The evening world. Newspaper, June 24, 1918, Page 15

] MSC” writes Grande. @ Bar was a ood on the saloon corner-withe big or avked for change; and if gontioman—a man ean Town Marshal? A Mexican! good will of Lone Star puncherst dins's re. whooping and shooting and ‘a. show, and at last he pulled Bofors Garcia's store, where the nt marshal was suppgsed to bo ‘and gave voice-to bis proud de~ Dome out-of thar, you saddle-col~ ossifor!” he shouted as ‘his clan eeled in at his back. “Como out errest. us you chili-con-carne ert We done heerd you was eo you act 9 want to & hey? lio turned to bia ‘nd laughed hectorin you low-down, Tee “ll dare you to £o cit “im! eu you houted three cows named Bill, aad the rest, not to ‘kept back by the mere accident of me, reaponded to the general cail ‘cow thieves, The result was & Hicious and felonious inva~ Bal. private property, in which two three dozen silk sbirts and hi jefe ‘were taken Som ub a Garcia y Cla and o to the account of Juan Bus~ the same bein M argial, who had iunport Bias#vhere, and the peat he T y « izona, W 3 ail shot to pice Hackargore We 1he minute the ulloped out i m they swarined out of th e ants from a trample t ‘dragging ropes and all bearing arms, ‘@na at sight of the devastation tho ery went up for revenge and ja cowboy hans it was evider venge even to Mr. McMon- th Cow Ranch Saloc at would have to b done, Garcia, who by a lib- dispensation of mesc al had 4 bis brother-in-law marshal, down bolt after bolt of calico @ showed the bullet holes to sym- ® Zawless Texans Behave Them- selves in Hackamore. RP, Datton & Company, CHAPTER I. uthe Vourth of July é Hackamore—and no one was. getting Killed, cither—but the prairie dogs out elong the edgo of the town, re gun-shy, had already-¢aken ¢o their holes and several prom- citizens had done the-same, Further out omthe flate-the dogs on their mounds in families, jerking their tails and chirrup- p the city the houses were closed, and up and down the main not twenty or thirty combays rode-and rollicked, casting heir everything that moved end shooting~off their pistola, It was ¢ho o for the: boss, but @o had one limitation common to his kkind— ted the eicht af a Mexican worse than hydrophobia ekcank, Not @ Mex was not-oll right in his Dl qwasup one. wood wagonor.swamping arou! badge labelled Town Marshal, G Bar (punchers had epent many a pay po far they had always been arsested to whom any cowboy might give-ap bisgun wit! this prairie dog village dono but elect @ ¢, ‘And 4t a cow-town, dependent on th ‘This thought rankied deep in G Bar by crap ot could mot feave the fault so m “That's i saloonkeeper, who had seen his st and would aot down with drink—he until he bad registered his protest. So he noted is what gets me,” ° and with cattle and caught lots of ap and down the mittee went the spot. fittle rough,” conceded hiquor, “That Hopkins is a wild on “A wiki one ! Forty yards at twenty guess so—100k at di fn thees bolte, gentlemens. centes a yard clear trough!” “Oh, what do we care about y ‘ ico," broke out an squaw-colored call fmdignant citizen. “Why didn’t you | call in that brother-in-law of yours them boys arrested’ sbrieked Garcia, throw~ “arr ated? ‘Thom MeMonagte ruthlessly, dover the crowd. sear narires ing up his hands, “‘arrested! “Well—bring Lum down here then,” nt J. F. Benson was ame CHAPTER Il. ‘Texanos? Bee ae he orderod “Oh, that's all right!" he said ss “Well, if he can't er cone the So. tt cau at Lum Martin, ex- “That's what you're hired for—only T was a cold windy morning ia office, let ‘im git out vas roused Press messenger, border deputy and don’t go and pick a row, But we'll March citizen again, and a wai ‘i gun-fihter, was summoned before the stand by you, all right rode up over the high Dragoon 91) w chorus of approval council, and he listened till-they had ‘The quick of the fighting man divide and looked down into the ed J. F. Benson, the chimed in the Ceimes pet dog had peen roped and ‘and clean up this town our- selves! sBut this here breaking into stores rumbled Benso caking loud for the crowd to hear. r , boys, we'll be nothir a