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IT ALICE of OLD]
? VINCENNES I
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CHAPTER XIII.
A MEETING IN THE WILDERNESS.
BEVERLEY set out on his mid
winter Journey to Kaskaskia
with a tempest in his heart,
iiml It was perhaps the storm's
energy that gave him the courage to
face iindnunted anil undoubting what
his experience must have told him lay
In his path. Whnt meant suffering to
him if lie could hut rescue Alice? And
what were life should he fail to rescue (
her? The old, old snug bummed in his
heart, every phrase of it distinct almve j
the tumult of the storm. Could cold
and hunger, swollen streams, ravenous
wild beasts and scalp hunting savages
bailie him? No; there is no barrier
that can hinder love. He said tlds over
and over to himself after Ids rencoun
ter with the four Indian scouts on I
Wabash, lie repeated it with every
heart boat until lie fell in with some
friendly red men, who took him to their
camp, where, to his great surprise, lie
met SI. Roussllion. It wus his song
when again lie strode off toward the
west on his lonely way.
lie did not know that l.ong Hair and
his band were fast on his track, but
the knowledge could not have urged
him to greater haste. He strained ev
ery muscle to its utmost, kept every
nerve to the highest tension. Yonder
toward the west was help for Alice.
That was ull lie cared for.
Itut if Long llair was pursuing him
witli relentless greed for the reward of
fered by Hamilton there were friendly
footsteps still nearer lichlnd him, and
one day at high noon while he Was
bending over a little tire broiling some j
liberal cute <,/( venison a linger tapped
him 011 the shoulder, lie sprang up
and grappled Oncle Jason. At the same
time, standing near by. lie saw Simon
Kenton, Ills old time Kentucky friend.
The pungled features of one and the
fine, rugged face of the other swam us
In a mist before Beverley's eyes. Ken
ton whs laughing quietly, his strong,
upright form shaking to the force of
his pleasure. He was In the early
prime of u vigorous life, not handsome,
but strikingly attractive by reason of a
certain glow in Ills face and a kindly
flash in his deep set eyes.
"Well, well, my boy!" he exclaimed,
laying his left hand on Beverley's
shoulder, while in the other he held a
long, heavy rifle. "I'm glad to see ye,
glad to see ye!"
"Thought we was Injuns, ok?" said
Oncle Jazon. "All" ef we bad 'a' been
we'd 'a' been shore o' your scalp!" The
wizened old Creole cackled gleefully.
"And where are ye gnln'V" demand
ed Kenton. "Ye'ro uiukln' what lacks
a heap o' belli' a bee line for some
place or other."
Beverley was dazed and vacant mind
ed. Things seemed wavering and dim.
He pushed the two men from him and
gazed at them without Hpeuklng. Their
presence and voices did not conviuce
him.
"Yer meat's a-burnin'." said Oncle
Jazon, stooping to turn It on the stnol- |
derlng coals. "Ye must la- huugry.
Cookin'-enough for a regiment."
Kenton shook Beverley with rough
familiarity as if to rouse his faculties.
"What's the matter? Fits, my lad,
don't ye know Si Kenton? It's not so
long since we were like brothers, iukI
now ye don't speak to me. Ye've not
forgotten me. Fits!"
"ilebby tie don't like ye as well as
ye thought he did," drawled Oncle
Jazon. "I hev known o' fellers n-bein'
mistaken jes' thet way."
? Beverley got his wits together as best
' he copkl. taking In the situation by
such degrees as seemed at the time un
duly slow, hut which were really mere
momentary falteritigs.
"Why, Kenton! Jazon!" he presently
exclaimed, a cordial gladness blending
with his surprise. "How did you get
here? Where did you come from?"
He looked from one to the other back
-v-til forth with ?i wnrulorimr vttiilo
breasfng over. '.As bronzed and deter
mined face. '
"We've been hot on yer trail for thir
ty hours." said Kenton. "Houssillon
put us on it hack yonder. Hut what
are ye up to? Where are ye coin'?"
"I'm going to Clark at Kaskaskia to
brim; him yonder." He waved his
hand eastward. "I nui going to take
Vlncennes and kill Hamilton."
"Well, ye're taktn' a mighty queer
course, my l>oy, If ye ever expect to
find Kaskaskia Ye're already twenty
miles too far south."
