#'.)iiijiiii aaifi'L' .vtiy'i-ili jii iiu-jh mini I 'V? T / ti aid ** -J 'MiliWjß 'jluilmi anST. . 9 * >ni>< auortsv toH!lr.ntr'.il W* .< i bne esili) W '} [IIIUIM io ' Water | • 'iqs .VII. o-iof(t Jucf' - !it>ofcef'lt :i *oUM! an >'> "* , 'Uloiw"to''t l He'n6 l *il '*aV df'Hvlnfc. • 1 VHU) *Wrrnnte<* IW^fcUrlesN l lo 1 ■wlllfch T ftt ha'd 'rtftfoh mlMH ties'that ritf# W-'tett' Bum* i"lt'*ttaia!fciat<Wat! the- cHild'*h<>Wld MOt'Marfan*- 'l*to96HS"dnMl l&Wcr *He awA"E'lha!d' be rt/Muvlrtgnoui* first week logMher, Wq talked i %"Bnta"aefti( |)iav#d'"ftH littffe; ■want wlidbg rtiwmlrvgM'-tirrd Mfcilmie Rood rriotiHs.'Htttth th: antoitoblr">*tmfc 'to the •dowru aadi! Qtfre. - irw, v,lGitact"and' >1 woUld.itaibe : tiirn"tbroug: RlvefJd> ■> I biuov/ toil! #w : tiowi "I'VtirtMAt}-. 1 Ahdas"tlie ail* womjicold a.ntl' biting; tlw wiivdw-iMs ofi :th6 ltmrtifatne'i loeivt) closed tlfehtly, rout dßTerentiei to: Mr*. Hi did' not wofider that i6t no current of ■frtah i; wi v tftii. i veor. t ;ii Wwed" td>l blow upon ilieiinvoil Hi li It o-W/iea ovii ia i **Tliaucolrt'liMiati goitdotfoVi Granc, either," she informed me one ''day, when I suggested that one of the can windows i.might . ba .M'iowfcttediiai.-l'ew MlMfcMJnwjO laaoilfiX oit) )o Jtio (• > fa TDaddy > sj.fresh aJtuis'gooilvTfor ~f>tflwt)rij i uXnd/'! Hliei ownfcinued. f;klww • Dwt f .had to with ,dwt>in [befa*Q.iitini^|t(l v : ,ysihtu ah 4 ljAdisJijßt.4hjei.widpw<.'i yii . ,nil ail t A Health Argnmont. j i Gmfflotest* „ fld, 'ttkti t iWV! 4eaKP. ithii 1 n wrwtlT:. Wip - .own ve*.oßj *tonjv lvtuhu-j,, Ai^s -!pt?iiFll)lftiHnwiW'V'ini! It lo ttj;iii i |'l'l| 1 PUBFiWftrtl ©v.erybpdy reeedad .wa, f oply not.w WiWft "we t 4s Pf>t„ afif l VfitQnj,ad|,.tp l ij&T AupL ii^ith,pJi,Y^p.. VRh-,Mi .nPWWXijWI ; jro|R-* ,f,ft MO.V^F^/P>iwao,> r iwft.ifßhtjto, liave ■the cot4 l ,rtut^..*ir ( jp, the i-WS ,J' 1 !Wf atefWiWiii^l r Pj 'i(#, MW-, • ore. r,ut"f raj?ti the child had J>eon restless heretofore 1 - *' a ol'fiWWi ~Fi?oWrliai), *, 1 1 I : J.I .'I j I iTi I I.J J| 1 ,, i in rnui uii// ai9Hsbiol to o*iota ?if)ooT? v Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton o'k i r rt (tiid'j 'iilT .aitotiut'M io mrnu9itl > -ij'j ■ • ' | t >l}koiii> atfj 5o aobia dlod no noitat I .nairfl * ♦ sitil/r ejsobl tag e'Jl -ib lliw v/irCI" -l"'v i9rf.t •I (Mom nil hi .ii 9o(l bfijj (ftlv; i )IIJ} lio(| o/tob , iim; -i-jt/mcl ji ISTIEiiTo mailt •)im> ni iijmt ji ir.o'i i.rit JiA'Miuomiu ni;iM nwot i eNu't srtT .bo;i jf • . J Ul\L i • I. . I [j fit I >loot /il/. jj fiittirf >M;>. n 'Jilt bfUl Ylo fli/J< iSfllo iinr; rt'K,..., ~t (.0 OF 717> iM*>.*fi TT: M'litfairf Oleveland glMs 'cafry whistles afte* dark!"tt o -sinlJuiiojn; til in i h Vf> vtoboJ ,i.9We„irtT o;il)u }SOl{ hjs lOrs." MliKabath IHrtrcvn of Aitaoqa wa osswwur ! on Wtfmwl ane taught itfl ifiin s-trrmt *#rl -fn *h# , B4>rrtil' , ifchO(ilii. i'>Hjirii j: aiti.nm Women spend 40 per cent of''tMle?lj I"" ■ i IwiiWh. , QnflL]fl©M 'ifctaw *>tft IN employed In a factory. ' -kSto ™ J " !,' ww swi& fcfe,c " WP 3 )\ll 5Q 1 -J-Jw-J-JAlUiiLl—LjJ LU.JJLLL. I . T - ~" if 111 110 t/lood to '11(1 l/lilll JjJO till! 1 .'<'lol Hi if Washington Couldn't But You Can Use I sw • i bolon .notinhOA _ ___ „ | COAL 1 sooner you try '*• t^le sooncr y° u will - -realize the satisfaction of burning the best )■' hi#*^',, s procurable. 'J. B. MONTGOMERY I THIRD AND CHESTNUT.STS. 