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Second Instalment SYNOPSIS: Slim Loyale is1 In the clearing a fire glowed and over It crouched a tall, leathery faced old tinier. Slim Loyale was. trembling as he left the prison behind him. paroled from prison after serving IS months for a crime he did not commit. He returns to his Circle L ranch to find his father dead and sinister forces at work, try ing to make him violate his pa role so that he can again be rail roaded to prison. * Jf * Starbuck nodded, and poked a legal-looking envelope lying on the desk. “Got word yesterday. What yuh aimin’ to do Slim?” "Go out to the Circle L, an’ get to work.” "Glad to hear that. Was afraid yuh'd come back with the idee of startin’ trouble. An’ that'd be bad—with yuh on parole.” Slim’s lips tightened. “I ain’t aimin to turn the other cheek, i igger,” he said softly. “Remem bet. I’m human. Certain folks in this neck of the woods gave me a dirty deal. I ain’t exactly gonna kiss ’em when I run into 'em, but I know what that pa role means. “At the first sign of trouble It’s back to—hell. Well, I aim to do tile best I can. But if some folks start trompin’ on my toes, I’ll see that they get off. Yuh cain’t blame me for that?” "I ain’t blamin’ you for noth in’, Slim. But my personal feel in’s ain’t matterin’ one little bit in this. It’s the law yo’re beholden to. So yuh wanta watch yore step.” Slim laughed a little harshly. “Yuh still got ice water for blood ain't yuh? Yo're a funny guy. Jigger. Sometimes I think yo’re white, an’ sometimes I ain’t soi shore.” oiaruucx snruggea wunout oi-j fense. “I took my oath to uphold an’ enforce the law. It ain’t me to question how it works. I aim , to do my duty.” “Yuh would,” retorted Slim tersely, “even if it broke yore own heart an’ ruined yore best friend. Well, I didn ’t come in j here to get into a argument. I was told to report here to yuh every two weeks, and I’ll do it -—for the next eighteen months. “After that, I’m my own boss again. An’ after eighteen months certain folks in these parts are gonna find that a woolly wolf has come back to live with ’em. Nobody can steal a year an ’a half of my life, blast my reputa tion, an’ get away with it. Now I'll thank yuh for my guns. Jig ger. I suppose yuh still got ’em ?” T’ve got ’em,” nodded Star buck. “But I’d rather yuh wou ldn’t wear ’em Slim. They’ll be a temptation—a bad temptation, as long as they’re hangin’ on yore hip. If yuh go to throwin’ ’em, it’s hard tellin’ just how yuh’ll end up.” “That’s my pie,” said Slim grimly. “I want ’em.” Starbuck shrugged again, cros sed to a little clothes closet and lifted down a pair of cartridge belts, carrying two heavy Colts. He handed them to Slim, who buckled them about his waist, as he stepped to the door. “Much obliged, Jigger,” he said over his shoulder. “See yuh two weeks from now.” Loyale left the sheriff’s office and started to cross the street. A buckboard was whirling up from the south end of the street, drawn by a fast stepping pair of bang-tail mustangs.. A girl was driving it alone, but on either side jogged two mounted men. Slim recognized the trio immedia tely. The girl was Mona Hall. The two men were Sarg Brock-J well and his son, Leo, Slim stiffened and he went a little white about the lips. For a moment his impulse was to pull his hat low over his eyes, lower his head, and hurry across the | street. But a surge of burning defiance corestalled this traunt weakness. So he watched them quietly, rolling and lighting a cigarette with a steady hand. j They were almost opposite him before the girl saw him. For a moment she stared. Then with one lithe twist of her slender shoulders, she set the bang-tailsj up short, locked the brake, loop-' ed the reins about it and jump-| ed to the ground. She ran to him lightfooted as a fawn, a plaint little figure in khaki blouse and divided skirt. Her hair, where it escaped in truant tendrils from beneath her dusty Stetson, was crisply brown. Her eyes were blue and heavily lashed; her nose short and strai ght, her lips generous and soft. And the blood flushed rich in cheeks and throat of a smooth, velvety tan. “Slim!” she exclaimed. “Slim Loyale—oh, but it’s good to see you!” Slim, a little shaky, took both her outstretched, gauntleted hands in his. “Yuh really mean that, Mona?” he muttered hus kily. "Mean it?” she cried. “Indeed I do mean it! If you need fur ther convincing—there.” Before Slim could think, she had stepped close to him, risen on her tiptoes and kissed him. “Satisfied?” Her smile was a little tremulous. For a moment Slim could not nswer. “It's worth goin' through hell—to come back to heaven,” he muttered finally. “Mona, yo’ re a little thoroughbred, same as always. But yuh'll be ruinin’ yore reputation, kissin' a ex-convict.” Mona stamped one little, boo ted foot. "Bosh! Don't mention