wu es IRVING BACHELLER “ WILL WAIT” SYNOPSIS. — Solomon Binkus, veteran scout and jnterpreter, and his young companion, Jack Irons, passing through Horse Valley, New York, in September, 1768, to warn settlers of an In- dian uprising, rescue from a band of redskins the wife and daughter of Colonel Hare of England. Jack distinguishes himself in the fight and later rescues Margaret Hare from the river. Jack and Mar- garet fall in love, CHAPTER I|—Continued. nlf She stepped closer and he put his arm around her and kissed her lips. She ran away a few steps. Then, In- deed, they were back on the familiar trail in the thirty-mile bush. A moose bird was screaming at them. She turned and said: “1 wanted you to know, but I have sald nothing. I couldn't. I am under a sacred promise. You are a gentle- man and you will not kiss me or speak of love again until you have talked with my father. It is the custom of our country. But-l want you to know that I am very happy.” “1 don't know how I dared to say and do what I did, but I couldn't help it.” “I couldn't help it either. longed to know If you dared.” “The rest will be In the future—per- haps far in the future” His volce trembled a little. “Not far if you come to me, but I can wait—I will wait.” She took his hand as they were walking beside each other and added: “For you." “1, too, will walt,” he answered, “an as long as I have to." Mrs. Hare, walking down the trall | to meet them, had come near. Their journey out of the wilderness had end- I just d The husband and father of the two ladles had reached the fort only an north of Horse valley arrived next day with the captured Indians, who, under a military guard, were sent on to the Great Father at Johnson castle, Colonel Hare was astonished that neither Solomon Binkus nor John Irons nor his son would accept any gift for the great service they had done him. “lI owe you more than I can ever pay,” he sald to the faithful Binkus. “Money would not be good enough for your reward.” Solomon stepped close to the great man and sald in a low tone: “Them young 'uns has growed kind o' lovesick an’ I wouldn't wonder. 1 don't ask only one thing, Don't make no mistake 'bout this ‘ere boy. In the bush we have a way o' pickin’ out men. We see how they stan’ up to danger an’ hard work an’ goin’ hungry. Jack is a reg’lar he-man. I know ‘em when I see ‘em, which-—It's a sure fact—I've seen all kinds. He's got brains an’ courage, an’ a tough arm an’ a good heart. He'd dle fer a friend any day. Ye kain't do no more. So don't make no mistake ‘bout him. He ain't no hemlock bow. I cacalate there ain't no better man-timber nowhere—no, sir, not nowhere in this world—call it king er lord er duke er any name ye like. So, sir, if ye feel like doin’ suthin’ fer me—which I didn't never expect it, when I done what I dld—TI'll say be good to the boy. You'd never have to be "shamed o' him." “He's a lkely lad,” sald Colonel Hare. “And I am rather impressed by your words, although they present a view that is new to me. We shall be returning soon and I dare say they will presently forget each other, but if not, and he becomes a good man-— as good a man as his father—let us | say—and she should wish to marry | him, I would gladly put her hand In and preparations were being an expedition to cut off the retreat of the Indians. He was known to most Benjamin Hare—a royal commissioner his majesty. a colonel of the King's guard. a man, tall and well proportioned and about forty, with dark eyes, his hair and mustache just beginning to show gray. “I shall not try here to measure my gratitude,” he sald to Mr. Irons. “I will see you tomorrow.” “You owe me nothing,” Irons an- swered. “The rescue of your wife and daughter Is due to the resourceful and famous scout—Solon™n Binkus.” “Dear old rough-barked hickory man!” the colonel exclaimed. *“I hope to see him soon.” He went at once with his wife and daughter to rooms in the fort. That evening he satisfied himself as to the character and standing of John Irons, learning that he was a patriot of large influence and considerable means, The latter familly and that of Peter Bones were well quartered In tents with a part of the Fifty-fifth regiment then at Fort Stanwix. Next morning Jack went to breakfast with Colonel Hare and his wife and daughter In their rooms, after which the colonel In- vited the boy to take a walk with him out to the little settlement of Mill river. Jack, being overawed, was rather slow In declaring himself and the colonel presently remarked: “You and my daughter seem to have got well acquainted.” “Yes, sir; but not as well as [ could wish,” Jack answered. “Our journey ended too soon. I love your daughter, sir, and I hope you will let me tell her and ask her to be my wife sometime.” “You are both too young,” sald the colonel, "Besides you have known each other not quite three days and 1 have known you not as many hours. We are deeply grateful to you, but it is better for you and for her that this matter should not be hurried. After a year has passed, If you think you still care tb see each other, I will ask you to come to England. [I think you are a fine, manly, brave chap, but really you will admit that I have a right to know you better before my daughter engages to marry you." Jack freely admitted that the re quest was well founded, albeit he de- clared, frankly, that he would like to be