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iju nvni mta ru: A waits can It kora oa Iht Qoooo Bar rmack, U|t la Ike ?hMii of mlkini Wyomlaf. IU color lAdlcatot tkat It la a Urwwkack 10 llw Albino, a wild atalUoa. IU alto la Appiltrklaa. a lamooa racial stad. A few uowtka oa Ike rmaffa ckaagea Ike wkMa teal, named Tkwaderkead kot com monly called Ooktla, from an oofalaly, awkward koaat to a aLroaii and Late III f?al animal, kit for kla a|o. Darlac tko winter kc la kroatkt la to tkc aublca, fed oata, aad fIven a little tralalnf. Ooktla la anal kack U tko raaca aiala la May, a fallScdced yearllni- One day ka aUrta om aoothward oa a lone Joor aoy of exploratloa. Ho cornea te tko loot of a raaca of moaatalna. CHAPTER IX Another thing that had happened ?a band of horses was grazing near the. highway. A car passed, filled with noisy, ugly-looking men. Going up the hill by the overpass, one of them had shouted, "See that old mare? Bet I can hit her I" * He had taken his gun, stood up in the car, and pulled the trigger. The section gang working on the railroad that ran alongside the high way saw the whole thing. They saw the man shoot, saw the mare leap spasmodically, then go down with a crash, heard the burst of rau cous laughter from the men, saw the car speed up and vanish over the hill. Ken began to shake in bed. A white colt in a band of dark horses? how easy to mark and single out I However, there would have been the body?they hadn't found any body. There was some comfort in that. Goblin, meanwhile, was feeding in lush pastures south of the border. Though in a single afternoon's play on the Saddle Back he or any one of the yearlings could run twenty miles and not know it, he had taken a full week to work his way to the foot of the Buckhorn Range. There was so much to see on the way. So many dells and ravines to explore. So many hillocks to stand upon, gazing and studying and sniffing?so wide a country?so many bands of antelope and elk. The grass in ev ery meadow tasted different. It was in this fashion that the Gob lin moved. After his first start southward he had just drifted. Now ?here he was. It was the river that interest ed him. He had smelled it for miles before he reached it. He had never seen anything like it. It took him a long time to decide that there was nothing dangerous about it, though it moved. It plunged and leaped. It hurled itself over rocks. It tossed chunks of itself into .the air. It was alive therefore. It had a voice too. A loud voice that nev er ceased its burble of sound. In cessantly, it talked, whispered, gur gled, chuckled. Having power in himself, he knew that there was power in the river. Facing it, standing there on the brink, he felt that it challenged him, and he gathered himself to fight back. In an hour he had accepted the fact that the river would not attack j him. It ignored him. Nothing he did altered its course or its beha- | vior. He drank from it, at last, and the river did not even mind that. He followed it upward. It was leading him further into those hills which got steeper as they got closer until they sheered up, leaning over him. And the river was narrower, between higher walls. Its voice was a deep roar now. Occasionally, look incr ohonH ho n/ftnl/l coo tf r>nmlnn down over a wall of rock?blue on the slide, a smother of white below. So it happened that he was stand ing on a flat rock, just gathering himself to leap to another rock in midstream when the thing was Itung against his legs, so terrifying him that he made his leap badly, and was swept into the channel, and from then on knew nothing but the struggle to keep his nose above water and claw himself out. When he accomplished this he was some yards downstream. Even while he was shaking himself, his bead turned to look back. What was it that had hit him? He must know. It was still there on the rock on which he had been standing, and it didn't move. With his ears alert and his eyes fastened on it, Goblin went back and investigated. A foal I Not so unlike himself, ex cept that instead of being all white, it had brown markings on it. It was, in fact, like Calico, his piebald Granny. Goblin was shuddering all over. The foal had no eves?thev had been picked out. In half a dozen places there were bloody gashes It was at this moment that he leaped to meet the flapping black cloud that dropped down upon him from the sky. Huge pinions beat about his head. The creature was as big as be was himself. Goblin emitted the first real scream of his life when, for a moment, the terri ble face looked closely into his own, and the great booked beak drove for his eyes. Goblin reared and went over back ward, the eagle flailing him with wings, beak, and talons. Rolling on the narrow rocky beach half in and half out of water Goblin strug gled to get from under the crea ture. When he gained his feet, with the instinct of the fighting stallion, he darted his head down to bite the foreleg of