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Show Alabama Mayor Oat With Strong Facts Judge O. W. Tnomason, Mayor of Tarruiit City, Alabama, widely known and highly esteemed pioneer citizen, recently gave his unqualified endorse-ment to the Tanlac treatment. "Chronic Indigestion brought me to the verge of & general breakdown three years ago," said Judge Thom-ason, "and nothing seemed to afford much Mlef. I was eating scarcely enough to keep going on, and food stayed In my stomach like a rock, causing pain and extreme nervousness. Sleep was often Impossible, and I grad-ually weakened so I could hardly at-tend to my office duties. "The first bottle of Tanlac Improved me wonderfully, and each successive ' bottle gave added impetus to my re-turning strength. I felt ten years younger when I finished the sixth bot-tle a short time later. Tanlac gave me new eest In life that still remains with me." , Tanlac Is for sale by all good drug-gists, of bouse or clearing, but she followed bis gesture and nodded "Under the mountains?" she said. "At the foot of Thunder canyoa Tou can see a gap In the pines. There's a waterfall Just above that white streRk. Now you've got It Where you come from's to the south, away yonder." ' Joan would not turn her head. "Yes," said she, "I know." Suddenly tears rushed to her eyes. She had a moment of unbearable long-ing and regret. Pierre said nothing; he wag not watching her. "Come on," said he, "or your father will be takln1 after us." They rode at a gallop down the hill CHAPTER III I COPYRIGHT BY KATHABtNB NKWUH BUST. Two Pictures In the Fire. The period which followed had a quality of breathless, almost unearthly happiness. They were young, savage, simple, and their love, unanalysed, was as Joyous as the loves of animals : Joyous with that clear gravity charac-teristic of the boy and girl. Pierre had been terribly alone before Jon came, and the bnilding-u- p of his ranch trad occupied his mind day and night except now and again, for dreams. Yet he was of a passionate nature. Joan felt tn him sometimes a savage possi-bility of violence. Two Incidents of this time biased themselves especially on her memory : the one. her fnther's SYNOPSIS Joan landls, eighteen year old, wife of Plerrs, la the daugh- ter of John Carver, who mur-dered hr mother for adultery. Her lonely life, with her father, In a Wyoming oabln, unbearable, Joan leavei him to work In a hotel Jn a nearby town. CHAPTER II Continued. . 2 If Joan had stayed long at Mrs. Upper's, she would have beeun best, a white silk handkerchief knot- - ted under his chin, leather "chaps," bright spurs, a sombrero on his head. His face was grave, excited, wistful. At sight of Joan he moved forward, the pony trailing after him at the full length of its reins ; and, stopping be-fore her, Pierre took off the sombrero, slowly stripped the gauntlet from jils right hand, and, pressing both hat and glove against his hip with the left hand, held out the free, clean palm to Joan. "Good-by,- " said he. "unless yonH be comin' with me after all?" rlslt, the other, an Irrelevant enough picture until after events threw bnck glare upon It. They had been at Pierre's ranch for 9 fortnight before John Carver found them. Then, one morning, as Pierre opened the door to go out to work, JoRn saw a thin, red pony tied to the fence and a small figure walking toward the cabin. "Pierre, it's father !" 6he said. And Pierre stopped In his tracks, drew himself up and waited, hands on his cartridge belt. How mean and old and furtive her father looked In contrast to this beau-tiful young husband I Joan was en-tirely unafraid. She leaned against the side of the door and watched, as silent and nnconsulted as any squaw, while the two men settled their prop-erty rights In her. "So you've took my gel," said John Carver, stopping a foot or two In ltably to model herself on Maud, who was, in her eyes, a marvelous thing of beauty. But, Just a week after her arrival, there came to the Inn Pierre Landls and for Joan began the strange and terrible history of love. In the lives of most women, of the vast majority, the clatter and clash Bl housewifery prelude and postlude the spring song of their years. And the rattle of dishes, of busy knives and forks, the quick tapping of Maud's attendant feet, the sound of young and ravenous Jaws at work: these ounds were In Joan's bewildered ears, and the sights which they