got acquainted with as soon as pos sible, : “We must take the. first ship back to England,” sald the colonel. “You are both young and in a matter of this kind there should be no haste. If your affection is real, it will be none the worse for a little keeping.” Solomon Binkus and Peter and Israel end John Bones and some settlers At Fort Stanwlix, John Irons sold his Bones and decided to move his family to Albany, where he could educate his children. Both he and his wife had grown weary of the loneliness of the back country, and the peril from which they had been delivered was a decid- ing factor. So it happened that the Irons family and Solomon went to Albany by bateaux with the Hares. It was a delightful trip in good autumn Hare has acknowledged that both he and his wife acquired ua deep respect “for these sinewy, wise, upright Americans, some of whom are as well learned, I should Bay, as most men you would meet In London,” CHAPTER I} Sowing the Dragon's Teeth, That winter the Irons family and Solomon Binkus went often to the meetings of the Sons of Liberty. One purpose of this organization was to induce people to manufacture their own necessities and thus avold buying the products of Great Britain. Fecto- ries were busy making looms and spinning wheels; skilled men and women taught the arts of spinning, weaving’ smd talloring. The slogan “Home made or nothing,” traveled far and wide, Late in February Jack Irons and Solomon Binkus went east as delggates to a large meeting of the Sons of Lib- erty in Springfield. They traveled on snowshoes and by stage, finding the bitterness of the people growing more Intense as they proceeded. They found many women using thorns instead of pins and knitting one pair of stockings with the raveilngs of another. They were also flossing out their silk gowns nnd spinning the floss into gloves with cotton. All this was to avoid buying goods sent over from Great Britain, The meeting over, Jack and Solomon went on by stage to Boston for a look at the big city. They arrived there on the fifth of March a little after dark. The moon was shining. A snow flurry had whit- ened the streets. The alr was still and cold, They had thelr suppers at the Ship and Anchor, While they were eating they heard that a company of British soldiers who were encamped near the Presbyterian meeting-house had beaten their drums on Sunday so that no worshiper could hear the preaching, “And the worst of it is we are com- pelled to furnish them food and quér- ters while they Insult and annoy us)” sald a minister who sat at the table. After supper Jack and Solomon went out for a walk, They heard violent talk among people gathered at the street corners. They soon overtook a nolsy crowd of boys and young men carrying clubs. In front of Murray's barracks, where the Twenty-ninth regi- ment was quartered, there was a chat- tering crowd of men and boys. Some of them were hooting and cursing at two sentinels. The streets were light- ed by oll lamps and by candles in the | windows of the houses. | In Cornhill they came upon a larger | and more violent assemblage of “he! same kind, They made thelr way | through it and saw beyond a captain, a corporal and six private soldiers | standing face to face with the crowd. | Men were jeering at them; boys hurl- | ing abusive epithets. The boys, they are apt to do, reflected, with some | exaggeration, the passions of thelr elders. It was a crowd of rough fel- | lows—mostly wharfmen and sailors. | Solomon sensed the danger in the situ- | ation. He and Jack moved out of the jeering mob. Then suddenly a thing happened which may have saved one | or both thelr lives. The captain drew his sword and flashed a dark light upon Solomon and called out: “Hello, Binkus! What the h—l do you want?” “Who be ye?" Bolomon asked. “Preston.” “Prestan! Cat's blood and gunpow- der! What's the matter?” Preston, an old comrade of Solomon, sald to him: “Go around to headquarters and tell them we are cut off by a mob and In a bad mess. I'm a little scared. I] don't want to get hurt or do any hurt. | ing." Jack and Solomon passed through | the guard and hurried on. Then there | were hisses and cries of “Tories! | Rotten Tories!™ As the two went on they heard missiles falling behind them and among the soldiers, “They's goin’ to be bad trouble thar,” | sald Solomon. “Them lads ain't to | blame. They're only doin’ as they're | commanded. It's the pesky king that | orto be hetchelled.” i They were hurrying on, as he spoke, | and the words were scarcely out of | his mouth when they heard the com- mand to fire and a rifle volley—then | loud cries of pain and shrill curses and running feet. They turned and started i back. People were rushing out of | their houses, some with guns in their hands, In a moment the street was full. “The soldiers are slaying people,” a man shouted. “Men of Boston, we must arm ourselves and fight.” It was a scene of wild confusion. They could get no farther on Cornhill, | The crowd began to pour into side streets. Rumors were flying about that many had been killed and wounded An hour or so later Jack and Solomon were seized by a group of ruffians. i “Here are the d—n Tories!” one of | them shouted. “Friends o' murderers!” was the cry | oo of another “Let's hang 'em! i Solomon immediately knocked the | man down who had ealled them Tories | and seized another and tossed him so | far In the crowd as to give it pause. | “I don't mind bein’ hung.” he shout- ed, “not If It's done proper, but no man | kin call me a Tory lessen my hands | are tied, without gittin’ hurt. An’ if! my hands was tied I'd do some hol- | lerin’, now you hear me. ! A man back In the crowd let out a langh as loud as the braying of am | ass, Others followed his example, | The danger was passed. Solomon | shouted : i “1 used to know Preston when I were | a scout in Amherst's army fightin’ In- | juns an' Frenchmen, which they's, more'n twenty notches on the stock | o' my rifle an’ fourteen on my pelt, an’ | my name is Solomon Binkus from Al- | bany, New York, an’ If you'll excuse | us, we'll put fer hum as soon as we | kin git erway convenlent.,” In the morning they learned that | three men had been killed and five others wounded by the soldiers. Squads of men and boys with loaded muskets were marching into town from the country, “It means that war is coming. We might as well get ready for it. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Preparedness He-My dear, it's no use for you to look at those hats; I haven't more than a dollar In my pocket. She—~You might have known when we came out that I'd want to buy a few things. He—1 did.—Boston Transcript. Passing the Buck Mrs. Pester—Why did you tell Mrs, Newkid her baby looked like its fa. ther? You've never seen Mr. Newkid, Her Husband-1 know it. But all mothers of homely brats like hers think they look Uke their fathers, 2 0 Wi (& or RTS VASA N | DN) Ts ©. J MIA Li re . WISE MISS DUCK HERE were only a few ducks at the farm until one day there came a handsome black and me who quite upset the old with her handsome feathers. “Her feathers may be handsomer than ours,” sald old Miss Duck, “but enn she lay eggs? That is the question whose answer will prove the farmer. ‘Handsome handsome does’ Is a true saying.” The new duck soon made friends ducks to is “Let them go walking and with that new duck If they gossiping . lke,” she instead of attending to thelr work.” “My dears,” sald the new duck one lay, “I can’t see why the farmer keeps that funny old Miss Duck around here. Why, she must be years old, and It Is disgraceful the way she lets her feath- go, so ruffled up and untidy ing." “I may be old and not so trim look- as youn,” thought Miss Duck it on her nest, “but I don’t spend my ng ag she A Nest Full of Big Crown Eggs. gossiping and waddling about the arnyard or go swimming until my is done.” “Our new friend is very ¢ said the morning, ime harming,” old Drake to Miss Duck one “hut I think as you are the Miss Duck, her n« little you better tell her about a sitting upon It’ “Tell her yourself,” replied Miss Duck. “She thinks I am old-fashioned snd she would not listen to me.” “Good morning,” quacked Mr. Drake new duck. “It is a fine day to it to me, and 1 saw farmer this morning looking into your nest” “Let can't bothered should be giad to have some creature as | the barnyard for folks to look at. Mr. Drake, until I came here scraggly looking lot to the egss, seems “1 He sald Miss Duck. laying eggs such a hand- am waddling about Real- you of him look” he ducks. “Let old the anything swimming with is such a lovely Miss Duck lay CLES. else, me, Mr. Won't you Drake? go It Old Miss Duck saw them as they “He is just as bad ay she said. “That new thelr heads, but the rest” has turned all you “Never saw such bandsome eggs a8 that old duck lays,” sald the farmer as he took the eggs from Miss Duck's | nest. “She is worth more than all the other ducks put together, and that new one is worthless; hasn't lald an egg since I got her, I guess she will be worth more on the table than in the barnyard.” “Where is the new duck?’ inquired Mr. Drake morning. “I haven't geen her this morning.” “If you take a look vou might find her,” Duck, “und if the | keep your heads on,” | other ducks, ing and get busy lay Miss Duck at ghe one in the kitchen sald old she ing egy os." her indsome told nest, brown wriggled those hu sald, *I is that handsome | saying. The handsome, but he did Jou sald I was we it to pddled “She {s a e, and I guess we'd bet- for she nu right. oft you some does’ 18 at my big all of the gether” i As Miss Duck wi others said: { but she others pt is wis ter go to We shall find just as the pew “Queer h set things” said Speckled Hen “There isn't pond ; 1 the farmer won't bring any | | more ne w ducks around to help us out i again.’ (©, 1924, McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) work iy be our 1d.” » silly duck ean up- old Miss Duck to the next a duck to be ow KUess nw SIE YELLOW GARTERS ET an unm friend to garter. The woman friend must ask a man, unknown to the girl, ten rows of the garter. The girl who receives and wears the garter will | marry the man who knit the ten rows ithin a nother version simply i says th irl wears a yellow garter ever; in the year, or day and night for six married at the exp those periods. This garter superstition Is common untry and Canada. In the first version of the superstition | we have as one of the magical ele ments the knitting of the ten rows by the future husband }y #0 doing the man. through the magic of the doctrine of knot nself into the thus attaching the i garter to the young lady wears it—good primitive In both versions ; the garter works by a magical pract akin to the doctrine { of knots, phe called