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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1931-06-11, Page 6THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE" TKVRSPAT, JUW im 1TIUGEIR EYE '771- SIXTH INSTALMENT jBob Reeves, the kid, was nicknamed Tiger Eye by his friends down in the Brazos country because his "gun-eye was yellow. When his father, "Killer Reeves" died the Kid left ‘Texas to avoid- continu­ es father's feuds. Reaching Mon­ tana he 4s forced to draw on Nat Wheeler, an irate. In the ex­ change of shots Wheeler drops dead, the Kid learning later that Bob Garner, who had also shot at the same time, really killed Wheeler. Garner gets the Kid to Joiix the Poole outfit as a rim rider. The Kid succors Wheeler’s widow and is interrupted, by Pete Gorham ' and some other nesters. He shoots ' 'Gorham through -both ears for • coupling his name with Wheeler's widow. Later he rescues a girl Nellie and her dad from Gorham, wounding Pete again. The girl • in spite -of her belief the Kid is ' an imported Texas killer, warns \ him the nesters will kill him* The • Kid warns Garner the nesters are planning an attack 'on the Poole outfit, He meets Jesse Market, a Texan, who is boss of the Poole wagon crew. That night the kid shoots Mar- • kel through both hands when the latter attempts to kill him for be­ ing the son of Killer Reeves. The rest of the gang approve of> the kid’s action. While near Nellie's home be hears the crack of a rifle and finds her dad has been shot ’ from ambush and helps carry the ’dead man into his house.* NOW GQ ON WITH THE STORY to another to men weretwo and acrid with looked at * want to be -on the damned it you’re for the- old man!"<zOh, you—you forced the words clenched teeth, of you!" "Ain’t paid goin’ to grab, but going to I’ll be collect out Paid Nelliefiend! through her killers, both yet, but be. I’m sure as Damn’ right!" Immediately the bushes shook as 5f\swept by a .sudden gale. A pair of legs with bine overalls tucked in­ to worn riding boots came squirming backwards into view- The kid xeacfh- ■ed out and grabbed one and gave a vicious yank, and the form it be­ longed to came sliding down" and landed pretty much in .a heap at the oclge of the pool. The kid jstepped hack, his gun sagging at his side .and his other hand going up mech­ anically to claw at his hat. "Ah—-excuse me, Miss Murray,” he blurted, crimson to the collar. Nellie Murray, in her father's clothes, and with her father’s grey Htetson tilted over one eye at a most rakish angle, stared up at him with astonished blue ey-es. . "A‘h—good even’,’’ the kid stani- jmered again. "I hope yo’all will -excuse me—” 1 "I never even heard you!" grasp- -ed Nellie. “I thought you were in Hie cabin. Wasn’t it you shooting?” "Yes’m, I -reckon it was.” The kid •was trying not to look at her, S-hoah did look cute, though. He dared x>ne swift glance from under his hat hrim and locked a wary, guilty but entranced. But Nellie Murray was not think­ ing of her appearance. "I had to come and warn you if I could. I know you didn’t shoot my pappy, but they’ll kill you just the same. They’re out to kill any Poole rider they can find." "It shoah was kind of yo’all, but < wish you hadn’t coma, Miss ‘Mur­ ray/’ The kid’s face was grave, his -eyes more tender than he guessed. "Babe's shot, and I’m aimin’ to get jhim outa heah bo-night. I was awn Sly way to the stable to ■ get the bawses.” ■"I’ll help. I’ll go crazy if I don't Dave something to do.” The kid tried to persuade her to -Clay under the bank by the spring, Jbut he was .secretly glad .she would­ n’t do it. The kid the sound iiind him. jsheltei’ed from view of the ridge by the small haystack and by the clump cf service-berry bushes wlwe the tester had hidden that morning There really was nq danger of being «een at the stable. But while the Dorses were drinking thristily from Ahe pool, the crackle of mbre ing reminded him that the Was still going on. "Reckon I bettah get back cabin and answer those shots with a few of my o'wn,” he said uneasily to Nellie. "I’ll take the watah buc- '?feet, if yo’all would follow with Babe’s hawsef I'd ibe Obliged, Miss Murray." Nellie, coming along With never a whimper Jfrerself, filled him with rfdef. ^hoah complicated matter 4iavihg '^enough, Wie. a.nyone Murray ^another body that could shoot and hold back 41ie nesters, The kid didn’t see how Be was goiftg to make .it, but it iBtOyer occurred to liim to change his led the way, thrilling to of Nellie’s footsteps be- The stable door was marked with an asterisk were ah* sent for one or more examinations. ;Sr, IV-—Hazel Disjardine 79; da Devine 75; . Clar.4 Dietri'ch. Hugh Moremr 57. dr. IV—Thelma Vincent 54; gene Dietrich 48. Sr. HI- “ “ Disjardine 62; Ila Mason Gardner 67; Veva Adams est French absent. JC Jr. in—Merle Dietrich Dietrich 52; Roy Morenz; 2nd B—Rita DletrJch_ 73 Disjardine 62; F Henry Ziletv 45* Bari Gardner 26' .. 