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SYNOPSIS.
Elam Harnish, known all through Alas
ka as "Burning Daylight," celebrates his
80th birthday with a crowd of miners at
the Circle City Tivoli. The dance, leads
to heavy gambling, in which over 1100,000
Is staked. Harnish loses his money and
his mine but wins the mail contract. He
starts on his mall trip with dogs and
sledge, telling his friends that he will be
in the big Yukon gold strike at the start.
CHAPTER ll.—Continued.
“Os course he'll make it,” Kearns
whispered in Bettles’ ear. “And
there’s five hundred Daylight’s back
in sixty days,” he added aloud.
Billy Rawlins closed with the wager,
and Bettles hugged Kearns ecstatical
ly.
“By Yupiter, I ban take that bet,
Olaf Henderson said, dragging Day
light away from Bettles and Kearns.
"Winner pays!” Daylight shouted,
closing the wager. “And I’m sure go
ing to win, and sixty days is a long
time between drinks, so 1 pay now.
Name your brand, you hochinoos!
Name your brand!”
Somebody opened the outer door. A
vague gray light filtered in.
“Burning Daylight, Burning Day
light,” some one called warningly.
Daylight paused for nothing, head
ing for the door and pulling down his
ear-flaps. Kama stood outside by the
sled, a long, narrow affair, sixteen
Inches wide and seven and a half feet
in length, its slatted bottom raised six
inches above the steel-shod runners.
On it, lashed with thongs of moose
hide, were the light canvas bags that
contained the mail, and the food and
gear for dogs and men In front of
it, in a single line, lay curled five
frost-rimmed dogs. They were husk
ies, matched tn size and color, all un
usually large and all gray. From their
cruel jaws to their bushy tails they
’ * wdf^as like as peas in their likeness
to timber wolves. Wolves they were,
domesticated, it wa^ true, but wolves
in appearance and in all their charac
teristics. On top the sled load, thrust
under the lashings and ready for im
mediate use, were two pairs of snow
shoes. Daylight was saying good-by
to those who clustered around him.
The Virgin wanted to kiss him, and,
fuddled slightly though he was with
the whisky, he saw his way put with
out compromising with the apron
string. He kissed the Virgin, but he
kissed the other three women with
equal partiality. He pulled on his
long mittens, roused the dogs to their
feet, and took his place at the gee
pole,
“Mush, you beauties!’’ he cried.
The animals threw their weights
against their breastbands on the in
stant, crouching low to the snow and
digging in their claws. They whined
eagerly, and before the sled had gone,
half a dozen lengths both Daylight
and Kama (in the rear) were running
to keep up. And so. running, man and
dogs dipped over the bank and down
to the frozen bed of the Yukon, and in
the gray light were gone. On the
river, where was a packed trail and
where snowshoes were unnecessary,
the dogs averaged six miles an hour.
To keep up with them, the two men
were compelled to run. Daylight and
Kama relieved each other regularly
at the gee-pole, for here was the hard
work of steering the flying sled and
of keeping in advance of it. The man
relieved dropped behind the sled, oc
casionally leaping upon it and resting.
As if through a wall, Daylight had
passed from the hum and roar of the
Tivoli into another world —a world of
silence and immobility. Nothing
stirred. The Yukon slept under a coat
of ice three feet thick.
The cold snap continued. Only men
of iron kept the trail at such low
temperatures, and Kama and Day
light were picked men of their races.
But Kama knew the other was the bet
ter man, and thus, at the start, he was
himself foredoomed to defeat. Not
that he slackened his effort or willing
ness by the slightest degree, but that,
he was beaten by the burden he car
ried in his mind. His attitude toward
Daylight was worshipful. Stoical, tac
iturn, proud of his physical prowess,
he found all these qualities incarnated
in his white companion.
CHAPTER 111.
At Sixty Mile they restocked provi
sions, added a few pounds of letters
to their load, and held steadily on.
