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9 THURSDAY, NOVEMBBB ». MIS m BAUTWILL raOPLB-SKNTINXL, RAKNWCIX, SODTH CABOUNA BBSS DUANES *ZamGtw ItmlnUd hfVemcC£hrktf FOURTH INSTALLMENT WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE Buck Duane, quick ort the draw, kills Cal Bain in self-defense and finds himself an outlaw. Flying from pursuit, he meets Luke Stevens, another outlaw, and the two be come pals. Luke narrowly escapes capture and Duane is shocked to find his brother outlaw severely wounded. Duane buries Stevens. Then he goes on to Bland’s camp, where he gets into a fight with a man called Bosomer and wounds the latter. He makes a friend of an outlaw at Bland’s called Euchre, who tells him of Mrs. Bland and the $irl Jennie. Duane meets Jennie, and promises to try his utmost to get her away from Bland’s camp. To avert suspicion, it is planned that he pretend to care for Mrs. Bland. Euchre introduces him to the latter and he engages in conversation with her. NOW GO pN i WITH THE STORY Evidently the outlaw’s wife liked Euchre, for her keen glance rested with amusement upon him. “As for Jen, I’ll tell you her story some day,” went on the woman. “It’s a common enough story alonp this river. Euchre here is a tender-hearted old fool, and Jen has taken him in.” When Euchre had shuffled into the house Mrs. Bland turned to Duane with curiosity and interest in her gaze. “I’ll tell you, Duane,” she said earnestly. “I’m sure glad if you mean to hide a while. I’m a miserable wo man, Duane. I’m an outlaw’s wife, and 1 hale him and the life 1 have to lead. I come of a good family in Brownsville. “I never knew Bland was an outlaw till long after he married me. • We were separated at times, and I im agined he was away on business. But the truth came out. Bland shot my own cousin, who told me. My family cast me off, and I v had to flee with Bland. "I was only eighteen, then. I’ve lived here since. I never see a decent woman or man. I never hear anything about my old home or folks or friends. I'm buried here—buried alive with a lot of thieves and murderers. Can you blame me for being glad to see a young fellow—a gentleman—like the boys I used to go with? “I tell you it makes me feel full— I want to cry. I’m sick for some body to talk to. I have no children, thank God. If I had I’d not stay here. I’m sick of this hole. I’m lone ly— There appeared to be no doubt about the truth of all this. Genuine emotion rhreked — then halted the hurried speech. She broke down and cried. It seemed strange to Duane that an ••utlaw's wife—aiid a woman who fit- led her consort and the wild nature of their surroundings—should have weak ness enough to weep. "Would Bland eibjrct if I called on you occasionally?' inquired Duane. “No, he wouldn't He likes me to have friends. Ask him yourself when he comes back. The trouble has been that two or three of his men feH in love with me, and when half drunk, got to fighting. You’re not going to do that” ‘Tm not going to get half drunk, that’s certain,” replied Duane. Without any solicitation or encour agement from Duane, the Bland wo man fell passionately in love with him. His conscience was never troubled about the beginning of that affair. She bunched it herself. It took no great perspicuity on his pan to see that. He was playing a game of love. Playing with life and death! Some times he trembled, not that he feared Bland or Alloway, or any man, but at the deeps of life he had come to see into. He was carried out of his old mood. Not once since this daring motive had stirred him had he been haunted by fantoms of Bain beside his bed. Kather had he been haunted by Jennie’s sad face—her wistful smile—-hei eyes*. He never was able to speak a word to her. What little communication he had with her was through Euchre, who carried short messages. But he caught glimpses of her every time he went to the Bland house. She contrived some how to pass door or window, to give him a look when chance afforded. And Duane discovered with surprise that these moments were more thrilling to him than any with Mrs. Bland. Of ten Duane knew Jennie was sitting just inside the window, and then he felt inspired in his talk, and it was all made for her. So at least she came to know him while as yet Jie was al most a stranger. Jennie had been instructed by Eu chre to listen, to understand that this was Duane's only chance to help keep her mind from constant worry, to ga ther the import of overy word which had a double meaning. Euchre said that the girl had begun to wither under the strain, to burn up with intense hope, which had flamed within her. But all the difference Du ane could see was a paler face and darker, more wonderful eyes. The eyes seemed to be entreating him , to hurry, that time was flying, that soon it might be too late. Then there was another meaning in them—a light—a strange fire wholly inexplicable to Duane. It was only a flash, gone in an instant But he re membered it because he had never seen