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SYNOPSIS.

Major Mcdonald, commanding an army
bost near Fort Dodge, seeks man to
Intercept his daughter, Molly, who IS
headed for the post An Indian outbreak
Is threatened Sergeant "Br,ck H an1,n,l
ing They are attacked by Indians. ana
Hamlln and Molly escape in the darkness;
Hamltn tells Molly he was discharged
from the Confederate service in dlssrace
and at the close of the war enlisted IN
tain Le Fevre Of being responsible tor
his disgrace. Troops appear and under
escort OF Lieut.. Gaskns Molly starts 10
Join her father Hamlin leaves to reJon
his regiment. He returns to Fort Donge
after a summer of fighting Indians, a tha
night. Hamlin rushes out. sees what ne
believes is the figure Of Molly hiding m
the darkness and falls over the BODY OF
Lieutenant Gaskins. who accuses Hamhn
of shooting him. The sergeant is proven
innocent. He sees Molly in company Win
Mrs Dupont. whom he recognizes as a
former sweetheart who threw him over
for LeFevre. Mrs. Dupont tells Hamnn
LeFevre forced her to send him iylng
note. Hantn declares he has been loo ,1s-
record Later he overhears Dupont and !. a
hot. plot Molly see seeks an interview with
fIamlin. She says her father seems to be
In the power Of Mrs. Dupont. who claims
t. be daughter Of MeDona ldts e sister r
trace her. Mcdonald is ordered to For
Ripley. Hamlin discovers that the mar
who left en- the stage under the name q
Mcdonald was not the major. He f1nds
takss WATSON. a guide. and two trooper!
nr1 goes in pursuit OF the murderers. wht
rad robbed Mcdonald Of $4,000 paymas
thr's money. He suspects Dupont.
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four men only, but will be fitted with
large tank containing four hundred
liters Of water. Thus as the. engine
arrives on the scene of fire 1t can
begin pumping water while the fire.
men are making IN the necessary con.
nection at the nearest main with a
minimum waste Of time. The new
pattern is vast improvement on the
cumbersome automobile fire engines
which the Paris brigade possesses at
present, and which in the future will!
be used only as auxiliaries in excep
tionally large fireR
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CHAPTER XIV.
In the Blizzard.

There was no cessation, no abate-
ment. Across thousand miles OF
plain the ice-laden wind swept down
upon them with the relentless fury OF
a hurricane driving the snow crystals
into their faces, buffeting them merci-
lessly, numbing their bodies, and blind
ing their eyes. In that awful grip they
looked upon Death. but struggled on,
as real men must until they fall.
Breathing was agony; every step be-
came a torture; fingers grasping the
horses bits grew stiff and deadened
by frost; they reeled like drunken
men, sightless in the mad swirl, deaf
ened by the pounding of the blast
against their ears. All consciousness
left them! only dumb instinct kept
them battling for life. staggering for
ward foot by foot, odd phantasies Of
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"c!ose Up, Men; Come Here to Me-"

