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Show FRIDAY, JULY 14; 1922 -- ig with anybody except 'himself. Se wanted her the youth, the buoyant life, the gay, glad comradeship of her j and he had always been lucky in getting what he desired. That was the use of having been bora with a sliver spoon In his mouth. But though Clarendon Bromfleld had no doubt of the issue of his suit, the friendship of Beatrice for this fellow from Arizona stabbed his vanity. It hurt his class pride and his personal that she should take pleasure in the mans society. Bee never n to harness. He had been set his thin lips tight and resolved that he would stand no nonsense of this sort after they were married.' If she wanted to flirt it would hlave to be own set. with some one Beatrice could not understand herself. She knew that she was behaving rather indiscreetly, though she did not fathom the cause of the restlessness that drove her to Clay Lindsay. The truth is that she waslonging for an escape from the .empty life she was leading, had been seeking one for years without knowing it. Surely this round of social frivolities, the chatter of these silly women ana smug tailor-mad- e men, could not be all there was to life. She must have been made for something better than that And when she was with Clay she knew she had been. He gav her a vision of life through eyes that had known open, wide spaces, clean, wholeHe stood on his some, and own feet and did his own jthlnklng. Simply, with both hands, he ,ook hold of problems and examined them stripped of all trimmings. The man was elemental, but he was een and broad-gaugeIt amazed her one day to learn that he had read William James and understood his philosophy much better than she did. There was in her mind no Intention whatever of letting herself do anything so foolish as to marry im. But there were moments when the thought of It had a dreadful fascination for her. She did not invite snch thoughts to remain with her. For she meant to accept Clarendon Bromfleld in her own good time and make her social position in New York absolutely secure. She had been In the fringes too long not to appreciate a chance to get Into the social) Holy of Holies. Tlowini -- self-estee- well-broke- by UliffinlfaeleodR IBustnrttom Jrwin in-th- eir btj Iyevs CopyrighV by William MacLeod Ram 8YNOP8I8 FOREWORD. through son., a party ofMotoring eaitornera, fatha and a atop to male and companion; daughter witnaaa a cattle round up. The gfri leavea e car and la attacked by a wild ateer. the part of masterpiece of riding One of the cowboys saves og er life. CHAPTER I. Clay Lindsay, range-rid- er ranch, announces his In Si antoArizona visit the "big town," New York. CHAPTER II. On the train Lindsay becomes Interested In a young woman, New York Mason, on her way toactress. lutty She to become a motion-pictur- e Is marked as fair prey by a fellow travand eler, Jerry Durand, gang politician his intention, fighter. Perceiving throws Lindsay provokes a quarrel and Durand from the train. CHAPTER IIL On his first day In New York' Lindsay is splashed with water by 4 Janitor. That Individual the range-rtdand leaves tied punishes summarily A young woman who to a fire hydrant. sees the occurrence Invites Clay Into her house and hides him from the police. CHAPTER IV. Clay's "rescuer" introduces herself as Beatrice Whltford. Lindsay meets her father, Colin Whltford, and IS Invited to visit them again. He meets Kitty Mason by accident. She has been disappointed in her lastage aspirations, and to support herself selling cigarettes In a cabaret. Clay visits her there. CHAPTER V. Kitty Is Insulted by a customer. Clay punishes the annoyer. After a lively mixup Lindsay escapes. Outside, he Is attacked by Jerry. Purand 'and a companion and beaten insensible. er t There had been moments when the heart had quickened with range-rider- s a wild. Insurgent hope. One of these m had been on a morning when they were riding In the park, knee to knee, In the dawn of a new clean world. It had come to him with a sudden clamor of the blood that In the eternal rightness of things such mornings ought, to be theirs till the youth In them was quenched In sober age. He had looked into the eyes of this slim young Diana, and he had throbbed to the certainty that she too ,ln that moment of tangled glances knew a sweet