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Show THE JVI2PEUSSEA i "Wlf Vr T "I LOVE VCU1" SJTNOPSIS.-Looklns; over Big Muskeg, a seemingly Impassable swamp In the path of the Mis.ia-til- ji railroad, Joe iiostock, builder ot Hie line, and Wilton Carruthers, chief of engineers, are considering (he dllticullios. A rifle shot Instantly kllla Bostock and breaks Carruthers' arm. Carruthers tries to carry the body to a post of the Hudson's Bay company, where McDonald Is the factor. McDonald's (laughter, Molly, sees Carruthers struggling n the muskeg and drags him from the swamp, with his her father Unaccountably, objects to her saving Carruthers. Weakened by his wound and exertions. Carruthers is disturbed by the appearance of Tom Bowyer, HoHlock's business rival and personal enesny. Bowyer insults Molly, and Carruthers strikes him. Carruthers declares his love for Molly. She promises to be his wife. Carruthm-has to reach the town of Oaf ton to attend a meeting at which BoHtock's enemies plan to wrest control of the Missatlbl from him. Molly goes with him. They are delayed by a storm. Attacked by lila doss, Carruthers' life is saved hy Molly, who Is forced to kill fia animals. "The snow, the snowl" They set out on foot for Clayton, reaching It with Carruthers In an almost dying condition. He Is In lme to foil Bostock's enemies and keep control of the line for Mrs. Bostock. He finds enemies at wsirk at B'g Muskeg. Bowyer persecutes Molly with attentions. lee Chambers asks Carruthers for work, saying he has broken with Bowyer. Carruthers takes him on. Kitty Bostock, deeply In love with Carruthers, comes to live at the Big Muskeg. bur-do- n. s CHAPTER VII Continued. 9 I'.ul sIid went on without hood lug liim, until she stood almost at the end of (lie shaking structure. It wus a The wind Mew dangerous place. Strongly, sending her skirts flying about her, and tumbling her liuir upon Iter shoulders. 'Come hack, Kitty!" called Wilton, mulling his way across the planks until he reached her side. He put out his tiaud to steady her. Then lie saw that he tears were streaming down her 'Cheeks. "Why. Kitty, what Is It?" he begged. "'I didn't hurt you?" She shook his hand from her arm with a violent gesture, leaning back; mid suddenly she lost her stance and 'toppled from the edge of the trestle into the river below. A plunge Into that viscous water was more dangerous than a fall. Wilton realized It Instinctively. Ha leaped feet first find found himself struggling In tli gluey ittimp, half mud, half water. Kitty, who had fallen Into the center of the stream, appeared half a tlozen feet away, her white face upturned, her hands catching for support as the shallow current carried her toward the lake. righting madly, Wiltoa detached his limb from the sucking mud and managed to grasp her skirt as she drifted nst hltn. With a desperate effort he drew her to him and struggled through the yielding muskeg until he 'as' able to catch an upright of the tlOIVHIt HT BV MIWAHI K II I) I i MlAM "I always loved you. Will, and It was my right to love you. It was you built up in your mind all that about my loyalty to Joe. I cared for Joe 'n a way, but that was all. If you Imagined all that you did, was I to blame for It? Sometimes you nearly drove me crazy with your talk about Joe, about his work, about my loyalty to him, when I was hungry for your love. "I'm ashamed Gml knows how I'm ashamed to tell you this. You made me. Will. While Joe lived I was true to him. I'm free, and you are free, and love cannot be bound. And I don't l. care a snap of my fingers for the I care for you. I'm shameless now, when I say this, but you should have seen you should have known. What right had you to drone out your refrain of Joe, Joe, all the day to me, when my heart was crying out for you, and you would not hear It? I want your love, Will I I want you to love me, and to take me away from Manitoba, where I'll never hear of the aguln or Joe!" Afterward It seemed to Wilton like a dreudful dream. Gently he put her arms from his neck, and rose to his feet. And, because the nature of the man was of that simplicity that Instinctively understands, It was not anger, but a deep pity that filled his heart. "I'm sorry, Kitty," he said. "What you hnve told nie makes an end of much that I have planned and dreamed of. It takes the zest out of things. It was my fault. Let us go back." She looked at him with white face, set lips and blazing eyes. She rose without a word, declining his hand, and without a word they went back along the cleared road in the twilight, lie left her at her door. He went to his shack and sat at his desk for a whole hour, his head resting heavily In his hands. All that he had given his life to seemed broken, his Ideals outraged ; his love for Molly was the lodestone of bis life, but