imagination beginning to beckon In
their weakness. delirium gripped their
half-mad brains, yielding new strength
to fight the snow fiend. Aching in
every point, trembling from fatigue.
they dare not rest an instant. The
wind, veering more to the east, dashed
their faces like whip. They crouched
behind the horses to keep out of the
sting of it. crunching the snow now
! in deep drifts. under their half-frozen
| feet.
! Wade, a young fellow not overly
strong, fell twice. They placed him
in the center, with Carroll bringing
up the rear. Again he went down
| face buried in the snow. crying like a
| babe. Desperately the others dashed
him into his saddle, binding blanket
about him, and went grimly stagger
ing on, his limp figure rocking above
them. Hour succeeded hour in cease
less struggle: no one knew where the,
were, only the leader staggered on
his eyes upon the compass. Wassot
and Hamlin took theirsturns trampins
trail. the snow often to their knees
They had stopped speaking, stoppe,
thinking even. All their movement
became automatic. instructive. the re
suit of iron discipline. They realize,
the only nope-attainment of the Gin
arron bluffs. There was no shelte
there in the open, to either man O
horse; the sole choice left was t
struggle on. or lie down and die TIL
last was likely to be the end of i
l but while drop Of blood ran red an
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hands of the men behind. The Ser
geant, shading his eyes. half smoth-:
cred in the blast, could see merely Ill
defined shadows.
"All caught?"
The answers we're inaubible.
For the Lords sake, speak up; an
swer now--Wasson."
Here"
Wade"
Here"
Carroll"
Here"
Good; now come on after me-
He drove his horse forward, head
bent low over the compass, one arm
flung up across his mouth to prevent
inhaling the icy air. He felt the tug
of the line; heard the labored breath
ing Of the next horse behind, but saw
nothing except that wall Of swirltng
snow pellets hurled against him by a
pitiless wind, fairly decorating the
flesh. 1t was freezing cold; already
he felt numb, exhausted. heavy-eyed.
The air seemed to penetrate his cloth
ing, and prick the skin as with a thou
sand needles. The thought came that
If he remained in the saddle he would
freeze stiff Again he turned, and sent
the voice OF command down the strug
Cling line:
"Dismount; wind the rope aroune
| your pommels. Sam. How far Ia 1t te
the Cimarron?"
| "More'n twenty miles"
"All right! We've got to make 1t
boys" forcing note Of cheerfulness
| into his voice. "Hang on to the bi
even if you drop. l may drift to thu
west, but that won't lose us much
| Come on, now.
"Hamlin, let me break trail"
! We'll take 1t turn about, Sam. It'll
be worse in an hour than 1t Is now
All ready, boys
Blinded by the sleet, staggering tt
the fierce pummelling Of the wind, We
clinging desperately to his horses bit
the Sergeant struggled forward In tn
swirl of the storm.
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never saw a meal go off so nicely.
left the two gentlemen to their cigars
at the table going over old times, and
sat down on the perch. The windows
were open and couldn't help hear
what they were saying. Oh, dear! l
wish hadn't listened"
"What was it, dear?" inquired Mrs.
Dorset.
"Oh, they got talking Of old times
MIR. Stowell reminded Ronald OF a glo-
1iuus week they had spent together at
! the Barton home, before they were
married. Such cooking! How moth
er did set out meal that was a NEAL
Particularly how Mr.. Stowell had
never had such an appetite as eve
nings when mother had baked beans
Such beans! And mince pie! On
it made his mouth water to think Of
it! Then Ronald got egged on to bras
of his mother. That salt rising
UNI! uni" and pretty Nellie, in try
ing to initiate her dear one, broke
down again.
"And apple sauce!' she choked out
a. the last straw. Practical. loving
Mrs. Dorsett tried to soothe her.
"See here, my DEAR" she said, 'yo1
are making a great mountain out o
the chatter of two big overgrown boys
Now promise to forget it and | viii
make everything right"
"H-how w-will you?" sobbed Nellie
"Will you keep secret?'
"Y-yes-if 1t w-will do any good"
every we'll, mother is coming tt
visit me next week. You say Mr.
Stowell is going to come to tea agail
on his way home from his trip"
eyes, he is invited for Thursday eve
Ming"
Then Thursday evening, dear,
promised Mrs. Dorset, with a littl
} wrinkle of a smile about her lipt
! "those two overgrown boys shall Jus
revel in all the dainties of old times.
Nellie's gloomy face frightened u
a magically as her devoted sister-in-la'
' whispered the great secret" into he
g eager ears. She Rugged and kisse
3 dear Mrs. Dorset and laughed an
t chartered, and went home happy. col
!! viaced that never new bride ha
SIGH a dear, dear sister-in-law an
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but one difficulty, and that in short
time he surmounted. The thorn that
lay in his bed of roses was a gas-jet,
which, as he, of course. conversed
with his adored one in the signlan-
guage, it was always necessary to
keep ablaze-a woeful embarrassing
thing for lovers.
Finally they discovered that they
could utilize their sense of touch in
deciphering their sign-language. Buy
holding one another'p hands they
found that they could carry on coli
versation With tolerable facility, an!
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FOOD FOR ANGELS.
~cookinu Mother Did, Is Good
Only for Healthy Coun- e
try Boys.
Nv SELMA LILLIAN HIGGINS.

