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CHAPTER XII Continued.
"And I have given you my heart
iong ago. Kiss me, Tom."
They sat there, closely pressed to
gether In that narrow space, scarcely
aware any longer of the danger at
hand, eager only to hear each other's
voice. Above the crackle of the
flames, and the crashing of falling
timbers, they coiad distinguish the In
termittent crack of a rifle, and the
echo of voices calling. Shelby began
to dig with one hand at the pile of
earth beside him so as to widen the
space between Its summit and the
roof. The action caused his mind to
revert to the Imminent peril of their
"It will be all over with before day
light," he said soberly, "and that will
be our chance to get out."
"How do you suppose Macklln ever
got through there?" she questioned
"That's what bothers me. Either
he wasn't hurt much, or he had help.
It Is my notion the girl brought him
out In some way. The shooting was
an act of sudden anger, for which she
was sorry the very next moment. They
may be hiding there now, somewhere
In the tunnel."
She lifted herself up and peered
through the opening; the glare of the
flames did hot penetrate beyond the
barrier of earth and she saw nothing
but Impenetrable blackness.
"Shall we go, and see?"
"Not yet; we are safer here, until
those devils give up. You can hear
their voices yet out there."
They had no way of telling time,
and the hours dragged. The sound of
firing had entirely ceased, and the
shout of voices died away one after
the other. Shelby waited patiently,
listening for the slightest sound, but,
at last, could restrain himself no
"I do not know how late It Is," he
said finally, "yet It must be nearly
morning. Most of those fellows must
be gone. Shall we try our luck, little
She put her hand silently Into his.
The Fugitives.
He led the way, finding little diffi
culty In crawling over the mound of
earth, and Olga followed easily. The
cool darkness Into which they ad
vanced was a great relief, while the
sense of action restored their shat
tered nerves. They encountered no
further obstruction of any kind, but
suddenly reached a sharp turn to
ward the left. Shelby felt his pass
age around the corner, aware of the
nressure of Olea's fingers on his
sleeve, but his eyes could perceive
nothing unusual beyond. Yet, with
his first step forward, he came to a
sudden halt.
"Stay where you are, senor," said
a low voice, "not a move till I speak."
He caught his breath quickly,
scarcely daring to set down an uplifted
foot. There was no doubt who that
was that spoke out of the darkness.
"But I am Shelby," he blurted forth
swiftly. "You have no reason to fear
"Shelby 1 How you come here? You
found the trap? And and Is she with
"Yes, señorita. An accident re
vealed to us a way out. It was you,
then, who took Macklln away ; he was
not killed?"
A moment there was silence; then
she broke out suddenly, passionately,
the words fairly falling over each oth
er In her eagerness of expression.
"I am not afraid, Senor Shelby. No!
No! I hav' ze pistol In my hand. I
shoot The dark eet make no differ
ence, for you are there just before me
she an you are there. Listen, then ;
I tell you what happen. I hate an'
I love see ! Then I make meestake.
Madre de Dios! I know not how eet
was, but I shoot the man I love. Eet
was crazy thing ; but I not keel heem ;
I know I not keel heem. How I know?
Santa Marie! The good God would
not let me believe that. What could
I do? I ran away mad into the woods.
I would maybe, yet save heem, but
how? You know, senor, eet was I
who shoot Senor Macklln?"
"Yes. Pancha ; the lady here saw
your face."
"Yes, It was I, senoi" I who Ijve
heem. Why should eet be so? I went
there not for that no! I tell you
how eet all come. Eet was because of
my brother, senor you know my
brother, Juan Vlllemonte? He dead,
senor, dead. . You know how he die?
Eet was a quarrel with Senor Laud
an Senor Hanley they keel heem, the
two against the one. I not know what
happen. I wait In the cabin for Juan
to come, but he stay away. No one
tell me teel an Indian boy come an
be tell. Then I know Juan is dead,
an' I go crazy like that. I am Span
ish, senor; I hate an' I love then only
I hate! I would avenge my brother;
I would keel the man that keeled heem.
