New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 17, 1923, Page 10

© » Dadl, Mead & Fr900 by prangeTe (Continy The gir cottanwool bluewater, heart to b three tim she preme Ves Wrom Our elinging 1o the sho off Hendenning how | wish Jol Boyee will do sibie Let's ¥ The girl by th at her mother } Iteous eyes Lody band ‘I think 'l go t¢ “good-night, dear Val lcaned and Kis Gully to her stops retur house Then she, too, entered and groped Ler way, mor ¥ than | had ever done, into the fur depths of her | own south room And far away ir the levels the Black Ruatler f played his last gro ame A mad delight was in his heart, the darfy and rockless courage that had marked Jim on the lorder ~-like @ wind whippin Jt whipped him to stro fine point of the lon ©f beating the of a hair. He whose gallantry he though there was one other he had yither had beneath him--dnd by his #ide rode his aid and lieutenant, com- yanion of a hundred night-ri Jige bulk of a man on . power raw-boned horse, It was not fat steers they took this night, neither anything that a man nidght need, but something to cut the Joser wi a lash of in and 4 mely | Irinee the young mi whom the 1lyii Tad noasted forward and to ing into th rode v prairie fire, cds, to the odds, to the joy| ranchers by the lhorse upon could depend-— rode a ok fine of much for running for the distant puse rail Hitls, and the] rising noie of ed proved that s somcthing in her, that lhvl oundation | y time the 1 ups with its nned | of tler rose in and the world fiame upon sight he W ter and struck a fist upon mel. spire t each augh- pis pom- cried, “their | Whil rides out of Vll‘i." cir litble fires!" he Lot Iheir cocksure faith! th' Black net like an But their littie ther readiness than he their faith solid many men of the 1 and some of three days thut was to 50 t was gu shadow waiting rope at inis s For.old Da make a pla Jier beils tler's numbe There were the plains t Dangerous Bronchitis When resistance is lowered and you come down with a cold or cough, your trouble needs prompt atten- tion or dangerous bronchitis or pneumonia may develop. Take Lin- onine at once and win back your strength, ward off the impending ick: nd regain your health itustler a fur- know, K-—for fires covered conld ran des | e 1 had Blaek n five were known Prine the pa men in the their six-guns | rried a good | fact n ded by of the cliff, and some one e in the and st to afoot in more horses rider at night than any and vital pecord of success in just such cases. high in him | width || and rode through the shallow waters |10 Refugie And beyond the pass in the Kilind Trail Hills something was happening | ~—something vitatl, that would have [1e do with the play that was coming |-=for that top sapling in the hidden glade, long thinned and bending gave at last beneath the worrying teeth @ broad bay breast—and the ends let |0 from their cut slots in the wall! With a hoarse scream the Redstar, feeling the barvier give, pushed, felt of the remaining height with his bending neck-—and whirled from the a spotted pinto Sark—and | sate to tear away up the level foor, R \ | Par in the eenter he turned, leaned with & shadow on/ - Phese two met. by |forward, poised, then stretehed away Fittle Antelope eyt |10 full Aight toward the lowered bars, ann ey B, | still A splendid hurd) s poal of vixen laughter, & |NOURR to' tax his full strength and 1 small fist shaken to the | PPAIN, but beyond it lay the sounding = oo it gl canons, the pass, the open plains- and—the sweet green flelds of home! Home-—and the ecalling voiee of his | Leloved—with the sweet seents in her hair-=the feel of love in her caressing Pands! | Like a wind upon & hill==like & Fite above a cloud-—-like a vird that skims a prairie—the TRedstar took Company b 84 win Pt ke or instance a whost in the red horse iders where 1he its fprd Tio Free! Free as the winds | * nd up the gorge, as the un- trammelled waters! He fung up his great head, his soft eyes shining like fox-five, and with his mouth open and screaming his joy to all the silent walls, the Redstatr went down the cut-—for home! And the lla~k: Rustier, his horse's feot soft-padded, rode for the guard- ed pass hilariously, But