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'SALAD <{TAPAN TEA) mi ' PAY Finding the li zless bodies of his two partners at their gold mining camp, arry Gloster flees southward, know- ing that he will be accused of the crime. On the way Gloster is jailed after getting into a fight with several men over a girl. Joan Barry, daughter of a famous rides «of the old plains, }:Ips Gloster to escape. After eluding a posse, Glos- ter retraces his steps to Joan's cabin and is confronted by her guardian, Buck Daniels; they finally call a truce, however. Joan, partiy in answer to the call of wild life within her and partly in an effort to find Harry Glos- ter, joins a bandit gang in the moun- tains. Joe Macarthur, & quick-shoot- ing scoundrel, is m... : chieftain of the ganz when he appears with a scheme to rob the Wickson bank. Samuel Carney, cashier of the bank, has given him the combination to the safe. Now Carney is talking to Oscar Fern, president of the bank. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "Carney, you have to get her out of town. I saw her while I was going home for lunch. She smiled at; me from your door. She looked like the very devil, Carney. I--her face has been haunting me!" "And me!" groanec Carney. "Ah, lad!" murmured Oscar Fern, and laid his fat hand on the shoulder of his cashier. "And never a word from you about her. That's what's been eating your heart out! But no talk; no complaining!" "Sammy, there's going to be a change--a great big change! In the first place, you get a bonus of five thousand in- hard cash payable in ten minutes to yourself. In thé second place, you get a raise. You could use another fifteen hundred a year. "My girl tells me that your Clare has always wanted to go away to study music. I dunno why. Seems to me that she plays real pretty on the piano the way it is. But if she's got her heart set on it--why, she ought to go! And go she shall, Sammy. "And there's another thing--when I seen you this morning looking so damned thin and black around the eyes, it hurt me, Sammy. Am I a slave 'driver? Are my dollars just drops of blood? No, sir! I'd throw the damned money into the river first! I'd give it back to the place it came from. And one of the places is from you. "Sammy, you pack up tonight and si hop a train tomorrow. You're going to take Agnes to New York. You're going to get her cured and you're go- ing to take in the sights for your- solf--" around the thin, labor-stooped shoul- ders, "Sammy!" he whispered. "Don't do it, Sammy! It makes me sick! It makes a fool out of me. Don't do it, Sammy!" Tears began to roll down his fat, rosy face, "I ain't through, old friend," he gasped. "I never thought of it be- fore. 1 never thought about what GWT. He heard the thick, hurried breath of Oscar Fern, ' you might be needing. But just ask me what you wani. I don't care what. I'll give it. The whole damn bank ain't worth a thing like this--" A choked, groaning voice from Samuel Carney answered: "I am a dog, Oscar. I'm a low hound. I'm worse than that. I'm lower than a "You?" "Listen to me. I got to tell you Oscar.' then get out!" And tell the truth he did, halting- ly, without excuses, the whole hor- I'll tell you the truth and] his hands, his head bowed after he had ended, for sp raf Osea ORR tht Mand reached screen away from his face. hen that saying. He looked up, mortally as) the gray face and the tre of Oscar. he almost wanted to laugh. to tell me--out of your will--" great kinl heart of yours, "Tonight." a messenger?" "Yes." we'll be ready, Sammy! bits!" Le heard the thick, hurried "Dear old Sammy!" he heard 0) his tears, but he was comfop He told it all with his face stiffin low; fod hamg "Man, man!" gasped Oscar Fern. "I dunno 'how you could of been tempted like that and not Thank God, you were strong enough own free "Don't say that!" groaned Carney. "You forced it out of me with that and--" £ g "Hush up! Shut up, damn it! Why, Sammy, I feel like this here thing has made us brothers. That skunk ~--that snake Macarthur--we'l be ready when he comes--" "Not that, Oscar, I'd be a mur- derer if I let him walk into a trap." "When was this to happen?" "Then warn him off. Can you send "Do that. But just in case the mes- senger doesn't reach him in . time, Ill have guns enough ready to blow them to gi her baby and knew that pear ig lips And there was something so childish in the fat man's staring round eyes of horror and grief, that force is we have to. But let her--" 3 "Force?" cried Buck Daniels. "Son, ry's daughter?" does that mean?" of how, at last, married how a girl was born to Kate; of the lived happily in a cabin among the mountains with Dan led onto a long blood trail and out- | lawry. "Until at last," said Buck Dan- iels, "Kate saw that there was a wild- ness in him which would never go out. She could see that Joan had the same spark in her. Ste had no fear of animals, just like Dan; and she could do all sorts of queer things with them:"<Fipally she made up her mind that, for 's sake, she had to leave 'her