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Show I I I LEHI FREE PRESS, LEI 1 1, UTAH II 1ASSIFIED 7 TURNING POINT r TMENT pA 4 rScELLANEOCS . w I- a I Mil Ad i o.eock Chicks with J70 is ftori icSVlS. EQUIP. Leeta Certified W.N.U. I- - rCHICKS & Alsoli liUL male- - Wi7 Quick o Sweet Potato Variety Uood Starch Source Large Yield Makes It A Profitable Farm Crop THE STaRy THt'S FAR: Sktrwta w BteniuVt ridinj oa the trail htlotr, ad hit irmi aclwd ta catch tte raatal d Ue h'.m up la the cite. Or he could Push him ever the cliff. Jaae (addenl; hefor appeared him. "Tea me It tail trot." aha ajjfd. She did mot know that Stenhart was loUowtnc her until Sherwia told her. "I am innocent of that crime," fce told her, taklnj her tnte hit arm. At the ranch Jim asks atom Jaae and learn from Stenhart. whe hai returned, that she By W. J. DRTDEX la Bp oa the mountainside with Sherwia. The sweet potato is fast Ukir.g its Stenhart telli that he taw Jane and Sherplace at the main aource of wia makini love. Jim Is furiou and S. APPROVED blood tested starch. This is largely due to the calls the sheriff, kut learns the sheriff U fact that starch can be produced or en the way over looklni tor Jordan. SUn-harides off to (aide the sheriff. extracted easily from sweet and of the large volume thatpoUtoes can be produced per acre. ETC. CHAPTER IX vgfnSPLAyTS( Starch and its derivatives are omen, ""V. used in the production of almost It occurred to him that it would be Farms. terrible to have the sheriff find Jane i with this man. He drummed with . . i I I I l his fingers on the edge of his desk, bis face white. He had Just 1 Bonds to the stables for his horse I U. S. Savings when a door opened and old Teresa came toward him, a paper in her 1 hand. 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In the wastelands of the Florida Everglades, the United States Sugar corporation is carrying on vast operations in the producing and manufacture of sweet potato starch. They now have requirements for 40 freight cars of sweet potatoes daily. The starch sweet potato is a special variety developed and tested for years. It grows as large as a man's head and contain a much higher starch content than the table varieties. The yields are from 500 to 700 bushels per acre. are also important. Pulp stock-fee- d production as well as the vines for livestock feed have high nutritive value. The waste water is decomposed and gas used in power plant, the solids producing a high quality fertilizer. Not only for Florida, but other sections where climate and soil production is suitable, this industry will prove of increasing interest and value to farmers. It has proved financially sound and the need for this quality starch is ever increasing. 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Instead, scientific research shows that it is practically imoossible to kill animals through such pressure. Of the five nrinciDal cases generated within tne and monoxide carbon Daunch. two with the are sulfide hydrogen poisonous properties. Even sunnily increased quantities of either, at time of bloating, is sufficient to cause death, which probably results from distention of the pnunch walls. would Bun0" propsrly. I'll This automatic rubber finger picking machine will remove many of the feathers from the birds after they pass out of the scalder; it is a product of E. J. Albright company, Chicago. The square, semi-sogum rubber the carcass flat against fingers lay in pulling feathers. It is sturdy enough to stand continuous usage and operated with a one h. p. motor. VOU ASK Mf SM0. -- think vou t, MUNC;f esroop Own i'l S ruE SUMMFR i S X;V' I r J wow p06m; faster. Cutler aiid Stenhart, turning a sharp curve between two wooded spurs. The trees below them hid the brother and sister as they galloped past the creek, and there was a long piece of virgin forest where they could see nothing either way, and the voice of the cataract deadened all other sounds. Here and there was a glimpse of tie wild ravine, but Jim had never seen Mac's little cabin and, as yet, he saw no trail; then he observed Jane reining in "her horse, looking up. Could she see anything? He struck his spurs into his own horse and the animal bounded forward. They had come to a sharp carve and Jane, trying to turn aside, lost her chance to escape. Jim's horse, faster than hers, leaped a fallen tree and her brother snatched at Tex's bridle and brought him to a standstill. Jane struck at his hand with her quirt "Let me go!" she cried fiercely; "I've got to go up that trail!" She was pointing with a shaking ly. "You'll read this for me, senor?" The little brown woman thrust the paper in his hand. It was the picture of Sherwin; below it was printed a description of nary yam at left. The yam weighs pound and a half, the starch the crime. Jim frowned. "This Improved Machinery POWDER 1A rw Btf Mary Imlay Taylor fl Fil. Typewriter. - SEWING CIRCLE PATTERNS isn't pleasant reading, Teresa, and it wouldn't interest you!" She caught at his sleeve. "Read it. Senor!" sh hpotred Half annoyed, Jim complied. "Madre de Dios, it's as he said!" she mumbled, her eyes dilated. "He's got a devil!" The old woman caught at his sleeve, pointing. Through the open door she could glimpse Stenhart'a disappearing figure, high up the road. "He's got a devil!" she mumbled, crossing