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CHAPTER VIII.
Gid Holt Goes PROSPECTING.

Gid Holt Goes Prospecting.
As soon as Selfridge reached Kamat.
lah he began arranging the stage
against the arrival of the government
agent. His preparations were elab-
crate and thorough. A young engineer
named Rowland had been In charge of
the development work, but Wally re-
arranged his forces so as to let each
dummy entryman handle the claim en-
tered in his name. One or two men
about whom he was doubtful he dis
charged and hurried out of the camp.
The company boarding house became
a restaurant, above which was sus-
pended newly painted sign with the
legend, "San Francisco Grill, ]. Glynn,
Proprietor" The store also passed
temporarily into the hands of its mana
ger. Miners moved from the barracks
that had been built by Macdonald into
hastily constructed cabins on the in
dividual claims. Wally had always
fancied himself as stage manager for
amateur theatricals. Now he justified
his faith by Transforming Kamatlah
outwardly from company camp to a
mushroom one settled by wandering
prospectors.
Gideon Holt alone was outside Of all
these activities and watched them with
suspicion. He was an old-timer, sly
but fearless, who hated Colby Macdon-
aid with a bitter jealousy that could
not be placated and he took no pains
to hide the fact. He had happened to
be in the vicinity prospecting when
Macdonald had rushed his entries
Partly out of mere perversity and part
~ by reason of native shrewdness, old
Holt had slipped in and located one of
the best claims in the heart of the
group. Nor had he been moved by per-
suasion, threats, or tentative offers to
buy REIMBURSEMENT. He was obsti-
nate. He knew good thing when he
had 1t, and he meant to SIT tight.
The adherents of the company might
charge that Holt was cracked in the
upper story, but none Of them denied
he was sharp as street arab. He
guessed that all this preparation was
not for nothing. Kamatfah was being
dressed UP to impress somebody who
would shortly arrive. The first thought
of Holt was that group of big CAPT.
talfsts might be coming to look over
their investment. But he rejected this
surnise. There would be no need to
try any deception upon them.
Mail from Seattle reached camp once
month. Holt sat down before his
stove to read one of the newspapers he
had brought from the Office. It YVES
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coming exile, Selfridge made no com.
plants to Macdonald. That man of
steel had no sympathy with the yearn-
ings for the fieshpots. He was used
to driving himself through discom-
fort to his end, and he expected as
much OF his deputies. Wherefore
Waiiy took the boat at the time sched-
uled and waved dismal farewell to
wife and friends assembled upon the
wharf.
Elliot said good-by to the Pagets
ard Miss O'Neill ten days later. Diane
was very frank with him.
Il hear you've been sleuthing around.
Gordon. for facts about Colby Macdon.
aid. don't know what you have heard
about him, but l hope you've got the
sense to see how big man he Is and
how much this country here owes
him."
Gordon nodded agreement. Eyes,
he's big man."
"And he's good,' added Sheba eager.
~. "He never talks Of it, but one
finds out splendid things he has DONE"
The young man smiled, but not at all
superciliously. He liked the stanch
faith Of the girl in her friend, even
though his investigations had not led
him to accept goodness as the out
standing quality Of the Scotsman.
Il don't know what we would do
without him." Diane went on. s'"Give
him ten years and free hand and
Alaska will be fit for white people to
live in. These attacks on him by news
papers and magazines are an outrage"
ITS plain that you are a PARTISAN"
charged Gordon gayly.
I'm against locking up Alaska and
throwing away the key, if that is what
you mean by partisan. We need this
country opened up-the farms settled
the mines worked, the coal fields de-
veloped, railroads built"
'"The Kusiak chamber of commerce
ought to send YOU out as a lecturer to
change public opinion, Diane. You are
one enthusiastic little booster for free
dom of opportunity" laughed the
young man.
'Oh, well! !" Diane joined in his
laughter. 1t was one of her good
points that she could laugh at herself.
