Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1941-06-05
CHAPTER VII

CHAPTER VII
These men whom Roper now gath
cred about him hated a particular
man, not only as lawless as them
selves, but a man who was more
than one man. Ben Thorpe was a
thousand men; operating under
Cleve Tanner in the south, and. Walk
Lasham in the north, his innumer-
able retainers filamented the plains
from the Rio Grande to the Big
Horn. That Roper's men hated Ben
Thorpe was no coincidence; Roper
had picked men of personal grudge.
Most of them had first been out
lawed because they had not suited a
single organization = the organiza-
ton of Ben Thorpe.
Up and down and across half of
Texas, constantly in the saddle, Bill
Roper threaded his new organiza-
ton. Sometimes Dry Camp Pierce
was with him; more often he trav-
eled alone. These famous gunfght-
ers and outlawed men whom Roper
gathered were just youngsters, most
ly. Some of them were true killers;
some merely reckless kids who had
got off on the wrong foot. ALI of
them were badly wanted by what
little law there was.
One night in early June, Dry Camp
Pierce and Bill Roper sat in the
back room of a saloon, deep in
Texas. --- ---- r
Look" Dry Camp Pierce said.
GIVE stole cows until I could pave
my way to hell with their hides.
Butt don't know-to steal cows for
Dusty's kid" n.
Bill Roper's teeth flashed clean in
his grin. "Whose cows?"
GIVE stole cows
"You're going to steal cows that
belong to me, now"
"Figure you own these cows?"
''I'm half of King Gordon, now
split. I've taken, out of King Cor
don, seven camps without cows; now
I'm claiming the COWS that Thorpe
took from Dusty King. And from
some other men that we're going to
lend hand to, pretty SOON"
Dry Camp Pierce-he was called
that because he hated to camp too
near to Water-Went to work for
Bill Roper as he had never worked
before; and thus the king of cow
thieves, the brand changer extraor-
binary, for once aligned on the side
of the law that was not.
Ten rustlers' camps hooked into
Thorpe-Tanner territory
But Dry Camp also helped in 9TH
er ways.
A hot June dusk, five days after
the meeting at Whipper Forks, found
Bill Roper at the Dry Saddle Cross
ing, where he was to meet Lee Har-
nish; and this meeting, too, was ar
ranged by Dry Camp Pierce, though
by this time Pierce was already far
away.
Here ran the broad, many-chan-
neled river, dividing two countries
a river whose split wanderings made
two miles of intermittent shadows.
At this border of vast, impercepti-
bly, rolling prairie stood narrow
string of adobe shacks. That was
the Dry Saddle Crossing.
Two men-Bil Roper and Lee
Harnish-sat in front of one of those
abandoned shacks, and tried to get
together.
GIVE always understood" Roper
said, "that you were acquainted
some, below the line
Harnish's hard eyes studied Rop-
er, and for little while nothing
could be heard except the mourn
ing of doves in the willow scrub by
the water. Next to Dry Camp Pierce,
Lee Harnish was the oldest of those
to join Roper; he was twenty-eight.
He was tall and lank, sun-baked al
most to the color of an Indian; his
green eyes were curiously blank, inn
penetrable, and he liked to look his
man in the eye with the peculiar
fixity seen in the gaze of hawks.
GIVE been down there some," he
admitted. GIVE made a few drives
into Chihuahua; one drive to Mex
leo City"
eff you had a big wet herd run
to you just below the line, would
you know no to get rid of it,"
II can't make out your hand"
Harnish said. "King- never
swung the long rope yet, that I
heard Of" %y Ng
'Tm not King-Gordon now. My
stunt is to smash Cleve Tanner; and
I don't care what it COSTS"
whats wrong with backing him
into shoot-out, if that's what you
want?"
"That comes later. If l bust Tan
ner / can bust Thorpe. But if Tan
ner is gunned before he's busted,
Thorpe will take over in Texas, and
the chance to break up his Texas
layout will be gone.'
"You amt going to bust him by
running off few head of cattle.
This river crossing is slow work,
kid"
II figure to cross five thousand