Fredericksburg Standard (Fredericksburg, Tex.), Vol. 13, No. 30, Ed. 1 Saturday, April 17, 1920 Page: 2 of 10
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"Who in Mexico are you?” the cap-
tured man asked.
territory should make so much of him.
Young Cullison had stopped drink-
ing, hut he could not keep his nerves
rope around his neck,
tion was reversed.
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shots, then hump yourself forward and
hop on the express car.”
moonlit valley of pence had become a
battlefield.
Ing open the safe now," Flandrau an-
swered.
Moving closer, he saw that his ques-
tioner was the man in charge of the
horses. Though he knew the voice, he
could not put a name to Its owner.
That
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there.
and said just one word.
“Dead."
Cullison had torn open Cranston’s
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CHAPTER IV—Curly rescues Soapy
•tons from a bear trap into which he has
tumbled, and discovers that the outlaw
la young Ram's rival tor the hand of Lau-
ra London. She given Curly a note to
dellver to Sam, and Flandrau and Stone
eat out for the letter's ranch.
But this was not the point that first one could have lifted a hand that silent
occupled his mind. There were only
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ltson ‛s bitter enemy and exercises a bale-
pal infuence over the ex aherirr’s son
■am. who has quarreled with his father.
Cullison goes ball for Curly
man called Dutch. Flandrau laughed. ,
Last time they had met Curly had a
I have a lot of Irunswick and
Savage Tires which I am selling
still at the old ptice, get one
while the supply lasts, at 26ti
FELIX W. MAIER
were determined to save him and to
end forever the reign of Stone as a
bad man.
It was one day when the four young
cowpunchers were sitting together In
Curly’s room playing poker that a spe-
cial delivery letter came to Sum. The
others, to cover their excitement, start-
ed an argument. Presently Sam spoke,
as indifferently ns he could.
“Got the offer of a job down the
line. Think I'll run down tonight as
fennd = hieek mnuk hig ennngh
cover his whole face The registered
rus- of them. Soapy had decreed the boy’s
death by treachery, but his friends
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"It's your showdown,
mask."
The man hesitated.
him."
The boy shuddered and drew a long
I sobbing breath. "I’ve been a fool, fa-
far as Casa Grande and see what’s do-
ing"
This was about two o’clock In the
afternoon. The game dragged on for
a while, but nobody took any Interest
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Fine! Curly was to stand out there
in the moonlight and let anybody in
the car that had the nerve pepper
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near San Antonio or
disappeared into an adjoining bed-
room.
"Don't go," Kate called to him over
her shoulder.
■ worth doing just
ipy’s face w he n he
after the robbers
oaks, from whence his alarmed voice
came In a minute.
“Dutch! Oh, Dutch!"
The revolver rim pressed a little
harder against the bridge of the horse
wrangler's nose.
“He ain’t here," Blackwell called
back to his accomplices.
law Soapy .
ters who bad been Curly's undoing.
Flandrau learns that Soapy Stone la Cui.
than any of them, was flattered that
CHAPTER 11. -Culli son’s friends, all three of the best known riders in the
cattlemen, determine to lynch Curly as
an example to ca tie thieves with the
outlaw lending the other two horses
As soon as they reached the bluf
brought Stone on
condemned idiot, he
hind drifting clouds,
&z "Oh. It’s you. Ram.
— right?"
- "Right as the wheat
did not appear, and about six o’clock
Curly went back to his room.
“Time to grub," he sang out.
“That’s right," Sam agreed.
They went to the New Orleans Hash
House and presently Davis and Ma-
loney also arrived. The party ordered
a good dinner and took plenty of time
to eat it. Sam was obviously nervous,
but eager to cover his uneasiness un-
der a show of good spirits.
Curly finished eating just as Sam’s
second cup of coffee came. Flandrau,
who had purposely chosen a seat in
the corner where he was hemmed in by
the chairs of the others, began to feel
in his vest pockets.
ning to murder him."
