The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-07-05
CAST OF CHARACTERS
CAROLEE Golfer, heroine,


prospeetor's daughter.
STUART BLAKE, Eastern
dude" tourist; Carolee's lover.
HENRY Golfer, prospector.
PAUL and SILAS Golfer,
prospector's sons.
NINA BLAKE, Stuart's sister.
Yesterday: Stuart gives Caro-.
lee a beautiful bracelet. Romance
begins to grip them both. As they
part Carolee tells Stuart she will
call him from the Mesa should
she need him!
CHAPTER X
Stuart tried all the evening to
put two and two together con-
corning the near tragedies in Sup
erstition, but he couldn't get a
satisfactory four. He suspected
the Golfer men one moment, and
dismissed his suspicious the next.
His regard for Carolee helped
with the dismissals.
Next day, though, he decided
on further action. He would drive
in for official counsel. He had
leased an eight-cylinder car for
their stay in Arizona, and he
wanted to buy some things in
Phoenix anyway. Superstition
Lodge was only 40 miles from
town.
He drove directly to the Mari
copa county courthouse and went
in to see the sheriff, old Tex
Leatherwood. Tex is older than
the courthouse itself, and even
more impressive. He had been an
officer in the 1905 and so had
arrested Jacob Walz, the Dutch
man for whom the lost mine was
named, when that worthy came to
town for an alcoholic stampede.
"Knowed you was up thar" the
old man told Stuart. eve keep a
general eye out on newcomers.
Havin' any difficulties?"
Eyes, SIR" Stuart answered.
Nothing you could put a finger
on, but"
Stuart related details of his
fathers narrow escape in Super
stition, then of his own experience
in the mountain. He was about to
tell why he suspected the Golfers
when it suddenly struck him that
he couldn't do so. They were, af-
ter all, Carolee's family. But she
was so separate and different from
them in his own mind that he had
literally forgotten the relation
momentarily. He felt a trifle sill
ly, having to change the course of
his narrative to the sheriff.
CANT see nothin' to worry
about yet, son." old Tex told
Stuart. Superstition is full of
queer doin's. Most of it amt so
queer, when you git right down
to il. Just a lot Of dudes like your
self goes there, and you amt
at home. This is a wild country,
femme tell you. You're more t
home in busy town, amt YOU"
Stuart smiled and admitted that
it was so. "But the shooting
what about that" he asked.
81 don't know. Prob'ly some
mistake. do know that hardly a
month passes, since was young
man, that some tale Of bein' shot
at don't come out of Superstition.
"Son, shots amt being shot at.
There's prospectors alw'ys takin'
ore sample from up there: And
hunters. And ranchers huntin'
steers. Any of 'em likely to shoot
ut rattlesnakes or painters"
Stuart considered that q mo-
ment, while the old man eyed him.
Then the sheriff resumed.
"You take them two fellers at
the Water Association here, name
of Blaine and Bricst. Honest
young fellers. Said they was shot
at. But it was deer season when
they was up there, and men was
huntin' in them hills
81 tell you how 'tis-f'r years,
all my life, the's been tales about
Superstition. That's how it got its
name. Some people have been
killed up there, and each one OF
'em makes a corral full of yarns
comes trailin' along. People are
skittish when they go up thar.
feel it m'self. | can hear shots
and fgger I'm geing shot at. Son
that mountains full of ghosts"
The sheriff chuckled little
Stuart smiled and NODDED.
81 ought to know" Stuart
agreed. 81 saw plenty of them
when | was craving a drink OF
water. But dad swore the bullets
struck near him. And | can't be-
lieve my horse slipped over q
cliff"
Old Tex considered that for 8
moment.
Didn't you say while ago you
found a painter den? Some kit
tens?"