The Lampasas Leader (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 54, No. 50, Ed. 1 Friday, September 25, 1942 Page: 3 of 4
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•
RI D RANGE
Th* '36 club opened it* new year
Minute*
right?
By Eugene Cunningham
and
CHAPTER XIX
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By PERCY CROSBY
Back o* the Flats
What I am think
PAINTS
SINCS 1*70
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Miss Bettye Sue May underwent
aa operation at the local hospital
Monday morning. i
The gaping windows
blurs against the weath-
of the walls. Step shook
Mrs.
and
M CLUB HOLDS FIRST
MEETING OF CLUB YEAR
football
Friday
stringing
'he final
r though
he short
b not so
I cracked
inutes of
said de-
hosts to
:he game,
convert,
liana and I
and were I
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Nagai
infor-
Mrs.
Th* m*//ow tmoothnou of—
MINNISOTA SOrt-OLOtS
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Said
after
SALE OR TRADE—1936 Ford Pick-
up for sale 'or trade for livestock-
John B. Davis. (dw)
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in color* as modern as • minute
wilbiwid immeasurably to th* ap-
pearance of your kitchen and bath-
room walk.
Try Quick-Namal, too, for kit-
chan and bathroom cabn .-’i and
Pamela Hughes of Kempner,
daughter of Mr. and. Mrs. George
Hughes, underwent an- operation at
the local hospital Saturday.
“A fine tassel end to this lariat
he .whispered. “Fine!”
(THE END)/ -u
ghts.
fPipe.
Mr. and Mrs. Hansford Berry of
Rogers spent short time here Sun-
day in the home of his mother,
Mrs.-J. H. H. Berry.
Ithe Badg
F, Higgi:d
rht guard
| Sander!
ns at led
Ind, Harm
anales at
arterback,
Van Dyke Gillen, student of A&M,
spent the weekend in the home- of
his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. C.
Gillen,' and is now visiting in San
Angelo. ——■
Rcrle 1
delle
'gan I
Doris
ie Killeen
ho played
Conder,'
ht back;
*vy, left
You know me
b and L.
aying for
ood pros-
The whole
of being
“Happened when I was a baby. In
—Horsehide.”
“It happened within a quarter-
mile of this house! And .your scarred
‘uncle’ was Emor% who stole you!
But—he must have had some good
in him; he made a fine man of you.
“I never did! That .is, unless you
count dream turtles. Three or four
times a .year, all my life, I’ve hat
a nightmare about hunting a turtle
named Billy. But I never find him*
I fall over a cliff and hurt myself—”
“Break your arm! Lie ini the ar-
royo for hours before you’re found—
by your closest friend and childish
idol, Con, the one-armed cook of the
Wheel.’’ she finished for him in a
rush. “That. Billy Turtle was your
priie possession. He was always
straying, so old Con branded him
WT. You’d go Hunting for him, call-
ing—and -calling for Con, who was
the one you turned to for help in
all your affairs—’’
“What are you talking about? How
do you know aTout my dream? And
more than I ever dreamed?’’
“Didn’t you ever wonder about
this broken bone in your left arm?
Didn’t—that uncle ever tell you about
home of Mrs.^oe Seale with Misses
Alleen Yett and Mutsu Nagaii as
hostesses.
The meeting was opened by the
new president, Mrs. Eltcffi Casbeer.
Nineteen members ahswafed roll call
with the name of an American
bassador or consul
' A letter of resignation from
Ben Higginbotham was read
accepted.
The club also had a very “inter-
esting letter from Mrs. Frank Allen
expressing her best wishes for th*
*36 club in its new year. -We tygret
the loss of these two members but
we know they will be faithful work-
ers in their new homes.,.
Mrs. Leo Bales, as program lead-
er, introduced the subject, Interna-
tional Goodwill, by presenting Misses
Gloria Taylor and Nella Seale, who
fnvored us with three Spanish re-
cordings, Following that, Miss
r^-id a very interesting and
^rational paper prepared by
ohn Clark .
Mrs. Clyde’ Young gave an
lent report on hoW Gooff Neighbors
Look At Us. i
We were very happy to have as
guests, Misses Bemiece Lloyd, Glo-
ria Taylor, Nd la Seale and , Mrs.
