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Show Thursday, December 3, 1936 THE 1 4 r mXock hfcmai LI j '-- y (0li4T rtAHMN. VfARMAM CHAPTER After a painful night, Jane row early to (o again lota town. In the she eacoontered MeCrosaea. jtrd -illdlo eutr be asked. 1 am." I'll aail.ll up for yon." "!! the homes been fedf 'tp.u Til aaiUle op myself." "Your father rod oter to the pastures rltb I'aga thla woroln'." rol tinirervd UcCroa, walking along at J Jane. Kbe made do aaswer; In atte rather quickened her pace; her rouipaaiua stepping up hit own. "Your father left word I waa to ride out with you, If you went off th ranch." 1 don't anybody to ride out with we." "1 duo't rare a rap what the old man aaya. Ill ride out with you If you want me. If you don't, say so." ul d e "Boys," began Sawdy, gravely, when the doors were carefully shut and outer approaches examined, 'it's Just'a we figured dirty work out at Bill's ranch. It was lucky Pardaloe and I picked up Bob Scott He's magic on traiKn. If It hadn't been for Bob, Pardaloe and rue'd been scratchin' around Bill's place yet There wasn't a thing to show where or, how the fire started the Job was too well done. But what couldn't be d tip was the ground sign In the yard. Who'd been there last? Lucky for us, there wa'n't many horses d been runnin' around the yard. Bob spotted three; one was Music, Bill's horse Ben's been rldin' her. The other two were Gunlock horses, boys. t One that Jane rides that was fresh track. But there was older track of a Gunlock horse." "Gunlock horse?" echoed Lefever. In the murky light of the lantern Sawdy pulled his mustachlo deliberately. "A Gunlock horse," he repeated. "And it waa the sorrel gelding that most of you've seen. Bob knows every horse In the hills by his hoofs, and as luck would have It be himself traded the sor rel to McCrossen about a year ago, "That horse was over to Bill's to forty-eigh- t place maybe thirty-si- x Lours before Scott read the sign. The man that rode that horse over to Denlson's night before last knows a lot about who started that fire. Who rode it? "That horse, boys, has been rode by Barney Bebstock since he's roosted over at Gunlock with his old pal and boss, Gus Van TambeL After Bob fixed on the sorrel, Pardaloe sends him up around by Gunlock to scout the question, who rides the sorrel. Then Pardaloe and I rode straight back to town to send out Carpy. You see, Bob could appear and ask up at Gunlock casual-lik- e questions and nobody would think anythln' about It Bob rides In and out there often. "Of course, he had to be careful. But there's two honest men over there. Bull Page and the Chink. Bob Bet down In the kitchen for a cup of coffee hadn't had no break fast and buzzes the Chink. Final' cov-eer- 1 to Join yon here, so I went In. nur-ry- , he's there I" Sawdy pulled a moment at his mustache. "No hurry," he aald re "It's early yet for him. flectively. If he's our man, hu'a got a pocket ful of money to blow." lie thought a minute further. "I.ook here, Scotch Tell our boys over there at the bar to string out quiet and meet back of the barn. Watch your chance. Sneuk around to the hitch rack and get the sorrel down to the harn on an old feed bill claim. I'll tackle Barney In the saloon and see what chance there Is to gettln' him down there. Cot a rope ready?" "I have." . "Vamos !' McAlpin Joined the men Ht the bar. Sawdy slipped out tli back door and, half a block down the alley, walked out Into River street and down to the lied Front saloon. But from the moment the big ad venturer stepped out of the baik door of one saloon and lu at the front door of the other, a curious change took place. He had left Spotts' place sober Sawdy was In fact a very moderate man. He strode Into the Red Front reeling. The bar was well filled. Sawdy saw at a glance that among the men lined up there were a number of town loafers who never drank except at somebody's expense. When Sawdy caught sight of Redstock with the loafers around him. Inference was swift and correct Bar ney had money. The saloonkeeper, Harry Boland, foxy-eyeand alert at