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: i: ^ l-ji,-". >'L-"\ ' ' M '> ' *" : : ~ 1 ^ StrI \ ^ ?* ffilliszmffla. COPYRIGHT,BY* G.W.I '.i '? CHAPTER II. / An Initialed Hat. ' Mackenzie was reading the Sentinel while he ate a late breakfast. He had It propped against the water bottle, so that it need not interfere with the transportation ;of sausages, fried potatoes, hot cakes and coffee to thein common destination. *> Trying to do two things at once has Its disadvantages. A startling headline caught his eyes just as the cup was at his lips. Hot coffee, precipitately swallowed, scalded his tongue and throat He set down the cup, ' swore mildly, and. gave his attention to the news that had excited hira: "While the citizens of Saguache were peacefully sleeping last night, a ' lone bandit held up the messengers of : the Western & Southern Express com- j pany. ?r.d relieved them of twenty thousand dollars just received from By j Paso on the Flyer. r ' ' I ) "Ever See This Before7" "Perry Hawley, the local manager , of the company, together with Len Rogers, the armed guard, had just re- | turned from the depot, where the money had been turned over to them j and receipted for. Hawley had un- i locked the door of the oflic^ and had j stepped in, followed by'Rogers, when a masked desperado appeared sudden- J ly out 01 me aarKness, uisarmeu me guard and manager, took the money, ( passed through the door and locked it after him, and vanished as silently as he had come. Before leaving, he j warned his victims that the place would be covered for ten minutes and at any attempt to call for help they would be shot. Notwithstanding this, the imprisoned men risked their lives j oy raising the alarm." Further down the page Mackenzie | discovered that the desperado was still at large, but that Sheriff Bolt expect- j ed shortly to lay hands on him. He folded the paper and returned to his room to make preparation to return to his ranch. The buzz of the telephone called him to the receiver. The voice of Cullison reached him. "That you, Mac? I'll be right up. ! No, don't come down. I'd rather see you alone." The owner of the Circle 0 came 1 right to business. "I've made a raise, Mac, and while I've got It I'm going to I 2ght i By cZeod/Sszne DTLL.nSLGi.HAM. COMPANY "Yes. but?" ! "Or more likely me." The gray eyes nf tlip former sberilT held a frosty smile. In spite of that smile, or perhaps because of it. Mackenzie felt again that Hash of doubt. "What's the use of talking foolishness. Luck? Course you didn't do it. I know you too well." But the trouble was Mackenzie did not know him well enough. Cullison was hard up. close to the wall. IIow far would he go to save himself? In his slow, troubled fashion, Mac wondered if his old side partner's streak of lawlessness would take him as far as a holdup. Of course it would not, he assured himself; hut he could not get the ridiculous notion out of his head. Mackenzie drifted to the courthouse. He found Sheriff Bolt in his office. The Scotsman wanted to discuss the robbery, hut was shy about attacking, the subject. While lie boggled at it, Bolt was off on another tack. Inside of a quarter of an hour the sheriff had found out all he wanted to know about the poker game, Cullison's financial difficulties, and the news that Luck had liquidated his poker debt since breakfast. Moreover, he had talked so casually that Ids visitor had no suspicion of what he was driving fit. Mackenzie attempted a little sleuthing of Ids own. "This holdup fellow kind of slipped one over on you last night. Bolt." "\T.ivlif. cn nnrt tnnvhp not " "Got a clue, have you?" I "Ck. yes?yes." The sheriff looked straight at him. "I've a notion his Initials are L. CI." Tiillio felt himself flushing. "What makes you think that. Nick?" Bolt walked to a cupboard and unlocked it. ilis hack was toward Vhc cattleman, hut the hitter could see him take something from a shelf. Turning quickly, the sheriff tossed a hut upon the table. "Ever see this before?" .Mac picked it up. Ilis Angers were iim| quite steady, for a great dread drenched his heart like a rush of icy water. Upon that gray felt hat with the pinched crown .was stamped the individuality?and the initials?of Luck 1 Cullisoti. I "Don't know as I recognize It." he < lied. not very readily. "Not to know It. Why?" . "Thought perhaps you might know < it. The holdup dropped it while yet* i tiny away." < Mackenzie's eyes dim-hod. "Dropped , it. How was that?" t "A man happened to conte ninny San | Miguel street just as the rohhcr swung \ to his horse. lie heard the cries of ) the men inside, guessed wliat was do- j ing. and exchanged shots with the mis* s creant. lie shot litis hat off the fel* ( low's head." "Who was toe man that shot the ( robber?" 