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K ItM & C. Tliantfajr. GUNLOCK •RANCH- by FRANK H. SPEARMAN Copjrrlfht Frank H SpearmAa WNU Barrie* SYNOPSIS Slaepy Cat, deaert town of the South west, Is celebrating the Fourth of July. Jane Van Tambel, beautiful daughter •f Ous Van Tambel, hated owner of Chinlock ranch, has arrived from the East for the first time. She watches the Frontier Day celebration In company with Dr. Carpy, crusty, tender-hearted friend of the community. Henry Sawdy •f the Circle Dot ranch, tricked In a fake horse race the day before by Dave McCrossen, foreman at Ounlock, plans revenge. He enters Bill Denison, a handsome young Texas wrangler. In (he rodeo which McCrossen Is favored to win, and lays heavy bets on him. Unknown to the crowd, Denison is a champion horseman McCrossen and the young stranger tie In the various events. McCrossen picks up a hand kerchief from the ground riding full speed, facing backward. Denison eas ily follows suit. Denison then drops a cigarette carelessly. Racing down the track full tilt, he picks up the ciga rette. The verdict goes to Dertlson when McCrossen refuses to attempt the stunt. Entreated by the crowd, Deni son agrees to perform another trick. Jan* Van Tambel Is asked for her bracelet and throws It on the track. Just as Denison rides to pick It up a yell from Barney Rebatock, a hfc- Crossen henchman, scares the pony, nearly costing ths rider his Ilf*. Gun play Is prevented by the Inter vention of Dr Carpy. CHAPITER II—Continued —4— n* had the crowd with hloi. While they cheered, the wrangler remounted, cantered leisurely op tba track and and brought the gelding to a knit la front of Dr Carpy and Jaae Tan Taadiel f’attlaf the pony 1 sffer- ttoaaiely *a Ike eerk with hie teft hand sad sp« iklac esftly. the wra tapped ike little fellow wttk hla do* Med qwlrt aa The pe«r p the rifht ehowlder. awed the dwst la pr kwi ere dwell* rreohed Ma rift' fwrv |rc. the* Me left. e*4 kaeM la ap ■ the era ad etaad. The crowd gate Ma lewd eppt thrwwtac hie hewn. , the red *ff the poay. laid his bm+4 mm lb* t twerd rails ef the c track feare. cleared H. le way am—g the here eat. Shyer 1 la kle right set te he* sad lady y—* *0%*” n claimed Jeae aarpriesd. Th thank yea" •trk the ether way selected the erangier 1 wi herry." he eti ad day irk. t Mat hart rtddaa ml lea. What did yea hot yet*? she naked BUI Peolnoa. before whoaa door ahe >ad halted, looked at Jana with curt oelty. “Oh, nothing ■pedal." ha aald casually. “Only, that old man Van Tambel has stolen everything In the hills eicept this ranch. I hear he's pretty alck now—down at the Medicine Bend hospital—d>nt who can tell that he won't show np some fine night and ■teal this place while I’m asleep?” At this outburst Jane first stopped breathing—then she breathed furious ly. Her features hardened. “Why, how outrageoua!” ahe exclaimed. “You ought to be ashamed of yourself” The young man held his ground. “Let me ask a question; Are you any kin of old man Van Tambers?" he asked composedly. *T don’t care to discuss that ques tion with you,’’ wras her defiant reply. “I admit, if you are, I was kind of rough, speaking as l did,” he went on. *T didn't know he bad any relations. I worked for him a year once, and I never heard him tell of any. So I guess I hare to apologize.” “I should think you would apolo gize,” declared Jane, scandalized. “But,” he countered, and the ''but" was emphatic, “to tell you the truth, lady, I can’t take everything back. You living over at the ranch?" he asked. “I live in Chicago." She bit off the words as If they were tenpenny nails. “And you’re lost?’’ “If I were not, I shouldn’t be here." “Now no matter how you and I may differ on some subjects,” he said, “I’ll start you on your way home, provid ing you want me to. In fact. I’ll do It anyway.” “Will you wait a minute while I sad dle up?" "I won’t wait a second. I’ll find my own way." So saying, Jane Jerked her horse around. “Well. I like your spunk, anyway,” Denison called out to her, “and HI catch yon In a couple of minutes, whether yon like It or not.” “Too ran stay right where yon are.” ■he shot hack. "1 don't want yon near me. anyhow.” As she rode away, Jane heard In an Incredibly abort time the clatter ad Ah# bristled Inside. “What are yoe chieing aw for?" she halted. With a Jerk, at her -I was afraid yea'd fall •* year hsres." he retorted dryly. “New skip -west are yea as sere fa body at Gnalork raachf Coaid Jaae have seea the of amssed despair oa Denison's face, ahe woald have felt she bad reverted te aa Impossible subject “Lady," retorted her companion, "If 1 told yon, you wouldn’t believe It But I don't say I'm sore at everybody. And I'm not sore at you. I’m glad there’a one decent person now at Gunlock—" Jane bridled again. “One decent per son I I like that!" “Hang It I didn't mean to make an other break. Please excuse, and I’ll bog-tie my troublesome tongue." “la It very much farther?” asked Jane, alarmed now by approaching darkness. “Not a whole lot But maybe you'd better mount off and rest a little if you need to. It’s rough going from hers on, for I’m trying to take a short cut." “You’re not lost, are you?” aha de manded