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About The Dade County times. (Trenton, Ga.) 1908-1965 | View Entire Issue (March 7, 1946)
TURNING POINT B4f Mary Imlay Taylor W.N.U. «EIEASE CHAPTER I "Steady, Tex!” Jane Keller pat¬ ted her horse as she drew rein at the crest of the hill trail. She was young and slim and straight, and her old corduroys made her look like a boy. . "A mighty handsome boy,” old MacDowell always said; "ain't any girl in these parts can touch her!” She turned in her saddle now to watch the lights spring up in the dis¬ tant ranch house, small and faint and flickering, like candles in a fog. Dusk was down there in the valley, but up on the hill trail there was a yellow light behind the sycamores, and great flares of yellow and or¬ ange and red in the sunset sky. Be¬ low her lay the private road to "Las Palomas,” her brother’s ranch; it crossed the hill trail and the bridge to meet the State highroad, five miles away. There was a big cliff at the bend. Jim Keller talked of blasting it, but he had never had the time nor the men to spare; it loomed there still in the midst of trees, a rugged sentinel. Tex put down his head and began to crop grass; it was supper time but his mistress did not stir. She was thinking, thinking hard. Then, lifting her eyes to the darkening out¬ line of the distant cliff, she saw a sudden glow of light and, the next Instant, the headlights of a big high- power touring car emerged. The girl recognized it with a start of sur¬ prise; it was Jim’s car, and Jim was not at the wheel. Urging her horse, she galloped down the trail to intercept the car before it reached the bridge. A nearer view showed her old MacDowell In it, and a stranger at the wheel. As she rode up they stopped the car. "Mac," she panted, "where’s Jim?” “He’s all right; don’t you get scared, Jane.” the old man re¬ assured her. trying to get out of the car. Jane stopped him. "You’ve hurt your arm—what’s wrong, Mac?” The headlights of the car il¬ lumined her as she leaned from the saddle to question him, but it left the man at the wheel in the shad¬ ow. Jane felt his eyes; they made her move uneasily and cast a quick glance at him. "It’s this way, Jane,” the old foreman explained soberly, "Jim’s stayed behind; he’s got th’ sheriff an’ a party out. You see, we figured we’d got Jordan skewered, tight as a chicken for roasting, but somehow he broke loose—when we were get- tin’ water for th’ car—you know that place near Simmons’ well? We gave chase—both of us, an’ I fell an’ sprained my blamed old arm; if it hadn’t been for this young man here —he came along an’ helped me out an’ motored me back. Jim was kinder afraid Jordan might hit it back here an’ he sent me to warn th’ men. Jim’s all right, he’s got th’ whole bunch with him.” "Jordan couldn’t get back here to¬ night on foot,” Jane objected. "He’s got pals, might get a horse —or a lift in a car. Anyways, I’m here—an’ say, you oughtn’t to be up here alone," old Mac said, in his fa¬ therly way. "You ride along beside th’ car, if you won’t get in, an’ let this young man ride Tex home.” Jane laughed. “I'll make it; I’ll beat you to it!" "This young man wants work on a ranch,” Mac added, putting his well hand on the stranger’s shoul¬ der; "this is Miss Jane Keller, the sister of the boss,” he said to his companion, impressively. Jane caught the outline of the man's head as he swung off his hat, but she spoke to Mac with her crisp little tone of authority. "When you get to the ranch send him to me; I’ll see what I can do for him until Jim comes. I’m going to take the short cut; Tex can beat any old car, Mac!” "Jane—Miss Jane!” Mac wanted to stop her, to make her ride betide them, but she was off like a shot; they could just see the beautiful dark outline of her horse as he leaped the creek. ‘Ain’t that like her, bless her!” old Mac laughed in his beard. "She ain’t scared of a thing for her¬ self—only for Jim! An’ he’d be scared stiff if he thought she was out an’ Jordan might be here!” "Tell me about this Jordan; I can't just make it out. Cattle thief or what?” asked the young man at the wheel. “It’s this way—take that turn, there’s Las