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Show Have Kidneys Examined By Your Doctor! Take Salts to Wasfl Kidneys Back Pains You or Bladder Bothe ... By HONORE 'WJI,I SIE • CHAP'PE XI -11- Lydia Gigglea The ~:rs ftew lightly by, llrhtl;r for L;rdla. too, In spite of the heav;r secret she carried of Levine's plotting. Tbe day before they broke camp, L;rdta's old squaw appeared and asked for Cbulle Jackson. Charlie and Kent were cooklnr dlnaer. "Dear me," said MIBI!I Towne, "tell blm to take the poor tlllnr away, LydlL" "Be mu1t feed her, ftrst," exclaimed L;rdla, leadlnr the old Indian over to the cooking shelter. Kent an• Lydia exchanged ctances aa Charlie 'led the squaw-Susie, he called hel"-lnto the woodB, after Lydia bad heaped her old arms with food. Kent and Gustus had put the dinner on the table and they all were Hated at the meal when Charlie returned. "What did she want, Charlie?" asked Olp. "You wouldn't care If I told you," repi.J,ed Charlie, grimly. "But," he llurst forth suddenly, "some day you whit.. wlll pay. Some day the Japs er the Jews will do to you Americans what you've done to u8. "Look here, Lydia, Levine Is up to 110me new cussedness. Old Susie came 011 him In council the other night with tdx of the worst half-breeds In the reservation. She lost her head and bepn to jaw him so she didn't tlnd oat what It was about. And he's get~ the last of my timber bow. Lydia, you've got to help me. When you pt home, talk to Levine." "Gettlnc the Jut of your timber I" exclaimed Kent. "Yes, the law lets 'em get the 'dead and down' stutT and who's going to swear It's fresh stul'l' that he cut this nmmer and will get out next winter?.. "But how does he come to be taking 70ur wood? Why don't you go to see blm yourself?" asked Kent. "I can't answer either of those iJUe&tlons," replied· Charlle, sullenly. The two young whites thought of the attack on Levine, and looked at each other appN"henslvely. "Won't the Indlal'l. agent stop him?" uked Lydia. "He! Why, he's deep In the mire himself with Dave Marshall. My God, Margery arshall went to New York on a bllnd Indian boy's pines I J,ydla, •ave my pines for me I They belong to my tribe. My father was going to Washington three years ago to tell the President about the graft when they shot him from ambush. If I put up a tlght, they'll shoot me. Lydia,• won't you help us?" Neither Kent nor Lydia ever had Men Charlie thus before. He was neither arrogant nor sullen. He was pleading with a tragic hopelessness that moved hll!l two bearers profoundly. "Oh, Charlle I I wlll tr;r," cried l-7dla. "I truly will.' "I knew you would,.. said Charlie, huskily, and he turned back abruptl;r to the camp. Lydia stared about her. Suppotdng, •he thought, that she owned a hundred acres of this pine latad. S'he forgot Kent and concentrated every force of her mind •on sensing what land ownership would mean. And suddenly there stirred within her a desire for acreage, (or trees, sell, atre~ and shrub, a wide demesne that should be hers and her children's forever. "Are you really going to talk to Levine?'' Kent roused her from her reverie. • Yel!l I DI<Jn't I promise tor• "Lots of good It'll do," grunted Kent. "And It yon tell him we overbeard him In the woods, I'll b'e sore." ''I don't see why.'' "Because, after I flnll!lh high school, rm going to tell him I know, to make blm let me In on the deal. Look here, Lyd, don't tell him I was with 70u, anyhow." "Ob, all right," replied Lydia, crossly. ,.For coodnesa' sake. don't let's talk about It any more. I don't see why men always have to be plotting 1 I'm JOinlr back to camp and help pack." The driver arrlnd with the carryall at nine o'clock the next morniJ:ag, and at mid-afternoon, Lydia was dropped at the rate, where Adam took posseSI!Jion of her. The house seemed smaU and dlnu. Lydia dropped her aaltcase In the kitchen. "I've just got to train old Llzzlt." abe sal~ "l!lo that llhe WOD't leave her old carpet sllppen and