From Forty Mile they had unbroken
trail, and they could look for
ward only to unbroken trail
clear to Dyea. Daylight stood
ft magnificently, but the killing
pace was beginning to tell on Kama,
His pride kept his mouth shut, but
the result of the chilling of his lungs
in the cold snap could not be con
cealed. They traveled till ten o’clock
the night they reached Selkirk, and at
six next morning they plunged ahead
into the«next stretch of wilderness of
nearly five hundred miles that lay be
tween Selkirk and Dyea. There was
no let-up in his pace. Twelve hours
a day. six in the twilight and six in
the dark, they toiled on the trail.
Three hours were consumed in cook
ing, repairing harnesses, and making
and breaking camp, and the remaining
nine hours dogs and men slept as if
dead.
The time came when Kama was un
able to go in the lead and break trail,
and it was proof that he was far gone
when he permitted Daylight to toil
all day at the heavy snowshoe work.
Lake by lake they crossed the string
of lakes from Marsh to Linderman,
and began the ascent of Chilcoot. By
all rights Daylight should have camped
below the last pitch of the pass at the
dim end of day; but he kept on and
over and down to Sheep Camp, while
behind him raged a snow storm that
would have delayed him twenty-four
hours. This last excessive strain broke
Kama completely. In the morning he
could not travel. At five, when called,
he sat up after a struggle, groaned,
and sank back again. Daylight did
the camp work of both, harnessed the
dogs, and, when ready for the start,
rolled the helpless Indian in all three
sleeping robes and lashed him on top
of the sled. The going was good; they
were on their last lap; and he raced
the dogs down through Dyea canyon
and along the hard-packed trail that
led to Dyea post. And running still,
Kama groaning on top the load, and
Daylight leaping at the gee-pole to
avoid going under the runners of the
flying sled, they arrived at Dyea by
The Time Came When Kama Was Unable to Go in the Lead.
the sea. True to his promise. Day
light did not stop. An hour’s time saw
the sled loaded with the ingoing mall
and grub, fresh dogs harnessed and
a fresh Indian engaged. Kama never
1 spoke from the time of his arrival till
• the moment Daylight, ready to depart,
■ stood beside him to say good-by. They
~ shook hands.
“You kill um dat damn Indian,"
1 Kama said. “Savvee, Daylight? You
kill um.”
J “He’ll sure last as far as Pelly,"
Daylight grinned.
Kama shook his head doubtfully,
and rolled over on his side, turning
his back in token of farewell.
• • »
. A crowd filled the Tivoli —the old
crowd that had seen Daylight depart
j two months before; for this was the
night of the sixtieth day, and opinion
j was divided as ever as to whether or
j not he would compass the achieve
; ment At ten o'clock bets were still
being made, though the odds rose, bet
t by bet, against his success. Down In
3 her heart the Virgin believed he had
failed, yet she made a bet of twenty
{ ounces with Charley Bates, against
t forty ounces, that Daylight would ar
j rive before midnight.
f She it was who heard the first yelps
>. of the dogs.
s “Listen!” she cried. “It’s Day
s light!”
n There was a general stampede for
I. the door; but when the double storm-
doors were thrown wide open, the
crowd fell back. They heard the eager
whining of dogs, the snap of a dog
whip and the voice of Daylight crying
encouragement as the weary animals
capped all they had done by dragging
the sled in over the wooden floor.
They came in with a rush, and w’th
them rushed in the frost, a visible
vapor of smoking white, through
which their heads and backs showed,
as they strained in the harness, till
they had all the seeming of swimming
in a river. Behind them, at the gee
pole, came Daylight, hidden to the
knees by the swirling frost through
which he appeared to wade. He was
the same old Daylight, withal lean
and tired-looking, and his black eyes
were sparkling and flashing brighter
than ever. His parka of cotton drill
hooded him like a monk, and fell in
straight lines to his knees. Grimed
and scorched by camp-smoke and fire,
the garment in itself told the story of
his trip. A two-months’ beard cov
ered his face; and the beard, in turn,
was matted with the ice of his breath
ing through the long seventy-mile
run.