"Carryln' Ids gun 011 the same shoul
der all tlie time." said Ouele J axon,
"has made Mm kind o' swing in u curve
like. 'Tnlu't cimmI luek nohow to cnrry
yer gun on yer lef shoulder. When
ye do It rneks ye take a longer step
with yer right foot than ye do with
yer lef, an' ye enn't walk a strnlght
line to save yer liver. Ventrebleu! I.a
venalson brule encore! Ixtok at that
dasted ment burnln' ag'in!"
He Jumped back to the fire to turn
the scorching ruts.
Beverley wrung Kenton's hand and
looked Into his eyes as a man does
when an old friend comes suddenly out
of the pnst, so to say, and brings the
freshness and comfort of a strong, true
soul to brace him In bis hour of great
est need.
"Of all men In the world, Simon Ken
ton, yon were the leaat expected. But
how glad I am. bow thankful! Now I
- "C
know f shall suee<s-d. We are coins to
capture Vlncennes, Kenton, are we
not? We shall, shan't we, Jazon?
Nothing, nothing can prevent us, can
ttr
Kenton heartily returned the pres
sure of the young man's hand, while
Oucle Jazon looked up c|Ulzzh'ally and
said:
"We're a tol'ble 'spectable lot to pre
vent; hut, then, we might git pervent
ed. I've seed better men 'an us purty
consld'hle pervented lots o' times in my
life."
"For my part," aaid Kenton, "I am
with ye, old boy. in anything ye want
to do. Itut now ye've got to tell me
everything. I see that ye're keepin'
something back. What is It?" He
glanced sidewise slyly at Oncle Jazon.
Beverley was frank to a fault, but
somehow his heart tried to keep Alice
all to itself, lie hesitated; then?
"I broke my parole with Governor
Hamilton," he said. "He forced me to
do It. I feel altogether justified. I
told him beforehand that I should cer
tainly leave Vlncettnes and go get a
force to capture and kill him, and I'll
do it. Simon Kenton; I'll do It!"
"I sec, I see," Kenton assented, "but
what was the row about? What did
he do to excite ye, to make ye feel jus
tified in breakin' over yer parole in
tliat high handed way? Fitz. 1 know
ye too well to be tooled by ye. You've
got somelhln' in mind that ye don't
want to tell. Well, then, don't tell it.
Oncle Jazon and I will go it blind,
won't we, Jazon?"
"Blind us two moles," said the old
man; "but, as for tliet secret," he add
ed, winking both ey? - at once, "I don't
know art it'rt so mighty hard to guess.
It's always safe to 'niaginrf a woman
in tile case. It's mostly women thet I
?omls men a-trottln' off 'bout nothin",
?ort o' crazylihe."
Beverley looked guilty and Oncle Ju- j
zon coutiuued:
"They'a a pooty ga 1 at Vineennes, an' j
I see the you lie man a-steppin' into
her house about fifteen times a diy
'fore I lef the place. Mebbo site's tuck
up w'P one o' them English officers.
Gala is slippery an' onsartin'."
"Jazon," cried Beverley, "stop that in
stantly. or I'll writer your old neck!"
His atiKer was real, and he meant what
he said. He clinched his hands and
glowered.
"Don't get mad at the old man," said
Kenton, plucking Beverley aside. "lltfs
yer friend front his heels to his old !
scalped crown. lot hltn have his fun." '
Then, lowering his voice almost to a
whisper, he continued:
"I waa in Vineennes for two days
and nights spy In' around. Mine, (iodic*
hid me in her house when there vvza
need of it. I know how it is with y?.
1 got all the gossip aliout yo and the
young lady, as well as all the informa
tion about Hamilton and his forces
thnt Colonel Clark wants. I'm goin'
to Kaskaskla, but I think It qulto pos
sible that Clark will be on his march to
Vineennes before we get there, for J
Vigo has taken liitu full particulars as
to the fort and its garrison, aiul I know
that lie's determined to capture lite
whole thing or die tryin'."
Beverley felt his henrt swell and his i
blood leap strong in his veins at these I
words.
"I saw ye while 1 was In Vineennes,"
Kenton added, "but 1 never let ye
see me. Ye were a prisoner, and I
had no business with ye while your
parole held. 1 felt that It was best not
to tempt ye to give me aid or to let ye
have knowledge of me while I was a
spy. I left two days before ye did and
should have been at Kaskaskla hy this
time if 1 hadn't run across Jazon, who
detained me. He wanted to go with me,
and I waited for hint to repair the
B?.? L- -if l.lo ..1.1 IT-. 1 I*
on" iv ?'i 111^ ?m jKuu. ii'* uirnmii ?n n ,
'twi-on meals mill showers for hgJ!f n
wii'k at the Iiidinn village btutYyonder
before be got It Just to srtilt him. Hut
I toll vr lie's wofh unit in' for nn.v i
1/tn.tfh. of tlmie, iitnl I was Kind to let
him linve bis way."
