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The girl recoiled In horror. The un
natural father strained his glazing
eyes toward the daughter his thought
had outraged; a cry muttered up out
of his chest and brought with It a gush
of froth and Mood; he stiffened: his
face tightened horribly; he fell heavy
againtn the arms of the sheriff—dead.
The girl turned away from the grue
some sight, stole a half faltering
glance at the bewildered face of the
I'earllumter. threw herself down by the
side of the couch and bowed her face
upon the old man's bosom.
"Unsay It, Daddy! Oh. Daddy, un
say it:"
He softly stroked her hair with his
great, gaunt hand.
"It's the truth. Dotty, and can't be
unsaid. But you owe him no respect—
a parent only, never a fatln>r. lie de
serted you. and killed your mother—
In ways unspeakable killed her—a
woman of the' high blood of the
Dawns." He fumbled the picture up
off his breast, held It before his face
a moment, laid It back. "God!" he
groaned. "The ruin ho wrought! For
years I searched for her"—he spoke
the name la reverence, "and you. my
son."
His hand found Its way back into
the I'earlhunter's; his eyes strained
hard toward the face bending over
him.
They seemed hungry to know many
things—the twenty years of wander
ing; the death of the woman of the
picture; how the young man came to
be Just tiere; of his wounded arm.
But with the steady courage of a sol
dier who knew the end was near, he
put them by. and droi>i>ed his eyes to
the girl's hair.
•"Your grandfather. Potty, old God
frey Dawn, cast your mother off when
she married Martin Iledmond. Alone,
and dying In poverty ami want, she
sent for me at last." The girl was
crying softly. He stopped, put his
arm about her and drew her close. "1
had the privilege—and honor—of mak
ing her last hours less terrible. She
died without—seeing you. You were
thriv years old when I gave up the
search, left everything In the hands
of my good friend. Judge Kskridge,
and came up here to lose myself In
these vast woods along the Wafiash,
a present from General Jackson."
His eyes closed wearily. He lay
so still, and the pallor on Ids face was
so ghastly that the Pearlhunter bent
anxiously over him. Km the heavy
lids presently unclosed; the voice,
queer and hoarse from long disuse,
and noticeably growing weaker, fal
tered on.
"Seven years! It seems only this
morning he shot me! And yet, it
couldn't be, i>r Dotty wouldn't be the
wonderful ■woman she has become, nor
you. my son. the man you are—the man
I was when I led Jackson's rangers.
Hcsper Dawn Ued—" the quavering
voice hesitated. "No. no, let that
name perish with his who disgraced
It. The judge knows, Hesper Dawn;
David Wulf Warbrltton. Both of the
high blood of the Dawns; your moth
ers both luimed I!e-per Dawn, distant
cousins, botli the same name, and both
of tie same high blood. Neither need
you be ashamed, my son, of your name
of Warbritton. It has been more or
less on the tongups of men since the
bravv days of Saxon Harold Share
yuur estate with Dotty. It Is In the
will that you do so. and there's ample
for you hoth. The Judge will know."
T. lie IVurlhunter was ou tlie point
of mentioning the letter—tlie death
of the girl's grandfather, his relenting
his will. But the .faltering voice left
him- no opening.
"My son. you arc a man grown, but
you will not deny your father the
heart hunger of twenty bitter years."
His voice was fast failing: his eyes
strained hrwd to find the I'enrlhuiuer's
face, though he was bending low over
him. The young man read the mean
ing. the twenty years of longing. In
the straining eyes. He knelt down and
laid his face against the old man's
cheek. An arm stole about his neck
and held him close.
A long time the old man lay still,
his right arm around the girl kneeling
at one side of the couch, his left nrm
around the man at the other. So still,
so motionless he lay that the deep
silence became burdened with a heavy
fear. I'lie sheriff at the foot of the
couch bent forward. The Pearlhunter
turned his face, looked and Wowed his
head. The girl raised her eyes, gazed
intently at the placid features, threw
herself across the motionless body
and wept aloud.
The graceful musician, the Intrepid
soldier—was dead.
CHAPTER XV.
