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A 'Romance of Arizona
N•oveiized prom Edmond Day's Melodrama
By JOHN MURRAY and MiLLS MILLER
Copyright, 1000, by G. W. Aflttngham Co.
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,i:u•k could scarcely control his voice.
'rho sight of I:t he's . suffering un-.
netunet1 !dim.
"My father, tool" walled Lebo.
"TTe thought only of your happi•
uess," Jac!, t'xelafined.
"What of my promise—my promise
to marry Dit•k? Whore is he?" moaned
the glr1,
"lie's gone back to the desert. He 15
gone out of our lives forever," cried
Jack, facing ber, with arms outstretch-
ed.
"And you let hint go away in the
belief that I knew him to be living?"
accused the wife.
"What will not a man do to keep the
woman he loves? Dick Lane has gone
from our lives. He will never re-
turn," argued Jack.
"Ile must!" screamed Echo. "There
is a crime charged against you. He
must return to prove that your story
as to the money— He must know
through your own lips the lie that
separated us."
"You love him—you love him!" Jack
kept repeating the words, aghast at
the knowledge that Echo seemed to be
forcing upon him,
"Bring Mm back to nee." Firmly she
spoke.
Jack gazed at her in fear. Choking-
ly he cried, again, "You love him!"
"I don't know. All I know is that
he has suffered,
...ae---`el is suffering ndw,
through your
treachery. Bring
him back • to me
that I may stand
face to face with
him and say: 'I
have not lied to
you. I have not
betrayed your
trust.' "
"You love him,"
he repeated.
"Find him—
bring him back."
Jack 'was help-
less, speechless.
Echo's attitude
overpowered
him.
The wife star
gored again to
the piano, slowly
sinking to the_
seat, She had
turned her back
Dcep. sobs shook 1WI' onlhitn.. This`hc•
shoulders. tion hurt him
more than any word she had spoken.
Her face was buried in her hands.
Deep sobs shook her shoulders.
Jack followed her to take her again
In kis arms, but she made, no taiga of
forgiveness. Turning, he strode to the;
rack and took down his hat and car-
tridge belt. Pick.ng up his rifle, he
firmly declared: "I will go. I'll search
the plains, the mountains. and the des-
erts to find this man, I will offer my
life if it will serve to place the life
you love beside you. Goodby."
The sound of the closing of the door
roused Echo to a hill realization of
' 'what she had done. She had driven
the one man she really loved: out of
her life, sent him forth to wander
over the face of the earth in search pf.
Dick Lane, for whom she no longer
cared. She must bring her husband
back. She must tell him that he
alone had her heart in his keeping.
"No, no, JaekI Come back!" she
called. "I love you ands you alone!
Come back! Come back!"
Before she could throw open the
door and sum on him back to happi-
ness
i•
ness
and trust Bud, who had heard
the full confession from the room in
which he had taken refuge when he
thought Buck would throw the blame
on Jack,. caught her by the arm.
"Stop!" he commanded.
"Bud Lane!" exclaimed Echo,
have heard"—
"I've heard—my
olive!"
Bud spoke rapidly. His belief was
Continued. He would have full re-
venge for what bis brother had suf-
fered at Payson's bands.
To Echo's plea of "Don't stop mei"
he shouted "No!" and caught the
young wife and pulled her back from
the doorway. Echo struggled to free
herself, but. the young man was too
Strong,
"He had ruined Dick's life, stolen
from him the woman be loved!" he
hissed in her ear.
"Jack! Jack!" was her only an-
swer. .
"No; he shan't come back! Let him
go as he let my brother go --out of
your life forever!"
"I can't, I can't! 1 love hitel"
Throwing Bud off, she ran to the
door. find pulled his revolver and
eried, "If he enters that door I'll kill
lthn!"
Outside Eche heard Jack inquiring,
"Echo, 1Veho, you called me?"
Echo laid her band on the knob to
open the door when.. She heard the
elicit of the 'pistol's Mammer as Bud
raised 1t,
With a prayer in her eyes she looked
'1dt'tti,, tr i' e lig', i, (likr,iness, sleeuiesse, at the yeuttg an. Ilse evaaebdurate..
