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Show PAGE THREU BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER, THURSDAY, JUNE 25, 1931 Gi marron By EDNA FERBER p Copyright by Ido Ftrkar.l WKD Scnrlca. CHAPTER VII J "Thursday ! But that's the day the paper comes out" "Well, the Wigwam ain't been so regular since fou been away." She allowed that to pass without comment stumbles on Doctor "Up in the hills Valllant. drunk, but not so drunk he don't recognize Yancey. Well, he tells Yancey, drunk as be Is, that he's right In the camp where the Kid and bis gang is hiding out One of them was hurt bad in that last Santa Fe hold-uat Cimarron. Like to died, onlyjthey sent for doc, and he came and saved him, They got close to thirty thousand that trick, and it kind of went to their heads. Valllant overheard them planning to ride in here to Osage, like today, and hold op the Citizens' National in broad daylight like the Kid always does. They was already started. Well, Yancey off on his horse to warn the town, and knows he's got to detour or he'll come on the gang and they'll smell a rat Well, say. be actually did meet 'em. Came oj) 'em, accidental The Kid sees him and grins that wolf grin of his and sings out 'Yancey, you still runnin' that paper of yourn down at Osage? Yancey says, 'Yes.' 'Well, say,' he says, "how much is it? Yancey says a dollar a year. The Kid reaches down and throws Yancey a shot sack with ten silver dollars in it 'Send me the paper for ten years, he says. 'Where to? Yancey asks him. Well, say, the Kid laughs that wolf laugh of bis again and he says, 'I never thought of that. I'll have to leave you know later.' Well, Yancey, looking as meek as a baby, he and rides his way, he's got a little book of poems in his hand and he's reading as he rides, or pretending to, but first chance he sees he cuts across the hills, puts his horse through the gullies and into the draws and across the scrub oaks like he was a circus horse or a centipede or something. He gets into Osage, dead tired and his horse in a lather, ten minutes before the Before the Katy pulled in at the Osage station (the railroad actual!? had been extended, true to Dixie Lee's prediction, from Wahoo to Osnce and beyond) Sahra's e.ves were searching the glaring wooden platform. Yancey was not there. The stark red painted wooden station sat blistering in the sun. Yancey simply was not there. Not only that, the station platform usually graced by a score of vacuous faces and limp figures gathered to witness the exciting event of the Katy's daily arrival and departure, was bare. Sabra felt sick and weak. Something was wrong. She left her boxes and bags and parcels on the platform. Half an hour before their arrival in Osage she had entrusted the children to the care of a fellow passenger while she had gone to the washroom to put on one of the new dresses made In Wichita and bearing the style cachet of Kansas City. She had anticipated the look in Yancey's gray eyes at sight of It. She had made the children spotless and threatened them with dire things if they sullied their splendor before their father should see them. And now he was not there. With Donna In her arms and Cim at her net-I- she peered In at the station window. Pat Leary was bent over his telegr.iph key, A smart tight little Irishman who had come to the tory with the railroad section crew -- mealy-mouthe- d s night. "Mr. Leary I Mr. seen Yancey 7" He absently, his hand then wiped his wet or V me." busy. . . . Tancey got know. Killed him. The gone crazy. Pitched bat-- ; tie right there on Pawhuska avenue In front of the bank, and bodies layln' around like a battlefield. I'm sending It out I ain't got much time, but Til give you an Idea. Seemst Yancey was out hunting up In the hills last Thursday " "No. Tell "I been so the Kid, you whole town's quite passive Sabra did a strange, terrible thing. Yancey would not go near the grisly window. Sabra upheld him; denounced the gaping crowd at scavengers and ghouls. Then, suddenly, at the last minute, as the sun wag set ting blood red across the prairie, she walked out of the house, down the road, as if impelled, as If In a trance, like a sleep walker, and stood before Hefner's window. The crowd made way for her respectfully. They knew her. This was the wife of Yancey Cravat the man whose name appeared in headlines in every newspaper throughout the United States, and even beyond the ocean. They had dressed the two bandits In new cheap black suits of store clothes, square In cut, clumsy, so that they stood woodenly away