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/ ( 2 tfie FOI A Romance of 5f.( PANDALL ILLUSTRATED ] OOPYft/Grtr A. C. A1?CLU/?G S*. CO.,. chapter i. v ? i li A Messenger From the North. I stood alono on the banks of a n small stream Razing down into the g clear water, my thought centering u^on the journey homeward, when the v bushes opposite parted, and a man c stood on the bank scarcely a dozen l steps away, with only the stream bo- v tween us. It was time and place for 1 caution, for suspicion of strangers, and I my rifle came forward in instant readl- h ness. my heart throbbing with star- c tied surprise. He held up both hands, 1 his own weapon resting on the ground, s "Not so careless, boy," he called t across cheerfully. "There is no war, f so far as I know, between white men." 1 His easy tone, as well as his words, * jarred on me, yet I lowered the rifle. ' T ?T T ..A f t it ill UU U\Jjf, A ITIVJI iru, C?f JW1 ?. may discover before we are through ? our acquaintance." s "No? Well by my eyesight you look r It, although in faith you are surely big e enough for a grown man. Yours is c the first white face I've seen since I f left the Shawnee towns?a weary Jour- t ney." t "The Shawnee towns!" I echoed, s staring at him In fresh wonderment, r "You come from beyond? Prom the I Illinois?" | He stroked his beard. . f "A longer Journey than that even." I he acknowledged slowly. "I am from J Sandusky, by way of Vlncennes." s "Alo!ie?" ( "The Indians who were with me re : malned at pawnee; they lost heart ! Since then ^iave been by myself." ' "Come over," I said shortly, "where I wo can converse more easily." t He stepped into the cool water un- t hesitatingly, and waded across, a small I pack at his back, and a long rifle across his shoulder. There was a reckless audacity about the fellow I could not fail to observe, and, as he t scrambled up the rather steep bank, I ? had a glimpse of a face far from my 1 liking. However, ours was a rough I life in those days, accustoming us to * strange acquaintances, so I waited, my rifle In my hand, determined to ? know more of this wanderer. He was 1 a man of middle age, with gray hairs < a plenty, and scraggly beard, an I active body, of good girth, and a dark face, deeply seamed, having an ugly scar adown his right ? cheek, seemingly from Us white center 1 the slash of a knife. The eyes, gleam- ' lng beneath the brim of his hat, were 1 furtive, uncanny, black as to color, and ' bold enough in the sneaking way of a < tiger cat. Heyond these things there 1 was little distinctive about the man, I his dress merely that of the back- 1 woods?fringed hunting shirt and leg- t gings of leather, dirty and soiled by I long use, yet exhibiting a bit of foppery in decoration which made me re- ' call the French voyageurs of the < north and their gay ribbons. At his 1 belt dangled hunting knife and toma- I hawk, but these, with the rifle, con- ' stituted his whole display of weapons. 1 Even before he had obtained the level < on which I stood I had conceived a dis- ' like for the fellDw, a desire to have done with further acquaintanceship. With feet planted firmly on the edge 1 of the grass he scanned me from head I to foot with unwinking eyes, that' sought vainly to smile. "You are surely a big fellow," he said at last. "Some hand at rough and i tumble, I make bold to guess. Let us have frankness between us I < ome from the north on a mission of peace,1 thd representative of the tribes, and 1 of Hamilton. All I ask Is fair speech, #.?/! n..;^Arveo " 1 auu luauuu. "You represent Hamilton, you say?" "Aye, though I expect little will come from it. I would have word with St. Clair and iiarmar. Know you either man?" "Roth, passing well. St. Clair is up the river?or was three days since? but General Harmar represents him ut the settlement. How happenj It, my friend, If the message be so important, Hamilton did not dispatch an officer?** "He had no choice. None volunteer ed for the task, and I was the seleo? tlon of the trlbee. You question me a* though you were Harmar himself; and more, you have the loe>k of It. You're not a woodsman, you say; than I make a guess?you're a xotdtsr" "I am," I returned quietly, "an ?* sign in the regular service " "Name?" "Joseph Hayward of Fort Harmar." "The gods be praised! Now la tho way made clear. You were traveling thither r* T am to be thers tomorrow." To ample time for my imrpri? I recall /our name, Master Hajward, aa poken by the Delaware* Too we at Chllllcothe laat sprlnjp#" "I attended the council." "The very man. and now you oan serve me well, If I may Journey with you?" "1 am not overly fond of white men who turn Indian." 