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THURSDAY, JULY 30, 1936
THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON.
Six
GUNLOCK
-RANCH -
FRANK H. SPEARMAN
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Copyright Frank H. Spearman
WNU Service
CHAPTER I
—1—
It was the Fourth of July, and Sleepy
Cat—that sunawept little desert town
bordering on the Very Had Lands of
the arid Southwest—was dusty.
Dust was not unusual In Sleepy Cat;
to be dusty was its normal condition;
when not dusty, Sleepy Cat was dead.
“But you needn’t be scared of this
kind of dust,” explained Dr. Carpy,
who, sitting with his feet up against
the porch handrail of his Sleepy Cat
Hotel, was talking to Jane Van Tam-
bel. "It’s not dirt, this dust—not like
your Chicago dust. It's clean volcanic
ash that drifts up from the Spanish
Sinks.
“But toward sundown when the ash
settles over the Superstition Bange and
the sun shines through It, the air shows
every color of the rainbow. That snow
on Music Mountain,"—Dr. Carpy point
ed—“looks pink and red and purple.
You'll like It out here.”
Jane disagreed vigorously. "Oh, no!
It's going to be awfully lonesome after
city life," she declared positively.
“You’ll never be lonesome In Sleepy
Cat—unless you're good," observed the
doctor cynically. “Otherwise you'll find
things generally hum in Sleepy Cat.”
"It certainly is lively today,” con
ceded the dissatisfied city girl.
It was. Horsemen, not a few of them
cowmen, clattered up and down Front
street and River street, chiefly to hear
their own noise. And a mob of miners
■ nd prospectors from Thief River had
come up for the celebration and the
horse races.
"Been out on the Fairgrounds yet?”
asked the doctor, continuing his chat
with Jane. "Seen any of the races?"
•T saw the Indian races this morning
—such ylpplng nnd yelling! And those
Texans that rode Into town yesterday
—they yelled louder than the Indians."
"That outfit has Just delivered four
thousand head of cattle to the Gun
lock Agency. They checked them In
yesterday. Some old-time Sleepy Cot
ters In that bunch—Henry Sawdy and
John Lefever made the drive with the
outfit—all the way up from the Rio
Grande. Hello," exclaimed the doctor
lazily, “here comes Sawdy now.”
A rather tall man, well rounded out,
somewhat bow-legged, strongly built
and confident, If not aggressive, In
manner, was coming up the wooden
steps leading from the sidewalk to the
hotel ottice. Carpy hailed him. Sawdy,
poised under an overwhelming som
brero, turned and walked toward the
doctor nnd his guest.
"Henry!" exclaimed the doctor. "You
blamed old longhorn, I never looked to
see you back in Sleepy Cat.”
"Ain't no warrants out agin me, are
there?" asked Sawdy in calm, blunt,
but spirited fashion.
“There must be one or more agin
you down along the Rio Grande, Hen
ry," retorted the doctor, "or you
wouldn't be so far from the tinkle of
the guitar with winter coming on. Meet
Miss Van Tambel—newcomer since you
went south. Mr. Sawdy, Miss Jane."
Hat In hand, Sawdy stared: "Miss
Van Tambel?" he echoed. “Did I get
the name right?" he asked as Jane nod
ded to his greeting.
"You got It right," remarked Carpy
dryly.
“Well,” returned Sawdy, swallowing,
“If you could get a few more newcom
ers like this. Doc, you'd have a live
town. She's no relation to—"
“Gus Van Tambel? Yes," nodded
Carpy, easily anticipative. “She's his
daughter—only daughter; only child. In
fact."
Sawdy swallowed again. "Well, I'll
say nny man might be proud to claim
her. I used to work for your father.
Is he alive yet?"
•Alive, yes," Interposed Carpy, "but
a sick man. Have you had a horse
race this morning, Henry?" asked
Carpy in teasing fashion.
Sawdy snorted. “Hintin' at that aell
yesterday, eh? No horse race at all,”
he went on angrily. “It was Just a
plain steal, Doc—beggin’ your pardon,
miss—a steal put up by this saloon
keeper, Boland, and a crooked cowman,
McCrossen, and that Thief River butch
er, Clubfoot."
