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Show THE PROGRESSIVE OPINION INSTALLMENT FIFTEEN ranchers, it turns out to have been the work of Jack Turley, a spy for the big ranchers about whom Terry had known nothing. Terry also protested, bringing in an army of Texas officers to march upon the rustlers and "Well, now, I'll explain that," he said nervously. "First off. Cal Terry isn't in with the big outfits any long-er. He has broken with them. I'm writing an editorial now tor the next issue of the Gazette dealing with that. Let me read it to you." "Read nothing," Hart' snarled. "We've done asked you questions. Answer them. And tell us how much Ellison paid you to throw us down?" "You're getting this all wrong, Lee," the harassed editor insisted, his voice shrill with excitement. "Maybe you don't know that Cal saved Jeff Brand's life today when these Texans had him lying wound-ed on the ground." "Who told you that fairy tale?" demanded a rough, unkempt nester who had a Winchester in his hands. "Why ask any of the boys who came down from Black Butte with Jeff." "Who? Which one? Put a name to him." Garvey felt the sweat drops stand-ing on his forehead. He did not know, who had brought Brand to town. "I didn't get it direct," he ad-mitted weakly. "But I've heard talk, same as some of you must have done." "Sure we've heard talk. We've heard these hired killers have rubbed out eight or ten of our friends and that you are trying to get the troops in to side with Ellison's men now they, are getting in a jam." "Not to side with them," Garvey explained desperately. "To stop a war where dozens of you boys will kill them without trial. Terry and his foreman, Larry, are attacked by the "army," being mistaken for rusUcrs, and they rush to cover in a small cabin. There, too, Jeff goes thinking to aid fel-low rusUers. Jeff is wounded. ers?" his brother blustered. "Elli-son's warriors aren't taking any prisoners. That goes with us too." The hard, unwinking eyes in the long-jawe- bony face of the sheriff looked almost contemptuously at his older brother. "Come out from back of Houck if you have anything to say, though it won't be important any-how. I'm the law, and I'm arrest-ing these men. Don't any of you get the wrong idea about that." , Terry knew that the sheriff had no friendliness for him, but he had no doubt thaj Nate Hart had interfered to prevent him and Larry from be-ing killed. "What are you arresting us for doing?" he asked. It did not mat-ter what pretext was offered by the officer, but as a matter of form Calhoun made a protest. "We're peaceable citizens going about our lawful business." "For conspiring to'bring about an armed insurrection in the territory," the officer answered. "Hmp! We came here to buy a registered bull from Mr. Murdoch here," Larry said. "We have done bought it. Now we're ready to leave and go back to the ranch. Looks to me like these gents who were work-ing themselves up to bump us off when you sashayed in are doing the insurging." "No use littering up the jail with them," Lee Hart urged. "I say hang them to a telegraph pole." The sheriff drew a revolver. "1 know all of you'boys," he said qui-etly. "I'd hate to have to kill any of you, and I don't want to be killed myself. But I'm going to take these men to jail. If anybody interferes there Will be trouble." The cowboy Red threw in the hand for his group. "All right, Nate. If you want these fellows, take 'em. But be sure you don't let 'em go. We'll be hearing from the hills soon as to whether any of our friends have been murdered. And if they have, hell and high water can't keep us from busting into yore cala-boose and hanging these birds high as Haman." Red and his allies followed the ar-rested men to the jail, to make sure the sheriff did not release them. They posted a guard at both the rear and front doors. The leaders adjourned to the Crystal Palace and the Red Triangle to drum up senti-ment in favor of a lynching. Calhoun put the matter bluntly to the sheriff. "Getting down to cases, Hart, what is your idea in locking us up?" he asked. "Are you holding us here till your friends are ready to lynch us?" "I'm holding you here for your own safety. If I turned you loose you would never get out of town alive. You wouldn't get fifty yards from the jail door." Impatiently he added, "Why in hell did you come to town now?" "Why shouldn't we come?" Terry wanted to know. "We have nothing to do with this crazy invasion. Elli-son's men attacked us today and almost killed us. We rescued your friend Jeff Brand. The Diamond Reverse B is being cut up into small ranches, of which Larry and I are buying one. What have you against us except that we won't stand for having our stock rustled? The trou-ble with this town just now is that