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by was so cut up by hoofs and wheels
as to yield no definite results. Hamlin,
obsessed with the belief that whatever
had occurred had been engineered by
Dupont, and recalling the fact that the
man was once ranchman somewhere
to the southwark, jumped to the con-
clusion that the fellow would natural
ly head in that direction, seeking IA
miliar country in which to hide.
The gray Of dawn was in the sky as
the three troopers. soaked to the waist.
crept up the south bank and studied
the trail. Behind them the yellow Ian
terms still bobbed about between the
river and town, but there was already
sufficient light to make visible the
signs underfoot. Horsemen had
climbed the bank, the hoof marks yet
damp where water had drained from
dripping fetlocks. and had instantly
broken into lope. A moments glance
proved this to Hamlin as he crept
back and forth, scrutinizing each hoof
mark intently.
Five In the party" he said sober
ly. Three mustangs and two Ameri
can horses, cavalry shod. About three
hours ahead of u.s." He Strengthened
up. his glance peering into the gray
mists. Il reckon it's likely our outfit,
but we'll never catch them on foot.
They'll be behind the sand-dunes be-
fore this. Before we go back, boys,
We'll see If they left the trail where
1t turns west"
The three ran forward. paying little
heed until they reached the edge Of
the ravine. Here the beaten trail
swerved sharply to the right. Fifty
feet beyond, the marks of horses
hoofs appeared on the sloping bank.
Hamlin sprang down to where the
marks disappeared around the edge of
large bowlder. His hand on the
stone. he stopped suddenly with quick
indrawing Of breath, staring down at
motionless figure lying almost at
his feet. The man. roughly dressed.
lay on his face. a bullet wound show
ing above one ear, the back of his
neck caked with blood. The Sergeant,
mastering his first sense of horror,
turned him over and gazed upon the
ghastly face of Major Mcdonald.
my God. they've murdered him
here!" he exclaimed. "Shot him down
from behind. Look. men. No; stand
back, and don't muss up the tracks.
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There are footprints here-Indians,
by heaven! Three of them Indians!"
Some plainsmen wear moccasins."
"They doE't walk that way-toes
in: and see this hair in McDonald's
fingers-that's Indian. sure. Here is
where horse fell, and slid down the
bank. Isn't that bit Of broken feath-
er caught in the bush. Carroll? Bring
1t over here"
The three bent over the object.
We'll, what do you say? You men
are both plainsmen."
Cheyenne" returned Carroll
promptly. But what the hell are they
doing here?"
Hamrin shook his head.
ut will require more than guessing
to determine that" he said sternly
"And there is only one way to find out
That fellow was a Cheyenne all right,
and there were three Of them and two
whites in the party-see here; the
prints of five horses ridden, and one
animal led. That will be the one Nc
Donald had. They went straight up
the opposite bank Of the ravine. II
they leave trail like that we can
ride after them full speed"
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
SYNOPSIS.

Major Mcdonald, commanding an army
post near Fort Dodge. seeks man to
intercept his daughter. Molly, who Is
headed for the post. An Indian outbreak
Is threatened Sergeant Brick" Hamiin
meets the stage in which Molly Is travel
Ing. They are attacked by Indians. and
Hamlin and Molly escape in the darkness
Hamlin tells Molly he was discharged
from the Confederate service In disgrace
and at the close of the war enlisted In
tho regular army. He suspects one Cap
tain lie Fevre Of being responsible for
his disgrace. Troops appear and under
escort OF Lieut.. Gaskins Molly starts to
Join her father. Hamlln leaves to rejoin
his regiment. He returns to Fort Dodge
after summer OF fighting Indians. and
night Hamln rushes out. sees what he
believes Is the figure of Molly hiding in
the darkness and falls over the body of
Lieutenant Gaskins. who accuses Hamlin
of shooting him. The sergeant Is proven
Innocent. He sees Molly in company with
Mrs. Dupont. whom he recognizes as a
former sweetheart. who threw him over
for LeFevre. Mrs. Dupont tells He plin
LeFevre forced her to send him lying
note. Hnmlin declares he has been look
ing for T.eFevre to force him to clear his
record Later he overhears Dupont and
soldier Matching up .money-making
1Iamln. She says her father seems to be
In the power of Mrs. Dupont. who claims
to be u daughter of McDonald's sister.
Molly disappears and Hamln sets out to
trace her. Mcdonald Is ordered to Fort
Ripley, Hamln discovers that the man
who left on the stage under the name of
Mcdonald was not the major.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
CHAPTER XIV.
In Pursuit.,


