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EEGIN HERE TODAY.
The shadow of a brooding sorrow
has eloidcd the youthful spirits of
r..:,ay H u (.on, owner of timber
. <L . northern Colorado. He mo
tors from Boston Co investigate a se
rie.< of unexplained accidents which
have held up the lumoer production.
Attempting to cross Hazard Pass,
Houston's automobile plunges over a
cliff. The unconscious dnvc-r is car
ried tv a sin .11 cabin where he recov
ers ■ consciousness six hours later in l
the tor* 1 *we of a beautiful girl. The
patient hears the voice of Fred Thay
er, the suspected mill superintendent.
Feigning unconsciousness. Houston
hear Thayer approach his hedside
alia mutter "I wonder if he’s wise." i
Tr. Order to disarm Thayer, Houston
feigns complete loss of memory.
CO ON WITH THE STORY.
"Ah'” Then came the sound of
heavy .'tops, and Barry glanced to
wards the door, to see framed there
the" gigantic form of a grinning,
bearded man, his long arms hanging
with the looseness of tremendous
strength .hi* gray eyes gleaming
with twinkling interest, his whole
iiein; and build that of a great, good
huiWored, eccentric giant. Then the
voice came, rumbling, yet pleasant:
"He no remember, eh?”
'No. 'I know him all right. It’
Barry Houston- I’ve been expecting,
him to drop in most any day.
“Eet is*rthe- ” Batiste wtw .'.liv
ing one hami vague!., then placing
a finger, to hi., icrJiead "Eet
the— ’’
■ "Amnesia, The answer had come
from the girl now standing in the
doorway.
"Ah. oui: Eet is the amnesia."
1 him nothing for me to do,
except to drop in evi ry few days.
A< u’ll tiiivo good care of him?" asked
Thayer. ‘
“Ah, Oui.”
“Good. Want to walk a piece down
the road with me, Medaine?”
Then they faded though the door
way, and Barry could hear no more.
But he found himself wondering
about the girl and her interest in
Fred 1 hiiyer, and whether she, too.
might be a part of th? machinery’
which h ■ felt had been set up against
him; about the big, grinning Ba’tiste,
who now ;was fumbling about with
the bedclothes at the foot of the bed
and—
" Ouch? Don’t—don’t do that!”
Barry suddenly had ceased his
thoughts to jerk his feet far up
under the covers, laughing and chok
ing and striving to talk at the same
time. At the foot of the bed, Ba’tiste,
his eyes twinkling more than e/er,
had calmly rolled back the covering
and tickled the injured man’s feet,
“Ho, ho!” and Ba’tiste turned to
talk to the shaggy dog at his side.
“L’enfant feels it! L’enfant feels it!”
"Feel it,” grunted Houston, “Os
course I feel it! I’m ticklish.’
So? Ba tiste grinned and wagged
a finger. "You no tell the truth. I
know. I tickle your feel.”
“You’re crazy!”
"So, mebbe. Ba’teese have his
trouble.” •
Ihe face suddenly aged. The
twinkling light left the eyes. Then,
"But Bales'* he know -see? Whin
eet is the what-y ou-say, amnesia -
the nerve eet no work in the foot. 1
could tickle, tickle, tickle, and you
would not know. So you are
shamming. But you are Ba’teese
gues’.. You sleep in Ba’teese bed.
Ba teese—" he looked with quiet,
fatheiTy eyes toward the young man
on the bed—"shall ask no question—*
rod l.dl rm’tales!”
CHAPTER 111
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advantage. His decision had been a
nasty one, a scheme to take -Thayer
off his guard.
"When’s the doctor earning again?”
asked Barry.
i The big man snapped Iris fingers,
i “I'euff Like that. Ba’teese call
hei-m, and he is here. Ba’teese—he
' I- heent.
t "Ba’teese, he is only a trapper
now. Ba’teese, he had swear he
never again stand beside a sick bed.
But you- ’ and he turned swiftly,
■ a broken smile playing about his
j lips—“you, mon ami, you—you look
' like my Pierre!”
With a sudden impulse, he swerved
about the bed and sat down beside
the rick man. "Ba’teese ” he
i-milcd plaintively "like to talk
about Pierre-—and Julienpe, my wife,
, Even though eet hurt."
Barty could think only in terms
, of tiitene.-s.
I "Have they been gone long?”
; The big man counted on his fin
gers.
t “One-two t’ree year. Before
:thal--hon!” He kis- his fingers
hirily. "('ld Ba’tc'-s-’, he come down
from Montreal, with hi* arm, so. And,
| o'h.'ipj \ ! Then, Jacoues Robinette
come too, wild his petite Medaine —”
''Thr.F- i>’, ' ■ rl who was here?”
I "Ah, cui. I “mi I’Msieu Doeteur.
i io ■■ the sick £-. -twenty--
thirty r.iEe. Jacques buy land.
I v’wii. i fl.'- l aic ;nd spruce, it
.' Jacques Bv m’by, he go on and
iiave Medaine aline. And Ba’teese
iwiieve ami.' <l..y she love Pierre* and
Pierre love li.er and ”
Another silence. At last:
' And then war came. My Pierre,
he eighteen, but he go. Ba’teese want
him to go. Julienne, she say nothing
-sh ■ cry at night. Ba’teese was
big. And Julienne say to him, “You,,
■ too— you g>. You may save a life.
| And Ba’teese went.”
' "To Franc. 1 ?”
! Ba’tiste bowed his head.
