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Northrop & Lyman Co.,Inc.,Buftalo,N.Y, (EE REMEDY Hundreds | wrapped | BARE 1 Le Si) -~ wW.NU SERVICE CHAPTER XI—Continued Di We spent two days with these peo- { ple, recuperating in preparation for the stern task ahead of us. After parting with them we continued in | leisurely fashion eastward, keeping well to the north of the Great Trail of the Long House and avoiding as much contact with the Onon- dagas, Oneidas and Mohawks whose | countries we traversed. Some ten | days after leaving Oswego we found the verge of that un- trackéd domain which was roamed by | the Keepers of the Doom Trail. In order to assure that our depar- ture would be free from the observa- tion of spies we left our last camp after dark and in two parties, Ta-wan- | ne-ars and myself going in one direc- tion and Peter in another. | Our meeting place was a grove on | the bank of a creek, one of the tribu- taries of the Mohawk. We reached it | without observation, and lay in con- cealment most of the day, starting again in the late afternoon and moving warily through the forest, following no particular course, but addressing as possible | ourselves on all evidence of our passage. We discovered nothing, and the next | day and many others went by with no better luck. Our provisions were ex- hausted, and we were compelled to live from hand to mouth upon such | game as Ta-wan-ne-ars could snare or | kill with his tomahawk—and certes he | was wondrous proficient in both arts. | But we kept on, bearing always east- ward and quartering the. country in every direction. In the very midst of this deserted wilderness we came upon what we i sought. We had abandoned the head- | waters of the Mohawk and were fol- lowing one of its middle branches, a shallow stream with pebbly, shelving banks, wading close inshore so as not ! to disturb the close-growing shrubbery. We all saw it simultaneously—a tat- ‘tered, weather-stained fragment of canvas, caught on a snag in the cur- rent, I fished it out with my musket barrel. “A pack-cofer,” declared Peter im- i mediately. | “And safely identified,” I added, put- | ting my finger on an unmistakable | thistle in green paint with three-quar- ters of a letter “M” above it. A mile farther on Ta-wan-ne-ars ex- claimed and pointed upward to the trunk of a tall elm. Partly shaded by the foliage of the lower boughs a deep blaze was revealed in the bark. | We waded ashore and investigated. The underbrush was as thick as else- where, but presently Peter gave a heave with his bull-like shoulders and a whole section of growths, which had been laced together with vines on a backing of boughs, lifted gate-fashion. Beyond stretched a navsrow elley, whose carpet of grass showed it to be seldom traveled. “If this be not the Doom Trail ’tis worth a look none the less,” 1 whis- pered. Peter nodded, and slipped through | the opening. I followed him, and Ta- wan-ne-ars brought up the rear. Here in this hidden path the forest noises became remote. Even the birds ceased to twitter overhead, and the slightest stirring of the treetops made us drop to earth in expectancy of at- tack. Yet when the attack came we were taken completely by surprise. We were all of us alert, but the first warning that we were under observa- tion was a green-feathered arrow which sang between Peter and me and buried its head in the ground. “Don’dt fire, whatefer you do,” mut- tered Peter as he threw himself be- hind the nearest trunk. Ta-wan-ne-ars and I copied his ex- ample. 1 found myself on the right of the three. The others had selected standing trunks. I had chosen, per- furce, a fallen giant which some forest wind had overthrown. I crawled along the trunk into the tangle, of roots, and from there gained a clump of bushes | growing about the hole from which it ! had been torn. | The green-feathered arrow had | teased quivering and I fdly followed | the angle of its inclination. My eyes | traveled forward—and focused rpon a hideous painted face which peered | from a screen of sumac. The watcher motioned behind him, and a second painted visage glided to his side. Ta-wan-ne-ars, seeking to draw their fire, thrust out the end of his scalp-lock, and the first watcher in- stantly drew bow and sent an arrow that grazed the trunk. . Nothing happened for a while. The Keepers waited, and Ta-wan-ne-ars and Peter remained under cover. 1 gurveyed the situation. Krom the hole In which I lay a depression of the ground ran eastward past the lalr of the Cahnuagas in the sumac clump. { i started to crawl up it, dragging my ' musket after me, but before 1 had gone & dozen feet J wus obliged to ra ki AR ourselves rather to the effacement of” | N oM by ARTHUR D. HOWDEN SMITH AUTHOR of PORTO BELLO GQLD ETC. TRAIL COPYRIGHT BY BRENTANO'S abandon the gun In order to insure that my progress should be silent. When I was parallel with the sumac clump. I sought shelter under a patch of wild blackberry bushes. Cautiously parting my screen—which was ex- ceedingly thorny and painful—I was able to view the Keepers from the! rear. They were ensconced in what was evidently a permanent sentry post. Beyond the sumacs was a low bark hut masked with boughs. At their feet were muskets. The bows they held were employed for the pur- pose ot adding mystery to their at- tack. I worked myself a little more in the rear of their position, then rose quiet- ly and drew knife and tomahawk. I was an amateur at casting the ax, but this was no time for hesitation. 