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BY RUTH- BELMORE ENDICOTT
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CHAPTER XIII Continued.
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"Onll the dog, Just the same," re
peated Amanda Parlow. "Prlnco will
bear yon and bark."
"God bless yon I So he will," cried
Mr. 8tagg. You've got more uense
than any of ns, Mnndy."
"And I'll have tho clinpel bell rang,"
ehc snld.
"Huh I what' that ferl"
"The wind will carry tho sound ont
cross the cove. The boy, Chet, will
recognize the sound of the bell and It
will give htm an Idea of where homo
13."
Tou do beat all f exclaimed Joseph
Btngg, starting to leave tho house.
"Find a cap of Chefs, Mrs. Gorra
Icy," nhc commanded. "Don't you sco
Mr. Stagg has no hatT He'll catch his
denth of cold."
"Why, I never thought 1" He turned
to speak directly to Miss Amnnda, but
sho hnd gone back Into the room and
was putting on her outer wraps. Mrs.
Gormlcy, red-eyed and weeping,
brought the cnp.
Mr. Stngg plunged down the steps
and kept on down the hill to the water
front There wan an eating-place hero
whero the waterside characters congre
gated, and Mr. Stagg put his hcud In
at the door.
"Some of you fellers come out with
me on the ice and look for a llttlo girl
and a boy and a dog," said Mr. Stagg.
"Like enough, they're lost in this storm.
And the (ce is going out"
They nil rushed out of the eating
house and down to the nearest dock.
Even tho cook went, for he chanced to
know Carolyn May.
"And let me tell you, she's one rare
little kid," he declared, out of Mr.
Stage's hearing. "How sho come to bo
related to that hard-as-nalls Joe Stagg
Is puzzler."
The hardware dealer might deserve
this title In ordinary times, but this
was one occasion when he plainly dis
played emotion.
Hannah's Car'lyn, the llttlo child he
had learned to love, was somewhero on
the Ice in the driving storm. He
would have rushed blindly out on tho
rotten Ice, barchunded and alone, bad
the others not halted him.
Joseph Stagg stood on the dock and
khouted nt the top of his voice:
"Prince l Prince! Prince? I"
The wind must have carried his
rolco n long way out across tho cove,
but there was no reply.
Theu, suddenly, the clear silver tone
of a bell rang out Its pitch carried
through tho storm startllngly clear.
There was a movement out in the
rove. Ono field of Ice crashed against
jmothcr. Mr. Stagg stifled a monn
tnd wnB one of the first to climb dom
to the level of tho Ice.
"Have n enro, Joe," somebody
irnrncd him. "Tills snow on tho lco
Kill musk tho holes and fissures some
thing scandalous."
Ilut Joe Stagg was reckless of his
wn 6afety. no started out Into tho
mow, shouting again :
"Prince I Prlncol Here, boy I Here,
boy I"
I There was no answering bark,
i Th6 clanging of the chapel bell wns
Ii comforting sound. Joseph Stngg did
not knqw that unable to find thu sex
ton, Amanda Parlow had forced tho
church door and was tugging at tho
rough rope herself.
Back and forth she rang the Iron
dapper, and it was no uncertain note
that clanged across tho storm-driven
cove that afternoon. It was not work
to which Carolyn May's "pretty lady"
was usod. Her shoulders soon ached
and the palms of her hands were raw
and bleeding. But she continued to
toll, the bell without a moment's sur
ceaseon nnd on, till her brnln swam
and her breath came chokingly from
her lungs.
"Joel Joel" she muttered each time
that she bore down on tho bell rope,
nmi tho Iron tonguo shouted tho word
for her, far across tho snow-blotted
cove.
Carolyn May wan not the first of tho
trio caught out on tho moving lco to be
frightened. Perhaps becnuso she had
such unbounded faith in the good in
tentions of everbody toward her, the
child could not Imagine anything rcul
?y hurting her.
