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HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, JAN. 3, 1929. PAGE THREE Illmlnhd faVerttcC.Chrhfy WHAT HAPPENED BEFOBE Buck Duane, quick on the draw, kills Cal Blaln in self-defense and becomes an outlaw. After adventures on the road he goes to Bland's camp. There he wounds a man named Bosomer and becomes a bosom friend of another named Euchre. He meets Mrs. Bland and also a girl Jennie, held prisoner by Bland, whom he rescues after a series of Intrigues In which he Is forced to deceive Mrs. Bland. This leads to Dunne's killing of Bland, the outlaw leader, and rushing oft with Jennie, who is lost later. Du ane roams the roada for years as an outlaw, finally going to meet Captain MacNelly of the Rangers, who had asked to see him. MacNelly Is kind to him. and offers him a pardon if he will accept an offer to become a Ranger and go after Cheseldlne's gang. MacNelly had become interested in Duane after a Miss Lee had spoken In his behalf. Duane promises MacNelly to do him any service. Meanwhile MacNelly gives Duane much welcome news. Duane goes to visit the Miss Lee who had Intervened for him with McNelly, and finds her to be none other but Jen nie. They talk and tell each other of their love, and when Duane tells Jen nie he is commissioned to capture Ches eldlne she breaks down and begs him to break his word to MacNelly. BOW 00 ON WITH THE ST0B7 Duane stared at her, amazed. He hardly knew what to say. He felt how little he understood women. His heart began to pound, and thrills ran over him. The Bweetness of this woman that she would go back to outlawry with him ap pealed with strange power. "That course wouldn't be dishon orable," she continued. "No. But it's Impossible. I'd die before I'd drag you Into that life. You ought to remember an outlaw's days." "I do. I'd rather have them again than lose you. Besides, we could hide In some canyon, some valley and be happy." Jennie came closer to him then, so close that she almost touched him. Something about her pres ence, the look of her eyes or the heave of her breast, made that sweet, vague emotion grow. "Duane, do you love me?" she asked. "Jennie, you're going to make it harder for me!" he burst out in de spair. "Tell me," she Insisted. "Love you? I love you as no man ever loved a woman. Think of my lonely, wretched life! What I have known of women of the sweetness , of one? And now it bursts on me. Jennie, don't ask me that I'm afraid of myself. I can't under stand." She came only the closer, until now she touched him, her slender form reaching to his shoulders, and she leaned upon him with her face upturned. He felt her hands on his, and they were soft, clinging, strong, like steel under velvet He felt the rise and fall the warmth of her breast. A tremor ran over him. He tried to draw back, and if he succeeded a little her form swayed with him, pressing closer. She did not speak. She held her face up, and he was compelled to look. It was wonder ful now white, yet glowing, with the red lips parted, the dark eyes alluring. But that was not all. There was passion, unquenchable spirit woman's resolve deep and mighty as life. "I love you, Duane," she said. "I could suffer anything for you. I'm not selfish In this. It's for you. I know what your life has been. I can't let you go back to It. Listen you don't know me. Vou think you're with the old Jennie. But I'm different I've suffered and I've learned in these years. I believe I'm right In asking you to give up this ranger service. Will you?" "Jennie, I can't How could you ask it?" "How could you go If you love me?". "If you were a man you'd under stand." "But I'm a woman. You don't un derstand that!" she cried passion ately. "Can you expect a man who lives like a' hunted wolf to understand the finer feelings of a woman? I am outside, Jennie the outcast the outlaw. And even so, I've kept myself different from the others. But heaven knows perhaps I'm coarse, hard, Inhuman." "Hush!" She pu( a hand over his lips. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I meant Oh, Duane, I'm here ready for your arms a starved wo man and you don't know It" Duane became suddenly weak, and when he did take her Into his arms he scarcely had strength to lift her to a seat beside him. She seemed more than dead weight. Her calmness had fled. She was throb bing, palpitating, quivering, with hot, wet cheeks and arms that clung to him like vines. She lifted her mouth to him, whispering: "Kiss me!" Duane bent down, and her arms went around his neck, and drew him close. With his Hps on hers, he seemed to float away. That kiss closed his eyes, and he could not lift his head. He sat motionless, hold ing her blind and helpless, wrapped in a sweet, dark glory. She kissed him one long endless kiss or else a thousand times. Her lips, her wet cheeks, her hair, the softness, the fragrance of her, the tender, moving clasp of her arms, the swell of her breast all these enclosed him, bound him. She whispered and murmured broken and Incoherent words words that did not need to be understood, so full were they of sweetness and meaning and love. He rose and let Jennie sit back against the cushions. Her fingers clung weakly to him. Her eyes hurt him, While he fumbled in his pocket for papers, to fetch forth the Governor's pardon, Jennie watched him; and when he laid the paper in her hands she let it drop. "Give that to mother," he said huskily. "Tell her maybe I'll come back there's a chance." "Don't go! Don't go!" she cried. "I must Dear, good-by. Remem ber I loved you! Jennie, let me go!" He pulled her hands loose from his; stepped back. She fell upon her knees with out stretched arms. "Duane! Duane!" she walled. Like a murderer he backed away. "Jennie dearest, I believe I'll come back!" he whispered. These last words were falsehood. He reached the door, gave her one last piercing glance to fix forever in memory that white face with its dark, staring, tragic eyes. "Duane!" He fled with that moan like thun der, death, hell, In his ears. Duane had been three months out of the Nueces country. At El Paso he bought the finest horse he could find, and, armed and otherwise out fitted to suit him, he