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The four dogs, too exhausted ex-hausted to note the silent approach of the stalkers, lay somewhere asleep in the snow. Thehed tent faced away from the anxious eyes of the man who sought the girl's familiar parka. He could not see her. Under that snow-banked snow-banked canvas Heather doubtless slept, dead with fatigue. He moved closer through the black murk of the spruce and stood directly behind be-hind the man hunched at the fire. This was McQueen. Where was Slade? "Well, Tom," mumbled the man in the parka, "y' wouldn't listen t reason. Got tricky! Now you're ly-in' ly-in' out tonight payin' for it! It's a cold bed out there, eh Tom?" A bellow bel-low of a laugh followed. "Figgered on John McCord's gold and his girl, too, Tom, old pal!" chuckled McQueen. "I said: 'Hands off herl ' But y' were too smart got tricky! Well, Trudeau got his and now y' got yours! The gold's mine all mine, Tom and her, too!" McQueen twisted around where he sat and faced the river shore. "Sleepin warm, Tom?" he Jeered. "If you're cold, I'll bring your bag!" For a space he muttered into his of IS 15 vf.i hood before he went on, aloud, talking talk-ing into the Are: "With this Indian fish and meat I'll reach the cache. Then, Cameron, good-by to you! Heavy chance you had with four dogs! We started with six," he chuckled, "and got a present of six more with fish and meat thrown in. Pity you didn't get what the Indians got at the bend! Too bad it wasn't you, Cameron too bad!" Thirty feet from the man raving at the fire a rifle covered the middle of bis back. But the shed tent, beyond, be-yond, was in the line of fire. Then a husky somewhere in the snow suddenly waked and snarled. The husky yelped feebly, then was silent. There was no sound from the other dogs, too dead to stir from their beds. McQueen got stiffly to his feet and fumbled in bis parka as he squinted into the blackness beyond the circle of fire glow, listening. He swung around and stared toward the river shore. The rifle now covered his heart "You here. Cameron?" he roared. "Well, you're too late!" Drawing a black automatic from his parka, he started toward the snow-banked tent "Come and get her, now!" Before the man in the murk could fire, a black body lunged from the gloom and catapulted onto McQueen's Mc-Queen's back hurling him headlqpg into the snow. There was the muffled muf-fled explosion of the pistol as a knife flashed in the firelight, flashed again and again. Then the dogs broke loose from the spruce beyond the sled. A girl's voice cried: "Alan! Alan!" Al-an!" And the yearning arms of Cameron reached her. Above the sprawled body of McQueen Mc-Queen a Montagnais, hollow eyes glittering,, stood, stiff as a spruce, while he held the haift of his knife to his forehead and repeated: "Sleep well, John McCord and Na-payo!" Na-payo!" "Heather!" Alan held the girl in the sleeping bag to his pounding heart "You came at last!" she sobbed, hysterically, clinging to bis neck. "It's been so long, Alan so long! I was asleep! Then I heard your name and saw Noel leap." Dumb with the wild Joy and emotion emo-tion that choked him, he gripped her in his shaking arms, as if be feared he would lose her, kissing her thin face again and again. "I've loved you every minute through those awful days," she whispered, "hoping and praying that you'd come come soon! It was so awful to leave poor Dad lying there in the snow I They shot him but be fought them until he died. And I had to leave him there! Oh, it was so hard to leave him I" "He was unconscious not dead," said Alan. "That night he died in my arms. Before he died, he smiled and whispered, Heather'!" "Dear, dear old Dad!" The stricken strick-en girl gave herself up to her grief. When the paroxysm of sobbing ceased, she Said, wearily: "I'm so tired so tired! I walked and ran most all the way except on the big lake. They let me ride there!" "You're going to rest now for days, dear. We're all going to rest" "You're so thin, Alan! You and Noel and the dogs must have killed yourselves to reach us. Rough and the puppies they're all right?" He pressed his face close to hers s he said: "You'd always think of themour dogs! They're down the fVy O riXS PUBLISHING CO. shore