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BEGIN HEBE TODAY STAN BALL. n ant for cattle interests, facrs ASPER DELO in his office In the city. Asper 1$ accused by the cattle men of infringing on their range With his timber cutting. Ball accuses Delo of crooked work at his Three Rivers camp He accuses Delo of having men shot who try to check up on him. Ball says he is going up to make a check himself. Delo retorts that he personally will see that Ball doe* not. Standing before the office building, Btan Ball sees kidnapers slip a girl into a car. He catches the car and saves DONA DELO. Asper’* daughter. When he learns who she Is. he slips awav. after telling her he is STANLEY BLACK. DUDLEY WINTERB. in love with Dona. to get Asper Delo back off his trip to Three Rivers if she will marry him. She gives him some encouragement. Dona goes with Dudley. They stop at SETH DOBY'S place, nobv refuses to help Dona, but says Asper has been there and that he was ready for a killing. 4 Dudley puts a plan to Dona She Is to marry him at Dobv's place. Asper hardly can go on with a man hunt under those circumstances. Reluctantly, Dona agrees. Dudley has a license, obtained the night before. While he is seeking a man who can marry them, Stan Ball, who is on his way to Three Rivers, •teps out of the night and kisses Dona. Dona says she can not go through with the marriage and puts Dudley off. They go on to Three Rivers. They meet BWEROIN. Asper’s timber boss. He says he Intends to shoot Ball himself, that Ball has shot a ranger. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SIX f Continued) T'vONA rose and laced Swergin. “There Is more than a, desire for a report back of all this. What is it?’’ Her words snapped out and she resembled her father as she faced the timber boss. Swergin laughed again, this time shortly. “Well, maybe there is. We cut clean and the cowmen say we ruin the range, but we have Gilette check everything. What he says goer.—or did go until yesterday.” “How does it happen tney allow you to cut clean?” Dona persisted. Swergin wiped his mouth with the back of one hand and assumed a heroic pose. Dudley stepped close to Dona's side. He did not like the big boss, and the bold way Swergin looked at Dona made him furious. “Give us the straight of this, my man, and quit playing to the gallery,” he snapped. Swergin looked Dudley over for the first time. “You’re pretty much of a tenderfoot to be talking out of turn up here. This is a hard man's country and has to be run that way. “I’ve been handling Delo timber for quite a while and I know the ropes.” He glared at Dudley, but could not make the city man’s dark eyes falter. “Swergin Is a good boss, but his speech and ways are rough,” Dona tried to placate the timber boss. Her words irritated Swergin visibly. “I’m a gent, who knows how to take care of timber and a woman, too, if I fancy her.” u n u DONA almost jumped at his words. She had met many of her father’s .trusted men, but this way the first one who ever hack spoken with such boldness and equality. t Three Rivers indeed was a different camp. She resolved at once to keep her manner toward Swergin quite formal. ‘‘Go on. Tell us what you know,” she urged in a different tone. The big fellow before her demanded equal treatment by his powerful presence. "You asked why they allowed clean cutting? Well, that’s the only way any money can be made on this stand and the goverment knows it. / “Next season we move over the Blind river side and we’ll cut the same way there.” Swergin’s jaw thrust out and his narrow eyes snapped. “This is a feud then between timbermen and cowmen?” Dona spoke 6lowly.

