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“Okay, Roy,” he iseid, his voice
drove ihe.fuhsus of
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steady once more. "Some day mebbe
ril .be able to pay yuh boys back for
stickin’ with me like yo’re doin’.”
Roy snorted; “ Tis nothin’ at all
that we do, lad, exceptin’ to be shore
yuh irit a square deal from now on
out. Off with yuh.”
“Don’t take any fool chances, Roy,”
said Slim over * his shblilder as he
aa’ the Dot H Dot are tw only ones
that have been inixed"in tiouble?
“Here' yuh jot railroaded 6n
a
^me-uii. I Mona’s been losin’ a lot of
up,;
stock sbq cain’t afford to. Was I
crdbked'inr’-wantin’ to. jet my hooks
on these two spreads, dike as not I’d
use^thtrsaiiW tactics to jet hold of
’em. -
. “I always will think that, the real
purpose of G^rge Arthur pn that
visit to yore 'daddy was to put the
-rf
SSmopais: Slim Loyale is paroled
from prison after 'servinj. 18 months
for a crime he did not commit. He re
turns to his Circle L ranch to find his
father dead and sinister forces* at
workjtrjrin j to make him violate his
parole so that he caq ajain be rail
roaded to prisoii.
' The Brockwells and their janj are
plotting to gain poaaeasion of t^irele
L ,yaaeh—and the property of Mom
Hall, a. neighbor and life-lonj friend
of Slim Loyale.
^im discovers that Sheriff Stat*
buck has' joined the plot against him.
With the help of Dakota Blue and his
cowboys, Slim Loyale defiea the land-
grabbers to do their worst.
with thoughts and plans concei4iing
Mona, when, out of nowhere, it seem
ed, a mounted figure rose before him
in the trail. Slim jerked 'erect, wary
• ‘ V proposition up to him of soilin’. But
mned .w.y. “Should th«y get yuh, blew up in' gave him the run
before he could gel fai;,
I’m cornin’ after ’em with hot lead.
parole or no parole.”
Slim, .shrugged. ’iMay be logic to
thv/mp bf
presently
gray broiico
=F
ing hoofs soundedl nnd
e pale shape of^ Pirn’s
showed through the
darkness. Slim stood up with a sigh
of .relief. “Roy,” hflLexclaimed. “Thank
heavens.” j
“Roy it be,” came the jaunty ‘an
swer. “^Hm, yuh’lK have to be after
buyih’ a new hat, begqrra. This ’un
has got a hole through it.. But the
spalpeen who ruint#it
ind
J »nj
But Roy was not listening. He was j what yuh say, Dakota^ But why
climbing into Slim’s saddle and urg-j should anybody want the Circle L an'
suspicious. Unconciously ' he{ingP the gray mare away into the the Dot H Dot especially? There’s
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reached to his thigh, only to realize darkness. God old Roy! What a faith-1 plenty of other good outfits in this
that he had left his guns at home.
\“Pull down. Slim,” <came a husky
undertone. “Shore an* tl&ere’s dirty
work abroad tonight. Not another
stop unless yuh’ll be after wantfn’ a
coward slug in the ribs.”
Roy!” exclaimed Loyale. “Roy
SIXTH INSTALLMENT
“Did you ever stop to figure what
the interest on five thousand dollars
at seven per cent amounted to? Add
why
of my stock.” ^ -
The note of tearfu^ misery in her
voice made Slim quite humble and
contrite. “I’nT'fOfry, Mona; I’m on
edge. Shore, yuh did right all along.
But listen to me; don’t yuh go to
Bellin’ anotJher haid of yore cattle.
I’m gonna see George'* Arthur tomor
row an” I’m payin’ liirh every cent
yuh owe him. Yes, sir. I’m takin’ over
that mortgage myself. An’ if yuh
every try an’ pay me one cent of in
terest, I’ll—I’ll—why. I’ll cuff yore
ears for yuh.” He grinned boyishly.
' Mona smiled in return, but shook
her head at the same time. “That’s
dear of you. Slim. But you mustn’t
do it. I’d feel terrible, owing money
lo you. And I’ll make out some way
or other. I feel pretty confident of
that.”
