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Show ' THE PROGRESSIVE OPINION I Jy MEW IDEAS ' X By RUTH WYETH SPEARS i AVIATION TRAINING Attend 0. I.T LEARN AVIATION Oovnunmnt CmttHlcmfd Count Radio, Automotive. Diesel, Machine - Shop. Body -- Fender, Welding. Free booklet. Addrw: Sufwoitor OREGON INSTITUTE of TECHNOLOGY, Portland. Or. I J-v- CHAIR SRlRT CUT I I l ON A TRUE B1AS " I Jfl --f TOP "EASED IN"-- I ' BOTTOM STRETCHED " yCcUT IN A PERFECT I X CIRCLE I YXE MET for lunch and there was that twisted little frown .that Patsy wears when things are not going well. The trouble? She had shopped and shopped and simply could not buy a comfort-able chair and a table to go with it for what she had to spend. "Then put all the money into the chair!" I counseled. "Get it in muslin and make a smart chintz slip cover with a contrasting flared skirt. You and Tom might make a table and slip-cov- it to match." The table seemed to be the for-midable part of this plan but, in the end, it was made in a few min-utes from practically nothing just an orange crate on end with a round top, cut from plywood with a keyhole saw, screwed in place. The skirt of th cover was cut in a perfect circle which was marked on the fabric by using a tack and string and pencil for a compass. A small circle the size of the table top was then marked in the center. This was covered with the plain material with the raw edge turned under and stitched. NOTE : It" is fun to keep your rooms up to date with fresh, smartly styled slip covers, and it is easy, once you learn how. The foundation slip cover pattern for the chair in this sketch was made from in Mrs. Spears' Sewing Book S. Directions for a wing chair Blip cover are in Book 1. Copies may bo obtained for 10c each by writing direct to MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS Drawer 10 Bedford Hills New York Enclose 10 cents for each book ordered. Name Address . 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Only fireproof hotel in Boise. Lo-cated in heart of civic, and business dis-trict. EXCELLENT FOOD MODERATE RATES MANAGEMENT OF VIRGIL G. MC GEE speak against Calhoun. The sheriff has a talk with him. He had found Tetlow's body. Tracks show another person had been In the vicinity. Ellen Carey, the postmaster's daughter, declares she was the second person. a their roundup about the middle of May, three weeks before the legal one set by us. Other branches of this association are to do the same." Every man present knew what this meant. By means of these roundups the enemies of the big ranches would collect and brand the mavericks before the wagons and men of the large outfits could get into action. All calves not follow-ing their mothers closely would be assigned to the small cowmen and to the rustlers who had started herds of their own. Doctor Porter waved his telegram for a cessation of talk. "There's another piece of news in my wire, gentlemen. Jackman says that early this morning the body of Pete Tolman was found in front of his cabin. He had been shot through the forehead by a bullet from a rifle." Calhoun Terry said nothing. His mind was full of doubt. One kill-ing, or even two, might be due to private quarrels among the rustlers. But when it came to three, the most likely explanation was that a hired killer had shot them. If so, he was probably employed by some of the ranches whose stock was being lifted. CHAPTER XI INSTALLMENT FIVE mond Reverse B ranch. He used to be a small rancher himself. Lee Hart, another brother of one of the killed men, is believed to have taken a shot at Terry behind his back. Jeff Brand and Jack Turley, believed to be rustlers, he'll light outa the country pronto. I say, let him go." It was voted not to include him. "Jeff Brand." "A bad man from Texas," ex-plained Tod Collins of the Antelope Creek Ranch. "One of the worst of the Hart gang." Others corroborated this. Brand went on the death list. "Roan Alford." "No" Terry spoke with sharp de-cision. "He's a rancher, not a rus-tler. I've known him all my life." "Two of our detectives have turned his name in," mentioned Gaines of the Two Star outfit. "Give Alford the benefit of the doubt," McFaddin voted. "That satisfactory, gentlemen?" Ellison asked. "I'll scratch Roan off the list if there are no objec-tions." A score or more of names were read and discussed. Some were put on the black list, and others par-doned because of insufficient evi-dence or extenuating circumstances. "Lee Hart." "We all know where he belongs," a redheaded cowman replied. "Put him on the list to be hanged and pass on to the next." No voice was raised in his behalf. The next name was read. "Sheriff Nate Hart." Terry broke the long silence that followed. "It's known that the Harts are enemies of mine. I don't get along with Nate any better than I do with the rest of them. But that doesn't make him a rustler. Folks in the Buck River country do not consider him one." A dark brown man sitting on the bed in his shirtsleeves let the match with which he had intended to light a cigar die out. "Not a rustler him-self, but a politician who uses cow thieves for his advantage. He's worse than they are. I say, rub him out." McFaddin ripped out an oath. "He and two of the county commission- - THE STORY SO FAR: Buck Hart, the sheriff's brother, bas been " shot In the back. So has Jim TeUow. Both were supposedly rustlers. The rustlers and smaU cattlemen don't like Calhoun Terry, manager of the Dla- - "Not a chance for us to win the election. You know that. Why fool yourself?" "I don't think we'll win," Terry agreed. "But we'll have made our fight. After that, my suggestion is, the first time we catch a rustler we go to court with it. When we don't convict him, I'd get the