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/ / THE BILLINGS COUNTY PIONEER | II [11 ~ II Illl I II I II I NIIIII S ALAN Le MAY w u. THE STORY THUS PAR: Melody Jonos and George Fury had ridden into ~PaYncviUe. Melody was mistaken for the outlaw, Monte Jarrad, MouSe's girl, Cherry. In trying to save Monte and later Melody, got them involved in the murder of Luke Packer, the insurance cop. Fury had met up with Monte and was shot by Monte. Monte returns to the farm and finds Melody. Cherry fully to see if a bullet wouldn't buzz through the spot where she had stood. It didn't, though. "That's the second time you've done that!" Cherry started to scramble up fur/ously, but she caught his eye upon her, and was stopped. After a moment sha set- re- fled back, and for the time being in a heap. The rider fell "clear and rolled bouncing down the precipitous drop, spread-eagled, and grab- bing at roots to check himself. Then he also went slack before he stopped, and lay loosely where he came to rest. Cherry ,gasped, close to Melody's ear. She was leaning on his shoul- turns with the wounded Fury. Some ot stayed where she was. her eyes der, but until then he hadn't known Monte's 1men rode up, and in the dis- bewildered upon his hack as he it. She whispered, "That was Ho- Sauce the Cotton's posse bent on taking turned away. mar Cotton " Monte. The posse sts, rted firing and most of the men ran to the house. Mel- Ody, Cherry and Fury stayed in the barn. Bales of ~ were pinced against the walh for protection. CHAPTER XVU Cherry de Longpre stared bard at Melpdy for several moments more, her face blanked by that baffle- ment he was able to inflict upon her. "Now you look here, you com- plete fool---" she began, but he in- terrupted her. He reached out and closed her Jaw for her by lifting her chin with his fingers. "Gal," he said, in a tone she had never heard him use, "I'm right sure I've heard a plenty from you. So he still, before I turn you across that saddle and spank you pink as an apple." She went to George now, and helped him drink from the gourd dipper. Once or twice she glanced at Melody furtively; and when she spoke again her words were quiet and rapid. "That other rider is Vir- gil Browning. He's one of Monte's wild bunch, like Lee Gledhill. Mon- te never rode south at all. After we left, Pa and Avery came in, and Lee signalled up Virg---Virg was Iaying low in the brush, somewhere. They went down to scout the town, and mighty near ran square into the posse. But they rode hard and got loose." "So now what is their theory?" Melody asked her. "They insist on tangling with the Cottons? Or don't they aim to be discommoded by jest thirty-forty men?" "They wanted Monte to ride. He wouldn't do it. He says he isn't fit to ride a horse race; he's right. He hopes to stand them off until dark. Then one hard effort will get him clear. He can lose them, and take it easy after that, in the dark." "Most likely you told him he bet- ter run, and he was too stubborn to be bossed." She shot him a glance of sur- prise. Melody Jones wasn't expect- ed to see through anything like that. Now Avery and Fever Crick de- Longpre made a dash from the house to the barn. No one fired at them. They brought with them the rest of the saddled horses, so that their rush sounded like a cavalry charge. Cherry said to Avery, "Quitting him now, or thrown out?" No ran- cor was in that; it simply repre- sented the kind of expectations Cher- ry had in regard to her men folks, after knowing them all her life. Avery took no offense. "We got to hold the barn. We can stand 'era off a decent piece, if they don't git in the barn." Immediately the first of the posse came into sight. Just before they appeared Avery said, "Watch it-" watch it---" a kind of a strangled cry such as might come from a man in mid-air; and there was a moment of utter silence among the defend- ers. Cherry whispered. "Here it is " Two riders- one of them Lester Cotton-appeared at two hundred yards on the so-called road, coming up over the break of the slope. The horses came over the humP at a walk, their stride unhurried, but giv. en a look of power and vigor by the strong climbing thrust of their quar- ters. The lofts shot which had crip- pled the gray must have been out- side of Lester Cotton's plan; he was going ahead with his first plan any- way, taking a chance of riding bold- ly in for a close-quarters arrest. But now a rifle banged from the house, and Lester Cotton's horse came down heavilY, dead before it was still. Apparently it had tossed its head in the nick of the wrong in- stant, intercepting a bullet intend- ed for a center drill on its rider. LesSer Cotton pitched himself back- wards down the slope out of sight, untouched. The other pony whirled and plunged back the way it had