herself. Then she caught at his coat and clung to it, keeping him from the door. "Madre de Dios, don't let Jane marry heem, senor!" she begged. Jim, tried to the limit, shook her off. "Oh, mind your own business, Teresa!" he growled. She covered her face with her shaking hands and he heard her praying Spanish as he ran down the slope. He must get to Jane before Stenhart unleashed the sheriff's gang! He was honestly worried. Second thought had cooled his rage; he remembered that he owed something to this fugitive that he was hounding. Then he saw his sister: She had just swung herself from the saddle down by the stables, and as she turned he saw how pale she was. Jane had never looked like this! "The devil take that fellow!" Jim muttered to himself, wrathful again. Then he spoke sharply. "Where have you been?" Jane took no notice of his tone. She came up, panting. "What's the matter?" she gasped. "Perhaps you know better than I do," he replied ironically. Jane caught at his arm with shaking hands. "What does it mean? I saw Stenhart meet the sheriff on the upper road tell me quick, quick!" Jim eyed her coldly. 'T 'phoned for Cutler. He's going to take that jailbird, Sherwin, back to Rhode Island, and I'm going to help him that's all!" Jane's hand dropped from his arm. She turned deathly white, and for a moment she swayed on her feet. Jim threw an arm around her. "My God, Jane, you don't care for wamasmijn)ng PahBaj Then, as the man he had hunted neither moved nor spoke, he tottered back, stumbled, and fell headlong over the narrow ledge. hand at an opening in the brush, until now unseen. "I swear you won't!" Jim flung back, red in the face; "you're my sister." The girl struggled, trying to free herself, and both horses plunged. Then, suddenly, she gave a little cry, looking up through the trees. The horses had whirled around the curve and faced the cataract; through widespread branches Jim caught a glimpse of the trail along the ledge, above the precipice, a trail he had never followed, never even seen before. "I'm too late oh, God, I'm too late!" Jane moaned, dropping the reins into Jim's hands and clasping her own against her breast. The white agony of her face smote her brother; in a tumult of feeling, anger and regret, he held the horses steady and tried to follow her eyes. At first, in the broad glare of the a murderer?" She pushed him away from her sunlight on the high hills, he saw with both lunds. "He saved your nothing but the white spray of the s life and you've betrayed him you cataract and the mighty that seemed to rise upward in serJudas!" she cried. ranks, like an army. He could "Jane" he tried to restrain her ried not even hear voices above the roar but she broke away, ran back to her of the but he knew that Cutwater, the saddle. and into horse leaped men were behind them and beler's Jim made an ineffectual snatch for fore them, up the mouncreeping the reins. "Where are you going, tainside, stealthy and sure, upon he shouted at woman?" mad you their quarry, as the hunter steals her. upon his game. Suddenly his heart looked back at failed She turned and him he felt he had done a him, haggard and broken. "I'm go- thing that he might well regret. No ing to warn him something dreadmatter if the man was a convict, ful will happen if he meets Stenhe had no reason to hunt him down; hart!" rather, indeed, he had cause to I'm Jim coming!" wait, "Stop spare him. Jim's face sobered and cried, but she was gone at a gallop. grew pale. Then Jane flung herself Her brother turned and shouted from the saddle and started toward for his horse. Jose had saddled it the screened opening of the trail, and Jim flung himself into the sadbut, though she was quick, Jim was dle and was off In an instant. Jane quicker; he was down in a moment was well in the lead, riding reck- and after her. He caught her and lessly, but Tex was tired; Jim's held her, struggling, in his arms. horse was fresh and the distance be"You're too late, Jane!" he extween them grew less and less as claimed hoarsely. "Don't you see? he reached the bridge, crossed it, I do! bound to meet-loo- k!" They're see as could He on. now, and raced he turned the loop, that Stenhart had He had glimpsed the steep side met Cutler on the upper road; they were far ahead. The posse had di- of the precipice at last, and seen vided, too, and, as Jim rode on. he what his sister had been watching. made out their plan; they meant to Sherwin was standing beside a cliff, cut Sherwin off, pen him on the high on the trail. Below him, two hundred feet, dashed the cataract; hillside, and then beat the bushes. along the narrow, dizzy ledge, as If Jane reached his hiding-plac- e first if she knew of some secret yet unaware of him, came Stenhart alone! Cautiously, searching, trail, she would be trapped with him! The blood rushed to Jim's face peering this way and that, unat the thought; he cursed his folly aware that his quarry saw him, for giving Stenhart this chance. waited for him. Those two alone and "He's mad with Jealousy 1" he the chasm at their feet Fate, that mocking siren, had staged the scene thought, and urged his horse. for murder; the wild torrent below But Jane was still ahead and she mad spray with a shout. had taken an unexpected turn to the flung up its he did that remembered Jane, up now, saw that