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DISTRICT COURT OF THE UNITED
STATES.
Eustern District of South Carolina.
In Bankruptcy.
In the matter of C. A. Baker and W.
A. (iantt, individually, and as copartners
doinn; business under the
firm name and style of Peoples
Druvr Company, Bankrupts.
Pursuant to the order of Robert J.
Kirk, Esquire. Referee in Bank
ruptcy, directed to mc and dated
January 22d, 1920, I will offer for
sale at public auction, in the town
pf Jefferson, South Carolina, at the
store house formerly occupied by
" the said Peoples Drug Company,
on Monday, the 2.3d day of Feb^
ruary, 1920, at 11 o'clock in the
' forenoon, the following lots, pieces
* and parcels of real estate hereinafter
described, to wit:
1. A lot in the town of Jefferson,
i- Chestefteld county, South Carolina,
n with double brick store building
thereon, lately occupied by C. A.
r' Baker and W. A. Gantt as Peoples
Drug Company: dimensions lifty toO)
feet frontage on Main Street by one
hundred ninety-three (193) feet
depth, Bounded North by premises
of R. B. Miller and another adjoining
lot of the said Baker & (inatt;
East by Main Street, South by premises
of G. W. Gregory and West by an
alley.
2. Alio, a lot in the town of Jefferaon,
Cheater field. County, 8. C., lately
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ive an assortment of parts
or a Ford One Ton Truck
ie?each according to its
irts now in your car, and
i machinery, spt,. 'ally def
your repair work?from
echanics who will do the
n and who know the Ford
give Ford service hut we
is easy to understand that
Ford Cars?Come to au- '
dependable repairs.
It
ompany
f C. A. Baker and W. A. Gantt, bounded
North by premises of Nicholson
& Son, East by Main St., on which is
has a frontage of seven (7) feet, and
premises of R. B. Miller, South by
premises of R. B. Miller and lot with
store buildings lately occupied by
Peoples Drug Company, and West by
an alley.
3. Also, a lot in the town of Jefferson,
Chesterfield County, S. C., lately
occupied by W. A. Gantt, dimensions
one hundred (100) feet by one
I hundred ninety-three (193) feet,
| Bounded North by premises Mrs. Mary
Evans, East by Main St., South
by premises of C. T. Fletcher, and
West by an alley.
4. Also, a lot with the residence of
W. A. Gantt thereon, in the town of
Jefferson, Chesterfield County, S. C.,
containing one acre more or less, at
the corner of Elizabeth and Maxton
Streets; bounded North by other
premises of W. A. Gantt, East by
premises of W. W. Miller, South byElizabeth
Street and West by Maxton
Street.
5. Also, a lot in the town of Jefferson,
Chesterfield county, S. C., and
adjacent to the above described residence
lot of W. A. Gantt, containing
two and one-fifth (2 1-5) acres more
or less, bounded North by lands of
J. L. Lowry's Estate, East by W. M.
Miller and the residence lot of W. A.
Gantt, West by W. M. Miller and
Allen Miller.
C. Also, a tract of land in Chesterfield
county. S.C.. known as th<
Bird Place, containing one hundred
twenty-nine acres (129) more or
less, bounded North by lands of S.
M. Jordan; East by Brewer Mine
lands; South by Public Road and
West by Lynches River.
7. Also a tract of land known asthe
Sycamore Farm, in Chesterfield
County, S. C., containing Five hundred
seventy-one (571) acres more
or less, bounded on the North by
lands of Dorsey Jackson and A. J.
Kirkley; East by Allsbrook lands;
South by lands of P. C. Campbell;
West by lands of Dorsey Jackson and
Sarah Sullivan; the same conveyed
by J. N. McLauchlin, J. P. Dabney
and R. A. Griffith to W. A. Gantt.
8. Also a lot in the town of Jefferson,
Chesterfield County, S. C., on
which is located the residence of C.
A. Baker, dimensions fifty (50) feet
by one hundred ninety-three (198)
feet, bounded North by premises of
J. F. Hurtmun, East by Main Street;
South by Presbyterian Manse, West
by lands of estate of J. L. Lowry. I
9. Also, a lot in Fairview suburb!
| of the town of Jefferson, Chesterfield
County, S. C., dimensions fifty (50)
feet by one hundred ninety-three
feet.
10. Also, lots numbers 18 and 19,
Block No. 1, as shown on Plat made
Kw u f- I--. l- ? -
... u. iiukiiuii, jr.. Ill SUOUTD OI
Jefferson, known as Shannon Place,
property of W. A. Gantt.