wide place in the road. | We wou't have no town—it'll be all tore up or burned down by these here Now you all know wbiding citizen—dut, I think we ought to abolish ig we kno} inst thi Jude this job of constable and town mar- ghal and tend to Hopkins oursclves, What do you think about it?” It was a momentous question, and while the gentleman addressed as Judge did not know it, the peace of hal’ of Arizona was waiting on his words. Old Judge Purdy was.a weak, cadaverous Iittke man with sunken Advice t By Betty » lo marry is always a I question, Are mar- ted very early in Ife the happiest, or does success More surely accompany the marriages ofthe men and women between thirty @pa forty? Pho truth is that the hasty, wl- considered marriage of the boy and gi@ is a risky proposition, and that, oméhe other hand, persons who wait to@fong before going to the altar are Mkely to “grow together” than y had married earlier, » con- us of sane opinion scems to be girl's bost chance for happiness sho marries in the period be- a ninoteen and twenty-five, and @ man should wed between his th birthdays, ould w: #o maintain a household, and a ould not become a wife until te prepared to accept the respon- esand duties which accompany Rew station. On the other hand, ens who wait to be rich or mid- ed before $s much ness, \" = ing Her Heart. -of age and in love with a cer young woman, but although she mo to see her ten she is not fove with me. What would you 1d and don't be borry. ‘ry in every way to mend yourself to the young y’s affections, and do not despair Hl she shows distinct signs of pre- Ing some one els R. M.” writes: “Lam acquainted séth two young women, both of whom to be in love with me. I like them as a friend, but I would mot care 10 marry either. $ am only @wenty-four, and 1 had rather re- main a bachelor for several years fhan accept the burden of maintatn- faga household. Still, I do not want injure tho peace of mind of these women. What shall I do?” Tm the first place, how do you know girls care for you? !t seems to that you are trusting entirely too to your vanity. Furthermore, are perfectly frank and open te na our o Lovers Vincent your conversations with all your friends, and if you do not pay other than friendly attentions to the girls of your acquaintance, you need not worry about their wearing the willow on your account, “p, g. writes: “Is it proper for a young lady to be punctual in keep- ing dates? Some one told me that a young man likes to be kept waiting. Am I to infer from that statement that a young man is inclined to think a young girl is too anxious for his company because she is puuctual? It is my habit to be punctual in every- thing.” | am sure the young men you know must be devoutly grateful for that habit. ‘The lazy, unpunctual woman likes to cherish the idea that she en- dears herself to a man when she is always late, but quite the contrary is true. Unpunctuality is simply bad manners, in either a manor woman. A Correspondence. “Ss. L.” writes: “I am going away for two months this summer, and of course I shall enjoy hearing from my friends during my absence, 1 have asked the girls | know to write to me and have given them my ad- dress. Would it be wrong to make ilar request of my young men nds?" lt would be decidedly bad Naturally, the young men of your| acquaintance will know that you are | going «way. ‘That knowledge gives them the opportunity to ask you if they may write, and to procure your summer address. ‘The initiative rests with them, and it would be most for- ward on your part to suggest that a correspondence be starled, \f form wi ery much indeed and whom | have known since we were children, I believe she Don't tet ft be destroyed. Pat your sifty pride to your pocket and write the young woman a note apologizins for your share in the disagreement and sass yl) friends, Iam sure you will fad willing#o meet you SSS ace; but that place, acoording © piack eyes and wiry whiskers which nd some corral—assured= he stro! There was mighty Uttle law in his few dusty books—and little of that heck in Hackamore, spent tt gladly emg respect for