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Gray rode with Lee Chiswick at
the head of the little cavalcade.
They came into rough country, a
wild jumble of hills and draws
which made for slow and hard go
ing. In the darkness the horses felt
their own way. From the summit
of one of the hills Chiswick pointed
down to a gash in the rock wall fac
ing them.
“Canyon Diablo,” he said. “That
was the Spanish name. We call it
Live Oak now.”
Gray took the nearness of the
canyon on faith. Not even the rock
wall could be seen.
Chiswick left the rest of his party
in a mesquite draw while he and
Gray rode forward to reconnoi
ter. The younger man carried Dan
Brand’s rifle, since he had not one
of his own. They rode cautiously,
searching the darkness in front of
them with their eyes as they moved
forward. Os the two Chiswick was
the more uneasy. He could not be
sure that his companion was not
leading him into a trap from which
he would never come out alive.
Neither of them saw any sign of
another party. Back of a small
elevation 50 yards from the mouth
of Live Oak canyon they tied their
mounts. Very carefully they cov
ered the remaining distance. With
in rifle range were a hundred boul
ders behind which enemies could
find cover.
Safely they reached the trail.
“They’re ahead of us.” Gray
pointed to fresh tracks.
They examined the footprints,
striking matches as they stooped to
make out the impressions. One
horsd had a broken front hoof. An
other wore very large shoes and
stepped a long way.
“I’ve seen both or those tracks be
fore,” Chiswick said.
“The horses that made them be
long to Morg Norris and Mile High,”
Gray replied. “Where do we go
from here? My idea is to follow
them into the canyon or along the
rim.”
Chiswick called to the rest of his
posse and the others joined them.
Brand recovered his rifle from the
red-headed man.
“Norris and his crowd are in the
canyon, boys,” Lee said. "We are
going in after them. But get this
right. We have no evidence as to
why they are here. So we can’t
cut loose at them promiscuous. May
be they’ll show their hand before
we reach them. Anyhow, till I give
the word there isn’t to be any gun
play. We’re law-abiding citizens.”
“How many of them are there?”
asked Buck Conrad, chewing tobac
co stolidly. He was a short, thick,
bowlegged man with an imperturb
able face.
“Five of them, far as we know,”
Lee answered. “We’re kind of in a
hole, boys. If we jump up this
bunch of wolves before the smug
glers arrive, they can give us the
horse-laugh and say they just rode
out for a picnic. If we don’t show
up till after the Mexicans, the smug
glers are liable to be rubbed out.
We’ll have to just jog along and
hope for the best.”
Gray dawn was beginning to sift
into the darkness and bleach it with
light. Lee _held the lead, Jeff Gray
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at his heels.
Day poured down into the can
yon. In an incredibly short space
of time nothing was left of the black
ness of night but a swirling mist.
The men could see one another, not
as shifting shadows but as indi
viduals. All of them were conscious
of a definite relief.
The leader drew up his hors®.
“Getting close to the rock slide,”
he said evenly. “They may be then®
or they may not. We’re fixed so w«
have to guess at what these fel
lows want.” Lee’s glance rested for
a moment on Gray. “Maybe I’m
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The leader drew up his horse.
the one who is to fall into the trap
and this talk of smugglers doesn’t
mean a thing. Ride as loose as you
can, boys. Not too close together.
If they fire at us we’ll hunt cover,
each man for himself. There will
be plenty of boulders there, or any
way brush.”
“Wouldn’t it be better for one of
us to crawl forward on foot and
have a look-see?” Brand suggested.
From round a bend in the gulch
there came the crack of a gun.
Before the echo died away a fusil
lade followed.
“We’re too late!” Chiswick cried.
"Come on, boys.”
He slid from the saddle and ran
toward the bend, moving with the
heaviness that comes from middle
age. Gray passed him before he
was halfway to the turn.
The scene Gray looked upon as he
rounded the curve was one of the
wildest confusion. Frightened by
the firing, two saddled horses were
bucking wildly in the dry bed of
the stream. The men who had
been riding them lay on the ground,
one of them face down and the oth
er in a twisted heap. Two others in
Mexican costume were racing down
the canyon to escape, while three
masked men shot at them with rifles
as they ran. Another masked man
was struggling with a pitching mule.
Gray flung a bullet at the nearest
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of the - marksmen. The man whirled,
caught sight of him, and ripped out
a startled oath. He gave a cry of
warning, fired once wildly toward
the men pouring round the bend,
and turned to run. He caught at
the bridle of one of the plunging
horses and tried to mount. His foot
could not find the stirrup nor could
he fling himself astride the back of
the animal. A bullet struck the pom
mel of the saddle to which he was
clinging. With a yell of terror he
let go and flew down the gorge,
dodging in and out of the rocks as
he went. Though the face of the
man was covered by a bandanna
except for the eyes, Gray recog
nized him as young Howard.