"Oh, Isn't this runl" she crowed.
bending her head before tho beating of
the storm. "Do hang on, Prlncey."
Bnt Prince could not hang on so
wU, now that they faced tho wind. Ho
tipped off the sled twice, and that de
layed them. Under his skates, Chet
could feel the lea heave, whllo tho
resonant cracks followed each other
like a file-fire of musketry.
"Goodness meP gasped Carolyn
May, "the to seeme to be going all to
pieces, Chet I hope It won't till we
rt back to the shore."
Tm bopln' that, too," returned tho
He had quickly realized that they
rere in peril, but be would not let
olyn May seo that be was fright-
so, indeed!
The boy unstrappod the skates swift
ly. He had a very good reason for re-
ig tbem. If the ice was breaking
Into floes, ho might skate right off
-to the water, being unable to halt
(Ulckly enough. If on the steel runners.
He now plodded on, head down, drag-
m-f nmn n nwnwfinin mm- it in mil
WLwuium
glng tho Bled and the child, with Prince
slipping nnd scratching along besldo
them.
Suddenly ho enmo to open water. It
was so broad n channel thnt ho could
not hope to leap it; and, of course, he
could not get tho sled nnd tho little
girl across.
"Myl" cried Carolyn May, "that
place wnsn't hero when we came out,
wns It, Chet? It muut have Just como
hero."
"I don't think It was here before,"
admitted tho boy.
Suddenly a sound reached their cars
that startled both: It even made Prince
prick up his enro and listen. Then tho
dog sat up on his haunches and began
to howl.
"Oh, don't Prince 1" gnsped Carolyn
May. "Who ever told you you could
King, Just because you hear a church
bell ringing?"
' "That's the chapel bell I" cried Chet
Gormley. "Now I'm sure I'm right.
But wo must get around thlo open
patch In the wntcr."
Ho set off nlong the edge of the open
wnter, which looked black und angry.
Tho lco groaned and cracked in'n
threatening way. He wns not sure
whether the floe they were on had com
pletely broken away from the greut
mass of ice In tho cove and wus al
ready drifting out into the lake or not
Hnste, however, he knew was Im
perative. The tolling of the chapel
bell coming faintly down the wind,
Chet drew tho sled swiftly along tho
edge of tho opening, tho dog trotting
along besldo them, whining. Prlnco
plainly did not approve of this.
"Hero It is I" shouted the boy In sud
den Joy. "Now we'll bo all right,
Car'lynMnyl"
"Oh, I'm so glad, Chet," said the llt
tlo girl. "For I'm getting real cold, and
this snow makes me all wet"
"Keep up your heart Cartyn May,"
he begged. "I guess we'll get through
all right now."
"Oh, Tm not really afraid," the little
girl answered. "Only I'd really llko to
be on shore."
Chet hastened on toward the sound
of tho tolling bell, sharply on tne
watch for other breaks in the Ice.
Here was another a wlde-sprcadlng
crcvasso filled with black-water. Chet
He Turned Bright Face on Her as
He Struck Out for tho Edge of the
Other Ice Floe.
had no Idea to which direction he
should turn. And, Indeed, it seemed to
him ns though the opening wns grow
ing wider each moment The lco on
which they stood must be completely
severed from that further up In tho in
let! The boy had bocome frightened.
Carolyn May had llttlo Idea of their
danger. Princo eat up and howled. It
seemed to tho boy as though they were
In desperate straits, indeed.
"You'vo got to bo a hrnve girl,
Cnr'lyn May," ho snld. "I'm goln' to
swim across this place nnd tlun drag
you over. You stick to the sled and
you won't scarcely get wet even."
"Oh, Chet I don't you dnro get
drownd-ed 1" begged Cnrolyn May, ter
rified now by tho situation.
Ho turned n bright face on her ns
ho struck out for tho edge of the other
lco floe. Chet might not have been the
wisest boy who ever lived, but ho was
brave, In tho very beat sense of tho
word.
