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Eleventh Installment SYNOPSIS: Slim Loyale is paroled from prison a-fter serving 1$ months for a crime he did not commit. He returns to his Circle L ranch to find his father dead and sinister forces ait 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 Hah, a neighbor and lifelong friend of Slim Loyale. Slim discovers that Sheriff Starbuck has joined that plot against him. With the help of Dakota Blue and his cowboys, Slim Loyale defies the land grabbers to do their worst. Even Starbuck himself began to realize .the futility of things. He also began to retreat slow ly, throwing lead steadily at those mocking, fiery flashes, Dakota, singling him out, closed in. At ten paces, he shouted, “Starbuck \uh crooked rat, this way. Its Blue who’s .calling you. Starbuck .twisted in his sad dle, snarling, and flung two lightning shots. One drew a crimson brand across the side ot Dakota’s neck. The other sock ed heavily into one of the buck ing rolls of Dakota s saddle. Dakota let loose one careful shot. Starbuck gasped, his snarl ing curses cut short abruptly. His guns thudded to the dusty earth. He loaded both hands about the horn of his saddle, his shoulders hunched, his bit ter face draining white. He drove home the spurs, trying to ride past Dakota. But the I list frenzied leap of his mount -sent him swaying. Quite suddenly, he slitherecLhead fore most from his saddle. Instantly Dakota also swung to the ground, leaping apart from his bronco, crouching low. lie knew that a hail of lead would be searching for him. In that he was right. The animal he had just left collapsed in its tracks shot through the head. Dakota went flat on the ground, alert and waiting. head vmspered over and a round him, one slug kicking his eyes full of dust. Still he held "ms fire, gambling that without Starbuck to lead them the re maining members of the posse would break and run for it. In this he was also right Realizing that their leader was down, the posse gave back fast er and faster, then finally turn ed and thundered away into the night. For a time Steve Owens and Charley Quinn warmed them -on their way with the Winches ters. But presently Slim's voice, calling, out stopped all shoot ing. Slim came through the .dark ness warily. “Dakota, yuh all right?” he called. “Sittin’ pretty, Slim,” was the laconic answer. '‘They’ve all sloped. Bring the hoys out, I’ve got Starbuck.” Slim exclaimed in surprise. “Feo Brockwell’s hack in the corral,” he vouchsafed, as he came up. “Tisdale stopped a slug somewhere, hut it eaint he very bad; he’s still cuss'in’,” He raised his voice to a shout. “Hi, gang; come on over. They’ve pulled out.” i lsdale was tne lirst to reacn them. “Got a furrow from my wrist plumb to my elbrow,” he explained with profane punc tuations. “She’s bleedin’ some, but I’ve got my neckerchief wound around it. It’ll keep for a time.” Steve, Charley and Oscar re ported, unhurt, except that Os car had had one boot heel shot off. He walked with a queer hitchity-hop that caused Steve to chuckle, “Ole step-an’-a-half Oscar.” As Dakota scratched a match and bent over Starbuck, he was surprised to see that Starbuck’s eves were open. The sheriff groaned. “Listen close,” he whis pered. “I’m done for an’ I know it. Don’t hold it agin yuh, Blue, yo’re a pretty good man. “Time was when I was a square-shooter myself. But the glitter of money an’ a lot of slick talk made a sucker outa | me. However, ,1 aim to get some of the dirt off my shrivel ed soul. I ain’t got long, but I’ll do my best, “Ix>yale, yuh were railroaded on perjured evidence. Arthur— George Arthur, he’s got all the dope. Get holt of him an’ make him talk. He’s a coward, an’ he’ll •ome clean. An’ yuh better skin out to town. Sarg Brockwell an’ some more of his crowd are aim. n’ to rob the bank tonight. •Vrbhur’s idee—to keep yuh from ’oaniri’ money to the Hall girl. ‘‘Arthur an’ Brockwell been vunniri’ this thing. Schemed to make a cleanup on them Big Bend herds. But they made a mess of