Kenton, who was still a yotttiK man
111 ills early thirties, respected Bever
ley's reticence on the subject upper
most in his miml. Mine. Godere had
told the whole story with flamboyant
embellishments. Kenton had soon Al
ice, and. Inspired with the gossip and a
surreptitious glimpse of her beauty, he
felt lierfectly familiar with Beverley's
condition. He was himself n victim of
the tender passion to the extent of lie
iiiK an exile from Ills VlrKinla home,
which he had left on account of dan
gerously wounding a rival. Hut he
was well touched with the backwoods
man's taste for Joke and banter. He
and Oncle Jazoti. therefore, knowing
the main feature of Beverley's predica
ment. enjoyed making the most of their
opportunity in their rode hut lierfectly
generous and kindly way.
By Indirection and impersonal de
tails. as regitrilisl Ills feelings toward
Alice. Beverley in due time made his
friends understand that his whole am
bition was centered in rescuing her.
Nor did the motive fail to enlist their
sympathy to the utmost. If all the
world loves a lover all men linvlng the
best virile Instinct will fight for a lov
er's cause. Both Kenton and Oncle Ja
xon were enthusiastic. They wanted
nothing better than an opportunity to
aid in rescuing any girl who had shown
so much patriotism and pluck. But
]
Oncle Jazou was fond of Alloc, ami
Beverley's story affected hiui |ieciiliar
ly 011 her account.
"Tbey'i one question I'm a-goin' to
I?ut to ye, young man," be said after be
bad beard everythiiuf and tbey bad
talked It all over, "an' 1 want ye to an
swer it straight as a bullet font yer
I gun."
"Of course, Jason. Go ahead." said
lleveyiey. "I shall be glad to answer."
' Hut bis njiud was far away with the
cold haired maiden in Hamilton's pris
on. He scarcely knew what be was
saying.
"Air ye expectin' to marry Alice
itoiissl llou ?"
Beverley started us If n blow bad
1 been allied at hiiu. Oncle Juzou's
question Indeed was a blow as unex
pected as It was direct and powerful.
"I know it's pisity p'iuted," the old
man ndd<d after a short pause, "nil' ye
may think thet I ain't got no busin> ss
nskln' it, but I have. That leetle gal's
a pet o* mine, an' I'm a-lrsikiu' after
her an' exjiectln' to se< thet she's not
liotbered by nolssly who's not goin* to
do riirlit by her. Marryin' Is a mighty
good thing. but"?
Kenton had been peeping under the
low bunging scrub oak boughs while
Oncle Jazou was speaking these last
words, and now he suddenly interrupt
ed:
"The deuce! I.ook yonder!" he growl
ed out In startling tone. "Injuns!"
It was a sharp snap of the conversa
tion's thread, and at the same time our
three friends realized that they had
been careless in not keeping a better
lookout. They let fall the meat they
had not yet finished eating and seized
their guns.
Five or six dark forms were moving
toward them across a little point of the
prairie that cut Into the wood a quarter
of a mile distant.
"Yander's more of em." said Oncle i
Jazon. as If not in the least concerned,
wagging his head in an opposite direc- |
noil, rrom which anoiner squad was
approaching.
Tliut ho July appreciated tlio situn
tton appeared only in the celerity with
which he acted.
Iventon at once assumed command,
and his companions felt his perfect fit
uess. There was 110 doubt from Uie
lirst as to what tlie Indians meant, but
even if there had been it would have
soon vanished, for in less than three
minutes twenty-one savages were
swiftly and silently forming a circle in
closing the spot where the three white
men, olio had covered themselves as
liest they could with trees, waited in
grim steadiness for the worst.
