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BEGIN HEBE TODAY HTAN BALL SCCUMS ASPER n*LO, timber kin*, of crooked practice and of ordering men shot who are sent to check op on his activities. Ball says he Is making a check. elo savs he personally will prevent U J 7D0 Pj,*! vl !}* D ' lo ' office. Ball saves £ONA Delo s daughter, from kidnapers. het hU nam * *• STANLEY BLACK. DUDLEY WINTERS. In love with Dona, goes with her to Three Rivers to set pelo to give up the fight with Boil. bc tries to marry Dona and gets the ce title ate signed. n iPf!?. A* ambuaed and wounded badly. SWERGIN. Delo’a hard timber boss, *oies Ball for the ambush and for the killing of a ranger. • Dudley has taken to riding In the hills muntlng Ball. Dona tells her father she na* married Dudley and shows the certificate. in an attempt to get him away. Ball comes In for food and hears of the supposed marriage. He Is surrounded by a posse. Dona rides out and sees him escaping She shoots him and he fakes a wound, capturing her. He takes her to his cave hideout. Swergtn finds the cave while Ball Is out and captures him upon his return. Hr takes Bail to a cabin and sends for men. Dona is sent on ahead while the men plan a lynching. The men get the rope ready while Ball Atoll* as best he can. Dona escapes from a man sent with her and returns. She frees Ball and he take* her with him. In a tight place with men around them. Ball sends Dona j In with his mare. •l Dona promises to have his horse out of camp for him that night. Dona arranges with the corral boss to have the ms re ready. Dona delivers the horse, but Dudley follow* her and shoots at Ball. Ball escape* and Dona promises to do anything Dudley asks. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE (Continued.) He let her cling to his arm going down the hill and finally he spoke. “I suppose you want me to lie about this business?” he said deliberately. “Wouldn’t it bs better for both of us?” Dona asked simply. “I’ll do it,” Dudley promised suddenly. “But I’m to have some say Around here from now on.” Dona pressed his arm. “You may have all the say from now on,” she promised. They walked on in silence for a space. “I'll hold you to that promise tomorrow,” Dudley declared, almost gruffly. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX PEACE seemed to have descended upon Three Rivers camp and the slopes of Folly mountain. Men trailed in and out of camp with rifles ready, but the zest of the hunt Was gone. All of them agreed that Stan Ball must have slipped through their lines and made his escape. Swergin sent out a sheaf of telegrams to sheriffs in the surrounding countries, giving a description of Ball and pasting rewards for his capture dead or alive. Dona seemed quieter and stayed close to camp. She was beginning to feci the old dread of marrying Dudley. He either sensed this or had some plan of his own on foot, for he did not urge her and two days passed Uneventfully. Asper delayed their return to the city. He rode every day, but did not go far, because of a weakness that . set in when he exerted himself. Llfie doctor told him that he was ■reaping the reward for his reckless J conduct while the wound still was in bad shape. Asper grunted and showed the medic his office door, so that after that he was free from the bother of daily examinations. Dudley rode daily into the hills. He, alone, insisted that Ball would not leave Folly mountain, that he still was in hiding there. He argued this with Swergin and the timber boss always wound up by saying, “He’s gone, but any day may see him back.” Dona smiled at these discussions. She knew Stan Ball was miles away from Three Rivers, for he had given her his promise. Asper came in one day, stamping up on the porch where Dona was sunning herself. He stood tower-

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ing above her with a frown on his face. “Why don’t you take a ride? That roan will be plumb spoiled, standing around eating the extra oats Malloy feeds him.” There was real concern in Asper's voice. There was another matter he wanted to ask Dona about, but he could not bring himself to the point of putting it into words. He was woiTied because he feared Dona and Dudley had had a quarrel. He could not understand Dudley’s riding out alone every day and leaving his wife.” a a a DONA smiled up at her father. “I’m Just resting, Dad.” She knew her father wanted to ask why she didn’t ride with Dudley.

