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Bla acon Bele SYNOPSIS, Jim Wall, entering the town of Green ver in the spring of 1877, encounters other horseman, attempt- Berry. hen atches he robbery of a nig- accomplieh © who had tried to Po erry boy of his Tis rightfyl fee. . CHAPTER I-- (Cont'c.) This edifice was the last ne on the street, The barn mentioned was some distance back, at the end of a pole fence. Upon turning a corner to enter the corral he encountered a loose-jointed young man. "Say, are you Jake?' asked Jim Wall. "You bet," returned the other. "There's a man out in front who calls himself Hank Hays. He wants you to come get his horse. Do you know him?" The stableboy's reply to that was to rush off, his boots thudding. "Enough said," muttered Wall to himself. "Mr. Hays stands well in Green River, as far as thir outfit is crneerned." 'Wall sauntered back and before Hank Hays and the two individuals with whom he was talking were aware of his presence he lad seen them. They turned at his slow, clinking step. Neither of the two with Hays was the man called Red. "Hulll, here you air," spoke up Hays. "I was speakin' of you. Meet Happy Jack an' Brad Lincoln... .. Fellers, this stranger to Green River answers to the handle Jim Wall." Greetings were exchanged, but not one of the three offered a hand. To Wall the 'man called Happy Jack fit- fed his name. The only contradictory feature lay in his guns, Like Hank Hays, he packed two. The other, Lin- coln was someone to look at twice--a swarthy, dark, rest ess-eyed man, who, like Hays and his companion, had no- thing of the cowbo; stripe in his make-up. "Lets hava a drink," suggested Hays. "Don't care if I do," responded Wall. The interior, bright with lamplight, proved to be more pretentious than the outside of the saloon. The men lined up at the bar, to be served drinks by Red, who was evi- dently bartender as well as proprietor. Wall missed nothing. 2Cowpuncher 2" queried Lincoln, Yes. But I've not ridden the range much of late ycars," replied Vall. "You've the cut of it. Where you aimin' for?" "No place in particular," replied Wall, guardedly. "Might try riding here, if I can get on some outfit." "On the dodge?' queried Lincoln. "What might you niean by 'on the dodge'?" "Anybody particular you?' "I daresay. More than one man." "So 1 thought. Friend, you have the cut, .the eye, 'the movement, the lookin' for hand of a gun-fighter., I happen to know the brand." "Yes? Well, if that's so 1 hope it isn't against me in Utah." Here Hays, who had heard this bit of dialogue, interposed both with pa=- son and speech: "Wall, thet's agir. & man anywhere in the West, generally. So many fools wantin' to try you out! But I reckon it's a ticket for my outfit." "Your Qutfit?" questioned Wall, "Shore. * Don't mird Brad. Let's go an' eat, . . . Fellers, we'll see you later." Wall followed Hays into a back room, where a woman waved tj em to seats at a table. At the conclusion o" the meal Jim Wall had to guard himself against the feeling of well-being resulting from a full stomach, "Have a cigar?" offered Hays, "Don't care if I do," "Wal, let's go out an' talk before we join the other tellers," suggested Hays. They returned to the big room. It was empty except for Red, who was filling 'a"lamp. i * "They've all gone down to meet the stage. It's overdue now." "Stage! From where?" "West, so set easy," laughed Hays. "Thet one from east won't git in till rext Wednesday, By thet time you won't 'be here." "No? Where will I be, since you seem to know?" "You may be in the garden of Eden, eatin' peaches," retorted Hays. "See here, Wall, you're a testy cuss. Any reason why you can't be a good fel- lex?" "Come to think of that, yes, there is," returned Wall, thoughtfully. "All right. Thanks for thet much. I reckon I understand you better. What were you, Wall, once upon a time?" Wall laughed musingly. try school teacher once." "Wal, I'll be dog-goned!" ejaculated Hayes. "It do beat all what a man can be at different times in his life. But I'm concerned with now. An' I'd lic to ask you some questions." "Fire away." "You said you was broke?" Hays began. "I will be when I pay for this night's lodging." "Thet's on me. I'll stake you to some money. You'll want to set in the game with us?" "Any strings on a loan?" "Wal, friend, the string is thet T want to locate you. "Bend over here, so I can get your ear," went on Hays, confidentially, and when Wall had complied, he said: "I run true to form today when I hela up thet stranger. Bat it was a blun- der, considerin' the iron I have in the fire. Now, listen. Lately I'vd got in with a rancher over here in the Henry Mountains. He's an Englishman with more money than sense. Bought ten thousand head of cattle an' a lot of hosses. There's some tough