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CHAPTER XII. Continued.
Two hundred foot from thu house
h (ifig paused nml sniffed the nlr.
Then, with a yelp, he plunged to the
right, mnilo for a rock which showed
dim through tho snow, and burrowed
frantically Into a drllt on Its leeward
side. In tho white mass Make saw a
darn object, and as ho reached the
4 rock It moved. The next Instant a
bearded face appeared from the folds
of n heavy fur overcoat, and a man
struggled unsteadily to his foet.
"Can you walk?" shouted Ulako,
grasping him by the arm.
"1 think so," said the stranger, as
he grasped the rope. "How far Is
It?"
"Not far." replied Blake, encour
agingly. "Pull ou the rope. It will
help you."
Once in the cabin, the Rtrangor
seated himself near the stove, while
Make produced a llask and heaped
f fuel on the fire.
"Keep your hands and feet nway
from the stove, If they aro fro.en,"
cautioned Dlake.
"I'm not frostbitten," was Ihe
stranger's reply, as ho clapped his
hands vigorously and pinched his
ears. 1 was completely done for. If
you hadn't found me when you did."
he said with much fooling, a he ex
tended his hand, "I should never have
left there allvo!"
At the sound of the man's voice
.Tames Dlake started and gazed in
tently at him. When tho bearded
-stranger raised his eyes and offered
his hand the recognition was com
plete. "John Durt, or I'm a ghost! Don't
you know me, John?"
"Jim Blake!"
The New Knglander is not demon
strative in his emotions or affections,
but the joy which danced In the eyes
of these reunited friends as they
ihook hnnds and slapped each other
rm the back was mote eloquent than
words.
"This seems too good to be true,
Jim!" exclaimed John, his hand on
Jim's shoulder. "But for you. old
chum, my California experience would
have been ended. How small the
world Is, that wo should meet here, of
all places on earth!"
W "Take off your clothes and get Into
bed. John," directed Blake, as ho
pushed John Into a chair and tugged
at his fro.en boots. "Do as I toll you
nnd you'll bo all right. I.io (pilet and
rest. Don't talk, but keep awake."
Several times, during tho next two
hours. John fell Into a drowse, but
by force of will he roused himself.
The reaction after the awful struggle
in the drifts was severe, but ho mas
tered It nnd was himself again. Blake
exhausted the resources of his larder
in a dinner, which John enjoyed ns
never before In his life, and Dog did
nat co htinerv.
Then pipes wero produced, and,
seated near tho red-hot stove, the two
friends recounted some of tho events
which had markod their lives during
the preceding six years. It seemed
ages to both of them. Tho strlpllngB
of seventeen wero now stalwart men.
Dlake llstonod eagerly to his friend's
recital of the ovents leading up to tho
quarrel with Arthur Morris. Jim
clenched his hands and leaned ex
citedly forward when John told of the
struggle lth Morris in tho tavern.
"I have sometimes thought," said
. John, "that I should havo remained
"r nnd faced tho charge of murder which
might have been made against mo.
That was my flrst Impulse. I did not
kill Morris, and It Is only by chance
that he did not kill mo. Tho rovolver
was still In his hand when ho fell,
though I had bent his wrist so that
he could not turn It against me. It
was ono of those new self-cooking
weapons nnd Morris Hhot hlmsolf. But
I had no witnesses, and Grandfather
Burt and and others advised mo to
put myself beyond the reach of a
prosecution In which all the money
and influenco would havo boen against
tne. But toll mo of yourself, Jim.
What hovo you dono In California,
and whHt has tho Golden State dono
tor you?"
"It would tako mo a week, John, to
tetl my experioncos of the last five
yR';s," paid Jim Dlake, tossing an
otfier log Into tho Are. "Most of thorn
would not interest you, somo might
amuso you, anil others would make
you mad. I've boon rich threo times,
John, and In lovo twlco no, threo
times."
By FREDERICK
UPHAM ADAMS
"I
"Colonel Monro' Doctrine," Ctc,
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J. DtlBXKL DIUDLB
"Mow rich and how badly In love?"
