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seemed to have gone out of him. He
felt no suspense. His only concern
was that he should not fail in his
judgment Of his time. Once as he
waited a car came roaring into In
SEPARATION and the sound of it's ex-
haust, coming to him muff1ed where
he lay in the dark on his bare steel
cot, was indistinguishable from the
voice of Billy Wheeler's roadster.
He started up, fearful that he had
miscalculated, and delayed too long.
But nothing happened; and present
ly he settled back again.
When he judged that most of his
allotted time was gone, he sat up on
the edge of the cot, and drew the
ancient derringer out of his right
boot. His hands automatically test
ed it's we'll oiled action, raising and
lowering the hammer without per.
cussion against the shell. He had
never liked that weapon, but he had
carried it because it was snub-nosed
and lightly built, and fitted in his
boot where anyone could see that
no gun could go. He pulled off his
left boot. Laid close around his an
kle, and secured there with a wrap
Of silk handkerchief, he was carry
ing four buckshot loaded shells.
Fired from the snub-nosed derrin-
ger the shot had poor penetration, as
Old Man Coffee had observed; but
at short range the shells delivered
sufficiently savage blast, as they
had well proved. He now took them
into his hand; and, when he had
pulled his boot on again, he sat
weighing them thoughtfully in his
great fist, and thinking Of things
deep in the past.
Presently Horse Dunn grinned to
himself and stood up; and one by
one he tossed the shells through the
iron bars into the dark. He heard
them fall and lose themselves in the
black alley around his barred cell.
After all, he had never expected to
see the Argentine.
The fourth shell he held a moment
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CATTLE KINGDOM
By ALAN LIE MAY

more. He supposed that his people
would choose to strike between mid
night and dawn, but he dared not
take any risk. Their first recon-
naissance into the town must find
him long on his way-whatever way
that was to be. Just as there must
no longer be any dark conceal
ments in the background of Mari
ans life, so it was also impossible
that he allow her the memory of
her fathers brother as convicted
murderer. Even before the steel
door had closed, shutting away his
last sight of the girl for whom he
had labored so long and faithfully,
he had made up his mind what he
must do.
With war and violence so close
ahead he knew that he should have
been hearing the Indian medicine
drums in his blood, like an old war
pony smelling battle; but, some
where along the trail, all that
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CHAPTER XIV

