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Show THEJORDANJOURNAL,MIDVALE.UTAH ---- a beat, while the warm ISUr~te went through her again. "No-1 know it-but sometimes I do feel-well, tired." "You've hat! enough to make you so.'' he said, and laid his hand on hers. At hls lnfi·equent touches Nance nlways felt a glow of returning strength, as It once more she could work and tight for her own. She counted It oue of her scant blessings that Brand Fair had come !Itto her life at Its darkest hour. • • WNU l>ervlce. CHAPTER XIII-Continued A -12"I know a lot from the other end of her operations. I want to make sure at this end. I want to get In ,- touch with Sheriff Selwood-and I want you to hold hard on your battle l!ne, knowing that It cannot always be as It Is now, that other forces are llned up with you-t11at If all goes as It should-cattle Kate will be caught in her own trap-and I hope to the Lord It is soon." "Why-why, this Is a wonder to mel" said Nance, "a wonder and a .. light In my darkness I I felt you tor good that first day I set eyes on you In the canyon. Now I understandyou are the messenger whose feet are beautiful on the h!lls, as the Bible ~<ays-who bears good tidings t My faith has never faltered," she went on earnestly, "I knew always that the J hand of God was before me, that my ways were uot hidden from IIis sight and that some way, some time, all would be well with us. But sometimes It has been hard." Fair sat thinking deeply. "Yes-Cattle Kate would make it hard ·-if she had a reason," he said and there was a note of bitterness in bls low voice, "only God and I know how hard.'' "Has she--" Nance asl;ed and hesitated, "has she made It hard forfor you?" Somehow she dreaded his reply. It was long in coming, and then It was cryptic. "Vicariously. For one other she made It hard to the last bitter dregsto that unfashionable but sometimes existent thing, a broken heart, and at last to death Itself. To death In black iltllsgrace." Nance caught her breath in dismayed sympathy. "She Is cold as stone," went on the an, "brilliant, strong, and ruthless. She sets herself a point and cleaves straight to It regardless of whom or what she tramples on the way." "Yes-llke wanting our land. She means to get It, one way or another." "Exactly. That rope you told me of was a bold stroke for It. Your father was gone--your brother was the only male of your family. With him gone, too, you should have been easy.'' "It was murder she meant," said Nance, "no less. We've always known that." "And what about your father's death7 Tell me about that-lf It is not too painful." "We don't know much about lt. Our pa py was a mountaineer-born in the Kent11cky bllls, lived In Missouri, a man who loved the outdoors. He was a bunter and a woodsman. He was careful, never took chances. That's wl'\~ we've never been reconciled to the accident that killed him-he was found at the foot of Rainbow cll.tT, as if he'd fallen down lt. And no one In this country has ever been known to reach the top of that spine.'' "Have you ever thought that perhaps he didn't fall. That he might nave been put there as a way to cover a-crime?'' Nance shook her head. "Ev ·y bone In hls body was broken," she said sadly, "he was as loose as a bag of sand. He fell down Ra!nb~w clif! all right-but how It bappened, that's what we'd love to know-;' "And probably never will," said Fair. '~o." The,)' sat for a while In silence. The little wind blew in their faces, sweet 'IVith its fresh and nameless suggest~D!\ of flowing water. Out In the shadows the big black horse stood perfectly st!ll, his peaceful breath scarce llfUng his sides. The eollle was silent, though his handsome head was up, his sharp ears lifted above h!s ruff. The chlld In Fair's lap cootlnued to sleep. It seemed to Nance Allison that the night had never been so calm before, the stars so bright, the unspeakable majesty of the heavens so apparent. She wondered how It was possible to feel so safe and at peace In the face of this last disaster, to look. to the future once more with hope. The little smile was puiUng at her lips again, her long blue eyes were soft with hidden light. And then, out of the stillness and starlight, from somewhere across the river, there came the clear crack of a hi h-power gun, the thud of a hall In wood. With one sweep of his right arm Fair ftung Nance back upon the noor, hlm If and the child beside her. He s.