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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
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BEN WEBSTER'S CAREER
THE NEBBS Congratulationj
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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