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Mr .SPEARMAN Copyright Frank H. I pan naan WNU Service CHAPTER IX—Continued . "Will he see again?” "Jane, my girl, give me another two weeks. If I thought anybody, anywhere, would do anything more than Fm do ing, I’d pat him on the cars tonight. It’s time, Jane, time.” If Jane expected to get much In formation about the Denison Are at home, she was disappointed. When she reported It to her father, be was silent—professing still to feel outraged at her insubordination. McCrossen was more communicative, even sympathet ic: but he knew little about the Are. After a painful night, Jane rose early to go again Into town. In the yard •he encounutered McCrossen. "Hidin' out?" he asked. » “I am.” . ‘Til saddle up for yon." “Have the horses been fed?” * ”Yep." 'Til saddle np myself.” "Yonr father rode over to the pas tures with Page this mornln’," volun teered McCrossen, walking alongside Jane. She made no answer; Indeed, she rather quickened her pace; her companion stepping up his own. "Your father left word 1 was to ride out with yon, if yon went off the ranch." "I don't need anybody to ride out with me.” "I don't cars a rap what the old mao says. I ll ride out with yon If you want me. If yon don't, say no.* I don't.* -O K.* Jane undertook to mhidL -Loofc here, girlie r aald MrOnsaea suddenly. "Why don’t yon like me?” Without further preface than n laugh he cooght her la his arma. TU go anythin' to p*»oae yon.* Joan struggling angrily, gtand II# loanhod Immoderately at away, the m him with hor -Let me gef she pasted. *! her soger She got sway "Hats me as mark as yon use. Jaafte. hat Fm gala' to hose yon. It kill any that tries to toko yon sway ho eoactoood reedy. “1 a damn who ho le thal (trite. Aad I’d kin yogi loo. If Paottag. sad fariaas with m fear. sM got lata hor hor wrial sad the face sad sway. ■ad toham et. roiled ■ rigsrette, sad Drttag the se ho looked after Jane Denison's ranch, ttrurk s match, lighted apt tad UtStBi tee the bosk boose. Jaae. her heart heating tumult os an ty. go Repod swiftly along the trail, rsmptetoty upset hy HcCroosea's haSy- Isg and the werry ta hor breast Instead of heeding Irst for town, she rode ever te Deotooo's ranch. The sight of the ranch honor rains was n shock, even though she tried to steel herself sgslost It A mss daws oesr the corral waa loading oao of Denison's horses to the ham. "Are you Ben Pager asked Jane abruptly. -Team." "How did this happen. Bear she asked sympathlcally. "You tell." be returned sullenly. "Tell me all about l^t. Ben. I'm from Qunlock and a friend of BUI Denl- ■on’s.” He regarded her with suspicion. "Must be the only one he's got over there," he growled. Jane swallowed. "I hope It Isn't as bad as that," she exclaimed. "What caused this dreadful Are, BenT “How the hell should I know?” "Don’t know what caused the Ore, eh? Well, you ought to at least know how to be civil to a lady. Since you don't. 1 advise you to come over and take a lesson from your brother Bull." Jane galloped swiftly away, more than ever upset mentally. Once In town, she sought Dr. Carpy. She encountered him In the street. They walked together back to bis of- Ace. “How are you, Jane?" asked the doc tor. “I Just rode In from Bill’s. He has fien Page there looking after things, and the Insolent blockhead wouldn’t even answer me civilly when I tried to And out how It happened—so I rode away Into town." “That Are has stirred Bill up terri bly—out of all proportion to Its Im portance. It maybe was done to annoy him." Jane looked frightened. “Why. doc tor I What do yon mean? Do yon be lieve the ranch honae waa aet os Are?” Carpy was taken aback. He had aald more than ho meant to. "Why. no one «ma UU tor aura about that, of comma ftome drunken Indian might have set It 1 aAre." "To annoy Bill?" asked Jane Incredu lously. "You can’t tell," persisted the doc tor, gathering courage as he proceeded. “Bill may have made one of ’em mad sometime—ordered him off the place or something. "How Is he coming on. doctor?” "All right, so far. It'll take time to tell the story, Jane, Just's I said.” "Could I see Ifliiii this morning, do you think?" ^ "If It bras anybody else on earth, the answer would be no. If you go over, don’t stay long, and tel) Sister Virginia It’a O. K. with me." "Be back here at twelve to take lunch with me— promise?” "I promise.” "And remember”—Carpy raised the foreAnger of hla right hand—“mum’s the word ” The utter absence of authentic de tails concerning the cause ,of the Are called for a more active effort on, the part of the Imagination: and this In turn Indicated Its stimulation at Jake Spotts’ bar. So the old guard were gathered on