I care only for to do that. He was
there In this cabin ; I creep up an see.
Eet was dark in there, yet I saw hees
face.. He could not see me, but I aim.
Senor Macklln was there too, an the
other girl, but I care not then for them
at all. I hate an' I see only the one
I hate. Santa Marie! Why was eet
"You shot the wrong man?"
"SI, senor. Senor .Macklln, he step
forward quick just when I fire; he
drop an' I run."
Shelby felt Olga grip him and heard
her voice at his ear.
"She never heard what Macklln said ;
don't let her know."
He crushed the question already on
his lips back into his throat.
"Yes," Shelby said: "I see how it
happened, now. And what did you do
then. Pancha?"
She was not sobbing, but her quick
breathing gave the impression in the
"What I do, senor? I pray the Vir
gin that I may save heem. Then I
remember this passage from the ravine.
How I know eet? Juan and I, we live
In the cabin a month; 'twas then I
found eet. I was underneath when
you fought, senor; then, when you
were both outside I got heem "
"Macklln, you mean? He was
"Yes, senor, alive. Maybe he live,
maybe he die; I know not I do. what
I can. Eet took long time; even
carried heem alone."
"But how did you get across that
cave-In of earth?"
"Eet was not there; eet come lat
er," she explained. "I would go back.
senor, when they fired the cabin, but
the earth had caved and I could not
get through."
"To help us?"
"SI, senor; to help you and me.
What could I do alone? That is why
I tell you; why I talk. Eet Is not
for you, nor for me. I would save
heem an only can eet be done If I
have help. I do all I can Madre de
Dios, yes. But how I get heem out
"But why not call the others?"
Shelby asked suddenly In suspicion.
"What danger is Macklln in?"
"You know not?" In surprise. "The
Indian boy tell me he an' Hanley.
They plan eet all out. 'Twas because
Juan would not be one of them they
keel heem. They would hold her for
ransom ; they say a man comes soon
here who would pay much ; so they try
to put out of the way Senor Macklln.
Tis to get her that Slagin go to the
cabin ; he fail, and then Senor Laud
try another way. He not know when
he come that Senor Macklln get back.
No one know."
Shelby smothered an . oath ; the
whole foul plot suddenly revealed to
him In all Its hldeousness. This then
was what these fiends had been plan
ning; It was plot within plot; crimi
nal against criminal. He was blind
not to have perceived the truth be
fore; now It stood before him In all
Its sheer nakedness. Macklin's drunk
en boast had brought forth Its full
brood ; Hanley, too brainless and
cowardly to lead, had told all he knew
to Indian Joe embellished it, no doubt
and It was just the sort of thins
the latter was eager ta get his hands
Into seemingly a safe game, with a
good stake. Shelby reached out and
drew Olga closer to him in the dark
ness. "I understand, now," he said terse
ly. "We've got to fight this out to
gether. All right, I'm ready. What
is It you want me ta do? Can Mack
lin walk?"
"No, senor; I think maybe he verra
bad off; he not speak now for long
time. Maybe you tell what we do for
"I'm afraid not. Pancha. I've doc
tored some wounds, but I'm no expert
Where Is he? Oh, here."
He bent down in the dark and
touched the motionless figure. His fin
gers sought the man's pulse, which
showed weak but rapid.
"Where was the wound?"
"In the right chest, senor."
"And you have dressed and band
aged it?"
"Yes, senor; the best I could. I
tore up my underskirt"
"Do you know if he bled much?"
"Not since I found heem no; eet
was very little. You think maybe he
Uve, senor?"
"I am unable to answer that Pan
cha," he replied soberly, rising to his
feet. "The man is evidently hard hit
weak from loss of blood and in a
coma now from fever. This is no
place for him. If we could get him
out into the open, bandage his wound
properly and get a doctor for the ball
he might have a fair chance. I can
say no more than that"
"A doctor! Where would there be
a doctor?"
