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Show THE SAUNA SUN, SAUNA, UTAH THE BRANDING IRON DOCTORS WANTED TD OPERATE . By Katharine Newlin Burt Copyright by Katharine N. Burt Mrs. Qaillon Tells How Lydia E. Pinkhams Vegetable Compound Saved Her from an Operation Muskegon, Michigan. "After doctor ing for eightor nine yearswith different physicians without any relief at all, they saidatlast that med- icine would not reach my case and 1 should have an operation. I had heard of Lydia E. Pinkhams Vegetable Compound and often saw it advertised in different papers where some women had suffered just as I did and got well and strong again by tak ing the Vegetable Compound. I decided to see what i would do for me, and before I had finished the fourth bottle I was much stopped and the letter, the weakness sides left me. I severe pains in my now much stronger and do my own work and work in the factory besides. I sm still taking the Vegetable Compound Mrs.NELLiE and give itallthepraise. yuiLLON, 17 Morris St , Muskegon, Mich. Women should heed such warning n pains and pvmptom8 as bearing-dowweakness, for they indicate some female uouble, and a persistent and faithful jus of Lydia E. Pinkhams to Vegetable help. Compound will Beldom fail m SYNOPSIS Joan Landis, eighteen years old, wife of Pierre, is the daughter of John Carver, who murdered 1 er mother for adultery. Hc--r lonely life, with her father, in a Wyoming cabin, unbearable, Joan leaves him to work in a hotel in a nearby town. Joan meets Pierre, and the two, mutually attracted, are married. Carver tells Pierre story of Joan's mother. Pierre forges a cattln brand. Frank Holliwell, young minister, presents books to Joan. Pierre forbids her to read them. CHAPTER V Continued. t "There's poetry this time," he said. PGet Pierre to read It aloud to you. The suggestion was met by a rude laugh from Pierre. "I wouldnt be wastin my time, he Jeered. It wns the first rift In his courHolliwell looked up In sharp tesy. surprise. He saw a flash of the truth, a little wriggle of the green serpent in rierres eyes before they fell. He flushed end glanced at Joan. She wore an almost timorous air, accepted tils remarks In silence, shot doubtful looks at Pierre before she answered questions, was an entirely different Joan. Now Holliwell wns angry and he stiffened toward his lmst and hostess, dropped all his talk about the books and smoked haughtily. lie wns no more young and master of himself In this Instance than Pierre and Joan. But before he left after supper, refusing a bed, though Pierre conquered his dislike sufficiently to urge It, Holliwell had a moment With Joan. It was very touching. He would tell about It afterward, hut for a long time he could not bear to remember It. Khe tried to return his hooks, coming with her arms full of them and lifting up eyes thnt were almost tragic with renunciation. "I ennt he taking time to rend them, Mr. Holliwell," she said, that voice of extraordinary, hers running an octave of regret; an someway Pierre dont like that I should spend my evenlns on them. Seems like he thinks I was settin myself up to he knowln' more than him. Me knowln' Flip laughed ruefully. morcn Pierre! It's laughable. But imywn.vs I don't want him to he think-i- n that. So take the hooks, please. She pnused. "I love I like them. them," she, said hungrily, and blinking. thrust them into Ills hands. He put. them down on the tulde. "Youre wrong, Joan," he said quickly. "You mustnt give In to such a foolish Idea. You have rights of your own, a life of your own. Pierre mustnt stand You in the way of your learning. mustn't let him. Ill speak to him. "Oh. no!" Some intuition warned her of the danger In ids doing this. "Well, then, keep your hooks and talk to Pierre about them. Try to persuade him to rend aloud to you. 