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MILLIE I. LONG FELLOW. PuktUkM. MOUNTAIN HOME, IDAHO, There Is popular distrust of the , proposition to monkey with the prune crop. President Stillman said any banker is likely to make an error. Aunt Cas sie Chadwick agrees. It's an ill wind that blows good to nobody. The "glass-put-in" man will have plenty to do for a while in Rus sia. An English clergyman says that meat makes man immoral. This may explain why he trust is boosting the price. Sir Henry Irving's son is to play in May he never he troubled by the apparition of his father's ghost! "Hamlet." It is fortunate for the Oberlin stu dents, perhaps, that Mrs. Chadwick didn't sign Russell Sage's name to those notes. A Pittsburg teacher notes that col lege professors are paid less than many cooks. Well, perhaps tin; cooks are really experts. Watches are now made only an eighth of an inch thick. Your pocket book looks thin, too, after you have paid for one of them. A leading critic says: "Few of the poets are now working at their trade." How does he know, since the real poets are always dead? New York's gilded youths have call ing cards for their dogs. Thus a host ess knows at. once which to address when they are ushered in. j J Pennypackor of Pennsylvania says he believes the devil is an editor. This shows that a very small reason may sometimes totter on its throne. New York dealers in automobiles report the sale of over $10,000,000 worth of their machines in the last two weeks. The gasoline ago is upon its. J. Pierpont. Morgan has bought King Leopold's interest in a Chinese railroad. If is pretty safe to say that Leopold didn't soak anybody on the deal. It is found that Mrs. Chadwick's as sets amount to about $100,000. Fool ish woman. Think of the fun she might have had with that much money. The fact that a silver dollar of the vintage of 1804 recently brought $1,100 in Chicago will bring tears to the eyes of the man who last blew it in at its face value. When a woman falls in love you can't, make her believe all men are alike, and when she lins been married ten years you can't make her believe that they are not. This "epidiascope" that makes a ladyhug look as big as a hat may make the feminine bathing suit look as big as a handkerchief. But the machine looks like a cook stove. A California professor has invented ft logic machine, which on being fed with major and minor premises gives the correct conclusion, would have no use for It. Congress A Chicago man is supporting his nineteen children and their mother on an income of $!) a week. When it comes to expert, flnanceering there 's something worthy of study. A good deal of fun is made of the fe male bargain hunters, but it is just this class which saves many a from misery by making the ends meet and a little more.—Manchester Mirror. is man There is a man in Brooklyn who has a gold brick worth real money. There are such gold bricks, but they are about as rare as the conscience that will not let its ow-ner dodge his taxes. to he A Cleveland editor advertises the loss of a diamond scarfpin and dia mond watch charm. As editors are ■upposed to live the simple life, the question is, Where did he get those trinkets? by A girl in Tampa was wooed and won by mail, but she backed out when the would-be bridegroom called. It is a sad fact that a good many men make their best appearance through the postoifice. This story that Hetty Green has a doughnut for her lunch every day ehould be discredited. Probably some enemy is trying to spread the notion that she is leading a life of reckless pelf-indulgence. By JOHN R. MUSICK, Astbw of "Mjr»tertou» Mr. Howard," "Thi Dark Stracgar," "Charlie Alleadala's Double," Etc. the Oapyrlftit, 1117, by Kobbbt Roubib'v Son. Ail ricbta rBsarrad. CHAPTER XVI.— (Continued. "Did you leave the others there?" "Yes; an' lemme tell ye, it'll take four to manage that woman. I couldn't stay in the same camp and set up quarters by a big black stump half a mile away from her." "Curse such luck! I wish the men had stayed." "Why? to Who are you afraid of?" "1 don't know who he is, only he calls himself the Old Man Mountains.' of the in "Where is he?" "In her tent." "Where did he come from?" "Looks as if he had slid down the peak of some iceberg. Go and take a squint at him." Cummins, though a coward when there was a woman in the case, had little fears of men. Creeping stealth ily up to the tent he peeped in and beheld the "Old Mail of the Moun tains," seated on a camp stool before the fair l.aura, his rifle between his knees, while she was telling him her story. to "Umph! It's old St. Nick or escaped Selkirk. Looks as if he bristled with weapons, and I don't doubt hut he can use 'em. The boss is right, for a glimpse o' that face and the arsenal he carries Is enough to give a polar bear the ager." Notwithstanding the an unprepossess ing appearance of the man from the mountains, he pressed his ear close to the tent to listen to the conversa tion between the two. j "Why did you come to Alaska, my J poor child?" ''I came to find the man J love. My Paul, who was lost." Laura told the old man her story and at the