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rrT t-T-Vil-,- rr -tv-mir'-v" - ?-.s3' - . V 1 JF5TT(0) HE DPDBlMBSlflE o f v ffer CQricr9o. mr ajckcumg Co. SYNOPSIS. The story opens with the shipwreck of the steamer on which Miss Genevieve Leslie, an American heiress. Lord Win thrope. an Englishman, and Tom Blake, a brusque American, were passengers. The three were tossed upon an uninhab ited island and were the only ones not drowned. Blake, shunned on the boat, because of his roUKhness, became a hero as preserver of the helpless pair. The Englishman was suing for the hand of Miss Leslie. Winthropc wasted his last match on a cigarette, for which he was scored by Blake. All three constructed hats to shield themselves from the sun. They then feasted on cocoanuts, the only procurable food. Miss Leslie faced an un pleasant situation. Blake recovered his surveyor's magnifying glass, thus insur ing fire. He started a jungle fire, killing a large leopard and smothering several cubs. In the leopard's cavern they built a small home. They gained the cliffs by burning the bottom of a tree until it fell against the heights. The trio secured Sgs from the cliffs. Miss Leslie's white skirt was decided upon as a signal. Miss Leslie made a dress from the leopard skin. Overhearing a conversation be tween Blake and Winthropc, Miss Leslie became frightened. Wlnthrope became ill with fever. Blake was poisoned by a fish and almost died. Jackals attacked the camp that night, but were driven off by Genevieve. Blake constructed an ani mal trap. It killed a hyena. On a tour tho trio discovered honey and oysters. Mitf.s Leslie was attacked by a-poisonous snake. Blake killed it and saved its poi son to kill game. For the second time "Winthrope was attacked by fever. He and Blake disagreed. The latter made a strong door for the private compartment of Miss Leslie's cave home. A terrible storm raged that night. Wlnthrope stole into her room, but she managed to swing her door closed in time. Winthrope was badly hurt. He died the following morn ing. The storm tore down their distress flag, so a new one was swung from a bamboo pole. Miss Leslie helped in cov ering Winthrope's grave with stones'. Genevieve took a strong liking to Blake. On exploration tour they were attacked by a lion. CHAPTER XXIV. Continued. The lion stilled his roars and crouched as if to spring, snarling and grinning with rage and uncertainty. His eyes, unaccustomed to the glare of the mid-day sun, blinked incessant ly, though he followed the man's every movement, his snarls deepening into growls at the slightest change of at titude. In his blind animal rage Blake had forgotten that the purpose of his lateral advance was to place as great a distance as possible between him and the girl before the clash. Yet in stinct kept him moving along his spiral course, on the chance that he might catch his foe off his guard. Suddenly the lion half rose and stretched forward, sniffing. There was an uneasy whining note in his growls. Blake let the club slip from beneath his arm and drew his bow until the arrow-head lay upon his thumb. His outstretched arm was rigid as a bar of steel. So tense and alert were all his nerves that he knew he could drive home both arrows and still have time to swing his club before the beast was upon him. A puff of wind struck against his back and swept on the nostrils of the lion, laden with the odor of man. The beast uttered a short, startled roar, and, whirling about, leaped away into the jungle so quickly that Blake's ar row flashed past a full yard behind. The second arrow was on the string before the first had struck the ground. But the lion had vanished in the grass. With a yell, Blake dashed on across to the nearest point of the jungle. As he ran he drew the burning glass from his fob and flipped it open ready for use. If the lion had turned behind the sheltering grass stems he was too cowardly to charge out again. Within a minute the jungle border was a wall of roaring flame. The grass, long since dead, and bone-dry with the days of tropical sunshine since the cs'clone, flared up before the wind like gunpowder. Even against the wind the fire ate its way aloDg the ground with fearful rapidity, trailing behind it an upwhirling vor tex of smoke and flame. No living creature could have burst through that belt of fire. A wave of fierce heat sent Blake staggering back, scorched and blis tered. There was no exultance in his hearing. For the moment all thought of the lion was swallowed up in awe of his own work. He stared at the hell of leaping, roaring flames from be neath his upraised arm. To the north sparks and lighted wisps of grass driven by the gale had already fired the jungle half way to the farther ridge. Step by step Blake drew back. His heel struck against something soft. He looked down and saw Miss Leslie lying on the sand, white and still. She had fainted, overcome by fear or by the unendurable heat. The heat niust have stupefied him as well. He stared at her, dull-eyed, wondering if she was dead. His brain cleared. He sprang over to where the flask lay be side the remnants of the lunch. He was dashing