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her arm that she screamed and screamed again.
 4
 A masked figure picking his cautious way along the crest of the hill above them heard that cry and seemed to understand it's meaning. For, on hearing that repeated scream, he no longer picked his way but ran fran tically, and with all his speed. So precipitately did he scurry down that rocky hillside, in fact, that he de- scended in flying leap in the very midst of Legar's followers clustered about the girl. He landed like fallen plumb bob, heels down, knocking one of the conspirators sprawling over the cliff edge as he came. Another he sent with a well-aimed blow in the same direction. The third was not disposed of so easily. But an adept jiujitsu twist of the body soon sent this opponent diving headforemost into the loose gravel. It was then that Legar, seeing his men going down about him like ninepins, re- leased his clutch on the girls arm to draw his revolver.
 At the same moment that he did so the man in the mask, swinging the girl sharply about, darted for the tun- nel mouth. He was through it before Legar could level his gun and fire. He was half leading, half dragging the panting girl down the narrow pas- sage before any of the band could fol- low. But before he dodged for the hidden powder house he threw up his free hand and caught at the loop which hung there at the end of his line. And he pulled 1t vigorously as he ran.
 The result of that simple movement was both prompt and appalling. The thunder of a great detonation shook the earth. The rocky hillside erupted into sudden volcano of flying earth and gravel, f1inging it's tons of debris into the echoing valley. And under the debris could be seen the still struggling limbs of Legar and his men.
 And whatever this plot of theirs may be-" she explained, they intend to fasten 1t on you. I couldn't quite understand, but it had something to do with a postscript to letter which you had left somewhere
 That letter." announced the man in the mask, twas left in Enoch Golden's home. So this must mean some new blow at Golden. And the sooner we get to him, accordingly, the better for everybody"
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more disquieting, however, was that obese bankers reply to the question so fiercely hurled at him.
 My phones dead" he cried out to Manley. "I can't raise central! I can't raise anything!"
 Then beat it for that bank of yours," advised Manley as he made for the door.
 ''Take me with you; for Gods sake. take me with you," cried Stonington, catching up his hat and coat and fol- lowing him.
 T can't,' retorted the young man as he darted for his waiting taxi. I've got to look for a crook called Oyster Joel"
 By the time John Stonington's lan- daulet reached the bank, following the warning already sent on from headquarters, an empty vault lay amid the smoking ruins, and Legar's galleon on wheels, loaded to the brink with its stolen gold. had slipped away unchallensed through the darkness and all trace of it had been lost.
 The objective of that wheeled gal leon, however. seemed to have been nicely appreciated by Oyster Joe. quietly smoking on the deck of an extremely powerful -engined but ex- tremely dirty launch moored in the shadow of Q wharf. That worthy. in- deed, showed marked preference for gloom, since neither his cabin nor his deck lamps were alight. Equally without light was the li,m-
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The Bitter Bitten.

The news of the Third National Bank outrage soon spread through the city. And as the resultant fire grew in intensity the crowd in the neighborhood grew in volume. That crowd increased until the cross street, from Broadway to the slope of the East River water front, was one black mass of humanity. It was still further swelled by home bound clerks and stenographers, by business men and brokers, by drivers and messen- ger boys, by shopkeepers and capital ists, no longer mindful of the dinner hoIr and gathering darkness. For @ third alarm had gone in, and the echoing streets were once more shut tied by spark k-belching engines and changing ladder crews. Police reserves, marshaled by stalwart and stern-eyed captain, had already established their fire lines and still fought back the overcurious that trampled the long scorpions of black hose and kept edging and shouldering ever closer to the scene of the great catastrophe.
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boring truck which craw1edscautfoas- ly down to the lip of the wharf, where, after an exchange of quietly whistled signals, a number of vaguely outlined figures set about lifting a pile of small but sturdy canvas sacks and boxes from the motor truck to the waiting launch. This was done in utter silence. The moment the transfer had been completed the launch slipped out from the wharf shadow, arrowing it's way down the East River with muf1ed engine and no lights showing.
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and boxes from the motor truck to the waiting launch. This was done in utter silence. The moment the transfer had been completed the launch slipped out from the wharf shadow, arrowing it's way down the East River with muffied engine and no lights showing.
 the launch, the two newcomers who had been ordered aboard his craft, after 1t had been so silently and quickly loaded, occupied much of his attention. It was soon plain, however, that he had small wish for conversa- tion with them. When. after three miles of silent travel, during which the white-bearded man at the wheel had responded with nothing more than a sulky grunt, one of the new corners suddenly struck a match and held 1t close to the white-beared face, the hands gripping the wheel quite as suddenly relinquished their hold and fastened themselves about the throat or the overinquisitive cargo sentry. Before his companion, standing closer to the bow of the boat, could quite realize the meaning of the movement. the two men beside the wheel were wr1thing and stamping and panting about the narrow deck.
