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Show LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH Thursday. December 21, 19? scramble a bad egg, I . ! -t-r If you can stand tne ameii. used to nesa very laws of our. can be1 of ends pirates. the erra cruiser d tonight tbat this down U and the op to give we're going came In a Nova Scoila vessel that that they've and badly: here leaking to caulk and put her on the beach around the rudder piece ber planking motor quit on ber her wst. Tbey said from round M""c,""'m running about a Dlgby In that bard nor'eastef rot-thweek ago. and as their sails were ran for It. not being sure about their position until they picked mat an umsm tip Monhegan. "I told yon he was an arum uear, Tom." "You told the truth. If that a me In bird. There'i no flaw to be found the story, because this is about where he would fetch up running off before a nor'easter. and his first act was to go " on tne crm ana nji mc out of his seams and cut away tne As tbey planking under the counter. are not hauled out and Just afloat at a high water they can work for only of rest The a day. couple of hours the time they can go plrootmg rouna hunting for the corvette. They can't he fired out with their tub wide open, and she can't he sent to bottom as long as she's already there. Robert nodded. "He's a downy hird. Sebastien. No ordinary guille mot. To be on the safe side, papa ana But 1 I talked English that day. It Sebastien that speaks learned later as well as I do." ne was silent for a mometit, then said slowly, "Look here; Tom, all this alters our relations a good bit. I think I'd better tell you : that papa and I know Just about where that wreck lies and so must Sebastien." . Tom. con ' "The deuce you do," said " ' siderahly startled. ' "Yes. her position was exactly marked In the old boy's diary, and we've verified It" Tom drew a deep breath. Here was shell. Tom could an see his Immediate hopes and ambitions mounting to the zenith on the top of a detonated charge of trinltrololnol. He squared his Jaw and shoulders, then gave Ro!ert a steady look.- - ; A good deal depended on the answer to the question he next asked. "Just why are you telling mt ih.B, HAPPY MAN Who c,., teed VHAS FOUND jrw IN LIFTS . .. ins wuii9 yawl-rlgge- of the Holy Trinity ... . Henry C. Rowland V'v" t .(; I CoprrltM br W-- O. ClupmM SYNOPSIS ' ' ' f ' . ) ' J - i ( I . - ; i - J f . ' - )' Je-sl- lotig-aunke- 44 K : New England Jordan, yoon newspaper reporter in love with I'oole. baa bope of wealth from n French the aalvaea of a corvette. Two Frenchmen, the comte De Corlay and feta eon Robert, claim an ancestor of theira commanded the (the corvette) when ehe Fourquet on aai.k, and left record of treasure deboard, which they assert, asA hia French fendants, la their property. aailor, Eebaatlen. alsn knowa of the intreasure, and la seeking It. Jessica forms Doctor White, her guardian, that she haa located the Fourquet which ia not where It had been supposed. Tom ' CHAPTER III Continued 5- I i .1 i ? - - "Nothlng to'aecount for the gleam of cupidity I caught in the count's face at each mention of the guns. Just for a second It changed the look of him gentle from that of a roan and scholar to a Sir Henry Mor gan, peering from the Jungle at Pan ama." Jessica pursed her red lips, a manof thought with her, as an other may frown or thrust out the jaw. "fiuns are hollow, (lardy." "Even a small one," ohserved the doctor, "would hold a good many Isabella doubloons, or a very great treasure of precious gems." Jessica moved restlessly. "Tou are rousing my avarice, Gardy." "That's the trouble with treasure,' Doctor White admitted. Tin beginning to feel myself rather like the old gen tleman looked." "Hts son didn't look that way. His I reactions are better controlled. should say that temperamentally he Is an exceedingly young man, a natural bom liar." "Well, perhaps." agreed the doctor "But you can't blame them much. It must have been a Jolt to find Tom al ready on the field, and to learn from him that this Sebastlen was trying to beat them to It." Jessica smiledi "That's a mosquito bl'e to the Jolt they're In for now. We must get going, Onrdy." The clangor of a ship's bell sharply struck came ringing through the woods. It was the bell of Captain Poole's schooner,, retained by Jessica as a souvenir when the vessel was sold, and now mounted on an oak at the corner of the house. The pair sprang up guiltily from the fiat rock on which they had been perched. "I'll catch It," said Jessica. "I forgot about supper." "If it weren't over ten feet I'd have a look down myself tomorrow morn lng," said the doctor, "but It might as well be twenty-fivhundred as twen for me." "You keep out of It," said Jessica "I'm going to have another look though. If I can get a line fast to some part of her. that will estnhlish legal Claims." "I'd rather you shouldn't try, my .. dear." "It can't hurt me. It will he slack water at four in the morning. You can come along and help. Weight down the line and keep the boat over me. Then you can go over to East Boothhay and get a car and tear out for Bath." nerism mo CHRISTMAS XTREESV r du rl-i- 1 1 . 