1 "Cass I'etidrlek." ' 1 "i'.ut he didn't claim to recognize the; f Iw.hl.... I . ijuimiji ; ? "Not for certain. He guessed a man wlie.se initials nro I lie same as ilmsc in that, lint." "If yon mean I.ucJ: Otjllison. it's a d d lie." exploded the cattleman. He was furious with himself, for he felt now that he had heen unsuspectingly helping to certify the suspicions of the sheriff. Like an idiot, he had let out much that told heavily against his friend. I "I hope so. What about this hat,' witii the two holes shot through the rim?" "Shn! We all wear hats just like J that. I.ook at mine." I'.illic held it out eagerly. I "Has yours an L. C. stamped in the sweat hand?" I'.olf asked with a smile. "I know you ain't Ids friend. Nick. Hut you want to he fair to him even if he did oppose your election." Mackenzie laid an appealing hand on the knee | of the man seated opposite him. I "I'm sheriff of I'npago county. It j doesn't make any difference wlio | worked for or against me, Ilillie. 1, was elected, and I'm going to enforce' tlie law. I'.y the way, I've got to pnj ; for some supplies ihis morning. Can ! you cash a check for a hundred?" I "I reckon so." Mackenzie drew frotnj his pocket the mil Cllllisotl had give' 1 iiiiu two hours before. Ilo peeled live t twenties from it. Tho sheriff observed r th:it the prcvuilinz deiiomiiiittiou was ? tin* same. "dot these from Luck?" he nslcec|l ca roiossly. The cat I Ionian stared at him, nnd;l i!ie suspicion gr?v on him that he had j 1 been trapped again. 5 "Why do you ask?" "Because it happens the hills sloler! i frotn the W. & S. were all twenties." I 'j I'roll I the other; r?f tho sheriff, Mac- J t krnzio wandered to the club in search j s of Luck, lie was thoroughly dispirited j < both dreaded to meet I.uck, and yet was anxious to do so. Culllson had left the club, but Alec t Flandrau was still there. Billie drew f him into a corner, and learned that t Luck had just settled with 1dm. .. j t "Anyone" see" hfin give ft to you. Alec?" ^ "No. He took me upstairs to the library and paid me." "In bills?" "Yes?in twenties." "For God's sake, don't tell anybody J that." In a dozen jerky sentences the1 owner of the Fiddleback toid Flandrau. of the suspicions of the sheriff. Together they wept in search ol Luck. But though they looked foi him all day, he was not to be found.! The last that had been seen of him J Luck was walking along the plaza, toward the hotel, not a hundred and' fifty yards from the latter. A dozen men had spoken to him in the distance. of a block. But he had net been seer, to reach his hotel. He had not called | for his room key. Somehow he nacr vanished, and none conld tell how or! where. A Bolt his disappearance was as1 good as a confession of guilt. He! searched Lucy's room at the hotel. Among other things, he found an o1<I envelope with interesting data penciled on It. Before nightfall the word was whispered all over Saguache that Luck Cullison, pioneer cattleman and former sheriff, was suspected of the W. & S. express robbery and had fled to save himself from arrest. At first men marveled that one so well known and so popular, one who had been so prominent In ntfairs. could be suspected of such a crime, but as th'e.v listened to the evidence and saw it fall like blocks of a building into place, the conviction grew that lie was the masked bandit wanted by the sheriff. * * * * Red-beaded Bob Cullison finished making tbe dfcimond hitch and proudly called bis cousin Kate to Inspect the pack horse. "You never saw the hitch thrown better, sis," be bragged, boylike. "Uncle Luck says I do It well as hfc can." "It's fine. Bob," bis cousin agreed, with the proper enthusiasm in her cin.ru eye?, "iou ii nave iu ujo how to do it one of these days." She was in a Uhnkl riding skirt, and she pulled herself to the saddle of her own horse. From this position she gave hint final instructions before leaving. It had been on Wednesday morning thai Licit Cullison disappeared from the face of t he earth. Before twentyfour hours the gossip was being whispered in the most distant canons of Papago county. The riders of the Circle C knew it, hut none of them lind yet told either Cob or Kate. Now it was Friday morning and Kate was beginning to wonder why tier father did not call her up. Could it he that Soapy Stone was pulling off tils train robbery at Tin Cup and her rather so busy that lie could not take time to ride to a telephone station? She did not like to leave the ranch just low, even for a few hours, but oflier , justness called her away. Sweeney j ivas holding down tlie fort at the Del ! Dro against Fondrick's shcephcrders, ' ind his weekly supply of provisions J jnd to be taken to him. Since she i wanted to see with iier own eyes how things were getting along at the cation, she was taking the supplies in person. She rode from sunlight into shadow ind from shadow to sunlight again, winding along the hill trail that took ler toward the Del Oro. After hours >f travel she came to the saddle from which one looked down to the gap in : lie canon walls that laid been the eomnon watering place of ail men's cat:le, but now was homesteaded by her "ather.