The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 17, 1922, Page 13

FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 17, 1922. GUNSIGHT PASS BY WILLIAM MacLEOD RAINE by William Macleod Ratna and by special All rights reserved. Printed by Arrangement With Meughton Miffite Company (Continued Prom Yesterday) need to them, Likely none of} ER NXIv |tem. it 1 didn't know better Id Shorty t rome one had been giv a Tt was a surprise to Dave to dis |dance here, the way the ground is se Steve had got m was his own old favor rhe pinto knew him. H 1 this by putting him thru/a still larger one Both of these at some of Dis old tricks. tempts failed Crawford rode a bay, larger than | The sheriff's posse has milled & bronco, The oll prospector was|°Ver the whole ground so thoroly Astride | rangy roan. He was no/ We can't be sure, Maybe they left t asf &@ perpetualmo | “elr horses farther up the hill and ationalist the old wild.) Walked back to them," Dave has | horseman tion conve catter broke records. He was a | arded short barrel of a man, with «mall Now, san. ‘This job was planned eyes set clove together, and he made |reful. Now the boldups didn’t a figure of fun perched high up in| ther they'd have to the sactdle k getaway or not. Th ne boss hold-up wasn't no giad he explained He out of sight agi get ete A Paw gr tho | "Why not tn the ary ditch back of the cottonwoods?" asked Dave ©’ course we couldn't see h behind the mask. Blue mask it} face ; with a flash of light was, made outa @ bandanna band: |) bn teh cae at him, but at kerchief, Well, rightaway I knew | A ook his head. “I reckon not somethin’ was Hable to pop, for old © sand and clay there the hoofs Harrigan, scared to death, kep’ « Pr on ct hand Plain.” goin’ just the sama Maybe he/ 4... = ‘ ao 7. hadn't sense enough to stop, as the ms going to be fellow says. Maybe hé didn’t want | ‘"S > to. Bang-bang! I reckon Tim was| - @ead before he ‘hit the ground./ They lined us up, bat they didn't} take a thing except the gold and) 0°. one Chicago fellow's wateh. Then} a harness and pint for Waris -GAI den.” maenumes cous How do you know they made for the hills?” asked Dave. Well, they naturally would. Any-| how, they lit out round the Bend. |"... I hadn't lost ‘em none, and t wasn't |, ny a a agg way, any lookin’ to seo where they went | “wren so as to recch Not in this year of our Lord. Im | 4.04 oo inn the Guchee nn right careless at times, but not ? rb enough so to make inquiries of |fuu® °f the hold-up,” guemed Craw read agents when they're red say | t killin’, [ been told I got no termt-| nal facilities of speech, but it's a fact I didn't chirp from start tolug an alist when ther nent on, finish of the hold-up. 1 wae pm i hed ies uate gle reticent.” Ty, and to ge ‘The prospector’s words flowed on. | \\ “No, sir, When a man has got You the drop on me I don’t alm to argue]; (. with him. Not none. Tim Harri- gan bad notions. Different here. I've done some rough -housin’. When @ guy puts up his dukes I'm there.| ce. of the Terigation a Qnct down tn Sonora I slammed 8b too, t fellow so hard he woke up among] y.,. strangere. Fact. I dont make l eral claims, but up at Carbondale the say I'm some ripsnorter when I get | outiaves goin’ good. I'm aqulet. I don't £0) jena: around with a chip on my shoulder Sean te dive Ud iainstuasen It's the quiet boys you want to 100K | for the purwuit . out for. Am I right? | nce aT le ToT rawford gave a little snort of! vo, iske the right Dees laughter and covered it hastily With | Crawford. “We's oak te fine ® cough. | they left the dite.” wane: In front of the riders a group of cottonwoods lifted their branches at | pin9, & sharp bend in the road. Just belts find the fore they reached thie turn a bridge | three men traveled crossed a dry irrigating lateral. era,ind Cenwterd had “Atter Harrigan had been shot Tlon every foot of the we came to the ditch for some water,| “Chances are they didn’t it got started?” pean—-?