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Show THE TIMES-NEW- NEPHI, UTAH S, rAClvJ m and his captors. Jack Kilmeny MOYA SAYS "YES" SYNOPSIS, Word that their nightly (rolics are distasteful to a party of "high-tone- d Britishers" recently arrived at the an Lodge, among them army captain and his sister of the same name as himself. Is brought to Jack Kilmeny (known to hla Intimates ae Crumbs) and some friends camping on the Gunnison In Colorado. Called to account for the uproar by Dobyans Verin-de- r. snobbish millionaire, member of the British party. Jack snubs that Individual and has a friendly chat with Moya Dwlght, attractive Irish girl. Jack has no use for his British relatives, two of whom he knows are at the Lodsre. While fishing, Kilmeny again meets Miss Dwlght. and by her is introduced to the other members of the party, chief of r, whom are Lord and Lady as "Mr. Crumbs." Jack Is immensely Impressed by the loveliness of Joyce Seldon, companion of Moya. Next day, at Gunnison, the Farquhar party sees "Mr. Crumbs" win the bucking broncho championship. He disappears after the contest. On their way home Moya and her companions are overtaken by a sheriff's posse In pursuit of two men who have robbed the treasurer of the County Fair association of the proceeds of the show. The sheriff declares the men are Jack Kilmeny ("Crumbs") and his friend Colter.' Captain Kilmeny and his sister realize that Jack is their cousin. His participation in the Jack robbery seems assured. meets Moya and convinces her of his Innocence of the crime charged against him. Joined by the Farquhar party. Jack's relationship to Captain Kilmeny and his sister Is established. He leaves them. With Jack Kilmeny his prisoner, the sheriff makes a short stay at the Lodge. Far-quha- CHAPTER V Continued Tet his own pulse stirred with the sheer melodrama of the scene. For as the man came forward It chanced that the luminous moonbeams haloed like a spotlight the blond head and splendid shoulders of the prisoner. Never in his gusty lifetime had he looked more the vagabond enthroned. He was costless, and the strong muscles sloped beautifully from the brown throat. A sardonic smile was on the face, and those who saw that smile labeled it Impudent, debonair, or whimsical, as fancy pleased. Jack Kilmeny nodded with cool equality toward Farquhar and the cap tain. Ignored Verinder, and smiled genially at India. For Moya his look had a special meaning. It charged her with the duty of faith In him. Somehow, too, it poured courage into her sinking heart. "Afraid an engagement at Gunnison with Sheriff Gill won't let me stop for any poker tonight," he told his host. Farquhar was on the spot to meet him in the same spirit. "Verlnder will be glad of that. I fancy my pocket-bootoo, will be fatter tomorrow morning." Biggs appeared to take the newly arrived party In charge. As they started to follow him the prisoner came face to face with Joyce, who was Just coming out of the house. Under the lowered lights of evening she seemed to swim In a tide of beauty rich and mellow. The young man caught his breath at the sheer pagan loveliness of her. "What Is she asked In a low, sweet, tremulous voice. His assurance fled. The bravado was sponged from his face Instantly. He stared at her in silence from fascinated eyes until he moved forward at the spur of an Insistent arm at his elbow. India wondered how Lady Jim would dispose of the pnrty. Jack Kilmeny might be a criminal, but he happened to be their cousin. It would hardly do to Rend him to the servants' quarters to eat. And where he ate the sheriff and his posse would likewise have to dine. The young woman need not have concerned herself. l.ady Farquhar knew enough of the West and Its ways not to make a mistake. Such food as could be prepared at short notice was served In the dining room. Having washed the dust of travel from himself, the sheriff returned to the porch to apologize once more for having made so much trouble. Farquhar diverted blm from his regrets by asking Mm how they bad made the capture. "I ain't claiming much credit for getting him," Olll admitted. "This here was the way of it. A kid had been lost from Landor's ranch strayed She way In the hills, y'understand. was gone for forty-eigh- t hours, and everybody In the district was on the hunt for her. Looked like they weren't going to git her. Soon It would be ton late, even If th- - did find her. Resides, there are a heap