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Poor Man's Gold CHAPTER VII? Continued ? 1J? "With Olson? I thought he was tfter your mother." "She's after him, you mean. It's flckening. Now I've been rung into it. He wants to give a big dinner to celebrate this strike." "Well?" "I simply can't sit through a par ty like that.' You've got to get me out of it ? tell him that we're going tor an airplane ride, anything. It's to be Fourth of July night." "What time?" "Seven o'clock?" "Thanks for that! I was afraid It would be later. I've got to be away by ten. I've promised to be with McKenzie Joe. It's something I can't break. I simply can't. You'll let me go by ten?" It was with a bit of pique that she said good-by to him the night of Olson's party. Hammond almost ran from the cottage to his cabin. Joe already was dressing, a funere al procedure. He pawed at the buttoning of his collar, stretching his neck doleful ly as he strove to accustom it to its confines. He peered into the crinkly mirror and tied his blue tie with its red polka dots for a third and a fourth time. He took his old hat to the door and brushed it meticulously; he had forgotten to order a new one. He rubbed an other dose of bear grease on his boots. He put on his electric blue coat, and gave a hitch to his elec tric blue trousers with their im pressed box wrinkles at the knees. Then he walked dolefully to the door. "Ready?" he asked Jack. There was quite a crowd in front of the dance hall when they arrived in Whoopee. At intervals a bomb hurtled from a mortar into the air and exploded with a detonation which threw itself from mountain peak to mountain peak in seeming ly ceaseless echoes. Around the World Annie, resplen dent in a dress of star-spangled bunting, topped by a blue-and-white tricorn, trimmed with a red cock ade, was vociferously greeting all comers. "Liberty frightening th' worl'l" ?he shouted. " 'Ray for Whoopee''.** "Whoopee yourself!" shouted a miner. "Took the words out of my mouth," answered Annie, with a merry little grin. "Whoopee for you. Whoopee for me. Whoopee for Alas ka!" Alter a time they went inside. An orchestra began to play, violin, clar inets, trombone, cornet and accor dion, imported by air from Ju neau. As if from nowhere, girls appeared, slinking smilingly toward the incoming miners. One of them, Florine, arms half extended, as if (or dancing, placed herself directly in the path of McKenzie Joe. He did not evade her. He did not brush her aside. He merely put out a hand and with a mournful, shelving motion, moved her out of his way. Straight onward he went, to the bar, and while Jack strove vainly to restrain him, ordered Scotch. Then, disdaining the whisky glass, he raised the bottle ? a crock, in Canadian parlance ? in a big hand. For a long moment he eyed it. His beaverlike eyes circled under heavy brows. Then he raised the big bottle to his lips and allowed it to gyrgle until Jack gasped, from the mere agony of watching. CHAPTER VIII An hour later. Jack Hammond searched the crowded dance hall in vain. All in a moment, he had lost McKenzie Joe, and this was a bad time to lose him. Evidences of McKenzie's activi ties, however, were glaringly pres ent. A window stood gaping at the graying dusk; darkness did not come now until after midnight. A bottle had broken the pane and Joe had thrown it, as a grand finale for the fireworks exhibit. There also were broken chairs, crushed to bits by McKenzie's tremendously strong hands, to the cheers of the mob. Joe had not joined in the enthusi asm? even that of Around the World Annie, who was charging 100 per cent profit on all breakage. True, he had lost some of his funereal air and his lips bore a hint of a smile, like a polar bear. That is, the smile had been there when Jack last had seen him, with his hat on sideways, his electric blue suit badly disheveled, and his course in life a vague, wandering one, in which he sometimes walked flat into a wall without realizing it? until he bumped his nose. Then, solemnly, he would turn, blankly survey his sourroundings, and be gin another aimless excursion. It had been during one of these sorties that Jack had lost his part ner. One moment Joe had been steering straight for the middle of the dance floor, only suddenly to dis appear as a surging mass of leg flinging miners and their girls cut him off from the pursuing Ham mond. By the time Jack had fought his way through the tangled mob, McKenzie Joe was gone. Now the younger