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CHAPTER XII—Continued
—15—
“You still think the killer’s horse
was here In the 94 layout after the
killing, like old Rock seemed to
think?"
Old Man Coffee’s answer was a
grunt; it might have meant one
thing or the other. “You’re stalled,
son. You got no lead."
“Sure we’ve got a lead.”
“And where is that?”
“Just a minute ago we were talk
ing about the peculiar way Bob
Flagg kind of eased into the Red
Rock, coming in through the back
way, bumming it in a cattle crate.
From what we know Bob Flagg had
fore-knowledge that somebody was
going to make a try for him. Now,
how did Bob Flagg come by that
fore-knowledge?”
Old Man Coffee did not re
ply. Out by the corrals a hound
moaned in its chest; the dog called
old Rock awoke by Coffee’s feet,
raised its head to listen, then blew
out a long breath and went back to
sleep again.
“Coffee—I’m thinking now that
when we find out how Bob Flagg
come by that fore knowledge, we’ll
have caught our man.”
With an impatient movement Old
Man Coffee knocked out his pipe
again. “You want to know what I
think? I think, ‘Oh. hell!’ You bet
ter go on to bed.”
Obviously Old Man Coffee was
tired of arguing. Wheeler had been
trying to lead the old man out, and
It had got him nowhere. He rose
slowly and stretched. “Guess you’re
right. Seems like you might need
some sleep, too.”
“Slept all the way from Pahrana
gat, on the top of my mule. I’ll
get plenty rest sitting right here
with my pipe.” He added irascibly,
“Or I will if the everlasting talky
talk dries up.”
“Looks like it might slack off
some,” Wheeler grinned. He went
in, fumbled his way through the
dark house to his room, flung his
gun belt on the floor, and lighted
his lamp.
CHAPTER XIII
It was very late when Wheeler
lelt Old Man Coffee. Without check
ing the hour, he knew that morning
could not be far off; and he had
supposed that Marian was asleep.
She had ridden a long way. not to
count that long climb of theirs
through the dark. In her own way
she outlasted the leathery strength
of men and horses — and came
through clear-eyed and light-footed,
apparently untouched. But she
seemed so fragilely made that he al
ways underestimated the young
strength of her vitality.
So, he was thinking of her as
asleep, as he now sat down on the
edge of his bunk and rolled a ciga
rette.
His long-boned frame rested re
laxed, but he did not look tired. All
his life had been spent in the saddle,
simply for the reason that the dry
country has few roads—few places
for roads to go—and the horse is the
only means of cross country trans
portation across mountain ranges
and sand dunes and the vast gulch
cut plains. Ten thousand miles in
the saddle had hardened him until
he was made of braided leather,
and no less enduring than the runty,
unkillable range ponies. A few more
miles on the horse trails and a few
nights short of sleep could not tire
him now. His leanly-muscled face
was as awake as ever, and his
gray eyes, made to look lighter than
they were by his wind-burned and
weather-leathered skin, were as
clear as they had been when he ar
rived at the 94. He let his ciga
rette trail from a corner of his
mouth, rested his chin on one hand;
and, squinting through the thin up
ward-moving line of smoke, consid
ered his next moves.
He must travel—that was certain
What could be done here was done—
the finding of Bob Flagg and Lon
Magoon. He must trace Bob Flagg
back to his sources, back through
Flagstaff, perhaps to the sold-out
Arizona ranch itself, seeking the
truth, for he was certain that Flagg
had shown more than a premoni
tion ot his death.
And he must find time to run down
the 94 debts, seeking ways to avert
its bankruptcy, at least for a time
He was wondering how far he dared
go against Dunn's order that no
penny of Wheeler money should
ever be chanced in the 94 Dunn
would be game to split the works
wide open, if he didn’t like the way
salvation had been obtained. It was
up to Wheeler to find ways to get
around that, taking care that the
girl would never guess any obliga
tion to him. That last was what
Dunn feared most.
But though his mind was laying
out routes and plans far outside of |
the Red Rock country, he was some
how not surprised as Marian now
came and joined him here. To think
about any phase of this killing case,
or of the imminent ruin of Horse
Dunn’s cow kingdom, was to think
about her. After all, the 94 was her
brand and her future was inter
laced with its future So now as he
looked up at the sound of her light
quick step it seemed a natural,
somehow expected thipg to see her
standing there in his door.
“This is a lonely night," she said
"Nothing anywhere in this night in
tends to sleep "
“1 guess that’s so. But it’s near
morning now.”
