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CHAPTER XIII? Continued
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"There's only one thing to do with
as," Ruth said. "You can take us
to Tail Holt and leave us at Ma
Presnall's. We'll be safe there.
You'll have us under your eye all
the time."
"All right," Lee assented. "I'll
take you with me ? both of you. I
wouldn't if I could help it, but
there's nothing else to do, as you
say. You and Nelly ft* up your
war-bags. We may be there two
three days. While we're at Tail
Holt you'll stay right in the house
every minute. Understand?"
Ruth said she understood.
They took the road two hours aft
er midnight.
Steadily they rode, through a
lovely night of stars that softened
the harsh and desiccated face of
Arizona to a strange, ghostly love
liness. Even the sahuaros, with
their intimation of age-old decay,
were like magnificent candelabra
waiting to be lit. Peace reigned
over the land.
Jeff Gray was a light sleeper.
Awakened by the furious barking of
the blacksmith's dog, almost in
stantly he was out of the bunk and
at the window. Silhouetted in the
moonlight on the brow of the little
hill in front of the cabin were a
number of men. They were mov
ing toward the cabin. The marshal
counted eight of them.
He called to his companion:
"Wake up, Hank, and come here."
Ransom struggled to conscious
ness. "Lord love ye, man, what
are ye doing at the window?" he
asked.
The dog was still barking savage
ly at the intrusion of so many night
visitors.
"They've found out where I am
and are coming to get me," Gray
replied.
The blacksmith joined him. "The
scalawags are scattering to cover
more ground." He lifted his Win
chester from the wall.
"Any chance for me to slip out of
the back door down to the rocks in
the creek?" Jeff inquired.
"Not a chance," Ransom said
grimly.
"Then I'll have to surrender.
They'll only hold me prisoner, if
Sherm Howard is running the show.
His son is out at the L C. I'll step
out with my hands up."
"Wait a minute," the old Indian
fighter objected. "I'll go out and
make a bargain with them. Better
tie them up to an agreement. If
there weren't so many, I'd say for
lis to stand 'em off, but I don't reck
on we can do that."
A gun cracked. The dog no long
er barked.
The leathery face of the black
smith twitched. "Some damned
scoundrel has killed Laddie," he
said.
"Yes." Gray was thinking that a
man who could shoot down a faith
ful dog was a villain and not to be
trusted. "I'm going to wave the
white flag and make terms, Hank.
You're not in this. I'm the man they
want. First thing is to get you out
of this."
He sat down on the bed, pulled
on his boots, and buckled round
his waist the gun-belt lying on a
chair.
"I'm not in this, ain't I?" the
blacksmith blazed. "After they've
killed my Laddie?"
The marshal returned to the win
dow. The men outside were about
sixty yards from the house. Jeff
put a hand on the shoulder of his
friend. "We've got to play our cards
the way they are dealt us, old
timer. I'm going out with my
hands up. You stay under cover.
After they have me they won't both
er you."
Gray unbolted the door and
whipped it open. He stepped into
the moonlight and lilted a hand,
palm out.
There was a yell of rage. A bul
let knocked a dirt chip from the
adobe wall back of the officer. An
other du3ted his hat. The roar of a
rifle deafened him. From just back
of him Ransom had fired.
Lead spattered against the build
ing. Hank lurched against his. shoul
der and fell.
'Tm hit!" he cried, and caught
at his right leg.
Jeff snatched the rifle from him.
"Crawl back into the house," he or
dered.
"Come on, boys, we've got him!"
? voice shouted.
The line of attaokers moved for
ward. The marshal fired and missed
? fired again and hit. A running
man cried out and stopped abrupt
ly. The others faltered. Their guns
barked angrily.
Gray stepped back into the house
and slammed the door.
"Get any of 'em?" his companion
asked.
"One." The officer was at the win
dow. "For right now they've had
enough and are hunting cover. I've
sure got you in a fine jam. Hank.
You hurt bad?"
"My leg is plugged. It's not bleed
ing bad. I reckon the bullet missed
an artery."