The said tracts and lots above dci
scribed shall be sold for cash and
' free from all liens; and all liens thereon
shall be transferred to the proceeds
of sale for distribution, as the
same may be hereafter ordered by
this Court.
J. C. MILLER,
Trustee in Bankruptcy.
NOTICE
On the 9th day of February, I will
apply to the Probate Court for a dis|
charge as administratrix of the estate
[ of J. W. Johnson, deceased.
Jan. 5, 1920.
p LEONA JOHNSON,
Administratrix
DISCHARGE NOTICE
On the 8th of March, 1920, I will
apply to the Probate Court of this
County for a discharge as Administratrix
for the Estate of II. E. Gulled?e,
deceased.
February 2, 1920.
p Allie L. Gulledge,
Administratrix. ^
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3YNOPSI8.
Part I.
CHAPTER I.?Adventurous and reckless,
rather than criminal, and excited by
liquor. Curly Flandrau and his chum.
Mac. both practically mere buys, beep me
Involved In a horse-stealing adventure.
Disposing of the stolen stock In the town
of Saguache, Arts., the band separates, i
Curly and his partner staying In town. 1
They are awakened and told a posse Is
In town In pursuit of them. They elude
their pursuers. Overtaken next day, Mao i
Is killed by the posse and Curly made
captive, after he has shot one and himself
been wounded. The man shot Is "
Luck Culllson.
CHAPTER 11.?Culllson's friends all j
cattlemon, determine to lynch Curly as t
an example to cattle thieves. With the
rope around his neck he Is saved by the l
Intervention of Kate Culllson. Luck's
uaugnier. a
CHAPTER III. "
The Culllsone, and Laura London. | *
Curly was awakened by the sound ?.
of the cook boating the call to break- *
fast on a triangle. Buck was standing
beside the bed. i
"How're they coming this glad t
mo'ning, son?" he Inquired with a .
grin. j
"Fine and dandy," grinned back
Flandrau. "How Is Oulllson?" | 8
"Good as the wheat, doc says. Mighty c
lucky for Mr. C. Flandrau thut he Is. .
Say, I'm to be yore valley and help
you Into them clothes. Git a wiggle
on you." t ?
Buck escorted his prisoner over to
the runch messhouse. The others had '
finished breakfast but Maloney wus '
still eating. His mouth was full of
hot cakes, but he nodded across at 11
Curly In a casual friendly way.
"How's the villain in the pluy this '
mo'ning?" he inquired.
Twenty-one usually looks on the j
cheerful side of life. Curly had for- 1
gotten for the moment about what j
had happened to his friend Mac. He
did not remember that he was In the ^
shadow of a |*enltentiary sentence.
The sun was shining out of a deep
blue sky. The vigor of youth flowed
through his veins. He was hungry and
a good breakfast wus before hiin. For ^
the present these were enough. ^
"Me, I'm feeling a heup better than ^
I was last night," he admitted. '
'.'Came pretty near losing you out of t
the cast, didn't we?" a
"Might n-turned out that way If the
stage manager had not remembered c
the right cue In time." jl
The heart of the prisoner went out j
to this man who wus reaching a hand j,
to him In his trouble. He had always
known that Maloney was true and t
steady as a snubbing post, but he had
not looked for any kindness from him. ^
"Kite Just got a telephone message t
from Saguache," the Bar Double M
man went on easily. "Your friends t
that bought the rustled stock didn't "
get away with the goods. Seems they c
stumbled Into u bunch of rurales unex- t
pected and had to pull their freight
sudden." e
"Make their getaway?" Curly In- *
quired as Indifferently as he could, i
But In spite of himself a note of eager- ?
ness crept Into his voice. For If the
men had escaped that would be two ' ^
less witnesses against him. ; j,
"Yep." ! 1
"Too bad. If they hadn't I could 'j
have proved by them I was uot one of ' I
the men who sold them the stock." t
Flur.drnu replied.
"Like h? you could." Buck snorted *
then grinned at his prisoner In a t
shame-faced way: "You're a good one, |
son."