'in jlltievtH tol oj.iorl * Bell Phone 600 cl V. 4321 JllO illdl K(' I'' • ;Bft#RDAY EVENING, | too addLvl| *e I did when Maggie left ! the MtUy w shut and only the door into mHt Ire ising- room open. And I Magi VnVßw uk n't eVer turn off the lieAt the i UKTRtT iss Dart does." Mi WrSS 're's loot! of disapproval ' Sh °"®< " s^ e was Pleased "'V unvfl usi remember. Miss Dart," • she : Vw\Cn illl an effort to speak calnt ly, " WmJ w io been with Grace all h ■, 1< noW what is best for her. Wha lit be ight lor a great stror aVon id do for her. So I nn Mwj ist that her window remain i close wil ter. JKjten spring comes, Wwfßte matter." i Bi £ Grace my i .Irnlow oppif.al night," she fret i ted, tears,>isiher eyes. "And it won'either." "G Uitnt reproved. "I am surp jSed Ja^ygu'l^Li. I s *®f%?j^iM'j<3i lr ther demonstra tion from the child by i callli re -l)igg-tCf&n.tion to the ice in the i river 1 "L "It seems ai . most old walk over to the ' ers< w ' iat a wetting one oU 'mHc& one of t ' loSc blocks of ice Ye rimfrSther came up that 1 even w&CCTfcySgjS-night, she appeal ed t( to the ventila ant| " s^ie exclaimed. I room, and uh-til Mr. Nor ton ifiSsffljJThen I went into ■ ""What's all this about?" he de I explained as briefly and as lightly as I could, buVJie frowned when 1 i had finished. \ "The child is getting rosier and hamitjiTatll he said. "I want votTita M'V'i whatever you are doing. Open the window as usual." i Thus it happened that when, con trary to her custom, Mrs. Gore came up to the third floor after dinner that night, she fpund the window in Grace's room raised. She knocked sharply at my door, then entered Nyithont waiting for me to ask her to ..do .po. :.' fTrace*s'tpom is too cold," she an .TOwlcMf'severely. "Have you forgot ; ttVi', Miss" t>Srt, what I told you this lah^'rVipott?'" iil'.S i&v '*■ deferentially, for > 1 .JLdftf'fiot.Want to vex her, "but Mr. JiwrTofv'rahw'fip this evening and or : dotted 'lfi'e \SHnd6w left open. ' f flushed. "Then you 'tfoW iro° Th9f had ordered other •' sH(i j: )icftfsed. • , .Graftf'ftlMGiJm —and when he cali i'iriff'hr'e W' Pflrmttly confirmed wiiat she ' Kaß"said. I 4 S.m"sorry Mrs. Gore —but r do'!" ' "Sbfe at me steadily ' 'fdS'tt then, to my dismay, witWoii'b'a word and went from Itfly rboni 'tfrfd downstairs. ~"" c ' •" f'P6 Continued.) v'>itiiiiit li . iiil ) o t oust airl vna ot smarter frock I WltflWlftade for the tiny v.„A rhitrl than this simple one 'toattd-fc^vrfd'ofinembfoidery and the hand sewing' that will give the ll fcnd,' a as a matter of hand, Wprk always will be put upon good material. The pretty little kimono sleeves give gYi'&ijfojL they mean , the (absolute ■ simplicity thfit is charming and cnild-likt. There aie only two seams t(> be se\Ved l yp in the frofck. ery design illustrated or you can edge with a hem. F ? r lJ ffe?l MPS i win be ■ ,4';year! rut/ will ilie mailed to •fr hion De " paper, oa receipt of ten 1 cent*. -dtiß Kir i-iii'l ni harfglupftii "nil 'l'itnlH ii i lin'l will ,r. I.i 4silhlo[ii ol M tocfj ban • -fJ)C. Pl'lMs I),fami dockyards'. Nearly one-half the female students In the German universities are studying ragdUinn. HTM ''fo llussia and her two ' gtctfflg as nurses in the llussian hospitals. According to census reports, 263,3X3 * nttJlHn s*r 3 ttre enipioyed in th ° AltlK FIGCRE OF togMg ~7 TODAY fts>*P\e Mjircli Woman's Home Com- Margaret Gould de scrilfen the figure likely to be most fasnjjf nable in 1917. '"He fashionable figure is long and stra-JWit. All the puffs and ruffles haMfc-ifeen pressed fiat. All the short waitsts and skirts have been pulled down. There are no liures or protru sions. It is slight and girlish and vigor go with it. ' '"whether it is artificial or not, it dosen't seem to be. It is the figure of fne capable young woman who can do fWings and enjoys doing them." c Tfie Godfa/ JEDGAR ft BURROUGHS Copyright by Frank A. Muntiy Co. (Continued.) "For n year," be said, "ever since Carthoris disappeared, Dejah Thoris lias grieved and mourned for lier lost boy. The blow of years ago when you did not return from the atmosphere He Flung Hi Sword Upon the Ground Before Me. plant was lessened to some extent by the duties of motherhood, for your son was born that very night. "That she suffered terribly