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ALIAS SUMMONS

IN THE DISTRICT COURT OF THE
SEVENTH JUDICIAL DISTRICT
OF THE STATE OF MONTANA,
4 / IN AND FOR THE COUNTY OF
} INCOME.
E. j LANDER &. COMPANY, cor
poration,
-,.f. Plaintiff
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Plaintiff,

ALICE M. LAWRENCE, also known
as MRS. MAX DOWMONDS, and
ALICE M. DOWMONDS, F. C. MAS
SAR, administrator of the Estate or
GEORGE HENRY LAWRENCE, de-
ceased, JOHN LAWRENCE AND JO-
SEPHINE LAWRENCE,
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FANNIE LAWRENCE AND FRANK
w. LAWRENCE, her husband, and
NORA LEHMAN,
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PATH, 1912.
OF Circle Banner published weekly
at Circle, Montana for October LIST,
1922.
State of Montana,
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ElmIra ma gone in and the rtast was
clear, 1t wouldn't come TO his lips.
ut seems strange" he said 10
come here only last nlght-and tneh
to be leaving again."
IT seemed to his astonished gaze
that her lips trembled ever 80 slightly.
awe have been waiting for each other
a long time, Bwovaboo." she replied:
She spoke rather low. not looking
straight at him. "And hate to nave
YOU 60 away so soon."
"But I'll be back-in few days.
"You don't know. No one ever
knows when they start out In these
mountains. Promise me, Bruce-to
keep watch every minute. Remember
there's nothing-nothing- simon
won't stoop to do. He's like wolf.
He has no rules of fighting. He'd Just
as soon strike from ambush. How 40
I know that you'll ever come back
agaTn?" ,
"But ! WILL" He smiled at her. and
his eyes dropped from hers to her lips.
He reached out and took her hand.
"Good-by. Linda" he said, smiling:
She smiled in reply, and her OLD
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cheer seemed to return to her. Good
by, Bwovnboo. Be careful"
I'll be careful. And this reminds
me OF something"
"Whnt:"
"That for all the time I've been
uwny-and for all the time I'm going
to be awny now-I haven't done any
thing more-well. more intimate
than shake your hand"
Her answer was 70 pout out her lips
In the most natural way in the world.
Bruce was usually deliberate In his
motions: but all at once his delibera-
tion fell away from him. There
seemed to be no interlude Of time be-
tween one position and another. His
arms went about her. and he kissed
her gently on the lips.
But 1t was not at all rs they expect
ed. Because Linda had not known
many kisses. this little caress beneath
the pine went very straight home in.
deed to them both. They fell apart,
both of them suddenly sobered. The
girls eyes were tender and lustrous,
but startled too.
"Good-by. Linda" he told her.
"Good-by, ,Bwovaboo," she answered.
He turned up the trail past the pine.
He did not know that she stood
watching him a long time, her hands
clasped over her breast.
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cAuthor Of
''Ihe Toice of the Pack"

day and the night, and you can imag-
Inc them denying man's superiority
Just as long as possible.
OF course the saying is ridiculous II
applied to cities or perhaps even to
the level, cleared lands Of the Middle
West. The reason Is simply that the
wild life is practically gone from
these places. But few places remain
In America where the reign Of the
wild creatures. during the night hours
ut least, is still supreme. And Trails
End Is one Of them.
Bruce dressed slowly. He wouldn't
waken the two women that slept In
the next room, he thought. He crept
slowly out into the gray dawn. He
made straight for the great pine that
stood a short distance from the house.
For reasons Unknown to him. the pine
had come often into his dreams. He
had thought that its limbs rubbed to-
gether Rnd made words-but Of the
words themselves he had hardly
caught the meaning. There wns some
high message In them, however; and
the dream had left him with vague
curiosity. an unexplainab!e desire to
see the forest monarch In the day.
light.
He found to his delight that the
tree was even more impressive In the
vivid morning light than 1t had been
at night. He was constantly awed
by the size Of It. He guessed its cir
cumference as about twenty-five feet.
The great lower limbs were them:
selves like massive tree trunks. Its
top surpassed by fifty feet any pine
In the vicinity.
He felt stilled and calmed. Such
was its influence And he turned with
a start when he saw Linda In the door
way.
"I've been talking to the pine-all
the morning." he told her.
"But 1t won't talk to you" she an
swercd.' at talks only to the stars"
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CHAPTER XIII

