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Special Radio Service for Cotton Marketing Season. Atlanta, Ga., Aug. 30. ? Cotton farmers with radio receiving sets in their homes may get up-to-the-minute market quotations and other import ant cotton marketing news by tuning in Radio Station WSB, daily at 12:05 and 2:30 P. M., acording u> the Sears Roebuck Agricultural Foundation, which has just announced the inaug uration of a complete farm market service for the southeast from the At lanta Journal station. "Through cooperation with the Mar ket News Service, United States De partment of Agriculture, and the At lanta Commercial Exchange, we are starting ?'hat we believe to be a val uable economic service to those whose daily bread depends upon an immed iate knowledge of prices on the princi pal markets," stated George C. Big gar, secretary of the Foundation. "In additort to the daily quotations, we will broadcast from our own studio all the special crop condition reports and estimates of the government, sup plemented by market information gathered by the Foundation's research department." To show what radiio market infor mation really means to farmers, Mr. Biggar said that a survey made by the Foundation in the middle west, froni Chicago, showed that radioize(. farm homes estimated ah ^^rage of over $250 annual saving as a result of following radio market news. In a more recent survpy, made by the Foundation in Texas and Oklahoma, farmers replying estimated over $1(50 a year saving due to radio. The complete farm market schedule of the Foundation from WSB includes the following reports: 12:05 daily, weather and crop news; opening and noon New York and New Orleans cot ton futures; Atlanta fruit and vege table reports; Chicago hogs and cat tle; 2:30 daily"; close of cotton futures at New York, New Orleans and Chi cago; spot cctton quotations at prin ciapl markets; reports on sales of cotton at interior southern points; fruit and vegetable summary; Chica go and Atlanta livestock; Chicago and New York butter and eggs7 and New York poultry quotations. cfhe 1DATER BEARER B\j J. ^LLAN DUNN Author of "\A MAN TO M15 MATE" VIMROCK TRA1V <?) H7 Dortd, il?*d A Co. WNU bi.-Tto* *nt? speecnes were over, rne crowd getting into (heir enrs ready to com plete the trip. They would not come In this direction, he knew, and shout ed nt the top of his lungs to attract attention. He felt that Hetty was not badly hurt, hQynnd bruises and shock, but he felt helpless; not wanting to leave her, not knowing what best to do. There wore thousands of gallons of water under his feet, but none with which to revive her, save that which dripped from his clothes. A woman was needed- ? perhaps a doctor. Me did not want to take her Into the curious crowd. Ilo shouted again Just as a car broke from the ruck and came down towards the gatehouse. The occupants saw him waving. If they did not hear ldm, they sensed trouble In his pose and the cur leaped ahead under the flow of gas. It was Cox, with Hums, coming to see what delayed him. The superintendent had told the president that Warner was giving the tunnel final Inspection. As the car came up Caleb hailed Cox. "There's been an accident," he said "Foul play of some kind. Nothing serious, but I want Mrs. Caniulnex to attend to Miss Clinton. She was attacked, trying to save me. You know Mrs. Carqulnez, Cox, she'll be hy my car. Oct her." "Wife of the artist? I remember her. Do you want Hums?" Hut Caleb had turned hack Into the gatehouse. Cox's driver turned the oar on the ramp and the car went hack nt full speed. Hums halted In the doorway, uncertain at the sight of Caleb kneeling beside Hetty Clin ton. The girl was reviving, snylng something to him "No place for mo." Hums told him "aelf, "I can't ?h> anything In there." Tfe turned his back, waiting for rein foreements. "Ycru're safe?" FVtty raised her head and Caleb pillowed It on his arm. "Yew, thanks to you," ha snld ?'What happened?" i "6b, I'm mo glad." Rudden tears' choked her utterance and uha hagun .to sob hysterically. | The car cauie racing b??k again with Carqulne* and his wife tn th? tonneau with Mnrla. Luis Padllla on the running board. Maria swept Caleb aside, her eyes resenting Mrs. Carqulne* as she loosed a