then all Helium knew, for did not all Helium suffer with her the loss of her lord? "But with the boy gone there was nothing left, and after expedition upon expedition returned with the same hopeless tale of no clew as to his where abouts our beloved princess drooped lower and lower until all who saw her felt that it could be but a matter of days ere she went to join her loved enes within the precincts of the valley Dor. "As a last resort Mors Kajak, her father, and Tardos Mors, her grandfa ther, took command of two mighty ex peditions and a month ago sailed away to explore every Inch of ground In the northern hemisphere of Barsoom. "For two weeks no word has come back from them, but rumors were rife that they hail met with a terrible dis aster and that all wore dead. "About this time Zat Arras renewed his importunities for her hand In mar riage. He lias been forever after her since you disappeared. "She hated htm and feared him, but with both her father and grandfather gone Zat Arras was very powerful, for he Is still Jed of Zodanga, to which Mors appointed him after you had re fused the honor. "He had a secret audience with her six days ago. What took place none knows, but the next day Dejab Thorls had disappeared, and with jer had gone a dozen of her household guard and body servants, including Sola, the green woman—Tars Tarkas' daughter, you recall. "No word left they of their Inten tions, but it Is always thus with tbosfc who go upon the voluntary pilgrimage from which none returns. We cannot think aught than that Dejah Thorls has sought the Icy bosom of Iss and that her devoted uervants have choseu to accompany her. "Zat Arras was at Helium when she disappeared. He commands this fleet, which lias been searching for her since. No trace of her have we found, and I fear that it be a futile quest." CHAPTER X. Under Arrest. Ij.yllll 1.10 we talked Hor Vastus' IMI I fliers wele turning to the I Wll Xavarian. Not one, however, VJLiJ ' la d discovered a trace of Thu via. I was much depressed over the news of Dejah Thorls' disappearance, and now there was added the further burden of apprehension concerning the fate of Thuvia. I felt keen responsibility for the wel fare of this girl, whom I believed to be the daughter of some proud Bar soomlan house, and it had been my In tention to make every effort to return her to her people. I was about to ask Kantos Kan to prosecute a further search for her when a flier from the flagship of the fleet arrived at the Xavariau with an officer bearing a message to Kantos Kan from Arras. My friend read the dispatch and then turned to. me. "Zat Arras commands ine to bring our before him. There is HARRISBIJRG TELEGFAPH naught else to do. He is supreme Ifi Helium, yet. it would be far more in keeping with chivalry and good taste were he to come hither and greet the savior of Barsoom with the honors that are his due." 1 smiled. "You know full well, my friend," 1 said, "that Zat Arras hates me. Noth ing would please him better than to humiliate me and then kill me. He has an excellent excuse. Let us go and see If he has the courage to take advantage of It." Summoning Carthorls and Tars Tar kas, we entered the small flier with Kantos ICan and /-at Arras' officer and in a moment were stepping to the deck of Zat Arras' flagship. As we approached the jed of Zo danga no sign of greeting or recogni tion crossed his face. Not even to Carthorls did he vouchsafe a friendly word. His attitude was cold, haughty and uncompromising. "Kaor, Zat Arras," I said in greet ing, but he did not respond. "Why were these prisoners not dis armed?" be asked of Kantos ICan. "They are not prisoners, Zat Arras," replied the officer. "Two of them are of Helium's most noble family. Tars Tarkas, jeddak of Thark, is Tardos Mors' best beloved ally. The other is a friend