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Show THE Thursday, November 12. 1936 wcmcn COPYRIGHT CHAPTER VI FRANK SPEARMAN H.SPfARMAN Continued 8 In the nearer diutanre lay Denlson's buildings. I'.ctween the two points a second Are burned, curving r like a great scimitar along the lands surrounding the ranch. "liulll" she called fearfully to her nearest cowboy. "What does It all mean Is there anything that can be saved Y "Why, I can see where they've been Can't tell much about It till we get closer. Come on, boys! Tush 'em over the hill. If tills Is too fast for you, miss," he yelled, "follow us I' But nothing was too fast for Jafie. The city girl was always on therr heels. With the ponies In a lather, the G unlock crew pulled up short before the ranch-houscorral, where a party of Bre fighters Just from town were starting for the front. Henry Sawdy, smoked and scorched, was guiding them out Bill Parda-lo- e headed the town men. In the bunch were the evangelist preacher. Big Bill Hayes, alias Panama; the liveryman, McAlpIn; Spotts. and profane barthe ber; Selwood, the cattleman, with half a dozen of his men; Jim Laramie, from away up In the Crazy Woman country, with a bunch of his cowboys. Jane saw a man riding np from the creek, hut it did not look to her like Bill Dentson. Not until he drew near and lifted his hat hastily to her as he rode over to talk to Pardaloe, did she realize It was he. As rapidly as possible he greeted the newcomers, told them where they were most needed, pointed and started them on their way, and turned to Jane. "Oh, Bill!" exclaimed Jane, as Denlson rode np. "I'm so sorry." "I hope I didn't stir things np over there, by sending that message. I shouldn't have done It, only I promised," he said In a dry, cracked voice. "Don't think about the small things, Bill. You should have sent long ago. I brought all the men I rut-ove- back-flrlu- bald-heade- could." 'McCrossen IJH FRANK H. refused to come?" mean so I came myself I hope I'll do for a ubstlture?" His answering smile was Joyful. "It was too good of yoa to come, Jane. But now I've got to ride right out again. Would yon step Into the cabin and rest up before you ride back?" "Ride back? Tes, but who's going to cook for all these men? I'm going back to get Quong and bring him over. "lie was kind of Noon passed before Jane got back to Denlson's and installed herself with Quong in the kitchen. One man, severely burned, came In from the front toward dark. Carpy could not be reached till morn- ing. Jane bandaged the man's arms and fed him. Denlson rode In late, smoked and scorched anew, but tireless. "Bill," she asked, sitting down opposite him, "tell me honestly: are you holding it?" "Jane, to tell the truth, I don't know. Sometimes I thin we are It looks bad. In a sometimes forest fire, every hour must tell Its own story; that's about the size of it" It was late when they walked out of doors together. The south era sky was angry red. "nil be a hard day tomorrow. Bill," said Jane. "There's nothing more I can do. here, tonight I'm going home. I'll be back by daylight in the morning. Ton go to bed. You must be dead." ."Ill ride over along with you, Jane." "No, you will not." "But Jane, you're not going to deprive me of riding home with you?" "Yes, I He pleaded with "Oh, please!" her like a boy. "I've been count lDg on It all day " "I thought you'd been all day." "Fighting fire and thinking about you and saying, Tonight I'll ride ." g borne with Jane. " "Bill Denlson, you're silly. Ton ought to be willing to call It a day." "After I take you home, Jane!" "What a teasel Well, then, come long !" They did not ride fast There was so much to talk over. Both were serious. Denlson knew better than Jane how grave the danger was both to himself and to her, Bnt be hod his hour with the wom- mu m loved, and for that bonr hat else In the world mattered? W NU. SfRVICt "Oh, Bill," protested Jane, faint ly, sick at heart with the happi ness of listening to bis words. "Don't! You mustn't say such things. I won't listen to you. Bill. I'm nothing hut a girl, and you're making me a goddess or a fairy Not one word Btop such nonsense. more. Bill Denlson. If you keep on, I'll break out crying. Here's the house, anyway. Good night" Every available man was out on the front lines when Jane readied the threatened ranch after daybreak. Quong kept the little stove in the kitchen