"wvife, a wife of the west, as fair as its
-skies and as steadfast as its hills, and
II—I'm not worthy"-- •-•
"Not worthy—you haven't—it isn't"--
'gasped Echo, starting back from bins,
'thinking that Jack was about to con-
fess that under some strange stress of
circumstances he had slain the express
'agent.
"No, it isn't that," hastily answered
Jack, with a shudder at the idea.
"I've lied to you," be simply con.
•fessec?
"Lied to me—you?" cried Echo in
.dismay.
"I've been a living lie for months,"
relentlessly continued Jack, nerving
'himself for the ordeal through which
he would have to pass.
"Jack," wailed Echo, shrinking from
t•bim on her knees, covering her face
-with her hands.
"It's about Dick."
Echo started. Again Dick Lane had
:arisen as from out the grave.
' "What of him?" she asked, rising to
her feet and moving away from him.
"He is alive!"
Jack did not dare look at his wife.
Ile sat' with his face white and pinch -
.ed with anguish.
The young wife groaned in her ago-
ny. The blow had fallen. Dick alive,
• and she now the wife of another man!
What of her promise? What must he
=think of her?
"I didn't know it until after we were
tengaged," pursued Jack, "six months.
:It was the day I questioned you about
'whether you would keep your promise
to Dick if be returned. I wanted to
ste11 you then, but the telling meant
that I should lose you. He wrote to
me from Mexico, where ire had been
in the hospital. He was coming home.
He inclosed this letter to you."
Jack drew from his pocket the letter
which Dick bad inclosed in the one
which he had sent Jack telling him of
his proposed return. .
She took the missive mechanically
.
and opened it slowly.
"I wanted to be square with him,
;but I loved you," pleaded Jack. "I
loved you better than life, better than
honor. I couldn't lose you, and so"—
His words fell on unheeding ears.
She was not listening to his pleadings.
.Her thoughts dwelt on Dick Lane and
•what he must think of her. She had
-taken refuge at the piano, on which
.she bowed her head within her arms.
Slowly she arose, crushing the letter
tin her hand. In -a low, stunned voice
.she cried, "You lied to me!"
Jack buried his face in his hands.
• "Yes," he confessed. "He came the
'night we were married. I met him
.in the garden. He paid that money
the had borrowed from me when he
• went away."
Horror struck, Echo turned to him.
• "He was there that night?" she gasp-
ed. "Oh, Jack! You knew and you,
"Whar did you get that money?"
never told me: I had given my word
Ito marry him. You, knowing that,
have done this thing to me?" Her
deep emotion showed itself in her
voice. The more Jack told her the
worse became her plight.
"I loved you." Jack was defending
hf mself now, fighting for his love.
'
Did Dick believe I knew he was
living?" continued the girl mercilessly.
"He must have done so."
"Jack, Jack!" sobbed', lttclto, tears
streaming down: her face.
"What could 1 do? 1' was almost
mad with fear of losing you. I was
tempted to kill him then and there.
I left your father to guard the door—
to keep him out until after the eere-:
:many."
ME SO. WEAK
AT FINES}:...
COULD NOT WORK.
'sirs. George Miles, Grimsby, Ont:,
writes Just a few lines to let_ you
'•;`•.>t. ghat AiilLutns $cart toed.. Terve
Ids have doe for inc. 1 suffered
- eatly with my nerves and 1:eoame so
-Tsang and meal: at tithes 1 could not
•irk. A friend of mine Advised me to
L n box of veer hills, which 1 did, and
! to fou•rd greet relief. They ere the
Hest eteeietuO 1 i,ase ever taken for the
dict reel nert ca; 1 reeo'ninend thein
to nee one s•+ifeeing free: 1 cart or nerve
Lae le.
Lateen -as lTo • rt end Nerve Pills teaks
c'ik ie', rt s: rong and, the shaky
ne rvos firm 1.•• tteeti ting A strengthening.
a:ud restorative influence to every organ
.and tleetie ot the i'o:ly end curing pal -
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"Ile is calve!"
rapid beat of horse's hoofs told of his
mounting and riding away.
"Gone! Oh, Bud; Bud, what have
you done?"
"I should have killed him," was
Bud's answer as he gazed after the
retreating form galloping down the
trail.
