The Archer County Times (Archer City, Tex.), Vol. 18, No. 29, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 21, 1943 Page: 3 of 12
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THE STORY SO FAR; Old BUI Cole,
having been fataUy shot by an unknown
assaUant, made two identical wiUs, leav-
ing ail his money and the King Cole
Ranch to Ann Lee and to Cole Cody,
children of his two old cronies, Busty
Lee and Buck Cody. Ranee Waldron,
who claimed relationship, appeared at
the Ranch Just prior to Old Bill’s death.
Meanwhile, Ann and Cole were on their
way to the Ranch by stage coach. Long
Peters, the stage driver, was shot
through the arm during a hold-up, so
Cole Cody took his place on the driver’s
seat where he was Joined by Ann. Final-
ly they arrived at Bald Eagle, where
Cody met Porflrlo Lopez.
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Porflrio snatched up his glass.
“We drink together, you and me,
Senor Codito! To one gr-reat gentle-
man! To one of the soldiers of the
good God Himself! To Don Senor
Early Bill Cole! To him, forever
and ever, ‘Salud y pesetas!’ To Don
Senor Early Bill Cole!”
Then Cole Cody, forgetting other
things, gripped him by the thin
“What are you talking about?” he
demanded sharply. “Early Bill
Cole? Of the King Cole Ranch? You
say he is dead?”
“Only two days ago, Don Codito.”
"But I had a letter from him,
Porflrio, only a few days ago! And
Here was news! Cole Cody stood
frowning at nothing, telling himself
that all along this had been a funny
howdy-do: First the letter from old
Early Bill, which he had been ut-
terly unable to explain; now the vio-
lent removal of the only man who
could tell him. Well, he’d go to the
hotel over night, then in the morn-
ing turn tail and leave Bald Eagle
and a lot of unanswered questions
behind him. Along with a girl he
never wanted to see again.
He lifted his glass.
“We drink together to Don Senor
Early Bill Cole!” cried little Por-
firio, and snatched off his hat. “The
two of us together.”
It was far too early for bed, so
Cody and Porflrio Lopez dawdled
over their supper in one of Bald
Eagle’s little restaurants for the bet-
ter part of an hour, and thereafter
set out to see the town. Cody was
about to call it a night and go off
to bed when he was accosted by a
lean and wiry old man with a mane
of snowy hair and a mammoth, un-
pruned white mustache, with ^ a
broad ana ‘ flatterea oTamaCK mat
and sleek high-heeled boots and a
long-tailed black coat. None other,
in fact, than Mr Arthur Henry Pope
“Mr. William Cole Cody, I be-
lieve?” he said sonorously.
“That’s my name, sir,” he said.
“And I, sir, am Arthur Henry
Pope. I know something about you;
not much, but something. I’d like a
few words with you, Mr. Cody,”
said the Judge. “In private.”
“What is it?” asked Cody.
“I have taken a room for you at
the hotel where you’ll want to
stay overnight. Will you step over
“I’m with a friend—”
“The matter is of importance.
Also of an entirely private nature—”
“Go ’long with him, Don Codito,”
said Porflrio, and began a discreet
withdrawal. “He is a man they call
the Judge here. He is all right, you
will see, because they tell me he
was a very good friend of Don Senor
Early Bill Cole.” Then Porflrio bolt-
ed, headed for the bar, again flour-
ishing his colorful bandana.
“Certainly,” agreed Cody, his cu-
riosity now riding high, and the two
went out together.
A bit earlier in the evening, the
Judge and Doc Joe having a few
moments together on their porch
after Doc Joe had tinkered with his
new patients as best he could and
got them off to their beds, the Judge
had been led to remark with a snort,
“Old Early Bill, confound his or-
nery hide, having sworn by all that
was good and holy he’d get him his
fun after he was dead, ought to be
laughing his fool head off now!"
In his turn Doc Joe had snorted.
“The fools were you and me,
Judge,” he growled. "Two softies,
a couple of mush-hearted sissies. We
ought to have stood up on our hind
legs and told him to go to the devil.”
