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THE STORY SO FAR:
Dusty King and Lew Gordon had built
■P a vast string of ranches in the West.
King was killed by his powerful and un
scrupulous competitor. Ben Thorpe. Bill
Koper. King's adopted son. was deter
mined to avenge his death in spite of
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opposition by his sweetheart. Jody Gor
don, and her father. Roper's successful
raids against Thorpe's Texas holdings
wiped him out of the state. Roper then
left for Thorpe's Montana ranches. Jody,
told that her father's life was in danger.
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ie« ner nome to ride 500 miles to warn
him. Walk Lasham. manager of
Thorpe's holdings In Montana, saw Rop
er sitting alone and unarmed in a saloon
one day. Gun in hand, Lasham pre
pared to kill his hated antagonist.
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CHAPTER Xin—Continued
But now the scar-mouthed man
spoke suddenly; from his position
at one side he had dared flick his
eyes to the door. “Walk, look out!
Don’t turn! Watch this buzzard, but
wheel back and stand by me!"
Into the front of the bar two men
had come; they came striding back
the length of the room; their spurs
ringing brokenly. Roper did not see
their guns come out. But suddenly
the weapons of both of them ap
peared in their hands, smoothly and
easily, from no place.
The two men were Lee Harnish
and Tex Long.
Tex Long's .45 clicked in the palm
of his hand as it came to full cock.
He said, “Howdy, Bill. A spic girl
Just brought us word. Dave Shan
non and Hat Crick Tommy are up
the street And Dry Camp Pierce.”
“Gosh,” Lee Harnish said, “we’ve
been hunting you for two months!
You want us to blast these Indians,
boss?”
Bill Roper drew a deep breath,
and grinned. At first he could not
even appreciate that here, at last,
were the leaders he needed for his
great raid. All he could think of
was that he had been reprieved from
certain death; and he knew that life
was good.
CHAPTER XIV
The tribute Implied by the re-gath
ering of the wild bunch leaders was
one of the most extraordinary things
that had ever happened in Bill Rop
er’s life. There was not much to
their story. Driven out of Texas on
the eve of Bill Roper’s victory, for
a while they had gone their separate
ways. But gradually they had drift
ed together again, in the Indian na
tions, at Dodge, in the northern cow
camps. With Cleve Tanner broken
in Texas, and the roots cut from
under Ben Thorpe’s organization by
the loss of his breeding grounds, the
outlaw riders found themselves un
willing to leave their work unfin
ished. So at last they had come
looking for Roper—and had found
him.
The first thing was to get them out
of there. He named as rendezvous a
lonely shanty on Fork Creek.
| Roper himself was the last to ride
out of Miles City. Seasoned night
riders though these men might be,
with names now famous the length
of the trail, most of them were
youngsters still. No one of them
could be trusted not to get a skinful
of liquor, and go gunning for Lash
am’s men on his own hook.
Roper was relieved, therefore,
upon riding into the Fork Creek ren
dezvous in the dreary February twi
light, to find his Texas men already
waiting for him there. They were
eating fresh beef, but r t their own,
as Roper came into the little cab
in, stamping the snow off his boots.
Lee Harnish looked sheepish.
“Say, 1 forgot something. I got a
letter for you here."
Roper took the worn envelope and
stood turning it over in his hands.
The date showed it to be three weeks
old—no great age, everything con
sidered. But what took hold of him,
so that for a full minute he dared
not break the seal, was that the
letter was from Jody Gordon.
Roper ripped open the envelope.
The whole note covered no more
than half a page; but as he folded
it and put it into a pocket, his hands
were shaking in a way that would
have cost him his life if he had been
walking into a gunfight then. There
was a long silence.
With a visible effort, Roper
( pulled himself together. Briefly he
told them what his new wild bunch
had done.
“But we haven’t even scratched
the surface,” he finished. “Unless
we hit Walk Lasham quick and hard,
Thorpe will get his balance again,
and reach his roots back into Texas;
and all the work we did down there
will go for nothing."
“Me,” Tex Long said, “I aim to
swing with you, and try to finish up
what we begun. But, way I see it,
the layout up here is terrible bad,
for our style of work.”
