TILAS THE TENDERFOOT GEORGE B. RODNEY Author of “The Coronado Trail”, “The Canyon Trail”, Etc. SYNOPSIS “You've fallen heir to a half-share ~ in plenty of trouble,” the lawyer told Gerald Keene. “The Broken Spur has been systematically looting the ranch, and old Joe Carr, your partner, is drinking himself into ruin.” Dad Kane, desert rat and luckless prospector till now is returning to tell Dustin and Spike Goddard, owners of the Broken Spur ranch, who had grubstaked him, of his discovery of a rich gold mine, and shows samples of the ore. He sees Broken Spur men rustling Hour-glass cattle and pro- tests against it. Proof of Dustin’s cattle stealing activities was accidentally discovered by Stone, who accompanied by Edith Carr was riding fence a long way from the Hour-glass ranch house. Dustin unexpectedly comes along and seeing them, stops and talks to Edith. He mentions the Soda Springs dispute could be settled by marrying him, and Edith refuses his proposal with remarks that make Dustin furi- ous. He insults Stone, who promptl. throws him into a pool of water. Stone tells Crewe, his foreman, about his meeting with Dustin, and is warned that Dustin would kill him if he got the chance. Stone and Crewe go to Seco to send a telegram to Gerald Keene. While at Seco an at- tempt is made to kill Stone, who proves more than a match for his enemies. = Dustin learns that Gerald Keene has been sent for, and also that Duro Stone has seen the Broken Spur men rustling Carr’s cattle. He sets out with Dad Kane to learn the location of his gold discoveryy and appraise {ts value. Dad Kane shows Dustin _the mine and samples of the rich ore he took from it. They go back to camp, and Dustin shoots Kane. He fixes the shooting on Peyotl Gregg, a drug addict, who, stupified by the narcotic he had taken, did not know whether he was guilty or not. They bury Kane and then return to the Broken Spur ranch, (Now Go On With The Story) CHAPTER IX.—Continued “JT thought he was lyin’ about hav- in’ lost that notebook,” he muttered disgustedly. “It’s just barely possible that Corse or Gray may have found it. I'll have to find out that. Any- how Peyotl will never tell what took place up here. . . .” He knew that he was perfectly safe. Though old Kane was fairly well known in Seco yet at times he A Law Every Mother Should Know ana Observe Never Give Your Child An ‘Unknown Remedy without Asking Your Doctor First According to any doctor you ask, the only safe way is never to give your child a remedy you don’t know all about, without asking him first. When it comes to “milk of magnesia,” that you know every- where, for over 60 years, doctors have said “PHILLIPS’ Milk of Magnesia for your child.” So—always say Phillips’ when you buy. And, for your own Peace of mind, see that your child gets this; the finest ‘men know. Made in Canada. 3 } PHILLIPS’ Milk of. Magnesia. = W. N. U. 2082 had been gone more than two years without exciting comment. “T'm the only one who knows about this find,” muttered Dustin. “And it’s a cinch now that no one will tell about Corse and Gray rustlin’ the Hour-glass stuff. Come on here, Peyotl,” he shouted. “Give a hand here.” Together they carried the limp fig- ure to the narrow trench and laid him at rest under the desert stars. Afar a coyote on a distant, wind-bit- ten ridge sent up a wailing howl as Peyotl slunk off to the fire and shiv- ered over the flames. Two hours later they got their ponles and head- ed slowly back for the yellowing flatiands under the rising sun. CHAPTER X. That telegram from Gerald Keene caused hot debate at the Hour-glass. Old Joe Carr was lifted to the Sev- enth Heaven of anticipation. The |nephew of his old partner, himself | half-owner in the ranch, could do no |less than help. He held conference after confer- ence with Crewe, and Stone, because) of his alleged intimacy with Gerald Keene, was called into those meet- ings. Plan after plan was disputed by the fierce-eyed old cattle-man. “I know Dustin's got his knife out for me,” he said. “I know his gang of thieves has been stealin’ me deaf, dumb an’ blind but I got no proof.” “Stone has,” said Crewe. “Tell him what you told me about seein’ Corse and Gray ear-markin’ that