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Show Murray Eae;Ie, Thursday, February 6. 1930 Crnpp led Lsxdly Tib fi IPi?S!b(Dinilka WNU CHAPTER XI (, Srvic Continued Paul was breathing deeply from his exertions, and Carla was fight-- : lng for breath, lie could see where the sharp edges of the stones had .bruised the hands which she was ) holding to her breast. Her skirt s was torn, and through a rent In I her sleeve the whiteness of her arm Itself. Uer face was i revealed streaked with pick dust, and bob "lows which he had not noticed before were in her cheeks 4 clearly and under her eyes. Over them I was a broader light of day. He I could fling a stone up to the level of the earth, and beyond that was i a sky of vivid blue, still touched by the glow of a declining sun. It , was this light, descending In a pool upon them, which made him see another Carln. The mellowing luminatlon of the pitch pine, the i velvety softening of shadows, the pale unreality of first daylight had 1 concealed from him. Now they a change ; were revealed, betraying which could no longer keep Itself behind the mask of her courage. i Something In her had died since they left the pltehwood fire. The i ash of It was In her face, the ghost f of It In her eyes, and she knew that he saw It nnd tried to smile at him He wanted to take her In bravely. 1 his arms, and his Hps almost cried lout the desire. Carla saw that, too, ; and when the thing of Iron In him triumphed over both voice and act, I gratitude eased the anguish In her face. I "I'm glad you understand," she j said, us If he had spoken, and knew Iwhat was In her mind. "1 might run away. That would be easier fur me. I could hide myself some- where, and always love you. Noth- lng can kill those things memories I would be satisfied to j uud love. that-- I would be almost I do happy. Hut I must do the other (thing. I must go to Claire. It will te hard to do that." Her admission of her love for Mm was made In a quiet and Intro-spectlve way, as If his physical self had ceased to be a living part of it. It was this, and her reference to Claire, which strengthened his determination not to weaken ber faith In him again. Ue moved to the edge of piled-udebris and began to investigate it, cautioning her to stand back a little. The rubble loosened under his feet and slid down. There was quite a little rock slip before he had gone far. sending up n cloud of dust between them. Through this, when It had settled, Carln followed him. She beard him calling to her to go back, but In a moment was standing at his side. Almost above them, so sleep was the ascent, the fissure narrowed to half a dor.en feet In width and was choked with loose rock nnd sand. 1'nul looked at It with somberly appraising eyes and Instinctively put himself between It nnd Carla. A distant explosion of dy.iamlte ent a scarcely perceptible tremor through the earth. Slight ns It was, a tiny stream of sand and peb- i hies came trickling down from the lie caught fuspouded avalanche, lur hand and took her swiftly back to safety. "A nearer shot would send that thing down on us," he said. "Walt ; here until I find out more about it." "What are you going to do?" she asked. "First, climb the edge of the wall and see what is beyond." He did this nnd returned to her 1 In a few minutes. "Funny how little thlncs put thernselvei In our way!" He tried to speak llghlly. "The fissure Is Hear as a floor beyond that elug of debris, which Is ready to topple, J We could be out In five minutes If j it were not for that. As it Is, I've J got to take a chance." "U'e must get over the loos stuff. Kit her that or go bark ti) j the little fire." "We must go on," she snld. "Yes. we've got to go on. We rnssed a stick bnck there five or six long. Hy hugging close to the wall I think I can reach one of the keystones In the slide and ; loosen It It won't be dlfllcult. and ' the whole thing will come down a house with the foundation I'm rn. mil frnm iin1fr If lng to take you back a distance." j "And when the tl'do comes, i where will you bet' "Against the rock wall, as small as I can make myself." "You mean." said Carln, with quick understanding in her eves, j "that you are going to take the 'ik and pry one of the rocks j I loose, but not from (he pd;e of the wall, for tin fm.fhold Is there. Your 3 Intention Is to stand in front, and "'"e an eltort to get out of th t way when the avalanche starts." '! nm sure I ran do It." "If It romcf. slowly, yea. Hut i what If It should come the other nyT l.rt in go tneother, Paul. ! It mnjr be thnt we can get over It safety." "Wail here until t get the stick." 