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FREDERICKSBURG STANDARD, FREDERICKSBURG, TEXAS.
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CHAPTER XI.
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CHAPTER XIV.
“March Ahead of Me," He Ordered
of his class.
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well you put me out of h hostile camp."
and she knew that her lover had risen (
Not once had the man of
was rough.
CHAPTER XIII.
hanee to get away from him she wel-
Flandrau and Curly
Luck’s innocence
at besides the finding of Cullison’s hat.
r
ed.
She swung to the back of the
get
his Inst moments that the young
Without losing an instant the con-
ing with the chill of an Arizona moun
pulse was to scream, to struggle to her
but
rapidly as they could. The ashes of a
under ar-
fire halted them a few minutes
It connted
Scattered about lay the feath- hand."
‘confident pride flashed from her eyes
deep enough to hide him from the ven
u
that
to him.
(THE END.)
I
called upon ner courage and tried to
still the fearful tumult in her heart.
the time
frem one
choice but to go on with the case of
the State versus Flandrau on a charge
CH
so I
Curly had one
jury could forget.
to Cullison.
Father and son hurried toward him.
The sheep owner was standing at the
। edge of a prospect hole pointing down
with his finger.
beside
steady,
for he i
known to be hacking him hut It was
worth much more that his wife of a
week sat beside him in the courtroom.
dor
"Come up and help the fellow out."
man
The
camp
later.
he dared not lay a finger upon her in
the way of harm. And he knew it was
true, knew that If he gnve way to his
All are convinced
The Sheriff revenls
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it was
l got
jive. '
for a
Billy
were
"Let me go. I tell you "
For answer his open hand struck
darkness she made out an indistinct
figure.
“Water," a husky voice demanded.
She got her canteen from the saddle
became greater.
"Mebbe she got lost," Boti suggested
Ih r father scouted this as absurd.
"You don't reckon n cougar—" be-
gan Sweeney, and stopped.
Luck looked nt his bandy-legged old
rider with eyes In which little cold
"About
Why?"
y
Cullison
punish-
t O’Con.
Surprised, she slipped it on.
“Now ride back out and cut along friends, won t we?" Kate cried
Cutting Trail. Miss Cullison heard him calling as she
hate Cullison had disappenred had
it.
“No—no "
know which. . Blackwell.
The party pushed up the gulch as
and
Straight
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early to put it there unnoticed.
Faintly there came to her a wind- times she staggered when the ground
(
ing the sheepman personally,
wor forbids, holding Fendrick
rest
i •
Within the hour they saw some of
his hunters. A wisp of smoke rose
from the basin below. Grouped about
it were three men eating breakfast.
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The hotel clerk would not swear posi-
tively that the prisoner was the man
he had seen with the other rustlers
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cg
"1 triec
treatment
"Now," she told him.
The imprisoned man was dragged
over the edge with one cheek scratched
break."
Cullison’s gaze had never left him.
It observed, weighed, appraised. "Good
; lost their spring. She moved wearily,
her feet dragging heavily so that some
So
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into his. It told him that for his life
Los Angel
Bed And
til She I
important asset no
"Got anything to eat with you. I’m
starving." he snapped.
I find dropped it to him. The man glued
"No."
"He didn't—mistreat you?" His
voice was trembling as he whispered of rustling horses from the Bar Double
the first pocket that opened It proved , I
to be a blind gulch, one offering no exit I »
at the upper end but a stiff rock climb
to a bluff above.
Mfr
7*
had sold out and
he snuffed out unless he could evade
his hunters till night and in the dark- j
ness break through the line.
He know now that it had been a fatal
w
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through the darkness. she was shiver
gone to Colorado.
geance of her friends.
He got sullenly to his feet. “Come
We'll be going."
"I’m glad so glad. Now we'll all be
Aust i
W a . r
reati ot
soman
' a
work ’
begun
| cw ke
vestiga
Rea
from e
yond
This t
promi
States
archat
Pearci
was a continual joy and wondet
"Why did she come up here to cook
them?" Sam asked.
