rock^SJ^l;
After the. noon meal Ruth had re
turned to the remains of the old
adobe and was mourning over a
mess of mud and clothes, when she
was startled by the sound of an au
tomobile. She could hardly believe
her eyes wh4n;she saw a fine-look
ing machine climb out of the gulch.
Visitors were not common on the
Dead Lantern.
There were two men in the car
which approached the ranch house.
Before it stopped, and just as Rutn
(ad started to walk in that direc
tion, Snavely rode out of the brush
along the southern bank of the
gulch, his horse on a dead ruu.
Ruth paused and watched him bring
his mount to a sliding stop by the
machine.
"What d'you want?" his voice
shrilled at the men in the car.
One of the men replied, talking
for some time, but his voice was
low and Ruth could not understand.
"Hell, no! We don't want nothin'
to do with that—" Snavely swung
hiß arm back and pointed along the
road—"There's th' way out of this
place, stranger!"
"How do you do?" smiled Ruth,
as she came up to the other Bide of
car. The two men turned their
heads in quick surprise, then smiled
with pleasure.
"Are you Mrs. Warren?" asked
the older man, lifting his hat.
"Yes—won't you gentlemen come
up to the house?"
"Why—er-—thank you"—he half
turned his head in Snafely's direc
tion —'my name's Parker of the
Triangle T, and this is Mr. Harvey,
our attorney. Your neighbor, Mr.
Thane, thought perhaps you people
might be interested in a cattle prop
osition—"
"Oh, I'm sure we should!"
The thrfee Went to the ranch
house porch' where Snavely joined
them after tying his horse to a
mesquite. The girl introduced him.
He grunted/ did not offer to shake
hands and seated himself at one
side.
"You see, Mrs. Warren," began
Parker, "the triangle T is chang
ing you know of the
ranch?'• ' ...
An Eskimo
wouldn't want anything
warmer than HANES!
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But even the plain, ordinary
facts about HANES Wonderwear
sound like exaggeration! Feel
inside a suit. Cuddle your hand
against the pile of fleecy fabric.
When that's buttoned across a
man's chest, there's not a chance
for gooseflesh!
HANES labels tell the truth
about the size. When a man gets
into HANES, he can stoop and
stretch without holding his
breath. No pinching at the
AQK crotch and arm
pits! Button
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"I'pi afriad not," smiled the girl.
"Don't make any difference," ob
served Parker. "We're on on the
Mexican line about twenty-five miles
east. "Well, as I said, the ranch
is changing hands. The man who
bought it is going to do differently
than I've always done. He intends
to make a feeder ranch out of it,
using Mexican stock—ah—do you
see what I mean?"
"Well, no—l'm rather new to
this business," said Ruth.
"Don't make any difference —he's
going to buy cheap Mexican cattle
and feed them to sell. The point Ib,
he isn't going to breed Hereforde
and he won't pay me for the cattle
already on the place—l mean he
don't want them ' for breeding—
he'll take all my steers and beef
stuff, but you can see that good
young cows and registered bulls
are worth more than so much a
pound—they're producers. Now,
the man I'm selling to, Jesus Trav
ina, don't care about that sort of
stock. Iwas telling Charley Thane
about it and he wants ten of my
bulls and he said you people—"
Parker glanced from the girl to
Snavely and then back at the girl.
"He thought you people might be
interested in doing something. So as
I was taking Mr. Harvey, here, back
to town, I just thought I'd drop in
and see you."
"But," said Ruth, "just now we
haven't much cash. We'd have to
ask for time in which to pay—we'd
have to pay out of the earnings the
cattle bring us."
Parker nodded. "That often hap
pens in the cattle business," he
smiled. "But if I can make eight
per cent on my money, I shan't be
in too great a hurry to get the prin
cipal. If you like, we can draw the
note to come due next November—
after ,the fall selling. But if you're
at all pressed I'll extend it to the
spring selling. Even if I had to
wait until a year from this next
November, it would be better for me
than to sell the stock for what I
can get now. The ranch here would
be my security, of course."
"I'm opposed to that!" Snavely
leaned forward. "I don't go put
ting up my interest on no such
proposition as that."
For some time no one spoke.
"Well, said Ruth at last, "I have
no objection to risking my three
quarter interest in the ranch for as
many cows and bulls as you'll give
me for it." >
Mr. Harvey, the lawyer, lifted his
brows at this statement —as a gen
eral thing partners agreed.
-Parker turned, to the attorney.
"It would be legal for Mrs. Warren
tp offer-her interest even though
Mr. Snavely does not. wish to offer
his, wouldn't it?"
"Why, yes, it would be legal; it
can be done. ( However"—-he stu
died Snavely,—"it will he a rather
unique state of affairs. Should
the cattle come .op the ranch they
will, increase the: value of the ranch
and likewise the value of the part
nership interests, j In other words,
Mrs. Warrenj would be increasing
Mr. Snavely's property for him,
while Mr. .Snavely, in refusing to
offer his share as security, would
be contributing nothing to the wel
fare of the partnership. However,"
he turned to Parker as though he
had seen enough of Snavely, "I
think Mrs. Warren's note will be
sufficient."
An hour later the machine was
disappearing into the gulch and
Ruth Warren had her
entire interests in the Dead Lan
tern ranch.
Snavely came up behind her.
What you jest done was ag'in' my
advice, Mrs. Warren. Don't expect
me to do nothin' if things don't
turn out like you figger."
