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Show iihed li GEORGE YHUl Penn. Publish: MARSH VV.ua 5ervic INSTALLMENT THE STOUT BOFAR: Bound fur the fhiboiif amau fid country, fix men lost their Uvcf m the Kottaway river. Bed Malone, Garrett Flnlay, brother of on luide, of the fix, and Blaise, arrive at Nottaway posing at surveyors Isa-du- re 1 don't think you'll come back. Constable Malone. good man hi you re! It'i too bad too bad! Poor Thistle," McNab said. "I wanted to be honest with you and tell you, myself." Isadora's canoe was out of sight when Blaise and the fretting dog stood beside the loaded Peterboro. Near them F inlay talked with McNab of the message leaving for the steel in the morning. Then the stockade gate opened and Red and Thistle walked slowly toward the shore. McNab turned his head winking hard at the sudden moisture in his eyes. "What a pair!" said Garry. "She's a lovely girl, McNab. I've worked with him for five years, now, and he's a man, every inch of that six feet three." "What a pity. Sergeant! If you'd only wait for help only wait!" Finlay smiled and shook his head. Walking slowly Red and Thistle approached. She was laughing now, laughing up at him through misty RisteWI FOURTEEN to lavesticate. Murder Is suspected. H is thought that Isidore, rich fur man. has made a tuld strike and aims to keep prospectors out On the way to the Hudson's Ray post they visit in his palatial home, and meet half-bree- d Cu Use, his stepdaughter. Answering an appeal from Lite. Finlay Is amhukbed. It develops that they are Mounted Polite officers. The party visits McNab. Bay trader. Bed falls in love with ThisUe, McNab's daughter. Hud-ton- l . (Kfleusrd by Wfulrrn Newspaper I'nimi.) 's That 'Brave Engineer ipw November in the year 1941. North of the little town of Vaughan, Miss., the Panama Limited, crack train of the Illinois Central, slows down, then conies to a stop at a switch, Down from the observation platform on the rear car steps a little group 0f men. They are members of the American Railway Magazine F.di-- , tors' association, en route to New, Orleans, for their annual meeting. A moment later they are Joined by a few passengers rubbing the sleep from their eyes. They group across me roaanea. themselves swucn. Then around me FOUR o'clock of a Tr?. I Your own linen closet or thnl of a friend if Slipi will hciu'iil ; :Mi-in tlirai imiUii i: Traiikfrr Nu. ZU1U5 is 15 cents. Send your oiiilt lu: linini-asurali'.- Al'NT MIRTH. I bush the next man over the trail. Bos 1S6-Karnes City. Mo. target Patamish had no gun. They had Enclose 15 rent for each pu'.trrn Then, from deeo in the forest brought him to help carry the meat dcsiii-d- . Pattern No drifted the familiar yelp of the aire-da-le and the canoe. He had nothing Name on a rabbit trail. Flame and against these white men and wanted AUdir; Garry! Sweat burst from Red's to run away. But his companions , , brow. They must be warned! had threatened to shoot him if he There was a sudden movement in didn't stay. When the firing began A Cheerful the bush. Red lifted his head to he had started to run but the dog catch the fluttering of young fir tops had pulled him down. "Ask him if he believes we ve as a dark shape moved through. In this world where there :is Once, twice, the .45 roared. Two sickened the children with the evil CHLORAL beauty comes to pillow so much sorrow, and so niucii un1 rifles crashed back in reply. Twigs eye as Kinebik says," suggested slips in the four exciting motifs necessary grief, of fret and wrry, flew from the saplings where Malone Garry. on transfer No. Z9185. Velvety how grateful ought we to be that Th- - v.nV'm ki.rv vp danced at had knelt. But he was already yards conventional flowers for God sends along, here and there, punsios, his carrfullv bandaced arm. then who, by away under new cover. cutwork or anuliuue. a band of a. natural heart-singe' men white of the lifted to the faces : cross stitch broken to form a gay his very carriage and spontaneous "Thank God! That will stop Gar in a design, and baskets of posies give actions, calms, cheers, and helps ry!" he panted. "There're three of and his keen face lighted , to Blaise. said he smile. "No," loveliness to his fellows. God blesj? the them, at least, but they're worried. for they bless everybody When Flame shows up there'll be a "this white man saved me from his that household necessity the pil ' ' else! dog and bound my arm. He would circus." low slip. not sicken children." of the Again the "craack-craack!- " "That's the lad, Joe Patamish!" is raven bludgeoned the silence. Near "There are er now. For a space the stillness applauded Finlay. beat painfully on Malone' s eardrums brains under that mop of hair. Tell as he lay nursing his pistol. Then, him, Blaise, he's going with us but until we're sure he won't run away, in the soundless forest lifted scream that was cut off short as if we'll have to tie him up. This kid eyes. "Just like him!" thought Finlay. steel jaws had clamped on a throat is going to be useful." 