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DESE RT - JsAuthor of Rider Copyright by Harper & Brothers. GALE RUSHES ROJAS, THE BANDIT Wheeling. Gale rushed at Rojas. It was his old line-breaking qe. Neither Rojas nor his men. had time to move. The black cd bandit's face turned a dirty white; his jaw dropped; he 1 have shrieked if Gale had not hit him. The blow swept h im yard against his men. Then Gale's heavy body. swiftliy fol lowing -with the momentum of that rush, struck the little group of rebels. They went down with the table and chairs in a sliding crash. Gale. carried by his plunge, wrent with them. Like a cat he landed on. top. As he rose his powerful hands fastened on Rojas. Ile jerked the little bandit off the tangled pile of struggling. yell-* ing "men, and, swinging him with terrific force, let go his hold. Rojas slid along the floor, knocking over tables and chairs. Gale bounded back, dragged Rojas up. handling him as if he were a limp sack. A shot rang out above'the yells, Gale heard the jingle of break ss. The room darkened perceptibly. Ile flashed a glance "d. The two cowboys were between him and the crowd of rebels. With a cry Gale slung the bleeding Rojas from him. edit struck a table. toppled over it, fell, and lay prone. A nother figure closed in on Gale. This one was dark, swift. A blade glinted--described a circle aloft. Simultaneously wilh a close, red flash the knife wavered; the man wielding it stumbled backward. The din became a roar. Gale heard shots that sounded like dull spa.ts in the distance. The big lamp behind the bar seem ingly; split. then spultered and went out. leaving the room in darkness. That's how Dick Gale, American, rushes Rojas, the Mexican bandit, in "No Man's Land," Just over the border. He is doing it to give Lieut. George Thorne, American cavalryman, a chance to get his Spanish sweetheart, Mercedes Castaneda, out of the bandit's clutches. It's a pretty tale, this romance of George and Mercedes. And still more ro n-antic is the love story of Dick and Nell Burton. For Dick, to save Mercedes for Thorne, casts his lot with the two American cowboys who shot out the lights and goes into a new world of adventure in which he finds hardship, romance, desperate endeavor, fighting, love and gold. The author? Why, no less a writer than Zane Grey, author of "The Heritage of the Desert," "Riders of the Purple Sage" and more than a dozen other first-class tales of the West. Of pioneer stock, with a college education and wide athletic and outdoor experience, his literary work since 1904 has made him probably the most widely-read author of western stories of adventure. PROLOGUE lug. Our rails crsed again-that's -1-- good." I "hell'io," rledl(( Camnei-n slowly. A face haunted ('ineron-a won- "Any itilnerai sign today?' all's I.aice. it was Ihere in the white " o.' her iit of the (lying enl inipir.e; i. hung 't'hey 1n1141 camp together, ate their in the slt low: that hovered over the frugai I iea I, sutioked a ripe, and 'oi oe flicker ing iIglit ; it drifted in the dark- in theii bin nkets Without exelngig 11i0iS~ IM-y()i(l. 111111, uSwor(s. Ini t l morn g thle sa(uiie hi'r. when the (lay had closedt retiene. the saiiie iiioofiiss sham' ight set in with teniz4'd the mnier of both. But Cam one in whichi ('on's ('ill11 i'm. Whenh a ii110ked tIhraongel d ill hii 'i1141 l as ready to 81liii, faced long past--of a about a 1j sidl: "We night slay to. - or a woitan he tether, If i's ail right with you.' - ., and loved too '11 hex tii e at. parne, 1', Il led 1)ector for gold, Ciiiioi a lover of the "Y'e lie 'uiaoi,"sdth dIreacl. rock{-nneu~ n.-nltude,(4 b)(lieeonrse ~ . I' abgi~a'.fw he wanted to be alone to remneimber. fld illte'lbenogfrto" Th'ien a sarp f'link of met1 al on (01tgo(OaIio h ls stonie and1( soft 11ads1 of hio(rs in sandfrgodaoi" 'IduelCmo. prompi~tel Cameron4'01 to r'each. for his ils'Ounmios (e)-tliou gun, anid to mIove ouit of the light of yseitdasiglrfa;. i the waining campijfiret. 