"Look after you in a minute,"
Jeff said. "Got to fix the tort so
we can hold it."
He found an axe and knocked a
bunk to pieces. Ransom told him
where to find nails. The window he
boarded up, leaving an inch or two
for a loophole. Both doors he bar
ricaded as best he could. Mean
while, Ransom crawled across the
floor and with a hatchet cut a spy
hole in the adobe wall. He made it
large enough for shooting purposes.
"I'd like first-rate to get that bull
rattler Morg Norris," Ransom said.
"I've a notion if we picked off that
slit-eyed cabron, and maybe one
or two more, the rest of the lads
would drag it."
Gray was of another opinion. By
this time the whole village would
know what was going on, and the
attackers would be recruited if nec
essary by others. Reinforcements
were likely to come in from the
hills. Having gone so far, Sherm
Howard would feel that safety lay
in finishing the job. But the mar
shal did not say what he thought."
"I certainly picked me a top hand
for a partner, this trip," he said
"Gimme a hand, pardner!"
he drawled.
lightly. "They're beginning to close
in on us. I better discourage that."
He took aim at a dodging figure
and fired.
"Get him?" asked Ransom,
scraping the dirt out of the hole he
had dug.
"No. Some of them are moving
up the hill. Going to take us in the
rear, I reckon."
The rifle of the blacksmith
boomed. Hank gave a yell. "One
of 'em won't take us in front or
rear. He's down."
A bullet tore through the window
and the plank with which Jeff had
shuttered it. It broke a glass in
the cupboard. The defenders could
hear others showering dirt from the
adobe wall.
Ransom dragged his wounded leg
across the room to his loophole in
the rear.
"Where did those fellows go?" he
asked after a time. "No sign of
them back here."
"That's funny. They headed to
ward the rimrock. Four or five of
them. Must be figuring to work
back of us, don't you reckon?"
"Love of Moses!" the old sol
dier cried. "They're going to crash
boulders down on us."
The marshal knew at once that
Ransom was right. The cabin lay
in the path of an old slide. At the
edge of the rimrock, a hundred feet
above them, lay hundreds of loose
boulders large and small. A half
ton of rock, hurtling down that pre
cipitous slope, would crash through
the soft adobe wall as if it were
paper.
"I've got to stop that, Hank," the
younger man said. "The firing down
here is a bluff to keep our minds
busy. They won't charge the cabin
till those above have smashed it.
I'm going up to stop their game if
you don't mind sticking it out here
alone."
, "They'll pick you off before
you've gone a dozen yards, boy,"
the blacksmith told him.
"Maybe not. The moon is under
a cloud now. For one thing they
won't be expecting me up there."
"They must have someone witch
ing the back door."
"Not near enough to see in this
darkness. See you later, old-timer."
Jeff tore down the planking with
which he bad reinforced the back
door.
Ransom said "Sure," and did not
believe that either of them would be
alive an hour from then.
.Bolt the door after me. I may
come back on the jump. Be ready
to let me in prontito." The marshal
opened the door and slipped out.
Clouds were scudding across the
sky. Jeff lay behind a woodpile,
eyes and ears alert. Someone must
have been sent to make sure the
trapped men did not escape by the
back door. The man was probably
crouched back of a rock some dis
tance from the cabin. He might or
might not have seen the door open,
since the sky was now overcast.
Gray wished he knew whether he
had been observed. If he moved
from the shelter of the woodpile,
he was likely to find out.
He crept up the hill, taking ad
vantage of every rock and bit of
cactus that would give him cover.
From the front of the house came
the occasional crack of a gun. This
was good news, since it told him the
attackers were not rushing the
house yet, but were waiting for the
rock-rolling brigade to drive out
the doomed men.
He was close to the top when a
sound brought him to rigid stillness.
A man was standing on the crest
]ust above him. He was striking a
match to light a cigarette. For a
moment the flare of light showed
Jeff a face he did not recognize, yet
one that seemed oddly familiar. In
an instant the man would look down
and see him. The marshal did not
wait for discovery.
