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The Beaverton Review FRIDAY, DEC KV B KR •, IM S The Everlasting Whisper, By Jackson G regory C H A P T E R X I — Continued At l«M Brvvdl* returned l t d flood looking from Gloria to Gretton. “ On* of you know*," h* «aid abort ly. *1Vh]<-* one?" •I n r « r to God—" b «fin Gretton. “ Shot apt Thao Ifa y o u r Tbo Uttls, abJoy bla* ay««, nernr ao coldly »▼II, draw har awn frightened »yea, fascinated and hold them. “ You know.' " 1 don't know! All I k n o w -" "P o n t 11a to m *! It*t1 do yon ao good.** Ha lifted a hand and bald It avar har, th* anonnooa Anger« apart and rigid. "H I maka you tall P* "listen to at*," ah* managed to cry oat. *1 don’t know. I tall you. Bat I know «b a r* It night bo. In a ptac* you would nevsr think of looking. HI tail yon—If yon will krap your band* off me! ril make a bargain with yon. I l l show you the place; If thera’t gold there. I don't car* »h at happen« to It —If you'll only agree to 1« ma alone —to let me go—" Hrodl* laughed al her. Bat Beuny cried oat: "O f conrae we'U let yoo go! What •do yoo tuppoae we want of yoe? One# we get oar hand* on It ah* can go, Bmdle. Tall her to. you big—" "Sure." »aid Brodle. with a wide grin. “It ain't woman we're after thti 'trick; It’« something better." " I —I am not «are what you'll And." whispered Gloria. “ I only know that— Oh. dear God. I hop« you And all the gold In the world r Hastily ahe ran by Brodle toward the dark end o f th« cave. Then aha «topped and tried to think: how many pace« had King said? She came back to the Are; thirty. thirty-five! She began counting aa ahe walked whlla they watched her wondering and fol lowing «lowly after her. She found several boulders la her path; but she had aot gone far enough She kept oo; thirty, thirty-two. thirty three— She coaid hardly see aboat her. Sh« stumbled against a rock la her way. "Try here." she said. Already Bro dle and Steve Jarroid were at her aide "This rock. See If It will move— " They thrust her roagbly aside Brodle set down his rifle, laid his big hand« on the boalder. and as If It had weigh, j only ten ponnds, toaaed It oat of the way. He knelt, feeling along the ground. A sadden about burst from him: “ Down here! There's a big hole; there's a dark cave underneath. That'* where It Is?" They brought fagots; at the edge of the hole they hastily built another Are They crowded round, peering down. Brodle set his legs over the opening, called to the Italian to grab bla rifle and keep an eye on Gloria and Orat ion, and went down. The others crowded shoot the bolt, waiting Im patiently for him to go through, and then began piling down after him. Gloria coold see their figures dimly. Bhe heard them calling back and forth excitedly. Suddenly they were silent Then there were swift muttering*. And then a great, triumphant raany- tolcsd about In Ous Ingle's treasure cache they had at last come to Ous Ingle's treasure And. among other thing», to the skeleton of Ous Ingle himself, sprawling here for sixty years in the dark over a great heap of gold. bruised, har hands and arms wounded from many a Jagged rock aa aba had goo* back and forth carrying heavy loads, want with the others Into the lowest care la which already Ih* gold had baan stowed away. Sh* sank down wearily; aba closed bar ayes rather than watch tha man about thair Are, ««tin g noisily, drinking noisily from tbalr bottles which Slav« and Tony bad brought from thair other camp. Trying lo remain unnoticed tn tha shadows was Oration. llrodta caught np a big place of dried beef and gnawed at It Ilka a dog. •’It's bean a day’s work, at that," ha H id with a full mouth. "But wa ain't dona I noticed how no man has u ld a word about how wa split what wa found." "Thera's five of ua" H id Benny quickly. “ Wa split It flv* ways. avan. Ilk* pardnars." Brodle turned on him slowly, still rending at his s m I. still clutching his rlfl* and bolding It ao that no man might forget that