Seale. - ...
The club adjourned to meet Sept-
ember 24 with Mrs. Robert Fiese-
ler.—Reporter.
get a weak hand
and hold it, even
getting through it all without a
scratch!, Then at the last you were
hit three times almost at once, Mar-
tino says.' On th* head ,in the arm
and the leg. But you mustn’t bother
about it. The doctor says—”
“Step and Martino all
Ten won and Caramba?”
“Step has two more
Martino*'one. But they
flesh wound*. . Your—Mr.
and Caramba wern’t hit.
the cowboys were killed; i
hurt.”
He lay looking at her, thinking.
“We know about Comanche Linn,
now,” she said. “Both Raniers were
Killed in the fight. Nevil had a
telegram from the Salado officers.
They had found Linn, buried on a
ranch where the Ranier gang often
had. Nothing that you’ve done, in
the Territory, will ever be thought
of as anything but good.”
“That’s fine! So,' if I want to stick
on the Wheel and learn the busi-
ness, looking to the day when I’ll
have a ranch of my own—”
“A randh of your own!” she in-
terrupted, "Do you _remember own-
ing a turtle—a desert tortoise, that
you
b question
a horse in
pull the
i “Yew's the cabin,” Step called
Lftly. “Slow down!”
I He moved to look over a big boul-
ter. After a long time of staring, he
balked out and past the great rock,
ton and Martino followed.
The stone bouse was small, a
lingle spacious room built of na-
ive stone,
vere dark
•red gray
lis head.
“Reckon
out meting anyone, they came out
of the wide Canyon, where cattle
and horses grazed undisturbed by
the battle their brands had brought
about, into a narrow gorge as deep
,aa the valley it led from. Step waveti
toward the walls olKhe'eqtry-can-
yon. But already Con haff seen
smoke rising from point after point
up there. He nodded and they con-
tinued silently until Step halted
them where a long jumble of boul-
ders split the canyon.
Sitting comfortably behind a pair
of boulders that gave him a rest-,
ing notch for the carbine, .Con saw
that Step put down his battered hat
under his stomach, before stretching
at length. Then he looked up at the
wall and the little carbine flamed.
Like something jerked, a blue-and-
black figure came sideways from,
high on the left wall, bega'n to turn
over and over jn the air. It fell with
the seeming of slowness, then van-
ished on a level with Con’s eyes.
“Come on!” he orjjgred. “Four
down. ,.,Kind of timid souls, looks
like. Maybe wondering about these
doings behind ’em. Keep to the
walls- and watch!”
They edged along the rugged sides
of the canyon for fifty yards. Then
Martino jerked a thumb at the hud-
dled man just ahead. - Con stared
and shook his head. •
“Now, tie that!” Martino grunted.
"Janton, Onopa constable.”
Step waved them dawn behind
boulders, again. Con could see the
mouth of the narrow canyon and
from the rough mesa on which it
opened came heavy, ragged fire. But
it was pverhead that he looked. He
was too close under the right wall
to see -anyone above him- But he
understood that they were to cross
ifre. Step shooting to the right, he
and Martino to the left.
Just beyond him, three men
seemed to be alarmed by the cry.
Con began to shoot quickly, as Mar-
tino moved for a new position. Step
slapped shots at the other wall. A
long, shrill cry lifted above the roar
of -the shooting: . -
“They’re down in the canyon! Be-
hind us! Look out!”
Appaiently, not al! .of the
defenders had taken to the
rocks and shelves above the
Ducking, dodging, men began
pear straight ahead of the
MRS. C. A. NORTHIlQGTON
HOSTESS TO U.D.C.
The Mildred Le* Chapter, United
Daughters of the Confederacy, held
its opening meeting Thursday, Sept.
17, in the home of Mrs. C. A. North-
ington.
The meeting was opened with the
Lord’s Prayet in unison. Following
the pledge of allegiance to the flag
of the United States, arid the salute
to the flag of the Confederacy, the
chapter conducted its business ses-
sion with Mrs. R. S. Mills presiding.
