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CHAPTER X— Continued
out,” Gray said with a curl of the
Howard came to an impasse in i Morg. Where did you hear I had
—16—
lip.
the game, gathered up the cards, , turned against you?”
“I didn’t want you or Father to i and shuffled them. He started to >
Jeff fired—missed. A bullet zipped
“I heard it from a ledge back of
past his ear. He shot again, knock­ kill him in cold blood while he was deal, but stopped with a card I Coal Creek,” Norris told him harsh­
ing the revolver from the hands of unarmed,” she explained in a low poised. The outside door of the ly. “Yore boys were camped just
the bandit into the creek. Norris voice. “I saw him do that today— house had opened a few inches. below. I heard ’em talk. Didn’t
made a rush to recover the weapon, shoot down a poor man trying to Through the crack a pair of eyes i know who they were at first. I
his arm fishing the water for it. As escape from him. Would I want gleamed. Very little more of the found out you’d sent them out to
he pulled the Colt’s out of the my friends to be like him?”
face could be seen, for the hat was get me, by crikes.”
“So you were thinking of us,” well pulled down and a bandanna
current, Gray was upon him. The
“Why don’t you use your bean
barrel of Jeff’s revolver crashed Gray said, his drawl derisively in­ handkerchief covered the nose and to think with, Morg? Of course I
down on his head and knocked him sulting. “On our account you turned mouth.
sent them after you. After you had
over. He lay motionless, his forty- him loose to kill eight or ten more
Sherm Howard had time for a gone crazy, I had to make a bluff,
four again in the brook.
men. Nice the way you manage moment of fervent regret. How had didn’t I? I had to make out we were
The red-headed man made sure our business. I hope Lee Chiswick he happened to forget to bolt the all hunting you to save our own
the outlaw did not have another gun is as grateful to you as I am.”
door, with his forty-four lying in the bacon. Talk about me throwing
He turned his back on the girl and cupboard a long five yards away down on you. What have you done
on his person. To Ruth he gave
spoke to Sorley. “Reckon we’d bet­ from him?
crisp commands.
but throw down on every last one of
“Get the gun out of the creek, girl. ter get back to our own camp, Pat,
The door opened farther and a us?”
And pick up that rifle over there. eat supper, and move down the lithe body slid through _the widened
Howard spoke impatiently, irrita­
Then step behind me out of the creek a ways. He might meet some crack into the room. The eyes of bly. He wanted to talk the young
more wolves and come back to howl the self-invited guest did not lift killer into a frame of mind less
way.”
Ruth did as she was told. Her at us.”
from his host while a brown hand deadly, and the best way to do this
face was chalk-white, but she moved
“Not likely, with him afoot and closed the door and pushed home the was to put him in the wrong.
lightly on her feet.
unarmed. Still, it’s possible.”
bolt.
“What you mean, throw down on
“I’ll walk to camp,” Gray told
Norris groaned and sat up, hands
Howard’s stomach sagged as if you?” the fugitive asked sulkily.
-- those
-
pressing against his bleeding head. him. “7
Better saddle
broncs from a weight of ice-cold lead. His
“You know what I mean, Morg.
“You aimin’ to kill me?” he snarled and ride down. »»
mouth went dry. The man standing When you took that girl with you
defiantly.
Without another word to Ruth, he with his back to the door was Mor­ to the hills you set this whole dis­
“I’m going to drag you back with picked up the weapons of Norris gan Norris.
trict ablaze against us as well as
a rope round yore neck,” Gray an­ and departed.
Norris grinned evilly. “Didn’t ex­ you because we are your friends.”
swered. “Lee Chiswick will hang
Pat had stopped supper prepara­ pect me, did you, Sherm? Figured
“Lou ran off with her first,” Nor­
you to a cottonwood.”
tions when he heard the shots far­ some of yore boys had dry-gulched ris said.