conclusion said: "He tells me Paul is dead, not believe him. oil more than one occasion, and he will do so again if it serves his pur pose. My heart tells me Paul lives." "My child, that silent monitor is never wrong. Your Paul lives. He is not far away, hut he, you and I are in great peril. We must act with caution and secrecy or we will all he dead before morning. These men are des perate criminals. Will you trust me?" "Yes, with ray life!" "Pretend as if you had heard noth ing, but be ready to act as I direct." "Do you know where Paul is?" "Yes, but he guard, is there train you can trust? Esquimo?" "I do not understand them they me; but I have my trusty vant, Ben Holton." "Where is lie?" "He was sent to-day to see if the pass ccjitld he opened." "The pass has not been closed," said the hermit. "My dear daughter, sending him off was only an excuse to get your friends out of the way; but all is well, and directed me here." "Humph! We'll see about that!" growled Cummins, knees. "They kin put their trust in what they like, but if the boss will let me have my way, I'll put mine in about ten inches of cold steel!" He hurried to Lackland, who sitting on a sled, his face expressing the deepest anxiety. In as few words as possible he narrated the interview between the mysterious old man and Laura. Lackland made several ef forts to speak before he finally eeeded, then. In a voice strangely natural, he s;<**: I do He has deceived me is under a strong no one with the No Indian or nor ser Heaven is on your side rising from his was suc un "It has come at last! I hoped l would be spared bloodshed, but there is no help for it. Since it must come, let it come. We will do our worst. If the old man and Paul Miller are In way, let them die!" me our 1 jist "Well, there will he little to act." time "I know it." Lackland, who still shrank from the thought of committing murder him self, began to plan to have his myrmi dons do all the work, and agreed very readily to have reinforcements. "I think it would he well for you to start back and get two of the men," he said. "Can't you do K h i few hours?" he at ly "Yes; on snowshoes 1 can make it by to-morrow noon. Let us ieave the valley and start down the trail." They had to cross the river to reach the trail, but by this time the Yukon was frozen over, so they crossed on the ice. four men they They had scarce gOi over w hen they saw three terms coming along the trail. "There they are now," said Lack land. The three forms could be seen com ing hurriedly up the path and, when they drew nearer, t ie form of the old a man could be seen coming along be hind. "Holton, come here!" said Lackland. As the old man advanced toward him, the Indians were ordered across the river on the ice. "What d'ye want, Mr Lackland?" "Your mistress sent for you to go back and meet Miss Willis—" "Me go back!" gasped old Ben. "This do seem monster queer. Why, I'm about petered out. I don't believe I kin go a mile furder." "It's not over i, mile." "We'll try t' stand it." Lackland took the arm of the tired, faithful old fellow and led him as rap idly as he could travel until the cav ern was reached. "Is that the place, Cummins?" he asked. I "Yes." "Come in here—in this cavern!" "Whaf for?" 'Shut your infernal mouth and come on; you taik too much!" "1 won't go!" he cried, for his sus picions began to be aroused, and lie made an effort to pull away. The faithful old man seemed to realize that in some way this attack had reference to his mistress, and he fought with the desperation of a madman; but lie was choked into insensibility, and Lackland said: "Take him up! Drag him in there, and tie him hard and fast!" Cummins obeyed instructions, and a few moments later emerged from the cave, saying: "Well, boss, that's done." "Yes, but there is not a second to lose, for the old man at the camp will not be dealt with so easily, must get two or three of the others, if they have not gone, and bring them here at once. Don't waste a moment, for everything depends on getting re inforcements before daylight." The nights in Alaska were long at this season, and it was possible for reinforcements to arrive before dawn. he You CHAPTER XVII. A Groan In the Dark. When Paul Miller leaped from his pallet and rushed from the door of the hut, he was as insane as inmate of a madhouse. was that an had any "Oh, stop! stop! Kate Willis. stop!" shrieked "Where are you goin'— where are you goin'?" "Laura! Laura!" he shouted. "Laura! Oh, my goodness sakes alive, does he know her?" cried Miss Willis, clapping her hands as a new and wonderful thought hurst on her mind. "It can't be—it must he—he is the girl's lover! Paul!" He must be her She shouted to some of the Indian porters left to look after the camp: "Stop him!" The Indians were soon on him, had him tied with mooseskin thongs and carried him back to the shanty, where he was lain on the bed. Kate followed them, sobbing frantically and groan ing: "He's dead and I'm to blame for it. Oh, what fool I've played all the way through!" He breathed and, placing tier head on his breast, she discovered that his heart still beat. She placed the kettle over the little