1 flung it with all my might, and yelled the dearést approach I could compass lo the war-whoop. The tomahawk struck one of the Keepers with the flat of its blade, fell- ing him. The other savage turned quickly and kosed his arrow at me, niming wide in his confusion. He stooped for his musket, but I was on him with my knife and he was forced to leap back and meet me on even terms. Ta-wan-ne-ars and Peter came running between the trees, whooping encouragement, They arrived in the nick of time, for the Cahnuaga 1 had tried to toma- hawk was on his feet, ready to shoot me as I dodged the knifeblade of his re = The Seneca brained this man with the butt of his gun, and Peter methodically tripped my adversary and helped me pinion him. Ta-wan-ne-ars paused long enough to remove what was left of the scalp of his victim, then crossed to us and set his bloody knife te the throat of the survivor. “Is it to be torture or a quick death, Cahnuaga dog!” he demanded. The red eyes of the Keeper glared at him. “Death,” the man spat, and mate. strove to gnaw at the hands which held him. “Then speak truly. Who travels Doom Trail today?” ‘Nobody. We watch always.’ Ta-wan-ne-ars pricked him slightly. “You watch always,” assented” the Seneca. “Yes. And who comes?” A shout echoed through the forest aisles. The red eyes of the Cahnuaga flared exultantly. His mouth opened. “Yanua-aaaa-aaa-ah—" Ta-wan-ne-ars drove his point home, and the scream ended in an awful bubbling gasp. The shout was repeated. The crashing of branches sounded as some heavy body ran the Doom Trail. “Did you hear that shouted a rough voice, “Yaas, Red, me hear him. He bery much like feller feel someting he not like.” ’ along screech?” DEL XNX SX An American woman, visiting Tur- key with her three daughters, en- gaged an old Turk in conversation. Turk was a h- It developed that the broker in wives, and the woman, Vv ing to have some fun with him, asked, “At what value would you place my eldest daughter, supposing that she were for sale?” The Turk mentioned a sum that was flatteringly high. “And my second daughter?” the mother next still higher price was was fixed, age of course, being the standard. The highest price of all was set for the youngest daughter, a little flapper. “And now,” said the mother, “what price for me?’ The Turk was no diplomat. He promptly inquired. A THE PATTON COURIER Peter nndged me, and \'n-wan-ne-ues seized the bow and quiver of one of the dead Keepers. We crouched be side the bodies behind the sumac screen. My gun was still where 1 had left it in the gully by which I had ap proached the lair of the watchers. In its stead I selected the musket of ths man the Seneca had just knifed. A third voice was raised—in thg Cahnuaga dialect, which was a corrup tion of the Iroquois speech and per fectly understandable to my comrades, “Qua, O Keepers who watch,” shouted the third speaker. “We ac quaint you that we approach. We have with us the Red One and the Black One.” We remained quiet, but Peter pos- sessed himself of the gun of the sec- ond Cahnuaga and placed it where he could reach it as soon as his own piece was discharged. They were approaching trail which forked into the one we had followed from the stream with the pebbly banks. And at this point apparently they came to the junction of the two branches. The Indian who had shouted before repeated his hail, “Them Keepers { Red,” declared Tem. : Maquas (hostile term for come dis way, out o’ hyuh.” “—1! I'm agoin’ turned Bolling. He trotted out of the mouth of the trail into the open space on the brink of the muskrat swamp. “Nobody here,” he called back after a casual around. the Keepers got the lazy dogs have turned in for a sleep. [ll find out later for sure. Now you rustle them packs up, and I'll get the dugout ready.” He dragged a canoe hollowed from a tree trunk from its hiding place in a [ bed of reeds, and produced two pa:l- dles from ihe prostrate trunk of a hollow tree. Jut we pad scant at- tention to him. Our eyes were fast- ened upon the odd emerged from the trail in obedience to his summons. First walked the negro Tom, a huge pack bowing his enormous shoulders. over the done gone away, “Mebbe some Mohawks) t,", re- to find ou look “Guess procession which After the negro, in single file, came eight Cahnuagas, each with a large ga-ne-ko-na-ah, or carried their pack braced on a burden frame. They muskets in their hands. ‘We've got to hurry if we're goin’ ferried the to get everything over swamp tonight,” grumbled Bolling. “Waall, what's bitin’ you?” This question was addressed to a Cahnuagua who, in unslinging his bur- den frame, had chanced to see the ar- row in the ground which the Keepers had shot in their first attempt to bait us. The Cahnuaga pointed silently to the green-feathered shaft. “By —!” swore Bolling with a staft. “D'ye see that, Tom? Something's happened here.” Bolling glanced about him uneasily. “The Keepers gone, that's sure,” he announced. “What most likely happened was some party broke have He chuckled wickedly. “Ain't no blood nor nothin’ around so it ‘pears likely the Keepers got thé jump on ‘enm.” Ta-wan-ne-ars, who had been o€ cupied in extracting arrows from f quiver and setting them in a row be fore him with lightly thrust into the ground. now notched a shaft. he whis- points “Shall we begin, brothers?” shoot Red Jack or der nigger. safe them if we can.” “You can take