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BAKING POWDER. A pure cream of tartar powder. No alum, no adulteration. CH A.FTERS 1.-At ihe beirinninp of the civil war Valentine WoldOQ was (tu6P"Cted of the murder of nls brother Fred- rick, wbo bad disappeared, ur. Blaujharfl marritii their bis- ter. He became a widower, and years after the euppoboa murder went west with hi? children. Howa'd. Alice and Cla.ra.Cai.iuuD lir*n- don <-0"dueted tUo train when it r'-a^hed tne far west. Two hurt characters. Henry Kyle ard front Robb. joined tlietn. 11—Henry Kyle soon leaves tbe tra'n and yislis her father and sister Worn, who attempt to tura him from his t\'il life, ill—Two lawyers named Bliss come to the w*Bt fmm Virginia to attempt to force tuo Blanclnrds to reiinqulfh the Weidon estate. i'he Uli-sesaily themselves ••'ith one Hiuton and his (?»&>-'. who are ready for any villaUy IV—Louis Kyle, Henry Kyle's brother warns Captain Brandon against Bouton's (rung V— Tho aliases license Hr. Blancard of hav- inff murdered his wile. VI-Lou s Kyle enlists a flchting hormlt culled the Prophet in behalf of the Blnnchurds against Bouton. Vil -Pmth deserts ihe Hint chura ana (roes to Beuton. Captain Brandon encounters Henry *>yle, Hants him and leaves him fur dead \111- Valentine Kyle confesses that ho IB Valentine Weidon and that h» killed his brother Frederick unintentionally IX-The Blisses (rive «outon their nian. They mean to «et (.he Blanehards out. of the way anrt claim the W don esuto, to which the Blanohirda are hel. X-Captain Brandon vlalts the P-ophot. XI— Dr, Blannhard Is seized by Bouton, Xll- Captiun Brandon captures Faiuh and Bobb "r'oiro-vme.'"fiewhispered. ''Iknow every place of concealment about the valley." With his rifle in his left hand and his •wife clinging to his right, Valentine Kyle led the way, followed by Xora and Kushat, while the Prophet and the Indian herder brought up the rear. A few hundred yards back of the house the foothill of the highest mountain in sight was broken into ravines and made up of rock heaps that looked at a little distance like the ruins of a mighty temple. Here in the long ago Valentine Kyle had often played with his boys and hia baby daughter. At the present time a few of the more open spaces were used as corrals for the sheep, but there was not a nook in it that Mr. Kyle rind any »7 years on the market POWDER, A favorite wherever introduced. BAKING POWDER. wide world," sobbed the heartbroken man. of his family could not have found j "Nay, speak not so. I have a valley blindfolded. I more beautiful though not so extensive CHAPTER XV. During the morning Bouton told Henry Kyle that he was going to find Captain Brandon, at the same time desiring Henry to remain with the ladies. Then Bouton lay down to sleep in anticipation of a long night ride. He had not slept long when he was awakened by Patch, who informed him that one of Black Eaglo's Indians had come in. Bonton got up and questioned the Indian, who told him that he had seen Captain Braudon and the Prophet together. The Indian was right. The Prophet and Captain Brandon had counted their forces. On hearing of Louis Kyle's capture, the Prophet set out on foot alone to rescue him and came within a couple of milos of Black Eagle's warriors before night. He kept on, nor haulted for breath or in doubt about the way, until he stood on the rim of Kyle's valley and saw f;ir beneath him the stars reflected in the placid lake. "They arn coming. I hear them far behind. I have outstripped thorn as I •would the Avind on such a mission." Down the steep hills the Prophet sped to the meadowlike exp.mse that in the •uiilight looked like a great emerald iu the graiiito.setting of the mountains. As he iieared the house, the location marked by the, darker outlines of the surrounding trees, the resting cattle started up iu alarm and the deep baying of a houud •was heard in front. "Down,dog! down!" said the Prophet as the dog came fiercely toward him. The dog obeyed and slunk in ahead as if ashamed of Ids mistake. The Prophet ran up to the house and beat with his clinched fist on tho door. "Who is there?" demanded Valentine Kyle from within. "I—I— A frietid," was the reply. "Your name?" "Men call me Daniel tho Prophet. Arise! Awake! The Philistines are iu the hills, and they come this way with the speed of a mountain torrent and the destruction of a prairie fire. Up, Valentine Kyle! Up, for the sake of your home, your w if o, and your daughter!" Still, as he spoke the Prophet continued his pounding on the