her apron In the middle of the kitchen flYer, time llhe goes out. I do wtft we had lllsslon furniture lnltead of this everlasting old mahogany. I just peee there'l!l got to be I!JOme reformlnr I• this bonae, tj1is summer." Amos came In th• gate shortly after -'L Lydia was 'lltaltlng tor him at the front door. He looked suddenly lhabhy and old to Lydia and she kissed him very tenderly. It required all th 4 1upper hoar and all the reIDRiDcJer of the evening to tell the 111017 ol tbe C81DP and to answer Llz•d Amos• questions. There .,... .veraJ epllotlae Lydia did aot ....ui ; thAt ot the half-breed eouatll Ia the w.od. tor n:ample. I.Yctta wu llltdq 011 the fl'oat ' step11, the next afternoon, with a book In her lap anti Adam at her feet, when Billy Norton called. Be stopped tor a chat In the gardeo with her father, before coming up to rreet Lydia. "He Is awful homely. A recular old farmer," she thought, comparlnr him with the elegant Gustus and with Kent's careless grace. "Hello, Lyd I Awful glad you're back!" He sat down on the step below her and I.ydla wrinkled her nose. He carried with him the odor ot hay and horses. "How's your mother?" asked Lydia. ·"I'm coming over, tomorrow." "Mother's not so very well. She works · too hard at the blamed .canning. I told her I'd rather never eat It than have her get so done up." "I'll be over to help her," said LydiL "We bad a perfectly heavenly time In camp, Billy.'' "Did you?" asked her caller, Indifferently. "Going to try to sell fudge, this winter, Lyd?" ' "I don't know," Lydia's tone wal!l mournful, "Daddy hates to have ,me. "Oh, All Right," Replied Lydia Crossly. Now I'm growing up be seeml!l to be getting se1;1sltive about my earning mo11.ey." "He's right, too," said Billy, with a note In his voice that Irritated Lydia. • "Mach you know about It I You just try to make your clothel!l and buy your school books on nothing. Dad's just afraid people'll know how little he earns, that's all. Men are seltlsb pl,;s.'' Astonished by this outburst, Billy turned round to look up at Lydia. She was wearing her Sunday dress of the year before, cheap cotton that she had outgrown. The young man at her feet did not see this. All be observed were the dusty gold of her curly head, the clear blue of her eyes and the fine set of her head on her thin little shoulders. "You always look just right to me, Lyd," he said. "Listen, I.yd. I'm not going to be a farmer, I'm-" "Not be a farmer !" cried Lydia. "After II you've said about It!" "No I I'm going In tor two years' law, then I'm going ,nto politics. I tell you, Lydia, what this country needs tpday more than anything Is young, clean politicians." "You mean you're going to do like Mr. Levine?" "God forbid t" exclaimed the young man. "I'm going to tlght men like Levine. And by heck," he paused and looked at Lydia dreamily, "I'll be governor and maybe more, yet.'' "Bot what's changed you?" persisted Lydia. "The fight about the reservation, mostly. There's something wrong, you know, In a system of government that allows conditions llke that. It's against American principles.'' Lydia was Impressed. She forrot that Billy smelled of the barnyard. "Well," she said, "we'd all be proud ot you If you were President, I can tell you." "Would you be I" Billy's voice was pleased. "Then, Lydia, will you walt tor me?" "Walt for your• "Y el!l, till I make a name to bring to you.'' Lydia tluabed angrllJ. "Look here, Billy Norton, you don't have to be slll7, after all the years we've ,known each other. I'm only tlfteen, just remember that, and I don't propose to walt for any maa. I'd aa I!JOon think ot waltfns f 1"-for Adam, aa tor you, anyhow." Billy rol!le with dlgnlcy, and withoot a word 1trode dowv the path to the gate and thence up the road. Lydia stared after him lndlrnantly. ''That old farmer I" llhe said to Adam, who wriggled and slobbered, l!lympathetlcally. 