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DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD, DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA. THE BATTLECRY Author of "The Call of the Cumberland 's" sse swt VT CHAPTER I. Tho leaves of poplar and oak hung still and limp; no ghost of brcozo found Ub way down thoro to stir thorn Into movoment or whisper. Banks of rhododendron, breaking into a foam of bloom, gavo tho Booming of grocn and whlto capped wnves arrested and bo lldiflod by some uuddon paralysis of nature. Sound itself appeared dead, savo for hushed minors that only ac centuated tho stillness of tho Cumber land forest Now, as evening sent her warning with gathering shadows that began to lurk In tho valleys, two mounted fig ures mado no sound either, savo whon a hoof splashed on a sllppory surfaco or saddle-leather creaked under tho patient scrambling of tholr, animals. In front rodo u battered mountain eer astrido a rusty, brown mulo. Tho second figure camo somo yards behind, carefully following in tho othor's wako on a mulo which limped. This second mulo boro a woman, rid ing nstrldo. Sho was a young woman, and it just now hor slender shoulders also drooped a little, still oven in their droop thoy hinted at a gallant graco of carriage. Tho girl was vory slondcr and, though convoyed by tho drab mission ary, "Good AnBo" Talbott, riding astride a lamo mount and accoutored with, saddlebags and blanket-roll, hor clothos were not of mountain calico, but of good fabric, skillfully tailored, and she carried her head erect. Indubitably this was a "furrlner;" a woman from tho other world of "down below." But who was she, and why had sho como? As to that, word had gone- ahead of her and boon duly roportcd to tho ono man who know things hereabout; who mado It a point to know things, and whoso name stood as a challongo to innovation in tho mountains. Whon at morning sho, had startod out from tho Bhack town at tho end of tho rails, "Bad Anso" Havoy's in formora had ridden not far bohlnd hor. Later thoy had pushed ahead and ro; layod tholr message to tholr chief. Sho had often hoard tho namo of Bad Anso Havoy. Tho yollow pross of tho state, and ovon of tho nation, was fond of using it. Whonovor to tho law loss mountains camo a fresh upblazing of feudal hatred and blood was lot, it was customary to say that tho affair boro tho oarmarks of Bad Anso'o in citement. Certain it was that in his own territory this man was ovorlord and dictator. Llko one of tho untamablo caglos that circled tho windy crests of his mountains, ho had watched with eyes that could gaze unblinking into tho sun all men who camo and wont through tho highlands whoro his norlo perched. Those whom ho hated, un less thoy, too, woro of tho eaglo breed, llorco and resourceful and strong of talon, could not remain thoro. This slondcr young woman, astrido a mulo, was coming as tho avowed outrider of a now ordor. Sho meant to mako war on tho wholo fabrlo of lllltoraey and squalid lgnoranco which lay lntronchod horo. Consequently hor arrival would interest Bad Anso Ha voy. Once, when thoy had stopped by a waysldo mill to lot tholr mules pant at tho water trough, sho had caught a scrap of conversation that was not meant for hor oars; a scrap laughingly tossod from bearded lip to boarded Up among tho hlckory-shirtod loiter ers ut tho mljl door. "Itockon thet thar's tho fotchod-in woman what alms tor start a school over on tho head of Tribulation," drawlod ono native "I heard toll of hor t'other day." With a somewhat dorlsivo laugh an other had contributed: "Mobby Bho hain't talked thot pro Jeck over with Bad Anso yit. Hit mought bo a right good idoo fer thet gal tor go on back down below, whar sho blongs at." Tho girl was thinking of all this now as she rodo in tho wak6 of hor silent escort. In a moment of almost cringing do spAlr she wished indoed that sho woro "back thar down below whar sho b'loaged at." Then, almost fiercoly, drawing back her aching shoulders, Bho cast hor eyes about on tho darkening scono and raised her volco in anxious in quiry: "How much farther do wo havo to got" The man