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da v. May l 2« 1927, -■- ■■ ■ - ■■-■■■■'■-■' ■-■■ ■ ■ ■ BMj lfl| '■ ' ■ ---4 ftT HAS GONE BEFORE: " HA k B eeson, from Albany, N. Y " terminus of the Railroad. He had been or- Pac ‘ 1C . V phvsicians to seek a cli der „ hi J, and dry.” He is robbed ® a,e . ~f H S money in his hotel of T .bs last twenty dollars at a ” i '°t -The Big Tent,” a darce tT'an'd gambling resort in the taring’’ town of Benton. Frlna Montoyo, companion of a , *i, believed by Frank to have cajoled him purposely into the Broke, disconsolate over t'jt-overy that “the lady of the •• o< he calls her, is what 13 ./ , uul finally humiliated over ‘“ glaring “greenness.” Frank i,- Edna when she begs him with her, sobbing.y llin g him that she had bade a mis take in letting him lose his money. Ige goes to take a job with I George Jenks, a teamster in a Lgon train about to leave for Salt Lake City. . , Capt. Adams, a Mormon, is in charge of the wagon train. Rachael Adams, an attractive young woman, one of his wives, is fin the train, as is Daniel Adams, his loutish son, When Edna, who has shot, but not killed the gambler, Montoyo, comes a fugative in “britches” to join the jin. Daniel tells his father that £is seeking Jenks and Beeson. Capt. Adams shouts, “No hussy in men's garments shall g owith the train.” Daniel, by a spectacular gun play foils Montoyo’s attempt to take Edna back with him. CHAPTER IX I Don't Want to Kill Him One night after we had gone on some time, the sound of revolver shots burst flatly from a mess be yond us, but the shots were ac companied by laughter. •They're only tryin’ to spile a can,” Jenks reasurred. “By kolly I we’ll go over an d l’arn 'e ma les son.” He glanced at me. “Time you loosened up that weepon o’ yourn, anyhow. Purty soon it’ll stick fast.” I went with him, glad of diver sion. The men were banging, by turn, mi sardine can set up on the sand pout twenty paces out. The heavy calls sent the loose soil flying but amidst the furrows the tin can sat juntouched. I “What you thinkin’ to do,” Jenks piled. “Hit that can or plant a ■lead mine?” I "Give him room! He’s made his they cried. “And if he don’t jplug it that pilgrim sure will.” I Mr. Jenks drew and took his ■stand; banged with small prepara- P OD an d missed by six inches —a r act that brought him up wide ■awake. Gimme another try, boys,” he ■growled, but they shoved him aside. I Mo, no. Pilgrim’s turn!” I M illy-nilly I had to demonstrate P‘ £ reer mess so I drew, and stood, pd cocked, and aimed. The Colt’s ■exploded with prodigious blast and french—jenking, * n f ac t> almost P° ;e head and where the bul ■T. I did not see, nor, I did anybody else. B he missed the ’arth!” they ■pnored. B Mo, I reckon he hit Montany ■ JOut the middle. That’s whar he ■ c °red center!” ■ Hold down on it, hold down, ■ Jenks urged. “To hit him in ■ • a ’t aim at his feet! Here’ ■ , s a -d taking my revol lelr thmv !t forward, fired. The I . Phnked somersaulted,lish ■7 ,to action. ■‘when ' he proclaimed, ■ ‘,. n niOVo hke it had'a gun in ■ ‘ can snap it! But when I a can > I lack guts!” B l} mebo !)I>dy else shot » and ■he r J feiS( > and another, and ■aste • lt(i ’ s P urrm g us to Constant] y changed the ■wht t rfcSGn tty it was merely a I of fagged tin. ■ause ( j httle silence, as we I “I’u 1 '° lce ? P°ke irritatingly. Bhucks at'lJ U fellers ain>t no great ‘ browin’ lead.” Daniel stood by, with arms akim jo, and beside stood My Lady. He towered over her in a maddening atmosphere of proprietorship. She smiled at me—at all of us; at me, swiftly; at the rest, frankly. And I knew that she was afraid! Daniel laughed boisterously, his mouth widely open. “Set me up a can! That thar one wouldn’t jump to a bullet.” A can was produced. “How fur?” “Fur as yu like.” It was tossed contemptuously out; and watching it I heard Dan iel gleefully yelp, “Out o’ my way, yu-all!”