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Show I B ES 1RT GOLJD I of the Purple Sager Wildflre7Etc: Sracr-cRide- rs '" by Harper & Brothers. Copyright Ifz3' r -n Gale ri.Jliel at Hojar. It icm hit old linebrcaking pi urge. rl lloja nor his men had time to more. The bandit's tare tumid a dirty white; his jaw' dropped ; he would hum xhrieked if dale hud not hit him. The him la Ltrorrf ognind his men. Then Gale's heavy body, swiftly fol- to" iinj ir h the in hi., mlu Hat rusJu, struck the little group of r- -, ,(( ! id ("" II with (he table and, chair in a sliding crash. (i.ilc - tarried ly hi. plunge, v ent with them. Lite a cat he Inn In! n t:p. An he rote hands fastened on lit, jag. lie jerked He Utile bandit off the tutuled pile of slruipiliiia, yell- tin in en. tl'ld siringing him villi terrifc force, let tjo his hold. the floor. knocking orer fab!. and t hairs, dale LaL-I d re. yard liojas up. handling him as if he were a Xnliu-- t : dot rang out abore Hit .. G,i!e haid the. jintjlr of brt'tki The iu hi, ,:irLrn,d pin epi ildy. lie flushed a glance !,! irixrd.. 'the tiro t n: hn is ia re lift Hem him and the crowd of , the (ran I r rt litis. Willi a t ry Gale 'bleeding liujax from him. 7 he bandit shark a table, iopp'ed orer it, fell, and lag prune. Ahothrr figure closed in on Gale. This one was dark, xwifl. A Idade. glinted- - h circle aloft. Simultaneously with a red flash the. knife warered ; the man wielding it stumbled backward 'I he dm btcamc. a ronr. Gale heard shots that sounded like dull spa's in The big lamp behind the bar seemingly split, then fluttered and went out. leaving the room in ol'is. i.ig '.. tlo-ie- Pouble-lmportu- darkness. That's how Dick Gale, American, rushes Rojas, the Mexican bandit, Man's Land," just over the border. He is doing it to give Lieut. George Thorne, Anericpn cavalryman, a chance to got his Spanish sweetheart, Mercedes Castaneda, out of the bandit's clutches. It's a pretty tale, this romance of George and Mercedes. And still more romantic is the love story of Dick and Nell Burton. For Dick, to save Mercedes for Thorne, casts his lot with the two American cowboys who shot out the lights and goes into a new world of adventure in which he finds haro'ship, romance, desperate endeavor, fighting, love and gold. The author? Why, no less a writer than Zane Grey, author of "The Heritage of the Desert," "Rider6 of the Purple Sage" and more than a dozen other tales of tho Wctt. Of pioneer stock, with a college education and wide athletic and outdoor experience, his literary work' 6ince 190-- has made him prcbably the most widely-reaauthor of western stories of adventure. in "No "Our trails crossed again that's good." "Hello," replied Cameron slow Iv "Any mineral .sign today":" mtn wom-nn'H face li:uinlc(l ( ":i face. It was there in Hit' while heart of the dyimj !mip.i ; i. Iuiiik In the shudoivs tlml hovered over t llsht; it di'ifu-- .in the darkOll'l. ness This hour, when lite (lay hail closed find the lonely desert nihl et in uilh its dead Mhme, was one in which Cameron's ininil was thronged with memories of ii time lone past of it home hack in Tci-ia"t it woman he had winiifol ami lost, and loved too He was n ptosirtor for cold, late. a hunter of solitude, a lover of the infinitude, heraiis-dread, he wanted to he alone to remember. Then a soarp clink of metal on stone ami soft pads of hoofs in Mind prompted Cameron to reach for his Ktin, and to move out of the light of the waning campllre. Figures darker than the gloom approached and look shape, and in the light turned out to he those of u white man and n heavily pa ketl liurro. "Hello there." the man called, as he came to a halt and gazed aliout him. "I saw jour lire. Slay I make camp here?" Cameron came forth out of the shadow and greeted his visitor, whom he took f.ir a prospector like himself. Cameron resented the limiking of his lonely camptire vigil, hut he respected the law of the desert. The stranger thanked him. and then slipped the pack from his hurro. Then he rolled out his pack and .begun preparations for a