a BP ————————— THE RE A Tale of the Flatwoods By DAVID ANDERSON Author of “The Blue Moon" Copyright by The Bobbs-Merrill Ca CHAPTER XVI—Continued. —— Dr He crammed the letter Into the en- velope, thrust It Into the pocket of his blouse and turned back across the yard; stopped, and glanced around at the woman, “She had t’' go and look after some— business,” he sald. “I 'low I'll ride In and he'p 'er'"—he pondered a moment ; went on—"and I reckon you better stay at Aunt Liza's, as she sald. I'll be back t'night—sometime—but it may be late” The woodsman probably never cov- ered the distance to the barn as qulck- ly as he covered -it that day. The words: “If she's there,” puzzled the palr in the old cabin-—as well as the man at the chink—flared clear as the mid-day sun. Hopkins—It wag his last desperate move—a move totally unforeseen. His intentions to- ward the girl had been foul from the first. That he would make some at- tempt to rob the sate was to be expect- ed—had been expected, But this He buckled on his spurs; bridled and *addled Graylock with a feverish haste that waked the mettle of the good horse. When he led him out, Mrs. Cur- ry was waddling across the barn-lot, In the tense moment he had forgot- ten that his haste must be causing her no small wonder. “Yes, I 'low I'll ride in and find 'er,” he ventured, “and bring ‘er back t'- night—sometime—but you petter go on t’ Aunt Liza's anyhow, f'r fear it'll be late, and we'll come and git y'o.” He saw that the attempt at reassur- ance—an attempt that cost him no lit- tle—had failed. The good housekeep- er's face twisted guite beyond her con- trol; her apron went up to her eyes. “Oh, Jack,” she sobbed, “I'm plum’ fluster’'d. left without leavin’ Texie's gone—" The man turned and feigned Just the saddle girth. A tears—the big woodsman was helpless, He glanced back heaving apron, “Now, Mis' Curry, don’t be fluster'd. She's ull right.” He hesitated. “Them two ain't no connected,™ he finally muttered, knowing only too well that they “The parson more'n likely went in after some books, like he must ‘a’ gone through all them 'e had. and Texle I'l hunt ‘er up this afternoon and rid home with 'er.” He g ward the village “1 don't I was vou, I'd leave the house Jark, and TI wouldn't n «one—only ¥ Aunt Liza and Uncie Nick.” no word, and now to ad utterly at facts ways were nore ‘pears 1zed after ment| she's The apron came down from the trou- bied face and the housekeeper began to dry her eyes. The woodsman turned away: stopped; turned back “One question—did take [Wiver with ‘er? "WY. no” swer—"why “1 didn’t "low she would 'a'" The words came over his shoulder a8 he threw the bridle rein the hollow of his arm and strode away down the barn-lot. He flung the gate open, sprang to the saddle and Gray- lock was off like a bird on the wing twenty miles of dust and flying sand toward the dim spired gateway that led out into another world she ‘or re- was the wondering an- 1 Int into CHAPTER XVII Brickbat Alley, There are men so big, physically and otherwise, that the world naturally ex- to find big things always cut out for them. Jack Warhope was such a man -f singular mixture of romantic im- pulsiveness and ealm, cogent reason : a dreamer; a thinker: a man of hard deeds, whose heart sometimes ran away with his head; a Sir Galahad strayed out into the Nineteenth cen- tury a thousand years behind his day. The afternoon was half spent, and Graylock was foul with dust and sweat, when he rode across the long covered bridge over the Wabash and into the city, Brickbat alley had a reputation all Its own. He had heard that it was in the south part of town near the river, though Its exact location he did not know. Riding down Into that end of the city, he stopped to Inquire of an old woman who happened to be stand- ing In the narrow yard In front of a shabby ramshackie house with a fur- nished rooms sign In the window. At the name—Doll Baker—the old woman bent upon him a look out of her blesred eyes that was both deep and searching. “Ther ain't many men runnin’ around loose, like you ‘pear t' be, but what knows whar Doll Baker lives, But, come t’' look at y'u clos't, you're someway differ'nt. F'om the country, hain't yu?” “Yes, ma'am.” “I "lowed y'u wus—y'u look a dif- fer'nt stripe f'om the likes o' them that hunts Doll Baker.” She paused and geemed to be welgh- ing some thought before letting it fall. “And this Doll Baker lives—17" he