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5 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 SIOO,OOO
Is staked. Harnish loses his money and
his mine but wins the mall contract. He
starts on his mall trip with dogs and
pledge, telling his friends that he will be
in the big Yukon gold strike at the start.
Burning Daylight makes a sensationally
rapid run across country with the mail,
appears at the Tivoli and is n(r • ready
to loin his friends in a dash tot .ie new
f old fields. Deciding that gold ' will be
ound in the up-river district Harnish
tiuys two tons of flour, which he declares
will be worth its weight In gold, but
When he arrives with nis flour he finds
the big flat desolate. A comrade discov
ers gold and Daylight reaps a rich har
vest. He goes to Dawson, becomes the
most prominent figure in the Klondike
and defeats a combination of capitalists
in a vast mining deal. He returns to
-civilisation, and. amid the bewildering
■complications of high finance, Daylight
finds that he has been led to invest his
eleven millions in a manipulated scheme.
He goes to New York, and confronting
his disloyal partners with a revolver, he
threatens to kill them if his money la not
returned. They are cowed, return their
stealings and Harnish goes back to San
Francisco where he meets his fate In
Dede Mason, a pretty stenographer. He
makes large Investments and gets Into the
political ring. For a rest he goes to the
■country. Daylight gets deeper into high
finance in San Francisco, but often the
longing for the s'-uple life nearly over
comes him. Dede b. son buys a horse and
Daylight meets her in her saddle trips.
One day he asks Dede to go with him
on one more ride, his purpose being to
ask her to marry him and they canter
away, she trying to analyze her feelings.
Dede tells Daylight that her happiness
. could not Ue with a money manipulator.
Daylight undertakes to build up a great
Industrial community.
CHAPTER XVll.—Continued.
She led the way through the door
■opening out of the hall to the right,
and, once inside, he stood awkwardly
rooted to the floor, gazing about him
•and at her and all the time trying not
to gaze. In his perturbation he failed
to hear and see her invitation to a
seat.
“Won't you sit down?” site repeated.'
“Look here,” he said, in a voice that
■shook with passion, “there’s one thing
I won’t do, and that’s propose to you
in the office. That’s why I’m here.
Dede Mason, I want you, I just want
you.”
So precipitate was he, that she had
barely time to cry out her involun
tary alarm and to step back, at the
same time catching one of his hands
as he attempted to gather her into
’his, arms.
“Oh, I know I’m a sure enough fool,”
he said. “I—l guess I’ll sit down.
Don’t be scairt, Miss Mason. I’m not
real dangerous."
“I’m not afraid,” she answered, with
“ ''sinile, slipping down herself into a
ihalr.
“It’s funny,” Daylight sighed, almost
with regret; “here I am, strong
enough to bend you around and tie
knots in you. Here I am, used to hav
ing my will with man, beast or any
thing. And here I am sitting in this
chair, as weak and helpless as a little
iamb. You sure take the starch out
•of me.”
“I—l w i s h you hadn’t asked,” she
eaid softly.
“Mebbe it’s best you should know a
few things before you give me an an
swer,” be went on, ignoring the fact
that the answer had already been
given. “I never went after a woman
before in my life, all reports to the
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His Arms Went About Her and Held
Her Closely.
contrary notwithstanding. The stuff
you read about me in the papers and
books, about me being a lady-killer, is
all wrong. There’s not an iota of
truth in it. I guess I’ve done more
than my share of card playing and
whisky-drinking, but women I’ve let
alone. There was a woman that killed
herself, but I didn’t know she wanted
me that bad or else I’d have married
her—not for love, but to keep her
from killing herself. She was the
best of the boiling, but I never gave
her any encouragement I’m telling
you all tbls because you've read about
It and I want you to get it straight
from me."
“I can’t marry you," she said. "1
like you a great deal, but —"
He waited a moment for her to com
plete the sentence, failing which, he
went on himself.
“I haven't an exaggerated opinion
of myself, so I know I ain’t bragging
when I say I’ll make a pretty good
husband. You could follow your own
sweet will, and nothing would be too
good for you. I’d give you everything
your heart desired —”
“Except yourself," she Interrupted
suddenly, almost sharply. “Don’t you
see?” she hurried on. "I could have
far easier married ‘the Elam Harnish
fresh from Klondike when I first laid
eyes on him long ago, than marry you
sitting before me now.”
He shook his head slowly.
“That’s one too many for me. The
more you know and like a man the
less you^want to marry him. Famili
arity breeds contempt—l guess that’s
what you mean." '
“No, no,” she cried, but before she
could continue, a knock came on the
door.
