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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH astcas Ernest Haycox THE STORY SO FAR: As a rancher, Clay Morgan knows he must fight rustlers. But he doesnt like the methods used against them by big ranchers like Ben Rerendeen. Determined to play a lone hand rather than a crooked one, he defends the rustler, Ollle Jacks, when he is freed after his trial for stealing Herendeens cattle. Herendeen promises to leave Jacks alone as long as he doesnt try to leave town. Morgan and his daughter, Janet, go to the cemetery where his wife is buried. Although two women, Catherine Grant and Ann McGarrah, are in love with him, Morgan cannot forget his wife, who died hating him and believing she should have married Herendeen. On their way back to town they see Ollie Jacks ride away. So it is no surprise when Morgan learns a little later that Jacks has been killed. Herendeen had kept his word and no more. the rounds of his shoulders and the deep stretch of his chest; his bigness was all in proportion, legs and arms and torso; it was a muscular bigness, a bigness of thick bones. Lige, he said, I hear theres a new homesteader come to the spring Jim Spackman used to squat on. I heard so, said Lige White. Well warn him out of there to- nine-year-o- wnu- aimtim- - Release all alike, trying to stand on this free-an- d business. You stick your plow mto it and ruin it, and starve to death, and steal cattle to keep your rids alive, and move away. Gales wife called from the interior of the house. Jack, come in xere. Come in. Herendeen heard ler run over the floor. She caught lold of her husband and these two were gently wrestling around the Now, doorway with Gale saying, But she Allie, stop it stop it. pulled him inside and slammed the door. A child, very young, began to cry in a thin, startled rhythm. Herendeen pushed his horse over the yard, bound away for his ranch. But said Herendeen. morrow, when he stopped talking Clay Morgan knew he wasnt finished. Herendeens thoughts were on his face, for everybody to see. Or maybe weve got some great big soul in this crowd whose heart bleeds for people like that. Morgan swayed forward to lift a As he followed the net of trails burning sage stem from the fire; its glow flickered against leading upward to the Mogul, Hack' his cheeks, against his eyes. This Breathitt had no cares and no seCHAPTER III silence held its waiting and its re- rious thoughts. This was a fine, serve. Morgan tossed the sage stem warm day. Ahead of him on the Clay Morgan ate breakfast by back into the fire, drawing a sharp trail occasional goldlamplight and was in the saddle be- glance from Charley Hillhouse. Lige en shafts of sunlight slanted through fore day crossed the eastern hills. White uncomfortably crossed his the tree tops. Here and there a Harry Jump and Cap Vermilye were feet. Gurd Grant crouched by the swirl of dust showed where an anat roundup in the Haycreek Hills, blaze and revealed nothing on his telope had been a moment before. leaving only Mose, too old for such scrupulously neutral face. Morgan The silence was thick and held its riding, and the Mexican cook, Pan-chrank scent of resin; and at intervals on the ranch. Morgan said to Hack sang incomplete bits of such Mose: Ill probably be back after songs as he knew, the sound of that dark. Put some new crosspieces on going out around him in widening the front gate its coming apart', waves. Dusk caught him in this and set forth southward across his rough land, still without any thought of direction; at full dark he turned range. a bend of the trail and saw firelight Moguls rim lay two miles north, behind him. The ranch house and pulse against the side of a near-b- y its corrals and bams sat at the foot ravine. of the rising Mogul Hills, which The fire, he found, was at the base ran straight south; along the base of of a bare rock wall running up the these hills, following the ruts of a side of Mogul. There wasnt anycasual road, Clay Morgan took his body within the range of firelight, but Hack reined in and held his way. To his left, a half mile, another string of hills lifted up, so seat, knowing that somebody had creating the long and narrow valley stepped into the shadows and was he followed. This was his range, watching him. A moment later Pete y Borders came forward. emerging slowly from the You make enough racket to raise twilight. When first sunlight burst across the eastern peaks Morgan the dead, Hack. Pull off your saddle was six miles down the valley and if you aint goin any place. at the end of his own range. A Hack said, indolently amused: Now where would I be goin? He small ridge lay in front of him; at the summit he reined in to have his stepped to the ground and relieved look at the round bowl of Governthe horse of its gear. He