Palomas up there—Jor¬ dan used to work here; he’s a good cattleman but he drinks like blazes, a good many of ’em do, but he took to dope running, selltn’ It here to the cowpunchers. Jim caught him at it an' there was a big row. Jor¬ dan, half drunk, tried to kill Jim. That settled it; he was fired. Then he took to cattle rustling an’ he's got a gang of cut-throats along with him; maybe some of our fellers are in cahoots with th' gang to get dope; we don’t knowl He’s cleared out some of our best cattle. Yesterday ne got drunk an’ came back to brag. Jim Keller was furious; he lassoed Jordan like a steer, we tied him up an' started. Jim was goin’ to have TRENTON. GA- THURSDAY. MARCH 7, 1946 THE DADE ™'«-v ^ him jailed sure, but he got away; you came along, as you know. Well, he’ll try to get even—sure as shoot¬ ing!" Old Mac stopped, with an ex¬ pressive shrug. "He’s likely to kill Keller?” MacDowell nodded. "Sure! Jane, too, if she stands in his way; he’s just as vindictive as a rattler. Get me, young man?” The younger man kept his eyes steadily on the unfamiliar road, but he uttered an exclamation of sur¬ prise. "You don’t mean that the rascal would try to hurt that young girl?" "If he thought he could get her an’ hold her over Jim’s head for ransom, he’d do it. Jane’s in just as much danger as Jim, that’s why I had to come back.” "By Jove, I wish I’d known that today—when he bolted past me—be¬ fore you an’ Keller came up!” Old Mac chuckled. “Seen Jane Keller, eh? That's how all th' cow- punchers feel! Well, you know now, son, an’ you’ve got an all-fired good chance to make good," he drawled. "To make good!" The words struck the other man like a blow; his face burned in the darkness, his steel-gray eyes shone strangely, but he said nothing. "There’s the house, we're goin’ to the men’s quarters. That there row of windows toward us—all lit up— belong to th’ sickroom. One of Jim's friends was took down with pneumonia here an' they got a trained nurse an’ kep’ him; he’s a heap better. Old Teresa says he’s Stenhart heard it. He sprang up in bed with a cry, his hands shaking at his throat, his eyes staring at the darkness of the window. got a devil!” Mac added, laughing. "Kind of fine feller, name of Sten¬ hart—Max Stenhart.” Mac heard a smothered exclama¬ tion at his side and sensed the sud¬ den swerving of the big car. "Strike a stone? Here, shut her off, there's one of th’ men—Sandy!" MacDowell roared as the car stopped, "you come an’ take th’ mail in—where’s Pete Rooney? He can run this car to th' garage. Here, you,” he put his hand on his new driver’s shoulder, "you go right up to th’ house, front door there, an’ see what Jane says about your stayin’— then you come to th' quarters for eats, see?” The young man nodded, helping the old foreman to climb down; then he heard MacDowell telling them about Jordan’s escape. "Get your guns handy, boys," he sang out. “You know that snake; he’ll be after the yearlings again —he may get here any time!” The newcomer did not listen to the rest of it; he turned away into the darkness and made a feint of going directly to the house. Half way he stood still; the lights from the windows flowed across the short turf in long pools of radiance, reach¬ ing nearly to his feet. He caught the sound of dishes in the kitchen, and an open door gave him a glimpse of the Chinese cook busy at his task. In the distance some¬ where a man was singing lustily in Spanish; far off he heard the scarce¬ ly distinguishable sounds of cattle in the corrals. He moved swiftly under the lighted windows, trying to count them, then, suddenly, he heard Stenhart’s voice! After all these years he knew it instantly, and his hands clenched at his sides un¬ til the nails bit deep into the flesh. Something tightened in his throat, he could scarcely breathe. Then came a feeling of savage triumph; he had won out, he was here and Stenhart was here! Slowly and cautiously, he took a step nearer; he was in the deep shadow of the house and the window ledge was on ■ level with his eyes, There was no curtain, and he had a clear view of the low-ceiled room. A trained nurse stood at a table be¬ side the bed, dropping