Jake stuck his head In at the door. '
"Buck, you're needed to help with j ,
them two-year-olds. The old man wants M
to have a talk with the rustler. Doc ,
says he may. Maloney, will you take
him up to the house?" I (
Maloney had once ridden for the (
Circle C and was friendly with all the i ^
men on the place. He nodded. "Sure." i
A Mexican woman let them Into the ! t
chamber where the wounded man lay. I
Kate was bending over the bed re- ! k
arranging the pillows, but she looked j 1
up quickly when the two men entered, i t
Her eyes were still gentle with the , ti
love that had been shining down from | I
them upon her father. n
Oulllson si>oke. "Sit down, Dick." t
And to his prisoner: "You too." e
Flandrau saw close at hand for the I
first time the man who had been Art- (
zona's moat famous fighting sheriff. *
Luck Culllson was well-built and of *
medium height, of a dark complexion, r
cleun shaven, wiry and muscular. Al- *
ready past fifty, he looked not a day ^
more than forty. One glance was 6
enough to tell Curly the kind of man *
this was. The power of him found ex- Y
presslon In the gray ateel-chllled eyee '
that bored Into the young outlaw. | v
"You huve begun early, young fel- ^
low," he said quietly. "But never mind H
that. I don't ask you to convict yourself.
I sent for yon to tell you I don't
blame you for this." He touched the
wound In his side.
"Different with your boys, sir."
"8o the boys are a little excited, are
they T"
"They were last night, anyhow,"
Curly answered, with a glimmer of a
smile.
Culllson looked quickly at Maloney
and then at his daughter.
"I'll listen to what you've been hiding
from me," he told them,
"Oh, the boys had notions. Mlas
Kate argued with them and they saw
things different," the Bar Double Id
rider explained.
But Culllson would not let It go at
that. He made them tell him the whole
story. When Ourly and Maloney had
finished he burled his daughter's little
hand In his big brown fist. His eyes
were dancing with pride, but he gave
her not a word of spoken praise.
Kate spoke to Ourly. "rather wants
me to tell you that we don't Maine you
him v< undamand '
You Have Begun Early, Young Fellow,"
He Said Quietly. <
ust how It wai. Your friend got ex- <
dted and Bhot as soon as he saw he
vas surrounded. We are both very (
lorry he was killed. Father could not |
itop the boys In time. Perhaps you re- i
nember that he tried to get you to ]
lurrender."
The rustler nodded. "Yes, I heard i
dm holler to me to put my gun down, i
>ut the others bluzed away at me."
"And so you nuturally defended
'ourself. Father wants It made clear
hat he feels you could have done nothng
else." |
"Much obliged. I've been sorry ever
ince I hit him, and not only on my
iwu account."
"Then none of us need to hold hard .
eellngs." The girl looked at her fa-1
her, who answered her appeal with a
;riru nod, and then she turned again
o the young rustler a little timidly. "I
L'nnifpr If vnn uraiilH nilnH if T ool/n/l
'ou a question."
"You've earned the rlKht to ask as
nany as you like."
"It's about? We have been told
ou know the man they call Soapy
tone. Is thnt true?"
Flandrau's eyes took on a stony look,
t was as If something had sponged all
he boyishness from his face. Still tryng
to get him to give away his particrs
In the rustling, were they? Well,
le would show them he could take his
nedlcine without squealing.
"Your boys were asking that quesIon
ubout Soapy last night. They had
i rope round my neck at the time.
Nothing unfriendly In the mutter, of
ourse. Just a casual Interest in my
ioiugs."
Culllson was looking ut him with
he steel eyes that bored Into him like
gimlet. Now he spoke sharply.
"I've got an account running with
ionpy Stone. Some day I'll settle It,
Ikely. But thnt ain't the point now.
)o you know his friends?the bunch
ie trails with?"
Weariness still seemed to crouch In
he cool eyes of Flandrau.
"And If I say yes, I'll bet your next
uestfo* will be about the time and
he place I last saw them."
Kute picked up a photograph from
he table and handed it to the prisoner.
'We're not Interested In his friends?
(xcept one of them. Did you ever see j
he boy that snt for that picture?"
The print was a snapshot of a boy
ibout nineteen, n bright-faced handoine
fellow, n little sulky uround the
nouth but with a pair of straight houtat
eyes.
Curly shook his bend slowly. Yet he
vas vuguely reminded of some one ho
;new. Glancing up, he found Instanty
the clue to what had puzzled him.
Che young man lu the picture was like
Cate Culllson, like her father, too, for
hat matter.
"lie's your brother." The words
vere out before Flandrau could atop
hem.
"Yes. You've never met him?"
"No."
Culllson had been watching the
'oung man steudtly. "Never suw hlui
vlth Soapy Stone?"
"No."
"Never heard Stone sneak of Sam
?ulllson?"
"No. Sonpy doesn't talk much about
vho his friends are."
The ex-sherlfT nodded. "I've met
dm."
