Evening Star Newspaper, May 21, 1931, Page 38

ROBBERS' ROOST by ZANE GREY Crvmats 5L e e A g A i INSTALLMENT XIV. AYS stood out in front of the cabin, bareheaded, his legs spread apart as if to anchor himself solidly, his hands at his hips, his sandy hair stand- ng up, ruffled like a mane. “Huh! The boss isn't mad. Oh, no!” soliloquized Jim. “Small wonder. Smoky’s outfit has busted loose, or is going to—well, now, I a hunch there's luck in this for me.” Jim turned off into the corral and $ook his time unsaddling. Jim made for the bridge then and crossing, looked up to sce the horses of Smoky’s outfit standing, bridles down, and the riders up on the porch. Jim mounted the steps. Hank Hays sat upon the bench, his shaggy head against the wall, his pale eyes blazing at the row of men lean- ing on the porch rail. Smoky was lighting a cigarette, not in the least perturbed, but his eyes had 2 hard, steelly gleam. Brad Lincoln sat back on the rail, eyeing the chief with a sardonic grin, Mac appeared more than usually ghoulish: Bridges and Sparrow Hawk Latimer betrayed ex- treme nervousness. “Hello, men! What's the mix? I in or out?” returned Jim, sharply. “I reckon you're in,” replied Slocum. *“Hank is the only one thet's out. . . . Hyar, Jim, ketch this.” He drew a dark green bundle from a bulging pocket and tossed it to Jim—a large, heavy roll of greenbacks, tied with a buckskin thong. “Yours on the divvy, Jim,” went on Smoky. “Don’t_count it now. There's & heap of small bills inside an’ if y¢ untie them hyar tr But it's a square divvy to the las dollar.” “That's a hefty roll, Smoky, man to get for nothing,” observed Jim, dubiously. Jim then noticed that a roll of hill&f identical with the one he hdd just re- ceived, lay on the floor, “You double-crossed me!" burst out Hays at length. “Wall, thet’s accordin’ to look at it,” retorted Slocum. came Up at Grand Junction. some of Heeseman's outfit. They're onto us, or will be pronto. Se we jest took a vote, an’ every one of us stood for one big drive instead of small drives. An’ we made it. Your buyers swore they was short of money an’ would* pay $12 a head. Talk about robbers! Wall, I'took thet an’ said I liked it . . .7 “You disobeyed orders.” “Put it up to Jim, hyar. What do you say, Jim?” how you ““Things We seen | ‘Thus lpgeuefl to, Jim addressed Hays polnt-biank: “Smoky's right. If you meant to clean out Herrick that was the way to do it “Aw—shore, you'd side with them.” “I wouldn't do anything of the kind if I thought they were wrong,” retoried Jim, angrily. Here was a chance to | inflame Hays that he jumped at. If the robber could be drawn into a fight, when his own men were againct him, the situation for the Herricks could be made easier for the present.” | “Youd better shet up.” | “I won't shet up, Hays. Some on has to tell you. There's no hand out against you in this outfit. Never heard of & bunch of ridets who'd work llke dogs while | the boss was twiddling his thumbs and talking mysterisus. “I ain't rcady to leave Star Ranch an’ now I'll have to!” “Why ain't you ready?” queried Smoky, curiously. “Our work's all | done. We've cleaned out the ranch, | except for a few thousand head. We've | got the long green. You ought to be tickled to dez'h ough here,” replied the | “I'm not i robber. fo why don't you ask Hays sterjous deal is?” queried | " From a corne erated into a cornered rat. Jim sank |a little in his boots while his upper | museles corded. | _“Hank, what's got into you?” queried | Smoky. | _ “Smoky, the boss is up a tree,” said { Jim, caustically. “He means to rob Herrick_all righ ut that's cnly a blind. It's the girl!” “Thet gold-headed gurl we seen you drivin’ hyar?” .. Herrick's sister.” you, Hank?"” | * Hays had reached his limit and robably, but for Smoky’s mirth, would ave started hostilities. He hesitated, but there was a deadly flare in ‘the eyes he had fixed on Wall. Smoky got between them. “See hyar, Hank. So that’s the deal? An’ you'd do fer pore Jim hyar jest because he's onto you? . . . Wal, if you're so keen as thet to draw on somebody, why, make it me. I staried this. Jim into it. An’ I goin' to let ke it out on him.” Hank Hays came back to him- self. “Jim’s right. you're right” he declared, b I'm bullhead- ed...A'D over Herrick’s sister.” “There. clared Smoky, heartily relieved. “Why And I'm that fellow. THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, didn’t you come thet clean long ago? Neither Jim nor me nor any of us blame you fer admirin’ thet girl. And if you'd gone crazy, an’' dragged her away into the brakes with us, we'd quit you cold.” Hays bent to pick up the roll of bills. “Fall to, men. I've got to do some tall thinkin',” he said. Before they were half finished with their supper Hays entered. “We're shakin' the dust of Btar Ranch tonight,” he sald, deliberately. “Pack up an’ leave at once. I'll come later. If I don’t meet you at Smoky's camp at sunup, I'll met you shore at midday in thet cedar grove above the head of Red Canyon.” No one asked any more questions or made any comments. Whatever they | thought about Hays' peculiar way of |leading his band they kept to them- elves. Jim Wall was not greatly re- eved, still he concluded that Hays | must abandon any plot he might have concocted toward Herrick's sister. At any rate whatever was in Hays mind Jim could not further risk allenating him or his men. Jim would have to ride out with them. If he stayed be- hind to spy upon Hays or