meal. The camp-firhurst into a bright blaze, and by Its light Cameron saw n man whose gray hair somehow did not seem to make him old. and whose stooped shoulders did not ietrnct from an Impression of rilled strength. Another of those strange desert prospectors In whom there was some relentless driving power besides the lust for gold! Cameron felt that between this man and himself there was a subtle affinity, vague and undefined, perhaps born of the divination that here was a deseri wanderer like him-5! .. perhaps born of a deeper, an mi- e c E l. 3elf, 0fijtelllKlble relation having Its roots '8 ? fgsSt, In the past. A u i r rvioinivii sinifii io i iiiununa ureasi. a yng forgotten that he could x u v u- I!ut It was akin, to eiffllJrCi o,nlze It- A s ".No." tM(,jr They made camp together. frugal meal. smo!:ed a pipe, and rolled in their blankets without exchanging In the morning the same many reticence, the same aloofness characterized the manlier of both, lint Cam eron's companion, when he had packed his burro and was ready to start, faced about and said: "We might stay together, if it's all' right with you." "1 neer take a partner," rpplieil Cameron. "You're alone; I'm alone," said the other mildly. ""It's a big place. If we find gold there'il be enough for two." "I don't go down Into the desert for gold alone," rehiined Cameron. His companion's deep-set- , luminous It eyes emitted a singular Hash. moved Cameron to say that In the years of bis wandering he bad met no man w ho n.ubl endure equally w ith him the blasting heal, the blinding llt-- J roek-rilihe- terror-stricke- mm The-hars- - t i'; wci?i-- t; w ill - VP & (3 V si 'S 11 ne louim, io ms companion hud de-Rtiml led off to nnhr--Jt'heje. no water in strjiggeil his 5winbi.-;TTtair- ; he Awlytralsht- wwmsntH itfiagesrstoi', w.tteiui A,r jo " 'iiu'iken ifiiiUob 3&i'ilt,l3iE;tfo' - 2- Mve - -- i Jl$t58-'ES''.eg'.fc- !lfflJgr:lt ill 03'tei,g, a h"" a Bti-e- "Hello, Friend," Called the Man, Halt"Our Trails Crossed Again ing. That's Good." - "y-ai- j . dust storms. wilderness of sand and rock and lava and cactus, the terrible silence and desolation of the "T may strike tkroiigh desert. the I Sonora ilesejt may head for Piim-ea- t or north for the Colorado basin. You nre an tld iiiuii." "I don't knew the eonntry, but to me one place Is the same as another." Then with replied bis companion. 3'Witle slaps he drove Ids burro in be Cittneroit. "Yes, I'm old. I'm lofl(v. tw. its come to inc Just If nt. friend. I enn still travel. days my company won't - C i r W fl n u Tf" ""5 (D b I t-- " BU'B 83 'j'i'Bs r f j ueim X3 o diT way," said Cameron. slow march down clip they camped - opisaKaw- .sunset i mesa. Cnm- v Mm ir v -- Jim ii! 3S Y. v . w wru tit ' . jc t,ins . . - mmm i nan- - sm mm s: . i, rfMpsSfcwnwMw'"""- -' o .. inn tr i .audnt-theiitswonltlo- H SK - 41. nws i bats add mouth. the WrUUy de- ocneuM (9 you uii form. new btiDSinK utM m In The Flavor Lasts - ; ile G 1 Makes Old Waists Like Putnam Fadeless Dyss You might call a man a rolling stone, New dyes or tints as you -- wish Safety Firet. but don't Insinuate that he isn't on "I'd rather nm Pugilist the level. Dentist "I dare say! 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Eat less, chew It more and use Wrlgley's alter every meaL It keeps teeth white, breath sweet and com ned - lug I flow of saliva that helps the stomach taker care of its toad. - first-clas- PROLOGUE Few of us chew our food enough. Hasty meals are:,hmtirfult but . i; A . ' . . . com-rail- e. lid-,,!.