1 said coldly. "However I'll nee you safe to the fort K?tea if jou play no forest tricks on the II MD of QZ5TI n_r x > ^iciirs lyerecib PARRISH : D.J.LAV1N * s .ay. And no.v you uiigbt tell me who ^1 I Is I am to companion with." He grinned, Bliowlng his teeth, and ny eyes noted how firmly he held his r< :un. Y "A pledge Is a pledge, Master Hay- Y< yard," he answered. Insolently. "I am ? ailed Simon Oirty." I involuntarily look a step backyard, staring into the man's face. * ^hat he was a renegade of some sort, r' had realized from the first, yet it tad never once occurred to me that he ould be that bloody scoundrel, Glrty. "here flashed across my mind the torles I had heard of his atrocities: ft lis leadership of Indians in midnight brays; his malignant cruelt> ; tho c leartlessness with which he watched r dctims burn'ng at the stake; his out- b ages on helpless women and children; d ho fiendish acts of savagery with vhlch his brutal name wag connected ilong the border. And this was the n nan?this cowardly-eyed dastard, who ? itood there grinning Into my face, evl- t] Inntlif mn?? U.wl O IVUIIJ uiuu^cu ai uij uuuioftuiocu CA* iression of horror. Protect, and guide M lim! My first inclination was to strike he man down in his tracks, kill him is I would a venomous snake. He ead all this in my eyes, in tho stiffen- p ng of my muscles. "No, no. Master Hayward," he sneer- ( >d, bringing his rifle forward, "don't et the name frighten you. The half S( rou've heard of me are lies. I'm not to bad when all is told, and there is (] nore than one borderman who can re- w :all my mercy Kenton escaped the u itake through me, and there are white si vomen and children awaiting ransom lc n Detroit because I Interceded for P' Hem. Now I play ralr, above board? ice?" and he dropped his gnn on the ^ trass, and held out his empty hands. 'It is easy to kill me, yet you will not u ?you are a soldier." y I stood Irresolute, hesitating, half w empted still to rome to blows, yet his o< ict disarmed me. Beast though he o night be I could not kill him In cold n ilood; I was no murderer, yet it was i struggle to resist. "Now listen, Simon Girty," I manigod to say. at last. "There Is no ^ 'riendship between us, now nor at any u :ime. I hold you a murderous rene- n gade, a white savage, to be shown less j, lercy than an Indian dog. But I leave h thers to deal with you as you deserve. As you say, I am a soldier, and a will act like one. I have pledged you my word of guidance to Fort Haruiar. ^ [ will keep the pledge to the letter, but ' 10 more. Beyond the gate you pro- p( eed at your own risk, for I lift no iiand to protect you from just ven- n geance. I despise you too much to w Tear you Pick up your rifle. That is all: now we will break our fast, and tl go." H( Convinced as I was that Girty acto- n illy desired to reach the fort, although somewhat skeptical as to his purpose, || i ten. 110 iiinr ui ir?'ara?ry. i was or loo- ^ great value to the fellow to warrant r mi attack; so. a ithout hesitation, ! led the way, permitting him to follow or not, as he pleased. I had It in my mind to question him, but refrained. P What would be the use? The fellow would only lie, In all probability, and one word would lead to another. Ho ? would have to bo explicit enough once he confronted Harmar, and my duty merely consisted in delivering him safely at the gates of the fort. It was noon when we came to the 'J clearings, littered with stumps, but ). yielding view of the distant river, and j the scattered log houses of Marietta, l Men were at work in the fields, but I t avoided these as much as possible, al- t though they paused In their labor and ' stared suspiciously at us as we ad- 1 ranced. However I was well known, [ my size making me notable, and as f our course was toward the town, no , one objected to our progress. There was no recognition of the man, who i clung close to my heela, and I wasted i via Hmn I n ?of fin or naat aavoe f a Ka i v a mu tax K?nt, *v ?T7 ' well rid of him. < In troth I felt little hope of getting 1 through thus easily. The fellow was too widely known not to be recognized by some one. These men of the fields were settlers, newly arrived mostly, t and slightly acquainted as yet with' border history, but there would be idle hunters In the Tillage, backwoodsmen, firom across the river, men who had ranged the northern forests, and to whom the name of Olrty meant mock.: Let one of these look upon the man and his life would scarce be worth the snap of a linger. Not that 1 cared, except as his safe passage Involved my own word. "Come along." 1 said harshly. "I would be done with you." We advanced sp the road to where the fort gatee stood cpen, s single sentry standing motionless between the poets. As we drew near, a group of hunters?a half doxen maybe?suddeniy emerged, their long rifles trail-I tng, on their way to the valley. 