Miles farther than Linda's cabin,
clear beyond the end Of the trail that
Duncan took. past even the highest
ridge Of Trails End and In the region
where the little rivers that run Into
the Cmpqua have their starting place,
Is certain land Of Used to Be. It
Isn't land Of the Present Time at all,
1t Is place that has never grown old.
When man passes the last outpost
of civilization, and the shadows Of the
unbroken woods drop over him, he Is
likely to forget that the year Is nine
teen hundred and twenty, and that
the day before yesterday he had seen
IN airplane passing over his house.
The world seems to have kicked of
us housand-thOusand years as a
warm man mt night kicks off covers :.
nnd all things are just as they used
to be. 1t is the Young World-a
world Of beasts rather than men a
world where the hand of man has not
yet been felt.
On this particular early-September
day, the age-old drama OF the wilder.
ness was In progress. It was a drama
OF untamed passions and bloodshed.
strife and carnage and lust and rnp.
Inc; and 1t didn't, unfortunately. have
particularly happy ending. The
players were beasts, not men. The
only human being anywhere In the
nenr vicinity was the old TRAINER
Hudson, following down his trap line
on the creek margin on the way IN
his camp. 1t is true that two other
men, with rather astounding sIm,.
larity Of purpose. were Mt present com.
ing down two Of the long trails TINT
led to the region; but us vet toe
drnmn wns hidden from their ewes
One Of the two was Bruce. coming
from Lindn's cabin. One was Dave
turner. approaching from the djrec.
ton OF the Ross estates. Turner was
much the nearer. Curiously, both had
business with the trapper Hudson.
The action Of the play was calm a,
first. Mostly the forest creature,
were still in their afternoon sleen
The does and their little snottad
fawns were sleeping: the blacktail
deer had not yet sougfie, the feedina
grounds on the ridges. Z The coues,
yawned In his lair. the Soff :d6xed r.
bis covert even the poliia;peopls lay
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cHAPTERX