that word to me again. You are just an innocent man who has gotten a mighty shady deal. And if I can’t kiss my old pal hello. I want to know why.” “I—I’m glad you feel that way about the innocent part, Mona. Some folivS don’t agree with yuh.” “Other folks be hanged!” she retorted spiritedly. “I know you, Slim Loyale, better than anybody else. I ought to; we grew up to gether. Now let’s talk of other things. You’ll be going out to the Circle L, I suppose ?” Slim nodded. “Soon as I can rustle up Dakota Blue. He’s over in the Wild Horse Saloon.” “Then I want you to come over aome and see me this evening, Slim. There’s a lot to talk about. You’ll come, won’t you ” “Try an’ keep me away,” grin ned Slim. “I reckon I ain’t for got the trail.” She gave his hands a squeeze. “That’s better,” she said softly. ‘I was afraid you would be cha nged in some terrible manner. I want to see my old pal, Slim Lo yale, not some hard-boiled str anger. Now I’ll be getting along. Don't forget—seven o’clock.’’ Again her slim, strong little fingers tightened. Then she went back to the buckboard, climbed in and kicked off the brake. She waved to him as the broncos broke into a run. Slim watched her until she had halted the rig in front of Ase Langley’s big general store and disappeared from sight through the shadowy doorways. Then he signed deeply and relit his ci garette, which had gone cold during her greeting. O_1.1_1 . . 1, „_~ A 4-Viza V_> UUUV.UJ V UO A men who had been riding with Mona. When he looked for them, he saw that they had dismounted in front of the Wild Horse Sa loon and were just entering it. Slim’s lips tightened and his eyes grew bleak. But he crossed the street and entered the place him self. There were just five men in the Wild Horse when Slim en tered. Dakota Blue was there, talking across the bar with Spud Dillon, the short fat, red-faced, jolly proprietor. Then there was old Joe Rooney, a broken-down oid mule-skinner who did the swamping for Dillon. Joe was sanding down the cues behind the pool table. Sarg Brockwell and his son had swung up to the bar near the door and Spud Dillon was just moving down toward them when Slim entered. But at sight of Slim, Dillom semed to forget all about the Brockwells. His fat red face broke into a wide, de lighted grin and one pudgy hand shot across the bar. “Slim!” he cried out delight edly. “Slim Roy ale, yuh danged young whelp, how are yuh, boy? Put her there! Gosh, I’m glad to see yuh.” Slim knew Spud Dillon well, and he knew that Spud meant every word of his greeting. So he wrung Dillon’s hand heart ily and smiled. “An’ I’m shore glad to see yuh, Spud, yuh fat ole duffer. I do believe yuh’ve been losin’ weight.” Spud guffawed. “Oh, shore I am. I’ve only taken on twenty more pounds since I saw yuh last, Slim. Have a drink. I’m buyin’.” I As Dillon turned for bottle and glasses, a silver dollar was rung on the bar. Then a cold, sneer ing voice sounded. “When yuh get through makin’ over yore jailbird friend, Dillon, we’d like some service.” I Slim caught his breath in a lit tle hiss and whirled. His face was white, and his lips a tight, straight line. He made a queer rasping sound in his throat and ‘he stepped away from the bar, ! Touching. “Brockwell, he grated thickly, I ‘yuh—” i “Shut up Slim!” It was Dako ta Blue who spoke. His hand locked on Slim’s shoulder and he pulled the young fellow back, stepping between him and the Brockwells. “Remember yore pa role, kid.” he muttered. “I’ll handle this.” Dakota walked toward the Brockwells. Sarg Brockwell was a big man, dark of hair and swarthy of skin. His face was broad with high cheek bones and little, glinting black eyes. His lips were thick, and in repose wore a continual confident grin, disclosing two rows of teeth, sta rtling in their size and whiteness. As Spud Dillon had said one time l I never look at them teeth of Sarg Brockwell’s but what I think of a graveyard.” Leo Brockwell was smaller than his father, with the same swarthy coloring and black eyes. But Leo’s mouth was thin, sar castic and sneering, twisting up at one corner. He was built on 'the lithe, feline lines of a pan ther, and he move with the same |slinking walk. His Hands on nis nips, uaKota Blue stopped a yard from the jBrockwells. “Which one of yuh made that crack?” he demanded coldly. “Yes, by jiminy,” yelped Spud Dillon, his round face scarlet with anger, “lemme tell yuh somethin’, Sarg Brockvfell! I don’t like yuh or yore* no-good son or nothin’ about yutf sav-vy^ I choose my own frienc^ an’ to hell with yuh! Yuh’ve jjad yore last drink over this bai^ Yore money ain’t worth a damn here, from now on. Chaw on that!” Neither of the Brockwells paid any attention to Dillon. They were watching Dakota Blue. • “Well, I’m waitin’.” drawled Da kota. “Which one of yuh made that crack?” I Leo’s lips twisted. “I did,” he