Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, June 18, 1917, Page 7

oe hie UNS Ceaereht ty Marge © Bruters MEART Gy REX BEACFA Author of “The Spoilers,” “The Iron Trail,” “The Silver Horde,” Etc. THE CASPER “Diablo! He has a way with horses n't he?” Benito grinned. “Now, thai ontrosa is wilder than a deer. The giant herd milled ana eddiea | Fevolvimg like a vast poor or deep ata rage sure Bake Sale For Red Cross. to be in charge of Mrs. Colby ané The ladies of Butler Addition have Mrs. Hurtt. This is one of the many announced that they will hold a bake Opportunities which will be afforded sale for the benefit of the Red Cross the housewife next week to take a on Thursday, June 21, at the Cas per vacation and buy her cakes, breads, a | | = Rae (is | j | | i | | SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I—Set afoot and alone by an) Socident in th desert near the Rio Grande | tress of Las Pal- meets Dave ter hole and t ght there with him, as he is ambush for @ murderer @nd cannot leave his pust. 1I—Next day at evening the | er appears with a companion. CHAP derer but ion, I @ cous' Joue 5 CHAPTER IVv— tells b husband, and inebriety at La Feria, fiscated by’ L general, and she f Ed has been help! Soa RV , A At Las Palmas Alaire E e rebel junta, On her ¥ y to La Feria to 8 ir sd by Ed s to be very friend- Austin, whom he | ly with the Lewis ou CHAPTER XI. The Rodeo. It was with a fecling of some r tance that Dave drove up to Las mas short! y the lunch ly he had no de > meet “Young However, to his relief, Austin di id not appear, and inasmuch as <Alnire did not refer to her husband in any w Dave decided that he must be absent, perhaps on one of his notorious sprees, The mistress of the big ranch was in her harness, having at once assumed her neglected duties. She came to welcome her caller in a short khaki riding suit; her feet were incased in tan boots; she wore a mannish felt hat and gantlet gloves, showing that she had spent the morning in the saddle. Dave thought she looked ex- ceedingly capable and _ businesslike, and not Jess beautiful in these clothes; he feasted his eyes covertly upon her. “I expected you for luncheon,” she smiled; and Dave could have kicked himself, “I’m just going out now. If you're not in too great a hurry to go home, you may go with me.” “That would be fine,” he agreed. “Come, then. I hnve a horse for you. As she led the way back toward the farm buildings, she explained: “I'm selling off a bunch of cattle. Be- nito is rounding them up and cutting out the best ones.” “You keep them, I reckon.” “Always. That’s how I improve the grade. You will see a splendid herd of animals, Mr. Law—the best in south Texas. I suppose you're inter- ested in such things.” “Td rather watch a good herd of stock than the best show in New York,” he told her. When they came to the corrals, an intricate series of pens and chutes at the rear of the outbuildings, Law be- held two thoroughbred horses standing at the hitching rail. “I'm proud of my horses, too,” Alaire. “You have reason to be.” With his eyes alight, Dave examined the fine points of both animals. He ran a ca- ressing hand over them, and they rec- ognized in him a friend. beauties were raised on y blu 3rother and sis- aren’t the: said ter, “Yes. Mon The horse is mine, the Seeing that Dave did not comprehend the full import of her words, she added: “Yours to keep, I mean, You must make another Bessie Belle out of her.” “Mine? Oh—ma’am!” Law turned his eyes from Alaire to the mare, then back again. “You're too kind. I can’t take her.” “You must.” Dave made as if to say something, but was too deeply embarrassed. Un- able to tear himself away from the mare's side, he continued to stroke her shining coat while she turned an intel- ligent face to him, showing a solitary white star in the center of her fore- head. “See! She Is nearly the same color as Bessie Betle.” “Yes'm! I—I want her, ma’am; I'm just sick from wanting her, but—won't you let me buy her? “Oh, I wouldn’t sell her.” Then, as* Dave continued to yearn over the ani- mal, like a small boy tempted beyond his strength, Alaire laughed. “I owe you something, Mr. Law, and a, horse more or less means very little to me.” He gielded; he could not possibly continue his resistance, and in his happy face Alaire took her reward. The mare meanwhile was doubtfully their n mare mie se and Montrosa are | \his mor , nosing her new master, deciding | whether