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Wednesday, MARCH 1, 1922.
GUNSIGHT PASS K\ WILLI VM MncLEOD RAINK <<•»**•>>< i*» ►* Willi* s»»ct»««i tuta*. «u rnai»<l I>» JJrml—h'* »l • «<» »» •ttiHi.iMit «ntk Mltnie CmH» tlontiniml KrtMii \ <-«t rr*Uj I t'llAlTi H M.l\ Tin- Hulldng Il*i U* joy** fainted tor tlw rtrnt time I- |«*r Ufr Vih»n »he recovered cona. Imi* Pohle wa* spUft- lun* »«ler In h<.r flurr The *'rl nnwle a motion , 0 r i,e and he put * heavy luiud on tier ihouMw. your h&oi) off mr f nlw crt*d- . ... . -IVtit b» * f >"l.~ h« tol l h" Irritably. • ln ' l « t>nn * hurt > ou if jrmi t*h»v» r»*Bon»hl<<." "lyt ">» B*'." ahi" den*tlil*l, »nil ilru** I"' '<» * •Willi po«ltU* on o,* cwurh. "leu lot m« *o or my filher " -WhatH ho do- demanded the nun brutally. "l*r« »tood « h*«p from thai father of yore'a. I r«k --«u thla wvuld f»»n the •cor*." Sh<- triwt to allp by hint ami he Uiru>t b« b»»"k. *l4t nx*» r>'" *ho defruuidect "At #BC»" -You'r* iv! itoti ti« go' h.> t«M ltr (Jul'* "You'll niMY h*r*- with n «. I - .-! ► ■"•p... tII .'is! . •Hivt you *ona i-rarjr"' »h* Wildiv you know my Jfcttifr will fiLTCt, the wltula euUJi- WT for '' "foo Li:. W» tr»»*l *ou(h Bonn I u U"» dark." ll* ktml forward aJv j put t Iwtid on h*r knm. r» ptrdtrw of th« fart that »h- ahrank lack qutv»rtng from hia touch -U»t*n stri. You b**n a hl«h »t>pp*r \or» he*la click mighty k>uJ wh»n th*y hit lh* »ld<walk. Goad itMuih. Go far a* you Uk». 1 B*ver did 6incy tl»» kind o' worn k, that lick a man's Itand. Hui *oy mad* on* mi*tak*. In no doormat, an' nobody alu* can wrtp* their feet on me. You turned roe down cold. Tou had the ol' man kick me out* my Job aa foreman of the ranch. I told him an' you both I'd git even. Hut I don't aim to rub It in. I'm gonna give you a chance to be Mrs Doble. An' when you marry me you git a man for * husband." "11l never marry you' Never' I'd rather be dead In my gravef ,he broke out paiwkmatel*, "Pteaee voreae'f. rweet heart." he jeer-Mi "Only yoo won't be dead In yore grave. Toull be keepin' house for Pug Doble I'm not in antln' on weddin" be Ila none. Hit women have their fanciest an' I aim to be kind. Take "em or leave em " She broke down and wept, her face in her hands. H«T wild alarm annoyed htm He repeated again that he was sot going to hurt her tf ahe met him halfway, and to ahow good fcuth went out and left her alone. While he lounged aullenly on the chopping-block, shoulder* and head eonken. a aound brought him to alert attention. A horseman was 1 galloping down the elope on the other Hide of the valley. Doble eased hla gun* to make Jimre of them. Intently ho watched the approaching figure. He recoc nhred th» horoe. rbtqutto. and then, ■with an oath, the rider. Hl* eye* gleamed with evil Joy. At laat' At laat he and Dare Bandera would settle account*. One of them would be carried oat of the valley fee'. first Bandeni leaped to the ground at ihe nine Instant that he polled Oil eul'o up. The horae was between htm and hla enemy. The eyea of the men 1 1 a»il tn a long, level look. "Where'* Joyce Crawford?" asked Save. "That yore bnatnee*"" Tm makfn" It mine. What have you done with her"" A «wl."h of skirts, a soft patter ef feet, and Joyce waa beside her friend. clinging to him, weeping tn his anna. "*«o back to the houae. . Joyce " said Have evenly. "I wiuit to talk wttb this man alone." Tho girl rlung the tighter to htm. "No. Dave, no! It's been . . . •wful." The outlaw drew hla long barreled ctx shooter. T din' behind a woman, are fmiV he taunted. At any moment ha mi*ht flra. Dave c-iDght the wrists of tho girl, draared them down from hla neck, and flung her rouahly from him to the ground, lie pulled out big lit ti» bulldog. Doble fired and Dave fell. The •otlaw moved cautiously closer, r» ultar.t at bia marksmanship. His enemy lay still, the pistol In hla ADVENTURE'S THE: TWINS V Cfriv% Rotxrtr Swton TIIE CLOTH OF DREAMS Instantly he fnrfjot. th/rt he and S'anry trrre on an errand for the Fairy