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PlAIND ewAprm xvu. ?!***. thto kiNi wa Mdft iiN nw wp* «WHN HN• InfeMfM w# Trail te Ottawa. When my eyea again opened tt to darkness and silence as prof as that of my former unconsclousn For the moment I ^elt do certainty even that I was actually alive, yet slowly, little by little, reality con quired, and I became keenly conations of physical bcguu iw I could All about was Impenetrable blackneai and the silence of the grave. I found myself unable to move my body and Wins First Honors it Kansas City. ir KANDALL FAKKBH Aatfasr ti rf«» Was Kiss. Mb your MteMor/ BT A R<vii«iitt of die Bkck Hawk Wat •KfK KTS Al) IDinnic C--a Oopyrlffht by A. O. Med org * Oa. mini CHAPTER XVI--Continued. --17-- •"Klrby, stand up! Drop that rifle-- e it. Eloise. How wlaa you* hands. o.n /; ; Whut's upr •"Is there anything serious IWtslde?" ! "No; nuthin' much--just powfwowln'. Yer want me?" "Search that scoundrel, for weapons, fa n't ask questions; do what I say." He made short work of it, using no jgertle methods. •'Wal', the gent wasn't exactly harmlees," he reported, grinning cheerfully, !"ConslderIp' this yere knife an* cannon, kfow, maybe ye'll tell me whut the p-'s upf i Klrby stood erect, Ms dark eyes searching our faces, his lips scornful. "And perhaps, Mr. Lieutenant bfnnT," he added sarcastically. "You Mght condescend to explain to me (also the purpose of this outrage." "With pleasure," but without lower- (tag my rifle. "This boy here "belonged the company of soldiers massacred % • U' ' I I' fKirby, 3tand Upl Drop That/Rlfla!" (yesterday morning. Ton know where I •Bean. He was the only one to escape {alive, and he saw you there among the tafvages--free, and one of them." "He tells you that? And you accept Kbe word of that half-wit?" "He described your appearance to MB exactly twenty-four hours ago. I S>ver thought of you at the time, alough the description was accurate (enough, because it seemed so impossible for you to have been there. But that isn't all; Klrby. What has become wf the emblem pin you wore in your «e? It is gone, I see." s) His hand went up Involuntarily. It .• "'f Si possible he had never missed it be- 4bre, for a look of indecision came Into Jtte man's face--the first symptom of weakness I had ever detected there. "It most have been lost--mislaid--" rl « "It was; and I chance to be able to fell you where--In this very room. " Here Is your pin, you Incarnatc devil. I found It caught in those blankets yonder. This Is not your first visit to ttis cabin; you werelm* with Indian Murderers." ;J%'\ "It's a d-d He-" V But Kennedy had him, locked in a .'V tlse-like grip. It was well he had, for V flfce fellow had burst into a frantic •age, yet was bound so utterly helpless •a to appear almost pitiful. The knowledge of what he had planned, of fcls despicable treachery, left us merciless. In spite of his struggles we ^ fcore him to the floor, and pinned him | Viere, cursing and snapping like a t #ild beast. "Tear up one of those blankets," I . / failed back over my shoulder to Hall. ,*Yes, Into strips, of course; now bring : ftera here. Tim, you tie the fellow-- fes. do a good Job; I'll hold him. Li« fltlll, Klrby, or I shall have to give yea ; ^ , fhe butt of this gun in the face." f , He made one last elTort to break .fcVf free, and, as my hand attempted to #lose on his throat, the clutching fing- I I •rs caught the band of his shirt, and tipped It wide open. There, directly I before me, a scar across his hairy, ex- '^Vjposed chest, was a broad, black mark, ; * • * tribal totem. I stared down at it, i recognizing Its significance. "By Heaven, Tim, look at this!" I cried. "He is an Indian himself black Sac!" „• • • • ^ • . -• • •' * I do' not know what delayed the Attack of the savages, unless they were 'waiting for some signal which never came. I passed from loophole to loophole, thus assuring myself not only that they still remained, but that the cabin was completely surrounded, al- , though the manner in which the warrlors had been distributed left the great mass of them opposite the front The others evidently composed a mere guard to prevent escape. No move- ' ment I could observe indicated an lin- \r mediate assault; they rather appeared -to be awaiting something. Those I saw were all dismounted, and had advanced toward the cabin as closely as possible without coming within the range of guns. They had also sheltered themselves as far as . possible behind clumps of brush, or h. ridges of rock, so that I found It diffl- > cult to estimate their number. Only v • . occasionally would a venturesome "•* warrior appear for a moment In the • ' open, as he gilded stealthily from the protection of one covert to another No doubt some were brought within range of our rifles, as these efTorts were usually made to more advanced positions, but I forbade firing, In the > i , vague hope that, not hearing from W: Klrby, the chiefs might become discouraged and draw off without risking IV an open attack. This was more a desperate hope, feV rather than any real faith I possessed. $?