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T
By ROBERT
AMES
BENNET
WNU Service
Copyright by Robert Ames Bennet
SYNOPSIS
As Alan Garth, prospector, Is pre-
paring to leave for his mining claim
in the Far North, a plane lands at
the airways emergency station. In
it are Burton Ramill, millionaire
mining magnate; his daughter, Lil-
ith; and Vivian Huxby, pilot and
mining engineer. Belleving him to
be only an ignorant prospector, the
tmen offer to make an air trip to
Garth's claim, although they refer to
his samples of platinum-bearing ore
as nearly “worthless.” Lilith Ram-
{11, product of the jazz age, plainly
ehows contempt for Garth, Through
Garth's guidance the plane soon
reaches the claim site. Huxby and
Ramill, after making several tests,
assure Garth his claim is nearly
walueless, but to “encourage” young
prospectors they are willing to take
achance in investing a small amount,
Bensing treachery ahead, Garth se-
cretly removes a part from the mo-
tor of the plane. Huxby and Lilith
taunt Garth, but their tone soon
changes when they try to start the
plane. Returning to shore they try
to force Garth to give up the miss-
ing part. Garth manages to set the
monoplane adrift and the current
carries it over the falls. He points
out that he is thelr only hope in
guiding them out of the wilderness,
Garth begins the work of preparing
for the long journey. He insists
that the others help. Ramill and
his daughter must be hardened for
the hardships ahead in their trek to
the outpost on the Mackenzie. Garth
experi res difficulties in getting
his companions into line. An experi-
ence with a bear helps.
CHAPTER V—Continued
ani en
Garth laid down his rifle and came
forward. He ignored the wary hostile
jook of the mining engineer, nodded to
Mr. Ramill, and took off his battered
hat to bend low before Miss Ramiil in
a polite bow.
“You are too kind, my dear lady. 1
could not deprive any of you of your
sweets, ‘Eat, drink and be merry, for
tomorrow—" You may recall the rest
of the quotation.”
Mr. Ramill went red. What {If
Lilith did happen to find these things
you were hogging for private use? We
need them as much as you"
“Far more 80,” Garth amended the
statement, “I don't need them at all
Go right ahead and waste what's left.
You of course are certain there'll be
no emergencies on the way out—no oc-
casions when a pinch of tea or sugar
may make the difference between life
and death for you.’
“How frightful,” said Huxby.
“Quite so. While you're about It,
you may as weil make a clean sweep.
Here.” Garth tossed the gold-mounted
cigar case to its owner,
“Oh, so that's how
smokes,” exclaimed
“Who's the real
Dad lost his
Miss RamiilL
sneak around here?
Steal all those cigars, and the gold
case, too. Then come whining be
cause we've kept you from cheating us
out of our share of these things you
hid. Hand over the cigars, Dad. My
throat's still rasped from the vile
smoke of that willow bark Vivian
dried for our cigarettes.”
Ramill banded the case
Garth.
“Wa-walt!” cried his daughter,
He waved her away. “No. The
Joke is on us. He knows what is
ahead, We do not. We've emptied
the sugarbowl and half the teabag.
Tie up that bag and the salt, Vivian,
and hand them to him.”
Garth shook his head, and bowed
to the angry-eyed girl
“Thank you, no. Miss Ramill has
taken charge. As I recall my Anglo-
Saxon, ‘lady’ originally meant bread-
cutter, She was the one who rationed
out the food. I figure upon at least
five weeks before we reach the Mae
kenzie, Miss Ramill will keep charge
of the salt and tea—do with them
whatever she thinks best”
She flared. “I will not!
such thing."
“As you please. It's a matter of
utter indifference to me. More than
once I've gone for two months on
meat alone. You're quite welcome to
throw these pouches into the fire.”
He glanced around, taking stock
of the camp,
“Everything In keeping, I see. No
sewing dome on the moccasins, muffle
all eaten, woodplle nearly used up.
You'd better cook and eat all the meat
you can before the rest of the wood
is burnt, When the fire goes out, we'll
have plenty of four-footed visitors to
relieve us of those moose legs—wolves,
foxes, wolverines. Also ravens and
moosebirds, Even Mamma Grizzly and
her children may turn up.”
There followed a silence, broken at
last by Miss Ramill. She repeated her
first question, but In a very different
tone: “Mr. Garth, may I pour you a
cup of the tea?”