The eyes in the swarthy face of ther up the creek, but presently he me up in the hills. But I’ll bet you
“With her own consent. That’s
the trapped man slid away from had the coffee boiling and the ham are real pleased to see yore old different. Where is the girl, Morg?
Gray, to take in the tethered horses fried. Ruth sat near Pat, at a lit­ friend.”
What did you do with her?”
and the brush that came close to tle distance from Gray, whose face
The fat man pulled himself to­
“I didn’t do a thing,” Norris
the camp. What he was think­ still showed no friendliness. Her gether. “What you doing here, growled. “Are you aiming to fix
ing could be easily guessed.
shoulders sagged. She felt very Morg?’ he asked. “Don’t you me up some food? Or ain’t you?”
Ruth moved close to the man who
know this whole county is out look­
“Don’t push on the reins, Morg. I
had rescued her.
in’ for you?’
asked you a question.”
“Let him go,” she begged in a
“Including all Sherm Howard’s
Norris gave information, very re­
low, broken voice. “I—I can’t stand
willing lads. Sure I know it.” The luctantly, for what he had to tell
any more.”
desperado limped forward. “But I hurt his inordinate vanity. “I turned
Jeff did not look at her. His gaze
dropped in because I knew you’d her over to that double-crossing son-
held fast to the prisoner. “No
hate for me to pass through with­ of-a-gun who calls himself Jeff
chance,” he said. “He’s going back
out thanking you for sicking the Gray,” he said.
with us to yore father. Go bring me
boys on me.”
The opaque eyes of the big man
a rope from that saddle.”
The man was in bad physical con­ rested on him. “Tell it to me.
“I’m afraid of him,” the girl
dition. A blood-stained handkerchief Morg,” he ordered.
pleaded. “He’s—horrible. You don’t
was tied around his head. Another
“I’ll tell it while you make me
know.”
served as a bandage for his arm. He some supper,” Norris told him.
“I can guess. Don’t worry about
looked travel-worn and haggard.
“Me, I could eat a government
him.” Jeff added, grimly. "He’ll be
But he was undaunted. Never in mail-sack. Haven’t seen grub for
rubbed out plenty soon.”
his wicked, ribald lifetime had he nearly two days.”
The slitted eyes of Norris had
seemed more master of the situa­
The young desperado helped him­
come back to them. He watched
tion. Howard expected that the fel­ self to a second drink, then sat
the man and the woman warily.
low had come to kill him. Morg down and pulled off his boots. He
“Without a gun and without a
must have met one of the boys and was careful not to turn his back to
horse he couldn’t do us any harm,”
learned that Howard had thrown in Howard. Sherm began to knock to­
Ruth urged.
wi.th his hunters.
gether some food, always with his
“You don’t turn rattlesnakes loose
“What’s all this crazy talk about eye on the other.
because you’re afraid of them,”
me sicking the boys on you?” How­
Norris told the story of what had
Gray told her coldly. “You stomp
ard asked. “You ought to know bet­ occurred, edited in such a way as
them out.”
ter than that. Fact is, you’ve played to protect his self-conceit. He said
“Yes, but—”
the devil, Morg. I thought you had that three men had attacked him
Norris dived for the brush, his
more sense than to pull the dumb at his camp in Wild Horse basin and
lithe body moving fast as a streak
thing you did. This country won’t that he had fought them until the
of light. The gun in Gray’s hand
stand for doing harm to women. revolver was shot from his hand.
roared, and the bullet plowed into
He had made his getaway on foot.
You ought to know that too.”
the ground. For Ruth had struck
“You didn’t walk all the way from
“Don’t preach at me,” Norris
down his forearm and was clinging
snarled out of the corner of his Wild Horse,” Howard said, after he
to it with both hands. He tried to
mouth. “Get me food, and water had broken a fourth egg into a fry­
free himself—flung the girl rough­
“Don’t push on the reins, Morg.”
to wash my wounds. But first off, ing-pan.
ly away. The escaping man was in
I want a drink.”
