PAGE SIX THE J? ?fH XHJtN CHAPTER X 16 Continued She looked at l!art an though he would confirm her word; but Hurt wus watt-bin- WI1L s The s her IT leaned forward, hi elbows on big knees. "Hut Just the same," he urged, ""he wouldn't think that up, about Will hitting her and knocking her off the ledge, unless someone. Will or someone else, did hit her!" He looked at Harm I'lerce. "Mis Pierce," he asked In a low tone, "wa'n't there a place on her face like she'd been hit?" "Like shed hit a tree, or a atone, when ahe fell, yes," said the old woman, grudgingly. "l!ut no man alive could hit that hard!" He nodded. "Seemed to me I re membered your saying that," he agreed. "Saying her face was banged up!" He looked troubled; ml then be stood up and turned to Will. -Will," he said gravely. "My Job Is Just to do the best I know." lie hesitated, and silence waited on Mm. 'The law Is that If a person Is dying, and says something, you've got to take It for true, less'n there's proof to the contrary. That's one thing! Then If llulcly did have a banged place on her face. It's likely someone did bit her! Ard you was down to the ledge, looking for her, by your own tell." He added. In an apologetic tone: "S'pose you did find her down there, 1 LJ&vfflf? Ames Hut Saladlne, though he might be a mystic, was a realist, too; and here had been murder done. The woman who, by the Mwerful spell her presence cast, had wrecked and distorted other lives had worked her own destruction In the end. Yet through what human means? Through Will, the husband she so bitterly bad wronged? Or through Zeke, reduced from strong laughing manhood to a weary and tormented ember? Or through old Win Haven whom she had flouted? Or through I'.art Carey here, who had hated her for her betrayal of his friend? Or through some casual passer-by- ? It seemed to him not Impossible that some stranger was Involved, ills own experience with Huldy helped bis acceptance of thla hyShe had pothesis as a possibility. sought to detain him, on that hidden ledge above the Valley; he had sort of flight, as escaped by though be broke away from an actual physical restraint Such women as Huldy must provoke In some men a sort of violent repulsion; and Saladlne recognized this feeling In himself, if she had, for Instance, tried by physical means to prevent his departure, had clutched his arm with her small bands, be could Imagine himself flinging her with a violent and shuddering distaste backward and away. Thus cast aside, she might easily enough have tripped, or stumbled, and tottered off the ledge. He thought grimly that be himself, as well as any other man, might thus have hurled her to death today. On Marm's Pierce's promise, silence for a moment held them ; and the old woman said briskly: "It's and she started talking about Jenny? I guess If she got yon mad enough, you might hit her. Will. Same as any man." Will answered him. "I didn't. Sheriff." he said. was uncomfortahle. Soliler "I don't know's you did. Will," he agreed. "But I've got to go on her cny-so- . I'll take It as a favor If you was to come along back to East Ilarhor with me." Jenny felt her spine cold with fear; but Will's eyes were firm, lie said at last : "f can see how Only not yo're placed. Sheriff. knowing where Zeke Is, or whether he'll come home or not, I'd have to get someone to do my chores for me!" Bart cried : "Don't worry about that. Will ! I'll 'tend to things. If the sherifTs so blamed dumb!" Hut Jenny, coming close to Will, eald: "If you go. Will, I'm going too! I'm not ever going to leave you now !" Then Marm Pierce spoke. In her shrill tones, still angrily. "I declare," she exclaimed, and stamped her foot. "For fools, give me' men every time! If you ask me, Huldy's better dead, and everybody else Is better off with her dead, too. No sense In making such a fuss about It But Will didn't kill her!" "Then who did, ma'am?" the sheriff asked, reasonably. -Why, I'll tell yon," snld the old "You Mean woman, "If yo're too blind to see !" ously. Tiio sheriff said, almost im patiently : "Hut ma'am, that don't make sense! I guei If you really thought Carey done It, you wouldn't say so to his fuce." He added; "And If lie done It, he wouldn't stand here so culm. It don't suud reason able, ma'am," be urged. Will asked, hoursely, from be yond the stove: "Hart, did yon?" Bart shook bis bead. "No, Will,1 he said. "I know you and Huldy never did get along," Will confessed. "But I you wouldn't go to kill her, Bart." Burt spoke straightforwardly "That's right, Will," lie assented lie shifted his position, stood more erectly. "Sheriff," be said, "I never bad much dealings with the law." He grinned. "Hut If yo're using to lay this on me, you bet ter take my gun first, I sh'd think! Hut Solder snook bin head. "1 don't know a thing about guns, Burt," he admitted. "Never carried one my own self. Wouldn't know what to do with It If I did." Marm Pierce sniffed scornfully. "A fine sheriff, you be !" she Burt