"Gimme a hand, pardner," he
drawled.
The match went out. "Who in
hades are you?" a heavy voice
rasped.
"Bud Taylor," Jeff said evenly.
"Sherm sent me with a message.
The man above lent a hand to
pull the climber over the edge.
Looking at the iron-gray hair, the
scarred cheek, the shifty eyes, Jeff
remembered where he had seen
that face before. It had been in a
sheriff's office in Texas, on a photo
graph beneath which had been writ
ten the caption, "Clint Doke, Want
ed for the robbery of the Texas and
Southern Flyer."
A fraction of a second later the
light of recognition began to dawn
on the hairy face of the outlaw. He
had seen this man once in San
Antonio, had had him pointed out as
the famous man-hunter, Jefferson
Gray.
Doke opened his mouth to let out
a cry. Already Gray's fist was trav
eling in a powerful short-arm jolt
toward the drooping chin. The cry
materialized as a strangled groan,
and the outlaw pitched down as if
he had been hit with the back of an
axe.
Jeff did not dare to leave him to
recover in a minute or two. He
pistol - whipped the fallen man
across the temple. His gun he kept
for immediate use.
Someone called, "Come here,
Clint."
Jeff stepped behind a boulder. He
could see three men grouped to
gether against the skyline. With
Doke's gun he fired three times rap
idly above their heads.
One of the men gave .a yell of
consternation. He started to run.
Another fired in the direction of the
marshal. Jeff pumped lead at him.
"Let's get out. Mile High," the
third man shouted shrilly. "We're
being bushwhacked."
It might be true. Mile High did
not wait to find out. In another
moment it might be too late to es
cape. He flung one last defiant shot
and followed his companions into
the darkness.
Jeff started to descend the rim
rock. It was time for him to get
back to Ransom. As soon as Morg
Norris learned of the fiasco above,
he would rush the cabin. At the
foot of the rimrock Jeff broke into
a jog-trot, reckless of being seen
by the watcher at the back.
Abruptly he stopped. Four or
five figures came into the open, as
if from the creek bed, and ran to
ward the cabin. He heard shout
ing, but could not make out the
words. There was the crack of a
gun. The figures vanished into the
house. From inside it came the
crash of revolvers.
Jeff Gray's heart died within him.
He knew that Ransom had been
killed. The old soldier had come to
his death after he. had apparently
deserted him. If he had stayed in
the cabin, they might have driven
back the attack. In any case he
could have gone down fighting with
his friend.
Sick with despair, Jeff turned to
the left, reached the foot of the
slope, and dropped down into the
creek. He could neither see nor
hear anybody. Through the brush
he made a circuit and reached the
cottonwood grove. Occasionally he
could hear the spitting of guns.
The best thing he could do was to
get down to the Alamo corral and
force Reynolds at the point of a gun
to lend him a horse. If possible,
he must ride back to the L C and
get the reinforcements Lee Chis
wick had promised. He knew that
Lee could stir up some of the other
cattlemen and that a large fighting
force could be organized.
That excitement in the village had
reached a high point he could see.
Many men were in the street, most
of them farther uptown in the little
business center. He had to wait
for a chance to get across the road
unobserved. More than once some
one appeared just as he was about
to start.
He took the street at a run, and
swarmed over the same wall he
had gone over on the night of his
adventure with Frank Chiswick. He
passed the blackened site of the sta
ble that had been burned, crossed
the creek, and moved down along
its bank.
Another burst of gunfire filled
the night. Jeff could not understand
this, unless the victors were setting
off fireworks in celebration of their
victory. The officer's jaw set grim
ly. They had better wait until they 1
had finished the job. He intended
to make them pay for what they
had done to Hank Ransom, if they
did not get him before he could slip
out of town.
There were too many people
afoot As he made a circle around
the Presnall boarding-house, three
men carrying rifles walked toward
him. He did the only thing possi
ble, dodged into the same door he
had entered some hours earlier
when he had been looking for Curly.
