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SYNOPSIS
Billy Wheeler, wealthy young cattle
man. arrives at the 94 ranch, summoned
by his friend Horse Dunn, its elderly
and quick-tempered owner, because of
a mysterious murder. Billy is In love
with Dunn's niece Marian, whom he has
not seen for two years. She had re
jected his suit and is still aloof. Dunn's
ranch is surrounded by enemies, includ
ing Link Bender, Pinto Halliday and Sam
Caldwell, whom he has defeated in his
efforts to build a cattle kingdom. Dunn
directs his cow hands, Val Douglas.
Tulare Callahan and others to search
for the killer's horse. He explains to
Billy that the morning before he had
come upon bloodstained ground at Short
Creek and found the trail of a shod and
unshod horse. The shod horse's rider
had been killed. The body had disap
peared. Link Bender had arrived at
the scene and read the signs the way he
had. Dunn reveals that because of a
financial crisis the ranch might be in
jeopardy; his enemies may make trou
ble. since Sheriff Walt Amos is friendly
with them. He says he has asked Old
Man Coffee, the country's best trailer,
to join them Dunn and Billy meet
Amos, Link Bender, his son "the Kid,"
and Cayuse Cayetano, an Indian trailer,
at Short Creek. Bender has found the
slain man's horse, but the saddle is
missing. Almost supernaturally, cattle
attracted to the scene by the blood
stained ground, stamp out all the traces.
Dunn is angered when Amos tells him
not to leave the county. Following an
argument. Bender draws his gun but
Dunn wounds him in the arm. Back at
the ranch Old Man Coffee arrives with
a pack of hounds. Coffee goes in search
of the dead man’s saddle Dunn tells
Billy that Marian is incensed at him for
trying to settle disputes by bloodshed.
He reveals that the ranch Is really hers,
also that he recently sold his own ranch
In Arizona and that his partner, Bob
Flagg, is en route with the money. Billy
accompanies Marian on a ride to Short
Creek. "Kid” Bender, now a deputy,
rides up. They have an argument,
and by a trick Bender tries to shoot him.
Billy saves himself by plunging against
Bender’s pony and "the Kid” is injured.
Coffee returns to the ranch with the
saddle and reveals that Cayuse Cayetano
is on the trail for Sheriff Amos. The
saddle belonged to Lon Magoon. a small
time cattle thief. Billl learns he is to
be arrested for assaulting “Kid” Bender.
On the sheriff's orders, Billy and the
ranchmen drive into Inspiration. On the
way. Coffee tells him that ‘ the murder
victim was not shot by the man riding
with him. Billy is disturbed when Mari
an seems to be interested in Val Douglas.
At a hearing before Justice Shafer, the
sheriff, aided by Dunn's enemies, tries
to Incriminate Billy for attacking "Kid”
Bender.
CHAPTER VI—Continued
They were at the point of the
v whole thing, now. If the 94 had a
chance, it depended on the activity
of Wheeler, who, with his credit
and his cow finance connections,
might gain time for Horse Dunn.
Not the danger of ultimate convic
tion, but delay on a trumped-up
charge was what Wheeler feared.
Horse Dunn snarled in his throat,
and there was an instant’s silence
Nothing could have shown the force
of the man, and the resented power
he held, better than that! "Order!”
said Judge Shafer, looking startled.
“Order in the court!” His command
sounded fantastic in that quiet
room, for Dunn said nothing.
“This,” Amos went on, “is a
wealthy man, as folks around here
go. And he’s lined up with a wealthy
outfit. But it’s people like him that
raise the hell around here, always
water-hogging, always roughing the
range. We can’t hardly get through
a season any more without some
poor feller gets dry-gulched. One’s
been killed only just this week. Now
if this guy can pull a gun on an
officer, and put him out of business,
and then walk out of here, free and
easy—then we aren’t going to have
any law at all, and I can’t answer
for it. That's all I got to say.”
“You want to say anything,
Wheeler?” Shafer asked.
“Judge, if it’s got so a man can’t
even put up bail while he waits for
a trial in district court, then there’s
no justice left.”
“I’ll decide that,” Shafer said
tartly. “If it's come to a pass
where—”
“Now you look here,” Horse Dunn
boomed.