•'< Beyond doubt the Indiau chief knew, f % • or thought he knew, our exact strength before he consented to use bis wari< V -. rlors in this assault. .< If the band had trailed us to this It had been done through the influence of Klrby, aad he had, beyond question, Informed them as to who we were, and the conditions under which we had fled from Yellow Banks. The only addition to our party since them was the rescued boy. They would have little fear of serious loss In an attack upon two men, and two women, unarmed, except possibly with a pistol or two, even though barricaded behind the log walls of a cabin. And, with one of their number within, any attempt at defense would be but a farce. This same gang had already sacked the cabin, taking with them, as they believed, every weapon It contained. In their haste they had overlooked the cellar below. They had no thought of Its existence, nor that we awaited them rifles In hand and with an ample supply of powder and lead. Whatever might be the final result, a surprise of no pleasant mature was awaiting their advance. Convinced, as I had become, that Black Hawk was actually witfi the party, although I was unable to obtain any glimpse of him, I felt there was <;mall chance of his departure, without making at least one effort to capture the cabin. That was his nature, his reputation--that of a bulldog to hang on, a tiger to strike. More, even, this band of raiders must be far south of the main body of the Hawk's followers, and hence In danger themselves. They would never remain here long, aclng the possibility of discovery, of having their retreat cut off. If they attacked the attempt would not.be long delayed. Still there was nothing left to do but wait. We were already as completely prepared as possible with oar resources. The main assault would undoubtedly be delivered from the front, directed against the door, the only point where they could hope to break in. Here Tim and myself held our positions, as - 4eaay as we could be for any emergency, and watchful of the slightest movement without. Tim had even brought up the half-keg of coarse powder from the cellar, and rolled It Into one corner out of the way. His only explanation was, a grim reply to my question, that "It mought be mighty handy ter hav* round afore the fracus wus done." There was no fear In Eloise, no shrinking, no evidence of cowardice. Not once did I feel the need of giving her word of encouragement-- even as I glanced toward her It was to perceive the gleam of a pistol gripped in her hand. She was of the old French fighting stock, which never falls. Against the log wall a few yards away, Klrby strained at his blanket bonds, and had at last succeeded In lifting himself up far enough so as to stare about the room. There was none of the ordinary calm of the gambler about the fellow now--all the pitiless hate, and love of revenge which belonged to his wild Indian blood .blazed la his eyes. He glared at me in sudden. Impotent rage. "You think you've got me, do yon?" he cried, scowling across; then an ugly grin distorted his thin lips. "Not yet you haven't, you soldier dog. I've got some cards left to play In this game, you young fool. What did you butt in for anyway? This was none of your afTalr. E(-- you, Knox, do you know who she Is? I mean that white-faced chit over there--do you know who she is? She's my wife; do you hear? --my wife! I've got the papers, d-- yon I She's mine!--mine; and I am going to have her long after you're dead--yes, and the whole d-- Beaucaire property with her. By G--! you talk about fighting--why there are fifty Indians out here. Wait till they find out what has happened to me. Oh, ril watch yon die at the stake, you sneaking white cor, and spit in your face!" "Klrby," I said sternly, but quietly, stepping directly across toward him, "You are a prisoner, and helpless, but I am going to tell you now to hold your tongue. Otherwise you will never see me at the stake, because I shall blow your brains oat where yoa lie." "You dare not do--" "And why not? It will rid the girl of you, and that means something to me --and her. Just try me, and see." He must have read the grim mean ing In my face, for he fell back against the log, muttering incoherently, his dark eyes wells of hate, his face a picture of malignancy, but atterly helpless--the lurking coward in him unable to face my threat I left blni and stooped above her. "We shall be busy presently; the delay cannot be much longer. I am afraid that fellow may succeed somehow In doing us harm. He is craw : enough to attempt anything. May trust you to guard him?'