White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-09-15

| IdtAcI tudu W Ncu. uAAJ IhCy "SAS
way up there. Who could they have
been? Where were they goin'? On
less they were rustlers. Wish you'd
ride to the Flying Wy an tell Wills Nc
Cam what you've told me. It won't
take you more than three-four miles
outa yore way, an Buck being the
best traveller in the q. s. A."
| (Which I'm bettin' my boots he is. v
It'll hardly be any trouble a-tall.
Tell Wills I'll meet him at Jim Yerby's
along about three o'clock"
The cowpuncher was still in sight
when Julia came out to the porch.
'Tll have to leave, SIS" her brother
said
"Red tell you something's" she asked.
He repeated to her what the range
rider had said.
She nodded agreement Looks like
you've struck a hot trail. What do
| you mean to do?"
I'm going to put 1t up to Mccain.
My notion is for him an me to drift
up to Guadaloup and see what we see. "
''Let me go, too"
"Now looky here, julie, you be rea-
| sonable," he protested This is no
woman's job You know that mighty
WE'LL We're out after bear meat.
| We're liable to be out three-four days.
never did see such girl for wantin'
| to boss everything"
II don't, either. I'm not trying to
boss this. Far as that goes I've been
I'D in the Nal Pals before. You re-
member when we went hunting with
Dad and stayed week"
"Well, you're not going"
II don't want to CO. III ride with
you far as the sheep ranch. can
stop there tonight with the girls. I'll
tell Ethel what nice boy you are and
how kind to your sister"
II can tell her anything it's neces-
sary for her to know" he said, flushing
beneath the tan.
"You might omit something on &C.
count Of being so modest"
He looked at her suspiciously, re-
Numbering something Jasper had once
| told him. II reckon you're not going
to meet Wills Mccain, are your"
His words struck out of her face
| the laughter, the CLEAN of sisterly
malice that had sparkled in her eyes.
"What do you mean?" she asked
tensely.
He was ashamed Of himself, sorry
he had spoken. II didn't mean that
julie"
"Of all the mean things you could
have said" She stopped, from sheer
inadequacy, then turned and walked
swiftly into the house.
Phil stood a moment, frowning at
the ground, then slowly followed. he
had not meant really to hurt her and
he could not let it stand so. He
knocked on her bedroom door, was
told sharply to go away, and after q
moment entered.
"Sorry, sis. I didn't go to say It,
reckon / was kinda peeved because
you were joshin' me-"
eff you think just because l was
civil to him at Mesa, after he had
worked his head off to save Dave
Stone"
"Shucks, don't think a thing. Moth
in to it. l just shot off my mouth
Don't be sore about it. I'll slap sad
dies on the broncs an We'll start"
I'm not going"
1t took him ten minutes of coaxinl
to get her to relent.
Harmony restored, Phil roped an6
saddled the horses.
Crossing Lineup pass, they descend
ed to the mesa above the Painted
desert. The horses hoofs flung ny
clouds Of fine dust in the fringe O.
desolation which lay between thu
mesa and the sheep camp.
II was sure enough spittin' cotton,
Phil told Ethel after he had drunl
two glasses Of the lemonade she made
for them. Down in the basin She
certainly dry as cork laig this TIM
of year."
! Wilson Mccain had not yet passed
Ann Clifford told them, so they sat OF
the porch and waited for him.
AIMS attitude toward her neighbor
was much changed. Her eNperienc
with them had broken the ice barrie
that had damned in her the flow
human fellowship. The manner wit
which she greeted the world was les
hostile. Many Of the kindly people VIII
lived on the edge Of the Painte
desert had come to her with war;
eyes, little awkwardly but manifest
ly in friendly spirit, and had cor
trived to suggest that bygones be b.
cones.
Through AIMS newborn faith In he
fellows ran thread Of distress. Sh
knew that the testimony Of Ethel an
of herself had done much to say
Dave Stone. little flare OF fierce an
primitive Joy rose in her when sf
, thought of it. All her life she woul
be glad that she had done what ST
had. She had been forced to risk ne
reputation or let him die, and she ma
| chosen the better part. The sting
shame in 1t was that she did not kno
what the Texan himself thought OF
He had come to her that night ar
, +bopko5 hor formally Since then ST