' he story is laid in the Indian ter- citory and along the Kansas border in the ‘80's, rhe lhe ona aaa ed waged by the “Boomers” for the opening of the territory to Renewed _znent. 2 4- Chief characters are: ae if he had aces turning the aye eae) over in his mind, and met Tony's: exclamation of scorn with a langh./ “All right; turn up your nose. m ¢howman enough to know a good{ thing when I see it,”’ “Before another year ‘rolls a-| round,” he resumed with a change TON YHARRISON, orphaned at 13) when his father was murdered in a poker ganic; PAWNEE BILL, adventurer, In- dian interpreter and showman; JOE CRAIG, who takes Tony the Bar K ranch to live; ‘TITUS MOORE, owner of the Bar RITA MOORE, his little tomboy daughter. » yearslater, when Rit,. and her mother dePart for the east and a finishing school, the boy learns for the first time how much he cares for Titus Moore's red-haired, arrogant daughter. Moore is one of the chief oppon- ents of the Movement to open Okla- oma. Word is received that DAVID YNE, leader of the movement, is lead, and Tony, in his loyalty te foore, is troubled because of his sym- mthy for Payne's cause. He tries to forget Rita Moore and pccompanies Pawnee Billi and BUF-, FALO_ BILL on a wild west show tour. After many adventures, he turns; but Rita comes back for visit and he is unable to keep feck dedaring his love for her. When she tearfully admits she is ehgaged to another, he leaves the ranch and disappears. A letter from Craig, forwarded by Pawnee BiH, finally reaches him in Chicago and he tearns that Rita has promised herself. to another man © please her Mother, who is an in- walid. Heis miserable, but harshly resentful toward Rita. _//. CHAPTER XXXVI He often fretted at such ah exiet- ence, but reflecting that it was of his own shaping, he grimly etuck & out, refusing to make any friends, nurs- ‘dng his bitter thoughte in the sol- tude of his room, on lonely walke along the lake front, or leaning on the ‘bar in some saloon. He told himself {t would be better to forget the old life entirely, to go far away from it, find a new inter- est; but he was not able to down an insatiable longing that came over hm to feel leather beneath him once more and a prairie wind whipping his face. Besides, he had given his word to Pawnee Bill; before there could be a clean break he would first have to serve out his season with the new show. Pawnee Bill was de- pending upon him; ine’sted, even, that he could not do without him. Once in a particularly despond- ent mood, he wired h’s long-haired friend to ask if he could not get along without tim. That evening he went to bed early, ‘feeling, fever-. ish, and the next day was unable to get up. Some days later he awoke from a delirium to find Pawneée Bill at his bedside. “Decided to get well did you?” he emiled at Tony. “Son, you’ve had a tough time of it?” ' “What’ the matter?” he inqufred in a weak voice. “Am I sick?’’ “Pnuemonia; that’s all. I gath- ered from the landlady that you had a habit of taking long walks along the lake in the rain. It ddn’t do you any good.” Tony emiled and turned his face to the wall and slept. “About that telegram of yours," Pawnee Bill resumed when he was eble to sit up and talk. “If you can demonstrate that you'll benefit by steering away from me I'll be geatis- fied. However, I'm thinking you need a guardian. I've been told that you and John Barleycorn have been on real familiar terms. Son, you'll have to cut that out or find to yourself in a smashup. Speaking of guardians, I heard from Joe Craig @ week cr 80 ago and he’s plumb @a@nxsous to find you. But I didn't tell him where he could locate you; Z sort of figured yor didn’t want me to do that. What happened down mt the Bar K anyway? You and) Craig have a falling out?’’ Tony shook his head and enlight- ened him no further. Pawnee Bill regarded him shrewdly. “‘Whatever ft was, it ain’t as bad as you think. You're young, and time has a’ way of heal-|y, fing a sight of trouble.” “Maybe you don't realize it,”’ he oontinued, “but yon and my Indians wll be the backbone of my show. You've got the best seat on a horee of.any man I know; and with that stallion of yours and your ability to shoot and rope, I’m planhing to feature you plenty. The young daredevil of the plains,” he mused, lamber Den’t call the when the sink gets choked. A little Gilictt’s probably Lye will clear it | im a few minutes. Scores oh asc mo pane GILLETTS | PURE FLAKE ‘had a convincing argument. “What for?’ asked Stevens tru- culently. “If they get seaesy I'll ‘brand ‘em.” He and Tony walked headed of tone, “you'll eee some real action, on this Oklahoma thing. Public. sentiment has reached the point Washington doesn’t hurry up and do something. I’ve been approached an couple of times on a proposition | to lead the Boomers and keep things | moving, but I've turned ‘em down. Meanwhile, though, I’ve tried . to Tony, leaning against his--pillows, regarded him in silen a sturdy, romantic looking e with the wind whipping t mane of ‘hair flashing as eyes turned .them toward the lake. strong man, Tony re- flected, and’ purposeful. * Tw veo Iater Pawnee Bill de part “I've got a million thinge; to do. For one thing, I’ve. got to! Hie up my Indians and try to stay) And out of jail while I'm dong it. I've got negotiations under way with Charlie Southwell—he’s man- ager of the Broad Street Theatre in |Philadeiphia—to go in paftnership with him. He's had a lot of experi- ence. We'll be opening in the east —maybe Philadelphia. Meanwhile you're to take things easy till you hear from me. I don’t want to lay eyes on you egain until everything’s in shape.”’ Tony did not hear from him until a month later, when he hurried to) Philadelphia in response to Pawnee Bill’s wire that everything was in read ness, Even Cherokee was there, Lillie informed him proudly. There was a week of rehearsing, and then the show Opened. In the press notices there was liberal men- tion of the young daredevil who per- formed miracles with a rope and greater miracles with a gun and who rode like a fiend on a big black stallion. For a time Tony was. satisfied. The life was exciting and at first he found it pleasant to read about himself in the newspapers. Then it settled down to monotony. Money was not coming in as fast as Pawnee Bill had _ anticipated. “And I can’t understand it,’’ he confessed with a ehake of his head. “We've got a good show and the weather on the whole has been fa- vorable; I guess it juet must be a bad year. We've got a chance ‘to hop down to Washington for a few days. There’s a convention § there, and a fair, and I’m hop'ng to clean up. We'll have to cancel a few dates here and there,..- because it’s Mot on our echedule, but ’m in favor of doing it.” It was a, wise move. Business in Washington was good; so good, in fact, that at the conclusion of their three-day stand Pawnee Bill declared the next day a holiday. “You can roam around and amuee yourselves,” the told the performers. “Personally, I'm going to look after the Indians to see that they don’t £0 on the warpath.” Later he expressed a very pro- found regret that he had not looked after Tony Harrison instead. Joe Stevens, one of the cowboys wth the show, whom Tony . liked very well because he talked eo little, sought out Harrison as the latter was currying Cherokee and Invited him to be his- holiday companion. “I’ve got a.real longing to see some of the sights here,”’ he announced; “besides which, I’ve got a brother-in- law who's a bartender in a saloon at the foot of Capitol Hill.”’ | He went on to explain that ‘the brother-in-law had begged him to drop in with some of his friends. “He'll be real sore if I don’t, but I don't want to take a crowd; there's always so much noise.” Tony consented; it would be: bet- ter than wandering off eome place by himeelf. Clad in full cowboy regalia they rode their horses into the centre of the town and hitched them outside the Ilittle Stevens’ ‘brother-in-law made much of their visit and Insisted on their long as you're ‘here,”’ he announced loudly. “Step ‘ip ‘and name it. Boys,”’ he.cried to all who might hear, ‘“‘meet my brother-in- law and his friend, Mr. Harrison. This onels on the house.” Two hours later Tony decided that). they must go: Joe Stevens, whose taciturnity had dropped from “him Hike an old garment under the in- where trouble'’s just ready to pop ifi hearse whisper and saloon. k . of jail. ig gs bese ante avenue, LTS siatnal: on the sidewalks to stare after them. Washington, accustomed agit was to latrange sights, did not often see chay-clad, tall-hatted cowboys tear- ing down its main street. Midway} hetween the ¢apfitel and the White; House, Joe Stevens alid his horse to an abrupt halt and shaded his eyes} with his hand in an elaborate geds- ture. “Injuns, Tony!” ra announced in a mélodramatic whisper. Tony looked and laughed. Stev- Py was staring ati a cigar store In- dian. ane “throw him and I'li heel Stevens said, “‘and we'll drag help. the cause, you might eay.”’ ° pale Pie oe oe, ee | He pushed back his chair q second his rope was in his han strode over to the open milow.;| 220¥ hesitated. He was sober enough to know better, but an imp of recklessness whispered to him to go ahead. With a laugh,he swung his roge. The ioop descended over the wooden Indian and pulled it to the ground as Cherokee moved on and the rope tightened. CHAPTER XXXVII Joe Stevens swung his own rope, let out a loud “Whoopee!” and the two of them rode down Pennsyivania ‘avenue at a gallop, dragging the heavy, cumbersome thing behind them. It rattled and “banged as they progressed wildly thtough the etreet, threatening disaster to the innumera@ble carriages they passed and provoking loud and joyous cries from amazed epectators on the side- walks, A mounted man in uniform heafd the shouting, spied them and gal- loped in purs@t. Tony Harrison saw him over. his shoulder and ‘shouted at Stevens. “Don't forget to tell him about your brother-in- law, Joe.”’ “Hell with him,”’ Stevens said con- temptuously. “I’m aiming to -sealp this Indian right on the White/House lawn.”’ At Fourteenth. street.two roundsa- men caught sight of the strange spectacie and joined in the chase. One of them succeeded in getting hold of the wooden Indian, but a sudden jerk of the rope pulled him flat. Above the shouting arose the piercing notes of police whistles, Traffic was confused and nervous horges shied and reared. Sanity returned to Tony Harrison at that moment. “Here’s where we surrender,” he called to Stevens and pulled up on Cherokee. “It was a good fight while it lasted,” he grin- ned, for the other was making signs of dissent, “but we're outnumbered.” They halted and pulled up along- side the -curb. Immediately they were eurrounded by an excited mob and an trate and breathless police- man put authoritative hands on |their bridles. .Tony, smiling, sheep- ishly, looked about him. Every- where, save on the faces of the policemen, were cheerful gringé. Washington, if it had been shocked, at least had been amfsed.. “Anyway,’’ Joe Stevens was say- ing loudly, for the benefit of the gen- darmes whom he was regarding with a disdainful eye, ‘we showed the old town more excitement than. she’s seen in a coon’s age.” But Tony did not hear him. He was staring after an open carriage that had just passed, and his heart was doing strangé. tricks ineide him. A man and a girl were in the carriage, the man pointing to the amusing spectacle of two drunken cowhoys. tying up Pennsylvania avenue traffic, the girl, her cheeks flaming scarlet, staring straight ahead of her. - “Rita!” Tony exclaimed in a4 instantly was cold sober. The man he had never seen before; but he was a young man and handsome in a waxed mus- tache, and Tony could guess. He could only continue to stare, dumbly, his mouth gaping. He was aware presently of an ir- ritable voice shouting in his ear—a policeman asking for his name. Joe Stevens was saying expansively to the outraged arms of the law, “Boys, it's all right; Jchn Nolan’s my brother~-in-law!”’ “And who in hell’s John. Nolan?” the sergaent of the police wanted. ,to now. “Why, the bartender. Runs the saloon down there at the foot of Cap- accepting the hospitality of we itol Hill.” He jerked a thumb] ee ~~) eastward. Your money is counterfeit a6 The sergeant snorted contemptu- ously and Stevens’ faith in hie broth- er-in-law’s influence began to trickle away like water from a leaky pan, “Don't you know him?” he asked weakly. “Sure. I know every bartender in town, but all of them put together couldn't keep you two little boys out Here's the wagon now;. fluence of his brother-in-law’s best bourbon, demurred at first, but Tony “You said you wanted to see-the sights, didn’t you? Here it is nearly fous o'clock. It'll ‘be sundown, first thing vou know.” ~ - 45% There. was logic in that, Stevens admitted, “We'll ride up the hill and take a look at the Capitol first. | Then we'll ride down Pennsylvania avenue and take a peek at the White House. T've always wanted to see ————— the White Housé.” “Tf vou have any trouble with the; police.” his brother-in-law advised ke yeas “just tell ’em you're friends of mine." out a little