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Algona, Iowa
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Wednesday, May 7, 1930
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Northland Romance (Continued fromast Wednesday.) wos"he~going? Maybe round In a clrclo. He -was like nu automn toh now. He did not think nny more, he Just kept moving. His feet clnmpeJ .tip and down. He lifted himself out Of snowplts; he staggered a few steps fell, crawled .on all fours In the dark ness, then In a lull of the' furious wind rose once more to his feet. The anew whirled around him In a bar row eddy, and he tried to grope out of It and failed. His feet were frozen ; his arras Were frozen. Here he would lie down and— quit. It Would soon be over, ahd It was a pleasant death, they said. ... Hal what was that? He fancied ho saw a dim glow just ahead. It could not be. He closed his eyes; Then ho opened them again— the glow was still there. , Surely It must be real I It was steady. As he fell forward It seemed to grow more bright. On hands and knees he crawled to it. Brighter and .brighter It grew. , It was but a few 'feet away. Oh, God I could It be? Then there was a lull In the storm, and with a final plunge Lbcasto fell (forward, fell toward n.Jnmp lighted to a window, fell, against the closed ,door of a little cabin. '* * ',*-•...*.- .•'» ••'"•• ;• . *' • The halfbreed and 1 were paying a .visit to Jim In the cabin he had (built on Oph Jr. Jim was busy raak- 'Ing ready for his hydraulic work of 'the coming spring,, and once In a jwhile we toofe a run down to see htm jHe was no longer the cheerful, optimistic Jim of the troll. He bad taken ito living alone. He bad become grim 'nnd taciturn. He cored only for his 'Work, and, while he read his Bible imore than ever, It was with a growling fondness for the stern old proph «ts. There was no doubt the North •was affecting him strangely. My mind strayed to other things Chiefly I tho'ught of Berna', all alone .In Dawson. I longed to be back witb jher again, I thought of Locasto. [Where in his ^vlld wanderings had he jgot to? I thought of Glengyle and " iGarry. How,, had he fared after moth- ,'er died? |a strange, fleep lull, deathlike after jttie mighty blast. And in the sudden [quiet It seemed to me I heard a tool- 'low cryT 1 "Hist I What was thatr whispered the 'halfbreed. Jim, too, was listening Intently. "Seems to me I heard a moan. 1 ' Once more we listened Intently, holding our- 4>reatli. There It was 'again,.a low, faint moan, '•• "It's some one outside," gasped the ,halfbreed. Horror-stricken, we stared at each other, then be rushed (to the door. ;. ,. "Hurry op, you fellows," he cried; "lend a band. , I think it's a man." Frantically we pulled It In, an'ira- conseious form thnt struck a strange ,chlll to our hearts. Anxiously we 'bent 'over It. _^He's_not dead£_sald the halfbreed, JPhe tfpper fres Moines-ftetmblican, May 7,1930 "onfy badly Jfroien, Tiahdd and feet ana face. Don't take him near the fire." He had been peering inside the parka hood and suddenly he turned to me. "Well, rm darned—it's Locasto.* Locasto \' I shfank back ftnd stood there staring blankly, tocasto 1 All the Seed f/ Frantically We Pulled It In, an Un- Conscious Form That Struck a Strange Chill to Our Hearts. old hate resurged Into my heart. Many a time had I wished him dead; and even dying, never could I have .forgiven him. As I would have shrank 'from a reptile, I drew bock. "No, no," I sold hoarsely, "I won't touch him. Curse him I Ho can die." "Come on there," said Jim fiercely. "Ton wouldn't let n man die, would 'you? There's the brand of a dog on you If you do. It don't matter what wrong he's.done you, It's your duty as a man to help him. Come on. Get these mils off his hands." ...Mechanically 1 obeyed'him. It. was as If I was impelled by a stronger will -than my own. I began pulling I off the mlts. The man's hands were ! white as putty..I slit the sleeves