New Britain herald., 1921-08-09
(Continued from Yesterdays Herald.

(continued from Yesterdays Herald.)
 Jim Wilder, a. cowboy who is not too popular on the range. thinking that Jeremiah Lambert, peddler, who rode into camp on bicycle, was a green tenderfoot, offered him his own horse, which was somewhat of an outlaw, if he could ride it. Lam bert, who formerly broke range horses for a living at the Chicago stock yards, rode the animal without difd- culty, whereupon Wilder, who was only bluf11ng, attempted to take back his horse. In the fight which ensued, Lambert is cut, but not seriously, with a knife yielded by Wilder. The lat ter's knife is taken from him by a cowboy named Spence, who in turn is shot by Wilder, who fees from camp. Lambert gave chase, returning at dusk leading Wilder's horse. There vas blood on the empty saddle.
 Lambert, now known as The Duke of Chimney Butte,'' makes new rec ord in the little town by racing his horse against the flyer, overriding the train long enough to receive a hand kerchief tossed him from the obser- | l Later he starts out in search of the girl of the handkerchief. in company with a cowboy named Taterleg.
 The men arrive in Glendora, where The Duke expects to find that Miss | Vesta Philbrook. whose father had died a few weeks before is the girl of the handkerchief. They find Miss VeSta is not the girl they are seeking but are in time to come to her rescue as, she is attacked by two strangers
 Did you see that?" Taterleg start ed his horse forward in jump as he spoke, refining up stiffly at Lam bert's side. "One of them fellers pulled his gun on that old nigger- did you see him, Duke?"
 'Ye-es, saw him." said the Duke speculatively.
 E Knocked him nat!" Taterleg set off in a gallop as he spoke, the Duke tight after him. soon ahead of him, l old Whetstone a yellow streak across the-mess.
 ) It wasn't his quarrel, but nobody could come flashing gun in the face } of a lady when he was around. The gate at which the two horsemen were disputing the way with the girl and her old black helper was hundred yards or more beyond the one a, which Taterleg and the Duke had stopped a little while before.
 As. the Duke bent to open this first
 gate he saw that the girl had dis.
 mounted and was bending over the
 old negro, who was lying stretched or
 the ground.
 
 proach one of the men leaped into
 his saddle. The two trespassers sa,
 sowing inside the gate, watching
 him closely for the first hostile sign Vesta Philbrook was trying to hell
 the old negro to his feet. n These men cut my fence; they're r trespassing on me, trying to defy ant a humilitate me because they know Tn n alone!' she said;
 g Where do you fellers think you're :. goin'?" he asked, following the speecl - of the range.
 # We're goin' where we started t, e go,". the man who had dismountet II replied. glaring at Lambert with al
 insulting sheer.
 a You'll have to get permission iron u this lady before you go throug]
 here," Lambert told him calmly.
 I've been cuttin' this purity littl
 fence for ten years, and I'll kee] e on cuttin' it and goin' through when 6 ever I feel like it. I don't have t ,x git no woman's permission, and n Il mans, neither, to go where I wan g to go, kid"
 IS The man dropped his hand to hi " revolver as he spoke the last wor
 with a twisting of the lip, a showin of his scorbutic teeth, a sheer tha e was at once an insult and a goad. Tn 'r next moment he was straining hi y arms above his head as If trying ,e pull them out of their sockets, an Q. his companion was displaying himse y in like manner, Lambert's gun draw S- on them, Taterleg coming in delibel ps ately second or two behind. Fe Keep them right there" was tt ie Dukes caution. jerking his head { e- Taterleg in the manner of a sign ae understood.
 1s Pile off, Taterleg ordered. T, They obeyed, wrathful but impt lo tent. Tater1eg sat by, chewing gur O. calm and steady as if the thing Ina 1T been rehearsed a hundred times. TT re Duke pointed to the old negro's ha le Pick it up," he ordered the younl ne CT man; ''dust it off and give it a. him."
 'y The fellow did as directed, wit ad evil r..o Ca ,+ h,-. .;- h,.t, -,a
 just as the Duke intended it shou . hurt. Lambert nodded to the ma ,r who had knocked the old fellow dow >A with blow of his heavy revolver. Dust off his clothes" he said.
 I'll die before I'll do it." u 'on rancher declared with curse. o'i Have you got some wire and toe
 around here handy. Miss Philbrook
 Lambert inquired. These men a going to do little fence fixin' tn = morning for a change It was a remarkable procession f il the Bad Lands that net out from u
 cross-line fence a few minutes late
 the two free rangers starting .und