2nd A—Earl Dietrich 68; Sylvia. Vincent 60; Vio.la Vincent 39*. 1st—Tresia Ziler 95’; Evelyn- French 90; Aldene Preetor 75; Ver*- na Vincent 0, Beginners—'Names are in order of merit: Wilmer Disjardine, Chester Disjardine, Leonard Dietriph, Peter Ziler, , Number on roll 34;. average- at­ tendance 2 8.9. ' L. M.. Snell, teacher" remember that old Killer Reeves down on the Brands was his pap, and they’d nay the father wasn’t a patch to the son. Yes, sir, they all bet­ ter ljupt their holes now. Poole kill; ers him was man ... .. . He pulled his hat gown over his eyebrows and reined away from the valley rinn To the north there rose a huddle of timbered buttes with deep-set canyons between. Ten miles, no more, from the valley, twelve, -or: fifteen from the headquarters ranch of the Poole. ’There should be some sequestered little nook in there where he could make his liar. The kid’s fingers lifted again to that welt slanting down across his cheek. Ouse last glimpse he had of the low ridge and the line of cot­ tonwoods down there in the valley, and the rain blotted the place his sight, Before dark he camped in a thjcli grove of beside a his squirt-sfearred cheek cuddled in the crook qfmis arm—and dreamed of making love to Nellie Murray, Dreamed’ that she was going to marry him, and they’ planned the homestead they would take in Walfe Buttes somewhere, and how they would build themselves a ranch will, honeysuckle vines all over the ca- * in splintered fragments on the oil* cloth table covers and a few early flies buzzed in and out through the shattered panes, where rifle bullets had buzzed in yesterday. The log walls were scarred with the thin leaden hail that had beaten inter* mittently against the cabin. The kid swung toward the bunk and looked at the pillow still nested to the shape of Babe’s sleek black head. The muscles tightened along his Jaw. Babe wouldn’t have liked the look jn the kid’s eyes just then. Crazy as he had been from fever, Baibe would have sensed the deadly quality m the kid’s arrested glance, the tiger eye, round and* staring. He got his own pillow and tuicked it savagely under his arm. The nights when he had laid his head down beside Babe's in contented comradeship fairly slapped him in the face now with a bitter contempt for his blind faith.1 And when he talks like you’re the one that did the killing—when he talks like that right 'before Nellie, and makes her so crazy mad she starts m squirting you over the head and calling you a killer, just be­ cause she's only a girl and can't shoot you down like a dog, it’s some­ thing worse than hate you feel to­ ward him. Babe had brains sharp­ er than any old he-wolf, but brains sure weren’t working night, vfhen he made that talk there -on the' Bench. . ■>. Most men would have shot Babe right then and there. They would­ n't have cared a damn about his be­ ing drilled through the middle and plumb out of hjs head, But even with the welts of Nellie Murray’s squirt on his clfeek and the lash *pf her contempt searing his heart, the kid couldn’t pull his gun apd send a bullet into Babe Garner, wounded and sagging against the rope that held him tied on his horse. That would be putting himself down on a level with Babe, killing a man that hasn’t any chance to Shoot ba|ck. Had to* go on and’take Babe to the Poole ranch, same as if he Were a friend, , He rolled, himself a -cigarette, lighted it with a match held steady in his fingers, picked up his rifle where it stood leaning against the. cabin beside the door, slid it into the scabbard on his saddle and mouted, Where he was going, he did not know or care. His hand went up suddenly to a livid welt across his cheek. He hadn’t earned that cut "of Nellie’s squirt. His squirt, if you came right down to it. Braided in pride and high hopes down on the Brazos last winter, ‘before Pap and *Ben were shot. Never did think that squirt he had braided would be laid across ills own cheek with all the strength there were in a girl's arm. Another half inlcih and it would have cost him that yellow eye of his—'and that, too, would have been something he hadn’t earned. “<She nevah will call me a paid, killali no savagely. Tiger Eye prove I’m or nestah, from ijiiow she’ll know why!” ■She’d shiver too.'