come, with a violent switch of the tail testifying to swift spurring. Then in a swiftly rising increase of fire quick feathers of gun- smoke began to sprout everywhere --north, south, down-mountain and up.slope--long-range, middle-range, and point.blank, all converging into the flimsy walls of house and barn. The shadov~s within were lively with Jumping splinters, and the smell of powder filled the whole breeze. The attackers had no organization, and little plan; but each of them out there was effective in his own way, full of individual resource. The peo- ple in the Busted Nose were sudden- ly the center of an echoing, roaring swirl of fire-attack. "Get down," Melody ordered Cherry. "Get down, I said!" She was trying to get a look at the ear of the hurt pony, and she flicked Melody a glance so near con- tempt that go-to-hell was unneces- sary. Melody reached for her, caught her shoulder, and spilled her over a hay bale into a slot between two others. Melody watched hope- Avery and Fever Crick were slid- ing at a running crouch from one wall to another, trying to keep up a semblance of fire on all sides; they desperately feared a rush, and didn't know on which side to expect it, except that whichever way they were turned they felt the threat was at their backs. Between shots they hauled frantically at the hay bales which were their protection against lead. The sleazy walls of the barn George's mind was wandering low. He said, "I don't mind rain. I love rain, like any cowman. But in Calfforny your life ain't safe a mtvute, without you got a cockeyed rowboat on your back " Along about then a strange inhu- man cry sounded in the house; it tratied off in a quaver, and was nOt repeated. They learned afterward that the luckless Virgil Browning was struck in the jaw, shattering h/d their movements, but nothing half his face, by a slug that caromed else. They kept trying to shore up the gaps and angles where the bullets were splattering through, but there weren't quite enough bales to afford a double tier all around, and it had them crazy. Avery, trying to haul a bale to plug one gap, had his coat-tails clipped by a shot that came through the place from which he had taken it; and when he frantically mauled it back where it was before, a slug of lead from still another direction went through the top of his hat from off a stove lid to find him. "A feller can't see how they Hve, there in the house," Melody said, "without no hay bales like we got." "Maybe they ain't hungry yet," George said faintly "The fellers outside want to get in," George sa!d. He spoke huskily and faintly, but with a slow distinct- ness, as if speaking to a child. "The fellers inside want to keep 'era out. (~atch on?" "That don't account for what I'm doing here," Melody said. "You're here to git rich. That's the reason you give, anyway, when you drug us into this. Remember?" His voice died away to almost noth- ing. "Leave me know when you think we're rich enough, so's we can git the hell out of here " A little after that the first extend- ed concentration of fire began to die down. The attackers were getting cagey, tired of pouring their fire blind into the thin w~lls, without any apparent lessening of the weaker but still dangerous fire power with. in. They settled down to an inter. mittent sniping at marks which wishful thinking suggested. One determined rush would have laid the outfit fiat. But the defense had achieved so spirited an effect that the Cottons' men never be- lieved, either then or ever, how ex- tremely few were holding the Bust- ed Nose through those hours. No rush was tried. "Lester Cotton's wearing a depu- ty's badge," Cherry said. "I saw it on his shirt." "Naturally it ain't on the seat of his pants," AVery said irritably. Lester Cotton's badge meant something. The ring of gun-smoke had taken to itself the guise of all the law there was. The people here could have held more hope if they had been a thousand times outnum. bered in an Apache raid. Avery and Fever Crick had tim( now to tally their remaining ammu. nition, and went through the in- evitable surprise at how much they "Here it is," says Cherry. had used up. Still, they were doing the side. The rake of gunfire was pretty well; if they were prudent lacing in brutally, this side, that they could make it last a few hours side, crossways, lengthways, all yet--perhaps even until dark. Mel- sides, with the deadly quartering and spreading of the attack. "Hard to see why they aren't shooting each other." Fever Crick whimpered. "Where would be the sense?" Avery snarled at him, firing. "If you think them cagey devils don't know where their shots go, st/ck your damn head up oncet, and show 'era a real ricoskipl" "That's a fine way to talk to your father!" The iron pail which stood by George Fury let