and companion of the Prince of Helium. That is enough for me to know." "It Is not enough for me, however," retorted Zat Arras. "More must I hear from those who have taken the pilgrimage than their names. Where have yoa been, John Carter?" ''l have Just come from the valley Dor, Zat Arras," I replied. "Ah! u he exclaimed in evident, pleas ure. "You do not deny it then? You have returned from the bosom of Iss?" "I have come back from a land of false hope, from a valley of torture and death. With my companions I have escaped from the hideous clutches of lying fiends. I have come back to the Barsoom that I saved from a painless death again to save her, but this time from death in Its most frightful form." "Cease, blasphemer!" cried Zat Ar ras. "Hope not to save thy cowardly carcass by Inventing horrid lies to"— He got no further. One does not call John Carter "cow ard" and "liar" thus lightly, and Zat Arras should have known it. Before a band could be raised to stop me I was at his side, and one hand grasped his throat. "Came I from heaven or hell, Zat Arras, you will find me still the same John Carter that I have always been, nor did ever man call me such names and live—without apologizing." And with that I commenced to bend him back across my knee and tighten my grip upon his throat. "Seize him!" cried Zat Arras, and a dozen officers sprang forward to assist him. • Kantos Kan came close and whis pered to me: "Desist, I beg of you! It will but In volve us all, for I cannot see these men lay hands upon yon without aid ing you. My officers and men will join me, and we shall have a mutiny then that may lead to revolution. For the sake of Tardos Mors and Helium, de sist!" At his words I released Zat Arras and, turning my back upon him, walked toward the ship's rail. "Come. Kantos Kan," I said, "the Prince of Helium would return to the Xavarian." None interfered. Zat Arras stood, white and trembling amid his officers. Some there were who looked upon him with scorn aud drew toward me, while one, a man long in the service and con fidence of Tardos Mors, spoke to me in a low tone as I passed him. "You may count my metal among your fighting men, John Carter," he said. I thanked him and passed on. In si lence we embarked and shortly after stepped once more upon the deck of the Xavarian. Fifteen minutes later we received orders from the flagship to proceed toward Helium. 1 Our Journey thither was uneventful. Carthoris and I were wrapped in the gloon\lest of thoughts. Kantos Kan was somber in contemplation of the further calamity that might fail upon Helium should Zat Arras attempt to follow the age old precedent that' al lotted a terrible death to fugitives from the valley Dor. Xodar alone was care free. He could be no worse off in Helium than else where. "Let us hope that we may at least go out with good red blood upon our blades," he said. it was a simple wish and one most likely to be gratified. (To Be Continued} r ! Recipes Worth Remembering wrnmmtJ RECIPES WORTH REMEMBERING Now tliat eggs are so high In price j the housewife Is at a loss to know what to serve for breakfast to take the place ; of her old Btandby, bacon and eggs. 1 There are any number of delicious I breakfast dishes which will be wel- j corned by the average family and recipes for some of them are given be low. For those who prefer esfgs to any otlTer food for the morning meal an occasional omelet may be served, and If bread crumbs are combined with the egg the dish will not be expensive. BREAD OMEI.KT Even at the present price of eggs this line omelet is not an extravagance, as it will serve five persons. It does not fall as readily as the usual omelet. Use half a cup grated bred crumbs (soft), one teaspoon onion juice, one teaspoon minced parsley, four eggs, beaten sep arately. Mix yolks with crumbs, pars