*' Her eyes, absolutely fearless and direct, looked straight up Into mine. "Yes, he will make no movement I shall not see. Tell me; do you believe there Is hope?" "God knows. We shall do our best If the worst comes--what?" "Do not fear for me; do not let any memory of me turn you aside from your work," she said quietly. "I know what you mean and pledge you I shall never fall Into his hands. It--It cannot be wrong, I am sure, and--and I must tell you that. I--I could not Steven, for--for I love you." My eager hands were upon hers, my eyes greedily reading the message revealed so frankly In the depths of ber own. She only was In my thoughts; we were there alone--alone. "They're a comln', Cap," yelled Kennedy and his rifle cracked. "By G--! they're here!" With one swift spring I was back at my deserted post and 6ring. Never before had I been In an Indian battle, bat they had told me at Armstrong that the Sacs were fighting men. I knew it now. This was to be no play at war but a grim, relentless struggle. They came en masse, rushing recklessly forward across the open space, pressing upon each other In headlong desire to be first yelling like flends, guns brandished in air, or spitting fire, animated by but one purpose -- the battering of a way into that cabin. I know not who led them--all I saw was a mass of half-naked bodies bounding toward me, long hair streaming, copper faces aglow, weapons glittering In the light. Yes, I saw more-- the meaning of that fierce rush; the instrument of destruction they brought with them. It wps there in the center of the maelstrom of leaping figures, protected by the grouped bodies, half hidden by gesticulating red arms--a huge log, borne irresistibly forward on the shoulders of twenty warriors, gripped by other hands, and hurled toward us as though swept on by a human sea. Again and again I fired blindly Into the yelping mob; I heard the crack of Tim's rifle echoing mine, and the chug of lead from without striking the solid logs. Bullets ploughed crashing through the door panels and Elsie's shrill screams of fright rang out above the unearthly din. A slug tore through my loophole, drawing blood from my shoulder in its passage, and imbedded Itself In the opposite wall. In front of me savages fell, staggering, screams of anger and agony mingling as the astonished assailants realized the fight before them. An instant we held them, startled, and demoralized.^ The warriors bearing the log stumbled over a dead body find went down, the great timber crushing out another fife as It fell. Again we fired, this time straight into their faces--but there was no stopping them. A red blanket flashed back beyond the big tree; a guttural voice shouted, Its hoarse note rising above the hellish uproar, and those demons were on their feet again, filled with new frenzy. It was a minute--no more. With a blow that shook the cabin, propelled by twenty strong arms, the great tree butt struck, splintering the oak wood as though it were so much pine, and driving a jagged hole clear through one panel. Kennedy was there, blazing away directly into (be assailants' eyes, and I joined him. Again they struck, and again, the Jagged end of their battering ram protruded through the shattered wood. We killed, but they were too many. Once more the great butt came crashing forward, this time caving In the entire door, bursting It back upon Its hinges. In through the opening the red mob hurled Itself, reckless of death or wounds, mad with the thirst for victory; a jam of naked beasts, crazed by the smell of blood--a wave of slaughter, crested with brandished guns and gleam of tomahawks. There la nothing to remember-- nothing but blows, curses, yells, the crunch of steel on flesh, the horror Of cruel eyes glowering Into yours, the clutching of fingers at your throat, the spit of fire singeing you, the strain of combat hand to hand--the knowledge that It Is all over, except to die. I had no sense of fear; no thought but to kill and be killed. I felt within me strength--desperate, Insane strength. The rifle butt splintered In my hands, but the bent and shapeless barrel rose and fell like a flail. I saw it crush against skulls; I jabbed It straight Into red faces! I brought it down with all my for£e on clutching