6»i « kihled
em-ere xm -Cuty te ma-tea en
adato. and with ble wife at his mide to
oquitted of complicity In the horge "run-
Ki which was ths heginin« of all his
udlfortumes, and also his happinems, since
R M i Me meeting with Kato Cullimon,
_HAPrER VIII. - O’Connor apprehends
■lackwell on his way to Soapy Stone's
ranch and brings him to Saguache Black-
well admits the express robbery, claiming
Vendriek took the money from him He
Mao explains the circumstances of Culli-
son's abduction.
-1h
pany al
the con
were on
ett S. (
ceiver.
The
about a
of built
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ceiver <
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the par
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He whipped off his coat and gave it
to Kate. I He Turned to Run as the Other Fired.
“Put it on. Quick!"
lag him with the Abduction
seeks F<mdr1ck with the objec t of
had no
The district attorney
to make it all right before they close both of them radiant with happiness.
In If you travel fast. Stop once just and his heart ached for what he had
“I'm sorry. I did my best to go care-
“Don't make
Blackwell.
"I saw her about noon. She was on
Mesa Verde, headed for Blue canon,
it looked like.”
pursuers would mistake her for him.
They would follow her—perhaps shoot
her down. Anyhow, It would be a di-
Cass looked at her ami at Curly.
kept on to the ranch. The last I saw fully, and dropped the other end to
of her she was going straight on. We’d him.
better travel over toward Mesa Verde, horse and braced herself by resting
so as to be ready to start at day- her full weight on the farther stirrup.
the edge of the hill. You've got time
swept sound. She pulled up and wait-
ed. but no repetition of It reached her
ears But before her pony had moved
a dozen steps she stopped him again.
This time she was almost sure of a far
cry, and after it the bark of a re-
volver.
With the touch of a rein she guided
her horse toward the sound. It might
mean nothing. On the other hand it
might be a call for help. Her shout
brought an answer which guided her
to the edge of a prospect hole. In the
ten o'clock this morning.
HAPTIR IX —Blackwell escapes from
wrinon and joins Soapy Stone Sam Cul-
Mon recetves notice from Stone of the
epproaching train holdup Curly and
Hckenzie drug the boy's coffe, and
Crly, In Sam's clothes takes his place
on the train The robbery takes place ac-
’ ding to schedule, and Stone believes
•Am to have been killed. Curly over-
comen Stone’s man, left with the horses,
Md gets away with them He meets Luck
Qaillson and ths posse They Intercept
one, Blackwell and "Rad Bli!" Cran-
don Blackwell surrenders, but escapes.
Mone and Cranston are killed
CRAPrMR X— Back at Saguache. Luck
Glltnon and his son are reconciled, while
Srly and Kate disclose their mutual
They struck into the mountains, fol-
lowing a cattle trall that wound up-
ward with devious twist*. The man
rode, and the girl walked in front with
the elastic lightness, the unconscious
flexuous grace of poise given her body
by an outdoor life By dusk they were
up in the headwaters of the creeks
The resilient muscles of the girl had
"Yes. I shot some quail. Let go my
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Somehow she succeeded. A scornful.
birds.
Cass stooped and picked up some of
the feathers. "Qualls. I reckon Miss
Cullison had three tied to her saddle
horn when I met her.”
fered her the horse. He meant to be
fresh, ready for any emergency that
might come. Moreover. It pleased his
small soul' to see the daughter of Luck
Cullison fagged and exhausted but still
। answering the spur of his urge.
The moon was up before they came
upon a tent shining in the cold silvers
light. Reside it was a sheetiron stove
a box. the ashes of a camp fire, and a
side of bacon hanging from the limb
only to get some definite information
before starting. Now he had his lead.
Fendrick was either telling the truth
or he was lying with some sinister pur-
pose in view. The cattleman meant to
but it was long before Kate could es , . . ... . .
cape from wakefulness. At last she And at that shebroke down. A deep
fell into troubled catnap*. sob shook her body-ami another She
. buried her head on his shoulder and
From one of these she awoke to see wept
that the morning light was sifting .......
black. The last she remembered was
that the mountains were dancing up
and down in an odd fashion
Her eyes opened to see Curly. She
was In his arms and his face was
broken with emotions of love and ten-
derness.
