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Triumph of John Kars n> KIDGEWELL CULLEN. A Thrilling Tale of Love, Adventure, Gold and Indians, With Its Stirring Episodes Set in Alaskan Wildness. RYNOPRIN Allan Mowbray, a trader of the Yukon region, surrounded by hostile llell Klver Indians, gets a letter to Alisa, his wife, and Murray McTavIsh, Allan's partner, wets out with a rescue expedition. Alisa remain* at the post with her son and •laughter. Yleo and Jessie. Hut Allan is killed before the rescue party arrives, and Father Jose, mission priest and executor of Allan's will, finds that Allan owned *cvon-tenths of the post, the source* of w hoe« tremendous wealth seems inexpliea hle. When McTavIsh asks for Jessie's hand, all Alisa will promise is that *he would put no obstacle* in hi** path. !.a»cr John Kars, wealth} and prominent young man of the Northland, stops ut Fort Mow bray with his friend. Dr. Hill Hrudcnc?l, nnd when he leaves for the trail a week later Jessie admit# to her mother thnt she Is In love with him. On a return trip from Seattle. Kars learn* that Mc Tavish Is bringing in large numbers of guns and catrldges. He instruct# Doods to get a tally of McTavIsh’* outfit and his time schedule. MetsTlih tell* him Pap’s gunmen are in town. McTavisli on a *hort visit to the fort brings reports of Alec’s well-being and propose* to Jes«de. “I never could lov© you, Murrty,° she says. CHAPTER V.—(Continued) I)r. Bill Investigates There was the briefest possible pause, and a sound reached them from outside. But the man seemed oblivious to everything but the pas sion consuming hfm. “1 know,” he broke out with furious bitterness and brutal force. "It's because of that man. That Kars-” "Don't dare to say that." Jessie < ried. "You haven't a right to speak i hat way.” She shrank away from him. "Well, maybe I haven't, since you say so. But I’m not taking your an swer now. I'll ask you again—next year, maybe. Maybe you'll feel dif JO-ent then.” Me swung about with almost elec trical swiftness as his final words < a me with a low biting emphasis. And his movement was In response! to the swift o|ienlng of the door of the office. John Kars was standing jn its framing. *i "Why, say, you folks, I'm glsd to have found you right away," Kars said, with perfect cordiality. "Wo just pulled in on the trail, and came l ight along up.” Murray was completely master of Vitamines at First Hand Authorities agree that among thefoods thatarerich estinvitaminesarethefruits of the citrus family. Among j the richest of these in vita mine elements(owinglarge ! ly to its abundant juice) is | Added to this is an exquisite ! j flavor that makes it an ideal ta- , i Me luxury. Buy it by thm box (tt writ/ komp for wmmkm). but mtwmyrn look for thm Atwood wrmppmr. 1 Wholesale Distributor I Trimble Brothers ! • . * * • 'v . ‘ himself. Be was smiling his usual greeting while John Kars shook hands will Jessie. "You going right down home now?' Kars asked her. "Why, yes," she answered readily. “I’ll be along down to pay my re spects to your mother. Meanwhile Bill and I need a yarn with Murray here. We re stopping a while.” While he was speaking he accom panied the girl to the door and watched her till she had passed the angle of the building. Then he turned back to the trader. “Alec's out." he said. “He was shot up in the dance hall at the Ely sian Fields.’’ There was a sort of amazed in credulity in Murray's dark eyes and his words came haltingly. “Shot up? But—but—you're fooling. You—you must be. God! You must he!” Kars shrugged. “I tell you Alec Is dead. Shot up.” "God!'' Thtn came a low. almost muttered expression of pity. The poor darn womenfolk.’’ Murray sat nerveless in his chair, and hig bulk seemed to have become flabby with less of vitality. “Yes. It's going to he terrible— for them.” Kars spoke with a force which helped disguise bis real emotions. By a great effort Murray pulled himself together. “It's—it's Shaun bauni,” he said. “It's over—that woman. And I warned him. I told him Shaunbauni meant doing him up some way. An' ho laffed. Just luffed, and—guessed he was glad. And now —they've got him. It's broke me all up. But the women. Jessie! His mother! Say, it's going to break their hearts all to pieces." Kars stirred in his chair. “We figgered that way,” he said col'll; "That's why we came around to you first. I’m going to tell <’■ - nen folk. And when I've told . m I go o you'll need to stop around a while. That's if you reckon this plai ■ is to— Say, they’ll need time—plenty. It's up to you to help them by keeping your hand on the tiller o< things right here." Murray maned back in Ms chair. "Yes, It's ut> to hie,” he said with emphasis. "I don't need the asking —by any one. I was Allan's partner, and Allan’s friend. It's my duty ami my right to get in between these poor folk and a world that would show them small enough mercy. And 1 don't hand my right to any man liv ing. I got to thank you coming along to me. But it don’t need you, or any other man, to ask mo to get busy for the sake of these folk. You can reckon on me looking after things right here, Kars. I'm ready to do all I know. Allan left his work only half done. It was for them. And I'm going to carry it through. The way he'd have had it.” John Kars went to break the news to Alec's mother. "You have come to talk to me of Alec? Yes? What of him?” Alisa Mowbray's eyes were eager. Then, in a moment, a note of anxiety found expression. "He—Is well?” “No.” “What—has happened? Quick! Tell me'." She stood firmly—un waveringly. Only was there a sud den suppressed alarm in her voice. Kars stirred. The jacket buttoned across his broad chest seemPd to stifle him. 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Please send me de tailed Information regarding terms, tone, ap pearance, etc. I cruelty unthinkable. "He was shot by a tough." he said. "It was at the Elysian Fields, lie was dancing, and there was a quarrel. If blame there was for Alec it was just his youth, I guess." Her lips were unmoving. Her eyes terrible In their stony calm. "Go on.” she said. And at her bidding the man talked. He told his story in naked outline, smothering tho details of her boy's delinquencies, and sparing her everything which could wound her mother's pride and devotion. At the conclusion of his pitiful story he waited. His purpose was to leave the woman to her grief, be lieving that time, and her wonder ful courage, would help her. "Jessie will be along," he said. The mother looked up with a start. "Yes,” she said. “She's all I have left. Oh, God, It will break her young heart." He turned with a movement sug gesting precipitate flight. But his going was arrested by the voice he knew and loved so well. “What— what—will break her young heart?” Jessie was standing just within the room and the door was closed behind her. Once again the forti tude of the older woman displayed itself. “I'll tell you, Jessie, when— he's gone.” Kars went up to Jessie. He looked clown Into her questioning, troubled eyes with Infinite tenderness. "Jes sie, there’s things I can say to you I can’t say even to your mother. I want to say them now, with her look ing on. I can’t put all I feel Into words. Those things don't come easy to me. You see, I’ve never had anything beyond my own concerns to look after, ever before in my life. Other folks never kind of seemed to figger with me. Maybe I'm selfish. It seems that way. But now—why, now that's all changed. Things 1 always guessed mattered, don't mat ter any longer. And why? Why: because there's just two women ill the world got right into my heart, and everything else has had to n.r.ke way for them. Do you get me, - ild? Maybe you don't. Well, it’s ust that all I am or ever hope to be i o' you. It don’t matter the miles L tween us, or the season. When I g>t your call I'll answer—right away." Ailsa Mowbray and Jessie fought out their own battle, as once before they had had to fight. For days they saw no one hut the little priest who remained ever at their call. The primitive in their lives demanded for ihem that none should witness their hurt. They asked neither sympathy nor pity, wherein shone forth the mother’s wondrous courage which had supported her through every trial. The days passed without the departure of Kars and Bill. Kars could not leave the fort for the ad venture of Bell river till ho had put beyond all doubt the hopes he had built on the love that had (Jiecome the whole meaning of earthly hap piness to him. Bill understood this. Murray McTavish continued at his post, undemonstrative, without a sign. His projected Journey had been definitely abandoned. CHAPTKB VI. The Out World. So two weeks passed. Jvurs and i Jessie were lit the bank of the river again. The man was standing,, large, dominating before her, but obsessed by every