partner sought him in vain, at last going to the gambling hall. Here the crowd was even thicker. Throngs were jammed around the rails of the crap games; the clatter of the dice was continuous with the dror.e of the keeper. Spaced at intervals v.cre the in Courtney Ryley Cooper ? Courtney RyWy Coopm. WNU Sarrica. tent intricacies of faro, each game with its dealer, laconically finger ing the cards from their wooden box, its frozen faced lookout, high on his long-legged stool, his green eye shade and his dead cigar each drooping at a similar angle, its never restful case-keeper, with his counting board, recording the cards as they came forth. Here too was the glitter of the "big wheels," glaring with a maze of electric lamps, charged by the pride of Around the World Annie's establishment ? a gasoline motor light plant, which had formed an entire load for Timmy Moon's plane. The stud games also were busy, slot machines, the blackjack games and the enthralling click of the ivory ball as it rounded the roulette wheel. Hammond turned in that direction. He had sighted Bruce Kenning. He was coatless, his collar loos ened. Slightly drunk, he stood sweating at the board, his left hand incessantly riffling the pile of chips before him, his right stabbing out ward, to place his bets, a four-way wager here, a straight bet there, a hedge on the Double O. A look of "You Double-Crossing Hound." surprise came into Hammond s eyes as he neared the man; there was terrific concentration about him, an air of obliviousness to ev erything save the lay-down board and the dizzy spin of the multi colored wheel. Jack was tempted to ask him It he had seen McKenzie Joe, But the very detachment of the man, the look of exquisite agony with which he watched the trepidation of the little ivory ball, clicking against the interstices, bounding out, hesi tating, then rolling on again be fore it should finally sink into its final socket, withheld him. He turned away, while from behind him the call of the croupier blended with the queer, racking voice of Kenning, proclaiming his joy as he clawed for his chips. Jack went on, at last to corner the wandering Florine. "Listen!" he commanded. "Have you seen that partner of mine?" "Baby," she exclaimed. "I ain't stolen him." "I didn't say you stole him. I asked if you'd seen him. You helped him out with some liquor, didn't you?" "Only five crocks," said Florine innocently. "Only five!" asked Jack, with his hand to his forehead. "Which way did he go?" Florine pointed to the entire North. Hammond hurried out the door, mumbling to himself: "No need trying to find him. He's caching it somewhere ? for later. And he always remembers where he puts it." After a time, he returned to the pavilion. There was nothing to do but wait and watch. The dance haU had become steamy, the clatter from the bar louder, the music of the orchestra more raucous. Jack Hammond wandered ceaselessly, watching every entrance. An hour passed. Then the younger partner shot forward. McKenzie Joe had appeared in a doorway, his hat crosswise on his head, his sleeves rolled back, and his electric blue suit grimy from contact with the forest. Jack knew the story, a wandering course to some point, deep in the bush, where McKenzie Joe had buried that liquor ? again Jack reminded himself that no mat ter how much more liquid might flow down this beaverlike man's throat, Joe would be able to go to that supply like a hound dog to a flock of quail. Nevertheless, Jack went forward in a desperate at tempt at a ruse. "Well, Joe." he announced with simulated gusto, "I've been wait ing for you. Where have you been?" McKenzie Joe looked at him with mackerel eyes. "Go lay an egg." he said ?uc c'-ctlv. but Mill with that inscruta ble smile. There was no thickness ?o the voice, no sliminess to th? 