The Yukon Traill By William MacLeod Baine J (Continued) "I hope this trip isn't very far off the trail," she said quietly. "I n\ jus?t a wee bit tired." 1 "It's not far," the mine-owner said curtly. * ' He was busy unpacking his sled, j Presently he found the dog moc casins for which he had bein Iron ir.g, repacked his sled, and tit*- o '* * ' shoes to the bleeding feet of tho team leader. Elliot. suspicious and , uncertain what to do, watii'-ed niin at work, but at a signal frooi fhel-a turned reluctantly away and drove down to the cutoff. ! Macdonald turned his doss out ot i the trail and followed a lit** a ridge for rerhaps a quarter of mile. Sheba trudged behind him. hho w .•aJi of wonder at wnat he meant | ,lo but she asked no Questions Some wise instinct was telling h?.- to exi'.ctly as he said. rrcm the sled he too* a - h ° °' Rive it to the youn4 * : in jus* this side of th? bIK ro-k— --2tc to the root of the tree, dug, and !>l tlv of the spade stru K some iA'in hard. He stooped and pu. e<l *~o%.TX: r M . -w •• "'■ "Si,,?™ .'bo knit. nl"B ■veave of the cloth. Fifteen or twenty .mailer sacks lay exposee■ . •ooked up at Macdonald, .t st..rtlca | juestion in her eyes. j He nodded. "You guessed it. h s part of the gold for which Robert Miltor was murdered." "But—how did it get here? "I buried it there yesterdiy-| .Come. _ , . p, lf 1. He led her around the rock. Back of it lav something over whicn " as spread a long bit of can/a.'. < I'o | iieart of Sheba was beating wilalj. The Scotsman looked at jor frrin ( g> rock-bound faeo. "Undnrneaih ti.is canvas is tho body of one of the | n who murdered Milton He diou j Kr.ic miserably than the man ..e , Half the gold stolen from the tvu k is in that gunnysack yoa have j -e* dug up. If vou'il tll me wno , W the other half. I*ll tell you wao , him rob tho bank.' ♦*l*his man —who i.i ho'.' as J?£ (l JTSkv a. almost in a whisper. She ; trembling with excitement and j onsness. ' >; .caonald drew bac.t the cloth | IMtJ showed the rou'j.i, hard inre ol t cikingman. •jii., name was Trelawney. 1 XfcS'ed him out of our camps be- | 4K* j he was a troublemaker. ~ ~*-le was one of the meii that j in' you later!" she exclaimed, i •'Yes.* And now he h;>s tried to me again and has paid for :t >rrh his life." Her mind flashed back over the 1 fst_ "Then his partner in this last | jime must have been the same man j --what's his nam3? -that was wixh iii.u last time." "Northrup." He nodded s!owly. "I hate to believe it, but it is prob- Daily Dot Puzzle 7 x £l .is .30 \ 26 f \ **■ ;? \ 4.5 \ Z 'o 22 23 * 21 t *2o i 7 ' •'3 * #l6 i ft* I I .0. "7 , tfW " 6 1 a" \ Can you finish this picture? Draw from one to two and so on I to the end.- "I know something that will clearyour skin" "When my complexion was red, rough and pimply, I was so >CUFiSL l\ ashamed that I never had any W. fun. 1 imagined that people 1 avoided me—perhaps they did I • I But the regular use of Reslnol i l\vßa Soap—with a little Resinol Oint- \V \\ 1 iP°^^lSj "■ 3B ment just at first—has given me t \\ M\aJr Resinm Reainol Ointment and Retinol Soap alee cleat away dandruff and keep the hair healthy and M attractive. For trial free, write to Dept. 2-R, Keainol, Baltimore, Md. MONDAY EVENING, B, ringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McM I'M COiNt; ON/Et* TO 7 WtUL •Do I 1M ] COOD RVF AND How COLL"7- V/ERE 1 0.01T 3 eC~) C*E ally true. And h<\ too, is lying son'ievhore in this park covered with ! snow —if our guess is right. "And Gordon —you admit ho didn't do it?" Af.ain ho nodded, sulkily. "Ni>. Hi* didn't do it." Joy lilted in her voice. "So you've brrught me here to tell mo. '.>h, I am glad, my frien 1, that you weie 3 ) good. And it is like you to do it. j You have always been tho geed i friend to me." The Scotsman a little wist- ' fully. "You take a mean, advantage! of a man. You nur. him when he's ill—and are kind to him when he is i well —and try to love him, though he i:> twice your age and more. Tn*n, , when his enemy '3 in li s-' power, lie finds he can't strike him down with- j o'.it striking you too. TakJ your, youjiK man, Sheba O'Neill, and marrS him, and for God's sake, get j h.ni out of Alaska be/ore I come tot griiw with him again. I'm not <1 ! ration.' man, and he's tried me aair. ; Tuey say I'm a good hater, and I •• 1- j ways thought It trua. Bu. what's the use of hating a man, when your soft arms are round him for an ; armor?" The line eyes of the girl were 'vails ! of warm light. Her gladness was not for herself and hej lover