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PAGE ETflTTT rEDFO'RD MATL TTtTBtTNHE, M"ETFQ-Rn, QKEGON. TUESDAY, AUGUST 23. 1938. LOVE ON .BY BUM The biory So tar A plot Is on foot to imiuh the ttaltet T, and "Blur" Ankrom Mkn a fob Ihsrs to nslp loesly In from Sht ia'M Ills lift by ahoodnp an impomor Ketton Drean. but ht (tarns this only atc Orson's accompilc Betty, cause (rouble between them Rstebrord the heritf. tells An krom that Clrdell. a nelnhbor ina ranch?. is after th Tronti land because a railroad in going through. Ankrom accuses Clay dell Chapter 28 Claydell's AnBwer CLAYDELL'S bushy eyebrows drew sharply down above his yellow slare. ine nx-rooi ngure in his shiny black boots drew erect "Is this meant to be a )oke7" he asked. "Does It sound like a joke to you?" It sounds to me like the raving of a crazy man." Claydell said contemptuously. 'Do you think I'd be tool enough to do such things for the sake of a paltry railroad right-of-way? Use vour headl" 'Tm usin' It. Want to hear the rest7" "It it will give you any relief to elaborate further, by all means pin ahead." Ankrom nodded. "The railroad right-of-way is not the only thing you're after. Vou would indeed be a fool to risk so much for that. But that ain't all. You plan to build a town alongside the pro posed tracks about half a mile from the valley housing Trone's home ranch, ifour ultimate object is to dam Trone's valley in an at tempt to boom Rafter T land to the bunch of home-seekers the railroad is going to entice in for you!" "So!" Claydell expelled a cloud of smoke from his nostrils. "A likely yarn," he Jeered. "The only difficulty is in getting people round here to swallow it. I think that's where you're going to run up against a snag, mister." A calcu lating gleam shone from the yel low eyes. "Mind telling me where you garnered ail inese notions? ' Did Ratchford unload them on you?" "Why Ratchford?" Ankrom countered. "What's he got to do with it?" "That's something I'd give a deal to know." Claydell inhaled deeply, held silent for some time while he regarded Ankrom through the smoke. "I'll tell you something," he said at last "Tom Ratchford's got it in for me. He'd like nothing better than to catch me mixed up on the wrong side of trouble. You see the point?" "What point?" Claydell took a turn about the room. He stopped to face Ankrom squarely. "Ratchford gave you these notions to tcus your inter est." "Why would he want to do that?" "How do I know? I told you he didn't like me. He's been laying for me for years. The Ratchfords are a breed whi, don't forget" "Don't forget what?" Ankrom cut in swiftly. Claydell snorted. "Don't forget anythingl Years ago there was a sort of range war in this country. The ranchers here were trying to keep out nesters. squatters, home steaders. They succeeded till Trone came in. He -vas a hell-bender, and he brought a tough crowd with him. We couldn't budge 'em. I'm a sensible man, 1 hope. 1 saw the way things wt-re going. I was losing money hand over fist. The fight was at a deblock. I recog nized that Trone would never be licked." He paused to search An krom's face with his vellow eves, then said. "I threw in with Trone." "An' come out on the winrun' aide, eh?" There ;as a scornful curl to Ankrom's lips as he put the question. Ratchford's The One' "VfES," he said, "Trone and I won out Old Ratchford Tom's father tried to break us by bring ing in sheep. He vas the one that got broke him and three-four others. But he took the biggest loss. Not long alter the thing was finished he went out back of the house one day an' blew his brains out Do you understand now why Ratchford's got it In for me?" "What happened to Ratchford's sheep?" "They were found one morning at the bottom of canyon." "Slick. Who had been In charge of 'em?" "Sheepman mimed Boone Heflle. A surly devil an' still