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ax bl I l And now she came to a place where she had to push through a deep, narrow gorge, which opened out into an amphi- theaterer space where there was a thicket or! cottonwood trees, and which had been used in theolddays as a bury- ing ground fortheIndians. Itwas a horrible place, and even this healthy, pail-lo bred girl experienced that sense of awe studies: which will steal over H10! one is dead to all human mm me is in thepreseuee “Oh. father, father!” she cried. fling sunflowers winking in the gentle breeze,er somany eyes of fire, the blue lurkspnrs, the yellow and purple: violets, bluebells end a hundred Bethe: 3““ ° "63% ‘ B? Eweeging. 3:15 it wars, :1: stir it other Wéi'ld, she $75.93 T36 lief. st'A’rTi't seer wand, she seal .‘529211198. .corlieelpeeksof the Sw‘e‘e'i’segrass hills looking" down upon that spectral land beneath them. They seemed very beautiful and grand, Very solemn and majestic. There must have been in Marie St. Denis’ nature that susceptibility to what is beautiful in natureâ€"that responsive note which in- dicates that the soul is capable of receiv- ing those deeper and sublimer lessons from God’s own handiwork. As she looked upon these snowclad peaks soar- ing heavenward her whole being was stirredwithasenseof the eternaland the majesty of that presence which aeated all things. For a brief space the very sight of these hills seemed to give her fresh strength and courage. But, alas, tired nature would reassert her- self. It was the old story 0! the willing spirit and the weak flesh. For two nights she had not slept a wink. Hope had buoyed her up, but as stern reality dispelled hope the reaction of her phys- ical body set‘in, and subtly and merci- fully was the change brought about. She began tobeoonscious at timesof beingthefictimotherownfancies. But at times she would experience twinges of conscience when she asked herself if it were right to create delays which might imperil the lives of those who had sacrificed so much to help her. When she contemplated such disastrous contingencies there was an almost piti- ful look of terror on her face that would doubtless have surprised her prospective victims could they have seen it. At such times she thought herself a very wicked creature indeed. Perhaps there was a considerable spark of old Mother Eve in her after all. But the thought of her father would gradually overcome her samples, and she would push on again. She began to realize she had traveled some considerable distance, and was feeling tired. She sat down on a rising piece of ground and looked aroand. What a weird, unearthly landscape showed up all around her! She could follow the dark, uncertain line of the creek as it wandered, in an erratic sort of fashion, aWay into that mystic and shadowy landscape, until it was lost in 2 Prices Right. Opp. Hurley .9: B ady «pl-351.01!!! which he would coin for such occasions. elm had actually to stop to to rose 910 fig unghtor that would min ave shaken or. "" VELMW'“ creek at certain places where she line“ the snow lay many feet deep underneath. Loudly did the overeager officer 01 mounted police curse those treacherous pitfalls on the morrow. She wound in and out among the thick clumps of wil- ht: and elder. They would have their wk cut out for them who followed in her tracks. She was only human, after all, and she could not help laughing si- lently to herself at times when, with vivid imagination, she pictured the in- spector flounderin about on his horse in one of these eep snowdrifts-â€"per- Imps nothing but his moonliko fuce vis- ible above the surface. 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Don think there no my betterâ€"and you w chargo_no_more than other: not so goodâ€" :55} be less. Merchant Tailors. Mills at Bobcaygeon. M- E- Taflgflfl ‘PLACE YOUR ORDER wrmâ€" Yunâ€"rut and or We [ton-u. Budge. LINDSAY. Better Try Us. WEEK IN NEED OFâ€"‘ t. B’aIr a Son:- Son. It $32 a bright summer’s day; the prairie was gay and beautiful with its very brightest carpet of green and its choicest display of wild flowers. There were the lilies that outshone the glory of Solomon and the pink and clustering was that glowed as must have done the roses of Sharon to have made theii beauty Sm-iptural. There were the nod- It is, indeed, a merciful thing and shows how wonderfully and fear-fully we are made, to think that the brain comes eventually to our aid, to take somewhat away from the agony of death and gob it, as it were, of some 01 the terror it would fain inspire. So now with Marie St. Denis, for gradually there stole awonderful beaee of mindâ€" something that almost Eigroaehed a physical lowâ€"oyer her. he present with its error passed utterly away, and this was the vision she had in its Thou her brain or old King Death played her a strange trick, but not by any means an unusual one, for those who have been in the very jaws of death and havo been snatched hack can tell some marvelous talesâ€"marvelous be- cause they are utterly foreign to our preconceived notions of the king of ter- rors. Especially can those who have passed the Rubiconâ€"the painful stage of mental and physical sufferingâ€"and whose feet have trod the mystic thresh- old of the unknown, whether they are lost. ones on the African desert, in the Australian bush, castaways at sea or the vanquished victims of some fell dis- that!” sh qriod. m .u..