\ipped Sonny from his lap with a low word and rolled clear. Quick as a- cat he thr~w bls body to the table, raised tn arm above Its edge and •wept tbe lamp to the 11oor, exttna:uishfng It Instantly Then he crawled back and the hands lla laid upon the clrl'8 shoulder were Qak!n~. "Tell me," he gritted, "tell me It did not hit you !" "1-can't,'' whispered Nance. "my left arm-It feels all full of needles." Fair slipped his fingers down along the firm young arm beneath Its faded slee\'e ancl found It warm and wet. Sonny was awake but still as a little quail hid in the ~:rass at Its mother's warning whistle. There was the sound of a soft opening door beyond, and Mrs. Allison's volce, low and terror-filled, said, "Nance-girl-" "Don't fret, 111ammy," she whispered back, "I'm all right-just a scratch. Pin something on the window before you make a llghl" Bud's shuffle Cl!me round the table and he kuelt beside her, feeling for her hands. "Mammy l" he crled with restrained passion, 'Til have my pap"py's gun now-or go with bare bands I You got to gimme It!" Nance ~:ot to her feet with Fair's arm about her and pushed the door shut. Then the mother struck a light and restored the lamp to the table. In its yellow flare they peeled the sleeve f1·om the girl's arm and found a shallow wound straight across, about three Inches above the elbow. F'or a lung time Brand Fair looked at it. Then he rnl!'ed somber eyes to her face. "Eight Inches to the right," he said slowly, ''and It would have been your heart.'' She nodded. "Cattle Kate means business nowt" she said, "but-I-don't think she'll ptm~· , "Not if I can get her first," said Fair, grimly. "Now let's have some hot water strong with salt." Mrs. Allison set about preparing this, whfl~ U1e bitter tears of one who had seen feud hefore, dripped down her weatherrd cheeks. The boy Bud stood by the table opening and closiug his hands and muttering under hi~ quick breath"Pappy's gun-It's good and truesighted. Not high-power-but I can hide and walt-close-close--" "It you'd forgive a stranger, Mrs. Allison,'' put In Fair, straightening up and looking at the mother, "I'd saygh·e him his father's gun. And I'd say, Bud-don't go to pieces now after such a brave and conservative fight. Be a defender-not a murderer." · The boy turned his dilated eyes to cy!m, wetting his dry Ups. In the long look that passed between them something seemed to break down In Bud, the antagonism he had felt for Fair seemed to melt away. Tbe mysterious comradery of honest manhood fell upon them both, and the man held out his hand. The boy took It and his eyes became sane. "We've got a big job cut out for us," said .l<'ulr gravely, "and must be In the right-at every point. We'll clig out the nest of vipers at Slu Line, but we'll do the job ciPanly. Now let's get busy with our first-ald." CHAPTER XIV . Light on the Sheriff's Shadows. .l<'rom thnt night forth Fair cam!' frequently to the homestead on Nameless. It was a dnll spot now and hi~ advent was a saving grace. The light of hope, the joy of labor and accomplishment, barl in a measure detlarted. There was little or nothing to do, less to look forward to. For a little while Nance kept to the cabin as a mattPr of precnutlon, but soon she began to pick up the odtls and ends of her pointless work-to mend the fence which had been cut, and to make ready to harvest the crop of bay across the river. "Though I suppose It will be just that much work thrown away." she snfd, "for the stacks will burn some night like they did before." "Take a chance,'' counseled Fair, "maybe they won't this time.'' "You bet we'll take the chance,'' said the girl with a flare of her old spirit, "we've never laid down yet.'' But try as she would, there was a dullness In her, a desire to stop and rest a bit, and the hatred that was slowly growing in her stirred anew each time she raised her eyes to the distant line or Rainbow cliff gleam· ing in the light like fairy stuff. "If It wasn't for you now, Mr. Fair," she said to him, "I think l'd-almost -be ready to give up. You give me new courage-as Sherif! Selwood did when he stepped behind me that day on McKane's porch." "No, you wouldn't. It isn't In you to give up. Perhaps reinforcements do have their effect-but you'd never leave the line, Nance." The girl smiled. It was the first time he had ued pYen name and her heart mlnecl a• • • • • • • Sherlfi' Selwood had a visitor. 