SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
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Friday, March 28, 1941
Man*« Power
INSTALLMENT 8
THE STORY SO FAR:
rivaled King-Gordon In power
wealth, but he had gained his position
through wholesale cat.le rustltng and
gunplay. Their opposing Intereata came
to a showdown when the Government
announced the auctioning of the Crytng
e
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Dusty King and Lew Gordon were
Joint owners ot the vast King-Gordon
range which stretched from Texas to
Montana. When building up this string
of ranches, they continually had to fight
the unscrupulous Ben Thorpe. Thorpe
• •
CHAPTER II
press of Ben Thorpe’s ruffiians at I
An hour spent in the Wells Fargo
ofi'ce with Uie deputy commission­
er, filling out forms, signing papers,
ended as Dusty King and Bill Roper
stood with Lew Gordon on the board
walk. It was the first time the three
had had a word alone since the Cry­
ing Wolf had passed into the hands
of King-Gordon.
"Well.” said Dusty King, "we got
her "
"Maybe.” Gordon said, "this is
our chance. Maybe now we can get
the cow business on a sound basis,
here in the north, and have some
order, and decent law.”
"You’ll never get a ’sound basis*
until Ben Thorpe is bust.” Dusty
said. "What law enforcement we
got in the West is rotten through and
through with office holders that
Thorpe owns.”
"Some day," Gordon said slowly.
“Ben Thorpe has got to go.”
"Some day? Lew, we’ve got him
beat!”
King's exuberant mood of victory
was not to be dampened. “You want
law and order?" he chortled. "We’ll
show ’em law and order!”
"That puts me in mind,** said Gor­
don. **A feller passed me this here
to give to you.” He handed Dusty
King a little twisted scrap of paper,
torn off the corner of Something
else. Dusty untangled it, looked at
it a moment, showed it to the others.
Five words were penciled on it
sprawling black letters:
"Who’s this from. Lew?”
Gordon's
lips
moved
almost
soundlessly. "Dry Camp Pierce.”
Roper knew that name, without
knowing what lengths of outlawry
had brought Dry Camp Pierce to
where he was today.
Rewards
backed by Ben Thorpe were on Dry
Camp’s scalp over half the West;
probably it was as much as his life
was worth to show himself in Og-
allala now.
"This note—”
Dusty King tossed it off with a
shrug.
"Oh—I suppose Thorpe is
getting drunk some place and spout-1
ing off about what all he's going to
do to me. when he catches up."
Dusty's teeth showed in his infec­
tious grin. "I suppose Dry Camp
thought I ought to know about it"
But she broke away
"He’s right Dusty,” Lew Gordon
to bold her
said. "We do want to look out all
of us, all the time."
she said, "standing around making
"We always had to look out” an impression on each other."
Dusty scoffed.
He turned from the window, and
"It'll be the more so now. There she was laughing at him as he had
isn't anything in the world Ben thought, her mouth smothered with
Thorpe’s people will stop at Dusty." her fingers.
"Let ’em come on.”
"Come here a minute," ha said,
"We want to look out” Gordon going toward her.
said again.
She twisted from the edge of the
"If you feel that way about it" table, as if to put it between them.
said Dusty, "what was the idea of | but she was too late. His rope-hard
your working through that law we fingers caught her wrist, and held
can’t wear guns in town?”
her as easily as if he had dallied
Bill Roper said, “We could have a calf to the horn.
brought it to an open shoot-out five
"Listen," he begged her. "Lis­
years ago—ten years ago. Better if ten—”
we had.”
He caught her up. clamped an
Gordon shook his head. “Noth­ arm behind her head, and kissed
ing ever gets fixed up with guns." her hard. Hard, and for a long
Dusty King pulled his hat a little time.
more on one side so that he could
So long as she was rigid in his
wink at Bill Roper unobserved. But arms, fighting him, he held her;
he said, "He’s partly right Bill. Ben but when she stood limp, neither
Thorpe isn't just one man any more. yielding nor resisting, his arms re­
Walk Lasham—Cleve Tanner—any laxed, and Jody tore herself free.
one of a dozen others could step into She lashed out at him like a little
his shoes. It's a whole rotten or­ mustang, striking him across the
ganization has to be busted up.”
mouth. Her face was white, all that
"Ben Thorpe downed, and they’ll quick, irrepressible laughter gone,
quit” Bill Roper thought.
as for a moment she looked at him.
