The evening world. Newspaper, January 6, 1909, Page 17

World Daily Magazine, Wednesday, January 6, 1909. | By R. W. Taylor Hie $| 2 The Million Dollar Kid #% Mr. Jarr Faces Fate & mrrrnnnnn |i Ou-HO! These BE} 7 7 WITH ALL YOUR WEALTH NOU ARE RIGHT, AN TAS ORS ARTIST Mrs. Brown Potter Saloonman Gus Goes Bach on Him, ? ( | MR MONK, You SHOULD "UL Go To HIS STUDIO HARD Times! No f a Poetic Headliner BR OR eva shat is sm tno se say cee Un a? And So Do Rangle and the Rest. Do THat ! NG : 3 ; 7 ile, r? | PERSOVITGE SG 5 6 MODEMS COTHODOTDTCPOTODDTEGOOGOOGTOGOOOOOOO OG’ \ in Soulless Vaudevill bh Fa aes x ; . a NO SALE FOR ty | By Roy L. McCardell, | ts wnes you hat all the kingat” ania \ s | | Slavinsky, “I meld forty pinochle and BY CHARLES DARNTON. y ry 4“ U don't) the deeoe.” t noth-| “And I got forty trumps,” said erry ee EH Schmidt, the delicatessen man, “Elmer, mealirnactreranulilgh bring ue a drink.” This to the half- grown walter-bartender, “Gib me @ hod whisgey, I wanda talg sub quidide wid id!" murmured Mr. Jarr, “You'll take a cigar!” ald Rangle. “T don't mind you butting in, but you're woozy now."* “Sure, sald Blavinsky, “and ite aw- ful when @ man mit a noice family spends all his money on drink? I'll take beer." “The saloonkeeper gets the money first," said Muller, the grocer, sig: nificantly, At unother time this might haye roused Mr, Jarr, Muller's bill had “gone over’ on account of the holle days, and Mr. Jarr knew it, but be was too miserable to feel offended. Sure," sald Slayinsky, “they never hangs up the gin mills like they do glazter.”” “It's a queer world,” sald Rangle, ind he gave Mr. Jarra pity!ng glance, Why don't you get off the stuff?” he added Poor Mr. Potter will take you there by way of the Lincoln Sq the path with her $2,000 smile, Behold in her the poetic headliner of soul- tees vaudeville! | To get down to tho facts of the high salaried case, Mrs, Brown Potter Isn't | afraid to come out in the dark, As soon as the Australian Boomerang Throwers | have had their fling, the lights get stage fright, a midnight curtain shuts out the Roonday brightness of the Lincoln Square's scenery and a thadowy' figure drifts across the stage. B-a-p-p-r-r-ret-t! S-s-2-2-2-2! Two-count ‘em, two—calcium lights shoot down from the lofts and reveal a long and luminous creature, ‘Tis the poetic headliner. Bhe ts there by the yard, Your eye has to stretch ftself to take her all In at once. All the drapertes of drapery-loving London seem to be hanging from her shoulders, while topping the whole ts a white fur hat warmed by third-alar hair that flares out over ears that have heard the golden call of the ‘“two-a-| day,” | Ah, the spectral charm of that milll- nery display! Half-eaten chocolates fall| from forgetful hands into paper bags. Dazzled femininity loses ite matinee ap- petite, It sits pop-eyed. It hadn't ex- pected so meny clothes; it {s knocked speechless by the talkative jewels. For a moment the glorious headliner lets her outer self sink into the Inner| consciousness of her afternoon custom- ers, They may not understand her poetry, but they will understand she !s| giving them the best the foreign market | affords in other goods. Her hair finshes| | aq Arcady hast never been? Nay? Then here's your in the limelight. Her face is like @ white lle. Is tt a face or Just a fad? A swimming smile answers your silly question, The &mile strikes out from| between carmine lips and sends friendly ripples into the alabaster cheeks, There is @ slight movement. Mrs. Potter is about to speak. She !s to be heard as| well as seen. Let the restless vaudeville| MERE You SEE my Studio = my auc! fooR MAN, TAKE THIS $8,000 AND GET *OURSELE WHAT You NEED! AND RAIMENT! FOOD ? RAIMENT? WHAT jARE THEY To AN eee ARTIST? THIS 1S WHAT) “7! 3 NEED! oH .voy! ing to drink In my place, loafer!" snorted Gus indignantly, “Who wads « arig?” asked Mr, Jarr hoarsely, "I gotta bad code, Gibbe @ hod whis- key.” “You get no hot whiskey here,” sald Gus, ‘What MO MVEA TNCADEM you wants is some lemon and seltzer.” "Don'a I dell you I god a code?" code {n my chest, code ebrywhere?’ “How you get it, tnen?” asked the virtuous saloonkeeper. “Gettin’ full and sleepin’ out tn the snow? Oh, yes, got- tin’ full and sleepin’ out in the snow 1s a good cure of the rheumatisms, but when a man Is healthy it ain't a safe thing to do,” “You wode gibbe @ drig, a hod wi wey?" eniffied Mr. Jarr. “T should cay not,’ sald Gus. “Am I going to have your vife write In to tha Excise Board that I should have my Ii- cense taken? I don't want nothing to do with rummies?” "Rud T dell you I ata bed drigh sald Mr. Jarr, “nod a drob, ¢ "Ah, go away!" sald Gus con ously, "Look at such a red nose as 3 burn as you did last summer, vot?" “Ids gos I bed rubbid td, bed puddin’ eamfor on Id, bed dold ebbrytiy for td, wheezed Mr, Jarr, “Code in my head, | mptu- | | have! You can’t blame It on the gun- | aching In every bone y with dosing with itinuously from the bitter drug, rose tn y anger, you awd cad"'— He was going to tell them where they could go, but kKnow!ng he couldn't pronounce {t plainly with the cold in the head he had, and | being too miserable to fight anywey, he, kerchoo!” Here Mr. Jarr sneezed vo-| wandered homeward, where he knew spirit be still and liste’ to her words.) efferously, | he'd be taken care of. Mrs, Brown Potter in “Little Boy They're worth $8 aptece. S-s-s-h-h-h! | “Gesundhelt!* sald Gua, “but f take! “Pity a sinart fellow tke that drinks Blue.” “Captive Moments—Love's Cycle. | iM Mrs, Potter has spoken, And now .e recites, “To Arcady hast never been?" She wishes to know. She Insists upon knowing. Maybe you thought she would wear a sheath voice. Ney, nay, Chris- tne. Her voice ts unsheathed. It comes at you without fear or trembling, It makes an awful racket about Arcady. Smash! it goes against the orchestra | ohairs, and bang! it goes up in the gallery. Won't some one please cpen @ win- | dow and let out the noise? | The audience begins to let Itself out In little titters. Its sense of humor has| |no risk, you can't get nothing to drink| so hard,” sald |in this Iquor store. Ha, I knew It!) excuse for him.” added Gus, as Mr. Jarr made solemnly | “tre didn't got not for the back room and staggered a8 he satq Cus, “and ain't he got a nerve to did go, | come showing it here what he gets else- “Td'a quidide,” sniffed Mr, Jarr. "Um | where?" fud of quidide; toog twedy gratds just) \11 present agreed with Gus and Ran- now. Toog twedy graids lasd nide-| gi and the game went on. gle, ‘But I have no in’ In my store,” kerchoot” On hiy own threshold Mr, Jarr smiled deen touched, but its soul is still cut of Mrs. Potter's reach, Much of her poetry “Oh, book who's here!” exciatmed |wanly and awatted the wifely welcome, comes from her chin, “The touch of his deah-h HAND, so swe-e-e-et, go ten- Rangle, as Mr. Jarr lurched into a, .,\)'re a nice one to pretend to be sick, and then instead of ¢ 0) chalr by the pinochle game. home stoppl ear opics “Ob, you kidt!"” said the playful ing ull you can hardly stand! I saw you {re » window,” was Mrs, Jarr’s Slavinaky, as he poked Mr, Jarr tn the | Foesting. “Didn't you? Didn't your™ ef, “How you carry such @ chag mit) "My, Jarr nodded his head in feeble as- out spilling It?” sent. Then he took more quinine and a dar-r-r," doesn't touch her jolly hearers a little bit. What is Arcady to Mrs. Pot-| e tes's chin taking poetic flights? And what's jt al! about anyway? H H t Flo’ and Sadie and Christine give it up. They can't make it out at all. Here ome In Ss and there they catch a word, but Ife is short and Mrs. Potter is long—winded. One word {s a sigh, the next a blast. Mrs. Potter succeeds admirably In keeping “Captive Moments” to herself, and the = ming right in that saloon and drink- act busy Housewives, | By Betty Vincent. “ 7 hot footbath and allo himself to be audience {s willing to let {t go at that. ‘0 style of dress Spleit” exclaimed Muller, the grocer, | Ort to bed without making @ protest oF =P Eel Gel Cul. Cheieey ea la more becom: sullenly, “I meld eighty kings, getting a hot toddy \What's the use Flo! and Sadie and Christine admi Caramel! Custard. ing to the uttie|In a Difficult Posttion. ‘And how can anybody meld any-, when tho fates will otherwise? that she has style, but they can't quite follow her. Nelther can they under- stand why she should get wildly ex- elted about Arcady, They