he, too, was keen as the seventh sense, He, too, Ifelt a mystery in the night that he had never felt, Safe enough yet, he stopped his headlong flight, his strong bunds on lead-rope and rein, rosc in his sticrups and listened, Bary-—bark-—bark=-like the an- gwering of the pack when the leader |signals “found."” A ring of speaking HIS |shots—sign that, with quarry scented, the nat was closing down, The first cold fear struck into the stallion | Rustier's heart, He raised his head swiftly, 'vet higher and listened in every quar- ter, Then he laughed again—but it the fly-|was different laughter. Brief, hollow, of the |full of a mad excitement. He sobered as he land held out his hand to the man be- side him. “We've had many a ride together,” WITH ’ The man on the ught his breath, thonght and swore a low-toned oath, For a while be sat where ing pinto left Lim, in the lee nwoods, thinking as swiftly \ ught in a'l his vivid Nf ¢ a hand across his eve Four ounces ~—an honest quarter pound of BAKER’S CaracasSweet Chocolate DPi:re— wholesome — delicious Made from only high grade Caracas cocea, pure cane sugar and flavored with Mexicen vanilla beans. MADE ONLY BY WALTER BAKER & CO. LTD. Lstablished 1780 DORCHESTER, MASS, Booklet of Choice Recipes sent fres THE DUFFS - e HELLO, OLIVIA, HOW ) OH HELLO, ARE YOU ? 1S DOR1S, COME IN* HELEN HOME? 7 WHY HELEN IS LYING DOWN DOINGS OF i USE 3 SEIBERTS PASTEURIZEDE. MILK AND CREAM BREAD / f} 5 piu | AN ALL AROUND DISH Every man, woman and child has a fond ¢ spot in their foordl memory for good old fashioned bread and smilk and Seibert’s pasteurized mik es- pecially pleases them. ERT b SONK “Your Milkmaen" | s ¥ ONTH LHOLE BUNG ! VONRAD VAKBETER - THENE GOT A bent farther yet to the push of | e gns T Tt :"’, said, “an’ it's been a great life {th' best in its line=—such a life as no {other twe men on this Porder have | |ever livd, But I think it's dene at [1ast, This was to have heen th' Last, th' most brilliant——th' high waters |mark of all, Bhake, old man. Awn' goodby, Turn th' damn mare loose | ==an' ride-—if there's any way to ride | that these damn ranchers"—there was savage hatrad in his velee—"ain"t vovering." He wrung the hand of the silent man, whoe could not speak it seemed, und was away, And at that hour, when the world seemed lightening with the rising moon, while Val prayed in a ish, while the Black Itustier rode away on his last great lap alone—Nather Hil laire vose trembling to stand in the gate and geasp Velantrie's hand, ' sald the man simply, I've i==to the Church door—-and 7" asked the priest with in. effable sorrow in his voice, “No, White, 1 hope, As white as I ean ever be, T am in haste father -=great haste—and I necd you, Al- ways 1 have needed you, it secems- but more than ever now." He spoke r@pidly and Father Hil- laire drew him into the moonlight that he might look into his face with yearning eyes, It was thin The wound “Better, Almost well, It was nothing—a scratch, I've had many WOrse, DBut-—he was the man, padre ou know that.” How well!” said the iqr how lon, ' “So " And you did not tell me?" Th were speaking in the elemen- a bit and paler. other, “and ONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY WHAT HAVE YoU BEEN DOING LATELY, DORIS P e tul, a8 i7 It was the time for all hopes, all dissimulations, to be laid aside. “Ne. Why sheuld 1™ “True. You were my friend.” Velantrie laid his arm he shoul- (ders under the shabby cassock that |scemed bowing under an invisible | weight “He my friend sald, and there w [the rich voice that vibrated Innnu. “I am in great haste went something.” naw, padre” he @ wistful tone in like a but 1 “Ask,” sald the priest simply, l “Huch comfort as you have for lost souls, padre-—give it me." Father Hillaire wet his lips, "Dia?™ he asked stiffly, “how, my | | !.