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TIIE GOLD HII.L NEWS. T ill HSHAY. DECEMBER X. 1832 "No luck?" said Wally, noting the The Black Box of Silence By Francis Lynde Illu stration » by O. Irwin Myer» ( V X t S w rim ) (C « s r r i|k l k j V ü lt e a C enrS Ck. C H A P T E R I X — Continued Landis lowered his pistol, but held It In readiness. "Why did you stop here?" he asked. The man Jerked his head toward the open cowl of the car, where a dis connected itmltlon wire offered the reason for a sAp. "Go ahead and fix It," said Landis curtly. Then he picked up the dropped rifle by the barrel and struck It against a boulder, shattering the stock. "Just to keep you yaps from getting careless with somebody else," he snapped, tossing the two pieces of the disabled weapon Into the tonneau of the flivver. "Now couple up that wire and get out of here. And do It ° * k :" i.h ile the men were working at the wire, he motioned to Wally. "Look In the car and see If they’ve got any more artillery," he said; and he and Markham followed It up to where the “Tennesseeans" had parked the roadster. They waited beside the road until after the car had limped on around the next gulch looping. Then they got Into their own car and headed for Brewster. "Well." Markham said, after they had left the scene of their late ad venture a mile or more to the rear, "what's the answer? Is that wreck In the gulch what Is left of the Fleet- wing?" " I couldn't be sure. But It was an E igh t You saw that much, didn’t you?" Markham nodded. “N e x t what’s the answer to the two men in the flivver? Have you figured that out?" “No; though I more than half be lieve they were lying. It's lucky for them that I wasn't sure." "Gosh!" said Markham with a laugh. "A little while ago I said something to the effect that you might be lacking a few of the red corpus cles. I take it all back—-every last word of IL Why have you never shown me the fighting side of you before. Owen? You haven’t, you know.” Landis' smile was a mere tighten ing of the lips. “You've heard the old saying 'Be ware the wrath of a patient man,' haven't you? I'm patient, Wally— too d—d patient, I guess. As I said, Tm fed up. From this time on, by the Lord Harry, I fight for my own hand! I've been robbed and sandbagged and shot at, and the next man that tries It Is going to get the best I've got in the box!” "Gosh!” said Wally again; and this time he did not laugh. On the flight down the mountain nothing happened until they were on the stretch approaching the side road leading to Canby's mine. Here, how ever, there was a near accident As they ran down they saw a heavy truck backing out of the road leading to the mine. Markham sounded his horn, but the driver of the truck held on In a way to place the heavy vehicle fairly across the highway. I t was too late to stop, and M ark ham did the only thing there was to do if a collision was to be averted; stepped on the gas, and with a quick twist of the wheel whipped the road ster around the rear of the backing truck with no more than Inches to spare between a deep roadside ditch and the trundling menace. No word was spoken until they were speeding over the mesa road toward the city. Then Markham said. “We ought to have shot that truck driver, Owen. It would have been Justifiable homicide, don't you think?" " I don't th in k; I know," was the gritting reply. “That was one of Canby's trucks; I saw the name 'Qua- vapal mine* on It as we came up. I t ’s running in my mind that we'll have ♦o kill a few people out here, yet, be fore we're through, Wally. And by heavens. I'm telling you. right now. If they keep on asking for It, they'll get It!" CHAPTER X The Louisville Three In the evening Landis briefly an nounced his intention of going to call upon Betty. "The Stillings live away over In the western suburb," said Markham. "You'd begfer take a taxi, or the roadster.” "For safety’s sake, you mean? Not so you could notice IL I'm not dodging anybody or anything to night" “Got your war paint on, have you? Don’t want me along?" “No thanks; I'll go alone." Left to himself, Markham lighted a cigar and picked a quiet corner of the lobby In which to read. Soon Lan dis returned, the frown of his depnr tor» deepened to an unwonted scowl. scowL “No, She'd gone out somewhere— with Canby." "You didn't see the professor?" “No; he has gone to the fossil field», wherever they are. I visited with the Stillings— mostly Mr. Still Ings, In tils den." "Just friendly gossip?" “Not altogether. Betty’s been talk lng about us and that broke the Ice. The Stillings don't quite like the way she's letting Canby cut In." “That's the aftermath of his scamp- tshness out here last summer, I sup pose." "Not so much that as other things. Stillings thinks Canby Is fixing to pull off sometuing else; and that he Is using Betty In some way." “But how could Betty figure In any of his schemes?” “God knows But It's, plain Still ings believes she doee— Innocently, of course. He was cautious until he found out where we stand; then he Intimated that It was up to us to put a spoke in Canby’s wheel." “Good. You'll do I t r •'We'll both do IL As you re marked. I have my warpaint on, now.” "Anything happened to stir you up afreshr “Yes. That shooting this after noon was a planned atempt to kill us. As I was coming back across town Just now I saw a car with running- board