—half saw his hand dart down and up again, felt the jar cf a shot, witnessed the can jump like a live thing; and away it went, with spasm after spasm, to explo sion aLter explosion, tortured by him into fruitless capers until with the final ball peace came to it, and it lay dead, afar across the twi light sand. Verily, by his cries and utter savagery and malevolence of his bombardment, one would have thought that he took actual lust in fancied cruelty. “I ’alow thar’s not another man JRL Amkn&m l WEp Pfflff * 1 twp ifpi jig ilT'MWWittffliiw y tmmm — - hyar kin do that,” he vaunted. There was not, judging by the silence again ensuing. Only— “A can’s different from a man,” Jenks cooly remarked. “A can don’t shoot back.” “I don’t Taow any man’s goin’ to, neither.” Daniel faced me in turn ing away. “That’s somethin’ for yu to l’arn, young feller,” he vouch safed. His gaze shifted. “Come along, Edna/’ he bade. ‘We’ll be goin’ back.” Devil —or was it he himself? — twittered me, incited me, and in a moment, with a gush of asser tion, there I was, saying to her, my hat doffed; “I’ll walk over with you.” “Do,” she responded readily. “We’re to have singing.” The men started. Daniel whirled. “I Taow you ain’t been invited, Mister.” “If Mrs. Montoyo consents, that’s enough,” I informed. “I’m not walking with you, sir; I am walk ing with her. The only ground you control is just in front of your own wagon.” He snarled. “And whilst yu’re l’arnin’ to shoot yu’d better be l’arnin’ manners. Yu cornin’ with me, Edna?” “As fast as I can, and with Mr. Beeson also, if he chooses,” said she. “I have my manners in mind, too.” “By gosh, I don’t walk with ye, he jawed. And he flounced about, vengefully striding on as though punishing her for a misdemeanor • She dropped the men a little curtsy. “The entertainment is conclud ed, gentlemen. I wish you good night!” Yet underneath her raillery there lay an appeal, the stronger because j subtle and unvoiced. It seemed to Ime every man must appreciate j that, as a woman,she invoked pro ; tection by him against an impend ing something, of which she had given him a glimpse. So we left them somewhat sub dued, gazing after us, their rug ged faces sobered reflectively. Daniel was angrily shouldering for the Mormon wagons, his indig nant figure black against the west ern glow. She laughed lightly. “You’re not afraid, after all, I i see.” “Not of him, madam.” “And of me?” “I think I’m more afraid for you,” I confessed. “That clown is get ting insufferable. He sets out to bully you.” “I’m afraid, too,” she breathed. “I never have been afraid before. I didn’t fear Montoyo. I’ve al ways been able to take care of myself.” “You have your revolver?” I suggested. “No, I haven’t. It’s disappeared. Mormon women don’t carry revol vers.” “But you’re not a Mormon wom an.” “Not yet.” She caught quick breath. “But you know,” she quer ied with sudden glance, “that Dan iel means to marry me?” “But you’re not free; you have a husband!” “Oh!” she cried, “why don’t you learn to shoot? Won’t you? Let me have your pistol, please.” “You must grasp the handle fimly; cover it with your whole palm, but don’t squeeze it to death; just grip it evenly—tuck it away. And keep your elbow down; and srook your wrist, in a drop, until V* ... your trigger knuckle is pointing very low —at a man’s feet if you’re aiming for his heart!” “At his feet, for his heart?” I stammered. The words had an ugly sound . “Certainly. We are speaking of shooting now, and not at a tin can! You have to allow for the jump of the muzzle. Unless you hold it down with your wrist, you over shoot; and it’s the first shot that counts. Os course, there’s a feel, a knack. But don’t aim with your eyes. You won’t have time. Men file off the front sight —it sometimes catches, in the draw. And