had always dreamed of !t as a quiet and peaceful tealm. “Who {8 Mra, Potter?” asks Sadie girls than the Empire. It ls graceful and at-|Dear Betty: tractive and so elm-| | AM @ young man of nineteen, About eae | areca aes gent | Don’t Let Him Know You Love Him browned in the oven; one quart boiling milk poured over the su- gar; stir well till all the sugar is dis- solved, When cool add the yolks of six eggs, one teaspoonful of flavoring van- ila, Bake In a pan of water. Makea r O*= cupful of granulated sugar ‘gh materials pecu- {ng on her and taking her to places of arly well, Thia one|®™musement regularly, I have now de- @eming down to earth and choco! aril See ates he eee frosting of the whites of the eggs and is made with a pretty oo nee a sete a Peeters By Helen Oldfield “She New York soclety two tablespoonfuls of powdered sugar. scalloped bertha and P pany 8 sons and also because I think I am too young to continue this acquaintance, , ¥ Spread this over the custard when | baked, and then return to the oven to brown. Stuffed Apples. Cue large sour apples, wash can be worn with a} fash, as {ilustrated, READER. T always |s @ mistake, some- There are moments, however, when, or with « soft crush- 3 I times a fata! one, for ajas Brig. Gerard says, “Love takes @ but she recited something and got on the stage."” ed belt, as liked. It/ You are in a very dffficult position, woman too plainly to show|/man by the throat and then ‘tls no 1s adapted to almost |for by paying the young lady such con- her love for any man, how- joke," which state of affalrs may chance all childish materials, | stant attention you have led her to be- ever much he may profes’ to women as well as to men, the more In the Illustration |Heve that you regard her serlously, You! his love for her. The gravity of the the pity, since the man may “cry out white volle fs trimmed ; must elther gradually cease your atten-| error, of course, !s measured by the and fly out,” but the woman, If sho with embroidery, |tlons or tell her frankly that financlal| manner ef man whom the woman loves; values her dignity and self-respect, must with applique and|losses compel you @o discontinue the at-| aj) men are not alike, and some few can be as silent ug the Spartan boy with his with lace, but lawns, |tentions you have accustomed her to| gtand the test of utter security tn the fox. batistes and various |expect from you, possession of that tender thing—a womn-| Then {t ts that the whole soul ts wash fabrics are cor- an’s, heart, rect, and light welght | A Lonely Young Man. FY thoroughly, wipe and core; then with the corer or @ sultable knife enlarge the holes left by removing the core, Chop cold chicken fine, season |with thyme, salt and pepper, moisten with cream and mix with fine bread crumbs. Fill the apples with this and bake. Serve cold on lettuce leaves with mayonnaise dressing. Herring Salad. Heenes soaked, boned, cut. Cold possessed by reslstloss passion, when !t But such men are as scarce as blue unstintedly pours out Its all and love wools, such as cash- | dlamonds, and no woman {s wise who! relgns supreme, mere and albatross, | Dear Betty: | adores a man and, still worse, tells him! Women who have the quallty of must be mentioned, A’ A YOUNG MAN of thirty-one. | #0, The tolling 1s the major part of| aloofness usually are those for whom “Berved or right," says Cadie. “Bhe's thinner than when she was here before,” remarks Christ! “No wonder!" exclaims Sadie, “Look ‘at the exercise she gets.” With a wide sweep of her siren arms Mrs, Potter comes out of Arcady, and turns her attention to “Little Boy Blue.” This is better. It brings a tear—from Mrs, Potter, The tear comes out the Moment It vets its cue and acts beautl- fully, It {8 the best trained tear ever seen In vaudeville, It can be seen from all parts of the house, glistening like one of Mrs, Potter's jewels and staying where it belongs inster: of splashing itself over its inventor's make-up. But it stay: bolled potatoes cut, meat (beef tongue or veal) cut, apples, raw, sliced, cucumbers sliced, opens cut, ar The quantity of ma- | Have a good position and been in| ths mistake. Hearts are willful things,/ men care most. But the