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Show i I THE LEIII SUN. LEIII. UTAH jL- - Til : -- 111 no find J ltd -LsJ paw i i ibeaj i taf i cow I t, nil ferrj'ii sbaii: (! lit uc i td Tw ite:! mris-l ruttsj at A el mm m IT? AIT? mi By HAROLD TITUS E M WNU Srvloe CHAPTER XContinued M . on carry, "here wer rfTou'lU' me your word .C walk fast and not KJnf untIe your handf 'Vvkwd and made r. sonnd. K? Eft ,eeI 1 fl11 B nB!ma. it's my Sr7worklnor,now.Noth- ,,tj I Wren tree. ;Vh. map about her wrist. QtbOtberto a branch t L I'M of her shoulders. By L down she could hold he. P"" . . -.i .!. ho email KB ...k hpn she did not re- , M puB of the branch they 1 Held high. In a position that muscles and tendons and U ber to bena iar turwuiu. H fonl oe gone "" ' m .ft- he had swung the C ta U shoulders. "Maybe, by r r .at hack vou'll be more ..n. ha nns not gone long, siauaiyi - t to the girl a whole epoch l j wnm his return, unwel- t though It was. She wept at L and breathed Irregularly. She ij to wand mououiess ui inter-. inter-. iiatpn in the faint hoDe 1 J BUlU 1st help might be coming. But in could know wiat naa nap-..ji nap-..ji whn rould cuess where .nil ' w I was? Old Tim's body might ? .. a i k... ife been aiscoverea iuug Biuce, uui Ut would that mean to McNally thit man who had kissed her? ITliej had called him Young Jim, s lie was not ner Droiner. ui die was certain. Certain, too, other things: his strength and re .jtefulnesa and courage. Some ..MM wonder-worker was on It job at Good-Bye ana naa oeen r ner i month. Couia ne neip Mow! Could he come, and in ,e? , , . She began to sob ax . . . f Tsui reaDDeared without a warn- loond, He rearranged his pack listed: WO jou keep still if I remove pgr f Shesbook her bead. Ftlr enough! Will you walkT' Again the Indicated refusal, f Well, once I wanted to hold you JajumiNow . . . I'll have to!" Ilie anfastened the belt which 'i Kite prisoner, lifted her "Uj and, holding her close, took trail with his double burden, peat to the limit of his endur-ud endur-ud put her down with an 14 - i"foi kitten I he snarled. "Hpld- W 10 . . . stirs mpmnrlon d impulses ! 2 kissed her roughly on the ud she struck out at him P a arm which still ached and 'ei from her experience at the I hQeH then, hoarsely. I - like It, eh? Perhaps you'll f'". . . . We'll go on. W1U f'Mnowr e would walk, yes. A. new ter-I'wi ter-I'wi Injected Into her heart to I with other fears by the bur-f bur-f "Passion which his laugh re-m re-m She nodded and turned, f-y before him. he laid. "It's better." sow to delay him became an te halted In the GI.!!tn,n and trled t0 understand she was tired, Plte. He Jerked the gag 1T "J outcry. Saar. 8Ion6 as I can, but b , "nl K'e you a mln-i;"d mln-i;"d ru ve this ofT, If word that you won't I, ga!a pressed her Hps ttL00 boulder he hm, wnstantl, m the who taT. 87 later- !CSlyWnaga,n- She hfeSjT ne napped. -Qet h AJ! onw8rlly hl h,ePd0WB- Then. h tte from her HiutiJ it? n50aned " be b.iw.re?'to her feet ptisM !ru Der outcriM . . . tl rrom Bom ,.. . ... - iaitu re- r run. .t, Kean hlmf He sneered. "The d d pretender pre-tender I You didn't know he was using your brother's name and au thority until today, did your "Do yon think he'd try to deceive me?" she asked, bound to betray nothing. He stared at her In the darkness. She could feel his breath on her forehead. "You're lying, now. What's he to you, anyhow?" "My friend P stoutly and honestly. hon-estly. She felt sure of that much. "Friend, h 1 1 Listen, Kate. . , . Handsome stranger comes to the rescue of the operation and the lady In financial distress falls for him. That Itr "No. Of course not." A surge of jealousy swept Into his heart He laughed scornfully. "The Idea of you falling for a squaw man!" "I don't believe you," she said simply. "Besides, even If I did, even If It were true, It would be beside the point He has done so many Impossible things this summer sum-mer that finding you and taking you back to answer for what you did this evening should be a simple matter." Franz slung up his pack with a grunt "Devil with him!" he muttered uneasily and glanced behind. "But we'll get on, regardless. I'll leave that gag off for a while. Screams In here won't carry far and In return re-turn I'll expect that you'll walk faster. Otherwise . . He left that threat unfinished. As the stars began to fade they reached the Mad Woman. Walking through long grasses, they came to the canoe on the river bank, just below the swift water. "You stand here," Franz said. "He'll have one more thing to guess about. If he gets this far 1" He launched the canoe, put the duffle in It and, then, track line over his shoulder, waded Into the rapid. The girl understood his strategy. Followers of their trail would see this sign, would