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Show TIIE LEHI SUN. LEIII, UTAH ft IIMI tvi T;rH t ! I 1 M If C 71 EL? ! JSs - ( W ..7 I f i HUM imurm ttrnmr - - ... r j BEGINNING THE STORY ...... Arizona ranchman, find an old friend UcCann,.y,u"5 miia. Stark, daughter of Matthew Zl, ltb .m of the McCanns, Is rendering first aid I"":..! enemy." . tn blu Wii8on. Ann Glfford L. mvf-- hrntner. n"""! " , - r. . - ,, mveieri"" , K,.,her. attempts " " Jul Fthel to "heep ranching and on that account t kt rot"1' Vf tiemen. "Night riders" snooi a jucann rancn rl''hth,C8wiS father, offers a reward for the all. Kmv WUson McCann horsewhips Jasper, be K Fer their -Identity, i Mfltthew 6taru posts notice he practically "7 "aiflord't tragedy It the fate of her f fii Wilson on 'f "; J and abandoned by her lover. Jasper Vlttt, letLnow " hM sln,8ter 8ecret con- r.ffariOltB.jt"0BSeArdl. i believed by the Stark to r th. McCanns. but rumor link, his name with silled by the Mcca . an(J fc. from am .VNora Olfforo- h wllson McCann stooping over him. Matthew Stark is shot and killed, from am- r j Mora u'"",.. -j wjth wuson aicaim vwvv..i m.u. I1.1iflnd.,bll?eer brother, accuse McCann of the killing. lot ".Vdsnlai. Wilson Is shot from in. cnapparw wnue I it il "e o..rir body. Believing mm ons, juh ana ner iW or.st't; to the Stark home. Dave Stone. Stark rider, fcner 6ve BI a "killer," doubts wuson's guut, ana in- "fltb?r is disinherited by hi. father's wllL Wllson Mc V WfJ recovery. With Phil, Julia visits Ann Glfford tB begin JJ miBery at Ufe's Injustice. Is distinctly un- tan- dir. CHAPTER VII -9- Lrt of PDll 0plnion' rs did not rlue " . -h onil on. sattliesneepra" Mrf Be turned up an that broogw niul uuT"'r et to the hHls. Here he borse and cumoea iu above. Carefully, so i k. .i n time within ob- from the house, he worked Uipoveof live oaks In From this ne couia tuua the ranch. Uced his hand arouna nis and gave the hoot of an owl. it intervals of half a min-e min-e repeated this. Milt from the back door of isetslim and graceful figure kli she walked up the rise ike grove a little breath of rmglit the print dress aDout :! so that the skirt clung ; knees and remodeled Itself i step. There was something gesture of her fine and exqui-iomentarily exqui-iomentarily she stood si-is si-is breast rising and falling Si the climb. After one fm her eyes had fallen be- fit do yoo want with me?" lied at last. I tateful note of triumphant j vas in his laugh. "What Ft; reckon I want with you?" e on his face sent the ! to her cheeks. There WMn I. M pt and girlish coquetry to p against snch grossness. Im-tep at me," she faltered. on't let me alone. If I had Ft to give you anything at "J cwsiderlng In her mind, f lad done, hundred HmM -9 there was any way to raise 1 enough to buy him off. and I;", w sue naa each time flo-pert flo-pert was no chance of this s she made a clean breast of I-anma to Ann. t onreasonable," he said. n' yon to marry me, girl, ian what I know will be enough, alnt it? f-mmakln' a good deal. Til p Nband,lfldo Bay so my I J lie flared out "Never I r So "Mtter how much you f Td rather kill myself,? lately cried, with the un-fa un-fa melodrama of youth. lm question of- you fH N of you sending I J to be hanged, or least-for least-for "re. Iou'11 pftrongb. Inever roe Wepbasized claim t lZ0 nt help yore- HZ ne fleadwood n you, P ftrubly go through.- ' K JJ ? d0 that-" he iu,Mspin8 ther l3, lD aD "gony of Nkm 0maDHJ do that fcj,r,wnen-when things L aeJ were." Nlia.T Bethrast his face Te1 80 that bis ?a I tn.. ,v" ""em good k -"""iwant trwt " yonr . ?SL .?er mlndl refused Hhta ,,Wora Ioveeven "" U seemed a dese- h5S W. honev. ft. ,nd P his arms W offered no re- slstance. ' Be was stronger than she. The weapon he held was one she could not parry. If be insisted on using it she must surrender, though the very thought struck all the warm joyous life out of her body. His ravenous kisses fell on cold Hps and cheeks, on a soft throat line from which the pul e seemed to have died. With a curse he , released her. Ethel turned. Her sister was swiftly swift-ly breasting the hill toward them. She must have seen. With an awkward swagger the man strode forward a step or two. "Pleased to meet with you," he laughed. "We hadn't aimed to make any announcement yet, but since you dropped in why we gotta admit the corn." The older sister