“Ben Thorpe down and it’s only A trickle of blood ran from Bill
begun,” Dusty countered. "Get it Roper's lips, and made a crooked
out of your head that you can fix mark on his chin, Then she turned
anything up by downing Ben Thorpe. and fled.
Not while this organization stands
When she was gone Bill Roper
in one piece. Alight be a good idea stood still, sucking his cut lips. After
for you to remember that. Bill, in a little while he went to the win­
case anything happens."
dow, instinctively turning to open
“Dusty,” Bill said, "if ever they space for his answers.
get you, by God, I’ll get Ben Thorpe
He could remember Jody Gordon
if it’s the last—”
as a little tow-headed kid, before her
"No,” said Dusty. "You hear me? hair had darkened into the elusive
No. If they get me—you’ll remem­ mi^ty brown that it was now. Or as
ber what I said. You remember a colt-legged girl with scratches on
you’re fighting a thing, and a big her shins from riding bare-legged
one; not just one man.” His face through the sage. Or as a peculiar­
crinkled in that familiar, contagious ly tempestuous, uncertain thing, nei­
grin.
"Forget it!
Dry Camp’s ther child nor woman.
But this
spooky, that’s all.”
latest phase be couldn't understand
He hooked an arm through his at all.
partner’s, and went swaggering off.
He picked up his hat, and for a lit­
Ten paces down the walk he tle while stood turning it in his
stopped, turned, and came back. hands. Then he threw it in the
He leaned close to Roper. "If any­ corner, and went searching through
thing should happen, kid—remem­ the house.
ber what I said.”
Jody was in the tallest of the four
That Lew Gordon had a daughter
was not ao surprising as that he had
only one. Single-minded, he clung
all his life to the memory of the
wife he had lost when their first
child was born.
Jody Gordon was twenty now. She
didn’t exactly run Lew Gordon; no-
body did that. But it was fairly ap-
parent that his stubborn bid for su-
premacy in western cattle was in-
tended in her behalf, and without her
would have been meaningless to
him.
Because Gordon hadn’t wanted his
girl filtering around through the
Wolf land In Montana. Bill Roper. King's
adopted son. had inspected thia territory
and found it to contain an almoat un­
believable wealth ot grass Bidding went
high at the auction, but King beat out
Thorpe to gain control of the land.
e
Delicious
Into their little cubicle flowed the
sweet air of the open prairie sweep,
inspiriting with the fresh smell of
the new grass.
She said. "Tell me about your new
ant I trouble for cooks -
Puttern No. 1313 II Is designed tor sizes
job.”
e< onomicol . Order, to­
3. 3. «. » Sint S years. Size 3 requires
lib yards ol 3S-lnch material without nap
"It isn’t new.”
day, from your grocer.
and tt yards ot rlcrue. Send order to:
•They said thnt you’d be the new
boss of the Crying Wolf. If we got
NKWING CIKIT.K l’ATTICRN lUCIT.
it." Jody said.
U» New Montgomery A«».
For more years than he could re­
San Franvlaeo
C'aUt.
member. he had been working to­
Enclos» 1S cent» In coin» (or
ward this opportunity— the chance
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to take two years, or three, with
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such-and-such cattle, on such-and-
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such land, and show that he could
pay out on market deliveries in
pounds of beef. But now—a mil­
Inscribe Your Name
lion horns and hoofs didn’t seem to
mean so much.
Live for something. Do good,
Something was here—something
and leave Ix'hind you a monu­
that wasn't any place else—not on
ment of virtue that the storm of
the long trail, not in the wild termi­
time enn never destroy.
Write
nal towns. He knew now he had to
your name, in kindness, love and
tell her that, and he dreaded it, be­
mercy, on the hearts of thousands
cause she probably would think it
Feas?-for-the - Least"
you come in contact with year by
was funny. He wouldn't look at
year; you will never be forgotten.
her as he spoke, because he didn't
No, your name, your deeds, will
want to see her laughing at him.