“There isn’t any profit in the way
I figured,” Roper admitted. “I’ve
been taking a pasear up along the
Canadian border; I figure it's an
easy drive. If you criminals are
willing to come on and take one
more crack at Thorpe and Lash
__ M
am—
“There's no one beyond the bor
der that’s needing any stock,” Dry
Camp Pierce said gloomily.
“Dry Camp," Bill Roper said,
“I’m thinking of the tribes.”
There was a moment’s silence.
“Granting that Canada’s full of war
paint,” Tex Long said; “how the
devil—”
“I’ve talked to Iron Dog.”
Every one of them, each in his
own way, pricked up his ears at
that. Iron Dog was a famous war
rior chief of the Gros Ventre Sioux.
Ragged and starving, his decimated
band driven far out of their home
country, Iron Dog no longer wai the
stubbornly resisting force which had
once made his name. But though
he was broken and helpless now,
remnants of his leadership re
f
mained: his influence extended over
many bands, and more than one
tribe.
“I don’t hold with dealing with red
niggers, much," Dave Shannon said.
“These bucks are forced out of
their ranges without any deal made
whereby they get fed,” Roper said.
“Half of them are in as pitiful a
state of starvation as you ever saw.
A big part of the blame for that is
on Walk Lasham. Now I aim to
square the deal."
“I already made us a rendezvous
with Iron Dog, before I knew you
were in on this," Bill Roper told
them now. “Inside of a month Iron
Dog will be camped on the Milk Riv
er with anyway seven or eight
bands.”
“Seven or eight bands!” Tex Long
shouted at him. “My God, there'll
be worse than a thousand Indians on
the Milk!”
"A thousand, hell!" Roper said.
“If there aren’t that many buck war
riors alone. I’ll eat the beef myself!
The men in this little cabin were
not easily surprised, and less easily
shocked or awed; but their usually
unrevealing faces now gave them
away.
“God Almighty!” Dave Shannon
said. It was almost a prayer.
"He's done it now," Hat Crick
Tommy said slowly. "You know
“Now I aim to square the deal.’*
what happens when you throw that
many loose Indians together? You
got a war on your hands, by God!
They’ll come whooping down Mon
tana—they’ll tear the country wide
open! The whole frontier will go up
in a bust of smoke. Nothing’ll ever
stop ’em, once they get together like
that!”
“One thing will.”
“What will?”
“Grub,” said Roper.
“That might be so,” Dave Shan
non admitted. “I never yet see an
Indian go to war on a full stom
ach . . .”
A tensity had come into that dark
cabin; they were realizing now that
they stood in the shadow of events of
a magnitude they had not dreamed.
In the quiet, Bill Roper’s hands kept
creasing and recreasing the letter
from Jody Gordon. A faint damp
ness showed on his forehead, but
his fingers acted cold and awkward.
“There’s five of us here,” Tex
Long said. “You expect us to just
suddenly feed every Indian in crea
tion?”
“I've got twenty-seven riders wait
ing to throw in with us at the first
word.”
“Twenty-seven riders? Where?”
“All over Montana. What do you
think I did all-winter? Holed up like
a she-bear?”
Silence again, while they all stud
ied Roper.
“How many you figure to move?”
Tex Long asked at last.
Roper’s voice was so low they
could hardly hear his words. “Be
tween twenty and thirty thousand
head."
Tex Long threw his hat against
the roof poles in a gesture of com
plete impatience. "Dead of winter,”
he said; "maybe having to fight
part of the time; why, thirty-forty
cowboys couldn’t drive—”
“We don’t have to handle this
stock like fat beef,” Roper remind
ed him. “We don’t have to pull up
for quicksand, or stampede losses,
or high water. If a hundred head
get swept down a river, what the
hell? Some different Indians will get
hold of 'em downstream. Working
that way, hard and fast, thirty cow
boys can move every head in Mon
tana!”
“We’re terrible short of time,”
Tex Long said.
“I know it; in another couple of
THIS IS A
months their chuck wagons will be
heading out, and the deep grass will
be full of their riders. We have to
move and move quick."
“It might be," Dry Camp Pierce
declared himself, "it just could be
done.” A hard gleam was coming
into the old rustler's wary eyes.
