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-
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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
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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,
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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.
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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
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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
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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.
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