Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1911-02-19

him"
Keep him in the darI-thats the
latest theory or under red light
White light brings out the ulcers
"IIe hates darkness. Thnts one rco-
son why I've opened the doors and
windows"
"All wrong According TO Flnsen,
he wouldn't pit in the dark. However
II doesn't matter on cowboy, You've
a great story yourself. There's a fine
situation here, which III play up II
you don't object
Cayanagh smiled "WouId my oh.
lection have any wcightY
The reporter laughed, mot much.
rve-got to carry back some sort Of
game. Well, so long, l must hit the
trail over the hill"
Cuvanagh made civil answer and re-
turned to his patient more than half
convinced that Hartley was right.
The power Of the press might prove
to be very real force IN this pursuit
As the journalist was about TO
mount his horse he discovered Lee
Virginia on the other side Of the
creek. "Hello!" said he. 81 wonder
what this pretty maiden means
And, dropping his bride rein again,
he walked down TO the bridge.
sweuson iuterposed his tall figure.
"What do you wantT' he asked blunt
ly you don't want TO get too close.
You've been talking 10 the ranger"
Hartley studied him coolly. Are you
a ranger too|
"No, only guard"
"Why are you leaving Cayanagh to
play 1t alone in there|
Lee explained. He won't let any
Of us come near him"
"Quite right" retorted Hartley
promptly. "rhey say smallpox has
lost its terrors, but when you're eight
hours hard trail from a doctor or
hospital It's stlll what I'd call a for
midable enemy, However, Cavanaghs
immune. so he says"
Eve don't know that" Lee said.
and her hands came together In n
spasm of fear. Are you n doctorf"
"No; I'm only newspaper man, but
I've had lot Of experience with
plaques of all sorts-had the yellow
fever In Porto Rico and the typhoid In
South Africa; that's why Pm out here
ricochetting over the hills. But who
are you, may ask2 You look like the
rose Of Sharon"
my name is Lee WetherforG,' she
answered, with childish dlrectness, for
there was something compelling In the
mans voice and eyes. And this is
my mother" She indicated Lie, who
was approaching,
"You are not out here for your
health" he stated, rather thoughtful-
ly. "How happens II you're here"
81 was born herein the Fork"
His face remained eXpresslonlcss.
81 don't believe It. Can such maidcns
come out OF Ronring Fork2 Mt! But
don't mean that What are YOU
doing up here In this wIldernessT
Lite took a part In the conversation
Another Inspector she asked as she
numbered up.
"Thats me-" he replied-"Sherlock
Holmes, Vidocq, all rolled into one
"My MOTHER" again volunteered Lee
Hartloy's eyes expressed lucredulity,
but he did not put his feelings into
words, for he perceived in Lie type
with which he was entirely familiar
one to be handled with care, What
are you two women doing here3 Are
you related to one Of these rangersT
Lie resented this. you're asking Il
good many questions, Mr., Man.
"rhats my trade" was tho un'
abashed reply, "and Pm not 30 old but
that | can rise TO Il romantic silua.
ton" Thereupon he dropped all di'
rect Interrogation and with an air Of
candor told the story Of his mission
Llze entirely sympathetic, invited him
to lunch, aud he was soon IN posses
sion Of their story, even TO the tender
relationship between Lee Virginia and
the plague beseged forest ranger.
Were not so nightly dlsinterest.
ed" he said, referring to his piper
1.-THE Roundup represents the new
west in part, but to US the new west
means opportunity to loot water sites
and pile up unearned increment Oh,
yes, we're on the side OF tho fruit and
alfalfa grower, because II pays. II the
boss OF my paper happened to be In
the sheep business, as Senator Blank
white Is, we would sing a different
tune, or II were congressman rep.
resentlng district Of cattlomen I'd be
very slow about helping TO build up
any system that would make me pay
for my grass, AS It is, I'm commits.
stoned TO make Il hot for the ranch.
ers that killed those dagoes, and I'm