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Hinnl MUk ol MaonaaU Dton Maqlo Miriol (abowa aU lot r?V ,klia Pialtat Maa) MUliMla Uat? Mi It C.f " 11 i ... Xa,0 ont oa thla ramaikabla oifw. UENTON'S ' M f PROOUCTS.Ine. a4D2 i'- - iTL M7 ! I J 73rd EL. ! tncloawl una i foaak afemna) loi which aand ma yooi I apacial Introduvtory I oombisattoa. I ". Sl'tAddr, aa S'afa. BjajajajajajBiB She drew a deep breath, and stood up. For a moment she looked all about her, upward at the high, towering rims. Then suddenly he saw her sway. He stepped forward in time to steady her with his hands on her arms. And now he found that she was trembling violently. Her face was white, making her eyes look enormous, and very dark. "Billy I'm afraid" She sat down on the rock again, as if her knees would not hold her up, "No more danger, child. It's all over, and he's gone. "But who could it be? Why should he want to hurt me? "I I don't know that I can't Imagine any living thing wanting to hurt you. I swear, by la Madre de Dios! he'll pay for it if I live to find him. Now don't you be afraid any more. It's all over, for now." The tears began to roll down her face, and she hid them with her hands. Quickly he looked about him, checking the throw of the land. Then he lifted her up and led her to a pocket gully at the foot of the precipitous north slope. When he had made sure that searching lead could not reach them here, he got the blanket from her dead pony, and spread it for her to rest upon; and gathered bits of dead brush to build a tiny fire. "Striking fire kind of seems like setting up a mark," he apologized. "But you're plenty safe if you stay close under the rock split. Now you take it easy. We'll rest here an hour or so; then we'll go back." Marlon drew up her knees, and hid her eyes against them. One of her hands reached out to him uncertainly, and he took it Her fingers were moist and cold, with a tremor in them; he warmed them between his hands, noticing how huge his hands were made to look by her slim fingers. Presently she looked up, shook her head sharply, and drew away her hand. "I'm all right now. Did you ever see such silliness?" "Rest easy. We've got lots of time." The dusk had closed more rapidly at the last, and little light was left in the sky; but a moon was rising behind a high point of rocks, silhouetting a crag that looked like a horse's head. He noticed how huge It looked, as moons do when they are low to the crag had a earth. The horse-hea- d looked little it but profile, against the moon, which was made to look bigger than a mountain, bigger than a range. "You know," he said. "It's funny how badly things work out; never the way you want them to be. Many and many a night, lying out In the hills, watching my fire like this I've thought about how it would be, if you were there. How I'd get you to like these hills, and the coyotes talking, and the smell of smoke in your hair you know, foolish stuff." "I do love the hills." she said. He shook his head. "This isn't 400-fo- J'affl Magnesia SELECT J THT trk. "TV GI3SSiJ32l3MW T UU ViVI ....,,. schools I few month.. 1 EARN BARBER1NO In New classes now forming. Position Guar. Salt Lka City. Molar Harbar tolltia WNU Service I EAR V RADIO AND TELEGRAPHY Practical Training Actual Kqiitpmunt. Write for Free Catalogue. WESTER 13 All "7 ' Too much long riding alone especially when it wai mixed up fSi with the night riders' long rope-co- uld do queer things to a man whose head wasn't too strong In the first place. Lon Magoon, half outall coyote, law, half sneak-thiemight have turned at last into something which must be destroyed at sight, without hesitation. Then he walked to the dead horse and roughly verified the angle of the shot; then turned and began to climb the canyon slope. "Billy, come backl You can't" "You stay down," he ordered her savagely. "Or by God, I'll tie you down with my pigging-strlng!- " It would have been easy then to fcralk into gunfire, easy to shoot it 5953 Pattern out with an ambushed man. Always keeping his eye on Marian's colors shite or a contrasting position, he searched those upper the "making" of it. Use forward, and aantown it works up just slopes, backward, and makes a set as warm quartering. But what happened to him was the one hardest thing of iast. all to find the broken country emppattern 5953 you will find for making the set ty and silent, with nothing in it to or trail. m; illustrations of it and of all fight he could only go back lies usea; material require-- to In the endwith no result to show, the girl ats; color suggestions. no assurance as to what was :o obtain this pattern, send 15 and ts in stamps or coins (coins ahead. He would not have been sur to The Sewing Circle. prised, when he turned his back on fed) T ocn that emptiness, if a gun had spoken ..u.u a a place where no one was, from teenth St., New York, N. Y. and brought him down. "No catchum," he told Marian. "Miser" Paine She had not stayed under cover, but was sitting on a rock, a little J, H. Paine was a composer and apart from her dead horse. No use tie who was a friend of Frank quarreling with her over that; she tckering's. It was generally had already proved to him that he Ijposed that Paine was poor. His couldn't control anything she chose to do. He put himself between her me is associated witn an expe- and the rim. "It's a long walk his which befell benefactor, jce "That's ackering. To the latter Paine in-- back," he said morosely. bsted a package wrapped in a my fault. I'm not used to this stuff, or I wouldn't have lost my pony. tadana handkerchief. Assuming Vhen I saw your horse drop I lost iat the content was manuscripts, my head, I guess." in the "ackering placed package "Because it was I," she said with safe. Seventeen years later the g an clarity. unexpected, In died. friend impoverished" "We'd better get going, I think." :t presence of Paine's legal rep"We can't go on? And get" esentatives, the package was "That must have been the man pened. It contained over $400,000 we were after, that killed