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THE STORY SO FAR: Mary Suther
land makes arrangement* to be met at
Sushuaro, a flag nation In Arizona. She
arrlvei by train and walti (or the sta
tion wagon from Wagon Wheel Ranch to
pick her up. After a long wait, Len Hen
ley, of Congrest Junction, picks her up,
and drives her to his trailer house, where
she eats breakfast. Henley decides that
Mary should put up at a hotel In Phoenix
from which she can roam around and
secure accommodations at some dude
ranch. Bill Burdan, owner of the Wagon
Wheel, had gone to Hamilton Henley, Sr.,
for a loan. After Burdan left bis office
Henley purchased via phone the Burdan
notes and collateral from tbe Slate Bank
of Arizona.
CHAPTER 111
She obeyed, took a few sips and
glanced up-stream as a desert raven
fluttered into the water and started
to drink. "Is that a crow?" she
asked.
"No, that is a desert raven. Didn't
you hear him croak like Poe's ra
ven 'Nevermore'?" He assisted her
to her feet. "Everything is in or
der," he announced, "and you are
acceptable to the Spirit. You drank
from the Hassyampa and the
Spirit sent his raven to light in the
water above you, thus inducing you
to gaze up-stream. The legend has
it that if you drink and gaze up
stream you will never leave Ari
zona, whereas, If you drink and gaze
down-stream you will never tell the
truth again. Of course, if you turned
out to be a pathological liar you'd
have to go home or be blacklisted."
"I'm so glad I won. What are
you doing with that rock in your
hand?"
"I saw that raven fluttering,
around, uncertain whether to land
up-stream or down. If he had start
ed down-stream I was going to throw
this rock at him and head him up
stream."
"Oh! So you want me to remain
in Arizona?"
"I love my native state and yearn
to see it do well in the matter of
immigration."
"But I must go home—in the
spring."
"The Spirit of the Hassyampa is
a broad-minded little gnome and
perfectly willing to permit his chil
dren to make little trips here and
there for business and pleasure, but
he does insist that they vote in Ari
zona. So, go back to New York if
you must, but remember—you'll re
turn."
"Will you be here when I return,
Don Leonardo?"
"If I'm living I'll meet you at the
depot. In fact the moment I saw you
at Sughuaro I had a feeling that
meeting you might develop into a
habit."
"You're a dear to say that," and
privately she thought: I wonder if
I'll ever see him again after I re
turn home.
"Of course not. Indeed, if I were
to neglect you I should expect Prov
idence to visit some sort of misery
upon me."
He took her arm and led her
back to the truck and she paused at
the trailer, climbed up on a wheel
and looked in at the two horses.
"This chestnut with the silver points
is a beauty," she said.
"Very well, Pablito shall be your
horse when you visit my ranch and
I have a fine silver mounted stock
saddle that used to belong to my
mother. It will fit you. I assume
you can ride."
"I belong to a hunt club in Vir
ginia and ride to hounds. Where
shall we ride—in Arizona?"
She saw something in his eyes
that sent a tremor through her.
"Over the mountains of the moon,"
he answered enigmatically, and did
not speak to her again for ten min
utes. When he did he said: "I'm
worried about finding hotel accom
modations for you, Miss Sutherland.
During the winter season our best
and second best hotels are crowded,
and for the next three days guests
will be sleeping in the halls on cots.
I may have to secure a room for
you in some respectable private
home."
She had a mad impulse to inform
him she would be glad to walk the
streets all night provided he walked
with her. She was almost dizzy
with delight and didn't want to be
bothered by minor problems. "What
ever you do is right, Don Leonardo,"
she answered. "I'm not a demand
ing woman nor am I a complaining
one. When you volunteered to res
cue me this morning you let your
self in for something, so the wor
ry is all yours."
A motor horn sounded behind them
and a long, sleek, expensive con
vertible sedan, with the top down
slid up alongside and held steady
with them, while a handsome iron
gray man leaned out and waved at
Len and shouted "Hi, boy!" Len
Henley waved in return and shout
ed: "Hi, old settler!" Then the iron
gray man spoke to his chauffeur and
the car slid away from Len Henley's
nondescript caravan.
