Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-10-23
HEART OF THE SUNSET
Dave, Aaire, Jose and Dolores Start Back for Las
Palmas in Alaire's Automobile After the
Ranger Gives Up His Hunt for Urbina
By REX BEACH


''rshaw" said he Il know cowboys
that read twice as good as l do"
your"
"Yea'm."
'Whereg' The man hesltated, at.yvhieh
she insisted where"
lave reluctantly turned upon her pair
OF eyes In the depths OF which there lurked
the faintcst twinkle Cornell" said he.
Alairc gaspcd After a while she re-
marked. stiffy. You have a peculiar sense
Of humor"
Now don't he offended" he begged her.
I'm good deal like a chameleon; un-
consciously change my color 60 suit my
that YOU took me for one thing. and since
take"
Why did YOU let me sond you those
silly books7 Now that YOU have begun 20
tell tho truth. keep IL up How many OF
them had you read9"
lately"
How disagroeable OF YOU TO nut II that
way Tho car leaped forward as IL
| spWred by Alaire's modification. II won
uered how YOU knew about the French
revolution. That Bastilly was some Gala
ooose, wasn't it, She quoted his own words
laugh at my expense7"
mol! gravely denied the man
ihey had come TO an arroyo containing
considerable stream OF muddy water. and
Law was forced 10 get out TO plug the
carburetor and stop the oil intakes 10 the
crank case This done, AlaIre ran tho
machine through on the self-starter. When
Joses Carambas, :" and polores's sbrieks
mad subsidized. and they were again under
way, MRS. Austin. II seemed, had regained
her good humor
You will receive no more OF my favorIte
authors, she told Dave, spitefully. "IlI
Keep them 20 read myself
| You Ike knights and--chivalry and sucr
| things. don't your
| Chivalry. yes In the days when he
mances" '''So to
Don't you still believe In chlvairy?"
| Nalre turned her eyes upon the oties-
TONER r and there were no girlish Illusions I'm
curl OF her lip, '"''''
| 'Why-yos"N
| =, she shook her head, men have changed
noWedays they are all selfish and sordld
,s putI shouldn't generalize for I'm a no
| 'o.lous nan-hator, you know"
| II seems 10 me that women are t,s, as
sen selfish ~, az men--perhaps more so-in ali
but lttlc things" "'
our definitions OF little things NAV
ulier' What do you call big thing?"
Love That's the biggest thing I'm the
"or'u' Law responded. promptly.
| ,htrt '~e's ~ 10 DC so considered. SO you
thlnk women are selfish in loveS" He
nodded, whereupon she eyed b,n, .ol,,e
| htNely. Let us see. You are a manEbo,,,
| loved?" woman you
The limit I"
Mrs Austin frowned at this lIght-seem-
wo,, s .,.n.',s snswsr suppose you mean that
you u,would make any sacrlfceY"
| Yes; that's H."
Would you give up the wo,,ar A..u.,,
you considered Il your dutyYs
| , NO There couldn't be any dut,, htgh.r
@ ulan Iove 20 my way OF thinking But Won
s'ou,uh "n M take me as n specimen. I'm moi
good representative of my sex."
II think you are a very good ono 4" Ai.t.o
salu' quietly and Dave realized that no
hattery was intended. Although he va
willing TO talk further on this subject Mr.
nnus.n gave MN no opportunity OF airing
nus views Love. II appeared was n tbin,,
she dld not care 10 discuss with him on
their roofing OF semi-intimacy.
| Despite the rough roads, they made fair
| time. and the miles of cactus and scratvn,,
brush rolled swiftly past Occasionally a
lazy JACK RABBIT ambled out OF his roadside
covert and watched them from a safe ais
lance now and then a spotted road runner
| raced along the dusty ruts ahead of them
The morning sun swung higher. and by mid
day the metal Of the automobile had be-
come as hot as "A frying pan. They stoned
at various goat ranches to inquire about
Adolfo Urbina, and at noon halted beslde
n watercourse for lunch
Dave was refilling the radiator when he
overhead Jose In conversation with Mrs
| Austin. g
Nowhere a trace !" the horse breaker was
saying. NO one has seen him. Poor Rosa
Morales VIII die of n broken heart"
Alalre explained TO her guest; Jose Is
worried about his cousin Panfilo. 1t seems
he has disappeared"
"Sol You are Panhlos cousn?" Dave
eyed the Mexican With nav interest.
"Sil"
"You remember the man?" Alaire went
on HE was with that fellow you arrested
| at the water hole"
"Oh yes. l remember him." with steady
| fingers Dave shook some tobacco into a
cigarette paper. He fo.t Alaire's eyes upon
him, and they were eloquent OF inquiry. but
he did not meet them.
Jose frowned. NO one at Ia Feria has
seen him. and In Pueblo there was not a
word. II is strange"