suspiciously. “Not yet.” , “But you might get lost?” “Not tonight And If you’ll stick to the saddle a little ways farther, you can have a drink at a spring to.fresh en you up.” “How can you find It?” “If you’d drunk from It as many times as I have, you could find It in a sandstorm, blindfolded—so could these horses, either of ’em.” The two were silent for a while. Presently Denison checked his horse. “Here’s your spring, lady. Are you thirsty?” “Choked. If you hadn’t been so mean. I’d have asked you for a drink at your bouse—If It Is your house.” “It’s mine so far, but there’a a bang, over lawsuit of Van Tambel’a on it. Can you get down, lady?” “I don’t know whether I can or not I’ve been In this saddle so long." Her companion eased her to the ground. Jane refused to drink without a cup till be told her to cup her hands. Then she would not drink until she could see there were no snakes la tho water. “Nothing gets Into that water; It would frees* a snake to death. But 1 can strike a light so yon can see the water la your hands.'* He folded a piece of newspaper takes from one of hla saddle porketa, lighted a match thinking hit com panion rather fnaay. and when Jane hnd drunk, he drank and gave the hornen a drink. *Ti have offered yen a drink at my If 1*4 tbonght of It." he said. t in remenai. t didn't atm to he mean Van hind sf leek me by TU admit Pm earn at IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL UNDAYI chool Lesson Br nnv. HAROLD L.L.UNDOUtaT. Deaa *f the Moody Bible I actuate ef Cbleae* • Wo*torn Newepeper Ualea Lesson for September 27 REVIEW: THE SPREAD OF CHRISTIANITY IN WESTERN ASIA Wrap-Around Apron Frock LESSON TEXT—Matthew 1S:S4-3S. GOLDEN TEXT —They rehearsed all that God had dona with them, and how ha had opened tha door of faith unto the Gentiles.—Acts 14:27. PRIMARY TOPIC —How tha Good News Spread. JUNIOR TOPK^-How tha Good News Spread. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP IC—Christianity Reaching Out. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC —The Spread of Christianity in Western Asia Review Sunday provides n needed opportunity to determine not only whether the class mem bers have learned and retained the truth taught, but, what is of equal importance, whether the teacher has accomplished the purpose in mind at the beginning of the series. What was the aim set before us for the three months? “To lead the student to an understanding of New Testament Christianity, and to beget in him the desire and purpose to live the Christian life and to win others to faith in the Lord Jesus.” The test which we apply as the twelve lessons of the past quarter pass in review is As a student, have I seen in the spread of Christianity the opera tion of a gospel of salvation which is the power of God for my salva tion? Or, if I. am saved, have I been stirred to a more earnest Christian life and a real passion for the salvation of others? As a teacher, have I really used my opportunity to win the mem bers of my clans to faith in Ihe Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ? Have I brought to bear on the lives of those in my class who are Christians tha Word of God. stir ring them to holiness of life end seel for God’s cause on earth? 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FREE! *24,600 WORTH OF WONDERFUL GIFTS * * * Just for Niming This Picture of Dr. Dafoe Rod the Dionne Quins II* tried to fade eeey felteatag ef rW Iie4 Men him rerapa eoMly Harry Traieo* eke paid Ik* afaka aeqey err* ta Aa*dj at the (Irrto Ito4 qaaners. (Misted oa aeetlag tka Tvs sa He »*• dragged, rrlvrtaat. eat of IB* sleefNag teat and Goaty wttk tka MrdVrlaa ■agnate "Where did yoa pick vp that rlga mi* Irtck ?“ demanded Tealeoa. “I never saw It doc# but one*. That was ■t Madison Square Garden " “How long ago?" asked the wrangler. “Two years ago last winter “ “It »«• done there that winter. I ■nderstand." said the Texan evenly. “Of counw. It wax under artificial light, ao they had to u*e white paper." "You been In New York, thaoT" “Once or twice, air.” “You've seen it done, then?” “I have, air. And I'm mighty glad I met you.” drawled the Texan, rutting the Interview short He waa not un gracious, but was somewhat fatigued. “The boy can ride,” said Ten I son, re- lining Sawdy. “1 told him I saw that rlgnrette act done In Madison Square Garden, two years ago. lie said ho saw It at the same time. 1 guess that’s ■’here he picked it up.” “Picked what up, the cigarette?” “The act. He said they used a white- paper cigarette there on account of the artificial light—so he must have seen It.” “Who's they?” asked Sawdy bluntly. “I suppose he meant the rider." “I wonder If he meant himself. Why, Harry, he's the man that Introduced that act at the Garden, two years ago last winter.” CHAPTER III Two years later, hack on her old fa- fher’a ranch after two years In Chi cago, Jane was riding the possessions one day to be hers. Wandering on her pony far In the Gunlock hHis, she had loot her way toward the close of the day and bad stopped to ask directions from a man standing at the door of a poor looking cabin. “Why, Isn't thla Ounlock RanchT •Not yet” The man answered the faeaGoa firmly, Jana