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COLD SPRING. MINN.. RECORD King and Lew Gordon had built a Vast string of ranches in the West. Was killed by his powerful and un- competitor, Ben Thorpe. Bill King's adopted son, was determined his death in spite of opposition INSTALLMENT 9 THE STORY SO FAR: by his sweetheart, Jody Gordon, and her tion unchanged, he now turned his atten- father. Roper's successful raids against tion toward Thorpe's ranches in Montana. Thorpe's Texas holdings wiped him out of Jody was secretly visited one night by Shoo the state. When Roper visited Jody oneshone Wllee, one of Roper's men, who night, she almost contemptuously called him warned that her father's life was in grave a cattle thief and gunman. His determina- danger. CHAPTER XII--Continued w re on the flats of the Little Thun- Roper shrugged again. "Walk JOdy Gordon's eyes had darkenedder, far away. Here, struggling wants no fight with me." Lhe dusk, making her face seem through a soft blinding snow, they "You're going to force the fight Pale. "What do you want me ran off five hundred head, and a few yourself! That's what you've been days later three hundred more. They waiting here for, ever since you Wilce shrugged. "That Christmased in company with a herd came to Miles City. Any moment ardly up to me, Miss Gordon. of lifted steers somewhere between Lasham may walk in that door--" tell you this: many's the Three Sleep and the Little Powder; d I'Ve seen your father go stomp- and New Year's found them sifting own the board walk right here the pick of Lasham's cattle out of Ogallala, alone, and not even his Lost Soldier range. Led. That won't do, Miss Gor- By the end of January they had If I was in your place, I moved three thousand head--the ldn't never let him out of the very cream of the wintering stock ;e without his gunbelt is strapped Repeatedly they had driven cattle and the iron free in its leathe~ incredible distances in impossible wherever he goes, there oug time; three or four good hard-shoot- Yet he knew his work had only cowboys with him; because, if begun. All their hard riding would low Ben Thorpe, he isn't going fail of effect tmless he could strike any gunfight aloneI" such a smashing blow as would ~ly peered at him intently, cause a split between Lasham and ~at made you bring this word to Ben Thorpe. "' a Bill, Roper" man," Shoshone scope and method, but savage in ef- ~"I'mil And Roper had a plan--rash in ee said. God knows, Miss Gor- fect if it could be fulfilled. Already a, stringing with Bill Roper has he had enough riders in sight to ~? er done anything for me. But-- strike this last desperate blow. But ~eu, I just thought Bill Roper would the men available to his purpose [~tyou to know. I kind of got the were wild-eyed fighting kids who ,_ he thinks a heap of you, Miss could not be driven and could "Ordon.,, scarcely be led; Roo~r could not hand now another pony came slash- captain his campaign alone. So now ~.g Up to the corral. One of the load- he fretted in Miles City, seeking ~"gforemen had come in three or four outlaw leaders who ~"I got to be getting aiong," She- would make his preparations com- .~e Wilce said quickly, plete. ~._ e turned away, but instantly Still studying everyone who came ,L~rned back again, and gripped She- into the bar, Roper broke open a ~Oae s arm just as he was sliding "tlt of sight. ,,~:Stay around," she ordered him. ~tay here until--" ~.L.lVliss Gordon," came the quick ]~..mSPer, "I've got to get on to ~,es City I--" ~L'I thought so. Bill Roper's some- ~aere up there, isn't he? Yes. Well, ~,~ going to join my father there-- "",, ride with you in the morning." ~. Four hundred milesl And no "~ach until--" "Don,t worry about that. It takes and, rile ponies to make time." ,L. ~ut~I'm afraid your Paw might t~''I_ don't know how Bill Roper ever You,,' Jody said with contempt. ~aOshone winced. "I -- I'll be ~Ouna -- .Ha'faded into the shadows as Jody ~alked out of the stable, her eyes aWd and bright in the dusk. CHAPTER E Roper sat alone at a rear ta- the Palace Bar, in Miles City | young, turbulent center of a i raw range, the possibilities of were still unknown, nd three months Roper had rid- They first struck at Mudc~y Be . through the bitter Montana win- It had been no trouble for him deck of cards and laid out a hand of Weep together a dozen malcon- solitaire. Cowbo s who hated Lasham or Now one of the dance hall girls Y :pe, or both. Already they knew came to his table, slipping uninvited Roper's name. into a chair. This was a girl whose .'ainst their common enemy attention bothered and embarrassed e Youngsters could be led, wild, Roper every time l~e came here. 2ess and crazy for raid; and Her name was MarquRa. er had led them as Texas had He didn't know what attracted her ihthim'orthernSnewn wild bunch faced to him; he didn t know what attract- ed any particular ,woman to any litions in many ways bitterly ad- particular man. It may be that his ;e. Here in the north were no very disinterest was what caught ed cattlemen, no established her attention firsti" and later gave llation to which he could look for him the desirability of the :unobtain- '. The Canadian border was far able. ~ i Y, and no market awaited the She spoke to him now in a quiet, l-Pushed herds on the other side. lifeless voice. ,'Why don't you like hat Montana had that Texas did ~" me. have was aconcentration of In- "I like you all right," he stud. L