By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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SYNOPSIS: Whtn Kay Cnm
don't Lazy Nine ranch house and
barn burn. Josh Hastings, owner
ol th Flying Six, tries to buy her
' ranch and court Kay. But n
hates him and it determined to
keep her ranch and rebuild. Ted
Gaynor, a puncher the impulttae
ly hired, (tin the outjtt to cut Us
own timber and rebuild without
pay. Halting tendt his cowhand
Scrap Johnson to tie up the only
available timber land. But Ted
wins the race or an option, then
uhlp Scrap tor molesting Kay
end leaves him unconscious on
the mesa.
Chapter 19
Turning The Tables
IT WAS a good half hour after
Kay and Ted had left him on
the mesa before Scrap Johnson
came back to consciousness. He
stirred painfully, tried to sit up,
then fell back as he felt himself
constrained by the ropes that
bound mm.
Swearing to himself, he strained
against his bonds, and gave a snarl
of satisfaction as So felt them give
slightly. Alternately resting ana
working to loosen the knots in the
rope, he finally cleared himself and
staggered to his feet
His jaws ached and his face was
uelv with raee as he slowly started
back to the Flying Six on foot. He
had not gone iar wnen ne saw a
cloud of dust in the distance, and
emerging from it the figure of a
horseman coming toward him at a
iuu gauop.
As he recognized Josh Hastings,
Scrap Johnson's jaw set and his
hand made an instinctive grab for
his gun. A savage oath burst out as
he encountered the empty holster.
He had no illusions as to the re
ception he would get from his boss.
Failure was the one thing for
which Josh Hastings had no pa
tience or sympathy, and his fiery
temper when he was thwarted was
something to reckon with.
grabbed his shoulder. "Give me
this whole thing straight!"
"You've got the whole thing
straight enough!" Scrap wrenched
himself away. "I'm resigning from
your outfit anyway, here and now."
".Resigning HKe new ' josn Has
tings roared. "You're fired, and the
quicker you vamoose from this
range, the better!"
This don t seem to be my popu
lar day!" Scrap Johnson swag
gered insolently. "Your sweet
heart's boy friend threatened to
kill me the next time he saw me.
Maybe you can figure why?" he
taunted.
A look of cunning flashed Into
his face at an idea that suddenly
struck him, and he reeled over
close to Josh Hastings' mount,
where his eye had caught sight of
a gun in the saddle pocket
Before Josh Hastings could re
cover from his renewed conviction
that he was dealing with a drunken
man, Scrap had grabbed the gun
and covered him with a lightning
draw.
'Hist 'em!" There was nothing
drunk about Scrap's tone now, and
Josh Hastings dropped his reins
and reluctantly obeyed.
"Seein' as how I'm through with
this range anyway, I'll make my
exit in style," Scrap sneered. "Sup
pose you unfasten that belt of
yours and toss it over here?"
"You'll pay for this good and
plenty," Josh Hastings raged as he
obeyed.
I'm not sticking around to majte
any payments." Scrap stooped to
pick up the Belt wun us noister
and gun attached, with his left
hand. He never took his eye from
Josh Hastings or shifted his aim.
That Hike Back
HOOKING the belt over his arm,
Scrap reached over and
grabbed the bridle of his victim's
mount.
"Get down!" he ordered, his gun
unerringly trained on his former
boss. "Now. vamoose yourself." he
ended ferociously, when this last
A ft TV,,;-
1 -M .Sit
Scrap fired a shot that sent Josh Hastings' hat spinning.
command had been obeyed. "You
can have that hike back instead of
me!"
As Josh Hastings hesitated,
Scrap shifted his aim the fraction
of an inch, and sent a shot thnl
nipped the brim of his victim's 10
gallon hat, and sent it spinning to
the ground.
Without waiting for a further
reminder. Josh Hastings turned
and headed for the Flying Six
spluttering with inarticulate rage
After watching him for a second
Scrap Johnson swung into the
saddle, and headed at a gallop foi
the distant blue ridges of the Bit
ter Root mountains.
By the time Josh Hastings
reached home, his rage was no
longer inarticulate, but it was none
the less intense.
In the two hours during which
he had indulged in the unaccus
tomed exercise of trudging pain
fully across the hard sun-baked
surface of the range, he had had
plenty of time to face the bitter
truth that he had not only been
made a fool of by his former cow
hand, but by Kay Crandon as well.
Just when he had seemingly had
everything in his own hands, the
tables had been turned, and he was
now apparently farther than ever
from accomplishing his ends.
The appearance of Ted Gaynor
on the scene particularly enraged
him, and the taunting hints that
Scrap Johnson had thrown out
about his being Kay's "boy
friend," made him see red.
The thought of any rival was
intolerable, but the idea that the
man whom he believed he had put
down once and for all In the past
should come back to challenge him
was an added outrage.
(Copyright, 1J7. Jfarle it Xtnnud)
What's the meaning of this?"
posh Hastings pulled his plunging
mount to a sliding halt as he came
BDreast oi tne pioaaing puncner.
"Where's your cay use? And
Where's that option I sent you to
get?" '
Resentment flared Into Scrap
Johnson's eyes, and In his reckless
mood it was well for Josh Hastings
mat nis noister was empty.
"You were too damn slow,"
Scrap Johnson snarled. "They beat
you to it."
A dark flush' came over Josh
Hastings' florid face. He swore.
"You mean you let Kay Crandon
get there ahead of you?"