of mountain Hons tip In that country. I tell yon her folks were plumb worried." Moya, listening to every word as she leaned forward, spoke vividly. "And Mr. Kilmeny found her." The sheriff surprised eyes turned to her. "That's right, ma'am. He did. I dunno how you guessed It, but you've rang the bell. He found her and brought her down to the ranch. It Just happened we had drapped In there ten minutes before 80 we gathered him In handy as the pocket In your hlrt." The retired to the dining room, whence came presently snatches f cheerful talk httween the prisoner . devil-may-ca- k, itr six-rif- f . In their company was frankly a western frontiersman. "You passed close to me Wednesday night at the fork of Rainbow above the J K ranch. I was lying on a ledge close to the trail. You discussed whether to try Deer creek or follow Rainbow to Its headwaters," the miner said. "That was sure one on us. Hadn't been for the kid, I don't reckon we ever would have took you," a deputy confessed. "What beats me Is why you weren't a hundred miles away in Routt county over in yore old stamping ground," another submitted. "I had my reasons. I wasn't looking to be caught anyhow. Now you've got me you want to watch me close," the prisoner advised. "We're watching you. Don't make any mistake about that and try any fool break," Gill answered, quite undisturbed. ' "He's the coolest hand I ever heard," Farquhar said to the party on the porch. "If I were a highwayman I'd like to have him for a partner." "He's not a highwayman, I tell you," corrected Moya. "I hope he isn't, but I'm afraid he is," India confided in a whisper. "For whatever else he Is, Jack' Kilmeny Is a man." "Very much so," the captain nodded, between troubled puffs of his pipe. "And I'm going to stand by blm," announced his sister with a determined toss of her pretty head. Moya slipped an arm quickly around her waist. She was more grateful for this support than she could say. It meant that India at least had definitely accepted the American as a rela tive with the obligation that implied. Both girls waited for Ned Kilmeny to declure himself, for, after all, he was the head of the family. The excitement of the girl he snowea itself in the dusky eyes sparkling beneath the soft mass of hair, in the glow of underlying blood that swept Into her cheeks. She hoped oh, how she hoped ! that the officer would stand by his cousin. In her heart she knew that if he did not no matter how right his choice might be In principle she never would like him so well again. He was a mun who carried In his face and In his bearing the note of fineness, of personal distinction, but If he were to prove a formalist at heart, if he were going to stickle for an assurance of his kinsman's Innocence before he came to the prisoner's aid, Moya would have no further use for him. When the sheriff presently came out Captain Kilmeny asked him If he might have a word with the prisoner. "Sure. Anything you want to say to him." The English officer drew his cousin aside and with some embarrassment tendered him the use of his purse in the event It might be needed for the defense. Jack looked at him steadily with hard unflinching eyes. "Why are you offering this, captain?" "I don't quite take you." "I mean, what's your reason? Don't like it to get out that you have a cousin in the pen. Is that it? Anxious to avoid a family scandal?" he asked, almost with a sneer. The captain flushed, but before he could answer India flamed out. "You might have the decency to be ashamed of that. Jack Kilmeny." Her cousin looked at the girl gravely, then hack at her lean, clean-facebrother. "I am. Beg your pardon, captain. As for your offer, I would accept It If there were any need. But there isn't The charges against me will fall flat." "Deuced glad to hear It. Miss Dwlght has Just been telling as It would be all right." India looked straight at Jack out of the steel-blueyes that were so like his own. "I wasn't so sure of It myself, but Moya was. Nothing could shake her. She's a good friend." "I had It sized up about that way," the miner replied. "I'm much obliged to her." The prisoner shook hands with both of tils cousins, lifted a gray felt hat from the rack, and delivered himself to the sheriff. "All right. Gill." India gave a little exclamation and moved toward the hatrark. Her hand fell upon a second hat, similar In appearance to the first, but much more worn and She opened her lips to speak and closed