“I wasn't in on that. Luck—didn’t
know a thing about it till after the boy
the run.
must be
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fields under hog-proof
fence; three acres in alfalfa; thir-
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in it. Sam had to get ready for the
work of the night, and the rest were
head. Hastily he took off the mask.
Luck, Curly and Dick Maloney had
already ridden over the country sur-
rounding the scene of the projected
heidup. They had decided that the
robbery would probably take place at
the depot, so that the outlaws could
get the agent to atop the flyer without
arousing suspiclon. In a pocket of the
hills back of the statlon a camp had
been selected, its site well back from
any trail and so situated that from it
one could command a view of Tin Cup.
The owner of the Circle C selected
three of hie close- mouthed riders—
Sweeney, Jake and Ruck were the
ones he chose—to hold the camp with
bim until after the robbery. The only
signal they needed was the stopping of
the Flyer at Tin Cup. Then they would
mm poundlag down from the hills in
time to catch the robbers before they
away at him. If they did not attend
to the job of riddling him, his false
friends would do it while he was run-
ning forward to get aboard. Nothing
could have been simpler—if he had not
happened to have had inside informa-
: tion of their intent.
as Sam
to take a hand In the battle. Caught
by surprise, Soapy’s gang would surely
be trapped.
So they planned it, but It happened
that Soapy Stone had made his ar-
rangements differently.
Luck and his riders took their blan-
kets and their traps down to Tin Cup
according to agreement, while Davis,
Maloney and Flandrau became very
friendly with Sam, The boy, younger
receipt in full for Mr. Luck Cullison."
Before many minutes the engine be-
gan to slow down. The wheels had
hardly stopped moving when Curly
crept out. plowed through the sand, up
the rubble of a little hill, and Into a
draw where a bunch of scrub oaks of-
fered cover.
A voice from in front called to him.
Just then the moon appeared from be-
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The dwarfed figures of the outlaws
stood out clear in the moonlight. One
of them ran up the track toward the
ures slipped round the edge of the cor- ’
ral and up the lane. Each of them
carried a rifle in addition to his hip
guns.
They slid Into the open end of th*:
stable. Cullison's voice rang out coldly '
“Drop your guns!"
A startled oath, a shot, and before
from Kendalia, Ken
The outlaws fell back from the
stable, weapons smoking furiously
Blackwell broke into a run, never look
Ing behind him but Soapy and Bad
Bill gave hack foot by font fighting
every step of the way
Diva n Curi; re== *7" IT! hehine the
' rocks where they had been placed andi
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anxious to get out and give him a
chance. So presently Dick threw down
his cards.
"I’ve had enough poker for one ses-
sion. Me. I’m going to drift out and
see what's moving in town.”
"Think I’ll snooze for a while," Sam
said, stretching sleepily.
The others trooped out and left him
alone. From the room rented by Davis
the three watched to see that Sam did
not leave without being observed He
CHAPTER V—There Curly meets his
companions at the rustling expedition and
4eliyers Laura’s note to Ham Young
Cullison believes Stone la his friend and
eaye ha will stick by him Flandrau sees
some moye la being planned and becomes
convinced it la train robbery. Sam leaves
the ranch to go to Saguache Curly ac-
companies him.
CHAPTER VI. — Eavesdropping at a
■nesting place, Curly hears Stone and his
Hfeutenant, Lute Blackwell, arrange to
bold up the train at a crossing known as
Tin Cup. and after the robbery shoot
young Cullison and leave his body on the
ecene. Stone thus glutting his revenge on
the ex-sheriff through his on’s death and
dtegrace Curly la accused by Stone of
being a spy of Luck Cull.' m's They are
•operated, but part with the understand-
ing that their next meeting will mean a
fight to the death. Curly makes a con
fdant of Dick Maloney, cattleman, and
they inform Luck Cullison of Stone’s pl t
agatnst his son.
(To be continued.)
here since he left Tin Cup?"
They shouted themselves hoarse.
