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PAGE FOURTEEN MEDFOnn MATL TRTTWNTC, MEDEOKO, OREGON. FRIDAY, AUGUST 19, 1938. LOVE ON THE RANGE .IT DOMIC, m. The Story So Far Under the name oj Streeter, "Blur" Ankrom take a job on the Rafter T to help lovely Lei Trone. A plot U on foot to grab the ranch, and Ankrom want to discover who Is behind it lleflle. a sheepman, jumps- the water tank. When the blusterinf. sheriff, R&tehford, tries to keep Ankrom from going after Heffle, Ankrom shoots the gun from his hand. Chapter 23 -', . Challenge AS Ankrom spurred his buckskin toward the southwest line camp, he decided that Ratchlord would waste no time before at tempting to even up the score. Well, let him try. Action was what Trone needed now to shake him from his frightening lethargy. Ankrom thought it likely that nis blow to the sheriff's chin would produce all the action they could handle not to mention the man ner in which Ratchford'a pistol had left his hand! His mind turned to the line of Sab the sheriff had handed out. , ftmnke srrepn. hp thought skeD- UcaUv. The thing was too glib nd pat; it hung together much too nicely to be the truth. Yet Ankrom was not sure enough to discount the story entirely that yarn a Bout Claydell had not been woven from wnoie ciotn. Some railroad, Ankron believed. must actually be planning to build road from Amarillo to El Paso: this was a thing too readily veri fied .or disproved for the sheriff to find worthwhile the risk of a lie. It was even possible, he reflected, that someone was planning to Duna a lown n snort amiance irom Trone's valley. His engineering years at college had shown him that the damming of the valley could easily prove a blessing were the project controlled oy scrupu lous men. In the hands of a man like Clavdell. It would undoubted' ly prove a curse. But ho did not be lieve there could be sufficient ma terial profit in the Venture, or even In the combined ventures, to at trqct or tempt tho owner of the swinging j. Claydell might be a rascal, yet he could not see the man in the character painted by the sheriff. uiayaeu was, in AnKroms opinion, much too big a man to fit that guise. Ankrom's thoughts turned back to Lee Trone. He could not get her out 01 mind, tie Kept seeing ner as he had stood in the open bunk house door when Betty's arms were round his neck, with that look of reproach in her eyes. Ankrom groaned aloud; though the afternoon was hot, cold sweat came out upon his forehead. He should, he reminded himself bit terly, be glad she felt toward him as she did. There was no place in a gun man's life for a woman like her. But he wanted Lee, he realized now wanted her as he had never before wanted anythingl The buckskin topped the crest of Eagle Point. Below him the Rafter T's southwest line camp, presented a scene of great activity. A man stood in the cabin doorway watching Ave or six others busily stringing wire to a long row of heavy posts that completely cir cled the great water tank and cabin. Whether this land belonced to Trone or not, one fact stood clear above all doubt in Ankrom s mind. Trone's long rule upon this range was being challenged; unlesji the challengers were met and battered down, Trone's hold would be broken 1 Ankrom sank his spurs and the buckskin lunjed down tho treach erous slide. One of the wire-string-era glanced up. Ankrom saw the man drop his pliers on the instant, aw his lips spread widely in a shout h- could not hear, and dash for the cabin as the man In the doorwey ducked within, to reap pear a moment later with a border Tide in the crook of an arm. Outnumbered ANKROM urged the buckskin to further effort, lest the men should fire before he could close the distance separating himself from the disputed cabin and water. He was outnumbered by at least five men, and knew it. But his mood would not permit him to take cognizance of odds. Passion