16 yjjßj Readii\c[ ike RmaKj IPlfi The Traill By William MacLeod Raino I (Continued) Paget was superintendent of the Luck Strike, a mine owned princi pally by Macdonald. The two talked business for a few minutes over their c't'ars, bu: Diane Inter rupted gayly to bring them back Into the circle. Adroitly she started Macdonald on the account of a -es cue of two men lost In a blizzard th© year before. He had the gift of dramatizing his story, of selecting only effective details. There was no suggestion of boasting. If he happened to be the hero of any of his stories the fact was of no im portance to him. It was merely a detail of the picture he was sketch tB- - interrupted with a ques tion a story he was telling of a tight he had seen between two bull moose. . ~ "Did you say that was while you were on the way over to inspect the KamatUih coal fields for the first time?" The eyes of the young man were quick with interest. "Yes." "Four years ago last spring Macdonald looked at him with a wary steadiness. Soroo doubt had found lodgment in his mind. Be fore he could voice it, if. indeed, lie had any such intention, EUiot broke in swiftly. "Don't answer that question. 1 asked it without proper thought. I am a special agent of the general land office sent up to investigate the Macdonald coal claims and kin dred interests." 432 MARKET STREET United States Food Administration—l.ieense Number G-35305. Specials Saturday, Dec. 15th MORNING SPECIALS UNTIL NOON PINBONE STEAK, lb 18c SIRLOIN STEAK, lb . 18c INDIVIDUAL STEAK, lb 18c CLUB STEAK, lb 18c STANDING RIB ROAST, lb. ... 18c LAMB SHOULDER for Roasting, lb. . 18c VEAL POT ROAST, lb 18c ALL-DAY SPECIALS HOMEMADE MINCEMEAT, lb. . 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Bringing Up Father "> -> Copyright, 1917, International News Service By JHcAICMUS 7 r* ——————l L_J'-=a ) t HE UXOY OF I H/\VE. YOU OME HEW' £ \ HI • THE KITCHEN-EVEN ? 3 NEW miO- 1 P [7 1 11 *'<&&'?ss* V claims have nothing to conceal. I'll answer that question. I meant to say | two years ago last spring." His voice was easy and his gr.se j unwavering as he made the cor-1 reciion, yet everybody in the room! except Sheba knew he was delibor- j ately lying to cover the slip. For the admission that he had inspected ■ the Kamatlah field just before Ills' dummies had filed upon it would at i least tend to* aggravate suspicion that the entries were not bona llde. j It was rather an awkward; moment. Sheba unconsciously re-! lieved the situation. "But what about the big moose, Mr. Macdonald? What did it do then?" The Alaskan went back to his 1 story. He was talking for Sheba alone, for the young girl, with eager fascinateO eyes which flashed with sympathv as they devoured selected glimpses cf his wild, turbulent! career. She saw him with other eyes than Elliot's. The government official admired him tremendously. Macdonald was an empire builder, i He blazed trails for others to fol- i low in safety. But Gordon could i guess how callously his path was j strewn with brutality, with the ef- ! fects of an ethical color-blindness' largely selfish, though even he did ! not know that the man's primitive jungle code of wolf eat wolf had; played havoc with Sheba's young | life many years before. Diane, satisfied that Macdonald had scored, called upon Sheba. "I want you to sing for us, dear if you will." Sheba accompanied herself. The voice of the girl had no unusual range, but It tfas singularly sweet and full of the poignant feeling that expresses the haunting pathos of her race. It's well I know ye, Sheve Cross, Ye weary, stony hill. An' I'm tired, och, I'm tired to be looking on ye still. For here I live the near side an' ho ia on the far, An' all your heights and hollows are between us, so they are. Och anee! Gordon, as lie listened, felt the strange hunger of that homesick j cry steal through his blood. He; saw his own emotions reflected in! the face of the Scotch-Canadian, I who was watching with a tense in- | terest the slim, young figure at the j piano, the girl whose eyes were soft and dewy with the.mystecism of her! people, were still luminous with the poetry of the child in spite of the years that heralded her a woman. j Elliot intercepted the triumphant! sweep of Diane's glance from Mac- j donald to her husband. In a flash) it lit up for him the words he had heard on the hotel porch. Diane, i an inveterate matchmaker,.intended ! her cousin to marry Colby Macdonald. j No doubt she thought she was doing a fine thing for the girl. He was a j millionaire, the biggest figure in the! Northwest. His iron will ran the town and district as though the 1 people were chattels of his. Back of him were some of the biggest financial interests in the United States. But the gorge of Elliot rose. The man, after all, was a lawbreaker, a menace to civilization. He was a survivor, by reason of his strength, from the primitive wolf-paclt. The i very look of his hard, gray eyes was dominant and masterful. He would win, no matter how. It came to Gordon's rebel heart that If Mac donald wanted this lovely Irish girl —and the young man never doubted that the Scotsman would want her -—he would reach out and gather in Sheba just as 'if she were a coal | mine or a placer prospect. All this surged through the mind j of the young man while the singer j was on the first line of the second stanza. (To bo Continued) ! Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton / Every woman who sees it will want this useful all-round apron. 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Price 10 cents. paper, on receipt of ten cents. All's Well That Ends Well ar By J.VXM McIiEAN "You can take my word for it, i she's a wonderful woman." "Have you ever met her " "No, I'm ashamed to say I don X s?o to the meetings very much, know I ought to, but I don't knit very fast, and it's such a bore lis tening to women talk about those awful casualties." , . "Then, how do you know she s so wonderful?" "Why, the girls all say so. She j i is a splendid manager; wny, she has , even taken our troubles into New York, and people are talking of her there. 