looked at Ethel, standing there white and stricken. She did not understand, but she knew Instinctively that the girl hated this bully and was afraid of him. Her fierce eyes went back to Stark and stabbed at him. "Get off our land," she ordered in a low tense voice. "If I ever see you on it again I'll kill you." "Like you did Tom McArdle," he suggested significantly. The blood ebbed from ber face, but the hard and shining eyes did not falter. "Who says I killed him?" she asked, almost in a whisper. "Why, Tin sayin' it right now, an I know another fellow who could say it," he told her exultantly. "You're a prince of liars," she told him. "Thought you'd get away with it, dldnt you? Thought nobody knew how you'd dry-gulcbed Tom at the cut-bank? Pretty slick work, eh?" He straddled, bow-legged In his leather chaps, fleering at her ex ultantly. The slim brown-faced woman looked like a child beside him, but she faced him without quailing. She might have stood for a portrait of quiet defensive resolution. resolu-tion. "I'm asking you what you mean." "Plain - enough, . ain't it? You shot Tom from the brush, an' I can prove it" The older sister, turned to the younger. "How long has he been meeting you?" "He came the week after after he was killed." Ethel spoke In a low voice of distress. The pronoun of Indefinite antecedent was quite clear , to all present as to who was meant. -' - - " "'' '" " "And he has been here since?" "Four-five times." Threatening you?" Ethel ;nodded. That he would tell what he claims x to know about me? Is that it?" "Yes." - "If you wouldn't marry him? I suppose he does you the honor to offer marriage. Or does he?" Ann spoke in a low clear note of concentrated con-centrated bitterness. .'"Yes." , . "I'm on the square with her," Stark said virtuously. "That's the kind of a fellow I am. I'm here as a friend, understand." "But if she doesn't marry you Tm to go to the penitentiary. Is that It?" "Shell marry me. I ain't worried wor-ried about that." "Or youH send me to prison," the other sister persisted. "Have it yore own way," he laughed brutally. . The pupils of her eyes dilated as they blazed scorn at him. "You yellow coyote! If there's anything that walks as low as you" His teeth showed in a snarL Tna's no way to talk to me, you crazy hellcat. I got you where the wool's short got yon right. Get on the hook with me, an' m sure enough put you through." "Do whatever you've a mind to do. But get off our ranch and stay off. If I ever see you on It again HI pump lead Into you aa I would Into a diamond-back." Voice and manner were full of disgust and bitterness. She felt degraded at having to wrangle with him. It seemed to put her on his level. "I'll get off when I'm good an' ready to go. But get it straight, girl. It'S a Showdown. I'm tollln you. Me, Jas Stark." He swag- gerea into the shade of a live oak and rolled a clenretta fnr oirw "I'm tellln' you that either Ethel an me take a trip to the sky pilot or you take one to thA nn. rrn. derstand?" "I told you to go," Ann warned. "Don't run on me." he advised savagely. "I'm dangerous, girl. Don't fool yoreself till it's too late. I want the kid. an' I allow ta hn her in spite of h 1 an' high wa ter." "You'd better go." "What's the sense of all this the-a-ter talk? I'm makln' a reasonnhlA proposition?" He turned to Ethel. look here, honey. She ain't in mis a-tau. It's between you'n me. Listen." "I don't want to," she cried at him. a little hysterically. "Well, you're going to listen." He moved toward Ethel in his heavy domlneerlne wav. What hla intentions were perhaps he did not quite know himself. He meant to take her Into his arms and by sheer momentum ride down her will ; Just how, he did not know. But Ann was taking no chances. Out of Its scabbard she whipped the "Stop Right Where You Are," She Said. small revolver she carried. "Stop right where you are," she said. His stride faltered. He stood still, taken by surprise. There was about her such an air of tense feminine fem-inine ferocity that his purpose was shaken. "I wasn't aimin to hurt her none," he explained sullenly. "Get away from her." He hesitated, his vanity in arms. The position was a humiliating one, but he did not see any way out of it Just now. "All right It's yore say-so," he admitted vindictively. "But don't come belly-achln to me when you get arrested. I've done give