- Jl Tale of the
By DAVID ANDERSON
(Copyright by the Bobbs-MerrlU Company)
to what he had dreaded. Her eyes
sprang *to his face, and there was
something In them he had not seen
there before. He knew In that ln
*stant that she had not misunderstood
him. With a freedom from, which the
high moment took even the tiniest
semblance of boldness, she stepped to
ward him and laid her hand on his
“You’re wonderful I I don’t suppose
anybody else in the world would do
such a thing for folks like —us —for
strangers. Forgive me that I didn’t
thank you. It was all"so marvelous!
But I <fo, I do, over and over!"
The puzzled misgivings on the wind
seasoned face of the man*melted up
into a slow smile.
“It’s nothing—” he said.
That was the best he could do,' the
utmost syllable he could muster.
“Nothing! When Daddy Is to be
y, Jvell, and the good days are coming
back ! How can I ever thank you!”
“It’s nothing," he repeated. “I’d Just
as soon you”—he hesitated; finally
added the word, “folks —had the mon
ey for a while as to let It stand there
in the bank idle.”
“Yes, but how many would look at it
that way? I’m sure the bank wouldn’t;
nor the doctor; nor anybody—but
you. Except Daddy,” she added. “He
would —when he was well. He was
“Anyhow,” he said, as If continuing
some previous remark —some remark
he had doubtless been turning over In
his mind, since he had let fall no word
of it —“the first thing is to sell the
He stepped toward the open door.
She followed him. With the air of a
man seeking some excuse to linger, he
turned at the threshold.
“Sure you’re not afraid?”
“Afraid! With Daddy?” A thought
clouded her eyes. Her facd fell. “I’m
only too safe,” she continued In a low
voice. “Nobody in the Flatwoods
would venture near this place. They
think it’s —it’s —”
She did not finish. The man guessed,
and stood silent.
L , But the future held too big a hope
for her to stay long under a chance
cloud. She raised her face after a
4 moment and held out her hand. He
grasped It In both his own.
' r “Don’t feel bad,” she said, “because
you have no name but —Fearlhunter. I
haven’t any either but —but —”
“Wild Rose,” he finished.
% He watched the dimples come back;
, and the soft twilight In her eyes; and
a shaft of bronze sunset doing straight
magic with her hair. He felt her hand
1 slipping out from between his—the
cushions of her palm; her soft fingers
—and turned away.
Down near the flat rock at the pool
he looked back and found the cabin
through the trees. She was still stand
ing in the door. He waved his hand.
Her white arm shot up In the twilight,
outlined for a brief Instant against the
An Arm Across the Moon.
The cabin of Fallen Rock was very
gloomy as the Pearlhunter came down
the bluff, walked around to the front
door and pushed it open. The fire had
long since tiled in the stove. In the
twilight the interior of the cabin was
like night. He hastened to light the
The Sight of His Mother’s Chair . . .
Oppressed Him Heavily.
candle. The sight of nls mother’s
chair, when the light brought it out of
the gloom, oppressed him heavily.
He stepped out of the cabin, think
ing to sit upon the door step a while.
_ The moon was not due till midnight.
ready spiked* v c
and deep that it
* Ved to K-. *no bottom' A good
i pjjpemed to be all that was needed
. # .e clear through.
* .ie bottom grew again in the sky;
~.e stars came back out of the deep
azure. The man’s eyes opened. It was
the sound of oars that opened them.
For the first moment he did not know
that he had been asleep. A glance at
the east, all a-flare with the close
coming of the moon, convinced him
that he had slept—for hours.
' Midnight.' What were oars doing on
the Wabash at midnight? The creak
ing of them, accompanied by the dull
clupp-clupp of the oar locks, drew
nearer. Presently there came the gruff
tones of men, surly, and short-spoken.
When even with the house-boat the
rowing ceased, and he knew the boat
was being allowed to drift.
“Hello-o, up there!"
It was the hoarse, gruff voice of the
Boss. A day and half a night! The
finding of the Blue Moon had been cel
ebrated most furiously.
“Hello-o!” he answered.
He heard the Boss swear and say to
th.” others: “There! What’d I tell
y’ul I knowed he wouldn’t be asleep.”
The hoarse voice, thickened a good
deal by the celebration, boomed across
the water again and bounded against
the face of the cliff.
“Louie Solomon struck towm t’nlght
He’ll be down in th’ mornin’.”
“Stick out fer th’ five thousan’.”
The Pearlhunter did not answer.
“Be up t’morrow, sometime,” the
voice boomed out again.
