New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 21, 1922, Page 10

—~— (Continued From Our Last Issue) “Tell me about it he sald at last casually. “1 was thinking of making & hoat and going down on a prospect- ing trip." "'l tell you about It, and then I think youw'll change your mind, The Foet catusuct 1s the one Just above wheré we first saw the river—coming fn, then there's this mile of qulet water, *rom that point on the Yugn fows into a gorge. The: walls are Just about stralght up on each side, and of course are absolutely impass- Avie, For nearly two hundred miles the river is considered impassable for hoats, or 80 below there {s an Indian village ~=but, théy never try to go down the river from here, “And after you've once got into the rapids, there's no getting out—or Ianding?" “Of course not, 1 suppose there are places where you might get on the bank, but the gorge above is impass- able.” *You couldn’t follow the river down =with horses?" “i*Yes, In time, Of course it would be slow going, as there are no trails, the brush Is heavy, and the country is absolutely unexplored. If any crimi- nal—or any one like that—could take down this river in a canoe in high water—and get through into that great, virgin, trackless country a hun- dred miles below, it would be almost impossible to get him out.” “And with good ambushes, able to hpld off and ‘kill a dozen?” Ben's hands shook ,and he 'ocked them be- Bind him. “They call that country— at?" ,'“‘Back There,' = That's all I've ever heard it called—‘'Back There.’ " :“I must be going now,” the girl sid. “My father pretty near goes crasy when I stay away too long.” 4+ His mind seemed to leap and gather “her words. She was the joy and the ride of the old man's lite. And Ray rent, the stronger of Neilson's two | #ubordinates,-loved her too. ! “To strike at them indirectly— !hrbu;h some one they love—" such had Beeh his greatest wish. . “Goodby,” the girl was saying. I'll #ee you soon—" A ! He turned toward her, a smile at his lips. His voice held steady when oke. i ‘i’":t’fi‘l héve 'to be soon, if at all,” he peplied. “I've got to really get to work in a few days. How about a Hittle picnic tomorrow—on the.other side of the river?” The girl's eyes shone, rose again in her tanned cheeka thifk that would be very nice,” told him, eight.” CHAPTER IX. The Wolf Man's Strategy Alone by the fire Ben had oppor- tunity to balance one thing with an- other and think ont the ‘full conse- uences of his plan. ‘-’In the still hour of midnight he parried the equipment down to the canoe that Beatrice had’left the even- i{ng betore. Then he drew from his pocket a sheet of paper and wrote earefully, a long time, with a pencil. Folding his letter carefully, he sealed it with tallow. ‘Then, wrap- ing one of his blankets about him, e prepared to wait for the dawn. ¢’ Just before elght he saw her come. Her volce rang -clear and sweet through the hushed depths as she called a greeting. s “Go back and get your heavy coat, he commanded. “I've already been 61t on the water, and it'll freeze you tift” xm smiled into his eyes, but e of a breed of women th:t feafnied obedience to men, an immediately turned. But Ben bullded better than he thought. and the color ira she here—at meet you she had she had His eyes' whte ho longer on - her. radiant, . They had dropped to the pis- :::.?ln the holster, that she carried In her hands, ‘prépdratory’ to strapping it about her waist. (This pistol and a small. package. the, contents of which he did not know, were theé only equip- t she had. m;a- jadd .down the things, and in & moment the thickets had ‘hidden her. Bwittly Ben reached for the gun, and for a few speeding nec|onds his fingers orked at its mechanism. v w“l‘nr goodness sake, Mr. Darby, the girl cried. “What have you got this boat?” :;I‘le of supplies, covered by the blan- kets, in the center of the craft. “It looks like we had enough to stay a month, doesn't it?" he laughed. “There's blankets there, or course-—to make us comfortable—and the lunch, lome-made, bat Has No Equal for Coughs Msakes a family supply of really ine. Ens- ‘flrnuhh cough : icine. Ess If you have a severe cough or chest eold accompanied with soreness, throat tickle, hoarseness, or difficult breathing, or if your child wakes up during the night with croup and you want quicl he!p try this reliable old home-made cmq\: remedy., Any druggist can supply you with 2% ounces of Pinex. Pour thia into a pint bottle and fill the bottle with plain granulated sugar syrup. 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NEW RRITAIN DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 21, 1922, e T | o e e e I T P PPRICE 1900-Little, brown & Campany and a plllow or two," The girl's eyes fell with some prehension on the shaggy wolf, haven't established very friendly | latlons with Fenpis—" “I'd leave him at home, won't stand for it, Lie hoy." Hen motioned, and Fenrls sprawled at his feet, “Now come Ihere and pet him, Migs Neflson,"” “He understands,” Ben explained “He reallzes that I've accepted you, and yon're all right. You've not for- gotten anything?" he asked casually. “Nothing I can think of." “Got plenty of extra shells?" “Part of a box, It's a small call- her automatie, you see, and a hox holds firty,” “Ben's tone indicated deep fnterest “May I see ‘em a minute? 