cowboy outfite over there, an' more'n one real rustler outfit, Wall, this Englishman --his name is Herrick--got the idee of hirin' all the hands available, cow- punchers, range-riders, gun-toters an' plain aut-an'-out bad men. An' to throw this select outfit agin the whole country. What do you think of thet idee?" "Original, to say .he least. But pot practical, unless he can reform bad men," replied Wall, much interested. "Wal, exactly. But I'm not con- cerned with the practicability of it. Herrick took a shine to me, made me what he calls his superintendent, an' sent me off all over lookin' for hard- shootin', hard-ridin' men. An' thet's how you happened to run into me. I call it good luck for us both," "You've taken me for one of the hard-shooting, hard-riding kind, eh?" "Wal, I want you in my outfit," re- sumed 'Hays. "Brad didn't cotton to you, I seen first off. "But he's a gun- thrower himself. All the same he's in my outfit an' I reckon you might get "A coun- along. It's Heeseman who sticks in my craw." "Heeseman. Who's he?" - "Heeseman is the rustler of Dragon Canyon. None of the ranchers even 'round here know thet, but I know it. He's got a small outfit, but shore enough bad. An' in some way he got wind of Herrick's scheme. Darned if he didn't pack over to the Henrys with his outfit an' start ridin' for him." "Heeseman saw the same opportun- ity as you?" queried Wall, quietly. "Wal, yes, I was comin' to thet," re- sumed Hays, gruffly. "I got the up per, hand, though, an' I'll be the boss. Thet'll lead to fricticn. There'll be two factions sooner or later, an' the sooner thet fight comes off the better." "] see. Less of a division of spoils." ano > 3 "Did you say FRESH ? Just try one" Such crispness, flakiness and freshness are found only in Christie's Premium Soda Crackers. They furnish just the salty tang for soup or salad, ..... just the crisp base or jam, "| Electric-Clock Boom of the Harvard grid squad, is one Football or footlights, Carl Hagerman stars.. Hagerman, captain Sextette" in "Penthouse Preferred." of six students of the "Floradora En "Wall, Hays. "Excuse me, If it isn't impertinent, may I ask just what you are?! "Ever hear of Henry Plummer?" "Can't remember if I did." "Wal, Plummer flourished some ten an' more years ago, first in Montana an' later in Idaho. He as the greatest I'm no rustler," snapped cated man of good family, born in the East. But the gold fever called an' he was not the kind of a man to dig. He operated on the placer mines. Was an officer of the law while he was head of the biggest robber gang the frontier ever knew. From Bannock to Lewiston he kept the miners, the stages, the Wells Fargo in terror for years. . ." Wal, I seen Plummer hang- ed. I was one of his gang, a young man then in years." "Thanks for the confidence, Hays," returned Wall, i surprise. "You must have strong interest in me to tell that." "Shore I have. But 1 don't care to be classed as a_rustler." "Too low down, eh?" "It certainly ain't any two-bit cattle stealin' . . , However, thet's not the point between you an' me, What I wapt to know is, will you take a job in my outfit?" "Pha'l depends, Wall. k "Any scruples about it? Remember, I come clean with you." "No, I broke jail in Cheyenne." "What was you in for?" "Shot a man. They were goin' to hang me." "Ahuh, Was thet square?" "I didn't think so. ,. Had to kill the jailer to get out." "When was all this, Wall?" "Some years ago." "An' since then?" "Been shooting my way out of one jam after another." "Much obliged," Hays," returned replied Hays, feel- ingly. "Wall, you're a hunted man. You're broke. It's about where you cross the divide." "One more question. this Herrick's family?" "Wal, he ain't got any," rejoined Hays. "We heard somethin' about a sister comin' out, but she never turn- ed up," uSister? if she did." "Wal, this shore ain't no country for women." It seemed to Jim Wall that this sally completed a definite consciotis feeling in his mind toward the self- confessed robber. If it had not been dislike and digust before, it certainly fixed at that now. Wall sensed a gathering interest in the situation he had happened upon. (To be continued.) ----rri What bout It'd be 5 hell of a note Reported in Britain It is estimated by one authority that more than 500,000 electric clocks will be sold in Great Britain this year, Tariffs have given a remarkable im- petus to the clock manufacturing in- dustry in England, which was native to that country for many generations until a century or so ago when for- eigh-made timepieces becamé the fa- shion, Imports have fallen 1,000,000 so far with the figures robber the West ever developed. Edu- |, of 1931, boa cid to the great | Hunting Through The Countries Of the World Swedish Sportsman Recounts Adventures in Many Lands Wild boar are dangerou. at any time, but to be attacked by an intoxi- cated troop of them must be an ex perience no hunter wishes to have twice. Count C. A. C. de Lewen- haupt, a Swedish sportsman, tells us in "Sport Across the Worle" that when he was huntinz in Florida a rich harvest of acorns had recently fallen from the oak trees amd, "in- toxicated by the quantity they had eaten, these black creatures were in a state of frenzy." Quickly he climb- ed a tree, dragging his dog up with him. He awaited developments: At first I found it amusing, there being about thirty of them, including sows and young ones, all behaving in a manner infinitely grotesque and laughable. 