11 1 recognized the man in advance as the Kentucklan Brady, frontiersman and Indian fighter, and recognizing me he ' stopped. Y THK LANCASTER NEWS, "Ah. back again. Master Hayward." : exclaimed good humoredly. But i . hat is it you have here? No settler ' this valley, to nry remembrance." He stared at my companion, shading . Is eyes with one hand, his face losing s look of cheerfulness. "Indian trappings?hey!" he ex- 1 aimed. "Some northwest renegade! ' top! I've seen that face before!" i Is rifle came forward swiftly, as the | uth buret upon him. "Curse you. Du're Simon Glrty!" ( I gripped the barrel of his gun. ressing my way between him and tho there behind. "Whatever his name," I said sternly, this Is not your affair. The fellow jmes with message from Hamilton, nd has my pledge of safe guidance, tand back now, a^d let us pass!" "Ill not stand back." he said wresing to break my grip on his fle. "Not to let that devil go *oe. Let go of the gun baral, you young fool! I'm not one of our soldiers. Here Potter, Evans, do ou hear? That is the bloody villain lrty?come on!" They had hold of me instantly hurllg me back in spite of my struggling, saw the renegade throw forward his Iflo, and shouted to him. "Don't do that, you fool?run!" Even as I cried out the order 1 aaped forward, seeking to get grip on irady, hurling the others aside with sweep of my arms. There was au istant of fierce fighting, of blows. urseB. threats I lunged over the lfle L?rrei, and got grip on Brady's ear<J, only to be hauled back by a ozen bauds, and flung to my knees. "Sentry! Call the guard!" I got the words out somehow, boring ly way forth from under the huddle f forms. There was a rush of feet, K a -- -i < "o buuuuug ui an viuui, ill u auuia f contact, and then I stood alone, riplng the perspiration from my eyes. (Continued in Our Next Issue.) Service, ountain Inn Tribune. The newspaper game affords rich udy in human nature. When a subTiber comes in to discontinue his lbscription he usually utters the ords: "Stop my paper," in a beep jeatrical tone of voice, freighted ith gloom, as a Judge pronounces a fe sentence. And when fall to show gns of poignant, frantic grief, a ok mingled Incredulty and shock ap ears on his face. i lie explanation lies in me lari tat he does not understand mv view slnt. Possably a dozen persons dfscontin ed their paper last year. At last four mhos that number of new subcrlbeere added to the list. Subscribers ime and go. N'o editor coan please verybody. God can't do it. He ial:e, his rain to fall on one man's >rn that needs it, and another man usses because his oats are not in. I would be glad to have the Tribnter every home within fifteen miler f Foutain Inn. provided it was ermly welcomed there. Hut I do ot want one single copy to enter a ome where it is not appreciated. I ave no desire to cast pearls. And I feel rather the snme way bout business. If a man has absojte confidence in my integrity, I ant his business. If he has the >ast suspicion that T am untruthful r dishonest, I do not want his patinage or his friendship. Ileal service is based on mutual aspect, and no man can do his best ork merely for money. I love my work. I put the best fiat is in me into it. I would not ail myself to a grudging paymaster or to a thankless patron. If you don't like The THbtrne, it's robably because you are not very right. Rut you may find consolaion in the fact that there's no Taw ompeliing you to read it. The High Living Cost. A writer in one of the TV'ew York it |mi n, iiNiinuiK ?11 tut* uiu iiuirn, iitir roken Into print with this: "The pies and things that mothr used to make may have been etter, but when I think of what at her did why f say give me the hings of the present da". "Father used to make us sleop in in heated bedrooms and take a bath nee a week in a cedar tub in the* iftehen. Father used to make us ride n street ears drawn by horses and 1Kb ted wrth kerosene tamps, cars hat ran ofT tlie track about every lire" blocks In streets never cleaned n winter and not ov>r-nruch In sutnner, and that perhaps were not iave?d at all. The sldewatk were of irlck that bubbled up when the frost lame out in the spring tiTl they were is uneven as a nuneg grater " Father didn't give us any eleratwrs, hot made us climn. lie Hdn't gfve any tehpbstm He made is ride in railroad cars with Unk-ptu couplings that Jolted the life oat of us every two miles and thai were hauled by wood-burnhig locomotives that kept us combing the cinders oul of oar hair all the time. He didn't gtve as moving pictures nor flylnc machines, nor meat grtnders In th' kitchen, nor well-cot ready-madi clothes for men, and handsome gown for wnmnn at all anrt of nrtran (f suit all purses. He didn't give us an] shared by all, and which we couldn': think of doing without, thtngs whirl In his day were quite nnknown. Sure; and here is your explc,natloi of "the high cost of living.'