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SECTION TWO
VOL. XIV. NO. 55.
PENSACOLA. FLORIDA, SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH 5, 1911.
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Chapter I Le Virginia Wetherford.
who "ha been to an eastern school for
years, returns to Roaring; Creek. Her
mother, a coarse, masculine woman. Is
running; a shabby boarding house,
where whiskey Is sold without license,
n Lee meets Ross Cavanagh, forest
rangrer, snd Forest Supervisor Red
field. Cavanagh and Lee become In
terested la each other, m Lize
Wetherford. Lee's mother, becomes IIL
Lee starts In to lmpr&ve the character
cf the boarding; house. Cavanaah and
Redfleld compliment her. IV Greet,
a ranchman, threatens Savanagh. Lee
Is disgusted with her surroundings.
Llze ceases her Illicit whiskey selling
Mrs. Redfleld Invites Lee to visit Eli
Lodge, V Red n eld tells Lee about
Cavanagh's Interesting- career and ex
plains the work and troubles of th
forest service. VI Lee la delighted
with the culture shown at Elk Lodgi-.
Cavanagh rides sixty miles to spend
the evening with her. VII Cavanagba
love for Lee grows. Mrs. Redfleld likes
Lee. but dislikes her mother and thinks
Cavanagh's love affair is foolish. VIII
The doctor orders Use to cease work
and diet herself. She rebel. Cava
nagh arrests - Gregg's son and a
stranger named Edwards aa poachers.
DC Roaring Fork Rowdies attempt to
rescue the prisoners, but Llze and L
arm themselves and help Gavanagh.
X They drive away the roughs, and
Cavanagh delivers his prisoners to
Judge Klgiey for trial. XI Edwards. ;
In which was the only borne he pos
sessed in all America. For the first
tkae glace be built It the station seem-
ed lonely and dia heartening. "Would
any woman for lore of me come to ;
such a hearthstone?" he asked him- j
self.' "And if she consented to do so ;
could I he so selfish as to exact such
sacrifice ? No; the forest ranker In
these altitude must be young and
heart free; otherwise his life would be
miserably solitary.'
He was Just dishing out his rude
supper when the feet of a horse' en
the log bridge announced a visitor.
With a fellng of pleasure as well
as relief he rose to greet the stranger.
"Any visitor Is welcome this night,"
he said. r
The horseman proved to be his for-
whose fine has been paid, joins Cava- . mer ' prisoner, the old man Edwards,
nagh at his cabin. He tells Cav- j who slipped from his saddle with the j
naga ne is VA vtetnerroro. iees rain.; ceTer failing grace of the cow man
and came slowly toward the cabin.
Lee thinks he is dead. XII Wether
ford and Civanagh find a sheep hardrr
rith smallpox. Wetherford becomes
nurse..-; Cavanagh finds two sheep
herders murdered.
CHAPTER XTTL
US ranger was awakened la the
first faint dawn by the passing
of the girl's light feet as she
went across the ball to her
cottier's room, and a moment later he
heard the Sow murmur of her voice
Throwing off his blankets and making
. EBchJ oiiet as he needed, . he
stepped' tnto" the hsU and waited for
her to return.
Soon she came toward him, a smile
of confidence and pleasure on her Hps.
"How la snei ne asxea.
"Quite comfortable."
"Ana JOu r ins voice was very wa
der.
"1 an a little tired," she acknowl
edged. "I didn't sleep very well."
?You" didn't sleep at all," be declared
regretfully. "
"Oh. yes. I did," she replied brightly.
These" two ardent souls confronted
each other- la absorbed silence with
keener perception," with new daring,
with new intimacy, till he recalled
hin.seif with effort "Too must let me
He smiled wearily as he said: To on
your trail, lir. Ranger; but I bear: no
malice. Ton were doing your euty
Can you tell me how far it is to Am
bro's camp?"
There was something forlorn in the
man's attitude, and Cavanagh's heart
softened. "Turn your horse into the
corral and come to sapper," he com
mandsd with western bluntness.
"We'll talk about an that later."
Edwards accented his hosDitalltr
without hesitation. "I'm going up to6?"""11 l not.
that girl She turo looks the queen to
me."
