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Pw mm ttrwve him by eloping with
[(decides to w sherin.g ton, and
l11 .U?h, town of Tall Holt to meet
ke> to th® v .. ganger's store, a
f ^'''."nger enters, sizes up the
Itnosed tr«g druT1ken cowboy.
,Uon. and wne . atarts ghoot-
Pen£ ; Ruth, while Lou. Howard
protects Kum, cowardice.
J «nd ^nd.
c#ULf(0r her father at the gam-
I hi . Mitranger for nei . There the
I PIai.Bg housecaaning hff Jeff Gray
ngci. —- Ijnrris a. killer, Curly uu i —v.-. ok,4J
lts Kansas Mile' Hign. Sid Hyrtr ed"the wounded eattleroan.
["".KT rusUers. and Sherm Howard.
1 &ck enterS. with his foeman.
Rrcnd and tells Sherm Howardof
" L «hnot rustlers at sight. Jeff
%rhto0tHru?he;Snd coldly re
« her of her father s safety. At
?? Ruth introduces Jeff to her fa-
* Brand and Irt Sanger s store
ipe,ks cordially to Curly Con-
ing to its hind legs. A moment
later the rider, went racing down
the street, lying low on the saddle.
~ Bullets whizzed past him. He did
not stop. Horie and man vanished
into the night
CHAPTER III
In an incredibly, short time after
the firing had ceased a crowd of
milling me^^surrounded the^Ghis-
wicks.
All the color had washed out of
Ruth's face. Her arm still support-
CHAPTER II—Continued
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_rly ipoke in a friendly way to
■ father and then to her. Morgan
scowled. He had been talk-
,, they entered, but his words
I apparently dried up. After pay-
or the sack of tobacco Sanger
ed him, he walked past Ruth
of the store. It seemed to her
re was an Insolent defiance in
slight swagger with which he
bved. m
j his way out Curly stopped for
jother 'word with Ruth-. He con-
leredW the prettiest girl within
lay's ride, and he was quite will-
to make the most of their rath-
fslight acquaintance.
Chiswick passed them with
<ie bundles in his hands,
n'o putting these in the saddle-
i," the cattleman said gruffly.
I'Yes, Father, I'll be right out,"
bth answered. She knew he was
noyed at her for (ailing into talk
Curly Connor, a„ wild young r
reputed to be hand in glove
the rustlers.
("We're starting," Chiswick
wtfd over"his-sHo«l<ieFi r- —
cattleman walked across the
id to the hitch-rack and began
ng packages in the saddlebags
| his mount. Through the deepen-
dusk he saw Daiy Brand eom-
1 down the street Ieadlfig Ruth's
stnut mare. Morgan Norris
ned against a doorpost at the
ktrance to the Golden Nugget
IThe foreman fastened the "chest-
Jit with a slip-knot. "Got to_ get
Je some eatin' tobacco," he said,
bowlegged across the road to
store.
[As Brand passed the two young
he gave Ruth a curious
Down at the corral where
had left her horse, he had'
a bit of news.
"AD set to go?" Ryth asked him.
J "Soon as I get my shewing."
I Curly was ipeaking to the girl in
voice. She shook her head,
sis, ,
"No, Mr. Connor. I'm sure I am
ered. But you know Father
"Someone get a doctor," she
begged.
"No doc in town." lyiile. High an-
swered. "I'll ride to Toujgh Nut for
one if you like, Miss." ~
Lee drew a hand across the back
of hisiaegkjind Iboked at the stain.
"Creased me," he said. "Must have
knocked me dizzy with the shock.
No more than skin deep."
From the outskirt of the press
Morgan .Norris asked a -question.
"Who did it?"
"That sorreltop stranger," an-
swered Curly. "Open out a way.
boys, and let Mr. Chiswick through.
Better get him into the Golden _Nug- [reached the L C ranch,
get." <
"I'll go into Sanger's," Chiswick
said. "No use making a fuss. I'm
not hurt."
The broad shoulders of Dan Brand
opened a path.
"Are you sure it's . . . not se-
Splllr
you're perfectly, safe from that kill-
er, I would say." * ' V .
You can't ride beside me, young
fellow,-" Chiswick told him. "But I'll
take your proposition up and ask
you to go along with my daughter
till we get out of this town. You
and Dah Will flank her. I'll ride in
front alone. If-thefe is another mur-
derer jvants to get me, here is his
jchafice." . - —
At the edge of the village, Chis-
wick pulled up, thanked Curly, and
sent the young man back. A quar-
ter of a mile farther on he took a
hill trail. I
"It's five miles farther home this
way. Father," Ruth said. "And a
rough trail for night travel. With
your wound—"
'T keep telling jrou I haven't any
wound," he exclaimed. "We're go-
ing this way because it's safer.
They'll think we will travel by the
main road. If a trap has been laid,
we'll miss it."
"Something In that,"' Brand
agreed. "I don't reckon anybody is
laying for us, but no need to take a
chance."
A crowing cock was proclaiming
the advent of dawn when they
The pain from the grip on her
flesh was Intense.
n't like, some of your friends. I
n't think he would make you' wel-
ne at the L C if you rode out
ere."
riouSi Father?" Ruth asked, as soon
as they had reached the store.
