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BEGIN HERE TODAY Freed from prison because he suffered with amnesia. BEN DARBY leaves for the Yugra River with EZRA MELVILLE an old friend to whom he is paroled. The two go to take possession of a rich claim left by the dead prospector. HIRAM MELVILLE, who had written on his death bed for his brother Ezra to come. JEFFERY NEILSON and his two followers, Ray Brent and CHAN HEMINWAY plan to steal the Melville claim before Ezra can arrive. BEATRICE, beautiful daughter of Neilson. is loved by Ray Brent, but -she detests him. When Ben and Ezra arrive in the north woods. Darby's memory suddenly is restored. On i the way to Snowy Gulch. Ben and • Ezra meet a frontiersman who tells Ezra that the Neilson gang is already at the Melville claim. Keeping this knowledge from Ben. Ezra suggests that Darby go to Snowy Gulch to call for Fenris. pet of Hiram Melville. Ezra goes alone toward his brother's claim. At Snowdy Gulch. Ben calls for Fenris and finds him to be a wolf who has just broken loose and is about to spring upon a girl standing in his pathway. Ben seems to possess some secret power over the wolf and succeeded in auieting him instantly. Beatrice Neilson. the rescued girl, travels with Ben to join her father. On his arrival at the Yaga River. Ben can find no trace of Ezra, so he calls upon Fenris to aid him in the search. GO ON WITH THE STORY "He’s my buddy, old boy, and I want you to find him for me.” Ben went on, more patiently. He searched his pockets, drawing out at last the copy of the letter Ezram had given him that morning, and, because the old man had carried It for many days, it could still convey a message to the keen nose of the wolf. He put it to the animal’s nostrils, then pointed away into the darkness. Fenris followed the motion with his eyes; and presently his long body stiffened. Ben watched him, fas cinated. Then the wolf sniffed at the paper again and trotted away into the night. In one leap Ben was on his feet following him. The wolf turned once, saw that his master was at his heels, and sped on. They turned up a slight draw, toward the hillside. Fenris halted at the edge of a distant thicket. The cold sweat sprang out on Ben’s forehead, and he broke

into a headlong run.

EZRAM HAD BEEN SHOT. MURDERED BY' THE MEN WHO HAD JUMPED HIS CLAIM.

“Ezram!” he called, a curious throbbing quality in his voice. “Are you there, Ez? It’s merr-Ben.” Together, the man and the wolf, they crept on into the thicket. They halted at last before a curious shadow in the silvered covert. Ben knew at once he had found his ancient comrade. He aaid Ezram had their last laugh together. He lay very sail, the moonlight ensllvering his droll, kindly face

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—sleeping so deeply that no human voifce could ever waken him. An ugly rifle wound yawned darkly at his temple. For a long time Ben sat beside the dead body of his old counselor and friend as a child might sit among flowers. His mind began to work clear again; h” began to understand. Ezram had been shot, murdered bv the men who had jumped his claim. His mind naturally fell N to Ezram’s parting advics to him. “I've only got one decent place to keep things safe, and that ain’t so all-fired decent,” the old man had told him. “1 always put 'em down my bootleg, between the sock and the leather. If T ever get shuffled off. all of a sudden, I want you to look there careful." Still with the same deathly pallor he crept over the dead leaves to Ez ram’s feet. His hands were perfectly steady as he unlooped the laces, one after another, and quietly pulled oft the right boot. In the hoot leg. just as Ezram had promised, Ben founA i scrap of white paper. He spread it on his knee, anl unfolded it with care. He felt in bis rocket for a match The match cracked, inordinately loud in the si'ence. and his eyes followed the script. Ezram had been faithful to the last; To Whom It May Concern: In case of my death I leave all I die possessed of including my brother Hiram’s claim near Yuga River to m.” pard and buddy. Ben Darby. EZRA MELVILLE. The document was as formal as Ezram could make it. with a carefully drawn seal, and for all Its quaint weeding, it was a will to stand in anv court. But Ezram had not be°r. able to hold his dignity for long. He had added a postscript: Son, old Hiram made a will, and I guess I can make one too. I just found out about them devils that jumped our claim. I left you back there at the river because I didn’t want you taking any dam fool risks till I found out how things lay. I just got one thing to ask. if them devils get me—get them. My life ain’t worth much but I want you to make them pay for the little it is worth. Never stop till you've done it. “Fenris, Fenris’’’ he breathed. “We’ve got to make them pay. And we must not stop till we’re done." It was more than a command. It had the quality of a row. And now, as they knelt, eyes looking into eyes, it was like a pagan rite in the ancient world.