story in Cheyenne, Denver, and Salt Lake papers, with a review of the whole controversy. I think then that public sentiment in the West would back us in fighting back the only way we can." "It's ready to back us now if we have the nerve to act," Ellison said bluntly. "Not the way you propose," Ter-ry differed. "We don't want the Governor calling out the militia against us, or government troops being sent in to stop us." "No chance of either. The Gov-ernor is a cattleman himself. We have a big pull with the Administra-tion. We'll be looked after. Don't worry about that. I've talked with John McFaddin. He's with me. So are the Antelope Creek and the Two Star ranches. All the decent cow-men will throw in with us." "Not many of the little fellows," Terry disagreed. "You've got them wrong, Cal. A lot of the small cattlemen are afraid to say anything now because the thieves are in the saddle, but they will be with us when they find out we're going to stand up on our hind legs and fight. They don't like this condition any better than we do." "Maybe not, but they would op-pose us if we tried armed insur-rection. The time isn't ripe yet, Clint. Let's give the rustlers a lit-tle more rope to hang themselves with." "No," Ellison said grimly, bring-ing his closed fist down on the top fence rail. "Let's hang them now, while we still have a chance to win." "It would be a mistake," Terry insisted. CHAPTER X Calhoun Terry went to the meet-ing of the Western Cattlemen's As-sociation at Denver knowing a de-cision would be reached as to the besi; way of dealing with the rus-tlers operating in his territory. "You know why we are here, gen-tlemen," Ellison began. "It is very important that, what we say should be and should remain secret. We'll hear from Doctor Porter first." Doctor Porter had been an army surgeon during the Civil War, and later had moved West and gone into the cattle business. Briefly Doctor Porter outlined what was planned. A list of more than a hundred names of rustlers had been submitted by their field detectives and by individual ranch-men. He proposed that before the meeting adjourned this list be gone over name by name and voted on by such of the men here as knew the rustlers. "All this has been talked over with 'each of you individually," Por-ter explained. "At the present time Sunday Brown, whom some of you know, a famous deputy United States marshal from the Indian is busy enlisting about sixty fighting men in Texas and Arizona. He is choosing tried men, all of them officers who have fought as marshals or sheriffs against despe-radoes. In the course of two or three weeks Brown and his men will reach this city. From here they will be sent by special train to the scene of action. In addition to these, there will probably be fifty cattlemen and their friends in our party. Our intention is to move fast and secretly, so that nobody will know what we are about until too late to stop us. We expect to meet no organized opposition. The rus-tlers whom we trap will fight if they get a chance, but that is to be If everything goes well At the Sleepy Cat Ranch dance very little was talked of except the murder of Pete Tolman and its re-lation to the other two killings which had preceded it. The victims had all been active and flagrant rustlers. Nobody but the large cattle outfits had any interest in destroying them. These had a double motive to rub them out: to prevent future raids by the men themselves, and to throw the fear of death into their as-sociates. That fear, though generally con-cealed, was plainly in evidence at the dance. Ellen read it in the nerv-ousness of those she met, in the lowered voices and furtive whisper-ings. Jeft Brand asked Ellen for a dance. She rose at once and took her place with him in the quadrille. Lane Carey had brought her to the dance. Her eyes danced with mocking laughter. "You promised to help entertain my beau, and I haven't seen you say a word to him yet" He laughed. Whoever else might be worried, Jeff Brand was not. "You chose the wrong beau, hon-ey." He was a graceful scamp, and he danced as no other man in the room did. Her gaze held to his, interested and a little puzzled. "Everybody else is worried and unhappy about what happened today. You seem to be on the top of the world. Wasn't Pete Tolman a friend of yours?" "We rode a lot of trails together," he said. "Well?" "I ought to be pulling a long face, you think. My idea is different. Pete did a lot of living in his twenty-fou- r years. Maybe he wandered off the reservation considerable. He made his own laws, and he had a lot of fun doing it. I've heard him say he didn't want to live to be an old man with creaky joints, that he'd rather go out high, wide, and handsome. I'm gonna miss him. But when I think of him it will be as I saw him last, waving a hand at me as he went over the top of a hill at a gallop." Ellen said, "I understand now." She added gently, "Pete would not want you to act solemn." She still was not quite satisfied to drop the subject. "You know what is worrying everybody." "Say it plain." His face creased to a smile. "They figure I'll be next." "Why don't you leave this part of the country start tonight for Montana?" she asked impulsively. His cool eyes rested on her. "Why, I like this country, ani my girl lives here," he drawled. They had strolled to cne of the benches placed along the side of the room. "I didn't know you had a girl," she mentioned, her voice light. "Oh, yes. She doesn't know it yet. I think she's just beginning to find it out." "How interesting for her! She'll be dreadfully unhappy yntil she is sure of you." "I wish I was certain of that," he drawled. "Let me know when 1 m to con- - gratulate you, Mr. Brand." "Yes," he promised. "You'll