riding ahead did not turn hia face, but flung his answer apa thetically backward over his ohouldor: "Wo got to keep right on till wo comos ter a dwellin'-houso. I'm almln for old man Fletch McNash'B cabin a leetlo thor rlso of a milo frum hyar. I 'low mobby ho mought sholter us till mornln'." "And if ho doesn't?" "Ef bo doesn't, wo'vo got ter rldo on a spell further." , Tho girl closed hor eyes for a mo raont and pressod her lip between hor teeth. At last a suddon turn In tho road brought to view a wretched patch of baro clay, clrclod by a dilapidated pal Ing fonco, within which gloomod a HOW GREAT INDUSTRY BEGAN Chemist May Be Said to Have Stum bled Over a Discovery of Im mense Importance. An experimenting chemist, endeav oring to produco artificial quinine, us ing a uso Itnown as aniline, not only obtained coloring matter called mauvo, but laid tho foundation for tho coal-tar folor Industry, which has developed until today almost every color and chadc of color Is derived from ant- By CHARLES (Copyright by Char Bqualld and unllghted cabin of logs At sight of its desolation tho girl's heart sank. A square hovel, window less and obviously of ono room, hold up a wretched lean-to that sagged drunkenly against its end. Tho open door was moroly a patch of greater darkness in tho gray picture Bohlnd It loomed tho mountain llko a crouch ing Colossus. At first sho thought It nn abandoned shack, but as thoy drow noar tho stllo a dark object lazily roso, resolving it self into a small boy of perhaps cloven. Ho had been sitting hunched up thero at gazo with his hands clasped'around his thin knees. As ho camo to his feet ho rovcalcd a thin staturo swallowed up in a hick ory shirt and an ovoramplo pair of butternut trousers that had evidently como down in honorablo horltago from older brethren. His Bmall faco woro a sharp, promaturely old expression ns ho stood staring up at tho now arri vals and hitching nt tho stnglo "gal- lus" which supported tho family breeches. "Airy ono o' yo folks got a chaw o' torbaccy7" ho domandod tersely, then added in plalntivo aftornoto: "I hain't had a chaw terday." "Sonny," nnnouncod tho colorless mountaineer with equal auccInctnoBB, "wo want ter bo took In. Wo'ro be nighted." "Yo mought ax Fletch," was tho stolid reply, "only ho hain't hyar. Hcs airy ono o' yo folks got a chaw o' torbacey." "I don't chaw, nor drink, nor smoko," answered tho horseman qulotly, in tho manner of ono who toachos by pro copt. "I'm a preachor of ther Gawspol. Air yo Flotch'e boy?" "Huh-huh. Hain't thet woman got no torbacey nuther?" Evidently, whatovor other charac teristics wont Into this youth'B na ture, ho was admirably gifted with te nacity nnd slnglonoss of purpose Over Her Stood tho Woman Who Had Been Across the Stile. Juanlta Holland smiled as Bho shook hor head and ropliod: "I'm a woman, and I don't use tobacco." "Tho holl yo don't I" The boy paused, thon added Bcornfully. "My mammy chaws and smokos, too but Bho don't straddlo no boss." After that administration of rebuko ho dolgned onco moro to rocognlzo tho missionary's insistent quorios, though ho did bo with a laconic Irapa tienco. "I toll yo Flotch hain't hyar." Tho boy started disgustedly away, but paused In passing to Jork his hoad toward tho houso and added: "Yo mought ax thot woman of yo'vo a mind ter." Tho travolors ralsod tholr eyes and saw a second flguro standing with hands on hips staring at thom from tho dtstanco. It was tho slovenly flg uro of a woman, clad In a colorless and shapeless skirt and an equally shapeless Jacket, which hung unbolted about hor thick waist As Bho camo slowly forward tho girl began to tako In other details. Tho woman was barefooted and walked with a sham bling gait which mado Juanlta think or soars pacing tholr barrod inclos uros In a zoo. Hor faco was hard and unsmiling, and tho wrinklos about hor oyes woro thoso of anxious and loan years, but tho oyos themselves wm- not unkind. Her lips woro tight cjnrapca on tho stom of a olay pipe. " 'Evonln', ma'am," bogan tho moun taineer. "I'm Good Anso Talbott. I reckon mobby yo'vo heord of mo. This lady is MIbs Holland from down