Mrs. Allen, hearing Echo's calls, has-
tested in from the kitchen. She found
her daughter sobbing at the table.
"What is the matter, child?"
Then, turning to Bud, she fiercely
demanded of him, "What have you
been sayln' to her?"
"Nothin ," he replied as he left the
house.
"Oh, mother, mother!" wailed Echo.
"Jack—I have sent him away."
"Sent him ' away?" repeated the
startled Mrs. Allen. ,
"Yes," assured Echo.. •
"You don't mean to say he is guilty
—you don't mean"—
"No, no!" interrupted Echo. "Oh,
I never thought of that! He must
come back. Cali dad, call Slim."
Echo had forgotten Jack's promise
to Slim. He, too, in his period of
stress had overlooked the fact that he
was a suspected murderer. Now he
had fled. He must be brought back
to clear his good name.
Mrs. Allen called her husband and
the sheriff into the room.
"What's the row?" shouted the sher-
iff.
"Jack's gone!" cried Mrs. Align.
In -amazement the two men could
only repeat the news "Gone!"
"Gone where?" crisply demanded
the sheriff.
"Don't stand there starlit.'; do some -
thin'," scolded Mrs. Allen.
"He gave me his word to stay an'
face this thing out," shouted the be-
wildered Slim.
"It's all my fault. I sent him away.'."
Echo seized Slim's hand as she spoke; •
"You sent him away?"
She fell on her knees before him.
Lifting her hands as in prayer, she
implored: "I never thought of his
promise to you. He never thought of
it. Go find him—bring him back to
meP,
"Bring him back?" howled the ex-
cited sheriff, his eyes bulging, his
"You
brother—he is
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c., Nothing could move him.
ge ter t do ,i(:I: , 4-t k 01 vitaity, etc. Turning, she shrieked: "NO; 1 did net
Pelee an : ar.'r retie l'ne, 'ori for $1.25. calif Go! Irl 'God's•, haute, got"
-cit titl r.;tt:a.a, (Jr tneileti direct on receipt et rr
of tutee 1 v 7 ne't's Aliltrutn Co., Limited,Goodby, was Back s farewnli. The
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revenge himself upon the Apaches anti Apache spring in zne lava pens. slowly on tired nor es, fee the purstr
chiefly upon tae ienegado Aicisee, Slim said dais posse took their Getty ing soldiers have given them no halt -
them.
supposed soil to lac whit tnands from elle officers of the pt►r- ing space. Naked save for a breeeh-
them. Somehow be burned faint rather suers. • The cowpunchers gave them Mout, with a narrow red band of dyed
than Jaek Payson as being the chief much assistance ns scouts, knowing buckskin about his forehead, in which
cause of his miseries. "If be had not the country through which the Indians sticks :t feather, each rides sileut,
stolen the buried gold T would have tied. Keeping In touch, with tho main ' grim, cruel, a hideous human reptile,
returned in time," he muttered. "He command, they rode ahead to protect Its native to the desert as is the Gila
is at the bottom of all this, As T walk- It fora any surprise, The chief Ili- monster. The 'terse is saddleless. For
ed away from Jack in the garden I dfan Peont got so far ahead at one: a bridle the warrior uses a piece of
time in the chase grass rape twisted spout the pony's
that he was not lower jaw. Itis legs droop laxly by
seen t or two l the horse's sides. In lits right baud ho
dIyiug flays. Once,aton by grasps, rag s, bis rifle, resting the butt on the
his
knee. The only sound to break the
his eyes with
shading ' stillness of the day la the rattle of
stones slipping and sliding down the
his' hands and
gazing intently
at a mountain
side so far ahead
felt as if it was McKee that was fol-
lowing me with his black, snaky eyes."
Accordingly Dick directed his way
to a region reputed to be both rielt lo
burled treasure and infested by boa
tile 'ratans. He wandered westward
to Tuhirosa, then down to Fort Grant
stud toward the lava beds of south
western Arizona, In all that, arid land
there was nothing so withered as his
soul.
Jack, well mounted, with a pack -
mule carrying supplies, had picked up
Miles trail after it left Tularosa from .
a scout out of Fort Grant.