He experienced a thrill of surprise
as the roar of welcome went up and
as every familiar detail of the Tivoli
greeted his vision—the long bar and
the array of bottles, the gambling
games, the big stove, the weigher at
the gold-scales, the musicians, the
men and women, the Virgin, Celia,
and Nellie, Dan MacDonald, Bettles,
• Billy Rawlins, Olaf Henderson, Doc
Watson—all of them. It was just as
he had left it, and in all seeming
it might well be the very day he had
left The sixty days of incessant trav
el through the white wilderness sud-
denly telescoped, and had no exis
tence in time. They were a moment,
an incident. He had plunged out and
into them through the wall of silence,
and back through the wall of silence
be had plunged, apparently the next
Instant, and into the roar and tur
moil of the Tivoli.
He drew a deep breath and cried:
“The winner pays, and I’m the win
ner, ain’t I? Surge up, you-all Male
mutes and Siwashes, and name your
poison! There’s your Dyea mail,
straight from Salt Water, and no horn
swogglin about it! Cast the lashings
adrift, you-all, and wade into it!”
A dozen pairs of hands were at the
sled-lashings, when the young Le
Barge Indian, bending at the same
task, suddenly and limply straight
ened up. In his eyes was a great sur
prise. He stared about him wildly,
for the thing he was undergoing was
new to him. He was profoundly
struck by an unguessed limitation. He
shook as with a palsy, and he gave at
the knees, slowly sinking down to fall
suddenly across, the sled and to know
the smashing blow of darkness across
his consciousness.
“Exhaustion,” said Daylight "Take
him off and put him to bed, some of
you-all. He’s sure a good Indian."
1 A few minutes later, Daylight was
whirling around the dance-floor, waltz
■ Ing with the Virgin. And small won
der it was that t)ie Virgin yielded her
' self to his arms, as they danced dance
■ after dance, and sick at heart at the
knowledge that he found nothing in
her more than a good friend and an
excellent dancer. Small consolation
it was to know that he never loved
any woman. She was sick with love of
him, and he danced with her as h$
would dance with any woman, as he
would dance with a man who was a
good dancer and upon whose arm was
tied a handkerchief to conventionalize
him into a woman.
At one in the morning he saw Elijah
Davis herding Henry Finn and Joe
Hines, the lumber-jack, toward the
door. Daylight interfered.
“Where are yoti-all going?” he de
manded, attempting to draw them to
the bar.
“Bed,” Elijah Davis answered.
"Got to,” Joe Hines added apolo
getically. “We’re mushing out in the
mornin’.”
Daylight still detained them.
"Where to? What’s the excite
ment?”
“No excitement,” Elijah explained.
“We’re just a-goin’ to play your
hunch, an’ tackle the Upper Country.
Don’t you want to come along?”
“I sure do,” Daylight affirmed.
But the question had been put in
fun, and Elijah ignored the accept
ance.
“We’re tacklin’ the Stewart,” he
went on. "AI Mayo told me he seen
some likely lookin’ bars first time he
come down the Stewart, and we’re
goin’ to sample ’em while the river’s
froze. You listen, Daylight, an’ mark
my words, the time’s cornin’ when
winter diggin's 'll be all the go.
There’ll be men in them days that'll
laugh at our summer scratchin' an’
ground-wallerin’.”
Elijah laughed, gathered his two
partners up, and was making a second
attempt to reach the door.
“Hold on,” Daylight called. “I sure
mean it.”
The three men turned back sudden
ly upon him, in their faces surprise,
delight, and incredulity.
“G’wan, you’re foolin’,” said Finn,
the other lumber-jack, a quiet, steady.
Wisconsin man.
“There's my dawgs and sled.” Day
light answered. “That’ll make two
teams and halve the loads; though
we-all ’ll have to travel easy for a ■
spell, for them dawgs is sure tired.”
The three men were overjoyed, but
still a trifle incredulous
“Now look here,” Joe Hines blurted
out. "none of your foolin’, Daylight.
We mean business. Will ^you come?”
Daylight extended his hand and
shook.
CHAPTER IV.
This time the trail was easier. It
was better packed, and they were not
carrying mail against time. At Forty
Mile they laid over two days for the
sake of the dogs, and at Sixty Mile
Daylight’s team was left with the
trader. Unlike Daylight, after the
terrible run from Selkirk to Circle
City, they had been unable to recup
erate on the back trail. So the four
men pulled on from Sixty Mile with
a fresh team of dogs on Daylight’s
sled. The following night they
camped in the cluster of islands at
the mouth of the Stewart. Daylight
talked town sites, and, though the
others laughed at him, he staked the
whole maze of high, wooded island.
