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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1929-05-09, Page 7•A* '9 I WHISPERING SHOE Harry Sinclair Drago and Joseph Noel 1 (THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE <1 'W’-’ «——— ...- - ...... BEGIN HERE TODAY -ljpjctf Acklin big boss of the Double A ranch, takes a lynching party to II*’ the ranch of Buck Bodine when •7 he hears that Buck is the instiga- blowing, up of a dam by theDouble A. Acklin finds Mer­ it cedes Arrascada in tears at Bo- dine’s place and Shorty, one of $ Bodine’s men, dead on the floor. [C fBlaze Kildare of the Double A 'an unseen spectator of all that'an unseen spectator of all that happens inside the cabin. jg NOW GO WITH THE STORY 1 lr Mercedes bit her finger nails nerv- rUSly under the searching scrutiny pf Acklin’s eyes. Her very excite- * Went made "her seem guilty to him.|rhe crying child brought back.to the ijian a recollection of Es.teban’s I.ords. -Bodine had taken care of the child then! She had come, too! ttJn some way- she had got rid of his , Man, Melody. . |i His voice rose to a roar:- as he lipened histmouth to speak. Ip “So you’re getting ready to skip kvith Bodine, eh? * That’s your little . jiplan, is it? You forget it! .He’s : ’■|done all the travelling lie’s going to g'do. You'llgo with 'me when J have here; < Aw-w-h! Who did that? r He pointed to Shorty. “She did!” Bodine cried, wiping me blood from liis scratched face. ^'Pulled my gun out and got him mom the door there!”I’“Is. that right?” Acklin Followed, a Mercedes covered her face with per hands. He could hear her sob fes she turned away. It was answer Enough .for him. | “They’ll take you to jail foi&this,” m grumbled. Then; “No, they Won’t either! I’ll fix that!’’ - He came close to Bodine. Buck’s erve had returned in a measure. * “You won’t take her away from 10, Acklin; not that way,” lie cut in efore the Big Boss could speak. Jut Acklin laughed in his face for is pains. “You have your little jo.ke, Bo- ine,” JJe* warned. “Your* time’s hort e """" •" ■■"■"■■■II.......JI buck’s face paled a trifle at the studied ease with which the man be­ fore him'uttered this statement. “What you hintin’ at now?” he de- “When my men get here you’ll find out. You didn’t think you could -get. away with what you pull­ ed- ou one, did you? You bossed this deal’” | Bodine’s lips- twitched uneasily. Had that fool kid given him away? His poker eyes searched Acklin’s face for some sign of bluffing, but he found nothing to reassure him. “You ain’t goin’ to have me ar­ rested on that posco’s word, are you,’ he asked. “No. We Ain’t going to arrest you, Bodine." The directness of this statement 'blanched the big fellow’s face. They were going to do. without the law; that was what - Acklin was saying! The ridge along Buck’s spine grew cold for a second. But his concern passed. He had been in dire straits befpre and lived through. He.sum­ moned ia grin to his mouth now .and laughed derisively, pretending not to understand the innuendo.’”" “You’re all cut up about’ your dam, ain't yph.” The laugh died out of Bodine’s voice. “Yqu’ll never rebuild that little toy,-either; not" if. you jug me!” ' ., ’’ It was Acklin’s turn to smile. “We clean forgot about your in­ junction when we built-if, ’dicliEt: we?” he tasked sarcastically. “No!” 1 Buck shook his head. “You forget how the water was tricked out' of the Rebel so that you could build your dam! When I tell my story to a jury, you’ll go into" ellipse.” • ‘The jury that’s going to hear your case will use a rope! You get that, Bodine. By the time the- coroner comes to, get this thing on the -floor, the buzzards will be picking, your bones.' There won’t be nobody but me tovsay. how this, man got shot. And if I say that you did it the mat­ ter will be ended. You are going to swing!” Buck cast an anxious,, calculating, eyes <at the windows. The one at' Ms back was open. It was near enough, too. A flying leap, and he , could make it. In the murky grey­ ness of early dawn he could steal away. Acklin was looking at his watch. It was an opportunity, a chance! (Mercedes She saw his muscles knot, tention, Her amazement. Bodine crouched then for spring that -was to take him to safe­ ty; but the patter of horses outside the window at which he was .aiming stopped him short. Acklin smiled, at him pityingly. He had heard al­ so. Kildare had watched Acklin and Bodine, He blessed every minute that passed Without bringing the rank and file of the Double A to thwart him, That the Big Boss had come there single-handed revealed Acklin in a new light. Blaze had always found him cautious, tactful, unemotional. His coming here was madness. He could not have known that Bodine was alone. Or had he figured that the man was in hiding; that the house on' Webster Creek would be deserted? He had heard the bustle of ap­ proaching men a long minute before Buck or Acklin became aware of their noise.