tribes, principally Sioux and "No, you don'~. You don t even Yenne, deprived of their hunting see me at \all."i lads, and dependent for food He noticed now that she looked beef which the government different tonight; and after a me- pledged to supply. It ~as to ment he recognized that 'this was circtlmstance that Roper had because there was no paint on her ~e:giant face. That would be because he din- beef contracts which the liked paint--though he had no inea ~.rnment threw upon the market how she had found that out. Her n~evitably attracted more than washed face was a perfectly sym- kind of graft. The result was metrical oval set with black eyes a ~e---pitiful, relentless. Starva- little slanted, and her black hair, stalked through the lodges of parted in the middle, was drawn ~loux, the Cheyenne, the Crow back severely, in the fashion of the u with it, Roper's opportunity, mestizo girls of the Texas border. ouring the country, Roper She leaned toward him now, and ed up four Indian agents who spoke rapidly, her voice low and -~ already badly scared. They compelling. "Listen--I hate Walk overplayed their hands, and Lasham, too." -~ now faced with a loss of life "Listen." she insisted. "You have .-- . , in ng their charges about which to listen to me. Walk Lasham s Could do nothing without re- town. He came in this afternoon,d lag their own corrupt inefltcien- So, Roper thought, the ume na These men had connived with come to move on again, with his ~am in bringing about a condi- work undone He didn't like it, of tribal starvation; they were much. Lg to connive with Bill Roper "Well, thanks," he said; "I'm glad 'ver up their position in any ,,k~:~; they could, to ws y:u're here--and wh~t delivering beef to the reserva- you re here fo Under these highly irregular "I suppose he does," Roper said. tions, Roper's wild bunch could "You're waiting here for Lash- more than make expenses. But -m;'-she accused him. "You know vantage was this---a beef herd ~e'll come here. you're ~oing to try red to an Indian tribe disap- shooting it out--' iAverthousandnight' handsleavingskinnedlittle Roper shrugged and was silent. beef, destroying the portions "Bill, it s hopelessl Walk Lasham hides containing the brands. Is the fastest gunfighter in the ~tantlz changing horses, per- northi" lY in the saddle, Roper's sad- ~wks swung across Montana. first struck at Muddy Bend, four hundred head of breaks af the YeJlow- days'! Only four daya later they Marquita sat staring at him hope- lessly, in her eyes a fixity of devo- tion which his taciturnity seemed to increase. Against his will he was becoming something that was hap- pening to Marquita. He remained silent; and, in a lit- tle while, she went away. An hour passed, while Roper, drinking slowly, played his solitaire and watched the door. Then suddenly Marquita was back. She came behind his chair to speak close to his ear in a panicky whisper. "He's coming! He's com- ing along the walk--" "All right." "Walk has two of his men with him," she said rapidly. "You haven't a chance, not a ghost of a chance. I can't bear to see you killed! I know you don't care any- thing about me. If you did I'd go anywhere in the world with you. But now you have to come out of here--quick--by the back way. I'll do anything--" Roper turned his head to look up into her face, very close to his. There was more to this girl than there was to the rest of her kind. Even now he was unable to recog- nize that Marquita was capable of a sincerity of purpose, and a pas- sionate preoccupatkm in her pur- pose, not to be expected here. "I wouldn't step aside two feet," he told her, "to pass Walk or any man. I tell you, Walk won't fight!" Suddenly she whimpered. Bill Roper saw that three men had come into the front of the Palace Bar. The first of the three, a dark, lean man with wide, bowed shoulders, was Walk Lasham. Marquita caught Bill's head in her arms, forced up his chin, and kissed him. He was surprised at the unex- pected softness of her lips, hot against his mouth. Then abruptly Marquita stooped, and as she sprang away from him he felt the weight of his gunbelt ease. She flung over her shoulder, "It's for your own sakel" Her face was white, fright- ened. He half started up, in instant anger, but the girl was running down the room. He saw her put something under the bar, and he knew it was his gun. Roper rang his whiskey glass upon the table, trying to catch a bar- tender's eye. If Lasham had not seen what the girl had done, one of them could bring him his gun be- fore it was too late. But the bar was thronged; the bartenders were work- Lug fast, in the thick of the evening rush. The bar-flies had made room for Walk Lasham at the end of the bar, and Lasham and his two cowboys had their heads together now, con suiting. One of the cowboys, a man with a scar across his face that distorted his mouth in the manner of a hare lip, went quickly behind the bar, hunted beneath it, and returned to Walk. Roper saw Lasham's long face set. He stud to h~mself, Wa knOWS . ." Walk Lasham was fiddling with his empty glass on the bar, and the scar-mouthed man was watching Roper covertly with one eye from under the brim of his hat, Lasham reached for a bottle, filled his glass, tossed it off. Then he turned square- ly toward Roper, and came walking back through the big room. Roper played his cards, his hands visible upon the table. It seemed to take Lasham a long time to walk the length of the