Of course he had met him. Curly
;new the story of how In one drive he
lad made a gather of outlaws that had
rought fame to him. Sonpy had
troken through the net. hut the sheriff
lad followed him Into the hills alone
md run him to earth. What passed
tetween the men nobody ever found
ait. Stone had rep>atedly given It out
hat he could not be taken alive. Hut
hilllson hud brought him down to the
alley bound and cowed. In due sea- .
on the bandits had gone over the
oud to Yuma. Soupy mid the others
lad sworn to get their revenge some
lay. Now they were hack In the hills
it their old tricks. W'ns It possible
hat Culllson's son was with them,
'aught In a trap during some drunken
rollc Just as Curly had been? In what
vay could Stone pay more fully the
lebt of hate he owed the former
herllf than by mnkiiig his son a vllaln?
1
The little doctor came briskly Into 1
he room. ;
"Everybody out but the nurse, i
fou've had company enough for one
lay, Luck," he announced cheerily.
Kate followed Maloney and his prls>ner
to the porch.
"About the letters of your friend I
hat was shot," she said to Curly.
'Doctor Brown was telling me what
rou said. I'll see they reach Miss Anlerson.
Do you know In what resaurant
?he works?"
"No. Mac didn't tell me." The boy
fulped to swallow an unexpected lump
n his throat. "They was expecting to '
pt married soon."
"I?I'll write to her," Kate promised,
ter eyes misty.
"I'd be obliged, miss. Mac was a
food boy. Aftyone will tell you that,
tnd he was awful fond of her. He
alked about her that last night before
he camp Ore. Bad companions got !
ilm going wrong, but he sure would
live settled down Into a good man. I
Chat's straight goods, too. You write j
strong."
Tw cb?ni?a my mind, rn not
write but go to see her."
Curly could only look bis thanks.
Words seemed strangely Inadequate.
But' Kate understood the boy's unspoken
wish and nodded her head reassuringly
as he left the room.
Kite Bonflls and Aluloney took Curly
back to Saguache and turned him over
to Sheriff Bolt.
"How about ball?" Maloney asked.
The sheriff smiled. He was a long
lean leather-fuced inan with friendly
eyes from which humorous wrinkles
radiated.
"Oh, say two thousand."
"You're on."
"What I"
A cow-puncher with fifty dollars two
weeks after pay day was n rarity. No
wonder Bolt was surprised.
"It's not my money. Luck Culllson
Is going ball for him," Maloney explained.
"Luck Culllson I" Maloney's words
had surprised the exclamation from
Curly. 'Why should the owner of the
Circle C of all men go ball for him?
The shprlff commented dryly on the
Tact "I thought this kid was the one
that shot him."
"That was Just a happenstance.
Curly shot to save his bacon. Luck
don't hold any grudge."
Bolt belonged to the political party
opposed to Culllsoii. lie had been
backed by Cass Fendrlck, a sheepman
In feud with the cnttle Interests and in
particular with the Circle C outfit. But
he could not go back on bis word. lie
and Maloney called together on the
district attorney. An hour later Dick
returned to the Jail.
"It's all right, kid," he told Curly.
"You can shake off the dust of Saguache
from your hoofs till court
meets In September."
To Ftnndruu the news seemed too
good for the truth. Less than twentyfour
hours ago he had been waiting
for the end of the road with a rope
around his neck. Now lie was free to
slip u saddle on his pony Keno and
gallop off as soon as he pleased.
While he and Moloney were sitting
opposite each other at the New
Orleans Hash House waiting for a big
stenk wth onions he asked questions.
"I don't savvy Cullison's play. Whyfor
Is he digging up two thousand for
me? How does he know I won't cut
my stick for Mexico? Do you suppose
Miss Kate tnade him?"
"I rockon maybe she Influenced him.
But why did she? You don't figure
that curly topknot of yours Is disturbing
bor dreams any, do you?"
"Qoit your Joshing and tell me
wbyr
"f can't toil you for sure. But here's
sr foes*. Don't cost you a cent If you
ain't satisfied with It. First off. there
wus poor Mae shot by the Circle C
boys. Course Muc was a horse thief,
but then he was a kid, too. That worried
the little girl some. She got to
thinking about Brother Sam and how
he might be In the same lix one of
these days us you ure now. He's on
her mind a good deal, Sam is. Same
wuy with the old man too, I reckon,
though he don't say much. Well, she
decided Soapy Stone had led you
astray like he's doing with Sam. It
got to worrying her for fear her brother
might need a friend some time. So
she handed over her worry to the old
man und made him dig up for you."
ihats about It. Tell me wluit you
If iow of Sain."
