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THE BEAUFORT NEWS THU RSDAY. NOVEMBER 8, 1934 PAGE SEVEN Professional Cards Dr. W. S. Chadwick Medicine & Surgery Office Hour 9 U 12M 3 to 5 P. II. and by Appointment Office in Potter Building opposite Post Office Telephone 15 2-J Dr. L. W. Moore GENERAL PRACTICE office Potter's Emergency Hospital OFFICE HOURSi 9-12 a. m. 2 to 4 p. m. and by appointment Phonet Office 46) Residence 58-J Dr. C. S. Maxwell 5 f GENERAL PRACTICE Office Hours 10 to 12 A. M. and by appointment 4 J 4 Dr. H. M. Hendrix f DENTIST Office Homrit I 9 to 12 A, M. 1:30 tolP.M J Office Potter Build'ag Over the postofflct H"H"M ! r.rV!5yd GENERAL PRACTICE Office at Residence, Ana Street f Ofio Hor t 10 A. M. to 12 II. 8 to B P. V. t and by Appointment Phone No. 140-L ftM-M' 't -1' ! ! 'H Dr. E. F. Menius I Eyesight Specialist with Sm K. Faton Co. f NEW BERN, N. C O. H. Johnson. M. D. SPECIALIST Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat GLASSES FITTED Office Hoursi Morehead City, 9 to 12 A. V. Beaufort 2 to 5 P. M f C. H. BUSHALL w Fire, Health, Accident, Automobile Insurance Rel Estate Bought ) Sol J Rented (( WilbWrite Your Bond )) RELIABLE COMPANIES, (( GOOD SERVICE )) pKscan hldg. Beaufort, N. C (A rbooe ol Sam Johnson AUTO-ELECTRICIAN Starter and Generator Service with LOFTIN MOTOR CO. ' i NOTARY PUBLIC C. M. Jones at LOFTIN MOTOR COMPANY -ALEX LEWIS-AUTO-PAINTING TOP & BODY WORK DOOR & WINDSHIELD GLASS with LOFTIN MOTOR COMPANY 'Phone, 91. B. A. BELL Your Jeweler For 23 Years Repair work efficiently and Promptly Done NEXT DOOR POSTOFFICE Stanlydairymen who have opened their trench silos say the ensilage is keeping perfectly and makes an ex cellent feed for their cattle. Johannesburg has begun the con struction of what will be the most modern library in southern Africa to cost nearly $1,000,000. ROBBERS' R00S' h Zane Grey r Copyright. WXU Smtee. 1 nSTmmtmamT ft! sm m V , l..uajai.a,.il...Jia,raulj .........m.MI THE STORY CHAPTER 1. Jim Wall. youn cow. puncher from Wyoming. In the early days of the cattle industry, seeks a new Hold In Utah. He moots Hank Hays, wUo admits to being- a robber, and tella Wall he is working for an Englishman named Herrick, who lias located a bis ranch In the mountains. Herrick has employed a small nrmy of rustlers and sun-fighters, and Hays and others are plotting to steal their employer's cattle and money. Hays wants Wall to throw In with the rustlers. CHAPTER II. At the H'tle settle ment of Green River, Hays gets Into an argument with a gambler called btud, over a poker game. Wall saves Hank's life by bluffing the gambler out of shooting. With Hays and two other rustlers, Happy Jack and Lincoln, Jim wall starts out for Herrlck's ranch. In camp, the first night out, Jim re grets the step he has taken, but It la too late to turn back. CHAPTER III. The four men arrive at the ranch. Herrick announces that his sister, Helen, la coming to the ranch. Hays unfolds his plan for get ting possession of the 11,000 head of live stock on- the Herrick ranch. He and his lieutenants ride away to drive off the first bunch of cattle. Jim re mains behind to shoot It out. If neces sary, with Heeseman. Hays' rival among the cattle rustlers. Jim sees a dust cloud, which he Is certain de notes the arrival of Heeseman and his gang. He standswlth rifle ready. CHAPTER IV. Heeseman tells Wall that Hays was once his (Heeseman'o) partner and double-crossed him. Her rick d'Iegite Jim to no to Grand Junction' "o meet Miss Herrick. Jim gets Barnes, a young cowboy with him. to tell her that he (Jim) Is a desperado of the worst type. Barnes does so, but the girl treats the In formation lightly. CHAPTER V. On hla arrival at the ranch, with Helen, Jim Is confronted by Hays, who Defrays nnusual Inter est In the coming of Mine Herrick. Jim telle Hays the' Miss Herrick brought a Wells Farg package, probably of money, Jim goes riding with the Her ricks and greatly Impresses Helen with his revolver shooting. CHAPTER VI. The cattle drives to Grand Junction are started. Jim Wall finds h!m8olf falling In love with Hel en. He coaches her tn riding western style, and finally klssea her. She Is anjrry