New Britain Herald Newspaper, May 2, 1922, Page 5

(Continued From Our Last Issuc) Agaln one of those agonlzing walts, racking to the two men whose future depended largely upon the happenings atop of the range. Far on the other side, fighting slowly upward, was a frelght train loaded with the neces- sary materlals of a large sawmill, “Guess it's all off,” came at last “The general superintendent in Den- ver's on the wire, Says to back up everything to Tollifer, including the plows, and give up the ghost.,” “Give ft up?" Houston stared blank- ly at the telegrapher, “But that's not railroading!" “I know, I'll call Denver." He turned to the key and hammer- ed doggedly. Only soggy deadness an- swered. The line was gone! CHAPTER XVI “It'd take a guy with a diving suit to find some of them wires, T guess," the operator hazarded, as he finally ceased his efforts and reached for his coat and hat and snowshoes. “There ain't no use staying here. You fellows are going to sleep in town tonight, Nin't you?” ' There was little else to fought their way to the . boarding house. Morning brought no relief. The storm was worse, and they faced drifts waist high at the doorway. Two hours later, the agent once more at his dead key, Ba'tiste turned to Houston. “Eet is no use here,” he announced. “We must get to camp and assemble the men to help those who are not fortunate. There is death in this storm."” Again with their waist-belt guide lines, they started forth, to bend against the storm in a struggle and at last to reach the squat, snowed-in building of camp. There Ba'tiste as- sembled the workmen in the bunk house. “There are greater things than this now,” he announced. “We want the strong men—who will go back with us to Taber.acle, and who will be willing to take the risk to help the country- side, Iet is the danger ahead. How many of you will go?” One after another they reached for their snowshoes, silent men who acted, rather than spoke. Guide line were affixed. Huddled, clumsy figures of white, onc follow- ing the other, made th egruelling trip back to Tabernacle. Already the re- ports were beginning to come in, brought by storm weakened, blizzard- battered men, of houses where the roofs had crashed beneath the weight of snow, of lost ranchmen of bawling cattle, drifting before ‘the storm—to death. It was the beginning of a two- weeks’ siege of a white inferno. The whole world was one great, bleak thing of dreary white—a desert in which there was life only that there might be death, where the bat- tle for existence continued only as a matter of instinct. And over this bleak desert went the men of the West Country, silent, frost- burned men, their lips cracked from the cut of wind, their eyes blood-red with inflammation, struggling here and there with a pack of food upon their backa that they might reach some desolate home where there were women and children; or stopping to pull and tug at a snow-trapped steer and by main effort, drag him into a barren spot where the sweep of the gale had kept the ground (fairly clear of snow. A two-inch crust of snow formed over the main snowfall, permitting small sleds to be pulled behind strug- gling men; the world beneath had been frozen in, to give place to a new one above. And with that: “It's open! It's open!” The shout cames from the lips of the telegrapher waving his arms as he ran from the tunnel that led to the stationhouse. “It's open! I've got Rawlins on the wire!” “Rawlins?”" Houston had edged for- ward. “There's not a chance. Get Den- ver on the wire. Then take this mes- sage to, every newspaper in the ci “'Cal't you help us? DPlease try to start campaign to force Crestline Road to open the Fass. Women and children are starving here. We have been cut off from the rest of the world for two weeks. We need food-— and coal. Road will not be open for or five weeks more under ordinary circumstances. T will mean death to many of us here, the wiping out of a great timber and agricultural country, and a blot on the history of do. They rambling Helps digestion —and cleans a coated tongue Thousands of men and women have feund relief from various digestive disturbances by eating Fleischmann's Yeast. It is human nature to want to find out “why.” So far as science can tell us this is the reason: Fleischmann’s Yeast is a food abundant in certain: elemer which are necessary to health and life itself. It promotes the flow of bile and of pancreatic juice,Jt has a remarkably beneficial effect on the whole digestive process. It cleans a coated tongue. Try Fleischmann’s fresh yeast in orange juice or in mik. Men like it in milk shakes and malted milks. Women like it spread on bread or crackers. Keep your digestion in the pink of condition and yourtongue clean and healthy by eating 2 or 3 cakes of Fleischmann’s Yeast fresh the familiar tin-foil package with the yellow labsl. Place a standing order with your grocer today. Colorado, Help us—and we will not forget it, “'THE CITIZENS OI' THE WEST COUNTRY.'" . “Sounds geod.” The telegrapher was busily putting it on the wire, Then a walt of hours. Then the wire clattered forth a message. He Jumped, “It's from the papers in Denver!" he shouted, “A joint message. They've taken up the fight!" The snows still swirled, the storms stlll came and went, During this period of uncertainty Houston met Ba'tiste Renaud, returning from the lake region, to find him raging. “Is cct that the wokld s all un- just?” he roared. I am the mad enough to tear them apart!" “Who? What's gone wrong?" “Ah! I pass today the Blackburn mill. They have the saw going— they keep at work, when there are