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l"l., 'l' 'I""""”"' .;'h,“ CCP ENY clicked significantly on the stock of o e n im man rose . He wash ed the blood from his face at the ie the the risly mat sut or n ohod ran car garâ€" ahflunmhm-‘ . hfi!h.v“’h.dm and rope. Piece by piece he restored up .this place and The motor tramp looked up. "Don‘t do that, mister," he pleaded. "I‘ll ‘ go away from here. I won‘t bother you again. Let me go." Eddie considered. Nothing particuâ€" lar could be gained by sending the . fellow to the county jail. If he had been hired to hold the cabin against its rightful owner, he was merely actâ€" ing for someone else. He would not know that other‘s motives. It was possible, too, that he was telling the truth; that he was a wanderer who had stayed in the cabin before. "All right," agreed Eddie, "I‘ll let you go. But you must get out of this cun.t‘:_y and stay out. First, clean The man did not speak. "Well," went on Eddie, "there‘s a law against trespass. Guess I‘ll turn you over to the sheriff." & "You knew I was coming back, Why ‘!fd you try to drive me out with 1â€"â€"" dued tone. "You do. Can I have sotme water?" "After we‘ve talked. Who sent you here?" "Nobody. 1 came along and found: â€" All his belongings had not been thrown out. His suitcase under ore of the bunks had not been disturbed. Nothing of Patsy Jane‘s was to be found. She had taken the other bag and left the cabin before the usurper arrived. But it wasn‘t like Pat to go without a word. She had left 8| message. It should be here, if the motorâ€"tramp had not destroyed s it,[ His glance turnedâ€"to the fireplace. | There were ashes and blackened em-{ bers, a crumbled newspaper, and, yes, partially uder the backlock, a little ball of white paper. He smoothed it out. It was in penâ€" cil in Patsy‘s firm, thoroughbred | writing, the letters pointed and well shaped. "They have just told me in Long Portage," he read, "that you passed though town on a truck yesâ€"| terday, drunk. So I cannot stay any | longer. There is no use. You would ruin our lives. I know you can conâ€" ‘ quer this habit if you wish. Show that you care enough about me to do j it. I am going to town to work." He looked up. The eyes of his late adversary, from a face that was a smear, were fixed on him. Eddie|‘ laughed grimly, drew a chair forward j and sat down, confronting the motorâ€" ) tramp, the rifle across his knees. "Found out who owns the hoflse?"| [ he asked. ~â€" PAGR sSIX The man did not "Yes," 3 ie ed 10 ons o s essreoes OOP EOuE scious man, thrust the table aside,)it‘s none of my business, but whos and permitted the other to slide to | buzz saw did you tangle with ?" the floor. He sat huddled against the|_ "Found a tramp in my cabin an logs by the fireplace. Rifle in hand | ’Elt‘ii dqidn:tl .w..;;e to ]e“e_..‘ explaine with frequent glances at the bloodâ€"| Eddie. "I‘ve been away for a fe "-m ines Ag u2 PEddie die .Jonkcad albout~ ~Adays.and.when I came hackbe‘d.tal CHAPTER XIII Pasty Declares Herself Eddie backed until he possessed himself of the rifle. It was loaded, he found. He straightened the unconâ€" car in Chicagoâ€"many miles away. Stricken with remorse he returns to his cabin but finds his wife has left and in her place a ruffian who orders him out. A fight ensues in which Eddie finally knocks his opponent out stone cold. ISAIAH _ SEALMAN, a | shifty neighbor who is anxious to buy their land. .Eddie learns that the back taxâ€" es amount to over eight hundred dolâ€" lars but as he has five months to pay he decides to refuse Sealman‘s offer of $1200 and try and get final title to his propertyâ€"Sealman‘s offer havâ€" ing led him to think it very valuable. But things do not go well. Eddie drinks heavily from some bootlegger‘s potions, is forgiven by Patsy, but. soon after falls in with the same gang: gets drunk, and wakes up in a freight PATSY JANE, his trusting wife, agree that public sentiment against him is too strong so they migrate up north to some land that has been in the family for years. While there they form the acquaintance of 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 killed by a bootlegging truck. Circumstanâ€" tial evidence points to Forbes and raâ€" ther than tell the truth of the epiâ€" sode, he stands trial, which results in a long prison sentence. He is soon pardoned, however, but back in Sceottdale he and ‘ responded the man in a subâ€" found it. If put all my stuff "With Mr. and Mrs, Kinnane. are nice old w m n the last time. "Poor kid," he ‘;ae-tfi on, for her attitude nor her ct:.m-i:t.l;ad'not changed. . "it_must have tough, that night alone in the house, not knowing where I was or what had mâ€"- of me!" C::un udfl;:tfl- overspread face. a ;.":'!...".':_3 selfish beast. But n‘-‘ tomorrow." se n e n e n ous. But it won‘t catch me. I11 er take another drink. So you quit her and come on back home. sure of a job on the Davenant r "Not much," he replied with | a