arms. For an instant Tim was beside me. . He had lost his gun and was fighting with a knife. It was only a glimpse I had of him through red mist--the next Instant he was gone. A huge fellow faced me, a Winnebago, I knew, from his shaven head. I struck him once, laying open his cheek to the bone; then he broke through and gripped me. The rest is what--a dream; a delirium fever? I know not; it comes to me in flashes of mad memory. I was struck again and again, stabbed, and flung to the floor. Moccasined feet trod on me, and some fiend gripped my hair, bending my head back across a "No; not afone--let mi help you really think yoa can stand? yoa are hurt, dear; this Is a wound In your side. It looks ugly, bat Is not deep and bleeda no longer. Are there other Injuries?" "My head rings, and this left appears paralyzed, from hlows, doubt; there are spots on my which feel like burns. No, I am not In bad shape= Now let me stand nlone: Ui-l'i bcliuf. QvOu iGrOu, vvliai -- scene V The fire, by this time biasing brightly, gave us a fall view of the entire dismantled Interior. The cabin was a when I desperately attempted to do I complete wreck, the roof practically so, even the slightest motion brought all gone and the upper logs of the side pain. I became conscious also of a weight crushing down upon me, and stifling my breath. One of my arms was free; I could move It about within narrow limits, although It ached as from a serious burn. By use of it I endeavored through the black darkness to learn the nature of that heavy object lying across my chest, feeling at It cautiously. My fingers touched cold, walls either fallen within or dangling In threat. Clearly enough It had been the sudden plunge of heavy timbers 1 and the dlslodgment of those upper logs, which accounted for this havoc i of death. There were dead there pierced by bullets and brained by rifle stocks, but the many had met their I fate under the avalanche of logs, and amid the burning glare of exploding dead flesh, from contact with which powder. they shrank in horror, only to en- Only between arched timbers and counter a strand -of Coarse hair., The | sections of fallen roof could we move first terror of'this discovery was over- Ia' a'l> aPd . beneath the network of, whelming, yet I persevered, satisfying this entanglement the majority of the myself that It was the half-naked body bodies lay, crushed and mingled. I of an Indian--a very giant of a fellow | saw Klrby, free from his bonds, but Hra. J. W. m phanaon, UOO M. Louis Av«.. East 8t LouIb, iH.-jBays: j"I was bad off with •kidney complaint (and my bade gave jut. I couldn't do ay washing: a Ithera was a coo- Istant pain through |the small of my ick. If I stoopad "over it felt as i though my bade _ were broken and feet swelled so badly I could hardly wear my shoes. I was nervous and became easily upset. I Dually used Doan's Kidney Pills and they helped me rlplit away and several boxes cured me," Gal Daeafa at A*r Store, 60e * B« DOAN'S •VfJi.V FOSTDUI1LBURN CO* BUFFALO. N. Y. Better Than P i l l s - For Liver I l l s my --which Jay stretched across me, an immovable weight. Something else, perhaps another dead man, held my feet as though In a viae, and when I ventured to extend my one free arm gropingly to one side, the fingers encountered a moccasined foot. Scarcely daring to breathe, I lay staring upward and, far above, looking out through what might be a Jagged, overhanging mass of timbers, although dead beneath a heavy beam. His face was toward us and the flicker of flame revealed a dark spot on his forehead --his life had never been crushed out 1 by that plunging timber which pinned I him there; It had been ended by a ballet My eyes sought hers, In swift memory of my last order, and she most | have read my thought. "No," she said, "not that, Steven. I It was the boy who shot him. Oh, The «*«oson scarcely discernible, my eyes caught please, can we not go? There Is light the silver glimmer of a star. I was alive--alive! Whatever^had occurred In that fateful second to deflect that murderous tomahawk, Its keen edge had failed to reach ine. And what had occurred? Then It was that already In the sky overhead--see. Take | me away from here--anywhere, oatside." w • "In a moment; all these surely are dead, beyond our aid, and yet we I must not depart foodless. We know the probable truth came to me--that not how far It still may be to Ottawa. flash and roar; that last Impression Imprinted on my brain before utter darkness descended upon me, must have meant an explosion, an upheaval shattering the cabin, bringing the roof down upon the struggling mob within, the heavy timbers crushing