".My strokes of fortune ami my love
affair nro all Jumbled together," ex
plained Dlake, laughing heartily.
"You'll have a bad opinion of mo,
John, but I've reformed and am going
to lend a better life. I made my first
strike on the Utile Calaveras. Talk
about luck! That was a funny thing.
1 broke my neck and discovered a
gold mine and a sweetheart lu doing
It'"
"Broke your neck? Surely you're
Justing"'
"It's a fact. Just tho same," as
sorted Blnke, thoughtfully rubbing tho
back of his neck, which showed no
Rlgns of fracture. "I was a greenhorn
then, and my prospecting expeditions
were the Joko of tho old stagers. I
bought a horso and a Mexican Baddle
and prowled through all the moun
tains and foothills back of tho Uttle
Calaveras. One afternoon I was fol
lowing a trail that skirted along the
side of a mountain. There's a lot of
wooilchucks In those hills, and In bur
rowing uround ono of them loosened
a rock, which came rolling down In
my direction. My horso saw and
heard it. and shied off tho trail. Ho
slid about twenty foot and then fell,
and as he went my right foot went
through tho stirrup. He rolled over
me. and wo started down tho slope.
Sometimes I was on top, and some
times ho was on top.
"Four or Ave hundred feet below I
saw a thin row of trees, and I knew
they marked tho edge of a cliff. For
some reason there's most always a
fringe of trees at these Jumping off
places. Wo wore going like lightning.
Just as we nearod the edgo the horse
rolled over wo again. As I camo on
top I saw that wo wore going to pass
between two small trees. A big
rock slewed the horse around, and he
went down head flrst. I grabbed at a
tree, nnd by tho merest chance threw
my free leg around it. I hold llko
grim death to a coon, and heard tho
leather snap us the horso went over
the precipice. If It had been a first
class baddle I wouldn't be here to
tell the tale. I was hanging down
over the cliff. It was eighteen hun
dred feet deep to tho first stopping
place, and I saw that horse, all
spraddled out, turn over and over In
the air. I closed my eyes so ns not
to sou him strike. Then I crawled
back a few feet and sat down behind
a rock. That's the last thing I re
membei until I woko up In bed. An
old doctor, whose breath smelled of
liquor, was bending over me, and
near him was ono of tho prettiest
girls I ever saw. Sho and her father
were approaching me when I started
to slide down the mountain. Her
name was Jenny Itogers."
Jim slghod and paused.
"This is growing romantic, but how
about the broken nock?" asked John.
"It was broken, or dislocated, which
Is about tho same thing," continued
Blake. "Jenny's father know of an
old Spanish doctor, about forty miles
away, and wont for him. Ho wns a
wonder on bones. Ho was black as
an Indian and uglier than sin. He
felt around my neck, swore softly In
Spanish, rolled mo over on my face,
climbed on my bank, Jabbed his knees
into my shoulder blades, and grabbed
mo by the jaws. Ho gavo my head a
quick wrench. 1 saw a thousand sky
rockets; something cracked and I be
came senseless. When I awoko ho
had my neck In splints, and was jab
bering Spanish to Itogers. Ho said
ho was tho only whlto man In the
world who could sot a broken neck,
and l guess ho was. Ho had learned
tho trick from an Indian medicino
man. Ho charged mo twenty-five dol
lars, and told mo to He qulot for a
week. Jenny Rogers nursed me, and
of course I fell in lovo with her. I
was In tholr cabin, and near by Mr.
Honors had located somo valuable
claims.
"Hero Is tho most remarkable part
of this story," Dlake went on, "When
I was able to dress I picked up that
cursed Mexican stirrup to seo how tho
leather happoned to break. It was a
steel affair, and I noticed somo bright
yellow spota In tho crovlces. Blamed
If It wasn't gold! I didn't say a word,
but whon I was strong enough I wont
back and climbed slowly d!wn tho
placo whoro my horso foil. It was
easy to follow it. Near tho edgo of
tho cliff I found an outcropping of
gold-bearing oro, and tho mark of
whore tho metal part of my stirrup
A.
had scratched it. I staked otit n
claim and sold It to Jenny's father for
a hundred and twenty-live thousand
dollars He's made two millions out
of It. I made lovo to Jetfliy, nnd I
think sho would have hnd me, but I
went to San Francisco and dropped
the hundred and twenty-five thousand
on the mining exchange. I went back
nnd asked Jenny to wait until I niado ;
another fortune. She said she'd think
about It. I guess sho did. A year
later she married a man who Is now a
United States Senator.. So I broke
my neck, lost my fortune and my
sweetheart all In less than a year."
