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K— Rimrock Trail By J. ALLAN DUNN Author of “A Man to His Mate' Etc. topflight, toa. >r J. Allan Dana li SundaySchool i Lesson ’ (By REV. P. B. P1TZWATER, D. D-. Tarn hrr of Rnillah HIM# In the Moody Bible Inatltut* of CMc&so.) Copyright, lilt. Waatern Nawapapar Ualoa. LESSON FOR JULY 8 CHAPTER XVIII—Continued. —16— Sandy w-rnt to the door and hailed Sam nnd Mormon. They rame to the oflk-e escorting Illnke, whose fox-face moved from si<le to side with furtive eyes us if he smelled n trup. “We want the list of the folks you unloaded Molly stock to," said Sandy. Min!<e looked nt his employer who snt glowering nt his cigar end, llckqd Ills lips nnd said nothing. “Tell him, you d—d fool!” grented Keith. “The stubs are In the car nt Here ford depot." snld Blake. “In the safe." "Money there, too? I suppose you cashed the checks?" "I deposited them to my own ac count,” snld Keith. “Come on. let's get this over with since you are de termined to throw away your own and your partners' good money, to say nothing of the girl’s. She could bring suit nguinst you. Bonrke. with a (food chance of winning." Me glanced hopefully at Mormon amt Sam. They kept on grinning. "Hound up that chauffeur.* Sam. • Ill you?" asked Sandy. "Tell him we’re atartlu’ fe" llerafo'd right off." Kate N1rhnl*4i and Miranda Halley • ere i*n the ranvb Imuae veranda “Could I ask y<»n to mall these let ters Mr KHth? Two of M<dly‘a and one of my own" Kate .Vl* h«d***a ad vaaeed toward him. the letter* la ttaod. With g X-urt of fury Ketfh Miatrtted at the letter* aa-1 threw tbeoi •« the grostad T» h- I «lta foa— he shouted. Ms fee* tmf sefOed "Tes ee “* A’1 of am patisA at ripped from him Hhe pMttBg vsmear, he appeared aseyty a ramsaa hadly Was ram* ap t*e vaeaaAa ’a tee >a—pa sal a Baal «ap 'hat left h*aa e'th am has la ear eta—4 la R# ta'a real refaar Me eMrt—| •»•« — •d peesoe aatf ae»—a I sad at— «a age'esa tae eau «f tW raw A t sg aea«e that Bft—I kef see t meae-'e sf See a gee y<se aef* I y—a a • a-os^e y«ee a—et ’ e* t Sw — sra—Brng m Wsmt af oi'soif l«e » m r < M am esee gea*ee lag a ♦ • ♦••e y—>%«g e*h *sm as -e 4'* Area *e yV gaeee y—a #teg *• «a —a as ageseg*** •» teas a*f • < a—<a ye aaeee y oa aasaam p.—. %» »a '*»et fV •»•%« pea Be% a«v •A.—e Iteea *aa yea *# IWl ► *•* yee si»*»g %< as h> |p—| C 'Re a*a Hr tf**« SR ■ mat Si i ea aa « f * pee*ee»s»l Aa's aW AhAs—a, rmese at See rwA4 e*e*t fuce was rosy; both were embar rassed. - . “Thank you, Mr. Manning," she said, ‘Tlease let him get up, and put away your pistol." “Git up," said Sam, “an’ go pick up them letters.” Keith gathered up the envelopes nnd presented them, with a bow, to the governess. He had recovered partial poise and his face was pole as wax, his eyes evil. “I’ll mall them, Miss Nicholson.” snld Sandy. . “Let’s go." He took Sam aside as the car swung round nnd up to the porch. “Sammy,” San- ;dy’s eyes twinkled, “I didn’t sat)* you ‘an’ Miss Nicholson waa so well ac quainted." Same looked his partner In the eyes nnd used almost the some words for which he had Just tamed Keith. But he said them with a smile. “You go plumb to h—11" • •••••• Creel, president of the Hereford National hank, a banker keen at a bargain, ahot out his underllp when Keith, with Sandy In attendance, tendered him the money for nil shares of the Molly mine sold In Hereford, including his own. "Yon nay the ml** has petered oitr he asked Keith, with pel pa hi* auaptcfo*. KHth glanced swiftly at Sandy alttlng arr— the table from him la the little direct ore* ream hack "f the hank praper Randy ant aphtai- llke Aa tf by aceident. hla hands were n* hla htpa. the Bag*** real tag <m am gwa t-e'ta 'That ta the neaa fiam my tenant.