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CHAPTER I
Train Holdup
LOW LY “ Tombstone” Jones un
S coiled his seven-foot length of
skinny manhood from the depths
of an old platform rocker in the shade
Those Z a n y A n t i c s of Tombstone a n d S p e e d y
of the hotel porch, cuffed his som “ Well, anyway, we’ve, got to find out
brero back from his long, bony face, and how to get to Rawhide City.”
looked sleepily at his partner “ Speedy” “ The shortest way, huh? I tell yuh,
Smith. Speedy was only five feet, seven we’re goin’ to have rain.”
inches tall and as streamlined as a fly-rod. “ Rain?” snorted Speedy. “ With a sky
There wasn’t enough meat on the two of like that?”
them to make a sandwich for a sparrow. “ We will so,” declared Tombstone.
Tombstone sighed and said, “ Huh?” “ My toes are actin’ up. Don’t laugh, you
Speedy drew a telegram from his pocket. skinny little wart. I inherited that gift
Tombstone said, “We heard from him, from my pa. He could tell weather a
huh?” week away.”
“ Yeah,” nodded Speedy. “It says, ‘Go “ Maybe you inherited somethin’ from
yore pa-—but yuh’re weariq’ my socks.
Why don'tcha ever buy some that fit yuh?”
“ These fit all right—and I shore love
green socks.”
“ Green socks? Tombstone Jones, did
you take my Sunday socks out of my war-
bag and— you’ve got the gall to set there
and— ”
“ Tomorrow is Sunday, remember? I’m
breakin’ ’em in for yuh.”
Speedy groaned and sat down in an old
chair.
“ All right, all right," he sighed. “If
you want to cinch up a number twelve
foot in a sock that was built for a seven
boot, hop to it, but don’t prophesy weather
’cause yore toes hurt. Let’s go find out
how to get to Rawhide City.”
What’ll he care? I ask yuh, what’ll he out-lie any man on earth, except Speedy,
care? You cain’t answer, huh?” They exasperated Jim Keaton to the point
“You die and I’ll ask him,” replied of firing both of them when they sent
Speedy miserably. him hair-brained telegrams or failed to
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 13
make a report of a closed case. Their the surface soil. Heavy clouds hung low
ignorant efficiency was aided and abetted over the hills, making the world as dark as
by the fact that no one on earth would the inside of a black cat. They worked
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ain’t our money, after all. If we had it. Al leaned back in his chair and looked
somebody would prob’ly kill both of us gravely at Tombstone. “ Well, it really
to get it back.” ain’t my business, but Luke Horne, the
“ Yeah, I believe yuh’re right, Speedy. sheriff, asked me to find out a few things
If we ain’t got it—and they kill us anyway about you two. I try to oblige folks, yuh
—it’ll be a mistake on their part, huh?” know.”
“ Yeah,” agreed Speedy, “ and it’ll be “ Since when,” queried Speedy coldly,
somethin’ that me and you will never get “ has our cornin’ got anythin’ to do with the
over.” law?”
It was noon next day when they awoke. “ Don’t harden un thaDway,” pleaded
It was still raining, and the cateh-buckets Al. “ After all—well, you’ll hear about it,
were nearly filled. Their clothes were anyway: so I might as well tell yuh that
still soggy, but they had no others. Not the train was robbed a couple miles out
having eaten since the dav before, and of Yolo last night. They shore got plenty
that at breakfast time, thev were fam money Stu'-k un the depot agent and
ished. The hotel dining room was still made him fla« the tram. He tried to
open, and the elderly proprietor, whom br'ak away and they killed him. New
the woman with the mop had called Al, gang, I reckon.”
was in the dining room when they sat
down. Neither of them were in anv mood T THIS moment the waitress brought
for conversation, but the old man came
over to them. “ How’d yuh sleep?” he
A in their ham and eggs. After she
went away Tombstone said, “ What do
asked genially. yuh reckon became of the rest of our
“Oh,” replied Tombstone, “ we jist shut gang?"
both eyes—and there we are.” “ Yeah.” nodded Speedy, “ and who got
The old man chuckled. “ Yuh’re quite the money?"
a josher. Huh! You must be about seven “ Don’t try to be funny,” advised Al
feet tall, ain’t yuh?” “ Did yuh ever know a feller named
“ Measurin’ m’ hat and boot-heels— Johnny B rigg sf'
about eight feet,” replied Tombstone. Johnny Briggs was the man Keaton
“ Uh-hu-u-uh— that’s right. My, my, jmu had named in his telegram, but the two
must have borned on a stretcher.” coWboys merely shook their heads.
“I was borned on a Monday,” corrected Tombstone said:
Tombstone. “ And that re-mark was only “ I used to know a feller named Oscar
funny the first time I heard it.” Briggs in Oklahomy, but his right name
“I see. Hm-m-m-m. You got here about was Jim. They called him Oscar for
midnight, didn’t yuh? Which way didja short.”
come in from ?” “He’s in jail right now," said Al Benton,
Speedy was quick on the trigger. the hotel keeper.
“ Rojo Springs,” he said. “ Oscar is?” blurted Tombstone. “ Why,
“Oh, yeah. Was it rainin’ up there I heard that he died in— ”
when yuh left?” “I mean Johnny Briggs.”
“No, it wasn’t—but it shore rained “ Oh, that one. I thought for a minute—
later.” now what did Johnny Briggs do to git
The waitress brought coffee and some himself jailed?"
cups. Tombstone said: “You wasn’t in “ He held up that train last night and
terested in rain at Rojo Springs, was shot the depot agent. Yuh see, Johnny
yuh?” got his hat knocked off in the depot, and
“ Wasn’t I? What makes yuh think I they found the corpse a-layin’ on it. It’s
wasn’t?” got Johnny’s name inside it.”
“Jist what are you tryin’ to find out “ One man job, huh?” queried Tomb
about us?” stone.
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 19
“No, there was at least four men. John Speedy said, “ Yuh can’t look at a man
ny’s the only one they’ve located so far. and tell how smart he is.”
Luke Horne and Windy Winters, his “ That’s shore true,” admitted Tomb
deputy, are out, tryin’ to fill their hand.” stone. “ You take me for example.”
“How much money did they get away “ What kind of a example?” asked
with?” asked Speedy. Speedy, finishing his coffee.
“Absolutely all there was in the safe.” “Well, jist for instance, I can make
“What a haul!” exclaimed Tombstone. folks think I’m dumb.”
“ A job like that would put all of ’em on “ In yore case, it ain’t no art, cowboy,”
easy street. About a million apiece, huh? sighed Speedy. “ The telegram said to see
Or was it a small safe?” John Briggs without fail.”
“Are you dumb, or are yuh just actin’ ?” “Yeah, that’s right, ain’t it? We better
asked A1 Benton soberly. toiler orders.”
“What he knows about actin’,” assured “ Not a chance, my boy. Johnny Briggs
Speedy, “ you can put in yore eye and had a gang— remember. The less me and
never blink.” you se^ of Johnny Briggs, the better
we’re off. That blasted sheriff is tryin’
CHAPTER III to pick up some more suspects, and we’re
two more that might fill up his jail. No,
A Ride for Fun we’ll find out more about this deal, be
fore we obev any orders.”
MAN and woman came into “ Suits me.” nodded Tombstone. “ I don’t
the dining room and sat hanker for trouble."
down. A1 Benton got up and Al Benton left the hotel and went down
went over there quickly, to the sheriff’s office where he found Luke
talked for a few minutes and Horne, the sheriff, and Windy Winters,
came back. the deputy, cursing the weather. Luke
“That’s Mrs. Briggs,” he Horne was a huge man, with a mop of
told them quietly. “ She’s black hair, lantern jaw, and a very good
shore broke up about Johnny. The other command of profanity. Windy was small,
one is Harry Drake, a lawyer. He took thin, with big, flaring ears and a wide
care of all the lawin’ for Johnny’s uncle, mouth. Windy was also blond and very
until he died.” sallow.
“Lovely dove!” whispered Tombstone. “ You can forget them two strangers,
“ Yuh mean—he’s dead?” Luke,” declared Benton. “ The only rea
“ Yeah, he got drug by a horse and got son they came in out of the rain last night
his neck broke.” was because this was the end of the road.”
“ He don’t show any scars,” remarked “ Dumb, eh?” remarked Windy wearily.
Tombstone soberly. “ Prob’ly the worst that ever hit Raw-
A1 Benton looked at Speedy and shook hide City.”
his head slowly. “I didn’t figilre the job was done by
“ Yuh say he ain’t actin’, Smith?” he strangers,” said Luke.
asked. “ How does Johnny feel about it?” asked
“ No— no, he don’t even know how to Benton.
act.’ Windy chuckled and the sheriff looked
“ Well, I’ll see yuh later, boys.” at him sharply.
Al Benton left them and went back to “ Johnny,” chuckled Windy, “ feels to
the lobby. Tombstone looked back at the ward us like you feel toward them two
table near the doorway and remarked strangers. He said that Luke might not
that Mrs. Briggs was mighty pretty, but be the dumbest person on earth, but—”
he didn’t like lawyers, especially one who “That’s enough,” interrupted Luke.
had a turkey-neck and was almost bald. “ What he thinks don’t bother me.”
20 EXCITING WESTERN
“No, but he offered to prove it,” choked git mad to easy. Yore face gits red. All
Windy. points to a sudden de-mise. Are yuh
“He can’t prove anythin’,” declared the feelin’ all right, Lukie?”
sheriff. “We’ve got him where the hair Luke told him in plain profanity just
is short, and he better start tryin’ to prove where he could go. Windy shrugged his
that he didn’t help stick up that train. I thin shoulders and said quietly:
hate to do this, on account of his wife, but “ Yuh see what I mean, Al? No self
law is law.” control at all. Burnin’ himself up inside.”
“ She was up at the dinin’ room with Windy walked over to the doorway and
Harry Drake,” said Benton. glanced up the sidewalk.
“Gone from bad to worse, eh?” re “ Oh-oh!” he grunted. “ Here comes the
marked Windy. “ That scorpion!” lodge-poles.”
