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Show 0 j THE PROGRESSIVE 'PINION W$& JJ kHMlOlD CHAN NING WIR.E point and accept it right here. Why not? It's going, to be scattered any-way. You won't hold it in Ogal-lala.- " Wing thought about it, frowning. "Your contract I know," he said, "calls for delivery across the river. As far as the army is concerned I can't see that thirty miles mean anything. All we do is act as escort for the Indian agent. But, I think there's where you'll run into trou-ble." He shrugged. "Not telling tales out of school you know how it is. The agent deals with the Indian Supply Company, and two partners of that company are in Ogallala now, waiting for a herd of their own." "Sure," Lew said, "the Open A. Fought me all the way up. That's why I've got to beat this quaran-tine. If I'm held after September first my subcontract with them is broken. They can deliver their own herd any time." He looked at the officer and thought the army was a decent outfit after all. But he knew how it was with some Indian agents. They were in a place where money could turn the game. If this one in Ogallala had been reached that way there'd be no favors for the Cross T. "You think," he asked, "it would do any good if I rode in to see your commandant?" "No," Wing said, "you needn't do 'that. I'm sending a courier in this what brought Steve to him. But that took time. His first thought now, as Steve came on and sat down at his side without a word, was that the kid was moved by a sort of pity, and that turned him bluntly silent. But it wasn't pity for him altogether that had brought Steve here now. Perhaps that was part of it, a little. Steve knew he was almost licked, down under. It put them on some common ground. But what he saw in the hollowed, staring eyes was a loneliness that he understood. Let times get black enough and that was the last thing left There comes a time when you can't go it any longer alone. "Steve," he said and laid his arm across the drooping shoulders, "buck up. What is it, kid?" He closed his hand in a strong grip. "Get it off your mind." There was a little wait. A whoop burst from the circle down cross-legge- d at the card game. From the darkness off toward the bed ground he heard Charley Storms' one guard song for all occasions. A faint smile turned the straight set of his mouth and something in the clowning fool's song lifted the weight in him. Then Steve said, "Lew, what are you going to do?" "Me?" He hadn't meant to talk about himself. "I don't know exact-ly. We can salvage something out of this. It won't all be loss. The market's gone for beef, but five dol-lars a head for hides and tallow, maybe." He figured it up. "That makes fifteen thousand. You can bank the money.. Then there's this bunch of a thousand shes and young stuff, less two hundred the Chey-enne- s got. They'll start your new ranch in Wyoming. Beef is bound to pick up again. It always does after a drop." Out loud the future didn't sound so bad. But he saw Steve move his head slowly back and forth, not looking at him. "Not for me, Lew. I told you once I can't go on." He paused, staring down. "I've got to go back." "Back where?" "Texas. It's like you said; I'm going to be on the jump for the rest of my life whenever a badge shows up. Once I thought I could face it like that. But I can't. I found that out the other day. I'd rather hang than be on the dodge." It was bitter talk and a little young .in its remorse, he felt, swing-ing too far from one side clear to the other. "Want to let me in?" he asked. "Where did it start, the LEW BURNET Is trail bosi of the Cross T herd, which is being driven from Texas to the Indian agent at Ogallala. The year Is 1875. TOM ARNOLD, owner, has been killed in a stampede. His will names Lew boss and owner until the cattle are sold, when STEVE and JOY are to receive their shares. After many difficulties and hardships they arrive In Dodge City. CLAY MANNING, Joy's Bauce, disappears in the town, and Lew, accompanied by Joy and most of bis men, goes after him. Lew hires a dozen mw hands, as he fears trouble with the rival Open A men. Clay Is seriously wounded in a gunflght, and Joy stays behind to nurse him, while the rest move on with the herd. CHAPTER XVIII There were nine men in the party. Oft at a distance their leader raised his hand. "United States marshal, boys. Hold back your dogs!" He came on in through the gray light, smiling, a stocky man in a black town suit. "I'm acting for the com-monwealth of Keith County," he said. "Your boss here?" Lew paced out toward him, say-ing nothing. He couldn"c make this out. For a moment back there he had thought the same ' thing that was in Steve's head. The law was coming to make an arrest. The marshal leaned across his sad-dle horn. "My friend," he