“Thank you, I do not need it. The
rest of you will. I suggest keeping
it for breakfast. You'll have no other
taste of sweets for over a month, un-
less we find a bumblebee nest.”
The girl silently covered the top of
the pot with the inverted tin enp. Her
father heaved up his soft bulk. Ie
Weckoned to Huxby.
s “Come, Vivian. The agreement was
that Garth should be skipper. That
wood pile will not last another hour.
We can't permit any bear raids om
our bull market.”
The engineer met the quip with a
rather thin smile. However, he set
back two
I'l do no
about gathering firewood with quick-
ness and efficiency,
Garth lifted one of the moose quar-
ters from the smoke rack and began
to cut off large thin slices, These he
laid on the poles for quicker smoke
curing and drying. He pald no atten
tion to Miss Ramill,
When the girl saw he did not in.
tend to speak to her, she picked up
the salt and tea pouches and went
into the leanto. Garth thought she
meant to go to bed. Instead, she
crawled out again, put one of the
freshly cut slices of meat on a wil
low spit, and held it over the end of
the fire where the muffle had slm-
mered.
As soon as the steak was brolled,
the cook sullenly offered it to Garth.
He took it with no betrayal of his
surprise, and sat down to eat. “Thank
you, sister.”
She frowned. *“I never hated any-
one so much in all my life as I hate
you. But that was a mean trick,
stealing your sugar.”
“All the more reason for you to
hate me. Not that it matters a penny
--the sugar or your hate. I'll admit,
though, it's very interesting to watch
the reactions of yourself and your fa-
ther. Huxby is just a commonplace
wolf. But your father and you-—the
lady of leisure and the millionaire ac-
quirer—tossed from the lap of luxury
into the raw wild. You'll have to
acknowledge it’s high comedy.”
“If It is, then you're the clown,
the best she could counter,
He agreed: “That's it, the jester
the fool of the .play~—the loon who was
to have been gulled and bilked. Who
knows? He niay jut he will
have had the fun of the game.”
Miss Ramill turned her back on him
and went to crawl into the leanto.
Her father and Huxby came with still
more wood to pile on the already
heap of fuel. The engineer
lie down at his sleeping
lee side of the fire,
had gathered a
spruce tips and
The long hours of twilight slowly
faded to the semi-dusk of midnight
and as slowly brightened towards full
day. Sunrise found the three visitors
ATs
RNY
"
was
be yet.
high
went to
place on the
During the day he
much thicker bed of
dry moss,
“You Are Too Kind, My Dear Lady.
| Could Not Deprive Any of You
of Your Sweets”
from the cities still asleep. Along
with the tea and sugar, they had
gorged on the muffie gelatine and the
tender lynx meat. Garth did not
waken them. He looked speculatively
at the smoke rack. All the lynx meat
had been eaten. But the wide spread
of moose hindquarter slices made a
great showing around the two uncut
moose forelegs. He decided to ler the
tongues and the remaining muffle keep
on smoke curing.
Two hours or so later the crack of
moose bones under the blows of the
belt-ax wakened Huxby., He sat up
to turn hungrily in the direction from
which came a savory oder. Garth had
drawn a thigh bone from the fire and
was buttering a plece of broiled meat
with hot marrow.
The engineer came around and laid
one of the thigh bones on the fire
Above it he sianted a steak on a spit.
Neither he nor Garth spoke. He
started to eat his steak and marrow
before either was more than half
cooked.
Garth finished his own breakfast
and began to sew a moccasin, As soon
as Huxby had bolted down his food,
he picked up the emptied gold pan.
Miss Ramill had sat up In the front
of the leauto to lace her boots. Her
father crept out past her,
“Morning, Vivian,” he greeted. “1
see you're going to set the pan on the
fire again. Good idea. That muffle
asple is all Garth told us It would be.”
“No.” Huxby's tone was almost
curt. “We've lost too much time al
ready. 1 am going to make a complete
test of that placer deposit.”
He looked with cold warlness at
the rightful claimant of the placer.
Garth smiled. “Go to It. The more
you pan out, the more of my 00 per
cent I'll
pocket.”
That sent the engineer off with a
crease between his hard eyes. Mr.
Ramlll studied Garth's amused face,
“What is the idea?" he inquired.
“Do we Infer you still stand by the
terms you offered?”
“Well, I may at least allow you four-
tenths of what your Man Friday
sweats out of my placer. The laborer
is worthy of his hire.~I'm going for
a dip. You and Miss Ramill might
get your moose bones to roasting, The
marrow goes well with the steaks.