ley and onion juice; all one cup milk, half teaspoon salt, white pepper and dash of nutmeg. Fold in whites and bake in pan of water in moderate oven until a knife blade will come out clean. A PPETI ZIN G HREAKFA ST Make a smooth porridge of cornmeal. Season it with salt, and shredded bits of cold meat, bacon or sausage, pour into a mould until firm, then cut in slices and fry. Surround the platter with circles of fried apples. This dish can easily be prepared the night before, except to slice and fry. EGG I.ESS MUFFINS One and one-half cups sweet milk, two cups flour, two teaspoons baking powder, two tablespoons melted butter, one tablespoon sugar, a little salt. Beat all well after mixing and bake in quick oven in buttered muffin tins. VKAI- KIDNEYS Buy five cents' worth of veal or lamb kidneys, soak them over night in salted water. In tlie morning carefully skin them and slice in several pieces. Brown them, after first flouring slightly, in hot butter or bacon drippings. When nicely browned add a little hot water and cover. Simmer for 15 or 'JO min utes and then pour over hot toast points on a hot platter. FINNAN IIADDIE Cut a two-inch cube of fat salt pork in tiny dice and try out. To two table spoonfuls of pork fat add two table spoonfuls of flour and stir until well blended; then pour on gradually while stirring constantly one cupful rich milk. Bring to boiling point, add one cup cooked flaked finnan liaddie, pork scraps, yolks of two eggs slightly beat en and one and one-halT cups of potato balls or cubes which have been cooked In boiling salted water until soft. Sea son with salt and pepper and serve as soon as thoroughly heated. While the two eggs called for In this recipe im prove it greatly, it can be made with out any if preferred. Worthwhile Things For Women A HOUSEHOLD HELP To whiten goods that have become yellow soak in buttermilk a few days, changing occasionally. If very yellow more time is required, also changing the milk often. To tighten cane seated chairs wash with hot water and leave them to dry In the open air. THE "BABYDOLI," WIFE There used to be a time when men preferred the doll type of woman but that period has passed, or, rather, there are so few men with these preferences, that they are not much considered. The wife of today must have mentality as well as looks If she is to hold her husband, and the average man. realiz ing this, looks for a fair amount of brains in the woman he selects to be his wife. Of course, there will always ne husbands who prefer to have all the brains in the matrimonial partnership; who look upon their wives as play things, to bd excluded from all the real Interests and real issues of life. Mental attraction plays as big a part as physical attraction in .the selection of a mate. How can a man develop his future if at the head of the domestic helm there stands a woman who cannot meet him on equal mental grounds; who cannot understand and appreciate the ideals ho expVesses? MUSINGS OF A MODERN MAID There are only two ages at which a man faces the altar without a shudder —at 20, when he doesn't know what's happening to him, and at 80, when he [doesn't care. An egotist is a man who doesn't need anybody to help him flatter himself. The most potent Incense with which to charm any man after marriage is that which rises with the fragrance' of a broiling steak. A soul mate is seldom the sort of siren who manages to drive a man to distraction, but just the sympathetic sort of little thing who always hap pens to come along when he is looking for distraction. Perhaps the reason the modern girl wears her hat over one eye and her furs around the hem of her skirt is that if she wore them in their right places nobody would notice them. The kind of love that can's endure a few shattered illusions Is too flimsy to stand the wear and tear of matrimony. A bachelor can go right on merrily plunging In and out of one flirtation after another until he begins to look upon himself a.