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/ < & Scientuts Find New Senses, or New Names W* fcaw fifteen eensee, not firet •ccordlng to Qernwn men of adonce who ere determined to npeet old* fashioned theories. They hare die* covered many new names for many old sensations. Among them are the sense of tem perature, for Instance, which Is' not merely the old-fashioned sense of touch but an entirely different mat* 1 ter. If the sense of temperature Is lost, a manats able hr trructr coals without feeling pain. Some parts of the body have an apparent ly strong sense of temperature, as . for Instance the tongue and the eye lid which are especially sensitive to heat It Is closely related to ^he sense of balance. On board ship, for Instance, the muscle sense tells you what movement you must make to counteract the rolling of the ship. The sense of time, German scien tists aver. Is so strongly developed In some people that they are able to tell the exact time within a minute or two. The “sense of rays’* Is one of the latest discoveries. It is located In the skin and reacts to the different rays of light to which the skin is ex* posed. OUTLAWS Ol < 1 \ • . # o EDEN : ' Zitf PETER B. KYNE ' -s 1 . * WMVSSrvIsa ' * .« k OsarrieM. m rvtar n. Kymo. SYNOPSIS Rsneetore Kershaw, test mala mem ber of the Kershaw elan, dies sudden ly while riding with his daughter, Lor ry. Tears before, at the olose of the Mexican war, Robin kershaw, with his bride, rode Into northeastern Califor nia. Hero ho found an Idoal valley for ranching and cattle raising. They christened It Eden Valley. Below Eden Valley Is a less valuable tract which Kershaw’s wife christens forlorn Val ley. Joel Hensley, a Texui, settles la the lower half of the valley. There Is had blood over fences and water for Irrigation. Kershaw kills Hensley and the blood-feud Is oa. By 1>17. Ranee Kershaw, hts son Owen, and daughter Lorry are all that remains of one elan. Nate TlchOnor is the sole survivor on the Hensley side, CHAPTER III—Continued '/RUE* A Few Drops Every Night and Morning — Wiii Promote a Clean, Healthy Condition! At All Drug Stores % Writs Meries Co^Dst.W.ChieMo J’er Pres! By Comparison The bad becomes the good when worse happens. FOR CLOSE- UPS End freckles, dark skin Hire the lovely clear skin men can’t resist—Ires from freckles, blsckhesds, pimples, all blemishes! At bedtime just cream your face and neck with Nsdiaola Bleaching Cream—no nr waging, no rubbing, while you sleep it works won ders—whitening and clearing your skia to satin-smooth texture. Thai day-by day you sea amazing improvement— Banco Kershaw’s not too stable heart leaped In triumph. “Keep your check,’’ he ordered harshly, “and I’ll keep my water.” \ ■' . .. Lorraine Kershaw came out of the house. Straight down the little grav eled walk she came to the gate. Nate Tlchenor noticed how straight she walked; noticed, too that she had been weeping recently. She was a strikingly pretty girl; her i hair was Jet-black and shiny; her eyes large and dark and, lustrous-. her akin a pale Ivory with a faint rose radiance seep ing up through It “The Hensley apology la accepted,** ■he cried In a clear ringing voice, “And you may keep your check. That fence was charged off to depreciation Before you and 1 were born. Please give our compliments to your mother and your aunts and say that the Ker- shaws will be very pleased to see that hereafter the Bar H ranch gets all the water the Circle K can give It.* “They won’t, either* old Ranee shouted. “Pay no attention to father," the girl admonished. In a tone meant for young Tlchenor’a ears alone. “He cant help holding his ancient grudge. But the Bar H shall have the water. I give you my word of honor It ahalL This morning at eleven o'clock I be came the foreman of the Circle K, and PH keep the floodgates closed at our diversion dam and torn the water Into your Irrigation ditches when we're done with It, Instead of diverting It back Into Eden Valley creek. Run along now, Nate Tlchenor, and may God bleea yon and piotect you and bring you soft beck to your mother In Edon Valley.* Ho atarod at her, eons In It halted on the pain road Just outside the entrance to the Bai H headquarters, “They most want ate.* be decided. *Now, how do they know Pm here7“ He pondered. “Ah, yea. Smoke Is rising from my chimney. Kershawa, I wonder? Must be the Kerahawa or they’d drive In.