"And what havo you now?"
"This mountain chateau," replied
Dlake, with a lordly swoop of his arm,
"and n hole In the ground back of It.
Then I have a fine view of tho valley,
a good appetite, a slumbering con
science, and and Dog, here, who
never upbraids mo for being bovoii
kinds of a fool.
John told tho story of tho dying
sailor and his map, and rend an ex
tract from Deter Hurt's letter. Then
ho produced the map, and they spread
it out on tho tabic and examined It
by the light of tho lantern.
"I followed tho trail all right," ex
plained John, "until tho storm act In.
nnd then I had to feel my woy. Do
foro I lost my bearings I wan 'about
two miles from tho point whoro this
sailor claims to have found gold. I
kept near the edgo of the cliff until I
could go no further, nnd then curled
up behind that rock In the hopo that
tho storm would cease."
Dlake studied tho map with grow
ing Interest and excitement. With a
splinter from a log as a marker ho
traced the trail.
"I know every foot of it!" he ex
claimed, resting tho point of tho
splinter on a round spot on the map.
"Here Is Fisher's Ijiko. You camo
that far by stage. Hero Is tho crook
which you follow for seven miles un
til you como to the old Wormley trail.
You tako that to tho cliffs, and go
along tho cliffs until you cross four
brooks and come to tho fifth one. You
wero within a hundred yards of that
fifth stream, John. Now let's seo the
key to this thing."
John handed him the letter.
" 'From the east faco of the squaro
rock, on the north bank of the brook,
at tho edgo of the cliff,' " rea'd Dlake.
"I know tho rock well. loot's seo.
'Thence east along tho bank of the
brook in a straight line four hundred
and twenty-two feet, and then north
nt right angles, sixty-seven feet to the
base of the tallest pine in tho neigh
borhood.' "
Dlake rushed to the door, forgetful
of the storm, to verify his suspicions.
He pushed It open an Inch, but a
solid bank of snow blocked tho way.
"Whero do you supposa tho baso ot
that plno tree Is?" ho demanded.
Without waiting for a reply he found
a hatchet and tapped the clay floor
until he located a spot which gave a
deadened sound. Then he chopped
away a few Inches of packed dirt and
sank the blade Into a solid substance,
"There's the baso of tho big pine
treo described by your dead snllor,
and I'll bet my ltfe on It," lie shouted.
And hero are sections of tho tree," he
continued, pointing to tho logs which
formed tho foundation of tho cabin.
"I'm dead suro of it, John. It's about
a hundred and forty yards from here
to the edgo of tho cliff. I know, for
I measured It. And its about twenty
yards to tho brook. What Is more
conclusive, this was by far the largest
tree anywhero around. That's why I
located the cabin here. loot's seo
what comes next!" His eyes glis
tened with excitement.
Tho instructions wero to measuro
three hundred and eighteen feet north
from tho baso of tho tree nnd thence
east to a carefully described rock,
which Dlako remembered. This was
the base of tho Incline. Within a hun
dred yards of this rock the key lo
cated threo golii-Uearlng quartz
ledges.
(To bo continued.)
HAD BEEN CHASING RABBITS.
Naturally Dreamer Had Not Enjoyed
His Sleep.
"A man down In my country," said
Representative Clayton of Alabama,
"saw a dog sleeping In tho sun. Tho
dog was twitching nnd starting as
dogs sometimes da in their sleep.
Tho mnn said, 'I'd llko to know what
that dog Is dreaming about.'
" 'Easy enough,' replied an old chap
who stood by. 'You Just put a chip
on that dog's car nnd loavo it thcro
until he wakes up. Then you take that
chip and put it on your chest whon
you go to bed to-night and you will
dream of what tho dog is dreaming
of now.'