The four men. heavily armed, and
equipped for winter service, rode up
the bank of the ravine to the irreeu.
larity Of plain beyond. The trail, lead
ing directly south into the. solitudes,
was easily followed, and Wasson,
slightly in advance of the others, made
no attempt to check his horse, content
to lean forward, his keen eyes mark.
ing every sign. Scarcely word was
exchanged, since Hamlin had explained
what had occurred as they crossed the
river. Hardly less interested than the
Sergeant, the sober-faced scout con-
centrated every energy on the pursuit,
both men realizing the necessity of
haste. Not only would the trail be diff
ficult after they attained the sand belt.
but. If snow fell. would be utterly blot
ted out. And the dull, murky sky
threatened snow, the sharp wind hav-
ing already veered to the northwest.
All about stretched dun, dead pic.
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BANISHED
Coffee Finally Had to Go.

The way some persons cling to cot.
fee, even after they know it is doing
them harm, is a puzzler. But it is an
easy matter to give it up for good.
when Postum is properly made and
used instead. A girl writes:
Mother had been suffering with
nervous headaches for seven weary
years, but kept on drinking coffee.
"One day I asked her why she did
not give up coffee. as cousin Of mine
had done who had taken to Postum.
But Mother was such a slave to coffee
sho thought it would be terrible to
give it up.
Finally, one day, she made the
change to Postum, and quickly her
headaches disappeared. One morning
while she was drinking Postum SO
freely and with such relish, l asked
for taste.
THAT started me on Postum and
now drink 1t more freely than I did
coffee, which never comes into our
house now"
Name given by Postum Co., Battle
Creek, Mich. Write for booklet, 1.-THE
Road to Wellville."
Postum comes in two forms.
Regular Postum (must be boiled.)
Instant Postum doesn't require boil
Ing but is prepared Instantly by STIR
ring level teaspoonful in an ordinary
cup of hot water, which makes it right
for most persons.
A big cup requires more and some
people who like strong things put t<s
heaping spoonful and temper 1t with1
large supply Of cream.
Experiment until you know the
amount that pleases your palate and
have 1t served that way in the future
There's a Reason" for Postum.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
Too Busy.

5 Gotham-How many buttons has
your wife got on the back of thai
dress?
Flatbush-Oh, I'm sure don't know,
why, you've buttoned it up ~ her
enough. haven't you?"
"Oh, yes, hundred times!"
"And you don't know how many but
tons are there?"
mo, when I've been buttoning it W
I've been too confounded busy to count
the buttons!"
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
Who's Got a Match?

A tow-headed boy had just been in
terviewed by the manager about Job
He seemed to fit the place and was
told to begin work. Then the mana
ger recalled that he had missed ons
point.
20, George" he asked, do you
smoker"
mot durin' work hours" the kid an
swered. But I'll take one and smoke
1t after supper If it's all the same to
YOU"
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
CHAPTER XIII.
The Dead Body.

