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SEVENTH INSTALLMENT: SYNOPSIS : Sfim Leyale is paroled from prison after serving 18 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. The Brock-well’s and their gang are plotting to gain possession of Circle L ranch and the property of Mona Hall, a neighbor and lifelong friend of Slim Loyaie. Slim discovers that Sheriff Starbuck has joined that plot against him. With the help of Dakota Blue and his cowboys, Slim Loyaie defies the land grabbers to do their worst. * * * “Oh, nothin’ in particular,” grunted Spud, “’ceptin they're gonna open that government land along the Kicapoo River up north. The paper here says the final date of openin’ ain’t been ijuite decided on yet, but that it'll probably be the fifteenth of next month. “Shore, there’s gonna be a wild scramble over it. There's a lot of powerful good range up there an’ humans are funny a bout free land. Go just as crazy over it as though it was gold. Here’s a long article a bout it by George Arthur. Reck on if the editor of this news pper up at Vasco knew Arthur like we folks know him, he’d never have printed it. “Arthur claims it’ll shore boom this range. Says a lot of cattlemen down in the Big Bend country are gona pull stakes an' bring their herds up through here to the new range. Under stand that sheep interests have got ’em just about licked down in the Rig Rend. Sounds good : but me, I don't take much stock in what George Arthur says, fie kin lie faster’n a good hossj can run.” Slim nodded, rather absent-1 ly. The prop >sed opening of the government lands along the Kicapoo River had been a much discussed item for several years that he knew of. It was a sub ject that had grown cold to him. And besides, just now he was wondering what angle of approach to use on George Arthur about that mortgage. Dakota Blue, however, with a sudde gleam in his eyes, pull ed the paper to him and began reading it carefully. Slim rolled a cigarette, lit it, then went over to the pool table and began idly punching the balls about. Presently came the thud of hoofs and a lone puncher rode down the street, stopping before Jigger Starbuck’s office. He dismounted and went in, to re appear about five minutes later and cross to the saloon. He was a diminutive, shrivel ed-up crooked-legged fellow, with a pair of flaring bat-wing chaps so enormous as to make him appear almost square. He had a pair of beady, button, black eyes, set in a wrinkled, mahogany-brown visage. Half hidden by the flare of his chaps, a pair of big black Colt guns dragged at his waist. As the newcomer stepped into the room, Dakota Blue turned to half face him, his eyes wary, his right hand dropping until his The newcomer grinned crock edly. Go on with yore readin’, Blue,” he remarked in a thin, whispery voice. “All I’m after is a shot of liquor, providin’ Dillon will sell it to me. I understand he told my boss an’ Leo that their money wasn’t any good. How about it, Dil lon? Does that apply to the whole Half Diamond B outfit? “Not if they mind their busi ness, Cinder,” growled Dillon. “What’ll it be?” “Bourbon,” iarinounced' the puncher, rocking up to the bar. “Blue, will vuh an’ Loyale have one with me?” Dakota shook his head. “Thanks. We just turned Spud down on the same offer.” Cinder Alton shrugged. “Okay Lots of fellers don’t care foi liquor before noon. Me, I’m different. Any again he smiled that crooked, twisted smile. When Alton finished his drink he turned, leaning his shoulders against the bar, hook ing a negligent heel over the bar rail. As he rolled and lick ed a cigarette, his eyes rested steadily upon Slim. “Don’t know where the Half Diamond P> could pick up a new foreman, do yuh, Loyale ?” he asked. “We lost Rango Deale last night.” “Naw!” exploded Spud Dil lon before Slim could answer. “Yuh don’t melan it? How’d it happen Cinder? "Stoped a slug. It