* He took a heavy pistol from his bag, fitted It Into a shoulder holster, put on his coat to conceal the weapon, went to the garage, backed his car out and whirled away up the ranch road to the gate, where he alighted and lifted his hat to Lurry Kershaw. “Pm Loirs! ue Kershaw, Mr. Tiche- nor, and I am In trouble, My father has Just died.* “Wherein ' _ ’Here, beside me—against my sboul- and limp—I stepped up Id the running board and Into Ranceford Kershaw’s face, for with radiant, fiawleaa beauty. No disappointment!; ' no . long waiting;. tested and treated for over a genera tion. Just try at our risk—your money • back if not delighted. Get u large box of Nadinela Bleaching Cream at toilet counters, or by mail postpaid, only Me. NADINOLA, Paris, term. —j-.-eiB WANTED • TW# SHOT GUNS mmd • BOOKS ON SHOOTING Would Iflce to pnrrhsse at rsascashls fir- * ‘la abet gun. double shot nn wite stacle trigger. Give follii uoa As to make, torag. length of 1£SV and Revolvers’*'.. ■tats pries and wheteer books and binding srs to first-class condition. Ad* G.M.LAFimana J Hawtbwas Road. BrooxTlUa, NO MORE ANTSI , And then |n blinked because the tears of emotion" were la his boy’s eyes. He held out hie hand across the gate, “Good-by, Lorry Kershaw,* be said with diffi culty. *T thank you with all my heart You're mighty sweet" ■he accepted his hand, to the greet scandal of her father; she stood at the gate and watched him Jog away down the valley, sitting very straight In hla carved and silver-mounted stock- saddle. v “Come, come, old settler," she said. “It’s time to cease hurling maledic tions and start praying. And I prom ised him the water." He was silent at that Then: "Well, I suppose It won’t hurt us to let 'em have it" He must have thought then of hie own gallant stripling son. “Just as well to take things easy now. Lorry, Even If they both come back they’ll never shoot each other. If that Tlche nor pup’s n fair sample, the Hensley clan ain’t run to seed In this genera tion." Nate Tlchenor’a farewell sentence came back to her. She patted her fa ther’s cheek. “You’re mighty sweet,** •he said. • e e e e e e Nathan Tlchenor had come" back to 1 Eden Valley. Ho arrived, lu a glit tering limousine, driven by a liveried Center or home?" “Home," she replied brokenly. He stepped Into the tonneeu, lifted the dead man back over the seat and laid him -gently down on the tonneau seat. “Drive slowly and I’ll follow lu my car," he said. He alighted and stood beside her. Tm very sorry," ke said. “1 regret that he has passed away before I had an opportunity to talk with him. I was up at your ranch-house this morn- ,lng, but there was nobody home." “You—you celled—on usi Why?" "To tell you and your father I was coming back to Eden Valley—to stay —and to suggest that we become neighbors—et last I’m tired being an enemy. It's a Job 1 never relished." “la that why you didn’t demand ad ditional security when father renewed bis note to you, even though you knew the value of the cattle originally mort gaged had shrunk more than half?" He nodded. “1 wish—I wish—we’d known. He thought—when he saw the smoke coming from your chimney—be thought—" “He thought I*d turned up at last to smash hlml Poor man! I’ve been dilatory.—But to that aay peoeea why der. He’s so—heavy can't .handle him—can't manage to drive." Nate Tlchenor opened the gate, came around to the side of her car warily, for be suspected a trap, sppeT looked over which the sickly pallor of death was already spreading: He reached for the old man’s pulse. “Yes, he’a dead, Mias Kershaw," he announced.. “What do you want to _ do?—Take—him—tack—Into Valley terested himself tn such local enter- about five hundred Inhabitants. The entire valley was stagnant and drab until • large hydroelectric company erected Its steel pyramids across the valley. Thereupon an enterprising farmer had a deep well drilled on hla ranch and developed a surprising flow of water which rose almost to the sur face; with a cheap centrifugal pump driven by a ten-horse power electric motor he was enabled to Irrigate his quarter-section farm, seemingly with- | out appreciable effect on the water leveL Almost at once Forlorn Valley was the victim of a boom. Gradually the brown Lands became checkerboarded with vivid green patches, as the plant ing of alfalfa developed. Orchards were planted; the raising pi hogs and. cattle for beef and dairying Increased; an adventurer