The Dead Body.
That both Mcdonald and his daugh-
ter we're involved in this strange puz-
zle was already clear. The disappear
ance OF the one was as mysterious as
that Of the other. Whether the orig
inal conspiracy had centered about the
Major. and Miss Molly had merely
been drawn into the net through acci-
dent. or whether both we're destined
as victims from the first, could not be
determined by theory. Indeed the
Sergeant could evolve no theory, could
discover no purpose in the outrage.
Convinced that Dupont and his wife
were the moving spirits, he yet pos
sessed no satisfactory reason for
charging them with the crime, for
which there was no apparent object.
Nothing remained to be done but
search the town, blind search in the
hope OF uncovering some trail. That
crime had been committed-either
murder or abduction-was evident;
the two had not dropped thus sudden.
ly out OF sight without cause. Nor did
it seem possible they could have been
whisked away without leaving some
trace behind. The town was accus-
toned to murder and sudden death;
the echo of revolver shots would create
no panic. awaken no alarm, and yet
the place was small, and there was
little likelihood that any deed Of VIC.
lence would pass long unnoticed With
few words of instruction, and hasty
descriptions OF both Dupont and Con
Inmlin
struggling street to drag out the oc-
cupants Of shack and tent, riding him.
self to the blazing front of the Poodle
Dog"
Late as the hour was, the saloon
and the gambling rooms above were
all crowded. Hamlin plunged iuto the
mass OF men. pressing passage back
and forth. his eyes searching the faces.
while he eagerly questioned those with
whom he had any acquaintance. Few
among these could recall to mind
either "Reb' or his boon companion,
and even those who did retained no
recollection Of having seen the two
lately. The bartenders asserted that
neither man had been there that night,
and the dealers above were equally
positive. The city marshal, encoun-
tered outside, remembered Dupont,
and had seen him at the hotel three
hours before. but was positive the fell
low had not been on the streets since.
Connors he did not know, but If the
man was Major McDonald's driver,
thnn he was missing all right, for Cap
tain Barrett had to employ a livery
man to drive Mrs. Dupont back to the
fort. No. there was no lady with her;
he was sure, for he had watched them
get into the carriage.
The troopers were no more fortu-
nate in their results, but had succeed
ed In stirring up greater excitement
during their exploration, several irate
individuals. roughly aroused from
sleep. exhibiting fighting propensities,
which had cost one a blackened eye,
and the other the loss Of tooth. Both,
however, had enjoyed the occasion,
and appeared anxious for more. Hav-
ing exhausted the possibilities of the
town. the soldierJ procured lanterns,
and. leaving the horses behind. began
exploring the prairie. In this labor
they were assisted by the marshal,
and few aroused citizens hastily i'm
pressed into posse. The search was
y thorough onn, bat the ground near.
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ture of desolation, dun-colored slain,
unrelieved by vegetation. matching
the skies above, extending in every di-
rection through weary leagues of dis
NAL loneliness. The searching eye
caught no relief from desolate same
ness, drear monotony. Nowhere was
there movement, or any semblance OF
life. Behind, the land was broken by
ravines, but In every other direction
it stretched level to the horizon, ex-
cept that far off southwark arose ir-
regular ridges of sand, barren, ugly
blotches, colorless, and forever chang
ing formation under the beating of a
ceaseless wind. 1t was desert, across
which not even snake crawled, and
no wing of migrating bird beat the
leaden sky above.
The marks of their horses hoofs
cutting sharply into the soil, told accu-
rately the fugitives' rate of progress,
and the pursuers swept forward with
caution, anxious to spare their mounts
and to keep out Of vision themselves
until nightfall Their success depend.
ed largely on surprise, and the conf.
dence Of those ahead that they were
unpursued. Wasson expressed the sit
uation exactly, as the four halted a
moment at an unexpectedly-discove
-water-hole.-
I'D think this yere plain trail was
some Injun trick. boys, If didn't know
the reason fur it. IT amt Injun ma.
ture, an he's cock-sure that nobody's
chasir him yet. He's figurin' on two
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Her While This Bunch 10 on th>
Move"
or three days getaway. and SO don't
care a tinker's dam bout these yere
marks. Once in the sand, an thar
won't be no trail anyhow. It's some
kintry out thar, an 1t would be like
huntin' needle in haystack to try
an find them fellars after ter-night.
This is my idea-well just mosey
along slow, savin' the hosses an keep
ing back out O. sight till dark. Them
fellars amt many hours ahead, an are
likely ter camp furst part OF ther
night anyhow. They'll feel safe onct
hid in them sand-hills, an II they don't
git no sight of US, most likely they
won't even post no guard. Thet's when
we want ter dig in the spurs. Amt
that about the right program. Ser
geant?"
Burning with impatience as Hamlin
was, fearful that every additional mo.
ment of delay might increase the girls
danger, he was yet soldier and plains.
man enough to realize the wisdom Of
the old scout. There were at least
four men in the party pursued. two of
them Indian warriors, the two whites
desperate characters. Without doubt
they would put up fierce fight, or, If
warned in time, could easily scatter
and disappear.
"Of course you are right, SAM" he
replied promptly. "Only am SO afraid
of what may happen to Miss Molly"
Forget it. Thar's nuthin' goin' ter
happen to her while the bunch Is on
the move. If that outfit was all Injun,
or all white, maybe thar might But
the way 1t is they'll never agree on
nuthin. 'cept how to git away. IT
amt likely they ever meant ter kill
the Majorr 'er take the girl erlong.
Them things Just naturally happened.
an now they're scared stiff. It'll take
a day er two for 'em to make up their
minds what to do
What do you imagine they will de-
eide, SAM"
wall, thet's all guesswork. But I
reckon know what I'd do II was In
thet sort o fix an bein' chased fer
murder an robbery. I'd take the easy
way; make fer the nearest Injun vii
lage. an leave the girl thar"
You mean Black Kettles camp?"
81 reckon; he's down thar on the
Canadian somewhar. You kin bet
those fellars know whar, an thet's
whut they're amin for. unless this
yere Dupont has some hidin' out
scheme Of his own. Whar did you say
he ranched?"
Buffalo Creek"
"Thet's the same neighborhood;
must we been in cahoots with those
red devils to have ever run cattle in
thar. We've got to head 'em off afore
they git down into that kintry, er we
won't have no scalps to go back home
with. Let's mosey erlong, boys"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04

