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Show THE TIMES-NEW- S, NEPHI. UTAH dons," he said. How strange It wa for Madeline to hear English apoken In a soft, whlnlngly sweet accent "The gracious hospitality of Don Carlos has passed with his house." Stewart stepped forward and, thrusting Don Carlos aside, he called, "Make 50Y- 1 I The Light IIIBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDIII! em Stan OON CARLOS SYNOPSIS. Arriving at the lonely little railroad station of El New Mexico, Madeline Hammond, New York society girl, finds era one to meet her. While in the waiting room, a drunken cowboy enter, asks if jshe la married, and departs, leaving her terrified. We returns with a priest, who goes through some sort of ceremony, and the cowboy forceB her to say "SI." Asking her name and learning her Identity the cowboy seems dazed. In a shooting scrape outside the room a Mexican Is killed. The cowboy lets a girl, Bonlta, take his horse and escape, then conducts Madeline to Florence Kingsley, friend of her brother. Florence welcomes her, learns her story, and dismisses the cowboy, Gene Stewart. , Next day Alfred Madeline's Hammond, brother, takes Stewart to task. ' Madeline exonerates him of any wrong Intent. Alfred, scion of a wealthy family, had been dismissed from his home because of his dissipation. Madeline sees that the West has redeemed him. She meets Stillwell, Al's employer, typical western ranchman. Stillwell tells her how Stewart beat up the sheriff to save her from arrest and then lit out for the border. Danny Mains, one of Stillwell's cowboys, has disappeared, with some of Stillwell's money. His friends link his name with the girl Bonita. Madeline gets a glimpse of life on a western ranch, Stewart sends Madeline his horse Majesty. She buys out Stillwell and "Her Majesty's Rancho" becomes famous. She finds her life work under "The Light of Western Stars." Learning Stewart had been hurt In a brawl at Chlricahua. Madeline visits him and persuades htm to come to the ranch as the boss of her cowboys. Jim Nels, Nick Steele, and "Monty" Price are Madeline's chief riders. They Lave a feud with Don Carlos' vaquros, who are really guarrillas. Ca-Jo- n, CHAPTER IX The New Foreman. Toward the end of the week Stillwell Informed Madeline that Stewart bad arrived at the ranch and had taken up quarters with Nels. "Gene's sick. He looks bad," said the old cattleman. "He's so weak an' shaky he can't lift a cup. Nels says that Gene has hed some bad spells. A little liquor would straighten hlrn up now. But Nels can't force him to drink a drop, an has hed to sneak some liquor In his coffee. Gene's losln' his mind, or he's got somethln' powerful strange on It." Stewart was really 111. It became necessary to send for a physician. Then Stewart began slowly to mend and presently was able to get up and about. Stillwell said the cowboy lacked Interest and seemed to be a broken roan. This statement, however, the old cattleman modified as Stewart continued to Improve. Then presently It was a good augury of Stewart's progress that the cowboys once more took up the tensing relation which had been characteristic of them before his Illness. "Wal, the boys are sure after 0.ene," said Stillwell, w.lth his huge smile. "Josliin" him nil the time about how he sits around an' hangs around an' loafs around Jest to get a glimpse of you. Miss Mujesty. Sure all the boys hev a pretty bud cnse over their pretty boss, but none of them Is a marker to Gene. He's got It o bad, Mi. Majesty, thet he nctooly don't know they are Joshln' him. It's the nmuzln'est strnnge thing I ever seen." Mnilelltie smiled her amusement. It had been Impossible for her to fall to observe Stewart's singular behavior. She never went out to take her customary milk and rides without seeing lilin somewhere In the distance. She was aware that he watched for her nnd avoided meeting her. When she snt on this porca during the afternoon or nt sunset Stewart could always be descried at some point near. He Idled listlessly In the sun, lounged on the porch of his bunkhonse, sat whittling the top bar of the eorrnl fence, and always It seemed to Mndellne he was watching her. He was pale, hnggnrd, Ills eyes held a shadow drawn. through which shone a soft, subdued light: and. once having observed this. Madeline funded It wns like the light In Majesty's