Dainty little Nellie Barton was cry.
ing as IL her heart would break. II
was in vain that her best friend and
neighbor sought to comfort her. This
was the first cloud that had arisen IN
the matrimonial sky for Mrs. Barton
and, of course, after season OF per-
feet honeymoon bliss, 1t seemed to oe
q terribly dark one.
"You foolish Nellie!" exclaimed Mrs.
Dorset. why, child, don't you know
that Ronald thinks the sun rises and
sets for you, and always will?'
~ don't" asserted Nellie persistent
". "How can man love his wife and
find fault with herr"
Tell me all about 1t, dear. and let
US see If between us we can't find
some way to patch up this first do
nestle quarrel"
Quarrel" repeated the bride OF q
month in a terrified gasp. "Oh, dear
no-there has been no quarrel.
wouldn't speak, cross word TO my
husband for worlds, and as to Ronald
he's all cooling and smiles most OF the
time"
Mrs. Dorset smiled indulgently a
! her pretty, inexperienced sister-in-iaw
Her better half was grim, sedat'
business man who did not do much II
the cooling and smiling line. 1t mad,
her heart feel hungry to listen to Mel
lies innocent chatter, for she Eel
girlhood's days fading fast away from
her.
"Go on, DEAR" she urged.
"Its about the meals" confesse
Nellie, with little sob. Il though
everything was just suiting Ronal
to a T. He praised by biscuits an
said he just dotted on my cookies, pi
and sunshine cake. He said they n
minded him of food for angels. The
Yesterday I found out that it was
q mellow hockery."
"What, my dear?"
II mean hollow mockery. ~
been so upset get flustered whenevt
think of it. You must know that a
old college chum of his was at tt
last EVENING" Mr.. Stowell. did n
best to make Ronald proud of m
Everything was light and dainty.
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,ch a practical, sensible mother.,n-

law.
Ronald Barton ushered his friend an
old-time chum into the neat, attractive
little dining room at home, proud OF
the neatly set table with it's glittering
silver and glassware. Nellie never
looked lovelier. It was when the maid
brought in a great steaming dish OF
pork and beans that Ronald stared a
little.
Butcher must have forgotten the
lamb chops" he said half apologettcal-
ly.
always liked them" declared
Stowell.
why, Nellie, isn't this some new
CURED Ronald, as he took a mouthful
of the bread on the plate and made
something of wry face.
mo, indeed!" resented Nellie with
dignity. THAT is the regular old-fash- r.
toned homemade, salt-rising bread
that everybody dotes over"
"Guess our tastes are getting sort
of perverted, old boy!" laughed
Stowell. Its delicious, but-no. I
thank you, won't have another
piece"
Ronald's eyes fairly bulged at the
dessert. The apple sauce looked to
him u poor, thin, cherries dish to
offer to an invited guest. Stowell
| looked around for some of that flaky
pudding Nellie had given them last
time.
And then came the climax as the
maid soberly brought in three great
slabs of mince pie-good pie, grand
pie. but on hot night!
TOO heavy for me-" declared sto-
we'll. and Ronald glanced reproachf"l'
ly at Nellie, and the table when finally
abandoned showed remnants enough
to feed a whole family.
The gentlemen adjourned to the
porch. Ronald experienced species
Of social discomfort. It was certainly
a remarkable culinary demonstration
she had made. He glanced at Stowelt.
who was solemnly putting away at his
cigar. He looked like wronged man.
He was bon vivant enough to enjoy
dainties and had anticipated some
thing light and toothsome at the Bar
ton home.
"Guess we'd better stroll down to
the hotel a little later and have
game of billiards, eh, Baritone" he sus'
gested.
They open a new grill room TO-
, night, hear" observed Ronald
r .'Why. mother, you here!" and the
4 sneaker sprang from his chair and
\ greeted his mother with genuine glad
y ness.
}. "This is a surprise, Mrs. Barton,
l spoke Stowell.
Eyes, I was busy out in the kitchen
and was afraid the maid would spoil
things il didn't superintend little
spoke the old lady demurely, as she
had been taught by her plotting daug
ter, Mrs. Dorset.
l And then the truth dawned OF
Ronald. He glanced at his compan
q ion. stowell had flushed up and look
ed bored.
"Boys," spoke Mrs. Barton in he
winning, motherly way, never forge
that two healthy all-day rowing lad
coming in to heavy farm suppe
= hungry as tramps aren't two dalnt
; city-bred children Of the large
growth. The cooking mother did
) lust the thing in it's place, but, as
notice from what you left, it doesn
hold a candle to dear little Nellie
clever triAes. Why, when go HON
from here, I'm week telling the ne1gl
- bors about the delightful things Ronal
lives on nowadays!"
: And that was the last that Nell
Barton ever heard Of mothers COO
ing"
(copyright, 1913, by W. G. chapman.)
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"SaIt Aor4e.O