“Quiet here!” Shafer snapped. “1
can’t see but what the sheriff’s posi
tion is reasonable, and more than
reasonable. The statement sworn
to by Kid Bender and the state
ment by the defendant is two differ
ent things; but there’s a witness
backing up Kid Bender. There's
been altogether too much gun-tot
ing and general ructions on this
range. I—”
“Just a minute,” Marian Dunn
said.
Judge Shdfer halted in full ca
reer; and abruptly a new motion
less silence came over the people
packed into that room, at the sound
of the girl’s voice. "Heh?” said Sha
fer.
"I’ll testify.”
For a moment Shafer seemed not
to comprehend, and there was a
moment more of that dense heavy
quiet
Sheriff Walt Amos spoke, his voice
flat ironic, and his contempt for
the judge was in it—the contempt
of a quick-thinking man for a slow
one. “She can’t testify.”
“Why can't she?”
"Because she hasn't been called
by either side.”
“I want you people to know,”
said Judge Shafer, “that I'm run
ning this court!”
In the heavy quiet while Shafer
still hesitated, Wheeler watched the
faces of Horse Dunn’s enemies. The
young cowboys were unwillingly
friendly to the girl, swayed by an
inevitable attraction. But in the
faces of the cow bosses Wheeler
saw a strange thing. These older,
embittered men were seeing Marian
not as a girl but as a part of the 94.
He noticed the dark, hard gaze of
Link Bender, and the unforgettable
green eyes of Rufe Deane, the man
who blamed Dunn for the death of
his son.
“This court means to serve out
right and justice, not technicalities,"
Shafer decided. "And if Miss Dunn
wants to testify, I’ll call her as a
witness for the court."
There was a moment’s pause. “I
was at Short Creek," Marian said.
“Go ahead, Miss Dunn—just tell
the court what you saw, in your
own words.”
Marian Dunn still sat with her
cheek rested upon her hand; her
eyes flicked to Horse Dunn, then to
Billy Wheeler, but conveyed noth
ing. "I was only a little distance
away—I saw all of it. Kid Bender
rode up out of the bed of the creek,
running his horse so hard he had to
slide t to keep from knocking
Wheeler's horse over. They sat
there talking; Kid Bender seemed
to be threatening Wheeler. Final
ly—”
“Now why do you say 'seemed'?”
Walt Amos broke in. “Either you
heard what was said or you didn’t."
“Let her tell her story!”
"Finally,” Marian continued, “Kid
Bender motioned with his head to
ward where I was sitting and Billy
Wheeler turned, as if to see where
“You Want Me to Finish With
Cross-Questioning This Wit
ness?”
I was. While Billy Wheeler was
turned away Kid Bender jerked out
his gun. It was the most unfair, un
warranted thing you could possibly
imagine.”
“You mean to say—”
“Be still!” said Shafer.
“Wheeler saw the gun just in
time. He half dropped out of the
saddle—evidently trying to avoid
the shot; he seemed to try to get
the neck of Bender’s horse between
himself and the gun. Just then Ben
der’s gun» went off. Both horses
jumped; but Bender’s reared, and
fell over backwards.”
“Well, when did Wheeler fire?”
“He didn’t fire at all.”
“But what about this gunsmoke?”
“I didn’t see any smoke. There
was a lot of dust going up from the
ground, but that was all.”
“This is remarkable,” said Sha
fer.
“It’s an almighty funny thing,”
Amos said, “that this wasn't put
in by the defendant in the first
place!”
“You want to cross - examine,
Amos?”
“I certainly do,” said the sheriff.
“Look here, Miss Dunn! How long
have you known this man Wheel
er?”
“What’s the point to that?”
Wheeled demanded.
“Judge,” said Amos, "I claim this
woman is—”
“Watch yourself!” said Billy
Wheeler.
There was a general stir#through
all that dense press of men. "Come
to order!” said Shafer. "I—”
"I don’t mean,” Billy Wheeler be
gan, "to let this—”
“Will you come to order,” said
Shafer, “or take a contempt of
court?"
Outside there now rose a disturb
ance as a dust-crusted car came
careening down the street; it half
spun as it skidded to a stop in the
middle of the roadway in front of
Shafer’s office. Sam Caldwell,
square-set, heavy-necked ally of
Link Bender, forged his way
through the crowd and came shoul
dering up the steps. Inside and out
side the quiet broke into mumbling
disorder.