“Just supposing the big strike does
come on the Stewart,” he argued.
“Mebbe you-all ’ll be in on it, and then
again mebbe you-all won't. But I sure
will. You-all 'd better reconsider and
go in with me on it.”
But they were stubborn.
“You’re as bad as Harper and Joe
Ladue,” said Joe Hines. “They’re al
ways at that game. You know that
big flat jest below the Klondike and
under Moosehide Mountain? Well,
the recorder at Forty Mile was tellin'
me they staked that not a month ago
—The Harper & Ladue Town Site.
Ha! Ha! Ha!”
Elijah and Finn joined in his laugh
ter; but Daylight was gravely in earn
est.
“There she is!” he cried. “The
hunch is working! It’s in the air, I
tell you-all! What’d they-all stake
the big flat for if they-all didn’t get
the hunch? Wish I’d staked It."
The regret in his voice was provoca
tive of a second burst of laughter.
"Laugh, dang you, laugh! Why
your eyes ain’t open yet. You-all are
a bunch of little mewing kittens. 1
tell you-all if that strikes come on
Klondike, Harper and Ladue will be
millionaires. And if it comes on Stew
art. you-all watch the Elam Harnish
town site boom. In them days, when
you-all come around makin’ poor
mouths . . .” He heaved a sigh of
resignation. “Well, I suppose I’ll
have to give you-all a grub-stake or
soup, or something or other.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Wondeiful Baby.
“You say your baby doesn't walk
yet?” said Jones. “Mine does, and
it's not so old as yours Your baby
cut his teeth yet?”
“Not yet," said Bones.
“Oh mine has—all of them," said
Jones. "Your baby talk?”
"Not yet,” replied Bones; “can
yours?”
"Great Scott, yes," answered Jones
Then Bones got desperate. “Does
be use a safety razor or one of the
others?" he asked.—ldea*.
NO TW REMEDY
SECRETARY OF COMMERCE AND
LABOR NAGEL MAKES HIS
ANNUAL REPORT.
IS NEED OF REGULATION
Mere Breaking Up of Large Combina
tions Does Not Suffice, Accord
ing to Secretary.
Washington.—“ The mere breaking
up of large combinations into a num
ber of separate . parts by no means
meets the whole trust question,” says
Secretary Nagel of the department of
commerce and labor, in his annual
report transmitted to President Taft.
Secretary Nagel declares that the
Sherman law has been proved to be
an effective statute beyond all doubt,
and that a degree of combination of
capital is quite necessary; but he
adds that the Supreme court decis
ions in the Standard Oil and Tobacco
cases have demonstrated that the
next step in the control of great in
dustrial corporations will be the cre
ation of a permanent Federal agency.
How much control shall be exercis
ed, whether by commission, Federal
incorporation or other means, which
have been advocated recently by
Judge Elbert H. Gary, George W. Per
kins and other financiers before the
senate committee which has been
conducting hearings to determine
what changes would be desirable in
the anti-trust laws, Secretary Nagel
does not definitely say.
“A certain degree of combination of
capital is admittedly essential to the
enterprises,’’ says Secretary Nagel,
carrying on of our great business
enterprises,” says Secretary Nagel.
“To control properly such necessary
combinations we must have some ad-,
ministrative Federal office or com
mission which shall make this work
its business.
Secretary Nagel refers in passing
to recent criticism of the immigra
tion service. He says the bureau has
endeavored to obey the general man
date of the law and relieve the in
dividual of hardship wherever the
statute allows it.
One of the greatest operations of
the year, in Secretary Nagel’s depart
ment, was the completion of the thir
teenth census.
A very important investigation on
the cost of living is now being car
ried on by the bureau of labor. “The
.report promises to provide a basis
for intelligent . discussion of this
much-mooted question,’’ says the sec
retary.
ROOSEVELT WILL NOT TALK
Ex-President Refuses to Affirm or
Deny Any R'Smors.