PART TWO The Wolf Man CHAPTER VIII The Claim .lumpers Asa wolf might plan a hunt in the forest, Ben planmd his war against Neilson and his subordinates. Ifknew perfectly that he must not attempt open warfare. It was not his aim to give his foes the least chance to fight back. The best way of all, of course, was to strike indirectly at them, perhaps thrOTJgh someone they loved. Soon perhaps, he would see the way. And when Beatrice was asleep, N'eilson stole down the moonlit moose trail and joined his men. “I’ve brought news.” he said. “What's your news?" Ray's voice harshened, possessing a certain qua! ity of grim !e\ity. “I guess old Hiram’s brother hasn't come to life again, has he?” “That’s what I came to see you about tonight.” Neilson paused, for the sake of suspense. "Beatrice came up tonight, as agreed, and she had a prospector with her —and he knew old Hiram’s brother.” “He doesn’t seem to be a close friend of this old man: he just scorns' to have met up with him at the river, and the old man steered him up here. He asked me where the old man’s claim was, and said he wanted to .0 over and see him. He was taking Hiram's wolf and his gun up to him. I told him I hadn't heard of the claim, that it must lie farther inside, and I think I put it over. There’S one thing we can do—and that quick.” “And what’s that?” “Start Chan off tomorrow to the office in Bradleyburg and record this rluini in our names. We've waited too long already." “Ray, you're talking like a man now,” Neilson agreed. “You and I stay here and work away, innocent as can he. on the claim. Chan, put that bottle away and get to bed. Take the trail down first thing to morrow. Then we can laugh at all the prospectors that want to come.” Soon after the break of dawn Ben put his pick and shovel on his shoulder and leisurely walked up the creek past Ray’s cabin. The vivid morning light only revealed the crime in more dreadful detail. Slowly, laboriously, with little, outward sign of the emotion that rent his heart, he dug a shallow grave. He threw the last clod anij stood looking down at the upturned earth. “Sleep good, old Ez," he murmured in simple mass for the dead. “I'll do what you said.’’ Ben worked his way down through the thickets toward Jeffery Neilson's cabin. The river flowed quietly here, a still stretch that afforded, safe boating. He suddenly drew up short at the sight of a light, staunch canoe on the open water. It was a curious fact that he noticed the craft itself before ever he glanced at its occupant. He realized that this boat afforded him means of traversing this great waterbody, certainly should be a factor in the forthcoming conflict. The boat had evidently been the property of Hiram Melville. Then he noticed, with a strang, inexplicable leap of his heart, that its lone occupant was Beatrice Neilson. His eye kindled at the recognition, and the beginnings of a smile flashed to his lips. But at once remembrance came to him, crushing his joy as the heel crushes a tender flower. The girl was of the enemy camp, the daughter of the leader of the triumvirate of murderers. While she herself could have had no part in the crime, perhaps she already had guilty knowledge of it. and at least she was of her father's hated blood. must simulate frienAiip. He

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lifted his hat in answer to her gay signal. With sure, steady strokes she pushed the craft close to the little board landing where Ben stood. She reached up to him, and in an instant was laughing—at nothing in particular but the fun of\ife—at his side. The man glanced once at Fenris. spoke in command, then turned to the girl. "All rested from the tide, I see,” he began easily.

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"l never get tired.” she responded. She glanced at the tools in his anus. “I suppose you’ve found a dozen rich lodes already thia morning.” “Only one.” He smiled, significantly, into her eyes. Because she was a forest girl, unused for flattery, the warm color grew in her brown cheeks. "And how was paddling? The water looks still enough from here.” ‘‘lt’s not as still as it looks, but it is easy going for a half-mile each

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way. If you aren't an expert boatman, however—l hardly think—l'd try It.” “Why not? I’m fair enough with a canoe, of course—but it looks safe as a lake." "But it isn’t,’’ She paused. "Listen with those keen ears of yours, Mr. Darby. Don’t you hear anything?” Ben did not need particularly keen ears to hear; the far-off sound of surging waters reached him with en-

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tire clearness. He nodded. “That's the reason.” the girl went on. “If something should happen—and you’d get carried around the bend—a little farther than you meant to go—you'd understand. And we wouldn’t see .any more of Mr. Darby around these parts.” His eyes glowed, and he fought off with difficulty a great preoccupation that seemed to be Battling over him. Continued in Our Next Issue)

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UNEMPLOYMENT IS AT LOWEST EBB By United Press WASHINGTON. June 14.—The whole country is working, with unemployment at lta lowest level for

THURSDAY, JUNE 14,1923

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twelve months, the United States L*v% bor Department reported today in Its monthly survey of labor conditions. Analysis of the sectional survey given out by the department shows the farm labor shortage Is Increasing, having become acute in some sections; that industrial labor is generally working full time, and In some cases overtime, and that unskilled labor has been very largely absorbed by road building nd slmiinj. tim.