Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-02-13
CHAPTER ~.
"Ain't She the earnest Little Thor
ouQhbred7"


Kate galloped into the ranch plaza
around which the buildings were set,
slipped from her pony, and ran mt once
TO the telephone. Bob was on side
porch mendlng bride.
"Have you heard anything from
dadf" she cried through the open
door.
Nope he answered, hammerlng
down rlvet.
Kate called up the hotel where Ma.
loney was staying ut Saguache, but
could not get him. She asked In turn
for Mackenzie. for Yesler, for Alec
Flandrau.
While she waited for an answer, the
girl moved nervously about the room
She could not sit down or settle her.
self at anything. For some instinct
told her that Fendrick's taunt was not
lie cut out of whole cloth.
The b4l rang. Instantly she was at
the telephone. Mackenzie was at the
other end of the line.
"Oh, Uncle Mac" She had called
him uncle ever since she could remem-
ber "What is II they are saying
about dad? Tell me II isn't true" she
begged
"a pack of lees. lassle," His Scotch
idlom and accent had succumbed to
thirty years on the plains. but when
he became excited II rose triumphant
through the acquired speech of the
Southwest.
"Then is he therein Saguache. !
mean?"
moo. He's not In town."
"Where Is hel"
"Hootsl He'll just have gone some
where on business"
lie did not blum well. Through the
hearty assurance she pierced to the
note of trouble in his voice.
you're hiding something from me.
Uncle Mac. ! won't have 1t. You tell
me the truth-the whole truth"
In three sentences he sketched II for
her. and when he had finished he
knew by the sound of her voice that
she was greatly frightened.
"SoNethlng has happened to him.
4 NOiulnk w hONhs ~ oob.
Save us two rooms at the hotel"
She turned to her cousin. who was
standing big-eyed at her elbow.
what Is II. Kate2 Has anything
happened to Uncle Luck?"
She swallowed lump I'm her throat.
Dads gone. Bob. Nobody knows
where. They say-the liars-that he
robbed the w. & s. Express company"
Suddenly her face went down into
her forearm on the table and sobs be-
gan 70 rack her body. The boy, stag
gered at this preposterous charge,
could only lay his hand on her shout
der and beg her not TO cry.
"It'l be all right. Kate. Walt till
Uncle Luck comes back. He'll make
'em sick for talking about him."
His cousin nodded. choking down
her sobs. "0f course. It'll come
ont all right-as soon as he finds out
what they're saying. Saddle two
horses right away, Bob"
Sure, Wen soon find where he is,
bet YOU"
The setting sun found their Journey
less than half done. Kate was tor
tured with anxiety, Deep within her
something denied that her father could
be gone out of world so good. And
II he were alive, Curly Flandrau
would lind him-Curly and Dick be
tween them. Luck Cullison had plenty
of good friends who would not stand
by and see him Wronged
ANY theory OF his disappearance
that accepted his guilt did not occur
20 her mind for an instant. The two
had been very close TO each other
Luck had been In the habit of saying
smilingly that she was his major domo
his right bower. Some share or hi
lawless temperament she inherited
enough to feel sure that this particu
lar kind OF wrongdoing was impossible
for him, lie was reckless, sometime