frustrate any attempt he might make to call upon the | Herricks, he would have to kill Hays, Dusk was mantling the valley when Jim went out. Under the bench the shadows were dark. From the shelter of the pines he looked for Hays, expect- ing to find him standing guard. But the robber was not on the porch. He was stalking to and fro along the brook, and he was no more watching for Hesseman than was Jim. His bent form, his stride, his turning at the end of his beat, his hands folded behind his back—all attested to the mood of a gloomy, abstracted, passion-driven man. Whereupon Jim repaired to vert, rolled his bed and made a pack of | his other belongings. What to do with the {wo packages of bills, this last of which was large and clumsy for his | pockets, was a puzzle. By dividing the two into four packets he solved it Then he carried his eflects down to t | cabin. All was cheery bustle th The men were glad to get away from Star Ranch. They talked of the rob- “Haw! Haw! So thet’s what's eatin’ | bers’ roost Hays had always promised | o yoc | them, of idle days to eat and drink and gamble, of the long months in hiding. ‘Wal, you all ready?” queried Hays, appearing in the doorway. “Yep, an’ bustin’ to go." | ‘On second thought I'd like one of | you to stay with me. How about you, Latimer?” | " “All right,” declared Sparrowhawk. | In a few more minutes all the men leaving were mounted. The pack ani- ness, straggled up the trail | __“Wait at your camp till sunup,” said Hays, conclusively. “An’ if I'm not thes ’ll meet you about noon shore at the head of Red Canyon.” ‘Without more words or ado Smoky |five riders followed. Once across the ‘Wall looked back. Then he saw a his co- | m Herrick’'s house. An unfamiliar sensation, like a weight of cold lead in his breast, baffled Jim. He knew he was glad never to see Helen Herrick again. The Spring night waxed cold as the hours wore on and the riders took up to the slope. ut midnight Smoky turned the pack animals up the slope into the woods, and after a mile of rough going emerged into an open canyon head. “Hyar we air,” sald Smoky. “Throw thlr;:dl an’ git to sleep. I'll stand first guard.” Evidently the horses were not to be turned loose. Jim overheard Brad Lin- coln offer to bet that Hays would not show up at sunrise. Jim unrolled his bed beside a rock and, pulling off his boots and un- buckling his gun belt, he crawled under the blanket. Crack of ax and Hnmy Jack's volce lerced his slumber, th recognized efore he opened his eyes. The sun was topping the eastern range. Jim sat up, stretched and, reaching for his boots, he gazed around. The camp was an open draw with level floor narrow- ing to a timber belt below. Behind rose shrubbery limestone walls, in a crack of which poured a gush of water. The men were stirring, two around the camp fire and others among the horses, “Wal, long past sunup,” said Slocum as he approached the fire. “Who was it bet Brad thet Hank wouldn't show up?” “Nobody,” replied Lincoln. “Jim, suppose you take your rifie an’ sneak down an’ knock over a deer,” suggested Smoky. Three hundred yards down the slope Jim emerged into the open. There were o riders on the winding, white trail. Stealthily working back into the tim- ber he soon espied two deer about 60 paces’ distant, long ears erect. He killed the buck standing. Upon his return to greeted him with a grin. “How far to Red Canyon?” Jim camp Smoky asked “I don't know. About 15 miles. Don't remember thet heavy grove of ars leadin’ down into a red hole?” |~ “Reckon I do. If Hays joins us there he comes by another trail, ’dm’\n't it? “Ift So you figger he might not? Course he'd come around the moun- tain, or mebbe over another pass. He shore knows trails thet we don't.” | “"Aw, Hank'll show up on time.” | _“Wonder if he staved back to | Heeseman? He hates that rustler, | In less than an hour the riders were on the move down the mountain. Pack- |ing on the deer Jim had slain occa- I dragged | mals, with packs gray against the dark- | sioned a little delay for all, becau | Smoky kept them close together. |the edge of the timber belt he halted | them again while he peeped out to rec- onnoiter. Then he called: “Come hyar, | & couple of you long-sighted feller: |~ They all rode out to join him, where blue on the purple valley floor. “Is Spoke up like & man,” de- | brook all horses took a brisk trot. Jim |thet dust?” ! Most of the riders inclined to the FROM HOME TO HOME IT SPREADS * . 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Far ahead & black fringe of ced: thickened to A grove above a red jagged line, which was the canyon head where the riders had a rendezvous with Hays. ‘When they reached another turn, from wich it was pcssible to look back 5 miles or more Smoky halted while the others caught up. “Jeff, you hang right hyar,” he said, “an’ keep your eyes peeled on the back trail. I aint so shore thet gray patch back on the valley was hagze. It sort of moved to me. An' there wasn't a lick of wind. Wal, from round this corner ycu can easy see the cedar grove where we'll hang up for the boss. An’ if you ketch sight of any more'n a couple of riders on the back stretch you come ridin' hell bent fer election, Don't stay long after noon.” Perhaps another 5 miles down the slope lay their objective, to which they headed. The gait was slowed little, if anything, yet in somewhat over an hour the riders arrived at the cedars. 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