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V THE rrrsTT fTtWABT "I'LL tit VICTOR K1DD COMPANY before the shareholders and tell them frankly what luy behind the enterprise I mean the clay lands and their development. "Well, Molly. I've changed my mind. I won't tell them. I'll keep control for Kitty. And I'll advise the shareholders to proceed with the route we've planned. I'll take the responsibility. Big Muskeg can be crossed. It shall be. "A f'll II H Af mn H.nn !.... X T . . . 1 -- get the shareholders' authnilzul tlon before they know Joe's dead, ii they knew that. It'd be all up with thiJ line. Bowyer doesn't know. Nobody knows except ourselves. 'I've told you all this, Molly, tn cause you have the right 48Tiiiow. And just as soon as we won I shall be In a position you to be my ta-ns'- wife. WlllyjMf-dear- J" Mollytarned and put her hands on js shoulders. Yes. Will." Blie answered. "And I hope with all my heart that you succeed In carrying out Joe's plans. And I believe you will. And I believe you will And way to cross Big Muskeg. I see now that I must let you go, though I can't bear to. Will. But now I must say something. You know my father " - "Doesn't altogether approve of me to put It mildly," anas a swered Wilton. "I can't make out the reanou for his dislike of me. The 1 1 son-in-la- T Iff :fe half-breed- denf-mute- pui-pos- "Yes, Will," She Answered. time I came her we struck up a friendship that looked as If It would good for all time. Do you know what the trouble Is. Molly 7" Tin afrold Tom Bowyer has been Ci-- t lufttteticiiig hi in sun Inst you. He ha a strong power over father, lie helped htm In some way when he first came ii this country." Then that's another score against wr friend Bowyer," snhl Wilton. "But I was going to say you see. mr father's mind has given way to .fie esti.nl wince his stroke, and I know. Will, dear fcyt I'm almost to lie the mVslil he In never groin ne man again. It started even be-f,Mhis attack this feeling against It began you ninl his moroseness. when Tom Bowyer was here lust au- 'twmtt. I'm afrnld Bowyer slandered ymi to fniher. And I lliltik it was my father1 brooding over things that tits Illness. 80 we'll just really have tt patient. And I'm going to ask ou. for the present. Dot to sy .M'lvt'iing about this to hlit." Wlltmi promised, though with reluc-unelie did not like the concealment. 'Ills mind, simple and direct, worked .la straightforward war. However, m bad beep Ux hart hit over Jtms e. Y "In the King's Name!" But he worried over the situation all night, and la the morning Molly saw with a! rm that he was In a feverish condition. He should never have left his bed, and the journey seemed Impossible. "I've got to go, Molly," was all Wilton could say. "Then," she said with sudden decision, "I shall go with you. You can't travel alone. Your men may be faithful enough, but It Is my right to go. And you'll never get to the meeting without some one to take care of you on the way. That's my condition. Promise me or else I'll lock the store door. Will, and I've got a padlock that even you couldn't force." Molly seemed to be animated by a resolution as feverish as hi own. Jules Halfhead had not fulfilled his intention of absenting himself, pr;ib-abl- y on account of the storm, which hnd made the security of the jtore seem preferable to life In the forests. He was faithful to the fucW, and had never deserted him In ne id. He could take care of him durlnthe four or five days of her absence Wilton was forced to y'ld. "But you must make s re that Jules will slay," he said. "He'll understand. , He'll stay," an'He's never run swered the girl. gone to Moose away when I ' Lake or Winnipeg." Molly went tip to the factor's room with the faint hope of reaching some understanding of plumbing' her against Wilton and overtiming It. "Mr. Carruthers Is getting ready to go," she said. "He is very 111. He Is too weak to travel alone, but he must take Joe Bostock's body back to Clayton." "Oh, aye 1" said the factor, sneering. "lie needs care and attention during the journey. So I am going with him." The factor sat up In bed, transfixing her with a look of fury. "You, lass you will go with Wilton Carruthers to Clayton !" he cried. "Ye wlnna come hnme, then ! Mark me, now, I've done with you for aye Molly, lass, ye