New Britain Herald Newspaper, March 13, 1922, Page 5

\W/ILLIAM PATTERSON WHITE o9 by b Little Brown and Goupiry CHAPTER T, “But why don't you de something, BN ?" demanded Sam = Prescott's pretty daughter, Bill Wingo looked at Miss Prescott In injured astonishment, “Do somae- thing?" he repeated, ““What do you want me to do?" “You make me tired, Bill. Here you've got a claim and a little bunch of cows. Instead of working like a man you loaf like a—a—" “Like a loafer,” he prompted, “Bill, can't you understand that I like you, and-—" “Lasily,” he grinned, "“Of you like me. You'll have to me, I'm afraid, Sally Jane." “T will, will 1? And you're afraid, are you? You big, overgrown, lazy lummox. 1 wouldn't marry you ever."” “1 know you mean well, Sally Jane, and—" “And it's none of my business? You're quite right, Bill—but can't you see I'm talking for your own good?" “Sure, yes. My pa used to talk just like that before he'd go out be- hind the corral with a breeching- strap in one hand and my ear in the other. 1 uséd to hurt most unpleas- ant for two-three days after. Old times, old times, ow, I take it you were never licked, Sally Jane. That was a mistake. You should have been— What? You don't mean to spy you're going home? And we were getting along so nicely too. Well, it willful must, she must. I'll hold your horse for you." He watched her ride the side of Linny's Hill. The view from Linny's Hill was all that could be desired, At the base of tke hill the Golden Bar-Hillsville trai) led the eye westward to where Golden Bar, a collection of toy houses, each one startingly clear in that rarefied atmosphere, sprawled along the further bank of Wagor K River. g Crocker county, 400 miles long by 800 miles wide, bounded on the east by the Wagonjack, ran well up into the Medicine Mountains. Political pickings in Crocker were consistently good. Crocker laws, pro- vided the suspected person or per- sons were friendly with the county officials, were not administered with undue severity. Coarse work was never tolerated, naturally; but if one were judicious and a good picker, one could travel far and profitably. Crock- er was, as counties go, fertile ground for easy consciences. Bill Wingo watched the moving pencil end that was Miss Prescott. Anolher pencil end was riding the same trail—away from Golden Bar. Bill Wingo intently scrutinized the wayfarer from Golden Bar side. “Looks like Jack Murray's sorrel,” he mused. “If they stop, it's Jack.” The pencil ends drews together at the lower end of the grove. They stopped. “Shucks,” Mr. Wingo muttered mildly. “I never did like that man.” o Said the first pencil end to the sec- ond pencil end, “Hello, Sally Jane.”" ““Morning, Jack."” “I'll ride along with you.” “All right. At times I've know you to he amusing, Jack."” @ He spurred alongside and turned in his saddle to stare at her. “Is that all I'm good for—to help pass the time?” “What else is a man good for?" “Qon’t be so flip, Sally Jane. You know—" He stopped short. She waited a moment. Then, I know what?"” *"You know I've been loving you a long, long time,” he said abruptly. “I didn't want to tell you till I had something to offer you bhesides my- self. Apd now I've got something— Rafe Tuckleton has promised to make me sheriff.” *'I thought the voters usually de- cided such things,” said she. He laughed cynically. “Not in Crocker. Well, what do you say?" She looked at him coolly. *“What is this—a proposal?"” “Don’t you understand?” he said earnestly. “Don't you understand that I love you, Sally Jane? And I want you.” Sally Jane continued to him. “I understand that you want me,” she told him calmly. “Why not? My type appeals to your type, that's all. Appeals physically, T mean. You'd like to possess me, but you don't love me, Jack Murray.” “I'm gonna marry you," he sisted. Jamming his horse against hers he pinioned both her hands with his right, swung his left arm round her waist and crushed her gasping against his chest. She struggled; but he was a man, and strong. Forcing the back of ‘the hand that confined her ' two hands under her chin, he tilted her head up and backwards. Once, twice and again he kissed her mouth. “There,” he muttered, releasing her g0 abruptly that she almost fell out of the saddle and only saved herself by catching the saddle hérn with both hands. “There, I've heard you boast- ed that no man had ever kissed you. Well, you're kissed now, and you won't forget it in a hurry.” Had she had a gun, she would have ghot the man. But she did not have a gun—nor any other weapon. She