Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 25, Number 61, Decatur, Adams County, 12 March 1927 — Page 3

The Understanding Heart By PETER B. KYNE T T)lilt is no longer possible. I fear ' , r | ha d been enabled to . that three hundred and fifty I n ' ak ‘.inti us before Uncle Charley ' fit his hundred .nd fifty ••that I should have derived a great 1,1 of happiness from, the task ol 9 n« to mike that girl happy As* !ry man however. I would not. LTattemPted the task. I ant still mvolvetl in debt due to a filer a mice which 1 took on my own Ji vew ago and I'd never ask al 'u W ri3r‘woman like Monica Dale to! ma P rrv me and scrimp and sacrifice to b’p m" bury my -lead horses" ‘f’nselfish sort of ehap. aren t you? jethroe sneered. "You may try my patience sorely, but still 1 Will be patient If vou find it possible to put lhe deal through with the girl later on will vou put it through? ’yes for the mining comply, but nnt for you. And the price to the mining company will be one million dollars, all of which sum will be paid ?o Monica Dale. Os course as the , ieen t in the transaction I will exact, a commission of five per cent which will put me out of debt, and I hav.e no reason to believe Miss Dale, or the executor of Uncle Charley s es-■ ztate. will object to this legitimate “1 apologize to you, John. You re not the fool i thought you were Why trifle with a paltry three him-1 dred and fifty thousand dollar profit when vou can marry a million . -You're off on the wrong foot again. I'm not going to marry her. That young forest-ranger. AnthonyGarland, the* executor of Uncle Charley's estate, is the lucky man. And while 1 have only met him once, he struck mb as such a fine, clean, decent chap 1 can't even woi k up a healthy jealousy of nim.” How do you know he's the lucky man?" “He told me so" Well, Id find out.for myself if I were you.” "The suggestion is unnecessary. I shall. 1 never admit a sound thrashing until I’ve been counted out.” Jethroe carefully cut the end off a fresh cigar and pondered the while. "Well. John,” he resumed presently,: "this conversation has been extremely] frank and illuminating, even if it has gotten us nowhere. However, you have overlooked one trifling detail. The Hercules Hydraulic Mining Com pany will not buy the young lady's land.” "Then k can junk its equipment, because tfiere is no other land available for it to hydraulic. It cost the company a small fortune to get that equipment in over those mountains and it will not spend another fortune to haul it out. 1 shall form a corporation to purchase Jrtiss Dale's land and Bob Mason’s Honey Valley, and then the Hercules Hydraulic Mining Company will sell my company its equipment there on the £’ound.” “That sounds reasonably. Rut howdo you know you can secure Honey Valley?" “Because Monica Dale owns it. Bob Mason has given her a deed to it and the deed was recorded yesterday by her friend, Anthony Garland. In talking with Garland recently I learned that Miss Dale had the deed.] Mason gave it to her just prior to his conviction, to be held by her in trust for his infant son. I advised Garland to induce her to record it. | So I'm holding a pat hand. Howmany cards do you crave to fill your bobtail flush. Mr. Jethroe?'' The last vestige of anger fled Jethroe’s face. He threw back his head and laughed with the utmost good nature. "You have another I apology coming td you, John,” he declared gallantly. "Don't bother to make it. How , would you like to enter an agreement with the Canfield estate now to purchase that land for one million dollars? I think J can negotiate such a deal—on behalf of the company, not Henry Jethroe?” Tnt inclined to think you win, John. In fact, I’d almost bet on it. However, there are numerous angles to consider in this singularly angular situation, so suppose you permit me 1 t 0 do some thinking before I give you a definite answer. Meanwhile, remain in town a few days and enjoy yourself. You’ve " been stuck up in that remote country for nearly