ak “JOE'S DEAD” SYNOPSIS, — Looking over Blg Muskeg, a seemingly impassable swamp in the path of the Missa- tibi rallroad, Joe Bostock, bullder of the line, and Wilton Carruthers, chief of engineers, are considering the difficulties. A rifle shot instant- ly kills Bostock and breaks Car- ruthers’ arm. Carruthers tries to carry the body to a post of the Hudson's Bay company, where Mc- Donald is the factor. McDonald's daughter, Molly, sees Carruthers struggling in the muskeg and drags him from the swamp, with his bur- den. Unaccountably, her father objects to her saving Carruthers Weakened by his wound and exer- tions, Carruthers is disturbed by the appearance of Tom Bowyer, Bostock's business rival and per- sonal enemy. Bowyer insults Mol- ly, and Carruthers strikes him. Carruthers declares his love for Molly. She promises to be his wife Carruthers has to reach the town of Clayton to attend a meeting at which Bostock's enemies plan to wrest control of the Missatibi from him. Molly goes with him. They are delayed by a storm. Attacked by his dogs, Carruthers’ life is saved by Molly, who, is forced to kill the animals. ““The snow, the snow?’ CHAPTER V—Continued, — “I'm going on to Mayton. I'm feel- ing better. No, listen, Molly! I didn't tell you, but my arm was swollen from the bandages. They had tightened and stopped the circulation. I'm better without them, I'm feeling stronger— and the pain's less. We can go on. We've got to go on.” “Walk, WHI? “We'll walk,” sald Wilton, rising with great effort. The dying animals had ceased to whimper, and stared at him out of their glazing eyes. Outside the snow was drifting down through the leafless branches, but wind was dying away. It was late In the sifternoon, though no sign came through the heavy, <loud. “We'll go on” Wilton. And, going out of the shack, he un- fastened the cord of the sleigh held Joe's body, took it in wounded hand, “Will, it's impossible !™ “It may be. But I'll face Kitty otherwise.” the not but up the hil proved Progress night And the nightmare of Wilton's with phantoms scenes of the past, was of them. It ated horror to Molly. At every cache, at would stop, feeling the sheer impossi- bility of going on, and sit huddled in the lowering said and his try. I can't {iver ew Snow diff I was their show shoes, 80 in the drag of the sleigh-rope i corduroy s and across the a J rvs est $rrye JiIMost it infinite infinites down was came brain, pe and always Joe drifting about them, Yet always they went on again: un til at last the never-ending night lifted he snow ceased to fill: the horizon was stregked with fire. slowly Wilton a baek to full con- scion They hill they saw the sweetest sight that they had ever seen. For far away was Clay ton. over the plain, with its streets and bare, new houses, and the £aunt station buildings, roundhouses and locomotive shops. They were white as shrouded bodies, snow ISness had tolled up from his wounds and frozen. then they can do what they like with me, But it's you who trick, girl of mine!” But as he spoke he slipped to the ground and leaned his shoulders aguinst the sleigh, “Seven miles yet, and the meeting's at nine,” he sald. “I can't make It, Molly. TI've tried. I've fallen short— Just short. A little later, Molly, I'i— try again. T'm going to--sleep In the sunshine.” Molly stooped over him, and it was a harder thing than she had ever done to try to drive the driven man fur- ther. But she knew that having staked all, Wilton would be content with no less than the sacrifice of all, “Remember Joe, dear,” she sald, “and Kitty.” He tried to rise to his feet, but could mot. Wilton's mind was quite clear, Hut his body, driven by his will, had collapsed suddenly Illke a worn-out horse, ' Three horsemen were riding over the plain toward them. They watched them In a dull apathy. Even Molly hardly eared any more, except for Wil ton.’ And he had done all that a man could do, As the men eame nearer it could be wesn thut they were of the Mounted or” L 1 fl Wh 1 7 | ily \ ay, ha COPYRIGHT BY STEWART KIDD COMPANY mA —— Police. In the foremost Molly recog- nized Quain, the Inspector who was in command of the detachment at Clay- ton. The three trotted their horses up to them, and, eatching sight of the coffin upon the sleigh, the inspector dis. mounted. He looked hard at Wilton, and suddenly he recognized him, “It's Will Carruthers!” he ex- claimed, staring Into his face in bewll- derment, Wilton got up with an effort. “Morn- ing, Jack,” he sald wearily, “Yes, it's I. And here's Miss McDonald, You know her, I think?” The Inspector turned his puzzled glance on the girl. Mechanically his hand went up to his eap In salute, sald reac. “And this is—was Joe Bostock,” and all at once, In the the tears streaming down his face, and could hardly keep his lips steady, “My God!" muttered Quain. “An ac- “Shot!” shouted Wiliton. sneaking dastard’s bullet in the bush The bullet broke my arm after it had passed through Joe's and his blood and mine together, It didn't need for me to know that I'll" hound murderer If It takes me to my dying day I" “Joe—Joe dead!" whispered Inspec- tor Quain, half unable to realize It Joe had been a very living personality “And murdered!” he were that Clayton. added. Then: “Where are your breeds ?