hot, and Jane, busy about the cabin and looking after the boy burned the day before, did not realize bow fast the morning was going, until Carpy arrived from town to dress the lad's burns. He greeted Jane and, with her to help, went to work on his patient. Afterward ne sat down beside Jane on the bench outside the door. "So," said he, "you're playing good Samaritan. How are you holding out over at Gunlock?" "All right; the danger is all from this way. If we can hold the Bre over here, It's not likely to bother us. Oh. doctor," exclaimed Jane, springing to her feet, "what does that mean?" Biding nut of the woods south of the ranch house, she saw a party of men slowly advancing. Riding- - between two men, supporting him on his pony, a third man riding behind the trio, Carpy saw the Injured man, hatlees and coatless, and heard hlra suppress an occasional groan. Carpy walked forward to greet the party. "Well, boys," he asked, "who is it this time?" Jim Laramie answered. "Why. Doc, it's Jake Spotts. There's been a bad accident Jake and Panama got cut off up by the pass. Stayed too long. I'm glad you're here, Doc; he's hurt pretty bad." "I.oI" screamed Spotts, so blackened and burned as to be unrecognizable, and writhing in pain, "It ain't me, Doc ; It's Panama I Damn it go back, boys, and get Panama. I tell you, go backl" "Denlson has gone to get him, Doc," explained Laramie. "Keep quiet Jake, you only make your leg worse. It's his leg, Doc." Carpy motioned. "Bring him in to the cabin." The unfortunate barber, eased, with many groans, off the pony, was laid on the dinner table, asking for water and half deliriously calling for Panama. Carpy examined Spotts. He found to his relief that the man was not seriously burned. "It's his left leg," explained Carpy a little later to the group; "broke down near the ankle." Keeping up a rapid fire of talk, Carpy opened his bag, set out his needed appliances and bis bottle of chloroform, gradually subdued the man, got him, with Jane's help, under the anesthetic, and working In his shirt sleeves and in the intense heat at a breath-takinspeed, fin ished the operation, sat down, drew a cigar from his waistcoat pocket and lighted it "Jane," he said, "I suppose this Is your first surgical case?" "Yes, Doctor." "You'd make a good nurse, girl." "Doctor, what do you suppose be meant calling so for Panama?" Carpy explained. "Today," he continued, "Panama was his partner on the line: the men work in pairs generally." "I hope they'll find him all right." "I hope," observed Carpy thought fully, "he'll be all right when they g do find him." "There come some of the boys. Denlson Is with them," Carpy said suddenly, pointing to the edge of the woods. "They're halting. They've got something slung across the back of a pony. I'll walk over." CHAPTER VII walked hurriedly to rlt.theCARPY edge of the woods where the men gathered closely around him. "Best thing to do Is to take off old bunkhouse door. Bill," said Carpy, when be saw whom they were carrying. "We can lay him on that and carry him over here to the shed." They had brought Panama out of the burned timber where Denlson and Bull Page had found blm. They had taken in a pony, bareback, to where he lay, slung the big fellow across It and thus carried him through the woods. Panama was lifted from the pony and laid on the door. A colored neck erchlef was laid over his face, and with stumbling steps he was carried baci of the bunkhouse. Two sawborses bad been set to support that the door, and on It Panama lay at rest. His companions made ready to start bark for the fire lines. "Now, boys, wach out" said Denlson gravely. "We can't afford any more mistakes like this. If Jake and Panama had listened to me they wouldn't have got cut off. Bull," be added, speaking to Page, "get up a pair of ponies, if you ran find 'em, and hitch 'em to the light wagon. Curpy wanta Panama taken right In town." The Injured barber was rondng to. He had been carried to the bunkhouse and was propped up on He a bench outside the doorway. looked at Carpy wistfully. "Tell me. Doc." he begged "have they found Panama yet?" "They have. Jake. Ana he was hurt. I did what little I could do for him here. But I've not got what's Panneeded here for treatment. ama's got to go to town. They're hitching up the wagon." Spotts started up, on fire. "Then I've got to see him before he goes. Don't let 'em start