'He'll be very useful," he added. They stopped near the canoe and Red heard a movement in the If, when you stand in front of To remove finger marks from 'Now let's get the canoe and the Red had her two hands. She flung brush and, rising, saw a disappearthe sink, you can lay the palms rub washable gently wallpaper, head and gazed ing shape. He fired; fired again. rest of our stuff across this carry." back her red-gol- d hands on the sink bottom of warm in j with a soft cloth your dipped his finished But the boy had not hungrily Into his face while he There was the "b'rang!" of a Lee- without ana wen your elbows, then bending off water. quickly Wipe the furrows talked. sink is the right height. Enfield, the savage challenge of story. As he talked the sort cloin. a clean with dry face. i-"Come now!" they heard him say. Flame, then the muffled snarls of a cut deep into Blaise's r"HWCJ?-fig "Chase the clouds out of those blue dog closing with his enemy; TightHe made a clicking sound with his The while part of orange and Grapefruit and oranges will peel eyes! I want to see you smile again ened cries mingling with Garry's tongue as he gravely shook his head. So more easily if you soak them three bitter. is rinds lemcn usually before I go. Show your dimples, commands: "No, Flame! Let him "What does he say?" demanded when grating use only the outside minutes in boiling water to cover. Ladyl Laugh Just once more for up Let go, Flame!" Garry. That will make, the membrane yellow part. Red!" Dere was big fight at de lslan'l Malone thrashed back into the come off along with the skin. Then she as her breath She caught bush to find Finlay holding the mad- - Chief Wabistan kech Kinebik and so chill the fruit for use in salads, swell and drawers If doors smiled up at him, oblivious of them wid whiskey for Mon much that they won't close, sand cocktails, or desserts. all, then flung her arms about his tagnais. Michel Wabistan and two j paper or plane, the edges, and then neck. "I can't let you go. Red!" Jivr odders was shot Der is moch trou-- ' arnish the surface to prevent iur- Don't heat soup too quickly and . she sobbed. "You'll never come bl' for Chief Wabistan."-or shrinking. allow it to boil. thcr swelling never come back! They'll never let you "Poor Michel!" said Finlay. '.'He back to me!" . was a good boy! Well, Mr. Isadore, ju.bs Try dipping the knife in boiling The others turned away as she rolling up the score against you're before cutting cake or pie. water "darkness just; the of until hush the to the in him. post Later, clung yourself!" of con before dawn" they raise their buildings faded from the sight "Joe Patamish say. Here's a fine way to use leftover those in the canoe, a flutter of white tinued Blaise, "dat Kinebik make voices in this song: muffins or rolls: Scoop biscuits, a In the clearing marked where big medicine w'en de August moon Come, all you Rounders, I want you to out the insides, butter the case girl waved her farewell. hear is round." well and fill in with a thick cream "Red, we'll be there! Now, men, vegetable, meat,or thicken For CHAPTER XIV let's get going!" he rode to fame. a creole version, spread the in- On a high Through the following night three with chili sauce blended with . . .. nan pau reur; : sides Two days later the canoe had silent men pushed the Peterboro up Caller canea casey bdoui butter. Quickly fill with- - piquani station t the wife door, his h. passed through Lake Olga of the Waswanipi bound for' their rendez- Climbed Into the cab with orders in his creamed shrimps or salmon. Bake chain of large lakes and was on the vous with Chief Wabistan. hand. 10 minutes in a moderately hot ."This Is my trip to the Holy; Quiet Water below the Montagnais Malone, whose invincible opti Saying. oven, Land. camp on the Island. mism tolerated no thought of defeat d "There' the lop-stispruce was deep in dreams of a Through the South Memphis yards on the fly. told us to look for!" announced head and a pair of laughing eyes He heard the fireman say. "You got a Finlay. back at MatagamL . white eve." "Ah-haDavid say dat chain of But as their maple blades put' All the switchmen knew by the engine's said moans. lake lie a mile souf of here," mile after mile of the sleeping lake That the man at the throttle was Casey Blaise. "We portage to de lake and behind them, in the harassed brains Jones. pass round de Indian waitin' on de of Finlay and Blaise there was small been raining some Ave or six had It riviere, den follow outlet of las' lake hope of winning out as only through The Biter Bit to Waswanipi." some miracle of chance could they The weeks: railroad track was like the bed of a A society leader was wearing In the morning they started packhunters creek: hope to checkmate the red the family rearls at a garden s whiskey They slowed him down to a thirty-mil- e inflamed by ing the canoe and provisions through when a "friend" asked ifparty gait-Th- rew I the spruce, tamarack and Jack-pin.i and Kinebik's magic, ; uri. .uiurc, ' southbound mail about eight uiey the were - to David's genuine. spotted with hardwood,them told that had Joe Patamish hours late. Ton pay less for Clabber Girl ; said the "friend," "you can al chain of lakes. "I cant let yon go. Red!" most of the young men had left the but them. Here, tell yon use no more . . Add to ? too biting by ways runnln' Fireman you're says, "Casey, Blazing a trail as he traveled, and Joined Kinebik's Clabber Girl's half century this camps fishing me sec." let last Blaise had reached the first lake dencd airedale away from a young crusade to save the children. Only You over-ra- n record of perfect baking1 results I the last station that leadsignal the said society "Gladly," . 