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CLUMBtRING GOLD •****- tyj*s!uorey WTOCAS7tRire , FOURTH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS: On the old side- i wheeler "George E. Starr," on its way to the Yukon gold fields in the j first rush of *B7, Speed Malone, ex- i j * perienced gold-camp follower and 1 gambler, and young Ed Maitland, on ] his first trip, trying to recoup his lost family fortune, struck up a strange friendship. Maitland left , Speed playing Solo with two other men and wandered forward to be sharply recalled by the report of a pistol and the news tljat his partner had been shot and had gone over board. Ed jumped in after him, without second thought. But the cold waters got him, and in the end it was Speed who did the rescuing, holding Ed's head above water until they were taken aboard a little boat by a French fisherman from Seattle. Maitland, knowing the sea, took charge of the little boat when they persuaded Frenchy to take them to Skagway. After a hard journey they reached Skagway where they find a ship unloading miners and horses. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. "See ye ashore," laughed Speed from the water. Hauling along the rope to the broncho's head, he caught its tail with the other hand, and used this as a rudder to steer it shorewards, while he swam along side. Maitland had been too interested in their progress to notice the Susette's approach to the steamer, which was now close abeam. The name beneath her stern rail was the "Williamette, San Francisco." Her passengers were waiting to have their outfits landed. Oddly, the first to observe that the Susette rode high and empty was a short, fat fellow. "Hey, wit that boat!" he called out. "My outfit for how much you want to land it? Five dollars?" This mention of Frenchy's favor ite coin brought the fisherman out of a coma; he gave eager signs of assent. Simultaneously on the light er, there was a general reaching for purses and bank rolls. As Maitland ran under the ship's shadow and moored to the raft a tinkling laugh from the rail above caused him to look up. His eyes met the dancing dark ones of a very beautiful young woman who was looking down at him with an ex pression half-amused and half-curi ous. He had an oddly confused sensation, with the Susette's lift and NOTICE Under and by virtue of power of sale contained in a certain Deed of Trust executed on the 16th day of September, 1929, by Paul Martin and wife, Eva Martin, to Wm. M. Allen, Trustee, and default having been made in payment of the same, I, the undersigned Trustee, will on the 12th day of April, 1935, at 2:00 P. M., at the Post Office in Elkin, N. C., Surry County, sell to the last and highest bidder for cash, the following described property, to wit: Beginning on an iron stake on the East side of State Road, A. B. Woodruff's corner: running in an Easterly direction with said Wood ruff's line 150 feet to a stake; thence extending in a Southerly direction at right angle to the above men tioned line 100 feet to a stake; thence extending in a Westerly di rection parallel to the first men tioned line 150 feet to the said State Road; thence in a Northerly direc tion with said State Road 100 feet to the beginning. The same being a part of lot No. 2 as shown on the Map of State Road, North of Hunts ville. This the 11th day of March, 1935. W. M. ALLEN, 4-4 Trustee. The liquid test" ... It ENDS bowel worries * for many people This is a test that tells you whether the system needs a cathartic change. If you have constant sluggish spells or Bilious attacks, and laxatives seem to make things worse, it would be viae to try this: Stop all use of any laxative that does not encourage variation from a "fixed dose" (which may be entirely too large a dose for your individual need). Use instead, a liquid laxative that you can measure and regulate as to dose. As necessary to repeat, take smaller doses, less and less often, until the bowels are moving without any help at aIL Doctors use liquid laxatives, and a propeily prepared liquid laxative, containing natural laxative agents tike senna and eascara is a ioy and a comfort; a real help in establishing mls/ity. Ask your doctor about I (Doctors DM liquid laxatives.) Yon can get Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin, which is a most dependable Squid laxative, at any drug store. &SjjbkJ3t££ti>eA S JgjYBUP PEPSIN t ... " it* , ■'-* J-:-, fall in the shadow- of the immobile ! steamer. A bangle on her arm struck a crystal flash from the sun, as she raised her hand from the rail and blew him a kiss mischievously from ; rosy finger-tips. The gesture was noticed by a ] tall, heavily built man who stood on thq rail directing the unloading of the horses —a man with the eagle poise of a leader and a masterful , look of power under easy command. His handsome face had been burned by the sun to the color of saddle leather, and its swarthiness gave an insolent sharpness of blue to his eyes, while it dimmed the black brows that ran in a bar across hi 3 forehead. He frowned thoughtfully at the new arrival. The men on the lighter looked like veteran prospectors, and their skillfully corded packs told the same story. One of them a meager gray-haired but wiry old-timer, shifted a huge tobacco