■ CORyRlCjHF k at those three cornered tears. And such a waist! It would not require a Sherlock Holmes to deduce that you have been cooking over a camp-fire, to say noth ing of trying out seal blubber. And to cap it all, that cap! And all that is the woman who wrote ‘A Kiss En dured.' ” She made me an elaborate and state ly curtsy, and said, “As for you, sir—” And yet, through the five minutes of banter which followed, there was a serious something underneath the fun which I could not but relate to the strange and fleeting expression I had caught in her eyes. CHAPTER XXX. The next day we did no work. In the morning .ollowing we had breakfast and were at work by day light. There was no wind, the tide | was high, and the schooner floated. Casting off the shore lines, I kedged ! her out by main strength, lowered the big starboard anchor, giving plen ty of slack; and by afternoon I was at work on the windlass. Three days I worked on that wind lass. Least of all things was I a mechanic, and in that time I accom plished what an ordinary machinist would have done in as many hours. I had to learn my tools to begin with, and every simple mechanical prin ciple which such a man would have at his finger ends I had likewise to learn. And at the end of three days I had a windlass which worked clum sily. It never gave the satisfaction the old windlass had given, but it worked and made my work possible. In half a day I got the two topmasts aboard and the shears rigged and guyed as before. And that night I slept on board and on deck beside my work.\ Maud, who refused to stay alone ashore, slept in the forecastle. Wolf Larsen had sat about, listening to my repairing the windlass and talk ing with Maud and me upon indiffer ent subjects. No reference was made on either side to the destruction of the shears; nor did he say anything further about my leaving his ship alone. But still I had feared him, blind and helpless and listening, always listening, and I never let his strong arms get within reach of me while I worked. On this night, sleeping under my be loved shears, I was aroused by bis footsteps on the deck. It was a star light night, and I could see the bulk of him dimly as he moved about. I rolled out of my blankets and crept noiseless ly after him in my stocking feet. He had armed himself with a draw-knife from the tool locker, and with this he prepared to cut across the throat-hal yards I had again rigged to the shears. He felt the halyards with his hands and discovered that I had not made them fast. This would not do for a | draw-knife, so be laid hold of the run ning part, hove taut, snd made fast. | Then he prepared to -.aw across with ! the draw-knife. ' “I wouldn't. If I were you." I said 1 quietly. He heard the click of my pistol and laughed. "Hello, Hump,” he said. “I knew you were here all the time. You can't fool my ears.” “That’s a lie, Wolf Larsen,” I said, just as quietly as before: “However, I am aching for a chance to kill you, so go ahead and cut.” “You have the chance always.” he sneered. “Go ahead and cut.” I threatened ominously. “I’d rather disappoint you,” he laughed, and turned on his heel and went aft. "Something must be done. Hum- ! phrey," Maud said, next morning, i when I told her of the night's oc currence. "If he has liberty, he may do anything. He may sink the vessel, or set fire to it. There is no telling what he may do. We must make him a prisoner.” "But how?" I asked, with a helpless shrug. “I dare not come within reach of nis arms, and he knows that so long as his resistance is passive I cannot shoot him." “There must be some way.” she con tended. "Let me think.” “There is one way,” I said grimly. She waited. I picked up a seal club. “It won’t kill him," I said. “And before he could recover I’d have him bound bard and fast.” She shook her head with a shudder. “No. not that. There must be some less brutal way. Let us wait.” But we did not have to wait long. His Free Hand Went to My Throat. and the problem solved itself. In the morning, after several trials, I found the point of balance in the foremast and attached my hoisting tackle a few feet above it. At the end of an hour the single and double blocks came to gether at the top of the shears. 