baby there. And she found Joan as wild as a little rabbit. She stole Joan away and brought her down to the ranch. | "I and a couple of other men stay- ed there with her. We knew that Dan would come for Joan sooner or later, and we knew that we had to try to keep him away, and we knew that we didn't have' a ghost of a chance to do it, him being a tiger in a fight, : 'So finally one night when we were all sifting around the fire and Joan getting sleepy, she raised up her head with a queer look. Then she got up and went over to the window and pplled the curtain aside and looked into the black of the night. It sure was a ghostly thing to see a mite of a kid do. "¥ "And pretty soon We heard that Whi of Dan Barry's «oni away off inthe might and we Knell that Joan heard it first. HN ve me the TS, t one log MN as eith Joan or Dan that had to BR Sag ficed. R < a "She ran out of the house and W¢ Dan coming down the path. She tol} him to go back, that she still lov. bm, but that he would ruin all tif lives if he didn't go away. I was looking out watching with a gun in my hand and my hand shaking like a leaf. "I seen Dan standing in the with his hat pushed back frog face, smiling at. her. He walking toward her. She warned © kept on. And then she fired. "His wolf-dog stood over his body d snarled at us until Dan was dead, the dog and the black hoss 'tearing off through the night. eked Dan up in my arms. He'd a lon of a man when he was }: his. don't you know that she's Dan Bar-| "Who was Dan Barry? And what | § at | the @iltos gh: tinting et Lr 4 come out in Joan. And it came! started the night she talked to you at the dance. come back and nothing can make her. It's a wild goose chase we're follow- ing, Gloster!" (To be continued.) 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"But that was ..the end of Dan Barry, Gloster. And what I've been waiting" for all these years has been in fear that the same wildness vould "And now she's cut loose from me and gone off by herself, she'll never ni POI captain hadn't!" Pay | {calico for the inhabitants. {afforded her unique opportunity to {for a doz | ment, 5 But she had to prove it. A she encountered skepticism. Wh girls didn't becor:e sailors! A ship wa og 2s per smiled down all opposition. Her first step seaward was by way of San Francisco, 'wher: she thought she would have a better chance to geta job - than in New York. Out there she read in a newspaper that an old French sailing vessel was about to make a trip to the Fiji Islands, on Her last voyage. Viola decided she wanted to go. She confided her hope to a friend, Jean Schoen, who shared her seafaring ambitions; and the two of them made @ trip to the shipyard. Girls, it seemed, weren't welcome around a shipyard.. But Viola Irene and Jean smiled their way in, met the cartain, a gallant old Frenchman, and told him all about it. He made the way easier for them. He said he would be glad to have them if they could get' permission from the owner. "I think," says Miss Cooper, smil- ing, "that he thought that would stop us. * But it#®drp because $he owner, overge- Bordeaux, turned out to be an- other gallant Frenchman. He cabled back that he had no objection if the SOUTHWARD BOUND. And so a few weeks later the two girls set sail from Vancouver, B.C. for the Seut) Seas. Their ship, the Bougainville, was 64 years old, a three- mastfd barque, without an i sturdy and sta 140 feet long, with 30-foot foot depth and 1,500 tons this, her last voy ge, sk ber and ih slands of eas. Of the crew number- pvere Frenchmen; the re- were natives of San Lere was the captain and PRE 0 girls were listed as * midsh¥pmen, or We jppifcers. re 3 'were elp with the i Se on Journ is called, to take their turns at the wheel, and to 2 vatches. They stood their four- shes, night and day, just as did. But they retained their nine garb of calico or cretonne in- . of taking to knickerbockers. Their shoes were sneakers or mocca- sins, and in hot weather they dispens- ed with stockings. For 44 days they sailed through the Pacific. It was a tranquil voyage, 2xcept for one storm, twa days of being becalmed on the equator, and one narrow escape from - an encounter with a hurricane. The girls loved every minute of it, and were almost sorry to see land. CONTINUING THE ADENTURE At Fiji--New Caledonia--the good old Bougainville was cismantled. Miss Schoen took another boat to New Zea- land. Viola Cooper accepted an offer to sign on as midshipman of a French trading steam.r that made the rounds of the islands, with provisions and This trip gain first-hand informetion about the native customs of the isles. On this trip she was the only white "man" on board 'besides the captain. The crew was composed of native islanders, big "| brown men like children, who taught her some of their songs and dances. Having™ gathered enough material books, she found a berth on bound'for Australia. From a freight: there she to cisco--working Now she ad to Fij for the first time," "midshipman, "I rway. She will 1. place for a female. But Viola Coo-