The Prescott daily news., 1918-04-20

'ueei, Dill carryino .a sack or gold perched carelessly op s ons ns
 Say, their enterprise has por. . length of establishing a branos a"e me here. I sec" '" oank
 He called her attention to a s. rooted edifice, its new-boarded ua wap as yet guiltless of paint, excent u,n %alls row of black letters set fort. ".ere 1t was the Bank of British N snat America. Norh
 That's good place to stow ..,- builion," he remarked. 'I want to ,,. a.. 1t off my hands," '" se' So to the bank they bent tbo,r .. A solemn, horse-faced EnglishmD weighed the gold, and issued B,ll :. ceipt' expressing polite regret ths. lack of facility to determine ,ts ea. ness prevented him from convert,na 7. into cash. That means trip to vancouvo. Bill remarked outside. "Well. wa c., stand that" w 'aa From the bank they went to .,. hotel, registered, and were shown ' a room. For the first time since ,ns summit of the Klappan Range. whers. her tiny hand glass had suffered d,. aster, Hazel was permitted a cls., view of herself in a mirror. I'm a perfect fright! 1" she mournsa Huh" Bill grunted. "You,rs .n right. Look at me-"
 The trail had dealt hardly with ho,. in the matter of their personal appes,' ance. Tanned to an abiding brown they were, and Hazel's one-time smooth face was spotted with fiy hIte. and marked with certain scratche. suffered in the brush as they skirted the Kispiox. Her hair had lost ih sleek, glossy smoothness of arrange. ment. Her hands were reddened and rough. But chiefly she was concerned with the sad state of her apparel. She had come matter Of four hundred miles in the clothes on her back-apd they bore uneQuivocal evidence of ths l journey.
 ''rm a perfect fright" she repeated pettishly. "One's manners, morala clothing. and complexion all suffer from too close contact with your b. loved North. Bill"
 "Thanksv he returned shortly. T suppose I'm perfect fright. too. Long hair, whiskers. grimy, calloused hands and all the rest of 1t. A shave and hair cut, 0 bath and new suit of clothes will remedy that. But I'll be the same personality in every essential quality that l was when l sweated over the Klappan with a hundred pounds on my back"
 "I hope so," she retorted. "I don't require the shave, thank goodness, but l certainly need a bath-and clothes l wish had the gray suit that's prob ably getting all moldy and moth-eaten at the Pine River cabin. wonder If l can get anything fit to wear herer
 "Women live here," Bill returned quietly. "and suppose the stores sup ply em with duds. Unlimber that bank roll of yours, and do some shop ping"
 She sat on the edge of the bed, re- garding her reflection In the mirror with extreme disfavor. Bill fingered his thick stubble of a beard for thoughtful minute. Then he sat down beside her.
 What's a mollah, honi" he wheed' Jed. What makes you such c:esses patch all at oncew
 "Oh, don't know" she answered dolefnlly. "Im tired and hungry, ana I look .fright-and-oh, just every thing"
 "Tut. rutw he remonstrated gooo naturedly. "That's just mood again. We're out of the woods, literally anu flguratively. If you're hungry. let's so and see what we can make this hotei produce in the way of grub oeio'V we do anything else"
 "I wouldn't go into their dlnins. room looking like this for the worid' she said decisively. :.
 "All right; you go shopping, then, he proposed, "while take these lufs up to old Hacks place and turn them into money. Then we'll dress anu make this hotel feed us the pes' they've got. Cheer up. Maybe II was tough on you to slice year out ol your life and leave 1t in couh'i, where there's nothing but woods an. eternal silence-but we've got arounu twenty thousand dollars to show lo' 1t. Hazel. And one can't get som. thing for nothing. There's pr,.. mark on 1t somewhere, always ~ M my good little pal-and see If you ea" make one of these stores dlg up ,or ' white waist and a black skirt, Ike '''