When the second hand Of the watch
in his pocket had made one more cir
cult. both Bruce and Linda found
themselves upon their feet. The ten
sion hnd broken at last. Her emotion
had been curbed too long. It broke
from her In a flood.
She seized his hands. and he started
At their touch. 'Don't you under.
stand7" she cried. "You-you-you
are Folger's son. You are the boy
that crept out-under this very tree
to find him dead. All my life Elmira
and have prayed for you to come
And what are you going to dot"
Her face was drawn in the white
light Of the moon. For an instant he
seemed dazed.
"Doi" he repeated. II don't know
what I'm going TO do"
"You dOnti" she cried, in Infinite
scosn. "Are you Just clayf Aren't
you q manf Haven't you got arms to
strife with and eyes to see along a
rife barreif Are you a coward-and
q weakiing: one Of your mothers
bleed, to run awayi Haven't you any
thins to avenge7 thought you were
q 'neqntniA man-that all your years
in cities couldn't take that quality
sway from youi Haven't you any
answee1. ~
He locked up. ., strange light grow
NJ On his fAeA sYou mean-kill-
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"What else7 To kill-never to stop
killing-one after another, until they
are gonei Till Simon Turner and the
whole Turner clan have paid the debts
they owe"
Bruce recoiled as II from a blow.
'-Turner1 Did you say Turner7' he
asked hoarsely.
"Yes. That's the clans name.
thought you knew"
Bruce understood now his unpro-
voked attack on the little boy when
he had been taken from the orphan
age on trial. The boy had been named
Turner. and the name had been enough
to recall great and terrible hatred
that he had learned In earliest baby
hood. The name now recalled 1t again ;
the truth stood clear at last. 1t wns
the key to all the mystery Of his life !:
1t stirred him more than all of Linda g
words. In an instant all the tragedy
Of his bnbyhOOd was recnlled-the
hushed talk between his parents. the
oaths. the flames In their eyes. and
finally the body he had found lying
80 still beneath the pines. 1t was
always the Turner's. the dread name
that had filed his baby days with
horror. He hadn't understood then.
1t had been blind hatred-hatred with
out understanding or self-analysis.
As she watched, his mountain blood
mounted to the ascendency. A strnnge
transformation came over him. The
gentleness that he had acquired In his
years of city life began to fall away
from him. The mountains were claim.
Ing lin again.
His voice was cold and hard when
he spoke.
"Then you and I are no relation
whatever"
"None."
"But we fight the same fight now"
"Yes. Until we both win-or both
die"
Before he could speak again, a
strange answer came out of the dark
ness. mot two Of you." croaking
old voice told him. 1t rose. shrill and
cracked, from the shadows beyond
the fire. They turned. and the moon
light showed bent old figure hob
bling toward them.
It was old Elmira. her cane tapping
along in front of her: and something
thnt caught the moonlight lay In the
hollow Of her left arm. Her eyes still
glowed under the grlzzled brows
"Not two. but three" she corrected.
In the hollow voice Of uncounted
years. In the magic Of the moonlight
II seemed quite fitting to both of them
that she should have come. She was
one Of the triumvirate: they wondered
why they had not missed her before.
It was farther than she had walked
In years, but her spirit had kept her
up.
She put the glittering object thnt
she carried into Bruce's hands. It
was rifie-a repeating breech-loader
Of famous make and model Of
thirty years before. 1t was such a
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CHAPTER lx-continusd.

"WithIn q few more weeks they
win have heen in possession of the
land for a full twenty years. Through
some legal twist don't understand,
II q man pays taxes and has undis-
puted possession Of land for that
length Of time, his title is secure.
They failed to win me over. but 1t
looks m II they had won. anyway.
The oriy way that they can be defeat
ed now is for that secret agreement
between my father and Folger-to re-
appear. And I've long ago given up
all hope Of that.
There is no court session between
now and October thirtieth-when
their twenty years Of undlsputed pos
session Ii eliminated. There seems
to be no chance to contest them-to
make them bring that forged deed into
the light before that time. We've lost,
after ell. And only one thing re-
nalns."
He looked up to f,nd her eyes full
upon him. He had never seen such
eyea They seemed to have sunk 80
deep into the flesh about them that
snly lurid sllts remained. 1t was not that
her lids were partly down. Rather
II was because the hesh.sacks beneath
them had become charged with her
pounding blood. The fires glow was
IN them and cast a strange glamor
upon her face. II only added to the
gtrangeness Of the picture that she
sat almost limp. rather than leaning
forward In appeal. Bruce looked at
her In growing awe.
But a. the seconds passed he seemed
no longer able to see her plainly. His
eyes were misted and blurred. but
they were empty Of tears as Linda's
own. Rather the focal point Of his
brain had become scared by a mount
ing flame within himself. The glow
Of the fire had seemingly spread until
It encompassed the whole wilderness
world.
"What is the one thing that re-
mains1" he nsked her. whispering.
She answered with a strange. ter
rible coldness of tone. 1.-THE blood
atonement." she said between back
drawn lips.
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THE KILLER