from the lean hard bodies. Clay McNulty's face had a faintly surprised look. His a long sandy mustache drooped over a mouth singularly sweet and resigned. But the face of the boy was fixed in a smile that brought the lips in a sardonic snarl away from the wolflike teeth, and the eyes, whose lightning glance had pierced you through and through like one of the bullets from his own dreaded now were extinguished forever behind the waxen shades ef his eyelids. It was at the boy that Sabra looked ; and having looked she turned and walked back to the house. v They gave them a decent funeral and a burial with everything In proper order, and when the minister refused to read the service over these two sinners Yancey consented to do it and did, standing there with the fresh-turne- d mounds of red Oklahoma clay d boots, and sullying his fine the sun blazing down upon the curling locks of his uncovered head. They put up two rough wooden slabs, marking the graves. But souvenir hunters with little bright knives soon made short work of those. The two mounds sank lower, lower. Soon nothing marked this spot on the prairie to differentiate it from the red clay that stretched for miles all high-heele- when the Katy was being built Station agent now, and studying law at Leary I Have you looked up at her still on the key, forehead with his forearm protected by the black sateen sleevelet. "Ain't you heard?" "No," whispered Sabra, with stiff lips that seemed no part of her. Then, In a voice rising to a scream, "No ! No! No! What? It he dead T" The Irishman came over to her then, as she crouched at the window. "Oh, no, ma'am. Yancey's all right He ain't hurt to speak of. Just a nick In the arm and left arm at that" "Oh, my God!" "Don't take on. You goin' to faint --1 sent no one knew how many men to their death whose name wat the for terror and daring symbol and merciless marauding throughout the Southwest Even in the East In New York the name of the Kid was known. Stories had been written about him. He was, long before his death, a mythical figure. And now be, together with Clay UcNulty. his lieutenant, lay side by side, quite still, about It i They sent "to Tancey, by mall, In checks, and through solemn committees In store clothes and white collars, the substantial, money rewards that, for almost five years, bad been offered by the Santa Fe road, the M. K. & T., the government Itself, and various banks, for the capture of the. Kid, "But the Town Is Expecting Them." Kid and his gang sweeps down Paw- huska avenue, their rs bark- ing like a regiment was coming, and makes a rush for the bank. But the town is expecting them. Say J Blood I" Sabra waited for no more. She And as she turned she saw coming down the road in a clond of dust a grotesque scarecrow, all shanks and teeth and rolling eyes. Black Isaiah. "No'm, Miss Sabra, he ain't hurt-- not what yo' rightly call hurt No, ma'am. Jes'a nip in de arm, and he got it slung in a black silk hand'ehief and looks right sma't handsome. They wouldn't let him alone noways. Ey'y-bod- y In town they shakln' his hand caze he shoot the shot dat kill de Kid. An' you know what he do then, Miss Sabra? He kneel down an he cry like a baby. . . . Le' me tote dls yere valise. Ah kin tote Miss Donna, too. My, she tho' growed'" The newspaper office, the print shop, her parlor, her kitchen, her bedroom, were packed with men In boots, spurs, sombreros ; men In overalls ; women with children. Mrs. Wyatt was there the Philomatheans at one woman were there; Dixie Lee, actually; everyone but sinlsterly Louie Hefner. "Well, Mis Cravat, I guess you must be pretty proud of him I . . . . Ton missed the shootin', Mis' Cravat, but you're in time to help Yancey celebrate. Say, the Santa Fe alone offered five thousand dollars for the capture of the Kid, dead or alive. Tancey gets K, all right And the Katy done the same. And they'e a government price on his head, and the Citliens National Is maklag up a purse, Tou'll be rldin' in your carriage, tettln' In silks, from now." Tancey was standing at his desk In fftV Wigwam office. He looked up as she came In, and at the look In bis face she forgave him his neglect of her; forgave him the house full of what Felice Venable would term riffraff and worse; hit faithlessness to the Wigwam. Donna, tired and frightened, had set up a walL Cim, bewildered, had gone on a rampage.. But as Tancey took a stumbling step toward her the had only one child, and that one needed her. She thrust Donna again turn. dead or alive. Yancey refused every penny of It. The committees, the