New Britain Herald Newspaper, February 20, 1923, Page 10

(Continued From Our Last Tssue) Panita, she my riding skirt Quiek To another woma she word, “A horse-—Lightning But Lightning steed a little way apart, done a voping Every ounce there was in him he had given Lis master in th AS tgreat ride “Then Red Hut Redeloud, toe was beyond There was nothing left in the all the matchless racers, nothing to serve her in her need Then did Val Ha for a moment her faith and her sanity and all the good courage that had steod by her in these awful days. “Gone she scre He rides the best land—and 1 have nc catch him first She flung her skies and her fac It was pinched and drawr curled from the teeth edstar! Redstar! I flung a her reach wrals of on lose ned, “all gone! in the range Death will arms 1o the 1 o8t its be ¥ the lips had ha just 18 of what she whirling, she sent pealpg the plereing | And half unconscio did, her very reason cupped her hands and out upon the whistle of the two notes, rising ' one falling, that had been wont to Lring the rucer to her in the old days, Far and by it carried in the stillness, far out along the levels, like a clarion call for help. | And hark! silence one What was that, faint | and fine in the distance, that an-| swered its echo? The ringing call of a horse—a running horse—that shook | with speed and rhythm! The shrill | high challenge of—nay, it could not | be the king! Yet the girl's heart | gtoppad to listen Again sh d- came—that ke hig! “Lord God in Heaven!" Hannon, | She held her breath, Along the plain there came a sound—a sound | for which, all these weary months, | she had waited with- a faith that| could not die—the long-roll of the great king's feet, like ‘which there was | none other! | For Redstar, the king, came back to Paradise! Cezme in sfrength and Joy, like winds and waters flowing, leaving behind him the walled-in glade, the slipping miles, and five | astonished watchers at the pass who | had seen a riderless horse shoot by them like a rocket! The girl at the patio’s edge leaned:| forward, straining her eyes to the lighted levels. Up along the open | way he came, a marvelous sight! | Level as a bolt, running like the wind, | his sounding feet a blur beneathvhim, | the great cloud of his mane flowing! back upon his shoulders, his long tail streaming—Oh, the king—the king!— | came home to Paradise! Val Hannon flung herslf upon him | clung to his high-arched neck, pant-| ing with the emotions of the hour | which were almost too deep to bear. | And Redstar stretched his eager nose and smeiled her over from head | to foot, sniffed at her hair, nibbled Yer arm, her shoulder and her flut-| tering hands, He was home again after weary exile-—and this his | beloved! His beloved by nd | the truer proof of scent, and he was beside himself with joy. The whin- rying continued in his thro he | stepped and pushed and nuc the | girl who clung against his breast. Ahd then Fanita came ' running | with a riding skirt—old Juana wi dragging the saddle from Lightning’ back. “Quick!"” too!” It had been long, long Redstar had borne either, but he gteadied at the familiar process, etopped his exeited whinnying. | And once again the Pride of Para- | dise flung out from its shadowed | patio. Once again Val felt the/ mighty shoulders beneath her knees, the great mane blowing in her face! | It had come true, the dim, instinc | tive prophecy that had bidden her wait with patience. It had come true-—and in the hour of her greatest need—the time of her | dire distress The King was under her at last! Redstar, the mighty! With the first tears welling to her aching eyes she leaned down and reached her caressing hands along his reck. | “Sweetheart,” she sobbed “Oh, Sweetheart! You've got the thing I need-—that I have never asked you fnl" —the vastest speed in the rangeland! | 1 ask you for it now! Run—Redstar!| =—run! 