watered ment Valley. it, put it out on picket; he had his own frying pan and coffeepot and in of out and the small Ducking ravines of the land he came upon presently was crouched at the fire with Borders. cattle and young stuff occasionally Borders said: Nothin new? grazing, herding these before him A man, . reflected Breathitt, and throwing them back toward the never that goes were Three any place never crew. men roundup hears anything. working this section Charley He tossed a fresh stick into the and two other Three Pines fire, the flare of it heightening the hands. He drove his small collecrusty shine of his hair. He had a tion of beef into the held bunch and dry, smart face; double wrinkles started on another circle, Hillhouse crossed his forehead. His eyes, on accompanying him. Around ten the edge of being green, were north the oclock, having dragged He had been watching end of the range, all of them startHe sent his deep, blunt caU at the -bright. of the flame, but his livid the heart ed the held bunch back for the main shack, Hey come out here. rose and his eyes stared into head roundup. flare in relaxed gently on his shoulder the surrounding darkness. He was The sun was a copper-re- d shape; and the middle sky and the dust began blades and pillowed his head against a tight, to thicken behind the herd. Morgan the saddle. He said nothing but he presently he rose and stepped into the shadows. expression on Herdropped back to the drag, throwing saw the changing Herendeen hac cheeks. endeens Somebody rode along the near-b- y his neckpiece over his nose. Charley had he for himself trouble, trail braced slowly, and stopped. Hack of the other Hillhouse motioned one men to take his place and joined maneuvered this talk around to Breathitt held his position, too clear but nothing hap- of conscience to move. He poised Morgan and made his first speech in make a break; pened and he stood a moment, un- the cigarette between his fingers, two hours. hearing the rider poke up the ravine. I been thinkin over last night, certain and displeased, and afterwalked The rider said, Just me just old wards away. to figure. Clay. Hard own to west his Parr Gentry lookin for horses. of Instead turning Let it slide, Charley." He came to the fire, this owner south due traveled Herendeen ranch, It Charley Hillhouse retorted, livery stable in War Pass. He wont slide, and stared before him. toward a low range Wof hills which of the in the saddle, staring down at rolled from Three Herendeen and his men cleared the separated Running him Hack Breathitt a long moment beride An hours Pines. brought of the last Hills straggling Haycreek of Why, hello, light, fore recognizing him. stock; Gurd Grant cleaned up the within sight the amark of a homeknow find Didnt Hack. Id was you on which in. and came Potholes edge of the of side the the but this cabin Mogul. hills; Thought you against Running W had scoured Fanolango steaders the homesteadliked the other side best. Pass, and at twilight this day the when he came upon into the Any sides all right, drawled ers cabin, drifting heavy job was done, the brands segregatof Parr Gentry shifted his Breathitt. a these the base at shadows hills, ed and held in separate herds. a little heavy to find and the to bark again, weight suddenly began and were the dog heat and Dust gone in his saddle. His face, by in before He reined comfort the died. campfires flame, so still was this light his contempt for the firelight, was round and feeling cabin, to air, tapered upward which had caused the and darkly dull. His eyes rummaged almost stationary point. Charley evident fear to kill the light. They this little clearing and saw Pete Borhomesteader was wagoii boss, Hillhouse, who these all homesteaders, ders saddle and blanket on the far alike, said: Well move over and work were as near the edge of the fire and the two horses men little crawling the Antelope Plains tomorrow. their picketed near the spring. Breathitt as dared, sticking they shadaround range the swore cook The and realized Gentry knew ' Borders soil the into unplowed ows, harnessing his team. After- plows sun while the burnt horse. He held his silence, he took wards the mess wagon went bump- slowly starving and ruined land a long drag on the cigarette. Late the their four-hocrops ride, to up ing away on its Parr? for aint it, for afterward graze. ever you, Plains by be ready on the Antelope Been draggin this section all day He sent his deep, blunt call at the daybreak. Lying on his blanket, shack. out for horses. You seen a band come here. lookin Hey of his saddle, head athwart the seat inside. A boys around here? were talking, to They the listened dry Clay Morgan Wild ones? Theyd be clear to voice said, Pa, dont go. A woman groaning of the wagon wheels fade was and with the suptop of Mogul in this