"You’re not hurt?" he implored.
ed anxiety at the Circle C "Sure she would. And if he was
----- hnngry-as he likely was—she would
cook her quall for him."
"And then? Why didn't she come
stood out quite clearly, but as a
fully," the girl answered, stepping for-
ward.
His hand shot forward and caught
her wrist Her startled eyes flashed
to his face. The man was the convict
No doubt its owner a Mexican sheep
herder in the employ of Fendrick and
Dominguez, was out somewhere with
his flock.
Kate cooked a meal and the convict
ate. The girl was too tired and anx
loti* to care for food but she made
her*elf tal e a little They packed the
saddlehags with bacon, heans, coffee
and flour. Blackwell tightened again
the cinches and once more the two
took the trail.
They made camp In a pocket open
ing from n gulch far up in the hills.
With her own reata he fastened her
hands behind her and tied the girl se-
curely to the twisted trunk of a Joshua
tree. To make sure of her he lay on
the rope, both hands clinched to the
rifle. In five minutes he was asleep
feet and run. What did he mean?
His rifle covered her. With nil her
soul she longed to cry for help. But
she dared not take the risk. Even as
the two on the edge of the bowl with-
drew from sight one of the enmpers
rose and sauntered to a little grove
where the ponies were tethered The
distance was too far to make sure, bur
nomething In the gait made the girl
A Good Samaritan.
Fendrick had guessed the exact
troth. After leaving him Kate had rid-
den forward to the canon and entered
it. She did not mean to go much
farther, but she took her time. More
than once she slipped from under a
fold of her waist a letter and re-read
sentences of it. Whenever she did this
her eyes smiled. For it was a love let-
ter from Curly, the first she had ever
had. It had been lying on the Inner
edge of the threshold of her bedroom
door that morning when she got up.
have availed with another man were
of any weight here. Her sex, her
good deal that Alec Flandrau,
Mackenzie, and I.tick Cullison
with catclaw, tils knees bruised by a
slip against a sharp jut of quartz.
When he reached the top lie was
panting and shaken. Before he had
moved h dozen steps a man came out
"That's about it,” noddl'd Luck.
version to draw them from him.
Meanwhile he would climb the cliff
and slip away unnoticed.
The danger of what she had to do
him tn keep him true an
He could not go wrong now,
was anchored to a responsihility
approaching from the gulch.
Cass! Did you get him?"
Fendrick nodded wearily.
came up the gulch. What would she
, home?"
Luck turned a gray agonized face on
him "Boy, don't you see? The man
wns Blackwell.”
"And if you'D put yourself in Black-
well’s place you'll see that he couldn't
let her go home to tell where she had
I seen him." Fendrick explained.
"Then where is she? What did he
j do with her?"
sure that ths man was Curly. Her
hands went out to him in a piteous IIt-
tie zesture of ppre!
She was right. It wss Curly. He
was thinking of her at that moment
despairingly, bat no bell of warning
I: ml
fflw
was not a party to the crime
while he watched her vigilantly. To-
gether they roasted the birds by hold-
ing them over the fire with sharpened
sticks thrust through the wings. He
devoured them with the voracity of a
wild beast.
Hitherto his mind had been busy
with the immediate present, but now
his furtive shifting gaze rested on her
more thonghtfully. He dared not leave
her in the prospect hole. He was not
yet ready to do murder, for fear of
punishment. That was a possibility to
ba considered only if he should be
Loose Threads.
Those who knew about Sam’s share
in the planning of the Tin Cup hold-
up kept thelr mouths close All of the
men implicated in the robbery were
It Luck spoke bluffly. ’This dashed
feud is off. Caws. You've wiped the
slate clean. When you killed Black-
CHAPTER HI — His wound dressed,
and further violence not apprehended.
Curly is lent for by Cullison He ques-
dona the boy concerning a notorious out-
kew Soapy ’tone, real leader of the rus-
Hers who had been Curly’s undoing.
Flandrau learns that Soapy Stone is Cul
Ulon's bitter enemy and exercises a bale-
ful Inuence over the ex sheriff's son
Gam, who has quarreled with his father.
