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CHAPTER III Art. "Four-finger” Spelle, so called Ik fm v his prison days because the third finger of his right hand was missing, leaned over and lifted the Colt .45 from the holster dangling at his father’s hip. "I’ll keep this ’till yuh get hack,” he sneered. "Noâ€"I don’t trust yuh. I did once â€" an’ got twenty years in the pen for it. I’d o’ rotted there for ail o’ yuh. Don’t try an’ double-cross me again, or I’ll crawl through hell on my hands and knees to get yuh. So don’t forget.” Silas, Spelle nodded and left the room. The moment he was gone, ex- convict No. 8214 crossed to the shelf and took down a nearly full quart bot- tle of whiskey. Drawing the cork he drank greedily. He sighed deeply as he replaced the bottle. He crossed to Ms father’s desk and sat down, sweep- ing papers and tally hooks aside. Very shortly Silas Spelle reappeared, his arms loaded with dishes. Four-finger Spelle ate voraciously, woltishly â€" like a starving man would. When he finally ceased the dishes were empty. He lit one of his father’s black, stogies. He leaned back in the chair and put his heel on the desk. “This is somethin’ like,” he grin- ned mockingly. ‘‘Now where yuh goin’ to bed me down so nobody’ll know I’m here?” Nobody Goes In “t been usin’ your room for a store- house since â€" since â€" well, yuh was gone,” replied the father. “Nobody ever goes in there an’ the windows are boarded up. Yore hunk's still there an’ some blankets, Yuh can hang out in there for a while, Mebbe we can make other arrangements later." ‘‘Don’t go figgerln’ too deep,” sneer- ed the eon. “I’ll make the arrange- ments. I’m goin’ to turn in now. I am tired as hell. But I take this six-gun with me an’ a Winchester besides. Re- member what I said about tryin’ to double-cross me.” “I’m net thinkin* anything of the sort,” was the angry reply. “Mebbe we can get together on somethin’ pret- ty quick what’ll be a payin’ proposi- tion. for both of us.” “Bueno. I think yuh’re tellin’ the truth for once in yore life. Me for the blankets.” Later Silas Spelle sat again in his office thinking. But now the baffled thwarted lock about him was gone. He was smiling slightly. The answer to Ms problem concerning Ed. Star- buck was at hand. Old “San Juan" Jim Delevan sat in his invalid’s chair on the wide ver- anda of the Box D ranchhouse and he stared down the slope to where a herd of Hereford cattle were milling and bellowing about the eight big troughs set otit in the rolling meadow beyond the barns and corrals below. The troughs were kept filled with water piped from the reservoir which lay be- British Remedy for RHEUMATIC ACHES $1 becomes increasingly obvious that the Rheumatic Sufferers of Canada have tor long seeking a new remedy for their nagging aches and pains. How else can you account for the enthusiastic welcome given to Fynnon Salt, a combination of natural salts of the Farthr Whenever anyone who is subject to the tor- tures of Rheumatic Pains decides to take Fynnon Salt regularly, life for him begins to wear B brighter aspect. No longer do the pam-racked joints defy his efforts to secure longed for relief because the corrective ingredients m Fynnon Saltâ€"Sodium, Potassium, Lithium-â€" iust won’t: be defied, uric Acid can't remain in the systemâ€"it has to move on. move out. And sufferers who have turned to Fynnon Salt have had good cause to bless the day they gave it a trial, Wherever the subject of Rheu- matic Pains crops up, you will hear the praises of Fynnon Salt sung. Take a % teaspoon!id of Fynnon Salt in a tumbler!ul of water every mom- ingfor your RlieumatWPains, Sciatica, Lumba- go,' etc., and you will soon be re j oicing that life has become bright and cheerful again. Your drug- gist. Bella Fynnon Salt, the proven British remedy, 7 Si a large package. If you have any difficulty getting supplies, write: LawenU&n Agencies, St. Gabriel St„ Montreal* * Issue No. 15â€"-’38 E yond the dam in the ravine which cut in on one edge of the elope a hundred yards above the ranchhouse. Still higher up lay the pine-ridged crest of the San Juan Plateau, that great, ver- dant tableland which Delevan control- led and which had been the source of Delevan’s nickname. Watering The Herd At Delevan’s elbow lay a pair of powerful binoculars. For the past three hours he had used the glasses, watching the slow, weary progress of the herd as it had wound up out of the terrible, red gulf of the Kanab Desert, which lay beneath the San Juan Plateau on the southwest and spreading out through a shimmering, blazing inferno to where, far on the horizon, reared the volanic crown of the Vermillion Cliffs. San Juan Delevan had been a big man, but since the accident two months previous the flesh had Tvasted from his craggy frame until to look at; him was to liken him to a gaunt, gnarled oak tree. His face was square- hewn, and harsh as granite, his mouth grim â€" his jaw jutting. He stirred restlessly. The odor of sweat and dust rising from the cattle came strong to his nostrils. He was hungry to he among them; to hear the creak of ten- don and clack of hoof as they moved about; to note their hard won con- tent abouts the watering troughs more closely. For San Juan Delevan loved cattle. Sturdy breed