The Hartshorne Sun. (Hartshorne, Okla.), Vol. 23, No. 5, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 25, 1917 Page: 3 of 8
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THE LONE STAR RANGER
A Thrilling Texas Border Story
By ZANE GREY
SYNOPSIS.
Buck DuaniL Inheriting blntwl lust from
hla father, kill* a llquor-ma<lili>n.'i1 "bad
man" who It bont on killing Dunne. To
eeeape the law. Huck IWs to tho wild
country Infcsted by outlaws. He ban Just
met one anil Is Invited to form a partner-
ship for Ixit tar or worst). Ha accepts.
They hare trouble at once. Htevena .Ilea
from a bullet wound, liuck enters the
ramp of liland'a Kani? and wounds an
outlaw who trios to kill him. He lln.la a
champion In Kuctire, and throush him
menta Mrs. Bland, and J nnli\ an or-
phaned liuBtaRe.
Comes the next big crisis in
Buck Duane's life. He meets It
with characteristic energy and
decision. More murder Is done,
but the cause is good. Love and
license and Intrigue play their
part in the drama. How this
hunted man who isn't an outlaw
at heart brings out the only de-
cent streak In Euchre and how
he roilB another bad man by
shielding the helpless Is told
here.
CHAPTER VII.
That night Dunne wns not troubled
by ghosts haunting his walking and
sleeping hours. Ho awoke feeling
bright arid eager, nnd grateful to
Euchre for hiLving put something
worth whllo Into his mind. During
breakfast, however, ho was unusually
thoughtful, working over the Idea of
how much or how little he could con-
fide In the outlaw. He was aware of
Euchre's scrutiny.
"Will," began the old man, nt last,
"how'd you make out with Jenule?
What'd you an* she talk ahout?"
"We had a little chat. You know
yon wanted mo to cheer her up."
Euchre eat with cofTee-cup poised
and narrow eyes studying Dunno.
"Huck, I'vo seen some outlaws
whose word was good. Mine Is. You
can trust me. I trusted you, tnkln'
you over there an' puttln' you wise to
my tryln' to help thet poor kid."
Thus enjoined by Euchre, Duane be-
gan to tell the conversations with Jen-
nie nnd Mrs. Bland word for word.
Long before he had reached an end
Euchre Bet down the coiTee-cup nnd
began to stare, nnd at the conclusion
of the story his face lost some of Its
red color and beads of sweat stood
out thickly on his brow.
"Wal, If thet doesn't floor met" ho
ejaculated, blinking at Dunne. "Young
man, I flggered you was some swift,
on' sure to make your mark on this
river; bnt I reckon I missed your real
caliber. Do you know whnt It 'II take
to do all you promised Jen?"
"I haven't any idea," replied Duane,
gravely.
"You'll have to pull the wool over
Kate Bland's eyes, an' even If she fnlls
In love with you, which's shore likely,
thet won't be easy. An' she'd kill you
In n mlnnlt. Buck, If she ever got
wise. You ain't mistaken her none,
ore you?"
"Not me, Euchre. She's n woman.
I'd fear her more than any man."
"Wal, you'll have to kill Bland nn'
Chess Allowny an' Bugg, an' mehhe
some others, before yon enn ride off
Into the hills with thet girl."
"All right. I'll meet whnt comes,'
snld Dunne, quietly. "The great point
Is to have horses ready nnd pick tho
rlulit moment, then rush tho trick
through."
"Tliet's the only chance fer success.
An' you can't do It alone."
"I'll have to. I wouldn't nsk you to
help me."
"Wal, I'll take my chances," replied
Euchre, gruffly. "I'm going to help
Jennie, you can gMiible your Inst peso,
on thet."
They tnlked and planned, though In
truth It was Euchre who planned,
Duane who listened nnd ogreed. While
awaiting the return of Bland and his
lieutenants It wou'd be well for Duane
to grow friendly with the other out-
laws, to sit In a few games of monte,
or show a willingness to spend a little
money. The tw« schemers were to
call upon Mrs. Bland every day—
Euchre to enrry messages of cheer and
warning to Jeunle, Duane to blind tho
eider woman at any cost. These pre-
liminaries decided upon, they proceed-
ed to put them Into action.