it’s useless, anyway. They fire as they point with the finger, by the feel. You see, they know. Some men are born to shoot straight; some have to practice a long, long while. I wonder which you are!” “If there is pressing need in my case,” said I, “I shall have to rely upon my friends.” “Those gentlemen of yours are Gentiles with goods for Salt Lake Mormons,” she retorted. “Are they going to throw all business to the winds?” “You yourself may appeal to his father, and to the women, for pro tection if that lout annoys you, I ventured. ; “To them?” she scoffed. “To | Hyrum outfit? Why, they’re good Mormons, and why should I not be made over? I’m under their teachings; it’s time Daniel had a wife or two, for replenishing Utah.” She paused. Then resumed. “But now if I may lend you a little something to keep you from being shot like a dog, I’ll feel as though I had wiped out your score against me. Take your gun.” I took it. “There he is. Cover him!” “Where?” I asked. “Who?” “There, before you! Oh, any body! Think of his heart and cover him.” “See that little rock? Hit it!” I fired. The sand obscured the rock. She clapped her hands, de lighted. “You would have killed him. No —he would have killed you. Quick! Give it to me!” And snatching the revolver she cocked, leveled and fired instantly. The rock split into fragments. THE CHATHAM RECORD “I would have killed him,” she murmured, gazing tense, seeing I knew not what. Wrenching from the vision she handed back the re volver to me. “I think you are go ing to do, Sir. Only, you must learn to draw. I mustn’t ' stay longer. Shall we go to the fire now ? I am cold.” We walked almost without speak ing, to the Hyrum Adams fire. Daniel lifted his upper lip at me as we entered; his eyes never wan dered from my face I was distinctly unwelcome. Accordingly, I said a civil “Good-evening” to Hyrum and raising my hat to My Lady left for my own bailiwick. Friend Jenks joined me. “We were keepin’ cases on you, and so was he. He saw that prac tice—damn, how he did crane! She wan givin’ you pointers, eh?” “Yes; she wanted amusement.” Jenks rocked to and fro, as we sat by the fire. “Hell! Wall, if you got to kill him you got to kill him and do it proper. For if you don’t kill him he’ll kill you; snuff you out like a— wall, you say that can travel.” “I don’t want to kill him,” I pleaded. “Why should I?” Jenks sat silent and sitting si lent I forsaw that kill Daniel I must. I was being sucked into it, irrevocably willed by him, by her, by them all. If I did not kill him in defense of myself I should kill him in defense of her. Could this really be I? Frank Beeson, not a fortnight ago still living at a jog-trot in dear Albany, New York State? It was puzzling how detached and how strong I felt. (Continued next week.) Copyright by Edwin L. Sabin. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL ES TATE Under and by virtue ol the au thority and power upon him confer red by a certain deed of trust exe cuted by O. A. Palmer and his wife, Mattie C. Palmer, to Daniel L. Bell, trustee, bearing date of April 9th, 1926, and registered in the office of the register of deeds for Chat ham county in book “GR” at page 19, default having been made in the payment of the indebtedness thereby secured, and the holder of the bond thereby secured having requested a sale of the lands there in conveyed, the undersigned, trus tee as aforesaid, will on MONDAY, MAY 23RD, 1927, at twelve o’clock noon, at the court house door of Chatham coun ty in Pittsboro, N. C., sell, at pub lic auction, to the highest bidder for cash, those two certain tracts of land in Gulf township, Chatham county, North Carolina, which are bounded and described as follows: First tract. Beginning on the Bank of Deep River on the mouth of a branch, corner of S. S. Lakey land, and running up said branch 20 poles to a