Jane started. McCrossen was the
Van Tambel foreman at Gunlock Ranch.
"But what about this race?” persist
ed Carpy. “Sit down, Henry."
' “Why keep ropin’ at a dead corpse,
Doc?” protested Sawdy. And turning
to Jane: “Do you know this man?" he
asked, nodding toward the doctor.
“Slightly,” smiled Jane. "I hope to
know him better.”
“Don’t get too well acquainted.” ad
vised Sawdy. “He’s got a trick of dig-
gin' into your sore spots.”
“Tell us about that race,” interrupt
ed Carpy.
"Well," began the cowman reluctant
ly, “night before last we bedded the
herd down about three miles below
Thief River town. About sundown
Clubfoot rode into camp on a good
lookin’ bay mare. I didn’t see him, I
was on guard. He said he was on his
way up to Sleepy Cat. John Lefever, our
foreman. Invited him to take supper
and bunk for the night.
“He said he was a prospector goln’
out on the Gunlock range. He started
talkin' horses and said he wanted to
sell his pony—claimed he had the fast
est mare along the Sinks. He blowed
about that pony until John got touchy
about Ills own little chestnut gelding,
and John finally promised him a race
when we got to Sleepy Cat. Nobody in
our bunch not havin’ seen the fellow's
horse run, John waited till everybody
got to sleep and takes Clubfoot's mare
off her picket rope for a tryout.
Shucks ! She had no speed at all.
“Next day they arranged the race,
and we boys put up our dough—every
dollar In the outfit. What do you think
of us for suckers? When the race start
ed, that cussed prospector—beggln’
your pardon, miss—run In a ringer on
us—another bay mare, looked exactly
like the one he rode into camp. That
mare run like a streak—covered five
hundred yards before John’s gelding
got his feet picked up. Then we got
the story.
“Clubfoot turned out to be a side
swipe for this saloon keeper Boland
here. So we smashed up Boland's glass
ware and lookin’-glass last night,
proper.”
“That wasn’t right, Henry,” expos
tulated Carpy with perfect gravity.
"That bird’s got five hundred of our
dough," continued Sawdy grimly.
"Henry, I thought you and John were
too wise to get stung like that. How
you going to get even? Smashing glass
ware won’t do it."
“I don't know, Doc, I don't know.”
“Henry,” observed Carpy, “what you
mean is you know but you won’t tell.”
“The races ain't all over yet. Then
there's the ropin’ and throwin’—”
Carpy nodded.
••—nd’ the trick ridin’. All I’ll say
Is—’’ Sawdy hesitated.
"Say all you want to before this
young lady. She won’t spill. 1'11 guar
antee her,” said Carpy.
“Well, if that’s so, miss—and you
certainly look up to the brag—I'll say
McCrossen, that new foreman of yours,
was In on that skinnin' we took—at
least, we think so. That's nothin' In
the world against you.”
Jane spoke frankly : “Oh. I’m glad,
Mr. Sawdy, you don’t bring me Into It,
for I really don’t know nny more about
It than a babe unborn.”
"I hear McCrossen Is quite a rider,"
observed Sawdy tentatively.
“That’s what everybody says,” re
turned Jane. "He certainly Is wonder
ful in the saddle.”
Sawdy nodded wisely, as If merely to
say. "It Is well."
"Sawdy,” demanded Carpy, “what
you got up your sleeve?"
“Nothin' at all, Doc—not a thing In
the world."
"You can't fool me, you old desert
rat," persisted Carpy.
"Well, Doc, since you’re so smart,
will you back what I've got up my
sleeve for fifty dollars? Will you do
It, Doc? I’ve Just come from Jake
Spotts' place. He lent me fifty—"
Carpy reached Into hl* trousers pock
et and drew out a roll of bills. “Go
along, you critter!" he exclaimed In
dignantly. "I might have known your
long-winded story would cost me
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money. But I didn't look for It to be
fifty dollars."
“Make It a hundred, Doc,” ventured
Sawdy in his rich, persuasive voice.
“Not on your life, Henry. You’ll los«
this, anyway.”
“We get paid tomorrow—cough up
for me.”
“Go hang! I haven’t got it to spare
Want to do some betting myself.”