8be wu still lndirnant when J'ohD Levine arrived IUld foliDd her tout- Ina herself and the wames for supper, lnatscrlm ately. Perhaps It was thll!l sense oil lndlcuatlon that made her lesl!l p•tlent than usual with what she was rrowlnr to consider the foibles ot the male sex. At any rate, she precipitated her C!lre~ly planned conversation with Le~lne, when the four of them were seated on the back steps, after supper. The others were listening to Lydia's account of her Investigating tour wltb Charlie. "I shouldn't say It was the best idea In the world for you to be wandering through the woods with that young Indian," waa Levine's comment wbe~~ Lydia bad finished. "I don't see bow you can speak so," cried LydJa, passionately, "when this minute you're taking his pine wood.'' "L~Ia !" said Amos, sharply. "Let ·her alone. Amos," Levine 1poke quietly. "What are you talking about, Lydia?" "The Indians are people, just like us," she cried, "and you're treating them as If they were beasts. You're robbing them and letting them star~e! Oh, I saw them I Charlie showed the poor things to me--all sore eyes, and coughing and eating dirt. And you're making money out of them ! Maybe the very money you llald our note with was made out of a starved squaw. Oh, I can't stand It to think It of you!" Lydia paused with a half sob and for a moment only the gentle ripple o~ the wav~>S on the shore and the crickets were to be heard. Levine, elbow on knee, <'hln on hand, leoked through the dusk at the shadowy sweetness or Lydia's face, his own face calm and thoughtful. "You're 10 good and kind to me," Lydia began again, "how can you be so hard on the Indians? Are you stealing Charlte's logs? Are you, Mr. Levine?" "I bought his pine," replled Levine quietly. "He doesn't believe lt. He thinks you're stealing. And he's so atrald of you. W.hy does he feel that way, Mr. Levine?'' "Lydia! What're you saying!" exclaimed Amos. "Keep out, Amos," said Levine. . "We've got to clear this up. I've been expecting It, for some time. • Lydia, years ago before the government began to support the Indians, they were a fine, upstanding race. The whites could have learned a lot from them. They were brave, and honorable, and moral, and In a primitive way, thrifty. Well, then the sentimentalists among the whites devised the reservation system and the allowance system. And the Indians have gone to the devil, just as whltel!l would under like circumstances. Any human being has to earn what he eats or he degeneratel!l. The only way to save those Indians up there Is to kick them out. The strong ones will live and be assimilated Into our clvlllzatlon. The weak ones will die, Jast like weak whites do." .. But how about Charlle'l!l pines?" Insisted Lydia. . "What makes blm think you're stealing them? And he says that when the pines go, the tribe wm die." "I paid for the pine," Insisted Levine. "An Indian has no Idea of buy. lng and selling. It's a cruel Incident, this breaking up of the reservation, but It's !Ike cutting ol'l' a leg to sa~e the patient's life. Sentiment Is wasted." Lydia was turning over In her mind the scene In the woods between John and the half-breeds. That, then, was a part of the process of removing the patient's leg I The end justified the means. She heaved a great sigh of relief. "Well, then, I don't have to worry about that any more," she said. "Only, I don't dare to think about those starving old squaws, or the baby that froze to death." "That's right," agreed LeYine, comfortably. "Don't think about them." It there was still a doubt In the back of Lydia's mlqd regarding the reservation, for a time, at least, she succeeded In quieting lt. One of the not unimportant results of the camping trip was that Lydia rediscovered tb pine by the ~rate. It was the same pine against which she bad beaten her little flsti!J the night of Patience's death. She liked to sit on the steps and stare 'Rt it, dreamln« and wondering. For the Indians and the pines were now unalterably associated In Lydia's mind. The Ute of one depended on