THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBURO, PA. A STORY Of The GREAT NORTH VJiST Ov VINGIE E.ROE dJteLiV& ILLUSTRATIONS 6y CHAPTER XXVII Continued. 14 diets bad always ridden bareback, but now, why she did rot know, she look down Sundry's saddle and slung It on Mack Holt. Poppy followed her movements, and by the lime Slletz lino put fool in stirrup mid swung up, she tad caught up her wide skirt and mounted. Sllttx flared around at her ml her eyes "re beginning to tpurkle in a face pale with rage. Without a word they galloped uj across the lonesome valley and took to what had once been a trail In the nodding ferns. Now it whs but a slight depression running moid the blackened trunks, the endless heap Of ashes. I'oppy Ordway followed SI k'tz, ou a chance, a dare, a mere haz ard. She did not know the danger, the aienace of the bills. She was saying to herself after her ntlrlng habit of self-communion: "I'll have my precious packet soon I know I shall. The gods are witb me. I feel It." Once SlleU turned upon her. "Go back!" she cried Itercely, "some thing Is about to happen." "You re right." said Poppy, and for ence the hardness of her nature showed like a rock under waves In eyes and voice and manner, "utid I'll fce In nt the happening." They spoke no more. Slletz checked Black liolt In another mile, rose In her stirrups and looked over the appalling spectacle before them. Over and be yond lay the tumbled hills, thick with eavy limber, that lan Into the Slletz basin. Somewhere In their fastnesses reared the mighty spine of the Hog i Back with its secret trail. And some where up behind the Hog Hack was Sandry. Calm 88 she was by nature. Bileti shuddered as she looked upon the world of flame anj smoke. To Poppy Ordway. Ignorant of Its mean big and Its might. It was a splendid spectacle. Slletz plung-d down the rlde on the ther side nnl the woman lollowed. Tbe shadows or the smoke-filled val Vy grew Into an uncanny twilight. The Ina. light ashes made slippery going nd more than once l;lack Poit slipped to catch his footing, catlike. They ro1- ahnd and en'ered the lire belt itself. The du.ik gew denser The he;it lay like a tangible hlanl.et In the hollows and dips. Sllctz urged Mack Holt Something was calling out of the gray dimness chilling bur heart, lurrying her progress. She had ridden for a time In deep thought when a scream from the wom an behind drew ber up with a start. She turned Just In time to see the big v fall ami to tumMing down the mountain. With his rim lurch he had Bung his rider out of t!ie saddle and Into a pile of ashes. It was true to her nature that the girl, dismounting, ran. not to the woman but down the elope after the horse. She found him prone and groaning in a little trench, his right foreleg doubled back, tho while hone piercing th earth. I'oppy Ordway peered fearfully down, her trembling hands gathering her dust covered skirts. 'Tome hero:' Sllctz cried, com manding; "come here!" It was the same voire, w himpering ' with primitive rn,'e. that hail com- j pelled that craven "Sindry" from I'oppy Ordway's lips that night at the pump, and as the woman had obeyed ! then, so File obeyed now. I Siletv rose, reaching In the blouso ef li it shirt, and brought out a gun. Poppy Ordway shrank back, white as chalk. "What do you mo.m?" she cried shrilly, "what are you jvilng to do?" Horror widened her blue eyes gro-es-i.'ely. "1 never shot a living thin In my life," Fuid sivt solemnly, "but I've got to kill him. And you .stand by to watch Its ynur work." There was a sharp report that did not echo In the bre deadened hills, aiei the good horse closed his eyes In sur! den peuie Slletz turned away to where (l ar k I'o't looked on with won der. CooMinh crouching beside, him In a i-.ii't revulsion she Hung the weapon far down Oie mountain She slarted to mount without a glance at Uie woman when the other spoke ' What am I to do?" "I'of I don't cure what you do. (!o Home. And I hope you never reach there'" "My dod'" cried Poppy Ordway. "don't li'wiFe nie like this! And look' Look there!" i' none th "Hllev bv which thev r..i:;; has variid talents Web Footed Animal Can Climt Trees and Co a Fishing: Also Is va.uaU:e Hrey. Very t:ileiii"i) is the uniival He 'tan tiiinii m-s luc- u siiiiiie. swim liKe a imli ilia lii.e a uioie and Kill chickens like ii weasel In addition be is endowed with nil uuusuuli.v line