bis enemy. Ha got it 4 * ' between his teeth and crunched. He waj clawed by the other lef, his shoulder was raked and gouged. The beating wings buffeted his head like clubs. He held on. The beak struck him again and again. Blood spurted from his neck and belly. Suddenly it was gone, shooting straight upward, then sliding into the shelter of the pines. Goblin stood alone, the thin shank, partly covered with fine, closely set feathers, and the curled, cold, list-like claw, dan gling from his teeth. There was a thin, bad-smelling blood oozing from the end of it. He dropped it and stood shudder ing. It terrified him. Then, with his insatiable curiosity, ha must stoop to smell it again. Never would he forget that smell. It sent him up en his hind legs, snorting. His ears were filled with the sound the eagle was making?a furious screaming, "Karkl Karkl Kark!" He leaped away from that fatal spot and went scrambling over the rocks downstream, working away from the river bank toward easier going. The eagle peered from his pine tree. He sat on a bare bough, bal ancing himself on one claw and one stump and his spread wings. At his repeated cry of rage the woods around became alive with small, frightened, scurrying animals. His eyes, terrible in their far vision and their predatory determination, were fastened on the colt galloping north ward, a white streak down the dark brink of the canyon and at last a moving dot on the plains, five miles The creature was as bic as he was himself. away. The Goblin uaed the speed that he had never used before; that had reached him, coiled like invisible, microscopic snakes, in the chromo somes passed down to him by his forbears. It was a great rim. Next morning when the sun rose, the Goblin stood comfortably among the yearlings of the Goose Bar ranch, turned broadside to the de licious penetrating rays, snoring softly in peace and blissful ease. It lasted for a week?the peace and the bliss. A week in which, as it happened, no one of the McLaugh lin family discovered that the prodi gal had returned. It was during that week that young Ken McLaughlin, in a fury of despair over the loss of his colt, stood on the top of Castle Hock and hurled down the cherished stop watch which was to have timed the future racer. At the end of the week Goblin left the herd of yearlings and drifted south again. His terror had changed, as all terror should, into knowledge and acceptance of a danger; a les son learned. And those mountains down there exerted an irresistible fascination over him. He went more slowly than before. He spent a week grazing with a little band of antelope in a dell-like valley on the way. And he explored extensively on both sides of the lower reaches of the river. When at laat he reached the rock where be had been attacked by the eagle it was near the end of July. This time there was no piebald foal lying across the rock in mid stream, no monster bird in the air. Goblin spent a half-hour by that rock, smelling and snorting, going over every inch of the little beach where he and the eagle had fought. Something like a dried curled branch lay upon it with a darkish clot on the end. He circled it, then reared and came down pawing at it. He cut it to bits and ground it into the earth. He followed the torrent upward until he could follow it no longer. It filled the gorge. Streams ran over the sides of the cliff to Join it. In the crevices of rock were pockets of snow. The stream was choked with the spring floods. It pounded and churned. A dead tree drifting down wu hurled tens of feet into the air. Goblin looked at the river a long time. He raised his head. What was beyond? Up there? His nostrils flared. The river and the rock walls were so steep and so high that he could no longer see the sky, only craggy peaks, and ever more of them. But up beyond all that was where he must go. Cows and horses are by Instinct expert engineers and will always find the easiest way through a moun tainous country. Goblin detoured from the river on the eastern side. He had stiff climbing to do but there were breaks in the river walls and running with the brood mares an the Saddle Back had made him as sure-footed as a goat. Hours of hard going brought him at length to the last grassy terrace before the rocks shot up in an almost sheer cliff. The place was like a park with clumps of pine and rock, little dells and groves; and, scattered at the btue of the cliff and on its summit, numbers of the huge smooth-sur faced stones like the one balanced on the top of Castle Rock on the Goose Bar ranch. Some of them as large as houses and perfectly smooth and spherical, these boulders are to be found all through the country of the Conti nental Divide, creating a wonder in the mind of any beholder as to what great glaciers in what bygone age could have ground and polished them and left them at last hanging by a hair on narrow shelves of rock, or balanced on peaks, or suspended above crevices