flung Its glow across his checks as he saw the last of the fence-stringers sprinting frantically toward what they judged to be the scene of coming action the old cabin built years ago by Rafter T. And the eyes staring out above those tautened cheeks held a glint that was bleak as sun on wind-swept Ice. He swept straight up to the cabin, flung the reins across the buckskin's head and slid from the addle. The men flanking the cabin stood tense and wary. They were neither cowboys nor sheepmen; Ankrom recognized this at once. They were tall, lean and sinewy with a look of cold efficiency. Within swift reach behind them a row of rifles stood against the cabin wall. Flashing across this group An krom's gaze rested momentarily I TRUCK RATE REVISION 10 CONTROL WELFARE BAN FRANCISCO, Alg. 9. Ut The California railroad commUwlon marie public today a propoiwd rrport of two examiners, upKsttiiR a lan;o number of downward revlalona in highway freight rat and polnttnr to "Bdvantas "of "uniform rale for both northern and aouthern Cali fornia." The report waa liurd to th eom mlMlon by Examlnera Howard O. Preu and William H. Oorman. after 17 daya of hearing. The commission, tn making public the finding, ks Ahlpntrs and carrier to file excep tions or erttlciAms toy flrptombrr 11. nd set October 6 a the date tor oral argument , upon the man in the cabin door. He was tall, lean, rawboned, with a lantern jaw and close-set eyes in a pockmarked face. A cud of to bacco bulged one cheek and a tangle of grayish hair hung down across a corrugated forehead whose most prominent feature was the knife-scar that ran slant wise above one eye. Ankrom's voice broke the quiet "Who's roddin" this crew?" The man In the doorway shifted the rifle cocked in his arm. "Me," he said, and spat. "An who are you?" "Boone Heffle if it's any of yore business." "I'm makln' It my business, drawled Ankrom softly. "What are you doin' on the Rafter T?" The man's eyes showed a rush of temper. "I'm drivin' posts an' stringin' wire an' I'm not on the blasted Rafter! Anyone'd think that outfit owned the earth to hear 'em talkl" 'They own this cabin an' water hole," Ankrom said, "an" they're givin" you just three minutes to make yourselves scarce. An' them that haven't left when that time is up will be carried off later feet first" When Ankrom, heading for the corrals, Ignored Lee's call, her face went white. One hand clenched the quirt that was looped to her wrist. It almost seemed as though she was of a mind to use it as she took iwo swift steps after the new man's retreating figure. But she stopped abruptly. With an unfathomable light In her eyes she stood abstractedly beside Tom Ratchford and her father. Idly she watched Ring Legs follow Ankrom to the pole corrals, shake out his rope and send its loop snaking across the head of a bay whose long, slim legs seemed built for speed. Plainly Ring-Lees had notions of tailing the new foreman back to the dis puted water. 'You'd Be Surprised' WHEN Ankrom sent his buck skin out across the yard and Into the trail leading to the val ley's rim, Lee beckoned to Ring Legs. Reluctantly the puncher turned his mount in her direction. When he stopped the bay beside her, Lee said: "Just leave him here, Ring-Legs. Thanks for saddling him." "Huh?" the puncher's Jaw dropped open. "Mind ridin' that trail again, ma'am?" "I said you can leave the bay here get out of the saddle." "I was flggerin' on followin' Streeter," he began, but she stopped him with a gesture. "Then you'll have to saddle an other horse. I'm in a hurry an' this one's handy." "But, ma'nm," Ring-Legs pro tested, red of face, "you can't ride in them duds!" Lee glanced down at her light blue frock. "Can't I? You'd be surprised at what I can do once my mind's made up. Get down, now; I want that horse." Ring-Legs dismounted. The next moment Lee was In the saddle, and off after Streeter. When