1!nrrllfip elotcrh hallo nluvail naerry Uttla tunea aa the young caroHert set out on Chrlstmag Eve. At every comer tbey stopped mid tbelr clear young voices tilled the frosty night with Joyous hymns. "Christ Is born," they sang. "Good Christian men, rejoice !' As they reached the edge of the town, the driver turned. "It's all of a couple of miles out to. Widow Elder's,' he said. "Shall we go on,, or turn back here?" "Oh, let's do go on," said Bob Miles. And' then, because he was new !n town, and felt that he might have poken too hastily, he added, "Of course whatever the others want to da Js all right with me," lea, let's," said Mary Byron. They went on. The crowd seemed always to do whatever Mary wanted. Bob Miles thought of this as they gped along the snowy road. But he i .if ill "S. Found Himself In the Snow Beslds the Overturned Sled. did not think it strange, for she was charming and vivacious, as well as , beautiful. H had come on the ride hoping to get better acquainted with some of tha young people. ile was so engrossed In his own thoughts that he noticed nothing until someone called "Look out!" and he found himself io the snow beside the overturned sled. "A splU In the snow never hurt anybody," one of the boys called out, but Byron had a broken Jt.had. Mary ' ankle. "I've had two years of surgery." Bob Miles stated, and the others drew aside. As he deftly Pt the ankle back 1b place, and tied on a tempor ary splint tvith handkerchiefs, he kept flow of little stories tp a constant the pain to laugh forgot until Mary ' at them. Carefully she was loaded back on the sleigb and taken home. "It's a shame I spoiled the Widow Elder's Christmas Eve." she said. "You roust U promise me to go out there tomor tow night and sing for her." Miles. Bob Tbey all promised but want to know l won't be said. 'HI bow you are getting on." "Well," she answered, smiling, y?u -,m know, won't yout 1 never did In the believe In changing doctors , .middle of a :' . -- ct." AROLD was practically speech less on Christmas morning over the present of an electric train from his uticle Dan. There were yards of track, a station, a signal tower, switches, even a tunnel and a turn table. The . train whistled; it shot around curves with r breath taking speed, thundered through the. tunnel, its wheels turninr so fast they were round blurs of speed. Never in his life had Harold known a gift so wonderful. The rest of the family abandoned all their presents to help set it up. to watch it, to exclaim Harold over Its miniature perfection 3 - could scarcely take time to eat his He had no appeChristmas turkey tite but for the marvels of Uncle Dan's gift. "I can't thank you enough, sir," he said over and over. The old gputlenian beamed down at him. "Thought you'd enjoy It. boy." he said. "But look here, don't thank me . . . thank the hundred years be hind it." "What?" asked Harold. "All pyramided, boy. We benefit by the brains of men long dead and gone. Ever think of that?" v No, Harold admitted, he hadn't thought of that. "We take what they discovered, what they worked at. slaved at. were ridiculed about, and sometimes riled for . . . add a bit of our own Ideas . . . and pass it on to' the uest gen eratlon." Harold, gazing down at the splendid electric engine, black and gleaming, said slowly. "By tJeorjje, that's so, isn't ; It?" It waa a brand new Idea. "We'd never get unywhere other wise." continued Dncl Dan. "We are the present benefactors of the race." Harold was frowning "1 suppose It engineers hadn't first worked out steam and all that, w wouldn't hnve an electric engine either." he admitted thnt' It ! It pays "That's It It shout seriously Mnkr you to think out understand progress bttte . . respond duty to the past, as well Wlity to the present I don't want to talk like an old togey" Uncle Dan lowered his voice to a confidential note, "but I've always felt atrongl If. Har about this particular thing o1dr we do accept the benefits which clever, hard working men have given us, we don't deserve to be railed civil teed If we can't nse these benefits In tellSgently, and try to add our bit , . . Ile stared for the next lot. pet . hard at Harold "Yes, 1 think I do , . . welj, any how." the boy flashed him a sn'ille, "1 thank you' for the electric train . . . and all the Inventors, dead and alive, who made It pnsHible!" III) Wti-rT- ! NrMitlH DUloa i 1 1 1 1 vonstcincewitnrow A A m IS ttie custom in a certain vilY lage near the sea for the men to go Into the woods and bring out by os sled