questioned, hardly able to hold the spur from Graylock. “Brickbat alley—that's next alley down—fourth door on y'ur right. “Be keerful, lad,” she called, hopping like some crippled old bird out to the fence and halting him, for he was al ready riding away, “be keerful. I dis like t' see any harm fall on y'u— them's bad people.” \ { { A i J ¥ It seemed to him that Grayviock had never stepped so slowly, Hitching him, in front of a small grocery on the street, he looked at all the other hiteh- racks In sight for Brownle—but Brownie was not to be seen, Button ing his hunting bleuse about him so as to hide the six-gun, he walked Irto the alley. The fourth door down ‘on the right proved to be a large, two-story, close ly-shuttered wooden structure standing almost flush with the narrow slde- street known as Brickbat alley. There was another bullding on the same lot, a business edifice of brick, fronting on the street proper and apparently occu- pled by a saloon, and the two were the second or two of his approach. He knocked at the weatherstalned, unpainted door. Such a long time went by that he was just on the point of knocking again, when there was a shuf- key rattled in the lock, the bolt clicked back, the knob turned, a woman ap peared at the very narrow slit the door was allowed to open and looked out at him. She was a large woman, in good flesh, and not bad-looking, “Is this where Doll Baker lives?” “Yes; won't ye come in? He entered. She closed the door, turned the key In the lock—a fact that into another room slightly better light. ed. He noticed that both rooms were showlly aud expensively fur nished. He took the chair pointed out to him, The woman, seating herself by a small table a few feet away, eyed him cov- ertly, “And you are—7" he questioned, as If continuing the inquiry begun at the door, “Miss Baker—Doll Baker.” “Well, Miss Baker,” he had to watch that the “I've got a friend- friend-——that from the country, jf, and I'd kh is, a lady city t'day I come in t'day m’'- like t' hunt I was tol she's come t' ‘Br 1D 1 if here, Regarding the obvious blind of the The terrible letter that Hopkins. “What Kind of a Looking Girl Was Your Friend?” She Questionsd at Last, had prostrated the old banker seven days before was in Ken Colin's own absolutely genuine. There The woman sat for near a minute, studying him out of the baffling slits of her eyes——clothing: hands: face: feet—In a way she did not think he “What kind of a looking girl was your friend?" she questioned at last, “Medium falr, brown brown eyes smiles in ‘em size, with hair, ~f nh “Well, she isn't here” The gray-green eyes of fhe woman watched him covertly through their narrowed lids, He caught the look, felt the caution, “Where Is she?” “Don’t ask me.” “I'm awful sorry,” he replied. In tones he tried hard to make meek and doleful. “She ain't nothin’ but jist a raw country girl, and I ain't nothin’ but jist a raw country boy, but we're both from the same little town out here a ways and I wanted t' see ‘or awful bad b'fore she left—town.” The woman still eyed him closely, though her look seemed gradually to become more curious than distrustful, until at Inst she appeared to throw off all suspicion, “Well, Mr.—Country Boy." she said, with an alr of frankness and a twist of her face between a grin and a smile. “L don't know one thing about your—friend, and that's straight.” “Do y'u know Prof, Caleb Hopkins?" The question caught the woman off guard, She started. “Never heard of him "--she hesi- tated; finally added-—"but you might go on through and ask Bil" “Who's BIII?" “Oh, friend of mine<hounces bar out front.” The man studied her, In his eyes there waked a hardness that the Flat woods had learned to know, “Migs—Doll Baker”-<it cost him a. v ort “I'm right y'a." “Doubiting me!” A slid into her well-modulated tones; she flared up straight in her chalr. “What do you mean?” “I mean t' search this house, The woman sprang up. “Search th' house!” “That's what I'm almin' t' do,” the woodsman went on evenly, rising and glancing about him. The woman caught a small cord that dangled behind the door in reach of her hand and gave it a vicious jerk. It must have been a bell cord that led to somewhere outside, for Immediately heavy steps sounded along the porch that connected the house with the sa- loon and a man dashed in at the door. “Bill, you'll haf t' ten’ to 'im"—she jerked a half clenched hand toward the woodsman—*"threatens