she reached the crest of Eagle Point, she saw that he was standing before the cabin and that a line of men were facing him. He seemed to be talking to a man who lounged In the doorway, a rifle held in the crook of an arm, but she could not catch his words. Cautiously, she urged the bay into the trail leading down the slope. If she was seen, the men gave no evidence of the fact: their ex pressionless eyes seemed glued to Streeter's face. He couldn't see her for his back was turned toward her. Drawing near, she kneed the bay to one side of the clearing be fore the cabin, to a place where she could see all faces and easily hear any spoken words. As she settled herself to watch, she heard Streeter s voice cross the silence recklessly: "I'm givin' you Just three min utes to make yourselves scarce." biience leu again about the cabin. HcfTle's eyes took on a burn ing glitter. He spat abruptly; said: ''Who the hell might you be? 'Pears to me you're mighty free with your orders." "I'm Streeter foreman of tha Rafter T." "Yeah? When'd Mose Hackett quit?" He dlrtn t aim he had his lamp blown out. I'm some sur prised your boss ain't put you wise. "Dead I Mose Hackett?" Heffle'i angular jaw sagged In amazement. It closed swiftlv with a harsh snarj. "What d'ye mean by boij?" 1 was referrm to the Bent that gives you orders like the order you got to jump this camp." uraersf Men. no man gives me orders, mister you included. I do jest as I please, an' when I damn well feel like it!" "Then you'd better start feelin' like cleann' out," Ankrom's drawl was soft and wicked, " 'cause you've only got two minutes left if you're aimin' to leave under your own steam." (CHrritit. J?.l, Hiltfm C. Kfi Tondertmoke, tomorrow. J It vm polrited out the report con template the third atep takn by the eommlsMon to tvfoilnte truck rate to end an era of "destructive rale cutting' and "unprecedented and lntenae competition between truck carriers and the railroad." (The first two steps comprised the etttahllMunent of minimum rates, mlPA and regulation! for the high way transportation of lea than car load lota for northern and southern California.) The proposed order. If finally adopted by the commission, would supercede rata and rules In 13 or ders heretofore Issued and would provide a uniform truck rate iv queats for a differential but retained the differential In favor of cotutivlM Tease la. Hot on im Roof. PENN VAN. N. Y.. Aug. 1. T, It was hot on the tin roof which Charles Bchulta was repairing, fie got a thermometer to find out Juet how hot it wrw. It broke at 130 -Um Mall Tribune Want Ada. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, Inclosln itamped envelope for reply. Re. V. B. Pat. Off. 1 It TOWN f cNGtj "stlir e-EHlMt) BRITISH , -57 fk.ll MA UW 60-To-l Victor Successfully flghttng off 60 Ger man attack planes, Lt. Colonel Wil liam Oeorge Barker, Canadian flying ace, brought his ahlp back from over the Oerman lines alter one of the most onc-alded and spectacular aerial dnff flghta tn aviation history. The event took place on October 37, 1918, over the Western front. Barker hod been scouting over Ger man territory and was returning to bis base when th sky above him darkened with German airplanes. Lake Creek Orange Lake Creek Grange met In regular session August 13 with much better attendance tnan tisifal and also a number of visitors. Mr. Patterson, state fire Insurance agent, favored the assembly with an Interesting and instructive address. Mr. and Mrs. Al Floyd and Mr. and Mrs. A. B. Brock- way, all of Jacksonville Grange, wert TAILSPIN TOMMY Skeeter BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER T THE NEBBS The Grange IV TK.T.Vl H M.lttl fil fnidHKMvrV 'W r..AN'OLD MANJIPPEMl HE' USTY McGURxTlS IWE'RE GOIN alTiT'S WAR ToWJ r- A R murderer! I W mv3 TO RUN D0WN J deliberately L I vou and i play I after 'em,f.h? W the finish" n -' ,07ls BRIARSIE? V"5 TRIED TO W I FAIR, BUT ALL BETS SHAKE, PAL J I N-if ' 5' W C) -V NWYJHE-JUJWI-L HIM, L ARE OFF NOW SO V. "1 I x (JW n r I rrlM CsT-xl far as the Tl Back in Stock F:V , caktT wrr ixmL "-d a: J& ... , . AMD IM IN TOR N i -,AjsJE Pock:er MP:e,a . fiROTUER op l- J Ur; i, T ivuen i was almostV have bought a vacut anjd ) ' VTTnTO SAMMV TWE PROPRIETOI? r00' ) ! S,,!, ST1U.V. -A AW ERM1NJE J H col.wii.uam mm, Canadian woria warniv, . 