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Show THE SAUNA SUN, SAUNA, UTAH Aspirin The Light of Western Stars Say Bayer and Insistl A ROMANCE by ZANE GREY Copyright by Harper and Brothers BUT YOU'RE NO THOROUGHBRED. MAJESTY HAMMOND, ADIOS! For a moment Madeline sat on her horse with shut eyes. She dreaded the light. Xow you can't say youve never been hissed," Stewart said. His voice seemed a long way off. " But that was coming to you, so be. game. Here!" She Jelt something hard and cold and metallic thrust into her hand. He made her fiingers close over it, hold it. The feel of the thing revived her. She opened her eyes. Stewart had given her his gun. He stood with his broad breast against her knee, and she looked up to see that old mocking smile on his face. Qo ahead! Throw my gun on me! Be a thoroughbred I" Madeline did not yet grasp his meaning. You me down in that quiet place on the hill beside can-pu- t Monty Brice." Madeline dropped the gun with a shuddering cry of horror. The sense of his words, the memory of Monty, the certainty that she would, kill Stewart if she held the gun an instant longer, tortured the cry from her. Stewart stopped to pick up the weapon. " You might have saved me a h I of a lot of trouble," he said, with another flash of the mocking smile. " Youre beautiful and sweet and proud, but you're no thoroughbred! Majesty Hammond, self-accusi- adios!" A bit tempestuous? Well, rather, but it' only one dramatic situation in a story of the cattle range near the Mexican border. Madeline Hammond owns Her Majesty s There are others Rancho and Stewart is her foreman. She is a transplanted Eastern girl who has come to lore life under 4,The Light of the Western Stars. The life of the range has recreated a wealthy, spoiled society girl into a fine woman. And her influence has saved Stewart, a wild, handsome, brave, dissolute, efficient cowboy a college man and a gentleman once. Of course they fall in love. But he glories in it, while she is slow to admit it even to herself. Of course, also, they ,tash two dominant personalities. And then the girl Is jealous hereupon there is the dickens to pay. And what a dramatic ending! The author? Why, Zane Grey. That should be enough to guarantee a stirring tale, with color and adventure and swift actions. Hes the writer of the hour for outdoor Western stories, with success after success to his credit. ' red-blood- women. Bad business for hotels to what transpired during the next few have married women. Keeps the boys moments; presently, however, as her mind steadied somewhat, she heard, away. You see, this Isn't Iteno. Then he laughed rather boyishly, though as in a dream, the voice of the and from that, and the wny he padre hurrying over 6trange words. slouched on his sombrero, Madeline It ceased, and then the cowboys voice realized he was half drunk. As she stirred her. instinctively recoiled she not only Lady, say Si SI. Say It quick I gave him a keener glance, but stepped Say it SI!" into a position where a better light Fro'm sheer suggestion, a force Irreshone on his face. It was like red sistible at this moment when her wlT Like thnt was clamped by panic, she spoke the bronze, bold, raw, sharp. of all women whose beauty and word. charm had brought them much before And now, lady so we can finish the world, Miss Hammond's intuition this properly whats your name?" had been developed until she had a Still obeying mechanically, she told delicate and exquisitely sensitive per- him. He stared for a while, as if the ception of the nuture of men and of her effect upon them. This crude cow- name had awakened associations in a boy, under the influence of drink, had mind somewhat befogged. He leaned affronted her; nevertheless, whatever back unsteadily. was in his mind, he meant no Insult. "What name?" he demanded. 1 am Alfred I shall be greatly obliged to you Madeline Hammond. If you will show me to the hotel," she Hammonds sister." said. He put his hand up and brushed at Lady, you wait here," he replied, an imaginary something before his Youre not Majesty Hamslowly, as If ills thought did not come eyes. mond?" fetch the swiftly. Ill go porter. How strange stranger than anyShe thanked him, and as he went out, closing the door, she sat down In thing that had ever hnppened to her considerable relief. It occurred to before was it to hear that name on her that she should have mentioned the lips of this cowboy I It was a her brothers name. Then she fell to name by which she was familiarly wondering what living with such un- - known, though only those nearest and couth cowboys had done to Alfred. dearest to her had the privilege of She alone of her family had ever be- using it. And now it revived her lieved In any Intent good In Alfred dulled faculties, and by an effort she Hammond, and her faith had scarcely regained control of herself. 