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porch and then distinguished what was said inside the cabin. "If you doâ€"Bland, by Heaven, I‘l fix you and her!" That was panted out in Kate Bland‘s full voice. "Let me loose! I‘m going in there, + I tell you‘" replied Bland hoarsely. | "What for?" "I want to make a little love to her. Haâ€"Ha! It‘l} be fun to have the laugh on her new lover." "You lie!" cried Kate Bland. 3 "Let me go!" His voice grew hoarâ€" Halfâ€"way down the lane he turned his head to peer through the cottonâ€" woods. This time he saw Euchre coming with the horses. There was no indication that the old outlaw might lose his nerve at the end. Duane had feared this. Dusne now changed his walk to a Duane buries Stevens. Then he goes on to Bland‘s camp, where he gets into a fight with a man called Bosâ€" omer and wounds the latter. He makes a friend of an outiaw at Bland‘s called Euchre, who tells him of Mrs. Bland and the girl Jennie. Duane meets Jennie, and promises to try his utmost to get her away from Bland‘s camp. To avert suspiâ€" cion, it is planned that he pretend to Again he was going out to meet in conflict. He could have avoided this meeting. But despite the fact of his courting the encounter, he had not as yet felt that bot, inexplicable expulâ€" over some of the cabins. The fraâ€" grant smell of it reminded Duane of his homeâ€"that he used to cut the wood for the stove. He noted a cloud of creamy mist rising above the river, dissolving in the sunlight. Then be entered Bland‘s lane. While yet some distance from the cabin he heard loud, angry voices of man and woman. Bland and Kate still minutes‘ walk up to Bland‘s house. To Duane it seemed long in time and distgnge.n_:gdhehddi&-juinreâ€" straining his pace. duces him to the latter and he enâ€" gages in conversation with her. Buck plays the game, making Mrs. Bland think he loves her. To avert tends to her husband that Buck has Buck to become a reguiar member of his outlaw gang. . _ NoW GO ON WITH THE STORY Anbevppe}lthereum-zndlul and subtie‘ change in his feelings. somehow that made a difference. of the surroundings. There was now lied to save you. â€" You needn‘tâ€"murâ€" der herâ€"for that." + Bland cursed horribly. Then folâ€" lowed a wrestling sound of bodies in several Mexican herders with cattle. not even a Mexican in sight. Then he hurried a little. sight, quick his action, caught | cracking of a gun haited him. He saw Mfim&.wfirmhh“d& tion. horse. * Bland‘s frame filled door.| _ Euchre sat astride the other sind he He was in ® bag place to rdach To | had a Colt leveled, and be was fring his gun. But he would not have time| down the lane. ‘Then came a single to step. Duasrc read in his eyes the| "hot, heavier, and Euchre‘s ceased. calculation of chances. Por| He fell from the horse. mu--â€"uuu A uwiftly shifted gaze showed to gase to his wife. Then his whole| Doane a man coming down the lane. body seemed to vibrate with the swing | Chess Alloway! His gun was smokâ€" of his arm. ing. [He broke into a run. ‘Then, in Dusne shot him. He fell forward,) an instent be saw Dusne, tried to pursuit, brother outlaw "No, no! I won‘t let you go! You‘ll choke theâ€"truth out of her! you‘ll THURSDAY, DRECEMBER 6, 1928 Accounting for the short cut across No outlaws were in sight. He saw "The truth!" WHAT HAPPENRD BEFORE for an outlaw. He cried, her voice like a man‘s. "Get out of my way!" replied Duâ€" ane. His look, perhaps, without speech, was enough for her. In an instant she was transformed into a fury. At that moment there was a poundâ€" ing of ironâ€"shod hoofs out in the lane. Kate Bland bounded to the door. When she turned back her amaze was changâ€" loved me! Now I see what was queer about you! All for that slut! But you can‘t have her. You‘ll never leave here alive! Give me that girl! Let me get at her‘ She‘ll never win any more men in this camp!" She was a heavy, powerful woman, and it took all Duane‘s strength to ward off her onslaughts. She clawed at Jennie over his upheld arm. Every second her fury increased. feared the woman when she realized how she had been duped. His action was protective, and his movement toâ€" ward the door equally "significant. "Duane!" cried Mrs. Bland. It was no time for talk. Duane edged on. keeping Jennie behind him. "Help! Help! Help!" she shrieked in a voice that must have penetrated to the remotest cabin in the valley. "Let go! Let go!" cried Duane, low and sharp. He still held his gun in his right hand, and it began to be hard for him to ward the woman off. His cooiness had gone with her shriek burning h:?g. x‘; â€" "Jennie, out! ‘Get on a horse‘" he said, still low and sharp. not loose her grip. She was as strong seeing only him, and she stumbled ing to realization. â€" ‘"Where‘re you taking Jen*" she he shoved her fiercely. Suddenly she snatched a rifie off the wall and backed away, her strong hands fumbling at the lever. As she jerked it down, throwing shell into the chamber and cocking the weapor, Duane feaped upon her. He struck up Jennie flashed out of the door. With an iron grasp Duane held to the rifleâ€"barrel. He had grasped it with his left hand, and he gave such a powerful pull that he swung the "Kate! Let go!" He tried to intimidate her. She did not see his gun thrust in her face, or reason had given way to such an extent to passion that she did not care. She cursed. Her husband had used the same curses, and from her lips they seemed strange, unsexed, It made him think of loss of time. This demon of a woman might yet block his plan. "Let go!" he whispered and felt his lips stiff. In the grimness of that inâ€" stant he relaxed his hold on the rifieâ€" eyes dilating, her strong hands clenchâ€" ing her face half stunned, but showed "You hound! All the time you were fooling me. You made love to me! face no longer resembled