oil stove and prepared some nourishment, hound up his head, which was slightly bruised, and had his eyes open. No sooner was he rational enough to recall what had happened than he began to sob. "Don't take on so!" the kind-hearted woman said. "1 tell ye, ye couldn't have got a mile away from here! Ye would have died and ye must know it!" They've killed him a that a lost to set seal ors of had at when cold came The ment, last, teeth soon "But Laura, my darling, in the power of that man!" "Say, let's you and I understand each other, an' then there won't be any danger of making mistakes. Are you Paul Miller, who's been dead so long?" "I am Paul Miller and they may have reported me dead." "From Fresno, California?" "Yes, from Fresno, California." "Have you a sweetheart called l.aura Kean?" "Yes—yes! It was she you told me had gone on—and I will—" "Now, look here! I am your friend. 1 am the best friend you and Laura ever had aside from yerselves. If ye'll jist listen t' me, we'll outwit the whole caboodle an' show 'em what's what, yit." tied Paul's his sat Kate told him he must pretend to he a great deal worse than he really was. and she would report that she believed he was going to die. at once fell in with the plan, with the assurance that as soon as he was He to ural to as try, up. the they denly oath, back, was strong enough he was to start secret ly for the camp where Laura was waiting for her companion to join them. Meanwhile there was a change in guard. Cummins was relieved and four men sent to lake his place. The Indians went with Cummins, Kate had four white men to contend with. She often eavesdropped the four men when at quarters, and gained enough of their plans to realize that they must act promptly. The very night the "Old Man of the Mountains," as he called himself, so and suddenly appeared in the tent where Laura was expelling her unwelcome suitor, they set out. On and on they hastened over the frozen snow, and Paul's heart began to beat with pleas ure. But hark! What are those omi nous sounds in their ears? They have been four or five hours on the route when they hear the sound of feet crushing the hardened snow. "Paul!" Kate whispered, "we are pursued! Can you run? "I can—and 1 can do more—I can shoot! " "Run first and shoot when you have to. Gimme yer hand." The strong woman took his hand in her own and they ran along the snow covered trail swiftly as hares. They were almost at. the point where the river was crossed on the ice when voice behind them cried: "There they go!" "Halt—stop, or we'll fire!" Paul wheeled around and leveled his rifle at one of the dark objects coming toward him, but just as his finger was ready to press the trigger he was struck a blow between the shoulders, which sent him sprawling the snow. It was Cummins, going after rein forcements, who came up at this in opportune moment. The two prisoners were lifted from the ground and carried to the cavern, where they were left tied hard and fast, their fates to be determined later. Paui Miller was not unconscious at any time, and when he found himself tied, lying on the hard floor of the cav ern, he began to calculate on his chances. Suddenly he heard a groan in the darkness. "Kate—Kate—was that you?" he whispered. "No!" was the answ'er. "Who was it?" And another hollow groan came on their ears. What is "What is "Great goodness gracious! it?" shrieked Kate Willis, it?" "Hush, Kate!" whispered Paul. "Some other unfortunate is here as well as ourselves!" Then came another deep groan, which seemed to be only a few paces away. "Who are you?" asked Paul. "I'm Ben Holton," came a feeble answer. "I ain't, done nuthin' t' he up here an' left t' die in this way!" "I know him!" gasped Kate. "He Laura's faithful servant!" In the anguish of his soul Paul groaned: "Oh, Laura, Laura, why can I not reach your side and save you from those fiends?" Paul had deep thoughts, but kept those to himself. He still had faith heaven would never permit such evil as these unscrupulous men contemplated to succeed. How divine interposition would come he no idea, hut he believed it would come. is At that very moment Paul had a faithful friend of whom he had never thought coming to him. The dog courier that had borne the tidings he and his companion were per ishing in the forest had always shown strange fondness for him. On the night Paul left, his canine friend was tied with the other dogs, he should follow and betray their flight. The dumb brute determined follow, and when Paul was gone to work to deliberately gnaw the riata in twain. His sharp incis did the work and his keen sense smell soon told him the course they gone, and he finally brought up the cavern. Paul was lost in painful thought he suddenly felt the touch of a nose tip on his cheek and be aware that a friend dog sniffed about him for a mo and, reaching his wrists, realizing that something wrong, seized the thongs with and began pulling at them. "What is that noise?" asked Kate Willis. "Be quiet!" Paul answered in undertone. in of for and ing, the B. to are my. if was near. at was his an The sharp teeth of the dog were silently cutting the thongs, which his