1 "If we try to climb over It tt- j get her we w ill not need the stick " "P.ut we cannot cllmli It. I j I know, f bsve seen a hundred of three tilings In the pit. They are like hair trlgrcr guns, evrn when t!'T look KitlM It l rtecratnrt ' ti loen a rock and then mas a run for it. The stick will give ae ' ; 11- She accompanied him to the downward exit of the small, roomlike prison they had entered, and listened to bis footsteps until the sound of them grew faint Then she ascended to the crest of the rock slip again. A score of feet beyond lay the danger point. Between It and where she stood was the rough depression, out of which Paul would be compelled to race for his life should he loosen the avalanche. There wns an overhang of rock, high up, and she did not see how he could escape it She turned to look back In t lie direction he hnd gone. It was like I'aul to take the situation In this way, as If It were an unimportant Incident rather than a tragic thing. Light was fading swiftly, and evening shadows were falling between the deep, close walls of the crevasse. A radiance was In Car-la'- s face, ns if a voiceless spirit within her were sending a message to some one In the world above. She could hear Paul's footsteps returning, the Iron nails In his boots striking on rock, and her lips moved, yearning to call his name. Then she ran down Into the hollow and up Its farther edge. After all. It might not be such a sword of Damocles over them. If It were not, then Paul could only scold. If It were She began to climb. CHAPTER XII PACI. heard the crash. He was beyond the place where he had left Carln, and ran to It, He leaped calling her name. through the dust which was settling thickly and heavily, and saw the hollow choked to the brim with the debris of the avalanche. Carla was caught In the Inst grip of It, near the crest of the rock slip. The upper part of her body was out. : r J I rl!ke : 1 ) j Her Eyes Were Closed When Ha Had Her In Hit Arms at Last and she was alive when Paul reached her. He tried to speak as he tore at the rock. Hut his voice Ho saw Cnrla's eyes was gone. looking at him with the light fad She mnde no lng out of them. were closed when sound Her he had her In bis arms at last. Yet she was not dead be found himself saying the words over and over as be climbed with her out of the fissure. It may be that the full story of Carla llaldati nnd I'aul would never have been known had It not been for the happening of this night It seems reasonable that neither Claire nor l.ucy Itelle nor the others would have told the A more intimate of Its details. madman told the story. The mad man wns I'aul. He came Into the engineers' ramp In the middle of the night. They did not know him nt first, for brush and limbs and roks bad disfigured blm In the darkness. His face wns like that of a man who bad bcn beaten with naked CMS. Ill clothes were half gone. Dig feet Were bleeding through the shredded leather of his boots. In his arms he carried a woman; a dead woman. Ihey Not until Derwent thought. fhe mat with which ber bead and shoulder were protected and Saw ber face could be clearly realize that the man was I'aul. They took Cnr'a to Mlstasslnl. She was carried gently, but nuhkly. In a litter with half a dnreti men taking turns In bearing her. F.vcn thrn, In bis exhaustion. Paul InsMcd on walking nt hei side until the lat perve In blm broke. It ns this which rnMied Iii nt of a d.iy and a nlghl of con sdons life. When he fame to himself again, aflcr hours of tortuous sleep. told blm Ihst Carla was bud y bnrt. but would the. Claire, be sail, had returned to ber people In New York the econd dnjp aficr his supposed death. I.tny-p.elibad g"lie with ber. Word bad been Sent to her Hint he nnd a few reel start." Carla were alive, and I ucy IHi "I'.ut It mny be more firmly flied bad replied. Saying