New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 1, 1922, Page 5

BEGIN HERE TODAY NDERS, accompa pursuit bler, and his Dave stolen hix pet pony Alapl, they Miller and Doble have Chiquito, jes D, da Crawford, the owner of the D Bar mployes met val rancl and Dol thoy Dave THE STORY GO ON WITH a head of the lost itself in the darkness of the hall He was sure that he heard low volce: behind a closed door. Never before had Dave beneath the step, himself. 1If Steelman or his His foot left the last tread and the uncarpeted floor. As he forward his stomach muscles ened, him. He put his eye to the keyhole. Ad Miller was sitting a-straddle a chair, his elbows on the back. Another man one not visible to the was announcing a decision and ing an order. “Hook up the horses, Shorty. All right. I'l get the durn will or won The range-r tinet answi Antiseptic, Pleasing, Soothing The penetrating odor of cam- rhor blended with those of other healing oils make Minard’s Liniment extremely pleasant to inhale. 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IN PAINTERS AND DECORATORS 267 Chapman Street TEL. 765-12 Lstimates cheerfully given on all {obe a T TG BRING HOME THE OYSTERS FROM HONISS’S ALWAYS FRESH 20-30 State Street Hartford l'elephone 3374—3375 confed- believes that ot iter of Imerson Lazy yee with foul a stairway which ran down to the first floor and noticed that stairs creaketl and groaned so loudly pressure of a soft foot- He did not hide the truth from men found him here looking for Crawford he would never leave the house alive. found moved tight- At any moment someone might come out of the room and walk into cowpuncher, giv- He's got hig neck bowed and he won't sign. fool up in the hills and show him whether he ler grumbled an indis- Dave did not make out 0107 by WILLAN MACLEOD RAINE: QL RIS R RVED = inted by Permission of and by special gandement with, M Cnpany the words, and his interest in conversation abruptly deased, I'or from upstairs there came sudden sounds of trampling feet, of bodies thrashing to and fro in con- flicty, A revolver shot barked its sin- ister menace Dave rose to go. At the same time the door in front of him was jerked open, He pushed his forty-five into Miller's fat ribs. “Stick up yore up!™ The boy was backing along the pa sage as he spoke, He reached a newel post in that second while Mil- ler was being flung aside by an erup- tion of men from the room. Like a frightened rabbit Dave leaped for the 1King them three at a time v up he collided with a man flying down. hey came together with the hea impact of fast-moving bodies. Sanders rose like a rubber ball. The other man lay still. Dave's head had struck him in the solar plexus and knocked the breath out of him. The young cdwpuncher found himself the active center of a cyclone. His own revolver was gone. He grappled with a man, seizing him by the wrist to prevent the use of a long-barreled Colt. The trigger fell, a bullet flying through the ceiling. Dave clung close to the man he had seized, using him as a shield against the others, The pack swayed down the hall into the wedge of light thrown by the lamp in the room. A jagged pain shot through his head. He stumbled and went down. Heavy boots kicked at him, It seemed the the hands—stick ‘em THE TRIGGER FELI, A BULLET FLYING TURU'I'GI{ THE CEILING. to him that bolts of lightning were zigzagging through him. The pain ceased and away into a sea of space. CHAPTER VII. Bob Hart waited till his friend had disappeared into the house before he moved. ! He, too, examined his gun before he followed Dave through the dormer window and passed into the frowsy bedchamber. None of the details of it escaped his cool, keen gaze, least he floated of all the sawed-off shotgun in the corner., “That scatter gun might come handy. Reckon I'll move it so's I'll know just where it's at when 1 need it,” he said to himself, and carried the gun to the bed, where he.covered it with a quilt. He was about to open the door when someone spoke. He recognized the voice. It belonged to the man who wrote his pay checks, and - it came from an adjoining room. “Always knew you was crooked as a dog's hind laig, Doble. Some day I'll certainly hang yore hide up to