townspeople, the county, were shocked and even offended. Sabra, tight lipped, at last broke out in protest "We could have a decent house a new printing press Cim's education -I- Collinston Last week as Mr. I. L. Isaacson's son drove up to their dry farm near Blind Springs, he found that the cabin and lean-twhich was used as a garage, had been destroyed by fire. The household articles, two sets of harness, minor implements, etc. which were in the cabin, were burned. Some farm machinery was partially burned and greatly damaged. Mr. Isaacson places his loss at about five hundred dollars. The fire was of undetermined origin but probably due to gross carelessness or malicious mischief. Those attending Stake Relief Society Union meeting Sunday enjoyed a real treat in listening to former Stake President M. H. Welling speak on the life of Washington and his accomplishments. Pres. Welling urged and commended the planting of trees in commemoration of the two hundredth anniversary of Washington. Mr. and Mrs. James Miller were shopping in Brigham Friday. Sunday afternoon guests of Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Larson were, Mr. and Mrs. Forse and Mrs. Orlando Anderson and three small sons, of Salt Lake City, Mrs. Judith Taylor of Los Angeles and Mrs. Eric Northman and children of Garland. Mr. Soren Nielsen of Farmington, spent the week end with his daughter, Mrs. C. J. Hansen and family. On Sunday afternoon the Hansen's took their father up to Bear River Canyon to see the large dam and other places of interest. Mr. and Mrs. Titus Schuman and baby, of Penrose were calling on Mr. and Mrs. James H. Miller, Thursday. Monday guests of Mr. and Mrs. Miller were Mr. and Mrs. William Bos-le- y and Mr. and Mrs. Howard The ladies are sisters of Mr. o, Wads-wort- - 1 - parents, Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Bowcutt of Wheelon. Mrs. Blanche Johnson and children Mrs. James Perkins, of Wheelon, delightfully entertained the Rendervou club at her home Thursday afternoon. A very interesting program and social games were enjoyed, after which a splendidly prepared luncheon was serv ' ed. The Michael Erickson annual reunion was held Saturday and Sunday June 13 and 14, at the Girls' Camp, in Logan Canyon. A splendid program was rendered consisting of a musical number, a reading or a talk, from each family present. 120 were there to enjoy the wonderful banquet and amusements. Mr. and Mrs. Glen Burt, of Brigham City, were the Sunday guests of their are having a pleasant visit with relatives in Garden City, at Bear Lake Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Simmons and children, and Mr. and Mrs. J. A Big-lhad a delightful motor trip thro the Western country taking in Snowville, where a delicious dinner was en la joyed, Blue Creek and Howell. many places the hay and grain was in good condition. La Veil Simmon was the Sunday guest of Horace Bowen. A large number from here greatly enjoyed the Band concert and the play 'Whoopee' at Garland Saturday sight. Mrs. Florence Loveland, of Logan, is quite ill at her daughter Sarah Bowen, home in Beaver Damf itIt. and Mrs. Arthur Saunders and er cixxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx sv U( sw v fctf "US M M Have your clothes cleaned and pressed at - M U. S. CLEANERS Phone 37 and we will be glad to have our driver call OUR WORK IS ABSOLUTELY GUARANTEED h. Miller. W. E. Hansen and Rulon Steed, of Logan, were the speakers in Sacra-e- nt meeting Sunday evening. Miss June Rhodes returned last week end from attending Primary conference and visiting relatives in Salt Lake. , Mr. and Mrs. E. S. Hansen and son, Wendell, Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Hansen and children and Rulos Steed, of Logan, were Sunday evening guests of Mr. and Mrs. David Larson. Mrs. Alva Rhodes and son Keith motored to Ogden on business, Fri- U. S. CLEANERS M Tremonton Utah TYTTTTIZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT day. ATTENTION! Vernon Shaffer is working for the We are going oat of the Coal business, and until, we railroad as operator at Soldier Sumhave disposed of all our stock on hand it will be sold at cost. mit. Mr. and Mrs. James Miller and famFirst here first served. We have a limited supply only, ily and Mavis Hansen visited Mr. and ACT QUICK! of Mrs. T. A. Shuman at Penrose. Sunlump, stove and pea coal afternoon. day Mrs: John-- High? of Seattle, Wash., visited with her jsister, Mrs. L. R. 