Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, June 2, 1917, Page 7

MUSIC By Fra Author of Whi SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I—On Frontier day at Sleepy Cat, Henry de Spain, gunman and train- master at Medicine Bend, is beaten at target shooting by Nan Morgan of Music Mountain. Jeffries, division superints dent, asks De Spain to take charge of tii Thief River stage line, but he refuses. CHAPTER IJ—De Spain sees Nan ds ing with Gale Morgan, is later derisi pointed out to Nan on the street by Gale, and is moved to change his mind and ac- wept the stage line job. CHAPTER I!I—De Spain and Lefever ride to Calabasas inn and there me Gale Morgan with Deaf Sandusky anid Bassoon, gunmen and retainers of the Morgan clan. Morgan demands the dis- charge of a stage driver and De Spain re fuses. De Spain ineets Nan but falls to evercome her aversion to him. CHAPTER IV—Sassoon knifes Elpaso, the stage driv+r, and escapes to Morgan's gap, the stronghold of the Morgans. Le Bpain, Lefever and Scott go in after him. and De Spain brings out Sasson alone. CHAPTER V—He meets Nan. who de-* lays him until nearly overtaken by the Morgans, but lands his captive in jail CHAPTER VI-—Sassoon breaks jail De @pain beards the Morgans {n a saloon and is shot at through the window. He meets Nan again. CHAPTER VII—He prevents her going into a-gambling hall to find her Uncle Duke and inside faces Sandusky and Lo- gan, who prudently decline to fight at the time. CHAPTER VITI—De Spain, anxious to make peace with Nan, arranges a little plan with meee the barn man, to Srive her out to Morgan's gap, and while waiting for her goes down to the inn to get @ cup of coffee. CHAPTER IX-—In the deserted barroom he is trapped. He kills Sandusky and Logan, wounds Gale and Sassoon and es- eapes, badly wounded. CHAPTER X—Bewildered and weak, he wanders into Morgan's gap and is dis- covered on Music mountain by Nan, CHAPTER XI—Nan, to prevent further fipbting. does not tell, but finds out from McAlIp' that De Spain had really been a4 and Wad left his cartridge belt when he went into the fight at the t behind inn. CHAPTER XII—While De Spain ts un- adle to travel Nan brings food to him. He tells her that he became a gunman to find and deal with his father’s unknown murderer. He gives Nan his last cart- ridge. CHAPTER XITI—Gale almost stumbles | over De n's hiding . Nan we him away and to stop ‘8 rough woo- ing De Spain bluffs him out with an empty | gun. Nan plans De Spain's escape. CHAPTER XIV—De Spain crawls out of the ever the face of Ei Capitan) fi Ce Netto ele pratt a horse ane eartrii which she had sneak from 2M and De Spain rides into; CHAPTER XV—De Spain hires old Bull | ro and ing m valuable ald. After two nightly wikits to the gap, De Spain gets a | word Nan. She tells him to forget | +" and be asks her to shoot him. CHAPTER XVI—Nav attends her Uncle | |Duke Jn the hospital at Sigury, Cat, and) De Spain wgus and wins her love. CHAPTER XVil—Lefever manifests an interest In De Spain's cartridge belt, and | expresses surprise at his unreadiness to {get Sassoon. n it discovers ‘the lovers at their trysting place. CHAPTER XVIIIl—In Morgan's gap Gale tells Duke of Nan's meetings with De Spain and Duke warns Nan that he will kill De Spain if she tries to marry him. CHAPTER XIX—De Spain arranges al meeting with Duke and tries to make frends with him without success. CHAPTER XX-—Gale persists wooing of Nan. CHAPTER XXI—De Spain enlists a spy, He hears that Nan is kept in the house and that her uncle is trying to force her | to marry Gale. CHAPTER XXII—A mysterious message comes from Nan to take her away. CHAPTER XXII—De Spain, Lefever in his and Scott invade the Morgan stronghold. | De Spain alone walks into Duke's house | and, preventing @ forced marriage, takes | Nem away. } CHAPTER XXIV—They escape over El! Capitan. De Spain kills Sassoon. CHAPTER XXV—Lefever rides in and| out of the gap. CHAPTER XXVI—Pardaloe, who nhs | been working for Duke, tells De Spain that Sassoon had said that Duke killed | De Spain's father. Nan overhears the CHAPTER XXVII—Nan goes back to, et the straight story from Duke. De in sends Spy into the gap. In the sunshine a man in shirt) sleeves, leaning against the jamb, stood in the open doorway of Sassoon’s shack, watching the invaders as they rode around the hill and gingerly ap- proached. Lefever recognized Satt Mor- ean, He flung a greeting to him from the suddle, Satt answered in kind; but he eyed the horsemen with reserve when they drew up, and he seemed to Lefever