South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-01-31

~ r. r4 MOP rs fOufnIlI Fi'-t
rider with rt ID Bar Lazy r. ouflt.
Is fooled INTO matching the speed
o. his per pony Chiquito against
THAT of race horse owned by
i u 500 UR a gambler Miller and
his confederate.
EoEC DOBLE. the latter a half
Il brother 81
rG pCBLE. tho ranch foreman.
heavily from ,ar uow0oys
s ben Chouto i- beaten After
tee race Gtar.e DohI. picks
Il quarrel with
II OF fAET ua.. pal. Dave inter-
feres It Is attacked by Miller
i Dug Doble separates them.
co on WITH TIIE STORY
What's eatiu' you. Sanders % he
manded curtIy.
"He ripped me with his spurs "
81 uicr said sullenly That's how
y olae had 10 turn him loose"
Dave looked down at the mans
SIS His trousers we're torn 20
hreds Blood trickIed down the
Bcerated ca Ives where the spurs had
oweled the flesh cruelty. No wonder
KILLER had suddenly lost interest in
b. fight.
The two gamblers packed their
ace-horse saddled. and rode away
githout a word 20 r1y OF the range
iders.
CHAPTER ~.
The next morning Dave roped his
mount and rode out 70 meet
,hiquito. The pinto was an aris-
ocrat IN his way. He preferred 70
= moose his company was a little dis
81 ainful Of the cowpony that had no
compllshments. Usually ne grazed
short distance from the remuda,
together with one OF Bob Harris
81 tring.
Dawes whistle brought no nicker
Il JOY. no thud Of hoofs gallOping
|ut Of the darkness TO him: No
nswer came 70 his call. At a canter
e cut across the plain 20 Bob Hart.
Found EN-? ?" shouted Dave when
le was close enough TO be heard.
"NO. an6 We won't-not this side
2 Malapi Those scalawags didn't,
make camp last night. They KEEP
ravelin' IF you ask me. they're
novin' yet. and they've got our
roncs With EN-"
Tbs had already occurred 10 Dave
g possibility. And proof" ne
sked quietly.
''A-plenty. Three-fUur times we
tut trail Of five horses. two OF the
ive are bein' ridden. My Four Bits
hoss has got a broken front hoof. So
hes one OF the five"
"Movin' fast are they"
You're dam whistlin'. They're
hivin of for parts unknown. Malapi
s. irst of. looks like. They got friends
here"
"Steelman and his outfit will pro-
ect them while they hunt cover and
make a getaway"
''He was probably lynn You can't
i ell Point is. we've got TO get busy.
.Idy notion is we'd better make a bee
4 Inc for Malapi right away" pro-
= posed Bob.
s. Wen travel at night. No use
Kastin' any more time"
Within an hour they were on the
DAD
In the late afternoon they rode
4 ack TO the trail through a draw. the
ponies wadinR fetlock in yellow,
bed. blue. and purple flowers The
mountains across the valley looked
q n the dry heat as though made of
papier-mache.
CHAPTER V
The two d Bar Lazy r punchers
|Rte supper at DelmOnico's. The
restaurant was owned by Wong
#Chung. A Cantonese celestial did the
ooking and another waited on table
The price OF "A meal was twenty-five
oDents. reRardles Of what one order
ed.
Dave helped himself 70 bread from
plate stacked high with thick slices
*He buttered It and began 10 eat. Hart
did the same Just about 10 attack
y second slice. Dave stopped TO stars
at his companion. Hart was looking
past his shoulder with alert intent
mess. Dave turned his head Two
1uen. leaving the restaurant. were
&paying the cashier.
The men were George Doble and a
cowpuncher known as Shorty.
broad, heavy-set little man who
worked for Bradley Steelmau. owner
of the Rocking Horse Ranch.
4 They paid their bin and passed
G lnto the street Immediately the
Found OF a clear. high voice arrested
fheir attention. Il vibrated indisna-
hon and dread.
What have you done with my
1ather2" came sharply to them on
the wings OF the soft night wind.
A young woman was speaking She
wes In a buggy and was talking 10
two men on the sidewalk-the two
men who had preceded the range
riders out Of the restaurant.
why. Miss. we amt done thing
30 him-nothin' a-tall" The man
shorty was speaking. and I'm tone
OF honeyed Cancellation.
That's a lie" The voice OF the
girl broke fOr an instant 10 sob. DO
s you think I don't know you're Brad
8 Steelman's handy man. that you do
his meanness for him when he snaps
his fingers 90
is your paw rnissin'@ I'm right
i sorry 20 hear that" the cowpuncher
countered with suave irony. HIS
glance followed DObIe. who was
|movins slowly down the street
The girls face. white and shining
in the moonlight. leaned out OF tho
busy toward the retreating vaquerO.
DOu't you dare hurt my father
Don't you dare" she warned The
words chOked IN her tense throat
shorty continued 20 back away.
You're excited. Mss YoUU 20
sorry you talked this away TO me he
said With uncjuous virtue Then he
turned and wC1t straddHng down the
walk
Quick Dave save directions 20 his
friend Duck hack into the restau-
rant Bob. Get a pocketful OF dry
IL. INN ID. Mink LII thnse