room. Roper glanced at the lookout chair, where a salaried gun-fighter usually sat. It was empty now. Walk Lasham was standing in front of him. "So you," he said, "are the tough gunman that killed Cleve Tanner." Bill Roper raised his eyes to Walk Lasham,, "s face. "And you," he said,' are one of the dirty cowards that murdered Dusty King." A hush had fallen upon the room, unbroken by the clink of a glass or the rattle of a chip. Lasham and Roper looked at each other through a moment of silence. He dropped his eyes to Roper's hands, and his own right hand start- ed a tentative movement toward the butt of his gun. HIS spread fingers shook a little as his hand creptdown. But he was grinning now, sure of his, ground. Looks a little different to you now, huh?" "A coyote always looks like a coy. ote to me," The smile dropped from Lasham's face. "I'rri going to give you eYery chance," he said. His voice swung in even rhythms, low and sing-song. "I'm going to count five. Draw and fire any time you want to; because on five I'm going to kill you where you sit." "I don't think you are." "One; two--r" Lash~m sui~ {TO BE CONTINUKD) ;I By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) THE first motion picture scene to be directed by long distance phone 3,000 miles from the spot where it was shot is credited to Elliott Nugent. He stood on a Paramount sound stage in Hollywood and gave in- structions to cameraman Dew- ey Wrigley, Whose equipment was set up on Biscayne boule- yard, Miami Beach, Fla. Wrigley had shot some atmo pheric film for "Nothing But the Truth," but it wasn't exactly what Nugent wanted. He'd never been in Miami Beach, but he picked the right site from some"still pictures and then gave instructions over the telephone. Marjorie Reynolds has established a record of some kind; she's played ............... ~ the heroine oppo- ~~ site more western ~~ stars than has any other young Holly- ~~ wood actress. Buck Jones, Tex Ritter, Bob Baker, George ~~ O'Brien, Gene ~~ Autry -- she's been the pretty girl ~~. in ridin' and shoot- ~~ in' films with all of ~~ them. Her latest as- MarJorie signment is . one Re--olds more of the same-- ~" "Cyclone on Horse- back," for RKO Radio, in which she will appear opposite Tim Holt. Born in the cow town of Buhl, Idaho, she's right at home in those roles. The new Joan Crawford picture, "A Woman's Face," has been hang- ing up new marks at the box office during its New York showing. MeN vyn Douglas and Conrad Veldt are leading supporting players in the highly dramatic film. , ----~--- Edmond O Brien and his bride, Nancy Kelly, are spending their honeymoon by work- ing in the same pic- ture at RKO. The film is "Parachute Battalion." Follow- i~g his work in the Harold Lloyd com- edy, "A Girl, A Guy and a Gob," O'Brian signed two long- term contracts-- one with RKO and the other with Nan- cy. Then he went Nancy Kelly to work in "Para- chute Battalion." She was under contract to Twentieth Century-Fox, but studio executives were sympa- thetic, and she was lent to RKO, to be co-starred with her husband, Preston Foster and Harry Carey. Joan Fontaine certainly picked herself a nice vacation when she finished "Before the Fact" with Cary GFant. She was satisfied with nothing less than a three-week jaunt to Honolulu, Tahiti and Page-Page as an escape from Hollywood. Spencer Tracy won his Academy awards in roles that hadn't a sug- gestion of "boy meets girl." But in "Dr. Sekyll and Mr. Hyde" he meets two girls, Lane Turner and Ingrid Berman, just by way of even- ing up the score. "Sky Over Britain" brings to the air a new series of dramatic pro- grams under the auspices of the British War Relief society, present- ed over the Mutual network every Thursday evening. Each radio play will dramatize the true story of civilian bravery in Great Britain. The officers and crew of a British destroyer will comprise the first movie audience outside the Amer. leas to see Anna Neagle's "Sunny," if present plans go through. Miss Neagle's older brother, Alan Rob- ertson, is commander of a destroy- er, anq has not seen her or any of her pictures for more than two years. So a print of "Sunny" will be flown to England, then forwarded to him. She doesn't know where he is, hut sendl~ him the film is her reply to his recent request for a new photograph of her. The Rudy Vallee program won't move to New York this summer after all. Moving would have meant leaving John Barrymore behind, and listeners like the Vallee-Barrymore combination so well that it's in- advisable to break it up. ODDS ENDS--In The B% Store" the Mar~ I~roShers 4re private de. tective$ who ru~ w/ild in a department store... The only sound track i~ America o~ ~ Londqn air raid has arrived al F/arners' for Scene~ O~ London's bombin8 m "The Fhght Patrol . . . Orson Welles went~ ~ the s~reen rights Io~ : "Louisiana Hayride," the ~tory ot Ituey ~Long's li~e . . Marjorie Main wiU once again play a ~andlady--4his one in "Honky Tonk's~ Midwe~tern mining town... Irving Berlin will write fl#een new songs [or "Holiday Inn," in which Bin8 Crosby and Fred Aztnire will be starred . . . Priscilla Lone is now a street in Burbank, Calil.--.samed in honor o[ ghe movi~ mir. ........... --_.,=/ ! 1 Pattern No. 2772. WANT to win a prize? This crochet design wins it re- peatedly wherever shown. The six-inch square, so easily cro- cheted, forms lovely large and small accessories. 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