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PETER B. KYM: Copyright, Sy Peter B. Kyno.
CHAPTER I
When Raneeford Kershaw came out
of the post office at Valley Center, his
daughter Lorraine, seated at the wheel
of the Kershaw car at the curb, saw
Instantly that he had received some
mail of a disturbing nature. Uis head
was bowed a little, as from a blow
and In his tread there was a lag that
bespoke an Inhibition slightly greater
than that Induced by the bullet that
had shattered his hip many years pre
vlous.
When he reached the car he leaned
against the front door; then slowly
his head came down until his face was
hidden. He shivered faintly and a sigh,
half pain, half despair, escaped him.
His daughter watched him with
something of the alert, professional
concern of a trained nurse. Only, in
Lorry Kershaw's eyes, profound affec
tion and pity showed.
She knew her father suffered from
angina pectoris, and two doctors had
told her a long time ago that she must
he prepared to lose him suddenly.
They had warned her against exhibit
ing the slightest concern during one
of his attacks, since that would merely
add to the grief and worry of her fa
ther and perhaps hasten the end.
So the girl waited until he raised
bls face and smiled at her a trifle
sheepishly. "That was a real twister,"
he gasped. "I flggered 1 was a goner
for sure I don’t think I could stand
another like that one, Lorry.”
. “N onsense." Lorry twisted his great
fn’> ■
“You ain't sympathetic,” he pro
tested, with a show of irritation. But
the girl kwew he was secretly pleased;
that her wmradely badinage helped
materially to allay his excitement and
the resultant furious pounding of his
heart
“Too bad about you, Isn't it?” she
Jeered. “You know very well the doc
tor’s orders are to avoid excitement
and to cultivate a placid outlook upon
lite at its worst. Nevertheless, the
Instant you receive bad news yon
selfishly hoard it. Don’t you know
that bad news split between us doesn t
occupy nearly so much valuable space
in that stifled breast of yours? You
climb into this car, Ranee Kershaw,
and cease your nonsense.”
Rance Kershaw grinned at his
daughter lovingly. He relished being
bullied by her, for he was fully aware
of her reason for bullying him; aware
that under her calm, debonair exterior
there were tears and terror.
They drove in silence for about two
miles. Then her father said: “You
were right, darling. I found a real
Jolt waiting for me In the post office.
The Valley Center bank has bought
our mortgage from the Savings Bank
of San Francisco, an’ Babson's called
It. Got to pay up In five days or the
bank'll enter suit to foreclose.”
“Yes, that was quite a shock." Lorry
agreed, “but it might be worse. We
have a year in which to redeem the
ranch, and in that time we may be
able to refund our mortgage.”
"We'll be counted out thirty days
after the suit is filed. Nate Tichenor
will close In on us and take the cattle
as soon as he hears Babson has filed
suit And after that It wouldn't be
worthwhile tryln'to refund the ranch
mortgage. A cattle ranch without cat
tle on it is a liability.”
"Still we're not downhearted," the
girl protested. “We have two thou
sand head of feeders that aren't mort
gaged to Nate Tichenor and we can
get twenty dollars a head for them.
If we sell them now we can escape
with forty thousand dollars, hut If we
hold them to put more fat on them
Ba,w.n or Nate Tichenor will attach
tb/iW to help cover a deficiency judg
ment. Forty thousand dollars can be
made to earn 5 per cent net. That’s
two thousand a year. And I have a
high school teacher's certificate se
cured in the University of California.
I can earn eighteen hundred dollars a
year teaching school —and on thirty
eight hundred • year you and I can
live the life of Reilly. Not a worry
in life, old-timer."
“You can live the life of Reilly on ft,
honey, but I shall not. It will kill me
to give up Eden Valley—an’ you know
why."
“It would have been a bless’ng it
•ur family had never seen Eden Val
*7.” the girl cried passionately. "It's
been paid for in blood and tear" and
heartbreak and social ostracism, and
•11 we have to show for the years is a
private cemetery filled with Kershaw
women who died heartbroken and
Kershaw men who passed away with
their boots on. And at last the Hens
leys have triumphed over us.”
“They got two more in their ceme
tery than we have. Lorry."
“But they haven’t any debts—and
after fighting fifty years to own all of
Eden Valley they'll win at last. Nate
Tichenor must have money enough to
buy in our ranch at the sheriff’s sale.