1 do admire women who can take executive positions and make ( the others stand around." Mrs. Adams looked up at Sylvia quickly. She was. unconsciously saying just what she thought and not stopping to consider Just how selfish and mean-spirited It sounded. | And although Mary Adams liked ness, and her dash and her pretty Svlvia, liked her winsome girlish girl depended for a great deal of ner mannerism, still she thought the attraction on surface qualities o.tly. i The two girls were on their way i down to the executive rooms where the women of Velmer Falls were making garments for the soldiers and sailors. Sylvia Velmer's father owned most of the little town and Sylvia had been brought up from childhood to feel that she was of the first importance in the place. Just now she felt that she was the best dressed girl, due to her supe j rior advantages of college and travel. I J the most charming, and by far, the | most influential. | little Mary Adams, who had gone 1 ; to college with Sylvia, lived in the I less wealthy part of the little town. 1 Tn fact, she had taught school, and was evca now working for a living | and was home only for the holidays, j But Sylvia liked Mary; sfje liked 'to l'eel that she was impressing her. j but aside from that, as she often I said, "Mary really was a dear." Sylvia breezed into the executive L rooms, which were situated up over [the firehouse, and asked an insig nificant looking little woman, who ' | was going out just as the girls were i going in, where she could find the i crowd of younger girls. Sylvia's tone, i colored by the fact that the little , woman was extremely dowdy and ; apparently without influence was ' positively rude. j "Why, Sylvia," expostulated Mary, her cheeks flushing red. "Why were you so rude to her?" 1 "Oh. these women make me so L weary," the girl exclaimed. "You 1 saw her, didn't you, a dowdy little . creature and giving herself all kinds > of airs." s "But she didn't give herself airs; I you're unfair, really you are." > Sylvia turned to Mary quickly. . "Well, why should you sponsor 1 her?" ( "Oh, I'm not. but Ido hate to . have you speak that itny to any . one, Sylvia; it sounds so foreign to [ what you really are." 1 And Sylvia had the grace to blush at this, although she was herself I again as soon as she spied the p group of girls among whom she was 1 the recognized leader. She was greet ed with shouts of. I "I wonder who the stunning stranger is" and "She must be visit ing here!" Spoken in a soft girlish treble. "1 know It," she responded, "Mary dragged me out to-day, or I shouldn't have been here. I'm a dreadful slacker, but really girls I don't see what you see in knitting." Some of the girls shook their heads despairingly, some made teas ing remarks, but most of them felt that inasmuch as it was Svlvia, she really had a right to feel as she did ! and to express her feelings, too. "Well, you're not down here, be- How To Deal With the Pro-German Lie-Mongers War Ananias Clubs are advocated for the identification and segregation of circulators of mali cious rumors and false reports tending to cast suspicion and distrust upon our Government and thus hamper the prosecution of the war. We are all familiar with the "treason-factory output" telling of American battleships being sunk by the German navy and the news supprest; of thousands of American soldiers who have been killed; of a German army to invade us through Canada; of hundreds of thousands of Germans who arc drilling in this country for a revolt; of Secretary Tumulty being charged with treason; of our troops in France suffering for food and of their having quarreled with the British, and the hundred-and-one other rumors that are being industriously whispered from mouth to mouth. In THE LITERARY DIGEST for December 15th, the details of the subject are taken up and Various suggestions made for the suppression of this most insidious form of propaganda, A p. opy of the "fake" letter which has been going the rounds is reproduced and directions as to what patriotic Americans should do to suppress this and other "fakes" are given. 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"She's a dear, and she's, a won der," exclaimed several of the girls spontaneously. "And the funny part of it is, so few of us realized it until lately." "Why?" questioned Sylvia won- j derlngly. "Because she doesn't look the port," responded one. "Isn't she tall and commanding looking " "Why, no, what made you think so? She's little and she dresses plainly and no one would dream how really clever and fascinating she is unless she took the trouble to really talk to Miss Arrowsmitli," "Why, Sylvia," piped up some one i from the back of the group, "you must have passed her coming in; look, there she is now." And the whole group turned. Sylvia and Mary included, to see the dowdy looking SOl/i) CANDY IRON CROSSES little woman just entering the room, Ncw york Dec u._ B ecause th<> woman Sylvia had taken the trouble to be rude to. Sylvia bit Frederick J. Heuser, a Yonkers con her lips and did not dare to look at Mary. She was bitterly ashamed of fectloner, sold cakes decorated with herself, buta great part of her snob blshness died then and there, a bit- t" e German colors, candies designed ter humiliating death. Sylvia looks . , _ . back upon that time as the turning as ir ° n crosses and Prussian helmets I point in her lU'e and remembers that an( l icings representing things Teu ! more than the shame and embar- tonic. Federal authorities decided he I inssment. Aftijr all, we all suffer was spreading German propaganda, j some discomfort when anything and he was arrested and interned on ! really noble in our make-up is born. Ellis Island as an enemy alien. A Man's Gift From a Man's Store J'* 'H Wn. Strouse Jg