a year without leaving it. You should atend a tew good shows and forget this mining deal for a few days.” • John Thurlow gravely laid an en-1 velope before his chief. It was addressed to Jethrope, who opened it dnd discovered it to be Thurlow’s resignation. There is no necessity for this,” Jethroe declared. -. | "I fear there is, Mr. Jethroe. I ‘<ve never been dismissed from a Position in all my life and 1 shall take' a t ances now. Besides, the job is » dirty, and I can see you're figur- „ ® tr ying some other means of that property.” ■m i 6 k*/ 06 8 ful) face flumed brick-red ® ye glittered angrily. “Well, i . Ba *fl with a heavy effort to rerJ| 0 ". t . iflcaI ’ “ af ter<that unjust and for n, Clt l an ! B P eec b nothing remains tinn e .J. f 0 save aCPe Pt your redignaWonH 1< h 1 <lo ' *’ avk t 0 DogDav v alS ' c ' oße U P your accounts, null f your salar y to aaterand your straw suitcase and y ..L 01d tin trunk." I left a , n ' C8 ' Ive done that already, when /* y aßs r s tant in command, and un t n y ° U , choose to send your auditor find hf o*, 0 *, uver my accounts you’ll thera m perfect order. By the

way, you'll note my pew address on that resignation. That's whore I’ll be I when you send for me to put over this mining dotil for you. I wish you joy of Anthony Garland." I Jethroe smiled an enigmatic smile. I "I'm not worrying about him. Good by, John, good lin k to you. I wish you llujt localise you're going to need it.” * JoUii Thurlow bowed gravely and walked oiy. CHAPTER 111. Title month Monica spent on Bogus with the nurse Mid Bob Mason was one of alert watching. Whenever she left the cabin to go to the barn or ito feed her chickens she was careful 'to note the exact angle at which the belUerank on the telephone stood, also the exact nositbMr of the receiver on I the hook. If the nurse should endeavor to use the telephone. Monica . must know it at once. I At the end of the third week Mason was able to net out of bed and walk ■ gingerly around the yard-after dark. ; In Montague, Tony Gffrtand had purchased an outfit of clothing for him. Thereafter he sat all day in the living room and gave the nurse no opportunity to use the telephone, and Inasmuch as Monica and the nurse occupied cots in the same room at night the .former felt convinced of her ability to keep the secret of Mason's presence on Bogus until such time as she no longer cared who knew it. She had left Mason in the livingroom one day, reading, while she went down into the meadow below the house to catch up her hprse. Upon her return she found the paient sound asleep in the rocking-chair, and in the nurse’s eye a look of serene triumph. One g*ance at the telephone showed that someone had used it. But Monica said nothing, preferring that this self-righteous nurse, this self-appoint-ed upholder of the law, should not awspect that her action was known. I For nearly three hours Mason slept heavily in the chair —so soundly, in fact, that Monica suspected the nurse of having given him a small dose of veronal or some other equally potent sleep-producer. Toward sunset the nurse stepped outside for a brief walk through the woods below the cabin. The instant : she was out of the yard Monica spoke to Bob. ’ "After dinner. Bob, when you go outside for your nightly exercise, continue right on to the barn. You will find my horse there, saddled. It's a trifle too soon to start you back to San Quentin, but beggars can't be choosers.. That catty nurse has been using the telephone, and I suspect Chief Ranger Casey will be up bright ' and eayly tomorrow morning to collect you and, incidentally, the fiftyi dollar reward that goes with you. j "You will ride down off Bogus tonight So Tony Garland’s new station at the eastern end of Tantrum, You'll see the light in his window and probably he’ll be out to meet you on the trail. I'm going to telephone him now. Tony has taken possession of Uncle Charley’s old flivver and fixed it up. I will give you some money, and tomorrow morning, after Tony