Without high heels and with her
hair light and loose about her shoul
ders she should have looked small
er, but she did not. He thought
he had never seen her so slimly tall,
so gravely steady.
Perhaps that was partly the ef
fect of what she wore. Because he
had never seen her dressed as she
was now, he had a sudden sense of
how little he knew her, after all;
just as he did not know what she
wore when she slept, how could he
know what went on in her mind
when she was alone—or ever?
She was wear'ng pajamas, but
their black silk was cut like a Rus
sian smock, with a high collar of
soft black silk about her throat, and
close cuffs at her wrists, so that
standing against the dark she, was
all a part of the dark, except for
the bright ivory of her face and
hands and the loose shimmer of her
hair.
About this costume, which was
strange to him, there was a bar
baric dignity, as if it were not some
thing to sleep in at all, but the cere
monial dress of some forgotten
priestess. It was strange to see
this vision here, standing beside a
spare saddle that had been flung on
the floor under a tangle of bridles on
a wooden peg. Everything around
her was cow country, but she—she
was something else, something love
ly from beyond the hills—a daugh
ter of two worlds.
She came and sat beside him on
the bunk. "Did you find out any
thing more from Old Man Coffee?
I thought you’d get more out of
him if I left you alone.’’
“Not very much. Old Man Cof
fee’s been a disappointment to me
in a way. Sometimes I think he
doesn’t know anything about it.”
“I wonder.”
"Marian, what are you going to
do?”
"What is there for me to do?
One of two things—stay here or go
to Inspiration to be near Horse. Of
course, he ought to be out of there In
a few days."
"I wouldn’t count on that, Marian.
They can’t make a case against
him—not even the beginnings of a
case. They know that. But what
they want to do—and can do—is to
tie up the 94 finances by making the
case look as ugly as possible.
They’ll point out that Dunn was the
main one who would be expecting
Flagg there; and probably make
Flagg’s share of the money the mo
tive. Of course that’s ridiculous.
But for their purpose, all they need
to do is to raise the question and
then cause a delay in clearing it
up.”
Her eyes were on distance be
yond the walls — smoky eyes
drowsy, even misty on the surface,
but behind them was that continu
ing deep glow of slumbering fire
the smouldering light of a great re
serve vitality.
“I’d go east now, if I were you,'
he told her. “We’ll fight this thing
out. and save out»of it what we car
—you can count on that. But—this
isn’t a good place for you any more
There won’t be anyone here, excep
a couple of cow hands to keep ar
eye on things. And it would drive
Horse crazy to have you in tha
hornets’ nest in Inspiration.”
"But you—?”
“I’ll be gone, i have to back
track Bob Flagg a little further. I'll
have to go to Flagstaff; then maybe
down-country. God knows how long
I’ll be gone. It looks like a dim
crooked trail.”
She considered this "When ar<
you leaving?”
"Now—before daylight. I’ll send
a note to Horse. I don’t even dare
see him in Inspiration, for fear
they’ll hold me there on some
trumped-up charge.”
They were silent again. Through
the window came to them a cool
fragrantly clean breeze from the
uplands, with a fall tang in it that
promised frosts before long He sud
denly thought she might be cold
There was a clean Navajo blanket
on his bed, and he put this about
her shoulders. She smiled faintly
but did not look at him or move.
She said, “It will be queer and
lonely here, with you gone ”
"But you’ll be leaving too.”
She shook her head, her eyes far
away. “I’m through with hovering
on the outskirts of my own life.”
For a moment he wondered what
provision he could make for her
safety here. He no longer doubted
that what she determined to do she
would do, and could not be dis
suaded from. He thought of con
signing her safety to Old Man Cof
fee, or to the cowboys now search
ing the hills for her; but he was
deeply concerned.
“Sometimes I think,” Marian
said, “that the answer to every
thing is to be found right here—
here at the 94—and no place else.”
He nodded moodily. “A man
ought to be able to figure it out. if
he was smart”
"There isn’t anything more you
could follow up, here? When time
is so important—”
"There's one lone, slim possibili
ty,” he said.
"In heaven’s name, what is it?"
“There’s one thing in this case
that I can’t swallow It stands out
above everything else—one unbe
lievable thing that couldn’t possibly
happen. I’m thinking of those two
shots that have been thrown at—
you."
She was silent, and after a mo
ment or two he went on. "Some
how those shots at you ore mixed
up with these other shootings; it
would be too big a coincidence if
the shots at you and the killing of
the men were separate, yet hap
pening at the same time.”
