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INDEPENDENT OF FATHER.
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Son of julius Krutscl,nilt Working
His Way UD Without s.Pull.''

Chicago, June IA circular issued
& by the superintendent of the Shasta d
vision OF the Southern Pacific road,
discloses that one of the sons of JUL
5ius Kruttschnitt. director of operation
and maintenance OF the Hartman sys-
TEN, is trying to work his way up from
the bottom without the544'i'pull,'' which
might be exerted in his behalf. 1t&an
nounces that L. n. Kruttscnnitt has
been appointed assistant roadmaster OF
the Siskiyou district OF the Shasta
division of the Southern Pacific, with
headquarters at Weed, Cal The cir-3
cnlar was the first intimation the
elder Kruttschnitt had OF his sons APP
pointmcnt. The headquarters referred
to Is a lumber town. in the heart OF
the Sisliyou mountains.
= Tie position which young Kruttsch-
nit, who is a Yale graduate. has ac-
lccpted, is so humble that heretofore
none but track laborers have aspired
to it. His duties will be bossilig Il
gang made up or Greeks, Italians and
possibly Japanse. BY doing this rough
work he hopes to secure q practical
knowledge OF track construction, after
which, 1t is understood. he is going TO
apply for admission to- the students
course OF The Southern Pacific, which
requires AZ months OF strenuous work,
INCLUDING bralSins on a freight.
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CHAPTER John Gale is trad
er at Flambeau, rough outpost OF
civilization in Alaska. His daughter
Necia is a beautiful young girl, gen.
orally believed to be half breed.
daughter of Gale and the Indian
squaw Alluna, with whom he lives.
Some hidden burden weighs continu-
ally on the traders mind, and he
views with apprehension the arrival
of a squad of soldiers at Flambeau.
THAT means the law" he says I'M
easily to Necia, who has become ac-
quainted with and admired by Lieu
tenant Burrell, commander of the
soldiers. lit becomes known that
Napoleon Doret, an honest, faithful
French Canadian employed by Gale,
is deeply in love with Necia. One
Runnion, a dissolute gambler and
bad man." arrives at Flambeau by
steamer and in fight with Burrell
is worsted and forced to leave the
town. On the departing steamers
deck he menacingly says, II will re-
turn to take a hand in the game"
III.-Doret gives Necia handsome
silk gown brought by him from Daw-
son City for her. Arrayed in this,
she meets Lieutenant Burrell, who
falls madly in love with her, and he
wonders if her blood is really faint
ed. Gale reasserts that she is the
Legitimate daughter of himself and
the squaw. IV.-Runion returns with
Ben Stark, a professional gambler
and man killer with plenty of money.
Stark builds a saloon and dance hall
at Flambeau. "No Creek" Lee dis
covers gold in valley some miles
distant, and Necia persuades Burrell
to take her there and locate claim
for her, their trip requiring a day
and a night in the forest. ", vi.
and VII.-Gale, Lee, Runnion and
Stark have gone together to the site
of Lees discovery to locate claims.
They are met by Necia and Burrell
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why she'd married the other man she
couldn't explain herself. except that
II was a woman's whim-I had stayed
away, and he had come the oftener-
part pique and part the mans dare
devil fascination.
"'He's fiend,' she told me. I've
stood all can. He'll make a bad wO-
man of me as sure as he will Of the
little one If stay on here. so have
decided to go and take her with me-
Where? said l.
Wherever you say she answered.
and yet did not understand. not till
saw the look in her eyes. Then as 1t
dawned on me she broke down. for it
was q terrible thing for good woman
to Offer
"Tt's all for the little girlv she cried.
More than her life depends upon it.
We must get her away from him.
"She saw 1t was her only course and
went where her heart was calling"
The lieutenant met the look Of ap-
peal In the traders eyes and nodded
to imply his complete understanding
and approval
1--WE love some women for their
goodness, others we love for their frail-
ness. but there never was one who
combined the two like her. and now
that I knew she loved me I began to
believe again there was God some
where I'd never seen the youngster,
so she led me in where it was sleeping.
and l remember my boots made such
a devil of humping on the floor that
she laid her slim white finger on her
lips and smiled at me. All the fingers
in the world began to choke at my
throat and all the blood in me com
menced to pound at my heart when
looked on that little sleeping kiddie
The tears began to roll out of my eyes.
and because they had been dry for four
years they scalded like melted metal
That was the only time l ever wept
The sight Of her baby did it.