bo low. 1 'lowed Flotch mought lot us tarry hyar till sunup." "I rockon ho mought of ho war hyar though wo don't follor taking in strangers," was tho dubious reply, "but ho ain't hyar." "Whoro air ho at?" "Don't know. Didn't yo soo him down tho road as yo rid along?" lino. Anllino had boon obtalnod nrovi ously from tho Indigo plant "anil." Tho discovery of mauvo created a largo demand for tho artificial anllino baso, and gavo unoxpoctod value to benzlno. It yloldod nnilino by being treated with nitrlo acid and with tho borings of cast iron powdered Into dust. Having dono its work In the anllino still, tho dust was used by tho gas maker to cleanao his coal gas from sulphur, nnd thon it passod to tho manfacturing chemist, who burned tho sulphur out of it and produced a sal- NEVILLE BUCK- Illustrations lea Novlllo Buck.) "Wall, now " drawled tho mission ary, "I hain't skcorcoly as woll ac quainted hyarabouto as further up Tribulation. What manner o' lookln' man nlr ho?" "Ho don't look llko nothln' much," replied his wlfo morosely. "He's Jest nn ornory-lookln' old man." "Whither did ho sot out tor go when ho left hyar?" Tho woman shook her head, then a grim flash of latent wrath broko In hor eyes. 'Til Jest lot yo hov tho truth, stranger. Somo trlflin' follors dono sa'ntorcd past hyar with a Jug of llckor, an' thot fool Flotch hos Jest dono follored 'om off. Thot's all thar is to hit, an' ho hain't got no llccnso ter ack thotaway nuther. I rockon by now ho's a-layln' drunk somo whars." For a momont there was silence, through which drlftod tho distant tinklo of cowbells clown tho crook. Boyond tho crests lingered only a lomon afterglow as relict of tho dead day. Tho brown, colorless man astrido his mulo Bat stupidly looking down at tho brown, colorless woman across tho stilo. Tho waiting girl hoard tho preachor Inquiring which way tho mastor of tho houso had gono and surmising that "mobby ho'd bettor sot out in search of him;" tho words seemed to como from a great dls tanco, and hor head swam giddily. Thon, overcomo with disgust nnd weariness, Juanlta Holland saw tho aftorglow turn slowly to palo gray and thon to black, shot through with ornngo spots. Then sho grow sud denly indifferent to tho situation, swayed In her saddlo, and slipped limply to tho ground. Tho young woman who had como to conquor tho mountains and carry a torch of enlightenment to their illit eracy had fainted from discourage ment and weariness at tho end of tho first day's march. Tho weariness which caused tho fainting spoil must havo lengthened Its duration, for whon, Juanlta's lashes flickered upward again and her brain camo gropingly back to consciousness sho was no longer by tho stllo. Sho was lying in tho smothering softness of a feather bed. On her pal- ato and tonguo lingered an unfamiliar, sweetish taste, whllo through hor veins sho felt tho coursing of n warm glow. Ovor her stood tho woman who had boon across tho stllo whon sho fainted, hor attltudo anxiously watchful. In ono hand sho hold a stono Jug, and in tho othor a gourd dipper. So that accounted for tho tasto and tho glow, and as Juanlta took in tho clrcum stanco sho heard tho high, nasal volco, pitched nono tho less in a tone of kindly reassuranco. "Yo'll bo spry as a squirrel In a lectio apoll, honoy. Don't frot yorosolf nono. Yo war Jost plumb tuckered out nn' yo swooned, l'vo boon a rubbin' your hands an' a-pourln' a littlo whlto llckor down yoro throat. Don't worrit yorcsolf nono. Wo'ro poro folks an' wo hain't got much, but I rockon wo kin mako out tor enjoy yo somohow." Tho four walls of tho cabin might havo boon tho rocky confines of a mountnln cavern, bo formlossly did thoy morgo Into tho impalpable and sooty murk that hung between thom, obliterating all romotor outllno. Only things In a narrow clrclo grow viBlblo, and at tho contor of this lighted area was tho slender flguro of a girl hold ing up a lard taper, Us radius of light yollow and flickering. As tho mountain girl folt tho oyes of tho strango and, to hor, wondorful woman from tho groat, unknown world on hor, hor own dark lashes fell timidly and tho hand that hold tho