even love Is not all a man has to live for. After a long time he was aware of a low tapping nt his door. He rose and opened It. Kitty stood there In the gathering darkness. She came a few steps Into the office, and stopped. "Will," she said in a low voice, "I want to ask you to forget. It was true what I told you partly true. But I was overwrought and weak." The heavy cloud that hung about him partly lifted. Wilton grasped at the hope she gave him as a man, convinced against his will, turns again to his accustomed habits of thought, and will not see. "Kitty," he sold, "I should have known. I was blind. I looked for perfection. I was to blame. Let us forget It all." She answered In the same strained, monotonous voice. "I did love Joe," she said. "In a way, I did. As much as women mostly love their husbands. Mls-sntlb- Mls-satl- bl estle-wor- lie glunced at Kitty as he halted to itch his breath. She lay passive In a arms, her eyes closed ; she seemed V have fainted, but she breathed eas- though quickly. Her dripping ' clothes clung to her tightly, and her fair hair streamed over his arms. Then, plodding through the yielding dwanip. he struggled on until he reached the shore. Kitty opened her eyes nml fixed them upon his. Thank (loil, we're all right now!" aid Wilton. "It was near thing In (bat tnuskec. You lie quiet and rest a little, anil then we'll hurry back, and yon mint change your things quickly." Ther wn a quirk catch of Kitty's "Oh, Will, yon are so blind!" nhe whispered. "Couldn't you see? Are Jon going to make me tell you. Will? Are ''! going to make me tell you ily, that I love wwrnmm your 8he put her arms about bis neck, and fher face on bis shoulder. Wilton, b.irdly stirred; he did not know what to do. "I'll tell you because 1 see I must," nbc wfiiiered. "I've always; loved you, Will. And I never cared for Joe." "Kilty!" The cry that broke from hi lips lield nil I lie anguHh of his disillusionment. It's fce grew scarlet. He tried to fre- - himself, but she clung tightly to him "You've ma do nie tell yon. Will, and u niuut hi'Sf me now," she said. "I ver cared far Joe not In that way. e wanhd me. and I thought I could atn t! love htm. I was hnppy with could he expect? He Jm, but would have been old nnugh to have been my fiither. What right bad he to marry me. Ignorant as I was of love and of the world? I was happy with dum-founde- ht fclm til! I met you. Gently He Pu ,ir Arms From His Neck. cave him all the love that was his right. And I do enre for the line. 1 want you to wipe all memory of this iifternoofi out of your mind. Try to think of me as you used to." lie took her bands In bis. "It's all forgotten. Kitty," be said. "We won't think of It n.iln." I'.ut nil that night his thought revolved about thst dark spot In his mind, which he had barred off, as If II had been a prison. I CHAPTER VIII Treachery. When Kitty left the shack she went slowly toward her house. At the door TIMES-NEW- she hesitated and then, as if with a sudden resolution, she made her way quickly In the direction of the port age. There was a rig with two horses be fore the factor's door. Inside the door Tom Bowyer was standing, and Molly faced him, white to the Hps, and rigid, "I've given you your answer many times," said JMolly. Bowyer smiled. "No decision that was ever made can't be changed," he retorted. "Is It a crime to love you-twant to make you my wife?" "No: but it is a crime to persecute me when you know you have no right to ask me at all." Tom Bowyer, who had cultivated his rages until they had mastered him, could never refrain from falling into the bully's pose when he met opposition. He slammed bis fist down fierce ly on the counter. "I'll change your answer, Molly !" he cried. "Before I leave this store to night. I'll have you. at my feet, for all your pride. D n It. It's your pride I want as much as vou. I want to hum ble you, because there's never been man or woman I couldn't tame sooner or later. I'm making you an honorable proposal. Your father's a dying man. Anyone can see that. I want you,' and I want to take care of him for your sake, the rest of his days. I ask you to be my wife, to come to Cold June tlon with me and marry me. D'you suppose he could hold his Job here another day If the company knew he's paralyzed? I'll drive him from the portage unless you marry me and let him take his pension and live with us." "I tell you no' again 1" cried Molly. "How many times am I to answer you? Will you go now?" He caught her by the wrists, thrust ing his face forward Into hers. She screamed tn fear, and they heard the dragging footsteps of Cie factor In his room above. The old man felt his way slowly down the stairs and edged along the counter. There was fear in his sunken eyes ; but It was anger made him tremble. "Ye go too far, Mr. Bowyer!" he quavered. "Ye