and dismisses him, but re'ents and asks him not to leave the ranch. Hays' men return from the drive with the stolen efittln. The leader has sold the cattle and brought back the money, A quick potawny Is Imperative. Hays tells his men to f,o no ahead, that he will Join them nt n rtaln canyon. The riders nrrive nt the canyon and tn their amazement and Jim's dismay. Hays and a lieutenant are sighted wtth Helen Herrick a captive. CHAPTER VII The gang Is about to broak with Hays over the abduc tion, but he explains that he robbed Herrick and stole Hnlon for ransom. Realising that Helen will be worse off If she falls Into H.eemnn's clutches, Jim Wail rides on with Hank and his men. Heeseman's riders are discovered In purstiK. After a running battle In which Latimer, on ; f Hays' men. Is wounded. Hays leads the gang Into a canyon retreat, difficult of access and easy to defend The Robbers' Roost. CHAPTER VIII. After camp has been mode, Jim seeks out Smoky Slo cum, and secures his promlfe to aid In case Helen Is threatened with harm by the villainous ;lays. Jim hears a wild cry In the night. Before he dies, Latimer, who was wounded In the fight with Heeseman, tells Jim and Smoky that Hays has held out some of the money he stole fron Herrick. "HowM she" gel that gun?" 'Val, she snatched It qulcker'n Ughtniu', that's how. An' when she clicked ;t with both hands It went off Lang! Tix bullet went between ;Jji.''j logs. Tickled him. You can see tlie holu In his pants. Scared? My Cawd. you never see a man so scared. Thet gurl, cool as a cucumber, cocked the gim again, an" held Flays up then of us. " "Wo was sit'tln' at the table. She made us all stand, hands high, an' then she performed thet little trick with Hank's gun agin my gizzard. Jim, I hone to die If I didn't go cold an' stiff. Hut I promised on my word of honor n a robber thet I'd tie Hank up, an' make the other fellers play square. It was so funny, too, thet I near bust. Hays, soon as he was helpless, got over his scare, an' then was he mad I I reckon no one on th! earth saw a madder num. lie cussc so terrihle thet she made me pa him." . "Well, I'll bo Mowed!" gasped Jim. "No wonder. We was wuss. We'd had breakfast, an' Hank was tryln' to face us fellers. I'U say he came clean. Jim. He divided an the money he got from Herrick an' his sister, an' the gold things an' diamonds. Tel lers,' he said, 1 could He an' say I meant to give this to yon later. Bat Tm not built thet way. I docbte croseed you all Drat time to my Hf. I meant to keep K all, an' the ransom, fer the girl Bat now there wont be no ransom, for Tm not gotn to gtv her op. She's mine, an' I can do as I want, an If any of yon dont like it yon can make yonr kick now.' , . . WaL we was so plumb flabbergasted thet we didn't see the gurl, who came close on the sun side of Happy's shel ter. She heard the whole d n' show. . . . Jim, I wish yon could have seen her when she stopppJ up to Hank. I don't know what did It mebbe her eyesbut he shore wilted. It wes then she snatched hU gun." "So that's the deal!" ejaculated .llm. "What are you goin to do?-' .-Conjt. ask me- I gave my word an I'll keep It For theT matter the rest of our outfit air fer the gnrl. ransom or no ransom." Suddenly Jim awoke or,t of his stupefaction to remember the approach of Heeseman. "Smoky, I know what you're nil go ing to do, and that's fight," he flashed, curtly. "Hoeseman's outfit Is coming. I sighted them perhaps three miles. Traveling slow, but sure. We've no time to pack an' get nway. We've got to find the best place to stand an' fight, nn' pack our stuff Into It pronto." "Hoeseman!" cried Smoky, coolly. "So It's come. I reckoned on thet. Git busy, men." Jim strode tinder the shelter to face Miss Herrick. Slie had hoard, for she wn white. "We're nil hut surprised by Heese man's outfit," he said, abruptly. "We must fight. Von will be worse off If you fall Into their hands. I'm sorry I must release Hays. We need hlm." "Ton late!" she exclaimed. "Pack your things quickly and hurry over to the cave on this side." Then Jim picked up Hays' gun from the table and ran out First he removed the gag, then In terse terms he stated the situation. Next he telensed