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'- * ' , * > '• . • '".IS. ■ » ' THE ALAMANCE GLEANER. -The, CHAPTER IX. A BACK I WTO THE WORTH. BE went to the dogs, stirring tbem up with the cracking of his whip, and wben How- Isnd tamed to look back be ■aw a bright flare of light where the other sledge bad stopped. A mail's voice came from the farther gloom, calling to Croisset in French. "He tell? me 1 am to take yon on alone," said Croisset after he had re plied to the words spoken In a patois which Howland could not understand. "They will Join us again very soon." "Tbey!" exclaimed Howland. "How many will it take to kill me, my dear Croisset?" The half breed smiled down Into his face again. "You may thank the blessed Virgin that they are with us." he replied softly. "If you have any hope outside of beaven, m'Seur, it Is on that sledge behind." As be went again to the dogs, straightening the leader in his traces, Howland stared back at the Are lit space in the forest gloom. He could see a man adding fuel to the blaze 1 and beyond him. shrouded in the deep shadows of the trees, an Indistinct tangle of dogs and sledge. As be strained his eyes to discover more there was a movement beyond the figure over the fire, and the young engineer's heart leaped with a sudden thrill. Crolsset's voice sounded In a shrill sbout behind him, and at that warning cry In French the second figure sprang back Into the gloom. But Howland bad recognized It. and the chilled blood In bis veins leaped into warm life again at the knowledge that it was Meleese who was trailing be hind them on tbe second sledge. "When you yell like that give me a little warning If you please. Jean," he ■aid, speaking as coolly as thongh he bad not recognized tbe figure that had come for an Instant into the firelight. "It is enough to startle the life out of one." ' "It Is our way' of saying goodby, m'seur," replied Croisset, with a fierce ■nap of his whip. "Hoo-la, get along there!" he cried to the dogs and In half a dozen breaths the fire lost to view. Dawn comes at about 8 o'clock in the northern midwinter. Beyond the fiftieth degree tbe first ruddy haze of the sun begins to warm tbe southeast ern skies at 0, and its glow had already risen above tbe forests before Croisset stopped bis team again. For two honrs be bad not spoken a word to his prisoner, and after several unavailing effort* to break tbe other's taciturnity Howland lapsed Into a silence of his own. Wben be bad brought his tired ,dogs to a bait Croisset spoke for tbe first Ume. "We are going to camp here for a few hours," he explained; "If you will pledge me your word of honor that you will make no attempt to escape I will give you tbe use of your legs until after breakfast, m'seur. What do you, say?" "Have you a Bible, Croisset?" "No, m'seur,. but I have the cross of our Virgin, given to me by tbe inis ■loner at fork factory." "Then I will swear by it I. will ■wear by all the crosses and all tbe Bibles in tbe world that I will make no effort to escape. I am paralyzed. Croisset. I couldn't run for a week/' Croisset was searching in his pock ets. "Mon Dleu," he cried excitedly, "I have lost It! Ah, come to think, m'seur, I gave the cross to my Marlane before I went Into tbe south. But I will take your word." "And who Is Marlane, Jean? Will ■be also be In at tbe 'kill?' " "Marlane is my wife, m'seur. Ab, ma belle Marlane, ma chert the daugh ter of an Indian princess and tbe granddaughter of a chef de be tall - lon, m'seur! Could there be better than that? And she la be-e-e-utlful, m'seur. with hair like tbe top side of a raven's wing with the son shining on It, and"— "You lore her a great deal, Jean." "Next to the Virgin—and—lt may he a little better." ) Croisset bad severed the rope about the engineer's legs, and as be raised bis glowing eyes Howland reached out ■nil put botb bands on bis shoulder*. "And In jnst that way 1 love Me leese." be said softly. "Jean, won't yon be my friend? 1 don't want to escape. I'm not a coward. Won't yon think of wbat your Marlane might do and be a friend to me? Tea would die for Marlane If It were necessary. And 1 would die for tbe girl back on that sledge." He bad staggered to bis feet and pointed into tbe forests through which they bad come. "1 saw ber In tbe firelight Jean. Why la sbe following as? Why do tbey want to kill me? If 70a would only give me a chance to prove that It la all a mistake-that l~— Croisset reached out and took Us hand. "M'seur, I would like to help yen." be Interrupted. "I liked you that night we came tat together from the light on tbe trail. 