The evening world. Newspaper, June 2, 1919, Page 19

of a Man and a | A Story of the Woods, in Which the Adventures of a Pup and 4 Bear Cub Are. Entwined About the Romance Beautiful Girl ad Copyright, 11 19, by Doubleday, Page & On, CHAPTER L Moon, that Neewa the tack bear cub got hie first real look at the world, Noozak, his mother, was Il WAS late in the month of March, at the dying-out of the Engle an old bear, and like an old person she was filled with rheumatios and the desire to sleep late. So instead of taking a short and ordinary nap of three months this particular winter of little Neewa’s birth she slept four, which made Neewa, who was born while his mother was sound asleep, a six weeks when they came out of the little over two months old instead of den. For two weeks after this Noozak remained near the ridge and the slough. Then came the day, when Neewa was cleven weeks old, that shi peregrination. Neewa's feet had lost good six pounds. This was pretty Weighed twelve ounces at birth. As the days progressed, and living things began to craw! out from under logs and rocks, Neewa discovered the thrill and excitement of hunting on is own account. He en a second beetle, and killed it. He killed bis first wood-mouse. Swiftly there were developing in him the instincts of Soominitik, his scrap-loving | old father, who lived three or four vatleys to the north of their own, and who never missed an oypprtunity to get into a fight. At four’ months of age, which was late in May, Neewa wa: eating many things that would hav killed most cubs of bis age, and there ‘wasn’t a yellow streak in him from the tip of his saucy little nose to the end of his stubby tail. He weighed nine pounds at this date and ‘was as black as a tar-baby. Tk was carly in June that the excit~ ing event occurred which brought about the big change in Neewa's life. It was early in the evening that “Neewa and his mother lay down ‘in the edge of a grassy knoll to sleep after their day's feasting. Noozak ‘wag by all odds the happiest old bear in all that part of the northland. Food ‘was no problem for her, In the creek, penned up in the pool unlimit- ed quantities of it, and she had en- countered no other bear to challenge her possession. It was this day, just as was setting, that a man on his and knees was examining a damp patch of sand five or six miles down ‘the creck. His sleeves were rolled up, baring his brown arms halfway to the shoulders and he wore no hat, so that the evening breeze ruffled a ragged head of biond hair that for a matter of eight or nine months had been cut with a hunting knife. Close ou one side ‘of this individual was a tin pail, and on the other, eying him with the keenest interest, one of the homeliest and yet one of the most companionable-looking dog pups ever born of a Mackenzie hound father and @ mother half Airedale and half Spits. With thid tragedy of blood in his veins nothing in the world could have made the pup anything more than ‘just dog.” His tail, stretched out straight on the sand, was long and loan, with a knot at every joint; his paws, like an overgrowa boy's feet, looked like smali boxing gloves; his head was three sizes too big for his body, and accident had assisted Na- ture in the perfection of her master- piece by robbing him of a half of one af his cars, As he watched his mas- ter this half of an ear stood up like a galvanized stub, while the other— twice as long—was perked forward in the deepest and most interested in- airy. Head, feet and tail were Mac- SRhsc hound, but the ears and hia lank, skinny body was a battle royal between Spitz and Airedale, At his present inharmonious stage of devel- opment he was the doggiest dog-pup outside the alleys of a big city. For the first time in several min- utes his master spoke, and Miki wig- \ the sun OU can easily bring your ‘last season's full pleated skirt up to date. Simpty draw in the full- ness at the bottom with a band of satin to give it the narrow at the ankle effect. Sach models are among the new offerings in the shops. ‘The new dress silks are beautiful jn their goft tones, The absence of joud striking colors or patterns 1s noticeable. Coin dats are prominent this season. Navy blue silks with dots the size of half a dollar are not at all bizarre, ‘The discs are in soft tones of green, yellow and cerise edged with a white hair line circle. There are algo ex- julsite voiles with the lange coin dots rhich sell at $1.65 a yard. ‘Those in v and white effects are