that of the other. Strange thoughts and perhaps not altogether cheerful and wholesome thoughtS for a prl of Lydia's age. So It was probably well that Margery about this time began to show Lydia a certain Margery-esque type of attention. In her heart, In spite of her mother's teachings, Margery had always shared her father's admiration for Lydia. In her childhood It bad been a grudging, jealous admiration that seemed like actual dislike. But as Margery developed as a social favorite and Lydia remained about the same quiet little dowd, the jealousy ot the banker's daughter gave way to llklng. · Therefore, eeveral times a week, Margery appeared on her bicycle, her embroidery bag dangling from the handle bars. The two ~rlrls would then establish thep.1selves on -cushions by the water and sew and chatter. One day Lydia said, "l wish we had hardwood ftoors like yours." "What kind are yours?" inquired Margery. "Just pine, and kind of mean, splintery pine, too. "Upstairs at Olga's all the t!oors were that way," said Margery, "and they' bad a man come and sandpaper 'em and put kind of putty stul'l' In the cracks and oil and wax 'em and they look tlne." ''Gee!" said Lydia, thoughtfully. "I'll do 1t I And I'll cut our old livIng-room carpet up Into two or three rugs. Llzzle'll have to squeeze enough out of the grocery money for fringe. I'd rather have fringe than a fall coat." Amos, combi.• home a night or so later, found the living-room ftoor bare and J,ydla hard at work with a bit of glass and sandpaper, scraping at the slivers. "Ain't it awful?" asked Lizzie from the dining room. "She would do lt." "Lizzie's complained all day." said Lydia. "She doesn't reallze how our house lookl!l like 'poverty and destruction• compared with other folks'. I'm golna to get some style into It, ·If I have to tear It down. Oh, daddy, don't you l'et sick of bein1 poor?" "Yel!l," sald Amos, shortly, "and I think you're a silly ~rlrl to wear yourself out on thll!l kind of thing." Lydia sat up and looked at him. She was growing fast and was thinner than ever, this summer. "If mother was all~e." she said, "she'd know exactly how I feel." ~uddenly there came to Amos' memoty a weak and tender voice, with contralto notes In It like Lydia's. "Lydia," he said, abruptly, "make the house over If you want to, my dear," and he marched out to the kitchen to wash and take otT his overalls. It took Lydia se~eral days to complete her task. When It was done the Flush your kidneys by drlnkln~ n quart of water each day, also tuko salts occasionally, says a noted authority, who tells us that too much cracks were I!Jtlll prominent and the rlcb food forms acids which almost oily tlnlsh wu spotted But In Lydla'l paralyze the kidneys In their efforts eyes It was a work of art and she cut to expel It from the blood. They bethe old carpet Into three partS with come sluggish· and weaken; then you enthusiasm. She sewed the fringe on may suffer with a dull misery In the the rugs, on the front porch. Slttln1 kidney region, sharp pains In the back so, she could see Marrery when she or sick headache, tllzzlnes , your appeared far down the road. OD the stomach sours, tongue Is coated, and afternoon on which she finished the when the weather is bad you have last of the rugs Charlie Jackson and rheumatic twinges. The urine gets not Mar~ery'appeared. clou11v full of sediment the channels I • ' ._ ' He admired the rugs and the gleam often get sore and Irritated, obliging of the shining ftoor through the door- you to seek relief two or three times way. Then, without preamble, he during the night. asked,, "Did you talk to Le~lne, To help neutmlize these irrltattn~ Lydia? nclrls, to help cleanse the klrlne-.,;.