No hard tnsk was It to win the friend-
ship of the most of those good-natured
outlaws. There were men among
them, however, thnt made Duane feel
that terrible inexplicable wrath rise
In his breast He could not bear to be
near them. Jackrabblt Benson was
one of these men. Because of him nnd
other outlaws of his Ilk Duane coold
scarcely ever forget the reality of
things. This was a hidden valley, a
robber*1 den, a rendezvous for mur-
derers, a wild place stained red by
deeds of wild men. And because of
that there was always a changed at-
mosphere. The merriest Idlest most
careless moment might In the flash of
an sye end la ruthless and tragic ac-
tion. Duane felt rather than saw a
dark, brooding shadow over the valley.
Then, without >07 solicitation or en-
couragement from Duane, the Bland
woman fell passionately In love with
him. She launched herself. And the
thing which evidently held her In check
was the newness, the strangenesa, and
for the moment the all-satisfying
of his respect for her. Duane
deference. That was his strong point,
and It had mode his part easy so fur.
He wus playing a game of love-
playing with life and death! Whnt
little communication he bad «lth Jen-
nie was through Euchre, who curried
short messages. But he caught
glimpses of her every time he went
to the Bland house. She contrived
somehow to pass door "r window, to
give him a look when chance afforded.
Dunne discovered with surprise that
these moments were more thrilling to
liilll than nny with Mrs. Bland. Jennie
had been Instructed by Euchre to
listen, to understand that ibis was
Dunne's only chance to help keep her
mind from constant worry, to gather
the Import of every word which had a
double meaning. And all through
those waiting days he knew that Jen-
nie's face, nnd n*per|jilly the warm,
fleeting glance she gave him, was re-
sponsible f-r a subtle nnd gradual
change In hint. This change, he
fancied, wns only that through remem-
brance of her he K-.t rid of his pule,
sickening gleets.
One day a careless Mexican threw
n lighted clcurette up Into the brush
malting that served os a celling for
Benson's den, nnd there was a tire
which left little more than the adobe
Willis standing. The result was that
whllo repairs were being made there
%
hla latter remark was significant to b
clnss of men who from Inclination and
necessity practiced at gun-drnwlng un-
til they wore callous and sore places
on their thumbs ond Inculcated In the
very deeps of their nervous organiza-
tion a hnblt that mnde even the sim-
plest nnd most Innocent motion of the
hand end at or near the hip. There
was something remarkable about a
gun-fighter's hand. It never seemed to
he gloved, never to he Injured, never
out of sight or In an awkward posi-
tion. tiriwled outlaws in that group,
soma of whom had ninny notch, s on
their gimhiilidles, accorded I • > 1:1 r n"
silence that carried conviction of the
regard in which he was held.
"Orfill hot, ain't it';" remarked Bill
Black, presently. BUI foulil not keep
quiet for long. He was a typical
Texas desperado, hud never been any-
thing else. He WUS Sloop shouldered
and how hwed from much riding; a
wiry Utile man, all muscle, with 11
square head, a hurd fli' e partly black
from scrubby beard and red from sun,
and a bright, roving, cruel eye. His
shirt was open at the neck, showing u
grizzled breast.
"Lustiest mil tit I ever ru-tbd with,"
went on Bill, disennh ntcdly. "Nuthin'
to do! Say, If anjhody wards to swim
maybe some of you'll gamble?"
lie produced n dirty pack of cards
nnd wuved them lit the motionless
crowd.
"Bill, you're too good ot cnrtls," re-
plied n lunky outlaw.
"Now, Jusper, you sny thet power-
ful sweet, nn' you look sweet, er I
might tnke It to henrt," replied Bluck,
with a sudden chunge of tone.
Here It was ngnln—thut upflnshlng
passion. Whnt Jusper saw fit to reply
would mollify tho outlaw or It would
not There wns an even balance.
"No offense, BUI," suld Jusper,
placidly, without moving.
Bill grunted and forgot Jusper. But
he seemed restless and dissatisfied.