white oak; thence north 26 degrees west 224 poles to a pine and hickory; thence north Pomona Terra Cotta Co., line to a red oak, corner of old Wm. Ma lone, 50 acres tract; thence with his line to the Dowd line; thence south with the same to a post oak and maple on the bank of McLeod Creek; thence down the said Creek to Deep River; thence down said river its various courses to the beginning; containing by estima tion 283 acres, more or less. This tract of land being deeded to said O. A. Palmer as per deed recorded in office of register of deeds of Chatham county in book “EJ”, page S7O, Nov. 21st 1917. Second tract: —Beginning at a white oak on the Stinson road, running north 14 west 74 poles to G. A. Murchison corner, ash and oak pointers; thence west 114 poles 'to a stone corner in the field, Mur chison corner; thence north four degrees east 61 poles to a stone in a bottom just below two persim mon trees; thence west 100 poles to an ash on the bank of McLeod I creek; thence down said creek as it meanders to a pine stump and the Stinson road at the ford of said creek; thence eastwardly with the Stinson road 195 poles to the first station; containing 117 1-8 acres, more or less. This land was deed ed to O. A. Palmer by a deed reg istered in book “FL” at page 147. These two tracts of land will be sold subject to a prior mortgage, or deed of trust, executed to Atlantic Joint Stock Land Bank, of Raleigh, N. C., securing an indebtedness of $5,500.00. Place of sale—Court house door, Pittsboro, N. C. Time of sale Monday, May 23rd. 1927, twelve o’clock, noon. This April 15th., 1927. DANIEL BELL, Trustee. April 21st, stc PITTSBORO REAL ESTATE FOR SALE. Pursuant to a decree of the Su perior Court of Chatham county. North Carolina, entered on Mon day, November 1, 1926, in the case of Greensboro Bank and Trust Company, trustee, vs. Chapel Hill Insurance and Realty Company, the undersigned, as commissioner, so appointed by said decree, will sell oy public auction to the last and highest bidder for cash in front of Chatham county court house door at eleven o’clock noon, on Wednes day, May 25, 1927, certain real es tate located in Pittsboro, • Chatham county, North Carolina, more par ticularly described and bounded as follows: Those four certain lots of land lying and being within the town of Pittsboro, Chatham county, N. C., designated by map and survey of the J. M. Harper sub-division, made by W. N. Crawford and recorded in the office of the register of deeds of Chatham county, N. C., in book E N. page 660, as lots No. 1, 2,7, and 8 and described as follows: First: Beginning at the Blair Hotel corner in the court house square and running with the said court house square 42 feet to lot No. 3; thence with the line of lot No. 3, 73 feet to the corner with the line of lot No. 3, 73 feet to the* corner of lot No. 3, in line of lot No. 5; thence with lot No. 5, 42 feet to the Blair Hotel lot; thence with the Blair hotel lot 73 feet to the beginning and being lots No. 1 and 2 as shown by said map. Second: Beginning at the cor ner of lot No. 6 in Hillsboro street and running with Hillsboro street feet to the Chapin corner;thence with the Chapin lot (1) 33 feet (2) 16 feet (3) 33 feet to Hillsboro treet; thence with Hillsboro street 16 feet to lot No. 9; thence with lot No. 9, 127 1-2 feet to L. N. Womble’s line; thence with L. N. Womble’s line 84 feet to Blair ho tel lot; thence with hotel lot 67 1-2 feet to line of lot No. 6; thence to the corner of lot No. 6; thence with lot No. 6, 106 feet to the beginning and being lots No. 7 and 8 as shown by said map and survey. This the 19th day of April, 1927. GREENSBORO BANK & TRUST COMPANY, Commissioner. King, Sapp & King, Attorneys, Greensboro, N. C. ™ PROGRAM Monday Evening, May 16th 1:30, Feature Band Con cert. J:00. Introduction, W. L. Brinkley, president Mer .. President Merchants As > chants Association. I. Presentation of Associa » tes: (b) Durham’s Welcome: ' Hon. J. M. Manning, Mayor. (c) Introduction of Visit , ing Mayor—M. E. New t som. (d) Reply to Durham’s , Welcome Visiting Mayor. j(e). Introduction of At- I tending Mayors—Wal ter P. Budd. 1. Each Mayor will in turn introduce the Beauty Contestant from his town. (f). Introduction of Speak er—J. Elmer Long, Lt. Governor. <g). Address Hon. O. v Max Gardner. 