them without saying a word. For her eyes had met those of Moya and read there a warning. The last faint heat of the retreating hoofs died away. Ah awkward constraint settled upon the party left a tS.' Vxlge. It was Impossible to discuss the situation openly, yet f was embarrassing to Ignore the suhjeet In. the thoughts of all. After a decenr Interval they began to drop away, one by one, from the group. India followed Moya, and found that young woman In her room. "What are you hiding?" Miss Kilmeny asked quickly. Moya produced from her hatbox a gray sombrero and put It on the table. "I didn't know It was yon thought It might be Lady Jim," she explained. "Why wasn't I to tell Jack Kilmeny that ha bad taken Ned's hat by mistake?" India wanted to know. "Because It wasn't by mistake.' "Not by mistake! What would be want with another man's batT" blue-blac- k d e broad-brimme- dust-staine- d By Wm. MacLeod Raine Copyriatat by O. W. Dillingham Co. "I'm not sure about that. Perhaps he didn't want his own." "But why why J" "Don't they search prisoners before they lock them up?" Moya , asked abruptly. Suppose there is something about that hat lie didn't want them to see." "How do you mean?" India picked up the hat and turned It round slowly. "It's worn and a bit disreputable, but he wouldn't care for that." Moya found a pair of scissors in her work basket. With these she ripped off the outer ribbon. This told her nothing. Next she examined the inside. Under the sweat pad was a folded slip of paper. She waved It In excitement. "What did I tell you?" "But if he Is Innocent what could there be lie wanted to hide?" "I don't know. Do you think we ought to read this?" "I don't know," India repeated in her turn. "Perhaps it may be a message to you." Moya's face lighted. "Of course that's it. He wanted to tell us something when the rest were not there, so he used this method." Three cramped lines were penciled on the torn fragment of paper. "At wharf above camp. "Twelve 6teps below big rock. "In gunny sack three yards from shore." Two pairs of puzzled eyes looked into each other. "What can it mean?" India asked. "Can it be a direction for finding something?" "That's what we must find out. .'At wharf above camp.' That probably means his fishing camp." "What are you going to do, India?" "I'm going to get Ned to help me find that gunny sack." Moya found herself trembling. She did not know why. It .was not doubt of her reckless friend, but none the less she was in a panic. '"Do yon think we'd better?" Miss Kilmeny looked at her In sur- - India Picked Up the Hat and Turned It Round Slowly. prise. In general nobody came to decision more quickly than Moya. "Of course. How else CHn we tell whether It Is something he wants us to do for him?" "When shall we look ?" "The sooner the bettpr tonight," answered the other girl Immediately. "Lady Jim," Moya reminded her. "She needn't know. She can't object If we take Ned and go fishing for an hour." Moya consulted her watch. "Let's go now. We can be back In time for supper." "Get Into your fishing togs. I'll get Ned and we'll meet you on the west porch In a quarter of on hour." Within the appointed time the three slipped away down the river hank trail as silently as conspirators. The captain was rather Inclined to pooh-poothe whole thing, but he was not at all sorry to share an adventure that brought him Into a doner relationship with Moya Dwlght. "Must be this wharf," India snid presently, as a bulky shadow loomed out of the darkness. "Shouldn't wonder. He's a big rock Just below It Didnl the paper rock?" asked say something shout the captain. "7wW step below big rock, It h wys." The soldier paced off the distance. "What nowr "Three yards from the shore," called his Bister. "There should be a gunny sack. Whatever that la." "Afraid he's spoofing us," Kilmeny aald with a laugh as he moved otlt In his waders against the current. "Here I am. What's the next direction T" India giggled. 