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HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, SEPT. 29, 1927. PAGE THREE Michael J. Phillips Illustration Ijy Hnry JV" L Copyriiht MUkl V. Phillip lUlatacd thru Puhltahar Awtoowtsr 6rvio CHAPTER XXIII. Saved! . "Eddie!" ne siariea quicmy at nis name called in those sof ttones, and turned. Patsy Jane stood in the doorway. She was milling and beckoning. He went to her, wondering, and closed the dcor behind him. "I've been watching for you all the afternoon," she said, smiling. "You haven't any money?" He shook his head bitterly. "Not enough." 1 know. Mr. Kinnane is attorney lor the bank. He knew about thi raised check and warned me your ac count would be held up. Here." She thrust a roll of bills into his hands. Amazed to the point of speechlessness, he took it automatic ally. He saw that the dear little face was pale; that the warn little fingers were stained purple. "Whore did you get it, Pat?" he asked, kissing the lingers. Huckleberries" she smiled. "I saw that what I was earning wouldn't make It. so I arranged to do Mr. Kinnane's work evenings. I've been in the marshes for three weeks. It really wasn't bad. I was a good picker. "It wasn't exactly necessary," she went on, giving him time to recover. "The Kinnane's would have loaned it to me. They're the- dearest people, Eddie! They treated me like a daugh ter. But I wanted to get it myself. Go in now; its nearly closing-time." For an instant he held her close, with a tender violence that left her breath less though starry-eyed. Then they went back together. "Here's your money," said Eddie, briefy, counting it out. There were a few small bills left when he had done o. Peter Wimple grinned as he re charged his pipe. "Sort o thought you'd do it," h said. "Your place is safe for a year now. No one can take it away from you. We'll fix up the papers tomor row, but I'll give you a receipt now. I'm acting as his agent," he pointed with his shoulder toward the dark, scowling young man, 'just as I was for Mr. Brower." It was plain that he did not share his principal's ill humour over the turn affairs had taken; markedly plain. Nance rose from her chair, saun tered to Patsy Jane, who Btood with averted eyes by her husband. She linked her arm through Patsy's. There was a motion of aversion and resistance, but the smile on Nance's wilful, attractive face oi ly deepened. "Come on outside, Patsy," she com manded. When they were alone in the vestibule she placed both her i.ands on the other girl's shoulders, as she had on Eddie's that Sunday. "Don't be a fool," she admonished, with a gentle shake. "You have a husband that's a real man, Pat. You' ve had a let to do with making him. But you're taking chances on spoiling him now. "I suppose you believe with stupid old Scottdale that I was with your husband the night that woman was killed?" She paused for a reply, but there was none. "You couldn't un derstand that a chap could be big enough and generous enough to keep another's secret, even at considerable risk to himself. You thought there must be something disgraceful to conceal. "That seemed bo silly to me, know ing Eddie. You Bee, I knew him bet ter than you did." Patsy Jane made a movement to free herself but the supple, slender hands held her. "He was "ner a big thing and a brave thing. I was about the only one that appreciated it. And I couldn't go to him and tell him how I admired him." She tossed her head good hu moredly. "I didn't care about the gossips, but I knew if I were talking to him it would make the case worse. And well, Pat, I was a little nasty, too. You'd come in and taken him on the wing. I felt sometimes' as though I wanted you both to sulfcr. That's all the clinic stuff. Do you know who was really with him that night?" "You know I don't," returned Patsy. Nance tilted her head toward the loom they had just quitted, and the other girl's eyes widened in surprise. "Not " she began, and stopped. "Yes. He told me so just the other day. He was a pretty weak sister, Pat. He let Eddie ail but go to prison be cause he didn't have the morul cour age to face hiB dad and the rest of Scottdale. He hasn't much moral courage yet. But I'm working on him." The color rose In Patsy's cheeks. She knew it was so. Many remarks that Eddie had made, even while guarding closely his secret, fitted in. And she had distrusted and disbe lieved him. She had joined in the un charity of feeling toward Nance. "I'm sorry, Nance," she said, aim ply. Tho hands on her shoulders became subtly caressing. "In a way you weren't to be blamed," she smiled. "Now that that's off my chest, I'll loll you something else. You know that Sunday morning? "I'd been hearing things. I heard that Eddie was drinking hard and headed straight for the bowwowt, that he was going to lose his proper ty! and that you had left him under fire when he needed you the most. So I went there to find out for my self and to to grab him if you'd been o foolish sa to cut him adrift, "But I know Eddie pretty well I've told you that and I found out that Dame Humor was about 99 por cent wrong I saw that he had