till I Bee hiui. Doc. Where Is he?" Carpy tried In vain to quiet his patient. "You mustn't have any excitement tonight I've done my best for you. Now, damn It, dry up: I tell you you can't see him." A dreadful light dawned on the barber. His gaunt Jaw dropped, his "Doc!" be hollow eyes flames. cried out. "Panama's dead!" The word rang In Carpy' ears for many a day. "Jake," he said brusquely, "I've tried to loften things for you doesn't seem to be no use. They pulled him out of the woods after the fire passed a grove back of Gunlock Knob." "That's where we got caught right there," cried the barber. "We got back to the ponies an' had to cut across a piece of burned timber to get out A dead limb from one of the trees fell on me. I went down with the pony. When I kicked loose, the pony bolted, an when I tried to get up, my leg was broke. There we was. Doc. Panama's The pony couldn t carry double. Bre was creepln' up on two sides of us. It was terrible. Doc that's all NEIMII. I'TAH TIMES-NEW- S. pleaded earnestly. agreed to come. At eight o'clock, At last PACE SEVEN be the welcome plutter of the dilapidated engine was beard outside. The padre, a Gunlock buck chauffeur, and a little Indian boy of ten or twelve disembarked, and the reception committee welcomed the guest of honor to the hotel office long well filled. And headed by the clergyman and the little fellow, the growing crowd straggled down the street to Harry Tenlson's, where poor Punama lay lu state. Padre Cataldo, laying aside hl hat and his overcoat of many patches, made the sign of the cross, knelt a moment In silent prayer, and, standing behind the pool table on which Panama lay In his colllii, spoke clearly and simply. "Boys." said the old priest, "this looks like a queer place for a padre; perhaps a queer Job. But Canada's Indians Gain Freedom for Elders- - There is no foundation for the common belief that the Indiana of Canada are a vanishing race. The The Killing of Parents by Grown census, which is taken at five-yeintervals, has shown a substanChildren Often Amounts to Tyranny tial increase in each of such per iods during the last fifteen years rXENTLY says a woman the mother. Here is a woman at least. According to the last there were in Canada 122,-91- 1 writer of note. I read a letter who cherishes her freedom, and census 8 Indians 62,943 males anc" from a young married woman, is enjoying it evidently. Either who, having a house in which she had been accustomed to trav- the females. About 112,500 live on reservations. she evidently took pride, and large eling, and keeps it up, or she has enough to accomodate her mother, not been tible to indulge her longwas disturbed. She resented the ing to see the world, until now, f.ct that her mother refused to when she is free to do so and has live there, although she had beer, Uie wherewithal. invited to do so. She complained Freedom for Kldrrs. of her mother's travels, and her A great deal h;is been said and insistence in keeping her own written about letting children hae home. tl eir right of freedom of action A Strange Plight. It is not they alone It was impossible not to con- and ideas. a good many I've known I'.UI sider what were the reasons un- that must have this privilege 1 knew him In his wildest derlying the invitation. The young Parents, when they get older ore years. And days. l'e known him for the woman said her friends thought often ruled with roils of iron by last three years, since he turned the situation strange, and she the children who were themselves over a new leaf. feared they blamed her fur not granted freedom. This ruling of "Bill used to visit me and talk having her mother with her. Such elders is often under the guises with me. It was something 1 said is certainly a of affectionate care, and a patrun-i.in- g salt Iai kindness and it sometimes to him once, so he told me. that n.istake. It can scarcely be taken started til tn thinking. "What's all as the real reason for her an becomes a tyranny, especially Our lobby U delightfully air this about this greedy, rotten old noyance. The home atmosphere over mothers. Such situations are cooled dm tug the summer months indeed difficult. world?' he asked himself. would scarcely be improved by Hell Syndicate. WNU Service. Radio tor ivory Room "Bill was not a follower of my having a reluctant member in200 Room 200 Batho becluded in even he the But faith you know