jsnarled. “What’s it to yuh?” j Dakota’s fist moved with start ling speed. It landed with a spat on young Brockwell’s mouth and he went over backward, claw J ng at his gun. At Dakota’s move ,ment,' Sarg Brockwell had jum ped back, his right hand flashing to his hip. Thrown a little off balance by his blow, Dakota lag ged on his draw, and it looked as if Sarg Brockwell had him dead to rights. ! nere joe i^ouney stepped iiilw the game. At the first hint of hostility Joe had slipped away from the pool table, a cue grip ped in his hands, his faded old eyes glinting purposefully. And now, as Sarg Brockwell threw; down on Dakota, Joe jammed the cue between Sarg Brockwell’s ankles and gave it a violent twist, i Brockwell, his feet cut from under him, cursed raucously as he fell forward, and * his gun rammed flame and smoke into the floor. Dakota’s return shot, loosed as Brockwell was falling, cut through the shoulder of Brockwell’s shirt, just nicking the heavy muscles. i Before Brockwell could strei ghten himself, Dakota stepped forward and kicked the gun fronij his hand. I Leo Brockwell, dazed and bleeding, was mumbling curses and fumbling at his gun. As he raised it, Joe Rooney slammed him across the wrist with his cue. | The gun thumped to the floor,! where Dakota Blue snapped it' up. Dakota stepped back. “A’right, Joe,” he drawled. “Let ’em up I got their stingers. An’ much obliged, Joe. That was quick, heady work.” Sarg Brockwell lurched to Ins! feet and dragged Leo up beside1 him. A little smear of blood sho wed on Sarg’s shoulder. And be fore anyone could speak further, Jigger Starbuck came lunging Johnston 4-H Club to Stage Radio Forum Members of the recently orga nized 4-H Service Club of John ston County will appear before the microphones of Station WPTF, Raleigh, Saturday, April 10, in a special club broad cast. Arranged for presentation on the Carolina Farm Features pro gram, the broadcast will be heard at 1:30 o’clock. J. T. Cooper, as sistant county agent, will be in charge of arrangements. The feature of the broadcast will be a demonstration discus sion on some timely farm subject by the group. Cooper declares that a great deal of interest has been manifes ted in forums, and that the Ex tension Service is anxious that farmers hold these educational forums. This is one of the major pro jects of the 4-H Service Club, Cooper went on, and the work has attracted a great deal of at tention all over the State and in Washington. The Carolina Farm Features schedule in full for the week of April 5-10 follows: Friday, R. S. Dearstyne, “Seasonal Poultry Suggestions”; and Saturday Jo hnston County 4-H Service Club program. Good Pasture Makes Excellent Pig Feed A good, clean pasture for spr ing-farrowed pigs'will pay big dividends at marketing time next fall. When on good pasture, the sow and pigs are protected from di sease and parasite infection and provided with feed essential to health and development. And pasturage is the cheapest form of feed that can be given the young porkers, said H. W. Taylor, extension swine special ist at State College. Soybeans planted-in rows and cultivated twice, he added, will furnish excellent grazing from the time the plants are about 15 inches high until frost. On good land, he said, an acre of soybeans will support 15 or 20 shotes, provided they also re ceive a full feed of corn and a good protein supplement. Such pastures should be sown on land where pigs have not been allowed to range during the pre vious year or so, Taylor continu ed. Best results will be obtained if the land has been cultivated with some crop since the last time swine was on it. Land used for hog pasture or hog lots during the past year is liable to be infested with para sites, particularly worms, or ot her forms of disease-producing organisms, Taylor pointed out. To get the pigs in top shape for fall market, he continued, they should be kept on full feed at all times. Plans for building self-feeders may be obtained from county farm agents. HAYSTACK HOLDS TULL HELPLESS FOR 6 WEEKS Columbus, Kas.—It was a long time between drinks for Israel Westervelt’s bull. Six weeks ago Westervelt, a farmer near here, missed the bull from his herd. After a long search he gave the animal up as lost. The other day while Wester relt’s son was loading straw from a stack his dog began barking and the straw moved. A few seconds the bull plowed his way out and tore out across a field to a pond. The animal had been imprison ed when the stack caved in on him. Most of the small grain in Lincoln County has been top-dressed with nitrate of soda and 3eeded to lespe dezaj. through the swinging doors, a drawn gun in his hand. “What’s goin’ on in here?” he snapped. “Loyale are yuh in trou ble already?” “Hardly,” answered Dakota, smiling thinly. “Not quite so fast, Starbuck. Damned if yuh don’t act like