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Friday, June 20, 1941 SOUTHERN OREGON MINER Paqe 6 ^eSMOKyy^Tj bv~ÀLAN Lt MAY 1 Easy Home Short hand Course 4 INSTALLMENT 14 Dusty King and Lew Cordon had built tip a vast string of ranches. King was killed by his powerful and unscrupulous competitor. Ben Thorpe. Bill Roper. King's adopted son. was determined to avenge his death tn spite of the opposi- THE STORY SO FAR: Wile» to find him They were attacked lion of his sweetheart. Jody Gordon, •nd her father. After wiping Thorpe by some ot Thorpe's men hiding In Rop- er a shack. Wilce escaped, but Jody out of Texas. Roper conducted a great was captured. Roper was approaching raid upon Thorpe's vast herds in Mon one ot his own shacks when he no tana. Unable to reconcile her father ticed outposts keeping a caretui watch with Roper. Jody set out with Shoshone i • • a e main unskilled nt a disadvantage in Job seeking. 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Boston may be far at sea, could neither see the man who had got some notion of trying to get you 1 He shook Shoshone Wilce. The lit Concord Bridge may be a structure fired nor guess his target He waited and her old man together again.” tle man groaned once, then came Beyond visibility; five minutes, gun ready, then stood ' “A fine chance!” full awake with the sudden response Distance in this war la shrinking up and moved his pony down-slope i “That's what I told her. But ; of an animal. And it quite disturbs our sleep into a shallow draw in which it was she—” Without the snow the rock-like im- To regard the North Church belfry hidden by the brush. Moving cau- | “Why in God's name,” Roper ' penetrability of the overcast sky As upon the briny deep. tiouslv, he proceeded north along flared at him again, “didn't you go 1 would have made the night utterly the cut seeking the position of the after help?” black, but the ghostly pallor of the II man who had fired. “I figured I'd get strung up for snow had the effect of faintly modi Paul Revere once watched for lan- Through the hillside brush a figure fying the darkness. The eye might terns moved, crouching so low that his sure." Shoshone said flatly, “if I possibly have made out a moving From a farnous Chnrlcstown dark shape resembled a bear. Aft went and told Gordon what I’d done. dark shape at ten yards; beyond shore— er a moment Bill Roper was able to I wanted to come for you. but nat- that there was nothing but a muf But he now needs long-range glasses make out that the approaching man urally I didn't know whcre you’d went The only thing I could figure fling blackness. That will take in Labrador; carried a light carbine. "You lead out.” Roper said. His He must watch a lot of steeples The man with the carbine moved out I better try to ghost around On some Arctic stretch of land swiftly down the hillside, sliding on these hills and maybe whittle 'em voice was instinctively hushed, even at this distance from the enemy. And must look tor signals flashing the hard crust of the snow, but sur down to my size." “You say there are seven men in "You’ve had more chance to study From some Indian coral strand. prisingly silent in the brush. The watched man dropped into the the cabin,” Roper asked at last; the lay than me." Ill ravine, angling toward the bend “two wounded?” Shoshone Wilce delayed. “Bill,” he Shoshone nodded. "They ain’t all said, "I lay thinking about this time Now "the muffied oars" must cover where Roper stood. Bill Roper pulled himself out of the gully. He in the cabin all of the time. Seems for a long time, after you was Lots of distance, wild and rough. was crouched in dense brush, gun in like they must have had the girl tell asleep." A dogged stubbornness And the epic Charlestown rowboat hand, as the scout appeared below 'em that she come here to meet came into his tone. “I figure we Must do ocean-going stuff; him. you. Naturally they’d think you can probably take the cabin. And if Paul was once a local rider— Roper stood up. "Steady,” he knew she was coming. Most likely we take the cabin without fighting And we owe a lot to him. said. they figure that if I ain't dead I’m we’ve got a chance to get away But But he now must get around more— The man in the draw jumped as carrying you word that will bring if so much as one shot is fired—Bill, And must teach his horse to swim! if he had been struck; but as ht you here a-kiting. So they're hold the outposts will close like a b'ar raised his hands he straightened SO ing her there now until they see if trap. I don't see no way we can IV that Roper saw his face. they can't get you. I ain’t watched ever get clear.” Now he stands beside his saddle His captive was Shoshone Wilce. By the sudden frozen silence, Sho- And he wonders what to do “By God.” said Shoshone. “I was shone Wilce was able to sense Bill As he keeps an eye on Dakar never so glad to see anybody in my Roper's anger. Trinidad and Suez, too; life!” “I wish to God,” Bill Roper said As he watches for new doings Roper’s voice bit like frosty ice. With that classic "eagle search." at last "I had Hat Crick Tommy “You know where she is?” j here, or Tex Long; or even the very He may catch a warning glimmer "Yeah.” said Shoshone. “Yeah, I From a Madagascar church. ! greenest kid cowboy that's riding know where she is.” [ the range with them, somewhere to- Roper