where one inch more of space on either side would have freed them to go crashing down. Goblin was hungry. He took his bearings first, then began to graze. Rounding a clump of trees he halt ed and lifted his head sharply. There, not a hundred yards away, close to the base of the clifl wall, were two handsome bay colts graz ing. Goblin was quiet for a moment, savoring the interest and delight of a meeting with some of his own kind. Then he whinnied and stamped his foot. The colts looked up. With in nocent friendliness they trotted to ward him. Being a stranger Goblin had to discover certain things im mediately. Were these mares or stallions? Where did they come from? Would they be friends or ene mies? So, just as children, meeting, always ask each other, What's your name? How old are you? Where do you live??these colts exchanged in formation, squealing and snorting and jumping about. This was interrupted by a ringing neigh that came, it seemed, right out of the wall of rock. The colts responded immediately. They whin nied in answer and eallooed toward the wall, angling off to a place at tome distance where a ridge ran jag gedly up the cliff. And then, to Gob lin's amazement, they galloped right into the wall and disappeared. Goblin galloped alter. Turning the shoulder of the ridge, he found him self in a narrow chasm which split the rampart of rock and led some distance into the heart of it. There was no sign of the colts, but the passageway was full of the smell of horses. Goblin trotted confidently on. Suddenly there was a harsh scream from above, and the shadow of wide wings drifted across the chasm. As long as he lived a moving shad ow falling upon him from above would galvanize Goblin into terrified action. He crouched, backing, and his up-flung head and straining eyes tried to spy out his enemy. But not by looking could the colt see and apprehend the eagles' eyrie, clinging to a ledge far up on the peak, with one eagle sitting on the edge of the nest, and the other?the one-legged eagle?drifting down over the chasm. Colts and eagles live on different planes. Only by the cold shadow falling on him, only by the scream, with its strange mingling of ferocity and sadness, only by the horror and shuddering within himself could he know his danger. He plunged forward, driving straight toward the rock which ap parently closed the path. But ar riving there, the passageway turned. He went on, zigzagging. He saw and heard nothing more of the eagle. At last the sides of the chasm sloped away, exposing a wider wedge of sky. And in front of him was a maaa of the freat boulders which seemed to have been rolled down the sides, choking the chasm completely. But there was still the smell of horses?Goblin went on. And a turn showed him an open way through? a sort of keyhole, roofed with a single great boulder which hung on slight unevenness on the side walls. Be yond, Goblin glimpsed blue sky and green grass. Galloping through, he came out into brilliant sunlight and a far vista of valley and mountain. Goblin had found his way into the crater of an extinct volcano. Two miles or mors across and of an ir regular oblong shape, the valley was belly-deep in the finest mountain grass. Here and there, rocky or tree-covered hills rose from the val ley floor, reaching as high as the . jagged and perpendicular cliff which j ringed it and shut it in. (TO BX OOWTDfUXD) I I ? -J -Ul IMPROVED "" UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL Sunday i chool Lesson _ By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D, D. Of TU Moody Blblo Inotltuto of Chicago. Reloaaod by Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for July 22 Lesson subjects and Scripture texti se lected and copyrighted by International Council of Reuslous education: uaad by permlialoo. ABRAHAM'S PRACTICE OF BROTHERHOOD LESSON TEXT?Ganaala U'.l-U. GOLDEN TEXT?Let there be no strife, I pray thee, between me and thee ... lor we be brethren ?GeneaU U:?. As we study the contrasting self ishness of Lot, we see the true gen erosity of Abram and the brotherly love which prompted it in bold relief. In a world where men reckon even their friendships as something which must yield some financial return, it is good to stress the fact that kind ness and sacrifice are recognized and rewarded by God. Abram, after dwelling for a time in Canaan, had gone down into Egypt because of a famine in his own land. After many trying ex periences, he returned to his prom ised land and there he prospered mightily under the good hand of God. Unlike many who forget God when they become rich, we find Abram I. Meeting Prosperity With Godli ness (w. 1-4). Abram "was very rich." That would be almost enough to consti tute a spiritual obituary notice for many a man s spiritual lite. But Abram did not let his riches come between him and God. He sought out the altar which he had first built at Bethel, and there he called upon the name of the Lord