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Show .'- -' ' ' ' , AMERICAN FORK CITIZEN if L M r L Dnl heavily. G (.marry Grat-fd Grat-fd J. knew that There was J reflection t (i-would you Wining?" He gjj harshly : irritd nlnof" Ob." binds, "bow I yMld bive done, i another" L, atrrled him? 'm u the lesser 01 lutttr W know I I only lideooaly com-miU com-miU Derer have bet V!n 1d San 'fen wu In King's tortured Incredul-fvm Incredul-fvm on her, hera fh he answered I from which all of a bid fled. I tall your bed, moly. "Near the keep folng. W toe outside, o you 1m rf inr nrowllns ami ! 'a the morning we 4 i o for his scat- Aid even Gloria Itj wu his walk. t (nets how when ill! trees, he went bea ud burled his E those fallen sprays ; b most try to pit Gloria had ex- ; to make allow- to come io reaa a ber heart l it heard Gloria wo. ber fir-bough I Mt speak. There i k Mid between t would wait until mtfl morning. They M etcb other then W women had un- wonld be plain in of them. wei bad gone to I firmly Into her H tbi wind that lUrted wide rt la her throat, Sapping of the can- 8hi lifted her n wu dying out "el The darkness ; ihe heard somdi, noises as She knew a mo- ! terror; the tried to lltUe choking Abffai To shiver ; felt the slow over ind trickle period of ltM. If Ring ' Ending him, Glo-u Glo-u "W of nervous Plteoosly lonely w longing to k now. to put 1 . to hold her i Z . body be" Jlbt and the PlP of tb-Ir 1 lnt srM ni.;. Ith "WU. awaiting I tkit . . iu, vmn, wind- ju the dny. r" swskeand n.igl)t ahelld iW of having iJ n Hh flre-Preparati)in. flre-Preparati)in. rJlMppllng wlth Tea,,,,,:,,,: cr ":; R,'t' bl (i! ,,,ln MSIPIEIB SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS Marm King, ereaaectaT, la en ale to tk .j a A-d. h htW Udr hart. H vm km .JTT, Al ?Jo, KkiMltMMM Man h. Artor tk. ZTtTz.. . w a trk M amk Claris fcufcrts aa awku witk ki CIsriBS saasiSHtU nttm (iv war. In hli arnu, bad U cried out In headlong paaaton that the must lore him, that be wonld make ber love him, that ihe was bla, that he would not fire ber op would abe have wrenched away from him, hot with anger or would she nave crept close and known at last whether or not she loved bimT But he turned and went off for his wood; she crouched shivering by the fire. They breakfasted In silence, the fire between them. Neither did much more than drink the strong coffee. He went methodically about camp work; cleaned the plates and cups and pans; remade the two packs. All this time she did not stir. At last he came back to her and stood by the dying fire, om inously silent 'There's a day's work to be done," he said at last Ills voice, meant to be impersonal, was only stern. "That means an early start You see, we didn't come very far yesterday." yester-day." This, she supposed, was a fling at her, and she stiffened under It. "It begins to be rather obvious that I should not have come. Doesn't It?" she asked. "Welir "Now, if 1 turn back" To the house r "And then to mamma and papa. In Coloma. And then to San Francisco." Fran-cisco." "And IT "If you would go with me as far as the bouse " She saw bow his body straightened, straight-ened, how bla broad shoulders squared. Mark King, with no toleration tol-eration of a clutter of aide Issues, came straight to the main barrier, which must be swept aside for good and all, or which must be skirted and so passed and relegated to the Umbo of dead hopes. "Do you love me, Gloria?" he demanded. de-manded. "As lovers love? As I have loved you? As a wife should love her husband?" "Didn't I explain all of that last night?" she said petulantly. "Must we go over It all again? I thought I made you see bow I was placed, how there was but the one thing for me to do. . . "Marry Oratton or me? And you chose me?" She hesitated. She knew that he was angry, though he gave so little outward sign. Nor did she fall to recognize that be had grounda for anger. But none the less she resented re-sented his insistent questionings. "1 Intended," she began In a low, strange voice, "to go to you, to tell you" "Answer me he said sternly. "Yes or no. Did you marry me without love and Just to save yourself your-self from possible gossip of being alone all night with a man? Is that why you married me? Yes or no?'