rush of Spanish with her arms about her^senorlta. Betty Clin ton fought o/T her hysteria, braced at the entrance of the rest, and sat up. "I in all right, Maria," she said. "You'll want to know what happened. I saw, that gentleman" ? she looked at Burns, hovering In the background with Padtlla ? "speak to Mr. Warner. Then you left the tables." She turned to talk directly to Caleb. "I thought that something had gone wrong, by your face, and I watched you going toward the gatehouse. I saw a man pass one of the openings In the screens and follow you. I had seen him before, looking in from where the food was served, hack of where you sat. Just before you left. He had a beard, he looked rough and wild. His eyes were glittering like a mad dog's. I fancied I knew him . somehow and I tried to remember where. I knew the memory was In some way sinister?. It may have been Intuition, hut It possessed me. So I slipped from my seat while Mr. Hinckley was speaking and went to where I could watch the road. You _were nearly at the gatehouse, almost running. And this other man was running, too, not on the road but among the sage, bent double, lurching as If he was drunk, trying not to he seen, following you. A figure of evil. And I suddenly placed him. I knew It was Baxter! And I was sure he meant harm to you ! "I should have used my head bet ter," she confessed, color coming back to her cheeks, slowly spreading over face and neck under Caleb's gaze. "At least I should have railed I.uls, but I only thought of one thing, to' worn you. I think that even then I guessed what was going to happen. That you were going Into the tunnel -and Bax ter . . . : "W hen I got here he was at the wheel. I was sure then. I shouted at him and he paid no attention. I could hear the water pounding down | Into the tunnel nnd I tried to drag him away. I did once and tried to twist hack the wheel hut he Jumped at me and we fought. Me was too strong for me and he fliwnruue off at Inst. He wns*crazv. beside Aim self, a madman. It wasn't Just th^ liquor. 'I'm going t<> drown hlin.' he wold. 'Drown lil in like a rat.' And he curbed at me lirst and t lien ? threatened me\ I was desperate I saw a wrench on (lie seat and T struck him with It on the back of his head. He went down, staggering ? and I got to the wheel. When (lie roar of the water "'lded I knew you were safe. T sup pose I fainted. You came. ..." For the pair of them, for the mo- j ment, as their eyes met, there was no one eNe In the gatehouse. Burns slooped to the floor and picked up a tool. "There's blood on the wrench," be I said, under his breath to (W. "Hey, Where's that Mexican going?" "It must have been Baxter I glimpsed as T came out of the shaft," Caleb was saying. "He had Just come to, I suppose, and . . He broke off at Burns' exclamation. The superintendent pointed to where Padllln was' running over the plain toward the foothills, head low, eves searching the ground, like a hound on trail. Something glittered In his hnnd. "He's after Baxter," cried Caleb. "He'll kill him. I've got to stop that. Mrs. Carqulnez, you'll go with Miss Clinton nnd Mnrla to El Nldo. HI get there later. I've got to prevent Padllln committing murder. Yon won't need me, Cox, go ahead with out me." Tie sprang through the door, hat less, his wet clothes clinging to limbs nnd body., starting out lo run down Padllln before the avenging Mexican closed with his quarry. That the Mexican would be tmplacnble, deaf and dumb and blind to all but his i vengeance against the innn who bad Injured la senorltn, Caleb knew. Nev ertheless Pndllla must be stopped from crime and the penalty. He thought more of this than of Baxter ns he followed the dusty tin II across the plain that led straight toward n wooded arroyo. Padllln was nearly halfway to the foothills before Caleb started hut he gradually overhauled the Mexican He was furious enough, remembering Betty's white skin with the bruises on it. her torn garments, to bent Max ter to a pulp. Baxter, he realized, must have overheard Feely's report to , Burns and seized his chance to get even with Caleb. The thought of Betty swift to his rescue, her Intuition qolckcncd. sure l.v by some tie between them, of Hetty fighting with the drunken, crazy Bax ter. beating