< bearing a "charmed" life"—and then, suddenly, his luck changes. A husband's Sunday morning grouch is usually Just the result of a mixture of underdone waffles and original sin. BRILLIANT COLORS ARE BEC( >M IN FASHION A BLE "In general," says Grace Margaret Gould In the Murch Woman's Home Companion, "delicate shades and dainty patterns have vanished. It's the splash of brilliant color to-day and the most daring designs. Gone are the sprays of rosebuds and sprigs of, forget-me-nots. Instead we have big dots, wide stripes, bold checks and cu rious Chinese, Japanese and Egyptian symbols. The sheerest of crepes flaunt a design that used to be thought suitable only for a sport fabric." FEB _ Copyright, 1913, by Coubieday, Pag* ACo. (Continued.) While we ate breakfast we discussed our plaus. The first necessity, of course, was to find out about gold. To that end we agreed to separate for the >day, prospecting far and wide. Bags by kept camp and an eye on the horses. He displayed little interest In the gold proposition, but insisted strongly that we carry both our rifles and revolvers. It would be difficult to describe the thrill of anticipation with which I set off up the valley. The place was so new, so untouched, so absolutely un known. The high ridges on either side frowned down austerely on the little meadows that smiled back quite un abashed. As I crossed the brown, dry meadow toward the river a covey of quail whirred away before me, lit and paced off at a great rate. Two big Ijrouse roared from a thicket. The river was a beautiful, clear stream, with green wavery water whirling darkly in pools or breaking white among the stones. As my shad ow fell upon it I caught a glimpse of a big trout scurrying into the darkness beneath a bowlder. Picking my way tmong the loose stones, I selected a likely place on the bar and struck home my pick. I have since repeated the sensations i'f that day—on a smaller scale, of course—in whipping untried' trout wa ters, same early excitement and en thusiasm, same eager sustained per sistence in face of failure, same in credulous slowing down, same ultimate discouragement, disbelief and disgust. All that day I shoveled and panned. All That Day I Shoveled and Panned. The early morning freshness soon dis sipated. Between the high mountain walls the heat reflected. All the quail stood beneath the shade of bushes, their beaks half open, as though pant ing. The birds that had sung so sweet ly in the early morning had somewhere sought repose. I could occasionally catch glimpses of our horses dozing un der trees. Even the chirping insects were still. As far as I could make out I was the only living thing foolish enough to stay abroad and awake in that suffocating heat. The sweat drip ped from me in streams. My eyes ached from the glare of the sun on the rocks and the bleached grasses. To ward the close of the afternoon I con fessed sneakingly to myself that I was just a little glad I had found no gold and that I hoped the others had been equally unfortunate. The thought of working day after day In that furnace heat was too much for me. My hopes were fulfilled. All came In that night fired, hot. dirty and discour aged. Not one of the eight of us had raised a sign of color. "Well," said Bagsby philosophically, "that's all right. We've just got to go higher. Tomorrow we'll move up stream." Accordingly next day we turned at right angles to our former route and followed up the bed of the canyon ten or twelve miles toward the distant main ranges. About 4 o'clock we camped. The flat was green. Little clumps of cedar pushed out across it. The oaks had given place to cottonwoods. We had now to make acquaintance