aloofness must terial required for New York seven years, Can you/and sometimes unbeknownst are lost,| not ba too frigid. “Icy aloofness” 1s the medium size (ten | tell me how and where I can meet re-| but at least the woman need not ad-| Attractive only tn the aristocratic o long ‘rat it ets mixed up with “The Lesson With the Fan,” which ieee out prenerealeiay M suse per A BUT A fined young women? Am faterested in| vertise the faot, Thera ts much worldly | Becots culate Hee doesn't call for a tear. Mrs. Potter does Mrg, Brown Potter In “The Fan.” | re Serving mix with thick cream Bain it ante wide, | Muste, Hterature and theatricals and am | wisdom fn the saying that with impunity The remark that men are merely big garnish eggs, cut, and parsley, her best to call it !n and to be coy and should be cut’ In white and yellow partes gay and firtatious, but the tear, like the audience, is out to see the fun. It re- Mans untll a little thrill runs through Mrs. Potter's inspired millinery, and thea, Egg and Cheese Salad, presto! jt is gone. LICE ten hard-botled eggs and place | Mrs. Potter soon follows sult. As she goes, her feet attract the eye. What Is S a layer on small lettuce leaves ar- with 3 yards of edg-|{!n a position to do my share of entor-| one may break all the “ten command: babies often has been made by many Ing. No. 6209 | taining {f I am associated with nice| ments’ {f one only obeys the precept | beta ul Ee eae Tees ee | Poors. LC. | “Thou shalt not be found out." but children of q larger growth.” Noth Ne girls of 6, 8 10 and 12! ‘There are many musical, iterary and| Undentably there are times when, tf| Ink of this childishness so clings to all of 6, | nf Us, Men and women, as the desire Girl's Empire Dress—Pattern No, 6209. years of ace, theatrical clubs !n the clty which would Ua masralyihe the fade ie as earithe forbidden, the tendency to wish ehe wearing—rubbera? At any rate they haven't any heels and they are as ree ae RAAAAAAAAAASEAE® 6 glad to welcome a nice young man semble the concealinent of her real fecl- for what we cannot get. y heel a ged on a platter. Grat a G a b 8! markable as the rest of her. She comes back to give the audience another look this @ thick eSrelne of cheese, ney How Call or send by mall to THE EVENING WORLD MAY MAN-$ 14 their midst. Join some church andjings, the wisest women are they who onal etestes col show. bow at her, but she doesn't give It another poem. She is merciful, few finely chopped pickles, then the | to TON FASHION BUREAU, No, 132 East Twenty-third street, New? to) the rector of your lonely condition, can play the role of thoroughbred hypo- To give much, to. give If she is sensible she will “change her act." Fewer frills and more feeling x8, cheese, and so on until the eggs| } Obtata } York. Send 10 cents In coln or stamps for each pattern ordered. ¥ 414 will Introduce you to some nice poo- crites. It ts one of the axioms of polite mor t not to give all," has been woman's most preaious ‘ secret for retaining a man's love in- at some club where Ilterature or muslo the same desires as @ man, she has not §enitoiy) “Wee noe forever —Chicage is enjoyed. tho same right to express them. | Tribune, might enable her to get aking terms with he my PMI are used up. Put salad dressing over | 8 Bet on speaking terms with her audiences, A little common af@, used up. | Put tablespoon fot wcbesae| These gn top of this, ‘This makes a pretty Patterns, sh. IMPORTANT—Write your name and address plainly, and ale}, ng in turn will propose your name society that while @ woman may have aense goes a long way in vaudeville, and it might help the people at the Lincoln ways spocity size wanted. Square to keep their faci 8 straight. teleloleieieMetelniaiet ef af h e B arr ie r | A Delightful Romance of Gold Hunting in the Klondike. 