wlnna go!" he pleaded, with a sudden change of tone. "Think of your good name In I havena reared ye to have Clayton ye desert me in my old age and sickness, Molly." She turned quickly away to keep her tears from fulling. "Jules can take care of you for a few duys, fa ther," she said. "It's not a's If you were helpless. And his life Is at stake." "And inebbe he'll die If you don't stay with him when ye get to Clayton, eh, lass?" rasped out the factor In withering scorn. That scorn nerved her; to hi weakness she had almost yielded. She went down and dressed herself for the jour ney. She helped Wilton ou with a niacklnaw, and put a caribou robe In the sleigh. Then, while the men were harnessing the dogs, struck by a sudden thought, she stooped and began to examine the tracks of the snow-shoe- s about the edge of the portage. They ran confusedly In all directions, for the marks had been made by seven different pairs those of Bowyer and Chambers and their Indian; those of those Wilton and hi two . of the Of these Wilton's were blurred and almost Indistinguishable, made by his dragging feet as she pulled him up from the swamp. But even had the e In Molly's mind been vague clear to her, there would have been no need to examine those. The rest were nil similar In one respect none had a broken string. Wilton and Molly had arranged that he wa to travel In the sleigh, to which a second had been attached, bearing Joe's body In a roughly made cflln constructed by the men. The dogs were harnessed, anil they started. It was a little more than fifty mile to Clayton. Traveling along the cleared mud. the distance could te covered easily In two days. The clogs ran wesl, the weather was clear and fttie. ami Wilton felt well enough to walk a good deal. Their dinner wa almost like a picnic. By evening the railhead hnd come Into sight In the distance, the empty cntop, the long shells with the miscellany of supplies, the locomotive shops, and the great ballast pits lieslde the line. A the dogs cllinttcd the last hill there rime yelping from the cleared way Iwhliid them. loctklng brk, they crcelved a sled appronehlng. Two men walked beside If, and the dugs, sighting Wilton's, yelped In challenge. uhlch ss taken up In an ontbnrst of answering growls. The sled drew In toward them, and the men resolved themselves Into sergeant and a constable of the mounted police. Wilton had stopped his dog, but the newcomers did not half, and went on. with curt greetings, toward the cache. I little surprised at their abruptness. WHton let the sled precede his sleigh. As the dogs were eager for their meal, be sent I'splllon ahead with them, and ,s I'll tt" Fighting Organized Crime in Chicago followed more leisurely with Molly. "I never saw them before, sir," said They arrived at the cache a few min- the old man. "I guess they ain't front to fiud the these parts, from the looks and the utes after the two policemen waiting for them, while ways of 'em." the two men were unharnessing the "There's a new lot come up from dogs. Andersen, the old Swedish care- Yorkton lately. Maybe they shifted taker, was standing beside Joe's coffin these to the Pas when they sent some with a stunned look on his face. The of the Pns men on to Clayton," Wilton policemen were not of prepossessing reflected. He turned to Molly. "Anyappearance. The elder man, the ser- way, we'll start bright and early," he geant, was about forty years of age. suld. "I suppose we'll have to have He had fair balr, drooping mustache, those fellows' company as far as Claya slight cast in one eye, and an ex- ton. But I wonder " He paused. "I pression of sullen Insolence. His com- wonder whether Joe would forgive me panion, a short, stocky young fellow, for leaving him In the hands of looked hardly less surly and evidently Grangers for a while. If It were for ill at ease. Kitty?" he mused. The two policemen came' in, looking "Evening, Mr. Carruthers," said the sergeant bruskly, "I'm sergeant Pe- snrly and uncommunicative as ever. ters, and this Is Constable Myers. After a hurried meal, eaten almost In to WilThat's Joe Bostock's body you're bring- silence, Molly said good-nigton and , went Into the caretaker's ing in, I guess." Wilton was staggered. "Yes, It's room. As the door closed behind her Joe," he said, gulping. "How did you Wilton