No one has been able to trace the
origin of salt horse" as applied to
corned beef, but 1t Is the name by
which mess beef is known in the
United States army, and 1t Is also
called "salt junk" by the soldiers. In
New England Junk" Ia a substitute
for Chunk" meaning fragment Of
any solid substance. hence a piece Of
sailed beef is a piece of salt junk. It
is possible that the soldiers call the
meat salt horse because of its rough
ness,
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1913-08-14
Deiicacy on tine Bench.

When a desertion summons came
before MI. Summons at Woolwich
police court it was stated the hus-
band was at present undergoing four
teen days Imprisonment for an Of
Tense. Mr.. Summons. turning to the
wife, observed: II am afraid we
must adjourn this, as your husband
has other engagements which proven,
his being here today"
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DEAF AND DUMB SWEETHEART
Another Proof Of the Truth Of the
Tfme.Honored Saying That "Love
Will Find a Way"

The way in which deaf ana
dumb people make love is -atn
er queer. A gentleman belonging to
q deaf and dumb asylum tells of
courtship recently carried on between
mutes.
During the progress OF the match
NJ saws. the young man experienced
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In about week we're adopts. Thus,
deaf, dumb, and practically blind, they
enjoyed all the pleasures of love.
They have spread their discovery
among their friends. and believe the
discovery has taken fast hold upon
deaf an dumb lovers"
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Latest Fire Engine.

An interesting new type of automo-
bile fire engine for Paris has just
been decided upon by the municipal
council. The machine will be of spe-
c:ally light construction. and will carry
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CHAPTER xxlv.-continued.

The day grew dark ana murky as
they moved steadily forward. the wind
blew cold from out the northwest, the
neavy canopy of cloud settled lower in
a frosty fog, which gradually obscured
the landscape. This mist became so
thick that tbs men could scarcely see
hundred yards in any direction. and
Hamlin Elaced pocket compass on
his sadMe- ponmel. The trail was less
tlistiEct as they traversed wide
streak of alkali, but what few signs re-
manned convinced WATSON that the fu-
gitives were still together and riding
southwark. Under concealment of the
fog his previous caution relaxed, and
he led the way at a steady trot, only
occasionally drawing rein to make GER
tain there was no division Of the par
ty ahead. The alkali powdered them
from head to foot, clinging to the
horses hides, reddening and binding
the eyes, poisoning the lips dry and
parched with thirst. The two troopers
swore grimly, but the Sergeant and
scout rode in silence, bent low over
their pommels, eyes strained into the
mist ahead. 1t YVES not yet dark when
they rode In between the first sand
dunes, and WATSON, pulling his horse
IT'D short checked the others with up
lifted hand
"Thar'll be a camp here soon," he
said, swinging down from the saddle
and studying The ground. "The WING
has bout blotted it all out, but you
kin see yere back O this ridge wha
they turned in, an they was walkin
their horses. Gittin' pretty tired.
reckon. We might as we'll stop yer
too. Sergeant, an eat some cold grub
You two men spread her out an ru
down the bosses, while Hamlin an
poke about bit. Better find out al
we kin, Brick. fore it gifts dark"
He started forward on the fain
trail, his rifle in the hollow of his arm
and the Sergeant ranged up besid
him. The sand was to their ankle:
and off the ridge summit the win
swirled the sharp grit into their faces
Whats COMM SAM storm?"
'':5now," answered the scout shortl.
'Fcte midnight yer won't be able te
yes yer hand afore yer face. I've bee
ort yere in them things afore, al
they're sure hell If we don't git sigh
q tibet outfit mighty soon, It amt Xix
;y we ever will. I've been expectil
that wind to shift noreast all day
then We'll get it." He got down on h
knees, endeavoring to decipher SON
faint marks on the sand. 1.-TWO of e
tismounted yere, an Injun an viii
"a big Teller by his hoof prints-a
they went on leadin' their hose
Coin into camp, reckon-sur
here's the spot now. Well, I'll
damned"
Both men stood staring-under pr
lection of sand ridge was a lit
blackened space where some mesqui
chips had been burned and all abo
It freshly trampled sand. and slig
Impressions where men had Q,
stretched themselves. Almost at w;
sons feet tiuttered pink ribbon, a
beyond the fire circle lay the body
4 man, face up to the sky. 1t W
Connors, CHASTITY bullet hole betwe
his eyes, one cheek caked black W
blood. The Sergeant sprang aero
and bent over the motionless form
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hands of the men behind. The Ser
geant shading his eyes. half snoth-,
cred in the blast, could see merely ILL
defined shadows.
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-01-24
y WORTH DAKOTA EXHIBIT.

