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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER INSTALLMENT 13 THE STORY SO FAR: Dusty King and Lew Gordon had built up a vast string of ranches. King was killed by his powerful and unscrupulous competitor, Ben Thorpe. Bill Roper, Kings adopted son, was determined to avenge his death In spite of the opposition of his sweetheart, Jody Gordon, and her father. After wiping Thorpe out of Texas. Roper conducted a great raid upon Thorpes vast herds In Montana. Roper left for Lew Gordons home when told that Jody had disappeared. Unable to reconcile her father with Roper, Jody had set out with Shoshone Wilce to find him. They were attacked by some of Thorpes men hiding in Ropers shack. Wilce escaped but Jody was captured. The men decided to hold her as bait to bring Roper to them. CHAPTER XVII Continued A shiver ran the length of Jody Gordons body. Casually, as if they were talking about getting breakfast these quiet-face- d men were speaking of a proposed death the death of a boy who had once been very close to her, and very dear. Suddenly she was able to glimpse the power and the depth of the animosity behind the mission of these men. No effort and no cost would seem to Ben Thorpe too great if in the end Bill Roper was struck out of existence. Jim, the younger rider said soberly, if Ropers got his wild bunch with him Jim, its such a fight as none of us have ever gone into yet! When you stop to think that any time any minute a bunch of em may land in here Charleys on lookout, Jim Leathers shrugged. Well know in plenty time. A silence fell, a long silence. Heavy upon Jody Gordon was the e creature held panic of an helpless within close walls. Her voice was low and bitter. Youre set on holding me here? No call to put it that way, Jim Leathers said mildly, almost gently. But his eyes denied that mildness, so that behind him Jody sensed again the vast animosity built by the Texas Rustlers War. I want a flat answer, Jody said Are you going to give bravely. me a horse, or not? Once more Jim Leathers canine teeth showed in his peculiarly unHell, no, he said. pleasant grin. open-spac- CHAPTER XVIII Perhaps Lew Gordon should have that if Bill Roper learned of Jodys disappearance at all, Roper would come directly to him. And, knowing this, he should have prepared himself. But Lew Gordon had not met Roper face to face in nearly two years; and nothing was farther from his mind than the possibility that Roper would walk in upon him now. Upon this night Lew Gordon was pacing the main room of his little Miles City house; forty-eighours had passed since his daughters disappearance and the old cattleman had lashed himself into a state of repressed fury comparable to that d of a mountain lion, or a goaded bear. Everything that could be done to locate his daughter was being done. He knew that Jodys disappearance was voluntary, and he knew its purpose. The brief but highly informative note that Jody had left him told him that much. It simply said: One of you must be made to see reason. I am going to talk to Billy Roper myself. What this did not tell him was where Roper was, or how Jody expected to find him. Impatient of mystery and delay, he could not understand why his many cowboys could dig up no word. For all he knew, his daughter was by this time lost somewhere in the frozen wastes of snow, in immediate desperate need of help. Lew Gordon sat alone for a little known ht trap-baffle- far-scatter- ed while. Suddenly it struck him how curious it was that in this bare room in which he sat there was no sign of any kind that Jody had ever been here at all. This was partly because she had never lived here nor even been expected here; but it brought home to him sharply how much of his life had been given to cattle, how little to his daughter. It made him realize how little he knew his daughter, and how little he had ever given her of himself. This was Lew Gordons state of mind as the door thrust open, letting in a brief lash of wintry wind; and he wheeled in his chair to face the last man on earth he had expected to see. Bill Roper shook a powdering of dry snow off the roll of his coat collar, then stood looking at Lew Gordon in a cool hard silence as he pulled off his gloves. Once this man When Bill Roper" had read that, the eyes of the two men met in hostile question. This looks mighty like a false lead, to me, Bill Roper said at last. Like as if she aimed to cover up where she really went. Dont start out hardly seem likely shed If stove polish is moistened with " to to come me. had been almost a son to Lew Gorvinegar instead of water tne stove I know she went looking for you will have a brighter polish. don the adopted son, in actuality, o:: Lew Gordons dead partner. But a because she said she did. My girl definite enmity' now replaced what dont lie. If metal tops come off of shoe a little while ago had been a friendRoper shrugged. Why should she strings dip them in mucilage. do that? This will stiffen the ends and ship as deep and close as the variance in their ages could permit. A1 It was your own man talked her make it easy to put them through the meaning of their .association, al- into it, Gordon said with menace. eyelets. most as long as Bill Ropers life, My own man? What man? was gone, wiped out by those two A little sniveler called Shoshone If dried fruits become undesirsmoky years since the death o:l Wilce. Everybody knows he was a ably dry due to improper storage, scout coyote for you, before Texas they may be restored to packing Dusty King. For a moment or two Lew Gordon ever run you out. house freshness by steaming in a stared at him in utter disbelief. Then colander or coarse meshed sieve Nobody run me out of any place, he whipped to his feet. Roper said; but his mind whipped for about 15 minutes. Where is she? he demanded in- to something else. It was true that tensely, furiously. What have you he talked to certain men in the town before he had come here. Now suddone with her? he knew that he had learned denly Bill Roper no longer looked like he what had come to find out. He the