All this was because before his
demise old Early Bill had instructed
this precious duo, laying down the
law to them and exacting their prom-
ises to carry out his bidding. If he
died before his “heirs” arrived, the
Judge and Doc Joe were to look
out for the two, and were to tell
them just as much as Early Bill
wanted told, not a single syllable
more. Doc Joe was to explain mat-
ters to the girl, the Juage was to do
likewise for young Cody. And they
were not unduly to stick their noses
into subsequent happenings. “Let
nature take its course!” old King
Cole had chuckled.
And now the Judge and Doc Joe,
having in due course learned that
both Cole Cody and Ann Lee were
on the stage, were faithfully if ir-
reverently carrying out orders.
Thus, while Doc Joe was expound-
ing to a round-eyed, breathless girl
and her quietly attentive Aunt Jeni-
fer in one room of the Bald Eagle
Hotel, the Judge was letting head
and ears of the cat out of the bag
for the astounding of William Cole
Cody in another room.
“And that’s the way of it,” con-
cluded Doc Joe, glad to be at the
end of the crazy business, and
opened a carpet-bag at his feet, took
from it an old iron box from which i,
long ago the black paint had scaled,
and set it down on Miss Ann Lee’s
"But—but—” the girl sputtered. “I
can’t understand it! This Mr. Early
Bill Cole you are talking about—
Why, I don’t know himl I never
saw him even, in my life! I never
heard of himl Of course, Doctor,
there is some mistake. It must be
some other girl—some other girl,
maybe, named Lee. Maybe even Wight, came hurrying after her.
“There may be a lot of mistakes
in this whole deal,” the old doctor
grunted, “but that’s not pne of them.
You’re the girl all right — Say,
haven’t you got the key!"
“The key! Why, of course I
have!” She jumped up, the box in
her hands, and ran to the walnut
bureau; she pulled and tugged un-
til she got the lop-sided top drawer
open and extracted her purse. “Here
is the key! He sent it to me with a
letter that made me terribly cu-
rious, saying some things, half-say-
ing some, leaving out the things I
was dying to know!"
“That would be old Early Bill for
you,” said Doc Joe tartly. “And I
reckon that’s the key all right. You
might try it.”
She got the key in one of the
locks. It fitted! It turned easily.
“It is the right key!" she ex-
claimed, and tried it in the other
lock. She withdrew the key, lpoked
l white in the distance under the
*stera sun, the old Casa of the
ntradas, the home for many a year
Rill Cole of King Cole Ranch, was
e an alabaster palace out of a
The low, massive building was
ounded by a wall akin in con-
uction to itself, a wall of adobe,
. ,lte;washed, topped with warm
3F*d tiles. Ann Lee, leading the way,
her carpet-bag containing the pre-
cious iron box caught tight under
her arm, threw open a gate and hur-
ried along one of the paths radiating
from the old home. And Aunt Jeni-
fer, her cheeks almost as pink as
her niece’s, her eyes almost as
The place seemed deserted. The
two women came to the patio and
Stood very still; it was as though
they found in the silence a gentle
command for like silence on their
Aunt Jenifer reached for the bell
cord and gave it an emphatic yank
lj setting the bell echoing through the
j| house. A man’s voice—they were
sure they had brought him rudely
out of sound sleep—called out,
“Hello, who’s there?” And then,
without awaiting an answer, "Wait
a snake: I’ll be right out.”
They had to wait more than a
At long last they heard a heavy
bar let down, and the door opened
slowly only a dozen inches or so.
A tall young man looked out at
"Good morning, ladies! This is a
surprise! You’re twice as welcome
as the birds in spring. Come in,
They entered just a trifle hesitant-
ly, the house was so dark and, at
the moment, somehow sinister and
forbidding. But that was only be-
cause all the shades had been drawn
down and it was dark in here after
the sunshine outside. He said pleas-
antly, "Just a second and we’ll have
some light in,” and went to one
window after another flipping up the
shades. The sunlight streamed in
cjously; of a sudden, with the dark
to flight, it became a genial
And now they could see Ranee
’’I am Ann Lee and this is my
it, Miss Jenifer Edwards. We
4 an invitation from—from Mr.
filliam Cole to visit him here. We
ifeof to Bald Eagle only last night
anc* f&£. too smiled
By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D. D.
Of The Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.
(Released by Western Newspaper Union.)
Lesson for January 24
Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se-
lected and copyrighted by International
Council of Religious Education; used by
JESUS THE GREAT PHYSICIAN
LESSON TEXT-John 5:217.