The men stopped to talk for a
moment at the door. One of them
was coming into the house, Jeff
gathered from what he said. Gray
went gingerly up the stairway. He
heard a crisp "See you later," and
knew that the man was coming up
stairs too.
Jeff had no time to pick and
choose. He whipped open the first
door he saw, walked into a room,
and closed the door behind him. On
the table there was a lighted lamp.
At the window a woman stood,
clean-limbed and slender. She
turned toward him a haggard face,
eyes shadowed and fear-filled. For
an instant she looked at him incred
ulously. Her amazement was no
greater than his own. The woman
was Ruth Chiswick.
A dressing - gown, open at the
throat, was wrapped tightly around
her lithe long body. Beneath the
edge of it here bare feet peeped
out. Jeff was aware, without giv
ing the matter any weight, that
Nelly lay asleep in the bed.
"You!" she cried. "I thought ? I
was afraid ? "
Her tremulous voice broke, quiv
ering with emotion.
"What are you doing here?" he
asked.
"I made Father bring me. He
came to help you ? after Lou How
ard got away."
"Got away?"
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Drouth Is Seen as Cause of Ancient r
Indian Exodus From Northern Arizona
A drouth producing the same re
sults as the modern dust bowl of
the Middle West may have driven
a cultured race of Indians from the
region of northern Arizona' more
than 700 years ago, according to Dr.
Ralph L. Beals, instructor of an
thropology at the University of Cali
fornia at Los Angeles, says the Los
Angeles Times.
The cliff dweller ancestors of the
Hopi and Zuni Indian tribes began
building their huge communal
homes around the year 1250. A
southern exposure was apparently
as desirable for the home at that
time as it is at present, since only
huge cliff caves opening to the south
were used for building. The cliff
home was used only during the win
ter time, the tribe moving to the
valleys for summer.
Suddenly, around the year 1300
the dwellings were abandoned,
probably all at the same time, ac
cording to Doctor Beals. The time
of the evacuation was established
by rings on timber used in repair
ing the buildings.
A drouth of about IB years laid
waste the land. Like the present
situation in the Midwest, water was
scarce and men and animals could
not live on the scanty vegetation.
Corncobs in the bottom of trash
piles at the beginning of the drouth
were very large, while at the end of
the period, the ears had become
very small, according to Doctor
Beals. The people migrated from I
the district in much the same man
ner as refugees are leaving the
dusty Middle West.
Costa Rica Most Flowery
Plants of the little country with
more varied vegetation than any
area of its size in America ? a coun
try with about 6,000 varieties of
flowering shrubs and trees, includ
ing more than 1,000 different kinds
of orchids ? are described in "Flora
of Costa Rica," published by Field
Museum Press. No other area of
its size in North or Central Amer
ica has a flora so rich and varied j
as Costa Rica. In area, the coun
try is about the size of West Vir
ginia, but its flowers and plants are
about three times as numerous as
those of that state. Few tropical
countries anywhere in the world can
rival Costa Rica in the variety of
its orchids and ferns.
IMPROVED
UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
SUNDAY I
chool Lesson
of Chicago.
? WuUm Ntwipaptr Union.
Lesson for July 31
SAMSON: STRENGTH AND
WEAKNESS
LESSON TEXT? Judges 14:1. ?; 15:11-14;
16:15-21.
GOLDEN TEXT? Be strong In the Lord,
and In the power of his might.? Ephesisns
1:10.
PRIMARY TOPIC? A Men Who Wasted
His Strength.
JUNIOR TOPIC? How Strong Was Sam
son?
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC?
Who Is Strong?
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC?
Physical Strength and Moral Weakness.
There is no more tragic Individual
among the sona of men than the
one who entered upon life with
every promise of success, who has
lived for a time in favor with God
and with man, and then because of
moral failure is set aside by God,
shunned by man, and ends life as a
disappointment and a failure. "And
yet such disastrous climaxes of
what should have been great and
victorious careers lie all about us,
and nowhere with such frequency
and inexcusableness as among those
whom God has called W preach,
evangelize, and teach His Word. The
saddest tragedy in all the world is a
man who once knew the power of
the Holy Spirit and who now walks
the streets of some great city or is
buried in the cottage of an unknown
countryside, without power, without
work, without joy, without the lead
ing of the Lord. He knows a weari
ness that labor never gives, for he
wakens every morning more tired
and weary than when he went to
sleep the night before" (Wilbur M.
