The Lampasas Record (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 32, No. 8, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 29, 1938 Page: 6 of 8
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MY Y.EAD-ACHE'S
GONE* ANY
MEAD IS CLEAR!
Every other morning.
THE LAMPASAS RECORD, SEPTEMBER 20, 1088
COOK FAMILY Mil':for bis
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the
TENTH INSTALLMENT
SYNOPSIS
Winters to the south
his
there a little, short Jasper got
said
Need * special printed form? Call to.
first
town
ATTENTION!
had some
in.
you epme
Saturday, October 1
What’s
Rosy
Let me have a chance to serve you.
THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE
Annual Reduction Price of
THE LAMPASAS RECORD
voice
boards
THE PRICE FOR THE NEXT FEW WEEKS WILL BE
don’t
PER
me why, Rosy ?”
YEAR
1.50
If you live more than 40 miles from
Lampasas, the price is
REGULAR PRICE IS $2.00
MOST ALL SUBSCRIPTIONS EXPIRE , WITHIN THE NEXT
FEW MONTHS. PAY UP NOW AT THE REDUCED RATES
—AND SAVE
The Record and Semi-Weekly Farm News, Both a Year
$1.95
Alka-Seltzer
ANNUAL FALL REDUCTIONS ARE NOW IN EFFECT ON ALL
STATE PAPERS, TOO. IT’S TIME TO SUBSCRIBE
You will really enjoy the taste—more like spring
over
over
he groaned
It tonight, I
it
I
stable was
in. An. old
know.
turned at
of-
ac-
lake
Ham-
“What did Hank tell you?”
asked.
"Nothing t Except that the
the street fronting sqmire-
the alley was the
the cor-
to the
his horse,
unknown as-
the ranch to
wound. Next
breath. Things
knew now that
the saloon had
and that the
Into the
the livi ry
commanded, hold-
They were quiet,
of hoofs came to
Suddenly, Mary whirled.
•‘What will we do. Rosy?
It all about?” she cried.
"Why don’t you tell me?
half my spread? Are you
the dark.
and fell
sang over
of range,
Rosy’s guns spoke In three lances
of flame, the last shot bringing
•He rolled out
Laredo and lunged to bls
sheriff’s
genial laugh.
in the
tains an analgesic. (Sodium Aeatyl-fialicylate). which
relieves pain, while its alkalizing agents help to cor-
rect everyday ailments associated with hyperacidity.
Your druggist has ALKA-SELTZER Get a 30c
or 80c package on our “satisfact!on-or-monoy-beck”
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Want to buy . sell or trade. Call to-
fu r off and headed for the station.
“You 'on the morning run out of
here?”
“Sure.
Why?”
“Was
on here
clothes.
it up
give him the night off. Anything I
can do for you?” •
"Where does this Sayres bang out
.gla nee. The man bad good
kind, homely face, and was
movement as he looked up
while still leaning the pages.
Rosy said. "The other
does,
where he
“Much
said. “I
Ire.” ’
was the
Winters’
a crack
look down info the
Well equipped to serve you in all types of
service—Washing, Lubrication, Polishing,
Fixing Flats, Etc. Mobil Oil and Mobil Gas—
none better.
He swung out the door into the
night. That helped. Could it be
Your Favorite State Daily Paper a year above annual price
and The Record a year—BOTH For ........DvC of state daily
He picked the low
which
thrown,
This is an invitation for all my friends to
visit me in my new location.
I will assume management of the Magnolia
Station on Highway 66 and Third SC., former-
ly operated by Gene Samuelson
the ranch hands—a bad sign,
discussing financial matters with
Dave and Rosy saddle horses and
for Single Shot to see the
banker. Mr. Pearson. Mortgage is re- '
newed and Dave decides to get enough 1
money to pay off mortgage by raising
alfalfa and selling it. Following night,
the lake is blown up, and Dave Inward-
ly accuses Hammond. The latter blames
Dave. A chance meeting of the two
gives them an opportunity to clear
away this false impression.
| He built
nerves before he saw Mary. What
was he going to tell her?
