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That's Ju ner of 'a good. runger and a brave San iyded: wadressing «Gregg. | "Sickness 1p there two full miles dbove sea level nagh | ix quite a different. proposition from Sickness in Sulphur City or the Fork. 1 1 shull hot condemn Mr. Cavanagh till Ihear lls sidé of the story." .. i, Lee turned. a; gratéful -glance upon "him "You must be right. 1 don't be- tieve Me. Qavanagn would deceive, any a EK Weil we'l soon know. the: truth," fuaid 'Dalton, "for I'm going up there, ir he Yon wouldo't-have done it!" he * floral design. .bul ne aefengea Uavanagn oravery. "Yoti'te crdzy," he replied. "Why should Ross do stich a foolish thing? What is his' motive? What interest | would he bave in this man Edwards, "whom you call a tramp? He can't be a relative and certainly not a friend of avanagh's, for you say he is a "con 'Come, now, your batred of "Cavanagh has gone too far." Gregg was somewhat cooled by this dash of reason, bit replied: "I don't know 'what. relation. he. 1s, but these are facts. He's concealing an convict, and' he knows it." * Dalton put in a quiet word. "What the use. of shouting a judgment before agaist a man le Cavanagh ou know the facts? . He's one of the Jest and ablest augers on this forest. X he has resigned, I was about to | the valley inst bim it CLEARING PRICE $1.75 surprise Lee rose to meet her. "Mother, you must not do this!" She waved 'her away. "I'm all right," she said, "barring the big mar- [bles in my slippers." Then she turned ' to Dalton. "Now, what's it all about? | Is it true that Ross is down?" "No. Bo far as we know, well." "Well, I'm going to find out, Idon't ! | intend to set here and have him up there without a cook or a nurse." At this moment a tall, fair young fellow, dressed in a ranger's uniform, entered the room and made his way directly. to the spot where Lee, her mother and Redfleld were standing. "Mr, Supervisor, Cavanagh has sent me to tell you that he needs a doctor. He's got a sick man up at the station, and he's afraid it's a case of small- pox." He turned to Lee. "He told | me to. tell you that he would have | written, only he was afraid to even | send a letter out' "What does he need?' asked Red- field. "He needs medicine and food, a doc- tor, and he ought to have a nurse." "That's my job," said Lize. "Nonsense!" sald Redfield, "You're not fit to ride a mile. I won't hear of "your going." You. wait and see. I'm going, and you can't stop me." "Who is the man with him?" asked the forester. | "1 don't know--an old herder, he said. He sald be could take care of him all right for the present, but that 'if he were taken down himself"-- 'Lee's motintiig emotion broke from Her in a little ery. "Oh, Mr. Redfield, 'please let me go tool I want to help!" "I must help" Dedncld sald: "I'll telephone to Sul he is | Redfield to send a carriage to ber. "I can't ride a horse no more," she sor- rowfully admitted. Lee's secret was ro secret to any one there. Her wide eyes and heaving breast testified to the profound stir in ber heart. 8he was in an anguish of | fear lest Ross sheuld already be in | the grip of his loathsome enemy. That it had come to him by way of a brave | and noble act made the situdtion only the more tragic. CHAPTER XIX. THE PESTHOUSE. AVANAGH 'had kept a keen watch over Wetherford, and when one night the old maa began to complain of the ache in his bones his decision was in- stant. "You've got it," he sald. "It's up to us to move down the valley tomor- row. " Wetherford protested that he would as soon die in the hills as in the val- ley. "I don't want Lee Virginia to know, but if I seem liable to fade out I'd lke Lize to be told that I didn't forget her and that I came back to find out how she was. 1 hate to be a | nuisance to you, and so I'll go down the valley if you say so." | As he was about to turn in that night Ross heard a horse cross the bridge and, - with intent to warn the rider of his danger, went. to the door and called out: "Halt! Who's there?" "A friend," replied the tranger in 8 weak voice. Ross permitted the visitor to ride » to the pole. "I can't ask you in" he explained. "I've a sick man inside. 'Who are you, and what can I do for you?' Fad Notwithstanding this warning the rider dropped from his saddle and came into the light which streanipa from the door. Creek. 8 "I know you," responded the ranger. wyoUTe fiat BBORAE 1 paw workings in nd. youve come Io tu me and. you'v