1 could hoist no more. And yet the mast was not swung entirely inboard. The butt rested against the outside of the port rail, while the top of the mast overhung the water far beyond the starboard rail. My shears were too short. All my work had been for nothing. But I no longer despaired in the old way. I was acquiring more confidence in myself and more confi dence in the possibilities of wind lasses, shears and hoisting tackles. There was a way in which it could be done and it remained for me to find that way. While I was considering the prob lem, Wolf Larsen came on deck. We noticed something strange about him at once. The indecisiveness, or fee bleness, of his movements was moie pronounced. His walk was actually tottery as he came down the port side of the cabin. At the break of the poop he reeled, raised one hand to his eyes wijh the familiar brushing gesture and fell down the steps—still on his feet—to the main deck, across which he staggered, falling and fling ing out his arms for support. He re gained his balance by the steerage companionway and stood there dizzily for a space, when he suddenly crum pled up and collapsed, his legs bend ing under him as he sank to the deck. “One of his attacks,” I whispered to Maud. She nodded her head; and I could see sympathy warm in her eyes. We went up to him, but he seemed unconscious, breathing spasmodically. She took charge of him, lifting his head to keep the blood out of it and dispatching me for a pillow. I also brought blankets, and we made him comfortable. I took his pulse. It beat steadily and strong, and was quite normal. This puzzled me. I became suspicious. “What if he should be feigning this?” I asked, still holding his wrist. Maud shook her head and there was reproof in her eyes. But Just then the wrist I held leaped from my hand, and the hand clasped like a steel about my wrist. I cried aloud in aw ful fear, a wild inarticulate cry; and I caught one glimpse of his face, ma lignant and triumphant, as his other hand compassed my body and I was drawn down to him in a terrible grip. My wrist was released, but his other arm, passed around my back, held both my arms so that I could not move. His free hand went to my throat and in that moment I knew the bitter est foretaste of death earned by one’s own idiocy. My face was against his chest and I could not see. but I heard Maud turn and run swiftly along the deck. Ev erything was happening quickly. I had not yet had a glimmering of un consciousness. and it seemed that an interminable period of time was laps ing before I heard her feet flying back. And just then I felt the whole man sink under me. Maud's footsteps were very near as his hand fluttered for the last time and my throat was released. 1 rolled off and over to the deck on my back, gasping and blinking in the sunshine. Maud was pale but composed—my eyes had gone instantly to her face— and she was looking at me with min gled alarm and relief. A heavy seal club in her hand caught my eyes, and at that moment she followed my gaze down to it. The club dropped from her hand as though it had suddenly stung her, and at the same moment my heart surged with a great joy. Truly she was my woman, my mate woman, fighting with me and for me as the mate of a caveman would have fought, all the primitive in her aroused, forgetful of her culture, hard under the softening civilization of the only life she had ever known. ’’Dear woman!” I cried, scrambling to my feet. The next moment she was in my arms, weeping convulsively on my shoulder while I clasped her close. I looked down at the brown glory of her hair, glinting gems in the sunshine far more precious to me than those in the treasure chests of kings. And 1 bent my head and kissed her hair softly, so softly that she did not know. Then sober thought came to me. After all. she was only a woman, cry ing her relief, now that the danger was past, in the arms of her protector or of the one who had been endan gered. Had I been father or brother, the situation would have been in no wise different. Besides, time and place were not meet, and I wished to earn a better right to declare my love. So once again I softly kissed her hair as I felt her receding from my clasp. “It was a real attack this time,” I said; “another shock like the one that made him blind. He feigned at first, and in doing so brought it on.” Maud was already rearranging his pillow. “No," I said, “not yet. Now that I have him helpless, helpless he shall remain. From this day we live In the cabin. Wolf Larsen shall live in the steerage." I caught him under the shoulders and dragged him to the companion way. At my direction Maud fetched a rope. Placing this under his shoul ders. I balanced him across the threshold and lowered him down the steps to the floor. I could not lift him directly into a bunk, but with Maud’s help I lifted first his shoulders and head, then his body, balanced him across the edge and rolled him into a lower bunk. But this was not to be all. I recol lected the handcuffs in his stateroom, which he preferred to use on sailors instead of the ancient and clumsy ship irons. So, when we left him, he lay handcuffed hand and foot. For the first time in many days I breathed freely. I felt strangely light as I came on deck, as though a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. 