taper trembled, whllo Into hor cheeks cropt a carmine solf-consclous-noss. Juanlta, for her part, sonsod In hor veins a now and Bubtlor glow than that which tho moonshino whisky had quickoned. Tho mon and women of tho hills had mado hor hoartslck with tholr stolid and antmalliko conrsonoss. Now sho saw a slender flguro in which tho linos woro yot transitory botwoon tho stratghtnoss of tho child and tho budding curvcB of womanhood. N It was to such children of tho hills as this that Juanlta Holland was to bring tho now toachlngs. But ovon as sho smiled tho child for sho seemed to bo only flttoon or slxtoen surren dered to hor shynosB and, thrusting tho tapor into hor mother's hand, shrank out of sight in somo shad owed cornor of tho place Thon Juanlta's oyos occuplod thorn solves with what fragmentary dotalls tho fnlnt light revonlod. Tho barrel of a rlflo caught tho weak flaro and gllttored. Tho uncarpotod floor of rude punchoon slabs lay a thing of gaping cracks, and overhead thero was a vaguo fooling of low rafters, from which hung Btrlngs of anclont and nhrlvolod poppors and a fow crlnklod "hands" of "natural loaf." "Dawn," commandod tho woman, "tako yoro foot In your hand an light out tor thor barn an' soo of yo kin And Bomo nigs." As Juanlta watched tho door sho caught a gllmpso of a slight flguro that vanished with tho snmo quick phurlo acid a cyclo of oporations whoso beginning and end was tho uti lization of waste. This method of pro ducing color wns responsible for tho dosolato madder Holds of Franco and Holland and for tho loss to tho Hindus of their long-chorlshod Indigo cultiva tion. Anthracono, ono of tho heavior oils of coal tar, caused tho fall of tho maddor-growlng industry. Tho madder produced violots, rods, blacks, purplo and dark browns. Anthracono waB sold very cheaply for lubricating pur poses until cortaln chemists hoated It by C. D. RHODES nolsolessncss with which a beaver slips Into tho water. "I reckon yo kin Jost lay thar a spell," added tho woman, "whilst I goes out nn' soes what victuals I kin skocr up." Loft alono, tho girl from Philadel phia ran ovor tho events of tho day ovents which seemed to smother, hor undor a weight of squalor and fore boding. At length from tho road camo loud shouts of drunkon laughter, brokon by tho ovldent remonstrances of a companion who sought to enjoin quiet, and by these tokens tho "furrln" woman know that tho lord of tho squalid manor was returning, and that ho was coming undor convoy. Sho shrank from a meeting with Flotch McNash; but if sho went out by the only door she know she would havo to confront him, so sho lay still. Fletch was deposited in ono of tho split-bottom chairs by tho doorstep. "I Jost wont ovor thar ter borry a hoe," ho proclaimed, "an I mot up with somo fellers and thar was all manner of froo llckor. Thoy had whlto llckor an bottled-ln-bond llckor, an nono of hit didn't cost nothln'. Thom follors Jest wouldn't hardly suffer mo tor como away." if a ... J. . ... ah wniist yo war a-soakin' up thot thar froo llckor thom portater sots was a-dryln' up waltln tor bo sot out," camo tho storn wlfoly reminder. Botween tho strident voices camo ovory now and thon tho softly modu lated tones of tho stranger whoso words Juanlta lost. Yot, somohow, whenovor sho heard thom sho folt soothed, and after each of theso ut terances tho woman outside also spoko in softer tones. Whoever tho stranger was, ho car ried In his voice n reassuring quality, bo that without havInK soon him tho girl folt that In his presence thoro was an element of strength and safeguard ing. At last from ono of tho bods sho hoard a scuffling sound, and a moment later a childish form opened a door at tho back of tho cabin and sllnned out into tho darkness. That revealed an avonuo of oscaDo. Juanlta had not known that thoso win dowless cablnB are usually supplied with two doors, and that tho ono Into which tho wind doos not drlvo tho weather stands open for light on win try days. Now sho, too, roso noiso lossly and went out of tho close and muBty room. It was nulto dark out thoro and sho could feel, rather than soo, tho densely follagod