has watched the Bogus trail and seen Chief Ranger Casus riding up, you will hop into the nrferry old flivver and start for San Quentin. By the way. did that nurse give you something to drink, Upb?” '“Yes, she gave me a jolt of Uncle Charley’s moonshine.” | "Did it taste queer?” "Who can tell nowadays whether liquor tastes queer or otherwise? Besides, she made an egg-nog of this one." "She put you to sleep, knowing I depended on you to remain awake while I was out of the cabin. Now we have to outsmart her. Leave | Uncle Charley's flivver in the prison garage and as soon as I'm fired here I'll come down and drive it back. 1 always did long to travel." | She smiled at her pathetic little jest and proceeded to make ready for his departure. About eight o'clock the I moon came upland Mason declared he would go Outside and stretch his legs. Half an hour later Monica turned to the nurse. "I have decided not to detain you 1 longer against your will, Mrs. King," j she informed her. “You have served , your purpose and tomorrow I will have Ranger Garland come up and take you and your baggage down to the foot of the trail. An automobile will meet you there and take you out to the railroad. 1 will give you my check, and when you get to Montague 1 Sheriff Bentley will identify you and aid you in cashing it.” Mrs. King bent her head in silent acquiescence. ‘■As for your patient,” Monica continned. “he begged me to present his apologies for his failure to thank you for that, devotion in the exercise of your profession which always, in the case of persons as clever as yourself, transcends the mere monetary considerations involved. Mr. NJason also , begged me to say gootl-by to you. I "He has discharged himself as cured, and has fared forth into the night' on his own lawful occasions. Monica smiled indulgently. "I thought he had better go before the chief ranger should arrive to arrest him." I "Indeed. When will the chief ranger arrive?” “Right after breakfast, my dear. | You ought to know. You telephoned him. The nurse flushed but made no answer. True to Monica’s p. ""tion, Chief Ranger Casey rode into . ■ « yard about nine o’clock next mottling. Monica met him there. “Too laCe, Chief,” she greeted him cordially. "The bird flew last night. He has other plans and’couldn't wait for you." ; “Theft it is true, Miss Dale, that fo# upward of a month you have been harboring a man you knew to b<‘ an escaped convict?" I “Certainly. You knew I’d harbor him if he came to me in distress. You told Sheriff Bentley not to telephone me to’be on the lookout for him the day they trailed him through the San

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F T Dimas with hloodhoiinfls.” I "Well, | must confess my amaze- i ment, Miss Dale—" y ( l "Nonsense. Chief! Don't be silly! i I knew you'd be here this morning, so 1 I put him on my horse and sent him away last night." "Do you know wh<ve flie is headed?” "Yes—and I'll not tell.” "1 shall have twreport this defiance i of law and order, Miss Dale. You have evidently forgotten that yon aie a member of the United States Fore t i Service." 1 "Not at nil, Chief. I’d rather b> disgraced In the service and be dis- ’ missed than be guilty of the greater disgrace of falling a good and faithful friend in time of his greatest need. ■ I thipk enough of Bob Mason to sacrifice for him. Now go home and tell that to Mrs. Caney, and when th * order for my dismissal reaches headquarters, telephone it to me." "Hut yon are guilty of a misdemeanor, at least, in aiding and abetting an escaped convict.” "Well, before your pronounce judgment, Chief, suppose you take that question up with sheriff Bentley. Wouldn’t it amaze you to discover that Bob Mason has been Sheriff Bentley’s prisoner all this time an I i that the sheriff, knowing slob couldn't escape, left him in my charge?” "But he has escaped," Casey zprotested. "Who told you that?" "Well, of cwurse, I thought—- “ Ditch that train of thought, and light for an hour or two. What's th? gossip