II dare say do sound like a real es-
tate pamphlet, but it's all true any
how"
Gordon left Kusiak as reluctantly as
Wally Selfridge had done, though his
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AND NOW THEY ARE COOKING
TOBACCO TO MAKE IT BETTER

For good many years The American
Tobacco Company have been conductinga
series of experiments having as their
object the improvement of smoking
tobaccos.
And it is interesting to know that one
Of the greatest of their discoveries was one
Of the simplest, and that was, that cooking
or toasting tobacco improved it in every
way, just as cooking most foods improves
them.
They took a real Burley tobacco grown
il this country; toasted it as you would
toast bread; moistened it to replace the
natural moisture driven off by toasting:
made it into cigarettes, called them
LUCKY STRIKE, the toasted cigarette"
and offered them to the public.
Theresult has been the greatestdemand
ever created for any tobacco product in q
similar length of time.
The change produced by toasting is not
only most wholesome, but the flavor is
greatly improved, just as cooking improves
meat. for example.
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,urrs I-As Il representative of the
1.ament Gordon Elliot Is on his way
.Isska TO investigate coal claims. On
,.a,t he meets and becomes interested
allow passenger whom he learns is
.,ha O'Neill. also going in" Colby Mac
IA active head of the land-grahbing
s.eate under investigation, comes aboard.
..aonald is attacked by mine laborers
80 ne had discharged, and the active in
pantion of Eliot probably saves his life.
4, ,prrR II-Elliot and Macdonald be-
n. In n measure friendly, though the lat
|. docs not know that Elliot is on Il mis-
4. uhich threatens to spoil plans of Mac
-.N TO acquire millions of dollars through
4. un,awful exploitation of immensely val
~ eoal fields. Elliot also "Scts line
i ~ position occupied by Waly Selfridge,
s..aonald's right-hand man, who is return
I. fom a visit to the States" where he
n souc in IN effort to convince the au-
|s.s,fies that there was nothing wrong in
sscdoaalds methods.
ruapTyR III-Elliot secures an introduce
~ il Miss O'Neill and while the boat is
[,ifny On freight the pair set out to climb
4 larally famous mountain. They venture
n hlrh and reach Il position from which it
E,mpossiblc for Miss ONcill to 20 forward
kturn back.
ErHApTEa Iv-Elliot leaves Shcba and at
hniuent peril of his life goes for assist
y. He meets Macdonald, who had be-
~ alarmed for their safety, and they re-
kyn and rescue Sheba.
EcHApTER Handing ut Kusiak Elliot
- that old friends of his, Mr.. and Mrs.
LET. are the people whom Sheba has come
visit. Mrs. Pagct is Sheba's cousin. At
|1uner Elliot reveals to Macdonald the OBJ
w Of his coming to Alaska. The two men.
I6turally antagonistic. now also become
ky,ls for the hand of Sheba.
CHAPTER vI-AIacdonald, foresecing fail
nv Of his financial plans if Elliot learns
IT. facts, sends Sclfridge to kamatlah to
srYsnge matters so that Elliot will be de-
reiypd as to the true situation.
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Sl' N0PSiS.

by William Macleod Rainel
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before. He would have denied even to
himself that he was in love. but when
ever he was alone his thoughts re-
verted to Sheba O'Neill.
At the big bend Gordon left the river
boat for his crOss-cOuntry trek. Near
the rOadhOuse was an Indian village
where he had expected to get guide
for the Journey to Kamstlah. But the
fishing season had begun. and the men
had all gone down river to take part
in it.
The old Frenchman who kept the
trading-post and roadhouse advised
Gordon not to attempt the tramp alone.
'"The trail it ees what you call dan
gerous. Feefty-Mile Swamp ees mon
ster that swallows men alive, mon
sieur. You wait one week-twO week
free week, and some one will turn
up to take you through" he urged.
"But can't wait And I have an Of
fetal map of the trail. Why can't !
follow it without guide?" Elliott
wanted to know impatientiy.