dry for yore treachery.” “No use to get on the peck, Em. Maybe you'll need a friend before you're shet of Brad." “It relieves my mind some to tell you what a yellow coyote you are,” explained the cattleman. Bob tried the door. turned in his hand and slowly opened inward. The rattle of the Jlatch brought George Doble’s sly, shifty eye round. The crook jumped to his feet, tug- ging at his gun. Before he could fire, the range-rider had closed with him. The puncher caught his right arm. The deflected bullet pinged through a looking-glass on a dresser near the foot of the bed. One hundred and sixty pounds of steel-muscled cowpuncher landed on his midriffi and the six-shooter went clattering away to a far corner of the room. Bob dived for the revolver, Doble for the door. A moment, and Hart had the gun. But whereas there had been three in thé room there were now but two. A voice from the bed spoke in curt command. “Cut me loose.”” Bod had heard that voice on more than one round-up. It was that of Emerson Crawford. From below came the sound shot, the shuffling of many feet. Crawford stretched his cramped muscles, flexing and reflexing his arms and legs. “We'll drift down and sit in."” Softly the two men padded down the stair treads and moved along the passage. “Who's that?” demanded thrusting his head into the . v right there or I'll shoot.” Oh, no, you won't,” answered the cattleman evenly. ‘“There’'ll be no ghootin'—unless I do it."” His step did not falter. e ___________J The the knob door of a Shorty, hall. He moved STARTING SUN. FOX’S ‘SATURDAY NIGHT’ Cecil B. De Mille’s Best NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD.‘WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 1, 1922, forward, brushed Shorty aside, and strode into the midst of his enemies. There Is something about a strong man unafraid more potent than a company of troopers. Such a man was Emerson Crawford now. His steady gray eyes swept the circle, rested on each worrled face, and fastened on Brad Steelman Steelman laughed uneasily, “Well, I reckon you've kinda upset my plans, Em, 'Course I was a-cod- din’ you, I didn't alm to hurt you none, though I'd ‘a’ liked to have talked you outa the water-holes," The big cattleman ignored this ab- solutely, “Have a team hitched up right away. Shorty will 'tend to that. Bob, tie up yore friend's hald with a handkerchief," Hart thrust his revolver back into its holster, He was willing to trust Crawford to dominate this group of lawless foes, everyone of whom held some deep grudge against him. “You'll drive us, Steelman," nounced Crawford, “Me!" screamed the leader of other faction. ‘““You got the nerve 1 ever did see.' “You'll drive the cattleman peated steadily, The weak spot in Steelman's lead- ership was that he was personally not game, “Oh, well, what's it matter? We can talk things over on the wa Me, I'm not lookin' for trouble none,” he said, his small black eyes moving restiessly to watch the effect of this on his men. CHAPTER VIIIL Joyce came flying to her father's arms. She threw herself at Crawford with a moaning little sob. “Oh-Dad ..".-% Dad', 5 . Dad!" cried, and her slender arms round his neck. “You're not . . . through her tears. “Not none. Never was huskier. But I got a boy out here that's beat up some. Come in, Dave—and you, Bob." : Dave was up and ready to say good-by within forty-eight hours. He was still a bit under par, a trifie washed-out, but he wanted to the road in pursuit of Miller and Doble, who had again decamped in a hurry with the two horses they had stolen. “They Canon way, an- the most re- she went hurt,” she begged had the brones hid up Frio I reckon,” after they hole up in some mountain pocket.” “Might. Le's take a whirl at anyhow,” urged Dave. ‘‘Hate to give up your paint hoss, don’t you?”" said Bob with his friend- ly grin. “Ain’t blamin' you none whatever, I'd sleep on those fellows' trail if Chiquito was mine.” ‘When Joyce was in the room where Dave lay on the lounge, the young man never looked at her, but he saw nobody else. What took him by the throat was her goodness. She was enshrined in his heart as a young saint. The sweet- ness of her affection for rough Em Crawford, the dear, maternal tender- ness