Taken by surprise, the other’ban
dits thought only of flight. One ran
limping to a horse, pulled himself
to the saddle, and galloped off. An
other plunged to the ground, as if
he had stumbled, but did not rise
again. The remaining two, penned
in the rocks, answered the fire of
the attackers.
“Get to cover, boys,” Lee or
dered. “We’ll drive them into the
open. Don’t take any chances.”
A saddled horse, snorting with
fear, came out from the big boul
ders close to the spot where the two
masked men crouched. The nearest
outlaw seized the bridle and mount
ed. His companion clambered on
behind, and the animal dashed down
the canyon.
“Bring up the horses,” Lee called
to his son Frank. “We’ll take after
these fellows.”
He moved forward to check the
casualties. Two Mexicans were
dead, as was also one of the out
laws. None of the Chiswick party
nad oeen hurt. The unexpected at
tack had sent their foes into panic.
Gray turned over the body of the
masked man lying in the sand. He
recognized the face of Sid Hunt,
the cowboy he had seen in Yell
Sanger’s store when he first ar
rived in Tail Holt.
The crook-nosed man helped him
self to the dead man’s rifle and
cartridge-belt. He caught one of
the horses left by the outlaws and
started down the gulch.
“Better wait for the orders of the
old man,” Brand advised.
“I’ll just ride ahead and keep in
touch with these fellows,” Gray
called back.
He passed a laden pack-mule.
Part of the load was silver, he
guessed. The mule had got over its
fright and was picking at the shrub
bery.
Alter he was through the boulder
field, he put his mount to a canter,
regardless of the brush which caught
at him as he plowed into the chap
arral. He was riding the gray geld
ing upon which he had seen Morg
Norris leave town.
Presently he saw in front of him
a man on foot. Sometimes the man
was running, sometimes walking. In
the space of three or four minutes
he looked back a dozen times. Fear
of death was riding him hard. As
Gray drew nearer, the fugitive took
refuge behind a mesquite.
“Don’t you come any closer,” he
warned, his voice quavery with ter
ror.
The man was Lou Howard. Dur
ing his flight he had dropped the
rifle because it interfered with
speed.
“Reach for the sky,” Gray or
dered. “No funny business or I’ll
drill you through.”
A bullet whistled past his head.
He swung from the saddle and
moved forward. In his hand was a
forty-four, ready for action. The rifle
he had left beside the horse.
“Don’t you!” shrieked Howard.
“You keep back.”
“Get ’em up,” snapped Gray.
“Quick.”
The hands of Howard went up, the
weapon in one of them.
“Don’t kill me,” he begged.
Gray disarmed him.
“You’ll be safer tied up,” the cap
tor said. “Keep you from being
killed by one of the boys when they
get to you. Move over this way.”
The crook-nosed man took the
rope from the saddle and tied up
i Howard swiftly and thoroughly. He
left him lying in an open place on
the trail.
A quarter of a mile farther down
! the canyon there ran into a steep
■ rocky gulch narrow as a Titan’s
sword-cleft. Far up this Gray could
see two men and a horse. One of
j the men was riding, the other clam
bering along the trail after him.
: The sun was now out and shining
on them. It would be hot work for
a man breasting that stiff slope,
especially if he were in a desperate
hurry. The haste Gray took for
granted, since there were two riders
and only one horse, with vengeance
hard on their heels.
He turned up the gulch after
, them. In the rainy season water
poured down this rocky bed, but
vegetation had small chance in such
terrain. Whatever soil there might
once have been had long since
washed down into the gorge below.
The horse took the narrow bed of
the trough like a cat, its muscles
standing out hard as steel while it
reached from one foothold to an
other. A bullet ricocheted from a
flat rock above Gray and plowed
into the rubble close to the front
hoofs of the gelding. The sound of
the explosion came down in boom
ing echoes. One of the men near
the top of the gulch had fired at
i his pursuer.
Gray did not stop. He did not an
swer the fire. The fugitives were
moving again. They were not look
ing for a fight. What they wanted
i was to reach the flat country just
i ahead of them where they could
disappear into some of theTiill folds
that ran down to the plateau.
The men and the horse vanished
above the brow of the gulch. Gray
gave his mount no rest. He had to
reach the summit while they were
still in sight. The animal he rode
was strong and willing. It had plen
ty of bottom. Heaving with exer
tion, the gray came to the top of
the rocky gash.