in the coun try, by the way." "Not any longer he Isn't" An krom said, and watched Clavdell's face intently. "I killed him this afternoon." Claydell showe l surprise. But not more than anyone else would have shown undr the circum stances. "Is that so? Why?" "He was trying to lump the water at our southwest line camp. I mentioned it Dcfore." "So you did. I 'ae It then the Rafter T till controls that water. If you need any nore men to hold it let me know. I've sided Trone Cave Hermit Untroubled By Vicissitudes Of Life PHILADELPHIA (UP) Prank Krowl, 41-year old "Hermit of Wood lane." who Uvpi tubtlmely aioue In a tiny dugout along i railroad track hat never heard a radio or ridden In an automobile and doc not know who is president of the United StaU-i Mnlntalnlng a complete Indiffer ence to everything tnat (joe on In the world about him, Krowl who served with the Amerlcun army clur i the World (vnr. sumi up hit ,.iik8ophy of Ufa ith. "What doea It matter?" A tall mtn. with cold blue eyea aeneath shaguy rtrowt. Krowla rai ment conMttt of a fined khaki hlrt, corduroy t routers ano a pair of rub ber oveithoes. For nealy 10 years be THE RANGE C IYC. too long to let him down now. I'd" He broke off abruptly, snapped hit Ingen "Say!" he exclaimed with mora than usual enthusiasm. "I believe you've about solved it!" "What are you talking about?" Those sheepl .Heffle would never take it on himself to try jumping your water. A man who can be bought once can be bought again an outfit that'll use sheep once will try 'em out again!" "You mean" "Ratchford. Tom Ratchford. the sheriff, is the man you're looking fori" Ankrom, as he sent the buckskin leisurely across the darkening range toward the Rafter T. was not convinced. Like his own accu sations of Claydell, the rancher's case against Ratchford had a num ber of loopholes. Both the sheriff and the boss of the Swinging J undoubtedly hated each other. But whether the rea sons given by Claydell were the correct ones, Ankrom could not decide. It was quite possible thai neither the -herif! nor Claydell were behind Miese things which were happening. Each, in their enmity, would naturally suspect the other. Ankrom's thoughts shifted to Betty Struthers. It was plain to him now that her words to him concerning Lee and concerning the killing of Kelton Drean were deliberate lies. She had been seek ing to prejudice him in her favor; to drive, if she could not lure him, away from Lee. He recalled now Ratchford's statement that Drean had been killed by a slug from a forty-five caliber pistol. The one the golden girl had forced upon him had been a short-barreled thirty-two. How could he nave missed the signifi cance of this these many days? Why the girl lad said herself un der the sheriff's questioning thai Drean used a thirty-two she had forced upon Ankrorr Drean's own gunl He laughed shortly. "An artful baggage if I ever saw one she'd ought to have taken up the stage!" What Happened?' ' IT WAS nearly time for the moon to rise when lie reached the Raf ter T. He strippeo the gear from his buckskin, rubbed the moistness from the animal's coat Turning the horse into the big corral he nung his saddle on the fence and went striding toward the lighted window that marked Trone's office in the house. Trone looked tp from soma papers with a scowl as Ankrom entered. Ankrom saw that the gaunt old man had been drinking, Tor there was t. bottle almost empty beside his elbow and his eyes were red and surly. "Well." Trone grunted. "What happened? What's the matter with your ear? Did you 'rive them off7" This was not the reception An krom had been expecting. He squared his shoulders. "Isn t Lee here?" "Of course she's here! What's that got to do with what 1 asked you? what's the matter with your ear?" "A bullet nipped it" "Did you have a corpse an' cartridge occasion at the camp? What