TirEPFOTCD M.AJL TRTBITNE, MEDFOHD, OREGON, THURSDAY. JULY -28, 1938.
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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WHAT HE AIMS AT
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IN A 6AME OF DDCK-ON-THE-
ROCK , RACKET AND 8ALL.TUR(H
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UTTER IN 1HL oHKUoBEXr
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