it is seeing red and can't think straight." THE STOR.Y SO FAR: Ellen Carey seems interested In two men, Jeff Brand, a dashing rustler, and Calhoun Terry, ranch manager. Four rustlers had been mysteriously killed and while suspicion fastens on Terry and the big CHAPTER XXX Terry and Richards came into Round Top after dark. As they rode along the railroad tracks they became aware of unusual activity in the town. In the shadow of a load-ing chute they drew up. A man with a rifle in his hands cantered past. He shouted at them, "We aim to get a second troop of the boys qff in-side of an hour." He' did not wait for an answer. "This town has gone wild," Larry said. "I reckon maybe we'd better scout around here a little before we show ourselves. We're not exactly popular." Cautiously they advanced toward the town square. A light gleamed from the back window of the Ga-zette office. Calhoun Terry tapped on the win-dow and Horace Garvey slewed round his parchment-lik-e face. "Who is it? What you want?" he snapped. The Diamond Reverse B manager tapped again. He did not want to shout his name aloud. Garvey grunt-ed impatiently. He peered out of the window. "Don't you know I keep this back door locked with piles of paper in front of it?" he called out. "Who is it anyhow? Go round to the front door." Calhoun's face came out of the darkness close to the window. "Goddlemighty!" Garvey explod-ed. "Haven't you got any sense at all?" He began to haul bundles of paper from in front of the door. Presently he opened to let them in and led the way to a dark corner back of a press. "What's the idea of coming to Round Top after your friends have pulled such a crazy outrage as this invasion?" he demanded. "Don't you know that this town is about ready to tear you in two? Some of the boys brought in Jeff Brand wounded. All kinds of rumors are going around. They say these Tex-ans have killed eight or ten settlers' in the hills back of Lee Hart's place." "We were among those present when Jeff was wounded," Larry told the editor. "You mean you were with this bunch of Texas killers?" "Not exactly with them," Larry explained. "They were trying to collect our hides: Cal saved Brand's life dragged him into the cabin aft-er he was wounded." Over his spectacles Garvey's eyes searched the face of the cowpunch-er,- : "Is this some kind of a story you're making up?" he inquired, his thin voice sharp. "Brand was brought in only ten minutes ago, and I haven't heard the facts yet." Larry told the story of their ad-ventures for the day. Garvey's eyes gleamed. "Good for you," he said. "Since you have broken with Ellison and his crowd it ought to fix you up with your old friends, as soon as I can get the Gazette out with the story. They will be glad to shake hands and make up. But I think you boys had better get out of town as soon as you can. Folks don't yet know your new position." "We haven't taken any new posi-tion," Terry answered. "We stand just where we always have. If we catch any rustlers fooling with Dia-mond Reverse B stock it will be good night for them!" "rV,t'c all riffht hilt T wnnlHn't "Read nothing,' Hart snarled. be killed. I'm not throwing you down but trying to stop a terrible slaughter. Can't you see where you are heading for if you don't keep cool? We don't want " "Cut it," interrupted Hart harsh-ly. "We don't want any more guff from you. Howcome you to sign Terry's name on that telegram? Talk, fellow." The nester with the Winchester in his hands craned a long scrawny neck forward. "Someone hiding in the back of the room," he an-nounced. The rifle leaped to his shoulder. "Come outa there with yore hands up, whoever you are." If I could get Red and some of the other hotheads to go up to the house where Jeff is and talk with him they might get some sense thumped into their heads. But no chance of that now. They figure you are one of those who paid that two thousand dollars to Turley to ambush their friends. You may have been, at that. Even if you have quarreled with Ellison since then, that doesn't prove a thing, and far as that goes they only have your own say-s- o that you're not hock deep in this invasion." The sheriff slanted a suspicious look at Terry. "Looks like you are, when you get off a telegram to the President ask-ing him to send troops to support the big ranches in this business of killing settlers'." "That's not what I asked him to do," the Diamond Reverse B man-ager said. "Since the operator was in such a hurry to give out a private message he might at least have done so correctly." Larry tossed a question at Hart. "Let's know where we're at, sher-iff. Is it yore intention to ask us to give up our guns and wait in a cell for these galoots outside to break in and send us west? Because we have other views." Nate