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THE LEADING CHARACTERS EDISON, FORBES, a young resiâ€" dent of Scottdale with an inherent craving for liquor, is held for the death of a woman who has been killâ€" ed by a bootlegging truck. Circumâ€" ltantinl evidence points to Forbes and rather than tell the truth of the episode, which would clear him but cast another friend in a bad light, he stands trial and is sentenced to a long term in prison. The governor of the state, an old friend of Eddie‘s fathâ€" er, believes him innocent and parâ€" dons him shortly after his arrival at the jail. Back in Scottdale he andâ€"â€" SCOOTS LIBBEY, a worthless character, who has smashed his maâ€" chine into another car, killing its lone eccupant, a woman. . Forbes‘ comâ€" panion and Libbey quit the scene hurriedly, leaving the former alone to face a constable who reasons that Eddie, with the scent of whiskey about him, must be.connected in some way with the accident. Accordingly, Forbes is arrested. THURSDAY, AUVGUST\18, 1927 PATSY JANYZ, Eddie‘s pretty wife, agree that public sentiment runs too high against him. Accordâ€" ingly they migrate up north to some land that has been in the family for years. Settled in their log cabin. ISAIAH SEALMAN, a neighbor, pays the Forbes a visit and intimates that there are some back taxes for the young couple to pay. Sealman offers to give Eddie a job after he goes down to Long Portage, a nearby town, and learn about the taxes. The next day while walking about their property they discover a mysâ€" terious mound that contains outâ€" erops similar to salt. At the tax office. Forbes learns that the back taxes.amount to over $800 and that the certificates are held by a Chicago capitalist who is eager to obtain the property. Eddie has five months to pay. A few days later he helps a too freely of his liquor and as a reâ€" sult Patsy warns him that the next occurrence of a similar nature will result in her departure. Sealman hears of the trip to the tax office and makes a generous offer for their place, but Eddie, scenting something in the air, declines. Sealman refuses him work and several weeks pass. Then one day, Eddie‘s resolves weaken and he accepts a ride aboard another liquor truck. He drinks heavily. booze truck out of the mud and is presented with a bottle of whiskey which he hides before walking over * Not finding him #1,~Radié Wibibes CHAPTER XI $ Shanghaied | Eddieâ€"â€"lay for many ‘hours in a} stuper so profound it was deathlike. For other hours he was in a delirium | shot through with the misery of red] illnés. His head ached. His flesh protested ‘as though it were bein(l torn from his bones. The bones| themselves seemed packed with pain.! He was immured in a violentlyâ€"movâ€"| ing heHâ€"which schecched and clatterâ€"| ed. beneath him, and tossed him unâ€" feelingly about. f It was early night of the second day ‘before consciousness returned. He was very weak, and his head throbbed violently. He was able afâ€" ter many attempts to sit up, bracing himself against a wall or partition while he groped in the maze that netâ€" ted him. First, he was in darkness, clangâ€" orous ‘and complete. Second, he was in a railway freight car in full moâ€" tion. How he got there he could not recall: Think as he would, his head between â€"his hands, he could not reâ€" member nothing after the first drink on the rumâ€"cruiser. ltmllmtimorfmheould stand up. His trembling fingers reâ€" vealed that he was prisoned in a narrow space running between the two doors in the center of the car. ‘There were crosswise partitions holdâ€" ing in place a cargo that pounded and rasped with the motion of the train. Further explorations told him the cargo was hardened bolts about four feet in length. He tried the two doors. He vu‘ able to slide each of them a little way. He‘could not open them, beâ€" cause they were sealed. It was apâ€" parent that they were now in the outskirts of a most ideal railroad centre. Pencils twilight from sucâ€" cessive streetlamps pierced the darkâ€" ness of: the prison fleetingly. The train _ rattled _ interminably _ over switchpoints. The droning sound of their progress proved that long lines of cars paralled them on sidings. _ Resolution overcame weakness. He had to get out! He crawled up the partition on his left. There was space for his body between the topâ€" most layer of bolts and the car roof. He wriggled forward, toward the litâ€" tle door, high up, in the end of the .l i he B Phiiredt ow dirmiadD cpe t iz D 7 6 wriggled forward, toward the litâ€" as the sun mounted, and signs told ,m_hM.,_umfiamhhnMMfld‘ . his journey. There, at last, was the mmmmum-zwfi-&hmm eâ€"could not budge . it. inched | of their fand, from which he could see ickward to the center of the car,| the cabin. * + ossed the open space, andâ€" mountâ€"| . He hurried until he was almost runâ€" & T 2t sls 4 Clauas WA oaty c m s were not piled so high. He was soon