4hgle handed, fought on $0 GERMAN PLANE OVER THE GERMAN IINES LINK UeNiuffel ayn4taU. bat. odd rocK formation lLL I " . fist ( ' near Blanei'ttd, Ufafi J ON Li 12 INCHES GQUhRZl nhneHnnume nhuei:-!- All V-.frts'rthAi, ' M MOON ISNdfMbQE OrGRZM Diving and alasl.lng nt him. the Germans ripped Barker's ship from propellor to tall with machine gun bullets. Disregarding the odds. Barker fought desperately tr bring his ship through. Three times he lost consciousness from loss of blood he had been struck by several slugs but each time managed to recover hla plane from spinning, to earth. Both legs were temporarily par alyzed from bullet wounds and one arm hung helplessly at his aide. Yet, strange aa lt seems. Barker shot down also welcome guests. Mrs. Floyd Is Pomona lecturer. Program for the evening was of recreational nature and much en joyed, members being grateful to Mrs. Floyd for her contribution of various stunts and games.. September 18 was definitely de cided on as date for the dinner and 4-H club and community exhibits to bo held at the Grange ball. Much Interest Is being shown In the affair, and even a larger attendance than that of lost year la expected. Arrives! WE REGRET that we had to substitute another act for skeets milligan's EXHIBiTIOM . . . BUT NOW 'VEJUST RECEIVED A CALL . . . War to the Finish! til nuti KUDT-TJft MMlNIClKROCK&EftWM BUKNINU fi7KrW6EK& WHEN HSR ffcTrlER ' OffPencbscoi&tjfle. four German planes, shook off the rest and escaped over British lines. In landing, his plane was wrecked, but he escaped alive. Barker was awarded the coveted Victoria Cross for this amazing feat, and finished the World war with honors. He shot oown 60 enemy plnnes and nine balloons. While other World war flyers have been credited with a greater number of planes shot down. Barker's story Is outstanding for the fact that ho entered a fight with odds against him of 60-1, yet merged a winner. Fish Ducks Dog. WOODSTOCK, Ont. (UP) On tarlo carp can compete with the muskellunge, northern pike, tuna and tarpon for fight and drive. At least two Woodstock boys believe so, Th ey ca ug h t a carp, struck It on the head, and then tied the fish tc their dogs leash. The enrp revived struggled back Into the water, and pulled the dog with U. 4 : Air mall service between New York and California was established in 1929. . . PROM THE. LOWER I mai jKEETj HAS 'I 1 EXECUTIVE While kMoaiN6 ot)f FLIES 16 "fEflM,5rfD5 ONE INTO TrlE BUSHES 61VES EAC1' DlREC-flDUS PERSUADES SOME OF WHESFTO LOOK) CHAH6- THE IH6 HIS ADVICE AS EACH SPOT FAILS 16 PRODUCE The Bfui. HELP 8 MATTER POF t I , END OP THE FIELD , lvT Nj (Copyright, lTOsTBfi, Bll SynJlfeo' -jrlf 3. Y IN DEFERENCE. " LANDED! AND SO. ,w mig FLYER AND FOR YOUR ENTERTAIN -MENT, THE race Officials have decided to hold ovd thf rfndiv race AS NEARES1 FIELDER. STAFFS AFfET? If.SHoWS 1b HIM fO MAKE rfSNAPW WHILE VJWm SITS DOWN. ENCOURAG ING, 1HE SEARCHERS Wrfrt AWICE OTHERS 10 GO AND . Hlf) l-OOK. MV AWAITS DEvEL0PMEN15j BALANC1K6 HIS BAT (Copyright. 1838, II1IKCKIL' ' one hour .if mm BECAUSE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, SKEfcTS IS ALREADY SOINS INTO By CLUYAS WILLIAMS ; - AMUSES CALLS SUPPEHLY HASHf HIMSELF BftTTitJG PEBBLES HE F0UHD IT VET Y WHY DOESN'T HE USE l& EVES ? . . Ball is foond at lasY. Resumes practice, mot er)k6 hepokn't see Whv hehasYodoeierV ,irim& om "The team by Th Bell Syndicate, Inc.) Bv 0 M PAYNE By HAL F0RREm Ey EDWIN ALOER By SOL HESS 1