* There were five or six in the party. ' He recognized Brother Jones’ cackling voice. A second •later the old man and his compan­ ions were tramping into the kitchen. Blaze recognized Chet and Patter­ son bringing up the rear. They were' all heavily armed. Brother Jones was already at the door of the room ;in which Acklin had cornered Bo­ dine. . The others were at his heels. Kildare sprang into action. He placed,., his hands on, the sill and vaulted into the'"kitchen. When the Big Boss caught sight of him he be­ lieved the man had come in with the others. ■?.■■■ ' “Here he is!” the owner of the Double A called out, pointing to Bo­ dine. “My Gawd! Who done that?” Brother, Jones exclaimed, catching sight of the body in the corner. The coming of these men turned Buck’s face a sickly hue. He ac­ tually stammered when he said: “She d-d-did it!” Mercedes heart leaped Us she saw Kildare. He made no attempt to go to her. The girl’s half-raised hand fell limply to her side. She dimly realized that the man’s eyes were trying to convey somp message to her. She saw him tap his lips sign- nificantly. And then Acklin was- sayingr-—x was watching Bodine, .fingers clinch, She divined his mouth opened his in­ in the now— Acklin almost Bodine didn’t do any “You boys forget that remark of his. He’s lying. There was only three of us here, and—” “Youtre not counting me, I guess.' The crowd wheeled on Kildare. “Why, you lust came in, with Jones, didn’t you?” roared, Blaze shook his head. “No, I've been here for half an hour, shooting.” Life flowed back into Buck’s veins immediately. This was help from an unsuspected source. “That’ll stop your little game, Acklin,” he pried. The Big Boss paid no attention to Bodine’s words. His eyes were on Blaze. In tense tones he said to him. “You ain’t saying who did it, .dare. But you and I know- means a trial—jail! We don’t wa: that. If you’ll pass me your word we’ll string, up this skunk for blow­ ing out the dam and killing this man and let it go at that.” Then came the clatter horses. “Here are the rest of We’ll get moving!” The raised his voice. “Somebody bring in a rope,” he cried. “Hurry up!” Blaze heard the men dismounting There were not less than 25 in the crowd. There wouldn’t be any de­ lay now. This affair was going through to its sordid finish. Bodine’s face was ghastly. Without knowing why he did it, Kildare- walked past him into the kitchen. There seemed to be some delay outside. He could hear a murmur of voices. Bodine’s rifle stood in the corner. Blaze picked it up and threw a shell into the- barrel, in the- past lie had pondered at some length over acquiring this gun. He saw that it was the same caliber as Acklin’s. That effectually snapped- the filmsy, thread of circumstantial evidence by which he had expected to trap JOSe’s murderer. He told himself now that he should not have expected any other end to such rea­ soning. At least he still had the Indian charm. The others started moving into the kitchen^ Brother Jones had a gun at Bodine’s 'back. Acklin sang out again for those outside to hurry up. In answer to his second call the door was flung open. Blaze could hardly see for joy. The man who had just entered was Tuscarra! “Sorry I had to keep you waiting.” the little fellow cried.* “I been hurryin’ to beat all get out!” “What you‘floing. here?” Acklin shouted. ■'*“ *' ' . Kent smiled 'faintly. II Come in and S' The Difference in Tire Cords © PHONE IOB r the boys. Big Boss c?1* of many W. J. BEER olds Lyle cords all the difference in tlie [d between ordinary tire cor^ Supertwist Cords* We have at tehine that will show just what the difference is and how it makes Good* year Tires 60 much better. It’ll take only a minute of your time — and yetrlH know a whole lot more about# tire& \ Come in and try it yourself. Supyeriwht Cordt-*-Mora strotcTi thatt • « w u **** she he he Maizie O’Reilly 74; Greta 73 Vinetta Routly 72; R. Bernice Murch 65; Ralph 63; ■’‘Laverne Skinner 55; CHRYSLER MOTORS PRODUCT “You might enlighten me, too, in that direction. I got the sheriff and some twenty-five deputies outside, if that’s any news to you.” .tu ‘.A - .*• * <rr' ' ' CAPTER XXXIV. The Sheriff Arrives In the silence that followed, Land squeezed! past the little man in the doorway. .He was broad- .shouldered, gigantic; a sheriff of bygone days. In the crook of his arm he carried a time-worn army. Winchester that he had taken _ away from a renegade Piute, “Well, Acklin?” ne asned- easily. “You’re making yourself a lot of trouble butting in here, Land.” “Don’t you go worryin’ about me. I’ll take care of myself.” He turn­ ed to Kent: “Are your friends here, Joe?” “How about that Blaze?” Tuscar­ ora demanded. “Is the. Senorita and her1.brother here?” ‘They’re in the next room.” Mercedes had heard Kent’s ques­ tion. She left the window against which she , ha<l been' leaning and came to the door between the rooms. The child was asleep in her arms. The girl’® wbeful appearance "stab­ bed the little man* to the heart. “What’s ' the matter, honey?” murmured sympathetically as reached out to help her. - - “Tell Peter to come in here,” called to Land, a second later. When the old Basque.came in, Kent gave the sleeping child to him. . “Take'him outside till this thing's over.” he advised. 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