They wandered up and down In a vnln
search. All the time Curly and his
prisoner sat in the brush and scarcely
batted an eye.
At last Soapy gave tip the hunt. The
engine and the express car were sent
back to join the rest of the train and
as soon as they were out of sight the
robbers set out across country toward
the Flatiron ranch.
Curly guessed their intentions. They
would rustle horses there and head for
the border. It was the only chance
still left them.
After they had gone Curly and his
prisoner returned to the road and set
out toward Tin Cup. About a mile
and a half up the line they met Culli-
son and his riders on the way down.
Maloney was with them. He had been
picked up at the station.
Dick gave a shout of joy when he
heard Flandrau’s voice.
“Oh, you Curly! I’ve been scared
stiff for fear they’d got you.”
Luck caught the boy’s hand and
wrung it hard.
They held a conference while the
Ohrcle C riders handcuffed Dutch and
tied him to a horse. Soon the posse
was off again, having left the prisoner
in charge of one of the men. They
swung round in a wide half circle, not
wishing to startle their game until the
proper time.
When they reached the edge of the
mesa that looked down on the Flatiron
the moon was out and the valley was
swimming in light. They followed the
dip of h road that led down to the
corral. Passing the fenced lane lead-
ing to the stable, they tied their ponies
Inside and took the places assigned to
them by Culllson.
They had not long to wait. In less
than half an hour three shadowy fig-
ther—and worse.”
"Forget it. son. We’ll wipe the slate
clean. I’ve been to blame, too."
It was no place for outsiders. Curly
beat a retreat into the next room. The
young women followed him. Both of
them were frankly weeping. Arms
twined about each other’s waists, they
down and waited. Pres-
HIs own re- i
The Prodigal Son.
They found the prodigal son with
his sister and Laura London at the Del
Mar. Repentance was writ large all
over his face am! manner. From Da-
vis and from the girls he had heard
the story of how Soapy Stone had in-
tended to destroy him His scheme of
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An explosion below told them that j "No use. Luck. I’ve got a-plenty,
the robbers had blown open the safe. You sure fooled us though. Was it
Presently Soapy’s voice came faintly Sam gave us away?"
to them. “No, Bill. Curly overheard Soapy
“Bring up the horses.” ! and Blackwell at Chalkeye’s place.
He called again, and a third time. ' Sam stood pat, though you were plan-
He had to think quickly, for the
■ plans of him ami his friends had been
deranged. They had reckoned on the ex-
press car being rifled on the spot. This
would have given Cullison time to
reach the scene of action. Now they
would be too late. Unless Curly could
stop it, the holdup would go through
according to the program of Soapy
and not of his enemies.
The decision of Flandrau was in-
stantaneous. He slid down beside the
track into the long grass. Whipping
up one of his guns, he fired. As if in
answer to the first shot his revolver
cracked twice. Simultaneously, he let
out a cry of pain, wriggled back for n
dozt n yards through the grass, and
crossed the track in the darkness. As
he crouched down close to the wheels
of the sleeper some one came running
back on the other side.
“What’s up. Sam? You hit?" he could
hear Blackwell whisper. .
No answer came. The paroled con-
vict was standing close to the car for
fear of being hit himself and he dared
not move.’
“Sam.” he called again; then, "He’s
sure got his.”
That was all Curly wanted to know
Softly he padded forward keeping as
low as he could till he reached the
empty sleepers. A brakeman was just
uncoupling the express car when Curls
dived underneath and nestled close to
the trucks
From where he lay he could almost
have reached out and touched Soap:
standing by the car.
"What about the kid?" Stone asked
Blackwell as the latter came up.
"Th y got him. Didn't you hear him
yelp?"
"Yes but did they put him out of
buslness? See his body?"
Blackwell had no intention of going
back Into the fire zone and making
sure. For his part he was satisfied. So
he lied.
“Yep. Blew the top of his head off.'