'l'he prospector, John Smith, rode into his ranch yard and sat judging him with shrewd eyes. "Sherif!,'' he said, "I've a notion you and I could have a pleasant and perhaps a profitable talk. Will you saddle a horse and ride out with me a way7" "Sure,'' said Price Selwood readily, and asked no questions. He went Into his stable and soon came out leading the lean bay, mount· ed and followed as the other turned away. "That's a pretty good horse YO'U ride, stranger," he said, "I've noticed It at Cordova a time or two." "Yes." returned Smith, "he has blood and bottom-also lntellfgence.'' They rode for a whlle In sllence. Then the stranger slouched sidewise in his saddle and looked at Selwood. "I'm going to tell you several things, Sheriff,'' be said, "and show you some more. And I want to make a pact with you. It's about Cattle Kate Cathrew and the Allison family." "Shoot," said the sheri!!' succinctly. "I'm a stranger hereabouti'S, but I'm not a happen-so. I've hunted Kate Cothrew for two years." At that Price Selwood became alert In every nerve. "What?" he ejaculated. "On horseback, by train-from New York to this side the Rockies. Are you willing to let me line up with you In this matter?" "I'm willing to do anything under Heaven that's square to get that bunch of rustlers-for so I'm convinced they 1 "Weli-MI 4how 3'0U1' somethin111 said Fair, "that may set you guessing." The keen blue shudows were col-d and the voices were murmuring In the high escnrpments. Through pools and over shale, wherever they could. they put their horses, avoiding the sand, and presently, when the sunlight had trept By IRVIN S. COBB almost clown to the floor of the canyon, they <;f!me out at the spot where ~~~~ (Copyright.) the right wall fell away abruptly, sho"'lng the plain strt:tclled out like Absolutely Replete With a dry brown fioor, dotted with sparse Thrills bunch grass. When Ople Rend, the writer, wa• On the left the great precipice eonLiving room bedroom-kitchen or pantrya printer down in Tennessee many upstairs or down-every room in the house tinned unbroken. years ago he worked on a small can be made bright and attractive--clean and .l<'alr went on ahead, still keeping sanitary with King Wall Finish. weekly paper and boarded with the to the water, though both horses were keeper of a small general store. Easy to mix--easy to apply--and so economl· pretty well winded with the hard gocal that a dollar's worth is usually more than "My host,'' said Head tv me, "was ing It afforded, and at last drew up enough to decorate the average-sized room. the most Inveterate checker player to Jet Sel wood co we alongslqe. Don't opend a oingle penny for decorating until you In the state, and his wife wa11 the lle sat still for a moment. know more about thio TCmarkable wall liitlah. Write today for Color Chart ohowln1 19 beautiful colore to "Listen a bit,'' be said, "do you hear best cook that ever lived in any choose from and name of dedcr ncareat you, anything dlfl'erent from the sounds of state. The house was right next to THE ClflCAGO WlUTB LEAD &. OIL CO. 15th St. and S. Western Ave., Chic:aa:o, IlL water and the murmuring of the bli the store and the place where I worked was just across the road. cut?'' One day the dinner horn blew, and I The sheriff listened sharply. "Yes," he said presently, "I do. broke for the store to pick up the old man and hustle for tl•e table. I Sounds like wind." "Exactly. Yet there Isn't any wind, was as hungry as a bear, and as I more than the draft which always came across the road I could smell draws down the canyon. Now look fried chicken and other good things; 'Distributor closely at the wall. Watch that clump . and I fairly dribbled at the mouth. "The husband was sitting at the of w111ows yonder. He pointed ahead and to the lett back of the store playing checkers with another old chnp. These two where a dense green growth stood \vere the checker champions of the Salt Lake City, Utah alone against the rock face. county. I told him dinner was ready Se Iwoo d Ioo k e d an d f or a moment hi r did h 1 and begged him to come on, because 9 ace not c ange. I knew his wife wouldn't put the Then, suddenly, his mouth fell open, dishes on the table until he showed See11 Age ol Science his eyes 1rew wide with astonish- up; but he was right in the middle f'rof. A. M. Low, famous scientist, ment. of a close game and he only shook asserts that In all probability the man "Great Scott I" be said, "they're his head. of the future will not have to shave blowing out from the wall! There's .. 