worked out,' but all right. Now you stay here and keep warm while I bring up the dogs." Before he left he asked her: "Do you believe I love you, now?" She impulsively drew him close to her. "I knew you did, that day at the camp when you took me in your arms, but I'd been so hurt I've loved you so long ever since you left us on the ice to go to Fort George." He kissed her, then pushed back her hood to touch the thick gold of her hair. Replacing the hood he suddenly sensed the ugliness of the sprawled shape beyond them in the snow. Standing by the Are on which he had placed fresh wood, Noel waited to speak to her, but Heather spoke first "Noel, Noel!" she cried. "Noel, come here!" Heather impulsively reached and hugged the 'embarrassed Montagnais. Montag-nais. "Thank you, Noel! Oh, thank you for what you've done for me! You're both so thin; you've worked so hard! It makes me cry!" And she burst into tears. "Ect was wort' all de work, Heather to get you!" Noel's bony face shaped a grin, but there were tears in his winking eyes. The men placed McQueen down on the river shore beside the body of A black body lanced from the gloom and catapulted onto Mo-Queen's Mo-Queen's back. the partner he had shot while Heather Heath-er slept, then Alan went for bis dogs. Somewhere back in the bush the Indian huskies again lay quiet indifferent in-different to the actions of the strange masters. When Alan brought his weary and stiff dogs up to the camp with the sled, a hooded figure stood on the ice. "We'll have to wire the dogs away from the camp, tonight, Noel," he said. "They'll pitch on those Indian scrubs if they're loose." With a laugh the hooded shape moved through the gloom to the Un-gavas. Un-gavas. "Roughy! It's Heather!" she cried, dropping her mittens and thrusting her hands at the doubtful lead-dog. "Powder! Shot! Rogue! It's Heather! Don't you know Heather?" Heath-er?" Sniffs, whines, then a mad chorus of yelps greeted her as the dogs recognized their old playmate. Trail stiff as they were, the four emaciated emaciat-ed Ungavas overwhelmed her with the pawing of fore-feet, nuzzling muzzles and the swift thrusts of red tongues. In the crook of Alan's right arm, she walked slowly back to camp where Noel had steaming tea and caribou broth waiting for them. For two days the happy man and girl and the gaunt Ungavas ate and rested in a new camp across the river for there was plenty of Nas-kapi Nas-kapi dried caribou and Ash on McQueen's Mc-Queen's sled with the eight bags of gold. There, while Heather rested in her sleeping bag before the fire, she and Alan talked of John McCord Mc-Cord and the long race up the Kok-soak. Kok-soak. "You see they didn't know I had a pistol, Alan," she explained. "I had no chance to help Dad, that morning. They caught me in my sleeping bag. But, somehow, poor Dad broke away from the tent and shot it out with them. When they took me away, I had my pistol under un-der my coat. I knew I'd need it "Then, during that drifter." she went on, Vwhile McQueen and Slade slept, I waked up In my bag to ee that evil-faced halfbreed watching me. I tried to wake the others, but they were dead with sleep. I had to shoot him Alan! "Slade was scared and wanted to take my gun," she continued, "but McQueen wouldn't let him. He told me to shoot Slade if he bothered me. I wouldn't have given it up I'd have shot, Arst! At the last they were both out of -their heads al-i ways watching the back trail, afraid you were coming. Yet they insisted they were fifty miles ahead of you. That's how they ambushed the Nas-kapi Nas-kapi watching for you." "When we reached the Naskapi RIVER of SKULLS George Marsh trail, Heather, I was almost kibk wew, as Noel says." "They were terribly afraid of you, Alan," she said. "They had heard at Fort George that you were the best shot on the coast We had such a long start it seemed almost impossible for you to catch us, and I grew so tired. The last day I lost hope and decided to shoot myself, my-self, as McQueen and Slade quar reled. They went mad, both uf them. I knew I'd have to use my gun some day, soon. Then I waked to hear McQueen call your name and saw Noel leap from the shadows." shad-ows." With the bribe of frequent feed ings of Ash, Noel had won over the shy