The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1916-06-01
CHAPTER [.

So it was in him, en- inheritet
fighting instinct. a driving intensity t.
kill. He was the last of the Duanes
that old lighting stock of Texas. Blu
not the memory of his dead father, no
h pleading of his soft voiced mother
nor the warning of this uncle wht
stood before him now, had brought t.
Buck Duane SO much realization o.
the dark passionate strain in his BLOOD
1t was the recurrence, Il hundredfolC
increased in power, of a strange emo
tion that for the last three years hac
arisen in him.
Yes. Cal Bain's in town. full OF
bad whisky an huntin' for YOU re-
peated the elder man. gravely.
It's the second time" muttered
Duane. as if to himself.
Son, you can't avoid a meetin'.
Leave town till Cal sobers up. He
amt got it in for you when he's not
%drinkin'."
But what's he want me for?' de-
manded Duane. TO insult me again!
] won't stand that twice"
He's got a fever that's rampant in
Texas these days, my boy. He wants
gun-play. If he meets you he'll try to
kill YOU
Here it stirred in Duane again, that
bursting gush of blood, like a wine Of
flame shaking all his inner being, and
subsloins 10 leave nm
chilled.
xiii me! What for%' he asked.
Lore knows there amt any reason.
But what's that to do with most of
the shootin' these days? Didn't five
cowboys over to Everalls kill one an
other dead all because they got to
1erkln. at a quirt among themselves?
An Cal mas no reason to love you.
his gil was sweet on you"
QUIT when found out she was
his GIRL
! reckon she amt quit. But never
mind her or reasons Calls here, just
drunk enough to be ugly. He's achin'
to XII somebody. He's n OF them
loursiiusn gun-llgnters Fled like to
pc thought BAD. There's a lot of wild
VINO re ambitious for a rep
utation. lhey talk about how quick
they are on the draw. They p Bland
an hlng Fisher an Hardin an all the
plg outiaWs. Ihey make threats about
joinin' the gangs along the Rio Grande.
They laugh at the sheriffs an brag
ABOUT now they'd fix the rangers. Calls
sure not much for you to bother with,
~ you ON keel out OF his way
mean for me to rum" asked
duane, IN scorn.
! reckon wouldn't put 1t that way.
Just aVoll MIN. Suck, I'm not afraid
'cai would get you II O met down
there N town. You've your fathers
eye an, his slick hand with a gun.
what I'm most afraid of is that you'll
MI iaalIi.
duane was silent, letting his u%ncle's
earnest words sink in, trying to realize
theil slgnllleaIce
= texas ever from that
war an kills off these outlaws.
why; a yanng man will have a look
OUT, Went on the uncle. Your IS
an. = poWerful sight of q fine fell
ussi.ih your temper. foufve n
nance IN Ire. But II you &c gun
IgItin, i You XIII q man. you're
Iulned. lhen you'll Kill another. It'll
De tne same old story. An the e
would make you an outlaw. The rang
mean law an order for Texas.
lnis even- break business doesn't work
with them. II you resispvarrest they'll
XII you. II you submit to arrest, then
go to jail, an mehe you hang.
q never hang,' muttered Duane,
uarkiy.
y reckon You Wouldn't replied the
PIG man. be like your father.
was ever ready to draw-too ready.
tines IKE these, with the Texas
enIorcln. the law, you Dad
son. In afraid you've a chip off
re oiu DiocK. Can't you mold in-keep
your tempsr-run away from troubleo
me worst Of 1t in the end. Your father
killed IN a street fight. AN it was
t ti q MN tnat ne shot twice after a
laau passeu his heart.
g Re able to do that. If you have any
Y blood IN You. never give it d
chance"
E%ss nat you say Is all very we'll,