or not she liked hi but when he offered her a cube of sugar, | her uncertainties disnppeared, and they became friends th nd there. He talked to her, too, that would have won any female het {t was horse who |} ider plain to anyone she t htful. n to con v ou iinave Duve nod- m f a witched the cr “You Do Speak Their Alaire Said. Language,” ded silently, and his face was young Then, half to herself, the woman mur- mured, “Yes, you have a heart.” “I beg pardon?” “Nothing. I'm glad you like her.” “Do you mind if I call her something else than Rosa, just to myself?” “Why, she’s yours! Don’t you like the name?” “Oh, yes! But—see!” Dave laid a finger upon Montrosa’s forehead. “She weurs a lone star, and I'd Iike to call her that—The Lone Star.” Alaire smiled in tacit assent; then when the two friends had completely established their intimacy, she mount- ed her own horse and led the way vw the round-up. Dave's unbounded delight filled the mistress of Las Palmas with the keen- | He on, est ple nummed snatches of s ter addressed as much to the mar to his companion, and under it Mont- re romped like a tomboy. It was gratifying to meet with such apprecia- tion as this; Alaire felt warm and friendly to the whole world, and de- cided that out of her abundance she must do more for other people. Of course Dave had to tell of Don Ricardo’s thoughtful gift, and eonclud- ed by saying, “I think this must be my birthday, although it doesn’t fit in with the calendar.” “Don Ricardo has his enemies, but he is a good-hearted old man.” “Yes.” Dave agreed. Then, more grave I’m sorry I let him go across the r r.’ There was a pause. ‘If anybody harms him, I reckon I'll have a feud on my hands, for I'm a grateful person.” “T believe it. loyal.” “I was starved on sentiment when I was little, but it’s in me bigger than a skinned ox. They say gratitude Is an elemental primitive emotion—” why it is so d Alaire, not more laughed, he ire, I can see that you are rare than jest. find it rare?” Dave looked up “Well, you he ave certainly laid Ip a store of it today.” Benito, and his men had rounded up perbups three thou@#and head of cattle when Alaire and her companion ap- peared, and they were in process of | “cutting out.” It was an animated scene, one fitted to rouse enthusiasm (in any plainsman, for the stock was fat and healthy; there were many calves, and the incessant, rumbling complaint of the herd was blood-stirring. The Las Palmas cowboys rode like cen- taurs; the alr was drumming to swift hoofbeats, and over all was the hoarse, unceasing undertone from countless bovine throats. Out near the grub wagon the remuda was grazing, and thither at intervals came the perspir- ing horsemen to change thelr mounts. Benito, wet, dusty and tired, rode ap to his employer to report progress. “Dios! This is hot work for an old mah. We will never finish by dark,” said he, wkereupon Gaw promptly vol- jonteered his services, ‘ “Lend me your rope, Benito.” Dave slid out of his seat and, with an arm around the mare’s neck, whispered into her ear. Rosa answered by nosing the speaker over. with brazen familarity. ‘ | some, ; Smaller herd of choice | were to remain on the ranch, it | kind these | not |the crowding 3, he kept up a chat- | >) nounced swift water.» The bulls were quarrei- the steers were stubborn, anc the wet cows were distra h ane sut of this confusion the « ode following the animals selectea for sep- aration, forcing them out through dust and brush, until they had jomed che animais ¥ was work, the for «& war held ar Law made swift, sweaty, exhausting Mexicans ioved, spectacular aut danger. Dave only nt of self one of them. Alaire sat her horse in the neart o herd and watched the Good riding she v necus: But Law seemed to inspire In spite of the mans un- usual s he rode iike a fenther 1e | was grace and life and youth pversoni- | Ranger. tomea to. fled. Now he sat as erect fn his saddle asa aying 1; aguin he stretchec himself out like a whiplash. Once h¢ Special for the week: 3-foot Zig-Zag Rules 4-foot Zig-Zag Rules __ 5-foot Zig-Zag Rules __ | 6-foot Zig-Zag Rule had begun the work he would no’ ; Chinatand Glaseware stop. . | “I’m Sorry { Killed the Fellow.” ° | All that afternoon the cowboys Phone 601 Phone 601 labored, and toward sundown the de} apna: ig nardly an excuse.” Alalre pleted herd wa to the water P Then: through the cool twilight came Dave ugreed. “Don't the drive to the next pa e, and here