"I can see that, all right.”
"But the shots at you eliminate
nearly every suspect we have. Take
Val Douglas He hasn’t proved very
dependable, Marian. He’s been
caught in lies as to where he was.
Even jiftt now, when he was sent to
Pahranagat to check up Bob Flagg,
it seems from what Coffee says that
he didn't even go near there. Some
times I’ve suspected Val. Even if
he didn’t kill Flagg to rob him. still
he might have killed him by mis
take, thinking it was somebody else.
But one thing is certainly plain—
Val Douglas would never fire on
you.”
"No,” Marian said, “Val could
never do that.”
“Or take Link Bender—a hard,
bitter, violent man. Once he was
boss of all this range, until Horse
Dunn took hold. Link Bender might
go to any length to put down the 94.
But he controls this kid sheriff, and
through the sheriff he’s bearing
down on the 94 through this killing;
and he’s getting away with it. His
whole way of attack is orderly and
thought out. He wouldn’t try any
such crazy thing as shooting a girl.”
"It's pretty hard to see in what
way I could stand between Link
Bender and his plans.”
"The same thing applies to Pinto
Halliday; he’s a shifty crook, but
he isn’t crazy. Sam Caldwell is an
other that it doesn’t fit in with.”
"The thing just won’t fit togeth
er, will it?"
"Marian, it’s tn my mind that I
know who killed Bob Flagg.”
“Billy! If you know that—”
“There’s one man in that Inspira
tion crowd that is too savage bitter
to wait for Link Bender’s plan to
pan out. That man is Rufe Deane.
Rufe Deane blames Horse for the
death of his son, years ago.”
“Yes,” Marian said. "I’ve thought
of him.”
"Rufe Deane tried to raise a mob
in Inspiration to see that the 94
people never got away from there.
If he had started in time, there'd
have been a lynching before mid
night. He threw down his deputy’s
badge because he thought the sher
iff was going too easy with Horse.
And when you testified for me at
the hearing—Rufe Deane was look
ing at you like a wolf waiting. Mar
ian, I believe Rufe Deane is one
man that's crazy enough and bitter
enough to try to kill you—to get
back at Horse for the death of young
Deane.”
•'Billy. If you're right—If you can
prove that—"
“That’s just the trouble. Suppose
I’m right—Rufe Deane did it. We’re
no better off than we were In the be
ginning. You see, Marian, there’s
two parts to these killing cases. One
thing is to find out who did it and
why. The other thing is to prove
it and get a conviction. I haven't
one single thing to show against
Rufe Deane; and until I can show
evidence, it won’t matter how sure
I may be in my mind.”
When he looked at her it was
past his power to imagine how Rufe
Deane or anyone else could ever
look down the sights of a gun at
Marian Dunn; she was so gently
and sw’eetly made, so precious in
his eyes. He didn’t believe in Horse
Dunn's creed of gun Justice, for he
thought that the use of violence out
side the law was a costly thing, de
feating its own purposes in the end.
But he knew that if ever he faced
Rufe Deane with anything like a
decent proof in his hands, he would
destroy the killer as he would de
stroy a sidewinder or a vinegaroon.
“I'll never be able to believe in
God's world that anyone would set
out to hurt you,” he said. "Yet—
somebody has tried What natural
1 ly comes to mind is that some
body, some enemy of Horse Dunn,
has gone out of his head. But
hard as it is to believe, there is one
other possibility we have to take
account of—that without knowing it
you’ve heard something, or seen
something, which would give away
the Short Creek killer—if you re
membered It, and recognized it for
what it was.”
She said, “I’ve thought of that.”
"Marian, if you can remember
seeing anything—a rider in the dis
tance— some horse coming home at
a strange time—one of the guns
missing from its rack here in the
house—even an empty shell that you
thought nothing of—that one thing
might give us the answer!”
“I've racked my brain over and
over; but I can’t think of any
thing, Billy.”
‘Not even a chance word, over
heard somewhere—"
She shook her head. “Billy, I
Just can’t remember anything that
would answer the purpose at all.”
She pressed her palms against her
eyes for a moment; then lifted her
head sharply, shaking out her loose
hair. “It’s no use. This isn’t the
first time I’ve tried to remember;
I've been trying hard for two days.”
“I thought it would most likely be
hopeless," he admitted. “I’ll have
to go to Flagstaff.”
“I know. I’ve seen that coming
I’m ready to stay here alone; with
out you or my uncle, I mean.”
