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THURSDAY, AUGUST 7, 1941
WAR and LOVE in f' SYNOPSIS CHAPTER I—A rustler has been killed by someone unknown, by a shot In the back, Calhoun Terry, manager of the Diamond Reverse Ranch, is looked upon suspicious* ly by other rustlers and small ranchmen when he visits Round Top. Terry has sold out his own small ranch and has been in bad odor with the small men since he joined the big outfit CHAPTER n—Terry talks over the kill ing with Editor Garvey, his friend. CHAPTER HI—As Terry mounts his horse to return to the ranch, a shot hits his hat CHAPTER IV—Ellen Carey, daughter of the postmaster, has recently returned from achool. On a ride during the early morn ing, she sees a couple of men driving cattle J1*1.11? a distance away. One of them, she thinks, is Jeff Brand, an engaging young man suspected of being a rustler. CHAPTER V—Managers of the big ranches are in session to discuss steps against the rustlers. CHAPTER VI—Ellen hears a shot on an other morning ride. She meets Terry. He tells her a rustler named Tetlow has been killed. They ride together. CHAPTER VII—Sheriff Hart rides out to Calhoun's ranch to ask him about his find ing Tetlow's body. (Now go on with the story) CHAPTER VIII Owing to a broken axle caused by an upset, the stage was nearly two hours late at Black Butte. Sheriff Hart arrived about the same time, and after he had eaten joined the usual forum on the porch of the post office. A cowboy whittling on a piece of soft pine asked him wheth er he was in this neck of the woods on business or for pleasure. “I been over to the Diamond Re verse to have a talk with Cal Ter ry.” he explained. “What does that curly wolf have to say for himself?” growled Jack Turley. “What you’d expect him to claim, that he knows nothing about the kill ings.” “Just happened to be on the scene by accident with a rifle loaded for bear,” Turley said with a jeering laugh. The man had an ugly, lupine face, not improved by a disfigured nose. “He gave a reason for being there. I aim to check up on it.” “Would that reason cover the fel low he had with him too?” the cow boy inquired. “Says there was nobody with him,” she sheriff replied. Roan Alford spoke. “Cal didn’t used to be a fool, not when I knew him. How does he explain the dou ble tracks, Nate?” “Suggests the killer may have come up Box Canyon either before or after him, and that the hoof prints just happen to run a parallel course on Johnson’s Prong.” “Too thin.” It was Turley’s harsh voice again. “The tracks ran side by side quite a ways.” “Unless he’s changed a heap from the Cal Terry I usta know he wouldn’t stand for drygulching a man,” Alford contributed, chewing a quid of tobacco thoughtfully. Out of sight but close to the win dow, Ellen listened intently. This was not a private conversation, but talk in an open forum for all to hear. Turley’s bullying voice took up the thread. “You fellows are too soft. He was on the ground right after the killing and found the body. Later he rode up the canyon with another guy, probably the fellow who fired the shot, and claims he was alone because he dassent give his side kick’s name. When seen on the mesa he was carrying a rifle. Put those facts together and it spells guilt.” The whittling cowboy closed his jack knife and threw away the piece of pine. He rose and stretched him self. “I’ll say this, boys. Mr. Ter ry can’t get away from that double set of hoof prints. They tie a rope round his neck, or leastways they 7 A “Since you don’t like him, Yorky, of course he ought to be hanged.” had ought to. I never did like him. He’s too high and mighty for me.” He walked toward the hitch-rack to get his horse, but pulled up in his stride to listen to a new voice which had cut into the talk, a .ar contralto throbbing with indigif. scorn. Ellen had come cut to the porch and was standing in the doorway. “Since you don’t like him, Yorky, of course he ought to be hanged. He must be the assassin because he didn’t want Diamond Reverse stock stolen and was the man who discovered Jim Tetlow’s body. And if somebody rode up the canyon with him that is sure proof he shot Jim. What more do you need?” Their gstpnishcd eyes fixed on her. MACLEOD) “I didn’t know you liked him, Cousin Ellen,” the sheriff said. “Fact is, I hadn’t heard you had met him since you came back.” She turned on the sheriff eyes bright with resentment. “I don’t like him. What’s that got to do with it? Isn’t there such a thing as fair play? Must he be guilty of mur der just because you want to think he is?” Roan Alford defended himself, a propitiatory smile on his wrinkled, weather-beaten face. "I don’t want to think any such a thing, Miss El len. I’d hate to believe it of him. Now take those tracks—” Sharply Ellen cut in on him. “All right, take them. He didn’t tell who he was with because he thought it might embarrass a girl to be dragged into a killing like this. He thought—” Hart interrupted her. “A girl,” he