"I know of none this side of Ger-
lasche; an army surgeon is at the
camp there; no doubt he would come."
"Gerlasche! And and he could save
heem, senor?"
"He might; I can promise nothing;
but that would be the only hope."
"But you will help me? You pledge
"I will do whatever I can," Shelby
said earnestly. "I hardly know how
we are going to manage it Once out
side, we might find some poles, rig
up a litter, and so get along, the three
of us."
"Yes," Interposed Olga sympathet
ically, "we must do that If possible.
He cannot be left to die alone in this
horrible place. I am strong, and will
help all I can. Could we now start
at once?" -
"Just a moment Is there an en
trance not far away, Pancha?"
"Not 50 feet, senor."
Then we ought to hear any firing
or snouting witnout. tiverytning
seems quiet Let's make the effort
He sent the Mexican girl on In ad
vance, ana liitea tne unconscious
Macklln upon his back, Olga partially
supporting the helpless body. The
wounded man groaned at the first
movement, but lapsed immediately
into silence again, and Shelby moved
slowly forward with his burden along
the dark, narrow passage. It termi
nated in a small hole, well protected
by a covert of brush, through which
the fellow had to be' drawn cautious
ly. Once on the outside, under the
cold gleam of the stars, they found
themselves protected by the high
banks of a gully, that turned r.harply
to the left, connecting with a deeper
ravine. The three clustered close, and
listened, but no sound broke the still
ness. Satisfied they were not ob
served. Shelby again picked up the
wounded man, and, with Pancha guid
ing, her figure barely discernible In
the gloom, slowly advanced down the
It was hard, slow work, as Shelby
had to carefully pick his way among
the stones, seeking a safe resting place
for each foot. They must move noise
lessly. Their only hope lay In the con
fidence the Indians felt In their death
within the cabin. If they were as
sured as to this, then they had prob
ably scattered, willing to wait until
morning to search the debris for their
bodies. But this they couldn't know.
As they turned Into the ravine they
obtained a glimpse of the burned
cabin. One .wall yet stood, ragged
against the sky. and there was a gleam
of red embers. Occasionally a gust
of air sent sparks flying upward and
spirals of black smoke were visible.
No moving forms could be perceived
about the ruins, and it was evident the
spot was still in a condition to render
exploration impossible.
Huddled closely together in the
shelter of the rocks the fugitives
stared across the open space at the
red gleam. The Mexican girl had
lifted herself upon a projecting stone,
and was searching the shadows with
keen eyes.
"nere do we go?" Shelby ques
"Up the rock trail, senor; there is
no other safe place."
"So I thought Then we must get
under cover before daylight Dawn Is
not far off from the looks of the sky
He paused suddenly..- "What kind of a
looking guy is Hanley?"
"He tall, scrawny, red whiskers."
"Then I got him ; plugged the fellow
through the arm. He won't want any
more for awhile. Come, let's move
on," he added Impatiently. "It's do
ing no good to remain here and stare
at that fire, and it Is no light load
I've got on my back."
The way was a rough one, strewn
with stones, but well protected by
high banks, on either side. Pancha
seemingly knew every inch of It for
she advanced confidently, selecting the
easier path. So they came to the end
of the cleft, where It terminated at
the bank of the creek.