examining the rear end door. It was faxtened, but seemed weak. He found a slender bolt which etuld be handled as a batteringâ€"ram. f Halfâ€"sitting, _ halfâ€"crouching, _ he drove it against the Iifi.le door which had been cracked across in the past by shifting cargoes. Soon he had broken away two of the boards comâ€" posing it, so that he could reach out, twist off the seal and remove the hasp. The door slid back easily. He was free. But another probâ€" lem presented itself. The train puffâ€" ed steadily onward. _ The wheels made evil noises on the many curves, and the cars feaned sharply to the new direction. How could he, in his weakened condition, crawl out the narrow doorway, find the grabâ€"irons and descended them to safety? He was sure to fall between the cars and be ground to pieces. Fortune inclined to him in friendly fashion. There was a long whistleâ€" train slowed, stopped. He could hear blast from the locomotive, and the men, calling to one apother. The train was standing by a long freight shed, whose platform was illumined by many arclights. Seals were being broken; there was a rattling of hand trucks. The top was a permanent one. | He carried a dollar bill for emerâ€" gencies in a small pocket of his trouâ€" 1.-1-”. and this had been overlooked. lthn. on the windows of a dingy | store on the street beside the railroad |grade he was invited to "Eat Here," ‘he descended. _ He spent. seventy cents for coarse filling food. l It revived him wonderfully. When |he took to the grade again his aches [and paints had grown more subdued. | His head was clearer; he was no \longer so terrifying dizzy. Fortuâ€" | nately the night was warm for April. | After two hours of walking a lumberâ€" He crawled out of the little end door dizzily, found the grab irons, and descended in the darkness on the side opposite the platform. He was in a narrow aisle between two lines of cars. He turned in the diâ€" rection from whence he had came. The terminal was Chicago.. This he learned from electric signs when the yards broadened out beyond the end of the train. He was several hundred miles from Long Portage. The first problem was food; the secâ€" ond, to get back to Patsy Jane as soon as possible. Remorse scourged him as he thought of her alone in the cabin in the wilderness, worrying over him, torn with suspense at his abâ€" ~ whke, themst etx.._Sugglcion becaffie a. &‘g The rumâ€"runners had ‘dFigged and shanghaied him.â€" To make results more effective, they had robbed him of the few dollars he had had. Their motive was a mystery which could be left to the future for solution. Meanâ€" time,. there was satisfaction in the thought that he had opened an acâ€" count in the Long Portage State bank, a few days previously, and deâ€" posited nearly all his money. _‘ longer so terrifying dizzy. Fortuâ€" nately the night was warm for April. After two hours of walking a lumberâ€" yard invited him. He crawled through strands of barbed wire and laid down on some sheltered planks, odorous withâ€" the scent of the north. He slept soundly. Winning his way home was not casy. He was inexperienced in stcalâ€" ing rides. He walked many miles. Eating was a problem, though rot a serious one. When he asked for food at back doors, he offered so earnestly to work for it that he was rarely reâ€" fused. When the work was efficiently and eagerly performed, the grateful houseâ€"wife, usually gave him a packâ€" age of food for the coming meal. He passed through Scottdale at night on the bumpers of a fast freight. It was early, but the little town slumbered peacefully, its ares illuminating empty streets. Nostalâ€" gin and selfâ€"pity . him was he clung to a bnkm rumbled through the place where he was born. He yearned toward it, even though it regarded him as a criminal, an outâ€" cast and a failure. He dropped from an enipty car at daybreak, the sixth day of his abâ€" sence, in the Long Portage yards. He was tired and hungry and dirty; but he. could not wait. ; He hurried up the cement sidewalk which flanked the broad main street. His footsteps clicked hollowly in the hush that setâ€" tles on the world just before sunrise. He was well beyond the town when the sun appeared on the winding sandy track ahead of him, sentineled in its arising by two stubs of what had once been giant pines. Fatigue slowed his footsteps in the waist of the long tramp. He saw nb one; there was no friendly motorcar to offer a lift. He scanned the horiâ€" zon ahead with increasing edgerness ond of| the slender chance offered. He flung us the| himself across the room and hard andary | A@ainst the man‘s stomach. The latâ€" ald see | ter, @h instant too f his a danger and tried to gun. st rum.