and ' saw that the awful whiteness went clear up the arm. It was horrible. Tearing off his clothing we laid him on the bed, nnd forced some brandy between bis lips. He moaned and opened his eyes in a wild gaze. He did not know us. He was still flghting the blizzard. "Keep a-golng, keep n-going," he panted, "Keep that bucket a-going," said the halfbreed. "We've got to thaw him out." • Then for this man began n night of agony, such as few have endured. We lifted'him onto" a, chair and put one of those clay-cold feet Into the water. At the contact he screamed, and I could see'Ice crystallze on the edg« of the bucket t had fprgotten JRel»eg«n to pick u& rapidly an t tftfefa In that harrow cabin It sat with In a few feet of him, and beheld him grow strong again. 1 suppose my face must hate showed my bitter hate. I thought of Berna. Fear and loathing convulsed me, and at times a great rag§ burned In me so that 1 was like to kill Mm. "Seems to me everything's healing up but that hand," said the half- breed. "I guess it's too far gone. Gangrene's setting in. gay, Loensto, looks like you'll have to lose It" Horror crowded into Locosto's eyes. "Los£ my hand—don't tell me that! SJL 1 , m J at onc el I don't want to be maimed." ' "• r i.' v ) v *T 1 'i 1 ' He gazed at the discolored flesh. Already the stpnch of him was mak« Ing Us sick, Uit this hand with its putrid tissues was disgusting to a degree, tocasto lay staring at It Then he sighed, and thrust its loathsomeness Into our faces. "Come on,"- he growled. "Hurry up and get the cursed thing off." The halfbreed nicked the flesh down to the bone, then with a ragged Jackknife he began to saw. I could not bear to look. It mode me deathly sick. I heard the grit, grit of the jagged blade. I will remember the sound to my dying day, How long It seemed to take! No man could stand such torture. A groan burst from Locasto's lips. He fell back on the bed. He fainted. Quickly the halfbreed finished his work. The bund dropped on the floor. He pulled down the flaps of skin and sewed them together."How's that for home-mode surgery?" he chuckled. Ho took the severed hnnd upon a shovel and, going to the door, he threw it far out into the darkness. CHAPTER XIII Kossuth Reliance, Golden Dent , and Early Reed's Improved. For more .and better corn per acre plant these consistent outstanding winners of high yielding varieties. $3.50 to $4.00 per bushel. Circular free, A. O. Carlisle. Three-fourths of a mile East of Whlttemore, Iowa Phpne 4F91 PINE CROFT H. W, POST Dray and Transfer Phone 298, A'«Qn», Jow» Long Pittance Hauling. Every load Insured against, loss or dam•go, Equlppef to do all kinds of droying and hauling. Our struggle began. In a terrible spasm of agony Lo^- casto threw us off. We grasped him. He fought like a demon. He was cursing us, praying us to leave him alone, raving,.shrieking. Grimly we held on, yet, all three, It" was as much as we could do to keep him down. It was hard, but keep him down we did; though his cries of anguish deafened us through that awful night and our muscles knotted as we gripped. Hour after hour we belt him, plunging now a hand, now foot In the Ice water, and holding It there. How long he fought I How strong he was I But the time came when he could fight no more. He was like a child In our bonds. There, at last It was done. We wrapped the tender flesh In pieces of blanket. We laid him moaning on the bed. ' Next morning he was still unconscious. Ho suffered Intense pain, so that Jim or the halfbreed had to be ever by him.'I, for my part, refused to go near. Indeed, I watched with a growing hotred his recovery. I wished he hod died. Spring with Its thaw was upon us. •With" a curious fascination, I gazed down at the mighty river. Surely the Ice could not hold much longer, it was patchy, netted with crocks, heaved up. in ridges, mottled with slushy pools, corroded to the bottom. Decidedly it was rotten. On every lip was the