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. Kirby knew the patience, the steadi-i mess, and the kindliness of his friend, Esther had fallen into the best of} hands. She would find again the joy 0f life. He had no doubt of that. Gayety and laughter were of herl heritage. He said as much to Rose on the way home. She agreed. For the first timel “We’ve got it all fixed up to tell how we was married when I come down to Denver last April only we kep’ it quiet because she wanted to hold her job awhile,” Cole explained to his friend. “Onct I get her back there in God’s hills she'li sure enough forget all about this trouble. The way I look at it she was jus’ like a li’l kid that takes a mis-step in the dark an’ falls an' hurts itself. You know how a wounded deer can look at a fellow'so sorrowful an’ hurt. Well, tha”s how her brown eyes looked at me when I come round the corner 0' the house up Platte Canon an’ seen her sittin’ there starin’ at hell.” : Kirby shook hands with him in a sudden stress of emotion. “ You’ll do to take along, old alkali, you sure; enou h will.” , “ , shucks!” retorted Cole, be-‘ tween disgust and embarrassment. “I always claimed to be a white man,’ didn’t I? You can’t give a fellow credit for doin’ the thing he’d rather do than anything else. But prod a peg in this. I’m gonna make that li’l’ girl plumb happy. She thinks she; won’t be, that she’s lost the right to: be. She’s ’way off. I can see her erkin’ up already. I got a real augh outa her this mo’nin‘.” i The sisters wept in each other's arms and then passed together into Esther-'5 bedroom for an intimate talk. The younger sister was still happy only in moments of forgetful- ness, though she had been rescued from death in life. Cole had found her comfortably situated at a farm- house a mile or two back from the canon. She had gone there under the urge of her need, at the instigation of James Cunningham, who could not afford to have the scandal of his re- lations with her become public at the same time as the announcement of his marriage to Phyllis -Harriman. The girl loved Cole and trusted him. Her heart went out to him in a warm glow of gratitude. But the shadow of her fault was a barrier in her mind between them, and would be long;’ after his kindness had melted the ice, inflher bosom. . ' becaube Cole was goifigflt bacmls to Wyoming at once CHAPTER XXXIII. OLSON TELLS A STORY. When Rose heard from Esther next lay she and Kirby took the Inter- lirban for Golden. Esther had writ- ten ‘that she‘wanted to see his sister becaude ggle was going to take her I..__L 4 . 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We regret very much to inform our Canadian friends that our magazine, TRUE ROMANCES, has been barred i‘ by t1_1e_ custom or post-office officials. The Honorable Commluloner of Customs Ottawa, Canada . ! balleve that TRUE ROMANCES moral tone and high Ideals and that It is lnuatement upon the Hat of magazines throughout the Domlnlon of Canada. At: \ddmu True Romances Barreci GREEN TEA you have not tasted the best. F resh, fragrant and pure. Try it. tlo _ .V- _..'-~u. ut thd Domlnlon of Oanfla‘ava.” Accordlngly you to make such reinstatement. angled T raifis ILACKLEY, no nuchfia'o‘aa'éiéée'i Welt; 'T'bi-éhié April only we she wanted to Cole explained Imget her back MACFADDEN PUBLICATIONS. Inc. (Copyright Thomas Allen). -â€"BY WILLIAM MACLEOD RAIN! {bad egg, I’m afraid. But my sister was his mother. I’d have to believe it.” ‘ “But in your heart you dc it,” she said gently. He looked at her. “I’m a1 But that’s a long way from it.” up to my room. We can talk there more freely.” The Scandinavian rancher followed him to the elevator and from there to his room. “Why don’t they arrest Hull?” he stepped into the rotunda of his hotel. He was a gaunt, broad-shouldered man with ragged eyebrows. “Well, I came,”,he said, and his voice was harsh. “Glad to see you, Mr. Olson. Come up to .my‘rgpm. We can talk there vs“ _ “nun, uuu - ' a 3"“- “True enough,” he admitted, fall- ing grave again. “As to James, we’ll ride cl'ose herd on him for a while, but we’ll ride Wide. Looks to me like he may have to face a jury an’ fight for his life right soon.” “Do you think he killed your uncle?” “I don’t want to think so. He’s a bad egg, I’m afraid. But my father’s sister wgsuhis _mg_ther. I’d hate to “Neither did I,” he said, answering her smile. “I sure picked on the wrong man. He’s one handy lad wifh his dibsâ€"put me down twice before we decided to call it off. I like that young fellow.” ' “Bétter not like him too much. You may have to wo‘rlfi a‘gains} him yet." “mu” _ She smiled into his battered face. A dimple nestled in her