rueful smile at the repulse. "A tramp had our house and didn‘t want to leave. But I got him out, finally." She surveyed him anxiously. "Don‘t you want to hear about itâ€"where I have been?" he went on, eager to justify himself, and restless under her grave, unsmiling eyes. "Why, yes, Eddie." So he told her everything. . He blamed himself and made no excuses, though his boyish, disarming smile pleadpd for him. "I know I‘ve said this before," he concluded, "but this time I mean it. I‘m through Pat. Never again. I‘m off the booze for life. There‘s nothing in it from any siandpoint. Besides, the ‘stuff‘s getting worse and worse. It‘s downright dangerâ€" ime. B as e m e 2 _ Mr. Kinnane was in court, Patsy Jane was alone in the sunshiny main ’room when he entered. â€" The color left her face and her hand flew to her throat when she saw his disfigâ€" urement. _ "Eddie!" she breathed, "you‘re hurt!‘" But she kept the tall pine railing between them and recoilâ€" ed when he attempted to take her in his arms. | C000 THSo started and the confer-‘ , {ence which had.been going was brok-{ :[en up. The east bound auto Eddie | noted as it passed them, was occupied ( | by Sealman. He went first to Long Portage‘s |largest garage. His car was them,r the attendant told him readily, glancâ€" | ing curiously at his disfigured face | ; the while. ‘The missis had brough’l, it in a wee? or so ago, she‘d said he would call for it. "She‘s working in | Mr. Kinnane‘s office," he added watchâ€" | ing Eddie to see how the information | would be received. J "Thank you," Eddie returned, nonâ€" committa!ly, and drew back to cover the charges. He drove two blocks up | the street to the .oneâ€"story frame building which served Lawyer Joseph Kinnane as an office. E N Rupi h en SmCs A short distance from town " they saw two motor cars ahead of them in the road. One, bulging likeâ€" a fat man carrying many packages, Eddie /recognized as the property of the tramp. â€" When they car came into view the other one headed toward. them, was started and the conferâ€" ence which had.been going was brokâ€" en up. The east bound auto Eddie | noted as it bassed tham was c222.2:0a| "All right, Forbes, if there‘s a job for anyone, you‘ll have it." He looked at Eddie quizically. "Of course it‘s none of my business, but whose buzz saw did you tangle with?" "Found a tramp in my cabin and he didn‘t want to leave." exnlained "Mr. Davenant‘s coming in on the afternoon: train, isn‘t he?" queried Eddie. "Yeah," replied the foreman. "Got a telegram yestiday." "Now, don‘t you go hiring too many men down town," commanded Eddie, smiling. "P‘}] be over bright and early tomorrow." h ipvitiinnsâ€" nvaaliee n s ht Aa l "Hop in," invited Bull, stopping the lanky Bull with shrewd glances. He was freshly shaven, and a necktie was "knotted awkwardly under the collar of his flannel shirt. He was surprised to note that this eventful day was but half spent. The sun was overhead when he took to the road. He had not walked far when he was overtaken by Milo Bull, foreman of the Davenant ranch. the cad alongside Eddie surveyed narlon c 1CBR t on His strength flowed badk after he had eaten. He prepared to set out for town. It was a long walk, if he could get no ride, but he had to find Patsy Jane. He must convince her that his resolution was complete and sincere, that he would never drink again. The thought of her working in Long Portage made him writhe. All this little world, as all their forâ€" mer world of Scottdale, must consider him a drunken failure. and ate the first ntri;ty;r_nx"m‘e:i in several days. He was rélieved to find that the scalp wound was not serious. He trembled with weakness as he cooked ied him. But Eddie had taken pains to remove all his cartridges. The vicâ€" tor washed his own hurts. * mean it. I‘m through Pat. _again. I‘m off the booze for There‘s nothing in it from any CHAPTER XIv A New Job e saw his disfigâ€" ‘_ she breathed, she kept the tall them and recoilâ€" 12 202 22000E 2P | W meâ€"story frame | us | Lawyer Joseph | io pl in court, Patsy | in ‘ sunshiny main | ar ed. The color | be r hand flew to| re saw his disfigâ€" she breathed,| in he kent tha talll __ me. I‘ll nevâ€" So you just ‘€ Information H. P. Davenant decided to go thmg with his ambitious schemes for the ; returned, nonâ€"} ranch, and Eddie was hired as one o(] back to cover | his farmhands for the summer, The two blocks up | wages Davenant paid were above the‘ â€"story frame | usual scale. But he demanded superâ€" awyer Joseph | ior service. The was plowing and | planting in the olar fields; the breakâ€" | court, Patsy | ing up of new tracts with tmtor:f unshiny main and, when thep lanting was done, and _ The color| before the needs of cultivating, the' hand flew to removal of great pine stumps. _ _ | w his disfigâ€" As Eddie worked his mind engaged | he breathed,| in endless calculations. Even if he{ kept the hll'nved every cent, sold the car and ; m and