only,! but for the friend that had been so J nearly lost and was now found. He: believed he had done it for her, but| Sheba was sure his reasons lay ] deeper. He was too much of a man to hide evidence and let his rival be j falsely accused of murder. It was not in him to do a cheap thing like that. When it came to the pinch, j he was too decent to stab In the back. But she was willing to tike him on his own ground. "I'll always be thanking you ior j your goodness to me," she told him j simply. Hi. brushed that aside at once. J "There's one thing more, lass. I'll I likely not be seeing you again alone, I so I'll say it now. Don't waste any tears on Colby Macdonald. Don't fancy any story-book foolishness I about spoiling his life. That may m<- i triic of halfling boys, mayb."\ but a J mi.i gc.es his aln even when j ha Mtfc a bit facer." "Ter." she agreed. And In a flash ! she saw what would happen, that in I tl.e ."taction from hi* l depression lie -7ould turn to Gencvisvs Mallory and npiry her. "You're too young for me, any how—too soft and innocent. Once j you told me that you couldn't keep 1 step with me. It's true. You can't, j It was a daft dream." He took a deep breit'i, seemed to shake himnelf out of It, and smiled cheerfully upon her. "We'll put ou rtre*>sur.T-trove m the sled and go back to your friends." he continued briskly. ' To morrow I'll send men up to *cour the hills for Northrup's body." Sheba drew the canvas oack over I the face of the dead man. As sne ] followed Macdonald back to the j trail, tears filled her eyes. She was remembering that the white, sting ing death that had crept upon these men so swiftly had missed her by a hair's breadth. The strong, lusty life had been stricken out of the big Cornishman and probably of his partner in crime. Perhaps they had left mothers or wives or sweethearts to mourn them. Macdonald relieved Elliot at break ing trail and the young man vent back to the gee-pole. They had dis carded mukluks and wore moccasins and snowshoes. It was hard, How work, for the trail-breaker had to fight his way through snow along I the best route he could find. The moon was high when at last hey reached the roadhouse. (To be Continued) WOMAN'S ARM BROKEN Waynesboro, Pa., Feb. 4.' —Mrs. G. j Arvld Anderson fell on an Icy pave- I ment and broke a bone In her right 1 arm at the eblow. THEIR MARRIE Copyright by International News Service Warren, I think it was very nice 1 of you Co think of this, said Mrs. | SStevens, as they entered the dining 1 room. "Wasn't it nice?" said Helen hap-j pily. i "Nothing nice about it. You folks j were good enough to ask us to the' theater and 1 thought it wuold be nice for the four of us to have din- j ner her." "Never knew they had a grill in J this place," said llr. Stevens, look-J ir.g around, "cute little place, isn't: it?" "Warren thinks they have about| the best table d'hote in town," said | Helen, as the were seated around 1 a cosy table for four. "Well, we ought to have a won-, derful evening." said Mrs. Stevens. "1 hope the play is ;is good as they tell us it will be. Th'-y say it made ( a great hit out of .own." "Glad it's a come-ly,' said Warren, looking down the menu. "None of these teary drairas for me." "You're right," agreed Mr. Ste vens. and th'.-n Warren began to give his orde. to the waiter. Helen was anxious for everything, to go oft" all right that evening, and as the Stevenses were easy-going I people and did not rile Warren tin -1 ■ ess he was playing bridge with Mrs. Stevens, who was not a good bridge player, there was really no reason why the evening should not, bring forth a lot of fun. "Good food, eh?" queried Warren,: r.s the first course was brought.! He was in a fine humor this even ing; playing host always made him' particularly genial. Good food audi good service appeal to a man of Warren's type far more than caba-1 let or dancing. As they were about to begin on I the soup course, Helen noticed an I acrid odor which seemed to come out of the radiator back of her. She! raised her eyes to see if Warren | noticed it and met those of Mrs. j Stevens instead. "Smells like ammonia," Mrs. Ste vens returned. The smell was get ting stronger every moment and j involuntarily Helen's eyes began to; blink. It was ammonia, and a very strong extract of it at that. Warren raised his head from hisj soup and sniffed suspiciously. "What on earth is that smell?" he said sharply. "It seems to come out of the rad iator," said Helen; "it's ammonia, I think." Wr.rren was signalling the waiter, j