“You want me to finish with cross
questioning this witness,” the sher
iff was demanding of the judge, "or
not? If you want me to clear this
court—”
"I’ve never had to clear a court
yet,” said Shafer. *T—what’s going
on here?” ,
He sat back and stared scowling
at the disturbance which set the
whole room in motion as Sam Cald
well thrust his way through the door
and up to the table. Reaching it,
Caldwell jerked off his big hat, and
threw it on the table like an old-time
lighter throwing his hat into the
ring. His face was steaming red,
marked with dust-muddied sweat.
Caldwell looked at Judge Shafer
heavily, with the dislike that hard
riding cattlemen have for men
"whom they consider ineffectual.
"There’s a man been killed—anoth
er, by God!” he said. "Cut in two
with a shotgun at Ace Springs.”
Walt Amos said sharply, "Sam,
who’s killed?”
"Cayuse Cayetano! Dead since
yesterday.”
CHAPTER VII
As word of Cayuse Cayetano’s
murder swept through the street,
the loosely grouped crowd shifted
and seemed to seethe, gathering in
knots. The half-breed tracker had
been loved by none, respected by
none; but his trail genius was un
disputed, and it had been widely
rumored that he was very close to
important revelations. Half a dozen
men tried to follow Sam Caldwell
into the already-crowded county of
fice, forcing in through a consid
erable number of the crowd inside
who had immediately started to
make their way out.
Though it was Judge Shafer’s
boast that he had never had to clear
a court in his life, be was induced
to do so now.
“If you’ve got your court clear,
let’s have order,” said Judge Sha
fer. "I mean to get this over with.
Wheeler, is your defense finished?”
“You yourself called the only eye
witness here, and the only witness
worth a whoop,” Wheeler said.
“That ought to be defense enough
for any man.”
“You got anything more to say,
sheriff?”
“Get it over with,” snapped the
sheriff. “If you’re going to let in
testimony like that last, I can’t stop
you. And I’ve got other work to
do.”
“This is as unsatisfactory a case
as I've ever seen on this bench,”
Judge Shafer said. “Something’s
wrong—something’s very wrong. I’d
like to reserve decision and think it
over.”
“Reserve, hell! Let’s have it, one
way or the other,” Amos demanded.
“All right! All right! Have it your
own way! Case dismissed!”
Sheriff Walt Amos angrily crashed
his open hand upon the table top and
stood up. “There’s a sweet deci
sion!”
“Any other court would give you
a contempt for that,” said Shafer
waspishly. “The court stands ad
journed!”
He crammed his papers into his
brief case and stalked out, looking
angry, insulted, and anxious to get
away from there. Nobody spoke to
him or interfered with him as he
went down the steps and out of sight
in the street, moving at a hurried
amble.
Sam Caldwell came back in,
bringing with him Pinto Halliday
and Link Bender, their deputies’
badges half hidden, but evident.
“You want me?” said Link.
“Stick around here. Where’s Rufe
Deane?”
“He’ll be here in a minute.”
“There's other work to do,” said
Link Bender, “that can’t be done
here. I better be getting at it!”
“Stay here,” said Walt Amos
shortly.
Link Bender stared at him a mo
ment, then leaned against the wall,
his dark hawk face hard and tight
lipped.
“If you’re through with us we’ll
be leaving.” said Horse Dunn.
"I’m not through with you. I’ll
tell you when I'm through.”
‘‘You’ll have to let my wagon boss
go. so’s he can drive my niece back
to the ranch," Horse Dunn told him.
The sheriff looked at Dunn for a
moment, without seeming to see
him; he appeared to be listening,
or weighing other things. "All right
On condition that he immediately
gets out of town. An hour from now
I don’t want to find he’s still here.”
•TU be out of here, all right,” Val
Douglas said.
"Well, I'll see you start. You
ready, Miss Dunn?"
"Better take my roadster, Mari
an," Billy Wheeler said. He gave
her the key, and she accepted it
without meeting his eyes.
After Marian and Val left Sheriff
Walt Amos spoke.
"Dunn,” he said at once, "where
was Val Douglas yesterday?”
"He was in Nine-Mile Valley,”
Dunn said.
"And that’s not so far from Ace
Springs, is it?”
"Not so far.”