11 with a backload and was returning to Indian sprawled on the ground. will see why millions of I we passed." and a handful of Wabistan's relatives you we'll make er, but rememDer you can i leu believe didn't I Red? "Yes. with all "You're Finlay canoe says. They the Casey right. the around through Tallied and friends had pack pruuu uonicniaiu;! was real pearls with false teeth." when he met the sweating Red hit you?" cried Garry. "Flame chief. And Finlay realized, bitterly. For itshethough, Girl, exclusively. I ever than lot a better steams had this boy down when I reached that if be should manage to hang on bowed under three bags of flour. know." Order a can of Clabber Girl Well Described Red went on and shortly saw wa- him!" until the arrival of the police plane, from your grocer today. You says, "Fireman, don't you fret At Sandy walked iowy down the will be amazed when he tells you ter shimmering through the trees. Nursing his bitten arm, the young he would be no nearer his goaL He Casey knockln' don't at that tillage ureet two of hit old friends the price. You will be delighted He was close to the shore when he Montagnais lifted frightened eyes to had come to find the men responsi Keepgive up yet with your baking; results. heard a movement ahead of him the giant who glared down ai urn. ble for the disappearance of Bob I'm going to run her till she leaves the looked on tadlv. lookm owu wAtfe and 'Man, Sandy i rail. In hardwood scrub. "It's all right!" soothed Garry, Finlay and the others. He had found Or make it on time with the southbound thin these days, said the first. and no bad still won't hurt he he them but "We legal proof you!" thought, mall." Porcupine, likely, The second shook his head dolefully. Blaise?" demanded of their guilt And how, with the "Where's Ilei You Pay kept on. Ay. ye re richt. he replied. the a down and curve dump. the Around Then dry twigs snapped in front Red. "I didn't get a clean shot but Montagnais out of control, could he Two locomotives were bound to bump. like a bottle o' milk hi" shoes on!" jitt LESS... of him. He lifted his head and I was afraid you'd walk into them, hope to arrest and hold Isadore and Fireman hollered, "Casey, It's Just even for breach of the us ahead I looked. Taking deliberate aim with so fired anyway to warn you. How On Wrong Trail Indian whiskey law? They'd laugh We might Jump and make it. but we'll MORE his rifle stood an Indian. Malone many were there?" NO A was aU be dead!" Negro preacher hearing and dispivoted on his heels. With a twist "This one and two others, I at him, wipe out his party confession. In the middle of it he into the McNab shoulders as said, of his a curve lift be appear, and his head of passenger Around the spied lashing think." replied Finlay, stopped the young sinner. train. he dropped his backload as the In- Flame to a tree and starting to ex muskeg of the Bitter Water. In his to bell the caused he his "Young man," he said, "you engine, dian fired. There was a thud as amine the shaking boy who watched message to headquarters he had Rousing rine. t conf essin you s braggin ." ain a for asked police plane by Septem Fireman Jumped off, but Casey stayed the bullet struck the rolling top bag. him with the eyes of a dog. OIL first to carry his prisoners south. With a lunge Red was buried deep "Where are you, Blaise?" called ber A silent man often has a repu would arrive too latt. He's a good engineer but he's dead and That plane in a clump of small fir. Red was that "What Malone. yell?" gone. tation for knowing about ten times Constaand Garrett Finlay Sergeant with vibrated The windless forest found Blaise beside a limp shape as much as he really does know ble Malone would then be beyond Pnnr Caicv Jonei was always all right. silence. The Indian who had fired in the brush. Lise! What would For be stuck to his duty both day and And of need help. the but be far not was "Ah-hahon him could Brassard study nicht. to the girl he had promised Assumed brush was so thick he could see ing the grimasing face from which happen They loved to hear the whistle of ole who had Mata at to see safe garni "Do think stalk to Number Three, decided sunlit you you could learn to tree So Red at the nothing. glazed eyes stared stormed into bis heart that day on As he rolled Into Memphis on the ole love me? Cowardly Slaves him. With his heavy pistol In his tops. I. C the beach? He choked back a groan a were But if There I are slaves who dare not man, "Perhaps. him?" teeth he hunched foot by foot on "Recognize of the love that had "Ah-haWe