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Show ND AD! EN CD H AS 0 DIE ts ni; m Be iol;lctj ' pag: our h I end; mater f Bo; ARS w Von So. I ane; may one t ;rs t ir gr; Bxair: ain. is c 'isilu! t no: hey :j ion he o'. e res; than nmec aim ; serve md j: very rtilm h i is t iruits lato ;. The ; omplf mor; the p: circs for b asfe that : and in nges I to 31 ts; in dsoi; tiles f isions. ad are! j tha: . In were NatiK alaris oing reate ia inr in in ; a tfVK - t v una j y PETER B.KYNE TllFSl la lured to Art- rnmn1lm.nt.j us . V " iraia mat I one ! V.,HemenU ol the Wagon V;. rancli operated by Ma and I4' r!v- i. met at the fUllon rB rider, who tells 7h. Won Wheel hat gone out m ... ukef her to PhoenU. i .. i-. enters the rodeo, known at Mad Hatter, ''t ! In the West. Mary learns t w ' ni th4t h,, ,ather ,h Kh waters one kM' L h.U9and that Len wlU ZZZ H.doe. but If injured & Btter. Mary buys the . HOSDIl. h. the Wagon Wheel for Utbiddinl Ham Henley. CHAPTER IX ef about a minute of silence he with a twisted smile: I why did you do that? You ( have no business to buy a Lss you don't know a thing ' why a yu uu preserve your son for those .ove him. The night before he Injured Don Leonardo matured n that appeared to offer suc-jl suc-jl handling of the deal on his ed capital and he was so en-i en-i about it that the ranch was in his mind, his property. tame up to my room, to tap on :oor and take me into Mrs. max-; max-; apartment for cocktails, when L man named Wade came out room across trie nail jusi as son reached my door. So the ent appeared opportune to your :uous offspring to declare him-jr, him-jr, the subject of cow thieves, ansom was open." a Henley whistled softly and with pride: "I bet there wasn't cessity for them Wade boys to t-ierstand him.". r . ,'j first idea, ne wem on, was .1 the place in good shape an" A it on a dude at a nice profit." fell, that's one brave plan gang -ley. What was your second?" to buy it, stock it with high le cattle an' good saddle stock ive it to my son. He could ;;h his own workin capital an', liirse, if he needed money for Irion he'd know his father was i s back of him." ias the gift of the Wagon Wheel t:e the form of a token of pall pa-ll love?" fes. I told Len yesterday what Id in mind an' well, we sort o' Jugether. For a long time we pulun agin each other on ac- it of old misunderstanding an' well, he'd had his' heart ta ownin' that spread. He's a an at heart an' won't never be y at nothin else an now he'll appointed." iti," the girl murmured. "Intro- pg old lady Malaprop in person. jans for herl Hoots, hisses and pats for the hussyl Mr. Hen- 1 assure you I wasn't aware M until after I had closed my B with the Burdans. However," added, "even if I had been it m not have swerved me from M purpose." 1 had a sneakin' notion you pt pretty well o' my son, Miss krland." t us not fence with earh nth- Henley. I fell in love with If gorgeous son somewhere be- m Sughuaro and the Hassyampa i couldn't help it. It hap- ! sighed deeply. He wanted so ? to quarrel with her and within with-in trying to stop him, she "Then," he said, "how come deliberately job him out o the Ithat'd make him harjDv?" . son assured the Wades that ever met them on the Wagon r1 range exceDt on his invitn. i be or the three Wades-and v all four of them conlH lnnk 'd with confidence to being r m uieir Sunday suits with L-of-the-valley clasped in their I te hands." e said that? My boy said that?" r And he Racing." , the Bods nf id XT . xi murmured rrantin tr- - Wouldn't hio crrirAn,, foudofhim?" m little proud of him my- " I ho na.nI.J U. t , ' Mr- Henley, but in view lumnit . Juur 50n nag gel Up ' soul, the vision of him laid ;a hlS Sundav ci W wV 1 til r '""ey m his cold white hands revolted me." Rm's chances a cowman's got t .J1 country." he told her ' . 1 ve had to take 'em. I've me leakin' more'n once. you think my son is? A-er f 3 Bower-et?" hr u 1 reminaea mm nm buckling over stones. iJl WSe you fnr o !, J- a" the ivory and apes and :k and lTlPoncA i Al t i i. ot uie won a. t0 git me for instantly serious. "I don't Your son hasn't asked me t " mm. We wont jejher and be told me he e. and I believe he does. l0"1 He gave a waiter a Arm, a.. llthat night at the country uss juu in me tee.,nothin ev gets by uiai you don't manage compumented him. "The tight r . speck of what you termed my war paint on Don Leonardo's sweet mug moved you to read him, then and there, a homily on the obvious in-sanity in-sanity of falling in love with a dude." "So he had to tell you that, did he? After I'd took pains to speak in Spanish. I'm surprised at him." "I speak much better Spanish than either of you." "Ah," he murmured. "Got all snarled up in my own rope, didn't "Not at all. You got me snarled up, because your timely hint snapped your son out of