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keep the three who remained from
freezing to death. Fortunately they
were favored with brief period OF
pleasant weather. and few days
served to make sufficiently habitable
camp. Maitland Kirkby and Arm
strong worked with the rest There
was no thought of search at first: their
lives depended upon the erection of a
suitable shelter. and 1t was not until
the helpers, leaving their burdens be-
hind them. had depaSted. that the
three men even considered what was
to be done next.
I'VE must begin systematic search
tomorrow said Armstrong decisive
ly, as the three men sat around the
cheerful fire in the hut.
Yes" assented Maitland. shall we
so together. or separately?"
Separately, of course. We are all
hardy and experienced men. Nothing
is apt to happen to us. We will meet
here every night and plan the next
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Blvalve Conquered by cIinging to the
Fowls Bill Until the Bird Was
Drowned.

Not long ago there occurred lively
contest in Maryland waters between
a duck and an oyster The oyster
was victorious, but 1t was fatal VIC
tory, for when the bivalve had killed
the duck there appeared man who
killed the oyster and ate them both.
The combat between the duck and
the oyster was of the rough and tum-
BILE kind The duck was large and
full grown. 1t was Of the diving spe-
cies frequently seen in those waters
Now when the oyster feeds 1t opens
its shell so wide that the full oyster
itself Is plainly visible. The sight Of
such a morsel was too great tempta-
tion for the duck. He made head
long plunge. inserting his bill between
the oysters open shell.
Like a flash the shell closed on the
ducks beak Then came struggle
for life. The oyster. which was quite
large one. was dragged from its bed
with three smaller bivalves clingng
to It, the cluster being heavy enough
to keep the ducks head under water.
In this way the bird drowned Its
buoyancy was sufficient to float II
with the oysters, and thus 1t drifted
near the dock, where 1t was captured
When taken from the water the oys-
ter was clinging to the birds beak
with such force that considerable diff
ficulty was had in breaking its hold.
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until have examined every square
rod within radius of SO miles from
your camp. I'll take the long Glance.
the longest, even
We'll, that's all right" said Rob
ert Maitland "Of course, | intend to
do that as soon as the spring opens;
but what's the use of trying to do 1t
now?'
It's use to me. I'll either go mad
here in Denver. or l must go to seek
for her there"
But you will never come back II
you once get in those mountains alone.
81 don't care whether l do or not.
It's no use. old man, | am going, and
that's all there is about It,"
Robert Maitland knew men He rec
ognized finality when he heard 1t. or
when he saw 1t. and 1t was quite evil
dent that he was in the presence of 1t
then. 1t was no use to say more.
Very WE'LL" he said. Il honor you
for your feeling, even If I don't think
much of your common sense"
Damn common sense" cried Arm
strong. triumphantly. ITS love that
moves me now"
At that moment there was a tap on
the door. A clerk from the outer Of
fee hidden to enter. announced that
old Kirkby was in the ante room.
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decidedly. II never thought much o
you in the past, an l think sence
you've put out this last projick of
yourn, that I'm entitled to call you
damn fool, witch you are. and I'm an
other. for I'm goin' Into the mountains
with you"
"Oh. thank God!" cried Stephen
Maitland fervently.
81 know you don't like me. answer
ed Armstrong. That's neither here
nor there. Perhaps you have cause to
dislike me, perhaps you have not.
don't like you any too well myself. but
there's no man on earth I'd rather
have go with me on a quest of this
kind than you. and there's my hand
on It,"
Kirby shook 1t vigorously.
This amt committin' myself" he
said cautiously. so far's I'm con-
cerned, you ain't good enough for Miss
Maitland. but l admires your spirit.
Armstrong, an I'm goin' with you.
'Tain't no good. 'twon't produce nothin' !.
most likely we'll never come back
agin: but Jest the same, I'm goin'
along. Nobody's goin' to show me the
trail. My nerve and grit, wen 1t
comes to helpin' a young female like
that girl. is as good as anybody's. |
guess. You're her father" he drawled.
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
Hot Weather Drink,