Indian dogs and. when the party started leisurely for the cache on the big lake, he followed Heather and the gold on Alan's sled with a team of his own. At the cache they rested again while they revelled in fiour, sugar and pemmi-can, pemmi-can, and dogs and men rapidly put on weight Slowly but surely the superb vitality of the exhausted girl was working its cure. By the time they reached the cabin on the Talking, Talk-ing, which, to their surprise, McQueen Mc-Queen had not burned, she had recovered re-covered her strength: The shadows shad-ows had left her violet eyes and the dimples were again in her cheeks. There they waited two weeks to hunt deer and net fish, under the ice, for dog-food for the long trip to the coast. One night when the stars swarmed low over the valley and the aurora glowed in the north, Heather, Alan and Rough stood on the river ice as the frozen feather of a moon, hung above the western tundra. The girl in the hooded parka American Sucker, a Carries Own Bait, Although more than 25,000 different differ-ent varieties of fish already have been catalogued and new types constantly con-stantly are being brought to light there is only one species, which carries car-ries its own bait This unique fish is commonly known as the sucker and the bait is a mixture of greed and dishojies-ty, dishojies-ty, says a writer in the Chicago Daily News. Thousands of these Ash are hooked every year by con men who, although al-though using a variety of lines, toss out the same old hook which has caught the over-greedy suckers for generations. The Ashermen themselves them-selves Tiave a very low code of morals but they live up to it and do not class themselves with crooks or thieves. "We just work the suckers," one remarked, "And if the fish wasn't perfectly willing to grab off some other sucker's kale he wouldn't take the hook. "Farmers bite? I should say not" he replied in answer to a query as to where the best fishing grounds were. "Country folk work hard for their money and want to investigate before they lay out a dollar. The big cities are filled with fish that have the bait in plain sight and all one needs to land them is a good line and a fairly strong honk. "What chance would a guy have to take a roll of 'silk,' cut it up into dress lengths, and then go to .some little country town and tiy fo sell She was . . but not dumb. Maine Van Stratten won a national beauty contest and a $500-per-week movie contract not because she was more beautiful than the others but because of her haughty indifference. The boss of Purity Pictures called it the "Park avenue manner." He showered her with diamonds and orchids and got rebuffs in return. Was her cold indifference a pose, or was she capable of affection when the right man came along? You'll find out in "MAIDEN EFFORT," by Samuel Hopkins Adams, who wrote "It Happened One Night." WNU SERVICE C-ized tor a space at the flickering lights on the horizon. "He wanted this, Alan. Dad told me, more than once, he wanted it. He almost worshiped you. He wanted want-ed you and me to have this gold togetherto to-getherto be rich." "He knew before he died, I loved yuu." said the man. "I told him, and I promised him I'd get you. He smiled. It comforted him." "Daddy! Daddy!" For a space the girl's grief swept her. Then she regained her self-control in the refuge ref-uge of his circling arms. "And now I've got you, Miss Heather Heath-er McCord. No matter how hard, you struggle you can never get away from me. Whether you like it or not, you're bound straight for Fort George with eight bags of nuggets nug-gets and gold dust What a terrible terri-ble fate!" "It sounds pretty wonderful to me!" she whispered. "But I haven't told you the worst of it A friend of mine by the name of Stanton, an awful man who wears black clothes, is going to take your name away from you. When he's through talking, you'll be poor ' Heather Cameron." "Heather Cameron," she repeated, repeat-ed, her face radiant with happiness. "What a beautiful name!" Noel, at the water hole, smiled, as he saw, above him on the river, a hooded shape take another hooded shape in its arms while two wolf-rimmed wolf-rimmed hoods were blended into one, and a great, black dog, standing stand-ing on his hind legs, pawed