Need of Patience
be as legible on the hearts you
”1 don’t know as I’m so much in­
How poor arc they Diet bave not
leave behind ns the stars on the
terested as I was.” he said.
brow of evening. Good deeds will patience I What wound did ever
“Why, Billy—not interested in the
shine as the stars of heaven.— heal but by degrees?—Shakes­
Crying Wolf—nearly five hundred
peare.
Chalmers.
square miles of feeder land! What’s
come over you?”
*'I guess maybe I'm tired of rid­
ing alone,” Bill said.
"Alone? With all the outfit you'll
have—I wouldn't call it alone."
*T would. Grass country Js lonely
country." he said now, "as lonely
as the dry plains, You get to won-
. . . doesn't cough la public. Smith Bros.
dering what the everlasting cattle /~1NE little, two little, three little
Cough Drops rrlier» cough« due to cold»—
fashions
—
all
in
one
easy
pat
­
pleagantly. Two kindsi-BUik or Menthol. M.
add up to. in the course of a life.
tern
(No.
1313-B)
that
even
inex-
Then some night you know you don’t
Smith
Bros. Cough Drops are the
care what they add up to; and you perienced-at-sewing mothers con
make
with
more
fun
than
effort.
only drops containing VITAMIN A
think. ‘Damn fat beef!' ”
This design includes a sleeveless
"Why, Billy—why. Billy—”
Vitamin A (Carotene) rsites the reti ata nc » oi
pinafore, a brief trifle of bolero
mucout membranes of nose and throat to
"None of it means a damn, with­
and a sunbonnet, all as cute as a
cold infetiiont, when lack oi maiale
out you're there.” he told her. baby in a bathtub! In the flaring
ance is due to Vitamin A deficiency.
"Working cattle doesn't mean any­
pinafore alone, your tot can be as
thing. because you’ll always bave carefree and hoydenish as she
Education's Effect
Think Twice
all the cattle you need anyway; and
could wish, playing on the sands
Education makes u people easy
Think twice before you speuk or
no long trail means anything, with­
or the greensward or her own act once and you will speak and to lead, hut difficult to drive; easy
out you’re at the end of it I'm sick
backyard. When she adds the bo­
act the more wisely for it.— to govern, but impossible to en­
of long drive-trails, empty of you
lero, she’s as demurely dressed for
slave.—Lord Brougham.
Benjamin Franklin.
at the end.”
a visit to grandma as you could
There was a long, motionless si­ wish. The eye-protecting bonnet,
lence; he kept his eyes on the far of course, goes beautifully with
sand hills as presently she leaned
forward to look up into his face.
“You really mean it, don't you?”
Jody said.
Jody’s words came very faint, and
little breathless.
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A General Quiz
"Why didn't you say so before?”
He looked at her then, and she
wasn't laughing. In her eyes was a
The Queationa
new, grave light, such as he had
never seen; a warm light, a beloved
1. Who has charge of the Great
light, better than sunset to a weary
day-rider who has worked leather Seal of the United States?
2. How does the size of an elec­
Supporting Misfortunes
which actually happen, than in an-
since before dawn. Timorously, but
It is better to employ our minds licipating those which may happen
very willingly, she came into his tron compare with that of an
in supporting the misfortunes to us.—La Rochefoucald.
arms; and he held her as If she were orange?
3. Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-
not only a very precious but a very
fragile thing
For a little while it dec are characters in what story?
4. Who was the first king of the
seemed that one trail, a trail longer
BAKE DELICIOUS CAKES WITH
than the Long Trail itself, had come house of Windsors?
5. Can eclipses of the sun occur
to its end.
in any month of the year?
"Can't believe." he said at last,
his lips in her hair, "you’re sure-
The A naw er a
enough mine.”
"AU yours—all, a»”
1. The secretary of state has
They had one hour, there in the
charge
of the Great Seal.
prairie lookout tower, discovering j
2. If an electron and an orange
each other, getting acquainted as if
for the first time. The sun went could be magnified equally until
the orange was as large as the
down in a gorgeous welter of color. '
earth, the electron would still be
Jody shivered a little. "I wish
too small to be visible to the un­
Dad and Dusty would come. Espe­
aided eye.
cially Dusty.”