10(1Ciii-utosititIite 1lgure(s daurker' than the gloom in ap- sofhswndrn e a 1iroatcheti and1( took shape, and In t he u~wocudedr qllywt light tturnied out to be those of a whIte u teblsnghaheliaig mian and1( a hieavIly pmneked burro. "liello there," the man11 : elied, as5 he camea to a halt and gazedl ahonmti hulim. "I saw your fire. May I make c'amp here?'' ('anmeron (came1 forthi Out of the shadow ani greeted hIs visIt or, whomn he too0k for a pr1ospedctor like biniself. Camner'on r'esetedo~ t~he breakcing of his lonely ('niniplh'eo vigil, b~ut he respect ed the iaw of the desert. Tihie striinigeir thuanked huimi and then slippiedl the 1pnek fr'om his burro. 'i''an lhe rolled (out his Iack aind began 'itions for ai ilnia. The~ calmp. *Into a bright blaze, and by . Camrer'on saw a man11 whose *somehow did4 not seem to S.....: :n 01ld, and whose s~tooped shoulder's d1id not (det ra't fromi an lin-. pressioni of ruiggefl striengl h. . Ano uther of thiose strange deser1t p~ro)spector's ini whiom there'( wats soime r'elenthess driing power he'sites thle q, *~/ lust for goild ! Cameron feilt that4 be0 tween this maon and himasel f t here was a subtle alinmity, vagtue and1( unidelline,'l peihiaps bion (if the dliinaion111 thati hiere was a desr(It wanderer1(i lIIke hhnii self. perhlaps1 biorni of a dl(eper, an uni lntelliglble relatIion ha11ving Its roo4t s back in the , past. A lonig-forigot ten Aeuisation stir'red1 in Cameromn's br'east, one so long forgotten thai lhe ('111 H!on red, ald h an at not re'ognize It. But It was akin to in."uTrlsCoedAan pain.ThtsGo. Ii -4 When lie nwakened he found, to his 181trs.tewlrnsofad surprise, that his companion had de'. imd1o' 111lv 1ccutetr parted. A tr'all in the sand led off torilesh'(' 11dsltluo te the north. There was no water ini~etmt Imysrk hog h that direction. Cameron shr'ugged his in1i l'rt1113'hafoPn-s - shou~llders ; it was11 not hIs affair; lhecteonrhfrteClraobs. had his own problems. And straight- oaran(11ia.' way hie for'got his strange vIsitor. ko Iliconrhtok Cameron began his day, grateful fortie1(4la ithsaeaantr" the solitude(1 tat was1 flow unbr)Ioken, rllelhs(Eiiii~~i Ihti ~lh 4S. for tihe ennon-furr'owed. Cnetuis-spired gttesilsl( l')'hsbroi e Scene that Miow shOwed no sign of 11( Caeo."'5,'i 4(1 I'i 'Ife W'Ir It' l-"- Iught, and lhe1411',to I'se'ue(tieut \ i, .~ na brotught adfrafwdy yrlpn v1' Ii !i 7! * the crack oflit'yo" 1! *~; There down the "aeitouwa. idCmr. a * .' . . * burr. Ca- "lieyl, eid Casowinrn si lowly. I . . 7'Te into deh 'etu Atoges'tthe, aehir ~.I te ma, hatUerd the maee of oth.mesu. Cam s of the Purple eron was glad his comrade had the Indian habit of silence. Another day's travel found the prospectors deep in the wildertiess. Then there (tune a breaking of reserve, noticeable in the elder lmn, almost Imperceptibly grad ual in ('amoi4n. And so, as Cameron began to respond to lire influence of it dese't less lonely than habitual, he began to lake keener note ot' Is com rade, 111(1 found hin different from [1ny other he had ever encountered in the wilderness. 'Th.'is man never tumible(l at the heat, the glare, the lrih lig sand, the sour water, the scant fare. He was tireless, patient, brooding. C ameron's awakened interest brought 1ome to him the realization that for 'eirs he had shunned companionship. [n those years only three men had vandered Into the desert with hi1m, and these had left their bones to ileach in the shifting sands. Cameron 111(1 not cared to know their secrets. lIut the more he studied this latest 'omrade the more he began to suspect hat he might have missed something ni the others. In his own (riving pas dlon to take his secret into the limit ess abode of silence and desolation, vhere he could be alone with it, he 1ad forgotten that life dealt shocks to >ther men. Somehow this silent com. 