A. FRIDAY, A’
GUST 31, 1934.
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| THE STORY:
i spuncher from Wyoming. in the early
~~ days of the cattle industry, ‘seeks a
~ mew fleld in Utah.. He meets Hank
~ Hays, who admits to being a robber,"
and tells Wall he. is working for an
Englishman named Herrick, who has
located a big ranch in the mountains.
Herrick has employed a small army of
rustlers and gun-fighters, and Hays
pr
employer's cattle and money.
~~ wants Wall to throw in with
-~ Fustlers. :
¥' CHAPTER IL—At the little settle-
ment of Green River, Hays gets into
an argument with a gambier called
Btud, over a poker game. Wall saves
~~ Hank's life by bluffing the gambler out
of shooting. With Hays and. two other
rustlers, Happy Jack and Lincoln, Jim
Walk-starts out for Herrick’s ranch.
In camp, the first night out, Jim re-
5 ‘ets the step he has taken. but it is
00 late to turn back.
Hays
the
CHAPTER II1.—The four men arrive
at the ranch. Herrick announces that
his sister, Helen, is coming to the
ranch. Hays unfolds his plan for get-
ting possessjon of the 12,000 head of
‘live stock on the Herrick ranch. He
~ and his lieutenants ride away to drive
~ off the first bunch of cattle. Jim re-
~ mains behind to shoot it out, if neces-
~~ sary, with Heeseman, Hays’ rival
. among the cattle rustlers. Jim sees a
notes the arrival of Heeseman and his
gang. He stands with rifle ready.
CHAPTER IV.—Heeseman tells Wall
that Hays was once his (Heeseman’s)
partner and double-crossed him. Her-
rick delegates Jim to go to Grand
Junction to meet Miss Herrick. Jim
ets Barnes, a young cowboy with
im, to tell her that he (Jim) is a
desperado of the worst type. Barnes
- does so, but the girl treats the in-
~~ formation lightly.
CHAPTER V
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They came to a long, level valley,
where the white read was like a floor,
and the horses went like the wind.
‘What was going to be the effect of
this extraordinary woman upon the
fierce men of this lonely region? Upon
that swarthy Hank Hays!
At last the horses had to be held in
at the base of the longest ascent on
the journey. Miss Herrick tucked her
disheveled hair with the ends of the
veil underneath the edges of her
bonnet. : :
“What a run! I’m used to horses—
but not tearing along—with a vehicle
like this,” she said, breathlessly.
© “Wait till one of these“old drivers
gets a chance at you.. I'm really mo
_$eamster.”
: *Are you a cowboy?”
~ *Didn’t young Barnes tell you who
and what I am?” queried Jim, turning
£0 her,
#1 grasped that you were a stranger
to Utah—that you were from Wyo-
suing, where you had killed many bad
men, and that your mere reputation
was enough out here to keep rustlers
~ @nd desperadoes away from Star
ranch. Mr. Wall, you certainly are a
hero in his eyes.” .
It did not take great perspicuity to
grasp that Jim was not far from that
in her eyes. He groaned in spirit.
go “] see that you will not tell me
about yourself,” she went on. “Pardon
my inquisitiveness. But I must inform
you that I expect to go into the ranch-
ing business with my brother. You
will be working for me, then, as well.”
“1 hope you don’t, Miss Herrick,” he
burst out, impulsively. “Somebody
must tell you, it oughtn’t come from
a—a—rider like me. But this is no
place for such a girl as you.”
~ “What do you mean, Mr. Wall? That
~ bardly seems a compliment to me. I
ean work, and I want to.”
“Miss Herrick, you didn’t get my
meaning,” replied Jim, hastily, with
strong feeling. “It is not you who
couldn’t fit in. You've convinced me
you could.
compliment I could pay you. I
meant that you will not be able to
live, and work too, the way you want
to. You dare not ride around—or even
leave the house. Even that—
“For mercy’s sake, why not?’ she
demanded, in astonishment.