Well, he's earned bis victory If any
body Is to get our part of Eden Val
ley, 1 hope it will be Nate Tichenor
I wonder what sort of man Nate Tiche
■or has turned out to be?"
“I dunno, Lorry. 1 wouldn't attempt I
to figger even a half-breed Hensley I
His father, folks do say, was a right
peaceable, fair man an' when he mar
I ried Angie Hensley he wrote me, en
closin’ his photograph, an' advisin’ me
(hat marryin’ into the Hensley family
didn't mean he'd married into the
Hensley-Kershaw feud. I took him at
his word—an' he kept It. But his son
was raised a Hensley. He went armed
after his fifteenth birthday. I flggered
him an' your brother. Owen, would
shoot it out some day, which was why
I never sent Owen to the high school
at Valley Center. The principal dis
covered Nate Tichenor wore a forty
five in a shoulder holster, an’ ordered
him to leave it home thereafter, but
young Tichenor wouldn’t do It so they
hove him out o’ high school. An’ they
do say he was the smartest boy in the
country.”
“He's been gone from Eden Valley
sincethe war," Lorry mused. “Nineyears
of life outside may have civilized him.
1 hope so. You've got to admit, dad.
he hasn't been an importunate cred
itor.”
“He don’t have to be. The longer
he holds off the more Interest'll ac
cumulate an’ the more cattle he’ll have
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“Too Bad About You, Isn’t It?" She
Jeered.
to levy on for bls deficiency Judgment.
He’s smart. He don’t figger to do no
half-way job bustin’ us.”
"Well, whatever happens to us It
will be wor’h while,” the girl finally
suggested, “provided It ends this sense
less, bloody feud ”
“The feud ended” Ranceford Ker
shaw replied, “when your brother was
killed In France. The last Hensley 1
tangled with put me out of the runnin’.
A man so crippled he can’t walk a
mile or set a horse haA got to wait
for his enemies to come to him.”
They were passing a cluster of
buildings set among some scattered
bull pines in the meadow about a quar
ter of a mile to the left of the road.
A lateral road led from a gate on the
main highway down to these buildings
which constituted the headquarters of
the Hensley ranch. Since 1920 when
Angle Tichenor, the last of the Hens
leys, had died while her son was with
the army In France, the Hensley
headquarters had been deserted.
For thirty years Ranceford Kershaw
had never passed that gate without
keeping a wary eye on the Hensley
headquarters. And since the habit of
thirty years may not be broken in six,
he gazed upon the buildings now —and
started as he saw a column of smoke
issuing from the chimney of the low
ranch-house. Lorry saw the smoke
also, and Instantly stopped the <ar.
“It'll be too late to dispose of them
two thousand feeders now," her
father told her. “Nate Tichenor’s
back. Hirn an' Babson are both after
us. They'll strike together. Ah, poor
Bulgaria Ranks Third for Men and
Women Who Live More Than 100 Years
Recent Investigations reveal that
there are 158 persons In Bulgaria who
are more than one hundred years old,
according to a correspondent In the
New York Times. This figure, In pro
portion to the total population, gives
Bulgaria third place for the world rec
ord, Lithuania being first and Portu
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four have lived their lives unmarried;
85 are men and 73 are women; among
them are 143 Bulgarians, four Pomaks.
three Turks, three Gypsies, two Jews,
one Armenian, one Kutzovlach and one
Rumanian.
Os the women, eleven have had five
children, four had eight, eight have
had nine, three had ten. one has had
eleven, one has had twelve, four have
had thirteen, one has had fourteen,
one has had fifteen and two have had
sixteen.
Os these men and women, thirty
seven were parents before they
reached the age of sixty, but twenty
eight became parents between the
ages of sixty and sixty-five, forty-one
between the ages of sixty-five and sev
enty, twenty-one between seventy and
seventy-five, nine between seventy-five
| and eighty, while two had children
; when over eighty.
longevity appears to be hereditary,
or the parents and grandparents of
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WHEELER COUNTY EAGLE, ALAMO, GEORGIA
Lorry—my poor nttie gin. Sorry,
honey—so sorry—”
He sighed deeply and lurched over
against her; his head fell on her shoul
der. She set the brake, moved a little
in her seat, put her right arm around
his neck to steady him and with her
left tilted his face upward toward
hers with a look of love unutterable;
racked by excruciating pain, neverthe
less his high courage was equal to the
effort of n smile; and then the light
went out of his eyes and his heaving
breast was stilled forever.