1 have liked you since. And yet If I was In their place. I would kill yon even though I Hks yon. it is a great duty to kill you. Tbey did not do wrong when tbey tied you in tbe coyote. Tbey did not do wrong wben tbey tried to kill you 00 tbe trill. But 1 have takes a solemn oatb to tell you nothing, nothing beyond this—that so long as you are with me and that sledge Is behind us yonr life is not ia danger. I will tell you nothing nee*. Are yon hungry, m'seur?" "Starred,*" said Howland. Ha stumbled a few steps out into the snow, tbe numbness in bis ilmbs forc ing blm to catch st trees and saplings to ssve himself from failing. He was astonished at Croiseefs words and more confused than, ever at tbe he if Icnaer"in tomedlate petit To"hlm tWe GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 1, 1912. *■ meant ttinC x78tE836 n«u urn only warned blm, but was now playing an ; active part In preserving his life, and this conclusion added to his perplexity. Who was this girl who a few hours be fore had deliberately lured him among ! bis enemies and who was now fighting to save blm? Tbe question held a deeper significance for blm than wben be had asked himself this snme thing at Prince Albert, and when Croisset called for him to return to tbe camp fire and breakfast .he touched once \pore more the forbidden subject /"Jean, I don't want to hurt your feelings." he said, seating himself on /the sledge, "but I've got to get a few of my system. I believe this Tleleese of yours Is a bad woman." Like a flash Croisset struck at the bait which Howland threw out to him. He leaned a little forward, a hand quivering on bis knife, bis eyes flash ing fire. Involuntarily the engineer recoiled from that animal-like crouch, from tbe black rage which was grow ing each Instant in tbe bnlf breed's face. Yet Croisset spoke softly and without excitement, even while his shoulders and arms were twitching like a forest cat about to spring. "M'seur, no one in tbe world must say that about my Marlane, and next to her they must not say It about Me leese. Dp there," and be pointed still farther Into tbe north. "1 knpw of a hundred men between tbe Athabasca and the bay who would kill you for what you have said. And It is not for Jean Croisset to listen to It here. I will kill you unless you take It back!" "God!" breathed Howland. He look ed straight into Crolsset's face. "I'm glad—lt's so—Sean," be added slowly. "Don't you understand, man? I love her. I didn't mean wbat I said. I /would kill for tier, too, Jean. I said that to find out—what you would do." Slowly Croisset relaxed, a faint smile curling his thin lips. "If it was a joke, m'seur, it was a bad one." "It wasn't a Joke," cried Howland. "It was a serious effort to make you tell me something about Meleese. Listen, Jean. She told me back there that It was not wrong for me to love her, and wben I lay bound and gagged In tbe 1 snow sbe came to me and—and kissed 4 me. I don't understand"— Croisset interrupted bim. "Did she do that m'seur?" ' "I swear it" "Then you are fortunate," smiled Jean softly, "for I will stake my hope in the blessed hereafter that she has XS llinp A LITTLE FOUWIRD, A BAUD QUIVEBISO os in KNIFE. never dons that to another man, m'soor. Bat it will never happen again." "I believe that It will—unless yon kill mo." "And I ■ball not bcaltate to kill you it 1 think that it la likely to happen again. There are othera who would kill you knowing that It bos happened but once. But you must stop this talk, m'seur. if yoo persist 1 shall put tbe rawhide over your mouth again." "And If 1 object-fight T "You bare given me your word of bonor. Up here In the big snows tbe keeping of that word is our first law. It you break it I will kill you." "Oood Lord, bnt you're a cheerful companion," exclaimed Howland, laugblpg In spits of himself. "Do you know, CroUwot this whole situ tlon baa a good deal of humor as well as tragedy sbout It 1 must bo s most Important cuss, whoever I am Ask mo who I am, Croisset." "And who are you, m'seur?" "1 don't know, Joss. Fact I don't I used to think that 1 was