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JEa Serial Fictioa b * mw farpa....» Tkw Prfxc SIm^I Stocias (of four hutalmmta . » The/r* Ra gtwh at —A) W l «»**•£ rtory-tJIjw. Ma bait £k%»JUN WM4M IN FOUR INSTALMENTS ? . SYNOPSIS Ben Furlong, • young but predi al oil man and driller from the 'enniylvania field, drifted into the 'exas oil country, broke and looking or work. Finally he fetched up at he Durham home where live an air ierly aunt, shortly widowed by the xploslon of a powder wagon, and.her. leice, pretty Betty Durham. . >. Per taps because of his smile, Betty ooks some food for Ben and while ie eats he learns the aunt, in town n business, has an ottoman, Tiller (addox, sinking an oil well for her. . . A short 6 inch bolt worked loose rom the rigging and is in the bot om of the well. Work has been upended for, days as the crew 'fish’ or .the. bolt and operating funds Iwlndle away. . . Furlong offers to ive a hand but Maddox objects . . . letty insists and overrules Maddox o Furlong fashions a tool which he tas just .lowered into the well, hop ng to fish out the bolt. . . . NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY f # * # • * * • second Instalment Furlong himself handled the ig during this operation, and iven Maddox could find no fault pith he way he did it. When, ifter what seemed ah intermin >bl$ timej the wire cable began 0 stream up out of the depths *d wind itself in smooth, black ayers upon the drum, the wo nen pressed in upon the der ick floor. Out of the well-mouth finally lid the fishing tool; it stopped, lung motionless with the low r end at the level of their eyes, 'he teeth had been, bent in ward, jammed together!'by 'the •lows from .above; inside the asket thus formed ahdj tightly iit£en between two of those rongs was a battered ^ix-inch iece of steel.; When Furloiig bad finished cashing up bre*- fotfnd- Betty iurham waiting; for him.! “Come over to the house,” he said. “You .must be tired.” ‘T told you I was luck#" the otkfig man declared, with a rin; 1 "Lucky, nothing. You’ve got Bbse”. "Simpl^wasp’t it? I wonder Ibddox thought bf it. Betty stirred; impatiently she cclaimed: “Oh, he’s too busy linking about something—! »y! We’ve got an extra room, Aunt Mary says it wouldn’t ipk right for you to sleep lere. Don’t that make you ck?” “How about the b'am?” “That’s what she proposed, ome on. We’ll fix it somehow.’ It was dark; the trail through le cactus and the mesquite as dim, but Betty knew it by sart, and where its meander gs were indistinguishable she ok Furlong’s hand and guid 1 him. “I suppose you think Aunt [ary’s crazy, risking all her oney like this,” she said. “I sure do,” the man admit d. “This thing will show you te chances she’s taking. Sup >se that bolt had been some ing else, something we could >t get hold of? There’s a thou nd things can happen to a ell.” t 1 know. But she s—greedy, le always was. Tiller talked r into it after Uncle Joe died, d she wouldn’t listen to me.” “If s a lot safer to let the big mpanies do the drilling, and satisfied with a royalty.” “Some people can’t be satis d,” the girl said quietly, len after a moment. “Uncle e never intended to leave the lole farm to her. They did t hitch very well. He said was going to leave part of it jpe, but—I guess he never t around to it. I’ll bet Aunt iry’s sorry by this time that e listened to Tiller; there’s so iny things a driller can do to well.” SPshaw! Is he that kind of a n?” *What kind of a man? Men t all alike, aren’t they—when y’ve got reason to be?” '’She better fire him.” ’I guess she can’t, or dassent . Funny my talking this way you and not knowing you on a few hours. I’d better mind r own business. Here we are. u wait while I get a light.” had arrived at the and the girl left her ion outside. She reap in a few minutes with and a couple of patch-, omforters. These latter' lurrendered to Ben, then way to the barn. ■. >, . most farms in the oil iey country, this Ofie had been al lowed to run down, and with the exception of some chickens and a few dispirited cattle there was no live stock left upon it. There still remained, however, some old fodder; it was dusty and musty, but suitable enough for a bed, and Furlong an nounced that he was delighted with these sleeping arrange ments. He set the lantern down and walked to the door with Betty. There he said: “You’ve been mighty nice to me. I wish that fishing job had