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I “It sure is andff’s getting good!” the big boss went on. “Why are the cattlemen so eager to get that report on your cutting?” Dona wanted the whole story, now that they were at it. "They want to send it to them white collars in Washington and that might get us into trouble that would tie up the cutting.” Swergin fished a blackened pipe from his pocket and began to load it from a leather pouch. “You should be able to settle this dispute In Washington,” Dona insisted. “I don’t think dad will stand for needless bloodshed. I intend to make him stop all this.” Her eyes met Swergin's in a spirited clash. a a a THE big boss grinned as though he had found something very much to his liking. “Me and Asper Delo has fought our own battles and cleaned our own timber where we found it. I don't guess we’ll stop now.” Dona still refused to believe her father would stand back of such a program. She knew that he had been a fighter In his time, that he had won their fortune by hard hitting and some straight shooting, but that had been before there was a law covering timber rights and he always had won by fair means. “When will Dad be back?” She plainly wished to end the conversation. “Oh, most any time,” Swergin was evasive. “Can’t you send someone to tell him we are here and want to talk to him?” Dona insisted. “Wouldn't do no good. He’d come in when he got ready. I can't send out no men to run loose in the hills the way things is,” Swergin argued stubbornly “You send a man after my father and tell him we are here,” Dona snapped. The timber boss was verging on insolence. Swergin stepped to the door and called loudly. “Mike!” Get a move on and take the war bags of these visitors into the hotel.” As an afterthought, he added, “And if Delo comes in, tell him he has company.” CHAPTER SEVEN DONA spent a restless first night at Three Rivers. She sat up waiting for her father until midnight, but he did not return. Old Asper was back in his element again. He had reverted to the fighting lumberjack who had once been the fear and dread of the high country. Stan Ball’s taunting words had worked the change. He was staging a man hunt, and roughing it was a mere incidental. With sleeping bag and rifle, he spent the night in the woods. Dona guessed as much and retired at midnight. In the morning Dudley was up early and had made a round of the timber camp before Dona came from her room. She found him in Swergin’s office, which Asper had made his during his stay in camp. Dudley was sitting on her father’s desk, drumming his heels against the oak boards when she entered. She crossed swiftly to Asper’s side. “Dad!” she began reproachfully. Asper doffed his wide black hat and there was a guilty look on his face as he raised his cheek for her welcome kiss. She looked tired, but there was a tight line of determination at the corners of her red lips. “Now D.,” he began gruffly. “You make up your mind to pack and head back home right after breakfast. This is bad business.” Dona smiled in spite of her determined manner. “You’d think I was a butterfly instead of a girl brought up in the woods and on the range. You forget, dad, that your sweet

I little girl once was ‘Pig Tail’ Delo, i who rode any horse on the place.” “I know, but you're a young woman now, refined with schooling.” i Asper tried to say the thing he was j thinking—that Dona was a beautiful girl who had burst into womanhood with the coming of her nineteenth summer and that she no longer was safe in such surroundings, especially with the man he hated hiding oh tne slopes of Folly mountain, less than a six-hour ride I from camp. "You think your bad man might ! steal me?” Dona pulled his chin up j and settled herseif on her father’s knee. “If he could get his hands on you he would have me licked, that’s \ sure,” Asper growled. “Well, if you stay, I stay. That is settled.’’ Dona looked unsmilingly : into his eyes. “Think I’m getting too old to have it out with a young skunk like Ball?” Aser's lips clamped tight over his cigar and his Words rumbled from between his lips. “You and Dudley are starting back at once.” a a a DONA slid to the floor and faced her father. “I am staying here and I have a promise of a saddle carbine. I intend to join this hunt and do a little capturing myself.” Asper got to his feet and towered over her. There was fire in his eyes. “I ought to take a mill slab and spank you good. You’re going home!” This time his mouth was -open and his words fairly shook the light walls of the office. “No use roaring, Dad. I’m staying.” Dona’s little chin was up and her eyes were dark. Dudley stepped forward with a firm. “We’re all three starting back in an hour.” He slicked back his flmooth hair as he spoke. Asper Delo swung around heavily and his dead cigar tilted ceilingward. “Young man, you are going back. That is sure. If one of the horses did not kill you, someone migh shoot you by mistake.” The old lumberman’s eyes traveled over Dudley Winter’s western outfit, purchased that 'morning at the company store. Dudley flushed, but held his ground. “Mr. Dele, I came up here