his dream of delight and made him practical again. And a practical sweetheart is apt to prove difficult," "What's your game? Revenge?" "Oh, dear, no. Revenge is so vulgar. vul-gar. I have bought the Wagon Wheel ranch because, should I marry your son, I can save him from being sacrificed sac-rificed for short ribs of beef, beef stew, soup shanks and what have Wmm "Hasta Ia vista," she said. we this morning, butcher, besides Hamburger steak?" "Was you figurin on liftin them notes I hold?" "I regret to inform you I am not." "Hum-m-m! Want me to carry you, eh?" "I have a hope that may be arranged." ar-ranged." "Don't try appealin' to my sentiment," senti-ment," he warned her. "I'm not, I came to suggest a reciprocal re-ciprocal arrangement, and in anticipation an-ticipation of your co-operation I have secured for you from the Bur-dans Bur-dans a bill-of-sale for all the cattle on their ranch, which will save you the annoyance and expense of a suit in foreclosure." She took the document in question ques-tion from her handbag and passed it across the desk to him. He read it carefully, and also the receipt in full attached to the bill-of-sale. He signed this, passed it back to her and thanked her. ' , "Now," she said, "you own those cattle and I own the grass they're eating." , "That ain't reciprocity,", he warned. "That's a squeeze play an' squeeze plays is out with me." "I had hoped," she said without rancor, "that if I permitted your cattle to graze on my range until the cows drop their calves this spring and last year's calves grow and fatten, while the price of beef rises from its present deplorable level, lev-el, you might be willing to carry me for the deed of trust until the Empire Em-pire Trust Company of New York City pays over to me the corpus of a considerable trust fund established for me many years ago by my paternal pa-ternal grandmother. A portion of the income is banked for me monthly month-ly and the remainder reinvested." "Can't you raise the money from your father? It's only ten thousand dollars." "My father will not return from a hunting trip in Africa until the middle mid-dle of June. Besides I don't care to ask him. This is my private affair af-fair and I prefer to eliminate parental paren-tal raeddling." "Maybe that trust company would make you an advance." "It is legally empowered, under the terms of the trust agreement, to make me an advance on the principal prin-cipal of the trust up to ten thousand dollars, in the event of a dire emergency, emer-gency, such as illness. The purchase pur-chase of a cattle ranch in Arizona is not a dire emergency, however, and I-m disgustingly healthy." "Well" he said, and tried to be judicial about it, "I'm instxuetin' my attorney to enter suit in foreclosure immediately." 'That means I'll lose the home ranch irrevocably before I can collect col-lect my trust fund. My lawyer explained ex-plained the process to me. rnnrtri you'll lose, dude." t "Nevertheless, I'm not throwing in the towel-yet What are we going go-ing to do about your cows on my range?" "We're goto' to leave 'em there until I get ready U move 'em," he answered with a small smile of tri. umph. "m adjust the grazin" bill with you, all fair an' square, later." "They'll have to be removed," she declared firmly. "All right, then, you remove 'em. Ifd be right interestin' to see a dude woman pull off a round-up." "It's an experience I can do without," with-out," she agreed, and was silent, and by her silence he knew she realized real-ized her defeat. "Better sell out to me for what you paid the Burdans in fact I'm willing to give you a five-thousand-dollar profit . rather than get tough about it," he urged. "I'll sell to you without the profit," prof-it," she replied, "provided you give me your word of honor you will not present the ranch to your son and that, even if you keep it you will never permit him, should he enter your employ, to set foot upon it." "I don't scarcely expect," he told her, openly amused, "that the rustlers rus-tlers of Yavapai County confine their operations to the Wagon Wheel ranch. I got a ranch up Prescott way an' in the past rustlers maybe may-be the Wade boys, for all I know-have know-have worked on me." "But one of those Wades the one Len addressed as Breezy de-fled de-fled Len. He said he'd be seeing him some bright day on the Wagon WheeL And if he does, Len might get killed." "I can stand to see him killed, but I'd sure wilt in my tracks if a son o' mine ever danced to music from the orchestra of a petit larceny lar-ceny cow thief. So I can't give you my word of honor." "Very well. This situation appears ap-pears to have developed into a game of poker, table stakes, so I'm shoving shov-ing in my last stack of chips and calling you, Mr. Hamilton L. Henley, Hen-ley, Senior." Following her stormy