eyes. In the dumb, worship. ing eyes of her favorite She told Stewart that she hoped he would soon he In the saddle again, and passed on her way. That Stewart loved her Mndellne eon Id not help but see. When she discovered this she felt a little surprise and annoyance. Then she Interrogated herself, and concluded that It wna not that Stewart was so different from his romrades, but that circumstances made him stand out from them. She recalled her meeting with him that night vhen he had tried to force her to marry him. This was unforgettable In She recalled subsequent mention of him, and found It had been peculiarly memorable The man and his actions seemed to hinge on events. Lastly, the fact standing clear of all others In its relation to her Interest was that be had almost been mined, almost lost, and ah had saved him. That alone was stn1clnt to explain why she thought t him differently. "!he hn.1 befriend, oplifted the other cowboys; stag-hound- o; US an i j Coptjriqht bij Harper and Brothers in hi she had saved Stewart's life. To be sure, he had been a ruffian, but a woman could cot save the life of even a ruftiaa without remembering It with gladness. Madeline at length decided her Interest In Stewart was natural, and that her deeper feeling was pity. Perhaps the interest had been forced from her; however, she gave the pity as she gave everything. Stewart had taken up his duties as foreman, and his activities were ceaseless. He was absent most of the time, ranging down toward the Mexican line. When he returned Stillwell sent for A Romance By Zane Qreij you have a crowd of eastern friends due next month. We want the range to ourselves then. But, Stillwell, If yw drive those vaqueros off, won't they hang around In the foothills? I declare they are a bad lot." "He'll have to be forced off," replied Stewart, quietly. . "The Don's pretty slick, but his vaqueros are bad actors. It's Just this way: Don Carlos has vaqueros coming and going all the time. They're guerrilla bands, that's all. And they're getting uglier. There have been several shooting-scrape- s lately. It's only a matter of time till him. something stirs up tle boys here. StillThis was late tn the afternoon of a well, you know Nels and Monty and day in the middle of April. Alfred Nick:" and Florence were with Madeline on "Sure I know 'em, an' you're not the porch. mentlonin' one more particular cowboy Madeline saw the man She remem- In my outfit," said Stillwell, with a dry bered, but with a singularly different chuckle and a glance at Stewart. Madeline divined the covert meanaspect. His skin was brown ; his eyes ing. "Stewart, I see you carry a gun," she said, pointing to a black handle protruding from a sheath swinging low along his leather chaps. "Yes, ma'am." "Why do you carry it?" she asked. "Well," lie aid, "it's not a pretty gun and it's heavy." She caught the Inference. The fron His keen, was not an ornament. steady, dark gaze caused her vague alarm. What had once seemed ool and audacious about this cowboy was now cold and powerful and mystical. Both her Instinct and her intelligence realized the steel fiber of the man's nature. As she was his employer, she had the right to demand that he should not do what was so chillingly manifest that he might do. But Madeline could not demand. She felt curiously yonng and weak, and the five months of western life were as If they had never been. She now had to do with a quesAnd the tion involving human life. value she placed upon human life and Its spiritual significance was a matter far from her cowboy's thoughts. A strange Idea flashed up. Did she place too much value upon all human life? She checked that, wondering, almost "You Don't Mean You Follerea Them horrified at herself. And then her Hosa Tracks Thet Far? Intuition told trer that she possessed were piercing and dark and steady; a far stronger power to move these he carried himself erect; he seemed primitive men than any woman's stern preoccupied, and there was not a trace rule or order. "Stewart, I do not fully understand of embarrassment in his manner. "Wal, Gene, I'm sure glad to see what you hint that Nels and his commight do. Please be frank with you," Stillwell was saying. "Where rades me. Do you mean Nels would shoot do you hall from?" "Guadalupe canyon," replied the upon little provocation?" "Miss Hammond, as far as Nels Is