\) | e BMack Rustier rides tonight— inta a trap, set and prepared by that | bitle arch-fiend, Lolo Ranches—I met her but now by the Little Antelope-- who thought it was 1 whoe would Ispring it. Por her sake-—you know-- for her sweet sake—well=—it is 1 who {shall spring the trap, padre, if 1 can ll.mn him inand no one will be the | wiser, You know I have the Rus. [tler's fame about me anyway, . . Can you give me comfort, father dear?" The old priest lifted his face and |never in his long, hard life had it !been so glorified, so furrowed with its I Greater love hath no man than | that he giveth his life for hin ‘vrlvml.' "' he sald tremulously, “come,"” And for the firts time Velantrie, | “sometime of the Rorder,” stepped to the little side door of the Mission, !howed his bare black head and en- (tered, Father Hillaire lighted a ta- per on the altar and closed the doors, Velantrie knelt with his face to- ward the light, CHAPTER XXI, Home to the Piclds of Paradise. | The net was drawing In—drawing in, Not a man on that far-flung line knew It so well as the Back Rustler himself who rode with muffled hoofs inside the net sweepingthis way and that, listening, feeling for the unseen for. His brain, always keen and cal- | | THE GRIP EPIDEMIC How to Dodge it And What to do If You Alreedy Have It 3 If you are overstived, weak or run-down, you eateh cold easily, If yow' ha eold, it is easy for grip to take hold, g If you have the grip, it may easily lead to pneumeonia, and that eften ends fatally, Bo first of all do not allow yourself to get run-down or weakened, Bulid up_new strength by taking Pather John's Medicine, which gives health re. sistance to evercome disease But if you have a cold, do not negleot it, Begin taking Father John's Medioipe right away. It is the logical, safe way to treat a cold and has prov. €n its value by more than 67 years' success, A mild attack of grip will usually yield to Father John's Medieine, but the getting-well stage is the danger point, It is then that the bedy, weak- ened by the grip germs, i3 open to attack by many other lurking disease wrils. These poisons must he driven from the system and Vather John's Medigine fs most effective by means of its laxative effect and because of its strength-giving, health-building, tissue-forming elements, . Remember, Father John's Medicine is a pure, wholesome food, Guar- anteed absolutely* free from opium, morphine, heéroin, codeine or any other dangerons drugs or alcohol, Cet the large slze—It containg mofe than twice th wize, culating, counted the ranches and the [seratch in the shot-put, heaved the probable men from each, the distance |iron ball forty-one feet, seven and they would be from thelr various | one-half Inches, In the same event starting places by now,\ To the north- | Johnny Thurman, Penn's all-Amers | west he went—Dbut he knew they were | jean tackle, took second place, Thur- there: To the north he tried to go— but he felt them coming there—from Paradise-—the riders on the flect Ited Brood, man was also on serateh, | Thomas H. Ince has ofteredl Mrs J\Vunm-r- Reid full cooperation in her proposed film to expose drug condi- l tions, . (Continued in Our Next Issue) “TEX" HAMER DOES WELL, | Philadelphia, Feb, 17,—~While the chilly blasts blew over Franklin Field yesterday afternoon, “Tex™ Hamer, captain-elect of the Pennsylvania football team, atarred in the handi- cap meet, by Winning the ulfin-pul and taking second In the Jjavelin thré Hamer, competing from MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY “How dare you let the dirty heast drink that milk!” “He's no beast; he's not. He's Michael, me dog.” Miss Taylor created the role of Peg in the original stage play which has been performed more than 15,000 times Directed by King Vidor Doris Has His Number OH WILBUR TOOK ME O A DANCE LAST NIGHT AND | LEARNED A NEW STEP - YOUJUST GO SIDEWAYS W!TH YOUR FEET LIKE THAT - HWLO-H10- SAY,- ) WANT 400 Yo Fix ME. UP WiTH A BOX FOR TWO, TONGHT - v-\cv‘\ cEL weme — / S0R74 SR~ BUT WE HANENT ANY Bl ENOUGH FOR TWO, SIR -BUT | THINK WE CaN FIx You uP-ou CAL ABOUT & O'CLKK TOMORROW MORNING % il ————————— [ How ARE You AND WILBUR GETTING ALONG THESE DAYS, DORIS ? ] SAN'IT- WHO TH' SAM HILL WANTS T 60 To A 3HOW & OLLOK IN THE MOKNING - WHAT KIND OF A JOUT 15 TS STAR THERIRE ANYWAY? WE HAVE BEEN MARRIED NEARLY TWO YEARS NOW AND HE HAS NEVER DECEWED ME YET- Adapted by Mary O'lara from the play by J. Hartley Manners BY ALLMAN WELL, THAT’S NICE ; I'M GLAD TO HEAR T | CAN TELL WHEN HE'S LYING EVERY WAL, TS 1SNT TH' STAR TREKTRE "\~ T e ST UNDERTARING PARLORS 11