Quite beyond gunshot range, but near
enough feu* Oncle Jazon to recognize
Long Ilair as their leader, the Indians
liulted and began making signs to one
another all round the line. Evidently
I hey dreaded to test the marksmanship
of such rillemen as they knew most
border men to be. Indeed Long Hair
hud personal knowledge of what might
certainly be expected from both Ken
ton and Oncle Jazon. They were terri
ble when out for Bglit. The red war
riors from Georgia to the great lakes
had heard of them; their names smack
ed of tragedy. Nor was Beverley with
out fame among Long liair's followers,
who had listened to the story of ids
Ughting qualities brought to Vincennes
by ths two survivors of the Mooting
party so cleverly defeated by him.
"The liver colsred cowards," said
Kenton, "are afeared of its in a shoot
in' match. They know that a lot of
'cm would have to die if they should
uudortako an open tight with us. It's
some sort of a sneak in' game they are
studyin' about just now."
"I'm a-gittin' inos' too ole to shoot
wo'th a cent," said Oncle Jazon. "hut
I'd give half o' my scalp of thet Long
Hair would come dost enough fo' me
to git a bead onto his lef eye. It's tor
lde plain tl < t we're gone goslln's this
time, I'm thiukin'. Still it'd bo mighty
satisfyln' it 1 could plug out a lef eye
or two 'fore I go."
Beverley was sileut. The words of
his companions were heard by him, but
not noticed. Nothing Interested him
save the thought of escaping and mak
ing his way to Clark. To fail meant in
finitely more than death, of which he
had as small fear as most brave men,
tiud to succeed meant everything that,.
lire could oiler. Ho ill tlie uni:.Hated
selfishness of love he dl&'not take his
companions into ivi';?fiint.
Tie.' tj lee stood In u close set clump
p.'i lour or five scrub onks at the high
est point of a thinly wooded knoll that
sloped down in all directions to the
prairie. Their view was wide, hut in
places obstructed by the trees.
"Men," said Kenton nfter a thought
ful and watchful silence, "the thing
looks kind o' squally for us. I don't
see much of a chance to get out of this
alive, but we've got to try."
He showed by the density of his
voice and a certain gray film in his
face that he felt the awful gravity of
the situation, but be was calm, and not
a muscle quivered.
"Tliey's Jes' two chances for us,"
said Oncle Jazon, "an' them's as slim
as a broom straw. We've got to stan'
here an' fight it out or wait till night
an' sneak through atween 'em an' run
for it."
"I don't see any hope o' sneakin'
through the line," observed Kenton.
"It's not goln' to lie dark tonight."
"Wa-a-1," Oncle Jazon drawled non
chalantly while he took in n quid of to
bacco, "I've been into tighter squeezes
'an this many a time, an' I got out
too."
"Likely enough," said Kenton, still
reflecting while his eyes roamed
around the circle of savages.
"I tit the skunks in Ferginny 'fore
ye's thought of. SI Kenton, an' down
in Car'liua In them hills. If ye think
I'm a-goln' to be scalped where they
ain't no scalp 'ithout trytn' a few
dodges, yer a dad dasteder fool 'an I
used to think ye was, an' thet's nankin'
a big compliment to ye."
"Well, we don't have to argy this
question, Oncle Jazon. They're a-glt
A ii'tirrior ten/ml hhjh arid fell
paralyzed.
tin' ready to run in upon us, and we've
not to fight. I say, Beverley, are ye
ready for fast shoot in'? Have ye got
a-plenty o' bullets?"
"Yes; Ifoussillon gave nie a hundred.
Do you think"?
He was interrupted by a yell that
leaped front savage mouth to mouth
all round the eirele. and then Un
charge began.
"Steady, now!" growled Kenton.
"I.et's not be In a hurry. Wait till
they come nigh enough to hit 'em be
fore we shoot."
The time was short, for the Indians
came on at Imost race horse speed.
Onele Jazon fired first, the long, keen
crack of his small bore rffle splitting
tbe air with a suggestion of vicious
energy, and a lithe young warrior who
was outstripping all his fellows leaped
high and fell paralysed.
"Ciwi't shoot wo'tli a cent." cut
tered the old man, deftly beginning to
reload his gun tlie while, "but I jes'
happened to hit that buck. He'll never
git uiy scalp, tliet's sartiu and sure."
Beverley and Kenton eaeli likewise ?
dropped an Indian, but the shots did
not even check tin1 rush. Long Hair
had planned to capture his prey, not
kill it. Every savage had his orders to
take the white men alive. Hamilton's
larger reward depended on this.
Bight on they came, as fast as their
nimble legs could curjy them, yelling
like demons, and they reached the
grove before the three white men could
reload their guns. Then every war
rior took cover behind a tree and be
gan scrambling forward from bole to
bole, thus approaching rapidly without
much exposure.