| But Eddie was inside, arms her threat. Smoke was rising from the chimney of the cabin. All was right with the world. With Pat beâ€" side him he could make good and show the world that its persecution was as unfair as it was cruel. He would get a job, redeem this home in the wilderness they had both come to love. And he would never drink again! CHAPTER XHI A Fight He began to note ominous signs. The place had a downâ€"atâ€"theâ€"heel and neglected air. There was an unsightâ€" ly litter by the woodshed. Papers were strewn about the sandy yard. Something was wrong. He veered cautiously to bring the garage beâ€" tween the open back door and himâ€" self. He did this after a cry of greetâ€" ing had died unuttered on his lips. This didn‘t look like Patsy Jane. It was as squalid as a city slum. He guessed correctly that the ocâ€" cupant of the cabin was cooking a late breakfast in the kitchen. The door of the kitchen opened to the south and there was no window on the west side, from which he apâ€" proached. The sand stilled his footâ€" steps. He gained the door without detection. His teeth set themselves when he noted the composition of the heaps about the woodshed. It was his own furniture and bedding, bundled out, unsheltered. He applied his eye to a crack in the rear of the garage. A small car, much more battered and rusty than his own with soiled gunâ€" ny sack bundles on the sagging runâ€" ning boards was within. As his shadow fell across it, the sole occupant of the small room lookâ€" ed up from his task. He was a meanâ€" faced, nartowâ€"eyed man with a stubâ€" ble of beard on his line cheeks. He was in the garb of the motorâ€"tramp, soiled cotton shirt, the sleeves rolled up; khaki breeches, stained with grease; worn canvas leggings; and stubby brown shoes. A cigarette hung | _ Eddie came slowly to his feet. He lwas careful to take no forward step. ‘For the man‘s eyes were deadly. \ Here was a killer, who would shoot | without conscience and without mercy | if it seemed expedient to shoot. "What are you doing in my house?" growled Eddie. {Sromy bigslip; ; HMeâ€" 45 z1 m@i%fir of bacén® n The man was startled, but his quick recovery showed he was not unpreâ€" pared for a visitor. The fork on which the bacon was impaled clatâ€" tered into the pan and the man dodged into the livingroom through the door behind him. It was his inâ€" tention to close it, but he was not quick enough. Eddie‘s body crashed against it; his foot thrust itself into the narrowing .crack. Seeing that he had failed, the moâ€" torâ€"tramp withdrew his weight sudâ€" denly, so that Eddie was overâ€"balâ€" anced and fell into the livingroom on his hands and knees. The stranger retreating to a bunk in the farthest corner, had snatched up a rifle. Now he covered Eddie, the weapon against his hip. & "Your house? Say, you got a nerve!" was the insolent response. "This old shack is empty, goin‘ to be sold for taxes, and you talk about ‘your‘ house! It ain‘t yours as much as it is mine." "You lie!" snapped Eddie. "It‘s mine. Get out of here, quick." The deadly eyes narrowed. "Betâ€" ter not call me a liar, sport. Go on, yourself, before I have to drop you." Eddie moderated his tone and his language. The stranger had the upâ€" per hand. "See here, my friend, you‘re in wrong," he said. "I own this place. _ My name is Forbes. They‘ll tell you in Long Portage it‘s my property. I‘ve been away; that‘s Since Eddie kept his distance and seemed disposed to argue, the tresâ€" passer accommodated himself to the situation. He shifted the rifle from his hip across his body, holding it slightly higher than before. It was still reasonably ready for service. jeering comment. "No one‘s lived here for years. It was here last four, five weeks. I brought that stove. This place is as much mine as it is yours." _ "You know I‘d been here," replied Eddie. "You saw my stuff, and threw it out." : "No one was here when I come," replied the man, doggedly. I like it here. I‘m goin‘ to stay. You better THE HIGHLAND PARK PRESS, HICHLAND PARK, ILLINOIS "I‘d say you been away," was his His eyes had wavered aboat the | _The weapon struck him a glancing lblow on the back of the head, the | main force "expending itself harmâ€" | lessly on his back. . The triggerâ€" i guard tore his scalp, however, and he could feel the warm blood trickle down. Now his right hand went up | to the other‘s throat, jamming his { head back against the logs. The | tramp was, of â€"necessity, compelledâ€"to !drop the rifle to avoid strangulation. | _ He tripped Eddie and they fell. But Eddie, more active, was only ‘bricfly underneath. He turned the | tramp over with a thump, and strugâ€" gled to mount astride. A heave of | the other‘s body broke his hold and | sent him flying. i Eddie had no clear picture of what | was happening. He was in a white rage that prevented clear thought. He was lumping against this hardâ€" | faced man everything that! had hapâ€" y pened in recent days, and fighting for |revinge for those happenings. + Their scuffling feet pushed the | rifle partially under a bunk. Neither { dared stoop for it. They fought with 1thvir fists. A wave of savage blows His adversary shifted his