The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-28
(Conti4ued From Yesterday.)

sized to Ruth, t'but the professor has Sailed. I fear we can tell you noth- Ing about the trident"
 Ruth laughingly told the olde, woman that it did not matter - she had only been desirous of satisfying her curiosity. Abdul sung open the larger outer door for the girl and she startled down the stone steps toward her automobile. After directing the chauffeur to take her home, she open ed the rear door and stepped inside The car suddenly jerked and started swiftly down the street, throwing her into the back seat where she found herself in the vises-lfl>e grip of two men whose features she could not dis tinguish.
 It happened lat a young rancher from San Mario, Phil Stanton by name. was just about leaving the Ho- tel Called onia in search of adventure It was his first visit to San Francisco in some months and he decided to make the most of it. As he reached the corner he heard a woman scream, then @ motorcar shot by him, almost knocking him from the curb. Phil came to his senses quickly and dashed across the square, hoping to cut off the distance between himself and the machine. After a short sprint he leaped for the running board and in another moment crashed through the glass of the door. One of the girls assailants 1eaped from the car, but the other one bounded out from the impact of young Stanton's fist. The chauffeur also leaped from the car, and Phil swung himself to the front seat,r stopping it as it was about to climb the curb.
 "To whom do owe this wonderful rescue?" asked the girl as soon as she had recovered.
 I'm Philip Stanton from San Mario" he 9rinneAd.
 Again let me thank you" smiled the girl.
 "FI hope we may meet again. Phil stammered, but the girl and the whisked away before he could bring emphasis to his thoughts.
 The next day. as Ruth putting the finishing touches on an Indian subject which was to be exhibited at the Academy, the bell rang. She hastily rubbed the sticky clay from her hands, and walking to the door, threw it open.
 "Youi" exclaimed a cneery voice, and the surprised girl found herself looking into the astonisned eyes of her rescuer of the night before. ''I presume I am addressing Miss Ruth Randolph" the young man continued, after the girl had led him into the studio. Ruth nodded. After a few moments of conversation, he handed her the following telegram: =~7 -e- Phil Stanton,
 Hotel Caledonia,
 San Francisco Ca1ff.
 See Ruth Randolph. Offer her
 $1,000 to make statuettes of can
 yon Indians. She is to be our
 guest.
 Jim Loomis.
 'Jim Loor11fs is my partner Stan ton explained. What he says goes for me-" The girl studied the face of the young man before her. What she saw seemed to satisfy her, for she gave him her hand, consenting to un- dertake the new commission.
 Ruth's arrival in San Mario spelled the beginning of & tremendous drama. Little did the girl realize the intrigue and turmoil which was to ensue fol- lowing her coming, nor was Phil Stanton aware of the events which would also throw him into a leading role in the drama
 The two young people left the sta Non at San Mario and proceeded to the Loomis ranch on horses which Loonnts had supplied. AS they laughed and chatted gayly. clattering of hoofIbeats behind them caused them 10 turn in their saddles. Ruth gasp ed with surprise. A thoorseman, cloth ed all fin white, riding a white horse was bearing down upon them. A white head-dress hiding his features, and leaving only his eyes uncovered, streamed behind him. He dashed up to the girl. thrust a note into her hand. and disappeared in a cloud of dust before either of the young peo- pie could say a word.
 Beware the trident" Ruth read. Both were puzzled over the note and the sudden disappearance of the rider They decided. however, to say nothing to anyone about the incident, and retraced their way back to the road leading to the Loomis ranch
 When they, arrived at the porch of the ranch house, Phil introduced Ruth to Julia Wells and Jim Loonlis. Jim after the first preliminaries, i'm formed her that the next day he was going to take her to Chief Gray Wolf. as he was most anxious to have his Indian fn1nnortalized in bronze. As Ruth was weary after her long trip, Miss Wells took her to her room where she prepared to retire for the night.
 About midnight the girl was awak- ened by a noise in her room. Raising herself on her elbow, she opened her eyes fin time to see a man, clothed en- tirely in white. make his escape from her window. With a cry of alarm she sprung from her bed, ran to the win dow and looked out-5ut the nIyster- fous introducer had vanished, Julia and Phil, also aroused by the disturb ance rushed into the girls room. As the thre looked out or the window, Loomis entered. Seeing a note lying on the floor. he picked it up and read:
 As you value your life and hap
 piness do not go to the wigwam
 tomorrow.
 Quietly putting the note in his pocket, he Joined the others at the window, and speaking to Ruth, told her that she must have been mis- taken in supposing someone had en- tered her room. After they had de- parted Ruth, disquieted and wonder ing, tried in vain to sleep
 At the Wigwam. the next morning, al was hustle and excitement. Only Gray Wolf knew that an important zx-a.s O take Illa ce-hiS triheS-