Cullison goes ball for Curly
Curly. Luck had waited with Sam
CHAPTER IV.—Curly rescues Soapy
Stone from a bear trap into which he has
etumbled, and discovers that the outlaw
to young Sam’s rival for the hand of Lau-
ra London. She gives Curly a note to
delver to Sam, and Flandrau and Stone
eat out for the latter’ ranch
, | narrowing circle of grim hunters that
[A I hemmed him. And with each failure. ।
N | with every passing hour, the terror in
youth, the service she had done him—
these would not count a straw. He
was lost to all the instincts of honor
that govern even hard desperate men
wire. We'll run him down and feed
him to the coyotes.”
a good chance, but I don't think so
He would keep her for a hostage as
long as he could.”
"That’s the way I figure it," agreed
Cullison. “He daren't hurt her, for he
would know Arizona would hunt him
down like a wolf if he did.”
“Then where’s he taking her?” Sam |
| asked.
•Sf/p
1*27 / fe, save the worthless life that would soon
GHAPTER xn. — Escaping from the
eone et the train robbery, Blckwell talls
Me a prowpect hole Kata rescues him. '
■a tordes per •• accompany him. making
for the Mexican border Hemmed In,
Mlakwell compel* Kate to put on his hat
end coat and ride out of shelter, he hop-
iM the girl will be mletaken for him and
while he makes hie encape Kate
rchenthe pn*ee sfely Fendrick dls-
overs Blackwell and in an exchange of
Eots the eheepman to wounded and the
What was he going to do?
But somet} >g warned her this
would preci inte the danger. She
gone out riding one morning and nt
nightfall had not returned. As the j
girl who had sat so pluckily for three
days beside the husband she had made
a man.
From the courtroom Curly walked
out under the blue sky of Arizona a
free tnnn But he knew that the best
of his gnod fortune was that he did not
mistake to bring the girl with him. He
might have evaded Bolt’s posses, but
now every man within fifty miles was
on the lookout for him. His rage
turned against Kate because of it. Yet
even in those black outbursts he felt
that he must cling to her as his only
tiope of saving himself. He had made
another mistake in lighting a camp-
fire during the morning. Any fool
ought to have known that the smoke
would draw his hunters as the smell of i
carrion does a buzzard.
Now he made a third error. Dou-
bling back over an open stretch of hill-
side. he was seen again and forced Into
their attempt on the Flyer and of cap-
turing them afterward. In the story
of the rescue of Kate he plaved up
Flandrau’s part In the pursuit at the
expense of the other riders. For Sep-
tember was at hand and the young
man needed all the prestige he could
RAPTR XI-Kate Culllmon, while
riding the range dtsappears uspect-
lag dhe has been abducted, a searching
warty la farmed Fendrick joining II
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ruess. Some one was coming along
here in Ihe dark and fell in. Suppose
rang within to tell him she was so near
and in such fearful need of him
Twice during the morning did the
refngee attempt to slip down nto ’he
pnrehed desert that st rete hied toward
Sonora and safety. But the cordon set
about him was drawn too elose Each
time a loose-seated rider loun zing in
the saddle with a rifle in his hands
drove them haek.i The second attempt
was almost disastrous, for the convict
was seen The hum of a bullet whistled
past his ears as he and his prisoner
drew back Into the chaparral and from
thence won back to cover.
Kate, drooping with fatigue, saw
that fear rode Blackwell heavily. He
was trapped and he knew that by th*
Arizona code his life was forfeit and
would be exacted of him should he be
taken. He had not the hardihood to
game it out in silence, hut whined com-
plaints. promise* and threats. He tried
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, vict set himself at the climb His mon .n, s.d . ca .1. e.a .I
tain night. Turning her body, the girl’s naste, the swirt glances shot behind man who had owned the feed corrak
eyes fell upon her captor. He was him. the appalling diead that made his
looking at her in the way that no de nerves ragged, delayed his speed by
cent man looked at a woman. Her tm dissipating the singleness of his ener-
gy. His face and hands were torn |
a unit in favor of the defendant.