Its rider had a shaky moment
when the horse clawed its way to
level ground. Enemies might be
waiting there for him, though he did
not expect it. The men were too
intent on safety.
His glance swept swiftly the coun
try in front of him. The men had
gone. One of the draws in front
of him had swallowed them up.
Which one, he could not guess.
One point stuck out like a sore
thumb. In this country a man with
out a horse was in poor plight. The
first consideration of these fugitives
would be to get another mount. They
would strike for the nearest place
where a pony could be picked up
with safety.
The answer struck Jeff Gray al
most with the force of a blow. That
nearest place was the L C ranch
house. These ruffians knew that
Lee Chiswick and his men had fall
en upon them in Live Oak canyon.
Nobody would be at the ranch ex
cept women. Almost certainly the
outlaws would ride straight to the
L C.
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COMMITTEE
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account of their campaign expenses
by 10 o’clock a. m. on the 15th day
of September, 1938, in accordance
with the State Laws governing pri
mary elections.
5. No candidate in said primary
shall be declared the nominee of the
party for any of the Legislative of
ficers named, nor shall any candidate
for any State, Congressional, judicial
or county office named be declared
to have carried the county, if it shall
be made satisfactorily to appear to
this committee that he has used
money, liquor or other thing of value
illegally for the purpose of securing
votes in his race and this provision
shall apply where such improper use
of money, liquor or other thing of
value is made by friends of such can
didate with his knowledge. Nor
shall any candidate receive the vote
of the county who violates the pro
visions of the statutes of this State
regarding primary elections.
6. The participation of any candi
date in this primary shall constitute
a pledge on the part of that candi
date to support the entire Demo
cratic ticket in the general election.
7. The Secretary of this commit
tee is authorized to prepare and
distribute the official ballot for said
primary election.
ANNOUNCEMENTS
FOR JUDGE OF THE SUPERIOR
COURTS OF THE PATAULA
CIRCUIT
To the People of the Pataula
Circuit:
I am a candidate for re-election
to office of Judge of the Superior
Courts of the Pataula Judicial Cir
cuit for the term next ensuing, sub
ject to the action of the Democratic
Primary to be held on the 14th day
of September, 1938.
During my tenure of office in the
past I have earnestly endeavored
faithfully to discharge my duties ac
cording to law, with impartiality
toward all persons and classes with
due regard to the interests of the
public.
Grateful for your confidence and
generous support heretofore given
me, I again solicit the same in the
approaching primary, and if re-elect
ed, I shall exert my best efforts
toward the full, faithful and satis
factory performance of all duties
devolving upon me.
Very sincerely,
CHAS. W. WORRILL.
FOR STATE SENATOR,
NINTH DISTRICT
To the Voters of Early county:
This being Early county’s time to
name a Senator for the Ninth Sena
torial district, I hereby announce my
candidacy for that place, subject to
the rules and regulations governing
the Democratic white primary on
September 14th. I deeply appreciate
your electing me as your Representa
tive two years ago. As your Repre
sentative, I have tried to serve you
to the best of my ability, and if you
see fit to honor me by naming me
your Senator, I shall direct my ef
forts toward serving the best inter
ests of our county, district and state.
Your support will be greatly appre
ciated.
Respectfully yours,
J. 0. BRIDGES.
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J. G. STANDIFER, Sec’y.
The season’s choicest
VEGETABLES
and the usual complete line of
quality
MEATS
makes the planning of meals an easy
task, and shopping at our market a
pleasure.
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FRYER’S MARKET
BLAKELY, GEORGIA
FARM BRIEFS
By WHITNEY THARIN. Exlen.U.
Editor
Georgia’s farm women are vitally
interested in having some place to
sell their surplus farm products.
Their town “cousins” are equally in
terested in having some place to
regularly purchase such products.
Curb markets in many towns are
answering the problem satisfactorily
for both groups.
The Jackson County Home Demon
stration Council is one of the latest
groups to launch a movement for
a curb market. The market, to be
opened at an early date, will be lo
cated in Jefferson where the local
Woman’s Club has pledged to sup
port it. With farm women and town
women working cooperatively, the
success of the market is virtually as
sured. Plans for the enterprise were
worked out by the Council and the
Woman’s Club with the assistance of
Mrs. Leila R. Mize, Extension mark
eting economist, Home Demonstra
tion Agent Eugenia Boone, and
County Agent J. W. Jackson.
* * *
Now is the time to get seed, pre
pare the land, and plant your sum
mer legumes. While the time varies
in different localities, these crops
can be planted almost any time dur
ing the next 2 months. Leaving sum
mer legumes on the land is a prac
tice for which payments are made
under the Triple-A program. A cer
tain sum of money is available for
soil-building practices on each farm.
