The Coolidge examiner., 1932-08-12

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When are you going?" she asked.
Going where?"
Away from here?"
who said | was going?"
why, thought-Dad said"
II don't care what he said. He's
not runnin' me. When l get good
an ready maybe I'll go an maybe
| won't"
She came to a subject that never
was long from her thoughts. The
fact that she mentioned 1t at all to
her brother, from whom she could
expect no help. showed how much
the dread of ii obsessed her.
I'm worried about Dad-awf'ly
worried. Every time he rides away
from the house my heart sinks. If
he should meet that wills McCann-
and Of course he will some time"
Does he ride aloneY
Not II can prevent 1t. go
with him when he'll let me-or Phil
and once or twice Dave Stone
But If Dad sees we're trying to pro
tect him he gets wild and won't
have Ii for a minute"
Sure. That's the old man for
you. Well, you tell him something
for me, julie. He's not the only
man that's lOokin' for Wills Nc
Cam"
Her startled eyes fastened to his
what do you mean"
What d'you reckon | mean? I'm
a Stark, no matter what the old
man says-an' he's a McCann, an
on top of that he's done me dirt. I'll
fix him, sure as he's foot high. But
keep 1t under yore hat l amt
gettin' out any bills about 1t. Not
! none"
She was torn by conflicting emo
tions. That Jasper had spirit enough
to fight his own battle. If he really
meant II and would not weaken
when 1t came to the test, was news
that warmed her blood. The dan-
ger In which her father stood might
be averted If her brother met Nc
/ Cam first. Yet this was cold com
fort After the first flush of glad
ness for Jasper she knew by the
chill that drenched her heart how
dreadful 1t would be If any Of her
/ family killed Wilson Mccain or
were killed by him.
Isn't there any way out, Jas
any way at all but this?" she cried.
almost in a wall "Do we have TO
start this-this awful feud? Surely
there must be some way ! could
stop 1t If ] only knew how"
Yellow lights cleaned like sinis-
ter beacons In his cold eyes. "No
way. The McCanns started this an
It'll have to go through now"
Julia turned back toward the no:
tel with sick forebodlng In her
heart.
Phil was blabbing a calf when his
father came out TO the porch.
Going to Mesa, son. Hook up the
team for me, won't youY
The boy, before he went to the
stable, lodged for a moment into
the kitchen. Julia was making pies.
Hes going to Mesa" he said
quickly.
Julia at once unfastened her
apron. Keep him here till I'm
dressed" she told him. and moved
in her swift, light way to the bed
room she used.
While Phil, with the assistance Of
wrangler, was hitching to buck
board the half-broken colts his ia
ther drove, a rider logged up and
stopped to pass word. The man
worked for an outfit down the river.
"'Lo, Redw Phil greeted him.
How they comin'T"
mo complaint, as OF man Peters
said when his third wife died.
L'ClS ' llllbS buC al udhuy WIN
you:'
Red eased his weight in the sad
die to relax stiffened muscles and
rolled cigarette.
"Miz Rollins jes' got back from
Los Angeles, and she happened on a
piece of news out there right inter
estin'," he volunteered. "She was
takin' care of her daughter whilst
an interestin' event was occnrrin'
They was a nurse there to meet the
LII stranger the stork was bringin'
and it seems she was hired awhile
ago to look after Nora Clifford, one
O. them sheep-ranch women. The
Clifford girl she had hard time OF
il an died-her an the baby, too
Folks have kinda figured they was
something wrong when the oldest
sister come back alone. There's
been right considerable talk
Phil flushed angrily. why don't
folks mind their own id bust
ness?" he blurted out. Were in
big business when we pick on some
lone girls an make their life hell
for them" The generous indigna
tion of youth famed in him.