'cngue ? only a suggestion of mo notorious indifference. Then, dis regarding his partner entirely, he attempted to walk through him to the next room. Jack stepped aside. At this point in Joe's progress of inebriation, it was best to humor him. Hammond even allowed him to plod to the bar, where methodically he ordered drinks for the house. Solemnly, but still with that polar bear smile, McKenzie Joe watched his guests imbibe. Then he sig naled the bartender to let the glasses remain on the bar, while, to the whooping encouragement of his watchers, he smashed them, one after another, upon the floor, bow ing meanwhile to the applause. Jack's heart went steadily down ward. The next step would be for McKenzie Joe to pick a fight. It never failed. The noise caused celebrants to assemble from every part of the rambling structure; it even halted the play in the gaming rooms, the players crowding in the doorway. It was just as they began to flood through that McKenzie Joe turned from the bar and his smile van ished. A queer gleam came into his hitherto vacant eyes. His fingers widened until they were muscular half arcs. His tremendous shoul ders hunched and his round, bea verlike head shot forward. Jack had been cut off by the sudden insurge of the gaming room cfowd. Desperately he attempted to break through. "Joe!" he shouted. "Joe! Watch yourself!" But McKenzie Joe pretended not to hear. The crowd fell back, sud denly silent, leaving in their wake a solitary man, hypnotized by fear, his hands gesturing futilely, a set, terror-stricken smile on his gray lips. It was Bruce Kenning. "Well, Joe," he said jerkily, "hav ing a good time, eh, Joe ? " "Let me through here!" Ham mond shouted. "You fools ? let me through! Somebody stop McKenzie. Do you want a man killed?" It availed nothing. McKenzie Joe was moving forward; Bruce Ken ning attempted to run. A drunken miner shoved him back into the open. Then Joe shouted: "You double - crossing hound!" With a lunge, he shot forward. Wild ly Bruce Kenning struck out and then, with a cry, strove to dodge him. It was impossible; McKenzie Joe had caught him, one huge arm around his neck, blocking off all resistance save short arm blows, which struck the prospector's huge chest and iron-muscled torso with no more result than if they had been pounding against the trunk of a giant fir. Suddenly the geologist was spun about, impelled by the force of McKenzie Joe's giant mus cles. Jack Hammond, now literal ly throwing celebrants out of his way as he fought to get to his part ner, saw the face of the man, green gray with horror. Then McKenzie Joe began to beat at Kenning's fea tures?almost instantly they seemed to become mis-shapen, swollen, spurting red from a dozen lacera tions as the triphammer blows cut deep into his flesh. Bruce Ken ning cried out, an agonized appeal. "Help me! Help me, somebody!" "Get to him," Hammond shout ed. "Haven't you any sense? Mc Kenzie will kill him!" It awoke the men about him; they stirred; Hammond broke through, plunging forward that he might leap upon his partner's back and, with a heavy forearm under his chin, pull him backward, momentarily stop ping the assault. Then a stagger ing miner lurched forward. "Don't jump on a man from be hind!" he commanded, attempting to break the younger man's hold. Around the World Annie swept into action. "Keep out of this!" she shouted and swung a blackjack. The man fell. Instantly a roar sounded from a dozen equally drunken pals; all in an instant, Hammond found him self surrounded by milling forms and the wildly flailing fists of a free for-all fight. Desperately Jack held his grasp on his struggling partner. With a feeling of great relief, he saw the half-conscious Kenning slip from the loosening hold of the prospector, and, buffeted by the fighters about him, stagger into the mass of tan gled forms. Shortly afterward, Hammond felt a terrific wrench as McKenzie Joe exerted his full strength and broke free. After that, the room became a vague conglomeration of noise and conflict, above which Annie's shrill voice sounded again and again as, her bunting costume torn, her tri corn a wreck and her yellow hair streaming, she swung her blackjack and gave blasphemous commands for quiet. Finally the turmoil calmed. The orchestra started again, blaring its loudest. Ham mond disentangled himself from the grasp of a 200-pound Swede and looked about him for his partner. McKenzie Joe had disappeared. (TO BE CONTINUED ) Paint Prescriptions "Industrial paints" are those coat ings designed for use in the multi farious products of industry. The range is very wide ? from automo bile to agricultural machinery and implements ? and in each case the paint is designed for its specific purpose, usually under specification* of test requirements. IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. C WciUm Newspaper Union. Lesson for June 13 THE BROTHERLY LOVE OF JUDAH LESSON TEXT? Ganesl* M1I M GOLDEN TEXT? Lai broth.rlj 1m COB tlnue. Hebrews 13:1. PRIMARY TOPIC ? Benjamin's Blf Brother. JUNIOR TOPIC? Blf Brothers. INTERMEDIATE TOPIC? Lorin* as ? Brother. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC? Ml-Saerlflea la lb* runOjr. The fundamental unit of society is the family. It is of more im portSnce than the state, the church, and the social order of which it is a part. The breakdown of the home and the sacred relationships sus tained between parents and chil dren, or brothers and sisters, points to the destruction of society itself. God established the family in the garden of Eden. His plan and pur pose have never been changed, nor have his laws for the protection of the home, for the sanctity of mar riage, for brotherly love, been set aside. Men and nations may de vise other plans and follow the dic tates of the flesh, but that road al ways leads to ruin. The continuation of our story of the life of Joseph and his brethren brings before us today the filial and pattrnal love of Judah, and aflorda us an opportunity to stress true brotherly devotion. No one should fail to review the connection be tween the chapter before us and the lesson of last week. Joseph had been dealing with his brethren who had failed to recognize him as the one they had sold into captivity. He was bringing them kindly but defi nitely to that point of repentance at which he could show himself gra cious to them. In doing so he had brought disaster upon them. Being happily on their way homeward with a new supply of food, they were overtaken and Benjamin, the beloved of Jacob, stands accused as a thief, and by their own words condemned to die. In this crisis the mouths of the ten others are closed, but Judah, who had really saved the life of Joseph (Gen. 37:26, 27), stands forth to make an eloquent and pa thetic appeal to Joseph. It presents him as a brother who is I. Courageous Easy rests the yoke or lamuy me as long as all is joyful and pros perous. But when adversity strikes, when sorrow comes, or sickness, or sin, then the true test of devotion Is at hand. It was a brave and manly thing for Judah to stand before the one whom he knew only as the man who was "even as Pharaoh." The circumstances were all against him. He expected the flaming anger of the offended ruler. His brethren had collapsed in despair. It was one of those dark hours which com* to every family when someone must demonstrate true love by being strong-hearted and steady. n. Intelligent. Crises call for more than a cheer ful smile or an encouraging word, much as they do mean in such an hour. But we must be prepared by our close contact with our loved ones to speak and act with vigor and as surance. The plea of Judah is a master piece of logic, argumentation, and appeal, demonstrating that Judah was not only well-informed about his family and its problems, but ready to use his knowledge skill fully and effectively. III. Sacrificial. One step deeper goes the devo tion of this man to his father and his brother He has done no wrong that merits punishment, but evi dently his brother has been guilty. Had he been of the spirit of Cain he would have said "Am I my broth er's keeper?" and let him answer for himself. Why should he suffer for another? Why should he allow himself to be imprisoned in a strange land to save his father from sorrow and his brother from what seemed to be the Just reward for his deeds? Thus reasons the man of the world, but such is not the language of love. "Let thy servant abide in stead of the lad as a bondsman" ? so speaks the true brother. And this is but a faint prefiguring of the One "who sticketh closer than a brother," who "though he was rich, yet for your sakes became poor that ye through his poverty might be rich" (Pro*. 18:34; H Cor. Let us improve the opportunity to review our relations with our own family, to determine whether there is aught that we in intelligent and courageous self-sacrifice should do for our own. An Aim in Life We want an aim that can never grow vile, and which cannot dis appoint our hope. There is but one ' such on earth, and it is that of , being like God. He who strives after union with perfect love must grow out of selfishness, and his success is secured in the omnipotent holi- ! ness of God. A Guide to Paradise The life of a faithful Christian man is a guide to paradisa. ? Thxus. ? Kempis. Spots in America That Resist the Melting Pot Festivals of Various Kinds Call Attention to "Bits of Europe" Here. "It takes celebrations like a tu lip festival to call one's attention to the many "bits of Europe' scat tered throughout the United States," says a bulletin from the National Geographic society. "Recently thousands