cowboy. concerned, shooting Is now Just a matStillwell whistled. " 'Way down there I You don't mean ter of his meeting Don Carlos' you follered them hoss tracks thet vaqueros. As for Nick Steele and Monty, they're Just bad men, and lookfar?". "All the way from Don Carlos' ing for trouble," "How about yourself, Stewart? Stillrnncho across the Mexican line. I took Nick Steele with me. Nick is the best well's remark was not lost upon me," tracker In the outfit. This trail we said Madeline, prompted by curiosity. were on led along the foothill valleys. "Stewart, I have come to love my First we thought whoever made It was ranch, and I care a great deal for my hunting for water. But they passed my cowboys. It would be dreadful If two ranches without watering. At they were to bill anybody, or especialSeaton's wash they dug for water. ly If one of them should be killed." "Miss Hammond, you've changed Here they met a pack-trai- n of burros that came down the mountain trail. things considerable out here, but All that's The burros were heavily loaded. Horse can't change these men. and burro traeks struck south from needed to start them Is a little trouSeaton's to the old California emigrant ble. And this Mexican revolution Is road. We followed the trail through bound to moke rough times along some Guadalupe canyon and across the bor- of the wilder passes across the border. der. On the way back we stopped at We're In line, that's all. And the boys Slaughter's ranch, where the United are getting stirred up." "Very well, then, I must accept the Stntes cnvnlry are camping. There we met foresters from the Pelonclllo Inevitable. I am facing a rough time. forest reserve. If these fellows knew And some of my cowboys cannot be anything they kept It to themselves. checked much longer. But human life Is not for any man to sacrifice unless So we hit the trull home." or In protecting those "Wal. I reckon you Know enonrh?" In Inquired Stillwell, slowly. "Miss Ham- dependent upon him. What Stillwell mond can't he kept In the dark much nnd you hinted makes me afraid of Nels nnd Nick Steele nnd Monty. Canlonger. Make your report to her." The cowboy shifted his dark gaze not they be controlled? I want to feel to Madeline. "We're losing a few cnt-tl- e that they will not go gunning for Don Carlos' men. I wnnt to avoid all vioon the open range. Night-drive- s by vaqueros. Some of these cattle ars lence. And yet when my guests come, driven across the valley, others up In- I want to feel that they will be safe to the foothills. So far as I can find from danger or fright or even annoyout no cattle are being driven south. ance. May I not rely wholly upon you, So this raiding Is a blind to fool the Stewart T" "I hope so, Miss Hammond," replied cowboys. Don Carlos Is a Mexican rebel. He located his rancho here a Stewart It was an Instant response, few years ago and pretended to raise but none the less fraught with concattle. All that time he has been sciousness of responsibility. He waitsmuggling arms and ammunition across ed a moment, and then, as neither the border. He was for Madero against Stillwell nor Madeline offered further Diaz. Now he Is against Mndero be- speech, he bowel and turned down the en use he and all the rebels think Mnpath, his long spurs clinking In the dero failed to keep his promises. There gravel. "Wal. wal." exclaimed Stillwell, will be another revolution. And all the arms go from the States across "thet's no little Job you give him. Miss the border. Those burros I told about Majesty." were packed with contraband goods." "It was a womnn'a cunning, Still"What Is my my duty? What ban well," said Alfred. "Majesty, whatIt to do with me?" Inquired Madeline, ever actuated you, It was a stroke of somewhat perturbed. diplomacy. Stewart has got good stuff "Wal, Miss Majesty, I reckon It In him. He wna down and out. Well, hasn't nothing to do with yam," nt In he's made a game fight, and It looks a Stillwell. "Thefa my blzness at Stew- If he'd win. Trusting him, giving bin art's. Hut I Jest wanted yon tfi know. responsibility, relying upon him, we There might be some trouble follerln' the surest way to strengthen his hoi upon himself. But. Majesty, remen my orders." "Tour orders?" her, he's a composite of tiger bree "I want to send Stewart ever to fire and forked lightning, and don't Imag Don Carlos an his vaqueros off the Ine