Queen. Nlrfc looked after Nancy, whom the Gyp*y woman waa leading Into the caw. Th+n he looked at the rreat chocolate cake that had t»e*n out to cool. Horn* way hr- felt thai thlnjpi were foing all wron*. Joat then aomethin* dropped ont of hla pocket. It wan the note the Magir aj Mu.hroom ha/1 left In the orchard. Fd t*»tt*r not lowe that." fbought Kick, and he Ktooped to plrk It tip. Hut lo and behold. the writing ha/1 changed from blue to opened l f and n*ad "Don't ro Into th* cave Th# <;>rpt. y woman la Twelve Tooa thr Korrer*r " *Naney, M he *cr*afn*d, 'Tofßf hnrk. Don't ffo In th*re Come bark an*! we'll Mart on cjr journey over tt* H"\o n Mountain; " f'ut Nanrv didn't t<er»r. On?? the Oypry woman turned and leered at *>tm, % queer crooked *tnil*v No wonder tie- llttJe sr»rl didn't "• ir » t°r the cloth the woman ha/1 hand. Apparently Satidotn had been killed ut the flmt KIMIU "Oonie |« mi w nh that pop- Kun, did youT limp! l iit etwiico." Tlw M man firnl him in, mill ap promtiing vary carefully. Hound the corner of th(i houae a nuui had loiun. He iipoka <|uickly. "Turn yoi-« IUII tin* way. I»u«." Il *v»» Shorty. lit* revolver flushed ut the eame InulanC Ihil.le »''>«««■ red, meudi. d hillutnlf, mid fired. The fnrtyfivr* toar«<d Yellow ram™ am i uatok* ipurtfd. The bulldog Urhnt. Dnvt'i (tarlor toy had com* into artmn. Out of the Uitttc Hhorty and Han iter* came er«t and u&lnjurtd IVtbl* WUM LYING on the ground, hia revolver emokln* * fool or two from the twitching, outitrtlchrd hand. The outlaw wan dead before Shorty lunuxi him over. "W# *Ol him |ood," mild Shorty. "It w«LM comin' to him. I rvdion you don't know (hat he fired the chaparral on purpoor Wanted to wipe out the Jackpot. I Tea, l)u* aura had it tt»ntin' to hito." will nothing. II • loukod down lit th» 111.. 11. ryea hard an Jail*. Jaw ruuniml light. Il< ku«w thai but for .Shorty'■ arrival Im would piutuiily b« tytiiK th>r» him aelf. "t waa alniln' u> aboot tt out with hini hefura 1 heard of thi* luat acullduggery Swn >• the kid aruke »i» I huitinl up my intention*." The had man looked ul llave's weapon With the flicker of a smile on hie fkce. "||» called It a pop gun. I took notice II «u a mht busy III' plaything. But you cut yore nerve all right. I'd my you hadn't a chance In a thousand. Tou pia>ed yore hand fine, keelin' over ao'a he'd come ciuat enough for you to net a crack at him At that, he'd maybe 'a' got you if 1 hadn't drapped la." "Yea." aaid Handera. He walked acruaa la the corral fence, where Joyce eat huddled against the lower bare. Hhe lifted her head and looked at him ln«n WHO eye* out of which the Ufa had been stricken. The* stared at him U> dumli, anuaed queattonlng. IVi>« lifted her from the ground. "1 ... 1 thought yoo . . . wire dead." she whispered. "Not even powder burnt Ilia at*- •hooter outranged mine. I anu try ing to gel hun <loa«r" "la he ... r* "Yea. He'll never trouble any of u* again.' She shuddered in hla arms I »ave ached for her tn every tor tured nerve, lie did not know, and It waj« not hta place to ask, what price ahe had had to pay Presently ahe told him. not In »ord«, without knowing wh.it he waa Buffering for her A ghuat of » smile touched her eye*. "I knew you would i-om. It'a all right now " Ilia heart leaped. Taa. It'a all right. Joyce." CHAPTKR XI.V Joyce Malice Plea Juan Otero earned the newe back tn MalapL He had bean waiting on the creat of the bill to *ea the taaue of the adventure and had come for ward when Dave gave htm a signal. Hhorty brought Keith In from where be had left the boy ID the brush. The youngster flew Into hie ■falter'* arm*. Tbey wept over each other and ahe pelted him with ca rcaaea and little klaaen. Afterward she made some supper from the suppllea Doble had laid in for hla Journey south. The men went down to the creek, where they bathed and washed their wounds Dstrkneea had not yet fallen when they went to sleep, all of them *» h.iuate.l by the strain thru which they had paaaed. Not until the