it in any other woman’s eyes. Inside Duane’s body there was a strife; his heart pounded, his blood raced, his breast bore a heavy pang. Something hot had dug into his vitals and the pain remained. In the depths of his mind his soul, there was chaos. • He left something dying in him. He suffered. Hope seemed far away. Despair had seized upon him and was driving him into reckless mood when he thought of Jennie. He had forgotten her." lie had forgotten that he had promised to save her. He had forgotten that he meant to snuff out as many lives as might stand between her and freedom. Neither spoke, but her hands were outstretched to meet his own. They were small, tremWing hands, cold as ice. He held them closely, trying to convey what he felt—that he would protect her. She leaned against him, and they looked out of the window. The approaching outlaws, halted a rod or so from the porch. Then Mrs. Bland uttered an exclamation, osten sibly meant to express surprise, and hurried out to meet them. She greeted her husabnd warmly and gave welcome to the other man. Du ane could not see well enough in the shadow to recognize Bland’s compan ion, but he beleived it was Alloway. “Dog-tired we are and starved,” said .... Haunted by Jennie's sad face— her wistful smile-nhcr eyes .... The very remembrance sheered off his morbid introspection. She made a difference. How strange for him to realize that! He felt grateful to her. He had been forced into outlawry; she had been stolen from her people and carried into captivity. They had met in the river fastness, he to instil hope into her despairing life, she to be the means, perhaps, of keeping him from sinking to the level of her captors. He became conscious of a strong beating desire to see her, talk with her. These thoughts had run through his mind while on his way to Mrs. Bland’s house. He had let Euchre go on ahead because he wanted more time to com pose himself. Darkness had almost set in when he reached his destination. There was no light m the house. Mrs. Bland was waiting for him on the porch. She embraced him, and the sudden violent, unfamiliar contact sent such a shock through him that he all but for got the deep game he was playing. She, however, in her agitation did not notice his shrinking] “Duane, you love me?” she whis pered. "Yes—yes,” he burst out, eager to get it over, and even as he spoke he caught the pale gleam of Dnnie’s face through the window. He felt a shame—he was glad she could not see. Did she remember that she had promised not to misunderstand any action of his ? What did she think of him, seeing him out there in the dusk with this bold woman in his arms? Somehow that dim sight of Jennie’s pale face, the big dark eyes, thrilled him, inspired him to his hard task of the present. “Listen, dear,” he said to the wo man, and he meant his words for the girl. "I’m going to take you away from this outlaw den if I have to kill Bland, Alloway. Rtsdd—anybody who stands in my path. You were dragged Jiere. You are good—I know it. There’s happiness for you somewhere —a home among good people who will care for you. Just wait till ” His voice traded off and failed from excess of emotion. Kate Bland closed her eyes 'ind leaned her head on his 1 breast. Duane felt ner heart beat against Ms, and conscience smote him a keen blow. If she loved him so much 1 But 4 memory—understanding of her char acter hardened him again, and he gave her uch commiseration as was due her sex, and no more. ' “It's Bland 1” whispered the woman, grasping Duane with shaking hands. “You must run! No, he’d see you. That’d be worse. It’s Bland. I know his horse’s trot." “But you said he wouldn’t mind my calling here,” protested Duane. “Eu chre’s with me. It’ll be all right” “Maybe so,” she replied, with visi ble effort at self-control. Manifestly she had a great fear of Bland. “If I could only think 1” % Then she dragged Duane to the door, and pushed him in. “Euchre, come out with me. Duane, you stay with the girl. I’ll tell Bland you’re in love with her. Jen, if you give us away 111 wring your neck!” The swift action and fierce wMsper told Duane that Mrs. Bland was her self again. Duane stepped dote to Jamie, who stood near the ^indow. r Bland heavily. “Who's here with you?" “That’s Euchre on the porch. Duane is inside at the window with Jen,” replied Mrs. Bland. “Duane!” he exclaimed. Then he whispered low—something Duane could not catch. “Why, I asked him to come,” said the chief’s wife. She spoke easily and naturally, and made no change in tone. “Jen has been ailing. She gets thinner and whiter every day. Duane came here one day with Euchre, saw Jen, and went loony over her pretty face, same as all you men. So I let him come. “Kate, you let Duane make love to Jennie?” queried Bland incredulously “Yes, I did," replied the wife stub bornly. “Why not? Jen’s in love with him. If he takes her away and mar ries her, she can be a decent woman.” Bland kept silent a moment, then his laugh peeled out