he has failed you If he geta Into rnnge. They've got to go. Don Carlos fight." Is brenkln' the law of the Cnlted CHAPTER X States, an' doln' It on our property an with our bosses. He I your permisDon Carlos' Vaqueros. sion. Miss Hammond?" "Why, assuredly you hovel sjtiu-wel- l, Early the following morning Stew you know what to do. Alfred, art. with a compnny of cowboys, what do you think best?" pnrted for Don Cnrlon' rnncho. As tin "Mil make trouble. Mnjvsty. but It's dny wore on without any report frot tot t be Aone," replied Alfred. "Here him. Stillwell appeared to grow in or e at ense; and at nightfall he told Madeline that he guessed there was now no reason for concern. "Wal, though It's sure arnazin' strange," he continued, "I've been wor-rylsome about how we was goin' to fire Don Carlos. But Gene has a way of doln' things." Next day e Stillwell and Alfred decided to ride over to Don Carlos' place, tuklng Madeline and Florence with them, and upon the return to stop at Alfred's ranch. They sfarted In the cool, gray dawn, and after three hours' riding, as the sun began to get bright, they entered a mesquite grove, surrounding corrals and barns, and a number of low, squat buildings and a huge, rambling structure all built of adobe and mostly crumbling to ruin. Only one green spot relieved the bald red of grounds and walls ; and this evidently was made by the spring which had given both value and fame to Don Carlos' range. The approach to the house was through a wide courtyard, bare, stony, hard packed, with n' hltch-ing-rai- ls and watering-trough- InTfront s of a long porch. Several dusty, tired horses stood with drooping heads and bridles down, their wet flanks attesting to travel Just ended. e "Wal, it, Al, If there ain't dog-gon- Pat Hawe's hoss I'll eat It," exclaimed Stillwell. "What's Pat want here, anyhow?" growled Alfred. No one was In sight; but Madeline heard loud voices coming from the house. Stillwell dismounted at the porch and stalked In at the door. Alfred leaped off his horse, helped Florence and Madeline down, and, bidding them rest and wait on the porch, he followed Stillwell. From the corridor came the rattling of spurs, tramping of boots, and loud voices. Madeline detected Alfred's quick notes when he was annoyed: "We'll rustle back home, then," he said. The answer came, "No !" Madeline recognized Stewart's voice, and she quickly straightened up. "I won't have them In here," went on Alfred. "Outdoors or in, they've got to be with us 1" replied Stewart, sharply. "Listen, AL" came the boom of Stillwell's big voice, "now that we've butted in over nyar with the girls, you let Stewart run things." ll Then a crowd of men tramped oot upon the porch. Stewart, and somber, was In the lead. Nels hung close to him, and Madeline's quick glance saw that Nels had undergone Indescribable change. The grinning, brilliant-eyeDon Carlos came Jostling out beside a giant, d man wearing a silver shield. This, no doubt, was Pat Hawe. In the background behind Stillwell and Alfred stood Nick Steele, head and shoulders over a number of vaqueros and cowboys. "Miss Hammond, I'm sorry you came," said Stewart, bluntly. "We're In a muddle here. I've Insisted that you nnd Flo be kept close to us. I'll explain later. If you can't stop your ears I beg you to overlook rough talk." With that he turned to the men behind him : "Nick, take Booly, go back to Monty and the boys. Fetch out that stuff. All. of it. Rustle, now!" Stillwell and Alfred disengaged themselves from the crowd to tnke up positions In front of Madeline nnd Florence. I'at Hawe leaned agnlnst a post nnd Insolently ogled Madeline and then Florence. Don Curios pressed pell-me- dark-browe- d sharp-feature- . way, there!" ' The crowd fell back to the tramp of heavy boots. Cowboys appeared staggering out of the corridor with long boxes. These they placed side by side upon the floor of the porch. "Now, Hawe, we'll proceed with our business," said Steward "You see these boxes, don't you?" "I reckon I see a good many things round hynr," replied Hawe, meaningly. "Well, do you intend to open these " boxes upon my "No !" retorted Hawe. "It's not my place to meddle with property as come by express an' all accounted fer regular." t "I'll open them, nere, one of you boys, knock the tops off these boxes," ordered Stewart. "No, not you, Monty. You use your