sae^ispisBeeeBBRggsfes «T -w j2 Jj?£ a INTERNATIONAL FALLS PRESS, SEPTEBER 18,1919 1 must have fallen sound asleep at last, for when I opened my eyes the sun was shining brightly low down over the Riviere d'Or. The door of $525 $625 the tent stood open and Jacqueline F. 0. B. FACTORY was not^inside. With the remembrance Of my dream still confusing reality I ran toward the treos, shouting for her in fear. "Jacqueline! Jacqueline!" I oaMori. TOURING CAR TOURINGjCAR Fhe was coming towsml m?. She -."v took me by the arm. "Paul!" she began with quivering lips. "Paul.!" Announcing the 1920 Ford She led me into the recessos of the pines. There, in a little open place, Golden °f With Electric Starter and Lights also 30x3 1-2 Jp*1/btor Rousseau RiVCT tires all round and demountable rims *3 Copyright W. G. Chapman THE GAR OF THE HOUR So passed mree nays anil nights. The fourth short day drew toward SYNOPSIS. its end a little after four o'clock. I remember that we camped late, for CHAPTER I—Paul Hewlett, loitering at night in Madison square. New York, is the sun had already dipped to the level approached by an Eskimo dog, which horizon and was casting black, milelong •eems desirous of attracting his attention. He follows the animal to Daly's gambling shadows across the snow. place. As he reaches the house a girl I hammered in the pegs and built a •merges, evidently in a state of great agitation, who displays a large amount of fire with dry boughs, collecting a quantity moiiey. She is the owner of the dog. of wood sufficient to last until She is attacked by two men, who seek to force her into an automobile. Paul, morning. Then Jacqueline made tea with the dog's help, drives them away, and, the girl telling him she has no and we ate our supper and crept into friends in the city, he takes her to his our sleeping bags and lay down. rooms. She is bewildered and all he can learn from her is that her name is Jacqueline. I could not still my mind. The uncertainty He- leaves her in his rooms. ahead of us, the knowledge of Leroux behind tried me sorely, and CHAPTER II—Puzzling over the situation, Paul walks for a time, but a presentiment only Jacqueline's need sustained my Our allotment has been increased and shipments that she is in danger sends nim back to his home. There he finds a man courage. dead, stabbed, and believes Jacqueline to As I was on the point of dropping have killed him. She is in a semi-stupor, are coming through every day. We can give you and is unable to remember anything. asleep I heard a lone wolf howl from afar, and Instantly the pack took up CHAPTER III—Hewlett carries the the cry. One of the dogs, a great, dead man down the fire escape and leaves prompt delivery. Our best driving season is now him In a little-used back yard. From the tawny beast who led them, crept name of the maker, on the dog's collar, toward me and put his head down by he gathered that they came from Quebec and determines to take her there. mine, whimpering. The rest roamed All Were Dead. on, summer and fall. Ask us about our dollar a ceaselessly about the fire, answering CHAPTER IV—After banking her clustered together upon the grov.r, money they visit a store, where Jacqueline the wolf's challenge with deep, wolflike makes some purchases necessary for were the bodies of our dogs. All \vv day time payment plan Car works for YOU and baying. the journey. There Paul meets a man dead. known to him as Simon Leroux, who evidently I drew my pistols from the pockets knows Jacqueline and believes Jacqueline sank down of my fur coat. It was pleasant to Hewlett does also. Leroux evidently is pays for ITSELF. Come In. ground and sobbed as though her an enemy of Jacqueline, and Paul evades handle them. They gave me assurance. hixn and with the girl starts for Quebec. would break. I stood there wnt'-h!n We were two fugitives in a land my brain paralyzed by the shock .. CHAPTER V—They travel as brother where every man's hand might be "Jewett's Want to See You" and sister and on reaching Quebec Paul the discovery. against us, but at least I had the seeks the maker of the dog's collar, hoping Then I went back to the sle!crh. oa through him to learn something of means to guard my own. a Jacqueline identity. There he meets priest, Pere Antoine. The priest tells him Jacqueline glided out of the tent piled. I noticed that it had a i':rn! Jacqueline is the daughter of Charles Duchaine, and knelt beside me, putting her arms a recluse, and is married. slightly aromatic odor. I flung r!: about the dog's neck and her head "wett C. W. iJe Co, Inc. hard masses aside and scooped up "CHAPTER VMText day" Paul arranges upon Its furry coat. The dogs loved a with OftPtnn Dubois to sail for St. IkuhR powdery substance with my Boniface, from which point they can her and she seemed always to understand Mycology had been a hobby of travel by sleigh to the Duchaine chateau, their needs. leaving Dubois Paul Is attacked and left mine, and it was easy to reoogni/.o International Falls, Minnesota Telephone IS unconscious In the street. "Paul, there Is something wrong what that substance was. with