™ ! But they didn't shoot Joe, That's a Andersen “Gone either by design or aceldent. story can learn from at the half-way eache™ “That's where sald Quain. “We're looking for “And by the way.” sald Wilton with fn mirthless Iz h, you for.” we're hound as the relative fe rn under arrest for having m him ance upon keenly, Molly though Wilton wa “That's true,” sa constab id Molly ie “A the Andersen's arrest and a from ollowed us up to yesterdns morning The inspecto ube his nerniexity i me that 3 I wouldn't McDonald,” Hlevedd him, Miss be those have } “Proscert ass “The constable was short and stocky In build, The sergeant was fi long mustache" “Bi “A Peters Myers, You “I do” sald t of a squint?” left Hiz n one ls then? “Potors cast In his The know #fye other named them, Quanin softly a half-Frenchman townships, They from the were eastern discharged aervice and they got forms and They're” wi taking their uni- with them. cattiestealing away, squipment ted for a No that ends that trouble, win Quain nodded to his men to dis “Get the sleigh In to barracks notify the coroner. I guess a half Miss MecDon- Wilton, to his feet, set “I've held “I guess I can hold on for two hours more. There's a big- staggering know Just now. I'm going on ahead. I'm all right, and you won't stop me, Jack? * » » * - - . Austin Phayre, the president of the Bank of New North Manitoba, stood at the table, He was a man of about fifty, with a gray, waxed mustache, and gold-rimmed glasses, His manner was pompous, and he was immaculate in his black cutaway, with the expanse of white cuff and tall collar. “Mr, Chairman,” he sald, “some of us shareholders have requested that the meeting be called In order that we may obtaln certain informa. tion from those best qualified to Im- part it, as to the prospests of the Mis. safibl line, concerning which disquiet ing rumors are afloa “You have before yh a statement of our financial position. It is not the mot satisfactory one that could be imagined, Of a total eapital of five million dollars, nearly one-half has al- rendy been disbursed, The estimate before you provides for nearly two mil lions more to be distributed over grad- ing. track-laying, water-tanks, tele. graph line, bridging and ballasting, Meanwhile, unexpected difficulties have arisen, They tell us that the entire route will have to be resurveyed ; that the swamps are Impassable.” He glanced with affected investiga- “It seems hardly worth while to put stances,” he said, “But we should like We this unsettled wilderness, and in how “What did your bank invest for, If feel thatawny shouted an old, roughly dressed man across the table. or out,” + retorted Austin “If Mr, Betts will permit “I'll tell ye why ye did {t!" yelled the old man, rising to his feet and shaking his fist vigorously. “Ye want to get control for Tom Bowyer, 80 as he'll have another to bankrupt. Ye know what we all know, that old Joe Bostock never went back on his friends yet, If he says the line's a- going to pay, It's n-going to pay. Ye know Joe and Will Carruthers went up to look the line over. Glve 'em a chance!” Jim Betts, a familiar figure in many western towns since he made a lucky strike In the Cobalt region a few years before, had been one of Joe Bostock's stanchest friends. He had brought In a good many of the Investors. Yet now he stood almost alone In cham- plonship eof his friend. “If the line ain't no good, what does Tom Bowyer want it for?’ yelled the exasperated old man. “Did ye know Bowyer want anything ine ever he Ye won't condemn a man when here to speak for himself? know Joe" “*D—n Joe! 1 want my money!” Austin Phayre waited the hubbub calmly until had subsided, “I Missatibl route be submitted to a com mission of engineers, to he appointed by the directors,” he sald. “1 oppose ye!" shouted *T'l fight ye the end Ain't ye bought every engineer Manitoba, except Will Carruthers?” “1 beg to second sald Jim on Betts. that in to the motion, tors, and manager of the bank. Jim Betts threw up his arms matically, “Well, Joe Bostock. confidential communication. are ye, hoy? A nolse outside: the door was flung Wilton in open, and stood Viciently Open, and Wilton Stood in the Room, the room. roar, He was mud and blood from head foot. His face, covered with a bristly growth of beard, was white as to as parchment over the cheeks, revealed the contour of the hones beneath. Wilton strode to the table and flung down a paper. “Mr. Bostock's power of attorney, authorizing me to repre sent his vote,” he sald. He turned to the shareholders, bm his eyes sought and held only Austin Phayre's, “We've been to Big Muskeg!” he cried. “We've seen it. It enn and shall be ballasted and crossede No loop about it, and no change of route, Only rock, and more