 But, oddly enough, in that struggle the bewhiskered old boatman had undergone @ sudden and startling change. The clutching fingers of his enemy in the second contest along the boatdeck had buried themselves in the thick white beard decorating that launch owners chin. And when this enemy went overheard that fringe of whiskers went with him, leaving at the wheel a somewhat altered and considerably younger looking man. And that this unknown amender of destinies was still intent on nursing the secret of his identity was further evidenced by the fact that, before turning his boat about and facing the ebb-tide current of the North River, he carefully ad- justed over his nose @ narrow band of yellow cloth, with its little apron of an inverted crescent. Still later, as he closely watched the light-span- gled shore line, he caught sight of two small winking eyes of green and red. Accepting this apparently as a signal, he swung in close under the shadow of @ coal barge and made fast at the slip end, where high above him a waiting taxicab stood close be- side the stringpiece. Yet. hurried as the man in the mask seemed to be, he took time to sit under one of the cabin lamps and indite a short epis- tie. This epistle, addressed to ''Enoch Golden and his friends" read as fol- lows:
 The funds from the Third Ma tionaI Bank vault are now in my possession and will be duly re- turned to the rightful owners. But that I may enjoy the luxury of the game as we'll as the name, I am withholding from those re- turned funds the $5O,OOO in gold which was formerly the property of the man who, by expressing the poor, has compelled this ac- tion. When that man looks into his own heart and returns to the paths of wisdom, this gold will be returned to him by
 THE LAUGHING MASK.
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nounced to his followers, "to get ready for work!"
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The triumphant light soon went out of young Manley's face, however, as he stood close beside the police cap- tain in the booth. He could hear that official call for the number, ask for Stonington, and crisply demanded of the banker if the order for the vault transfer was authentic or not. He the police official he thrust an au- could hear the captains grunt Of as- surance as he listened, and his re- peated grunt as he hung up the re- ceiver.
 "Of course it's authentic! And I want to know what this game Is! What are you and your bunch out there trying to put over?"
 ''I tell you that wasn't Stonington that spoke. It couldn't have been" cried the desperate young secretary. The captain was already on his feet and fighting his way back to the fire lines.
 "Then suppose you go up and tell him he's been dreaming" mocked the irate official. 'Then get his affidavit to that effect and amble back with it."
 Manley himself was already dart ing for the door.
 That's just what I'll do," he called out as he made for the corner of Broadway on the run, and there, still on the run, leaped to the running board of an empty taxicab north bound.
 Get me to John Stonington's house on Park avenue; get me there as soon as you can," he told the startled driver. And there's $1o in 1t if you do 1t quick!'
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There was no relaxing of this vigil lance, in fact, when the limousine of Enoch Golden himself came throb- ping and crawling through that densely packed mob of human beings. This second vehicle was motor truck on which was mounted not only number of men in the uniform of bank attendants but also a police lieutenant, who had been requisi- toned to clear a way. through the crowd. For this was not the intru- sion of mere curiosity seekers. That much the captain in charge of the po- lice lines promptly discovered when he was on the point of ordering both truck and attendants out of the for bidden territory. For the cool-eyed man in command of that truck had come we'll armed for any such emer- gency. Into the astonished hand of the police lieutenant he thrust an au- thoritative-looking document from the president of the Third National himself
 This letter of introduction read:
 To the Omcials in Charge, Act
 
 our directors, I herewith author ize the agents of the Western Na- tiOnaI Bank to take possession of and remove the contents of Third atiOnal Bank vaults to the vaults of the Western National. As this decision was arrived at to frus- trate any possible interference with our gold and collateral when so obviously exposed, trust you will do everything possible to ex- pedtte the removal of this treas- ure to place of safety. Yours very truly,
 JOHN ELIOT sTONINGTON,
 President. At the same time that the police captain, acting on this peremptory or der, was clearing path to the neigh borhood of the still smoking vaults. Enoch Golden, with Margery and Manley at his side, was fighting to break through those jealously guarded fire lines. And at the sight of the motor truck and the Western Ma tional attendants his antics became even more frenzied than before.
 But I tell you I'm Enoch Golden was the financier's frantic cry.
 'I don't care if you're the President O the United States was the re- tort. You stay out"
 It was young Manley himself who. watching his chance, suddenly slipped in through the lines
 You've got to keep this gold from going out" that youth cried into the face of the somewhat astounded cap tain.