out a and began to squirt water both sides. Melody propped it on a slant to save the rest of the water. Every minute ody began throwing down and hog- tying the horses, taking Harry Hen. shaw first. This involved consider- able uproar and thrashing around, but when it was done the ponies were pretty safe for the first time. By the time he was finished the posse seemed to have shaken down into a steady siege, fit to last a week without taxing anybody except the people inside. Some smoke col. umns from cooking fires began to rise from various points. They could hear more people arrlvlng out there out of sight, some of them in wag- ons; there were distant shouts am newcomers hailed each other. It was a wonder where all the people now new wainerabilities were being came from, as the news spread. discovered by those probing, search- The hills out of gum-range were fill. Ing, all-covering guns. One cluster ing up with no-goods and hangers- of rocks three hundred yards above the barn seemed alive with gunners, pouring in a plunging fire that crac- kled through the walls and thudded into the hay bales. "They's about seven fellers in that rock nest alone," Avery panted. "One feller," Melody thought. "He's restless on account of them ant heaps up there, that's all." A ricochet from the downhill side snarled through the wall, ripping out a piece of knot-wood beside Melody. He casually put his eye to the new knothole, and peered back the way the bullet had come. It was enough to make a man think, to see wh,~t those buzz-fly bullets could do to sol- id wood. He put his gun muzzle to a crack, belt-high, and, still looking through the bullet rip, made three unevenly spaced spouts of earth jump up from the crest of the slope. Behind him Cherry asked in a small voice, "Did you get him?" "Get him? What for I want to get him? I was jest studyin' to make his a/m.nervous. I ain't got nothing against some feller out there, without I even know who he be " He flattened to the hay bales to look slantwise through the broad door. He saw an undersized figure on a mustang horse break from cov- er far-off, making a dash for a dif- ferent rift of brush. The rider put the cayuse in a long winging leap on, attending for the sake of the excitement and the barbecue. Prob- ably there would ~ be political speeches out there, before they were through. Sometimes a quarter of an hour would pass. with no shot fired. But the snipers were still alert; their few shots were accurate as pencil dots. After a while one of them pasted Fever Crick. The bullet caught him slantwise just above the wrist. It was almost spent, and ran erratically up his arm for eight or nine inches just the skin; no especial damage was accomplished by it. Later he ~ould tell about his remarkable cas- ualty a thousand times, until it be- came his most used possession. But just now he took it that he was much worse than killed. He moaned pite- ously and continuously, and from then on demanded the kind of atten- tion deserved by a man who was virtually dyihg; and made of it an excuse to gulp most of their water UP. There wasn't going to be any more water in here when what they had was gone. There wasn't going to be any food either, or anything else, until this thing should get itself over with. JAPANESE WARLORDS CONFER First Warloi-d. -- Here are some ~merican terms of surrender. Let us reject them at once. Second Warlord. -- Why so fast? Wouldn't it be well to think them over ? Warlord. -- If we start think. tug at this point all is lost. Third Warlord. -- Are the terms really bad? First Wurlord.--I never realized Japan's position was so terrible until I read them. Fourth Warlord. -- Just what is the ultimatum? First Warlord. -- If we don't give up now we will get into trouble! Second Warlord.--That is the understatement of the war. L Third Warlord.---Does it not mean that by rejecting the terms we will be leaping from the frying pan into the fire? Fourth Warlord (emphatically}.--- What Halsey is using on us is no frying pan! How did we ever permit him to bring his fleet in so close? First Warlord.--It was easy! across a coulee. In all the hellish rattle that was going on you couldn't tell which gun got him, except it seemed to be from the house. The pony went slack in mid-jump, and struck the opposite lip of the coulee Fifth Warlord (entering with pa- per).--Here's another one! Third Warlord.