partic- viarly attractive, There is an in- creasing demand for voiles as the gpeason advances. embroidered border in self or con- tragting color are receiving attention. One pattern jn all black has an eigh- {dull white border is exquisite and fan be had at seven dollars a yard. qrhese firices are not exorbinatnt when ‘one considers that it requires only one and @ half yards of this ma- torial to make a dress, novelty In negtigees ard the A strictly tailored models. absolutely no trimming though they yellow fabrics they seem to be find- ing favor with shoppers. Ast handk effects. inent. handkerchief proidery is. u is passe. obtrusive pattern and hems are arrow: The new parasols are out Lpparent that the plain e' {1 serve as protection Glimpses Into New York Shops. Blue and black serge with a deep teen inch border and sells at five dollars a yard, Another in black with They have and even re developed in striking usual In the summer the new rehiefs show decided color Plaids and stripes are prom~ ‘The elaborately embroldered When em- sed at all it is in some and it ts frects witch against etther rial; sun or rain are in spectal de- nd and they look very chic with turned her nose toward the distant black forests and began the summer’s their tenderness, and he weighed a good considering that he had only sted from stem to stern in epprecia- tion of the fact that it was directly to him the words were uttered. “It's a mother and a cub, as sure as you're a week old, Miki,” he said. “And if I know anything about bears they were here some time te-day!” He rose to his feet, made note of the deepening shadows in the edge of the timber, and filled his pail with water. For a few moments the last rays of the sun lit up his face, “Miki, I'm lugging your homely carcass down to the girl because you're an unpolished gem of good nature and beauty—and for those two things I know she'll love you. She is my sister, you know. Now, if could only take that cub along with amt He to istle as he turned with his pail of ter in the direction of a thin fringe of balsams a hun- dred yards away. Close at his heels followed Miki. Challoner, who was a newly ap- pointed factor of the Great Hudson Bay Company, bad pitebed his camp at the edge of the lake close to the ‘mouth of the creek. There was not much to it—a battered tent, a still more battered canoe, and a amall pile of. dunnage. But in the last glow of the sunset it would have spoken ‘volumes to a man with an I y dg eye trained to the wear and the tur- moil of the forests, It was the out- fit of a man who had gone unfearing to the rough edge of the world. now what was left of it was return- ing with him. To Challoner there was something of human comrade- ship in these remnants of things that had gone through the greater part of a year’s fight with him. The canoe was warped and battered and patched;. smoke and storm blackened his tent until it was the color of rusty char, and his grub sacks were next to empty. Over a-emali fire. the contents of # pan and a pot were brewing when he returned with Miki at his heels, and close to the heat was a battered and mended reflector in which @ bannock of flour and water was be- ginning to brown. In one of th pots was coffee, in the other a boll- ing fish. It was in the gray light of the early summer dawn when Challoner rekindled the fire. Miki followed « few moments later, and his master ling. Another rope of similar leng' Challoner ,tied to the corners of a grub sack’go that it could be carried over his shoulder like a game With the first rose-flush of the sun he was ready for the trail of Neewa and his mother, Miki set up a mel- ancholy wailing when he found him- self left behind, and when Challoner looked back the pup was tugging and somersaulting at the end of his rope like a jumping-jack. For a quarter of a mile up the creek he could hear Miki's entreating protest. OME PAGE Monday, June 2, 1919 p< oe > ~~ of. The Nort Bs by JAMES OLIVER CURWOOCD WAS THAT ILL-JOINTED, LOP-E ARED OFFSPRING OF THE MAN- BEAST AN ENEMY TOO? e day was not a matter of personal leasure, nor was it inspired alone y his desire to possess a cub along with Miki. He needed meat, and bear pork thus early in the seasoh would be exceedingly good; and above all else he needed a supply of fat, If he bagged this bear, time would be saved all the rest of the way down to civilization. Tt was 8 o'clock when he struck the first unmistakably fresh signs of Noozak and Neewa. It was at the point where