had taken to unknown trails. Leisurely he rode from town to town, village to village, ranch to ranch, fitting his talk and his occu pation to the impression he wanted to make- upon different people whom he met He was In turn a cowboy, a ranch er, a cattleman, a stock-buyer, a boomer, a landhunter; and long be fore he reached the wild and in hospitable Ord he had. acted the part of an outlaw drifting Into new territory. He passed on slowly because he wanted to learn the lay of the coun try, the location of villages and ranches, the work, habit, gossip, pleasures, and fears of the people with whom he came in contact The one subject most impelling to him outlaws he never mentioned; but, by talking all around it, sifting the old ranch and cattle story, he acquired a knowledge calculated to aid him much in his deep-laid plot In this game time was of no mo ment; if necessary he would take years to accomplish his task. The stupendous and perilous na ture of it showed in the slow, wary preparation. When he heard Flet cher's name and faced Knell he knew he had reached the place he had sought Ord was a hamlet on the fringe of the grazing country, of doubtful honesty, from which surely winding trails led down in to the free and never disturbed par adise of outlaws the Big Bend. He saw a bright light before he made out the dark outline of the cabin. Then he heard voices, a merry whistle, a coarse song, and the clink of iron cooking utensils. He smelled frogrant wood-smoke. He saw moving dark figures cross the light. Evidently there was a wide door, or else the fire was out in the open. Fortune favored him. There was bushes, an old shed, a wood pile, all the cover he needed at that corner. Before he peered between the rough corner of wall and the bush growing close to it Duane paused for a moment This excitement was different from that he had al ways felt when pursued. It had no bitterness, no pain, no dread. There was much danger here, perhaps more, yet it was not the same. Then he looked. He saw a bright fire, a red faced man bending over it whistling while he handled a steaming pot Over him was a roofed shed built against the wall with two open sides and two supporting posts. Dunne's sec ond glance, not so blinded by the sudden bright light, made out oth er men, three In the shadows, two In the flare, but with backs to him. "It's a smoother trail by long odds, but ain't so short as this one right over the mountain," one out law was saying. "What's eatin' you, Pan Handle?" ejaculated another. "Blossom an' me rode from Faraway Springs, where Poggin is with some of the gang." "Excuse me, Phil. Shore I didn't see you come In, an' Boldt never said nothln'." "It took you a long time to get hero, but I guess that's just as well," spoke up a smooth, suave voice with a ring in it Cheseldine's voice! - Here they were Cheseldine Phil Knell Blossom Kane Pan Handle Smith Boldt how well Duane re membered the names! all here, the big men of Cheseldlne's gang, ex cept the biggest Poggin. Duane had holed them, and his sensations of the moment deadened sight and sound of what was before him. He sank down, controlled him self, silencing a mounting exulta tion, then, from a less strained po sition, he peered forth again. The outlaws were waiting for sup- PHONE or leave orders at Phelps Grocery Co. Home Phone 1102 HEPPNER TRANS FER COMPANY per. Their conversation might have been that of cowboys In camp, or ranchers at a roundup. Duane lis tened with eager ears, waiting for the business talk he felt would come. All the time he watched with the eyes of a wolf upon its quarry. Blossom Kane was the lean limb ed messenger who had so angered Fletcher. Boldt was a giant In stat ure, dark, bearded, silent Pan Han dle Smith was the red faced cook, merry, profane, a short, bow leg ged man resembling many rustlers Duane had known, particularly Luke Stevens. And Knell, who sat there, tall, slim, like a boy in build, like a boy in years, with his pale, smooth, expressionless face and his cold gray eyes. And Cheseldine, who leaned against the wall, handsome, with his pointed face and beard, like an aristocrat, resembled many a rich Louisiana planter Duane had met The sixth man sat so much in the shadow that he could not be plainly discerned, and though addressed, his name was not mentioned. Pan Handle Smith carried pots and pans into the cabin, and cheer fully called out: "If you gents air hungry fer grub don't look fer me to feed you with a spoon." The outlaws piled Inside, made a great bustle and clatter as they sat to their meal. Like hungry men they talked little. Duane waited there a while, then guardedly got up and crept round to the other side of the cabin. After he became used to the dark again he ventured to steal along the wall to the crack, and peeped in. The outlaws were in the first room and could not be seen. For Duane the twenty-fifth of Oc tober seemed a whole lifetime in coming. When that day dawned he left a lonely camp In the brush and rode into Bradford. He went to the old inn-keeper, with whom he had made acquaint ance, and leaving his horse in the stable set off in search of Buell. Inquiry discovered the night oper ator at his boarding-house asleep. Duane had him awakened. Buell came in heavy-eyed, but curious, half-expectant "Buell, I'm sorry to disturb you," said Duane, "but my business is ur gent You can aid me. I'm going to arrest a man here today, a prom inent citizen. Now it's likely some of his friends somebody, at any rate will shove a gun in your face, or the day operator's, and make you send telegrams along the line." (Continued Next Week) For SaleJohn Deere tractor, nearly new. Address John Michel book, lone, Ore. No Posters Allowed On Car Windshields Oregon is one of the states which prohibits the pasting of signs or posters upon the front windshields of automobiles, according to the Oregon State Motor association. The states having laws upon this subject are Arizona, Connecticut District of Columbia, Idaho, Mich igan, Minnesota, New York, North Carolina, North Dakota, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Vermont. Virginia, Washington and Wisconsin. 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