lur. h.ih makes Inm val uu iie pitv (or the hunter lies more or less roiu mou along woodland hi teams, and al together loo common in the ueiguiKir hood of the tanners poultry yuida. e call him the mink AH bongo he can dig as good a bur row us uny oilier animal, the mink sometime! ihooi.es lo Hteul a imisk rat s b"ine rulher ibaii build one lor blnisell. a writer tn I lie I'hilaiieipbia North American slates Tn avoid fu tuie trouble with Hie ousted uiuukikl. the in i n K kills and rut him. I'siiHilr he preleis lo make not home along lie hanks ol a stream or at the tool ol a wmertull Sometimes, when his lusie lor poultry becomes raltivu'eit iim will estmdlsh biuix.I (dAlrafc&f bad come a lon, swift drift of smoke was rolling, scut out like a current from some newly fired crosscanyon. Its low-lying pall formed a bewilder ing mystery to anyone save a native of the bills. A woman on foot would never reach camp through Its blinding darkness. Long Sllelz sat turned In her saddle and looked at It. Then a thought of Sundry and his standards pierced tho I emotions that dominated ber, 1 hoi was but o:ie thing- u Jo. "Come up," she . said at last, "I'll have to taUo you." CHAPTER XXVIII. Fires Within Fire. So It was a double burden that the great black horso carried Into the mystery of the shrouded country Hatred was like a wall between them and Poppy's fingers, cllngins perforce to Slletz' shirt, twitched with desire. How short a distance to the packet In the bagging blouse! So they rodo with smarting eyes nnd aching lungs, down Into a dim val ley and up again, between fires, under mighty, towering trunks, tottering to their fall. They passed the high Eplne of the Hog Hack, a majestic crown against the smoke, and threaded the ruins of the forest. At last they saw great fires ahead and men running among them. "Where is Sandry?" Filetz asked, unabashed, of a soldier. "Don't know. Haven't seen him for hours " He hurried on and the girl rode along the line where a hundred men were laboring with ax and spade and blanket. Tho wind had dropped and they were working north and south, trying to bottle up a roaring crosscut of a valley. Scattered throughout the bills in squads, obey ing the orders sent down from time to time by the ranger and bis aids, who patrolled tho ridges with field glasses, they worked like a great ma chine, though they saw no farther than their own trench, their own line of back-fire, their own stretch of felled pines. l!ut work as they would at the base of the high, massed peaks. Destiny was about ready for her grand cotip at the fortunes of the Dlllingworth, and alio snatched a streamer from a crops canyon and shot It. high across Una end hack-tiro nnd trench Into the dry pines on that slope. Also she had 4 ymi A Tall Lone Spiral Into the Dun Heavens. pent, an hour before, a tall, lone spiral into the d,in heavens from the very heart of the spared timber behind the , uog l.uck. I hat spiral had caugnt the eye of Walter Sandry, working with his waning strength north on the east slope. I-or how many hours he did not know, he had neither eaten nor slept. Hut still he went with the spirit that would not quit' so long as another stayed at his post. 'if the rains would omy come!" he thought as he struggled upward, "It's nearly time for them. If they would only briti? their first showers now!" The roar of the new lire a solitary pine that went, up like a hugo. grace ful torch-wls in his ears, Its light before him. under ilie tanners barn to he near his food supply lie run track his prey like a hound I'.esides poultrv lie Iihs a taste lor rats mice fl-h nnd frons lo uid nun in In nbii.HK Hie imiiK has partly webbed Icet. Ills siiaip i laws help in in In climbing trees, and sornetinirs he will aliarl; birds in theur in. sis He Is a little more than twelve inches long, has dark brown lur and a light spot on h:s throat llelore 'cnlskin heratne popular a single skin of the mink was worth Iroin $10 lo IZ. Spray Keeps Oft Enemies. Many ol the iiuputn spt-nts of a sli'iiUe mollusk toiichidiuim, found oil I lie lot Kb lielweeii Hue uiuiks liawt i be back studded witu eyes, and are ai the same tune piovuieit wnb a very elheieut spraying appurHlus whun u uHed witu eBccl to repel the alluckii ol thai very retuurkutue rieaiuiu. uie walking hsh iperiopliiiiultiiuar Mini oiilginii eyes i ins creature foi several noun daily leaves h unlive element