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^be Kid'a turns wm Bob neeres.
i back home on the Brazos they
pied him Tiger Eye. becaase one
a yellow—the eye with which
I sighted down a gunbarrel. His
was ‘‘Killer" Kesves. but
9 boy did not want to kill. If he
hyed home be would hare to carry
1 bis father's feuds, so be headed
9 horse. Pecos, northward and cn-
unt''r'd N'ate Wheeler, who drew
.4I> and fired jnst as Tiger Eye
The Kid did not waul to kill
te. only to cripple him. but his
n mast bare been wild, for Whee*
r dropped from his horse. Babe
irner came rldlDK np. Wheeler
IS a "nestsr." be said, and had It
lomlne to him. Tiger Eye rode to
Vt'beel'T's cabin to notify the dead
s widow.
The KiJ breaks the news of Niite's
I to Ills widow and then goes
Lot and brings in his body, dlsror-
prlng he bad not missed his shot to
Idisable Wheeler but had broken the
. while another shot bad killed
mi.ii. .V gang of strangers rides
One of them Insults Mrs.
Jwheeler by coupling her name with
^Ibe stranger. The kid shoots a hole
a each of the ears of Pete florham.
^ who burled the insults, making bis
escape in the confusion.
lA>ariilng that the “nesU-rs" t
to draw the Poole riders Into
'rap, the Kid informs (lamer, telling
him at the same time he had learned
it was the Intter's shot (hat killed
QUICK!
JRelief
Wheeler and not his own. Garner
is grateful and gels the boy a job
riding range for the Poole outfit.
The Kid sees a lone rider attack a
and a girl driving in a wagon
and wounds the assailani. and then
finds out be is Wheeler.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
d man, all right. Her old puppy,
shot without a chance In the world
holp bimself. Didn't even hare
tun on him. Old farmer, by the
look of him. Bald-headed and liltlo
and old.
The kid Invt-sllBated his head In
jury. Didn’t si-em to bo any crack
in the akull, but still you couldn’t
tell, with an old roan like blm.
The kid got up and looked in the
wagOD. A sack of flour was there.
a box of groceries, all Jiinibl'rd
together, and a deniljohn lying on
side. The kid hoped it held
whlHkey. and reached a long arm
U. Shoali enough- -old pappy
1 Ills eye opener when lie got up
he morning, nnd was taking
e u Jugful. Tile kid gave him uii
opener now, holding (he oM
’s head up nnd tilling (he jug
to (he ashy lips pinrhed In (ogctlier
III the tong heard. Then he poured
little III his palm and rubbed it
'll (he blue lump In (he thin grav
air. and after (hat ho trickled a
pungent little atreiim on Iho Imllet
lid. front nod buck. The in
farted blue eyes opened and
-d vagiK'v up into the kid’s
Iven If he's a Poole rider. Pa.
be-.-did us u big favor.” she said,
little color sulniog her cheeks.
I'e've got to be grateful for that."
"Are you the fellow that shot Pete
In the ears? They were talking
nbout that yesterday at Nate Wheo-
func—" she caught hemelf up.
biting her lip.
Nate Wheelah's funjnil," the kid
finished softly. "Yes's. I had the
pleasure of eah-mahkln" Pete Ibe
othn evenin'."
'Then yon're onn of those TeJias
killers. They said it was a Texas
killer done that. Pa, ain't you able
get in the wagon? I can drive,
you can sit and ride."
4he was In a hurry to gel awuy
ni him. even though ho had’saved
• from Pete Gorham. Saved her
J her puppy's life, and this was
alt the thanks he got. The kid swung
lis heel and gave all his ulten-
tloii to backing the wagon off the
hiickhuHli so the team could lie
iirned around.
He worked swiftly, surely. his
capable hands hover w>»llug a mo-
never uncerluin of (he thing
they should nceompllHli. The teal
restU-ss. wuiiiIiik to go honi'
ihe kid turned to the girl,
f yo’all w.nllrl he so accommi
dolin’ as to come hold these liawsi
Iniile." he said stiffly. "I'd I
h lileased I
and lay him ii
: kin walk,
iw cried
•sek .