3. “Alice’s Adventures in Won­
“Why?”
derland.”
"He has so many enemies. Some
4. George V. The name of the
of them are dangerous as diamond- British royal family was changed
backs. It worries me when he's due to Windsor in 1917.
and doesn't get back.”
5. Eclipses of the sun, visible at
"Dusty’U take care of himself." some parts of the earth's surfaces,
Overcautiousness
Trouble’s Interest
Bill Roper chuckled, and held her have been recorded in every
He that is overcautious will ac­
Worry is interest paid on trouble
closer.
complish little.—Schiller.
month of the year.
before it is due.—Dean Inge.
One half hour more . .
Up from the town came a crazily
ridden horse, splashing mud eaves-
high under the urge of spur and
quirt.
"He'll lame his pony if he goes
down in that slick,” Bill commented.
"Now what do you suppose—”
The rider tried to pull up in front
of the house, and the frantic pony
SUCH A
swerved and slid, mouth wide open
GRAND-TASTING
to the sky. Its shoulder crashed
the fence, taking down a dozen feet
CIGARETTE
of pickets. The rider tumbled
ran up the steps to hammer on
CAMELS! and
door.
THEIR EXTRA
Roper went clattering down
MILDNESS IS VERY
stairs, pulled open the door. "Now
listen, you—”
IMPORTANT
“Bill—Dusty—Mr. King—he—”
Bill Roper froze, and there was a
long moment of paralyzed silence.
"Spit it out, man” Roper shouted
at him.
“Bill—he’s daid!”
than the average of the 4 other
"Who—who—”
largest-selling
cigarettes tested —leas than
"Dusty King’s daid Bill, they
any of them—according to Independent
gunned him — they gunned him
BUR READ—
scientific tests of the «moke itself.
down!”
nhvUed Ctrl In America“
“Who did?”
'Tain’t known. Mr. Gordon's
there; he—”
Bill Roper walked out past the
THE
cowboy stiffly, like a man gone
blind. Without knowing what he did
SLOWER-
he walked down to the gate, and
BURNING
stood gripping the pickets with his
two hands.
CIGARETTE
(TO BE CONTINUED)
the auction, getting his own boys
into fights, Jody Gordon was wait­
ing here for news of what had hap­
pened to the Crying Wolf. Bill Rop­
er vaulted the foolish little picket
gate, scuffed the mud off his boots
on the high front steps, and let him­
self in. He sent a Comanche war
gobble ringing through the house,
but Jody was already flying into the
room.
"Did you get it? Did you get it?”
“All of it!”
Jody flung herself at him, and
kissed him; so sweet, so vital, so
completely feminine that he wanted
to keep her close to him. But she
broke away again as he tried to
hold her.
"How much did tt cost?”
"Seventy cents—gold."
Jody’s breath caught "Can we
come out on it?”
"Sure we can come out on it. Not
a cent less would’ve turned the
trick. Dusty—”
Jody sat on a walnut table that
had come all the way from St Louis,
and swung her feet. The story
seemed to tickle her in more ways
than one. "I can just see you all."
IN GOD S NAME LOOK OUT
CHAPTER III
It Is Impossible to Imagine the
height to which may be curried In
a thousand yeurs, the power ot
man over matter . . . O that
moral science were In a fair way
of improvement, that men would
cease to be wolves to one another,
either or both. Thus, by repent und thut humun knowledge would
ing this one puttern time and at length ieurn what they now
»gain, you can outfit your small improperly call humanity I- Ben­
daughter for spring and summer jamin Franklin.
fun.
This little outfit looks adoruble
in red-checked gingham, flowered
percale, plnin or striped seersuck­
for
er and buttercup yellow cham­
bray, outlined with bright ricruc
healthy appetites-
braid to match or contrast.
energy for workers... saves lime
• • •
foolish towers. From here you could
see the town, and the slim, glitter­
ing line of the railroad, connecting
these far plainsmen with a world
hungry for beef.
Jody said matter-of-factly, "We’ve
got to have more loading pens, Bill."
Bill's face broke into a slow grin.
Abruptly he laid hard hands on dis­
used sashes, and broke them open.
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