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Tilt Barawtll Peopl»^—tlatU Barmwlj & C, Thiiwdiy, Pecembw 31, 1936 GUNLOCK •RANCH- by FRANK H. SPEARMAN Coprrtffkt Wank H. Spearman WNU Samoa CHAPTER XII—Continued —18— “Why, yes, Ous," admitted Bull, halt ingly but good-naturedly, M I believe you did.” “You believe I did!** echoed Van Tambel, enraged. “How did she get a horse out of my corral?” “Why, she come down here to get her pony up herself—so I helped her a little." ^ The veins In Van Tambel’s huge neck swelled. Grabbing Bull with his pow erful bands, he fastened bis Iron fin gers on the old man’s throat and choked him pitilessly, pouring on him as he did so a torrent of curses heard by Quong. who ran to the kitchen door to listen. Only by struggling for hla very life was Bull able to wriggle free from the deadly grip. In doing so, he fell backward to the ground, scrambled to his feet, and ran Into the ham. It was Inside the barn that Bull’s voice was heard by the China hoy beg ging for mercy. “Why, Gus,” he urged, “Jane’s a nice girl. Don’t take It so hard. I'*e worked for you a good many years, off an’ on. You always found me honest, didn’t you?" Van Tntnhel uttered no word. He had pursued Bull to the farthest cor ner of an empty stall and. filled with silent, murderous rage, caught up a broken wagon stake and swung It over bis head. "Don’t hit me with that, Gus,” cried the frightened man. A low, fearful Imprecation from Van Tambel answered him. "Now I’ll give yon what's cornin’ to you!" “Why. Gus, you ain’t a-goln’ to kill me!" Grunting and mad for blood. Van Tambel struck at the cowboy and rained blow after blow on him till be sank to the floor. Then, suddenly, he dropped the stake and, bespattered with blood, staggered out of the barn and over to the house. Quong, watch ing stealthily, fled in terror for town. In the cubbyhole office of McAlpIn’s livery bam In Sleepy Cat, Snwdy. Bob Scott, and McAlpln sat on three stools, silent and absorbed In a three-cor nered bout at poker. The frightened Quong, trotting and walking from Gun- lock and crossing the bridge, reached McAlpIn’s In pltlnbl3 c nditlon. Throw ing his hands against the glass-panel office door, he burst In and fell sprawl ing almost on top of the Intent play ers. The gamesters Jumped to their feet. McAlpln broke into angry exclamation: “What the devil! Can’t we have a friendly game In my own quarters without a drunken bum chargin' In on us head first?” Sawdy, less Intent on saving hls money and chips, had turned Quong partly over. “It’s a chink, boys. There must be a tong war on." Bob Scott, coolest of the trio, bent to scan the Intruder’s features. “Who Is It, Bob*” exclaimed McAl pln. “It’s Quong, the cook out at Gun- lock, boys. If I’m not mistaken—an’ from hls breathin’, I guess he’s run all the way In. Must be somethin' doin’ up at Gunlock.” Laid out on the hostler’s little bunk, Quong’s eyes opened and closed. “What is It, Quong? What's wrong?” asked Scott. With hls eyes piping from hls head. Quong managed to form a word: “Bull!’’ he exclaimed, hoarse and pant ing. “Bull Pagei” “What, Quong?” “Bull Pagei" “He says Bull Page," explained Scott. “What’s a-raatter with Bull, Quong?" Quong’s eyes rolled In terror. "Gus." “Who?" “Gus.” “Yes, Gus—what about Gus?" “He kill him.” “What do you mean? Bull killed Gus? No 1” “Gus kill Bull." “Who told you that, Quong?” “I see ownself. Gus kill Bull.” “Well, I’ll be damned," exclaimed Sawdy. "It looks like a straight story, beys. That why you run Into town, Quong?” The China boy nodded. The trio consulted together. A team was hitched to a three-seated demo crat wagon, Quong was helped Into It, and with McAlpln driving, the four set out for the jail to pick up Bill Pardaloe. Pardaloe was In bed. They touted him out and drove over to the hotel to pick up Doctor Carpy. Two hours later the party halted be fore the dark, silent ranch house at Genlock. In the stall farthest from the door they found Van Tambel’a victim. In credible aa the possibility seemed to Carpy, Bul1 * ,eft alone, had dragged himself out of the stall and lay hls back. Carpy held a lantern over him. Hls and bead bad been battered al- "He*s doe# to dead, beys,” exclaimed Carpy, low-voiced, to hls companions. "Get him t» the kitchen. While Fm working with him, look for Van Tam bel” They carried BnU to the kitchen door. Scott entered carefully and, groping In the dark, struck a match and lighted the lamp. Bull, breathing stertoronsly, was laid on the table. Pardaloe tried the door leading to the dining room. It was locked. He rapped on it He rapped again loudly, but the summons brought no reply, i “Stand to one side, Bob,” murmured Pardaloe. ”Fm goln’ to* bust It” He threw hls shoulder against the door. As It crashed open, Pardaloe, followed by Scott, walked Into the din ing room. The door to the living room stood open. This room, Inspected, re vealed no sign of disturbance. Of the two bedroom doors opening off