the head of the bar, saw Sawdy stasger in through the green baize ; he watched the big fellow closely. Sawdy zigzagged back towards the loafers among whom Barney was holding forth. He greeted Barney gravely, then ordered drinks for everybody In Barney Rebstock's honor. Having lingered over the round, Sawdy cast his eye approvingly upon the thirsty crowd, passed the forefinger of his right hand thoughtfully under each wing of his mustache In turn, drew from a vest pocket a gold double eagle, and made a general pro1 d posal. any man here for twenty-dolla- r gold pieces." It was a fairly safe offer, because he well knew all the loafers put together could not raise twenty dollars. Barney, after some shilly-shallHe ing, accepted the challenge. asked Boland to lend him a gold When Boland produced a piece. twenty-dolla- r coin and tossed It out to Barney, It did not take Sawdy long to figure out that Barney had money and that it was In the keep ing of the saloonkeeper. Sawdy, notoriously lucky at matching, lost out after several trials: he quit forty dollars to the bad. But he had Barney greatly inflated by his triumph, with the whole room crowd ing eagerly around the contestants. After a round of drinks at Bar ney's charge, Sawdy brought the sorrel talk around to a outside at the hitch rack. Barney claimed It Sawdy wanted to buy it Barney demurred. Boland heard the talk. He drew Barney to the rear end of the bar. Sell it to him, you fool," whis pered Boland. "Don't you see he's drunk as a fiddler? You can get twice what the horse is worth." Thus encouraged, Barney stepped out of doors with Sawdy, followed by a little circle of the curious. The horse was gone. This fact caused no great excitement; Sawdy suggested he had got loose and strayed up or down the street and that they take a look around to find him. The curiosity of the crowd the weakened, and they saloon, hoping for another chance to get a drink. Sawdy and Barney walked down the street together, wrangling as they went over the mischance ana the merits of the missing horse. As the pair passed McAlpin's barn it occurred to Sawdy they had better look In and ask for Information. "I'll match y g met 1 "now are you, Jane?" asked the doctor. "I just rode In from Bill's. He has Ben Page there looking after things, and the Insolent blockhead wouldn't even answer me civilly when I tried to And out bow It happenedso I rode away Into town." "That fire has stirred BUI up terribly out of all proportion to Its Importance. It maybe waa done to annoy him." Jane looked frightened. "Why, doctor I What do you mean? Do you believe the ranch house was set on Ore?" Carpy waa taken aback. Die had aald more than he meant to. "Why, no one can tell for sure about that of course. Some drunken Indian might have set It afire." "To annoy Bill?" asked Jane Incredulously. "You can't tell," persisted the doctor, gathering courage aa be proceeded. "How la be coming on, doctor?" "All right ao far. It'll take time to tell the story, Jane, Just's I aald." "Could I see blm this morning, do you think?" d full-bodie- d a office. mus-tarbln- well-fille- don't" 0. K." Jane undertook to mount here, girlie!" aald MeCroa aen luJuVnly. "Why don't yoo like Without further preface mtV than a kuuh be caught ber In hi arms. "I'll du anythln' to please 1 W.N.U. frRVICC long-horne- d I M SPEARMAN de-tal- dd, you." June, (trusting ansrlly, stood pluned. Ilo laughed Immoderately at ber efforts to tear herself away She rained blowa on blm with ber fiita, "Let me go !" ahe panted. "1 bate you." Still laiifhlnc be tried to talk down ber anirer. She got away from him. "Hate me aa much as yoo Ilk. Janle. but I'm goln' to have you. I'll kill any man that trli-to take you away from me," he continued coolly. Pantti,, and furious with anger and fear, she got Into ber hand the rl'llng wU'p dnngllng from her wrist and lualieiV him serosa the face and bead. Aa ahe dashed away, McCrossen drew piiiet' and tobacco from his pocket, rol ltd a cigarette, and licking the paper's edge aa be looked after Jane riding toward Denlson's ranch, atruck a