the doctrine of ligatures. A ligature binds physically; it binds spirit- ually was the reasoning of primitive man and is the reasoning today among it for her a yellow 1 wn ye: day of of iration one yellow in this co 8, self with who wh w be therefore “She won't long around here.” THE GARDENER ET Trouble-Makers make, And fill the land with qualm and quake, For me. who deem our whirling earth A garden-spot of glorious worth, Committed to our care that we May make It yleld more fruit- fully "il turn my back on raucous stir And like a faithful Gardener Do what I can in my small space To bring forth flowers full of grace, (® by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) trouble meaning; whence it Was derived; signifi HAZEL AZEL is a typically modern prod- uct. It has sprung into popular usage in comparatively recent years, but the origin dates back to the old Icelandic regime and the word hasl, signifying the color “light brown.” The fruit of the hazelnut tree bears that same Indescribable hue. There are few instances in gtymological history where names were given to denote color, unless violet, rose and a few others, may be taken to represent a color rather than a flower; so Hazel bears a rather unusual distinction. By a curiously significant relation, it may bie sald to be an equivalent of Evelyn, since the latter comes from the Latin word avellana, meaning hazelnut. Etymelogically speaking, Hazel is one of the most unusual and difficult names in the feminine lexicon, which may account for its popularity and piquancy. It has found great fa- vor with actresses and singers, and pretty maids with a predilection for affectation. The ocat's-eye ig Hazel's alismanic stone. It Is the Hindu charm against evil spirits, and will protect its wear- er from danger and disease. Accord ing to an .old superstition, It will like wise endow her with extraordinary personal magnetism. Tuesday is her lucky day and 1 her lucky number, (© by Wheeler Syndicate, Ine.) So ne — Ronald Colman BUGGY PUB O BOP IVI PONV IVEY RRR ER ain SS 39 This popular “movie” star Is a | graduate of the English stage. He | had appeared in ali the great suc. cesses in London up to the time he came to this country, about three | years ago. His first motion picture | experience here was satisfactory to the producers and his first assignment was to italy to appear In a picture. Colman is a Scotchman, » SEERRRRRRRARRRRRRRS | savage tribes as attested by many of { thelr customs. The doctrine of liga- { tures 18 found running back through { all ancient mythologies and forms of heathen worship. As to the color of the garter which brings a husband to the unmarried (girl; yellow the color of the sun, of the gold of the wedding ring and of the ripened grain—and thus well calculated, from a .magical point of view, to add power to the effect of the ligature, (2 by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) is Have You This Habit? << By Margaret Morison or HENRY STEELE I WAS with the greatest interest to know her son's friends that John's mother boarded the train to pay her first visit to him sikace he had been at college. The name that she had come to know best from John's letters was {| Henry Steele, Henry Steele was the | great man of that little world. John invited all his cronies to a party in his room to meet her the afternoon of her arrival. When things were at thels height she found herself talkiag to pleasant, quiet-mannered fellow, whose name she had not caught. He began by closing a draughty window at her pack, snd soon she realized that he was centering the conversation on John and John's achievements Of course those were the fifteen minutes that made the afternoon a pleasant occasion to her. Presently John Laterrupted them, ex- citedly. “Here's that new math In. structor flunking all of us in mid year's, Henry!” So this was Henry Steele! She wondered how he would manage the emergency. “Then he's more of a man that } suspected him of being,” came back from Heary Steele, quick as a flash. “By Jehosaplat, John—here we are, we few fellows, holding most of the offices in the class, and this new man, just out of college himself, has the nerve to dish us all. Get his point of view—see the risk of unpopularity he's runnkag I" “Young man,” John's mother asked, “do you slways consider the other | person's point of view?" “Yes,” he answered, seriously, “as 1 | figure It out, the other person's point of view is half of any situation.” Years passed and, on the death of his father, Heary Steele became head of a great manufacturing concern. Be fore long it became evident that the | Henry Steele plants were better off | than their competitors. Once Henry took John over the biggest of his fac. tories, explaining the system to him. Everywhere they were greeted with pleasant words aad genuine . respect Then Henry left John with his fore man for a few minutes ia the office. John spoke of the spirit of the plant. “Oh” sald the foreman, “that's Mr. Steele. Whenever any man In shop has had to do with the boss come away feeling that he's had a heartag. Mr, Steele always considers the other fellow's point of view." HAVE YOU THIS HABIT? {© by Metropolitan Newspaper Service.) snail P cossosone. E “Is the editor particular?” “Nothing but. He ralses a row if he finde a period upside down” ' .
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