door, and the echoes round about took up the hollow •ound. In a few minutes the door waa opened, and Valentine Kyle appeared shading a light, aud bending forward to get a sight of his visitor. When his eyes became accustomed to the gloom, he discovered the weird, gigantic form of the Prophet, and he drew back, with his hand on the pistol he had hastily fastened to his waist. ' 'Fear not,'' cried the Prophet. ' 'In God's name, believe I am a friend." "I do. Enter aud tell us your mission." "I have no time to sit down, nor have you time to hear me. Bouton and his gang even as I speak are entering your valley"— "Entering my valley?" "Even as I tell thee"" "Bnt why?" "Why does tho wolf enter your folds? He comes for plunder or worse. Hark to the barking of your hound! Tho wind sweeps this way and he has scented them. Call your daughter, secure your arms and follow me with your wife. Delay not; a minute maybe worth a life!" These mere words can give no idea of the effect of the Prophet's manner. It vas simply irresistible, aud, with a •woman's quick apprehension, Mrs. Kyle saw that he spoke with reason and felt that it would be wise to obey him. "Let us follow ^>he Prophet, husband, " she said eagerly. "2>To harm can come of it, for wo have ever heard of 'The li him as a good man.'' Valentine Kyle had come to the conclusion, that it was not a false alarm and was hastily putting on his equipments when his daughter Nora, the Indian girl Kushat, and an old herder came rushing in. The herder called out: "There are horsemen in our valley, and they are galloping this way!" "That is Bonton's gang," said the Prophet.'' Hurry] For your lives, hurry!'' In less time than it takes to describe it Mrs. Kyle and her daughter threw on tuch covers as they found handy, Mr. Kyle extinguished the light, and all •went out If Valentine Kyle had entertained any doubts about the vicinity of a considerable body of horsemen, they vanished after he had been a minute in the open air. His ears told him that they ww* not 20$ yards »w«r. "We are safe here for the present, I think. Let us wait. I hear them calling, '' said Mr. Kyle. They stopped in a little glen that seemed to be roofed by a projecting rock, for there was only a narrow strip overhead through which the stars could be seen. They heard the clinking of arms, the stamping and panting of horses that hac been hard ridden and the pounding on the walls of the log house. "Hello! Hello iu there!" "That's Bouton's voice," said the Prophet. "Opfu up!" in a louder and more imperative voice. "Open up, or we'll break in the doors!" "Start a fire," shouted cue of the men, "and bum them out." "Let me go back to a point where I can talk with those demons without exposing your place of concealment," said the Prophet. Valentine Kyle wns about to protest against this, but before he could do so the Prophet hud vanished. Pie hurried in ,the direction of the outlaws, and when he thought: jvy could hear him he called out: ~ "I am hcTp, IT-.V:*"»i, to answer for Valentino Kyle. "You! Who are you?" asked Boutcn, and the noise and the shouting ceased about him. "Do vou not know, O firstborn of Belial?"" "You are the Prophet!" gasped Bouton. '"From thy false lips the truth has fallen for once. I came to warn the innocent of thy wicked designs." "Of my designs?" repeated Bouton. His whole nature was superstitious, and at that moment he felt that the Prophet's fabulous gift was indeed a reality and as yours, and I have a home that all the torches that ever flashed could not burn down. Fear not for the cold or the hunger ; my ravens will bring us food,'' said the Prophet with contagious energy. A shot from the Prophet's rifle stretched him at Boutc/n'n fuel. that by seme occult means he had discovered his secret It would not do to communicate his fears to his equally superstitious companions, so he made up his mind to put a bold face on it. ' 'Aye, thy designs. Think you not that I can read your purpose?" "When did you come here?" "That matters not." "You were with the immigrants this morning," said Bouton, recalling his soont's information. ' 'Yes, and with Black Eagle tonight.'' "With Black Eagle?" ' 'Even so. But why should I exchange words with thee, O most cruel of mongrel curs?" The Prophet stopped tho use of the second person singular, a sure sign that his spiritual nature was sinking for the time into abeyance, and continued: ' 'Ton come to the nesr, but the birds have flown, and the cruel hunter that follows them must carry his life in his hands." "There is still plunder