I'lc
li iskey'l!
•And wlioii the old eyes still ques
tioned. the kid offered further ei -
coiiragemenl. '•Bullet dug llse'f a
trail in yo'aH's side, hut It iiiu’i
>lil
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d^pir-Muvt
)ved his iiiw iincertiiinl!
jfuli directly.
' yol
pclthhly. Hut
1 under his shnilrtcr!
for -
ookr-d III I’ele Gorham,
vhn sot ciirsliiB lieslile u sagi-hrush,
ook .her font down off the huh. and
•nme over to where Ihe kill sloort
itroklng the nose of the horse he
viis holding by the bridle.
"If y.iu don't kill I’elo Gorhiini,
le-ll kill you." she said In ii fuTcr
harder than ever. But Pete didn't
maku It stick. The kid bad come
along and fixed Pete good and plen
ty.
Tbera was something in her voice
that was like her hair. Something
like gold. Of course, yo’all couldn't
say a voice was yellow, or had a
shiny eouad. i ut yo'all conid kindi
imagine it vas like gold. That girl
down In Texas—her voice was tike
pan. Funny nbout voices—
they say more than words, some-
timee. More tbau a person wants
their voice lo say. Hers did. Hera
said she'd shoab hate to have any
thing happen fo a rim rider.
Tho kid rode dreamily along,
watching the wagon as It bumped
the dim trail In the grass.
Watching Just lo case she might
d help or something. Girl like
that didn't belong with no nester
outfit. Rhe oughta hare some big
rich cattleman for a pappy and rido
around on a nice, gentle horse.
Thu wagon finally turned Into a
sliullow depression and was seen no
from the rim. The kid
marked the place where she lived:
marked it with a special signifi
cance in his mind.
Now and then he swept the valley
ith n perfunctory glance, but moat
of the time he was staling at Che
ridge which hid her home. thin
of cottonwoods ran up along a
creek there. There were places
'here tho tops of the trees showed
hove the ridge. One place, where
the ridge dipped a little, tho kid
(bought he could make out a part cf
the roof of a building. Might be
rocks, bat It shoah did took like a
roof.
Tbe kid stirred nneaslly and let
the glasses drop from his eyes. A
long, oddly atteotuated shadow was
ilidlng stealthily down the rocks be
side him. a big hat and a pair of
shoulders growing longer as be
looked. The kid sprang up like a
startled deer, his gun in hU band
and pointing straight at the man
vho stood looking at him. Then
suddenly the kid smiled sheepishly
and tacked the gun back in bis hol-
lome alive like a rattler, didn't
yuh?" Babe Garner grinned. "You
been asleep?"
No I been w-atcliln' the valley."
Hunh!" Babe’s tone sounded
skeptical. "See anything?"
uiw a fune'l ovah to Nnte Whee-
I'ou didn't report It to tbe
Poole.” B*be charged grimly. "What
was the matter? Paralyzed so you
couldn’t git to the pinnacle?"
"No, sub. I was right busy soon
aftah." he said mildly. .
"Doln what?"
"Shootliv’ a uestah!”
"Hell! Why dMn’t yuh say so?"
Babe's tone had wanned amasingly.
"Some one trying to dry-gulch ynh.
Tiger Eye?"
"1 reckou he was aimin' that-a-
way. Babe."
(Continued-Next WeakJ
C. G. ARMFIELD
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Phone d4h
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it’ll be i
right sm;iht
The kid did
• long yulluw I
loutli droop>-d :
larply
off.
lifter
kill. Uul »
cTt- going homo. I*ii.” She
ling ihero. looking til Iliu
I on her father's lieiid. nnd
-e Iior Slurlng eyes turned
illet wound in bis side.
y for fiirilier ablutions of raw-
whisky. "Don’t you retneniher when
Gorham Look in after us, after
Nntu Wheeler’s funeral, and you
.• hartender hofore you The kid 
lUldn'
any s
C^^PITAL punishment
jor Arson in Athens
Paul Gwyn
INSURANCE
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PhOie 308
Eikin, N. C.