eyes. Let Booly handle the ax. Bustle, now !" Monty Price had Jumped out of the crowd Into the middle of the porch. The manner In which he gave way to Booly and faced the vaqueros was not significant of friendliness or trust. "Stewart, you're dead wrong to bust open them boxes. That's ag'ln the law," protested Hawe, trying to interfere. Stewart pushed him back. Then Don Carlos, who had been stunned by the appearance of the boxes, suddenly became active In speech and person. Stewart thrust hlra back also. The Mexican's excitement increased. He wildly gesticulated ; he exclaimed shrilly In Spanish. When, however, the lids were wrenched open and an Inside packing torn away he grew rigid and silent. Madeline raised herself behind Stillwell to see that the boxes were full of rifles and ammunition. "There, Hawet What did I tell your demanded Stewart. "I come over here to take charge of this ranch. I found these boxes hidden In an unused room. I suspected what they were. Contraband goods 1" "Wal, aupposln they are? I don't see any call fer sech fuss aa you're makin. Stewart, I calkllata you're some stuck on your new Job an' want to make a big show before " "Hawe, stop slinging that kind of talk," Interrupted Stewart. "You got too free with your mouth once before Now here, I'm supposed to be consulting an officer of the law. Will you take charge ' of these contraband goods?" "Say, you're holdln' on high an mighty," replied Hawe, In astonishment that was plainly pretended. "Whafre you drlvln' at?" Stewart muttered an Imprecation. He took several swift strides across the porch ; he held out his hands to Stillwell as If to indicate the hopelessness of Intelligent and reasonable arbitration ; he looked at Madeline with a glance eloquent of his regret that he could not handle the situation to please her. Then as he wheeled he came face to face with Nels, who had slipped forward out of the crowd. Madeline gathered serious Import from the steel-blu- e meaning flash of eyes whereby Nels communicated something to Stewart. Whatever that something was, it dispelled Stewart's Impatience. A slight movement of his hand brought Monty Price forward with a Jump. In these sudden Jumps of Monty's there was a suggestion of restrained ferocity. Then Nels and It Monty lined up behind Stewart. was a deliberate action, even to Madeline, unmistakably formidable. Pal Hawe's face took on an ugly look; his eyes had a reddish gleam. Don Carlos added a pale face and extreme nervousness to his former expressions of agitation. The cowboys edged away from the vaqueros nnd the bronzed, bearded horsemen who were evidently Hawe's assistants, "I'm driving at this," spoke up Stsw-nr- t. presently; nnd now he wns slow nnd caustic. "Here's contraband of wnrl Hawe, do you get thnt? Arms nnd ammunition for the rebels nerosi the border! I chnrge you ns an officer to confiscate these pond nnd to arrest the smuggler Don Carlos." These words of Stewart's precipitated a riot among Don Cnrlos and his followers, nnd they surged wildly around the sheriff. The crowd n phi ml Don Cnrlos grew louder and denser with the addition of nrmed vaqueros and bare footed stable-boy- s and dusty-boote- d herdsmen and blanketed Mexicans, the Inst of whom suddenly slipped from doors and windows and round corners. Shrill cries, evidently from Don Cnrlos, somewhat quieted the commotion. Then Don Carlos could be henrd addressing Sheriff Hawe In an exhortntlon of mingled English and Spanish. He denied, he avowed, be proclaimed, nnd all In rapid, passionate utterance. It seemed to Mndellne thnt Don Cnrlos denied knowledge of the boxes of contraband goods, then knowledge of their real contents, then knowledge of their destination, and, flnnlly, everything except thnt they were there in sight, damning wltn esses to somebody's Complicity In the bresklng of neutral- ,y laws. Pnsslonnte as had been his lenlnl of all this. It wna aa nothing otnpnred to his denunciation of Stew irt. say-so?- d 1 JJ "All over the rid. Bolt trgw and keep your nerve: (TO t)K CONTINUED. ) The squsre mile of the city of Lon-IoIs divided Into 27 wards, with sura lualnt names aa Portsoken, Vlntry, Jordwalcer and Candle Ick wmrds. - SCOUTS Tw.