. He’d have her eating crow before the summer was over. She’d be ready to go down on her knees to him. He’d show her he wasn’t called Tiger Eye' for nothing. He’d shoah .jjiake that name mean something more than just the, color of his eye. They’d and nesters! They’d pushed too far, A shoah-nough tiger loose on the range, and every was his meat! HJr 72; Hu- V.Trellis Disjardine 73 "" Bruce ; Rrn- 62; 41* 65; 50* &P10S- Eileen Lome pevine 53*; Ejva Adams 37; Dell „ . . , . The febrile strength that had up- held ebb. "Dirty work- ( in this neck -of the 'woods, right I'll be paid! goin' to get the best- me—ho cau’t— " his chest then, against the ropes that the saddle, "You killer’" .Nellie horse toward the kid. She had pulled .her squ saddle horn, across, the fa|qe; swift, slashing blows which the kid never felt at all, save in the heart of him, He just stood there in the starlight and held the frightened horse quiet when the squirt he had given her left its mark on neck and shoulder and cheek. ''And 1 trusted you like a fool and thought you were good!" With one final blow her arm fell to her side as if in despair at ever^vreak- ing vengeance upon him, '"Shoot me now, why don’t you? I'll turn my 'back!” "Yo’all’s crazy as Babe.”'The soft drawl of his voice had a chill. "Yoh brothah was shot .befo’ I evah came into the country, I nevah did kill a man in my life—but I’m plumb tempted to right now, lessen he’s daid a'ready." * "Why? Because he away?” Her voice shook born rage. "Yo’all knows bettah Miss Murray. Yo’all knows in yoh own mind I ’nevah nanmed a livin’ soul.” He leaned forward, staring up into her face with a cold inten­ sity that thrileld her with something like fear. "But that ain?t 'sayin' what I will do f'om now awn.” "Bob! If you didn’t—if I knew— "Evenin’, Ma’am. -I’ou'all knows the way home.” ■ He loosed the -bridle and struck her horse on the rump- with the flat of his maud and watched her go, and the thud of hoofbeats on the prairies fell like blows upon his heart. When no sound came back to him, the kid .mounted Pecos, took Babe’s bridle reins in.his hand and rode away in­ to the night. - ‘The kid was pulling cut, but he was taking his time arjoirt it and he was not leaving anything he owned behind him. With his gray hat set • low over the utte’r? misery in his I eyes, he stood in the middle of the 1 cabin at Cold Spring and his lower- jing glance moved slowly around the | room, Just to make sure thatjie had not missed any of nis possessions. I It was not a cheerful looking place, j The glass from the one window lay Baibe for a minute began to He swayed in the . saddle. -and It’s money talks, Damn Tiger Rye ain’t .ne ibegt of His head lolled on as his. young spruces that natural meadow, He from body sagged held him in Jumped her ,trt from the ahd she struck .him false his last up bill Continued next week O IMPROVE YOUR APPETITE Feeling indifferent to food? Out- of sorts? Depressed? Stimulate- your digestive tract with Drt; Carter’s Little Liver Pills. AR- vegetable. Gentle but thorough. They’ll get rid of body poison# that cause Indigestion^ G#s>- etc., and give you a new in­ terest in food. 25c‘'Stj}5c red packages ? Ask your druggist for TEH'S EEIPILLS GRAND BEND ,SCHOOL REPORT Hallowing js the report for the junior room of the Grand Bend public school for the omnths of April and May, ISr. II, total 600—-Freda Lovie 548, Ella Mousseau 546, Alan Wal- per 1525; Dickie Hamilton 504, Don­ ald Turnbull 501, Burton Green 477, Joyce Ross 474, Irene Periso 435, Alvin Station 40-7. Jr. II—Carrie (Hatton 534, Car­ leton Manore 525, Lois Wanner 508, Emerson Disjardine 465, Carman Ireland 431, Maurice Tiederman 380, Graham Mason 265 absent; J, Grieve 228 absent, 1st ‘class—iShirley * Manore; 550, Ello'ise Gil-1 462, Alvin Wanner 499, ‘Winnifred Tiederman 3 87, Norma Sims 178 absent, Pr.—Qllice Disjardine 418, Helen Gill 400, Henry Tiederman 360, S. Brenner 320, Harold Nichols 309, Leslie Gratton' 309, Faith Collins 5 8. USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL EIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Farquhar, Ont. President FRANK McCONNELL Vice-P-res. ANGUS*., SINCLAIR DIRECTORS J. T, ALLISON, SAM’L NORRIS SIMON DOW, WILLIAM BROCK. AGENTS JOHN ESSERY, Centralia, Agent ‘ for Usborne and Biddulph Agent Logan 4' ■ you stub- ■'« that, gave with 1 plan. There wasn’t any other plan to change to; not unless he just rode off with Nellie and left Babe— "Reckon yo’all bettah wait down heah with the hawses." The kid turned and set down »the water buc­ ket. I’ll tote Babe out and put him awn ‘his hawse/’ "Through the roof? You cau’t do it alone, I’ll have to help.” "You’ve got to have help, and you may as well own it first as last,” She must have thought his silence was plain stubbornness, for she gave his arm an impatient shake. "You cau’t do it without me.” "Yo’all can’t go' in, Miss Murray, They