'ade remin(led him. One afternoon lIte, after they had [ofled up a white, winding wash of sand and gravel, 11e' (.:nmtle upon at Iry waterhole Cameron lug deep nto the sand, but without nynIil. lie was turning to r'trace weary ;teps 1:1ck to the lnst mater when his coili. r'de( askedc1 hinl to wait. Cameron waltchedl himt search In his Ill k;,'ndm tring forth what appe'red to be i sill I, forked binnch of a pench tree. I1e grasld the p rongs of . e fork and held then b'fore him withli the nd standing sirai ght 011, and then le i'gano a 1101k allolg tle s1'1':tmi1 led. n'aine'on. It . first amused, then 1unn1ed, thin pitying, and at last ell Flous, kept pnce with Ilhe pr11s4e1ctor. le saw i stron;g tension of his com1 'rde's wrists, as If he was .old ing hard naninst i considlerable force. The n'11 of the Ipen(l branch began to 11111ver and 111'n1, kept In roing, an1(d at length poin tei to the groun4d. "Dig here,'' said th114 1r1p1ector. "Wimat !" eJneulla ted( Camielrn. I Indl the ma11n lost his mind? 'Then' Cameron stood by while his romnrade dug In the sans. Three feet 1e (lug-f01u)'---five, and the sandt rew dlark, thben moist. At six feet vater began to seep through. "(et the little basket in my pack," C'ame'ron compled, and sawes his omrn1e drop the basket into the deep lole, where It kept thle sies froml 'y mug ii and1( allowe14d thle watiIr to) lhe basket filled. Of aill- I e st range n1~elets of 111s desert'i enroel'4' tis wasi1 lie stranllgest. Curiouly he pleked uip lie pench branRch and( heldl It as he iad1 54een It hel. The thIng, how wver, was deand In his hnands. "I see you haven4'2't got It," remairkedl 11s comiradle. "lrew men4" ha~ve. Btack 21 Illinois an 01(1 Giermian used4 to do hat to loente wvells. le shIowed4 tnle haid the4 sam po0 )wer'. I ennf't ex )lain. Thle 0141 German I spoke of nadI~e 1iney trallvelinog rou~nd wIth hIs >ench forkc." "Whlat ai gift for ai man in the dles 'rt !" ('ameronl's 'omlrade smiled--tlre see md14 time14 In all thlos( dalys. Thiey' entered a region where 1111n ral nhotunded, an~d t heIr marchbhe am111 slower. Generally thley took thel ourse of a wash, one Onl eachl side. 21d let the hurros0 tralvel leIsurely long nIppIng ant the lc'i4hed blades f scant gralss, or at siu or enletu~s, chlile they searched In the eannons and~ m1der the ledges for sIgns of gold. Each su1ceedlng (day3 and nlghlt 'amleronl felt him11self mlore andi~ more Irnwn'1 to tis strrange man. I14' founad hat after hlotrs of burnilng to11li e 11ad( llsenlsibly gr-own ne4arer1 to his com7 ade14. lIe reCfier4td tha Ilt after a few veeks in thie desert lhe 1had( always ''c01me l dfferen'it man1 2. In elIlia Ion, In the rotugh iIning camps, lhe ind( been ai pre4y 1) to inrest and14 gloom. tit once down (In thle greait blllowing weep'l of tis honiely world(, lie ('4u1b4 nok lIn his unlquIiet soul wIthout hIt. 4'lness5. So now~ he4 il10 no t rv'e1lat slowv stIr s1tnflig warImler 41lon2g hIs ein21, and~ lit the l)remtonition)1 that per4' '911) he 42nd thlis man11. ain 1010n2 lie .'eert, diriven there4 1by lIfe's my'ster'I '11 andi~ remIlorsele('s mo1(t Ive, were 14) Ce ChII otheri through God's eyes. One night' they were enenml~lped at hie head of a (IlEnon. Thel day13 had1 'cen exceedin1g13y hot. 121nd lon~g after un~downi the radialtIons of hetat from lie rocks persisted. ('aumron watchled1 lIs comrnade, and 3yielded4 to Interest 4" had~ not herett fore 'solved. "I'ard'oner, whiat drtIVes5 you' 111to the C ert? D)o youl COmel to for;get?7" "All !" softly exclaImed ('ameron. lway's 110 seemed to hove kno~wn that, 1e 5nid( 1n0 more, k:nt gr'ew neu'ltely onscious111 of the 1'ang !nl his own'i ren'lst, 'If the fire In his heairt, tile trlfe and tormenlt of his passIon. rIrven soul1. IIe hadt come into the1( leser't to rememulber a womnlan. Rhe pneared to 11111 then n18 sln lied ne Grey tc. to him. Nell had struggled upward out of meit!ng depths. She had re ('onstrieted it broken life. And now she was lighting for the name aind litppiness of her child. Litile Nell ! Cameron experienced a shuddering ripple In ill his being-the physlcal rack of an emotion born of a new and strange 4ons1eltt4isness. lie felt that It had been given him to help Warren with his burden, Ile returned to ciamtp trying to evolve at pln. All night he lay awake thinling. In the morning, wht Warren brought the burros to mnl) and beglan pireparatttins for the itusual parklug, ('nmerot broke silence. "l'ardner, your story last night made me thilk. I want to tell you somIe thing about nyself. In Ify younger dcays-it seems long now, yet it's not so ianny years---I was wild. I wronged the sweetest and loveliest girl I ever knew. I went away hot dreaming that any disgrace might eoine to her. Along about that time I fell into terrible m Muds---I changred-I learned I really loved her. 