The post-trader shrugged. "Iaybeso,
monsieur-maybe not. Feefty- Mile-it
ees one devil of trail. No checha-
koes are safe in there without guide.
l, Baptiste, know"
"Selfridge and his party went
through week ago. can follow the
tracks they left"
But if it rains. monsieur, the tracks
will vaneesh, nest ce pas? Lose the
way, and the little singing folk will
swarm in clouds about monsieur while
he stumbles through the swamp"
Elliot hesitated for the better part
of a day, then came to an impulsive
decision. He had reliable map, and
anyhow he had only to follow the
tracks left by the Selfridge party. He
turned his back upon the big river and
plunged into the wilderness.
There came night when he looked
up into the stars of the deep, still sky
and knew that he was hundreds of
miles from any other human being
Never in all his life had he been SC
much alone. He was not afraid, but
there was something awesome in q
world so empty of his kind.
The tracks Of the Sclfridge party
grew fainter after night of rain More
rain fell, and they were obliterated al
together.
Gordon fished. He killed fresh game
for his needs. Often he came on the
tracks of moose and caribou. Some
times, startled, they leaped into view
quite close enough for shot, but he
used his rifle only to meet his wants
The way led through valley and
morass, across hills and mountains. Il
wandered in sort of haphazard fash
ion through sun-bathed universe
washed clean of sordidness and mean
ness.
It was the seventh night out that
Elliot suspected he was off the trail
Rain sluiced down in torrents and mex
day continued to pour from dun sky
His own tracks were blotted out ant
he searched for the trail in vain. Be
fore he knew it he was entangled ir
Fifty-Mile. His map showed hiEl thu
morass stretched for fifty miles to tht
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The pack-hOrSe turned upon MIN
dumb eyes of reproach, struggled to
free it's limbs from the mud, and sank
down helplessly. 1t had travelled IFS
last yard on the long Alaska trails.
After the sound of the shot had died
away Gordon struggled with the pack
to the nearest hummock. He cut holes
in gunny-s;,ck to fit his shoulders
and packed into it his blankets,
saucepan, the beans, the coffee, and
the diminished handful of flour. Into
it went, too, the three slices of bacon
that were left.
He hoisted the pack to his back and
slipped his arms through the Sits he
had made. Painfully he labOred for
ward over the quivering peat. Some
times he stumbled and Went down into
the oozing mud, minded to stay there
and be done with the struggle. But
the urge of life drove him to his feet
again. - It carried him for weary miles
after he despaired of ever covering
another hundred yards.
With old, half-forgotten signals from
the football field he spurred his will.
Perhaps his mind was already begin
ming to wander, though through it all
he held steadily to the direction that
alone could save him.
When at last he went down to stay it
was in an exhaustion so complete that
not even his indomitable will could
lash him to his feet again. For an
hour he lay in a stupor, never stirring
even to fight the swarm Of mosquitoes
that buzzed about him.
Toward evening he sat up and undid
the pack from his back. The matches,
in a tin box wrapped carefully with
oilskin, were still perfectly dry. Soon
he had fire going and coffee boiling
in the frying-pan. From the tin cup he
carried strung on his belt he drank
the coffee. 1t went through him like
strong liquor. He warmed some beans
and fried himself a slice of bacon,
sopping up the grease with cold bis
cult left over from the day before.
Again he slept for a few hours. He
had wound his watch mechanically and
1t showed him four o'clock when he
took up the trail once more. In Seattle
and San Francisco people were still
asleep and darkness was heavy over
the land. Here it had been day for a
long time, ever since the summer sun,
hidden for while behind the low, dis
tant hills. had come blazing forth again
in a saddle between two peaks.
Gordon had reduced his pack by dis
carding blanket, the frying-pan, and
all the clothing he was not wearing.
His rifle lay behind him in the swamp.
He had cut to minimum of safety
what he was carrying. according to his
Judgment. But before long his last
blanket was flung aside. He could not
afford to carry an extra pound, for he
knew he was running race. the stakes
of which were life and death.
