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Get back your heal ill and keep it. For quick relief get plenty sleep and exercise and use Doan’s Kidney Pills. They have helped thousands. Ask your neighbor 1 A Georgia Case W. B. Tuck, prop, grocery store, 144tJ E. Broad St., Athens, Ga„ says: I “My back pained so I could hardly bend over or get about to do my work. Tbe most trouble- isome symptom was ffrom the kidney secretions and I lhad to get up often at night pn this ac count. One box of jDoan's Kidney Pills -brought relief and ’two boxes entirely cured me.” Get Doan’s at An; Store, 60c a Box DOAN’S K p , ”Ji' T FOSTER-MILBURN CO„ BUFFALO, N. Y. CHAPTER V—Continued, —12- Luck turned. The cabin was built on a ledge far up on the mountain side. From the back wall sloped for a hundred feet an almost perpendic ular slide of rock. “There’s a prospect hole down there,” Blackwell explained savagely. “You’d go down the Devil’s Slide— what’s left of you, I mean—deep into that prospect hole. The timberings are rotted ami the whole top of the working ready to cave in. When your body hits it there will he an avalanche —with Mr. Former-Sheriff Cuilison at tile bottom of it. You’ll he buried without any funeral expenses, and I reckon your friends will never know where to put the headstone." The thing was devilishly simple and feasible. I.ucll, still looking out of the window, felt the blood run cold down Ills spine, for lie knew this fel low would never’stick at murder if he felt it would he safe. “So you see I'm fight; you’d better pray your friends won’t find you. They can’t reach here without being heard. If they get to hunting these hills you sure want to hope they’ll stay coiil, for just as soon as they get warm it will lie the signal for you to shoot the chutes.” Luck met his triumphant savagery with an impassive face. “Interesting •f true. Ail'd where will you be when my friends arrive? I reckon it won’t be a pleasant meeting for Mr. Black- well.” “I’ll be headed for Mexico. 1 tell you because you ain’t liable to go around spreading tiie news. There’s a horse saddled in the dip hack of the hill crest. Get it?” From far below there came through the open window the faint click of a horse’s hoofs ringing against the stones in (lie dry bed of a river wash. Swiftly Blackwell moved to the door, taking ih-wn a rifle from its rack as he did so. Cuilison rose noiselessly in liis chair. If it caipe to the worst lie rrieant to shout aloud his presence and dose with tiiis fellow. Hampered as lie was by the table, the man would get him without question. But if he could only sink his lingers into that hairy throat while there was still .life in him lie could promise that the Mex ican trip would never take place. Blackwell, from his place by the door, could keep an eye both on his prisoner and on a point of the trail far below where horsemen must pass to reach the cabin. A rider came into sight and entered the mouth of the canyon. He was waving a v'diite handkerchief. The man in the doorway answered the sig nal. “Not your friends this time, Mr. Sheriff.” Blackwell jeered. “I get a stay of execution, do I?” The cool drawling voice of the cattle man showed nothing of the tense feel ing within. He resumed his seat and the reading of the newspaper. Presently, to the man that came over the threshold he spoke with a casual nod. "Morning, Cass." Fendrick mumbled a surly answer. The manner of ironical comradeship his captive chose to employ was more than an annoyance. To serve his end For over half a century DR. TUTT’S LIVER PILLS have bees sold for the Liver. Read the following from a woman of forty-eight: “ 1 have ased DR. TUTT’S PILLS for Bowel regula tion many yean. I am now con vinced that they are also the best known regulator for other retard ed female functions. I have told many of my friends and now none would be without them. A few days before, am/yon are all light.” Dr.Tutts Liver Pills “Not Your Friends This Time, Mr. Sheriff.” it was necessary to put the fear of death into this man’s heart, which was a thing lie had found impossible to do. The logic of circumstances was driv ing the sheepman into a corner. He had on impulse made the owner of the Circle C his prisoner. Seeing him lie there unconscious on the floor of the Jack of Hearts, It had come to him in a flash that he might hold him and force a relinquishment of the Del Oro claim. His disappearance would ex plain itself if the rumor spread that lie was the W. & S. express robbbr. Cass had done It to save himself from rlie ruin of his business, hut already he had regretted It fifty times. Threats could not move Luck in the least. He was as hard as iron. So the sheepman found himself be tween the upper and the nether mill stones. He could not drive his pris oner to terms and he dared not rele’ase him. For if Cuilison went away un pledged he would surely send him to the penitentiary. Nor could he hold him a prisoner indefinitely. He had seen the "personal” warning in both the morning and the afternoon papers. He guessed that the presence of the ranger. Bucky O’Connor, in Sagunche was not a chance. The law was clos ing in on him. Somehow' Cuilison must lie made to come through with a re linquishment and a pledge not to prosecute. The only other way out would be to let Blackwell wreak ids hate on the former sheriff. From this lie shrank with every instinct. Fen drick was a hard man. He would have fought it out to a finish if nec essary. But murder was a thing he could not do. “Brice of sheep good this week?” Cuilison asked amiably. “I didn’t come here to discuss the price of sheep with you.” Fendrick spoke harshly. “Are you going to sign this