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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER. HYRUM, UTAH n! Snowbird, very pale but wholly and determined and intent Her pistol was cocked and ready. M III. CHAPTER t nt Ml Is He Voice of A 5M t 1iiiii.ii.mi.i.mm - ' vovwwwwwww : snowsird saves dan. Synopsis. Warned by hs physician tliat lie has not more tlrm six months to live. Dan Failing sits despondently on a park bench, wondering w here he should u end thoe six niontl s Memories of his grandfather a id a deep love for nil things of the wild help him In In a large reaching a decision. southern 'Oregon city he meets people who had Known and loved his grandfather, a famous He makes Ins home with ilLa Lennox, a topical westerner The only oth r members of the household are Lennox's son. Bid." Their ar.d daughter, Snowbird abode is in the Umpqua divide, and there Failing plans to live out the bhort span of life which lie has been told Is his. From the first bailing's health shows a marked improvement, and In the companionship of Lennox and Ms son and daughter he fits Into the woods life as if he had been born to it. By quick thinking and a remarkable display of nerve" he saves Lennoxs life and his own when they are attacked by a mad coyote. Lennox declares he is a reincarnation of his grandfather, Dan Failing 1, whose fame as a woodsman is a household word. Dan learns that an oigamzed band of outlaws, of which Bert Cranston is the leader, Is setting forest fires. Landry Hildreth, a foimer member of the gang, has been Induced to turn state's evidence. Cranston shoots Hildreth and leaves him for dead. Whlsperfoot, the mountain lion, springs on Hildreth and finishes Hildreth and devours him,' thus acquiring the taste for human flesh. Dan discovers Cranston In the act of setting a forest fire. n CHAPTER II Continued. Ml -1- 0- Dan felt himself straighten ; and the' color mounted somewhat higher in his brown cheeks. But he did not try to avenge the insult yet. Cranston was still fifteen feet distant, and that was too far. A man may swing a rifle within fifteen feet. The fact that they were in no way physical equals did not even occur to him. When the insult is great enough, such considerations cannot possibly matter. Cranston was hard as , steel, one hundred nnd seventy pounds in weight. Dan did not touch one hundred and fifty, and a deadly disease had not yet entirelj relinquished its hold upon him. I do very well, Cranston, Dan answered in the same tone. Wouldnt you like another match? I believe your pipe lias gone out. Very little can be said for the wisdom of this remark. It was simply human that age-olcreed to answer blow for blow and insult for insult. Of course the Inference was obvious that Dan was accusing him, by innuendo, of his late attempt at arson. Cranston glanced up quickly, and it might be true that his fingers itched and tingled about the barrel of his rifle. He knew what Dan meant. He understood perfectly that Dan had guessed his purpose on the mountain side. And the curl at his lips became more pronounced. he What a smart little boy, scorned. . Going to be a Sherlock Holmes when he grows up. Then he half turned and the light in his eyes blazed up. He was not leering now. The mountain men are too intense to play at insult very long. Their inherent savagery comes to the surface, and they want the warmth of blood upon their fingers. His voice became guttural. Maybe youre a spy? he asked. Maybe youre one of those city rats to come and watch us, and then run and tell the forest service. Theres two things, Falling, that I want you to know. Dan puffed at his pipe, and his eyes looked curiously bright through the Im not Interested in film of smoke. hearing them, he said. It might pay you, Cranston went One of em is that one mans on. word is good as another's in a court and it wouldnt do you any good to run down nnd tell tales. A man cnn light his pipe on the mountain side without the courts being interested. The second thing is just that I dont think youd find it a healthy thing to d i do. then, that is a threat? It aint just a threat. Cranstor I suppose, laughed harshly a single, grim syllable that was the most terrible sound he had yet uttered. Its a fact. Just try it. Failing. Just make one little step in that direction. You couldnt hide behind a girls skirts, then. Why, you city sissy, Id break you to pieces in my hands Few men can make a threat without a muscular accompaniment. Its very utterance releases pent-uemotions, part of which can only pour forth in 1 p The Battles of the Mountains were Battles to the Death. generate mountain men had no other accomplishment, they could hate. All their lives they practiced the emotion : hatred of their neighbors, hatred of law, hatred of civilization in all its