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Date 1912-05-28

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lay, May 28th, 1912, i PICTURES + beh b b bbe able that no institution in yn of Catiada comes into eo lurge a number of per ave made Improvement In- us does tho Annuities he Post Office Department. rstood that hardly a day several communications etvedt-tn-which-the-writers loss of money invested in e that promised phenom- ds or returns. One of the these cases is that of a bout three years ago n ) the cost of an Annuity of information was promptly put the opportunity to pur not embraced. She believ- a invest her money to bet- ge, and that by the time sd her 85th birt s only have enough to pay nuity outright, but a little sides. This week another been received from -the who by the way, is now ears of axe, which furnish- 1el to the story, She says: ent my savings-on worth- , believing, firmly believing iid soon be rich. I would to advice, convinced that I I wonder at my foolish- to-waste-my-all in schemes. hing about. For some time ge salary and gave to cer antes every month, Now have turned out worthless, crazy and wrong I was. if ever anyone was sorry, have done, but nothing will whatI-have-wasted: He pathetic one, and her ex- as been costly, but it is the perience of many who have tich-Quick Schemes. me month of the same year other lady enquired as to ta Government Annuity. ad saved ainy Day as the result of labours, She began pay- rting with a lump sum, and monthly payments with a urchasing the same amount , to begin at the same age the course of time she be cted with a malady, which, t fatal, incapacitated her ing a livelihood. Under the che Act she was entitled to contract converted into an Annuity contract, She had and is now receiving, and ye as long as she lives, am f over 212. It is doubtfu a more satisfied woman iq nnuities System does n o give something for not no benefits cah be recei not paid for; but it d o give a return,and wit ity of the Government 4 hind t, greater than can Di rom the investment of th junts in any other manner Work says: It is the Sav: k, the Insurance Company, jovernment Bond rpiled inta shape adapted to the small tors. Your postmaster will ou literature descriptive ol ellous system of investment y obtain the information de: vriting to the Superintenden jes, Ottawa, to whom you go free of postage. wr too large or teo small fo Job Department. Give us 1rdwood ooring your house will give you loor that will last a life- e: We can supply you h Oak, Maple, and Birch ring at very little more e handle the cele- brated. EAVER BOARD s inside finish. Ask for - samples. ie Gas Gity umber Co y and Yard opp. Flour Mill - Phone 288, IASON FISHER RANSFER AND DRAYING. -s Promptly Attended to, Address: Royal Bowling Alley. Phone 189. t Address: S14 Montrea Street, Phone 509. Tuesday, May 28th, 1912. Aforfoegeegege-ege-ese-ete-ete ete ese age-ags . tions a few briet words ot instruc RG fy Hilliard + toa io Brltoes a quent one aoe ANODELt Lillard, tor not to leave Hope alone: tho ex: : P Bat cami ae de Hired a Hall for P. Bar X men to return to Larned Ired a a or Fremiere) + z with the prisoners. Then he roped + na fe the best horse in the corral, saddled and bridied him, and weat into the Se Ape of the z cabin, She had a light buruing, and him at the door. : Border ee i thought you would never come, on Oy eee) but they told me you were unburt i m3 Not a acratch, little irl; we have yy, Cochran tiltiard, Sreteetoatetoctertoctotectoateatoate Soetheteeteeteetententesiosioeioetoete neon a iucky butch. Iiur have had WBee Robert Cochran 1itiurd, now one of the foremost actors of Amer- (Continued.) t deal to look after. Now t : : biiged to ride unead as tar (Ca, decided that he had it in him to wood to hea. you say Jack, but tell he , and the three together laid the hole, and let you come become one of the shining lights of me one thing is any one else in the. cabin? Is Hawley here? No, no He left us early the frst morning. 