the boono whipped. That while you were away you hadn't left him. And tha1. he thought the world of you. I re vised my opinion of you, Patsy. I hud thought you a little simpleton, without brains or character, mostly because that's what I wanted to think. But that leaving him to fight liquor his own way was really a master stroke. It was the only thing that would have cured him." She paused to smile whimsically. CHAPTER XXIV wnen 1 saw mere weren t any pieces to pick up That kiss you saw was goodbye. The 'Come soon' I threw in was just pure cussedness. That finishes that. No, you know, Patsy, the mending idea is like any other. When you set your heart on picking up pieces and making over into a better model So I'm going to marry " And she1 moved her head backward again. "I'm glad, Nance." "Oh, I've undertaken a job," the girl went on, with her astonishing frankness. "But the difficulty makes it all the more fascinating. Did you know Eddie thrashed him the other day?" "I'd heard something about it." "That was a forward step. That young gentleman thought for awhile he was going to take your land away from you. He bought the tax title from the Browers, you know. But I wouldn't have permitted him. If you two hadn't found the money. I'd have paid it myself." You re good, Nance, said Patsy, gratefully. 'Get out!" she scorned. "It's better fun to shoot straight. That's all." Meanwhile the city stranger had drawn Eddie into Whimple's private oltice. "Been waiting to see who'd get that quarter-section, so I could deal," he began, briskly. "Mr. Forbes, I m Malone, of the National Power. You know us. We furnish light and power for the Great Lakes states. manufacturing the juice from water power wherever we can. We're plan ning a big dam five miles below your place on Portage Creek. We neej our quarter-section." ' Light flooded a landscape long darkened. "Then Sealman " began Eddie. Yes, Sealman!" The other spat out the name scornfully. "Maybe you re surprised we re out in the open, and Scalinan's the answer. We tried to do it under cover, so we wouldn't be held up. He was our aent. Eut we found out he was taking about half the options in his own name. He . was to be his own holdup man. Some of the land he had to buy outright. He needs quite a wad of money, quick, and he ran in a cargo of liquor to rase the wind. That was his booze the state police captured today. So he fell down, and I've been over to the jail and gotten releases out of hin,. "Now, this quarter-section of yours, Forbes. We've been paying on an average around sixty dollars an acre, and that s more than the stuff is worth. Yours " "Will cost you a hundred, but I reserve the mound above the water line. All right!" "Ouch! You're certainly careless with your language, young fellow." "But you have to have it. That's rny price. It s a little high, but it 11 compensate for some of the things that crook agent of yours did to me. By the way, I reserve that mound on the southwest corner. It must be away above your proposed waterline." The dark youth waited patiently in the outer office. When Eddie and Malone came out, he approached the former sulkily. "About that mound, Forbes " he began, but Eddie cut him short. "I'l deal only with headquarters. You know why." . . . It seemed to Eddie that, as he head, Judge Randolph Perkins shifted his '.hick white hand until it threw n shadow on his face, making its ex pression impossible of interpretation. But when he had quite finished, the jurist's head went up and his big jaw was thrust out. "This purports to be a confession by one Herman Libbey that he was driving the truck which collided with a motor car on the River road last summer, causing the death of Mrs. Maria Knowles," he said, in measured, colorless tones. "It is a certified copy of the con fession," Eddie corrected him, quiet ly. The judge towed. "So I sec. Well." "It completely exonerates me. I was convicted of manslaughter in your court because of that accident." "Yes; tho evidence" "Was mostly prejudice. I was real ly convicted of taking a drink." "Granted that may bo in a measure true. What Is your purpose in com ing to me? The press will publish this, and you will be set right in the eyes of the community," Eddie leaned forward. "Judge," he taid, "the newspapers published a iitatcment from you after the govern or pardoned me. You said his action was 'a' miscarriage of justico' and a 'travesty.' You did all you could to ruin me. Now " "1 did mnke such a statement," agreed the jurist. "I was not trying to ruin you. But you were haHdrunk v hen the accident happened. You had liquor illegally in your posses sion. You had been drunk before. In the circumstances, I consider the statement quite justified." "All right," replied Eddio, etiily. "I wanted to get your ideas on the ubjcct. But I came for something else, really. You own " The door of tho judge's study opened. A daik, weak-faced ycung man entered. "Hello, dad," ho began, and stopped. "Didn't know you were busy." He scowled as he recognized iodic "What's he been telling you?" "He has been trying, because of cetain circumstances," said the judge formidably, "to