"Good," Sonny nodded. "That’s u
to catch sight of So
took the mask off
had been enptured.
had got through with their work Ma him comfortably.
dressed In young Cullison’s clothes and
with Maloney took the express at
9:57. Davis remained to guard Sum.
Curly’s watch showed 10:17 when
the wheels began to grind from the set-
ting of the air brakes. He was in the
last sleeper, Dick in the day coach
near the front. They had agreed that
Dick was to drop off as soon as the
train slowed down enough to mnke It
safe, whereas Curly would go on and
play Ram's part until the proper time.
The train almost slid to a halt from
the pressure of the hard-jammed
brakes. A volley of shots rung out.
Curly slipped the mask over his face
and rose with a revolver in each hand.
He had been sitting at the end of the
car, so that nobody noticed him until
his voice rang out witli a crisp order.
“Hands up! Don’t anybody move!"
An earthquake shock could not have
alarmed the passengers more. The
color was washed completely from the
faces of most of them.
“Reach for the roof. Come, punch
a hole In the sky!” To do It thorough-
ly, Curly flung a couple of shots
through the ceiling. That was enough.
Hands went up without any argument,
most of them, quivering as from an
Arkansas chill.
Presently Cranston herded the pas-
sengers in from the forward coaches.
With them were most of the train
crew.
"We're cutting off the express car
and going forward to Dobe Wells with
it. There we can blow open the safe
uninterrupted," Bad Bill explained.
"You herd on the passengers here
In hts pocket “7^^ X nnverrmmtorme
Hie pushet hts fereret against the
teeth nt the hone wranzler
getting rid of Sam comes Mr. Soapy i above Flandrau outlined the next step
ami his bunch will be prisoners." । in the program.
They argued it out. but Curly was “Hell stay here in the tornilla and
set and could not be moved. He, what happens, my friend. Unless
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life had been broken into pieces and
he was a badly shaken young scamp. lmal P ace.
When Luck and Curly came into the
room lie jumped up, very white about
the lips. dall
"Father!” and
"My boy!"
Cullison hnd him by the hand, one
arm around the shaking shoulders. . •
"What- what- ?" t bearing Peir trees; plenty of
Sam’s question broke down, but his grass and sprng water; 4-room
father guessed It. box house, nev windmill, new
"Soapy and Bad Bill were killed, large stock ban, lots, and pens
Dutch is a prisoner, and Blackwell es- fenced six feethigh - fun partie
caped. All Spring Valley is out after ulars on applietion, $12.50 per
acre. S. E. Sadle, Kendalia, Ken-
dall County, Texs. 32
SYNOPSIS.
Part L
CHAPTER 1 — Adv enturous and reck-
lons, rather than criminal, and excited by
liquor, Curly Flandrau and his chum.
Muc , both practically mere boys, become
involved in a hors - stealing adventure.
Dispostng of the stolen stock in the town
er saguut Ilf, Aril , the band separates,
urly and his partner staying in town
They are awake: ! and told a posse is
in town in pursuit of them. They elude
their pursueis Overtaken next day, Mac
is killed by the posse and Curly marls
captive, after he I , d ot one and him-
•elf been wounded Thu man shot is
"Darned If I’ve got a cigar. Sam,
you're young and nimble. Go buy me
one at the counter,"
“Sure." Cullison was away on the
instant.
Curly's hand came out of his pocket.
In It was a paper. Quickly he shook
the contents ot the paper Into the
steaming cup of coffee and stirred the
liquid with a spoon.
Sam brought back the cigar and
drank his coffee. Without any unnec-
essary delay they returned to his room.
When the party reached the room the
boy was getting drowsy. He rubbed
his eyes, yawned and slumped down.
Ills lids wavered, shut. Jerked open
again, and closed slowly.
"Wake me up. Curly—time for
train." And with that he was sound
asleep.
They took off his boots and settled
stroyed it.
mask had given
s about the same
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“Don’t move, you bandy-legged
maverick, or I'll fill your hid* full of
holes. Ami if you want to keep on
living padlock that mouth of yours.”