- .ace ft - ' black-xkinn- blow-swep- M D . , eron was glad bis comrade had the looked when first she entered his life to him. Nell had struggled upward Indian habit of silence. Another day's out of menacing depths. She had rea golden-hairegirl, blue-eye, travel found the prospectors deep In tail and constructed . broten life. And now the wilderness. Then "there came a slender and beautiful. He had never she was fighting lor the name and breaking of reserve, noticeable In the forgotten, and an old, sickening re happiness of her child. Little Nell I elder man, almost Imperceptibly grad- morse knocked at his heart. He: rose Cameron experienced shuddering ual In Cameron. And so, an Cameron and climbed out of the canon and to ripple in all his being the physical began to resitond to the Influence of the top of the mesa, where he paced rack of an emotion born of a new and a desert less lonely than habitual, he to and fro and looked down He felt that into the strange consciousness. weird and mystic shadows, like the It had been given him to help Warren began to talce keener note or his " and ...found him different from darkness of his passion, and farther with hU burden. . ; any other he had ever eneountered in on down the moon track and the glit He returned to camp trying to the wllfderness. This man never tering stretches that vanished in 'tlie evolve a plan. All night he lay " grumbled at the heat, the glare, the cold blue horizon. In that endless; awake thinking. drhlns sand, the sour water,, the silent hall of desert there was a In the morning, when Jyarren scant fare. He was tireless, patient, spirit; and Cameron felt hovering brought the bnrros to camp and began brooding. near him what he Imagined to be preparations for the usual packing. Cameron's awakened interest brought phantoms of peace. Cameron broke silence. home to Mm the realization that for "Partner.-you- r Up returned to camp and sought story last night made years lie had shunned companionship. Ids comrade.. me think. I want to tell you someIn those years only lliree men had "I reckon we're two of a kind," he thing about myself. In my younger wandered 'nto (he desert with him. said. "It was a woman who drove me days It seems long now, yet it's not and these had left their hones to into flie desert. But I come to re- so many years I was wild. I wronged bleach b the shitting sands. Cameron member. The desert's the only place the sweetest and loveliest girl I ever had not cared to know their secrets. I can do that." knew. I went away not dreaming that But the more lie studied this latest "Was she your wife?" asked the any disgrace might come to her. Along ' comrade (lie more lie began to suspect elder man. about that time I fell into terrible that he might jiave jnl.ssed something "No." moods I changed I learned I really In the others. In his own A long silence ensued. The camp-lir- e loved her. Than came a letter I driving passion to take his secret Into the limit-Tes- s wore down to a ruddy ashen henp. should have gotten, months before. It abode of silence and desolation, "I had a' daughter," said Cameron's told of her me to where he could be alone with it, he comrade. "She lost her mother "at hurry to save her. Half frantic with had forgotten that life dealt shocks to birth. And I I didn't know how to shame and cerfear, I got a other men. Somehow this silent com- bring up a girl. She was pretty and tificate and rushed back marriage to her town. rade reminded him. gay. It was the the old story." One afternoon late, after they had His words were peculiarly slgnift toiled u j a white, winding wash of cant to Cameron. They distressed sand and gravel, they came upon a him. He had been wrapped up In hls Cameron dug deep remorse. If ever In the past he had dry wuterliole Into the sand, but without avail. He thought of anyone connected with was turning to retrace weary steps the girl he had wronged, he had long back to the last water when his comHut the consequences of forgotten. him rade asked Jo wait. Cameron such wrong were far.reach!ng. They watched him seaiVh in ids pa kmd struck at the roots of a home. bring forth what appeared to be a "Well, tell me more?" asked Camsmall, forked branch of a peach tree, eron earnestly. lie grasped the prongs of , e fork 'It was the old, ok! story. My girl and held Uk ih- Wore him with the was pretty and free. The youiig bucks end standing straight out, and then ran after her. I guess" she did not run he began to walk. along the stream away from them.' .And I was away a bed. Cameron, apiirst iinmsed, then good deal working In another town. amazed, then pitying, amf