·s ''Yes," she said. 1 ''He--he just doesn't see It any way but his, Char- and flush tT the body's urinous wa te, lie! He Insists that the only way to get four ounces of .Jnd Salts from any save you Indians Is to make you work pharmacy here; tnke u tablespoonful for a living." In a glass of water before breakta t "He's doing it all . tor our good, for a few dn~·s, and your kidneys may huh?" sneered Charlie. then act fine. This famous salt!! I!:! "He doesn't pretend. He says he made from the udd of grapC's ano\ wants the land. He's payln,; for It, lemon juice, combined with lithia, an I though." h:J.s been usecl for ~·ears to help flush "Paying for It!" cried the Indian. and stimulate !<lugglsh kidney ; also "How's be paying tor It, do you to neutralize the acids In the y~tem know?" so thPy no lon.gPr lrrita te, thus often "No, and I don't want to know! relleYing bladder weakness. I'm tired of hearing things about Mr. Jud Salts i,; lnexp~>nSi\e, cannot inLevine." jure nr.d mnk('S a delightful ei'fel'\'es"I don't care It you are," said Char- cent llthia-wntPr tlrlnk. lie, grimly. "You might as well decide right now whether you're going to take him or me for your friend. You can't have us both." "I wouldn't give up 1\fr. Levine for anyone on earth." Lydia's voice shook with her earnestness. "And I don't see why I have to be dragged Into this business. I've nothing to do wlt."'l it.'' A llEAlJTIFCL COI\lPLEXIONfvron1yfU:>. your dealer tor Klt1:010LA or wr1to ''You have, too I You're white, and Dr. C. Ask H. Borry Co. J~pt. W, CbiCILifO. It's every white's business to judge In this. You'll be taking some ot the prQflts of the reservation It lt'l thro·wn open, yourself.'' "I will not !" cried Lydia. "I wouldn't want an Inch of that land.'~ ! Then she cau~rht her breath. Som• thing within her said, "Wouldn't, ehhaarlcm oil has been a worldItot the vast acres of cathedral pines, wide remedy for kidney, liver and you thought of as yours, at camp1'' bladder disorders, rheumatism, She ftushed and repeated vehemently, "Not an Inch!" lumbago and uric acid conditions. Charlie smiled cynically. "Listen, Lydia, I'll tell you how Levine pays for his Indian lands.'' 1 1 F was modeled after that of the reigning monarch, or I!JOmetlmes from that of the queen. Of the numerous Egyptian sphinxes the mol!lt celebrated and remarkable. ot course, Is the Great Sphtnx of Glzeh, lying hmonl' the· pyramids as a gnardlan of the necropolis. From Inscriptions found on this famous monument when the dust of ages was cleared away from the front of It in 1816, the figure Is taken to represent Harmachla, a special form of the sun Q()~D M~lt)l4\t ~ HAARLEM OIL CHAPTER XII correct internal troubles, stimulate vit!ll organs. Three sizes. All druggists. Insist on the ori&inal gemline GoLD MEDAL. The High School Senior "Years ago," began Charlie, grimly, "my. father foresaw what the whites . were trying to d€\ None oC H1e other Fattest Empire Knight full-bloods Mi."te''1!d him. Father was 1\lnul l'omare, miui><ter nf h('alth in the cblef of the tribe and he called _ "ew :leal:mol few thP ln,;t 1-! yo•nrR, 11:: council after council until at last they reputP() to he tht> most f•orpnleut koigllt !ill decided he'd better go to Washing- i ton and see If he could get help from i of the Brit ish Pmpire. 'l't'!Hlitlon In the Indian commissioner. Even then . "pw :f.paJPntl requires that nt least John Levine had a following of half- 1 one memhr1· of cahlnet ~hnulrl hP n breeds. He told the yellow curs to :'llaori. mHl J>ou~:u·e fills thut mle. HP kidnap my father and he'd see It be i:; a piJp,il'ilm by prnfe"><lun, n graduatr of tltP l'niYPrslty of <'hkngo. i DEMAND "BAYER" ASPIRIN Aspirin Marked With "Bayer Cross'' Has Been Proved Safe by Millions. 'Vnrnlng! Unless you see the name "Bayer" on package or on tablet. you are not getting the genuine Bayer Aspirin proved safe by milllons and prescribed by physicians for 26 years. ::lay "Bayer" when you buy Aspirin. Imitations may proYe dangerous.-Adv Among the Ia tPst fm ention. · is ,HJ electr!cally-dt·in'n lifPIHwy, designed to enublt• H I'PSt'Uel' to l'l'UCh a tii'OWII· in~ person quickly. ·- The Health of a Mother Is of Great Importance "Father Put Up an Awful Fight and They Killed HIM." could make him more reasonable. 