tactics. His arms, holding the gun, were free. Eddic was under them. A hand near either end, he raised the weapon to crash it down crosswise on‘ his asâ€" sailant‘s head. Eddie sensed the move, though he could not see it. He elinched still more tightly, his head burrowing downward and inward. on his face and ‘body, but he did not feel their hurt. He was knocked down, and rose to grip the other man and hurl him against the walls. Another blow sent Eddie on his head and shoulders. The stranger, with a grimace of triumph, tried to leap upon him. A frantic footâ€"thrust stopped the motorâ€"tramp. The bootâ€" heel caught him fairly, so that blood flew from his smashed nose. It was soon after that the strangâ€" er stooped to the fireplace for a bludâ€" geon. It was a sizable stick that had burned in two, leaving one piee more than a foot long in length and pyraâ€" midal in form. He caught it by the smaller end, as if by a handle. His face was contorted into the snarl of a maddened huskieâ€"dog as he threw it with all his might at Eddie‘s head. Eddie dodged just in time. The missile grazed his temple, struck the logs and rebounded in front of him ‘so that it was almost under his feet. The throw left the stranger off balâ€" ance. A heavy table stood against the wall at Eddie‘s left hand. He Through ticketing service from your own home North Shore Line station to any railroad point in the country is now offered by the North Shore Line. Through tickets may be purchased via either Chicago or Milwaukee, and baggage will be checked throgih to your ultimate destination. â€" The next time you are traveling beyond Chicago or Milwaukee, phone the North THE NORTH SHORE LINES OWN WISCONSIN Lake Geneva Twin Lakes Powers Lake Chicago North Shore & Milwaukee Railroad Co. / fl ‘The Road of Service n_ MICHIG A N ‘Take North Shore Line to Milwaukee; Pere Marquiette might steamer from there; arrive Michigan next mornâ€" ing. Through tickets. acation Directory Highland Park Ticket Office Telephone H. P. 140 Ludington Sheboygan Manistee PortWashilzfon Hamlin Lake Elkhart Lake Portage Lake ’geda}r‘ I‘.alfe Where do you want to go ? BAGGOAGE CHECKRED Take North Shote Line trains to Kenosha, and North Shore Line n Motor Coaches from there on â€" regular schedule. Onekema > ime L(;u are traveiing DeyOnU O MICagO 6P i e c o e o ncina and let him demonstrate this new phase of North Shore Line service. jerked it in front of him. With both hands on its nearest edge and the full power of his 160 pounds behind it, he drove the table ahead of him mlong the floor. It caught the stranger across the thighs, jamming him «against the well. With a growl of triumph, Edâ€" die seized him by the hair and dragged him face downward across the table. He held the table like a vise with one hand and his knee. He belabored the tramp with the other fist. But he could not get enough power behind the blows and the man‘s struggles threatened to free him. The bludgeon of pine was near. He swept it from the floor at the second atterpt and swung it like a war club in a wide arc. I€ struck the man as he straightened below the ear. He fell forward across the table again, out completely. Some diseases of wheat are more prevalent this season in Illinois than they have been for several years, acâ€" cording to reports from observers sent out by the State Natural Hisâ€" tory Survey. 4 DISEASES OF WHEAT PREVALENT THIS YEAR Speckled leaf spot We all know people who spend a great deal of money and only succeed in making a vulgar display of themselves. . An inexperienced landscape gardener may spend much money and merely desecrate the beauty of nature instead of adding to it. _ May I suggest that your estate is worthy of COMPETENT attention? ILLINOITIS I WISCONSIN z,nit North Shore Line trains to aukegan or Libertyville ; Notth Shore Line Motor Coaches from there on resular schedule to these points. Through tickets. WISCONSIN (Continued next week) Take North Shore Line to Milwaukee; connections at door of our Milwaukee terâ€" minal with Milwaukee North erh trains for,these points. Antioch Channel Lake Loon Lake Round Lake Lake Villa Fox Lake District Grays Lake Volo â€" McHenry The Charm of Good Taste Crystal Lake ‘Telephone H. P. 523 PRAIRIE AVENUE, HIGHWOOD leaf rust, stink ixiw:‘ies Landscape Gardening cootf â€" ing smut, and scab are doing more than the usual amount of damage to the crop. Stem rust, however, is less prevalent, only traces of it being found in most places except in the southâ€"central part of the State. _ Leaf rust and spot are practically 100 per cent prevalent, and seab is seriously on the increase, especially in the southern half of the State. Large, Deep, Natural Waves Negrescou‘s F’ure Steam Process AS LOW AS s15.00 _ 22 e Take North Shore Line to Milswaukee â€"step into T. M. E. R. & L. trains at door of our Milwaukee terminal, for these points. Tarough tickets. 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