at the motionless figures, demanding attention at-tention from the two humans he loved. (THE END.) Unique Fish Which Greed and Dishonesty these dress goods as material which had been smuggled through the customs. cus-toms. The dear old lady would go to the phone and give three long rings and a short one and the entire town would know that a smuggler smug-gler was sitting in her kitchen and the town marshal would be on the scene before you could say Jack Robinson with your mouth open. "When the 'silk' was taken down to the general store, and found to have been grown in the Carolines, the fisherman would be called on to change his line and hook for a heavy sledge hammer and be sentenced to make canary bird tombstones out of big granite rocks. "I can take those same 'silks' into New York, Chicago or almost any other big town, put on some oily, soiled overalls and a blue flannel shirt and hand out a line about having hav-ing just come off an ocean steamship steam-ship and succeeded in smuggling goods through the customs and I will hook from 10 to 20 fish in a couple of hours." Con men who invent new tackle look in scorn on those who persist in employing lines and hooks which have been used for generations. It is almost unbelievable that a man who had made a success of a legitimate legi-timate business to the extent of a nest egg of $20,000 to $50,000 would lay his entire savings on the line in some game which has received so much publicity in the press that the average reader should recognize "line and hook" at once. beautiful Starts next issue Star Dust Seal Steals Show Tyrone Poiver Leads I Infant Publishers Lr-llr Virginia Vale TT BEGINS to look as if the various actresses who refused re-fused to play the heroine in "Spawn of the North" were smart girls. They probably remembered that It's dangerous danger-ous to work in a picture with a clever animal, because nine times out of ten the animal ani-mal steals the picture. Mention "Spawn of the North, to someone who has seen It and he or she won't reply: "Wasn't the battle between the salmon fishers and the pirates exciting?" or ex claim over the Icebergs or the almon run or the excellent performances per-formances of John Barrymor and Lynn Overman. Not If be or she runs true to form. The exclamation exclama-tion points will all be for the trained seal. Slicker. Slicker deserves the enthusiasm, and his owner and trainer deserves the good break that he gets through Slicker's performance. He is H, W. Winston, a veteran of vaudeville; vaude-ville; he and his trained seals, oa one of their tours of Europe, played a command performance for British royalty. ' Another animal who became a tar overnight la the terrier who played "Asta" In "The Thin Han. He'll appear with Constance Ben nett la "Topper Takes a Trip, a sort of sequel to "Topper." In fact, he'll replace Cary Grant, tn a way. Grant la too busy and too expensive for the new "Topper" picture, ao the dog will be Miss Bennett's companion com-panion In this one. Tyrone Power is gathering bouquets bou-quets from those who know about band leaders for bis performance la f TYRONE FOWEB "Alexander's Ragtime Band." A little group of musicians was discussing dis-cussing It recently, and they said that he wasn't merely standing up there and waving a baton, as movia tars whose role require them to turn band leader usually do. They maintained that he was actually leading the band. ' Incidentally, Paul Wing, whose "Spelling Bee," impressively span, sored, goes out on a nation-wide hook-up at 5:43 Sunday afternoona has an effective way of taking radio-acting radio-acting apart and putting it together again for those who want to act in broadcasts. Mr. ,Wlng takes a play one that he wrote some years ago, when ha was well known as a playwright and rehearses the aspiring actors In It as it would be done on the , stage; then he coaches them in it as it would be done in a broadcast- . ii- i i i . & .1 ing nuuio, urmcuiK out uia uimuj differences in technique. Elaine Carrlngton was put gently but firmly in her place recently by her son and daughter (Robert, aged ten, and Patricia, aged fourteen). Mrs. Carrlngton, in case you don't know, is one of radio's moat successful suc-cessful writers; for years she has