grinned. "Well. It ain't for me to have a gun on me," he said, with a sort of Impish amusement la bis eyes, "if I'm up for murder and all !" He laid the revolver on the table by the lamp; and he looked at Marm I'lerce. "Now you go ahead with your rat killing. Cranny," be bade her amiably. "I've said all I've got to say," the old woman retorted. But the sheriff waa troubled. "You can't go and say a thing like that. If you don't aim to back It up, ma'am," be protested. She tossed ber head; but Bart suggested : "Yon cant blame her. Sheriff. You bad your mind all made up it was Will, but Cranny wouldn't stand for blaming Will, feeling the way she does about him and Jenny. She'd do anything, or say anything at all, to stop you !" Saladlne thought this explanation was in fact plausible enough ; but Marm Tierce appeared to resent It. Her black eyes were bright "You, Bart!" she cried, "If you don't shut up, I'll ask yon some questions you'll find bard answer Ing!" Bart said agreeably: "Why cer tain. Granny I Fire away! Ask whatever yo're a mind !" flt-te- n "All right I will," she decided positively; and she seemed to lean back in her chair, to relax at ease. Not that It's my business," she confessed. "And If it comes down to that, not that I think Huldy's any great loss! Will, don't you glare at me! But 'you, Bart, tell me this. My brother Win was over to your bouse last night, and this morning?" "I've told you so, a dozen times," Bart reminded her, his eyes twinkling. "Guess you had a drink with him, didn't you?" she challenged. "Last night, and like as not this morning too?" "I aim to be sociable," Bart confessed, with a dry amusement In his tones at her Insistent catechism. "Drunk when you started fishing, was you?" "Shucks1, no! I'd had a couple!" "When did you first get the idee of going fishing?" "Why, yest'day," Bart decided. "The ground was too wet for plowing, after the rain. I hadn't nothing much to do only the chores; so I dug me some worms, but before I could get started. Win come along, so I didn't go till today." She eyed him narrowly. "You start out this morning before be This Man Right Here?" cooled off In here by this time. Will, chunk up the fire. Bart, shut that CHAPTER XI shed door!" left?" T IM SALADINE was a man of wit And she sat down, calmly, as "No. Pretty soon after." and sense and be was quicker though at ease. The sheriff seemed She said sharply: "Then you go! than most men at reading the to gather his wits together grop- started by ten o'clock or so and It riddles life may day by day pre- ingly. must have been close, on to noon sent. But all this day, he had been "What are you getting at, ma'am?" when somebody knocked Huldy off deeply at a loss. He was a strang- he asked Marm Pierce. "If Will the ledge. Didn't take you all that er to these folk, and they to him; didn't do It who did? Zeke? time to fish down that far, did It?" and for any appraisal of their char"I'd fished way down brook be"No, no. Bart here!" ahe said acters and their capacities for good low there," Bart declared. "I was or evil, he had to depend upon what casually. Her astonishing words had no on my way back when I beard Huldy his eyes could see, or upon what screech !" this one said of that one. particular Impact ltseemed to Sala"Catch any fish?" she demanded no reality. It was Huldy he had seen, alive, beauti- dlne. They had He shook his bead. "Never a ful, seductive; Will he had seen and obviously Impossible that she could bite." accuse murBart thus of calmly had he to Bart time liked; Saladlne said mildly: "They took weigh and to appraise; and had der. She could not mean what she hold for me." to He mean. seemed looked at found that young man bold and Bart retorted, In perfect good hu headlong, yet well enough; Zeke he Bart, and there was no suggestion mor: "You was ahead of me." And had glimpsed briefly, and held In of dismay In the other's counte- Saladlne perceived the justice of pity, though he had not been blind nance. Carey was, naturally, star- this; but Marm Pierce cried: to the dangerous passion In the man. tled; he was also, Saladlne thought, "How come you know he was But Salndlne, even while he rec- a little amused, and not In the least ahead of you? Didn't see him, did resentful. ognized his own limitations, recogyou?" nized also that here were forces In Jenny yonder was watching her "No." Bart explained. "But I see play which could not easily be cal- grandmother with a bewildered In his tracks, and Win's, In the trail." culated. Such a woman as Huldy tensity; and Will watched Bart, She objected quickly: "Win told Ferrin had emanations which must frowning, puzzling; and the sheriff the sheriff be didn't go down brook effect the lives, the very souls, of sat down again, wearily, and be at all!" all those about her. Even Jim him- looked up over his shoulder at Bart chuckled: "Win wouldn't self and he was not a susceptible Bart In a dazed way; and then be know' where he went about that man