Smith).
The life story of Samson brings
us the picture of God's patient and
gracious dealing with such a failure,
reveals the inexorable law of cause
and effect in the moral realm as
well as the certainty that the wages
of sin not repented of and forsaken
is death.
I. Physical Strength and Favor
With God (15:5, .6).
Samson had the distinction (given
to only one other Old Testament
character) of Having his birth an
nounced beforehand. He was to be
a Nazarite and was to "begin to
deliver Israel out of the hand of the
Philistine" ? a commission which
sin kept him from ever finishing.
God gave him the marvelous herit
age of a strong and healthy body
as well as His own blessing upon
him for carrying out the Lord's
work. The fact that he i* named
among the heroes of faith in He
brews indicates that he did have
faith in God. Yet his life was a
failure.
Samson would have been a great
favorite in this athletic age. Let
those who worship the body and
glorify physical prowess take note
that such strength is not sufficient
to guarantee success in life, and
may indeed be a source of tempta
tion which may lead to spiritual and
moral downfall. Those who live for
the flesh "shall of the flesh reap
corruption" (Gal. 6:8).
n. Moral Weakness and Spiritual
Decay (15:11-14).
The portion of the lesson selected
for our consideration from Judges
15 gives only an act of prowess on
the part of Samson, but the reader
will recognize it as one of the many
deeds of Samson done as an ex
pression of his uncontrolled sensual
nature. Read the entire chapter
and it will be evident that here is a
man who, while occasionally re
sponding to God's leading, is on the
downward path of moral and spir
itual decadence.
Scripture is absolutely honest in
relating the facts as they are ? and
here it is not at all an attractive pic
ture. It never is, although the
world tries to make it appear to be.
A learned audience of university
people laughed with evident appre
ciation at the statement of a pro
fessor that "vice is always more
interesting than virtue," little real
izing that they thus bore testimony
to their own attitude toward sin.
If the liquor advertisements were
honest enough to picture the agony
of a drunkard dying of delirium
tremens they would present the real
truth, but they would sell no
"booze."
III. Failure, Darkness, and Death
(16:15-21).
Delilah finally betrayed the foolish
Samson who apparently had become
so sure of himself that he dared to
venture anything. The man who
was to be strong for God is now
in prison, shorn of hi* strength,
blinded by his enemies, and finally
he kills himself even as he slays
his enemies (16:23-31). Thus he
threw away the life that had become
to him but a burden and a disgrace.
"Thus he who began never com
pleted his work, lie column was
broken in the middle. The story
ends with a comma and a dash, blis
tered over by a tear. For the light
is turned into darkness, and how
great is the darkness" (J. M. Lang).
Now Power Cm Defeat God
Be not afraid of midden fear,
neither of the desolation of the wick
ed. when it ettneCi.i.Tw the Lord
ahall be fthy coofldanee, and shall
keep thy foot from being taken.?
Prov. J. 25,24.
WHAT TO EAT
and WHY ? ?
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Cheese?Prince of Proteins
Noted Food Authority Tells Why You Should
Eat More of the Food That Is So
Rich in Protective Elements.
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? East 39th St., N?w York atj.
FOR many years, men with an inventive turn of mind have
dreamed of creating a product that would concentrate all
the important food elements in a small tablet or capsule.
They have been inspired by a desire to simplify meal prep
aration without sacrificing nutritive values.
No one has ever succeeded'
in making a synthetic food
that would both satisfy hun
ger and properly nourish the
body. But all the while, the re
learchen have overlooked the
magnificent possibilities of cheese,
one of the most concentrated,
nourishing, satisfying and versa
tile of foods.