that Claire was than you think." very III. Then bad route a tele"My stick will prove It. tntll gram from Claire. thta feu must remain here." Detwiot give it to Paul. f-- 1929, Doubleday fe Doran A Co., Inc.) riaM trim jty OawaLrff'' HoTHAaal' HUKrd "1 am so happy," It said. "Come to me as quickly as you can. Only God knows how glad I am." "It sometimes takes a thing like this to bring out the love in a woman's heart," said Derwent, remembering Paul's loneliness. "Yes, It does," snld Paul, nnd he saw Carla's face between him and the words which Claire had writ- ten. He went to see Carla soon afterward. He bad taken a great deal of pride In the clean, white hospital he had built for the comt pany, and now he blessed It told him what It had meant for Carla. Thc-- had her nnd had made the extraordinary discovery that there was not a broken bone In her body. But something bad happened to her back, nnd she was paralyzed from her waist down. Temporarily, he believed. what Paul Knowing would have done under the circumstances, he hnd sent to Quebec and Montreal for expert assistance, to consult with the company staff. Carla was propped up against a mass of pillows lu ber snowy bed when Paul arrived. Everything was white about her, except the rich darkness of her hair the room, the bed. her lacy gown, her face. Like that, with two silky braids streaming over her shoulders, 6he might have been a child, one who had been a long time sick, with nn exquisite, fragile beauty about her. He bad not expected to find her so flower whose like a soul a breath might carry away. He seated himself beside her, and she let her hand creep over the coverlet to him. It wns helplessly weak. Her fingers were only a feathery pressure about his. "Please don't scold me, Paul," she snld faintly, trying to smile. "You see I was rlcht. If the rocks had buried you, I could never have got you out and brought you home. Could I?" He did not nnswer, but held her hand so closely that a Joyous little melody of content came for a moment Into her throat "I am so glad. 1 was afraid you would be angry with me. Now I know I shall Per-men- d tried to talk without a strain In bis voice, yet he could feel the falseness and pretense of his effort when he wanted to take her In his nrms and kiss ber pale, sweet face. Carla knew this, too. At last, when It was time for blm to leave her, the said: "When are you going home?" "I don't know," he replied. "it must be soon." she urged. "1 want It that way. You must start today or tomorrow. Only that will make me well. Claire wants you. Please read this." She gave him a crumpled yellow It was a telegram, Mlp of paper. crushed, as If she had lieen holding It a long time before he came. He smoothed It out nnd read the words which bis wife had sent her. The message was almost Identical with the one be bad received, giving him the Impression that Claire. In the stress of her emoilon. hnd able to find but a single thought for them both. "I ntn so bnppy." It said. "Send Paul to oie ns quickly ns you ran; (inly Cod knows bow glad I am." "She ha faith In me," said Carla. "She asks me to send yoti to ber. What a privilege that I. Paul, for one woman to give another! No matter bow bard I try I can neer be ns wonderful ns Clnlre. The world does not hold many women like her. She loves yon. She wants you. When will you co to ber?" "You said tomorrow." "Yes, tomorrow." He rose, and stood h'ktrg at ber. "I will co." be :itd. "Put some time I will rotne for you, Carla Mahe noi now, pot In this life but sometime. May continue to dream that?" "It Is tint a dream," she said. "It Is faith. I nm civlng yoti up for a little while, Hint I nil, Sometime, In another life, these tests which Cod put Upon us will return bi-e- ory. He made no effort to turn away from the truth, or harden himself In his contemplation of It. Some one hnd snld that memory was a paradise from which Fate could not drive one. And the room which had built Itself in his heart could never he leveled or taken away from him. It was Indestructible, like a soul. Clulre. In a wny, became the keeper at the door. Because of her he would never open It except to himself. He could conceive of no one but Claire In this sacred place. A long time