t' raid th’ Jint f'r a gal he thinks is here.” No this was Blil—the “bouncer.” He looked the part--broad-backed, thick set, heavy Jjowled, little pig eyes and short cropped, reddish hair. He raised his arm, pointed a stubby forefinger to the door and uttered the one word: “it even and cali I'm douhtin’ to hold his volee sorry t' say tang of hardness ” But had Bill only known what man- ner of man it was standing there and coolly measuring him through nar rowed eyes, he probably would have studied a long time before making his next move, “The devil yu won't,” he snarled “Don’t burt em,” the woman cau tioned, “he ain't nothin’ but jist a raw country jake.” Almost with the word Bill sprang, in the side of & house—only It didn't lund, The fact was instantly that he was not a resourceful fighter, but placed his main rellance in ponderous strength-—even so, he was a dangerous man, In a again, blow his flash he wheeled and struck This time Jack parried instead of side-stepping, and shot across one in return—a light uppercut and drew from him a snarl and a He back with a Jabs and swings, curse, came whirlwind whirl others of Jack the wind, Bill's 11k might come sparred for an stepped right into well knowing that moment, anc opening with such be cleverness that any wildering 3 raised his guard to Jack shot across a viclous body blow 31 dropped his left, tremendous right swung on Jaw. Bill grunted, looked dazed. The right swung again on the same spot—clean from the hip and Bill pitched the wall like a bundie of With an's lips, ny speed and cover his face the ex posed against dirty rags horrible Baker ran over him A Curse, Doll bent Upon a won to where he and had reached him before darting hardly HED Was peeping There was no basement made sure of that, and gprang to the The woman tried to drag him back, he flung her off and dashed up the sts Pp stairs Every place where a girl could have but Doll that much there been concealed was explored Baker had told the truth of It, at least, Texle was not When he hurried down, Bill and the He was Justi stepping from the stair door, wary and some sort, when woman were hoth gone, alert for a surprise of there came a across the porch door by which he had entered. as he wrenched it open they rushed into the room bebind him--four them, Bill In the lead. sprang outside and, with Bill the door, scowled street, out at and swore, low, like the alley rats they were, not daring to chase their prey into the open Through a number side-strects in the neighborhood Brickbat alley, Jack Warhope searched for Brownlie, the vicinity, but trace of her A thought suddenly came to him he frowned hard; muttered some very uncomplimentary things about himself that it hadn't occurred to him befors— the old toligate keeper ten miles out on the River road, he had been there more years than Jack had lived and knew everybody from the Flatwoods. He would know if Texie had passed. Next moment the fleet Graylock was racing toward the bridge. Ten miles out on the River road he drew rein and dismounted by the well in front of the diminutive house of the tollgate keeper, “Jist a mouthful fr the hoss, Uncle Asbury.” “He'p y'urse’t.” The old man shuf- fled up out of his rickety chair and iimped toward the well. “Be'n lettin’ ‘im out, hain’t yu?" “Some--yea" He loosened the saddle girth; with the squeaky windlass cranked up a bucketMil of water; allowed the horse to have it sparingly, n Sup 4t a time, (TO BE CONTINUED.) Prima Facie. Stranger (at gate)-—*Is your mother at home?’ Youngster— Say! Do you suppose I'm mowing this yard because the grass is long? Life, According to Hoyle. Willle—"“Mary, let's play mamma and papa.” Mary—"All right. Got a elgarette?"—Lifge falled to Outfit Is Better Suited to | Country—Sweater Still | Strong Favorite. When one comes to speak of knitted slothes notes first that, whether in the of strictly sports models or otherwise, they have to be accepted as Indispensable Whether | the fact that clothes of knitted mate- rlal disqualifies them for use In town or not Is a question frequently brought | un, spondent in they but ane field coine fashion corre- York Herald, the country, which do notes a the New better suited Obviously, ure there are very well for Although through a decided six months, it probably most important of ted wools If one the swenter fo certain types the city well the nT lis in the is still es In swenter pone Inst the