"Tho follow got a chip and put it
on the dog's ear and stood around
until the dog waked up and brushed
it off. He put tho chip on his chest
whon ho went to bed that night. Next
morning I saw him coming listlessly
down the street.
" 'What'3 tho matter?' I said. 'What
was tho dog droamlng about?'
" 'Oh,' he auswored, 'I'm clean tuck
ered out. I was chasing rablbts all
night long.'"
Public to Own Telephones,
It has been announced that the
British poatofflco propose to exercise
Its right to buy out the Great National
Telephone Company at tho end of the
present yoar. This action by the
government la tho first step toward
breaking up tho monopoly which hai
shackled and curbed the dovolopment
of telophoncs in the United Kingdom.
With low rates and quick servlco the
public will bo provided with a system
such as has herotoforo boen undream
ed of. Tho poatofflco has already
provided a system for a great part ol
London at a charge less than HO, fir
90 per cent ot its subscribers.
pU TO Ot vstIkLj
A Song of Spring.
Ant II nt the loom of ("prliiR
what I It hIii. ne.ives?
tolden Minllitlit, Oliver idiovver
Velvet Kr.iMs mill triiKi.iut Movver.
llloji'oniM pink nml buds of hu-i-ii,
IIIIIm wild purple Miles between,
(lurdrn vines nml nrehnrd trets
Ktlll of lionov tor I lie hees.
Ho:ik In all the Klmdnvved nooks,
Monk: In the meadow 'irookx,
April nt the loom of xprlng,
What Is It she weaves','
I'octtv In ever tliltiK.
l.yries In the le.ive!
April nt the loom of uprlnr.
Mow the shinties tly'
Kllver rain ami golden rny,
WonJer-fahrle of tho iliiv
Willi fantastic tlwiri'N fair
Wrought upon It everywhere;
llowers of heauty. hotirhs of bird,
Ilrolileieil Ileitis wllh printed wolds.
Woven rotor, seetit, and Hound
In the nlr and ou the Knuiiul;
April at the loom of nprliig.
How the ohilttle y!
Poetry In everything
Karlh and nea and xky!
-Krjink Dempster Hherm.m In Woman's
Hume (.ouipituion
It Makes You Look Green.
Darken the room. Now pour half a
pint of methylutod spirit Into a pan,
place a handful of ordinary table salt
In It, and then set fire to It. It will
flare up In an Instant, nnd give every
one In tho room a weird and hideous
nppenranco.
It you want the ilaine to lie green,
use nitrate of barium Instead of salt.
Or If you prefer rod use nitrate of
strontium In place of salt.
Another trick Is to take beforehand
n little nltrato ot strontium, dissolve
it lu a little hot water: then tako
pieces of whlto tlssuo paper, dip them
into tho solution, and then hang them
up to dry.
Then, when you aro ready, touch a
match to theso pieces of paper, and
they will burn with a brilliant red
flash. If you combine this with tho
"green" trick I. e., perform tho two
tricks at the same time tho effect
will be weird beyond description.
Home-Made Vitriol Battery.
Tho blue vltilol bnttury Is used
nearly altogether for telegraph work,
and you can make ono easily by tak
ing a deep saucer or plate and a plcco
of shoot zinc In It, four Inches long
and three inches wide and of any
thickness, tho thicker It is tho longer
it will last.
Tho blue vitriol will cost 10 cents a
pound.
Bend up one end as In figure 1, and
boro a hole In It so that a No. 18 wlro
will fit fairly tight. If you have not
got a No. 18 copper wire. Iron or brass
rG,
wlro will do, or a different sized cop
por wlro. This wire should bo a foot
long. Wrap this In blotting paper ex
cept tho turned up pnrt and lay on the
bottom of tho dish.
Next make a piece of copper or lead
In tho samo way. Kay this on tho
zinc. Do not wrap this In blotting
paper.
Take a glass of water and dissolve
v
powdered blue vitriol until no more
will dissolve, when stirred up. Pour
this over the plates until they aro all
covered.
Do careful of the blue vitriol. It is
Dolson. Do not get it into a cut.