Philip Hale, one of Boston's latter
day philosophers. recommends barley
water as a more sensible drink for hot
weather than "icecold" blends Of wa
ters. sirups, acids. gulped at the mar
BILE fountains. Mr.. Hale's recipe for
his favorite tipple Is as follows:
For three pints of water you will
require teacupful and half of well
washed pearl barley, four Jumps of
sugar and the thin rind and juice of
one lemon. Pour boiling water over
1t, cover with saucer and let 1t stand
till cold; then strain again and again
till clear, and pour into Jug"
A buttermilk fan adds:
Then set the jug in a cool place
and forget it,
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and face them, damn them. and re-

and face them, damn them. and re-
| main quiet"
you will never come out alive"
"Oh. yes, | will: but If don't.
! swear to God | don't care"
Old Stephen Maitland rose INSTEAD
| lily to his feet and gripped the back OF
his chair
did hear Alright, sir?' he asked,
with all the polished and graceful cour-
tesy of birth and breeding which never
deserted him in any emergency what
soever. DO you say"
Il said was going into the noun
tains to search for her"
1T is Madness" urged Robert Malt
land.
But the old man did not hear him.
Thank Cod" he exclaimed with
deep feeling. Il have sat here day aft
er day and watched those mighty hills.
and l have said to myself that II
| would not wait"
You are right" returned Arm
strong, equally moved. and indeed 1t
would have been hard to have heard
and seen that father unresponsively;
'and am not going to walt. either"
II understand your feelings. Jim.
and yours. too. Steve" began Robert
Maitland, arguing against his own emo
tions. "even II she escaped the flood.
she must be dead by this time"
You needn't go over the old argu-
ment. Bob. I'm going into the noun
tains. and I'm going now. No. he
continued swiftly. as the other opened
his mouth to interpose further objec-
tions. you needn't say another word.
I'm free agent. and I'm old enough
to decide what can do. There is no
argument, there is no force, there Is
no appeal. there is nothing that will
restrain me. | can't sit here and eat
my heart out when she may be there"
But it's IMPOSSIBLE"
ut is impossible How do know
that there may not have been some
body in the mountains; she may have
wandered to some settlement, some
hunters cabin. some prospector's hut"
But we were there for weeks and
saw nothing. no evidence OF human
ity."
Il dom. care. The mountains are
filed with secret hooks you could pass
by within n stones throw. and never
see into: she may be In one Of them
suppose she is dead, and It's all fool
ish, this hope: but I'll never believe 1t
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said. won't mention no other names.
God bless you all. gentlemen" fal-
tered Stephen Maitland 81 think. per
haps. ! may have been wrong. little
prejudIced against the west You are
men that would do honor to any family.
to any society in Philadelphia or any
where else"
Lord love ye," drawled Kirkby, his
eyes twinkling. There amt no three
men on the Atlantic seaboard that kin
match up with two of US yere. to say
nothin' OF the third
We'll" said Robert Maitland, the
thing now is to decide on what's to be
done"
MY plan" said Armstrong. "is to go
to the old camp.
Yep" said Kirkby. that's good
point of departure, as my seafarin' ia
ther down Cape Cod way used to say:
an wots next?"
81 am going up the canon instead OF
down" said the man. with flash OF
inspiration.
THAT amt no bad idea, nuther."
assented the old man. I'VE looked the
ground over pretty thoroughly down
the canon. Mebbe we can find some
thing up It."
And what do you propose to take
with you?" asked Maitland.
What We can carry on he backs of
men. We will make a camp some
where about where you did We can get
enough husky men up at Morrison who
will pack in what we want. and with
that as a basis we will explore the up
per reaches of the range"
And when do we startF
There is a train for Morrison in
two hours" answered Armstrong. I'VE
can get what we want In the way OF
sleeping bags and equipment between
now and then. II we hurry about It."
''Ef we are goin' to do 1t. we might
as well git move on u.s." assenteo
Kirkby, making ready to go.
Right" answered Robert Maitland
grimly. when three men set out to
make fools of themselves. the sooner
they get at 1t and get over with
1t the better. I've got some bust
ness matters to settle. You two
get what's needed. and I'll bear my
share"
A week later little band Of men on
snow shoes, wrapped in furs to their
eyes, every one heavily burdened with
pack staggered into the clearing
where once had been pitched the Malt
land camp The place was covered
with snow. of course. but on a shelf OF
rock half way up the hogback. they
found a comparatively level clearing.
and there, all working like beavers.
they built a rude hut which they COW
cred with canvas and then with tight
ly packed snow, and which would
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on turning to Stephen Maitland. "an'
| amt no kin to her, but. by gosh. I
believe | can understand better than
any one else yere what you are feelin'" :"
'Kirkby." said Robert Maitland. smil-
ing at the other two, you have gone
clean back on me. | thought you had
more sense. But somehow | guess it's
contagious, for | am going along with
you two myself"
And |. cannot | accompany your"
pleaded Stephen Maitland. eagerly
drawing near to the other three.
mot much" said old Kirkby prompt
ly. You amt got the stren'th. OIL
man. You don't know them mountains.
nuther. You'd be helpless on pair O.
snow shoes: there amt anything you
could do. you'd Jest be a drag on us.
Without sayin' anything about myself.
witch I'm too modest for that, there
amt three better men In Colorado to
tackle this Job than Jim Armstrong
an Bob Maitland an Well, as 1
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That One Thing Lacking.