with which she ruled her three- year-old brother Keith, motherless since the week of his birth, the kind- ness of the luminous brown eyes to the uncouth stranger thrown upon her hospitality: Dave treasured them all as signs of angelic grace, and they played upon his heart strings disturbingly. “Yes, we all want you to come back,” she said with a charming smile. “I think you saved father's life. We can't tell you how much we owe you. Can we, Keith?"” He shifted awkwardly to the other foot, flushing to the hair while he buried her soft little hand in his big freckled one. The girl showed no shyness. Seventeen is sometimes so much older than twenty. fmerson Crawford sauntered in, big and bluff and easy-going. “Hit- tin' the trail, boys? Hope you find the thieves. They're treacherous devils. Don’t take no chances with ‘em. I left an grder at the store for you to draw on me for another pair of boots in place of those you lost in the brush, Dave. Get a good pailr, son. They're on me."” | (Continued in Our Next Issue) it STAMFORD H. S. WINS Stamford, Feb. 1.—The Stamford High school five defeated the Wilmington, (N. C.) High school PIMPLY?WELL, DON TBE People Notice It. Drive Them ff with Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets A gimply face will not embarrass you much longer if you get a package of Dr. Edwards' Olive Tablets. 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Rear Adrimal Mark Bristol, Amer- ican High Commisssioner, is honor- ary chairman of the societ In an inaugural address, he expressed the explained | hope that this movement marked the| Hart. “We're not liable to find them |Deginning of an effort that might re-| sult in great good in this part of the world. He said that the association would be dedicated to a study of the art of cultivating friendly relations, social, religious, commercial and pol-| itical between individuals, commun- ities and nations. It was a big task he added. IN IRISH OLYMPIAD Chicago, Feb. 1.—Preparations to send a football team and athletes to Dublin to compete in the Irish Olym- piad this summer are being made by the Irish American A. C. of Chicago. | For Raw Sore Throat At the first sign of a raw, sore throat rub on a little Musterole with your fingers, It goes right to the spot withagentle tingle, loosens congestion, draws out sorcness and pain. Musterole is a clean, white ointment made with oil of mustard. It has all the strength of the old-fashioned mus- tard plaster without the blister, Nothing like Musterole for croupy children. Keep it handy for instant use. 35and 65 cents in jars and tubes; hospital size, $3. BETTER THAN A MUSTARD PLASTER _PALACE— SUNDAY NIGHT “MOLLY 0” 8 Reels of Joy '8 ] et rate per 1,000 being only 33, while | Amsterdam, Holland, had a rate of 42, Stockholm, Sweden, 47, and Cop- |enhagen, Denmark, 48 | Compared with these, London's rate |of 93 appears high but Wigan, an limportant industrial town in Lanca- |shire, has a rate of 125, and Berlin 146, No town in |cord as B ing to offic of every the age Furope has such a re bay, India, where, \l figures, 630 babies out 1,000 die before they reach of 12 months, accord- COUPLE. FOUND DEAD. Carbon Monoxide Kills Man and Wife in Their Home, Poisoning Rutherford, dore Doremu wife, Rebecca, | found yesterday apartment in carhon monoxide couple had been dead about twelve hours when found. They had lived alone in the house for the last two weeks, the occupants on the ground|d floor being away. It is believed that they lighted the gas stove and range yesterday aft- lernoon because of the cold. They {sat in the kitchen and apparently | went to sleep in their cha The burning gas consumed all of the oxygen in the room causing them to become unconscious. A neighbor, not seeing them about went to the house and found them. Feb. 1.—Theo- ars old, and his rs old, were fternoon in their Rutherford from poisoning. The i | TO COMPETE. Revelstoke, B. C., Feb. 1.—Three world champions and many other ! notable ski jumpers will compete in | the eighth annual tournament of the | Revelstoke Ski club on Revelstoke | hill, Mount Revelstoke national park, | Tuesday and Wednesday, February 7 land S. 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