1 thi* I had a gun like it once, Not the | gun—just the box of shells," resently he started to push off, “You're not taking the other pad- | dle?" the girl asked curiously, I don't belie “ps 1 re- but he down, old in letting “IT'S MY LAST WARNING. TURN QUICK, OR I'LL FIRE,” SHE SAID. A S iRt R o young ladies work when I take 'em on an outing,” You are just to sit in the bow and enjoy yourself. Just one moment more he hesitated. From his pocket he drew a piece of paper. This he inserted into a little crack in the blade of the second paddle. “Just a little note for your father,” he explained, * to tell him: where we are, in case he worries about you.” “That's very considerate of you,” the girl answered in . a thoughtful voice. After the manner of -backwoods fathers, Jeffrey Neilson had offered no objections to his daughter's all-day ‘excursion with Ben. ¢ . When he heard his daughter’s voice on the canoe landing, . one hundred yvards below, he was inordinately startled. She had not told him that their picnic would take them on to the water, He turned toward the door, in- stinctively alarmed; then hesitated. After all, he could not tell her to come back. . Beatrice would be mor- tifled; and besides, there was nothing definite to fear. Yet what, in reality, did he know of Ben Darby? All at once a baffling apprehension crept like a chill through his frame. He could not laugh it away, It laid hold of him, refusing to be dis- pelled. Once more the man started tor the door. When he reached the landing the canoe was already near the opposite shore, heading swiftly downstream, “‘Come back!" Nellson called again. “I order you—'" | ter of Jeff Nellson can't ever be any- overboard, Beatrice," | the thing you fear Iy concerned, You've | hao) v P |Ingly without {#hare, and we'll try to cateh an overs J hanging limh Relleved Bi A“Fr—uit-a-flves" ‘ The Famous Frult Medicine Indigestion, Weak Digestion partial digestion of food, is one of the most serious of present-day complaints, Those who suffer with Indigestion, almost invariably are troubled with Rheumatism, Sleeplessness and ex- cessive Nervousness. it-a-tives” will always relieve Indigestion because these tablets strengthen the stomach museles, increase the flow of digestive juices and correet Constipation, which usually accompanies Indigestion, 50¢ a box, 6 for §2.50, trial size 25¢ At dealers or from 'RUIT-A-TIV Limited, OGDENSBURG, N.Y, He bent for it with cager hand, His eyes leaped over the bold writing on the exterior, “To 17 Melville's murderers,’ Ben had written, And with that reading Je knew a torror beyond any experienced in his life, His hand ripped apart the sealed fold ,and he held the sheet before his eyes, To Neiison and His Gang. When you get this, Beatrice will be on her way to Back There-—either there or on her way to hell. Ezra Melville was my pard, A let- ter leaving his claim to me is in my pocke » know where Hi- ram’'s will is it . to Ezram. Your title will those papers aren't destroyed. If you don’t eare enough about saving your daughter from me, at least you'll want those letters, Come and get them. ing for you. or | § | | | | | | | | I'll be wait- BEN DARBY, As the truth flashed home, Neil- son’s first thought was of his rifle, One well-aimed bullet over the water, shooting with all his old-time skill, might yet hurl the avenger to his death in the moment of his triumph. And he cursed' himself when his empty hands showed him that he had left his rifie in his cabin. His pistol, however, was at his belt, and’ his hand reached for it. His steady finger pressed back against the trigger. The first shot fell far short, He lifted the gun higher and shot again. Again he shot low. But the third bullet fell just a few feet on the near side of the canoe. Once more he fired, but' the boat was farther distant now, and the bul- let went wild. The pistol was empty. He turned back to his cabin for his rifle. CHAPTER X, The Stream of Death, “We'd better keep on going to our landing place,” Ben advised. ‘“There's no place to land above it—I went all over the shore this morning, That will give him time to cool down, I only want to get around this curve be- fore he comes with his rifie,” ““Turn into the shore,’ she told him, half-whispering, “You ' stlll have time to steer into shore, I'll jump overboard if you don't.” He shook his head. “Don't jump he answered. “It isn't my purpobe to kill you—and to jump over into this stream only means to dle.” The girl knew he spoke the truth, “What do you mean to do?" ghe asked, “It's just a little debt I owe your father—and his gang,” Ben explained, “I'll_tell you some time, in the days to come, It was a debt of blood—'" The girl's dark eyes charged with red fire, “And you, a coward, take your payment on a woman, Turn the canoe into the bank.” “You're safe with me—the daugh- as thing, but safe with me—as far Hen shook his ’\\).HP hand flashed to her side, rose sure and stoady, holding her pls- to! sald, | VOICES IN THE AIR (Westinghou 7:00 p, m.- Semi-Weekly Pubile Health bulletin,! | 'm debt, * and turr - into wtill time to pred him, “Glide got I, the girl ans feeling, It's my last warning," head, The girl's then “Turn quick, or I'll fire," she (Continued in Our Next Issue) AAAAAAA AL, Thursday, December 21, 1022, KIKA . 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