confusion of the blood. In her cheeks there had been a quick flame of flying color. Their talk had fallen from them, and they had ridden hi a shy, exquisite silence from which she had escaped by putting her horse to a canter. But in the sober sense of sanity Clay knew that this wonderful thing was not going to happen to him. He was not going to be given her happiness to hold in the hollow of his hand. Bee Whltford was a modern young woman, practical-mindewith a proper sense of the values that the world esteems. Clarendon Bromfleld was a catcTi even In New York. He was rich, of a gcd family, assured social position, goodlocking, and manifestly In love with her. Like gravitates to like the land over. Bromfleld, too, had no doubt that Bee meant to marry him. He was in love with her as far as he could be sun-kisse- d. d. d, ) j - j SAVE MONEY BUY FOR CASH d A little man in a cheap, wrinkled suit with a silk kerchief knotted loosely round his neck stopped - bow-legge- Samuel Kopp 450 W.CenterPhone 446 Lowest Prices. Cash and Carry System. THE MOST COMPLETE LINE 1 WEEK ENDING JULY 10 lbs. Sugar 3 lbs. Silver Leaf 15 SOc Lard A 1 Creamery Butter 48 lb. Sack Patent Flour 48 lb. Sark Turkey Red Flour 24 lb. 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The Inquirer knew as much as he did before, but he lacked the courage to ask for an English translation. He shuffled away from the window and wandered helplessly, swept up by the tide of hurrying people that flowed continuously into the building and ebbed out of it. From this he was tossed into a backwater that Drought him to another window. I wantta see the postmaster of this burg, he announced again Iwlth a plaintive whine. Wlmt about? asked the man back of the grating. Important business, amigo. Where's he at? The man directed him to a dobr upon which was printed the legend, 'Superij ntendent of Complaints. Well, sir! Wliat can I do for you? the man behind the big desk snapped. I wantta see the postmaster. What about? I got important business with him. Who are you? , Me, Im Johnnie Green of tile me. Suppose you tell your troubles to Johnnie changed his weight to the i other foot. No, suh, I allow to see the postmaster himself personal- - Hes busy, explained the official. He cant possibly see anybody without knowing his business. Thats all right. Ive lost my pal. !I w'antta see The superin ten dent of complaints 'cut into his parrot-lik- e repetition. Yes, you mentioned that. But the postmaster doesnt know where he is, does he? He might tell me where his mall goes, as the old sayip Is. When did you lose your friend 7 I aint heard from him since he come to New York. So bein as I got a chanct to go from Tucson with a Jackpot trainload of cows to Denver, I Iklnda made up my mind to come on here the rest of the way and look him up. Im afraid some ones done him i (dirt. Do you know where N(?, suh, I dont. hes staying? The superintendent of complaints tapped with his fingers on the desk. Then he smiled. The postmaster was fond 'of a joke. Why not let this odd little freak from the West have an interview with him? Twenty minutes later Johnnie was telling his story to the postmaster of the city of New Yorlf. He had written three times to Clay Lindsay and had received no answer. So he had come to look for him. Is your friend like you? asked the postmaster, interested In spite of himself. No suh. Johnnie, alias the Runt, began to beam. Hes a Clay is, every jump of the road. Id follow his dust any day of the week. Hes the llvest proposition that ever come out of Graham county, ou can ce tainly gamble on that. The postmaster touched a button, a Clerk appeared, received orders, and disappeared. The clerk presently returned with three letters addressed to Clay Lindsay, General Delivery, New York. The postmaster handed them to the little Cow puncher. Evidently he never called for them, he said. i Johnhles chin fell. He looked aplc-tur- e of helpless woe. Theyre the letters I set down an wrote him my own eel. Something has sure happened to that boy, looks like, he bemoaned. Well try police headquarters. 