rock, till shall have a pygrmanent way as stable a8 the New Northern's. 1 pledge my word-—and Joe's. 1 ask for your vote of confidence.” Austin Phayre, who had sat down, sprang to his feet again, The ringing cheers which greeted Wilton's out. burst told him to make a virtue of necessity. Wilton had swayed the meeting. The spirit of success flamed in his flashing eyes and carried convie tion in his manner, “Mr. Chairman,” he sald in his soav- est tones, “in view of Mr. Carruthers’ positive statement that no change of ridtite will be pecessary, of course I am ready not to press my motion, 1 will substitute n vefe of confidence In the present management of the Missa. tibl company. And, gentlemen he whneed aboot him and smiled-vin order to inspire the public confidence, I ask thet it be onanimous.” “I second that!” shouted Jim Betts, rising enthusiastically, Half & minute later the motion was declared carried unanimously, and the shareholders clustered about Wilton. His eyes were fixed upon the door, and he was listening for something. "Where's Joe?’ everyone was manding. Then the door opened quietly, and a girl stood In the entrance. She looked hurdly more than a child, She was dressed in black: her falr halr was tumbled about her neck, and her blue eyes were reddened and tear stained, She glanced uncertainly about her, saw Wilton, and ran to him. “Joe's dead!” she cried. *“Will-—oh, wi 1» A loud face de. ery broke from Phayre. His was transformed; his lips were working with rage. “You heard that?” vulgively., “You tock’'s dead! he shouted heard 1t? Joe Joe Bostock's dead! cOon- 308 It's We've been tricked | dead! It's a fraud and a le! How can a dead man vote?” The shareholders stared at him. His face was purple, and he seemed near apoplexy. “Joe Bostock's dead!” he raved. “And until letters of administration of his estate have been granted, his power of attorney is worth more than waste paper!” no “Well, say, ain't ye forgetting that the vote was unanimous?” grinned Jim | Betts belligerently, | “We'll rescind it! We'll take the | vote again! Mr, Chalrman, I move" “Thirty days’ notice of that motion said Betts, “And | Will ™ | But Wilton, without a word, tumbled | nt Kitty's feet, vh, FOR THE TOURIST Pongee and Crepe Are of Service for Summer Wear. Material Offered in Very Nearly All Colors of the Rainbow; Striped Fabric Favored. Travel has a lure that will reach many this summer, whether the route Hes by steamer, railroad or motor, and for these there have been devised lingerie models that are practical and mum amount of room In packing and require the minimum amount of trouble In laundering. Pongees are offered as one answer to the problem. These are generally used In natural neutral shade, with fj color added trim by way of con-| trast. Pongee dyed orchid or rose| may make of flowered tonne may lend an summery suggestion, Agaln, there may be running-stitch floral design suggestive of peasant treatment, These devices add much to the fem Ininity of the garment, and detract not at is borders Cre. embroidery, a or dots all from Cotton crepes again for those ment that can its practicability. have back who appreciate a gar- be laundered without These crepes this sea- in very nearly all the rainbow, and the striped are favored, whether the stripe be a narrow, evenly distrib- uted one, or arranged more in size groups. Added to the basic color Is the piping in a contrasting shade, finiches many of these little | come ron are offered the CHAPTER Vi An Unexpected Development. For weeks thereafter he was only at intervals, roused injection, he was aware of making a | Once, by some | ner's inquest, and once Molly's face | appeared, wet with tears, out of the | and her lips touched him. realize and to house, that he was that Kitty in had | Feebly he whispered his gratito le, nd asked forgiveness becan he had not been able te keep his promise to after Joe, “You did all that « answered, He ’ te nok she fully plucky, Pr J Hoh He asked for Molly he { the Wilt hetior Kitty promised to show when he *Then got YOu Kniow we ked Wilton Kitty smi ! ip i I'm nt aralyzi doubt, tha and that had fired the Bowyer must acecident breeds Yet it; Bowyer had sent t arrest known he ing imtars and more | learned | him; he became nn that eath that and had devised him from the Among Wilton's callers was old Jim Betts, extended his con- | fidence In 8 measure, i “Bowyers gulity as h—1" he de. | clared. “Phayre mightn't have known, | But Bowyer knew, he had Phayre bring that forward, that wouldn't Put that thought in your pipe and smoke it, boy!” “Jim,” sad Wilton, “I'm life to the Missatibi, Joe's work. And I'm hound down his murderer, re convinced lowyer had i od ¢ t 0 aiternoon the at the arrest meeting. to whom he large when Moe Joe ro. | giving up because it | Eoing if it to was | “Aye, boy, and go cool about it." | counseled Betts. “It was crafty work, it'll come out. Don’t doubt it you'll find them two snakes, Bowyer and Phayre, under the brush. wool. And maybe