with new birds. The following morning we went pros pecting again. My instructions were for tbe dry washes in the sides of the hills. Accordingly I scrambled up among the bowlders in the nearest V shaped ravine. I had hardly to look at all. Behind a large bowlder lay a little cuplikc depression of stones in which evidently had stood a recently evaporated pool of water and which in consequence wns free from the usual dusty rubble. In the interstices be tween the stones my eye caught a dull glitter. I fell on my knees, dug about with the point of iny bowie knife and so unearthed small nuggets aggregat ing probably a half ounce in weight. Although mightily tempted to stay for more. I minded our agreement to report promptly the first discovery and started back to camp. Why I did not come n header in that fearful bowlder strewn wash I cannot tell you. Cer tainly I took no care of my going, but looped recklessly from rock to rock like a goat. When I reached the flat I ran, whooping like ah Indian. From the river I could see Johnny and Buck Ltarry running, too, and had sense | enough to laugh as it occurred to me ! I hey must think us attacked by In i dians. Far down the stream I could ; just make out figures I knew to be | Yank and McNally. Tbey, too, seem ed to be coming to camp, though I could not Imagine that my shouts had | carried so far. I burst in on Bagsby, who was smok ing his pipe and leisurely washing the i breakfast dishes, with a wlioop, lifted ! him bodily by the shoulders, whirled i hitu around in a clumsy dance. lie , aimed a swipe at me •with the wet dlsh ! cloth that caught me across the eyes. "You tarnation young grizzly b'ar!" said he. I wiped the water from my eyes. Johnny and Buck Barry ran up. Some how they did not seem to be anticipat ing an Indian attack after all. Johnny ran up to thump me on the back. "Isn't it great?" he cried. "Right off the reel! First pop! Bagsby, old sport, you're a wonder!" He started for Bagsby. who promptly rushed for I his long rifle. '"l'm going to kill the first lunatic I see," he announced. Johnny laughed excitedly and turn ed back to thump me again. "How did you guess what it was?" I asked. "Didn't Just blundered on it." i "What!" I yelled. "Hare you struck | ft too?" I "First shovel." said Johnny. "But I you don't mean"— j 1 thrust my three nuggets under his ; ryes. "Say," broke In Buck Barry, "If you fellows know where the whisky Is hide it, and hide It quick. If I see it I'll get ilrunk!" Yank and McNally at this moment strolled from around the bushes. We all burst out on them. "See your fool nuggets and 'color' and raise you this," drawled Yank. And he hauled from his pocket the very largest chunk of virgin gold it ' has ever been niy good frtbne?"tl> be j hold. It was Irregular In shape, pitted and scored, shaped a good deal like I an egg and nearly Its size. One pound ! and a tiny fraction that great nugget [ balanced when we got around to weighing it. And then to crown the glorious day which the gods were brimming for us came Don Caspar and Vasquez, trailed by that long and sat urnine individual, Missouri Jones. The Spaniards were outwardly calm, but their eyes snapped. As soon as they saw us they waved their hats. "Ah, also you have found the gold!" cried Don Gaspar, sensing Immediate ly the significance of our presence. "We too. It is of good color, there above by the bend." His eye widened as he saw what Yank held. "Madre de Dios!" he murmured. McNally, who had said and done nothing, suddenly uttered a resound ing whoop and stood on his hands, i Missouri Jones, taking aim, spat care fully in the center of the fire, missing the disbpan by a calculated and ac curate inch. "The country Is just flowing with gold," he pronounced. (To Be Continued) DAILY DOT PUZZLE '8 ' • Z' \ • 12 6 4 S .19 If, * • * 22 ? £