al- together less responsive than usual. ! John sparred with him for informa- | tion and Satterlee gave back nothing | but words. | “Can't tell us anything about De | Spain, eh?” echoed Lefever at length. | “All right, Satt, we'll find somebody that can. Is there a bridge over to Duke's on this trail?” Satt's nose wrinkled into his normal | smile. “There's a bridge—"” The re-| bort of three shots fired in the distance, | Seemingly from the mouth of the gap, interrupted him, He paused in his ut- | terance, There were no further shots, | and he resumed: “There is a bridge) that way, yes, but It wus washed out last ht. They're blockaded. Duke | and Gale are over there. They're pretty sore on your man De Spain. You'd bet- | ter keep away from ’em this morning | unless you're looking for trouble.” Lefever, having all needed informa- | ton from Scott's signal, raised his hand quickly, “Not at all,” he ex- claimed, leaning forward to emphasize NAN of @ MOUNTAI nk Tl. Spearman. spering Smith. voice N SOC FRIANT O° CHARLES SCRIBER'S sarts his words and adding the full orbit of his eye to his sinc erity of manner. “Not all au Sutt. This is all friendly, all endly But,” he coughed slightly, as if in apology, “if Henry shouldn't turn up oO. we'll—ahem—be Kk.” None of hi mmupunions needed to be told how to { prudently away nod from Lefever Tommie Me bE so and Wickwire wheeled their horses, rode rapidly back to the turn hear the hill and, ing about, halted, With their rifles ucross their arms. fever und Kennedy followed leisure Y und the party withdrew leaving Satter- lee, unmoved, in the sunny doorway Once out of sight, Lefever led the way lly down the to the dezvous, cup ren- Of all the confused impressions that crowded Vs Memory after the wild night on Music mountain, the most ivid w that of a noticeably light stepping id not ungraceful fat man udvancing, hat in hand, to £ t her as sh stood with De Spain, w yY and bedraggled in the aspen grove A smile flamed from her gies Lefever introduced himself, “And is this,” myrmured Nun, look- ing at him quizzically, “really Mr. John Lefever whom I’ve heard so many stories about?” She was conscious of his pleasing eyes and even teeth as he smiled again. “If they have come from Mr. de Spain —I warn you tid John, “take them with all reserve, “But they haven't all come from Mr. de Spain.” “If they come from any of my friends, discredit them in advance. You could believe what my enemies say,” he run on; then added ingenuously, “if I had uny enemies!” To De Spain he tulked very little. It seemed to take but few words to exchange the news, Lefever asked gingerly about the fight. He made no mention whatever of the crimson pool in the road near soon'’s hut. San- CHAPTER XXVI. Puppets of Fate. When Nav rode with De Spain into| Sleepy Cat that morning, Lefever had already told their story to Jeffries over the telephone from Calabasas, and Mrs, Jeffries had thrown open her house to receive Nan. confusion and bhunge: too grateful for a refuge. On the evening of the second day De Spain wus invited to join the family at supper. In the evening the Jeffrieses went down town, De Spain was talking with Nan ip the living roorm when the telephone bell rung in the library. De Spain took the call, and a man's answered his salutation. The (aes Mrs. Jeffries Had Thrown Open Her Home to Receive Nan. speaker asked for Mr. de Spain and seemed particular to make sure of his identity. “This,” repeated De Spain more than once, and somewhat testily, “is Henry | de Spain speaking.” “Td like to have a little talk with you, Mr. de Spain.” “Who are you?” The vein of sharpness in the ques- tion met with no deviation from the slow, even tone of the voice at the other end of the wire. “I am not in position to give you my name,” came the answer, “at, least, not over the | wire.” A yague impression suddenly crossed De Spain's mind that somewhere he had heard the voice before. “Do you suppose I could come up to where you are tonight for a few min- utes’ talk?” continued the man coolly. “Not unless you have something very important.” “What I have is more important to | you than to me.” ; De Spain took an instant to decide. “All right,” he said impatiently; “come along. } pau d word sink In, “—if this Is a game you're springing—" —_ Weary from exposure, | Nan was only} Only—" he paused to let thes ones 2 | “Tio springing | the man evenly. “Coine along, then, how to ge no gume,” returned Il tell you just | | | Do you hear?’ Main at Street. Follow Rancherio north four | blocks, turn west into Grunt avenue. ve street Rancherio | Mr. Jeffries’ house is ou the corner, “TH find it.” “Don't come any other way, do, you won't s “Tin not af and Til come x one thing I should ‘ . If you Spetn, s you s There's oniy be as much as my life is worth to be seen you. And there are othe dd “sons why 1 shouldn't like to have it known I had talked to Would you mind putting out the ts before I come up—l 1, In the front of the house and in the room wh * we talk?” ! tin the least. I menn—lI ays willing to take a chance inst any other man’s. Sut Io warn you, cone prepured to take cure of your- sel “If you will do as I ask, no harm will come to anyone.” De Spain heard the receiver hung up at the otk nd of the wire. He signaled the operator hastily ond got hold of Bob Scott. rapidly he v To him he explained what had oecurr ad what “Get up to Grant and Ran- us quick as the Lord wili let * by the back 1 There’s a high mulberry hedge at the southwest corner you can get behind chert you str | | { ans! | | “Stand Behind the Head of the Piano | Till You Are Awfully Sure Who} it te” | This chap may huve been talking for | somebody else. Anyway, look the man | | over when he passes under the are light. If it is Sassoon or Gale Morgan. come into Jeffries’ house by the rear Wait in the kitchen for my call rn | door. from the living room, or a shot. arrange for your getting in.” Leaving the telephone, De Spain re- | Joined Nan in the living room. He told her briefly of the expected visit and explained, laughingly, that his caller had asked to have the lights out and to see him alone. He made so little of the incident that Nan walked up the stairs on De Spain’s arm reassured. ! When he kissed her at her room door} and turned down the stairs aguin, she leaned in the half-light over the banis- | ter, waving one hand at him and mur- muring the last caution: “Be careful, Henry, won't you?” “Dearie, I'm always careful.” “"Cause you're all ’'ve got now,” she whispered, | “You're all I've got, Nan, girl.” “I haven't got any home—or any- thing—Just you. Don’t go to the door yourself. Leave the front door open. Stand behind the end of the piano fill you are awfully sure who it is.” | “What a head, Nan!” De Spain ew off the lights, threw | open the front door, and in the dark- bess sat down on the plano stool. A heavy step on the porch, a little while later, was followed by a knock on the open door. “Come in!" called De Spain roughly. The bulk of a large man filled und ob- secured for an instant the opening, then the visitor stepped carefully over the threshold. “What do you want?" asked De Spain without changing his tone. He awaited with keenness the sound of the answer, “Is Henry de Spain here?” The voice was not familiar to De Spain's ear. He told himself the man was unknown to him, “I am Henry} de Spain,” he returned without hesita- | tion. “What do you want?” The visitor's deliberation wus reflect- ed in his measured speaking. “TI am from Thief River,” he begun, und his reverberating voice was low and dis- | tinct. “I was sent in to Morgan's gap | some time ago to find out who burned | the Calabasas barn.” “And you report to—?" } “Kennedy.” | De Spain paused. .A fresh conviec-. tion had flashed across his mind. “You: called me up on the telephone one night | last week,” he said suddenly. | | The unswer came without evasion. ' |“ did.” | “You gave me a inessage from Nan | Morgan that she never gave you.” “I did. I thought she needed you right off. She didn’t know me as I rightly am. Iknew what was going on. out again. It was not my business, and I couldn't let it interfere with the busi- | ness I'mn paid to look after. That's the reason I dodged you.” “There is a chairoat the left of the | door; sit down, Whut's your nome?” The man feeling around slowly, de- THE CASPER DAILY TRIBUNE | ritle before that man opened fire on| | us. | dropped one or both of us off El Capi- | | and mountain lions. | of it till this minute. | Duke quarreled ye | I rode into town that evening and rode | posited his angular bulk with care up- on the little chair. “My name"—in the | tenseness of the dark the words seemed to carry added mystervr—“ig Pardaloe.” “You've got a brother—Joe Parda- loe?” suggested De Spain to trap him. ‘No, I've no brother. I just Plain Jim Pardatioe | Jism.” | “The only I Q get in the gap was wit! een time with Gale ano » were thre Dive ing the rest of my [Dav8 Sassoon. T jin the barn-burning. put up the job.” “Where is Dave Sussoon now?’ “Dead.” | th men were silent for a moment. esterday morning’s fight?’ De Spain reluctantly. “Yes, sir.” “How did he happen to catch us on S1 Capitan?” “He saw a » Music mountain and watched the lower end of the gap all night. Sassoon wus a wide-awake men | Sussoov asked man.” “Well, I'm sorry, Pardaloe,” con- tinued De Spain after a moment. “No- | body could call it my fault. It was either he or I—or the life of a woman who never harmed a hair of his head, and a woman I'in bound to protect. He was running when he was Lit. If he had got to cover again there was noth- ing to stop him from picking beth of us off.” “He wos hit in the head.” De Spain was silent. “It was a soft-nose bullet,” ued Pardaloe. Again there was a pause. “I'll tell) you about that, too, Pardaloe,” De} Spain went on collectedly. “I lost my | contin- | { | Nan happened to huve her rifle with her—if she hadn't, he'd ‘ve} tan. We were pinned against the wall | like a couple of targets. If there were} soft-nose bullets in her rifle it’s be-| cause she uses them on gume—bobcats I never thought} That is-it.” | “What I came up to tell you has to do with Duve Sassoon. From what happened today in the gap I thought} you ought to know it now. Gale and terduy over the way | things turned out; they were pretty! bitter. This afternoon Gale took it up} again with his uncle, and it ended in Duke's driving him clean out of the gap.” “Where has he gone?” | “Nobody knows yet. Ed Wickwire! told me once that your father was shot | from ambush a good many years ugo. It was north of Medicine Bend, on a ranch near the Peace river; that you never found out who killed him, ino | that one reason why you came up into this country was to keep an eye out for a clue.” “What about it?’ asked De Spain, his tone hardening. “I was riding home one night about a month ago from Calabasas with Sas- soon. He'd been drinking. I let him do the talking. He-began cussing you ‘out, and talked pretty hard about what you'd done, and what he'd done, and what he wus going to do—” Nothing, it seeined, would hurry the story. “Finally, Sassoon says: “That hound don’t know yet who got his dad. It was Duke Morgan; that’s who got him. I was with Duke when he turned the trick. We rode down two De Spain's ranch one night to look up a rustler.’ Thut,” concluded Pardaloe, “was all Sassoon would say.” He stopped. He seemed to walt. There was no word of answer, none of comment from the man sitting near him. But, for one, at least, who heard the passionless, monotonous recital of a murder of the long ago, there fol- lowed, a silence as relentless as fate, a silence shrouded in the mystery of the darkness and striking despair into two hearts—a silence more fearful than any word. Pardaloe shuffled his feet. He coughed, but he evoked no response, “I thought you was entitled to know,” he said finally. “Now that Sassoon will never talk any more.” De Spain moistened bis lips. When he spoke his voice was cracked and harsh, as if with what he had heard he hud suddenly grown old. “You are right, Pardaloe. I thank you. I—when I—in thé morning. Par- duloe, for the present, go back to the gap. I will talk with Wickwire—to- morrow.” “Good night, Mr. de Spain.” “Good night, Pardaloe.” Bending forward, limp, in his chair, supporting his head vacantly.on his hands, trying to think and fearing to think, De Spain hevrd Pardaloe’s meas- ured tread on the descending steps, and listened mechanically to the re- treating echoes of his footsteps down the shaded street. Minute after min- ute passed. De Spain made no move. A step so light that it could only have been the step of a delicate girlhood, u step free as the footfall of youth, poised as the tread of womanhood and beauty, came down the stairs. Slight as she was, und silent as he was, she | | walked straight to him in the dark- ness, and, sinking between his feet, wound her hands through his two arms. “I heard everything, Henry,” jshe murmured, looking up. An invol- juntary start of protest was his only | ‘response. “I was afraid of a plot against you. I stayed at the head of the stairs. Henry, I told you long ago some dreadful thing would come be- tween us—something not our fault. And now it comes to dash our’ cup of ‘happiness when it is filling.” She stopped, hoping perhaps he heb te say some lit#le word, that he| would even pat her head, or press her jhand, but he sat like one stunned. “If Ht could have been anything but this!” ishe pleaded, low and sorrowfully. “Oh, twhy did you not listen to me before we were engulfed! My dear Henry! 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