saw the two men look after her. The constable whispered someget the news?" The policemen exchanged glances. thing to the sergeant, and both Peters smiled scornfully under his chuckled. Wilton's blood was boiling, but he long mustache. "It's known, all right. controlled himself. This was for Kitty, and his debt to Joe. The policemen prepared to He down. Andersen was already snoring upon the floor. The however, had not come to, and Wilton, going to the stables, found them curled up j among the huskies. "You fellows had better come Into the shack," he said, "unless you want to freeze." PapIIlon refused. "Them d n dogs will fight each other," he sold, "If we don't stay "here." "Just as you like," said Wilton. It was not unusual for rtval teams of huskies to attack each other, but such antipathy generally developed from the first, and the dogs seemed contented enough. He went back to the shack and lay down, turning over in his mind what he was projecting, hut he was utterly worn out, and fell asleep before he was aware of It. When he opened his eyes It was already dawn. The policemen were dressed and standing outside the shack, conversing In low tones. Andersen was peeling potatoes for breakfast. Wilton heard Molly moving within the room, and his doubts fell from him. i He had been upset by the surll-ness- 'f the two men ; he had had vagne suspicions not justified In fact. ' He determined to put his proposal to The Two Policemen Came In. them. He walked over to the sergeant, who It's our Job to know them things," he was Just answered. "I'm taking charge of It the shack with his companion. to bring It In for the Inquest." "I suppose you fellows are thinking "But you are not from Clayton," snid Wilton, who, of course, knew all the of starting at once, after breakfast," members of the small force of police he suggested. The sergeant looked him up and that was stationed there. . "We're from the Pas," answered the down. "That's about the size of tt," he growled. "Got any objection?" sergeant shortly. Wilton resolutely Ignored the afFrom the Pas! That explained how the sled had come along the road be- front. "I've got Important business In Clayhind him. Bowyer must have discovered the fact of Joe's death in some ton, affecting Mr. Bostock's Interests," manner, and had probably spread the he said. "It Is very Important that his news. Wilton surmised that Jules death should not be known there natll Halfhead had somehow managed to midday tomorrow." The constable, who was leaning Indicute the fact to him. The constable solved bis problem. against the door-poschewing the end "We was on patrol." he vouchsafed. of a twig, started slightly. Peters "And we met parties who told ns fixed Wilton with his crooked star. "Pother a nervy thing to proteose, about Joe Bostock having met with an accident, and that you was bringing Mr. Carruthers I" he sneered. him Id." "Maybe, but It's a business a alter "That'll be all !" mapped the ser- affecting Mr. Bostock's wife." sail Wilgeant, looking angrily at Myers, who ton, loathing himself for making the "I guess this request, hut nerving himself fa do so subsided promptly. young woman la Molly McDonald?" he by the thought of Kitty. "If Ue news of hi death reaches Clnytco before continued. "This ludy I Miss Mcltonald," said the time I've mentioned, soioe people Wilton angrily, "and you'll keep a civil who are antagonistic to Mr Bostock's Interest will Jump at the chance to tongue in your head, sergeant." Peters looked him up and down Inso- turn It to account. It 111 mean a lently, and for a moment or two the heavy loss to Mrs. Bost xk. Tou've men faced each other in an aggressive come long way. and ynj conld quite atlltud-- . Then the sergeant, sneering, reasonably wait till afternoon on acswung on his heel. Wilton did not count of the dogs. Thai will bring yoo know what to make of his attitude, for In before noon tomorrow. And If yotl can your way to It. you two won't the police were always friendly. be the losers." Andersen's room was plaeed at MoThe sergeant eyed him more Insolly's disposal, and after Wilton bad seen to her comfort he went outside lently than ever. "So that's the program. Is It?" he anxvered. "Well, keep the shack. The clogs were yelping and snarling your mind en v. The news won't be known In C!ym tonight, nor