1 haven't either seen or beard of him sin The men hays Weft me alone since we got here; have had the cabin all to myself until to- night. I have not suffered, only mentally from dread of what they intended doing with me until to night. Three men rode in here Just before sundown two Mexicans and an Indian. One of: them was an awful Jooking old man, with a scar on his oheek, and a face that made me shud- der. He didn't see me, but I saw him through the window, and he had such strange eyes. All the men acted as though they were afraid of him, and I heard him say he didn t care what Hawley's orders were, he was-gotng to aleep inside; if the girl didn't like ft whe could take the other room. I idn't know what to do ob, I was 60 (afraid of him; but what he sald gave jme an dea, and I went into the back woom, and put up a bar across the jdoor, When he came-in he tried the door; then he spoke through ft, but 1 p ver answered; and finally he lhy down and went to aleep. I sat there jim the dark so long, and when I heard you I I thought it must be some of ithe others. He stroked her hair, whispering of encouragement, amd we'll have those fellows at our mercy in another half-hour. But 1 Phat is all done with now, Hope, ) SEES SEDO his effort to escape. oust; wearred, still featuring cruelty, thin Nps drawn back tn a snarl. scen upon during fifty years of crime: ;what suffering of men, women, chil- amples of merciless Sanchez the very sound of made the blood run cold. alive as he turned swaj jhe strode straight to the black-beard- Sheridan. What is your name? jsharply. The man looked up scowling. ) Hatehett, he answered grumy. must go now to the boys; lie here be- hind these saddles, and don't move ; until I come for you. I can trust you to remain right here? Yes. He was bending over, and her eyes were upon his face, Sudden- Guaped her to him, and their lips met. Bweetheart, he whispered softly. He could not hear her answer, but arms were about his neck, CHAPTER XXXV. The Cabin Taken. His heart beating with new happ - 8, yet conscious of the stern duty still confronting him, Keith joined the jothers, giving them, in a whisper, Mhurried account of Hope's release from the cabin, and of what she had to report. It's old Juan Sanches in the front jroom, boys, he added soberly, and jthere is ten thousand dollars reward eut for him, dead or alive. Joe of the Bar X drew -in his reath sharply. It'll sure be dead then, he mut- jtered, that cuss: will never be got mo other way. They went at it in the grim silent jmanner of the West, wasting little jtime, feeling no mercy. One by one ithe unconscious sleepera were aroused, each waking to find a steel barrel pressing against his forehead, and to fear a stern voice say omino Not a move, Jobnny; yes, that's jun; now get up quietly, and step out Iere. Resistance was useless, and jthe five, rendered weaponless, were Iherded back toward the corral. They lall belonged to Hawley's outfit; one, 'black-whiskered surly brute Bristoe fremembered having seen in Sheridan. There was no time to deal with them then, and a Bar man was placed jon guard, with orders to shoot at the test suspicious movement. The Indian, then, would be guarding front of the house, and Sanches inside. Well, the former de left alone; his chance of es- would be small with Bair and Neb on the opposite bank. fora Sanchez was the villain they wanted dead or alive. With this in wtew, and anxious to make a quick Igo of it, the three entered the back room, and, revolvers in hind, groped ee way across to the connecting. door, As Hope had described, this (had been securely fastened by a stout wooden bar. Bristoe forced it from ithe scent pot: without some slight ide, lifted the 1nteh. Keep down low, boys, he jtloned, where he can t hit you. With one quick push he jdoor wide open, and a red flash lit the jroom. There were two sharp to the laze. the bullets crashing in d them, the sudden bl revealing the front door with it the black outline of figure. Two of the men fired in jstant response, leaping reckleasly for ward, but were as quickly left behind fm the darkness, the outer door jslammed in thelr faces. Outside lehere was a snarl of rage, another shot, flerce curse in Spanish; then Keith flung the door wide open, and teaped down the step. As he did so jhe did so he struck a body and fell denly two sparks of fire leaped forth from the blackness of the opposite bank; the man flung up his hand, stag- gered, then went stumbling up the stream, knee deep in water. He made 8 doren yards, reeling as though Karun, and fell forward, face down across a spit of sand. Keith stared jout at the black, motionless shape, Ifelt along the ground for his lost gun, land arose to his feet. Bristoe had jturned over the dead body at the jfoot of the si and was peering down Into the upturned face. t's the Indian, he said grimly, Sanchez