The suggestion has been made that
the states of North Dakota and South
Dakota should unite in a Joint exhibi,
at the Panama exposition The rea-
o given for the suggestion is that
n two states could make a much
more impressive. showing together
than either could do alone. and that
as good results could be secured by
the expenditure Of less money.
we do not believe that this plan will
be adopted, nor does it appear tina,
1t should be. Our state is as distinct
from South Dakota as 1t is from any
of the surrounding states. Our people
have nothing but good will for their
-neighbore. but they are trying to solve
their own problems and work out
their destiny in their own way.
To unite with any other state in a
Joint exhibit would be to destroy much
Of the effect Of the exhibit for either
state. Our state should be represent
ed at San Francisco and at San Diego,
and it should be represented in its own
way, with its ~ exhibit, displayed
in it's " building or in such other
manner as may be decided on. but as
a separate state. distinct from all 9TH
ers. So that whoever sees the exhibit
will be in no confusion Of mind as 10
what state it represents.
The presence of a great number OF
former North Dakota people on the
coast makes the sending Of a credit
able exhibit particularly desirable. TO,
those who have gone to make homes
In the coast cities. either temporarily
or permanently, will he found as &C.
tive "boosters' for their former home
state as any Of its present resident.
can be. A state exhibit will be a good
thing for our people. and a reason.
able sum OF money spent on a good
one will be wisely invested.
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FRIDAY. JANUARY "a. 1918.
WHO is \ woRKERc

We hear a great deal about the
working man. Who is n working MAJ :
And what sort Of work is it that is
specially honorable? An immense
amount Of matter is written on the
evident assumption that only those
are workers who labor with their
hands in som sort Of mechanical oc-
cupation. We are told with emphasis
that there is dignity in labor. but the
theory is, apparently. that this dignity
pertains only to the manua! occupa-
lions.
There is no sense in this. All labor.
whether of the hand or the brain, is
honorable. if it is honestly perform
ed, and Is devoted to a worthy pur.
pose. The man who digs, or hammers.
or drills. has his place, and If he fills
1t worthily he is entitled to all respect.
But the maj who rIvets the iron work
Of a bridge together is certainly not
a more useful member Of society than
the mar who. perhaps. never set a
rivet in his life. but who drew the
plans showing where each beam and
brace and rivet should so. made pos
sihle the building Of the bridge.
strong and safe. and thus made pos
sihle the employment Of the labor Of
a hundred other men.
One Of the fortunate things about
much Of the agitation that is going
on is that 1t tends to make d!stinc-
tons between classes of labor, TO
place one sort Of labor in a class that
Is held to be worthy Of honor. and
the other in another class which is
held to merit no attention. There is
Il tendency to create the belief that
there is a natural hostility between
tho man who plans and the man who
executes. when in reality neither could
live without the other.
There is no room in this country for
Il political propaganda based. on oc-
rupation. We want no farmers party.
NO Nase-workers' party, no lawyers
party. no party Of any kind based on
the kind Of work that a man does to
earn his daily bread. We do need in
all "f!r parties a fuller recognition Of
the l%roadness of u citizenship. and
a morer complete determination to
bring everything to the test of that
citizenship.