"Sure," Lee replied curfly, "Just
a scratch. -Get me water, a clean
towel, and some linen to tie up my
neck. Yell," he ordered.
Sherman Howard came into the
store as Ruth was tying. a__hand~
dropped lnkJnda kefghfef"SfguridJh"er father's neck to
chance?"
RutjjJaughed. "Young men who
1 in by chance don't fool him
more."
"Hiey followed Brand o.ut of the
NigHt was sweeping down
er the valley. The firsts evening
i were pricking out. Above the
of a saloon farther down> the
a-laptetn had been lit.
.lif*0 in and out of gam-
Ttf-houses. Morgan Norris was
longer in sight. He had dis-
k1*0 Golden NUgget
I«! • #nd w« friend Sid moved
trailing spurs to their cow-
ei.
l. j t Invited them to come
and have another drink.
in bS* we re Wttln« the trail,"
p High called back.
^ «lley beside the Golden
K.JI fl.a,lh 'P"1 darkness.
■ P st of a gun Sounded—twice.
"vCJUwick caught at the pom-
assin^* Mddle' to* same tima
Iran 5Si! 'evo,ver tr to sight Ruth
CfflE ,Upped *n arm
lkl1" ^' 'houted with
ITttto
faint ST / ^ of barrel
~ WIMG!,"!'' d"nei Th*
.to ter father, her body
and the runner.
Ily. "you ^.^arel " ,he "led wild-
I Or murderer!"
Us to bMke«d S>rUptly' and thru t
'Cd^i u,10 ^ hol'^r.
t "Umnii ,!/t: • " he began.
cried ^?U !ttle f001'" chis-
«nnj";," •truggiiRg to free -hie
more
and t
*cUon
i-aiuaaMrs i*un* ro*red.
%nE2S- Connor had
Dan
. — oom#
j ©an. "" the crook-nosed
tow ^d -* *rag run<
UB tha b-.n.Cr0UChed' tnd
, reins of hii
^ /v^out touching th*
^ u,. ..*ddic
Wrtad at a touch, sia.
hold the bandage in place-.
He said suavely: "I wouldn't have
had this happen for a thousand dol-
lars, Lee. I've got men out on the
trail after this skunk, and if they
catchhim we'Ulure string him to a
Cottonwood."
"Why, the scalawag'ate supper
with us not 15 minutes ago." Brand
burst out indignantly. "Soon as I
see him I knew he was a bad
hombre, but I didn't figure on him
pulling any such a thing as that"
„ "Hadn't 'been for Miss Chiswick
the fellow would have finished the
Job," Curly cried with enthusiasm.
"I never saw anything like the way
she stood between him and her fa-
ther. He couldn't get In another
shot."
"You and Dan drove him off, Mr-
Connor," Ruth said blushing.
"I certainly owe you thanks for
y our'•help," Chiswick said to Curly.
"His bullet had knocked mf slll^
and I couldn't do much for myself.'
"Yore gun came out mighty swift,
sir. I noticed that Maybe If you
hadn't been dazed you might have
done better than Dan and me. We
both missed clean, I reckon."
"Didn't have time to get set"
apologized Brand. "He was moving
mighty fast"
"And itill i«," Curly added with a
grin.
"We'll hit the trail,'1 Chiswick told
the foreman., "Might bring the
horses across to the door."
"Do you think you're able to trav-
el?" hir daughter asked, with *
worried frown. •
"Why not wait till morning, Lee?
*^-.-.L'YQu'lLhejnor^m-
Ruth poured her father another
cup of coffee. He took it absent-
mindedly. his eyes on a paper in
his hand.
"Reckon 1 better put the date in,"
he said aloud, to himself.
The paper was a bill of sale. It
read: * ,
"This is to certify I have this day
sold to Barclay Broderick one hun-
dred and eighty (180) yearling heif-
ers branded L C, Lazy D, and J-M,
and I guarantee peaceable posses-
sion of same. {^ee Chiswick."
Fwafefiea linn, wult-
ing for a favorabl
the second morning after3 their re"
turn to the ranch, °and she had
made up her mind to confess now.
She was-nervous, for she was npt at
all sure what he might do. This was—
going to be a blow for him. Why
had she been such a fool?
"Something to tell you, Father,"
sl^e said.
With a pencil he wrote the date
on the bill of sale. "That ought to
be about the thirig.""He IbokeSS tip.
"Yes?"
Small gleaming teeth, strong and
even, bit into her "uppi
we go into your office?" she asked.
" He finished the coffee. Ruth fol-
lowed him. In the movement of
her fluent body was a fine animal
vigor. She shut the door of the lit-
tle room after they had entered.
Ruth""5wallowed a Uxiiip in hei
throat and plunged. "When I went
to Tail Holt I didn't know you had
gone there, Father," she began.
"Didn't?" Chiswick's eyes came
to attention. —Then why did you
-gff"
ened and forgot all about me. He
Jumped over the . counter and Hid;
Afterward I told him I was through
—that I never wanted to see him
again."
