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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER RANDOLPH. UTAH 9 By FRANK H. SPEARMAN CHAPTER XV Continued 1-6Carmen, whose chamber was closest to the living room, was awakened from her sleep by a piercing scream; then followed silence. Throwing on a wrapper, the Seno-rit- a opened her door and hastened into the big room. Monica, trembling, stood looking at a portrait. Was Monica! cried Carmen. it you who screamed so? Yes, little one yes. I am sorry . . . Yes, I did scream. What on earth is wrong, Monica? Are you ill? The Indian woman was breathing hard. she quavered Senorita, in a voice, pointing to high-pitche- d the painting, who is that man? That is Senor Bowie. He was our rancho manager here. Monica threw all her little strength into her cracked voice. She was trembling with emotion and again, as she spoke, she pointed. My little Carmen! That is the man who brought you back to me from the Indians." Monica! Dear! Carmen stared at her blankly. Surely you are mistaken your eyes The Indian woman calmed down a No! No! I am not mistak- little. en. Remember, Monica, persisted Carmen, her own senses reeling, you do not see as well as you once ... did., , I see well enough to know that face,' little one. If I were blind, my little one', those eyes would stare at me. You know, dear one, for years I was forbidden tj speak of that terrible day. You were ill for years afterward, and no one was allowed to speak even a word of what had happened. But I tell you, that is the man who left you with me. I have seen his eyes a thousand times. Oh, where is he, that we may know what happened after you and Tere-cit- a were stolen so horribly? Calm yourself, Monica, urged Carmen, shaking like a leaf. Was the man alone? Two men were No, senorita. with him. I dont think you can be right," declared Carmen, breathing swiftly, He has never spoken of such a ... thing. I dont Monica, shook her head wearily. I know only one thing. Whoever he is, that is the man. Until I am as sure as you are, said Carmen, promise me you will not say one word to a living soul about this. I can find out. It will take a little time. Until then, not a word, Monica. No, my senorita, not a word. But find out yourself. The almost distracted girl returned to her room to fall on her knees. Again and again she recalled every word of Monicas. Again and again she weighed them, - , doubting, fearing, overwhelmed with uncertainty and yet succumbing at times to the strange certainty that Monica must be right. Dismay seized her with that conviction. The stem rule made by Don Ramon, after the breakdown resulting from her terrifying experience, that no word should ever be spoken of it in the family would account for a great deal. But whatever the mystery, the key to all of it must be in Bowies hands; the thought left her prostrated. She felt an impulse to send at once for him, to learn everything; but the sequel might be dreadfully Then the happier embarrassing. thought occurred that grizzly old Ben Pardaloe might know something, perhaps everything. The longer she pondered, the more she felt sure that to him she must turn. Whatever there was of fact in Monicas story might be learned from him. Fired by her shock and jncertainty, unable to sleep that .light, so distrait next day that Dona Maria chided her, yet tortured by ler conviction that Monica was right and determined to resolve her loubts. Carmen made an excuse the second day to take Pedro and Maria ind go to Monterey to waylay the ild stage driver. Asking in Monte-e- y at the stage bam, she learned hat Pardaloe would be in late in he afternoon. She lunched with her tunt Ysabel, pleading shopping to iccount for her trip, and in good ime met the stage. Pardaloe was verjoyed to see her. She told him he wanted very much to see him. Im alaying over here tonight, se listen it seemed like forbidden fruit; but, like forbidden fruit, very sweet. It was Henry Bowie, she knew for certain. None but a madman would have essayed that song on the rancho at midnight. He had ridden hard all day to sing late at night. She sat up in bed and thought. Some acknowledgment she must make. She tiptoed stealthily to her dresser, found a candle, lighted it, and crept toward her window. All that Bowie saw was a white arm slowly extended and a lighted candle set cautiously within the pane. The singer no longer bespoke the favor of the high