some medi¬ cine slowly into a glass, and the lamplight was focused on her white uniform; but beyond her, in the shadowed four-poster, lay the inval¬ id. He had raised himself on his elbow and was talking to her, a slight flush deepening the color of his handsome face. The man at the window caught the sharp clean outline of his profile, the fevered brilliance of his dark eyes, the hol¬ lows in his cheeks. There was a look of mental conflict, of unrest. "It’s bitten in." the outsider thought, with a kind of bitter satis¬ faction; "after all, it’s bitten in! Then something, the daredevil in him, made him lean forward and speak slowly, distinctly, loudly, one word: "Sherwin!” Stenhart heard it. He sprang up in bed with a cry. his hands shak¬ ing at his throat, his eyes staring at the darkness of the window. His tormentor, seeing it, laughed grim¬ ly, but he saw the nurse turn and come toward him. She must not find him there! Softly, swiftly, he dropped back into the night and made his way to the front door. "MacDowell has just ’phoned from the garage how kind you were when he sprained his arm, and I want to thank you. We, my brother and I, both think a lot of old Mac!” The girl had risen from her seat at Jim’s old desk as she spoke, and she faced him. He saw the fine curve of her chin and throat, and the black-lashed blue eyes. She was an upstanding girl; she could run the ranch alone in Jim’s absence. The men all looked up to her, held her in high esteem. The newcomer did not speak and she went on quickly: "Mac says you’d like something to do about the ranch and we need men, anyway. "What—” she smiled frankly— “please tell me what you can do best?” The man reddened. Of course he had to expect something like this, but he was not one to whom false¬ hood came easily, and to lie to a fine, frank girl like this! But, after all, it wasn’t altogether a lie! "My last job was bookkeeping," he said, and then, as he saw the swift change in her expression, he added: "Not just the thing for a ranch, I’m afraid, but if I can turn my hand to something out-of-doors, I’d like it.” "You’re from the East?” her blue eyes considered him gravely, imper sonally, and then she smiled. "I'm not sure but that you’re a godsend! I’ve been trying to straighten up Jim’s accounts and it’s perfectly hopeless, he’s so splashy with ink and so bad at figures! I’d be glad if you’d try your hand at these tomor¬ row." As she spoke she swept a bunch of dog-eared old books with her fingers. He came nearer and began to turn them over, snatching at this strange opportunity to get into the house, the house where Stenhart was! He ran his index finger along under the name—written in Jim Keller’s big sprawling handwriting. " ‘El Rancho de las Palomas’-— you cling to the Spanish down here, eh?” She laughed. " *Las Palomas’ sounds so much better than just plain English. Besides, there used to be many doves here—there are still. Can you untangle those fig¬ ures, do you think?” "Surely I can—they’re quite sim¬ ple.” “Simple? I was all snarled up! she laughed softly again. “Then you’ll do this until Jim comes? I—” she hesitated, blushing unac¬ countably; “I can’t make any terms—of course you understand that? My brother’s the boss, but if you can wait—” "Oh, that’s all right, you’ll be feeding and lodging me, you see! For the first time, he laughed and his face lighted up. "Money Isn’t the only thing I came West for!” The girl gave him a quick, ques tioning glance, but his face was ir the shadow and she made nothing of it "Oh, I know—adventure I” she said, watching him. He nodded grimly. "The great ad venture!” he said, in an odd tone. (TO BE CONTINUED) Serve Cake for Your Sunday Best (See Recipes Below) Distinctive Cakes Homemakers will approach the task of deciding desserts more light- = heartedly when , there’s a luscious cake stored away in the mys¬ terious recesses of the cupboard. Besides, it’s an elegant idea to have cakes on hand in case un¬ expected guests drop in. Then, too, those of you who want to raise money for your church or club group might want to have a sale of home-baked goods. 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