this room, tlie door, one leading to Van Tambel’s bedroom, was cloned. Setting the lamp on the table In the middle of the room, Pardaloe Knocked on Van Tambel’s door and, getting no reply, tried It. The door was locked. Pardaloe called out, “If you’re In there, Gua, unlock your door. I’m here to talk with you.” Pardaloe awaited In silence a rejpense from within; there was none. Pardaloe threw himself Into the door. It gave so easily that he stumbled across the threshold. The bedroom was dark. Scott relight ed the lamp. Parualon held It above hls head and, followed by Scott, walked Into the bedroom. They saw the huge figure of a man lying across the bed. Pardaloe, paasfng the lamp to hls companion, put h\s hand on the man’s shoulder, saw that he was unconscious, and peering closer, turned the face toward him. It was Van Tambel. “Call Carpy, quick, Bob,” muttered Pardaloe. "He’s unconscious.” When Carpy stalked Into the room, Sawdy with him, the doctor, aided by “Doctorl” She Exclaimed Faintly, “He’s Dead!” hls companion, turned the body partly over and examined 1L “How la he. Doc?” whispered Par daloe. “Dead.” Already seized by the excruciating pain that cost him hls life. Van Tam bel had left hls victim and staggered In hls distress to the house. “It was a quick call, boys,” said Carpy to those around him. Transfixed by agony, the cruel fea tures could not be softened. “Nothing more to be done here,” said Carpy In the living room. “Take Bull over to the bunkhouse now and lay him on hls bed.” The clatter of hoofs was heard In the yard. “It’s the boys back from town,” said Sawdy, looking through the window. Carpy turned to Parda loe. “Go out and tell them what's hap pened, and not to touch a thing until after the coroner comes out” Doctor Carpy came Into breakfast late next morning. Jane, who had fin ished her breakfast, rallied him, as she rose. *T am late,” he admitted. “Night work?” He nodded. Standing beside the table, she was looking over the newspaper. He put his arm around her. “Sit down a minute, Jane. I’ve some thing to say to you. News for you." She blanched a bit “About Bill, Doc tor?” she asked anxiously. “Not a thing in the world about Bill It’s—about your father.” “Oh, I know he’s terribly angry I” Carpy shook his head. “Not now, Jane. He's not angry with anybody now.” “Doctorl What do you mean? Have you seen him?" He nodded. “Yes, last night You know how sick a man he’a been—” “Doctorl” she exclaimed faintly. “He’e dead!” “He died laat night” She hid her face In hla arm and broke Into tear*. "Jane, your father had lived hla life —there was nothing for him to look ahead to. “This makes a great change In your life, girl. I guess Fll take yon up to the hospital Bill must know this. Now I’ve got good news for you and no fooling. Yon have n hlg surprise and a happy one coming at the hospital I took the bandages off Bill's eyes yes terday to examine them—and hls eyes are much better. If we can only held It nowl” CHAPTER Xm Bull Page was only a broken boy, but Bull was loved In Sleepy Gat Yet even resentment at the name of Van Tambel In Sleepy Cat was softened somewhat when men heard of Jane’s unremitting attention at Bull's side In the hospital Van Tambel was burled. McCrossen took charge. To Jane’s Infinite relief, Bull recov ered and went back to Gunlock. At the ranch there was an air of cheer when Jane was Installed; every body on tiptoe to render service. Mc- Crossen was especially eager to please. “Well, Jane, I guess you know what ever I can do to take care of things Is goln’ io be done, twenty-four hours a day If need be,” he said. “All yon have to do Is to leave It to me.” “I shall depend on you for every thing,” she returned. “Everything, Jane?" he echoed, smil ing as If to Invite a confidence. -Jane was not caught "Everything connected with running the ranch,” she said evenly. But it became Increasingly evident as the days went by that the energetic foreman still regarded himself as a suitor. For a fortnight nothing further oc curred to break the routine of ranch work, and McCrossen said no more. The general Impression In town was that Denison, as far as Jane was con cerned, was out of the running. Jane, It was argued, would never marry a blind man, and the consensus of gossip was that Bill's sight was gone. No excitement occurred In Sleepy Cat until one day John Lefever was reported arrived at Thief River with a herd of cattle for the reservation. Saw dy, who had gone to work at Gunlock when Lefever left for Texas, rode down to Thief River to help Lefever check the herd In at Gunlock Agency and to give him the big Sleepy Cat news. But Lefever, too, brought news. The two cronies sat down to compare notes and celebrate the end of a long drive. “I want to tell you somethin' I ran Into nearin’ Thief River,” said Lefever. “There’s a little slaughterin’ ranch a mile south of town run by our old friend. Clubfoot, the butcher—remem ber how he skinned us on the horse race? While our herd was headin’ for the river, I stopped for a few minutes where a couple of hls boys were load in’ a wagon with hides for shipping. I happened to know one of the boys. He wrangled for us, cornin' up once. And I noticed all the hides I saw him tyln’ up had a Gunlock brand. “’How’s this?