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'rtronsDAY, r-Knm?Aitv 12, 1&25
Tltfc SMlINOfmn NEWS
It's toasted to in
crease the good,
of the Kentucky
A regular man's
smoke and delicious!
J Ou nrorrtecxi by
William MacLeod Raine
CHAITKH 1 A.tventurniia ami reck
laaa, rather Hum ci ilnili.il, ami eM-lti-d by
lliiuor 1 urly 1'IuiuIi.mi uml Ina hum
Mao both pi ai I li ull v iin-ti" h"'n, hrioni"
IllVoWtll 111 II llOl Hi' Mi .llltif ml pnturc
rU(ioa!riK of llm hIiiIi-ii Mm Ik In tut town
Of Huguitrhri, Aria:, llm hunt! miaia'i'Ji.
Curly and Ma partner kluylng In tuwri.
'J'liey am awuKi-iK-il hihI tnUl it-piianf la
In town 111 pmmill of tiiHin. Tlity -nnla
(hair puraiicia. Ilciljki'il next lny, Mur
la kill J hy thn im.ixi' mul t'uily iiimiIo
raptlva, aflr lis hit :il .n( ni ami lilm
aaff brnn wouncluil. Tliu iii.ni allot la
"Wlnit Mliutit tin1 boss?" nski'il Jake
"Tell you more iiiiiiiirrow morning."
'Io you mi tin Hint 1 1 that In- tuny
not get well?" Curly 1 1 1 1 t 1 out, Ins
voice not u 1 1 steady.
Doctor l'roMi I ii . U ' I nt 1 1 1 in curious
ly. Somehow this lioy did not tit tin
specifications oT i In desperado that
llUll beell poured lulo Ills CIIIH.
"Don't know yet. Won't iiuil;i' nny
promises." i 1 1 ; i I liri'ii examining
Hie wouinl In u hiisltics--llko way.
"Iooka like the bullet's Mill lu there.
Have to give you mi iiiii'slln'lk' while I
til it It out."
"Nolhlii' doing," retorted I'lumlrau.
"You roil ml up Hie lll In lliere and I'll
.(and the grief. When this lend hyp.
dermic Jabbed inlo my iirm II sorter
gave Ine one of Ihcui nunie what d'-je-eull-'eiu
mill tine's n plenty for me."
"It'll hurt." the Utile man explained.
"F.Xpect I'll tlnd that out. Ho to It."
ltrowu had not heeii lor llilrly veins
carrying a medicine cn.se across the
dUNty deserts of the I'roiiller without
learning to know' men. lie made no
further prut et hut set to work.
Twenty minute luier Curly lay hack
on the hunk with u sudden falnnics.
He whs very white nhout the Hps, hut
lie had not once flinched I'roiu the lu
ll tru merits.
The prisoner glanced Inward his
guards uml his voice fell to u husky
whisper. "Say, Doc. 1'nll Cullison
through. Don't let hiiu die."
"limp! Do my bent, young fellow.
fcjuBUia to luo yuu'iu thinking ot that
i m if
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U X W T
Say, Doc. Pull Cullison Through."
r.riiwn took up his ledlclno case
and uciit hack to the hoiiv..
At the End of the Road.
furl.x'g wooden face told nothing; of
what he whs thinking. The llrxt nr
tlcle of the creed of the frontier Is to
he jriitue. Hood or had, Hie last test of
h mini Is (he way he takes his medi
cine. So now youiiK Handrail ate his
dinner wth a hearty Hppetlte, smoked
cigarettes Impassively, and occasional
ly chatted with his guards casually
and as a mutter of courae. Deep with
in hlui was a tcrrlhle feellnj: of sick
ness at the disaster that hud over
whelmed Mm, hut he did not Intend to
play the qultler.
As the daV hean to wear out two
riders from the I'.ar Douhle M reached
the ranch and were hroii;rht In to Iden
tify lilni as (he horse thief. The two
were Moloney and Kite Hotillls, neither
of 'heiii 1'rlcmls of the young rustler.
The loreiiiini In particular was u wet
hlanket to his chalices.
"V(iu'e not the right man all right."
he said to I'.uck wllhnut answering
Handrail's cool uod of recognition.
"What sort of u reputation hua lie
pot?" P.uek asked, lowering his voice
Kile did not take Hie trundle to low.
er his. "Hud. Always hcen a tough
character. Friend of liud Hill Cranston
ami Soapy Stone."
"I don't know anything against Hit
kid. harrliiif that he's been a little
wjjd'lulvueU'stltlod. "A ud I reckon v
vTe aliH y of us prize Sumlliy si hool
winners for that mutter."
Ae Ituck turned to leavw Uie hmik
house the hoy touched hlui ou the arm
"How iiliout Cullison V" he usked.
I'.ut Ituck would not liave It that
way. "What ahotit hlui?" he demand
ed out loud, his voice grating like
steel when It grinds.
"Is he how l he ih-ing?"
"What's eatln' you? Ain't he dying
fa at enough to suit you?"
Klandruu slirunk from the cruel
words, as a schoolboy dies fro.n his
teacher when he Jumps at him with a
It was taen that Maloney made a
friend of the young man for life. He
let a hand drop carelessly on Curly's
shoulder nud looked nt him with n
friendly smile In his eyes, just ns If
he knew that this wan no wolf but a
poor tlog up against U hard.
"Doe thinks he'll make it all right."
Hut there were times when Curly
wondered whether It would make any
difference to liliu whether Cullison got
well or not. Something Immediate was
In the air. l'ubllc oiJnlon was sifting
down to a decision. Most of these men
were up to the average for the milk
of huinim kindness. They were the
squurest citizens In Arizona. Dut Flan
drau knew they would snuff out his
life Jusrt the same If they decided It
was best Afterward they might re
gret It, but that would not help hlru.