quid in his cheek as he took one end of a pack Maitland was swinging, and said, "Pretty piece of herdin' you boys done out thar." The winch roared just then, and the old-timer nodded toward the inner shadows of the lighter where a yellow-haired youth was leaning out to uncouple a horse from the slings. "Pete, yer," he said, "figures your pardner could have rode the. pinto in." In the abrupt silence as ttye winch stopped, Pete heard what was said. When the horse was free, he threw back the gold hair that had fallen into his eyes and looked up casu ally at Maitland. "It's been done, Mister," said Pete. "Shucks, boy," retorted the old timer tolerantly, "you can't tell me what's been done with a horse. I say it's too fer, and I've seen riders in my time attemp' ever'thin' the ramblin' human fancy kin invent, with and without the aid of licker." The young Nevadan did not an ■ swer directly. He signalled to some ■ one on the deck above, and a little 1 later a black mare came down in ; the sling, her nose quivering at the brine below. She took it in a churn »of spray, but quieted under the ■ boy's firm touch. He unhooked her ■ and held her for a moment by the L halter, stroking her silky neck. I Then, with a move so swift that j it was accomplished almost before | it was seen, he left the raft for the , mare's back, and they shot away into | sunlit water. A brandy-faced man in a sheep i skin coat whom Maitland had not j noticed before, came suddenly to life and crossed the swaying raft in two unsteady strides. "Come back here. Pete," he called out. The boy paid no heed. He was drenched to the belt but riding lightly, leaning forward to even the balance and guiding the mare with a loop of the halter rope over her nose. ' Head him off with your boat," the man appealed to Maitland. "He'll drown hisself." Maitland left Frenchy to take in the Susette and her cargo, and cast off in the dinghy with a shove of an oar against the raft. Troubled by the tide swell, the mare was meeting every rise at an angle that brought the water to her master's shoulders, snortingi and strangling in an effort to keep her nose out of the feathering crests. Maitland pulled in nearer. The boy's head was close to the mare's wet mane and hair contrasting gold and black in the sunlight. The ten sion of his voice seemed to lift her. The beach . . . on'l a little way now sweetheart over this one, Chiquita over it ... a good girl, over it!" The mare labored up another foaming hill bug flagged with ex haustion at the crest. They were still some eighty yards from short and the beach was steep. A few strong pulls shot the boat forward till it topped the same swell. Maitland meant to run along side and lift the rider off, but this was forgetting the thrashing for a foothold. The boat caught the im pact of one hoof on the prow. It rocked crazily as Maitland spun it within reach of the boy's arm. But Pete was tugging at the halter hope, to turn the mare's head. "Keep that damned boat out of my way," he swore, or "by—" The words were rudly stifled by a comber that smoked over his head, rolling him and his mount com pletely over. The mare came up riderless. Catching the halter Mait land pulled her astern, afraid that her hooves might strike the boy's head. \ Seeing a gleam of gold in the green water he iyached for it; tangled his finger in a mop of hair and pulled the head above water. Pete gasped, and held the rail a moment to g6t his breath. Then he swung over as easily as Jt he were vaulting into a saddle, landing with a splash in the walei that washed slang the floorboards. He raised himself to the thwart,! THE ELKIN TRIBUNE, ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA shaking the wet hair from his eyes, which were blazing. "You—" he began. "Grab that baling dipper," said Maitland shortly. He had pushed an oar into the stern groove and was holding the mare's halter with his free hand while he sculled shore wards. After a look at the rising water, Pete complied. It was slow work, but they beached in advance of other boats that were coming in from the ship. As the mare climbed the gravel and shook herself, her master jumped lightly ashore. He was draining the water from his boots when Maitland pulled up the dinghy. The sudden landing on still ground made the sailor conscious of the effects of a week's starvation. He felt the beach reel, and had to steady himself against the boat. Then he tipped it on its side to ex amine the injured seam. A pair of trimly shod feet pres ently appeared on the sand beside him and he looked up. "My name's Pete," the boy volun teered. "The man with the woolly coat is my pardner, Bill Owens. The girl that throwed you a kiss's name is Rose . . . But I reckon you don't care about women? he in quired, undismayed by the silence that greeted these amenities. "My partner," said Maitland at last, "thinks they're a hot bolt in dvnamite." "Ain't it so," Pete concurred judiciously. "It's deafenin' to think of what might happen if Rose really cared about., any man. Unless maybe me. . But she don t. He looked inside the boat to note the effect of this. "How'ver, I don't care a hoot in hell for Rose not me," he chanted, snapping his fing ers lightly skywards. "I'm a man among men." "You swear like one," his hearer admitted. "Why