believe that they had gone down-stream and would waste days, perhaps, In searching the lower country. The man turned about and called : "Come on, now. Step Into the water wa-ter there and wade up after me." Swiftly, with firm drags of her heel, Kate etched In the wet sand a crude arrow, its point up the river. Before Franz had cause to call again she was in the water, wad ing after him as he had bidden, leaving an unmistakable message for any who might be coming to aid her. And one was coming ! Through the darkness Drake pad dled np the Good Bye. It was long after midnight before he ap proached the flat where the trail came down the divide which separated sep-arated Good-Bye from Mad Woman. He landed at the foot of the trail, and turned on his flash. And after he had played the beam about the trampled landing and examined the birch he knew what had happened, even to Kate's tortured wait bound, helpless. Rage swept him and for the first time In his life he was shaken by the desire to malm and kill as, canoe on his back, he plunged Into the trail, trotting beneath his burden. bur-den. But only man tracks were there, revealed by the shaft from his flashlight flash-light It puzzled him. Just the man sign, Indicating two trips. But on one carry he had been weighted down until he staggered and sank deeply in soft places. Then he saw where Kate had been put down for the first time and the thought that Franz had held her slender body In his arms made blood pound In his ears. It was broad daylight when he reached the Mad Woman. He followed fol-lowed the footprints down the branch of the trail that led to the right They bad stopped a few rods fron the water's edge; then they had gone on and the girl had stood waiting while Franz loaded his canoe. 8he had stood still but not Idly. The Indicating arrow she had drawn in the wet sand stared up at him and be grinned and said aloud: "Good girl!" Where Frans would elect to leave the Mad Woman, Steve could not know. But he could not be so far In the lead now. These tracks left in the silt were not old. In a little bay of the lake, as dawn came up, Mary Wolf was blowing np the breakfast fire. With the blaze going, she looked at the meager bed where her father lay, his back to her, and spoke. He did not answer. Slowly, apprehensively, she moved toward the crude shelter. She stood outside and bent forward, a band at her breast to see the face of the wrinkled, old man. She sank slowly to one knee and touched him. He did not move. Old Jim w on naa louowea nis latners. CHAPTER XI CRANZ believed he had left only tsign which would Indicate that he had gone In the opposite direction. direc-tion. He stopped paddling to roll cigarette, to consider, audibly, the matter of food. But be did not fin lsh what he had started to say; did not complete the cigarette. Far, far behind him a fleck had appeared on the water. He broke his words short arrested all move ment and then, opening his fingers, let paper and tobacco drop to his knees. "So, now . . . More shooting?" he asked and Kate started up to a sitting posture. For an Interval both strained their eyes to observe that approaching approach-ing canoe and then Franz laughed. "If It's one, removing him is sim ple, . . . And It looks like one!" he growled. He swung toward a point of rushes which projected from the nearest Island. The girl, gone white, now, did not speak as they glided Into the screening growth. Franz drove one paddle into the bottom and hitched forward, placed the other on the opposite side of the light craft and turned to Kate. Queerly fascinated by his deliberation she watched him draw his pistol, slip out the clip and fill It to capacity. "You're going to shoot . . . from ambush?" she asked. For answer toe grasped her quickly In his arms, drawing her head tightly against his shoulder. With his handkerchief he bound her mouth again despite her efforts "I Wont Be Gone So Long," Franz 6aid After He Had Swung the Canoe to Hit Shoulders. to break away and, again removing his belt twisted the leather about her wrists. "From ambush," he said. "I'm either making my get-away or exacting ex-acting a heavy price. And if you try to make one move you'll be the first!" He stroked the trigger significantly. signifi-cantly. Steve Drake kept on. He watched constantly for another craft, scanned the horizon for the smoke of a campflre, even eyed closely the scattered scat-tered flecks of froth and bubbles on the placid water In the hope they might yield some Information of significance. No sign of life was present however, except water fowL In the canoe screened by rushes Franz spoke the first word for half an hour. "Alone . . . the fooL" Relief was In his tone, along with a ter rible sort of elation. He twitched the muzzle of