For a long time she had known tha<
some day he would leave her thus—
suddenly, awkwardly. . . After a
while her thumb pressed the button in
the center of the steering wheel and a
series of raucous, long-drawn shrieks
came from the motor horn.
The Kershaw pride was in the dust
at last. The last of the Kershaws was
appealing to the last of the enemy
for help 1
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For two hundred years the Ker
shaws had not been aide, with patient
submission, to tolerate more than a
modicum of civilization. The rirst
progenitor in America arrived witu
Lord Baltimore; thereafter each gen
eration moved at least one state far
ther west; one might have traced the
hegira of the tribe by its headstones,
albeit many a Kershaw never found »
grave at all. They were hunters, trap
pers, soldiers, and cattlemen.
When Robin Kershaw, at the age ot
twenty-two, came home from the Mexi
can war, he discovered that during his
absence Ills father's ranch In northern
Texas had been raided by Comanche
Indians, tils family slaughtered and
the cattle stolen or dead In a drought
Robin Kershaw rode with Fremont
to California and. when gold was dis
covered, was among the first to stake
a claim in the Sierra foothills. Before
the snow flew in the winter ot '52, he
had amassed a fortune of half a mil
lion dollars—and It was time to be
moving on.
He was now twenty-eight years old
and he could afford to marry and move
on to the solitude the Kershaws called
peace. The land hunger was gnawing
at his heart; he liked the cattle busi
ness and lie had in him in full measure
the ancient primitive urge for free
grass and free water. So lie married a
Juno who had walked to California be
side a covered wagon In '49 and with
her rode up into northeastern Califor
nia and cast about for a spot where
the Kershaw odyssey should end.
On a day In the year of 1853 he
drove his three pack mules out of the
timber on to a bald spot on the erest
of what Is now known as the Goose
Nest range, and saw three thousand
feet below him the land of his heart's
desire.
“Lovely—and lonely," the girl beside
him murmured, and she spurred her
horse In beside him and slipped her
soft hand into his, so rough and cal
loused. Thus they looked upon their
heritage.
It was a wild elliptical valley into
which he gazed; Kershaw estimated it
should contian nearly one hundred
thousand acres. It was. In reality, a
vast mountain meadow. No trouble to
winter cattle there. He could cut suf
flclent wild hay to insure bringing
them out in the spring strong and fat
A large stream meandered down the
approximate center of the valley.
After a long, searching, wistful con
templation of the scene below him
Robin Kershaw said: “We'll cal) It
Eden Valley.”
The two youthful pioneers slid down
through the talus and pine needles at
last into the beginnings of Eden Vai
ley—a canyon about a quarter of a
mile wide and four miles long
these old people mostly lived longer
than the average. Thirty-three at
them are teetotalers, while 125 drink
moderately, but only 48 smoke, a cu
rious fact in a country which grows
tobacco. They are all even-tempered,
cheerful folk.
Sixty-nine of them have spent their
lives as shepherds or shepherdesses,
forty eight have worked upon the land,
eighteen were servants, three were
blacksmiths, two dressmakers, two
gardeners and one nondescript. Only
fifteen spent their Ilves as housewives.
Managing Canadian Indiana
The administration of all Canadian
Indians Is carried on by the depart
ment of Indian affairs at Ottawa
Every province is divided Into agen
cies each of -'bleb Includes several
reserves. An Indian agent Is made
responsible for the welfare of the In
dians residing in bis agency. On re
serves where agriculture is carried
on, a farm Instructor promotes agri
cultural work among the Indians. Each
band of Indians also has a govern
ment of Its own elected by the mem
bers of the band. The chief and coun
cillors (or headmen) are elected every
three years. Each band cannot have
more than one chief and fifteen head
men. Two headmen are allowed for
everv two hundred Indians.
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Kershaw rode his horse out into the
brown whirling creek waters until they
lapped his stirrups, then turned back
and joined Ills wife on the high ground
along the foot of the hills.
“A creek in the summer and tall,
but a good sized river In the winter
and spring, Lorry," be announced.