don't you cuss me out and get it off your mind?" the boy de manded. "I mean it. Say what you're thinkin', man to man." Maitland considered him while cleaning his hands on some shreds iof rope. "Well," he said, man to man, you make a lot of noise for I your size. It's a pity you squawk . when you lose." j Pete winced. "That's a hard • cuss," he murmured. "What else?" IfyyStCt* Field Tested Fertilizer Takes a Big Load off Your Mind A MAN has got to work pretty hard to grow a good crop of tobacco; And isn't it a great load off his mind to know that his fertilizer is right? .. Royster is right, because it contains exacdy the right plant food —properly blended—to make tobacco of that color, texture and weight to bring the farmer a good return on his investment and labor. C[ We guarantee not less than ONE CENT. WATER SOLUBLE MAGNE SIUM. And, of course, all Royster Tobacco Fertilizers are non-acid forming. [ There is no use taking chances when you can get Royster's Field Tested Fertilizers that have a reputation back of them. See your Royster agent and let him know how many tons you will need; ißi ' ( Hgyster 5 ) J § TK P FERTILIZERS 1® * _ . . 'i -j... -.. : *- -- " -■■ T; .',££• "That's all," said Maitland, sur- t prised by a glimpse of sensitiveness ! under the boyish swagger. 1 With the mare's halter rope, Pete 1 threw a skilful hitch ever her nose, 1 and mounted almost in the same I movement. "If I don't lose easy, Mister, I , don't quit easy either, or forget. Maybe some day you'll know it's so." And with no visable urge from him, the mare sped down the beach. Maitland stared after them, held by the grace of the picture they made, and by wonder at the quick moods of this amazing boy. He was still watching him when he saw Speed coming over the beach toward him. "We got the Jew's outfit ashore, and he's staking us to a feed. Chuck's on the fire now. Hungry, Bud?" * ♦, * * The banquets of Lucullur are said to &aft a pleasant aroma down the .river bank of time, but one exquisite collation which that gastronome never enjoyed was baked beans, ba con, soda biscuits, canned fruit and coffee, after a two week's diet of fish boiled in sea water. It was nearly sunset and the sea son, like the hour, seemed to con dense the freshness and glory of the closing day. The air had a crisp tang that tingled in the nostrils of the hungry travelers like a dry champagne, giving a good deal more poignancy to the savor of broiling meat. Shivering over the camp fire Steiner thoughtfully appraised the appetites of his guests. "I could use you boys, maybe," he said, referring to some point he had discussed with Speed, "but ten dollars a day each and grub ... I ain't king of the Klondike." - "This isn't Seattle," said Speed. "It's a gold camp. You'll see wages go to twice that and more. " The Jew's look was one of sincere unbelief. "A man would be crazy to pay it." "The scenery is covered with crazy men," Speed observed impas sively. Steiner dropped the subject and said to Maitland. "I notice how Lucky Rose has a mash on you. Seen her throwin' you kisses from the ship." Speed had been about to lower a nicely browned slice of bacon into ! his mouth in one piece. He paused ' now with this viand suspended. i • • * There had always been a vague : hope in Maitland's mind of tracing the outfit he had left on the George L E. Starr. Since this seemed an op portune time to look for it, he asked the fisherman's permission to use the Susette for a short turn to the Dyea beach a few miles up the gulf. Frenchy, in a better humor than he had been for a week, absently mum bled his consent. He stepped out to the Suette over some boats and a scow that rocked in the wharf's vague shadow, and made sail. It was only six miles or so from Skagway to the camp of Dyea. When he arrived these the camp was empty, because of an interval between steamers. He was therefore able to learn with dis couraging promptness that there was no trace of an unclaimed outfit on the beach. Coming back to Skagway the fires on the flats had died to their ; embers, but as he tacked in to the l Susette's mooring, he noticed a small NOTICE! Pay your electric light bill before the 10th of each j month. 5 percent will be added after the 10th. SOUTHERN PUBLIC UTILITIES CO. PHONE 210 I —i—u—u—u—u—u—u—ii ii u u u u u u li —u—ii—ii—ii ii " —n » HUGH A. ROYALL Fire Insurance DON'T DELAY—CALL TODAY Phone 250 a ■great p o ait I ■ HEART AND OTHER GOOD BRANDS I Old Virginia Blue Gem—Beckley Smokeless—Borderland I I CAROLINA ICE & FUEL COMPANY I PHONE 83 ■ Thursday, March 28, 1935 fire in the lee of the wharf, Just above the surf. Here he found his partner nursing some driftwood in to flame. Continued Next Week Bilious Attacks For bilious attacks due to consti pation, thousands of men and wom en take ThedforcTa Black-Draught because It is purely vegetable and brings prompt, refreshing relief. "I have used Black-Draught," writes Mr. T. L, Austin, of McAdenville, N. C. "There Is a package of it on my mantel now. I take it for bili ousness. If I did not take it, the dullness and headache would put me out •f business. It Is the quickest medicine to relieve me that I know." Thedford's BLACK-DRAUGHT Purely Vegetable Laxative i •'CHILOHEN UU TOT IIMI* ',
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