"But riding toward Santiam he’d
be going just the opposite way from
Ace Springs, wouldn't he?”
"What’s that got to do with it?”
"Toward Santiam," said the sher
iff, “was where he said he was,
when I asked him a while ago.
What’s your answer to that?”
The two men eyed each other. "If
he said he was up toward Santiam,
he was probably up toward Santi
am," Dunn said.
The sheriff grunted and half
grinned, without humor. "How
lucky. With a man dead at Ace
Springs, naturally Douglas was as
far away as he could get! Where
were you, Wheeler?”
One by one they each gave their
answers, tersely, without concili
ation, as the same question was put
to each.
“I want you boys," the sheriff said
to his deputies, “to remember what
these boys have said.”
"You figure to keep us here all
night?" Horse Dunn demanded.
"I’m going to turn you out of here
in ten minutes," Amos said.
Rufe Deane, swinging up the
wooden steps, was in time to catch
the sheriff’s answer. He now thrust
I in, his green eyes ugly under his
shaggy sorrel brows. “You’re going
to what?” he said.
“I have no intention,” the sheriff
said, "of holding these men on what
we got against ’em so far.”
Rufe Deane angered with an ob
vious, unexpected violence.
"These men’ll never leave this
town,” he said.
"I decide that here,” said the
sheriff.
Rufe Deane stared at him a mo
ment longer, green fury in his eyes.
Suddenly he tore off his deputy’s
badge and threw it on the floor.
"Maybe you do," he said. He turned
and went out into the street, the
high heels of his boots clumping
slowly, restrained; but as he dis
appeared from view they heard his
step quicken on the board walk.
Walt Amos said, "You want that
badge, Sam?”
Sam Caldwell hesitated a mo
ment ‘‘All right,” he said.
The sheriff turned on his remain
ing deputies. "If either of you want
to string with Rufe Deane, now’s
the time to say so! Because the next
job of this office is to guarantee
these men safe conduct out of
town."
"Walt,” said Link Bender, “I’m
for you and I always have been; and
there’s mighty few jobs I’d back
off from as a peace officer. But I
don't know as I can bring myself to
turn my hand to that!”
Horse Dunn spoke up, his voice
rumbling in his chest. "Who the
hell wants safe conduct?” he said
contemptuously. “When you’re tired
of jawing, we'U move on out.”
(TO HE CONTINUED)
Army Takes Pride in Great Naval Guns;
Rifles Throw Shells Twenty-Six Miles
The army uses navy guns to
guard Oahu, the island on which
lies the largest military concentra
tion under the American flag, writes
a Honolulu United Press corre
spondent.
This paradox of coast defense is
due to diplomats and the formula
tion of the Washington Treaty. The
treaty banned the addition of six
teen-inch guns to battleships, so the
surplus rifles were turned over to
the army.
Two of these guns, mounted on
carriages constructed by the army’s
Ordnance department, were proof
fired recently at Fort Barrette, 29
miles west of Honolulu, guarding
the western approach to the island.
Their performance showed strik
ingly their defense capabilities in
time of emergency. Each is capable
of hurtling a 2,100-pound projectile^
over a maximum range of 45,000
yards—nearly 26 miles. They can
be swung around and elevated to a
maximum of 55 degrees.
Hence they could drop a shell at
nearly any spot on a line described
by the perimeter of the island,
guarding it from attack from vir
tually every side.
The guns weigh 140 tons each and
are as large as any in the world.
Army experts believe they are of
infinitely more value for defense
than the lighter, mobile anti-aircraft
guns and indicate they may recom
mend construction of similar bat
teries at other points. .
A similar battery at Fort Weaver
now guards the entrance to Pearl
Harbor, the navy’s mighty Pacific
base.
These guns are capable of firing
200 rounds without being disman
tled. Thus each of them could
throw 200 tons of steel at an enemy
fleet.
Great Pyramid of Gizch
The length of each side of the
Great Pyramid at Gizeh is 746 feet.
Before the outer covering of lime
stone was removed, the length was
755Vs feet. The perpendicular height
is 450 feet; originally it was about
481 feet. The sides rise at an angle
of 51 degrees 50 minutes The ;n
covered is about 13 acres.
Farm
Topics
HOT WEATHER ADDS
TO DAIRY TROUBLE
Rations, Heat, Flys Check
an Even Milk Flow.