stars: a greater Frank H. Spearman WNU Service light quickened his heartbeats in norita. What do you want to see that flame of the candle. And as he reached the end of a dim strain about, hm? his song the white arm once Its .some information I want, se- in more reached forward, and the cannor. I think you can give it to me. was put out to signify his disIf I kin, senorita, its youm, dle missal. off. right There were surprises at GuadaSenor Ben, she began low and Senor Bowie apnext lupe seriously, I need some help. I know peared, morning. an unbidden guest, for into California about ten breakfast. There was much you came laughor eleven years ago over the mounat ter and welcom.e joyous seeing tains from Texas with Senor Bowie him from all except Carmen. She is it not so? was becomingly reserved. But she Pardaloe nodded. Bout that could not altogether control the collong ago, I guess, senorita, what or that heightened in her cheeks so about it? Now Ill tell you what I know. early. I thought Id drop down and About that time the Indians raided see just how things were running at our rancho in the South, Los Alamos. They killed my father; my mother died from shock. My little sister Terecita and I were carried off by the savages into the mountains. Senor Ben, my sister and I were so nearly insane with fright that we could recall nothing of what happened except I seem to remember something about a fight. Beyond that, all memory leaves me. All I know, and this only because I was told so, is that we were brought back to the rancho where everything had been burned by a white man. Senor Ben, can you tell me, do you know, anything about that part of the story? Then the grizzled scout began to talk in his slow and deliberate manner. He retold the story of how he, Bowie and the Indian, Simmie, had rescued two tiny frightened girls from a fierce Indian band and had left them with a missionary somewhere along the Southern California coast. Carmen pressed him for every detail and in the end she was practically convinced that Bowie was hero of her greatest childhood ad- venture. In somewhat of a daze she If I kin its yourn right off. thanked Pardaloe for all his information and the next morning she Guadalupe, said Bowie to Don Rareturned to the rancho. mon, laughing, of course. It was awful of "me to do what confessed Carmen Guadalupe did not seem quite the I did, senor, same to Carmen when she got home. when they were out in the sunshine There was too little in its present to together after breakfast and she interest her; too much in its past was trying hard to control herself. to think about. And despite her efI .just thought youd like a meri-end- a forts to busy herself in things around again. And this year I must her, Carmen faded in health and be hostess for Guadalupe, and its spirits. Not until Pedro came to her, to run for several days. hat in hand, one day in the spring Isnt it lucky for me Im here to with brief news did she revive. Sehelp if I may. norita, he said, Sanchez and I, It was awfully nice of you to we were, over at the valley of the me at breakfast, senor. It protect pines yesterday, lookin for cattle. was a perfectly shameful thing for Senorita, the strawberries are red. me to do flying in the face of everyShe was sewing in the patio, her No matter! Don Ramon and thing. thought far from her fingers. She Dona Maria dont suspect the straws, sprang to her feet. Muchas berries. Only faithful Sanchez has Pedro, muchas gracias. We the secret. will have some. Saddle my pony. Our secret. Without an hours delay less than I didnt say that. I am going to an hour spent in a wild gallop into the hills, Carmen returned to her take Pedro and rideDoover to inspect you suppose I room and addressed a note to Senor the strawberries. find over that you way after a might Henry Bowie at New Helvetia. while? Strawberries are ripe. Before you get there. And with a strange thrill she You and I scolded signed it Carmen. She dispatched that time I rodegotoutterribly with you early it by Sanchez. He was to take in the morning. We poor senoritas horse and deliver it only to Senor be so careful! she said to have Bowie; this upon his life. demurely. When Bowie took the dainty note Look for me when you near the in hand he was surprised. Once valley.' opened, he could read it at a glance. .The lexan was as good as his But what did it imply? He thrilled word. When up to at the signature. Certainly