Noozak had fished four or five days previously, and where they had ‘returned yesterday to feast on the “ripened” catch. Challpner was elated. He was sure that he would find the pair along the creek and not far distant. The wind was in his favor, and he began to advance with greater caution, his rifle ready for the anticipated mombnt. For an hour he travelled steadily and quietly, marking every sound and movement ad ahead of him, and wetting his finger now and then to see if the wind had shifted. After all, it was not so much a matter of human cunning. Every- thing was in Challoner’s favor. In a wide, flat part of the valley where the creek split itself into & dozen litUe channels and the water rippled between sandy bars and over pebbly shallows, Neewa and his mother were nosing about lasily for a breakfast of crawfish. The sun made the soft hair on his back fluff up like that of a purring cat. He liked the plash of wet sand under his feet and the s gush of water against his | le liked the sound that was all jut tim, the breath of the wind, the that came out of the spruce. and the cedars, the murmur , the twit-twit of the rock the call of birds, and more than ise the low, grunt- ing, talk of his mother, it was in this sun-bathed sweep of the valley that Noozak caught the first whiff of danger, It came to her in a sudden twist of the wind—the smell of man! Instantly she was turned into rook. There was still the deep scar in her, shoulder which had come, years be- fore, with that same smell of the one enemy she feared. For three sum- mers she had not caught the taint In her nostrils and she had almost for~ tten its existence. Now, so sud- jenly that it paralyzed her, it was warm and terrible in the breath of the wind. In this moment, too, Neewa seemed to sense the nearness of an appalling danger. Two hundred yards from Challoner he stood a motionless inst the white of th his eyes on hi mother, and his sensitive little nose trying to catch the meaning of the menace in the air. Then came a thing he had never heard before—a splitting, cracking roar—something that was almost like thunder and yet unlike it; and he Saw his mother lurch where she stood and crumple down all at ence on her fore legs. ‘The next moment she was up, with a wild whoof in her voice that was new to him—a warning for him to fly for his life, Like all mothers who have known the comradeship and love of a child, Noozak’s first thought was of him. Reaching out a paw, she gave him & sudden shove, and Neewa legged it wildly for the near-by shelter of the timber. Noozak followed. A secand shot came, and close over her head there sped a purring, terrible sound. But Noozak did not hurry. She kept behind Neewa, urging him on even ap that pain of @ red-hot iron in her groin filled her with agony. They came to the edge of the timber as Challoner’s third shot bit under Noo- zak's foot. A moment more and they were within the barricade of the timber. Instinct guided Neewa into the thick- est part of it, and close behind him Noozak fought with the last of her dying strength to urge him on, In her old brain there was growing a deep and appalling shadow, something that was beginning to cloud her 0 that she could not see, and she knew that at last she had come to the ut- termost end of her trail. With twenty years of life behind her, she struggled now for a last few seconds. She stopped Neewa close fo a thick cedar, The Day of Rest To Challoner the business of the their narrow borders of contrasting color and the handles in shades to harmonize with the color of the parasol, Many of the new summer frocks in wott silk haye the skirt made in hori- zontal tucks from waistline to hem and the bodice is perfectly plain with, perhaps, buttons at the side front closing and an’ ovel neck line. ‘The new wash siete show the usual line of tailored e' in linen, p- Um? Gino and cotton’ bengaline, "but there are pretty styles in the softer effects in voiles, dimity and or- gandy that are interesting discerning women, ‘The chamois suede gloves are #0 pretty and well made this season that they are strong rivals of the silk glove as leaders in summer fashions, ‘Women who' object to a tanned skin will never wear silk gloves and for them the chamios suede ie just the thing, Blown by Trade Winds. Jones exports to China increased, more than 400 per cent between 1913 and 1917, Tho 1918 figures were $77,330,000; by 1917 they ‘had Jumped to $318,380,000, ~ Belgium before the Great War oo- cupied fifth