DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD, DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
THE BATTLECRY
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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-
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"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.
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Home Town H
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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.
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