yo’re just waitin’! a chance to try an’ hang some thin’ on Slim.” (Continued Next Issue) Locust Trees Reclaim Gullied Barren Land A field so run down and gul j lied that it could not be reclaim ed with black locust trees would ibe hard to find, said Rufus HJ Page. Jr-, assistant extension fo-j rester at State College. These leguminous trees, he! jsaid, not only hold the soil in place, they also add nitrogen and organic matter to the land. I Millions of acres of North .Carolina farm land, he continu-j led, are unsuited to cultivation in row crops or even pastures, vet will produce good yields of: .timber if given the chance. | Reforestation has a definite place in soil conservation, he pointed out, and this spring is a: good time to get started. Trees check and gully erosion where they are growing and help slow the run-off of water on ad jacent slopes, and they will start a profitable crop on land from which the topsoil is gone. Under the 1937 soil-conserva tion program. Page pointed out, payments of $7.50 an acre will be made to farmers who reforest land from which a crop other than wild hay has been harvested since 1930. , For reforesting other farm ;land, particularly abandoned fie-1 Ids that have become gullied, the1 payment will be $5 an acre. For gully control, trees are us ually planted four feet apart each way, requiring 2,800 trees to the acre. Black locust seedlings may, be obtained for $2 a thousand in this State. For other forest plantings, a spacing of six feet apart each, way is used, Page stated. This re quires 1,200 trees to the acre. Other trees recommended for planting in North Carolina are: loblolly, shortleaf, longleaf, slash and white pines; yellow poplar >lack walnut, red cedar, and Nor way Spruce. Cattle Lice Check Growth Of Animals Examine cattle for lice and other external parasites before] turning them into pasture this 'spring, urges Fred Haig, of the State College dairying depart-, ment. j Calves and young stock, es pecially, should be examined, he said, as they are particularly subject to injury, j Cattle lice are very small, he 'went on, and one must look close-1 !v to detect them with the nak-i ed eye. They are usually found more numerous around the head, ishoulders, and tail of the animal. Infested cattle rub against posts and trees. This wears off hair and inflames and thickens, the skin. If such a condition is not corrected, cattle become thin and weak, Haig warned, To rid cattle of lice, he re 'ommends the following treat ment : Dissolve one ounce of sodium fluoride in a gallon of water. ; Apply this solution with a brush to all parts of the animal’s body( and brush in vigorously. Then tie the animal in the sun-r shine, where it will be protected' from drafts, and allow it to dry. Remove all old bedding fromj' the stall or barn, and thorough ly disinfect the stall and barn to prevent the cattle from becoming • re-infested. The treatment is simple and inexpensive, Haig pointed out, yet it will do a great deal to pro-11 mote the health, growth, and ef- “ ficiency of the animals. BANK BANDITS CAPTURED Mt. Airy. — An 18-year-old bandit held up the Surry coun ty Loan and Trust company at 1 o’clock and took $423 in a dar- ! mg' daylight robbery, but was overtaken by officers after a 50 mile chase which reached a 100 mile an hour pace. He sur rendered when his car was rid dled with bullets. The youth was , Douglas Christian, of Pinecale. | RAY PITTS RESIGNS HIS CATAWBA COUNTY POSTS Newton.—Ray Pitts, chief Ca tawba county deputy sheriff and jailor for the last seven years and brother of Oscar T. Pitts, acting director of the state penal division, resigned his county posts, effective May 1. Better Cotton Would Bring Higher Prices North Carolina farmers could get more for their cotton if they would produce the type of lint for which the demand is greatest said P. H. Kime, of the N. C. Agricultural Experiment Station. Much of the State’s crop is 7-8 inch or less in staple length, and there is very little demand for this cotton in the United States or abroad, he stated. The lengths in greatest de mand are from 15-16 to 1 1-16 inches in staple length, Kime pointed out, and the varieties pro ducing the highest yields and the best quality fiber in this State produce these staple lengths. To get the full advantage of higher prices for better cotton, he continued, farmers in entire communities will need to “stan dardize” their cotton—that is, produce cotton of about the same :ype and staple length. Many buyers still purchase :heir lint in hog-round lots, pay ing about the same price for short and long staple cotton in i commuunity. But if all the cot :on offered in a community is :>f good quality and long staple, :he average price paid will be liigher. Kime has prepared two circu lars designed to help farmers improve their cotton crop. Both nay be obtained free from C. B. Williams, head of the agromony department at State College, Ra leigh. One is agronomy information circular No. 105, “Results of Sotton Variety Experiments.” IThe other is agronomy informa :ion circular No. 106/’ “Import - mt Factors in Cotton Growing :n North Carolina.” Edward Asks King Co Publish Notice of His Betrothal London.