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8p®8d merely nodded when
told of tile fnilnre of his qneet.
**Wh*t happ'-ncd rfl S ^;:u.-,?'
flUtinnd naked.
seemed that Frenchy . and
had formed a * pnrtner-
to start a haulfn; business
jlMito Skagway with a horse and
•sat lor capital.
With a glance at the clouds
•Poed suggested that it was go-
to rain, and he would do a
Sketch round” lor some blan-
®*ts while his partner was dry-
tog 'out.
For an hour or so alter he
gone, Maitland sat ponder-
tog orer the lire. From this ab-
adiaetlon he was roused br a
slight crunching sound in the
gTETel, and glanced up almost
Absently at the shape ol a horse,
■mned In liery lines against the
4ark. An upward glow Irom the
tow lighted a woman's lace
which he seemed to remember.,
Then a low, musical laugh gave!
body to the vision. j
He stood up, still halt-dream
ing, as she pulled her horse und
er the shadow ot the wharl. Her
dark eyes masked with a vagrant
humor some caprice he conld not
lathom. When she seated hersell
on a lallen wharl tlmberr leaving
a space beside ber in wordless
invitation. Be obeyed, without
knowing that he did so.
“Meet Lady Luck,” she sild.
and to his complete stupelaction,
turned his head toward her Und
kissed him lightly on the mouth.
"You have a tunny, serious, won
dering look I like,” she explain
ed. “Ot tracing something that
keeps driltlng away. Luck’s been
passing you, too. so L've decided
to give yoi a break—it you want
it. Do you?" she murmured, with
a melting fall in her voice that
drained his blood. Her lips hov
ered close to his; her hair al
most brushed his face with a
tingling lure that took his
breath. ’
Appalled at what he had al
most done, he held her crushed
fingers between his bands till he
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Read This Testimonial About
Chiropractic From a Doctor’s Wife
Under Chiropractic Adjastments M'd.stoiditis and High
Blood Pre-s-^^ure Are Annihilated,
Ronda, N. C..
Jan. 15, 193.5.
For a number of years I
have hten ver.v nervou.s and
suffered very much with a
severe headache. My hus
band is a medical practition
er and could give me only
>, temporary relief. He called
'in other doctors ami they
diagnosed my case a.s Ma.s-
toiditis and High Blood Pres-
anre. They found my blood
' pressure was 195, and they
»nJy gave me temporary r,-
lief.
r saw an advertisement in
the paper of Dr. E. S. Coop
er, Chiropractor, a:ikl my
'^husband advised me to try him.
MK.S. H. »f. BROOKS
Rondo, N. C.
busbonfl auviseo me iw n/ So I called at his office and aft
er a thorough examination. Dr. Cooper said he thought he cmild
remove the cause of my troubles. After a course of adjustments
my blood pressure is normal and my nervousness and headache
ftave vanished and I now enjoy good health.
1 will be elad to answer any questions that may be asked me.
MRS. H. M. BROOKS.
Thin i* U> state that I w»sh.to support the above testimony of
»»der the care of Or. Cooper.
■When 1 was attending lectur.^a in Chicago, I learned Chiropractic
be a valuable science.
; From now on when I haye a patient that fails to yieM to
■ medicine as I think it should I am going to advise them to see
Dr Cooper or some other Chiropractor.
Ur. trooper ^ ^ brooks.
Practically any of the following diseases will respond as did
Irs. Brooks’ case: „ . . „ i •
Stomach Trouble, Lumbago, Rheumatism, Sciatica, Paralysis,
enritis. Diabetes, Female Trouble, Colds and Catarrh, Heart
rouble. Nervous Diseases, Liver Trouble, Kidney Trouble,
rieht’s Disease, Low Blood Pressure, Appedicitis, Constipation,
isziness. Asthma, Gastric Ulcer, Anemia, Arthritis.
DR. E. S. COOPER
CHIROPRACTOR-NERVE SPECIALIST
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conld win back some degree of
sense. “I-think It would be saf
er.” he plegded, "to be unlucky.**.
She looked at him with an
oddly shadowed, reflective smile,
as if the scruple intrigued her,
or he had brushed some chord of
memory. “Suppose I were to of
fer you and your partner an out
fit, a job and a big stake in the
Yukon, would you trust your
luck?”
“Whether I would or not,” he
said, “my partner wouldn’t.”
“He doesn't know what the
stake is,” Rose countered. “You
’re going North to look for gold.
I can put it in your way In one
throw. There's a fool in camp
who’s due to lose a gold mine—
one that isn’t his to lose. I can’t
tell you any more Just now, ex
cept that the game is worth the
risk. You’re running some risks
anyway as drifters in a camp
where you’ve made en enemy o£
the range boss.”