{ Sam Is ull right, but he has got off
rong foot first, lie and the old man
got to kind of disagreeing, for the kid
wus a wild colt. Come by It honestly
from the old man, too. Well, they hail
a row one time when Sum got Into
trouble. Luck told him he never wanted
to see him uguin. Sam lit out, and
next folks knew he wus trailing with
Soapy's gang."
"Looks like some one ought to be
able to pry him loose from that buncli,"
Curly mused aloud.
Moloney grinned across at him.
lou try it, son. You've always led u
good pious life. He sure would listen
to you."
He had said It as a Jest, but Curly
dl?l not laugh. Why not? Why
shouldn't he hunt up Sum and let him
know bow his folks were worrying
about him? He was footloose till September
und out of a Job. For he could
not go buck to the Map of Texas with
his hat In his hand and a repentant
whine on his lips. Why not hike Into
tile hills and round up the boy?
Damn If 1 don't take a craek at It."
1 be man on the other side of the
table stared at him.
"Meaning that, are you?"
"Yep."
Might he some lively If Soapy gets
wise to your Intentions," he suid In a
casuul sort of way.
I don't aim to declare them out
loud."
J hat was all they said about It at
that time. The rest of the evening
was devoted to pleasure.
Since their way was one for several
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the high cost of motoring, "Wh
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and we are prepared to do this
FIRST?We have reduced
SECOND?We have emp
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THIRD?We use only the
tamable.
We handle the Famous G
a difference in the running and
We handle MICHELIN
World's Best," fully guaranteec
Also we handle LEHIGH
guaranteed for 5,000 miles, ant
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Your plHlnsinan Is n tuclturc/ Inrtl-^^H
vldual. These two rodo for an hour ^1
without exchanging a syllable.
At Willow Wash their ways diverged.
They purted with the casual
"So-long; see you later." Curly was
striking for the hendwatere of Dead
Cow creek, where Soupy Stone had a horse
ranch.
About W? 0 clock ho reached a little
purk la the hills, In the middle of
which, by a dry creek, luy a runch.
The young man at first thought the
place was deserted for the day, but
when he called a girl appeared at the
door. She was a young person of soft
curves and engaging dimples. Beneath
the brown cheeks of Arizona
was a pink that came and went very
attractively.
Curly took off his dusty gray hat.
"I'll Bet I'm Too Late to Draw Any j
Dinner." |
"IJuenos tnrdes, senorlta 1 I'll bet I'm
too late to draw any dinner."
"Buenos, senor," she answered
promptly. "I'll hot you'd lose your
money. You can wash over there by
the pump. There's a towel on the
fence."
She disappeared Into the house and
Curly took care of his horse, washed,
and sauntered hack to the porch. He
could stuell potatoes frying and could
hear the sizzling of ham and eggs.
While he ate, the girl llitted In and
out. soft-tooted and graceful, replenishing
his plate from time to time.
Presently he discovered that her father
was away Jiunting strays on
Sunk creek, that the nearest neighbor i
was seven miles distant and that
Stone's ranch was ten miles farther
up Dead Cow.
"Rver meet n lad called Sam Culllsoti?"
the guest asked carelessly.
. Curly was hardly prepared to see
the color whip Into her cheeks or to
meet the quick stabbing look she fastened
on him.
"Y'ou're looking for him, are you?"
Bho said. "Do you know him?"
He shook his head.* She looked at
him very steadily before she spoke
again.
"You haven't met him yet, but you
want t<x Is that It?"
"That's It."
"Will you have another egg?"
F*lnndrnu laughed. "No, thnuks.
Staying up at Stone'g, Is he?"
"IIow should I know who's stavln*
at Stone's?"
It was quite plnln she did not Intend
to tell anything that would hurt
young Cullison.
"Are you expecting to step In the
hills long?or Just visiting?"
"Yes," Curly answered, with his
| most Innocent blank look.
"Yes which?"
I "Why, whichever you like, Miss
London A'hut's worrying you? If
you'll i. . me plain out I'll know how
to answer you."
"So you know my name?"
"Anything strange about that? The
| Bar 1)1) is the London brand. I saw
| your calves In the corral with their
1 thinks still sore. Naturally I assume
1 the young lady I meet here Is .Miss
l Laura London."
"What do you want with Sam Culi
lison? Are you friendly to him? or I
aren't you?"
"Ladies first. Are you friendly to
him? Or aren't you?" <
Curly smiled gayly across the table
at her. A faint echo of his pleasantry
began to dimple the confers of
mouth. Both of them relaxed to peu^r^^T|
of laughter, and neither of them quite "
knew the cause of their hilarity. m
"Oh, you!" she reproved when she '
had sutllciently recovered.
"So you thought I was a detective
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