1ou are Majesty Hammond," and survived the two years of silence. Waiting the.e, she again found her- this time he affirmed wonderlngly self listening to the moun of the wind rather than questioned. Madeline rose and faced him. through the wires. Then Madeline Yes, I am." heard a rapid pattering, low at first He slammed his gun back Into its and growing louder, which presently she recognized as the galloping of holster. Well, I reckon we wont go on with horses. She went to the window, then." it, thinking, hoping her brother had arWith what, sir? And why did you rived. But as the clatter Increased to a roar, shadows sped by lean force me to say Si to this priest? I reckon that was a way I took horses, flying manes and tails, to show him youd be willing to get riders, all strange and wild In her sight. Recalling what the con- married. Words "Oh I . . . You you I . . ductor had said, she was at some her. failed to her Then uneasiness. pains quell This appeared to galvanize the cowout of the gloom two figures appeared, one tall, the other slight. The cow- boy Into action. He grasped the padre boy entered, pulling a disheveled and led him toward the door, cursing figure that of a priest, a padre, whose mantle had manifestly been disarranged by the rude grasp of his captor, riain It was that the padre was extremely terrified. Madeline Hammond gazed In bewilderment at the little man, so pale and shaken, and a protest trembled upon her lips; but It was never . som-brero- CHAPTER 1 A Gentleman of the Range. When Madeline Hammond stepped from the train at El Cajon, New Mexico, it was nearly midnight, and her first impression was of a huge dark of cool, emptiness, windy space strange and silent, stretching away under great blinking white stars. Miss, there's no one to meet you, said the conductor anxiously. I wired my brother, she replied, lie will be here presently. But, if he should not come surely I can find a hotel? Theres lodgings to be had. If you'll excuse me this Is no place for a lady like you to be alone at night. Its a rough little town mostly MexAnd they icans, miners, cowboys. carouse a lot Besides, the revolution across the border has stirred up some excitement along the line. Miss, I guess its safe enough, if you Thank you. I am not in the least afraid. As the train started to glide away Miss Hammond walked toward the She entered dimly lighted station. An the empty waiting-room- . p gave out a thick yellow light A telegraph instrument clicked faintly. crossed the Madeline Hammond waiting-rooto a window and, holding aside her veil, looked out. At first she could descry only a few dim lights, md these blurred in her sight. As her eyes grew accustomed to the darkness she saw a superbly built horse standing near the window. Beyond was a bare square. Through a hole came a cool in the window-glas- s a sound on breathed and it breeze, that struck coarsely upon her ear a discordant mingling of laughter and shout, and the tramp of boots to the I ard music of a phonograph. mused Miss Western revelry, Hammond, as she left the window. Now, what to do? I'll wait here. Perhaps the station agent will return soon, or Alfred will come for me. As she sat down to wait she reviewed the causes which accounted for the remarkable situation in which she found herself. That Madeline Hammond should be alone, at a late hour, in a dingy little western railroad station, was indeed extraordinary. The close of her debutante year bad been marred by the only unhappy experience of her life the disgrace of her brother and his leaving home. She dated the beginning of a certain thoughtful habit of mind from that time, and a dissatisfaction with the luilliant life society offered her. There had been months of unrest, of curiously painful wonderment that her position, her wealth, her popularity no longer sufficed. She believed she had lived through the dreams nnd fancies of a girl to become a woman of the world. And she bml gone on as before, a part of the glittering show, but no longer blind to the truth thnt there was nothing in her luxurious life to make it significant. And at last she knew what she needed to be alone, to brood for !..ng hours, to gaze out on lonely, silent. darkening stretches, to watch t! o 'tars, to rnce her soul, to find her psi! self. Tier it was she had first thought of 'hiliivj the brother who Lad gone west to cast his fortune with the cattlemen. As it happened, she had friends who were on the eve of starting for California, nnd