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A revolving brush picks up threads and all surface d litter. Phone for us to' clean your rug today no obligation to buy! plain-clothe- Utah Power was gazing wistfully at the hitching-post- . His face was twisted pathetically to a question mark. It wras as Den- clen a rug for you with the HOOVER a pace. You cant tell me a thing against Clay not a thing, protested Johnnie Hell sure do to take along. hotly. Clay will. There cant any guy knock him to me, if he does wear a uniform. Im not saying a thing against him, replied the officer Impatiently. Im giving him a friendly tip to beat It, if you see him. Now Im going to s send you uptown with a man. Hell show you where your friend made his New York debut. Thats all we can do for you. An hour later the little cowpuncher &f Light, C o. Efficient Public Service r J rs high-heele- j T finan-bereav- ed sos man-punche- DENVER & RIO GRANDE WESTERN EFFORT of he conscientious THE director, ,to rejider a superior type of service no mat er in what family qial circumstances the work may be, has charac ter ized our m though he thought he could conjure from the post the secret of Clays disver, done it moren onct or twice too.' appearance. Where had he gone from I notice you got tji big bunch of here? And where was he now? In the course of the next two days in uniform here. Ain't it their the Runt came back to that post many business to rustle up strays? The police, said the postmaster, times as the starting-poin- t for weary, d amused. That is part of their busitramps through streets ness. We'll pass the buck to them, within a circuit of a mile. He could not have explained why he did so. Peranyhow. After some delay and repeated ex- haps it was because this was the only planations of who he was, the post- spot in the city that held for him any master got at the other end of the wire tangible relationship to Clay. Some his friend the commissioner. Their one claimed to have seen him vanish conversation was brief. When the post- into one of these houses. Perhaps he master hung up he rang for a stenog- might come hack again. It was a very rapher and dictated a letter of Intro- tenuous hope, but it was the only one duction. This he handed to Johnnie, Johnnie had. He clumped over the with explicit instructions. pavements till his feet ached in proGo to police headquarters. Center test. His patience was rewarded. On the street, and take this note to Capt. Luke Byrne. He'll see that the matter second day, w bile he was gazing blankis Investigated for you. Do you know ly at the post a groom brought two Abe way to police headquarters? horses to the curb in front of the I reckon I can find It. Is It fur? house opposite. One of the horses man down a real cow hoy's saddle. Johnnies from looked Arizona had jThe d at the boots In which his eyes gleamed. This was like a breath tortured feet had clumped over the of honest-to-Go- d Arizona. The door pavements of the metropolis all mornopened, and out of it came a man and a slim young woman. Both of them ing. Til send you In a taxi. The post- were dressed for riding, she In the master was thinking that this babe in latest tog of the town,-hin a well-cu- t "the woods of civilization never would sack suit and high tan boots. be able to find his wavv alone. Johnnie threw up his hat and gave As the driver swept the car in and a yell. ! You blamed old horn-toa- d out among the traffic of the narrow Might a knowed you was all right! streets .Johnnie clung to the top of Might a knowed you wouldnt bite the door fearfully. Every moment he steer clear irom Tucson to Via m Never mind. REDUCED ROUND TRIP FARE COLORADO expected a smash. TUsTieart was In his throat. The hurricane deck of a bronco had no terrors for him, but this wild charge through the humming trenches shook his nerve. I come mighty nigh askin you would you just as lief drive slower, he said with a grin to the chautreur as he descended to the safety of uie sidewalk. I aint awful hardy, an I sure was plumb scared. A sergeant took Johnnie In tow and delivered him at length to the office of Captain Anderson, waiting-roohead of the bureau of missing persons. The Runt, surveying the numbers in and those passing in the waiting-rooand out, was ready to revise his opinion about the possible difficulty of the Joh. He judged that half the population of New York must be missing. After a time the captains secretary notified Johnny that it was his turn. As soon as he was admitted the puncher began his little piece without waiting for any preliminaries. Say, captain, I want