' Cavanagh did not greatly relish this
Cue of conversation, but the pause en
abled him to say: "Miss WetWrford
Is not much western; she got her train
ing In the east She's been with an
aunt ever since her father's death."
"He's dead, Is her
"So far as anybody knows, he is."
"Well, he's no loss. I knew him too.
ZZe was all kinds of a fooL He got
on the wrong side of the rustler line
up. Them Wetherford women think
a whole lot of you. 'Pears like they'd
both fight for you. Are you sweet on
the girir
- "Now, see here, old man," Roes re
torted sharply, "you want to do a lot
of thinking before you comment on
Ulss Wetherford. X wont stand for
any nasty clack. . .
Edwards meekly answered: "I wasnt
going to say anything out of the way.
I was fixing for to praise her."
-. "AD the same, I don't intend to dis
cuss her with you," was Cavanagh's
curt answer.
The herder fen back into silence
while the ranger prepared his bank
for the night The fact that he trans
ferred some of the blankets from his
own bed to that of his visitor did not
escape Edwards' keen eyes, and with
grateful Intent he said:
; "I can give you a tip, Mr. Ranger,
said he, breaking out of a silence.
The triangle outfit is holding more
cattle on the forest than their permits
can for."
'"How do you know!"
"I heard one of the boys bragging
about it"
"Much obliged." responded Boss.
Til look into it" .
Edwards went' on: "Furthermore,
' they're fixing for another sheep kill
over there too. All the sheepmen are
i armed. Thafs why 1 left the coun
try. I don't want to run any more
Pre had
take Ambro's place." he began after a ; nonn or irouDie. i cam anora to
few minutes of silent eatine. "Know ;' hobnobbing with Judges Jtnd Juries.
wnera his camo lrxr-Va.UBt aTaroken down old cowpunch-
"I do," replied Ross, to whom the
stranger now. appeared In pathetic
guise. "Any man of his age consent-
It ing to herd sheep is surely hard hit by
the rough hand of the world." he rea
j soned, and the closer he studied his
visitor the plainer he felt his ungov
erned past
"I suppose Gregg paid your fine?" he
said.
Tea."
"In any other town in the state you'd
have gone down the line."
He roused himself. "See here, Mr.
Ranger, you've no warrant to believe
me. but I told you the truth. '. Young
Gregg got me to ride into the range
he!j you If there's anything I can do i b Mm h I idnt in-
Remember. I'm your big brother.
"1 remember, she answered smiling
ly, "and Tm going out to see what my
big brother is to have for breakfast"
Cavanagh found the street empty,
silent and utterly commonplace. . He
4 went forth to his duties with a deep
ened conviction of the essential law ,'
lessnefis of the state and of America in
general, for this spirit of mob law
was to be found in some form through- i
J-ont the land.. He was disgusted, but !
not beaten. His resolution to carry oat ,
the terms of his contract with the
government remained onshaken.
He carried with him also a final
Cistnrbing glimpse of Eliza Wether
ford's girl that did indeed threaten his
peace of mind. There was an invol
umary appeal, a wistful depth, to her
glance , which awakened in him an In
dignant pity, and also blew into Came
something not so creditable some
thing which smoldered beneath his
conscious will ' She had not escaped
her heritage of passion, and her
glances. Innocent as they were, roused
eTen in tlm something lawless.
tend to get mixed up with. a game
warden. I've had all the confinement
I need.".
"Well, iff a closed Incident now,"
interposed Ross." "We won't reopen it
Make yourself at home." -
The stranger, hungry as he was. ate
with unexpected gentility, and as the
hot coffee sent Its cheerful glow
through his body be asked, 'with liven
ing interest, a good many questions
about the ranger and the forest service.
"Ton fellers have to be aU round men.
The cowboys think you hare a snap,
but I guess you earn your money."
"A man that builds trails, ' lays
bridges,' burns brush, fights fire, rides
the roundup snd covers . seventy-five
miles of trail every week on SSO per
month and feeds himself and his
horses lsnt what I would can enjoy
ing a soft snap."
"What do you do it for?"