question—"The ice—when will it go out?" For to' these exiles of the North,'after eight months of Isolation, the sight of open water would be like heaven. It would mean boats, freedom, friendly faces, nnd n step nearer to that "Outside" of their dreams. How clear the air was 1 Sound's came up to me with marvelous" distinctness. Summer was coming, and with it the assurance of a new peace. Down there I could see our home, nnd on its veranda, hammock-swung, the white figure of Berna. How precious she was to me! How anxiously I watched over her I , Sometimes It was the very Intensity of my love-that made me fear; so that In the ecstasy of a moment I would catch my breadth and wonder If it.all .could last And.alwaysj.the y> of, Locasto- was a s?ni9tes tf ^Vta? VlOrl j»MM*.j ttf\i-A—l-3^ •• Pi At last he opened his eyes, and feebly he asked where he was. After the hu If breed,.hod told him, he lay silent n while; "I've had a close call," lie groaned, Thea he went on triumphantly: "I guess the Wild hasn't got the bulge on me yet. I can give It another round." ~ The waters we're' wild with Joy. From the' mountain' snows" the sun had set them .free. Down hill and dale they sparkled, trickling from boulders, dripping from mossy crannies, rioting in narrow runlets. Then, leaping ami laughing in a mad ecstasy of freedom, they dashed into the dam. Here was something they did not understand, some contrivance of the tyrant Man to curb them, to harness them, to make them his slaves. The waters were angry. They chafed against their prison walls, they licked and lapped at the stolid bank, Higher and higher they mounted, growing stronger with every/leap. More and more bitterly they fretted at their durance. Behind them other waters were pressing, just as eager to escape as they. Something must happen. The "something" was a man He raised the floodgate, and there at last was a way of escape. How Joyously the eager waters rushed at It 1 They surged and swept and roared about the narrow opening. But what was:this? They bad come on a wooden box that streaked down the slope as straight as an arrow from nothing 1 like better than doing tho erring wife festltootlon net I think I could Induce that little woman o Jours to come back to you." He was sheering now, frankly vll Ininous. Jim gave no sign. "What d'ye say? This Is » likely bit of ground—give me a half shorn In this ground, an' I'll guarantee to dgljver {hat iittje piece of goods to you, There's an offer." Agnln thnt smug look of generosltj beamed on the man's face. Once more Jim motioned him to go, but Mosher did not heed. He thought the gesture was a refusal. His face grew threatening. "Ail right, If you won't," he snarlpd, "look putt I know you love her •still. Let me tell you, t own that woman, body and soul, and I'll make life hell for lief. I'll torture you through her. Yes, I've got n cinch. You'd better change your mind." He had stepped back as If to go. Then, whether it was (in accident or not no one will ever know—but the little giant swung round till it bore on htm. It lifted him up In the nlr. It shot him forward like n stone from n catapult. It landed him pn the bank fifty feet away with a sickening crash. Then, as he lay, It pounded and battered him out of all semblance of a man. The waters were having their revenge. ****** "Berna, we must get married." "Yes, dearest, whenever you wish." "Well, tomorrow." She smiled radiantly; then her face grew very serious. "What will I wear?" she asked plaintively. "Wear? Oh, anything. That white dress you've got on—I never saw you looking so sweet. You mind me of n picture I know of Saint Cecilia, the same delicacy of feature^the same pure coloring,- the sumo grace of expression." "B'oolish one!" she chldod; but her voice was dellclously tender, and her eyes were' love-lit She came over to me, and knell by my, chair, putting her arms,around me prettily. The pure, sweet face looked up Into mine. "We have been happy