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Well, said he, youre pretty far out of everybodys way here. Be good to each other. D n your Interference! said Pierre's eyes, but he took the hand end even escorted Holliwell to his horse. Snow came early and deep that winter. Pierre had cut and stacked his winter wood ; he had sent his cows to richer mans ranch for winter feeding. There was very little for him to do. After he had brought In two buckets of water from the well and had cut for the days consumption a piece of meat from his elk hanging outside against the wall, he had only to sit and smoke, to read old maga-slne- s and papers and to watch Joan. Then the poisonous roots of his Jealousy struck deep. Always his brain, falsely Interpreting her wistful silence she was thinking of the parson, hungry to rend his books, longing for the open season and his coming again to the ranch. In December a man came In on the mall one snowshoes bringing letter for Pierre, a communication which brought hent to his face. The Forest service threatened him with a loss of land; It pointed to some flaw In his title; part of his property, the most valuable part, had not yet been . . . Pierre looked up surveyed. with net jaws, every fighting Instinct sharpened to bold what was his own. I heT put In two years' hard work on them acres, he told his visitor, "an Pm not plannln to give them over to the first fool favored by the Serv Ice. My title Is as clean as my hand. Itll take moren thievery an moren spite to take It away from me. "You better go to Robinson," advised the bearer of the letter; "cant get after them fellers too soon. Its a country where you can easy coine by what you want, but where It aint so easy to hold onto It. If it aint yer land Its yer hosses; If It aint lie looked yer hosses Its yer wife. at Joan and laughed. Pierre went white and dumb; the chance shot had Inflamed his wound. He strapped on his snowshoes and to Joan, after hade a grim good-bthe man had left. "Don't you be wastin oil while I'm away," he told her sharply, standing In the doorway, his head level with the steep wall1 of snow behind him, and he gave her a threatening look so that the tenderness In her heart was frozen. After he had gone, "Iierro, say a real good-by- , she whissay good-by- , Her face pered. cramped and tears came. She heard Ids steps lightly crunching across the hard, bright surface of the snow; they entered Into the terrible frozen silence. Then she turned from the door, dried her eyes with her sleeve like a little village girl, and ran across the room to a certain shelf. Pierre would he gone a week. She would not waste oil, but she would read. It was with the appetite of a starved creature that she fell upon her books. y CHAPTER VI Pierre Takes Steps to Preserve His Property. A log fell forward and Joan lifted lier head. She had not come to an end of Isabellas tragedy nor of her own memories, but something other than the falling log had startled her; a light, crunching step upon the snow. She looked toward the window. For an Instant the room was almost dark and the white night peered In at her, Its gigantic pressing against the long, horizontal window panes, and In that Instant she saw u face. Joan came to her feet with pounding pulses. It had been Pierres face, but at the same time the face of a stranger. He had come back snow-peak- s five days too soon and something terrible had happened. Surely his chancing to see her with her book would not make 1dm look like that. Besides, she we-e- not wasting oil. She had stood up, but at first she wns Incapable of moving forward. For the first time In, her life she knew the paralysis of fear. Then the door unreasoning opened arid Ilerro came In out of the crystal night. "What brought you back so soon? asked Joan. Too soon for you, eh? He strode over to the hearth where stie had lain, took up the hook, struck It with his " Sh Turned Her Head, All That She Could Turn. tired, angry, he had been drinking her Ignorance, her Inexperience led her to put little emphasis on the effects of the poison sold at the town saloon. When he was warm and fed and rested he would be quite himself again. She went about preparing a meal In spite of his words. He did not seem to notice this. He had taken his eyes from her at last and was busy with the fire. She, too, busy and reassured by the familiar occupation, ceased to watch him. Her pulses were quiet now. She was even beginning to be glad of fils return. Why had she been so frightened? Of course, after such a terrible journey alone In the bitter cold, he would look strange. Her father, when he cam back smelling of liquor, had always been more than usually morose and unlike his every-daself. lie would sit over the stove and tell her th story of his crime. They were horrible horrible evening but the next morning they would seem like dreams. Tomorrow this strangeness of Pierre's would be mlstllbe and unreal. In town, "I seen your said Pierre. lie 83 squatting on hi heels over the fire which he had built up to a great blaze and glow and he tone spoke In a queer sing-sonthrough his teeth. "He asked after