* She could see the hut. the "ericc line running parallel- to the i stream on the other side, some grazing ' . attic, Sweeney's horse in the corral. The niteons bleating of a lamb float ;d to her. Kate dismounted and made ler way toward the sound. A pathetic ittle huddle of frightened life tried to druggie free at her approach. The dim log of tlio lamb had become ,vedged at the intersection of several rocks in such a way that it could not ;e withdrawn. Kate pulled the boulder away, and released the prisoner. She took the I >oft, woolly creature in her arms, and ixnmined the wouuded limb, all torn ind raw from its efforts to escape. A round, she recalled, ought to he vashed with cold water and hound. Returning to her horse, she put the title animal in front -of the saddle and continued on the trail that led down to :he river. Sweeney came out from the cabin ind hailed iter, lie was a squat, weatliir-beatcn man, who had ridden for her 'ather ever since she could remember. "What in Mexico you got there?" lie isked in surprise. She explained Die circumstances tinler which she had found the intnl). "Ana WIUU you mining iu no wuii t?" "I'm going to tie up its leg and lake t across the river. Some of 1 lie C. K. lerders are sure to liiul it before light." "Sho! What are you fooling with ?nss Fondrick's sheep furV" he grumbled. "It isn't a sheep, hut u Iamb. And i'm not going to see it sufTor, no mater who owns it. I'll just rifle across mil leave it outside the fence," she ;aid. "Lonimo go. I know the river heter." Sweeney did not wait for her assent, >ut swung to the saddle. She handed liin tlie lamb, and he forded llie it ream. Sweeney saw some one disappear nlo a wasii as he reached (lie leneo. i'he rider held tip the lamb, jabbered i sentence of hrimelio Spanish at the (pot where the man had been, put lowii ids bleating burden, ami ranered hack to his own side of the river. An hour later. Kale, on the return rip, topped the rise where she had bund the lamb. I'ulling up her puny. | o rest the horse from its Hindi. :;!ie j ;a:'.ril back aerns.s the river to the to!! | ingridges"among"which lay tlie C. F. ranch. Oddly enough, she had never seen. Cass Fendrick. He had come to Papago county a few years before, and had bought the place from an earlier settler. In the disagreement that had fallen between the two men, she was wholly on the side of her father. Sometimes she had wondered what manner , of man this Cass Fendrick might be; disagreeable, of course, but after precisely what fashion? "Your property, t Bellevp, Miss Culllson." She turned at sound of the suave, amused drawl, and looked upon a dark, slim young man of picturesque appearance. He was bowing to her with an obvious intention of overdoing it. . Her Instinct told the girl who he was. She did not need to ask herself any longer what Cass Fendrick looked like. He was noiaing out to ner me oiooastalned kerchief that had been tied to the lamb's leg. "I didn't care to have it returned," she told him with cold civility. "Now, If you'd only left a note to say so, it would have saved me quite a considerable climb," he suggested. In spite of herself a flicker of amusement lit her eyes. She had n sense of humor. "I did not think of that, and since you have troubled to return it to me, I can only say thank you." She held out her hand for the kerchief, but he did not move. "I jlon't know but what I'll keep it, after all, for a souvenir." She Ignored his sardonic mockery. "I don't let live creatures suffer when I can help It. Are you going to give me my handkerchief?" "Haven't made up my mind yet. Perhaps I'll have it washed and bring It home to you." She decided he was trying to flirt with her, and turned the head of her horse to start. "Now your father has pulled his freight, I expect it will be safe to call," he added. The bridle rein tightened. "What nnrtconco firo VOll ROVinC abflllt TT1V fa ther?" "No news, Miss CulHson; Just what everybody is saying, that he has gone to cover on account of the holdup." A chill fenr drenched her heart "Do you mean the holdup of the Limited at Tin Cup?" "No I don't" He looked at her sharply. "Mean to say you haven't heard of the holdup of the W. & S. Express company at Saguache?" "No. When was