him down with the wrench, was glorious lo him In pro portion to Ills Iiure The only thing that curbed his own anger from (he Mexican's Intent in kill was, perhaps, the sight of the knife in Padllla's hand, the sudden knowledge of what penalty the Mexican would have to pay for murder, of Maria and Betty's sorrow. But lie was not Kolng to let Baxter, off scot free If he got at him. Only the one thought beat against the wrath that exulted already at tht Idea of getting Baxter within reach of his hands, the remembrance thai punishment must stop short or min der. '''here his N>w Kngland sanity fought for restraint. Ho had won Betty ? he must not lose her. A little stream sometimes babbled down the arroyo where Padllln, a hundred yards nhead of Caleb still, disappeared In a Jungle of htiekeyo and mnnznnlta. Footprints of them both wer? plain In the still moist esrtb for s few pa cas nnd then abruptly disappeared. Baxter had t*k?o to ttvt PldeldM :? r?f1 the thicker undergrowth. Caleb halted perplexed. He hud lit tle breath left for the call to I'ndtlla. felt It was useless before he ut tered it. He stood alert. listening. To Ids right. and ahead, there sounded .1 sharp crack of dry twigs and he stin t od ofr again, buffeting Ids way through low boughs and brambles. He was certain that Baxter could not elude I'adilla. For years the Mex ican had guarded his senorita under the vow taken by him and Maria, that ?ad held back their own happiness and added fuel to ? sfowly growing ' hate that, now the time bad , M\ would give deep knife wounds in ex change for the bruises of his mistress. I nl ess Caleb could come up with him Baxter was as good as dead. A shrill cry of agony sounded from the dense growth of the a novo, not far away, toward the head of the cleft. For a second Caleb stood snn. chilled by the crawling horror of that shriek, the cry of ., lW-urd facing death, it was not ren?--ted Where was no sound nt nil |? t|ie u.uk.() where no leaf stirred. Then he heard :i r i exclamation m Spanish- "Relna Sain-tlsslma ami plunged ahead through the tangle to come out In a tiny clearing. A live oiik grew by a slab of i"-.iv lock on which, as on some s:i\;;g.. altar, lay Baxter, the sunlight drifting down through thi> gnarled boughs <>; tin* tree ami gliding a face the of clay, n dropped Jaw that simv. ...| jl ?' white feel h amid the untrii,m;e(| beard, ryes rolled up. already gl.izing. the face in a snarl. Inhuman. Bending above Mm. shrinking back ? n,iie with h.*i knife upraised, stood INdilla s"?'""-l to have recoiled from u\< deed, while ready to deliver a second blow. Caleb leaped and caught the wrNt of the hand that held the blade dllla turned to him a face that was hard to read. There was disappoint, ment In it, slow-dying fury? and awe. "Senor." he said. ??[ did not i.hicIi heCTit: See. my knife is clean. There Is no blood upon eet . I did not touch beem! Sungre <11 Crist,., he hear me eoniln'. he run weed, his head on his shoulder an', all -of ? sudden he put his ban' to his side, he cry out. twist roun' an" fall like you see. When I reach heein lie Is nuierte! Dead! Be cause he Is too much afraid." Caleb loosened Baxter's collar and shirt. slipped his hand in over the heart. "He is dead, senor ? I mean to keel him myself. But eet is the Judgment or (jo<1." Caleb knew that it was the "cham pagne heart" cTt Baxter, too long abused, the overtaxed engine of a mis used machine, that bad given way at last. Fright had helped, no doubt; the wild, pounding, panting run wltli the knowledge of Pudilla swift rind relentless upon him with lifted and glittering knife, Baxter had hurtled out. But he did not attempt to mod ify the Mexican's statement, lie put his own handkerchief over the face It was horrible? terrible ! There was none of the oft-quoted "peace or <lenth" upon It. The eyes stared glassy and wild. The livid lips were drawn back to show the teeth and the I snarl that made the features so frightfully bestial. It was as W the soul of Baxter had departed utterly when he had turned the wheel of the water-gallery with murder in his heart and now. only the brute that dwelled In the subconscious was revealed? in full. A dead, mad face. Doctor here'8' th??ry ,md fnrfl]1 testimony All bate filled out