his pistol toward Kate and added: "I'd as soon send you with him as not Remember that, if you please. When this is over, I'll land you at the head of the lake. You'll iret back, somehow." Steve approached the Islands In a quandary. Each moment that passed added to Franz's chances of escape, and as for Kate ... He drew his shoulders upward In a shuddering shrug when he thought of her alone with that renegade. Ducks flew up as he slipped past the first Island and on their flight pitched toward a patch of rushes off to his left Gracefully, the ducks plummeted for It and then the leader, with a quick bank and a rise, was In full flight again, sounding an unmistakable unmistak-able note of warning to the others. Something was there, hidden from Drake by the rushes, which frightened fright-ened the ducks. ... Almost In a reflei Steve dropped bis paddle and grasped the rifle which lay between his feet and hitched forward, weapon poised and ready to fire. .He was half-way erect when a man's head and shoulders emerged above the rushes and a gins scream, sharp and clear, carr.ed to him across the water The man was Franz, fifty yards from him. Franz, whipping his gun hand upward and Franz's pistol leaping as It barked I Steve was poised on bent knees, clapping the stock of the rifle to his shoulder as the other fired. It was as If a sledge had struck the barrel of his gun, as though hot Iron seared the thumb of his left hand, and the Impact set him reeling, reel-ing, sagging, fighting to stay In the canoe, but despite his efforts, pitching over sideways with a mighty splash. The gun slipped from his right hand as the butt raked the gunwale. gun-wale. He was in the water, on his back, the rifle slipping through his weakened fingers, sinking down Into the depths to leave him unarmed. un-armed. He came up, the canoe screening him for the moment and again he heard the girl scream. A bullet tore through the canoe at arm's length to the right of him, and he sank at once, feet foremost beneath the surface. Kate Flynn, In a ferment of fright, had lifted her bound hands to the handkerchief across her mouth as Franz rose for bis first shot One jerk and the gag was about her throat and, heedless of the penalty that might be exacted from her, she had screamed her warning. "D n you 1" Frani snarled, "You'll pay for ..." But he .did not look at her. He stood watching, waiting, having more Important matters than her disregard for his threats to occupy him at the moment The girl tugged frantically at the belt holding hold-ing her hands. "Stop!" she cried after that second sec-ond shot "Stop It I He's helpless and you ..." Her voice failed her as Franz shot again and still again, drilling the empty canoe with lead. He waited after that fourth shot poised, pistol ready. He hoped that he had hit to kill, but was not certain cer-tain and took no chances. Steve, his lungs bursting, ceased his struggle to remain submerged, looked upward to locate bis canoe and shot to the surface. He all but gained that meager shelter ' without betraying himself. Only the flip of one hand beyond the bow gave him away, but that was enough and Frans tensed as he took careful aim to bore the canoe at the point where he knew, now, the other hung gasping for breath. Kate saw and understood. She felt the tremor which ran through Franz's body as he Bteeled himself. And then as his hand squeezed to send the bullet speeding to where It surely would find a mark, she threw her whole body to the right as sharply, as vigorously as she could and drove the rail of his canoe to the water's edge. The pistol exploded. The bullet tore up the water harmlessly a few yards beyond the rushes and Frans, with a retching oath, stepped into shallow water. The rising gunwale caught bis toe and be sprawled Into the rushes, throwing out his bands to save himself. "D -n you" he cried again, lunging to his feet Ills hands, bis wrists, were thick with mad and as he floundered up he turned the plBtol to look Into the barrel and swore again as he saw silt clogging it And Kate called shrilly: "Quick! Quick! He can't shoot I He can't" Frans shook the gun savagely, tore st the slide to make it function func-tion and looked back to see Steve shovliig the canoe recklessly from before him, striking out toward the rushes in a long, swift crawl stroke. Franz, rapping the pistol on the canoe, watched Steve's rapid approach ap-proach as be worked tbe slide frantically. fran-tically. It began to slip easier. He gave the weapon one more flip and mud from the barrel spattered the water about his kne?s. He turned, as Kate, with a desperate wrench, freed her bands, lie laughed and raised bis arm once more. His man was there, wholly exposed, coming closer all the time. . , . "Come onl" Franx