COPYRIGHT by IRVING BACHELLER, CHAPTER XVIi—Continued. — 7 — In April the two friends set omt afoot for the lower end of the High- lands. On the river they hired a Dutch farmer to take them on to Albany in his sloop. After two delightful days at Home, General Schuyler suggested that they could do a great service by traversing the wilderness to the valley of the great river of the north, as far as possible toward Swegachlie, and re- porting thelr observations to Crown Point or Fort Edward, If there seemed to be occasion for it, and if not, they were to proceed to General Herkimer's camp at Oriskany and give him what help they could In protecting the set- tlers In the west, “You would need to take all your wit and courage with you,” the gen- eral warned them. “The Indians are in bad temper. They have taken to roasting thelr prisoners at the stake and eating thelr flesh. This [8 a haz ardous undertaking. Therefore, I give you a suggestion and not an order.” “I'll go 'lone,” sald Solomon. “If 1 get et up It needn't break nobody's heart. Let Jack go to one o' the forts.” “No, I'd rather go into the bush with you,” sald Jack. “We're both needed there. If necessary we could separate and carry our warning In two direc tions. We'll take a couple of the new double-barreled rifles and four pis- tols. If we had to, I think we could fight a hole through any trouble we are likely to have.” So it was decided that they should g0 together on this scouting trip into the north bush. Solomon had long be- fore that Invented what he called “a lightnin' thrower” hard pressed and outnumbered and likely to have his scalp taken. This odd contrivance he had never had oc caslon to use. It was a thin, round shel! of cast iron with a tube, a flint and plunger. The shell was of about the size of a large apple. It was to be filled with missiles and gunpowder. The plunger, with its spring, was set vertically above the tube. In throw- ing this contrivance one released its spring by the pressure of his thumb. The hammer fell and the spark It made Ignited a fuse leading down to the powder. Its owner had to throw it from behind a tree or have a share in the peril it was sure to create, While Jack was at home with his people Solomon spent. a week In the foundry and forge and, before they set out on thelr journey, had three of these unique weapons, all loaded and packed In waterproof wrappings. About the middle of May they pro- ceeded In a light bark canoe to Fort Edward and carried It acrcss country to Lake George and made thelr way with paddles to Ticonderoga. There "they learned that scouts were operat- ing only on and near Lake Champlain, The interior of Tryon county was sald to be dangerous ground. Mohawks, Cagnawagns, Senecas, Algonquins and Hurons were thick in the bush and all on the warpath. They were torturing and eating every white man that fell in their hands, save those with a Tory mark on them. ‘ “We're skeered o’ the bush,” sald an elderly bearded soldier, who was sit. ting on a log. “A man who goes Into the wildwood needs to be a good friend © God.” “But Schuyler thinks a force of Brit. ish may land somewhere along the big river and come down through the bush, building a road as they advance,” sald Jack. “A thousand men could make a tol’ able waggin road to Fort Edward in a month,” Solomon declared. “That's mebbe the reason the Injuns are out in the bush eatin’ Yankees. They're tryin’ fer to skeer us an’ keep us er way. By the hide an’ horns o' the devil! We got to know what's a-goin’ on out thar, You fellers are a-settin’ eround these ‘ere forts as If ye had nothin’ to do but chaw beefsteak an’ wipe yer rifles an’ pick yer teeth. Why don't ye go out thar in the bush and do a little skeerin’ yerseives? Ye're like a Jot o' ol’ women settin’ by the fire an’ tellin’ ghos' stories.” “We got ‘nuff to do considerin’ the pay we git,” sald a sergeant. “H~~l an’ Tophet! What do ye want o pay?" Solomon answered. "Ain't ye willin' to fight fer yer own liberty without bein’ pald fer It? Ye been kicked an’ robbed an’ spit on, an’ dragged eround by the heels, an’ ye don’t want to fight ‘less somebody pays ye. What a dam’ corn fiddle o' a man ye mus’ bet” Sclomon was putting fresh provisions in his pack as he talked. “All the Injuns o' Kinady an’ the bush that afternoon and before night fell were up on the mountain slants north of the Glassy Water, as Lake George was often called gShose days. But for