Finally, he hitched up his bell and
walked toward the house.
Inside, Mary looked up from the
table. She had been sitting staring
out the window.
, “Hullo, Rosy.”
. “Where’s
**l'yd to be up in them badlands
behind Old Cartridge, but they tell
me he's pulled out of there. You got
to ride up the valley a ways, then
turn east into them mountains. They
say you can git acrost them, but
Hm danged if I know how. Sayres
leastways, people think that’s
hangs out.’’
obliged. old-timer,” ” Rosy
reckon I’ll look somewhere
If you live in this territory. (That is within 40 miles of Lampasas)
the Regular price is $1.50
and pretty mouthy in his talk.”
Hoagy snapped his fingers. “T
member him. I never did find out
where he got off. I never
and 1 didn’t get his ticket.'
“Then he got off?” Rosy
eagerly. “Where?”
rnse this ! i
daylight,
there
and
found
could
They were saddling up.
“You like a early start,
you?” the sheriff drawled amiably. «
“Sure. I’m up every morning be-
fore the rest of them are,” W’lnters
said.
Rosy saw Winters let down the
corral gates, and “both meh led their
horses through. .
“Say”, the sheriff said. “I might “Why. it’s Ted—and a stranger. Is
had been asleep and it was already
Was he too late? No,
below.
He
and
corral.
Honoring L. H. Cook of Rancaugutal
Chili, who is visiting his mother, Mrs?’
G. W. Cook and other relatives In
heard Mary gasp. “But—it’s signed. Lampasas, the Cook family had a re-
signed by Dave?” j union the past week end.
’’Is there anything the matter?” | Those present to enjoy this happy*
I Crowell asked politely. i occasion were the honoree; his mother,-
“No. I’m sorry." Mary aaid. “It Mrs. G.W. Cook; sisters, Mrs. FloreMS,
Townsend, LaGrange; Mrs. E. V.
Smith, San Angelo; Mrs. Neva Bennie,
Crowell Brownwood; Mrs. Edna Perry and Vln-
the nie Wade Matthews, Lampasas.
i Nieces and nephews: Mr. and Mrs.
Keith Dawson, Lhmpasas; Mr. and
■ Mrs. E. W. Jarrell, Waco; Landon
had Bennie, Brownwood.
A | Another sister, Mrs. J. I* Burrell,
J and family of Glendora, Calif., were
unable to attend.
• | That was over, but the worst was
to come, Rosy thought. He put It
off until fresh hotcakes were before
Um and he had put away a ^Hateful.
“Some Jaspers cornin’ to try and
buy the ranch this mornin’,” he an
nounced.
“Whop
“Dtmno,” be lied coolly. “Just
heard. Dave heard about it too. He
—ya not to sell Just in case he wasn’t J
while
was on
up at her, “Reinem-
Don’t sign anything. And be-
The FEUD at
SINGLE SHOT
By Luke Short
The Lampasas Record
“Train? He’s left town?”
“I presume so.”
Rosy raged silently. Where
Crowell got Dave’s signature?
forgery?
“I didn’t hear
“I’m part Injun,”, Rosy grinned.
i “Reckon you got any cold- hot-
„„„„ „„„„. un ' cakes I can have?” He cursed him-
.hooked his hull and slung it off his self for not brushing the hay off hishis voice! " ——
“I met Mr. ********************************************************************
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ride down with you at that. It’s that the man Rosy?” when he signed thia deed, be told me
early yet.” | reejWI|i» Rosy aaid shortly. lle thought you’d be willing to let
“I’ve got to ride over ami tell -Where can I hide? And you better Youlr h*ir tor * reasonable price,
thobe neuters about the lake,” Win- these dishes cleared awav ” now. that the water's gone.”
“Maybe it’ll crowd you ”. Marv raa to front r(Mun ' The paper rustled again and Rosy
Guess I better not at that. .
me in town pretty late.