- aabl KHth *t -tab I aarflfna awk Mr “Now, Sonny," he said. “Tell us about It.- Where did you leave Molly?" “I don’t know Just where. I wasn’t noticing Just which way we rode. She did the leading. I don’t know how I ever got hack." “Didn't - she tell you where you were mnkin’ fo’?” “She didn’t name It. It was a little lake In some canyon where Molly said there used to be heavers.” “Reaver Dam canyon," said Sandy exultantly. “You left here ’bout seven. How fast did you trail?" “We walked the horses moqt.of the time. It was all uphill. And I looked nt my watch a little before it hap pened. It was a quarter of eleven. We saw some men ahead of us. Molly wondered who they could be. Then they disappeared. We were riding in a pass and two of them showed again, coming out of the tree* ahead of us. One of them, on a big black horse, held up hla hand." "Jim IMImaoll!" “Yes. Molly recognized him and spoke to him to get out of the trail. Grit wag trailing us. Pllmsotl wouldn’t move. | beard more horses heck of us and I turned to took. Two more men were coming up heh'nd Molly spurred Blaze on and cut at Ifflmantl with her quirt. He grabbed her hand with hla left. Grit sprang op at him and he got out hla gua from • he shoulder atU^ and shot him." -Rhof the Bawg? Hit him?" Ten. In <h* leg. He Bred at him again but Grit got Inte the hnwh ** "J*W whet were yum Bela' SR the timer lengy beam the led wne a temleffeag, Anew he 4anil bee* been •snail nm am snrh aa semWam bnf the «h»ngbt of Grit rtatng ha |h* ten me. railing hart aBat. besagbl the Sandy was a crucible filled with glowing white fury, Thoughts of what I’linisoll might achieve in insult and injury to Molly-could’not be kept i out of his mind nnd they but added fuel. It was not Sandy Bourke of the Three Bar, riding his favorite pinto, but a desperate man on a horse In fected with the same grim determina tion, a man' with a Tace that, despite tlie fiery heat within, blazing from his eyes, would have chilled the blood of any meeting him. . ' The place It had taken Molly and young Keith nearly three hours to reach In leisurely fashion, feandy gained in one, splashing through the shallows of Willow creek at the ford belqw the blg hend and giving Pronto the chance to cool his fetlocks and rinse out hla mouth in the cold water. Ahead lay the chimney ravine.that led around into Beaver Dam canyon. In which Molly and the boy had been attacked. Sandy rode on down the narrow trail. Once la a while ha bh>ke a branch and left It swinging as a guide to Sam when he should fol low with the riders from the ranch. The tracks of Molly’s Blaze and the MARY, THE MOTHER OF JESUS '• . ** ‘ o’ • r . ' 1 « LESSON TEXT—^Luke i:26-38. 36-51; 1:1-20. 41-52; John 19:25-27.*'“ GOLDEN TEXT—’Thou shalt call HU name Jesuo; for He shall save His peo ple from their sins.”—Matt. 1:21. REFERENCE MATERIAL — Matt. 1:18-2:12; John 2:1-11; John 19:25-27. PRIMARY TOPIC—Mary and the Bahy, Jesus. • JUNIOR TOPIC—Mary and the Boy/ Jesus INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP IC—Notable Incidents in the Life of Mary. ——— YOUNG PEOPLE AND ApULT TOPIC —Mary, the Mother of Jesus. “The h w <v«er* '**4 *w* •aen wnmg ny benAa * fa*# feAkea I «ar Tam e'Ba i have «ka an’ Me lha fefl If aa aw «H e* aaf •as a C* a —««*••* t Sw* it ' M .