In spite of his surprise the man
caught the point nt once. He turned
over his weapons without h word.
Curly unwound u rope from one of
the saddles and dropped a loop round
Dealer in
Feed Stuff of all Kinds, Hideo,
Poultry, and Country Produce.
Gold Drinks, Tobacco and
Cigars. phone 63.
Fredericksburg, Texas
enly Kate ctitne back alone. Her shin-
ing eyes met his.
"I never was so happy in all my life
before. Tell me what happened—
everything, please."
As much us was good for her to
know Curly told. Without saying a
word she listened till tie was through.
At last she spoke in a low, sweet
voice.
"What can we do for you? First
you save fattier and then Sum. You
risked everything for my brother—to
win him hack to us, to save his life and
now his reputation. If you had been
killed people would always have be-
lieved you were one of the gang."
“Sho! That’s nonsense, Miss Kate.”
He twisted his hat in his hand uneas-
ily. “Honest, I enjoyed every bit of
it. And a fellow has to pay his debts.”
“Was that why you did It?" she
asked softly.
"Yes. I had to make good. I had to
show your father and you that I had
not thrown away all your kindness.
So I quit traveling that downhill road
on which I had got started.”
“I'm glad—I’m glad.” She whis-
pered it so low he could hardly hear.
"There was one way to prove my-
self. That was to stand between Sam
and trouble. So I butted In and spoiled
Soapy's game."
"I wish I could tell you how fine fa-
ther thinks it was of you. He doesn't
speak of it much, but I know "
"Nothing to what I did—nothing at
all." A wave of embarrassment had
crept to the roots of his curly liuir.
“Just because a fellow—oh, shucks!”
“That's all very well for you to say,
but you can’t help us thinking what
we please."
“But that ain’t right. I don’t want
you thinking things that ain't so, be-
cause—"
“Yes? Because—?"
She lifted her eyes and met hl a.
Then she knew it had to come out.
that the feeling banked In him would
overflow in words.
“Because you're the girl I love.”
He had not Intended to say It now,
lest he might seem to be urging hla
services as a clalm upon her. But ths
words had slipped out in spite of him.
She held out her two hands to him
with a little gesture of surrender. The
light of love was in her starry eyes.
And then—
She was in his arms, and the kisses
had dreamed about were on his lipa
He disappeared into the scrub was shot. 1 wouldn’t a-stood for it.”
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They might the neck nt his prisoner. The two men
shoot you in place of Sam." mounted and rode out of the draw, the
“I’ll look out for myself. Don’t wor-
ry about that. Before the time for
T-mHy
from jumping, HIs companions
watched him so closely that be was
never out of the sight of at least one
Three Shadowy Figures Slipped
Part II.
CHAPTER 1. After an nil night sew
■Ion st th.- Roundup club, in whie h Culli-
non has lost heavily there is an e change
of sharp words between Luck and a
sheepman, fit « Fendrick, with whom
Cullison has a feud
CHAPTER II. - Saguache is electrified
by the newa of the holdup of expre s
messengers, he bandits securing $20,000
Cullison pays his poker det ’• - rtly
afterward Ma ri rd ilex l tandrau
his closest friends, learn he is suspei ted
of the expre robbery, hi hat having
been found on the scene and he being
missi ng
CU.M ! ER 111 Kate MM to saguache
for a consultation with M ckenzie Alex
Flandrau and Curly All are convinced
of Luck's innocen c Tin- sher!m reveals
that besides the finding of Cullison's hat,
• nd his payment of hl debts, Cass Fen-
drick had seen t»>< ro! nr and is almost
certain it was Luck Cullison is about to
enter । • most • hich will prac-
tically put Fendrick nut of business.
CHAPTER IV-Kate's shrewdnes re
veals how Cullise n had taken Fendrick’s
hat when he left the Roundup Club, and
suspicion points strongly to a frameup on
Kendrick's part and to hla being respon-
sime for Luck's disappearance The sher-
iff receives a series of notes turning on
the "Jack of Hearts" Curly finds a ci-
gar store by that name and secures evi-
dence that the proprietress. Mrs. Wylie,
knows what happened to Luck.