recoilâ€"| their household belongings, he could || to take her | not, by several hundred dollars, raise enough money to pay the back taxes. ed with a|But he had a vague idea that the se. "A tramp money could be raised elsewhere. Perâ€" n‘t want to haps the governor, or Davenant would | , finally." advance it. Anyway he would not} ously. "Don‘t worry until worry was nemseess. o O4 L F you stayâ€" e. I‘m ranch PWEDTOOl Anitmaifiaicatcs $A 2. .2 ilar lapse, another? "lmbenlkrnorshiphn&o I @," he hok Mertih on tpe what she looks like." e ont Curiosity was not t only motive for . He had not conquered the saypede ad tÂ¥ the : aPat petite swooped A wave utterly | submerging him. Then : clung i: one anchor: ‘The thought ane. . iC ’Qag_ hee het it you stin® s | fooked out curiously. . A its load closely watched, s from the north. It made front of his door and went Long Portage. Within a z; ___2_,____CINNCT With Patsy at the‘ Kinnane‘s, returning to the wilderâ€" ness in midâ€"afternoon. f One Sunday in late May he was at the cabin unusually early. He vn‘ replacing a broken board in the floor | when he heard the ponderous thr:-} bing of an automotive engine. e | looked out curiously. A big truei,t its load closely watched, swung dwn‘ from the north. Itm-detbetmim front of his door and went on toward | pt UX 1 FL advance it. _ Anyway he would not worry until worry was necessary. He lived at the ranch but spent Sundays at his own cabin. . Usually he left Davenant‘s early, so that he might have many hours at home. It was his first impuise to seek Patsy in town every Sabbath, but her pleadâ€" ings and his own pride changed that.. She had urged him to stay away, thus making it harder for both of them. So only occasionally he went to Long Portage for dinner with Patsy at th" Kinnane‘s, returning to the wilderâ€"! ness in midâ€"afternoon. F | , He slammed the door violently as he went out. But remorse overtook him before heâ€"reached the car. He went back, to find Patsy bowed in tears over the typewriter. "I‘m a beast, Pat," he said, ‘remorsefully. "I‘m not worth crying over. It .was not true, that nasty thing I said, You‘re all right. It will have to be fought out. And I suppose 1 must do it alone. 1 can see you someâ€" times?" < She tears. | been proven." | _ It was a wretched hour that followâ€" fed. painful for both of them. Eddie pleaded with all the power of a lovâ€" ) able personality. It grew harder and | barder to hold out against him, but }somehow Patsy Jane did it "No," ‘she would say, "I don‘t dare. If I | give in now, ‘Eddie, you‘ll never win, |I know it. You‘ll always be a drunkâ€" }ard. if poisonous liquor doesn‘t kill you before youf time. Please don‘t ask me." "Oh, I don‘t know â€" I don‘t know," she replied drearily. "There hasn‘t been a single month since our marâ€" riage that you haven‘t had liquor; He gave over at last, his face sulâ€" lenly clouded. "Well, when are you coming back?" he asked more unkindâ€" ness in his tone that he had ever disâ€" played toward her before. â€" "When will this cure be complete?" "She smiled sadly. "I‘ve been with you before when the craving came andâ€"it didn‘t make any difference," she reminded him. "You‘re mistaken, Eddie. The fight isn‘t over. You can‘t win it with crutches. You must win it alone." "But I can‘t win it without you!" 4 "You can‘t win it with me. That‘s "But, Pat!" There was hurt and bewilderment in his eyes and in his tones. "I know it; I know all that. But the fight is won. I‘ve teld you I‘ll never touch another drop. When the craving for the. stuff comes you must be there to help me fight it." 1 in oae emcnaeii t are just a sot." She drew her breath sharply. "It will never be any easier to stop than it is now. You have a fight on your hands, a terrible fight. It must be made right away, if you‘re to win." This has not been an impulse. I‘ve thought it all out. I don‘t dare go on any longer. Drinking is a habit with you. It will become more of a habit as the years go on until you nodded and smiled through her another, and inside a simâ€" pam uy ~domirleedanernnn uy on on oumgs ~eemntiet nprac n ns s ‘¢I ay he would not | vas necessary. ‘ ranch but spent i "When | .__ MOVINGâ€"PACKIN Gâ€"SHIPPING know" (f a Baggage and Freight Transfer . 2. _ STORAGE _ _ ==> EO T o Heriter ecmpatet * â€"â€"...... ... ... So i O MUARLK P | _ Soon he passed a fourth truck. | There were two on the seat in front, |a third perched on the rear of the ! But on this Sunday his beart beat recklessly as he left the house and | went out along the lonesome road to ]the north. His eyes were alight, his , step bouyant. There was in his air | something of the fearful exhilaration | that men exhibit as they go into ; battle. . mabasc Bd iA Li ic |eration; that any fight for her sake was fruitless because she had abanâ€" doned him in time of need. This unâ€" reasonable mood soon passed, howâ€" ever. 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