s most an bittoas young cub in a big engineering sstsbUsbmsnt down In Chicago. But 1 guess 1 wss dreaming, runny dream, ■raant U? Thought I earns up bore to build s road somewhere through these internal— oo, I mesa tbeoe beautiful snows—but my mind must have been wandering sgnln. Hello! Are you go to* to start so soon?" "Bight sway, m'seur," said Croisset Wbo wss stirring up tbe dogs. "Will you walk sad run or rider "Walk and run, with your penis sion." "You save It m'seur, but If you af tempt to esesps I must shoot you. Bun SB the right of the dogs, even with me. I wfll tfks this aids." I —fflj||UllllllsP»*r t Until c>'oiW( stopped again in the middle of tbe afternoon Howland watched the backward trail for tbe appearance of tbe second sledge, bat there was no sign of it After their second meal tbe Journey was resumed, and by referring occasionally to bis compass Howland observed tbat the trail was swinging gradually to the eastward. 'Long before dusk exhaus tion compelled him to ride once more on the sledge. Croisset seemed tire less, and under tbe early glow of the stars and tbe red moon be still led on the worn pack until at last it stop ped on tbe summit of a mountainous ridge, with a vast plain stretching into the north as far as the eye could see through tbe white gloom. The half breed came back to where How land was seated on tbe sledge. "We are going but a little farther, m'seur," he said. "I must replace the rawhide over your mouth and tbe thongs about your wrists. 1 am sorry, but 1 will leave your legs free." "Thanks," said Howland. "But real ly It Is uu necessary. Croisset. 1 nm properly subdued to the fact tbat fate Is determined to play out this interest ing game of ball with me, and, no long er knowing wbero I nm, I promise you to do nothing more exciting than smoke my pipe If you will allow me to go along peaceably at your side." Croisset hesitated. "You will not attempt to escape and you will bold your tongue?" be asked. "Yes." v Jean drew forth his revolver and de liberately cocked it "Bear In mind, m'seur. that I will kill you if you break your word. You may go ahead." And he pointed down tbe side of ths mountain. CHAPTER X. TIIIC HOUSE or THE BED DEATH. SVLFWAY down the ridge a low word from Croisset stopped the engineer.' Jean had toggled his team with a stout length of babeesh on the moun tain top, and be waslooking back wben Howland turned toward blm. Tbe sharp edge of the part of tbe moun tain from which tbey were descending stood out in a clear cut line against ths sky, and on this edge the six dogs of the team sat squat on their haunches, silent and motionless, like strangely carved gargoyles.placed there to guard the Umlttess plains below. Howland took bis pipe from bis mouth as be watched tbe staring Interest of Crois set From tbe man ho looked up again at the dogs. There was something in their spblnxlike attitude, in tbe move less reaching of their muzzles out Into tbe wonderful starlit mystery of ths still night, that filled him with an in definable sense of awe. Then there came to bis ears the sound that had stopped Croisset a low, moaning whine which seemed to have neither beginning nor end. but which was borne In on bis senses as though it were a part of tbe soft movement of tbe air be breathed— u noto of Infinite sadness, which held bim startled and without movement, as It held Jean Croisset And just as be thought that tbe thing bad died away tbe wailing came again, rising higher and higher, until at last there roso over him a single long bowl that chilled tbe blood to bis very marrow. It was like tbe wolf bowl of tbat first nlgbt he had looked on tbe wilderness, and yet un like it. In the first It had been tbe cry of the savage, of hunger, of tbe unend ing desolation of life tbat bad thrilled him. In this It was death. He stood shivering as Croisset cams down to him, bis thin face shining white in the starlight There was no other sonnd save the excited beating of Ufa in their own bodies when Jean spoke. "M'seur, our dogs bowl like that only wben some one Is dead or about to die," he whispered. "It was Woon ga wbo gave the cry. Ha baa lived for eleven years, snd I have never known him to fall." There waa an uneasy gleam in his eyes. "I must tie your bands, m'seur." "But I have given you my word, Jean." "Your bands, m'seur. There Is si ready death below us in tbe plain, or It , Is to come very soon. I must tie your 1 bands." Howland thrust his wrists behind I bim. and about tbem Jesn twisted s thong of babeesh. 