"Long time Ba’teese look for hit-
Piene. Then- one night -in the
i cathedral nt St. Menehould, 1 find
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Doing the housework for a family of
;.'_ven is some task. If you. as a house
: wife, are troubled with backache, ir
.‘■gularities, ate easily tired out and
■ irritable, or have other disagreeable ?il
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heeni. But Pierre not know his pere.
He not answer Ba’teese when he call
‘Pierre! Pierre!’ Here, and here, and
here—” the big man pointed to his
breast and face and arms— “was the
shrapnel. He sigh in my arms—
then he is gone. And by’m’by Ba’-
tee-e come home— ami find that.”
He pointed out into the shadows
beneath the pines.
"She had died?’’
"Died!” The man's face had gone
suddenly purple. His eyes were
glaring, his 1 " hands upraised and
clutched. “No! Murder! Murder,
mon ami Murder! Lost Wing—he
Medaine's Indian—he find her—so!
In a heap on the floor and a bullet
through her brain. And the money
we save, the ten thousan’ dollar—eet
is gone! Murder!’’
A shudder went over the young
man on the bed. His face blanched.
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‘‘But You Don't Know the Story Be
hind It AH, Ba’tiste:”
His iips lost their color. I'm' a mo
ment, he stared with glazed, unsee
ing eyes, at last to turn dully at the
sharp questioning voice of the trap
per:
“Murder—you know murder?”
There was a long moment of si
lence. Houston shook himself, as if
to throw some hateful, vicious thing
from him, and turned, with a parry
ng question:
"Did you ever find out who did it?”
“No. But Ba’teese always look for
■hings—that were in the deed-box.
Phen he switched again. "Why you
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' look so funny? Huh? Why you
get. pale—? Why you act like that
when I talk about rrurder’’
The gaze of Ba’tiste Rtraud wa.
strained as he asked the qv.astion, his
manner tense, excited.
"?>iaybe you know the reason al
ready—through Thayer, but if you
don’t—Ba’tiste, how much of it do
you mean when you say you are a
man's friend?”
"Ba’tesse may joke,’ came quietly,
“but Ba’teese no lie. You look like
my Pierre—you help where it , has
‘been lonesome. You are my frien.”
"Then I know you are not going
to ask me for something that hurts
in telling. And at least, 1 can give
you my word of honor that it isn't
because of my conscience!’’
“Eet is enough!” came abruptly.
"1 like you—l not ask. You look
like my Pieiye— who could do no
wrong. You have trouble? Ba’teese
help.”
"I've ha<l plenty of that, in the
last two years,” came quietly. “I
j think I’ve got plenty ahead. What
do you know about Thayer?”
"He no good. He have nartow
eyes. Beside, he make love to
! .Medaine!-’’
I Barry laughed.
"Evidently that’s a sore spot with
you, Ba’tiste.’’
( “If my I’ierre had li' v, she would
Jiuve marry him. And to have
M’sieu Thayer take i* place? Meb-
; be- -’’ he said it hopefully, “mebbe
’ you like Medaine, huh?”
"T do. She’s pretty, Ba’tiste.“
"Mebbe you make love?’’
i "I eap’t'male love to anybody,
!’a’ti:te. I haven't the privileges of
, most young fellows. I'm a Hittie
i hampered by cireii n. i.tnee. I've
, -besides, if 1 ever du marry, it wen’t
,be ,ar love. There's a girl back
j east who says she.- c;.r-.- for me, and
; ..ho -imply has taken n foi .granted
Itha’. I think the same way about her.
i She tooil by me—in sonu- trouble.”
I’a ti-te scowled,
"You dam’ fool," he said. "Buy
| 'em, present. Thank 'cnq liierci
beaucoup. But doif marry ’em un
leks you love ’em.’
“But you don’t kpow the .ptm-y be
hind it all, Ba’tiste. 1 got in some
trouble. It broke my father’s heart
—and his confidence in me. He—he,
died shortly afteyward.’’
i "And you—was it your fault?"
j "Ba’tiste, believe this; it wa-n’t.
IHe left a will—with stipulations. I
was to have th* 1 land he owned out
here at Empire Lake; and the flume
site leading down the right side of
Hawk creek to the mill. Someone
else owns the other'side of the lake.’’
“Oui. Medaine Robinette.”
"Father wouldn’t leave me the mill.
He seemed to have a notion that I'd
sell it all off. The mill is rented to
me. The land is mine and 1 can do
everything but actually dispose of it.
But on top of that comes another
twist; if I haven't developed the busi
ness within five years into double
what it was at the peak of its best
development, back goes everything
into a trust fund, out of which I am
to have a hundred dollars a month.
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We eat too much meat, which clogi
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Most folks forget that the kidneys,
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ANSLEY’S
nothing more.
“I'm but here .Ba’tist', to iind out
why, in spite of the fart that I’ve
worked day and night now for a year
and a half, I can’t get it! Something
or someone is blocking me, and I'm
going to find out what and who it is!
I think I know one man—Thayer.
I don't care what happens to me per
sonally. I’m going to make good my
father’s memory.”
"Bon—good!” Old Ba’tiste leaned
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Al R- TIGHT .
Guaranteed by
TUESDAY. APRIL 2 ». 1922.
i.v r tin fooEsj£_thf bed. "My il’err**
—he v.uuM like that Buij! ow
1 —what i it you look for?”
“I don’t know. I’ve got on? lead—
as soon as I'm able to get into town.
How big a telegraph office i- there at
Tabernacle?”
“How big?" Ba’tiste laughed. “Eet
is about the size of the —peanut.’’
. (Continued in Our Next Issue. I