Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1924-10-24
Synopsis
BY JACKSON GREGORY

W CHAPTER bud Lee. horse fore
vinced Bayne Trevors, manager, Is de-
ssrstsB oSnsd By udts anns nS prGgsrty yoaay
and Timothy Gray, decides to throw up
his Job. Judith arrives and announces
she has bought Gray's share In the
ranch and will rum 1t. She discharges
Trevors.
CHAPTER 1.-THE men on the
ranch dislike taking orders from
and proving her thorough knowledge
of ranch life, Judith wins the best of
them over. Lee decides to stay.
CHAPTER III.-Convinced her vet
erinarian, Bill Crowdy, is treacherous,
Judith discharges him, re-engaging an
old friend of her fathers, Doc. Trip.
with party of friends, comes to the
ranch to stay permanently. Trevors
accepts Hampton'g invitation to visit
the ranch. Judith's messenger Is held
up and robbed of the monthly pay roll.
t'CHAPTER V.-Bud Lee goes to the
city Sa,s for 1n,e more money, getting back *
killed under him.. Both he and Judith
see Trevors' hand in the crime. Hog
cholera, hard to account for, breaks out
OH the TdnCn. ana Lee, lnNebLl-
eating the scene of the holdup, climb
q mountain, whore the robber must
have hidden.
CHAPTER VIA cabin in a flower
planted clearing excites Judith's admi-
ration. 1t is Lees, though he does not
say so. They are fred on from am
bush. and Lee wounded. Answering
they find Bill Crowdy wounded. Drag
ging him into the building, they fnd
he has the money taken from Judith's
messenger. Besieged in the cabin, they
are compelled to stay all night.
CHAPTER VII. - Hampton, at the
ranch, becomes uneasy at Judith's long
absence. With Tommy Burkitt he goes
to seek her, arriving in time to drive
the attackers off, and capturing one
man, known as shorty"
CHAPTER VIII.-"Shorty" escapes
from Imprisonment in the grainhouse
on the ranch, to the disgust Of Carson,
cow foreman, who had him in charge.
dith, though he realizes she is not his
womanly ideal Marcia Langworthy,
one Of Hampton's party typical oity
girl Is more to his taste.
Yes" ne answered, his gravity
touched with the hint of responsive
smile. "Is there something l can do
for you, Miss Langworthy?"
"Ohp' cried Marcia. $50 you know
who l am? Yet / have never seen
you, think"
"The star doesn't always see the
moth, you know" offered Lee, little
intoxicated by the first vision" Of this
kind he had seen in many years.
"Oh!" cried Marcia again, and then
stopped looking at him, frankly puz-
zled. She knew little 1rst-hand of
horse fOremen. But she had seen Car
son, even talked with him. And she
had seen other workmen. She would,
until now, have summed them all up
as illiterate, awkward and impossibly
backward and shy. A second long,
curious glance at Lee failed to show
that he was embarrassed, though IN
truth he had had time to be bit
ashamed of that othand-star obser-
vation of his. Instead, he appeared
quite self-possessed. And he was good
looking, remarkably good-lOoking. And
he didn't seem illiterate; quite the
contrary, Marcia thought In an in
SIduL SliC CdlulOSuCu tlliO lbii, wei NJ
calm-eyed man as interesting.
She twirled her parasol at him. and
laughed softly. A strand of blond
hair that was very becoming where
it was, against her delicate cheek, she
tucked back where 1t evidently be-
longed, since there it looked even more
becoming.
.Mr. Hampton isn't here, is he?" she
asked
mo. Come to think Of 1t, he did
say this morning that he would be out
right after lunch to help me break
Lovelady. But haven't seen him."
"He wanted me to stroll out here
with him." Marcia explained. "And
l wouldn't. 1t was too hot. Didn't
you find it terribly hot about an hour
ago, Mr.. LeeY"
AS a matter of fact Bud Lee had
been altogether too busy an hour ago
with the capers of Lovelady to note
whether it was hot or cold. But he
courteously agreed with Miss Lang
worthy.
'1Then," she ran on brightly, 'it got
cool all of sudden. Or at least l
did. And I thought that Polly had
come out here, so l walked out to
surprise him. And now, he isn't here! J"
Marcia looked up at Lee helplessly,
smilingly, fascinatingly. 1t was quite
as though she had added: "Oh, dearl
NUbok choI 1n9,1
Pollock Hampton had fully meant to
come. But by now he had forgotten
all about Bud Lee and horses to ride
and to be bucked off by. A telegram
had come from nasty little tailor in
San Francisco who had discovered
Hampton's retreat and who was dev-
ilishly insistent upon small matter
oh, some suits and things, you know
The whole thing totaled scarcely seven
hundred dollars. He went to find Ju-
dith, to beg an advance against his
wages or allowance or dividends or
whatever you call it, Judith was out
somewhere at the Lower End, Mrs.
Simpson thought. Hampton saddled
his own horse and went to find her.
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