out their lives. And the cause! But one was possible--the half-keg of blasting powder Kennedy had placed in the corner as a last resort. Had Tim reached It In a final, mad effort to destroy, or Walt, while I search for the things we I need." "Not alone;'I mast be where I can touch you. Try to understand. Oh, you do not know those hours I have spent In agony--I have died a thousand deaths since that Attn "^went down." "You were conscious*--all night long?" "Conscious? Yes, and unhart,. yet prisoned helpless beneath those two had some accidental flame wrought yonder, saved only by that overthe terrible destruction? Perhaps no I turned bench. Elsie, poor thing, never one could ever answer that--but was 11 ^new how death came, It was so swift, there alone, the sole survivor? Had those others of our little party died amid their Indian enemies, and were they lying now somewhere In this darkness, crushed and mangled in the midst of the debris? Kennedy, Elsie Clark, the halfwitted boy Asa Hall--their faces seemed to stare at me out of the blackness. They must be dead! Why, I had seen Kennedy fall, the heedless feet crunching his face, and Asa Hall tossed Into the air and shot at as he fell. Eloise! Eloise! I covered my eyes with tne free hand, conscious that I was crying like a child--Eloise. My God, Eloise! I wonder If I fainted; I knew so little after that; so little, except that I suffered helplessly. If I did not faint, then I must have been upon the verge of Insanity, for there was a time--God knows how longwhen all was blank. Some slight, scarcely distinguishable noise aroused me. Yes, it was actually a sound, as though someone moved In the room--moved stealthily, as though upon hands and knees, seeking a passage In the darkness. I imagined I could distinguish breathing. Who, what could it be? A man; a prowling wild animal which had scented blood? But for my dry, parched lips I would have cried out--yet even with the vain endeavor, doubt silenced me. Who could be there--who? Some Sneaking, cowardly thief; some despoller of the but I lay there, within a foot of her body unscratched. I could think only of you, Steven, but with never a dream that you lived. There were groans at first and cries. Some Indians crept in through the door and dragged out a few who lived. But with the coming WWfe vftfifffng tile Canadffm ment Information Bureau at ^ City, where there is on eYhi&tiOB very creditable display of C*?*flai products, my attention, says a writer In the agricultural press, was dlrecl^S to a few ears of Dent com, bearing the modest inscription, "This Northwestern Dent corn teok the first prize at the Soli Products Exposition recently held In Kansas City, Mo., and was grown by John Hamilton of Kelwood, Manitoba." Kelwood, Manitoba, lies about twelva hundred miles north of Kansas City, and it was quite pardonable that these Canadians should so proudly parade the fact that they had been able to carry off for their corn display the blue ribbon that for years the old 'corn-growing" states had looked upon as being practically their own, and for which they were strong contestants In the recent show. I asked Mr. Hewitt, agent In charge j of the Canadian Government office at j 2012 Male Street, Kansas City, what the winning of the prize means for Canada. His reply was that It means the "corn belt" Is moving northward, and in a few years to the fame that Canada h&s a l r e a d y a c h i e v e d as »j wheat, barley and oats producing country, will have to be added that of | growing the best corn In America. "Why," he said, "twenty years ago a friend of mine was attracted at the Minnesota State Fair by the number of those who were examining some corn growth north of Crookston, Minnesota. It w,as not tfle large ear produced farther south, but It was an even ear and perfect kernel. The Interest centered in It was the fact that it had been grown so far north. That was twenty years ago. Today, the traveler on any of the railways In that section of the country may see Held after field of corn. In many portions of Manitoba," he continued, "out into Saskatchewan and Alberta, the growing of corn Is receiving much attention, at presently mainly for fodder, but within a short time, with acclimated seed a maturing corn of good quality may reasonably be expected. Already the number of silos In use In Western Canada Indicates that the progressive farmers there look foi^ward j to the day when corn will be one of their most Important crops. "Corn lands In South Dakota are said to be selling as high as $250 per acre, and If corn has been the means I HINQERCORNV ttMnorea onnn. cu-|i O.f p,l ad.n g_ these ,la