Carmen where he had Carmena rode look passed halted, could not be engaged to marry the between them that only they underbald Spaniard. If she were she stood. would never write him any sort of a The three rode together. As they message, much less one so cryptic approached the river Carmen pointas this. Do you see those two cabins ed. The thrill of the woman who had across the Melena? sealed it tingled now in the veins Bowie looked. I do see them. of the man who read and reread it What are they? over and over. Two uninvited neighbors of ours Sanchez, exclaimed Bowie sudwho have settled Americanos, say only this to Senorita there. denly, i Carmen. Be careful say it when is on the rancho. But that she is alone. Say: I hunger for They seem to think our rancho strawberries. is theirs. They are what you call Sanchez stared. The message was the strangest. But the shining gold squatters. should be driven off. Does They coin laid in his hand was quite comDon Ramon know? He his lesson prehensible. repeated He has been across there to see until Bowie was satisfied he had it One of them is your old them. straight and dismissed him. Put friend, Captain Blood. He pointed a up your horse and go get some suprifle at Don Ramon and told him to per. Start tomorrow morning at off his property or he would two oclock. Ride fast or I shall get shoot him. And said, incidentally, overtake you. Tell Senorita I said were too many greasers in this. But do you understand? Be there this country, anyway. careful no one hears you. Carmen spoke in the calm tone Late that night, long after the most calculated to arouse the anger house was quiet, Carmen lay dreamof an honest man. ing when she thought she heard a Bowie exploded. He swore savlow voice without her window humin English. agely ming her Spanish air, Go Ask the dont I understand, said CarHigh Stars Gleaming. A delicious men though she had a innocently, feeling crept over her as she lay pretty correct idea of his language. and listened. She scrupled even to gra-cia- If Don Ramon allowed that . . blurted out Bowie. "He was unarmed. And he didnt want to get killed. But somebodys got to do something. These scoundrels will gobble the whole rancho piecemeal. Carmen sighed: Discouraging for the poor Spaniards, she said reBut the good God will signedly. do something for us. We are going too far, senor; lets turn this way to the valley. Does Guadalupe look very different to you from what it used to? At dinner the talk turned on the squatter problem already seriously agitating the owners of the ranchos about the bay region. The scum of camp followers, always ready to move and emboldened by Fremonts invasion, had spread over the land like noxious insects, devouring all in their path. But Carmens heart was set on the merienda, for the success of which she was accountable, and next morning she had a long list of things to be done in making ready for the picnic. Bowie was called on to such an extent that, a more sophisticated man might have suspected she had sent for him chiefly to help her. The Texan, however, enjoyed his work hugely and, having wrung from Don Ramon the privilege of supplying the wine, made a trip to Monterey for some imported vintages and for those delicacies procurable only along the shipping front. THE CHEERFUL CHERUB Tke thunder nvkes me Feel so smej't For Im Puturiyt tv. you jee. sounds just loud It to other folks f3ut always sounds dark hlue to me. S q.ojepM WNU Service. ; Our Revelation In all lives there is a formation character. It comes from many causes, and from some which on the surface are apparently even trivial. But' the result is the same; a sudden revelation to ourselves of our secret purpose of and a recognition of our, perhaps but now masterful, convictions. Van Amburgh. long-shadowe- d, . Carmen was startled next day when two carretas were unloaded at the ranch house. Certainly, she said as she stood with Dona Maria and Bowie, watching the servants carry in supplies, you Americanos are wonderful. But please remember, senorita, I am not an Americano. I am a You said the merienda Tejano. would last three days. And there will be some good eaters among our guests. There wont be much of all these things left to carry home. It is sometimes more fun to get ready for a trip than to make the trip. Carmen, with her assistants, had a capital time getting ready for her picnic. The weather favored her, and the party set out