The Delta Courier (Cooper, Tex.), Vol. 58, No. 8, Ed. 1 Tuesday, February 21, 1939 Page: 3 of 4
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THE STYLE AND BEAUTY OF THE
NEW 1939 V-8 FORD
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JOHN SCARBOROUGH, lac
Cooper E. O. (Toke) HOOTEN, M*. Tex
In the chill blackness before dawn;
but ft seemed to Wheeler that the
night was no darker than his mood.
“I thought of all that,** he said. **I
thought at all that the moment It
come to me. And first off, I thought
like you. But now—I’m not so sure.
Sometimes it seems like there's
something unsound at the bottom of
any plan that calls for Just hiding
our heads.”
“Then I’ll give you your answer,’’
said Old Man Coffee abruptly. "I’ll
give you the whole thing, once and
for all, in four words. Think of the
girl.”
He took a couple of drags on his
pipe. "Forget Horse Dunn, and the
cattle, and the money, and the
range. Forget even the good fight-
ing boys, here on the 94—Tulare
and Steve Hurley and Val Douglas—
they’ll fight while they can hold up
their guns. And Gil Baker, he’ll be
Welcomes Radio Hero of Doomed Plane
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W. J. (Bill) Allison Of Bon
Franklin Advertises The Coop-
er Review
As correspondent and agent
of the Cooper Review, I wish to
thank W. J. (Bill) Allison of Ben
I1 ranklin, who has been actively
engaged in the gin business for
many years, for the nice favor
he has rendered our countv paper
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He picked her up and carried her
to her own room, and put her in
her own bed; and she smiled faintly
in her sleep as he kissed her eyes.
Then he walked out of the house,
by a different door than the one
where Coffee sat, and stood listen-
ing to the still night.
Then, while his mind was entirely
away from hatred and violence for
the first time in a week, something
in the back of his mind found the
answer, and all in a moment he
saw through the tangle that had
roped the 94. He knew suddenly not
only who had killed Flagg at Short
Creek, but why Flagg had had more
than a hunch that he was riding into
death; he knew why Marian had
been fired on; and he knew how he
could prove, inevitably and lnescap-
t'ly, who had killed Bob Flagg—
and the taut strain of range war
came back into the night, turning
him cold.
Wheeler walked around the house
to where Old Man Coflee still sat.
As far as the naked eye could ob-
serve Old Man Coffee had not
changed his position; he could sit
like a rock or an Indian hours on
end, as if this were his natural way
of living out his life. Wheeler sat
down slowly and stiffly on the step
beside the old man; he ran his
hands over his face, shook his head
like a fighter trying to clear away
the effects of a killing right cross.
Coffee did not speak and for a lit-
tle while Wheeler also sat silent,
trying to compute how much he
wished to say. "Coffee,” he said
at last, “I see it. I see it all.”
Coffee took his pipe out of his
mouth and looked at Wheeler. “All
what?”
“I know who fired on Marian.”
’’Hell, son, you had that figured
out last time I seen you, two hours
ago.” Coffee glanced at the stars
which he used as a clock. “Two
hours and fifteen minutes,” he cor-
rected himself.
“I had the wrong reason,” Wheel-
er said; “this time 1 know. And
knowing that, I know now why Bob
Flagg had forenotice that he was
near his end. And I can prove it
all.”
Old Man Coffee started to say,
"You sound like you was full of—”
but he hesitated and studied Billy
Wheeler sidelong through the thin
dark. "Answer me one thing, son,”
he said at last. “What was the thing
that showed you the killer trail?”
“It was two things, Coffee,"
Wheeler said; "not one. Two kind
of trivial-looking things, that I knew
and then forgot. But as soon as I
saw the meaning of one of them,
right away I saw the meaning of the
other. Like as if the two clues were
tied together by the neck. Coffee,
Marian doesn’t know a thing in the
world about this. But the first thing
that come to me was something I
remembered that she said. You re-
member after—”
“Stop,” said Old Man Coffee.
So sharply had the old man com-
manded him that Wheeler at first
thought Coffee was listening to some
distant sound. "What’s the mat-
ter?”
“I’ve heard enough.”
"Then,” said Billy Wheeler, "you
know the answer too?”
'’I’ve kind of suspected it these
many days. I didn’t know for sure
until today.”
“Do you think anyone else
knows?”
"Son, I’m virtually certain that
no one in the world knows but you
and me.”
"You must have come at it dif-
ferently than I did, Coffee."
“Different than you,” Coffee
agreed. “God knows how you come
at It. I don't waul to knuw. In a
m'nute now I’m going to say no
more. But nobody else in the Red
Rock could have found it out ex-
cept maybe Cayuse Cayetano—and
he’s dead."