from nowhere ap peared and laid out a subdivision of the “thriving city" of Valley Center. A former Middle West bank clerk, Silas Babson. who had Inherited an Iowa farm from hla parents end sold It for seventy-five thousand dollars, came to Valley Center and started a state bank. The Bank of Valley Cen ter was successful from the start. Babson was a sou of the soil; thrif ty, shrewd, rapacious, competent From banking he reached out and In- atlon prises as creameries, a lumber yard, the largest local garage with the agency for a. popular cheap automobile and pumps; he sold Insurance of all kind* Only once had Babson lost his per spective on values and that was duly Ing the World war, and tor this It would seem be was not to ho blamed, ■luce all hla fellow countrymen lost theirs simultaneously. The rapid ad vance In the price of farm commodi ties had brought the usual boom of prosperity -to Forlorn Valley. The tank, eharing In the general and un usual prosperity, presently had a glut of money on deposit and, since ban^s exist by loaning the funds deposited with them, Babson, with so much money on hand, and faced with the problem of making that money pay dividends, let down hla guard, so to speak, and loaned money on farm mortgages. The post-war deflation period ar rived and the values of farms end farm products dropped almost over night below the pre-war marks. At be contemplated the bank's unsecured notes and frosen assets In the shape of mortgages on farms for &0 per cent of thdr present value and that value ao we shouldn’t shake hands. Miss Lor raine?” She took hla proffered hand In both of hen and now sho waa no longer bnve. “Oh, Nate Tlchenor," she sobbed. "I'm alone—all alone—alone I” ’No, you'n not," be reminded her. “But have your little crying spell all set. Jaat the —me.* He stepped upon the running board, put hla ana around her shoulder and drew her head over to him. “Weep on the breast of a 'friend." he urged. “Probably It’s a privilege you've never enjoyed before." While she sobbed against him he cautiously unbuckled the shoulder holster with the pistol la It, slipped It down under the tall pt his coat and tossed It across the road Into the grass. iHtar stash. . Hisesx ChMsiesl Wocfcs, Patehomta M, hgrjnailsrstdzvg- kM.Y, middle-aged Individual any Forlorn Valleylte would have -accepted as a banker or railroad president but who was in reality Nathan Tichenor's Eng lish valet. farmyard H headquarter*. CHAPTER IV While Fate was busy staging n long-drawn tragedy In Eden Valley, Forlorn Valley had Dpt been over looked by the land-hungry. By 1880 practically every acre had been home- ided; the district developed Into a dry farming section and later Into “mixed" fanning. Gold Run was the county seat, and the heart of Forlorn Valiev a aeftjf- ment known as Valley Center bad gradual)) developed Into n village of exceedingly doubtful jaue, Babson had a very clear vision of hard times In the Immediate offing. If ho foreclosed his mortgages ho would havo the farms on his hands— likewise their taxes and the loss of Interest For the succeeding (our years Mr. Bahson’s commercial progress was tinctured with caution. Then the pendulum commenced to awing the other way very slowly, and one day a brilliant thought leaped Into his har ried brain. He decided to transfer his financial burdens to the capable hands of the rightful receiver of all gold bricks, to wit the government From the Joint land stock banks established by the government to aid the stricken farm- era and stock raisers he would Induce his debtors to borrow on mortgage, .at Stt per cent, sufficient funds to pay off the existing mortgages at 8 pei cent held by the Back of Valley Cen ter. In order to sweeten the deal Mr. Babson even considered waiving the accumulated and unpaid Interest for a couple of years. All be wanted tack was the principal of bis foolish loana, for with that la his vsults he knew his tank wouM ta quite asfe. Promptly ho balldosed a farmer Into making application for such n loan, art t a government farm appraiser came up from Son Francisco to Inspect the proffered, collateral It required something less than thirty seconds for this Individual tfl make hla appraisal and decision. __ "The government," he said, “win not consider loaning money on California farms which are listed as dry-farming lands." "But these lands are Irrigated,” Mr. Babson reminded