“Drake is a good, reputable lawyer,” “ I’m goin’ back to the hotel,” said Ben
said the sheriff. ton quickly. “ See yuh later, gents.”
“I don’t like him, Luke. And if you As Benton went out, Luke said, “ Let
think you can prove anythin’ to me about them do the talkin’, Windy.”
Harry Drake— go ahead. Oh, I know, Tombstone ducked his head and came
he was Hank Buck’s lawyer. Smart as a in, looking them over soberly. Speedy
whip, Buck alius said. A busted whip, if peered past Tombstone, flipped some
yuh ask me. Why didn’t he have Buck water off the brim of his hat and said:
make out a will, I’ll ask yuh. Don’t an “ Howdy, officers. We jist dropped in to
swer, because you don’t know why. Hank pass the time of day.”
Buck loved Johnny Briggs, and he hated “ And,” added Tombstone, “ to find out
Sam Mitchell. Then he gits himself if you’ve caught any more train robbers.
killed—without no will. Everybody knows Real interestin’ case, seems to me. They
that he intended for Johnny to have the tell me that one man forgot his hat. Fun
HB spread. Now, that half-witted Sam ny thing— forgettin’ a hat, when it’s rain
Mitchell, bein’ another nephew, sues for in’, especially when he had his name in it.
half of the HB. And another thing, that Pretty dumb, don’tcha think, sheriff?”
Harry Drake is his lawyer.” The sheriff didn’t say. Windy said
quietly: “ Go ahead—you interest me
LOW LY the sheriff shook his head. strangely.”
“ Hank Buck wasn’t expectin’ to “ Have yuh reconstructed the case?”
die,” said Luke. “ Lotsa men don’t make asked Tombstone.
out a will.” “ Have we what?” asked the sheriff
“Didn’t expect to die, huh? Bullet curiously.
proof, snag-proof, antiseptic and germ- “ It’s what a detective alius does,” ex
proof, eh? Didn’t the old pelicano realize plained Tombstone. “Yuh go out, pull
that everybody has got to die sometime? the same kind of a deal, and then figure
Hank wasn't young. Dumb, I call it.” where you’d go. They say it works out,
“Have you got a will made out?” asked too. Like a man stealin’ a horse from a
Benton soberly. hitchrack. You don’t know which way
“I shore have— a vocal one. I told Luke he went. So you steal one, too, and try to
that if I died before him, which I doubt, figure where you’d go, so they can’t find
he can have my gun and my spurs. They yuh.”
can bury me in the rest of my leavin’s.” “ And what usually happens to yuh?”
“Why do yuh doubt?” queried Luke asked Windy.
seriously. “ Well, sometimes you ain’t as smart as
“Well, I dunno, Luke. Yuh’re the pic the thief was, and they hang yuh for
ture of health— on the outside— but I’ve horse-stealin’.”
jist got me a hunch that inside—well, “ Scientific, huh? And what do you two
yuh’re what they call a holler shell. You know about detectin’ ?”
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“ That’s our business,” replied Tomb there for— ” Benton hesitated, looking
stone soberly. curiously at Tombstone. “ Wait a minute.
“ Well, what do yuh know about that, Y ou’re strangers here— and you came
Luke?” gasped Windy. here by way of Rojo Springs; so how
“For once in his life, A1 Benton was would you know— ”
right,” replied the sheriff. “ You said yuh “ I told yuh I was right, Speedy!” ex
came here to pass the time of day, didn’t claimed Tombstone. “I told yuh didn’t
yuh? Well, you may consider it passed.” I?”
“ Then you don’t want our help, huh?” “ Yeah, you did,” admitted Speedy
“ Lookin’ at it from our angle—no,” re easily, although he hadn’t the slightest
plied the sheriff. idea what Tombstone was talking about.
“ Well,” sighed Tombstone, “ we might Benton waited for an explanation. Tomb
as well leave them to their sad fate, stone rolled and lighted a cigarette, a grin
Speedy. After all, you’ve alius said, on his lean face.
‘Never cast pearls before swine.’ Good “Yessir, I knowed I was right. Why,
day, gentlemen.” I can even tell yuh jist what the place
They filed outside and went back up the looks like.. Some day I’m goin’ in for
street. Speedy said: tellin’ fortunes.”
“Where’d you git that pearls before “What’s this all about,” asked Benton
swine idea?” , curiously.
“ I got it out of m’ own head, Speedy— “ I dreamed about that place,” replied
I think. Pretty good, eh?” Tombstone. “I saw it jist as plain. I told
Speedy about it this mornin’, and he
ACK in the sheriff’s office, Luke didn’t believe it. Mister Benton, I’m a
Horne was glaring at Windy, who man with a strange power.”
seemed to be having some sort of con “ He’s right,” added Speedy soberly.
vulsions. “ At times the man amazes me. He fore
“ Pearls before swine!” choked Windy. tells things, I tell yuh. He gits up in the
“ Mamma mine!” mornin’ and he’ll say, ‘Speedy, today at
“ Stop it! You don’t even know what he eleven o’clock we’ll meet a man on a
meant.” gray horse.’ Well, sir, you can set yore
“I don’t need to. That word pig was watch by it. I dunno,” Speedy shook his
enough for me.” head, “ it’s got me beat.”
“ Yuh’re as dumb as they are, Windy.” “Yeah,” agreed Benton, “ I’ve heard of
“Don’t try to soft-soap me, Luke— it folks like that. Well, I’ve got to get back
won’t do yuh any good.” to work.”
The rain ceased qbout two o’clock that “ Just for fun,” suggested Tombstone,
afternoon. Tombstone had been asking “ let’s ride down there and prove it to our
A1 Benton a lot of questions about the selves.”
different spreads, and he found out that “All right,” agreed Speedy. “I think the
the Circle D seemed to cover a lot of ter rain is over.”
ritory north of Yolo, and was owned by a As they crossed the muddy street, on
man known as “Butch” Duncan, so nick their way to the stable, Tombstone said:
named because he had, at one time, “ When did we meet a man on a gray
operated a butcher business. He bought horse at eleven o’clock?”
the ranch from the bank, which had fore “ Listen, you knot-head,” r e p l i e d
closed a mortgage. Speedy, “I had to add to yore lie, didn’t
“There’s an old ranchhouse north of I? He had yuh where the hair was short.
Yolo,” remarked Tombstone, “but no About one more grunt out of you, and
body lives there.” we’d have had the sheriff on our traiL
“ That’s the old JK,” said Benton. “ It’s You lied yore way out of it this time, but
part of the Circle D. A in’t nobody lived you won’t always be able to think of a
22 EXCITING WESTERN
good lie every time.” them, but they were narrowed now, as he
“ I’ll be thirty-somethin’ on m’ next cursed bitterly.
birthday, and I ain’t failed yet,” declared Tombstone dismounted quickly, walked
Tombstone. “ What’sa idea of goin’ down over and picked up the man’s gun, and
to that old ranch, anyway, Speedy?” almost fell into an old prospector’s shaft,
“ Whose idea was it?” asked Speedy. so grown up with brush that it was in
“ You said that jist for fun w e’d ride down visible six feet away. The man eyed
there.” Tombstone venomously, but continued to
“ Oh, yeah—I forgot. Well, I’ll go with rub his numbed hand and wrist.
yuh, if yore mind is set on it, Speedy. “ Funny deal,” remarked Tombstone.
Yuh’re just like a little kid. You git an “ Was you aimin’ to dump them hides into
idea and yuh won’t be happy until you’ve that hole? Yeah, I reckon yuh was.
done it.” Don’tcha realize that hides are worth
They rode out of Rawhide City and money? Jist wasteful, huh?”
headed down the muddy road to Yolo. “ Think yuh’re f u n n y , don’tcha?”
Tombstone said, “ If it rains again and we snarled the man. “ Mind yore own busi
get wet, I’ll never forgive yuh. My under ness, and you’ll live longer.”
wear is just gettin’ dry.” “ We ort to take him down and pull his
“Yore father,” said Speedy, “ was either fangs,” suggested Speedy. “ I remember
a awful tender-hearted person, or just that he was goin’ to strike without rat
plumb negligent.” tlin’. What’ll we do with him for his mis
“Meanin’ what?” asked Tombstone. deeds?”
“Well, he let you live and grow up to Tombstone grinned slowly, and pointed
what yuh are now.” down the hill.
“I’ll think that re-mark over, and give “ See that old cottonwood down there?
yuh my answer later.” Must be half-mile or more. W e’re goin’
to give yuh ten seconds to git out of range,
and we’ll time yuh to that tree. No yuh
A FTER several miles Tombstone drew
up his horse and pointed at an old don’t,” added Tombstone, as the man
looked over at his horse. “ Yuh’re goin’ to
trail. “ Yuh know somethin’, Speedy; I’ll
betcha that trail leads over to the old paddle down there on yore own feet.
JK ranchhouse. We don’t have to ride Speedy, you start countin’ ten.”
down to Yolo.” Speedy flexed his wrist, cocked his gun
“Suits me,” said Speedy. “ You do the and said, “ One— two— ”
navigatin’.” He didn’t need to count any more, be
They followed the old trail for about cause the man was galloping straight
two miles through the brushy hills, when down that hill, crashing brush, disappear
they suddenly almost ran into a man with ing momentarily, but bouncing back in
a pack horse. He was just off the trail, sight, as he headed for the old cotton
working on a pack. His saddlehorse was wood. Speedy holstered his gun and
a few feet away, watching them. The man, looked thoughtfully at Tombstone.
a short, heavy-set person, was busily en “ Why’d we do that?” he asked.
gaged in unpacking what looked like a T o m b s t o n e removed his hat and
big bundle of cowhides. In fact, he was scratched his head thoughtfully.
too busy to realize that the two cowboys “ Search me,” he replied. “ It was yore
were there with him, until his horse nick idea.”
ered softly. “ It was not! You showed him the tree—
The man whirled like a flash and and you said— ”
reached for his gun. Almost at that same “ We’ll share the blame— how’d that be?
instant Speedy fired, and the man jerked You done the countin’. By the way,
sideways, his gun flying from his hand. yuh’re gettin’ awful fancy with that gun,
His eyes had snapped wide at sight of seems t’ me.”