Slim Hoover headed for Fort Grant
in Ms search for Jack. Although the
rs.ncbman had only a brief start of'
him, Slim lost the track. at the dyer
ford, Knowing Dick had gone into the
desert, ,lack headed eastward, whin'
Slim, supposing that Jack was l.reek
tug for the border to escape into a for -
(dem country, turned southward.
From the scout who bed met J: e;:
and I:ielk the sheri;'f lenrued that tit•
two then were headed for the 'lava
beds, which were occui.led by hostile
Apaebee.
Detachments of the „Third cavalry
were stationed at the fort, with Cala
net Hardie in cocimancl of tine fncnou•'
i' troop, a band of 1 0(1 1511 fighter•
never equaled,
In turn they chased Coehlee, Vieto• t�">
via and (term]imo with their Apache ter==--
werrlcrs up anti down and across the
1.110 Grande. Marti proved. each chief• Blanket signals, gunge of the In- diens, but his craving for water was
twin in turn uouid Cat uirh hi' bnn4 diens of the so great that he did not observe their
ftr't 10 the 1 tee bee' +,•:t1 item eseest: - southwest is an interesting field of trail.
the herder 1.;:`, `:e:.t ,,, t; 1:er t' tic study. On the occasion of a raid like Reeling toward the spring, he cast .
L^nited States soldiers could not fol the one described the warriors who aside his hat and flungdown his rifle
low, Hardie.'oolod Victoria, however. were to participate would gather at In his eagerne,,s to drink. Throwing
Texas rangers had met the Apache point and construct a mound with himself on bis face before the hollow,
chief in an engagement on the banks as many stones in it as there were in the rock from which the water trio -
of the Rio Grande. Only eight Ameri- warriors. Then they would scatter into kled, he first saw that the waters had
cans returned from the encounter.small bands. When any band returned dried up. With his bony fingers he
Hardie took up his pursuit and fel• to the mound after losing a fight and dug into the dry sand, crying aloud in
lowed Victoria across the elver. The the others were not there the leader despair. Stiffly he arose and blundered
Indians had relaxed their vigiluuce, would take from the mound as many blindly to a rock, upon which he sank
not expecting pursuit and despi tug stones as he had lost warriors. Thu in his weakness.
the Mexican rurales. Troop F caught the other bands, on returning, could "Another day like tbis and I'll give
them oil guard in the mountains, The " tell just how many men had fallen. up the fight," he moaned. "Apache
fight was one to extermination. Vide -In the arid. regions of the west water spring dry, the first time in years;
Ha and his entire band were slant. signs are quite frequent. They usual- Little Squaw spring nothing but (lust
This was the troop which was await- ly consist of a grouping of stones, and alkali. It is twenty miles to Clear-
ing orders to go after the Apaches. with a longer triangular stone in the water spriug—twenty—miles—if I can
Colons] Hardie told Sling that the center, its apex pointing in the diree- make it."
Indians were bound to head for the tion where the water is to be found. Dick trembled with weakness. His
Lara beds. If the men for whom he In some cases the -Seater is so far swollen tongue clove to the roof of his
was looking were in the desert the from the trail that four or five of mouth. His lips were cracked and
troop would find them more quickly these signs must be followed up be- blackened. Bits of foam flickered
than Slim and Uig posse. fore the water is found. about the corners of his mouth. The
glare blinded his eyes, which were half
closed. At times fe"er waves swept
over him; again he shuddered with
cold.
Sounds of falling waters filled his
ears. The sighing of the wind through
the canyon walls suggested the tric-
kling of fountains. Rivers flowed be-
fore his eyes through green meadows
only to fade into the desert as he
gazed.
"What a laud—what a land! It is the
abode of the god of thirst! He tempts
men into his valley with the lure of
gold and saps the lifeblood from their
bodies drop by drop. Drop by drop I
hear it falling. No—it is water I hear!
There it is! How cool it looks!"
Dick: rose and staggered toward the
cliff. In his delirium of thirst he saw
streams of water gush down the moun-
tain side. Holding out his arms, he
cried, "Saved, saved!"
iris• bands fell limply by his sides
as the illusion faded. Ile then dou-
bled them into fists and shook them at
the cliff iu a last defiance of despair.
"You shan't drive me mad!"
