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TtfEDFORT) MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD. . OREGON. WEDNESDAY. JULY 28. 1937.
or ULUYAS WILLIAMS
TURNS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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SYNOPSIS: When Kav cron-
. don't Lazy "ine ranch home ami
barn burn, Joan HajlinBf. oumr
o the Flying Six, triee to buy her
ranch and court Kay. But Jh
hatet him and It determined to
keep her ranch and rebuild. Ted
Gaynor, a puncher ihe impuUive-
', ly hired. Hire the outIt to cut ite
own timber and rebuild without
pay. Halting! eendt hit cowhand
Scrap Johruon to tie up the only
available timber land. But Ted
tcint the option race, then uihlpt
Scrap for molettino Kay. Hat-
tinot Indt Scrap on the meta and
beratet him, but Scrap turnt the
- tablet by detly matching hit
bott't (tun. He taket hit hone,
tending him home aoot
Chapter 20
Chance For Revenge
ALTERNATING between
thoughts of Ted Gaynor as a
rival, and his fury at Scrap John
ion, Josh Hastings found himself
cherishing two distinct plans of re
venge. First of all, he meant to make his
former puncher pay through the
nose for his insolence, and his plan
here was definite and drastic, al
though it had to be handled with
care.
He had no Idea of telling the
whole story of his plight, and be
ing the laughing stock of the range.
So this prevented him from calling
the sheriff to his aid, and following
on the trail of Scrap Johnson with
a posse.
He had a hunch that Scrap was
headed for the Idaho state line, and
that he planned to make his get
away through the one pass that led
.over the Bitter Root from this re
gion. If he followed right after him,
there was a good chance of over
taking him. Scrap Johnson would
be pretty sure to figure that his
one-time boss would rather lose
his mount and call quits on the
situation than let the story leak
out of the fix his cowhand had
landed him in. Therefore, he
wouldn't feel pressed for time, and
It would be a fairly easy matter to
catch up with him.
"And there won't be any doubt
about who'll have the drop this
time!" Josh Hastings' thought
voiced itself aloud, with a malig
nant intensity of tone that boded
ill for Scrap Johnson when that
moment should come.
. He stooped down to ease the heel
of his boot, then limped along with
I groan.
7'He'll pay for that damn blister,
too," he muttered savagely, as he
forged ahead, his eyes squinted
Into the distance for a glimpse of
the scattered buildings of the Fly
ing Six.
Finally they loomed In sight, and
Josh Hastings slowed up as he
planned his campaign of action.
Then, regardless of his blistered
feet, he broke into a run for a
nearby coulee. He had no time to
lose if he was going to make the
lower corral ana get a horse with
out being seen.
When ne had left the ranch to
follow Scrap Johnson, he had an
nounced that he might spend the
eight in town, so no one was ex
pecting him. Right now the boys
would oe either In the mess shack
or gathered around waiting for the
supper call, so here was his chance
for a safe getaway.
At the Central Divide
ITOLLOWING the coulee, he came
" at last to the lower corral,
which was hidden from the ranch
buildings, and located a good 300
yards distant from the upper
corral.
Roping himself a horse, Josh
Hastings quickly saddled him and
rode back through the coulee
which sheltered him from view.
He gave the ranch house a wide
berth, and headed off for the
mountains at a run.
It was more than an hour later
when he reached the trail that
eventually led to the pass across
the divide.
The last streams of color from
the afterglow of the sunset were
fading into light pinks and laven
ders, and twiliKht was well under
way, as he started up the steep
climb between the living walls of
pines.
Only the faintest light penetrat
ed through the thick branches that
interlaced overhead, but Josh
Hastings pushed on, his lust for re
venge still strong upon him.
There would be a moon later to
guide him through the pass in the
saddle of the divide's profile, if he
had not overtaken his victim by
that time. But he figured he would
come upon him before reaching the
central divide.
Urging his horse on, he finally
emergecT from the heavily tim
bered slope of the eastern "divide
and, topping the ridge, plunged
down to the shallow valley that
lay between it and the central
divide. Ouieklv crossing h val
ley. Josh Hastings urged his mount
on up the scantily timbered slope
in um central aiviae.
The light of the rising moon
gradually spread over the whole
landscape, and by the time he
reached the crest of the pass it was
high in the heavens.
Just beyond the saddle of rock
was a small grassy plateau, which
harbored a spring-fed stream.
From its mysterious depths water
flowed in both directions, part
seeking the Bitter Root river in
Montana, and part flowing to the
Clear Water river in Idaho.
As Hastings neared this strange
nnt hi mount rtlunffed restive
ly, and instead of making for the
inviting water that gleamed ahead
in the moonlight he balked and
tried to whirl back and head
through the pass again. Hastings
steadied the animal and, urging
him on with a sharp cut of his
quirt, reached the small grassy
meadow that bordered the stream
Peering ahead through the
moonlight, he made out a strange,
hunched form lying oy ine eage
of the water.
He swung his mount sharply at
rieht aneles and headed him away
from the gruesome discovery. Dis
mounting at some nine aisiance,
he came back on foot to investi
gate, a baffled sense of rage ris
ing in him at the thought of being
cheated of his revenge.