that they were, he knew desert travel was hard on the heavy, bulky Herefords, and it did his heart good to see them slaking parched, dust coated throats at the troughs filled with the sweet, spark- ling water of the plateau. But there was a furrow of worry between his keen eyes. He turned to a slender, dark-haired girl sitting be- side him. “Honey, make a count of those cat- tle,” he asked. “Don't look to me like the’s six hundred haid there.” Ronella Delevan, “Ronny” for short, laid down a bit of lacy embroidery and directed her calm, clear eyes at the cattle. Brown eyes those were, fring- ed with long curling lashes. Below them was a straight, tip-tilted nose, hewitchingly freckled. Her mouth was made for laughter, but in repose there was a hint of brooding tender- ness about. Her chin was rounded and firm, (She wore a cool, dainty, but ser- viceable gingham dress. There were no frills about Ronny Delevan. She did not need them. After a moment she looked at her father gravely. Pair of Opaque Eyes “No, dad, there isn’t. I doubt, if there is more than five hundred.” “Humph,’’ grunted Delevan gruffly, “That means Wade had trouble cros- sing the: desert. Rustlers again, I’ll wager. Why in hell don’t the man re- port? What’s he waiting for?” As though in answer a thin man with a dark saturnine face left the group of punchers and climbed slowly up the slope towards the ranchhouse. His face was inscrutable, his black eyes opaque, as he faced Delevan. “Lost near a hundred haid, boss,” WAKE UP LIKE A CAVE MAN Feel Full of Lifeâ€"No More Tired, Dull, Heavy Mornings Keep your liver healthy and you’ll feel great every morning. When yon wake up feeling “rotten” vour liver is out of order. Your "liver dears the blood of poisons, separates the nourishing part of your food from the waste. Supplies energy to muscles, tissuesand glandsâ€"gives out bile, the body s laxative, helps stomach, kidneys and in- testines' to work properly. A mere bowel movement isn’t enough, “miit-a-tiyes made from fruits and herbs, will strengthen and build up your liver like nothing else will. You’ll be amazed how well you are every morning. Try Fruit-a-tives. All druggists. FRUITATIVEStKs Stains On Linen Tips On How to Remove Them Blood or Meat Stainsâ€"Soak in cold water, then launder. If brown stain remains, bleach with Javelle water. Coffee, Cocoa or Chocolate.â€"Laun- der. If brown stain remains, bleach with Javelle water or a mild chlorine bleach, God Liver Oilâ€"Apply amylacetate (banana oil mixed with equal amount of thick soap solution. Launder. If brown stain remains, bleach with hy- drogen peroxide. Cream, Milk or Ice Créant. â€": Soak in clear water and launder. If stain remains, bleach with hydrogen perox- ide, or Javelle water. Eggâ€"Soak in cold water to remove most of egg. Launder. Salad Dressing or Butter.â€"Remove grease with carbon tetrachloride. Launder. If stain remains, bleach with hydrogen peroxide or Javelle water. Fruit and Berry.â€"Pour boiling Wat- er through stains, If they still remain, bleach with hydrogen peroxide, Jav- elle water or a mild chlorine bleach. Lipstick.â€"Launder in hot suds. If stain remains bleach with Javelle wat- er or hydrogen peroxide. Tea.â€"Wash in a solution of borax and soap. If stain remains, bleach with. Javelle water or a mild chlorine Mandarin Nails An Extravagance New Yorker Contends They Mark Decline of Our Cililizatxon In the old days Chinese mandarins let their fingernails grow and Chin- ese women bound their feet. The ob- ject in each case was to show thatx the possessors of the fingernails or feet did no useful work, and this was thought to be a credit to them. The American women do not hind their feet â€" and for that matter neither do modern Chinese women â€" hut some- thing which is called a “mandarin fin- gernail” does flourish in these parts. A New York Times reader wants to “do something about the practice.” One sympathizes with her, but sym- pathy is as far as one can go. The minority of women who wear mandar- in .fingernails Cannot play a piano or operate a typewriter or look after a baby very efficiently, and they cannot wash dishes at, all. They do feel, how- ever, that they have gained something and as long as they feel that Way we shall have to put up with them. Be More Individual The reader who brought this subject up is afraid the long nails are one of “the manifestations of a moral regres- sion toward the extravagant follies ap- parent in. declining stages of civiliza- tion.” Certainly no civilization could long survive if every one, male and fer CHILDREN of all ages thrive on “CROWN BRAND” CORN SYRUP. , They never tire of its delici- ous flavor and it really is so flood for themâ€"so give the children “CROWN BRAND” every day. Leading physicians pro- nounce KCROWN BRAND” CORN SYRUP a most satis- factory carbohydrate to use as ,a milk modifier in the feeding of tiny infants and as an energy producing food for growing children. THE FAMOUS ENERGY FOOD The CANADA STARCH COMPANY .Um**4 bleach, he stated flatly. “Rustlers rushed the cattle night 'fore last where they was bedded down at Skeleton Springs. The whole herd got on the run but we man- aged to turn ’em. But come daylight I made a count an’ found around nine- ty-five: haid missin.” 