81 love her already | whispered,
and I'll spend my life making her
happy and making lady Of her.
which clinched what wavering doubt
the mother had, and she began to plan
quickly, the fear coming on her of
sudden that our scheme might fail.
was for riding away with both Of them
that night, back through the streets of
Mesa and up into the hills, where I'd
have held them single handed against
man or devil. but she wouldn't hear
Of it,
1--we must go away she said, a
long way from here where the world
won't find US and the little one can
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and a bitter quarrel ensues. Run
MON and Stark conspire to rob Necia
of her claims. Runnion wants the
girl, and Stark finds that Necia has
a strange, unexplainable fascination
for him. His baby daughter had
been stolen years before. BurrelI be-
comes the declared enemy of both
Stark and Runnion. A gun held by
Gale is discharged, the bullet acct
dentally, he claims, narrowly missing
Stark. VIII.-Gale knows Stark to
be an old enemy of his and father
OF Necia, ami Alluna, his sQuaw, says
kill Stark. Take the knife of my
father. To kill is the law" TX, x,
XII, XII. and XIII.-Nevia, believing
herself a half breed, fears she can
not marry Burrell, whom she loves,
as she learns that her tainted blood
will bar her from meeting the people
he naturally associates with, and she
overhears Burrell say he may not
marry her after all. Stark persuades
her to leave Flambeau after he his
covers her to be his daughter. XIV.
Gale tells Burrell of Necia's past
and that Stark has bounded him
from one section of the country to
another and that Stark does not now
recognize him as Gale. XIV. and XVI.
Stark sends Necia away in boat
with a man she later discovers to be
the villain Runnion, and Stark, learn
ing Gales identity, wants Burrell to
arrest him. Stark goes to his own
house and there, meeting Gale, en-
gaes in a fearful duel in the dark
and is nearly killed by the trader.
Doret rescues Necia
from Runnion and leaves the latter
to die a horrible death. XVIII
Father Barnum arrives and marries
Necia and Burrell. XIX.-Doret,
"the man with the big heart" sails
away alone to forget his sorrows in
the wilderness.
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S%@HeO IeeO ~ fOJcOfs AtS@NS "eOtV'
grow to womanhood without knowing.
She must never learn who her father
was or what her mother did. We will
start all over. you and ! and the baby,
and forget. Do you love me well
enough to do itY
Il uttered a cry and took her In my
arms, the arms that had ached for her
all those years. Then kissed her for
the first time"
The old man tried to light his pipe,
which had gone out. but his fingers
shook so that he dropped the match.
"Her plan was for me to take the
youngster away that night and for her
to join us later, because pursuit was
certain. and three could be traced
where one might disappear. She would
follow when the opportunity offered.
/ saw that he had instilled a terror
into her and that she feared him like
death, but as l thought 1t over her
scheme seemed feasible, so / agreed.
was to ride west that hour with the
sleeping babe and conceal myself at a
place we selected. while she would
say that the little one had wandered
away and been lost In the canyon or
anything else to throw Bennett OF.
After time she would join us. Well.
the little girl never walked when
took her in my arms nor when the
mother broke down again and talked
to me like a crazy woman.
Il Travelled hard that night and
snapped horses at daylight. Then,
leaving the wild country behind, came
into q region didn't know and found
q Mexican woman who tended the
child for me. for was close by the
place where Merridy was to come
Every night l went into the village in
hopes that some word had arrived,
and l waited patiently for a week.
Then got the blow. l heard 1t from
the loafers around the little postod1ce
first, but 1t dazed me so l wouldn't
believe it till borrowed the paper
and read the whole story, with the
type dancing and leaping before me-
It took some hours for 1t to seep In
even after that, and for years l re-
called every word Of the Id lie
as II it had been branded on me with
hot irons. They called 1t a shocking
crime. the most brutal murder Cali
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CHAPTER XIV.
"A MYSTERY: is UNRAvELED


W leu ENANT BURRE. l. was con.
siderably taken aback when
~ quarCer Of an hour after the
young lovers ecstatic return to
his quarters Gale knocked at his door,
for the traders visit, coupled with the
late hour and his somber countenance.
forecast new complications.