Baby Parks in Japan.
Have you ever heard of tho won
derful dwarf trees In Japan? It is
said that several specimens aro to be
seen in tho Roman garden owned by
a North Philadelphia family.
Theso dwarf trees aro perfect in
every respect, with gnarled trunks
and twlstod branches but are only a
foot or two in height.
In Japan dwarf parks are laid out
filled with theso tiny trees, nnd little
bits of streams of water and bridges
and walks, aro put In hero and there.
Instead of grass a cunning tiny
green moss is used. And In tho tiny
(two or threo Inch) flower beds tho
most wonderful llttlo Alpine flowers
are Jo bo found,
Tho wholo park, trees, flower beds,
streams, bridges nnd nil, would stnnd
easily on an ordinary dining table.
No other people In tho world know
how to dwarf trees. It is a secret
carefully preserved by tho Japanese
Toklo's Clocks.
You know, boys and girls, we havo
our day divided up Into twenty-four
hours, beginning at 12 and ending at
12.
But tho Japaneso divide tholr tlmo
Into twelve parts. Thoro nro nlways
jix parts boloiglng to tho night and
ilx to tho day. The day begins at sun
rise and ends at sunset. And no mat
ter whether tho day bo long nnd tho
light short, or tho day short nnd tho
light long, each ono always consists
if six parts.
You know thcro aro two hnnds to
our clock. Thoro nro two hands also
to tho Toklo clock, but tho difforenco
between their clock and ours Is lu tho
numbers ou tho fneo of tho clock.
Our numbers stay exactly whero tho
clock maker put them in tho flrst
place, but lu tho Toklo clock tho num
bers can be shoved from ono jxisltlon
to another by tho man who owns tho
clock.
Tho sunrise number Is nlways
moved to keep pace with the tlmo of
the sunrise, and tho sanio thing In
done with the sunset number. And
then tho flvo numbers between them
aro moved until they devtde tho dny
Into six exactly equal parts.
So you see It makes no difforenco
to thu Japaneso people whether tho
days aro long or short they can nl
ways make their clocks suit the length
of the dnya.
They do not count 1. 2, 3, 4. C, 6,
etc., as wo do. but, beginning with 9,
they count 3, 8, 7, t, C, 4, 3.
Home-Made Battery.
Take four fruit Jars holding about 1
quart, fill them with a solution of H
pnrt sulphuric acid to "i part water,
2-8 full, and put n strip of zinc and a
strip of coppur In each one. Now
solder a pleco of wlro from tho copper
to the zinc, as shown In cut.
This la a very powerful battery.
How Jap Children Write.
Tho pens used by tho children of
Japan consist of bamboo nnd rabbits'
hair. Tho pen Itself is a tiny brush
of hair tied to tho end of a bamboo
stick. It doesn't socm possible thnt
writing under such circumstances
could bo good, but Japanese children
really wrlto very well, Indeed,
A Home Made Ball.
There arc many kinds of balls for
sale In tho shops, but most ot thorn
nro too hard for ordnary hand playing.
The writer of this has never seen any
thing to equal tho balls ho used to
mnke for himself when ho was a boy,
and ho wants to tell tho other boys
how he did it.
Got a perfectly round orange and
cut tho peel Into even quarters, num
bering them at ono end so as to be
ablo to put them together again in
their proper order.
Ask your mother or your sister for
a pair of discarded kid gloves with
long wrists, nnd out of theso wrists
cut four pieces exactly like tho four
pieces of ornngo peel. Numbor them
ns you ilid tho pieces of peel, and
with linen thread sow over, nnd over
three seams, llius putting tho four
pieces together, but leaving ono seam
open. This Is the cover for your ball.
Get n solid rubber hall about three
quarters of an inch in diameter, and
on It wind tho common woolon.yarn
of which stockjngs aro made. You
enn buy tho ynrn ot a shop, or, if you
can got an old stocking, ravel It out.
Do the winding evenly, so ns to keep
tho ball perfectly round, and try it
now nnd then to seo whether It is
lnrgo enough for your cover. You must
make It bo that It will fit in tho cover
exactly, and then you draw tho re
PRETTY 8MOKE RINGS.