He seized his empty canteen, press-
ing it to his lips.
"No; I drained that .two days ago, or
was it three?" he whispered in panic
as be threw it aside.
Picking up his gun, he falteringly at-
tempted the ascent. "I won't give up --
i won't!" he shouted huskily. "I've
fought the desert before and con-
quered. I'll conquer again—I'll"—
ilis will power ebbed with his fail-
ing strength. Blindness fell upon him.
Oblivion sweet over him. He sank.
"Bring hien back?"
cheeks swelling, his red hair bristling
and his voice ringing in its highest
key. "Bring Ulna back? - Yoe. just bet
I will. That's why I'm sheriff of Final
county."
Slim whirled out of the door aS if
propelled by a gigantic blast. Echo
fell fainting at her mother's feet.
C11APTEa
OIETIT to the land of dead things,
through cities that are forgot-
ten, fared Dick Lane. Tricked
by his friend, with the woman
he loved lost to him, he wandered on-
ward.
Automiitieally he took up again his
quest for buried treasure. That which
in the flush of youthful enthusiasm
and roseate prospects oflife and love
had seized hint as tt passion Una how
a settled habit, and fortunately,eo, for
it kept hire froth going mad, Ile bed
tie thought of gain, only the achieve -
meat of a fixed purpose, a monomania.
With thig 1tuptilso Wile conjoined a
mere volitional aietivi—hq wished to
pathway when loosened by the hoofs
of the ponies.
Creeping down the canyon wall, they
that the soldiers cross the bottom, pass the spring and
could scarcely disappear at a turn in the canyon
discern it, he walls. Nature and Indian meet and'
declared be had merge in a world of torture and de -
seen the fugi- $pade.
tives climb the Dick bad fared badly In the lava
trail. The feat beds. One spring after the other he
seemed impossi- found dry. His horse fell from ex-
ble until the sec- . liaustion and thirst, Ile ended the
and morning . sufferings of his pack mule with a re -
after, wben the velvet. bullet.
scout pointed Dick staggered on afoot across the
Out to the colo- desert, hoping to find water at Apache
net t it e p o n T spring. His blue shirt was torn and
trael.s up :he faded to a dingy purple. Hat and
mountain s d e. shoulders were gray with alkali dust.
The Apache Contact witb the rocks and cactus had
scouts kept track rent trousers and leggings. His shoes,
of the soldiers' cut by sharply pointed stones and with
movements, com- thread rotted by the dust of the des-
municating with - erts, were worn to shreds. Unshaven
the main body and unshorn, with sunken cheeks and
rC with blanket sig- eyes bright with the delirium of thirst,
nals and smoke he dragged his weary way across the
columns. desert. He reached Apache spring
The sign fan. shortly after the passage of the In -
Slim waited at Fort Grant for orders,
writing back to Sagebrush telling him
of his plans.
Fort Grant followed the usual plan
of all frontier posts. A row of officers'
houses faced the parade grounds. Di-
rectly opposite were the cavalry bar-
racks fort. On one side of the quad•
rangie were the stables, and the fourth
line consisted of the quartermaster's
buildings and the post trader's store
Small ranchmen had gathered near the
fort for protection and because of the
desire of the white man for company.
In days of pence garrison life was mo.
notorious. But the Apaches needed
constant watching.
As a soldier the Apache was cruel
and cowardly. Ile fought dismounted
never making an attack unless at his
own advantage. As infantry man he
was unegnaled. Veteran army officers
• adopted the Apache tactics anti in•
stalled in the army the plan of menet-
ed infantry, soldiers who move on
norseback, but fight on foot, detailing;
one man of every four to guard the
horses.
ltlounted on wiry ponies inured to
hardships, to picking up a living on
the scanty herbage of the plains. rid-
ing without saddles and carrying no
equipment, the Indians had little trou-
ble in avoiding the soldiers. Leaving
the reservation, the Apaches would
oommit some outrage and then, swing -
would
the are of a great circle,
swing-
ing on
be back to camp and settled long be-
fore the soldiers could overtake then
hampered by orders from the war de-
partment, which in turn was molested
by the sentimental friends of the In-
dians, the soldiers never succeeded In
taming the Apache until Crook cut off
communications and thrashed thein se
thoroughly in these same lava beds
that they never recovered.