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“If you mean shootin’ that gun out of down the muddy trail.
his hand, Mr. Jones, yuh’re all wrong; I They rode on for about two miles, but
shot at his shoulder.” there was no sign of the old stable and
“Well, at least yuh’re honest, my boy. ranchhouse. They were about to turn
Suppose we take a look at this here bun back, when Tombstone discovered an old
dle of hides.” line-shack in the brush, down in a swale,
where only the roof and the stove-pipe
CHAPTER IV were visible. They swung down the slope
and pulled up in front of the old shack.
Fight Near the Line House The old door hung partly open and the
one window had long since been smashed
ULLING out his knife, Tomb out. Speedy said, “ Ain’t been anybody
stone slashed the binding here since the Civil War.”
rope and pulled the hides From inside the shack came a voice,
apart. They were fairly fresh pain-racked, shrill:
hides, and the b r a n d s “ It’s about time you fellers got here!
showed eight Box B brands, Leavin’ me here to die like this—you
and six branded with the danger! savages! Didja bring somethin’
HB mark. to— ”
“Seems to me,” remarked Speedy, “ that A thumping sound and a bitter curse
the HB spread is the one Johnny Briggs against the pain. Then a man came out,
was supposed to inherit, and the Box B inching along on his left leg and hip, both
is the brand Johnny Briggs has for his arms trying to pull him along. He looked
little ranch that his uncle gave him. I like a wild-man, his face dirty, hair over
think that’s what A1 Benton said.” his eyes, as he paused there, staring at
“And now that we have unraveled the them, realizing that they were not the men
mystery,” said Tombstone, “ what’ll we do he was expecting. Then he slumped for
with it?” ward on his face.
Speedy was very thoughtful, studying
Tombstone and Speedy got off their
the hides. He looked up at Tombstone
horses quickly, and were half-way over
and said, “These hides are off stolen cows,
to the man, when a bullet sung past them
Tombstone.”
and smashed into the wall of the shack.
“Can yuh tell by lookin’ at ’em?” As they whirled around another bullet
“ Why else would any cowman dump whacked viciously into the old door, send
good hides into a hole in the ground? Of ing a shower of splinters into the air. Two
all the dumb critters on earth, we’re the men on horses, about a hundred and fifty
worst! We had a ca.ttle rustler right in yards away, were shooting at them with
our clutches, caught with the goods—and rifles.
you wanted to see how fast he could run. Speedy made a flying mount on his
He knows that we’ve done exposed his whirling horse, just as Tombstone went
basket of tricks, and he knows who we down flat on his back, almost against his
are.” horse, which whirled aside. Tombstone
“ Now,” said Tombstone soberly, “ it’s yelped:
our brains agin his.” “ They got me, Speedy! Go on and save
“Yea-a-a-ah!" breathed Speedy, “And I yourself— don’t bother with me, I ’ve been
don’t like the odds.” cut down!”
“Well, there’s no use hangin’ around Speedy whirled back and sent two shots
here; he ain’t cornin’ back.” toward the two men, who separated quick
“And he ain’t goin’ ridin’, neither,” de ly and dismounted. Speedy dived off his
clared Speedy, as he proceeded to un mount, got Tombstone by the shoulders
saddle the two horses, tossed the saddles and helped him to his feet.
aside and sent the two horses galloping “I think I’m done for!” panted Tomb
24 EXCITING WESTERN
stone. “ Save yourself!” them, and the three of them sat down at
Speedy swung Tombstone’s horse be a table together. Harry Drake, the law
tween them and the shooters, and helped yer, came in with a big, hulking cowboy,
Tombstone mount. A bullet creased the and sat down at the other end of the
top of the cantle on the saddle, but Tomb room. Windy said, “ That’s Butch Duncan
stone made it. A moment later Speedy with Drake. Butch has the Circle D. I’ve
was on his horse, driving Tombstone’s got a hunch that Drake owns some of it.”
horse ahead of him into the brush. A few “ What gives yuh that hunch?” asked
moments later they were back on the Speedy.
trail, traveling fast. Bullets had cut the “I dunno. Maybe Drake jist gives him
brush-tops around them, as they went advice—I dunno. Say, I’ve got to ride
away, but they were paying no attention. out to Johnny Briggs’ place after supper
and pick up some clean clothes for him.
MILE from the shack they pulled Want to ride out with m e?”
A up. Speedy said:
“Where did they get yuh, pardner?”
“ Shore,” nodded Tombstone.
They were eating their supper when
“I—I don’t honestly know,” faltered another man came in. He was intoxicated,
Tombstone. “ In fact, I hate to look at and seemed just a bit belligerent, as he
m’self. I must be hit awful hard, wher weaved his way to Drake’s table, bumped
ever it is. They say that when yuh’re hit into Drake’s chair and said:
fatally, yuh don’t feel nothin’ but numb “ The boys have been lookin’ for you,
ness.” Butch.”
“Yuh don’t show any blood,” said “ Get out of here, you drunken fool,”
Speedy. snarled Butch.
“Prob’ly bleedin’ inside, Speedy.” “ Zasso?” queried the man, rocking on
Speedy got off his horse and went close his heels. “ Izzatso? Huh!”
to Tombstone, looking up at him, a puzzled “ That’s Sam Mitchell,” whispered
expression on his lean face. There was Windy. “ He’s the other nephew that’s
no blood on Tombstone’s head nor face, suing for half of the HB spread.”
no blood on his shirt. His gaze traveled Drake was talking earnestly to Mitchell,
the length of Tombstone, and his eyes who didn’t seem interested. He waved
centered on his right boot. Embedded in Drake’s argument aside and said loudly:
his high heel was a soft-nosed bullet, part “ You give me ten dollars.”
of it still exposed. Then he slowly lifted Drake protested, but Mitchell was in
his eyes and looked at Tombstone’s face, sistent.
dirty-gray, very serious for once in his “I’m not stayin’ out at the Circle D any
life. longer,” he said. “ Don’t like the ’socia-
“They shore cut me down in m’ youth,” tion I have to keep. I’m gentleman. Give
he said slowly. “ Do yuh think I’ll be able me ten dollars, so I can get room here.
to make it to a doctor?” Don’t argue with me— give me the
“Yeah, you’ll make it,” replied Speedy, money.”
“ and after he looks yuh over, he’ll send “ He’s a gentleman!” whispered Windy.
yuh to a boot-maker. You ain’t hurt, Jug- “If yuh ask me, he’s a hound pup which
Head! That bullet hit you in the heel is so ornery that he can’t even get fleas.”
and knocked your feet loose. Let’s get Drake, to save any further argument,
goin’.” gave him the money, and he went out,
They got back to Rawhide City at weaving past the empty tables. Speedy
dark, stabled their horses and went to the said, “ Why did Drake have to give him
hotel. Windy Winters, the deputy, was in ten dollars, W indy?”
the little lobby. He was curious as to “ To make him shut up, I reckon. Sam
where they had been, but they told him is plenty ornery, but he ain’t got the
nothing. He went to the dining room with nerve of a pet chicken.”
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After a few minutes Butch Duncan so we pulled out.”
went out, leaving Drake at the table. They rode on for some time, before
Tombstone, Speedy and Windy finished Windy said:
their supper and went down to the office. “ Yuh know, it’s just possible that Luke
Windy went back to Johnny Briggs’ cell is right. I don’t say flatly that he is—but
and talked with him about what clothes it’s possible.”
to bring back from the ranch. “What did Luke say?” asked Speedy.
“ He said he thought you two were the
T WAS very dark and with a stiff fastest liars he ever heard.”
I breeze blowing, when they left town.
As they rode along Windy said:
“ Well, that’s nice,” remarked Tomb
stone soberly. “ Yuh see, Windy, we ain’t
“You fellers have kinda got folks never tried to see how fast we could lie.”
around here guessin’.” “ Well, why do yuh tell me things like
“Guessin’ what?” asked Speedy. that, Tombstone?” asked Windy. “ After
“ Guessin’ what yuh’re doin’ down here all, I can swaller the truth once in a
— especially Luke Horne. He wanted me while.”
to find out where you fellers went this “Would you recognize the truth, if yuh
afternoon,” heard it?” asked Speedy.
“Well, you can tell him that we went “ Try it on me,” said Windy.
ridin’,” said Tombstone. “ You can tell “ We’re detectives, workin’ for the
him we found a man tryin’ to dump a Cattlemen’s Association, Windy.”
bunch of hides into a mine shaft, and we “ Yuh’re—wait a minute, Speedy! Can’t-
found a wounded man in an old shack in cha start on somethin’ more simple than
the hills. We might have been able to that, and kinda work up to it?”
tell yuh more about him, but two dry- “ Now that yuh understand who we
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are,” said Tombstone, “ things will be must be his horse out there. Maybe he
easier to explain.” ain’t come down yet.”
“What things?” asked Windy. “ Don’t They dismounted and managed to search
answer that, Tombstone. You must think what was left of the house, but there was
I’m dumb.” no sign of anybody. All the windows and
“Have it yore own way, Windy,” sighed doors had been blown away, and the
Tombstone. flames were swiftly obliterating the rest
They rode in at the Box B ranch. John of it.
ny Briggs’ ranchhouse was small, almost “ That yell,” d e c l a r e d Tombstone,
hidden in the trees, which lined the short “ sounded like it came from that direction
drive from the main road. They were -—the stable. Let’s look down there.”
still a hundred feet from the house, when
a rider came galloping in behind them. HEY flung the big door open and went
Swiftly Tombstone led the way off the
road, just before the rider went past them,
T inside, lighting matches. Molly Briggs
was sitting on the floor, her back against
and drew up sharply at the front porch. the wall, tied hand and foot. Windy un
Because of the trees and the darkness tied her, while the others lighted matches,
they were unable to see who he was. and they took her outside. She- was cry
Windy said: ing, but unhurt. Windy said:
“Why dodge him? Y ou’d almost “Molly, what on earth happened? Who
think—” done this to you?”