match, lighted up, and atarted for the bunkhouse. Jane, her heart beating tumultu-ouaigalloped awlftly along the trail, completely upset by McCros-aen'bullying and the worry In her breast. Instead of beading first for town, she rode over to Deulson'a ranch. ruins The sight of the ranch-houswaa a shock, even though ahe tried to steel herself agulnat It. A man down near the corral waa leading one of Denlson's horses to the barn. "Are you Leo I'age'' asked Jane abruptly. "Yes'in." "How did thla happen, Ben?" she asked sympathetically; "You tell," he returned aullenly. Tell me all about It, Ben. I'm from Gunlock and a friend of Ulll'a." lie regarded her with suspicion. Must be the only one he's got over ... .. ,1 a, mere, uo gruvtieu. . ...... IT hnna If lan't Tn. ka bad aa that," she exclaimed. Whnt caused thla dreadful fire, Ben?" "How the hell should I know?" "Don't know what caused the fire, eh? Well, you ought to at least know how to be civil to a lady. Since you don't, I advise yon to come over and take a lesson from your brother Bull." Jane galloped awlftly away, more than ever upset mentnlly. Once In town, ahe sought Dr. Carpy. She encountered him In the street They walked together back to his J FRANK H. "If It waa anybody else on earth, the answer would be no. If yoo go over, don't stay long, and tell Sister Virginia lt'a O.K. with me back here at twelve to take lunch with aie prom Ise 7 "I promise." "And remember' Carpy raised the forefinger, of hie right hand "inum'a the word." The utter absence of authentic concerning the cause of the Ore called for a more active effort on the part of the Imagination; and thla in turn Indicated Its stimulation at Jake Spotts' bar. So the old guard were gathered on thla morning still discussing the "outrage." Among those grouped at the Inner end of Spelts' long bar were three veterans of the frontier. Henry Sawdy, calm, portly, pulled rea flectively at bla and fingered bla glass without raising It to bis Hps. John Lefever, likewise aa old port whistling "sotto vokey," as Sawdy described It twirled his glass and listened for the next fire theory offered by Jim McAlpin, the thin, nervous, liveryman. Toward this trio there now sauntered Bill Pardaloe. "What's the last news, boys?" he asked In a general appeal. "Just like the first and that's nothlo at all," said McAlpin. "Give me the same, Oscar, with more bitters. Hold on, boys I By the Lord, If I'm alive, tBere comes Ben Page now." "Hey! Ben! This way," cried Sawdy as the stumpy bowlegged cowman walked down the barroom towards them. "Come along and wet up." "Well, Ben," demanded Sawdy, when the glasses were set down, "what about the fire?" "I Jumped through the window." The longer the group tarried the more resentful they grew at the thought of Bill Denlson's being burned out It was at last decided to let Sawdy and Pardaloe ride to Denlson's together to make an "official Investigation." They took the Reservation trail and halfway out met Bob Scott riding Into town. The two adventurers halted Bob, explained their errand, and asked him to Join them. Scott wheeled bis horse around, and the three galloped for Denlson's ranch. That night late, Sawdy, Lefever, McAlpin, Pardaloe, and Ben Page It -- W ly be cornea around to the sorrel he'd traded In to the ranch, and asks who rides It now. 'Kebstock,' says the Chink. "Then Bob watts for Bull Page. He asks Bull whether he thinks there's any chance to get McCrossen to trade the sorrel back to him. Finally he aska Bull who's ridln' the sorrel. Bull aaya since Barney Kebstock come back, he asked McCrossen If he could fasten onto the sorrel and McCrossen aald yes." Sawdy paused again. There was a general silence. "That'a the story, boys. No, hold on! Barney and Van Tambel left the ranch at daylight this mornln' for the pastures, with Barney on the sorrel I" "Story enough," grunted McAlpin. '"But," he continued, "Barney's pretty cute. If he waa goln' to start a fire, wouldn't be take somebody else's horse?" "I thought that way for a while," Intervened Pardaloe. "But Barney can be careless, too you know that, boys. So