the women and the bables who starve, when there are the cattle who are dying, when there is the country that is like a broken thing. They know that we do not get our machinery! They have think they have a chance—for the contract!" It brought’ Houston to a sharp knowledge of conditions. They had glven, that the rest of the country might not suffer. worked on, fired with the new hope that the machinery necessary to car- ry out Houston's contract would not arrive in time, A shout had come from the dis- tance. Iaintly through the sifting snow they could see figures run- ning. Then the words came: “They're going to open the road! They're going to open the road!" A message bearer came from the station. “It's the M. P. & S. L. Ac- cording to the message, the papers hammered the stuffing out of the Crestline road. The other road saw a great chance to step in. It's lend- HE WAS LOOKING INTO THE DRAWN HAGGARD FEATURES OF AN UNCONSCIOUS WOMAN. ing the men and the rolling stock. They're going to open another fel- low’s road, for the publicity and the good will that's in it.” Two pictures flashed across Hous- ton's brain; one of a snowy sawmill with the force working day and night, when all the surrounding country cried for help; another of carload after carload of necessary machinery, snow-covered, ice-bound, on a sidetrack .at Tollifer, with the whole, horrible, snow-clutched fierge- ness of the Continental Divide be- tween it and its goal. In the night he awokeé, again think- ing of it. KEvery possible hand that could swing a pick or jam a crowbar against grudging ice would be needed up there. A mad desire began to come over him; a strange, impelling scheme took hold of his brain. They would need men—men who would not be afraid, men who would be willing to slave day and night if necessary to the success' of the ad- venture. l.ong before dawn he rose and scribbled a note to Ba'tistc Re- m going over the range. 1 can't wait. They may need me. I'm writ- ing this, because you would try to dissnade me if I told you personally. Don't be afraid for me—I'H make it somehow. 1've got to go. It's easier than standing by. “HOUSTON." Then, his snowshoes aflixed, he went out into the night. The storm clouds were thick on the sky again, the snow was dashing about him once more. He floundered aimlessly, striving by short sallies to recover the path from which the storm was driv- ing him, Dawn found him as last, flounder- ing hopelessly in snow-screened woods going on toward he knew not where. A half-hour, then he stopped. Fifty feet away, almost covered by the changing snows, a small cabin showed faintly. His numbed hands banged at the door, but there came no answer, He shouted; still no sound came from within. The door yielded, and climbing over tha pile of snow at the step, Houston guided his snowshoes through the narrow door, blinking in the half- light in an effort to see about him. There was a stove, but the fire was dead. At the one little window, the curtain was drawn tight and pinned as the sides to the sash. There was a bed—and the form of some one be- neath the covers. Houston called again but stil there came w0 answer. He was looking into the drawn, haggard features of an un- conscious woman, the eyes half-open- ed, yet unseeing, one ¢gmanciated hand grasped about something that was shielded by the covers. Houston forced himself even closer. He touched the hand. He called: “Agnes!"” The eyelids moved slightly; it was the only evidence of life, save the labored, irregular breathing. Then the hand moved, clutchingly. Slow- ly, tremblingly, Houston turned back an ecdge of the blankets—and stood aghast. On her breast was a baby-—dead! CHAPTER XVII Soon water was bolling. Hot cloths Their enemies‘had | _ | ered my strength. 1 ev_elx:fi'evuy, thanl:s to Sanalt, NEW BRITAIN DAILY went to the woman's head; quletly, reverently, Barry had taken the still small child from the tightly clenched arm and covered it, on the little table, And with the touch of the small, life- less form, the resentment which had smoldeced in Houston's heart for months seemed to dlsappear, “I'm sorry-—Agnes. Don't be afrald of me, I'll get help for you." “Don't," There was the dullness that comes when grief has reached the breaking point, Dead, It died—yesterday morn- ing." Houston could say nothing in an- swer.. Quletly he turned to the stove, red-hot now, and with snow water began the making of gruel from the supplies on the shelf. Yorcing himself to the Houston asked a question: “Where W he?" “Who?" Sudden fright had come in- to the woman's eyes, *Your husband.', subject, (Continued in Our Next Issue), WILL CHOOSE BEST TWENTY-FIVE BOOKS Selection Will be Made by Ameri- can Library Association Chicago, Ma ~=The best twenty- five books for a one room country hol will be sclected Ly the votes of ral thousand libra teach- ers at the annual conf ces ol the American Libravy association in Te- { troit, June 26-July 1, and of the Na- tional Education association in Boston early in July, The winning titles will be announc- ed after the conferences “in order that people everywhere may know what books are considered by librar- iuns and teachers as most interesting and useful to children in the elemen- tary grades,” it was stated by Carl H. Milan, secretary of the American Li- Lrary association, “A recent study of children's read- ing in one state showed that some- times scores of children in a given district do not read anything but the textbooks; and that not infrequently there are no readable books in either the schools or the homes.” Mr. Milan said. “In other districts school - li- braries are made up of discarded books from dusty attics or of large sets of books, in near-leather binding, which nobody ever reads. “It is the hope of the two associa- tions conducting the contest that the selection of this list will serve to stim- ulate interest in good books for gen- eral reading, and to encourage the establishment and development of small school library collections. The desire of the organizations is to inter- est not only the teachers and librar- ians but also the school boards, trus- tees, public officials, parents and the children themselve MARY CARR DEAD. Portsmouth, ¥ng., May 2.