Mnr.'wpmii s. iwii tin? KLKiJC TiUBiryR. gtjow. yoRTH Carolina TIGEIR ■ ^5^.77?. Stonx/'e*^ V'oorth laatAUaeM ^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 his COLDS S TOP your cold before your cold stops you. Cold*! arc danRorous. They often lead to Flu, Tonsilitis, Bronchitis and other diseases of the nose, throat and lung.s. Just a few Ubicts of Dr. Miles Aspir-Mint will often break up a cold. 'T have used Dr. Wiles’ Aspir-Mint for Colds and would not feel safe unless I had it in the house, it gives such quick relief.'’ Mrs. Marlow. Red Wing. Minn. Use Dr. Miles’ Aspir-Mint far Colds. Headache. NouralRia. Rheumatism, NeuritLs, Lumbago. Sciatica. Muscular Pains. Peri odic Pains. At your dnippists—15c and 2oc. dr. MILES’ 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 Volary Pnblic Elkin National Bank Office: l-Rkin Nalinnal Bank Blta- On TuwHlays—t to »: 7 to 8:30 P. M. Phone d4h DR. P. W. GREEN Optometrist SrK«TAI.l/.l\fi IN (VtRRKmXG REFR.ACTIAT'; .AND MD.'^CVL.AR FPJIORS OF THE KVK. Al.SO MAKING AND FITTING OF frIASSI-S 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 AU. LINES Security — Service 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 == Kelvinator Compaign —- CLOSES MAY 2ND Let’s Decide Now Saturday night, May 2, we ring down the curtain on our 1931 KELVINATOR CAMPAIGN. It is not too late yet to make that wise decision—-that your home should be Kelvinator equipped. When You Buy—Be Sure of These Features Ample storage npac-*'. shelves the back of which can be reached without kneed- ing. Bofflcient ice trays, a super-fast freezing tray. a. “FROST CHEST" fur trosea foods, a Krlaper to keep vegetables fresh; beauty and mggeJneas of cabinet structure, constant and efficient refrigeration, and last, but not least, the backing of a reliable manufacturer. SPECIAL CAMPAIGN OFFER am MAY 2ND Southern Public UtiKties Co. “Electricity—the Servant in the Home”