had after leaving her known looked at Marm Pierce. time,' he assured her. "Win was a vague uneasiness, a nervous sense "You mean this man right here?" stepping high. He was right back of being spied on, of being trailed be protested, and Indicated Burt on bis heels." through the sodden wood. Marm Pierce nodded, as though thumb. with a backward-pointinAnd he recognized the fact that "I said so, plain enough, didn't accepting Bart's explanation. "All Jf In those few moments she could I?" she demanded tartly. right." she said. "Jim Saladlne disturb him so, then she must In Bart had, Saladlne remembered here didn't get started down brook other men have set up conflicting with a certain relevancy, a gun on from your place till close on to ten currents capable If once released his hip. That was an elllclent o'clock, the way I figure; and Win of any violence. weapon; and If the man himself was gone before that, and yon She was, he thought, a sort of pa- spoke truth, he could use It well come after. Say quarter-pas- t ten. But Saladlne, at his own You fished down brook, and didn't gan. She was vicious, beyond doubt; enough. yet there were not the marks of thought, shook his head, in grim get a bite, and decided It was vice ti)on her, but rather of abound- amusement to rain, and started hack up This was folly, of ing life and deep undisciplined vi- course. The old woman must be a brook again. That so?" "Sure!" tality. Salndlne could even pity little mad! Certainly Hart ap this woman, ruled and driven by peared not to resent her accusu "Till you come along under the force whose nature and depth she tlon In the least. ledge back of Will's farm and h":ml hersflf did not in the least And It was oi.vlons that none of Huldy yell, and the thump when j the others took M.irni Pierce seri she Jjif" g TIMES-NEW- NEPIII, UTAH S. Bart nodded, soberly euuugb. "Yes, Cranny." "Mo you climbed up and found her?" "Yes." "How was she laying?" Burt looked at Will doubtfully, as though he might have wished to spare Huldy's hMsband this Thursday, December 12, 193S GLEAMING SATIN SHIRTWAIST FROCK TO LEND VARIETY PATTER recital; but he answered : "She was laying on ber back, ma'am. She'd come down on aume rocks; kind of across a big one. I can show you In the uioruiug, right where the wus." "Her clothes got tore when ahe fell, did they? Hare to fix ber up any?" "Not that I noticed." he replied. "No, I didn't touch her. Just lugged her over here." The old woman sat primly, ber hands clasped In her lap, watching him with keen black eyes. The lamplight touched ber white hair She wore, Saladlne pleasantly. thought, a sort of majesty; dignity wus In her; a remote deep wisdom beyond ordinary minds. Old women know so many things. "It rained." she said. "Plenty," he agreed; and he added : "When I set out to fetch Will, after, I went by my house and changed. Then when I didn't find Will I come back past the ledge and picked up my gear, and come on here." Marm Pierce nodded; and she shifted her position In the chair. There was something In her move ment which suggested that one part of the scene was finished, that a new episode was about to begin. She looked at the sheriff, and at Will; and It was to Will she spoke at last. -Will." she said, "I never see much of Huldy; but I've heard folks tell that she'd wear a rope tied around her waist the same as to day like a sash." Her tone waa a question, and he nodded. "She'd wear a piece of clothesline like that, right along." he agreed; and after a moment he said, something wistful In his tones: I mind she always tied it In a granny knot I showed her how to tie it right times enough. I used to joke her about It when first we was married, and we'd laugh; but later, I guess she stuck to her own way Just to plague me!" Saladlne remembered that granny knot so vividly. "Tie It tight, did she?" Marm Pierce suggested. "No," Will decided. "It was al ways loose, kind of." The old woman seemed suddenly taller. "When Bart got ber here today." she said clearly, "that rope was tied In a square knot, and tied tight!" She looked at Bart "And there was blood smeared on the rope by the fcnojt, and, in the knot! But me oniy oiruuidy was on the back of her neck, and down her shoulders. If she was laying on her back when you found her, Bart, with the knot In front how come the blood to be on that rope? It looked to me like some one with bloody hands had tied it!" Bart quite undisturbed, seemed to remember. "I mind, now," he said, "the rope was dragging. Likely It had come untied when she fell. I tripped on It carrying her over here. Fell right down and bnste.1 my hand on a rock. So I tied it around her. Chance Is my hands was covered with blood by then." She asked Implacably: "If yon laid ber down, how come the front of your overalls didn't get wet? Seems like they would have; but when you got here, they was all dry across the front of you, where you'd held her up against you." He said readily: "I'd have to lean