From beyond them a voice yelled shril- “I don’t know,” she said weakly. “ Just
ly: a little while ago, they came. They had
“No, no, you blasted fool! Don’t— ” masks on. They said I wouldn’t be hurt
At that moment an explosion lighted if I didn’t make trouble. I—I don’t know
up the place, and all sorts of debris came who they were, Windy. I heard them say
slashing through the brush and trees, ing something about ‘getting’ somebody
while more of it rained down. The fright when they opened the front door, but I
ened horses banged into each other, and don’t know who they meant. They were
almost unseated the three riders, before outside and I heard one of them yelling
they got them under control. Windy was for somebody to stop. Then I heard the
wheezing, “ What happened? What hap explosion.”
pened? That wasn’t any gun that went “ They didn’t say who they were goin’
off! to get, eh?” remarked Windy.
They spurred back onto the road. Fire “ No, they didn’t say who it was. After
had started in the small ranchhouse. They the explosion I heard one of them say,
spurred ahead, and stopped at the house. ‘Let’s get out of here fast,’ and. I heard
The whole front of it had been blown them riding away. They—they ruined our
away. Twenty feet from the porch was a ranchhouse, didn’t they?”
dead saddle-horse, all four legs in the air, “ Yeah,” replied Windy. “ There ain’t
and the air reeked of dynamite. There much left, Molly. We’ll get you to town.
was no sign of the man who had ridden My bronc will pack double.”
the horse. Tombstone walked up, lighted a match
“ Good gosh!” gasped Windy. “Molly and examined the dead horse. As the four
Briggs was in that house! She must have of them rode away Tombstone said,
been killed! Do somethin’, will yuh? “ Windy, who rides a sorrel with three
Don’t jist set there!” white feet and a Circle Seven brand on
“Yuh’re still a-settin’ there,” reminded the left hip?”
Speedy. “ Looks to me as though that’s “ Sam Mitchell,” he replied quickly.
all we can do right now.” “ Was that—I see what yuh mean.”
“ Somebody yelled at that feller who “ What about Sam Mitchell?” asked
went past us,” said Tombstone. “That Molly.
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“Would he come out to see yuh, M olly?” nounced his name and was invited in. The
asked Windy. big sheriff was very grim and determined.
“I told him,” replied Molly seriously, He said:
“ that if he ever came out again, when “ We found what was left of Sam Mitch
Johnny wasn’t here, I’d slam the door in ell.”
his face.” “ How far did it heave him?” asked
“Well, you didn’t,” remarked Tomb Tombstone.
stone, “ but somebody shore did, ma’am.” “ Half-way down to the corral.”
The sheriff settled himself in their one
CHAPTER V chair, and looked them over coldly. Speedy
said. “ Got somethin’ on yore mind?”
Valise Full of Money “ Plenty. And I want straight answers.
Windy told me that you said you found
J“ T EAVING the ranch they took a man dumpin’ green cow-hides in a pros
M I Molly Briggs to the hotel, pect shaft today. He said that you said
^ L and then went on to the of- you found a wounded man in a line-shack
~ fice, where they found Luke in the hills, and two men tried to cut yuh
Horne, talking with Harry down with rifles."
Drake. Windy blurted out Tombstone pulled off his boot and
the whole story in a few handed it to the sheriff, pointing out the
words, while the sheriff and bullet in his heel. “They shot low,” he
lawyer listened in amazement. Drake remarked dryly.
said, “ My gosh! You think Sam Mitchell The sheriff nodded and handed the boot
was killed?” back to him.
“ His horse was,” replied Windy, “ and “ The whole thing sounds like you made
we couldn’t find Sam.” it up,” he said.
“ Get my horse!” snapped the sheriff. “ Eight hides had been yanked off Box
“Tell the coroner. Pick up some of the B cows, and six of ’em off JB cows,”
boys. We’ve got to get out there fast.” enumerated Tombstone.
Tombstone and Speedy didn’t ride back “ What about the man who was dumpin’
with them, nor were they invited. In their ’em ?”
hotel room they talked things over, and “ Oh, we chased him down the hill,”
Speedy insisted that someone had fixed grinned Tombstone. “My, my, how he
the front door of that ranchhouse with a could run!”
dynamite bomb—fixed it for him and “ I’d imagine so.” remarked the sheriff.
Tombstone. It was evident that he was taking all this
“Yuh’re crazy,” insisted Tombstone. with the proverbial grain of salt.
“ How’d they know we was cornin’ out “ Who,” asked Speedy, “ knew that me
there with Windy?” and Tombstone were goin’ out to Johnny
“You’ve got a point there,” admitted Briggs’ ranch with Windy tonight?”
Speedy, “ but I’ll bet I’ll bust it off. Some “W ho?” Luke looked thoughtfully at
body knew. It’s a cinch they didn’t in them. “ Nobody, except me and Windy.”
tend to blow Sam Mitchell to glory, be “ Which one of yuh set that bomb at the
cause they yelled at him. And why would front door?”
they want to dynamite Windy? No, I tell “ Yuh’re crazy, Smith.”
yuh, we know too much.” “ Then start thinkin’, Sheriff. It’s a
“Intelligent, huh?” cinch it wasn’t set to kill Sam Mitchell,
“ Very little, if any,” sighed Speedy. “ If ’cause they yelled at him.”
we had any brains, we’d pull out. When “ You don’t mean to say that somebody
they start dynamitin’, I get goose-pimples.” wanted to kill you two.”
It was nearly two hours later, when “ Think hard,” advised Speedy soberly.
Luke Horne knocked on their door, an “I told yuh—wait! Harry Drake, the
28 EXCITING WESTERN
lawyer, was in the office with me, talkin’ recognize him. Then he turned in toward
about the inheritance case when Windy the hotel, only to stop abruptly, when the
cam$ from the jail and said he’d have to man confronted him in the shadows. They
go out to Johnny’s ranch and get some were unable to hear what was said, until
clean shirts for Johnny. You two rode in a voice said plainly:
about that time, and Windy said he’d ask “ Yuh’re goin’ to do exactly what I tell
yuh if yuh didn’t want to ride out with yuh to do. I’m pullin’ out of this deal, and
him. Windy hates to ride alone at night. I’m goin’ out heeled. Start walkin’.”
Spooky, I reckon.” The two men moved away back to the
“ So Harry Drake knew it, eh?” re sidewalk, headed down the street, with
marked Tombstone. “ Who else?” Tombstone and Speedy going quickly to
“Harry is the only one who could know the sidewalk. The two men crossed the
about it—and he’s no dynamiter. After street away from the lights, and entered
all, what would anybody want to murder a doorway.
you two for? It don’t make sense. No “ Drake’s office is over there,” whispered
body around here knows you two.” Speedy. “ Let’s go look.”
“Don’t forget,” said Speedy, “ we found “ Did you get a good look at the first
a man buryin’ hides, and we found a feller?” asked Tombstone.
wounded man in a shack.” “ Looked big,” replied Speedy. “ Said he
“If you ain’t lyin’,” amended the sheriff, was goin’ away heeled.”
gettin to his feet. The curtains were down, but they could
“I’m goin’ to have a talk with Molly see a light in the office.
Briggs, and hear what she has to say “ If that was Drake,” whispered Tomb
about it. I’ll talk with you two later.” stone, “ he didn’t come here because he
wanted to. You watch the front door. I
think there’s another door into the alley.”
A FTER the sheriff left the room, Tomb
stone said complainingly: Tombstone went into the alley, where
it was so dark that he had to feel along
“I hate and de-spise a liar, and he thinks
I’m one.” the wall of the building, but he found the
“Well, dry yore tears,” advised Speedy. other door. He put his ear against it, but
“After all, what he thinks don’t hurt us was unable to hear anything, until foot
none. Let’s go downstairs and see what steps came across the floor, and he heard a
folks are all talkin’ about.” latch rattle. Tombstone, flat against the
“And somebody’ll take a shot at us.” wall, using the dim light from the street
“I don’t think so; they’re too busy cuss- to show him the silhouette of a man, who
in’ each other for makin’ a mistake tonight. stepped outside, turned and started to
C ’mon.” carefully close the door, when Tomb
They went downstairs into the lobby, stone’s gun barrel thudded against' his
but there was no one in sight. They went head. Something fell into the street away
out on the long porch and stood in the from the falling man, and Tombstone
heavy shadows. After a few moments they picked it up. It was a small valise, but
saw a man step off the street quickly and very heavy.
move into the heavy shadows, too. They “ Prob’ly illegal,” remarked Tombstone
couldn’t see him now. Speedy whispered, aloud, “ but yuh can’t take chances.”
“It shore looks like dirty work at the He came out of the alley, called quietly
cross-roads.” to Speedy, and they went back across the
“Do yuh think he’s waitin’ for us?” street. No one had seen them. Speedy
asked Tombstone in a whisper. didn’t ask any questions, as they went
“Waitin’ for somebody. Sh-h-h-h!” down an alley, made their way over the
A man came down the sidewalk, stopped usual back-yard debris and reached the
and looked around. There was enough back stairs of the hotel.
light for them to see him, but not to Up in their room Speedy looked in
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 29
quiringly at Tombstone, who placed the What is it?”
heavy valise on the table. The big sheriff looked at them for sev
“Where’d yuh get that?” asked Speedy. eral moments, before he said slowly:
“A feller came out the side door, arid I “ This is Hank Buck’s will. Harry Drake
patted him on the head.” said he never made out any wilL This
The valise was not locked, and in it paper,” Luke banged it on the table,
were bales of currency, some gold, and “ leaves all of the HB spread to Johnny
a huge bundle of papers, held together Briggs.”
with a wide, elastic band. They stood “ Well, good for Johnny!” exclaimed
there and looked at each other. Tombstone.
“ For poor men,” remarked Speedy, “ we “ But who dropped it on the porch?”
get our hands on moVe darned money!” asked the sheriff. “ That’s a funny place
“ Let’s try to figure this out,” said Tomb to find it— if yuh ask me.”
stone. “ As far as I can figure, this feller “ Leaves it all to Johnny Briggs, eh?”
was taking’ the money away from Drake. remarked Speedy. “ Ain’t it funny, sheriff?
