6 The Wrong Ten be M mixrd\% the reason why it is the mostetfec- I tive, and so reliable, as an exterminator of m Roaches. Ants and Bed Bugs as well as R Rats ana Mice. There is enough poison in one 15c. I box of ROUGH ON RATS to kill 000 to 1,000 ■* Rats and Mice. J Fools the Rats, Mice and Bugs, I but never fools the buyer. #- ••T WHY? Because RATS instinctively fij ovoid the familiar forms of ready-prepared- Bh for-use doses. ROUGH ON RATS, being un- I mixed and all poison, can be disguised in If many ways, thus completely outwitting I them; and you are not paying 15c. an I ounce for flour, paste and grease, (that can a be had for 6 cents a pound), that must Pf necessarily form the bulk of ready-pre i pared for use catch penny devices. Being all poison, one 10c. box of ROUGH ON RATS, when mixed with some thing they will eat. will spread 50 to 100 ; little breads or cakes, that will kill five hundred or more Rats and Mice, and thousandsot Roaches, Ants and Bed Bugs. HOW TO USE IT. Always when using HOUGH ON RATI cover up or remove any other food they may be as apt to feed upon as the doses you set. liecause of the well-known cunning of Rats, never place the dose you set for a rat close up to the hole where he comes I out. And for the same reason every time you use Rough on RATS for Kats or Mice, change the material you mixitwith. If you mix it with butter or grease, and I spread on bread, next time chop the powder well into bits of meat; next time mix it with leavings of fish or oysters. ■ oatmeal porridge, mush, uncooked apples, ■ potatoes: then use cheese, etc., changing % every time to anything you may have H about that Rats or Mice will eat. Then H you may repeat if ever necessary. WRough om RATS being a slow poi- W nfl son. Rats in their misery and thirst work M ■ their way out of your premises. Un- B ■ equalled for extermination of Roaches, m ■ Ants and Red lings, /'or full directions K ■ fee Circulars with boxes. 15c.. 25c. and I M 75c. '1 lb.) boxes at Druggists. ■ HTHewareol imitations and substitutes; ■ I there is not and can not be an honest sub- O £0 stitute for Kougm on RATS. E. S. WELLS. Chemist I Jersey City. N. J., U. S. A. Souvenir Post Cards date postal*. al/dif •ren* 2?o posfpaJd. No trash. lt*»r«>Hfor THURSDAY, APRIL 23, 1908 care of her, Lockhart. There's Moth er White beckoning to supper. You'll eat before you go? No, I won't take any supper now, thank you, mother, I will stay with Mary." And he did stay with her all through the long watches of that long night. He never closed his eyes in sleep. Sometimes Mary would drop off into uneasy slumber —always of short du ration. When she awakened suddenly in wide-eyed fright, he soothed her with all tenderness. Sometimes when he thought she was sleeping, she would clutch his arm desperately and cry out that there was some one be hind the big cottonwood. Again it would be to ask him in a terrified whisper if he did not hear hoof-beats, galloping, galloping, galloping, and begged him to listen. He could al ways quiet her, and she tried hard to keep from wandering; but after a short, broken rest, she would cry out again in endless repetition of the ter rors of that awful night. Mrs. White and several of her small progeny breathed loudly from an ad joining room. A lamp burned dimly on the table. It grew late—l 2 o'clock and after. At last she rested. She passed from light, broken slumber to deep sleep without crying out and thus awakening herself. Gordon was tired and sad. Now that the flush of fever was gone, he saw how white and miserable she really looked. The cir cles under her eyes were so dark they were like bruises. The mantle of his misfortune was spreading to bring others besides himself Into its somber folds. The men were coming back. But they were coming quietly, in grim si lence. He dared not awaken Mary for the news he knew they must carry. He stepped noiselessly to the door to warn them to a yet greater stillness and met Langford on the threshold. The two surveyed each other grave ly with clasped hands. "You tell her, Dick. I—l can't," said Langford. His big shoulders drooped j as under a heavy burden. "Must I?" asked Gordon. "Dick, I —l can't," said Langford, brokenly. "Don't you see?