Hes here to object, but it won't
CO." thought the lieutenant as he made
his visitor welcome
Meade swung his big reading chair
out beneath the hanging lamp and, 60
ing to the sideboard, brought back a
bottle. some glasses and a pouch of
tobacco. Noting the old mans sigh Of
fatigue as he sat himself down heavi-
~, he remarked sympathetically:
'Mr. Gale, you've made long trip
today and you must be tired If this
talk is to be lengthy, why not have a
drink with me now and postpone it un-
til tomorrow
'Tve been tired for eighteen years."
the other replied. Tonight / hope to
get rested"
"Well, let's get at it," the younger
man finally said.
81 suppose you'll want to interrupt
and question me heap, but I'll ask
you to let me tell this story the way
1t comes to me till / get 1t out Like
wise you'll want to know what all
this has to do with you and Necia.
Yes; she told me about you and her,
and that's why I'm here" He paused.
''You really think you love her, do
you?"
BurFsil removed his pipe and gazed
at its coal impersonally.
II love her so well, Mr.. Gale, that
pothing you can say will affect me-.
IL hesitated at first about asking her
to be my wife because-you'n appre-
ciate the unusual-well. her unusual
history. You see. l come from a coun-
try where mixed blood is about the
only thing that can't be lived down or
overlooked, and I've been raised with
notions OF family honor and pride Of
race and birth, and so forth, that
might seem preposterous and absurd
to you. But heap of conceits like
that have been bred into me from
generations back. They run in the
blood Of every old family in my coun-
try, and so. I'm ashamed to say, |
hesitated and tried to reason myself
into giving her up. but I've had my
eyes opened, and l see how little those
things amount to, after all. I'm going
to marry Necia, Mr.. Gale. I'd like to
do 1t the day after tomorrow, Sunday,
but she isn't of age yet. and IL you OBJ
ject we'll have to wait until Novem-
Der, when she turns eighteen. We'd
both like your consent, Of course. I'd
be sorry to marry her without it. But
Ii you refuse we'll be forced to dis
please YOU" He looked up and met
the fathers gaze steadily.
The other mans lips framed faint
smile.
"We'll see. wish to God I'd had
your decision when | was your age.
This story would be different and cas-
Ter to TELL" He waited moment,
then settled to his self appointed task.
.I was mining at the time up in the
mother lode country Of California
which was the frontier then, pretty
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much as this is now. only we had bet
ter things to eat. l was one of the first
men into Il camp named ChandOn-
helped to build it. in fact-and got hold
of some ground that looked real good.
1t WAS hard mining. however, and, be-
ing poor, l was still gripping my drill
and hammer after the town had grown
up.
"A woman came out from the east
Vermont 1t was-and schoOlteaching
was her line of business. only she
hadn't been raised to it, and this was
her first clatter at the game. Her
folks died and left her up against it.
l gathered from what little she told
me-sort Of an old story. l guess, and
usual, too, only for her. She was
plumb unusual"
He seemed to ponder this a moment
and then resumed:
ut don't make any difference to you
how | first saw her and how l began
to forget that anything else in the
world was worth having but her. I'd
lived in the woods all my life, as |
said. and knew more about birds and
bugs and bees than l did about WON
en-. 1 hadn't been broke proper and
didn't know how to act with them, but
laid out to get this girl, and did
fairly well. There's something wild in
every woman that needs to be tanned,
and it isn't like the wildness that runs
in wood critters. You can win that
over by gentleness. but you have to
take 1t away from a woman. Every
live thing that couldn't talk was my
friend, but / made the mistake of
counting my own kind the same way.
not knowing that when two of any
species mate the male must rule.
was too gentle. Even so, | reckon Id
have won out only for another man.
Dan Bennett was his name-the kind
that dumb animals nate. and-weli.
that takes his measure. His range
adjoined mine. and, though I'd never
seen him, / heard stories now and
then-the sort Of tales you can't tall
to q good woman-sO 1t worried me
when l heard of his attentions to this
girl Still, l thought she'd surely find
him out and recognize the kind Of fell
low he was; but. Lord, woman can't
tell a man from dog, and there
wasn't any one to warn her.