youngster Dusty King had raisec on the trail. His gray eyes lookec buttoned his coat, pulled on his hard and extremely competent, ole gloves. Gordon confronted him stubbornly. beyond his age, in a face so dark I mean you shant leave here withd and it was hard to recognize behind it the face of Dusty out telling me what you know. A glint of hard amusement was Kings kid. I know I heard yesterday that Jody has plain in Bill Ropers eyes. turned up missing, he said. I what youve told me. But Ill add came to Miles to see this onto it. I think youll soon have back your girl. Im walking out of here now, Lew, because its time for me to look into a couple of things. But Ill be seeing you if Thorpe dont get you first. A trick of the wind sent a great whirl of papers across the room as he went out. He had not come here without providing that the horse which waited under his saddle was fresh and good. He struck westward now out of Miles City, unhurrying. At the half mile lie found a broad cross trail where some random band of cattle had trampled the snow into a trackless pavement. He turned north in this, followed it for a mile, then swung northwest over markless snow. Now that this horse w7as warmed a little he settled deep in his saddle and pushed the animal into a steady trot; at that gait, even in the snow, he could expect the tough range-bre- d pony to last most of the night. . Smart Chair Set Simple to Make lean-carve- er Cn AFTER XIX A tired horse is not much inclined to shy, toward the end of a long days travel; and when Bill Ropers horse snorted and jumped sidewise out of its tracks the rider Lew Gordons eyes were savagelooked twice, curiously, at the caron face. intent ly Ropers cass which had spooked his pony. A if its so. From what I could find dead pony on the winter range beout down in the town, no wrord has ing a fairly common thing, he was come in on where she is. If thats about to ride on, when he noticed true, I dont aim to give my time something about this particular dead to anything else until shes found. pony which caused him to pull up You mean to deny you know and dismount for a closer examination. where she is? Gordon shouted. After leaving Lew Gordon he had Ropers voice did not change. ridden deep into the night. Half an You talk like a fool, he said. hour would bring him within sight Lew Gordons eyes were savagely of the Fork Creek rendezvous, and intent upon Ropers face; he was he was eager to push on, so that his trying to discover if this man could deduction as to Jodys whereabouts be believed. might have a quick answer, one way You may be lying, he added at or the other; but when he had exlast, and you may not, but Ill tell amined the dead pony he was glad you this you sure wont leave here that he had checked. till I find out where my girl is. This was no winter-kille- d Youre wanted anyway, my laddie The bright trace of frozen bloodpony. that buck; theres a legal reward on your had first caught Ropers eye was head, right now and part of it was the result of two gunshot wounds in put up by me. neck and quarters. I heard that, Bill Roper said. A dark foreboding possessed RopWhen I get ready to leave, Ill er as he studied the dead pony. Ropleave, all right. My advice to you is er himself was g through to begin using your head. I may be the hills, following no trail. The coof in a kind funny position. 'But it incidence that he had stumbled upon puts me where I know things about the carcass in all those snowy the Montana range that neither you wastes could be accounted for nor your outfits have got any clue to. in one way: both Roper and only the If you want your daughter back you pony had followed a line of least better figure to use what I know resistance through the hills a line about the Deep Grass. that had the Fork Creek rendezvous Lew Gordon compelled himself to at its far end. His discovery told temporize. What he couldnt get him that there had been fighting at around was his own belief that Rop- Fork Creek within the last forty-eiger knew something definite, specific, hours. If he was right in about where Jody had gone or had believing that Jody had come to started out to go. He must have Fork Creek known also, in spite of the bluff to He remounted and swung northwhich anger had prompted him, that ward, mercilessly whipping up his he could not hold Roper here when weary pony, but approaching the Roper decided to leave, nor force Fork Creek camp roundabout, beany information from him in any hind masking hills and through hidway whatever. den ravines. An hour passed beWhat is it you want to know? fore he threw down his reins and he asked at last, helpless, and angry crept on hands and knees to the in his helplessness. crest of a ridge commanding the In the first place, I want to know valley of the Fork. what made you think Jody was He moved a half mile closer and with me? resumed his watch; but for some Lew Gordon deYou swear, time he could make out nothing. know the andont Then just as the sun set, three manded, you swer to that? men moved out of the cabin. For a I dont swear anything, Roper moment or two they stood in the snow close together. One went back said. I asked you a question, Lew. Lew Gordon hesitated. It was a into the cabin. The two others disgood many years since anyone had appeared for a moment, to reappear talked to him in the tone Bill Roper mounted. They separated, and Roptook; but for once the purpose in er watched them ride in opposite dihand outpowered the violence of his rections up the nearest slopes of the natural reaction. He turned from Tills. These passed beyond his sight, his litter of papers, and handed Bill Dut in another minute or two their Roper the little scrap of Jodys ways were retraced by two other handwriting which was all she had riders. decided. Outposts, Roper left to indicate where she was gone. One of you must be made to see Somebodys keeping a hell of a reason. I am going to talk to Billy careful watch. (TO BE CONTINUED ) Roper myself. short-cuttin- ht To eliminate the mutton flavot from lamb, cook it with raisins. 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