authority jad struck tm their cups they had tmppened 9 yinainey and he made the wrong by an officer who was @ Texan guess for Arizona. Also for Syca= a more Brown, the fighting fool. “Well—ahem—gentlemen,” ho be- the pan the Vilage Com= [i tte citizens, 1o - idee into executive session OD Jot “Well, somebody's got to take their seas G Bar boys are getting @ guns away from ‘em,” announced J. McMomsgle, }, Who bad sold them most of thelf nance | aby street " repeated Garcia, can d ais hs elbows and eyebrows. “I have puces “Lum Martin ‘and luke at dat hole ridi wi our ™My it until la fly “It was only a Mexican! retorted HOME PAGE Monday, June 24, 1918 4 when he studied the lam, in through the calfskin », While I deprecate —well, it seems to me that ery of our law ds not at ty in the jack-pot, “that's tho Get a gun-nan on the job and im do the work!” HE EDGED HIS HORSE TO ONE ; THE RIGHT OF HIM, AND won, “and enforce this ordi- ut riding through the Do you know a man that @4ch man began to speak he glanced it—because if you do, he can UP at him, and the rest of the time ho the job!" 1 the ground; but when they shouted McMonagle, aiting for his answer he wet Lum Martin! He's Ds lips and seemed to want for words. shotgun for Wells Fargo—or .“What’a the matter, Lum?” urged week—and he’s over in ¢, “ain't the pay enough? sloon right now, playing’ sol- You airt, are cing black eyes leapt up a man over in El Paso 1d met his for a moment, and then with ." interposed KE. Garcla hast- 1m Martin spoke. “LT might have to kill some of them boys,” he said, and a nervous thrill fool in Arizona pectantly. man, s the man “Some outside i Sycamo: y was far ching the “Sure,” thun son, the ail dinished before he sald @ word, sought out his again—it took the if principal American merchants “2040 fo was q tall, hulking man, elose- place ot words and then they foll to STOMd valley of t = quick about it, too! eyed and silent, and those who knew the ground. Something else was on bim and far to the we paying him for, anyway?! him best said that his k skin was his mind. Impatiently they sat and “move we’ abolish the oftess’ from a strain of Indian blood. As waited for him as he plotted out his Se nes SIDE, PUTTING THEM,ALL TO DREW HIS SIX-SHOOTER. at Inst‘he looked up again, demanded McMonagle, ex- 140m Martin and learned the “I got to have a lookout,” he sald, ‘go you if —with him it was a p rown."* the west, in go down over the Sot Lum’s telegram with the pros- eful Papagueria, but pect of another shotgun job he had words his destiny was quit without drawing his pay and changed—the wires summoned him, Fidden until tt was dark. and he came, to be the outfightingest the second duy, his ecstasy had sub- when Sycamore Brown “imarron, lay the lim- itless desert of Papagueria, a land of jim heat and sand and, hidden water, They came up behind btm rapidly, Th FOOL. & COOLIDSE.— — green with the flamboyant tops of creosote bushes and forested by full- bodted giant-cactus, but unpeopled by the drought—-Papagueria, the home of Indians and Mexicans and big famt- Hes by the name of Brown. Here it was that Sycamore Brown had learned his calling, riding a cen- tre-fire saddle and taking his A at every throw, but now he was in the land of the Texanos, the wild horsemen of Texas, With his leg across tireless Round ? Valley and his wooden-handled Colt in his shaps, he would take his chances with the best of them and take them on as fast as they came, Fights and brawls had had their full part in his life, but until he had met rt of Sycamore had ing for pay sure in it~ self, a wild delirium, fiercer than the job of getting drunk, and when he a shotgun messenger never dreamed of fig On this, sided and he was riding east but when in the shimmering distance he made out the mirage of Hackamore he leaned forward and shook Round Valley into a lope. There was one cloud of dust to the south that never dwindled and as & in behind him Sycamore saw that it rose from a group of horse. men, galloping furiously toward the town. Soon he could make out their hat: ponies and his keen eye told t they were Texas cowboys. Bebind