A struggle ensued which for desper
ate energy has probably never been
surpassed. I.ike three lions at bay,
the white men met the shock, and lion
like they fought in the midst of seven
teen stalwart and determined savages.
"Hon't kill them. Take them alive.
Throw theui down and hold them," was
Long Hair's order, loudly shouted In
the tongue of his tribe.
Both Kenton and Jason understood
every word and knew the significance
of snoh a command from the lender. It
naturally came into Kenton's mind
that Hamilton had been informed of
bis visit to Vincennes and had offered
a reward for his capture. This being
true, death as a spy would be the cer
tain result if he were taken back. He
might as well die now. As for Bever
ley, he thought only of Alice yonder as
he had left her a prisoner iu Hamil
ton's hands. Onele Jazon, if he thought
ut all. probably considered nothing but
present escape, though he prayed audi
bly to the Blessed Virgin even while he
lay helpless upon the ground pinned
down by the weight of an enormous
Indian. He could not move any part of
himself save his lips, and these me
chanically put forth the wheezing sup
plication.
Beverley and Kenton, being young
and powerful, were not so easily mas-,
tered. For awhile itp'"?<l V-oV "ap
peared to be- more than holding their
owu^lhey time and time again scat
j tered the entire crowd by the violence
of their muscular efforts, und after it
had tinully closed in upon tlieni In a
solid body they swayed and swung It
back and forth and round and round
until the writhing, savage mass looked
ns if caught in the vortex of a whirl
wind. Hut each tremendous exertion
could not last long. Eight to one made
too great a difference between the eon
tending parties, and the only possible
conclusion of the struggle soon came.
Seized upon by desperate, clinging,
woltlike assailants, the white men felt
their arms, legs and bodies weighted
down and their strength fust going.
Kenton fell next after Oncle J axon
and was soon tightly bound with raw
hide thongs. He lay on his back pant
ing and utterly exhausted, while Hev
erley still kept up the unequal tight.
Long Hair sprang in at the last mo
ment to make doubly certain the secur
ing of his most important captive. He
tiling his long and powerful arms
around Beverley from behind and
made a great effort to throw hint upon
the ground. The young man, feeling
this fresh and vigorous clasp, turned
himself alsiiit to put forth one more
mighty spurt of power. He lifted the
stulwart Indian liodily and dashed hint
headlong against the buttressed root of
a tree half a rod distnnt, breaking the
smaller bone of his left forearm and
well nigh knocking litui senseless.
It was u flue exhibition of manly
strength, but there could be nothing
gained by it. A blow on the back of
bis head the next Instant stretched
Beverley face downward and uncon
scious on the ground. The savages turn
ed him over and looked satisfied when
they found that he was not dead. They
bound him with even greater care than
they had shown in securing the others,
while Long Hair stood by stolidly look
lng on, meantime sup|iorting his broken
forearm in bis band.
"Ugh. dot'!" be grunted and gave i
Beverley a kiek in the aide. Then
turning a fiendish stare upon Oucle
Juzou, he proceeded to deliver against
his old, dry ribs three or four like con
tributions with resounding effect.
"Polecat! Little old greasy woman!"
he snarled. "Make good tire for war
rior to dunce by!" Kenton also re
ceived his full share of the kicks and
verbal abuse, after which Long Hair
gave orders for tires to be built. Then
he looked to his hurt arm and had the
bone set and bandaged, never so much
as wincing the while.
It was soon apparent that the Indians
purjs>sed to celebrate their successful
enterprise with a feast. They cooked
a large amount of buffalo steak. Then,
each with his hands full of the savory
meat, they began to dance around the
tires, droning meantime an atrociously
repellent chant.
Before this was ended a rain begun
to fall, and it rapidly thickened from a
desultory shower to a roaring down
pour that effectually quenched not only
the tires around which the savages
were dancing, hut the enthusiasm of
the dancers as well. During the. rest j
of the afternoon and all night long the '
full was incessant, accompanied by a i
fold, panting, wailing southwest wind. I
Beverley lay on the ground face up- i
ward, the rawhide strings torturing his
limbs, the chill of cold water searching '
his bones. lie could see nothing but
hit- uiiii, Sinui.uf cuuujiy uj ujim^ ram,
against which the bare boughs of the
scrub oaks were vaguely outlined; he
could hear nothing but the cry of the
wind and the swash of the water which
fell upon him and ran under him. bub
bling and gurgling as if Uendishly ex
ultant.