of camp dunnage going through by the back streets. There were two men In It. and I saw them as the car came under the crossing electric. can’t trust me, I c«n be clammy, too." “Now you have got me climbing up a tree." laughed Markham. “ Why shouldn’t we both trust you?" “Why, Indeed? I ’m sure I don't know. Where are you taking me to- day?" "Ont to meet some friends Starbuck has found for us; the John Smiths." “Distinguished name,” the giggled. "But I know who they are. Mrs. John Is the daughter of CoL Dexter Bald- win, the Tlmanyonl wheat king." “ltlghL And the colonel's home, and Ihe Smith's— Hillcrest—Is a show place." “But I understand they are not at home." "They are not; they're touring the Yellowstone. It's the Smiths we're calling upon. They are running the big ranch In the colonel's absence.” In due course the blue roadster was parked In the Hillcrest garage, and In Corona Smith Miss Betty speedily found a kindred spirit. And when Smith came home and added his In sistence to Corona's urglngs that the callers stay to dinner. W ally rejoiced afreet). For Betty accepted the In vitation. calling the Stillings house over the phone to let her city hostess know where she was. After she whs through telephoning, Markham called up Landis. “Any developments?" he asked. "No,” came the answer. "Where are you?" “Out at Hillcrest, and we are stay ing for dinner. You’re not forgetting that this Is the showdown day—the twenty-eighth ?" "No; hut nobody has turned up yet. rin watching the register." “ Right again. I'll lie with you later. Call me U anything hreaka I I I j I , I I loose." liíiiiíé f o íW M M arkham Slowed Down, and as Hs Did So. Two Men Stepped Out and Signaled Him to Stop. They were the men who were shoot ing at us. They were no tin can tourists; they were gunmen, hired to follow us. They made a roundabout drive some way, and have Just got back to town." “All right; dope the rest of It out. If you can." "It's clear enough. My black box Is here, and the men who have It know we have followed them, and that they won't be .safe until they get rid of us.” “Can you carry It a step farther?" " I think so. There are four men In It. and Canby Is the fourth." “And the three others— are they the men who ran their car off the road and burned It? How can that be If they are what they have appeared to be. all along—three well-known business men of Louisville?" “I don’t know. But never mind thaL What we have to do first Is to cut Betty out of IL Let's get to bed." In accordance with the program which Landis— with Ills warpaint on —had mapped out, the two of them promptly laid siege to Miss Betty Lawson. In a week-long contest thus ushered in. Canby fought stubbornly for place, and there were numerous collisions— which seemed to afford Miss Betty no little quiet amusemenL On the seventh day, when M ark ham. taking his turn, had her out In the blue roadster, she said, “What makes you and Owen freeze up and refuse to talk when I say anything about Bert, Wally? What has he done to make you hate him?” “We have never had much to do with him, either of us," Markham evaded. Then, bluntly, "Are you go ing to marry him, Betty?” She laughed. "Do you know of any reason why I shouldn't?” “Perhaps not any reason that would appeal to you." “That Is dodging,” she retorted brightly. “As a friend don't you think you ought to tell me If there la a reason?" "Yes; and get myself written down in your black book! No, thank you, my dear." "All rig h t; don't . then. I'll ask Owen. I often wonder If boys, nice home boys like you and Owen, know how beautifully transparent you are." "Thanks; glad you find us so. It's all right to wear a glass front when one has a clear conscience, you know." "But your consciences are not clear.” “What makes you think so?" "Perhaps It Is the transparency we were speaking of." Then, "Why won't you tell me why you and Owen are out here, Wally?" “I have told you. Can't we have a vacation as well as other folks?" "That la exactly what Owen said yesterday; and It means Just as much —or as little. Let me tell you some thing, Wally, dear ; In this little round world we're living In. you get Just as much as you are willing to give—and no more." “Meaning?" "Meaning that If you and Owen After Smith had smoked an after- dinner cigar w ill) M a uatn guest In the colonel's den. he said regretfully that he'd have to excuse himself; that he was due to meet the westbound Flyer which was bringing some of his busi ness associates from the East. “It's perfectly all right." Markham assured him. “ We’ll have to be going, too. I promised Mrs. Stillings I wouldn't keep Betty out late." When the goodh.vs were said. Smith went with Markham to the garage. "You'll beat me to town.” he said; " I'll have to stop and fill up. And that re minds me; there's been ■ good bit of whisky running from the hills north of us lately, and today the sheriff gave me a tip. It's likely he and some of his deputies may be on the road be tween here and town. I f you're stopped. Just tnke It easy. Harding won't be rough with you." "Much obliged for the hinL I'll be law-abiding.” After they had driven out of the Hillcrest grounds. Markham told Betty of the warning Smith had given him. "Just so you won't be scared stiff It we should happen to be stopped," he added. "I don't scare so easily as all that." was the ready answer. "Didn't Mr. Smith