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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
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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.
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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
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THE NEBBS
The Grange
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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
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Back in Stock
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Canadian woria warniv,
. 4hgle handed, fought on
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THE GERMAN IINES
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near Blanei'ttd, Ufafi
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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.
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Air mall service between New York
and California was established in
1929.
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