Clark, too,” he added. It was the middle of February be- house. Nearly two months had been lost, and during that time Bowyer and Phayre, whatever thelr plans might be, had had a good leeway to develop them, “Kitty,” sald Wilton, “you know everything Is in your hands now. You control the line. And I know that you'll stand by the line to the last, because It was Joe's big dream.” “Will, you can count on me to the end,” sald Kitty solemnly, “I've been thinking a great deal about Big Mus. keg, and I feel my own responsibility, I want to see the work, Will. 1 want to know that you are succeeding. And I'm going to live there.” “wwMcDonald’s angry protest and then a cry from Molly!” — —— (TO BE CONTINUED) Daily Thoughts, Any one thing in the creation {s suf. fitent to de ovatrate a Providence te an humble (nd grateful mind. —Eole totus, : In the opinion of many there Is nothing as practical for travel pur poses as crepe de chine, and nothing need be added concegning this material as It has been developed for The tallored garments have the vogue for some time are infinitely practical from the of view, and thelr com- | fort Is not to be questioned. been HOMESPUN DRESS AND COAT A homespun coat and dress outfit Is the joy of the young miss. The one of straw and embroidery. A New Material, novelty beige silk woven a crepe stripe Is a new material for the short jackets ng so popular. with brs that A eed are becomi l FALL STREET DRESS This fashionable street dress is in blouse effect, trimmed with caracul fur and newest style Grecian girdle. Garment Is One of the Fancies of the Season; Russian Influence ls Quite Prominent. The blouse that is one of fashi« lonses appear In var ue nations, ti Laie by far being those looks ike a sweater n's fancies this Bu sOn., iors and color com effective multl- colored embroideries. Worn with white linen or silk skirts, such a blouse would be smart for summer, Blouses seem to nedium so of the blouses being seen now, and the most in white wm in white with arrived at a as len is very ong over- that most in the the have far gth few Re reach to barely the hips or at y below are length avolds Te the waistline, which ite prome wing of A pood giver rertals io Lovely Lace Gown. tha Powe Cy wiice orossed ain satin, with a panel of the down the cester. Caramel Brown Hat Caramel brown and Har popular for the brimmed with a silk in a of of reds and sin shades hat wide bles, blending Seven worm range with dress shades ight brown gloves a fi COPRSOTY. ness, the Proper Thing for Garment. The crossover bodice swith a deep | welcome relief after the plain chemise front that has held sway so long. Supple materials, with plenty of fullness, are the proper thing for the crossover bodice. The gowns which feature this new-old fashion usually catch the bodice at one side | with a little bouquet of silk flowers. | Most of these crossover effects have! a rather long waistline, and sometimes | a sash that ties at the left side with | ends hanging to the hem of the skirt, The new flecked feather is much in | evidence. A fawn crinolind hat had | fawn feathers tipped with orange. | Other hats are showing brown feathers flecked with gold, fuchsin with silver, gray with light blue. A black and white costume was supplemented with a hat of black plush on which stood | up a cluster of white ostrich tips flecked with black. PRINTED GOODS IS POPULAR Dresses Accompanied by Hats and Parasols to Match Are the Fashion in Paris. The Prix de Diane, which opens the acing season at Chantilly each year, holds something of style Interest Printed dresses, occasionally accom panied by hats and parasols to match ; ‘ate dresser and capes; tin millinery foware, and highly decorative sleeves were the most interesting notes to he made, writes a Paris correspondent. One's earlier impression that printed inued increase of those who should to be a bigger year than printed silks, particularly allover rather modern usual crepes patterns. for in HOW TO CLEAN STRAW HATS Milan, Leghorn and Others May Be Cleansed With Juice of Lemon and Powdered Sulphur, sald that the most delicate of straw goods, milan, Jeghorn and others, can be thorougkly cleaned hy mixing the juice of a lemon with a tablespoonful of powdered sulphur to form a thick paste. Apply this to the hat with a nallbrush or toothbrush; first removing the band, and rub the paste thoroughly into the straw, Afterward rinse hy dashing water upon it from a glass, but without soak- ing. Shape the hat, while still damp with a warm iron, pressing through a wet cloth until dry. It is For Evening Gown, The beauty of Dorothy Phillips is enhanced by the shimmering jet eve. ning gown which she wears in one pie. ture. The entire frock Is made of sparkling sequins and hangs in simple straight lines from the shoulder to the deeply scalloped skirt. Three jet cabochons confine It slightly at the hips. Filmy black tulle attached at the back of the shoulders suggests a flowing sleeve,
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