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CHAPTER XNIX
The Clash of Wills
he shouted. “A
HEZEKIAH LEAHS HIS PEOPLE
BACK TO GOD.
Phe Junaay School Wesson
By CHARLES G. TRUMBULL, Litt. D.
(Editor of the Sunday School Times)
Every tiny leaf is
storehouse of flavo
‘Fresh from the gardens*
—K-
. More Sl<
Buck Bodine, new owner of the old
ebster place, for revenge upon
Dick Acklin, big boss of Double
A Ranch in Paradise Valley, plots
with the Basques to blow up Ack-
lin’s dam. Mercedes Arrascada
discovers her brother Esteban’s
connection with the plot and fol
lows his trail until she reaches a
float bearing dynamite to the
• dam. She jumps aboard she float
but it catches fire and she is res
cued by Acklin’s man, Kildare,
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iand accept this again.
Many a time their ancestors ImuC
| rejected God, with the only possibly
[result; desolation and suffering. Thor?
King pleaded with all the people,
[therefore, not to be us their fathmesr [had been, but to take -happiness in
stead of misery from God's® hands?
[“For the Lord your God is gracious
and merciful, and will not turn away*
His face from you if ye return unite
Him."
Would it seem like sheer insanity
to reject an invitation like that? But,
as the messengers passed through*,
the land many “laughed them fA
scorn and mocked them.”
should we he surprised; are not mor.t
men doing that today with God’s*
messengers and God’s invitation*
which is the Gospel?
A few in Israel came; all of Ju
dah came. And the first thing they
did was to break clown the idolatrous
altars and throw them into fhe-
brook Kidron. Sinful practices were,
put away.
■The precious Blood of the Lamh
was then symbolized in the killing e£
the passover. It had meant Israel’s.
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It was the Big Bbss. -Skip and a
dozen others were with him. The
fury of the man suggested the on
rush. of the angry waters, through
the gorge. At first he saw only
Kildare.
‘What did it?’’
bomb?”
His quick-acting
an invasion of his
the courts could not prepare. He was
off his horse in advance of his men
and striding toward Blaze when he
haw Mercedes.
“What’s- she doing here?” he bel
lowed. Without giving him time to
answer, he yelled; “Yog, saw her!
What was she up to?”
Blaze got to his feet,
“She was doin’ the best she could
to save the- dam,” he drawled omi
nously.
Mercedes spoke for the first time.
“I was too late,” she half whis
pered. “Too late to save my little
brother.”
The men gathered close about Iter,
hanging on her words. Acklin felt
himself outside the circle of sym
pathy. He turned and stared at the
remains of the dam that’ had been
his life’s dream. Some one would
pay for that!
The lake was almost empty. Two
men waded their horsed across it and
circled round until they were up with
the others. It was Brother John and
Melody with their questions.
Skip had produced a flask, and
Blaze doled out the stimulant to the
£irl. Her face lost its whiteness.
“Guess we better get you back
the Rancho now,” he suggested.
Acklin’overheard him.
“This is a job for the sheriff,”
snarled
Head.”
The crowd caught the clash of
wills.
Blaze saw Melody. They exchang
ed glances.
“You misunderstand me slightly.”
Kildare's tones were too svreet, too
even. “I said that she was going
home,” he’ went on.
Acklin should have known better
than to continue this, but he was
blind with rage. over his loss. He
refused to be warned; He_ raised
his hand to Skip.
“Do what I tell you,” 'he cried.
“Take her to the Bull’s Head,
still givin’ the orders here.”
reached for his revolver.
Skip started to move, but he
only a- step,
the crowd.
“Throw up your hands, all of you!
he rasped out.
one th'ht moves.
I give orders.
Melody?” he asked.
“I’ve heard him called that,” f
“Get her home then. I‘m telling
you! Don’t look anywhere else.”
Blaze turned to the girl. . ' •
“You go with Melody. He’ll get
you to the Rancho.”
The Big Boss hesitated. • The girl
was gone before Blaze spoke again.
“All right, boys. You can take
them down,” he slowly said. Thanks
for obliging that way.”
He dropped his guns as
to Acklin.
“I’ve worn myself thin
outfit. Things have been
that I didn’t savvy. But
ask any questions. I could quit if
I didn’t like it. I guess I’m through
now. I suppoise I’ll be getting my i pay in the morning.
Acklin glared at Kildare. His ex
pression changed as he told him what
Mercedes had done. The girl’s dar
ing won muttered approval from the
men.
Acklin moved back and forth for
a minute or two before answering.
“You may be- right,” he growled
at last. “I aim to find out, though.