Mona’s niore spirited tone did not
fool SHm a bit. He iaw through it
and understood the valiant courage
of this slip of. a Western girl. With
out kith or kin she wae waging a
lone-handed, losing battle against big
odds, and she was courageously fat
ting the ultihiate. Slim’s eyes softened
as he watched her. Little Spartan,
that’s what she was..
“We won’t talk about that any
more,” he drawled. “One thing is
plumb certarn-,-though; yuh ain’t ever
gonna lose^yore ranch. Whether s^ih
like it or not, Mona, I shore won’t
stand, for some slick 'jasper like
George Arthur foreclosin’ on yuh.
That’s final.^^l^ow gl^r up; let’s 3#
happy for a change.^ He gave her a
comforting pat on the arm.
Strangely enough, they did fall into
channels of easy range gossip. There
was much that had happened while
O’Brien, what in blakes are yuh ridin’
i^ound at.this time of night fdr?”
>- Roy swung his mount close beside
Slim’s, “,Divil a bit do yuh worry
about the why an’ wherefore, lad,” he
hats an
answered. “I’m swappin
hrdnes^with yuh now.’V
Without waiting for the amazed
Slim’s consent, Roy reached over and
ful, fire-eating fighting rhachine the
jolly Irishman was.
yiewing the affair calmly. Slim
knew thak there wm little chance of
Roy getting the worst of the deal. „He
could be as wary and cunning as an
Indian when the occasion required.
Tonight, forewarned of" what to ex
pect ,the odds were greatly in favor
of Roy coming through with flying
colors.
—So—SUm—rode home,- taking the
neck of the woods.”
“Don’t savvy quite yet,” admitted
Dakota, “but I aim to find out one
of these days., An’ when I dp. I’ll
shore be in dh“the ground floor. I’ll
roundabout route Roy had suggested,
and arrived at the Circle L ranch
buildings without seeing ^ a soul. As
he drew up at the corrals and dis
mounted, a dark figure sauntered
have somebody on my hip that I’ll
shore pile up.”
Slim did not ^answer. He was star
ing off into the night towards the
Dot H -Dot. He stirred restlessly.
‘^Dammit,” he snapped, “I wish Roy
would show up.”
As if in answer to the wish, the low
lad. He”Il never need a hat ag’in his-
self.” > •
Roy reined in and dismounted. Slim
caught him by the arm. “Yuh m€an
there was shootin’ Roy?”
Roy laughed. “A little. ThiW shots^
to be exact, lad. When I left yuh.
Slim, I eased along slow fer a time,
givin’ yuh a chance to get well on
yore way. Then I struck straight fer
home, singin’ with all my, lung power.
I guess the Hquid purity of my voice
JI!lMta_chftrmi^mQat,uf them-ptfle-
cats hidin’ along the trail, fer I got
by all but the last one. He sapped
me, with a gun pointed at me midle.
“I asked him, polite-like, what the
hell he wanted an’ what he meant by
holdin’ up a pore harmless cow-punch,
who was after lurin’ of his soul with
song. He called me a low-down, trieky
real gentlemi^ an* told him the
to him. He yanted to know wbatihiid
become of yuh, Slfm. I toM him ynli'd
decided to go home another , wag aft*
was aafe in yore little downy by that
tim^. . ^
(Continui»d Next lague). I
WHAT DO
ign me
9fti<rpl«trtyr4nj!. O, JEftnCSi
a hat aar’in bis- ^
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sidewinder. So I thanked him like
for
bilioumm, loar ftomacli*'
bilious indkesdou, flatu*
1 bemdach(
lence and headache, due
to consdpadon*
10c and 25c at dealaca.
^ . ,. . J swept off Slim’s cream sombrero, re- iiiuum,w, « uimv ukuiv .'^«luln,cIcu
that to my other^expervs^ and Ypu
owtr roH«brimmed-i over'from'the- btmkhouse. It was Da-
<m(te«und why 1 want to sell some Then he swung to the ■ - '
ground. •
“Git offn that gray boss of yores,”
he ordered. “Off, I say, an’ scramble
up on this bay o’ mine. Then do yuh
turn north off the trail a bit an’ be
after join’ home in a roundabout
way.”