the robber from his painful fix and handed hlrh the gun. "Heeseman, huh ! Wal, so be It !" Hays snld, facing Jim wtth an air of finality that intimated relief. "How far are they nway?" he asked. "Two miles." "We've got half an hour mebbe. Did you think to look fer the hosses?" "Eight horses In the valley. Others not in sight" "Fine scoot you air. How come you didn't spy them soon enough fer us to rustle out of hyar?" "I couldn't have seen them half a mile sooner," snapiied Jim. ''They came out from behind a bank." "Hell's Are I Tell thet to me? Yon was Bloepln'." "You're a liar," flashed Jltn, leap ing clear of the others. "Open your trap to me again Uke thntf" "Say, It's yon who'll shet his trap," replied Hays, stridently. "Or you'll git a dose of the medicine I gave Brad Lincoln." "Not from you you yellow dog of a woman thief!" Smoky Sloeum ran out In time to get In front of Jim. "Hyerl Hyar!" he called, piercing ly. "Is this a time fer us to fight each other? Cool down, Jim. Make allow ances fer Hays. He's wuss'n drunk." "I don't care a d n If there's ten outfits on our trail. He can't talk to me that way. . . . And, Smoky', I reckon you're presuming on friend ship." $ "Shore I am," returned Slocum, hur riedly. "I'll not do It again, Jim. Hays Is what ymi colled him. But leave your dispute till we settle with Heeseman." "All right. You're talking sense," re plied Jim. Ho had been quick to grasp the opening made by Hays. "There ninst be ten riders in Ileesoman's out fit." "Wnl, thet stilts me," rejoined the robber, harshly. "Now think fast" snapped Smoky. Hays pulled himself together. "Mac, you an' Jeff run to fetch what hosses you can find quick. , . . Jack, you an' Smoky an' Wall hustle the grub, cook kit, packs an' beds Into thet cave across the wash. Ill git up high an' watch. When I yell, dig fer cover." "You almln' to flght or run?" quer ied Smoky. "We might git packed light If some thin' holds them up. But we can't leave the way we come In, Dirty Devil too high. Heeseman has stumbled on the next best way. If we had plenty of time. . . . But rustle, everybody." Mac and Jeff were already In lum bering flight np the oval. And Happy Jack, not concerned enough to stop his whistling, was sacking his ntenslls. Hays made for the notch tn the bluff west of the cabin. Jim sprang Into action, while Smoky dashed off toward the cottonwood grove. Upon Jim's first return trip from the cave he encountered the girl bur dened with her effects. "Helen, I'll carry that Hurry. We've no time to lose." At the back of the cave there was a crack deep enough to protect Helen. He directed her to hide Inside and await developments. Jim ran on toward the camp, re solving to withhold a shell tn his rifle and to keep a sharp watch on Hays. The next quarter of an hour was filled with strenuous and unceasing ac tion. Their united efforts collected all the supplies, utensils, saddles and packs, and several of the beds In the three-cornered cave back and to one side of the shack. A huge slab of sione lay across the top of this triangular notch In the cliff. The wall had been hollowed by the action of water. A small stream flowed out from the base of the wall It was the txt phice for defense In the oval, and Jim believed Hays' j outflt could hold It Indefinitely, though they couldnt save the horses. If It came to a siege tbey could be ne leased, CHAPTER X Smofcy came panting In with Hays pack, and started off again. "That's enough. Smoky," called Jim. Slocum returned. "Nothln' left Yept Hank's bed," he panted. "I couldn't locate thet" "Listen !" "What do you hear?" "Hosses." "Jim, keep your eye peeled on the cliff," said Smoky, and stole forward under cover of the brush. Fresently a white puff of smoke .owsi above, thjg rugged rim. Spang 1 The fight was on. OutT of TTiiyT' men Bridges let out a hoarse bawl and swayed over, almost losing his bal ance. Jim looked no more at him, but concentrated his gaze on the rim. An other puff of white! Something dark Jim's Rifle, Already Raised, Swerved a Trifle Cracked. The 9 Hat Went Flying. a man's slouch hat bobbed up. Jim's rifle, already raised, swerved a trifle cracked. The hut went flying. The horses