Let me suggest that you bulld a larg
fire in the regular cook hole. When ft
burns low, rake oat the coals and lay
in one of the forelegs, thickly smeared
with mud, Then rake on dirt, embers
and ashes, bulld a small fire on top,
and keep it going four or five hours.”
Miss Ramiil looked down at her
slender hands. They were already
roughened and grimed, and two of the
highly manicured nalls had been
broken. The large diamond of her en
gagement ring flashed blue-white fire
up into her angrily flashing blue eyes.
She jerked her head up to flare out
at Garth, He was already disappear-
ing in the brush on his way to the
rock pool
When he
a fire was
be able to Jingle In my
returned from his plunge,
flaming high in the cook
hole, Well away from It,
to millions was smearing one of the
moose legs with mud brought up from
the lake shore by her father In
expensive soft hat,
Garth the bones from
raked thigh
of the partly burnt steaks.
dripped meiting moose fat
small twist-cup of birchbark
had brought back with him.
already held two or
spruce pitch.
The mud-daubers washed thelr hands
in the rill and came for their over
cooked breakfast. While Mr. Ramil
cracked open the marrow bones with
the belt-nax, Garth stirred his dope
together with a twig. He took off his
hat before starting to smear the dope
on his face. Miss Ramill gazed at
him.
Garth offered his
metic In the North,
go the limit"
“I'll die frst!”
Her father dipped his fingers in the
dope and smeared the stuff on his face
and neck ss Garth had done.
Garth sald: “Eat your fill. Miss
Ramil] will stay to tend the fires. You
and I are to climb. You'll wear Hux-
by's leather trousers outside your
own.”
“But they're too small for me around
the belt”
‘hes'll not be after a few
You'll wear the jacket also.”
A taste of hot marrow roused the
girl's appetite. Hunger overcame her
other cravings. She sald nothing even
when, at the end of the meal, her
father drew on Huxby's flying suit
over his clothes and started off with
Garth.
Though Garth had spoken of a climb,
he first led along the lake shore to the
beginning of the muskeg swamp. Then
turned and slanted gradually up
through the belt of spruce trees antil
the west side of the trough was
reached at timberline. He stopped to
look at Huxby while Mr. Ramill
caught his second wind. The min
that
three gill is
dope. "Best cos.
You may as well
days,
He was hard at work
gravel, midway up to
stake
Garth led across to the east side of
the trough. After every halt he started
the portly millionaire on again as soon
as he could draw a deep breath. They
kept plodding up the tundra slope
until at last Mr. Ramill's legs gave
out. He staggered and collapsed. He
lay, purple-faced and quivering, spent.
When able to speak, he gasped an
appeal: “Ka«quit! ‘UN kill—me!”
“No such luck,” Garth bantered him.
“It's only the fat. If it was your
heart, you'd have died long before this
Open your coats and let the sun
soak In”
The exhausted man turned flat on
his back and basked. Within a few
minutes he drowsed off. Garth let him
nap a long two hours, then started
him on up the long climb,
Three hours later found them gill
below the lower end of the glacier.
Garth at last called a balt to the
climb, He headed back.
Midway down to timberline, Bamill
collapsed, so utterly spent that he
could not get up even after a long
rest. Garth took him on his back and
packed him on down to the camp,
without a halt,
Huxby and Miss Ramill were feast:
ing. They had pried the moosesdeg out
of the fire hole and broken off the
clay shell. The meat had baked to
Juley tenderness. Even the gristie was
melted Into gelatine,
When Garth laid her father in the
leanto, the girl brought a big chunk
of the best meat. But the millionaire
climber was too exhausted even to eat.
His daughter turned upon Garth,
“Another of your damnable jokes!
He's dying! You've killed him!"
Garth smiled approvingly. “So,
after all, you're capable of feeling a
little concern for someone else than
panning out
the discovery
yourself. Boll the cup two-thirds
full of water, and put In enough of
that sweet tea to cool it for drinking.”
“The tea Is hot already. I've kept
back Dad's share, I'll give it to him
straight”
“You'll warm that water.”
The mining engineer stood up. “I've
told you to speak respectfully to Miss
Ramil”
Garth paid no more attention to him
than to the buzz of a mosquito. The
girl looked expectantly at her flance,
He stood walting for Garth to apolo-
gize. When Garth neither replied nor
so much as glanced around at him,
the engineer's cold assurance gave way
to doubt. He turned and went down
to the lake,
Miss Ramlll's eyes
glanced from his stiff
buckskin clad shoulders that had so
lightly toted her father amp. All
this had been a matter of seconds. In
another moment she was darting over
to the rill with the tin cup.