Dunne watching the disgruntled out-
rtvnt flowed with If he Rothere.1 thnt
Euchre lind acquainted her of his ac-
tion wltii Black.
"He might have killed youshe
whispered, more cltpirly ; nnd If Dunno
lind ever heard love In a votiv he
heard It then. It softened him. It
was easy, even pleasant to kiss her;
but Dunne resolved thnt, whatever her
abandonment might become, tie would
not go furliier tluin the lie she mnde
him act.
"Buck, you love me?" she whispered.
"Yes—yes," tin burst out, eager to
get tt over, ami even as tie spoke he
caught the pale gleam of Jennie s face
through the window. He felt a shame
he was glad she could not see.
The moon bad risen over Hie eastern
bulge of dark mountain, ami now the
valley wns Hooded wlili me: a light,
and shadow* ,,r cotton* I- wavered
:nln«t the i-|i\cr.
Suddenly the dip-clop. e!l|>clop of
n Iniu'ti
me a
oung;
You're
your I
dangerous mei
hoofs .
nnd lis
the. roi
The h
come I
lit hill'
black
Duane
"It's
grnspll
"You 11 • 11 -1 run I
That'd he worse
his horse's trot.'
Then She drug!
pushed him in.
"Euchre, come
raise lo
•;il|Sed lMtnill
ten.
id from the head of
i.ur was unusual for
ii. I're-i ntly the 11.111
• was crossed nt 11 -1 I
moving objects. T
Ill.iii'l!" whispered 1
11.,,inn with .- In.I.
No. lie il
It'.-. Bn.111:
■d 1 lull he to the door,
• Hue out Willi Hie ! I inane,
you May with the girl I I'll t. II Bland
you're in love with her. Jen, If you
^i\e us awny I'll wring your licet;."
The swift'action uml tier.-.- wl.Wpor
told Duane that Mrs. Bland was her-
self ngaln. I mane stepped cl
Jennie, who stood near the window.
Neither spoke, but tier hands were
outstretched to meet his own. They
were small, trembling hands, cold as
Ice. H held them close, trying to
convey whnt ho felt—that he would
protect her. She leaned against him,
and they looked out of the window.
Duane saw the riders dismount down
Iho Inne nnd wearily come forward. A
boy led away the horses. Euchre, fir
old fox, was talking loud and with
remarkable ease, considering what ho
claimed his natural cowardice.
Hie approaching outlaws, hearing
voices, halted a rod or so from the
porch. Than Mrs. Blund uttered an
exclamation, ostensibly meant to ex-
11*11 y.
replied Bland
■.insider the Plea?" |
Cood night." j
I by 1
e end I
law, marveled at him und wondered press surprise, and hurried out to meet
She Contrived to Pasa tho Window.
was no gambling and drinking. Time
hung very heavily on the hands of
some twoscore outlaws. Duane, how-
ever, found the hours anything hut
empty. He s|«*nt more time at Mrs.
Bland's; he walked miles on all the
trails leading out of the valley ; he had
a care for the conditions of his two
horses.
Upon his return from the latest of
these tramps Euchre suggested thut
they go down to the river to the boat-
landing.
Nearly nil the outlaws In camp were
assembled on the river-hank, lolling in
the shade of the cottonwoods. The
heat was oppressive.
Duane and Euchre Joined the lazy
group and sat down with them.
Euchre lighted a black pipe, and,
drawing his hot over his eyes, lay
hack In comfort after the mnnner of
the mojorlty of the outlaws. But
Duane was alert observing, thought-
ful. He never missed anything. It
was his belief that any moment an Idle
word might be of benefit to him. More-
over. these rough men were always In-
teresting.
"Bland's been chased acrost the
river," said one.
'Naw, he's dellverlu' cattle to thet
Cuban ship," replied another.
"Itlg deal on. hey?"
"Some big. Ilugg says the boss hed
an order fer fifteen thousand."
"Say. that order 11 take a year to
fill."
"Naw. Ilardln Is In cahoots with
Bland. Between 'em they'll fill orders
bigger 'n thet"
"Wondered what Hardin was rust-
lln' In here fer."