interview with Hamilton L. Henley, Mary felt the necessity for cooling her temper tem-per in the comforting presence ol his son, so, from Hamilton Henley's office she went direct to the hos pital. When she bent to kiss Len he turned his mouth away in a ges-. ture that told her very plainly he did not desire her caress. So she refrained from giving it and waited for him to say the things she guessed must be on his mind, although she was puzzled at this attitude. Surely, she thought, his father has not had time to visit him and tell him oi the obstacles in the way of the lat ter's plan to acquire the Wagon Wheel ranch and present it to Len; and there was no telephone in the room. She was chagrined at his palpable pal-pable rebuff. But his eyes came back to hers bravely. "Mary," he said, "I wanted want-ed that token of affection but 1 shouldn't have it I've been lying here doing as much sound thinking as this battered aching head of mine will permit and I've come to the conclusion you and I aren't exhibiting exhibit-ing the ultimate in common sense." "I had a strong suspicion your father's advice was being slowly assimilated. Of course, when a man's in love with a girl who sayi she loves him it's time for both sides to do some coherent thinking." "Mary, I should have kept my mouth closed." "If you had done that darling, you would have made signs." "Mary, the old man is right 1 belong to Arizona. I know and always al-ways have known what my destiny is and I don't wish to change it But Arizona has only borrowed you; she shows you her pleasant side that lies far from the lonely hinterland where much of my life will b spent You and I have been reared in worlds so radically different if I useless to attempt to recite those differences; we are products of diverse di-verse civilizations." He closed hit eyes as if in pain, hesitated a moment mo-ment and went on. "I had a sudden sud-den dream of love and life with you on the Wagon Wheel ranch. I wanted want-ed to make you love me so much you'd be glad to marry me" He paused for a new thought oi words to express it and she said coolly: "You didn't work very long or very hard on that idea, Don Leonardo. Leo-nardo. A few hours after the idea had been born you regretted it" "For the same reasons I now advance, ad-vance, rm not at all certain you'd be happy in a new environment and I know I'm not going to change mine, for if I did I know I'd be unhappy." un-happy." "Well, perhaps, Don Leonardo, it is too great a risk to predicate a lifetime of marital happiness on twelve hours of a sort of enchantment" enchant-ment" She got up and walked to the window so that he could not see her face and know how terribly he was hurting her in his effort to be generous and noble. She wanted to cry but she knew that would hurl him and she was not a cry-baby, j When she could control her voice she said: "But Don Leonardo,, it ; was so sweet and wonderful while it lasted as if somebody had held open a door and given us a brief glimpse of that land where, as Vir-gil Vir-gil said, somehow it is always after-noon." after-noon." (TO BE CONTINUED Kathleen Norris Says: They Come Bach Changed Ben Sjmdlcate.-WNTJ reaturea. jS'i I B tofmIIm ;:-itfevllV P0UHA5 I Fr tip :t f- ttfrffisfn F if iff ft "w THE ROAD BACK When our soldiers come home fired, disillusioned, somewhat embittered with life, they will be at loose ends for a while, trying to get readjusted re-adjusted to a world they had almost forgotten. After the rigid order of military living, with everything provided, and every move planned, the problems prob-lems and decisions of civilian life will be difficult for many veterans to face. It is during these trying days that mothers, sisters, siveethearts and wives must somehoiv give that spiritually exhausted man the thing he wants most. It may be a trip to1 the mountains, or a chance to complete his college course, or a voyage to South America. Whatever it is, his relatives and friends should try to provide pro-vide Jt. But in any case, his struggle back to normal living should get everyone's assistance. Each of us could see that he comet home to real welcome, plan, an understanding under-standing analysis of his problem. By KATHLEEN NORRIS AS I write these words on a -X hot, still June morning, the biggest city is fuming fum-ing and roaring away below my windows, and complete strangers are greeting each other in the streets with the three incredible words: "Cherbourg is ours." Yes, those sweating, powder-grimed, homesick, exhausted ex-hausted boys of. ours pushed, unit by unit, through bitter long days up the Normandy peninsula until they opened that vital gateway through which other men and supplies could pour to their aid and that of their fellow fighters all over France. Let's hope they know these soldiers sol-diers