ha bald it. “ Think ao, BennyT" ha H id ponder oualy. "Being as I’va worked oo this lay a long tlma, since 1 let you others In on It. a'nca I led you to It—think that's tha fair way to split It? Now suppoH you listen to mo. You boys ain't mentioned a split because It was non* of your H y and you knew It Say. In round numbers—but there’s tan time* that—that there's a million dol lars tucked away ter*. I get Just half that; that leave* half a million, don't Itt That's five hundred thousand to split between foor of y o o ; that's over a hundred thousand for every man Jack o f you. And that's what 1 call a fair sp lit" They growled In their throats al that. bat no man took It upon himself to speak out definitely though they glanced sidewise among themselves. Benny, who always had a thought of his own. H id qnletly: "What are yoo doin' aboat Grattonl He'll claim his share, won't be? And. If yon H y him no, he’ll shoot his face off. won't hef* “ No." H id Brodle heavily. "Grat ton wont talk. Grattoo stole grub. When grab-stealing was tha same aa slitting a man's throat He's done, that's what be t o r With a swift gee- rare his gun was at his shoulder. A strangling cry broke from Orat ion's agonised souL A band, wildly ootthrown. caught at Gloria's sleeve. "Yon. there." called Brodle, "staud aside. Colesa you’re wanting yours, too!" Grattoo was pressing tight to Gloria, seeking futilely to get behind her. He began to articulate—to beg—to prom- Brodle fired. A great reverberating roar filled the cavern. Gloria, her brain gone suddenly numb, felt the grip on ber arm tighten convulsively. Then It relaxed—slowly. Oratton was sinking— Gloria pat her bands over ber eyes and screamed. Again and again her «cream broke from ber. She tried to draw back, to run. But all ber strength was gone. She crumpled and settled down almost as Oratton bad done, and so close to him that she brushed him with ber knee. She felt the body twitch. She leaped to her feet and ran blindly, screaming. She (truck against tba rock wall and Hnk down again. Tha wonder was that ahe did not C H A P T E R X II awoon outright Aa It was, ber soul j Bwen Brodle, whose will bad at all seemed to float dizzily out of ber body She times directed, was now absolute dic and through ao utter dark. thought that ah# waa dying. As though tator. Big and brutal and furlees. drunken with gold, be loomed above bis acroH a vast distance aba hurd companions, driving them, commanding voices. "W e ill" It waa tha man who had them, sweating violently that they 'would do what ba told them to do or dona tha shooting, bis vole« truculent "Anybody got anything to n y l Say : he'd dash their brains out "W e’ra going down to tha lower It quick. If yon have." Thera waa a silence. Then a shuf -eavt," said Brodle "Everything we Then an answering can pry loose Is going down with ns. fling o f feet It was We’ll pitch the loose chunks o f gold i voice, thin and querulous ;©var tbs cliff and w all stow ’em array Benny. somewhere else— where King, If things "H e had K coming." ba H i d ugeriy. .break some way wa don't look for, "Any Judge wonld H y so. Btols «very I won't find 'em t What's mors, w* movs bit o f grab when stealing grab to the , our camp from down tha canyon ro tha nm e as catting a man's throat Jbit jeavs below. Steve Jarroid. you and Uka you Hid, Brodle Ha bad It com Tony era elected to that Job. and ing. You done righ t" "Ton, Jarroid," demanded Brodle | you’d better get a move on. Bring np • what grub’s left, and th« blankets and “Got anything to H y ? " 'stuff. Tha rest o f ua will start in "No. Benny's right Hs bad It com firing gold overboard and putting It ing. D— n foal." |somewhere more safe—all that’s loos«. "And yon, Brail? And yoo, Tony? (Now move! Coma ahead, you other Got anything t* H y ? Talk Ursly 1" i fellows. Ton, too, Oratton; w « ain’t Brail and Tony, Uka tha others be • forgot yon. Ton can help. And so fore them, wer« quick to s x c u h Bro- ean