cold cry*fal dawn did they awaken. Joyce waa the first up. Hhe had breakfast welt under way before she I .ad Keith call the still Bleeping men. With the power of quick recuperation which an outdoor life had given them, both Shorty and Dave were fit for any exertion again, tho Han dera waa Still Buffeting from bia hums. After they had eaten Uiey sad died. Shortv gave them a casual nod of farewell, "Tell Applegaie to look me up In Mexico If he wants me." he said. Joyce would not let it go at that. prtven her to wipe up the ipfllel Icln* waa the Cloth of Praams. Whoever held It forgot everything and ti llered whatever he wan told. "Nancy. Nanry!" Nick krpt call- In*. runnln* after hla winter. lie In tended to reactia \*r If he could be fore It waa 100 late, "Come, cnm», little maater.** aaid the fJypay woman «we#»tly, ato: pin* auddenly and hoidln* out her hand Tb* mor* the merrier. We'll have quife a llttl* party " liefore hr knew what waa happen In*, ahe had taken Nick' " hand «nd placed the other end of the cloth In It that Nanry l»o|d. He* Clotn of Dreama, yoti know, my denr?i. and that w un the end of poor Nick, or hla memory. !n*t;intly he forgot th.it he and Nanry wore on an errand for the Fairy Queen. Forgotten w*re the Hiddyewer*. the Koraknott* and the lo*t record of I/mghend the Wlweman. rro fie (Copyright, 1922, by Ifcattle Btar) OUR BOARDING HOUSE Hhe made him a hake handa. He waa in the a addle, and her eye* lifted tu hla and shown rd gratitude on him. "Weil never forget you—never," *he piomiaed "And we do ao hop* youH be pioxperoua and happy." He grinned d»wn at her aheep iahly. ".-<«nie to you. Mian." he ■aid. and added, with a flash of audacity, '"To >vu and liava both." He beaded south, the oilier* north. "I believe yon admire him, Dave." "he mocked. "You're Ju*t aa grate ful to him aa I am, but you won I admit It. lie'* not a bad tn*n at all. really." "He'a a good man gone bad. Hut 111 say ihia for Hhorty. He's aome min Hell do to ride the river with." Crawford met them an me mile* nearer town. He Had beou unable to wait for their arrival. Neither he nor the chlldten could restrain their rmutton at eight of each oth er. Dave f*lt they might like to be alone and he left the party, to ride across to the temlejon with Bomta'a bulldog revolver. Late that afternoon Rob Hart reached town. He and Dave were alone In th« Jackpot offices when the latter forced himself to open a aubject that had always been closed between them. Handera came to It reluctantly. No tn*n had ever Pound a truer friend than he In Rob Hart. The thing he waa goln to do Menml aitnoet like a atah la the back. "Mow about yt>«j ud Jnyew, Bob?" b« ukod Tt)« ey«« Of the two mM and held. "What about Itf. lMv«r* "It*a Ilka thla," Nuid'ri mid. flushed and ambarraaaed. "You «rr« h»r» tint. Tou'ra entitled to flrat chance. 1 meant to kffp out of It, but thing* have rum up in aplte of mr I want to do wlutt «v»r aeem* right to you. My Idea li to >o away till—till vou've ml lint how you atand with her. la that fair?" Bob «ml>d. ruefully. TaJr IRNOUFH, old timer Hut no II*MI of IL 1 iwvff had a chance with Joyce, not a dead nun't look-In. Found that out before ivrr you came home. The field's clear far aa I'm conmnnl. Hop to It an' j try yore luck." Dave took hi* advice, within th* hour. Ha found Joyce at homo In the kitchen. Khe wax making plea energetically. The aleevea of her dr>-- »»r» rolled tip to the elh<?w* and there wit* a dab of flour on her temple where ahe had bruahed back a rebellious wlap of hair. Hhe hiuahed prettily at Rlffhl of her nailer. "I didn't know It wax you when I called to com* In. Thought It wax Keith playing a trick on me." Both of them were emharraaaed She did not know what to do with Mm In the kitchen and he did not know what to do with hlm»elf The girl waa acutely conwtou* that yew terday ahe had flung heraelf Into hla arm* without ahame. Til (to right on with my plea tf you don't mind." ahe aaid. "I can talk while I work." "Tea." But neither of them talked, tfhe rolled pi* cruet while the alienee grew nlgnlflcant. "Are your buma atlll painful?" ahe a*k*d at laat, to make talk. "Yr« no, Beg pardon. 