In Slim's ansence 11ucik McBee and
his gang had taken possession of rinal
county. hustlers and bad men were
coming in from Texas and the strip.
Slim's election for another term was
by no means certain. no diel not know
this, but if he had it would not have
made any difference to him. Ile was
after Jack and at Any cost would
bring him back to face trial. The
r;dgues of Pival county seized upon the
flight of Jack as a good excuse to
down Slim. The sheriff was more
eager to find Jack and learn from him
that Buck's charge was false than to
take him prisoner. Ile knew the ac-
cusation would not stand full investi-
gation.
Slowly the hours passed until the
order for "boots and Saddles" was
sounded and the troops trotted out of
the fort gate. Scouts ,soon picked up
their trail, batt that was different from
finding the Indians. Ofttintes the
troopers would ride into a hastily
abandoned camp with the ashes Still
warm, brit never it sight of a warrior
could be had. Over broad mesas, down
narrow mountain trails and tip can-
yons so deep that the stip ;never bulky
itcnctrated theism the soldiers foliowed
the renegades.
Vet a day the trail teas lost. Then
It was picked up by the print Of tt
pony'S he01' beside tt water hole. But
always the line of flight led toward aft
Only the Indian and the mule can
smell water. This accomplishment en-
abled the fleeing Apaches to take ev-
ery advantage of the pursuing troop-
ers, who must travel from spring to
spring along known trails,
In the long, weary chase men and
horses began to fail rapidly. Short ra-
tions quickly became slow starvation
fare. Hardie fed his men and horses
on mesquite beau, a plant heretofore
considered poisonous. For water he
was forced to depend upon the cactus,
draining the fluid secreted at the heart
of the plant.
With faces blistered by the sun and
caked with alkali, blue shirts faded to
a purple tinge and trousers and accou-
The soldiers rode on silently and deter-
?nincclty.
terments covered with a gray, pow-
dery dust the soldiers rode on silently
and determinedly. Hour after hour
the troop flung itself across the plains
and into the heart of the lava beds,
each day cutting down the Apache
lead.
CHAPTER XIV.
FALSE dawn in the lava beds of
Arizona. The first faint tinge
on the eastern horizon fades,
and the stars shine the more
brilliantly in the brief, darkest hour
before the true daybreak. An icy
wind sweeps down canyons and over
mesas, stinging the marrow of the
wayfar'er's bones, In the heavens the
innumerable stars burn steadily in
crystal coldness. Shadows Ile in styg-
Ian blackness at foot of rock and val-
ley. Soft and clear the tights of night
swathe the uplands. An awesome si-
lence hangs over the desert. flushed
and bumbled by the immensity of
space. one expects to hear the rush of
worlds through the universe. At times
the bosom swells with a wild desire to
sing and shout 10 the glory of pure
riving.
The day comes quickly. The sun,
leaping over the edge of the world,
floods mesa and canyon, burning, with-
ering, sparing no living thing, lavish-
ing reds and purples, blues and vio-
lets, upon canyon walls and wind
sculptured rooks. But a remorseful
game, blinding. sight destroying, is
thrown back from the sand and alkali
of the desert. Shriveled sagebrush and
shrunken cactus bravely fight for life.
A narrow pathway lends from the
mesa dawn the canyon's wall, twisting
and doubling on itself to Apatite
spring. The trail then moves south-
ward between towering euifrs, a lane
through which is caught a far distant
glimpse of the mountains. Little whirl-
wieds of dust spring up ever and
anon, twirling wildly across the sandy
wastes. The air suffocates like the
breath of a furnace. Ever the pitllets
Sun searches and Scotches, es con-
science Searu and Stings a Stticken
soul.
