New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 19, 1923, Page 10

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heir T A a"\‘r\“( 5 - (Conti He sw Rind 7 ward a there and the clifis way meet that Vit He ha he had [ [ st 10 its § were light that illum bad served, fore, he that h Bame o on his b splendid ways said he rode for the than life the untar llode from peet, dircetly riders fre The cottc long black s house wal death Belle in her hear the struck the fls were, alas! slow for poor Lightnir ever run before miles at a k) “something by of which his spoken. Now he the spring and stopy hanging and the Lis 8. Th back step the darkencd sill he stopped and ca high look at the light and shadow, fields below Luildings gilent night “Th' under his breath, —always. A moment stirred in her sleey “John.” was hower the “y i Wtk played op mi ot 5 by hiae ing p master b man ho at an The man who stood beside touched reached downs and sweetheart,” Instantly and clingi his neck, he Little flutterir 1) “Oh, John! My John Hannon sat edge and drew her heart, smoothing tie her temples. He rea in his saddle and entered with best in its line, ® ool Fetd § e w S B e AT wTh NG R (e chambe ifflec spring and had run as he all stumbled in b d wit breath whistling a s st the ury" one e L= N 1id not feet that They stumbling, had d ki u] shown in him ometimoes il in his flung off Jhis soundle: On _the proud patio, sharp in its{ iy swoeeping s and all the ying so peacefully h in the muttered best in its line elle he wis *|the oth the in her vered with the living presence. cried BALTKORE WOiA M SSAGc 10 MOTH d Ave, Haywar Jghnson, a good moses said: "I have use for mor is good.” There needs D usually ha up. Mrs Dr. Teue's r accor children will be in through its usc. Symptoms to watch breath, slow ve sleep with 1 softly, down on the bed’s who & ote what may be ter mpli \ fen years and better : Consf fev er, GRAY HATR DARK Try Grandmother's Almost everyone Tea and Sulphur, pounded, brings back color and lustre to faded, strea d the only w to make it and troublesomes ing at any dru Sage and Sulphur Co will get a large bottl old recipe, of other ingrc Don't « ean possibiy your hair, as it de and evenly. You home, roaTa ¢ to get this mixture was | Old the ¥e vhi Favorite e Tea and hair Y h i mu days, ror ! w Y01 ind improved by the i dampen a or soft brush witih it and dr through yonr h I gray strand dizapy other applitation becomes beautifully ¢ attractive, w morn? ane ¥ 1 ARE. YOU SENDING THF WiiOLe C.uLD TO SCHOOL? Your rtl:;c rln-«h-"::h m:'y drpelnl apen your ion now i matter of his Get the facts sbout your chiid's eyes. " Diightly, ERS | of the might the better 4 you you noblest aded 1 think or knew sh may God forgive me thas ppy, little Wt why ust @t always so foolish you Know VO @ man could have made + Wlind woman v pon he said ow but 1 earth for HIZ STOOD HOLDING HIS DRIP- HO I AND HIS BREATH lcame ! his dealings with her. IWould have been so patient, so ten- i de o' kind and withal fo true. Oh, John, you are—next to God to me,” John Hannon loosed on® arm from out | drawing her nearer with und his fingers slipped soft- gun hanging at his hip. let me confess,” he said ‘come in with th' responses this here litany we're sayin’. You have been, an’ are, th' only star in h' light of my universe. 1 vou better than anything T pos- lands, money, s or our one ;.«hm. Better than Are you Lappy? |of honor in to the Now iin or: all, " murmured Belle, "Ah! Th eman bent his head ahove her, put his lips to hers in one long Kiss. “HOW WELL YOU ARE LOGKING!” F vou want tossurprise your friends all winter—if you want them to compliment you on your vim and “‘pep, " vour clear skin, bright eyes and quick, youthful step, purify your blood and tone up your system by taking Gude’s Pepto-Mangan noty. ! e's Pepto-Mangan is composed of just the elements you need for pro- tection against “‘grip”’ and winter colds, and for sturdy strength and vigor. At your druggist’s—liquid or tab- lets, as you prefer. Gude’s Pepto-Mangan : Tonic and Blood. Enr{cher T A ANY LUNMCH To T\ your | \/A FINE CHANCE | HAVE OF GETTinG '\ y \ Strength “to il Ward Off -, fl Influe, | The hand came up from the holster, the blue gun with it. Reth were a8 a rock The wondrous ge that had marked the Dlack Rustler on the Norder met its great- est test and did not flinch Slowly, carefully, the muzzie rose, picking its way more surely than ever rtefore, There must be no hungie here, no slightest slip, Inch by inch it erept wlong Belle Hannon's throat, her fair chaek-—reached her white temple and halted, just opposite ®ae spot where the soft curls lay, The dark eyes of the man burned on her face in one long yearning look, And then Va! Hannon, dull in her trance of anguish, heard a shot that boomad In the silent house most monstrously-—another that followed o nits heels, She passed a hand across her eyes, shook herself as it to clear the shadows from her brain, Then she seemed to come out of her own abandonment of sufferingu