accompa-nied in her bewildered eyes, Just be-fore she heard Pierre's voice, Just be-fore she saw his face. It was dinner hour at the hotel, an hour most dreadful to Joan because of the hurry, the strangeness and the trowd, because of the responsibility of her work, but chiefly because at that hour she expected the appearance of her father. Her eyes were often on the door. It opened to admit the young men, the riders and ranchers who hung up their hats, swaggered with a little Jingle of spurs to their chairs; clean-face- clean-hande- wet-haire-and lifting to the faces of the waiting girls now and again their strange, young, brooding eyes, bold, laughing and afraid, hungry, pathetic, arrogant, as the eyes of young mpn Joan felt again that rush of fire to ' her brows. She took his hand and her fingers closed around it like the fright-ened, lonely fingers of a little girl. She came near to him and looked up. "I'll be comin' with you, Pierre," she said, Just above her breath. He shot up a full inch, stiffened, searched her with smoldering eyes, then held her hard against him. "You'll not be sorry, Joan Carver," said he gently and put her away from him. Then, unsmiling, he bade her go in and get her belongings while he got her a horse and told his news to Mr. Upper. That ride was dreamlike to Joan. Pierre put her in her saddle and she rode after him across the Square and along a road flanked by the ugly houses of the town. ' "Where are we she asked him timidly. He stopped at that, turned, and, resting his hand on the cantle of his saddle, smiled at her for the first time. "Don't you savvy the answer to that question, JoanT She shook her head. The smile faded. "We're goin' to be married," said he sternly, and they rode on. They were married by the Justice, a pleasant, silent fellow, who with western courtesy, asked no more ques front of Pierre, his eyes shifting up and down, one long hand fingering his lips. Pierre answered courteously. "Some man was bound to hev her. Mr. Car-ver, soon or late. You can't set your face ag'ln' the laws of nafur'. Will you be steppln' In? Joan will give you some breakfast." Carver paid no heed to the Invita-tion. "Hev you married her?" said he. The blood rose to Pierre's brown face. "Sure I hev." are, tameless and untamable, but full of the pathos of the untamed. ' Joan's ' heart shook a little under their looks, but when Pierre lifted his eyes to her, her heart stood still. She had not seen them following her prog-ress around the room. He had come In Inte, and finding no place at the long, central table sat apart at a smaller one under a high, uncurtained window. By the time she met his eyes they were chnrged with light; smoky-blu- e eyes they were, the Iris heavily ringed with black, the pupils dilated a little. For the first time It occurred to Joan, looking down with a still heart Into his eyes, that a man might be beautiful. The blood came up from her heart to her face. Her eyes struggled away from his. "What's yer name, gel?" murmured Tlerre. "Joan Cnrvpr." 'Vim mm ii'ii fnm hfine?" He "Well, sir, you hev married the dar-ter of a" Carver used a brutal word. "Look out for her. If you see her eyes lookln' an' lookln' at another mnn, you kin know what's to come." Pierre whs white. "I've done with her. She kin never come to me fer bite or bed. Shoot her If you hev to, Pierre Landls, but when she's kotched at her mother's gnme don't send her hack to me. That's all I come to say." He turned with limber agility and went hack to his horse. He was on it and off, galloping madly across the sagebrush Ant. Pierre turned and walked into the housp past Joan with-out a word. She still leanpd acnlnst the door, but her head was bent. Presently she went about hpr house-work. Every now and then she shot t wistful look at Pierre. All morning long he snt there, his hands hanging between his knees, his eyes full of a brooding trouble. At noon he snooK his head, got up, and, still without word or caress, he strode out and did not come back till dark. Joan suffered heartache and terror. When he came she ran Into his arms. He kissed her, seemed quite himself again, and the strange Interview was never men-tioned by either of them. They were silent people, given to feelings and to action rather than to thoughts and woros. The other memory was of a certain sunset hour when she enme at Pierre's call out to the shed he had built at one Ride