II you wish beautiful, clear whit
clothes. use Red Cross Bag Blue. At al
good Rrocers. Adv.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
When a girl doesn't know what t.
do next she hunts the pickle jar.

Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup for Children
teething, softens the gums, reduces inhamms
tion, ,allays pain cures wind collie ,25c bottleAA
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
Different Kinds.

Different Kinds.
I'm going to the. office now to pound
my typewriter" 49,.
Il can't pound mine"
why not?"
Belongs to an athletic club"
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
Sorry She Smoke,

She-I really believe you men thinl
more of your automobiles than you dc
Of your wives.
He-Why not? We can get an i'm
proved make every year.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
His Dim Idea.

Teacher-What part Of the country
has been called the Dark and Bloody
Ground?"
New Pupil-The stock yards, ma'am
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04
SHAKE INTO YOUR SHOES

SHAKE INTO YOUR SHOES
Aliens Foot Ease. tho Antiseptic powder for
tired. aching. swollen. nervous feet. Gives
rest and comfort. Makes walking q delight
Sold everywhere. csc. Don't accept any sub.
stitute. For FREE sample address Allen q
Olmstad. Le Roy. N. Y. Adv.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04

The man who gets on the job late Il
the first to be pushed of.
Eastern Colorado times., 1913-07-04

Alas. when a man is too lazy to
work on the sympathy Of his friends
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1913-06-20
SYNOPSIS.

Bill Cannon, the bonanza king, and his
daughter. Rose, who had passed up Mrs
Cornelius Ryan's ball at San Francisco to
accompany her father, arrive Mt Antelope
Domniclk Ryan calls on his mother to
beg ball invitation for his wife, and is
refused. The determined old lady refuses
TO recognize her daughter-in-law. Dom
mick had been trapped into a marriage
with Bernice iverson, a stenographer,
several years his senior. She squanders his
money, they have frequent quarrels, and
he slips away. Cannon and his daughter
are showed in at Antelope. Dominick
Ryan Is rescued from storm In uncon-
scious condition and brought to Antelope
hotel. Antelope Is cut off by storm. Rose
Cannon nurses Dominick back to life.
Two weeks later Bernice discovers in n
paper where husband is and writes letter
trying TO smooth over difficulties between
them. Dominick at last is able to join
fellow snowbound prisoners in hotel par
Tor. He loses temper over talk of Buford,
an actor. After three weeks. end of i'm,
prisonment is seen. Telegrams and mail
arrive. Dominick gets letter from wife.
Tells Rose he doesn't love wife. and never
Rose and Dominick embrace. father sees
them and demands an explanation. Rose s
brother Gene Is made manager of ranch.
and is to get 1t IL he stays sober a year.
nick's position in talk with Rose. Doml-
nick. returns home. Berny eXerts herself
10 please him. but he is Indifferent. Can
non calls. on Mrs. Ryan. They discuss
Dominick's marriage difficulties. and Can
non suggests buying off Berry. Dominick
goes to park on Sunday with Berny and
family, sees Miss Cannon, bows to her
and starts uneasiness In Berny. In Mrs.
Ryan's name Cannon offers Berry $4,000
70 leave her husband and permit divorce.
She refuses. Dominick sees Rose. Cor
nelia Ryan engaged to Jack Duffy. Cam
non offers Berny 100000 and is turned
down. Berny tells sisters of offer: Bu-
ford. the actor makes a hit in vaudeville.
Rose tells Dominick that he must stick
to wife, and first time acknowledges that
she loves him. Cannon offers Berny $500,
coo which she refuses, saying Cannon
wants Dominick for Rose. Gene wins the
ranch. Berny accuses Rose of trying to
steal her husband and tells her of the of
fered bribe.
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1913-06-20
CHAPTER xvlI.-continued.

