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Show THE LEW SUN, LEI! I, UTAH rr Iff" rozen dim yp.rn 4 1 W.N.U. SERVICE. ... ervM P JH. m 7 ...uT 13 r""' AS THE STORY OPENS S i ! cnnset House, fa the Canadian norfh, Jim Stuart, At hii far ??, overturned canoe in the lake. With hit headman, L a cbre. ''g.ndriter Aurore LeBlond, daughter oi hit rival in the fur he rescue" W Aurore provei to be a charming companion. Le. ten. c"0' . . ,'if.breed lieutenant? arrives in aearch of the missing ,ilb Pd?s yi i enmitT toward Jim. though LeBlond acknowledges hit . . tnrie. i I"'" Rafter Hontinued and . trade-goods L becked and stowed away f the coming of the Ojibwas f '. ,.rfo Stuart nre- L follow the freight canoes, k for from the spring trade. L Lake Expanse, the head-Is head-Is 0f the district. There he I listen, In sullen silence, Ibb chief; Andrew Christie, deep Into the night of the I of Sunset Bouse to obtain L of the trade. With end-Iteration end-Iteration the stiff-necked in-s, in-s, would dwell on the cost of j the post and Its small I returns In fur while Jim, rag-Inrdly, rag-Inrdly, endured in silence. Jroa the Increasing stiffness I manner of his chiefTthe dls-Hed dls-Hed Stuart knew that the end fcet House would mean the I Ms advancement in the com-J com-J service. For a failure Is a The fact that he had been 1 to lead a forlorn hope that p Boose was doomed from the Jhi would be forgotten. He Have had his chance. If he I with the Hudson's Bay, they send him somewhere as clerk, ot to a luckier man. line Journey' to Lake Expanse consume a fortnight and jhght of what might await kind a certain split rock on lad ten miles across the. un-I un-I surface of Mitawangagama in to postpone his start with - - - - - . f ' ' I spell of the northern summer cloudless sky; the dusky, fjfeen of the ridges ; the cool I of the translucent lake, as pled alongshore toward the fra et-lines at the outlet, to f the sharp eyes which fol-4 fol-4 Ms departure from the post ;th i mage lunge his pad-e pad-e the water to foam. Across e they laughed at the name, I House, did they? So they hole Pipestone and Stur-$r Stur-$r trade by bribing a sore-f sore-f Well, as Omar said, there jays of handling a Bhaman. Pi an old hand at that game. W Omar should have their I would go to the sum-JN sum-JN of the Pipestone Lake f-nj the war Into the jnntry. Jim Stuart's fu-Pifar-nian was at stake. He'd .7. tat now all rules were henceforth there'd be no ',- his anger cooled as he f the girl whose message P paddling ten miles to look rock, a reckless v H he admitted. Some day .and followed. They, ; be caught! Then what? M aloud at the thought of LeBlond. tJla stuart approached Jai . 6 8tony each of tiSle!p n8fron the canoe, searched the hnsh f;Vt the telltale JJ i note which she had itTe- Then. lying na-iiSe na-iiSe 'fJ to his uprise Hhi.7 , 1 M not 8eem S ?f enip f ni. h Picked it fc last Paradis here, Td come tomorrow I" "Weel today do?" From the thick spruce in hl3 rear a voice wheeled Jim in his tracks, as Paradis appeared ap-peared in the brush back of the canoe, carrying a gun. Stuart was unarmed. With evident satisfaction, satisfac-tion, Paradis leered at the man who watched him, "Well, Monsieur Stuart, here ees Paradis 1" he taunted. "You have your weesh. What weel the writer of love notes do about eet?" "lou're a pretty specimen of a man, Paradis," said Jira coolly, refusing re-fusing to take the situation seriously. serious-ly. "You swing a gun on me, then ask me what I Intend to do. Drop that gun and come down here on the beach, if you're not afraid, and I'll show you what I'll do about It" "Ah, he boasts." Paradis grinned In derision. "Well, there's only one way to call a bluff," drawled Jim. "You hold the cards. It's your play." "Yes, it ees my play." As Paradis Para-dis bent with laughter, Jim edged a yard nearer. "But I have not made np my mind weder to shoot you for de insult you give me or take you to Louis LeBlond and let you taste de sting of Black Jules' dog-whip." dog-whip." " At the fantastic threat the hard-thinking hard-thinking Stuart grinned in derision, but the situation was not humorous. Was the wild-eyed Paradis, fingering finger-ing the trigger of his rifle, fifteen feet away, unbalanced over the girl or flrunkT Either "condition was equally dangerous with that gua "Shoot me, eh?" Jim scoffed, sliding a moccasin a foot nearer the man who covered him. "You'd hang, if my man, Omar, didn't get you first, and they'd run the North-West Trading company out of the bush." Then an idea flashed through his active brafn as the Inflamed eyes of Paradis glared at him. "Take me to LeBlond. It's his daughter. Let him settle It" "I settle my own affair." The face of Paradis was distorted with passion. pas-sion. Slowly he brought