1 "I believe I understand," be spoke 1 softly, listening again for ths chilling 1 wall from She mountain top. "Ton I are afraid tbat I will kill you." "It la a warning, m'seur. Yon might 1 try. But I should probably kill you. As It Is"—be shrugged his shoulders as he led tbe way down ths rldgs—"as It Is, there Is small chance of Jesn Crois set suswertng the call." "May those aslnts of yours preserve me, Jesn, but this U all very cheerful r grunted Ilowlaod, half laughing la spite of himself/ "Now'that I'm tied , op again, wbo the devil Is there to die —but me?" "That is s bard qoastioa, m'seur," replied the bsJf breed, with grim seri ousness. "Perhaps it Is your turn. 1 half believe tbat It Is.* Scarcely were tbe words out of his mouth wben there came sgsla ths j moaning bowl from tbs top of ths . :, ridfs. ; "You're getting on my nerves, Jean , I —you and tbat accursed dog!" 1 "Silence, m'seur!" Out of tbe grim kraellnees st ths foot of tbe mountain there loomed s j shadow, which st first Howland took j .' to be a bnge mass of rock. A few ; steps fsrtber and be saw tbat It was s building. CroUeet gripped blm firmly by the srm. i "Stay here." he commanded "I will return toon." | For s quarter of so hoar Howland ' waited. Twice In tbat interval tbe dog bowled above blm. He waa glad when , Croisset appeared out of tbs gloom. ; "It is as I tbuugbt, m'seur. There Is j desth down oere. Owns with me." t The shadow or the biff building shrouded them m tbey approached. Howland could make out that It was built of massive locs and that there seemed to be neither door nor window on their side. And yet when Jean hesi tated for an Instant before a blotch of ■loom that WOK deeper than the other* he knew that tbey bad come to an en trance. Howland could feel the half breed's hand clutch him nervously by the arm as they went step by step Into the black and silent mystery of the place. Soon there came a fumbling of Crols set's band at a latch, and they passed through a second door. Then Jean struck a match. Half a dozen steps away was a table and on the table a lamp. Crolsset lighted It and with a quiet laugh faced the engineer. Tbey were In a low, dungeon-like chamber without a win dow and with but the one door through which tbey had entered. The table, two cbalrs. a store and a bunk built against one of the log walla were 1 all that Howland could see. Bat It was not the barrenness of what be im agined was to be his new prison that held bis eyes In staring Inquiry oa Crolsset. It was the look lo his com panion's face, the yellow pallor of fear —a horror—that had taken possession of it The half breed closed and bolted the door and then sat down beside the table, his thin face peering up through the sickly lamp glow at the engineer. "M'seur. It would be bard for you to guess where you are." Howland waited. "if you bad lived In this country long, m'seur. you would bare heard of la Malson de Mort Rouge—the house of the Red beath. as you would call it That la where we are—ln tbe dun geon room. It Is a Hudson Bay post, abandoned almost since I can remem ber. When I was a child the smallpox plague came this way and killed all the people. Nineteen years ago the red plague came again, and not vine lived through It In this Posts de Mort Rouge. Blnce then It has been left to the weasels and the owls. It Is shunned by every living soul between the Athabasca and the bay. That la why you are safe hers." "Ye gods!" breathed Howland. "I* there anything more, Crolsset? Safe from what man? Safe from what?" "From those who wish to kill you, m'ieur. You would not go Into tbe south, so la belle Meleese haa compel led you to go Into the north. Compre nex vous? You would hare died last night, m'seur, had It not been for Me leese. You escaped from the coyote, but you would not have escaped from tbe other. That ia all 1 can tell you. But you will be safe here. Tboee who seek your life will soon believe that you are dead, and tben we will let you go back, la that not a kind fate for one who deserves to be cut Into bits and fed to tbe ravens V "You will tell me nothing more, Jean?" tbe engineer asked. "Nothing, except that while I would like