Built on Air Lots
The Merchandise Mart is built
over tracks of the Chicago &
C North Western railway. The rail
V road retains,ownership of the area
on which its tracks operate. It
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occupied by the entire building,
and numerous miniature ground
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The air was actually subdivided
into lots and the diagram of the
aerial real estate filed in the office
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There is a philosophy that ex
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But It Can’t
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BNL lllfij tl O MM e^r
CHAPTER XIII—Continued
—16—
"Seems to me,” he said, "that's
■ whole lot different from what you
were saying just a little while ago."
"I wasn't able to believe my own
eyes, I guess. I wasn’t able to get
over the 'settled-up' idea that east
ern people have. Nobody but west
erners will ever be able to under
stand our dry land. They’ll never
believe that a country can be over
settled—and yet have nothing in it
but coyotes and jackrabbits and half
s dozen poor cowo to the mile.”
He noticed that she called it "our
dry land.” now.
"And so—?”
“I’m going to stay with my brand,
until there isn’t one bit of the 94
left. After all. I’m my father's
daughter. The country is part of
me, bred in.”
"I know how you feel," he said
slowly. “But—it isn’t as if you could
really do anything here, now.”
“I’ll be able to keep you informed
of what's happening here, at least.
I hardly think Val Douglas would
take much interest in that, left to
himself. But it isn't that. It’s sim
ply—I can’t always run away from
everything. I’ve run away from too
many things, and sometimes after
ward I’ve been sorry.”
He could understand that, but it
surprised him to find her looking
at things in that way. He had to
respect her for it, but it didn’t make
the set-up any easier for him. “I
suppose there isn’t anything I can
do," he admitted regretfully.
“You’ve already shown me that
when you set out to do a thing,
you'll do it in spite of all hell and
the drouth."
“Wouldn’t you rather have me
that way?”
“I don’t know as I could ever
bring myself to want you any dif
ferent than you are."
He made a cigarette, and lit it,
and gloomily studied its smoke. He
was thinking that it was pretty near
too much to ask cf a man to go
off on a long trail, the way things
were here, and leave this child—
Suddenly he realized that this girl
was not any longer a child. He
had not known that he had always
before seen her as a child, until
now he saw her as something else.
Her face had a color that was like a
child's color, clear and lovely, but
its contours no longer suggested a
little girl. It was a quiet face,
thoughtful and awake, and somehow
competent looking; and her eyes,
looking into that distance beyond
the walls, were looking into the fu
ture—understandingly, even som
berly, but unafraid.
He wondered why he had not real
ized before how changed she was.
Every movement she made, every
pose she took, was different from
what he had seen in the girl he
had made love to two years before.
Two years ago Marian Dunn would
not have been able to lounge re
laxed upon his bunk in pajamas
and an Indian blanket, thinking
about the factors of range war, and
the business affairs of men; she
would have been nervously con
scious then of the fact that the man
she was with loved her—would have
worried about what he would do or
say.
This girl did not worry, but stead
ily faced the situation in which they
found themselves.
He looked away from her, un
able any longer to think of murder
clues or cow mortgages while she
was in his eyes. He fixed his gaze
iipon his thrown-down gunbelt and
tried to think of what he must do.
Bitterly he was blaming himself
that he could not see through this
killing case; for he had a persistent
hunch that everything necessary
for solution was in his hands.
He blamed only himself that he
must now take a long trail to dis
cover what might be obvious, here
and now, to a more brilliant de
duction.
He tried to set his mind to the
factors he had discussed with Cof
fee, in one more supreme effort to
short-cut the case, but his mind
would not work for him. Even with
his eyes upon a saddle or a gun he
could still see nothing but the girl—
every glint of light in the loose
bush of her hair, the slim cordings
of a wrist, the resting look of a
hand that lay palm up upon the
blanket.
It was impossible for him not to
wonder if things between them
might not have been different had
he never known her two years be
fore at all, but could have started
over again now, to win her in a
new way. Then it occurred to him
that it was a waste of time to be
looking at a gun or a saddle blan
ket. trying to think, when he might
be looking at her. Perhaps it would
be a long time before he would see
her again; perhaps he would never
see her again at all.
So now he let murder and cows
and money slide into the lost shad
ows, and he turned to her; and as
he did so he found that her eyes
were on his face. They looked at
each other steadily, while the mo
ments passed.
If he had held her eyes so long two
years ago she would have flushed
and looked away, but she did not
look away now. Her eyes looked
lazy, but not sleepy; they were as
darkly blue as a night sky, but he
found them unreadable at first
Then after a moment or two he
recognized that she was not think
ing about murder clues.