His eyes, quick with observation
like an Indian’s, darted about the
room while she was out. The impres
sion of warmth and comfort and beau
ty predominated, though he was un
able to analyze it; while the simplici
ty delighted him-^-expensive simplici
ty, he decided, and most of it left
overs from the time tier father went
broke and died.
She re-entered the room, and as she
crossed it to her chair, he admired
the way she walked, while the bronze
slippers were maddening.
“I’d like to ask you several ques
tions,” he began immediately. “Are
you thinking of marrying somebody
else?”
“There isn’t anybody else. I don't
know anybody I like well enough to
marry. For that matter, I don’t think
. I am a marrying woman. Office work
seems to spoil me for that.”
“It strikes me that you’re the most
marryingest woman that ever made a
man sit up and take notice. And now
another question. You see, I’ve just I
got to locate the lay of the land. Is ;
there anybody you like as much as 1
you like me?”
But Dede had herself well in hand, j
“That's unfair,” she said. “And if 1
you stop and consider, you will find
that you are doing the very thing you ।
disclaimed—namely, nagging. I refuse 1
to answer any more of your questions. 1
Let us talk about other things. How
is Bob?”
Half an hour later, whirling along 1
through the rain on Telegraph Ave- :
nue toward Oakland, Daylight smoked 1
one of his brown-paper cigarettes and
reviewed what had taken place. It was :
not at all bad, was his summing up, 1
though there was much about it that
was baffling. There was that liking
him the more she knew him and at
the same time wanting to marry him ■
less. That was a puzzler.
Once again, on a rainy Sunday,
weeks afterward, Daylight proposed
to Dede. As on the first time, he re
strained himself until his hunger for
her overwhelmed him and swept him
away in his red automobile to Berke
ley. He left the machine several
blocks away and proceeded to the
house on foot. But Dede was out, the
landlady’s daughter told him, and
added, on second thought, that, she
was walking in the hills. Further
more, the young lady directed him
where Dede’s walk was most likely to
extend. Daylight obeyed the girl's In
structions, and soon the street he fol
lowe'd passed the last house and Itself
ceased where began the first steep
slopes of the open hills. The air was
damp with the on-coming of rain, for
the storm had not yet burst, though
the rising wind proclaimed its im
minence. As far as he could see,
there was no sign of Dede on the
smooth, grassy hills. To the right,
dipping down into a hollow and rising
again, was a large, full-grown eucalyp
tus grove. Here all was noise and
movement, the lofty, slender-trunked
trees swaying back and forth in the
wind and clashing their branches' to
gether. In the squalls, above all the
minor noises of creaking and groan
ing, arose a deep thrumming note as
of a mighty harp. Knowing Dede as
he did, Daylight was confident that he
would find her somewhere in this
grove where the storm effects were so
pronounced. And find her he did,
across the hollow and on the exposed
crest of the opposing slope where the
gale smote its fiercest blows.
“It’s the same old thing," he said.
“I want you and I’ve come for you.
You’ve just got to have me, Dede, for
the more I think about it the more
certain I am that you’ve got a sneak
ing liking for me that's somelhing
more than just ordinary liking. Anu
you don’t dast say that it isn’t; now
dast you?” J
“Please, please," she begged. “We
can never marry, so don’t let us dis
cuss it.”
Daylight decided that action was
more efficient than speech. So ne
stepped between her and the wind
and drew her so that she stood close
in the shelter of him. An unusually
stiff squall blew about them and
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“Dede Mason, I Want You, I Just Want You.”
thrummed overhead In the tree-tops,
and both paused to listen. A shower i
of flying leaves enveloped them, and ;
hard on the heel of the wind came i
driving drops of rain. He looked down
on her and on her hair, wind-blown
about her face; and because of her
closeness to him and of a fresher and
more poignant realization of what she ।
meant to him, he trembled sc tha* she i
was aware of it in the hand that held
hers. She suddenly leaned against ;
him, bowing her head until it rested
lightly upon his breast. And so they
stood while another squall, with flying
leaves and scattered drops of rain,
rattled past. With equal suddenness
she lifted her head and looked at him.
“Do you know,” she said, “I prayed
last night about you. I prayed that
you would fail, that you would lose
everything—everything.”
Daylight stared his amazement at
this cryptic utterance.
“That sure beats me. 1 always said'
I got out of my depth with women,
and you’ve got me out of my depth
now. Well, you’ve just got to ex
plain, that's all.”