< *1* tg tiff# a»a» fu *r« Mas -H ihraaa fi tmmO m*f* ( *p4i* |W Was* W* ! k ^ 1 9*0*' f Wtb* W« ■ »e* Ml #Ww%eH He* *7 B> * •a tmm+p tot# *w j d<nhl I levwg ba net hm< n—a< e*e W leeve ! el He arei»*4 HOT «b> Mrl Mmmyr A# Ketfb Hay*4 In blk Bam Fired a Shot and the Promoter Jumped Galvanically as the Bullet Tor* Through the Planking. through the planking nf the- ranch house between his trembling knees. “I regret, Miss Nicholson,” 4ie com menced huskily, "that I let my temper get the better of me. I was greatly upset. In the mutter of your services I was—er—doubtless hasty. It can Ite arranged.” He shrank at the tap of Sam’s gun on his shoulder, wilting to his knees. “Sha w’udn’t work fo’ you fo’ the rime it take* a rabbit to dodge a rat tler." said Sara "She never dW work fo’ you. It was Molly a mon-r paid he* Kate* r»h» t<* Hay right her# aa long as she rbonee* aa* I . . * Cbf*btn* Kate NltUsbmn’a caw. ttv* idmirug looB of * naasnB wbe bna (be fn-t fl nmrtUST • or* <•* wttb the ually toward the taat quarter of lb* day s march At four •Vtoefc one of th* Three Star rlden came la at a gallop, rarrvlnc double. Behind him. Hinging tight. wa« I>onald Keith, woe begone. almost *ihaunted, hli trim riding clothe* snagged and aolled. his shining pnttees scuffed and scratched. He staggered as he atld out of the saddle and clung to the cantle. head sunk on arms until Sandy took him by the arm. Keith sprang from his car and came over. Sam nnd Mor mon hurried up. "What’s this?" demanded Keith angrily, suspicion rife in his voice. “I picked him up three mile’ back, hoofin’ If. He was headin’ fo* Bitter Flats hut I e wanted the ranch," snld the cowboy to Sandy. Ignoring Keith. “We burned wind an’ leather cbmin’ in, seein’ Jim IMImsoll nn’ some of hi* gang hav^ made off with MIsg Molly I" “Whero'd tlds happen?” demanded Sandy. “Sam, g*>~git Pronto fo* me nn’ saddle up.” “That’s the h—I of It,' rider. "The pore d—n fool know. Plumb loco! Soared to death; Been wanderin’ round sence afore noon.” tg With the tfl* and a hei "Rani ala ? rumtB’." said Randy, fill ing hla rtlle magazine and breech, stowing away extra H!p«. Tm g<>la' In alone. Mo'n on* 'ud be likely to spoil sign. Mormon, mo'n one la like ly to advertise we’re coinin'. They're liable to leave t lookout. IMlmaoH’s clearin’ out of the country an’ I’m trailin’ him clear through h—1 If I have to. Kf he’s harmed Molly I’ll stake him out with a green hide wrapped around him nn’ his eyelids sliced off. I’ll sit In the shade an’ watch him frizzle an’ yell when the hide shrinks In the sun. This Is my private play, Mormon. You an’ Sam can back It up, but I’m handlin’ the cards.” He left the room and they saw him covering the ground In- a wolf trot to where Sam, astride his own favorite mount, held Pronto ready saddled. They saw Sam’s protest, Sandy’s vlg- ormjs overruling of It, and then Sandy I bad fiaan rtBa# naan M Be RaMf Me seen • - • , , • '.«*• and I b»** Ml aeftee east The pAaea of th* atenMlIa nn* **e*a TW feeqaB *«* leans lad T* Hbe iMb of th* tend (Baev tens a efist of Meed aBaaM hta*%. n»fb fin* Bnsjtqfi awenei n Be fiL U amot knee -TL»-r fnna OsM TK aewne ana Mr yna. Gen. vhB* Fin ab*ni B.* naHteewd Randy na Bn and eneefbMy annnyed Aa B*«aan^n4 Ran* an. •wane UR (Bn Bnavy Hlrven* •Wee nBaev# tBn eaddka a*nt. the rntna fraai (Be bebMa bd pnRnd dawn Beenie'a wine Band. "Hit (be bach trail faf Betwa, MT ewa*," be enld "tf I need mo a ^■BM^^fi 9 A nefi B T~1 J 99 fit ■ M ^^WWW W. m h ta ge hetty-trmtua* pettty n«o** He gave (be ptni* a eaatlnns aUp aa tba Rank and Pronto Harted off down the trail Ro far Randy be lieved be had not been eeee. If ha had, srrlflnahot mould have been tba first warning. * ' A buzzard hong la the early eve nine sky. circling high and then and- denly dropping In a swoop. “Looks* like Grit’s cashed In." thought Sandy. "That bird was a late tomor, at that." But It was not Grit. The ravine curved, forked. On# way led to Beaver Dam lake, the other rifted deep through rocky out crop. leading to the Waterline range. The boundary fence crossed it. Two posts had been broken out, the wire flattened. Through the gap led the sign that Sandy followed. The clouds were assembling for sunset overhead, the moon just topped the eastern cliffs, beginning to send out a