ago, when he was a boy, there had been In his room r picture of nn angel with snowy wings and golden hnlr. She seemed to be floating through clouds, nnd be remembered thnt his first Ideas of heaven came from this nngel and that she Inspired him to nsk questions which his mother sometimes found difficult to nnswer. The picture hnd always remained In his mind. It recurred to him In thinking of Claire. It was Impossible for him to feel resentment against his fate, or even a deslrv to change It, In going to her. There were occasional women nt whose breasts the world found Its spiritual glory. Claire, be knew, was one of them like the nngel In his room. It wns he who hnd been the misfit In their lives, nnd this defect In himself he wns prepared to remedy If be could. He read Claire's telegram many times on the way south. He tried to read between its lines. He tried to understand more clearly the change which hnd come over her. Derwent had told him how she hnd watched where the water roared out of the chasm. "Whiter than death, as If she would die unless you come out alive," he had said. And Carla: "She loves yoti. She wonts you." And now her own words on the yellow paper in his hnnd, entrentlng him to come to her as quickly ns be could. There was a strong singing in his henrt and a dull grief. If she should love him nt last like that After years of waiting, and hoping, and of yearning for a woman to be a part of blm children a home he had dreamed of He folded the telegram for a lost time and put It in his pocket. He was seeing the tears In Car-la'- s eyes. CHAPTER XIII told only Claire that was on bis way to her. At the station a familiar face came PAUL had out of the hurrying streams of humanity to greet blm. It was Jimmy Knnerdale, whose presence always gave him greater comfort than thnt of nny other man. He hnd known Knnerdale for a long time, and Onlre had grown up with him like a sister. Jimmy had always seemed older than Paul, with a premature gray-nes- s in his hair and a slight stoop In bis thin, sensitive body. Ills affection for Paul possessed the unchangeable quality of the marble out of which be was slowly nnd persistently chiseling fame foi himself ns a sculptor. He bad been working In the West, nnd Punl had not seen blm for n year. Knnerdale bad grown older In thnt time be thought. Ills face wns thinner, ids hair whiter over his temples, bis physical tone even lcs robust than when be had seen blm last He had the same quick, nervous nlertnes about blm, and It diJ Paul good to see the gladness In bis face ns they tripped hands He knew that Claire, unable to meet blm herself, had sent Jimmy Commemorating understand. A coated tongue calla for a few drops to ward off constipation ; so does any suggestion of bad breath. Whenever children don't eat well, don't rest well, or have any little upset this pure vegetable preparation is usually all that's needed to set everything to rights. Genuine Caslona haa Chas. H. Fletcher's signature on the wrapper. Doctors prescribe it Some men have to grow angry In He who refuses what Is Just gives famous forensic ip everything to blm who Is armed. order to utilize what backbone they haw. years ko. A -- Lucan. battle seventy-thre- e bronre statu of Abraham Lincoln unveiled at Frcepnrt. HI., scene of Llnroln-Pougln- s debate on the. August S7. 185S. Out of the mists of the past the majestic figure of Abraham Lincoln, the debater, emerged In bronze, on August 21. lust, to take Its rightful place In Freeport, the city which he made a landmark In American history In bis memorable debate with Stephen A. Douglas. August presence of a throng far of the l.fyHH) people who crowded Into Freeport seventy-onyenrs before, nn heroic statue of Abraham Lincoln wns unveiled In thnt city. The great crowd that made Its pilgrimage to Freeport on that occasion was unlike that of seventy-onyears before. Then the greater part were farmers nnd plain folk agitated over the Issue of slavery, which they came to hear clarified. Last year the throng came to pay tribute to the greatness of Line e coln. Of particular Interest was a venerable group of men and women whose enviable distinction was that they hnd beard one or more of the dehatcs between Lincoln nnd