called thickly. thick-ly. "Come on ... to h ir And Kate was on her knees, wrenched one upended paddle from its place In tbe lake bottom. She tore It free, swung It with all her might and Franz, seeing from the tail of his eye, ducked sideways. But be was too late. The edge of the blade hit his arm, silhouetted down the sleeve to his hand, caught the pistol barret and the weapon, with a spin and plop, disappeared Into the roily water. -You'll pay . . . YouU . . ." he choked angrily. TO BE OONTTNriDJ All Ar NofcUmM Turopolje, Yugoslavs, a common of 13.000, Is the only place on earth where every ritlwn is a nobleman or noblewoman at birth, with th right to display a coat of arms; Burial in Royal Tomb Not for "Old Hickory" Washington possesses the tomb of Roman emperor. The strange box-like stone structure struc-ture on the lawn of the Arts and Industries In-dustries building of the National museum, which visitors usually pass without noticing, was the occasion of a dramatic incident 00 years ago when It was first brought to Washington. Wash-ington. The tomb was secured by Commodore Commo-dore Jesse R. Elliott commander of the frigate Constitution, which was the flagship of the United States squadron In tthe Mediterranean In 1S39, from a hillside behind the city of Beirut, Syria. Although the evidence evi-dence was not such as would satisfy an archeologlst Elliott believed It was the tomb of the Roman emperor, em-peror, Alexnnder Severus. He brought It back to Washington with him. A few years later Andrew Jackson Jack-son was reported dying at the Hermitage, Her-mitage, near Nashville. Elliott had the happy, or unhappy, Inspiration to offer the tomb to Old Hickery as a last resting place. Jackson's reply is one of the classics of American literature: "Although laboring under great debility and affliction from a severe attack from which I may not recover," recov-er," the dying man wrote the navy officer, "I raise my pen and endeavor to reply. The steadiness of my nerves may perhaps lead you to conclude con-clude my strength Is not as great as here expressed. Strange as it may appear, my nerves are as steady as they were 40 years gone by, whilst from debility and affliction I am gnsplng for breath. "I cannot consent that my mortal body shall be laid In a depository prepared for an emperor or a king. My republican feelngs and principles princi-ples forbid it The simplicity of our system of government forbids It Every monument erected to perpet-ate perpet-ate the memory of our heroes and statesmen ought to bear evidence of the economy and simplicity of our republican institutions, and the plainness of our republican citizens, who are the sovereigns of our glorious glori-ous union, and whose virtue is to perpetuate per-petuate it. True virtue cannot exist where pomp and parade are the governing gov-erning passions. It can only dwell with the people, the great laboring and producing classes, the form, the bono and sinew of our confederacy. "I cannot permit my remains to be the first In these United States to be deposited In a sarcophagus made for an emperor or king. I have prepared a humble depository for my mortal body beside that wherein lies my beloved wife, where, without with-out any pomp or parade I have requested, re-quested, when God calls me to sleep with my fathers, to be laid, for both Playtime Fashions for the Well-Dressed Tot In the good old summertime, young fashion plates become sun-worshipers I And for the fastidious two to eight-year-old, who wishes to devote all attention to boating, bathing, and basking, rather than to seams and buttons, here are the newest creations cre-ations In playtime fashion. Not following, but leading the vogue of the elders, the youngster these days who would be really In the swim, must have a two-piece bath ing suit in the newest all-wool knitted knit-ted wc vp pbt In white, red. or navy. Felt tabs attaching top piece to shorts add the Jauntiest or. rasmon touches. And what more fitting fashion for tbe fastidious sun-worshiper than a seersucker sun-suit as gayiy stnpea as a stick of candy. Red, green, or blue striped suits with fitted waistline waist-line and a catch-all pocket which Is perfectly indispensable for precious tones eathered alone the beach, will be worn this year wherever two to teht-vear-olds are fathered for a quiet game of leap frog. Carolyn T. Radnor Lewis in cmia uie aiaga- slne. of us there to remain until the Inst trumpet sounds to call the dead to Judgment when we, I hope, shall rise together, clothed with the heavenly heav-enly body promised to all who believe be-lieve In our glorious Redeemer, who died for us that we might live, and by whose atonement I hope for a blessed Immortality." Perhaps Alexander Severus Is Just as well satisfied