8 lie was Irish enough to get the humorous side of things and could not help being frivolous even when she was greatly Interested. "Now you look over yonr left sheul-de- r at the moon and wish." Her brother's hlgu vol" m la "I My foot's kicking something. Wait a Jiff." He braced his feet, dived suddenly down with one arm till his face touched the water, and grappled with his fingers for a hold on something lying between two rocks at the bottom. Using both hands, be dragged bis find to land. "It's a sack," India cried excitedly. The captain's eyes met those of Moya. Ills face was grave, but she was white to the Hps. Both of them felt sure of whut they would find in the sack. "Open it," she told him tenrely. With his pocketknlfe Kilmeny cut the string that tied the sack. He drew out a heavy valise so full that it gaped. Silver and gold coins, as well as bills, filled It to the mouth. Tuey had found the money stolen from the treasurer of the Gunnison County Fair association. All three of them were sick at heart. Jack Kilmeny then was guilty, after all. The message in the hat had not been Intended for them, but had been merely a note of Identification of the spot. He had taken the captain's hat merely because he did not want the officers to find the directions under the sweat pad. To Moya the next hour was a nightmare. They returned to the Lodge and slipped Into the house by way of a French window opening upon the deserted north porch. Kilmeny hid the sack of treasure In his trunk and divested himself of his fishing clothes. Presently he Joined Moya and his sister on the front porch, where shortly they 'were discovered by Verlnder In search of a fourth at "bridge. India, knowing how greatly her friend was shaken, volunteered to fill the table and maneuvered Verlnder back Into the living room with her. Captain Kilmeny, left alone with the girl of his dreams, wisely said nothing. He was himself Indignant, his family pride stung to the quick. His cousin was not only a thief but a liar. Born of a race of soldiers, with the traditions of family and of the army back of him for generations, the latter offense was the greater of the two. He understood something of how Miss she had chamDwlght fult. Openly Now her feelings pioned his cause.were wounded, her pride hurt, and her ablaze. The fellow's offense angp against her had been flagrant. So far the captain had guessed correctly. Moya writhed like a bruised woodland creature. Her friendship had been abused. She had been as credulous as a simple country wench, while he no donbt had been laughing up his sleeve at her all the time. No longer had she any doubt as to his guilt. To give herself In friendship Impulsively was her temperament, though not many were Judged worthy of such giviiig. This blue-eye- d scamp had won her as no man ever had before. She had seen him through a stood glamor. Now his character stripped in Its meanness. Her sweet trust was crushed. Against the advice of her friends she had been wayward and headstrong, so sure that she knew best. Kilmeny, sitting beside her In the deep shadows cast by the wild cucumber vines, became aware that she was weeping silently. His heart bled for her. "I say, don't," he pleaded. It was impossible for him to voice adequately his feelings. Greatly daring, he let an arm rest across the shoulders that were being racked by suppressed pianissimo sobs. "You mustn't, you know. I can't stand It." And, again, "Please don't." She gulped down the lump In her throat and turned upon him filmy eyes, the lashes of which were tangled with tears. The fine strong soldier represented the haven of rest toward which she was being driven. Had she never met his American cousin she knew that she would probably have accepted him in the end. The swift Impulse swept her to anchor her craft for life in a safe harbor. "Do yon still , . . want me?" she asked lifelessly. He could not on the Instant take her meaning. Then, "Want you I" he cried In a low voice no words could have expressed fully. "Want you? Oh, my say. ' dear I" "You know I don't love you . . . not in one way," she told Him naively. "Lady Jim says that will come. I don't know. Perhaps you won't want to take the risk." She could see the desire of her leap to his honest eyes. "tJy G d, I'll take my chnnce." he cried. "You'll give me all the time I want not push me too hard?" "You shall set your own time." Her dusky head was leaning wearily against the back of a wicker porch chair. From sheer fatigue her eyes fluttered shut. Her lover would have given anything to wrap her In his arms and fight away her troubles. But ha knew It would be months before he could win the light to do this. "Would yoo mind If If we didn't tell the others Just yet?" "It shall be as yoo aay, Moya, dear." She nodded languid thanks. "You're 1 think I'll go to bed. good. 1 I'm so tired." He kissed the tips of ber fingers nd she vanished round the corner of the bouse. Kilmeny sat down