THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURO, PA. mmi 1 hmtkr 9 RANDALL PARRI5H A Romance of EarlvDavs AAA A A W A Authorof"KelthofthcBordcr,""MyLady SYNOPSIS. Adele la Chesnayno, a hollo of New franco. Is amnnir conspirator lit her un- hoiisif. CuhhIom. tho cnmn:1s.ottj. feds enlisted tier Kni'lrf riie i-t'- ;ii-l nkmiiikL La fallx. D'ArllKnv, S:ille' frtetni, oflcm hm pprvlivs hh cull- to "hm Kin'a pitrty on the joiirn- y to tlie wIIiIit wMt. The unrln inform Al 1" tliat In' betruthed tier to CaKsion u ml furMilM b"r to see D'Aitl.'t!v auatn. In yin'lieo A.li'le vi.tits Ii.r trl-nd, Hlstrr '.'',.ni.'. Iio hrlriKs IVArtlirny to h.T. She fll klin her Htory anil h vows to n If is. hor from the bu renin with Cushion. 1 '.-rtk'-fy liivi-s pmmiHlni; to h"r at th l.tncp. Casslnn escorts Allele to the liall. Wlia mr-rts the K"vt'rnor. I. a li:irn nnd him warn tli rotnn.lssalre into':! K'Artlitny. n'Arlii:iiv'!i tl, k.'t to tin' hall 1ms bi-vn recalled, hut lie trains enlranrp hv the window. Allele In'onns lilm ot the cvernor's words to I'lit-lun. .- La Barre and Cassion, enemies J of Adele and haters of her pro- f tector, Rene d'Artigny, visit a l frightful tragedy on this brave j little girl one which marks her for life all unbeknownst to Rene. How she meets the great sorrow, with what courage she faces a future that looks forever dark, is described with keen t sympathy In this installment. CHAPTER V. Continued. (Adele, hiding In a dark room with O'Artlgny, is caught eavesdropping on ihe governor as he conspires with ras cals to steal her heritage and is brought Into the open. He questions r.) l tlo not know, monsieur." "Who was here when you came In?" '"No one, monsieur; the room was ?ttipty." "Then yotl hid then', nnd overheard e conversation between Colonel lel tuarJ and myself?" 'Yes, monsieur." I confessed, feel- my limbs tremble. "And also all that lias passed since Monsieur Cassioti entered':" "Yes. monsieur." He drew a deep brentli, striking liis wild on tlie desl;. as tlioti;;!) be would rontrol bl.s nner. "Were you alone? Had you a com pinion?" I know not how I managed It. yet I raised my eyes to li!s. simulaiia a 'irprle I was far from feeling. "Alone, monsieur? I am Adele la C'liPsnayiip; If you doubt. t!ie way of discovery id opeu wl'bout word from ne." Ids suspicious, doubting eyes never tt'ft my face, and there was sneer in Ills voice us lie answered. "I'.ali! I nm not In love to be played 'ltli by a witch, renlrmce 'tis not fiisy for you to lie. Well, we will see. look within the alcove, Citssloii." The comniissalre was there even be fjre the words of command were ut tered, and my heart seemed to slop Ix-atinc as his heavy hand tore aside the drapery. I leaned on the desk, bracing myself, expecllni; a blow, a triiKKlo; but all was silent. Cassion, hraced, and expectant, peered Into the oliadows. evidently perceiving noihitiK; then stepped within, only to Instantly renpvear, his expression that of dis- p:oiutinent. "No one Is there, monsieur," he re ported, "but the window Is open." "And not a dangerous leap to the court below," returned I. a llarre flioiiuhtftilly. "So far you win, made moiselle. Now will vmi answer me V ' . fH ; ' 'S- -A 'li The Door Opened and a Lean Priest in Black Robe Entered, i were you a'...ne there ten n.inures ago?" "It Is useless for me to reply, tnon fcleur," I answered with dignity, "as ft will la uo way change your deci sion." "You have courage, at lent." "The Inheritance of my race, mon sieur:" "Well, we'll test It then, but not In the form you anticipate." He smiled, hut not pleasantly, and resumed his seat at the desk. "I propose closing your mouth, mademoiselle and placing you beyond temptation. Monsieur Cus nion, have the lleuteiiaut at the door etiter." A though in n dnze I saw Cassion open the door, speak a sharp word to one without and return, followed by ; ,'uliig o'tlcer, who glanced enviously lit,, .le even as he saluted La n i it 1. I i I I I I ' "tl 1 1 I i f 1 1 T ' II J I r i tl' I H : I1 v i Hi If V V Harre, and stood silently awiiltlnj? his orders. The latter remained a mo ment motionless, his lips llrni set. "Where Is Father I.e Guard?" "In the chapel, monsieur; he passed me a moment iipv" "Cood; Inform tltexppre that I desire his presence at once. Wait! know you the fur trader, Hu-o Ohovct?" "I have seen the man, monsieur a biff fellow, with a Hilary head." "Ay, as savage us the Indian he has lived among. He Is to be found at I'clair's wine shop In the Hue St. I.ouis. Have your sentries bring him here to me. Attend to both these mat ters." "Yes. monsieur." I.a Rarre's eyes turned from the dis appearing figure of the otlicer, rested a moment on my face, and then Niulled yriaily as he fron'cd Cassion. He seemed well pleased with himself, and (o have recovered bis good humor. "A delightful surprise for you, Mon sieur Cassion," he said genially, "and let us hope no less a pleasure for the fair lady. Iio seated, mademoiselle. Your marriage Is to take place to night." "This affair Is no longer one of af fection; It has become the king's busi ness, a matter of state. I decide It Is best for yon to leave Quebec; ay! and New Trance, mademoiselle. There Is but one choice, imprisonment here, or exile into the wilderness." He leaned forward staring Into my face with his tierce, threatening eyes. "I feel it bet ter that you go as Monsieur Casslou's wife, and under his protection. I de cree that so you shall go." "Alone with wit h Monsieur Cas sion?" "One of his party. 'T!3 my order also that Hugo Chevet be of fie com pany. Perchance a year In the wilderness-may be of benefit to him, anil he might be of value In watching over young P'Artigtiy." Never have I felt more helpless. more utterly nlono I Liien- nil be meant, but mv mind grasped no wav : vi-rni'iir. and you a. so. Francois Cas nf escape. His face leered at me as ' l,m' ,!y rl,e of ,'lnlr''11 V,)U vM through a mist, vet as t glanced aside ' wif''' but tll!lt ls -v",lr 0I,I' '1:,l,n- 1 at Cassion It o'niv bronght home to j kmnv '"'" Iaw- UI"1 ,ll!,t ,1,ls v me a more complete dejection. The i "h'n-v ,,!,s s,',,,''1 "i"- 1 " J"0"1" man was glad glad! He had no con- j science, no shame. To appeal to him would be waste of breath-a deeper j , 4lr 1 ' """""'"r ''". humiliation. Suddenly I felt cold. hard. ' vou (1:,r', so n,avU " n "K,,r 00 reckless; av! thev had the power to I mo' 1 wlil ki" J'011 ns 1 w"uI'1 n 8,mkl force me tlmm-h the nnlmir eere.nnov 1 k""w nhnt 1 s;,r. '"';,1 Vou I was only u helpless girl ;'but beyond I that I would laugh at them; and Cas sion If he dared The door opened, and n lean priest In long black robe entered noiselessly, bending his shawu bead to I.a Harre, as his crafty eyes swiftly swept our faces. "Monsieur desired my presence?-' "Yes, Fere le Guard, a mission of happiness. There are two here to be oi 1 In matrimony bv bonds of Holy hurch. 'Ye but wait the coming of the lady's guardian." I The pere must have Interpreted the "So. he exclaimed, "we have un expression of my face. j chained a tiger cat. Well, all this Is "Tis regular, monsieur?" he asked. I naught to me; and Francois. I leave "Hy order of the king." returned I.a ! 'ou "1" w ilderness to do the tam liarre sternly. "Reyond that It Is not j ,n 'tis already you necessary tuaf you inipiir". Ah! Moil- sleiir Chevet; they found you then? I u'v P:,rty without resistance, ma have a pleasant surprise for yon. "Ms ' d ime?" hereby ordered that vmi nccomnanv I "A ''ll there, as here," I nuswered Commlssalre Cassion to the Illinois : country as interpreter, to be tiaid from my private fund." Chevet stared Into the governor's dark face, scarce able to comprehend. ! his brain dazed from heavy drinking, j for his face darkened. "The Illinois country! I Hugo Che-J "Hy St. Anne! 'tis a happy family vet? 