and hunt along ibe siraud lor inserts and 'oniiiiiliuma u me ist lei ee linn comma they wuru oil Di snack o means ol I lie arid t,ritt. it "lA.S A-' II.!, II "Now how under heaven did It get started up In hore?" He had spoken aloud as be wearily skirled a clump of young spruce and the words fell short, abruptly broken as be emerged from their shelter. Before him, In a small cleared space, stood Hampden of the Yellow Pines. His back was toward Sandry and ho carried In his hand three candles. He was nearly as black and disreputable as any scarecrow down among the fires. He was Intently watching some thing at the foot of a second pine. Softly Sandry moved until this object was In bis line of vision. Ucdded blgb In a pile of tinder-dry needles a fourth candle glowed brightly In the smoky gloom. With utmost cunning It had been set close against the tree where a long branch of pitch trailed down the rugged bark from far up among the branches. When the candle burned down to the resln-steeped needles and a man might travel far In the meantime the tipleaplng flames need only to lick that banner to rush with lightning speed to tho swaying, Inflammable op. For a long DVWDBt the Eastener stood, lost In wonder. Then the whole thing burst upon him and he kne-v. Hampden of the Yellow Pines was the powor behind tho holocaust! As this stupendous knowledge forced Itself Into his weary broln. the other man turned and strode swiftly away among the holes. The wearying climb had taken the breath from Sandry's lungs and he drew a pistol from his belt and tired over Hampden' head. Like an animal the man whirled, hand to hip. and faced him. "I've got you at last!" Sandy pant ed: "I've got you at last!" Hampden's heavy lips curled ven omously from bis short, strong teeth. "You!" he breathed, "you! You dnmned Easterner! You Illy-handed tenderfoot!" Sandy smiled grimly. "This Is Just about tho blackest srot tn your crooked career, Hampden," he said at Inst, "the blackest and tho big gest blunder. I can't see why you did It." "Yon can't!" snnrled Hampden, "oh, you can't! Well, by God, you will be fore I'm dono witb you. You didn't know what you was gettln' up against you and your your Poppy Ord way. You made yor fight, an' you thought you'd won! But you reck oned without mo. I'm makln' mine, an' It's a hummer." He glared savagely along the gun Into Sandry's bloodshot eye's, and at this moment Mack Dolt heaved up through tho ferns. Slletz peering eager ly along Ills straining neck, end the face of Poppy Ordway nt her shoulder. The girl slid out of the saddle and ran to Sandry. "What is it?" she cried, "what Is It?" Sandry pointed to tho burning can dle at the pine's foot and instantly she sprang forward and snuffed It out with thumb and finger. Miss Ordway slipped down from the foamy, steaming hips of the horse, to stand leaning against him. her bright eyes beginning to sparkle with the tension of tho moment. At sight of her Hampden's face grew gray be neath its grime. She was smiling with that pleasure which she always found where men fought, or engi neered dramatic coups, or worked out clever schemes, and her beauty was never so maddening to him In all bis knowledge of her. His one pure dream bad, In truth, reached a sorry ending. "Snndy," said Slletz simply, "1 came to you. There's danger somewhere I don't know where or what but there's something in the shndows" A vagrant wind fanned up long sheets and whistling banners that hurried up to leap Into the moaning canopy behind the Hog Pack. Tho actors In this little drama were too Intent to hear the heightened note. "So you come to be in at th death!" said Hampden at last, hU eyes on Poppy in angulrbed fury, "you done me to death an' you wunt to see me die! Oh, th' game's up and I don't care a dams! I'm th" smartest one of this bunch yrt. An' but fer th' fact that you'va got them two let ters you stole from th commissioner and th' account book with the records of our deals an' rake-offs and so on, I'd a had a chanco to fight an' win yet! Put I know you, Poppy Oh, bow damned well I know you! an' I know I'm whipped. But I'm makln' a fight you're dnmned right I am!" He waved an eloquent arm around a' the appalled, shrinking rountry which seemed to crouch In Its naked ness under the shrouding smoke. "But th' thing that cuts Is knowln' that you done It all fer him! A feeble s drlvelin' thing from th' East! An" i