Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, June 9, 1917, Page 7

HEART OF THE SUNSET By REX BEACH Aathor of “The Spoilers,” “The Iron Trail, ** *‘The Siloer Horde,”” Etc. Oopyright by Harper & Brothers SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I-Set afoot and alone by an| sccident in the desert near the Rio Grande | Mrs. Alaire Austin, mistress of Las Pal as and La Feria ranches, meets Dave Law, Texas Ranger, at a water hole and is compelled to spend the night there with him, as he is in ambush for a murderer and cannot leave his post CHAPTER Il—Next day at evening the murderer appears with a companion CHAPTER III—Law captures the mur | derer but is compelled to kill his « ompan- jon, Panfilo Sanchez, ® cousin of Mrs. Jose Sanchez. who happens to be| Austin’s horsebreaker, Did you~-kul! him?” the “ sped. Alaire had never beheld such a demoniac expression as Law turned upon her. The man’s face was con torted, his eyes were blazing insuav!y,| his chest was heaving, and for an in-! stant he seemed to include her in his| anger. to his mi oring her inquiry, h went e and ran his shaking t over her if in search of an injury; his questioning palms covered every inch of glistening hide from forelock | to withers, from shoulder to hoof, and| under cover of this task he reguined in| some degree his self-contro:. “That hombre of yours—didn’t look right to me,” he said, finally. Laying} his cheek against Bessie Belle’s neck a8 @ woman snuggles close to the man} of her choice, he addressed the mare: “T reckon nobody is going to steal you, | eh? Not if I know it. No, sir; that/ hombre wasn't any good, was he?” | Alaire wet her lips. “Then you— shot him?” “I didn’t say I shot him,” he told her, | sruffy. “I warned him first, and he} turned on me—blew smoke in my face. Then he took to the brush, afoot, and— | I cut down on him once more to help | 1 him along.” “He got awa “T reckon so. “Oh, oh!” Alaire’s tone left no doubt of her re “He was always a good man— | “Good? Didn't he steal my hor Didn't hewaiin to“zet me at chance and fre why he wanted I reckon he Th his compadre? Winchester, about much as anybody T know “T can’t understand it.” down weukly. “One of my men, too.” “This fellow behaved himself while I | was gone, eh Luw jerked his head! in Anto's direction. “I was afr: ‘d try something. If he Such a_ possibility, oddly seemed to choke the speaker, ferocity of his unfinished th enc nd the wused | Mrs, Austin to look up at him curious- ly. There was a moment of silence then he suid, shortly: “Well got a horse viece now. Let The stars had thickened and bright- ened, rounding the night sky into a glittering dome. Anto, the murderer, with his ankles lushed beneath his horse’s belly, rode first; next, in a sul- len silence, came the ranger, his chin upon his breast; and in the rear fol-| iowed Alaire Austin. Under the stars, at the break of the arroyo, three hundred yards below the water hole, a coyote was slinking in a wide circle around the body of Panfilo Sanchez. CHAPTER Iv. At Las Palmes. Although the lower counties of southwest Texas are flat and badly watered, they possess a rich soil. They gre favored, too, by a kindly climate, é@ubtropic in its mildness. The Rio Grande, jaundiced, erratic as an in- valid, wrings its saffron blood from the clay bluffs and gravel cunyons of the hill country, but near its estuary winds quietly through a low coastal plain which the very impurities of that blood have richened. Here the river’s banks are smothered in thickets of huisache, ebony, mesquite, oak d alamo. Railroads are so scarce along this division of the border that to travel from Brownsville north along the in- ternational line one must, for several bundred miles, uvail oneself of horses, | mules or motorcars, since rail transpor- tation is almost lacking. And on his way the traveler will traverse whole counties where the houses are jacals, where English is a foreign tongue, and where peons plow their fields with crooked sticks as did the anclent Wgyptians. That part of the state which lies below the Nueces river was for a time disputed territory, and long after Tex- ans had given their lives to drive the eagle of Mexico across the Rio Grande much of it remained a forbidden land. ven today it is alien. It is a part ot our Soutbiand, but a South different to any other that we have. Within it there are no blacks, and yet the whi number but one in twenty. The rest are swarthy, black-haired men who speak the Spanish tongue and whose citizenship is mostly a matter of form. The stockmen, pushing ahead of the nesters and the tillers of the soll, were the first to invade the lower Rio Grande, and smong these “Old Ed” Austin was a pioneer. Like the other A ,---—— | thrill of pride at the the first Alaire sat! THE CASPER DAILY TRIBUNE | simple; he~had drunk three cattle barons, he was hungry for land | and took it where or how he auld, | Chose were crude old days; the 7 neers who pushed their herds into the! fur pastures were lawless fellows, ruth-| less, acquisitive, mastered by the em-| pire-builder’s urge for acres and still more acres. | As other ranches grew under the: hands of such unregenerate owners, so also under “Old Ed” Austin's manage- ment did Las Palmas increase and Prosper. It comprised an expanse of | rich river-land backed by miles of range where “Box A” cattle lived and bred. In his later years when the old man handed Las Palmas to his son,/ “Young Ed,” as a wedding gift, the ranch was known far and wide for its size and richness. Las Palmas had changed greatly since Austin, re; painfully scrawled his slanting signa- ture to the deed. It was a different ranch now to whut the old man had known; indeed, it was doubtful if he would have recognized it, for even the house was new. Alaire had mind as she some rode such thought in up to the gate on the afternoon following her departure, from the water hoie, and she felt a acres of sprouting n fleld of alfalfa fitted between their fences. They were like clean, green squares of corr the dense gre so nicely | matting spread for the feet of summer. 