Jane held out her purse. “Why, bere,
Mr. Sawdy. There's over fifty In this
that l’m sure I don’t need. Take it.”
Sawdy stared dumbfounded. “1
couldn't do that, young miss. 1
couldn’t.”
Jane, still smiling, had opened her
purse, taken from it five gold eagles,
and held them out. “If you refuse to
let me accommodate you, It won’t be
much of a compliment to me,” she pro
tested. But it was the light in her eyes
and her lips parted over two even rows
of white teeth that staggered Sawdy.
He was groggy, but though going down
he fought on.
"1 know blamed well I ought not to
do it," muttered the big fellow. “Doc
—what shall I do?”
“Take it !” said Carpy gruffly. “You’ll
lose it—then you can work it out for
Jane on the ranch this summer—she’s
running things out there while her fa
ther’s sick."
Sawdy reluctantly let the trim young
lady drop the gold pieces Into his horny
hand—she laughing, he serious, Dr.
Carpy vastly amused. “If the worst
comes to the worst, I could work It
out,” repeated Sawdy soberly.
“But if you go to work at Gunlock,”
remarked the doctor, “make no mis
take. Keep off the grass. Don’t aspire
to the hand of this young princess. I’ve
got a bld In there myself.”
“Why, Doctor!” exclaimed Jane, all
rosy In protest and rising to go.
“Just the same, girl, any man that
bids for you has got to face a major
operation at my hands. Will you be
back for dinner?” he asked of Jane as
she made ready to leave. "We’re hav-
Ing watermelon today.”
“I'm not going to miss that. But I
must go over to Rubido’s to order some
supplies. By the way, I forgot to ask :
What shall I do with that medicine you
gave me last time?”
“Throw it out the window and ride
horseback. You're coming along won
derful for six weeks out here.
“Hold on, miss, Just a minute,
please.” begged Sawdy as the party
broke up. “You’ll be at the Fairgrounds
this afternoon for the races?”
"Of course I'll be there,” responded
Jane pertly.
“You’ve done me a kind, good turn.
I want to do you a good one. This goes
for this old medicine man, too.” Sawdy
nodded toward the doctor.
“What Is it?” asked Jane coolly.
Sawdy was solemn.
"You won’t neither of you spill It?
All right. Don’t bet no money on the
trick ridin’ this afternoon.”
By two o’clock that day the Fair
grounds were sizzling hot and tremen
dously crowded. Frontier Day celebra
tion was combined with the national
holiday and the county fair of a county
bigger than most eastern states. A
gathering of horsemen, cowmen, min
ing men, railroad men, gamblers, pros
pectors, desert rats, and frontier ad
venturers milled about the rickety lit
tle grandstand and what, under more
sophisticated circumstances, would be
called the paddock.
A sprinkling of Indians from the
Reservation added color to the scene—
elderly bucks, dignified and taciturn ;
young men with their ponies; fat,
swarthy squaws bright In Navajo blan
kets; and attractive Indian girls
rigged in gaudy fashions.
On an occasion such ns this, when a
local celebration combined with the ar
rival of a goodly outfit of cowmen,
there was reason to look forward to a
lively round-up by proprietors of thirst
parlors, gamblers, clothiers, merchants,
and barbers. On this particular Fourth
of July there was every reason but one
for such a hope—the cow outfit had
been thoroughly skinned by the ad
vance guard of Sleepy Cat sharpers In
the person of Harry Boland and Club
foot and Company.
In consequence the Circle Dot boys,
as Bawdy’s outfit was known, made no
especial contribution to the Fair
grounds festivities; they were present
but not betting.
Sawdy, long-faced and solemn, neg
lected to pull at his sweeping mus-
tachlos—a sure sign of mental depres
sion. John Lefever, rotund and natur
ally jolly. Circle Dot foreman, only
whistled softly.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
“Small girl for a big
job, as the Indians
would say.”
That wasold Doc Carpy’s
opinion of Jane Van
Tambel, Eastern girl who
came to Sleepy Cat to
manage her ailing fath-
er’s ranch. But Jane
proved herself capable.
Youll follow with in
tense interest this truly
unusual Western novel
written by a master of
Rocky Mountain fiction.
Frank H. Spearman.
You'll be swept into fic-
tionland by the intense
story of a girl who found
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