Afternoon found him still staggering
forward. The swamps were now be-
hind him. He had won through at last
by the narrowest margin possible. The
ground was rising sharply toward the
mountains. Across the range some
where lay Kamatlah. But he was all
in. With his food almost gone, a wa
ter supply uncertain, restrye strength
exhausted, the chances o4getting over
the divide to safety wei practically
none.
He had come, SO far as'he could see
to the end of the passage.
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/ One Of the men swOre softly. The
gimiet eyes of the old miner fastened
on the spot where in another moment
his hoped-for rescuers would appear.
A man staggered drunkenly into
view. He reeled halfway across the
mouth of the draw and stopped. His
eyes, questing DULY, fell upon the
camp. File stared, as if doubtful
whether they had played him false,
then lurched toward the waiting group
Lost and all in," Holway said in a
whisper to bud.
The other man nodded. Neither of
them made move toward the
stranger, who stopped in front of their
camp and looked with glazed eyes
from one to another. His face was
drawn and haggard and lined. Ex-
IRENE exhaustion showed in every
movement. He babbled incoherently.
"Don't you see he's starving and out
Of his head?' snapped Holt brusquely.
''Get him grub, pronto."
The old man rose and moved toward
the suffering man. "Come, pard. Tha's
all right. Sit down right here and
60 to 1t, us the old sayin' is" He led
the inan to q place beside Big Bill
aud made him sit down. Better light
fire, boys, and get some coffee on.
Don't give him too much solid grub
at firyt."
The furnished man ate what was
given him and clamored for more.
Coming up soon, pardner," Holt
told him scothingly. "Now tell us
how come you to get lost"
The man nodded gravely. "Hit that
line low, Cord. Hit 'er low. Only
three yards to gain"
"Plunab bughouse." commented bud.
chewing tobacco stolidly.
"Out Of his head-that's all. He'll
be right enough after he's fed up and
had good sleep. But right now he's
sure some Exhibit A. Look at the
bones sticking through his cheeks,
Big Bill commented.
"Come, Old-Timer. Get down In
your collar to 1t. Once more now.
Don't T. down on the Job. All together,
now" The stranger CLICKED to an
imaginary horse and made a motion
Of lifting witt his hands.
"Looks like his hawss Is begged
down in Fifty Mile swamp" suggested
Holt.
Looks like" agreed bud.
The old miner said no more. But his
eyes narrowed to shining Sits. If this
man had come through Fifty Mile
swamp, he must have started from the
river. That probably meant that he
had come FROM Kusiak. He was Il
young man, talking the iargon Of a
college football player. Without doubt
he was, In the old phrasing of the
North. n chechako.
Gideon Hollis sly brain moved keen.
" to the possibility that he could put
a name to this human derelict they
| had picked up. He began to see 1t
As more than possibility, as even q
probability, at least as Il fifty-ffty
chance. A sardoEic grin lowered about
the corners Of his grim mouth. It
| would be strange freak Of irony If
Wally Selfridge, to prevent meeting
between him and the government land
agent, had sent him hundred miles
into the wilderness to save the life Of
Gordon Elliot and so had brought
| about the meeting that otherwise
would never have taken place.
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You'll Make it Vet"
south, but he knew that it had been
charted hurriedly by surveying party
which had made no extensive explora-
lions. A good deal of this country was
terra incognita. 1t ran vaguely into a
No Mans Land unknown to the pros
pector.
The going was heavy. Gordon had
to pick his way through the messy
swamp, leading the pack-horse by the
bride. Sometimes he was ankle-deep
In water of greenish slime. Again
he had to drag the animal from the
bog to hummock of grass which gave
a spongy footing. This would end in
another .quagmire of peat through
which they must pillow with the mud
sucking at their feet 1t was hard,
wearing toll. There was nothing to do
but keep moving. The young man
staggered forward till dusk. Utterly
exhausted, he camped for the night on
a hillock Of moss that rose like an
island in the swamp.