at 1:1st en- .She was in love with a wild fellow;. J r:ons. kept pace with (lie prospet-tor- . knew nothing of it till too late. He He saw a strong tension of Ids com- - was engaged to marry her. But he mile's wrists, as if be was olding didn't come back. And when the dis hard against a considerable-force- . The grace became plain to all, my girl left end of the peach brunch began to home. She went west. After a while quiver and turn, kept turning, and at I heard from her. She was well length pointed to the ground. working living for her baby. A long "I ''s here." said the prospector. time passed, I had no ties. I drifted niiai: eiacmareii ( aineron. Had west. Her lover had also gone west. the man lost bis mind? In those days everybody went west. Then Cameron stood by while his I trailed him, intending to kill him. nolo dug in tin sunn. Three feet But l lost his trail. Neither could I he du- g- four five, and the sand find any trace of her. She moved on. fgrcw dark, then moist. At six feet driven, no doubt, by the hound of her writs water began to seep through. past. Since that I hnve taken to the "(Jet the little basket in my pack," wilds, hunting gold on the desert." "Warren Hold On!- - Give Me a he said. "Yes, it's the old, old story, only Minute I Married Nell bidn't You Cameron complied, and saw his sadder, I think," said Cameron ; and Know That?" comrade drop the basket Into the deep Ids voice was strained and unnatural. hole, where it kept the sides from "I'ardner. what Illinois town was It She was gone had been gone for caving In and allowed the water to you Jiailed from?" weeks, and her disgrace was known. seep through. While Cameron watched, "Peoria." Friends warned me to keep out of the basket tilled. Of all t e strange "And your your name?" wert on reach of lier father. 1 trailed her Incidents of bis desert career this was Cameron, huskily. found her. I married her. But too 'he strangest. Curiously he picked up "Warren Jonas Warren." late ! . . . She would not live with the peach branch and held It as he That name might as well have been me. She left me I followed her west, hud seen it held. The thing, how- n bullet. Cameron stood erect, mo- but never found her." ever, was dead in Ids hands. tionless, as men sometimes stand moWarren leaned forward a little and "I see ynti haven't got it." remarked mentarily when shot straight through looked into Cameron's eyes, as If bis comrade. "Few men have. Back the heart. In an Instant, when searclihig there for the repentnnce In Illinois an old (ierman used to do thoughts resurge. Mke blinding flashes that might make him less deserving of that to locate wells, lie showed me of lightning through his mind, he was a- - man's scorn. I had thp same power. a swaying, quivering, I can't exCamerou met the gaze unflinchingly, plain. The old flennan I spoke of man. He mumbled something hoarseand again began to speak: made money traveling round with his ly and hacked Into the shadow. But "You know, of course, how men out he need not hnve feared discovery, here sometimes lose old names, old peach fork." "What n gift for a man In the deshowever surely his agitation might Identities. It won't surprise you much ert I" have betrayed him. Warren sat broodto learn my name Isn't really CamCameron's comrade smiled the sec- ing over the camplire, oblivious of his eron, as I once told you." ond time lu all thosi days. comrade, absorbed In the past. Warren stiffened upright. It seemed a Cameron swiftly walked away In that there They entered region where minmight have been a blank, eral abounded, and their march be the gloom, with the blood thrumming a between bis grave Insuspension, came slower. Oenerally they took the thick In his ears, whispering over and terest and some strange mood to' come. course of a wash, one on each side, over : Cameron felt his heart bulge and and let the burros travel leisurely Nell was bis .laugh"Merciful O d contract in his breast; body !ng nipping- nt The 1ileneheriilndes ter!" grew cold; and It took tremendous of scant grass, or at sage or cactus, Ill