"Sure I didn't," Scrap answered
sullenly. "I stopped her all right
But when I got to Old Man Warren,
I found one of her punchers, a guy
named Gaynor, had got there
ahead of me, and bought up the
ridge you wanted and an option
on the rest"
Taunts For Hastings
HASTINGS exploded Into a
string of oaths. "The foxy
little n'lyl" he raged, then broke
off short and looked keenly at
Scrap. "What do you meon about
stopping her? Where is she?"
A reckless disregard of conse
quences suddenly possessed Scrap.
He was slated to be fired anvway,
so he might as well get all the re
venge he could.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" he
Jeered. "I've beaten you to It with
those red lips, anyway! And be
bclieve me they ain't waiting
around for youl That same Gay
nor guy came up and caught me
off guard, damn him, but I'll get
even yet!" Ho gave a wild inco
herent laugh at Hastings' expres
sion. "Some rival you've got
there!" he ended, "and is she sweet
on him? Oh, boy!"
"Shut up, you drunken fool!"
Josh Hastings reached over and
Josh Hastings nnils his two enemies
at hli mercy, tomorrow, and plots
revenge.
L
CUTS WEST COAST
EXPORT MARKETS
SEATTLE. July 3?. D The Went
Coast Lumbermen's association com
mented ruefully In a bulletin todsy
that "Canadian (lumber) export in
to the United states for June were
approximately four times greater than
U. 8. export to the United Kingdom
and British possessions."
It stated that while Washington.
Oregon and west coast Canadian lum
ber errvtrtB wm ii ail in r. , -
month, asalnat ISO 732.495 feet In j
May, Paella lumber Inspection bu-1
reau figures Indicated Canada still
grips SO to 60 percent of the export
trade from this International lumber
territory.
"The lag. which has dropped the
U. 8. behind Russia. Canada, Swect-n
and Finland as a lumber export na
tion, continues with a special em-
j phasls on the west coast." it added
j "Oregon and Washington lumber ex
ports are less than a third of what
they were In average or normal peri
ods before the erection of the Brit
Ish empire preferential tariffs '
while 13 percent of Canadian west
coast lumber exports for the first
six months of 103 7 were Into U. 8.
territory."
It stated western Csnada exported
98.331,371 feet Into the U. 8. the
first half of tills year, against 1.859,
604 feet sent by Washington and Ore
gon to British empire points. Total
U. 8. west coast lumber exports for
Janitsty to June Inclusive was 3ft..
8GI in, feet; for weatern Canada 833,.
171.470.
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Seir-Croivnecl King und Emperor
Veritable dictator of Prance aa the
nation's first consul, Napoleon made
up his mind to put an end to the
constant plotting for the restoration
of Bourbon royalty by becoming royal
himself. A vote waa held on the
matter and by & majority of over
three million to less than three thou
sand, French voters showed their fa
for of hla plan.
Choosing the title of emperor In
preference to that of king because
of the centuries of easocaltlon be
tween the latter title and the Bour
bon family, Napoleon requested Pope
Plus VII to perform the coronation.
The pope agreed and arrived In Paris
for the ceremony December 2, 1804.
Religious solemnities were observed
and the actual moment of the crown
ing came. As the pontiff raised the
golden laurel wreath over Napoleon's
head, the emperor snatched It from
hla hand and placed It on his own
head.
In hla coronation as king of Italy
In 1805 Napoleon again Insisted on
crowning himself with hts own hands.
As he did so he said: "God haa given
it to me woe to him who touches
It I"
Lincoln's Life Story
It has been said of Lincoln that
more books have been written about
him than any man other than Christ.
Yet, Strang ens it seems, when Lin
coln waa asked for hla autobiography
i as material for Lanmnn's "Dictionary
of the United State Congress" In
1858. he replied with an account of
his life In Just 47 words.
In editing Lincoln's biography for
the Congressional dictlonacy, Lanman
added a few words. It appears In the
edition as follows:
"He was born In Hardin county,
Kentucky, February 12, 1809; received
a limited education: adopted the
profession of law; was a captain In
the Black Hawk war; at one time
postmaster of a small village: four
times elected to the Illinois legisla
ture; and a representative in con
g ress , from Illinois, from 1 84 7 to
1849.'
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(Copyright, 1937, by The Bell Syndicate, Tne.)
8 'MATTER POP
By 0. M. PAYNE
Tomorrow: What Tow n f One
Country is the rnpltal of Another?
Army Veteran Dies
BROOKY1NE, Mass., July 37. (AP)
Major General Samuel Starrow Sum
ner, 88, retired U. S. army cavalry
officer, died at his home here yester
day. A veteran of three ware, Ooneral
8umner was a native of Carlisle, Pa.
Ha retired in 1908.
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THE DALLES. July 37. (AP)
The United States army engineers
will call for bids soon to construct
two trunk sewer mains replacing
those submerged with the comple
tion of Bonneville dam.
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Edward Ostrancler Dies
CORVALLIS, July 37. (AP) Ed
ward Oetrander, one time member
and secretary of the Oregon public
service commission, died here Sat
urday. He formerly managed the
Oregon-Washington Lumbermen's association.
Pioneer Jeweler Dies
SALEM, July 37. (AP) Charles
T. Pomeroy, 73, senior member of
the Jewelry firm of Pomeroy 4c
Keene of Salem, died at Seaside
Saturday, of a heart attack. He was
a native of Oregon.
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glass and will replace your broken
windows reasonably. Trowbridge Cab
inet works.
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