to kill you 1 have sympathy for you. That perhaps Is because I once lived In the south. For six year* I was with tbe company in Montreal, where I went to school." Then be unbolted and opened the door. Faintly there cams to tbem, as If from a great distance, tbe walling grief of Woonga, the dog. "You said there was desth here," whispered Howlsnd, leaning cloae to his shoulder. "There Is one who haa lived here since the lsst plague." replied Crolsset under bis breath. "He lost bis wife and children, and It drove blm mad. That Is why we came down so quietly. He lived In a little cabin out tbere on the edge of the clearing, and wben I went to It tonight ;bere was a sapling over tbe house with a Dig at the end of It When tbe plague cornea to us we hang out a red flag as a warning to others. That is one of our laws. The flag Is blown to tatters by the winds. He Is dead." Howland shuddered. "Of the smallpox?" "Yes." For a few moments tbey stood In sl«. lence. Then Crolsset added. "You will remain here, m'seur. until I return." He went out, closing and barring tbe door from tbe otber aid*, and How land seated himself again In the cbalr beside tbe table. Fifteen minutes let' er tbe half breed returned, bearing with him a good sized pack and a two gallon Jug. "There Is wood beck of tbe stove, m'seur. Here are food and water for a week and furs for your bed. Now I will cut those thongs sbout your wrists." "Bo you mean to ssy you'rs going to leave me here alone—ln tbla wretched prison T cried Howland. "Mon Dleu. Is It not better than a grave, m'seur? I will be beck at the end of a week." The door was partly open, and for the last time tbere cam* to (lowland's ear* tbe mournlog bowl of tbe old dog on the moontaln top. Almost threaten ingly he gripped Crolsset's arm. "Jean. If you don't come back what will happen V Be beard tbe half breed chuckling. "You will die, m'seur. pleasantly and taking your own time at it. wbicb Is much bettor than dying over a case of dynamite. But I will come beck, m'seur. Ooodbyf Again the door was closed and bolt ed.- and the sound of Cnrieset's foot steps quickly died away beyond tbe | log walls. Many mlnotss'passed be fore Howland thought of his pipe or a Are. Tben sblverlngly be went to seek the fuel which Jean bad told blm j was behind the stove. Tbe old bay stove was soon roaring with the Are, which be built, and a* the soothing ; fumes of bis pipe Impregnated tbe damp air of tbe room be experienced a sensation of comfort wbicb was la strange contrast to tbe exciting hap penings of tbe past few days. He laegbed aloud and began pacing back and forth across the rotted floor { of his prisoa. And Own a flush burned In bis face and hie syas glowed as be thought of Meleese. la spite of himself she bad saved Mm from bis enemies, and be Meassd Crotseet for having told him tbe moaning of this flight Into- the north. Once again she bad betrayed blm. but this time It was to sere bis Ufa. and bis heart leaped in Joyous faith at this proof' of ber love for blm. Be believed that he ssder stocd tbe whole scheme now. Sven 1 his anemias weald think him dead. They woittf lea w the Wefuato. and after a time, when It waa safe far blm to return, he would be given his free dom. With tbe passing of tbe hours gloom ier thoughts shadowed these anticipa tions. In some mysterious way Mu leese waa closely associated with those who sought his life, aud If they disap peared sbe would disappear with them. He was convinced of that. And then—could be find ber again? Would she go Into Ibe soutb-to clvl- SS^SS; m WkJjW BBZCD CLOSED AJTO 801/TBD THS DOOM. llxation—or deeper Into the untraveled wildernesses of ths north? In answer to bis question tbere flashed through bis mind tbe words of Jean Crolsset, "M'seur. 1 know of a hundred men between Athabasca and tbs bay who. would kill you for what you havs said." Yes. she would go into the north. Somewhere In that vast deso lation of which Jean had spoken be would flnd ber. even though he spent half of hi* life In tbe search! It was past midnight when he spread out the furs and undreaaed for bed. With the breaking of day ths hours seemsd of Interminable length. For a time he amused himself by searching every corner and crevice of bis prison room, but he found nothing of Interest beyond whst bs bad already discov ered. He examined tbe door