Duane could not possibly attend to
all the conversation among the out-
laws. He endeavored to get the drift
of talk nearest to him.
"Kid Fuller's goln' to cash," aald a
Bandy-whiskered little outlaw.
"So Jim was telling me. Blood-
poison. ain't ItT Thet hole wasn't bad.
But he took the fever," rejoined a
comrade.
"Deger says the Kid might pull
through If he had nursln'."
"Wal. Kate Bland ain't nnraln' any
shot-up boys theae day*. She hasn't
got time."
▲ laugh followed this sally; then
came a penetrating silence. Some of
the outlaws glanced good-naturedly at
Duane. They bore him no 111 wllL
Manifestly tbey were aware of Mrs.
Bland's infatuation.
"Boys, poke all the fun yon like at
me, bnt don't mention any lady's name
again. My band Is nervous and Itchy
these daya."
hlmaetf to ploase. to amu
, to later-
1 her. and always with
whut was In his mind. These men
were more variable tlmn children, as
unstable as water, as dangerous bb
dynamite.
"Bill, I'll bet you ten you can't spill
whatever'* In the bucket thet peon's
puckin'," snld tho outlaw called Jim.
Black's head came up with the ac-
tion of a hawk ahout to swoop.
Dusne glanced from Black to the
road, where he saw a crippled peon
carrying a tin bucket toward the river.
This peon was a half-witted Indlun
who lived In a shack and did odd Jobs
for the Mexicans. Duune had met him
often.
"Jim, I'll take you up," replied
Black.
Something, perhnps n harshness In
his voice, caused Duuno to whirl. He
caught a leaping gleum In the outlaw's
eye.
"Aw, Bill, tliet's too fur a shot,"
said Jasper, as Black rested on elbow
on his knee and sighted over the long,
heavy Colt. The distance to the peon
was about fifty paces, too far for even
the most expert shot to hit a moving
ohjcct so small as a bucket.
Duane, marvelously keen In the
alignment of sights, was positive that
Bluck held too high. Another look at
tho hurd face, now tense und dork
with blood, confirmed Duane's sus-
picion thut the outlaw wus uot aiming
ut the bucket at all. Dunno leaped
ond struck the level gun out of his
hand. Another outlaw picked it up.
Bluck fell hack astounded. De-
prived of his weapon, ho did not seem
the sumo man, or else ho was cowed
by Duane's significant and formidable
front Sullenly he turned away with-
out even asking for bis gun.
CHAPTER VIII.
Whnt n contrast, Dunno thought the
calm evening of that day presented to
the stnto of his soull This third fac-
ing of a desperate man bud thrown
hi in off his balance. It had not been
fatal, but It threatened so much.
Despair had seized upon him and was
driving him Into a reckless mood when
he thought of Jennie.
He lind forgotten her. He hud for-
gotten thut he hnd promised to save
her. He hnd forgotten that ho meant
to snuff out as many lives as might
stand between her and freedom. The
very remembrance sheered off his
morbid introspection. She mnde
difference. How strange for him to
realize thnt 1 He felt grateful to her.
He had been forced Into outlawry; she
bad been stolen from her people and
carried Into captivity. They had met
In tho river fastness, he to Instill hope
Into her despairing life, she to be the
means, perhaps, of keeping blm from
sinking to tlie level of her captors. He
became conscious of a strong anil beat-
ing desire to see her, talk with her.
These thoughts bad run through his
mind while on his way to Mrs. Bland's
house. He had let Euchre go on ahead
because he wanted more time to com-
pose himself. Darkness had about set
In when he reached his destination.
There was no light In the house. Mra.
Bland was waiting for him on the
them. She greeted her husband warm
ly and gave welcome to the other man.
Duane could not seo well enongh In
the shadow to recognize Bland's com-
panion, hut he believed It wus Allo-
wuy.
"Dog-tired wo are and starved," snld
Bland, heavily. "Who's here with
you?"
"That's Eucbre on the porch. Duane
Is Inside at the window with Jen,"
replied Mrs. Bland.
"Dunne I" I10 exclaimed. Then he
whispered low—something Dunne
could not catch.