place among the great world powers in the commerce of the world, Russia and Italy, with their great populations, stood lower down in the list of commercial countries, ‘The trade of the United States with the Far Bast last year represented 18 per cent. of a total trade of more than $1,600,000,000, Before the war ‘wo had only 8 per cent.’ of the trade represented by China’s © 400,000,000 consumers. Italy and Spain are the only Kn- ropean countries producing mercury. Before the war Italy exported all its mercury to Germany as raw mate- the Germans worked out the mineral and then exported it to all LET'S Move THis STow Ton. WECAN MAKES A FLOWER BED RIGHT HERE ROCiR'Y AROUND HERE Ler's REMove THIS TREE JOHN, WE CAN MAKE ANOTHER. FLOWER Bed RIGHT HERE COULD BUILD A House with THIS STONE STom (TIN HOW Lovey! WHO Did iT > LOT. | MIGHT LE OVER HE DARK an@ as she had done matty times e- fore she commanded him to climb it. It was almost a prayer—for ness, Yet there was but one Just once her bot tongue touched hie to do . So quietly that faco in a final cares ‘Then she failed Dear him he crept around turned to fight her last great figta. Steaight into the face of Challener she dragged herself, and fifty fect from the spruce she stop} and waited for him, her head drooped be- shoulders, her cides beny- their 1 Ma dead. ‘CHAPTER Il. his hiding place in fa croteh of the spruce Neews looked. down on the first great tragedy of his life, and the ad. yent of man The two-legged benst made him cringe deeper into his refuge and his Mttle heart 9s near break- him @ killer, thar would carry bien the way to the southland. tree ng edge of the wild told him & wou not be far from its mother, and he began looking into the trees and the nearby thickets, In the whelter of his crotch, ecreened by the thick branches,- the Bimselg to the task of joo No sooner was he gone than Neowa's little head shot up alertly, For a few moments he watched, and then eae ba “I'm. sorry, breathed softly, “you poor little devil; I'm sorry!” ” Original Dress Designs For the Sm By LITTLE frock that could make its wel- come felt in any wom- an’s wardrobe this summer is the pretty model shown to-day. It possesses that rare combination of quall- tles, dressiness, and practi- cality, The dressiness {se achieved through the de- lighttul medium of soft thread-run lace and chif- fon, while practicality is achieved through the severe lines anl long-sleeved style. The woman of lUmited means wil appreciate these combined features in & gown, and also will she like im this one the simple style which makes copying #0 easy. There are no email and fussy pieces either to cut or keep track of, the main portions of the frock being all, with the trim- ming quality supplied by the contrast of fabrics, The chiffon may be in some dell- cate color such as orchid or apple green, or lime yellow, which would bring out the plainer the destincttve lines. In the front the bodice parts away from the neck to show || ® front section of the lace and the skirt honors its food judgment by opening its tunic the same distance in front to reveal the lace foundation. ‘This lace por- tion should be lined with thin white or flesh pink China silk. The sleeves are so wide at the base that they blow about the arm, ‘being confined nevertheless at the edge. They may be | ktmeno Style or set into the armhole but the set-in sleeve always sets better and is more comfortable, I | have suggested a tiny plaiting as gestion for this design, with the wind and stole up behind, ‘He wads within a dozen feet of Neews before the cub suspected danger, it was too late. Ina swift rush loner was upon him Neewa could leave the Neowa's grief and his fear there rose the sa fighting blood of old Soominitik, his father. He clawed and bit and kicked and those five minutes he time Challoner had the rope ime w about Neewa's neck Ep t until 2 bs ef : FE es 2 rz ay eilt a ? i i a if i EE of i i i - il cj i ‘| FSF “3 : ts & § B eR: E H i iE ai he a fi i 5g Hd } 5 5 f § able woe. (To Be Continued.) art Woman Mildred Lodewick Coprrtaht, 1919, by The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Bvening World). An Appealing Alliance of Lace and Chiffon. | who would choose it may employ a mere cord covered with the chiffon, or % bias chiffon fold, The little ribbon bow matching in color, but of @ Mttle; deeper shade, ts the telling note of definition to the costume, Deep eeru, Jacé and the same color georgette or indestructible voile is . Practical