she made a quick decision to travel with them. When she calmly announced her intention of going out west her mother had exclaimed in consternation ; and her father, surprised into pathetic memory of the black sheep of the family, had stared at her with glistening eyes. Tou want to see Why, Madeline! Then he had rethat wild boy! verted to the anger he still felt for his wayward son, and he had forbidden Madeline to go. Her mother forgot her haughty poise and dignity. Madeline stood her ground, even to reminding them that she was twenty-fou- r and her own mistress. In the end she had prevailed. Madeline had planned to arrive in El Cajon on October 3, her brothers birthday, and she had succeeded, though her arrival occurred at the twenty-fourthour. Her train had been several hours late. Whether or not the message had reached Alfred's hands she had no means of telling, and the thing which concerned her now was the fact that she had arrived and he was not there to meet her. As Madeline sat waiting In the yellow gloom she heard the faint, Intermittent click of the telegraph instrument, the low hum of wires, the occasional stamp of an hoof, and a distant vacant laugh rising above the sounds of the dance. She became uttered, for this cowboy now appeared to be a cool, devil; and stretching out a long arm, he grasped her and swung her back to the bench. You stay there he ordered. His voice, though neither brutal nor harsh nor cruel, had the unaccountable effect of making her feel powerless to move. No man had ever before addressed her In such a tone. It was the woman in her that obeyed not the personality of proud Madeline Hammond. The padre lifted his clasped hands as If supplicating for his life, and began to speak hurriedly In Spanish. Madeline did not understand the language. The cowboy pulled out a huge gun and brandished It In the priests face. Then he lowered it, apparently to point it at the priests feet. There was a red flash, and then a thunderShe Fought. She Struggled Despering report that stunned Madeline. The ately. conscious of a slight quickening of room filled with smoke and the smell her pulse. Madeline had only a lim- of powder. When she could see dis- and threatening, no doubt enjoining ited knowledge of the West. Like all tinctly through the smoke she expe- secrecy. Then he pushed him across of her class, she had traveled Europe rienced a sensation of Immeasurable the threshold and stood there breathand had neglected America. She had relief that the cowboy had not shot ing hard and WTestling with himself. been astounded at the Interminable the padre. But he was still Here wait wait a minute, Miss distance she had traveled, and If there the gun, and now appeared to bewaving You draghe said, huskily. had been anything attractive to look ging his victim toward her. Whnt Hammond, could fall Into worse company than at in all that journey she had passed possibly could be the drunken fools mine though I reckon you sure think it In the night. Intention? This must be, this surely not. Im pretty drunk, but Im nil A faint sound like the rattling of was a cowboy trick. Madeline no right otherwise. Just wait a minthin chains diverted Madelines at- sooner thought of it than she made ute. tention. At first she Imagined It was certain her brother was Introducing She stood quivering and blazing made by the telegraph wires. Then her to a Wild West amusement. She with wrath, and watched this savage she heard a step. The door swung could scarcely believe it, yet It must his drunkenness. Madeline saw fight man entered, and with be true. Trobably he stood Just out- the dark, damp hair lift from his wide; a tall him came the clinking rattle. She side the door or window laughing at brows as he held it up to the cool realized then that the sound came her embarrassment. wind. from his spurs. She Anger checked her panic. The cowboy turned and began to "Will you please direct me to a straightened up with what composure talk. hotel? asked Madeline, rising. this surprise had left her and started You see I was pretty drunk, he The cowboy removed his sombrero, for the door. But the cowboy barred labored. There was a fiesta and a and the sweep he made with it nnd her passage grasped her arms. Then wedding. I do fool things when Im the accompanying bow, despite their Madeline divined that her brother drunk. I made a fool bet Id marry had a kind of rude could not have any knowledge of this the first exaggeration, girl who came to town. . . . He took two long strides Indignity. It was no trick. Poise, If you hadnt grace. worn that veil the felall the acquired lows were Joshing me and Ed Lintoward her. dignity, culture