Ruth smiled. "Certainly, I un
derstand. But you were there when
Mr. Parker and I went over the
situation—l know and you know
the water is a little scanty, but if
things don't go too badly I may
even be able to pay off the note
next November. I hope I shall, but
if not, he agreed to give me a year."
"Seems like you're talkin' a lot
about yourself," he replied tensely.
"You talk like this was your ranch."
"I didn't mean it that way," an
swered Ruth lightly.
The look on Snavely's face
brought Ruth back to earth with a
jerk. For a moment she thought
he was going to leave her without
speaking, but her relief was short- '
lived. Do you know somethin'? I
come by the deep tank in the south 1
pasture on my way home this morn- 1
in'. Well, 4t washed out last night 1
—that's what it did. The water in 1
that represa's gone to hell this 1
minute. Them other shallow ones 1
Won't last two weeks!" For a mo
ment, his glintihg eyes played over !
her sardonically. With a short 1
laugh he walked to his horse and,
mounting, rode away. 1
• # *
On the day after the cattle deal 1
bad taken pla'ce, Ann' Vis not in
the ftltcheh when Ruth arose:'Neith
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er was she in her room. Nothing l
in the kitchen appeared to have \
been touched since the evening be
fore, nor was the fire lighted. She
built the fire. Soon Snavely came'
to the door.
"Where's Ann?"
"I'm sure I don't know; I thought
perhaps she had to do something
outside before breakfast and hadn't
come in yet."
"Did you look in her room?"
"I didn't look—l opened the
door and called."
"Huh!" Snavely went to Ann's
room and returned shortly. "Her
bed ain't been slept in—she's gone
ag'in."
"Why, what do you mean?"
" 'Bout every two months or so
Ann goes away for a spell—don't
know where. Well, you can get me
somethin' to eat, I reckon."
For five days Ruth was cook on
the Dead Lantern, and of the fif
teen meals, twelve of them consist
ed of Mexican beans and boiled sun
dried beef.
On the morning of the sixth day-
Ann was in the kitchen when Ruth
entered.
"Why, hello, Ann! When did you
get back?"
"Last evenin'."
"I didn't hear you come in."
"No, Mrs. Warren."
"Where have you been, Ann?"
"I've been away," answered the
huge woman quietly.
Ruth said nothing more.
The cattle had come—a long,
winding river of brown and white
flowed into the north pasture.
There, the six Triangle T cowboys
allowed them to spread out of their
own choosing. A great hunting of
cow for calf began. Each cow ap
peared to have lost her calf and
each calf bawled as though it had
lost two mothers. The calves, tem
porarily orphaned, made little ef
fort toward reunion; they stood un
certainly on their limber legs and
bawled to the world at large, while
their mothers, sniffing, lowing,
trotting nervously here and there,
sorted them out. As soon as a fam
ily was united there were mutual
sniffings and lickings; the bawling
ceased and the cow led her off
spring quietly away to graze.
When it seemed certain that ev
ery cow had found her calf, Snave
ly, with the Mexican cowboys,
rounded up the new bulls and drove
them towards the home ranch cor
rals. Ruth and David followed be
hind. The girl was deathly afraid
of those twenty-two monsters. A
cow seemed more of a pleasant
creature — at least it loved its calf,
and looked over the meadows with
a rather satisfied, friendly expres
sion. But those great lumbering
bulls—a rolling avalanche of un
friendly power, as they plodded for
ward, singing their individual bat
tle challenges deep in their throats.
But the girl took a tremendous
pride in them; it didn't seem possi
ble that such a weak insignificant
thing as herself could own those
huge animals. Of course, Snavely
owned a quarter of them, legally;
nevertheless, they were her bulls.
And they were valuable—to lose
one or two might mean the differ
ence between meeting her note and
not meeting it.
After the bulls had been driven
into the smallest of the intercon
necting corrals on the home ranch,
they were forced, one at a time, to
enter a narrow runway which open
ed out into the pasture. Just be
fore a bull reached the open end of
this runway and just as he was
congratulating himself on his es
cape, a bar shot across in front of
his nose, another was placed imme
diately behind him and he was a
prisoner. The walls of the runway
were already pressing his sides, and
now three men took hold of a long
lever with the result that one of the
walls swung inward, holding the
entire bull aB though a great hand
had closed upon him. A large ani
mal can thus be doctored or brand
-2d with least danger to all con
serned, particularly to himself.
Before the first of the bulls had
been released, Ruth Warren ap
peared among the surprised cow
boys at the branding fire with a
bucket of white paint she had found
n the barn.
"Wait, before you let him loose,"
she called to the man by the nose
>ar.
"What's the matter?" asked i
Snavely.
Well, said Ruth, "you see 1
low are we going to keep track of
he bulls? I mean, suppose we do
ide in the pasture and count them,
hey'll be so scattered that by the
ime we've counted the same one
wice, and that maybe one is gone."
"Can't you tell by looking at an
■nimal whether you've counted him
iefore or not?"
"Frankly, I can't. They all look
.like to me." '
"What do you aim to do with
hat paint?"
"I'll show you!"
Before Snavely could protest
Ruth ran forward and drew.a num
eral one on the animal's side, two
feet high. "See," she called trium
phantly, "now all we have to ia to
check their numbers on a piece of
paper—we can't go wrong."
Snavely looked pityingly at Ruth,
then turned away; the old cowmah
was too disgusted to speak. It
seemed incredible to him that any
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one could look at a bull. and not
remember him as one remembers
the face of a man.
Continued Next Week
Correct this sentence: "The
thing that prompts me to let the
women have their way," said 'the
man, "is Rivalry.
Thursday, October 19. 1939
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