The Boss tossed back no further
So Louie Solomon, the smoothest,
trickiest, shiftiest of them all, would
be “down in the mornin’.” The eyes
of the Pearlhunter narrowed. His Jaws
snapped together. He turned and re
entered the cabin. The candle had
burned low. The draft that set in
from the open door had guttered it
deep. He blew it out. flung off his
clothes and rolled into bed.
“Five thousand!” he muttered, drop
ping into the sleep that comes easy to
the woodsman. “Not even Louie Sol
omon can beat me if I stick right here.
That’s what I’ll and here.
I’m not askin’ more, and he shan’t
have It for —less —”
So long as the pulse of the woods
beat normal the sleep of the Pearl
hunter was sound. The hoot of the
owl; the whine of the wildcat; the
howl of the wolves; never disturbed
him. In cabin or house-boat, or out
under the trees, he could sleep through
it all. But let a false note creep into
the wild medley and it instantly
reached him. It was his training, and
could be counted on.
Some time away in the dead night
the false note came —guarded footfalls
outside the cabin, and close to the
wall. Without start or stir the Pearl
hunter’s eyes came open, every sense
at keenest pitch. It must have been
near morning, for the moon stood al
most straight in the open door. He slid
his hand down his side, felt for the
revolver under the edge of his thigh,
laid It across his chest, and covered
both hand and revolver with a corner
of the sheet
A form blotted the moonlight upon
the floor with a living splotch of shad
ow. An arm came in at the door; a
hand fumbled behind the casement
No Face Appeared.
That was all. No face appeared. A
moment or two, and the arm disap
peared; the splotch of shadow slid off
the square of moonlight; the soft foot
falls slipped away around the east end
of the cabin and muffled into silence.
Very softly the Pearlhunter rose to
his feet. The light outside was far
too bright to risk venturing forth. It
would have betrayed him instantly.
He glanced around tftt? cabin. The
moon had passed by the east window,
so that it was in the shadow. He
stole across the floor and peeped out
through a broken pane.
A man was picking his way up the
bluff. He seemed In no great hurry,
nor in the least disturbed. At the top
of the bluff he stopped and looked
bncb. In his brief instant of pause be
fore striding away into the woods the
moon picked him out clear as day. It
was the Man-in-the-Fancy-Vest.
There was no more sleep for the
Pearlhunter. He left the window,
wpnt to the cabin door and felt behind
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the casement where the hand had
groped. Ills fingers came In contact
with a tiny bundle wedged between
the logs and the door frame. He drew
It forth and unrolled It In the moon
light, deeming It Imprudent to light
the candle. Even before the moon
beams fell upon the thing he knew by
a certain disquieting premonition what
it would prove to be —a red mask.
He felt along the wall to the chink
above the table and poked his fingers
between It and the logs, where he had
concealed the packet the evening they
moved Into the cabin. It was still
there. He drew 1 It forth and compared
It with the other. They were almost
Identical, and of a pattern with the
one he had seen that ufternoon at the
He sat down by the table and
dropped his chin In his palm. What
did it mean? What must it mean—
this last one? He knew the meaning
(Continued next week.)
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Genuine Oliver Plows and repairs.
Sold cheaper by Smith Hardware Cos.
$6.00 Bridles; buy one and we give
you one at J. E. Callahan’s.
It will pay you to see Smith Hard
ware Company for your spring Hard
ware. They are selling it cheaper.
No. 13 Imitation Oliver Plow Points,
25 cents each at Woodruff Hdw. Cos.
All Electrical Goods reduced 1 by
Smith Hardware Cos. during their spe
Get a backhand; only 25 cents, at
J. E. Callahan's.
For your party buy sandwiches from
the Brides Club. Call Mrs. Bolt l’ir
kle and she will have your order tilled.
$6.00 Bridles; buy one and we give
you one at J. E. Callahan’s.
Genuine Syracuse and Vulcan points
guaranteed to last one third longer at
WOODRUFF HARDWARE CO.
Buy Plow Points; 4 for SI.OO at J.
By special arrangement we will al
low full value for liberty bonds paid
on notes and accounts, or for merchan
dise bought between now and March 1.
Smith Hardware Cos.
Heel Bolts just 15 cents at Callahans
Smith Hardware Cos., sell Bulk gar
den seed. Fresh stock cheaper.
25c gets a No. 13 Imitution Oliver
plow point at WOODRUFFS.
Best line of garden tools and fencing.
Sold by Smith Hardware Cos.
$1.85 buys a genuine Aluminum Tea
Kettle at WOODRUFFS.
Mr. J. E. Callahan left Tuesday morn
ing to go to the bedside of his noice,
Mrs. Lola Newsome, who is critically
That good Carey Roofing and shin
gles is being sold for lass by Smith
Hardware Cos. during their special sale.