came over tn? bench, frightened, but not stampeding, and Mac drove them Into the oorral Thla was around the corner from the range of the sharpshooter of the rim. Bridges, reeling on the horse, followed Mac, who ran out of the corral to catch him as he fell Then, as they came along close to the wall, Hays arrived from the other direction. "Heeseman with his outfit nine In all," lie heaved. "They're scatterln' to surround the roost . . . But they can't cross below ns an' across there it's out of range. . . . We're all right." A bullet thudded Into the wall, fol lowed by the report of a rifle. "Duck back! That was from some where else," shouted Hays. They dove twenty feet farther back. Here they were apparently safe, ex cept from the grassy ridge of the oval In front which It was unlikely any sharpshooters could reach In daylight After a careful study Jim crept Into the brush, stirred by a renewal of firing from the west rim. Wisps of white cloud, thinning on the light wind, located the positions of the shooters. First Jim peered through the growth of brush directly In front. Almost at once be caught a move ment of a dark object through a crev ice In the rim. The distance was great for accurate shooting at so small a target But with a rest he drew a coarse, steady aim and fired oneo. The object Hopped over. A shrill cry, unmistakable to any man used to gunplay, rent the air. Jim kryw he had reached one of the Heeseman gang, to disable him, If no more. Next instant a raking fire swept the brosh on both sides of Jim. He dropped down Into the cave. Smoky stood there, In the net of climbing. "They near got me," rang out Jim. "I hit one of them way over where they shot at Bridges. There's a bunch of them hid on that cliff to the right of the outlet you know, where Jeff went up to scout" "Jim, they got us located," replied Slocum, gravely. "Sure. But so long as they can't line on us In here" "They can move all around. An' pretty soon Heeseman will flgger thet men behind the high center In front can shoot straight In hyar." "They're below the ridge now. Look sharp, Smoky, or they might get a couple of shots In first" "Wnl, If they do I hope both bullets lodge In Hank's gizzard." "My sentiments exactly. . . , Smoky, I saw something shine. Tip of a rifle. Right to the right. . . . Ah !" "Take the flr-l fellpr, Jim ... One two th ree." The rifles itm !;! In unison. .Inn's mark sprnng convulsively up, and plunged down to roll mid weave out of sight The man Smeky had shot at sa.nk flat and lay still Next moment a volley nansred from tho rll'T and a storm of hulleis swept bidsirg and spnnglng uncomfortably cIopo. Jim slid and Icaixx to the floor of the cuve below. Smoky, by lyln down, lowered the rlllcs to him. aim then came scrambling after. Hays had slouched back to tlkin, followed by lluppj. "Jack, gimme JisTs y-? a'i belt" Hays said, and receiving tliem, he buckled tbn over his own. Next he opeiied his peck to take out a box of rifle sheila, which he broke open to drop the contents In his coat pocket on the left side. After that he opetied his shirt to strip off a broad, black money belt This was what had trade him bulge so and give the Imprewkm of stoutness, when tn fact be was lean. He hung this belt over a project ing point of wall. "In case I don't git i-ck," he added. "An" there's a bundle chicken-feed change In my pack." There was something gloomy and splendid about him then. Fear of God, or man, or death was not In him. lllfle In hand he crept to the corner on the left and boldly exposed him self, drawing a volley of shots from two quarter.?. Then he disappeared. "What's Hays' Idea?" asked Jim. "He must know a way to sneak armindonheinJl . A metallic, si unging sound accom panied rather than followed by a shot, then a sodden thud right at hand choked further speech. Happy Jack had been cut short in one of his low whistles. He swayed a second upright, then uttering an awful groan, he fell. Smoky leaped to him, bent orer. 