You havo all socn smokers blow
from their mouths rings ot smoke
which twist and curl about, growing
larger as they float through tho nlr
until Anally they break and fado nway.
Perhaps you have scon others try to
do this very trick and fail, although
they cannot toll why. Somo men
The Smoke Whirling from the Box.
can scarcely blow any smoko from
their mouths without making rings,
whllo tho mouths ot others aro so
formed that they cannot roako a nlnglo
ring, no nutter how much they try.
Smoko rings nro mado by tho parti
cles of smoko all revolving In tho
samo direction, whirling around in a
circle, pursuing each othor In a sort
of smoky "follow tho leader" fashion.
As soon as they stop whirling about in
a clrclo thoy separate and drift away
In an ordinary cloud of smoko.
Get an old bat box or pasteboard
box ot some sort, and in the bottom
cut a round holo about six Inches In
diameter. Now fit somo old blotters
in tho cover of the box, and on the
blotters pour somo ammonia, just
enough to soak tho blotters so that
maining edges together nnd sow them
over and over ns you aid tho other
scams.
Tho boy who uses n ball of this
kind will never willingly uso nny
other. It is plonty hard enough, and
yet It Is soft to tho touch, and the
rubber center gives it all tho uoedeJ
bounce.
More " Donts."
For Doys.
Don't fltuoko clgarettos.
Don't swear.
Don't neglect mother for pleasure.
Don't think only ot dress.
lon't eat nil your sister's fudgo on
the sly and then write to tho column
nnd denounce it.
Don't ever wear n soiled collar.
Don't run down girls after taking
ono to the theatre.
For Girls.
Don't wenr a massive pompadour.
Don't wear a rat in your hair!
Don't flirt.
Don't stand on tho corner talking
with boys.
Don't fall to bo pleasant to every
one. Don't talk loud or giggle on tha
street.
Don't chow gum.
Remembered He Was a King.
A pretty story of tho young King of
Spain Is told by "Tho Girls' Realm."
This boy, who was from tho moment
of his birth a king, used to givo way
when a child to somo very unkingly
outbursts of temper, and as he had a
keen senso ot his royal dignity the
queen mother talked to him very seri
ously ono day on tho Importance ot
self-control in a monarch. Tho next
time lie was about to lndulgo in some
childish outburst bo checked himself
suddenly and wns silent. "You seo
tights," ctc. "It was so dark," says
ono American residing in Korea, re
lating such an Instance, "that no kite
could bo scon, but when he had run
tho string out to its full longtli he cut
it nnd let It go, Imagining that so he
hnd rid himself of his enemies nnd
could begin tho new year with new
courage.
"Each new year season there aro
contests In klto flying, tho object be
ing to cut tho cnomy'a string and lot
his kite go. In preparation for this a
string Is twisted of silk and coated
with ground glass and porcelain mix
cd with glue." Philadelphia Press.
Book Puzzle.
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UOtCirr CMMUUl
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FOUVm TVT5TI
rpcTPPtf&l
HAH5PARCJ
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Tako one lottcr from each of these
book titles, beginning with tho top,
nnd with theso letters spell the namo
ot a much loved book for children.
they feel moist to tho touch. This
done, put tho cover on tho box and'
turn it upsldo down.
Now you can look through tho hole
In tho bottom and see tho blotters ly
ing In their places In tho box. cover.
.Drop through this holo upon the blot
ters below a few drops ot murlatU
NMHSl
acid. At onco tho box will become
filled with thick white smoke.
Now for your Tortex rings. Torn
tho box on its sldo and aim the hole
In the bottom in tho diroctlon In which
you want tho rings to go. Tap the
sldos of the box smartly, and great
whirling white rings ot smoko wilt
come out, ovor so much heavier and
thicker than tobacco smoko rings.
You can shoot theso rings in any
direction you please, and thoy wilt
sail clear across tho room without
breaking If there is no draught. Tho
curling, twisting smoko Is very beau
tiful, and it is lota of fun to mako
smoko figures by sending sovorat
rings In tho same direction In quick
succession.
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