many small spruce trees. TTT These are ranged about the founda tions of houses to keep them snug and warm for the winter. Even the poor est. meanest dwelling takes on a boli day aspect when surrounded by this hedge of fresh, vigorous green.. In a "gray, weather-beatecottage close to the shore lived a family whose hard luck was the talk of the village, The father was a fisherman, but now that the winter had set In, he could not go out In his dory; the summer had yielded a fair catch, but the prices were low, The mother was a cheerful sensible woman who kept the house tidy and her husband and little girl. Sallie, well cared for. When Christ mas time came, however, she was . much troubled. "Shall I write Santa 1 want a cart with red wheels?" asked Sallie one day, "and a teeny doll house I can keep my kitten in?" "He has so many children to remem ber," said her mother. "I wouldn't be disappointed If Just this once. Sallie he kind of forgot." Sallie's eyes grew round with amazen four-maste- d e e, CHAPTER IV mem. "Ile can't forget. Mamma. He'd not be Santa, If he did!" Mrs. Blake repeated Sallie's answer to her nest friend.-MrsMoore. And Mrs. Moore said, "Bless the child . . . I never 1" , well . Sallie listened with her fat. little nands clasped behind her back. "1 don't believe it l" she said stoutly. And nothing her mother said could change her convictions. When they went to bed' there wasn't a present In the house not an orange, not a candy cane but Sallie was sure about the morning. She woke when tht dawn was graj. She pattered over to her window. The sea was like a still, flat sheet of metal, the air was chill Dotfn below was th- - green Deduce of little frees. Sallies eye stuck out as she looked at them; she gave a high, delighted squeal On every tree at the tip-towas little package done up In bright paper and tied with colored string l A row of twenty fhrlstmas trees, each hearing a gift I 'He did come. Mamma!" shrlckwl Sallie. "Santa trimmed twenty trees instead of one I" Mrs Moore told Mrs. Blake that evening that village children had crept over In the night and each (led a pre ent to a tree. "I don't suppose you had anything to do with UT" smiled Sallie's mother. "Oh, well," said Mrs. Mosre, "faitr like Sallie's cant be disappointed." C. till. Western Npt I'ntoa, Reminding hia father, after supper, that he was going with Tom to search out Sebastien, Robert went down to the landing, where he found his Yankee ally sitting In the stern of a large open launch, smoking a cigar. "Hello, Tom," Rohert greeted him "All ready?" "Yep. Hop aboard and we'll go," Tom answered cheerfully, albeit with a glint of remembered anger beneath the smile In his eyes. "Fine night for a murder. Bob." "Gad, I hope you don't mean to scrag the beggars, Tom," Robert said, considerably startled. "I'd like to stop Just short of that !" With which rather grim sieech he cranked the motor, a new e Installation that was quiet and could drive the heavy boat about twelve miles an hour. "What's the penalty for sinking a boat like this one of Sebastlen's?" Rob erf asked. "Not that I care a hang but Just out of curiosity." "None If you don't get caught None anyhow. If she happens to be a bootlegger, or down this way If she's a biuenoue a 'Seotlaman.'" Robert chuckled again. "My word but you're a cool band, Tom. I'd h. most believe you had a personal hate on the fellow." Tom's reply to this was a noncom-mltta"H'm.", He had no Intention of speaking to the young Frenchman of Jessica's narrow escape from Scbns tlen. That he feH to be his personal quarrel. hi "The titer's a bad egg, Tom." observed Robert, after a moment. four-cycl- 1 armor-piercin- g Bohr , "Because It's no more than fair, uy dear Tom. In all honor I can't let yon go ahead and risk getting yourself Into a pack of trouble only to birk you of your share of the .proceeds. That would not be according to the traditions of my service." "Vive la France," Tom saidl'"atid underlikewise, noblesse obllga. stand that thing a little better, now." "Well then. Tom. I've learned a lit more about Yankee nerve and resource and your curious slant on things. Can't we come to an agreement about this business?" "Unless there's some error, which 1 can't see. I should say you held all the trumps. Boh." "There Is no error at all, Tom. Pv thumped a dlpsey lead on the bottom of the old bark." "On the bottom?" "Right She's lying bottom up. But we haven't all the trumps, because . Sebastien holds a few." "Then why hasn't he gone to It, - . Evicted from bis rteaa fc, of rent, . tor etood guard over h!s , Hours without food or until a neighbor gave mfo to hia precb ui Implement, f give thought to shelter non-payme-nt s r tt 1 K er' ment I They are my Jewels," he m cannot work without thev H I That man may be homeless be hungry6ut he la not m ture'a On step-childre- he Is