soft, warm cheek. “I see it does. It’s a pity about you; I didn’t suppose your cousin Jack had it in him to spoil your beauty like that.” since she left Cheyenne the girl was her old self. Esther’s problem had been solved far more happily than she had dared to hope. “I’m goin’ to have a gay time apolo- gizin’ to Jack,” said Kirby, his eyes dancing. “It’s not so blamed funny at that, but I can’t help laughin’ every time I think of how he must ’a’ been grinnin’ up his sleeve at me for my fool mistake. I’ll say he brought it on himself, though. He was feelin’ gLilty on his brother’s account, an’ I didn’t get his embarrassment right. James is a pretty cool customer. From first to last he never turned a hair when the subject was mentioned.” “What about him?” Rose asked. The cattleman pretended alarm. “Now, don’t you,” he remonstrated. “Don’t you expect me to manhandle James, too. I’m like Napoleon. An- other victory like the battle of last night would sure put me in the hos- pital. I’m a peaceable citizen, a poor, lone cowboy far away from home. Where 1 come from it’s as quiet as a peace conference. This wildest- Denver stuff gets my nerve.” about gettin’ my mortgage renewed." He stopped and took a nervous pufl or two at the cigar. Kirby nodded in a friendly fashion without speak- ing. He did not want by anything he might say to divert the man’s mind from the track it was following. “I took a room at the Wyndham be- cause the place had been recommend- ed to me by a neighbor of mine who knew the landlady. When I went there I didn’t know that. either Cun- ningham or Hull lived next door. That’s a God’s truth. I didn’t. Well, I saw Hull go in there the very day I got to town, but the first I knew yore uncle lived there was ten or may- be fifteen minutes before he was kill- ed. I wouldn’t say but what it was twenty minutes, come to that. I wasn’t payin’ no attention to time." Olson’s eyes challenged those of his host. His suspicion was still smold- ering. An unhappy remark, a look of distrust, might still have dried up the Istream of his storv. But he found in s a magazine of good hone‘tly entitled to re- ellglble for circulation I respectfully “I’m afraid so. ' from knowing do believe '3467 can to fire “I reckon I saw red for a minute,” Olson continued. “If I’d been carryin’ a gun I might ’a’ used it right there an’ then. But I hadn’t one, lucky for me. He sat down in a big easyâ€"chair an’ took a paper from his ocket. It looked like some kind of a egal docu- ment. He read it through, then stuck it in one o’ the cubby-holes of his desk. I forgot to say he was smokin’, an’ not a stogie like I was, but a big cigar he’d unwrapped from silver paper after takin’ it from a boxful.” “He lighted the cigar after coming into the small room,” Kirby said, in the yoice at _a guestion. “Yes. Didn’t I sa'y so? Took it from a box on a stand near the chair. Well, when he got through with the aper he leaned back an’ kinda shut his eyes like he was thinkin’ somethin’ over. All of a sudden I saw him straighten up an’ get rigid. Before he could rise from the chair a woman came into the room an’ after her a man. - for II who Kirby smoked steadily, evenly. Not a flicker of the eyelids showed the excitement racing through his blood. At last he was coming close to the heart of the mystery that surrounded the_deaths of his uncle and his valet. fire escape where I was sittin’ on the rail. He threw on the lights, an’ I saw him plain. It was Cunningham, the old crook who had beat me outa fifteen hundred dollars.” “Maybe you recollect how hot those days were. Well, in my cheap, stuffy room, openin’ on an airshaft, it was hotter’n hell with the lid on. When I couldn’t stand it any longer, I went out into the corridor an’ down it to the fire escape outside the window. It was a lot cooler there. I lit a stog‘ie an’ sat on the railin’ smokin’, maybe for a quarter of an hour. By-an’â€"by some one come into the apartment right acrost the alley from me. I could see the lights come on. It was a man. I saw him step into what must be the bedroom. He moved around there some. I couldn’t tell what he was doin’ because he didn’t switch on the light, but he must ’a’ been changin’ to his easy coat an’ his slippers. I know that because he came into the room just opposite the fir_e_ escape where I was sittin’ on the est‘ Olson’s eyes challenged those of his host. His suspicion was still smold- ering. An unhappy remark, a look of distrust, might still have dried up the stream of his story: But he found in that steady regard nothing more damnatory than a keen, boyish inter- -_L He stopped and took a nervous puff or two at the cigar. Kirby nodded in a friendly