it?" * "Tuesday night. The man got away with twenty thousand dollars." "And what has my father to do with that?" she demanded haughtily. A satisfied spleen' ] purred in his voice. "My dear young lady, that is what everyone is asking." "What do you mean? Say it." There was fear as well as anger in her voice. Had' her father somehow got into trouble trying to save^Sara? "Oil, J'ru saying nothing. But what Sheriff Bolt means is that when he gets his handcuffs on Luck Cullison he'll hnve the man that can tell him where that twenty thousand is." "It's a lie." . He waved his Jhnqd,Mairily, as one who declined responsibility in the matter, but his dark, saturnine face sparkled with malice. "Maybe so. Seems to be some evidence, but I reckon he can explain that away?when he comes back. The holdup dropped a hat with the initials L. C. in the band, since identified as his. He had lost a lot of money at poker. Next day he paid it. He had no money In the bank, but maybe he found It glowing on a cactus bush." "You liar!" she panted, eyes blazing. "I'll take that from you, my dear, because you look so blamed pretty when you're mad; but I wouldn't take it from him?from your father, who is hiding out in the hills somewhere." A ../.A. I....1 llAK In iiui.-iirui.-ii " tmn in/in nv? an Inarticulate cry." 1-Ie had come close to lier, and was standing beside the stirrup, one bold hand upon the rein. Her quirt went swiftly up nnd down, cut like a thin bar of red-hot Iron across his uplifted face. lie \ I He Stumbled Back Half Blind With Pain. stumbled back, half blind with the pain. Before bo could realize what had happened the spur on her little boot touched the side of (lie pon.v and it was oil witli a bound. Site was galloping wildly clown the trail toward home. lie looked after her, lingers caressing the welt that burned ids cheek. "You'll pay for that. Kate Cullison,"; he said aloud to himself. j (To be Continued). i ? Randolph Brooks, son of Ulysses Brooks, a barber of Spartanburg, was convicted in criminal court in Chattanooga, Tenn., last week, of driving a truck which ran down and killed a woman and her child October 9. He was sentenced to from one to five years in prison. Hastings Seeds 1921 Catalog Free It's ready now. 116 handsomfely illustrated pages of worth-while seed and garden news. ThiB new catalog, we believe, is tixe most valuable seed book ever published. It contains twenty full pages of the most popular vegetables and flowers in their uatu ral colors, the finest work of its kind over attempted. With oar photographic illustrations, and color pictures also from photographs, we show yea just what you grow with Hastings'., Seeds even before ycu order the seeds. This catalog mak33 garden and flower bed planning easy and it should be in every single Southern home. Write us a post-card for it, giving your name and address. 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Clubmakers will confer a favor if in sending renewals they will begin the letter with "Renew" or in the case of a New name if they will begin with the word "Enter." That will save the bookkeeper trouble in having to hunt the list to avoid entering the same name twice. And let it be remembered also that this offer of the paper at $2.50 a year will be withdrawn on February 19, and that after that date the price will he $3.00 a year. L. M. GRIST'S SONS, York, S. C. ,:>j ijU* skin of? what's coming to you." He had taken a big roli of bills from ; his pocket, and was counting off what he had lost to his friend. The latter noticed that it all seemed to be in i twenties. "Twelve hundred. That squares us, j Mac." The Scotsman was vaguely uneasy i without a definite reason for his anxiety. Only last night Cullison had told i him not a single bank in town would advance him a dollar. Now he had money in plenty. Where had he gut it? Mackenzie's eye fell on a copy of the Sentinel protruding from the other's pocket. "Head about the holdup of the W. & S. express? That fellow had his nerve with him." VM10 i J. J lib iliimiiji ^iiuiCd tint easiest yet. He pot the drop on them, and there was nothing to it." "llow did lie know there was money ' coming in last night?" "There's always a leak about things of that sort. Somebody talks. I knew j Jt myself, for that matter." "You knew! Who told you?" "That's a secret, Mae. Come to think of it. I wish von wouldn't tell ; any body tliat I knew. I don't want to per the man who told me in trouble." i "Sure 1 won't." lie passed to another phase of the subject. "The Sentinel sa.vs I hilt expects to catch the robber. Think he will?" "Not if the fellow knows his business. I'.oit has nothing to go on. He has the whole Southwest to pick from. ; For all he knows, it was you."