"And if it can—great God! There’'
never been nothing like this!"
The others seemed to have had
the breath knocked out of them by
the unheard-of scope, the bold dar
ing, the headlong all-or-nothing char
acter of the plan.
“This is bigger than the Texas
raids," Tex Long said wonderingly.
"This is bigger than anything has
ever been!”
Suddenly Dave Shannon smacked
his thigh with his huge hand. "By
God. I believe it’ll bust ’em!”
Over the pack of outlawed young
sters had come a wave of that fa
natic enthusiasm which sometimes
sways men as they face the im
possible, but Roper, strangely, was
unable to share it. The great raid
he had planned all winter now
seemed futile—a plan senseless and
cold.
"Bill,” said Lee Hamish, “what’s
the matter with you? You got chills
and fever, or something?”
Roper spoke to Hamish alone, as
if he had forgotten the others. "That
letter was from Jody Gordon,” he
said.
“Bad news, son?”
“I don’t know. She wants me to
come to Ogallala.”
“When?”
“Now—right away.”
“What for? Does she say?”
“She says she needs me; she says
she needs me bad, and right away.
I guess she does, all right. If she
didn’t, I don’t believe she’d ever
write, to me.”
The faces of the wild b,--'*v' rid
ers were expressionless, noncommit
tal; Roper knew they wouldn’t have
much to say. They were youngsters
still—all except Pierce; but their
faces were carved lean and hard by
long riding, and a lot of that riding
had been for him.
He stood up, shaking his shoulders.
“Catch up your ponies.”
“We pulling out? Tonight yet?”
“You bet your life we are. Ought
to make Red Horse Springs by mid
night.”
“And after that,” Harnish said
slowly, “what is it, Bill? Is it Ogal
lala?”
Once more the silence, while they
waited for Bill.
“It’s the raid,” Roper said.
CHAPTER XV
Lew Gordon came stumping across
the corral of his little Miles City
house, his spurs ringing at every
stride. His big hands, rope-hard
ened and thickened at the knuckles,
swung loose at his sides; but his
face had the look of a man beset.
Opening the back door of the
house he sent a great roar through
the walls—“Jody! Jody, where are
you?”
She answered him, and Lew Gor
don went to find her.
“What’s the meaning of this?” was
his greeting as his daughter came
running to him through the house.
“You were supposed to stay in Ogal
lala!”
Jody threw her arms about his
neck and pulled his head down to
kiss him; but Lew Gordon was not
to be put off.
lhat horse wrangler just brought
me word that you was here,” he
said. “There’s a pretty kettle of
soap, when some horse wrangler
knows more about where a man’s
daughter is at than he knows him
self!”
“Dad, will you please sit down?
1 tell you, I want to talk to you!”
“Oh, all right.” Lew Gordon
flopped into a chair, jabbed his spurs
into the floor at long range, and
tore off another huge mouthful of
beef.
“There are two pieces of bad
news." Jody said now. “First thing,
Ben Thorpe has cut under us in
the bidding for the government con
tracts, at Dodge.”
A spark leaped into Lew Gordon’s
eyes; under the pressure of the last
two years he had turned edgy and
garrulous, as if his mind had be
come hasty on the trigger, now that
his hands were idle. “I might have
known it!” his big voice boomed.
“Those infernal—"
“The loss of those contracts is go
ing to hurt,” Jody said; “I’ve
brought the books up into fair shape,
and it looks to me as if King-Gordon
is starting the worst year in his
tory. If the losses go on piling up
the way they are—”
Jody Gordon came and sat on the
arm of her father’s chair. “There
was a man rode up to Ogallala from
Dodge City,” she said. “He brought
some very peculiar news, and I don’t
like it at all.”
“If that renegade Colorado outfit
think they’re going to—” Lew Gor
don began.
“This was a Bill Roper man,”
Jody said.
Lew Gordon checked as suddenly
as if he had been struck across
the face.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Jackets! They Play Important
Role in the Fashion Picture
By CHERIE NICHOLAS
According to fashion’s say-so,
you must be smartly jacketed
everywhere you go. Your play suits,
your daytime ensembles, evening
dresses and afternoon frocks are all
supposed to have complementary
jackets, with a few "extras” to be
held in readiness to report for duty
at the beck and call of time and
occasion. So no matter how many
jackets you have they will be none
too many to include in a fashionable
wardrobe.