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“Postofficitis” LAFAYETTE, Ind., Oct. 25.—1f any one asked Will R. Wood, Republican Second district congressman, what was his principal ailment in this campaign, he would, if truthful, answer “postofficitis.” This dread disease attacks only congressmen who have contractor friends to favor, they tell me. In this instance. Wood not only had a friend to favor, but he also had to turn down a henchman of Senator James E. Watson. And this Watsonite, James I. Barnes of Logansport, carries a great deal of political weight in the Second district. So Wood, in addition to all his other campaign headaches, has to worry about just how long a knife Barnes will wield against him Nov. 8. It started out with the congressman desiring to favor his home town, Lafayette, with anew postoffice. The idea was great and the whole town turned out to back Wood in his fight. It wasn’t much of an effort, however, because as the chairman of the all-powerful appropriations committee of the national house of representatives, the congressman got his postoffice at his first request. And that’s funny in itself, when it is recalled how hard Wood has worked to build up a myth which pictures him as the “watchdog of the treasury.” a a a • Without much effort, Lafayette got anew postoffice. Then came the trouble. Back home here, the congressman has a warm friend in the cohtracting business, A. E. Kemmer, who felt that he ought to get the $350,000 contract. Over at Logansport was Barnes, who, although he had sunk his teeth into the juicy contract for the South Bend federal building, felt his mouth water at the thought of the Lafayette contract. Kemmer went to work on Wood, and Barnes went to work on Watson, who, surprisingly enough, always seems tcuhave taken a deep interest in getting lucrative contracts for Barnes. Well, on the first letting Barnes was low and Kemmer couldn’t get unde?'the wire. A second letting was ordered and again Barnes was low; and then the specifications on the postoffice were changed and they tell me a precedent was set when a Lafayette architect was hired to do the changing. The principal alteration, they tell

“Dudley rides a lot,” he suggested shortly. “Dud and I had an argument about riding when we first came here.’* Dona smiled. “I rode off and left him a couple of times, you remember.” There was a mischievous light in her eyes. Asper smiled grimly. “Just the same, he's a cool one for anew husband.” . “Dudley, is going to be all right,” Dona assured him. In her heart she knew that Dudley was going to be the typical society husband. Now that he was sure he could force her to marry him at any hour he wanted, he was in no hurry. Asper shook his head. Suddenly he bent and raised the girl’s chin

me, was in the location of the windows. Postmaster J. Delmar Bartlett, appointed by Wood and brother of John H. Bartlett, lately assistant postmaster-general, may have had something to do with all this changing, but anyhow there was ordered anew letting. To the unpleasant surprise of Messrs. Kemmer and Barnes, a contractor from Chicago Heights, Joe Tinteri, was awarded the juicy contract on a low bid. Out of the twenty-two contracts which were sublet by Tinteri, nineteen went to non-residents of Lafayette and of the large number of workmen employed in erecting, the postoffice, never more than fifteen resided in this city. Tinteri and his subcontractors added insult to injury by purchasing all their materials, with* the exception of some rough lumber, outside of Lafayette. So the new postoffice is no thing of pure and unalloyed joy to the citizens of this community. Because of the changing of specifications and sparring over bidding, the contract was lost to the community. Outside men got the contractural leavings and nonresidents were employed. Naturally, this isn’t helping Wood in Lafayette. In addition to this, Oliver N. Pierce, wealthy grocer of this city, ranted a storeroom to the government, under the aegis of Wood, as a temporary postoffice for S6OO a month; and a few months later Pierce came cut for Durgan and they tell me aided the latter’s campaign coffers. So if you ask Wood what causes that pained expression he wears today, he would have to answer “postofficitis.”