—Edward, Duke of Windsor, has asked King George VI to publish his engagement to Mrs. Wallis Warfield Simpson in the Royal London Gazette, the Daily Mirror said Wednes day. If the King consents to the request the notice will be pub lished next month, immediately ifter Mrs. Simpson’s expected final decree of divorce on April 27. It was pointed out that all royal engagements and marriages ire published in the London Ga zette and that Edward, desiring :o conform to precedent, already ras submitted a draft of the an-j nouncement to his reigning bro-: :her for approval. Edward’s marriage itself does] iot require the King’s consent,’ iut no precedent exists for such: i request, and the matter hasi leen turned over to court of fi-1 rials for study. The announcement would not; ne made in the name of the King,! is in previous royal engagements,' md royal circles speculated on ts wording. The Mirror said Edward vould join Mrs Simpson in France immediately after her final decree is handed down. Fhey will be married in France ind will go to Austria for a loneymoon at a castle leased by lim at Carinthia on the Ital n ’rentier. _ Pour miles of electric Hnee were ; ►uilt to supply farm families im the r toRsebult Community of Stokes ' lounty. 1 High Quality ;i Seed Is Best For Potato Crop Sweet potato seed bedded ear ly in April will produce plants for setting out the first part of June, said Robert Schmidt, hor ticulturist at the N. C. Agricul tural Experiment Station. Select smooth, well shaped po tatoes with a good color and free from disease, he said. Plant only the best seed, as only the best potatoes will bring a good price next fall and winter. A number of farmers make the mistake of selling the best pota toes and using the scrups for seed, Schmidt added. The very best from this year’s crop should be saved for seed, he said. If a good crop is raised this year, he went on, it should pro vide sufficient good seed, with plenty of higlf quality potatoes for marketing. The Family Doctor PLAIN PIORSE-SENSE IN EATING Somehow, I can’t get away Torn the good old plan of eating because I am hungry—the best easan on earth isn’t it? If you are not hungry—and have no appetite when you should have one—then something may be wrong; better see your doctor— hat’s what he’s for. It may be an easy time to set you right. Then—I still cling to the an cient plan of eating things that taste good. What’s wrong with that? Just why should I be ob libated to force down stuff that I despise? Eating is part of my •eward for being a good, indus trious boy. That also applies to you dear reader. If you are a girl, simply change genders in this letter and go ahead. Boys are not sa different from girls, when it comes to living and eat ing. Those two good old rules—eat because you are hungry, and eat what tastes good. It will take a lot of theory to scare up better ones. But. people get to figuring Ion “balanced ration,” and “cal 'ories,” and they fuss around ab out them, with an air of superior learning. First thing you know you are off on the trail of "vi timines” and then you don’t lack much of being in over your| head! You get afraid to eat white bread—really the most nu tritious best tasting bread in the world. Are you scared of white bread? One of my contempora ries refers to certain bread ala rms as “the vitamin fad.” That’s not far from right. I've written thousands of words on diet and eating—yes millions. After all, I believe I feel better by practicing plain horse sense, that tells me not to eat too much-—but what I like. WIVES WALK 350 MILES FIXING MEALS IN A YEAR Manhattan, Kas.—An average farm wife walks about 350 miles a year in her kitchen. E. D. Warner, extension engi le'er at Kansas State College says ests show the farm woman walks a mile or more preparing each lay’s meals. The answer, he says is a conveniently equipped kit :hen. Three broiler demonstrations using 1100 baby chicks ihaive been started >y F. W. Pollock, B. C. Gray and A. 1. Mills of Jones County. Two of he men are using home-made brick jrooders and the other ha® on oil >urner. “I STICK BY CAMELS...AND CAMELS STICK BY ME_” SAYS JIMMIE FOXX THIS SLUGGING FIRST BASEMAN of the Boston Red Sox (and steady Camel smoker) says: “Camels never get on my nerves. Smoking Camels at meals helps me feel that my food’s agreeing with me.’* Yes, Camels speed up the flow of digestive fluids —alkaline digestive fluids. Enjoy Camels freely —they’re so mild!
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