unsteadily, threw uan- certain lege over their saddies-and ue heir horses up the bil. } A capYtol guard srfited broadly as he watched them ride slowly through , the grounds. Stevens was all for |) ' dismounting and making a thorough inspection of the build’ng, but Tony |} “We won't have |} dissuaded him. « time, Joe. A man could epen¢e a whole day in thet. capitol there, ind probably not see <t ali then. There's) 1 a lot of sightseeing ahend of us yet. Come on,” nd WA Sed: ERO Woe DAC down the hill at a run. nt ce bggteee ed ig cea Peansyi-! a Eat he said, “Tony, maybe there is a + ’ Lae See ee |: * come night. Tony WHarrieon © told him} aismuatediy, “I've taken my last! “T'd at least Mmit myself to ceasing four or five at a time,” Pawnee Bill said, his sie twinkling. “IT said nile ig ae I made a fool of myst pride was hutt.'- That Rita, Beice\ ‘all persons, shonid have seen him under such disgraceful circumstances. " “Probably. her husband with her,’’ he thought. “More than likely she’s married by now.” The magistrate the next morning was inclined to be. friendly. He listened privately to some words) from Pawnee Bill and let Tony and Stevens off with light fines. - “But you'll have to buy the tobac- co dealer anew Indian. The old one’’-——turning an amused eye to- ward the silent “evidence” beside the - bench — “looks most thor- oughly subdued. He its somewhat lacking in spirit. Harrison, I had the pléasure of seeing you perform in Pawnee Bill's. chow. As an evi- dence of my apprec’ation, I am giv- ing you the minimum punishment. But the next time you go.on the war- path don’t tie up traffic.” The ehow. proceeded to New Jer- sey. At Gloucester a combination was formed with Buckskin Bill's show, the star performer of which was Annie Oakley, the famous wo- man tifle shot.’ ‘““We'll haye to put you in the background a little bit,’’ Pawnee | Bul told Tony. “You can cat out your shooting act. Although Annie ‘Oakley never saw the day that she could pull a trigger with you, she's got a big reputation, and heeides} she's a woman, I hope.you don’t mind.’’ Tony asured him that he would not. The combined show performed at fairs through the state, and al-' though it drew good crowds, it Iost: money. ‘hecause -of--unfavorable ton- tracts with the fair grounds people.! Then the weather got bad; day after day rain spoiled their plans and the money drained out of thelr little treasury: Hoping for a change in luck, Buckskin Bill withdrew from the partnership-and Pawnee Bill and Charlie Southwell once’ more pro- ceeded on their own. ‘But the rain continued and fall found them in Maryland desperately trying to re- cbup their losses in the emall towns. “There’s a Jonah around some place,” Pawnee Bill said and shook his head sadly. “Maybe it’s me,’ Tony told him| pessimistically. The older man contrived to Jaugh. | “You've sure been downhearted ever ton. *I never saw a man get so re- morseful over a little jag."’ The young man’s eyes clouded. “TI learned eame sense,”’ he said and spat into the rain. . They would play Easton the next day; Pawteé Bill informed him “And if we don’t make some money there we smash.» We're broke, and I’m about two thousand in debt to you, between ‘back salary and what iy 've borrowed. ‘ He shouldn't let that worry. him, Tony said. “I feel thie thing as much as you do. Another year, with better luck, and you'd clean up. We'll hope for sunshine in Easton.” ~ But in Baston they found more rain and an attachment by the sheriff. The show lacked railroad fare to move on to another town; it lacked money to pay the board bills of its performers, “Even my trunk’s been attached,” said Pawnee Bill cheerfully. ‘The show business eo far has been a com- plete bust. I'm going to the post office to see if anybody still thinks enough of me to write.’’ “T'll go with you. If the sheriff 6ees me hanging around this tent} he might attach me. too.” The postmaster handed Pawnee Bill two letters. They ducked out and ran across the street to. the Shelter.of the little train shed. There Pawnee Bill settled himeelf comfortably on a baggage truck and turned his attention while Tony gazed disconsolately into the drizzle of rain. “This one’s for you, Tony. From Joe Craig, I reckon.” He had torn open one of the envelopes to find a sealed one enclosed. Tony slowly ripped it opens At along. . 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