- (Conducted hy National Council of the Boy Kcnula of America.) NEAR EAST WANTS SCOUTING The Near B:ast relief after a number of experiments has decided the boy scout program of high ideals, constructive work and wholesome play 1st the best means of restoring morale. health and aim In life to the boys of land who have suffered that such cruel effects of the World war. The American committee has turned to the Boy Scouts of America for assistance In securing trained leaders to carry on scouting in Armenia aud the surrounding territory. In Armenia there are at present 5,000 scouts, and three times that ninny boys eagerly awaiting leadership. The largest orphanage in the world at Alexandropol in the Caucasus, caring for 17,000 children, la another example of the vast field the Near East offers the worker In child welfare. By Its present program the committee cares fully for 64,107 Armenian and other orphans, and feeds 50,000 more. There are thousands for whom nothing Is done. Food, shelter and clothing are the major Items of expense and of need. But the main objective is to Instill Into these boys and glrle hope, faith and Ideals that will develop moral and spiritual leadership for the coming years. This can be) accomplished through a program of study, work and play, and thus, scouting can play so important a far-awa- y d part The brotherhood of the scout movement has been strongly demonstrated by the good turns of American members for their afflicted friends In the Near East. In scores of cities and towns our scouts have achieved noble records In donations of money, oftentimes earned through their own efforts. In the collecting of clothing for the refugees and In the preparing as bundles for shipment At the time of the recent Induction into scouting of Governor Davis of Kansas, a big piece of work for the Near East was In progress. Standing on the state-hous- e steps, the governor made the great scout promises and wag Installed as an "honorary tenderfoot." A bodyguard of scouts saluted the distinguished" new member, and then promptly set him to worlc sacking old clothes. Before the flay closed the bundles amounted to a carload. SCOUT BRAVE MAKES RESCUE Five weeks a scout nnd then a nero tho record of Albert Bentley of the American Legion scout troop, Battle Creek, Mich. d Scout Bentley and Mark Knlsley were on the ice of Battle creek, about fifteen feet from shore, when the Ice gave way and both boys slipped through Into water elgbi feet deep. Although the lads were good swirsv mers they were handicapped by their heavy boots and clothing and could make little progress In pulling themselves up. The scout finally struck a solid place In the ice, climbed up and wns starting for the shore when he saw thnt his companion was still In the water and crying for assistance. Bentley, shivering from his icy bath and braving the cold wind that stiffened his drenched clothes, hastened back over the treacherous lee and drugged the smaller boy to safety. The scout, when asked about the affair, related It in a matter-of-facbrief way, devoid of any thrills. Despite this modest account, the heroic act of the boy will be brought to the attention of the local court of honor. Is eleven-year-ol- t, BOY SCOUTS' VETERAN Boy scout troops FLAG that for live years continuous registered existence, naturally take considerable pride In their ns veteran troops. The special wtemo troop flag now available for these groups is Identical with the fainilia red and white iroop flag with the green nnd gold Boy Scouts of America emblem in the center, but In addition the veteran standard displays in the lower corner (toward the staff) the veteran scout Inslpila, appearing la gold upon a diamond sloped Actil of blue muslin. r more have been left-han- in d "A SCOUT IS CHEERFUL" A good turn thnt required real scout philosophy to bring It to a successful conclusion was the following nieus-bperformed by a twelve-yenr-olof Milwaukee: "Hend to fit? grandfather for an hour and a half from a book that I didn't understand. d er BOY SCOUTS AS FORESTERS t'nele Sam was the beneficiary of good turn" by sceuts of the Plkea Peak (Colo.) region, when a .mitilr of with the governthese lads ment forestry department nnd planted 5.000 trees. A half a century ago the Indians are reputed to huve ruthlessly started a fire in this section to drive out the game. Today come the Itoj Scmits of America with their program of construction, nldinn In rcpa ring I've destruction of the l!ed men. by plantira where nature has failed to Veforest |