The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-07-29
BY b. N. Bower.

Copyright. 1919, by Little, Brown
& Co.

CONTINUED from our last issue.
"Youshot-"
"Baumberger. I said it."
"You'll hang for that" Stan
10y stated impersonally. without
moving.
Good Indian smiled, but 1t only
made his face more ominous.
"Well, they can't hang a man
more than once. I'll see this
ranch cleaned up while I'm about
1t. I'd just as soon." he added
composedly, "be hanged for nine
men as for one."
Stanley sat on his launches
and regarded him unwinkingly
for So long that Phoebe's nerves
took a panic and she drew Evad-
M away from the place.
81 believe, by heck, you
would" said Stanley at last.
How'd you find out Baumberger
was back uh this deal?" he asked
curiously. y
Good Indians shoulders went
up a little.
81 knew, and that's sufficient.
The dead line is down past the
Point o. Rocks. After shutdown
this ranch is going to hold the
Harris and their friends-and no
one else. Tell that to your pals,
unless you've got grudge against
them"
Stanley watched Good Indian
turn his back and walk away.
Miss George stood where she was
until she saw that Stanley did not
intend to shoot Good Indian in
the back, as he might have done
easily enough, and followed so
quickly that she soon came up
with him.
Good Indian turned at the
rustling of the skirts immediate
ly behind him, and looked down
at her somberly. Then she caught
sight of something she was car
rying in her hand, and he gave a
short laugh.
what are you doing with that
thing he asked peremptorily.
Miss George blushed very red,
and slid the thing into her pocket.
"Well, every little helps" she
retorted, with a miserable attempt
at her old breeziness of manner.
IL thought for a minute I'd have
to shoot that man Stanley-when
you turned your hack on him."
Good Indian stopped. looked at
her auesrly, and went on again
without saying a word.
CHAPTER y.
"Vvhen the Sun Goes Away"
"I WISH" said Phoebe, putting
her two hands on Miss Georges
shoulders at the gate and looking
up at her with haggard eyes,
you'd see what you can do with
'vadnie. The poor child's near
crazy; she aims used to seeing
such things happen"
"Where is she?" Good Indian
asked tersely, and was answered
Immediately by the sound of sob
bling on the east porch. The three
went together, but 1t was Grant
who reached here first.
"Don't cry, Goldilocks," he
said tenderly, bending over her.
TITS all right now. There isn't
going to be any more"
"Oh! Don't touch mel" She
sprang up and backed from him,
horror plain in her wide eyes.
make him keep away, Aunt
Phoebe."
Good Indian Strengthened, and
stood perfectly still, looking at
her in stunned, incredulous
way.
Chicken, don't be silly!" Miss
Georges sane tones were like a
breath of clean air. You've simp-
ly gone all to pieces. know
what nerves can do to a woman
I've had 'em myself. Grant isn't
going to bite you and you're not
afraid Of him. You're proud of
him. and you know it. He's acted
the man. ehicken-the man We
knew he was, all along. So pull
yourself together, and let's not
have any nonsense"
"He-killed a man, saw him
do 1t. And he's going to kill some
more. I might have known he was
like that. Only he can be SO nice
when he wants to be-and I for
got about the Indian in him-and
then he killed Mr.. Baumberger,
He's lying out there now. I'd
rather die than let him"
Miss George clapped hand
over her mouth, and stopped her.
Also she gripped her by the shout
der Indignantly.
'Vadna Ramsey, I'm ashamed
OF you!" she cried furiously. For
Heavens sake, Grant, go on off
somewhere and wait till she set
ties down. She doesn't know
what she's saying-if she did, she
wouldn't be saying it, You go on,
and let me handle her alone"
She pushed Evadna before her
into the kitchen, waited until
Phoebe had followed, and then
cloa'ed the door gently and de-
oisively upon Grant.
WED better take her to her