The evidence of the prosecution was
not so strong as it had been All of
his accomplices were dead and one of
the men impliented hnd given it out in
of the brush source seventy-five yards
away and calledI to him to surrender. Every look and motion or the giri-wife
He flung his rifle to place and fired rndiated love for the young scamp
twice. , . . , , who had won her And since they
‘The.man staKgered and steadied were tender henrted oid rrontiersmen
himself n shell had Jamm.....nd they dd not intend to speii her Oy.
desire no hole under heaven would he; turned to run as the other fired Eut Moreover ' ould aford to take
1 he was too late. He stumbled, tripped hanres, ' \ . you “ "" Flan- d
..... . . . , i, , , 11 drau Hong before they left the bor . •
and went down full length. । . . . "7
The man that had -bo, him waited memher of .the jury knew that he
tor him to ri... Th. conviet dld not W" oing to vote for .
move. Cautiously the wounded hunt- It "" , ejury only one ballot to
er came forward. hla eyes never lifting < । Aver ' " not guilty The
from the inert sprawling figure Even Judzedid not attempt to stop the up-
now he half expected him to spring up 1 ron‘ ° K,"' cheers that shook ’be
life and energy in every tens, musci. huilinE when the decision was -ad.
Not till he stood over him, till he saw Heknew wns not the prisoner so
the carelessly flung limbs, the uncouth they were cheering as the brave
twist to the neck, could he believe that
He’s up there." The sheepman’s baud
swept toward the bluff.
“You're wounded?"
“Got me in the shoulder. Nothing
serious, I judge."
Cullison swung around. "Sur
about that, Cass?" It was the first
time for years that he had called the
other by his first name except io
irony.
“Sure.”
“Let’s have a look at the shoulder."
After he had done whiit he could for
(4
his lips to the mouth as if he could
never get enough.
" ........... ... g.. “For God's sake get me out of here."
“Close enough to speak to her? Sam . ,
asked ' he pleaded piteously,
‘ .5 - ... .. .. ... “How long have you been there?"
"Yes. We passed the time of day. I";, . ,. ... .
"Two days. I fell in at night whilst
"And then? Luck cut back into the I wns cutting across country."
conversation with n voice like a tile. | Kate fastened her rope to the horn
"She went on toward the gulch and I of the saddle, tightened the cinch care-
and his payment of his debt*. Cass Fen-
Arick had seen the robber and is almost
oertain It was Luck Cullison I* about to
enter a homestead claim which will prac-
tically put Fendrick out of business.
CHAPTER IV.-Kate* shrowdness re-
Mals how Cullison had taken Fendrick'*
kat when he left the Roundup club, and
espicion point* strongly to a trameup on
Fendrick’* part and to hla being respon-
eiMe for Luc k‛s disappearance The sher-
iff rer elves a series of notes turning on
the "Jack of Heart* " Curly finds a ci-
gar store by that name and secures ev1-
genre that the proprietress. Mrs Wylle,
knows what happened to Luck.
CHAPTER V -In the cellar of the ci-
gar store Flandrau finds a cipher mes-
•Me left by Cullison and follows the
•cent. Luok is held prisoner by Fendrick
and Blackwell in a sheep herder’s cabin
in the mountains Fendrick want* him to
«r a relinguishment of his homestead
right* conditiona1 to hla relense.
CHAPTER VI —Uneasy over the pos-
mible result* of hl* kidnaping of the cat-
tleman. Fendrick tells Kate Cullison
egough of the story to induce her to ac-
cmpany him to her father Cullison
fearing for his daughter's safety should
mhe be left at the mercy of Blackwell,
signs the relinquishment and accompanles
Kate home
CHAPTER VII-Bucky O'Connor, of
the Texas Rangers, lifelong friend of Cul-
Upon, takes s hand In the game, he and
durly makinr a search (or the misaing
man O’Ceonnor arrests Fendrick, charg-
■ Bound," warned
SYNOPSIS.
Part 1.
CHAPTHR L— Adventurous and reck-
lass rather than criminal, and excited by
liquor Curly Flandrau and his chum.
Mac, both practically mere boys, become
Avolvod in a horse ateuling adventure
Disposing of the stolen »t< k in the town
et Baguache, Ari*., the band separate*.