GOLDEN TEXT — WUt thou be made
“DEAR Mrs. Spears: Recently
I sent for your stamping,
pattern of Mexican figures and
used them for two sets of tea tow-
els and pot holders and a pair of
curtains for my grand-daughter.
Her husband made racks of them
that also helped to give the kitch-
en a gay air.
A triangle shelf to fit in a comer
near the sink was put up. It had
“You take mighty good care of thatj
box, Miss Ann,” he said hurriedly.
at it, stooped over the box again,'
tossing her head impatiently to
throw the hair back from falling
over her eyes. "Something’s the
matter with the crazy thing,” she
said, baffled. “Will you try it, Doc-
He shook his head. “No use, Mise
Ann. One thing I didn’t tell you.!
Your key fits only one of the two
locks. There’s another key. & It—ajj
ahem!—it’s being kept by someone*
else. A man that old Early Bill
trusted it to. You can’t open yourljj
box until he shows up.”
“Why, isn’t that funny! Who is this;
man? Is he here in Bald Eagle?
When will he give me the other
Doc Joe was already edging to-
ward the door.
“You take mighty good care of
that box, Miss Ann,” he said hur-
riedly. “Just you remember that!
it’s worth a power of money! The
whole King Cole Ranch is in there—j
and a heap of gold and greenback
besides! Just you take mighty gi
care of it, Miss Ann- And now, gi
night to you, Miss. And to you also,
Miss Jenifer,” he said, and duck
out and fled.
And in that other room under
same roof the Judge had finis
imparting to young Cody all
facts in the case which ha had
authorized to make fairly clear. 1
dy had heard him out in silence,
eyes dark between narrowed lids, hi:
face stilled to expressiortlessnes
And when the Judge, too, grew
lent Cody still sat' on a moment
“Thanks, Judge,” he said,
guess that’s all you’ve got to
me? Wouldn’t do much good to st
The Judge rather liked him foil
He 6hook Ids head, ready to go.
“Come to me later, if you wan
to,” he said. “I’m hoping that thir“
will work out all right for
Maybe they will. That’s what
infernal old devil wanted.”
Upon its gentle knoll, its wh
washed adobe walls a snowy, glea
"I. am taking care of things right
now,” he said. “P was- lucky to
get here just before my uncle died.”
“Your uncle?” spoke up Aunt Jen-
ifer. “Old Bill Cole was your un-
Ranee made a little deprecatory
‘Tve always called him that,” ha
said easily. "Not an uncle exactly,
but related. I am, I believe, his
next of kin; his only kinsman, in
fact. 1 am Ranee Waldron; my
mother and the old man were cous-
ins. It’s because of that,” and he
lifted his broad shoulders in the
hint of a shrug, “that I am staying
on here. Unless there is a will,
and I don’t believe he ever made a
will, I suppose I am the next owner
At the mention of a will, Ann’s
lips were parted to speak up, but
by the time he had added a final
clause she had become conscious of
Aunt Jenifer’s eyes stabbing wam-
ingly at her.
Aunt Jenifer said, "It’s a mighty
niee place out here. He wanted us
to visit him for a while. We’ve
come a long way, too, over a hun-
dred miles. We got to town last
night on the stage.”
What she was driving at was ob-
vious enough, and there didn’t seem
very much he could do about it. Hod
it just been the older woman alone,
Ranee Waldron might have been the
man for putting her out bodily; his
eyes, however, quitted her face
while she was still speaking and
drifted, openly admiring, to Ann’s.
He said with a semblance of hearti-
“Well, the thing that counts is
that you’re here now! And I am
glad that I happened to be on hand
to welcome you in my uncle’s place.
And I’ll bet you haven’t even had
btfeakfast yet. I know I haven’t.”
“Will you show me the way to
the kitchen?” asked Aunt Jenifer.
“I’ll be glad to get breakfast for
“Say, that’s great!” said Ranee.
He showed them the kitchen, a
room big enough for a barn, with
an enormous cook stove which Early
Bill had had installed here many a
year ago and which had had scant
use for a dozen years, and there
were ample provisions.
“Now,” said Aunt Jenifer, sleeves
rolled back on a pair of pretty.