- To Gloria as to King the Issue wus clear and not to be clouded; to her credit be It said that she wasted no time in fruitless evasion. "Yes," she answered defiantly. Then suddenly it was given her to see a Mark King she had never dreamed of. a Mark King of biasing bias-ing wrath thrusting aside the man whom ghe knew and who had held himself In check and throttled down his emotion until she spoke that quiet "Yes." The word was '"e a spark to a train of gunpow-'ler. gunpow-'ler. Ills few words seared and scorched a place In her memory to endure always. "You are utterly contemptible!" he nhouted at her. "And 1 nm done with you I" He turned and left her. Until the I""! second he bad sought not to condemn too soon. Now, after his fashion, he condemned sweeplngly. or the moment he held that she w " less to him than the grime upon Ida boots. He colled his horse's tie rope and 'P'l him back to camp. As he drew "'nr. Gloria promptly turned her '"'ck and studied her nulls; she. counted fully on bringing hlin ,0 a full and contrite sense of his crime before she condescended so u Jackson Gregory Ceprrleht Is kratarla. ak. fa-li. ru. .11. much as to look at him. But when she flashed him a quick, furtive glance she saw that he had his back upon her, and that he gave neither hint of softening nor yet of knowledge of her presence. He began making his pack. When she noted how he took from their breakfast break-fast table one cup, one plate, one knife and fork, only; how he did not appear Interested In the marmalade mar-malade Jar which she knew had been brought for her; how he left half of the coffee and bacon and sugar; a strange alarm came over her. He was going to leave her. King went swiftly about his preparations. He did not even see her; he studiously kept his eyes aloof. Within his soul he swore that he would never look at her again. ... He took ud his rifle. "You are not going to leave me here alone, are you?" Gloria demanded de-manded coldly. "1 ara going on." was his curt re-Joinder. re-Joinder. "And I?" she persisted. "What you please." Terror sprang up into the girl's heart "I would never find my way out," she cried. Jumping to her feet and coming toward him. "I am not used to the mountains. ... 1 don't know which way ... I would die. . . ." "You have made me waste time as It Is, and I promised Ben that I'd be In Gus Ingle's caves with no time lost So I am going on." "But" and all of ber surging terror ter-ror trembled In her rushing words. "I would die, I tell you. . . ." "And I tell yju," he snapped back at her. "that I don't care a d n If you do. Must I tell you twice that I am through with you?" He set his foot In the stirrup. Gloria, pride lost in panic, ran to hlra and grasped his arm, crying to him: "If you won't take me back, then let me go with you." "Worthless and selfish nnd cowardly cow-ardly I Useless and vain and brain-lets! brain-lets! Good O d! am I, a man full grown, to loiter on the trail with the like of you? Let go!" He shook her hand off roughly and swung up Into the saddle. Gloria screamed after him, calling out: "Mark! Mark! For God's sake don't leave me. I am afraid; I will die of fear. Take me with you. . . ." He did not look back at her, but he did pause. After all, she was the daughter of his old friend. "The woods are free and open," he said slowly. 'To even such as you. For the third time and for the Inst I tell you this: I am done with you. But If you like you may follow fol-low behind me. I will wait for you ten minutes. Not here, but on the ridge up there. And If yoij have not come, I will go on at the end of that time. That is my solemn word, Gloria Guynor." He rode from her, straight and massive In the saddle. She stood like one In a sudden trance. Then, with an Inarticulate moan, she ran Into the grove and grasped Blackie'a rope. In half the allotted time she enme riding up the ridge. Now King glanced toward her briefly. But less at ber than at her pack. "You had belter go back for the rest of the grub," he said to her. "And for your blanket roll. That would be my advice to the devil