1 I wt» thinking of aomethlng cl*e." Joyce flaahed one awlft look at him Hhe know that an emotional crlal* wax upon her. lie waa going to brush axld* the barrier* between them. Ilcr pulae* began to beat faat. There waa the craxh of mu ale In her blood. "I've got to tell yon. Joyce," he aald abruptly. "It'a been a fight for me ever nine* I came home. I love you. I think I alwaya hav*~ even when I waa In prlaon." Khe waited, the eyea In her lovw ly, flushed face ahlnlng. "I hfid no right to think of yon then." he went on. "1 kept nwwy from you. I cruahed down hope, t ncirwd my hltternea* to prove to m e there could never lie anything between u*. Then Miller cmnfeaaed and and we tnok our walk over the hill*. Aft'-r that the aim ahone Polly mi Pari —dirndl Paris TTi'' Kirinrt rwtfuurant mlled rt'Artnononvlllr. chv Willi »trlpr<l MwninKff «n'l llllio tftbWft on porchM and iHwnn. lw*k* tn tt .tinny *o«l lanil 11 part of I'tiriiT vir t. park. In a Hiin-'lappl''! rornT wit roily, <-l bow» on tulilf, 100 tuns inWrtateclly Dy Zm IVrtwr CH A PTER XXIV—D'ARMKNONVILLE DOINGS OF THE DUFFS FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS 1 cam* out from Iht muita i lu»<l boffi living." "I'm |W »h<< nld In » low "But Miller's confriorton mula no diff»r»n<-« in my thought uf you. 1 didn't need (tint to know you." "Hut I couldn't come to you even then. I knew how llob Hart fell, and after all he'd done for rue It wajt fair be should have first chance." Hhe looked at him. smiling ahyly. "You're very generous." "No. 1 thought you cared for him. it teemed to me any woman must. There aren't many men like Hob." "Not many." she agreed. "Hut I couldn't love Hob becau*""—her standfast eye* met hla bravely—"be cause of another man. Always have loved Mm. ever atnee that night years ago when he aavod my father'a life I>o you really, truly love me. 1 «ave?" "<3od known I do." he aoid, al most lit a whisper, "I'm glad—oh, awriy glad." Rhe save Mm her hand*, tear* In her •oft, brown eyoa. "IVouse I've been waiting for you *o lon*. 1 dldnt know whether you ever were coining to me." Crawford found them there ten minute* later. He wa* looking for Joyce to find him a collar button that waa miaatng. "Dawggone my hide 1 " ha fumed, and atopped abruptly, the collar button forgotten. Joyce flew out of Dave'* asm* Into her father'*. "Oh. Daddy, Daddy. I'm no hap py." ahe whispered from Uio depth* of hla should* r. The cattleman looked at Dave, and hi* rough face worked. "Boy, you're In luck. He good to her. or 111 skin you alive." He added, by wav of softening thla useless threat "I'd rather It waa you than any-1 body on earth, Dave." The young man looked at her, hl» Joy-In life, the woman who had brought him back to youth and happiness, and ho answered with a surge of emotion: "IH an re try." THK rcvn Into the fnra of fleorge Hurray, man of the world. "And aren't vou afraid of me— he wan asking, half Musing, half mean- Ing It. "And why should T he?" "You shouldn't. Only you're aw fully different from that la, 1 mean THE SEATTLE ST AH Settle ♦ After the iitorjr of the strange "doll." the kiddie* had time ft>r )u«t on* nior» vtmt In Ktellacoom l>efore Daddy wnuM be coming buck for them with the cur, anil the "uiloiKter'a little jEirl" thought tls y would better go and i~-e Mm. Colllnii. And la what Mrs. Colllna told them: "After the Indian war, people felt very unsa/e on their far awny new farm*, and the big forest about them teemed no longer friendly, but peopled with hor rible danger*. "Ho father decided he would lake hla little family and move to Kort Ktellacoom. so that In case tlie Indian* went on the warpath again we should be r.ear the soldlera at the fort. "I wae Just three years old when we lame to SteilaMxim, and I liked Its? nice big house we came to live In, and the log