"He was going to stop and have a
chat with you," Mary said, "but
when he saw me he changed his
mind. He seemed terribly glad to
see you."
"That was my father," he told her.
"Old Hamilton Leonard Henley, Sen
ior—in person. He's looking grand,
isn't he?"
"I hope so." She added, out of an
Instinctive and wholly feminine sus-
THE BANBURY REPORTER. DANBURY. N. C.. THURSDAY. JULY G. 1944
picion that Henley, senior, deserved
some mild adverse criticism. "He
certainly looks far more prosperous
than his son. That car cost at least
four thousand dollars and I notice
he has a uniformed chauffeur."
Arrived in Phoenix he pulled up
in front of a hotel and, leaving her
seated in the car, he disappeared
inside. The clerk reported the hotel
one hundred per cent full, but Mr.
Henley was not disappointed, for he
had anticipated that. He went to a
house telephone and called a room,
announced himself and was instruct
ed to come upstairs immediately to
Suite A.
A handsome, middle-aged woman
met him at her door, took him in
her arms and kissed him twice.
These osculations he returned with
interest and then said very solemn
ly, "Aunt Margaret, you have al
ways professed considerable affec
tion for me."
"You great gladiator, I love you.
You're practically my boy, aren't
you? Didn't your mother beg me,
when she was dying, to look after
you? Of course you've never given
me the ghost of an opportunity to
look after you, but I've always been
standing by, ready to try."
"Your patience is about to be re
warded, darling. I've found the most
wonderful girl in the world, there
are only two hotels in this city fit
"Oh! So you want tne to remain
in Arizona."
to receive her and there isn't a va
cant room in either."
"Where is she?"
"Sitting in the cab of my little
truck at the entrance, waiting for
me to return with tidings of great
joy. Margaret Maxwell, you have a
golden opportunity to be a heroine."
She eyed him humorously. "Start
in at the beginning and tell me ev
erything, Len. No shooting in the
dark for your old Aunt Maggie."
So he told her everything, and add
ed. "You have a spare chamber in
your suite, haven't you?"
"You know I have. You've occu
pied it often enough. Now what is
this all about?"
"May this girl friend of mine oc
cupy it?"
"How long?"
"Until she can find accommoda
tions at some local dude ranch. You
know how women are. They have to
shop around a little."
"Well, since an emergency exists j
she may occupy my guest room. I'll j
lock it off from the remainder of
my suite, and telephone the clerk to :
assign her to it and give her the
key."
"When my mother picked a friend ;
she picked one," he declared. "Aunt ;
Margaret, you're the lily of the val
ley."
"You seem unduly excited about
this young lady, Len."
"You'll be crazy about her."
"Do I have to meet her, darling?"
"I knocked on her door just after
the boy brought her up, Len, and
when she opened it I asked if every
thing was all right in her room and
did she need any more towels. She
didn't need any more towels but
she'd like a maid to help her un
pack. So I volunteered for that job.
because I maintain one lady can al
ways recognize another by her ward
robe. And, of course, I got a good
look at her and we chatted some.
Evidently she thought I was the
housekeeper, because she tipped me
a dollar and as if the tip wasn't
enough she thanked me and told me
1 was very kind."
"Did you take her dollar?"
"Of course. A good laugh is al
ways worth a dollar, isn't it? The
girl gets by your old Aunt Maggie— |
on probation—and on the face of in- '
complete returns I've decided you'll
not so juvenile as I thought yo;>
were this morning."
"Darling, if you were twenty-one
I wouldn't even look nt her."
"The blarney of you! Well, I tele
phoned her an invitation to cock
tails and told her you'd bring her te
my suite."
"Did she accept?" he inquire! ea
gerly—and stupidly.
"I fear, Len, you have never
fed a sardine to a cat. It's six
o'clock and that girl is sitting by
the telephone waiting—waiting—
waiting."
"How do you know?"
"I know that the girl who wouldn't
wait by the telephone for you must
be too ill to crawl to it. Come up,
you great simpleton and bring that
lovely thing with you."