SYNOPBIs.-At tho death OF his
foster father. Bruce Duncan. In an
eastern city. receiver . mysterious
montng him peremptorily to south
ern Oregon-to meet Linda"
Bruce has vivid but banning rsool.
loctions of his childhood In an or
phanage, before his adoption BY
Newton Duncan. with the girl Lin.
da. At his destination. Trail's End.
nsws that .. message has been sent
to Bruce 70 received with marked
displeasure by q man introduced
to the reader a. "6lmon." Leaving
his apparent familiarity with the
. .surroundings. though to his knowl-
edge he has never been there.
makes his way to Martins cross
roads store. for direction a. to
reaching Mrs. Ross cabin. On the
to give up his quest and return
aged and lnfirm. welcomes him
his way-the end Of "P.na-Needle
pdS-
xlinEiy familiar. Bruce journeys.
and finds his childhood playmate.
LINDA. The girl tells him Of wrongs
committed by an enemy clan on
her family. the Rosses. Lands oc-
cupicd by the clan were stolen
from the Rosses. and the family.
with the exception of Aunt Elmira
CMrs. Ross) and herself. wiped out
BY assassination. Bruce's father.
Matthew Folger, was one OF the
victims. His mother had fed with
Bruce and Linda. The girl. while
small. had been kidnapped from the
orphanage and brought to the
mountains. Linda's father had
decided his lands to Matthew Fol-
ger. but the agreement. which
would confute the enemy's claims
to the property. has been lost.
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CHAPTER XII