on the spoke up. “Leave Bolling to me. Peter looked doubtful “He js a kn'fe-fighter,” he commenced to argue; but Ta-wan-ne- ars chose that moment to open his bombardment, and the Dutchman's re- monstrance went for naught. A green arrow streaked across the grove and buried its batbed bone head negro,” 1 goodt and tore at the His companions The man shrieked shaft with his hands. scattered right and left. * But Ta-wan- ne-ars gave them no respite. His shafts filled the air. The green ar- rows drove into the packs, quivered in tree trunks, pierced another unfor- tunate, The Cahnuagas let off a ragged vol- ley which whistled over our heads. his arrows and reached for his musket. We saw two of the Indians collapse. Peter caught up his second musket and he and Ta-wan-ne-ars shot again. Pwas impossible to miss. Jesides Bolling and Tom, only two of the enemy were left, “Knife and the rest,” hatchet for grimly, “Are my said Ta-wan-ne- brothers ready? CONTINUED.) (TO BE “Fat, Fair and Forty’ Not Much in Demand mentioned a price that was equivalent to $1.50 in American money. The mother was furious. Never, she said, had she been so insulted. After be- rating the Turk, she walked haughtily away, leaving the marriage bpueer speechless, and probably wondering what on earth he had done to annoy her. last From Kansas New York city people are the most conceited and most ignorant people in the world. They think they know ev- erything because they know the en- trances to the subways.—Atchisoy Globe after somebody—or else | Ta-wan-ne-ars discharged the last of ! The Keepers chase ‘em | | class, as here pictured. | skirt, but it in here, and the Keepers chased 'em.” | FUR TOUCHES FOR SATIN COATS; SMALL HAT OF CROHET VISCA Blick satin registers high in the list of favorite mediums for the spring coat. Its style prestige is ac- claimed in almost every display of ad- vance fashions. Owing to its adapt- ability to summer as well as spripg wear, the coat of black satin may rightly be considered as the best soit of an investment, The new models are wonderfully attractive, embodying, as they do in their styling, all the 1at- est approved ideas of tucking, compli- it's spring time in the realm of millinery, there's no mistaking that fact. There's the dainty little hats of visca straw, for instance, which abound in such plentiful num- ber in the new showings, just to look at thelr adorable colorings brings the Oh, happy conviction of the passing of winter. These cunning visea hats have a way of topping the spring frock and the spring coat to perfection, Their TWO MODISH BLACK SATIN COATS cated seamwork, tier treatments, nov- elty sleeves and the hundred and one other trickeries which so add to their chic. Typical of the mode are two hand- xponents of the black satin The model 1) the left not only stresses the popular tier arrangements of wide folds on the exploits a black and white compose, in that it is collared with white ermine, Its erown- ing virtue is that it is made reversible. Quite a little attention is being direct- ed toward the reversible coat this sea. son, designers playing up to the adage that there should be “two sides to the some story” «f the coat—the one satin, the | other kasha cloth in gray or beige. A trimming of black monkey fur dis- | tinguishes the companion coat in the | picture, pered. “Hold your fire until I run out | of arrows.” “Ja,” agreed Peter. “Budt do not We will | in the chest of one of the Cahnuagas. | which also is of black satin. The novelty collar is topped with a binding of white fur. The use of the crepe side of the fab- ric in advocated by designers. This gives opportunity to effects. Another of interest is embroidery on the reverse is often achieve very clever point sleeves, where black and white stitch- fashionable | tones and tints seem to just naturally tune in with thoughts of sunshine and flowers, likewise with sprightly silk prints and gay crepes and weaves such as the mode features for smart spring apparel. Yes, it's well worth while choosing crocheted visca for the new chapeau. Some of them bespeak ex- quisite simplicity in that their only trimming consists of a band, bow and binding of grosgrain ribbon, such as the center model in this group defines, It is their colorings which differenti- ate them. There isn’t a new spr shade missing in these soft, crush- able beguiling visca hats. Many of the visca straws have rip- ple brims as shown in the first model Notice too, the hand a soft in this picture, somely designed crochet band which trimns this pretty hat. That there is a trend to crochet effects is notice able not only in the hat itself but in the trimming as well. Flowers and motifs of colorful crochet straw adorn many of the ‘last word” French chapeaux. Ribbon fashion as ever, if not more so. much in The cocardes are as GROUP OF EARLY SPRING HATS ery is worked in complement to the white fur on the collar. Quite unique is a touch of embroidery on the satin which backs up the white fur at the It is so positioned on some of the new models that when the collar rolls up at the back even ever so slightly it reveals the embroidery de sign. Many of the satin coats also boast shawl collars of flat fur, especially black and white spotted calfskin and ombre lupin fur. neck. hat at the top to the right hoasts ana intriguing ribbon motif and band. Felt and straw in combinatioa stands for the ultra chic. 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