“Because, young woman, you arg too
new, too strange, too lovely to "risk
yourself in sight of these men at the
ranch. Not all of them. But
some of them.”
“You cannot be serious.”
#1 swear it, Miss Herrick.”
“But what of the vaunted chivalry
of westerners? I've read of Fremont,
Kit Carson, Crook, and many others.
~~ And of the thousands who are un-
sung.”
“That is true,” he replied, his voice
husky. “Thank God, I can say so.
But you won't find that at Star ranch.”
| *You say 1 am too new, strange,
. too—too lovely to risk—I understand
you, of course. I must doubt it, de-
spite your evident strong feeling. You
may be playing a western Joke on
me.” .
“1 wish 1 was.”
“My brother will -know, if there is
anything in what you say.”
“No! No!” purst out Jim. “Her-
rick doesn’t know. He never will know.
He can’t see through a millstone with
a hole in it. Oh, don’t misunderstand
me. Herrick Is a fine chap, but this is
no place for an English gentleman and
rat
CHAPTER L.—Jim Wall, young cow- -
and others are plotting to steal their |
dust cloud, which he is certain de-"
And that is the biggest
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sportsman, any more than it is a fit
| place for his sister.”
“That is for us to decide,” she re-
‘turned, coldly. “I shall ride, anywhere
and everywhere. I've always ridden.
Pd go-mad not to get on a horse in
this glorious country.”
“I've done-my best. I've told you,”
he said, curtly, as if he were also ad-
dressing his conscience. :
“1 thank you, Mr. Wall,” she said,
quick to catch the change in him. “No
doubt you western folks regard Bernie
as eccentric. And I'm bound to admit
his ranching idea—ripping as it is to
us—must appear new and strange to
you, So I'll compromise. If it's really
dangerous for me to ride about alone,
I will take you with me. Not, how-
ever, that I'd be afraid to go alone.
Then I would be perfectly safe, would
I not? z :
~ Wall flicked the reins.
“Look, Miss Herrick. We're on top
at last. There's your country. The
black snow-capped mountains are the
Henrys. We go through that gap—a
pass—to Star ranch. That purple
space to the left—with the lines and
streaks—that’s the desert.”
*Ah-h-h!” she had cried out, breath-
lessly.
Jim halted the horses and gazed,
himself trying to see with this stran-
ger’s eyes. He had more—a feeling
that it would not be long until the
open wasteland claimed him again.
For him the bursting of one of the
Henry peaks into volcanic eruption
would be no more startling than what,
would accrue from the advent of this
white-faced, golden-haired woman.
Jim Arove down the hill, and again
put the blacks to a keen gait on a
level road, this time a straight, white
line across a longer valley. Jim cal
culated that he would beat the time he
had declared, and reach Star ranch be-
fore sundown. ;
When he drove past Heeseman’s
camp all that worthy’s outfit were at
supper. The road passed within fifty
feet of their chuck wagon, x
“What a ruffianly crew!” murmured
Miss Herrick. ‘Who, pray, are these
men?’
“Part of the outfit your brother
hired to protect his cattle from
rustlers,” replied *Jim/ “Funny thing
about that is they are rustlers them-
selves.”
“Deliciously funny, though hardly so
for Bernie. Does he know it?”
“Not to my knowledge. Heeseman—
the leader of that gang—came on his
own recommendation and got the job.”
“T’ll have the fun of telling Bernie.
. Oh, what’s that, . . . What an
enormous barn! All yellow, And a
new one going up. Logs and logs. . . .
Look at the horses! I want to stop.”
“No, Miss Herrick,” he replied grim-
ly. “I'll drive you home safely or die
in the attempt. Don’t look at
this tall man we're coming to.”
“Which?” she asked, laughingly.
“The one standing farthest out,” re-
plied Jiz. © “He’s got on a black som-
brero. . . . Don’t look at him.
Hank Hays. . . Miss Herrick, drop
your veil.”
She obeyed, unobtrusively, though
her silvery laugh pealed out. “You
are teasing, of course. But [ must re-
ward your effort to entertain me.”