Bruce and Linda Ind long tnlk
while the sun climbed up over the
great ridges to the east and old e.
mira cooked their breakfast. There
was no passion in their words this
morning. They had got down to a
basis Of cold planning.
LET me refresh my memory about
n few Of those little things you told
me-" Bruce requested. "First-on
what date does the twenty.year Pc
riod-of the Turner's possession Of the
lnnd-expire?"
ION the thirtieth Of October, Of this
year."
"Not very long. is It? Now you un-
derstand that on that date they will
have had twenty years Of undisputed
possession of the land; they will have
paid taxes on 1t that long; and unless
their title Is proven fnlse between now
and that date, we can't ever drive
them out"
"That's Just right"
"And the full term Of court doesn't
begin until the fifth Of the following
month";"
"Yes. we're beaten. That's all there
is to 1t. Simon told me so the last
time he talked to me-"
ut would be to his interest to have
you think so. But Linda-we mustn't
give up yet. We must try as long as
one day remains. II seems to me that
the first thing to do Is to find the trap
un1cnn-fha ho$ .,
still alive. He might be able to
prove to the court that as my IA.
ther never owned the land in reality.
he couldn't possibly have decided it
to the Turner's. Do you know where
this Hudson is?"
II asked old ElmIra last night She
thinks she knows. A man told her he
had his trap line on. the upper Ump-
qua, and his main headquarters-you
know that trnppers have string of
cnmps-was at the mouth Of Little
river, that flows into the Umpqua.
But It Is long way from here"
Bruce was still moment. "How
far?" he asked.
1.-TWO full days tramp at the least
barring out accidents. But II you
think 1t Is best-you can start out to-
day."
Bruce was man who made decI.
sions quickly. "Then I'll start-right
away. Can you tell me how to find
the trail?"
II can only tell you to 90 straight
north"
''Then the thing to do is to get ready
at once. And then try to bring Hud.
son back with me-down the valley.
After we get there we can see what
can he done"
Linda smiled rather sadly. "Tm not
very hopeful. But it's our last chance
and we might as well make try.
There is no hope that the secret
agreement will show up in these few
weeks that remain. Well get your
things together at once"
They breakfasted, and after the
simple meal was finished. Bruce
packed for the journey. The two
women walked with him. out under
the pine.
Bruce shook old Elmira's scrawpy
hand; then she turned back at once
into the house. The man felt singu.
larly grateful. He began to credi,
the old woman with great deal Of
Intuition. or else memories from her
own girlhood Of long and long ago. He
did want word alone with this
strange girl of the pine& But whea
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loud whistle and descenolns i.s..
deep bass bawl. And the - hiM
perfectly what that souna ~ =, I
was a simple way OF saying
elk would progress no ial's1 !
that trail. The bear leape'
fury. .,&l
The bull seemed to leap 'ai \. =
His muscles had been SET ~ ~ =
alarm from Turner's snsn a. /,
wind, and they drove foi'n
erful limbs as II by pow. ~
sion, He was full in the ~ M I
forepaws battered down "ue M |
been. Then he darted a""
coverts. .A., nj
The grizzly knew cet'e. . r.M 4
to overtnke him. Almos' 81. ~
wrath he turned back 10 w.
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knew 1t. He wa, hu,,,,
hunger is an emotion ,s.' l,ss !,
OF prey to keep carein,I, M ~
selves. uu! b
The Killer moved oui,. 49,,
would have marveled . ho, 'o.as ,,
Great feet fell upon tbs s0% ". 'lla
with what slight SOUND Nv e e,r
form moved through the st NM ~
moved slowly, cautlously.asst lsts |.
mounting farther up the l,.,,l msi y
rose from the banks Of Nv. ~. b
BE came to an opening y !, ~ ~ |.
q little brown pathway thu. y,
quickly Into the shadow ,.. J. = !.
erts. VI
The Killer slipped so,,,, j.
heavy brush just at Its mont,
his ambush. Soon, he s tns.
the creatures that had bows
heart of the thlcket wouId ' :.
along that trail onto thu
grounds on the ridge, IA n' -
to wait. Ae ~
The night wind, rising .ou...
the region Of the snow hs.s'
highest mountains, blew do.. \
Killers face and brourh, -
that no human being may s,.s
Then his sharp ears heard =.
Of brush cracked softly a,
Of the larger forest cre,tr..
up the trail toward him.
The steps drew nesre, III
Killer recognized them, m.
plainly the soft football o, ,o.. M
Der Of the deer tribe, yet m,
too pronounced to be the .,s. 4
OF the lesser deer. The bull i
left his bed. The red er.. =
grizzly seemed to glow as hs .
Great though the stag was M!
little blow of the massive ~
would be needed. The hu,. ,
would have to close down but =
The bear did not move sI,,.I
tale muscle. He scarce,v ~,
The bull was almost within -
range now. The wicked nj
could already discern the A.
shadow Of his outline th,ounI
thickets. But all at once be ~
head lifting. The Killer knew ~
elk had neither detected hls ~
heard him. and he had made s I
ments that the sharp eyes etI
tect. Yet the bull was ~
alarmed. He stood immobIle u,I
lifted. nostrils open, head y
Then, the wind blowing true, ,A,I
Zly uuQcFBtOOQ.
A pungent smell reached hin
below-evidently the smell Of 4 I
creature that followed the t,ll /
the stream that flowed throetI
glen. He recognized II In an h
He had detected 1t many tina
ticulnrly when he went lnh
cleared lands to kill cattle. ri
man, an odor almost unknown b
lonely glen. Dave Turner, bruiu
Simon. was walking down TIE n
toward HudsOn's camp.
To the elk this smell was ID
self. He knew the ways Of mai
too well. Too many times NJ
seen members Of his herd fall IL
at a word from the glittedng 4
they carried in their handa B
tered a fnr-ringing snort. f
Il was a distinctive sound 1
ming rather high on the seak
Cheyenne Wells record., 1922-11-02
BOOK TWO
THE BLOOD AToNEMENT
CHAPTER xi