repeated. “What girl you talkin’ about?” Her eyes did not falter, though the color had flooded into her cheeks. “I’m talking about myself. I was going to Round Top, and I thought I’d take the Box Canyon way to see the flowers. We met be low the lower entrance, just after the shot was fired.” “How long after?” the sheriff asked. “Oh, soon. I don’t know how long.” “Three minutes—five minutes—ten minutes—half an hour?” “I tell you I don’t know. Only a few minutes.” “Just long enough for him to have made sure he had done a good job and then got to the canyon for his getaway,” rasped Turley. “Mr. Terry didn’t act like a guilty man. He wanted me to examine the rifle to make sure it hadn’t just been fired.” Hart jumped at that like a terrier at a rat. “Why did he do that? Un less he was covering up—building evidence for himself.” “Because of something I said.” “And the rifle—could you tell if it had just been fired?” “I didn’t look.” “You didn’t see anybody else there at any time?” All of the men were watching El len closely. She could see that their interest was keen-edged. This would be talked over at every ranch in the county. People would wonder what she was doing alone with Cal houn Terry in a canyon so little fre quented. “Nobody else,” she said. “Before I came out of the canyon the killer had slipped away in the brush. Mr. Terry rode up the canyon with me because he thought the killer might have slipped into the gorge and he was afraid to have me go alone. He felt I might be in danger, since the assassin couldn’t know I had not been a witness.” “It knocks out the theory of his having an accomplice there with him,” the sheriff said. “I’m much obliged to you, Cousin Ellen, for saving me a lot of work. I won’t have to try to run down a fellow that doesn’t exist.” “There’s a point there that tells against Terry, though,” Hart add ed. “When he reported finding Jim Tetlow’s body that looked like the action of an innocent man. Now we know7 he was discovered close to the spot and had to frame a story to protect himself.” “We don’t know any such thing,” Ellen differed. “If he is innocent he didn’t have to frame a story. All he had to do was to tell the truth. Which is what he did.” She turned and walked swiftly into the post-office. As she thought of it later, she did not know whether her story had done him harm or good. Perhaps it was true she did not like him. Certainly she resented the importance he was taking in her thoughts. CHAPTER IX Half an hour after Sheriff Hart had declined to stay at the Diamond Reverse for dinner another visitor arrived in a buckboard. “Hello, Clint!” said Terry. “Just in time for dinner. If you had been a little earlier you might have met the law here.” “I met it down the road a bit,” said the superintendent of the No, By Joe. “What did Hart want?” “Wanted to arrest me for killing Jim Tetlow, but he was afraid his evidence was a little too thin even for a rustler's court.” Ellison was busy getting his cigar started. He said, between puffs: “Tell him to look nearer home. Tell him to check up on which of the thieves have quarreled with his brother and Tetlow.” “I wish this could be cleared up, Clint,” his companion replied. “We can’t afford to have people think we are shooting down men on suspicion. I grant you both of these men were dyed-in-the-wool thieves. We were sure of it. I wouldn’t have objected to stringing them to a tree openly. But I don’t want Wyoming to think we approve of drygulching men we don’t like.” Ellison walked to the door, looked around to make sure nobody was neay .ad decided not to risk speak ii.4 of what was on his mind just now. “After dinner we’ll stroll out into the open where there can’t be any eavesdroppers and do our talking there,” he said. the midday dinner finished, Ter ry and his guest strolled out to a corral and leaned against the fence. “Cal, unless we take the law in our own hands the big ranches are through,” Ellison began abruptly. “We’ve all lost money this year, and we’ll lose more next. You know the. reasons, well as do.. Short feed, hard winter, and too many rustlers who call themselves ranch men preying on our stock.” “Yes,” agreed Terry. "And you named the worst last.” “I did. We’re through, unless we can wipe them out.” “How?” asked the Diamond Re verse foreman. “We range over so big a territory and the thieves are so slick we hardly ever catch them.” “We know pretty well who they are, don’t we?” “A good many of them. That is, we’re pretty sure, even when we haven’t proof.” “What I propose is to bring in a little army of warriors, round up the known rustlers, and hang them as we sweep through the country. Those we are not sure of we could give orders to leave.” Calhoun Terry drummed with his fingertips on the top rail of the fence. “There must be several thou sand settlers in this district where we operate,” he mentioned, “the big majority of them on the side of the little fellow. How big an army are you thinking of bringing in?” “Maybe a hundred men. We would have to keep our plans ab solutely secret. My idea is to drop off the train at Jim Creek, where we would arrange to have horses to meet us, then come up through Box Canyon.” “If we were seen—and eventually somebody would be bound to meet us—word would be rushed to Round Top and to every nester within sev enty-five miles. They would be down on us like swarms of bees.” “I would hold prisoner every trav eler we met, no matter who he might be, until we had done the job. The friends of the rustlers would not know until too late. By that time the fear of our vengeance would be in all their hearts. They would accept the situation as a fact accomplished.” “We couldn’t ask our own riders to go with us. They would be marked men the rest of their lives. Besides, they would not join us to destroy men with whom they have ridden the range and gone to dances. Fact is, as you know, though we no longer employ riders who have stock of their own, a good many of our boys are related to the small ranch ers or are friends of some of them.” “We would leave them out of it. My idea is to bring in men who have been United States deputy marshals in Texas and Oklahoma. They are tough fighting men, crack shots, and used to running down out laws.” Ellison flung out an impa tient gesture of protest. “I don’t like this any better than you do, Cal. But it’s neck meat or nothing. Things have come to such a pass that we have to make our own law. It’s forced on us, unless we want to move out and let the thieves control the country.” The plan proposed by the man ager of the No, By Joe meant war. The nesters and the small cattlemen would throw in with the thieves, not because they liked them but as a choice of evils. They felt that the big outfits were their chief ene my. A great many men would lose their lives, and he was not sure a clean-up would solve the range trou bles. He doubted whether the large cattle companies with absentee own ership were any longer feasible. He shook his head slowly. “I don’t believe it can be done, Clint. You can’t keep a secret with that many men in on it. Before we had trav eled forty miles there would be hell to pay. Besides, we’re not ready yet for anything as drastic as that. We mav win the elections this fall.” “Not a chance for us to win the election. You know that. Why fool yourself?” “I don’t think we’ll win,” Terry agreed. “But we’ll have made our fight. After that, my suggestion is, the first, time we catch a rustler red handed we go to court with it. When we don't convict him, I’d get the story in Cheyenne, Denver, and Salt Lake papers, with a review of the whole controversy. I think then that public sentiment in the West would back us in fighting back the only way we can.” “It’s ready to back us now if we have the nerve to act,” Ellison said bluntly. “Not the way you propose,” Ter ry differed. “We don’t want the Governor calling out the militia against us, or government troops being sent in to stop us.” “No chance of either. The Gov ernor is a cattleman himself. We have a big pull with the Administra tion. We’ll be looked after. Don’t worry about that. I’ve talked with John McFaddin. He’s with me. So are the Antelope Creek and the Two Star ranches. All the decent cow men will throw in with us.” “Not many of the little fellows,” Terry disagreed. “You’ve got them wrong, Cal. A lot of the small cattlemen are afraid to say anything now because the thieves are in the saddle, but they will be with us when they find out we’re going to stand up on our hind legs and fight. They don’t like this condition any better than we do.” “Maybe not, but they would op pose us if we tried armed insur rection. The time isn’t ripe yet, Clint. Let’s give the rustlers a lit tle more rope to hang themselves.” “No,” Ellison said grimly, bring ing his closed fist down on the top fence rail. “Let’s hang them now, while we still have a chance to win.” “It would be a mistake,” Terry insisted. (To be continued) WE PAY FOR HORSES $4.00 COWS $2.00 (of size and condition) Call ALLEN COUNTY FERTILIZER 23221—LIMA, OHIO Reverse Tel. Charges E. G. Buchsieb, Inc. THE BLUFFTON NEWS, BLUFFTON, OHIO UWNU URN Boston and make John Han cock a beggar if the public good requires it I John Hancock Although the biggest property S owner in Boston. Hancock made this statement when Washing ton was instructed to 1— .... city if necessary to drive the S British out. Washing burn the S NEWS NOTES FROM FOl COUNTIES (Continued from page 6) bad windstorm which swept the east ern section of Putnam county. In addition, a large tree was blown over on the’Schumacher automobile and a large section of their bam roof was torn off. Many trees and utility poles in this vicinity were uprooted and broken off by the blast. $12,983 Balance Ex pected In County Putnam county will have a balance of $12,983.59 in its general fund at the close of 1941, County Auditor Carl Frick estimated in announcing the 1942 budget. Adopted by the board of county commissioners, the 1942 budget pro vides for receipts and balances of $145,883.59 for the general fund with the expenditures expected to reach $142,570.42. Rawson Mr. and Mrs. Herbert McCoy, dau ghter Marlene and son Bobbie of Findlay Mr. and Mrs. James Som mers and daughter Ann of Pandora Mr. and Mrs. Henry Brickman of Mc Comb and Mr. and Mrs. Burdette Ot to and son Lynn of near Rawson were Sunday callers on Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Otto. Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Kindle and granddaughter of Bettsville spent a couple of days recently with Mrs. W. H. Peterson. Miss Waneta Steinman of Erie, Michigan spent last week with Mr. and Mrs. Harold Smith. Ralph Huss of Great Lakes Train ing station, Great Lakes, Ill., is vis iting with his parents and friends for a few days. J. H. Bowers of Delta spent the week end in Rawson. Mr. and Mrs. Al Hener and daught er of Toledo were week end guests of Mrs. Amanda Canter. Mrs. L. A. Dicus was a Sunday dinner guest of Mr. and Mrs. Dale Dicus of Findlay. Rev. and Mrs. Roy Cramer and family of McClure, spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. P. D. Cramer. Mrs. Cramer and children remained for a few days. Mr. and Mrs. Ray Hoch and son Billy Joe spent the week end with Mr. and Mrs. Wilbur Harmon of St. Marys. Mr. and Mrs. O. J. Balmer and fam ily of Mt. Cory were recent callers on Mrs. W. H. Peterson. Miss June Miller of near McComb spent a few days with Mr. and Mrs. Harley House. Mr. and Mrs. Edwin Crozier of Findlay were recent callers on Mr. and Mrs. George Crozier. Mrs. Denny Kerr and twins aid Miss Betty Lootens of Findlay were recent callers on Mrs. Jennie Camer on. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Gerdeman and Mr. and Mrs. Fred Rymer of Ka lida spent Sunday with Mrs. Loa Crist. Mrs. George Cogley and family spent Sunday with relatives in Mich igan. Mr. and Mrs. Alvin Brenner and children of Findlay spent Tuesday evening with Mrs. Viola Brenner. For Vigor and Health— include meat in your menu. Always ready to serve you. Bigler Bros. Fresh and Salt Meats Richland Center The Friendly couphs class of the Emmanuel’s Reformed church will hold an ice cream social on the church lawn this Friday evening, Aug. 8. Everybody welcome. Past week callers at the Ernest Gratz home were: Dr. Rosella Beid erman of Jenera, Mr. and Mrs. How ard Saddler and son and Mr. and Mrs. Richard Saddler of Lima Mr. and Mrs. Wilford Gratz, Mrs. Otto Am stutz, Mrs. Walton Alderfer and dau ghter, Mrs. Harold Stevens, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Marquart and Mr. and Mrs. Reno Gratz and daughter. Kenneth Luginoum of Camp Chel by, Miss., is spending several days with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. I. Luginbuhl. Mr. and Mrs. John Berkey, Mr. and Mrs. Herman Berkey and family, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Berkey and family, Mr. and Mrs. Oswald Leichty and Bemell Moser of Berne, Ind., called at the Amos Gratz home, Sunday af ternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Woodrow Luginbuhl and daughters Judith and Jane of Lakewood Levi Badertscher of New Washington and Mrs. Russell Schaub lin and daughter Patsy Ann and son Richard were callers last Tuesday at the Walter Schaublin home. Mr. and Mrs. Walton Aldefer and daughter Shirley left for their home at Lancaster, Pa., Sunday after spend ing the past six weeks at the Otto Amsutz home. Mrs. Francis Basinger and daught er Doris is spending this week visit ing relatives in Berne, Ind. Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Luginbuhl and son Rayfield of Detroit, were Saturday evening supper guests at the J. I. Luginbuhl home. Mrs. Willis Simons and June Shultz of Stryker and Mrs. Noah Zimmer man and family were Thursday even ing supper guests of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hochstettler and family. Mr. and Mrs. Russell Schaublin and family, Mr. and Mrs. Wilford Gratz, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Schaublin, Mr. and Mrs. Richard Strahm and dau ghter, Harold Strahm and Orlo Strahm spent Sunday evening with Mr. and Mrs. Charles Stryker of Li ma. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Courtney and family of Lima were Sunday dinner guests at the J. I. Luginbuhl home. Mr. and Mrs. Otto Amstutz and Mr. This is THE LIFE! since we got that new AUTOMATIC GAS WATER HEATER... With an automatic gas hot water heater you you can be sure of having plenty of hot water morning, noon or night, it’s al ways the same, never too hot, never too cold. Will W I Mi and Mrs. Harold Stevens left Monday on an extended trip thru the Southern states and Texas and Mexico. They expect to return the latter part of this month. Mr. and Mrs. Dennis Zimmerman and family of Antwerp Mr. and Mrs. Peter Bixel and Mr. and Mrs. Earl Crawfis were Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hochstettler and family. 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