'Tis some juke, monsieur?" lamM which you start your honey "Nonc at nil, as you will discover j moon, Monsieur Cassion," he eiacti-iu-e-enfiy, my man. I do not jest on ' lated at length, "but go you must, tl e king's service." j though I send a tile of soldiers with "Hut my land, monsieur; icy nle. i ?" , you to the boats. Now leave me, and I.a Harre permitted himself a laugh, i I would hear no more until word "Hah! let the land lie fallow; 'luill , comes of your arrival at St. I.ouis." cost Hitle while you draw a wage, ami j We left the room together, the three as for mademoiselle, 'tis that you may I of us, and no one spoke, as we trav accompany her I make choice. Stand j ersed the great as.sen.bly hall, In which back; you have your orders, and now j dancers still lingered, and gained the I'll siow you good reason." He stood ) outer hall. Cassioti secured my cloak, up and placed his baud on Cession's arm. "Now, my dear Francois, If you will join the lady." CHAPTER VI. The Wife of Francois Cassion. It Is vague, all that transpired. I knew then, and recall now, much of the scene, yet It returns to memory more In a passing picture than an ac tual reality lu which I was an actor. Hut one clear impression dominated my brain my helplessness to resist the command of I.a Harre. His word was law in the colony, and from It Ihete was no appeal, save to the king, Through swimming mist I saw his ! face, stern, dark, threatening, and then glimpsed Cassion approaching me, a smile curling his thin lips. I wirank back from him, yet arose to my feet, trembling so that I clung to the chair to keep -reet. "Io not touch me, monsieur," I snld in a voice which scarcely sounded like my own. Cassion stood still, the smile of triumph leaving his face. La Harre turned, his eyes cold and hard. "What Is this, mademoiselle? You would dare disobey me?" I caught my breath, gripping the chair with both hands. "No, Monsieur le Governor," I an swered, surprised at the clearness with which I spoke. "That would he use less; you have behind you the power of Fran-e, and I am a mere girl. Nor do I appeal, for I know well the cause of your decision. It Is Indeed my priv ilege to appeal to Holy church for pro tection from this outrage, but not through such representative as I see here." "Per le Guard Is chaplain of my household." "And servant to your will, monsieur, "i'ls known In nil New FraDce lie Is more diplomat than priest. Nay! I take back my word, and will make trial of his priesthood. Father, 1 do not love this mnn, nor marry blm of my own freo will. I appeal to you, to the church, to refuse the sanction.1 The priest stood with lingers Inter locked, and head bowed, nor did bis eyes meet mine. "I am but the bumble Instrument of those In authority, daughter," he re plied gently, "and must perform the sacred duties of my office. 'TIs our own confession that your hand has been pledged to Monsieur Cassion." "Ry Hugo Chevet, not myself." "Knough of this," broke In I.a Barre sternly, and he gripped my arm. "The girl hath lost her head, and such con troversy Is unseemly lu my presence. IVro le Guard, let the ceremony pro ceed." '"TIs your order, monsieur?" "Ay! do I not speak my will plainly enough? Come, tlie hour Is late, and our king's business Is of more Import than the whim of n girl." I never moved, never lifted my eyes, I was conscious of nothing, but help less, Impotent linger, of voiceless shame. They might force me to go through the form, but never would they make me the wife of this man. My heart throbbed with rebellion, my mind hardened into revolt. I knew ull that occurred, realized the slgulllcance of every word and net, yet It was as If they appertained to someone else. 1 felt the clammy touch of Cassion' hand on my nerveless lingers, anil I must have answered the Interrogator ies of the priest, for his voice droned on, meaningless to the end. It was only In the silence which fallowed that I seemed to regain consciousness, and a new grip on my numbed faculties. Indeed I was still groping In the fog. bewildered, Inert, when I.a Harre gave utterance to a coarse