that. family life, -lieved Jesus Christ to be the Son though the husband agreed to it of God, anil for three years he has willingly. tried the best he could to keep his Money Matters. commandments. A reason of money might exist. No matter how many medicines you have tried for your coiujh, chest Naturally, I never heard Bill That is, there is a lurking sugor bronchial irritation, you can cold I told been what have preach. But -- i gestion that the daughter disliked Kct relief now with Creomulsion. eloquent and sincere sermons he the mother being at the added Serious trouble may be brewing and did preach. But out there In those expense of keeping up her home, you cannot afford to take a chance with anything less than Creomulforgotten hills, facing no, not fac- and spending money in travels, sion, which goes right to the seat HOTEL ing but embracing a dreadful which went as far as European the trouble to aid nature toes death. Bill preached a deathless tiips. The letter said that the of soothe heal Inflamed and the sermon, for he took his text from mother's health was good. Could as the germ-lade- n phlegm the lips of God himself. And wher it be that the money saved by Is loosened and expelled. Rate St. SO to $3.00 Even If other remedies have ever you bury him, boys, let the the mother should she live with be discouraged, your don't failed, words of that text be graven on the would revert to the druggist is authorized to truarantee O The lintel Tempi Sjtara haa a daughter, bis tomb: highly deairahle, friendly atmo. daughter? Or would the mother Creomulsion and to refund p here. You will always find It Immae-uial-e, "'Greater love than this no man be expected to pay board, or make money u you are not satisfied your with, upmtwiljr comfortable, and thoroughly aa;reeahl.ou can thcra hath, that a man lay down bis life some contribution to the home, results from the very first bottle. Cure understand why tbla hotel lat Creomulsion now. Get (Adv.) right for bis friends.'" although of a less stipulated sum? HIGHLY H ECO MM ENDED The lull In the fire threat Issued Yon can also appreciate why Freedom for Mother. In fresh dangers to the hill ranches. a mark of dimtinction to stop if at Whatever the fundamental rea A blaze starting up anew on the this fraautifuf bottry r lands crept son for the daughter's dilemma, reservation ERNEST C ROSSITER, Af jr. north on the very night that Pana one cannot but sympathize with ma was buried. With what aid she could bring, Jane rode next morning over to her neighbor's only to find the situation J ' . critical. By noon the fire fighters 5::.: 5'--, , ;i were being driven back all along the line. But, loath to abandon hope of saving the ranch buildings, the men fought till Denlson, riding among them, warned them to look first to their own safety. Riding then fast to the ranch house, he found Jane consulting with Quong In the kitchen. "I must think of your safety, Jane," he said. "It Is getting too close to danger here. "Bill, Is it that bad?" "We might as well face the truth. It's not safe here for you. You must go, and quickly. Are your ponies saddled?" They are." "Then take Quong and mount up." Janes eyes softened. They fell before his. "I Just hate to go. Bill." she pouted, tantalizlngly. "It seems like deserting a friend." "It isn't Jane. You may Imagine, lain ,V Tiir.rthMMrirttar f, r,. .,, ihii.tb girl, how I hate to send you away. who I'm But you know thinking of, don't you?" Afterward He Sat Down Beside car owner who does much "Ton mustn't think too much of Jane on the Bench Outside but yourself Just now. the Door. anybody driving over unimproved roads and who "I do some Bill," she murmured. man can say, Just terrible. We thinking myself these days." has to use chains, can save the cost and couldn't bardly bear us talk. Pan Quong had been called. Always ama picked me up to set me on his forehanded, without any words he bother of applying them by equipping the pony. Nol' I yells. 'It won't do, was winking and blinking In his Panama, an' you know it I'm done, saddle. Panama. Save yourself. You ain't Denlson handed Jane her lines. rear wheels of his car or truck with Firestone got a minute to lose. Get back on She leaned toward him and spoke your horse and run for It' low: "Bill, will you promise me, Ground Grip Tires. This wonderful new " 'Shut up, Jake,' Panama yells. solemnly, one thing?" 