the rifle to his shoulder. Stuart's heart started with a leap.. The man was crazed I He would ehoot! With a desperate bound Jim strained to reach the madman to deflect his aim; but !1 D 1 wuu Will SPA thof 'ove notes he ihe next ttm rsttnda,nPenei,ln --SIC " ana "signed. i L 8 her te,haS :itn; LeBlond wodd !ntei!,,u 8it- IS the V!i , hful 01J the vT' W had left i ? la th ft SI Take Me to LeBlond. It's His Daughter. Let Him Settle It" fell, sprawle'd in low brush far short of his goal, . as Paradis backed away, his gun still covering his enemy. "Ahr chuckled the other, "that was worth de blow in de face at Medicine Stone to see yon Jump like a frog." Jim got to his feet, his eyes on the grimacing face behind the rifle barreL He must get closer risk being be-ing hit to get that gua But how? Lowering the rifle, Paradis said with a chuckle: "Now that I have made you Jump, I weel make a leetle hole through your heart. Monsieur Jeem Stuart" Then he raised the rifle and took deliberate aim. The leveled gun was yards away, with low bush between. - It was hopeless. If he rushed. Paradis couldn't miss him. Then, sucking In a deep breath. Jim deliberately folded fold-ed his arms over his chest, and taking tak-ing a desperate chance, challenged : 'All right I'm readvt 'iw,il.ht through the heart t" " For a space the black tube covered cov-ered the chest of the man whose eyes did not waver. "Your arm Is een de way. De shot weel not be a clean one," muttered the man whose finger slowly curled on the trigger. Jim Stuart's straight gaze held the grimacing face behind the black tube sighted on his laboring heart but doubt slowly chilled him. Had he misjudged his man? Did Paradis. Para-dis. after all, Intend to murder him? Slowly, under the strain, the sweat broke from his forehead. Better to take the chances of a rush than to be shot like a spy against a wall Then, as Jim stiffened for a headlong head-long leap, with a laugh Paradis dropped his gun butt "Now we go an see Louis LeBlond." Le-Blond." Jim let the breath out of his lungs. It had seemed minutes while he looked into that gun muzzle. It had taken all the nerve he had. But It had worked that trick; or was Paradis merely baiting him? "Get Into your boat! Take de stern and paddle! If you move, I shoot you for sure!" ordered Paradis. Para-dis. Jim did as he was told. Facing him, with the gun in his hands, Paradis Par-adis squatted in the bow of the boat, and they started along the shallows of the shore. "You think you are luckee I deed not shoot you, Monsieur Stuart of de Hudson's Bay; but when Louis LeBlond hear you come to meet hees daughter den you weesh ' I shoot. Dat beeg dog-whip of Jules' oh ! I can hear It seeng now. Crack I She go on your back I" The threat of Paradis fell on deaf ears. Jim was not worrying over LeBlond. But he did not relish the humiliation of being brought into the post by the unbalanced Paradis. He pictured the mirth in the eyes of Aurore LeBlond. But as for the Jealous Jeal-ous and demented Paradis, he almost al-most pitied him. There would be no mercy when she learned how he had spied upon her movements. And LeBlond? She'd laugh at him, as she did that night at Sunset House. Beyond the Island of the split rock, across a half-mile of quiet water, wa-ter, lay another and larger one. As Jim paddled leisurely, Ignoring the abuse of the man squatted in the bow, holding his rifle, he wondered whether this strait was visible from LeBlond's place on the mainland. "You didn't tell me how far your place Is from here," he said, as the water began to boil behind his paddle. pad-dle. Tree-four mile. Not far. Don't hurry. Louis LeBlond, he weel soon enough teach you to come sneaking 'round de south shore for de love lettair." Paradis laughed uproariously. Then, as the man in the bow lurched forward and Jerked himself to an upright position, Jim suddenly sudden-ly realized that he was not mad, but drunk. On his knees, Stuart rapidly drove the light birchbark Into the strait with his brisk stroke. From LeBlond's Le-Blond's the canoe could not be seen ! With a lurch of his heavy body, Jim rolled the light canoe over as he plunged into the lake. As the speeding canoe capsized, with a cry the surprised Paradis slid headlong into the water as his rifle exploded. Rising beyond reach of the boat, for an instant he beat the water desperately ; then sank. As he rose again to the surface, coughing cough-ing from swallowed water, Stuart gripped his collar to push the floundering floun-dering Paradis to the boat; but, frantic with fear, the drowning man flung himself at Jim's neck. Holding the struggling Paradis away with a stiff left arm, Jim sucked in a deep breath and sank beneath the surface; then, as he rose, struck the gasping man fiercely fierce-ly In the