calf,” he said. Stone told and Carr’s face was a study. Finally he rose and shook his finger menacingly under Stone's nose. “You been drawin’ our pay,” he said. ‘You been eatin’ Hour-glass grub an’ when you find two Broken Spur men stealin’ cattle you say not a word about it. You tell only my manager and even he keeps it from me. I can’t sabe it a-tall.” “J had a darned good reason for only tellin’ Crewe,”’ said Stone even- ly; “and Crewe’s got a good reason for not tellin’ you. I saw 'em—yes. The word of one witness will not con- vict any one. There would be two of them against me. You'd never get anywhere on my evidence alone. We need more than that. ae Crewe nodded agreement and that angered Carr still more. He snatched a decanter from the shelf and pour- ed him a gargantuan drink. “Dog-gone you,” he snarled. “Be- tween you, you're goin’ to bust SOB. .o Meunn 4 “Listen to me, Joe Carr...” Crewe went into action suddenly. “You an’ me’s been friends for twenty years. You been tryin’ to run your business against a bunch o’ crooks. You might have done it but for that.” . He jerked a hand at the decanter. “Stone is playin’ as square as he knows. Of course he’s green to the cow-country and he don’t know a hell of a lot. He brung you in some good dope. We know now that Dustin was keepin’ a wagon in the hills with a bunch of men stealin’ everything they could find. We know that he was grub- stakin’ old man Kane. Why? That’s what I want to know? That note- book that Gray flogged out of Corse’s pocket looks funny to me. . . .” At that moment Edith came in, flushed from riding, and stood watch- ing them. Her gaze took in the red notebook that Carr had laid on the table; then it went to Stone. She found herself wondering about Stone. There was no question of his eternal greenness! The very cows would eat him—yet . . .? On every occa- sion when he had been tested he had come out successful. Her puzzled gaze went past Stone to where, on the porch, Red Thom was flicking | bits of adobe at a lizard. Then she heard her father speak: | “Now about that notebook we were talkin’ of . . Til get it.” He got it from his desk and studied it wordlessly for a full minute. “Of course old Shammy-skin Kane's} a fool,” he said. “He's been wonder-| in’ foot-loose over the ranges for so | long that his brains are addled. They) | get that way sometimes. But I don’t | believe he's big fool enough to tie) |himself up with Dustin unless he's | got a stranglehold on him. I'd like| | to find the old fool and find out what | | be thinks he’s found. Let's see. . .”| | And again he fell to studying the book. “‘One half to Dustin. . .". Huh! That means of course that Dustin's | been grub-stakin’ him. Why would Dustin grub-stake him? The answer | is that Dustin knows Shammy-skin's on the trail of somethin’ good. . .” Stone snatched the book. “There's more to it than you've | guessed yet,” he said curtly. “The / Man gives rather plain directions | here. ...» If we've got sense enough jto read.’em He hasn't given this book to Dustin, probably because he i doesn’t trust Dustin. Evidently he | see the directions again. . . IT_CUTICLE RED KNUCKLES RACKED SKIN Floney &Sllmond CREAM TRADE MARK REGI cD 1m CANADA lost the book and those men Gray and Corse, up in that part of the range stealin’ your cattle, happened to find it. Corse and Gray may or may not know what Kane knows. The main thing is . . Find Kane and also find out, before we find him, what it is he thinks he’s got. Let's -” And he read: “Red Water canon seven to one to white birch. Up Stinking Water three two to sunk can’.” “_. . By God, Frank! . . .” Carr sprang into life. “That sounds like whatever it is, is on MHour-glass NATION gsi irs “Those are distances,” said Stone sharply. “But what's he usin’ as a unit? That’s the question. It can't be a hundred-foot tape. I doubt if a prospector carries a watch. . .” They sat and stared at each other and Edith saw their faces change. From time to time her father and Crewe eyed each other but always their gaze came back to Stone. It was pretty clear that for some rea- son they were depending on this stranger to the MHour-glass. The mere fact that he and he alone had been able to put Carr