The light from the slowly graying
sky overhead scarcely penetrated the
depths of the ravine, and to the bur
den of carying the heavy body of
Macklln was added the weariness of
the frequent stumbling over the stones
with which the path was strewn. Olga,
fighting off the deadly faintness which
threatened every moment to overcome
her, bore her share of the burden with
a courage that moved her husband
strongly, inasmuch as he felt he was
nearing the end of his strength and
realized what the strain must be on
The events of the next hour re
mained in Shelby's mind more like
some terrible dream than a remem
brance. He was conscious of being
excessively worn, hungry, tired. His
mind did not function, yet he clung
doggedly to his task, with teeth
clinched, and .every muscle aching
from the effort. Macklln moaned once
or twice, but without regaining con
sciousness, and twice Shelby felt com
pelled to lay the wounded man on the
ground, while he regained sufficient
strength to proceed. Once they en
deavored to shift the burden, Olga in
sisting on helping him to bear the
man. But this proved impracticable,
and again Shelby shouldered the body
and staggered blindly up stream.
The sky was gray, a heavy mist
shrouding the valley below, when they
finally attained the opening into the
trail sought. Nothing could be seen of
Lifted the Unconscious Macklin Upon
His Back.
their enemies, and, convinced that as
yet there was no pursuit the three
crept breathlessly Into the shadow of
the bushes, dragging the unconscious
Macklln with them. For some min
utes Shelby lay motionless, struggling
for breath, feeling that all strength
had deserted him. He scarcely real
ized that Olga had lifted his head
Into her lap, and was wiping the
beads of perspiration from his face.
At last, however, his eyes opened, and
he saw her bending over him. The
man's lips broke into an effort to
"Some soft ain't I, little girl?" he
muttered, "but gee I That was a pull,
and I was about all in. Where's Pan
"Back there, where she can look
out. Is it much farther?"
"To the cave, you mean? Yes, It is
a hard climb yet, but we will have It
easier. I'll be all right presently
we'll cut some stakes, and make
I don't know what is the matter
with me," he apologized, ashamed of
his weakness, "hungry, and over
strained, I guess. Maybe I ought to
have left the fellow there.
"Oh, no, Tom ! We couldn't do that.
The poor thing is nearly crazed."
"Pancha? Yes, I know; but she'd
be a heap sight better off with the
guy dead."
"But she will not believe that She
thinks it is all her fault and and
she is such a wild, passionate little
thing. I would do anything to save
him for her."
"There is about one chance In
thousand. Still he's just about ornary
enough to make it We sure don':
owe him anything."
"I am not so certain of that" she
said softly. "I wonder when I would
have known my husband, but for him
I doubt if you hair believe all I con
fessed to you now."
T can scarcely realize it is true, but
belief Is not absent"
The motionless girl at the end of
the rock suddenly turned her head,
and glanced back at them with her
piercing black eyes.
"Senor, Is It true that you love her
your wife?"
"True; of course, Pancha. I told
you so even before I told her."
"An' she love you?"
"I am Senor Shelby's wife, Pan
cha," spoke up Olga quickly, a flash
burning red on her cheeks. "I have
no other ambition."
"But the money! You rich, he say
that Senor Macklln. You not even
care for that?"
"Not very much no. I know noth
ing about it and am perfectly con
tent If it never comes. You must
know what I mean you have loved."
"Yes, señora ; I have loved, and
would still love; money is nothing.
"Yes, Pancha."
"I think as I He here what it was
best to do. They stir down there.
cannot see yet for the fog, but I hear
sounds. Pretty soon they will know,
perhaps. They hunt the burned cabin
nn' find no bone, no tlesn. Wliat will
they do?"
"Laud will suspect the truth."
" 'Tis so, perhaps ; yet I believe we
left no trail, senor. It was all rock
an' water; even the Sioux cannot fol
low that. You know the way now?"
"To the cave yes."
"It Is safe. But if the senor lives he
must have a doctor. You tell me that
and there Is but one way; I must
Shelby straightened up. Instantly
grasping her purpose.
"You mean you will leave us here
to go on alone?"
"Yes, senor; eet Is best They will
not stop me; they will not know. Un
less I meet Senor Laud there is no
danger; perhaps even he will not sus
pect, or interfere. There are horses
there, and I ride often sometimes
even up onto the mesa; no one will
"You are sure you can pass?"