himself. . . . You cun do It in the five minutes left to you." "You hideous brute 1" Hhe Hung at him. But none the less she has tened hack for the otillll. Five iln utes later they rode on Into Hie ever deepening w llderiirs. she Just keeping his form In sight, he never turning nor speaking. CHAPTER VII FOl! hl-i brutal trealmcnt of her Gloria fully meant that In the ripeness of time he sImiiI'I pa to the utmost. After that tlrsl punle she felt toward Nmg only such an-gvr an-gvr as she had never experienced , my Ckuta leritHt'i -- before, never having cause for it Coolly and collectedly she turned her thoughts upon the Insufferable insult. The decision was cold and stubborn : he would pay and In full When her fear died, as It did swift ly after the way of fear; It left not the old, hot anger, but a new elemental ele-mental emotion cold hatred. Thus upon th second morning the honeymoon entered upon Its sec ond phase. Every moment brought some new discomfort to her; the saddle hurt her; her clothes were torn, her tender akin bruised and scratched; pains cam stabblngly with early fatigue. As for King, being be-ing a man of high honor he convicted con-victed her out of band aa on ith. out honor; despising her, he de- piiea nimself for having linked his life In ever so little with hers. At ten o'clock th ir was sun-warmed sun-warmed and sweet In the upland meadow, throueh who tin rrnw boundaries a thin, cold stream incKiea. they nooned. King slipped Buck's bridle. let the animal forage along the fringes of the brook. To Gloria he said: "Better let your horse eat We'v got to go pretty steady to get any- wnere today." Gloria got down stlfflY from her saddle. In all the days of her life she had never been so unutterably weary. Further, she was faint with hunger and her throat pained her; she went to the creek and threw herself down and put her face into the cool water, from which she rose with a long sigh. King made coffee and fried bacon. While he pottered with his Ore he looked more than once at the sky In the southwest With all his heart he wished that he had turned buck with Gloria this morning. By now he could have set her feet In a trull which even a fool could travel back to the log house, Hnd he could he again hastening upon his errand. When his coffee was ready he called to her, saying Indifferently: "Better have a cup. It helps." But Gloria did not reply. King, when be bad drunk his own coffee and she still lay quiet o.h grass. "Better Have a Cup. It Helps." But Gloria Did Not Reply. sweetened a cup for her, put some milk In It, and set It at her elbow. "Better drink It." he said coldly. And Gloria gathered her strength and sat up and drank. Thereafter she ate some bread and potted ham. King, his hack to a tree, sat and smoked until the hour passed. Precisely at one o'clock they were on their way. Gloria caught her own horse, coiled the rope and mounted. By four o'clock, when It seemed to Gloria Unit she had reached ond passed the limits of her endurance, came two momentous occurrences. oc-currences. For the first time King bad briefly mistaken the trail; they were on the steep think of the mountain; moun-tain; he turned and rode back. "The trail's down here," he announced an-nounced shortly. He did not lift his eyes to tier face. Mis look was all for her horse, nnd a new and unreasonable un-reasonable spurt of anger was In his heart. Through her unbounded Ignorance she had needlessly fatigued fa-tigued her mount. Gloria uiol.ri I daily that she was too far up and must ride down to his level With a mi Men Jerk upon the reins she brought I'.laekle about King curved under his hreath. -That's t' !