1 left Fair and Donnelly at the Springs. They’re try- ing to trail the rustlers.” (To be Continued) Navy Bolero Costume With Bel! Hop Blouseâ€"Frèsh As Spring Itself You’ll thank your lucky stars with the first; breath of Spring, if you have this charming bolero costume in your wardrobe. It is as fresh as Spring itself. In navy blue wool hopsacking it could have roseberry for the little bell hop blouse. For .variety, make an extra blouse in the demure, square-necked version. The pattern provides for same. It’s especially nice of a dirndl striped I rayon crepe. The bolero jacket, that is so much in favour right now, may be worn over other frocks. Again, you may want to make some extra jackets in pastel flannel for sports, or of crisp lace with pockets omitted, i for feminine elegance for your cock- tail or dinner dress. This easy to follow pattern may also be used for summer cottons, linen and dark solid I colors or print sheer rayons. Style No. 2758 is designed for sizes 12, 14, 16, 18, 20 years, 30, 32, 84, 36 arid 38-inches bust. Size 16 re- quires 3% yards of 39-inch material with 1 yard of 39-inch contrast. Send Fifteen Cents (16c), (coin is preferred) for pattern to Peerless Patterns, Room 421, 73 West Ade- laide St, Toronto. Write plainly your name, address and style num- ber, Be sure to state size you wish. male, allowed the nails to grow an inch beyond the ends of the fingers. But civilization can stand a good deal of nonsense from minorities. The dear ladies are merely trying to fol- low fashions in looks just as their hus- bands and brothers so often try to follow fashions in opinions. In each case the compulsion of the crowd is felt. The cure for that, and the cure for many of the world’s troubles, Is more Individualism â€" and not indiv- idualism of the rugged kind, either. Iodine Named Best Germicide Iodine is the most efficient of nine leading germicides in the elimination of bacteria, the Department of Bac- teriology of the University of Cali- fornia has determined. Dr. A. J. Salle, assistant professor of bacteriology, directed the work, which covered a wide range of ger- micides. ... Of all the germicides studied, io- dine showed the least toxicity for healthy tissue and mercurochrome the highest. For this reason, Mr. Salle said, iodine appeared to be the germicide “par excellence,” because it was highly efficient and did not destroy tissue. Next best was Hexylresorcinal. Rose oil produced in Bulgaria last year weighed 6,105 pounds. Blind Populate Yugoslav Town Model Community Founded By Late King For Veterans Blind- ed In Great War. All the husbands are blind and all the wives happy in Vetrenik, Yugo- slavia, a model village founded by the late King Alexander for veterans blinded in the 1914-16 war. Nine years ago the Government gave eacji man a cottage, several acres of and equipment for light farming. TB$‘ king thought they ought to have wives, too. Advertisements were' published, and twice as many girls re- sponded as were needed, most o# them surprisingly good looking. No Divorces A»ked They didn’t take time for court- shipâ€"Dr, Bamadanovitch, counsellor and mayor of the community, sized them up, paired them off, and took; them to the chapel. He gave away , every bride and was best man a* well. The Government guarantees a market for all Vetrcnik's products, and today the village is one of Yu- goslavia’s most prosperous communi- ties. Not a person has asked for A divorce, and more than 100 children have been born. VS *»â- &•< Household Science SUSAN FLETCHER i DON’T GROWL AT HASH Hash may be an old boarding-house favorite to a, few, and a hoarding house bugbear to many, but hash, when properly made, is a pretty good dish for a cold day. Here are two hash recipes that will please you: Beef Hash 2 cups chopped cold roast beef or steak 2 to 4 cups chopped boiled potatoes 1 cup beef gravy or hot water 4 tablespoons butter Salt and pepper Pitt butter (or substitute) into a frying pan and then put in the meat and potato, salt and pepper, moisten with beef gravy or hot water, and co- ver. Let it steam or heat through thor- ougly, stirring occasionally to mix it evenly and also to keep it from stick- ing. When done it should he neither watery nor dry, but just firm enough to stand well when dished. If onion is liked, fry two or three slices in the fat before the hash is added. Corned-Beef Hash 2 cups chopped corn beef . :.,, 2 cups cooked potatoes % cup milk or water 2 tablespoons butter or fat STOP THEM SCREAMING ! If vou worryâ€"with that queer taut feeling in your stomachâ€"take PHOSFEBINE. A few tiny, economical drops each day will help steady those ragged nerves, improve your appetite, build up your strength. At druggist*. 60c, $1.00 and $1.60. 68 PHOSFERÏNFÆfX Salt .and pepper Mix beef and potatoes together very lightly and season. Pour the milk into a frying-pan with half the fat and, when this is warm, turn in the hash, spreading it evenly and placing thé rest of the fat, cut in pieces, on the top. Cover the pan and place it where the hash will cook slowly for half ait hour. There should then be it rich, thick crust; on the bottom. Do not stir the hash. Fold it. as an omelet is fold- ed and place it on a warm platter. 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