Jim drove by Hays, who stood apart
from a group of cowboys. If he no-
ticed Jim at all, it was totally ob-
livious to Jim. But Wall's glance,
never so strained, pierced the shadow
under Hays’ dark sombrero rim to the
strange eyes below. They were not
pale now. Jim’s hand clenched tight
on the reins. He became preoccupied
with the nucleus of the first deadly
thought toward Hays.
“Hank Hays. Who is he?” Miss Her-
rick was saying.
‘‘Another of your
ilantes.”
“Ugh! How he stared! But it
wasn’t that which struck me most. In
India I've seen cobras rise amd poise,
ready to strike. And your Mr. Hays
looked for all the world like a giant
cobra with a black sombrero on its
head. Wasn't that silly of me?”
“Not silly. An instinct. Self-
preservation,” returned Jim, sternly.
She passed that.by, but only perhaps
because she caught sight of the ranch-
house up the slope. Here her en-
thusiasm was unbounded. Herrick
stood on the porch steps with his dogs.
He wore high boots and a red coat. He
waved.
Presently Jim reined in the sweating
horses before the steps. He .was most
curious to see the meeting between
brother and sister. She stood up.
“Bernie, old top, here I am,” she
said, gayly.
“Yes, here you are, Helen,” he re-
plied, and stepped out to help her
alight. “Did you have a nice trip?”
“Ripping—from Grand Junction in.”
They did not embrace or even shake
hands, Jim, coming to himself, leaped
out and began removing the bags.
Barnes, whom he had totally forgot-
ten, Jumped out on the other side.
brother's vig-
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“Barnes, carry the bags in. Jim,
hurry the blacks down. They're hot.
You must have pushed them.”
“Yes, wir. Stage was late, but we
made up for it.”
“Helen's. where’s that Wells-Fargo
package?” queried Herrick.
“Here in my satchel. Oh, Bernie,
it’s good to get home—if this can be
home.”
“Come in and take off that veil,” he
said, and with his arm in hers led her
up on the porch. -
Jim let Barnes take the team, while
he crossed the bench and made his
way down the steep, rocky declivity
to Hays’ cabin. Happy Jack was
whistling about the fire, knocking pans
and otherwise indicating the proximity
of ‘supper, =
“Howdy, Jack. What's tricks for to-
day?’ asked Jim.
“Glad you're: back, Jim,” declared
the cook, cordially. “Anyone’d have
thunk yeu was: goin’ to dish the outfit
—judgin’ from Hays. He's been like
a hound on a leash. Smoky rode in
today' full of ginger, news, an’ a roll
of long green that'd have choked a
cow. But even thet didn’t ease the
boss.”
“What ailed him, Jack?’ inquired
Jim, not without impatience.
“Dinged if 1 know. It had to do
with your goin' to Grand, a darned
sight more than Smoky’s.”
Heavy footfalls outside attested to
the return of Hays. Without more
comment Jim stood up and away from
the table, to face the door. - Hays en-
tered. He was not the genial Hays of
other days, yet it was hard to define
the change in him, unless it consisted
in a gloomy, restless force behind his
stride. Smoky “followed him in, agree
able by contrast,
“Hullo, here you air, [ waited
the barn,” said. Hays gruffly.
“Howdy, boss. I took a short cut
down,” replied Jim. ;
“1 seen Barnes an’ had a word with
him. So your trip come off all right?
You shore made them blacks step.”
“It wasn’t as pleasant a drive as
you'd imagine;” returned Jim, darkly.
“Haw! You must be one of them
women-haters, Outside of thet
side.of it, what happened to jar you?"
“Nothing to concern you or- your
at
outfit. Smoky saw me yesterday be-
fore T got a line on him. He ducked
off the road. At Grand Junction no-
body paid any more attention to me
than I'd expect.”
“Ahuh. Thet’s good,” replied Hays.
and going over to the pack beside his
bed he rummaged about to return with
a packet, which he slapped down upon
the table.
“There you air, Jim. On our first
deal.”