Is that yore conclusion?” I mean, Sam Mitchell relinquishin’ any
claim he may have had on the HB, and
PEEDY didn’t, reply— he was looking now we find the will. This’ll fix Johnny
S at the papers, the rubber band dan
gling from his fingers.
up fine. We ain’t never met the gent, but
he’ s got a mighty pretty woman.”
“Them things are no good. Speedy,” “ Fixes him up as far as the inheritance
Tombstone said. “ Let’s concentrate on goes, but he’s still stuck with that train
money.” robbery.”
“ Wait a minute,” whispered Speedy. “ Yeah.” Tombstone nodded. “ That’s
“Here’s Hank Buck’s will—and they said right. But maybe his luck will hold out,
he didn’t leave any will.” Sheriff.”
“More lies, huh?” queried Tombstone. “ He’ll need more than luck to dodge
“ Now, about the money— ” that charge.”
Someone knocked on the door, and “ Any man,” said Speedy, “ who is so
Tombstone swept money and papers into dumb that he shoots a man and leaves
the bag. He shoved it under the bed and his own hat under the body—well, he’s
called: too dumb to be at large, I’d say. It was
“ Who is it?” rainin’, too, and he needed a hat.”
“ Luke Horne.” The sheriff stared at Tombstone for
Speedy opened the door and let the several moments, looking the tall cow-
sheriff in. puncher over carefully. Then he said:
“I’ve had a long talk with Molly Briggs,” “ For once in yore life, High Pockets,
Horne said. “ She says them fellers grabbed tell me the truth, will yuh? What are
her, left her in the stable, and it wasn’t you two doin’ here in Rawhide City?”
but a few minutes until she heard the “ We’re detectives,” said Tombstone in
explosion.” a hoarse whisper.
“ What does that mean?” asked Speedy. Luke Horne snorted his disgust and
“ I don’t know,” admitted the sheriff. turned toward the door, when footsteps
He stooped down and picked up a paper. came pounding down the hallway, came
He started to put it on the table, but to a stop at their door, and Windy’s voice
hesitated, reading the print on the cover. yelled;
Speedy groaned internally. It was Hank “Is Luke Horne in there?”
Buck’s will, which Tombstone had knock Luke opened the door and Windy
ed on the floor, when he scooped up the stumbled in, puffing heavily.
other stuff. “A1 said you might be here,” he panted.
“ I dunno what that is,” said Speedy. “ Some of the boys heard a commotion in
“ We picked it up on the hotel porch today. Harry Drake’s office, and we busted in.
30 EXCITING WESTERN
Harry had been batted over the head and out into the darkness, and flung the bag
tied up. His safe is empty, too. He’s been far out into the muddy street, where it
robbed! He can’t tell us a blamed thing, landed with an audible thud.
except that several men jumped him— all “ There,” he said, closing the window,
masked.” “ let ’em find out where that came from.
Luke Horne looked sharply at Tomb At least, we ain’t got it.”
stone and Speedy and said: Speedy took off his boots and sat there,
“ It’s shore lucky for you two that I wiggling his toes.
know yuh was up here all the time. C’mon, “ You didn’t say whether I was smart
Windy.” in doin’ that or not,” reminded Tomb
stone. Speedy didn’t say what he thought.
CHAPTER VI “ Anyway,” said Tombstone thought
fully, “they can’t send us to jail for stealin’
Missing Will the valise.”
“ That sums it up pretty good, I believe,”
!HEN the door closed, Tomb said Speedy. “ We might as well go to
stone smiled weakly at bed and give our brains some rest.”
Speedy and they both looked Tombstone started to take off his boots,
toward the bed. Speedy when someone knocked on the door, and
drew a deep breath and a muffled voice said, “ This is Luke
shook his head. Home.”
“ If he’d ever found that “ Again!” groaned Tombstone. “ C’mon
valise, w e’d be in jail right in, Luke.”
now.” But this time it wasn’t the sheriff—it
“That big, lyin’ lawyer!” exclaimed was three masked men, backed up by
Tombstone. “ Several men—all masked! three guns. They came in swiftly and
I hate a liar above all critters. Yuh know, closed the door.
I’m about to set down and figure this “Keep yore hands in sight,” warned
thing out, Speedy.” one of them. “If it wasn’t that we need
“Don’t cover too much territory,” said to know things, we’d blast yuh down right
Speedy. “Just start in by figurin’ out how here. Rope their hands—tight.”
to keep us from goin’ to jail for robbery.” Two of the men worked swiftly, roping
“Yeah, I’ll include that as I go along,” their wrists, while the other watched
replied Tombstone. “ How much money closely. He warned, “One peep out of
do yuh reckon is in that valise?” you, and yuh’re loaded with lead.”
“Enough to send us both up for twenty “ Yeah, and you never find out what
years apiece.” yuh want to know,” added Speedy. “Dead
“That much? Huh! Well, it goes to men tell no tales.”
prove what I’ve alius said.” “ Nor lies, either,” snarled the man. “All
“What have you alius said?” right, we’re pullin’ out. One false move—
“Crime don’t pay. Honesty is the best and you’re dead.”
policy— and a he is a abomination.” They eased out into the hallway and
“ Stick to the first two,” said Speedy went down to the rear stairs, where a
dryly, “but don’t bear down too heavy man met them. He was panting a little.
on the last one— we might have to use “ We’ve got to pull out fast,” he said. “ I
some of it.” had to stick up Benton—up at the top, of
“Yeah, that’s right. Yuh know, I’ve got the stairs, and he recognized my voice.”
me a idea.” “ Why didn’t yuh knock him down?”
Tombstone got the valise from under “ Never thought of it. Anyway, A l’s all
the bed, dumped the contents into his right— just nosey.”
war-bag, and walked over to the front “Just nosey, eh? Get ’em into that
window. He shoved the window up, peered wagon box—pronto! That old fool will
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 31
yelp his head off. One of yuh drive, and swung in behind them, but Tombstone
the other set in the wagon-box with ’em and Speedy were deep in the shadows
to see that they stay put. W e’ll wait a at the corner of the stable as the two men
few minutes and then foller yuh. Get rode up. They dismounted, and one of
goin’.” them called:
The team and wagon pulled out of “ All right, boys, drag ’em out and we’ll
Rawhide City, and Tombstone and Speedy take ’em up to the house.”
stretched out in the wagon-box, feet to There was no answer. One of them said:
the front, their heads almost in contact “ Where did they go? That’s a funny
with the end-gate. One man drove, while deal.”
the other crouched back of the seat, facing They came up to the wagon, and one
the two prisoners. The road was very of them lighted a match. The flame flick
rutty from the rain, and there were also ered out-and one of them said:
plenty bumps. About a mile out of town “ It may sound awful crazy—but that’s
Tombstone managed to get his mouth close Slim McCallun!”
to Speedy’s ear. “ Where’s Art Bevens? What hap
“ I’ve got my hands loose,” he whispered. pened?”
“ Let’s get Slim out of there. C’mon and
help me take him up to the house.”
A BOVE the rattle of the wagon they
heard the crouching man say to the “ Wait! If those two got loose. Where
are they? Slim's gun is gone! If they’re
driver:
“ Got a bottle with yuh?” out here— ”
“ On the seat!” replied the driver. “ You “ Naw, if they got loose, they high-tailed
get it; I can’t even see to drive.” it back to town. But how could they
They could see the man stand up and get loose? Well, let’s take Slim up there.
help himself to the bottle. Tombstone Maybe he can tell us what happened.”
slid ahead a little and lifted his legs. As “ If Slim knows, he’s a mind-reader,”
the man started to hunch down again, a whispered Tombstone.
bump of the wheels sagged him forward, In the meantime, Luke Horne sat in his
and the next moment he was caught in office, grimly reading the last will and
the middle by Tombstone’s bent legs, and testament of Hank Buck. Windy came in,
catapulted off the wagon and far into the bringing with him Harry Drake. Drake
brush. Evidently he was too surprised to looked rather sick as he slumped down
even cry out, and the noise of the equipage in a chair, staring at Luke Horne.
drowned out the sound. Swiftly Tomb “ You wished to see me, Luke,” he said
stone liberated Speedy. huskily.
Working like a team, they came in be “ That’s right,” replied Luke thought
hind the unsuspecting driver, where a fully. “You said that, as far as you knew,
strangle-hold yanked him backward, and Hank Buck never made out a will, didn’t
someone took away his lines. He flailed yuh?”
with his arms, but hit only empty air. “That’s right,” replied the lawyer. “ He
Speedy yanked the gun from his holster, never did.”
and slugged him gently on the head. A Luke Horne picked up the document
minute later they had him all tied up and glanced over it.
with their own ropes, and Speedy was on “ Harry, I have here that will,” he said.
the seat, letting the team take them home. “ You—you’ve got, what?” blurted
“Lotsa things they don’t know about Drake.
ropin’ wrists,” chuckled Tombstone. “I “ The last will and testament of Hank
stole enough slack to pull a boot through, Buck. He leaves everythin’ to Johnny
and they thought they were hurtin’ me.” Briggs, except one lonesome silver dollar
The team took them to a big stable, to Sam Mitchell.”
where they got down quickly. Two riders “Impossible!” gasped Harry Drake.
32 EXCITING WESTERN
“ Why, I know— ” two gun-belts and holsters thudded to the
A1 Benton, coatless, hatless, fairly floor. Drake made the men back up,
skidded at the doorway, bumped against picked up the two belts and backed to
the side, but stayed on his feet. He the doorway.
blurted: “ Don’t try to follow me,” he warned.
