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PAOE FJC1TTT MTDFOTCT) MATT, TTlTBrmTC, MEDFOTCD, OKEfiOy. THTTRSPAY, AUGUST 18, 3938. LOVE ON .sr nelson i'he Story So Far i net U tightening abound the Iter T. Going by the name oi Streeter, "Blur" Ankrom take a job there to help lovely Lee Trone. Betty Strutheri gets on the ranch under false pretenses. She make a play for Ankrom which putt him in bad with Lee. Batehford, the sheriff, telle An krom that Claydell, a neighbor ing rancher, wants the Tronee land because a railroad I going through. Then Heflle, a sheepman, jumps the water tank. Chapter 22 Speeding Up TTHIS thing was bad, thought An krom, and would be worse. Whether ancient animosities, jeal ousy of water rights, or a railroad and the prospect of a future town lay behind this web, he had no means of knowing. But of one thing he was certain: things were speeding up and Trone needed him a powdersmoke sho down could not be far away. These men against Trone were dangerous, and their next move might well be directed at himself. He looked at Trone and saw the old man lift a shaking bottle to his lips. When the bottle was empty Trone hurled it from him with a muttered oath. Ankrom's lips curled a little. This old hel- 0Z The sheriff stared at the numbed fingers of his shaking hand. lion, he thought, Is trying to bolster up his shattered nerves. Trone glared at Ring-Legs wildly. "Say that again." "Them fellas," the puncher growled, "say there's been a mis take . in boundary lines. They claim we been hoggin' too much land. They say that tank ain't on our land at all. They been given orders to string a fence that'll keep our cattle away from It. An' Boone Heffle give 'em orders." "Boone Hellle!" Trone whis pered the name and licked his lips. His courage seemed to be ebbing iwiftly. "You made a mistake lettln' that sheepman live," said Ring-Legs. "When you was fightln' Ratch ford's father an' them others years ago you oughta tromped the bunch of 'em underground partie'lar ' Heffle!" "But Heffle was on my side," Trone protested. "Why should he be strikin at me now after all these years?" "The Hemes of this world ain't on nobody's side but the man that's flaying the highest!" the bow egged puncher snarled. "It's plainer'n sin at the crossroads that this Heffle snake's been boughtl" The clump of boots turned An krom's glance. Ho saw Ratchford and Lee come running toward them. When they enme up Ratch ford shoved his burly frame to the front, grasped the puncher by the shoulder and whirled him round. "What's up?" "Boone Heffle's Jumped the tank an' cabin at our southwest line camp!" 'I'm The Law' RATCHFORD released his grip and swung on Trone. "Jumped your tank, has he? Well, I'm here to soy ho hasn't. The tank an' cabin at ynur southwest line ain't on your ground, an' yu know it You've been so.uattin' on tha' gov erment land for twenty years but that don't make it yoursl" Trone opened his ' mouth, but Ratchford's voice came first: "Let's see your patent to that land." Ankrom saw the color wash from Trone's cheeks; he seemed to shrink under the Impact of the sheriff's words. But not Ring-Legs. "Spreadin" it thick won't buy vuh nothin'," he jeered. "You jest watch how long Hellle stays there. Mister " "He'll stay there as long as he DERBY, Aug. 18. 8pl.) Bill Strang and Erneat Smith of Med ford were visitor in Derby. Tuesday Mr. and Mrs. Jim Cummins and cblldren wcr gutww of Mr. and Mrj Murl HayntB, Sunday. Judvm Miller. J. D. Junior, Lola and Evelyn Miller left Sunday fui the hop yard. Mr. and Mrs. Eltlnon and son Elmo spent a few houra at Gypsy ip.lng one day lat wee. Mr. and Mrs. Murl Haynea and family returned Saturday from a pleasant vacation o two aya at Gypsy spring. They got several gal lon of huckleberries. Gypsy aprtng seems to be very popular this ywnr. Friday there were about 50 viator Saturday was canning day lor tl.e ladles In Derby. Mra Cora T. Ouflln brought a carload of corn to can for the tvhoor hot lunchea this winter. Derby THE RANGE cm. damn well pleases!" Ratchford'i heavy voice rode through the puncher's words like a knife through cheese. "I'm the law around these parts an' I say Heffle'i in the right I've looked his title up an' it's good as gold. You pull any rough stuff out there t.V you smack square up against the lawl" "Says you!" Trone sneered, making an effort to pull himself together. But he was not the man he had been twenty years ago not the man who had torn this range from the grasp of its former owners. "You heard me!" . Ankrom drawled, "What you flg urin' to do about this, Trone?" "Do? Streeter, you go down there an' run them water piratei off!" "'F he does, this country'll be too damn hot to hold him!" said Ratchford threateningly. All the worry, all th. agony and doubts and strivings for peace of two long years in Ankrom's life were swept aside in the surge of his hatred for this blustering sher iff. There still was about this busi ness much he did not grasp, but one thing he saw with vivid clari ty. The hand at the helm of Rafter T had been idle too long. Swift ac tion was a necessity. "Sort of anticipatin', ain't you, Ratchford? I'd say offhand you were right smart of an optimist countin' chicks before they've hatched." His glance ran up and down the sheriff's form contemp- tuously. "You can't run a sandy like that on us." "Sandy, eh? You think I'm bluff In'?" Ratchford thrust a step for ward, bringing his face within short inches of Ankrom's own. "You bother Heffle or Heffle's men an' I'll have a posse at that wa terhole inside twelve hours!" Like A Cracking Whip ANKROM gave no ground. "That'll be just eight hours too