Officers for the year 'wereselected
as follows: Mrs. R. S. Mills, presi-
dent; Mrs. (JJ A. Northington, vice-
president; Mrs. George- Haby, sec-
retary; Mrs. W. R. Williamson,
treasurer; Mrs. T. B. Harwell, cus-
todian; Mrs. L. R. Sparks, program
chairman; Mrs. Thomas Bigham, re-
porter.
Mrs. W. R. Williamsofi was elected
deelgate to the stated convention
which meets in Austin in October.
Mrs. Haby conducted toll call dur-
ing which interesting items of. in-
formation were related.
Mrs. Northirigton showed Kodak
pictures of Beauvoir, borne of Jeff-
erson Davis, and the White House
of the Confederacy.
Following adjournment Mrs. Wil-
liamson played the Star Spangled
Banner and Dixie which tyere sung
by those present.
Mrs. Northington was assisted by
Mrs. Mills in serving a delicious re-
freshment plate;
The next meeting will be held at
the home of Mrs. R. • 8. Mills on
Thursday, October 1.—Contributed.
“oYu—you mean that I’m-—Ware
Tenison?”
“Nobody else! The evidence just
rolled in, 'all at once! The cook' re-
membered the name of a man
scarred just as you said your “un-
cle’ was scarred—Emory. The doc-
tor saw your broken arm and re-
membered the break in Ware Ten-
ison’s. Then, all through your de-
lirium, you called for Billy Turtle
and Con—the things that everybody
who knew you at four remembered
about you. Your mother—well( you’ll
see her. Your father is going a found
one walking smile”
“I am thinking,” he said very
slowly, looking away from her .“If
I hadn't somehow headed for- -this
country, like a homing pigeon, you
would have inherited this place. I—
I have to think about that, Janet. It
would have come to you. because of
the way they feel ’toward you—”
“Come to me? Do yo uthink for
one minute that I—”
“Don’t bite me!
ing is—”
He managed to
UP and find hers
draw upon it enough to bring her
down closer.
“—If there might not be a way
that you wouldn't lose all the’Wlieel?
Try and think! You’re an educated
girl. Can’t you figure some way
that'll let us both have a share'of
the place?” - -u,,
“If you¥e"thinking what I'm think-
ing—I certainly can!”
- And she carried the arm up, about
her neck, and put her face against
GOOD WAY TO GET
TRAFFIC CASE DROPPED
San Francisco, Sept. 22—Munici-
pal Judge -Teresa Miekle dismissed
a traffic charge for the first time
in her career.
The traffic tag was mailed from
Australia by Capt. Leonard L,^ Mc-
Gee of San Francisco with thia
note:
"I didn’t have time to com* lit
and see you, as I sailed the next
scars
were
Tenison
. Some, of
more were
NortW
Urea,
son, >
Dorii
tnniERon
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nobody’s using it. Let’s
I scatter out some. I’ll go left. Con,
you go ’way right. Martin^, middle
for you.” v
They nioved as directed. As he
walked toward the stone house. Con
listened to the faraway rattle of the
firing. He came up to thd cabin,
Jooked at it and turned to place
Etep and Martino. Neither was in
Bight from where he stood, for his
Biad been the longest move. He could
Riot look into the window openings.
■They were small and set high. There
■vas a door opening, but no door.
He went cautiously up to look in
End listen. But he saw nothing,
Beard nothing, inside; He set his
Harbine down and fished a match "out
Hf his hatband, to relight his ciga-
Kette. Then, around the comer from
Bhe cabin front, Dud Parainore
■topped carelessly, humming.
I Con stared, not moving.
I “The Raniers tqld us that
Kqt Comgdche Linn,” Dud
abruptly. ‘Linn was killed
Riat Salado business.”
■ The tip of Dud’s tongue came out
ft wet his lips. Cop took a step to-
^ard Dud and, exactly as if pushed
ft a pole, Dud took a step back-
ftird. Another step, and Dud dupli-
Hted it in revers<. The third step
Bbk them both out into the open/
^■ar of the cabin. There was a
Havy report that jerked Con from
Hp grim concentration upon keep-
ing control of Dud; a shot from the
ggbin wall.