here, haven't we, boy?'' she asked. "Exquisitely happy. Yet I have always been afraid." "Of what, dearest?" "I don't know. Somehow It seems too good to last." "Well, tomorrow we'll be married." "Yes, we should have done that a year ago. It's all been a mistake. It didn't matter at first; nobody noticed, nobody cared. But now It's different. I can see it by the way the wives of'the men look at us. Well, we don't care anyway. We'll, marry nnd live our lives. But there ore other reasons." "Yes?" "Yes. Garry talks of coming out You wouldn't like him to find us lly Ing like tnls—without benefit"' '*& clergy,?" "Not for „— ., r . f> ,, alarm.. £Wbat wllLhe ' I wonder, ' "'' JL\sA any Standard Oil semce ' station attendant to show yoit>* * The ball and bottle .HISsimple test shows clearly that New Iso-Vis does not thin out or "break down" in the crankcase no matter how many miles you drive. To motorists accustomed to find oil thin and diluted after a few hundred miles of driving, New Iso-Vis brings a new conception of motor oil quality. It is important to realize that 90 percent of the "thinning out" in your crankcase takes place during the first 200 miles after changing your oil. By overcoming this thinning out Iso- Vis assures you of lubrication not only when your oil is fresh but right up until the time you change. New Iso-Vis actually is as heavy, after a long period of use, as it was the day you put it in the crankcase. Remember, too—it reduces carbon deposit far below most premium priced The Ball and Bottle Test shows you the way oils differ in "body". The more "body" on oil has, the slower the little ball falls in flic tube. Notice the difference between used Iso-Vis_and nny other oil drained from the crankcase. oils and gives lubrication over a wider range of engine temperatures. You can get New Iso-Vis from any Standard Oil dealer or service station. Fill your crankcase today and enjoy more economical and efficient motor lubrication than you've ever had before. SAVE MONEY on carbon removal. New Iso-Vit reduces the carbon Jlew think well of me." j, ' "Don't fear,, Berna. of yon, But there's a second reason.' "What?" '''' '"• ''"' PIERCING PAINS Stinging PHIIostly — RHEUMATISM NEURALGIA NEURITIS LUMJAQO Limber op yoar •tiff Jolnti «nd Mblng back. b« OR, F, E, SAWYER the bow. It was some other scheme of the tyrant Man. Nevertheless, they lostled nnd Jammed to get Into It The man stood by his water-gun and from Its nozzle tho gleaming ter. ror leapt, It flew like on arrow from he bow, ond wherever he aimed It he hillside seemed to reel and shudder at the shock. Great cataracts of gravel shot out, avalanches ~of clay toppled over; vast boulders were hurled Jnto the air like heaps of fleecy wool, The roar deafened the man. He heard the crash of falling rock, but he wos so Intent on his work be did not hear another man approach. Sudden|y^.he looked up and saw, He ggye a mighty start,' then at once lie was calm again. This was tlie meeting he hod dreaded, longed for, fought against, desired. Almost savagely, ond with a curious blaze in his eyes he redirected the little giant. He- waved his hand to the other man, "Go away!'' he shouted. Mosher refused to budge. His pig eyes glittered, ond he took off his hot to wipe some beads of sweat from the monumental baldness of his forehead. His rich, penetrating voice pierced through the roar of the "giant, 1 ' "Here, turn off your water, I want jo speak to you. Opt a business proposition to make," Jlin was dumb. * "Say, your wife's in town. Been there fop the last year, Didn't you know Jt?" • JItu shook his head. He was par? ticularly interested t« bis work Just then. „, _ she's In town—living respectable.'