Lady Augusta Gregory. the able and
ardent apostle of the modern Irish
movement. is fond OF telling the fol-
lowing real Irish story:
at was the wedding day OF Pat and
Bridget. and they were having a
church wedding. It was grand af-
fair. Pat was dressed with patent
leather shoes, white vest and flaming
tie. Bridget shone attractively In
many colors. The ceremony was over,
and the happy pair walked down the
aisle. out into the street. where a
great crowd greeted them with delight.
Once seated within the cab, Bridget
leaned over to Pat and said. In loud
whisper. Och, Pat, If we could only
have stood on the sidewalk and watch
ed ourselves pass. wouldn't 1t have
been hivin'.'
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
Easy Way to Wash Window.

81 have washed every window in my
house myself. and all in one fore.
noon" said young woman who is
noted for knowing the easiest and
quickest ways to do housework to a
writer for the New York Sun. And
what's more. did not use a drop OF
water No stopping around with wet
rags for me" How do you manage
it?" asked the friend. Just this way
was the reply II buy a pint Of dena.
tured alcohol which will wash two
dozen windows. Then | simply put a
little on a cloth and rub the window
briskly moment The dirt comes OF
In twinkling and the windows are
left clean and bright 1t takes 1ust
one-half the time and Is only one.auar.
ter the work of the old soap and waite,
way"
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SYNOPSIS.

Enid Maitland, a frank. free and un-
Ipoiled young Philadelphia girl. is taken
. the Colorado mountains by her uncle.
Maitland's protege. falls in love with her.
His persistent woong thrills the girl. but
ihe hesitates and Armstrong goes east
Enid hears the story of mining enii,
ieer. Newbold, whose wife fell on GIN
Ind was so seriously hurt that he was
compelled to shoot her to prevent her p@e @
ng eaten by wolves while he went LOT
ielp. kirkby, the old guide who tells the
tory. gives Enid package OF ietters taa5
which he says were found on the deau
vomnns body. She reads the letters ana
1t kirkby's request keeps them me
mthing In mountain stream Enid rs s,,niv nt,
hot. A storm adds to the girls terror
sudden deluge transforms brook INTO
aging torrent. which sweeps Enid into
forge. where she is rescued by n noun
ain hermit after a thrilling experience
campers in great, confusion upon diseov-
reaks. Maitland and Old Kirkby go in
earch of the girl. Enid discovers that
ier ankle is sprained and that she Is un-
aries her 10 his camp. Enid goes to
leep in The strange mans bunk. Miner
ooks breakfast for Enid. after Nv when hmrl
nit tells Enid OF his unsuccessful attempt
hat hna he 'hs !. 'iP@ also from fhladelphIa The
ONES to realization of his love for her.
ut naturally, In that strange solitude the
elations of the girl and her reseuer be-
'ome unnatural and strained. the strang
n tells OF wife he had who Is dead.
md says he has sworn to ever cherish
Ter memory by living in solitude; He and
Enid. however. confess their love ior
ach other. She learns that he Is the
nan who killed his wife In the mountain.
enid discovers the writer of the letters
Newbolds wife to have been James
Armstrong. Newbold decides to start TO-
he settlement for help. The man is
acked by the belief that he Is unfaithfu'
ID to tell him Of the letters in her pos
iessIon. Armstrong. accompanied by
Sirkhv and Robert Maitland. fnc a note
hat Newbold had left in the deserted
,ab'n and know that the girl Is In his
teeplng
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
What He Bought.