---Another what? Fifth Warlord. -- Another daily communication from t~he Yankee air force announcing the batteries, the team signals and the program for the day, play by play. Fourth Warlord. -- Where is our air force? First Warlord. -- It is busy in its suicide campaign. Second Warlord. -- How is the suicide campaign going? First Warlord. --Excellent. It is terrorizing everybody but the enemy. Fourth Warlord. -- Is it perhaps about time the honorable Japa- nese faced facts, took stock and con- sidered the prospect of losing the honorable Japanese shirt? First Warlord. -- Honorable Japa- nese can get along without a shirt. Fourth Warlord. -- We may get a chance to prove it. Third Warlord. -- Let us be of brave hearts. Remember we have the Japanese honorable ancestors with us. "Fifth Warlord. -- I had a dream about honorable ancestors last night. I dreamed they were so overworked t backing us up that they had inaugu- I rated a night shift. { ALL - MAYBE THAT WAS NO DREAM! Help Wanted Ads For War Time RESTAURANT CHEF: One who excels in making the worst of a bad situation preferred; must lack any desire to satisfy the customer and be a slave to the belief that any dish is appealing, provided it has a little succotash, string beans and creamed cheese on it. 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"I thought I told you to stay Now he stomps to the table in the down," he said. ~ manner of a Nazi with an ultimo- She obeyed him without anyquea. ] turn, Slaps down a dinner check that SiGn this time. She came and sat! looks like a federal budget estimate on the ground close beside him, look- and almost demands "What's delay- ing subdued, ing your exit? Doncha know you're iTO BE CONTINUED} holding up new business?" Work today for peace, that your, children may live tomorrow. ~' ~ It" [Pltttltl If THE |AI A|VEItTI$1NE t0glltit|, mm I - ------ his -- toward seeing that a permanent in- ternational body to maintain peace be made a going concern. Every American citizen, every man and woman in the nation, has a definite contribution to make We have learned the lesson that Second, interest your friends in to win this war we had to fight side these questions. Get them dis. cussed in any social, labor, bus- by side with our allies, regardless iness, relig/ous or other groups of race, religion or politics, to which you belong. And now, with durable peace Third, say whatyou think--for within our grasp, we cannot aban- don that lesson. Unity, efficiency, ~Zrc agamst--m writing, to your fellowship, international coopera- ongressman and Senators, to your newspaper. Declare your- non must be continued, self, Speak up. "Eighteen Billion Tax Cut Possi. tence suspended. This means that they can close the books at a tlne profit, es. cape any time behind bars and find comfort-in the thought that they couldn't have done better i] they had been able to get a lower/or the judge. * l cs soon as you remember to all the ~JOT long ago, Russian armies We mustadd our strength to the paste pots; use of the boss's office w were lined up on the Oder, fac- surging movement toward uai~ hoursf r craPfor lunch.games provided. Three Bing desperateNaziresistancebefore among all men of good-wiU in . edin. On the 14th of February, every part of the glo[ e. We must TO MOW LAWN: an hour nearly 4,000 bombers and fighters, pledge our unswerving support to and no criticism from employer; ~.art British, part American, flew to that movement, give our statesmen will give $2 an hour extra ff you that vital sector and smashed at and legislators the support they trim around the mintbed; only those enemy strong points and concert, need to make it effective. We must who never remove a roek from trations. Some planes actually un- determine to make the necessary start, path of lawn mower . need. apply. !oaded their bombs only 12 tniles even though the first step is not as MISCELLANEOUS: Jobs of all m front of the Russian spearhead[ akogetherpcrfectaswemightwish. kinds. Do you Want big money? Do That was Combined Operations, Will you play your part in this you wish to get ahead? Write today, In Burma, a British Admiral led greatest of all Combined Opera- stating your lack of experience, giv- tough U. S. Rangers, Tommiestions? Will you takeyour place in ing details concerning your general from all parts of the Empire, Indian the ranks with your fellow men in lack of ability and naming the last Ghurkas and Sikhs, Chinese foot the striving toward permanent three places where you exasperated soldiers, carrying weapons made peace? the customers in Bridgeport. All wore different First, ~et and ~eep yourself in. uniforms. But all shared in their formea about the specific pro- Two people, one a railroad ticket hearts a single determination--to posals for peace and interaa. window clerk, convicted of a black market tra~e in Pullman reservations " destroy the arch-destroyers, to con% tional cooperation which are in time o/ war, have been fined $I00 quer the common enemy, now before us. Read and listen and given a year in prison with sen. That is Combined Operations .-- to the discussions of them. two words that affect the future of Ask your Public Library /or mankind, material on them.