'l'hin caatie a letter I should have got t en mont his before. It told of her troile-iportunel met to hurry to save her. 1lailf friitle with shame and fea r, I got i marriage cete tifeate and rushed back to her town. dier 'ys/s MyiLS _ "Warren - Hold On! Give Me - a Minute-i Married Neil-Didn't You Know That?" She was gnte-hiad been gonie for weeks, and her dIsgrace was knoitwn, leritends wairned ime to keep out of reachi of her fatheitr. I tranlled ther found her. I married her. ltu t too late ! . . . She would not live with me. She left mie-l followed her west, but never found her."' Wa rrena lean ed forward at little and lookedl lnto Cameiitron's eyes, as -If seiarchiing there for the rel),ntan11ce thiat mighit nmkie hiam less de'serving of (Catnierln me111t lie gaize umflinchilngly', and1( aigain beganit t ~oipek: "You know, of 'ourese, how men ou hero' somiei ts lose' olbilnates, 01(1 itden titles. It woii't surprise yon much to learn may name isn't really C'uml eronl, as5 1 once'( 11h1 you." WVarren st iifenied upright. It seemued thait t here mtighit lhav e been a blan11k, a suspetnsion, ihletween his grav e in. I (rest andt somet sitange mood0( to come. Cam neron tel t Is hiear hLulge and coatract in hIs breast ;all hiis body gre'w coldl ; and it took t remuendous effort for him11 to makh~e his lips forii words. "Warirenl, I'm the mian you're hiuint ing. I'm Hturt on. I wats Nell's lover !" Tile ol miin rose an id towered over Camneron, and1( thlen piliiunged down upon himn, and 'ltced his throat ith t errible, stillinag handiis. 'lThe harsh contnet, the' pain awakened Cainer('iOn tO his lier! before it was tou hi te. I )espe'ra t' fghtIinrg soavedl himii from beIng bmuiied to the grouiind andit stampll lOiImjnl crushiedt. Wa rreni s('('niid at miio e' gianil. Tihiere was a reel inig, watyin1g, wirest ilag st 'rggle before thle elde(r man11 biegaii to wveaken. Thlen ('aileron, buffeted,(I bloody, hl f-stunnied.'iI pnted for spee'eh. "'Wi rren-hohl on ! (ive mi ie-n inuiite. I imarritnd Nteil. Ilidin't youi kowi that ? . . . I saved thet '1hild !'" Canei(rou feilt thle shiock thaiit lbreat ed through War'ren. le repentetd thle words again and agam. As if com-i lielled by some resist less p)ower', Witr. ren released Cameron, anid, staggering' back, stood with uplifted, shallk ing hands. In is faIce wafs a1 horriblue d~arknfess. Camieron. "I've got that miairrlnag' cert ifleate-I've haiid it by ime all thease' years. I kept it-to prove to riyseit 1 did( rIght." Th~e old man) ttered at brokcen cry. "And when I saw her--i went stark, staring, raving mad over her." (70o JiE CON'r1NUaiL). 1 by Za gage, Wildfire, E looked when first she entered his life -n golden-haired girl, ilue-eyei, white-skinned, red-lppedl, taill inl slender andl heautiful. Ile had never forgotten, and an old, sickening re morse knocked at his heart. 11e rose and climbed out of the canon naid to the top or the mesa, where he pacedc to and fro and looked lown into the weird and mystic shailows. like the darkness of ils passion, and farther on lown the imioon track and the glit tering stretehes that vanished in the cold blue horizon. In that eniless. silent hall of tesert there was a splrit ; and Cameron felt hovering near himni what ie limagined to be phantoms of peace. lie returned to camp andl sought his comrnltd,. "I reckon we're two of a kind," he said. "It was a woman who drove me int, the desert. But I come to re member. The desert's the only place I enn do that." "Was she your wife?" asked the elder man. "No." A long silence ensuch. The enmp fire wore down to a ruddy ashen heap. "I had a daughter," sa Id ('aneron's comrade. "She lost her mot her at birth. And I-I (lildn't know how to bring up a girl. She was pretty and gay. It was the--the old story." Ills words were peculiarly signitl. en int to C'amieron. They (listresse.1 hims. lie hail been