"Don't worry nbout me, Car'lyn
May," ho chattered.
The desperato chill of tho water al
most stopped the boy's heart
Three strokes took him across tho
patch of open water.
"We'll be all right In a minute,
Car'lyn May!" he called, climbing to
his feet
And then ho discovered something
that almost stunned him. Tho lino ho
hnd looped around hlB wrist hnd slipped
off I He had no way of reaching the
ropo attached to tho sled savo by
crossing back through tho wnter.
Chot felt that he could not do It
"Ob, Chet Chet I" walled Carolyn
May, "you'vo dropped my ropo !"
What ho should do, poor Chot could
not think. His brain seemed com-
lpletely clouded.
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But what was tho little girl doing?
Ho snw her hauling In on the wet ropo
and she seemed to bo speaking to
Prince, for he stood directly befora
her, his earn erect, his tail agitated.
By and by he burked sharply.
"Now, Prlncey 1" diet heard her cry,
She thrust the end of tho rope Into
the dog's Jaws and waved her mlttened
hand towards the open water and tho
unhappy Chet beyond it
Prince sprang around, faced tho
strait of black water, shaking the end
of the rope vigorously. Chot saw what
she meant and he shrieked to the dbg:
"Como on. Prince! Come on, good
dog! Here, sir!"
Prince could not bark his reply with
the ropo In his Jaws, but he sprang
into the water and swum sturdily
toward Chet.
He stooped and seized tho dog's fore
logs when ho came near and helped
him scramble out on the Ice. The end
of tho ropo wns safely In his grasp
again.
"My goodness 1 My goodness! I
could sing a hallelujah I" declared
Chet his eyes streaming now. "Hold
on, now, Cur'lyn Mny! I'm goln' to
drag you across. You hang right on
to that sled."
"Oh, I'll cling to It, Chet," declared
the llttlo girl. "And do take me off
this Ice, quick, for I think it's floating
out with me."
Chet drew on the rope, the sled
moved forward and plunged, with Just
a little splash, Into tho pool.
In a few seconds he bad "snaked"
the sled to the edge of the Ice floe
on which he stood. Ho picked the sob
bing 'Carolyn May off tho sled and
then lifted that up too. Tho little girl
was wet below her waist
'Tm I'm Just as co-old as I I can
be," she chattered. "Oh, Chetl tako
mo home, please 1"
Tm a-going to," chattered tho lad
In return.
He dragged off his coat now, wrung
It as dry as ho could and wrapped It
around Carolyn May's legs before he
scntcd her on the sled again. Then
he seized tho rope onco more .and
started toward the sound of the chapel
bell.
Prlnco began to bark. He could not
movo fonrard much faster than Chet
did, but fie faced the wind and began
to bark with persistence.
"There there's something over
there, Chet" murmured Carolyn May.
She wns nil but breathless herself.
Then, through the wind nnd storm,
enmo a faint hail. Prince eagerly
pursued his burking. Chet tried to re
ply to tho hall, but his voice was only
a hoarso croak.
"We've got to keep- on we'vo got to
keep on," muttered tho lad, dragging
the sled slowly.
Tho dog hnd disappeared. Cnrolyn
Mny was weeping frankly. Chet Gorm
lcy was pushing slowly through tho
storm, staggering nt ench step, scarce
ly nwnro In what direction ho wai
heading.
CHAPTER XIV.
How to Write a Sermon. '
Joseph Stngg heard the dog burk
first of all.
Tho men with Mr. Stugg having
spread out on the Ice llko a skirmish
ing purty, now closed in toward tho
point from which sounded tho dog's
barking. The hardware dealer shout
ed as he run. no wns the most reck
less of them all and on several occa
sions camo near falling.
Suddenly an object appeared In tho
smother of falling snow. Hoarsely the
dog burked uguln. Mr. Stngg shouted :
"Hey, Prince I Prince I nere wo
aro I"
Tho mongrel made for tho hurdwure
merchant nnd almost knocked him
over. Ho was mod with Joy.