1 By Rex Beach are Ne cre orem <i The Love of a Kentucky Soldier for a Daughter of the Frozen Wilderness. Author of “The Spoilers.” Iolefetialntalofalntetetsteteiefetetefelolefelelnloleloieteieletetefeletetatetetetetotatebofoletebotetbetete ielelelniebebebeebebeb bt ® » 6 @ + Neleieleleleleieieivini (Copyright, 1608, by Harrer & Bros.) | faint and long-drawn ory came from the} and shoulders towering above them, his) He had lain awake for hours thinking |now, and through the crowd came the|two, as straight as a pine sapling, and) “Are those Colts for sale? Mine was| “No. I'm locating here.” | furthest limits of the little camp. An white teeth gleaming from a face as of her, and had fallen asleep with her tall Frenchman, bearing in the hollow it needed no second glance to tell of | stolen the eae are Piaeie: ne ‘The trader darted a quick gtance o@ instant later {t was echoed closer, and dark as theirs, shouting to his friends (still in his mind, for the revelation of of each arm a child who clasped @ what metal he was made. His spirit was accustomed to Yukon prices, for he | htm, He did not Uke this man, BYNOPSIS8 OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS igh? Gale potidlan ites aiibeau. on the | then a dog began to howl, Before its ashore and pantomiming his delight to her blood had come as a shock to him. bundle to its breast. His eyes grew showed in his whole body, In the set of sonsd no senuiss at uD figure he “There ain't much dotng in thie oaenpa Deautiful daughter, Necia. ‘The gir has just | YOlce had died away another took it up the two Gale children who had come \the full force of which he could not brighter at sight of Necia, and he broke hig head, and, above all, In his dark, trader named, but took the guns and | its @ pretty poor place,” he sald guark returned home from a mission school. Her | sadly, and within three breaths, from/with Alluna to welcome him. Jappreciate until he had given himself fairly bom: warm face, which glowed with eager- tested each of them, whereupon the old | eqly, fathor tells her’that the discovery of gold 18 peas \ Oy none Aca coF patclay ey ss when he talked, and that was|man knew that here was no “Chee-| rn put in with from tts looks,” f- bringing thousands of fortune-seekers to the | UP and down the half-mile of scanty "Who's dose beeg, tall people w'at | time to think of It calmly. arded each other with quick questions | ness w 5 Aa edi ihe EIN put you, ita Y Togion, And that the Government, to avert dis. | Water front, came tho cry of "Steam: stan’ ‘longslde of you, Mit Gale?” he} yi haa sprung from a race of slave- and fragmentary answers till she re-|ever—when he was not singing pared PrenereHaadd Cs) pees a Ve j sensed the other, “It's got too many / Frambeate Whe hand Mtisee Alene a eeet At | bo-o-a-t!" Cabin doors opened and men called to her; then, shading his eyes holders, from a land where birth and membered her companion, who had fall-| “I never see so many people since I North, although the man’s garb had de- | aiidiers to be worth a damn.” He manded by young Liout, Burrell. As Necla]came out, glanced up the stream and elaborately, he cried, in a great voice: en back a pace and was studying the|lef' Quebec,’ he was saying, “She's celved him at first glance, The stranger | snaried this bitterly, with « peoultar 4 ¢ breed are more than any other thing, bona ‘ ‘5 z : : fh French parte Tne the attaira ot the | echoed the call, while from sleepy nooks | ‘Wall! wall! I b'lleve dat's M’sleu Joan| where a drop of Impure blood effects newcomer, whereupon she turned jus’ lek’ beeg clty—mus' be t'ree, four halanced) uty ancceay arn iB either | reering Uft of Ms Up, aa if bis words gpncted bac soon from a trip io bawson, |and sunwarmed roofs wolf-dors arose, an’ Mam'selle Mollee, Ba Gar! Dey an! ineradicable stain; therefore the "Oh, T forgot my manners, Tdeut, Cousnn' people. Every day some more /hand, then he Bee ern taste badly: with the. girl Hurrell; whovis attracted | SMWMINS and stretching, Those who had get so beeg wile I'm gone I don't KNOW | ought oF this girl's lgnoble parentage Burrell, this Is Napoleon Doret—our Po- de¥ come, an’ all night dey dunce an’ neatly, following which he execu‘ed & | “ustost of the boys are gulng up-river, das they hurried) dem no more! sing an’ drink w'lskee. Ba gosh, dat's|move that Gale had not witnessed for by Necla, learns with horror that she ts a) Slept late dres | epugnant to him that the more leon!” she added, with proud emphasis sey sald Gale. Muroreed Indian, “Athina suggests that Gals | toward the landing place, Joining In the! The youthful Gales wriggled at this Peuseiasatiihe aa Atal Tere [weiss euenecn errata SNS ena fine place!” |many years | “Well, those hills took es if they hed Fee a rretng Novia Kaaeveht the soldier | piaint, tll men and malamutes united delicious flattery and dug thelr tiny | Ht ! “Are there jote of white woment?'