The Parma herald. (Parma, Idaho) 1903-1917, 1916-11-02

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Al length lie determined 70 create
interest in All that he came across
aud 50 forget himself as much as pos
slble. lie had an opportunity now 70
see Just whit the outlaws life really
was He meant 70 force himself 70
be curious. sympathetic, clear-sighted
And be would stay there IN the valley
| until It's possibilities had been ex'
hausted or until circumstances sent
him out upon his uncertain way,
when he returned to the shack
Euchre WAS cooking dinner.
"say, Buck. I've news for you ne
said and his tone conveyed either
pride IN his possession Of such news
or pride In Duane. "Feller named
Bradley rode In this mornin'. He's
heard some about you. Told about
the ace Of spndes they put over the
bulletholes 10 tibet cowpuncher Balm
you plugged Then there was ranch
or shot nj water-hole twenty miles
south Of WellstOn. Reckon you didn't
do IN"
mo, certainly, did not" replied
Duane.
"Wal, you get the blame. It amt
nothing for feller TO be saddled with
gun.plays he never made. An Buck,
II you ever got famous, as seems like
Isl you'll be blamed for many a crime.
The border II make an outlaw an
murderer out Of you. Wal thets
enough Of thet I've more news.
You're goin to be popular"
Popular? What do you meanY
81 met Bland'4 wife this mornln'
She seen sou the other day when you
rode In. She shore wants to meet you,
an so do some of the other women
ia camp. They always want to meet
the new fellers who'ye just come In.
It's lonesome for women here, an they
ike 10 hear news from the towns
well, Euchre, | don't want to be
impolte, but I'd rather not meet any
women reioined Dune.
Il was afraid you wouldn't. Don't
blame you much. Women are hell
was hopln', though, you might talk
little to thet poor lonesome kid"
"what kdT' inquired Duane, in sur
prise,
"Dldn't I tell you about Jennle-the
girl Blund's holdin' heref"
mo. Tell me now" replied Duane,
abruptly,
oval, ! got 1t this way. Mebbe it's
straight. an mebbe II amt. Some
years ago Benson made II trip over the
river to buy mescal an other drinks.
An he run across gang of greasers
with some gringo prisoners. don't
know, but | reckon there was some
barterln, perhaps murderin'. Any
way, Benson fetched the girl back.
She was starved an scared half to
death. She hadn't been harmed.
reckon she was then about fourteen
years old. Bland seen the kid right
M aud took her-bought her from
Benson. You cnn gamble Bland didn't
10 tibet from notions of chivalry,
Kate BANDS been hard on Jennie, but
hes kept Bland an the other men
rom treating the kid shameful Late
Jennie has grown into an ALTERED
,rctty girl an Kate is powerful jeal-
rus of her. / can see hell brewtn'
,yer there in BANDS cabin. Thet's !
rhy | wish you'd come over with me.
'ou'd get TO see Jennie, an mehbe
.ou could help her. | had baby girl
nee, an II she'd lived she'd be as big
S Jennie now. an wouldn't want her
ere In Blands camp"
I'm 20, EuChre. Take me over" re-
lied Duane. He felt Euchre's eyes
pom him. The old outlaw. however,
al no more tn say.
In the afternoon Iuehre set or with
,uanc. and soon they reached BANDS
abiu. Duane remembered Il as the
ne where he had seen the pretty wO-
ian watching him ride by. Through
he open door Duane caught a glimpse
( bright Mexican blankets and rugs
Euchre Knocked upon the side Of the
oOr.
els that you, Euchrc2" asked Il girls
Dice, low, hesitatingly. The tone Of
rather deep and with note of fear,
rucS Duane.
yes, it's me, Jennie. Where's Mrs.
land2" answered EuChre.
"She went over to Degers. There's
,mehody sick, replied the girl.
Euchre turned aud whispered some
ling about luck. The snap OF the
ltlaw's eyes was added significance
Duane.
Jennie, come out or let us come in.
cre's the young man was tellin' you
lout," Euehre said. Come out,
,unie, an mebbe he'll" A
Euchre did not complete his SEN
nee. But what he said was sufficient ,
bring the girl quickly She APP ,
jared In the doorway with dowucast Il
les and a stain OF red In her white .
,eek. she had pretty, sad face >,
I'd bright hair. =
Don't be bashful, Jennie" said
lchre. "You an Duane have a
lance to talk little. Now I'll so
tch Mrs. Bland, but won't be hur- :,
In"
with that Euchre went away =,
rough the cOttonwoOds. a,
"Pm glad TO meet you, AIlss-Nuss
nule." said Duane. 'Euchre didn't u,
entlon your last name. He asked -,
e 70 come over to-"
Duane's attempt at pleasantly halted IN
ort when Jennie lifted her lashes
look at him, Some kind Of a shock ri
ent through Duane, Her gray eyes he
ere beautiful, but II had not been