The evening world. Newspaper, August 17, 1912, Page 9

The Evening World Daily Magazine. Satu ““S’Matter, Pop?’’ 3s PoP I Wont Get Soused SMAT TER kA YA-A-A-A! re WHAT'D Yo Go AN Do THATTOR AINT IT A PEACH? HAVE ANOTHER. Your wires Awny- COME Home WiTH ME AN) TLL MAKE You THE FINEST RAREB/T. You EVER. ‘TASTED. ALL | RIGHT, “Dont You COME HOME WITH ME ~ I CAN MAKE THE BEST RAREBIT — The Triangle Cupid « . 4 indecision th in’ right out a ached it he turned an Word Waa sald by elther of the two m That's a slick move!" he sald ears” ew a 1 making Pan Taine inet when Miller!” An’ that there dust is goin’ an and it swept way the In- onto your cayuse an’ travel, I'm his even narrowed to glittering until they saw nan ride past the neatly, “I was goin’ to tell you to a4 ATNOPSIS OF PREC! 4 poken he hed alot a to Cimarron—to-night. An’ Clem Miller's gering disquiet that had gnawed at his watchin’ you go. An’ when you make — *"L reckon I'm goin’, he sal rear door, until they heard the rapid afraid you'd chink Jerry, Rubble, der in that direction? He goln’ to take it! If you an’ your sneak heart ever since Coleman had appeared, tracks out of the door I'm T'm tellin’ you somethin’ before 1 do. drumming’ of his pony's hoofs on the I was buttin’ | Bepaee. for cutee the “tavern 1 almost dropped the bottle of a pardner meet up with me on the w glittered venomously as with a fifle, I'm goin’ to keep a It's pretty gen'rally known that the man | nd of the plains, ‘Then Miller Hait an hour later, having seoured igetizety ines ee man's io Ryaties HWANG ARC CE GUERAE TOBA. tral Cob ROURKE) Bacleeinis CWO REN: motion he drew his tvory-han- till you've hit the breese cor which runs the Lone Wolf ain't. been to the door, looking out after drink and food, the special messenger was tobe civil as the is the b For a moment he was fearful which thought Clem Miller was easy. died six-shooter and shoved its muzzle leaned a little closer anywheres to bank his money for « the departing horseman. Returning to departed from the Lone Wolf, the ead- Me, ake, that Coleman had noticed his nervous- You got that?” over the bar toward Coleman. muscles stiffening, “ e year. the bar, he spoke dlebage, containing @ thousand dollers, ness, but when tooked up the latter Coleman sneered. But, watching him = “i'm tellin’ you somethin’ el he demanded, He stepped down from the door, and You got any money stacked up any: of Rubble's money, curely fastened’? Was nonchalantly drinking his whiskey. closely, Rubble thought he saw a slow sald coldly. at contrac’ we ‘made Coleman sneered, but without a word both Rubble and Miller stood silent as wiere around. here?’ ie foned to the cantle of the saddle, s bble drank also, and when he tilted patior come over his face. it was the about you staying here overnight don't he strode to the rear door, When he his jeering laugh reached them. No gravely An dusk approached, Rubble took is rod” by. the. atranger's ia glans his gaze canght Miller's for a on a rene ernest aaa Seer neene Rie oe Ee itt pble nodded, his face again wear- rifle from its accustomed pegs on teed the ge a brief instant. ‘The latter deliberately 504.1 wmmnmmennnnnAnnAARAnAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARAAARAAARARAARAAA OI Dandie heuibled ‘expression. “I wish wall, cleaned and olled it and loaded tt File fact leads Mubtle to $yok te edmer closed an cye at him with an expression No. 5—OVER THE HILLS AND FAR, 2 t Ghdn'e | though.” he returned hen he dragged a chair out- etree “mi Cicasp® that acemed, to vonvey. a warning B oat, V ; Cine: 392, br Toe Fie op & By Eleanor Schorer} iinet unig mitts, Jerking © ode placed 1° in'a postion trom wale fibhle. ow ong Coleman. bias > ’ wini e acation 2 8S 42, Saf \ ie door ho could wean ev “4 fever. Rubble answers him Huvole IHOUARE He Bnew WHEE the essl S Cc PAS le Pp Oe Obl: He's hitting it down the Cimarron rounding Caunite nak eine bn be pps Miller had told him of the proposed : trai” he sald. “I reckon my acrows his knees, % CHAPTER IV. looting of the Lone Wolf, and Coleman's ee . * od (Continued,) The Special Messenger. FE messenger cast @ troubled glance at the bags that ! had placed on tho bar. he drew a