If .she wasn’t in this deal, her bro-
ter .was. She’d never been here,
otherwise. He wasn’t alone, either,
ril never believe that a kid like
Esteban could make a bomb good
enough to blow that wall out.” ,
The big cow-man returned to his
pacing back and forth, as indication
that the incident was closed for the
time being. The men stood about
uneasily, wondering what they would
do next
Blaze. ■;
With' modesty peculiar to men of
his typd
cue of
other boys/ Were'equally. reticent in
commenting on it, but theyftindbf-
stood. It was the, cowboy edde. '; ’
Acklin had b,Ge,iL'.-.dra^Tn back’* to
his Scrutinizing of thq'wAckhd^Vhil,
So tar no deflhite-'pW of action Wd
evolved in liis mind. His foreman
must have heard the explosion”ail’d
must, be on the way-td' Ms side. LoolA
iug across,, the, cahoij, he snw.'a
silhoueltOd, ’the ' sky. 'His
first thought as that ft was Mor
row.. *' ' .<■ ‘ •
“Hollo, 4hm‘b?’* the other called,
“that you, Double A?”
It was Chet ’'DibVlno; Acklin ans
wered him.
Golden Text
The Lord your God
and merciful (II. Chron.
Some people seem to
we cannot have God and
lives at the same time,
that we cannot have joy unlei
have God
turned hack wholly to God in
lesson, and the result was that th
had such happiness as they had n
known for almost three centuries.
To get the meaning -of the less
story we should read chapters 28, :
and 30. They tell the story of a
bad father and a good son. Ahaz
was one of the worst Kings Judah
ever had; he turned against
■worshipped other gods and idols,
led his people into open sin
abominations.4 When his
reign came to *an end and his
-old son Hezekiah took the
A clean-living young man,
no time in leading his people
righteousness and decency,
fitly he^knew that there was no
thing as morality without true rtli
gion, which is faith in God and obt.d
fence to Him; so in the first me
of the fist year of his reign lie “o;
ed the doors of the house of
Lord, and repaired them.”
twenty-ninth chapter tells all tha'
did to^ cleanse the temple, instruct
the priests, and restore the worship
of God. Here is an outline of mb
thirtieth chapter;
The/ King invites all, whosoever
will, to receive God’s free grace t.z
favor. (1-6.)
A warning from their fathers’
ample (7-9).
Many reject the invitation; s-.n
accept (10-12).
Sinful practices put away. (’
14.)
The Blood of the Lamb (15-20.)
Joy and Confession (21-22).
The worship repeated, not as dm
hut as a privilege, in great joy ( 2
26.)
Blessing and answered prayer.
(27.)
Israel, or the Northern ten tribes,
had long ago broken with Judah, <-r
the Southern two tribes; but King
Hezekiah invited all Israel and Ju
dah to “come to the house of the
Lord at Jerusalem, to keep the pass
erver unto the Lord God of Israel.”
l't was a kingly inv-itation, sent in a
kingly way, with the posts carrying
the royal letters from Beersheba to
Dan, the extreme south and the ex-
trme north.
The passover was. the great sign
of Gpd’s grace and deliverance; His
people were invited to turn to-Him
God.
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He felt her stir; a second, and
opened her eyes. Mercedes refused
to believe what she saw. She lifted
her hand slowly and felt the man be
side her. He was real then!
■ While Blaze knelt with Mercedes
in his'arms on the brink of the can
on, the roaring below them grew in
violence. Grinding, screeching, the
rushing water was ripping the hole,
through which it was pouring, into
as ever-widening gap. The concrete
was still green. It had set well
enough to hold back the placid wa
ter, but against this flood it was
helpless. One block would give way
and bring its neighbors tumbling
down with it. The titanic force,
sweeping by, caught them up as- if
they had been marbles and hurled
them into the valley.
From the bank across the canon
somebody called him. It was Mel
ody; good old Melody!
“I tried to save the dam,” Mer
cedes murmured slowly. “Basilio
. . . he’s down there.”
“You trailed Esteban, eh;”
She nodded.
“The little chief may be all right,”
Blaze lied, wondering how Esteban
could have failed to think of his
brother and sister. “The water will
be spread out long before it gets to
the hacienda.”
Mercedes tried to sit up. ' ''
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What will-happen to Esteban now?”
‘‘Let the others ask that. You keep
still,” he warned. “Someone’s com
ing now. It’ll be Acklin. too.’’
A new conception of
~ per rmance
he
“She’s going to the Bull’s
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“I’ll bust the first
This is once when
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Brother John spoke to
Several “others joined them.