once again. Note then, that riches In them selves need not destroy a man's character or spirituality if they are held as a gift from God, and for His glory. Meet growing prosperity with Increased godliness and all will be well. n. Meeting Problems With Kind ness (w. 5-9). Abram's riches, and those of Lot, were largely in flocks and herds. For them there had to be great areas of grazing land, and in the rocky sec tion where they found themselves, grass was scarce. Result? A fight between the herdsmen. Lot, the younger, should have tak en the lead in meeting that situa tion, but his selfish heart was too small for that. But Abram, eager tor peace and brotherly love, indi cated at once his willingness to do anything necessary to preserve peace. One could not ask a finer Indies tion of true bigness in a man. "Big men use their prestige to serve great ideals. Abram used his tremendous advantage to do a beautifully gen erous thing to eliminate strife. Not many men are big enough to follow this course" (W. R. White). Only God can make a man that big, but God can do it for any one of us. If Christian people would lis ten to the words of Abram, "we are brethren" (v. 8), and put them into practice, there would be an immedi ate end to all the foolish strife which divides God's people. There is no call for cotnpromise with untruth, nor any occasion for softhearted generosity which will only spoil its recipients. We are talking about the honest and intelli gent use of kindness and tact be tween brethren. When kindness meets problems, the problems dis appear. Why not try it? III. Meeting Selfishness With Leva (w. 10-12). Lot made the typical choice of the wordly-minded man, the one which would give him the best returns in dollars and cents. It seemed like a shrewd thing to do, but it resulted in disaster, for it meant pitching his tents over toward the wickedness of Sodom. Abram had to rescue Lot again and again from the results of his decision; but thus in love he met the arrogant selfishness of his fool ish nephew. God rewarded Abram by a renew al of His covenant with him (Gen. 13:14-18). God understands and values the kind and thoughtful act, even though the world may ignore it or sneer at it. Lot probably did not intend to go all the way into wicked Sodom to live, but ha vine once started that way, it was easy to go on and on. Even so Christians in our day may not intend to slip off into worldli ness, but if they continue to pitch their tents toward Sodom, they will find themselves there one sad day. This may be done by seeking wealth or worldly advantage at the expense of association with unbeliev ers, or by some manipulations or maneuvers which will involve com promise. It may come about by reason of indulgence in worldly amusements which dull spiritual perceptions and kill an appetite tor the Word of God and prayer. Abram is a character who "wears" well. We see him meet.ng one situation after another, and making the right choice. Oh, he was not perfect! His mistakes are noted in Scripture, and be suffered for them, too. But because his heart was fundamentally right, and he had a constant desire to do the will of God, he found his way through, and justified the name which God gave him?"The friend of God" (see Jamao 2:23; Isa. 41:1). J m .. :... fesaJr-awSi laaas* P&a&L-A B3QQJ3QHT I Itliuid bi Vutira Nm??u Uiloo HIGH WAGE INCOME MUST BE CONTINUED IN POSTWAB ERA TO MAINTAIN the day-to-day market value of the war bonds we have purchased, and to redeem them at par value when they ma ture, the government must have, for many years ahead, unusual reve nues. That revenue must come from taxes. The per cent of our incomes the government will take as taxes depends on the amount of our In come. We, as Individuals, will not feel the burden of taxation so much if our individual incomes remain at a high point. The same total taken from a sadly decreased income would be much more serious. It all means the national income, what we collectively receive as wages or profits, must continue at a high point, not under 150 billion dollars a year. To maintain that high total high wages must con tinue. High wages will mean high prices. We will continue to pay more for what we eat and wear and use in other ways. We cannot pay in terest, and lay aside for payment on the principal, on a basis of 50 cent wheat, or 40 cent corn, or five cent cotton, unless the government de mands a larger percentage of our Income than we can pay. The continuance of the pres ent high wages and high prices means a continuance of such in flation as we now have. Onr dol lars will not bny as much as In prewar days, they will not have the valne of prewar dollars. If we are to pay the interest and principal of the bonds we have purchased it must be done with the same Inflated money with which we made the purchase. All of us are consumers, and as consumers we will pay the bill. The consumers pay the taxes; they pay the wages; they pay