tomorover their fish from the cache. bad Just finished feeding them, row neither. We 1n't going to Clayand Wilton thought Peters had been ton." "You're mt. eli ? Then where the speaking to him. Probably the serdevil are yon gclngT" cried Wilton, geant was trying to obtain Informaendurance at nettled almost tion. The Swede came up to Wilton, hold- the man's detnennir. "We're taking Joe Botock' body ing a pan of sizzling brown jsitatnes. "I can't believe It. Mr. Carruthers." back to the Pint" retorted the serhe said. "Only last week he passed geant. "That's what we come here fhrongh here with you. Gosh, he ni for." "The Pas? T ii Isn't In the Paa a fine man. Joe was! How did It hap!" sir." hurt And Jurisdiction yourrif. you're pen? "It ain't, eh? Perhaps It's In yours, he continued, glancing at Wilton1 arm. "Joe was shot at my side In the thenr, "See here." rt ert Wilton In exaswoods. The snme bullet hit tne. I don't know who fired the shot. But peration, "claytou has Its own police I'm going to know," said Wlltoft .letiirhrnent. a yon know perfectly doesn't lie In this well. Your rout grimly. home's there, "My God, It's all op with the line rtlnvtlon. Joe there. And hi yet!" muttered the old man. With- lie's going to be burled body Isn't going to be dragged here drawing to his fire. Wll'on looked at Molly, who had and there about the conntry by a -I'll make n come cult of the bedroom and onple of fool pcitleetnen. him. Andersen's near things pretty warm for ymi If ynn try standing had gated the whole situation. any rune like lbs!." Wilton felf physically nauscaited by the beat In the shack, the unpleasant"Keep yur hinds tip, both of ness of the situation, and a recurrence Give me the evolver, you. hi wound. In of pnln Molly!" "! Andersen. over to you lie went happen to know either of those fellows?'' be asked. to bs cofrrii..i AA half-breed- s, 11 "When Joe's death came home to me I thought tilings over In there, and It seemed to me that the only thing possible for me would be to go ti t ROUSSEAU CHAPTER IV Continued. nr NEPHI, UTAH S, - , Molly. SYNOPSIS. Looking over Big Muskes. a seemingly Impassable swamp In the path of the Mlssa-Urailroad, Joe Bostock, builder of the tine, and Wilton Carruthers, ehtef of engineers, are considering the difficulties. A rifle shot Instantly kills postock and breaks Carruthers' arm. Carruthers tries to carry the body to a post of the HudBon'a Bay company, where McDonald is the factor. McDonald's daughter, Molly, sees Carruthers struggling in the muskeg and drags him from the swamp, with his burden. her father Unaccountably, objects te her saving Carruthers. Weakened by his wound and exertions. Carruthers Is disturbed by the appearance of Tom Bowyer, Bostock's business rival and personal enemy. Bowyer insults Molly, and Carruthers strikes him. Carruthers declares his lowe for Molly. She promises to be his wife. Carruthers has to reach the town of Clayton to attend a meeting at which Bostock's enemies plan to wrest control of the Mlssatlbl from him. Molly determines to go with him. CHAPTER III ov death to make room for a new trouble. And he could not have refused WITH YOU." GO ir TP TIMES-NEW- half-breed- s, 5 Here Is a man who will have responsibilities Roger Sherman, presidentelect of the Chicago Bar association. Chicago, with a thousand new policemen and extra prosecutors, Is fighting an organized crime machine. President Sherman Is a graduate of the University of Michigan, class of '94, and of Northwestern University law ' ' school. "With crime In the saddle and honest men taking to the woods, there Is more need than ever for upright, fearless lawyers and for honestly conducted bar associations," he said. "The true function of the bar association Is to see that honest and able men are elected to the bench and that crooked lawyers are kept front preying on the public. The Chicago Bar association each vear spends a large part of its Income In conducting bar primaries to determine wh are the best candidates for Judicial office. In promoting the election of such candidates and In conducting disbarment proceedings against unscrupulous lawyers. Under the association's direction a committee of Chicago's foremost lawyers, called the "grievance committee, sits nearly every week In the year to hear complaints against