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The Trey 0 Hearts AKmCMaVmiM of th. Motioa meter Db ol tfco Sum Nun Produced br th- UbitwmI Film Co. By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE rf-nu ft-.- H.-Tt. fw. g""rt a- DartntrJ vi!a PWfnpk froa tho IWt frWctM CHAPTER XL. Ceprrlg-lt. Uli, bj UH Jopk Voc The Man In tha Shadow. Two hundred feet. If one, Hop! Jim fell from the lip of the cliff. Then sud denly the thing that had been IIopl Jim Slade was checked in it heidlong descent by the outstanding trunk of a tree, over which It remained, doubled up, limp, horrible . . . The miniature landslide that had been caused by hi fall went on, settling gradually as the slope be came less sheer. Only part of it. a double handful of pebbles, gained the bottom of the canyon. Its muffled impact on the ground round his feet roused the man who had compassed the bandit's death from the pose he had unconsciously as sumed on the Instant of firing. He stepped back, and snatched up a case containing binoculars. Not before the glasses were adjusted to his vision did he And time to re spond absently to the alarmed and in sistent inquiries of his two compan ions, a man of his own age and a girl Of tome years less, who had been wakened from thtir sleep by the re port of the rifl?. Now the latter plucked his sleeve, momentarily defecting the glasses from the object which they were fol lowing so sfdulously as It moved along the heights; a wildly running horse with a woman bound helpless upon its back, both sharply in sil houette against the burning blue. "Alan;" the girl demanded, "what Is it? Why did you fire? Why won t you answer me? What is It?" "Judith," Alan replied tersely, again picking up with the glasses the run away horse that fled so madly along the perilous and narrow track of tho hill trail. The name was echoed from two thrjats a3 Alan swung sharply and thrust the glasses into the hands of the girl. . "Judith." he affirmed with a look of j roignr.nt solicitude. "She's roped to the back of t'n.it cr.izy broncho help less! See I'er youn-elf ; one false step suppose a stone turns beneath its hoof- she'll bo killui:" Whit th,. pirl feurs. d her plassps Uron that spe( k that flew asain.-t thr tk Ahiu turned to thf two horsej hobbled nrar by and sibing a saddle threw it ovtr the back of one. At this the other man turned to his fide and droppir.' a detaining hand u;0ii 1: is arm asked: "What are you going to do?" Alan shook the hand off and wont c:i with hi self-appointed task. "Co after her, Tom. of course," he replied. "What elce? That animal Is crary. 1 tell you" "Even so," Tom Parous argued, "you crn't climb that hillside on horseback l.;d if you could, you'd be too late to etch up, much less prevent an act-lent" "I know It. Put suppose It doesn't fall . . . You know whet's beyond these hills deserts! And the girl la l.elpless, I tell you, bound hand and toot. Think of her being carried that ay all day, perhaps face up to this brutal sun! She'll go mad if some thing isn't done" ! "You've gone mad yourself already," j Vr rtnrnis contended darkly. "What's it to vou if she does rirreed in nscuing her: what then? As soon as she gets cn her p!n she'll try to Mick a knife into you like as not What'9 she been chasing you for, all over this land of the brave and home of the fre, but to take your fool flohl nn our side "You're raving." Carcus commented In a hopeless tone. He looked to thf girl. "Rose Miss Trine reason with this madman" Propping the glasses, the girl came swiftly and confidently to her lover's side, lining her lips to his. "Go. sweetheart!" she told hlra "Save her if you can!" With a look of triumph for the bene fit of Mr. Tarcus Alan Law gathered Rose Trine lato his arms. "Did you dream for an Instant Ros would see her own sister carried tc Uer death If anything could be don to avert !t no matter what we may have suffered at Judith's hands?" With an Indignant grunt, but con siderate none the less, Mr. Parcus caught up the glasses and turned his back. . . . "Go on!" he grumbled, pretending to ignore the hand Alan offered him from the saddle. "I've got no patience with you ... Put go!" he insisted, of a sudden seizing the hand and pressing it fervently. "And God go with you. my friend!" Then