1 stood there waft!ng, getting and will most likely be bald. But wind behind them I" hungrier and hungrier every minute, that Is not all. Among Professor Low's Fair moved forward and dismount· and madder and madder 1 That din- genial forecasts are the following: ed, leaving Diamond ill the stream. ner was bound either to scorch or Womoo will wear trousers. IncubaThe sheriff followed. get cold-and maybe do both; but tors on the hire system w111 solve the They stepped lightly across the strip there sat that old pair of fossils difficulty of rearing children. Pretti- We have 7 automobiles that of sand which lay between the water silent as mummies and still as th~ ness In women will be a drug on the and the wlllows and Fair turned to grave. Neither of them moved an market and national birth control will must be sold NOW without tbe right, circling the clump. Inch tor fifteen minutes. Finally my free women for education. .I<'Oo!lS will regard to profit. Any make you "Here,'' he said, "that red steer and host scratched his head for a l'OUpll! come from communal kitchens In tubes. want-new or used. Trucks the man who drove It went Into the of minutes-it seemed hours to me-· Complete triumph of radio communlcawall. I found their track& that day. reached over deliberately picked up tion In every department ot life. Pro- of all kinds. Priced to sell on They've been obflterated by the shift- 11 counter held It poised in the air fessor Low is very sure of it all. And sight. Write us today for com-ing sand since then." for anoth;r minute and then put it he does not think It is so very funny, plete details of any make car He pushed aside a feathery branch back In Its original place and said,l either. . you want. and the sheriff at his ahoulder craned half to himself: 'Well, this is ex-------an Incredulous head to look Into what citln' !' Cutlcura Soap for tho Complexion. seemed the mouth of a cave. "It was at this juncture," said Nothing better than Cutlcura Soap "No-It's not a cave,'' said Fair at Read, "that I hauled of! and kicked dally and Ointment now and then as Ogden, Utah his surmise, ''It's a prehistoric under· his blamed old checkerboard clear needed to make the complexion clear, Box326 ground passage. It leads straight Into out of the front door!" scalp clean and hands soft and white. the heart of Mystery ridge from this Add to this the fascinating, fragrant end, and It has an opening somewhere, Cutlcura Talcum, and you have the Wayne County with Its wonderful soU attested to by this current of . wind. One Little Yea Among the Cutlcura Tollet Trlo.-Advertisement. and climate, long seasons, mild wlntersl cheap lands splendid churches ana This mouth is just wide enough to Noes schools, and excellent transportation Six-Year-Old Head11 Cult admit one steer at a time, one horse Durin~; the Republican National facilities, Invites you to locate here. A and rider-but-what more do you convemlon of 1920 the leaders behind A boy six years old now heads the great boom is headed our way. Act at once. Write want7" 1 the scenes, fearing Senator Hiram Confucian cult in China. He is known BOARD OF TRADE, JESUP, GA. "Great Scott!" cried Selwood again, Johnson might kick over the tmces at the little duke of Kong and be :==:...::==-=- - .,.-- --- --= "o! all the impossible things! And in the event of the nomination of a lives near Chufoo, where his fam!ly W. N. U,. Salt Lake City, No. 35-1925, not a soul on Nameless J;.nows about Presidential candidate displeasing to has !iYed for 2,u00 years, according it I" him, repeatedly made overturell to 1 to authentic records. On this site cuiSpirit to Be Cultivated "Wrong!" said Fair, "Kate Cathrew the Californian to take the second tured men l!yed when the battle of Real sportsmen find more pleasure and her riders know. That open plain place on the ticket. Invariably .1 ohn· Marathon was fought, all during the in catching fish than in counting them, yonder-it leads out to a town, doesn't son decllned the proposition. Toward rise and fall of the Roman empire although they take pride in a "good it7 On the rallroad1" the last he showed signs o! temper. and through the Dark ages. catch." If all men who work with "1\!arston-yes. A long way across." At this eritical period the stage brain or hand had the sportsman's "Water?" queried Fair. managers Invoked the offices of Col. Couldn't Kill Romance spirit more would be accomplished "Yes-at intervals. Springs. Do for Theodore Roosevelt, Jr., us an InterForty years to the day after he had toward maintaining national prosdriving-yes-not for range--too far mediary. 