say he was going to town, too?" "Yes; but he bad to stop and fill up with gas." It was not until the distant lights of Brewster came In sight that their headlamps showed them an unllghted car half hidden under the roadside cottonwoods. Markham slowed down, and as he did so, two men stepped out and signaled him to stop. Miscalculating his distance slightly, he ran a little way past the men. and when they came up he was ready with an apology. Before he could make It, the door on his side wes Jerked open and he was seized and dragged out of the car, one of the pair clamping him In a vlse-like grip while the other threw a blanket over his head. It was done so quickly that he was half smothered before he realized that this didn't at all square with what Smith had told him of the sheriff and his methods; that be had to deal, not with officers of the law. hut with the myste rious assailants who had tried from time to time to efface him and Landis. And then the fight was on. W ith bis arms fast clamped In the grip of the man behind him, Markham could not get at the bolstered pistol under his coaL But his legs were free, and a swift kick doubled the j blanketholder up and made him lose his bold long enough to enable Mark- j ham to shake his head free of the stifling folds. Instantly he backed the clamper violently againat the stand ing car, bending him over the fender until he was forced to let go to save himself from having his back broken. At that. Markham got his weapon out. but now the two were between him and the car and he couldn't tire without taking a chance of hitting Betty. The thugs saw their advantage and flung themselves upon him. the shorter of the two crouching low to grab at his legs while the other darted Into a clinch and tried to twist the automatic out of his grasp. There was a whirlwind wrestling watch, and In the midst of thia there came a glare of light and the raucous blast of an auto horn. Markham saw the headlights of an approaching car and saw Betty running to meet It. frantically waving her arms to stop It. That ended IL As the oncoming car came to a brake-squealing stand and Smith sprang out of It, the two ran for their car. gained It, flung themselves In and were gone. When Smith and Betty came run ning up, Markham was beating the dust out of his clothe«. For Betty*« sake he tried to laugh the Incident off. "Thought you said the sherllT« men wouldn't roughhouse me, Mr. Smith," he chuckled. “Good Lord—those fellows were not Harding's men; they were Ju»t plain holdup«! Are you hurt?" “ No; Just warmed up a hit, that’« all. Scare you half to dpnth, Betty’ " (TO BB CONTINUED.) LESSON IN LIFE OF LOUISA MAY ALCOTT Brave New England W om an an Inspiration. The courage that It take« to out w it the hnndlcap of poverty Is shown In the life of Louisa May AlcotL the one hundredth anniversary of whoso birth occurred on the 2Vih of Novem ber. Her father was visionary and Impractical, In advance of hla time; her mother wus a woman of sound sense and executive ability. There were four girl» to provide for and the problem was great. With a vision beyond that of her father and an executive ability worthy of her moth er. Louisa worked out this problem, within her flfty-»lx year« of life. At the age of eight, she wrote her first poem, “To a Robin": W elcom e, weloome. lit t le s tran g e r. F e a r no harm , and fe a r no d a n g er; W e are glad to see you here. F o r you elng "Sw eet S pring le near." N ow the w h ite enow m elt« a w a y ; N ow th e flow ere bloisom g a y; Come, dear bird, and build yo u r neeL F o r w e love o u r robin beet. At fifteen, she was writing more poetry, and playa and stories, and «old a story for the fabulous sum of $,' She used to Imagine thnt her mind was a room In confusion, and she was glad to put It to rights, sweeping out the useless thoughts and dusting foolish fancies nwny, furnishing It with good resolutions and new beginnings. Her first book of short stories. "Flower Fables,” »(■Id for $32, quite a contrast to the royalties received for her 1.500,000 copies of "L ittle Women." In the Interval between those two extremes, she wrote "Hospltnl Sketches" and her first novel called “Moods," which sold fairly well, and enabled her to make a trip to Eu rope, where she hnppened upon the young Polish boy who was to figure as Laurie In her "Little V itiie n ." Returning she hegnn to set down the experiences of her home life which were first called "The Pathetic Fami ly” and thought rather dull. But when a happier title was chosen It made her fortune nnd she called "Little Women” the "first golden egg af (he ugly duckling." Her own statement about the ortg Inals of the story Is this; “ Facts that are true: 'Little Women' early plays and experiences, Beth's dealh, Jo's literary, nnd Army's artistic experi ences; Meg's happy home; John Brooke and his death; Demi's char actor. Mr. March did not go tf war. but Jo did. Mrs. March la all true, only not half good enough. Laurie la not an American boy, though every lad I ever knew claims Ihe character. Mr. Lnwrencs Is my grandfather, Col. Joseph May. Aunt March Is no >ne." At thirty-six, Loulaa found her self famous. In poor health, hut she said: “ Paid up all Ihe debts, thnnk the Lord I every penny that money rnn puy, and now I feel as If I could die In peace." 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