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THE OAWUZOZO KIWI.
TheLight in1 the Clearing A TALE of the NORTH COUNTRY in the TIME of SJLAS WRIGHT By IRVING BAGHELLER i2J&S& OopjrltM by trtiug IUhtlItr ! CHAPTER XII Contlnutd. 13 "Your fellow townsman, 811a Wright, la now the largest figure In Washington. Wo wore all worried by th resolution of Henry C'y until It began to crumble under tlio Irresistible attack of Mr. Wright On the 10th lie sub irltted a report upon It which for lucid end nccurnte statements presented In Iho most unpretending mnnner won universal ndmlrotlon and will bo re membered alike for Iti Intrinsic excel lence end for having nchloved one of the tnot mcmorablo victories ever joined In tho United Stated senate After n long debate Clay himself, com pelled by tlio Irreilatlble fores of argu ment In the report of Mr. Wright, was o bl Iced to retire from hla position, hla resolution having been rejected by voto of 41 to V" With what prldo and Joy I heard of this great thine that toy friend had ac complished! (Joins out with tho crowd that cve nlnn. I mot Sally iind Mr. and Mrs. Dunkolbcrg. Tho latter did not spca' to rao and when I asked Sally If I rrulil walk homo with her alio an swered curtly, "No, thank you." I bavo cot a bit ahead of my history, Bonn after tho oncnlne of tho new year ten days or so later It may bars been I una begun to icci myncii vu romnnssed br a new and subtlo forco, It was n thing aa Intangible ns heat but as real na Ore and more terrible, It seemed to me. I felt It nrt In tho at tltudo ot my play fellows. They de nied io tho confidence and Intimacy which I bad enjoyed before They wLlsncrcd tocethcr In my presence. In all this I had not failed to observo that Henry Wills had taken a leading part. Tho Invisible, Inaudible, mysterious thing wrought a gnat change In mo. It followed Jno through the day and lay down Tflf' .no at night I wondered what I had done. I carefully surroyed my clothes. They lookrd all right to me. My character wn certainly no worn than It had been. How It preyed upon my peace and rest and happiness that mysterious bidden thing l One dor Dnclo Peobody came down Ic seo mo and I walked through the vlllaeo with him. Wo met Mr. Dunkel berg, who merely nodded and huirlcd along. Mr. Bridges, the merchnnt, did not gttet bun warmly and chat with him ni bo had been wont to do. I saw that Tho Thing as I had como to think of It was following blm also. How It darkened his facol Even now I can foel tho aching of tho deep, bloodless wounds of that day. I could bear It bitter alono. Wo wcro trying to tildo our pain from each other when wo said good-by. How quickly my unc'.o turned away and walked toward tin sheds I Ho enmo rarely to tlio vll laiio of Canton after that. Slay had returned n warm bright May. I had entered ray seventeenth year and tho work of tlio term was finished. Having nothing to do ono afternoon, I walked out on tOu road toward Ok" dtmsburg for a look at tho woods and Cflds. Soon I thought that I heard the sound of galloping hoofs behind me, t looked back and 1 saw Hniiy rounu log tho turn by tho river and coming toward mo at full speed, tlio mono of ber pony flying back to her face. Blio nulled up beside me Just as I bad L-nnRlncd sho would do. "Hurt, I hato ac-mcbody terribly,' Id she. "Whorar "A man who Is coming to our house ou tho stags today. Cranny Uarnes la trying to get up n match between us. Father eays ho Is rich and hopes ho will want to marry me. I got mad about It Ho Is four years older than t am. Isn't that awful? I am going to be Just as mean and hateful to blm as I can. "I guess they're only fooling you,' tald. "No, they mean It I havo heard Ubeni talking It over. "He cannot marry you." "Why!" It seemed to ine that the time had como for me to speak out and with burning cheeks I wild: "Ilecauso I think that Ood has mar ried you to mo already. Do you re membcr when wo kissed each otb'? by the wheat field one day last