been harder.” “Why?” “It would have taken longer.” The girl’s face was dimly il luminated as she smiled up at Furlong. She was the prettiest girl he had ever known and he felt a great liking, a great sym pathy for her. The clasp of her warm hand as she had guided him along the dark trail had af fected him in an unaccountable manner, and now it affected him again in the same way when she laid it in his. A sud den recklessness overwhelmed him and before he knew what he Was doing he had bent for ward and kissed her. The girl was startled, but she did not recoil. Curiously she inquired: “Why did you do that?” “I don’t know. f—T couldn’t help ft, I guess. I didn’t intend to, but—” Ben floundered; he felt his face burning ftootly. “Tiller tried and I slapped hint. . I’ve known him a long time, too,—1" Miss Durham shook her head, apparently more perplexedfat her; .own lack of resentment than surprised at Furlong’s boldness. “I must like you pretty well.” “I wish you would—did. I think you’re wonderful.” “Queer!” Betty turned to go. A moment later she called back through the gloom, “I’ll call you when breakfast is ready” Furloirg “was not'altogether surprised when, on the follow ing morning, Tiller Maddox of’ fered him a job. Maddox, it was plain, was acting upon or ders, and he took no pains to conceal his dislike for the new hand; nevertheless, Ben accept ed the proffer. Aside from the fact that he needed work, -his interest in Betty Durham was now sufficient to make almost any sacrifice worth while. In the days thereafter he' tried to fathom the peculiar relationship existing between Maddox and the two women, bub he did not succeed very well. The driller, it was evi dent, had his heart set upon Betty, and in his attempt to win her Mrs. Durham was his ally; nevertheless, for some un known reason the aunt disliked and distrusted the man. About all that Ben could make sure of was the fact that in some man ner not readily apparent the oil well was being used by Mad dox as a weapon; that some how it had become the stake in a three-cornered game. Furlong and Betty mean while managed to see a good deal of each other, but they met clandestinely. Neither of them openly referred to this fact, and, although the girl pretend ed that it was her aunt whom she feared, Ben very well knew that it was Maddox. Nc longer, by the way, did he apologize when he kissed her ar.d their stolen moments together had become very rweet. Work on the well progressed as rapidly as could be expect ed. Inch by inch, foot by foot, the heavy steel bits cut through the rock; length after length was added to the casing, and as it neared the level of the oil bearing structure ‘indications’ became evident; occasional sighs and gurgles issued from the well mouth as gas gathered and released itself. Its odor was at times quite strong. It was at this time that Mad dox and Furlong clashed. Some new tackle was being slung and Ben had been sent up aloft while the forearm is sued directions from below. It was heavy work. Ben was forced to cling to the.derrick timbers or to balance himself upon a narrow plank, and his progress at times did not suit the elder man. Maddox was in a surly mood, anyhow, and he became profane. Furlong was hot and irritable. He ans wered back, whereupon the man below flared out angrily: “You do like I tell you an’ don’t argue, or I’ll come up there an’ give you a dam’ good heatin’!” me rigging was nnauy se cured in place and Maddox was 'occupying himself with some thing else when he felt a hand upon his shoulder. He turned to find Furlong at his side. The latter's eyes were blazing. In a voice ominously harsh and vibrant was fury he said: “I, came down to get that beating. ' I want It now.” The other members of the crew froze in various attitudes and startel suspense. The two men stared at each other. Furlong was a burley, thick necked youth: he was as hard as iron and in his gaze at this moment was an evil quality quite unexpected. His enmity for the driller had finally foam ed over. In proximity to this flaming passion Maddox’s smol dering dislike gave off no heat; nor at short notice could he fan its embers into a blaze. After a brief survey, pregnant with possibilities, he turned his head and winked at the other men. In a feeble effort at jocularity he said: “I told you I’d come up there and give it to you. I never ast you to come down here an’ get it.” He