said, "you've come a long way up from Texas. I know how long it is and hate to hold your herd up now. But we've got a dead line." He waved toward the ridge. "That's Keith County. We've got men camped for fifty miles along there with a quar-antine order against all herds com-ing out of your state. Texas fever has been bad this year. You'll have to hold up sixty days or until the first frost." He didn't answer. His breath had Etopped. He felt like a man hearing the judge pronounce a sentence. And beside him Quarternight rumbled, "Good God!. Sixty days!" That was it sixty days, with the contract for these longhorns end-ing in less than a week. He knew the dread of Texas fe-ver. A Sduthern herd that seemed Immune could spread it like wild-fire among cattle in the North, kill-ing them off by thousands. The only thing these Northern men could do was stop the trail drives. Then he sSTr one hope. "You've .got me in a jack pot, sure," he said. "I won't try to buck your dead line. But since this is Indian beef under government con-tract to reach Ogallala by the first of September I feel I'm only bound by orders of the army commandant and the Indian agent up there. They might waive the quarantine in this case." ' "That might be," the marshal granted. "You needn't lose any time finding out. The army is helping us enforce this dead line. A Captain Wing of the commandant's staff is camped straight north of here on the ridge." He led his little party off to the east. "Well, boys," Lew said, "you might as well get out your cards. There won't be any work for a while. Keep the herd from drifting too far, that's all, until I get back." He picked up his saddle, starting toward the picketed horses, and then behind the cook's wagon he came upon Steve. He had forgotten about Steve. "They weren't looking for you," he said. Then his words struck out with no softness. "So you're a gunman now that's it! Going to be on the jump for the rest of your life whenever a badge shows up!" He wheeled on without waiting for any answer. Saddled and riding north, he thought back over what he had seen. It was clear enough. Ever since they had left the Little Comanche Steve had been hounded by some-thing behind him on the trail. This morning showed it was the law he feared, and that must go back to Sheriff Rayburn, kiUed in Ox Bow the night the bank was robbed. If Steve had done'that he knew noth-ing could save him. For there was a certain dumb conceit in every bad man he had known. They hadn't sense enough to see how much the game was stacked against them and could go on to a fighting end. Steve was no that dumb. He was al-ready scared, and when a man is scared he whips himself. On top of the ridge the little mili-tary camp made a straight neat lane of pup tents, with a flag planted in front of a larger tent at the end. A bunch of yellow-leg- s curry-ing down their horses stared at him and a sentry challenged him as he rode into the street. He said-- , "I'm looking for Captain Wing." The sentry led him on. ' Like Lieutenant Eaton at Doan's Crossing, Captain Wing, coming from his tent a moment later, was ' very young. He wore a saber and a pair of gauntlets, and his brown hair was down long beneath his campaign hat in the way the old Indian fighters had made popular for these boys. Looking stern and military, he showed his disapproval of an Texas trailmen, which had reason enough, and Lew thought, "Not much chance here." But he gave his name and placed himself with the Cross T herd of Indian beef, then asked, "What s thirty miles, Captain, more or less? : Since we've come twelve hundred ' delivery, seems like to make this your commandant might stretch a bank?'" Steve nodded. "That's it. Earlier in the evening I was with the bunch who did it and rode with them up Crazy Woman afterward that night. No one would believe this. I gol drunk and haven't any idea what happened in between. But they said I held the horses and killed Sheriff Rayburn when he found me. It's the word of four of them against mine." "Now wait," Lew said. He pulled his arm from the bent shoulders. "Who were the four? Do I know them?" "One. Ed Splann. I don't think you ever saw the other three. But they're riding with the Open A." This didn't tell much that he had not already guessed. He let Steve wait and when no more seemed coming he asked, "Where does Clay come in?" And then to keep it straight, he added, "I'll tell ' you what I know. Clay let some of that bunch run off your father's horses at the start. That put the traitor's brand on him right there." Steve's head turned beside him sharply. "Lew, it wasn't that! Clay tried to stand in front of me and got caught himself. I know how you feel about him. You've had plenty, of reason to hate him on the trail. But after the robbery I let Clay know the fix I was