—if I had been just a minute sooner—and I promised." "Yes, 1 see, Paul," said Gordon, quietly. "I will tell her." "You need not," said a sweet clear voice from across the room. "I know. I heard. I think I knew all the time — | ■(' " The Sheriff and His Deputies Made a Diligent Search for Williston. but you were all so good to make me hope. Don't worry about me any more, dear friends. I am all right now. It is much better to know. I hope they didn't hang him. You think they shot him, don't you?" "Little girl, little girl," cried Lang ford, on his knees beside her, "it is not that! It is only that we have not found him. But no news is good news. That we have found no trace proves that they have to guard him well be cause he is alive. We are going on a new track to-morrow. Believe me, little girl, and goto bed now, won't you, and rest?" "Yes," she said, wearily, as one in whom 110 hope was left, "I will go.l will mind —the boss." As he laid her gently on the bed, while Mrs. White, aroused from sleep, fluttered aimlessly and drowsily about, he whispered, his breath carressing her cheek: "You will goto sleep right away, won't you?" "I will try. You are the boss." CHAPTER XII. Waiting. The man found dead the night the Lazy S was burned out was not easi ly identified. He was a half-breed, but half-breeds were many west of the river, and the places where they laid their heads at night were as shifting as the sands of that rapid, ominous, changing stream of theirs, which ever cut them off from the world of their fathers and kept them bound, but rest less, chafing, in that same land where their mothers had stared stolidly at a strange little boatload tugging up the river that was the forerunner of the ultimate destiny of this broad north west country, but which brought in incidentally—as do all big destinies in the great scheme bring sorrow to some one—wrong, misunderstanding, forgetfulness, to a once proud, free people now in subjection. At last the authorities found trace of him far away at Standing Rock, through the agent there, who knew him as of an ugly reputation—a dis sipated, roving profligate, who had long since squandered !ji« government patrimony. He had been mixed up in sundry bad affairs in the past, and had been an inveterate gambler. So much only were the Kemah county authorities able to uncover of the way ward earthly career of the dead man. Of his haunts and cronies of the period immediately preceding his death, the agent could tell nothing. Ho had not been seen at the agency for nearly a year. The reprobate band had covered its tracks well. There was nothing to do but lay the dead body away and shovel oblivion over its secret. In the early morning after the re turn of the men from their unsuccess ful man hunt, Gordon, gray and hag gard from loss of sleep and from hard thought, stepped out into the kitchen to stretch his cramped limbs. He stumbled over the figure of Langford prone upon the floor, dead asleep in utter exhaustion. He smiled under- and opened the outerdoor quietly, hoping he had not aroused the wornout boss. The air was fresh and cool, with a hint of autumn sharpness, and a premature Indian summer haze, that softened the gauntness of the landscape, and made the distances blue and rest-giving. He felt the need of invigoration after his night's virgil, and struck off down the road with long strides, In pleasant anticipation of a coming appetite for breakfast. Thus it was that Langford, strug glng to a sitting posture, rubbing his heavy eyes with a dim consciousness that he had been disturbed, and won dering drowsily why he was so stupid, felt something seeping through his senses that told him he did not do well to sleep. So he decided he would take a plunge into the cold artesian pond, and with such drastic measures banish once and for all the elusive yet all-pervading cobwebs which clung to him. Rising to his feet with unusual awkwardness, he looked with scorn upon the bare floor and accused it blindly and bitterly as the direct cause of the strange soreness that be set his whole anatomy. The lay of the floor had changed in a night. Where was he? He glanced helplessly about. Then he knew. Thus It was, that when Mary lan guidly opened her eyes a little later it was the boss who sat beside her and smiled reassuringly. "You have not slept a wink," she creid, accusingly. "Indeed I have,"he said. "Three whole hours, I feel tip-top." "You are—fibbing," she said. "Your eyes look so tired, and your face is all worn." His heart leaped with the joy of her solicitude. "You are wrong," he laughed, teasingly. "I slept on the floor; and a good bed it was, too. No, Miss Willis ton, I am not 'all in' yet, by any means." In his new consciousness, a new formality crept into his way of ad dressing her. She did not seem to notice it. "Forgive me for forgetting, last night," she said, earnestly. "I was very selfish. I forgot that you had not slept for nearly two days and were riding all the while in—our behalf. I forgot. I was tired, and I went to sleep. I want you to forgive me. I want you to believe that I do appre ciate what you have ddne. 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