hoofboats drumming on the hard packed t arth of the canyon trail struck a hundred echoes from its ruseed. rocky walls. Mr. Parcus showed Roe Trine a face almost ludicrous with Its an guished smile that was Intended to seem reassuring. "Let's look sharp and follow him as quick as may be," he urged. "Light ning will never strike us so long as we stick to Mr. Law of the charmed life but I don't mind telling you, once out of his company. I'm just naturally afraid of the dark!" CHAPTER XLI. The Trail of Flying Hoof-Prints. In th still air of that young day the chill of nisht lingered stubbornly and would until the shadow of the eastern rampart bad crept slowly down the canyon's western wall, tele-1 scoped upon itself and vanished, let tins in the sun to make the place a pit cf torment r.n.l of burning. P freshed from rest and exhilarated by this grateful coolness, h'.s horse re -Tended willingly to tho f.r.'t lUht touch of Alan's ipur In a twinkling the overnight camp dropped from view bh!r.d t!u rounded shoulder of a hill f id, mcFTiiite-f loaked. Then from Its first spirited flight tho horse stttled down to steady go ing, lengthened Its stride, and ran for leagues with the long, apparently ef fortless and tireless lope of tho plains bred broncho, ventre-a-terre. Alan's departure from camp had an ticipated by a round quarter hour the appearance on tho upper trail of friends of the slain bandit, to the number of four or five, who had both discovered and recovered his body, called hia death murd r and pledged themselves to Its avengetnent laying responsibility for the putative crime at the door of the man and woman to be seen In the canyon. Immediately L'lov the scene of IIopl Jim's fall. Pet ween the moment w hen discov ery of tho men on the ridge trail in terrupted their simple and hurried breakfast and that which found Rose hiu! It:ireim mounted on the back of Suppose you do t;u,ir ov,n horse and making the best of their way down the canyon in pur suit of Alan, but little time had la nred. Ai d even with Its double burden, their horse made better time upon th" broad lower level than those who life' And now you want to sucnilce followed the ridge trail. I'.y mid morn Itig, when they approached the foot hills that ran down to the desert, the pursuit was more than a mile In tho rear and shut off to boot by a mono lithie hill, while Alan was many a wearv mile In advance. He SRt uncn his horse, just then, at standstill upon the summit of a round ed knoll, the Painted hills lifting up behind him, the desert before unfold ing like a map but like a map all blurred. Only In the near foreground was anything definite to be distinguished i In the aspect of that sunbltten waBte bleached earth patterned in almost or derly arrangement by sagebrush and gnarled cacti. At the distance of half a mile all blended Into one Nast plain of glaring gray that stretched over the round of the world to a broken wall of purple hills that reeled drunk enly In the haze-veiled southwest. Was Judith out there, somewhere, lost, defenseless, forlorn, Impotent to lift a hand to shield her face from the blast of that savage sun? Staring beneath a shading hand, he discerned nothing that moved upon the surface of the desert but Its myriad heat-devils Jigging monoto- f tinnaltf ihalii 1 n f .i-r. a 1 rianaa mrflhr. rm n m AAmAf1 nra nirtha Vila wn VI B9 dvt inv. a in i j a w.w AiKarlnv th A fpfnA tt mU Kntr Knra amiMV th A Pa1ntfrl gether and Instinctively lifting a foot( hills, lying still and lifeless, crushed tc the stirrup. "Who warned us yes- beneath the weight of that fallen terday In time to prevent our being horse? crushed by that rock? Judith! Why; No rest for Alan till he knew . . . vas she separated from Marrophat Descending the knoll he reined his and the others alone up there ".-hen laggiirg mount back Into the trail, fol that beast rneaked up behind her O, lowing Its winding course through the ki T a It o)lanrt rrnhhcdl !, Mta anil rmirrl Ilia ha BP nf that A Saw uiiu o " n - her and roped her to that bronco If monolithic mountain toward the June- i i pr . 