him. * “Yes. so I observe, but from deep wells. But as more and more wells are bored and the farming tn this valley tend* more end more toward Intensive cropping, thus requiring more sad more water far Irrigation, the ter levels will recede and the cost of pumping the water to the sorfbae win Increase proportionately with the HI? nntll a point will be reached where the water will be tinctured with red ink. Hence, such lands as these are listed as dry-farming lauds and con stitute a loan risk the government unwilling to assume. It will U only on lands that are surface/ gated and with an assured and con tinuous source of water supply." “So I’ve loaned money on dry farms because I waa Jackass enough to con- alder them Irrigated farms," Babson almost moaned. He made a surrey ef the water attn- and discovered to hla horror that ie water levels were Indeed receding. “Creeping paralysis! That's what H Is," he soliloquised. “And the Bank of Center la the richest patient will have to pay the 1 medical "attention.* But tho old ability to echeme his way out of a tight hole did not desert hla. He reduced hla situation to Its lowest common divisor. If surface Ir rigation from a never-falling gad am ple source of water supply, could be brought to the lands of Forlorn Tal ley, then Forlorn Valley lands would be Classed by the government ar irri gated lands, whose value would Imme diate!) return te the old wartime figure. And (he federal farm loan banks would then have no hesltaawy Ip loaning up to 00 per cent of the ap praised value. Therefore, the thing to do was to se cure surface Irrigation for Forlorn Valley. “Eden Valley creek.” Babson cried aloud. "A dam In that gorge In the lower end of Eden Valley, kept peren nially at a high level by the flood wa ten of Eden Valley creek and lex through a tunnel or a canal cat through the low hills on the nertto- era rim and down Into Forlorn Valley, will do the trick." Tho next problem waa that ef aw qulrlng the water, but thin Baboon did nut regard as s difficult ana. He bad but to acquire the dam site from young Nathan Tlchenor, sole owner of the Bar H Land and Cattle company. The land which would be Inundated by thd lake which would be formed when the dam should be built was next to worth-- leas; Babson decided the Bar H Land and Cattle company would be delight ed to get rid of It at a price not ex ceedlng ten dollar* an aern although as gracing land It was not worth that There were hydro electric possibilities Inherent In the enterprise that would bo worth millions alone. He must ap proach this delicate matter cautiously. Tlchenor had been an absentee land lord ever since leasing the Bar ■ ranch to Ranee Kershaw. That ar gued be would scarcely be Interested In returning to Eden Valley again and engaging In the cattle bostuees. Ranee Kershaw waa t financial wreck and could not possibly continue bis lease of the Bar H, and It wnali be several years, doubtless, before • new tenant could be found far It Yea, Nate Tlcbenor would sell the Bar H si a fair price—exorbitant, considering the present statue of the entile tto dustry—rather than hang oa tn a frosen asset and pay taxes oa It. ExDeriment With Hotter m Source el Ymefar Chemists of tbs United States Ds; pnrtment ef Agriculture are ndw «*- parlmantlng with tbs >rodactlon ef vinegar from honey. This transfer- motion of tho sweet to the soar may bo accomplished by fermentation, afi has long boon known. Tho present studies ar* dtaseted to finding Just which of tho honeys not In strong demand ISr table use •re desirable as sources of vinegar, and tho beet methods of fermenta tion to produce s vinegar of such exceptional quality that It would command n premium on the market sufficient to make K profitable te some of the aroma of the honey can be carried over into the vinegar to give It a desirable “bouquet" make the honey vinegar a table cacy the process would not be prof itable because there are cheaper sources of vl Jinks—Here' Bloks—Keep worth 50 to beat la la where 1 was Nate Tlchenor spoke MAKE THEM HAPPY One bottle of ‘DEAD SHOTl Dr. Poery’q Vermifuge win money, time, anxiety, and tho health of your children in < of Worms or Tapeworm. •r.PoeryVDEAB SHOT VermNaga 4 i 5 nk'-.v,^ .. 