again and looked for long serns the moonlit river. His sweetheart had promised to marry him. bat In bow Strang a fashion. il ... ... was to be her husband some day, but he was not yet her lover by a good deal. His Imagination fitted another man to that role, and there roaj before him the strong brown face f his cousin with Its mocking eyes and smile. devil-may-ca- CHAPTER VI The Bad Penny Again. Verlnder strolled down to tbs river bank, where Joyce was fishing from the shore in a tentative fashion. "Casting Is a horrid bore. You should be a fisher of mtu," he told her fatuously, "If I could be sure I wouldn't catch one. But If I happened to, what would I do with him?" "Do with him I Why, it depends on whom you catch. If he's undersize unhook him gently and throw him back Into the river. What I" The gay smile, flashed sideways at him, was a challenge. "But It Isn't always so easy to unhook them, I'm told. "Not If one doesn't want to." Joyce shot one swift glance at him and saw that he was on the verge of waxing sentimental. That would never do. It was on the cards that she might have to marry Verlnder but she did not want him making love to her. "Please don't take the trouble. It's really a matter of no moment." The young woman made another cast. "To you." "I was thinking about me." "You usually are, aren't you?" She looked up with surprised amusement. Resentment had made him bold. This was the first spark of spirit she had shaken out of him and she had made him the victim of many moods. "But I don't blame you for thinking about the most Interesting person you know. I think about you a lot myself. You're really rippln', you know." . Joyce groaned In spirit. He did that sort of thing as gracefully as a bear danced. To create a diversion she whipped back her line for a cast so that the files snapped close to his ear. "I say, be a bit careful," Verlnder suggested. "Oh, did I book you?" she asked carelessly. "I've been on your line for weeks." "You'd better whisper it. Moya might hear," she advised roguishly. Verlnder flushed. The transfer of his attentions was still a sore subject with him. He hoped it would be generally understood that he had given up Miss Dwlght of his own choice. He did not want it to get out that he had been jilted: "The whole world Is welcome to hear it. I'd advertise it In the Times If it would do any good." "I believe you are Impudent," laughed the beauty. "I know I'm impudent" "I think It would do yon good to take a long walk, Mr. Verinder," "With Miss Seldon?" he wanted to know cautiously. "Alone," she told him severely. "It would be a rest." "A rest for me or for you?" The dimples flashed Into her soft cheeks again. "For both of us, ' perhaps." "Thanks. It's rather Jolly here." He put his hands in his trousers pocket and leaned against a tree. "Hope you'll enjoy it I'm going to find Moya." Miss Seldon reeled up, put her rod against the tree, and off with sauntered lissom grace, Verlnder tagged after her. They followed . the trail a stone's throw in silence. "Miss Dwlght's always going off by herself. Seems to me she's a bit off her feed," Verinder suggested. Joyce was amused. For a man who wanted It understood that only ona girl In the world mattered to blm ha still appeared to take .a good deal of Interest In Moya. "Seems dreamy and er depressed. What!" he continued. "Perhaps she is In love," Joyce let herself suggest wickedly. "I've thought of that but 'pon my word I I can't think of a man." "Why not Mr. Verlnder?" His eyeglass ogled her to make sura he was not being made game of, but the lovely face was very Innocent. "Can't be," he demurred with con ventlonal denial. "Captain Kilmeny, then." "Hardly. I don't think be's quite her style of man." "Perhaps with hla cousin, the highwayman." "Good heavens, no I" "There's Moya now and there's a man with her," Joyce announced. "By Gad, It's the highwayman P Verlnder gasped. Wall, the captain ha caught Moya'a heart en th rebound. But will it last? Do h really lev Jack? (TO BE CONTINUED.) Trum Word Don't wear a long face. It will get you nothing, no matter what your troubles. Rather radiate pleasantness In splta of yonr troubles. This will mora quickly bring you sympathy and assistance. "Smile, and the world smiles wltb you." Pennsylvania Grit. CARE AND FEED FOR COWS WHEN CALVING Cows that are to calve should be provided with a comfortable 8nd box stall. It Is Imperative that the bowels are moving freely before calving