nc|8 a> ,tvhilso price I lmouia,M I,U etMc., vsttoipU* anlMl piarin ,l teon.s ubrye ms caollm ofro rat* tDo rtobca 4 what may be expected of Western Can-1 twaieei works, FMoboro*. a. T. ada lands, when the day comes that t And 6ha Clung to Me, Hir Voice Breaking, t of darkness all sound ceased ai\d such silence was even more dreadful than the calls for help. Oh, I cannot tell you," and she clung to me, her voice dead? Some Indian returned through breaking. "I--I dared not move for the night to take his toll of scalps, hoping to thus proclaim himself a mighty warrlpr? More likely enemy than friend. It was better that I lie and suffer than appeal to such a fiend for mercy. The slight soand shifted to.the right of where I lay, no longer reminding me of the slow progress of a moving body, but rather as thongh someone hours, and then, when I did try, found I could not; that I was held fast Only for a knife in the hands of a dead savage, which I managed to secure, I could never have freed myself. And oh, the unspeakable horror of creeping In the darkness among those bodiea. [ I knew where the fireplace must be; that there might be live coals there still. I had to have light; I had to were attempting blindly to scrape to- know If you were dead.' gether ashes In the fireplace. I pressed my one free hand beneath my neck, and thus, by an effort, lifted myself so as to see mork clearly beyond the shoulder of the dead Indian. The flrat Don't think about It any more, dear heart," I urged. "Yes, we can go now --nothing else holds us here." We crept out through the door, underneath a mass of debris. Into the tiny, flickering spark of fire had caught gray of the dawn. Beyond a little the dry wood, and was swiftly bursting grove we found some horses browsing Into flame. In another moment this In the deep grass; they were those had Illumined that stooping figure, and [ that had brought us from Yellow rested In a blaze of light upon the Banks, and whinnied a greeting as we lowered face, bringing out the features drew near. Two of them were flt to as though they were framed against ride and the others followed, limping the black wall beyond--a woman's aldng behind. face, the face of Eloise I A half mile up the vallew we came I gave vent to one startled, Inartlcu- to a beaten trail, running straight late cry, and she sprang to her feet, across from bluff to bluff, and dlsapthe mantling flames girdling her as pearlng into the prairie beyond, head though she were a statue. In that first ing directly toward the sunrise. We frightened glance she failed to see stopped and looked back for fhe flr*t me; her whole posture told of fear, of time. There on the side of the slope, indecision. under the shade of the big tree, stood "Who was it spoke? Who called? Is the cabin. Only for the wreck of the someone alive here?" roof it spoke no message of the trag1- The trembling words sounded edy within. The sun's rays gilded it strnnge, unnatural. I could barely and the smoke from ~ its chimney whisper, yet I did my best seemed a beckoning welcome. "It Is Steven, Eloise--come to me." reached out and took her hand, and NR Tonight _ To morrow Alright Cuticura Soap Ideal for • The Complexion I Soap 25c, Omtnent 25 ud 50c, Takns 25c. ITCH! ouey dki wwnoBi question HtfMT'S SALVK falls In the treatment of ITCH, BOZKMA, BINS WORM,TETTER or other Itching akin diseases. Price 75c at drnirglsts, or direct from IMMMtfa *»OclM Ca.,MNr«H.Tai PARKER'S HAIR BALSAM VMOsadraS-StopsBslrlUUlic Restores Color aad ty to Gray and Fadsd Hair Ho. and $1.00 st drncRtstSi .aBlscox Chem. Wks. Pstehoms. HINDEtiC6ftN4 BOCBS. W.T. corn will be grown as successfully there?" It was not In corn alone that Western Canada carried off the honors at the Soil Products Exposition. The awards won by Western Canada were 40 first 29 second, and 28 third prizes. These Included 1st. 2nd and 8rd prizes for hard spring wheat; the sweepstakes for wheat and the cup offered by Canadian Pacific Railway for the best half-bushel of hard spring wheat; 1st, 2nd an<f 3rd prizes and sweepstakes' for oats; 1st, 2nd and 8rd prizes for barley; and 2nd and 8rd prizes for oats. It is Interesting to note that the sweepstakes for wheat and first prize for hard red spring wheat have been by Saskatchewan exhlfiitors seven times In the last eight years, Manitoba winning one year. Potato classes have some interesting successes for Western Canadian exhibitors, who won four firsts, three Some men like te fish because lt'a> the next thing to doing nothing. Get instant relief with 4'Pape's Cold Compound' Don't stay stuffed-up 1 Quit blowing, and snuffling l A dose of "Pape's Cold seconds and