The Song of a Thrush. *
Twentieth of June, and the world at
liith tide: the woods lull ,of cradles.
and each cradle housing a lusty baby;
tlit> weak gone back to earth, the lit
that survive beginning to test wing
and claw. Streams and woodland
pools grow languid with millions mat
ing. Each leaf has reached Its maxi
mum of lung expansion. The trees
breathe deep. The forest has settled
down seriously to the business of ful
filling Its promises. Cocoon and chrys
alis have opened and Hung forth their
glittering mysteries. Burnished bodies
and gauzy wings glance and glitter
through yellow sunshine and soft
shade, like flakes of star dust sifting
down out of the sky.
But If the woods have many cradles,
they also have many graves. There
was a new one this placid June evening
at Fallen Rock—a new one beside the
.mo that was almost new. There were
orchids upon them both. A man and
n net ill had together hunted the woods
for them. Only such as they could
have found so many. Only to her fav
orites does nature show the way to her
treasures.
The stanch old f.oss and hard-faced
Hull Masterson were back at their
vats and claui rakes. Billy's grand
mother was staying at the cahlu of
the three gables a few days for com
pany.
The 1'enrlhnnter cmiie from die vli
Inge In the still evening. Along tlit1
dim. slim path through the woods hi
came, against the face of the sunset.
The su ing and spring of a master of
men was in his stride, for he carried
in his pocket a telegram addressed to
a man with a name at last, to David
Wulf Warhritton. Tiie telegram told
of two fortunes awaiting down th<
river, of houses nr.d lands, and advis
ing that Judge Ksliridge was on his
way.
Near the turn of the path he stopped
and stood listening. Tlie sung of a
thrush was charming the silence. Only,
the song carried a certain delicious,
elusive witchery that 110 bird throat
ever knew. He stole along the path,
stopped and stood with bared head.
Upon the flat r<vk at the pool stood
the Wild liose, the tears running down
her face, her Iip< and throat alive with
the magic of song. A lady cardinal
perched upon her shoulder. A kins
cardinal fidgeted and twitched his cresi
on an overhanging twig that almost
brushed her hair. A pair Of shy
thrushes fluttered and flitted in rearh
of her hand. Other birds walked u|
and down near-by branches, or darted
down for a hurried peck at the crumbs
she had scattered over the rock.
The tears drowned the blue; the
song ceased. T!ie birds fluttered away
one by one. The girl bowed her head
and stood with clasped hands, gazing
down at the quiet water.
The man's step roused her. She
turned, and her hands unclasped as If
to reach toward loiu—hiti* instantly
clasped themselves ,-igain. He turned
from the path, stepped out on the rock
ami came to her side. A moment her
eyes met Ids. and then went back to
the placid water, and she stood crying
softly. m
She turned back to him after a time,
a poor little Imlf'drowned smile strug
gled out and brought u suggestion of
the dimples baclj.
"I had to tell themshe said
"It was wonderful I" he answered
very softly, as if his voice might dis
turb the spell of the music before the
echoes had finished carrying It to the
rest of the woods.
The leaves hung motionless, as If
waiting for the sons to start again.
The tinkle of. the rillle where the wa
ter waked up at the lower edge of the
pool came out of tlie silence.
"The telegram came." he went on
after a long time. "It savs"—lie
hesitated, as if pondering the next
words before giving them speech, as
if half dreading to slve tliem speech—
"that Judge Eskridge Is coming for
you."
The words strangely carricd the
girl's thoughts back to a mother driven
forth to die in loneliness and poverty;
to a grave on a hill overlooking the
river, where the hand of a friend had
laid her; to a great, silent house; to
a stern old man relenting in his last
hours—
"I shan't go back with him," she
said. "Some day J'il go back to the
grave on the hill, but not—now."
The man stood weighing the words
in his slow way.
"I shan't either." He patised a mo
ment; went on. "I'm going to tear
down the old cabin at Fallen Rock,
clear out the underbrush, lay out
grounds, and build a house. Why
should I leave Hie Flatwoods? All
that I care for in the world Is here:
my father, my mother, and—you."
Tlie last word came hard for him.
The girl lifted a hurried, shy half
glance to his face; dropped her eyes
again to the quiet water.
"The Blue Mi ■on." he went on, "is—
somehow—well. It oughtn't 40' pnss
from hand to hand for Just—money I
Mother spent her lifo for It. I now
know why." There came a pause. "I'll
never need that five thousand dollars,
and mn.vte Louie Solomon's widow
does. Tve arranged with the sheriff
to send hor the draft, and I've kept
the pearl."