you yore chance an' you wouldn't take it Suits me If it does you." He turned and walked down into the arroyo where he had left his horse. Fthel looked Diteously at her sis ter. "Is It true what he said?" she asked. Ann did not ask to what she referred. re-ferred. There was no need to specify. In the forefront of both their minds was the death of Tom McArdle and Ann's relation to it "It's true." They stared at each other, horror in their eyes. "I ... I was afraid so," Ethel murmured. "It's been awful for me, too. I was awake when you came In that morning and I knew something was wrong by the wav vou looked. I pretended to be i-asleep, but I saw you clean the rifle. You acted so . . . so Kinaa dead tor days . . . like you were numb. And when this Jasper Stark came and told me one day when you were out that you had ... done it . . . why I Just knew you had." She ended with a wail of distress. dis-tress. i They went Into each other's arms and sobbed together. After a time, when they bad cried themselves out Ann told her story. She had spent the night at one of their sheep camps and was riding rid-ing home In the early morning when she met Tom McArdle. He bad stopped her, though she bad tried to push past him, and she had lasbed him savagely in a spate of words for what he had done to Nora. . "I thought of her, lying out there under the ground in California, and of him riding around big as Cuffey," Ann said to her sister. But that wasn't the worst of It You know how be kept coming to the house . . afterward'hPrfldr Ing he wanted to hear about our dear girl and all the time trying tomaieuptoyou. You know bow I told him never to come again. Well, after I had flayed hta tnat morning be bowed and thanked me with a sneer and rode away. When begot to the edge of the road above the outbank be called to teB me ne'd be over to see you Thursday You don't know how hatefully be said it Something In me snapped. adtdn-t have time to think. 1 Just fired at him and. be threw up bH bands and slid from his borse dowa the cutbank. I didn't wait to see any more, but Just rode away fast as I could. For I knew by the way he fell that . . . he was dead." "You poor, little girl!" Ethel held the slender figure as though to keep ber from the cruel reach of the law that was going to snatch her away and lock her up for years. "Oh, darling, why didn't you tell me?" "I don't care, If you don't hate me for doing it," Ann replied brokenly. So, with love, they comforted each other. It was characteristic of Jasper that be did not at once go to the authorities au-thorities and charge Ann Glfford with the murder of Tom McArdle. Instead, he wrotetan anonymous letter let-ter to Sheriff Le' Page and accused her of It He did not want to burn his bridges behind him. It would be better, be reflected, to see what the .effect would be of a covert impu tation. Hank would very likely go out to the sheep ranch and ask questions. This would frighten not only Ethel but Ann, too, in spite of the high hand she had taken with him. They might come to terms. Anyhow, It could do no harm to wait a few days and watch developments. develop-ments. Most of his waiting was done at Pedro's place, a bottle in front of him. But as the days passed he grew Impatient and decided to talk the matter over with Carl GItner. It might be a good idea to send the big Texan up to the sheep ranch Just to show the Glffords that he really had the goods on them. At the ranch Jasper pulled up at the bunk house and swung down. Inside he found GItner and Stone The former was riveting a stirrup leather. "Come to say adios to yore dear friend WIls McCann?" he Jeered. "Whatjamean?" demanded Stark. "Why, ain't you heard the good news?" GItner affected polite surprise. sur-prise. "Our dear guest's done mended mend-ed so much he's allqwln' to hit the trail today. The old man's comin' with a wagon to get him. Pretty soon, If Mr. Wilson McCann continues contin-ues to Improve as the papers say, he'll be able to bump off another Stark or two maybe." Stone was boning a bunting knife. He had acknowledged the arrival of Jasper by a nod. Now he spoke. "WIls McCann didn't kill Matt" He said it quietly, without emphasis. empha-sis. . "Hmp 1 He was caught, you might say, right in the act" This from Jasper, with exasperation. "What's the sense in sayin he didn't do it?" "I went over the ground soon