down over her to tie that rope. The rain would hit on my back!" Marm Pierce sniffed. "Maybe so," she said, and looked at him steadily. You say yon see Win's tracks, down brook? Sure It wa'n't Saladlne's tracks tone. I found !" In VvW?C V A;. I l V Heat go-In- COTlKUrD) DF. v - v eight-year-old- ." Unlr y vl7 A 's- Here for Purpose of us are born Into the world for a purpose, which we should determine and achieve. Our task may be large or small, but. In the words of Horace Mann, "we should be ashamed to die until we have achieved some victory for humanity." . AH - 1 Just about Is getting when now, everyone a wee bit tired of seeing the "usual" type of shirtwaist frock scattered all over town and country too! fashion peps us all up with de g licious, satins of every pastel hue. These satins need soft handling though. 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Angeles have lilgi er Mil miit H'liux-ra- l lire than lln ohilu. which 1'iily i'l ilij' i tmrth of the eutialor. baking! never-fa- il a the Equator l Drops Ships 326 Feel The Wetland canal, Canada, lowers large cargo ships 320 feet In the various locks between Lake Erie and Lake Ontario. Gatun lake, the summit in the Panama canal. Is only 85 feet above the level of the sea. Week'a Supply of Postum Free "That's all the Saladlne felt something within him quicken to attention; then she looked at him as though for confirmation. "You mind." she said. when I went out to get some air. and left you and Bart In the kitchen here?" He did remember. "Well I went up the brook path a ways," she explained. "There was two sets of tracks, plain enough." She looked at Bart harshly. "But I didn't find your tracks, anywhere," she declared, her voice ringing. "How come your tracks didn't show If you come down the trail?" Bart chuckled. "Why, Granny. yo're a regular bloodhound, ain't you?" he drawled in deep amuse ment "Nosing through the woods In all that rain! What started you scouting around, anyhow?" "I begun to figure on things. Jns( as soon as 1 see you was lying." shs assured him calmly. The man's color heightened at though he began at last to feel s certain Irritation at her Insistence "That's a hard word, even from yon nrnnny!" he protested. "I wouldn't take If from a man." (TO That Hang On sulll-clen- en you see?" He shook his head. "No, there was two sets. Boots and shoes." She nodded as though In assent. That's right," she agreed. "Lead Kindly Light" was composed by John Henry Newman In "Who shall define Interest for an- 1S32 while the ship on which be wan other person, compounded as It Is of taking a Mediterranean cruiso was the raw material of which personal- beculmed In the Strait of Bonofaclo. ity Is made?" queries a writer In the Parents' Maguziue, declaring that there Is apt to be one of two reusons why a tiiild does not like to read. Either be has not mastered the techfrom common colds nique of reading to an extent where no voluntary effort must be exerted t or else he has not had access In numbers to books which correNo matter how many medicines spond to his Idea of a good story. you have tried for your cough, chesfr "Your child w!H read If he but disor bronchial Irritation, you can covers the books particularly right for cold get relief now with Creomulsloa. his Interests and tastes," declares Serious trouble may be brewing and the writer whose experiences with you cannot afford to take a chanca with, anything less than Creomul-aio- n, children and books has convinced goes right to the seat her that there does not live the of thewhich trouble to aid nature to youngster who will not listen to a soothe and heal the Inflamed membranes as the germ-ladphlegm good story, and since reading Is only loosened and expelled. a method of listening to a good story, Is Even if other remedies have will not read If the book Is about failed, dont be discouraged, your druggist Is authorized to guarantee something In which be Is either acCreomulsion and to refund your tually or potentially Interested ; Is money you are not satisfied witn written in words and style suitable results Iffrom the very first bottle. to his reading ability ; has the deGet creomulsion right sow. CAd?4 to of suitable both advancement gree his emotional and Intellectual age . Virgio Islands levels. Those two developments, by The Virgin Islands puzzled Colunv the way, are at entirely different rates of speed. As the writer adroit- bus when be sighted them on his second voynge. Amazed at their ly puts It : "Children do the strangest Juggling and somersaulting as re- beauty and bewildered at their numcould not think of enough gards these ages, going into a hand- bers, beIn whose honor to name saints a adolescent coming spring poised a took so he short cut and them, an emotional up'at the end, called them the Virgin Islands. Beware Coughs .fep tracks contented 234 "LEAD KINDLY LIGHT Child Will Read Story That He Thinks Is Good vet the 111 I iwOWi:-:"' s Double-Actin- g Baking Powder.