“Marian, if I could get you to pull
out of here, until this is over—”
“This is my outfit, Billy. It
shouldn’t be my outfit; it should
be my mother’s, or Horse Dunn’s.
But nothing can make Horse see
that. And I see now that if you’re
going to run cattle on a big scale
out in this country, you sometimes
have to be willing to fight for your
range.”
He stared at her, marveling The
girl who was talking to him now
was not the girl he had known two
years ago; she was not even the
girl he had known at the beginning
of the week. It was as if some false
outer cloaking of ideas and habits,
put upon her by her mother’s sea
board world, had suddenly fallen
away, leaving her revealed as what
she was—a daughter of the dry land.
Under the pressure of the dark days
and unquiet nights since the Killing
of Bob Flagg she had come nearer
to him, becoming one of his people.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Most of the World’s Mercury Is From
Almaden, Little Town in Central Spain
Since the Fifteenth century a little
town in central Spain, Almaden, in
Arabic simply “The Mine,” has sup
plied most of the world with mer
cury, the metal which is liquid at
ordinary temperatures and which
dissolves other metals. It is needed
in obtaining gold and silver from
their ores, in scientific and manu
facturing processes and in phar
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California and Oregon, Texas and
Nevada are intermittent producers
of mercury. New Almaden, Calif.,
mines half of what is produced in
the United States, these mines hav
ing been established about seventy
five years. Southern Austria and
Italy also have some mercury ores
but the Spanish rock is far richer,
containing about 13 per cent com
pared with barley 1 per cent, says
the Milwaukee Journal.
The chief ore of mercury is mer
curic sulfide, commonly called cin
nabar and originally the source of
the red pigment called vermilion
This the women of ancient Rome
used for rouge. The Roman town.
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Almaden.
E. E. Kisch, a writer for Gegen
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it has always been the world’s
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the aid of mercury. The ‘gold mak
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Early Veterinarians
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armies, and horses composed a big
part of their armies. The first col-j
lege for veterinarians was estab
lished in France in 1761; in America
almost a century later. Then came
the machine age. and horses lost
their value. Veterinarians became !
fewer and fewer. But the recent in- !
crease of valued pet dogs and cats
saved the profession. Veterinarians
have their own medical association, j
and must study three or four years
in a recognized college to become
members. Student “vets" study all
domestic animals, but often special
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dogs.
Injection
for Hernia
By
DR. JAMES W. BARTON
© Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
_
1 BELIEVE I am safe in
saying that practically ev
ery physician has among his
patients one or more who
have a hernia or rupture re
quiring treatment who, for
various reasons, will not sub
mit to operation.
It is only natural, therefore, when
they read and hear of cases of
hernia cured by th®
injection method
which means Just ■
few visits to the sur
geon's office, that
they feel willing to
undergo this simpl®
method of getting
their rupture cured.
Much to their sur
prise and disap*
ft* m pointmcnt in con
•* suiting a surgeon
Dr. Barton they are informed
that their particular
case is not suitable for the injection
method; that only a surgical oper*
ation will correct the condition. Un*
fortunately the majority of the med
ical profession were opposed to this
“new” method at first and rightly
so as all types of hernia were being
treated with many failures. These
failures were due to not selecting
the cases suitable for this method
and to the use of some sclerosing
or "hardening” fluids which failed
to work properly.
Cases Must Be Selected.
It is fortunate just at this time
that a general survey of the result®
of the injection treatment through
out this and other countries ha»
been made by Dr. Nathan N.
Crohn, Chicago, as reported in the
Journal of the American Medical
Association. The records show that
the cures by this method were as
high as 98 per cent in 15,000 cases
in one European report.
After discussing various methods
and various sclerosing or hardening
material to form scar tissue, Dr.
Crohn concludes:
"The hernia cases for injection
must be suitably selected. The tis
sue surrounding the hernia must
be strong and elastic (not too flabby
or worn too thin by a truss).
"A large number of patients who
reject surgery and who would other
wise go untreated except perhaps for
a truss, will submit to the injection
treatment. In proper hands, in care
fully selected cases, the method is
valuable; abuse is extremely easy
and can cause general condemns^
tion.”
• • •
Posture and Overweight.
Most physicians are of the opin
ion that there are just two types
of overweight, (a) those whose over
weight comes from outside them
selves—eating more food than their
body needs or uses, and (b) those
whose glands do not manufacture
enough juice (thyroid and pituitary
gland). Then the two kinds of gland
overweight differ from one an
other in that those whose over
weight is due to lack of juice from
the thyroid gland are fat all over
the body, and those with lack of
pituitary juice have their excess fat
across shoulders, abdomen, breasts
and hips, and no excess fat on fore
arms or lower legs.