habits of character f.ed before the ton was Lady, are you married? getting married and everyIn the past Miss Hammonds sense Instinct to fight. She was athletic. body always wants to gamble. . . . She fought She struggled desperately. I must have been of humor had often helped her to overpretty drunk." look critical exactions natural to her But he forced her back with hands are not necessary," Explanations She kept silence, and she of iron. She had never known a man the breeding. Interrupted. "I am very tired imagined It was Just as well that her could be so strong. distressed. The hour Is late. Have What do you mean?" she panted. veil hid her face at the moment. She the slightest Idea what It means you Dearie, ease up a little on the to be a had been prepared to find cowboys gentleman?" rather striking, and she had been bridle, he replied, gaily. Ills bronzed face burned a flaming Madeline warned not to laugh at them. thought she must be crimson. This gentleman of the range delibdreaming. She could not think clearly. Is my brother here In town toerately reached down and took up her She not only saw this man, but also night? Madeline went on. left hand. Before she recovered from felt his powerful presence. And the No. Hes at his ranch." her start of amaze he had stripped shaking priest, the haze of blue smoke, But I wired him. the smell of powder these were not off her glove. Like as not the message Is over unreal. Fine spark, but no wedding ring, In his box at the P. O. Hell be in he drawled. Then close before her eyes burst town tomorrow. Hes shipping cattle Lady, Im glad to see another blinding red flash, and close for Stillwell." youre not married." He released her hand and returned at her ears bellowed another report. Meanwhile I must go to a hotel. Enable to stand, Madeline slipped Will you please " the glove. You see, the only hotel In this down onto the bench. Her drifting If he heard her last word3 he Is against boarding marrle'1 faculties refused clearly to record showed no evidence of it. A noise h Iron-sho- d her-tow- n half-drunke- n grim-smllin- 1 g outside had attracted his attention Madeline listened. Low voices of men, the softer liquid tones of a woman, drifted In through the open door. They spoke In Spanish, and the voices grew louder. Then the womans and broken, rising voice, hurried higher, was eloquent of vain appeal. The cowboys demeanor startled Madeline Into anticipation of something dreadful. She was not deceived. From outside came the sound of a scuffle a muffled shot, a groan, the thud of a falling body, a womans low cry, and footsteps padding away . 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I only dance a leetie, smile a leetle, and they quarrel. I beg they be good watch out for Sheriff Ilawe . . . and now Sheriff Ilawe put me Ik Jail. 6 Bell-an- s I so frighten ; he try make leetle love Hot to Bonita once, and now he hate me like he hate Senor Gene. Sure Relief Pat Ilawe wont put you In Jail Take my horse and hit the Pelonclllo trail. Bonita, promise to stay away 254 AND 754 PACKAGES EVERYWHERE from El Cajon. SI, Senor." FOOT-EAS- E He led her outside. Madeline Iieard bit. the horse snort and champ hln The cowboy spoke low; only a few FOR words were Intelligible "stirrups . . . or two Allen's FooUE'.oe powSprinkle wait . . . out of town . . . ders In the one Fool-Baland soak and rub the now . mountain . . . trail . . feet. It takes the sting out of Corns and I e Sure Relief water ELLANS ALLENS THE FEET b ride moments silence ensued, and was broken by a pounding of hoofs, a pattering of gravel. Then Madeline saw a big, dark horse run Into the wide space. She caught a glimpse of windswept scarf and hair, a little form The horse low down In the saddle. was outlined In black against the line of dim lights. There was something wild and splendid in his flight. Directly the cowboy appeared again A in the doorway. Miss Hammond, I reckon we jrant to rustle out of here. Been bpd goings-on- . And theres a train due." She hurried Into the open air not daring to look back or to either side. Her guide strode swiftly. She had almost to run to keep up with him. Suddenly aware that she had been led beyond the line of houses, she spoke : Where are you taking me? he replied. To Florence Kingsley, Who is she? I reckon shes your brothers best friend out here." Madeline kept pace with the cowboy for a few moments longer, and then she stopped. It was as much from necessity to catch her breath as It was from recurring fear. The cowboy, missing her, came back the Then he few intervening steps. waited, still silent, looming beside her. 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