Darknoiia came, and the lamps were
lit. Again Curly tite and smoked and
chatted a little with his raptors. Hut
us he sat there hour after hour, feel
ing death creep closer every minute,
cold shlvirs ran up and down his spine.
They began to question him, ut tlrst
casually mid CHrvlessly, so It seemed
to Curly. Hut presently he discerned
a drift lu the tsilk. They were trying
to llnd out who had been his partners
lu the rusding.
"And I reckon Soapy and Had Hill
left you lads at Saguache to hold the
uck," Ituck Miggestvd sympnthet ically.
Curly grew wary. He did not Intend
to betray his accomplices. "Wrong
guess. Soapy ami Had Hill weren't In
this ileal." he uimwered easily.
The foreman of the Har Double M
Interrupted Impatiently, tired of trying
to pump out the Information by
finesse. "You've got to speak, Flau
tlruu. You've got to tell us who was
engineering this theft. Understand?"
The youug rustler looked at the
trim frowning face and his heart sunk.
"Out with It," ordered Uuck.
'Oh, I expect I'll keep that under
xuy hat," Curly told them lightly.
They were crowded about him In a
Jialf circle, uearly a score of hard
leather-faced plainsmen. Some of
1hem were riders of the Circle 0 out
nt. Others had rlddeu over from
nelhborliig rauches Ail of them.
plainly meant hu. I net.
"Tlilnk again, Curly," ndvlaed Swee
ney (juletly. "The hoys nln't trllllnf
about this Ihlng. 'I hey mean t'i find
out who was In th; rustling of the I'.ar
Double M stock."
"Not through me, they won't."
"Through you. And rlitht now."
A dozen times during the evening
Curly had rtu'.I.eil down the desire to
l-eg for mTy, to cry out '!'"-pr:iMy
for them to let h'm ff. lb- hud k-pf
telling hiuiM'If not to Oiow yellow,
that It would not liit long. Now the
fear of breaking do-n slouhfl from
his soul. II rose from the bt-d tnd
looked round at the brown fuccs cir
cled about him li tin: Lino of the
"I'll not tell you a thing not a
!! atood th're rb;i!i fa'ed. his Hps
so dry that he hud to keep1 moistening
them with the lip of Ins tongue.
Dutch had a new rope In his hand
with a loop at fine end. He (,sse it
over the hoy's bead und drew it taut.
Two or three of the faces In the circle
were almost as bloodless as that of
the prisoner, but they were set to see
the thing out.
"Will you tell now?" f'.onfHs asked.
Curly met him eye to eye. "No."
"Come, along, then."
(me of the ii. en e.iugLt h!s firm at
th" place wle ie he ,;,d l,, e:i ., ;,. lid
The rilKtler f'Hl:' ,ed. j
"Careful. !!nk Don't you see y.,u're
hurting till! bad arm?" S . i-emy snid I
"I didn't nlm to hurt him," Hu 1; de
Curly's sen-' - bad tn ver bee:, tnore
Bleit. He noticed that I . i ' -k hud on o
red nei k'ie ll.;it IchI gi.t I . in, m ,j.
hil t ii' d i I i d ep !,;s i.e. i;. It ,ad
black p.i!; a do's and w.i l ;i liy frayed.
Sweeney chewing t''1 men. He
wnii'd L.'e that ,ew in hi- tn njt Ii
after tin v hud finished wl-::t ti,e were
"Ain't I i tie gnnie-t c.i!':" some
one w I: l-pei i d.
The rustier l.eanl the v . d- ntd
they hraced h'm as a ii';:,i; of whisky
does a man who has heeti , u u ,ud
"I'.etter do It nt the cottonwoods
down by the ere, ;;," Hut k told Hvi.liN
In a low voice.
The foreman of the Ihir D.-.!:h M
iiinveil his head !n assent. "All right.
Let's get It over quick as we cull."
A sound of (lying feet came from
oul-idc. Some one smothered an oath
of surprise. Kate Cullison stood in
the doorway, all out of breath und
"What Is It?"
They had not a word to sny fcr
themselves. In that room were some
of the most callous hearts In the ter-
r tory. Not one nmn In a milVm cou'd
have fazed thvni. hrt this sicteler
girl dumfonndeil them. Her gaze set
tied on Hock. His waiele'ed for tieip
to Sweeney, to Jake, to Kite lh id'ds.
"Now loot; a here. Miss Kale,"
Swvejiey liegati to pJa:n.
IJut fihe wept bis retnonstranc
"No No Nor Her tolcu fathered
strength with each rrpetltlon of the
"I Won't Have It"
word. "I won't have It. What are you
"He's a rustler, M!s Kate; belongs
to Soapy Stone's outfit," Sweeney an
swered the girl.
"t 'an you prove It?"
"We got hi m double cinched."
"Then let the law put him In prison."
"He shot yore paw," Buck reminded
"Is thut why you're doing It?"
"Yes'm," and "That's why," they
I.Ike n flush ihe took advantage of
their admission. "Then I've got more
against him than you have, and I say
turn him over to the law."
Kite pushed forward, rough and
overbearing. "Now see here. We know
what we're doing and we know why
we're doing It. This ain't any bus!-"
nesa for a girl to mix In. You go back
to the house and nurse your father
that this man shot."
"So It Isn't the kind of business for
a girl." she answered scornfully. "It's
work for a man. Isn't It? No. not for
one. For nine eleven thirteen sev
enteen big brave strong men to hang
one poor wounded boy."
(To be continued.)
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