dropped into the gully to V | night. I need one other man for this snarl close into Shoshone’s face. “Is j job. It wouldn’t take an especially Mystic once was in New England, she alive? Is she all right?” i brave man, or smart man, nor a But who thinks it there today? "Oh, yeah, sure,” Wilce assured i real good gunfighter. I just need Medford cocks now crow in Iceland him. “She’s alive, all right Don’t one fairly good man. But I haven't Or perhaps in Baffin Bay; seem like she's hurt any. I—” | even got that!” It was one o'clock, they tell us. "Don't seem like?” Roper repeat When Paul got to Lexington . . “Bill, I only claim—look. Bill: I ed. “Damn your hide, where is But the journey was a land trip— ain’t afraid of 'em. I only—” she?” And was not an ocean run. “Bill, seems like them buzzards “You ain’t afraid.” Bill Roper re have her down there at that cabin, peated; "no—not much. But when VI and won’t leave her loose. the guns spoke, you left a girl down It was two o ’ clock at Concord- “Who won’t?” under her horse in the snow—maybe Then a Massachusetts place— “Bill. I don’t know who.’ hurt, maybe dead—and you ran for Not a village in the Azores "Well, how the devil did she get your life.” Or a borough near Cape Race; there?” When Bill Roper had said that, Paul heard "Me," Shoshone said. He met Rop both were utterly still, while a man Then the flocks that bleating er’s eye bleakly. Obviously, he knew might have counted a hundred. Were all flocks quite close at band that he was in trouble here, Shoshone's voice was flat and dead. Never flocks in far-off Narvik brought her." “Is that the way it looks to you?” Or some spot off Newfoundland. "Why in all-” "Look at it yourself." “She would have come anyway. “Then,” Shoshone said, “I guess VII Bill. She was dead set on locating there ain’t anything more to say.” Middlesex was then non-shifting. you. She didn't have nobody else to He stood up. ride with her. I figured you'd soon Not transferable each week; “They’re taking an awful "There's this to say,” Bill Roper It was not in mldatlantic er Td try to bring her direct to chance,” Roper said. said. "You’re going to work with you, so somebody would be with And 'twas not in Martinique! her, than have her wandering loose those fellers for fifteen years with- me tonight because I haven't got Distance isn't what it once was— anybody else. You’re going to do around the country by herself, . A out knowing how they work.” Now our shores, so we hear. ‘ exactly what I say. and when I say, Can be somewhere close to China. bartender in Miles told me you "They’re taking an awful chance,” without any back talk or question. were here, and we rode here, And Crete, Suez or Finlstere. Roper said, iron death in his eye. I You make one slip tonight and the then—and then—” "If I rode in here, warned, with West won't hold you, nor the world "Well, then—what?" L' ENVOI my wild bunch—” won't hold you, and you’ll answer to “As I come into the valley," Sho- So to wait to "see the whites of“ "It ain’t such a bad chance they’re me in the end. You hear me?” shone said, “seemed to me like Hostile eyes brands you a dope— taking,” Shoshone contradicted. “Okay,” Shoshone said in the Unless you are tensely squinting something was wrong. But I couldn’t “Night and day their outposts are same flat, dead voice. make out what We come up to the Through a big Lick telescope; out Two men can check the whole cabin careful and slow, in the dark. "One thing more,” Roper said. So we give Revere the curtain country daytimes, so they can see But they seen us coming and they As a far out-dated lad you coming twenty miles. You only "If we make a quiet job, we’U try laid for us, I guess. Before we And we shoot his horse quite to go out slow and quiet the three got here because you come up knew what had busted, they gunned blithely— through the timber to the south, on of us together. Otherwise, you take her pony down, and they drilled But it leaves us pretty sad! the trail from Miles—the last way Jody’s lead rope and ride like heli. mine twice so bad that I bad to turn • • • Six miles below here, near the creek, they’d figure you’d come. Nights him loose. Most likely he's dead The trouble is that too many there are more men on lookout than there’s a kind of a brush corral. by now. I—” Shoshone hesitated. that, near as I can make out and You and the girl will wait for me Americans think of an unlimited “And you run out and left her,” their lookout is strongest just be there. Wait for me until daylight emergency as meaning tire trouble Bill filled in for him. during a week-end auto trip, a slight fore dawn—I suppose Iron Dog begins to come; then go on.” “Bill, I swear. I wouldn’t have They moved down into the valley traffic congestion on the way to the taught ’em that trick in the old days, done nothing like that, not for no always striking just before daylight, of the Fork, walking fast. When they bathing beach or a shortage of auto amount. Thing was, they was all and now they can’t get it out of had dropped into the bed of Fork parking space for the hired hands. around me; I couldn't see where to • • • their heads. Night and day they got Creek itself they moved northward, shoot or who they was. I figured ponies saddled. If ever they spot following its windings, for what A blackout may be tried in New first it was your own