must a mistook him fer ene of us, and shot the poor devil. And Sanchez himself 1s out yonder on that sand-pit, and Keith pointed; then lifted his voice to make it carry cross the stream. Come on over, fDoctor, you and Neb. We've got the Rising to His Knees, he Saw a Man Already Half Across the Stream. ito reply just about as straight as you know how. I am in no mood to-night Mfor any foolishness. Where is Black Bart Hawley? How In hell should I know? You do know, just the same. Per- :you know near enough where he 1s, land where he has been elnce you left Sheridan. If 1 do, I'm damned I'l tell you. No? Well now, Hatchett, listen to me, and Keith's voice had in it the jcllck of a steel trap. You'll either answer, and answer straight, or we'll shang you to that cottonwood in about five minutes. If you want a chance for your miserable life you answer me, We have our way of treating your kind otit in this country. Sit up, you brute Now where did Hawley go aft: er he left you? To Fort Larned. After those fresh horses? i Yes. He didn't bring them to you; I know that. Where has he been since? Topeky and Leavenworth, How dc you know? brovght. it over: Keith took the -dirty slip of paper the man reluctantly extracted from his belt, and Fairbain lit matches while he ran his eyes hastily over the lines. As he ended he crushed the paper between his fingers, and walked away to the end of the corral, He wanted to be alone, to think, to decide definitely upon- what he ought to do. Hawley, according to the schedule just read, must have left Larned alone early would be camped at the water-hole; with daybreak he expected to resume his lonely journey across the desert to the Salt Fork. For years Keith hed lived a primitive life, and in some ways his thought had grown: primi- tive. His code of honor was that of the border, tinged by that of the South before the war. Theantagontam exist- ing between him and this gambler was personal, private, deadly not an af- falr.for any others outelders to med- die with. He could walt here, and permit Hawley to be made captive: could watch him ride unsuspoctingly into the power of these armed men, and then turn him over to the law to be dealt with.. The very thought nause- ated him. That would be a coward s act, leaving stain never to be erad - cated. No, he must meet this as became a man, and now, now before Hope so much as dreamed of his pur pose aye, and before he spoke an- other word of love wheeled about fully decided on his course, his duty, and met Fuirbain face to face. jack, the latter sald earnestly, I read the note over your shoulder, and of course I know what you mean to do. A Southern gentleman could not choose otherwise. But I've come here to beg you to let me have the chance. You? surprised and curious. What greater claim on that fellow's life have you than I? The pudgy hands of the doctor grasped the plainsman s shoulders. It s tor Christie, he explained brokenly. She was the one he tried to run away with. You you know how I feel. Sure, I know, shaking the other off, yet not roughly. But it happen- gang. Bring that body out there along with you. The Bar X man waded out -to ed to be Miss Waite he took, an so this ts my job, Fairpain. Besides, I've got another score to settle with him. dead Mexican outlaw on the bank, be- valde the Indian he had shot down in Keith stood tor 4 moment bending low to look curl into the dead tace wrinkied, What of horror those eyes had gazed dren; what deeds of rapine; what ex- hate, Juan 6 name Dead or Well, they had bim at last dead; and the plainsman shuddered, Taking Fairbain with him and has- tily reviewing late occurrences to him, Kelth crossed over to the corral, real- izing that thelr work his work was not wholly done until Hawley had deen located, With this quest in mind led giant who had guarded Hope from he asked Well, Hatchet, I am going to ask haps not to an inch, or a mile, but to Hope. He MEDICINE HAT DAILY NEW on with the others little later, after a few hours, can t you? His tope was full of good humor, felt ber beart sink. an inexplicable (fear finding expression in her eye: But but why do you need to go? Couldn't some of the others? reason which I will ex- he sald, more gravely. Surely you can trust me, Hope, and feel that I am only doing what it seems absolutely necessary for me to do? He bent down and kissed her. It will be only for a few hours, ana no cause for worry. Good-bye now, until we