His arms went around her and held
her closely, and this time she did not
resist Her head was bowed, and he
could not see her face, yet he had a
premonition that she was crying. He
had learned the virtue of silence, and
he waited her will in the matter.
Things had come to such a pass that
she was bound to tell him something
now. Os that he was confident.
“I would dearly like to marry you,"
she faltered, “but I am afraid. I am
proud and humble at the same time .
that a man like you should care for .
me. But you have too much money.
There’s where my abominable com
mon sense steps in. Even if we did
marry, you could never be my man
my lover and my husband. You
would be your money’s man. I know
I am a foolish woman, but I want
my man for myself. And your
money destroys you; It makes you
less and less nice. lam not ashamed
to say that I love you, because 1 shall
never marry you. And I loved you
much when I did not know you at all,
when you first came down from Alas
ka and I first went into the office. You
were my hero. You were the Burning
Daylight of the gold-diggings, the dar
ing traveler and miner. And you
looked it. I don’t see how any wom
an could have looked at you without
loving you—then. But you don’t look
It now. You, a man of the open, have
been cooping yourself tip in the cities
with all that that means. You are
becoming something different, some
thing not so healthy, not so clean, not
so nice. Your money and your way
of lite are doing it. You know it. You
haven’t the same body now that you
had then. You are putting on flesh,
and it is not healthy flesh. You are
kind and genial with me. I know, but
you are not kind and genial to all the
world as you were then. You have
become harsh and cruel. 1 do love
you, but I cannot marry you and de
stroy love. You are growing into a
thing that I must in the end despise.
You can’t help it. More than you
can possibly love me, do you love this
business game. This business —and
it’s all perfectly useless, so far as you
are concerned —claims all of you. I
sometimes think it would be easier to
share you equitably with another
woman than to share you with this
business. I might have half of you, at
any rate. But this business would
claim, not half of you, but nine-tenths
of you, or ninety-nine hundredths. You
hold back nothing; you put all you’ve
got into whatever you are doing— ’’
“Limit is the sky,” he grunted grim
affirmation.
"But if you would only play the
lover-husband that way. And now I
won’t say another word,” she added.
“I’ve delivered a whole sermon.”
She rested now, frankly and fairly,
in the shelter of his arms, and both
were oblivious to the gale that rushed
past them in quicker and stronger
blasts. The big downpour of rain had
not yet come, but the mist-like squalls
were more frequent. Daylight was
openly perplexed, and he was still per
plexed w'hen he began to speak.
“You’ve left me no argument. 1
know I’m not the same man that came
from Alaska. I couldn’t hit the trail
with the dogs as I did in them days.
I’m soft in my muscles, and my mind's
gone hard. I used to respect men. 1
despise them now. You see, I spent all
my life in the open, and I reckon I'm
an open-air man. Why, I’ve got the
prettiest little ranch you ever laid !
eyes on up in Glen Ellen. That’s
where I got stuck for the brick yard. ;
You recollect handling the correspon- j
dence. I only laid eyes on the ranch
। that one time, and 1 so fell in love
; with it that I bought it there and
then. I just rode around the hills,
and was happy as a kid out of school.
I’d be a better man living in the coun
try. The city doesn't make me better.
You’re plumb right there. I know it.
But suppose your prayer should be
answered and I'd go clean broke and
have to work for day's wages? Sup
pose I had nothing left but that little
ranch, and was satisfied to grow a few
chickens and scratch a living some
how—would you marry me then.
Dede?”
"Why, we'd be together all the
time!” she cried.
Then was the moment, among the
trees, ere they began the descent of
the hill, that Daylight might have ‘
drawn her closely to him and kissed ,
her once. But he was too perplexed ;
with the new thoughts she had put
into his head to take advantage of the
situation. He merely caught her by
the arm and helped her over the
rougher footing. At the edge of the
grove he suggested that it might be
better for them to part there, but she
insisted that he accompany her as far
as the house.
"Do you know,” he said, “taking it
by and large. It's the happiest day of
my life. Dede, Dede, we've just got to
get married. It's the only way. and
trust to luck for it's coming out all
right.”
But the tears were threatening to
rise in her eyes again, as she shook
her head and turned and went up the
steps.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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INTEREST BOYS IN POULTRY
No Part of Farming That Is More Fas
cinating to Average Youth Than
Care of Chickens.
(By KATHERINE A. GRIMES.)
There is no part of farming more
fascinating to the average boy than
the care of poultry. At the same time
there is no branch that offers him a
better chance of success.