meas- Jtre of frflccted light. A^beam struck I. Mary at Nazareth (Luke 1:20-38, 40-!jO). Mary was a Jewish maid of the' town of Nazareth. The first Informa tion we have of her Is that she was engaged to be married to Joseph, a carpenter of the same village. It seems that the custom among the Jews was for betrothal to take place a year before marriage. During this interval the woman remained with her parents. .1. Gabriel Sent from God to Mary (vv. 2fi-38) It was during this interval of betrothal before Joseph and Mary were married that God sent the angel ’ Gabriel to •nnmio«'e unto Mary that •he was to be th* mother of Jeaoa Isaiah, more than 7*»* y**rs before, prophesied that a virgta shoaid give birth to a a»o wh«a* nom* abonlfi ho rolled Ioiiaaooel tlaa ?:|4). Th»«fh at Era perplexed, sbo aeropi*d th* aananrtatlcn with remarkable roots ge and devotion To be totd that sbo woe to bo a motfcee waa nothing startling, far this nee the a» no a l tootro of every amrrW JewtaB woman t’ndar f tbo ctrmnntaarna tAo areopted moth rrBnod at a terwwndana mat Bbo wsa eaHnrbms of bar virgin pnrtiy Rbo know tknt to komaa* a avurktr andar •orb nrv nmotonma wonM eggom bar In wanMombkn enoyaekan atbt *a >me TRks one (be vkarn tBot meknlB Jewn uadi ad tbo matko*. fbr thw* tnaann a tod to Joooo that N# one boon of famBrnlhsa tjobn fi *41, Her ftektk woe anrB tba* vB* magonded nw% ao*e* mnrng* RBo Bud "filnioBg tBn BnwBomM of tBn Lnrdt Be ■ ante am nroomHng to lOf no*d 4LnBo I fikl fi Me* HemBmfBI Bang fee g| Bit to Boe emnnemoamotM ebn art ana «n B *hh *0 on ehiasty smemwntan BBBSMfi CBUBBotk Itaemq o etBt tbo ey 1 thy eod *0- ■» «4«' ,ot «d tv • ( hoe leknaagBons towb *n**wd ht pomO tbo saaenwBeestanHNkg too and Hhssm nBtaB 00* -ed bm and monad tne aoni ko hnrac on# tw tnav soot* nondbrJM wmg ed gmme N IBoey ** Raaotsoom t|,oB* 9 I 2*1 w h#t t«ohewt atMooaaood ko Ifiory •e# te n homg fhlB*tod I soon# e do evoo '--oeevs Og tOgotkaW kWaO^H Joo TO REUEVE PAIN AND BACKACHE Women May Depend upon Lydia EL PinkhRm s V ege- table Compound Minneapolis, Minn.-‘M had heaniSO much about LydmL^Pinkhcrn^V ^ . ,,,,, when 1 realized I needed to take some thing to relieve my pains and backache, and to help build ms up I began to take that. 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Pogo’S*, “1 o« oofrmt. aa froo* J log 111 m Jom br* rent of «<•*» tor •t I'ftwnt knowing FnHy whole day's )*>4trvk*y oboe* tbo trktid onn 2. failure go f'nderaisnd Jrou* Action and Word* (e. SO). No portlmlar «maor* ahottld attach to this, aa It is beyond our ability even now In understand all the*# thine* S. Failure tn I’roperly MrmpaiMa* with Jk-nus’ Ih-epeal l.onem^v and Emotions. "How In It that y» nought me? Wilt ye not that I must he about my Father’* builness?” 4. Failure to 1‘erielre Her I.lmlt of M«vterfulneii. The time cornea when duty to God takes precedence over duty to (tarentz. All then*- limitationz should be Viewed with the background of her deep devotion to God. Her whole life was lived In a spiritual at mosphere. Site was Just the kind of | womaiirio whom God would trust the j upbrinyim; of Jlis Son. Jesus went back with them to Nazareth nnd was subject tiritn them. IV. Mary at the Cross (JohrF 19:25- itrCA m XjiffAfift^ fmm vim sonee Htg l< f* HY 8fi (•<* 'na, •«* ge* ■ rest It * |* **r rent U an k t|i >e«n I Ik ft** fit • thr rr*t nFf « •u»pe» t»-*| of |>li •ti-Ol **4.1 ‘ ■Hivm* *Tt> Sint ■f rfki on kk ho Don’t Forget Cuticura Talcum When mldinj; to your toilet n-qulidtea. An exquisite fare. skin, b.ihy and dint ing powder nnd iH-rfume, rendering other perfumes superfine*. You mnv rnlv on it hecnnve one Wlhe •'utlcura Trio (Soap. Ointment and Tnleum), 27m' each everywhere.