They sat silent for a little time.
"What’s the next move?” Wheeler
presently asked.
"Until you spoke.” Coffee said,
"I knew what my next move was
going to be. My next move was go-
ing to' be out. But now that you’ve
come onto the right trail, I guess
maybe it’s kind of up to me to stand
by a little while, until I see what
you do."
Something in Old Man Coffee’s
voice bothered Wheeler. “You mean
we’re not working together, then?”
“Seems like we might not be,
son. I’m an old man; and I long
ago learned that sometimes it’s a
good idee to leave sleeping dogs
lie.”
"You mean, you'd have been will-
ing to pull out of this case and
leave it unsolved forever?”
Old Man Coffee drew half a dozen
slow puffs on his pipe before he
answered. "The first murder case
I worked on,” he said'at last, "was
a long time ago. Sometimes I think
that one first case was the misfor-
tune of my life. Because it gave
me a kind of a reputation in a
small way. so that ever since then
I’ve been called in on such, from
time to time, over and over again.
Man hunting isn’t a pretty job, Bil-
ly, nor anything a man would care
to turn his hand to more than once,
if he could get out of it. But I’ve
always worked hard and honestly on
my case where I once set my hand.
And now that I’m old I figure to
keep one right to myself—the right
to keep my mouth shut if I can’t see
where clearing up a mystery will
serve no proper end.
“Take this case, here. Do you
think that solving this crime can
possibly come under the head of
helping any living person, or pre-
serving the peace? You know bet-
ter than that. You know as well as
I do that the minute the answer is
made known the guns will crack out.
and good boys that’s got nothing to
do with either side will be throwing
lead into each other’s guts. And
there won’t be anything but blood
and gunsmoke come out of your
damn solution.”
“You think Horse Dunn will take
to the guns?”
“Of course he’ll take to the guns!
You know him well enough to know
that. The guns will be talking be-
fore ever the thing is proved.”
“The proof ought to be easy
enough."
”1 got no doubt of that. I see at
least one way of proof and maybe
you see more. But what I’m tell-
ing you is this, son—think what
you’re doing before you raise this
lid. Don’t raise it unless you think
you’d rather see what will come of
it, in place of what we already got.”
The moon was gone, and they sat
In it if he has to drag a broken leg
Into the street. But forget all them.
And think what this here head-on
smash between the 94 and all of the
rest of the range is going to mean
to the girl.”
Wheeler sat silent for a long time.
At last, needing to be alone, he got
up and walked off into the dark,
leaving Old Man Coffee with the
darkness and his pipe. He went
out and he sat on the corrals, and he
was thinking about Horse Dunn and
the cow kingdom of the 94; but most-
ly he was thinking about the girl
who had at last taken him into her
heart, now at the end. He could
never think about anything any more
except in terms of its effect upon her.
He had an hour to come to his
decision there before the first pale,
reddish light of the dawn showed at
the edge of the world; and it was
the hardest hour of his life, because
he knew that he held in his hands
the future of them all. More than
once he turned to Coffee’s easier
way. But as a gray light began to
come slowly across the 94 he
thought he knew what he must do.
He went in and rapped on Mar-
ian’s door; and when she called to
him. sleepily he went in and stood
beside her bed. "You and I are
going to Inspiration,” he told her.
CHAPTER XIV
The early sun was upon the broad
main street of Inspiration as Billy
Wheeler drove Horse Dunn's tour-
ing car into the little cow town. Old
Mor> Coffee was in the back seat,
this time without any of his dogs.
Marian, who had been dosing
against Billy’s shoulder, sat up and
looked at the vacant street with a
detached curiosity. It seemed
strange to see the street so empty
and silent, where last they had seen
it full of knotted groups of men. No
stealthy movement in doorways this
time, no eyes covertly watching
them from under ten-gallon hats—
nothing but clean horizontal sunlight
on quiet dust, as if nothing lived in
this place at all.
Marian said, "You still don’t
want to tell me what you’re going
to do?”
"It isn’t that 1 don’t want to tell
you. It’s just that it’s—it’s got td
come to you in another way.”
“This is a dramatic thing—rather
a terrible thing,” Marian said, “this
coming to the end of a killer’s
trail."
“Don’t look at it that way. 1
want you to think of this thing with
all the impartiality you can. You
know now that our western code is
a different code. Not the six-gun
code of the old days, nor the wild
kind of thing some people have .tried
to make out it is, such as never ex-
isted here or any place else. But
just a kind of a way of going about
things fhat is bred into dry country
men—the way of each man making
his own right and wrong, each man
looking only to himself for*approval
in the end. Maybe—you’re only go
!ng to learn the story of a kind of—
a kind of private execution; maybe
by a man who believed with all his
heart that he was in the right."