All at once he knew that there was
no barrier between them any more
at all, and had not been any for a
long time, except the barrier put
there by his old defeat And he
knew now that he had never failed
at all, but that the years had worked
for him in ways he would not have
guessed.
He said slowly, “I was the one
who was a fool.”
He never knew what move he
made that brought her into his
arms. With the barrier gone from
between them at last they found
themselves in each other’s arms as
naturally, as unhurriedly, as inevi
tably as the dry land takes up the
rare rains; and his heart lifted up
like the April grass of the dry
ranges, when the snow-lock melts
off and is forgotten as if it had
His Hungry Mouth Found an An
swering Quiver in Her Lips.
never been. His hungry mouth
found an answering quiver in her
lips; and for a while, under the
spell of the gentle warmth that he
had thought would never be his,
he no longer worried about what
might happen to the cow kingdom
of Horse Dunn.
Presently she said, "Two years
ago it was my fault. But last night
in the hills it was yours. If you had
only put your hands on me then—
but you had to stand with a face like
granite, and eyes like death in the
foothills—’’
"I know that—now.”
"I don't know how I'm going to
let you go. So many things—any
thing—can happen before we’re to
gether again.”
"But we have this hour, now.”
"Nothing can ever rob us of
that!”
Each was seeing a person he had
never seen before. He was still
whipcord and braided leather, the
saddle man who could hold his own
in the upheaval of markets and the
shifting games of the financiers; but
all the barbed and dour hardness
of him was gone, so that in the
arms of this girl it was as if he
were reborn. And in the girl the
hidden steel of the will he had not
been able to bend seemed melted,
and the curve of her body within his
arm was a surrender without re
serve.
They did not know how long they
lay together on the bunk that for
the time was not his. but theirs, in
that lonely and deserted house; and
he learned here that she was nei
ther east nor west, but all woman.
A harsh, taut strain that had held
them for days seemed to slacken
and go out of the night, as if guns
and cattle were unimportant things;
and in that hour that was theirs
alone, one bitterness went out of
the world forever. It was not a
surprise, but a consummation, when
presently he found that she was
asleep.
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 inescap
ably, 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 Coffee 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 lo 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 now 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 1 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 I 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 want to know. In a
minute 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 c*i
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.”
“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.”
“I 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 the chill blackness before dawn;
but it seemed to Wheeler that the
night was no darker than his mood.
“I thought of all that," he said. “I
thought of 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 Bakef, he’ll be
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 tl.e 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.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Seventy Varieties of Birds Around
Crater Lake in Oregon, Bulletin Says
The abundant life is shared by a
wide variety of birds finding head
quarters in the sanctuary at Crater
Lake National park in Oregon.
There are more than seventy vari
eties in the park. Bird notes are
heard continually, according to a
news bulletin issued by the park
service.
The Eagle Cruggs have furnished
nesting places for the golden eagle
and the American bald eagle; Liao
Rock is the home of falcons. Os
preys have been seen and the
horned owl forages nightly. Cali
fornia gulls visit the park and black
cormorants are known to have
nested and raised their young on the
lake. There are ravens and half a
dozen varieties of hawks. Canvas
back and golden-eyed ducks fre
quent the lake and the Sierra
grouse the timberlands. Clark's
crow, the camp robber, and Cali
fornia, crested and gray jays make
their presence known on the trails
and around the camp grounds.
Smaller birds frequently seen are
the mountain bluebird, Townsend
solitaire, Sierra junco, pine siskin,
creeper nuthatch, chickadee and
grosbeak. There are golden and
ruby - crowned kinglets, robins,
wrens, wood and green-tailed tow
hees, purple and rosy finches, chip
ping and other sparrows, several
varieties of thrushes, and five vari
eties of warblers. Occasionally a
humming bird is seen.
The most noticeable of the small
birds of the park is the Western
tanager, a brilliant streak of gold
as it flits in the dark foliage, and
equally remarkable in coloring
when it rests on twig or branch,
where its red head, yellow body,
and black wings with yellow bars
are unmistakable. The sweetest
singer in the park is the hermit
thrust—shy, difficult to locate, but
making its presence known by beau
tiful song.
Take Exercise
Regularly
By
DR. JAMES W. BARTON
© Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
1 OFTEN think that as
physicians we do not, as
a rule, stress the wonderful
value of regular exercise.
Patients will be advised to
“rest” more, to “eat” less,
to “get away from work and
take a vacation” but it is
seldom that a physician will
advise a patient to go to an
athletic club, Y. M. C. A. or
Y. W. C. A. and take regular
exercise.