- “- 5?th {0 nor oygs. The girl looked longingly toward the portals of this valley of freaks, but she could see no sign of any living thing near them. She h d thou ht thgt the éfiifigg era might ave t en shelter there from the fury of the blizzard. But had thoy done so she thought that by this time they would have begun their journey again so as to pass the police lines etc the sun rose. “Oh. father. fu- thor I” she cried. and tho unbiddon tours and” (inainE cathedrals, but only more grotesque and suggestive by reason of their vivid coloring. At last in the east the gray dawn was breaking; the stars began to disap- pear one by one, like lights in a great city at break of day. A thin, ghostike mist began to creep from butte to con- lee across the billowy prairie, like the phantom sea that it was. It hung low and converted the tops of the little buttes and ridges into mimic islands, until the earth somewhat resembled one of those landscapes that the imaginative mind will conjure up in the clouds. But, away to the left, a couple of miles off the girl saw a unique sight. She saw the entrance to the Devil’s Playground â€"that weird, nightmarish valley into which the boldest Indian will not enter, but only gaze upon fearfully from the brink of the chasm. Constituting the portals of this valley, the girl saw gi- gantic pillarlike masses of vitrified clay that resembled the painted pillars in some vast gorgeous and barbaric old world temple. Indeed the variety and originality of coloring in these pillars were beautiful it bewildering in effect. Just beyond them lurked, reproduced in colored clays, those wonderful freaks of natureâ€"the forms of monstrous and grotesque animals, whose shapes startled one with a suggestion of intelligent de‘ sign. From the painted and garish ter- races themselves projected griflins and gargoyles, just as one sees them in old v-â€"~-‘â€" great gaunt, scraggy branches of the leafless trees and that significant scaf- folding with its awful burdens, when viewed from the frozen bed of the creek on which she walked, stood out with a horrible distinctness against the starlit sky. Time or the bears had broken down some of these stages, and she knew that hideous, shapeless and unnamable things lay strewn around and partially buried in the snow. It was a veritable Golgotha. And now a cold shiver ran through the frame of the girlas she lift- ed her eyes and gazed fearfully up at a number of grinning skulls which a play- ful mounted policeman or a wandering cowboy of a decorative turn of mind had fixed on the scraggy limb of a gaunt 1 and blasted oak tree. Even as the girl i looked there rose a weird, eerie moan on the still night, and a startling crash that drove the blood to her heart and chilled the surface of her body. In spite of herself she sank down on her knees, and clasping her hands before her mut- tered a prayer as best she could. Marie was not naturally timid, but that place had an evil reputation, and the law of association is a powerful thing. But it was only a stray breath of wind, stray- ing down the gorge, that had caused the moaning, and the weight of the snow upon one of these awful burdens had been too much for the rotten supports, even then threatened her? As for going back, when she came to think of it, she a felt utterly unable for the task. And now the real nature of Marie began to show itself. She hardly for a moment thought of that fate which might so soon overtake her. She had none of that enervating, half pitying compassion for herself in the abstract that some less unselfish ones have. She did not even regret the step she had. taken, though it now threatened her life. She only knew that if she had not come on this vain er- rand she would have regretted the stay- ing behind still more. Her only thoughts were for her father, but as Her eyes wan- dered over the ghastly prospect her heart sank within her. surrounded by high banks. hadiin evil reputation Some renegade Sioux or Pie- gan Indians had some few years before committed some bloody atrocities near this spot, and the dead had been buried here. Upon rude platforms