A Syracuse business man living in
one of the suburbs decided to give
up his spacious back yards to the rails
ing of currants as a profitable side
issue. So, wishing to absorb all the
information he could acquire on the
subject of the currant industry, he
went down town one Saturday after
noon recently and returned with his
arms full of books.
We'll, Teddy" inquired his enthusi-
astic spouse, as he dumped the vol
umes on the table, did you succeed
in getting what you wanted?"
Sure, l did," he replied, proudly
pointing to the books. 81 bought a
whole years edition of standard
work on current literature. ."-EX-
change.
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Bring him in." directed Maitland.
eager to welcome him.
He fancied that the newcomer would
undoubtedly assist him in dissuading
Armstrong from his foolhardy. useless
enterprise.
'Mornin', old man." drawled Kirkby.
"Howdy. Armstrong. my respects to
you, sir" he said, sinking his voice a
little as he bowed respectfully toward
Mr. Stephen Maitland. very sympa-
thetic look in the old frontiersmans
eyes at the sight Of the bereaved IA
| ther.
"Kirkby. you've come in the very
nick of time" at once began Robert
Maitland.
''Allus glad to be Johnny-on-the-
spot" smiled the older man.
Armstrong here" continued the
other, intent upon his purpose, says
he can't wait until the spring and the
snow melt. he is going into the noun
tains now to look for Enid"
Kirkby didn't love Armstrong. He
didn't care for him little bit. but
there was something in the bold hardi-
hood of the man. something In the way
which he met the reckless challenge of
the mountains that the old man and
all the others felt that moved the in.
most soul Of the hardy frontiersman.
, He threw an approving glance at him.
II tell him that 1t is absurd. impossi-
BILE. that he risks his life for moth
Ing. and l want you to tell him the
same thing You know more about
the mountains than either OF US"
Mr. Kirkby." quavered stephen Malt.
land, ."allow me. l don't want to In.
fuence you against your better 1udg.
ment, but II you could sit here as
have done. and think that maybe she
is there. and perhaps alive still. and
in need, you would not say word to
deter him."
why, Steve" expostulated Robert
Maitland, surely you know l would
risk anything for Enid Somehow. 1t
seems as II were being put In the
selfish position by my opposition"
NO. no." said his brother. at isn't
that. You have your wife and chill
dren, but this young man"
We'll. what do you say. Kirkby? Not
that 1t makes any difference to me
what anybody says. Come. we are
wasting time" interposed Armstrong,
who, now that he had made up his
mind, was anxious to be off.
Jim Armstrong" answered Kirkby.
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days work. What do you say. Kirk
by?"
The old man had been quietly smok-
Ing while the others talked. He
smiled at them In a way which aroused
that he had news for them
While you was putin the nnishin'
touches on this yere camp. come
acrost heap O. stuns that somehow
the wind had swept bare. there was
a big rift in front of 1t which KEEP us
from seein' 1t afore: It was built up
in the open Were there was no trees.
an in our lumberin' operations we
wasn't lookin' that away came
acrost 1t by any chance an"
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Fight of Duck and Oyster

amazed at the clever manner in which
the buffet" bag was arranged 1t con.
tained specially made places for sand.
wiches and pie, besides a fask-like ar.
rangement with a screw top for the
coffee To cap the climax. salt and
pepper shakers were set In the sides
ITS a little Idea of my own" ex-
planned the young woman II had the
bag. that looks Just like an ordinary
hand bag when you carry It on the
street. made from my own drawings" :"
Boston Post
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
Wanted IL Located.

At an inquest In Ellinwood a doc.
tor was testifying: Where did the
motor car strike him?" the coroner
asked. "At the junction of the dorsal
and cervical vertebrae," replied the
medicine man. "Will you please point
that out on the map?' said the cor.
oner, pointing to a map of Barton
county on the wall-Kansas City Star
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cried Armstrong, impatiently. what
did you find, anything?"
This" answered Kirkby. carefully
producing folded scrap of paper from
his leather vest.
Armstrong fell on 1t ravenously. and
as Maitland bent to him. they both
read these words by the freight.
Miss Enid Maitland. whose foot is
so badly crushed as to prevent her
travelling. is safe in cabin at the head
of this canon. / put this notice here
to reassure any one who may be seek
ing her as to her welfare. Follow the
stream up to its source.
"WM BERKELY NEWBOLD."
THANK God!" exclaimed Robert
Maitland.
You called me fool. Kirkby." said
Armstrong. his eyes cleaning. What
do you think of 1t now?"
ITS the fools. I find" said Kirkby
sapiently. that gener'ly gifts there.
Providence seems to be a-watchin
over en-"
You said you chanced on this pa
per, Jack" continued Maitland "It
looks like the deliberate intention Of
Almighty God"
Il reckon So" answered the other,
simply. you see He's got to look
after all the fools on earth to keep EN-
from doin' too much damage to their
selves an to others in this yere crook
ed trail of a world"
Let us start now" urged Arm
strong
"'Tain't possible" said the old man.
taking another puff at his pipe. and
only a glistening of the eye betrayed
the Joy that he felt: otherwise his
phlegmatic calm was unbroken. his de-
meanor Just as undisturbed as 1t al
ways was. Wed Jest throw away our
lives a-wanderin' round these yere
mountains in the dark We've got to
have light. an clear weather Ef 1t
should be snowin' in the mornin' we'd
have to wait until 1t cleared"
Il won't walt minute" said Arm
strong. "At daybreak. weather or no
weather. | start"
What's your hurry. Jim?" continued
Kirkby, calmly The gals safe: one
day more or less amt goin' to make
no difference"
She's with another man." answered
Armstrong quickly.
DO you know this Newbold?" ask
ed Maitland. looking at the note again
No. not personally. but have heard
of him"
81 know him. answered Kirkby
quickly. AN you've seed him too. Bob:
he's the feiler that shot his wife. that
married Louise Rosser"
THAT mani"
THE very same
You say you never saw him. Jim?"
asked Maitland
"a repeat | never met him." said
Armstrong, flushing suddenly: but |
knew him Wife
old mountaineer
What do you mean?" flushed Arm
strong
81 mean that you knowed her. that's
ALL" answered the old man with an in
nocent air that was almost childike
When the others woke up In the
morning Armstrong; sleeping bag was
empty Kirkby crawled cut Of his own
warm nest. opened the door and peer
ed out into the storm.
Well" he said. 81 guess the damn
fool has beat God this time. 1t don't
look to me as II even He could save
him now"
But we must go after him at once.
urged Maitland
See for yourself" answered the old
man. throwing wider the door I'VE "
got to wait til this wind dies down. IN.
less we give the Almighty the JOB O
lookin after three lnstid o. one
tTO BE CONTINUED.)
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Her Luncheon Baq.