you," whirling on Gloria. "Wom dle's a ct They spoke briefly and ra- an or no woman, you got handa and ispaad Into silence Thao, beginning fa e t r far away and coming closer with tha Night, pitch-black, had come when spaed af an onrashlng hurricane • they had dona. Gloria, scarcely able Gloria heard heavy feat crunching In klO aland Iran exhaustion, her body th* dirt and gravgL £ ugd mCKJE, THE PRINTER’S DEVIL The Beaverton Review Copyright by Chari*« Scribner's «on« W.N.U. gripped ber ahonlder. Jerking har lo har feet "You. friend," H id Brodle "What have yon got to n y about It?” "Don't forget who ah* to." * her vole* waa Hying. Steve xrrold's. “ It«member what I told you. W* got to think thto oa t Sh* cam* along with King." Brodle turned away from ber. Hto mood waa not so soon for a woman. "See ah* keeps her mouth abut," he H id threateningly. " I f ahe ain't got senn enough for that ahe ain't got tenae enough to go on living. Don't let her go. That's all I got to H y aboat her right now." She made aa uncertain step toward tha mouth o f tho ra ve Ono clear thought and only on* formed tn her mind. As she had never longed for anything In her life, she yearned for Mark King. "Mark I" she screamed. ’ Mark King I Sava me." Jarroid clapped a big dirty band over her month. Sh* grew silent cow ering. She heard a sound of some thing dragging and could not bide her fascinated eyee Thus she watched as Brodle gripped (ha alack of Oral- ton's coat shoulders and shoved the body out Into tho snow. Rha even marked how the living man spat after Iha dead. “Go to tha coyotes." ha muttered. 'They're your kind." Gloria knew that If she took a step Jarroid would clutch ber again. 8o she stood very stilt Brodle came back and threw some wood on the fire and squalled down over the provisions seeming to bo taking slock of them. He brooded over tho fire, giving no sign of noticing ber. “ Let mo go.” the u ld to Jarroid. "I am sick. I'd die here. Picas« let me go." Jarroid shifted and looked to his companions. Benny shook hi« bead. "There ain't no burry." be stated Judicially. "Where Is King?" asked Brodle. " I don’t know," she answered, speak ing with difficulty. “ I . . . Oh. for God’s uke. let me go I won’t say anything about wbat i «aw ; I promise. If you will only let me go." “ They promise easy and break prom ises easier," H id Jarroid. Benny came np and touched Brodle on the shoulder. The squatting man started and scowled. Benny stooped and whispered. Brodle got up heavily and together the two withdrew, going further back tn the car«. They talked but Gloria could not catch the words Soon they gave over their whisper Ing and came back to the fire, where Brail and tha Italian looked up at them sharply. Hera was another guarded conference among the fonr. Brodle made a last remark and toughed; the others laughed after him, and the four looked toward Jarroid and Gloria. Gloria waa quick to lee that Brodle bad sat bis rifle away somewhere against tbs rock trail tn tbs shadows Only Brail still clang to bis gun; If he should set It aside— If there should corns a moment when she could slip to ths care’s mouth—In tha out side dark, despite tha deep snow, ahe would at least har« a chance to es cape from them. "It's time wa had a little talk." Hid Brodle out o f a abort silence. "With out anybody's skirt listening In. Leave her back there, further from tba front door. Jarroid. Where sha can't get an earful, and where aha can't maka a getaway; you coma an over her« a mlnuts" Gloria mad« no resistance but Hnk I «sued »very ton. Oregon. Friday at urday eve. Th* guests were Mr. and Mm. Frank A. Smith of Port Beaver land and Mr. and Mrs. Francis Livermore. Entered as second-class mall mat Mies jo y Cottinghem of Sealtl* down limply wher» Jarroid left har ter Dec. 9, 1822 at tho I'uatoffice visited with Mias Katherine Beach and watched him aa ha slouched over at Beaverton, Oregon, untlar the from Sunday until Wednesday. The to Iha firs A few