which Crolsset had barred on him and gave \ up all hope of escape In tbat direction. He could barely thrust Ms arm , through the aperture that opened out og the plague stricken cabin. In no situation had he displayed the white feather: at no time had he felt a thrill of fear. His courage snd reck lessness had terrifled Meleese. had as tonished Crolsset. And yet what had bs done? From the beginning, from the moment he first placed his foot in .the Chinese cafe, bis enemies bad held the whlpband He bad been com pelled to play a passlvs part Up to the point of tbe ambush on the We kusko trail he might have found some vindication for himself. But this ex perience with Jean Croleset—lt was enough to madden blm, now that bs was alons. to think sbout It Why had ho not taken advantage of' Jean, as Jackplne and tbe Frenchman bad taken advantage of him? He saw now what be might have done. Somewhere, not very far back.the aledge carrying Meleese and Jackplne had turned Into tbe unknown. They two were, alone. Why bad be not made Crolsset a prisoner. Instead of sllowlng himself to be caged up like a weak ting? He swors aloqd as tbere dawned on blm more and more a realization of tbe opportunity be bad lost At ths point of s gun he could have forced Crolsset to overtake the otber sledge. He could bsve surprised Jsckplne. as tbey had surprised blm on the trail. And tben? He smiled, but tbere was no humor In tbe smile. He st last would have held tbs whip band. And What would Meleese have done? Meleese loved blm He Would have staked bis life on thst His blood leaped as be felt again tbe thrill of ber klaass wben sbe bsd come to blm as be lay bound and gagged beside tbe trail. Sbe bad taken bis besd In ber arms, and through tbe grief of ber face be bad seep shining tbe light of a great love tbat had glorified It for all time forhlm. Sbe loved blm! And be bad let ber slip away from blm. bad —Hj .surrendered himself st a mo ment when everything tbat be dream ed of might have been within bis grasp. With Jackplne a.id Crolsset in his power \ He went no further. Was It too late to do these things now? Crolsset would return. With s sort * satisfaction It occurred .to blm tbat bis actions had disarmed the Frencbmsn of suspicion. Hs believed tbat It would be easy to overcome Crolsset to force blm to fol low In tbe trail of Meleeee and Jack plne. And tbat trail? It would prob ably lead lo tbe very stronghold of his enemies. But whst of tbat? Hs loaded bis pipe sgsln. puffing out eloods of smoke until ths room was thick with It Tbat trail would taks blm to Meleees wherever sbe was. Heretofore bis enemies bsd corns to blm; now be would go to tbem. With Crolsset in bis power snd with none of bis snemles A wars of his presence, everything would be In bis favor. He laugbed a load as a sudden thrilling thongbt flssbed Into bis mind As a last issorKhc would use Jean as a de coy. He foresaw bow essy It would be to bring Meleese to hlm-to see Crolsset 4 His own presence would be like the I dropping of a bomb at ber feet. In tbat moment wben sbe ssw what be I was risking for ber. thst he was deter mined to ppssis* ber. would sbs not ' surrender to the pleading of his love? If not be would do tbe otber thing— i tbat which bad brought tbe Joyous I Isugb to bis Hps. All was fair In war i and lovs. sod theirs was a game of , love. Because of her love for blm Me leese had kidnaped him from bis post ! of doty, bad sent blm a prisoner to ■ this desth bouse In tbe wilderness. I Lovs bsd eiculpeted ber. Tbat same i love would exculpate blm He would ' make ber a prisoner, and Jean should | drive tbem back to tbe Wekusko. Me . leeae herself bad set tbe pace, and be i would follow IL And wb*t woman. If , sbe loved s msn. would not surrender i after tbla? In their sledge trip be would have ber to himself, for not only an hour or two. but for days. Surely M that time he could win. There would be pursuit perhaps; be might hurv to fltbLJ)ilt M-Wns willing and • trifle RUXIUUH TY RTUHT. - ; He went to IIP« 1 that night and 1 dreamed uf HIIIIKM that were to bap pen. A wernntf day, a third night and • third day rami*. With rnt-h boor grew hl« anxiety fur .Iran's return. At times be wax a'fiMMf feverish to have tbe affulr over witti UP wan confident 1 of the outiTitie, and yet he did nut fall to take the I'rein liiiian * true