barn, anil rarely thought anything about the Indiana or any danger from thrrn. "But I had heard enough war stories to make me realise that lurking I.idlani might mean mis chief "Well, one day, when I was a few years older. I had been play ing house out In the larti. Some thing or »omct>o.ly cabled me that when 1 proposed the luncheon kiKt night ! waa afraid you'd say you couldn't corne without Minn lUuid or your husband—" "How am I different?" Tolly couldn't resist the human longing to talk about herself. He helped her to salad I.lttle smile wrinkle* v/ere round Ilia eyea. Ilia bands were t >markahly fine In fhnpe and beautifully carv-d for with out hclng what IV."y called "fancy •vi rk." "Well, flnit of all," he said, look Ing at her as though she were a painting In the em lon. to be erltl. I» d with care. "you are honest. Vou chow when you enjoy something when you don't. You have a froah, BY AHERN RyMftbcl CicUiwi— I'ajce 612 DANGKK IN THK SHADOW'S THE OLD HOME TOWN She Got the Letter A Minor Accomplishment awny and Just afwr supper. when I lit'KHn to look around for my dolly, I remembered that I had loft her out at the Inrti. I couldn't be sure, eithvr, whether I hud left her there or In the front yard on the bendu "I stood In the open kitchen door, trying to remember, when I kiw a white thing on the burn coor, which I thought niuat be my loat dolly. "It wag nearly dark; Inside the (Tent doors the barn wa* Inky black, and only the edge of the woods around showed shadowy dark, back amoug Ore trees it was blac£. "It WOK quite a distance across tTTe yard, but I wasn't a mite afraid and ran with all my might to rescue my baby from tlie night. "Hut a* I beared the , 'white thing,' I saw that it wa* not a doll lying on the cross piece of the rough door, but llxe upper part of a while shirt, above the dark blanket of an Indian, who stood In the shadows, and I wa* almost within reach of him whin 1 saw him. "My heart seemed to stand still, then liegan a heavy throb bing which warty choke.! me." (To Be OinUnnnll enthumuMtic viewpoint. And you rnnkd up your own mind not take so melody's rode for you, ready made. Alfio you haw courage and spirit. All the.se thing*. I fancy, are American. Th« women I'm accus tomed to (ire— well, Kuropean." "And a Kuropoan woman wouldn't he lunching alone with >ou Iwni In thin way?" "O. y» hut In mich a different ("Pint She'd have Borne Mirt of mo. tlw behind It " "Well, no have I," folly laughed. "I'm having a tremendous adven lure!" "But you're not deceiving your husband Or causing pain to your friend. Or planning an Intrigue. Or EVERETT TRUE trying to make a weary oM g<ntK man wake up and lone hi* head like a callow lioy! The Continental wom an regard* every man a« a poten tial love affair. To her, a forlildihm love Is like wilt to an ecu or the dash of tarragon In this excellent salnd. Yet you pretty Americans have an amazing way of being friends with a man. "The Kuropean Nvoman never d reams of such a situation. She learns every art of attraction. She gmns things for herself by charm Ing. wheedling. plottlnc. flatter Ing and she doesn't always tell her hilsluind ntioiit It. either. Secrecy to her Is a delicious sauce." "And do you like it?" asked I'ollv. "Oh, it helps nutke 11f« interest ing.* PAGE, 11 BY STANLEY BY ALLMAN BY BLOSSEU BY CONDO Ills smile waii disarming. hla man ner deferential. Hv waa a handaome man of perhaps 42. with perfect clothe# and a carefully preserved waistline. He had a way of order ing tliinga without consulting Polly - and tlivy were invariably tlie right tilings. He led the conversation, yet always seemed Interested in what •she said. Just at tlie moment Polly began to fir el it was time to eo, he ► ailed an op.-n taxi. His touch as lie helped her In thrilled her n lltir-v She found It easy to t'i!K to htm on th* way home, and vlvi she left OITI. tir -' rini.ilQcl v,-!ili her n vague feeling of gaiety, success and power. (To Ih Continued) (Copyright, 1922, NKA SeprWl