"That’s all I waited to
He jogged up the alley,
the bank, walked over to the Free
Throw and got his horse. As he
swung past the hotel, his bay was at smile,
full gallop.
Rosy reached the ranch well after business.'
one o’clock.. The house was dark, ,
still, and Ipe wondered if Hunk Lowe j
had stayed all night. .
• He let down the corral bars,
"I want you to Ride me so I can.
hear what this jasper says that
wwrfs to buy the ranch. I got to.”
TH« serious tone Impressed .Mary,
for she nodded mutely.
“It’s none of my business, under-
stand/* Roey said, knowing that he
was blushing bat persisting any-
way; “but I’ve got to hear him.*
“Can you tell
she asked him.
“Walt!” Rosy
lug up his hand,
nie steady beat
them and Mary ran to the windofr.
e is a modern pleasant way to get relief from
Heedache, Gas on Stomach, Colds, Heart-
burn. “Morning After" and Muscular Pains.
Just drop one or two ALKA-SELTZER tablets in-
to a glass of water. Watch it bubble—listen to it fizz.
As soon as tablet is dissolved, drink the tangy solution
darkm-iiLi.—Rosy pushed Laredo—Imii ...
him. then moved quickly after the
tittle foreman As Rosy expected,
the insulted outlaw had drawn his
guns and was shooting in
He shoved the door open
-forward; A whineofsings
his head,
dragging
feet.
Across
ly on the alley was the sheriff’s
office. Rosy made for it. He remem-
bered the room contained a cot and
without striking a match he found
it Laredo was sleeping peacefully
as Rosy laid him on the cot. He left
the building, closing the door care-
fully liehind him.
He drew a deep
were shaping up. He
the understrapper in
been following him,
fight with Laredo had merely been
a pretense to shoot it out with him.
Rosy. The man had wanted to kill
him. Why? Who was Sayres?
Laredo had told so little about him
that Rosy was curious.
He fished around for a stub of a
pencil in his pocket, tore the back
off a soiled envelope an.I wrote:
“Quinn: If I was you. I’d change
my room tonight. Rand.” Maybe H
was unmeessary. but this under-
strapper had seen him talking to
Quints and Rosy didn’t want rhe
gambler pulled into the trouble.
He flagged a young Mcxx-an,
gave him a. dollar and told him to
deliver the note to. Quinn.
Then Rosy ducked back
alley and headed' for
stable.
The office of the livery
lighted and Rosy strolled
man was sitting at a desk, poring
over a feed catalog. Rosy sized him
up la a
eyes, a
slow in
at Rosy
“Oh,”
feller ain’t., here?”
‘The night man ? tliuult?’... No. I
Mary ran to the front room, Rosy
following her. !
— le’| davenport, over
Navajo rug was
*berjft jng place.
t0 the, Mary held
tow“rU | crawled under,
knees he looked
her.
lieve me, I'm trying to help you.”
fh>t. lt He beard the two men enter
expecting kluhea> th® 8oun<1 TOices, then*
dowu fo Mary distinctly: “Come into1
-the front room, Mr. Crowell."
stall and Ro*J beard them enter the room
seen him' sut on a feedbox. Hnd take chalrs around the fireplace,
| He built a cigarette to steady bis "bich was cold now. Crowell
fered Winters a cigar, which he
cepted with thanks, and lighted.
Winters spoke . wow,
thick with cigar smoke.
Crowell. on the way to Soledad, dar-
ling, and he asked me to come
with him. I think he’s
us some money, so listen carefully.”
“Mrs. Winters,’’ Crowell began,
and Rosy noticed his voice was con- i
fldent and smooth, “perhaps you
didn’t remember my name. I’m thei.
Crowell that’s written you about
selling the ranch.”
“But I thought —I—I — thought
those letters were written by Ham- '
mond, and Just signed ‘Crowell’.”
“Hammond ?” Crowell asked vag- 1
uely.