guffawed loudly at his own humor and walked away. Furlong stood shaking in his tracks. That evening Maddox went over to the farmhouse. Even ings in this thirsty land, like evenings upon the desert, were cool, refreshing, beautiful. The brazen sky cooled, a blessed breeze played through the scrubby bush and brought faint fragrances unnoticed at other hours; the harsh outlines of unlovely objects were soften SHOE REPAIRING EXPERTLY DONE Best grade of materials used in all jobs. 25 years experience in shoe building and repair work. ALL WORK GUARANTEED J. J. KRAWETSKY Brick Warehouse Building WALLACE, N. C. Harvest Time ... is always hardware time. Check up on your equip ment today and then come to see us. We carry a complete stock of repair parts for McCormick, Mas sey-Harriss, Johnson, Osborn and Moline Mowing Machines. Also repair parts for Hay Rakes in ad dition, to our full line of Hardware for every pur pose.. Come in and let us show you our complete line of ALADDIN LAMPS—table and floor models. We also redeem Octagon and Luzianne coupons—full line of premiums. BUY YOUR HUNTING AND FISHING LICENSES HERE Combination $3.10 -:- State $2.10 County $1.10 A. C. Hall Hardware Co. , i WALLACE, N. C. -.5 ed; birds twittered; Nature Ailed her lungs and took on new vigor. Mrs. Durham was rocking upon the little front porch and of her the man inquired: “Where’s Betty?” “Her and Ben have gone to town.” ' Maddox scowled. “I allowed they had.” “He’s gone in to buy himself some clothes and she took the car—” , “He won’t need no more clothes than he’s got, on this job,” asserted the driller. “He is all through an’ washed up.” “What’s happened, Tiller?” “We had a row. I was a fool to put him on, in the first place but his week’s up Friday.” Mrs. Durham ceased rocking, her sallow face became more yellow. With an effort she said: “He’s a right smart hand, Tiller. I’d ruther you didn’t fire him.” “The hell you’d ruther!” Maddox exclaimed angrily. “What you got to say about it?” “Why, it’s my prop’ty, my well—” “Is it?” “You—You know what I mean. He’s smart, I tell you. Didn’t he fish that bolt?” “Sure! An’ didn’t you hire him straight off, so’s to spy on me?” “Tiileri It’s no such thing. Why should I spy on you? What you been doin’ that you need spyin’—?” “Shut up an’ listen to me. He’s fired Friday., night an’ he gets off this place the next mornin’. So that’s that! Sat urday, sometime, the powder wagon'll be here an* early Mon day the men are cornin’ to shoot the well. We got a big one; I will bet my life on that. I can tell! Why, she’s makin’ gas an’ trying her best to let go, but” —the speaker paused, then finished slowly, distinctly— “there ain’t agoin’ to be no well whatever until I’m took care of.” The widow’s colorless eyes fixed themselves hypnotically upon the swarty face of the man before her. He continued: “I wasn’t gettin’ along any too good with Betty before this feller showed up„ but since he came she won’t have nothin’ to do with me.” "I did the best I could,” Mrs. Durham declared, nervously, “but she says she won’t marry you. She goes hog wild every time I talk about it.” “ There’s ways to make a girl marry. You got to make her marry me before that well comes in, or it’s just like I said —it ain’t cornin’ in!” "Tiller!” gasped the woman. “You dassent do—anything to it. Not now!” dassent I? Who’ll stop me? You won’t. That little old bolt made a lot of trouble, didn’t it?” Well, that’s noth in’. It just shows how easy it is to—” (Continued Next Week) KENANSVILLE NEWS (Continued From Page 2) offering will be taken for S. S. Extension and Religious Edu cation. The gift will be ded icated by the Supt., Mr. L. Southerland. The pastor, Rev. F. L. Goodman, will hold the “Installation of tba new S. S. officers and teachers.” Miss Margaret Williams and her sister, Mrs. Wilbur Adams, nee Miss Ruth Williams, were i joint hostesses here in the home of their parents, on Thursday afternoon and again that night to their friends here. On Thurs day afternoon at Three o’clock three tables of bridge were in play. Mrs. L. A. Beasley made high score after several inter esting games of contract, for which she was presented a cou ple of lovely guest towels. Mrs. W. J. Pickett was presented one towell for “Consolation.” On Thursday night at eight o’clock there were five tables of players. At this time,-Mrs. P. D. 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