deep breath and Jooked again toward the door, mleddie leaned closer to him. what's he?" hoe questioned, Jerking fe thumb toward the front door. he messenger grimaced. “Rustler, expresed dec'sion to spend the night in the tavern proved that Rubble's money was in danger. Yet Rubble had told no man where he kept his money, and he was certain that his secret was safe. When he turned is back to the two men to replace the bottle on the side- board he assured himself grimly that if Coleman contemplated robhery he would have considerable trouble in finding the treasure, hile his back was turned he hi rd @ sudden, grating sound, accompanied by horn, road-agent —anvtiing. | 89 4 curse, Ie turned swiftly, Millers stxr (ed he can't Jay stra’ ght in se uy Shooter was out, its muzzle menacing uubble's teeth closed with @ onap. "T Coleman, ‘The latter stood at the bare it!” he exclaimed. ‘Tumbled te (itd right off. Thought {t was me atter Mone messenger smiled grimly, shot an- other rapid glance toward ‘he front Gor, and then spoke low and confiden- Rubble. " Ut wae right tn thinkin’ that,” he 4, ‘Cal Emmet heard two men cbokin’ this here deal. One of them was comin’ here to lift what stuff you've got hl@'an’ the other was to rustle Cal's | abddlebags on the Dry Bottom trail, ¢ n't: know the men, but from the alked they knowed him. San ie n' T'd be sate becat @ stranger. An’ the first thing I ru phom into Bill Coman, An' he knows me! He made a gesture of disgust. “Now if I'd had sense enough to chuck thees damn saddlébags I reckon I'd have qt by all right, Dut T didn't have n’ so I've got ‘em here, eee owe 'He. looked grimly at "Gimme a drink!” he ordered. placed a bottle and glass be- fore the messenger, While the latter dank Coleman came in through the front door, walking languidly to the bgp and standing near the messenrer, Puttin’ up here to-night, Miller he one hand grasping the butt of a half- drawn pistol, the other closed on one of the saddiebags as though he had been attempting, by feeling the bag, to discover what {t contained, Platniy, Miller had caught him in the act. For a tense instant the two 1ien stood, their bodies rigid, every muscle straining and ready to spring into action, thelr eyes with the metal-like hardness 8 when reckless men face And it seemed that death stood en the two men, ubble drew a slow, quivering breath, nroke the Intense silence of the mo- it, and Coleman's eyes lost thelr al-like hardness and giinted with a Jon mockery usin’ “that there gun? he speaking to the messenger, one f his mouth wreathing into a satiric upward curve, Miller's eyes did not wav "he returned, hts voi sneering contempt. gleaming tc “You 'S glittered with a re one of them men which travel around Wearin’ two guns, thinkin’ folks is seared of you! But I ain't scared none. sudden acorn, qyentioned, You take your paw away from your he messenger turned slowly and his gun T'll perforate your gun-arm so gaze met Coleman's. For an {natant y that you'll think you're wearin’ they gazed at each other, Miller's eyes ve on your shoulder!'* cold and stea Coleman's Kinting Coleman glared woltishly, but into hie with the mockery that Rubble had seen eyes came a glint of doubt, and he al- ta them du the entire afternoon. lowed his hand to fall to his alde, ‘Then Then Miller's lips opened a litte a Miller spoke again, his voice ‘hardening, ame through them. his Ii I'm stayin’ here for @ fee ewenly. “Then I'm 0 straigh‘ening grimly, he said, ckon T ain’ breeze 3 sayin’ anything that on't know when T tell you iM that down the Cimarron trail ‘3 five thousal din gold dust in ‘ flickered, once, Ther there suddle-bags, You an’ an: ea jenn meallia Hinkared, once, ein sneak ‘was thinkin’ to resue it| @OMETIMES Bessie tucke Love under her arm and climos up flipped a coin on the bar, “Drinkin'?* he invited. ut here to-night” 8 Bs Bf eae where she can see far and wide, And there with her little e laughed harshly, “I'm hangin’ “But you aly't got Cal Emmet to desi! consolation at her side she imagines that she can ace over the OM: IN DIDN'T AGREE KYDbO: SAYS SHELL BE RIGHT Ov, MR, DPEEK. Do You Know any TRICKS 2 Ho! Wo! Ho! f Tea S Roatan | ARRAS TT JDING THa DING DineDd Dine CRAT. Ss + MY PoP AN ME WUZ IN BATHING AN A CRAB IT OMseRvany $heuTHs, viogs er IM STANTIAL EVIDEDG Sa Sc 2 hare cose aa #Oh, You Ophelia! # (-x2e.