-:cc. !" he called to ber. "Want t" kill "'ir horse?" l',lai klc t r'ed I" svv el ' e and sidle down. Gloria lifted her whip and struck him. Bla. kie snorted and ,,.Ved her cominard Some loose dirt gave way underfoot, the tired l.iist stiimt.led. a .had limb caught t his log", triiied him, and I'.laekle lurched downward and fell. Through the grace of fortune Gloria rolled clear and unhurt. (Hackle got up. tottering. lib one quivering fore leg lifted. Kings fucs -vent black with rage. (TO UE l ONTlNt ICD.) Frenchman First to Us Steam to Propl Boat? A deposition signed by two notaries nota-ries of Lyons, France, a letter from th American Inventor, Robert Fulton, Ful-ton, and numerous other papers appear ap-pear to prove conclusively that tb Inventor of the first steamboat was not the American artist-inventor, Fulton, but a French royalist, the Marquis Claude Dorothea da Jouff-roy Jouff-roy d'Abbans, who died 100 years ago, July 18, 1831 While Robert Fulton was still a young painter and only eighteen, th second steamboat Invented by Jouff-roy Jouff-roy d'Abbans success fuly mounted the current from Lyons up th 8a-on 8a-on river to the lie-Barb, amidst the acclamation of the people. Jouffroy, called after his principal family name, has an avenue In Paris named for him, but little credit seems to have been given him for his Invention until a French writer, Jacques Chrlstland, took up his cause In a newspaper. Later, Jonffroy's engine builder, Perler, collaborated with th young-r young-r Fulton In Installing Watts engines en-gines on steamboats, on of th replicas of which probably was that which navigated the Hudson river and gave Robert Fulton th credit for being th first and foremost Inventor In-ventor of th steamboat Fulton, who spent much tim in Paris, had written a letter to th French patent office, called La Arta- t-Metlera, disclaiming his part as th first Inventor of the steamboat Msks. Wstsr Ra Uphill The United States and 18 foreign countries have Issued patents to Torino Bellocq, an Argentina Inventor, In-ventor, on a new pump that makes water run uphill, despite the laws of nature which say that can't bedone. By creating wavea In a pipeful of water this new "wave pump" can draw water np from almost unlimited unlim-ited depths. According to Popular 8clence Monthly the operation of the new wave pump Is so extraordinary that even Bellocq himself admits that he Is not certain of its prin clple. "Written Up" by Hawthorn The Great Stone Face, the famous profile In the white mountains of New Hampshire, was first seen by a white man In 1805 when Nathaniel Hall went out one morning to shoot partridges for the breakfast of a number of road workers encamped In the southern end of what Is now known as Profile lake. Nathaniel Hawthorne visited the spot In 1832, and 16 years later be wroti the tale which Immortalized the profile and made It one of the most famous nat ural curiosities in the world. Saving Billions A saving of ten cents a day In the food bills of all the city dwellers In America Is predicted by statistical experts of the Country Home as a result of certain agricultural economies econ-omies now being begun. The saving sav-ing will amount to a national total of $2,r00,)00,000 every year without reducing anybody's diet by so much as a radish. Should Be Popnlar "Well, what's your Idea of a slogan?" slo-gan?" "The full gasoline tank, bozo, the full gasoline tank." Louisville Cour-ler-Journal. There' a Difference Osslp Is Mrs. Nayber the modern mod-ern kind of woman who sings In the rain? Gossip No, she Is the old-fashioned kind who reigns In the sink. Modern Psalm "What did you learn In Sunday school today, dear?" "The Lord Is my chauffeur, I shall not walk" Away Behind the Times "Poor George has been kicked by a horse." "How dreadfully obsolete!" If a young man hates to work, the criminal temptation Is always inviting invit-ing him. A farmer has all kinds of good food, but he wishes he knew how to make bologna sausage. Some folks are so smart they keep oat of trouble, and their smartness gets others into it GKnnjDOam vTaS&EB GTPfttIS QSDOimnnmitSmma The soap that makes 50 man and rlcheiv longicr-lasting and that $oak clothe anowr white without rubbing, without harm to hands or dainty things. Ncrver balls np, rinaea clean, soften water. Great for dishes, too. WHEN MOON LOSES ITS SILVERY HUE "Orb of Night" Can Assume Intens Blackness. Who has seen a black moon? Some nav seen a blue moon, but this Is so uncommon that Its rarity has passed into a proverb of Infrequency. Sil very Is the term that th poets apply to th new moon, and golden to the full moon. Sometimes, owing to th heaviness of the air near th ho-rtaon, ho-rtaon, the