“ They held me up! A masked man, I “I’ll shoot to kill. You’ll never take me
tell yuh! I went upstairs and he stuck a alive.”
gun in my face. Jones and Smith are Then he disappeared in the darkness.
gone— I looked in their room. Somebody Luke Hom e lowered his hands, rubbed
had a team and wagon out behind the ho his stubbled chin and erupted some un
tel. I heard it pull out!” printable sentences. Windy grinned slow
ly and said, “ I never thought he’d turn
HEN A1 Benton stopped to catch killer. But, as they say, yuh never can
W his breath, the sheriff said:
“ Say it again, Al, but slower; I didn’t
tell which way a dill pickle will squirt.
A ll right, Luke, we better wake up and
get it all.” take off.”
“Wait a minute!” exclaimed Windy. Al Benton stepped over to the doorway.
“You say Jones and Smith are gone? Yuh A horse was galloping down the street.
mean—somebody took ’em ?” He turned and looked at the other two.
“I don’t know whether they was taken “ Do you suppose that rap on the head
or not, Windy. This man held me up. He he got over in his office tonight done that
said that all I had to do was keep still and to him?” he asked.
stay where I am. Then he told me to go “ That rap on the head—and this,” re
downstairs, and when I started to go, he marked the sheriff, pointing at the paper
ran down the hallway. The door to Num on his desk. “ This is the last will and
ber seven was open, and them two fellers testament of Hank Buck, Al. Either Har
were gone.” ry didn’t know about this— or he lied.”
“Al, have you any idea who stuck you “ I’ll say he lied,” said Windy. “Well,
up?” asked Luke. what are we standin’ here for? Let’s sad
“Shore,” replied the hotel-keeper. “ I dle up and find out a few things. If
recognized his voice.” they’ve captured them two skinny crit
“You recognized his voice?” asked ters, the least we can do is try and get
Drake huskily. ’em back.”
“I shore did, Harry; it was Art Bevins.” “ Why would anybody collect two speci
The three men looked at each other. mens like that?” asked Luke. "And
Luke said: what’s wrong with Harry Drake— sayin’
“Al, you must be— uh— mistaken. Why, we’d never take him alive? Has every
Art Bevins is— ” body gone loco around here?” •
“I’d know his voice anywhere, Luke. “ If we don’t do somethin’” said Windy,
It was Art Bevins.” “ they’ll know we have.”
Luke got slowly to his feet, his eyes They went outside. Windy said, “ We
hard. better get some fresh guns, Luke; we
“Then that means that the Circle D— ” might run into more crazy people. You
“Hold it!” rasped Harry Drake, as he get the guns, I’ll get our horses.”
stepped into the doorway, facing them, a A l Benton went back to the hotel and
forty-five in his right hand. “ Don’t move.” knocked on Mrs. Briggs’ door. She was
“Drake, you fool, have you gone crazy?” still awake, reading. Al Benton said:
whispered Luke. “ Molly, I’ve got good news for yuh.
“No, I’m perfectly sane. Fool—yes, but They’ve found Hank Buck’s will, and he
not a crazy fool. Drop your guns on the leaves everythin’ to Johnny. Harry
floor—and do it fast.” Drake went crazy, and held a gun on all
A l Benton had no gun, but the other of us, until he made a getaway.”
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 33
Molly Briggs looked wide-eyed at Ben “ Oh, sort of a pearls-before-swine idea,
ton, hardly able to understand what he I reckon.”
had told her. Tombstone hunched in against a side
“ Does Johnny know?” she whispered. window at the ranchhouse, but was un
“No, I don’t think they told him. Windy able to hear more than an occasional word
said Johnny can’t talk.” of the conversation in the house— and
“ Can’t talk? What did he mean?” most of that was profanity. Speedy was
“ He said Johnny’s got larny-geetus. down at the stable, taking care of a special
Caught cold in the rain.” duty, when a rider came swiftly into the
“ Larygeetus?” queried Molly. “ Oh, yes, place, jerked up sharply at the porch
I know what you mean. He’s had it be and went stumbling up the steps to the
fore. Can’t we go down and tell him about front door.
the will?” Banging on the door, he yelled:
“ No,, ma’am, we can’t—not now. I’ve “ Open up! This is Harry!”
had two different guns shoved into my A man flung the door open and ad
face already tonight and I don’t hanker mitted the visitor. The door was kicked
for more. You jist take it easy. Good shut again, but bounced open a few
night, Molly.” inches. Tombstone slid ahead to the cor
“ Two guns?” she asked. ner of the porch and house. A man
“ Uh-huh. I think some men kidnapped snarled:
Jones and Smith tonight.” “ You’ve sunk the whole crew, you
“ They did? Mr. Benton, what is wrong blasted fool, you!”
around here?” “ Fool, eh?” rasped Harry Drake’s voice.
“The people,” he replied dryly and “You open your mouth again and I’ll blast
closed the door. you. Butch, you were going to double-
cross all of us tonight when you forced
CHAPTER VII me to open my safe, but somebody
stopped yuh— or did they? Where’s that
Time's A-wastin’ money? You had somebody outside to
take it, that’s what happened. Where’s
N THOUGHTFUL silence Jones and Smith? Don’t tell me you bun
Luke and Windy rode out of gled that deal, too!”
town, heading for the Circle “ Set down,” growled Butch Duncan. “ I
D. Finally Luke said: never gave that money to anybody— they
“ Windy, we should have took it. Look at my head, will yuh?
told Johnny about find in’ Somebody got that money, and it wasn’t
that will. I’ll bet he’d give any of our gang, Drake. Put down fhat
three cheers.” gun, you fool, before yuh hurt somebody.”
“I’ll take that bet, Luke,” offered Windy “I want that money and the papers,”
seriously. “You knew he had a bad cold said Drake coldly. “ This will of Hank
this morning, didn’t yuh?” Buck’s was in that bunch of papers.”
“ Yeah, he said he had. But what’s that “ You said you burned it!”
got to do with it?” “ I kept it! Do I look like a fool? If Sam
“He’s got larny-geetus, and can’t even Mitchell tried any of his double-crosses,
whisper. I told him I’d call Doc Blythe, I was going to be fixed to bust his jug.
and he wrote on a paper, ‘This ain’t ring With that will, I could force him to do
bone nor spavin.’ ” exactly what we wanted. Now, it’s gone,
“Anybody’d know that,” said Luke. and Luke Horne’s got it.”
“ They ain’t the same.” “ Shut that door!” rasped Butch. “Do
“Well,” sighed Windy, “I’ll have to tell you want everybody in Rawhide City to
Johnny that he wasted that one.” hear yuh yellin’ ?”
“ What do yuh mean?” The door closed. Tombstone sank back
34 EXCITING WESTERN
on his haunches, thinking over what he me? If you make one yip, yuh’re a gone
had heard. Speedy came crawling across duck. Do yuh know what I said?”
the yard in the heavy shadows and joined “ I—I heard yuh, you specimen of skin
Tombstone, who said: ny humanity!” husked the man. “ If I
“ Didja get rid of all their horses?” ever git my hands on you— ”
“All except two,” replied Speedy. “ We “ Windy?” gasped Tombstone.
don’t want to walk back.” “Yeah—Windy! What’sa idea, any
“ That was the lawyer who just got w ay?”
here,” explained Tombstone. “ He’s awful “Sh-h-h-h!”
upset about that will. Yuh see, he kept “ Don’t shush me— git off my shoulders.
it to use against Sam Mitchell, in case Where’s m’ gun?”
Mitchell didn’t play ball with them. He’s Speedy gave it back to him. Windy
also irked about that money. It seems that whispered angrily, “ Of all the crazy ga
Butch Duncan was the one I got the valise loots on earth! I ain’t got any skin left
from. Butch was goin’ to pull out on ’em. on my nose.”
Now, Mr. Drake is in there with a gun in “ What are you doin’ out here?” asked
his fist, and he wants to play rough.” Speedy.
“Things must be tough, when a lawyer “Tryin’ to save your worthless lives.”
has to use a gun,” remarked Speedy. “ Oh- “ That’s a coincidence,” said Tombstone.
oh! Look out!” “You came to save us, and we saved you.”
A shadowy figure appeared at the cor “ Saved me from what?”
ner behind the kitchen steps, where he “ Let’s not go into details, Windy. You
stood for a long time. He couldn’t see the ain’t thanked us yet.”
two cowpunchers, hunched in against the “For knockin’ me down and rubbin’ all
house. Slowly he moved around the steps, the skin off my nose?”
came in against the wall and began com “ Yeah, that’s right, ain’t it. We thought
ing toward them, moving as silently as a it was some of that gang in the house,
shadow. Tombstone and Speedy hardly sneakin’ up on us. Yuh’re lucky we didn’t
dared to breathe as the man came on. kill yuh.”
“ Sh-h-h-h!” hissed Speedy. “ Man corn
NOTHER step would have struck in’ up to the front.”
A Speedy, but Speedy grabbed his leg,
heaved quickly, and the man spun around,
They could hear him walking over the
gravel, heard him step on the porch.
going down flat on his face. A second Windy said, “ That must be Luke.”
later Tombstone Jones landed on his “ Open the door,” called the man in a
shoulders with his bony knees, and both weak voice. “ Can’tcha open the door?”
hands dug the man’s face into the dirt, “ Who is it?” asked a voice.
stifling any chance of an outcry. “ Art Bevins,” replied the maii outside.
With Tombstone on the man’s shoul The door opened and they heard the
ders, Speedy sat down on the seat of the man stumble inside. There was a buzz
man’s pants and said huskily: of conversation, but inaudible. Tombstone
“We’ve got him. Now what do we do said:
with him?” “ That must be the person I kicked out
“I dunno,” whispered Tombstone. “ Did of the wagon. It shore took him a long
ja get his gun?” time to get home.”
“As quick as he hit the grit. This case “ Did they kidnap yuh?” asked Windy.
needs persuasion.” “ Oh, sure,” replied Tombstone.
Speedy crawled around and shoved a “ Is Harry Drake in there?”
gun against the man’s ear. "Yeah, he’s in there. How’d yuh know?”
“Yuh better lift his ears out of the dirt, "He stuck up me and Luke at the office,
so he can hear me,” suggested Speedy. *nd got away.”