—Mary Ann Carr, who was born in the cock- pit of Nelson's ship “Victory" near the spot where the famous Admiral fell, has just here died at the age of 85 Her memory of the ecarly days aboard the ship was fresh up to with- in a few days of her death. She once saw a sailor flogged. The picture of the man's suffering remained vivid in her mind through her long life. Only once did she see such a sight for on other occasions she was sent ashore to be spared the spectacle. GAGLIARDI TO MOVE. Shoe Shine Parlor Owner and Store Proprictors Reach Agrecement. Angelo Gagliardi, proprictor of the | Centre Shoe Shine DParlor of 310] Main street, has reached an agree- ment with N. B. Mag and Samuel Berkowitz, owner of the store he has leased, and will move about Thurs- day of this week in accordance with the wishes of the owners of the| building. Gagliardi recently brought | an injunction against the two local men restraining them from forcing him to leave the premises or to tear down his building which is underge- ing excavation, until he quits at the termination of his lease in June. The settlement was in the form of a cash yment with Gagliardi getting the option of occupying the new store. At- torney David L. Nair represented Gagliardi. After the Baby Came To This Mother Sanalt the Sensible Tonic Was Truly a Friend in Need A TIME OF ANXIETY AND DOUBT. FREQUENTLY A TIME OF MUCH SUFFERING FOR THE MOTHER. EVEN THOUGH THE OMING OF THE BABY MAY LEAVE NO ORGANIC TROUBLE OF A SERI- OUS NATURE, IT IS GENERALLY FOLLOWED BY A PERIOD OF WEAKNESS AND STRAIN THAT DEMANDS THE GREATEST CARE, MRS. JULIUS WAGNER, WHO HAS LIVED IN PAWTUCKET, R. 1, ALL HER_LIFE, AND NOW RESIDES AT 162 GLENWOOD AVENUE, E XPERI- ENCEP THE JOYS AND SOME OF THE SORROWS OF MOTHERHOOD AT A PERIOD RATHER LATE IN LIFE, WITH THE RESULT THAT SHE WAS IN A RATHER RUN. DOWN CONDITION. SHE WROTE TO A FRIEND AS FOLLOWS:— “Baby came in July, and in the middle of August I had not by any means recov- | was in general very weak. My appetite was poor; my com- plexion had become very yellowish, and 1 was much constipated. A friend gave me a little Sanalt to try, and the effect of it was 80 good that I secured a full sized bottle. After taking the contents of the regular sized bottle, as directed, [ am able to say that it has entirely relieved the constipation. My appetite is wonder fully improved, and it has so strengthened my blood, that my complexion is in natural, and 1 am feeling g,uiu well in owners and clerks of all :ood drug ! stores will sell you Sanalt, and tell you more about it. HERALD uFE E CANDY MINT WITH THE HOLE If hot and dry and dusty, your throat will welcome the tingling freshnées of LIFE gAVEI(S. Do try some today! Wint-O-green Cinn-O-mon Lic-O-rice One day last November in London 340,000 pieces of soot were found in eath cubic foot of air and the diame- [s ter of each piece was one twenty-five housandths of an inch. Cl-O-ve TUESDAT, MAY 2, 19 ADVERTISING MEN T0MEET TOMORROW Semi-annual Gathering of Nation- al Writers at Chicago Chicago, May 2.—Extensive dls- plays of advertising material will mark the semi-annis] meeting of the Association of Natienal — Advertisers May 3-6. The membership in- large manufacturers who arge advertisers, At the gathering, the motive of which s announced under three dis- tinet heads—the market, the method and the machine—will be exhibited copies furnished by national adver- tisers of the most productive adver- tisements used during the last year al periodic newspapers, hnical, trade and farm pa- ; specimens of the most poten- tial direet mail advertising pieces; copies of unique issues of house org- g sketches made for striking and ective posters and outdoor bulle- and samples of effective street ands. The foregoing will come under the heag ofgihe “method.” here elud ar Market Analgsis, mar- sur- | | ing with the “market," ket s, Investigations and veys ng information on market- ing conditions will be shown Under the head of “machines promotion department org ion charts and advertising departments 'm forms of all kinds will be dis- ed. Blue, red and white ribbons will be In « ales ve awarded hibits. _— “Many Dishes—Many Diseases” So Benjamin Franklin said—and we're discovering his wisdom, Strength and energy do not come from a big variety of dishes on your table, Better a few simple, well-bal- anced foods, including your most wholesome and sustain- ing of all foods—Bread. Make one meal, say luncheon, on Bread-and-milk, for a week and note the new vigor and energy you will acquire. GOOD BREAD The loaf of all-pure ingredients, richest in food-value. Ask your grocer churches was first ordained by Pope Innocent 111, about A. D., 1200. by three judges who will on the relative merit of the ex- series of talks by prominent ad- A synthetie coal, costing about half rtisers will be given. the market price of ordinary coal to - produce, is said to have been made of marriage in'by a Berlin chemist. 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