had even .dropped her quirt some- where. ——— SRR S BRING HOME THE OYSTERS FROM HONISS’S ALWAYS FRESH 20-30 State Street Hartford Telephone 3374—3375 course marry away along look at per- “Oh!" she cried, striking her fists together, “ONW! T could Kill you! You dog! You beast! IPaugh!" Here she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and wiped her hand on her horse's mane, “Here, stop crying,” he directed, stretching forth an arm and leaning toward her, At that she came alive with start- ling suddenness and with a full armed sweep scored his cheek with her finger nails from temple to jaw She snatched her horse around with a jerk and flew homeward at a gallop. CHAPTER TI. “We gotta be careful,” Tom Driver, the local justice of peace, “Careful is our middle name," Rafe Tuckleton said reassuredly. “1 s'pose you mean give the people a square deal then,” sncered Ielix Craft, “If he does, he's craay, lanky citizen named Shindle. O'Gorman grinned a wide smile, *“No, I ain't crazy, but givé 'em a square deal alla “He is crazy," declared Shindle. YA square deal,” repeated O'Gor- man. “A square deal—for us." “I thought so,” nodded plump Sam Larder, speaking for the first time since the beginning of the discussion, “A square deal—for us. Let's hear it, Tip.” . “A sheriff vwith a ring in his nose,” explained O'Gorman. “One of themselves, for instance?" said plump Sam Larder, locking his hands over his paunch. “To tell the truth. I'd more than half promised the job to Jack Mur- ray,"” remarked Rafe Tuckleton. “Who you got in mind?" “Bill Wingo," Dead silence for a space. 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Cereda said the leases will be designed to put much of the most valuable grain tand in Russia tempor- arily in the hands of foreign capital- ists. JAMMING HIS HOR AGAINST HE PINIONED BOTH HER HANDS AND CRUSHED HER AGAINST HIS CHEST. der and whistled lowly. switched to Tip. “Are you sure, Tip,” inquired Sam Larder, “that Bill Wingo is the breed of horse that will always drink when you lead him to water? Tip O'Gorman nodded his guaran- tee of Mr. Wing's pliability of char- acter. “Bill is too easy going and good natured to do anything eclse.” Rafe Tuckleton leaned back in his chair and stared dubiously at Tip O'German. “All right for Bill, but how about Tom Walton?" “I'll bite,”” Tip averred “How about him?" “Nothing, oh, nothing a-tall. Only Tom Walton has been one too many round here for a long time."” “He does talk too much,” admitted Tom 'Driver, his bright little eyes fixed on Rafe Tuckleton. “Walton's gotta be stopped.” “How?" Thus Tip “There are ways, “Let's hear your Ili'l Tip O'Gorman. Every man of them listened intent- ly to the Tuckletonian plan. As plans go it was a good plan. Procuring an assassin to do the dirty work is always a good plan. Rafe knew a gunman, named Slike, in a neighboring territory. For $250, ac- cording to Rafe, Dan Slike wouldl Sam's eyes blandly. snarled Rafe. plan,” said murder anyone. “Can he do it?’* doubted Tom Driv- er, “We all know how slow Tom Wal- ton is on the draw,” sneered Rafe. “If Slike don't plug Walton three times before he can draw, I'll eat my shirt.” “That sounds well,” said Tip O'Gor- man, eyeing Rafe with frank disgust. “But, somehow, T don't like the idea of having Walton Killed.” “Whatsa matter with manded the originator of the “Losing your nerve?" Tip O'Gorman’s expression did not alter in the slightest. He gazed upon his questioner as if the latter were a new and interesting specimen of insect life. “Gentlemen,” Felix Craft put in hurriedly. “Tip's right. None of us want to hurt Hazel, and—" Entered then Jack Murray, wear- ing a set smile across his scratched face. He nodded to the assemblage, sat down jauntily on the edge of the table and brought out the makings. “Well!” he said, his eyes on Rafe Tuckleton. “Well, 1 suppose you've got the ticket all made up.” “Just about,”” nodded Rafe. “What prize did 1 draw “A large, round goose-egg,” Skinny Shindle answered for Rafe with malice. “Who you figurin’ on running in my place,” Murray drawled, his dark gaze on the cigarette “Bill Wingo." The man slid to his fect. “Bill Wingo,” he repeated. “Bill Wingo, huh? Well, this is a surprise.” Without another word he left the room, closing the door behind him very gently. When he had gone Tip O'Gorman threw a whimsical glance at Rafe Tuckleton. “I'd feel better if he'd slammed you?" _de- idea. that door,” sald Tip O'Gorman. Continued in Our Next Issue. AUTOMOBILE Mi. 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