your orth of bonds and currency. ttp your body free of accumulated aste, take Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pel- its. 60 Pellets 30 cents. Adv. TT L CHAPTEB XI Continued S I It This isn't right You ought to be able to lie by your fire and smell pine timber. And that crick out there ought to have water running in it You sit and listen to running water, and pretty soon you get to hear voices in it; sometimes you lie awake for hours trying to get what they say. But what's more to the point there's likewise trout in the water. There ought to be a nice pan of trout frying, here on the fire." "You fit with things like that you As if you were made out of Know. them." He said, "A half hour's rest In the rocks, with a long, long walk ahead this is about as close as people get to the way they want things, I suppose." "It's my fault Billy. If I hadn't been so stubborn you wouldn't have lost your horse; you'd have gone on through." "Shucks, now!" She was silent and they sat looking into the fire. The smell of autumn was cool and clean in the air, across the dry sage; and the red-gol- d moon faintly mellowed the chill of darkness on the gaunt hills, so that they sat here in unreality, as if in a dream. "Some places," he said, "they call that a harvest moon; the Indians call it the hunting moon, and they s used to make by ELECTRICAL COLLEGE, SALT LAKE. long shadows under the lashes of her steady eyes. "I just thought of something." "What was it?" "This isn't it kind of funny? this is exactly the situation we were speaking of the other day." He was puzzled. "When was this?" "In Inspiration." For a moment he didn't get it Then it came back to him in a rush the blast of sun upon the dusty street the atmosphere of silent, waiting hostility, the groups of spurred and booted men in doorways, watching without seeming to watch; and he had stood talking to Marian across the door of a car, not thinking about what was ahead. " 'If you and I were set afoot " she quoted, " 'some place far off In the mountains at night with only " one blanket between He was resting perfectly still on one elbow, looking at the fire; but he could feel her eyes, so near his face, watching him under her lashes. And behind her eyes he supposed she was laughing at him. "I was right" she said. "You didn't know it then, but you can see it now. You see it seems a good deal different now that we're really pooling us' here." seeming to smoke with an angry fire that came up behind. She herself had lighted that fire, long ago. It was a fire that had driven him relentlessly, making him rich; It could have made him work for her all her life or it could break him again, and drive him up and down the world. Suddenly he did not know whether he loved or hated this girl 'Til give you the same answer I gave you in Inspiration," he said, his words almost inaudible, even against the stillness of the night. "If you think that you're a little fooL" Still she met his eyes, so long, so steadily, so knowingly that he wondered for an instant what was happening, was going to happen, there under the coyote moon. Then he saw her face change, so that she was suddenly pale, and the unreadable light in her eyes went out, and she was like a little girt Abruptly she pressed her face hard into her hands. He made his voice as hard and cold as the rocks that hung over them. "Now what?" She answered in a muffled voice, "I was wrong I am afraid. I I fail every one She lifted her head and glanced about her, as if she were seeing this place for the first time. A black shape lay be side the empty dust of the stream, like a great black bottle overturned the carcass of Marian's dead horse. Suddenly the girl turned sideways, and dropped her head in her arms upon the blanket She began to cry, terribly, silently except for the choke of her breath. He sat down against a rock and waited. The gaunt dead rock-hill- s leaned over them sadly cold and silent blackened by the twisted ghost shapes of the parched brush. And the coyote moon was pale and old, no longer golden, but greenish, like phosphorus rubbed on a dead and frozen face. Once she said, "But. it's your fault, too that I fail your fault as much as my own." His answer was perfectly honest "I don't know what you mean." ..." "Does it?" he said without expression. He got up with a sort of stiff, slow leisure, for the little fire was burning low. He went beit" yond the fire, squatted on one heel "What do you call it?" beside it and fed it pieces of "Well sometimes we call it a stick. "You see, I know you, Billy. coyote moon. Because it puts a Sometimes I think I know you better than I know myself Her eyes ) ', f ft ' v wavered and drifted out toward the low young stars. "I can remember when I was afraid of you. If we had been out here then two years ago I would have wanted nothing so much as to get back among other people. That's all gone, now." He looked at her. She had never seemed more lovely, more human, more elementally desirable than she looked now, a tired girl in cow- country work clothes, slim and lazy, relaxed by the little fire as if she had never known any other resting place in her life. Her face was quiet almost grave; but though her eyes looked drowsy there was a CHAPTER XJJ little gleam in them that did not come from the flame in front: a It was impossible for him to sit small provocative glimmer of fire for her weeping to stop, waiting within, which he had seen in her while her slim body shook con eyes only two or three times in with her effort to suppress his life and never before the last vulsively and her breath Jerked uncontrolit, two or three days. In her throat Her tumbled Their eyes met and held, his lably made her seem a child; he had hair steady and masked within, hers never seen her look so small, so seeming to laugh at him a little, fragilely made. And he thought he half veiled by her lashes. had never in his life seen anything iaJ'i "I said," she reminded him, "that so pitifully in need of comforting. if we were in a situation like