"I am sure I will pass," she said
firmly. "I ride for hees Ufe, senor."
It was the better plan, nor could
Shelby deny the probability of Its suc
cess. No one, unless possibly it might
be Laud, or Hanley, had any reason
to suspect her now. It was a long
Journey to Gerlasche, too long to be
made on foot and if the girl went
with them up the trail, every effort at
rescue would be delayed.
You are right Pancha," he admit
ted. "We'll get him up there some
way. But you better go now, before
the fog rises."
"Yes, senor."
She came over and knelt beside
Macklin, who was moaning slightly.
his head resting on a pillow made by
Shelby's coat As she bent over him
his eyes partially opened, but with no
light of intelligence in them ; they
were dull lusterless.
Senor, senor," she sobbed, pressing
his hand between both her own, "I am
going to ride for you."
Some angel of mercy must have put
the words on his lips, for certainly he
knew her not yet faint fitful, there
came from his lips the cry:
"Pancha! I want you. Pancha!'!
She must have understood, known.
and yet the comfort of that call was
She looked at him dry-eyed, motion
less; then bent and kissed his Hps.
Slowly, regretfully she arose to her
feet and faced them, her cheeks
"Tis all," she said simply, "now I
She vanished without a sound, glid
ing through the fringe of bushes and
down the steep bank to the protection
of the creek. They were alone, but
with their own work to do. Shelby
went at his with quiet efficiency. Se
lecting two stout limbs, similar in size
and length, he ran these through the
arms of his strong corduroy Jacket
binding them into position by two
cross-pieces, hastily prepared, and
lashed firmly with strips torn from his
neckerchief. Macklln, now once again
silent and motionless, his eyes closed,
was lifted gently onto the outspread
coat his limbs upheld by one of the
cross-bars, and then the Jacket but
toned securely about him, forming a
swinging cradle finely adapted for the
purpose. Shelby straightened up,
quite himself again.
"There, that will answer nicely,"
he gald confi.der.tly.. "It 1$ bfiujod. to. be.
a hard climb, but well take our time
to it and rest when we are tired. No
one can see us from below after we
once pass the point yonder."
"Is the trail up hill all the way?"
asked the girl, her eyes searching the
steep face of the bluff.
"Yes, pretty sharp at times, but we'll,
manage. It follows a deep cleft
through the rocks, and once found can
not be lost I'll take this end; that
will give me the most of the weight,
and you lead the way; take it slowly
and you'll be all right"
They picked the litter up between
them, Olga relieved to discover how
lightly, thus distributed, her share of
the burden rested upon her. She was
able to advance easily and pick her
way among the rocks without experi
encing great discomfort. The weight
of the man's body came far heavier
upon Shelby, but the rest and change
had largely restored his strength and
he felt no doubt of his ability to sus
tain this end of the burden. Unable
to see just where he was placing his
feet in the stony path, he stumbled
occasionally, causing the wounded
man to groan in some sudden spasm
of pain ; yet it was evident he did not
"Now I Go." .
suffer greatly. The trail they followed
had so Impressed itself on his memory
that he recalled every turn clearly and
could call out directions to her in a
low voice.
"Turn sharply to the right there ; we
will have to hold the litter higher to
get by that rock; here Is the only
point exposed; once in the shadow of
those trees the way Is completely cov
ered. Yes, we can move rapidly
around this point; from now on there
are rocks on both sides. Take it easy,
and if you need to rest, say so."
Modern Substitute, It Must Be Admit
ted, Is More or Less Flabby and
How long is it since you shivered at
a ghost story? You have read scores
of them in the last few years, stories
of seances and trances, of cross mes
sages and spirits trying to "break
through," but did a single one have
that hair-raising, marrow-chilling
quality we are Justified in demanding
from a real ghost story? What is the
matter with our modern spirits, any
way? In a day when the world has
gone mad on the subject of efficiency,
why do we find our ghosts so utterly
Incompetent so unequal to their Jobs?
