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MEPFORD MATL TRTBtTNT!, MEDFOKD, OREGON, FRIDAY, JULY 29, 1938,
LOVE ON THE RANGE
.mason tin.
The Slory So Far
Under the name a' Abe Street
eft "Blur" Ankrom accept! a Job
at the Trone'e Rafter T alter ret
cuino Lee Troae Iron- a band of
thugt. She has concealed the ad
venture from her father and telle
him that Ankrom (cnoio tnendt
of thelri, the Strutheriei. Then
he heart the Strutheriei are
coming for a visit.
Chapter S
'Lies Are Dangerous'
A NKROM looked up and found
' Lee Trone j glance upon him
The laughter now had left her eyes
and in its stead he saw a tiny
cloud. As plainly as though she
had spoken aloud, he realized that
she was now recalling the lie in
which she had Involved him. Ma
licioua satisfaction stirred him as
lie saw now the possibilities 01 tne
situation were coming home to her
He said goodnight to her father
and with a nod to her passed down
the hall. She caught up with him
among the shadows of the veranda
and placed a hand upon his arm.
"Abel What will I doT Those
people are coming here tomor
row."
"Didn't you think they might
wnen you tola your uaa i was a
friend of theirsY
"Of course nott I had no idea
they were coming." She bit her lip
In vexation. "This is not going to
be exactly comfortable for any of
us."
"I expect not 1 shouldn't won
der but we'll manage to live
through it, though." The mockery
in his voice was plain. "Why didn t
you tell your Dad about that affair
in Peso Pinto? Lies are dangerous
things especially when they
come home to roost
"But I never dreamed ... I
couldn't have told Dad about that
business In town. You don't under
stand. He has troubles enough of
his own without my bringing him
any of mine."
WelL" he said roughly, "I
might be able to understand better
If you gave me a hint as to what
this is all about You can't expect
me to be much help while I'm goin'
It blind."
He could see the vague outline
01 ner race among tne shadows and
knew that she was trying to read
his expression; knew, too, that she
could not. Had it been daylight
now sne suu would have been un
able to come to anv conclusion bv
the sight of his features, for bis
race was lnscrutaoie, '
'A Volcano'
"VTOU you don't understand,1
' she began when he cut in.
"You said that before. We're
wastin' time. I'll say goodnight to
you, ma am.
Her grip tightened on his arm
and stopped him. "I'll trust you,
Abe," her voice came huskily
"Let's get in the car. You can drive
It into the stable. We can talk
there without anyone seeing us."
He helped her into the machine,
climbed in behind the wheel and
drove the car into the stable. He
shut off the motor and the lights.
"Well?" he said, a perverse mood
upon him. "Lets hear the yarn."
Her breath was indrawn sharp
ly. He felt a twinge of conscience
Tin sorry"
But she cut nlm off: "1 know
you think I'm a little liarl Go on
and say It!"
He could not see her face in this
darkness, but he knew that she
was mad mad at herself for the
position Into which she had lied
them both, and mad at him for
taunting her. He changed the sub
ject:
Are mess troubles ot your
Dad's connected with the ranch?"
i tnink so."
"Don't vou know?"
"I'm not sure. He never confides
In me. These last few months he's
necome very reticent He a grown
moony, us its so aiiucuit to ex
plain; Its nothing you can nut
your finger on, but there's a feeling
about this place that never used to
k hot I,1. lil. .W.i... - ...i
cano and waiting for it to erupt"
A silence fell between them.
"Perhaps," Ankrom suggested,
"it's money matters that a both
erin' him. This has been a tough
year, water holes dryln' up.
springs peterin' out ari' grass
burned to a crisp. You've got bet
ter water here than your neigh
bors, I expect They might let their
resentment spur em Into some
thin' that would end in powder
smoke. No tellin' what a fella'll do
when he sees his cow-brutes drop
Din' like Hies. Maybe your DacTs
sort of anticipatih' what might
start to pop round here if we don't
Set some rain dang soon."
that's been going on we seem to
be losing more than anyone else.
But Dad's been acting odd for
months. This rustling is something
new around here. One night the
boys notice a little tad of critters
in a certain spot say twenty or
thirty prime beeves. Next morning
those critters have disappeared
vanished. The range boss saya
there's not a sign to show where
they went or how. It's uncannyl"
"And you think maybe this
Hackett gent might be sort of . . .
on the make?"
"I I don't know what to think,
Abe. It seems so fantastic to con
nect him with this rustling or with
this other thing that's been bother
ing Dad. Hackett's been with us
over two years. Dad swears by him
and at him, sometimes. He has
been trying all sorts of things in an
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'It's Uncanny!"
"I DON'T think that is It," she
1 said slowly. "It rnicht aggra
vate the trouble, like this rustling
1 1.4 i
xti, &l
There was mockery in
his voice. "Why didn't
you tell the truth?"
effort to trap these cattle thieves.
Don't you think perhaps you're
letting your personal feelings to
ward Hackett warp your judg
ment of the man? After all, you
don't really know him. You two
seem to have taken a dislike tc
each other on sight I was watch
ing that scene before the bunk
house this evening. I couldn't
catch much of the conversation
What was it about? What starlet'
it?"