"Why, I asked him to come," said
the chiers wife. She spoke easily and
nnturully and mnde no chnngo In tone.
"Jen has been ailing. She gets thin-
ner and whiter every duy. Dunne
came here one day with Euchre, saw
Jen, and went looney over her pretty
face, sumo as all you men. So 1 let
him come."
Bland cursed low and deep under his
brenth, Tho older man mudo a violent
action of some kind and apparently
was quieted by a restraining hand.
Then he led the way to the porch,
his spurs clinking, tl-o weapons he was
carrying rattling, and he flopped down
on a bench.
"How aro yon, boss?" asked Euchre.
"Hello, old man. I'm well, hut all
In."
Alloway slowly wnlkcd on to the
porch nnd leaned agnlnst the rail. He
answered Euchre's greeting with a
nod. Then he stood there a dark,
silent figure.
Mrs. Btnnd's full voice In eager
questioning hud a tendency to ense the
sltuntlon. Blond replied briefly to her,
reporting a remarkably successful trip.
Duane thought It was time to show
himself. He hud a feeling that Bland
and Alloway would let him go for the
moment They wore plainly non-
plused, and Alloway seemed sullen,
brooding.
"Jennie," whispered Dunne, "thnt
was clever of Mrs. Bland. We'll keep
up tho deception. Any day now be
ready I"
She pressed close to him, nnd a
barely audible "Hurry I" cume breuth-
lng Into his ear.
"Good night, Jennie," he snld. oloud.
"Hope you feel better to-morrow."
Then he Stepped out Into the moon-
light nnd spoke. Bland returned the
greeting, and, though he was not
amlnhle, he did not show resentment
"Met Jasper as I rode In," snld
Bland, presently. "He told me you
made Bill Black mad, and there's liable
to be a light Whut did you go off the
handle about?"
Duane explained the Incident "I'm
sorry I happened to be there," he went
on. "It wasn't my business."
"Scurvy trick that 'd been," mut-
tered Bland. "You did right All the
same, Duane, I want you to stop
quarreling with my men. If you were
one of us—that'd be different I can't
keep my men from fighting. But I'm
not callcd on to let an outsider hang
around my camp and plug my rus-
tlers."
"I guess m have to be hitting the
trail for somewhere," said Duane.
"Why not Join my band? You've
mMfinrjMv inn'!
lon't know yourself,
ou've (jot n temper;
s one <>f the most
Texas ever hnd. 1
don't see nny other career for you.
Instead of going It alone—a lone wolf,
as the Texnns ssy—why not make
friends with other outlaws? You'll
live longer."
Euchre squirmed In Ills seat.
"Boss. I've been glvlrt' the boy eg-
ractly tliet same line of talk An' he'd
bo a grand feller fer the gang I'vo
seen Wild Bill Tlickok throw a gun,
an' Billy tho Kl.l, an' Hardin.' an'
Chess hero—ul! the fastest men on the
bonier. An' with upoloclcs to present
niipany, I'm hero to say Dunne has
them till skinned. Ills draw Is dtffer-
t. Yon can't see how lie does Ii."
Euchre's ndmlrlnc praise served to
create an effective Utile mIcihv. Allo-
wny shifted uneasily on Irs feel, tils
'purs Jangling faintly, and .lei not lift
ills head. Bland seemed thought fill.
"That's nil.mt the only qnuliileuilon
I have to make me ollc tile for your
band," said I inane. 1
"II '.1 good euotlgii
shortly. "Will you
"I'll think it ove
He left the group, followed
l'uchn>. When they reached the
of the lane, and before tbey hud ex-
crtatiged a word. Bland called Euchre
back. Duane proceeded slowly along
the moonlit road to nhln am.' sat
down under the eolloiiwoo.ls to wait
for Kuchro. As he sat there with a
foreboding of more and darker work
abend of him there was y. t u strange
sweetness left to him, IIml it lay ill
thought of Jennie. The pressure of
her cold little hands lingered in his.
lie did not think or her ns a woman,
and ho did not analyze Ids feelings,
lie Just hail vague, dreamy thoughts
und Imnglnutlous thut were Inter-
spersed In tho constunt and stern re-
volving of plnns to save her.