Elliot Travelled next day by the COM
pass, He had food for three days
more, but he knew that no living man
had the strength to travel for SO long
In such q morass. It was near midi
day when he lost his horse. The ami
NAL had begged down several times
and Gordon had wasted much time and
spent a good deal of needed energy in
dragging 1t to firmer footing. This time
the pony refused to answer the whip.
It's master unloaded pack ard saddle.
He tried coaxing; he tried the whip.
sCome, Old-Timer. One plunge, and
Younl make it yet" he urged.
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4 Man staggered DrunkenIy Into View

y to find. Drive the horses into the
brush, George. Well sit tight"
bud had been busy stamping out
he campfire while Holway was driv-
ng the horses into the brush.
'Mebbe you had better get the camp
Kings behind them big rocks" Macy
conceded.
Even as he spoke there came the
rack Of revolver almost at the en-
rance to the draw.
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WAR LABOR HEAD NAMED

Felix, Frankfurter of Harvard tni-
versity was appointed by Secretary OF
Labor Wilson today as administrator
of war labor activities.
Creation of the Office is designed to
bring under central control the labor
activities of all government depart
ments having to do with the produc-
ton of war materials. Mr.. Frankfur-
ter will coordinate the industrial
sections of the War and Navy depart
ments, the shipping board, the Depart
ment of Agriculture and the War In
dustries Board. Heretofore all of these
departments have acted independently
in obtaining their labor supply and in
making wage awards.
Mr.. Frankfurter has been serving as
assistant to the Secretary of War, He
recently returned from England; and
France, where he. studied war labor
activities.
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BY FRANK III. SIMONDs.

There is no mistaking the fact that
the victory of Lloyd George in the
house of commons is a popular victory
in America. This is due to the fact
that, rightly or wrongly, American
public opinion has become convinced
that Lloyd George represents in Great
Britain the same determination to win
the war that Clemenceau embodies in
France, and that the fall Of Lloyd
George now would be disadvantageous
to the allied cause.
1t is well recognized in this country
that Mr.. Asquith as prime minister and
public man has been consistent
friend Of the United States; that Sir
Edward Grey, Lord Haldane and others
of the more conspicuous Of his support
ers have been at all times friendly 10
America and considerate of American
interests But this does not and can
not change the fact that a victory for
Mr.. Asauith today would, justly or un-
justly, create in this country something
of the CONSERVATION which would IN
England follow the return to office of
Mr.. Bryan.
Preservation of Unity Foreseen.
In France and in the United States
the decision Of the house of commons
will be hailed as one giving promise OF
a renewed prosecution Of the war with
the utmost vigor and preservation OF
that unity of command and closeness
of relations between the allies which
represent the recent achievement OF
the British prime minister. working in
corporation and sympathy with Presl-
dent Wilson and Premier Clemenceau.
Looking now at the purely British
aspects Of the decision in the house OF
commons on Thursday. it would seem
that the overwhelming vote for the
prime minister represented first OF all
the conviction that it was unwise at
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HYDROPLANE IN PLUNGE

have been on its way from Hampton
roads to the navy yard, plunged into
the Eastern branch a short distance be-
low the yard shortly before noon today
The two naval airmen in the machine
at the time. one of whom the naval
authorities said was Chief Electrician
Palmer, managed to free themselves
from the entanglements as the machine
struck the water and swan about until
picked up by a naval tug which went
to their aid.
The men were carried to the navy
ward and after an examination it was
found that neither was seriously in
jured. although cut and bruised about
the face and body. Officials of the yard
declined to furnish details of the acci-
dent.
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DISTRICT RENT BILL
PASSED BY SENATE

The Senate today, without a roll call,
passed the redrafted johnson bill to
prevent profiteering in rents in the Dis
trict of Columbia.
The bill as redrafted fixes the rents
charged October l. 1917, as the stand
ard of rents to be charged during the
war, and provides for a rent admin
iStrator.
Just before the bill was passed an
amendment, offered by Senator Lodge.
was adopted which would exempt from
the communicating clause those houses
not occupied by their owners or tenants
for three months or more in which
were left.