were ranged human bodies wrapped in bufi'alo robes and blankets, which were now coated and. crusted with drifting snow. The ~n THE CANADIAN POST, CHAPTER XI. When Harry Yorke, the police ser- geant, had gone to the stable when or- dered to do so by his superior ofloer, he found that all the horses were lying down in their stalls, peacefully dozing like so many respectable human beings. Jamie had said that he heard them pounding the cobblestones violently, but as the floor happened to be a mud one it is only charitable to suppose that the omeer must have forgotten this fact, and that his imagination must have been uncommonly active. He waited in the stable tor some little tinge and then went back to the room where his comrades were. According to k: in- structions, he toldthe inspector-t the- blizmrd had ceased. Ashe had: the latter gave him semegeshi 1, “But, thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory, ” chanted all the voices together. The lemon glow that trembled in the eastdiedatthesun'sfirstkiss. A blush, as subtle as the tender red that dyes a maiden’s cheek, spread over earth and sky. The stars grew dim and blend- ed with the blue. The gray mists lifted tron: the spectralearth. That dreamoi glory round the ice king’s throne shiv' credâ€"the way of dreams. And then the-airl 819315. u‘uauuwo, nuu mo um UJOHW vawvu V!“ th ells i ni 1i ht she hm these 83? f3; WEI. vme pror‘hise: «,7 “land thgngh we” 3 destroy this body yet in mi flesh shall see Gog-’1’. Surely the angels of lighi were bend- ing over her thenâ€"so fair and peaceful her young face seemedâ€"and hid the grim shadow or the angel of death as he hov- ered over her. It was a glorious pteanâ€"a fitting death ' hymn for one so young and beautiful. And now, ere that insidious death sleep dulled her wandering sensesl'fiob- hing her even of that land of dreams and shadows, and ere her eyelids closed over ; th 9113 i ui ' ht she headtlmse $353813 33.13% vine promise: ME “and thoughw __ s destroythisbody yetinmjrfleshshall seeeogj I Surely the angels of light were bend- ingoverherthenâ€"sofair andpeaceful he‘ryoungfapeseemedâ€"and hid thegrim ' shadow or the mel of death as he hov- } outer-y Jamie had raised, entered the kitchen to find out what all the trouble was about. Unfortunately for the ofilcer. he had forgotten the warning he had received on two former occasions regarding the entering of the kitchen. And new. be fore Jeannette had almost time to re- cover from her astonishment, the com- missioned cad had entered the bedroom of the girl, had begun to pull about the bedclothes, to throw them on the floor and to get down on his knees and peer under the bed. And that mighty, fugual. soul stir- ring chorus rolled on, the beautiful lights and shades of the theme pursu- ing, meeting and crossing one another transversely like the shafts of pearly, silvery and rosy light that play upon the face of the aurora under a northern sky. It was many throated, many tongued, but with one soul only. It was a mosaic of soundâ€"the voice of the Creator speaking through the creature. Then the tenors and the basses cried, “Halleluinh! Halleluiah l" The silvery altos and the mellow contmltoo glided into the ever growing meloay with, “For ever and ever, King of Kings and Lord of Lords. ” swootnesq that ruvishoq her senses and permeated her who hoing. “‘Hnlleluinh! For the Lord God om- nipotont reignoth!” they all criod to- gether. with one mi hty and resonant volume of sound, witfi one joyous burst of triumph and of glmlnoss. And the b98598 heralding the olnrionliko voices o! the sopranoa song, “And he shall reign for over and ovor.‘ » She heard myriads of voicesâ€"beauti- ful voices; the silvery voices of women, the voices of boys and the resonant and maturer voices of manhood. blend to- gether with the pooling notes of the king of instruments. until they spoke as one in harmonious concord, with a But just before the mists lifted before the rays of that wintry sun she seemed to hear, as if in the air, but wonderful- ly clearly and distinctly, that majestic and triumphant song of adoration, the “Halleluiah Chorus. ” She had heard it in the convent ; it had haunted her since, and now it came as if to lighten her end. Death ! She must rouse herself. It; was a. sinful thing to let death steal upon her With its subtle visions and lethargy! She would break the spell; if she died it would be upon her feet. But, horror! The muscles of her body refused to obey the commands of minim She could not move. And then rose up before her that face that had so often smiled upon her in her dreams, and she knew it was her mother’s face, that dear mother whom she had lost so long ago that her image had become but a sacred memory. Then the face of her father, that