4\ Mexican boy came running to care for her horse, a Mexican woman greet ed her.as she entered the wide, cool hall and went to her room. Dolores fixed a bath and laid out clean clothes with a running accompaniment of chat ter concerned with household ¢ She was a great gossip, and pos such a talent r gaining that through her hus range boss, inf the she was able to keep her mistress in fairly intimate touch with} ranch matters. Alaire, | 8 she leisurely dressed her-| self, acknowledged that it was good to| feel the physical comforts of her house, even though her homec gave her no especial joy. a religious practice to dr regardless of Ed's often for weeks at solitary state, presiding over an empty tuble. Tonight, Ed was at home. It was with a grave preoccupation that she made herself ready to meet him. In the dining room, Ed acknowl- edged his wife's entrance with a care- less nod, but did not trouble to re- move his hands from his pockets. As seuted himself heavily at the table nd with unsteady fingers shook the ming She made it presence, though a time she sat in | folds from his napkin, he said: u stayed lon n-m r than you intend- you were gone three days, t you?” “Four days,” Alaire told him, real- izing with- a Httle imward start how very far apart she and Ed had drifted. curiously for an in- if he really could be or—if he were not some eeaSle stranger, Ed had been a handsome boy, but he growing fat from drink und soft idleness ; was too full there wus an his cheeks. In was from his ey his face Ss too sluggish; unheulthy re dness in contrast to his wife's semi-formal dress, he was unkempt—unshaven and soiled. His tions for dinner this evening had been churacteristicully THE RHINOCEROS GRILL now open from 1] a.m.to2a.m. Below the Rhinoceros Cafe. The best of things to Eat and Drink. Music and Entertainment every evening. ! tion to Private Parties. Banquets a Specialty The Columbine Oil Company Stock will advance to 60 cents per share on June 20th, 1917. The Ohio Oil Company is to drive Five wells on this property. Until that date the price is 50 cents per share. STANLEY & CO. Phone 666. Casper, Wyoming WE ARE ON TOP IN THE PAINT BUSINESS Our stock is the most extensive one in the city and includes ev- ery requirement in the paint line. Monarch paints, oil, tur- pentine, putty, enamel, varnish and stains we have in an abundance at prices that make our customers happy. SCHULTE HARDWARE CO., Phone 64W. We Deliver The Casper Landscape and Garden Company W. W. COLLIVER, Manager 335 North Center street ASH PITS BUILT TO ORDER. | 's for dinner, , LAWNS CUT AND TRIMMED y cock- tails and flung his sombrero 1nw a cor- ner. } “T've busy while you were | gone,” he announced. “Been down to the pump house every day laying that new intake. It was a nasty Job, too. I had Morales barbecue a eabrito for | my lunch, and it was good, but I'm hung again.” Austin attacked his | meal with an enthusiasm strange in him. He was a heavy and a constant drinker at all times. What little ex- ercise he took was upon the back of a} horse, and, as no one kuew better than his wife, the physical powers he once ad were rapidly deteriorating. | By and by he inquired, vafuely: | “Let's see, Where did you go} this time?” | “I went up to look over the Ygnacio | tract.” | “Oh, yes. Think you'li lease it?’ “I don't know. I must find some | place for those La Feria cattle.” j Austin shook his head. “Better leave ‘em where they are, until the rebels take that country. I stand mighty well with them.” been the trouble,” Alaire told him. You stand too well—so well that I want to get my stock out of | | federal territory us soon ¢ sf) Ed shrugged carelessly. they're your cows. The meal went on with a desultory possible. Suit your- | sel flow of small talk, during which the husband indulged his thirst freely. A told him about th accident } to her horse and the unple nt ordeal she had suffered in the mesquite. you found somebody at the Ed “Lucky r hole,” this rar commented. “Who | Never heard of the | nented on the name. nothing they was he cc The used to like his fellow would do credit to any | sanization.” As Alaire described how expeditiously Law had made his arrest and handled his man, her hus- vund showed intere } “Nicolas Anto. ‘suid he, “Who / was his companerc “Panfilo Sanchez.” Ed started. “That's str: They | must have met accidentall “So they both declared. Why did} you let Panfilo go?” | “We didn’t need him here, and he} | was too good a man to lose, so—" Ed found his wife’s eyes fixed upon him, | and d sped his own “TL knew you | were 8 handed at La Feria.” There vas an interval of silence, then Ed | ned, testily, “What are you look- wondered whut you'd say.” Can't I fire a man without a winded long explanation? Just because I've let you run things to suit your- | self 4 *Wait! We had our understanding.” | Alnire’s voice wns wound vibrant. “It was my poym for living with you, und you know it. You gave me! the reins to Lus Palmus so that I'd have something t something to live for and think sul, except—your | actions. The ranch has doubled inj value, every penny is accounted for, | and you have more money to spend} on irself than ever before. You huve | no renson to complain Austin crushed his napkin into a Dall and flung from him; with a scowl i himself buck from the table, he shov ( | Tomorrow) Special atten- Phone 329-W LET ME DO YOUR HOUSE AND WINDOW CLEANING | 'Shoshoni Man Stabbed | name county jail as the result of a cutting affray at a saloon in Shoshoni. | LIBERTY LOAN in Saloon Fight Dies In Hospital at Lander LANDER, Wyo., June 9 Charles Burnett is dead and a man ¢‘ving the of Joe Stover is held at the Frost & Frost (Brokers ) OIL STOCKS Casper, Wyoming According to the bartender’s story Purnett was leaning over the bar in a drunken condition. In reply to a a remark addressed to him by Stover he swung feebly at the younger man. Stover then whipped out a knife and ashed Burnett in the stomach. He then walked home where he was found later in the evening by the town r shal. He made no attempt] to get away. Sherif Gaylord return- ed late Wednesday night from Sho- shoni and brought both Burnett and Stover. 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