The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-10-07
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head and shoulders were in the
open.
At a glance Dona realized that
Black looked leaner and harder
than when she had met him in the
city.
Mr.. Black" Dona checked fur
ther exclamation. 1T is beautiful,
isn't it,"
THE bride rides alone into Para
disc Valley" There was a hint of
banter in mis- eyes.
Dona flushed, then smiled. Il
came over the mountain to see a
friend"
You should receive a royal well
come" Stanley Blacks eyes showed
the admiration her slender beauty
had aroused.
DO you think that friend would
help me?" Done put the question
with her gaze on the lupine across
the clearing.
Beyond the question of doubt.
he would" Stanley bent over the
saddle horn and pulled a Zine needle
from branch.
He has a way with him." Dona
smiled, that is not always nice"
What does he do? I can't i'm
agine any man not being nice"
Stanley halted as though suddenly
remembering something.
He runs away after he helps
me" Dona met his eyes frankly.
Stanley Black laughed, not too
clearly, but rather with a tinge of
bitterness. He is a fool" he said
slowly.
But he would help me again.
don't you think?" Dona felt her
heart pounding against the soft
cloth of her jacket. She was sure
he must see it beating.
He would, I am sure"
Dona leaned impulsively toward
MIN. Il am in a peck of troubled"
If you'll ride little off the trail,
we can sit and talk" Stanley sug-
geSted. He pushed his black mare
into the open and Dona followed.
THE spot Stanley selected was
Il nook behind a slab of stone. 1t
was shaded by towering Englemann
spruce and far down from the trail.
AS he rode at her side Dona
noted that his chaps were worn
and scratched, as though from
pushing through brush and under
growth. His big hat was frayed
at the edges and he wore no glove
on his right hand though the left
was encased in buckSkin.
When he halted in the secluded
spot he faced her and smiled.
Cowboys riding black horses
need to be careful in these hills .
His bare hand was resting on his
hip with his long fingers just touch
ing the butt of heavy colt.
Dona returned his smile, "Lum-
berjacks are dangerous fellows to
have loose, aren't they?"
Mostly q bunch of dunn fools,
he replied in all seriousness.
Dona realized as she noted the
seclusion of the spot that she should
have been trembling with appre-
hension at being alone with this
strange young man in such a place.
Instead of fear, she felt a sense
Of eagerneSS and trust. She slid
from her horse and sat down on
a messy boulder. Stanley swung a
worn chap clear of the saddle horn
and Sprawled at full length on the
grass at her feet.
He showed his wide hat back and
carefully selected grass stem to
chew.
Nov we will see what can be
done" He gazed at her in open adj
miration.
you know about the trouble over
at Three RiverS?"
Stanley nodded.
''We just have to get rid of that
man, Ball. The men are hunting
him, but they never can get him
cornered. Do you know him?" Dona
watched Stanley's face.
Not line had changed except the
corners of his mouth. His eyes
looked at hers for a full second, 81
know him WELL" he said simply.
He must be a hardened killer
Dona went on. Her troubles were
coming back to her and she did not
notice the mans eyes cloud and his
lips tighten.
He is a pretty tough hombre
He'll always be an outlaw, I guess.
Stanley twisted the wisp of grass
and broke it in two.
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