While calling on business friend
about the lunch hour yesterday | was
greatly surprised to see his fair stem
ographer eating and drinking from
what had the appearance of being an
ordinary hand bag. Invited to inspect
the article in question, however. ! was
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
Sure of Himself.

Aren't you afraid you may become
slave to the smoking habit?"
mo. I can quit whenever 1 want
to-"
How do you know that? Have you
ever tried it,"
mo; but I've cured myself of the
habit of voting for every candidate
who is nominated by the political
party to which I belong. and a man
must have strong will to do that"
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! placed anyvhsrs. A.

placed anywhere. ~.
tracts And Kills all
Aies. Neat, clean or.
namsntAi, convenient,
cheap. Lasts ali
ssason. ads of
metal. can'tspill or W.
over will not ssil 81
lnjure any t h iAs.
Guaranteed effective
Sold by dealers ei
. sent prepaid for u.
Ave-. broeklya. n. Z.
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16
His Rank.

Mistress-Well. I'm sorry you want
to leave me, Mary; but what's your
reason?
Mary keeps silent.
Mistress private?
Mary (suddenly)- mum; please,
mum, he's lance corporal.-Illustrat-
ed Bits.
The Springfield herald., 1912-08-16

One way to lose a friend is to en-
gage in a political argument
The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1912-04-13

The lineup at the Orpheum pre-.
sages classy aggregation. with
AIDA Overton Walker and n com.
pany OF dusky performers as the
headline attraction. Miss Walkers
act IN one OF those offerings where
In melody and broad comedy and
plenty Of dancing prevail.
Lester. a real vcntriioquiat. with
novel idea. viii talk back 70 a
dummy" which Ia said to be al.
most human.
Recent arrivals In America are
the -Four Holloways. acrobatic tight
wire performers.
A dramatic playlct called Fear. -
a story OF the Southwest. will be
presented by competent cast
Rosa Roma brings a new bunch
OF songs and all OF her beauty.
Wentworth, Nesta and Teddy.
two men and dog. will offer an
athletic novelty.
The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1912-04-13
NEW PLAYGROUND

Donation OF vacant lot and
equipment for a downtown playfleid
By some charitable person, would
greatly solve the Juvenile dc
iinquency problem. according 60 the
opinion OF Police Sergeant iioggcss
He declares that the district be-
tween Denny way and Pike st, e.
pecially need the Improvement, on
account OF tho numerous reports OF
children getting into mischief in
that quarter.
The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1912-04-13
: AT THE METROPOLITAN


~Rebeeca Of Sunnybrook Farm
opens a weeks engagement at the
Metropolitan Sunday night. the
frs, visit Of the play 70 Seattle.
Miss Ursula ST. George plays Re
becca faultleasly and With a severe.
y polished technique. Alfred Hnd.
son. jr.. brings youth and Ions train.
ing 10 the impersonation Of Adam
Ladd. Miss Maud Ream Slower
takes the part OF the maiden aunt.
Miranda. Miss Loyola O'Conner.
who, with Miss Slower. played In
Ben Hur." takes the swestly nat
ural part Of Jane Sawyer. The play
Is entirely different from any New
England play and surpasses In heart
interest many presentday shows.