CHAPTER V.-ln the cellar of the ci-
gar store Flandrau finds a cipher mes-
aage left by Cullison and follows the
scent Luck is held prisoner by Fendrick
and Blackwell in a deep herder's cabin
in the mountains Fendrick wants him to
sign a relinquishment of his homestead
rights, conditional to his release.
CHAPTER VI. — Uneasy over the pos-
sible results of his kidnaping of the cat-
tieman. Fendrick tells Kate Cullison
enough of the story to induce her to ac-
company him to her father Cullison
fearing for his daughter's safety should
she be left at the mercy of Blackwell,
signs the relinquishment and accompanies
Kate home.
CHAPTER VH.-Bucky O'Connor, of
the Texas Rangers, lifelong friend of Cul-
lison, takes a hand in the game, he and
Curly making a search for the missing
man O'Connor arrests Fendrick, charg-
ing him with the abduction Cullison
meeks Fendrick with the object of punts
Ing the sheepman personally, but O'Con-
nor forbids, holding Fendrick under ar-
reef
CHAPTER VIII O’Connor apprehends
Mackwell on his way to Soapy Stone's
ranch and brings him to Saguache Black-
well admits the express robbery, claiming
Fendriek took the money from him He
also explains the circumstances of Culli-
son’s abduction.
closed the imp on Black well. Th*
paroled convict let out one yell.
"I give up Goddlemighty, don’
shoot
Half way flown the Iane Cranston
was hit in the darkness bis 'ole*
could lx- heard, for the firing had mo
mentarily ceased
“They’ve got me. Soapy. Run for it.
I'll hold ’em buck."
"Illi hnd. Hill?"
"I'm all In. Vamos!"
Stone turned to run, and for the first
time saw that his retreat was cut off
As fast as he could pump the lever his
rifle began working again.
The tiring this time did not last
more than five seconds. When th*
smoke cleared It wits all over. Soapy
lay on his back, shot through andj
through. Blackwell had taken advan
tage of the diversion to crawl through
the strands of barbed wire and to dis
appear in the chaparral. Bill had
rolled over on his face.
Dick was bending over Stone. He
“He wasn’t shot. Curly saved him.
He had to give you away to do it.”
“Good enough Serves Soapy right
for double-crossing Sam. Take cart*
of that kid, Luck. He’s all right yet.”
HIs eye fell on Flandrau. "You're a
game sport, son. You beat us all. No
hard feelings."
“Sorry it had to be this way. Bill."
The dying man was already gray to
the lips, but his nerve did not falter
“It had to come some time. And it
was Luck ought to have done it, too."
He waved aside Sweeney, who was
holding a flask to Ills lips "What's
the use? I've got mine. Say, there's
something else, boys. Curly has been
accused of that Bar Double M horse
rustling back In the early summer. I
did that job. He was not one of us.
You hear, boys. Curly was not tn it." 1
A quarter of an hour later he died.
He had lied to save from the peniten-
tlary the lad who had brought about
his death. Curly knew why he hail i
done it—because he felt himself to
Hame for the affair. Maybe Bad Bill
had been a desperado, a miscreant ac-
cording to the usual standard, but
when it came to dying he knew how to
go better than many a respectable clti
zen. Curly stole off into the darkness i
so that Hie boys would not see him
play the baby.
N
Vh 7 v
' v
cided he must have
The sight of the
rope around Mis : he is saved by the
intervention of . e Cullison. Luck's
daughter.
CHAPTER 111 -Hie wound dressed,
and further violene e not apprehended.
Curly is sent for by Cullison. He ques-
four horses for five riders. Curly knew
now that he had not been mistaken.
Soapy hnd expected one of his allies
' to stay on the Arid nt battle, hnd pre
pared for it from the beginning. The
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