This Bennett came from the town
below, where he ran saloon and a
brace game or two; but, being as he
rode into our camp and out again In
the night and as / didn't drink nor
listen to the music Of the little rolling
ball, why, we never met even after he
began coming to Chandon. Under
stand, / wasn't too good for those
amusements. l just didn't happen to
banker after them, for l was living
with the image of the little school
ma lam In my mind, and that destroyed
what bad habits I'd formed.
lit was along In the early spring that
she began to see | had notions about
her, but my ID backwardness
! wouldn't let me speak, and. In addi
ton. was getting closer to ore every
shot at the mine and was holding Off
until | could lay both myself and my
gold mine at her feet and ask her to
take the two Of us, so II one didn't pan
out the other might But 1t seemed
like I'd never get into pay. The closer
IL got the harder / worked, and, of
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so ACRES acres in orchard,
acres in bearing, good varieties.
8 acres alfalfa. House 1890 IT,,
with kitchen and dining room FAX
Is IT. Bath. Water piped in
house. Barn 30x30 It. All for
$1,000. $4,000 cash will handle
it.
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ORCHARD
PROPERTY

80 ACRES-59 acres in timber, of
which 81 acres are under ditch.
5acres in orchard, AZ acres In
bearing; largely Winesap apples
IL acres in alfalfa; acres more
ready for the pillow. Good 4 room
house 24x26, stone foundation,
good cellar. Barn 20x30 It. Pack
ing house. All for $7,100. $4,000
cash will handle.
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BECAUSE Oh Tue CuduSc III u6T. sue
was so thin and worn and sad-sadder
than any woman I'd ever seen. I'd
changed heap myself. Anyhow that
was the first thing she spoke about,
and the tears came into her eyes as
she breathed:
Poor boy! You took it very hard,
didn't your
"'You sent for me- said l. Which
road did he take?
There's nothing you can do she
answered. L sent to make sure that
you still love me-
"'Did you ever doubt it, said I. at
which she began to cry like a woman
who has worn out all emotion.
"'Can you feel the same after what
I've made you suffer- she said, and
reckon she must have read the answer
in my eyes. for never was much good
at talking. and the sight of her, so
changed. had taken the speech out Of
me, leaving nothing but aches and
pains and ashes in its place When she
saw what she wished to know she told
me the story-the whole miserable sto-
U-that I'd heard enough Of to suspect
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er, cease!" I don't know how many
thousands Of Americans go yearly to
Mount Vernon to pay a visit to the re-
pository of dead mans bones, but
the number Is something enormous.
IT George Washington never had
nVed at Mount Vernon, never had Wis
lted there, never had died there, and
had been buried in the antipodes there
would be excuse enough for the visits
to the place of seventy times seven
the number of the pilgrims who 20
yearly down the Potomac to stand on
the towering hill and to look off down
the valley.
1t Is with an utter shame that II
Is confessed that after four years.
residence in Washington one man
American born and with some lurk-
Ing pride OF patriotism in his make
up never until recently went to the
place where the father of his coun.
try and the exponent of the American
school teachers ideal of truth lies
buried.
Mount Vernon Is the ultimate oh.
Ject or the voyage down the Potomac.
There are other objects every paddle
wheel stroke of the way, for the hills
on either side are hills of rare beautv
crowned with trees that saw the rev.
olut1on and that in the fall are wear.
Ing the raiment which belongs to the
kings Of the forest.
On the boat going down there wo.
young German gentleman, who had
married an American wife. He was
much more interested in the beauty
OF the Potomac's banks and in the
history of the country beyond the
banks and in the life history of
George Washington than was sbe
The German asked his American wife
II George Washington was born at
Mount Vernon. She answered thai
ne was; which he wasn't, not bv
many miles. He asked her manv
other questions, to each and evorv
The Appeal., 1909-10-30
THIS QUEEN WORKS
How Paris Chooses a Fete Sov-
ereign Each Year.
Mile. Lucienne Jolly, Hard-Working
Seamstress Was Queen of the
French Capitals Autumn
Feast This Year.

Paris.-Although France is now a
republic for the third time, her peo-
pie still seem to banker after royalty
and their taste runs in the direction
OF queens. They can't have a regular
queen, OF course, so they must be con-
tented with queens of a lower degree,
who are chosen in various trades and
various parts of France with all due
ceremony.
From time immemorial the trades.
people of Paris have celebrated each
carnival by electing queen from
among the work people, whose chief
merit is unusual beauty, the pride of
blrth being quite an unimportant fac
tor
The vegetable women select their
queen, the grocers theirs, the ishmar-
ket makes its choice and so on. Then
these several chosen queens are
brought together for an appointed
committee to pass judgment on them.