from the rancho in high spirits; indeed, with the family, the servants and the vaqueros loaded with hampers, and the two carretas, the string of horses and riders looked like a cavalcade. It was led by Senorita Carmen, attended this time by Bowie. As was befitting, they were early on the ground among the first and a busy morning went to making all ready and greeting new arrivals. Following the annual custom, the first dinner late in the day was a gala affair before settling down, ostensibly at least, to the work of gathering strawberries. Don Ramon presided at the first table with his Dona and Senorita as hostesses. Henry Bowie and a " We really cant tay. But thousands of ADLERIKA users say they feel that way after ADLERIKA relieves them of bad breath, headaches, torturing gas pains brought on by spells of constipation. Try ADLERIKA for its DOUBLE action 6 carminatives for relief of gas pains; 3 laxatives for QUICK action. The druggist at the corner has ADLERIKA get it TODAY. When Truth Is Veiled When the truth cannot be clearly made out, what is false is in- creased through fear. Curtius Rufus. PRODUCTION BRED, Quintus MOUNTAIN BRED, AND ACCLIMATED ."8. . . . white leghorns C. R. I. REDS NEW HAMPSHIRES BARRED ROCKS WHITE ROCKS BUFF ORPINGTONS WHITE WYANDOTTE CORNISH GAMES WHITE GIANTS BROWN LEGHORNS LIGHT BRAHMA8 special guests sat with them. dinner was featured by game Hatched RIGHT. Delivered FRESH. provided by Guadalupe vaqueros. delivery to all interm oenta in points. Bowie complimented the hostess on Mammoth Bronze Turkey Poults its variety. . Priced JSe to He each delivered. I was lucky, she confessed to Write, Wire or Call for FREE Ulnitrated him in an aside. Sanchez brought Cirealar. in practically all of it the venison and elk and the quail and pigeons all in two days. Sanchez is the best UTAH PIONEER HATCHERY hunter on the rancho. SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH Carmen was walking on air. Her face reflected every emotion a happy hour could awaken: low bubbling Helpful Discipline laughter; natural color deepened by Mistake, error, is the discipline pleasure and excitement; quips and retorts rolling from a ready tongue; through which we advance. teeth and eyes that flashed together. Channing. And when the wines were served, her guests at the tables under the, trees sang with extraordinary fervor XUDDLE-AGE- n a drinking song punctuated by the popping of corks and the clinking of glasses. In fact, Bowies wines proved equal to inspiring more than HEED THIS ADVICE 1 1 one drinking song. And as the dinner progressed, the senoritas raised Thousands of women are helped to go smiltheir glasses with the Caballeros to ing thru distress peculiar to women caused augment the choruses. by this period In life In the midst of this hilarity and with Lydia E. Pink-hathe final moments of the parting day Vegetable Comfamous for a clatter of hoofs was heard among over 60 years. pound Plnkhams Compound the more distant pines. At least, it made especially for women has helped thousands to relieve such was heard by the ears of a fronweak, nervous feelings due to this tiersman trained by many surprises functional disturbance. Try ltt J to catch unusual sounds. In the fewest possible moments a horseman, galloping up to the nearest table, threw himself from the saddle. The drooping head of the pony, his desperate panting, the froth that flecked his chest and dropped from his muzzle, the nervous champing at the bit, all told the story of a grueling ride. The dismounted rider lifted his hat and looked, dismayed and inquiringly, among the revelers as if searching for someone. Bowie rose from his seat at the table. VYHEN kidneys function badly and Pedro! he called, raising his VV ' few The Over-is- ht RAMSHAWS IVOr.lEtJ hand. Senor Bowie! exclaimed the with relief. Please! Will you speak with me? The vaquero walked rapidly beyond earshot of the tables, the Texan following him. What is it, Pedro? asked Bowie. What hhs happened? Senor Bowie Sanchez! va-que- ro What about him? He has been murdered. (TO BE CONTINUED) Carmen of the Rancho id you suffer a nagging backache, with dizziness, burning, scanty or too frequent urination and getting up at night; when you feel tired, nervous,, all upset use Doans Pills. Doan's are especially for poorly working kidneys. Millions of boxes are used every year. They are recom- mended the country over. Ask your, . neighborl ... ' j |