"Show 'em to us, good dogl" cried
Uncle Joe. "Take us to 'cm I Where's
Hannah's Car'lyn?, Show us, boy!"
Prince lnpped Mr. Stugg's face nnd
then ran off through the fulling snow,
harking and leaping. The men hur
ried after him. Twice or thrice tho
dog wus buck, to mnke sure thut ho
was followed. Then tho men saw
tomcthlng outlined In the driving snow.
"Uncle Joe! Uncle Joel" .
Tho child's shrill voice reached the
hardware merchant. There wns poor
Chet staggering on, lcnnlng ngalnst
tho wind, mid pulling tho sled behind
him.
"Well, you Billy chumnl" rnwlod
Joseph Stagg. "Whero'ro you going,
anyway?"
"Oh, Undo Jool" walled Carolyn
May, "lie Isn't nnythlng like that at
all! He's Just the bravest boy; And
he's nil wet and cold."
At the conclusion of this declaration
poor Chet fell to his knees and then
slipped quietly forward on his face.
"I vum I" grunted tho hardwaro deal
er, "1 guess tho boy is all In."
But Chet did not lose consciousness.
Ho raised a faint murmur which
reached Mr. StnggB ears.
"I I did tho best I could, Mr. Stagg.
Tako tako her right up to mother.
Sho'U fix Car'lyn up, all right"
"Say, kldl" exclaimed tho cook, "1
guess you need a bit of flxln' up your
aelt Why, see hero, boys, tills chap'e
been In the water and bla clothe
la frozo stiff."
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Below will be found the answer to
the question which has been so In
sistently naked In the caption above.
It Is n great pleasure to know from
time to time Just what Is being nccom
pished by tho American lied Cross.
The largest American I ted Cross
hospital fn.v.u in Kimhuid s nt Salis
bury, Southampton, where a consider
able pnrt of ho lSiI-ucro estate Is un
der cultlvnttiiii.
Ono thnusiiml wounded and convales
cent American soldiers played hosts
to King George, Queen Mnry'and Prin
cess Mary at a big military hospital In
Hartford. Jtisr outside London, recent
ly. The royal visitors Inspected Amer
ican lied Cross activities at the hos
pital. A good time was had by all.
Santa Clans, Christinas and the Ited
Cross roll call come but once a year,
The roll call Hikes place during the
week or December 10. Speak up
and dig down when your niiuie Is
mllcd.
One of Christopher J. Krlngle's first
stops on Christmas eve will be the
American hospitals in prance. In
every ward of every hospltnl he will
find n Christmas tree nnd Bed Cross
workers waiting to help lilm fill sol
dier socks.
The Belgian commission of the
Amerlcnn Bed Cross has established n
fund known as the "Queen's Purse"
for war victims. Queen Elizabeth of
Belgium goes nbout to hospitals con
stantly supplying little extra com
forts to patients. She has spent large
sums of her own fo'r this purpose, and
In addition the American Bed Cioss
provides a purso of $r,000 for this
purpose.
MADE BY AN
ARTIST IN FURS
Tills rich and graceful capu-coatee,
with Its muff to match, Is ono of those
mucli-ndmlred. two-ln-one garments
that nro characteristic of this season's
stjles. Its designer chose Hudson eul
and followed two converging paths to
Its success, combining the tiee, easy
lines of a cape with something of the
snugness of a coat. His ingenuity was
rewarded In a wrap more graceful
than either of Its Inspirations. It Is
inuih more cozy than a cape or scarf,
easily made equal to a coat for com
fort. But on mild days or In the wann
er climates it is worn open at the front
and hnnglng about the shoulders, as
casually as either a cape or scarf.