done the script for "Pepper Young's Family," which is broadcast on two nation-wide hook-ups, on Monday and Friday mornings and afternoons. after-noons. She made her name as a brilliant short story writer bafor she took to radio, selling to the biggest big-gest magazines. But Patricia and Robert are new publishing a magasine, "The Jolly Roger," (at their mother's expenso), and getting contributions from friends and family. The only stories) that they've Insisted on having rewritten, re-written, (and they didn't like even the re-written versions too well.) are those by the famous Elaine Carrlngton! ODDS AND ENDS-Two of rndio'i most promUing young tingtrt, ldvio Louuo Qunli and Ftlia Young, Ae hut rtoriUd an album larotn Aorn's mutie . . . Tht AUeo k Wonderland" sfcotfrig taoutnea I Sen Utnia'i now pictura, Uy Lucky Star mokat ikm pictura worth aaaingi Ika rart It Un't auita up to hat, usual tiandard . . . Don't mUta "Yeas Can't Taka It With You"; in $oma r sdocU Vt batltr thorn lha Haga oat don that Nam York ravad avatl woatan Mowapapot Vi Rug From Old Coat And Scraps of Felt By RUTH WYETD SPEARS THE directions for making tht rug in my book-SEWINQ, for the Home Decorator, have brought many letters from readers read-ers describing rugs that are new to me and very interesting. The reader who shares with us this idea for using pieces of heavy woolen and scraps of felt, tacked her rug to the aide of the house and took a snapshot of it which she sent me. The finished rug Is 34 by 23 inches. Half of it is shown here QODflOO v. "W-, 1DAAK BtUfc E YELLOW ON CRAY 3 BRIGHT ILD( ON RED HTSLIOW ON 8RICHT SLUI S CRAY ON MO BRIGHT SLUE 7REO at the upper left. The foundation (1) is made of the back width of a very heavy old coat. An allowance allow-ance was made for a hem to add weight to the edge. The foundation founda-tion may be pieced if a large section sec-tion of heavy cloth is not available avail-able or felt purchased by the yard may be used for it. Next, circles of felt in two colors, col-ors, cut from old hats and discarded dis-carded school pennants, are sewn together with heavy black thread as at A. These are then sewn in place as at B beginning at the center of the foundation. The large circles in the three center rows are two inches in diameter. Those in the next two rows are 2 Mi inches. Ail the small circles are one inch. You can make slipcovers, all types of curtains and many other things for the house with .the help of Book 1 SEWING for the Home Decorator. Just follow the pictures. pic-tures. Step by step you learn to make the lovely things you have been wanting for your home. Book 2 Gifts, Novelties and Embroideryillustrates Embroid-eryillustrates 90 stitches; also dozens of things you can make in your spare time to use or to sell. Books are 23 cents each. If you order both books leaflet on crazy-patch crazy-patch quilts will be included free. Address: -Mrs. Spears, 210 S. Des-plaines Des-plaines St., Chicago, IU. oj ike Week's GRANDMOTHER'S SPICE CAKE I cups flour S teaipoons baking powder Uj teaipoon cream of tartar S eggs well beaten V teaspoon salt I tablespoons ti cup shortening 1 cup sugar 4 teaspoon cloves lla teaspoons cinnamon cin-namon 4 teaspoon nutmeg i cup cold, strong eoffeo molasses Sift dry Ingredients. Cream sugar and shortening and beaten eggs together. Add molasses and coffee mixture. Start with flour, then coffee, etc. Bake in 10-inch square pan, 375 degrees, 23 to 30 minutes. Cut in half and cover with caramel frosting. Caramel Frosting. Hi cups brown V cup corn lyrup sugar 111 cupt milk cups granu- 1 tablespoons butter lated sugar , Combine sugars, syrup and milk, and bring to boiling point, stirring constantly. As soon as the mixture boils and sugars are dissolved, cook, without stirring, to a very soft ball, 234-238 degrees F. Add butter, remove from fire, cool to lukewarm, then beat till thick and creamy. Spread quickly. While spreading one layer, the remainder of frosting may be set over a pan of hot water to prevent pre-vent it from stiffening before it can be spread. Til fluid Villtlnlll JUST A kMkM'Sucstufosy DASH IN FIATHSRS. eoMUCMMaiMSS A Shortcoming It is a great evil not to be able to bear an evil. Bion. 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