New York. —With a general refus
al to “confirm or deny any rumor,”
Col. Theodore Roosevelt declined to
discuss a report that a movement
was ■ afoot in New Jersey to place
his name on the presidential pri
mary ballots. The former president
wask asked if he had been approach
ed by any one of consequence or au
thority in New Jersey politics with
a view to having his name placed
on the ballots.
“That necessarily involves a defini
tion of the phrase ‘any one of conse
quence or authority,’” he replied. “I
must decilen to confirm or deny any
report or rumors of this sort.
“Have you taken any steps, colo
nel, to have your name removed from
the primary ballots in Nebraska? ’ he
was asked.
“I have taken no steps one way
or the other.” *
“A dispatch from Washington says
that you have made known to Presi
dent Taft, through a friend, your un
willingness to say that you will, un
der no circumstances, accept the nom
ination next June. Is this true?
“I have not seen the story,” Colo
nel- Roosevelt answered. ‘‘l suppose
I have been neglecting my education
again. But I will say this:
“That when I have any announce
ment to make I will make it publicly.
I will not discuss the rumors. I have
nothing to say on anything. The
peace banquet, with its strong arm
squad preserving peace, presented an
opportunity the other day—but lam
not discussing rumors and reports.
Taft Pardons Two Negroes
Washington. —President Taft com
muted to expire at once the life sen
tence of Arthur Adams and Robert
Sawyer, two negro British subjects,
convicted at Wilmington, N. C„ in
1906, of murder on the high seas.
In a confession before his execution
Henry Scott, another negro, convict
ed of and hanged for the same crime,
completely exonerated Adams and
Sawyer. Originally Adams and Saw
yer were sentenced to death, but
this was commuted by President
Roosevelt to life imprisonment.
Osborn Hammers LaFollette.
Lansing, Mich. —Gov. Chase Osborn
took charge of a meeting of Progres
sive Republicans that had gathered
to hear Senator Robert H. LaFol
lette, who failed to appear and de
livered an address. Some of the aud
itors objected to the governor’s re
marks in referring to Senator LaFol
lette. The governor asked both Taft
and LaFollette to withdraw 'from the
, race and join In nominating former
Senator A. J. Beveridge of Indiana,
or former President Roosevelt.
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RAILROAD COMPANY
LOCAL~TIMB TABLE. K
Effective July 2, 1911.
No.lß N 0.20 Stations. N 0.19 No. 17 ■
A.M. P.M. Lv. Ar. A.M. P.M.
- 7:16 3725 Macon 11715 4:30 i
7:22 3:37 Swiftcreek 11:03 4:20 4
7:30 3:45 Drybranch 10:55 4:12 J
7:34 3:49 Atlantic 10:51 4:09 4
' 7:38 3:53 Pike’s Peak 10:48 4:06 ■
7:45 4:00 Fitzpatrick 10:42 4:00 ■
7:50 4:04 Ripley 10:37 3:53 ■
8:00 4:14 Jeff’sonville 10:27 3:42 I
8:10 4:23 Gallemore 10:15 3:30 I
8:20 4:33 Danvilel 10:07 3:22 -
8:25 4:38 Allentown 10:02 3:17
8:34 4:47 Montrose 9:53 3:08-
8:44 4:57 Dudley 9:42 2:58
8:50 5:03 Shewmake 9:36 2:52
8:55 5:09 Moore' 9:29 2:45
9:10 5:25 ar lv 9:15 2:30
Dublin
9:15 5:30 lv ar 9:10 . 2:25
9:17 5:32 SouMD&SJct 9:08 2:23
9:21 5:36 NorMD&SJct 9:04 2:19
9:31 5:45 Catlin 8:54 2:09
9:40 5.54 Mmtor 8:47 2:01
9:50 6:05 Rockledge 8:36 1:50
9:55 6:10 Orland 8:31 1:45
10:08 6:23 Soporton 8:19 1:33
10:19 6:34 Tarrytown 8:07 1:21
10:26 6:41 Kibbee 8:00 1:15 I
10:40 6:55 Vidalia 7:45 1:00 j
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At Vidalia with the Seaboard Air
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points, and with the Millen and South
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