Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 115, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 September 1932 — Page 13

SEPT. 22, 1932.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY ' STAN BALI* an agent for csttl* Interests. faces ASPER DEI/O in hi* office. A- per 1* accused of killing men sent to check his timbering activities at Three River*. g Ball announces he 1* making a personal check Dclo says he personally will see that he doe* not make the check. Leaving the office. Stan saves a girl from kidnapers. She proves to be r>ONA DELO. Asper s daughter. When Btan learns her name he tells her he is STANLEY BLACK and slips *wy. DUDLEY WINTERS, in love with Dona, agrees to go to Three Rivera and bring Asper back. Dona goes with him sort at a little ranch place on the way Dudley put* a plan of marriage to Dona, hoping she i!f take this plan of getting Asn'-r Del* to return. , c he agrees, but hold* back when Stan Pa 1. on his wav to Three Rivers, step* cut of the night and kisses her. A’ Three River* they meet BWEROIN, ' Avper’s timber boss, snd he says he Is rendy to kill Ball, that Ball shot a rsnger. Dona decides to Tide In the hunt for pn,]. She catches a bad horse and has to trv to*ride him to keep up her pride. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SEVEN (Continued) Planting his feet wide, he' settled back against the rope and waited for the saddle he knew was coming. “Bring a saddle!” Dona called. The astonished cowboy leaped over the fence and dragged a heavy stock saddle from the fence. With *b flip he swung it to his shoulder. “Better let me take some of the starch out of him,” he called. Dona knew that this was wise advice, but she had made a perfect catch and she had also made it evi- ) dent that she was going to ride the roan. Her pride ruled over her better Judgment which told her that she u had not been in a saddle for several years except to canter along a bridle path and that she had her rope on a ‘spirited horse who could and would buck. For a second she hesitated, then her eyes twinkled and her full lips parted. With a devastating smile, she faced the cowboy. “Shorten the stirrups and knot the reins for me. Then saddle this fellow, I intend to ride him.” CHAPTER EIGHT DONA stifled a quiver in her arm as the cowboy slid up to the roan she had roped. His chapps flapped noisily and he evidently was reluctant to obey her. He had shortened the stirrups and knotted the bridle reins, but he still was undecided as to whether he should disobey Asper Delo ad allow Dona to mount a bad horse. Dona became impatient. Her nerve was beginning to waver just a little. “Make it snappy!” she ordered. Her words had the effect she desired. They caused the cowboy to Jerk the saddle forward and toss it across the roan’s back. Dona knew that after that she Jtfkild have to go ahead. PyThe roan submitted to saddling and bridling with a minimum ot snorting and swaying. He intended to have his inning when the rider Eiit the saddle. He did not have to wait long for his opportunity. Without trying the cinch. Dona swung into the saddle and jerked the roan's head up. The big roan arched his back and shot into the air. Dona jerked off her hat. She knew this big fellow would expect it. Her spurs raked his wether* and his straining chest as far forward as she could reach. The battle was on, with the roan twisting and shooting into,the air and landing stiff legged in a jarring jolting crow hop. The cowboy stood in open-mouthed admiration and watched. ' From then on Dona would have Slim as an abject slave. Her en tire attention had to be given to the big fellow twisting and plunging beneath her. She did not want lo pull leather* Her pride made her keep from reaching for the saddle liorn, but she was desperate. * -Six jumps, then seven and eight nd still the roan was going strong.

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Suddenly he leaped sidewise and sprinted straight for the fence. That was his last trick. Dona pinched down tight with her knees and let him go. Two Jumps from the pole barrier he set his feet and slid. Dona felt she must loosen up, and sail over his head, but she clung desperately with her knees and the wide roll of the saddle saved her. The roan shook himself and came to a full stop. “Boy!” shouted the corral boss, tossing up his hat. “What a ride!" He strode forward to help her down. Dona shook her head and waved* her hat toward the gate. m * ' m THE cowboy grinned and flung it back. Dona rode out master and friend of the big roan. She knew he would be coming to the corral fence for sugar lumps within a week, and she slapped his lather-covered neck affectionately. “Pal, we’re going to do some riding,” she whispered. The tall cowboy stood beside hei after closing the gate. “Anything else, Miss?” His eyes were devouring her slim beauty.