Horse Dunn waited until he was
certain that it was dark before he
began to count the time. From with
in the concrete walls he could see
no part Of the sky, and 1t was hard
to judge the time when you could
not see even a single star. 1t was
his intention to wait three hours
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or two, wondering if it ought not to
be-his own. If man came to the
last pinch, and saw for certain what
was ahead, it was a pity to leave it
to the coyotes to finish him up. But
in the end he laughed, easy and in
different, and tossed the fourth shell
after the others into the dark.
The one remaining shell was in
the gun. He stretched lazily,
yawned deeply to the bottom of his
great lungs; and fired his last shell
against the iron door.
UP the hill from the sheriff's
house came the sound of running
feet; the sound stopped outside, and
the big keys to the steel door clat-
tered at their locks. This was fol-
lowed by brief pause and a low
voiced conference; Dunn recognized
Link Bender's voice and spasm of
regret shook him for the lost shells.
Horse Dunn stood up, thrusting
the hand which held the derringer
into the front of his shirt. With his
free hand he gripped bar of his
cell high up, and let his knees sag
down and his head fall on his chest
as the door swung wide.
Walt Amos came into the open
door, gun in one hand, lantern in
the other. Dunn made his voice
strangle in his throat as he gasped
-"Amos-in Gods name
The young sheriff sprang forward,
holstering his weapon. "How in all
hell" He fumbled for key from
his belt, chartered it at the door of
the inner cell. "Who got you? Man,
can you speak?" Amos set the lam
tern down, swung the inner door;
and the snub-nosed derringer that
could cut men in two was in his
stomach, and Dunn's great fist was
clamped on the gun butt for which
Amos snatched.
Reach" Dunn said; and the
sheriff's hands went up. Horse
jerked the sheriff's gun, and
tossed it Gathering into the shad-
ows. He turned the sheriff, gripped
him by the back of the belt, and
nosed the empty derringer into his
back.
He kicked the lantern light into
black shatter, and his voice turned
savage as he showed the sheriff
ahead of him into the door open
ing. "Now, you out there-how
about letting drive at this door?
Before I wake you up with a shot or
two under his arm!"
Walt Amos sung out in a CHASTITY
voice, For Gods sake take care
yourselves! He's got me cold!"
Outside, three figures moved
abruptly in the clear light of the
risen moon; Dunn saw and knew
Halliday and Caldwell, but had not
time to recognize the third, who
raced to take cover around the cor
ner Of the jail He supposed this
was Link Bender. He heard Halli-
day swear, and Sam Caldwell called
out sharp order to the third man.
Halliday shouted, ''Walt, grapple
him!" And Caldwell's thick, sardon-
ic voice said from shadows into
which he had disappeared, Crap
pie him yourself, you fool!"
Horse Dunn sided along the wall
of the Jail, weaving the sheriff's
lurching and stumbling figure be-
tween himself and the general loca-
ton of Sam Caldwell. Walt Amos
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called out, Link, look out! He's
coming round the Jail"
"You got CUTS, kid" Horse Dunn
said. He got around the Jail, backed
over the crest of the hill. He wished
that he knew where Link Bender
had gone. Of them all, Link Bend
err was the fox. Just over the crest
was the long adobe wall Of store.
house long since ruined. He got
his back against the remains OF this
wall, and here rested, for he had
been almost carrying the sheriff
with one hand.
For moment or two then the
night was very still. His eyes were
searching shadows, trying to spot
his enemies. But what came to his
mind then was that the breeze from
the desert was fresh and sweet, and
very precious in his lungs; and the
moonlight that betrayed him was
very lovely. And he saw again the
light of just such a blue-silver moon
as this, that had once played curious
tricks as it wavered in the pale
hair of the woman who had be-
come Marian's mother.
Suddenly Walt Amos twisted like
mountain lion, and his back was
strong as the back of a young horse.
Horse smashed out overland with
the gun butt in his fist, and Amos
went down as if felled by the blow
of a silvertip, and lay quiet.
Dunn half turned; and from the
end of the adobe wall flame squirt
ed to the roar of a forty-fve.
Horse Dunn fattened himself
against the adobe, and his knees
bent; the old derringer almost
slipped from his fingers, but he
caught it and held it tight. Slowly
he slid down until he was crouched
upon one knee. He was waiting,
gathering all his strength. He knew
then that if some freak of luck gave
him one more chance at his ene-
mics, he would not be able to carry
through the promise he had made
himself in Marian's name.
A figure moved along the shadow
of the adobe, coming closer, eau
tiously. That would be Link Bend
err. The old fighter could no longer
judge distances very we'll. He wait
ed as long as he dared. in his ebbing
strength.
Suddenly Horse Dunn rose straight
upward on his heels, hurled the
empty derringer in Bender's face,
and lunged forward. His big hands
CROPPED in thickening darkness for
his enemy's gun arm.
A gun was talking, and second
gun, and a third, filling the night
with battle uproar. Horse Dunn
stood straight up, staggered back
ward two steps, found the support of
the adobe wall; then folded at the
knees and went down slowly, his
fingers gripping at the adobe bricks.
The 94's sand-weathered touring
car stood lightless in clunp of
creosote bush hundred PAGES of
the Inspiration road. Val Douglas
and Steve Hurley were draped in
the front seat, their legs hanging
over the doors. Billy Wheeler lay
full length on running board, try
ing to doze; and though Marian was
supposed to be asleep in the back
seat, he knew that she was as broad
awake as he.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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DuL OclOie IIle SIedL O1u llSuIST 1855
er men seemed to 60 to pieces, los
ing their fighting mettle so that
there could be only one end.
To overtake Magoon, Horse Dunn
had muffled the hoofs of his pony
with pads cut from a harness col
lar, and thus had advanced in 81
lence over naked rock. It was only
incidental that the trail of the muf-
fled hoofs had been too obscure for
Billy Wheeler to see.
That was all the story. One thing,
only one, had warped that whole
brief history into something mys-
ferrous and strange, distorting it, to
Dunn's own bewilderment, past all
recognition: that was the old fight
er's abject humility, his pathetic,
unreasoning panic before the dis
approval of Marian, his niece. With
out that, that first simple shoot-out
would have ended where it had oc-
Cured, without any hue or. cry or
storming up of a range. 1t had been
that one effacing of the trail, and
thereafter the silence Of Horse
Dunn, that had changed it all.
Horse" said Billy Wheeler,
"we've got good case yet! Well
fight this to the last ditch, until
they're sick of fighting. They'll new
er prove"
"There'n be- no fight on that"
Horse Dunn said. !"All my life I've
faced things out Behind this girl
there amt ever again going to be
a shadow Of any dark thing hid"
Marian said, "Horse-Horse-"
At the sound of her voice the old
man seemed to crumple and break.
He sat down on the bare steel cot
within his cell, bent his head, and
slowly ran his big hands through
his hair.
The tears were running down Mar
ian's cheeks, but suddenly her head
went up. "Whatthe says he'll do
he'll do. No one understands that
better than I. But there's one other
way. There are still cattle, and
open country, and space!"
"You mean"
1.-THE Argentine! If he's spoken
of it once, he's spoken of it dozen
times. If he won't keep quiet and
let us fight this thing here-at least
we can split this place wide open,
and start him on his way!"
Horse Dunn stood up slowly, like
man rising to the light. "Why,
Marian-why, Marian"
We'll take you out of here!
We've still got good men, and horses
and guns. Coffee knows the old lost
trails that none of these others
know. Hold yourself ready-to-
night, this very night! We're too
much for them yet, you hear? Well
come into this town"
"Tush, child! / don't care what
comes out of this now. ! couldn't
let you get into stuff like that, for
mel"
This isn't for you," she told him.
''This is for me, you hear? Well"
The door f1ared open and shut
again as Old Man Coffee slid in.
'The sheriff's started up the hill.
What more you want to say-say
quick!"
"Tonlght, Marian said. Now
you can't argue any more" She
pulled down his head, and kissed
him, as Walt Amos hauled open
the door.
Looking back once more, Billy
Wheeler saw that there were tears
in the old mans eyes. Yet-he
thought he had never seen the face
of any man so happy, so serene, so
secure in what was ahead. For a
moment, though, Billy was troubled.
AS the door closed between them,
Wheeler thought that Dunn's eyes
were looking at the girl like the eyes
Of a man seeing her for the last
| time.
rrYA DrEQ wv
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'how did it ever happen?"
"The shoot-out with Flagg, you
meant"
He told them now, step by step;
the story of an old gun-fghter, and
old ideals of justice and right. 1t
came out haltingly, as Horse Dunn
paced. But even told slowly, and
with an effort greater than they
could ever know, that story was
brief.
Until he met Bob Flagg on the
Red Sleep trail, Dunn had had no
advance word of his partners ar
rival. At that time he had already
been waiting for Flagg's arrival for
weeks-the very existence of the 81
depended upon him; and Dunn was
shocked and astonished to meet
frayed-out man on worthless horse
and saddle borrowed from a rus
tler-and recognize this man as his
Arizona partner.
And then, riding toward the 81
with Flagg, Dunn had learned the
truth. There had been no sale of the
Flagg-Dunn ranch, and there were
no proceeds. There had been no
such ranch for more than two
years!
Bob Flagg had neither been COM
pletely crooked, nor completely fool
ish; but combination of some folly
and some crookedness had been
more than enough to break the
brand when the beef market failed.
To Dunn, in the moment Of discov-
cry, it must have seemed that Mar
ian's property-for the Arizona
ranch was to have saved Marian's
94-had been gambled away by his
cheating partner.
'"There was only one thing to do"
Horse Dunn said row with an odd
simplicity. Bob Flagg knew it as
we'll as me. You have to say this
for him-he put off facing the music
for two years; but in the end he
came and faced it like a man. I
said to him, Bob, I can't let this
pass He said, I know it, Horse.
said, Bob, aim to turn my back
Fire your first shot into the air.
When I hear your gun, I'll turn
and draw His second shot sung
over me, for I had to stoop to 60
for the only gun / had, which was
an old derringer in my boot; and in
the next second let drive-and he
was through"
Slowly, then, old Horse Dunn tried
to explain to them how it was he
had buried Bob Flagg in the Red
Sleep. 1t had seemed the most nat
ural thing in the world that he
should make a suitable burial of
his partner in some far, open place.
He felt no sense Of remorse. He
had simply set out to lay away his
partner-no less his partner be-
cause they had split at the end of
the trail.
And then the thought of seeing
horror in the eyes of his niece, who
would not underestimate suddenly
had seemed more than he could
face. Never before in all his long
career had Horse Dunn concealed
from the world anything that he
had done. Even this time, his wor-
ship of this girl prompted him only
to single trick-the trick that had
fooled Old Man Coffee in the Short
Creek trailing. He was riding a
horse from which the shoes had
just been pulled, so that it had
deep, long hoofs, with nail splits.
He simply rode the horse into the
water, dismounted, and trimmed the
hoofs fiat to the sole, with his knife.
1t had fooled Coffee; it had not
fooled old Rock.
Nor had it fooled Cayuse Cage
tano. But Horse rested no great
weight in the killing at Ace Springs.
Cayuse had been worthless char
acter; Horse already owed him a
heavy debt in missing calves, for
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Evelyn Hardness Wed
To Mr.. r. T. Corbell, Jr.