White arms and a clean sugar sack
pinned about her waist, “you can
skedaddle and I’ll call you when
“Fair enough,” said Ranee. "I’ll
go clean up a speck; haven’t even
washed my face or combed my hair
yeti" And he hurried away; they
heard his boots echoing through the
big rooms with their bare floors and
few scatter rugs; they heard a
door close, then, from some farther
room, another door.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Hope of the hopeless, help of the
helpless—who would that be, but
Jesus? Coming to Jerusalem for the
feast He did not seek out the homes
of the mighty, the places of learn-
ing and culture;, but betook Himself
to the Pool of Bethesda, where there
“lay a multitude of them that were
sick, blind, halt, withered.” Why did
He go to such a place? Because He
always had compassion upon those
In this multitude He saw at once
the neediest man of all—one without
friends or loved ones to care for
him, despondent and disheartened.
What happened that day may well
encourage the heart of every sad,
lonely, and discouraged one.
We see three things here.
I. Popeless Infirmity (vv. 1-7).
How weak and helpless is humani-
ty. Oh, yes, we seem to be strong,
capable, fearless, but only until we
meet some great elemental prob-
lem. Then we see that we are in-
deed a great multitude of impotent
folk. The gently falling snow
stopped the undefeated Napoleon.
The silent fog can paralyze a na-
tion. Sickness, death—who can stay
their hand? We need the steady and
powerful grip of God upon our lives
if we are to go through such ex-
periences. Not only was this man
ill and weak, but his long years of
suffering had made him so accus-
tomed to weakness that he had
reached a state of despair.
Such an attitude invites fief eat. It
may be the only recourse of the
man of the world, but with Jesus
standing by to help, there is good
reason for assurance of faith in the
In the face of his need—yes, even
in the light of Jesus’ provision for
that need—the leaders of the Jews
could only criticize.
II. Heartless Religion (w. 10-13,
Jesus had done for the man what
the Jews had not been able to do; in
fact, one wonders whether they had
an ordinary bathroom towel rod
screwed to the bottom, and paint-
ed, cut-out scallops nailed to the
front. For the pot holders, he
scalloped both edges of a 4 by %-
inch board; painted it; screwed a
brass cup hook in the center of ev-
ery other scallop and then nailed
it up over the stove. G. B. S.”
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this poor sufferer. But now that he
was able to walk, they were greatly
concerned about the violation of
their Sabbath day restriction against
Instead of shouting for joy that
this man was able to carry not only
himself but his bed, they became
zealous about maintaining the let-
ter of their law.
Are there not those in our day
who would be greatly disturbed if
the deathlike quiet and dignity of
their church services were to be
broken by the cry of a new born
babe in Christ? Would a revival be
welcomed in the great churches of
America which have lost the savor
of Christ and the power of the gos-
pel? We think not.
The man who had been nealed an-
swered well (v. 11). He did not
know who Jesus was, but he knew
that if He had authority to heal, He
also had the right to tell him to
carry his bed. When we meet Jesus
we will be healed of our infirmities
and, like this man, be delivered
from the fear of cold ecclesiasti-
But let us turn to the heart of
our lesson, which is the act of Jesus
in giving him
III. Healing of Body and Soul (w.
8, 9, 14).
The body of this man was miracu-
lously healed. There was no par-
tial improvement, no long drawn
out convalescence and regai:
strength. In fact, he was tol
something which called for
vigor of a healthy body, to show
that he was healed.
Even so when we are healed from
sin it is not to a half-dead existence,
but to the full vigor of spiritual life.
We are to arise ahd walk in the
power and grace which Christ has
brought into our lives.
Note that the miracle performed
here was for the glory of God. The
miracles of God are not mere mar-
vels or wonders. They are not for
the advancement of the cause of any
man or for personal glory. They
are the mighty signs of an omnipo-
tent God wrought for the good of
men, for their spiritual enlighten-
ment, and as a testimony to the
one true God.
So in this case Jesus found the
man in the temple to admonish him
to continue steadfast in the spiritual
liberty which had come to him “lest
a worse thing befall” him.
Evidently this man’s infirmity had
been caused by sin, and even though
he had suffered those 38 long years
the tendency toward sin was still
alive in his heart. Sin dies hard
How often have we not seen those
who have cried to God out of their
affliction, promising all sorts of spir-
itual changes if God will deliver
them. When He does, they go right
back to their old ways. The one
who does that may well be looking
for the "worse thing” —1,1
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