aldo of tho mountain that loomed upward at tho back. In hor broodintr sho lost account of time. At last sho heard a volco sing out from the stllo: "I'm Jim White, nn' I'm a-comln' in." A thick welcome from Flotch Mc Nash followed, and then again silence sottlod. After a whllo. as Bho sat thnrn nn tho rock, with hor chin disconsolately in her hand and her elbows on her knees, Juanlta bocamo conscious of footsteps and knew that somoono was coming toward hor. Then sho caught tho calm volco which had already im proBsed hor tho volco of the Btrangor who had brought homo tho half-help-loss householder. "I reckon wo're out of oarshot now, I rockon wo kin hov speech hero; but hood your volco an' talk low." In tho faco of such a profaco tho girl shrank back in frosh panic. Sho had no wish to overhear prlvato conversa tions. Sho huddled back against tho rock and cast nn anxious glance about hor for a way to escape. Behind lay tho mountnln wall with Ub Junglollko growth, whero hor feet would sound an alarm of rustling branches and dis turbed dcadwood. But tho mon wero strolling near hor, and to try to roach tho house would require crossing tholr path. Then tho second shadow spoko, and Ub volco carrlod beside tho nasal Bhrlllnoss so common to tho hljls tho tonsoness of suppressed oxcltemont "Thar's liablo tef bo holl tornlght." Tho girl bought that tho quiet stranger laughed, though of that Bho could not be cortaln. "I reckon yo mean concornln' Cal Douglas?" "Thot's hit; whon I Vid outon Peril this atternoon ther Jury hod dono took thor case, an everybody 'lowed they'd And a vordlct aforo sundown." "I reckon" tho taller of tho two mon answered slowly, and into his softly modulated volco cropt some thing of flinty finality "I rockon I can toll yo what that verdict's goln' to be Cal will como clear." "Thet hain't thor pint," urged tho messenger oxcltcdly. "Thot hain't why l'vo rid ovor hyar" llko a bat outon hell tor cotch up with yo. I was nimin' tor fotch word ovor tor thor danco, but es I como by hyar I soon yoro boss hitched out thar in ther road, so I lit an' como In. I reckon yo knows thot coto an' thet Jury. Thot's yoro business, but thot hain't nil." "Well, what's tho balanco of it? with zlno filings nnd produced alizarin, and thon tho socrot of tho madder plant was discovered. In this way chemistry displaced agriculture ono pound of alizarin having tho coloring powor of ninety pounds of mndder, and tho lubricating oil sold at a trlllo as wasto becamo a valuablo coloring mattor. Exploring Our Friends. Ono day I found an oxqulslto clump of sweet violets hiding In tho very heart ot a bed ot nettles I And I think Talk out. What aro yo almln' to toll' mo?" "I met up with a feller in Job Heath's blind tiger Jost outsldo Peril. Ho'd drunk a lot of llckor an' ho got ter talking mighty looso-tonguod an' free" Tho girl slckonod a littlo as sho felt that hor fears wero being realized, and ono hand wont involuntarily p to hor breast and stayed thoro. The young man with tho shrill volco talked on impetuously. "Ever sonco tho trial of Cal Doug las started good old Milt McBrlar hain't boon actln' llko hlssolf. Him an' Brock Havoy's boon stoppln' at ther Bamo hotel In Peril, an' yot Milt hain't 'peared tor be a bearin' no grudgo whatsoever. When thor Jury was med up Milt didn't seek tor chal longo fellers thot ovorybody knowod was frlonds ot Cal's. Milt didn't ovon seek ter ralso no holl whon thor Jedgo ruled favorablo tor Cal right along. This feller what I talked tor 'lowed thot Milt didn't koor of Cal camo clar." Tho listening man onco moro an sworcd with a quiet laugh. "Do yo 'low that that old rattlosnako, Milt Mc Brlar, alms to stand by an' not try ter hang or penitentiary kin of mlno for klllin' kin of hls7" ho Inquired almost softly. "Thet's Just hit." Tho answer camo quickly and excitedly. "This feller 'lowed thet Old Milt aimed tor show ther-world thet ho couldnt git no Jes tico in a coto thot b'longed to Anso Havoy, an' then ho aimed tor 'tend ter his own Jestico for hlssolf. Ho 'lows ter hov hit homemade." "How is ho goin' to fix it?" Tho question was a bit contemptuous. "They