The night dragged on through its ter
rible length, dealing out it* indescriba
ble horrors, and at last morning ar
rived, with a stingy and uncertain gift
of light slowly increasing until the
dripping trees appeared forlornly gray
and brown against eloud* now bretS
ing Into masses that gave but little
rain.
There was great stir among the In
dians. Long Ilair stalked aliout scru
tinizing the ground. Beverley saw him
come near time and again with a hid
eous. inquiring scowl on 1 * face.
Grunts and laconic exclamations pass
ed from mouth to mouth, and present
ly the import of it all could not be mis
taken. Kenton and Juzou were gone?
had escaped during the night?aud the
rain had completely obliterated their
tracks.
The Indians were furious. Long Hair
sent out picked parties of bis best
scouts with orders to scour the coun
try in all directions, keeping with him
self a few of the older warriors. Bev
erley was fed what he would eat of
venison, and Iarng Huir made him un
.
Beverley daxhed hini headlong hgalnst I
the root of a tree. I.
derstand that he wytfiii""dare to suffer !
some terrible-'punishment on account of
?hc-^non of his companions.
Late in the day the scouts straggled ,
back with the report that 110 track or ;
sign of the fugitives had been discov
ered. and immediately a consultation
was held. Most of the warriors, in
cluding all of the young bucks, de
manded a torture entertainment as
compensation for their exertions and i
the unexpected loss of their own pris- j
oners, for it had been agreed that Bev
erl '.v belonged exclusively to Long
Hair, who objected to anything which
might deprive him of the great reward
offered by Hamilton for the prisoner
If brought to him alive.
In the end it was agreed that Bever
lej* should be made to run the gantlet,
provided that no deadly weapons were
used upon him during the ordeal.
(To bp Contimipd Next Week.)
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There II Be no Irish There.
A woman sat in a street-car in
a Canadian town one day when
the car stopped at a crossing
and another woman got in and
sat beside the other woman say
ing, "Well, well, Airs. Fiewclose,
wherever have you been all sum
mer?"
"Oh, we were at the Lake."
"80 were we?at brand Bend."
"We were at Port Stanley,"
said the woman who had opened
the oratorical contest.
"Have a nice time?"
"Well, not exactly. There's so
many Irish there," she added
with a weary look, but without
so much as a glance about the
car.
"Same way at the Bend?Irish,
Irish everywhere."
A stout lady under a green hat
that turned up behind sat in the
seat immediately in front of the
elocutionists. The stout lady
turned and sized them up, but by
this time they were dead to the
world.
As the car rattled on they
talked of everything and most
everybody, and finally fetched
up at the summer resort with
Irish for dessert.
By this time there was Irish
stew in the front seat.
The stout person under the
pea-green hat turned and shone
011 them. "Ladies," she began,
"1'ave me give yez a bit uv
advice?the nixt time ye get a
holiday, yez better spend it in
hell?there'll be no Irish there."?
Cy Warinau, m .May Lippin
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Harper's Magazine.
Two of the leading features of
Harper's Magazine for May are
an article on Ham et, by Theo
dore YVatte-Duntoo, and "Our
System of Neutrality," by Pro
fessor John Hassett Moore, of
Columbia University. The lead
nig stories are "Josephine," by
Edward S. Martin; "The Black
Death," by Warrick Deeping;
"The Gray Chieftain," by "A
Sioux Indian" "The Cenotaph,"
by Mary| Tracy Earle; There
are several other stories by well
known writers, and the usual de
partments are well up to the
standard.
The Secret of Happiness.
The secret of happiness in the
home is love. Pure, true, un
selfish love and a great abun
dance of it. Enough to outweigh
all pride and jealousy.
Sometimes in the home there
will arise misunderstandings.
Sometimes one is tired, and
hasty a word is spoken. Some
times we have a "blue day,"
when everything goes wrong.
But to offset all tnese there are
three small words?.
I love you'' drives the frowns away;
I love you dries the tears*
I love y.<v\ *u j tY. words to say
'To brighten all the years.
I love you brings tin*sunny smile; *
I love you cheers the heart;
I love you makes life worth the while
And bids all gloom depart.
?.\label Chase Norman in National
Magazine for May.
All luxury corrupts cither the
morals or the taste.?Joubert.
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