sun. tnerT' "yes." Wo had faced about and wcro walk tag back toward Canton, I closo by tho pony a side. "Mar 1 kiss vou aroint" Sho stopped the pony and leaned toward mo nnd onr lips met In a kiss the thought of which makes me lay down my pen and bow my head a mo ment whllo I tnlnk with reverence of that pure, sweet spring of memory In whoso waters I lovs to wasn iy SDlHt "I guess Cod has married us again," I declared "I knew that yon were walking on this road and I had to see you," said he. "People bare been saying such terrible thlngs." "Whstr "Iltr say your nnd found the pocketbook that was lost and kept the money. They say be was the trtt aaaa that went op the road after K ww baa" K't Us y mI never mw tfef pocketbook. Komo monoy was left to him by a relative In Vermont. That's hew It happened that be bought a form Instead of going to tho poorhouso when Qrlmshaw put tho screws to him." ' "I knew that your uncle didn't do :," sho went on. "Father and mother couldn't tell you. SoI had to." "Why couldn't your father nna mow er tell mot" Thoy didn't dare. Mr. arlmshaw mnde them promise that they would not speak to you or to any of your family, I heard them say tnat you ana your undo did right. Father torn mother that ho nctr know a man so honest as your TJotlo Peahody." Just then we mine upon too Biiitfii Woman sitting among the dandelions br tho roadside. Sho held a cup In her hand with some honey on Its bot tom and rorcrcd with n pleco of glass, "Sho It hunting bees," I said as we stopped bcsldo her. Hlin piso and nattcd my shoulder with n m o and threw a kiss to uauy, Buddoliy her face grow stern. Bho polntod toward tho vlilogo nnd then at 9nlly. "IV o means that there Is somo aan. iter f head of you." I said. 11 o Silent Woman picked n long hv1b of grass and tipped Its end In to honey at tho bottom of the cup. Gho came closo to Sally with tho blade of grass between her thumb and linger. "Sho Is fixing n charm," I said. Sho smiled and nodded us she put n drop of honey on Sally's upper lip, Bho held up her hands whllo her lips moved as If sho wcro blessing us. "I suppose It will not save mo If I brush It off." said Sally. Wo went on and In a moment a bco lighted on tho honey. Nervously sho struck at It and then cried out with pain. "Tho bco has stung you," I sniu, Bho covered her face with her band- Irvrclilcf and mmlo no answer. "Walt a minute I'll get somo clay," I said u, I ran to tho river bank. I found some clay and moistened It with tho water and returned. "There, look at luM" she groaned. Tho bco hit my nose. She uncovered her face, now do- formed almost beyond recognition, ber nose having swollen to one of great size and redness. "You look like Rodney Barnes,' said with a laugh as I applied the clay to ber nfMctcd noso. "And I foci llko the old boy. I think my noso Is trying to Jump off and run nwoy." Wo wcro ncarlng tho village. Bho wiped tho mud from her prodigious noso and I wet ber handkerchief In pool of water and helped her to wash It. Soon wo saw two men approaching ns In tho road. In n moment I ob served that ono was Mr. Horace Dun kelberg) tho other a stranger and a re markably handsomo young man no was, about twenty-two years of ago whisper what had happened to Sally while Mr. Lntotir iookcu a miio em barrassed. "My faco la not beautiful, but they ay that I hnvo a good heart," Sally ssurcd tho stranger. They started on. I excused myself and took a trail through tho woods to another road. Just there, with Sally waving her hand to mo as I stood for moment In tho edgo of the woods, tho curtain falls on this highly roman tic period of my life. Uncle Peabody came forme that eve ning. It was about tbo middle of tho next week that I received this letter from Sally t "Dear Bart! Mr. Lntour gavo up and drovo to Potsdam In tho ovenlng, Said ho had to meet Mr. Parish. I think that hu hnd seen enough of me. began to bono ho would stay ho was so good looking, but mother Is very glad that ho