face so full of simple tenderness, seemed to look down upon her, and a. struggling gleam of semiconsciousness shook her for a few minutes with a tempest of agony, as she pictured him all alone in the world, without any one. to love, without any one to strengthen or care for him, and with only the memory of a fitfully sun- ny past behind him. Surely this was the agony and sting of death. i Was this, then, the end of her young life, she who had cherished such dreams and hopes of the future? Was she to perish like one of the beasts of the field, on that desolate snowbound ridge'z ‘Were the birds of the air and the jack als of the plainâ€"the prairie and timber wolvesâ€"to fight over her poor body? A thing so fair as she were rare prey for such evil looking brutes as wolves. Even now, far ofl, but ever drawing nearer, she heard a mournful and prolonged eerie cry, and she knew that already a wolf was upon her tracks. She had a small revolver in her belt, but perhaps it was not worth while using it. Poor Marie! Well might she pray, for that sleep which means death was very close upon her now. - Then a sudden shock, and her dream 3tshivered. She had slipped back into a umbent position on the snow, and e sudden movement roused her for a kbrief spell. With a lightninglike flash :the brain realized the danger of the sit- Ination and urged the weakened body to renewed exertion. But it was power- less to respond. year. Close to the trail a great wagon is camped, with a white canvas t0p tc it. Some little distance 03 the horses. released from their toil, are rolling in the grass and throwing their legs wildly into the air in the most grotesque and extravagant fashion in their endeavor 'to roll from one side to another. And she is crawling about on the grass, with fone hand grasping the gathered skirt that holds the flowers she has been plucking. Close to her, on his hands and knees, like a great overgrown school- boy, is her father, with smiles wreath- ing that usually sad and austere face. She had made him stoop down before her, and, like the playful child she is, "she has stuck a fringe of flowers into the band of his broad cowboy hat and .- is now endeavoring to string a. chain of i daisies round his neck. All the children‘!‘ :of Eve pursue the same methods of play\ the world over. And this grave, beard- ’pd man is looking as proud of that chain lbs if it were of gold, and she were the ‘ eir to the throne decorating him. As roud? ‘Prouder by far, for there is no do on earth to compare to that of a . ether in his only child. She is happy he the day is long. Aye, longâ€"but never too long for them! so familfiar as-these more common 6130; N o wonder they say that on the prairis there is a. flower for every day in the Gammon i] who I am?” e: of the exalted influence had itsgl! t9 him. ‘ Witheoryandaspringlikethatotn wounded animal the half breed woman made for the stove, natched from it a burning ingot of wood, with her spare hand seized the iron dipper full of hot waterâ€"which, indeed, had never been oi! the stoveâ€"and darted into Marie's room after the oflioer. The sergeant en- deavored to stop her by getting between I her and the omeer, but she thrust the burning fagot into his face till it singed his mustache and eyelashes. “Tenezâ€"vOus la! Back, you !” she cried, and the gleaming of her black eyes betrayed her primitive fiery origin. “Bank, as you value your life! [should be sorry to hurt you, whom I have no quarrel with. ” And now that ignoble day of reckon- ing man blasphemers and bullies bring upon themselves came to Jamie, and it came at thehands of thesexfou which he had so little respect. Jeannette surprised the ofieer in the little mom. _ | “What. and us watching the door! Well, of all the artful young"â€" But for once in his experience Jamie‘s vo- 5 oebulary of opprobrious terms foiled tc ' furnish himwith a word vile enough to suit him. He mumbled strangely. Then ' surprise and mortification silenced him. i But in an unguarded moment he pushed past the sergeant and made for Marie' s ' bedroom. At the same moment Dick ‘ Townley and the scout. alarmed by the ‘ outcry Jamie had raised,‘ entered the my dear mistresfi, would you?" “Stand hack, woman! Stand back, you dammed tigercatl Doyon know who lam?” cried Jamie. the though! of the exalted gositjon which political influence had onto: him suggesting "durum" shehissed between he: teeth. "Coquini You blackswd 10“ manâ€"youwank}dare!533m!tflfn'ooum1 "‘Nothing. air,” he answered. “only one at them has gone during the hight â€"Mne. St. Denis." The sergeant went to the door and opelwd #- “Hello there: Yorke! Darn you Yorke! What the diokem in the matte: with tho women?” Just then themoumou furious pound- ing at the door. and a voice that than was noAgniatuking gioc}: » rose before him. And that was, it the girl kept on traveling, expecting to meet her father, but did not and were she unable to return, or a little wind sprung up that would obliterate her tracks and prevent them following her. the must inevitably perish. The thought chilled his heart. “Steady, Jeannette!” said the ser- geant. “I will go.” For at that mo- ment the fear that had been troubling him one-half the night took shape and “My Marie, ” she said, “she has gone through the night. Do you think there is any danger? 