Daily Fashion ! LHint I red Especially For This § Newspaper EMBROIDERY GIVES OHIO NOTE TO SPRING FROCKS. Wonderful touches of color are ad ded to the new spring frocks by means of bold embroidery. When the color of a dress la light* aa In the ease of the roso cashmere to the left, the handwork Is done In a darker tone of the aarao color, Ohenllle and rope silk are used to execute the de> algn and embroidery works up quickly with sueh materials. The dress is made la panel effect, medium size requiring 6% yards 54-Inch material. Dark blue serge is used for the waist and tunlo of the aeeond model, the gay note being aounded In blue, green and red embroidery, Batln Ii used for the foundation skirt and belt. Medium alze require* S% yarda 54- inch aerge. .with, 8 yards 40-lnch satin, i First Model; Pletorlal Review Gos tumo No. 7559. Blaes, 34 to 44 Inches bust. Price, 25 cents, Second Model) Waist No, 7570, Rlzes, 34 to 44 inehes bust, Prlee, 20 cents. Skirt No, 784f1, Sizes, 24 to 84 inches waist. Price, 20 cents, HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH who came rushing up to their table. "What's that smell?" he asked. "It's ammonia, sir, the ammonia pipe has burst." He spoke respect fully, but Warren took no notice of this fact, "We'll change our table," he said, stopping eating, "It's the same all over the dining! 100111. sir," the waiter returned. "It' won't last long, though." Helen noticed that although the! other people noticed the odor, they! were all taking it as a joke. War-1 ren was the only one really angry. Alter all, ammonia is not an tin-j pleasant odor. Helen saw 110 rea-j sou to make a fuss about it, par ticularly when they had guests. "I'll stuff a napkin into the radia tor, sir,' the waiter said, smiling, and proceeded to do so. But the ammonia was escaping from other places in the dining room. "We've got to get away from this radiator," Warren insisted. "Howj can anyone aet with that odor pour-! ityr out in one's face?" The head waiter came up at War ten's summons and was quietly! courteous. 01 course they must! iluinge their table if they would! prefer another one, and although! Helen tried to demur. Warren in-j sisteu that they change to a table' quite a distance away. His manner• in comparison with that of the head waiter was brusque and rude. Helen , felt mortified, as she and Mrs. Ste-i vens were forced to trail their be-1 longings across the dining room. I She noticed that theirs was the only party changing their table. "1 hope it will be better over here," Warren remarked after they were finally seated. "The idea of' such a thing happening in a first-[ class place." "As if they could help it," Helen could not help saying. "It isn't i their fault. Warren, you act as if 1 the waiters were personally re-! ; ponsible." "There ought not to be a chancel for such a thing to happen," War ren insisted. "Spoiling people's ap-j pctites and losing good trade." "I can hardly notice it now," in terposed Mrs. Stevens;" "it's almost j gone." She was right, it was almost gone. | and all this trouble for nothing, to say nothing of the fact that they were all made uncomfortable by the fact that Warren was so obviously put cut. If only he could take such things as a matter of fact and laugh at them, instead of feeling himself personally affronted, but he invari ably acted just this way, and some little thing always happened to put a damper on his good spirits. To Be Continued. MEMORIAL SERVICES HEI.D FOR THE REV. IRVIJt C. YBAKEI, Carlisle, Pa., Feb. 4.—A special me- 1 morial service in which pastors and members of other churches Joined j was held at the Blddle Presbyterian | Church yesterday afternoon in honor of the Bev. Irvln C. Teakel, pastor of the church, who died Friday evening following a long illness. Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton Cozy comfort will always be provided by this garment. It f wraps about one in the most attractive, pleasing'manner and it has such smart and distinctive touches that it makes an especial appeal. As you see it here, .it is made of bath robe flannel, but you could copy it in cor duroy or in terry cloth or in any material that is adapted to the bath robe. If you like, you can omit the pockets and use a belt, but there is a certain smart ness and distinction in the pockets that are buttoned up over the girdle that most girls will like. The terry cloths are being 6hown in singularly at tractive colors and arc charming for such garments. The rabe that is made of corduroy 6erVes as a negligee as well as a bath robe. A rose color or a blue would be pretty lined through out with white China silk. The \\ j || I bath robe flannels include both u tf j wool and cotton, but the cottons | j fit I are amply warm and just now, UW j I j fl when there is a shortage of wool, -.