laugh. "Congratulations, Francois." he cried. "A fair wife, nml not so un willing after all. And now your first kiss." The sneer of these words was like a slap In the face, and nil the hat red, and Indignation I felt seethed to the surface. A heavy paper knife lay on tlie desk, and I gripped It In my lingers, ami stepped back, facing them. The mist seemed to roll away, and I saw their faces, and there must have been that In mine to startle them, for even I.a Rarre gave back a step, and the grlu faded from the thlu lips of the couunlssaii'e. ""lis ended then," I said, nml my voice did not falter. "I am this man's wife. Very well, you have had "jour way! now I will have mine. Listen to what I shall sav, Monsieur le lion- captive, nothing more; you can rob me now but, mark you! all that you will U1,! Try k' '"''r. " '' doubt how my race repays Insult I will go with you; I will bear your name; this the law compels, but I am still mistress of my soul, ami of my body. You hear me, messieurs? You understand?" Cassion stood leaning forward, just where my first words had held lilm motionless. As I paused his eyes were on my face, and he lifted n baud to w'l' ""'"v lln,Ps or perspiration. La v-'rro ''"""I'lcd the paper he held !i!'v'l,,y- w,'rp '" 10,1 agree to accompany contemptuously. "And you, Hugo Chevet?" The giant growled something Inar ticulate through his beard, not alto- gether, I thought, to I.a Harre' liking. :ind I wrapped It about my shoulders, for the tilght air without was already chill, and then, yet in unbroken si lence, we passed down the steps into the darkness of the street. I walked beside Chevet, who was growling to himself, scarce sober enough to clearly realize what had occurred, and so we followed the commlssaire down the step path which led to the river. Vaguely I comprehended that I was no longer Adele la Chesnayne, but the wife of that man I followed. A word, a muttered prayer, no uplifted hand, had made me his slave, his vassal. Nothing could brsak the bond between us save death. I might hale, despise. revile, but the bond held. This thought grew clearer ns my mind readjusted itself, and the full horror of the situa tion took possession of me. Yet there was nothing I could do; I could neither escape nor light, nor had I a friend to whom I could appeal. Suddenly I realized that I still gresped in my hand the heavy paper knife I had snatched up frnm I.a Havre's desk, and t thrust It into the waistband of my skirt. It was my only weapon of de fense, yet to know 1 had even that seemed to bring me a glow of courage. We readied the river's edge and halted. Helow us, on the bank, tlie blazing fire emitted a red gleam re flecting on the water, and showing us the dark outlines of waiting canoes, and seated figures. Gazing about Cas sion broke the silence, his voice as suming the harshness of authority. "Three canoes! Where Is the otber? Uuh! If there be delay now. someone will make answer to uie. Fuss the word for the sergeant; ah! Is this yofo, Le Clnlrer "All Is prepared, monsieur." lie glared at the stocky figure front ing lilm lu Infantry uniform. "Prepared! You have but three boats at the hank." "The other is below, monsieur; It is londed and waits to tend tlie way." "Ah! and who Is in charge?" "Was it not your will that It be the guide the Sieur d'Artigny?" "Sncrel but I had forgotten the fel low. Ay! 'tis the best place for blm. And are all provisions and arms n board 7 You checked them, Le Claire?" "With enre, monsieur; I watched the stowing of each piece; there Is noth ing forgotten." I found myself in one of the canoes, so filled with men nny movement was almost Impossible, yet of this I did not complain, for my Uncle Chevet was next to me, nml Cassion took plnce at the steering onr in the stern. To be separated from him was all I 'Try It, Monsieur, If You Doubt How My Race Repays Insult." asked. He had won! he had used his power to conquer! Very well, now lie would pay the price. Ho thought me a