tlmra aha heard act of March 8, 1870. young ladies are members of the them laugh; she could distinguish Bro- Pi Reta Phi Society and were friends dle's throaty, bull Iona and Benny's at the (J. o f 0. J. II. Ilulett, Editor A Publisher nervous cackle llrall and the Italian There will be a benefit turkey H id little; thay wore men lo follow shoot held at the Ed Johnson borne where other men ted. at Aloha, one-half mile north of m •Vome her«." commanded Bmdle. the highway on Vista Av*., nest She storied, lie was calling to ber I LOCAL NKWS I Sunday. Mr. Johnson has some She gol up and moved forward alowly. s- -# fine tortays to offer. It waa obey or bo dragged to him. Dewey the Plumber haa Install “ Oration's, then King's, Him Grat Th* Whlt/ord Women's club met ion's again?" Brodle rhuikli-d. "I ed 2 Fairbanks-Morae automatic wa at the home of Mr* B. F. TVmple- work, one for ton on Wednaday with a good at don't car« whose before Oration's the ter systems last first time; but whose after Oration's Mr*. Ruby Boyd and one for W. tendance. Roll call, sewing and soc tha last time, that's It I Who are you II. Oral!», Beaverton Route 3. ial co venation took up the time for, Brlgbt-Kyra? Me or Steve?" Mr and Mrs. N. A. Byfteld en IVebcioua refreshments were served " N o T she cried, her handa al her By the hostess. breast “ NoI I am not like that! I tertained with a dinner party Sat was not Grattan's; I am . . . I a n Mark King's w ife!" “ 8.1 r adm'tted Brodle good hit moredly. "Well, that cuts no lea; It s open and shut you'd gone hack lo drat ton. Now, come over here Closer Come over hero and glva ua a kiss' Ha Jerked from hit pocket a dull lump, one of the smaller, richer nug gels "I'm no plncher; come across and I'll give you a whole handful of gold!" nts ton# waa playful. But Jarroid cut In leas playfully: "Leave her alona. Brodle," he ad vised. “ She don't cotton to you. aud. what's more, whose gold It It. anyhow? Ws ain't divided yet. And ahe . . . Well, If ahe belongs to anybody, she's mine!" “Sor Brodte'a monosyllable wus expressionless "Well, t was asking her. And «he ain't answered yet." Fast ss tbs girl's heart heat, her thoughts sought to lly faster. These men were brute*; here she began, and, alas, here she ended. Hhe had never known what brute meant; sh* had called Mark King that! And now, If only Mark King could hear her call, could come to her. . . . But that was leas thought than prayer. In a mo ment sh* would feel upon her either the hands of Brodle or the hands of Jarroid. There waa but one thing left to do. but on* part to play— Oh. G—d. If sh* could play the part I She struggled mightily for s calm utter ance. And In the end the u ld In a lone which the managed to make full of challenge; "Which of you 1s the better man?" They stared at her, all o f them pus- sled by her change of attitude at by her words Then Brodle, with s noisy explosion of laughter, smote bla thigh. "Ths better man!" he shmitsd. “ Hear ber. Steve, old horse? The bet ter man I" He lunged to his feel. " I l l go you. Steve. Th* tody's right; she goes to ths man who’s man enough to get her. Thnt's big Swen Brodle. tbs heat mnn In these mountains I I'll go you for her. Steve. By Q— d, tbs's worth It. too." Bnt Steve Jarroid u t where he w ts glaring. "She’s sly." he granted, cursing be fore and after. “Can't yon see what she's np to? She wants us to fight one another; she'd be glad If we both killed one another. You don't under stand women, Bmdle; they're sly, like cats." Brodle extended hts great hands, the Angers crooked, curving slowly Inward, like steel hooks. "I can eat yoo alive, and yon know tt, Steve." be mocked. “ Whir's mors, sbt knows It I That’s what she wants; shs’s picked me. Steve I That's Just her way of letting you down easy; she don't aim to hurt your feelings. Will yon come on and take a fall for her? ; Or Is the tody mine? What’s ths word; speak op. man!" 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