* JtW redirected Wf giant wHh « „<, "Oh, my beloved I perhaps we'lVnot always be alone ns we are now. Perhaps, perhaps some day there will bo others— little ones— for their sakes.' She did not speak. I could feel her nestle closer to me. So we srit there in the big, deep chair, in the glow of the open fire, silent, dreaming, nnd I saw on her lashes the glimmer of a glorious tear. I kissed away her tears. Foolish tears! I blessed her for them. I held her closer to me. I was wondrous happy. No longer did the shadow of the past hnng over us. Even as children forget, were we forgetting. "Husband, I'm so happy," sho sighed. "Wife, dear, dear wife, I too." There was no need for words. Our lips met In passionate kisses, but the next moment we started apart. Some one was coming up the garden patli •-a tall Ogure of a man. I started as If .1 had seen a ghost. Could it be?— then I rushed to the door. .There on the porch stood Garry. CHAPTER XIV New Polarine is also affected Ay our new refining processes — giving it an efficiency which is exceeded only by New Iso- Vis. The price is 25 cents a quart, S TAN D AB. D f ^*'f^",}»»«B ,« yip;iuaj, IOOK m -nia Jfranl?,face,-, and f$r,*my7,part I'was* '-, err tin (rain 411 n*. *.«,../* •*»<!«. * «. .__. > •* , strangely ill aUHweJ ray joy As he stood before me once again It seemed as if the years had rolled away, and we were boys together. It-all came back to me, thnt sunny shore, tho white-washed cottages, tlie old gray house among the birches, the lift of sheep-starred pasture, and above it the glooming dark of the heather hills. And It was but three years ago. How life had changed I Fortune hud come to me, love had come to me. I was no longer a callow, uncouth lad. Yot, alasl I no longer looUed future- ward with joy; the savor of life was no more sweet. It was another "me" I saw lu my mirror that day, a "me" with a fnce sorely lined, with Imlr gray-flecked; with eyes sad and bitter. Little wonder Gurry, as he stood there, stared at me so sorrowfully. "How you've changed, lad I" said he nt last, "Have I, Garry? You're Just about the same. But by all that's wonderful, what brought you here?" His teeth flushed In that clever confident smile, "The stage. I just arrived a few minutes ago, and hurried here at once. Aren't you glad to see me?" "Glud? Yes, indeed I I can't tell you how Bind. But It's a shock to me your coming so suddenly," "It was « sudden resolve; J should have wired you. However, I thought I would give you a surprise. How are you, pld won?" ''Me—oh, I'm all right, thanks." "Why, what's the matter with you, lad? Yogi look ten years older. You lopk older than your big brother now." "yes, I daresay, it's the life, It's the tend. 4 hard life aad a hard at his cbmlng,- there wM'"<a sense of anxiety, even of fear.'-Tbad not wanted him to come just then, to see me there. I was not ready for him. I had planned otherwise. His gaze roved round the room. Suddenly it fell on a piece of embroidery. He started slightly and 1 saw his eyes narrow, his mouth set. He looked at me again, In an odd bewildered way. He went on speaking, but there was a queer constraint In his manner. "I'm going to stay here for n month, ond then I want you to come back with me.. Come back home and get some of the old color into your cheeks. The country doesn't agree with you but we'll have you nil right pretty soon. Oh, we'll have the good old times over again I You'll see, we'll soon put you right." "It's good of you, Garry, to think so much of me; but I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't come Just yet. I've got so much to do. I've got thirty men working for me. I've just got to stay." He sighed. | ".Well, if you stay I'll stay, too. I ' don't like the way yofi'ro looking. You're working too hard. Perhaps 1 can help you." "All right; I'm afraid you'll find it rather awful, though. But for a time it will interest you." "I think it will." And again his eyes stared fixedly at that piece of embroidery on Its little hoop. • Between the curtains that hung over tho bedroom door I could see Berna standing motionless. I wondered if he could seo her too. His eyes followed mine. They rested on the curtains and the strong, stern look came Into his face. Yet again he banished it with a sunny smile. "Mother's one regret was that you were not with her when she died. Do you know, old man, I think she was always fonder of you than of me? She missed you dreadfully, and before she died she made mo promise I'd always stand by you, and look after you if anything happened. "Now you must come home. Back there on' tho countryside we can find you a sweet girl to marry. You will loye her, have children and forget all this. Come." I rose. I could no longer put It off. 