wits. Almost instantly she was John Hannon's daughter, strong, ready, though she trembled with fore- boding as she passed through the shadowed house toward her mother's room. Fanitta, half-clad and frightened, coming from the servants' quarters, At the threshold of that closed room Val stopped, slick to her eoul with fear, {lute hand and struck the panels, “Beile!” she called cleariy, dear!" There was no sound and again she called, Stlil that awful silence. Vel Hannon, as her father would have done ,opened the door and entered, In the bright square of moon!ight ‘Bel le DCINGS OF THE DUFFS i M) \\ W\ v \ alert, | In the living-room she met | |trom 1he winde with his wife upo | With majestie peace—and his gun lay smoking in his loesened hand, while o8 his face there stood out, stark in the moon-giow, & hread biaek velvet mask! Val stood in the deorway leoking down and the heart in her breast was slopped When it labdred on again she relaxed her hold on the lintel and slid weakiy down atong the wall, The room and its ghastiy wreek W whirling Bhe gaw her mother's smilibg face-— |the temple heneath the eurls She | Bhe saw the revelver and the mask, saw her father's upoevered iron-gray head, whieh there was ne mistaking. And then Val Hannen knew The Black Hustier'! Ah! The Hoss of Paradise! The net—and the signals! How long she sat erouched hy the doorway she did not Know Hhe heard Panita orying and the feet of women running, knew that dark ter. John Han his breast, still ror-strigken faces filled the door be- | hind her, And she knew that those two in the squere of moonlight were dead-—--gone together into that vast unknown which waits the human soul, Gone-—her dad whise pride and power in the rangeland were un- bounded -her mother with her high spirit and her splendid faith, Gone— the lave, and the pride, and the power! But--gone together, these [two who had loved so grandly, and who must still love! 8he heard the voices of the women talking in high hysterl horse's hoofs shurp on the stones outside— and Fanita speaking in her ear, “Oh, senorita,” it was begging, “come quick to the patio! There s one who rides with news and who will not be denied! Come, Senorita Val!" Dully the girl drew herself up lalong the doorpost. closed the door upon the room. News? What mat- tered news? But from force of | habit she, who had always answered all comers to Paradise in the master's gbrence, went stupidly out with Fa- nita’'s arms about her to guide her steps, | In the white light there stood a stranger. Or, hold-—not quite a | stranger. It was that slim boy whom with a jerk, to gather her own keen| Why + 10 Father Hillaire at Refugie Mesas Pecuento. He stoed helding dripping and his breath came fast, “Senerita,” he sald, speaking ty in Spanish, "1 come because da wept and would net cease Bhe says fhat one you love rides iato & trap of death, set to cateh ‘That Father Hillaire g . fort for the end in the Missien . |#ving it when T left—for Maria, | watehing, did not wait for the finish, Bhe sends you word that this—one- covers his face with a hit eof hlaek ?lmm the padre's torn cassock—and vides & horse—a great red horss— like one you know--into the trap by the Riind Trail Pass—to save your {heart from hurt, Hut Maria says |that yeu-—know love-—and that the liorses of Paradise and are fleet, That (nly you can save him-—from the Crag Oak-—because the Niack Rus- | tler ia—"" “Stop!" eried Val, white-lipped, * ow!" She stood swaying uncertainly, | While the full import of the tumbling | speech sank into her mind and heart, One-=\Velantrie--rode-~to the trap [by the Biind Trail Pass—knowing— He rode a great red horss- that did tradition of the ascribed to the Black Rustler—i| | damning double, He covered his | face with a bit of the padre's cassock ~=Ah, what friends! What lovers, |these two—-the bandit and the priest! That relentless net, drawing In, !would catech him--and the rest was sure, Those two in the room-—they might sleep at Paradise | forever, secure in their honor and their fame! Her name and her father's would be forever clear—at the price of one bandit's life, one old priest's silepce! But ‘she was her mother's daughter }nnd never for one moment did she think of these things, save to make clearer the great light that was break- | ing. She shook her whole young body and tightened her nerves to action, haise | hn moon-lighted . (Continued in Our Next Issue) = e strains hurt Congestion in tissues causes muscu- lar pain. Sloan's scatters congestion. Normal, free circulation returns Then she ralsed a reso-| mystery stry | his masterpiece, “Exploits of Sir Nor- man Greyes,” which begins as 2 -zrial in the HERALD Thursday - pain vanishes! That Guiities* HEREZ COMES A, FELLOW, ~ YBE HE'LL ME A LIFT- e You O 3 WITH THAT UMBF eda | Sam Pulls a Bonér 4‘3 BOM!'=TH BOsS AT ME IN CHARGE OF TH' \ NO ON A BIG WiNDOW EFT- 50 (M 51 (N 5 T M .8 = \E A ! v NS UM MAKING | B AT SUME L—»":\ SP.E WAl ] ” - ' e HERE. HE. 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