When the wearer of this pietty gar
ment adjusts It a, a protection against
tho cold, tho Ingenuity of the furrier
who mado It revenls Itself. The nar
row bcarf, attached to the neck, and
pnsslng through btrnps of fur at the
waist line, Is slipped from under these
straps and wrapped nbout the throat,
nnd tho front of tho wrap fastened up
to meet It, thereupon It Is u warm
coatee. Tho muff Is melon-shaped,
with slashed frills at tho ends nnd ev
ery woman knows that It may actually,
keep tho hands warm, or merely servo
ns a luxurious and elegant accessory
of dress. Both the wrap and muff
nro distinctly up-to-date.
Hudson seal Is u favorite with de
signers, but these nrtlsts In furs have
distinguished themselves In other pelts.
Squirrel, dyed. and natural', broadtail,
ringtail, molo and kolinsky aro divid
ing hottf-rs with seal In coats, coatees,
capes and In thoso combination wraps
that havo so captivated well dressed
CAN
The American Bed Cross nt Veronn,
Italy, Is helping nn existing orphan
age to meet the urgent problem of car
ing for motherless young children. It
has agreed to support ten babies un
der n year old, and 20 between tho
ages of one and three.
Americans In the Amerlcnn Bed
Cross ambulance service received 05
decorations for work performed In ono
month. This number Includes seven
silver medals, four bronze, and 54 war
crosses.
Fifteen thousand men n day were
served on an average by each of the 10
American lted Cross canteens on the
Italian front. Sixteen of theso can
teens are portable.
Le Havre. To provide Belgian
child! en with shoes and they wear
them out -quite ns fast as American
youngsters the American Bed Cross
has started shoeinnklng activities at
Limoges. Thousands of Belgian chil
dren in Bed Cross colonies In Franco
will be equipped. Thu factories will
give employment to a number of Bel
gian adults.
Le Harve. A Belgian colonel, Just
from the front, speaking of a canteen
for which the Amerlcnn Bed Cross pro
vided quarters on very short notice,
said : "Ono live demonstration like this
Is better than a year of talk." Ho
also stated In a report: "It Is wonder
ful to see how responsive the Belgians
are to everything American."
Thu department of civil affairs of
the American Bed Cross undertook to
establish or maintain 1-1 Institutions In
thu war zone of Italy, which provided
food, clothing nnd care for 3,477 chil
dren. women. While the shorter garments
are having a great vogue tho luxur
ious long coats, llko Hut scarfj and
muffs, are always good style.
Ribbon Workbng.
A good workbng for a Christmas gift
can bo mado from two'j.-.rds of Dres
den ribbon Ax and one-Hnlf Inches
wldu and one embroidery- hoop. Cut
two rounds of cardboard, U12 size of
the hoop for the bottoms of rto "dou-
iJie-decKer- ung, pad witli she.t cot
ton and cover with tho ribbon. IMvIdo
thu remaining ribbon In halves and
seam up both pieces. Then sow on to
a cardboard round nnd fasten nt ho
top of tho outside rim of tho cmhrold-
cry hoop. .Make tho top part of the
bag In tho samo way, savo that tho
cardboard bottom Is to bo sewed to
the Insldo of tho embroidery ring,
which has been covered by the slli
ribbon.
Dressup Frocks.
A charming and simple dinner gown
mny bo mndo of block mnllnes Ince nnd
Wuck net over n foundntlon of white
English embroidery. A frock of dark
green chnrmouse, If correctly mnde,
with long, tight sleeves nnd n narrow,
draped skirt, need havo no trimming;
A pale pink batlsto frock should bo
trimmed with rcul filet luce und girdled
with bluo tinsel cloth, glinting with
fold und silver threads.
LOOK AT CHILD'S
TONGUE IF SICK,
CROSS, FEVERISH
HURRY, MOTHERI REMOVE POL
SONS FROM LITTLE STOMACH,
LIVER, BOWELS.
GIVE CALIFORNIA SYRUP OF FIGS
AT ONCE IF BILIOUS OR
CONSTIPATED.