face. The fingers which clutched Stuart's shirt relaxed, and he pushed the half-conscious trader to the boat floating bottom up. "Now, can you hear that dog-whip dog-whip sing?" he laughed. But the man Jim held beside the upturned canoe was too busy coughing up wa-rer wa-rer to hear too frightened to answer. an-swer. "You're a clever man with the In-,ians, In-,ians, Paradis, but there're some .ricks you don't know," taunted jlm, as he swam beside the boat "Look out I You'll roll into the lake if von move!" he warned, as the dazed passenger lifted a livid face to the man In the water. At last they reached the shore, and wading to the beach with the man who had ambushed mm, Jim dropped him none too tenderly. "Now, what are yon going to tell LeBlond, when you can walk and are able to find your boat which yoa have hidden somewhere on this shore?" he asked of the hiccoughing Paradis propped on bis elbow, his red eyes picturing his fear of what awaited him at the bands of the Hudson's Bay man. Paradis weakly shook his head. "Yon deserve a good north country coun-try beating, my friend, for throwing throw-ing that gun on me. Yon might have pulled that trigger. But for spying on Miss Aurore, you deserve 111 take this." Stuart suddenly bent over the shivering Paradis. who shrank from the blow he entici pated. and Jerked a knife from Its sheath on the other's belt "Yes." Jim went on. "you deserve getting this between four ribs for following her out here, and I'm goln" to le you have It." With a black scowl Jim drew the skinning knife and thrust at the helpless man at his feet The mottled face of Paradis went white, as he shrank from the Wow. But the shining blade stopped Inches from his ribs. "Uow'd'yuh like that, my brave beauty? Not so nice when the other man has the whip hand, eh?" "Don't I don't!" whimpered the man on the beach, too weak to move. "I onlee play wld you I nevalre shoot!" "Well, the least I can do Is to cut a birch whip and give you what you promised I'd get" But Stuart had had enough of this head man of LeBIoml s. The yellowness of spirit of the one who, an hour before, had held a rifle on his heart, disgusted him. And across the lake Omar was waiting. "Just remember one thing, Paradis," Para-dis," he said, "when you He about what , happened this, morning I didn't let you drown when I had s "Look Out! You'll Roll Into the Lake If You Move!" good reason to. From now on, between you and me there'll be war. You've started to put me out of business you and LeBlond : but before be-fore you're through you'll know you've been In a fight Now go back and tell them a cock-and-bull yarn about what happened to you!" Turning from the surprised Paradis, Para-dis, Jim stepped into his boat and started for Sunset House. As he passed the split rock he suddenly swung the canoe with a sweep of bis paddle and started furiously back up the shore. Her note? Paradis Para-dis must have it In his pocket. It could be dried and read. But when Jim reached the strip of beach where he had left his man, it was empty. CHAPTER III THAT afternoon.otf the' shore at Sunset House, Omar sat pulling gloomily at his pipe beside the loaded load-ed and waiting peterboro, scanning the wide reaches of the still lake for a sign of Jim's canoe. "He go for to see dat woman," he muttered, with an ominous shake of his black head, as be cut a pipeful from a piug of Company nigger-head. nigger-head. Then he turned with a scowl at the sound of Sarah's shrill voice. "Were ees Meester Jeem?" As he glanced around at her Omar's swart features slowly ex panded In a smile. Sarah's coal-black head was resplendent in a crimson scarf. "Why you laugh?" she demand ed angrily, her black eyes snapping as Omar's mouth widened Into a leer. He liked to bait the fiery Sarah. You look lak' de sky w'en de sun set Marthe, she see you?" The thickset Sarah wrathfully stamped her moccaslned foot on a pebble, and as quickly lifted it with a grunted, "Io!" of pain. "Were ees he? You not go to Lak' Expanse?" Ex-panse?" she snapped. Ignoring the allusion to her scarf. "Ah-hah. we go I" replied the amused Omar, refusing to share his susDlcions with the Inquisitive Ojlbwa, who had evidently been won over by Aurore s gift "She geeve you dat? You lak dat crazee girl of LeBlond?" Tossing ber gaudy bead, the self-conscious self-conscious Sarah turned away as she proudly threw over ber shoulder: "Eet tak' manee mink skin to buy dls seelk shawL" With a shrug of his heavy shoulders shoul-ders at the fickleness of women. Omar resumed his vigil by the lake. In mid-afternoon Jim's birch-bark slid In to the shore. Leaving Esan In charge of the post, planning his coming campaign in the Pipestone country. Stuart and Omar, with Smoke running near shore, paddled late Into the June twilight