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BUNDLES AND SCREEN DOORS
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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SYNOPSIS: Kav Crandon, mho
runt ir otrn ranch, i$ ttrttched
cut on a mountain ledgi when,
or below, the tpoti a man tui
piciouily piling bnuh against
dead pine. She recalU the Jtrebug
the countv hai been hunting and
hurrirs down quietly to ratch
him. Pulling her gun. he order
him to "Throw 'em up!" Deiper
ate and defeated, he explain! he
hoped to get o Job Ire fighting to
buv food or hi mother and l
ter. Kay believes him when he
ayi it i hit first attempt 10 tet a
fire. On impuhe, the tlipt her
gun back into itt HJfer.
Chapter Two
Quick Thinking
AN INCREDULOUS look of sur
prise flashed over the man's
face before he turned it away from
her. Then, after a moment's tense
silence, he said, in a muffled voice,
still with his back to her, "Why did
you do that?"
"Because I believe you," Kay
answered, "and perhaps I can help
you to find some other way."
With a rush of words, the man's
story poured out ; . .
"They've foreclosed pn me," he
explained, "and we've got to. get
out next week. I've got a blind sis
, ter and an invalid mother. I'm not
married, thank God!" Kay shud
dered at his bitter tone. "I've sold
everything we have, even my gun.
Flicker was patiently waiting. "1 11
join you down there."
As he finished speaking, he sud
denly stiffened, and following hit
gaze, Kay saw a lone rider at the
head of the trail. He passed Flick
er, and made swiftly for them at a
quickened pace.
Kay noted that he had black hair
and eyes like her companion, but
here the likeness ended. The new
comer had a stalwart rangy fig
ure, with broad shoulders lr.
marked contrast to his slim hips
A healthy color glowed under hi:
tan, and his bearing had all the as
surance of success and self-confidence.
As he neared them, his gaze rest
ed on Kay with frank admiratiot
and approval. Then, as he glancec
it her companion and took in hi:
gaunt face and general shabbi
ness, a look of surprise and uncer
tainty flashed into his eyes.
He touched his hat to Kay as he
pulled up beside them.
I didn't expect to run into com
pany up here," he began genially
"I'm Tom Runyon, the new Art
patrol for this area."
Kay felt the man beside hei
stiffen as she answered the un
spoken question behind the new
comer's words.
"My name's Kay Crandon." Sh
felt the color flooding her cheek
in spite of herself at his searchinf
look, and her. mind flew from om
idea to another for a plausible ex
planation of Ted Gaynor's pres-
if: LJ ciW I
Her mind raced, seeking a plausible explanation of
Ted Gaynor's presence.
I figured a week's fire fighting pay
would get us away " he broke oft
with a despairing shrug. -
Kay had inherited her father's
quality of quick decision, and of
standing by that decision once it
was taken. Something about this
man had stirred her sympathy and
made her believe in him. Now, as
she listened to his story, she felt
her original intuition confirmed.
By the time he broke ofiVher reso
lution Was taken.
"It's a rotten trick to foreclose
on anyone at a time like this," she
tactfully let indignation take the
Flace of sympathy in her tone, "but
tell you what you can do. There's
a couple of cabins on our ranch,
and you can move your family
there, if you'd like to Join our out
fit. I can't pay much, but you won't
go hungry."
'You Won't Be Sorry'
I V'HEN the man's answer Anally
' came, after a long silence, it
had a husky break in it.
"You're square all right," he
managed to get out, "You won't
be sorry, either. I"
"That's settled, then," Kay
veered away from his thanks.
"What's your name? And where
are you living now?"
"Ted Gaynor's my name, and
I'm living over by Blackloot
creek."
"And I'm Kay Crandon, of the
Lazy Nine." Kay held out her
hand.
"You won't be sorry," Ted Gay
nor repeated, as he gave it a
mighty grip.
"1 know I won't." Kay cut back
through the woods to the trail,
with the new member of her out
fit beside her. "You'd better come
on now, and have a look at the
ranch," she suggested, "then you'll
know what you re getting In to."
She laughed to relieve the ten
sion, and was amazed at the dif
ference his slow answering smile
made in his drawn face. Why, he
was almost good looking, and
much younger than she had taken
him to be at first! He couldn't be
more than 23 at the most, she de
cided. . "I left my horse off the trail a
half a mile or so farther down,"
he said as they came out on the
trail and he glanced up to where
ence. The fact that his horse was
hidden off the trail made it all the
more suspicious and complicated,
in case Tom Runyon should elect
to go along with them.
She knew very well that if sus
picion were fastened on Ted Gay
nor everyone would be sure he
was guilty of the other fires that
had taken place. Believing, as she
did, that this was his first attempt,
and that he would never make an
other, she was determined to save
him, now that she had undertaken
the job.
Telltale Brush Pile
A SUDDEN inspiration flashed in
her mind, and she added,
without perceptible hesitation,
"I'm thinking of taking up some
timber land up here, ana Ted Gay
nor has been looking over it for
me."
Without looking round, she
could feel the taut figure at her
side relax.
"Oh, I see." Tom Runyon fo
cussed his attention on her again,
to her great relief. "You're the
owner of the Lazy Nine," he went
on, smiling at the picture Kay
made with her brilliant coloring
set off against the dark back
ground of pines. "I've heard about
you. But why don't you wait an
other month before you take up
any timber land? You're liable to
buy up a forest fire, if you get it
now."
"Not with you for fire patrol!"
Kay looked up demurely from un
der her long dark lashes. The more
she could keep his attention cen
tered on her the better, in this
danger spot.