—Advertisement. Success Implies Sense. Sueces'ifu! men as n rule are not superstitious. The man who I ms g< to the top of tin- (adder isn’t afraid to walk under one.—Boston Evening Transcript. »» ■■ c e Donald Keith saarged suddenly and S.-imly picked the lad up It/his arms, strode with him to the cor and* laid him on the cushiony “Git kome water," he onlered Keith. “We’ve got' no licker on th# ranch." Keith bent. n(>en*d a ahallrvw drawer beneath fh# neat and produced a Hirer flask. He unscrewed th# top and poured anno liquor Into Mv Ran dy raised tb# Boy s bead and lifted tba nhtaky tw Bin paUid Itpa. gray oo %fo fB*e where fh# BaaB naatched tba IHHlary attaM Tto cvwdiai trtrk tad otfTo opmi was up-sqddie and away at 11 brisk lope with Sirm gazing after i a dis- satd' the j^consolately. KeltTi’s car was-nirning don’t* for the trip to Hereford.-spurning the dust of the Three Star ranch forever —and not lamented. Sandy, his eyes like the mica flakes that show in gray granite, his humor ous mouth a stern line, little bunches of muscles at the junction of his jaws, held the pinto to a steady lope that ate up the ground, drifting straight and fast across country for th# oi>en' ing in the mesa that be had marked aa the short-cut to the spot described by Donald Keith. Every now and then be ta that) hla thoughts aloud, as tbe lonely rider vetlj and. If th# pinto mold not understand. . he listened wUh pricked eara^ •YffH huh haie hem hurt prlKi Bad. fsk sfBk)d Wmder who tbe , tbewq ••** I’U’oa .41? Tbej'r* ifTJ a HttTe-4!yIinder, the emptied shell of This was a great triar^For any a thirty-thirty rifle. There was an- mother to see her son die is a trlaj, other close by. Am] scanty soil was hut what must Tt iiave been for this marked with more hoof9.-^Sandy halt- mother in the fare of-all the sacred ed, wondering iire key To thneqjuzzle. memories that clung to he’r soulV It Did it piean » quarrel between Plitn- 1 is beautiful to note the tender >are soil’s men? Altogether he figured 'ivhich Jesus in His dying hour man!- there had been a-dozen horses over festerTfor His roothej He committed the ground. It was only a swift guess her to the ihuy of John John ac- but he knew U close to the mark, cepted the responsihinty Of a sod and Had IMImsoll been Joined or attacked? took hereto-his home." And -. . .? Walking ent-footed, he made no { sound but suddenly three buzzard* j rose on heavy wings nnd went swiftly to where they had been squat ting. A dead man lay up against tb« cliff, n saddle blanket thrown ersc hla face. This bad held off tb# car J rtoa birds The body was limp and 1 rtUl vans. It had boaB n ear^oa ea)y A abort tteaa. Sandy t^ k off til Our Mistakes. There are few. very few. thRt -will ovra themselves In a mistake, though all the tvwjd se»* them t«» be In down right nonsensF.^rgwift. No Such Thing a« Luck. There l» n * such thing’ at luck. | a fm>'v name for herag al«ay* at fltee 4 duty and«B euro to bo ready wB«R tba I • good ttioa cow *•■ Tart ’ A MM Bad asodg • IB bta aBoii By (Be rtffM Tbo A«* of l* roar art of teamkpg Bat trv’o at a Gam ~ m to day, with'a dull, unceaHing backache? Are you lame in the morning; bothered with headaches, dizztpees and urinary lisoniers? Feel tired, irritable- and diseouhrged? Then there's surely something wrong, and likely it's kid ney weakness. Don't neglect it! Get hack your health while you can. Use Doan's Kidney Pills. Doan's have helped thousands of ailing folks. They should help you. Ask yovr neighbor! A North Carolina Case Mrs. W. L. At- H " bine.’ -7- -First' St-.., < Sanford. N. C, says: "Mornlnga my back waa stiff and lame and I couldn’t bend without sharp catches taking m« to ihr ba* k Diazy *;•• Us ran* oa and of*8i ap pesred befor* my eyeoj* •#▼ ovBoeye' nght My anb.rs and Utebo s«•l.’ed 4 OetqSh o v* Jed lx •I doaftStvxiv It’s da t I