forms. Besides, this kind of hillman habitually fought his duels with rifles. Hands were not deadly enough. But Dan was past his guard before he had time to raise his gun. The whole attack ws.one of the most astounding surprises of Cranstons life. Dans body struck his, bis fists flailed, and to protect himself, Cranston was obliged to drop the rifle. They staggered, as if In some weird dance, on the trail; and their arms clasped in a clinch. For a long Instant they stood straining, seemingly motionless. Cranstons powerful body had stood up well under the shock of Dans leap. It was a battle now. The rifle had slid on down the hillside, to be caught in a clump of brush twenty feet below. Dan called on every ounce of his strength, because he knew what mercy he might expect if Cranston mastered him. The battles of the mountains were battles to the death. They flung back and forth, wrenching shoulders, lashing fists, teeth and feet and fingers. There were no Marquis of Queensberry rules in this battle. Again and again Dan sent home his blows; but they all seemed Ineffective. By now, Cranston had completely overcome the moments advantage the other had obtained by the power of his leap. He hurled Dan hand-to-han- d if Ml i i!' ,j fl ftl ! iiwcKvvvwiMftMim muscular expression. And anger is a primitive thing, going down to the most mysterious depths of a mans nature. As Cransum spoke, his lip curled, his daik fingers clenched on his thick palm, and lie half leaned forward. Dan knocked out his pipe on the log. It was tlie only sound in that whole mountain realm; all the lesser sounds were stilled. The two men stood fare to face, Dan tranquil. Cranston shaken by passion. I give jou, said Dan with entire coldness, an opportunity to take tlmt hack, .lust about four seconds. He stood very straight as he spoke, and his eye did not waver In the feast. It would not he the truth to say that his heart was not leaping like a wild thing in his breast. A dark mist was spreading like madness over his brain ; but yet he was striving to keep his thoughts clear. Stealthily, without seeming to do so, he was setting his muscles for a spring. The only answer to his words was a laugh a roaring laugh of scorn from Cranstons dark lips. In his laughter, his intent, catlike vigilance relaxed. Dan saw a chance; feeble though it was, it was the only chance he had. And his long body leaped like a serpent through the air. Physical superior though he was, Cranston would have repelled the attack, with his rifle if he had had a chance. His blood was already at the murder heat a point always quickly reached in Cranston and the dark, hot fumes in his brain were simply nothing more nor less than the No most poisonous, bitter hatred. other word exists. If his class of de- - I ! h By EDISON MARSHALL a k IFacSs - - - - -- 1 Copyright 1920, by Little, Brown & Co. from the clinch and lashed at him with hard fists. It is a very common thing to hear of a silen fight. But it is really a more rare occurrence than most people believe. It is true that serpent8 will often fight in the strangest, most eerie silence; but human beings are not serpents, hey partake more of s the the qualities of the wolves and felines. After the first instant, the noise of the fight aroused ihe whole hillside. The sound of blows was in itself notable, nnd besides, both of the men were howling the primordial battle cries of hatred and vengeance. For two long minutes Dan fought with the strength of desperation, last all that mysterious reserve force with which all men are born. But he was playing a losing game. The malady with which he had suffered had taken too much of his vigor. Even as he struggled, it seemed to him that the vista about him, the dark pines, the colored leaves of the perennial shrubbery, the yellow path were all obscured in a strange, white mist. A great wind roared in his ears and his heart was evidently about to shiver to pieces. But still he fought on, not daring to yield. He could no longer parry Cranstons blows. The latters arms went around him in one of those deadly holds that wrestlers know; and Dan struggled In vain to free himself. Cranstons face itself seemed hideous and unreal In the mist that was creeping over him. He did not recognize the curious thumping sound as Cranstons fists on his flesh. And now Cranston had hurled him off his feet. Nothing mattered further. He had fought the best he could. This cruel beast could pounce on him at will and hammer away his life. But still he struggled. Except for the constant play of his muscles, his almost unconscious effort to free himself that kept one of Cranstons arms busy holding him down, that fight on the mountain path ijpht have come to a suddbn end. ifuman bodies can stand a terrific punishment; but Dans was weakened from