8o the half-breeds laid in ambush the day father started for Washlncton. Father put up an awful fight and they rod. killed him !" "Oh, Charlie!" cried Lydia, dropF or~vable pine her sewing. "Oh, Charlie!" .James M. Whistler, the artist, who "Yes," said the Indian, tensely, "IUld w•s noted tor his peculiarities, on one though Levine wam't there he wai. occasion was walking about an art just as much ll17 father's murderer u gallery, gazing with eyeglass In ac- If he'd fired the shot. Of course, noth· tlon at the pictures. Another artist, lng was ever done by the authorities. who knew him slightly, was sitting In It was hushed up as an Indian tlrawL the center of the room when a friend But my sister, she was twent)' then. approached him and begged an lntro- she found out about Levine aDd abe duction to Whistler. Feeling very came In and set fire to his hoUM one proud to be able to IJI'Ilnt his friend's night, thinking she'd burn hfm te request, he rose and approached the death. Instead of that, she Jut Ballin... and Brain• American. scared his old hired man, who .,.. We learn I!JOmetblnr new every clay. drunk. Levine waa a way from home. Thus a I!JCientlet bas dli!ICOvered a close "Ob, Mr. Whistler," be l!lald a Uttle But he's a devil He found out It kinship be~ the lou ot balr and ne"ously, "excuse me, this Ia my was my sister and he told her the the rrowth of ~- That Is to 887 friend, Mr. B." • only way abe could keep lrom MfDa the bald-beaded man Ia more IntelWhli!IUer halted In bla alow march Jalle4 was to sell bfm all ear • • lectual than his well-thatched brother• around the room. and then lookln1 tor a hundred dollars. So she diG. PerbaPII, perbapL But the bald- back over his l!lhoulder and caatlna a but she 1hot at him that TbanlrqtYlu headed men han atlll to prove lt.- rap•d rlance at B., be replied, "Oh, In- nlrht when e'd been at :rov aao...,~ Phlladelpbla 61e4; Wall, It cloea't ID& 81'.,. (TO a• OOMTDrUBIDo.J ln/lulrw. ROVER zo YEARS Greek Sphinx Unlike Ideas of Egyptians The Greek sphinx was not a monument, like the surviving sphinxes of Egypt. She was a ereature of Greek mythology, havlnr the body of a lion. the wings of a bird, the tall of a serpent and. the head of a woman. She presented the Thebans with a riddle, according to the legend, and slew all those who were unable to guess lt. Edipus l!lolved It at length, and In chagrin she cast herself over a ciyr and died. Somewhat similar composite figures are familiar In Egyptian art-bodies ot lions with beads of c.tber animals or of men. The Greeks called thel!le representations sphinxes, and we have adopted their term. To the Egyptians, however, the figures were artl.atic conceptions ot an lmactnary animal believed to be a faYOrlte lncat'Datlon of Re, the sun rod. The pharaohs were held to be the descendantS ot Re, and hls representatives on earth. For thllt reai!JOn the face of a sphinx If~ Reno, Nev.-"1 do not hesitate to recommend Dr. Pierce's Favorlto Prescription to be a floe medicine. During expectancy and afterward I always took the 'Favorite Pregcrip.. tlon and I know that it was wonderful help and banetH to tne. It gave me strength and courage and helped me In every way. I would advise prospective mothers to ~tlve this old and reliable remedy a fair trlal.''-1\frs. Z. Clark, 633 W. 2d St. Go to your neighborhood drug store and get Favorite Prescription In tablets or liquid. Write Dr. Pierce. President Invallds' Hotel In Buffalo, N. Y., and receive good medical advice free. Have you ever tried Dr. Pierce'• Pleasant Pellets for the stomach apd bowels? Your dealer bas them-60 Pellets, 8(. cents, in handy glass vials. .. ~e-rs ~'((,!0 Easeirrltated ~ throats, relieve coughs and sweeten . ( .. ., the breath with ,v.l)~ Luden'a. s:~~· BOOKS Aay book you want -by mail, C. 0. D. X)eaeret Book Co. " East So. TeiDPie, Salt t.ake City, Utab W. H. U., ea1t a e City, No. 11--11127. |