they say you'll marry him! Well, go to It! He'll have to move out. fer 1 there won't be any more Dllllngworth I Lumber company In twenty hours. I'll ! be behind bars, all right, but I've denned him out." I As he finished with a reckless laugh Sandry turned amazed eyes to Poppy. She was pale wit?: anger nnd she avoided his glance. This was the last thine she wanted that Snndrv should REALTY MEN AIDED BY WAR Millions Are Being Spent fo' New York Rentals in P'nce of Going to Europe. After balancing fall rental oceottntti recently brokers throughout the ultra lashioniihie district estimated thai more than JlO.uim.iMK) wld be paid lor Manhattan homes during the ruining sei;i,,,n bv families thai usually make their abodes In Europe, the New Yum Wirld states. Their aggregate llr Ing expenses for the year are placed near S'-C.imxj.uoO. most of which will be spent In New York More thsn 2.5(10 such families have rented apartments or private dwell ings during the past few months Th Save paid an average of $4..l)tl yearly rental, some paving as htith as lUli.llOO. Their rorupetlllon for lux urloim living quarters has forced nor mat prices to the highest levels on rec ord and old families that have heen In the hHhlt of rent.ng costly h mes bv the veur or for the social season. Have had to rav tnncv figures This wus Illustrated recently when know of hor attempt to forestall hlra in the "gutting" of Hampden. Shu saw her chance to gain bis gratitude by her gift drifting away. Also the revelation of ber lawyer's perfidy was a mighty blow. "Hampden," she said unsteadily, "you're the coarsest beast I know!" "All right But ain't that what It's all fer? To lay me as a burnt offerln' at his feet a sacrifice to win bis mlncln' love? Didn't you say you'd marry him? Ain't I hoard It right an' left?" "No!" cried Poppy, red with rage under Sandry's astounded eyea, "no! I never did!" "Yes!" cried Slletz rlnglngly. "you did! You said when Sandry was dy ing that you were his promised wife." In tbe hush that followed, Intensi fied by the dropping brands from tho huge pine which was now but a black ened, pronged shape In the thickening smoi'o, there fell upon their ears a sound ns Incongruous with the strained moment as could be Imagined. It was a shower of notes, high, sparkling, thrliiinu. that seemed to full like drops of diamond through tha lnurky canopy. Tdey came up from The Gesture Came Too Late. the west, mysterious, martial. Joyful, nnd their burden was "Lead, Kindly Light, Lead Thou Me On!" "The Preacher!" whispered Slletz, "Oh. the Preacher!" And presently through the dim dun white of the-smoke that crept with portent between the crowding pines, there merged the familiar, erect form. With one accord they turned to him as he approached ond Sandry for the one moment left Hampden unguarded. It was all that was necessary. Quick as light the hand that had first in stinctively sought his hip sought It again. There was a flash of metal, dun In the dim effulgence, a straight ening of the heavy arm that held it, a spurt of flame, a shot. Put quick as the tlmbcrmnn had been, another was quicker. With one leap as Hampden reached for his gun the Prencher reached Sandry, snatched him aside and flung himself belore him. his flute raised high In protest, In command. But the gosture came too late. The bullet meant for the Easterner found lodgment In the gentle breast of the wandering player of hymns, and he sank down In Sundry's arms. CHAPTER XXIX. The Sign of the Siletz. It was Poppy Orway who struck tbe gun from Hampden's hand, sending it flying among the ferns. "We'll have no murder here!" she cried, Sandy looked at Hampden for one fleeting second as he laid bis gun be side him "If you move ono musrlo," he rasped harshly, "I'll kill you on the spot." Then he cased the slight form of the Preacher down upon the deep pine needles. Just above the heart blood wns pour ing from tho shabby habit. Snndry tore It away, to find a clean small hole in the white skin, which was fine and dellrate as a womnn's. The ball had gone straight through, tearing a huge ragged aperture where it emerged In the bark from which the red stream flowed In a flood. "Cloth!" cried Sandy, "give mo cloth!" Ills voice broke the spell that bound Slletz and she sprang forward, tear ing her garments, ripping out of her breast some mysterious womanly ves ture thnt was white and soft. "Oh. my Ood