fashion without speak- ing. He did not want by anything he might say to divert the man’s mind from the track it was following. “I took a room at the Wyndham be- cause the place had been recommend- ed to me by a neighbor of mine who knew the landlady. When I went ‘there I didn’t know that either Cun- “When Clmningham Worked thatI ;crooked irrigation scheme of his on Dry Valley, I reckon I was one of' them that hollered the loudest. Prob- .’1y I talked foolish about what all I ‘Was gonna do about it. I Wasn't blowin’ off hot air either. If I’d got a good chance at him, or at Hull either, I would surely have called for a showdown an' gunned him if I could. But that wasn’t what I came to Denver for. I had to arrange about gettin’.1ny_mortgage renewed." The brain, the most sensitive por- tion of the body, is composed of atoms refined to the most exquisite degree. In all probability, when Science pos- sesses the delicate instruments neces- sary to explain all atomic ‘nature, it will be found that what is commonly called “grey matter” is akin to the un- known force which produces Light. The ordinary lightâ€"~Which you die- tinguish from darknessâ€"is, in reality, hardly less artificial than manufacâ€" The Swede's sullen eyes bored into him. Before the frank and engaging smile his doubts lost force. “I got to take a chance. Might as well be with yogi as, any one.” v The Wyoming man strUck a match, held it for the use of his guest, then lit his own cigar. For a few moments they smoked in silence. Kirby leaned back easily against the head of the bed. He did not intend to frighten thewrvz‘mchell‘~ by _hur_'rying him. â€" Kirby offered a chair and a cigar. He sat down on the bed himself. “Bet- ter spill your story to me, Olson. Two heads are better than one,” he said car_e1ess_ly. 7 V ' The man was Cass Hull (To be continued.) “Hm !" grunted the773n‘lgfiveyxysus- picious y. “That’s what you say, but yog’re not the whole works." “They’d arrest him."VIV{irby answer- ed. “They don’t know you’re the man who wroj'f the thr_eat_ening letter.” demanded as soon as the door was closed. “Not enough evidence.” Suppose I can give evidence. Say I practically saw Hull do it. Would thez_arre§t himâ€"or me?" notions usually come to those ISSUE No Promotions. ‘ the ones w which they we [ every task to ‘ built 'up a. re; is in a superior those higher hand-1e more 9â€"’24‘ were Persons who rapidly are an preparing mxty Mi 11 us ey go )ur Wholemeal bread is pleasing to the eye and the palate, and contains valu- able mineral qualities which are 'miss- ing in the white variety. H is Cutest. She was very literary, and from America. She had just been “doing” the home of Sir Walter Scott. 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Warts. etc. permanently the only methodâ€"Electrolysis. ’ Write for Booklet What this force is Science cannot exactly say. It is certain, however, that friction is the chief cause operat- ing to produce light, and herein you get the analogy with the human brain. In order to move or “throw off" the atoms of the brain, friction is neces- sary. That friction is caused by the circulation of the blood, and the more sensitive the quality of the brain, the more easily it responds to the action I of the skin and scalp in an :mlc tion that we have been mccessmll; treating by mu sad in our office here for over 80 years. I! afflicted. write us ex whining your case fully, We also treat at honn I’imples, Blotches. Blackheads and other non- tured light. It is produced by a cer- tain force acting upon the ether and transmuting it into light-waves. These light-waves, in their turn, act upon the retina of the eye and enable you to see. The brain, the most sensitive' por- tion of the body, is composed of atoms refined to the most exquisite degree. In all probability, when Science pos- sesses the delicate instruments neces- The answer is simple: It the blood while we wake, work while we sleep ‘did not continue to circulate while we slept, we should never dream thwe fantastic dreams which puzzle us so much. It it because our blood still circulates through the brain that thoughts. vague and unconnected mc-stly. must continue to be thrown of! and cause what we call dreams. Our power of thinking, while we wake, is governed by reflection, and is sound or unsound according to our mental capacity. When asleep, how- ever, this no longer holds, though it is said that persons who, in their wak- ing hours, habitually keep their minds and fancies under strict control, have far more rational dreams than those whose mental self-control is weak. What is the cause of dreams? 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