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■■nHBMHBmHKai Last Call for Christmas ' f,-: They're taking our Hoosier Kitchen Cabinets mighty fast! A Kitchen Range LJ See the New ROLL DOOR HOOSIER Wonder at $34.00. Is the most important home furnishing. Our stock includes three well-known brands: -•> ' P. Y No Christmas gift in all the world is half so useful. Your wife will use her Hoosier than a thousand meals QUICK ACTION, BANQUET and CHARTER OAK i more per year. A , / Get her a genuine Hoosier with all these Full sliding table of pure aluminum or porcelain; oversize cupboard in base; metal drawers; calendar; food timer; food guide; pencil holder; capacious metal flour and sugar bins; revolving spice caster; cook book holder and a total of 40 labor-saving helps. One dollar solves your problem. Be one of the men to give your wife a useful economical Christmas gift this year—one she'll enjoy three times a day for her lifetime. conveniences: WHEN YOU GIVE YOUR WIFE A HOOSIER CABINET V her the you are [giving most useful and pleasing Christmas gift that you possibly could give her at any price, and yet the price of the Hoosier is so low that within a few weeks you have it entirely paid for at the rate of ONE DOLLAR A WEEK. DON'T PUT THIS OFF-IT WILL BE TOO LATE 10 ORDER MORE HOOSIERS for Christmas when these are sold. WE WANT YOU TO SEE THESE NEW CABINETS RIGHT AWAY ... / □ before it is too late. After you have seen them you won't think of giving your wife anything else. — Practical Gifts Are the Most Sensible. Cf the prettiesr, most practical and sure to be appreciated is a rug. Our new£stock of rugs contains a variety of designs in the standard sizes. Your choice of Axmmster, Velvet, Smyrna and the Ingrains. 0 I 3 €l •i ■ - ~~ 1MI LJ & : V .i B&L&S Pv (Vj. THE THOMPSON FURNITURE CO., LJ ;if G. A. HERDER, Manager EVERYTHING IN THE FURNITURE AND HOUSE FURNISHINGS LINE. * X L at WISE m y m A & WA L •j! EK t N if j % fM A ! i we The Candy Store of This Town /~\UR HEAVY CANDY SALES the past summer entitle us to be called the Candy Mart of Mountain Home. Cer tainly our purchases for the Holiday season are the largest to arrive here and an inspection will show that we have anticipated every want. Our stock includes everything from bulk candies to the daintiest Christmas Gift Boxes and Baskets. I Fancy Holiday Boxes For the Christmas Trade Japanese Chinaware Pleasing Christmas Gifts This selection of Holiday Boxes has been printed in the most attractive manner in three and five colors, in original designs- -far better than the usual stock Holiday boxes. Each box is particularly pleasing, being deorated on sides, top and ends, with "Merry Christmas" on one side and "Happy New Year" on the other. This our leader in popular priced box candy. Elegant Nippon hand painted dishes by the single piece or in Gift Sets are appropriate presents for the women. Many novelties in this line. Our elegant line of cut glassware is priced far below the usual cost. A select exhibit of beautiful water color paintings awaits your inspection. Our display of toilet articles contains many pleasing gifts. ! Twenty Orphan Doll Sisters Wanting a Good Home. See the Display. THE WILBUR COMPANY m LAJWFi ^WILLIAM HAMILTON OSBORNE—' AVTAOR or "RED MOUSE" (nw£uzeor/!a*\ "smm rK/li:'"GMSPAW" WmcMir/Zr "BLVE BUCKIi*EK pathc excMrice. \nv c. co/*Y/?/ctir. /.9/x ay MU /AM HAM/l raw ore/v/T • - * V '-J SYNOPSIS. On tLe day of tLe eruption of Mount Pelee ('apt. John Hardin of ilie s th< -> ear-old Annette ner Prin « boat, but is forced Kington from to le.ive behind !.< > 1 Ulnuion is nandez and l'<» i-i op. i her and Lis com aulied by ller pur.iti in a vain attempt to Ilinjrton Las minaRed KrlneesH with Ids do alder. t< m is proving Lis title t.. ami r the lost Island •auses Ids een years I.H I set p nets to St ml telling the \s in reubouts of < 'dinaLur llii.iitoM S injury mind to become a blank, elapse. I let aaiulez. IMW icier, with Poulo. In. z. j plhe. and the mindless w as I Him ton. come t widow of Captain llardi her son Neal and Annette lliugion. lot to steal the papers left to Annette r. N't tl tries for admission Iwny. but throu *ii the Tin rt upturn , female accovn brute that Seaport, where the is living with mi Sy her fail to the Naval a< treachery of Joey \\ tdoher is defeated by Joey ami displaced. Neal enlists itt the navy. Inez se.s a trap for Joey and the conspirators yet him in their power. He agrees to steal the papers for them but accidentally sets tire to the llurdin home and the hrute-man rescues Annette wit It tiie papers from the flumes, covers that heat Annette <1ls pplleil to the map re- , veal* t! >• location of the lost hl -ml Snb sequentlv In a struggle for Its possession P ;rts. H' t nan the mnp is torn In thr dez. Annette and Neal each we portion Annette saH« on the ( •u ri ouado TLe crew, crazed •arch of her father. In uyled aboard by Ilernan re overcome by a IT. S. Destroyer In Martinique An 1 are captured and taken to ca ve t«> be