The daily Alaskan., 1915-04-12

woman. He was a good and straight man when $ left him."
 And then he took to horse lifting|
 "In all his life he's taken one horse, IalthOugh he's been blamed for many"
 Was there another man in the trou- bIc between him and his wifeT
 "So they say" she answered.
 "Is Rruute looking for him?"
 "A man cant afford to take the law into his own hands when he's got''--
 "Nhutt"
 "A sick child" And she nodded in the direction of the shakedOwn.
 The man lcaped to his feet. His eyes were rivctcd on hers.
 Do you mean to say that she-she is Brunte IICath's child"
 "Yes," said the woman deliberately.
 "Wherc is he?"
 He has gone to fetch the doctor"
 And the doctor is thirty miles away if hes d foot" He went to the door and looked out. And it's showing derce!' he added in whisper.
 "uow's he mUuuted?"
 "On the horse the sheriff wanted him for. It was his only chance. His own horses died month ago. and he was waiting till the spring before buying more"
 The face of the man was a study in bewidrrmrnt. Nr crossed the floor to the shahcduwm and looked at the sleep ing child
 "Ii!tcd a horse to ride thirty miles in this weather to save his kid." He turned away from rhe bed. And good luck to you, Bruutc," he muttered.
 You'd risk your own neck for him" said tue mau presently,
 "FOr him and the kiddy, yes" For a moment lheir eyes met and spoke. And there was something more than admiration in his. Then his lips opened, and the question that had been disturbing bim for some time refused longer 10 be controlled
 "Whats Bruutc Heath to you?" he asked. And the silence that followed WIS charged with fears and doubts for both of them.
 "Tm his sister" she said at last. And it was Impossible to misUndcrstnnd the deep breath that left his lips.
 And a sister whom he ought to be proud of" he said without reserve.
 Bet the sheriff wouldn't think so."
 I'm not so sure," he said thought. fully.
 He was sitting there gazing at her when suddenly the strained call of a dog wolf reached them With q cry of joy she sprang 10 the door and threw it open.
 X man, slight of stature, yet seeming ly of strength judging by the way in which he hauled his tired horse through the snow, was coming toward the shack. The woman ran to meet him. kissed him arrectionately and drew him into the humble apartment. The mau already there rose to meet him. but the woman was the first to speak.
 "A man bv the name of Joe Gregar Buutr," she said. He came here with the sheriff on his heels, and l gave him a chance. knew that you'd say it was the right thing to do."
 "NIcUbe it was, mebbe it wasn't" he said, staring hard at the stranger. flows tke gal?" His eyes were still fixed on those of the other man. How long have you been in this countryT he asked in a suspicious voice.
 Long enough to know a man when | see one. Your horse has slipped his halter. Bruntc Heath"
 Two heads were turned to the open door simultaneously, ueath's and the womauS. And a cold official voice turned them back again.
 "Put up your hands. Brunte Heath I've got you covered, and 1t wouldn't be easy to miss from this diStance!"
 "I thought that recognized you," said Bruutc stretching his hands above bis head and smiling bitterly as the barrel of the revolver almost brushed his nose. Nan, little gal, they've play ed it low down on you this time. Have you been properly introduced to the new shcrifr?"
 The sheriff thrust his revolver into it's holster and held ont his hand to the man.
 "I did manage to take you without firing shot, Brunte," he said with laugh Bear that in mind, will you? Because one of these days you may hear the fellows chipping the new sheriff, and then you can-well, you can butt in and say that he wasn't quite as green as he looked l don't know what you've got in the pack for the little girl, but if it's doll to play with 1t will do her more good than medicine Keep her arm in the spltnts for a couple of weeks and keep your heart up for good. That little girl on the shakcdown is worth working for honest work! 1 shall come back one of these days"-he glanced meaningly at the woman-"to see how the patient is progressing"
 He walked to the door and looked back.
 Bruntc Heath was bending over his