them," she said, her hand still caressing CHAPTER VII—Recovering consciousness It was the amanita, the deadliest Paul goes to the hotel and finds the mane of the great beast, Jacqueline has left with a man who and most widely distributed of the who looked at her with pathetic eyes. claimed to be a friend. Distracted, he AND THE FOLLOWING DEALERS fungi, and the direst of all vegetable hastens to Dubois' boat, where he finds "What Is wrong with them, Jacqueline?" Jacqueline, whom Dubois had rescued by poisons to man and beast alike. The a clever trick. C. W. JWETT CO., Inc Bemidji, Minnesota I asked. alkaloid which it contains takes effect She raised her head and looked sadly J. M. REED Blackduck, Minnesota only some hours after its Ingestion, at me. "It is I, Paul," she answered. CHAPTER VIII. when it has entered the blood streams LATTERELL HARDWARE CO KeUiher, Minnesota and begun its disintegrating action Dreams of the Night. "You Jacqueline?** H. W. LESEMAN Northome, Minnesota npon the red corpuscles. The dogs "Yes, it Is I!" she cried with sud Jacqueline and I were together, the must have partaken of it on the preceding ARROLINE LIVERY & GARAGE Gemmell, Minnesota den, passionate vehemence. "It is I only human beings within a score of afternoon. HARDING & DUGAS Cass Lake, Minnesota who am wrong and have brought miles. We were seated side by side I knew this was Leroux's work. He trouble on you. Paul, I do not even In the sleigh at which the dogs pulled GEO. A. JOHNSON Grygla, Minnesota had tricked me again. I was mad with know how you came into my life, nor steadily. anger. I meant to kill the man now, LESLIE REIMER Gonvick, Minnesota who I am, nor anything that happened The mystery of Jacqueline's rescue and without mercy. I would be as unscrupulous to me at any time before you brought by# Captain Dubois had been a simple as he. He would be In this me to Quebec, except that my home one. The young man with the mustache place by the afternoon I would wait Is there." She pointed northward. was a certain Philippe Lacroi^ for him outside the trail. My pistols— "Who am I? Jacqueline, you say. The well known to Dubois, a member of a Subscribe for The Press Jacqueline was looking up into my name means nothing to me. I am a good family but of dissolute habits— face in terror. The sight of her recalled woman without a past or future, a Just such a one as Leroux found It me to my senses. Leroux afterward—first shadow that falls across your life, convenient to attach to his political my duty to her! Paul. And I could perhaps remember, fortunes by timely financial aid. "Paul! What Is the matter, Paul?" but I know—I know—that I must There was no doubt that he had mm she cried. "I never saw you look like never remember." been In New York with Leroux, and that before." I took her hand in mine. "Dear that they had hatched the plot to kidnap I calmed myself and led her away, Jacqueline," I answered, "it is best to Jacqueline after I had been struck and presently we were standing before forget these things until the time down. the fire again. comes to remember them. It will Fortunately for us, Lacroix, Ignorant, "Jacqueline," I said, "it Is easier to come, Jacqueline. Let us be happy as was Leroux himself, that the go on than to'turn back now." till then. Do you not remember anything two ships had exchanged roles and duties, She watched me like a lip reader. about your home, Jacqueline?" took Jacqueline aboard tjie "Yes, Paul let us go on," she answered. She clapped her hands to her head Sainte-Vierge, where Captain Dubois, and gave a little terrified cry. who was watching In anticipation of So we went on. But our journey "I—think—so," she murmured. "But just such a scheme, seized him and was to be very different now. There I dare not remember, Paul." 0 marched him at pistol point to the was no possibility of taking much baggage "I have dreamed of things," she house on Paul street, in which Lacroix with us. We took a few things went 01 In agitated, rapid tones, "and was kept a prisoner by friends of Dubois out of our suitcases and disposed them then I have seemed to remember everything. until the Sainte-Vierge had sailed. about us as best we could. But when I wake I have forgotten, Dubois left us at St. Boniface with We must have covered at least a and it Is because I know that a final caution against Leroux, and dozen miles or more, when we stopped I must forget. Paul, I dream of a dead proceeded along the shore with his for a brief midday meal. I was a little man, and men who hate and are following bags of mail but first he had a satisfactory fatigued from carrying the pack and us. Was there—ever—a dead conversation with M. Danton my ankles ached from the snowshoes man, Paul?" she asked, shuddering. •concerning us. but Jacqueline, who had evidently been I placed one arm around her. Danton. who of course knew Jacqueline, accustomed to their use, was as fresh "Jacqueline, there never was any took the opportunity of assuring as when she started. dead man," I said. "It is not true. me that her father, though* a recluse Suddenly we emerged from among