Still bewildered, Slim slid to- the
ground, but he did not relax his grip
on the, reins of, his grfy gelding.
■‘What’s the meanin’‘of all this hocus-
pocus, Roy?” he insisted. “Open up
or I don’t move a step.’ ’
Roy. swore softly. "T tell yuh there
be polecats an^* jdirty spalpeens ridip’
tonight, lad. ’Tis yuh they are after.
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kota Blue again. ^
“Roy,” Dakota citlled out tersely.
‘‘\\Tiere’s'SlMl_ Why—what the hell!
Is that yuh. Slim? How come yo’re
ridin’ Roy’s bronc?”
Slim told him of mee-ting Roy and
the subsequent changing of mounts
and hats. Dakota grunted with ap-1
P5;oval. “Roy’s usin’ his haid all the j
time,” he added. ' j
“But ‘I’m gettin’ to the narrow |
edge, Dakota,” said Slim wearily.'
“This ain’t life; this is hell, pure an’'
unsweetened. It’s almost as bad as!
bein’ in prison. On the dodge all the j
time, afraid to call my soul m>\own-;
hidin’ behind- ~yuh’ fellerii—if^ makes
Unless’yuh'listen to old Roy, yuh'll!"* » damned worm. Fot^i,
never git home.alive. But j.e'11 be af-l', R»y n>»y “k'" •
ter foolin’ them.
“Do as r say. Go north to the town
trail an’ then home. I’ll wai^ here
hour to give ypu j)linty of tihue. Then
I’ll start "home myself.^ut 1^1
drunk an’ singin’ loud, so it’ll seem.
They’ll know who I be an’ they won’t
be after bothei^in’ me.”
“But why can’t we both ride a cir
cle home?” demanded Slim. j
“Because of this divil of a light-
colored boss an’ hat of ypres„.,^uh
loom up like a lighthouse, lad. Do as
yo’re told. Or dooa olfi Ro^^ave to
akevvi
muscle yuh down an’ make'yuh?”
At last Slim was beginning to real
right now that was meant for me.
Dakota’s speculative gaze he^ a
queer light in it. “I reckon I savvy
ju.st how yuh feel, Slim. Shore, it’s a
Tight ah*~a ‘tough biie. It takes a lot
more nerve to handle this kind of a
ruckUs that it does to hit the ground
with a gun in each fist an’ talk it out
throi\gh smoke. That-away yuh ^ean
let yoreself go—^jest be darn good and!
mad an’ let that piad run Ioom. |
“Yuh caih*t do that. Yuh gotta keep
yore feelin’s bottled up an’ sidestep
trouble every time yuh m^t it. That
takes . spine an’ plenty of it. Any
danged fool can fight. It tak^ a real
iiu what wa, up. Sumawhuiw along •
the home trtir men were hidden out,
waiUng to/throW a alug through him We fellers appreciate how
Slim had been away; Folks had died;
others had married; babies bad been
ushered into the world—ju.st homely
gossip that did a lot for them both
in easing them and cheering them up.
When Slim squeezed Mona’s hand and
left, some two hours later, he was
bumming happily to himself. It was
good to be back again.
As Slim Loyale headod homeward
through the velvet night, he had al
ready made up his mind as to how he
would ward off the cloud, that was
hanging over Mona Hall’s. headT- The
first thing on .t;he following morning,
he promised himself, .he- would ride
.into Pinnacle and hunt up George Ar
thur. J
Then he would buy up" tfte mort
gage on the Dot H Dot if it cost him
a thousand dollars more than the
amount of the nole. He’d say nothing
to Mona about it When she finally
did learn what had < happened, there
would be nothing she cquld do. Slim
grinned to himself. He knew Mona
would be as ma|d as hops, but she’d
get over it
A couple of miles drifted back un
der the steadily thrumming hoofs of
as h^ rode by. Roy had found it out,
ancT the fafthful Irishman was going
to take Slim’s risk upon bis own will
ing shoulders. ' '
“Damn it all, Roy, I-cain’t let yuh
do it,” objected Slim huskily. “They’ll
plug yuh for me .sure.”