from down below?” The chief ranger stared at her heavily for several seconds, then his face lighted with a broad smile. The joke was on him. and he realized it: like a good sport he had to acknowledge it. He dismounted, dropped his ■ reins and sat down on the bench under ■ the sugar-pine. “The least said about this whola affair, the better for all concerned,” he admitted. “After all, I don’t know who I could secure to take your job ' over here.” "None so poor to do me reverence. Chief. Thanks. Just don’t say anything to anybody—particularly to yous wife, who doesn't like me. She’s dis- ’ cussed me to my detriment already." The chief ranger sighed. "Every1 thing in this world wpuld be pretty good if the confounded women would 1 only mind their own business,” he de- • dared. “Do you hear that, Mrs. King?” Monica called mischievously to the 1 nurse, who had come out to join them. ' "That's the thanks I get," Mrs. King declared with dignity. “You should have remembered,” Monica chid her, “that lhe first bearer ’ of unwelcome news hath but a Idling ■ office.” She excused herself, stepped inside to the telescope and searched the green expanse of Tantrum Mead1 ows, far below. Presently she made ■ out Bob Mason scurrying down the ‘ meadows in Uncle Charley's disrep--1 utable car, and thrilled when she 1 realized he knew she was probably 1 watching him. for she saw him face • toward Bogus and wave his hand in • farewell. ,An hour later Anthony Garland 1 rode up the trail leading one of Uncle 1 Charley's little pack mules with a 1 stock-saddle on it. "What are you doing here, Gar- ' land?’ the chief ranger demanded. "Oh. Tony's been committing a mis1 demeanor or two himself,” Monica answered for him. "He brought the nurse up from below and now he's here to bring her back. He's such a ’ nice, obliging neighbor, is Tony." \ 1 Tony bowed low in his saddle. “I have a hired flivver at the foot of the 1 trail, Monica,” he announced. “Pro- ‘ duce the duty-bound lady and I'll be off. That flivver Is costing all of two ‘ dollars an hour —the best possible 1 rates 1 could get in Dogwood Flats.” 1 When he rode away with the nurse i Chief Ranger Casey rode with them and for the first time since the day t liefore the fire Monica found herself ! alone on Bogus'again. 'But the great ! loneliness was gone, never to return. J The mournful sighing of the wind • through the tops of the pines, the ’ weird scream of a hungry she-panther in the dead of night, the silence, on 1 still days, that is like the thunder of i SOUR STOMACH IS > CAUSED BY ACIDS >' I I Says We Must Keep Feet Dry, Avoid Exposure, Eat No Sweets Stay off the damp ground, avoid ex- ' iposure, keep feet dry, eat no sweets of any kind for a while, drink lots of water and above all take a spoonful ’ of Jad Salts occasionally to help keep down uric and toxic acids. ' Rheumatism is caused by poison 'toxins, called acids, which are generated in the bowels and absorbed into the blood. It is the function of the | kidneys to filter this acid from the I blood and cast it out in the urine. The ' : pores of thb skin are also a means of freeing the blood of this impurity. In damp and chilly, cold weather the skin | litres are closed, thus fording the kid[neys to do double work; they become weak and sluggish -and fail to eliminate this poison, which keeps accumulating and circulating through the system, eventually settling in the joints and muscles, causing stiffness, soreness and pain, ctilled rheumatism. At the first twinge of rheumatism get from any pharmacy about four ounces of Jad Salts; put a tablespoonful in a glass of water and drink before breakfast each morning for a , week. This is helpful to neutralize ' aciil'-ty. remove body waste also to i stimulate the kidneys, thus helping, to rid the blood of these rheumatic poisons. i Jad Salts is Inexpensive, and is made from the acid of grapes and lemon juice, combined with lithia, and is used with excellent results by thousands of folks who are subject to rheumatism.

