The Lamar register., 1920-04-28
SYNOPSIS.

ter from an old friend, Jim Westcott
Deciding TO go. he employs a lawyer.
Patrick Enright. to draw up a will leav-
Ing most OF his estate TO charity. with
mere pittance TO John Cavendish, his
nephew and only relative. a dissolute
youth. That night Frederick Cavendish
being found. John Cavendish inherits the
sstAte.
CHAPTER 1.-two months later En-
right informs John Cavendish OF the
istence of the will. and offers. for $4,000
to say nothing of IL. 1ohn agrees. Stella
Frederick csvsndish.s w vale, learns .saa he IRON
not satisfied the body found was that of
his employer. She is directed by Far
riss. city editor. of the Star. to follow up
CHAPTER III.-Stella learns of the
a ciil EIrisht had d. drawn up. also Q, John
Rue. chorus girl. and that Enright is a
friend of the La Rue girl A conversa-
ton Stella overhears between Celeste and
John Cavendish convinces her Frederick
Cavendish Is alive. the victim OF a con-
spiracy engineered by Enright to secure
his fortune. and that Celeste knows where
he 10 hidden. Ned Beaton. notorious gun
man, is also mentioned. Celeste is about
to leave for Haskell. Colorado. and Stella
is ordered by Farriss TO proceed there at
once.
CHAPTER Wat Haskell Stella. rep
makes the acquaintance of Jim westcott.
Frederick Cavendish's old partner. West
cott ressnts the interest taken in Stella
by Beaton. whom he knows only as a
Waiting New Yorker. and worsts him in
q hstic encounter.
westcott's knowledge of the class
alone brought to him the mans pur-
pose. Beaton's hand was in the pocket
Of his coat. and. as he turned. appar-
emily to leave the room. the cloth
bulged. With one leap forward the
miner was at his throat. There was
report, fash Of flame, the speeding
bullet striking the stove. and the next
Instant Beaton. his hand still helpless
ly imprisoned within the coat pocket,
was hurled back across n card table,
the players scattering to get out of the
way. All the pent-up dislike in West
colts heart found expression in ac-
ton; the despicable trick wrought him
to sudden fury, yet even then there
came to him no thought of killing the
fellow, no memory even of the loaded
gun at his hip. He wanted to choke
him, strike him with his hands.
You dirty coward" he muttered
hercely. 80 you thought the pocket
trick was new one out here, did your
Come. give the gun up, Oh so there
is some fight left In your Then let's
settle It here"
II was n struggle between two big.
strong men-the one desperate, un-
scrupulous. brutal; the other angry
enough. but retaining self-control
They crashed onto the floor, Westcott
still retaining the advantage of posi-
ton. and twice he struck, driving his
clenched fist home. Suddenly he be-
came aware that some one had jerked
his revolver from its holster and, al
most at the same instant hard hand
gripped the neck-band OF his shirt and
tore him loose from Beaton.
Here now-enough of that. Jim."
said voice sternly. and his hands
arose instinctively as he recognized
the CLEAN OF two drawn weapons
fronting .him. Help Beaton up. Joe.
Now. look yere. Mr.. Bully westcott,"
and the speaker shook his gun threat
eningly. "As 1t happens, you have
jumped on a friend o. ours. an we
naturally propose to take hand in
this game-you know mel"
Westcott nodded, an unpleasant
smile on his lips.
81 do. Lacy" he said coolly, "and
that II there is any dirty work going
on in this camp 1t is quite probable
you and your gang are In 1t. Now lis
ten; you've got me covered, and that
is my gun which Moore has in his
hand. I cannot fight you alone and
unarmed; but can talk yet"
81 reckon yer can. If that's goin' ter
do yer eny good"
$50 the La Rosita Mining company
is about to be revived. is it2 Eastern
capital becoming interested. I've
heard rumors of that for week past.
What's the Idea? Struck anything?"
Lacy, long, rangy fellow, with a
heavy mustache, and a scar over one
eye, partially concealed by his hat
brim, grinned at the others as though
at a good Joke.
NO. nuthin' particular as yet" he
answered; "but you hev', an l reckon
thet's Just about as good. Tryin' ter
keep 1t dark. wasn't yer? Never even
thought we'd caught on"