the ravages of his disease. Besides, Cranston would soon have both hands and both feet free for the w ork, and when these four terrible weapons are used at once, the issue soon or late can never be in doubt. But even now, consciousness still lingered. Dan could hear his enemys curses and far up the trail, he heard another, stranger sound. It sounded like some one running. And then he dimly knew that Cranston was climbing from his body. Voices were speaking quick, commanding voices just over him. Above Cranstons savage curses another voice rang clear, and to Dans ears, glorious beyond fill human utterance. He opened his tortured eyes. The mists lifted from In front of them, and the whole drama was revealed. It had not been sudden mercy that had driven Cranston from his body, just when his victims falling unconsciousness would have put him completely in his power. Rather it was something black and ominous that even now was pointed squarely at Cranstons breast. None too soon, a ranger of the hill had heard the sounds of the struggle, and had left the trysting place at the spring to come to Dans aid. It was meat-eater- sura-moning- at COST HIM LITTLE TO LIVE Roger Crab, Eccentric Englishman, Subsisted for Many Years on Roots, Weeds and Grass. Dan Failing was really not badly hurt. The quick, lashing blows had not done more than severely bruise the flesh of his face; and the mists of unconsciousness that had been falling over him were more nearly the result of his own tremendous physical Now these mists were rising. Go-- go away, the girl 'was comI think youve killed him. manding. Dan opened his eyes to find her kneeling close beside him, but still covering Cranston with her pistol. Her hand was resting on Ids bruised cheek. He couldnt have believed that a human face could be as white, while life still remained, as hers was then. All the lovely tints that had been such a delight to him, the play of soft reds and browns, had faded as an after- fades on the snow. Dans glance moved with hers to Cranston. He was standing easily at glow a distance of a dozen feet ; and except for the faintest tremble all over his body, a muscular reaction from the violence of his passion, he had entireThis ly regained his was quite characteristic of the mountain men. They share with the beasts a passion of living that is wholly' unknown on the plains ; hut yet they have a certain quality of imperturbability known nowhere else. Nor is it limited to the native-bormountaineers. No man who intimately knows a member of that curious, keen-eyelittle army e hunters of naturalists and who go to the north woods every fall, as regularly and seemingly as inexorably as the waterfowl go in spring, can doubt this fact. They seem to have acquired from the silence and the snows an impregnation of that eternal calm and imperturbability that is the wilderness itself. Cranston wasnt in the least afraid. Fear is usually a matter of uncertainty, and he knew' exactly where he stood. n d big-gam- 'Oh,' I with I could thoot you, Bert. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ORANG FEARED THE CAMERA Presence of Mind Him From Death Saved Probably or Fearful Injury. Photographers e; Youth, with its vitality, makes for the young mothers health and happiness. But later, maternal experiences1 bring different result. The care of a family, multiplied household duties, and very often the weakness caused by womanly disease, tend to prolong the suffering and to make convalescence a slow and weary process. Many women perhaps your own neighbors have had beneficial experience with Dr. Pierces Favorite Prescription, which prepares the prospective mother. Send 10 cents to Doctor Pierces Invalids Hotel N. 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The Teacher What bird has been orang gradually retreat and at the same time to be able to rise from the .thought by some to bring sorrow and crouched and menacing position he trouble to houses over which it hovhad taken. Once the creature was on ered? the move the man knew he had a Robbie Multikids The stork. chance. He succeeded in working the orang around to the corner furthest from the door, which the keeper had silently and slowly opened. Still pointTheres surely some reason for that ing his camera at the beast the man lame, achy back. Likely its your kidvery slowly backed out of the cage, neys. A cold or strain ofttimes congests the door was slammed to and he was the kidneys and slows them up. That safe. may be the reason for that nagging backache, those sharp pains, that tired, worn-ou- t feeling. You may have headlaw of the mind, and had a shrewd aches and dizzy spells, too, with annoyskirmish ; but, the mind being well enUse Doans ing bladder irregularity. Kidney Pills. 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