Hart was a harassed man. "I didn't get you in this jam, Lar-ry," he said. "You didn't have to come here and drop a match in a barrel of powder. I'm trying to save you. but I'll tell you straight that if any bad news comes to town the boys will attack the jail. It's only a flimsy shack. You know that. I aim to protect you if I can, and if it comes to a showdown I'll give you back your guns to help me stand them off. More than that I can't promise." He added after a moment, "If I could get a chance to let you slip away I would." "Since we're not prisoners you'd better let us keep our guns," Larry suggested. "You might be where you couldn't get them back to us when we have to have them." The sheriff recognized the force of the argument. "All right," he said. "Keep them. I don't need to tell you if you begin shooting you are sunk." (TO BE CONTINUED) talk that way round here yet a while." "We came in to see a cattleman about buying a bull for the new firm of Richards & Terry." said Terry. "Probably he has been waiting for us all day at the Holden House. We wouldn't think of going without a confab with him." "Well, I'll bring him down here. I'll not have you crossing the court-house square. Some fool would prob-ably take a crack at you." Terry discussed the matter of sending telegrams to Washington to induce the President to order troops from Fort Garfield. Garvey admit-ted that he thought it would be a good idea. Before morning, he told them, four or five hundred armed men would have left town to engage the invaders, and as many more would pour in from the ranch coun-try to join them. "I'll sign with you," Garvey said. Inside of thirty minutes the ap-peals for troops were on the way to Washington, and the story was spreading through the town that Cal-houn Terry had wired the President to send government troops to fight with the big outfits and their hired Texans against the settlers. Garvey brought the cattleman to the office from the hotel, and inside of five minutes of his arrival Terry and bis new partner were the own-ers of an imported pedigreed Here-ford bull. The editor hovered over them while the bargain was being struck, like an anxious hen with one chick. "All right," he sputtered. "Now you've made your deal it's time to get out of town, Calhoun." But they had waited too long. An irruption of angry citizens poured into the office through the front door to ask Garvey what he meant by signing a telegram requesting that troops be sent to help the invaders. "It had Lane Carey's name on it too, and that scoundrel Terry's," Lee Hart yelped. Horace Garvey felt goose pimples run down his back. The Diamond Reverse B men were in the shad-owed back of a press. They had slipped out of sight as the first of the group showed in the doorway. But at any moment they might be discovered. Terry and Richards came out, not with their hands up. The Diamond Reverse B manager answered the question Hart had put. "My name was on that telegram because I'm the man who sent it," he said quietly. The men who had come to ques-tion Garvey stared at Terry in sur-prise out of angry, hostile eyes. CHAPTER XXXI There was a shift in the half-circl- e of men who fixed their attention on Terry and Richards. Lee Hart had been in the foreground, crowding the editor with snarling questions. Now he was back of the big nester with the Winchester. Over the shoul-der of his shield he flung a trium-phant shout at his enemy. "Got you at last, you damn fool!" Looking round on the grim faces of these men, all armed, most of them ready to start out on a long ride to exterminate their foes, Terry guessed that never in his turbulent life had he been in more deadly peril. "Larry and Horace are not in this." he said quietly. "Garvey has not thrown you down. He's on your side still. Larry is a hired rider. He is not responsible for what the Dia-mond Reverse B has done. I'm the manager." "If Larry Richards claims he's not on yore side he keeps mighty bad company," jeered a rustler. "I'm not claiming it, Red," Larry cut in coolly. "My chips are on the table alongside those of Cal." Shrilly Garvey begged a chance to talk. "For God's sake, don't make a mistake, boys!" he cried. "Listen to me. Calhoun Terry is our friend. Take time to find out " "He's your friend, but not ours," Hart interrupted savagely. "We don't need any more time. I say, right now." A man had walked in the front door and joined the group. He was Sheriff Hart. One sweeping glance was enough for him to size up the situation. "Don't push on the wins, Lee," he said evenly. "These two men are my prisoners." "How do you mean yore prison- - Easy-to-Ma- Slip Cover Brightens a Faded Sofa Pin Fabric to Sofa for Fit. "OOD-BY- , blues! 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