in the nest," said the outlaw, maddened at being checkmated. ''Clean out the house there! Apply the torch!" he shouted to his men. ;ht will show us the way to the corrals. The fac herds of Kyle's valley will be welcome to our friend.'' A cheer answered this command, and CHAPTER XVI. We left Henry Kyle in charge of Bouton's camp. Scarcely had Bouton departed when Kyle went to Alice Blanchard and informed her that he was about to leave. He advised the sisters to depart with him, but they resolutely declined to trust to his good faith. Going to where his saddled horse stood waiting him, Henry was in the act of mounting when he heard some one creeping toward him. A flash of lightning from an approaching storm revealed Patch. The report of Henry's pistol and a clap of thunder followed simultaneously. Then he mounted and galloped for the mountains. Henry Kyle's shot unfortunately did not take effect on the would be assassin. Patch was untouched, but thoroughly frightened. When the horse galloped oft', Patch sat on the ground and felt all his limbs to make sure ho had not been hurt. When he became satisfied on 'this point, his spirits and his courage rose ten yards away she saw Sim Bliss gesticulating like a madman and shouting all the time. Answering shouts came back from the camp. The horses, discovering the;) vere free, went snorting and plunging nacUy about. Pistols were discharged, and the whole camp was iu an uproar that drowned out the crashing of tbe story. "Keep close to my side, Clara. Now for liberty, in God'.s name!" said the heroic Alice. They turned their horses to the river and boldly dashed in. The banks on both sides were low, but the rain hud already swelled the bed, and tbe cold cunrnr rose to the girths and soon began to float the manes of the horses. It. was .so dark that they could not see the opposite. bank and so had to be guided wholly by the frantic shouting and shooting behind them. The instinct of the horses served them well. The animals, though forced to swim down 200 yards by (he mad current, kept their nostrils pointed to the opposite shore and went on till they stood dripping on the other b:;iik. "Awayfrom the camp!" replied Alice in answer to her sister's question. "\Vc know not a destination. We must nnly think of the place we fly from. Our destination cannot be worse than our skirling point. The kind Providence that has so far aided us must still be our reliance and our guide." They had uo fear nf immediate pur- wouderfullv. He was saved a job that. from the first he did not like, not because sult > for tllp - v kliew th;lf tho hom ' s Vl ' rro he would hesitate to do murder, but be-1 ^nd the control of tho ontluws ami cause, like all men of his class, he was ; that it would be impossible tcr thorn to at heart a coward. He went directly to | S ec Tliem together before daylight. 1 ,:ry the place where the sisters were sitting, and when within a few feet of them he threw himself on the ground, saying at the same time: "This is a mighty dark night, ladies. '' The ladies made no reply, whereupon he repeated: "It's a mighty dark night, ladies, and looks as if we mout have right smart of a storm.'' Still no reply. "Don't you hear me?" he asked angrily. "We do," replied Alice. "Then why don't- you speak?" "Why should we speak?" "Because it's perlite, and when I ax a civil question of a man or woman, blow me, but I like a civil answer.'' "But you did not ask a question. You simply volunteered an opinion,'' said Alice with the calmness of tone that distinguished her. "Waal, we won't quarrel aboutp'ints like that. I ain't much on the talk, I'll confess, and mebbe young ladies like you uns mout think me a bit rough, but when you git down under the husks, even if I do say it myself, thar ain't many better fellows than me." After exchanging a meaning glance with her sister, Alice Blanchard became more gracious to Patch, and that monster, delighted at the change, then and there declared that if they would trust him he would take them to their friends "without a cent of pay." In response to Clara's question he told how this could be done, nor did he dream that the sisters had themselves planned to get away from the outlaws that night. When, at length, Patch left, the sisters, with more light on the question, renewed the conversation. Their horses were below the camp, and, believing that it •would be safer and easier to ride than to walk, Clara proposed that they should attempt to secure them. She had the Weidon decision of character. Securing on their persons a few