Outdoor exercise is always more
beneficial than that taken indoors
Dr. Barton
because there is
more oxygen in the
outdoor air to sup
ply the extra oxygen
needed when exer
cise is taken. How
ever, outdoor exer
cise cannot always
be obtained, due to
weather conditions,
whereas home exer
cise or indoor class
work two or three
times a week is al
ways available; the
gymnasium is there and the in
structor also.
Regularity Is YVhat Counts.
And it is the regularity of exer
cise thnt makes it so valuable. Ex
ercise taken daily or not less than
three times a week, means that the
large blood vessels supplying the
big bulk of muscle and the tiny
blood vessels supplying the small
individual muscle fibers must open
widely to receive this blood. And
the more widely these blood ves
sels open, and the more often they
open, the more the muscle increases
in size and power.
As the little text book by La
Grange states: "Systematic exer
cise of a muscle educates the little
blood vessels supplying the muscle
to not only open more widely dur
ing exercise, thus bringing an in
creased amount of blood to the mus
cle, but even when the muscle is at
rest these blood vessels remain
open to some extent (instead of clos
ing) and the muscle gets the bene
fit of an increased amount of blood,
even when it is not exercising.
Hence the value of regular train
ing, of systematic exercise.”
Increasing the size and strength
of the muscles is but a small part
of the value of exercise. The exer
cise makes the heart beat faster
and stronger to supply the extra
blood needed, and the lungs must
breathe in fresh air more often and
more deeply to purify this extra
blood that is needed.
» • •
British Advice on Reducing.
The natural, the normal, the ef
fective road or method of reducing
weight is hard for the overweight
to travel because it means sacrifice
or work—sacrifice of the desire for
food and desire for ease, and work
—regular daily exercise.
All effective and permanent re
sults in reducing weight are ob
tained for the most part in "diet
ing,” reducing the amount of food
eaten.
Drs. H. Coombs, Dorothy Read
er, and C. Catlin, in Practitioner,
London, stress the importance of
dietetics in the treatment of obesity.
Some of the scientific principles
of the dietetic treatment of over
weight as outlined by Dr. Coombs
and his associates are:
1. Restriction (cutting down) on
carbohydrates or starch foods,
more especially of the rich or con
centrated forms such as sugar,
bread, potatoes.
2. Cutting down on fats—cream,
fat meat. Small amount of butter
is allowed.
3. Continuing to eat the usual
amount of meat, fish and eggs (body
builders).
4. Eating a generous supply of
vegetables and fruit to provide bulk
and satisfy hunger.
5. Eating enough vitamins as pro
vided by vegetables, fruit, eggs,
milk, and butter.
6. Eating a sufficient supply of
minerals — salads (vegetable and
fruit), leafy vegetables, sea foods,
but omitting or cutting^down on ta
ble salt.
7. Eating bulky meals to prevent
hunger — cabbage, lettuce, celery,
radishes, cauliflower.
8. Three or four meals during the
day but nothing between meals.
You will notice that the above ad
vice as to a reducing diet is directly
in line with that advocated by
weight reducing experts in America.
“The Rolling Ball" Act
No one except La Roche, the Ru
manian acrobat, has ever been
known to perform "The Rolling
Ball," an act which he invented and
presented in the circuses of Europe
[or many years during the latter part
of the Nineteenth century. Enclosed
in a ball about three feet in di
ameter, says Collier’s Weekly, he
rolled himself up and down a narrow
spiral ledge which encircled a sup
porting pole 25 feet in height.
Used Lumps of Chalk
In the schools of the early days
lumps of natural chalk were used
instead of crayons.
Pride in Perfection
*o*
A GREAT deal of the joy of
life consists in doing per
fectly, or at least to the best of
one’s ability, everything which
he attempts to do.
There is a sense of satisfac
tion, a pride in surveying such
a work—a work which is round
ed, full, exact, complete in all
its parts—which the superficial
man, who leaves his work in a
slovenly, slipshod, half-finished
condition, can never know.
It is this conscientious com
pleteness which turns work into
art. The smallest thing, be it
well done, becomes artistic.—
William Matthews.
30 MINUTES
AFTER
Eating-Drinking
ALKALIZE
AFTER A
HEAVY
MEAL . .
..AFTER
ALONG
EVENING
The fastest way to “atkalae’ is to
carry your alkalizer with you.
That’s what thousands do now
that genuine Phillips’ comes in
tiny, peppermint flavored tablets
— in a flat tin for pocket or purse.
Then you are always ready.
Use it this way. Take 2 Phillips’
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