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SATURDAY, SEPT. 30 SELLING OFF THE CROWN LANDS The revenues from Crown lands in England today amount to two million six hundred and fifty thousand dollars. When Queen Victoria surrendered the hereditary revenues of the Crown for life their annual value did not nearly equal the grant of one million nine hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars which Parliament granted to the Sovereign Lady as her civil list. The increase is mainly due to the increase of land values in the city of London. In the city of London alone the Crown holds four thousand two hundred and fifty houses which bring ir a combired rental of over one million five hundred thousand dollars ($1,500,000) a year. Besides these the Crown owns His Majesty's Theatre which brings in a ground rent of over $20,000, ard the land on which the Holborn restaurant is built which pays a ground rent of over $10,000 a year. There is also a huge block of busiress buildings which brings in .2 rental of $35,000. The Crown also owns the beautiful new forest which, though the rent derived from it is only a few hundred dollars a year, would realize a gigantic sum put up for sale. When we remember that originally the whole land of Erglard was once held by the Crown, we see how a administratior through the centuries would have given the présent government almost unlirnited revenues without a penry of taxation. The pity of it is that the lesson taught by England’s history has been lost on the Government of British Columbia. CANADA'S WATER POWERS To Mr. J. B. Challies, of the Department of the Interior, we are indebted for the following revised estimate of the possible horse power available from Canadian streams in different provinces. The report shows that from a total of nearly 16,700,000 h.p, less than 875,000 has been developed or is in course of development. Mr. Challies explains that no really accurate estimate is obtainable until more definite surveys have been made of the mary districts as yet but little known: Possible H: P. DIMM ORD OR es. ee ee Ss ok 470,000 aratian COMM DIG. icc ea eves cae 2,065,400 MEAS ue ir 3 ae Sy 1,144,000 Saskatchewans.....2....... «aes 500,000 DRMRC A. 63. 0%.0 buds 504,000 North West Territories 600,000 DETER ete ee 54 Mig he aeacd ole 4,308,479 Quebec (exclusive of Ungava)....... 6,900,000 New Brunsvick 150,000 Nova Scotia 54,300 Developed and in course. 55,060 150,100 12,000 160,000 about 350,000 125,000 about 9,080 13,300 The Department of the Interior hes ir preparation urder Mr. Challies’ direction a Water Power map of Canada which will show all developed water powers ard all knowr urdeveloped water powers, also various hydrological ard meteorological date of particular inierest to engireers. Edison’s No. 73 Rotary Mimeograph. Noiseless, easiest in operation. 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There are years, many of them, luckily, in which these stacks need not be touched. In an open winter the cattle are carried without having re- sort to the store laid up for a hard spell,,and jn consequence some men trust to luck and keep little or no reserve of hay. These are the men who fail in the cattle business. Sooner or later a deep snow comes; so deep that the cattle cannot paw it away to get at the grass beneath, and then the men who have not provided against such times lose every head of stock. It means ruin to the improvident, but Dick Rolt was not such a fool as to take any chances where the safety of his cattle was concerned. Three years’ hay was stacked in the thou- sand acres, and if none of it should be used the next year’s crop would be cut and stacked just the same. The sight which met the eyes of those who watched at the window would have been weirdly beautiful if the meaning of it had not been so hideous. The night was one which not only precluded any possibility of accidental ignition, but made it diffi- cult to understand the rapidity with which stack after stack burst into flames. The heavy Scotch mist with which the valley was filled—a freezing mist, leon was almost rain—was crimson ow. Over twenty stacks, beginning with the one nearest to the ranch house, were in flames, one here and there which had failed to ignite standing out black and exaggerated in size, in the fierce light made by its fellows, whilst the