meet to-night at the water hole. The east was gray with coming day- light as he rode splashing across the stream and up the opposite bank. She watched him, rubbing the blinding mist from her eyes, until horse and nan became a mere dark speck, final- ly fading away completely into the dull plain of the desert. CHAPTER XXXVI. The Duel in the Desert. Kelth rode straight forward Into the sandy desolation, spurring his horse into a swift trot. After one glance backward as they clambered up the steep bank, a glance which revealed Hope's slender form tn the cabin door, his eyes never turned again that way. He had a man's stern work to do out yonder, and his purpose could not be swerved; his firmness of hand and keemness of eye affected, by any thought of her. His ltps compressed, his fingers gripping the rein, he drove until every nerve within him throbbed in unison with bis present purpose. He was right; he knew he was right. It was not hate, not even revenge, which had set him forth, leaving love behind, but honor the honor of the South, and of the frontier, of his an- cestry and his training honor that drove him now to meet Hawley face to face, man to man, to settle the feud between them for all time. And he rode smiling, gladly, as to a tryst, now that he was at last alone, free in the desert. The hours passed, the sun rising higher in the blazing blue. of the sk: horse, wearied by the constant pull of the sand, had long since slowed down to a walk; the last dim blur of the cottonwoods alorg the Fork had disappeared; and the rider swayed in the saddle, the dead Ifelessness ot sky and desert dulling his brain. Yet he had not forgotten his errand rous Ing constantly rom lethargy to: sweep his shaded eyes about the rounded horizon, keenly marking the slightest shadow across the sands, taking ad vantage of every drift to give bir: wider viewpoint, rising in his stirrups sto scan the leagues . of desolatio: ahead. Twice he drew his revolve: from out ts sheath, tested it, and slipped in afresh cartridge, return. ing the weapon more lightly to It place, the flap of the holster turned back and held open by his leg. The sun beat upon him like a ball of fire ithe hot sand flinging the blaze back into his face. He pushed back the upper-part of his shirt and drank swallow of tepid water from a can- teen strapped behind the saddle. His eyes ached with the glare, until he saw fantastic red and yellow shaper dancing dizzily before him. The weariness of the long night pressea upon his eye-balls; he felt the strain sof the past hours, the lack of food, the need of rest. His head nodded, and he brought himself to life again with a jerk and a muttered word, star- ing out into the dim, formless dis- tance. Lord, if there was only some- thing moving; something he could concentrate his attention upon; some thing to rest the straining eyes But there was nothing, absolutely nothing just-that seemingly endler isky, the wind sweeping its surface pits of hell; no stir, no motion, no (movement of anything animate or in- :anfmate to break the awful monotony. Death it was death everywhere his aching eyes rested on. nothing but what was typical of death. Even the Ist- heat Wives seemed fantastic, jtesque, assuming spectral forms, as tough ghosts. beckoned and danced itm the haze, luring him on to become jone of themselves. Keith was not a dreamer, nor one to yield easily to such brain fancies, but the mad delirt- unr of loneliness gripped him, and he had to struggle back to sanity, beat- ing his hands upon his breast to stir anew the sluggish circulation of his Dlood, and talking to the horse tn strange feverishness. With every step of -advance the brooding silence seemed more pro- found, more deathlike. He got to marking the sand ridges, the slight riations giving play to the brain. Way off to the left was the mirage of a lake, apparently so real that he bad to battle with himself to keep from turning aside. He dropped forward 4n the saddle, his head hanging low, 80 blinded by the incessant sun glare ne could no longer bear the glitter of (To be continued.) Dr. Martells Female Pills Nineteen Years the Standard Prescribed and recommended for women s ailments, a acientifically prepared remedy of proven worth. The result from their use is quick and permanent. For sale at ail drug stores, .0.4.