Doug-In- s In the summer nnd fall of 18.18. Also conspicuous In the group of distinguished visitors wns nn ofll clal delegation from the legislature of Wisconsin, then In session, which unanimously adopted a resolution to send a delegation to the unveiling. The statue, which is a gift to Freeport by W. T. Halelgh, promt-Ben- t manufacturer. Is the firsl statue of Its kind and the first one to mark one of the seven debate spots of the Lincoln Douglas campaign. It represents Lincoln In the earlier period of life, before be wore a beard nnd when In his strong mid manhood. It stands In a nuiurnl setting of trees in Taylor park. EARLY LINCOLN PICTURE ACECDILIID As soon as you realize you've taken cold take some tablets of Bayer Asnirin. Almost before your head can stuff-uyou feel your cold is conquered. Thoso p, aches and pains you felt coming on w ill soon subside. Relief is almost iastantaneous I Even if your cold has gained headway, and your temples throb and your very loncs ache, these tablets w ill Lring prompt relief. It is better, of course, to take Ray or Aspirin at the very the cold and first sneeze or cough it will head-of- f Get much discomfort. the genuine, with spare you for directions colds and headaches; neuralgia, proven neuritis, sore throat, and many important uses. Aspirin la Um n nn n trade mark of Barer Manufacture of UoooaoUreddataf at SalicjUodfl PoniLle Scandal Setting Pop Right Atlas supported the earth. Stella I hope Mrs. Atlas didn't hear about it. Pop "You kissed my daughter or dor my very nose.,' Percy 'Tardol me, sir, under her nose." F.lla 5218 Happy People Give up Their Secret ill, TtTST suppose you could get 6000 Joy. Jhallously happy people together in one big and entild a.ik them what made them If rah A 27, 18.18. In the In excess "She Is like a child, wnltlng for you," said Knnerdale, ns they rode "I was there towntd his home. with mother Inst evening, nnd she asked me to meet you. She cried mid laughed and Is dnmnnhly Imp py. If you don't mind. I'd like to come over when you two have set tied down, and baxe you tell me about this monstrous happening d'-v- aiirr" Children will fret, often fop no apparent reason. But there's always one sure way to comfort a restless, fretful child. Castorial Harmless as the recipe on the wrapper; mild and bland as it tastes. But its gentle action soothes a youngster more surely than some powerful medicine that is meant for the stronger systems of adults. That's the beauty of this special children's remedy! It may be given the tiniest infant as often as there is any need. In cases of colic, diarrhea, or similar disturbance, it is invaluable. But it lias everyday uses all mothers should In ber place. May "You know you don't need nn Invitation. "Come tomorrow." He had nn odd feeling of not knowing uhni was rolng to happen as be left Knnerdale ami entered bis home. He ro'ild feel hlmwlf tinder a s!rln rou-c- d by the near nes of cplannllo!i which It wns Claire's rltht to bear and his duty to nuike would be ba'd to talk about Carta, a he nuH. even should CI. lire In ber wisdom ask for nothing. Claire as waiting for bint In he room. Tills art of thoughlfulnem ploned him. She knew ihat In niomeni eeuliarly embarrassing they should be niooe. I tot It were a iittle fearful of senslthe. what one or the other might beyou to me." When be looked back nl her from tray In their fir t gnetli g. He was the she was smiling, ber eyes thinking this when be went to ber. A filled with tears. her door closed behind him. bis He tried to rendjut himself be- first Impression was of a rooui tween the time of this last visit tiled with flowers. Clnlre, like with Cnrl.i and bis departure for Carln, loved them. The air was His effort was nn honest delicately fragrant wlih their perhome. ore, a structle to fit himself to fume. Claire was bending over a cett'iltl demands which be serrpt' mas rf white roves when be enrd ns necessary Mid Inevitable. He tered, nnd then came forward with wns Mire (if himself ns be returned both hands held out. She did not It we almost nn to Claire. put ber nrms about blm or cfter ureiie. with h left Upon blm ber lips, yet never hnd be eeii bim no s'tn of spiritual or physsuch a IUM of happiness shining H ical