 "Who are your" demanded that of- ficial. And what pipe school did you pick that idea from?'
 "I picked it from a warning that came to Enoch Golden thls morning. l tell you you're handing forty mil lions to a bunch of crooks on forged order!"
 The captain called g couple of his mon.
 "i'hen telephone to Stonington him..
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Copyright, 1915, by Arthur Stringer.
 FOURTH EPISODE.
 The Name and the Game.

EGAR, as an upholder of the
 Hugoesque maxim that au- dacity should always crown audacity, had reason to feel
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ing: "Oh, Mr.. yaEdervyn, how can
you? Captain Hardy never swore once
during all our delightful rides"
you've been riding with him every
day?'
"All except one. I've been sorry
ever since that missed that one. He
was Invariably courteous. He is q
gentleman"
ssYca infer that l am mott eE-
claimed Vandervyn. $50 he's courteous
and smooth and slick. is he? One
9n;stit jttoss gnat you've Decn raised
Ia the backwoo6s."
'Iou forget / spent four years at
the capital of Canada"
I'm convent! No wonder you've
let him play YOU
The girl met the jeer with tantaliz-
Ing smile.
ut has been q most amusing game.
He treats me with as much respect as
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Before she could prevent him, he
twisted about and raised himself on his
elbow.
"Ohr' she demonstrated. You
should not move.
He forced laugh between his
clenched teeth.
no, it's what / thought-only q
scratch All right now, except for q
little dizziness. haze been imposing
on your sympathy Did you see where
the shot came from! ! must so and
rout out the rascal"
The girl grasped his rifle and sprang
up away from him.
"You shall not CO., she declared.
I'm sure he ran away the moment you
fell
Hardy Strengthened on his knees and
rose unsteady to his feet. His voice
was as firm as his pose was lottery !;
BE so kind as to help me to mount
Hardy turned his mare down the cou-
lee. Marie, despite his protests, rode
between him and the ridge behind
which she had seen the blanketed
man.
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and shoulders Of man. lie IS rid
ing along on the far side Of the ridge
an Indian; his head is nuff1ed in q
blanket"
''Marie!" softly repeated Hardy.
The girl sprang to her feet. HE
has disappeared-bu we are no longer
alone in the world, Captain Hardy.
Let us so down.
With instant repression Of his dis
appointment. Hardy took the glasses
and offered his hand to assist her down
the first ledge. She ignored the offer.
Nor did she permit him to help her al
all during the descent.
Her pony leaped away with the usual
jumping start or q bronco. The mare
stepped clear OF the low scrub near
the rill edge, ont Upon the sandy level
of the couee bottom. She was in the
act of breaking into trot when her
riders hat whirled from his head and
he pitched sideways out of the saddle
as if struck by lightning.
A moment later the report of the shot
reached Marie. She glanced over her
shoulder and saw Hardy outstretched
ON the ground, tlaccid and inert.
With a suddenness that almost threw
her poay off lis ninble feet, she
Wrenched him around. The mare had
stopped within two strides, and twist
ed her head about TO look at her fallen
master. The manner in which he Ind
fallen showed that the shot had come
from up the conlee. Flinging herself
from her pony, she piucked Hardy's
rifle out of it's sheath and leveled it
across the saddle. But she could see
no sign of the assassin, and no sec
ond bullet came whirring across the
coulee. Without a second look up the
coulee, she bent over to rip the hem
from her underskirt. This gave her a
bandage. Her own and Hardy's hand
kerchiefs served for a compress. Swift
ly she bound them on the long wound
above his temple and stopped the
bleeding.
When at last he opened his eyes, his
head was in her lap. He gazed up into
her down-bent face, his mind still in
daze. A frown of pain creased his
forehead. He murmured, in the queru-
lous tone of a sick child: Mother
mother 70
Instinctively her soft hand began to
smooth away the frOwn with a gentle,
caressing touch. His eyes closed in
restful contentment. The girl con-
tinued to stroke his forehead. Sud-
denly his eyelids lifted, and he looked
up with the clear, bright gaze of full
consciousness. He saw the womanly
compassion in her beautiful face. Her
eyes were tender and lustrous with
sympathy for his suffering.
'Marie!" he murmured. cit is you!
II thought my mother"
"Hush!" she said. 'You have been
shot in the head. do not know how
serious it is"
"Shot? In the head?" He lay still,
considering this. Her look had not
altered under his gaze. From her utter
lack of self-consciousnes he OWNED
that she thought him dangerously if
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Hardy had faiien asleep. She rose
and went into the house, and Wander
vyn followed her.