you to find my friend Clay Lindsay. He Just a moment, interrupted the captain. Who are you? Dont think I got your name. Johnnie remembered the note of Introduction and his name at the same time. He gave both to the Mg man who spent his busy days and often part of the nights looking for the lost, strayed, and stolen among New Yorks millions. The captains eyes swept over the note. Sit down, Mr. Green, and lets get at your trouble. This note says that youre looking for a man named Clay Lindsay who came to New York several months ago. Have you or has anybody else heard from him in that time? We got a letter right after he got ' here. He aint writ since. dead. Wed better Perhaps hes look up the morgue records. Morgue ! The Runt grew excited That place where you instantly. keep folks that get drowned or bumped off? Say, captain, Im here to tell you Clay was the livest man in Arizona, which Is the same as sayin anywheres. Cowpunchers dont take naturally to morgues.-- No, sir, Clay aint in no morgue. Like as not hes helped ffilt this yere morgue if any crooks tried their rough stuff on him. Dont get me wrong. Cap. Clay is the n ever God made. All squarest Is Im sayin The captain Interrupted. He asked incisive questions and got busy. sharp, j Presently he reached for a phone, got in touch with a sergeant at the police desk in the upper corridor, and sent an attendant with Johnnie to the police department. The Irish sympathies of the sergeant were aroused by the naive honesty of the little man. He sent for another sergeant, had card records brought, consulted a couple of patrolmen, and then turned to Johnnie. Weve met your friend all right he said with a grin. Hes wan heluva lad. Fits the description to a T. There cant he but one like him here. And he went on to tell the story of the adventure of the Janitor and the hose. The washed-ou- t eyes of the puncher lit up. Thats him. Thats sure him. Tell me where hes at? We dont know. We can show you the place where he tied the janitor, but thats the best we can do. The If you find him, captain hesitated. give him a straight tip from me. Tell him to buy a ticket for Arizona and take the train for home. This town is no healthy place for him. Your friend has made an enemy a powerful one. Hell understand if you tell him. Who Is this here enemy? T . ter. j B-I- ' fanch. 1 Jut trapped Tn from Arizona and I wantta .gee the postmas- , high-heele- e The man who is so busy attendCalculations of the rate at which radium to civic duties that he cant take decays into lead, lead to the ing te estima that the oldest rocks of his family out riding, isnt much of we know anything are more which a citizen. than 1 500,000,000 years old; off moren you could chewf Oh, you he ga ve no sign of It. ! Arizona "He led film Clay gave one surprised look and across the road' and introduced' him to met him In the middle of the afreet.! Miss Vhitford. The little cowpuncher did 4 war dance of Joy, while he clung to his friends hand. Tears brimmed into his faded Claj blessed her for her kindness to this siJuat, snub-nose- d adherent of his whose lonely heart had driven him two, til ousand miles to find his friend, eyes. Her HI yi yi ! Doggone yore old went out Uistantly. A smile If soften her it aint you big as coffee, Clay. hide, eyes and dimpled her Thinks cheeks I to mysef, who is that pilgrim? And, Im very glad to meet any frien by gum, its old h Mr. Lndsay. jes of Father and I wl his heels. Where you been at, you old want lo hear all about Arizona afte skeezicks? tw have had your visit out. Wel How are you, Johnnie? And what you postpo jie the ride till this aftemooi are you doin here? That ill, be better, I think. You didnt answer my so I letters, Clay agreed. With a cool little no come to see if you was all right. that Included them both she turtle; You old scalawag. You cam to a lightly up the ra and steps into th paint the town red. house. Johnnie, highly delighted at this Soni e jsu m queen, Honest I didnt. mured Johnnie charge, protested. in naive admiratl Clay. I wasnt feelln so tumble peart! afier heif With ppep month, Seemed like the boys picked' on me staring He had an opinion Clay smiled. after you left. So I jes up and come. his ow :i on that point. If Clay was not delighted to have ds little FiJus Achates on, his Jiands (Continued Next Issue.) ' , -- re-enou- |