'The males had most for- midable tusks, and all were clearly fuddled; even the smallest -of the young pigs seemed affected. Evident- ly our successful retreat had annoyed them; they snorted and grunted, then the "Lig ones started to dig up the earth with their snou's and feet. . , . The situation began to grow serious when the chief of the troop started digging a trench round the roots of our tree. . .. The Count killed one with his rifle, but this only spurred the others on to greater efforts. The tree was nearly down before he had time to wound five or six of them, frighten- ing the troop away. Crocodile Shooting' In Florida, too, he indulged in a sport that for sheer excitement must | be hard to beat--crozodile shooting by night. In intense darkness he tied his small boat to a tree, lit an electric lantern, and fasténed it to his forehead with a handkerchief, - He sat motionless for some time, and after about a quarter of an hour I 8.7 two faint little points of light coming towards me. Looking to the side I saw others, I knew they were crocodiles' eyes, ani that their own- ers were quietly but irresistibly at- tracted towards the light. . .. When the nearest of them was only three yards from the boat, I fired. An eddy of foam assured me that I had not missed. All the others dis- appeared as though by magic-- though only for a few moments. Soon further glow-worm eyes began to show here and there. My next shot missed, for a black hand with long claws caught hold of the side of the boat, making it see-saw. I placed the muzzle of my Winchester against the temple: of the uninvited guest, fired, and saw him sink. In all, he says, he bagged eight crocodiles, Ainding them in daylight floating stomach upwards in 'the water. No Wonder She Screamed. Count Lewenhaupt once took twelve baby crocodiles with him from Ameri- ca to Europe. In his hotel jus be- fore the voyage one of them d -| ous' hunting trips was a three months' the lady dragging up tables, ward- robes, and chairs to barricade her- self : fri Beis iduis * Next morning he found the cause oi the disturbance happily warming itself 'behind the raviator----and the old lady did not appear at breakfast! One of the Count's most adventur- sta, with his wife--she nearly always travels with him--at Moon Lake near the Mississippi. He bought some land on which to build a hut from a cer- tain Mr. B----, who.apologized for shaking hands with his left hand, ex- plaining that he had got a bullet in his shoulder recently: "Poor you," I remarked, sympa- thetically. "One of these devils of niggers did it, I suppose?" "No, this one was a wi.ite man; : the blacks don't know how to shoot?" "And what became of the white man?" I went on, sympathetically. "He's dead," Mr. B---- answered, imperturbably. Visiting one of his few white neigh- bors, the Count asked the owner of the house why the place was surrounded by a strong palisade, This was the comforting reply he received: "I can see that you are new ar- rivals. It is absolutely essential to have some sort of enclosure round your house. Not that it exactly pre- vents those devils of blacks from breaking in, if they want to, but cus- tom allows you to fire from your rooms and yard. It is always dan- gerous to wait until the niggers have climbed up to your windows: when necessary, I polish them off from in- side the palisade. It is easier and cleaner. 7. ." Useful Fish~ Once a compary of Negroes arfived, s-oon-fish--a large "ish, often six feet in length, with a spoon-shaped growth tomething like that of a swordfish. ered to catch this fish: \ "You know they are uneatable on account of their coarse, oily flesh." "That doesn't mattér," the leadér in- formed me, showing hig thirty-two magnificent teeth. '"We- cul the fish | open and 'take out the eggs--the roe] you know--and sell it in New York as Russian caviare, Then we slice up the fish ourselves, smoke them, and sell them in. Chicago for a good price 'as Swedish smoked salmon." Count Lewenhaupt has made Eur- ope, Asia, Africa and America his happy. hunting ground, He seems to have shot everything from elephants downwards, and