the last drops of the tepid water in her face when she moaned and her eyelids began to flut ter. He flung down the flask and fell to chafing her wrist "Tom!" she moaned. "Yes, Miss Jenny, I'm here. It's all right." he answered. "Have I had a sunstroke? s Is that why it seems so I can hardly breathe ' "It's all right. I tell you. Only a little bonfire I touched off. Guess you must have fainted, but it's all right now." 4 "It wat. silly, of me to faint But when I saw that dreadful thing leap " She faltered and lay shuddering. Fear-, ful that she was about to swoon again Blake slapped her, hand between hi palms with stinging force. "You're it!" he shouted. "The joke's on you! Kitty jumped just the other way, and he won't come back in a hurry with that fire to head him off. Jump up now andwelljdo a jig on the strength oLiU" She attempted a smile, and a trace of color showed in her cheek. With an idea that actSe' would farther her recovery he drew her to a sitting posi tion, stepped quickly behind, and, witlr his hands beneath her elbows, lifted her upright But she war still to jjx MtfSt W g W S IssiSW www ar7 Iff WrmM SfBtUttomM fsJ The weak and giddy to stand alone. As he released his grip she swayed and would have fallen had he not caught her arm. "Steady!" he admonished. "Brace up; you're all right." "I'm I'm just a little dizzy," she murmured, clinging to his shoulder. "It will pass in a minute. It's so silly, but I'm that way Tom, I I think you are the bravest man " "Yes, yes but that's not the point. Leave go now, like a sensible girl. It's about time to hit the trail." He drew himself free, and without a glance at her blushing face began to gather up their scattered outfit. His hat lay where he had weighted it down with the cocoanut He tossed the nut into the skin bag and jammed the hat on his head, pulling the brim far down over his eyes. When he had fetched his club he walked back past the girl with his eyes averted. "Come on," he muttered. The scarlet in the girl's cheeks swept over her whole face in a burn ing wave, which ebbed slowly and left her colorless. Blake had started off without a backward glance. She gazed about with a bewildered look at the palms and the barren ridge and the fiery tidal wave of flame. Her gaze came back to Blake, and she followed him. Within a short distance she found herself out of the sheltering lee of the ridge. The first wind gust almost overthrew her. She could never have walked against such a gale; but with the wind at her back she was buoyed up and borne along as though en wings. Her sole effort was to keep her foothold. Had it been their morn ing trip she could have cried out with joy and skipped along before the gusts like a schoolgirl. Now she walked as soberly as the wind would permit, and took care not to lessen the distance between herself and Blake. Mile by mile they hastened back across the plain on their right the blue sea of water, with its white caps and- spray; on their left the yel low sea of fire, with its dun fog of smoke. x Once only had Blake looked back to see if the girl was following. After that he swung along, with down-bent head, his gaze upon the ground. Even when he passed in under the grove and around the pool to the foot of the cleft he began the ascent without waiting to assist her up the break in the path. The girl came after, her lips firm, her eyes bright and ex pectant She drew herself up the ledge as though she had been bred to mountain climbing. Inside the barricade Blake was waiting to close the opening. She crept through and rose to catch him by the sleeve. "Tom, look at me, she said. "Once I was most unjust to you in my thoughts. I wronged you. Now I must tell you that I think you are the bravest the noblest man " "Get away!" he exclaimed, and he shook off her hand roughly. "Don't be a fool! You don't know what you're talking about" . "But I do, Tom. I believe that you ire l"m a blackguard do you hear?" "No blackguard is brave. The way you faced that terrible beast" "Yes, blackguard to've gone and shown to you that I to've let you say a single word Can't you see? Even if I'm not what you call a gentleman, I thought I knew how any man ought to treat a-woman but to go and let you know, before we'd got back among people!" ' " "But but, Tom, why not. If we" "No!" he retorted, harshly. "I'm go ing now to pile up wood on the cliff lor a beacon fire. In the morning III start making that catamaran" . . , Q.. Man I Love!" "No, you shall not' You. shall not go off and leave me, and your life! I can't bear to Stay with me, Tom dear ship never came " He turned resolutely, si ot to see her blushing face. "Come now, Miss Leslie," he said in a dry, even tone; "don't make it so awfully hard. Let's be sensible, and shake hands on it like two real com rades " She struck frantically at his out stretched hand. "Keep away I hate you!" she cried. Before he could speak she was run ning up the cleft. CHAPTER XXV. In Double Salvation. HEN, an hour or more after dawn the next morning, the girl slowly drew open her door and came out -of the cave Blake was nowhere in sight. She sighed, vastly relieved, and hastened across to bathe