“Most of the way.” The outlaw
the willows. Jeff could see and hear tired, was under a reaction from
The heart of the big man lifted. looked down at his swollen feet.
great
fear
and
excitement
that
left
the violent agitation of the young
“Sure,” he said. "Surest thing you High-heeled cowboy boots are not
sprouts. He fired at the place her a rag.
know.”
made for walking, and he had been
While
they
ate
their
food
and
twice, then plunged into the thicket
He heaved himself out of the chair tortured cruelly during the long
drank
their
coffee
the
line-rider
did
after the bandit.
and waddled across to the cupboard. hours of tramping. “I roped a bronc
For a hundred yards he followed the talking for all three. He was Beside the bottle lay the forty-four at Walker’s in the night and found
the fugitive. Abruptly he gave up garrulously happy at the termina­ he had unwarily separated himself a saddle in the stable. Most of the
the chase. He could no longer hear tion of the adventure. Against all from when he reached the house. day I lay holed up in the rocks.”
the rustling of foliage. Better get likelihood their luck had stood up. This he pushed down between his
“What with yore wounds and all
back to the camp. The fellow might Eagerly he asked questions, and trouser-belt and shirt. The bottle you must have had a hell of a
hide, wait till he had passed, and got monosyllabic answers. After a and a glass he brought back to the time,” Howard suggested.
time he protested.
slip back to the horses.
The young man looked at him,
“Begorry, you’d think this was a man at the table.
Norris poured a large drink into fury in his eyes. “I’m sayin’ so.”
wake
and
not
the
luckiest
hour
of
Anger grew in Jeff Gray as he
a tumbler. He held it in his hand
“If they shot yore gun from yore
swished back to the camp through the year,” he snorted. “We ought and slid a menacing look at his hand, I reckon you’re not armed,”
to
be
thanking
God
you
’
re
safe
the willows. By golden luck he had
host.
Sherm said, very casually.
found this villain’s camp and saved again.”
“I saw you get that gun,” he
The killer watched him through
“
I
am,
”
Ruth
answered
wearily.
Ruth from disaster. For some fool
“Ye don’t look like it,” he retort­ said, lifting his upper lip in a jeer. slitted lids. “Don’t you bank on
woman’s reason she had interfered
“Fixin’ to gun me if you get a that, Sherm,” he drawled, his
to help him escape. With Sorley he ed.
“I’m—tired out,” she said, in a chance, you damned double-crosser. words dripping warning.
had ridden fifty miles to save her,
Well, you don’t get it.” Norris raised
Howard said lightly, “I was think­
and for reward she made a fool of lifeless voice.
Looking at her shadowed eyes and the glass. “Here’s to a short life ing I’d have to fix you up with a
him out of sheer caprice.
and a smoky end for traitors, gun if you had lost yore own.”
Pat Sorley burst out of the brush white haggard face, Sorley felt re­ Sherm.”
What he had been thinking was that
morse at his sharpness. “You’ll
just as Jell reached the camp.
He poured the liquor down at a if Norris was unarmed, he could
“I heard shots,” the line-rider have a good sleep tonight and be gulp.
pump lead into him and take the
cried, then caught sight of Ruth rested tomorrow,” he said gently.
Coldly Howard defended himself. credit for killing the man.
They packed, saddled, and rode
and stopped abruptly, staring at
“
Your
information
is
not
straight,
(TO BE CONTINUED)
down the creek for a few miles.
her. "Glory be, he found you.”
"Yes,” Ruth answered, and bit Sorley chose for a campground a
little mesa three or four hundred
her lip to keep down a sob.