Solomon's caution an evil fate had perhaps come to them before thelr first sleep on the journey. The new leaves were just out, but not quite full. The little maples and beeches flung thelr sprays of vivid green foll- age above the darker shades of the witch hopple Into the soft-lighted alr of the great house of the wood snd filled it with a pleasant odor. A mile or 80 hack, Solomon bad left the trail and cautioned Jack to keep close and step softly, Soon the old scout stopped and listened and put his ear to the ground, He rose and beckoned to Jack and the two turned aside and made thelr way stealthily up the slant of a ledge, In the edge of a little thicket on a mossy rock shelf they sat down. Solomon looked serious. There were deep furrows In the skin above his brow, After a few minutes Solomon turned and whispered: “Four Injun braves jist went by. Mebbe they're scoutin' fer a big band —mebbe not, If so, the crowd is up the trail. I they're comin’ by, It'll be ‘fore dark. We'll stop In this ‘ere tavern, They's a cave on t'other side o' the ledge as big as a small house.” They watched until the sun had set. Then Solomon led Jack to the cave, in which their packs were deposited. From the cuve's entrance they looked upon the undulating green roof of the forest dipping down into a deep valley, cut by the smooth surface of a broad river with mirrored shores, and lifting to the summit of a distant mountain range, Its blue peaks rose } into the glow of the sunset, “Yonder is the great stairway of Heaven!” Jack exclaimed, “I've put up In this ‘ere ol’ tavern many a night,” sald Solomon. "Deo ye see its sign? He pointed to a great dead pine that stood a little below It, towering re I. \ ¢ THEY PROCEE ALIGHT tp In CANOE To oR FORT Ewan, If il IH | A) with stark, outreaching lHmbs more than a hundfed and fifty feet into the air, “1 call It The Dead Pine Tavera” Solomon remarked. “On the road to Paradise,” sald Jack as he gazed down the valley, his hands shading his eyes, “Wisht we could have a nice hot supper, but 'twon’t do to build no fire, Nothin' but cold vittles! I'll go down with the pot to a spring an’ git some water, You dig fer our supper In that pack o' mine an’ spread It out here. I'm hungry.” They ate their bread and dried ment moistened with spring water, picked some balsam boughs and covered a corner of the mossy floor with them, When the rock éhamber was filled with their fragrance, Jack sald: “If my dream comes true and Mar garet anfl I are married, I shall bring her here. I want her to see The Dead Pine Tavern and its outlook.” “Ayes, sir, when ye're married safe,” Solomon answered, “We'll come up here fust summer an’ fish, an’ hunt, an’ I'll run the tavern an’ do the cookin’ an’ sweep the floor an’ make the beds!” Jack awoke at daylight and found that he was alone, Solomon returned in half an hour or so, “Been scoutin’ up the trail,” he sald, “Didn't see a thing but an ol' gnaw bucket. We'll jest eat a bite an’ pint off to the nor'west an’ keep watch o this ‘ere tral, They's Injuns over thar on the slants, We got to know down through the bush, We're bound fer t know what's a goin’ on out thar, We're liable to be skeered, but also an’ lkewise we'll do some skeerin’ ‘fore we give up--you hear to me.” Jack and Solomon set out in the hend they 1s" They went on, keeping well away from the trail, “We'll have to watch It with our ears,” sald Solomon In a whisper, His qar was often on th® ground that morning and twice he left Jack to “sfiook” out to the trail and look for tracks. Solomon could imitate the call of the swamp robin, and when they were separated in the bush, he gave it so that his friend could locate him. At midday they sat down In deep shade by the side of a brook and ate thelr luneheon, “This” ere is Peppermint brook,” sald Solomon. “It's 'nother one o' my tave erns.” “Our food Isn't going to last long at the rate we are eating it,” Jack re marked, “If we can't shoot a gun what are we going to do when It's all gone?" “Don't worry,” Solomon answered. “Ye're in my kentry now an’ there's a better tavern up In the high trail” They fared along, favored by good weather, and spent that night on the shore of a little pond not more than fifty paces off the old blazed thorough- fare, Next day, about “half-way from dawn to dark,” as Solomon was wont, now and then, to speak of the noon “sign.” It was where the big north trail from the upper waters of the Mohawk joined