"lien own the day. but the night Ia
ours" 10 an old saying among the
wild folk that inhabit the forests Of
r.airs End. The saying originated
long and long ago when the world was
quite young. Before that tlms. likely
snoush, the beast1 sWnsd both the
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rifle as lives in legend. with sights as
fine as razor edge and an accuracy
as great as light itself. Loving hands
had polished 1t and kept 1t In perfect
condition.
Matthew Folger's rifle" the old
woman explained, "for Matthew Fol-
gers son."
And that Is how Bruce Folger re-
turned to the land of his birth-as
most men do. unless death cheats
them frst-and how he made a pact
to pay old debts Of death.
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ph,,.d.lph'. ae:s.s I. s,s,sl
philadelphia leads ~. - =
WeoI.
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"Hunt up Huds'n, =
living man who w'sns. Nv. M y
agreement betwes" a''' :"
Foiger."
,To BE CONTINUE

(To BE CONTINUE
Beginning Of o,',. .s,,sS ,ss',ss q!
The first bale OF ~ Eurss |
from this country ,s.,on, ~ s "
shipped from Char'e'''D :.
1884. T.
The Washington times., 1922-07-05
GUNMEN WOUND
THREE IN FIRING
At: AUTO PARTY
Fourth Celebration" by Trio
In New York Lands Them
In Cells.

NEW YORK, July 5.-Three
children. one Of whom IL today In
a serious condition IN Cumberland
Hospital, Brooklyn, were shot 10y
passing gunmen who amused them
selves by firing a volley into an
automobile carrying two families TO
Coney Island for an outing.
Max Rubin. one Of three men ar.
rested after the fusillade. admitted
shooting at STRAY cats" during a
ride from Manhattan to Coney
Island.
The most seriously wounded is
Joseph Gordon, fifteen years old.
The others are his nire.year-old sis.
ter, Fannie, shot in the arm, and
Samuel Simon, fifteen years old.
who received a flesh wound IN the
face.
Seated beside them in their auto.
mobile when the gunmen began to
shoot wero the parents OF the chill
dren and four brothers and sisters.
The automobile was passing
through the eastern district Of
Brooklyn when Isador Tauber, who
was driving II, said he heard man
In another motor car shout:
Let's have a little Fourth OF
July"
The next second a voiley Of pistol
shots rang out.
The Washington times., 1922-07-05
MARQUIS BON|
DEVOTINC LIFE
To DIPLOMACY
Former Husband of Anna
Gould Gives His Friends
a Surprise.
BY COUNT DE PASSY
Universal Service.

PARIS, July 5.-Friends summon.
ed TO the "housewarming" at the
newly arranged home Of Marquis
Boni de Castellane, former husband
OF Anna Gould. were amazed and
given not a little discomfort, at the
arrangements OF the salon, or draw.
ing room, the exclusive reception
room of the average French noble
mans house.
Along each wall were two huge
maps which the Marquis pointed TO
with some pride. One was entitled
Europe as peace left it," and the
other, Europe as 1t ought to be"
To anxious intimates who had
expected the customary soft divans
and softer lights usually favored by
the volatile Boni. the Marquis ex'
planned that he has abandoned the
gay life forever.
''Henceforth. l have decided to de-
vote myself exclusively to diplom-
acy," he said. L am solving a theory
by which the treaty OF Versailles
may be amended and sNIl satisfy all
parties"
Friends of tho Marquis are await.
ing the outcome of his plan some.
what fearfully, inasmuch as world
statesmen engaged on the same task
have failed TO date.
The Washington times., 1922-07-05
browns Saving Boy
He Promised
To Protect

NEW YORK. July g.
George Knapp, fifteen, gave his
life yesterday In an attempt to
rescue his pal, William de
Graf, also fifteen, a cripple,
from drowning in the North
river.
After the others were In the
water, William decided to 60
in, too, in spite Of the heavy
brace which he wore on his
left leg. When he was twenty
feet off shore he threw up his
hands and shouted to George:
"I'm drowning" The Knapp
boy swan to his friend, who
threw his arms about his neck,
and the two were drowned to-
gether.
William and George had
been inseparable since the lat
ter rescued the cripple from
bullies in their neighborhood
several years ago. George
made a promise then, which he
kept today. "I'll protect you,
Bill" he said, land Pll stick
to you no matter what hap
pens"