Some day I will tell you everything— and a misanthrope who had not left the trees upon an almost barren plateau, some day—" I caught her In my arms. his seigniory for forty years, was said and there again we halted for a "I love you, Jacqueline^" I cried. to be a man of heart and would un breathing spell. "And you—you?" I resolved to take my bearings accurately, donbtedly forgive us. He was clearly She thrust her hands out ac turn 3d and telling Jacqueline to wait under the Impression that we were her face away. There was an awful for me a few minutes at the base of a married, and since Dubois had not enlightened fear upon It. "Paul," she cried, "there hill and setting down my pack, I began him on this point I did not Is—somebody—who— the ascent alone. The climb was lo so. "I have known that," she went on longer than I had anticipated. My M. Danton had his sleigh and eight In a torrent of wild words. "1 have eyes were aching from the glare of the fine-looking dogs ready for us. I purchased known that always, and it Is the most SAY, snow. I had left my colored glasses these outright in order to carry terrible part of all!" you'll have a streak of smokeluck that'll behind me in the tent and gone on, no hostages. We took with us several I laid a finger on her lips. put pep-in-your-smokemotor, all right, if you'll saying nothing, though 1 had realized days' supply of food, a little tent, "There Is nobody, Jacqueline," I said ring-in with a jimmy pipe or cigarette papers and sleeping bags and frozen fish for the again, trying to control my trembling my loss when I was only a mile or so animals. voice. "There was never anybody but nail some Prince Albert for packing! away. Ifr was a strange situation. It might ude, and there shall never be.* E^r tomorrow However I hoped that the .night easily have become an impossible one. we shall turn back towara St. would restore my sight, and so, dismissing appealing all along the smoke line. Just between ourselves, you But It was sacred comradeship, refined Boniface again, and we shall take the the matter from my mind, I never will wise-up to high-spotsmoke-joy Men who never before could above the love of friend for friend, of boat for Quebec—and -from there 1 struggled up until at last I stood upon ujitil you can call a pipe smoke a pipe and men who've lover for lover, by her faith, her helplessness shall take you to a land where, there the summit of the hill. Far away, like then, by its first name, to hit the smoked pipes for years all testify and need. shall be no more grief, neither a thin, winding ribbon among the hills, I think thpt she liked best to sit besid^ P. But very Sweetly she raised her head peak-of-pleasure you land square to the delight it hands out! A I saw the' valley of the Riviere d'Or. jne In the narrow sleigh and lean and spoke to me. can't bite or parch! Beneatn me I saw Jacqueline Raiting, on that two-fisted-man-tobacco, Both are against my shoulder, he# physical "Paul dear, if there never was anyone—-if a tiny figure upon ure sneraL I Prince Albert) cut out by our exclusive patented weariness the reflection of her 'spiritual it Is nothing but a dream—" cast my eyes beyond lier tewara the process! Well, sir, you'll be so all-fired unrest. She, did riot'wan t«to think, Here she looked at me with doubtful mist-wrapped tqps of* the far Laurentlans and she wanted me%to shield her. scrutiny In her eyes, and then hastened happy you'll want to get a photograph and the plains! Right now while the going's But even in thie solitude fear drpve to make amends for doubting And' a sense of an Inevitable fate of yourself breezing up the 0Kd you get out your old jimmy me on, for I knew that a selentless COOTSe, ne. "Of Paul, If there had Jf? came over me as I perceived far away, pike with your smokethrottle wide pipe or the papers and land on enemy followed hard after us, campv. a .tiny, crawling ant upon the snowsSimon Talk about smoke-sport! open! for what ails your some P. A. ing where'we had eamped and reading Leroux's dog sleigh. I CHAPTER IXf particular smokeappetite Quality makes Prince Albert so the miles between us by the smoldering ashes of our old fires. I went back to the little, patient figure The Fungus and Snow Bllndnes*. You buy Princ* Albert comrywhrnr* tobacco i**old. Toppy rod bag*, At nightfall would pitch the tent that was waiting for me, and I My rest was miserable. In a succession tidy rmd tint, handtomm pound and half pound tin humidor*—and for Jacqueline and place her sleeping —that clatty, practical pound crystal gla** hmmidor with tmongm of brief dreams I fled with Jacqueline took up my pack £gain and told- her mtHtemr top that hemp* thm tobacco in much pcrfmct condition. bng within, and while she £lept would over a wilderness of ice, while in nothing. -. She .stepped bravefy out beslde ernol Co. lie by the huge fire near the dogs, and the distance, ever drawing nearer, followed me. frozen., fatigued, hut willing R. J. Reynolds Tobacco Company, Winston-Salem, N. we kept watch over her together. Leroux, Lacroix and Pere Antoine. 6 A (To be continued next week.) Jf