this morning still discuss ing the "outrage.” Among those grouped at the Inner end of Spotts’ long bar were three vet erans of the frontier. Henry Sawdy, calm, portly, pulled reAectlvely at his long-horned mustachlos and Angered his well-filled gjass without raising It to hla Up*. John Lefever. likewise full-bodied as old port, whistling "sotto vokey,” as Sawdy described It, twirled his glass and listened for the next fire theory offered by Jim McAlpIn, the thin, nervous, weather-beaten-faced liv eryman. Toward this trio there now saun tered, coming In the front door, the raw-boned, lantern-jawed, unshaven BUI Pardaloe. “What's the last news, boys?" he asked In a general appeal "Just like the first and that’s nothin' at all,” said McAlpIn. "Give me the "Well. Be tbo (!a»a< a bowl tbo Are?" -I Jornpei Neither qooetlooo nor slcoboUc Mis* •Inflow row Id draw owt more dedolie lofonwottow than this. As to tbo origin of tbo Maas. Page bad wo theory er knowledge. The longer the group tarried, the more resentful they grew at the thought of BUI Denison's being burned owt It wss at last decided to let Sawdy and Pardaloe ride to Deni son's together to make an “official In vestigation” They took the Reserve tloa trail and halfway out met Bob Scott riding Into town The two adventurers halted Bob. ex plained their errand, and asked him to Join them. Scott wheeled his horse around, and the three galloped for Denison's ranch. That night, late, Sawdy. Lefever, Mc AlpIn, Pardaloe, and Ben Page met by the dim light of a lantern in the atuffy- suielllng harness room of McAlpln’s barn. "Boys," began Sawdy, gravely, when the doors were carefully shut and out er approaches examined, "It's Just’s we figured—dirty work out at Bill’s ranch. It was lucky Pardaloe and I picked up Bob Scott. He’s magic on trailin’. If It hadn't been for Bob, Pardaloe and me'd been scratchln’ around Bill's place yet. There wasn’t a thing to show where or bow the fire started—the Job was too well done. But what couldn’t be covered up was the ground sign In the yard. Who'd been there last? Lucky for us, there wa’n’t many borses’d been runnln’ around the yard. Bob spotted three; one was Music, Bill's horse—Ben's been rldln* her. The other two were Gun- lock horses, boya. One that Jane rides —that was fresh track. But there waa older track—of a Gunlock horse.” “Gunlock horse?" echoed Lefever. In the murky light of the lantern Sawdy pulled hla mustacblo deliber ately. "A Gunlock horse," he repeat ed. “And It was the sorrel gelding that moot of you've seen. Boh knows every horse Is the hills by his hoofs, sad as lock would have U. be traded tbs sorrel to McCi ueetu shoot a yoer era "That herse was over to Blll'a place maybe thirty-six to forty-eight boors before Scott read the sign. The mas that rode that horse over to Denison's night before last knows a lot about who started that fire. Who rode It?* "That horse, boys, has been rode by Barney Rebstock since he's roosted over at Gunlock with his old pal and boss, Gus Van Tambel. After Bob fixed on the sorrel, Pardaloe sends him up around by Gunlock to acout the ques tion, who rides the sorrel. Then Perd- sloe and I rode straight back to town to tend out Carpy. You see, Bob could appear up at Gunlock casual-llke and aak questions and nobody would think anythin’ about It Bob rides In and out there often. ^ "Of course, he had to be careful. But there's two honeat men over them. Bull Page and the Chink. Bob set down In the kitchen for a cup of coffee— hadn't had no breakfast—and buezeu the Chink. Finally he comes around to the sorrel he'd traded Hi to tha ranch, and asks who rides it now. ‘Rebstock,’ says the Chink. “Then Bob waits* for Bull Page. He asks Bull whether he thinks there’s any chance to get McCrossen to trade the sorrel back to him. Finally ho asks Bull who’s rldln’ the sorrel Bull saya since Barney Rebstock come back, be asked McCrossen If he could fasten onto the sorrel and McCrossen said yes." Sawdy paused again. There waa a general silence. "That’s the story, boys. No, hold on! Bsrney and Van Tambel left the ranch at daylight this mornln' for the pastures, with Barney on the sorrel!* “Story’ enough,” grunted McAlpIn. “Bat,” he continued. “Barney's pretty cute. If he was goln’ to start a fire, wouldn’t he take somebody else'* horse?’’ . *T thought that way for"! while* Intervened Pardaloe. "But Barney can he careless, too—yon kno# that, boys. So I aaked Bob to find oat. was Barney out that night of the fire; waa tho sorrel out Old Bull Is a nlghthawk around Gunlock—you know that. Ho may have suspected what waa in Bob's mind, but be wouldn't give a whoop anyway. He hates Barney Uko poison. He told Bob that Barney waa tbo only man outside the buokbouae that night And he heard him tidin' away.” Bawdy stopped the general dlsrwo- slon. “Boys, what you gota’ to dor Pardaloe mow Soon experiewcw to frontier courts of this kind had eww- vloced hiss that It was Bom for ■ sheriff or os es sheriff to he moriaff ow. AA ■ owe-time representative of tho law laid dews la statwto book* ho frit It lorwmbeot no himself to toko no fwrtbor port ta tho “Now al«M. Bill" -WeTl see yew With (he « relied foe esislsa ae te what. If nag. IOC ISO words aron ifelly “Mow allv* ywo heow tt start a qwoodow of *tf owy* actlow. It’s s q«ea of actlow.* I I s 9 I "Oof ■ ropo here McAtplof* “Got em Mg sad ttlUw, old sad • law hard ow Lefeee as tho “D lwt< do H to i -DowT Bawdy. ■ few "1 wool to string him tlmoo lo get i ho owt of Mm. a httto si like thocn bring it” “Boyu.* aald MrAtpU. Tee ow yww raw catch Rehotork right here la tew a. If he set the Bre. he's get money aplenty It's karats* holes ta his porkefa. Catch year cat la the Red oaloea; cat) him eat the hark set kirn oa a horse and ride Mm te the bridge—that’s geotlemaoly sod print#.“ It’s the Brut time la year life, bat I gums yoa are right McAlpIn.” aald Bawdy. “We’ve Jost got to aet the rope watch oa Barney." Ten mlnatea later fonad the worthies concealed—except McAlpIn. detained at the barn—Hoed np nt Jake Spott'S bar. Jake, ttlll on crutches, waa hobbling around. "How’s the leg, Jake?" asked Sawdy, to he polite. "By rights 1 ought to be lo bed, but l can’t afford it." "Have you sen Barney Rebstock this evenin’?" asked Lefever, casually. Spotts’ face darkened—he, too, hated Barney. "I ain't seen him, and don’t ask nothin' like that to make me swear. Boys," he added, addressing the group, "you know Panama spent a whole year tryln’ to break me of my bad habit of swearln’. Now, when It’s too late for him to know, I’m goln’ to quit swearln*. I give public notice, here and now, If any d—d man gets me so angry I’ve got to swear, I’m not goln* to cuss him out, like I used to. No! I’m Just goln’ to lick h—1 out of him then and there, so you fellows can tell the boys what to expect." At that moment the back screen door banged on Us hinges and McAlpIn, sharp-faced, keen-eyed, and out of breath, rushed Into the room. With much celerity and many patomimic ges ture*, the Scotsman drew Sawdy far Into an empty corner of the saloon.' “What’s up. Scotty r “He’s In there." whispered McAlplu. "He’s In there right now!” “Who?” "Barney!" "Where r "In Boland’s saloon I I seen the so* rel standln* at the hitch rack la front when I com* along up street to Jola you here, so I went la. Hairy, there!* (TO SS CONTINUM* A POOR salesman may be a genius at gardening; an in different stenographer sometimes never suspects her own gift for cookery, for dress design, for abil ity to pick up foreign languages. By thinking candidly about your self, by being as friendly to your self as you would be to another, you can often draw up a picture nf your tastes, abilities, desires and hopes which will astonish you. Take an inventory of yourself, On to Success- With It Comes Boldness in New Ideas; Our Sphere of Friends and Activities Expands paying special attention to the things you like but which you have little of in your daily life. Then start putting them into it. From Interest to a Specialty Often we have to begin slowly —reading, or finding courses of in struction within our means, or working out a program for our selves in solitude; but every day something can be done toward the new way of living. It can grow from an interest into a hobby, from a hobby into a side line, from a side line into a specialty. Then comes the day when the un satisfactory work can be given up (to someone who will find it as satisfying and as absorbing as we find our own new field) and suc cess is at last really and notice ably on its way to us—or we are on our way to it. Vitalizes Character Then living begins to be fun. We meet people with the same tastes, not just the chance acquaintances who come our way in an uncon genial profession. Having suc ceeded once, we begin to' show a little daring; we try new ideas more boldly, and our world of friends and activities expands even more. Chances we couldn't wven imagine until we got inside our real work turn up on every hand. Best of all, even a small success has a vitalizing effect oa cltaracter. That is the most interesting dis covery that success brings in its train: those who are living suc cessfully make the best friends. They are free from malice and spitefulness. They are not petty. They are full of good talk and hu mor.—Dorothea Brande in Cosmo poll tan. 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