The queen receiving the largest num-
Der OF votes is raised to the highest
honor and her title is-Queen of the
Queens. It is a strange fact that for
several years, with one exception, the
fish market has furnished the Queen
of Queens for this joyous fete.
This year the business men of Paris
lnaugurated a Fete d'Automme (au-
tumn feasD, and October 2 and 3
were chosen as the days for the cele.
bration.
A very ceremonious meeting was
held IN the chamber of marriages at
the city hall at which the delegates of
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the various business associations as
sembled a few days ago for the diff
cult undertaking of electing an ephe-
neral sovereign to preside over this
fete. The delegates on arriving at the
hall found Is beauties sitting in state
awaiting the decision of the Judges.
The idle, butterfly type was not repre-
sented, for the young woman who was
to attain the supreme dignity of queen
had to be taken from the ranks of the
business women.
After moments contemplation the
president of the committee, M. Chal-
anson, arose and in carefully selected
words set forth the ideas which first
inspired the business men to bring in
to existence this autumn feast. The
delegates were then asked to vote for
the queen of the fete. The situation
was most embarrassing Gallantry is
proverbial with the Frenchman, and
to his chivalrous mind it was almost
treason to select one to the discredit
of the other candidates. A choice had
to be made, however. Above each
candidate was number and each del.
egate simply wrote the number of his
preference on the slip provided for
him and dropped it into box.
The first count showed that the del.
egates were of divers opinions and no
one of the candidates had majority.
This necessitated another ballot. A
signal was given to the brass band in
attendance, and in twinkling it was
thrilling the assembled people with
one of the most exciting popular airs.
The music gave courage to the timfd
and faltering judges, so that it was
only question of few minutes before
the final vote was cast and counted.
This formality over, M Grandon. mas.
ter OF ceremonies, announced the re.
suit and proclaimed the chosen queen
to be Mile. Lucienne Jolly, queen of
the dressmakers, Juno-like brunette
who had received Al votes, thus ma
king her Queen of the Autumn Feast
Blushing with pleasure and greatly
agitated, the reigning sovereign
thanked the assembly for the honor
conferred on her, and the committee
then escorted her and her II maids of
honor to restaurant, where the cho.
sen one was congratulated demonstra.
lively by her relatives and comnan,
ions.
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sight cells of your brain, tingling the
halrllke nerves on their way there.
When you look at anything blue the
same thing happens, only the nerve
wire to your brain is a different nerve
wire, for different colors tingle diff
ferent nerve wire lines, just like diff
ferent telephones signal central" over
different wires.
The red nerve lines pass through a
part of the brain that contains what
doctors call the cells of hate!
The blue nerve lines go a certain
distance on the red party nerve line
and then switch onto the sight cells
through a part of the brain that con.
tains the cells of love!
So with this in mind you can see
the point made by the French doctor
who says he can stop divorces, cure
family jars, and make happy homes
by changing red furniture and wall pa
per to blue.
For nearly so years the men OF
science have known something about
the colors' effect on the brain of man
The love cells are just below the
hate cells, and as far back as 80 years
ago Prof. Fowler, the eminent reader
of mems heads, called the place on
the head where the love cells are the
bump of Amativeness.
Above this bump of amativeness is
the bump of Hate, which ought to be
less prominent on your head than the
other bump.
Prof. Frederick Starr, a present-day
student of the heads of Indians and
other strange peoples, found that the
bump of hate was larger on an In
dams skull than on a white mans.
He believes that is why an Indian
never forgets grudge.
The possibilities of treatment oj
family jars with colored rays are al
most without limit, they say.
Wives, especially, will be interested
in the new discovery. Lots of even
ings man: will come home and scold
his wife, scold the nice supper she has
cooked for him and find fault with ey
erything.
Perhaps it's a red carpet in the
mans Office, or a red curtain at home
or red wall paper, or a red-headed
maid in the kitchen!
Hereafter, instead of painting the
town red," man will win honor il
he paints it blue. The way to a
mans heart after all may be through
a blue glass window, or blue silb
dress, rather than through his stom
ach.
In this marvellous discovery science
has again shown one of her most won
derful truths-that it is the little
things that cause trouble in the
world.