keep awn shoo tin' at the cabin. Bullets wine tli’ough the doah and window like bees into a hive in a plum thicket/’ "J wouldn’t get hit any quicker than you would/’ But she let her' fingers slip from his arm. "Well, all right—you go on and boost him up through, and I’ll stay outside and ease him down to the ground. But do be careful, won’t you—Bob?" “Shoah will—Nellie. I can’t say what I want to -say,” murmured the kid helplessly. "I nevaQi did see a girl like yo’all—“ Babe lay with his eyes shqt and his face twitching with the pain of his wound, and h® did not pay any attetion to the clods of dirt that rattled down on his‘blankets, The kid picked up one of the rifles'and be­ gan shooting at. the ridge, rushing from one loop hole make it look as if handling the guns. The ail' was thick powder smoke. -The fkid his old silver watch. and saw that the afternoon was half gone. No' use moving Babe yet. He’d die on the horse before they could,get him out of the gully. It would’have to be dark when they made it, Nellie, out there—-she'’ must be hungry, hiding in the (bush since dawn. Miglity hungry himself, now he got to thinking about grub. The kid reckoned it would be -safe to have a little picnic out back of the cabin in the shade, .just him and Nellie. Babe was all'-.right. Noth­ ing to do for him but ‘‘let him lie quiet as long as possible. He wrung out a folded, towel in ©old water and laid it across Babe’s forehead before he crawled out through the roof with a picnic lunch for Nellie. The men on the ridge would have been astonished to see the nvo ‘sitting there with their backs to the wall o£_the beleagured cabin, feasting contentedly on cold sourdough biscuits, cold bacon and dried blackberry sauce. The kid was holding his mouth­ organ between liis cupped hands, watching Nellie from ine isorner of his eye. He played "The Mocking Bird” softly. Nellie sat curling the end of her yellow braid absently around her fingers, ©er eyes down­ cast and her lips half smiling. "Dammit,x Tiger Bye, why don’t yuh shoot to kill? What yuh so damn’ chicken-hearted for? Damn’ cow thieves—” "Babe’s woke up.” The kid low­ ered the mouth organ from his lips, heaving a -big .sigh as he wiped it on his sleeve and slid it into his pocket. He sighed again as he rose, hitch­ ed up his gun belt and looked grave­ ly down at her. "We all could get outa heah easy if it w-as just us two. But I kain't lea4^e Baibe. He’s been pow’ful goojJ to me. Babe has'—" "Of course, we can’t leave him. They’d kill him sure, and there’s been too much killing arready. We’ll' make it somehow. I—you can just do anything, Tiger Eye!" "-Shoali feel like I could, from now awn," said the kid, looking at her with shy meaning, and started to climb. "We’ll make it," he called softly dow-n to her. "We’ve plumb got to make it!" . • They did- make it. Down the gully, with' Baibe tied on his horse, insensible to pain or motion.. Fifty yards, a hundreds with the rifles on'* the ridge ’ barking foolishly at the empty cabin. s The sun went down behind the .rim, the daylight was merging into dusk when the kid forced the horses up the steep bank'. "•Say, where do you think you’re goin’, Tiger Eye?" Babe roused suddenly to consciousness and speech when they stopped besjde • Nellie’s house, circling the’rock anxiously in the starlight. "Reckon we'll go ; Poole, Babe/’ "What you of a sudden sharpened. ‘ to the bounty? think comin’s Kid. T lectin' on this one." “Don’t know what about, Babe." The kJ easily toward Nellie, yo’all ovah to the i»ooie, that bullet holo in yoh side. "You're a damned liar!" voice was abnormally loud and dis­ tinct Nellie, ononMing her horse, reined closer to listen, "You’re go- in' to try and gyp- me outa my money for pay shoot­ battle to the along much behind him, of fear for a great won- too, her along. Gbing to be bad making a run for it,, with Nover planned else , least tcf all. horse, and they’d need .some- nn having to took after—Nellie They’d need i f than moah,” lie* tpld himself "She’ll heah things about Reeves that will shoah death on killalis. "Toole it’s all the same to me awn. She’ll know—'and awn ovali to the gain’ for? ■Think to the Poole all ’ Babe’s voice you’ll- beat me You’ve got J do another tlie col- talkingyo’all :d -glanced un- "I’m totin’ account of Rabe’s old Murray. You can have .the fcr gettjn’ Drf Murray, if you IV—Edith Love 83.8; Nora 74.2.; -Edison Pollock 69.3; Hicks, 64.3; Stanley Hartle E. M. Taylor, teacher REPORT OF S. S. NO. 10, STEPHEN Sr. Webb Ellen 69.2. Jr. IV-—'Mervyn Love 72.3; Pearl Carruthers 63.' ' Sr. Ill-^Cecil Hartle 73; Carruthers '63‘.9; Doris Hicks 56.8. 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