roar of the burning could be heard where the watchers stood. Down in the middle of the valley ran a chain of red fire, whilst the walls of it were stil! darkness made darker by contrast, and in this, ima- gination could paint the twelve or fourteen men who rode with their weapons in their hands and murder in their hearts. Once or twice a figure was seen near the farthest of the stacks, thrown out in bold relief for a moment as the devil’s work succeeded and the flames took hotd, but though Mary Rolt held her breath to listen, there came no rattle of fire arme. “Twenty-three, Mary, but it is ten minutes since the last blazed up.” “@top where you are, Kitty. Mr Anstruther, for God’s sake, don’t try to move. You can’t help now,” was Mrs. Rolt’s only answer, and then she ran through her husband’s bath-room and they heard her taking the stairs in headlong flight. “Phon, oh, Phon,” they heard her call, “bar the kitchen window, quick! Indians come cut your throat,” and whilst she spoke they heard her turn- ing the keys in the main doors and putting up the great bars. “Run to her, Kitty, and help her. I shall be all right.” “Will you swear to keep still, Frank?” t “] swear. Run, dear.” The girl obeyed him, and a few moments later Mrs. Rolt, Kitty, and the | frightened Chinese cook re entered the room. “They can't get in now unless they burst the doors,” sobbed Mrs. Rolt, breathless with her exertions. “Watch that back door, Kitty, whilst I call the men,” and she ran to her husband’s room again for the revol- ver which hung there. Tearing away the curtains, and throwing the little window open, she peered out, but the light inside was too bright. She could see nothing. “Put the lamp out, Kitty,” she call- ed, and as the light went out in obe- dience to her order, she saw dimly something moving in the shadow of a house where the stores were kept. At once her revolver rang out, shot after shot, until every chamber was empty. It mattered little whether she hit or missed The main thing was to recall the men, and almost before she had ceased firing a horse’s hoofs thundered through the corrals, and a voice hailed her. “That you shooting, Polly? Take cara. Don't shoot any more,” and then for a moment there was bedlam in the.darkness outside, horses gal- loping amongst the buildings, and men running, and twice the sharp me- tallic ring of a rifle. After that the main body of gallop- ing hoofs seemed to recede towards the hills, but thy» Boss and old Al rode up to the house. “Open the door and give me @ lan- tern, my girl. They have all gone, I think, except two, and they won't do any more harm.” There was a hardness in the Boss's voice, which Mary Rolt had never heard before in all the years she had known him, but then she had never seen him before in the light of his blazing stacks. “Did you see anyone when you fired.” he asked, as soon as she had let him in. “| think so, but I am not certain. Oh, Dick, I have not killed anyone, have .I?” she cried, breaking down suddenly, and clinging to him. “Steady, there; steady, little wo- man. Keep your nerve a bit longer. You are doing splendidly. No, you have not hit any one, more’s the pity. Where did you think you saw them?” “Over there by the store-house.” “Ah! But they could not get in in the tia. Lucky we tumbled to their game. Just go and look at the house, Al,’ touching bis arm and whispering, “say nothing if the missus has shot straight.” The old man nodded and went out, In a couple of minutes h:) was back again for the lantern. When he re turned again he handed the Boss a key. “] thought as you allus kept that yourself, Boss.” “Where did you find it?” “In the door of the store-house.” Rolt looked down at it for a mo- ment. “The old devil,” he muttered. “Jest so. But how did he come to get it?” “Old Mary must have stolen it from my room when she came begging this afternoon,” “Guess so. Women had ought to do th@ir own chores, 1 ain't got no use for Injins round a ranch. They've got_all rifles.” oe “What?” “All them spare rifles and three or four dozen boxes of cartridscs, should say, though some of them won't help em much. The rifles are forty-fives, and half the cartridges were for your fifty hundred and ten. Guess we bustled em a bit or they wouldn't have made such a foo! break as that.” Whilst they were speaking Mary Rolt had remained unnoticed with