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TirEPFOTCD M.AJL TRTBITNE, MEDFOHD, OREGON, THURSDAY. JULY -28, 1938. PAGE EIGHT -w LOVE ON THE RANGE BY XELSOM C. UU. The Story So Far "Blur" Ankrom il trying to es cape hl reputation for gun-play, but becomes enmeshed in trouble again when he rescues Lee Trone from a band ot thuos. She offers him a job on the Rafter T, which is in difficulties. He 7oc there un der the name ot Abt Streeter, and immediately has a run-in with the surly range boss. Chapter. Four Old Man Trone HARDLY had the men of the Rafter T concluded their sup per and started fishing in their pockets for the makings than a shadow darkened the doorway. Mose Hackett. the range boss, stood there swinging his glance about the room. It stopped abrupt ly when It reached Ankrom. The boss growled. "Streeter. the Or Man wants to see you up at the house. Right away." With out waiting for a reply, he turned upon his heel and passed from view, heading toward his private shanty across the yard. Ankrom could feel the eyes of his companions upon him. His ace was inscrutable as ho rose from his place, pulled the last lungful of smoke from his ciga rette and ground the butt into a dish. Still without speaking he passed through the open door and aut into the gloom of early night. Ankrom's head. "What is it Hackett?" Ankrom had heard the opening of the door, but had not turned. He did so now and saw the burly range boss standing in the door way. Hackett did not look at him. "I was figurin' to sea you about that load of " "If you reckon on talking busi ness with me," Trone cut in, "coma "Well" Now Hackett's eyes turned full upon Ankrom and there was hostility in them. "I was figurin' on ridin' out to the southeast line camp." "We'll talk business later then," Trone's voice held a note of fi nality. The foreman nodded curtly, strode away. But in the look he'd flashed at Ankrom had been a defi nite threat There was vanity in the man; he would not forget that scene before the bur.khouse. He would bide his time until an op portunity came that would en able him to even up the score for the loss of caste inflicted on him by Ankrom before his men. Ankrom found Old Man Trone studying him shrewdly. "What's up between you an' Hackett, son?" "Hackett? . . . Oh, you mean that fella? Shucks, I don't even know him." Odd Layout BUT Trone was not fooled, An krom saw, by this evasion. "Hackett's an odd man." the s8" """ ""' ' """""""" , I ; :r h fmmm J. I " -fir- To Inkrom the prospect seemed anything but fine. When he reached the ranch house a vague slim shape was there awaiting him among the i h a d o w s of the veranda. He sensed that it was the girl. Lee Trone. Her voice reached out to him softly: "You came. then, after all." "1 reckon I did. ma'am." "Did you have any trouble on the way . . . ?" "What kind of trouble did you think I might be havin'; ma'am?" There was silence for a mo ment, then she said, "Dad will be waiting for vou in his office. It is the first room off the right of the hall. I 1 have told him that you are the friend of some friends of ours in Arizona; that 1 happened to run across you in town last night and offered vou a lob. Good night." She stepped past him and en tered the cjr. A second later Ankrom heard the purring of the motor, the meshing of the gears. With the crunch of gravel thu car moved smoothly off across the yard. Ankrom turned and entered the house. Upon the first door to the right of the hall he knocked. "Come in." a gruff voice bade and Ankrom entered an electricolly lighted room. His eyes went at once to the room's sole occupant, a man whom he judged to be well above sixtv. who rose from behind a desk. This man Ankrom knew at a glance for the girl's father. His dark- fea tures held the weather-bitten appearance of having been much in the windv open. His was a big boned frame big, but gaunt with leanness of a man familiar with a horse's back. He thrust a wrinkled brown hand across the desk and Ankrom gripped it A Uellnite Threat "CON." Trone said, "I'm glad ' to know you. Streeter's the name? Abe Streeter? Well, I'm flad to know anv friend of Colonel truthers How is the Colonel? Been some time since I've seen the boss of the XOT " "He's making out," Ankrom said. "Lee