happened to the other fel low?" "There was a little shootin'," Ankrom admitted. "What other fellow are you talkln' about?" "The fellow that knocked that slice from your ear." "I didn't see. I was busy that particular time." "Well, uhat happened?" Trone growled. "Say somethinP Do I nave to get a rope an' drag it from you?" "I shot up two or three gents an' the rest cleared out" Trone swore. "You tell it like a tea-partyl Is that all you got to say? Wasn't Heffle there? If he was I'm bettin' strong there was some action!" "He was there." Ankrom's draw! was bitter. "His light was the first I blowed." Trone's glance flashed excite ment. "Good! I'd have give veai of my life to have seen that! I'm glad you cashed his chips. Whai else happened?" "Nothing much. 1 wounded a couple other birds. The rest threw down their guns, I warned them off the Rafte. T an' told 'em the next one caught would be shot on sight." "Nothln' much happened, eh? You're a sight too modest" "I'm not croud of this after noon's work. Do vou think I like to have folks nointin' me out on the street an' sayin' There goes thnt killer Ankrom?' " Trone's stare was Intent "An krom?" he said. "1 thought youi name was Streeter." Ankrom laughed mirthlessly. "II doesn't matter. I'm Ankrom all right One of them gun-slicks with Hefllc's outfit ,-ecognized me fel low named Bandera, a Mex rene gade. I guess you'U be wantin' to pay me off." So you're Ankrom. I've heard a lot about you." frone thrust hii hand across the desk. "I'm glad to meet up with you. Why didn't you tell me who you were at the start?" Ankrom - goes Monday. to Betty's rescue, never has ahaved or cut hit hair. It hnntta down to hl waist tn long, matted disarray. Krowl waa born In Poland and ciime to America In 1013. After hit army a r vice In the war, ha worked at odd Jobs in Seattle. Wash., and then came to Philadelphia to begin hit life as s nermlt. "What difference where you live?" he'entd. "All land la the tame" He eatt anything he can find, aeatvhthtf for food with s lone which he poke Intu rubbl;. cans and trash heaps He haa no money, for, as he says, money mean little to him. Krowl did not collect his soldief't bonus becaute when bs went to the STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX For further proof address the author, lsclosing a stamped envelope for reply, Ref. XI, B. Pat Oft Brrffeft West Indies, -IHe ooo Turk's capcAcHjs WHICH .iii vii VJERB FINED in ih auftiKft, Venezuela, To RMSZ MOHBf To BUILD ht CHURCH Swearers Church La Oualra, Venezuelan seaport founded In 1588, for years teemed with the general run of sailors and fortune seekers to be found In any similar city In the western world. Sacked by filibusters under Amlas Preston In 1505 and by the French under Grammont In 1680, La Qualra's history has been anything but peace ful. When one day a storm drove ashore a heavlly-Iaden pirate craft, city officials raffled off the loot It carried end used the money thus raised to build one of La Oualra's two leading churches. Another large temple of worship place where the checks were being given out he found the office closed. He never went back. "I Ilka It away from people," he explains. "I don't need money, I've got everything I noed.' List of books banned by the South African Union censor now Includes works of Honor de Balzao and Fran cois Rabellaa, because "sex plays too conspicuous a part In them." TAILSPIN TOMMY Not on f? ke&t's clowm CACT WENT OVER BIG WITH THE SPECTATORS AT THE AIR MEET UNTIL THE RUBBER SHOT GUM'S MUZZLE, BENOING BACK,. DISCHARGED A CLOUD OP FLOUR irrro skeeter'3 PACE, WHICH TEMPORARILY BLINDED HIM . . . AND HE PROMPTLY WENT INTO- A' SlOE-SLIP TOWARD 41 THE GRANDSTAND. BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER THE NEBBS Congratulationj Z' STEVE, fvE SOT to' WflkfJO T To VOU - VOU DO TWiNJGS IM EREETH