'Dead! Hit In the temple. Where'd thet bnllet come from?" "It glanced from a rock. I knn-v r.c sound." . "Jim, the only safe place from thet Is hyar, hug;;ln' this corner," de clared Smoky. "An' there ain't room enough fer the two of ns." "Keep It, Smoky. I'm not going to get hit This Is my day. I feel some thing in my bones, but it's not death." "Huh. I feel somethln' too clear to my marrow an' It's slcklsh an' cold . . . Jim, Til sneak out an' crawl back of them. Thct's my Idee. I don't have wrong Idees at this stage of a fight." That was the last he spoke to Jim Muttering to himself he laid a huge roll of bills under the belt Hays bud deposited on the little shelf of rock Then he vanished. Scarcely had he gotten out of sight when Jim thought of the field glass. Smoky should have taken It Jim risked going back to his pack to se cure It and had the fun of dodging another bullet Whnt had become of Hays? Wait ing nlone among these deflecting bul lets wore on Jim's mood. He decided to peep out of the hole again. To this end he climbed to the shelf, rifle In hand and the glass slung around his neck. He could command every point with the aid of the field glass, without ex posing his head. An Instant later a far-off shot thrilled Jim. That might be Smoky. Suddenly a dark form staggered up, flinging arms aloft, silhouetted black against the sky. That must be the sharpshooter. Smoky had reached him. Headlong he pitched off the cliff, to plunge sheer Into the wash below. Smoky had at least carried out his Idea. Suddenly Jim espied Hays boldly mounting the slope. But It appeared that he had not been discovered yet Those on top were faslng the unseen peril to the west Jim marveled at the purpose of the robber chief. Still another shot from Smoky the last I But Hays had reached high enough to see over. Leveling the rifle he took deliberate aim. Then he Bred. "Heeseman I" hissed Jim, as sure as If he himself had held that gua Hays, working the lever of his rifle, bounded back and aside. Shots boomed. One knocked him to his knees, but he lunged up to Ore again. Again he was hit, or the rifle was, for It broke from his hands. Drawing his two revolvers he leveled them, and as he fired one, then the other, he backed against the last broken sec tion of the wall. Jim saw the red dust spatter from the rock above. The shots thinned out and ceased. Hays was turning to the left, his re maining gun lowered. He was aiming down the slope on the other side. He fired again then no more. Those who were left of Ileesoman's outfit had taken flight Hays watched them, strode to the side of the big rock, and kept on watching them. Soon he turned back and, sheathing one gun, took to reloading the other. It was at this moment that Jim relin quished the field glass to take up his rifle. With naked eyes through the aperture In the brush, he could see Hays finish loading his gun. This moment, to Jim's avid raljd, was the one In which to kill the rob ber. He drew a bead on Hays' breast. F.ut he could not press the trigger, lowering the hammer, Jim watched Hays stride up among the rocks, to dlsapieflr. Jim leaped up out of the hole to have a better look. Far beyond the red ridge he discerned men running along the white wash. There were three of them, scattered. A fourth ap peared from behind a bank, and he was crippled. He waved frantically to the comrades who had loft him to fare for himself. They were headed for the cove where the horses still stood. And their precipitate flight attested to the end of that battle and as surely, to the last of neeseman's outfit - CHAPTER XI ' Jim picked up the field glass and slinging It on his elbow, essayed a descent Into the cave. On the shelf he hesitated and sat a moment locked In thought A second time he Btar'ed down only to halt straddling the notch. The battle had worked out f.itefully and fatally. Would he see Smoky again? Yet nothing had changed the Issue. The end we-s not yet With hla blood surging back to bis beait, Jim leaped down to meet the robber chief. "Where Smoky r called Jim. Ms lynx eyea on Hay's right hand. "Cashed In." boomed Hays, fastening great hollow eyes of pate fire upon Jim. "He had cover. He plugged I don't know how many. Vnt Morley's outflt had throwed In with Heesorann. An when tbet gambler Stud broke an' run Smoky had to head him oft. They killed oach other." "Who got away? I saw four men; one crippled." "Morley an Montana fer two. I didn't recognize the others. They shore run, throwln' rifles away." "They were making for their horses, tied half a mile back. Where'll they go, Hays?" "Fer more men. Morley is most as stubborn as Heeseman. An once he's seen this roost of ours he'll want It an' to wipe out what's left of us." "Heeseman?" - '-'AVal,.