three thirds. Exhibitors I Compound" taken every two hours un« from these provinces also made fine m three doses are taken usually breaks showing In the vegetable Classes, win- up a cold aDd ends all grippe misery, nig among other prizes the premium I ^ very first dose opens you* prizes for cabbages, cauliflowers, €i0gge<i-up nostrils and the air pass* pumpkins squash and watermelon* | ages head; stops nose running; --Adv. MEANT TO SERVE AS BEACON 8tatue of Liberty at New York la Not Fulfilling Original Purpose of Designer. The statue of Liberty, in New York harbor, Is electrically Illuminated--- that Is, so flooded with light as to be rendered brightly visible at night Originally, however, the Idea was to make It serve as a beacon, and for this purpose the "flame" of the lady's torch was cut at the sides, the openings fitted with glass, and nine duplex arc lamps placed Inside. Thus was obtained a light which, upheld at a height of 805 feet above the water, was visible 24 miles out at sea, or ten miles beyond the anchorage of the outside lightship. Its maintenance was assigned to the government lighthouse board. Bnt the lighthouse board declared that It had little or no usefulness as an aid to navigation, its value being purely sentimental, and In 1902 the light was extinguished, the business of Illuminating the statue being handed over to the war department A Hugo Fellow Faced Me--« Winnebago, I Knew. dead body, until I felt the neck crack. Above me were naked legs and arms, a pandemonium of dancing figures, a horrible chorus of maddened yells. I caught a glimpse of Asa Hall flung high Into the air, shot dead In mid flight, the whirling body dropping Into the ruck below. I saw the savage, whose fingers were twined In my hair, lift a gleaming tomahawk and circle It about his head; I stared Into the hate of his eyes, and as It swept down-- there was a glare of red and yellow flame between us, the thunder of an explosion; the roof above seemed to burst asunder aMI fall lii and darkness, death. "Steven! Steven Knox--alive I Oh, my God; yoa have answered my prayer!" | our eyes met in understanding. What I whispered need not be told, and when we again rode forward, it was She found "me, heedless of all the upon the trail to Ottawa. horror in between, as though guided by some Instinct, and dropped on iter knees beside me. I felt a tear fall on my cheek, and then the warm, eager pressure of her Hps to mine. I could [THE END] Apostle Spoona. Apostle spoons, also called "gossip spoons," were gilt spoons given by the not speak; I could only hold her close I sponsors or "gossips" to a child at its with my one hand. christening. They were so called bo- "You are suffering," she cried, cause each spoon had a figure of an "What can I do? Is It Indian's apofetle on the handle. Wealthy paobody?" ' pie gave the whole twelve Apostles Yes," I breathed, the effort of those of less means and generosity speaking an agony. "He lies directly gave the four Evangelists; while poor* across my chest, a dead weight" er persons had to be contented with It taxed her strength to the utmost, one. being generally the figure of the but, oh, the Immediate relief t With'donor's or of the chlld'A patroa #%lnt the drawing of a full breath I Telt a return of manhood, a revival of life. I The Happy Ending^ Another body pinned my limbs to the I "Marguerite, can you cookf *N« floor, but this was more easily dls- Perclval; can you afford to keep a posed of. Then I managed to lift my- limousine?" "No, dear." So they did self, but with the first attempt bar jnot marry jusd UM7 /U*a4 bappU? ev#C arm was about my shoulders. - | afterward. Must Be a Fine School The six-year-old granddaughter of Judge D. W. Henry of Terre Haute had started to school In the training school of the Indiana state normal. William C. Ball, who lives across the street from the little girl, Is trustee for the Indiana state normal and a great friend of the little girl. One morning, when her mother was taking her to school, she noticed Mr. Ball going up the steps to the main building. Looking up at her mother she said: "Gee, this must be a fine school If Mr. Ball goes to school here?'--Indianapolis News. ^ ** Music on Post. A-negro rookie was on sentry, doty when an officer approached, and the negro challenged him in a languid tone. "That's no way to challenge," said the officer. "Sing out when you halt a man. Put some music into your voice. Now, I'll approach again, «nd see how you do it." When the officer got within 30 feet, the negro, keeping time with his feet, sang out: "Boom, tlddy-boom-boom! Halt! 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