MISS EVELYN HARKINESS Of
Leesburg and Richmond, daugh-
ter Of the Rev. and Mrs. Norris Hark-
mess Of Leesburg, was married yester-
day to Mr.. Robert Thruston Corbell
jr, OF Richmond. son of Mr.. and
Mrs. r. T. Corbell of Danville and
formerly Of Leesburg. The wedding
took place at the home Of Mr.. and
Mrs Thomas N. Fendall, uncle and
aunt Of the bride
The ceremony was performed by the
Rev. Norris Hardness, the brides
father. The wedding music was PLAYED
by Miss Elizabeth Carter Davis. or
ganist OF st. James Episcopal Church.
The bride, who was given in mar
fiage by her brother, Mr.. Norris Hark-
mess, I'd. wore a gown of white Or
ganza, made on old-fashioned lines.
with long tulle veil caught with or.
ange blossoms, and carried an old.
fashioned bouquet of roses and lilies
Of the valley.
Her only attendant was Miss Helen
Lansdowne Corbell of Danville, sister
OF the bridegroom, who wore pink net
and carried deep lavender iris
Mr.. Corbell had as his best man
Mr. Frank C. Littleton, jr. The ushers
were Mr.. Winslow Williams of Lees
burg and 1t. Harold c. Shelf of Fort
Meade, Md.
Miss Harkiness is a graduate of
Orgontz School in Philadelphia. Mr..
Corbell attended the Virginia Military
Institute. The couple will reside in
Richmond, where Mr.. Corbell Is en-
ployed.
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Dorothy v. Mcdonald
Is Wed in Manila.