Their great trouble is their lack of
definite purpose. There is no reason
whatever for their being, and conse
quently they are insipid, puerile, un
interesting things. They don't even
call themselves ghosts; they are spir
its, a much flabbier term, and the same
general debility runs through their en
tire make-up. They have no wills of
their own. They wait respectfully till
they are Summoned by the very mor
tals they ought to terrify. They an
swer, like bell boys, to the call of
such silly devices as oulja boards.
Can you imagine a Shakespearean
ghost waiting to be summoned? Those
were specters with minds of the
own. They appeared when it pieasea
them to appear, uninvited and more
often than not undesired. You might
shout "A vaunt thee!" till you were
hoarse; you might call them "foul
spirits" or any other uncomplimentary
terms you could think of, but until
their Job was done not one Inch
would they budge. The modern spirit
vanishes if you give him half a chance,
but then he only came in the first
place to oblige you, out of politeness
and weakmindedness. Margaret L.
Ferrand In the New York Evening Post
How Your Sardine Were Scaled.
The scales have already been re
moved from the sardines when yon
open the can. Is the scaling done by
hand? Not any more. Tne sardines
are placed In the cylinders, which re
volve from right to left The contin
ued rubbing of the small fish against
the perforated cylinder case canses
the scales to break oil. A constant
stream of water played on the fish car-,
rles off the scales as soon as they are
detached. When the fish are thor
oughly scaled, they are dropped Into a
drum, placed for that purpose at the
end of the cylinder. Popular Science
The Preacher's Topic.
Billy, not very fond of Sunday
school, was promised a dime every
time he remembered the sermon. For
once he expresses great interest.
"Just think, daddy. It was about fly
ing machines." "What?" said daddy,
you're mistaken." And he answered :
"No, sir, I'm not. The teacher said
Esau sold his heirship to his brother
Its Chief Point
"The wild goose is neither beautiful
nor graceful."
J$ut It's game." . ;.. .
Why Western Canada Can Take
Her Pick of Settlers.
Opportunities and Conditions There
Appeal to the Most Desirable Pos
sibilities of Country Proved.
While Canada wants settlers, and la
pursuing every legitimate means to
secure them. It is realized, as pointed
out by Hon. J. A. Calder, minister of
immigration and colonization, that se
lection is necessary, and in order to
keep undesirables out of the country
legislation is passed that will doubt
less have this effect. As pointed out
by the minister, the class of settlers
which Canada stands most ready to
welcome are those who desire:
Opportunity to acquire good farm
land, either free or at a cost within
their means.
Opportunity to live In a country un
der healthful conditions and liberal
laws and among an intelligent and
friendly people.
Opportunity to live in a country
where children receive free public edu
cation and where all children are en
abled to start in the battle of life with.
as nearly as possible, equal advan
tages. Opportunity to live in a country
where industry applied to the land
will produce something more than the
bare necessities of life, and will afford
within reasonable time comfort and
Opportunity to live In a country
where ambition Is not handicapped by
any creed, birth, or class, but where
every citizen has the right to aspire
to the highest position In his or her
chosen walk In Ufe.
These are the conditions which will
appeal to the most desirable people
for this or any country, conditions
which, to a certain degree, make an
automatic selection of the fittest
Canada possesses farm lands In
large areas which may be had free or
at a cost within the reach of tha set
tler of limited means. Vast areas are
available for settlement within reason
able distances of railways. Land val
ues have in the last quarter of a cen
tury received a tremendous impetus,
so that any good farm land which can
still be secured in its raw state at
reasonable prices Is an attraction.
Such lands today are probably more
attractive to the settler than were the
free homesteads of the pioneer era.
The country has been tried out; its
possibilities have been proved ; the
trails have been blazed; the founda
tions have been laid. Railroads, tele
phones and public roads have been
provided ; market towns dot the prai
ries and other agricultural districts;
schools, churches, and all the marks
of modern conditions of life abound.