helpless girl; he would And Die a woman, and a La Chesnayne. The tears left my eyes, nnd my head lifted, as purpose and decision returned. We were skirting the northern bank. the high bluffs blotting out the stars, with hero nnd there, far up nbovc us, a light gleaming from some distant window, Its rays rellectlii!; along the black water. The Indian paddlerg worked silently, driving the sharp prow of the heavily laden canoe stead ily up stream. Farther out to the left was the dim outline of another boat. keeping pace with ours, the moving figures of the paddlers revealed against the water beyond. As the sun forced Its way through an obscuring cloud, the mist rose slowly and drifted aside, giving me glimpse of the canoe In advance, al though It remained Indistinct, a vague speck In the waste of water. I sat motionless, gazing about at the scene, yet vaguely comprehending the nature of our surroundings. My mlud re viewed the strange events of the past night, and endeavored to adjust Itself to my new environment. Almost In an Instant of time my life had utterly hanged I had been married and ex iled; wedded to a man whom I de spised, and forced to accompany blm Into the unknown wilderness. It was like a dream, a delirium of fever, nnd even yet I could not seem to compre hend its dread reality. Hut the speed Ing canoes, the strange faces, the oc casional sound of Casslon's voice, the slumbering figure of Chevet was evi dence of truth not to be Ignored, and ahead yonder, a mere outline, was the boat which contained I'Artlgny. What would he say. or do, when he' learned tlie truth? Would he care greatly? Had I read rightly the message of his eyes.' (. ould I have trust, nnd confi dence In his loyalty? Would he ae- ept my explanation! or would lie con demn nie for this act iu which I was In no wise to blame? Mother of God! It came to me that It was not so much Monsieur Cassion I feared, ns the Sleur d'Artigny. What would be his verdict? My heart seemed to stop Its icating, ami tears dimmed my eves. is t gazed across the water at that distant canoe. I knew then that all my coinage, all my hope, centered on hl.s decision the decision of the man I loved. CHAPTER VII. The Two Men Meet. I could not have slept, although I must have lost consciousness of our FLICKER IS AN ANT EATER Unlike Its Woodpecker Cousin the Bird Spends Much Time en the Ground, , The flicker is America's most impor tant ant eator. It has an appetite for these little creatures that is almost be yond understanding. United States scientists examined tho ntotnnch pf ono bird and found moro than five thousand ants. The stomachs of two others contained more than three thousand each. It Is the cr.!y member of the wood pecker family which Bpends much timo on the ground. It may bo that Its appetite fur nuts has compelled It to forsake tho trees, and the diet of boring Insects which Its relatives en Joy. At any rute, you'll sto it quite often scooting along, highways or hop ping over lawns. Yes, It is here now, and If Its appe tlto ls normal this year, its family probably bus consumed several mil lions of ants by this time. You'll know it by its mottled brown and black body, the red patch on its' head und the black crescent at Its throat If you need any other identification, watch It when it files, and see the white patch beneath Its tall feathers. Perh Bps you would like It to spend the summer with you. An Invitation In the form of bird box, with au surroundings, for I was aroused by Casslon's voice shouting some com ninnd, and became aware Unit we were making landing on the river bunk. The sun was two hours high aud the spot selected a low grass covered point, shaded by trees. Che vet had awakened, sobered hy his nap, and the advance canoe bad already been drawn up on the shore, the few soldiers it contained busily engaged In starting fires with which to cook our morning meal. I perceived D'Artigny with my first glance, 'standing erect on tlie bnub his back toward