of their cabin. Its open side faced the west, and as Jonn cume her shadow went before her and fell across Pierre at work. The flnme of (he west gave a weird pallor to the flumes over which he bent. He was whistling and hammering at a long piece of Iron. Jonn came and stood beside him. Suddenly he straightened up and held in the nlr a bar of metnl, the shaped end white hot. Jonn blinked. "That's our brand, gel," said Pierre. "Don't vnu ferglt It. When I've made my fortune there'll be stock all over the country marked with them two bars. That'll he fnmoua the Two-Ba- r brand. Don't you ferglt It, Joan." And he brought the while Iron close so that she felt Its heat on her face and drew back, flinching. He laughed, let It fall, nnd kissed her. Joan wns very glad and proud. (TO PK CONT1NTEO) too had heard of her. "Yes." "Will your father be tnkln' you back?" "I won't be goln' with him." She was about to pnss on. Pierre cast a swift look about the table bent heads and busy hands, eyes cast down, ears, he knew, alert. It was a land of few women and of many men. He must leave In the morning early and for months he would not be back. He put out a long, hard hand, caught Joan's wrist and gave It a queer, urgent shake, the gesture of an impatient and beseeching child. "Will you be comin home with me, . gel?" asked Pierre hurriedly. She looked at him, her lips apart, and she shook her bead. Maud's voice screamed at her from the kitchen door. Pierre let her go. She went on, very white. She did not sleep at all that night. Her father's face. Pierre's face, looked at her. In the morning Pierre would be gone. She had heard Maud sny that the "queer Landls feller would be makln' tracks back to that ranch of his acrost tho river." Yes, he would be gone. She might have been going with him. She felt the urgent pressure of his hand on her arm. In her heart. It shook her with such a longing for love, for all the unknown largesse of love, that she cried. The next morning, pale, she came down and went about her work. Pierre was not at breakfast, and she felt a sink-ing of heart, though Bhe had not known that she had built upon seeing him again. Then, as she stepped out nt the back to empty a bucket, there he was! Not even the beauty of dawn could lend mystery to the hideous, littered yard, untidy ns the yards of frontier towns Invariably nro. to the board fence, to the trampled Iiiiif acre of dirt, known ns "The Square," and to the ugly frame buildings strangled about it; but It could nnd did give nn unearthly look of Moseednes to the bare, gi butfes that rlncred the town and a glort to the sky. while upon Pierre, waiting at his pony's head, it shed s magical nnd tcndr light He was dressed In his cowboy's "Will You Be Comin' Home With Me, Gel?" tlons than were absolutely needful, and In fifteen minutes Joan mounted her horse again, a ring on the third finger of her left hand. "Now," said Pierre, standing at her stirrup, his shining, smoke-blu- e eyes lifted to her, his hand on her boot, "you'll be wontln' some things some clothes?" "No," sold Jonn. "Maud went with me on' helped me buy things with my pay Just yesterday. I won't be needln' anything." "All right," said he. "We're off. then!" And he flung himself with a sudden wild, boyish "Whoopee!" on his pony, gave a clip to Joan's horse and his own, and away they galloped, a pair of young, wild things, out from the town through a straggling street to where the rood boldly stretched Itself toward a great land of sage-brush, of buttes humping their backs ngnlnst the brilliant sky. Down the valley they rode, trotting, walking, galloping, till, turning westward, they mounted n sharp slope and came up above the plain. Below, In the heart of the long, narrow valley, the river colled and wandered, divided and came together again Into a swift stream, nmongst aspen Islands and willow swamps. Beyond tills strung', lonely rivpr-he- the jcottonwoods be-gan, nnd, above them, the pine forests massed themselves nnd strode up tho foothills of the gigantic ramie, that ranK of Iron rocks, sharp, thin and brittle where they scraped the sky. At the top of the hill. Pierre put out his hand and pulled Joan's rein, drawing her to a stop beside him. "Over yonder's my ranch" said be. " Joan looked. There was not a sign Different Ways to Cure Newly Placed Concrete . Recent survey of numerous high-way construction projects show that contractors