She looked at him wonderingly for
a minute; she had^ never heard him
talk in that was before. "Billy.
Billy, don’t you t.,*ust me to face out
anything, even yet? Don’t you think
I have any courage at all?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
KLONDIKE
• «
MRS. FRON1A McBRIDE
************
There will be a Sunday School
and B. T. U. convention of Dis-
trict 13 at Sulphur Springs on
Thursday night, Feb. 23th. All
members are urged to be present
Wednesday evening at prayer
ineeting at the Baptist Church
where it will bo decided who will
^ttend the convention.
O. P. Hooten wont to Dallas on
Sunday afternoon to be with his
daughter, Mrs. Ola Miller, who
has been ill for some time. Her
condition remains about the same.
Mrs. Ella Weaver, one of the re-
spected citizens of the colored
settlement, was called to Brown-
field Friday afternoon to be with
her son, Lewis Weaver, who was
not expected to live after taking
some lye. She will bring her son
home. He is in a very serious con-
dition and doctors hold no hope
for his recovery.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Allard of
Commerce were Sunday guests of
Mrs. Allard’s parents, Mr. and
Mrs. C. P. Hollon, and daughter,
Mw Beulah.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiaaaste Ckaaablay
and Mr. and Mrs. Otis Jackson
were shopping in Commerce on
Saturday.
Mrs. Virgie Gantt visited over
the week end in Commerce with
her mother, Mrs. Will Hale.
Mrs. Virgie Hurt, Mr. and Mrs.
Foy Hurt and little son and Mr.
end Mrs. Otho Hooten of Cooper
attended the funeral of Mrs. Min-
nie Williams of Gilmer Sunday
clay afternoon. Mrs. Williams is
the aunt of Foy Hurt. Friends
here were sorry to learn of Mi’s.
Williams’ death.
Liberty Grove Club
Plans For Exhibit
The Liberty Grove 4-H club
girls met at the school house on
Wednesday, Feb. 15.
Miss Feagin gave a demonstra-
tion on “A Place for Everything.”
Plans for making hat racks, shoe
bags, and laundry bags for bed-
rooms were made.
The club members are busy on
their chair cushions to be exhibit-
PAGH THREE
Miss Nettio Moss, who was
painfully burned last Thursday
by steam from a pressure cooker,
and who is receiving treatment at
Janes Clinic and Hospital is slow-
ly improving.
ed next rally day. The next meet-
llaskell Patterson and Lloyd j jng wjj] j,e held March 1.—Re-
Stringer left Sunday afternoon porteri
for Belton where they are em-
ployed with the Austin Road Co.
Lucian Bledsoe, who is station-
ed in El Paso, is here on a few
days visit with his parents, Mr.
md Mrs. Dewitt Bledsoe. Lucian
has been in the army for several
months and says he is well satis-
fied and will soon return to his
post of duty.
Mrs. Cy Leland of Dallas visit-
ed her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Carl
Winters, last week.
Miss Ellie Taylor of Cooper
was a guest over the week end of
Mrs. I. J. Bills.
Haskell Patterson was in Coop-
er Saturday afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. Hoyle Robnett of
kausas City, Mo., and
Mrs. Larcllo George and daugh-
ters, Misses June and Virginia
George, and Mrs. Dan Jenkins
visited Mrs. George’s sister, Mrs.
Tom Miller, in Paris Sunday.
Mrs. Iona Robnett, left Saturday
for a short trip to Austin.
Mrs. George Patterson and lit-
tle daughter, Jean, and the writer
▼isitod Mrs. Do vie Williams and
moths*', [ ehUdrea Sa«4ay affcsraosa.
our neighboring city, a full sized
front page of the Cooper Review
bearing the date of October 12,
1920, posted by Mr. Allison for
the benefit of all people passing
in front ofl this business firm.
Mr. Allison called our attention
to the fact that on the first col-
umn appeared an account of the
disastrous fire that swept most of
the business houses away during
the first part of October, 1920.
On the seventh column of this
page was a piece about Edgar L.
Routt’s funeral at Rattan, a
brother of Mr. Allison’s wife. Mr.
Routt was drowned near the
Coast of Ireland, while he was in
war service on the way to France.
Another news item that was of
special interest on this sheet was
about Editor W. D. Hart and
Mayor Walter Hazlewood both
donating $5.00 apiece to the Na-
tional Democratic campaign for
the election of the Democratic
nominees of that year. Gov. Cox
of Ohio for President and Frank-
lin D. Roosevelt for vice presi-
dent.