“ That’s better. Pardner, can yuh hear “Well, well!” said Tombstone. “ The
DOUBLE TROUBLE IN RAWHIDE 35
man has promise. Now if we— ” “ You forgot that a man might have a
“Wait a minute,” interrupted Windy. second gun, you fools! Stay here and hang
“ Me and Luke want to know what this is for it, if you want to! I’m leavin’ for
all about? Yuh see, we don’t know much.” Mexico.”
“We figured that out the first time we
saw yuh,” said Speedy. HEN the man dived through the win
“I mean we don’t know much about this dow, followed by a shot that sang
deal. Where does Harry Drake fit into through the window over his plunging
this thing, and the Circle D? Who robbed body. Tombstone had lifted almost to his
Drake and why have they tried to kill you feet, and as the man dived out, Tombstone
two? It don’t make sense.” caught his shoulder against the man’s
“It shore don’t,” agreed Tombstone. chest and hurled him ten feet away. A
“ Well, don’t feel badly; you figured that man ran to the window, leaning out, try
out.” ing to find a target, when Speedy grabbed
“ But what’s goin’ on in the house?” his arm, twisted and jerked, and the man
As if in answer to Windy’s question, a came out on his head, the gun flying into
gun blasted hollowly. Following that first the darkness.
shot, it sounded like a handful of fire The man who had dived through the
crackers going off. A man screamed a window was trying to get up, wheezing
curse, and a moment later the window and panting, trying to fill his depleted
over the heads of the three men outside lungs, but Tombstone banged into him
erupted in a shower of broken glass and and he went down again. Windy and
splintered window frame, as a heavy chair Speedy were sitting on their other victim,
smashed through it and landed a few feet when Luke Horne yelled anxiously:
away. “ Windy! Windy, are you all right?”
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CHAPTER I
Payday
HE EIGHT ragged punchers of old over talking to the buyer from Gamble
IN TE R W O R K w as occu pyin g the men m aking his share o f mistakes and en joyin g
on the big B ar S Ranch, and they found the correcting. T h ey had ju st spent one busy
it a bit m ore arduous than the sort of thing m orning laying ou t hay, and w ere driving
they w ere accustom ed to doing in the other the em pty hay sled up behind a line cam p on
seasons of the year. Som e o f the stock w as in the ridge of m ountains about ten m iles from
the m ountain m eadow s, sheltered by the tall the hom e. The line cam p was a snug, tw o -
trees and able to fend for itself because o f a room shack w ith a p o t-b e llie d stove and a
light sn ow -fall. Others w ere held in feedin g sturdy le a n -to for the horses.
pens close to the main ranchhouse and c o r The old -tim er w ent inside to start up the
rals. It w as these that requ ired attention. stove w hile the y ou n k er look ed after the
T h ey had to have hay and feed laid out for horses, blanketing them, and setting out a
them, and occasionally they requ ired herding g ood feed of oats. Then he w en t inside,
to bring them in the lee o f a blizzard. clapped som e w arm th into his ow n b od y with
This took the m avericker and his y ou n g his g loved hands, w riggled off his gloves and
Eastern friend out in the saddle, bu n dled up h eld his palm s tow ard the w arm ing stove.
in their h eavy coats and w ith w oolen mufflers T h e old man studied the pin ch ed features
dow n over their crushed Stetson hats to keep and curled fingers o f his com panion.
“ I don ’t reck on ,” he rem arked, “ I ’ve got
m u ch to w o rr y about w ith that pen cil and
n oteb ook of y ou rs on this junket. Y ou r
fingers ain’t going to be in no m ood for
w ritin g fo r a lon g tim e.”
T h e A rb u ck le m ov ed his fingers, chuckled,
then brou gh t his battered n oteb ook from
his pocket, settled dow n near the stove w ith
a bread board on his lap and rem arked,
their ears warm . Th ey w ore h eavy mittens “ Y o u ’re not going to get off that easily.
on their hands for warmth, instead o f the W e ’v e got a date to p ow w ow about W y o
skin-tigh t gloves that w ere w orn in sum m er m ing. N o side-steppin g, n o -s ir r e e !”
to keep the hands from being chafed or The oldster shrugged, puttered around a
scarred b y the catch -rope. bit until he had a pot o f coffee on the fire.
The tw o cow hands o f the C B ar S w ere a “ H ow do you reck on W y om in g g ot its
strange contrast. One w as cra g g y -ja w e d and n a m e?” he asked.
firm -lipped, w ith a w ealth of W estern lore “ It’s an Indian name, isn’t it ? ” the pilgrim
bound up in his brain behind his still-flash declared. “ M eans som ething like the great
ing blue eyes, the other young, enthusiastic, plains, or som ething o f the sort, doesn’t it? ”
HERE was awe in Bobby Mace’s have got him, too. Shucks, button, that
wide, dark eyes. wasn’t nothin’. I was marshal of Elwood
“ T h r e e - t o - o n e o d d s ! ” he then, a scrappy young rooster, and them
breathed. “ You mean, Chilcot, you stood three tried to run a woolybooger on me.
up to three of the toughest gunslicks in Naturally it didn’t work. Folks didn’t
Texas and salted ’em all?” call me ‘Hurricane’ Horn for nothin’.”
“Just two of ’em,” Chilcot Horn ad “Wish I could have been there,” Bobby
mitted. “ The other one turned tail, or I’d sighed. “ By grabs, Chilcot, you must’ve
Copyright, 1942, by Better Publications, Inc., and originally published in
November, 1942, Popular Western
65
66 EXCITING WESTERN
been a ring-tailed catamount back in they’d been sitting on the rickety porch.
them days.” Bobby looked up and saw a horse and
“Had fourteen rattles and a button,” rider coming slowly along the trail. The
Chilcot bragged. “A ll the other rattlers rider was a slender, dark-haired young
got their poison from me. Speakin’ of woman with tanned features that held
rattlers, I remember the famous Murder pride and refinement. She rode up and
in’ Mex. He imitated a snake in every halted her sleek mount, smiling down at
way except crawlin’ on his belly. We had Bobby.
our showdown out in Bullhide Canyon, Jim Mace, Bobby’s father, was the big
and me caught without my guns.” gest cattleman on the Kettledrum range.
The curly-haired youngster fidgeted ex He’d married dark-eyed Sandra in Chey
citedly. enne and brought her to live in the big
“ And you captured him?” white house on the edge of town. Their
“ ’Course I did, after getting a bullet in whole world revolved around ten-year-
my arm.” There was a faraway look in old Bobby. They wanted to mold him
Chilcot’s faded eyes. “ Those was rip- after the pattern that was in their hearts.
snortin’ days, youngster, when I was a “ Having a good time, son?” Sandra
gun marshal in Texas. Reckon I was Mace smilingly asked.
mebbe a shade slower’n greased lightnin’ Bobby hitched at the belt holding his
with a gun.” toy pistol.
“ Why don’t you wear a gun now, Chil “ You bet, Chilcot was tellin’ me about
cot?” the time he wiped out Cougar Jack’s
The old man shifted uneasily, his eyes gang down in Texas—”
unable to meet the boy’s. “ Sun’s most down, button,” Chilcot cut
“ Well, I dunno. Reckon I just got sort in hastily. “ Reckon it’s time for you to
of tired of trouble and killin’. I wanted go home.”
peace, so I threw my guns away and “ Yes, it is,” Sandra said. “ Daddy’ll be
come up here.” Abruptly he changed the expecting us.”
subject. “Your ma know where you are, Obediently, partly sensing what lay
button?” behind this, Bobby went to his pony. The
“ Why should she? I ain’t a baby.” woman looked at Chilcot Horn then.
“ She don’t like for you to associate She’d stopped smiling. Softly, not un
with me, does she?” Chilcot asked slowly. kindly, she said:
Bobby flushed. “ She says you tell lies.” “ We love Bobby more than anything in
“ That ain’t all she says I bet. And the world. We want him to be honest,
mebbe she’s right, youngster. Your truthful, respected. I don’t think he will
daddy’s got a lot of cows and money. You be if he spends most of his time listening
want to grow up fine and clean, like Jim to boastful untruths, seeing the effects
Mace, not shiftless and no good like me.” of intoxication and shiftlessness. Jim and
“You ain’t shiftless and no good,” Bob I like you, Chilcot. Everybody does. But
by denied fiercely. “Y ou ’re a swell, brave you can see how we feel, can’t you?”
gent, and I’d rather visit you than do Chilcot’s thin, bearded face was red.
anythin’!” He shifted from one foot to the other,
trying to say something, to agree with
HILCOT’S eyes sparkled and his
C scrawny shoulders lifted.
her. The words wouldn’t come. Suddenly
he turned, stumbled into the cabin and
“ I gummies, boy, you’re plumb welcome closed the door.
to come, but your m a .. . ” His voice faded He sat there on his cot a long time,
scaredly. “Yonder she comes now!” ashamed, thinking about what Sandra
Chilcot Horn’s shack was half a mile Mace had said. He felt no bitterness.
up the gulch from Kettledrum. Bobby Jim Mace was a square-shooter, and so
Mace’s spotted pony was tied nearby, and was Sandra. They’d done a lot for him.
DOOM WAITS AT SNAKE BAR 67
Sandra was trying to protect her boy. and swell as you are.”