us, directing tlie men In their work. As we shot forward toward the lauding be turned Indif ferently, and I marked the sudden straightening of bis body, as though in surprise, although the distance cave me no clear vision of his face. As our canoe came Into the shallows he sprang down the bnnk to greet us, hat In hand, his eyes on me. My own glance fell before the eagerness In his face, aud I turned nwny. "Ah! Monsieur Ciisslon." he ex claimed, the very sound of his voice evidencing delight. "You have guests on the Journey; 'tis unexpected." Cassion stepped over the side nnd fronted lilm, no longer n hinlling gal lant of the court, but brutal In au thority. "And .ftat Is that to you, may I ask, Sleur d'Artigny?" ho said coldly contemptuous. "You aro but our guide, and it Is no concern of yours who may compose the company. 'Twill be well for you to remember your place, nnd at I end to your duties. Go, now, and see that the men have breakfast served." There was a moment of silence, nnd I did not ven venture to glance up to perceive what occurred, nllhoiigh I felt that D'Artlgny's eyes shifted their In quiry from Casslon's face to mine. There must be no quarrel now. not until he knew the truth, not until I had opportunity to explain, and yet he was a firebrand, and It would lie like Iii in to resent such words. IIow relieved I felt as his volco made Until answer. "Pardon, Monsieur le Cnnimlssnlre.' he said, pleasantly enough. "It Is true I forgot my place in this moment of surprise. I obey your orders." I looked up as he turned away and disappeared. Cassion stared nfter htm, smothered an oath, and evidently dis appointed at ho tame an ending of the affair, for It was his nature to bluster nnd boast. Yet as his lips changed to a grin, I knew of what the man was thinking he had mistaken Il'Arll gny's actions for cowardice, and felt r.sstired now of how lie would deal with him. He turned to the canoe, a new conception of Importance lu the sharp tone of his volco. "Come ashore, men; ay! draw the boat higher on the sand. Now, Mon sieur Chevet, assist your niece for ward to where I can help her to land with dry feet permit me, Allele." "It Is not necessary, monsieur." I replied, avoiding his hand nnd leap ing lightly to the firm snnd. "You have forced me Into marriage; the law holds me ns your wife. I know not how 1 may escape that fale. or avoid accom panying you. So far I submit, but no further. I do not love you; I do not even feel friendship toward you. Let me pass." lie grasped my arm. turning me about until I faced htm, his eyes glar ing Into mine. "Not until I speak," he replied threateningly. "Io not mistake my temper, or imagine me blind. I know what has r-o suddenly changed you It Is that gay, simpering fool yonder. Hut he careful havP far you go. I um your husband, nnd In authority here." I released my arm, but did not move. My only feeling toward him at that moment was one of disgust, defiance. The threat iu his eyes, the cool Inso lence of his fpeech, set my blood on fire. "Monsieur," I said coldly, although every nerve of my body throbbed, "you may know girls, but you deal now with a woman. Your speech, your Insinuation Is .Insult. I disliked you U'fore; now I despise you, yet I will ay tills in answer to what you have Intimated Monsieur d'Artigny Is noth ing to me, save that he hath shown himself friend. You wrong lilm, even ns you wrong me. In thinking other wise, and whatever the cause of mis understanding between us, there Is no excuse for you to pick quarrel with blm." 1 Will the Jesuit, Uncle Che vet and D'Artigny counterplot against Ca&sion and his iniqui tous feilows to free Adele pro vided she has the opportunity to tell them what she has learned before it is too late to thwart Governor La Barre's scheme? (TO BK CONTIM'KD.) opening big enough to admit the bird and room enough insltlo for one of Its breadth Is almost certain to he accepted. Police Deadline. Tho police "deadline" in New York city, the