Should he ever see her o!n Tim wondered. It wonld be August when he returned from Lake Expanse, and then mey musi start rth with Esau. When they re turned from the summer camps of the Pipestone Ojibwas, she would be gone. And now, when Paradis told bis story, LeBlond would have ner watched followed. There would be no message at the spin rocK not even a good by. km th stem of the canoe nosed a wedge-shaped ripple over the still .!. ttoi with the rose of the aft erglow, past the silhouettes of cr.rnr ridires Durriie againsr ine flushed sky. the poignant memory of the bewildering gin tne storm uaa brought to Sunset House aecom- j ITO BS CONTINUED! No Snap for Memben of U. S. Marine Band Anyone who thinks a member of the United States Marine Band has a soft snap of it should take a trip to the Marine barracks and get a glimpse of tha musicians at work. There's no chance for temperament In the dally routine of the Marine Band which Is heard In the National 4-II club program of the National Farm and Home Hour on the first Saturday In each month. Rehearsnls are sefious occasions when every man Is tuned up to concert con-cert pitch, for every member of the band understands the high expectations expecta-tions of the American public when the United States Marine Band ap-pears ap-pears In radio broadcasts. Captain Taylor Branson, renowned leader of the band, wields the baton for the organization, and his able direction and Intimate .understanding .understand-ing of arrangements play a big part In the splendid performances. Besides the vigorous rehearsals, there are numerous engagements to be filled by the Marine Band which Is In constant demand for diplomatic diplo-matic functions, civic and patriotic parades, White nouse concerts and the various governmental and social affairs that play a part in the daily life of the Nation's Capital. MICROPHONICS . 1 JOE i "TUESDAY AND THURSDAY NIGHTS Women love him and so do the men! For he's the greatest guy fa the worldl He'll make you laugh and cry. Don't miss him! Sent to you by Heinx Rice Flakes "One of the 57 Varieties." COLUMBIA COAST-TO-COAST NETWORK SALT LAKE CITY. . . . .Station KDYL 8:00 P.M. (M.S.T.) SPOKANE.. Station KEPY 7:00 P.M. (P.8.T.) Quit Possible "Haven't I seen you somewhere some time?" "Quite likely. I've been there," Mora Comfortable Food-Crank Did you ever try sleeping on a heavy meal? Optimist No, I always use a bed. Jessica Dragonette, NBCs songbird, song-bird, returned from a short holiday In Bermuda with a new definition of a zebra. She says she overheard a native describe the black and white striped aulmala as "sports' model mules." Wilfred Glenn is always called Bill. He says his father named him Bill because he came on the first of the month. He was born In Califor nia, which makes him one of the sun-kissed singers. "I see that whiskers are again In vogue lu England," remarked Ray Knight, the radio comedian. "Personally, "Per-sonally, I prefer my mutton chops on the inside of my face." Each member of the cast of "The Goldbergs" Is Jewish. Mrs. Gertrude Berg, the originator and author of the sketches, plays Mrs. Goldberg. James R. Waters, the father, Is an alumnus of "Abie's Irish nose." Rosle Silber and Alfred Kohn play the children. Anne S. Sutherland, the NBO dra matic actress who plays Ma Betts in "Moonshine and Honeysuckle," as a sideline operates a tea room In New York's Greenwich Village. For years Miss Sutherland played .in Broadway productions under themanagement of Charles Frohman and David Belasco. Principals in the new WABOColum-bia WABOColum-bia comic sketch of the prize ring, "Joe Talooka," could come to blows In what might be termed the battle of the century. Four of them have worked out Inside the ropes. There's Ted Bergman, 200-pound Palooka of the act, who once In his varied life managed a New York ' gymnasium. . . . And heavyweight Ham Fisher, cartoonist-creator of the comic sttlp on which the act Is .based, who sparred In school, hobnobs with all the fighters and still works out with them. , . . Ted nusing, ring-sida commentator at Palooka bouts, who took it on the chin while In the army. . . . Harry von Zell, program pro-gram announcer, once an amateur lightweight boxer of the Pacific coast. That accounts for all but ISO-pound Frank Readick, who plays the part of Knobby Walsh, Palooka's classy manager. He'll toss In the sponge. Ens is easy to look at, but hard to get along with. Always faultfinding . . . scolding... scold-ing... bothered by "nerves." How unhappy he is 1 And so is her husband. And yet the "balance" that comes from good health and steady nerves would make a tremendous tremen-dous difference in their lives. ' Fellows' Syrup wUl help 1 It will improve the appetite, "tone up" the system, and so increase vitality. It Is a wonderful medicine medi-cine for the "run down." Ask your druggist drug-gist for tenuint FELLOWS 4 1-.,imii!I.jK;.