of America how truly we appreciate what they have done. Let's hope they know that our prayers and thoughts and love have followed them through every agonizing agoniz-ing step of the way, and that we are glorying now in their courage and persistence. This is a long step toward Berlin, and toward the end. And this brings us to thoughts of the days to come, when the war is over. It brings one to serious thoughts of the army at home the women's army of mothers, moth-ers, daughters, sisters, wives. The army that will welcome home that other army of tired, bewildered, disillusioned dis-illusioned and often disabledt fighters. fight-ers. Tired? Yes, deadly tired of the disturbed and disorganized state of things at home, after the months of sharply-organized war. Bewildered? Certainly. Not knowing know-ing quite what to do, where to take hold, what work to look for, at what point to begin. Disillusioned? Disillusioned not perhaps with the war, or even with the peace, but suffering from a deep puzzled disillusionment with life; life that can so generously feed and clothe a man in war time, give him railway tickets and theater the-ater tickets, hospitalization, education, educa-tion, blankets, cigarettes, chocolate and in peace time leave him to struggle with job-finding, unemployment unemploy-ment high rents, high cost of living. liv-ing. And perhaps disabled. Perhaps obliged to face all these things lacking lack-ing a hand, lacking eyes, needing a crutch, or suffering from those far worse disorders of nerves and mind that cannot be reached by the cheerful cheer-ful kindness and sympathy of Mom and the girls. A Place For Him to Fit. Are you ready to face these conditions for your soldier? If two million women would face them for Just one soldier each, how greatly would the postwar problem be solved at home, how immeasurably lessened the burden we must all help to carry after the war! No one of us can do it for them all, but each one could do it for one, could see that he comes home to a real welcome, a plan, an understanding analysis of his problem, a small bank-account that will save his self-respect self-respect for a few months at least a place ready, into which he can fit For make up your minds, you mothers and sisters and wives everywhere ev-erywhere the boys are coming homo cross, vague, restless, criti cal, dissatisfied. The bedroom all in order, the friends gathered to cry and kiss him, the admiration of medals, the royal feast the glamour of these things will last about 24 hours. Then the change will come; get ready for it. Then the boy will begin to show the effects of the long strain. Body, mind and soul will let go all at once. He'll not be interested in Mom's hospital work or the surprising surpris-ing success (of Sis in the chemical lab. He'll want to loaf about the house reading comics, loaf downtown down-town to a movie. He'll start up, to answer your questions, from some dark dream. "What? What'd you say, Mom? Yep, we had pretty good chow at Guadalcanal. Nope, it was kind of rotten oh, I guess it was pretty good." His voice will be uninterested; uninter-ested; he will turn back to his little pocket murder story again. You'll feel, for bitter months, as if you had lost him. Give him those months generously generous-ly and tenderly. Let him get away into the mountains with a dog and an old horse, if you can. Get him off to a cattle ranch; or find out exactly what it has been his dream to do ship to China on a freighter, live alone in the old cabin up by the lake and write a book, finish his medical course and help him to do it The months of a great war and ours is years old now are hard for the older men and for all the women wom-en at home. But the months that follow the war are harder still. Your splendid ambitious Jim, always so full of courage and spirit and fun, may come back to you silent and bitter, perfectly willing to take a five from Dad and a dollar from Betty Lou, perfectly willing to idle through his days drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, talking movies and ball games. He's got long memories to live down. Give him plenty of time. He'll come back. It isn't his fault the world was plunged into the war that scarred him so deeply. It was ours. Pay for it by helping him .back to sanity and peace. Sweating, powder-grimed soldiers. , Cost of Living Advances The cost of living in the United States rose in May to a new high level for the war period, according to the Alexander Hamilton institute. Nevertheless, the cost of living was only slightly higher than a year ago, with the national industrial conference con-ference board's index, which is based on 1923 as 100, standing at 104.4 in May this year as against 104.2 in the same month last year. 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