this, "Well, You See" She Met His He swore under his breath and me there wouldn't be anything for Eyes Again "I Win." to worry about nothing at alL And got to his feet For a few moments he stood over kind of singing craze on the coyotes. you said, if I thought that I was a she met his her, watching the movement of the They Rather around on hill tops, I fooL Well, you see firelight in her hair. He could hard seems like, and sing their nearts eyes again "I win." Still her eyes held, and he could ly prevent himself from touching out as if it drove them wild crazy, not understand why hers did not her; almost he stooped and picked some way. Listen." Far off, so faint a whisper that it drop. "I can't believe, hardly," he her up in his arms. But he was seemed half imagined, they could said, "that you have sny idea what telling himself that that was the last hear now a queer high crooning, sort of thing you're talking about" thing she wanted. She smiled. "You think I don't? He walked out a little way into the full of an interwoven yapping and men western are because on else That's earth. like dark, and stood listening to the night nothing trilling, "It sounds," Marian said, "as if certainly the most conventional peo- silence. He was still worrying about the distant muffled sound of concusthere were 40 or 50 of them sitting ple in the world." somewhere on a mountain in a Suddenly he angered. He had not sion which he had heard. It seemed brought her here of his own will. to him now that what he had heard ring." "Two," he told her. "They pair nor set them afoot nor wished to was unquestionably the sound of a off this time of year." rest here with her. He would not gun perhaps a gun fired near the "Then she have been on her range, or forgotten miner's shanty at the upeven repeated. Two," that's why there's something more within a day's ride of It, if her in per end of the gulch; but what he than moon madness in that sing- terests had not drawn him in and could not imagine was who could held him. She bad made her de have fired it He had assumed that ing." He knew that they should be startcisions In regard to him long ego, It was Lon Magoon who had killed not could but he the snd to change them he had spent Marian's pony; but now he saw that long return, ing was wrong. If Magoon bring himself to say so. The thing ils every resource without any ef something that had brought them together feet And now, at the last it had fired upon Marian Dunn and he would not have again the disaster to Horse Dunn imused her to torment him. It killed her horse and the 94 had nearly run Its seemed to him that there was a gone to the cabin at the head of the in that girl-per-haps gulch, but would have put long counnd he knew that it was capricious course, in all women, given op try between himself and them. a good thing for him that it had. Therefore two men, not one, must had lived he the under portunity. Already be prowling these hills. He thought was she "You see, I know you," same roof with Marian too long of Coffee's theory that there had for his own good. He no longer saying again. a third man at Short Crick his behind he could masks The had any hope that forget eyes been worse puzzled than before, was and her; she would always be in the dropped away, and though his face (TO DE COXTISUED) back of his mind some place, wait- hardly changed his eyes reddenea, ing to come real and close to him in his dreams. Round-Up- ; He supposed he would have to learn to live with those dreams. To sit with her now, far out and alone beside the little fire was itself an unreal and precious thing, now that for the mus- was found to be so inexpensive. It's the last round-uhe no longer fought against it A Racing, with its constant call for western of the rtnge country. quiet peace had come upon this tang blooded stock, has had a strong in is fast replacThoroughbred stock place; or something as near peace on breeding in the last few fluence nimble-footehorse the She tough, ing as he ever knew any more. was very near to him, so near that which was the pioneer's staunchest years. a ranch empire. It may be significant that horses though their shoulders did not ally In creating Texas today are valued at con in touch, it seemed to him that he Sharply changed conditions have more than all the millions siderably the of her and the could feel her warmth; minimized Importance or sheep in this stock- of cattle indusa hair, with the firelight in it was horse in the modern live stock state. warm smoky mist shot with gold, try, with the result that the mus- raising Cattlemen are concentrating oa the Southwest'! distinctive clouding his eyes. tang in thorouehbred no stables, breeding fine Is great time a listening for sat longer horse of long breed They littha for and horses racing, polo and show purto the faint coyote song demand. The must&ng, a decidedly once tle popping of the fire. Once, as which poses. ranches vast The off a in contrast with the far horse heard he sat they quiet stretched for miles across the plains, "cheap" thing he did not understand. It was unfenced and with Indefinite bound- spirited animal required for these so distant and so muffled that he aries, have given way to compact sports, may eventually suner we fate of the buffalo, say some stocs could not at once decide whether It units, the largest seldom more than men. could have been the fall of a rock a few thousand acres. from a high place, or had been the IJpht and fast on his feet These smaller ranches, writes a bv nature to rick his way report of a gun far away up the Del In the Rio, Texas, correspondent hills and through rockiest canyon, smothered by close walls Cleveland the over Plain Dealer, with new and the drift of the air. He glanced tha mustang was tne Knishv fancies, the and stock raising, at Marian to see if she had noticed methods ofofmotor vehicles, in the mount early day of Ideal less have use free had not she saw that and It durable mustang which the ranching industry. 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