I Look nt thu tongue, mother! If
coated, It Is a sure sign that your lit
tle one's stomach, liver nnd bowels
needs a gentle, thorough cleansing nt
once.
When peevish, cross, listless, pale,
doesn't sleep, doesn't eat or act natu
rally, or Is feverish, stomnch sour,
brcnth bad; has stomach-ache, sore
throat, dlarrheon, full of cold, glvo a
, teaspoonful of "California Syrup of
Figs," nnd In n few hours all tho foul,
constipated wnste, undigested food
nnd sour bile gently moves out of the
llttlo bowels without griping, and you
have a well, playful child agnln.
You needn't coax sick children to
take this harmless "fruit laxative;"
they love Its delicious taste, nnd It
always makes them feel splendid.
Ask your druggist for n bottle of
"California Syrup of Figs," which hns
directions for bnbles, children of nil
i ages nnd for grown-ups plainly on tho
I bottle. , Beware of counterfeits sold
here. To be sure you get the genuine,
ask to see that It Is made by tho "Call-
I fornln Fig Syrup Company." Befuso
I ay other kind with contempt Adv.
Conserving Paper.
j "Don't you have to put paper covets
on these sandwiches any more?" asked
the traveler nt the railroad restaurant
stand.
"No. Thu government's stopped us
) doing that," replied tho chocolato-
naireu wnitress.
"What for?"
"Says we must 'conserve pnper."
"Gee! Won't Hoover let us eat pa
per, either?"
TOO WEAK
TO FIGHT
Tho "Come-back" man wns really never
j down-and-out. His weakened condition
becaufo of overwork, lack of exercise, ira-
proper eating nnd living demands stimula-
tion to satisfy tho cry for a health-giving
appetite and the refreshing sleep essential
I to Btrength. GOLD MEDAL Haarlem Oi)
Capsules, tho National Remedy of Holland
i will do tho work. They arc wonderful.
-area oi tueso capsules eacli day will put
a man on his feet before he knows it:
whether his tiouble conies from uric acid
poisoning, tho kidneys, grael or stone in
tho bladder, stomach derangement or other
ailments tint befall tho over-zealous Amer
ican. Tho best known, most reliable rem
edy for theso troubles is GOLD MEDAL
Haarlem Oil Capsules. This remedy has
stood tho te9t for more thin 200 year
slnco its dit-envcry in the ancient labora
tories in Holland. It acts directly nnd
gives relief at onco. Don't wait until you
aro entirely down nnd-out. but take them
today. Your druggist will gladly refund
your money if they do not help you. Ac
cept no substitutes. Look for tho name
GOLD MEDAL on every box, three sizes.
They aro the pure, original, imported
Haarlem Oil Capsules. Adv.
Business.
Tho Deacon It Is snld that the
preacher who mixes buslnefth with his
religion never succeeds.
The Dominie Well, we'll go on pnss
lng tho pinto n little longer, nnywny.
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How Lydia E. Pinkham's
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Is Prepared For
Woman's Use.
A visit to tho laboratory where this
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even tho casual looker-on with tho roll
ability, accuracy, skill and cleanliness
which attends the making of this great
I xnedicino for woman's ills.
Over 850,000 pounds of various herbs
are used anually and all havo to be
gathered at tho season of the year when
leir natural juices and medicinal aub
atanccs aro at their best
The most successful solvents are used
to extract tho medicinal properties from
these herbs.
Every utensil and tank that comes In
contact with tho medicine 1b sterilized
and as a final precaution in cleanliness
the medicine is pasteurized and sealed
In sterile bottles.
It 1b tho wonderful combination of
roots and herbs, together with tho
kill and enro used in ita preparation
which has mado this famous medicine
o successful in tho treatment of
female ills.
The, letters from women who have
been restored to health by the use of
Lydla E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com
pound which wo aro continually pub
lishing attest to its virtue.
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