the one near which they had been traveling. When they were approaching the point Solomon had left Jack In a thicket and cau- tiously crept out to the “juneshin” There was half an hour of silence be- fore the old scout came back In sight and beckoned to Jack. His face had never looked more serious, The young man approached him, lowed-—a part of the effort to restrain his emotions. “Want to show ye suthin".” he whis- pered, The two went cautiously toward the trail, scout led the way to soft ground near a brook. Then he pointed down at the mud. There were many foot- prints, newly made, and among them iron ring around its bottom, ories they knew, in silence, he whispered to Jack. down to the Mohawk valley. The cow der, I've noticed that ‘ere iron ring. Ohlo kentry, devil an’ his fire-water. gate o' hell tonight” Solomon's face anger, There across his brow, Standing feet away, he drew out his ram rod and tossed It to the young man, who eaught it a rittle above the Jack knew the meaning of this, were deep ‘The do one above the other, hand It would hold was to killing. It was Solomon's, “Thank God !™ he whispered, as his face brightened, rod, with his right eye. “It's my job,” sald he, “I wouldn't ‘a’ let ye do It If ye'd arawed the chanst. It's my job—proper. They ain't an hour ahead. Mebbe-—-it's jest fore I do, an’ 1 wouldn't be surprised, They'll bulld thelr fire at the caverns on Rock erick an’ roast a captive, We'll cross the bush an’ come up on They crossed a high ridge, with Sol omon tossing his feet In that long, loose stride of his, and went down the slope Into a broad walley. green-roofed house of the wild was dim and dusk when the old scout halt. ed. Ahead In the distance they had heard volces and the neighing of a horse, with his finger, “do you =¢e the brow o' the hill yonder whar the black thickets be?” Jack nodded. “If ye hear to me ye'll stay this side, This ‘ere business Is kind o' neevarious, I'm a-goin’ clus up. ye'll hear the call o' the bush owl 1 don’t come 'fore mornin’ you p'int fer hum an’ the good God go with ye” “] shall go as far as you go,” Jack answered. Solomon spoke sternly. The genial tone of good comradeship had left him. “Ye kin go, but ye ain't obleeged,” sald he. “Bear in mind, boy. Tonight I'm the cap'n. Do as I tell ye—exact,” (TO BE CONTINUED.) Assuming the Blame A school presided over by a very harsh and bad-tempered teacher had a visit one afternoon from the bishop of the diocese, The bishop, a genial soul, called be. fore him a white-faced urchin who was very much cowed and depressed by an undeserved punishment he had re celved that morning, “My boy,” sald the bishop, In elo quent tones, “who made this great and glorious earth of ours, and set the sun. moon and stars in the wonderful firmament 7" The white-faced boy began to blub- ber, ’ “I 414,” he sald, “but I won't do it again” Love Produces Maladies Medical scientists say that love pro duces In some people definite physical maladies ranging from catalepsy, in which the victim becomes rigid and unconscious, to deafness and compete Uncut Felt Used in Fall Chapeau Brim Sewed to Crown, Feat- ure of Latest Headgear Shown in Paris. The present trend of Paris millinery 8 decidedly toward felt, usually uncut aud Invariably yntrimmed, says a Paris fashion correspondent In the New York Herald-Tribune, This classic model wns designed by has about ten variations. aver the other and cut Into winglike polots, which protrude from both sides to the wearer. Sometimes these points are knotted, but, however treated, they are always placed at the sack or right-side back. Black felt, gray felt, beige, light blue and even pale pink are used in the makeup of ‘hese extremely chile small hats, Another variation is the small felt mt, shown by Rose Descat, with rown indented in circular form simi. ar to men's headgear, giving the new wuare outline. The brim is narrow ack grosgrain ribbon, This mode! Is Autumn Brown Velvet Trimmed With Brown and Tan Ostrich. in black and brown for wear in Paris The life of the straw hat Ino Paris is always extremely short. The enrilest or brown bangkok and pleot, which enjoyed a rather fleeting slightly larger bangkok, the brim be width at the sides and front, Is spun- sored by Rose Descat for dining “au and for the bright, sunny days These hats, In bright as yellow, orange, cerise trimmed In sim- Bois" and mauve, are the gquarter-wide velvet ribbon of exactly matching