He turned over the inert ngure,
then let out a startled oath as he
gazed at the deadly white face
which he had exposed to the
moonlight.
Instead of the pinched features
of Scrap Johnson that he had ex
pected to see, the still face of Ted
Gaynor in its frame of glossy
black hair, stared up at him.
The Trail Of Blood
RECOILING in the first surprise
of finding his other enemy so
unexpectedly delivered into his
hands, Josh Hastings stared back
at the seemingly dead face for a
long moment Then he dropped on
his knees, and placed a hand over
Ted's heart
A grunt of disappointment es
caped him as he detected a faint
beat But after examining the
wound that gaped in the fallen
man's chest, a grim smile of satis
faction flickered for a moment on
his lips.
"Reckon a good enough Job's been
done on you, after all, he ob
served callously. He rose to his
feet and stooped down to pull some
grass to wipe the blood off his
bands.
"Scrap Johnson's saved me some
trouble there, all right"
He scanned the ground care
fully, walking back and forth in an
ever widening semi-circle around
the wounded man. "Looks like he
got a shot from ambush," he mused
aloud, as he failed to find any
traces of footprints or trampled
grass.
"Hello! What's this?" He stopped
short and bent down to examine a
large flat stone, that harbored a
strange dark spot on its rough
gray surface.
Josh Hastings experimentally
stuck his finger in it, and exploded
into an oath as he pulled it back,
covered with a sticky red stain.
"Begins to look more like a
duell"
He leaned down close, and
found several more dark spots,
leading away from the stone. Fol
lowing them, he came to some
trampled grass and, with growing
excitement, followed in the vague
tracks.
After going 50 feet or so, he
came at last on the object of his
search. A dark form lay in the
underbrush by the edge of the
grassy spot, and this time as Josh
Hastings leaned close to identify
this second victim, he saw the man
he had expected to find in the first
place.
A brief examination showed him
to be far less seriously wounded
than Ted Gaynor. He had evident
ly fainted from loss of blood from
a flesh wound in his arm, but his
pulse and his heart both seemed
strong.
An ugly look twisted Josh Hast
ings' mouth, as he stood looking
down at the man ha had pursued
with such ruthless intent for
vengeance. A cunning jleam came
into his eyes as he anced back
to where Ted Gayw lay.
It was easy enr .gh to recon
struct what had happened. Scrap
Johnson had undoubtedly won the
draw and fired first, and Gaynor's
shot had gone wild, first catching
by chance the fleshy part of John
son's arm.
There wasn't a doubt In Josh
Hastings' mind that Ted Gaynor
was done for, but just in case he
might, by some miracle, pull
through, why not frame him, so
that the suspicion of what he was
about to do would be forever
ginned on this hateful enemy of
He now had the chance to fix
things so that no question would
ever be raised about how Scrap
Johnson met his end. Dead or alive,
Ted Gaynor would be held re
sponsible. Working his dastardly plot out
step by step, Josh Hastings took
off his bandanna and wrapped it
carefully about his hand. Then he
went swiftly back to where Ted
uaynor lay.
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tomorrow.
Mining for Cedar Logs
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mining.'' which ru extensively prac
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tury Ago. has boon revived, accord
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old. Shingles made from these logs
are almost Indestructible.
Today thia Industry has come to
life In the extensive marshland near
Maurteetown In Cumberland county.
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The Foreign Capital.
Through the fortunes of war, Vllna
holds the unique distinction of being
both the capital of a Polish province
of the same name and tne official
capital of the republic of Lithuania.
Pounded In the tenth century, the
city became the capital of Lithuania
In 1S33. Years of almost continuous
warfare followed In which Vllna
changed hands again and ageln. Rus
sia finally got a firm hold on It In
179A and hung on until the German
army captured It In IB 15.
When Poland and Lithuania emer
ged from the World War as separate
nations, the supreme council ot the
allies was called on to settle border
disputes. This the body tried to do
fairly by awarding regions where the
population was predominantly Polish ,
to Poland and, where the reverse was
true, to Lithuania. Vllna was pretty
much In doubt as far as population
went. It was held by Soviet Russia,
which was at war with Lithuania at
the time, so the city's nationality
went undetermined.
- Lithuania made her peace with
Russia In 1920 after a roiish army
won Vllna from the Russians. Russia
captured 1 t a while later and hand
ed It over to Lithuania whereupon
Polish troops took It from the Lith
uanians. The latter move was made
In violation of a League of Nations
treaty wherein Poland had a greed
to recognle Lithuania's ownership of
to recognize Lithuania's ownership of
Ironed out. Lithuania still claims Vll-
na as Its official capital though Kau
nas serves as the republic's provis
ional capital. Poland, meanwhile,
hangs on to the city.
The Crippled Conqueror. '
Tamerlane, famous Mongolian con
queror who five and a half centuries
ago overran Asia and part of Europe
with his armies, was ruler over 'half
the known world before he died from
fever while marching against China.
Yet, strange as It seems, the ruth
less conqueror was a cripple, suffering
from a club foot. It was from this
that he derived his name Tamerlane
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logs and Urge quantities or peat,
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committee today legislation providing
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dam project on the Columbia river
Minority Leader McNary (R.-Ore.).
one of the authors of the bill, obtain
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