* The pap! of today cannot give uo so market comforts over tho papa of the las generation unless somebody pay: therefor. Augusta Chronicle. Spring Laxative and Blood Cleanses Flush out the accumulated wast and poisons of the wlntor months cleanse your stomach, liver and kid neya of all impurities. Take Di King's New Life Pills; nothing bette for purifying the blood. Mild, non griping laxative. Cures constlpatton makes you feel fine. Take no othei 26c at your Druggist. Bucklen' Arn'cr. Salve for all hurts. APRIL 28, 1914. * * * lilFK FOR LIFE. * rw-? . i( S'ewbery Observer. Life for life was the old Mosaic Whei law. And it has not been changed by any law of Qod, though some man- tO I made laws have changed the penalty will liol for murder. We are not here to say Tj\ whether It is wise or not to substi- RllCy tute life imprisonment for capital Rcuiisll punishment. Also hfl It is a dreadful thing to take .t td* man's life under the law, but a far rvlSlDg more dreadful thing to take human t'ttct, AT life against the law. There Is no manner of doubt that, while the law ^ takes life now and then, In doing so ft (JUflPt it saves many other lives bv mukinir , ? LI1U WUJ murder more rare, because few men j T> 4. f will venture to commit murder, 110 I OltXLO matter how black their hearts may I illjlire i be, if they believe that their own I 1 i.i lives will pay the forfeit. The in- I diction of the penalty for murder, or I *7list for other crime, is not revenge, but I etc. Coi protection to society at large. It is I to make the guilty suffer, instead of I tllillg g the innocent. If every man who commits murder I ' were to receive tho just penalty for I his crime, there would be fewer mur- I ders. "Because judgment against an I evil deed is not executed speedily,'! therefore the hearts of my people arc set in them to do wickedly." Longdelayed punishment Is an encouragement. The certainty, or even the ~ ishment is still greater encouragemeat. The certainty, of even the pro probability, of escaping punishment I is an incitement to crime in the mind I of any man with criminal tendencies. I The electrocution of the fouryoung I men at Sing Sing, New York, 011 Mon- I day morning was a terrible event; it. I looks almost cruel, when the harrow- I A ing details are read .and one is al-:| Ml most ready to say, why could not I Governor Glynn have shown mercy;I W 1 and spared their lives? It required I ni>r\'n Inripninni ??nrt a aanuo I of duty and official obligation for him ^ to turn his back on the pitiful pleadings of wives and mothers and sisters; but he did It, and let them go to their death. No doubt his heart bled for the "unfortunates" as some are disposed to style he criminals be longing to that emotional and kind- I hearted race ?f the Irish, It could not I have been otherwise. Rut he was a I man, and he saw not only the "unfor I JpQr V tunates" but the thousands of other I ^ men In the state of Now York, peace- I fill and law-abiding, who deserved I WG&tllC the protection of the law against the I bullets of hired assassins. I -nositlO Andthesemon were hired assassins I * ?"gunmen" nnd "gangsters," readv I . to take the life of any person for pay. I AUlOIIl "I>ago Frank" in his confession just before his execution revealed a part COSt is of the situation when he hesitated, because he knew "more than fifty" , ? . men in the band of tho 'gangsters* \i ho were ready to kill any person J that "cheeped"?he was afraid that sllOllld. he being beyond their reach, they might w reak vengeance on his bro- Oil StC ther or his mother and sister. And so they are hired to kill any- j one that Is wanted "out of the way" of the thieves and grafters, and It Is still our opinion that Lieutenant Becker hired this gang to kill Rosen- j thai, who he knew, had been telling the district attorney of some of Becker's peculations and grafting? i by which he had become bo rich In I ' so short a time. When they once I jjoin the gang they must go ahead I land do the hiddlnR of leaders, or I they themselves are killed without I mercy. The witnesses who testify I against the gang take their lives In their hands, and In some Instances . the state or government gives such witnesses transporatlon and sends . . them to Home unknown region, out of reach of the avengers?as It did in _ | this case, and in case of the lead- ? ing witnesses against the dynamiters who blew up The Los Angeles Times bufldlng and killed 19 u?en. What sort of governor, then would Olynn be to turn such murderers I loose on a community? The best I that could be said of him would be J that he must be very weak, or else Horton. V '! that he has very little regard for hu* man lffe or human law. carry. Wr | While four lives were snuffed out tjpjy ve ; In New York Monday morning hun r dreds of lives were made more se- doing your > cure In that state and In that city (}on?? fi * where the gangsters abound. } ft Is a terrible thing to take hu- elscwnere. r roan life even in obedience to law. It to U8ing tl I la a more terrible when one thinks ... 1 seriously about It, to turn a murderer sonie } loose when the law and the evidence can eat &n< % and the courts say he should die. thilit? that 1 j i ? t Clews Complexkm?Removes Skin goods fron Blemishes. . -- , Why go through life embarrassed in ine un nd disfigured with pimples, erup- guarantee! . ttons, blackheads, red rough skin, or , , v ^ suffering the tortures of Eczema, i lUnflea. V . | Itch tetter, saltrheum. 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