HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, JAN. 3, 1929.
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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-
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Phelps Grocery Co.
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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)
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