* mean they might have ar leas chance of being seen,” differcd Dave. “Crooks Itke them case they should be see |hole up when in trouble.” enough close to the lat doubt had chrefully ob fellow wants water; none there. It'8|fellows knew their business, rainin’ rivers; the ditch {s runnin’|they wore playin’ safe. strong. There's & eermon for a| Dave pulled up. He went down on Preacher,” aid the prospector. hie knees and studied the grou: The cattieman nodded to Dave|then jumped down into the di “1 noticed she was dry when I nhc erossed higher up on my way out. But she was full with water when I saw her after I had been up to rf. xamined the b ed Dick Grein's.* one outstretched hand the young “Funny,” commented Sandera.|man held him back “Nobody would want water to irri “Just a minute. I want Mr. Craw gate at this season. Who turned | ford to see this be it’s touched.” | the water in? And why?" } The old cat “Beats me,” answered Crawford. |#ide of the canal. The clay nan exA: we “But it don’t worry me any. I've} Where a sharp hoof had reached for g0t troubles of my own.” j@ footing, missed, and pawed down| They reached the cottonwoods, |the bank. Higher up was the faint and the oil prospector pointed out/™ark of a shoe on the loose rubbie to them just where the stage had | #* the e been when the bandits first ap} “7 peared. He showed them the bush-| nd which the robbers | f two horses strik had stepped, the place occupied by | * angie from the the passengers afier they had been|W"Fd the mouth of a b lined up, @nd the course the hold-ups after the re “The coach must have j €4 to move downhill when bers jumped out from the bushes suggested Dave. “Sure enough. ‘That's probably howcome Tim to make a mistak He figured he could give the horses the whip and make a getaway. The | hold-up saw that. He had to shoot to kill or lose the gold. Bein’ as he was a cold-blooded killer he shot.” | serine orders. Mo’ tatty’, “hee “Yes. Tim knew what he wesitnomas This ia serious busines doing. He took a chance the hold-| now. We're in ener ups wouldn't shoot to kill. Most of! have got to soft-foot it ‘em won't, That was his mistake.| ‘The threes men left the footpath If he’d-seen the face behind that | where it dipped down ir mask he would have known better,” owed the rim said Dave. thru a b word quartered over the "he asnented. | were both larger than broncos. Or |ahoes, badly worn, was brok | part of it gone on the J ide. The riders were taking no pains appar y to hide their course, N on the full ditch to |they relie out pursuit, The trail led thru the canyon over a divide beyo: a stall grassy va a to a bare t ground. “Just like I thought, Dave © othe Applegate and his posse have been guich of here and stomped out any tracks | , > the v th rs left. No way of tellin'| Back of these a log cabin squ which of all these footprints be-'on the slope. One had to be alr ADVENTURES OF THE TWINS Clive Roberts Barton FOG TOWN There were many other places bag | 7 Mistland, and Nancy and Nick miss-|W8ys # nuisance Usua is kind. ed none of them, thanks to the kind veg poor angen Mendig ‘ , ness of Buskins and Scootalong. {to be minding his man s and The queer little train 1 next enera at F Town, where were ance to bagn with the thick e# have und tying the tops wit n he's ' o} “I thought fog was sort of a nuis aid Nancy. “When we're out | ries are.” Pples rh t | After that they visited Winter alwa ‘Oh, Town, where the snow fairies lived 1’ becau he can't see where | but it was closed for the mason and . all the houses ¥ oarded up. The | snow fairies were having a vacation, | WEALTH THE SEGRET OF = fi"s epi Suni the la wns in ATTRACTION jai ; v ot on Women of today depend a good deal lon nee ‘ the ro. wiedge hem look ne and - arm fair ine will make “ © tham cos For nearly fifty years American| you would like to visit, 1 am sur omen b relied upon this roo jIt is Smoke Land herb medicine to relieve their ail | (To Be Conti ued) ments.