looking Jim right not know where the man was hid- she could not reach Sherwin, could But Stenhart did, he had not even cry out to him. She knew den. tracked her, and Stenhart was go- of the cave he had told ber of it when be as a way to escape; a warning in ing toward the cataract trees. tune and they would never find him, the last him through glimpsed could not trap him, but sba was too On the upper road they traveled tree-trunk- . tEltASt late; Stetihart would see him, Stenhart would betray him! She had fought with Jim, but now she stood still with her brother's arms about her; be could feel her shake from head to foot as she looked up at the two men alone there, on the edge of eternity. The climax had come; they were face to face to fight it out no one could reach them in time! roclt or Uarm 2)aij3 achet Set a4ifij ffijade Scalloped Cjown and I "KM Stenhart moving cautiously, foot foot peering, listening, looking back for help help that would nevby er reach him! Sherwin waiting. A cloud had obscured the sun, and as it sailed away he saw Sherwin's face as he crouched, leaning forward, ready! One thrust and Stenhart coming on. unaware of him would Jim caught go down his breath. lllilS down. Jane covered her face with her hands, but it was Jim who cried out hoarsely, tried to shout a warn- ing; then, realizing its futility, he groaned aloud. "Good God, he's going to kill him!" he cried. Sherwin had stepped out from his hiding-plache seemed to tower, vengeance incarnate. Stenhart stood still an instant, frozen in his tracks. His drawn pistol fell from his hand; he seemed to shrink together in mortal terror. Then, as the man he had hunted neither moved nor spoke, he tottered back, stumbled and fell headlong over the narrow ledge. It had happened in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye. Sherwin, waiting for his betrayer, saw him untouched, unscathed crumple up, reel backward and plunge over the edge of the precipice. So swift was it, that he neither moved nor spoke; for a full minute he stared blankly at the spot where Stenhart had disappeared. A strange sensation swept him, he grew dizzy himself; his head swam, and the hills seemed to rise up about him in awful majesty. He knew nothing of the men who were creeping toward him through the woods; he believed himself alone, alone with that awful power which had seized his enemy arfd brushed him like a fly from the ledge! Slowly he took a step forward and, steadying himself, looked over the brink. Thirty feet below him that solitary stunted tree thrust out its dwarfed trunk from the sheer side of the precipice. Sprawled across it, limp, motionless, lifeless, hung Stenhart The white froth of the boiling torrent below him outlined his sprawling limbs, his hanging head, his ghastly upturned face. He was not dead! Even as Sherwin looked, he saw him move his head in the torture of pain and fear; it was more terrible than a swift wiping out of life, for death was playing a game of hide and seek with him. A movement, almost a breath, and he would go down into eternity, and if he hung there with no mortal help at hand he must perish thus! It could not be for long, but Sherwin, looking down at him, knew that he was conscious and saw no help, only the face of the man who had sworn to kill him! Revenge exquisite in his torments, was accomplished. Sherwin need but stand there and see him die! Even as he looked, he saw the old tree begin to waver under the dead weight of the fallen body; its roots were loosening crevice of rock. In in their age-ol- d a little while, long before help could reach Stenhart, it would bend downward. Annihilation waited there, eternity yawned for him, and he knew it! Sherwin, grasping a ledge of rock to steady himself, looked down at the helpless man who had betrayed him. Stenhart, looking up dizzily, saw him and tried to lift a feeble hand in entreaty. It was beyond his strength. He hung there, feeling the tree sway beneath him, helpless, at the end of hope. Sherwin straightened himself suddenly; he had heard a distant sound, voices in the woods! Instantly, he divined the truth; Stenhart had again betrayed him, they were after him. But he had ample time to reach his cave, and once there they would not get him, for he knew the other opening and it was safe. Nor couid they save Stenhart; the tree was giving! Five minutes more and he would be avenged! He need not stir a finger, and Jane, who had besought him not to slay, would know that there was no blood upon bis hands! He drew a deep breath; almost at his feet lay the coil of rope that he had dropped when he met Jane. He saw it and remembered the purpose he had had in minJ. The minutes seemed to beat themselves into his brain, his pulses throbbed, his lips were parched. He stooped, reached for the rope and, uncoiling it, wound it about the great trunk of a sycamore, then, tossing the long end over the side of the abyss, he grasped it and began to descend, hand over hand. The rope swung out and then went taut with his weight. Little by little he lowered himself and, as he went down, he glanced aside at the tree under Stenhart It was yielding, one crack more in the straining bark and it would snap! Swinging at the ropw'a end In space, Sherwin, tho avenger, risked his life. 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