Knit not recognize first glauce It Matched to plaited crepe and itself changed In line, it is quite the est thing that clothes the to offer change the arth does ng such nat Is not to be wondered at a skirt of fine smart for country have Ax to the sllk sweater, It appears In glorified guise, und withy n mateh AS most country are combinations of white and the sweater is the thing heavily embroidered fringed scarf to costumes for deep In a straight slipover sweater of a horder and a few large white, yellow and greep, and the scarf is attached to the back at the wide line. This scarf Is very disks and front, of plaited well below the The skirt, a has a binding hottom, a fa reaches sweater, the the model, around the nny OF shioen in which skirts, parti » Knitted Suit of Gray Woo! With Bor der Design About Dress, and Cape in Blue and White. * finished A white ile Sign the om ie, are of similiar has a and An very and reds predominating A checked in the well as in Is used for a sult slipover sinshed the and bound In white A and large enffs are A searf of the same this a very practical country, arf vivid color design wWonvTe as the color coat, nt turont collar white also In material for sult the street or Now Bidding for Favor favor for dresses and with the white especial some ure shown satin blouse This season's styles are particularly rials charming and comfortable, colors refreshingly pretty. just out, or she that was just to make her debut, was either overelaborate or her dress. The tendency of fond parents to be stow all at once the ornaments a girl class, has transgressed, at times, the the fashions designed for young wom- en. But these rules have become standardized and are now represent. {ng the best talents of the leading artists of Paris, There is an obvious compensating joy in their creating, and most Inter esting, engaging things are shown In the new models; things lovely and ex- pressive of youth in their design and colors. Many of the new ideas Intend- ed for young women are equally good for women at large, and there is no monopoly on the palette of colors from which they are developed. Shoulder Cape to Match New With Sports Apparel If one is addicted to the use of eapes, there is one of the very new- pat models In sports clothes which Both dress and cape are In soft white wool, knitted In broad bands, to give the effect of platts. The dress, a plain chemise raodel, Ia fastened at one side Rich Cape and Frock a 59 in radium silk of soft old accompanied by winsome little cape Most successful among these is usual fashion, but cut into vest points ut the front and provided with pockets at least one for the watch fob. Noteworthy In a group of models seen recently was one trimming In scroll done In black floss on the white satin the pockets with inel of it in the front with a suit or coat of of these covered the and a pe Costume blouses are trimming lending «« effect of the Oriental the perhaps frequently motifs satin with » genert cut. These are In evidence In collec the in Paris and are thing that the display of uses has to offer nriched with motifs in sii the offers id among lighter color ‘aris also forme fil hlouse viohl et pointed iy embroidered . r Georgette of own } neer ex the georgette Fine and of tucks ure both part them It blong Inset # slits with embrolders Checked or Striped ds. blo ribbed effects stockings nable are ghter weight for spring shepe-—and the woolen fash! the in Been a ah] have BO wool chings Colored socks are flesh, beige, gray and brown «t popular. The most con a tal, being (he 1 wie nk Kivies inn darker tones or contrastiug colors, rib is the newest dropstite the i The orchid, flesh and seashell, tone and ghades in two chiffon sllk stockings are very smart for dress occasions and will be much in demand in the season with lightweight later frocks a five-button slash nnd has slashed hip pockets bound with the material. Quite as simple In design is low walstliine and has a high standing collar fastening with one button. Desk Accessories The busy woman with much corre new accessories for her desk Large envelopes of colored leather are “Answered” “Unanswered.” Each envelope is made of a dif blue or tan, so that the search for the facilitated. Mends Lace Curtains To mend fine lace curtains starch a plece of mesh as near like the our tains as possible. Cut the starched patch one inch larger each way than the place to be mended and with a warm