especially guurdod section which includes the financial district, covers the territory of Manhattan is land below Fulton street. Tho origi nal use of the word "deadline'' was to designate a line drawn around the In side or outside of a military prison, which no prisoner could cross without Incurring the penalty of being imme diately shot down. The word was es pecially usod In the Civil wur of open air inclosurcs or prisoners' stockades. Effective Silencing Device. Tho sound dofloctor installed by the bureau of lighthouses at the Ruffalo light station, to lesson the distract ing noise spreading from tho fog siren hack over the city, Is a Riuicer shaped plate ot (steel, 14 feet in dlnmetur. This shield Is given a vibration re ducing lining of asbestos board on the face toward the lake. A apaco of four Inches between the steel and asbestos is filled with mineral wool, corrosion ot the steel by the sulphur Impurity of tha wool having been guarded against by suitable treatment. This silencing device has cut off much of the ujidealrod sound. TRUE AT THE LAST Wolf-Dog Deserted Master, But Still Loved Him. Answered "Call of His Fathers," Though He Proved Loyal When Loyalty Meant Death by the Fangs of His Pack. lie Juul heen culled Wolf since pnp pyhood. He stood nearly forty Inches, with a small rugged, rail-like body, and unusually long legs flmt ended In great, soft, padlike feet, .lack Stern, Steve WoiineH's partner, used to say that the dog could not turn round In their "two-by four" cabin without knocking over the table nnd chairs and seriously endangering the stove und other furni ture. ' fine evening, us Steve and .luck sut playing n gaino of cribbiige In their ninger cabin, u wolf bowled lugubri ously from Ihc mountain side. After a liniment ciiine the answer; then an other caught up the cull, nml another until the lonesome wall eclnu'd frftin mountain top to mountain top. Suddenly. there came ti howl, nearer und more tlecp-thronted. Stern opened the door. "Conic here, Steve!" he snld, nnd the ranger stepped to his side. On n small, treeless mound, not fur from the cabin, sat Wolf, lie was equalling on Ills haunches, with his nose pointed toward the i-ky, while from his throat cimie u cry quite un like his usual howl. "It's the call of his fathers. Sieve," said .lack. "Some day you'll have no dog; he'll be gone with the puck." Steve laughed lit the Idea, lie hnd brought Wolf, an uwkwiird, bench-legged puppy, out to the ranger cabin lu a suck; Ihc dog had always been faith ful nml contented with his lot. P.ut ono morning in the spring Wolf whs missing. At lirst Steve clung to the hope that Wolf would return when the "running" season was over. lie had heard of dogs doing that. Hut spring merged into summer, und summer into full, yet the dog did not come hack. Then I hey began to hear that Wolf hnd been seen running ut the lietid of a st mi 1 1 hnnd of wolves, although thev never found n until who hud actually seen him. About Clirlsiuuis time, when the snow was deeper than for many win ters past, prowling hands of wolves be gan to come iloun near the cnnip. One day Sieve found that a largo bull i Ik had been killed' within n ml In of camp. Signs of the struggle were to be seen for a hundred yards round. Near the scattered hones of the elk were the disembowled remains of two wolves. A Utile farther along a young cow elk had fallen beneath the fangs f the mountain luuidits. And ut each kill Sieve found n largo track, twice the size of that uiiide by u common wolf. .When the snow hud crusted so that if would bear up the weight of n man. Sieve threw his ritle ucross his arm and walked over to (he breaks of the (Jninilo Hoiide. He was Hearing the broken lands when the sound of a run ning pack came to his ears. A moment later a small band of wolves, perhaps; fifteen In number, burs? from tho tim ber, running toward him. And ut their head ran Wolf. The ranger forgot his danger. Ho cried. "Wolf, don't you know me?" The sound