canna Insult my girl In my own house I" "Get back to bed, you old fool I" sneered Bowyer. "Didn't you do your NEPHI, UTAH S, Tvetrr asked Kitty, breathing quickly. "By the end of the year yoor shares wfi; fee worth nothing. You'll be ruined. It will be Impossible to raise the cap! tal to keep the line, either. It s a shame that Carruthers should waste his time and strength trying to carry out an Impossible dream. If you could sell your shares at pur when the note falls due, you could pull out, and you and he could make a sensible Invest ment. He'd soon get over the disap pointment. You could see to that." lie couiu not hide the nicker or a smile. Kitty saw it, and loathed Bowyer the more. She knew he was play ing on her hopes, and yet the sudden vision made her heart beat furiously. "I m going to marry Molly," he continued. "I swear that I possess the power to make her my wife. But want the line In return. I want to see some of Joe's papers. They're yours, and you can let me see them without doing wrong, and you'll be helping Carruthers indirectly. They're In his safe, You know the combination. "I'll marry her this fall. Ton can trust me, Mrs. Bostock, because you oversaw Just how I feel about her." Kitty tapped softly at the door of Molly's room. "He's gone, dear," she whispered. "Let me come in to you. The bedstead was dragged back. Molly stood before her, white-faced MADE WORLD WAR PICTURES AMERICAN .J:G0M fur This Department Supplied by News 8rvtc.) thf American lsrton (Copy WANT HERO MEDAL FOR HIM Charles Crozier, New York, Plunged Into River and Saved Seven-Year-O- ld Boy. The history of America's part In the World war as told In pictures, from scenes of death and destruction In France to the gay pictures of returning soldiers landing at Hoboken, was photographed by or under the direction of Capt. E. N. Jackson of the Signal. corps. TTT ..1. J. Crozier of 51S Tully street, Syracuse, N. Y., was driving a truck across a Syracuse bridge he happened to look at the river below. CrozIer' casual glance underwent a decidHe ed change. saw something In A water. the small hand and 'arm seemed to be Just level with the surface. Not many seconds elapsed until Crozier was beneath the surface of the water to see who was attached to the arm. The next thing he really saw very distinctly was the small wet body of a boy silhouetted against the white interior of an ambulance. Crozier and William John Hanley, Jr., whose life he had saved, were on their way to the hospital. For his act of heroism his buddies of the American Legion are helping In the movement to secure for hlm a medal. Carnegie As Charles d seven-year-ol- Capt. E. N. Jaekson of Signal Corps Photographed Important Events During Conflict. FUTURE AUXILIARY WORKER 3onnie Jean Kelly, Youngest Member at Organization of North Dakota State Department. The youngest member present at the organization of the North Dakota state department of the American Legion auxiliary was a little lassie only four months old. Bonnie Jean Kelly of TIrn Running post at Devil's Lake own "If she wiuna have ye I winna sell her! Leave the house and do your worst !" "If I do," answered Bowyer, "I'll do It. D'you mean that? Answer me, McDonald I" - The factor sank back against the counter and glared at him with hag gard eyes, his gray beard brushing his breast. Bowyer smiled triumphantly. "Speak for me, McDonald," he jeered. "Tell her why she'd better change her mind." The factor raised his head. "Molly, lass," he whimpered, "It's a grand opportunity he's offering ye. Have ye no thocht of that? It'll be a hame for ye In my old age, when I canna care for ye." Molly fixed her eyes In horror upon McDonald. But Bowyer strode between them. "You're a fine he sneered. "Get out of the way I" And, Inflamed almost to madness, he seized Molly In his arms and pressed his Hps to her cheek and throat again and again. "I guess you're not so coy as you pre tend, Molly," he cried. "You women are all alike, after all. I never knew one yet that wasn't In a hurry to get hitched up. however much she pretended to dislike It." The opening of the door behind him made him start. Kitty stood there, and It was quite clear that she had been a spectator of the scene. With a strangled cry Molly broke from Bowyer's grasp and ran Into her room. She dragged her bed against the door and stood behind It, sobbing with terror and anger. The factor leaned against the counter, a look of dull apathy on his face. Bowyer turned sheepishly to Kitty. 