The girl softly clasped her hands
together and looked up at him with
beaming eyes.
"And maybe I'll get to see It, after
all!"
"I think maybe you will!"
He reached Into the pocket of his
blouse, drew out the small velvet box.
raised the lid, lifted the girl's hand,
and laid the Blue Moon In her palm.
The sunset, the green of the leaves,
the glory of m silver-edged cloud float
ing across the sky—the wonderful
gem caught them all, and lay laughing
them up into her face.
"Wild Hose!" Her eyes left the
pearl and rose to his face. What she
saw there brouuht a little catch to her
breath. And there was a note In his
voice that had never been there be
fore. "I reckon there's nobody left
but Just—you, and—me. And noth
ing in the world counts to me bnt—
you. The pear! is your birthday pres
ent."
"It's your birthday, too," she stam
mered, her face bowed and turned
away. "And 1 have no present—"
"The most wonderful a man ever re
ceived ! A Wild Itose—"
He held out his unwounded arm.
His heart had leaped to his eyes. His
voice held the note that makes all
voices musical. The girl lifted her
face—like the dawn of day; her eyes
glorious with the light not of star or
sun; the light It Is given a man but
once to see. Her hands came toward
him, found their way about his neck.
The sunset stole softly through the
hushed branches and touched their
heads, and bound the two together—
the gold and the brown—with a shaft
of living .vnze. A little breeze came
by, lifted a strand of her hair, laid It
across his face and slipped away to
tell the trees.
I THE RNT).]
PROBABLE ORIGIN OF WAGONS
Mankind 8low to Recognlx« the PomI
bility of Quicker Movement by
Meang of Whaled Vehicle*.
Wagons probnbly originated from
rude vehicles dragged on cylindrical
logs, which must toon hav* suggested
the Idea of the axis and the solid
wheel. even now used In remote dis
tricts of Portugal. According to
Mose*. Egypt was the country where
wagons were first used. The Chinese
called the Inventor Hlene-Yuene. The
Greek attributed the Invention to
Eriehthonlus, the fourth king of Ath
ensN Wagons with two wheels may
have been the first constructed, but
Homer mentions four-wheeled wagons,
the Invention of .which was ascribed
to the Phrygians. Much time elapsed
before wagons were used for pleasure
carriages. Moses mentions the war
chariots of I'bnraoh. Theseus is said
to have Introduced chariots among the
Greeks. The Greeks also used two
wheeled chariots, each containing two
persons, one of whom drove while the
other threw spears. The chariots
were open behind and had low
wheels. The Romans used wagons
early and gave different names to
them according to the purpose to
which they were applied, as ear
pentmn, a two-whaeled vehicle used
by the Roman ladles.
"Freshness" Generally Ignorance.
Sometimes freshness takes the form
of familiarity with superiors. Wo may
be created "free and equal." That Is,
we may be crea««> with the hope that
In time we may become free and equal.
Rut ordinarily there is a world of dif
ferent:. between a freshman and a
judge of the Supreme court. The
fresh know It all. They are impatient
of progress and freely tell us what
they are roine to do whan they get
started. The old judge Isn't sure about
many things. He must have time to
secure and digest the evidence. When
he speaks his opinion hwomes a law
to the nation. Yet how presumptuous
in fledglings to begin argument with
those who really know. Still that's
the way of the fresh. It has to be en
dured until It cun be cured.—Ex
change.
Catch Blue Lobster Off
Shore of Massachusetts
Nantucket, Mass.—Capt. Syl
vlii of (he steamboat SanUaty
was ffcesented with a rarity—:H
blue lobster. A fisherman
brought him ashore, much (Sated
over bis rare find, and handed
him over with some pomp ..and
ceremeny. The freak was a deep,
rich navy-blue In color, instead
of the customary green, but,
boiled, he turned red, Just the
same as his ordinary brother.
A resident of Windsor told the po
lice thnt be bought $7,000 worth of
whisky for his own uSe. There was
a time, not so far back, when an ad
mission of that kind would have brand
ed a man a hard drinker.
A DAINTY PURE DESSERT.