'l'hey counted on the friendplanned to wed Miss Emma Aldrich, perlty.-Grlt. apart.'' ship which had existed between John G. Gilmartin married her. Tlleir "Exactly,'' said Fair. "Now, sheritr, Johnson and young Roosevelt's engagement was broken of! when she Appropriate flnd the other end of this subterran- father. Johnson was as briskly emwas fifteen, because of parental objec"When I eat spring lamb I feel lillie ean passage and I bel!eve you'll have pb:;tic In stating his position to tions. Both married other persons, gambolling.'' solved the mystery ot the disappear- young Colonel Roosevelt as he had "Try the caper sauce with ft." been in his language to earlier emis- who died a few years ago. ing steers.'' . Price Selwood held out his band. It saries. Nevertheless, rl.ght up to the elevwas trembling. "I can't tell you wbnt I owe you !or enth hom· the bosses trusted that Permanent Johnson might be Induced to change this information, :Mr.-7" roads are a his mind. Three of us, all newspaper "Smith-yes" Raid Fair smiling. good investment "Smith. It means more than I can correSlJOndents, were In Johnson's -not an upen.se room at the Blackstone hotel In Chi· say-to me.'' "lt means as much-or more-to cago on the night before the ticket mE>,'' returned the other, "I've given was named, when Johnson's secrEo>tary two years o! my life to a still-hunt for j came to say that Colonel Roosevelt Kate Cathrew. I'd give two more to was on the telephone, desirin!! to speak with hlru. .Johnson took <!own see her brought to justice." "And we'll get her I'' said the tlte receiver, and we heard him say sheriff grimly, though with n lilt of this, with pauses between words: "No-no-no-no-yes-no-NO!" joy In his voice. "Oh, my Lord. just When Senator Johnson had hung won't we get her! We'll follow this up the receiver and returned to his hole straight to Its-" seat, one of those present said: Any commut'iity whose streets are not dur"If I might suggeut,'' cut !n Fair, "Senator, I'm curious to know what ably paved is going to be known as a "one "I'd say we'll back out now-even the question from Colonel Roosevelt horse town." hrm;h out our tra~ki--and begin a wns which cauRed you to reply in the systematic picketing of the Cathr-ew attirmatl\'e when all your othe1· anWhen that time'arrives, Prosperity says, bunch. The cattle are fat on • the swers were such positive noes.'' , "Good-bye, old friend. Good-bye!" r:mges-lt'll soon he time to drive. .John•on's eyes twinkled. 1 Don't ~-ou think it likely that another "That,". he said, "was when the People start moving away. Bank deposits big bunch mfgllt-disuppear dowu young man nslied me if I could hear fall off. Business in general begins to take a Namele~s rl\'er?" distinctly what he was saying.'' slump, and the place is no longer "on the map." "~Ill"." said Selwood, smiling. "Mister, ~·ou just move In my hon~e with Contrast all this with the city that is me. You can think faster and straight· The Value of a Good Memory well paved. When Rhinelander Waldo \\'US tlre er than any man I ever met. Let's I go right now.'' cornmi;;sioner of New Yorl• and when It steadily forges ahead over its hard, even i''alr laughed and turned awRy, Jea"d· J!Jchnlrd Croker was fire chief, Croker streets. Automobiles, busses and delivery fng Diamond buck down the canyon. volunteered one day to take Waldo trucks, operate efficiently and economically, "I•'or the present," he said, "I'll keep for a ri~e down Broadwny In his fa· regardless of season or weather. to the bacl< round as [ have been do· mons nmcty-horse-power re<l auto. g mohlle, whkh he used when going to (ng. Th IS woman wou 1(1 recogn 1ze me f fi ,. . .. 