that the school children of a democratic land troop past his empty tomb without noticing notic-ing It Emperor of Rome from 222 to 235 A. D successor to the degenerate Hellogabalus, who had himself officially offi-cially created a god, he might have appreciated Andrew Jackson's emotional emo-tional outburst He appears to have been somewhat of a skeptic regarding regard-ing the divinity of emperors and an open-minded boy despite his environment en-vironment of degeneracy. Ills brief reign Is chiefly distinguished distin-guished for his feeble efforts to better bet-ter the hard lot of the common people, peo-ple, ne established government loan offices where they could borrow at low interest to get them out of the clutches of the "bankers." ne did much to Improve the status of the common soldier of the Roman legions. le-gions. Christianity was making headway In Rome, The emperor was not a convert but he neglected no chances to Improve his fate hereafter. He kept a private chapel with statues of Orpheus. Abraham, Apollo and Jesus, and paid equal homage to all of them. Washington Star. SOME NEW FACTS IN THE HISTORY OF GOLD MONEY It Is quite a comedown for gold to be used for money or the basto for currency. It would require a combination of historian, philosopher, banker, politician poli-tician aud mystic to write the history of the precious metal, Dr. Frederick G. Howe, consumers counsel of the Agricultural Adjustment administration, administra-tion, told the Cosmos club the other night Among the ancient Hindus It was revered as sacerdotal "He who tampers tam-pers with it," said the law, "dies on a dunghill and rota In hell to the end of time." Only princes could so much as touch it Gold was first demoted to the profane pro-fane status of "money," Doctor Howe said, by the Lydlans, who put the king's stamp upon It and used it as a medium of exchange. Interest Immediately Imme-diately arose to 38 per cent farmers lost their land and sold themselves and their families into slavery In order to live. This 30 per cent, Doctor Howe said, wns the first money Interest and arose naturally out of the former Ly-dlan Ly-dlan system of doing business. Trade had been primarily in cattle, When cows were sold on credit it was assumed they would have calves. So tbe seller demanded the price of a calf as additional payment This was calculated at about one-third the value of a cow. When you pay Interest to the bank today you are paying, genetically considered, the price of the calf of the cow you borrowed. Other notes on gold from Doctor Howe's studies : All the gold on earth la worth about $11,000,000,000. It could be stored In a room of SO cubic feet The workers of the United States could earn it all by working CO days at 5 a day. They could earn all the gold In their own country In 20 days. The total of gold In the United States has about the same Intrinsic value as to total of diamonds. Washington Star. Fruit Trees a Good Bet Some years ago so many orchards were planted that there was an over abundance, but this condition promises prom-ises to be greatly changed in the future. fu-ture. Many orchards have been allowed al-lowed to die out and the time Is coming com-ing when fruit will be in much better demand As It is too late to start an orchard after the demand bas come, It Is a wttse plan to Invest a little In this form of land Improvement The trees cost so litle that this does not have to prevent anybody from hav ing an orchard, or at least a few select trees. The United States Is especially blessed because fruit of some sort can be grown In every state. We should appreciate this fact all the more when we remember that In many countries fruit Is such a luxury that it Is beyond the reach of average people. rath finder Magazine. Daring IvSan Ventures Criticism of Fashion It was a pleasing Illusion and flat terlng to masculine vanity that the women choose their clothes to please the men. But In his heart every man has known It Isn't so. So the New York authority who says women dress to please themselves and other women wom-en Is uttering merely an obvious truth. In the first place, the average man pays little attention to his wife's costume the brute ! and In the second sec-ond place his Ideal of color schemes Is primitive. How many households have been torn by the failure of an unobservant husband to notice that his wife had a new dress? And hw many have been promptly put la their places when they have Ig&or-antly Ig&or-antly remarked that a more somber color would be more becoming? So It Is with due diffidence that we suggest sug-gest anyway, if the men bad their say, their wives would not be wearing wear-ing these little saucepan hats pulled down over one ear. 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