above the sea!" she was crying with gasping sobs. "Lord of the heavens! Spare him! Spare him!" And only Poppy Ordway saw the packet which tumbled unheeded to the ground. With one catlike, grace ful movement she threw herself fori ward, snatched It up and hid It In her own bosom. Mrs Nelson W. Aldrlch, wife of the late senator from Ithode Island and closely related by marriage to the Hockefei;ei8. paid nt the rate of Jimi a day, more than $:M,ui)i) a year, lor Mrs Klngsland s furnished home on tUe northeast comer or Klfth avenue and Purty sixth street, for the winter season Mrs Klngsland hersell leaaea II under long lenu contract from Wit bum Waldorf Amor. A similar rental is being paid lor the Judaon Todd boniu. Tree Owns Itself. There is a tree In Athens. Ra.. which owns Itself It bus a deed to eight leet of ground on all sides of lis trunk ' The tre formerly was owned by W. H. Jackson. To prevent its ever be ing cut down. Mr. Jackson executed a deed making the tree owner of tbe ground around It. This deed Is on nie lu Athena, it Is Hie only one of Its sort In tha world. A French scientist haa Invented microscope using X-rays. mm! Mm Sandry hastily made coiti'itrHses ami bound them upon the wounds. He tore off what was left of his tattered shirt and added It He took hnndfuls of leaves from the bazel brush and pad ded the compresses, binding' them tighter and tighter. But It waa heart's blood that was loosened and each ef fort to atop It waa futile. It waa aoon evident that the feet In their heavy shoes bad gone their last journey upon the bills, that the triumphant flute had piped Its last song of victory. "My children," said tbe Preacher, "I promised to come whan you should need me. I have served a need. You are young, my ion, and the path of youth Is fair. There are too many primroses thereon to sacrifice one year of It. I am old old." Here Slletz flung herself upon her knees beside him, unable to control herself, rocking to and fro after hor fashion, her braids swaying and a ter rible anguish upon her face. The handsome blue eyes turned wonderlngly upon her. "Daughter llttlii one of the tender heart hush! I hear atrange sounds and I would llst-n." He closed his eyes and lay for time In aHonce, the delicate tracery on his faco emerging more clearly as a pallor spread beneath It. It was the divine record of years spent with his Ood in tbe high places, though here and there a drooping line bespoke a vague, forgotten sadness. Presently ho murmured "Tho Winds of the Mighty One are upon the sounding board of tbe bills! Ah!' Again a alienee and he opened his eyes with a return to earth. Hut in them bad come the dimness of dreams, and -half-remembered years and times and places. They gazed wonderlnsly into the dark, tear-blinded ones of Slletz bend ing above. For a long time the old man lay, staring up with that look of wonder. Then a great Joy broke ou his face with a shining smile, and he struggled to raise htmseir on an arm , "Kahwannal be cried, "Kahwau na!" It was a call from a far-distant past, It thrilled that little company of listen ers witb Its ecstasy. "Why why What have I dreamed. my princess of the hills, that you have seemed so fur away? What waa It Ah. I have forgot! But you are here at last! He raised palsied, trembling arms to the girl's neck "You are back from the gates of death that I fancied bad closed upon you! You are back. . . . And there Ib forgiveness In your dark eyes. Oh, my love, there Is forgiveness!" His Hps quivered a bit aud be went on. "Did I dream of the preat wrong I did you, Kahwannu? Ob, have you for given?" Th6 blue eyes were trnglo In their puzzled wonder, their shining oy, and the voice was desperately earnest, For a moment Slletz checked her anguish and strove to understand. Then something, some divine instinct, seemed to give her wisdom and she smiled tremulously. "All Is well," she said pitifully. "I have forgiven." Thank God!" cried the old man sharply, "oh, Cod. I thank thee! The way Is light at Inst!" He tried to raise himself on an el bow again. "But how does It happen? I saw you die In the lodge of Kolawmle with the babo that you bore me for love on your breast and yet yet 1 have you again! Did 1 dream, oh, my prin cess of tho little tribe?" "A dream," sobbed Slletz softly, "only a dream." lie looked long Into her half fright ened face. ,'T have searched the world for you, my maid of