Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1931-09-17

tired of seeing air the plums dropping
into the laps of the early-day crew.
made up OF such strong-srm politicians
AZ had been the 1rst to shake the ter
ritorIal tree In the righteous ladies
OF the Wyatt type they saw their
chance for strong ally The saloons
and the gamblers were too firmly In
frenched to he moved by the reform
element: they had tried it. Sahra
had heen urged to help In the coll
umns OF the Oklahoma Wigwam she
had nnwiseIy essayed to conduct a
campaign against Wick Mongold's
saloon. In whose particularly lawless
back room II was known that the
young hnys nf the community were In
the habit of meeting With Gins fu-
ture In mind land as an excused she
wrote stirring editorial in which
she said bold things about shielding
criminals and protecting the Flower of
our Southwest'S Manhood Two days
later passer-hy Mt seven in the morn
Ing saw brisk flames licking the fonn-
dalton Of the Oklahoma Wigwam Office
and the Cravat dwelling behind 1t.
The whole had haen nicely soaked In
coal oil. But for the chance passer-by,
Sabra. Chm. Donna. newspaper plant.
and house would have heen charred
beyond recognition. As the town FIRE
protection was still nf the scantiest.
the alarmed neehhors beat ont the
FIRE with blankets wet In the nearby
horse trough II was learned that a
Mexican had been hired TO do the job
for twenty dollars. Mongold skipped
out.
After an interval reform turned its
attention to that always vulnerable OBJ
iectIve known then as the Scarlet
Woman. Here It met with less oppo-
sItlon. Almost five years after Yam
cey's departure 1t looked very much
rs though Dixie Lee and her fine
brick house and her plumed and para
snled girls would soon be routed by
the spiritual broomstieks and sunbon-
nets Of the purity squad
II was characteristic that at this
moment in Osaee's history. when the
town was torn. now by martial music,
now by the call OF civic virtue. Yancey
Cravat should have chosen to come
riding home: and not that alone, but
to come riding home In full panoply
of war. more dashing. more romantic,
more mysterious than on the day he
had ridden away.
1t was eight o'clock in the morning.
The case Of Dixie Lee ton the charge
OF disorderly conduct) was due 10
come up at ten IN the local court.
Sahra had heen al her desk In the
Wigwam office since seven.
Horses hoofs at a gallon. stopping
spectacularlv in front Of the Wiewam
office In a whirl OF dust A quick,
light step. That step Eut ii couldn't
be. Sabra sprang to her feet. one
hand at her breast. one hand on the
desk to steady herself He strobe into
the office. For five years CHE had
pictured him returning to her In dra-
matte fashion. In his white snmhrera.
his Prince Albert, his high-hecled
boots. For five years she had known
what she would say. how she would
look at him, In what manner she
would conduct herself toward him
toward this man who had deserted her
without word, cruelty. In an in
slant, at sight OF him. all this left her
mind her consciousness. She was In
his arms with an inarticulate cry, she
WAS weeping, her arms were about
him, the buttons OF his uniform
crushed her breasts. His uniform.
She realized then, without surprise.
that he was In the uniform OF the
Oklahoma Rough Riders.
ITO be continuedl