necessary articles from their saddlebags, including knife, they waited for the storm to break with as much eagerness as those in profound darkness wait for the light. At first the fury of the storm alarmed them, bnt they soon became calm, and hailed its roaring as the voice of a friend. The rain fell in a deluge, but this they did not mind. It shielded them from their foes. At first the lightning was so vivid and continuous that j it kept the camp and the surrounding I landscape lit up. It revealed to them | the horses, and, joy! two of them were at once the work of destruction began, i saddled with their own saddles and an- One of the men outside lit a torch, but «hor near *7 tore a man's. '•If they follow us on horseback, also kuew that Boutou and his men were in the mountains, as were Cluck Eagle aud his warriors, but recapture would not, could not, make their e<:utli- j tion worse. The sisters kept thrir hovsr.s close together—so close that tiny could have talked had not their hearts bt c:i too full for'utterance. They rode from the time they Irfi the river at ;v quick walk. Tbo tcudc'ii- cy of the horses was to dash away, Lv.t they submitted to the restraint of ();•, bit. "We may have to test their speed,'' said Alice when .starring off, ' 'so let us reserve their strength." They could tell when they entered the mountains by the movements of their horses. Indeed they reasoned that they were on a trail. Whether this trail h d to friend or foe they knew not—only the future could tell. Just as the day was breaking both horses came to a halt and no urging could force them on. "Let us dismount till the sun is up, " said Alice, and she sot Clara an cam- ple by springing from her horse and taking the bridle on her arm. They had not, long to wait. They could see tbe shadows rising from the mountains and the darkness multiply in the depths of the fearful gulf on whose brink they stood. They were on the edge of a chasm, or "canyon," as it was called in that land. It was one of those profound rifts peculiar to the mountains of western America. They had brought their horses to a convenient rock in order to get into the saddle again, for they were weary and their garments were heavy with moisture, when both were startled by hearing the tramping of horses and the sound of men's voices. Nearer and nearer came the riders—more and more distinct became the pounding of the iron covered hoofs on the flinty rocks. "Alice! Alice!" cried Clara. "That is father's voice." "Father's voice!" echoed Alice, her ears telling her that her sister was not a | mistaken. "Yes, and Howard's and the captain's and John Clyde's." "Yes, yes; I hear them." Then she raised her voice and with eager joy shouted: "Father! Father! Howard!" "My daughter!" came the impassioned response. The pounding of hoofs became quicker, and now they could hear the jingle of bridles and the snorting of the approaching horses. The girls caught sight of the riders, bnt the awful canyon yawned between them, he did not long survive to lament his rashness, for a shot from the Prophet'3 rifle stretched him at Bonton's feet. This incensed tie outlaws, and one of them, more impAtous than his companions, picked up the blazing torch and hurled it into the house. In a few minutes the building loomed out of the darkness and a, cruel red light flashed in the mndows. Going back, the Prophet said: See, Valentine Kyle, your house is on thought Alice, "the danger will be increased- I mist free all the animals," . She made Clara wait in the bushes by I lie river, and, knife in hand, crept forward and began to cnt the ropes that held the uneasy horses to the stakes. Ev- t ery one was freed. She secured the two j on which she and Clara •were to ride and hastily led them to the rivet Both were j expert horsewomen. To avoid the camp, ! Alice decided to cross the river. They OB fire! It is but a speedier form of the ' ^ere.in the act of descending the bank ruin that must come to every temple j ^/n the lightning again flashed out, erected by human .hands." | and they heard a maddened shontbe- "It was th<j ontr bxjme left me in th» j hiad lhem - A3ioe looted back - and not [COM'LSLLD.] How to Clean PlMter of Fmrfi. A clean piece of whiting should be dissolved in a little water, and when thoroughly incorporated with the fluid the hitter should be painted smoothly over the discolored plaster of paris article. The whiting will not rub off if a pna'n quantity of ordinary isinglass is melted first in warm water and when cool is mixed with the whiting and