as I could an read signs. WIls didn't shoot yore father, any more than I did." "Phil tells me you gave him an' Juie that line of talk, Dave. Tba's why she's lettln this murderer get away from us." He ripped out an oath of savage anger. "I've a good-mind good-mind to plug him from the chaparral chap-arral my own self." "I wouldn't do that, Jas. I'd hire some one. Maybe you could get Carl," the little Texan murmured. The words seemed to fall almost casually, except for the fact that Stone's eyes were full on those of the man he addressed. They had a surprising effect The red of Jasper's Jas-per's skin faded to a sickly yellow. His Jaw dropped. GItner was made of stlffer stuff. He turned snarling on Stone. "What the blue blazes you mean by that?" be demanded with a series of crackling crack-ling oaths. Stone's face was bard as jade and held as much expression. "Why, what could I mean, Carl? Only that you're a better shot than Jas, an' if be wanted any klllin done looks like it would be reasonable for him to hire you to do it" "Say, what's eatln' you, Dave?" Gitner's eyes were closely slitted. He had dropped the stirrup leather and his hands bung free for action. "Lemme get you right What makes you figure WIls McCann didn't bushwhack the old man?" "Several things, Cart First off. If Wils did it he wouldn't 'a been found lingerin around. More likely like-ly he'd 'a' been hlttln' the high spots for a get-away. I cut sign on the ground an' I know Matt was' shot by some one lying in the Irrigation Ir-rigation ditch. The fellow got scared afterward an turned water Into the ditch to wipe out hla tracks. , We know WIls didn't do that I'm not satisfied that the same guy didn't shoot both yore father fa-ther an' McCann." "Sounds reasonable," sneered GItner. GIt-ner. "Go ahead. Tell us who he is." "I went up to the head gate an' studied the ground some. McCann's tracks were there. He'd been fix-In' fix-In' It We know that Covering bis tracks In two places there was the print of a big boot run over at the heel with a nail sticking out" The eyes of Stone and GItner were fastened as though drawn together to-gether by powerful magnets. Jasper Jas-per felt a cold chill at his heart He flashed one look at. Gitner's boots. "How d'you know which was WIls McCann's track an which wasntf Gitner asked. "I took bis boots later an' fitted them to the tracks." There was a moment of chill sinister sin-ister silence, "Did you take any boots an' fit them to the other tracks?" GItner asked, almost In a murmur. TO BB CONTINUED.1 SEAT OF LEARNING IN OLD POITIERS One of Europe's Oldest Institutions. The University of Poitiers, one of Europe's oldest institutions of learning, learn-ing, celebrated Its five hundredth anniversary an-niversary recently, In the little town of western France whose streets have echoed to the tread of more than 20 generations of students. "The town is all that a university town should be, relatively small (It has 87,000 Inhabitants), quiet, untroubled un-troubled by much Industry, picturesque, pictur-esque, and rich in mellow old monuments monu-ments of the past" says the National Na-tional Geographic society. "It lies midway between the English channel and the Pyrenees and about 75 miles inland from the Bay of Biscay. "The English are really responsible responsi-ble for the existence of the University Univer-sity of Poitiers. Charles VH created the Institution in 1432 because Paris had fallen into the hands of the English, Eng-lish, who also controlled the University Univer-sity of Paris. The French parliament parlia-ment had moved to Poitiers shortly before. By the close of the Fifteenth Fif-teenth century the new university had a student body of approximately 4,000, made up not only of Frenchmen, French-men, but also of Italians, Flemings, Scots and Germans. . "The most interesting structure in the city is the temple of St Jean,' which is credited with being the oldest old-est Christian monument In France. It was built as a baptistry, possibly as early as the Fourth century, and was enlarged to Berve as a parish church In the Seventh century. The floor of the stone structure Is now about ten feet below the level of the bordering street It Is used as a mnseum of local antiquities. "Three battles have done more than all else to make Poitiers famous. 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