The equipment ned not cost much,
and, in fact, most of the needed coops
and fixtures can be built by almost
Sliver Wyandotte Hen.
any ambitious boy with very little ex
penditure outside of his own work.
Then a small outlay for eggs or a
trifle larger one for stock, and he is
ready for business.
The most important consideration
is the breed to be kept It all depends
upon the market which will pay the
best The layers are seldom as good
for raising, frying and broiling as
some of the larger breeds, as they
usually weigh less at the same age,
though maturing even more quickly in
the matter of egg-producing.
So, if you wish to keep Wyan
dottes, Leghorns, or Orpingtons or
Rhode Island Reds, you will be per
fectly safe in doing so, no matter
what some one else may say in favor
/^-‘her breeds.
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SL^^ENS for market
Fowls Should Not Carr^'A Much
Fat, but Just Enough to Make
Flesh Tender When Cooked.
An over-fat fowl is almost as ob
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chickens properly they should be so ■
fed as to have just enough fat to |
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The fat should be well intermixed |
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Most buyers of chickens prefer i
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Chicken Weighted by Shaping Board.
pens. It does not make much differ
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the fat is laid on in proper quantities
and with right distribution.
The bird should be killed by a knife
blade piercing the brain, as this pro
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hung up by the feet, head down, and
plucked before it becomes cold. Poul
try buyers prefer chickens that have
about two inches of feathers adjoin
ing the head.
After being plucked, the bird
i should be placed on a shaping board,
j the weight on top, to give it a com
pact appearance. Never allow chick
ens to remain hanging by the legs
after being plucked, as it gives them
a thin and leggy appearance.
DgglWK
Success with poultry is a matter of
details.
A clean hen house is necessary both
summer and winter.
Fertile eggs cannot be shipped safe
ly unless they have strong shells.
Slacked lime is a good disinfectant
to scatter around the poultry yards.
Mate about five ducks to one drake,
: and thirty can easily be housed In
each pen.
For quick fattening try a mash of
corn meal and skimmilk. Feed it warm
three times a day.
Success in commercial poultry farm
ing depends upon success in the hatch
ing and rearing of the chicks.
No one-need hesitate to buy Incubat
ors or brooders because they have not
before used them or saw them used.
The person who raises good stock
need have no fear about prices. First
class fowls always bring good prices,
no matter how great the surplus of
ordinary stock is.
It Is a noticeable fact that few Im
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years on the old standard breeds. Con
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Gallant Blind Man.
“Ah, you’re a pretty lady.”
“What’s that? I thought you werw
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“In a sense only. I never see ths
ugly women.” —Journal AmusanL
An optimist is a man who knows
that his troubles might be worse.
SHE QUIT COFFEE
And Much Good Came From It.
It is hard to believe that coffee will
put a person in such a condition as it
did a woman of Apple Creek, O. She
tells her own story:
“I did not believe coffee caused my I
trouble, and frequently said I liked I
it so well I would not quit drinking it, I
even if it took my life, but I was a I
miserable sufferer from heart troubla I
and nervous prostration for four years. I
“I was scarcely able to go around at I
all. Had no energy, and did not care I
for anything. Was emaciated and had I
a constant pain around my heart until I
I thought I could not endure it I I
felt as though I was liable to die any I
time. ■
“Frequently I had nervous chills and ■
the least excitement would drive sleep ■
away, and any little noise would up- ■
set me terribly. I was gradually get- 1
ting worse until finally one day, it ■
came over me, and I asked myself ■
what is the use of being sick all theß
time and buying medicine so that IB
can indulge myself in coffee? |
“So I thought I would see if I could ■
quit drinking coffee, and got someH
Postum to help me quit. I made itH
strictly according to directions, andH
I want to tell you that change was then
greatest step in my life. It w’as easy^B
to quit coffee because I had then
Postum which I like better than
liked the old coffee. One by one thej
old troubles left, until now I am iH
splendid health, nerves steady, hear®
all right, and the pain all gone. Neve®
have any more nervous chills, don'B
take any medicine, can do all m^H
housew'ork, and have done a grea^a
deal besides. f
“My sister-in-law, who visited mn
this summer had been an invalid fo®
some time, much as I was. I got hen
to quit coffee and drink Postum. Sh®
gained five pounds in three weeMWt^
and I never saw such a change In r ®|'
one’s health.” fc
“There's a reason.”
Ever read the above letter! A I s
one appear* from time to time. n^
■re genuine, true, and full of ■■ *
interest.