—Advertinement, (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) , ON MY INCOME TAX © ALL YOU SMART LADS KNOW ABOUT INCOME | ‘They made a wide circle to try to pick up the trail wanted, and again have thelr horees handy, but pt knew the| itled before d to have the water turned nto the datera to wipe out their “Til be dawged if you ain't on a ford. “And if they knew that, why | wouldn't they ride either up or down the ditch and leave no tracks} upon If before it could be seen. Ite DP. because in the hills there's |tack door looked down upon tho en an tix The « . In A} looked at each other without verbal f the gold comment. A menage better r rung the bell, son. Up It's an instinct of an outlaw to make for the hills where he aan her. ‘This looked like the haunt of rustlers. Hor © corral, Dave slid from the end. ‘The trailers scanned closely the “I'm going to have a look at thone but apparently none of them led down into the bed of it. The 1 their tracks at this place ed down a rough face of rock, and His gla The ditch was climbing Inte the sigeageing up draws tn order most even grade. The slowly, for Sand. | to read sign | ew thru the alr and settled down upon t | leave det she was dry as & whistle. Eve?) the diteh ull o heard the water notice how things are that way? A/comin’,” the cattleman said. “Theee Feottly rea }up one of the front An the cabin and stretched in a long 4 pressed forward. With| ned the You—just now. Step right out he ground above showed | ft about a mile distant. The horses + [of them was shod. One of the front | and ad been expectin and down into fe At the summit Crawford gave} puntry and| horty A r Some day—-not know.” Crawford| Dave 1 turned to (Continued Tomorrow) OU: R BOARDING JING HOUSE "G'WAN AN! LET er ¥ ME Be !* I DoNT NEED YoUR HELP { \S THAT ITS SOME TIME AFTER MIDNIGHT! a canyon. This was fenced * to make a corra: man and the cowpuncher put words flashed from one to the * were drowsing sleepily in and spoke to Crawford in a low on,” ht aid, unfast ning his cided. He b «a rifte pommel ave walked and slid down the of the steel hillside, clamb- wed into the corral the horses. It found n gelding hod, a rang cowpuncher’s rope whined rulers of th went al. ‘The a formal ered tamely, Dave , atroked the neck ing word and exam. ined the shoe. Thix was badly worn, and on the left side part of it had broken off. n came to the back door of oe came down sol and fr Leave and save trouble.” f squat cowpuncher’s eyes back to the aspens and found » the owner of the D Bar Lazy “Wha'dya want?’ he growled right else in the house?” all be luckier if you tell the th th I'm tellin’ it p forward and | The » him t That y uy I'm goin’ . hard: was, There had been r his partner a ting, he knew that Crawford | St a dre me kil dry as a} anted to shout out to the n ho | der might be inside not to shoot at any| “We'll But he was a game and al | wer ffian. He would not « bi nm | Here federate’s chance by betraying him. | wa aid nothing, the man might | dently realize t ituation, and slip | wa y unobserved lers t the man’s gun and) the s hand over his thick body to | did sure he had no concealed wh ying to back away. You! jeered r me, step by step, so | whethe wid touch you with the | Maybe wed him as directed. th» air. His captor | and n in @ line between him and |and et door. That man swung down from! “Wh ure we'll ‘light and|fixed u come in, Short you first, I'm} “whe » heels with gun pokin'| “I was Don't ma mis-| This any You'd never have time to ex-| way room was empty, ecept for) with three men now enterir ou live bere, Shor asked | himee wf | tota » answer was sulky and | seen . was im at hin snapped the cattleman. | For a Mine, too, I'l bet @ dollar, If Man coming up from the creek." ne * in these hills you} Cr r What about Polly amd [Paul By Zoe Beckley (Copyright, 1922, by The Seattle Sar) CHAPTER XIV—“THE REALLY SMART “Well, upon my word, so here you, Violet Naughty man to run off the | nerve with your ous bride the | against letting ‘ou did, ut seeing whether | morn luggage was attended to or not!