A shuffling step roused him. Euchre's
dark figure cnuio crossing the moon-
light gruss under tho cottonwood*.
The moment tho outlaw reached hi in
Duuno naw that ho was laboring under
great excitement It scarcely affected
Dunne.' Ho seemed to he acquiring
Ijutlence, culmness, strength.
"Iiluud kept you pretty long," he
suld.
"Walt till I git my breath," replied
Euchre. Ho sat Biient a little while,
fanning himself with a sombrero,
though tho night was cool, and then
ho went Into tho cabin to return
presently with a lighted pipe.
"Fine night," he said; and his tone
further acquainted Duone with
Euchre's quaint humor. "Flue night
for iove-nffairs, by guin!"
"I'd noticed that" rejoined Duane,
dryly.
"Buck, listen to this here yarn.
When I got back to the porcfc I seen
Bland. Asked me some questions right
from the shoulder. I was ready for
them, an' I swore tho moon was green
cheese. Ho was satisfied. Bland al-
ways trusted me, an' liked me, too, I
reckon. I hated to lie black thet way.
But lie'* a hard man with bad Inten-
tions toward Jennie, an' I'd double-
cross him uny day.
'Then he went Into the house. Jen-
nie hud gone to her little room, an'
Blond called lier to come out Then,
Buck, his next move wn some sur-
prlslii'. Ho deliberately thrOwed a gnn
on Kate. Yea nlr, he pointed his big
blue Colt right at ber, an' he says:
"'I'vo a mind to blow out your
brains.'
" '(Jo ahead,' says Kate, cool as could
be.
" 'Ytiu lied to me,' he roors.
"Koto laughed In his fnce. Bland
slummed the gun down an' made a
tn' on with htm, an" I want to know
If she's been on' you toll me the truth
I'll let you go. I'll send you to lluuts-
vllte, where you can cnmniunlcnte
with your friends. I'll give you
money.'
"Thet must hov been n hell of a
mlnnlt fer Knte Bland. If ever I seen
death In a man's eye I seen It In
Bland's. He loves her. Tliet's the
strange part of It
"'Has Dunne been comln' here to
seo my wlfe7' Bland asked, fierce
like.
"'No,' said Jennie.
'"He lins fallen in love with you
Knte said thet'
"'I—I'm not—I don't know—bo
hnsn't told me.'
"'But you're In love with him?"
"'Yes.' she snld; an', ltuck, If yon
only could have seen her I She throw-
ed up her head, an' her eye* were full
of lire. P.lniul seemed dazed at sight
of her. An' Alloway, why, thet little
skunk of nn outlaw cried right nut
lie was hit plumb center, lie's In
love with Jen. An' the look of her
then was enough tn make nny feller
quit, lie .lest slunk out of tho room.
I told you, mehhe, thet he'd been try-
In' to git Bland to marry Jen to him.
So even a tough like Alloway can love
a woman I
"Bland stamped up nn' down the
room. He sure was dyln' linrd.
'Jennie,' he snld, once more turnln'
to her. 'You swear tn fear of your
life thet you're teliln' truth. Knte's
not In love with Duane? She's let him
imo to see you? There's been nuthln'
between them?'
"'No. I swenr,' answered Jennie;
an' Blund sat down like a man licked.
'"fio to bed, you wlille-fnced—'
Bland choked on some word or other
— a bad one, I reckon—nn' ho positive-
ly shook In hi* choir.
"Jennie went then, an' Kate began
tn have hysterics. An' your Uncle
Euchre ducked Ills nut out of tho door
nn' come home."
Tills new drui; is nil oilier compound
discovered by 11 <'liiclniiull ehetnlsl. It
l« culled freefone, and can
now tie obtained in tiny
hollies as here shown at
very little cost from nny
drug store. Just nsk for
freezoitw. Apply 11 drop or
two directly upon a tender
corn or rnllu* und iustunt-
ly the soreness disappear*.
Shortly you will find the
corn or callus so loose that
you cun lift It off. root
and all. with the lingers.