-Jr* fLdu] it is wise to give the cotton // J/ Ul r I preference, // II h|i ' For the 16-year size will be M \ \ 11 I I needed, 6% yards of material 27 \vK I IN inches wide, 5 yards 36 or 44. XJ I P The pattern No. 9636 is cut in sizes for 16 and 18 years. It will be mailed to any address by 9636 Bath Robe, sites 16 and 18 years, the Fashion Department of this Price 15 cents. paper on receipt of fifteen cents. THE FOUR OF HEARTS f A SERIAL OF YOUTH AND ROMANCE By VIRGINIA VAN DE WATER CHAPTER VI Copyright, 118, Star Co. The room to which Dora conduct ed Cynthia was large and tastefully furnished. A combined dressing room and bathroom opened out of it on one side. On the other was the small room, connecting with Dora's apartments beyond. "Your room and mine are just alike in size.and arrangements," the young hostess explained. "Yours has been a guest chamber until now." "Then I am depriving your moth er of a guest chamber," Cynthia ob jected. "That must be very incon venient." "Indeed, it Is not!" Dora insisted. "There is another spare bedroom on this floor, even bigger than this, and still another on the tloor above. 1 sometimes wish we had 110 extra rooms, for that would preclude mother's terribly correct relatives descending upon us. 1 hope you like blue. Your room Is blue, you see; mine is all pink." "Everything's lovely," Cynthia de clared. "Well, take off your things and rest a bit," Dora commanded. "Do you want t<j be alone, or shall I come back here when I have taken off my wraps?" "I do not want to be alone, and I want you to come back," Cynthia replied. When Dora had gone to her room Cynthia took off her dress, drew a wrapper from her suitcase and put it on. Then, as her cousin returned and bade her lie down, she stretched herself upon the divan. Dora seated herself in a big chair close by her cousin and drew a long breath of contentment. "Now this is what I call satisfy ing!" she exclaimed. "Are you cer tain you don't want to sleep?" "Very certain," Cynthia assured her. "I could not sleep if I would. And I would rather hear you talk." Her desire was gratified, for Dora chatted vigorously, interfering bits of information with questions about Cynthia's life since they had nlet as very young girls. All Affectionate Heart As Cynthia watched the glowing face and sparkling eyes she became more and more impressed with the fact that her cousin was vfery pret ty. She was also convinced that be hind the girl's merriment was a warm and affectionate heart. "I'm planning lots of good times for us to have together," Dora said at last. "There are quantities of wonderful music in New York this winter; and as this is my first win ter out, there are piles of invitations arriving all the time. But I kept this evening free just for you, for I knew you would be too tired to go anywhere, anyway." Cynthia laid a gentle hand on her cousin's arm. "Dear," she said, "forgive me for reminding you of it, j hut you know I am not going into I society just now. Watt—don't In terrupt me"—as Dora started to speak. "1 want you to understand my attitude. My mourning makes my accepting invitations for awhile yet out of the ciuestion —and, to speak the truth, Dora, I have little heart for society affairs. But I want you to promise that this will make no difference in your plans. You must go about just as usual. I shall be content here with my books and lovely surroundings. So please do not give me a second thought." Dora had kept silent as long as j she could. Now she bent over and j kissed her cousin impulsively. "You j dear thing!" she exclaimed. "If you feel like that you shall BO nowhere you don't want to go. But surely, even in mourning, one likes good ! music." "Of course!" Cynthia smiled at ' the eager face so near her own. "I j shall love to go to some concerts. I Also —while I shall not accept invi tations —it will make me happy to ] meet your friends, i am prepared j to like them very much." * | Dora flushed. "There is one friend ( you must like Cynthia. X may as | well tell you about him now—for I it's soon going to be announced. 