In a program of interchangeable
jackets the secret's out, as to how
to go victoriously through the mid
season stretch between summer and
actual fall with “flying colors” so
far as keeping a well-dressed ap
pearance is concerned. Every wom
an wants to maintain a refreshing
up-to-the-moment look in summer
hangover apparel until autumn
styles are set. This is <jui£e a “trick"
in the art of dressing. Interchange
able jackets that flaunt "the latest"
in styling details is an answer.
With the thought in mind that the
attractiveness of the jacket fash
ions pictured might inspire you in
a sewing spree venture, we are espe
cially calling your attention to the
several pen and ink sketches, select
ed because the numbers are really
very easy to make. You can buy
up such pretty remnants at this time
of year, so reasonable and with the
investment of a little time and ef
fort you will find yourself the happy
possessor of jackets that, ingenious
ly interchanged, will set new tempo
for your frocks in keeping with ev
ery move of fashion.
Referring to the pen-and-ink
sketches, the ones at top to right
and left, are of the casual type for
town and travel wear. For these
remnants of tweed will work up
to good advantage and if you want to
give them a “last word” touch, em
broider a big scroll monogram
somewhere about them—on pocket
or sleeve or some other strategic
point.
Outstanding on the season’s pro
gram is the sleeveless long-torso
jacket, known as the jerkin. It is
the schoolgirl’s idol and adored by
sportswomen. The jerkin sketched
at lower right is easy to make,
easy to wear! Use bright corduroy
or suede cloth. Jerkin patterns are
available anywhere they sell pat
terns.
Coolie coats, the popular choice
for evening wear, are ever so easy
to make for they require little or
no fitting. The "coolie” sketched
at lower left is a "perfect little
treasure.” The material used in this
instance is prettily embroidered in
quaint little posies. Handsome bro
cade or metal cloth yields beauti
fully to the coolie treatment. Women
of discriminating taste love coolie
wraps made of fine wool or silk
crepe in subtle pastel greens, vio
let shades, or Chinese reds. The
newest thing is to embellish them
with a restricted amount of sequin
or bead embroidery. Note the model
in the lower oval inset. In this in
stance the sheer crepe is in a soft
stone blue, the embroidery done in
| silver threads and beadwork.
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Sun Hat and Bag
Here is a practical sun-hat and
bag that should interest beach stroll
er* who want to protect their com
plexion from burning sun rays. The
large sun hat worn so appealingly
by the young lady as she poses in
the picture at the top acts as a per
fect “freckle fender.”
In the pose below you see how
this huge brim folds to pancake size
so as to fit into the outer pocket
of a made-to-match rubber-lined
beach bag. This hat has a navy
blue brim with red and white striped
crown and the color combination is
repeated in the bag
Accent Is on Luxury
Blouse Type for Fall
The blouse program as mapped
out for fall and winter will use much
luxurious fabric. Pastel metal cloth
made up in classic simplicity is one
of the happy outlooks. Matching the
pastel of the metal weave with crepe
in identical tone presents endless
possibilities for achieving charming
effect. In some instances a bit of
the crepe used for the skirt is re
peated in stylizing accents on the
metal blouse.
Wide use will be made of deep
toned satins and they will be made
I up similar to the manner suggested
above for metal weaves. Silk jer
! sey is also a favored medium. Used
in vivid reds, greens or blues to
wear with black suits, the new jer
sey blouses are stunning.
Drastic Changes Seen
In New Fall Silhouette
Here are changes you will find
as the new silhouettes make their
debut this fall. There will be very
few if any set-in sleeves. The
trend is to deep armhole effects in
dolman sleeves, cut all in one with
the bodice or blouse top. Bulk
above the waistline and slimming of
skirts is noted.
Everything is being done to ac
cent lower waistlines, especially
with inset belts. Beltless dresses
are very new in style stressing so
phisticated simplicity.