a woman‘s. The evil of that outlaw life, the wildâ€" ness and rage, the meaning to kill was, even in such a moment, terribly man‘s ¢ry, hoarse and alarming. for With a sudden, redoubled, irresistâ€" ible strength, she wrenched the rifie down and discharged it. Dusne felt a blow â€" a shock â€" then a burning The woman‘s strong hands, awkward from passion, again fumbled at the lever of the gun. "Duane, you‘ve killed him!" cried Kate Bland huskily. "I knew you‘d have to." She staggered against the wall, her impressed upon Dusne. this timé in his right hand, and pulled. SBhe tripped over a chair and crashed Dusne leaped back, whirled, flew out of the door to the porch. The sharp cracking of a gun haited him. He saw Jennie holding to the bridle of his "Jennie!" called Duane sharply. Like a tigress she fought him. Her it Hurry!" Dusne bounded down to the horses. Jenfie was trying to hold the plungâ€" ing bay. Euchre lay fiat on his back, dead, a bulletâ€"hole in his shirt, his face set hard, and his hands twisted around ascent and stood on top of the Rimâ€" Rock, with no signs of pursuit down the valley, and with the wild, broken fastnesses before them, Duane turned to the girl and assured her that they she faltered, pointing with trembling With her word Duane became aware of two thingsâ€"the hand he inâ€" stinctively placed to his breast still held his gunâ€"and he had sustained a terrible wound. He had been shot through the breast far enough down to give him grave apprehension of his life. Little pain attended the injury, and no sense of weakness yet. The cleanâ€"cut bulletâ€" hole bled freely both at its entrance and where it had come, but with no signs of hemorrhage. He did not bleed at the mouth; however, he began to cough up a reddish tinged foam. Jennie, with pale face and mute lips looked at him. his wounds. The fresh horses made fast time up the rough trail. From open piaces Duane looked down. horse she was holding. "Up with you now. There! Never mind long stirâ€" rups! Hang up somehow!" He caught his bridle out of Euchre‘s clutching grip and leaped astride. The frightened horses jumped into a run and thundered down the lane into the road. Duane saw men running from cabins. ~ He beard shouts. But there were no shots fired. Jennie seemed able to stay on her horse; but without stirrups she bouncâ€" ed so hard that Duane rode closer and reached out to grasp her arm. Thus they rode through the valley to the trail that led up over the steep and broken Rimâ€"Rock. As they began to climb Duane looked back. No purâ€" suers were in sight. presses, which he bound tightly over cried Duane as he dragged down the he faced her. â€" "Oh, Duane, your shirt‘s all bloody!" "I‘m badly hurt, Jennie," he said; "but I guess I‘ll stick it out." "The womanâ€"did she shoot you*" "Yes. She was a devil. Euchre told me to look out for her. I wasn‘t ered the girl. now had every chance of escape. â€" "Jennie, we‘re going to get away," he said with gladness. "I‘ll be well in a few days. You don‘t know how strong I am. "We‘ll hide by day and travel by night. I can get you across "Jennie, 'e're-going to get away!" he cried, exuitation for her in his She was gazing, horrorâ€"stricken, at his breast as, in turning to look back, as far as my thought ever got. It was pretty hard, I tell you, to assure myself of so much. It means your "You didn‘t have toâ€"toâ€"â€"" shivâ€" "My God, no!" he replied. They did not stop climbing while "Whyâ€"" he began slowly. "That‘s "And then?" she asked. "We‘ll find some honest r "And then?" she persisted. Foremost along the North Shore Windes & Marsh Highland Park 650 Hlinois Competent PHONE H. P. 181â€"182 PACKING the steep ||$ All Metal Wenther Strips safety. You‘ll tell your story. "You‘ll be sent to some village or town and taken care of until a relative or friend "Oh, I don‘t know. Couldn‘t you hide? Couldn‘t you slip out of Texas â€"go far away ?" "Duane, if ever I‘m safe out of this awful country," she cried, "I‘ll go to the Governor. I‘ll tell him your story. I‘ll tell him mine. I‘ll get you parâ€" doned." As he looked down upon her, a slight slender girl with bedraggled dress and disheleved hair, her face pale and quiet, a little stern in sleep, and her long, dark lashes lying on her cheeks, he seemed to see her fragility, her prettiness, her feminâ€" inity as never before. But for him she might at that very moment have been a broken, ruined girl, lying back in that cabin of Blands. She slept more than half the day. Duane kept guard, always alert, whether he was sitting, standing, or walking. The rain pattered steadily on the roof and sometimes came in gusty flurries through the door. The horses were outside in a shed that afforded poor shelter, and they stampâ€" ed restlessly. Duane kept them sadâ€" "I can‘t go back to the oulaws, at least Bland‘s band. No, I‘ll go alone. I‘ll lone wolf it, as they say on the border.â€" What else can I do, Jennie?*" "I could never get out of Texas without being arrested. I could hide, but a man must live. Never mind about me, Jennie." Tomorrow she would be gone, among good kind people, with a posâ€" sibility of finding her relatives. He thanked God for that; nevertheless he dled and bridled. â€" (Continued Next Week) "Jennie, on this border the little difference between an outlaw and a criminal doesn‘t count for much." "You won‘t go back among those terrible men? You, with your gentleâ€" ness and sweetnessâ€"all that‘s good about you!‘ Oh, Duane, don‘t, don‘t "And you*" she inquired in a strange voice. Duane kept silence. "What will you do?" she went on. "Jennie, I‘ll go back to the brakes. I daren‘t show my face among reâ€" spectable people. I‘m an outlaw." _"You‘re no criminal" she declared witt! deep passion. 60 N. First St. Highland Park J. 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