| He extended one of the guns, butt| }ed—the more monstrous, Lying awake stared at the sold er, whom he appeared moccasined toes’ into the sand. Molly! 424 thinking of her in the stiliness of to see for the first time, The little Down-stream came the falnt-slghing | courtesied nervously and, continuously | iis quarters, it had seemed a very hs trown people tn hte arms stared like. CHAPTER Il. whoot-whoof of a steamer, and then out | as she clung to her mother, and the BOY foritmate and a very terrible. (hing eg ee ae att thet a ' (Continued.) from behind the bend she burst, run- | showed a gap where two front teeth had During his morning autiea the vision of ort iF a Hur eehin ‘ Poleon Doret. sold In them,” sald the otranger, point- ing vaguely, “Tm gotng to prospect." Gale knew instinctively that the fel- low was lying, for his hands were not those of @ minor; but there was nothing in the shrill, slow ery, asked the girl, foremost, as if surrendering it, the “Yes, two, t'ree hondred. Mos’ of dem action being free and open, save tor the 1s work In dance-halls. ‘Dere's one fine fact that his forefinger was crooked and gal I see, name’ Marie Rourgette. I tell thrust through the trigger-guard; then you ‘bout her by-an'-by.”’ with the slightest Jerk of the wrist, the he three ning on the swift spring current with | been and was now filled by a very pink e sh befor im as is Judym was verified, 7 iy Mai pring nyo r had been fresh before him again, of eyes, only In those of the man NBN RICEEONTARANICA nC Toeea aiaona’ lain epunlerCUCTehaihandlaiamnsa ata His Judgment was vert ed ALE wee to his feet and Inia, 'h@ speed of a deer, She blew hoarsely | tongue. 4 his constant contemplation ‘of the there was no shyness. Instead, the Ca i % s Kintera s natantiee Unb ore , when Poleon drew bfin aside his big hand fArmly on her} before the tardy ones had reached the) “'W'n you goin’ stop grow, anyhow, | matter had wrought a change In } adian looked him over grave Te ee eee ee ee area eatila TRAE ‘Mipped the hammer, | &"d_ sald: shoulder. j bank, and when abreast of the town her| you two, eh?" continued the French- | atitude toward the girl, of h Ana Te ming to note each point (£0 Would have sald more, but spying |click aa his thun Pped th: yen ty r. uu know dat fallow? : ell clange . 1 eof sadness: “It : head to he eming t Aa the trader at the entrance of the store, It was the old “road-agent spin,” which “Don't talk ke that. There has! Pe langed, the patter of her great} man, and then, Ina tone of sadni was uncomfortably conscious and which |o¢ the unfamiliar attire; then he in ¥ Say Galo as a boy had practised hours at a Gi beant too) musty bised| levalreadydavvelll| iericeesed) ale. (reverecds hers anklnea)iit Ulnk) yourackiiaN| dig) tidon) BUY all /inaicwas) gladh to) seelishe) didnot pers |ritreai withoutiremoving) hia plance: ||| vere uonn musteientwey, eunchINg rere Fanos peecuer evan allow things to run along a bit as they |2Nd swung gracefully tll her bow was | dese present. Dese t'ing aln’ no £004 oaivg, Wa LOS AUTES PRUE TVS aH TH Into the details of their pon roielien. [imei pul the sate ones 4 ried D olks, 8 4 ‘row det i, * 4) } t } Ly heen most es b. Hane IL “She's eave Daw ¢ GS There's time enough to worry.” | UP Against the current, then plougled | for ole folks, I guess I'll trow dem) wtsrg ace ome of the, lucky men live at the post yonder,” sald the 1, Before they could finish, the When the trader laughed She's ieave Dawson damn quesck. He rose, but instead of going to his| Pack. Inching in slowly until, with much | away.” He made as if to heave a uh OR iy 8 i y I . fi ‘ Dosa mounted police ttrow ‘im on de fe 5 of going to | f var, from El Dorado Creek,” she Infor sleutenant 1 from the boat began to drift In This one hangs all right," he sald; |! y , room he strode out of the house and S!outing and the sound of many