relinquishment?” Luck’s face showed a prise.' “Why no, Cass, mentioned that before." "You’d better.” The harassed face looked ugly enough for anything. “Can’t figure it out that way." ’’You’ve got to sign it. By G , you’ve no option.” “No?” Still with pleasant incre dulity. “Think I’m going to let you get away from here now? You’ll sign and you’ll promise to tell nothing you know against us.” Luck’s answer came easily and light ly. "My friend, we’ve already dis cussed that point.” “You won’t change your mind?” “Your arguments don’t justify it, Cass.” The sheepman looked at him with a sinister significance. "Good enough. I’ll bring you one tiiat will justify it muy p"onto." placid sur- Thought I sheepman’s in. and saved your father’s life. Is that a penitentiary offense?” “You helped the villain take his body into the cellar. You plotted with him to hold father a prisoner there.” "Says that, does she—that she over heard us plotting?” "Of course she did not overhear what you said. You took good care of that. But she knew you were conspir ing.’,' “Just naturally knew it without overhearing," he derided. “And of course if I was in a plot I must have been .Johnny-on-the-spot a good deal of the time. Hung round there a-plenty, 1 expect?" He had touched on the weak spot of Mrs. Wylie’s testimony. The man who had saved Cullison’s life, after a long talk with Blackwell, had gone out of the Jack of Hearts and had not re turned so far as she knew. For her former husband had sent her on an errand just before the prisoner was taken away and she did not know who had helped him. Kate was silent. “How would this do for an explana tion?” lie suggested lazily. “We’ll say just for the sake of argument that Mrs. Wylie’s story Is time, that I did save your father’s life. Weil put it that I did help carry him downstairs where it was cooler and that I did CHAPTER VI. Cass Fendrick Makes a Call, Kate was in her rose garden super intending the stable boy as he loos ened tiie dirt around the roots of some of the bushes. She had returned to the Circle C for a day or two to give some directions in the absence of her father. Buck and the other riders came to her for orders and took them without contempt. She knew the cat tle business, and they knew she knew it. To a man they were proud of her, of her spirit, her energy, and her good looks. The rider who cantered up to the fence, seeing her in her well-hung corduroy skirt, her close-fitting blouse, and the broad-rimmed straw lint that shielded her dark head from tiie sun, appreciated f he fitness of her sur roundings. She, too. was a flower of the desert, delicately fashioned, yet vital With tiie bloom of health. At tiie clatter of hoofs she looked up from the bush she was trimming •Hid at; once rose to her feet. Beneath heir long lushes her eyes grew dark ind hard. For the man who had irawn to a halt was Cass Fendrick. From the pocket of his shirt lie drew i crumpled piece ol’ stained linen. “I’ve brought back your handker- •hlef, Miss Cuilison.” “What have you done with my fa ther?" He nodded toward the Mexican boy and Kate dismissed the lad. When he had gone she asked tier question again in exactly the same words. He swung from tiie horse and threw tlie rein to the ground. Then, saun tering to the gate, lie let himself in. “You've surely got a nice posy gar den here. Didn’t know there was one like it in all sunbaked Arizona.” She stood rigid. Her unfaltering eyes, sloe-black in the pale face, never lifted from him. “I want you to tell me what you iiave done with my father." He laughed a little and looked at her with eyes that narrowed like those of a cat basking in tiie sun. He had something the look of the larger members of the cat family—the soft long tread, the compact rippling mus cles of a tame panther, and with these the threat that always lies behind Its sleepy wariness. “You’re a young lady of one idea. No use arguing with you, I reckon." “Not.the least use. I’ve talked with Mrs. Wylie." He raised his eyebrows. “Do I know the Indy?” “She will know you. That is more to the point." “Did she say she knew me?" lie purred. "She will say It in court—If it ever comes to that." “Just what will she say. If you please?” Knte told him In four sentences with a stinging directness that was the out standing note of tier, that and a fine self-forgetfu! courage. ■ "Is that all? Comes to this then, that site says I heard her scream, ran “All Right; I’ll Take You to Him have a long talk with the fellow Black- well. What would I be talking to him about, if I wasn’t reading the riot act to him? And after he had said he was sorry why shouldn’t I hit the road out of there? There’s no love lost between me and Luck Cuilison. I wasn’t under any obligations to wrap him up in cot ton and bring him back this side up with care to his anxious friends. If lie chose Iqter to take a hike out of town on p.d.q. hurry up business I ain’t to blame. And I reckon you’ll find a jury will agree with me.” She brushed his explanation aside with a woman’s superb indifference to logic. “You can talk of course. I don’t care. It is all lies—lies. You have kidnaped father and are holding him somewhere. Don’t you dare to hurt him. If you should—Oh, if you should —you will wish you had never been born.” The fierceness of her passion beat upon him like sudden summer hall. He forgot for the moment that he was a man with the toils of the law closing upon him, forgot that his suc cess and even his liberty were at stake. He saw only a girl with the hunger of love in her wistful eyes, and knew that it lay in his power to bring back the laughter and the light into them. “Suppose 1 can’t fight fair any long er. Suppose