Curly and his partner Haying in town
They are awakened and told a posse I*
la town ta pursuit of them They elude
their pursuers Overtaken next day. Mac
ia killed by the po Be and Curly m ule
captive, after he has shot one and him-
•elf been wounded The man shot to
Luck Cullison
CHAPTER 11.-Cullison's friend*, all
cattlemen, determine to lynch Curly as
an exampl* to cattle thieves with the
rope around hl* neck he is saved by the
interyention of Kate Cullison, Luck's
laughter
I one of my sheep camps to lay in a sup-
l ply. Wouldn't It be a good idea to
; keep a man stationed at each one of
1 I them?”
"You're talking sense." Cullison ap-
proved "Sam. ride back and get in
i touch with Curly. Tell him to do that.
And rouse the whole country over the
of a stunted pine. Cautiously they
. . , hnnee to get away from him she wel-
stole forward. ... ... . ,, . .
The camp was for the time deserted | comed it Eladly. From the lip of the
gulch she swung abruptly to the right dead except Dutch Cullison used his
Her horse stumbled and went down ' influence to get the man a light sen-
just as a bullet flew over her head. Be- l tence. for he knew that he was not a
fore she was free of the stirrups strong ; criminal at heart in return Dutch
hands pinned her shoulders to the went down the line without so much
ground She heard a glad startled as breathing Snm’s name
cry. The rough hands became imme- j Luck saw to it that Curly got all
diately gentle. Then things grew the credit of frustrating the outlaw * in
go alone For nil the rest of their
lives her flrm little steps would move
W 4,
2,
Curly Flandrau. SImultaneously •
man galloped up, flung himself from
hl* horse and took the young woman
from her lover
"Mj little girl!" he cried in a voice
that rang with love.
Luck had found hla ewe lamb that
was lost.
It was Curly who first saw the man
enough. We'll start." and bleeding.
He left Sweeney to answer the tele- "Might a known you’d hurt me if
phone while he was away. All of his you moved so fast," he complained,
other riders were already out combing nursing his wounded face In such a
tiie hills under the supervision of way ns to hide it.
M. But public sentiment v : ilmost
once and I ll drop you in your tracks, missed. But he smiled none the less.
Now git ! । “Suits me If It does you."
Siu- saw his object in a flash. Wear He gave one hand to Luck and the
ing his gray felt hut and his coat, the other to his diiugbler
Curly laughed gayly. "Everybody
satistied. I recken «
। ne knows
. have suff
swelled unt
my fingers
able to pu
because my
J had sha
baek so I
simply co
$ reaming,
divzy ever,
aroudl an
sharp pain
Blur wards
that l liv
pillows in
CHAPTER V—There Curly meets hl*
companion* of th* rustling expedition and
4eltvers Laura’s note to Sam Young
Cullison believes Stone I* his friend and
muys he will atick by him Flandrau sees
some move is being planned and becomes
convinced it is train robbery. Sam leaves
the ranch to go to Saguache. Curly ac-
obmpanies him.
CHAPTER VI. — Eavesdropping at a
meeting place. Curly hears Stone and his
Heutenant Lute Blackwell, arrange to
hold up the train at a crossing known as
Tin Cup, and after the robbery shoot
young Cullison and leave his body on the
arene Stone thus glutting hl* revenge on
the ex-sherim through his son'* death and
Aisgrace Curly is accused by Stone of
being a spy of Luck Cullison’s They are
asperated, but part with the understand-
AK that their next meeting will mean a
dght to the death. Curly makes a con-
fdant of Dek Malonev, cattleman and
they inform Luck Cullison of Stone's plot
egainst his son.
Part II.
CHAPrM 1— After an all-night ses-
•lon at the Roundup club, in whie h Culli-
son has lowt heavily there is an exchange
• sharp w- rds between Luck and a
heepman, Cass Fendrick, with whot
Cullison has a feud
CHAPTER II,-Saguache I* electrified
by the news of the holdup of express
ensengers the bandits securing $20,000.
Cullison pays his poker debts and shortly
afterward Mackenzie and Alex Flandrau,
Sts closest friends, learn he is suspected
of the express robbery, hla hat having
been found on the scene and he being
missing.