moon may rise or set wearing wear-ing a deep red, as if, In th scriptural phrase, it bad turned to blood. But when. If ever, Is the moon black? It can only be when Its aid turned toward the earth Is wholly anllghted. Then, why not In an ecllps of th moon? It then has a deep shade over It but Its hue la coppery, and It Is lighted so well that we can even make out its face. This Is due to Irradiation through th earth's atmosphere. atmo-sphere. The rays of th hidden sun are bent around the solid body of the earth and fall upon th moon, which at that tiro la always exactly fulL W shall hav to look for some other time If w are to find It black. Is there any time when th moon as it looks at us Is wholly unllghted? Yes, Just wben It la passing from old to new, for then the oppoalt aid of th moon receives all th sunlight and our aid none. But, If It Is not lighted, how can we see It at alii As a matter of fact we usually cannot, can-not, particularly since It la so near the sun as to be lost In Its brightness. The moon would surely be black If we could see it but how are we ever going to? We have only to wait for an ecllps of th sun. Whether the eclipse be total or partial, tb blackened part of th sun, as it seems to us, Is not tb sun at all, but this very moon that we are looking for. There Is no doubt about its blackness. The Bible compares It to the blackest haircloth. But no hair or Ink or Jet was ever so black aa thla black moon, and, wben the eclipse Is total and thla great black ball hangs In heaven, blotting out the sun, one must have strong nerves to behold It without a sudden feeling of terror. It Is a black moon, black beyond our wildest wild-est Imaginings. If once we see It we never shall forget It, and we shall be fortunate If It does not haunt our dreams. Providence Journal. Jour-nal. City May Pay for Lost Well Laurlston castle, which attracts thousands of visitors to Edinburgh, Scotland, has lost Its mineral well. and the city may have to make good the loss. The waters of the well are credited with unusual healing powers, pow-ers, and It was an attraction In Itself. It-self. Wltb the construction of a new sewer In the vicinity the well has gone dry. John H. Farley, curator of Laurlston castle, demands that the city lay a pipe to supply water to the fountain and place an appropriate appro-priate sum to the endowment fund of the castle. "Clew" of Little Valne The fact that a bandit who robbed a chain grocery store in Lynn, Mass., wore a white cap waa of no assistance to police. Thomas McIIugh, the store manager, said the man who held him up and forced him to deliver the contents of the cash register wore a white cap. A squad of 29 policemen hunted the city and rounded up 32 men, all wearing white caps. The bandit was not smong them. Make Hole In On An unusual hole-ln-one was made on the seventeenth bole of the Rye Country club, N. T., which measures 108 yards. Edward J. Morrlssey hit a bouse 50 yards to the right of the green with his tee shot. The ball caromed off, hit the edge of the green, bounced back and rolled Into the cup. 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First Baseball Authority The late i-Senator William Oauld-well, Oauld-well, editor and proprietor of the old New York Sunday Mercury, was the first man to write up and print anything on baseball. His articles were first published In 1853. Everything Every-thing relating to baseball prior to that time is merely hearsay. Try Udbi t flnUissrs Yafstsbt CoMpmsa' ,WJ'WWSHssjUi.' fr7S4Wy&'tt1i ev Felt Terribly Kervcus Fagged out . . always melancholy sad bloc. She should take Lydia B. Pink ham's Vegetable Compoond. Its tonia acdoa builds np the system. Try it. W. N. U Salt Lake City, No. 37-1932. Dessert Comes Neat Ma Johnny, has daddy had bis dinner? Johnny I guess so. I Just beard the maid tell him he bad some crust Books are written about the South Sea Islands that lure the reader. Then he sees the moving picture of life there and loses bis Interest Toung folks are so full of vitality all the time that they never think of "feeling spry." a f I III I .it 1 ' . 41 IJ ftsiim&CniMi ha...jMv.eer. M Yk l teaytJaesasJMoIvaTySeey |