"She's all dressed up and so am
I," he crowed triumphantly. "You're
taking us to a dinner dance at the
country club at eight."
"But I haven't reserved a table
for you and this girl."
"Woman, I reserved it in your
natne this morning. Better dig your,
self up a beau."
"I have one and he's all dressed
up, too."
Two minutes later Mary Suther
land heard a door open across the
hall and men's voices drifted in to
her fiirough her open transom. Some
body said: "Hello, Len Henley."
Len Henley replied cheerfully,
"Hello, you Wades. I hear you beat
that indictment the grand jury
brought in against you for cattle
stealing."
The man who had greeted him
said on a surly note: "We won't dis
cuss that, Henley."
"Oh, yes you will," came the brisk
reply, "because I have a very sound
reason for discussing it. I'm glad I
bumped into you boys here, because
the meeting saves me a call on you
at your ranch. I am of the opinion
that none of you has sufficient in
telligence to quit the game and that
you'll keep on burning over other
people's brands and carting off oth
er people's yearlings to a bootleg
butcher in your big truck and trailer
until somebody gets you squarely
between the cross-hairs of a pan
oramic sight on an army ritte. I
hope that job will not fall to me, al
though I assure you if it should I'll
not flunk it. I want to warn you
monkeys that I'm going to buy the
Wagon Wheel ranch."
After having seen Mary safely en
sconced at the hotel, Len had gone
out to the rodeo grounds. Pedro was
there with the trailer house parked
back of the barns in the infield.
Len Henley drew a horse known
as Mad Hatter and when he an
nounced it fifty men cried, in uni
[ son, like coyotes, and one contest
ant, who had been a runner-up for
the cowboy championship of the
world the year previous, grinned at
Len and said: "So you don't makw
first day money in the bronc ridin'
tomorrow, do you, Henley?"
"Why?" Len demanded.
"Because Mad Hatter'll stack you.
He stacked you at Salinas, at Cal
gary and at Pendleton, just as he's
stacked every man that's ever
topped him—includin' me. An' he'll
stack you again."
"How many times has he unloaded
you?"
"Twice."
"Did you learn anything from the
experience?"
"I learned that the man that can
make time on that horse ain't been
born and ain't likely to be."
"Want to bet I fail to make time
on him tomorrow afternoon?"
"Would a cat eat liver?"
"What odds will you give me?"
"Two to one."
"Big time gambler, aren't you
offering two to one on a horse that
has never been ridden."
Another man pressed forward.
"I'll lay you three to one you don't
make time on Mad Hatter, Henley.
Seventy-five to twenty-five."
"You've made a bet." Len raised
his voice. "Any other man willing
to lay me three to one on Mad Hat
ter can meet me in the secretary's
office after this rush is over. He'll I
be the stake holder. There will be i
no finger bets. Cash on the barrel- 1
head."
He was overwhelmed with busi
niss immediately. . . . When ho
left the rodeo grounds at noon he
had made bets which stood to win
him three thousand dollars if he i
could stay on Mad Hatter, without
violating any of the Rodeo Associa
tion of America's rules for a win
ning ride, until the presiding judge
should fire his pistol. He was re
garded by all who made bets with
him as one far from sane, and, of
course, the association's publicity
man promptly seized upon this news
to plant a front page story in the
local afternoon paper, together with
a picture of Len Henley on Mad
Hatter in action and taken at the
Pendleton round-up three seconds
before Mr. Henley had been sent
sailing oft into space.
Wherefore, Hamilton L. Henley,
Senior, late that afternoon was made
aware that his son, recently de
clared champion cowboy of the
world, would be a special attraction
on the opening day of the show, in
that he had drawn Mad Hatter, un
defeated champion hucker of the
world, who had already gained three
decisions over Mr. Henley. Never
theless, the latter was accepting
bets, at three to one, that the fol
lowing afternoon he would fide Mad
Hatter and "make time."
(TO BE CONTINUED*
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and are such a convenient size to
carry around that they make ideal
summer pick-up work.
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