loud and harsh. “Jennie,” whispered Duane, “that was clever of Mrs. Bland. Well keep up the deception Any day now be rmof. 9 She presed close to Mm, and a barely audible “Hurry” came breathing into his ear. Then he stepped out into the moon light and spoke. Bland returned the greeting and, though he was not ami able, he did not show resentment “Met Jasper as I rode in,” said Bland presently. “Duane, 1 want you to stop quarreling with my men. If you were one of us—that’d be different. I can’t keep my men from fighting. But I’m not called on to let an outsider hang around my camp and plug my rustlers.” “I guess I’ll have to be hitting the trail for somewhere*,” said Duane. “Why not join my band? Yqu’ve got a bad start already, Duane, and if I know this border you’ll never be a respectable citizen again. You’re a bom killer. I know every bad man on this frontier. “More than one of them have told me that something exploded in their brain, and when sense came back there lay another dead man. It’s not so with me. I’ve done a little shooting, too; but I never wanted to kill another man just to rid myself of the last one. “My dead men don’t sit on my chest at night. That’s the gun-ffghter’s trouble. He’s crazy. He has to kill a new man—he’s driven to it to forget the last one.” “But I’m no gun-fighter,” protested Duane. “Circumstances made me ” ^ M No doubt,” interrupted Bland with a laugh. “GrcumstSmces made me a rustler. You don’t know yourself. You’re young; you’ve got a temper; your father was one of the most dan gerous men Texas ever had. I don’t see any other career for you. Instead of going it alone—a lone wolf, as the Texans say—why not make friends with other outlaws? Youll live a while longer.” Euchre squirmed in his seat. “Boss, I’ve been givin’ the boy egzactly thet same line of talk. Thet’s why I took him in to bunk with roe. If he makes pards among us there won’t be any more trouble. An’ he'd be a grand feller fer the gang. Slickest of all the gun-throwers I ever seen! An’ I’ve rustled around', over the southwest’’ Continued Next Weds. v->>-X-X-X->X-0-X-X-X->-X-X-5«> < m X"CmS m >'X m C~X m X m X*^*X* 4 >^‘>"X m >^4 Don’t fail to read the first installment of ou Hew Serial Story-“The Last of the Duanes ^ - " r a is one of Zane Grey’s best stories. YOUR NEIGHBOR WILL BE HERE Saturday, December 1st — for — White’s Greatest Christmas Dollar Day Sale . 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D' .Liver Said to be beneficial in certain grave disorders, one of which is per nicious anaemia, generally regarded as incurable, on account of its cause being indeterminable. So far, the use of liver in this condition is still in the experimental stage; next year we may find that wc were mistaken—it’s so easy to err, you know. Fifty years ago the rural dwellers in some of our Atlantic states made “dried liver” a part of their winter store of animal foods—and they re garded it as a delicacy—even an es sential to a well-kept pantry. Dried same as we cure dried beef. And, wc know' those old fellows lived out a qoodly term of years,. for some reason or other; they must have lived pretty sanely. Modem science has gone so far as to ad\ise raw liver, to be used much as medicine for anaemia. Even an attempt at accurate dosage has been made—antF some very favorable re sults recorded. I have had no prac tical experience in this new proce dure, but, when 1 sec an article in a reliable medical publication, I read it carefully. r You might, with benefit; do the same; there are yet many things to learn. More than a year ago, I purchased a preparation called “liver substance” to be used hypodermatically for high blood pressure, which it was claimed could be reduced promptly by its use. As I could nor find out exactly how the substance acted after injection, I was so very slow about trying it, that I have the stuff on hand to this very day; experiments do not appeal to me very strongly—perhaps I’m over cautious. The County Treasurer’s office will be open for the purpose of taxes from October 15th, 1928, to March 16th, 1929. A penalty of one per cent, will be added to all unpaid taxes on Janusry 1st, 1929; two per cent. Febraury 1st, 1929, and seven per cent. March 1st, 1929. Tax books rioeinc and executions issuing after March 16th, 1929. Taxes are ascertained the valuation multiplied by mills levied. Treasurer's duptisate as aurit op by Auditor lists real estate snd does not itemise personal property, which must be secured from Auditor. When inquiring as to amount of tixso dun, you are required to give each and every tax district you own property hi as a separate tax receipt is issued for each district for rani estate or per sonal property. Your tax receipt, giving number of acres covered by 1L MONEY TO LOAN Loans made same day application received. No Rad Tape HARLEY & BLATT. Attorneys-at-Law Barnwell. S. C. I ADVERTISE a 1U f 3 3 QQ Ordinary County l| U he A Past Ind. 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