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FIND OUT WHY?
THE CHALACE OF COURAGE
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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.
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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
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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
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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.
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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.)
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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.
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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."
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parishioners: "They kept up the
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