employ different methods te cure newly-lai- d concrete. This cur-ing Is said to be one of the very Im-portant processes In building a first-cla- ss concrete pavement. . On level sections of highway, the preferred method, It was found. Is the building of earth dykes along the edges pf the pavement and flooding the In-side area as shown In the illustration. The water Is then kept on the surface of the concrete for ten days or two weeks. This method was thought to be cheaper than covering with earth because of the labor necessary to shovel the dirt on to the pavement and later clean It off. The water re-quired to keep the earth wet was about as much as If the surface of the pavement was flooded. Sone contractors reported that the use of hay was best. They said It would hold more water and could be r 4-- 1 i Curing Newly-Lai-d Concrete by Flood-ing. used several times over. Moreover, It was not hard work to distribute tha hay or rake it up after the curing period. Where water was plentiful, some contractors expressed themselves in favor of using sprinklers. A water pipe was laid down the center of the road, with lawn sprinklers attached at frequent intervals. These were kept niiinlnc aevprnl honra a day. The advantages of one or another method of curing were not found to be such as to affect the strength or wearing qualities of the concrete. Al-though concrete begins to harden soon after It is mixed, the full strength Is developed by progressive hardening over a period of time. The hardening process Is said te be not a drying process, as the presence of moisture is necessary to assist the chemical action which causes concrete to harden. Learning the Language. The count was having trouble with the language. He pointed to a sen-tence in his book 'The larkspur filled the garden." "I cannot understand," sighed he, "Ze lark no purr, se cut purr. Ze lark is a bird." lie rend along and then said: "Now I comprehend sse catbird." Louis-ville Courier-Journa- l. Important to All Women Readers of This Paper Thousands upon thousands of women have kidney or bladder trouble and never suspect it. Women's complaints often prove to be nothing else but kidney trouble, or the result of kidney or bladder disease. If the kidneys are not in a healthy con-dition, they may cause the other organs to become diseased. You may suffer pain in the back, head-ache and loss of ambition. Poor health makes you nervous, irri-table and maybe despondent; it makes any one so. Hut hundreds of women claim that Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Roo- t, by restoring health to the kidneys, proved to be just the remedy needed to overcome such oondi-- tions. Many send for a sample bottle to see what Swamp-Roo- t, the great kidney, liver and bladder medicine, will do for them. By enclosing ten cents to Dr. Kilmer k Co., Binghamton, N. Y., you may receive sam-ple size bottle by parcel post. You can purchase medium and large size bottles at all drug stores. Advertisement. Stop their pain in one minute I For quick lasting relief from corns, Dr. Scholl's Zino-pad- s stop the pm in one minute by removing the causa i friction and pressure. Zino-pad-s are thin, safe, antiseptic, healing, waterproof and cannot pro-- , duce infection or any bad after-effect- s. . Three sizes for corns, callouses and bunions. Cost but trifle. Get a box to-day at your druggist's or shoe dealer a. mScholl . Zinppaas 1 Put on on pa" THICK, SWOLLEN GLANDS that make a horse Wheeze, Roar, have Thick WlBd or Cbeke-dow- a can MjmMM be reduoed with alto other Bunches or Swsll-yi- i- No Mister, hair gone, and horse kept at work. Economical only a few drops , required at an application. $2.50 per bottle delivered. Book 8 A free. W. F. Turn.W 510 It St. WU. Hasv RUB YOUR EYES? fSv UU HlTer.Tfoy, NTT. BuufclM. a W. N. U., Salt Lake City, No. 38-19- 23. Hairs Catarrh Medicine Treatment, both local and internal, and has been success-ful In the treatment of Catarrh for over forty years.. Sold by all druggists. F. J. CHENEY &. CO., Toledo, Ohio . Atu'2'W.V.s4 mmm Jbr Economical Transportation OF Farm Products Modern, progessive farmers, being also business men, now depend on fast economical motor transporta-tion to save time, eave products and get the money. Chevrolet Superior Lipht Delivery, with four post body was built espe- - cialiy for farm needs. It has the Prices f. o. b. Flint, Mich. space and power for