broke Rangos’ neck, clejan as a whistle.” Dakota smiled thinly. “That’s tough. Some fellers seem born to stop lead. Yuh’d thought Deale would have learned that, long time ago.” “Yeah,” agreqd Alton “yuh would at that. How’d yuh get Pne hole in yore hat.Lovale?” | A subtle change chine into Alton’s voice at this question.1 ft grew flat and toneless to a degree. His hands had dropped to his hips with the words and his eyes were hard as obsidian. Suddenly Slim knew he was looking straight into the eves of death, but lie did not quail. He squinted careful along his cue, made the shot and dropped the six ball into a rorner pocket. ! “Range Deale put it there | with a .45, Alton,” he drawled. I ‘I don’t scare worth a whoop. Prom now on, what I told Sarg in’ Leo Brockwell goes for their whole danged outfit. None of yuh are wanted in this saloon. Next of yuh to show in here, I meet with a sawed-off shot gun. Now rattle yore hocks.” Again Alton shrugged, then sauntered to the door and out. Without a backward look, he crossed the street, swung into hie saddle and rode off, Spud Dillon replaced his weapon on shelf behind the bar. “Gimme his guns, Dakota,” drawled Spud. I Well ltd Keep CI11 d5 5UU venirs— souvenirs of the time fat, ole Spud Dillon got the best of one of the wickedest gun slingers in this neck of the woods.” Dakota nodded gravely and was about to pick the weapons up, when Jigger Starbuck step ped into the place,. His cold eyes flickered around and saw Alton’s guns. “Yuh fellers seem to be rush in’ the Half Diamond B boys around pretty heavy,” he ob served. “What’s this I hear a bout yuh pluggin’ Rango Deale last night, Loyale?” “News tfo me,” answered Slim. “I ain’t seen Rango Deale since I got home. An’,” he add ed pointedly, "I ain’t shot a gun,either. Yuh notice I ain't even packin’ any. Yet Cinder Alton flipped his guns just now with the intention of killin’ me. He would have, too, except that Spud discouraged him. “Now lemme tell yuh some thin’, Starbuck. I got my eyes open at last. Certain folks rail road me to prison for1 somethin’ I never done. An’ me, gettin’ a parole they never figgered on, arrived back home before they '‘What’s this I hear about yuh pluggin’ Rango Deale last night, Loyale ?” ‘It was rotten snootin’.” “Yeah,” agreed Alton coldly, "it was. Me, I alius could out shoot Rango. Don’t move, Blue, or I’ll spatter yuh against that bar like a rotten tomato.” By some, uncanny legerde main Alton had slipped one of his guns free and now held it bearing directly upon Dakota’s belt buckle. He flicked out the other and couched it at his hip, the muzzle looking Slim direct ly in the eye. “Ragno should have put his slug just about four inches lower,” he observed with a chill laugh. “That’s where I aim to put mine.” He flared in to sudden fury, his thin lips peel ing back over his teeth in a grimace of hate. “Damn yuh!” he whispered. “Yuh killtd Rango—killed my pal. Did yuh think I’d let yuh i get away with anythin’ like AT _ i -L _ '_T>11 „!_ men: uy cx jugiui. j. u giv ^ yuh now, in about ten seconds what yuh gave to him.” Spud Dillon’s voice broke in a .lititle thick and wheezy,but very determined. “What yo’re gonna do, Cinder, yuh poison whe^p, is drop them guns, now!” And with the beginning of his words, Spud shoved the gaping muzzle of a bulldog revolver a gainst the back of Alton’s neck. The leer on Alton’s face per sisted, a frozen grimace. His eyes flickered. “Yuh ain’t got long,” reminded Spud. Alton dropped his guns, shrugged and laughed “I don’t think yuh had the nerve to butt in, Dillon,” he observed, “know in’ all the time, o’ course, that yo’re signin’ yore death war rant. “Yore thinlcin’ is plumb outa , order,” observed Spud sturdily. i thought I would. For some reason they seem damned an xious to put me outa the way. “Last night they tried it; . only it happened that Roy j O’Brien was wearin’ this hat an’ 1 ridin’ my gray hoss. Rango Deale tackled Roy, thinkin’ it was me. When he found out it wasn’t, he was so sore he took a shot at Roy, pluggin’ a hole in my hat. Roy beat him to the next.” Slims’ face had grown cold, and his eyes flinty. There was the set of unalterable decision about his lips. “I’m carryin’ my guns all the time from now on, Starbuck. I’m carryin’ ’em to use, savvy? No more do I run around like a fool, unable to defend myself an’ lettin’ good men take over my scrap. “The first son-of-a-goat who ■makes a 'pass at his gun an front of me, I’m rockin’ off. An’ if yuh come after me for ucieiium my uwn me, i tock yuh off. To hell with yoh an’ yore crooked law that works only one way! I’m through playin’ the goat.” Dakota nodded quietly to this. “I been advisin’ Slim to steer clear of trouble, Starbuck,” he put in. "But what happened just now shows me that he’s up agin a pack of yellow polecats who are willin’ to shoot him even if he is unarmed. What , he just said goe,s for me, too. j I’m backin’ Slim’s play every : turn of the trail. “There’s five more boys out at the4 Circle L, who are gonna back it the same way. Less’n yuh see that Slim gets the pro tection he’s entitled to, this county is gonna bury a sheriff. That’s plain talk, but every word of it is gospel.” Honeymoon Over Juliana returns from honeymoon. She lost twenty-three pounds as » result of open air exercise and eating lightly on three-month wedding trip. For some time Starbuck was silent, his face, unreadable. “I could arrest both of yuh for that kind of talk,” he observed pre sently. Dakota laughed sarcastically. “Try it, an’ yuh go outa he^re on a board. Funny yo’re alius talkin’ about arrestin’ Slim or me. Why don’t yuh exert some of yore precious authority on that Brock well gang? Why don’t yuh trail along after Cinder Alton an’ throw him in the jug for a time? He tried to start the argument in here.” “Yuh cain’t tell me my busi ness,” snapped Starbuck. “Okay.” shrugged Dakota. “An’ yuh cain’t tell Slim an’ me ours. We’ve kept faith with yuh, so far, but yuh ain’t returned the compliment. From here on otu the Circle L rides its own trail in its own way. ‘No trespassing' signs are hangin’ on every one of ns. C’mon, Slim ; I just saw that law-shark go past the door. Reckon he’s haided for his of lice. bum nodded to bpud and Joe Rooney, but walked past Jigger Starbuck as though he did not exist. Dakota followed suit to the letter. “But my dear man,” expostu lated George Arthur rubbing his thin hands together, as he paced back and forth across the nar row width of his office. “Don’t you understand that I cannot jp-ansf^y the mortgage on Miss * I all's property to1 you without ,her consent ? It would not be re gular—not at all regular. Be sides, I wish to hold that mort gage myself.” “Oh yeah?” drawled Slim. “That’s kinda funny. If vo’re so satisfied to hold the mort gage why in hell are yuh press ! in’ Hall for the money? Can it be that what yuh want is the ranch and not the money? The lawyer’s pale eyes nar rowed. “My affairs are my own.’ he snapped. Definitely and finally that mortgagq is not for salt. Good by gentlemen.” He went to the door and held it open. Slim laughed coldly, as he( stepped out. “Yo’re deludin’ yoreself, Arthur. Yo’re shore dragign’ yore rope if yuh figger to steal the Dot H Ranch. Yuh’ll never do it. An’ the next time vuh hit Miss Hall up for the money, she’ll surprise yuh by handn’t it over. C’mon, Dako ta. I’m sick of talkin’ to side winders and polecats. Let’s ride and get some fre,sh air. George Arthur watched them until they had disappeared, jog ging easily out of town. His thin lips were writhing with an athema, his long, pointed nose quijvering his hands clenching and unclenching. He saw Jigger Starbuck slouching across to his office and hailed him. 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