Semi-weekly herald., 1911-04-17

an eye-''and you federal authority to
do what we can to bring these men to
their punishment Better reconsider
I'm speaking now as citizen as well
as "A reporter"
There was much truth In what he
said. but Cavanagh refused to go fur
ther In the matter until he had con-
suited with Redaeld.
Very we'll" replied Hartley. That's
settled BY the way, who is your pa
tientT'
Eloquently. concisely. Ross told the
story. Just poor old mounted hobo,
a survival of the cowboy west" he
said, but he had the heart of hero
In him. and I'm doing my best to save
him"
Keep him In the dark-that's the
latest theory-or under red light.
White light brings out the ulcers"
HE hates darkness. That's one red
son why I've opened the doors and
windows"
"All wrong. According to Finsen,
he wouldn't pit In the dark. However,
1t doesn't matter on cowboy. You've
great story yourself. There's fine
situation here. which I'll play up II
you don't object"
Cavanagh smiled. would my OBJ
lection have any weights"
The reporter laughed. Not much.
I've got to carry back some sort of
game. We'll. so long. | must hit the
trail over the hill"
Cavanagh 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 u 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. "Helo" said he. Il wonder
what this pretty maiden means"
And. dropping his bride rein again.
he walked down to the bridge.
Swenson interposed Ills tall figure.
what do you wantf' he asked blunt
ly. "You don't want to get too close.
You've been talking to the ranger"
Hartley studied him coolly Are yon
ranger tooT'
mo, only guard"
"Why are you leaving Cavanagh to
play 1t alone in there?'
Lee explained. He won't let any
OF us come near him"
"Quite right" retorted Hartley
promptly. They say smallpox has
lost Its terrors, but when you're eight
hours hard trail from II doctor or II
hospital it's still what I'd call for
midable enemy. However. Cavanagh's $
immune, SO he says"
1--WE don't know that" Lee said,
and her hands came together In a
spasm Of fear. Are you doctorT'
mo; 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 I'm out here
ricochetting over the hills But who
are you, may ask? You look like the
rose Of Sharon"
MY name Is Lee Wetherford," she
answered, with childish directness. for
there was something compelling I'm the
mans voice and eyes. "And this is
NY iuOtueT. sue luuicHteu lSlLe, W0o
was approaching.
"You are not out here for your
health" he stated, rather thoughtful
~. How happens 1t you're herey'
II was born herein the Fork"
His face remained exprcssionless.
II don't believe 1t. Can such maidens
come out Of Roaring Fork? Nit. But
n nrnff WI
doing up here In this wildernessr"
Lie took part In the conversation.
Another inspector" she asked as she
numbered up.
'That's me-" he replied-"Sherlock
Holmes, Vidocq. all rolled into one"
"My mother" again volunteered Lee.
Hartley's eyes expressed incrcdulity.
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 heref Are
you related 10 one OF these rangersi"
Lie resented this. You're asking n
good many questions, Mr.. Man"
"That's my trade" was the un-
abashed reply, land I'm not so old but
that can rise to romantic situa-
ton" Thereupon lie dropped all di-
rect Interrogation and with an air of
candor told the story of his mission.
Lie, entirely sympathetic. invited him
to lunch. and he was soon in posses
sion Of their story, even to the tender
relationship between Lee Virginia and
the plague besieged forest ranger.
"Were not 80 nightly disiDterest-
ed" he said, referring to his paper
'"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 the fruit and
alfalfa grower, because 1t 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 cattlemen I'd be
very slow about helping to build up
any system that would make me pay
for my grass. As 1t is. I'm commits
stoned to make 1t hot for the ranch
ers that killed those dagoes, and I'm
going to do 1t. II this country had
man like Cavanagh for sheriff we'd
have the murlerers In two days. He
kunwa who tho hutchars arc and IA