CHAPTER 11L—Kate goes to Saguache
•nt a consuitaton with Mackenzie Alex
"Somewhere into the hills. His idea
will be to slip down and cut across the
line into Sonora. He's a rotten bud
N I lot, but he won't do her any harm on
V l less he's pushed to the wall. The fear j
4 j of Luck Cullison Is In his heart."
hard pressed. The only alternative
left him was to take her to the bonier
AS h companion of his fugitive dou-
blings,
"We’ll be going now," tie announced,
after he had eaten.
"Going where? Don’t you see I’ll be
a drag to you? Take my horse and go.
You'll get along faster."
“Do you think so?”
For tiie first time it came to her that
if he did not take tier with him he
would kill her to insure his own safety.
None of tiie arguments that would
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the coin
so slight a crook of the finger had sent
awlft death across the plateau.
The wounded man felt suddenly
•Ick. Leaning against a rock, he stead-
led himself till the nausea was past.
Voices called to him from the plain ha
low. He answered and presently cir.
eled down Into the gulch which led to
the open.
At the suleh mnuth he ramne au v
little group of people. One glance
told him all he needed to know. Kate
Cuilison was crying in the arms of
■F
“He's somewhere in these hills unless
he's broken through."
"There's a chance he’ll make for
devils sparkled "A human cougar.
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“Rome one has been in that pit re-
cently, and he’s been there several
days."
“Then how did he get outr" 8am
asked.
Fendrick knelt on the edge of the
pit and showed him where a rope had
been dragged so heavily that it had
eat deeply Into the clay.
MGnmne ene nullad him ont "
"Whet’s It mean anyhow? Kate
wasn't in that hole, was sher"
Com shook bi* head. "This is my
I'll bet. This time I’ll take his hide off
inch by Inch while he's still living."
“You thinking of Fendrick?" asked
Sam.
“You’ve said it."
Sweeney considered, rasping his
stubbly chin. “I don’t reckon Cnss
would do Miss Kate h meanness. He's
a white man, say the worst of him.
But it might be Blackwell. When last
seen he was heading into the hills. If
he met her—"
A spasm of pain shot across Luck's
face. "My God!”
“By gum. there he is now. Luck."
Sweeney’s finger pointed to an ad
vancing rider.
Cullison swung hs on a pivot in time
to see some one drop into the dip in
the road. just beyond the corral. "Who
—Blackwell?"
"No. Cass.”
Fendrick reappeared presently and
turned In at the lane. Cullison,
standing on the porch at the head of
the steps looked like a man who was
passing through the inferno. But he
looked, too. h personified day of Judg-
ment untempered by mercy.
. The sheepman spoke, looking
straight at his foe. "I’ve just heard
the news. I was down at Yesler’s
ranch when you phoned asking if they
had seen anything of Miss Cullison. I
came up to ask you one question.
When was she seen last?"
to curry favor with her, to work upon
her pity, even while his furtive glances
। told her that he whs wondering wheth-
j er he would have a better chance if he
J sacrificed her life.
From gulch to arroyo, from rock-
। cover to pineclad hillside he was
I driven in his attempts to break the
c X Q
"Don't try any of your sassy ways on
me. I'm a wolf on the howl."
She fought and twisted till she wa*
worn out In her efforts to free herself.
j Ponting, she faced him.
tin paper
the time
five days
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Luck was already off his horse, quar- her mouth. "Not till you learn your
terIng over the ground to read what it boss. Before I'm through with you a
might tell him. squaw won't he half so tame rs you."
"She wasn’t alone. There was • He dragged her to the horse, took
man with her. See these tracks?” from its case the rifle that hung by
it was Fendrick who made the next the saddle, and flung her from him
discovery. He had followed a draw roughly. Then he pulled himself to
. for a short distance and climbed to a the enddle.
little mesa above. Presently he called "March ahend of me," he ordered.
As soon as they had reached the bed
of the canon he called a halt and bade
her light a fire and cook him (he quail.
She gathered ironwood and catclaw
era and dismembered bones of some He laughed evilly, without mirth.
K
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