flgger thet when Cal comes clar he'll rldo llckoty-spllt, with a. bunch of Havey boys, ovor hyar ter this danco what's a-goln' forward at He Was Standing, as She Entered, a Little Back From the Hearth. ther pint. Somo of Milt's follors aims tor slip over thar, too, an whllo Cal's celobratin' thoy aims ter git him tor night." "Do they?" Tho taller man's volco was velvety. "Woll, go on. What elso?" "Thoy aims tor tell tho world thet thoy let thor law tako hit's co'so fust, but thet Bad Anso Havey makes a mockery of ther law." For a moment thero waB silence, and tho quiet voico commoncod, iron ically: "My God, them fellers lay a heap of deviltry up againBt Bad Anse, don't thoy?" After n momont of sllenco, through which Juanlta Holland was painfully conscious of tho quick beat of her own heart, sho hoard again tho unexcited volco of tho tall stranger. Now It was tho capable tones of a gonornl officer giving commands. "Did yo glvo warnin' in Poril?" "No I couldn't got to speak with Cal. Ho was in cote and seein' as how thoy didn't flggor on raisin' no hell twoll they git ovor hyar I didn't turn backwards. I como straight through. I 'lowed this was ther place tor fix things up." "You rldo ovor to tho dancln' party. Got tho older fellers togothor. Keep tho boys qulot and sober cold sober. Watch thet old fool, Bob McGreogor. Don't spread thoso tidings till I get thoro. If Cal comos ovor thoro, toll him to kcop outon sight Nothln' won't break looso boforo midnight That's my orders. By God Almighty, I aim to havo peace hereabouts Just now I" Tho speaker's volco broko off and tho two men passed out ot sight around tho corner of the houso. CHAPTER II. Tho girl roso and mado her way unsteadily to tho back door and lot. herself In. Sho throw horsolt on tho bod and lay thero, rapidly thinking. It was obvious that her absence had not beon commonted upon. A fow min utes later sho hoard tho volco ot Mrs. McNash singing out: "You folks kin all como in an' eat," and found hor solt, outwardly calm, making her way around to tho shod addition which served Jointly as kitchen and dining room. When sho entorod tho plnco Flotch McNash was already seated, and sagged over his plato with tho stupid inertia of dullod senses. Juanltn found horsolt unaccount ably eager to soo tho tall Btrangor whoso volco had reassured hor; who had appearod first ns tho Samaritan bringing homo tho holplcss; then as this discovery gavo mo moro pleasuro than thoso I found In tho protoctlvo company ot tho harmloss ivyl That is what Froudo tells us ho found in Thomas Carlyle. That Is what wo Bhnuld find In ono anothor, If only wo had eager, patient, and lovo-washed oyes. Human 11 to is not all nettles; to affirm it is the porvorted Judgment of tho cynic; thoy who havo a pas sion for God will And tho Godllko ovorywhoro; thoy will And tho violets ot moral loveliness evon in tho midst of tho nolsomo wasto. And when tho mon whoso words gained prompt obedienco and finally as tho self declared advocato of peaco. Ho was standing, as sho entorod, a littlo back from tho hearth, with tho detached air of ono who drops into tho background or comos to tho foro with oqual readiness. Sho found that In appcaranco as In volco ho boro a rough sort of ImprcBBlvoness about him. In the brighter light stood tho messen ger, n gaunt youth, In whoso wild, sharp features lurked cunning, cruolty and onduranco. But tho othor man, who stood a head taller, fell Into a poso of indolent case which might wako Instantly into powor. It was a faco strongly and ruggedly chiseled, but bo dominated by unfal toring gray eyes that ono was apt to forgot all else and carry away only a memory of dark hair and thosj oyes. Thon, as they sat at tablo and tho girl struggled with her discomfiture ovor each unclean dotall of tho food, sho raised her oyes from tlmo to tlmo, always to encounter upon her the steady, appraising gazo of tho dark stranger. When they roso from tho tablo the stranger drow Flotch, now somowhat sobered by his moal, asldo, and the othor mon retlrod to tho chairs in the dooryard. Thon tho girl from tho East slipped away and took up hor solitary