gongs, bundle that he carried into the river, ‘ i ; ‘ - oH 3 a eae | boat fus’ before we | Then he told 1 pita 4 ; him him, pointing out certain people on the "\w'at bizeness vou work at {them buying drinks at the bar| ‘give me a box of cartridges. sss ‘2 walked nortnward up ue trail, pasting |#he slid: her nose quietly into the bank | whereupon the children shrieked at him fh POT NE Ol! Rar tt poll ® bat : bes t Y He emptied hls goldesack In payment (@ story that he had heart. ‘The man, through the town and out of sight. Al-| beneath the trading-post and was made | so shrilly that he laughed long and In- eck: i aH a 2 : Aue ] thers making purchases of tobace WHRETEUR ARE RERURIERE ite ee had left Skagway between Tuna sat huddled up in the doorway, her| fast. Her cabin-deck awas lined with continently at the success of his sally, | States to Fahne TRS Th gent Wrat for you come cere? Dere's no-|and so forth, but for ther ed eae : Mas ‘on the disruption of Soapy shawl drawn close about her head, and) Passengers, most of whom were bound Lieut. Burrell had come with the SY ia gered erat i mi Ta AS Lody fight.n’ roun’ dis. place. merely Idling about co sly. ; ee ener Nit oe aah Tedsaparddoses ana thee waited for him untli che Inte sun—which | for the “outside,” although still clad in| others, for the arrival of a steamboat ever bien heard of in the world, I wrhe fjeutenant has been stationed Among the merchandise of the Post DP heart 13m t laroee ACCRA (DOSATIRG ) at this time of year revolves in a great | mackinaw and overalls. | called for the presence of every soul Wish father had gone up last sear pore, (oli 1 Necta. “Come up to | there were for sale a scanty ass LL) Gitd (a ‘ ‘si sy sun i at the Pass by two member dirole overhead—dipped down below the| They all gazed silently at the hundred} in camp, and, spying Necia in thé out-| When ¢ Hadi) cee: the st d tell me what it's of firearms, cheap shot guns, and a = Gale Ww a er v4 need induced ens! Committen who one distant mountains for the midnight|men of Flambeau, who stared back at| skirts of the crowd, he took his place “Why cidn't he?” asked the Leu ike at Danson.” With a farewell nod Winchester or two, displayed In a rack this fellow to spend his last few Mited zome unskpeoted eoup she went off with Doret, | behind the counter in a manner to at- | lara on a fire-arm, but ha sald nc hig gun, for both men hour, then rolled slanting out again a|them till the gang-plank was placed, | beside her. He felt constrained after tenant. ‘Surely he must have been j. jure few points north, to begin its long Jour- | when they came ashore to stretch their; what had happened on the previous among the fret to tearn of \t ‘ whose sp Bey anew; but he did not return, At|legs. One of them, however, made evening, but she seemed to have for-| “Yes. ‘Stick’ George sent him word again diately released jtract the eye of such nat! until the man had loosened the bx as might need them, and with the reat, buttons of his vast and slipped tha h was tn kh the body. No one it was he did, nor cared h + ‘ol ‘ En naide the be (git sutlon him overmuch. The next Yast che crept stiffly indoors, like an old| sufficient noise to make up for the| gotten the episode and greeted him with a year ago last fall, when nem the In spite of the man's unfrie ness, hung a pair of Colt's re’ ers. One) weapon Inside the band of his trous rs A ef. him was at Lake Bennett, ‘nd weary wom her usual frankness. Even had she re- | first discovery, but for some reason fa purrell watched him with admiration, of the new arrivals, who had separated |concsaling !ts handle beneath the edge | (lr ths line, where the mounted polloe the look of fright|silence of the other | Before the ‘1 staring in her eyes. steamer had ground Me appeared | membered {t, there was nothing he|ther wouldn't go.” Tharo were no b to his tufted fur, from TOMAS wsiese the neat coming © ¢ ah dec anda. hie heed |! could aay in explanation oF in apelegy, The men were pouring off the boat! boots, and yet he stood a good six feet | to Gale: ' 5 t of hie walatooat. Then ‘Bound for the outside?’ others at the front, now calle inquired ognized him and sent him on, Fecognle" (To Ba Continued.)