shade. Madame Lanvin siso makes large straw hats, to be worn i Charming Three-Piece Suit for Autumn Wear Displayed at a recent fashion show in New York was this winsome three- plece costume, the blouse of gray and rose brocade and the coat and skirt of velva crepe in black, striped with gray chenille, with the Parisienne, instances and for a brief moment when the season Is in its Infancy, it is always a minority chapeau. finds small favor Beaded Envelope Purse An of moire beaded with steel beads Is very att tive. About three-eighths yard each of moire silk for the will the 17% slmple envelope purse rac- satin Cut and silk 13 A posed oT) IeRIET needed. Stamp a be inches inch from the out in steel five-eighths work It bends Cut a a1 - 73 hetween cardboard In the Tum in and a plece of buckram by inches. Insert both and satin, fitting the plain end of the silk the the satin, the lining, turn seross the nar the silk and two of Sew each plece of silk to inside out and seam row end hag 53% Inches af the an overhand Fold other end nnd secure with a snap fas purse in &titeh over tener, Bracelets, Serpentine Necklaces and Anklets By an inexplicable reversal of the were originally copled become, baubles that from the genuine in the hands of the jewelers, the models Long necklaces re sembling the pretty giass things sold by the thousand, but of real have now bead made of the most exclusive big Among these are old Per had at some city shops. 3 neckinces, bracelets, anklets of fine wrought silver and an elaborate display made of beads, | closely resembles the heathenish ana “Return” Habit Costly to Parties Concerned Have you an overgrown “return” habit? Or do you, on the other hand, dread, as much as anyone, the possi bility of buying goods that some one else has taken home, tried on repeated- ly—and perhaps even worn! One out of every three articles sold in the average shop, states a New York is returned for ex- change or credit. This practice, be gays, results In a loss to the store— and the store generally and justifiably makes up the loss by increase in the price of other articles. Such a system means that the woman who hasn't the “roturn” habit must pay for the usual ly merely indecisive, sometimes un- scrupulous, nature of the woman who has. The custom of taking goods from the stores on approval grew up before em- phasis began to be laid on sanitation, and has heen losing ground of late. Most stores today refuse to take back articles for: personal use, such as combs and brushes, and sometimes place labels In prominent places on wearing apparel, refusing to permit their return when a missing label sig- nifies that the garment may have been worn by the customer. The label de- vice gréw out of the desire to protect both shoppers and merchants against sertaln consclenceless persons who wore the borrowed garments on one or more occasions and then returned them to the store to be soid to an un. suspecting customer. This type of per son Induced some merchants to limit the period In which goods might be ex. changed or returned to a very few dass ! It is calculated that in many stores the return practice renders about one third of the work of the delivery de partment absolute waste. Even con servative stores report about 20 per cent of thelr merchandise returned. From an economic standpoint this state of affairs Is unprofitable, both to merchant and consumer--in waste ef. fort and expense to the former and in increased price to the bayer. appearance, says a Paris fashion writer In the New York Herald-Trib- une. A Louise boulanger novelty scarf, which is two meters long and almost a meter wide, has a border de- sign which appears at one end only. A little less than three-quarters of the length of the scarf Is given over to a sort of mottled coloring, such as is seen In a colored alabaster, while one deep border end Is frankly printed In large squares of vivid tones, which are faintly lined with an opposing color, * In general, Indications are that the color phase of the autumn mode will be once more predicated upon black and white, but that a wide divertise ment of brilliant hues will be admit ted In order to vary a vogue which is a heritage from previous seasons, Spangles Appearing Spangles eppear on the latest eve. ning frocks. in midnight blue or black chiffon, some of these frocks are powdered with spangles like the sky with stars. MAKING GOOD IN A SMALL TOWN Real Stories About Real