things, an’ got me into it. Leo Brockwell’s the man who’s been holdin’ up the Vasco stage.” His voice turned drowsy and plaintive. “I’m cold—cold as hell. Get me a blanket, some body.” Steve Owens, subdued and a little awed ran into the bunk house. But when he returned with a blanket, there was no need ed Pinnacle, it was after mid-! night. The town seemed quiet enough. However, they took no chances, circling well around to one side and leaving their mounts ground-reined some two hundred yards away from the town limits. They went the rest of the way on foot, stealing in through the shadows carefully. "Roy an’ Stoney will be some where close to the bank,” mut tered Slim, “hut by this time Brockwell an’ his crowd are in town an’ on the watch Best thing we can do is just lay out c;uiet here in this al’ev and wait deve1o"’nerts. V. hat d’vuh think?” Dakota grunted assent. So they squatted down the:r backs a gainst a fr'endly wall close to the mouth of he allev. From time to time Slim would stick a careful head around the corner and survey the street. The bank was some fifty yards away, on the opposite side. Two doors from it was a Mexican cantina. The windows of the Mexican joint glowed yellow and there were quite a few broncos slouch ing at the hitching rail in front “Brockwell an’ his gang are in that greaser joint.” observed ■Slim softly. “I recognize that buckskin hoss of Cinder Alton’s Hope Rov an Stoney don’t take anv chances with Alton. That Starbuck twisted in his saddle and flung two lightning shots. for it. Slim Loyale made swift deci sion on the information Starlni 'k had given before he died. The bank hold up did not exactly sur 1 rise Slim: for that matter, none of the information did. But it rendered his position all the more secure, to know that his con lectures had been right. He had guessed that an at tempt might he made to loot the hank. For that reason he had detailed Roy O’Brien and Stonev Sheard to gurml it. But he knew the odds would now be 1 greatly against them. They j would” need help, ferocious fight ! ers though they were. So Slim turned to Dakota. “Yuli an’ me go to town, as ouick as we can get there. Dako ta.” he snapped tensely. “Tis dale. yuh stay here an' let Oscar fix up that arm of yores. Steve an’ Charley, get some lanterns an’ clean up things around here. Rut keep yore gtins handy. | Fhere’s no leTTiri’ hut what that Crowd, bein’ desperate, might make another try. Grab a| krone. Dakota.” Dakota s own horse'was dead/ but he soon secured another, as there were several riderless ones1 stamping and snorting around. In fact a fast, ground-eating gallop, he and Slim headed for town. Slim knew human nature, and he knew that unless this full exoneration was made, there would always be some who would believe his incarceration had been legitimate. The only way to completely wipe out thn stain against him was to get that confession from Arthur, Slim’s face was grim as he con sidered it. He’d get what he wanted if he had to r esort to Apache tricks to do it. When Slim and Dakota reach crooked little devil is poison with a gun.” ‘T wouldn’t do any worryin’ ah ut them two,” answered Da kota. “They know Alton as well as we do. The first lead they throw will be hauled his wav. Wonder when they’ll pull the job.” “’.Most any time now. The town is pretty daub I reckon they’re figerin’ on doin' it plenty qiuet. They won’t have an alibi in the world, should they get caught at it. Knowin this- Brock well will play his cyards care fr’.” “Won’t do him no good,” chuckled Kakota. “He's gonna get caught. But somethin’ tells me that he won’t have no use for an alibi anyhow. Them things don’t mean a darn to a daid man.” “Yuh must expect Roy an J ;Stoney to sorta spread a lot of i destruction,” observed Slim. j “Roy’s good, but Stouey is forked lightnin’,” grunted Dako ta. “Yuh’ve never seen him in action like I have Slim. I tell yuh, he's a holy terror. He ain’t got those quiet, cold eyes for nothin'. Besides, yuh an me oughta come in handy ourselves.” Dakota yawned and