* I says. 'Does Vaa Tambel peddle bis steers down this way?* He winked at me an’ laughed. This bunch,’ says he, *was poker steers.'" “It looks like McCrossen Is runnln' oh Gunlock cattle to pay hls poker debts,” said Sawdy. When Lefever had made hls delivery, he marched with Sawdy up to the hos pital to call on their diaabled side partner, Denison. Bill had been promoted from a dark room to a shaded one. “If I knew I was going to lose my eyes, boys," said he, “that would be one thing. I could end It all or settle down to making baskets for a living. But Doc keeps telling me he’s going to save my eyes; and that keeps me hoping—so the days and weeks bang on. All the same. It's tough, when you never were laid up before In your life. What’s the news with you fellows?” The visitors talked about the discov ery Lefever had made of the hides at Thief River. The half-blind ranchman listened In tently, not with any noticeable excite ment. But Sawdy Imagined he could see Denison lighting up. “Seeln’ you’re not fixed up Just right yet. Is there anything you’d like us to do about It?” Snwdy asked. “Why, yes, there Is—just do one thing.” “What’s that?" "Keep your mouths shut till I get out of here. I guess you both know I’ve got a long score to settle with that bird. He was mixed up In burning up my ranch house a:.d burning me up. I’ll attend to McCrossen myself some day,” he repeated slowly, “In my own way.” The two men left the hospital some what uneasy. They laid their story be fore Carpy. The doctor heard It unmoved. “Well," he commented, “that’s not the first bunch of steers McCrossen has stolen —and It won’t be the last.” “Not the first,” Interjected Lefever. "But It’s the closest anybody ever came to nailin’ it on him.” “Anyway, I don’t think he should be left there to rob the girl right along,” added Carpy. “Are you goln’ to tell her?” asked Lefever. T am; today. She’s coming to tow* and will be In to see me." They told him of their talk with Den ison. “It left us leery, Doc," said Saw* dy. “If Bill gets worked up too strong over McCrossen, he’s liable to bust out on McCrossen before hls eyes are In shape to give him au even break.” Doctor Carpy waved hls hand. “Keep your worry for something else, Saw dy. Hls eyes got scorched; but when I let go of the boy, keep away from the small end of hls gun.” “Jane, you’ll think I don't bring yon anything but troublesome news,” the doctor began. “But this Isn't really news. Fve known for iffdhths—two or three years. In fact—that McCrossen Was stealing Gunlock steers. But this is what John Lefever brought up from Thief River today. .. . “Now, there's nothing to get ex cited aboit," observed Carpy, after he had finished the story, “for it's noth ing new. But if I were you I would gtt rid "of McCrossen." (TO M CONTINUUM w IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL S UNDAY I chool Lesson ByRKV. HAROLD L, LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. # Western Newspaper Union. ■' i . " " T "1 Lesson for January 3 THE SON OF GOD BECOMES MAN LESSON TEXT—John 1:1-18. GOLDEN TEXT—And the Word was mads flesh, and dwelt among us. John 1:14. PRIMARY TOPIC—Jesus’ Home. JUNIOR TOPIC—The Boyhood of Jesus. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC— God Coming to Us In Jesus. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC— The Fact and Purpose of the Incarnation. The opening of a new year always brings with it a sense of solemn re sponsibility for one’s life and serv ice, and at the same time a thrilling expectancy. No better way can be found to begin this year of our Lord, 1937, than in the study of God’s Word, not only by ourselves, but in the fellowship of others in the church and Sunday school. The series of lessons outlined for the year gives us the eagerly ap prehended opportunity of studying during the first three months the Gospel of John. Space does not permit of a suitable introduction to that study here, but we trust that no one will fail to read John 20:31, which states the purpose of the apostle in writing. Three great and fundamental questions are answered in chapter 1:1-18, namely, (1) Was Jesus Christ God or man? (2) Does it matter how we regard him and relate our lives to him? (3) Is there suitable evidence upon which we may rest our faith in him? I. Jesus Christ Is God (John 1: 1-5). "In the beginning" of Genesis 1:1, Jesus Christ already "was” not only "with God," but he "was God." He is the living "Word," the complete and final revelation of God. He is infinite, eternal, divine, both the Creator and Redeemer. He is both the Life and the Light of men. That Light shines in the darkness but the darkness does not comprehend