Records which have been taken over
a period or years establish tne ract
that Western Canada's ' grain produc
tion is greater per acre than that of
probably any other new country. It is
worthy of note that the production of
grain per acre in many of the older
countries has increased with the in
tensified farming methods which the
very high cost of land made necessary.
This condition does not yet obtain to
any extent in Canada, and yet the
yield compares favorably with some
such countries In which the cost of
land is very much greater than it Is
in the farming districts of the Do
minion. In most cases present owners
of Canadian farm land who are not
cultivating It themselves are willing
to sell at moderate prices and on
terms arranged for the convenience of
the purchaser, provided that the pur
chaser is prepared to go into actual
operation and bring the land under
cultivation and cause it to produce.
That is the kind of settler which Can
ada wants and to whom it extend
open arms. Advertisement
And His Income Tax.
"Bill seems to be quite a statistician.
'Yes, he can figure out anything bul
how to pay that ten he owes me."
Important to all Women
Readers of this Paper
Thousands upon thousands of women
have kidney or bladder trouble and never
suspect it.
Women's complaints often prove to be
nothing else but kidney trouble, or the
result of kidney or bladder disease.
If the kidneys are not in a healthy con
dition, they may cause the other organs
to become diseased.
You may suffer pain in the back, head
ache and loss of ambition.
Poor health makes you nervous, irrita
ble and may be despondent; it makes any
one so.
But hundreds of women claim that Dr.
Kilmer's Swamp-Root, by restoring
health to the kidneys, proved to be just
the remedy needed to overcome such
Many send for a sample bottle to see
what Swamp-Root, the great kidney,
liver and bladder medicine, will do for
them. ' By enclosing; ten cent to Dr.
Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., you
may receive sample size bottle by Parcel
Post. Yon can purchase medium and
large size bottles at all drug stores.
Soap Suds.
He said "Let me hold your palm
olive?" She said "Not on your lifebuoy."
The man who makes only penny
contributions Is usually a cheerful
Now b Tim to Gat Rid of
Tkeaw Ugly Spot.
There's no longer the slightest need of
feeling ashamed ot your freckles, a Othlns
doable strength Is guaranteed to remove
these homely spots.
Simply ret an ouneo of Othlns doublo
strength from your druggist, and apply a
little of it night and morning and you
should soon see that oven the worst freckles
have begun to disappear, while the lighter
ones hava vanished entirely. It Is seldom
that more than ono ounce ts needed to com
pletely clear the skin and sain a beautiful
clear complexion, s)
Bo sura to ask for the double strength
Othlns, as this is sold under guarantee of
money back If It falls to remove freckles.
Travel Is an education It Is an
education in how to get a one-dollai
meal for $1.
Uneasy Is the tooth that wears a
uilsflt crown. -
"Erie Cord" & Olympian Fabric-
QI A1.ITT AND BERVK E. Write (or price UK.
Writ Us tor Complete lofursaausn.
Bay y Hail. 1225 tlOAOVAV
Garments Cleaned or dyed any color.
Out-of-town work Riven prompt atten
tion. Urund Bolldinic, l'th & Ukh St.
where la U. 8. t Denser prices. l-matlfrtnrf ww
returned our erpeoje. EASTERN SHOE REPAIR FAC
trnn a t-q ano kodak finishing. t
--v"J O Denttr rusts ataríais Cessnas'.
626 Sixteenth Street. Denver. Colorado.
Pre-War Prim Coffe
TVC"LlS 8"ld 1100 'or 3 pound sanptr.
CI.. 21st and Market Su.. Denser. Ceia.
Mali Urden Giren Prompt Attention. 10 East Celta.
WANTED Compositors, combination
machine and floor man, cylinder
pressman, folding: machine operator
and stock cutter; open shop. American
plan; 48 hours. Unions on strike for
44 hours. The Globe Printing: Com
pany, Denver, Colorado.