I asked Bob to find out. waa Barney out that night of the fire; waa the sorrel out. Old Bull la a nlghthawk around Gunlock you know that He may have sus pected what waa In Bob's mind, but he wouldn't give a whoop anyway. He hates Barney like poison. He told Bob that Barney was the only man outside the bunkhouse that night. And he heard him rldin' away." Sawdy stopped the general dis cussion. "Boys, what you goln to do?" Pardaloe rose. Some experience In frontier courts of this kind hnd convinced him that It waa time for a sheriff or an to be moving on. "Run along. Bill," added Sawdy. We'll see you later maybe." With the gone, Sawdy called for opinion as to what If any, action should be taken. 'If any!" exclaimed McAlpin, echoing the words scornfully. "Man alive, you know It ain't a question of 'If any' action. It's a question of what kind of action." "Got a rope here, McAlpin?" "Got 'em big and little, old and new. "Don't misunderstand me, boys," "I want to Interposed Sawdy. string him up and down a few times to get the story out of him. A little argumof.t like that'll bring it." "Boys," said McAlpin, "I've an idea you can catch Behstock right here In town. If he set the fire, he's got money aplenty. It's burnln' NEPHI. UTAH TIMES-NEW- S. Three Veterans of the Frontier. holes In his pockets. Catch your cat in the Bed Front saloon; call him out the back door; set him on a horse and ride him down to the bridge that's gentlemanly and private." "It's the first time In your life, but I guess you are right McAl pin," said Sawdy. "We've Just got to set the rope watch on Barney.' Ten minutes later found the worthies concealedexcept McAl pin, detained at the barn lined up at Jack Spotts' bar. "Have you seen Barney Reb-stoc-k this evenin'?" asked Lefever, casually. Spott8' face darkened he, too, bated Barney. "I ain't seen him, and don't ask nothln' like that to make me swear. Boys," he added, addressing the group, "yon know Panama spent a whole year tryln' to break me of my bad habit of swearln'. Now, when lt'a too late for him to know, I'm goln to quit swearln. I give public notice, here and now. If any damned man gets me so angry I've got to swear, I'm not goln' to cuss him out, like I used to. No I I'm Just goln' to lick hell out of him then and there, so yon fellows can tell the boys what to expect" At that moment the back screen door banged on Its hinges and Mckeen-eyeand Alpin, sharp-faceout of breath, rushed into the room. With much celerity and many pantomimic gestures, the Scotsman drew Sawdy far Into an empty corner of the saloon. "What's op, Scottyr "ne's In there," whispered McAl- CHAPTER X lantern lighted the A HANGING bar gangway dimly. Sawdy's call for a hostler was answered by McAlpin himself, who, lantern In hand, ambled in his peculiar gait briskly forward. "Hello, Mac," exclaimed Sawdy, waving like a tall tree in a number "We're looking for four breeze, Barney's horse," he continued gruffly "got loose np the street Just now seen anythln' of a stray?" McAlpin, raising his lantern, looked at Rebstock. "Why, yes, I seen a stray," he admitted sulkily. "Was It a sorrel?" a&ked Sawdy with some hope. "It was a sorrel, Sawdy; saddled and bridled. What about It?" "It's probably Barney's horse. Let's see It Where is it?" McAlpin Jerked his head back over bis shoulder. "In the box stall. Your horse, Barney?" "Sure, It's my horse." "Right this way, Barney," returned McAlpin. "Put out your cigars, boys, and come along with me," he added, lantern In hand. He scuttled down the gangway, Rebstock and Sawdy after him, stopped at the stall box, hung bis lantern on a high gangway book, unlatched the stall door, and pointed within. (TO BE COXTMUED) Did Not Vote for Presidents North Carolina took no part In two Presidential elections, the first "Barney I" term of George Washington as Where "In Boland's saloon I I seen the President of the United States and sorrel standin' at the bitch rack In of Jefferson Davis as President ef front when I come along up street the Confederate states. pin. 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