tells me she ran across vou in town last night." "Well, we met. She 'nvited me out Said you could use another hand " A light apoeared far tack in Ankrom's eves "I'm kind of at loose ends right now an' a 1ob of work would suit me fine." "Glad to have vou with us" Trone broke of! to stare oast rancher said in a musing sort of way. "Good cowman; knows his business. But he's a man that takes a deal of pleasure out of giving orders. When he gives one. he usually aims to see that it's obeyed. Likewise, he knows a thing or two about guns. He's a man most folks try to get along with." Ankrom grinned. "I know my place." he said. "1 don't know a whole lot about guns, but I reckon I could find the trigger if 1 had to." "Well, sit down, son. Visitors are too scarce around this range not to be treated with proper re spect." So Ankrom pulled up a chair and tilted it against the wall. An hour sped by while they talked about cattle, horses, and range conditions. At last he rose. "Guess I bettei be gettin' on back to the bunkhouse. 'Twouldn't do for the boys to be gettin' the idea I was too familiar. I-" he broke off as he heard the purr of a motor outside. It was cut off with a squeal of brakes, a door slammed and high heels tnpped across the veranda. The door opened and Lee Trone came into the room. Tl'ere was a letter in her hand. "Dad," she said with sparkling eyes, "Colonel Struthers and Betty are on their way to Dallas. They're going to stop off with us for a week or ten days and visit!" Trone looked at Ankrom and a pleased grin crossed his grizzled lips. "Say. nowl That sure is line!" To Ankrom the prospect ap peared anything but fine. Whv had this Lee Trone felt it incumbent on herself to tell her father that Ankrom. or Streeter as she knew him, was an old friend of these old friend of theirs? Why. indeed, had she deemed it necessary to tell him anything save that he was a hand lool-.ina for a iob7 Cer tainly she seemed rot tc have mentioned their adventure In Peso Pinto. But that wasn't the only thing about this business, he told him self. The whole layout was odd' wnv should those city tnugs have lured her to that disreputable neighborhood? Whv were thev attempting to run a brand on her? Or weren't they? Whv did the Rafter T's neighbors regard this spread and its owner as bad sub iects for conversation with strang ers? Was there some sort of a range war building up? Ankrom learns more about the Ratter T, tomorrow. THEY DIDN'T FIGURE ON THE LIGHTNING OKLAHOMA CITr, Okli. (API For seven year agricultural offlc.nla carefully selected Oklahoma seeds that resisted drought, pests and dls case. Finally they had strains htcb they believed would grow exceptional ly well In dry weather and would escape diseases. They stored between 10.000 and S3 o.ooc worth in an Ok lahoma warehouse .near Woodward. Torrential rains swept the tfy'.on. lightning struck the warehouse. Thr carefully chosen seed were destroyed Now some of the experiment will have to be started all over again. MINTING OF PENNIES IS Closing time for Too Late to Clu ify Ad 1 i:30 p. m. WASHINGTON (API The federal government may talk In billions but U does Its biggest coin business In pennies. Three out of every five American coins minted In the fiscal year Just ended were pennies The federal money factory turned out 366 870.920 coppers compared with lt.SftB 3.18 half-dollars, 25. AM 973 quarters 73. 8P0.0SO dime. 61.744 00S ntrkelt Coins also were manufactured at cost for Honduras Nuaragua. Colum bia and China. .SLASHED' Dresses cut to fi 9ft up. Ethelwyn B. Hoffmanu. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, (nclosln stamped envelope for reply. Reg. U. 8. Pat Off. MID LLAMAS Do Not EXIST Long eerVjReiM.ftrWWM.oF uRope&Ns in south rSMwich, 1HflR NfflWe. rift8iTW. CACTUS f! K r)il.l Ilrklfj I . flew ww iOH6;flN(WHlte 7V wli UNLOCKED 6000 YEbR 0?E6SPTlM Hl&bRy ftV WORKINfi 2o VfAffg fflDgeiPrtgRTHfcfArAfiD IT proved 1,0 eeirie vxi p iKrnmiNe Ancient fceVPtlbN scripts 1.1 iHe Rua fwp ftcfc of HefMfls RM Tn0 ZUCCESeiVE DZAPHSffc inewis --1MeN 1H8 wis WON VlrTH P MlK'OVtR (4-tnile e-feeplech&e, Key to the Past One of the most remarkable epi sodes In the history of archaeology was the finding In 1790 of the famous Rosetto Stone, which pro