blown up with but are rest ued by a sponge bv cocaim* su dez, mutiny ami boarding pirtv fr*»» Jackson. h*d by Neal nette and N a smuggler! dynamite, diver SEVENTH INSTALLMENT THE GUN RUNNERS CHAPTER XXIX. Identification. Senorita Inez Castro—known to her immediate audience by the pseudonym of Irene Courtier—drew back In alarm and affright. "Bet. charming friend Annette," she "you have been snatched liter-1 ally from the jaws of death." She j She cri wrung her hands in despair, turned to Neal and laid her hand upon j his arm. "What are we to do?" she ! cried. "We are but a handful of J women—championed by our solitary I sailor boy. We are no match for these adventurers. Why not give It lip?" ! Annette sprang to her feet. "Never, she cried. "Never will I give it up. The lost isle is mine. It is my fa thers, too. I am fighting for him, Irene, And he Is fighting in me. blood is in my idood." There was a knock upon the door "Come in." snid Mrs. Hardin. His The door opened and a man in the i uniform of a common seaman entered, j "Hardin," he said, "been looking for | The commander; everywhere you wants you to report to him at once." He grinned a bit sheepishly, that." he added, "he told me I might I "Beside | hand you this." He purs' d to Neal a folded sheet of j paper. Neal opened It and read it A flush erect into his face and hisj • Godfrey," he exclaimed, "I never I ' eyes sparkled. thought—" • He handed til" 1 paper t.> his mother. ■:W t A . * ' m 4 |. i .. m & s" ' : V f M 7 A i* '■A t ■■ : - J m mm M.:, - i!i mi m ■i m m 11 M; . m I! WMw* Wmmk ■ 1 ■ i i *■ i ! l mt ImM n m ■ b 4 ■i-i 0 11 .% ■f-m M m * zs 2 * i*: ■mm t !• A ' sm Jjk ■ ' 4 ' "TA ?/■;:■ ■wWP m f r, , •-» mm The Caotives Were Led Through Dark Passageways. 1 "Annatte—li'ne," he said, "I have been promotH—promoted from sea man on the Jackson to gunner on the cruiser Albany." The hearer of the note saluted once more. "Rank-chief petty officer," he explained, "and the cruiser Albany is due hereabouts this week." Ten minutes later when the excite ment in that hotel suite at Martinique had subsided—at least to some extent. "('harming friend," she began, "let us get down to cases—let us look things ire the face. What Is the situa tion now?" i "For one thing," Annette returned, j Irene Courtier leaned forward toward Annette. "these pirates don't know—can't know—that I am alive." Irene Courtier smiled a reassuring Bmile. "Of course." she responded. "How could they know ?" "They've got me at a disadvantage." went on Annette. "They've got my parchment map of the lost Isle of Cin nabar -and iuy locket with my fa thers picture in it. Its evidence." "Ah." said Irene, leaning farther forward, "map or no map we shall spike their guns. Let me plan out a campaign. ' She rose, sel. eil a sheet of paper hikI an envelope and placed them before Annette Illngton. "Clui'raing friend," she said, "write as 1 dictate.' 1 At the end of five minutes Irene took the sheet of paper front tlie tuble and read it aloud. This Is what she i ead: , To the Fathers of Santa Maria Mia sion Santa Maria. Lower California. Reverend Fathers; As sole heir of the family of II ngton I am entitled to possession o* t e original grant to the lost Isle of Cinnabai—the same isle granted to my ancestor by Joseph Bonaparte, the king of Spain, than a century ago. I have solved the secret of the map and am on my way to you. I 'nclose rr.y photograph for the purpose of identification. Sincerely, more ANNETTE ILINGTON. "So fur so good," said Irene four tier. "Now add this postscript, please: P. S. My photograph is identified upon the back by the signature and seal of the governor of Martinique. A. I. "But It isn't," exclaimed Annette. Irene held up her hand. "You have "(Jet It at a photograph," she said, 0 nee" Annette obeyed. "Now," went on Irene, adjusting her hat, "let us go on to the governor of Martinique." In half an hour they were in his presence. Annette proffered her re quest. The governor nodded. He placed his signature upon the back of the photograph und impressed his seal in sealing wax also upon the back. "Now, i banning friend," said Irene Courtier, "let me have the photo graph." She placed it in the envelope and sealed the letter. On thell way back to the hotel she darted into the local iPost office, darting out ulmoat luunedl ately. "The deed is done," she said, "the identification 1 b complete." Half an hour luier, in the solitude of her own room at the hotel in Mar Unique. Inez Castro took from the ter which she had not mulled in the post office. She tore It open rapidly and dropped the photograph upon her dressing table. With a keen-edged knife sbe performed an operation Then she pasted her own photograph folda of hor dresa the letter—the let upon Annette's caniboard. When she had completed thi:» performance sh> held up the finishetl product with sat isfaction. "So," she said to her own counter felt presentment, "it is you whom the governor of Martinique vouches for the heir of the Ilingtons. So