effort for him to make his Hps form while they searched In the canons and As thought and feeling multiplied, words. under the ledges for signs of gold. Cameron was overwhelmed. Beyond "Warren. I'm the man you're huntllach succeeding day and night belief, indeed, was it that out of the ing. I'm Burton. I was Nell's lover!" Cameron felt himself more and more millions of men In the world two who The old man rose and- - towered over drawn to thi si range mns He fVmnd art never seen each other could have and then plunged down that after hours of burning toil he had been driven into the desert by menSory Cameron, upon him, and clutched his throat of the same woman. It brought the with insensibly grown nearer to his comterrible, stifling hands. rade. He reflected that after n few past so close. It showed Cameron contact, the pain nwakftied weeks in the desert he had always how Inevitably all his spiritual life Cameron to his peril before It was become a different man. In civilizawas governed by what had happened too late. Desperate fighting saved tion. In the rough mining camps, he long ago. That which made life sighim from being hurled to the ground had been a prey to unrest and gloom, nificant to him was n wandering in and stamped and crushed. Warren tint once down on the great billowing silent places where no eye could see seemed a mnddene'' giant. There was sweep of this lonely world, he could him with bis secret. Some fateful a reeling, swaying, wrestling struggle look into his unquiet soul without bitchance had thrown him with the fabefore the elder man began to weaken.' terness. So now he did not marvel a! ther of the girl he had wrecked. It Then Cnmwon, buffeted, bloody, a .'low stir stealing warmer along his was Incomprehensible; It was terrible, panted for speech. veins. ttmt it wa the nr.f thing nf all possible "Wafren hold on! t;ive me a he aniMhls man, alone on the happenings In the world of chance minute. I married Nell. Didn't you desert, driven there by life's mysterithat both father and lover would have know that? . . . I saved the child !" ous and remorseless motive, were to found miendiirnble. Cameron felt the shock that vibrated see each other through Ood's eyes. Within him cried Simiething out to through Wurren. He repeated the One. night they were encamped nt lilm to reveal his identity. Warren words again mid again. As If comthe head of a c: non. The day'' bail would kill him; but It was not fear of pelled by some resistless power. Warbeen exceedingly hot, and long after death that put Cameron on the rack. ren released Cameron, and, staggering sundown the radiations of heat from He had faceil death too often to be 'nek. stood with uplifted, shaklnir the rocks persisted. Cameron watched afraid. It was the thought f adding bands', in bis face ws bis Comrade. 'and yielded to Interest torture to this man. All darkness. be had not heretofore oloed. at once Cameron swore that he would Wait-liste- n!" 'Warren: panted "Partlner. what drives you Into the not augment Warren's trouble. Ar ,t Cameron. "I've got that "marriage desert? I'o you come to forget?" Mm stain bis hands with blood. He eeitlliciile I've had it by me all these "Yes." would tell the truth of Nell's sad story .veins. I kept It to prove to myself "Ah!" softly exclaimed Cameron. and his own. and make whsi amends I did right." Alwaysihe seemed to hnve known that. he could. The old man uttered a broken cry. He said no more, but grew Then Cameron's acutely thought dilffed conscious of the pan In his own fw,m father to daughter. Slie was breast, of the fire In his heart, the somewhere beyond the dim "And when I taw her I went l.orUon strife and torment of his passion-driveIn those past line. stark, staring, raving me t over hours by lonely soul. He had come Into the the cRmpflre his her fancy had tortured desert to remember a woman. She him with pictures of Nell. But his appeared to him then as she hail remorseful and cruel fancy hni! (led (TO Ba CONTINUED.) d Whali'iif; ,t smrai white-skinned- . 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