When she came 0 “he
the almost scalding hot
bolled water and tea, her
tered, between groans,
want it. “No
die—Iin peace!
Garth h
shoul
She
the
widened.
back to
into ¢
leanto with
mixture of
father mut
that he did not
-no! Uh-oh-h! Let
he
head and
ip to the
ur it
jax
the C1
caved up the
and held
lips. "Drink,
lers,
or I'll pe
down your throat”
A few minutes l:
ionaire be
1
il
the
iter the *
! to eat.
juley
“Rol
him sweat”
ake up a
has worked
say
up.
Garth. Uven
She could
ard. He
his way.
He
nol a
The rub
Ramill's surrender meant that he
pow the scknowledged master of
party. Huxby had alse admitted
fact by going off, .nstead of follow
up his implied threat of atiack.
however, would require watching.
{TO BE CONTINUED)
No Evidence That Ships
Founder in Sargasso Sea
Rargasso sea is the name given to
a region between the Azores and West
Indies where seaweed is kept in a slow
swirl by the action of the Gulf stream
and the équatorial current. The weed
collects much In the same way that
floating debris collects on the suriace
of a river back eddy or wash. On his
first voyage, notes a writer in the In
dianapolis News, Columbus noted this
sea, The name comes from the Span
ish word sargaze, meaning seaweed,
In the days of small sailing eraft,
navigation was hindered by the sea.
weed, and mariners sought to avoid
the region. In this way was eucour
aged the legend that the sea Is a grave
yard of ships.
A scientific survey of the region was
made in 1025 by William Beebe, who
headed an expedition sent out by the
New York Zoological society. He re
not believe
was undoutl
Garth ha«
had ca
fox,
Hed the
wolf,
was over for Garth. Miss
was
the
the
ring
He,
the weeds collect In the “floating
meadows” referred to by some obhsery.
ers, and that these surface mats of
seaweed are soon scattered by the
wind. Deebe cruised for a month in
the Sargasso sea and found no ralts
of seaweed sufficlently heavy to Im
pede his progress, or even to excite
attention. There Is no evidence that
floating about in the sea are based
on fact
Naming “Greenwich Village™
Two hundred years ar d more ago,
when New York was only the tip of
Manhattan island and
given to pleasant farms, there lay
to the north of the city a suburban
community which the late Dutch own.
But the English, who had taken over
Amsterdam New York, were beginning
to eall the Bossen Bouerie by the
name of the London suburb Greenwich.
1821 speaks of “the Bossen Bouerle,
alias Greenwich.” In subsequent years
“Greenwich Village” became a favorite
suburban place of residence, until it
was finally absorbed by its growiag
neighbor. But a good many old fam-
filles still kept their homes within its
precincts, and In one way or another
it has always maintained sufficient dis
tinctiveness to keep Its name alive,
Castle Is Famed
The tiny city of Eisenach, Germany,
famed for historic Wartburg catle, is
also the place where Martin Luther re
tired under the pseudonym of “Junker
Georg” to translate the Bible inte Ger
man,
BRISBANE".
THIS WEEK |
What a Troubled World?
What Will TVA Do?
Schwab Still Smiles
Steam Turbine Planes
Will this troubled world ever calm
work and live hap-
pily, and enable su-
perior ability to
show what It can
do?
Spain, waking
from long lethargy,
is swept by riots,
jalls stormed and
set afire. Rlioting
and rebellion
in South America;
will our friendly
feeling compel us
to attempt straight.
ening that out?
tioting In Paris
and sabotage on
English men-o’-war,
Nations fight,
unions fight, and
same religion fight,
Arthur Brisbane
labor
the
classes
even
fight,
men of
Washington wonders what TVA will
do with the Supreme court letting gov-
ernment enter the business of produc-
ing and sell power.
Some suggest putting power on every
farm, of distance or
as rural mall delivery Is put on every
farm.
If every
ment mail delivery,
be entitled
ing
regardless COSt,
home is entitled to govern-
arm should
power de-
That would
every |
government
livery on same basis,
mean business fi
iw conpe
experi-
turbine
Al such
wi¥ $
at half the
piane ratosnhere fights
heights
pera
exha
water bolls tem
The
plane
Two
Bessler,
lure
ust #Meam
would be rec
years ago Wiliam we
in los Angeles, b and flew
with a steam engine. There
learn about flying.