account.” jthe patience of the cov I'm not thinking of the con- to the utmost, for as ‘nees to you or to me. You ure | of the herd | f man who can protect him- » Worried, litt ability in that But now thes t 1 little on Jose's noo . account. sl lifted i her si n &® shrug perhaps DE a time wi this question for us.” from) longe-cotled Dave witli gore ronlaedcee GASP rR AI TOR G 1 them up In their arms anc think yo ried yourself enough Ae over he said plitting chy the gate ang) sate ins) naires What's right what's re BRET 1 n't ma r much, nnd sniff and , Which would keep ur until und her own until ¢ x its head § H ining that) ¢nat ; Ww hich it ¢ impat moon Was sv ky Alaire and Da toward I How or wher | Alaire Austin ‘1 that this n loved her, er knew. Cer- tainly she kne ht, and, y. the did not disturt Alaire had been repelled by Luts rio's evident love for her, but) oyrrea a simi had qu eager for trlenaailp, hun tion, starved for that worship whic | r emotion in Hives man’s breast the opposi every woun lives upon. Having a | wholesome confidence in her own | strength of character, and complete} | faith in Law’s sense of honor, she was} neither alurmed nor offended. | For the first time in years she al-) lowed her intimate thoughts free ex-| | pression, and spoke of her hopes, her interests and her efforts; under the spell of the moonlight, she even con-! fided something about those dreams | that kept her company and robbed her world of its sordidness. Dave Law discovered that she lived In a fanciful land of unrealities, and the glimpse gained of it was delightful. it Supper was waiting when they ar- rived at Las Palmas, and Dolores an-! that “Young Ed” had tele phoned from the Lewis ranch that he would not be home. Yielding to a sud- den impulse, Alaire said to her com- panion: | “You must dine with me. | will show you to a room, | ready in half an hour.” The Austin ranchhouse offered a | contrast to the majority of Texas country homes Not for many years had Dave Luw been a guest amid such surroundings, and he began to feel more and more out of place. With growing discomfort, he realized that the mistress of this residence was the richest womun in all this part of Tex- as, and that he was little better than a tramp. Alaire knew how to be a) gracious and winning hostess; of! course she did not appear to notice’ her guest's embarrassment. She had) | rather welcomed the thought that this | man cared for her, and yet, had she tely planned to dampen his! , She could hardly have succeed- ter than by showing him the wide disparity in their lives and situa- tions Dave was dismayed; he felt very poor and ridiculous. Alaire was no longer the woman he had ridden with through the solitudes; her very | friendliness seemed to be a condescen- | sion He did not linger long after they had dined for he wished to be alone, where he could reach an understanding with himself On the steps he waited just a moment for Alaire to mention, if she chose that subject which they had still left open on the night before. Reading his thought, she said: “You are expecting me to say some- thing about Panfilo Sanchez.” “Yes.” “I have thought it over; in fact, I have been thinking about it all day; but even yet I don’t know what to Dolores I will be ga tell you. As for its effect upon my- self—you know I care very little what people say or think.” “I'm sorry I killed the fellow—I shouldn't have done it, but—one sees | things differently out in the rough and ‘ there in the settled country. I can’t) PM |help but feel that his conduct, under! lthe circumstances, called for—what he | got. He wasn’t a good man, in spite | of what Jose says; Anto confessed to me that they were planning all sorta of deviltry together.” | | had it on his lips to an en t chi d nite’s words at the rc her, this Rang with women, The house was very still and empty | when she re-entered it. | ‘yr might not also have a wa5 (Continued tomororw) ‘tinue MERS d “won't you ry hand to see me once in lonesom ‘Dave red. He but at ger whinny and an red into the rd him talki shadows, | B. B. LUMI to the eo Oc- wondered it and she Es : Right Here in Casper Y STORE, with a full you will find a complete STATIONE’ line for Office and Home Why goto the outside and pay Freight and Express besides the delay? We sell UNDERWOOD and REMING- Also all kinds of Office TON Typewriters, Safe Cabinets. Filing Devices. 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