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You will find this better gasoline wherever you see the CONOCO Red Triangle. Try it today. a; dency. I (Te Be Continued) I M Donna" Sabra noticed that Yancey's hand shook with a perceptible palsy before breakfast, and that this was more than ever noticeable as that hand approached the first drink of whisky swallowed before he ate a morsel. He tossed it down as one who, seeking relief from pain, takes medicine. When he returned the glass to the table he drew a deep breath. Hit hand was, miraculously, quite steady. Mr. and Mrs. D. G. Nelson spent More and more he neglected the last week in Tremonton. news and business details of the WigMrs. Geo. Jorgensen, of Salt Lake wam. He wat restless, moody, disvisited here two weeks with her City, trait Sabra remembered with a pang parents, Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Peterof dismay something that he had said son. on first coming to Osage. "0 d, when Mr. and Mrs. Jos. J. Cutler, Mrs. R. I think of those years in Wichita! N. Cutler, and Mr. and Mrs. De Cutler Almost five years In one place that's attended the Cutler family reunion at the longest stretch I've ever done." Crystal Springs, June 15. The newspaper was prospering, for Mrs. R. N. Cutler, Stake President Sabra gave more and more time to It But Tancey seemed to have lont Inof Relief Society, entertained the mem bers of her board at luncheon, Tuesday terest as he did In any venture once it got under way. June 16th. Even In the courtroom or while adMiss Harriet Larkin spent last week with friends at Salt Lake City. She dressing a meeting of townspeople Tancey sometimes would behave strangely. returned home Monday, accompanied He would stop In the midst of a florid by her aunt, Mrs. Rhoda B. Larkin, At once a creature savage period. of Salt Lake City. and overdvUlred, the flaring lamps, Mr. and Mrs. Alvin Robbins, of Og-de- n, the hot, breathless atmosphere, the visited their parents, here Sunvacuous white faces looming up at him day. like balloons would repel hi ax He Harold Arbon, ton of Mr. and Mrs. had been known to stalk out, leavtaj Jesse Arbon, and Miss Pearle Smith, them staring. In the courtroom he of Brigham, were married in the Lowas an alarming figure. When he was gan Temple, Wednesday. defending a local county or Territorial cue they flocked from miles around to L. W. Beason, of the Stake Road hear him, and the crude pine shack Commission, was in town on business, that was the courtroom would he Monday. He towered packed to suffocation. Mrs. Leah Cowlishan, of Ogden, was over any Jury of frontiersmen a bea guest at the home of her parents, hemoth in a Prince Albert coat and last week. fine linen, hit great shaggy buffalo's Mrs. John Arbon entertained her head charging menacingly at bit opsister, from Honeyville, the first of ponent His was the florid hifalutln the week. ( oratory of the day,, full of sentiment Mr. Del Young, of Ogden, Scout hyperbole, and wind. But he could be trenchant enough when needt be; Representative, was present at the into Isaiah's arms; left Cim whirling and his charm, his magnetic power, Stake Union Meeting Sunday. among the throng ; ran toward him. were undeniable, and almost invariMr. and Mrs. John Arbon and famShe was In his great arms, but it wat ably he emerged from the courtroom attended the reunion May family ily arms that seemed to sustain him. victorious. her at Rupert, Tuesday of last week. "Sabra. Sugar. Send them away. Sabra saw more and more to the The home of Lorin Hunsaker, of Hoi I'm to tired. Ob. Ood, I'm so tired." and to the actual printing of editing brook, was destroyed by fire Friday exhibited the Next body they day 8he got la Oklahoma the Wigwam. afternoon. It is thought the fire was of the Kid In the new plate glass show as hooseworker and helper an general caused by an overheated stove. Then window of Hefner's Furniture 8tort Osage Indian girl of fifteen who bad was no insurance it is reported. This 'and Parlors. AD Undertaking been to the Indian school and who is the second serious fire in Ilolbrook cane to view him, all the county Osage came had learned some of the rudiments of within two weeks, the house and store to view hi they rode la on trains, household duties: cleaning, dishwashbelonging to Milo Jensen having burnon horses, in wagons. In of carts for ing, laundering, even some of the simed two weeks ago. Mr. Hunsaker is miles and miles around. The Kid, The pler forms ef cookery. She tended second counsellor in th Stake Presiboy who. In ale early twenties, had Donna, as weU. Her name was AriU Snowville East Garland I T It 1 coNdeo - BALANCED BLEND GASOLINE I |