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SAME AS MONEY nm M FIND OUT WHY? THE CHALACE OF COURAGE (Continued from page 7) would have led over difficult trails, with little to choose between them, but the lake was now frozen hard and covered with snow. He had no doubt that the snow would bear him, but to make sure he drew his snow shoes from his Bhoulder, slipped his feet In the straps, and sped straight on through the trees and across It like an arrow from a bow. - * ? a. 1 -i. Al M J. in nve minutes ue was tti tue iuut of the giant stairs. Kicking eff his snow shoes, he scrambled up the broken way, easily finding in the snow He Scrambled Up the Broken Way. a trail which had evidently been passed and repassed daily. In a few moments he was at the top of the shelf. A hard trampled path ran between high walls of snow to a door! Behind that door what would he find? Just what he brought to it, love and hate, he fancied. We usually find on the other side of doors no more and no less# than we bring to our owd sides. But whatever was there there was no hesitation in Armstong's course. He ran toward it, laid his hand on the latch, and opened it. What creatures of habit we are! Early in that same morning, after ore vain attempt again to Influence the | woman who was now the deciding ahd determining factor, and who seemed to ; be taking the man's place, Newbold, j ready for his journey, had torn him- j self away from her presence and had J plunged down the giant stair. He had j done everything that mortal man could | do for her comfort; wood enough to' last her for two weeks had been taken from the cave and piled in the kitchen and everywhere so as to be easily accessible to her; the stores she already had the run of, and he had fitted a stout bar to the outer door which would render it impregnable to any attack that might be made against .It, although he saw no quarter from which any assault impended. Enid had recovered not only her strength, but a good deal of her nerve. That she loved this man and that ho loved her had given her courage. She would be fearfully lonely, of course, but not so much afraid as before. The month of immunity in the mountains without any interruptions had dissipated any possible apprehensions on her part. It was with a sinking heart, however, that she saw him go at last. They had been so much together < In that month; they had learned what love was. When he came back it would be different, he would not come alone. The first human being he met would bring the world to the door of the lonely but beloved cabin in the mountains?the world with its quesns, its inference, its suspicious, Its relations and its accusations! '*ind of an explanation would be made, some sort an anhave to be given, pome 60problem would have to u? urnvea at. vvnat tnese she could not tell. e Newbold's departure was like the end of an era to her. The curtain dropped; when It rose again what was to be expected? There was no comfort except in the thought that she loved him. So long as their affections , matched and ran together nothing ] else mattered. With the solution of it all next to her sadly beating heart she was still supremely confident that love, or God?and there was not so Kfttn-Afin thorn oa to 1UUIU U111C1CUV.O wcincviu MM VW make It worth while to mention the o one rather than the other?would find j the way. jj Their leave taking had been slngu- t larly cold and abrupt. She had real- l lzed the danger he was apt to'Incur I and she had exacted a reluctant prom- ^ lse from him that he would be careful. "Don't throw your life away, don't risk it even, remember that It 1* mine," she had urged. And just as simply as she had enjoined it upon him he had promised, J He had given bis word that he would not send help back to her but that he would bring It back, and she had confidence In that word. A confidence that had he been Inclined to break his M promise would have made It absolutely Impossible. There had been a long clasp of the hands, a long look in the ? eyes, a long breath in the breast, a J" long throb in the heart and then? farewell. They dared no more. ' Once before he had left her and she had stood upon the plateau and followed his vanishing figure with anxl- * oub troubled thought until it had been ? lost In the depths of the forest below. I She had controlled herself In this d second parting for his sake as well as 8 her own. Under the ashes of his 8 grim repression she realized the pres- * ence of live coals which a breath would 11 have fanned Into flame. She dared 0 nothing while he was there, but when 0 he shut the door behind him the ne- 8 cessity for self-control was removed. b She had laid her arms on the table and bowed her head upon them and r shook and quivered with emotions un- * relieved by a single tear?weeping 8 was for lighter hearts and less severe 8 demands! d His position after all was the easier 8 of the two. As of old It was the man ^ who went forth to the battlefield while * ! the woman could only wait passively * tViA IccfiA nf tha flcrhf Atthninrh Vt a t. was half blinded with emotions he had a to give some thought to his progress, a and there was yet one task to be done 6 before he could set forth upon his * journey toward civilization and res- * cue. * It was fortunate, as It turned out, c that this obligation detained him. He was that type of a merciful man whose f mercies extended to his beasts. The P poor little burros must be attended to and their safety assured so far as it * could be, for It would be impossible for Enid Maitland to care for them. a Indeed he had already exacted a promise from her that she would not leave the plateau and risk her life on v the Icy stairs with which she was so a unfamiliar. He had gone to the corral and shaken down food enough for them which a If it had been doled out to them day c by day would have lasted longer than ? the week he intended to be absent; of course he realized that they would eat s it up in half that time, but even