Not a' twinge of puin,
soreness or Irritation; not
even Hie slightest sinurt-
Inc. either when applying
freestone or afterward*.
This drug doesn't eat up
the corn or callus, but •
shrivels them so they loos*
en and come right out. It
works like 11 charm. For
11 few cents you can got
rid of every hard corn,
Hoft corn or corn between
till! toes, US well ns painful en 11 uses on
bottom of your feet. It never illsap-
points and never burns, bites or iu-
Humes.—Adv.
improving Washington.
Nearly every president of the United
Slates Since the city of Washington
was laid out lias endeavored belter
and more beautiful than lie found It.
President Wilson Is no exception, lie
I* said lo have a mill I ious plnns fur the
Improvement of the city, and il i* be-
lieved these will lie carried out during
Ills second term. Development of the
Ureal Flllls electric power and the es-
tablishment of a new und magnificent
public park are wild to he Included In
Mr. Wilson's program.
AFTER 14 YEARS
OF SUFFERING
Duane Struck the Oun Out of Hlo
Hand.
CHAPTER IX.
Both men were awake early, silent
Willi the premonition of trouble ahead,
thoughtful of the fact that the time
for the long-planned action was at
hand.
"Buck, the sooner the better now,"
Euchre finally declared, with a glint
In his eye. "Tho more time we use tip
now the less surprised Bland 'II be."
'I'm ready wlion you are," replied
Duane, quietly, and he rose from ths
table.
"Wal, saddle np. then," went on
Euchre, gruffly. "Tie on them two
packs I made, one fer each saddle.
You can't tell—tnebbe either hosa will
be carryln' double. It's good they're
both big, strong bosses. Queas that
wasn't s wise move of your Undo
Euchre's—brlngin' In your hosses an'
havln' them ready!"
Euchre, I hope yon're not going to
get In bod here. I'm afraid you era.
Let mo do the rest now," said Duane.
The old outlaw eyed him sarcasti-
cally.
"Thet 'd be turrihle now, wouldn't
It? If you want to know, why Pm
In bad already. I dldnt tell you that
Alloway called me last night Ha'S
gettln' wise pretty quick."
"Euchre, you're going with msT"
queried Duane, auddenly divining Ufa
truth.
"Wal, I reckon. Hither to hell ar
safe over the mountain I Now, Buck,
you do some hard Oggerln' while I go
nosln' round. It's pretty early, which
'a all the better."
Euchre put on hla sombrero, and as
he went out Dunne saw that he wore
a gun-and-cartrldge belt It was the
first time Duane bad ever aecn tho
outlaw armed.
Duane packed his few belongings
Into his saddle-bags, and then carried
the saddles out of the corral. Ths
hour had arrived, and he waa ready.
Time passed slowly. Flnully he
heard the shuffle of Euchre's boots
on the hard path. The souud was
quicker than usual.
When Euchre came around tha
corner of the cabin Duane waa not so
astounded as he waa concerned to sea
the outlaw white and shaking. Sweat
dripped from him. He had a wild look.
"Luck ours—so—fur. Buck I" ho
panted.
"You don't look It" replied Duane.
"I'm turrihle alck. Jest killed a man.
Fust one I ever killed I"
"Who?" asked Duane, startled.
"Jackrabblt Benson. An' sick aa 1
am. I'm gloryln" In It. 1 went nosln'
round up tho road. Knw Alloway goln'
Into Degor's. He's thick with the
Degers. Beckon he'a askln' questions.
Anyway, I wns sure glnd to see him
away from Blnnd's. An' he didn't ae«
me. When 1 dropped Into Benson'l
there wasn't nobody there bnt Jack-
rabbit an' some greaser* he wns stsrV
In' to work. Benson never hnd no use
for me. An' he up an' said he wouldn't
give a two-bit piece fer tny life. I
asked him why.
" **ou're double-crass!n' tho bo*s en'
Chess.' he said.
"'Jack, what 'd you give fer youi
own life?" I asked htm.
"Ho straightened up surprised an'
mean-lookln'. An' I let blm have It,
plumb center! He wilted, an' ths
greasers run. 1 reckon I'll never sleep
again. But I had to do It"
Duane aaked If the shot had attract*
This Lady Tried Cardui. Let H«r
Tell You in The Following
Statement The Results
She Obtained.