went, and so am I, for our minister told us that ho Is one of tbo wickedest young men In tho state. Ho Is very rich nnd very bad, they say. I wonder It old Kato know about blm. Her charm worked well otiywoy didn't It? My noso wns all right In tho morning. Sorry that I can't meet you Saturday. Mother and I are packing up to go away for tlio summer. Don't forget me. I snail no thinking every day of thoso lovely rhlncs vou said to me. I don't know what tbey will try to do with me, and don't care. I real y th nk aa you no, Bart that Ood baa married us to each ether. "Yours forever, "SALT.Y DUNKELnnna", How often I rend thoso words sq tlko all the careless words of the young I CHAPTER XIII. The Bolt Falls. Threo times that winter I had seen Benjamin arlmshaw followed by tho Silent woman clothed in rags ana uolntlnir with her flnccr. Tho trial of Amos como on. 11 o natr had "blood on his feet" as they nscd to say, alt tho way from Llckltyspllt to Lewis county In his flight, having attacked and slightly wounded two men with n bowlo knlfo who bad triad to detain him at Balny Lako. He bad also shot at an offlccr In the vicinity of Lowvllle, wbcro his arrest was ef fected. Ho bad been Identified by an theso men, and so his character as a desperate man had been established. This In connection with tho scar on bis faco and tho tracks, which tho boots of Amos fitted, and tbo broken gun stock convinced tho Jury of bis guilt I remember well tho look of tho venerable Judgo Cady as be pro nounced tho sentence of death upon Amos Qrlmshaw. A ray of sunlight slanting through a window In tho late afternoon fell upon his gracious coun tenance, shining also, with the softer 'light of his spirit Slowly, solemnly, kindly, ho spoko tlio words of doom, It was his way of saying tbcm that first mndo me feel tho dignity and majesty of tho law. The kind and fa therly tono of bis volco put mo in mind of that suprcracst court which is above all question and which was swiftly to enter judgment In this mat ter and In others relntcd to It, Slowly tho crowd moved out of the courtroom. Benjamin Urlnishaw rose and calmly whispered to his lawyer. He had not spoken to his son or We Came Upon the Silent Woman Sit ting Among the Dandelions by tho Roadside. and dressed In tho height of fashion, I k-emembcr so well hla tall, athletic figure., hla gray eyes, hla small dark mustache nnd his ndmtrablo manners. Both wcro appalled at tbo look of Sully. "Why, girl, what has happened to yout" ber father asked. Then I saw what a playful soul was Sally's. Tbo girl was a born actress, "Been riding In tlio country," said she. "Is this Mr. Latourt" This Is Mr. Latour, Bally," said her father. They shook hands. "I am glad to sco you," said the stranger. 'They say I am worth seeing," said Sally. "This Is ay friend, Mr. llayncs. When you are Ured of seeing me, look at blm." I shook the hand he offered me. "Of course, we can't all be good looking," Bally remarked with a sigh, as If her mufrtuQ were permanent Mr. Hon DsueHicrg sal taefBtd hwtftMf-fcr I tod toU hltt would, He tried not to see her, but I tcU yo that bony old finger of hers burnt a nolo In him. Ho couldn't stand It. I knew ho'd blow up r mo day un der the strain. She got hit at last" "Who got him?" another asked. "Jtovln' Kate. She killed him point ing her finger at him so," "She's got an evil eye. Everybody's afraid o' tho crazy or trollope. "Nonsensot Bho Isn't half ns crazy as tho most of us," said the lawyer. In my opinion sho had a good renson for no nt ns her flfccr at that man, She camo from tho immo town no aiu over In Vermont. Yo don't know what happened there, Tho doctor arrived. Tho crowd mado way for him. Uo knelt beside Back Given Out ? Homework is too hard for a woman who la bait ilck, nrvous and always tirtd. Hut It keeps piling up, and give; weak kidneys no tima to recover. If I our back la lame and achy and your hint) a Irregular) if you have "blue inella," lick headache. nervouineM, dlttlnera