"You didn't marry him?" the cat-
tleman said thickly.
"No- I wasn't crazy any longer."
He seized her by the shoulders,
his strong fingers biting into the
flesh savagely. "Girl, what more
have you to tell me?" he demanded.
The color poured into her cheeks,
but the eyes of the girl did not
yield an iota to the fierce inquiry in
Ws.—"Nothing.' Nothing xit all."
"You weren't—"
He didn't finish his question, nor
was that necessary.
"Never!" she cried.
The pain from the grip on hef
flesh was intense, but she did not
wince.
He drew a long breath and flung
her from him.
"My own daughter throwsr down
on me and Joins the pack of wolves
tearing me down," h® said Bitterly.
Ruth understood exactly how he
felt. She had always shared his
resentment at Shermah Howard's
active hostility, but she had never
ther's implacable hatred of the man.
There was, she guessed, something
hidden in the buried past to account
for it.
"I'm sorry. Father. Of course it
doesn't do any good to say that, but
—I'd give anything if I hadn't done
it."
"You threw him overboard—quit
of your own accord? He didn't jilt
you?" Lee asked harshly.
• "No. He begged me to go on with
it—said folks would give him the
laugh. I'm the one to blame all the
way through. I'm a flirt—and fickle.
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"I was running away to get mar-
ried."
. He stared at her. "Who with?"
"With Lou Howard." Her eyes
clung to his steiidily^She held hfrr- ^Puy s'^e'
defiant even in her hu-
Tujad up.
mility.
He was too surprised and shocked
to say anything at first.
"It wasn't his fault as much as It
was mine," she went on. "I was a
crazy fool. You told me to have
nothing to do with, him—never to
I liked him, and I resented having
you dictate to me. We met secret-
ly. I thought I was in love with
him and slipped away to Tail Holt.
We were going to be married
there."
"One of those cursed Howards!"
Lee was still too shaken to explode.
—"On the way I found out I didn't
care for him so much," Ruth Con:
tinued. "But I was ashamed to
turn back then. When that drunken
man who was killed later came Into
Sanger's he—Lou Howard, I mean—
didn't behave well. He was fright-
t me. I suoj^se" it's
too late to' whTp"H6^jit of me\'
Ruth did herself less than justice.
She had been willful, and she had
flirted in an innocent way. but she
was far from fickle. , A few-
had plunged fathoms deep in love
with her, but it had t;een good for
their education. Ruth was as clean
as the windswept hills, and there
was in her a deep loyalty.
Hopelessly he threw out a hand.
"My own fault, I reckon. I spoiled
you—let you run hwild—gave you
your own way. If I'd used a quirt
-yflti_ii.mig.hi have been better."
Ruth knew why he had been so
indulgent. She reminded him of the
young wife he had lost two or three
years after her birth.
"I took advantage of your good-
ness to ^ne," Ruth agreed.
"Your—brothers, are boys I'm
proud of—fine steady young fellows
who will do to ride the river with.
I know they will be with me long as
they can stand and fight. And I
thought I could depend on you too,
even if you are wild colt.—Ldidn't
out on me to join
my worst enemy."
"I didn't do that, Father," she
denied. "I would always be on
is you're a lump of con-
ceit. You figilre-wrong makes right
if you say so. Girl, ySU*Te-
up trouble for yourself unless you
change your ways, and trouble for
anyone fond of you. You'd ought to
go down on your knees and thank
God. you didn't marry this scoun-
drel. You would have paid for it
all yuui'life-"
Ruth knew this was true, and ad-
mitted it.
"I'm ashamed of myself," she
said with unwonted gentleness. '
Chiswick looked at her, started to
speak, then turned on his heel
abruptly and strode out of the room.
Ruth knew why he left. Her atti-
tude lapped at his resentment and
Veakened it. He did not want to
forgive her yet, not while the pas-
sionate abhorrtnee of what she had
done was still hot in him.
-JTO BE CON TINUED)
Sardines Characterized as Hobos of—
the Sea; They Travel Long Distances
fortabl'e at Ma Preinall's. Better
play aafe." ..
"You think tome yellow coyote
will take t crack at me?", the L C
owner asked bluntly, his hard gaze
on Howard.
"No. I think you may be hurt
worse than you figure. If you're set
on ..going. Curly will ride with you
till you art clear of town. I reckon.
"Sure I will," auratad Curly.
Thougtf
touch, ria>pMlghty glad 1*> do that
After 18 years of intensive study,
the sardine has beien characterized
by the California State Fisheries
laboratory as being a veritable hobo
of the sea/""Writes si San Francisco
United Press correspondent
Its wanderings, in fact are so
great that the fish threatens to
TnvolvS 'International complications
,#lth Japan, Mexico and possibly
other, countries. j
The system which the state lab-
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records of where ' they eventually
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Mexican and Russian coasts were
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According to the first-report pre-
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The hobo Instinct then develops
arurey
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Up with a sequel "
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Curry, W. M. The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 30, No. 10, Ed. 1 Friday, March 11, 1938, newspaper, March 11, 1938; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth243055/m1/3/: accessed July 9, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Crosby County Public Library.