The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-17

PROBABLY 1t doesn't exist, bu
Ted thinks his father bought lane
here in the old days. He has SEN
back East for maps and records. Ii
the meantime, keep those prett,
ears OPEN" He smiled. "You know
of course, that Blounts men are
still after me?"
Ann Reed laughed. "That must
give you grave concern"
ut has elements of danger. One
of them is that any traitors in my
band would be more likely to give
information to Blount than they
would to the Mexican soldiers. They
have greater confidence in Blount's
ability to protect them, and they
know that if he promises a reward
he will pay. The major has let il
out that someone in the band already
feels the itch for Morales gold. He
may know much or little. He may
be able to ruin me. Tell Manuel
what l have said-have him send
anyone he may suspect to me-" Bob
smiled refectively. II should not
like to kill this dog without good
cause. But neither can I wait until
it is too late"
"And if you find him?"
"My dear, what could I do? This
is not work for sentimentalists. For
two years have existed because I
strike first. That is a fundamental
rule of warfare, and this is border
warfare, so when l must I am a
killer. Does that disturb you, my
dear?"
There came again to the girl that
look of submission and utter yield
ing to this man.
How little you know women.
Nothing you do disturbs me. To
me your little finger is worth more
than the life of all your band, for I
find you in every way perfect"
| Bob rose and. walking to where
she stood, took her face in his
hands. For long time he looked
down into her great black ewes.
Then at last he shook his head.
You make me wonder, Ann, why
all this loneliness and youth of yours
should find me in any way desirable.
and you make me wonder, too, what
all this loneliness and youth of yours
IS ultimately destined for"
Ann laughed. "Old, old man." she
Knocked.
"Old enough"
One is never old if one loves.
That is your tragedy, Bob, you have
never really loved. If you could give
yourself as give myself, freely, hap
PLY, and utterly, you would never
be old. Why have you never loved.
really?"
The man patted her cheek and for
answer lighted another cigarette.
When you were about FIVE years
old, l had already learned a little
about this thing called love. The
girl who taught me that dangerous
wisdom decided at last that there
were better men in the world than
l. So she chose better one. And
since then, little Ann, life has never
seemed a very important or vital
business. except in the game l am
playing now. That may be why /
can't seem to fall in love-"
He smoked for a time. Love. I
think, has come to this Radcliffe
boy. and that way danger lies. Mo-
rales suspects it. Jito suspects.
Once they are certain-or once they
believe Adela cares for him." Bob
shrugged his shoulders-"Morales
will issue ORDERS"
"Does your giant foreman know
you are FL Coyote"
II never want him to know. VIVA,
! do is my own affair. I can't drag
him into it. The kid has had hard
enough road since he came here.
want him to go on as foreman for
Don Bob-whatever comes"
But he must know sometime
Bob"
when it is all over"
"And that will be?"
soon. One way or another it will
all be over SOON. Either win or
lose. ! think the border is ready to
declare itself and follow me. Al.