-' . ! - . J v, Log Finally Vanishes A spruce log, 28 feet long and 14 feet in diameter, which was the butt-cut butt-cut of a tree that took 11 flat cars to carry, finally went down to the bay with a tide after being In the Columbia Colum-bia Box and Lumber company's mill pond at South Bend, Wash., for 20 years. The log could not be hauled Into the head rig without tearing out part of the mill building. It finally was pushed Into the current a much scarred derelict. At Least in School Small Boy Fifty cents for goose eggs? I always thought they were nothin' ! Judge. Whale Oil Food In the good old whaling days that sea captains like to talk about, whale oil was an illuminant Now it Is a food. Hydrogen gas Is passed through it In the presence of nickel filings a process of hydrogenatlon. A rather cheap oil is thus converted convert-ed into a more expensive hard fat. A good deal of the margarine that is sold outside of America is composed com-posed of this promoted whale oil. Stag Leaps Over Motor Coach Tourists visiting Mlnehead, England, Eng-land, recently got en extra thrill while viewing the Doone valley when a stag hunted by the Devon and Somerset staghounds leaped over the sight-seeing motor coach. The coach had been stopped to enable en-able the passengers to watch the hounds. Suddenly the stag broke cover and Jumped from one field to another over the heads of the tourists. Rare Books Filmed The rare and valuable volumes of the Sterling library of Yale are being preserved by copying on tiny films. In this way persons Interested may be allowed to consult and examine the works without the necessity of risking the originals. Thirty-two hundred hun-dred pages may be copied on 200 feet of film and at the rate of 300 or 400 pages an hour. A book of 250 pages may be copied on a film which when rolled is no larger than a spool of cotton. The films when properly cared for are almost everlasting. Eggshell Etiquette Whatever the origin of crushing the shell after eating the egg, the practice has been for years in France an exhibition of good manners. man-ners. Claude Hardy translated Erasmus Eras-mus on etiquette in 1613. "To clean an eggshell with the fingernails or the thumb is absurd; to do it with the tongue is still more ridiculous; It can be done more decently with the knife." , If you can't honestly carT for all the things a cultnred person Is expected ex-pected to, why not confess? Bears Coloring The cinnamon bear and the black bear of America are not two separate sepa-rate and distinct species, as many people think. The same black she-bear she-bear may give birth to black cubs one year and to cinnamon ones the next, or she may have one of each at the same time. Likewise cinnamon cin-namon bears often produce black cubs. Unsatisfactory Assets Frozen assets consist of pronv Issory notes and other evidence of Indebtedness, which, although they are good, cannot be collected Immediately. Im-mediately. For example, a bank has lent a man money on a note for a, year. The note is perfectly good, but business is bad for the bank,' many people take their money out, and a lack of funds develops. The note and many like l cannot be turned into cash for some months because they are not due. They are therefore called "frozen." Electric Eel Catfish The so-called electric eel a resident resi-dent of the rivers and lakes of Brazil Bra-zil and the Guinas, Is not really an eel at all, but a near relative of the catfish family. It Is eel-like in shnpe, however, and the larger of the species is able to discharge art electric current sufficiently powerful power-ful to kill creatures It comes In contact con-tact with. The shock is most powerful pow-erful when the victim comes In contact con-tact with the bead and tail of the fish at the same time. Crocodiles' Pal The huge Jaws and teeth of tha crocodile, lying in the sun along the sandy banks of the upper reaches of the Nile river In Egypt, hold no terrors for the crocodile bird. This bird, otherwise known as the Egyptian epur-wlnged lapwing, lap-wing, unconcernedly hops In and out of the crocodiles' mouths where It. digs parasites from between tha reptiles' teeth. Anything but Funny The suggestion is made that the college establish a chair of laughter, laugh-ter, but the one the practical Joker, with a perverted 'sense of humor, pulled out from under you as you were sitting down, to get a laugh, hardly would answer the purpose, -we reckon. Cincinnati Enquirer. Climbed the Ladder "Murphy got rich quick, didn't he?" "He got rich so quick that he can't swing a golf club without spitting on his hands." Stray Bits. 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