her flushed face in the spring. Stopping every few mo ments to listen for his step down the cleft she gathered up a hamper of food and fled to the tree-ladder. As she drew herself up on the cliff she noticed a thin. column of smoke rising from the last smouldering brands of a beacon fire that had been built in the midst of the bird colony on the extreme outer edge of the headland. She did not, however, ob serve that, while the smoke column streamed up from the fire directly skyward beyond it there was a much larger volume of smoke, which seemed to have eddied down the cliff face and was now rolling up into view from out over the sea. She gave no heed to this, for the sight of the beacon had instantly alarmed her with the pos sibility that Blake was still on the headland, and would imagine that she was seeking him. She paused, her cheeks aflame. But the only sign of Blake that she could see was the fire itself. She reflected that he might very well have left be fore dawn. As likely as not he had descended at the north end of the cleft and had gone off to the river to start his catamaran. At the thought all the color ebbed from her cheeks and left her white and trembling. Again she stood hesitating. With a sigh she started on toward the signal staff. She was close upon the border ot the bird colony when Blake sat up and she found herself staring into his blinking eyes. "Hello!" he mumbled, drowsily. He sprang up wide awake, and flushing with the guilty consciousness of what he had done. "Look at the sun way up! Didn't mean to oversleep, Miss Leslie. You see I was up pretty late tending the beacon. But of course that's no excuse " "Don't" she exclaimed. There were tears in her eyes; yet she smiled as she spoke. "I know what you mean by 'pretty late.' You've been up all night" peaklnf off Clubs. Redd Have you any Esperanto clubs in your town? Greene Mo; I thJaJtrall 'those the police carry are of locust Yonkefs Stateunaa. .- -, ana nsK tSBBBBl of it! Bif a i . -. ' t " . . - m"m' mm ------- - - - ,-,1 - n.qj anj u-uXTltltl iiiii. II "No, J haven?t Npt.all-night ' "To be sure,- I quite .understand, Mrl, Thomas Blake!.- Now, sit-down and- eat- his luncheon."., "'.., ? '.- 'jCanJL Hawn'MimUrve got X6 get tthe river .nd&il&o worlt III get some jerk.beef jaideat it on' the way. You see "" .. w.. -w "Tom!" she protested. 'g$ L,r "It's for you," he rejoined, and hJsJ lips ciosea logemer resoiuieiy. - (, He was stepping past her, when. overr the-seaward edge of the cliff there, came abound like the yell of a raging. sea monster. -.. "Siren!" shouted JBIake, .whirling about , . ,-. t. The cloudof smoke beyohdthe. cliff end "Vasnow'.rolling up I more to the leftHe, dasned'"away 'towards the north edge of ilie 'cliff as though he intended to leap off into spaceT 'The girl ran after him .as fast as she could over the loose stones. Before she had covered half the distance she saw him haltpn the very brink of the cliff and begin to wave and shout like a madman: A "few steps farther on she caught sight of he steamer. It was lying close in, onlyva little way off the north point of the headland. v Even as she saw the vessel, its siren responded to Blakc-'s wild gestures with a series of joyous screams. There could be no mistake. He had been seen. Already they were letting go anchor, and there was a little crowd of men gathering about one of the boats. Blake turned and started on a run for the cliff But Miss Leslie darted before him, compelling him to halt. "Wait!" she cried, her eyes spar kling with happy tears. "Tom, it's come now. You needn't " "Let me by! I'm going to meet them. I want to " . But she put her hands upon bis shoulders. " "Tom!" she whispered, "let it be now, before any one anything can possibly come between us! Let it be a part of our life here here, where I've learned how brave and true a real man can be!" "And then have him prove himself a sneak!" he cried. "No; I won't Jenny! I've got you to think of. Wait till I've seen your father. Ten to one he'll not hear of it he'll cut you off without a cent. Not but what I'd be glad myself; but you're used to luxuries, girlie, and I'm a poor man. I can't give them to you " She laid a hand on his mouth and smiled up at him in tender mockery. "Come, now, Mr. Blake; you're not very complimentary. After surviving my cooking all these weeks, don't you think I might do, at a pinch, for a poor man's wife?" "No, Jenny!" he protested, trying to draw back. "You oughtn't to de cide now. When you get back among your friends things may look different. Think of your society friends! Wait till you see me with other men gen tlemen! I'm just a rough, uncultured, ordinary " "Hush!" she cried, and she again placed her hand on his mouth. "You sha'n't say such cruel things about Tom my Tom the man I trust that I " Her arms slipped about his neck and her eyes shone up into his with tender radiance. "Don't!" he begged, hoarsely. "Tain't fair I I can't stand it!" "The man I love!" she whispered. He crushed her to him in his great arms. "My little girl! dear little girl!" he repeated, and he pressed his lips to her hair. She snuggled her face closer against