time. Laxative feeds such as a mixture of two parts bran and one part linseed meal should be fed. If the cow still remains more or less constipated give a drench of epsom salts, or a dose of one quart of linseed oIL A number of troubles which usually occur about calving time can be prevented by proper feeding and care before freshening. During calving time the cow should not be disturbed except in the case of abnormal birth. During the first days after calving she must be protected from cold and her drinking water should be given at. a luke-wartemperature. The vitality of the cow Is very low at this time, and careful and thorough herdsmanshlp Is necessary. The feed must be rather limited In amount. Good quality legume hay, a little silage, and bran mashes make a satisfactory ration at this time. Watch the high producing cow for milk fever, and If It occurs resort to the air treatment A little time Is all that It takes to figure out a good balanced ration. It will be found to be a pood Investment of time when the Increased milk flow Is measured. Cows In milk need plenty of protein and mineral matter. These can be obtained within the limits of economic production. A good cow Is a good worker, and a good worker needs plenty to eat Alfalfa hay at will, sllnge, and grain in accordance with the amount of milk given should be fed. Each cow should be fed Individually. A herdsman can estimate the amount of milk and the condition of the cow. The grain can be Increased as long as the milk flow Increases. If the cow starts to put on flesh, It Is an indication of too much well-bedd- ed feed. Succulence Is necessary. This can be obtained by corn silage In winter and a permanent pasture In the summer. If the grain mixture Is too heavy a bulky feed like wheat bran or dried beet pulp should be added. B. W. Fairbanks, Colorado Agricultural College. Warning Against Buying Inferior Dairy Cattle From many states there are now warnings against buying Inferior dairy cattle from unreliable parties. The good price of dairy products, coming at a time when farm prices In general were depressed, has been largely responsible for the Increased demand for dairy cows. The work of testing for tuberculosis Is for considerable demand to replace animals reacting to the test In Illinois approximately 1,000 dairy cattle are being tested every day, of which some 58 head react and have to be killed. Other states report similar progress. Unscrupulous cattle dealers. In order to profit by the brisk trade, are buying culls In the stock yards and shipping them back to the farmers. According to M. H. Peterson, head of the tuberculosis eradication department of the Illinois Agricultural association, "many unsuspecting farmers have diseased animals bought plugged' so full of tuberculin that when they are tested for Importation Into the state, there Is no apparent re--' action." Nebraska recently Issued a warning signed by prominent farmers and agricultural authorities against the crooked dealer. Fred Ferguson, dairy expert of Iowa, not long ago sent a similar warning to be posted In every bank of Iowa. Closer contact with farmers snd local breeders' associations will help. Those entering the dairy business for the first time can well afford to pay a neighbor or friend they know Is reliable and la acquainted with the business, to help them buy animals. And by all means, make sure of the reliability of all parties selling cattle before buying. - coming High Temperature Tends to Encourage Bacteria Even with reasonable precautions to exclude bacteria from cream, a considerable number will always be present. If the cream Is left uncooled these multiply rapidly, soon spoiling the cream. Dr. II. W. Conn of Connecticut has found that one bacterium In milk kept at a temperature of IV) degrees Fahrenheit for 24 hours will multiply to seven, while one bacterium In milk kept at a temperature of 70 degrees for 24 hours will multiply to 700. At higher temperatures the Increase la correspondingly greater. Oats for Dairy Cows Oats are considered, especially when mixed with other grain, good feed for dairy cows. Grain alone Is not good feed. A good grain ration to feed dairy cows consists of 200 pounds ground corn, 200 pounds ground oats, 200 pounds bran and 100 pounds Give etch animal 1 pound of the mixture for every pounds of milk produced. Oats alone will not dry op a cow, In fact a cow fed oats wlU do txtter than ahe would If not so fed. i |