THE wedding in Manila of Miss Dor
othy Vivian Mcdonald to 1t. Orne
Campbell Robbins, U. s. NJ, took place
April %, in the candle-lighted Cathe-
dral of ST. Mary and st. John. The
Rev. j. c. w. Linsley, rector of the
cathedral. officiated.
Miss Mcdonald, daughter Of Capt.
and Mrs. Joseph Edward Mcdonald,
is well known here, where she has rela-
tives. Capt. Mcdonald was born in
Washington and was graduated from
Eastern High School.
Mrs. J. H. Bouriand was matron of
honor. and other attendants were
Mrs. T. v. Peters, Miss Ethel Shamer,
Miss Anne Atkins and Miss Betty Ney-
man.
The bride, who was given in mar
riage by her father, wore q wedding
gown of white satin with q low neck
and long sleeves. The gown had an
empire bodice and long train. Her
veil fell from a crownless Mary of
Scotland hat. The bridal bouquet
was long double spray of white but
terfy orchids.
1t. j. j. Staley acted as best man.
After the ceremony the couple
passed under an arch of steel formed
by the crossed sabers of the ushers,
who were 1t. R. o. Burzynski, 1t. r.
w. Cavenagh, 1t. A. Raborn. 1t. M.
E. Garrison and 1t. J. B. Grady.
It. Robins is stationed with the Sal
Of Submarine Division 10.
Evening star., 1938-05-15

corsage OF talisman roses and lilies
of the valley
Following the ceremony a reception
was held. Mrs Moore wore a gown
Of brown crepe with a corsage of gar
denias. Mrs. Treadwell, the brides
mother, wore a gown Of Venetian
violet crepe with a corsage of sweet
peas and lilies of the valley.
Later In the evening Mr.. and Mrs.
Williams left for a trip to Richmond
and other points in Virginia. the
bride wearing a suit Of dark blue wool
with hat and accessories matching.
Her corsage was Of dark red roses.
They are at home at their apart
ment. PIT Erie avenue. in Takoma
Park.
Evening star., 1938-05-15

Mr. Alwyn Vaughan Folk Of Wash
ington.
The wedding took place Wednesday
morning, May IL, at the Francis As
bury Methodist Church. The Rev.
Albert P. Shirley Of Washington OH
ciated.
The bride wore q black suit with
black and white accessories, and cor
sage Of orchids and lilies Of the val-
ley. Her only attendant was Miss
Vena Seitznger Of Flat Rock, Ill, and
Washington, who wore q black-and-
white print crepe frock with black
and-white accessories.
Mr.. Stephen Folk Of Washington
was his brothers best man.
immediately following the ceremony
the couple left on a short wedding trip
through the South.
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Ruth Burslem Married
To Mr.. Edwin Maurice Cue.