stretched. “Wish they’d get started,” he grumbled. “I’m gettin’ sleepy and cold.” Silence fell and endured un broken for a long hour. Dako ta’s head had sunk upon his chest and he was snoring soft ly. Slim was having trouble in keeping awake himself. The let down in nervous tension, after the long day of momentous hap penings, found him weary. Sev eral times his head began to nod, his eyelids growing weighty. And then, like a thunderclap, a single report echoed down the street. Following it came a shrill, yammering, high-pitched yell. A pair of guns began a staccato rumbling, in such cad ence that it was easy to tell that one man with a practised pair of hands was wielding them. Thrump thrump! Thrump thrump! Thrump—thrump! Slim and Dakota were on their leet in a bound, guns drawn, poised in the alley opening. The measured roll of those first re ports was now shattered to bitsj by a ragged roar of other gun-' fire. Slim saw shadowy figures darting about the bank in what appeared to be aimless confu sion. Then a stentorian yell echoed in a voice easily distinguishable as belonging to Sarg Brockwell. “Close in! Close in! There’s only two of ’em. Close in. I tell yuh! By the answering massing of those shadowy figures, Slim got Stoney Sheard and Roy O'Brien located. They were beyond the bank in the corral of the livery stable. “C’rnon,” he snapped to Da kota. “They got Stoney an’ Roy cornered. Slim and Dakota went up the street at a run. With half the distance gone, Slim halted and began to shoot. Dakota stepped apart from him and followed suit. Someone in Brockwell s crowd yelled a warning. Imme diately Slim and Dakota became the center of a lashing hail of lead Dakota Blue grunted, cur] sod and went down in a heap. Behind Slim came a bawl of warning. “Get him inside! Get him inside, Slim. I 11 help yuh! The next moment, fat Spud Dillon, still encased irt his white bartender’s apron, was bending over Dakota.,tugging at his shoul tiers. “It’s my right laig." snapped Dakota through set teeth. “Get me up- Spud, an’ I can hobble inside. Give ’em hell, Slim, an’, back up with .us:** Quick to grasp the idea, Slim, ,-bi-t with smooth precision, i ad-.ing up a step at a time, j lust as his guns snapped empty, rris shoulders struck the wall of: a building. Then hinds grabbed, him, jerked him to one side and; through an open doorway. The| door slammed shut. He! and Dakota were inside the* Wild Horse Saloon. Old Joe Rooney was the man who had guided .Slim to -safety. As Slim began hurriedly re-1 loading his guns. Spud barked; an order. “Git my ole double barreled Greener, joe, an’ fasten yoreself .to that front window. ■Spray those buzzards by the bank with buckshot. That’ll keep 'em shuffled up.” It did. With the initial bel low of the shotgun, Brockwell’s crowd scattered wildly. Slim, edging in beside Rooney, snap ped shot after shot at this one and that. He saw two ,©f them go down. From the livery stable corral came a whoop of triumph and sputter of words, thick with the brogue of old Ireland. “Whurroo! Give it to the spalpeens 1 Away with ’em the robbin’ murderin’ devils. Smoke ’em out!” Surprised and confused, the. bandit crowd were quick to! realize that there was nothing! to be gained by trying to fight j matters out along this line. Any, chance of looting the bank wasj entirely gone now. In another minute or two, | the entire town would be about; their ears. The only thing to! do was ride and ride fast. As this idea caught hold, they raced for their horses which were rearing and plunging with fright. They split, some riding north, j some south. In the lead of those passing! the Wild Horse, came Cinder | A'ton, crouched low over his' buckskin’s neck. Slim tried two^ shots, but missed both. Joe Rooney clamly spat, cradled the Greener against his shoulder and pulled both triggers. | Concluded Next Issue Nancy Hart Home News The General Federation of Women’s Clubs is joining with the Public Health Service in the campaign against syphillis. 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