'Well, I guess you caught me this time, Mrs. Bostock," he said. "But, be ing a woman, you'll understand." Kitty's disgust for Bowyer held her silent. She made the slightest gesture of her head to him and went out of the store. Bowyer followed her. "Whnt does It mean?" asked Kitty. "It means thnt I want Molly McDonald, and I've never wanted any man or woman yet that I dldu't get," said Bowyer. "Make the most of It," he blustered. "I've ns much right as Carruthers, haven't I?" ".No." mild Kitty. "Why haven't 1?" "Mr. Carruthers was first. They are engaged." "What's to stop her breaking It?" As hU ngltation subsided, Bowyer, a keen Judge, noticed that Kitty's poise was unnatural ; she seemed laboring under some suppressed emotion. He looked quickly into her eyes and saw that she bad been crying. And then be Kitty Drew Her Down Beside Her. and tense. Kitty put her arm round her and sat down on the bed beside her. "Tom Bowyer's a beast, Molly," she said. "But most men are. If you give them the least bit of encouragement " "I never encouraged hlrn !" cried Molly, sobbing violently. "I've always hated the sight of him. He has some power over father." "He seems very fond of you," sug gested Kitty. "Do you call that fondness? I hate him. I hate the sight of him." Kitty stroked her cheek softly. "You haven't met very many men, dear. Love doesn't amount to very much. And It doesn't last very long. I was quite happy with Joe, after the first month or two." Molly looked at her In wonder. "Why, I thought you and Joe loved each other!" she exclaimed. "I admired Joe and respected him. And then, there was not the dreadful specter of poverty with him. Joe was a man like Will Carruthers. he'd keep his word, no matter at what cost." Molly sprang to her feet. "What are you hinting at?" she cried hysterically. What word Is Will keeping? Do you mean his promise to me?" Kitty drew her down beside her. "Can't you see. Molly, dear Heaven knows how I hate hurting you, but I'm thinking of your kapplness as well as Will's can't you see that It was only a passing episode to him, this engage ment V Molly sat perfectly silent, fixing her eyes on Kitty's face. "If he had meant It, wouldn't ha have written oftener from Clayton?" "How long was he 111, then?" cried Mi)ly. "He was In bed a few days after you left. Of course, be couldn't resume his work till bis arm had healed, but he wasn't what you could call HI. At least, he went to the directors' office every day to work on the plans." Her blue eyes, tranquil as a child's. looked Into Molly's gray ones. I'res- ently Molly laughed. To think I didn't know!" she said, have been blind, haven't I? And I thought that It was you who bad ceased to love me." "I, Molly, dear? Well It was pretty knew. A slow smile spread over bis face. hard, coming here with Will Carruthers feeling you ought to know, and Kitty Buttock had not made Big Mus- and not daring to speak. But please don't keg her home so long out of devotion take my word about the man you're ento the memory of Joe. With a deliberated impulse Bowyer gaged to. I feel like a mischief-maker- . But I love you, dear, and I like Will, put out his luind ami took hers. "1 want two thinus. Mrs. Buttock," and I do feel be Isn't to blame. That's h? said. "Molly McDonald, anil the why I came to you. And I've no doubt Mixsntibl. How runny do you want?" he's honorable enough to say nothing He looked at tier still more keenly, at oil. If you want to " "Kitty!" Molly sprang to her feet. "one?" Kilty said nothing, but there was the quivering with Indignation. slightest nod of hrr head In Answer. "It's a Mm me, Mrs. Bostock, th.it you "Two-thirdof the treatlswe-should have to lo all Joe's money In had disappeared, including t ten-cetliat line," said Bowyer. He great stretch of the foundation." was quite st his ease now, feeling him self in Ins (customed element of IntTU UK CO.NTIM'KUJ trigue. "Lien If It could be built, II wouldn't pay. And If It did pay I'd take It myself. 1 want It. anyway. Not Before the Polies Came. One Man to Another There's somethat I'd bint you. If I could help It. U .Mrs, BosIih ; but I've (ot niy Interests thing at. out yoi that f (loo t likes, I SO look out for." believe It U jour fatal - i f t 3 Vice Commander Jackson Carried Commander MacNIder's Message to the British Legion. The first man to cross the American continent In an automobile was the first man to cross the Atlantic ocean with a message from American World war service men exclusively to British Tommies. That P" man Is H. Nelson Jackson of Bur- - me national vice f A commanders of the American Legion, who recently represented the Legion at an annual meeting of the British Legion, made op of World war service men of the British Isles. During the war Mr. Jackson served In the Medical corps and for gallantry in action was decorated with the D. S. C, Croix de Guerre and the LeHe was gion of Honor of France. promoted through the various ranks from first lieutenant to lieutenant .,.Jfo colonel. love-maker- s ', TO THE TOMMIES GREETINGS life-savin-g A .111 not end wlth tne J.x cessation of hos tilities. Perhaps his was the most Interesting