For Sunday or Weekday. Dinner,
plan on Ite Cr^am for your dessert.
Strawberry Chocalate and Vanilla
o>r NeWolitftn bricks $1.40 quart de
liverer picked in Ic$- Pb.on# K»lUr
Bros, .'ovr ord«r. ,
Brian! eyes,
rosy cheeks
and red Hps
come from good
digestion.
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aid to the teeth, breath,
appetite and digestion.
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will be destroyed for. ver Many cms •» f
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faces. Hall's Catarrh Mcdleln thru
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—AdY©rti«*Mfint
NOTICE OF ADMINISTRATOR ON FINAL
HEARING
In Court o£ the Commissioner
lor the Terr'tory of Alaska,.
Division No. 1» bofor8 the Hon. J.
J. F. Ward. Ex-OfUco PrODate
JuiUe tttfng 'n Probate, at SkaS
way, Predict.
In tha m*>ler of the Estate or
GeorRe Mowi, deceased.
Notice ,1a nereby sivea by the
(J.rsjsned, admulistrator of th,
tat® of Georse Mowl, deceased, that
a final rePort ,and petition for di^tri
bution ha® b°«n filed ,with the above
Mired Cour(. fry thg Administrator'
of the ahovo named egtate; that the
Court 1s askod to settle such rePorl
dl«tr;buta ;ho ProP®r'y to the 1: i
,i'v.rsons ontu'ed to the same and
di«charBa the administrator, -and th
TLurfday the 23 |day of Decembe
1920, at 2 |p. ni. in the Court R..
Of th« above entlltled Co"rt. has bee
fUto as the ti®e and Placo for th
hearing of «uch final rePort and Pe
til Ion.
Dated at Snasrway this 27th day c
October, 1920.
(Signed)"A. C. Blanchard,
Administrator
First P°bllIcaUon, Oct. 30th. l'J
Flaai piiblllcatien Nov. 27th. 10-"
1 irair
Many a Skagway Reader Will Foel
Grateful for this fnf> rraatton.
If your back givcs cut;.
IJocomcs lanio w<.ak or aching;
| Jf u.tnary troubles set In;
I PcrhaPd your lddneTs are "in a
! bad way".
; Don't delay—us0 Doan's Kidney
nils.
IIer0 's good evidence of their
worth.
Mrs. UeurJ" Larson 9o5 John Adan
stir. On.son City Oro. says;"I haVa
been ciort <less subject to back
ache* fir se'-eral years. It used to
bo so t'-'d 1 couldn't rcst night or da
iWhon 1 was on my feetf a gneat
i deal rr.y lack would acho like a
• tootfi ;>■ h0. I would lay for hoUfS
it night and couldn't get to slee11
on account of the constant Pain on
; my kidneys. My kidneys wero
I'.'cry 'rr'Rular and at times acted
•too froely. I felt all Piayed out
and lnt! uo ambition to do anything
Tli0 ler.st exe't!on mad0 nio tired
and nervous. fc'inc0 I have been
trking i;-oan"s Kidney Tills my back
feels stronge*" and my kidneys act
more naturally. I havo found
(Qoan'.j Kidney Pills beneficial in
every way and can recommcnd them
to anybody as a remedy of merit."
Prlo COc. at all tfealfys. Don't
i simply ask for a kidney remedy —
; (ret Down's Kideny Pills — the
sam0 t!' 't Mrs. Larcon had. Fost
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TIME TABLE NO. 46
Tuesday and Friday.
5s. 1, N. Bounci
1st Cl*i»
8:80 a. m. Leaves
11:00 a. m;
12:40 P. m.
2:10 p. m.
4:30 p. m.
SKAGWAY
WHITE PASS
BENNETT
CARCnOSS
WHTTEHORSE
No.
ArrWa
LeiTso
a, 8. Bouno
1st C1»s«
3:45 p. m.
2:10 P. m.
l£:-!5 P. m.
10:55 a. m.
8:30 a. m.
Passengers must be at depot 'ii t'uie to nave oassase ih i
pected and checked. Inspection !» stopped 30 m'nutee before I
leaving time of trains.
150 pound8 of Baggage w'' checlred free with each full
fare fcket and 75 pound* srltn eaah half fare t'cket.