water. Snrely this is an ineipensiTe enough means of cleaning onr pretty ornaments •o that they may no longer be qyeaore* unto OB. THE REVENGE'S SEA FIGHT. In the newly published work, "The Royal Navy," the following account is giveu of the fight of the Reverse, which suggested to Tennyson one of his most stirring ballads: In 1591, off Flores. in the Azores, Lord Tomas Howard was lying in wait with his squadron to capture the treasure ships of Spain: "He narrowly escaped being surprised there by Don Alonzo de Bazaa, who had been sent out with a fleet or fifty-three ships to meet and convoy home the expected carracks. The Earl of Cumberland, aa has been mentioned above, bad. happened to learn of the fitting out of this fleet at Corunna. and bad, with much foresight, ordered Mr. Middleton, master of the Moonshine pinnace, to. discover its force and object, and then, if necessary, to proceed with all speed and •warn Lo'rd Thomas. Middleton kept the Spaniards in sight until there was no longer any doubt of their intentions, and thereupon set all sail for Flores, arriving very little ahead of the eaemy. This was on August 31. MISCELLANY. 4 Southern paper refers to golf ai "dude shinny." £7on't try to kllr two birds with >me stoae. Use a shotgun. Don't send for a doctor if you prefer to die a natural death. Don't kick a strange dog just to find out whether he is geod-natured or not Don't waste your time disputing figures. They seldom He, except in fas meters. Don't get too self-important You m»y be as wise as an owl—and Ju»t as Btuoid. •Woman ib seldom merciful to the man who is timid.—Edward Bulvar Lytton. . The average weekly loss of vessel* en the seas throughout tho world li twelve. It Eve had been created first, sto* would have got ahead of the Lord \:» inventing a. man. Whenever a girl buy« a thin, flimsy shirt waist she alwayg buys a lot of fnssy white things. the same as that of Lincoln, Gladstone and Darwin. Mr. Pillsbury's wife, whom he married in early manhood, is «.Iso still living. It is fifty-eight years since he left the ministry. If the shoe fits wear it—unless you are a woman, then, of course—you will want a size or two smaller. If the wife could make biscuits like her husband's mother used to make, and the husband would buy his wife clothes like her father used to buy, tew marriages would be a failure. TTie next-door neigftTtors quarreled and one of them exclaimed excitedly: "Call yourself a man of sense! Why, you're next door to an idiot!"—Londoa Tit-Bits. It is believed that some of the camela imported in 1S53 to run wild in Arizona are still In existence. Indians occasionally report having seen some, and lately the international boundary commission Saw two with tb«lr apy gli «n the Mexican bord«* The Important tnlng to us is to know that the child of a bad parent is not dependent upou the heritage from one or two parents, but has the race backing and encouraging liim.— Rev. Caroline Bartlett-Crane, Independent. Kalaraazoo. Mich. An Englishman bas patented Ji ft*s»- tnock chair In which the fabric forming the seat and back is fixed to a roller at the upper end of the back, which is provided with a ratchet and spring pawl, so the seat can be made tight or loose by turning the roller. A Massachusetts man has invented a key fastener, which consists of a U- ghaped piece of metal which slips OT»r the knob spindle and carries a plate at either end, with a screw to draw r??.«n together and clamp the key *o It cannot be turned from the outside. The wick tube in a new bicycle lamp ii telescopically mounted in the reser- roir aud is supported by springs, which prevent the transmission of shocks to the burner, the lantern being rigidly attached to the wheel. Furniture drawers are prevented from binding by a push or pull on one side, by means of a rod placed under each drawer and carrying 'a. toothed wh««l at each end to revolve equally and support the grooved plates at each end of the drawer when it is moved in or out. Automatic fans are attached to a newly patented rocking chair and are operated by two crank arms, each having one end resting on the floor and the opposite ends attached to a pivoted, toothed segment, which turns a cogwheel mounted on tie lower end of tt« fan sacon—Bill is the most absent-mind' «d man I ever knew. Egbert—What's he been doing now? Bacon—Why, he got into an elevated train the othw day, and there wasn't a soul in th« car, but he stood up and took hold of the strap, just the same.—Yonken Statesman. 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