1 I want you to know it first, because j you are like a sister to me from this j time forth. Can you guess what I'm j going to tell you?" Cynthia laughted affectionately. "I would be a fool, dear, if I did not guess," she said. "I am so glad for you. Who is the man?" "He is Milton Von Saun. He's a dear, boy. I've known him always. And 'now we're engaged." All Appreciated Confidence | Cynthia drew the dark brown i head down to her shoulder and I kissed her cousin tenderly. "Thank you for telling me about him, Dora." she murmured. "I know you are very happy. Dove is a wonderful thing." Dora hesitated for a moment be fore replying. "Ye*," she agreed, "I know it is. Yet when you've known a man always it does not seem so very wonderful as books and people claim, does it?" "I do not know," Cynthia replied. "I have never been in love." "Well, it's just liking somebody more than you like other men," Dora confided. "That's all there is j to It." "Will Mr. Van Saun call this even- j ing? Cynthia asked. "I am curious to see him." Dora shook her head. "No—he's out west on a.trip. But he's com ing home in a week. He's been in Chicago longer than he meant to. for he has a college friend there who has decided to come on to New York and open a branch of his busi ness here. And Milton though it would be nice if they came on to gether. He—Milton, I mean —has been traveling through California : and, as the train men say, 'all points West,' ever since last November. We were engaged just a day or two be fore he left." "But you hear from him con stantly, of course?" Cynthia asked. "Yes he writes to me every Sun day, and I do the same." Dora said, "lie's no: much of a letter writer, i and neitVer am I. But we never skip our Sunday letters to each other." To Be Continued tMTK TO SAVE Fl'EI/ Meehanicsburg. Pa., Feb. 4.—ln a plan of co-operation to conserve coal, these churches will unite to hold prayer service on Wednesday eve ningfi Church of God, Presbyterian and Methodist Episcopal Churches. This week services will be held In the latter church and the Rev. Oeorge fulton, pastor of the Pres byterian Church, will make the ad dress. Next week another minister will preach and services will be held in each church in succession. Fads in Lingerie [From the New York Herald] (From the New York Herald) Fashion Is indulging her caprices in most wonderful bits of lingeries and they are a delight to behold. She is hoping, too, that even her most conservative followers will be con vinced that they are prabtical to wear because of their comfortable lines. Lingeries seems lovelier than usual this year, because there are so many patient French lingers whose only means of livelihood Is the mak ing of dainty garments. Pajamas fashioned along Chinese models of fer wide opportunities for hand work, Pale blue crepe is utilized for the development of a most unsual pair of pajamas, the trouserettes being finished at the lower edge with a deep hem of black satin, The Jacket Is In square effect, bound froitt and back, armholes and neck, with satin. There are no sleeves. In fact, the, fashionable trend Is toward the sleeveless sleeping gar ! ment. Hyglenists argue that It is j more lieulthful, while designers de clare that It offers a wider Held for I individual development. FEBRUARY 4, 1913. n Advice to the Lovelorn Ilj BEATRICE FAIRFAX LASTING I.OVE DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: Five years ago I announced ray engagement to a highly intellectual' young man live years my senior. Our marriage was not far off when we had a dispute and parted. 1 have had several offers of marriage since that time, but never took them ! He has resided in my neighborhood all these years, and yet has never made an attempt to see me. Do you believed in lasting affec tion. as I feel I could never be in terested 111 any one else, and am satisfied to go along this way for 1 the rest of my life; or should I, 1111 a very material way, smother the 1 finer feeling within me, and slm-l ply marry the next man who asks! me just to escape that sour term! "old maid" in later life? B. L. O. ] No, of course you won't do any thing so foolish as to marry the next man who asks you in order to avoid being called old maid later. The term is 110 longer in use any way! Dignified, self-respecting women have far more respect for themselves when they do work they like than they could possibly have for themselves were they to marry cold-bloodedly in order to be sup ported or just to have the title of matron. If you really care deeply for this man who 110 longer shows any interest in you, perhaps you will not mind sacrificing your pride in order either to recover his friend ship or to assure yourself once