8:10. Music—Band. 8:30. Feature Act No. 1. — The Famous Capitol Saxaphone Trio, Nat ionally known radio and . theatre artists. 8:35 Music —Orchestra. 8:45 Beauty Parade —and Fashion Show —Tilley’s Stories. 9:15 Music —Orchestra. 9:25 Feature Act No. 2 Sensational Knife Throw ing Exhibition. 9:40 Music —Orchestra. 9:50 Feature Act No. 3. — Miss Delman, Nationally famous soprano. 10:05 Music—Orchestra. 10:15 Feature Act No. 4 Josh & Tildy, America’s Foremost Rube Co medians. 10:30 Music —Orchestra. 10:40 Dancing Sextette — A Gorgeous Girl Re view. 11:00 An Hour of Danc ing with Leftwich’s Blue Devils. M Don’t Miss It SALE OF REAL ESTATE Under and by virtue of a certain mortgage deed executed by L. L. Smith and wife, Mary P. Smith to i W. L. Goldston, mortgagee, dated March 10, 1925, and recorded ini book F X page 546 in the office of the register of deeds of Chatham county, default having been made in the payment of the mortgage in debtedness thereby secured and at the request of the holder and own er of the said indebtedness, the un dersigned mortgagee will on Mon day, May 30, 1927 at twelve noon, offer for sale at public auction to \ the highest bidder for cash at the a : / I C ” With Cash in Hand | ? Them as has gets. The man with money in hand, is the man Y in position to meet opportunity half way— find usually he is the man who puts things •across —because he is ready. x ■ You make no mistakes when you resolve 'to adjust your affairs so that income is B greater than outgo. You will be surprised * how quickly you have cash in hand to make investments—which in turn will bring you more cash in hand. Once you become acquainted with the many manners in .which we can serve you, y you will thank the day when you needed friendly suggestion and started to build for y the future. WE INVITE YOUR PATRONAGE THE FARMERS BANK Pittsboro, N. C. il Variety! \ • Every night a DIFFERENT program some thing doing every minute that is unusual, brilliant, ’ entertaining, thrilling. Don’t miss any of this mar velous show, the biggest event of its kind ever at-, tempted in this section. NEXT WEEK MAY I6TH - Z IST INCLUSIVE. • Six vivid nights, crammed full of thrilling fea ture acts, hilarious comedy, and unlimited variety. ; Six nights of enchanting musical selections rendered by Nationally famous singers and musicians. ONE SOLID WEEK into which is crowded an almost un ■; limited variety of HIGH CLASS ENTERTAIN ]MENT. i Noted Speakers, Artists, Actors, Dancers, and Comedians will unquestionably make the Durham i exposition by far the greatest event of its kind ever .held in North Carolina. . See Monday Night’s Program to the i Lest —Every Other Night is Just as Interesting. A hundred thousand Dollar Show ~ ay IS io Zllnclusive —^w-n—mißiiiaiTmrr—PfTffWHitet I court house door in Pittsboro, N. j C., the tract of land described as j follows, tc-wit: j A tract of land in Gulf Town ship, Chatham county, North Caro- \ lina bounded on the north by lands of W. C. Caudle; on the east by lands of Williams heirs; on the south by lands of Mrs. O. D. Gains, and on the west by lands of J. L. Cook and containing by estimation i forty-eight (48) acres more or less, j The same being a part and parsel of the L. H. Elikns deceased lands. This April 30th, 1927. * W. L. GOLDSTON, i Mortgagee. V. R. Johnson. Attorney. PAGE SEVEN
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