1 1o,s Rerretan,, .. \\·mme rE>s. ,.V • a< Business is good, and keeps getting better. an db e fns t an tl y nIert f or t rou hi e. A n, . , · . Modern, fire-safe buildings spring up. New other thing, silerlt'f-those mf>n with Hheehan, '' ho s now a ruone mugher t ttl .. nate, went ulong, too. industries are attracted to town. Plants and are no en emPn. Waldo owned a number of briskfactories are working full time. Trade at the tTO BE CONTINUED.) moving cars himself and thouc:ht ha 1 stores is brisk, and everybody's busy. knew something about speed. hut he Dog's Self-Determination had ne\·er travell'd with Croker. In short, permanently paved streets and Has 11 dog the right to selel't bls , '!'hey sped down Broadway at a terroads are one of the very bestlinvestments own master7 This question arose re-I rifying pure, shaving trolley ears, c~ny community can make. You can enjoy cently in t. case brought before a Lonsilting eurbstones and avoiding c·ollldon court when the owner of a valu-1' s!ons ,,·lth trucks by quarter-inc!I the tonic effect of well paved streets by helpable dog sued a neighbor for Illegally mar~in~~ ing your local authorities to find ways and harboring the animal. The defense means to build more of them. At Canal street a block compelled set up was that It a man had what Croker to slow down. lnstnntly Send today /OT OllT fnt illustrated bookktwas described KS "an instinct for Waldo jumped out of the car :mel, "ConGntt. Stncu [O"t YouT Toum." dogs,'' and a dog liked bim and fol- muttering something about having lowed him, he was not legally bound forgotten something, dived Into the to communicate •with its owner if he nearest building. About then, Croker knew the owner's name and address. decided to cull up fire headquarters 111 West Washington Street In other words. the defendant at· and he, too, went away tempor>lrlly, CHICAGO tempted t" extend the luw o! self· leaving his !lare-devll chaufl'eur and determination to animals. The same the yet breathless Sheehan in the dog, he said, had folluwed him ~01ne machine. Crol{er returned to find on three occasions Twice he returned only the eha uffeur. A National Organkation to Impruye and It to the lawful owner, but ou the ''Mr. Sheehan snld for you to go Extend the Uses of Concrete third occasion he allowed lt tg r• ahead and have your ride out," I maiD. The court fined him Slll. stated the chautreur. "He said he'd 1 OFFICES IN 30 CITIES just remembered the same thing that A soft answer turneth away wr•U. )Lr. Waldo did.'' j IUld a aott questioa 1nvltea 1t I MY FAVORITE STORIES The Ideal Wall Finish -for every Room in the HoWJe I Wall Fin sh Salt Lake Glass & Paint Co. Farmers Attention! Buy Your Car Now Save Money 5 I Inland Finance Co. Truckers D'~~ Fanners I "Now, Let's Get Busy With Our Firat Aid.'' are,'' said Selwood, "and to do It quick, for I'm afraid i! we don't, something wlll happen to the folks on Nameless that can't be mended.'' "So am I. Miss Allison wa!l shot In her doorway n few nights back.'' "G-d !" cried the sheriff, "what's that7" "Just a scratch on her arm-but lt was meant for her heart. I was there at the time. The ball came from across the river-a high-power gun." The sheriff groaned. ''That's it l The same old stuffshoot fnJm ambush-no evidencenothing. It makes a man wild! I've done all a man could do, und I can't put my fi~ger on u thing.'' "I've heard about the disappearing cattle," snld the other, "and I've done a bit on my own hook. I may as well tell you now, that my name is not Smith, and that l'\'e heen in Blue Stone canyon for nearly two months." Selwood looked at him in astonishment. ":;:o.,o one knows it all, even about his own do~rrstep,'' he said. "I thought you were just passing through." "It you will, I'd like you to ride up the canyon with me," said Fa!r, "to where the rig!Jt wall falls awny beyond the mouth of Little Blue. It's early and we cun make It by noon, I thinl;.'' They fell silent f()r a while, threading the hills that rose In a jumbled mass to the S(>Uth Gf Nameless valley, and after un hour or so, reached the ri,·er. They crossed on the rlffie where Nance wus accustomed to ford on her way to mue Stone, and entered the mouth of the great cut. "We'll keep to the watPr as much as possible," said Fair, "because there ure other eyes than ours here ~ometlmes." They passed the empty cave where Nance had found Sonny and Dirk and followed the stream on up to the mouth of Little lllue. "l!'rom up In there,'' said Fair rid· tng ahead, "I saw one or the Cathrew riders-a man named Provlne--drivfng a red steer up this way." "Ab !" said the sherlf!, adding to hfmself-"and so did Nance Allison. These young folks seem to know each other pretty well." "He went on north an<J disappeared. [ followed next day and came upon a mystery-some more of this water travel which leads nowhere.'' "We've had a lot of that,'' said Sel· wood bitterly, "It's what baa bamed the whole ~oiJntr,I.• I One Horse Town, Good·Bye! ! PORTLAND CEMENT ASSOCIA110N •I ! |