for all that he can never have it. Your disagreement was serious. Perhaps the man feels that there is a wide gulf of misunderstanding or of un fair treatment between you. To bridge it you must make a big ef fort to find out if that one quarrel has killed forever the possibilities for friendship between you. Either | do that or accept the fact that the ! man is out of your life forever. If lie is out of it then get something else to fill the* "empty chair," work or a worthy emotion. NOT FAIR DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: A friend has been married six months and is still at business. Be fore the marriage her fiance consent ed to let her work, as he was likely to be called to serve I'ncle Sam. Now lie is going away to camp shortly and in settling "l> some affairs the follow ing little misunderstanding arose. She thought it best to pay both his and her insurance for a year in advance, to which he agreed very willingly. Now she has all of her insurance sign ed over to her husband and he, in re turn, said, as he had made his well- I to-do parents the beneficiaries, hr did not want to ask them for the insur TETLEYS India TEA Ceylon Tea Drinkers Depend on It Because It Is Dependable Tea ONE LITTLE TEASPOONFUL MAKES TWO CUPS STEADY WORK There's a great satisfaction in working where the work is steady. One becomes acquainted with the best ways to ac complish the most and in time becomes so proficient that splendid remuneration is earned. The picture shows one of the large operating rooms of the Blough Manufacturing Co.'s factory, where 400 happy and contented workers are busily'engaged. Blough Manufacturing Co. Reily and Fulton Streets The place where everybody is well cared for and well paid ance papers, as they may feel hurt about his doing so. Now, as his pa rents have their son insured already and the wife paid for this other policy, is this fair? ETHEL. This is manifestly unfair. Sincn j the parent;) are already insured, aro I well-to-do and the wife on the other nana I"* working: and has paid th | premium on her husband's policy, it lis only Simple justice tl.it she should he protected. 1 think if the youns ! husband states the case plainly to his parents they will recognize that it is .only lair and decent for their boy to I protect the girl lie married and sworn jat the altar to cherish. If tliev don't see it he must still protect her. To | do otherwise were a Brave injustice. FATHER WAS WRONG! j DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: ■i I am going about with a man em . ployed in the same office. His sister ;als<> works for the same concern and I nave often visited their house. I>ast * nturdn > ho became ill, therefore, ■£ ' : ' as impossible for liim to call on me. j Ihe following day his mother called me to the wire and explained the situation, asking me if I would ba , kind enough to call at their house. ,| have dinner with them and spend thu , night. 1 explained same to my mother and received her consent. The follow- Ills day I was severely criticized by ' my'father. * FRANCES J. • Th L s was ,nr>st unjust of your father. On the invitation of ii young* man's • mother and with the permission of her own mother, of course a Kirl may ■ | make a visit such as yours. The fact [ that his sister is your chum adds to - the complete propriety of the situa -3 tion. In all questions of propriety ! there are often differences of opinion.' , -Now your father was worried over tli fact that his daughter had made this ■ visit to a young man's home. It wa r his love for you that lead to his atti ■' !>>"''■ There oughtn't to be any fnm s ily quarrel. Just explain to your ? father that you see how it was "that . he worried a bit. being as all men are. j conservative about their daughters, but that what you did is considered : perfectlv proper and that you don't want him to dream for a moment • that you would ever do anything that r was not. I" FARMER DKRAKGED BT COI.D Carlisle, Pa., Feb. 4.—Temporarily deranged by the severe cold of Sat urday, John Ijeib, a Vetera nattend ant of the Carlisle market, becama L violent for a short period here and the efforts of several men were re ■ quired to prevent him from injuring I himself until medical aid could b . summoned. He had shoveled snow j on the roads all day Friday, w*s , unable to become warm at his home • for lack of fuel and was chilled . igain on his drive here. He fully j recovered after a few hours and re . turned to his home. 5
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