BY BRUCECATTON ’

THE food that the cooks of Maryland cook is famous up and down all the land as very good food. Cookery has been carried to one of its finest peaks of perfection in the Free State, and those "of us who live outside the state borders often cast envious eyes on the luckjr people to whom Maryland cookery is an every-day affair. These thing being so, a fat book entitled ‘“Eat, Drink and Be Merry in Maryland.’” by Frederick P. Siteff, ought to fill, as they used to say, a long-felt want. In it Mr. Sti^ff has presented most of the redipes which have made Maryland cooking famous. You can learn here, for instance, just how the experts cook chicken ala Maryland—can learn, in fact, that in Maryland they drop the “a la” and simply call it chicken Maryland. You can learn to prepare fish, oysters, clams, terrapin—if you can get hold of any; how to make omelets, and Brunswick stew (which is really a Georgia dish, isn’t it?) and sweet potato pie, and a lot of other very good things. These recipes, by the way, are very old and time-tested. All date back a century or more. Mr. Stieff gives the origin of each, and .the book is filled with pictures of old inns and manor houses where the delightful dishes originated. If you believe in being kind to your stomach, you’ll find the book well worth reading. Published by Putnam's;, it sells for s3s

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so that she could look straight into her eyes. V "Remember, D., this family never has gone for these new-fangled wrinkles. Your mother and I never allowed we'd have a divorce in the family.” He was so serious that Dona laughed outright. “With me it’s for keeps,” she smiled. Jumping up, she slipped her slender arms around her father’s neck and hugged him. She wanted to let herself go and sob in his arms, but pride kept her from it. Asper patted her arms with rough tenderness. “You come to your old dad when you get glum. I’ve plenty of time to ride with you.” He held her away at arm's length. “Everything is fixed ready for our trip down out of this country. We’ll start tomorrow ni&ht, to miss the heat in the dessert.”

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“I’ll be all packed and ready to go,” Dona promised. A few minutes later Dudley appeared. He had been poking around the corrals. Dona met him with a smile and he patted her hand absently, then went to his room. When he returned, she told him they were to leave the next night. Dudley did not seem particularly enthusiastic. “Sure, I can get ready,” he grunted. “This afternoon I’m going to side with you as a last goodby to Folly mountain.” Dona suddenly wa eager to go out again over the trails where she had met such exciting adventures but a few days past. Dudley lighted a cigaret and puffed at it before he spoke. “How about going at 1?” “Fine. I’ll be ready and well take

a real ride!” Dona patted his arm playfully. m • a THAT afternoon they rode into the high country. Dudley cautioned her to be careful and to let him lead the way. He insisted that Ball still was lying low and waiting to finish the job he had started. Dona only laughed at that. “This is my last ride. Dud. and I want to go the way I like best. I want to ride up the Pass Creek trail clear to the rim.” She smiled eagerly across at him. Dudley suddenly was willing to let her have her way and they cantered along at a brisk rate. The roan was so full of life that Dona had to keep pulling him in to make his pace fit that of Dudley’s horse. Dona had a plan in the back of her head, but she did not tell Dud-

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ley about it She wanted to visit the cave high under the rim of the '.ountain. It was not a trip for anything shcexpected to find there, but she had a longing for one last look inside the place. So she led Dudley up the mountain ard along the rim. At the slash in the rim rock where the hidden entrance began she halted and looked back at Dudley. “I am about to take you into a bandit's cave,” she called. Dudley looked worried and adjusted his holster carefully. “Do you think we/ ought to go poking in there?” he asked doubtfully*. “ Bali is a thousand miles from here,” Dona laughed and headed the roan into the tangle of brush that hid the entrance. Dudley crowded close upon her heels and they sopn emerged on the

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grassy ledge. Dudley looked around and whistled softly. “Ball sure had an eye for seclusion.” Dona slid from her saddle and poi ited to the mouth of the cave. “Have you matches?” Dudley produced a pocket flashlight and dismounted stiffly. The pace she had set had made him a little tight in the joints. ‘‘lll lead the way.” he said with a Jerk at his gun. m a m INTO the cave they went. Dudley's caution made her smile. He flashed the light into every crevice and along the ceiling and walked with a wary tread. Dona fell into his mood and moved soundlessly after him. (To Be Continued)

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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