sorvlce with the gentle eyes eyes like a deer's for softness. Oh, Kahwannal I have chanted the marriage service, that I never said for you in tho days of my youth, a thousand times among the hills! I have mated you In heaven throughout the years wherein I lost you! I hnve wept for the Primrose that I crushed, ot dawn and dusk! 1 have tried to atone." There was a pathetic, eager Justifi cation in tho weakening voice and the others, all aware that they witnessed Uie last act In some forgotten tragedy of the Preacher's ltfo. stood In silence, unconscious of the darkening smoke clouds, the menace of the rising roar. "You bore on your face the sign of the Slletz women the three bars of Pondage, of Faithfulness and of Serv iceand yet you were not of their blood, but of my own. Only Kolawmle knew how you came among them, a wee, dark child, how they took you In and gave you a namo. and he never told You were red to me. Kabwnn na a soft-eyed creature of the wild and you were my woman, bought witb a white man's kiss!" Here Snndry shrana as if at a blow, drawing in his breath with a sigh But the Preacher hurried on. as if to tell all that had lain upon his bear! these many years. ito nit fvvTi Mitpn "Metaphysicianess." i'ary Miliord appears to have had a weakness for coining words with un necessary female terminations. On one occasion she writes about "a young (rupture full of grace and beauty v Ing in London like a herinitess nnd teaching her little broilers Oreek." and elsewhere she tells of "a most elegant young woman, negotlntm of the forgeries." Worst of all is a pas sage in a letter to Sir William Ell'ord,' In which she says: "I believe, my dear Sir William, tbat you will not need 'one to come from Mio grave' to Inform you that I am a metaphysician ess (is there such n word?)" Territory Unexplored. In Arabia there is a tract of unex plored territory nearly Ave times the area of Great Britain, while nearly a quarter of Australia awulis the Inves tigation of civilized man. Women Enecutives ia Sweden. Fifty women lake an active part In the municipal governments ot Swed ish cities. Sevuu of thuiu arc busy in biockbolra. PLEASED THE' WOODPECKER Bird Takes Kindly to Tin Barricade Erected Against Its Peckings. Mrs. John Pozer of Main street, Newton, N. J., feared that a fine shade tree on ber lawn would be killed by a wordpecker that appeared there every day and pecked away at a hole which he waa making largor and larger. Therefore she bad hor husband tack a sheet of 'tin over the hole when the bird was absont. Refusing to be discouraged and pre tending he does not know the differ ence, the woodpeckor now goes to tha tree every dav and pecks away like a trip hammer on the tin Bheet. The neighbors are nearly crazy witb the noise, and there Is a law against killing woodpeckers. Why Not? "Why did you strike this man?" asked the Judge sternly. "He raViud me a liar, your honor," replied tbe accused. "Is that true?" asked the judge, turn ing to the man with the musscd-up face. "Sure It's true," said the accuser. "I called him a liar because he Is one, and I can prove It." "What have you to say to that?" asked the Judge of the defendant. "It's got nothing to do with the case, your honor," was the unexpected re ply. "Even if I am a liar 1 guess I've got a right to bo sensitive about it, ain't I?" She Didn't Smile. The young woman bad speflt a busy day. She had browbeaten 14 salespeople, bullyragged a floorwalker, argued vic toriously with a milliner, laid down tho law to a modiste, nipped in the bud a taxi chauffeur's attempt to overcharge her, mado a street car conductor stop the car In the middle of a block for ber, discharged her maid and engaged another, and otherwise refused to al low herself to be Imposed upon. Yet she did not smllo that night when a young man begged: "tet me be your protector through life!" Philadelphia Public Ledger. Thrashing Them Out. Mrs, Boardman Harrlman said at a mother's mooting In Brooklyn: T am opposed to parental cruelty Childhood's spirit should not be crushed. But I am opposed to child spoiling, too. "In short, I believe that, if a son begins to sow wild oats, bla parents should begin thrashing." Her Reply. 'We started housekeeping on fifteen dollars oB week." "If you were to try that now, ma. you and pa would starve to death be fore your bonevmoon was over." 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