iron press it over the hole. If done carefully it will be dificult to detect the hole. Simple in Design Many of the new evening capes are sumptuous in material and colors, but extremely simple In design. They fall in straight, voluminous folds, and are gathered into a somewhat narrow fur collar. ADB UNIS A Colorful Season In an effort to outdo their most breil which graduate In or from cerise to mother of pearl. pln ly llr lps ip oD HOME HINTS ~ AND DIET By INEZ SEARLES WILLEON Clr Br rir rr rrr rr rrp rr rr re (©, 1824, Western Newspa p ODD DDGDIPD WASHING WOOLENS which fiber wani textile diffic One of the properties makes It valuable as glso makes it to launder. This is the property of felt. ing or shrinking. Wool has a short fiber, or staple, as It “is technically called. This fiber is covered mi nute scales, and under certain condi tions of heat, molsture and pressure these tiny scales are locked together and the fabric is shrunk. If wool did not possess this felting quality, it would be impossible to spin the short fibers into yarn, and what is our most valuable fiber would be practically worthless Jecause heat, moisture and pressure wool to shrink and all these enter into launder of woolen cloth with because the First, the temperature of the water blankets or other woolens never than tepid Not is wool only This that the rinse water must be hotter nor colder than the water, and it also means that be dried by the they be hung out in the freezing Therefore, in so far as pos the washing, rinsing and drying temperatures equal. Second, pressure applied, when the the scales or shrinking In other The following has been found a very Dissolve one bar of good laundry be of may used Add four tablespoon borex and a half-cupful of household smmonia. This is sufficient washing one pair of blankets Put this solution in eno ) articles to remain In i= some weier, be them to hours. It put the blankets They may the morning and be the day. allow water several and the mes convenient to then to soak be rinsed over night 1 Ir put to dry during rub Never, there are resistant, dirty spots, with the hends circumstances, use them gently under any 8 washboard The amounts of borax and mmonia should be d to the rinse water and the hlankets are left In this ITH sae adde or gently possible off out the walter, ar much as without Drain RQUCeTe Hang up in some place the blankets where wring they may drip Not + cause wool become yel only does heat but it rauses it "sw antl board-like Baby fia Lost nnels which be must are especially shrunken, dally d and when yellow and they are dried en they before oven door so fre the of the of oe hurriedis over the radiator, are life of the garment and appearance is length is main affect It In mind and The ood the are borne In lsundering mmm HOUSEHOLD HINTS Dishes or cooking utensils, solled by Dishes rolled By sugar and starchy substances may be washed much more easily if soaked in hot water, the edges of which Insist A rug, Ing it down. A good way to welght 1t ticles on top of the board. Allow It A plece of olled paper placed over the dish holding unused egg yolks will keep them from getting dry. Put stale bread through the food chopper and keep the crumbs in a jar or crock, covered with a clean muslin cloth. If kept In a container with a Save the small pleces of soap and ase them to make soap jelly, which, kept In a mason jar, is ready for shampooing. A box In the bathroom will prove a reminder to gather up the bits left from the bar. A finger cut from an old glove, put over the end of the curtain rod, will make It much easier to run the curtain onto the rod, Rinse off the lemon squeeser imme diately upon using it and It will not eollect that white deposit so impossi- ble to remove. From Holland comes the Edam cheese, which Is rous and dyed red on the outside. In Holland, it is often served in slices, especially when fresh In America, a slice is usually cut from the top and the inside scooped out as needed. It is not often used In cook- Ing in this country, but an extremely thrifty person will fill the ‘shell with dee or macaron! which has been sea soned and bake it, thereby getting the fast bit of good from her Edam cheese, Parmesan cheese is a very hard cheeke known In its own country, Italy, ag Grana because of the granular ap pearance it bas when broken: If properly made, it will keep for years
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