of Ills voice brought tho great dog to a standstill, and the pack stopped with lil in. Nose In the nlr. sides miniver, he stood a moment: then, wlih a low buy of recognition, he sprung toward his one-time muster. The pack, evidently mistaking their leader's Intention, likewise rushed at Steve. And the next Instant, with bis gun clubbed, he was In the midst of a snarling, snapping mass of fiimine cra.ed wolves. When Jack arrived on the scene he found Steve sitting In the snow, with tlie shaggy head of Wolf pillowed in his lap. Around him, with their innngy ptdts torn and bloody, lay half a down fiend wolves. I he rangers clothing was torn to shreds und one arm mid leg were tl muss of cuts and gushes; but there were tears In his eves. "lie fought for mo, Jack," he said. pressing the stiffening litis over tho glazed eyes of the (lend bound. "He gave his life for me. How he fought! And against Ids own blood, too. Yon der lies one of Ids own nuns, win shouldn't 1 love hlin?" Youth's Com panion, Pockets. The Amiable Imbecile who Is nlwnvs springing something on the unwary has n new one. He rushes up to you and cackles: "How many pockets you got? Answer quick." You answer. 'six," or "seventeen." according to your conservative or radical Imnnlsos. The Amiable Imbecile grins broadly and tells you to "count 'em." Tou count them nnd fiud that you have missed It by anywhere from two to ten, lr you lire wearing a three-piece suit. The Amiable Imbecile says he knew you couldn't tell how many pock ets you had, and goes away and tries It on someone else. The mlud of man does not seem equal to the tusk i.f computing man's pockets on short no tice, iw is stampeded hy un abrupt Inquiry on the subject und makes the most outlandish estimates. A woman Is different a married woman, nny way. lf you really want to know how many pockets a man has, don't bother with him. As't his wife. What, Indeed! It was n very serious convercnilnn that was overheard by a number of passengers of a street car the other night. Two young girls of the "giddy" type were conversing nbont thn muii. hllltles of the Unlled States getting into irounie Willi Mexico. 'Well, I certainlv would linto in una nil (hp American soldiers go down Into Mexico," one girl said. Why?' her companion Inquired. 'Hecnnse. while tho down In Mexico whut would prevent tho Kuropetins from comlnc over her and totting us girls?" Columbus (O.) IHSp.icU, ! i rimiiii- t r.iixwir No bother to get summer meals with these on hand Vienna Style 9 A Sausaze and 7i oltedMwU iVy r " Juit open and serve. JJjr Excellent fof sandwiches, mill on Libhv't l Iftur inter 't. lit by, McNeill & Libby, Chicago NOT SOLD UNOES ANY OTHER NAME Write fur tnm hooklrt "Points In be considers! brfort purchasing a iwng Maihlne." Learn Uie Uu. THE NEW HOME SEWINB MACHINE CO.. ORANQE.MASS. DAISY FLY KILLER m - Ntt, elwa-n, nr. rimntl, oonvfloitrit, dump. 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One Unit pleased hint highly I have honrd often repent, says Mr. Heckles Wlllson, In "The Llfo of Lord Strntheona nml Mount Koynl." A Scot wns once lionstliu; flint Scotch apples were far better than the (.'unndlaii variety. "Kenlly!" exclaimed his friend, "you can't mean thut!" "I do menu It," was tho response; '"but I must' prt.'tneese that for my ii In tnstc I prefer them soor nnd hard." One atnry told of his native town delighted him. althmiKh he professed Incredulity. The superintendent of th Korres Siibhiilh school hnd prepared a list of questions for the Junior chiss: Name the strongest nmn ; the wisest uiiin ; the meekest man. Only on" child, a cynical little elf she was, an swered correctly: Samson, Solomon, Moses. All the others wrote or print ed opposite the queries tho mime of the hero of their hearts Lord Slrath cona. TIxtc might be stronger ami wiser and meeker men, hut the Junior class was not "acipinlntetl wP Vm." Youth's Companion. His Inheritance. 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