know." The audacity of her next question surprised and delighted him. "You are a rustler, I suppose?" "My goodness, you go right to thn point. Nobody ever asked me that before. You're supposed to say that with a smile or with a gun in yore hand." "I'll withdraw the question, since it's none of my business. But I should think that girl you were tell-ing me about would want to be very sure you weren't." "Maybe she would rather have a man who just plowed and dug," he said scornfully. "She might. There is another name for rustling." "I've heard it. The big cattlemen like to use it when they speak of their small neighbors, but I don't expect they like the word applied when they fence land that doesn't belong to them or homestead public domain by using their own riders as dummy entrymen." The reckless gaiety had been washed from his face and left it grim and bitter. (TO BE CONTINUED) "Let's give the rustlers a little more rope to hang themselves with." ers are the leaders of the whole mess of thieves." The cool gaze of Terry swept the room slowly. "Gentlemen, you are proposing to take in too much terri-tory. Maybe we can round up most of. the known thieves and get away with hanging them. I think we will be lucky if we do. But we can't kill the duly elected sheriff and com-missioners of a county and expect not to pay too high a price for it. Right then we would lose the sup-port of the public all over the country." Doctor Porter gave his support to Terry. "His name goes off," Ellison an-swered. The roll call went on. Morgan Dennison Tolman condemned. Val-ler- y reprieved. Bill Herriott given a Scotch verdict of not proven, at the urgent insistence of Terry. Ellison read the next name a lit-tle reluctantly. It had been handed in by one of the stockmen present. Jack Turley, the name was. The No, By Joe superintendent ran a pencil through it. "Known not to be a rustler," he said. "Who knows it?" Terry asked. "He spends most of his time with Lee Hart and Jeff Brand. If he isn't a rustler, why does he run with thieves?" Ellison hesitated. He was secre-tary of the territorial stock associa-tion and was on the inside of cer-tain matters that could not be dis-cussed publicly. "I can give him a clean bill of health," he said at last. "How can you do that?" "All right" Ellison threw up a hand in surrender. "He's a detec-tive for the association. We sent him into the Buck River country two years ago to get information about the thieves' activities." The meeting broke up late. Be-fore anybody had left the room the man on watch outside came in with a telegram just arrived for Doctor Porter. "Just a moment, if you please," he said. "I have a message with important news sent me by my sec-retary." The hum of conversation died down. "Jackman wires me that yester-day a meeting of small catUemen, including rustlers, no doubt, was held at Round Top to form an inde-pendent ranchers' and s' association. They voted to hold we ought to be able to sweep through the country, wipe out scores of rus-tlers, and get back to the railroad with our identities unknown." A big wide - hatted stockman named Kinnear took the floor. "Fine," he said, "if everything goes right." His gaze swept the room leisurely. "But hell, boys, chances are you can't pull it off. Don't get me wrong. I'm with you till the cows come home. Still, a hundred armed men on horseback can't go galumphing through the country without plenty of people get-ting wise to it." Terry was of the same opinion. "We'll meet a dozen men not on our list. What do you aim to do with them? If we let them go they'll stir up the country. If we keep them prisoner they will know every last one of us." Two or three of those present ob-jected to bringing outside gunmen in to deal with the rustlers. Terry was one of these. His judgment was that once they started killing they would not be careful enough in differentiating between outlaws and honest citizens. The names of those on the list to be rubbed out were taken up for consideration. All the men at the meeting felt the tenseness when El-lison rose with a paper in his hand. They were about to condemn scores of men to death. Ellison read the first name. It was that of a notorious bad man known as Black Yeager. Nobody had anything to say in his favor. His name went on the black list. The second one read was unknown to Terry. "He's only a kid," John McFaddin said. "After we string up a tew Number One Dam , Grand Coulee, biggest dam in the world, is now in action. The Co-lumbia river, which has been dammed, is one of the swiftest and fiercest in the world, and to curb it a barrier has been erected which is three-quarte- of a mile long and 500 feet high. The result will be a lake 151 miles long, the irrigation of 1,200,-00- 0 acres of land, and sufficient electric power to supply an area five times the size of England. Boulder dam, which harnesses the Colorado river is 2,000 feet wide, and the lake behind it is 118 miles long and took three years to fill. Prolific Insects Every season the white ant or termite proudly produces a million baby termites to swell the world's ant population. Toads and frogs both have large families, the for-mer in the neighborhood of 6,000 at a time, and the latter half that number. Snakes are three to four times as prolific as rabbits, for whereas the latter rarely produce more than a dozen baby rabbits at a birth, a snake often produces 40. The king of the jungle, Lord Lion, is usually the proud father of quads, and his hereditary enemy, the tiger, can boast of the same number. Death and Sleep Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep and yet a third of life is passed in sleep. Byron. Both in Honor Purity is the feminine, truth the masculine, of honor. Hare. |