members of the bar. A lawyer employed by the association gives all of his time to- - conducting disbarment suits before this committee and before the Supreme court of the state. This Is not required because lawyers as a class are more dishonest than any other class of men. The contrary Is true. But lawyer must be above suspicion." I ( Uncle Sam Is Not Worried Over Ricci ' t, 1 cxcbi-niRtio- n United States government officials are not disposed to pay heed to criticisms that have been made abroad and In this country with respect to the recent tour of the country made by Vlttorlo Rolando RIccl, the Italian ambassador to the United States, adcommudressing the nities, It Is charged. In the interest of Italy. Ambassador Rlccl, who addressed Italian communities from coast to coast. Including Chicago In his Itinerary, In his public addresses urged the Italian people to become American citizens and to exercise the right of franchise. On Its face, critics of the ambassador's- trip say, there may have been nothing wrong or no impropriety In his public utterances, but they assert that the main purpose of the trip was to discuss with Italian leaders In this country plans for centralizing the Italian vote here and concentrating It wherever possible, upon election of men to office In this country who would act favorably toward tJititcfests of Italy' 1 whenever occasion presented. Such a course of action. It has been said. Is entIrelywlthout the functions or the privileges of a foreign ambassador and constitutes Interference In American domestic affairs by the representative of a foreign government. Italian-America- n 4 Gives Million to Art for Art's Sake cier 1 George F. Baker, New York finan- and philanthropist, has given $500,000 to the Society of the New York Hospital and $1,000,000 to the Ha Metropolitan Museum of Art. gave $700,000 to Columbia university last January for the purchase of the Dyckman tract for an athletic sta- dium. As was the case with the gift of Mr. Baker to the art museum, his gift to the hospital Is In United States Victory loan 3 per cent notes. In accepting the gift the board of governor voted unanimously to establish the George F. Baker endowment fund of $750,000. consisting of the present donation of $.100,000 and the $250,000 given to the society by Mr. Baker In 1912. He was elected a governor In 1809, and has since served the Institution ably and devotedly. The Society of the New Tork Hos pital operates the New York hospital In West Sixteenth street, the Bloomlngdule Hospital for Mental and Nervous Diseases at White Plains, and the Campbell Cottage for Convalescent Children at White Plains. It Is the second oldest hospital Institution In the United State, having been granted a charter by King George III of England In 1771. Since that time the hospltol has treated 2,018.000 patients, 75 per cent of them free of charge. Mr. Baker has been a trustee of the Metropolitan for thirteen year. From "Little Poland" to "Gold Coast" Here I a portrait of Stanlslaw Szukalskt, the Polish sculptor of New York who married Mis Helen I.onlse Walker of Chicago. It's a reproduction of a sketch by his friend Rudolph Welsenbont of Chicago In the style both most favor. Szukalskl's radical art methods hove made him a storm center In the world of sculpture here and abroad. The-e- 's a romance In the tnnr-tiagT. scuItHor's father was a Chicago blacksmith and as a lxy he modeled at the Northwestern settlement. Ill bride, qnlte an artist herV Jv self. I the daughter of Dr. a. J.. Walker of Chicago and I.nke Forest. The distance from "Uttfe Poland" to the "Gold Const" I geographically short but socially a life' Journey Though In the same city, they aren't on the ssme planet socially. Why. Miss Walker wa to have been Mary 4M ne bridesmaid that I.nnlon Baker' m MeCormlck the church. Kr.ukalskl first b time Mary kept young waiting rsme a storm venter In Chicago several years ago when be rebelled against the system of Instruction at the Art Institute school. Over thl dispute ha left die Institute. During the season of 1015-1- 0 Szuknlskl exhibited nt the Institute. Among M pieces which became known then wore "Broken Melody," "TV Orator, "Birth of a Thought." "Annunciation" and "The Fall." This group of blurs)-tieclii sftiluturea woo coM'dcrable recognition. J d '