unmanly fear. The girl was sitting on a fallen tree trunk. “You were scared that day we pulled into the fort," he said, in his abrupt way. “Yes.” she admitted. “That's how I guessed," he said. "I reached the office on the dead jump—after I saw through the win dow. Why? Murray had you scared. I-low?" "Murray asked me to marry him. He—asked me just then. I-t-wlsh he hadn’t.” “Why?” The inexorable pressure was maintained. Jessie tried to avoid his eyes. She would have resented such catechism even in her mother. But she was powerless to deny this man. "Why?" she echoed at last. Suddenly she raised her eyes to his again. They were frankly yielding. "Guess I'd rather have Murray guiding a coni mercial proposition than hand me out the schedule of life.” "You don’t like him. and you're scared of him. I wonder why?" She flung back her head. "Say, why do you talk that way?" she pro tested. "Is it aways your way to drive folks? I thought that was just Murray's way. Not yours. But you're right, anyway. I'm scared of Murray when he talks love. I’m scared, and don't believe. I'd as lief have his hate as his love. And—and I haven't a thing against him." There was a sort of desperation In the girl's whole manner of telling of her fears. It hurt the man us he listened. But his pressure was not idle. He was seeking corroboration of the doubts which had assailed him for the first time when he learned of the nature of Murray's freight with John Uunne, and which had received further support in his real ization of the man's lies on the sub ject of Alec. "I ve got to talk that way," he wild. "I'm not yearning to drive you any. Say, Jessie, if there's a person in this world I'd hate to drive it's you. But I saw the scare in your eyes through the window of that feller's office, and I just had to know about it. I can’t hand you the things tumbling around in the back of my head. Maybe some time they’ll straighten out, and when they do I'll be able to show them to you. Meanwhile, we'll leave ’em where they arc. and simply figger I'm thinking harder than I ever thought in my life, and those thoughts ate around you, and for you, nil the time. I'm quitting to morrow. But I couldn’t go till I'd made a big talk with you." He paused. Not from his manner could any one have detected the depths of emotion stirred in hint. A great fear possessed him, and his heart was burdened with the crush ing weight of it. I*'or the first time in his life his whole future seemed to have passed into other hands, and those hands were the brown, sun burned hands, so small, so desir able, of this girl. He drew a deep breath. "Y’see, Jessie, I want to tell you things. I want to! tell you I love you so that nothing else counts. I want to tell you I've been traipsing up and down this long trail hunting around all the ; while for something, and I guessed that something was—gold. So it was. I know that now. But it wasn't tlie gold we men folk start out to buy our pleasures with. It was the sort of gold that don't lie around in ■placers.’ It don't llo anywhere around in the enrth. It’s on top. It walks around, and it's in a good woman’s heart. Well, say," lie went on, moving towards the tree trunk, and sitting down at lhe girl’s side. "I found it. Oh. yes. 1 found it. But I'm up against it. 1 can't get that gold till its handed me. And the only hands can pass it my way art— yours." Ho reached out. and one hand gently closed over the small brown ones clasped so tightly together. "Just these little hands, he contin ued, while the girl unresistingly yielded to his pressure. "Say, little Jessie, there's a sort of heaven on this enrth for us menfolk. It’s a heaven none of us deserve. And it lies in the soul of one woman. If she guesses to open the gate, why, we can walk right In. If she don't choose that way, then I guess there's only perdition waiting around to take us in. Well, 1 got to those gates right now." One arm unob trusively circled the girls waist, and slowly its pressure drew her towards him. "And I’m waiting. It’s all up to you. I’m Just standing around. Maybe—maybe you’ll— open those gates?" The girl’s head gently inclined towards hint. In a moment her Ups were clinging to his. (To Be Continued In The Morning Bee.) Conte on! Let’s Swap! Dispose of the things you have and get what you want through a "Want" Ad in the SWAP COLUMN of The Omaha Bee. 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