“Yes. He owns the Draw Three !
mine .In Single Shot. Frankly, I was '
sure it was Hammond because no ;
one ever came to inquire In person.” ' ■
Crowell laughed genially. “I was
merely feeling you out beci _
ranching syndicate I work for wasn’t
quite sure it wanted the property.
We are now, however.”
“That’s strange,” Crowell said.
“When I talked with your brother
last night, he was sure that you’d
TMt to fflL toft’*___
“Too?” Mary said.
Rosy heard some papers rustle.
“Yes. In my hotel room last night
Isn’t
afraid
a match can't bear to hear the truth t ’
buckle.
Sayres was the man who had done
the dynamiting?
He didn’t know, but he was going
to find out. He- heard a train whistle
With his partner, Rosy Rand, Dave
Turner is on his way to his ranch at
Single Shot. Both are returning from
prison where they have served sen-
tences for unjust convictions. On the
train, which is carrying a large sum
of money, Rosy’s quick action and
straight shooting foils a hold-up while
Dave saves the life of Martin Quinn,
a gambler, who is being threatened by
a desperado. Stopping at Single. Shot,
the sheriff tells Dave be is not wan-
ted. Quinn defends Dave but Dave and
Rand go to Soledad to meet Mary, "Before Walpais, the
Dave's sister, and proceed on horse- east."
back to the ranch. Mary reveals she
Is married nnd tells Dave that the
ranch is doing poorly, being beset by
nesters and involved in a claim dis-
pute. Suddenly a shot from the dark-
ness topples Dave from
Rosy fires and kills the
sailant and they rush to
treat Dave’s severe scalp
morning, at breakfast, Dave and Rosy
discover that Mary is now cooking for
After
Mary
leave
town
bay, whistling In a minor key the clothes better.
while. He heard a sharp object “Sure. And the coffee’s hot. She
strike the barn and he stopped. . rose.
i “That cinch -buckle,”
softly. “If I don’t find
never will.”
He slung the saddle
ral bars, then, strode
barn. Squatting, he struck
and started to look for the
A low cry escaped him.
There, in the soft dirt of the cor- (
ral, was the same bootprint that be had been blown out on top of
had seen at the lake! I mond’s mine, and both It and our
He stared unbelieving, his mind spread are ruined.”
>~racIngr"M’rEe ihhtW ‘Buruwi him and—Rosy shook - hl* liaa<L. atowly. fllV'-
died, and he struck another. This paring his lie. “It’s no wonder Hunk
time he measured the track, but he didn’t tell you any more. He couldu t.
knew It was the same. Whose could None of us can. We don’t know who
it be? His? No. Mary's or Dave’s? <ud it. But one thing we’re sure of
No. The sheriffs? Hardly. Win- —Hammond didn’t.”
.eis? ... Yes! Now he reHembered, Mary sighed and lamed to the
Winters wore army boots, or eastern stove.
riding boots.
Rosy squatted against the barn,
his heart numb. It was Winters, all
right. Whether he wanted to be-
lieve it or not. Winters knew about
the lake being dynamited. This, to-
gether with Quinn’s evidence, was
damning. And the cigarette butt.
Sick at heart, he turned into the
stable, crawled up into the loft to
wait for dawn^
t She forced a weak '
Dave?”
* “He stayed In town. He
ters said.
“Yeah.
It’ll put
Well, so long.”
Both men mounted,
i heading up the long slope
notch,
Soledad.
Winters had done a smooth job of
getting the sheriff out of the way.
Rosy thought bitterly. - With a siuk-
tbis morning? Dark, in black illg heart. Rosy admitted
city clothes. Had black eyes,1 looked as if Winters war
| Crowell, and had gone
I re- meet him.
- . He elimbed dowu into a
ul_ —it was just such a surprise. When ,
did you see him, Mr. Crowell f
“I can’t tell you exactly,1
aaid. “He had to run to catch
! train.”
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Pharr, E. M. The Lampasas Record (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 32, No. 8, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 29, 1938, newspaper, September 29, 1938; Lampasas, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1214905/m1/6/?rotate=270: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Lampasas Public Library.