force me to reverse myself on that accident of last spring. He has told me " "You sneak!" interrupted the dark young man, passionately, turning on Eddie. "So you had to come and spill it that I was with you that night. I was coming to tell him my self. We agreed, Nance and I, it was the thing to do. And you spoil " "Randolph!" His father's hard voice stopped him. "Do you mean that you you were Forbes' compan ion that you were on a drinking bout " He paused to stare fixedly at his son, whose attitude confessed guilt. Confused by this blunder, Randolph stood with head bowed and hangdog look. "He told me nothing, Bir," resumed the jurist. "He has protected you, as le protected you at the trial. He ac cepted a prison sentence at my hands while he spared my son." He turned to Eddie: 'Mr. Forbes, I have recnosidered. I shall publish a statement making amends to you. And I shall say in it that my son was with you that night." Dad! implored Randolph. "Bu silent!" commanded his father. "Hold on, Judge," interpolated Ed- aie. "I asked Ran to go with me. I bought the liquor. He wasn't as much to blame, by a long way, as I was. That's why I kapt still." "He shall learn to .bear the respon sibility of hi own acts," replied the judge, implacably. "If he hadn't been a cottard and run away, he wouldn't have put me in this this humiliating position. 'As a favor to me, Judge, please don't mention him " The judge raised his hand. "You "aid there was another matter you came to see me about, Mr. Forbes." "Yes. I've had the aour earth from that mound on my place analyzed too. Judge. It's precisely the same com position as your supply in Texas which is about exhausted." "Do you mean to tell me that the mound which Randolph discovered near Long Portage is on your proper ty?" The judge's surprise -was ob viously genuine. "It certainly is. Ran left a sack when he came to get samples a few weeks ago. The name 'Mineral Medi cine Corporation, Austin, Texas' was printed on it. I found out that your mound not far from Austin is about exhausted. That the 'ore' in your mound, known as sour earth by the Indians and settlers, is a Bandy ma tenal containing salts of calcium, magnesium, sodium and iron and free acid. That it was overlaid by a solid vein of rock salt a sort of cap. "I discovered that it has a tremend ous sale when reduced to solution by boiling to free the medicinal salts and that it is bottled and sold under the trade name 'Mineral Magic' I know that hundreds of thousands of people regard it as a panacea for rheumatism and indigestion and things like that. "You've beeen combing the country for another supply, especially where geologic conditions were somewhat Dimilar. You became, a couple of years ago, principal stockholder in the Mineral Medicine Corporation by the death of your uncle. When the analysis of my stuff proved up well, I thought you mght want to see me." The judge permitted himself a grim and appreciative Bmile. "That was considerate. Because, when Ran dolph made his eprot, I should cer tainly have had to look you up. Ap parently we are to be rather closely associated, Mr. Forbes. Had you hought of any basis of doing busi ness; say a sale of this mound out right to us?" UD Do You Deserve Success? DOES IT SEEK YOU? Success and Happiness don't come to everyone usually just to those who deserve it, who strive to attain it. You anyone can have success, can easily secure the better things of life on an easy plan that is sure to suc ceed. The plan is systematic saving, and it's easily car ried out. Success and Happinss thru savings do not require sacri fices or skimping of present needs. You don't have to give up present comforts. Yo can have the things you want now and save too. Saving regularly will bring you at once a greater happiness today as well as in the future. If you seek success on this plan, you deserve it. And it will come to you. Let us show you how easy this plan is. Farmers & Stockgrowers National Heppner Bank Oregon Not an outright sale, Judge. I'm getting some money to play with. yearn now for a steady income. I've set my heart on a royalty say a cer tain percentage of the price of every Dottle sold. . The Forbes family occupied the one large and comfortable chair in the cabin on Portage creek. It was night; and outjide the northern lights were putting on a show with half the sky as their stage. Bars and pennons and lances of white radiance: the greatest of them in dimension like Lake Huron set on end, blazed lrom horizon to mid-heaven. The air was crisp with oming frost, and winey with the tang of the pines and the aromatic wild growth of the bar iciia. ine creen, swollen Dy autumn rains, splashed and murn.ured be yond their front door. Eddie sat in the chair and Patsy sat in his lap, her knees well up to ler chin. His arms were about her; her head on his shoulder. They were engaged in that most delightful of oc cupationsthe building of air-castles which have a solid foundation of practicability and possibility. "I want to stay here until after the first deep snow," said Patsy, dream ily. 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