Girls By MRS. HARLAND H. ALLEN TTT ire (©, 1924, Western Newspaper Loin.) “DYEING” FOR YOUR FRIENDS HE itinerant dyer-by-the-day brings Mohammed to the mountain-—the Mohammed of the paint pots to the mountain of almost immovable daven- ports and armchairs, The woman “toucher-up” may ren- ovate, with her magic dyes, house hold furnishings that cannot be “dipped.” She has and needs no of- fice; she simply goes from house to house, office to office, or to clubs, the aters, halls—whergver, in fact, there is “wuching up” to be -CArrying with her a simple but efficient dyeing service, “There's a freshening strokes done lure to the business of and brightening by the of a brush,” says a woman who is known as “interior redecorator” of her small town. “The work re quires nothing but an eye for color and a certain skill with the brush. And It supplies earthly necessities as well as esthetic satisfaction” The plan is simply this: The special dye intended for the purpose is applied to sofa, carpet, wall coverings—any- thing about the house, hall or office that needs recoloring-——with an ordi nary paint brush, scrub brush, or. on Inrge surfaces, a special kind of tank spray which may be had from the manufacturers of the dye. This color ing process is much simpler than “dye It is almost as easy The dyer can do the rugs right on the floor, wall coverings right on the wall, The » joh of the pnremov- her vy and fip- dyer may also get g things other tha able use textiles, rugs, ping” she 1 use the ordinary dyes which the hest pequainted ones for coloring blouses, handkerchiefs Gell AVErage person is the and other cute articles, The Interior redecornt« kinds of The successful dyer-by-theday Is returns no good financial will probably rompetition, for the 1 known, She pRpers have practically ne advertise is as yet litrle in customers to communication. should for the und hier her friends by personal The dyer will, of on the possessions Until she COUrse never €x- of her rt periment becomes ex on the technical details ¢ follow 4d she must direct) “he element of chance 1 le to the ama sportswomean, but the girl who would be a professional must prove her abil ity before she starts “CHAUFFEUSE” COMES TO MAIN STREET “ ORKING in # city means work- Wo. on a salary.” And working on a salary doesn't mean rapidly accumulating a bank bal- ance. So an slert young woman who gcted as my chauffeur, or, as she calls it, my “chauffeuse,” In a small town the other day flatly gave me to under stand. “At least it's true for the girl who's ‘just out’ of high school or college” she declared. “Plenty of girls in my clase at college know [t's true, because they made a beeline for the city as soon as they grasped their diplomas” And she arrived in the metropolis, she admitted, before the ink on her's was dry! “After living on starvation wages for seven months I got tired of being a ‘white-collar’ girl,” she told me. “1 came home (home In this conse was a town of 4000), took out a chauffeur's license and used the little money 1 had to buy a cheap, second-hand car. [I've made three times as much money with it as 1 did in my city job” This girl knew how to manage her car perfectly; she was not afraid to be a bit Independent In choosing an occupation that was new on her “Main Street”; and she had a little money— enough to buy the car. Given those qualifications, she said, any girl cculd make good at “chauffeusing™ She thought the requirements were slight ones to meet, when by doing so she earned her own living, enjoyed doing 80 and was, besides, her “own boss.” But suppose a girl is In an even smaller town, where such business would occasionally be slack? At slack periods she could make money teach ing women to drive. Or, perhaps, she could gather fresh products and dis tribute them for neighboring farmers, who can't always take time to “peddle” their goods. If she has her own gar den produce or poultry to distribute, her profits will be greater still Re tall merchants, too, often pay good commissions on orders brought from the country. Shopping on a commission for the people of her community is another undertaking the girl with a car may find worth considering. The girl who decides to “"chauffeuse™ should not be alarmed if some people seem dubious about her occupation at first. They will get used to it soon and ft will bring big returns in fun, fresh alr and finances,
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