his shoulder and replied in a very small voice: "I I suppose you know that ship captains can m-marry peo ple." "But I haven't even a job yet!" he exclaimed. "Suppose your father " "Please listen!" she pleaded. There was a sound like suppressed sobbing. "What is it?" he ventured, and he listened, greatly perturbed. The muffled voice sounded very meek and plaintive: "I'll try to do my part Mr. Blake really I will! I I hope we can manage to struggle along somehow. You know, I have a little of my own. It's only three three mil lion; but" "What!" he demanded, and he held her out at arm's length, to stare at her in frowning bewilderment "If I'd known that, I'd" "You'd never have given me a chance to to propose to you, you dear old silly!" she cried, her eyes dancing with tender mirth. "See here!" She turned from him. and back agaic. and held up a withered, crum pled flower. He looked, and saw that it was the amaryllis blossom. "You kept it!" "Because because, even then, then, down in the bottom of my heart, I had begun to realize to know what you were like and, of course that meant Tom, tell, me! Do you think I'm utterly shameles-;? Do you blame me for being the one to to" "Blame you!" he rued. He paused to put a finger under her chin and raise her xdovn-bent face. His eyes were very blue, but there was a twin kle in their depths. "Oh. yes; It was dreadful, wasn't It? But I guess I've no complaint to file just now." THE END. Trylng. If there Is anything on earth that will try all theChrls'tiaa graces of the average man,Aitla o crawl Into a union suit, on a,' chilly, soralms; only to discover that the washerwomaa has tumea 'it wroaa; aide out. K SOUNDS LIKE A FAIRY TALE THE FARMERS OF CENTRAL CAN ADA REAP WHEAT AND RICHES. Up in the Provinces of Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta, the prov inces that compose Central. Canada have such a quantity of land suitable for the growth of small grains, which grow so abundantly, and yield so hand somely that no fear need be feared of, a wheat famine on this Continent The story reproduced below is only one of the hundreds of proofs that could be produced to show the results that may be obtained from cultiva tion of the lands in these provinces. Ahtipst any section of the country will lo' as well. j i,WiUivthe couatry, recently opened by the Grand Trunk Pacific, the latest of the. great transcontinental lines to en ter the field of the development of the Canadian West, there is afforded added ample opportunity -to do as was done; in' the case cited" below':' . 1 JTd buy a section of land, break it up and' crop it, make $17,550 out of the yield and $10,880 out of the increase ,of value all within the shortiperiod of two years, was the record estab lished by James Bailey, a well known farmer within a few miles of Regina. Mr. Bailey bought the 640 acres of land near Grand Coulee two years ago. He immediately prepared the whole section for crop and this year has 600 acres of wheat and 40 acres of oats. The wheat yielded 19,875 bushels, and the oats yielded 4,750 bushels. The whole , of the grain has been market ed and Mr. Bailey is now worth $17,550 from the grain alone. He bought the 'land at $18 an acre, and the other day. refused an offer of $35 an acre, just a $17 advance for the time of his purchase. The land cost $11,320 in the first instance. Here are the fig ures of the case. Land cost, 640 acres, at $18, $11,320. Wheat yielded 19,875 bushels, at 84 cents a bushel, $1G,695. Oats yielded 4,750 bushels at 28 cents a bushel, $855. Offered for land, 640 acres at $35 an acre, $22,400. Increase value of land, $10,S80. Total earnings of crop. $17,550, togeth er with increase in value of land a to tal of $28,540. It is interesting to note the figures of the yield per acre. The wheat yielded 33 bushels to the acre, and oats 118.7 bushels to the acre. The fig ures are a fair indication of the aver age throughout the district. Agents of the Canadian Government in the different cities will be pleased to give you information as to rates, etc THEIR WEDDING JOURNEY. "Waiter, when are you going bring us that roast chicken?" "Why, you've already eaten dinner, sir!" "Then bring we the check!" "But you've already paid, sir!1 your AGONIZING ITCHING. Eczema for a Year Got No Relief Even at Skin HospitalIn Despair Until Cuticura Cured Him. "I was troubled with a severe Itch ing and dry, scrufy skin on my ankles, feet, arms and scalp. Scratching made it worse. Thousands of small red pim ples formed and these caused intense itching. I was advised to go to the hospital for diseases of the skin. I did so, the chief surgeon saying: "I never saw such a bad case of eczema." But I got little or no relief. Then I tried many so-called remedies, but I became so bad that I almost gave up in despair. I After suffering agonies for twelve months, I was relieved of the almost unbearable itching after two or three applications of Cuticura Ointment I continued its use, combined with Cuti cura Soap and Pills, and I was com pletely cured. Henry Searle, Little Rock, Ark., Oct 8 and 10, 1907." Fbtter Dreg a Cfeem. 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