a big load. S"PTiari-pM.Ro.d,- tf $490 which it moves fast at a very low IS 4" cost per mile. Coup , 640 For heavy work, Chevrolet Utility gfSj "1 '. l Express Truck at Only $550 Chassis Superior Commercial only, offers a remarkable value. uSSt J" Fit. any standard truck body. XTr7. . ,50 Chevrolet Motor Company Dn mim of Cntrral Motort Corporation Dealer) and Serxict Detroit, Michigan Station Every-whet-t TlfMnwIeivpriwfftctivSoptimltTltt -- Eggr!! SUPERIOR M,JMM Light Delivery feiV JJ Hn ul "" T i.i " C , ...lie. Important Qualification. "You go so far as to admit the pos-sibility of defeat for your party?" "Yes," replied Senator Sorghum s "but you will observe that I observe the rule of statesmen who lift a warn-ing voice and am always mighty care-ful to say 'unless'," Dad'a Opinion. Mother But Helen needs new clotliea John. Young Dubblelgh ia be-ginning to pay her attention. Father (examining bills) Huh I An expensive lot of bait for a poor fish. Boston Transcript. The Comfort of Pride. 'T-l- d your wife huve a good time in the mintry?" , No; the only thing that reconciled her was the thought that she stayed away two weeks longer than the wom-an next door." Boston Transcript. Still Same Age. When mother introduced Dorothy to the caller she snld: "My littln girl was five years old yesterday." "And I'm five years old today, too," said Dorothy. Boston Transcript. Rain Needed. "We've simply got to have rain somehow." "Crops need It, I suppose." "Crops, nothing. It's not the farm-ers I'm thinking about. Our golf course is nearly burned out." Particular. "Whnt's the matter, driver?" "The engine misses." "Pardon me 'miss,' not 'Missus." Louisiana Parish Saves Money by Using Iron Ore Iron ore, found in northwestern Louisiana, has proved of great value In road building In thltt state, and, in some localities where it has been used has effected a saving of $2,000 to $3,000 a mile in the cost of construe- - Hint. Highway engineers in Louisiana have been using the ore as a binder Instead of sand or clay, and have found it far superior to that material In many instances. During 1922 the Louisiana state highway department completed 850 miles of new rouds. Most of this mileage consists of gravel. The remainder consists of roads built of shells, sheet asphalt or bltullthlc. The 1923 program includes a larger amount of asphaltlc construction. Iron ore was first nsed In De Soto parish, La., In 1917. Then a large de-posit was found northwest of Arcadia. Ore from this deposit is being used as base course on the new Homer-Mln-de- n highway, the Arcadla-Natchitoch-hlghwar, the Rnston-Arknnsa- s high-way and the Pershing hfghwny. The state ps.vs about 10 cents a yard In royalties for this material, against $1 a yard in sund clsy gravel. The saving effected amounts to about $1.50 a yard. Gold lenf wns used on the tombs nnd monuments of Kgypt. Mrs. J. B. Hume is America's first wonmn registrar of hinds. Federal Funds Spent on Highways in Year 1922 During the calendar year 1022 the amount of federal funds spent on high-wav- s by the United States Depart-ment of' Aurlculture totaled $5,003,100, which constructed 2.420 miles of for Mt roads and U90 miles of forest trails An additional KiOO.nno was se-cured for this construction v.ork from state and county authorities. Durlna 4.W0 miles of roads this same year and 19,000 miles of trails were main-tained at a cost of $500,01 K). Woman Bank President The distinction of being the onlj woman bank president 'n Illinois has fallen to the lot of Mrs. Flora McCor-mle- k of Kmdon, who succeeded to that position upon the death of her husband. She. 1s not the only member of her family connected With the bank, as her four sons bold positionsone as cashier, one as teller and two hs bookkeeper. During the life of her husband she was frequenfly called Into consultation on financial affairs, and she was well vered !n the techni-calities of the business before she as-sumed charge of the bank. New York Herald. Complaint About Heavy Trucks Injuring Road Speaking about maintain1 roads, there is much c.mii.!s.::.t about ' ,ig trucks that mnUe trips over tlx roads Immediately after every r.r.i :r. : trm-- .I I I cutting them up. !' cult, and causing l"t of e .! a nil to keen the ruts tilled nnd the r.tvl .w,; d traveling condition. Some vl restrict!. in r rifill have to plan some traveling with b!g trucks Immediate!; j after a rain. |
