The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-10-15
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STAN BALL accuses ASPER
DELO, timber king, of crooked
practice and of ordering rncn
shot who try to check mp on his
activities. Ball says he Is making
a check and Delo tells him he
will personally prevent 1t. Upon
leaving Delo's oHce Ball saves
DONA, Delo's daughter, from
kidnapers. He slips away when
he finds who she is, telling her
he is STANLEY BLACK.
DUDLEY WINTERS, in love
with Dona goes with her to
Three Rivers to get DelO to give
up his mad fight with Ball. they
find Ball accused of killing
cnse and has had marriage
Dona. She uses the certificate af.
cd to keep him from taking any
caught by SWERGIN, Delo's
timber hos, while listening to
Dona tell of her marriage. He
DOna rides out to find Stanley
country. She meets Ball and
thinks him Stanley Black. He
promises to rid the range OF
en- from the OKce and SwerEin's
man insists Ball wounded him
and took them. A posse Sur
secs Ball escaping. She shoots
I~{v,, ovHH Ian FoLnc xu.nnvSh
capturing her and taking her to
ture and heads a posse but fails
to find her.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XVIII
Dona sat huddled on the stone
couch, her jacket pulled around
her and her eyes blazing. Take one
step toward me and Til" Dona's
words tumbled out in nm angry tor
rent.
scream 2" Stan was smiling
now.
"You might let me have one of
the blankets from that bed. There
are Ave on It, Stan stood with his
hands on his hips. a wicked light
In his gray eyes.
"Help yourself Suddenly Dona
realized that she had been making
an unnecessary fuss. Her anger did
not abate, however. She had been
fooled and that in itself was an In
suit.
"And there's a trick combination
to the bed" Ball went on. He took
a step forward and Dona arose. He
lent and whisked blanket from
the cot, then opened the others at
the top. you crawl In at this end.
If pine needles from the mattress
sticks through you reach carefully
down and pluck 1t out. I have
never had more than four bother
me in one evening" His eyes were
very serious.
Dona refused to join the spirit
of jest. She kept remembering that
she hated this killer and that she
to see him suffer.
Stan took his blanket and
1t into a little roll. you
may turn the light down and blow
/. out" he said as he turned to-
ward the opening. Good night"
Dona refused to answer. She was
sitting on tho bunk. thinking deep
ly.
The scraping Of Stan Balls boots
Tied away outside and the girl was
forced to believe that he had gone.
She got up and walked to the en-
trance. Ten steps down the stone
corridor showed her what she
wanted to know. Her captor sat
with his back against the cliff, his
long 1c& stretched out across the
entrance. He was smoking, drawing
In slow, deliberate draughts of
smoke and letting them curl up
ward of their own fancy. The black
mare stood with her muzzle against
his arm.
Dona watched this silhouette for
q full five minutes. then she
crept back to the bunk and lay
down. She had to admit that Ball
was complex person. His lean
jaw, his steely eyes and his tight
mout. spelled all that she knew
him to be. but there were times
when the lips took on half
smile and the gray eyes lighted
deep down. The hunted. challeng-
ing wariness OF his manner was the
Ieil-tale trait that marked him for
what he was. Dona had met Balls
kind before.
Her musings led her nowhere
md she fell TO planning how she
could escape. Getting up, she Elk.
imined tho supplies. There was
enough water for another day and
possibly enough food for three
meals such as they had eaten that
night. DOM made up her mind to
play Balls game and SOC II he
would not slip away on q foraging
expedition.
hhs returned 10 the bunk and
slipped on her boots and jacket.
without hesitation aha slid Into tie
hunk and snuggled down. hlle
b0nghi with grim satisfaction that
me would spend . much warmer
night than her eaptor, The cave
was hiah 40. ON the rim and the
nlsbt would be cold 10 the point OF