ami rheumatle paint, uie Dean's Kldntil Mlt, .The havt done wondera for thouianda of wora out women. A Colorado Case Mrs. paala lirum ley, 111 Twelfth HI., llreel-J', Colo., aayai "I had a ateadr ml erabla aeha In my back and drafted along day ntter day (eellnir too tired anil dlacouraaed to do tny houxwork, 1 had p-lll of dltslntia and felt wealt and confuted for hours. My kidneys were vary wank and cnueed mt a great deal of dUtrril. My hanaa and feat lie- cama bloated, Doan'a Kidney rill" were recommended and 1 tried them and soon tha awelllns had alt xono and I felt aa well aa ever, I credit Doan's with aavlng my Ufa." Get Daaa'a at Aar Slate, S0 Baa DOAN'S kf hIm FOSTER-MtLBURM CO BUFFALO. N. V. innauiuijr.imrtimiirimniiifi., KODAKS PRINTING and DEVELOPING The Denver Photol Materials Co, Eailman Kodak Co. 11 020 ItlhSI. It Desvtr.Csls. ti Itmmt Qoiry Springs FOIl ALL, CARS and TRUCKS Feeuirr Iiutrlbntor WESTERN AUTO SUPPLY AGENCY I M244 Draadway, Denrer, Cala, Kodik Flnlihlnt br Mill .Roll Flim Developed 10c PRINTS 3c AND UP One day Bertlre Nodelar. KalabiUbed IMA. oena lor catalogue. Mile High Photo Co. 324 17lh Street II Denrar, Colo. We Pay Cash to Direct Shippers for No. 1 CHURNING CREAM Bblp tin joar ChtimlDff Cream. Wilt pa? lop market day of arrival Write u for Quotations. TIIE WHITE CLOVER BUTTER CO. 141D-17 FttU.nth St., Unvr, Colo. JV1 Hr. JUriailttt IUm Hmm IUh pt'tttlrU V I. ItUMtl lut llni MIImiI tUha tHr, MUSIC "do 'Way From Me. Take Her Away." tbo still flguro and made tho tests. Tie rose and shook bis head, saying: "It's all ovor. Let ono o' theso beys Co down and bring tho undertaker." Benjamin Qrlmshaw. tho richest man In the townsblp, was dead, and I hava yet to hear of any mourners. Threo days later I saw his body low ered Into Its cravo. Tho little, broken- spirited wlfo stood there with the eamo sad smlto on her faco that I had noted when I first saw her In the bills, rtovln' Kato was there In tho clothes sbo had worn Christmas day, Sho was greatly changed. Her hair was neatly combed. Tbo wild look bad left her eyes. Sbo was llko ouo whoso back Is relieved of a heavy burden. Ucr lips moved as sho scattered little red uquarcs of paper Into tbo grave. I sup pose they thought It a crazy whim of Hera they who saw her do It. thought that I understood (ho curious bit of symbolism nnd so did tho school' master, who stood bcsldo inc. Doubt' less tho pieces of paper numbered ber curses. "Tho scarlet Dins of hla youth are lying down with him In tbo dust' Uackct whispered ns wo walked away together. (END OP BOOK TWO.) BOOK THREE EVERYTHING IN Largest In the we it. Low o it price, High ait quality. Writs or call upon u about any Musical Instrument. Victrola, Records. Rolls. Sheet Music KNIGIIT.CAMPDELL MUSIC CO. IS2S-3I Califernia Slraal Deater GOOD LAND at $25 PER ACRE ThU nltr mty Uat only a fw darn. Two ftP-Mcr t mctai, on tvnrfil. In iumtlntr ilflrlct, unlmprovfd , land nandy loam. ).icllrnt URnr herd ami Kirn If on t Jat fin 'arm und. r iiumf) I'lentr f vrair 10 ftt untr emu ml, No drought, no Iom. ito worry lJ method of fartnlnv Own your own land and Whtr nurcena aiourcd, lSaiy tfrrnn. Writ today for iinrttru1T. Jure n)on $i t'ompuny. MM font, lUalt. W, N. U., DENVER, NO. 18..1919. ZZt ""T"rl Which Is tho Story of the Chosen ahed tenra tbnt tiny, but not be. Mr. Grimshaw never showed but ono emo tion--that of anger, llo wua angry now. Ills face wns bard and atom, no muttered aa he walked out of tbo courtroom, hla cano briskly beating tlio floor. Tbo Silent Woman as ragged as ever was waiting on the steps. Out went her bony finger as bo camo down, llo turned and Btruck at her wlUt his cane nnd shouted In a shrill volco that rang out like a trumpet In bis frenzy! "do 'way from me. Take her away, somebody. I can't stun' It. Bho's klllln' me. Take her away. Tako her away. Take her nwuy." Ills faco turned purple aud then white. He reeled nnd fell headlong, llko a trco severed