MARCEL. WAVINC We lead In this a
all other lines. Charles Hair & Beauty
Shop, 410 16th St.. Denver, Colo.
Park Fioral Co.. 1643 Broadway.
mail. Milllcent Hart Co.. 721 ISth St.
monds, watches, silverware. Out town
orders careful attention Est. 1S7S.
Itndlnnt Brasity Shop, 1S4 Weltoat St.
Combing-s made into switches and ear
puffs. Special prices on hair goods.
For best pleating, bemstlu-hing. covered buttons and but
ton boles. Write for catalog. 1523 Stout. Denrer. Cole.
Stoekirtarers' Wholesale Sspaly Ce., 1523 Nineteenth at.
Denver. Frequent rains have been
a boon to the western forests this
spring, and the officers of the forest
service, United States Department of
Agriculture, express themselves as
greatly relieved at escaping a danger
which has been keeping them on the
anxious seat.
The danger was that if the summer
fire season came on as usual their
control of the national forests would
be impossible with the funds available
before July 1, when a new fiscal year
begins. .Hence ilie relief that frequent
rains have kept the forests too dump
to permit dangerous conditions to be
come general.
But the government foresters do not
consider that this is entirely due to
favorable weather and timely rains.
The public is becoming Interested In
forest preservation, and the oft-re
peated story of the destruction caused
by human carelessness is beginning to
make its impression. The United
States leads all nations In forest fires.
With over 30,000 fires per year, de
stroying nearly $20,000,000 worth of
-timber and property, this country has
the world outclassed.
There have only been four large
fires so far this year in the 147 na
tional forests scattered throughout the
country one in Minnesota, one in
Florida, and the other two In Arizona,
one of which started in Old Mexico
and swept across the international
boundary. This is an exceptional rec
ord and means much to the forest
Eighty per cent of the forest fires
that occurred In the United States
during the past five years were due to
human carelessness. A camp fire left
burning, a lighted match or cigarette
but thoughtlessly thrown aside, the for
esters say, often cause conflagrations
that take days and weeks of hard
work to suppress. It is for this reason
that they ask every good citizen to
adopt as part of his daily creed the
motto of the forest service PUT
School Benefits by Page Will.
Washington. A $50,000 endowment
for the establishment by the Orches
tral Association of Chicago of a pub
lic school of music in memory of her
brother, is contained in the will of the
late Florence Lathrop Page, wife of
Thomas Nelson Page, former ambas
sador to Italy, filed here for probate.
It disposes of nn estate estimated at
$1,500,000, and in addition to a beqnest
of $250,000 and life use of household
effects, Mr. Page will receive one-half
the Income from the residue of the es
tate during his life time, the other
half going to Mrs. Page's daughters.
Woman Will Get Father's Seat.
Springfield, 111. Governor Small
will appoint Mrs. Winifred Mason
Huck as a member-at-large in Con
gress to complete the unexpired term
of her father, the late William E. Ma
on. A resolution empowering the gov
ernor to fill the vacancy has been
adopted by the Legislature.
Discover Man With Three Voices.
Washington. The federal board for
vocational education has discovered
a man whose vocation, apparently, is
to be a chorus all by himself. He is
Joseph Kaufman, disabled veteran,
and Is able, the board's announcement
asserts, "to sing In three voices at one
time," sounding like "three men slng
Ing ln unison." Only one similar case
has ever been known in the United
States. Kaufman is described also as
"an accomplished and versatile saxo
phone player."
Haywood to Return to U. S.
Chicago. United States District At
torney Clyne has announced that he
had received a radio message from
William (Big Bill) Haywood which
stated that he was leaving Moscow
and would surrender to the federal
authorities as soon as he landed In
this country. Haywood was convicted
of sedition and pending the appeal
was released on $30,000 bonds. When
he did not appear for sentence his
bond was forfeited.

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