them. Now her husband saw ber and bace her run up stairs and tell the other two that it was al! over and no hsrm done. When she had gone master and man faced each other for some min- utes in silence. “Can't save the stacks, A!’” “That don’t make no odds plenty left.” “Il suppose so, if we are enough to live to want it.” Oh, we shall. We'll pul! through all right, but I wish the women folk were out of this, at Sody Creek or Vie- toria.” “You think it is war, then’” “You bet it’s war, What did they. want them rifles for. They only | burned the etacks to get « show at the store.” i There was no answer ‘o this, but the two listening heard the beat of the returning hoofs, and before long about half of the men of the ranch reined up their lathering horses in front of the mess house “Did you get any of ‘em?” asked Al. “Devil a boof.” “You got sick of the hunt mighty quick.” i “Yes,” drawled one of the boys. “I ain't almighty stuck on night huntin’. Once you're over the hog’s back it’s darker nor the ways of a provincial | politician. It’s so blanked dark it) fairly drowns you after that glare,” | and he looked towards the blazing stacks. “The Injins kinder sunk out) of sight in it.” “We shall have to send some one to | warn the Faircloughs.” “That’s done, Boss. I sent Dan. He's up half way to Grouse Creek by now if the Injins haven't got him.” “Thank you, Al. I think two of you had better come in and sleep in the house to-night, just to reassure the ladies. The rest of you had better sleep with your horses, and there will have to be a couple on the look out all night. They might try to rush us.” | “Not whilst them illuminations is | turned on,” said Al. I guess you can | sleep solid to-night. When it’s dark | it will be different. But I'll see to! the look-outs, Boss, when we've put them two out of sight,” and he point | ed to where something lay in the sha-| dow of the stables. “It was a pity as it was Kineeshaw,” he added. “There'll be no let up now | until they wipe us out or some one lets daylight into old Khelowna. He thought a heap uf Kineeshaw.” CHAPTER XVIII That night the watchers watched in vain. The three and twenty stacks of good hay which should have been turned into beef at thirty or forty dol-| tars a head, flared up and then died | down fnto clear red hearts of fire, and | in the white day light were nothing | but grey spots on the home meadow. | They had been licked up as clean as the mist was by the sun, and left little more trace than the Indians who had lighted them. These had vanished utterly. Two spots of fresh turned earth, outside the corrals, might suggest the recent presence of the Chilcotens to those who knew what lay below, but) these and the charred railings where | the stacks had stood were all the/ traces they had left. ' From tbe hog’s back to the black timber of the enclosing hills there) was no sign of a camp fire, no hint) of a man’s preseace, and one by one | the scouts sent out from the ranch came back with the same story. The Indians had been about a score in number, and were not now to be seen, | neither had they left any trail to say) which way they had gone. The most | experienced among the trackers | guessed that they had scattered, and | it was impossible to say where they would reunite. But Jim would be} back, said the men, and then they could make up their minds what to do. “But Jim did not come. Though they watched for him from hour to hour; though even an ordinary rider in ordinary haste might have been back before the second night fell. The dark came again, and with it no Jim Combe. Neither did morning bring him, and it was not until late afternoon on the fourth day that two men walked slow- ly before their led horses into the corrals, Kitty, whose impatience was de- vyouring her, saw them come. Jim was smoking, of course, and staring about him as he slouched along without a sign of haste, without a shout to tell that he had come. Surely never any man walked as slowly as Jim Combe, never any man looked Sess like the express messenger returned. “He doesn’t seem in a furry,” said Kitty, and there was a world of dis- appointment and bitterness in her tone. She expected every one to} show his excitement as she did hers. | “Did you ever expect Jim to look as_ if he hurried?” asked Mrs. Rolt, who! was leaning over the girl's shoulder) at the window. “Did you