torment. wis pnanessed In her eyes, lie made a movement pow by memories Which blessed to kiss her, but sb drew hai k In ptrti ns Ihey ht.niod. It was as If such a way Ihat ber act seemed soiuctt here In blm Were a little scarcely to be repelling hlia. himself. which said: no iib cuNTi.vi'fcin song, a part "I hate a room w hereunto no one Children should be encourage 1 t enters save I. alone. There sits a memory on a throne. Thete my I ut questions. The wisdom of th life renters." Carl a was the mem whys. dir 3ft By JAMES OLIVER CURWO0D get well quickly 1" It seemed dllfleult for them to find things to say. Paul, fighting, with the grimly set lines of an Indian in his face, was holding hack what be wanted to tell her. Carta knew. A little more and she would have cried, her own weakness letting down the thing which both were valiantly making nn effort to hold between them. He told her about the specialists who were on Ihelr way. nnd that their own staff hnd no doubt but thnt she would very Soon be on her feet again. He f 1 Lincoln Tribute The tfc-- old n'llft he rnurtrit mviet hve hi St Ihul I portrait of Llmolr i )vun yejr efiei ut lfi.r he w This fourteen Ann Knir)iie. hut he loi'k'd very nearly like llii VVoortre. Wllm.n !d of this I" r t r ; t "II term to m both striktris end lniiul;ir. The cd forehead, snd the brows fln rftnr of lh cleur even, pnnalve perulinr give te the nelil fare charm There la In the eipreoMnn I m r face lha dresmlnro rf llie wilhnul lt later sadneaa." tr The leading rule fian l I.eave nothing diligence. tomorrow which cm dine uur work Sever bt today. Lincoln fall behind fr Every Citizen's Duty Stanton's words, as the dying President breathed bis lust, are known of all "Now be belong to the ages." The ages venerate hltn. They cherish billl II "I h gi'MlcHl memory of the world." That I well Hut It Ir the solemn duty of every American generation to know the man who saved the I'liln. all so full of tep. Suppose, strangely enough, that all of them had discovered the same way to be happy. You would feel that here, if anywhere in the world, was the secret of how to get joy out of life. This is just what has happened during the last few weeks. We knew there were millions of people who had found the secret of happiness in the same way, and we asked them in one or two small announcements in the maRS7.:nes and newspapers to tell us their story. letters came to us from practically all over the globe. All of them said "The secret of happiness is health." How to pet this health? The w sy Thry have found the wsy to that all of thet-- people had disPuojent, ZcMful Health, and covered was not som macic medithe Joy that goes with It some powerful drug, not cine, not some difficult rourxo of training but only a simple, harmleM, natural that It Is only the Internal lubricamethod. It was to Keep the body intion your body needs, Jut like any other machine. t ternally clean, sweeping itj natural jHiisons away earh day, regularly as It sounds like a fairy tale, doesn't dock work by the um? of Nujul. it, to be well and happy so easilyT These people had made a great Well, all you need to do to find out if these people have made discovery. They had found out that real Nujol contains no drug; that it is as discovery is to get ft bottle of Nujol taMcieM and colorlens as pure water; today at any drug store and take it pleasant to lake and forms no habit ; for two weeks. It corU but a few no matter cents and it makes you feci like a that it cannot hurt you, how much you U'ue; that it is nonmillion dollars. The sure wa to fat ten ing; not absorl-eby the body; happiness is through htalih. e t Uscj CH&icsiii'a A liouschoM preparation lialf a rcntury. Thoso vlio know tho arcrct of slin licalih and beauty uac Cuticura Soup and Ointment regularly to krep the akin anJ scalp in pood corulitkm. jTV Linked With Lincoln John Henry Phillip, eighty two, one of (he guard of Abraham Lincoln's body ss It lay In state at Springfield, died at lis home In Neponaet In Deecinlier Inst year, lie enlisted In the Civil war at the age of eighteen years They also find Cnticura Talcum mcmhrr of the family. tV, fHmnmrt tie, t4 (Ok. T.lrai tie. tYaarieta . m m Ideal for every i.mi for over ,i 1. i hi t |