thought. “When I left Urn honae thla few Must Have to Find Ms." datd iTrylaf Jaae Coldly. up; you doa't know bow to ride. You've uerd up your horse, and you don t know the country, and I’ve got to get you home, ao turn around and follow me—do you know where you’re heading for?” She was too exasperated to apeak. “You're headed for the deaert, and that's ■ poor place for a stranger to sleep In, night or day." The fell warning checked Jane. .She had heard stories ubo^t that awful dea ert ; she had been warned to keep away from It. A revulsion of feeling swept over her. She was tired, tired enpugh to drop off her horse. Oppressed by a sense of loneliness, helplessness, and resentment at being ridiculed by a dis agreeable stranger, her eyes filled with angry tears. She began to cry as she turned her horse’s head to follow him. “Hold on,” he said kindly, “hold on. Nothing to cry about, not a thing. You're as safe as if you were in your bed at the ranch. I guess I’m pretty rough-spoken; hut my bark's worse’n my bite. So you’re from Chicago?” “Yes.” “That's quite a burg, I understand.” “How far have we got to go to get home?’’ “Considerable ways. If we could go as the crow flies. It wouldn’t be so far. How long have you been out here?” “Six weeks." He was too polite to comment, though he had hardly need to ask the question—Jane was so evidently a ten derfoot “What’s your nsme?” she asked In turn. “BUI Denison." “How long have yon lived borer “Here and In the Panhandle most of my Ufa" “And how many years Is that?" “Nigh eote thirty yearn, I figure U to ka* that she DTUADtlf “Where were you?" asked the fore man. sitting down “la the hllia. You’ve always been telling me to ride where 1 pleased sad that there was no danger because you'd pick me up. I guess your formula didn't work.” “I missed this time. There's nerer been any trouble locatin’ you hefora But It won’t happen again. So you Just wandered away and wandered home again?” “I did not wander home. I was brought home.” “Who brought you?" “Bill Denison.” If a cannon cracker had been ex- ' ploded under McCrossen, It could not have been more sensational than her answer. He caught his breath with a gulp. “That fellow! Well, some things do beat the devil! Bull,” he said, rec ollecting himself, “go out and Mil thd boys Jane is home. Bill Denison, was it?’’'he resumed, looking keenly at Jane. • “The name doesn’t seem to sjt very well with you,” observed Jane crustily. McCrossen looked disgruntled. “That bird’s name doesn’t sit very well with anyone at Gunlock.” Jane seemed willing to pursue ths subject “Why not?" she asked lan guidly as she sipped her coffee. “Why not? There’s more reasons than one. Denison Is a rustler, If you know what that means.” He paused “What else?” she asked In the sams fatigued manner. (TO BE CONTINUED) Sacrifice la Irww On the old bridge, In Frankfort- Main, the Rhineland, stands a medieval Iron cross with a figure ef Christ. A cock tops the ereee. explained by legesd that the architect vowed te sacrifice to the deoil the Ant MvU* The spread of Christianity after Lord s departure into tha glory by tha fact that 1 It »as by the prdMMM of a faith that atraUaa of Maly Iptnt Gad loam aaefc a our day. S. It was a ^intual movement that demonstrated Ms God - given by thriving aa paraacuUun. uch of the activity of the church m our day has not fallen into the doldrums of pious respectability Perhaps we aaad a little persecution. J. It was not the propagation of theological theory or of a religious sect or party. It was a movement of the Spirit of God which saved men. and saved them to win and serve their fellow-men. True Christian service is nobler and more sacrificial than any non- Christian social service. 4. It was a movement in which laymen as well a« religious work ers had a place. Philip the lay man served with Paul the apostle. Lay men and women let us be awake to our responsibilities and privileges. 5. Difference of opinion was not permitted to hinder God’s work. Do we know enough to let God work among us, even if he does not work just as we think he should? 6. The missionary spirit of the preacher was carried over to the convert. This is a succession which God has continued to our day. Are we co-operating and helping it forward? • 7. The gospel is for all men, Gentile as well as Jew, whether yellow, red, black, or white. The great commission is still our com mand and our authority to pray, give, and go, that all men may hear the gospel of the Grace of God. Only Good Merchandise a B« CONSISTENTLY Advertircd UY ADVERTISED GOODS' Power of Little Rivers Little rivers seem to have the in definable quality that belongs to cer tain people in the world—the power of drawing attention without count ing it, the faculty of exciting inter est by their very presence and way af doing things.—Van Dyke. Oa Being Just Whatever ia unjust is contrary to the divine will; and from this it fol lows that no true and abiding happt- can be gained by HEARTBURN? It’s surprising how many have heart burn. Hurried eating, overeating, heavy smoking, excessive drinking all lead to heartburn. When it comes, heed the warning. 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