you didn't know anything about 1t
then" the wife said sullenly, wanting
still to be defiant and finding all her
defiance overwhelmed by an invading
sensation of feeling small, mean and
contemplate.
'Know it?" said the girl, letting a
glance of scorn touch the questioner.
Know it and let it go on? But / sup.
pose you've a right to ask me such a
question"
Il guess I have" said Berry, but her
voice did not have any assurance OF
her conviction on the subject. II
sounded fiat and spiritless.
You have. You seem to me to have
a right to say anything savage and
angry and insulting. And l can only
say to you I'm sorry, I'm sorry. and
ask your pardon-for me and for the
others. And that doesn't make 1t, any
easier for you to bear, or do you any
good"
Berny swallowed .dryly and said
mo, 1t doesn't"
'All / can do now is to promise you
that it stops today and for ever
You'll never be bothered again by any
thing of the kind. You can go back to
your home and feel that never again
will any one belonging to me try to
come between you and your husband
= can't say any more. / can't talk
about it. Good-by"
She turned away as she spoke and
without a backward look walked rap
idly down the gravel walk to the
street. With an immovable, unwink
ing gaze, Berny followed her figure as
1t melted into the fog. 1t seemed only
q moment before it was gone, appear
ing to dissolve into the curd-like cur
rents that surrounded it.
Berry sat without moving on the
bench, staring in the direction in
which 1t had disappeared. Her hands
lay limp in her lap, the fog beaded in
a crystal hoar on her clothes. She die
not notice its growing chill nor the
rapid downcoming Of the dark. Hell
body was as motionless as a statue
but her mind was like a still, rankly
overgrown lake, suddenly churned in
to activity by unexpected gales oi
wind.
Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1913-06-20
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Wall Across the Way.

he Wall Across the Way.
1t was dark when Rose reached
home. She had walked rapidly, me-
chanically taking familiar turns, crest
ing the long slope Of the hill at a
painting speed, rounding corners where
gushes Of light revealed her as a dark,
fitting figure hurrying by almost at
q run.
She was as oblivious to her sur.
foundings as Berny, left motionless on
the park bench. Never before in her
life had anything like this touched her
Such few troubles as she had known
had been those of sheltered domes
tic life-the life of cherished child
whose dainty self-respect had never
been blurred by a coarse breath. Now
had come this horrible revelation. II
shook the pretty world she had lived
In like an earthquake. Idols lay
broken in the dust. She had often
seen her father rough and brutal as
lie was to Gene, but that was diff
ferent thing to her fathers buying
that wretched woman's husband, buy
Ing him for her. Berny's face rose up
on the darkness with its pitiful assump
rtion of jaunty bravado, its NEAR
'shrewishness under the coating ot
powder and rouge.
How could they do it?" the CIR
painted to herself. How could the.
ever do such thing?"
She did not suspect Dominick. Sh,
could not have believed he was part.
to such an action unless he had tol,
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ability, emitted a scornful snort, and
made no further response to Genes
CHEEKY Good nioht."
"There," he said, in tones express
ing his relief, as the portiere dropped
behind his sons departing figure, he's
gone! Now, Rosey. you and / can
have talk"
Yes" said his daughter looking at
her coIfee-cup, that's what wanted.
want TO have long talk with you
tonight, papa"
Fire away" said the old man "I've
had to listen to that fool for an hour,
and it's broken my spirit. You can
say anything you like"
mot here" said his daughter; "in
the sitting-room. III go in there and
wait for you"
why not here? What's the matter
with here? like 1t better than the
| sitting-room. I'm more comfortable.
mo. the servants will want to clea,