|as if he }iut I forgive you. What have you! “We'w [been doing SEATTLE BY AHERN ITSAYS SOMETHING E 7 "BOUT LOSSES DURNG DONT TAX TH’ NEAR PUT Down NOUR BRAIN TH AMOUNTORTAX 4 TRYINTO DOPE meray ony fT OUT WILKY tf» ef ARE YGONNA DEDUCT FoR EXPENG SESH! PENCILS AN PAPERP YOU USED UP WW ||TRYIN'TO FIGUR (You sav) dl (7 weke ey (= “Noma te DEPENDIN’ ON ME (| FOR SUPPORT 1S A E. INCOME TAK STICKS “TIGHTWAD" WILKY =e THE OLD HOME TOWN Q $9 yp oo wn ne: OUGHT To \ Be Aan NTH’ LAW i | “STUPID” STEWART WAS MISTAKEN FoR THE DUMMY THAT STANDS IN FRONT OF GOLDSTANS CLOTHING STORE. | BELIEVE WHILE VM HERE ALONE LL TAKE SORT OF AN INVENTORY OF HER WARDROBE ! “THE PLACE SEEMS DESERTED! HELEN IS DOWN EXERCISING THE FAMILY PockETBooK! 1 SUPPOSE FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS” OF COURSE . WELL, ALEK SAID You DID AN' T Moucur MANGE TT WUL Bcause AFYS Th BRIGHTEST eR Bov IN ScHooL 7 DoNou UKE ALFY KELLEQ RETTERN You j “Maybeso. short cowpunc began Don't $ ranchman in a m in his tracks. His | voice He| “Why not ain't it? Doesn't ee 602 MIDNIGHT “I had found the that were a hundred-fc eemed about to } I could only think the lone Indian or may sleep by the white is band of fifty mounting his horse was off again in the cold dark. I went into the ad off ahd destroy the a still, then, and] jay my t the rudi the critters and plumb lonesome yesterday business of yours, avy-set cowpunct f to a chew of tobace ’ Crawford thrust © wanted to have} what I had prepa « defiant eyes met his. | aback ¥ post outside in bh before the fire. “And still my husband was | pone but one business.” Back in that corner Prove it! retorted | you st “Little: white 8 er ted oon as he des Itallens and the love.|sees there! Come on,’ let me show and the shop win-| you wonderful cafe g0 poking round amor and Paris upon my word waiter for the bill i) wants to see Violet, trot out your Worths and ays call it} Let's ls, for 1 don't} As they ducke king at the Made {ieine and the Flower Market and the | wouldn't come pretty Jewels and gowns one | Souls, SHE COMES HOME AND TELLS ME ~ PAGE 13 BY STANLEY a SS Sis Her Choice nd he Jaid his gun at my feet, then he took his ammunition and laid it across the gun. Then he put his big knife on the top of = ‘Now? he said, smiling, His eyes looked kind ani If you will und bring him » ive you food and a Ugh? he grunted ch? and se when he had gone. ‘There aby so happy and comfy cradle made of a pack- x on which ( re had put ers, ‘The fire was warm and but outside never for a 1) minute did the yelling cease and not to noice the noisy men about | 1, rye psd org dem yken tm ¢ time the Indian I let him and eat und very looking in at the door from 1 white Dianket fast asleep uw hin (To Bo tinued) of son hings. You don’t want to the tourists nose in a guidebook?” y hoped her hustand would) "& but with his dear boyish rose eagerly, semaphoring | un Just the thing! You want to see/in the how, don't you, Pollykins? Come Paquin do the thing up right!” T NEVER DID UKE BRIGUT BOYS OU, NO, FREGALES + EVERETT TRUE WELSHING “THE PRUNGS TAKES SONS OUT, PLtS SOME Back. TAKES SOME OUT, PUTS Somes Ba eK. TAKES Some our, CUTS SOME BPaete —f TAKER SOMG COTY B PUTS SOME Back PUTS Some nae. “tou HAD THE tT WEIGHT ON WHAT ARE YOU DoInje— TRYING TO PROVS THE SCALES ARE WRONG 2? THOSE PRYNES “so MUCH THAT THS scenps _SHOW THROUGH $5) THERS ONCE tt Nou'vS HANPLED in true American fashion an elbow! nating undertone, Was it the woman ach girl, Polly felt that all the |or the clothes that counted most im © for Paul and the dash ing Woman at his left. After a hery, Polly wondered, She glanced at Paul, who was In looking at a lovely, slender 4 with distinguished clothes rich chinchilla scart, just: them, Her dark eyes canght esponsively—just a swift flashy i's thoughts were for husband! A flash of the superiority every married woman feels over the She reveled once more How the women clung to the arms harm they had, these womem, of their men, und your Carters. | faces, Polly shivered, feeling chill and colom . as if to charm and | less. were the only seor thru the teemipg | enmesh who|traffic of the Pla de Opera and | worth while in Nfe, ig | darted down the “Street of Lost! keynote of their being, Vaul in the middle grasplug Tie slvea cull made a sort of domi) ere is where one must compete j~-or be entirely lost,” she told hems (Te Be Continued) | e re half seen, under lace, beautiful: clothes . .y