'Ah! I see you know of it. Why did you let her go? She may perish. Fool that I was not to even know she would try it as soon as the blizzard went down. But it may have risen again during the night. You must follow up her tracks, though it is to fall in with her father. Ah, ma cherie, ma panvre enfant! It is someharm will come to you! But I will myself go"... Jeannette: who was cdnsiderably agi- tated, turned to him and spoke as soon as he entered the kitchen. Just then there came a knock at the door, and the voice of old Jeannette was heard inquiring for the sergeant. She asked the latter if he would come into the kitchen fora minute, as she wished to speak to him. The sergeant hastened to grant her request. The private and the scout exchanged glances, but as it was no uncommon thing in the police force for noncommis- sioned officers to turn their hands to on occasions they thought no more about it. “ Yes, sir, ” answered Pierre gravely. He had just managed to check himself. “And it is a maladie terrible, and will many times occasion me considerable distress. The worst of it is it will pro- ceed for me at such odd times. ” “Humph! Horses fed?” asked Jamie. “Yes, sir, and stables cleaned out,” answered the sergeant. 'â€"' r“: 'â€" vâ€"v .' The sergeant reluctantly did as he was ordered; the three watchers, put- ting some fresh fuel on the fire, began 1 their Weary vigil, and Jamie began to "‘7What {he devil’s the matter with you now, Pierre?” asked Jamie quem- lously. “Got an attac]; 9f the colicii” At this slightly irrelevant but charac- teristic speech, that was delivered in a thick and incoherent voice which a man who had been having more to drink than was good for him might adopt, the scout, in spite of himself, broke into a loud succession of snorts which sounded suspiciously. _-‘_v,, “It’s coming, is it?” cried Jamie irri- tably, and it is only charitable to say half aw‘pke. “Well, then. let it come, and be dâ€"d to it!” viz-Daylight; is coming, sir.” said the sergeant, ignoring his snperior’s polite request for iylforpagtigp. ..- “The deuce”â€"Only he put it more forciblyâ€"“take you. Yorke! Were you born in a barn?” snapped the Amiable All inclination to sleep had been ef- fectually banished from the sergeant’s eyes. How c0uld he sleep with the thought of that poor girl out upon the snowbound prairie? At times it was very noticeable to the other two watch- ers that he betrayed considerable impa- tience asxhe night or rather the morn- ing wore on. Sometimes he got up and silently paced the hutâ€"the omcer was now sound asleepâ€"and onceor twice he went out, and, Opening the outer door, looked into the semidarkness and lis- tened. Toward morning, as if his im- patience impelled him to action, he went out into the stable and remained there about an hour. 0n coming in again a gust of cold air, like a tangible presence and which cut like a knife, came in with him, and awoke Jamie. A fool may have humor which wise men may laugh over. but the wit of the cruel and crafty is like a nettle, it has a sting for all. The hand that crushes is the proper one to handle it. __ _ . mnitarim. "and wake up" 1mm mdPiem'andthothmd yankeepg sharp lookout on the 0PM“ doc, 8‘ that'none of these women can pass out without you seeing them. Keep pinch- ing the third man so that you will be able to keep awake. ” go. “I I111 81199139,!"â€" '9 FRIDAY, DECEMBER 6, the treatment of skin Mr" W mtg-1.. n19_r||~.__l.._ ' The medicine to take is Dr. Pietce'l Golden Medical Discove _. It is e rem- uble remedy. It cum _ in 1 pet. feetly natural way. wathout the use 0‘ strongdrugs. It cures help Name, Ithastpecuhu' mice on cum membranes of the stomach Ind bowels. B utting these membranes into health co’h 'tiou. stimulating the Ieuetion ofth: axiom dicesuve Juices n'nd flanking! no ‘If s nun is not feeling veil end us iiâ€"sitfl he is losing fldesh :nd “fishtyémfie ii: ess. nervous, eep ea. e ee notwen. Thedownhill rand from hes’lth to sickness is smooth snd declines npidly. At the at inumsuon of disease, the wise nun es s nae, sun e veceuhle tonic. It puts his Shudoa fnto good se- tiveordetsndthstpntsthemtofhis body in order. The medicine thstwill do this is s medicine thst is to (she in any