7-1 V \ Arrived la the i of the deserted Tlchenor allgbtc “Well,. lads, horn and finally. The house reeked of that indescrlt able odor Inseparable from closed deserted houses, but a cursory tory sstisfisd Tlchenor that the con- had not beeu molested. y In the meats and groceries 1 purchased In Gold Run, Darby," be ordered the chauffeur. “There should be firewood in tho woodshed. Start n fire In that fireplace. . Joseph (to the valet), get busy and organise our housekeeping, while 1 take a run up the valley to call on a neighbor." When Nate returned from bis visit ap the vaHey, Joseph had the house and aired, beds made, and a to . preparation. Tlchenor aa hoar tad • balf, »!* prowling'around tho venerable of hla ancestors, reviving old memories, whsn apou bis ears la- pigned the steady, tastateat tooting of as autoSMbUe siren. ’ “Somebody ap aa the vaDej read wants ting Possible on Small Lake in Africa, Ten Miles From Equator There’s • little lake to Africa, tea miles south of the equator, which a representative of the American Mu seum of Natural History always thinks of as “tho Skating Pond” because, strange as It may seem, men have ac tually skated upon Its frosen surface. to his search for African birds to add te the museum’s collections to climbed Mount Kenya on the slopes of which tbs “Skating Pond" lies: At the end of our third day’s climb, tits scientist writs* In Natural History Magazine of the American Museum of Natural Hiatory. our camp wia a mls- erable one. Dead tree trunks wore the only fuel and they wore ns fall of water as sponges. Our cook worked loos Of kerooene to get • flro started. The temperature that night dropped to 415 degrees. Tho next morning wo ettmbod about LOOO test op o stoop stop# of earth as ths Is team tlte • to 1 we reached tot second shelter hot dose to tho "Skat ing Pond’* at the margin of the Lewis gladsr. Inside lay tee axes and ropes, suggestive of the repeated attempts to •cals ths highest peak. Batlsn, which had only once been conquered The Lewis glader. Its rounding surtecs now separating us\from the base of the two peaks, Batlan and Nelloo, Is ths largest Ice field on: Kenya, and Is two miles long. Ws. wefe able to look across the dark base of the peaks, and sometimes could make out -the snow- filled couloir that had served^* a^ way upward, but nothing tnora Since nine that morning the reet had been com pletely bidden In fog. The tempera ture at ona o’clock was 41 lingraia Water boiled at 183.8 degrees Highest Observatory After testing the possibilities of mountain tops to three continents, the Smithsonian institution baa sst a solar observatory on ML St Katharine to the five I owe you. old top; tt*a uk of you as a dead wlizedWax Starmri Masies Tmsay tests mods with flocks to the so* for; •Dsatleta extra profit rtf uicincaiiy-MNN Dtp w—tgetogte tell ops, the by Bliss Heetrkal School far ef amafal investigation, are qualified for immo- •11 bronchos ef tho in work ef en> > 42ad gins Sepc fid ini. For 3t.BUSS A MONEY TREE MIGHT BEAR DOLLARS ONCE A YEAR Vnt our plaa xhras jroo dollors tv try 4esb niTA ymu ampty yockctjbyX * trota. Write U» rock Bow BtataUs. How Tart CM*. % ' . I Istoaiag la Teacher^-Now, Robert, what art you doing—learning something? Robert—No, sir I Tm listening to you. .3 buy the Bar H,-4f he had te pawn Ms wife’s piano to rid ^n raising toe money for the enterprise. With to* title te the ranch vested to him—no, n dummy, for Babson must not appear to the deal—it would to a simple mat ter to sell the dam and lake sites te ths Fori ora Valley Irrigation district for a cash consideration that would leave him the remainder of too reach without cost I He considered the Kershaw ranch and decided be would not bother to am quire that, even If he had the money to buy R cheap. It was worth not n penny leas than a million dollars, but the Savings Bank of Inn Francises held a two hundred and fifty thousand dollar fltot mortgage oa it, the mort gage waa due: Ranee Kershaw (Bab son knew) could not meet ft, Bebeou doubted If be could refund It to teas* trying times, and hence, ft would is foreclosed. Well, he aright pick ft ap tor the amount of the mortgage at the sheriff’s sale. He did net require toe Kershaw ranch tor the sake ef ftp water rights,' tut to order te toatvet the water ft was as absolute ter him to acquire the Bar BL the water bad flowed the Kershaw ranch the ae further totarasl to Its tori to tad to he laspeunded eu the Bar ■ tatese ft escaped eft tote the. feud lauds fit Biliousness Constipation -M ■ Do you lack REP? *• ' » HMk MALARl *sfc*:s* m ^ -? 4 t