-10mo. For all kinds of job printing, try He wasted little time upon prepare you get breakfast. You can upare me -stretch-of sand,-circled-by-the-biazing+ jsoundless and hot, as though from the /he was not removed from the civil . imagined that, after this life, men Page 7 the stage, he wasted no time cooling hig heels In the outer offices of thea- trical managers. His ambition did not incline him toward the role of Weer leader In the moo scone of a No. 3 read company doing the kero- sene circuit. Although the copy books say that there is no royal road to fame and fortune, and that one must begin at the bottom of the lad- der, and all that.bally rot, young Mr. Hilliard did not belleve in copy books. He proposed to have the managers seek him, instead of seek- ing these high and nightly gentle- men, But how? (Business of scrate ing the head.) Aba An idea The youthful aspirant to Thespian honors had had the good judgment to be born irq: a family of excellent social stan- cing and -with a fair rating in Dunn and Bradstreet, He determined to lease a theatre of his own and begin where other actors, if unusually for- tunate, ended. The Criterion Theatre in Brooklyn was leased by Mr. Hillard, and it was there, early in-1886, that he made bis professional stage debut in a play celled False Shame. Those who cym to boo and hiss remained to ad- inire, for, although a bit amateurish iu spots, Mr. Hilliard showed great natural talent as an actor that won the praise of even the Brooklyn crit- ics. Later the young star with the hired play-house produced Engaged and Led Astray with such success that his purpose was accomplished. News of the talented actor had spread far and wide and eventia za the ears of managers across the bridge in Manhattan. Charles Frohman even made the trip to see Mr. Hilliard and Bp Today. Took a Short Cut to Theatrical Fame by Securing house and Putting on his Own Production Made a Hit. Torence) immediately enxaged him. for copy book maxims about cals and royal roads, So much short Wo *s-S. omen s - Secrets There is one man in the United States who has perheps heard more wome: secrets than eny other man or woman in the country. These secrets are not secrets of guilt or shame, but eee peer of sutecied) and they have been confided to Dr. ieree in the hope and expectation of advice and help. Fhat few of these women have been disappoineed- tn thelr ox pectations is proved by the fact that 98 per cent. of all women ' treated by Dr. Pierce or his able if, have been absolutely and altogether cured. Such a record would be remarkable if the cases treated were numbered by hundreds ocly. But whea that record applies to the treatment of more than half-a. it lion women, in practice of over 40 years, it is phenomenal, and entitles Dr. Pierce to the gratitude accorded him by women, as the first of specialists in the treatment of women's diseases. Bvery sick woman may consult us by lette All replies are mailed, sealed in perfectly plain yy ibsolutely without charge. 5 wvelopes, with 5 Robert: Hillard born in New ing or advertising whatever, upon them. Write without los as ettioe York fifty-five years ago today and) fee, to World s Dispensary Medical Association, Dr. R. V. Pieree, Presidents spent his early years in Brooklyn, 663 Main Street, Ruffalo, N. Y. where his folks society. Before he was stung b; Famatle b oftice of a broker in Wall street. As a financier he was an Al amateur ac- tor and devoted more time to the af- faite of the Gilbert Dramatic Society of which he was president, than (0 stocks, bonds and other so-called se- curitfes. As the star of the amateur theatrical society, he was supported by Edith Kingdon a she who Is now Mrs, George J. Gould, The praise and applause of his social frlends and for once such showed good judgment determined Mr. Hilliard to undertake a profes- sional career, in what manner and with what result as has already been set forth, Following his Brooklyn experience Mr, Hilliard played some seasons with Nat Goodwin and Mrs.. Lantry, the famed Jersey Lily. Then came the big successes of his career as star in ir. Barnes of New York and in ue Jeans. Turning playw jght, he wrote a drama called Adrift, ai suming the leading role of Richard Gray. He added to-bis fame as the Earl of Woodstock in Sporting Life and Dick Johnson in Belasco's Girl of the Golden West. Mr. Hilliard s first wife was Cora Bell, who divorced him in 1890, se- curing the custody of their sop, then a lad of twelve, who later became-an officer in the United States Navy. In Murphy, a grass