Blaze said little’.of his res-
Mercedes. Skip and*. tfie
they were in Egypt; it means tlusr
way of escape frem death, and tte
only way, for all men in all lands
all times. Have we accepted the*
sacrifice of the Lamb of God, His:
only-"Son, .and we under His blood?
If so, we are saved; if not, we av«s
lost.
Tlfe people gladly took the oppor
tunity of confessing their sins to
God, and it was a time of great glad
ness, with singing* and music o£
“loud instruments.” Why shoul-i:
people ever suppose God’s religon,
the Gospel, bakes folks gloomy?
is Satan's lie, for there is no joy ex
cept in God and Christ.
After the required sevpn days off
this observance the whole assembly
decided to “keep other seven days;
and they kept other seven days with
gladness.” They thought of it as a
privilege, not as -a duty, and their
joy knew no bounds. There had noft
been such a time, we read, “since
the time of Solomon, the son of Das-
vid, King of Israel.” And that,,
meant well o;i toward three centur
ies.
There were too great results. God’s
appointed representatives, the priest®
“blessed the people,” as God author
ized them to do. The closing wordsr
of the chapter are impressive: “anti
their voice was heard, and their
prayer came up to His holy dwelling;
place, even unto Heaven.When
we really turn to God, trust Him
fully, and do Hi® will, every barrier
erected by our sin between Himself
and ourselves is cast down, and He*
■ hears us.
Are our prayers answered? Iff
[not, does this lesson tell us why?
he?” the big boss' de-
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know.' T-Ie’s hidin’ be-
and the cedars. He’s
would be,’
“Come on over . here,” the man
shouted. “I got the bird that did
this trick,”
“WT10 ■ is
manded. ,
“I don’t
tween hqre
badly wounded.
By the- time they had made im;-
descent to the valley and climbed up
to the high plateau on which Chet
Waited, some of Morrow’s men from
thepeak had arrived. Cash him
self had not yet shown up. Acklin
left. Patterson behind to wait for
him. ■
Leaving their horses when they
neared the trees, the men spread
out and began beating the bu-ah.
Moving in an unbroken line they ad
vanced toward the spot that had
been the shore of the lake. They
had come'within sight of it without
discovering any one when a voice
cried out to them; “Come on! I’m
done.” v
They saw him then leaning against
the trunk of a’tree. It was Esteban
“So it’s you, eh?” he questioned.
“I’m not surprised.”
‘I didn’t think you
boy answered with a grin.
Blaze came up at that. Esteban,
stared at him.
“Hello, Kildare,” he* smiled.
The cowboy shook his head sadly.
The thing that he had feared htol
happened. The young fellow seemed
to. read his thought. Mlis smile
never deserted him,, however.
“Roll mo a smoke, will you?” he
asked.
Blaze’made a cigaret for him and
put-sit ip his mouth. By the light
of 1,'ke flaring match lie saw the bos
condition.
“Yquh’e linrt had, bh'?’-’
,;\“I’m going out this time,, hll .rigl
But I haven’t .got •_any - kick.!’ J
turned, his. eyes bit .(he}Big Boss,
wanted, tq .beat ..yott- ouec—jjust on<,
I, guess '! got niy‘wish;*’'• ,
, “Your
tbo,’’ the
-ingly.* ^That’s
This was my party
Uinito /or the job;
Abd r set it sirtritt.
‘ “Oh, no, you didn’t!
Morrow who spokg. He had
there for a lhoineht, unnoticed.
didn’t make the ‘miho that did this
job. You ain’t smart enough.”
His men fell buck its the foreman
pals will get ■
big cattleman’
talk, Acklin
advanced to Esteban’s side.
“We got the fellow that bossed
'this job. Caught him over in thd
buttes. Bodine is his name!”
' And Romero? Had they caught,
him,’ too? The boy had to risk
question. ■
'You. got him with you, have yuh?9"
Cash grinned.,
“He’ll be here directly. And the?
other one, too.” Cash didn’t risk
another- name. Esteban didn’t no-*
tice that. His heart sank. Evid
ently Cash was not bluffing.
‘Mercedes . . .Basilio!” Estebans,
groaned. His head fell forward o»
'his chest. Blaze put his arm arountl
him. In a few words he told tiro-
boy about his sister.
“But Basilio?” Esteban cried so
that all heard. "Bodine promises!
to get him out in time.”
He reached up and pulled Kil
dare’s ear down close to his mouth.,
“You look out for her, will you?
Tell Iler that I tried to get word to
her and the baby.”
‘Buck up,” Blaze pleaded. ‘You're^
not going out.”
“Hang on to me.” the boy begged*
“I’m choking. I’ll be gone in jusfe.
a minute.”
(To be continued)
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