far 84 Let us complete the identified as good, tion." She sat down and wrote—wrote ti e same letter that Annette had written at her dictation, and she signed it Annette Illngton. Th*n she placed it i n an envelope! addressed the eu velope and affixed a stamp, surreptitiously, she mailed it. Later, She was quite right. Identification »m a matter of Importance a Lid the Identification w&a complete. CHAPTER XXX. Behind Closed Doors. There are man? cubby boles on the Isle of Martinique. In one of these cubby holes or hiding places in a re markably secreted district of St. Pierre, behind doors closely locked and barred, there sat a man. He was a negro, tall and gaunt; he wore a mustache and an imperial; even as he sat at ease his bearing was military. Suddenly he stiffened. There were three taps upon the barred door. He rose, strode swiftly to the door and noisily threw hack its bars and bolts. The door opened and three men crept into the cellar. The negro saluted. "Senor Hernandez." he exclaimed, "I am from Dolores." "So I understand," said Hernandez "Dolores," continued the negro, "is a republic on the coast of Central America." Hernandez nodded. The other man leaned forward "Senor," he said, "1 am the agent of the lnsurrecto party in Dolores. The insurrecto party in Dolores will one day own Dolores, body and soul. That day is sure to colhe. It needs but one thing, senor." "And that one thing?" queried Her nandez. The Insurrecto smiled. "We need a man who will take chances," he went on, "a man who will stake little to win much; a man who will put up money and put up brains to get us what we need—to deliver us the goods." "And what goods do you need?" queried Hernandez, smiling in his turn. The insurrecto showed his white teeth. "Oil stoves," he returned, "oil stoves—of the Mauser type—of any type—made In America." "How many do you need?" queried Hernandez. "Twenty-five hundred rifles will suf fice," said the other man, "including ammunition to correspond. And this cargo, senor," he added, 'is here in Martinique. It has come by devious routes from the United States, it is being watched—closely, Jealously watched, by secret service officers— by the government of the United States." Hernandez sighed. "What return does this man of daring get?" "We will pay you tenfold." said the spy, "when >ou hand the rifles," Hernandez sullied. "What more— what after delivery?" "Ah, ' returned the other, "twenty— thirty—a hundredfold, when the rev olution lias succeeded." Hernandez tapped himself upon the chest. "It will succeed," he said. "I shall bring to It something more than i ltles I shall hrlug the brains of Her nandez. I am a gambler, senor, and 1 w ill lake a chunce." The negro thrust a hand across ths table. "Yen are a man among men, senor," he exclaimed. Then suddenly he stiffened onre again. He bent for ward in a listening attitude. He low ered his voice. "There is someone Just outside the door," he said. Hernandez strode to the door, drew back tbe bolts and opened. A woman entered—Inez Castro. "Senor," said Hernandez to tbe In surrecto agent, "this Is Senorita Inez Castro. She is one of us." Inez nodded to tbe agent a bit curtly. "You bring news?" said Hernandez. "Good news," said Inez. "I have dispatched a letter to the fathers of the Santa Marla mission in lower Cali fornia." "You have been discreet, I trust," said Hernandez. "1 have been more than that," re turned Inez. "The governor of Mar Unique himself has Identified my pho tograph as the heiress of I»st Isle " Hernandez was plainly puzzled. "Who Induced him to put his name— to place bis seal upon this photo graph?" he Inquired. "Annette Illngton and I—" she be gan. Hernandez started back. "Annette Illngton and you," he (altered. "Oh, I forgot," said Inez. "I have been getting messages from you, but I could get none to you. She still lives, this Annette Illngton." ''Incredible," exclaimed Hernandez. "And what of hei* companion—what of this sailor boy?" "He lives, too," said Inez. "He will be a gunner or a gunner's mate on the cruiser Albany," she said. "Good," exclaimed Hernandez. "Then he returns to the United States." Inez shook her head. "Returns— not," she answered. "The cruiser Al bany comes to htm—comes here." The Insurrecto agent stepped back a pace. "Come here," he said. He glanced at Hernandez significantly. "Senor," he added, "we have no time to lose." "We shall lose no time," said Her nandez. "Leave that to me." He turned to Inez. "What of this girl Annette?" he queried. "Has she given up the chase?" Inez shook her head. "The day after tomorrow,'' she returned, "we sail tot the Panama canal." Two days later the Rio Grande left port for the Panama caaal. When she was fairly out of sight another and quite a different looking vessel hove into view and entered port. This latter vessel was the cruiser Albany, seeking for something that she had not found—as yet. That day Chief Petty Officer Neal Hardin took his station on her as chisf gunner's mate. [Cundnusd on uaffv 4)