Choose? The Body Builder
Cheese is the most concentrated
source of protein known. More
over, the protein is
of such high type
that If it were the
only body - building
food in the diet,
given in saflleient
quantities, it woald
be adequate not
only to maintain
life, but to lopport
normal growth.
One-half pound of
American Cheddar
cheese will supply
all the protein required by an
adult (or an entire day.
Cheese ? The Enerqr Food
In addition to its rich store of
protein, cheese is also a fine
source of energy.
A cube of Cheddar cheese one
and-one-eighth inches square pro
vides 100 calories or the equiva
lent in energy value of the lean
meat of one lamb chop or one
medium-sized potato. One-half
pound of Cheddar cheese furnishes
1,000 calories, about half the daily
requirement of an adult leading a
sedentary life.
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Cheese for Mineral Salts
Because milk is rich in miner
als, it follows that cheese, which
is made from milk, contains these
precious substances in highly con
centrated form. It is an excellent
source of calcium, the mineral
which is responsible for building
strong bones and sound teeth, and
for keeping the heart beating
normally. A one-and-one-fourth
inch cube of American Cheddar
cheese contains as much calcium
as an frounce glass of milk.
The Individual who does not
care for milk as a beverage can
easily obtain the necessary cal
cium from cheese. Bat it is prae
tleally Impossible to get adequate
amounts of this mineral without
either milk or cheese.
In rennet cheese, phosphorus,
as well as calcium, is present in
the same proportions as in milk,
but is much more highly concen
trated. As in milk, these min
erals are in a form that is most
nearly perfect for easy assimi
lation. Rennet-curd cheese is al
ways high in sulphur and fairly
high in iron. Furthermore, the
iron is in the most readily assimi
lated form.
Choose and Vitamins
Cheese is a splendid source of
vitamin A, which promotes growth
and increases resistance to dis
ease. It is especially important
(or eye health and is necessary
to prevent the affliction known as
night blindness. The amoont of
vitamin A varies with the type of
cheese, bat both American Ched
dar and Parmesan cheese are ex
tremely rich la this snbstance,
and cream cheese is an ontstand
inf source. Vitamins B and G
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belief in the old superstition that
cheese is not easy to digest; and
third, failure to take advantage of
the many ways in which it can
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Digestibility of Cheeao
The foregoing outline of its
many food values should give a
new conception of its place in the
diet. As to its digestibility, stud
ies by the United States Depart
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completely digestihle. \
It was found that on aa average
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and over 95 per cent of the fat
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perimentally "that there was
practically no difference betweea
cheese and meat with respect to
ease of digestion, at least ia snch
quantities as are commonly
eaten."
There was also a notion that
because it is so high in food value,
cheese should only be eaten in
small quantities. But scientific
tests have proven that cheese may
be eaten by normal individuals in
large quantities, as the principal
source of protein, with entirely
beneficial effects upon health.
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There is a case on record at a
young man who lived for two
years on a daily diet consisting of
one-half pound of cheese, a one
pound loaf of whole wheat bread
and two pounds of fruit. While
this limited diet might prove mo
notonous to some people, it is pos
sible to utilize cheese as the easi
est method of providing important
food value, varying the diet, and
simplifying meal preparation. For
there are more thaa 200 distinc
tive varieties of cheese listed by
the department of agriculture,
ranging from the smooth, delicate
ly flavored cream cheese, which
may be given to very young chil
dren, to the sharp tangy cheese
which is especially popular with
men. Fortunately, almost every
type can be purchased in pack
aged form, in sizes that are con
venient for large and small fami
lies, making it possible to enjoy
a wide variety. .
Cheese can beiised as a main
dish; in salads o/ sandwiches; as
a sauce for vegetables; as a des
sert It is desirable at the same
time to serve bulky foods, such as
fruits and vegetables. Cheese may
also be combined advantageously
with carbohydrate foods. This to
because the balanced diet requires
more carbohydrates than protein.
And cheese to asseadttr a- pre
tein food, interchangeable with
meats and flsh. ^