Connecticut western news., 1920-03-25

ever went unhung. I mean Blackwell. Let him chew on that proposition a
 while and see what he makes of It."
 She nodded, white to the lips. Let
 us go at once, please" She called across to the corral: Manuel, saddle the pinto for me. Hurry"
 They rode together through the wind-swept sunlit land. From time to time his lazy glance embraced her, supple, graceful creature, at perfect case in the saddle. What was it about Ircttier girls he had often seen. Her features were irregular, mouth and nose too large, face q little thin. Her contour lacked the SoftneSS, the allure that in some women was an uncon- Scious invitation to cuddle. Tough as whipcofi 'sbe might be, but in her there flowed a life vital and strong; dwelt spirit brave and unconquer- able. She seemed to him as little subtle as any woman he had ever met. This directness came no doubt from living so far from feminine influences. But he had feeling that if a man once wakened her love, the instinct of sex would spring full-grown into being.
 
 Luck lay stretched full length on a bunk, his face to the roof, a wreath of smoke from his cigar travelling slow ly toward the ceiling into a filmy blue cloud which hung above him. He looked the personifcation of vigorous full-blooded manhood at ease.
 By the table, facing him squarely, sat Jose Dominguez, neatly built Mexican with snapping black eyes, a manner of pleasant suavIty and an ever-ready smile that displayed dou- ble row of shining white teeth. That smile did not for an instant deceive Luck. He knew that Jose had no grudge against him, that he was a very respectable citizen, and that he would regretfully shoot him full of holes if occasion called for so drastic a ter imitation to their acquaintance. For DomingueZ had third interest in the c. F. ranch and he was the last man In the world to sacrifice his business for sentiment. Having put the savings of a lifetime into the sheep business, he did not propose to let anybody deprive him of his profits, either legally or illegally.
 The tinkle of hoofs from the river bed in the gulch below rose through the clear air. The Mexican moved swiftly to the door and presently waved a handkerchief.
 "What gent are you wig-wagging to now?" Luck asked from the bed. ''Thought knew all you bold bad ban dits by this time. Or is it Cass back again?"
 Yes, it's Cass. There's some one with him, too. It is a woman" the Mexican discovered in apparent sur prise.
 "A woman" Luck took the cigar from his mouth in vague unease. What is he doing here with a wom- an?"
 The Mexican smiled behind his open hand. Your question anticipates mine, senor. I too ask the same"
 The sight of his daughter in the l doorway went through the cattleman | with a chilling shock. She ran for ward and with a pathetic cry of joy l threw herself upon him where he | ;toed. His hands were tied behind | linl. Only by the turn of his head 'ould he answer her caresses. There | vas d look of ineffable tenderness on ais race. for he loved her more than anything else on earth.
 MT. Fendrick brought me-" she ex- ,lained when articulate expression vas possible.
 He brought you, did he?" Luck ooked across her shoulder at his en- my, and his eyes grew hard as jade.
 Of my own free will" she added.
 T promised you n better ar"ument nan those I'd given vnu. Mss Cr'rSon S ''.''i ";''-'''2"H," "rH ;."% ,@tI
 ne cattlei.-..4 sv. I.>I .i... d !.Iua nore deadly than words. It told Fen TICK he would gladly have killed him 'here he stood. For Luck knew he 'as cornered and must yield. Neither )oningue2 nor Blackwell would con-
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 "lou've played rotten trick on me, 'endrick. l wouldn't have thought it ven of sheepman." No use you getting crazy with the eat Cullison. Your daughter asked le to bring her here, and brought er. Of course Pm not going to break " neck getting her home where she an phone Bolt or Bucky O'Connor nd have us rounded up. That ain't easonable to expect. But l aim to do hats right. We'll all have supper 'gether like sensible folks. Then ; oSe and will give you the cabin for ! le night if you'n promise not to att l 'mpt to escape. In the morning may 2 you'll see things different" C >Fendrick calculated, not without req