in Caleb. Here was a mad dog-dead. An atavism self produced and self-annihilated. "I should bav' like to keel him " said I'adllla. "An' you, Honor, would you hav' only talk to beem? I woe| I "Ret In the Face of a Devil ? el A*pec to del Demonlo. stay horo intlll you rnnic hnok. I'or Imps you wool hot lor solid Iho hhorlff nri' hoo In sonorila, to loll hor tho ninii who hurt hor Is inuorto. It Ik hoi lor I wait horo i>r tho Khorlft Also . . Ilo polntod upwards IIU(h In th? hluo, swinging In rlrolea tnat grad ually narrowod nbovo Iho nrroyo, soared n buzzard Kvon whllo thoy lookod another appeared ? - another. "Thoy iiro quook," sold I'ndllla. "Koon I horo wool ho morn. The Kher | IfT imm' not find hoom dlnturb'." Tho Moxlcnn cro?nod himself. MYoo .saw his fnoo, Honor," ho *ntd In n low volco- as If tho doe 4 could | hoar. "Hanaro dl Crlsto I Ket In th? fnee of ft devil ? el uhimhtIo del il?- j luuolo." CHAPTER XVII _ i Dios Bcndiga a Vd. A week later Caleb sal with Hetty | In the twilight on the l> r< ?m ? t mission | bench In the pntlo nt Kl Nido In the j 1 ? I VI room Stella Carquino/ was at ti e pluno. playing softly. Cnrqiiine/ him | self hail been forced in go to (intdeti to discuss a commission. Their ehlhl j IiikI iT ? ? 1 1 ? ? to I 1 MariitV was softly i crooning a lullaby at ttie far *>t ? ? I -r ! the patio garden. putting M:na Mm i gun'* baby - of \vhl? h she hail not j '?"en ashamed ? Jo ,<d, i Caleb rnd Met t y won- silent lie j was trying to liml words for what lie | wanted to tell her In lining language. j and llnding It ditVicjIt in< emotion-: I eon founded him ill this supreme K- lie. ' I lie Ilea I'll ess of her. the cou?vioiivllcss th:U to urn In her was every thing. to j !ose her m--ant all the Jov taken out i of sueee>.> ami life, now ami to come. | set his heart pounding till he thought that '?lie must surely hear It. sapped hi< confidence. "IleJty," he said at last, "you saved my life What d> you want to do wiih it".'" Sho < 1 1 < I not n(Teet to misunderstand lilin. lie had known she would not do that. There was Mmim V'ng estah Jlshed between them. a l> ml that lia-l made their silence lillo I with magnet Ism. Caleb hoped that it was love, with her. as It was with htm. As he sat, hands on knees leaning toward her In I he dusk. Irving to reail her face, lie felt his Mngors trembling T-.ver.v atom of him I ? >n *;?>? 1 for her. reaehed out for her In ari ardor that seemed to belong 'o another Caleb Warner, lately ereateil "What do von want me to do with It?" she asked. "Share it, Hotly. All wavs and mI ways." "All ways?" Site had risen, stand ing by one of the post*; (>f the pergola, lasniine wreathed Now he stomi op poslte to her. close and looking ?tow? at lier unturned face. The curves of her niout h maddened liltn lie < teneh?<i Ids hands until Ids nails stung tils flesh, hanging on to himself restrain I ti C a desire to woo her only with kisses. Ills reason fought with Ids passion, lie knew Hetty Clinton was not to he won that way alone Some thing ran riot in Ids veins. Infecting his being. There was no congealed hlood there, for all of Haxter's sneer And tt affected the girl. lie coul! see her sway a Utile and he suddenly caught her in his arms. "Yes. nil ways, Hetty, l.over and mnte and partner In everything. Von are the other half of t?e. To share In all things, Joy and sorrow, love nnd work T/'ove first. Hetly, nnd then we'M go on together with the work that will hp ours, planned together, done to gether ? and so to love again." She had not resisted him. Her heart had lain against his shoulder. She lifted It, searching his face. Then even In the dusk, he saw hers become softly radiant, as, satisfied. she raised her lips to his. Ifer horty. soft and Infinitely human, clinging close to his. And. for a time, he knew that slip was not lacking In the passion that had possessed him "We shall go on together." she said softly ? nfter quite a while ? "always on and on, Caleb. Hrlnglng water to thirsty places and to thirsty people? Hiendlng work with love to make all perfect? Anything else would only mean stagnation In the end." "T am the Water-Hearer," he snld ? he was a little Inclined to vaunt In his triumph "You remember the sign of Aquarius?" "You must give me