A specified performance in connec
tion with one of these practices is
expressed as a “unit”, and each unit
carried out earns $1.50 up to the
farm allowance. Each acre of a sum
mer legume counts as one unit;
therefore, the co-operating farmer
will receive a payment of $1.50 for
each acre of a summer legume, such
as cowpeas, he leaves on the land.
If he harvests his cowpeas for hay
he does not get a soil-building pay
ment for that practice, but the hay
will be valuable for his livestock.
♦ * *
Thirty-nine soil conservation dis
tricts, covering a total land area of
more than 19 million acres, have been
organized by groups of farmers in 11
of the 22 states which have recently
enacted soil conservation laws. In
cluded in this group are the four
districts organized in Georgia, the
Coosa river, Broad river, Upper Chat
tahoochee, and Middlewestern Ocmul
gee.
♦ * *
Approximately 57,214 tons of
farmer’s stock peanuts, or 66.3 per
cent of the total quantity of 86,269
tons acquired for division purposes,
have been diverted to by-product
uses under the peanut diversion pro
gram the Agricultural Adjustment
Administration worked out for the
1937-38 crop. Os this amount, 4,-
495 tons of Spanish type and 34,392
tons of runner type had been divert
ed through the GFA Peanut Associa
tion, of Camilla Georgia, as of April
28. On that date, the association had
on hand for diversion purposes 5,-
432 tons of Spanish type and 1,180
tons of runner type.
♦ * ♦
More than one-fourth of the farm
families in the southern states, in
cluding Georgia, do not have a dairy
cow, according to figures compiled
by the Agricultrual Adjustment Ad
ministration. This lack of dairy cows
is held responsible, in a large meas
ure, for the inadequate diet of many
of the 800,000 farm families in these
states. Many southern farm families
PUBLIC SALE OF LAND
GEORGIA, Early County:
Under and by virtue of a security
deed from M. T. Chipstead to Mrs.
W. R. Stewart and transferred from
Mrs. W. R. Stewart to Mrs. P. D.
Dußose, said deed dated February
1, 1930, there will be sold before
the court house door in the City of
Blakely, between the legal hours of
sale, at public outcry on the first
Tuesday in June, 1938, to the high
est and best bidder for cash, the
following described property:
A certain lot in the City of Blake
ly, Georgia, in Early county, on the
south side of the public square in
said city, said lot being in the form
of a quadrilateral and more fully
described as follows: Beginning at
the northwest corner of that tract
described in deed from M. T. Chip
stead to the International Agricul
tural Corporation dated October 30,
1929, recorded Nov. 27, 1929, at
page 71 of Deed Book No. 41 in the
office of the Clerk of the Superior
Court of said county of Early, and
running thence south a distance of
75 feet along the west line of said
International Agricultural Corpora
tion tract, thence running due west
to the east margin of the street run
ning from the southwest corner of
said public square to Liberty street,
thence running north along the east
margin of said last described street
to the south margin of the side walk
on the south side of said public
square, thence east along said south
margin of said side walk on the
south side of said public square a
distance of 35 feet to the point of
beginning, together with the wooden
store building situated on said lot.
A deed will be made to the pur
chaser under the terms of said se
curity deed. M. T. Chipstead being
deceased, said property will be sold
as the estate of M. T. Chipstead.
This May 5, 1938.
MRS. P. D. DuBOSE.
P. D. DuBOSE, Atty.
ADMINISTRATOR’S SALE
GEORGIA, Early County:
The undersigned, as administra
tor of the estate of Mattie Jones, by
virtue of an order of the Court of
Ordinary of said county, will sell
at public outcry, on the First Tues
day in June, 1938, at the court
house door of said county, between
the legal hours of sale, the follow
ing described land:
A town lot, part of lot No. 246
in the 6th district of Early county,
being in the Town of Arlington,
fronting on New street 200 feet
more or less, bounded on the north
by Bostwick place, on east by Will
Jones lot, on the south by New
street, on west by Violet Tinsley
lot, except that part of said lot on
the west side thereof, fronting on
New street 65 feet and extending
north therefrom of equal width 100
feet, which was conveyed by said
Mattie Jones to Rollin Jones by
deed which is recorded in Book No.
29 page 58 in the office of the
clerk of the superior court of said
county.
Terms of sale will be for cash.
This May 7th, 1938.
J. E. HOUSTON, Administrator,
need more dairy and poultry products
and meats, which they must produce
themselves if they are to have enough
of them. Dairy and livestock pro
duction for farm-home use can ex
pand considerably in the South with
out competing with commercial dairy
areas.