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When writ- ing be sure and mention this paper. and again it neighing! said Val | panted Val, ‘“a bridle, | since the THE HERALD ‘The A-B-C Paper i with the A-B-C Want Ads NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERA™D, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 20, 1023, neck-—and hegan the greatest ride that she would ever know Npeed Ah, yes—the had it He had always had it sinee dim days when he great King ever those had smooth eirele behind horses beside him and with many || You Must Drink Something with chering erowds at the rail's edge | that flowed past as he ran He had it==but he had not been ealled upen to give it lately ot since those long [ the Horder FORWARD ALONG h -AND BEGAN THE G AT RIDE SHE WOULD EVER KNOW, SLOUCHE 8 NE with the master in the saddle, Not since those great days when he had been wont to wait in fome thicket— |at some town's horder—for the rush— | the leap——and the getaway—when he lay down to carth and left behind the rancher despoiled— the posse —and the sheriff! He had it—and he gave it now, in joy and gladness. Val Hannon felt MARY PICKFORD i fer dual role of “LORD FAUNTLEROY and DEARE! “in "LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY" Fox’s-—-Thursday-Fridé.y-Saturday< ‘ There is nothing better than LIPTON'S TEA Largest Sale in the World it spring to life in every working muscle, In the rising hum of the drumming feet, in the sting of the keening wind that was beginning to | Nail her cheeks, For the Redstar lay |down to earth once more—and ran-— for a man's life, But where in its clrcle was Velan- trie? Had be left Refugio yet? Others must be pearer the pass than | she. Could she cover the greater | distance ? Only Redstar could an- [swer that—and her heart leaped as | she listened to thdt note of his speed | constantly rising. Far off to her left she saw dim | shapes—and they were riding in the |same direction—all—all were going [toward that ambushed pass! And up from Refugip, in the south- |ern center of the mighty amphithea- [ter, Velantrie must be riding on The Comet! At last, after all these years, The Comet and The Meteor were thundering down the land toward a common goal! Was there anything in all the rangeland that could come {near them in their pride and their |endurance and their wondrous speed? Nothing—save and except that ungainly raw-boned horse moil- in this way and that in the narrowest averting the hand of destiny as long DOINGS OF THE DUFFS i OLIVIA, | WISH You WOULD HAVE THE MA BRING UP THAT LITTLE STAND AND PUT IT HER BESIDE THE BED- | MAY J RIGHT AWAY, WANT MY LUNCH SENT ,\\_\2&" LATER - &% possibie. Tragedy rode at the raw- | hene's tall and comedy as well, for| the Black Princess, swift and exeited, | clung to her thier's side and would | not be begten Waek! The net dvew in. If had been a |wide net, indeed, and though gped horses made it U et it had taken | toll of them The silver Dollar under that grim and quiet rider, Boyee Clen jdenning, was dark with uring | sweal Three miles north the beau- [tiful Silskin van with open mouth Lut ran still strongly-—while a clay bank and a pinte peny at widely di ergegt points kept inside the lessen. ing civele, And in the center, leaving all com- ers on the fringes, Val Hannon en Redstar swept toward the pass— | Velantrie on The Comet elosed in to parallel her, all unconseiously. This | was to be the last ride, the last great fling of Velantrie of the Yorder =-of Don Quixete Velantrie, the some- | time reckless vebber of the rieh, the champion of the poor, As he rode he thought of things—and these thoughts were | sweet with comfort, He had broken the oath, made on his fggher's hody, and he was traitor to his given word, But love had made him traitor- aunl’ who in this world so good a lover as that grand old man had heen? When they met, as Velantrie de- voutly hoped they would, it would be net, giving its best to no avail but clean hands they struck together, and many | The Great American Sweetmeat SAY, LENA, MRS, DUFF 1D -4 HELEN - $ALESMAN $AM WANTS You To TAKE. A LITTLE STAND UP AND ‘PUT T BESIDE HER BED - WiLLYov DO THAT RIGHT AwAY ? SURE, WHERE 1S THE STAND? 1S5 1T HEAVY ? A PAR OF OXFORDS 77~ NES MAM- STeP RIGHT TS WA, PLEASE.— |she touehed the stallien's neck, he could carry & vicher gift to show than that black revenge he had rifice vifice Al the pass thre meore wined the ambuscade—men from the Piying ¥ The aet closed in along the elifin— from north—from south. To the twe viders sweeping eastward in the een- ter, the wall of the olifts rose dark againsl the moon, Soon the leng Ligek arm of that ghastly gsllows tree, that Crag Oak, would stand gre- tesquely against the moen! The &irl's heart ached in her breast and n men had |t i was scarcely damp. Bhe became conscious of a rider on her right, geing straight toward the pass. Bhe strained her eyes and her cars, From behind she could hear the long-roll of running horees— drawing in—drawing in! Was it Velantrie . 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