mine back again." "I shall. The two fishes. Joined to gether with a ribbon. Wnter-crea tures. Hetty. You and I. In the snme element, bound bv love." The music within became louder, ended In n crash of chords Stella Cnrqulnez camp to the patlo entrance "What are you two doing? Moon ing In the dark?" she queried. "Oh !" she added softly, "Honeymooning! I am so glad ? my denrs. "\yiiere nre you going, Hetty?" "I am going to tell Maria," she said as sbe swiftly passed them. Caleb saw tears on her face as she went through the door. He knew they were tears of Ipippiness. "You are lucky, but tardy." Mrs Carqulne/. said to Caleb. "I don't know that you deserve her. Yon dis appointed me last month, at our little celebration." "J wanted to finish my work," said Caleb jdntply. Stella Carqulne/. laughed softly. "Dins! Once a Yankee always a Yankee! Hut you're well mated. Het ty here she comes with Maria, after all." "Sonor." snlfl Mnrln. "tntoly for nil hor woleht, "It Is vory woll. yon will mnUo my nonorltn hnppy nn' sho. nit sonor. tho good Oo?l Is vory kind to von I An' now I nin to rnnko I. tils hnppy. my sonorltn snys. Ho noortv Koino ono to look nftor hoom, for ho Is only n (trout ohtWI. Wo rIirII throw nwny Ihoso two riiRM of tho pumn skoon My knooK Jinvo worn off tho hnlr. Hut wo nhnll ?t 1 1 1 prny ? for two now porhnpn. innnnnn. for rnoro Onion s; (i ho ? Now ?ho linv' somo ono to protort. I." who l?roko off Into n torront of KpnnlMh. stoopoil, entipht both tliolr lunula nnd I<Ihro(1 thorn vnnlRhod Into I ho prnrilon "Sho wots nn oxcollont oxnmplo onlfl Mrs. C 'iirqtilnoz. "Afllon y hnon norhos ! l>los homllKn n V<1." who ml' ?xl softly lit tho floor. lint thoy <11(1 not hour lior hpno?t1> tlon. Thoy woio qulto nlotio hofoi Hlsle CHi(|Ulno/, hnd loft tho room [THIC KJSDJ THE BRIDGE OF -PROGRESS 1 1 >wn'- sii.'-.'i : -? depends maiv.lv upon the tuimlx r of ?u.vi -t;. ir it, and since material s'.uvi - < i- usually measured in term.- <<:' ? 1. ? ' hi ? I cents, this feature of local enterprise i.ti i * b ? n\( ?! <?!,,,! ' Probably many ar tired of hi-.ir:r. i'. preached that savour i- tin- ??.!!?? - ijoad ! ) f!r>a:i. iiti independence, but tioin a community .-iav.j'.d.'?'.M i . \ finm of this advice cannot bo ur?cd i' " >tronu'iy. I'r.lo- tb i<".. .< t ;?!<>. city investing time a\>d money is accepted, progress will In- curia b 1. A bank a count, systematically mai ntained, will prove -o be a b-id^t lover obstacles which now block the way i ? h-es*:- .<\v n< iio <? ; M zation of some other aim in life. \V t.an j jV(. in comfort, spc.'.d \< i ???ly i rave at the same time on a modest incotr.e. The imp ui.i thimr i : .-avin ; is the regularity with which we lav a.-:de a certain amount at ? <? i r j vals. Men and women who follow this active are a led asset ;o < a ' > . > I n ' They are the real boosters of the town and more should be crconra'it d :? I folic"/ their example. -I. K. <;0(}])AI/i\ PAINTING AND 1 >1 !< '< > I: ATI N < '? Estimates Furnished aiul Siitisfactn. y SiTvi^' Gu;?rar.'i> !. Kalsominhijj, Fresco Work and )V. ;?< r ! in .r < T I v ? n IV ' Attent ion. PHONE m-J. }<>?.? !;l"l I K!?f;K ,-T.. ? A M I ? i-: * I , S. C. What , will we have to eat ? THIS (H'KSTION IS A DAII.Y WdKlh 'I O '111 1 : 1 1 < > ? "?* I :? : KKKI'EKS. ( f OUR LON(; KXI'I.'K I KN< K IN 111 YINC AND SKI. I IN.'i <;KO. ("El? IKS WII.I. II KM' YOl' TO A NSW KK IT. it CAM. AT Oli! STOKE OK I'ilONK I S. V\ I . Will ? ; i \ YOl ({1 AI.ITY AND SKKVK F.TIIVI SATISI \ . ?if It's CJood to Mat. We Haw It." W. Tv SMITH. j Phono (i4 ID H; liro.-if! Si nvt. \ THE STORM INC i ( W THE GATES w Thl? picture Is typical of many Hiieh acenos enar.t??d daily at Iho main Rates of tho Sescjiil Contonnlal International (Exposition In Philadelphia where tho 1 !?<> t li anniversary of the til^mnx of lire I cclat at Ion ? Inch-pendcnce H being celebrated Tho "shot" was niacin from outs Id" Hie r.a i and shown dm long sweep of hlHtoric Hroad street, the main artery of the exposition To Hit* loft ran i?o noon one of tho e.npltnls of the Palace of l.itn nl Ai!? and M.in.i fftctnres which covers nearly olj<ht acres* of grounds and which lion-. ? < ouit* of the finest oxhiblts ovor neon. The {Exposition will continue until I'ootrv b?r I