for the wheat, the corn, the cotton and all other farm products. As a consumer, di rectly or indirectly, the fanner pays his share of the price he receives for his products, just as the worker ' pays his share of the wages he re ceives. Out of what we pay and what we receive must come the cost of government. The cost of every thing, except government, must re main at a high point until that debt is paid if we are to pay it off with dollars of the same value as those with which we made the purchase. ? ? ? WE STILL HAVE two wars to win. We know what the Anal result will be in the case of Japan, but we cannot be so sure of winning against the devastating forces of inflation. That war offers a serious threat. Mnch as we dlsHke being regi mented and regulated by a bu reaucracy we need to bold onto the restraints of rationing and price and wage control until re conversion of industry has reached a point where the pro duction of commodities can meet the demand. These re stralnts, together with I eoutto uhm of high Individual taxes, will de much to disarm the , tore** of eld General Inflation. Without such restraints we can lose an we hare gained by the defeat of the Nasi and the Jag. Keep a brake aw expenditures and we can win that last war, and reap a real peace. ? ? ? THE POSTWAR PERIOD will orlng consideration for, and the crea tion of thousands of memorials to to the men and women who repre sented their communities in the ter rific conflict. Among such memorials will be some that will be forgotten within a few years. That will not be true of those the people use from day to day. Memorial libraries, auditoriums, schools and other civ ic buildings used by the people of a community will be living memori als. To the present and to future generations they will speak of the deeds of those who served in a time of peril. Undoubtedly the men and women in whose honor they are erected, will more appreciate such living and speaking memorials than they would dead granite shafts or memorial archways. A memorial library will live and speak through many generations. ? ? ? IF OWI MUST HAVE a controlled press to make it happy let it be that of Germany rather than of the Unit ed States. We have been fed all, and more of the bureaucratic hand outs than we can digest President Truman and General Eisenhower do not propose to inflict extreme cruel ty, even on the Germans, and blocked the OWI program. Germans will be permitted to know what the 1 -s i_ a itl-L. ? ..J wur 1u in |mcrai uiihh, m j m anu does. ? ? ? REDUCING GOVERNMENT COST LEADS "MUST' PROGRAM The greater the redaction in the cost of government the less we, the consumers, will have to pay in taxes. In the years ahead that is the one economy that can be made without sacrificing our individual in terests as holders of war bonds. It Is the only cost on which we need, or can afford a reduction. Let us hope that Senator Byrd and his com mittee may be successful in finding , ways of accomplishing that reduo ! lion. Novelties to Crochet In Pineapple Design LIKE to crochet the pineapple design? Here's a group of small pieces?just right for a gift ?each made of odds and ends of cotton. ? ? ? Novelties you'll love?crocheted basket, handkerchief case, backet, pincushions, edgfng and corner. Pattern 732 contains directions. Due to an unusually large demand and current war conditions, slightly more time Is required in filling orders for a few of the most popular pattern numbers, fiend your order to: ?ewlag Circle Needlecraft Dept. n Eighth Are. New York Enclose 16 cents for Pattern Mo Waarie Address QJowMdt I arm Ripe tomato juice will remove fresh ink stains. ?o? Yellow ochre dissolved in boil ing water makes a lovely dye for muslin curtains. When making pies that are like ly to be juicy, cut the lower crust larger than the upper and fold over like a hem to prevent leak ing at the edges. ?e? Sprinkle a stubborn ribbon knot with talcum powder. Unties eas ier. ?o? Grease the spout of the pitcher when you use it for muffin or waffle batter. It will make pour ing smoother. ?e? When the point of a steel wire brush wears down, saw off the worn end and the brush will be as good as new. Saw off the legs of an old wobbly card table to about 18 inches long, and use it as a play table for the children. It can be moved easily from room to room and taken also on trips. As soon as yon notice frayed or worn spots in garments, mend them. Small holes are easier to hide than large ones and worn spots can be kept from tearing if reinforced with mending in time. ?e? In buying scissors, choose the best you can afford or can And. If you can have only one pair, those about 8 inches in length will be satisfactory for most uses. Small er scissors are handy for ripping seams, snipping, or cutting but tonholes, if you can possibly man age to have them. If you do much sewing, better invest in dress maker's or pinking shears. 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