He could make little of that,
except to wonder It F'allon was
involved in the mysterious gold
secret she spoke ot. And, while
their hands were tangled, she
dreiv a ring from one of hers
and slipped it mischievously on
the tip of his little finger.
At that moment a thud on
the wharf above them froze them
both. A dark figure loomed with
a bulky menace in the dusk.
Maitland thought of Fallon, but
a flare from the fire revealed an
apparition much more disturbing
to him just then. Speed’s appar
ent size was due to a roll of
blankets on his shoulder.
The outlaw came down the
sand and dropped his burden
near the fire, still regarding the
girl. After a moment he walked
over to the horse and held the
stirrup for her, with a gesture
that was polite but implacable. .
She waited before mounting,
returning his stare with a look
of interest. “Lady,’’ he said,
pointing north, “up there is All-
Alaska and the Yukon Territory.
If that ain’t a big enough hunt
in’ range for yon and me and my
pardner to keep untangled in.
it's too damned bad. But when I
ask you to get the Hell out of
our camp, 1 mean stay out.”
Her laugh was a ripple of
spontaneous -nusic. She mounted
easily, and looking back at Mait-
lana. touched her fingers to her
lips. The horse’s hooves ground
softly in the sand, and she van
ished.
Speed threw a fresh log on the
fire, and after kicking it into
flame, lie drew from his picket
a new bag of Durham, rolled a
eigarette and lit it with a brand
from the fire.
“Seems like this man Garnet
likes to gamble,” he observed at
la.st. “Mliat he don’t know about
callin’ a pair of deuces gives us
the ponchos and smokes.’’
Maitland scarcely heard him.
He half-opened his hand ie look
at Rose’s ring, and shut it again
quickly, as if he were holding a
witch’s bond.
It was not till they turned in
that .Speed alluded to the sub
ject that troubled him. "From
where I set,’’ the Westerner ob
served musingly, “which is look
in’ at the sky—this man Fallon
listens like tour good aces to
beat, if not five. His havin' trac
es of catamount and curly wolf
in his pedigree, I don’t question.
About & womaa meuw flirtis’
with the muKles of a pair 6t
forty-tours. Which la* the bore of
the guns that start talkin’ when
you ramble . Into Pailon’s privet
, game, and make it three-haiid'
led,"
* • •
Maitland wakened shivering
in half-darkness. The gulf was
smudged In a fine rain tHat
steamed dismally over’ the riffl'
ed sands left bare by the ebb
tide. Speed's blankets were roll
ed up, and a pile of driftwood
lay ready for their breakfast
fire. Annoyed at himself for hav
Ing slept while his partner was
hunting a job, Ed washed in a
tide pool, and went up to look
for him.
He learned that Steiner had
offered to sell Garnet his pintos.
Garnet promptly closed with him
at the price of four hundred dol
lars for the team, and engaged
the two partners to haul for him
at the wages Speed had first
named. '
This swift adjustment had all
the effect of a miracle to Mait
land, but the Westerner accept
ed it as a simple caprice of the
goddess who presides over min
ing camps. Nor was Steiner vis
ibly troubled by the change in
his plans.
"Gold is where you find it,
ain’t it? If they put it in my
hands. I don’t need a ^ovel, do
I? Let the saps dig for It.”
"Reckon that ain’t so foolish
neither,” Speed concurred.
Blit he’s got somethin’ else that
makes a bunch of hard-rock, I
hard-mouth miners answer his
jerk line. A quick hand, a cool
head, and enough ornery guts to
swing a twenty-four horse span
of Nevada mules through the
gates of Hell, it him and Satan
had a feud. Offhand. I’d reckon
that cro.ssin’ that man in any
game was a kind of hair-line
play.
“What’s his sequence with the
woman I don’t just get. Maybe
none, .vou think. But it looks to
me like a young buck, say from
Eo.ston, would kind of regret
havin’ his grave dug for him this
side of the summit, through not
suspectin’ when gettin' curious
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The pack train had been tug
ging, cursing, halting and slid
ing for hours in a disjointed
snake-line up the graveled river
canyon, through a drizzling rain
that soaked the lashings and
shoulder straps, cut flesh to the
raw, changed gravel to mud, and
with the churn ot liundreds of
hooves among the slippery wrack
of cotton-woods, made footing
almost impos.sible.
By the order of the trail, pros
pectors moved their outfits in
relays, Indian file, traveling as
far nptrail as they could between
midnight and one in the after
noon, there to cache their packs
and return, during the remain
ing hours, for other loads.