- lm UiJa"t run, Jim. Haw I Haw l He's dead," The chief strode to the mouth of the cave and stared around. Jim re mained at the spot he had selected, to one side, between the robber and Helen's covert "Jack an' Mac, too?" he ejaculated In amaze, "now come? No more of thet outfit sneaked down in hyar." "Mac Btuck his noodle too far ont of that hole In the cave. And Happy Jack stopped a glancing bullet There's Just two of us left, Hays. By the way yon going to bury your dead?" "No. If I do anythln' at all It'll be for my gurl. Them stiffs ain't a pretty sight" If Jim Wall needed any galvanizing shock to nerve him to the deed hu had resolved upon, that single posses sive word was ei.ough. "I'll bury them later," he said. "Good I'm all In. I climbed more'n a mile to git to them fellers." Hays sat down heavily, and ran his right hand Inside his shirt to feel of tie bulge on his shoulder. Jim saw him wince. Blood had soaked through bis shirt "You got hit I see." "Flesh wound. Nothln' to fuss over this mlnnlt An' I've got a crease on "Fleeh Wound. Nothln' to Fuss Over This Mlnnlt" my bead. Thet hurts Uke sixty. Half an Inch lower an' " "I'd have been left lord of Bobbers' Boost?" "You shore would, Jim. Lousy with money, an' a gurl to look after. But it Jest didn't happen thet way." "No; it didn't But It will!" That cool statement pierced the rob ber's lethargic mind. Up went hla shaggy head and the pale eyes, opaque, like burned-out furnaces, toolc on a tiny, curious gleam. When his hand came slowly down from Inside his shirt the fingers wore stained red. "What kind of a crack was thet?" he demanded, puzzled. "Hays, you forget" , "You're sore thet I didn't divvy square? ' "nays, I take It you double-crossed me same as you did them." "Uh-huh. Wal, you got me In a cor ner, I reckon. Thar's only two of ns left Td be crazy to quarrel . . . Would a third of my money square met" 0 'No." "It wouldn't. Wal, you air almln at 1 bargain. Say half then?" "No." A tremor rnn over the robber's frame. That was a release of swift passion hot blood that leaped again. But he controlled himself. "Air you tryln' to pick a fight wlta me?" At this Jim laughed. " 'Cause If you air, I Jest won't fight i I'd be senseless. Yon an' me can git along. I like you. We'll throw to gether, hide somewhere a while, then build up another outfit" "It can't be done." "I'll give you two-thirds of the money." "Hays, I wouldn't take another dol lar from you that you gave willing ly." Jim hid turned his left side slightly toward Hays, concealing bis right hand, which had slipped to his gnu butt, with his thumb on the hammer I Tor Jim, Hays was as good as dead, "It'll all be mine, presently," he re piled. "Holdln' me up, huh?" rasped Hays. "Learned to be a Bhore-enough rob ber, trallln' with me, huh?" "Hays, I promised Smoky I'd kill you which he meant to do If ho had lived Jo come back." The robber's face grew a dirty white under bis. thta beard. At last be un derstood, as much, at least What vol umes hla stupidity spoke for his ab sorption 1 It changed. Jim's postui-ev his unseen band, suddenly loomed with tremendous meaning. "Shore. Tbet doesn't surprise me, admitted the robber. "When men's feelln's are raw, as In a time like? this, they clash. But I did my share to dear the air. An If Smoky bad come back he'd have seeo It different I could have talked him oat of tt . . , Jim, you're shore smart enough to Bee thet, an' ym ougbter be honest enough to admit It" 0 "I daresay you could have won Smoky back. He had ft fool worship for you. . . . But you can't talk me out of anything." "Why, fer Gawd's sake when I'm glvln' you all the best of the deal?" "Because I want the girl," thun dered Jim. A great astonishment held Hays Stricken. Through It reaiteoUon fil tered, ... . . .
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