placo on top of tho stile, whoro she sat thinking. At last sho was conscious of a pres ence besides hor own, as of someone standing silently at her back. Rather nervously she turned hor head, and thero, with ono foot on the lower stop of tho stilo, Btood the young stranger hlmsolf. Onco more tholr oyes met, and with a littlo start sho dropped her own. "I klndor hato to bother yo, ma'am," said tho oven voice, "but I can't hardly got acrost that stilo whilst yo'ro settln' on it." Thero was no note of badinage or lovity in his tone, and his clear, drawn features under tho moonlight wero en tirely serious. Juanlta roso. "I beg your pardon," sho said hastily, as sho went down the stilo on the far side "That'B all right, ma'am," replied tho man easily, still with a sorlous dignity as ho, too, crossed tho road. While ho was untying tho knot In. his brldlo-rein tho girl stood watch ing him. In tho easy indolence of his movements wns tho rippling some thing that suggested tho leopard's frlctionless strength. Tho very quality that gave this young strangor his plcturesqueness and stamped him as vital and dynamic in his manhood sprang from that wild roughness which ho shared with his eagles and Dawn shared with her woodliko Aowers. And yet it was somehow as though this man, whoso volco was so calm, whoso movements wore so quiet, whose gazo was so un arrogant, was crying, out in a clarion challongo with every breath: "I am a man I" Suddenly she wondered if in him sho might not And an ally. Sho folt very lonely. To have counsel with someone in theso hills less stupidly phlegmatic than Good Anso Talbott would bring comfort and reassuranco to hor heart Sho must copo with the powerful resourcefulness of Bad Anso Havey, ho of tho untamod ferocity and implacablo cruelty and shrewd in telligence. If somo native son could share oven a littlo of her viewpoint sho would And In him a tower of strength. Perhaps ho had yieldod to the un spoken appeal ot tho doep, rangeful eyes that wero always gray, yet never twice tho same gray, and tho sweetly sensitivo lips so tantallzlngly charm ing, becauso thoy wero fashioned for smiles and were now drooping instead. "I reckon," ho said, "you find it right different, don't you?" Sho nodded. "But it'B very beautiful," sho added as Bho swopt her hand about in a ges ture of admiration. It was he who nodded at that, very gravely, and almost reverently, though nt the next moment his laugh was short and almost ironical. "I rockon God never fashionod any thing hotter nor worse," ho told hor. "When you've breathed It an' seen it an' lived it, no othor placo Is fit to dwell in, an' yet sometimes I 'low that God didn't mean it to bo tho habita tion of men, an' women. It's cut out for eagles an' hawks an' wild things. It belongs to tho winds an" storms an' boar an' door. It puts flro into veins meant for blood, an' tho only crop It raises much is holl." "You you'vo been out in tho othor world down below?" sho questioned. "Yob; but I couldn't stay down thero. I couldn't breathe, hardly. I sick ened an' I camo back." Sho turned to him impulsively. "I don't know who you are," she began hurriedly, "but I know that you brought this man homo when he was not in a condition to como alone. I know that you sent a man ahead of you to keep peaco at the danco. I know you have a heart and It means something means a great deal to feel that someone in these hills feels about It as I tool." Sho stopped suddenly, realizing that Bho was allowing too much appeal to creep Into her voice; that she had como to fight, not to sue for favor. "I I thought maybo you would help me," sho finished, a littlo falter tngly. "Would you mind telling me your name?" Ho had unhitched his horso and stood with tho reins hanging from ono hand. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Keeping Cheese. To keep choeso from molding In a wet season spread the cut surface thinly with butter. thoy havo found thom tholr fellow Bearchors shall hoar an exultant shout and thoy shall como togothor, and In tho gracious diBcovory thero shall bo a common "rojolclng in the truth." J. H. Jowott D. D., In tho Chrlatian Herald. To Remove Putty. To remove old putty from a window after tho glass has been taken out pass a hot soldering Iron or poker over it This softens it and It Is easily removed. I Home Town H TMpsTI , ismmm s ii " r RUIN WILL BENEFIT TOWNS Destruction, by Armies Will Make Necessary tho Construction of Whole Communities Anew. Every town of Importance In East Prussia that has suffered at tho de vastating hand of the Russians has decided to incorporato a municipal Cardcn section in its plans for rebuild ing. Many of tho destroyed towns aro so completely ruined that It is going to bo necessary to razo what littlo is left and construct tho wholo community anow. This mnkos It eminently feasi ble to apportion off a section that can bo devoted to tho deslrablo city gar den feature. Many of tho communities also aro planning for a series of municipally constructed and owned houses for workmen, single homo structures with two, three and four rooms, which ulti mately can be purchased by tholr oc cupants on the familiar easy-payment plan. Plans of this character aro alroady woll advanced in Gerdauen, Tapiau, Ortelsburg, Lyck and other communi ties, and additional municipalities aro preparing to follow suit. HOUSING AN OUTDOOR METER Unique Device for Use In Districts Where Electricity Is Used for Pumping. For use in tho irrigating districts ot Oregon, whoro many of tho agricultur ists employ electric energy for pump ing purposes, a light and powor com- Outdoor Meter. (St. pany has designed an inexpensive otj door housing for its motors. This con sists of a woodon box divided into two parts, the upper ot which incloses the switchboard and fusos, and tho lower, the metor. A door gives immediate access to the switches and fuses, while a cover plato securely screwed In placo over tho second compartment protects tho metor, which, howover, 1b visible for reading. Tho box Is supported on a substantial framework sovoral feet from tho ground. Popular Mechanics. Beautifying the Streets. Palms lining tho downtown side walks comprise a unlquo feature of city boautlflcatlon in Los Angeles, Cal. Tho work of installing has Just boon completed, says tho National Real Es tato Journal. Along 50 blocks ot tho heart of tho city havo been placod 1,100 splendid specimens of tho Chameropa Excel sas palms. Tho work was dono by tho county at an expenso ot somo $20, 000, as part ot a general boautlflca tlon scheme for California expositions this year. The improvement Is de signed to bo permanent Delicate trailing vines and nastur tiums have been planted about tho roots ot tho trees and glvo a green and flower effect against the brown trunks. ' Tho palms are set in wooden tubs, which in turn aro placed In cement I boxes. Tho lowost branches are about eight feet above tho sidewalk. The watering Is dono at night by tho city Btreot sprinkling department. Cut the Weeds and Grass. Whether you are a renter or an owner, you should not permit grass and weeds to "take" the sldowalk. Files and mosquitoes bred In tho tan gled grass ot a homo owner are Just as annoying and poisonous as thoso that aro brought to life on tho rented premises. And the blow to civic beau ty ia aa severe in tho one instance aa in the other. Don't bo a drawback to comfort, health and civic beauty, which is to Bay, don't wood and grass oncumbor tho sidewalk of tho place that you call homo. Corslcan (Tox.) Sun. Value of Street Trees. "Now York would bo a far different city," says tho Evening Mall, "If a mil lion trees wero growing along its 3,500 miles of streets nnd roads. Manhat tan highways also would afford room for 20CT,00O trees, which would greatly Improvo proporty values and tho pub llo health." Ordinary Advice. "Ono reason," said uncle Ebon, "why moro advice doesn't git took, la dat do man givln it don't seem so anxious to help as ho is to pat bis own self on de back an' show off bow muc ncU ho knows." Barred. "Lovo your enemy and ombrace him," advises a Louisville pastor. It must bo romembered, however, that in embracing an enemy you lovo, the strangle hold is barrod. Houston Post. usRriVsRAii2 " Or RSxi HtBsLUsssrlsS . iW C