in touch with Gerald Keene made him of prime importance just now. Stone broke the silence with a sharp exclamation that was half oath. “Well,” said Crewe. What's hit you now?” “How far is it up to that place would you say?” “Huh. You've been there. I'd say it’s about twelve miles. Why?” “Give me that book and you and Mr. Carr wait here. I want to try a notion of mine. It may not work. T’ll be back by night.” Edith rose to her feet with a quick little exclamation. ‘T!'m going with you,” she said quickly. “You don’t want to take one of the men of course. Anyhow, they're all out. But I mean to go.” His eyes sought and found hers. He*knew instantly that no distrust underlay her words, There was a lightness in her eyes and a quick smile on her lips that forbade any thought of guile. His own quick smile replied to hers: ‘T'll sure take good care of you if you care to come,” he said. ‘T'll get your pony, Miss Edith.” In ten minutes he was back with his big Isabella horse and her pony and they clattered out of the en- closure, past the corrals and turned into the open trail that led westward toward the foothills. Crewe and Carr sood watching them till their figures were swallowed up by the red dust. “There's somethin’ damn funny about that man Stone,” quoth Crewe. “I’m satisfied he’s as straight as they make ’em but he’s sure somthing dif- ferent from what he give out.” “He hasn't given out anything,” growled Carr. “All I get is a notion of a husky fellow. He’s never been range-trained. Anybody can see that but he’s willing and he wants to learn. Of course he’s a fool if he goes into the cattle business. To do that a man’s got to have money to start it and if he's got money he’s a double-dyed damned fool to put his money in any game that he don't know thoroughly. See?” “Spit it out. fully. “Where did you come from and how did you happen to land on the Hour-glass? pretty well, don’t you? You must know him well for him to have given you the letter that he did.” “He owns a big garage in Cato,” he said non-committally. “That's where I saw him last. I’ve known jhim a good many years. When I learned about the ranch, I got him to give me the letter but when I got here the Hour-glass happened to need @ man and I didn’t need to use the letter.” “Did you work for Mr. Keene at the garage?” “For a while, yes’m. . . . “Don't say ‘Ma'am’ to me,” she said sharply. “What'll I say then?” “You might try ‘Edith,” she laughed. “Most of the others do.” “All right M’ . . I mean Edith . . .” They both pocketlaughed and let it go at that and they let their horses out over the level. That long, treeless mesa swept away in mile after mile of pleasant grass-land dot- ted here and there with stunted mes- quite and fire-tipped ocatilla and it pitched slightly up till its hedge was cut by a deep canon. Red Water canon that took its name from the discoloration of the stream due to some fron deposit. “Up Red Water to Stinkin’ Water 4 . Funny names they gave the places,” muttered Stone. “Yes. . . .”’ Edith knew them well and was versed in the legends of the land. “They call the next deep val- ley Stinking Water because of its sulphur springs. The Indians named it many years ago. Even sheep won't drink the water there. A Here we are in Red Water canon... Now what?” Their ponies pawed at the yellowed soil and scornfully nosed aside the water in the shallow pools. “Up the valley seven one. . .” he said reflectively, “to a white birch. . .» Then up Stinkin’ Water three two to a sunk can. . . .” (To Be Continued) THE RHYMING OPTIMIST By Aline Michaelis TWILIGHT This is the loneliest, loveliest hour, With dying day a fading flower; All worldly things recede, grow dim, As slowly on the senses swim Strange shapes and sounds of other lands And music, not from earthly hands. And sunlight slanting through the wo Show it in strange theatcic mood; The very tree that heard our vows, Unreal with sunset in its boughs. And surely from no feathered throat Came that prolonged and poignant note! This twilight world is one wherein All things might be that have not been; That look we dreamed, that smile we sought Is in this hour snared and caught. 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