so they would probably suffer not too great discomfort before he got back. All these preparations took some little time. It had grown somewhat late in the morning before he started. Tlmrn VioH hoon o Rornn ctnrm rncrinfr when he first looked out and at her earnest solicitation he had delayed his departure until it had subsided. His tasks at the corral were at last completed; he had done what he could for them both, nothing now remained, but to make the quickest and safest way to the settlement. Shouldering the pack containing his axe and gun and sleeping bag and such provision as would serve to tide him over until he reached human habitations, he ?et forth. He did not look up to the hut, indeed lie cou'd not have seen it I for the corral was almost directly beneath it, but if it had been in full view be would not have looked bnr-k. he | could not trust himself to, every instinct. every impulse in his soul would fain drag him back to thut hut and to the woman. It was only his will and, did he but know it, her will that made c him carry out his purpose. s He would have saved perhaps half e a mile on his journey if he had gone straight across the lake to the mouth of the canon. We are creatures of habit. He had always gone around the lake on the familiar trail and un- 6, consciously he followed that trail that g morning. He was thinking of her as ' p he plodded on In a mechanical way j p while the trail followed the border of ^ the lake for a time, plunged into the woods, wound among the pines, at least reaching that narrow rift in the encircling wall through which the river flowed. He had passed along the trail J] oblivious to all his surroundings, but as he came to the entrance he could not fall to notice what he suddenly j saw in the snow. Robinson Crusoe when he dlscovred the famous footprint of Man FriYoui" She Exclaimed, Almost In Terror. aj In the sand was not more astonshed at what met his vision than fewbold on that winter morning. For here, in the virgin whiteness, were be tracks of a man! He stopped dead with a sudden conractlon of the heart. Humanity othr than he and she in that wilderness? t could not be! For a moment he loubted the evidence of his own senes. He shook his pack loose from his boulders and bent down to examine he tracks to read if he could their ndications. He could see that some ne had come up the canon, that somene had leaned against the wall, that ome one had gone on. Where had e gone? To follow the new trail was child's day for him. He ran by the side of t until he reached the knoll. The tranger had stopped again, he had hifted from one foot to another, evlently he had been looking about blm eeklng some one, only Enid Maltand of course. The trail ran forward o the edge of the frozen lake, there he man had put on his snow shoes, here he had sped across the lake like n arrow, and like an arrow himself Jthough he had left behind his own nowsh^^New^lc^^iu^^Mtfi he foot of the rocky stairs. The newomer had easily found his way there. With beating heart and throbbing lulse, Newbold himself bounded upl lie acclivity after the stranger, markng as he did so evidences of the othr's prior ascent. Reaching the top ike him he ran down the narrow path nd in his turn laid his hand upon the oor. mfofolran Vi ex hoorH XiU TY ao iiVO uiigvuaQU^ MV MVM* W oice's within. He listened a second nd then flung it open, and as the othr had done, he entered. Way back on the trail, old Kirkby nd Robert Maitland, the storm having eased, were rapidly climbing up the anon. Fate was bringing all the acors of the little drama within the hadow of her hand. (To be continued.) SURE. 1 ? w II I Mrs. Wise?I understand that the Eskimos of Alaska make waterproof hlrts and boots out of the skin or the almon. llrMs. Wise?Sounds fishy. Dickens' Real Home. For 14 years Dickens made Oroadtairs his principal summer home iu England. London alone held a superior lace in his nfi'ectior.e. He felt his owers at their amplest when he was at ae little channel coast town. Calisthenics. "Those Latin races use a great nany gestures when they talk.' Yes," replied the busy man; "and t's a mighty good idea. It enables you o take your physical culture right long with your ordinary exercise." A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A A^A 1 J ? 1 I {Do You t { Assi^la I T % If you want a hot ? and if we haven't X we can get it. W ?? ing some nice reside in and some busine f .... % that will yield go !X your investment if t \% Gome in and let X our list of homes, v farms. Buy now wh v and you will never i I Uja^nard-Raley h ^^^Offices Ranard Hotel Bldg I ? f t T > ALL SORTS. T Presumption is the daughter of lg- ,aw norance. om ion< The sweets of married life should chu never be kept in family Jars. cra( Ice. Folly was condemned to serve as a aot guide to Love, whom she had blinded. mal bis Castles in Spain cost little to con- Cllr struct, but a great deal to demolish. Dn at ? There are some men whose friend3 nu^, are more to be pitied than their ene- Qjjr ?nies 1 I! AbsQwfeB$ P* Economizes Bui yf Eggs; makes the 41; apssSizing and i y TJhc only Baking 1 from Royal Grape Ci X X I Needf I ince? j[ I x ne we have] it, ^ what you want e are also offer- X :nce lots, close :ss lots at prices * iod returns on T (ought now. X % us show you X acant lots and.X ile dirt is cheap x regret it. V lif \ Trust Gd. | jr Phone 84 |* f T T T i T Ate Nuts in Church. he Sunday before Michaelmas day , until recent times, a curious cus " . rru- TV,, nn.ia). ai IVingSlOU- X I1ULUCS. 1 lie yen law srs attended in foice at the parisb rch, armed with nuts, which they :ked and ate throughout the serv"Nut cracking," however, was peculiar to Kingston. Goldsmith ces his Vicar of Wakefield say of parishioners: "They kept up the istmas Carol, sent true-love knots Valentine morning, ate pancakes i Shrovetide, and religiously cracked 3 on Michaelmas eve."?London onicle. I0E&E1 m 7 Pure ter, Flour, W ; food more $) LvSioIesoms W ^wder made ream ol T&r3ar j[,;'