DECessary at sea level
heating the
per cent
nd Geor
after
OVEered
a plane
is still
much to
Sam, convinced
keeper,
Uncle that he is his
brother's after mil, wants a
peace agreement am American
jbilics
ong all
ny republic de-
t is to be hoped
arbitra.
des te
this country
tor.
become
i» moun
We cu: 0 more
a row between 3M
or Chile and
than we could betw
deci the right
and 4
lini and Eng
Argentine,
two Kil
wiror UKRSO
the
the
and,
een
kenny cats
It is ples
Washington
“refreshing™
possible child
without
and better children,
population, is what the world
with graqual elimination of the
inferior race by
voluntary extermination.
ging to jearn from George
university of a new and
ition that makes
“during sound
prepar
1hirth,
sleep,” pain
More bigger
needs,
hope
iessly absorption, or
Poor Halle Selassie of Ethiopia,
waiting for the rainy season to expel
the Italians, saddenly found his army
of SOX) driven hither and thither,
and two other armies, under two of
his ablest “rases,” sent scattering in.
to the jungle.
Seventy thousand lialians seizing a
fort that Ethiopia thought
impregnable started the Mussolini Kind
of “rainy season” with bombs from the
sky. This time Mussolini used his own
white, Italian soldiers, not his native
troops from Eritrea.
tussia and Japan seem to be ap
Mukden, in
no reason giv.
Japanese and Manchukuoan air
forces are reported prepared for in. |
Japan protests against |
Some |
its consuinte general at
Chancellor Hitler announces: “We |
How good are the synthetic fuel and
Fuel will be created, and fiying ma |
New Jersey high schools will give
a
Blood Donors U nsought i in
Russia; Life Fluid Canned
In Russia, hospitals are dispensing
with the need of summoning a volun-
gent blood transfusion arise. Instead,
the patient is given a dose of this
vital effusion out of a tin! Supplies
of blood of all grades are stocked in
glass containers, kept under refrig
Ruthless analysis ensures
the purity of each can, so there is no
danger, ag In the case of direct
man-to-man transfusions, of noxious
germs being transferred In the
Process,
Doctors In outlying districts requir-
ing a transfusion have now only to
communicate the specific qualities of
their patient's blood to a hospital,
and a tin of the same caliber is dis-
patched Immediately, In winter,
some consignments have been landed
over snow-bound areas by parachute,
Tit
Jits,
To keep clean and healthy take Dr.
Pierce's Pleasant Pellets. They regulate
liver, bowels and stomach.—Adv,
In Young and Old
Hamburger steak is a concession
to the growing infirmity of teeth,
————— N———————
= I'M SOLD
It always works
Just do what hospitals do, and the
doctors insist on. Use a good liguid
laxative, and aid Nature to restore
clocklike regularity without strain or
ill S80ct,
quid can always be taken in
LL reduced doses. Reduced
dosage is the real secre of relief from
constipation.
Ask a doctor about this. Ask your
gist how very popular Dr. Cald-
ares Syrup Pepsin has become. It
gives the right kind of help, and right
amount of help. Taking a little less
each time, gives the bowels a chance
to act of their own accord, until they
are moving regularly and thoroughly
without any help at all
Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin con-
tains senna and cascara—both natural
laxatives that form no habit. The ac-
tion is gentle, but sure. It will relieve
any sluggishness or bilious condition
due to constipation without upset.
Clever and Wise
A clever fool Is
to argue with than
more dangerous
AR Wise ohe,
FOUND!"
PAIN
“Though I have tried all good
remedies Capudine suits me
best. It I» quick and gentle”
Quickest becsuse it {a Hguid—
ita ingredients are already dis.
solved. For beadache, neural.
gic, or muscle sches,
IC:
But Always High
The wages of sin are never agreed
on beforehand.
Black-Draught Relief
Prompt and Refreshing
It's a good idea that so many peo-
ple have—to keep Black-Draught
handy so they can take a dose for
prompt relief at the first sign of
constipation,
Mr. Sherman Sneed, of Evensville,
Tenn, writes: “I take Black-Draught
for constipation which causes head-
ache, a bad, tired feeling and for
biliousness, bad taste in the mouth
and sluggish feeling. Black-Draught,
taken about two nights, clears up
this trouble and I get all right.”
Men and women like Diack Draught »
well because of the refreshing
brings in constipation troubles.
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