“There’ll be no dry years in this conn
try. Lorry; and there’ll always be a
world of water for summer irrigation."
The partner of his brave dreams
nodded, for she. too, was a child of the
soil and could understand his enthus
iasm. "Tlie country’s laid out like a
frying pan. Robin. This narrow canyon
is tlie handle and the big valley Is tbs
pan."
Keeping to tlie high ground at the
base of tlie hills they Journeyed down
the Handle to the Pun, fording numer
ous lateral torrents that roared down '
the mountainside to the main stream ।
below.
Debouching from the Handle Into
the Pan (for so they continued to al
lude to the peculiar disposition of the
country) Kershaw discovered that tli« ;
creek was now. Indeed, a river. And. .
as was tlie ease in the Handle, so It
was in tlie Pun. For fully a mile on
tho west bank of the stream tha
ground was inundated.
"God’s the ditch-tender In Eden Vai- i
ley, Lorry," he exulted. “Once a year
for perhaps a month. He gives free I
surface Irrigation on a strip two miles
wide nnd no man knows how long.”
He left her and rode out Into the ,
sluggish wash to a point within n hun
dred yards of tlie main channel. "From
a foot to six Indies deep," he an- }
nounced, when lie rejoined her on the
high ground. “What a grand soaking I
And then a couple of inches of new
rich silt from the high country back
yonder Is left behind to fertilize the
grass when the waters recede to the
channel I"
Site smiled upon him, rejoicing with
him in this discovery of unlimited free !
grass and water.
On a mesa about forty acres In area,
and backed up against the western
hills, they found the location for their
future home. Perhaps a hundred i
stately pine ttees grew upon this mesa, ,
with lush green grass between.
“I can have a garden," Lorry mur
mured rapturously,
“And there's timber to our hand for
our home and outbuildings,” he added.
"We'll build a grand big log house and
well furnished. When this valley has
been surveyed and thrown open to set
tlers we'D have a squatter's right to
this site, on account we’ve been here
first."
They camped that night In the pine
grove. Side by side, on a foot-deep
carpet of soft [line needles, they lay
under the stars that night and talked
and made brave plans for their future.
Truly, they were as Adam i.nd Eve
in the Garden of Eden; there, beneath
their heavy woolen blankets, content In
each other’s arms, they saw no vision
of rhe Serpent. They dreamed not of
the hatred and envy of humankind that
one day should make them, their chil
dren and their children's children
fight to the death for this dear
silent land; that one day the waves of
a new civilization would engulf them;
that one day they should be crowded I
The following morning they con
tinued their Journey down the valley
Half-way down, the land on each side
of the creek rose to a slight angle to
ward the hills on each flank, thus grad
ually narrowing the area subject to
annual overflow from the creek. The
channel of the creek grew deeper, too;
the man who would irrigate these
lands In summer would have to erect I
a very expensive dam to raise the wa- |
ters above the bank level ami divert
them out over his haylands. Unques
tionably, the upper half of the valley
was, by far, the most desirable from
every point of view, and there rose In
the heart of Robin Kershaw a fierce
desire to own it. Yes, he must have
not less than fifty thousand of those
rich acres. He could support a cow to
every three acres, probably less; that
meant he could run. In the valley
alone, not less than fifteen thousand
head.
“I'll be the cattle king of Eden Val
ley." he told bls wife suddenly.
Presently the valley commenced to
pitch downward, the angle of pitch In
creasing gradually as they rode. The
quality of the soil and the quantity of '
grass decreased with the pitch; the
valley commenced gradually to pinch
In until finally they found themselves
riding through a gorge about two hun
dred feet wide, walled in by towering
granite cliffs about a hundred and
fifty feet high. The gorge suddenly
debouched Into a vast, semi-arid plain
Into which the surging torrent of Eden
Valley creek poured, gradually flat
tening out In the inhospitable soil.
Robin Kershaw turned In his saddle
and looked hack. "If a feller wanted
to an' there was some other good coun
try off yonder that wanted Irrigation,
he could easy put In a dam In this box j
canyon. Plenty o’ buildin' material '
right handy."
The buttress of forested mountains
on the northern side of the valley had
gradually decreased In height until at
the lower end of the valley they de
generated Into a spur of grassy hills
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