Wise, Va.—Mrs. J. M. Elam, of this
place, In writing of her feraala
troubles, says: "This trouble went oa
for 14 yenrs, often I was unable to
Work and suffered badly nt . . . times,
when I could not be on my feet at all.
Rcully In bad health all the time dur-
ing those 14 years, and wna never
without pain, with awful buckochlng,
had no appetite, waa nervous, hot at
tlint time my husbund's sister . . .
recommended that I try Cardui, which
I began to take . . . and which has
caused me to be In better health ever
since. In a few days I .felt thut Im-
provement had begun, v My back got
stronger and less painful. I got lees
nervous and my appetite began to Im-
prove. In a few weeks my Improve-
ment was noticeable, and I got Into
better health than I had had for 14
years. . . My walking before had beea
very painful, and could not stand on
my feet to do ony good. After using
these medicines, however, I could walk
without pain and wus able to do tho
work nnd housekeeping for an ordi-
nary family. My back and appettto <
were better nnd also my nerves."
If you suffer ns Mrs. Elam did. te>a
Cardui. It may be Just what yom
need.—Adv.
Effect of Privilege.
Senator Sutherland of Utah wns
talking about certain "privileged" |>or-
sons.
"I'm ii foe tb all 'privilege,' he said.
"Privilege means trouble. It's like tho
uteumbout captain who hud the bar
privilege.
"This captain, to whom all tlw prof-
its went, shouted through his telephona
to the engineer:
" 'For lieu veil's sake, Mike, slow her
down. We got 'em drinkln' fine.' "
BREAD WITHOUT 8ALT IS TASTELE88
A medicine chest without Magic Ai*
nlca Liniment la useless. Best of all
liniments for sprains, swellings.
brulieB, rheumatism and neuralgia.
Three sizes, 25c, 50c and H.W.—Adv.
fats, unlike politicians, give voice to
I he most decided llllerunces while on
the fence l the dark.
If time is money that of some men
Itllisl he lead nickels.
Some men are unable to think when
dnuik or lo tiilk when sober.
SiaS?na®
THE HIGHEST QUALITY
MACARONI
36 Ayr Recipe Ami Ftrt
SKINNER MFG. CO. OMAHA IULA.
porch. ...
She embraced him, and the sudden, 1 got a bad atari already, DnaDe, and If
violent unfamiliar contact sent such a I know this border you'll never be a
shock through him that he all bnt
forgot the deep gan>« he waa playing.
She, however, la ber agitation did not
notice his shrinking. Prw- her em-
respectable citizen again. You're a
born killer."
"But I'm no gun-fighter." protested
Dime. "Circumstances made l
grab fer her. He choked her till I
thought ahe waa strangled. Alloway
made him stop. She Sopped down on
the bed an' gasped far a while.
"Then he went la an' dragged poor
Jen out An' when I seen Bland twist
her—hurt her-I had . queer hot feel- • * attention outside.
In' deep down In me. an' fer the only
time In my life 1 wished I was a gun-
fighter.
"Wal. Jen waa whiter *n a aheet an'
her eyes were big and stary, but she
had nerve. Fust time I ever seen ber :
show any.
'Jennie,' bo said. *my wife said •
Duane
What, in your opinion, ara tha
chances that Buck and Bush re
will get away with little Jennie?
lent It poeeible that the feed
element hidden In Mrs. Bland
will crop out to save Buck?
braes and the tender, tscohersa: wards ; "Wo doubt" totawapted Biaod, ^th she's lyla'. I think ska's haaa caxTj
(TO aa OOMTDfVBB^
COTTON
V W# handle eotUmoeoonslgaDieatODly 1
sad have the Bn««i conerew •srvhoasee
with slmoat unlimitedospacll/, wham
jourcottoawill besbeolutalyfnefrom
all wratber damaff*. Highest ele-slB-
eailuos and low«l Istensi ralsa on
Butler sdTsooed. Write u (or fell
particulars.
COHLMAIf. LESTER A Ca
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