"God knows! I've been asking my
self that question all day today."
er herding sheep in order to keep dear
of the liquor belt"
This seemed reasonable, and the
ranger remarked by way of dropping
the subject: "I've nothing to say fur
ther than this obey the rules of the
forest and you won't get Into any fur
ther trouble with me. And as for
being shot up by the cowmen. youTl
not be disturbed on any national for
est There never has been a single
herder shot nor a sheep destroyed on
this forest"
Tm mighty glad to hear that." re
plied Edwards, with . sincere relief.
"Pre had my share of shooting up
and shooting down. AU 1 ask now is
quiet and thi society of sheep. I take
a kind of pleasure in protecting the
fool brutes. If s about all I'm good
for."
He did indeed look like a man to the
final year of life as he spoke, "BetU
turn In," Cavanagh said In kindlier
tone. "I'm an early riser."
The old fellow rose stiffly and, lay
ing aside his boots and trousers, rolled
Into his bunk and was asleep in three
mlnotes.
Cavanagh, himself was very tired
and -went to - bed soon after to sleep
dreamlessly till daylight He sprang
from his bed and after a plunge in the
stream set about' breakfast while Ed
wards , rose . from , his . bunk , groaning
and sighing, and. went, forth to wran
gle the; horses, robbing, his hands and
shivering as. he -met the keen. edge of
the mountain wind. When he returned
breakfast was ready, and again he ex
pressed his gratitude.
"Haven't you any slicker ?" asked
CaTanagh. "It looks like rain."
i "No; I'm run down pretty low," he
! replied. . "The truth Is, Mr. Ranger, 1
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cuts too. That was a wild crowd last week,"
sight. The town is the same old hole- Boss bronght out a canvas coat, well
it was when I knew it years ago. Fine worn, ' but serviceable. Take this
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before we reach the sheep camp. And
von don't look very strong. Ton most
take care of yourself.
Edwards was visibly moved by this
kindness. Snre yon can spare it?
"Certain sure: rve another, re
turned the ranger cnrtZy.
It was hsrd'y more than sunrise as
they mounted their ponies snd started
en their trail, which led sharply up
ward after they left the canyon. The
wind was strong and stinging cold.
Taking pity on Edwards, who was
shivering. Cavsnagh turned off the
trail tnto a sheltered nook behind some
pine trees.
How do yon happen to be reduced
to herding sheep?" he asked. "Too
look like a man who has seen better
days.-
Edwards, chafing his thin fingers to
warm them, made reluctant- enswer.
Ifs a long story, Mr. Ranger, and it
concerns a whole lot of other people
some of them decent folks so I'd
rather not go into it.
"John Barleycorn was involved, 1
reckon."
"Sure thing. He's generally always
in it" f
"You'd better take my gloves. Ifs
likely to snow in .half an . hour. Go
ahead. I'm a younger man than yo
are.
The other made a decent show of re
sistance, but finally accepted the offer,
saying: "Ton certainly, are , white, to
me. I want to apologize for making
that attempt to sneak away , that night.
I had a powerful good reason for not
staying any longer."-.
Ross . smiled a little. "Ton 'showed
bad Judgment as it turned out."
. T sure did. That girl can shoot. Her
gun was steady as. a doorknob. . She
filled the door. Where did she learn to
hold a gun like thstr
"Her father taught her, so she said."
"She wouldn't remember me an old
cuss like me but I've seen her with
Wetherford when she was a kidlet. I
never thought she'd grow up into such
a queen. She's a wonder. Llze looked
sick to me. She ought to send her girl
away or get out. As you say, the Fork
is no kind of a place for such a girt."
He spoke with a good deal of feel
ing, and the ranger studied him with
deepening Interest. He had taken on
dignity in the heat of his rsPtest, and
in his eyes blazed something that was
both manly and' admirable.
"You're Just the kind of a figure to
catch a girl's eye. She likes you. I
could see that, but you've got a good
opinion of yourself. You're an edu
cated man. Do you intend to marry
herr
"See here, Mr. Sheep Herder, you
better ride on up to your camp." And
Ross turned to mount his horse.