However, Drs. W. J. Kerr and
J. B. Lagen, San Francisco, in An
nals of Internal Medicine, Lancas
ter, Pa., discuss a type of over
weight that appears to be not due
to any lack of gland juice but which
arises in persons who not only eat
more than their daily requirements,
“but whose posture (position of the
body when sitting or standing) is
relaxed or careless. It is not easy
to determine whether individuals
with the relaxed habit of standing
or sitting are predisposed to the
train of events which follow, but it
is apparent that, when medical aid
is sought, these patients present the
posture of relaxation. The grad
ual accumulation of fat tissue in the
normal or usual places where fat
gets deposited (abdomen—inside
and outside—hips) gives the appear
ance of rotundity or ‘roundness’
which is called corpulence.”
Drs. Kerr and Lagen tell us that
between the ages of forty and fifty
is where these overweights can do
something for themselves by proper
exercise and diet. They can actu
ally "delay” the heavy and “old”
appearance caused by overweight
by eating less food and taking more
exercise.
If they really want to postpone
old age, want to give heart and
lungs plenty of room, allow the floor
of the chest to come down farther
and get more air into the lungs,
they must always sit and stand as
tall as possible, take regular exer
cise, and eat less food. And as
most of them would find this a ter
rible task, at first, anyway, Drs.
Kerr and Lagen made this sugges
tion: “Treatment requires tempo
rary support for the pendulous or
low hanging abdomen, and assist
ance in emptying the lungs of used
air which should leave the lungs. A
belt—an abdominal belt—gives this
support and aids the lungs in
breathing out the used air. The
weight should be ‘gradually’ re
duced to bring the normal curve*
back in the spine.’’
'Tavolite )Qecipe
of the IVqqIc^^
Dinner-in-a-Pie
1 veal kidney
| X cup pearl onions
; 4 small white turnips
! 2Va cups cooked
meat, diced
2 small carrots
1 cup tomato soup
l,i cup liquid or
Rravy
'/a cup peas
Trim and dice kidney. Prepare
onions, turnips, carrots. Cook kid
ney and vegetables 10 minutes in
boiling salted water. Drain, sav
ing Mt cup liquid to thin soup. Fill
baking dish (1 Vi quart) with meat
and vegetables. Add pepper and
salt. Add tomato soup and Mi cup
liquid. Cover with your favorite
pie crust.
m REASON
HEADACHES™
RELIEVED so fast
THE REASON BAYER
ASPIRIN WORKS SO FAST
Drop a Bayer Aspirin tablet into a
tumbler of water.
By the time it hiti the bottom of tho
glare it it disintegrating.
Thii speed of disintegration onablee
genuine BAYER Aspirin tableti to start
"taking hold" of headache and simi
lar pain a few minutes after taking.
All people who suffer occasionally
from headaches ought to know
this way to quick relief.
At the first sign of such pain,
take, two Bayer Aspirin tablets
with a half glass of water. Some
times if the pain is more severe,
another dose is necessary later,
according to directions.
If headaches keep coming back
we advise you to see your own
physician. lie will look for the
cause in order to correct it.
The price now is only 15/ for
twelve tablets or two full dozen
for 25 cents — virtually, only a
cent apiece.
ICC FOR 12
III TABLETS
w-jr-3^ jtiirilM
Virtually 1 cent a tablet
Resolve Alone
Never tell your resolution be
forehand; but when the cast is
thrown, play it as well as you can
to win the game you are at.—
Selien.
Constipated?
What a difference good
bowel habits can make!
To keep food wastes soft
and moving, many
doctors recom
mend Nujo!.
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INSIST ON GENUINE NUJOL
Coer 1937. 8t»noo Im.
WNU.^-U 44—37
Comfort •
//«* HOTEL
CLARK
in Downtown
LOS ANGELES
Convenience is another offering of
this hotel. Whether on business or
pleasure bent, the Hotel Clark
makes an ideal "base of operations.”
as well as a restful "billet” at the
end of the day’s "campaign.” Good
food, naturally. And moderate
charges, as well as for room accom
modations, give final significance
to assuring word — COMFORT.
Single from $2.50
Double from $3.50
555s Fifth and Hill
BATHS P G. B. MORRISS, Manager