widow whose form- e- husband was Edgar G. Murphy, no- ted as a wing shot. Today all good Irishmen and what son of Erin is not-good? will cele- brate the birthday of Tom Moore, the greatest barb of the Emerald Isle, who was born in Dublin on May 28, 1779, and if alive today would have attained the ripe age of 33 years to repeat the tearful statement made by a speaker at a Moore's birthday celebration in Dub- lin a year ago. But with his body lies m-mouldering in the grave, his spirit is very much alive, for it is the soul of Ireland, which he put into fitting words that will live forever. From the dawn of history Ireland was famed as a land of mu- Sic and song, and the pale singer porn 133 years ago today was the realization of the dreams of his an- cestors of a thousand years. Hundreds of biographies and ap- preciations of Thomas Moore have been written, and some of the recent works of this character contain new facts about the sweet singer. It has een shown, for instanee, that Moore drew a salary as registrar of the court of vice-admiralty at Bermuda for a period of thirty-eight years falthough he actively, discharged the duties of the office less than four months. He received the appoint- ment in 1803, and, although he re- to indulge in a few mild flirtations, the ground of continued non-residence, itil 1841, eleven years before his death. Such a course nowadays would doubtless be condemned as political graft, but all Tovers of Moore will readily find it in their hearts to forgive him, since the fault certainly was not his, but rather that of a gov rnmental sys- tem then in vogue in mearly all countries, The ship which Moore took for the vopage to America sailed from Ports mouth, England, Sept. 22, 1803, and reached Norfolk, Va., on Nov. 7, which was not bad time in those days. He remained in Virginia two months awaiting a vessel to carry him to Bermuda. At Norfolk the poet was the guest of Col. John Hamilton, the British consul, who occupied a three-story house at the corner of King s Lane and Main St. Moore was not immensely pleased with what he saw of the new nation He wrote: This Norfolk is a most strange place; nothing to be seen in the streets but dogs and negroes, and the few ladies that pass for white race are to be sure the most unlovely pieces of crockery I ever set my eyes upon... . really a most comical place. Arrived in Bermuda, the Irish bard immediately fell in love with the ily isle, but detested the people. He wrote: The old philosopher who lists, on would be changed into mules and the News Job Department. Was Tom Moore, Erin s Bard, a Recipient of Political Graft? Though He was in Bermuda but Short Time his Name Appeared on Pay Roll for 38 years. the metamorphosis in some degree anticipated at Bermuda, However, fhe found a young lady the wife of a merchant who pleased his fancy, and to this Nea he addressed many passionate poems. Moore soon tired of Bermuda and left the duties of his office in charge of an under- ling. Later Moore had to flee from England to escape imprisonment for debt because of the responsibility placed upon him for the embezzle- jment of a large sum by his Bermu- da agent. The bard returned to England by of New York, and the latter city causod him to exclaim, Sych a place Such peoy.el Washington he liked better, and found much to please him in Canada, especially, bis voyage down the St. Lawrence, which gave him the idea for his *tCa- nadian Boat Soni hb bh be bb bh bb ob oe COLERIDGE + ebb bb bb bbb bb be Mr. A. Johnson, from Knox col- lege, preached an impressive sermon at the Presbyterian church last Sunday evening. He expects to stagt services in the district north- pak + mained at Bermuda only Jong enouglt west ofthe Hat next Sunday The good wishes of his Coleridge friends follow him, The picnic on Empire Day was a great success, and the ladies are to be heartily congratulated on their organizing abilities. We deeply sympathize with Mr. Paul Theim in the loss of his little boy. Mr. Babington is busy sowing flax on his homestead. THE INTELLIGENT AND EFFICIENT SERVANTS are those who read the best papers. Therefore the want ad column of the best home paper is the logical med- jum which to obtain the most capab help. Use the News Want Ads. The Way to Soak Him. Clerk Mr. Sapleigh complains in his letter that he is not hearing anything further about his suit. Lawyer Send him a bill. 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