boys, mak ted your wild bunch riding in, they’d seemed a long way; but no sign of York soon. It is going to be a terri ing a mistake, and after I seen it approaching dawn yet showed, and ble order for the average New York be almighty hard to catch.” wasn’t, I just figured to keep in a “If only,” Roper said, "the wild Roper felt that they had plenty of er to have to find the delicatessen fighting position, you might say, and bunch was going to ride in! But it time. As they at last passed the and drug store in the dark. close in first chance. Only—" point where the cabin stood, invisi- isn ’t” “Only you never saw any chance,” “Maybe there's some way we ble in the dark, Shoshone indicated The Nazis have perfected the art Roper said with contempt. its location with raised arm; but of jumping out of planes, but the "Well, no; there’s seven of ’em could fake it, so they'd give up and they moved on fifty yards farther, so time will come when they will have down there. Bill, and they keep an clear out I figure they'd leave the that they might approach the cabin to solve the problem of Jumping awful steady watch. And I been girl behind if ever they set out to from the north. back. scouting ’em steady ever since. run.” Cautiously now, Shoshone climbed "I’m going down and smoke ’em Sometimes I get in a long shot at the bank, silent as the Indians with CANDIDATES FOR THE FIRING one or another of ’em. This car out,” Roper said through his teeth. whom he had spent his youth. Turn SQUAD bine don’t carry so very good, but "Pm going to smoke ’em out before ing, he gripped Bill Roper’s arm. j I plugged two of ’em; don't know the sun ever comes up again, and I’m very sick of lots of things, His words were whispered close to | you’re going to help me.” how bad.” But of nothing more today Shoshone nodded. “If we tackled Roper’s ear. “How do you know she wasn’t Than golf stars striding four abreast "One of the night guards is out To the camera man’s "Okay!" shot or hurt when her horse went ’em just before daylight, when the about five hundred • • • down?” Roper demanded. “By God, outpost is strong and the cabin is that-a-way, yards.” he whispered; “about in line ’ Shoshone, if you let anything hap weak—” What America needs more than with where you see that big dead ! They talked it over for a long pen to that girl—” anything else is a good flve-cent "They let her walk outside some time. In the hidden gulch where pine.” dime. Roper could see no dead pine. It • • • times during the day,” Shoshone Shoshone had been holing up they said. “That's how I seen she's all made coffee and cooked meat, and annoyed him that Shoshone’s eyes Elmer Twitchell can’t help won were better than his own—as good completed their plans. right.” dering how long it is going to take “We can get in,” was Shoshone’s as the eyes of an Indian, or a lynx. ( radio advertisers to realize that "Can you make out who the bunch verdict at last. "We can get in, and “I’ll leave my carbine standing nothing loses them more customers down there is?” “I figure they’re some Thorpe gun we can take the cabin. But God just outside the door,” Shoshone than having the war commentators squad, out after your scalp. I figure knows how we’re ever going to get said. “I only want it for later, after abruptly turn from the latest crisis we’ve took to the horses.” they was laying to gun you. And out.” into a spiel on hair tonics, shoe pol ’Tve got a plan for that,” Roper now that they got the girl, I figure “That’s all right,” Roper said. ishes and spinach dressings. that they aim to hold her for bait, said. “But you remember this: If there’s • * • He wouldn’t tell Shoshone what It any trouble in the cabin, you stand kind of.” ’DELAYED IN TRANSIT’ Shoshone fell silent, and Roper, was. and fight! Because if you don’t. I’ll Whenever I zoom up an elevator, deep in thought, let him rest turn and plug you myself, if it takes I get there first—my stomach later! my last shot to do it.” CHAPTER XX “You’re most likely right,” Roper —Lee A. Cavalier. said morosely at last. “There’s four “Okay.” • • • There were no stars when Roper ar five of these Thorpe war parties Roper went ahead now, walking The North Carolina, Just launched, out after me; and this could easy be roused himself in his blankets, and boldly across the snow. Better, he is the first battleship built by this one. But of all the infernal luck I he had no mechanical means of tell- thought, to simulate the casual ap country in 18 years. And yet Uncle ever saw—What did Jody want with proach of friends than to depend Sam would resent it if called a dope. THIS it A me? Did she tell you?” upon a hope of complete surprise. a s a "Thorpe has made up his mind As he raised his hand to the door ’’In-Laws and Canned Dinners to kill her old man,” Shoshone said. a strange thrill of dread momen Cause High Divorce Rate, Says “I went and told her, because I tarily stirred him at the thought that Judge.”—Headline. Bunk. Judges thought you’d want her to know, ao Jody Gordon was inside — with are the cause of the high divorce aha could maybe look out for him whom? rate. some. But the old man wouldn’t MAK Of fINE fICTlON (TO BE CONTINUED) KKAIIEK NOMK SKRVICB 117 Minna St. San Francisco, Calif. Enclose 10 cents in coin for your copy of SELF INSTRUCTION IN SHORTHAND. 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