it. n. Men Are Either Believers or Unbelievers (w. 6-13). There are only two classes of peo ple who will read these lines—the saved and the unsaved. What a sol emn thought 1 To which class do I belong? The Lord of Glory, the Creator of all things, came to his own world and it "knew him not” (v. 10). How tragic is that fact, but how much deeper is the stab of the next verse, his own people "received him not.” The Light still shines in the world, and it is still all too true that men love "darkness rather than light be cause their deeds are evil” (John 3:19). Such men are lost, "dead in trespasses and sin” (Eph. 2:1). But, thank God, there are those who "receive him” (v. 12), and to them he gives the power or authori ty, to be the sons of God. This change is expressly declared to be a. Not by reason of family, or heredity, "not of blood”; b. Not by natural instinct or de velopment, not "of the will of the flesh”; and c. Not by human volition or will power, not "of the will of man, but of God.” These are important matters and some one may well ask, "What evi dence is there for these things?” Faith is not a venture into the dark. We have the strongest of all foundations in the sure Word of God. The evidences of Christianity are many, thoroughly full, and sat isfying to any honest inquirer. We refer to but one. III. Our Faith Rests on the Testi mony of Eye Witnssses (vv. 14-18). John the Baptist and John the Apostle both beheld the "glory as of the only begotten of the Father” in the One who as the "Word was made flesh and dwelt among” them*. The law was "given by Moses” (v. 17), that is, God sent the law through a human messenger. "But grace and truth came by Jesus Christ.” No messenger, no matter how great or worthy, would do to bring the gospel of the grace of God. His only begotten Son brought it; it came by him. Waste Not Waste not the smallest thing created, for grains of sand make mountains. Waste not the smallest time in imbecile infirmity, for well thou knowest that seconds form eternity.—E. Knight. Growth of Friendship Friendship is no plant of hasty growth; though planted in esteem’s; deep-fixed soil, gradual culture of kind intercourse must bring it to perfection.—Joanna Baillie. 1 - - Good Company Without good company, all dain ties lose their true relish, and like painted grapes, are only seen, not tasted.—Massinger. Kinds of Idleness Not only is he idle who is doing nothing, but he that might be better employed.—Socrates. Pleasure Giving— , Talking to Advantage of Others and Joy to Ourselves in 1937 * npALKING is the recognized -*■ medium of communication be tween persons who are together or who, being absent, use a tele phone. It is unfortunate having such a marvelous medium at our command that we so often fail to put it to the use worthy of its value. It is possible to send a glow of happiness through the lis tener when we speak merited words of appreciation. It is pos sible to solace those in sorrow by words of comfort spoken from the heart. It is possible to make joy doubly gladsome by expressing our happiness in the good fortune of others. Through talking to our children we can spur them on to do fine things, or encourage them in worthy resolves. In shert the good we can do by talking in the right spirit is inestimable. By talking in the right way we bring good to others and joy to ourselves. "Too Much Talk” It is when we swerve from the Here's a Smart Rug That's Easy to Make Just a simple square, repeated and joined together forms this smart rug. You’ll love doing the colorful squares in varied colors, and, in no time at all, you’ll have -y// * > - >> 'sl-jv ' '/c-cs; • # %■ f/ryy< Pattern 5699 enough completed to make this’ stunning rug. Here’s one way to turn useless rags into something worthwhile, though rug wool or candlewicking may also be used. Done in Germantown the squares would make a handsome cushion or chair set. 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Unkind or unfriend ly conversation, by some perverse twist of human nature, is sure to be repeated, and usually with embellishments. Either the one who repeats it cannot believe her ears, and wonders if anyone else knows about the unfortunate cir cumstances, or else she finds a strange pleasure in repeating slander. It may be the derogatory words are against someone she dislikes. It may be they -are about a total stranger. If the talk was commendatory repeating it would foster fine things. Good things should be given frequent repetition. Pleasure Giving in 1937 We all could add so much to the pleasure and joy of living during the new year 1937, if we would set a watch on our talk, and by a wishful determination use this great means at our command to help others. It is one of the things that costs nothing and yet which can do such an endless amount of good. It is a way open to all alike. ® Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service. 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