'ft. ' , -sw7- ' ' His Parched Lips and Throat I fore he gained the point where the two trails Joined and struck out across the desert. And here he discovered what he thought Indisputable Indica tion that the fright of Judith's horse had persisted. Abandoning Immediately all notion of returning through the hills by the ridse-trail. he turned end swung away at the best pace he could spur from his broncho, delivering himself into the pitiless embrace of that Implaca ble wilderness of sun and sand. At long intervals he would chck the broncho and, reeling In his saddle, endeavor to sweep the desert with his binoculars. And toward the middle of the al'er noon he fancied that something re warded one such effort; something for an instant swam athwart the Celd of the glasses: something that seemed to move like a weary horse with a human figure bound to Its back. Put now the phenomena were dis cernible whi h. had he been more des ert wise, would have made him pause and think before he ventured farther from those hills, already beyond reach as they were. His first appreciated warning came when he surface of the desert sejnied to lift and shake like the top of a canvas tent in a gale. At the same time a mighty gust of wind swept athwart the waste, hot as a furnace blast. In a trice dust enveloped man and horse, a stifling cloud of super heated particles that stung the flesh like a myriad needles. And then dark ness fell, the twilight of hades, a copper-colored pall. Nothing remained visible beyond arm's length. Plinded. half suffocated, unspeak ably dismayed and bewildered, the broncho swung round, back to the blast, and refused to budge another Incn. Himself more than half-da:ed, but still hounded by his nightmare vision of Judith. Alan dismounted to escape being torn bodily from the saddle by that hellish sandblast, and seizing the bridle sought to draw the horse on with him. He wasted his strength In that en deavor: the animal balked, planted Its hoofs deep in the sand, stiffened Its legs and resisted with the stub bornness of a rock; then, of a sudden, Jerked his head smartly, snapped the bridle from his grasp and flung away, scudding before the storm. Tursuit was out of the question: Indeed, the bridle was barely torn from his hand before Alan lost sight of the broncho. For a moment he stood rooted In consternation as in a bog with un arm upthrown across his face. Then the thought of Judith re curred. . . . Head bonded and shouMers rounded. he began to forge a way into the teeth of the sandstorm. How lor.e he fought on. pitting his strength against the element, cannot be reckoned. In the end he stumbled blindly down a slinht decline ana was auru;iiy conscious that he had In some, way found sbeltt r from tho full force of tho wind He stainercd on another yard or two hreathlnc more freely, and blun dered into a rough ribbed wall or tock some sporadic outcrop, he under stood, who.-e bulk stood between him nrwl tho storm. He thought to rest for a time, until tho .form had s:ient Its greatest streneth: but as ho laid his shoulder gratefully against the rock and scrubbed the dust from hla smarting hp saw what he at first conceived to be a hallucination: Judith Trine standing within a yar:'. ct him, alive, strone free He stared incredulously, saw her recognize him, open her mourn to litter a wondering cry that was inauai hi and come oulckly nearer "Al.m! You came for me! You fol lowpii me through all this!" He threw off her hand with a bitter laugh that was like the croaking of a raven as it issued from his bone-dry throat and In momentary possession of hysteric madness, reeled away from tho woman and the shelter of the rock ,i ri..iiv..rprt himself anew to the mercy of the dust-storm. (Continued In next Issue.) Havinr this dav Qualified as admin istrator of the esta'e of J. A. Little, H.wa)ur this is to notify all persons having claims against the estate of said deceased to present same to me at my residence in New Salem town ship. Union county. X. C. on or be fore the 10th day of November. 1915, or this notice will be pleaded in bar of their ecovery. All persons in debted to said estite are required to make immediate settlement. D. L. LITTLE. Administrator of J. A. Little. Deceased. Stack Parker. Attys. $ 2 $3.00 ToOnelVrson Regular Price V BOTH veryboydy's$1.50 Delineator $150 otal A monthly salary and a liberal com mission on each order. 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