1 felt, also, that Maud and I had drawn more closely together. And I wondered if she, too, felt it. as we walked along the deck side by side to where the stalled foremast hung in the shears. CHAPTER XXXI. At once we moved aboard the Ghost, occupying our old staterooms and cooking in the galley. The impris onment of Wolf Larsen had happened most opportunely, for what must have been the Indian summer of this high latitude w-as gone and drizzling stormy weather had set in. We w'ere very' comfortable and the inadequate shears, with the foremast suspended from them, gave a businesslike air to the schooner and a promise of de parture. , And now that we had Wolf Larsen in Irons, how little did we need it! Like his first attack, his second had been accompanied by serious disable ment. Maud made the discovery in the afternoon while trying to give him nourishment. “Do you know you are deaf in the right ear?” I asked. “Yes," he answered in a low, strong voice, “and worse than that. My whole right side is affected. It seema asleep. I cannot move arm or leg.” (TO BE CONTINUED.) 3FES HAVE HEATING METHOD Work of Intelligent Insects Keeps Temperature of Hives Comfort able in Winter Weather. The bee upholds his reputation for Industry throughout the winter months as well as during the summer. Being susceptible to cold, the bee must turn to his colony for warmth. Commu nism, which in bees Is so highly devel oped In the storing of food and caring for the young, is also the basis for the heating system. It was found by ex periment that only the shell is com pact This Is formed by one to sev eral layers of bees all solidly arranged with their heads inward, their hairs Interlacing. This arrangement Is per fect for conservation of the heat with in. Except for an occasional shifting Of position the bees forming the shell •re quiet But within the shell strange things are going on. It is here that the heat is gener ated. And the antics are not unlike our own when we are cold. The bees •re packed loosely within the shell so that there Is plenty of space for many bees to be exercising at a time. Rap id fanning of the wings, shaking the body from side to side, rapid breath ing, and other movements are all part of the scheme for raising the tempera ture. In one particular instance, when a bee had been rapidly fanning with his wings for seven and a half min utes. the thermometer nearest him rose half a degree Fahrenheit Give Generously to Charity. “I see before me people sitting in fatnesc, people who want for nothing.” This was part of one speaker's appeal at Carnegie hall, New York, for money to help Jewish war victims. The first response, says a newspaper report, came from one who could not be so described. “A little woman in a fad ed hat walked to the speaker’s feet, laid down a dollar bill, and fled.” This was followed by contributions amount ing in all to $700,000. The greatest applause was aroused by a man who gave $3.60, half his week's salary. An other man gave $25,000; he was matched at the other end of the scale by a man who contributed a nickel, his carfare home—all he had. FAIRIES IN CHILD’S ROOM Grownups Make a Mistake When They Laugh at the Little One’s Imagination It Is certain, of course, that If any one of us, however duH. came into the child’s playroom and found standing there beside him a tall and shimmer-; ing figure of fairylike, miraculous beauty, decked in shining iris and frosty, glistening gold—it is quite cer tain we would step softly, with aston ishment; would gaze mutely with amazement and watch with wonder, Laura Spencer Porter writes in the Mother's Magazine. Not one of us, I am very sure, would dismiss the whole happening as a piece of nonsense, or something merely amusing. Yet, how often, when we go into the child’s playroom a presence even more won derful is there beside him, far more fairylike, far more amazing, far more marvelous colored, far more richly en dowed than any fairy whatsoever— the imagination, a presence which has been with man, granting his desires, since the world began, and whose pow er has never yet been. nor. I fancy, ever will be. computed. As beautiful and exquisite, yes, and in its beauty very nearly as solemn a thing as the world and the life of man afford; and behold, we pay it no reverence, give it little consideration, or, we laugh at it, perhaps, as some thing trifling, and call it “child's play.” False Eyes for Animals. Among the most difficult things which