The young man made no attempt to
conceal his anger. He closed the par
Tor door and turned upon her accus-
ingly. $50 that's what you've been up
to all the time I've been away?"
.'Up to what, pray?'
"Coquetting with that old fossil of a
tin soldier
sam / not 9 dGtiful daughter?' the
girl parted. Mon pere said must
make myself agreeable to the agent =
HE did,"
why not go and ask him, if you
doubt what ] say?'
Il don't. That's just it--damn it
allr'
The girls eyes flashed with resent
ment, but her voice was sweetly mock
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SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER lat the edge Of the Lako>
tab Indian reservation rider by strategy
rescues a quarterbreed girl and two men
from an Indian attack.
CHAPTER 1.-THE rider is Capt. Floyd
Hardy, u. 8. army, new Indian agent;
the rescued, Reginald Vandervyn, nephew
of u. s. Senator Clemmer and agency
clerk, Jacques Dupont, post trader and
his daughter Marie.
CHAPTER IIT-Vandervyn tells Hardy
of disaffection among the Indians, of the
murder of Nogen, the-last agent, and OF
his having been promised the agency.
Hardy calls council of chiefs at the
agency. Redbear, the halfbreed inter-
prefer, brings his sister to the valley.
CHAPTER IV-Dupont and Vandervyn
find Hardy unbribable when they propose
to share profits in a mine they are il
legally working on the reservation.
CHAPTER V-Vandervyn primes Red
bear to wrongly interpret Hardy's talk ia
the Indians and makes love to Redbear's
sister, Oinna.
CHAPTER VI-The chiefs become an
cry at what they are told Hardy says
and leave the council.
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not fatally wounded. After pause, he
began to speak with the calmness that
sometimes masks the most profound
| feelings:
"YoN scarcely know me-but, ia the
circumstances, ] trust you will pardon
me for-not waiting. I loye you. From
the first thought you the most beauti-
full girl had ever seen. Now know
you to be the most lovely-your soul as
beautiful as your face. Do not shake
your head. Tt is the truth"
| She ayerted her shame-flushed face.
FL cannot permit you to speak to me
this way"
| "You are too good and kind to refuse
to hear me-" he replied in the same
calm voice. II know about him,
know have no chance, dear, He is
young and handsome; while T." The
pale lips curved in quizzical smile.
The girls bosom heaved. The tears
Overran her trimming eyes. "You are
are generous! Il did not think any
man could be SO generous!"
Again his lips curved whimsically.
perhaps am generous because there
is no other course open. would ask
you-would urge you-to marry me, if
I thought had even a fighting chance
of winning YOU"
Marty you You would ask me? Yet
you know what my father is like; and
you army people are SO proud. I, an
indian auarterbreed, and my father
! what he is |"
MY mother passed aWag-only a
| few months ago. She was all had.
Now / shall always have the thought
Of your goodness in addition to the dear
memory of her.
/ The girl turned her face still farther
away from him. Il cannot endure
| You shall not Think Of me that way! T.
II beg your pardon, Miss Dupont" he
apologized. 1T is most inconsiderate
and ungenerous of me to lie here claim
ing your sympathy on false pretenses.
! feel my strength coming back. Itmust
be that the bullet merely grazed my
head"
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"That's great! Well tell it to every
body. But remember, not word about
the marriage until after we get rid OF
Hardy and l am agent. Then things
will go all right for all OF u.s.. You
savvy that, Charlie? While you rub
down the mare I'll go in and say good
by until tomorrow morning.
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If I We're a young lady of his own set"
There's no one else here for him to
flirt with"
"That is an advantage, is 1t not?"
The girl dropped into her English man.
ner. 81 daresay he will forget me as
soon as he gets back to civilization
unless decide to accept his proposal"
Vandervyn stared at her cynically.
"You needn't try to rag me, Marie"
She smiled. $50 you do doubt what
! say. Yet it is true. Captain Hardy
did me the honor of declaring that he
wished to marry me"
Hardy asked ou?-he, a captain
In the regular army y
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Have few choice city lots for
sale, easy payments.-B. E. French.
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continued next week.
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The joke of it all is that nobody is giving away
gasoline engines. They charge for these just the
same as we do for kerosene engines, and for
engine just good as an International they
charge just as much money. When they reduce
the price they cut the quality in order to get the
"low-price" argument. It's the only argument
they have. They point out $40 or $50 saving
they claim they enable you to make. You don't
With gasoline at 1863 cents gallon and kerose
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