YOU'RE BEN WEBSTER, MMW MBOTHER1-" rM0iy SMOKES YTHAfS THE ONE FED ZaT '"tyVj EXPRESSMAN NOW- Zmf T3 AREN'T YOU? WILL VOU C v 1 MYSTERY ;2Sw FACKA6E AND FOLIOW WILL YOU LOOK I WITH THE SUNSHINE OR. KILEY SAID HE'D Yff f SI6N FOR THESE? fT VOU SJ ARRIVE, (QH ME I DONT WANT AT THE SIZE 0 1 PELLETS -THE (j SEND OUT IN TIME yyi . W 1 BET- J JSP WN?ytEL ANYONE TO SEE US- I THAT CHICKEN J Mf OTHER WASN'T CsjjLi REAfflmsjg- 'y 1 " 11 ty IHCKB ten TernHlGPk r wrc nm ins, viit. r VICE-PRHIDEHT VdTEO INTO office W1ittfHBl6 W Li was needed, but there were no more stranded pirate ships loaded with treasure. Finally the local priest adopted a novel plan to finance the project. clvery time oe of h.ls parishioners was caught uttering an oath and the times were plenty he was fined according to the etrength of his im precation. The zealous priest lovingly dedicated his church to the men who had so nobly sworn to build It. He named It "La Iglesla de la San tlslma Caramba" The Church of the most Holy Damn. V Ice -Pre t dent Johnson Vice-presidents of the United States Gold Piece Bush On BOONVILLE, Cal. (UP) A 30 gold piece was dug up here In what has been pasture land for the past 60 years. In the gold rush that fol lowed, surrounding ground for a goodly distance was dug up by gold seekers, but no more $30 gold pieces were found. Closing time tor Too Late to Clas sify Ads Is 1 :30 p. m. the Program! HE'S CRASHING ft GRAND5TAN iM-rr, -riirr Mystery Solved I FOR LIMITED TIMS cLv SCUD 3-CNT ffltoMuS'ikl'' y Vj6r ifl JtV- STAMPCt). tCLF-ADDRESSED, LAB6E ENVELOP. Ml, T-'rfT&W 1-- Y Kfflws! JL N Tlf TO HAL FOBHEST,fcTHi PAPER.FOR MO&EL m.v.ftl.fffl , ifcf y.,'rr"L.-rhln,.Mti,( I plams op the poliolas &s.t. plane. a ft:. ' i CfiN flN6tRPRIHl$ (Answer -fotnor'r'ow) S-23-3& also are presidents of the senate, al though unable to vote with that body unless the mertibers are evenly divided. Yet, only once In history has the senate been granted the opportunity of electing its own president, when at the election of Martin Van Buren to presidency of the United States, Colonel Richard Mentor Johnson, a member of the lower house, was picked by the senate, no choice hav ing been made by the electoral col lege. Tomorrow: altered? Can fingerprints be Baby "Strong Man MOUND BAYOU, Miss. (UP) Negro residents today claimed the title of "the world's strongest baby" for 4-year-old Sam Mltchel, Jr., whom they describe as a second Joe Louis. The child carrln a 34-pound sack of flour or two 10-pound gallon buckets of molasses with equal ease. Closing time for Too Late to Clsa slfy Ada ts 1:30 p. m. i VOU JUST STEP IM MA.B.RV A PEAEry-MADS TWEM AROUNJO WMETsJ HAD THE COUC OR THAT GOV OF VOURS COULD GIVE VOU ADVICE RISWT NOW, FULL LQAD STfi Olff ON A COlWrW WtoX WITH iuWOR, CAflRVlKG HI5 CDRf BOU)5E MulrlER-frtlNki K M(W Rflttf IS BIA0 A5HEP1&"fAXE WAR6E OF ATADWER, SEVERAL ROckS AND ft SWAJL 5HELI, AU- OF WHICH OUNIOR MUSf -TAKE HONE (Copyright, 1938, S'MATTEB POI AKJD TMEV CRAMPS - , PRiTE. , f ToTi I'llPut rr J' I , XlY sSr' KsACrC AS Soo 4 ( S .U-(Si- a. i mm. i "Nl Wf NOU KrJOW,oSlE, L CAsa X " J DETECT A BIT OF SARCASM - I tVIUtN1 MAWfc. MEX THE. J. '.-'V'. A , ) D 'l WW l rTTYfl A6REES 1b CflRrVr" HIS SWDtlfcl?, toO, JlMIDR SUPTJEHW Wlrfe 6crrwoc-roHrrt' mSErtliV AtaUlRES SHOVB. AS WELL, JUNIOR HftVlNe) (RIPPED ON If fbOR-flMES by The Bell Byndlcate, Ihe.) KEEP YOUR SEATS, FOLKS! THIS IS ALL PART OF THE SHOW1 , PART OF THE I SHOW, MY EYE I J V SKEETERS GOING TO WASH out! I I INJ 1HOSE. KEMAKK5 CXI IS efi By GLUYAS WILLIAMS JUNIOR PRESEUTW A5K5 H1N1& IfcXE MS HW WHICH KEEPS TA1UK6I OFF, AND "ml PAH WHICH KEEP BUNPItJS HIS Ltt JUNIOR 6t"-flH6liREJ, ftTOS HIMSELF To THE LOMJ.SfARfS FOR HOWE, REFLECM& A "fRltCK would be handy to have al0n6 When waikins iaJith junior. By 0. M. PAYNB By EAL FORREST By EDWIN A.LGF" By 80L HESS V ff ZZJ