Gray strode up to her. "What do yards from the stream. No fire was Chinese Elm Is Good for Rapid Growth;
you mean by knocking down my lit, and the night was cold, as Ari­
Tree Thrives Throughout United States
arm and hanging on to me?” he de­ zona nights in the high hills are
manded. a cold, contained rage in likely to be. Pat made a bed of
Whenever a tree is to be set out, round head and in maturity is as
pine boughs for Ruth and tucked
his voice.
the careful gardener takes plenty of graceful as a cutleaf birch and quite
She swallowed a lump in her her up snugly in two blankets.
"One of us will be on guard all time for thought. For there is some­ as hardy as the oak. It is good not
throat. "I—couldn’t help it,” she
night,” he explained to her. “Don’t thing permanent about this type of only for the suburban lawn, but for
said meekly.
“Couldn’t help it. Don’t be a worry about a thing, but let go of planting in which mistakes are in­ street planting in the city as well,
yoresilf and slip off to slape like a tensified rather than obliterated by since it can withstand soot and gas.
fool.”
time, states a writer in the Phila­
Drouth resistance was revealed
"I couldn’t have you kill him, aft­ good gir-rl.”
She promised that she would, add­ delphia Record.
as another attribute during the se­
er—what I saw him do this after­
Need often is felt for something vere dry spell of 1936. Where new­
noon." She shuddered, seeing for a ing with a smile, "You’ve been aw-
fast-growing to relate a new house ly planted weeping willows, Lom­
moment the slack body of Kansas f’ly good to me. Pat.”
to its location or to give quick bardy poplars and cutleaf birches
crumpling down to the ground.
Sherm Howard was alone in the shade, screening or protection from succumbed, the Chinese elm came
"I don’t get this,” Sorley said,
looking from one to the other. “You house. He had spent the evening at wind. Too often poplars are se- through triumphantly.
To obtain maximum speed and
never in the wor-rld kept Gray from the Golden Nugget and had come lected because they come along
killin' this divil when he had a home to sleep, but he knew that quickly. Time, however, soon re­ development and a deep green color
was not going to be possible for veals their undesirably vast and in the foliage, feed the tree yearly
chance?”
“That’s just what she did— many hours yet He sat at a table, greedy root systems, while a row with a well-balanced plant food. Ei­
grabbed my arm and hung on while a small coal-oil lamp at one corner rarely gets established before one ther early spring or late summer is
he was making a break to get of it, looking down savagely at the or another of the trees dies, spoil­ a good season.
away,” Jeff said bitterly. “It seems solitaire layout in front of him. ing the looks of the whole.
The Chinese elm (Ulnus parvifo-
Chauvinism
he had become her dear friend dur­ There was no pleasure for him in
ing the day. Probably we butted in the game While he dealt and lia) has none of those drawbacks,
Chauvinism, the word used to ex­
played automatically, the undercur­ but it does grow quickly. Indeed, press exaggerated patriotism or jin­
where we weren’t wanted. Pat.”
"Don’t say that!” Ruth cried. rent of his mind was absorbed by it is a matter of record that one goism. is derived from a soldier of
young tree grew to 28 feet in 3 the French republic and of the First
“He's an awful man—inhuman I the difficulties confronting him.
never saw anyone like him. His
A heavy gloom lay on his spirits. years, that a 4-foot specimen empire, says the Standard Ameri­
face—when he killed the other man He was in a jam and knew it Fifty reached 40 feet in 5 years and a can Encyclopedia. Nicholas Chau­
_ was like that of a devil. If you times he had gone over the facts 6-footer in 4 years attained 30 feet. vin's name became a synonym for
Although native to northern and a passionate admirer of Napoleon,
anxiously looking for an out. and
hadn't come—”
Her big eyes met those of Gray he had not been able to find one. Un­ central China, Korea and Japan, and the word Chauvinism was
and shrank away.
til the situation had resolved itself the Chinese elm thrives throughout formed to signify the almost idolat­
"You hated him so much you one way or another he could be the United States, eventually grow­ rous resoect entertained by many
ing to 45 feet. It develops a broad, for the first emperor.
couldn’t bear to have him rubbed sure of nothing.
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