WANTED. —Salesmen for 6,000 mile
guaranteed tires. Salary SIOO.OO per
week with extra commissions. COW
AN TIRE A RUBBER CO. I*. O. Box
784 Kept. S„ Chicago, 111. 2t-48
Nails $5 per keg base at Smith Hard
Get an aluminum percolator at Wood
ruffs for SI.OO. Only a few left at
LOST. —One black bar shoat. Miss
ing since Friday, February 10th. No
tify J. M. Page, Kt. 2, Winder It pd
6-Quart Aluminum Kettles, guaran
teed, only $1.85 at Woodruffs.
FOUND. —Ladies purse containing
money. Owner can get same by call
at my studio and describing it, and pay
ing 25c for this ad. —A. E. Knight. It
Come to Woodruffff Hardware Cos.
for all kinds of Aluminumware at spe
cially attractive prices.
Double Boilers, Preserving Kettles,
Stewers in Aluminumware at rock bot
tom prices. See our goods and prices
before buying aluminumware. —Wood-
ruff Hardware Company.
—— V ■
FOUND —One ladies’ brown kid glove
at First Baptist church last Sunday.
Owner can get same by applying at
News office and paying for this ad.
Place of Rest.
An Inn In a remote district of Cam
bridgeshire, England, bears this In
scription : "Five Miles From Any-
Reading When Drowsy.
To read or stlidy when tired Oi
drowsy is to strain the eyes to a dan
gerous degree, writes W. M. Oarhart
in Public Health. Avoid evening study
whenever possible. If you are using
your eyes by artificial light oe sure the
tight does not shine directly Into the
eyes, and try to have It come from be
hind and to the left side so as to avoid
the harmful glare.
The Revenge of Lycurgua.
“Which of us dues not admire what
Lycurgus the Spartan did? A young
citizen had put out hts eye and been
handed over to him by his people to
be punished at his own discretion. Ly
curgus abstained from all vengeance,
hut on the contrary Instructed and made
a good man of him. Producing him
In public in the theater, he said to
the astonished Spartans: “1 re
ceived this young man at your hands
full of violence and wanton insolence;
I restore him to you In his right mind
and fit to serve his country."—From
“The Golden Sayings of Epictetus."
Tomatoes, 1 lb. & 3 oz. cans 3 for 25c
Libby 11 lb can extra grated Pine
apple, for z 34c
Baker’s Cocoanut, per can .... 15c
50c bottle of Pickles, for ...... 30c
35c bottle of Pickles, for 25c
20c bottle of Pickles, for 13c
3 J oz. bottle Peanut Butter, 2 cans 25
6 A oz Van Camp’s Peanut Butter,
Tomato Catsup, per bottle .... 12c
Horseford’s Baking Powder 18c
I lb. can Calumet Baking Powder
Spagghetti, per package . ~. 8c
Maccaroni, per package .. . 8c
Libby’s Tripe, 1 i lb cans 34c
Rex Roast Beef, per can 25c
Best Alaska Pink Salmon 15c
Grapefruit, each -. 8c
Oranges, nice, large, dozen . . . 45c
Oranges, not so large, dozen 20 & 25
Wesson’s Cooking Oil, 1 pint can 29c
Fine Sweet potatoes, per peck 45c
Nice Onions, per lb 5c
Onion Sets, per qt. 10c, gallon 32c
Lima Beans, per lb 10c
Nice Canifornia Peaches, lb. 18c
Dried Apples, per lb 15c
Maxwell House Coffee, 1 lb can 40c
Maxwell House coffee 3 lb can $1.20
Pilot Knob coffee, 4 lb bucket $1.15
Still Selling any 30c plug of Tobacco
for 25 cents.
Pure Cuba Molasses, per gal .SI.OO
5 gals Kerosene oil $1.15
II lbs Sugar SI.OO
Best full Pat. flour, per Bbl. $11.75
Other good patent flour .. . $ll.OO
Snow Drift Lard, 8 lbs $1.65
Snow White, 8 lbs. Bucket . . . $1.60
Best Pure Lard, per lb 22c
Seed Irish potatoes, peck .... 60c
We will have fresh celery, fresh to
matoes and Lettuce Friday and Sat
Bring me your chickens, butter &
eggs. Highest market price paid.
We are still in the market for peas
We will appreciate ahy business
you may give us. Come to see us.
Baird’s Cash Store
Opera House Bldg. Broad street.
Back to The
John Deere Slat moldboard Plow
turns where others fail with less
draft. Asjk the man who has tried
one at the old price.
Also the famous Vulcan, known
for its good service and cheap up
keep. Two points last longer than
of other makes.
WOODRUFF HARDWARE CO.
Winder, Ga. <