"Wait a minute." called the other
man. and his voice surprised the ran
ger with a note of authority. "I was
terribly taken with that girl, and I
owe you a whole lot. but I've got to
know one thing. I can see. you're full
of her and Jealous as a . bear . of any
other suitor. Now, I want to know
whether you intend to marry her - or
whether you're Just playing with her."
Eoss was. sngrj now. "What I ln-
tend to do is iicm t your business.
The other man was suddenly ablaze
with passion. His form had lost its
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stoop. His voice was firm. "X merely
want to say that If you fool that girl
I'll kill your
Ross stared at him, quite convinced
that he had gone entirely mad. "Thafs
mighty chivalrous of you, Mr. Sheep
Herder," he replied cuttingly, "but I'm
at a loss to understand this sudden in
dignation on your part." ...
, "You needn't be. I'm her fatherr
i Cavanagh fairly reeled before ; this
retort. His head rang as If he had
been struck with a club. He per
ceived the truth of th? man's words
instantly. ' He gasped. "Good God,
man. are you Ed Wetherford?",
The answer was quick, "Thafs who
I am! Then his voice changed. "But
I don't want the women to know Tm
alive. I didn't intend to let anybody
know it All the same, X mean It, If
yon or any man tries to abuse her IH
km him! Ire loaded her up with
trouble, as you say, but Tm going to
do what I can to protect her now that
i I'm in the county again.'
Ross, confused by this new compli
cation in the life of the girl he was be
ginning to love, stared at his compan
ion in dismay. Was it not enough that
Virginia's mother should be a slattern
and a termagant? At last he spoke.
"Where have you been all these
years?"
"In the Texas' pen.' I served nine
years there."
"What for?"
"Shooting a man. It was a case cf
self defense, but his family had more
money and Influence than I did, so X
went down the road. As soon as I got
out I started north Just the way a
dog will point toward home. I didn't
Intend to come here, -but some way I
couldn't keep away. I shied around
the outskirts of , the Fork, picking up
odd Jobs of sheep herding Just to have
time -to turn things, over. . I know
what you're thinking , about you're
saying to yodrselfr Well,, here's a nice
father-in-law r Well, now, I don't
know anything about your people, but
the Wetherfords are as good as any
body. 'if ,I hadn't come out into this
cursed country, where even women go
shooting wild,' I-would have been in
congress; but, being . hot headed, I
must mix- in. I'm not excusing ' my
self, you understand., I'm not a desir
able addition to any man's collection
of friends, but I can promise you this
no one but yourself shall ever know
who I am. At the same time, you can't
deceive my , girl without my belnt
named in the funeral that will follow.
"You are only a distant and roman
tic figure to Lee a part of the dead
past" said Cavanagh. "She remem
bers you as a bold rider and a won
drously brave and chivalrous father.
"She must never know. You mus'
promise never to tell her."
T promise that" Cavanagh said, am
Edwards went on:
If I could bring something to her
prove to her I'm still a man it might
do to tell her, but I'm a branded man
now and an old man, and there's no
hope .for me. I worked in one of the
machine shops down there, and It took
the life out of me. Then, too, I left
bad name here In the Fork. I know
that Those big cattlemen fooled me
into taking their side of the war. X
staked everything I had on them, and
then they railroaded me out of the
county. So, you see, Fm double cross
ed, no matter where I turn."
Every word be cttered made mor
apparent to Cavanagh that Lee Vir
ginia would derive nothing but pain
and disheartenment from a knowledge
that her father lived. "She must be
spared this added burdea of shameful,
inheritance," he decided. . i
The other man seemed tp under
stand something of the ranger's indi$
nant pity, for he repeated: "I want
you to swear not to let Lee know rex
alive, no matter what comes. She
must not be saddled with my record.!
Let her go on thinking well of me.
Give me your word." He held out an;
Insistent palm.
Ross yielded his hand, and in spite'
of himself his tenderness for the bro-J
ken man deepened. The sky was dark-!
ening in the west, and, with a glance
upward, he said, "I reckon we'd better
make your camp soon or youll be
chilled to the bone."
They mounted hastily and rode
away, each feeling that his relation
ship to the other had completely
changed. Wetherford marveled over
the evident culture and refinement of .
the ranger. "He's none too good for,
her, no matter who he is," he said. j
(Continued next Wednesday)
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