weather. quickly talking, He rolled enormous night. into this for tracks, Lookin The door excitement. murmured a cigarette and savored its keen pressed and stood come Thought somebody open they might Gentry. the squealed crowded sky; they smell. Stars down for water. Well, Ill be goin. washed that limitless sweep of in its black square, speechless. What you doing here? demandLong way to War Pass. He wheeled all black with a diamond-glitteThis place is on about, groaning softly as he went Herendeen. ed horizons black the to edge, down We drove Jim away. until they seemed to fall below the Lige Whites range. from it last year. Pete Borders stepped into the light. away Here and there world. Spackman flat of a rim White? said man a in face showed its smart disbelief. You His Lige in the pine summits coyotes began tone. been chasin horses long drawn Hes a dim, their mourning plaint. to hark up hell is to that the What you? enough to know they aint down Hillhouse and Clay Morgan and Lige Herendeen and I asked names here. And he wasnt pointed for their cheeks My the fire, White sat by Pass when he left, either. Afta question. War you by light graved taciturnly sharply, man. the he added: .Didnt want to said Jack erwards Im Oh, blanmen and lay and shadows; Wont do you any Jim I Gale. bought show Spackmans myself. and the weary background, in keted seen to to this be place. campin with me, their inward good rights relaxed and cradled by He never had any rights to sell. old boy." walked forward Herendeen thinking. He built the house, Mr. HerenHe saw your horse. from the shadows to stand high man shook his head. He set the Then Borders deen." quietHe added, group. this above sprawled underit? free I his in aint land, tied fire blanket, just beyond the Its and ly, tossed a sage stem into the was. also fire died away and a understood Mr. the it I stood flame heatless and light; watched the pale small breeze rolled down the face of rise. He was across from Clay Mor- White wouldntwasmind. nettled by the ar- Mogul. Herendeen gan: his eyes searched the crowd. You damned nesters are (TO BE CONTINUED) The edges of his vest fell away from gument. A quiz with answers offering on various subjects 8. How The Questions many Civil war veterans are now living? 1. When was the U. S. Marine The Answers Corps organized? 2. Where is the force of gravity 1. In 1775 (by an act of the felt the least, at the poles or at tinental congress). Con- 2. The equator. the equator? 3. What is another name for 3. Tuna. horse mackerel? 4. William H. Taft. 5. Amorphous. 4. Who was the first man to be 6. A soldier. President of the 48 American 7. In reality, a hairsbreadth is states? h of an inch. 5. If an object has no definite one 8. The to Veterans administration what? is it be said shape, had 1,316 Civil war veterans on its 6. What was a Greek hoplite? 7. What width is a hairsbreadth? list September 30, 1941. forty-eight- oil-brig- ht pine-shadow- b the bottom of the seat, as shown, with strong new webbing and a homemade stretcher. Use No. 4 tacks or regular webbing tacks, and a tack hammer. out, PAO ONE END OF STRETCHER ed ORIYE NAILS IN THEN FILE OFF HEADS NOTE: You will find some upholsterers tricks clearly sketched in Book 7, and the new Book 8, of the series prepared by Mrs. Spears for readers, shows you how to make a simple chair frame. To get a copy send your order to: o, ink-gra- Hill-hou- re-we- STRETCH AND TACK WEBBING-TRIEND LEAVING f. TURN UNDER RAW END AND TACK AGAIN OVER AND UNDER CROSS WISE PIECES MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS Drawer TJPHOLSTERY repair work is rather costly hand labor. However, if you can clear a corner where you may work on it a little at a time, it is easy to do. Use boxes or an old table to rest the piece on at a comfortable working height. Remove the outside covering first, keeping it whole to use as a pattern; then remove padding, springs and webbing, writing down everything you want to remember about how they were placed; also the amount of webbing used. 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In no home can you purchase railroad and airline tickets, have a public stenographer at your service, eat your dinner without having to wash the dishes, have your clothes pressed and returned in thirty minutes, have your housework done by stepping out for a few minutes, have mail service four times daily, have a dinner for 20 to 100 persons prepared on an hours notice, and finally have at your call experts in every phase of housekeeping to aid you. Yet; all these services and many more are available at the Newhouse. And so we do not feel that a home away from home is a true criterion of the condition at the Newhouse, rather here we want you to feel at home, but home was never like this. ur r, flLG (3MQH3 "Mi T-- !! tilUr Mi i (W i . TCm |