vided a key to translation of ancient Egyptian, a feat until that time unaccomplished. Divided Into three parts, each a translation of the other, the Roeetta Stone presents In Egyptian hiero glyphics. In demonic writing and In Greek a decree of 195 B. C. honor ing Ptolemy V. Eplphanea. By com paring the known Greek with the unknown Egyptian writings, the "dead" Egyptian language was un folded to modern civilisation for the first time. The work of translating thle fam ous basalt tablet proved to be no simple matter. Strange as it ssems. to unlock 6.000 years of ancient Egyptian hUtory required 30 years of work by one man Champolllon. a French scholar. Discovered by a French officer near the historic city of Rosetta In north ern Egypt, the stone was carried to France. Nobody could make head nor tall of It until, three years later. Champolllon started to work on It. For the next 20 rears Champolllon applied himself to the immense task of deciphering the Rosetta Stone's markings, realizing almof, Immedi ately what possibilities they held. Then, In 1622, he was able to an nounce the results of his work to the French Academy of Science, through this key. other hieroglyphics were easily translated and today a more comprehensive picture of an cient Egypt his been gained than otherwise would have been possible. Tomorrow: as he wrote. The author who lived TO SUIT HIS WORK NOBLES VI LLC, Ind. (APt When John Duckwall, rural mail carrier, goes out In his automobile for a pleasure drive he Jut slides from the right to the left side of the front seat. He has two steering wheels, one on the right and the other on the left side of his car. Mall must be deliv ered from the right side, hence the extra wheel. "Patient" Holds Vp Doctor. OMAHA. (UP) Dr. C. F. Banttn never got a chance to dlacnose thJ case of the patient who telephoned him for an appointment. When che "patient" walked into the consulta tion room after makinp the appoint ment, he bound Dr. Buntln and es caped with a diamond ring md 820. Opium Auctioned. PE1PING. (UP) Two thousand seven hundred ouncea of opium, .which the tax bureau confiscated be cause no taxes were paid, were auc tiond off here, the vernacula press announced. ' t Cribbed Speech Wins. PEIPING. (UP) A speech cribbed from official newspaper editorials won first prize for a young Chinese girl in an oratorical contest sponsored oy Hsln Mln Hul. a Japanese-sponsored peace and cultural movement here. TENNIS PLAYER By CLUYAS WILLIAMS FEELS THW HMM6 S0f A REAL "TErJHlS RACKET TOR. HIS BlRTtfP&V, HE'S fOO Blis fO PLhV K1D5' 6BMES NOW OUT ON rKOrt) mWN AW OCis uiiue utsrtsniu. ?RftCflrt5 H11fW6 BALL, MISS- HARPFR AND 6)VK H1M5ELT h CKACK. Of BUCK OF HIS HEAD INS 20 TIMES OOTOF20 BflU HMlr(6 DISAPPEARED SHRUBBERV TRIES BATfitfS pebbles Which iskt much FUrl BECAUSE HE CAN'T HIT WHAT HE AIMS AT JU66LE5 RACKET AWHILE T0SSIN6 Vf UP AND TRVW6 To CATCH IT BY THE HANDLE DASHES OFF, LOOPING, 1& JOItJ IN A 6AME OF DDCK-ON-THE- ROCK , RACKET AND 8ALL.TUR(H W& UP, SODDEN, SEvERALDAtt UTTER IN 1HL oHKUoBEXr 7-77 (Copyright, 1638, by The Bell ByiiiUMle, lac) 3 MATTER POI U. PAYNE By 0. MV walk f SA(T, TOUT'S jff 6 itti Ki' Troll's) 1 ' (L t-lT. Come- TAILSPIN TOMMY Bad News I By HAL FORREST WHAT DO VOU riEAMf ... I THE MERCURY? AND THE SHIP WAS CRACKED UP SINCE THAT TIME, WHICH CANCELS THE CERTIFICATE! NEXTI If "Mt-lt 14 WXW&y-ii' II I I I B I IE-HS5T mdlk a READ THIS, TOMKINS! 1 fWSM , f BUT... MY V YES .. BUT THAT U W Snainfl WSmmu i 1 V the f Cm 330 V 3157 MOPEL FUSS OF THE t0U6l.S DST.FtHNE lZAO. Slf -H IV K : l2i K V 1, W By BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER Whose Sass? EDWIN ALOES RUSTY MADE THE ROUNDS OF THE PABM. Ritr DIDtfT LOCATE BEN OR BRIAR WE SEE HIM NOW RETORTIN6 BACK TO OLD, CROTCHETV -JASOri JONES! iVWf AND YOU'VE BEEN 60NE)f ; f, SO THIS IS THE WAY YOU HELP BEN PUN THIS FARM, IS IT OUT LOAFIN WHILE HE'S AWAY TEND1N TO 7 BUSINESS? 31 7 ouireBsi r vT?TM i . . -J x srs,' ft 1' wW'VrMsj A MINUTE, MP. JONES BtN btT Mfc TO TOWN TO SELL A TURKEY AND I DID IT, AND HERE 3 THE MONEY J BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER High Words! jf OONT TALK BACK TO Me! " I FEELIN PRETTY ROOSTERY, msSm AIN T YA? 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