By John A. Arey. Extension Dairy Spe
cialist. North Carolina State
College.—WNU Service.
Faulty rations, heat and flies are
blamed for the difficulty of getting
cows to produce a full even flow of
milk through the summer. Grazing
in most permanent pastures gets
short and tough and the grass con
tains less protein than earlier in the
season.
Temporary grazing crops such as
lespedeza and sudan grass are
needed to supplement the perma
nent pasture, or the cows should be
fed silage, with the protein content
of the grain mixture being increased
to 20 per cent. #
As the grazing in the pasture de
creases the quantity of grain fed
should be increased.
Cows suffer from heat, and if pos
sible the place where they are kept
during the hot part of the day should
be provided with a shade and an
ample supply of fresh water.
Flies will irritate cows and keep
them from producing a full milk
flow. As far as possible, fly breed
ing places should be eliminated.
Stalls and manure pits should be
cleaned as often as possible, at
least once a week, and the manure
hauled to the fields. Fly traps and
sprays will also help protect the
animals from this annoyance.
Sanitation Will Prevent
or Check Turkey Disease
Sanitary measures will prevent or
check the development of the black
head disease of turkeys which is
killing many poults, according to
Dr. E. N. Stout, extension veteri
narian for Colorado State college
at Fort Collins.
Some turkey growers are being
victimized by irresponsible people
who are selling vaccines and medi
cines as cures for blackhead, Dr.
Stout is informed.
No drug or vaccine has been de
veloped that has any value in cur
ing or preventing this disease, he
declares. There are, however, he
adds, certain sanitary measures
which are valuable in preventing
or checking this disease.
Turkeys should not be raised with
chickens because chickens often are
infested with worms which may car
ry microscopic parasites that cause
blackhead after turkeys eat con
taminated food or drink polluted
water.
It is dangerous to allow turkeys
to drink ditch water because of the
danger of blackhead infection from
chickens on other farms through
which the ditch water flows.
“Climacteric” of an Apple
Did you ever hear of the "climac
teric” of an apple? It is a new Eng
lish term, likely to be used in this
country, says the Rural New-York
er. It denotes the stage of develop
ment of fruit in which all source of
food supply from the parent tree is
cut off and it no longer has the
capacity to build up and repair
itself. In this stage the fruit takes
up oxygen, gives off carbon dioxide,
gives off heat, loses cell turgor,
and fails to maintain the wear and
tear on itself. Speaking loosely this
might be called the ripening stage.
Most fruit is harvested just before
the onset of climacteric.
Age Limit on Pullets
There is 'a good deal of latitude
in the classification of fowls accord
ing to size, weight and age, there
being no exact limits which may be
called into use to designate the birds
at their different stages of growth,
according to a writer in the Rural
New-Yorker. In ordinary usage, a
pullet is a female fowl under one !
year of age, after which age the
pullet becomes a hen. As a mar
keting term for young birds, how
ever, a pullet is an immature fe
male from 8 to 20 weeks of age
from three-fourths pound to 3Vi
pounds in weight.
Pre-Salted Celery
Pre-salted celery may become a
new market feature if tests to be
made in Dare county, N. C., this
season bear out present indications.
County Agent C. W. Overman found
celery making excellent growth in
waste places near Manteo although
the plants were at times covered
by tide waters. Those who tasted
the celery said the tide water gave
the celery just enough salt to make
it highly palatable. At any rate, a
number of growers are trying plants.
Avian Paralysis in Poultry
In studies at Massachusetts State
college avian paralysis is believed
to be due to cell or filterable virus
which affects the nervous system.
It has been transmitted through the
egg, though the manner of trans
mission is not fully understood.
Birds with resistance and with sus
ceptibility to the disease have been
found. The question remains open
and much additional study is neces
sary to clear up many of the impor
tant points.
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"Mermaids" Vanishing
The “mermaids” will soon bi.
extinct. These curious sea crea
tures, resembling human beings
and which were mistaken for
them by old-time sailors, are
dugongs, a species of sea-cow,
which were exceedingly common
in the Indian and South Atlantic
oceans years ago. Now, due to
the constant commercial hunting
for their meat and oil and the
sharks ravaging their young, they
are among the rarest of all living
creatures.
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