master. In a few minutes hands were free. Then untying ankles, he crept to where Kate against the big rock, her arms tied around it. "Who's that? she asked. "Keep quiet!" he whispered. Kate a bit nervous and very anxious know if there was any chance for but she restrained her inclination aril said nothing. Paul released her and went old Ben Holton, who was groaning if he was breathing his last. The old fellow, dumb with ishment for a moment, blurted "Be ye agoinM' untie me?" "No, no, ye won't!" roared the sen who began to suspect what Lighting a torch, he started interior of the cavern, where had left the captives, when sud there came a sharp growl, a cry and a man was on his a furious dog at his throat. (To be continued.) nat next B and la is flvo aston out: was to an COUPLES BROUGHT TO ALTAR are in Caused "Ept Enticing Premiums demic" of Marriages. In certain quarters of the world en ticing premiums are put upon early marriages. Some years ago the mayor of a southern town in France offered a reward of $20 to every couple under the age of 24 who sought the matri monial altar during his term of office. The mayor expended many thousands of francs in the manner described. Many years ago, when the number of marriages in a certain Alsatian town far below the average, the muni was clpal authorities publicly announced that all persons who married within certain period should be exempt ^ from local taxes for the space of five An epidemic of marriages set A well-known Austrian a years, in at once, nobleman was anxious to encourage matrimony among the peasants on his estate. He undertook to provide each bride with four pairs of gloves yearly. The offer acted like a charm. DISH FOR A GOURMAND. Welsh Rabbit That Brings No Night mare in Its Trail. A bachelor whose skill at getting up dainty supper dishes assures him plenty of company in the evenings i»' responsible for a substitute for th® welsh rabbit that is free from night mare. He covers lightly toasted bread with finely grated cheese, and instead of slipping ii in the oven places it be neath the flame of the gas broiler until the cheese has been toasted a light brown. If a good cream cheese is used there is not the slightest suggestion of sog giness or greasiness, and even those to whom a rabbit means a night of troubled dreams may indulge in this with no fear of evil consequences. The trick lies in the granting of the Broken into hits it would melt into a pasty mass. Finely divid ed, each particle should he individual ly toasted before it has a chance to melt down, and in that state it is readily assimilated. cheese. IT'S THE TERROR OF ALL WOMEN. i Backache Quickly Cured by Dodd'* Kidney Pills. Mrs. W. H. Ambrose tells how her pains vanished never to return when she used the Great American Kidney Remedy. Dover, Ky., Feb. 13th.—(Special)— So long has Backache been the terror of the women of America that the numerous reports of the complete and permanent cures of this ailment now being made by Dodd's Kidney Pills are causing wide satisfaction and not the least remarkable of these cures is that of Mrs. W. H. Ambrose of this place. Mrs. Ambrose says: "I had such pains in my back at times I could hardly move and other symptoms showed that my kidneys were affected. One box of Dodd's Kidney Pills drove away all the pains and I have never been troubled since." Backache is the kidneys'first notice that they are out of order and need help. If they get that help in the form of Dodd's Kidney Pills all will be well. If they are neglected the dis ease may develop into Diabetes. Bright's Disease or Rheumatism. Ants Build Gardens. Brazilian ants make little gardens in the treetops and sow them with pineapple and other seeds. The gar dens are found of all sizes, some con taining a single sprout and others a densely grown hall as large as a man's head. RAW ITCHING ECZEMA Blotches on Hands, Ears, and Ankles For Three Years—Instant Relief and Speedy Cure by Cuticura. "Thanks to Cuticura 1 am now rid of that fearful pest, weeping eczema for the first time in three years. It first appeared on my hand, a little pimple, growing into several blotches, and then on my ears and ankles. They were exceedingly painful, itch ing, and always raw. After the first day's treatment with Cuticura Soap, Ointment, and Pills, there was very little of the burning and itching, and the cure now seems to be complete, (signed) S. B. Hege, Passenger Agent B. & O. R. R., Washington, D. C." African Women Not Jealous. In equatorial Africa also, according, to Mr. Winwood Reade, the women are the stoutest, supporters of polyga my. "if a man marries, and his wife thlnas that he can afford another spouse, she pesters him to marry again, and calls him 'a stingy fellow' if he declines to do ♦ so.' Important to Mothers. Examine carefully emry bottle of CA8TOWA, B safe and mre remedy for infanta and children, and aee that it Bears the Signature of la Use For Oner 30 Years. The Kind Yon Have Always Bought. English Cousins Marry. In every 1,000 marriages in Great Britain twenty-one are between first cousins. Among the nobility the rate is much higher, amounting to forty flvo in 1,000.