trouble of the blood. e digestion. or the respiration, no mite: how serious it my hsve become. One‘s hyslal feelings. like the filthful setter, 32am): and point out plainly the fact of disease or health. World’s led. Dugecbary. In the meantime the moat had gone out and fetched a supply of firewood in for Jeannette. then he lifted away thc box of ashes tor her from her store. The trooper took the water buckets. and taking them to the well filled them. As for Jeannette, she was a kind heart- ed if impulsive soul. and these simple little actions touched her. She war now heartily ashamed of her late outbreak. being usually the best tempered of wom- enâ€"thoagh, like the best tempered. the most dangerous when rousedâ€"but still she kept lamenting about Marie. 80. in order to facilitate matters and hurry them out to follow up the trackq qfwher. ”You have made him pay for it. Jeannette." said Yorke. "And. by Jove! I suppose it's rank treason {or me to say so. but. us my supoxior om- cor. I‘m heartily nsluunod of him. Thank goodness. I've only 3 ooupleof months more to put in now. for I could not stand much mono! thin-art of thing. ‘ ' break loose again and be after mm, and this was a contingency to be guard- ed against. No sooner had the officer left than Harry Yorke placed the now perfectly passive woman gently in a chair. A reaction had set in, and he: demeanor underwent acomplete change. She was now indulging in a hearty cry. “Oh, to think that I should have low cred myself like that." she aobbed. “But to hear that villain talk of my young mistress as he did"â€" and home she could not find words to expneu he: indignation Tfie sorely disgaomfited oflioer thought â€"as best he couldâ€"that it was the 1:0:- ter thing to do under the circumstances and left tho room. He was also some- what apprehensive lest. Jeannegto 81:91:10 “I heard you damn the sergeant," answered the scout testily, “and I saw you kick a woman. I think it would be your wisest plan your tongue to hold 2" “Oh, Je-msalom !" cried the ofllccr. “I would beg of you, sir. to leave the room, " said the sergeant. You see, we can’t hold the woman hero all day, and I suppose you willwant to start of after the girl. " “Heard what?"said the private. “I heard him remind you, in the most humble and civil manner, that you were an omcer of the Northwest mounted po- lice, and that it was a woman you want- ed to strike with a billet of wood when she was being held. 0h, I’ll swear to that l" The oflicer groaued. “Pierre, " he cried in a. frenzied way, “you heard the sergeant damn me, didn’t you?’ ’ Jamie started back transfixed with astonishment. Such unparalleled inso- lence and rank insubordination he had never met with before. But he staid his hand. That look in the sergeant'a eye was ominously like the light that glowed in that mad half breed woman’s. He only stammered: “Yoh heard that, Townlq heard what the sergeantfisaidfi” “Down with that billet of wood!” thundered the scrgoant. “Dâ€"n it. would you strike a woman who is being held?’ ’ A; the three men held her the omoer. with a look of mingled terror and rage on his face, seized the smoldering billet of wood and advanced upon her as if to strike her with it. and women in general. She was a strong woman; she cufl‘od and bufi'eted him, knocked his head against the wall. and when at last the sergeant and the other two men thought it fit to interfere and pull her of her prey a more sorry and wretched looking specimen of hu- manity than Jamie could not well be Then the ofiicer clutched at and suc- ceeded in wrenching the billet of wood from Jeannette‘s hand. But she pounced on him like the tignesn that she was. tore his hair and scratched him after the most approved style of Chinamen from his well merited disgrace. even though ordered to. It was an illustra- tion upon a small scale of the truth con- veyed in those verses of Tennyson's be- ginning with: He who rules by terror don; £11qu- wrong. â€"I£ E St; 00' say that it Dick Townley felt ashamed of the cloth he wore just then he otherwise enjoyed himself. meant as a gentle hint to him tc mind his own businessâ€"that caused him to stagger out of the room again. Dick Townley and the scout merely looked on. They would hardly have moved one finger to save their omoer 8wish! went the scolding m on: his come. cowardly taco, but be partly savedhimself bythrowingup his hands. Inuseoondhehodmughtupsome bed- clothes so as to throw them over her. But she was too quick for him. and down came the burning billet of wood upon his broad shoulders. The sergeant. alarmed for the safety of his sufierior. assayed another rush in upon her. But he received a sharp rap on the headâ€" (Continued came acre-t) that, Townley? 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