late," he said. The sheriff's face went purple with rnge: "It may be too late to do Heffle any good, but it'll leave ample time to settle your ac count!" "You haven't got the guts to set tle my account. "Haven't got the why, you dry gulchin' killer " That was as far as Ratchford got. Ankrom's fist smashed hard against the sheriff's lips with a force that sent him sprawling. He got up, one hand tugging at the shoulder-holstered pistol Deneath his coat. Ankrom's posture did not change until the weapon came in sight. Then his hand went snapping down. Like a cracking whip his gun sprang clear of leather; spatl Tensely, and with bulging eyes In a face gone white, Tom Ratch ford stared stupidly at the numbed fingers of his shaking hand. His ?:un was in the sand a good eight eet away, its mechanism jammed by Ankrom's lead. "You was sayin", sheriff ?" Ratchford's lids drooped, but not before Ankrom had seen the new caution flooding their smoky deptns. The words he spoke came through clenched teeth. "You take this trick, Streeter but some other gent'll be draggin' In the next If you ain't fannin' dust inside two hours. I'll see that you're strung up for the killin' of Kelton Drcan!" Ankrom's laugh mocked the sheriff "I'll be fannin' dust all right Fannin' it toward that bunch of thievin' sheepmen. Next time you try throwin down on a man you better have your gun in hand an' make sure he isn't lookin'." Spinning round on his heel An krom set off toward the corrals. Lee Trone called, "Abe!" Ankrom continued on his way without sign of having heard. KtyntU, lC.lt. AV C. A'mJ Lee follows Ankrom, tomorrow. Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Johnaon were shopping In Medford, Wednesday. Our schoolhouM is receiving a. lovely white coat. Samuel Johnson received the contract for th Job. Leonard and Winifred Haynea were studenta of the piano In the Halght studio last Thursday. We had another forest fire brvak out on Murl Haynea place lart Tues day, burning over about 30 acre of good timber land. A careless hunter with a cigarette la thougnt to be the cauae, Murl Hayne sow the smoke and. with Lyle and Carl Haynea. went to fight It. but rVn King try and hla very efficient out fit were there to help them. Jlmmle Altera has been very buay the past week delivering wood to his customers In Medford, beforn pen' picking atarta. Jerry Arnold and Nick Myers were Medford vUltors Tuesday of laM veefc Mr. and Mra. Chss Humphrey were visitors of the P. D. Hills Frldav. We are sorry to hear of Fred Terr) a STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, Inclosing a stamped enrelope for reply. Reg. XT. 8. Pat Oft. OUTHERM -State's The Everglades One of the last frontier of ex ploration In the United States was the Everglades of Florida, a vast region of 4,200,000 acres, shut off from the outside world by an almost Impassable barrier of eaw-grasa Inter woven with wild myrtle. First white man to enter this mys terious, silent country was a Span lard. Escanent de Fontenada. who had been shlpwreched In the Straight of Florida and captured by the great cacique, Caloa. Between the years 1847 and 1000 the United Statea government sent out frequent expeditions, but none ill health and wish him a ap-edy recovery. . 4 Banker Dies. PORTLAND, Aug. 18. Prep arations for an emergency operation were halted yesterday by the death of Charlca W. Parcell. 44, assistant vice-president o.f the United states National bank. Parcell waa graduated from the University of Oregon. Use Mall Tribune Want Ad. TAILSPIN TOMMY la It Bad BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER 1 tEbl ' 0? 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H -y ryjf ' II 1' I CLVD6 8EMTV noted 3nim3 iw'net HrSPTbeiVCUPWM?- Too DMGEROUSI SL. a a-oci - .: t-JC "mtKS mamH, was able to gain access to the Inner region of the Everglades. Actually, -the everglades Is not a swampy region, as Is generally be lieved. The Everglades contains much fresh water In the form of lakes and stream fed by subterranean springs. Malaria Is almost unknown, and the climate Is described as being faultless. Oddly enough there Is no other region In the United States similar In nature to Florida's Ever glades. Grounded Animal Trainer Few men would like to have the Job of Clyde Beatty, noted trainer PERSHING RECEIVES WELCOME IN FRANCE PARIS. Aug. 18. V--Gen. John J. Pershing received a hearty welcome today on hla "homecoming" to Paris for a visit as chairman of the Amer ican battle monuments commission. More than 100 persons gathered at the Saint Lazare station to greet the wartime commander of the American armies In France. United States Am News? The Attempt I AND tfi ; Cl i I v AN ANNOUNCEMENT CONCtDNINtt "fMCM Ai JmSt '5r 1 fc&itt&TGlr? i' a : ''',1 i-.v, 1 " iiuihwhi hi j ,1He THRE6 wusKereeRs' WrTSVCWONCOr IHC THREE MUSKETEERS (1HEV WERE ATHos, . . ainian of "big cats." because of the rtaka encountered. Yet, strange as it seems Beatty's manager will not permit the animal trainer to fly because it 1 too dangerous. Hunting Robing Strange as It eems, at one time, in southern States, robins were killed by the thousands for food or sport. This slaughter is now for bidden bjrthe Federal Migratory Bird Law, enacted in 1913. Tomorrow: Was It ever proven that the moon la not made of green cheese? bassador William C. Bullitt headed a delegation from the American em bassy staff. The crowd stood respectfully silent as Pershing left the train. He waved his cane in salute to them. Flying Slab Kills. ASTORIA, Aug. 18. (Jp) A 'flying lumber slab struck and fatally In jured Elmer V. Koskt. 37. 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