from Us roots, and lay atlll on tho hard, stono pavement It seemed aa It snow wero foiling on bis face it grew so white. The Silent Woman stood as still as be, pointing at blm with her finger, her look un changed. People camo running toward us. I lifted tho head of Mr. Clrlmshaw and laid It on tny kneo. It felt like the head of tho stranger In llnttlcroad. Old Kate bent over and looked at the eyelids of the man which fluttered faintly and wero still. "Dead 1" she muttered, Then, as If ber work were finished, she turned and mado her way through the Crowd and walked slowly down tbo street. Men stood aside to let her pass, as It they felt the power of her spirit and feared tbo touch of her gar ments. Two or threo men bad run to tho house of the nearest doctor. Tho crowd thickened. As I sat looking down at the dead face In my lap, a lawyer who bad corns ont of the courtroom pressed near me and bent over and looked at tha set eyes of Benjamin OriBatbaw a4 saldt -mt 8eer4 Usa at last X Ways. CHAPTER XIV. Uncle Peabody'a Way and Mine. It Is a bad thine to bo un T a heavy obligation to one's self of which, thank God, I am now acquitted. I havo known men who were their own worst creditors. Everything they earned went swiftly to satisfy tbo demands of vanity or pride or appetite. I bavo seen them literally put out ot house and home, thrown neck and crop Into tbo street, as It wero, by ono or the other of theso heartless creditors each a grasping usurer with unjust claims. I remember that Rodney Dames called for my chest and mo that fine morning In early Juno when I was to go back to tho hills, my year's work In school being ended. I elected to walk, and tho schoolmaster went with ma fire miles or more ncross the flats to the slope of the high country. "Soon tbo senator will bo coin nr." tie remarked. "I have a long letter from him and he asks about you and your aunt and uncle. I think that he's fond o' you, boy." "I wish you would let me know when he comes," I said. "I nm (tiro ho will let yon know. and, by tbo wny, I have heard from another friend o' yours, my lad. Yo're a lucky ono to have so many friends euro yo are. Here, I'll show ye the letter. There's no reason why 1 shouldn't Yo will know Its writer, probably, I do not." (TO BE CONTINUED.) Difficult Men to Handle. There Is no class ot men so difficult to be managed In a state as those whose Intentions are honest, fet whose eoosclMtcM am kawHabaaV .nafVavaatM i i i i i Experts or Theorists-Which? The packing industry is intri cate, complex far more so than the railroads or the telegraph. Every day multiplying needs of society increase its problems and multiplying responsibilities demand more of it Highly trained experts, spec ialists of years' experience, thinkers and creative men, de vote their lives, their energies, their activities, to solving the problems of the packing industry and meeting its widening duties. Swift & Company is not a few dozen packing plants, a few hundred branch houses, a few thousand refrigerator cars, and a few million dollars of capi tal, but an organization of such men. It is the experience, in telligence, initiative and activity which operates this physical equipment Can this intelligence, this ex perience, this initiative and cre ative effort which handles this business at a profit of only a fraction of a cent per pound from all sources, be fostered through the intervention of political theorists, however pure their purposes? Or be replaced by legislation? Docs Congress really think that it can? Let us eend you a Swift ' Dollar". It will Interest you. Address Swift & Company, Union Stock Yards, Chicago, 111. Swift & Company, U. S. A. & WX f ine vtce OOtUR , 1 ll3 v2A MMIVtD BY I UsmaimA SWIFT & COMPANY! I llu jj-j j nil smbsv raooueis IP 1 Ml I.?. y a jrc II I emu ii mm f o tHt laaaaaiiBsl lutMN OJfy nit Uvl animal asaaa" WjS&mf TaSartMtUtrl M eiNTs r taso II JT wnwarjaMii iiaiani iNa ratiaar Jf vyOr of i .e cfMatiiAiHa j .1