Day of Rest = =x%ttka. Bear it | 1AM HROUGH Cook FOR EVER Ne Good WAGES EASY WorRic REFINED NGS #'tc Pur A PIANO IN THE ACITCHEN er 0 Gent a —_— By Maurice Ketten Tsay nol BEAT Ir / You ARE ) MINE Now! Gees THAN A FOOL FOLLOW THIS WIRY COWBOY THROUGH HIS ADVENTURES AND YOU WILL FIND THAT THOUGH SIMPLE OF HEART HE IS ABSO- - LUTELY FEARLESS, AND EAGERLY WELCOMES A CHANCE TO FACK A PERILOUS SITUATION His Reckless Career Highly Fascinating slowed down and then rode by more, putting high, rough trot that cowpunc his wun, and th is ), and though ho had been affect for show, rising on t ie talkies with G Rar Hopkins and ite eqs in the stirrups and spreading gan§, his opinic ‘theta thelr efbows until they looked like « qualities. of esas Sowtoyw san flock of sandhill cranca, just stretch- down to stay. Ae an woven ing their wings in Might too careful, he yoven, eiceaatty aoe “Look at them spurs,” pruning, “And that rigging,” added another with biting scorn a tall, hawk wore a high-crown shaps like a black two be ndled p pulled up ne for and looked him in ‘Hello, thar “whar'd you steal that hawse “Huh?” inquired Syeamore, | him over in retur said one in} is off hig rangp, and when apon riding into town he saw thelr horses tanding in front of the Cow Rane Saloon Sycamore passed it by eith- out stopping for a drink, There was only one man in Hack more that knew the stranger—and he was not the kind to show it—®at rybody looked Sycamore over fur- sly he jorged by on his @ast- ‘ horse. ‘The dally man was hot very much to look at—just youmer snd sandy and eager, with @ Dristiteg | mustache and a forward thrust of the head-—but he carried timeatf ike @ fiehting cock and the cifrens knew that pose. At the corner by tire of his coympaions as they scrutinized Otel he met bis prospective supextor hs moun ed to Sycamore tho “2 stinned impersonally, Gut Masétn general intention to make a show out him a forbidding glance » amd Phim, and instantly his pride was BFOWwN continued to the Lone Star‘ roused to match them, « ie gibe, Corral, There ho turned Round Wa- “T stole bim back in ewered, “like the rest A grim smile swept features as he launched this jest, and it evidently touched a #pot with the Texans, for the came suddenly straight “What's that?’ demanded the tient man, full of sutterre-_ hawk-noaed leader, pulling the ove ' {houghts and worries—the onby from his pistol band; “wh at NeY to get along with him wae to r toke orders and not tale too mech. yo ane ley over to @ roustabout, with omters to rvb him down and stuff him @all bie rugecd of hay, and returned to «eefmomt' bea eum, faces ‘ling of resentment orxeas. ne had re you say’ I “I say I stole him bac in Texas,” t was any talking to do, Lam answered Sycamorn, tho reat of Would do tt—othorwise he wanted to hew tobi 80 Syc paawered Syoat 20 and 100k at the ground He edged his torwe out of the road Sy) ‘pa apreeonthg % along the as he spoke, putting them all to the fy) NK IM be yo bp gg arene: Fight of im, and reached for his atx- whe te ee eee shooter ; Two dig'stores, a hotel ante cht Jame on, you smart-aleck, rim- restaurant, : and a fire Texicans, You!" he shouted, “Tou dunce hall, behinds cthons oy my can't run it over me none; | dont shipping pens and water tanks megs care how many you are! Como on!” up the grente he yolled, as they motioned and mut- bye yeh Pm sy poe tered among themenives ‘Come on, if you're huntio’ for trout ru take you all on at once!” “Aw, you talk too much!" retorted cross-walks led back their leader scornfully, “We got no sand to the family mows elamecn time to monkey with a little squirt behind. Sycamore took it all im Nike you, nohow! Come on, feltora! paaxing-—aiso a roar view of ‘lam ‘We got a man on our hands!" Martin, disappearing — significantly He whirled his horse as he spoke into an alley. Thither he followed. and as a cloud of dust enveloped them clanking his spurs as he walked, and | they tipped their brond hats to meet Martin scowled, for the enemy eras the blast and galloped on toward im town and he was nervous, town. 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