"Pole Gorham! Who’s be?
member any—"
The kid's baud left Its slow sirok-
g of the horse's sweaty Jaw
alki'd over and stood beside the
neeling girl, bashful hut delermlti-
'Sciise me." he said diffidently,
gunliand to his hat brim when she
looked up. "Did yo'all say Naif
Whueleo's funeral taken place yes-
"Wliy, of course it was—’’ sht
-hocked herself abruptly, one swift
troubled glance going to her father
• ground. "You must
stranger in tbe valley If you
know—” She cast a swift, suddonly
eolightencd gla'ace upward,
you one of them Poole rim riders?"
"I hoppened to be up thoah when
Pete Gorham shot yoh pap,"
said, with slow meaning. "I taken
it upon myse't to stop Pete befoah
he could carry out his plan."
"Well, wasn’t you rim riding
tbe valley?"
"I Just happened to be ttaeab
the time."
You're a Poole rider, ain’t,Tou?"
Poole! Poole rider!" The old
man scrambled to a sitting posture,
bis face working furiously as mem
ory came back with a rush. "One
of thdm Texas 'killera. I betena!
Was it you alry-gulched my son. Eld?
Where’s my gun? He clawed fihtilely
his hip. where no gun was bol
stered.
"No. snh. it wasn’t me."
The girl gave an Involuntary shud
der and closed her eyes for a second.
him to his fis't and facud bin
J tho vHlloy.
• hunt yo’so’t a coyote di-ii am
lino it." ho urtvlsert harshly,
(arted buck up Ihe hill, cllmh-
kf one in u groat hurry.
kid X lips tlilniii’d
litein-d wlion ho romoinborort
.-Irl riuiiiing for the hill. 1
her with his r
n would liuro shot to
nohow Ihls thing
rilling it was pliimh easy to do.
mil yo’all never could put the life
liucl: in u man once you'd shot
Funny ahoiit the iiesters being
wise to Poole rim rlderx.
That funeral was .another strange
thing. They hurled .Sale Wheeler
ycKlortlay. she said. Then what
they want lo carr.v out a coffin and
another procession loduy for?
that.
The kid turned his glasses c
>w distant wagon uiid looked for
He. Miglit as well make sboah he
Rsn’t trying to trail the girl. No.
Ho was Koing straight across tbe
at. making a beeline for Becker’s
iiilee. as nearly as the kid could
Judge. Satisfied, he turned
glasses again upon the wagon.
Shoah wag a pretty girt. The kid
•Vfr had scea such .vetlow hair la
s life. Wasn't much like that
irned stuck-up girl back home that
had made fun of his yellow
This girl. Nellie, never noticed his
eye.
He sighed and gave another
'oeplng glance at tbe valley. Shoab
IS a tunny thing about that fun
eral. Reckon thoy were Just trying
to fool him with it. like the girl
hinted. Maybe they wanted to go
all in a bunch somewhere and
couldn't figure oat any way to keep
from 'being seen, and maybe they
just had a fake fusoral to fool any
Pooje rim rider that happened to
be keeping cases. Plumb fooif^.
Easiest way was to send somebo'dy
along over bore to bushwhack blm.
Tho Kfd gave a sudden grunt of nn-
derstabding. The nestere had sent
somebddy. all right. Or they thought
they hdd. They'd sent Pete Gorham.
And Pete bad kinda got aldo-
tracked. thinking he could kill off
that old man and get the kirl.
The kid's face darkened at tbd
simplicity of (he scheme. Pete had
thought he conid do It and lay it to
.the Poole. They'd blame the Poole,
.and they'd go ninnlog after tbenl
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