taxidermists have to do is mak ing glass eyes for the animals they mount. These eyes are made of glass, hollow within and open at the back, so that the inner surface may be paint ed any color. No two animals' eyes are alike, and it requires a great deal of skill and practice before a man is competent to paint the eyes quickly. A lion’s eye, for example, is large and bnownish-black, while the iris is chrome yellow, but streaked in such a peculiar fashion that it is an extreme ly difficult thing to imitate it well. The eye of a giraffe Is still more dif ficult, as that animal has a brownish black eye with a peculiar purplish sheen, very hard to imitate. SHIP LIVE STOCK IN CO-OPERATIVE WAY j Shipping Day of Live Stock—Shipping Association at Litchfield, Mich.— Farmers Delivering and Unloading Stock. (“Prepare*! by (he United States Depart ment of Agriculture.) Farmers’ live stock shipping asso ciations have proved so successful that, although the lirst was not formed until 1908, the department of agricul ture now has a list of approximately 500 that are shipping stock in a era-op erative way. About two hundred of these are in Minnesota, where the movement started, and the remainder chiefly in the middle West. The main purpose of those associa tions is to enable their members to ship in carload lots to the central mar kets instead of being more less at the mercy of local buyers in disposing of a few animals from time to time. The fact that no capital is required for the organization of such an association, says a new publication of the depart ment, Farmers' Bulletin 718. which deals with this subject, makes these associations possible in communities in which more complicated forms of co-operation would not succeed. The bulletin, however, points out that such associations are scarcely practicable in regions where there is so much live stock that it is generally mar keted in carload lots under any cir cumstances. or where there is so little that the association has practically nothing with which to work. To organize such an association it is necessary only for the farmers of the community to meet together, adopt a simple constitution and bylaws, a sample of which is given in the bul letin already mentioned, to elect offi cers, and, in turn, for them to appoint a manager. It is recommended, al though It is not absolutely necessary, that the organization Incorporate. This can be done at a nominal cost— usually not more than $10. For this small expenditure of trouble and money the association usually enables the farmer to market his stock when it is ready instead of compelling him to wait until the local shipper is ready to buy it. He obtains for himself the benefits of the cheaper carload trans portation, and the shipments of the association realize for the owner the Showing Method of Marking Cattle by Co-Operative Live Stock Shipping Association—Marks Clipped in Hair With Scissors. market price of his stock less the ac tual cost of marketing. In particu lar, it has been found that when thin stock, calves or lambs are sold in small numbers, the local price is usual ly very low. It is on this class of stock that the associations have been able to save their members the most money. In order to avoid misunderstanding, it is important that all stock be marked at the shipping point. This precaution prevents disputes in re gard to shrinkage and dockage and as sists in making adjustments in case of loss or damage in transit. There are three common methods of marking. Numbers or other characters may be clipped in some conspicuous part of the animat, paint may be employed, or numbered ear tags used. The last method is the least frequent because it is somewhat difficult at the stock yards to get close enough to the ani mal to see the number on the tag. If the second method is adopted, ordi nary paint is undesirable, especially for hogs, as it does not dry readily enough to prevent smearing. This difficulty may be overcome by using < paint containing about one-fourth var nish. In the case of sheep, however, painting is objectionable because the | marks will not scour out and wool manufacturers object to them, and branding fluid, therefore, is prefer able. Whatever system of marking is adopted, the important features are that it should be uniform for all ship ments and that the marks should be plain and conspicuous. In many cases hogs are not marked, but are graded by the manager at the shipping point. A record of those subject to dockage j is kept in such cases. Marking is ad- ; vised, however, as a precaution against mistakes. Since no payments are made for stock shipped until returns from the central market are obtained, these