many guns — all these had lost their power to shrivel her soul. Her Prince Charming had found her, oven on the crest of Bogus, and all was well with* Ihe world, CHAPTER fill.. Having dispatched the much relieved Mrs. King to the outside world, Anthony Garland rode back to his new ranger station and found awaiting him on the porch none other than John Thurlow. "He's too anxious," Garland thought, "too precipitate. thought he wiys smarter than that.” Aloud he greeted his visitor with no outward evidence of surprise at finding Thurlow there. "How are things over at Dogwood Flats. Mr. Thu Now?" he queried, in the sheer manufacture of aimless conversation. “1 don't know. I'm not at Dogwood any more, Garland. I've resigned my job with the Hercules people." "The way some folks throw good jobs away beats nty time," Garland reeled humorqusly. “I suppose you've got a better one." “No, I'm bone idle." "Well, I dare say you have something better in view.” “I hope so. Ht'll have to be a pretty poor job or it will be better than the one I've had.” “But /it's gossip hereabouts that you're n twelve-thonsand-dollar-a-year man." j "No, twenty-five thousand. But that isn't enough money to pay me to sit in on a conspiracy to rob a lone orphan girl. I'm not that hard up—sp I quit.” “Are you referring, by any chance, I to Monica Dale?” "I am — and you knew I was. I haven’t been fooling you for a split second. Garland.” "Much obliged for the compliment. I wouldn't be surprised if you’re more than half right. The Hercules people want that hill section of Uncle Charley Canfield's and they want Bob Mason's Honey Valley just below it to impound their debris when they wash down the hill. You offered Uncle Charley a hundred and fifty thousand dollars for the property. Y’ou knew it was worth much more.” Thurlow grinned sheepishly. "Dealing with Uncle Charley, who was on his last legs and couldn’t use the money anyhow, was a greal deal different from dealing with you as the representative of Monica Dale's interests. If I could have bought that property from Uncle Charley direct I would have made three hundred and fifty thousand dollars for myself on the turnover.” "It's different now,” Garland told

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him simply. “Those are the same sad tidings I conveyed to Henry Jethroe on my recent visit tu San Francisco, Mr. Garland. I told Hie chief he'd have you to deal with now and that when he was ready to close with you, representing the Canfield eslalo or Miss I Dale, he would have Io make a noise i like a million dollars." Tony Garland's inquisitive eyebrow ■ went up. "And did ihe mighty Jethroe lend an attentive and sympathetic ear to that suggestion, Thurlow?" "Oh yes. Os course the new deal I upsets all his cherishe<l plans to buy the property from me, after I had bought II from Uncle Charley, and sell it to the Hercules Company at ■ 'a profit of a half a qiilllon dollars. A! little matter of gouging his fellow stockholders is a little matter to Jethroe. However, when he discovers he cannot deal personally he will buy the. property for the company. “1 tried to get him to agree to have ' the company entg]; Into an agreement of purchase with the estate now, but he shied oft. 1 thought he would. lie wants to prowl around the proposition; if he can't, go directly through it he'll try to find a wpy over it. under it. or around it. Falling that he’ll run up the white flag." "What leverage did you employ to plant the idea in his mind?" "That will aud Miss Dale's ownership of Honey Valley.” | "Man,” Garland reminded Thurlow, "don't you know I dare not file that, will for probate? It isn't a will, I tell you. Uncle Charley died before he could sign it.” "Well, I signed it for him, didn't

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I? His Intention was all right, wasn't! il, slid didn't he, in the presence of I ■ you, Miss Dale, and two reputable wit-' I flosses, acknowledge it at Ins i.i I will’ and testament, and ask his friends then and lhere present to wltqiess it? Stlpose he didn't sign It. I "The will was all written out ready, to bo signed, aud I'nble Charley hail given it to his approval, hadn't he? j Won't take a chance and file the! will I signed, provided the witnesses' will sign it, too? I'd do thht much I for her," ho added simply. “I'd do ft, too, if il was worth while. But 1' Isn't. One of the witnesses Is an escaped convict, Bob Mason, ami I fear the judge would ]ook ( upo

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! askance. The other wlttmss Is Sheriff ' Bentley, and B( ntley has a certain iieveren.e for his oath of office. Tbo ’ law Is his niistre . Although,” Gari land added, "I in rftilf inclined to believerfhe man would forget the law in the inteersts of abstract justice. e»io right laze Peter H. Kyne by h i ranm-meiit with King Features Syndicate. Inc (TO liE lIIVIIWIUn NOTICE The Junior choir of the Reformed , church will not hold ft.- tegular meeti ing tonight. Members are urged to • note the postponmeut.

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