role played by any member of the A. E. F. after the armistice. When President Wilson went to France the story of his activities was photographed by Captain Jackson. Whether the president shook hands with a European soldier, signed an Important paper or had dinner with a king. Captain Jackson was there with his camera. Today, the official photographs taken by Captain Jackson and hla staff are to be found In galleries, libraries, public buildings and private homes In every part of the United States. Mr. Jackson, no longer a captain, is now clicking the shutter aa one of the staff photographers of the New York Daily News. He spends hla spare time at the clubrooms of the American Legion, Signal post No. 343, in New York city. ' Bonnie Jean Kelly. was Immediately adopted by the entire state department when she was presented as "one of the directors of, the auxiliary's affctrs tomorrow." t Bonnie Jean's father, M. P. Kelly, served as first lieutenant of the d pursuit squadron of the First Tiny. The greetings which Mr. Jackson presented to the British Legion In behalf of Commander Hanford MacNIdcr declared that: "No generation of our nations hnve been so closely bound together. Through the coming years It must be our mutual duty to so strengthen'and cement these ties that from this great undertaking may come peace to all the world." SPENT MONTHS IN AN ASYLUM Nlne-Vy-thlr- ORIGINATED Medal THE GOLD STAR Showing Appreciation of the Idea Is Presented to J. M. Buck of Omaha, Neb. A medal purchased with funds given by the governors.of many states. Gen- eral I'ershlng and a hundred notables In civil and military circles, has been presented to J. M. Buck of Omaha, Neb., who originated the gold star which was placed on the caskets of all war dead to be returned to this country from Kuropean battlefields. Omaha was a distributing point for the United States graves registration service. After the federal agency began to return bodies from overset I, thousands of caskets passed through Omaha. Mr. Buck suggested to the Omaha American Legion that a gold star be placed on each soldier's casket. The Legion Immediately accepted the idea and through the Legion's organization, the custom of placing the star on all soldiers' caskets In all parts of the United Slates was adopted. ' Kvery contingent of soldier dead arriving at Omaha was met at the railway station by n delegation from the American Legion. Mr. Buck always accompanied the Legionnaires and supervised the placing of the stars on the caskets. The medal was presented Mr. Bui k ns an expression of appreciation of his work. Three Myths. , A man's auto had broken down. When be crawled under It no crowd cullccted and attempted to ad v hie htm how to fix It. fr miner was entombed three days and three nights as the result of a cnve-ln- . When be was flnslly rescued It wfis found that bis ha lit had not turned snow white. A soldier was on gimrd drily and approached by an c,;nrer who asked him to give his general orders. The sentinel reeled tbem oft, making mony mistakes, and the ofllcer crr rected Mm, thus revealing the fnc( fist he knew them hlmseif Amerl, at A s Lojrfon Week '7. New Zealand Government Is Probing Case of Subject at Imprisoned Elgin, III. The New Zealand government Is Investigating the case of Kobert M. Thompson of Chrlstchurch, World war veteran, who has Just returned to his home In New Zealand, after having spent several months In the asylum far the Insane at Elgin, I1L Thompson came to the United State after having his health shattered la the war. Acting on the advice of the Canadian government, vhleh looks after New Zealand military pensioners In America, he called at the office of the veterans' bureau In Chicago. A week after Thompson first called at the office of the bureau, he says that he found himself a regular Inmate In the asylum at Elgin, receiving very poor food and Indifferent treatment. He finally succeeded In smuggling letters out to a former college friend wTin took the matter up with the His release wne asylum authorities. arranged on the condition that he leave the United Slates Immediately. ? On With the r Carrying American Legion Jesup, la., with ,fewer than 00 population has 130 American legion members. Strangers seeking help In la., must be passed on by a committee of leading citiwns, the business men end American Legion posts of the city have decided. Correc-tlonvlll- e, Out of .V) men 27(1 were found lo have some kind of physical disability In a canvass of former service men In CIny county, Iowa, (onducled hy th American Jtod Cross and the American delegate at the stHte American aniiliary convention at fdnr Haplds. la., was enthusiastically pp. t'lnnded when she stated on the floor that she wss "flennnn In l lrh bi'f wholly American In spirit-" S" e bad two sons In service. A n |