. Dud staggered. Then, like a
drowsing cat stabbed, he whirled to
Aace Martino, screamed, flashed his
^ftd^ to twin Colts and whipped
ftltn - out with speed that fairly
Hlurred the movement. Martino sent
■nother big* slug crashing into him,
But Dud was already falling twirted-
Ry backward.- His guns roared al-
ighost together and the Tullets rang
on the wall. Martino stared savage-
’ly down, then sighed gustily and
put up a hand to rub his cheek.
. “We walked right into each oth-
er,” Con said slowly
it coming for a long time. We’d bet
ter get going.”
As they got nearer, the sound of . shelter,
the firing drew Con’s brows togeth
er. Ht4 began tohurry. But, with
has been,” he said care-
you didn't know me. In
my telling—"
remembered the Canyon,
at the fight?”
rustler
guard
floor,
to ap-
three
In the van he saw a big, dark man,
with a hulking double of him clone
behind. He leveled his carbine at
Latimer .saw him fall with the shot,
shifted -aim to the runner who had
jumped aside and fired again.
The first fury of the charge slacl:--
W’ell, he’s had ened. The fight became a series of
individual battles, between Con,
Martino, and Step, each hugging “his
and men of the jither side
similarly covered. The advantage
■Sn'as even. But there was. yelling
hc ueo
To M€. t
YODORA
MOftOMMT CHKAM
outside where the cowboy line was.
Over the concentration of hunting
targets without exposing himself,
Con heard the Indian-like yipping.
He moved to th* side and peered
around his boulder, looking down th*
barrel of his carbine. A hatchet
face was exposed twenty feet away,
above a pistol. Con fired At Gloomy
Megeath and the face disappeared.
Up from a rock, as if stung, jumped
the lanky, yellow-haired Saint West,
to drop again under the thunder of
guns. Something exploded in Con’s
»kull . . .
From the flat ground behind his
boulder, Con felt himself falling.
“It’s certainly cold for this-time of
year,” he said politely to someone
beside him. “It seems to be getting
into my throat, too. Hard to talk
Wonder what 1'11 land on . . .”
He saw Janet come up to the train
in Wild Horse and she looked (j»t
him and touched Nevil’s arm.
- “That ig, a murdere from Texas,”
she said. “Be very careful about
him.”
. She stepped through the tnyn and
that seemed strange to’ Con. He
wanted to,tell her that he was—But
who wa> he? He tried to remem-
ber, but Uncle Hugh only looked at
him with blank face* and refused to
answer. Aunt Hetty shook her head.
“You’re Mr. Norris’ sister’s boy,
Cola”
She had never "‘called Uncle Hugh
anything by Mr. Norris .But. some
body, somewhere; knew who he was.
A fat, cheerful man. with a found,
red face like a balloon, wiped his
hahds on a flour-sack apron—no, his
Ma^d! For where his left arm should
have been was u shining steel hook.
Con forgot to ask him about his
name. Something else was much
more important. He stood by the
corral in the Broken Wheel door-
yard and looked all around him, even
squatting , to examine the ground
close .to the butts of the logs.
“I want Billy Turtle!” he yelled.
•Con! Con!”
But that was just a dream. He
opened his eyes and found a wall
ahead of him, a cool-looking wall of
buff plaster. Faces came between
him and the wall, Topeka’s and the
doctor’s and Janet’s and Mrs. Teni-
;on’s. They all seined happy about
something. -Even Topeka was grin-
ling.
A hand touched his forehead and
he knew that he had been asleep
ind someone had been humming
dose by. | The hand was taken away
and he Opened his eyes.
“Sonny!” Mrs. Tenison said soft-
y. “Sonny, are you awake?”
“Sort of,” he answered thickly.
And fe|l asleep again .
When he waked in the room again,
the hand, was stil on his forehead.
But anet looked down at him. He
smiled when she smiled.
"’••You —
bregthed.
“Trouble
fniiy-, “that
spite of all
Then he
“What happened —
he demanded. “Did—r'
“Thanks to you and Step and Mar-
tino Palafox, Helligo Canyon is just
a place, now. You eame so close to
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year than ever before. Paint
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That’s why it’s more im-
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