meaxare ment. He knew mm .lean wits like , lire wire and meet, ax n* a cnt, more than a inntrh with himself In open flghi dexp(i t . n« own superior weight and xize He devised a doj-n ar hemes for Jean's unduluK. One vnw to ipap on blm while be was eating, another to spring qn him and choke him Into partial Insensibility nx he knelt hestde hi* pack or fed the (Ire. a third to strike a blow from behind that wonld render him powerless. But there wax something lb this laxr that was re pugnant to him. He remembered that Jean had aaved his life; that In no In stance had he given him physical pain. He wonld watch for an opportunity, take advantage of tbe Frenchman, as Crolsset bad tak»n advantage of him, but he would not hart him seriously. It sbonld be a* fair a straggle as Jean had offered him, and with the handicap in his favor the best man wonld win. On the morolpg of the fonrtfa day Howland was awakened by a sound that came through tbe aperture in the I wall. It was the sharp yelping bark ' of a dog, followed an lnatant later by tbe sharper crack of a whip and a fa miliar voice. Jean Crolsset had returned. With a single leap be was ont of his bunk. Half dressed be darted to the door and crouched there, tbe mus cles of his arms tightening, bis body tense with tbe gathering forces with in him. Tbe spur of the moment had driven him to quick decision. His opportu nity would come when Jean Crolsset paaaed through that door. (TO as oomisuau.] ' Even Thsn. The win* men never speak till they Have something well worth while to say. And. being WIM and thoughtful men. They say but little even then. -Chicago Record-Herald. HOW TO FIGHT CONSUMPTION Education is the Best Weapon of At tack and Well Enforced Laws Make the Best Measures of Defense. (Bulletin State Board of Health.) Consumption is a preventable disease. Yet we continae to have more deaths from consumption than from any other disease. Why? Largely because some of our consumptives continue to spit, cough, and sneeze in such a manner that their friends and associates are infected. These, then are the people that cause so much trouble, that increase our death rate and decrease our pop ulation, that increase our poverty and decrease our wealth, that increase our misery and decrease our happiness. But why do they do it? First, because they do not. know any bett. r, and second, because they are w i 111 uliy or er Im i nal ly careless. What is tho remedy? For the first class tbe remedy is education —education along the lineof sani tation and hygiene. Such educa tion in regard to the very funda mentals, of how to eat, sleep, bathe, breath, and live, works wonders with this class. For thi# class the remedy L* comparatively simple. The best place for such education is, of course, in the schools. There, it reaches the greatest number of people. There, it is easily taught and well re membered. There, it reaches the coming generation. Tremendous results can be ac complished with the masses after the school periods. For them . there should be lectures given by ' the county superintendents of . health, rity health officers, physi ■ ciaus, ministers, and well-inform ed members of Anti-Tuberculosis and health leagues. For this purpose the State Board of Health, aa well as many city boards of health, distribute literature on conauinption and other health subjects. Countless means of public education may be used, as for instance lantern slides show ing pictures and health sentences, signs in street can and on bill boards, notices from the press and pulpit, tuberculosis exhibits, etc. After the public conscience is somewhat awakened to its sense of duty we should have free dis pensaries and visiting nurses to cany the gospel of health to all classes. For the willfully or criminally careless class it Is necessary to enaet and rigidly enforce anti spitting ordinances. Ordinances requiring the reporting of cases of consumption to the health department should also beieaforc ed. Literature and oral instruc tion may then be furnished and disinfection of houses may be accomplished after each removal of the inmates. Consumption, like yellow fever, will soon be a disease of the past, when the masses are properly educated to their sense of respon sibility and the criminally careless are made law-abiding. 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