The packet unrolled and spread out
—bills of large denomination.
“What’s this for?” queried Jim.
“Quick action. Thet’s how we work.
Your share. Smoky fetched it.”
Jim did not care to give the im-
pression that he was unused to this
sort of thing. Straddling the bench
he sat down to run through the bills.
“Five thousand six hundred,” he
‘said, as if to himself, and he slipped
the money inside his pocket. “Much
obliged, Smoky. Now I'll be able to
sit in a little game of draw.”
“Jim, ain’t you got any news at
all?” inquired Hays, searchingly. “A
feller with your ears an’ eyes shore
would pick up somethin’.”
‘Miss Herrick fetched a Wells-Fargo
package to her brother,” rejoined Jim,
slowly.
“Then it’s come,” said Hays, crack-
ing his hands. “Herrick was expectin’
money last stage.”
After supper Smoky was the first
to break silence: >
“Boss, now Wall is back you can
make up your mind about what I'd
like to do.”
“Jim, listen to this: Smoky an’ the
other feliers, except Brad, want to
make a clean sweep with this next
drive. What you think?”
“Clean Herrick out?” asked Jim.
“Thet's the idee.”
Jim pondered a moment,
“It’d be harder work, but save time,
and perhaps our bacon as well. These
cowboys are going to find out pretty
soon that the cattle have thinned out.
If Smoky drives a couple thousand
more it'll be sure to be found out,
sooner or later.”
“See thar, boss. Wall sees it just
as [ do. There's plenty of water along
the road an’ feed enough. . . . Let's
make it one big drive.”
“Wal, it'd mean leavin’ Star Ranch
sudden,” cogitated the robber chief.
“Shore. An’ thet’s good.”
“But I don’t want to pull out of here
sudden,” declared Hays.
“Why not, if we get away with ten
thousand head?’ queried Smoky, as-
tounded.
“Thet ten thousand won’t close the
deal I'm on.”
“What’'ve you got up your sleeve,
Hank?”
“Thet’s my business.
in’ cattle.”
“You mean to rob the Englisher?
Hank, don’t be a hawg!”
Yours is driv-
“Hays, if you'll excuse me, I'm think- |
Ing Smoky talks sense,”
Jim, quietly.
“My mind's made “up. 4 stick
to our first idee. You fellers make
drive after drive, goin’ slow. . . thet’ll
sive me time—" 4
“Ahuh, So youll risk goin’ agin’
the whole outfit,” interrupted Smoky,
with a curious gaze at his superior.
“Wal, yes, if you put it thet way,”
replied Hays, and he stalked out.
“Smoky, will you start the second
drive tomorrow?” asked Wall,
“I'll lay itp to my outfit.
long. See you soon, one way or an-
other.”
He went out. Jim heard a few sharp
words pass between Smoky and Hays,
and then silence,
interposed
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Next day he went back to work on
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Stradding the Bench He Sat Down
“to Run Through the Bills.
the new’ barn. A subtle change in
Hank Hays augmented his suspicion of
-that individual. Jim let him alone.
Herrick was around as usual, inter-
ested in every detail of the building. |
Hays had gone off with the cowboys
across the valley to put them upon |
some job there, which no doubt was a
ruse to keep them away from Lime-
stone Springs, where most of the stock
grazed. And the day had ended with-
out one glimpse of Helen Herrick.
At breakfast the following morning
Hays surprised Jim.
“Was the Herrick girl out yester- |
day?’ he inquired. |
“Didn’t see her.”
“You didn’t say what kind of a!
looker she was.” i
“Oh, that,” laughed Jim. “I forgot |
or didn’t think you were interested.”
“Wal, I'd like to see her once before |
our deal’s off here.” |
Hays had his wish fulfilled next day. |
He was at work on the new barn, on
the far side from where Jim was oc-
cupied, when Miss Herrick came down
with her brother. Jim stared as if his
eyes deceived him. An English riding
babit was known to him only from
pictures. She looked queenly.
did not look at her face. Besides, he
wanted most to see the effect upon
Hank Hays. That worthy’s hawklike
head was erect, but Jim could not see
the telltale eyes, Hays stood trans-
fixed.
Herrick and his sister walked toward
Jim's side of the barn.
“Good morning,” she said. ‘Bernie
told me how you shot bob—no, jack
rabbits—from the saddle. I want to
see you do that. And I want to learn
how. Will you show me?’
“I'd be pleased, Miss Herrick.”
“Tomorrow, then, you will ride with
me?”
“I’m at your service.”
“Wall, you’ll oblige me by riding
with my sister when it suits her,” said |
Herrick.
“Yes, sir,” returned Jim,
across at the statue-like Hays.
The couple moved off toward the
open yard, where mounted cowboys
were leading out saddled horses.
“] seen her, Jim,” Hays said, as if
the event were epic. “She walked
right by me.”
gazing
\
Jim
“What if she did, Hank?”
*Nothin’.
you?”
“It seems Herrick told her about my
shooting jacks from my horse,
she wants to see it done.”
“You're goin’ ridin’ with her? , ., .
The luck of some men!” .
“Hank, shall I tell Herrick you'll go
in my stead?’
“Nix, much as I'd like to.
hit jumpin’ rabbits.”
I can’t
idle, watching the
Herricks returned. The cowboys
brought the horses down. Whereupon
Hays abruptly left. And he did not
come back. From that hour he be-
came an elusive man,
That day ended Jim Wall's carpen-
try. On the next he was summoned
early after breakfast to ride with tbe
Herricks.
Under the stimulation of this girl's
inspiring presence Jim gave an exhibi-
tion of swift and accurate shooting
that surpassed any he had ever ac-
complished.
“Marvelous!” she exclaimed.
“Helen, he’s a bally good shot,” de-
clared Herrick. 3
That night Hank Hays evinced slight
but unmistakable symptoms of jealousy,
occasioned, perhaps, by Jinl’s report
of killing thirteen out of fifteen bound-
ing jack rabbits. Happy Jack, wide-
eyed and loud-voiced, acclaimed Jim’s
feat as one in a’ thousand.
“Afr you thet good frontin’ a man
who you know is swift?” drawled the
robber chief.
Jim stared. “Hank, I'm not so good
then,” he replied, slowly.
“Wal, semebody’ll try you out one
of these days,” added Hays.
“I daresay,” he rejoined, coolly, and
sought his seclusion. He refused to
let that linger in his mind. Something
else haunted him. His slumber was
troubled.
Continued Next Week
Has Relapse
valley, until
Eager to be about his work before he
had sufficiently recovered from a recen’
operation, United States Marshall,
Percy Brewington, editor of the Ben-
ton Argus is again confined to his
home with illness.
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quality products, 1,400 people de-
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it was
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farmer the opportunity to get a bigger
share of the consumer’s food dollar, if
producers will only make a iittle effort
to grasp it. Not all of the consumers
steady patrons of highway markets,
preference for buying their fruits.
vegetables and poultry products from |
the grower.
Here again freshness was the reason |
assigned. This feeling was also car-
ried out in opposition to buying or-
anges, lemons, grapefruit, bananas and
such other tropical fruits at road-
side markets. True, farmers do handle
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fruits which they do not produce, this
practice originating with their acquir-
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as much shopping as possible in one
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In every survey made, freshness
stands out. In Ohio, where consumers
spend 25 per cent of their fruit, vege-
table and poultry dollar at roadside
markets, freshness was given as the
big reason why they went into the
country for these products.
While the mention of freshness was
of conditions that less than 10 per cent
interested in price or the possibility of
saving money by buying direct from
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market is the time of day when most
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Convenience is mentioned because
consumers gave it as one of the rea-
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Roadside marketing is still on the
incréase, despite general conditions.
Business is good even though there
may be less cars on the road. Indi-
vidual purchases indicate this; investi-
gations by college authorities and the
records of individual farmers showing
they range in average from 50 to 75
cents, Expense of operating hag
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