see heem at de is- - as he thought and heartaches and all kinds x a nate to mime l was an ac be in the right with two or three. his elbows until his range of vision Headaches come so strangely Into his life. What of pain James Russell Lowell. quired taste." had increased to twenty yards. lan' at bead of lake." would become of Lise? They ain't apart from a railroad train. and Around him lances of sunlight noble men of "He'll drink no more of Tete- brave gran' Stories They slept all day bidden in the Belong to the life of a railroad man. thrust through the treetops splash-in- g Rlanche's whiskey. What was that Wabiwhere the of timber 1 point the underbrush with gold. Still scream?" And thus it was that, 40 years was to meet them. That night stan a as soundless and closed his as was bush the Brassard opened ' a canoe 'slid into the beach. Finlay later and on the scene of his death, In SALT LAKE CITY vacuum. Then a squirrel chattered steel fingers in a significant gestribute was paid to that "brave enold man's bony hand. from somewhere in front and Red ture. "Dat fallar run into de old took the Jones. immortal the Casey "You have lost your son. I am gineer," smiled. "Ah. there you are!" raven." The slits of eyes in his He was an engineer in the passenVDe sad," raven Garry said. direction face rrsmite glittered He wormed along in the service of the Illinois Central. "My son and my people have left ger of the sound. Then he stiffened sua squeeze him wid his claw, 30. 1900, he took another On April Wabistan of is sick, The heart it wasn't Batoche or Tete- - me! denly where he lay. Back in the and made up an hour run man', ea-1 Now his knife is sharp like an ,.2?. forest rose the guttural "craack- and a half's lost time on a three- is loaded." His beak. gun craack!" of the northern raven. Garry bandaged the boy's lacerat gle's hour dash of 174 miles. His engine "You must eat first" said Fin- crashed into the caboose of a Red's eyes snapped as he nodded his ed arm while Blaise assured him in our over pipes head. Shortly the croaking was fol- Cree that he was safe. Slowly re lay, "then let us talk freight train that had just failed to lowed by a dismal "kooer-kooecovering from his terror the fifteen beside the fire which Is hidden from clear the main line at the "north old lad told Brassard his story the lake." QioiceoftheDisaiminatingTraYtler switch" near Vaughan and "Casey" "Montagnais, say your prayers!" year He had been forced As they ate Moise Wabistan and Jones became' a folksong hero. chuckled Malone! "There's a cara-jo- ii in Montagnais. his older brothers to Join the his father gave to Blaise in their hunting you! That was no raven! by Born in Hickman. Ky., on March had sent to native tongue the story of their find400 ROOMS 400 BATHS party That was Blaise's signal!" 14. 1864, John L. Jones gained his Kinebik a had and at Water. the They Quiet block ing through his inched way Again Red famous nickname from the fact that But he decided that it was a batik beaver Montagnais camp and of the fight at one time in his youth he had young fir and hardwood. fired followed. the that night they they had heard, saw nothing. lived in the town bf Cayce, Ky. Our $200,000.00 remodeling and refurnishing program has "Dey say," Interpreted Blaise, of on the Peterboro but Isadore had Once more the "kooer-kooer"Kay-see"When he made available the finest hotel accommodations In the (pronounced drunk the and .was from "de Matagami returned day .Montagnais the raven startled the forest much, he railroad first Job his for West AT OUR SAME POPULAR PRICES. applied tell w'en dem listen the night would not dey nearer now and followed by a me- before and had doubled as his home town and Cayce gave shaman was and a false Pa He. Joe river. Kinebik the on euard ' " tallic "klunk!" enCAFETERIA two men lying there work for Isadore. De ole chief start during his six years in train and But Red could not answer. He tarnish, and the and Mobile on the service Ohio, e DINE DANCE gine knife! wid his canoe the Kinebik had scrub for in the packed ears. BUFFET was too close to deceive Indian DINING ROOM his fellow-workethat natural was it was Michel and to dere bunt shoot The that teovHM morning the lake should call him "Casey" Jones. "They're growing nervous! They to MIS. J. H. WATERS, fnudtnt saw freshly cut ver' bad time. Dere was too man) Illidon't like that old raven moving in. moose. When they of the service the entered He MIRROR ROOM had landed mnn for Wabistan and his frc'n Manager on their rear. He's gut them guws-Ing- birch on the shore, they nois Central as a fireman in Murch. and fuot- - to fight and dey leave." J.KOLMAN WATERS and W.ROSS SUTTON Brassard's found EVERY SATURDAY EVENING and bags d I a shot If I could only get ir.CU. and was promoted to engito am- HO UE CUMIMI D) start a stampede." But Red s eyes, print. So tlicy had derided 18J0. neer in February, lancing the undergrowth, found no : i ; IYruu I i r, 1 good-nature- ,; j . i i mmKsosmsf v;. Tete-Blanc- . k-- I J ittttx ; i al-so- ," SfSXZZEEEE. ... 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