you real kind. He wanted to know how you was gettin on with the edlca-tio- n hes ben handin out to you. I tell him that you was right satisfied with me an my ways an hed quit his books. I didnt know as you was hevln such a good time durln my absence. Joan wns cruelly hurt. Ills words seemed to fall heavily upon her heart. I wasnt hevln a good time. I was missln you, Pierre, said she In a low tremolo of grieving music. Thera books, they seemed like they was all the company I hed. "You looked like you was missln' an' "The me, he sneered. I had words about you, Joan. Yes'm, he give me quite a fine of preachln about you, Joan, as how you hed oughter develop yer own life In yer own way along the lines laid out by him. I told him as how I knowed best what was right an fittin fer my own wife; as how, with a mother like yourn you needed watchin moren lenrnln; as how you belonged to me an not to him. An, says he, She don't belong to any mnn, Pierre Landis, he said, neither to you nor to me. She belongs to her own self. I'll see that she belongs to me, I said. Ill fix her so she'll know It':hfl every other feller will. At that he turned from the fire and straightened to his feet. Joan moved backward slowly to the door. He had made no threatening sign or movement, but her fear had come overwhelmingly upon her and every Instinct urged her to flight. But before she touched the handle of th door, he flung himself with deadly, swift force and silence across the room and took her in hl9 arms. With all her wonderful strength, Joan could not break away from him. lie dragged her hack to the hearth, tied her elbows behind her with the scarf from his neck, that very scarf he had worn when the (lawn had shed a wistful beauty upon him, waiting for her on a morning not so very long ago. Joan went weak. "Pierre, she cried pitifully, what to do to me? are you lie roped her to the heavy post of a set of shelves built against the wall. Then he stood away, breathing fast. "Now whose gel are you, Joan Carver? he asked her. You know Im yours, Pierre, she sobbed. "You got no need to tie me to make me say that." I got to tie you to make you do moren say It. I got to make sure you wont take the sureare It. II ness out of me after this. She turned her head, all that she could turn. He was bending over the fire, od when he straightened she saw that be held something in his hand . . . a long bar of metal, white at the shaped end. At once her memory showed her a broad glow of sunset falling over Pierre at work. "There'll be stock all over the country marked with them two bars," he had said. The Two-Ba- r brand, dont you fer-gIt! She was not likely to forget It now. She shut her eyes. He stepped close to her and jerked her blouse down from her shoulder. She writhed away from him, silent In her rage and fear and fighting dumbly. She made no nppeal. At thnt moment her heart was so full of hatred that it was hardened to pride. He lifted his brand and set It against the bare flesh of her shoulder. Then terribly she screamed. Again, when he took the metal away, she Afterward there was a screamed. dreadful silence. Joan had not lost consciousness. Her healthy nerves stanchly received the anguish and the shock, nor did She she make any further outcry. pressed her forehead against the sharp edge of the shelf, she drove her nails Into her hands, and at Intervals she writhed from head to foot. 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Pierres face was pale, his black hair lay In wet streaks on his temples. He must have traveled at furious speed through the bitter cold to be In such a sweat. There was a mysterious, controlled disorder In his look and there arose from him the odor of strong drink. But he was steady and sure In all his movements and his eyes were deadly cool nnd reasonable only It was the reasonableness of Insanity, reasonableness based on the whitest premises of unreason. "I dont want no supper, nor no fight, he said. "Firelights enough for you to read parsons books by; It's enough fer me to do what I ougliter done long afore tonight. She stood In the middle of the d room, arrested In the small, act of fighting a match, and stared at hltn with troubled eyes. She was no longer afraid. After ail, strange as he looked, more strangely as he talked, he was her Pierre, her mnn. The confidence of her heart had not been seriously shaken hy his coldness and his moods during this winter. 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