I’ve let myself get trapped and it isn’t up to me but to somebody else. Up to your father, say?" “My father?" "Yes. How could I turn him loose when the first thing he did would he to swear out a warrant for my arrest?" “But he wouldn’t—not if you free him." He laughed harshly. “1 thought you knew him. He’s hard as nails.” He laughed again, bitterly. “Not that It matters. Of course I was just putting a case. Nothing to it really.” He was hedging because he thought he had gone too far, hut she appeared not to notice it. Her eyes had the far away look of one who communes with herself. “If I could only see him and have a talk with him. 1 think I could get him to do ns I ask. He nearly always does." Her gaze went swiftly back to him. “I.et me talk with him. There’s a reason why lie ought to be free now, one that would appeal 1o him." This was what he had come for, but now that she had met him half way he hesitated. If she should not succeed he would he worse off than before. He could neither hold her a prisoner nor free her to lend the pack of the law to Ids hiding place. On the other hand if Cuilison thought they intended to keep her prisoner he would have to compromise. He dared not leave her in the hands of Lure Blackwell. Fen drick decided to take a chance. At the worst he could turn them both free and leave for Sonora. "All right. I’ll take you to him. But you'll have to do as I say.” “Yes.” she agreed. “You’ve got to persuade Luck to come through with an agreement to let go of that Del Oro homestead and to promise not to prosecute us. He won’t do it to save his own life. He’s got to think' you come there as my prisoner. See? He’s got to wrestle with the notion that you're in the power of the damnedest villain that ever went unhung. I mean Blackwell. Let him chew on that proposition a while and see what he makes of it." She nodded, white to the lips. “Let us go at once, please.” She called across to the corral: “Manuel, saddle the pinto for me. Hurry!” They rode together through the wind-swept sunlit ltynd. From time to time his lazy glance embraced her, a supple, graceful creature, at perfect ease in the saddle. What was it about her that drew the eye so irresistibly? Prettier girls he had often v P en. Her features were irregular, mouth and nose too large, face a little thin. Her contour lacked the softness, tiie allure that in some women was an uncon scious invitation to cuddle. Tough as whipcord she might be, hut in her there flowed a life vital and strong; dwelt a spirit brave and unconquer able. She seemed to him as little subtle as any woman he had ever met. This directness came no doubt from living | so far from feminine influences. But | he had a feeling that if a man once wakened her love, the instinct ■of sex would spring full-grown into being. * * * *' * * * Luck lay stretched full length on a hunk, his face to tiie roof, a wreath of smoke from his cigar traveling slow ly toward the ceiling into a filmy blue cloud which hung above him. He looked the personification of vigorous full-blooded manhood at ease. By the table, facing him squarely, sat Jose Dominguezi a neatly built Mexican with snapping black eyes, a manner of pleasant suavity and an ever-reaily smile that displayed a dou ble row of shining white teeth. That smile did not for an instant deceive Luck. He knew that Jose had no grudge against him, that he was a very respectable citizen, and that he would regretfully shoot him full of holes if occasion called for so drastic a ter mination to their acquaintance. For Dominguez had a third interest in the C. F. ranch and he was the last man in the world to sacrifice his business for sentiment. Having put the savings of a lifetime into, the sheep business, he did not -propose to let anybody deprive him of his profits, either legally or illegally. | The tinkle of hoofs from the river bed in the gulch below rose through the clear air. The Mexican moved swiftly to the door and presently waved a handkerchief. “What gent are you wig-wagging to now?" Luck asked from the bed. “Thought I knew all you bold bad ban dits by this time. Or is it Cass back again?” “Yes, it’s Cass. There’s some one with him, too. ’it is a woman,” tiie Mexican discovered in apparent sur prise. "A woman!" Luck took the cigar from his mouth in vague unease. “What is he doing here with a wom an?” The Mexican smiled behind his open hand. “Your question anticipates mine, senor. I too ask the same." The sight of his daughter in the doorway went through the cattlemun with a chilling shock. She ran for ward and with a pathetic cry of joy threw herself upon him where h« stood. His hands were tied behind him. Only by the turn of his head could he answer her caresses. There was a look of ineffable tenderness on his face, for he loved her more than anything else on earth. “Mr. Fendrick brought me.” she ex plained when articulate expression was possible. “He brought you, did he?” Luck looked across her shoulder at his en emy. and his eyes grew hard ns jade. "Of my own free will,” she added. “I promised you a better argument than those I’d given you. Miss Cuilison is that argument," Feudrick said. The cattleman’s set face had'a look more deadly than words. It told Fen drick he would gladly have killed him where he stood. For Luck knew he was cornered and must yield. Neither Dominguez nor Blackwell would con sent to let her leave otherwise. “You’ve played a rotten trick on me, Fendrick. 1 wouldn’t have thought it even of a sheepman." (TO BE CONTINUED.) The purified and refined calomel tablets that are nausealess, safe and sure. Medicinal virtues retain ed and improved. 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