want Jim to boil up a gallop at the finish like the driver of an Irish jaunting car? Look at the horses.” They indeed told a tale of haste in the past, haste of which they vere no longer capable, and possibly any man with a view to effect might have dragged his limbs as the horses drag- ged theirs. Jim only walked slowly and imped a little, stopping to speak to one of the boys and to help him off-addle the roan. Then he walked quietly to the house with the doctor, not stop- ping to hear much of what old Al had to tell him. But he managed to take in a great deal in those quiet glances which Kit- ty resented so much, “Any one hurt?” were his first words to Al, before thr old man had ae. to coee ae a “Two of them hurt badly,” pointi to the fresh earth. “None of = tole scratched.” “Didn't try to rush the ranch then?” “Broke the store-house and got the guns while we were at the stacks.” We've lucky “Might have known that they would Jim's try that, What did you all want to g6 te ‘the stacks for? “Didn't calculate to bihow timer out. did you?” Al bume his head. It is dispiriting wherm yoru have a great story to tell, to hamawe ft umderstood and sentence proma>uneeal before you have had time to Open yeour lips. “Hao w “means Injuns were there?” “A Ebout Bifteen, | guess.” “M«ore timan that,” said the man who had mmeot becern there; but he did not stop to ar-gue or hear any more de tails. He remmembered the two bands whicks he ead seen on his way to Soda Creekx, a nG@i he knew all that it was vital to kmmow, so he followed Pro- thero=e quileetly to the house. Thee d@ectcor’s report wes @ good one and e#oom mnade. When sober he was a cap@mbic man, and Anstruther’s in- juries, however painful, were suffi- cientiiy s imaple. “A buradl@e of nerves, fine bred and high struimg,” was Protheroe'’s com- ment. “#4 ssteer who had had the same smasi= ug would have gone on feed- ing. “Thr-ee ribs brokem, badiy shaken up, agmad Dr-uised a bit, of course; but the rfites Weave knit already. You did the-'rilie wt think. Mrs. Rolt. These are your bamdeages?” “Noe, ther are Jim's.” “Of cowrse. J ought to have known pacctkiing ; effective, but a trifle sever. Heere. let me loosen them a little," .amd his deft fingers, which were «as GleBicmte aa a woman's and as | stronez as =i man's, played about An- strutim-ecr ~wicth astonishimg rapidity. “That'e@ beetther, isn’t ft?" Anwtrutkur sighed. “Yes, I can move mow, | think, without fainting.” “Burt ywam moust not; at least, not much. J4mm was on the right track, but hee cearteainFy did mot give you much play. Wom e«lorm’t drink much, do you?” “No > neot much.” “Aneel yeou're not twenty-five. Lord! Lord! Wheat could hurt a man who doesm® dairmsk and isn’t twenty-five? Your ccmse was not worth the ride, but perhaps wee may have others,” he add- ed cheeerfwiBy, “now that old Khelowna has br-ekem out.” . €T@) BE CONTINUED) <0AL NOTICE Skeena TLuand [>iistrict—District of Queen Chralotie Take mxmm«xticee tuthat thirty days Crem date, |. C. b. Bainter —rahsamm Isiaand described as follows: Commecescncizag at = post planted two miles north of C. E. BEt. Cemal Lease No. 3, marked C. E. dainter N. W. e@ecorner- Coal Lease No. 6, thence south 60 chains, tchencce «ast 50 chains, thence north 50 chains, tathencee west 80 chains tw place of com- | mencemen=nt Dated Seegpt.1 1, 19a, C. E. BAINTER, Locator Pub. Segoe. 23 Skeena Liwamd Dieetrict—District of Queen Charlotte Take memcotize: (iat thirty days from date, |, C. EB Bainter cati-on,.. Slst July 1911. Pub. Aug-— 4&7. Skeena Lemumd [Oisetrict-— District of Queen Chatlotte Islands Take meotice: t5=si Austin M. Brown of Prince Rup.us, ceceupeatiiion saddier, intends to apply to the Chief <—ormenniiasiomer of Lands and Works for 4 licence to ag yo hig coal, oil and petroleum on and upsier thes ff wo described lamds om the West Coast of “(jaaheserm and: Commeemcingg acta post planted three miles east of the @oumtiheaast. cormer wf C. north 80 coltaminam, thence east 50 chains, thence south 380 chains, themnces west 50 chains tc point of com- | mencemerm= t. AUSTIN M. BROWN, Locator | Located Aw oguset Est, 3921. Pub. Aus 1%. Skeena Lauwand [diet=rict— District of Queen Chariotts Islands Take macotiice timaat Rupert, eamdidieer, intends to appl Ceamistaemer of Lamds and Wor to prospexeca foer «coal, olf and un the rn described Coast of (