MISS RUTH ELIZABETH BURs-
LEM, daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
Earnest A. Burslem of Hyattsville.
Nd. and Mr. Edwin Maurice Cue of
Pittsburgh, Pa, son of Mr.. and Mrs.
Maurice Cue of Damascus, Nd, were
married May 6 at 8 o'clock in tho
First Presbyterian Church of Hyatts-
vile.
The Rev. D. Hobart Evans, pastor
Of the church, and the Rev. George
Ashworth Burslem, D. D., of St.
Georges, Del, uncle of the bride, Of
ficiated. The wedding marches were
played by Miss Charlotte Coburn.
Solos were sung by Mrs. Alfred Man.
ming and during the ceremony there
was soft organ music.
The bride, who was given in mar
riage by her father, wore candlelight
slipper satin, made on princess lines,
with long sleeves, circular train and
square neckline. Her long ivory tulle
veil was edged in lace used on her
mothers wedding gown and she car
ried a shower bouquet of sweetheart
roses and lilies of the valley.
Miss Virginia Burslem of Chambers
burg, Pa, cousin of the bride, who was
maid Of honor. wore silk net in two
shades of orchid made with old-fash-
ioned fitted bodice, puffed sleeves
and full skirt. Tiny punches of arti-
fetal flowers trimmed the silk under
skirt. tied with small bows of orchid
ribbon. She wore orchid satin san
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Mabel Treadwell Wed
To DR.. Dahlma v. Williams.

MISS MABEL LEE TREADWELL,
daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. VIM
field Hancock Treadwell of Takoma
Park, was married Sunday, May 8, at
the home of the brides brother-in-law
and sister. Mr.. and Mrs. Erwin w.
Moore, to Mr.. Dahlma v. Williams of
Washington. son of Mr.. William An
derson Williams and the late Mrs.
Williams of Raleigh, N. G. The cere-
money was performed by the Rev.
Alger H. Jones.
The bride, who was given in mar
riage by her father. wore long gown
Of light blue brocaded satin fashioned
on princess lines, with haring skirt,
and with bolero jacket. She wore q
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Frances Mueller Bride
OF Mr.. Edward North Reed.

nF INTEREST in Washington Is
the announcement by Mr.. and
Mrs. Eugene F. Mueller Of Chevy Chase
Of the marriage Of their daughter.
Miss Frances Mueller, to Mr.. Edward
North Reed.
The ceremony took place in Clare
mont, Calf. yesterday afternoon.
The Rev. Alan Hunter officiated.
Mr.. Reed is the son of DR.. and Mrs.
Edward North Reed of Santa Monica,
Calf, and was graduated from Po-
mona College in the class of '35. He
is now on the staff of the Riverside
Press and Enterprise. The bride also
attended Pomona and spent the past
winter with her parents in Chevy
Chase. where many prenuptial parties
were given in her honor.
The wedding was followed by q
supper in the home Of Miss Anna
Sjobeck, close friend, after which
Mr.. and Mrs. Reed left for q short
wedding trip in the Yosemite. Upon
their return they will be at home to
their friends at 1887 Walnut street.
Rivedside, Calf.
Evening star., 1938-05-15
Miss Dorothy Penn Wed
To Mr.. John w. Cooper.

THE wedding Of Miss Dorothy Irene
Penn to Mr. John william Cooper
took place in Emory M. E. Church
May 6 at o'clock. The Rev. H. e.
Cromer offlciated.
The bride wore powder blue wool
suit with navy blue accessories and
had corsage OF lilies of the valley
and sweetheart roses.
Mrs. Cooper is the daughter Of
Mrs. George L. Penn Of Portland,
Greg, and has been employed in the
United States Civil Service Commits
sion the last two years. Mr.. Cooper
is the son Of Mr.. and Mrs. Thomas
H. Cooper Of Thaxton, Va.
A reception was held Immediately
following the ceremony and the couple
left for q motor trip to Portland.
Mr.. and Mrs. Cooper will make their
home In Takoma Park, Nd, when
they return.