»own the itarroW trail, past the
spring, rido tri single file the Apaches
AT DEATH'S DOOR FROM
KIDNEY DISEASE
SAVED DRY BY
"EBDIT-A-WES"
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111'4111 fuc,t c'r c : . . .o
't titan itfa.uta Llt'•' tl't' , tit'rt 1,410:1t-
ly be- fled l,el,ii:d t lac' i'u' :,s,
It ails, Jac t:. re 1 '(. a 1,.11', ti
hive hefts riteif t''i' (et . .'i•'
1 :rich; t11 matt L'' -r .t .t Lo
re:welted fate s., t,; my t• •.i';' t:,Yn 11•1
1 dices cf 1111' .t! :tea-- ,. a
hitt thready let:teethe 1 „ t' t nisi go. ;-8
the Fpr1111X t!'ry tv .'r(! v '* 1t' to leans
if be were alma* 't'14' i. tea !.:'d teed -
tercet to se::t.ut.al 1.11.1 itt the v..t:cr
hole.
Jack's hone and b'irrn- n'':l b be had
!eft at the l:rad c.f fife' t attystn. were
already in the indi tnA petwessi.m.
%%'ith Ititn he carried 61,1 ri:le firth a
revolver. A one:ten *•t r, ai,'r {las
flung over his ::ata ler. fat' desert
Itad placed t.,: si.:•te, fesse r'1.1,a, turn-
ing itis clotiata erase 'The ten of his
face was deepened Uses ((beet bis
eyes and mouth .•hewed hew lla m'h he
had suffered pey-=1'•ally aucl coc'ntally
in his search for the men be beiieved
was his successful rival In love.
Reaching the spring. ht' cooked about
cautiously before be laid down his
Cr,ANnr.ASSx1l, ONl.
"'Taro years ago, tite doctor made
forty-four calls on ate, and then said
he had done alt he could for me. I was
suffering with intense Kidney Trouble
and Inflammation had set in, Two
other doctors were consulted and agreed
that nothing could he done to help me.
On the recommendation of a neighbor.
I took "Fruit -a -tines" and they cured
rue, Today, I take ''Fruit-a-tives" as
my only medicine. I aux in excellent
health. and " Prtiit-a-tivcs " is the
tnedicine that cured me after I had been
at Death's Door for months.
I am glad to be able to give you this
testimonial. It may benefit some other
woman suffering as I suffered, as I
believe that l would not be alive to -day
had I not used "rrnit-a-tives"
Miss. P. H. W EBTSr17..
Trait -e -fives" --' by its marvellous
Action on the kidneys •'- completely
restores these vital organs to their
norttnai strength and vigor—and cures
ever trace Of KidneyTrotblc. "rruit
a-tiveia" i9 the only medicine in the
world made of ft'nit
Soc, a box, d for $a.so, trial sire, age.
Atdealere,orfrom Prnitya•tivesLitnited,
Ottawa.
"l won't give up—I "won't!" -
rifle. He tugged at the butt of his re-
volver to make certaiu that it could be
pulled quickly from the holster. Tak-
ing off bis hat, he knelt to drink. He
smiled and confidently tapped his can-
teen when he found the spring dry.
He was raising his canteen to his lips
when he spied Dick's body.
Jumping behind a rock, he pulled hie
revolver, covering the insensible mane.
It might be a trap. He scanned the
trail, the cliff, the canyon. Hearing
and seeing nothing, he slipped bis re-
volver into his holster and hurried tot
Dick's side. At first he did not recog-
nize him. -The desert and thirst had•
wrought many changes in his friend's
face.
When recognition came he threw his
arms about the prostrate form, crying,
"Dick, at Iast, at last!"
His voice was broken with emotion.
The search had been so long, so weary,
and the ending so sudden! He had
found Dick, but it looked as if be camel
too late.
Gathering Dick up ie. his arms, he
raised him until his bead rested ox
his knees. Forcing open his mouth, he
poured a little water down his throat.
Then with a moistened handkerchief
he wetted temples and wrists. Slowly,
Dick struggled back to life.
"Water—water—it's water!" he gasp-..
ed, struggling for more of the prec1oust
fluid.
"Easy," cautioned Jack. "Only a
little now—mote when you're strong*
er."
"Who is it?" cried Dick. - Not wait-'
ing for Jack to enlighten him, he con-
tinued: "No matter—you came in time.
I couldn't have held out any longer..
All the springs are dry. I figured on
reaching Clearwater."
Jack helped Dick to his feet. Tata,
ing his stricken friend's right arm, he
trot sw>ureti d little *atel' doton his titi'O4f.
(To be dcinitifitteA.)