one ct- - tbee0Bt fortune's favor! co .re ny mner men and t who know that their too!, nT' Jewels. For they have wltilio selve the seeds of ihat nsuatijl! lc plant, happiness. . - A questionnaire distributed J J f f I j J te i pie who have tried most of the af I leged approaches to the sourr.' I laj'imicroQ pyuiu in iu in ieg, reveal it (aft I conclusion that about the most 2i ble hope for It lies In love of I ' ( work. t Yet how many people know a, : love of their work? How bianJB, fortunate enough to have worktki they do because they want to ' not because they have to? aM many are led lu their youth Is the Important time-- to choose ! find work that will be their Intersr fc Instead of their Job? Hoir workers regard their tools as Jewels" rather than as their sign' h;- -f slavery?. ' Fi Your woek may he of the kind tb lit Is quickly amenable to visible w test: cess. It may be rich In flnandil&' M ward. - Then It may or may not lies more or less content andjis Ion ness. On the other hand job k yet have chosen a medium of express that Is slow to show results, uW meager In worldly return. .Ton b; lm know only labor without rewanli may experience poverty, ridicule, id; !m jet you may be among fortune's fi f $ If vored. the elite of the earth. may know real content anil hjpj fen, ness. That Is, If you are a mnv woman who can say from ymirharj about, your tools or the mediuisi; ihi your labors, "They are my Jewell ' ; !' C, mt. Bell Syndicate. WXU Senlct k f ': Ounce of Prevention Unless much time and effort v devoted to the children who have ne been Infected with tuberculosis, tilt; will afford a constant stream Itrigai ing he" field of tuberculosis. Ti control ' ftfc tuberculosis, blight stream. It Is the ounce of prevet tlou that protects the child, .Dr, J.l Myers suggests In Hygeia Ma?azi as a solution to an Important part tf the tuberculosis problem of p y !a P fri f " I'n - Roh?" "I think that boat of his did reall open up, and he thought he'd better get her tight before he had his go. He mayn't have thought there was such a devilish rush. But there Is you see." "Have you got her buoyed?" Ton. h lead COL ) I jen ite h k t Put Mentholatum In the nostrils to relieve let congestion and clear the breathing pas-wge- , On h asked, "No need. You can almost see her old carapace at ebb tide. I doubt yon ever could guess where she Is, Tom. But before we go any further, you might tell me what you feel your claim amounts to." "What I said this afternoon can stand. Bob. All I ever counted on was her guns; but if she's bottom up, lik you say. It would be some Job to got' them out from under her. Scared pay the shot, or shots, because we' have to dynamite her. and she's proh ably petrified by now." "Then why not fix on a money co pensatlon, Tom? That, of course, pr vided that we can give friend Soha? tien the slip some way." Tom pondered this a little. Tlu-were by this time off Pemaqutd poin beginning to round that formidable bastion of the coast that can be tn fearful to the inshore pilot under thick and stormy conditions of weather Even now, still as It was, a grea(" ground swell was humping up as its long skirts caught aud were impeded by the shoaling bottom "That would depend a good deal on the prospective amount, Bob," Tom said presently. "You 8ee, I haven't ,ea,8t,,dea h0W mucb yu expect to down or rather up. But It seems to me thai if l were to stave Sebastien I'd be entitled to a third-af- off ter all costs were deducted, even to J coue:"'6"8 ,n COm" ZS'lK' "2Je:?' t0or Ut 8ald Suffering Einbarrassnirf: "Eczema spread all over my and flnaUy Into my hair. It was as ftf dry scales that would reappear as removed and my hair fell out ears were very red and I lost ' sleep from constant Irritatioa cotild nardly keep from scratcM "After five years of suffering OS embarrassment I read about cura Soap and Ointment and for a free sample.- After a fe plications 1 began to feel - a relieved so I bought more, and and & Soap cakes of three using boxes of Ointment I was he1 (Signed) Mrs. Bertha H. WJuW Rt 1, Nerada, Iowa, Feb. 10, 1 and Soap 25c Ointment 25c Talcum 25c Proprietors: Drug & Chemical Corp, Mass.--Ad- T. can1 . y Find Tomb of anno a nc wkr B m turn SAMPLE aneiiu TEA CO. ir. Hmr Vorli (TO BE CONTINUED.) 'ound near the fourth 300 Wrrt M kid, complexion blenV"".. aon t Ct at on v' mn-- l;' yonrsclf ot the Btnlh ar M Im yon.l-rl- rtJ it il f Cuiicura Healed Kobe, u and hecauseTl und. h , j EveaCosmetii us to comp here id gome uch "I'cvi boat as his directly at work. There would s4m to ne no reason for our doing wise, since we've known frm Tcr precisely where to find, Tms to look for the old hooker" then'"-whthe. deuce didn't your"'1 oml pyramid aboUt After Five Years' here- - Sebastien S-- If Ton HT6 RANGE OB WORKforBOKSP LVH COITS, broko or onbmke Sit - tUaritoa, i FKKU CH1HDLEB , |