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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
-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'.
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
"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 . . .
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
V Cfriv% Rotxrtr Swton
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
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
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
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
"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
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."
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
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
rro fie
(Copyright, 1922, by Ifcattle Btar)
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*
"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
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."
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
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
"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
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
"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
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
"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,
RyMftbcl CicUiwi—
I'ajce 612
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
"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
"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
"But you're not deceiving your
husband Or causing pain to your
friend. Or planning an Intrigue. Or
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
PAGE, 11
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
(To Ih Continued)
(Copyright, 1922, NKA SeprWl

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