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60,000 Point the Way NOTHING more significant could have occurred during this campaign than the indorsement of Frederick Van Nuys, Democratic candidate for United States senator, voted by the State Federation of Labor. This deflection of the organized labor support in this state is the greatest blow which could occur to the Republican cause. It means that 60,000 members of the federation and allied groups have voted to turn from Senator James E. Watson and support Van Nuys. No greater tribute could be paid a candidate than to receive the indorsement of this group, which does not represent the extremes of communism or of conservatism, but the great mass of Indiana workers. n u m No one, least of all the ol’ doctor, could be so silly as to imagine that the entire 60,000 members will go over to the Democratic cause. Such a belief would be the height of absurdity, for labor, as exemplified in the past, does not vote as a group. If it did, perhaps we would have better government in the state and nation. But at a time like this when the dinner bucket is empty and the outlook gloomy labor in self-preser-vation will show greater solidarity. And of this you may be assured, that the 60,000 members of the state federation represent at the least figure 200,000 votes, counting themselves, wives and members of their families of voting age. The resolution indorsing Van Nuys was adopted by a 3-1 vote. Therefore on the same percentage threefourths of the membership will fall in line. n v u ‘ It isn’t Van Nuys’ promises that won the pledge. The resolution sets out that it is based on his “unimpeachable record” while a member of the state senate and in his public utterances and private behavior when he retired from the senate. Labor leaders contrasted this with Senator Watson’s record oi promises without performance and,

| “I want a carbine. A light .33 i will do.” She smiled into his gray eyes. He shook his head sadly. “Strictly against orders. Ma’am. Both Delo’s ! and Swergin’s,” he smiled. ! “I’ll wait here till you get it for j me. And then you might act as my i bodyguard.” • This was too much. *TII get you mine, but you don’t need no .33 to ride these woods with Stan Ball hidin’ in ’em." There was a queer look of defiance in his eyes as he finished.* Dona smiled. “All you cowmen stand up for this man Ball. He's a murderer, isn’t he?” she spoke softly. V ‘Most/any of us—” He cut ofl abruptly and finished. "I’d sure like to take you up on that bodyguard offer. Miss.”’ ■Dona tucked the well-oiled carbine he brought into a scabbard under her stirrup flap. A crowd had gathered in front of the office and main building. “I’ll be up there,” she indicated. m m m DONA cantered off. She rode up to the gathering almost unno-

for the once deaf to the cajolery of which he is a past master, decided to act on the record, and not the glittering promises. If nothing else, this indorsement points the trend of public opinion, and indicates that despite his frantic struggles and the probable sacrifice of the rest of the Republican ticket to save him, Senator Watson will be permitted to retire to private life and a career as an after-dinner speaker, at which he should be an instantaneous success because of his ability in the art of words—mere words. Sixty thousand workers point the way.

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TN “Mark Twain’s America,’’ Bernard De Voto takes the popular critical theory that Mark Twain was a born artist thwarted and defeated by his environment and does his level best to shoot it full of holes. And, if you want my opinion, he succeeds admirably. This theory, voiced most effectively a dozen years ago by Van Wyck Brooks, has it that Mark Twain was meant to be a great satirist crying out against the evils of his time, but that the cramping force of a frontier environment and the-restrictive influences of the genteel tradition compelled him to become, instead, a mere humorist, striving for riches. Mr. De Volo looks the theory in the eye, says “Oh, yeah?” and goes forth to battle. To begin with, he remarks that Mark Twain apparently wanted to be a ‘‘mere humorist’’ right from the beginning. He also remarks that the frontier wasn’t nearly as deadly an environment for an artist as literary folk who never have seen i£ suppose. Mark Twain, he says, realized himself completely in the twb finest novels ever written in America—•‘Huckleberry Finn’’ and “Tom Sawyer.” Incidentally, Mr. De Voto has written a very beautiful description of frontier life and frontier people. The breath of the old west is in his book, and it is a genuinely distinguished piece of work. Published by Little, Brown & Cos., it sells for $4.

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ticed. At once she saw Dudley astride a meek-looking horse. He sat in a very uncomfortable position and his new outfit was wrinkled and dusty from his attempt to ride the roan. Swergin was facing the group and talking to them, “You fellow’s is to spread out and comb the south slope of Folly mountain. You know this Ball, the clothes he wears and the black mare he rides. > If you jump him, shoot and ask questions afterward. He killed a man and we want him. I’m makin’ deputies out of all of you and you get full pay for this hunt.” Asper rode up from the corrals and halted at his daughter’s side. He already had heard about her ride from the corral boss who refused to sidestep any responsibility. “You play around here witn a pretty free hand and these fool

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men let you make saps out of them,” he greeted her. Dona opened her eyes in mock surprise. “Why, your corral boss is a perfect gentleman. He’s riding with me.” “He’s not riding with yoy. He’s on his way over to Blind River wiere he belongs,” