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THURSDAY, AUGUST 7, 1941
WAR and LOVE in
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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
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“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)
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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.
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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.
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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.
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Schaublin and
daughter Rachel spent Monday even
ing at the J. I. Luginbuhl home.
Rockport
The Misses La Donna and Eliza
beth Campbell spent Saturday and
Sunday with friends on the O. S. U.
campus in Columbus.
The Light Bearers of the Pres
byterian church will hold their an
nual picnic at the Columbus Grove
swimming pool, Thursday. All
members are urged to attend.
Mrs. W. E. Marshall attended a
picnic meeting of the 1938 Past
Matron’s Club of District No. 8
O. E. S. held at the Columbus Grove
swimming pool Thursday afternoon
of last week.
Mr. and Mrs. Guy Mayberry and
family, Mr. and Mrs. Glen Mayberry
and family and Mr. ami Mrs. Ben
Kidd and family attended a reunion
of the Hayes Marshall descendants
held in the home of Mr. and Mrs.
W. R. Mayberry in Columbus Grove,
Sunday.
Mrs. Wilber Lentz and daughters
Alice and Janice and Mrs. Glen
Mayberry and son Roger attended
the 4-H club outing held at Bob Lo
Island near Detroit last Wednesday.
The group motored to Toledo where
they took a boat for the remainder
of the trip. The outing proved too
popular as more tickets were sold
than the boat could carry, so there
were some disappointed youngsters
that day.
Mrs. Delmar Smith and two
children of Avon Lake arrived here
the latter part of the week to spend
several weeks with her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. J. O. Cupp.
The August meeting of the Pres
byterian missionary society will be
held in the home of Mrs. Ben Kidd
Wednesday afternoon of next week
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Mayberry.
Miss Mary Steiner of Elida spent
the past week as the guest of Mr.
and Mrs. Howard Moser.
Mr. and Mrs. Marion Hixon at
tended the Philip Binger reunion at
Arcadia, Sunday.
Mrs. Fred Grismore of Ft. Myers,
Fla. Mrs. Ella Stull, of Grand
Rapids, Mich. and Mrs. E. J. Miller
and daughter Faith of Pandora, were
Sunday evening guests of Mr. and
Mrs. Orlo Marshall.
Mr. and Mrs. David Steiner of
Elida spent Sunday in the home of
Mr. and Mrs. Howard Moser.
Mrs. Claude Foley of Lima spent
Friday with her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Milford Everett.
Miss Vera Van Meter, daughter of
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Van Meter of
this place and Harold Rogers of
Columbus Grove were married in a
quiet ceremony in the M. E. par
sonage in Beaverdam by the pastor
Rev. Webster, Sunday afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Turner and
Mrs. Hunsinger of Lima and Mr.
and Mrs. Milford Everett and Mr.
and Mrs. Jacob Foley joyed a
picnic at Cascade Park near Kalida,
Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Orlo Moser of Cin
cinnati were week end guests in the
home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs.
Philip Moser.
Mrs. Forcie Schiver of Lima and
Mrs. P. A. German of Philadelphia
were Thursday visitors it the home
of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Foley.
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