Former Pecan Gap Lady Operates
Cafe At Ladonia
Mrs. Thomas Stovall of Ladon-
ia, who will be remembered as
the former Miss Ottney McDan-
iel, before her marriage, was
horn and reared at Pecan Gap
and graduated from the Pecan
Gap High School several years
ago. She recently purchased the
Ray’s Cafe of Ladonia and she
will be assisted by her cousin,
Anthony Ciaciarulo. I wish to
quote the following article from
the Ladonia News of last Friday.
‘‘The cafe operated on West Main
street by Mr. and Mrs. Raymond
Hulsey for tha past year, has
been purchased by Mrs. Thomas
Stovall and will be operated in
the future by Mrs. Stovall, who
has been employed by the News
for the past three years. Her
many friends wish for her a pros-
perous future in the new under-
taking..
She is being assisted by An-
thony Cianciarulo, who has for-
merly been employed at the Blue-
bonnet Cafe in Tyler.”
Big George Washington Banquet
At Pecan Gap Wednesday Night,
Feb. 22.
The Methodist ladies will give
a big George Washington ban-
quet at the Methodist annex on
Wednesday night, Feb. 22rd. A
fine program fitting for the oc-
casion will be rendered. A cor-
dial invitation is given to the pub-
lic to attend this meeting.
Cooksey and Gist Will Open Up
New Lumber Yard Here
We are pleased to announce
that Frank Cooksey and Elbert
Gist will open up a new lumber
yard next week located between
the Gulf Filling Station and the
cotton yard on the C. A. Cock-
rell vacant lot, formerly used
as a lumber yard site by the Clem
Lumber Co.
We wish these gentlemen much
cussess in their field of activity.
Mr. and Mrs. L. P. Cregg of
Enloe spent the week end visit-
ing relatives here.
Mrs. Hugh Terrell of Brooks-
ton was here visiting relative^
Thursday evening.
Mrs. J. H. Scoggins and daugh-
ter of Ladonia were visiting in
Pecan Gap.
W. A. Moody of route 1, Win-
dom, while here Friday afternoon
subscribed for the Cooper Re-
view and Delta Courier. Mr.
Moody was 1 orn and reared in
the Lone Star vicinity.
G. O. Shettle of Commerce was
transacting business in our city
Thursday.
Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Miller were
in Paris Thursday.
C. H. Stephenson, who has been
the section foreman here
past six months, has been trans-
ferred to Wolfe City He is be-
ing succeeded by Earl Reynolds
of Garland, who is serving as a
temporary foreman
regular foreman is appointed.
Mr. and Mrs. J .H. (Bud)
Wright and son. Max Arlen, vis-
ited relatives at Bagwell, Red
River County, last week.
V. E. Shipman was transacting
business at Kerrville the first of
last week.
W. I. Reno, who has been ser-
iously ill, is improving nicely.
M. B. Whitt was a business vis-
itor in Paris Thursday.
Several of our citizens ~?.ttend-
cd the Fannin County meeting
at Bonham on last Wednesday
night. The purpose of the meet-
ing, according to reliable reports,
was to determine whether a small
road bond tax was feasible.
E. C. Langston spent the week
end at Farmersville visiting his
son, Clent Langston, and family.
H. M. Erwin and Warner Hall,
both members of the Pecan Gap
school board, spent Thursday in
Dallas on school business for the
construction of our $73,500.00
school plant that is now in the
process of building.
In our next letter we will tell
you about the big wild life meet-
ing and activities that Pecan Gap
is going to have at an early date.
We are scheduled to have a man
from Paris to come over and give
us special information and train-
ing about wild life.
GIVEN SURPRISE
BIRTHDAY DINNER
Mrs. George Brooks was given
a surprise birthday dinner at the
home of her sister, Mrs. E. O.
Wylie Thursday. The dinner was
planned without her knowledge
and she was taken by her husband
to the home of Mrs. Wylie to be
greeted by her relatives and
friends. Those present were M.
Kate Simmons of Ranger, Mr.
and Mrs. G. W. McClain, Mrs.
Wylie and daughter, Beatrice, and
Mr. and Mrs. Brooks.
Charleston 4-H Club
Meeting Wednesday
The members of the Charles-
ton 4-H club met Wednesday,
Feb. 15, in the high school audi-
torium. A song was sung and
the club prayer was led by Janell
Chambliss.
The program was “Growing
More Gracefully,” which was led
by Miss Mary Frances Salmon
and Laverne Nabors. It was
very beneficial to every member.
Each member checked one im-
portant thing they intended to
improve.
The club adjourned to meet
again Wednesday, March 1.—Re-
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