wrapped up in his remorse. If ever In the 181st he hail thought of anyone connected vitIi the girl he hld wronged. he ail long forgott (i. lint the conseqtences of such wrong were far-re(aclhinig. They Struck at the roots of a hoite. "Well, tell ine more ?' asked Canm eron ea rneSt ly. "It was ti' old, o(ll story. My girl was p .r ty anal free. The young luks ran: after her. I guess she li not run away from theni. And I was away a gooi ilea--working in another town. She was in love with a wild fellow. I knew nothhiig of It till ton late. IlIe was engagedi to iaiarr: her. iliut he <dhin't cone hak. And when the ills grace be("nime plain to a1 l, my girl left home. She went west. After a while I heard from her. Si was well wokilng--living for her haby. A long lime pitassec. I hail nio ties. I diftel west. Iler lover hld Il'co gone west. !n those (lays everyboly went west. I trailed him, intemling to kill him. lnut I lost hIs traul. Neilher coultd I 1iil any trace of her. She mwed in, driven, no doubt, by the hounl of her past. Since that I have taken to the wilds, hunting gold on it <ols'rt." "Yes, it's the old, old story, only sadder, I think," sai( Ciamieron; aii4 his voice was strainedl and uninatural. "PI a rdner, w~ha t il~its town was It yoiu ha lied from? " "P'eoia."' "Andi your--your namne?" wver.t on Camnieron, husk ily. Thaint name might as well hnve been a bullIIet. Camer~ionl stooil er'ect, mo-i) tlinless, 1as men~ somecttimes st and mio menta rily wheii shot striaighit through lie heart. In an lnstatnt, when thoughits resurgedl like hlimiling tinshes of 1lightninag through hisa mimd, lie wats a swaying, qulver'ing, ter~ror'-stri'eken man. Ilec mnumbled somiethinug hoar:se ly' and backed inito (lie shadowin. Biut lie ineed not have feantred discovery, however surely his agltat Ion mIght have bet rayed hdm. Wa rren stat brood Ing rivet' (lie 'nmptirei O' obl Ivious of' hIs 'omra'lde', absorbed ini the past. C'ameron swiftly wvalked awvay in the gloom, with the blood thirummtiing tirk in lis earis, wisper'ing over aind over: "Merciful O-d 1 Nell wvas his dauigh t er !" lil As thought and feeling mult iplied, Camneron was overwhelmed. II(yonid helief, indeed, was It thaiit out of the inill ions of men in thle worl two who hadi~ neve'r a(een each othler' ('oubIl have'i beeni drive'n Into thbe deser't by3 memorii'iy of (lie samte woman, It brought (lie piast so ('lose. It showed (Can imeroni how Inevitaibly all lisa apir:itunal lire was gove'rnied by whalti had ha ppened long ago. '1lThat wich made life sig nilleanlt to himii was a wandeilurling in silI:)en~ t ctnes where no ey' ('oubli see' him w~Ith1 lia secre't. Some' fateriul chance haitl thrown him witI:h t I'a. thier of (lie girtl he htad wrec'ked. It wats I iinmprehensible; it wvas terrIible. It was thie one thing of all1 possible ha ppeinigs In (lie world of' chance that bothi fther uand love:' woubil have found unendht'able. Somethinig withlint himn cr'ied out to him to reveal lia identity3. Warren would kill him; but it was not fear of denthI tha t put Cameiron on thle rack. Iie hod faced death too often to be afr'aid. It was the thought olf addIng torturiie to this long-suff'eintg man. All at once ('tineron Swore t hat lie would noit anugment W a rren's t roublle, or let lima simnil his hnds with blood0. lIe would (i'll (lie Itth of Nell's sad story and hIs own, andh make what amnendis Then ('amueron's thbought ahifted fr<,m thet' to dauighiter. She was somiewhier'e beyond (lie dim h~orlzon l Iie. In thli.5'e past lonely hioibr' by thle camplire. lis funicy hatd tortured him with pictures of Nell. flut hIs remorseful aind crnel fnncy hal lie Weak and Miserable? Are you dull, tired and achy-both ered with a bad back? Do you lack ambition suffer headaches and dizsi ness-fee "all worn out"? Likely your kidneys are to blame. Lameness, sharp stabbing pains, backache and annoying urinary diorders nrew all symptoms o weakened kidneys. Don't wait for more serious trouble. Get back your health and keep its Use Doan's Kidnety Pills. Thousands of folks tell their merit. 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