"Well, I expect maybe then
wasn't any start to it ma'am. Wi
just sort of fell out before we'd har
time to get acquainted. Hackci
sort of made it plain he wasn'.
aimin' to hire any help. He via;
mad mainly I reckon because J
didn't pay much attention to him
He's the sort of Rent that has ti
have attention, if you get what 1
mean. He wasn't built for the back
ground.
Well," Lee decided, "he certain
ly wasn t cut out to be a cow thief.
either. He's much too smart "
Ankrom chuckled. "Smart
ma'am? Shucks, I'd say he was nol
so much smart as foxy. Cunning
I'd say he even had a heavy leanii
toward the coyote side."
Tomorrow: Another
llarkrlt
run-In with
MOST OF RANGES
IN OREGON GOOD
&ALEM (UTM All of tho Oregon
ranges, with the excrptlon of por
tions In th Willamette valley and
the outhweAtvrn area, are in good
condition, according to a report hy
tho bureau of agricultural economic.
In the Willamette valley ranee fcd
la fairly good but la Retting dry be
cause of a aciirclty of rain iiiTing
the past alx wieks. bower ranges in
the aouth western area are dried up
mid the hny and grain crops hav
alto been damaged.
Range condition In the aoutlira.it
ern area are the Dent In ninny years,
and ratine conditions In the north
eastern area are "excellent.' The con
ditions of ranges In the Columbia
river area Is "verr good.
et v9i
PORTE RV1LLE. Cal. UP
Clarence Fleharty. who lost his right
arm 10 years ago, waa nevertheless
able to make a hole-in-one on the
Sierra HelpM Rolf course. It wan
a 124-yard drlw, by t or.'-armed
driver.
HAT OF MEXICO
MEXICO. D. P. (T The Mexican
ftnmbrero Is an Institution here, out
It may be a Joke aa well. If car
toonists desire to make a man look
ridiculous, they put a big aombrero
on him.
Yet, the aomhrero. or hat, may
aomet ime cost aa much as SC0.
Some are made of finest felt, adorn
ed with gold, silver and copper, r.no
a few of the precious toneA. lT.e
big hat has practical advantage
Mne It provides plenty of protec
tion from the sun, spares the eye
from Rlare, and prevents hunting
accidents.
In the United States a hunter
might mtrtAke a moving object In
the woods for a deer, but the Me.
lean aomhrero never has been taken
for anything but a sombrero.
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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BANISHMENT
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
Adventurous Author
A man who lived as he wrote, and
wrote as he lived wns Edward Zane
Carroll Judson . . . better known
aa Ned Buntllne. First of the dime
novelists, he invented and per lasted:
that technique 12 years before It
was popularized by the firm of
Bendlo 6s Adams.
Born In New York state In 1823,
Ned Buntllne ran away to sea when
a youngster and became a cabin
boy.
At 15 he won a midshipman's
commission In the U. S. navy for,
heroism displayed when a boat cap
sized In the East River on February '
10. 1838. Four yeors later he re
signed to Berve In the Seminole
Indian war.
Singlehanded. Buntllne once cap
tured two murderers and was re
worded 1600. In 1846 at Nashville.
Tenn., he was arraigned for the
shooting of one Robert Porterfleld.
with whose wife Buntllne was al
leged to have flirted,
Porterfleld's brother opened fire
on him in the court room; after a
wild cross-town chase he was seized.
Jailed . . . then lynched. His neck
waa broken, but he lived; someone
cut him down and smuggled him
back to Jail. He was not Indicted.
Buntllne later served. In the Mex
lean War; was Jailed one year for
starting a riot In New York's Astor
Place theater; started an election
riot In St. Louis, 1852. but escaped
by Jumping ball. Buntllne It was
who nicknamed William F. Cody
"Buiralo BUI" and made a national
hero of him In his dime novels.
After many more eventful esca
pades, Buutllno settled In his "Adi
rondack home and devoted himself
to his writing. During his life he
produced the equivalent of 200 vol
umes of dime novels, and once wrote
a 610-page book In 62 hours.
LONDON. (P) American gangsters
who are used to seeing gold tram-
ported In armored enrs watched over
by guards with drawn pistols will
weep at this news of how the British
do It.
Three men In an open horse-drawn
van pulled up In front of the London
branch of a New York bank recently
with 50 bars of gold, worth 15.000
each.
A messenger greeted them with
three cups of tea. The men set the
cups on the bars, lit their pipes
Ten minutes later they took tne
empty cups into the bank and cas
ually unloaded the S750.000 worth of
gold. I
Naval Air Cadet
Plunges To Death
. PENSACOLA. Fla.. July 29. (AF)
Aviation Cadet Lawrence D. Lunn.
23, of Darlington. S. C, was killed
at the naval air station here today
when his plane crashed and burned.
Lunn had completed his training
course here and navy orders trans
ferring him to San Diego, Calif.,
reached his commanding officers this
morning. He died without learnlnn
of the order.
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posed to stay quietly
in his room
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OUT NOW
(Copyright, 1938. by The Betl Syndicate. Inc.)
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