-) By Dwiss His MAY MOT BE VERN Gooe, Because wv TrRoaT's Kindo HoARse a ott Bh" | OM ME RINT That WONDERFUL, dust LIKE A CAT mane em FIGHTIN OW PLEASE 1 gust Love | To HEAR CATS. BOLL ROG 3st) tnd | on! Here's Hamuet! He Tanks Youre A REAL CAT! {An Adventure Romance .., 83 of the Big West BR ( * a> IN. Wb i. to a spot far away to her home town bunch of| not to the town over th hills and certain Bob who is in the toum and she wishes she were there. hills that Ressie’s heort responds. y By Charles Alden Seltzer e Author of ‘“‘The Two-Gun Man”’ took up the vigil, dusk came on quickly. The gloom -darkness followed and @ ol and taden with the of the saxe-brush, sighed among ds. In half hour R, aur an hour bs 1 about takin’ the dust t him, imarr n tooled dry Bottom.” The amile died out of his face and now he spoke sertously “But that don't let you out," he said, sp I'm totin’ it to “Hin hi marron trali that Ty ck here an sorry you, place.” He shrugged his shoulders, as though with this speech he had delivered him- self of his final word. Then he resumod with # businesslike air, drink an’ a bite, an’ out for Dry Bottom well to stay an’ help you sneak* out of business wi pikeyin’ a here culty in distinguishing jects only a few hundred feet distant, Then he arose, took his chalr and placed it Just inside the front door, locking the rear door leat some cne steal upon him from that direction. He did net Hght the Kerosene lamps as usual, but eat deside the door in total darkness. n hour later, while he att heard a sound. Cautionsly" pearieh around the corner of the door jamb he made out the figure of a man approach. ing the Lone Wolf from the direction of Lazette, iting to make eure that he man was alone, Rubble finally epped out of the door and threw his rifle to @ level, “Hands up!" The they find pled them they'll come wet your dust. I'm right It's an awful lonesome to-night, e Kot five thousand of the company's dust, an’ I ain't feelin’ that 1 ought to run any risk losin’ it* he snarled victoualy. Sure not,” returned Rubbl absently, man halted, his han rising as he made an effort to conceal the dulckly above his head. For an inetemt. nervousnes that was coming on again. Miller hesitated while in the act of tilting his glass toward his ilps, look- ing ily at Rubble there was silence, Votce, Then the mas's “Is that you, Rubbi ‘The rifle tn Rubdble's hands wavered sure you got your money hreatened to crash to they can't find it?” he ques 1 Emmet!" he shouted a Why, man, where's your Rubol wea ; 11," returned Ruby ‘ Miller drank his whiskey and placed (To Be Continued.) } the glass gravely down, “I meant to ————__ tell you before,” he said. “When Cal ymet was listenin’ to them ks hack in Lazette he heard one of The Crown of Love. them say that he knowed where you ] “nu ne win your tender trust, Mept your duet But not to keep you atill Rubble'# eyes gleamed savagely for Kneeling lowly tn the dust, and th os Obedient to my will; vd or to gurfelt all my days On the nectar of your pratse; Or to hear it sung 0 high That tho {dle passer-by Paused to hear your lays, | i ' “I reckon they'd have a hard time findin’ instant, n the glea ded by the This in turn pres: ently gave way to @ whimsteal humor, suddenly struck @ fist heavily on r You say Coleman took the Cimarron trial he questioned, lle sure did," gravely An you're hittin’ It up to Dry Bot- returned Miller I but ask you for your faith ‘That wounded by the herd, torn T reckon they won't get me." 1 may bring you healing with | Ri laughed. "They sure won't.” ‘The magic of a word, he agreed with enthusiasm, “And they pray you to believe me 60 [ain't goin’ to get Rubble's dust etther, | for Cs golng right ta your sadd) to Dry Bottom! ran instant Miller stood looking at Rubble, Then his eyes twinkled ae he atepped ever and grasped the latter's _ Joutatretoneg hana That in darkness, doubt or woe, T may ide you when you gropa, . Light you with my stronger hope, Warm you with my glow, Emily Pteittd, in London Mirves, bass But it is tis toa