in. Ed Splann and the other three hadn't joined the Open A. They were only drift-ing friends I'd picked up. Clay made a deal with them to get clean out of the country with what they knew I'd done. Their price was twenty head of saddle stock. I know now it was a blunder. They didn't leave and came back for more, and then riding north with the Open A, they could hold over both of us all they knew. Hadn't you thought of that?" No, he hadn't, not Clay's part, trying to help Steve; and it held him silently thinking you could never wholly judge any man. Clay, he had thought before, had his tail in some kind of a crack. Tracing it through those unexplainable times of letting Splann run him and seeming only trying to block the Cross T herd, he could see now how Clay was act-ing under the Open A's threat of knowing that Steve Arnold had killed a man. It was like Clay, though, to make one blunder and then horn in deeper in his bullish way. "Lew," Steve was saying, "you should've let me go into Dodge when Clay did. That was my fight. We'd talked about it. If we got Splann and the other three in a corner we'd wipe them out." "If Clay thought that," he said, "something broke loose in his brain! But he's getting along all right." He hadn't told about the telegram. "I got word from Joy today. They'll be up here pretty soon." He thought about it. "They'lr-b- e married, Steve, I figure." ITO BE CONTINUED) He didn't speak, and he kept his eyes on the campfire as if he were still alone. morning. I'll write a note and have an answer back sometime in the afternoon." "All right, thanks." He moved his horse and stopped and sat, gripped between a thing he wanted to know and didn't want to know either. She had said she would write and tell him how Clay was. In the end he said, "If it isn't too much trouble your man might bring out the Cross T mail." Riding along the ridge afterward before turning south, he could see the wide twisting line of the South Platte river bottom and almost make out the town far across the gently sloping plain. For a man to be this close, hardly a frog's jump away, compared to the trail ... He shook his head and put that sight behind his back. His hope was small enough, but it carried him through that afternoon, riding guard on the loosely grazing herd until he thought It was time to get his mail. Then he saw a -legged trooper loping out of the north. He waved the rider over, thanked him and said there was a good poker game going in camp and. was alone then with two envelopes in his hand. He opened the brown official one of the War Department first and was not surprised, only a little heav-ier inside, to read that it had been determined there could be no waiv-er of the quarantine. The Cross T herd would have to be delivered one mile north of the South Platte as per contract. The other was a gray paper of the telegraph office. She never was much on letter writing, never a girl to waste a lot of words. It was like that in this message when he opened it: "Clay recovering. Will be able to come by train soon." He counted them. Ten exactly to tell him all he needed. He didn't even have to guess. They'd be married, he knew, before they started that journey of a week together. He looked at th? date. It had been sent August fifteenth. Maybe they were now. The night when he crossed Au-gust twenty-nint- h from the cook's al-manac was like every other. He watched Steve play at one of the games for a little while, saw him stand up and look around for some-thing, then come on past the fire-light. Afterward he was able to know time is required in filling orders for a fw' of the most popular pattern numbers. Send your order to: Sewing Circle Needlecraft Dept. Box 3217 San Francisco 6, Calif. . 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One gets a little closer to the wat .when one talks with a British farm, er, who has been cultivating fields under the wings of Nazi planes, who can't light a lamp without being sure that no gleam shows through the window shades, and who must usa all the ingenuity known to science to get the most from his acres to feed the workers and fighting men oi Britain. f Such a farmer is Robert Rae, the new agricultural attache to the Rrit. ish embassy in Washington, who just arrived from the University ol Reading in land, where he was professor ol agriculture. He a 1 s o managed an experimental farm which has pointed the way " toward larger Barrow Lyons crops in Britain. "I've only just arrived still in a stage of schoolboy wonder at being able to turn on the lights without pulling down the blinds," he told a group of Washing-ton correspondents at a joint inter-view with James A. Scott Watson, who has been recalled to England and whom Mr. Eae is replacing. 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