to have fished for everything from sardines upwards. PRRSERRSEL Re ERE April Comes When lovers part, And blackbirds in the Spring Sing to the heart As blackbirds ever sing, How can we flee their song? How shall we bear? Since birds return, but hearts Stray otherwhere. Spring, Spring again! they cry, And Time will mend! New love is passing by; Love will befriend. Snowdrop and aconite, And every bloom Of April come to light ~ Old Winter's tomb! SN The song they sing Is not the song they've sung For love that's taken Wing Was love to keep ys young, And love that we shall gain Will be a tale oft told, And in that love--the pain , Of hearts grown o! --Trevor Allen, "I kiow now wh there are so many pretty gals in New York--all the ugly ones are in colleges." -- James Montgomery Jase. Ns "THESE HARD TINES" "The hard times and Hg of money 'makes it more onl 'than me bt fo th next Nall hous heard | Cod-Liver Oil Now Included In Welfare Ration of Infants saying that they wished to catch} The Count asked them why they both- |: Buffalo, -- -- The diet list for child 'ren under 6 years old who are Ie ceiving support from the city's wi fare department Joy includes cod- liver oil. y This addition to the infants' bill' of fare has been ordered by the Bat. | Be falo Board of Health on urgent re Department, which intimated that a refusal might deprive the city of its share of reimbursement by the State for relief expenditures. Buffalo au- thorities are informed that cod-liver 'oil similarly has been prescribed for thé children of every city in the State, > Naturally, the taste of the infants kt. this matter has no: been consulted. o : A A florist can afford to give away the earth with every plant. is - cas "Baby's Welfare" mothers) Expectant N oh for most Relpfal | Fase for ba Writ €0y LiMITED, Yardley House, Toronte, for FREE copy. |) agle Brand Milk Everyone accepts the fact that, Aspirin is the swiftest form of relief = for headaches, neuralgia, neuritis, periodic pain, and other suffering. ; know. But no 'péared, and during his b{ 'the Gount tells commendation from the State Health | | great chefs, Antonia Carne, is Judy" theatre, and one, M. J Godart, a former Cabine* sinister ho presided at the recent corn stone ies, is ur t of French Federation of Marionette The atres, and vice-president of the Inte national Marionette Union. | CLEVER CHEF WINS AWARD, Since the Parisian's tast> fog aesthetic things is eatablisih beyond all questi may perh be pardoned a: hearty liking "for less ethereal art of cooking. The taurants of France .re nut less fi mous than its architectural mon bs ments and probably more widely aj preciated. *The reason is that -| French chef considers himself an ar ist and his work an art. A further expiauation of the Frenchman's apotheosis of good coolds ing, and the occasicn of a centema celebration here recert.y i is to be found in the fact that one cf France's firs] dited with having saved the naciorf from its conquerors after the Nd poleonic wars. Careme was the eo of Talleyrand, and the French at bute the fact that France was no more . drasticaly partitioned at thq Congres. of Vienna to the placating effect of his cooking on Metternicl and the Russian Emperor Alexande ~ Be that as it may, it is certain tha ner, chosen by a jury of expert ep cureans after a lengthy process elimination, was' M, Albert Inard}y. master sauce mager and session) chef at one of the principal Par hotels. , HOMELESS ART WORKS. The Luxembourg Musetm, whic occupies' one corner of the gar ard houses the -state's collection contemporary, art, is no longer lar enough to contain all the printings and sculpture bough: for it, and movement has started recently eithes to enlarge it or establish a new mu! seum of the same tye. The role o the Luxembourg being that of a sort of antechamber to the Louvre, td which the most worthy works gradu ate os soon as they have passed. th stringent test of time, the just inf ence is that there is today a supe sbundance of worth-while French a Recently fifty or more works we: transferred to the Louvre, and a nu ber of others to various provincial mi seums, and yet the directors announce that there are several hundred ca vases and sculpted pieces for wh space cannot be found. RESPOND TO CULTURE'S CALL Paris without its multitude of seums sand monuments would:not Paris, either to the visitor of to Parisians themselves. That same i herent appreciation of the beauti that keen realization of the impo ance & intangible, cultural val the midst of a mechanical h\ and the authorities of Paris to a erous project in aid of all artists 'intellectual workers of th Sev.) assured the continued patr tle various art collections. try of Fine Arts reveal | Leuvre still takes in about 1, Versailles, epitome of French igi fy a