'Excuse me one moment," I said. I parted the curtains ond entered the bedroom. She was standing there, white to advertising of it .._... ,. „ _ -lower classmen .A free ticket uras.offer- ed to the student In each of thCirS&t man, sophomore and Junior classes who made the best advertising posters. Later: The contest was brought to a close last week Monday, Mary Adams, senior; Helen Morrow, Junior; Fredrika Gerrls, sophomore and Ruth Lund, freshmen are winners of the free tickets. CITY PROFESSIONAL DIRE ATTORNEYS AT LAW T. P. Harrington L. J. Dickinson HARRINGTON & DICKINSON ATTORNEYS AT LAW Rooms 212-14 First Nat'l Bank Blk ALGONA, IOWA. J. L. UOHAR ATTORNEY AT LAW Collections will receive prompt attention. ALGONA, IOWA W, D. QUARTON II. W. MILLER ATTORNEYS AT LAW Office over Kossuth County State Bank Office Phone, 427. ALGONA, IOWA. J. W. Sullivan s. E. McMahon L. E. Llnnan SULLIVAN, McMAHON & LINNAN ATTORNEYS AT LAW Office over County Savings Bank ALGONA, IOWA. KOSSUTH COUNTY STATEBANK „.„ ALQONA, IOWA. — CAPITAL & SURPLUS . »7o,ow Officers: Chairman of thi R. J. VAN NESS & G. W. STILLMAN LAWYERS Office over Iowa State Bank. Phone 213-W Algona, Iowa L. A. WINKEL ATTORNEY AT LAW Office in Quinby Building. Phone 180 ALGONA, IOWA. 'tU H. E. Rist, President. dent. Wadsworth ' First Vice President. 8 ' Buohanan ' Second Vice Preal. J. S. Auner, Cashier. f ' n ^°5, voy ' Asst - °ashler. L. O. Reding, Asst. Cashier. B. A. Schemel, Asst. Cashier. Directors: T. H. Wadsworth J ' W ' Wadswortb KJ. van Ness Q. S. Buchanan H irt H. J. Bode Oaylord D. Shumay Edward D. Kelly SHUMWAY & KELLY ATTORNEYS AT LAW Office over Qulnby & Krause Building Algona. Iowa phone 58 " PHYSICIANS & SURGEONS DR. H. L. McCOHKLE DENTIST Office over Long Bros. Grocery Business Phone Oil Residence, 807 ALGONA, IOWA the lips and trembling. She looked at we plteously. "I'm ufvald," she faltered. "Be brave, little girl," i whispered, THE ALGONA HOSPITAL Phone 250 KENEFIOK & CRAWFORD Office Phone 300 Residence Phones: Dr. Keneflck. 67 .. Dr. Crawford, 115 *4 ''Why dpn't you. go Out?" *J d,o$'l; know, I <Jon'i know. I keep « Planing t 0 gp and, then some. leading her forward. Then I threw aside the curtain. "Garry," J 8 ald, "this Is— this Is Berna." There they stood, face to face at last. Long ogo I bad vlslone'd this meeting, plnnfted for, yet dreaded It, and now with utter suddenness it had_ come, tp- O. n. CRETZMEYEIt PHYSICIAN & SURGEON • Glasses Fitted Office Jn J. Galbraith Block. Residence one block east and one block south of office. No calls made after 9:30 p. m. ALGONA, IOWA. oaics Phone, 310, Residence, 444, WALTER FRASER, M. ». PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office In Qulnby Building. loom No. M Phone No. 13 ALGONA, IOWA. DR. w. D, ANDREWS. Oeteopftthlo Physician «te Surgeon Bye, Ear, Now and Throa owt Rub Obatctrka Phone*, omc* 187, Retidence, 988. ALOONA, DR. H, M. OLSON DENTIST Located over Christensen Store. Phones: Business 168, Residence, 478 ALGONA, IOWA. INSURANCE. CITY PROPERTY LOANS FARM LOANS REAL ESTATE INSURANCE OP ALL KINDS CUNNINGHAM & LACY Phone 588 107 w. state 81 ALGONA, IOWA. " MORTICIAN L. M. MERRITT Mortician A Funeral Director. Phone No. n, ALGONA, IOWA. VETERINARIAN. &• W. FOX VeterlnarlftB AJgona office at the old Dr. Saywf Ml 475-W; Reddenc* WJU have man at office »t IOWA, ^'.l-

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