'Get up on that pony!' I tried to "Promise you anything, girl." tire was designed and developed by fight It out with him but I was "Solemnly, Bill?" crazy with pain 'n' couldn't handle it?" is What "Solemnly. Harvey S. Firestone working with his myself, neither. He lifted me on "That you'll think first for your his pony, stuck the lines In my own safety. Now promise!" bands. "Beat it,' be yelled. "What'll "I promise, Jane." engineers on his own farm in Columbiana County, Ohio. It was tested on all you do? says L 'I've got good For my sake. Bill?" "Do yoa mean that?" legs, I'll run,' he says." kinds of roads and found so efficient that it was also adopted for tractors and A melancholy procession took the "I do mean It." desert road that night for Sleepy "God bless you. If the brdldlngs all wheeled farm implements. Cat In the wagon lay Panama; go, I'll ride over to report tomorbeside him lay his Injured friend, row." rubber lugs of the tread are so placed that they clean as they pull, and Spotts Jake would have It no other Jane slept so well that she way. air the in her heavy eyes opened In town, next day, the boys tried of daybreak, conscience-strickeat 6ince the design is continuous, the tire does not bump when used on paved roads vainly to figure out some sort of having rested peacefully during the a decent burial service for Panama. hours In which her neighbor might cords are placed under the tread Two extra layers of Gum-Dippe- d a patented "I've got it," exclaimed Jeff Sollers, have been burned out. was near who sitting Carpy. He She dressed, ate Quong's hurried Firestone construction feature which welds the powerful super-tractio-n tread to slapped the doctor's knee. "We'll breakfast, saddled her pony, and have the old Doc himself make a set out for Denlson's, directing cord body, making them one inseparable unit the patented Gum-Dippe- d few remarks over Panama." Quong to follow as soon as he "Ne." could. The smoke grew more dense Gum-Dippin- g is used only in Firestone tires. "Yes." as she neared the ridge, and she do I "Hell, no! won't it," growled reluctantly turned about for heme Carpy. and told Quong of her failure and Farmers, country doctors, school bus operators, rural mail carriers, in fact, "But why won't you?" she would ride up Into the that "Well, I'll tell you. fm just an- high hills to see what was going all who do most of their driving off the paved roads cannot afford to be without other bum, like poor Panama on. that's alL You needn't yell I (TO BE CONTINUED) Ground Grip Tires. Go to your nearest Firestone Dealer or Firestone Auto Supply know. The way I look at It is this: Nothing In Panama's life became Ue Many Fant in China and. Service Store today and equip your car or truck with Firestone Ground Grip him like the leaving of It. Surely In China, where there is a fan for no man could die a nobler death the tire that makes its own road. than Panama's. Now I want to see every purpose and every occasion, Tires a man who lives a life like Pana- the tea fan Is a part of the cereAs soon as ma's death say a few wods over mony of Listen to the Voice of Firestone featuring Richard Panama, and I'm going ft. try to the tea Is drunk, the host takes bis Crooks with Margaret Speaks, Monday evenings get him to do It Who? The old fan and says, "I invite you to fan." Not to be equipped with a fan, or padre over on the Reservation." Nationwide N. B. C. over WEAF Network "But he won't do It Panama to refrain from using It when asked, is a serious breach of etiquette. In didn't belong to his church !" That doesn't make a damned bit Burma, monastic novices use a large of difference, boys. The padre knew fan to screen them from the sight In Colombia, South Panama. lie knows me. He will of woman. do It If we're lucky enough to America, every kitchen Is furnished with a cabbage palm fan for startcatch film." Dr. Carpy called up the padre ing Dres. The Japanese youth Is and was lucky. At least the padre given a fan when he attains Ms mawas at home. As to his coming jority. In troplciil countries they 21 that was something else again. Car- are used to temper the heat and disW9l.r.T..R.C, py held blm long on the wire; be pel Insects. ar n 59,-9U- s super-sensitivene- ss rrlit Still Coughing? met-bran- Temple Square These Advertisements Give You Values cut-ove- ... r , m Jt , EvERY iJ l EFFICIENCY J i V ecohohy The ' GBOUfilD GSIP 1E1S |