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r T'HE great political battles of the days of Bryan, Roosevelt and Wilson live again in “Beveridge and the Progressive Era.” by Claude G. Bowers, and the late Senator Albert J. Beveridge of Indiana gets his just dues as an uncommonly able and devoted statesman. Beveridge was first and foremost an orator. He paid most of his way through college by winning oratorical contests. He projected himself into politics, after graduation, by his speeches. Going to the senate while still young, he soon lined up with the Progressive group, fought valiantly for Roosevelt measures while the latter was President, stood out against Taft after T. R. retired, and became one of the most effective campaigners in the Bull Moose fight of 1912. Mr. Bowers studies his career in detail and offers some fascinating sidelights on his associates. He is caustic in his discussion of Taft, for instance, and he leaves Roosevelt’s activities following the 1912 campaign Iqgking less admirable than Roosevelt’s admirers will like. He presents about as intelligent and far-reaching a summary of the whole Progressive movement as you can find anywhere. Also, he she ws that Beveridge himself contained many of the elements of real greatness. All in all, doubt if the year will produce a better biography. Published by the Houghton, Mifflin Cos., the book sells for $5.

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TARZAN AND THE ANT’MEN

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to see that you gave up this wild venture and returned with your daughter. Why in the devil does a big business man like you want to go pot hunting for a mere cowboy?” Before his mouth had closed, Dudley knew he had said the wrong thing. Asper’s great jaw thrust out and his cheek muscles knotted. “Get out of here! Get out of camp!” he fairly roared. Dudley went, but he halted at the door. “I am leaving your offices, but I’m not leaving camp.” He shot the words out sharply. “I’m staying to take care of Dona.” “My daughter will be home tonight,” Asper gritted. The words flung themselves against a closed door. Dudley was outside. “Now I’ll have to detail a man to trail that young pup,” Asper grunted. He towered over Dona. “Young woman, are you going Cos obey me?”

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There was a glint of pride in his eyes. • “You are staying, so I’ll stay, too. You happen to be all the family I have,” Dona replied, simply, Asper sat down. “Stay in camp and behave yourself. No horseback riding and no wandering off. I don’t suppose that kid who can’t keep away from you would be worth his salt at watching you. He’d do as you said.” “Sure. I wouldn’t have him around if he didn’t,” Dona smiled. ‘And now that everything is settled I’m going to have breakfast.” “You haven’t promised to stay in camp,” Asper reminded her. Dona was at the door. “No, and I shan’t.” She slipped out, waving him a kiss as she went. “Her old man over again,” Asper muttered to his desk. But he was worried and determined to have a

dependable man watch Dona and ride with her every place she went: • a a T'vONA found the Chinese cook In U the mess kitchen eager to serve his white mistress. She saw nothing of Dudley and concluded that he was off negotiating for a horse and gun. As she walked out of the dining room, she noticed a poster tacked on the door and stopped to read it. In large black letters the following legend thrust itself out at her: REWARD FOR STAN BALL DEAD OR ALIVE $500.00. The notice was signed. “Ginter Swergin, Deputy Sheriff.” There was no picture of the despeteido and no description. Dona lingered for several minutes before it. Some strange fascination held

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her. Finally she turned and swung down the street toward the corrals. She found the man who had charge of the saddle horses and told him who she was. He was impressed. but evidently had received orders from Asper regarding her riding. He pointed to a meek-look-ing animal. “That’s your horse. Ma’am.” he said politely as he shook out his lariat. Dona laughed until her rich alto woke the sleepy horse. ‘Drop a rope on that roan.” she ordered, pointing a dainty, gloved finger toward a long-legged saddler that was eying them with fiery disdain. The cowboy shook his head. “That critter already has throWed the gentleman who came with you twice this morning. He fancied that brute, too!” There was a trace of a grin on the corral boss's face.

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DONA swung one leg up on the top pole of the corral. Her riding breeches displayed her slim form and her slenderness made the cowboy step forward hurriedly. “No woman could ride that fellow, Ma’m,” he protested. Dona smiled "down at him. “‘Your rope, please.” When he did not hand it to her, she bent low and caught it out of his astonished hands. Before he could stop her, she was whirling it and advancing upon the roan. The big fellow was rope-wise and ducked for a far comer. Dona advanced and loop shot out. The roan snorted and tossed his head, but the rope landed neatly and he was caught fast. He lunged and plunged, but the rope tightened firmly and he decided that he was in the hands of an experienced rider. (To Be Continued)

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