“Not if I sing loud enough,” stated
Roy. “i sing like nothin’ el'se in the
wide world. Besides, I’ve got my guns
an’ I can use ’em without worryirf*
about bustin’ no parole. Now do as I
say like a good lad. Yo’re wastin’
time argyin*;” >
The irony’of hi.s position *dug deep
into Slim. It was maddening to be
placed always thus, .on the defensive
with no way of fighting back. Hia
pride was quick and fierce, more so
perhaps because of the wrong which
had been done him by the niiscar-
riage of justice. •
Blind, primal fury pricked'at' his
brain. He did T>ot want to run, He
wanted to stand and fight, to rip and
tear, to pour hot lead into the vitals,
of those who were persecuting him-
Yet his hands were tiejl. Once in
volved in a gunfight, ,regar(lle8S of
whose making it might be, Slim knew
that it would mean going back to
that hell on earth. .
It meant being enclosed "between
drab, gray walls of stone, away from
the sky, from the warm stars,, away
from everything worth while. Real
his broncoc He was still mgrossed ization of this steadisd.. him, and
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tough, it isi. Slim. But if .we’re. wUlm
to see yub through,. yuh oughta be
willin’ tp do yore part.”
Slim put his hand on Dakota’.s arm. ■
“I savvy, ole-timer. 1 promise, yi|h I
won’t *go muffin’ around any more.-
ItV my f ighj^ -air* 1 gotta make it. One
thing, I got some of the poison outa
me tonight. '1
“Leo Brockwell was at the I>ot H
Dot, talkin’ oWr a cattle deal With
Abe Forhachon. He butte<l into my
visitin’ with '*Mona an’ got na.sty. I
saw red an’ beat the daylights outa
him.'
“I don’t reckon me dares make a
complaint to Jigger Starbuck about
that. Brockweil had a gun an’ me only
my fists. But man, what' a .satisfac
tion it was to feel that polecat’s jaw
under my kcuckles!”
Dakota; stared gravely into the
darkness. “If young Brockwell was
half a man, I’d say he’d be a.shanied
to go to ^arbuck with that yam. But
he’s low enough to do anythin’ to gain
his. ends. Slim. Trouble’s liable to
coma of that.”
“Don’t think so,” demurred Slim.
“Abe Fomacjhon toljl Leo if he went
to StJirbuck about it he'd swear he
did the fist-slingin’ himself.’1
. Dakota chuckled with relief. “Abe’^
lilumb white. Looks like, Starbuck is
gonna have a very devil of a time
t^h’ anything’ against yuh. Slim,
bad as 1 figger he’d like to." I savvy
Tjow why Roy ran into them dry-
gulchers along the trail. Leo Brock
well eyiderdly skinned out fast from
the Dot^^H'I^ an’ rounded up some
of his crowd to ambush yuh on yore
way home. We41, he’ll be dirappointed
again.”
' SHm turned the bronco into the
corrals, then rolled and lit a cigar-
Citte. He souatted on his heels Leside
the gate. “No ose me go^n* to b^ un
til Roy gets back,” he announced. “I
couldn’t sleep anyhow.”
Dakota nodded, manipulated the'
makins himself and -hunched down
beside Slim. “Mona say anythin’ to
yuh about losin’ cattle?” he inquired
presently.
Slim nodded, “^h-huh. Said Flash
Ck>urtney an’ his gang had been
workin’ on her herd, I didn’t tell her
so, but that don’t sound reasonable
to me. Far as I know, Courtney has
alius hung out around Battle Moun
tain, an’ that’s fifty-sixty miles from
here.
“No call for him to come clear over
here to rustle stock when he’s got all
of Murgatroyd Valley right a. his
front door to op^te in. I aim te find
out of course, but somethin* tells me
the real rustlers are a lot closer to
home than Battle Mountain.”
Dakota Blue frowned thoughtful!^.
Think yo’re shootiiF close, Slkn,!!- he
ag^d. “There’s been a wild h'unch
workin* for me for iome time. An’
the more 1 Uiink ah*^ figure, the more
shore I get t^t it’s a good one. Fun
ny, don’t *yuh think, that of all the
spreads in these parts, the CirSle L
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