co operative associations may be formed without capital. All that is necessary is for the farmers to comply with their j engagement to furnish the stock to the ; manag3r when, where, and in such I quantities as they say they will. In some associations a fixed sum of i money is exacted from a shipper for : failure to deliver stock to the mana/ ger as agreed. In every case the j amount to be exacted should be rea 1 sonable and should fairly represent the actual loss which it is estimated the association will suffer as the re , suit of nondelivery. The provision for liquidated damage is proper, because the manager must arrange for a cer tain amount of car space, and if all of it is not used, the expense to those who do ship is proportionately greater. Fuller details in regard to the or ganization and management of such associations are contained in Farmers' Bulletin 718. FORAGE CROPS BEST FOR GROWING PIGS Expert of Kansas Agricultural Coliege Advocates Type of Feed to Produce Pork. I “Spring pigs fed on good forage crops will make five times as much profit as those fed in dry lots," accord ing to Ray A. Gatewood, instructor in animal husbandry in the Kansas State Agricultural college. "The cost of 100 pounds of gain on young pigs with corn at 50 cents a bushel and such forage crops as al falfa, rape, and clover, runs from $2.88 to $3.96; with older hogs from $4.23 to $5.31. “The accredited gain in pork to an acre of forage varies, depending upon the crop, the age of the hog and the amount of grain fed. An acre of sweet clover with corn at 50 cents and hogs at $5 a hundred netted $42.07; rape, $37.50; alfalfa. $85.90; and a combination of oats, peas and rape, $64.60. “Of all forage crops, alfalfa is the great permanent crop, while rape is the emergency crop, and green rye the fall and early spring crop. The Ideal forage crop should show adaptability to soil and climate, permanency, palatability, reasonable cost of plant ing, and good pasture at any time during the growing season. Alfalfa, clover and rape have most of these qualities.’’ FACTORS IN PLANS FOR CLEARING LAND Suggestions Offered for Cleaning Up and Developing Farm on Economical Lines. (By M. J. THOMPSON*. Minnesota Ex periment Station.) The high cost of labor and the ab normal .cost of dynamite are to be add ed to the constant factors that call for consideration in development plans for cutover lands this year. A cbmmon practice is to cut over a lot of land and then let a part of it grow up to brush a second time. This is, of course, expensive and useless. Six or seven pounds of grass seed— clover and timothy mixed—should be sown on the land and worked in with a spriifg-tooth harrow. On the other hand, an extreme ex penditure of capital and labor on a giv en area to get it into a crop is also undesirable, since no definite plan is being followed for future development. Assuming that delayed clearings are usually cheaper, this plan works well. A tract of a few acres easily cleared, well drained and fairly well located, that under average summer conditions will give a maximum crop with a min imum of risk and investment to put it in shape, is selected and put into crops. A second area, possibly twice as large, is brushed and seeded to grasses. The first tract supplies the immediate requirements for foodstuffs and income. The second supplies pas ture and a hay crop, and a delayed clearing. One gets certain pasture and forage crops with a cheapening of the final clearing. By cleaning up an additional area annually in a similar way the farm is developed on most economical lines. Failure Follows Shiftlessness. There Is no profit in neglecting poultry. The hen, like the cow, gives return according to the treatment I given her. The poultry business calls j just as much for wide-awake men as doe3 any other business. Shiftless ness is followed by failure. Ducks in Demand. Ducks are about as easily grown as any kind of fowls, and strange as it may seem, there is nearly as much de-' mand for ducks as any other fowls. They are in reality the very top of the pot in the larger cities. Spread Lime Freely. Use air-slaked lime freely about the premises. It is one of the best disin fectants. Use it about the hog pens and sleeping quarters. It is a mighty good flea chaser. Moles Destroy Com. Moles do eat corn, and there’s no use denying it. What could be better ! evidence than catching them, and find ing their stomachs well filled with finely chewed corn. Examin^ the next one you find working in your corn field. Of course, we do not deny that they do eat large quantities of insects. .—-— Quality of Butter. 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