Garnet’s outfit was an odd
one, unencumbered by mining
tools or instruments, or by any
special equipment that might
give a clue to his purpose in the
North. It was rather like the out
fit a rich man might have chos
en for a long camping tour,
though this was not a journey
which anyone would be likely to
undertake for pleasure or health.
Two game rifles and rods, how
ever, showed that h© hoped for
some diversion by the way.
At last a ring of axes, pans
and voices floated up from a
mountain hollow through the
rain. The trail dipped down to
ward a camp, which w'as pleas-
anily announced by the aroma
of coffee and of wet pine burn
ing.
Tethering the horses under
some dripping boughs, where the
needles spread a carpet free from
mud. Speed unmade the packs.
“Belly up to the bar for some
close harmony, cow hands,” he
sang out cheerily. “We’ve hit the
camp of Liars.ille.’’
Garnet stood bowed under his
load and asked in a spent voice
how far they had come.
Speed swallowed his chuckles.
The distance was said to be five
miles. “Maybe.” he added as an
encouragement, “they call it
‘Liarsville’ in mem’ry of who
ever said it was five miles.”
Garnet showed so little inter-
e.st in continuing his travels aft
er lunch that they left him in
camp to rest, and brought up
another load on the night trail
from Skagway, for the moral ef
fect of getting the outfit well
started.
Garnet was in his blankets
when they returned. “I’m going
to sleep till noon, boys,” ho said,
next morning. “If you feel so
energetic, have a look at the
trail above here. I’ve been hear
ing some bad rumors about it.”
His misgivings did not weigh
on their minds at first. They set
out on this excursion in the
light-hearted mood conferred by
a scrubbing, a shave, a good
breakfast and morning sunlight.
Avoiding the camp, they cross
ed a river bridge, and from
there, by a steep and broken
track which the pack animals ot
earlier comers had scarred ouL
I'eHttbed'^Inio some mountain ra
vines that began to reek with a
mephitic odor of death. The
shambles became more ghastly
as they climbed.
In the dips of the so-called
"trail,” a series of quagmires
had been enlarged to small mud
lakes by the wear of successive
hooves around the rim. The swol
len carcasses of dead horses lay
floating or half-bedded In mus
kegs and sloughs. On -sheer
mountain sides the trail dwindl
ed in places to a cattle track,
and its hazards to burdened
horses and men were grimly
proved by the relics that lay
scattered in the canyon troughs.
Some travelers who appeared
to have lost their horses, were
struggling to hand-haul their
packs through a wallow not more
than a mile above Li&nnrille. It
wai all the progrcaa ilur luid
been able to make eince morn
ing. Other*; ineredlbiy plastelifli
with mud, and bearing the wan
stamp of deteat in their taM,
were backtrailing toward camp.
These were trail veterans who
took ordinary hairdMihip with a
smile.
Plainly, one look at U would
be enough for Oarset. .
As they stood considering the
dismal prospect, they were Jola-
ed by a man whom they recog
nized through disguising mad
smears as the old-time prospec
tor, Brent.
"Pretty, ain’t It,’’ Brent com
mented, spitting tobacco juice
Into the slough. ?.
"It would look a heap better,”
said SpeeS, thoughtfully, "If the
camp got together and graded a
trail. A few days’ work would
corduroy these muskegs.”
“Just what I told ’em,” Brent
nodded.
"Who’s against It?”
“Fallon”s outfit. He claims
we can’t reach Bennett before
the freeze-up if we stop to make
a trail. It’s tough on the boys
who’re short of horses. The way
he sees it, it’s their bard luck.
A stampede is a stampede, says
the trail boss.”
“Fallon’s got guts but I don’t
seem to like ’em, someway,” said
Speed.
(Continued next week)
Los Angeles, March 7.—An
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NUW5»r^?LA¥i
BY POPE PIUS
m
Vltlcan City, March 6.5i-Tbe
modern age Is far more eonscl-
ously wicked and shocking than
the pagan days of old Rome,
Pope Plus declared today in an
address to. Lenten.pmchers in
which he outlined the Ills be
wishes condemned in their ser
mons. i-:
"The worst evil.’’ he said, "ia
that represented by the intense
pleasure-seeking, of the present
4«r.- Nudity
art of ancient Greece and Rome,
wherisas today it is the olillet of
worship.” '
"TodayM ahamalessnegs,’’ k*
said, "is worst than that of the
pagan age. It is^ defined with
horrible blasphemy as 'the use
and worship of nudity.' Not even *
th« old pagans" led the pleeeure-i^
seeking Hfe'of-4he pagana ot to
day.
"Another pagan tendency ia •
represented by the (anconeclous-
neas with which rirtue ia moefc*’’^
ed and endangered.’’ . 5
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