of flower loving Americans descended on Holland, Michigan, to witness the town's annual tulip festival. The gay blooms stretching for eight miles, lure visitors each spring to this largely Dutch community sprinkled with Dutch names and, for the festival period, with resi dents in Dutch costumes. A "Little Greece" in Florida. "Holland is one of the largest Dutch communities in the United States. Until recently, many of its factory workers spoke only Dutch, and neighboring farmers wore wooden shoes. "Tarpon Springs, about half way down the west coast of the Florida peninsula, is the home of many swarthy, mustachioed Greek sponge divers and their families. They came to the warm blue waters of Florida fisheries from the sponge fishing grounds of the Mediterranean, and have made Tarpon Springs famous as ? 'sponge city.' Their brightly painted diving boats are patterned after those used in Greek waters. The town supports a Greek Ortho dox church, and on January 6 an nually celebrates Greek Cross day, a religious fete brought from the homeland. "Northwestern Pennsylvania has its Russians. Nearly half a century ago, some 'Old Believers,' descendants of seceders from the Russiap church in the Seventeenth century, settled in Erie. The Rus sian colony now numbers about 2,000 inhabitants. Folk songs are sung to balalaika accompaniment by bearded men and long-haired women. Finns Settled Ib Forest Lands. "Although Finn* dwell in small numbers in every state in the Union, they have not found the South appealing, and have settled chiefly in Micjxigan, Minnesota, Massachusetts, "and Washington. From Finland, 'the Land of a Thousand Lakes,' they have been especially drawn to Minnesota. Their physical stamina and expe rience as lumberjacks in Fin land's vast forests have fitted muiy of them particularly well to take part in America's lumber in dustry. "The Finns retain their love of education, flocking to schools and night classes. As in their home land, they build log bathhouses in which to take steam baths, and carve from birchwood skis which carry them over the fields in rig orous winters. Finland, Suomi, Somehow the Proverb Sounded a Bit Off He had only recently joined the ranks of politicians, and he was anxious that his first speech to his prospective constituents should be a great success, says London An swers. He spoke for a long time, warn ing his hearers of the dangers of war and the importance of keep ing a large army. Wishing to fin ish with some quotation, he thought of the proverb about lock ing the stable door. But he want ed to be a bit more original. Suddenly he had a brain-wave. "Ladies and gentlemen," he cried, "don't, I peg of you ? don't wait till your house catches fire before calling the fire brigade." Your Job n O YOU realize that your Job is the moat important affair in the world, Just because it is your job? The way you look at your Job makes all the difference to your career. Do you regard it only as a money making stunt? Or do you con sider it a position to be proud of? If you put your heart and soul into your effort, you are bound to make good and will wake up one fine morning to discover that you are one of the indispensables. The world re spects you because it cannot get along without you.? Geof frey Rhodes. Toimi, and Toivola are some Min nesota place names that tell of Finnish population. Shipping Lores Dalmatians. "For centuries Dalmatians have either tilled the soil or sailed un der Ragusan and other flags all over the world. Today these dark, spirited people, with blood of bold sea rovers in their veins, not only man the orange-sailed fishing boats off the Dalmatian coast, but they man American ships and work in fisheries of Louisiana, Florida, and California. "From green vineyards, gray olive groves, fig and orange or chards steeped in almost perpetu al sunshine along the Dalmatian coast, have come many of the large commercial fruit growers of the Pacific coast, particularly those in Santa Cruz and Santa Clara counties. Watsonville, south of San Francisco, has a population almost entirely Yugoslavian. "The majority of fishermen in Provincetown, Massachusetts, are Portuguese. Their ancestors sailed there on whalers from Por tugal and the Azores. The city directory is filled with names that sound strange among those of most New England towns: last names such as Silva, Ramos, Fur tado, Costa, Zora, Dutra, Cabral, Aimed a, Agna, and Carea." 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