He gave an appreciative chuckle.
"You've said it! Firebugs aren't
going to have the cinch they've
been having any more." Sudden
ly his eyes wandered past her, and
he stiffened in his saddle, as he
peered through the woods. "Hullo!
What's that?'T
"What? I don't see anything."
"Looks to me like a pile of
brush." He swung off his horse at
he spoke. "Just wait a minute un
til I investigate."
Tom Runyon strode off through
the woods.
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Tomorrow. Ky outnlU Tom Run
yon of the Are nitri
PROFITS OF GODLINESS
REVIEWED BY PASTOR
IN NAZARENE SERMON
Ueinn s hU toptc Sunday morn
ing. "Viewing the Profit of Uocill
neM." In speaking at th Church of
th Nawrenf, Frwt M. WMtherford.
pufttor-evflngcllfct, took hit tftxt from
1st Timothy, 4:8 "Godliness Is pro!
i table unto Ml things, having prom
ise of the life that "now U, and of
that which la to come.' An excerpt
of the menage, follows;
"aodllnesa U the tUt of the per
on transformed Into the Image of
Ood. It Includes the new birth and
the cleansing sanctifying power of
Ood.
"OodllneM la an Inward happiness,
altogether Independent of outwaro
circumstances. It Is more valuahl
than wealth, dearer than hcilih, and I
Incomparable to fame. It Is a libel
on the redemptive work of Ood
through Jeaua Christ to represent
Christianity as a gloomy affair; to
think of an Individual having re
covered to himself through the re
deeming sacrifice of Christ a libera
tion and an absolution of all that ain
had done to tils lire Is sufficient to
put him on the committee of per
petual gratitude for the remainder
of his days.
"The ungodly have no guarantee
of the present except the guarantee
of death which carries with It the
stamp of eternity. The condemned
man la reckoner! as good as dead
while he lives, for It Is only a matter
of time until the hand of execution
falla. One cannot violate the law
and long evade the crptor: whetner
the taw be civil or of divine origin."
MAXIMUM SENTENCE
FOR CLERIC SLAYER
COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo., July
7. (AP) Tlie Rev. Hurry 8, AMUey,
ronvlrtrri of vohinhtrv rmr-'ft'uhtu
In the nlnylng of his sirl-wiff last
January, was sentenced today to
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fRftvgUNfi 80 rAiie$ an Hour.
"fURH, JUMPED COMrUTfeLYoVER
MoTrteR CAR, THEN
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tUlOTtotS--AND
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Leapfrog on the Rare Track.
Like little bugs on wheels, midget
racers spun around a. Detroit track
one day In 1935, hitting speeds from
60 to 100 miles an hour. Curley Mills
of Loa Angeles at the wheel of car
Ho 18 was- riding high. Weaving In
and out, he waa doing about eighty
when he,, hit a turn, skidded, and
felt hla car leap from the track.
Alongside was car No. 43 with Jimmy
Prock of Detroit at the wheel. Up
and over Prock and hla racer soared
aerial-minded Miller's car, down on
the track It bounced, then continued
onward as though nothing had hap
pened. Strange as It seema, neither of the
cars were disabled by- the "leapfrog"
Incident. Prosk had to withdraw
from the race a few laps later when
Ma car developed some trouble, but
Miller continued blithely onward to
the end of the hundred-mile race.
Lovesick Nelson.
Had It not been for the level head
and persuasive Ability, of one of Ho
ratio Nelson's brother officers, the
English navy would have lost Its
greatest figure, the hero of Trafal
gar. On leave in Quebec In 1782, Nelson
visited an Inn where he met and
fell In loce with a girl named Simp
son, a name peculiarly fated to affect
English history about a century and
a half later In amazingly similar cir
cumstances, with his ship ready to
sail. Nelson made up ht mind to
desert rather than leave his love be
hind. A brother officer In whom he
confided his plana managed to argue
him out of it and Nelson gave up
hla "Maid of the Inn" to sail on to
his glorious destiny.
White, House Bride.
Daughter of Drover Cleveland's law
partner, Oscar Folsom. Francis Pol-
som married the president In the
White House at 22. She was the first
White House bride of a president. In
1908 her husband died and five years
later Mrs. Cleveland married Thomas
J. Preston, Jrt, marking the only In
stance In U. S. history when a presi
dent's widow remarried.
Tomorrow: 18 Hole In One.
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By 0. M. PAYNE
from seven years and eleven months
to eight years In the state peniten
tiary. The sentence waa the maxi
mum. Judge John Melkle said: "I con
sider the sentence Inadequate, but
it la not for me but for the legis
lature, to make any changes In the
law."
Ashley based his defense on Insanity.
Dies at Wheel.
HILLSBORO, Ore., July 7. (AP)
Harvey B. Jordan, 65. of Everett, Wn.,
died at the wheel of his automobile,
apparently from a heart attack, near
Cornelius Monday, Coroner F. J. Se
well reported. Mrs. Jordan, who wai
returning to Everett with her husband
from Forest Orove. brought the car
to a halt when he colapsed.
Rites Held for Npsler.
HILLSBORO,' July 7. (AP) Fun
eral servicea will be held this after
noon for Claude Herbert Nosier, 82,
grade arhool superintendent here, who
died of a heart attack Mondav. Sur. 1
vlvors Include his widow, two sons,
Lyle of Portland, and Bruce of Grants
Fnss. and a daughter, Mrs. Carl Blck
.'on. Taft.
TAILSPIN TOMMY Josef Is Cautious!
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THAT SHE- HAS BEEM
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