Arizona republican., 1915-09-26

sent Blair away for the present that she might better work out her plan unham- pered, Vivian Marston felt that the gods were kind and she resolved she would not fail. Every tie that bound Arthur Stanley to his old life in Virginia was broken, now that he was John Powell" California mil lionaire. hattered, sought after. Every tie was broken, save perhaps his affection for Esther. But youth and success and fattery lead to forgetfulness, as Vivian knew Once could she his path impressively, as she planned, she felt sure she could hold him and Esther would be but a memory, a faint influence no longer to be feared. Here at Santa Barbara where she had also come Vivian had taken to avoid " John Powell " when that cOurted young magnate had arrived to take command of the palatial steam yacht that would be delivered to him in the beautiful bay of Santa Barbara
 Her prospective prey had come on horse back and had met the yacht broker shortly before she had arrived. He had donned the expensive yachting attire that had been sent here for him and his way to the wharf as Vivian watched from the win dow of her room in the hotel and unused upon her plan.
 ." That is the new yacht the young mil Honaire, John Powell has just bought is it not?" she asked of the attentive hotel maid. The maid quick to assent. Have you seen MT. Powell, ma'am?" the maid asked eagerly. He is so handsome all the young ladies at the hotel dying to meet himi"
 |" He is an old friend of mine,' said Viv- ian, smiling. "Too bad he went to his yacht before I him. I know he would have taken me aboard" Then, as though the idea had just occurred to her, she clapped her shapely and gem covered hands together and cried. " know what l will do! l wired here before I came that a sailboat should be hired for me. The clerk told the owner of the sailboat had it waiting for anchored off the dock. If I hurry I can sail out to the yacht before MT. Pow ell will be through looking it over and get ting under way for the trial trip! Here, help me into these clothes!' And with the maids assistance Vivian quickly attired herself in fetching sailor costume which set off her rich beauty to advantage.
 Calling taxi, she drove to the wharf to find the sailboat owner waiting for her. Declaring she was a good sailor of pleas ure craft and could handle small boat well as any man-which was true enough Vivian MarstOn refused the assistance of the bewildered sailboat owner. She had him up the sail for her and left him at the wharf and headed the pretty craft in the direction of the graceful yacht chored far out Already, with steam up and anchcr weighed, the yacht ready to start off on it's first voyage under the command of its new owner, " John PoweH'
 Far away in the Sierras, in that wild zion where lie the Lady Veronica mines. owned, like the great white yacht in Santa Barbara bay, by John Powel1,'' another fair but younger woman seeks also this fortunate young man. Reused from the slumber of exhaustion, Esther and Quabba hastened along the mountain road toward the now deserted mine. By some unfortu- nate chance the evil pair who pursued and who had lost them in the flight in the night sighted them again. Quabba was first to sense the renewed pursuit. q. There is Blair Stanley and Luke Lovell!" he cried. Esther gathered up her skirts and ran like young fawn beside her faithful protector.
 The mine is not far away; we heard the whistle at daybreak quite plainly" Esther panted Arthur is there; Arthur will save us!"
 But she little knew there was none to save her at the place of refuge. Arthur