Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1923-09-07
fer a lot Of cheap thieves an

other women, I'd rather enjoy seeing
you and Monty open up on that bunch.
I'm thinkin' I'd be glad to meet DON
Carlos. But Miss Hammond Why,
Nels, such a woman as she Is would
never recover from the sight Of real
gun-play, let alone any stunts with q
rope. These eastern women are Differ
ent. I'm not belittling our western
women. It's in the blood. Miss HAM
mond ISIS"
"Shore she is," interrupted Neis;
"but she's got d-n sight more spunk
than you think she has, Gene Stewart.
I'm no thick-skulled COW. I'd hate
somethin' powerful to hev Miss Ham
mond see any rough work, let alone me
an Monty startin' somethin'. An me
an Monty'll stick to you, Gene, as long
as seems reasonable. Mind, ole feiler,
beggin' your pardon, you're shore stuck
on Miss Hammond, an overtender not to
hurt her feelin's or make her sick by
lettin' some blood. We're In bad here,
an mebbe Wen hev to fight. eabe,
senior? Wal, II we do you can Jest
gamble thet Miss Hammond1l be game.
An I'll bet you million pesos thet II
you got goin' onct an she seen you az
I've seen you-wal, know what she'd
think of you. This old world 'ain't
changed much. Some women may be
white-skinned an soft-eyed an sweet
voiced an high-souled, but they all like
to see mani Gene, here's your game.
Let Don Carlos come along. Be civil.
If he an his gang are hungry. feed
'em. Take even "a little overbear1n'
his gang to steal somethin'. Let him
think the women hev mosied down to
the ranch. But II he says you're lyin'
If he as much as looks round to see
the women--jest Jump him same as
you Jumped Pat Have. Me an Monty'll
hang back fer thet, an II your strong
bluff don't 60 through, If the Don's
gang even thinks Of f1ashin' guns, then
we'll open up. An all I got to say is
II them Greasers stand for real gun.
play they'll be sure fust ever seen."
"Nels, there are white men In that
gang" said Stewart
"Shore. But me an Monty'n be
thinkin' Of thet II they start any
thin It'll hev to be shore quick"
"All right, Nels, old friend, and
thanks" replied Stewart.
Nels returned to the campfire. and
Stewart resumed his silent guard.
Madeline's guests sat talking In low
voices until late hour. The incident
now began to take on the nature Of
Helen's long-yearned-for adventure.
Some Of the party even grew merry In
a subdued way. Then, gradually. one
by one they tired and went to bed.
To keep from thinking Of Stewart
and the burning anger he had caused
her to feel for herself, Madeline tried
to keep her mind on other things. But
thought Of him required, and each time
there was a hot commotion In her
breast hard to stif1e. Intelligent rea-
soning seemed out Of her power. In
the daylight 1t had been possible for
her to be oblivious to Stewards deceit
after the moment of it's realization. At
night, however, In the strange silence
and lowering shadows Of gloom, with
the speaking stars seeming to cali to
her, with the moan of the wind In the
pines, and the melancholy mourn Of
coyotes In the distance, she was not
able to govern her thought and emo
tion. She had inadvertently heard
Nels conversation with Stewart; she
had listened, hoping to hear some good
news or to hear the worst; shc had
learned both. and, moreover, enlightsn-
ment on one point Of Stewards com
plex motives. He wished to spare her
any sight that might offend, frighten.
or disgust her. Yet this Stewart, who
showed fineness Of feeling that might
have been wanting even In Boyd Har-
vey, maintained a secret rendezvous
with that pretty, abandoned Bonita.
Here always the hot shame, like Q
live, stinging, internal fire, abruptly
ended Madeline's thought. The hours
wore on. and at length. as the stars
began to pale and there was no sound
whatever, she fell asleep.
She was called out Of her slumber.
Day had broken bright and cool The
sun was still below the eastern crags.
Ambrose, with several other cowboys,
had brought up buckets Of spring wa
ter, and hot coffee and cakes. Made
lines party appeared to be none the
worse for the nights experience. In
deed, the meager breakfast might have
been as merrily partaken Of as II was
hungrlly had not Ambrose en1oined
silence.
They're expecting company Down
| below" he said.
This information and the summary
manner In which the cowboys soon led
the party higher up among the ruined
shelves Of rock caused recurrence Of
anxiety. Madeline insisted on not 60
Ing beyond projection Of cliff from
which she could see directly down into
the camp.
Ambrose, do you really think the
guerrillas will comer she asked.
"Sure. I'VE know. Nels just rode