There will be hosts of pleated
fashions that emerge from long-torso
lines with pleats manipulated to re
tain slenderized lines.
Chiffon House Coats
Torrid days call for cool apparel
a need which is filled in very love*
ly house coats made of pastel chif
fons. You can bring the summer
to a very happy conclusion wearing
one of the very lovely chiffon crea
tions.
i
CARE ESSENTIAL
IN FILLING SILO
Dry, Unpacked Materials
Spoil Readily.
By PROF. R. C. MILLER
(Agricultural Engtatanmg Dapartmaat.
Ohio Stata Vnivarsity.)
Most effective results in avoiding
spoiled silage are obtained by taking
proper precautions in silo construc
tion and by harvesting the silage
crop at the right period.
In general, silage spoils because it
comes in contact with air after It
is placed in the silo. Defects in silo
construction, use of material which
is too dry to pack well in the silo,
and too much speed in filling or too
little tramping of the material are
the chief agencies that permit air
to ruin the silage.
Every type of silo whether it be
a permanent upright type, a tem
porary fence structure, or a trench
below ground surface can be built
to preserve silage effectively if the
material placed in the silo is moist
enough to pack well or if water
enough is added to permit thorough
packing of drier material.
The rule of thumb method for
determining the correct moisture
content for plants going into a silo
is that it should be possible to press
or wring water from the chopped
material. If that cannot be done,
water should be added. Plants with
60 to 75 per cent moisture are at
the right stage for silage. Materials
placed in the silo while too green
may result in considerable losses of
juice and produce silage which is
unpalatable to livestock.
The spoilage of silage at the top of
an above-ground silo or at the end
of a trench silo cannot be avoided
entirely without prohibitive cost.
Repacking at intervals of a few days
after the silo is filled or putting
chopped, wet straw or other material
on top of the silage will reduce the
loss.
Considerable silage is lost while
the silo is being emptied because
too great an area of surface is ex
posed in feeding. This loss can be
reduced by feeding from half the
area of a surface silo at a time or
by taking a slice only a few inches
thick from the end of a trench silo.
Egg Production Reflects
Kind, Quantity of Feed
Efficient egg production is influ
enced by the amount of feed it is
possible to induce each laying hen
to eat daily, according to George
P. McCarthy, extension poultry hus
bandman at Texas A. & M. Nor
mally one hen will eat about 80
pounds of feed a year, approximate
ly half of which should be mash and
one half grain for best results.
Egg mash, or laying mash, is the
important portion of the feed for
hens that are expected to lay. Lay
ing mash is a combination of feeds
which are high in protein and other
ingredients essential for keeping the
hens in good health, as well as for
producing a maximum number of
eggs.
Laying mash must constitute one
half. or 40 pounds, of the yearly
ration. The usual mixtures for lay
ing rations comprise 100 pounds pro
tein supplement and 200 pounds of
ground home-grown grains to make
a suitable mash mixture. The grains
may be corn, maize or hegari in
combination with oats.
One hundred laying hens will con
sume about 3Mi tons of home grown
grains a year, McCarthy adds. If
the net income from the flock is flg
! ured on the basis of increased re
! turn from home produced grain, the
| producer will find that he sold his
j grain at about double the market
| price. In some cases even greater
| return can be made.
Farm Notes |
The 25 per cent of the people in
the United States living on the land
are furnishing 50 per cent of the in
crease in the country's population,
according to the bureau of agricul
tural economics.
• • •
A dairy bull, after he is two years
old, should be kept a little on the
thin side rather than fat. He will
be more fit for breeding, and this
slight limitation of feed need not
injure his growth.
• • •
The U. S. department of com
merce has ceased publication of
statistical information on exports of
American farm produce and will
keep such information secret be
cause of the war.
• • m
An effective farm windbreak
should have several kinds of trees,
including evergreens.
» • •
Contrary to many beliefs, the trac
tor can work more efficiently on
curves in farming on the contour
than in working up and down the
hill.
• • •
Good poultrymen will see that
their birds are well fed on growing
mash, whole corn, whole oats and
green feed during the late summer
and fall.
Too-Thin People Gain
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Swim Sait Reveals Bony Figure.
TpHE sorrows of being bony in
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• • •
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