She hadn’t meant to be stuck-up or un Then the old man would wish desper
kind. And deep in his heart he knew that ately that he could see the button.
she was right. One morning, after almost a week,
Chilcot Horn realized he didn’t amount Bobby rode along the gulch. From the
to much. To folks on the Kettledrum way he kept looking back over his shoul
range, he was just a broken-down old der, Chilcot knew he’d slipped away from
tramp who did odd jobs about town apd his mother.
the ranches to get money for food and the “ I been busy lately, and that’s why I
red-eye he craved. They knew he was ain’t visited you,” the boy explained.
deathly afraid of guns or violence of any “ You reckon we could go for a little
kind. Dozens of times they’d seen him ride?”
turn white and trembling from the sound “ Fraid not, younker,” Chilcot evaded.
of exploding guns, or flee from the sight of “ Fact is, I’m pretty busy, too. I was just
fist-fights. fixin’ to start out on a important job, so
They played tricks on him, like staging I reckon you better hightail back home.”
fake fights, or unexpectedly shooting guns “ I’ll help'you— ”
near him. Without guessing the soul “ I’ll likely be gone a day or two,” Chil
shaking terror such things brought to cot lied, feeling lonely and lowdown.
him, they jeered at his stories and called “ You better go on back.”
him the biggest liar west of the Missouri. “ Okay, but I’ll be back as soon as yuh’re
But to Bobby Mace, Chilcot wasn’t like through with this important job,” Bobby
that. Often the youngster would ride out promised.
to Chilcot’s shack and listen, wide-eyed, Dejectedly Chilcot sat on the porch and
as Chilcot bragged about the things he’d watched him ride back down the gulch
done. Seeing the awe and respect in road. This had been a hard job, and the
Bobby’s eyes made the oldster feel oddly next time it would be much harder.
confident, almost cocky. It made him for He was about to go back inside when
get momentarily how things really were. suddenly his head lifted, his scrawny body
He knew that a lot of folks said it was stiffening. The sound was faint, but un
a shame for Jim Mace’s kid to spend so mistakable.
much time listening to his fancy lies. But Gunshots!
he hadn’t looked at it that way. Now he “ Likely some cowhands, lettin’ off
admitted that maybe folks were right. steam,” he muttered.
He wasn’t fit for a fine boy like Bobby to But he knew it wasn’t. The firing had
associate with. Next time the kid showed a fast, continuous, fierce tempo, a tempo
up, he’d send him packing straight that Chilcot Horn understood. He got to
home. . . . his feet, shivering. The racketing gunfire
came from the direction of town.
UT several days passed before Bobby
B rode up the gulch again. Chilcot
did a few odd jobs about town. He had to
Abruptly, as though a valve had been
turned, the gunfire stopped. Then Chilcot
saw a thin plume of dust rise into the air
eat and so did his scrawny old roan, and and move swiftly toward him. Feeling
after that there wasn’t any money left for cold and numb, he stood there and
red-eye. Chilcot was almost glad of that, watched the approaching dust cloud, ab
for shame burned inside him whenever ruptly aware of the sound of hard-run
he thought of what Sandra Mace had ning horses.
said. But then he remembered what Finally he saw the four horsemen
Bobby had said: pounding wildly along the trail that ran
“I hate owlhooters. When I grow up, I past the shack fifty feet away. The riders
aim to be a lawman, like you used to be, were spurring madly, looking back over
Chilcot. I just hope I can be as brave their shoulders. Smoke was still curling
6S EXCITING WESTERN
from the muzzles of the guns in their Sandra. Mace, a big, usually cheerful
hands. man, was tight-lipped and ominously
Realization rushed over Chilcot. These quiet. Sandra was white-faced, but dry
four were outlaws, and there had been eyed and calm.
a savage fight back there in town! Chilcot caught snatches of conversa
They were looking toward the cabin, tion.
wary-eyed. A big, hook-nosed man rode “ Lash Sundstrum and his outlaw gang
out in front. Seeing the guns, the naked gutted the bank and killed the cashier.
violence and cruelty on the hard faces of It’s sure a tight spot for Jim Mace and
the renegades, a chill chased up Chilcot’s the sheriff.”
spine. Chilcot asked questions, but nobody
All at once Chilcot felt the chill turn paid any attention to him. He was just
to ice in his stomach. There were five an old tramp who was scared to death of
riders! One horse was carrying double—• guns and fighting. They didn’t under
a blocky, tow-headed rider, and a dark stand that he’d rather die a dozen deaths
haired, white-faced boy. Bobby Mace! than see harm come to Bobby Mace.
Bobby was savagely fighting the man Adam Sutters, the livery man, was
that held him, trying to break loose. But standing nearby. Chilcot plucked timidly
when the cavalcade was even with the at his arm.
cabin, Bobby’s dark, unfrightened eyes “ What happened?” he pleaded. “ The
were riveted on Chilcot’s scrawny figure. button . . . Did they— ”
Above the thunder of hoofs the old man “He was ridin’ along the street just as
heard him pipe: the outlaws come out after robbin’ the
“ Dang, dirty owlhooters got me, Chil bank,” Adam said, glad to find an audi
cot! Do somethin’. Get a posse— ” ence. “The little devil jerked out his toy
pistol and tried to stop ’em, so they
HE tow-headed rider cuffed Bobby
T fiercely across the mouth. The gun
muzzles swung toward the cabin. With
grabbed him. Lash Sundstrum knew he
was Mace’s-kid. That stopped the shoot-
in’. Then Lash said for the sheriff not
terror yammering inside him, Chilcot to put a posse on their trail, or nobody’d
stumbled back into the cabin and fell to ever see the kid alive again.
the floor. He heard the blasting roar of “ He said if nobody trailed ’em, they’d
guns, the scream and thud of seeking turn the button loose, unharmed, after
lead. At last it stopped, the hoofbeats they got a good start. Then they rode
faded, and there was silence. away, takin’ the kid with them.”
Chilcot lay there a moment, weak, Chilcot edged through the crowd that
dazed, hoping desperately that this was pressed about the sheriff, Jim Mace and
only a nightmare. Then he got slowly to Sandra.
his feet, forced his trembling legs to carry “They got us cold,” Sheriff Mann was
him outside. The outlaws had vanished, saying. “ We raise dust on their back trail
along with the dust of their departure. and they’ll— ”
There was only silence and the awful Jim Mace’s face was rocklike, giving
horror within Chilcot Horn. no sign of the fierce emotions that were
The deadening fear of violence was inside him.
gradually overridden by the knowledge “ They killed a man,” he said tonelessly.
that Bobby was in the hands of killers. “ They deserve to hang. It’s your duty to
He started stumbling along the gulch uphold the law, Sheriff. Put a posse on
toward Kettledrum. The town was in an their trail.”
uproar when he got there. The street Loud protests arose on all sides.
was crowded and it seemed to Chilcot “ You gone crazy, Jim?” Sheriff Mann
that everybody was talking at once. There protested. “ Sundstrum’s a killer. He’ll do
was Sheriff Wyat Mann, Jim Mace and what he said, if we follow ’em. I won’t
DOOM WAITS AT SNAKE BAR 89
do it. After the button’s back, safe and and violence. He wasn’t really afraid of
sound, then we’ll trail ’em down and tear dying. It was more a shadowy, intangible
’em apart.” horror inside that had driven him relent
Others nodded agreement. Sandra said lessly for thirty years.
nothing. She stood as if turned to stone, Only Bobby and maybe Jim Mace saw
a tragic figure, holding to her husband’s him as he actually was. To others, he was
arm. F in a lly Jim Mace’s shoulders just a bum who swamped in saloons. Now
slumped and he silently nodded his head. the button was in deadly peril and only
They agreed to wait twenty-four hours a miracle could save him. Once Chilcot’s
before sending out a posse. lightning guns would have made that
miracle happen, but not now. He hadn’t
Fur Trappers by
CHAPTER I
Trail Bosses Meet
ENDEZVOUS! Up and down the Manhead looked back at the well laden
R long line of heavily packed horses
rang the many-throated cry.
string of pack horses, and grinned. He
had brought plenty of goods to exchange
Faces that were gaunt and weary from .for those furs.
long days on the Oregon Trail brightened Then he thought of Jules LeGault and
with smiles. The horses perked up their his face grew grim. LeGault was captain
ears. Cheer upon cheer burst from the of the Arctic Fur Company’s trappers,
men. The supply train of the Great West and the Arctic Fur Company was the
ern Fur Company was corning into Green Great Western’s bitter rival. To win for
River Valley, in Utah. his company, Jules LeGault had stopped
Young Brad Manhead, boss of the pack at nothing, not even murder.
train, sat his horse atop a spruce-plumed Last year, in a knife duel, he had killed
ridge, looking down into the vast bowl the Great Western’s captain, Brad Man-
of the valley. He saw clusters of tepees, head’s father. Then he had dressed some
and men moving about. The silver thread drunken trappers as Indians and had in
of the river wound through a wide, green cited them to rob and burn the Great
meadow, beyond which rose blue moun Western’s lodge, where the stores were
tains. kept.
Rendezvous—gathering place for trap Manhead started his horse down the
pers from Taos to Canada. Trappers em trail. He had this double score to settle
ployed by the Great Western Fur Com with LeGault. And Jules LeGault, so he
pany were down there waiting for him. had been told, was a hard man to beat.
W h e n th e v e n g e a n c e - r e a d y m o u n t a i n m e n g a t h e r a t th e G r e e n R i v e r
H E N a modern-day Texan decides that what he needs the most is “ a home on the range,”
W he’s just as stubborn about creating exactly what he wants on Lone Star soil as the old-time
heroes were about securing the land.
Take Marion West* Jr., w ho selected the site that he wanted to build his "dream ranch” on.
The fact that the land was perfectly flat and arid didn’t dismay this oil millionaire in the least,
even though the home he’d set his heart on was to be built on a hilltop, and bordered by a large,
deep lake. Instead, he created a man-made hill, with tons and tons o f expensive imported earth.
H e made his own waterway also via a pipeline w hich extended a full 27 miles.
After these things were created, he decided that what his property needed was a 12-foot-high
fence. H e went ahead and built it, only to learn later that a local law prohibited fences over six
feet in height. After the other two accomplishments, this was a mere bagatelle: H e removed the
fence, built up the ground it ran along, a full six feet, and replaced his boundary barriers by
others that were the lawfully-required height!
Another Lone Star citizen with "different” housing ideas, owns a mansion that is really an ex
pensive yacht. It was brought inland by huge trucks, and the decks are scrubbed down weekly
by the "captain” himself. This oil millionaire originally purchased the luxurious ship because it
had been a lifelong ambition with him to live on the water. But once he’d lifted anchor, he
discovered that it just didn’t compare with life in Texas. Comsequently, he took the ship and
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“You sure will,” Eph grunted. “ Me,
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“ When I was a kid,” Lake said slowly,
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And nothing did happen that afternoon.
The stranger didn’t come out of the hotel,
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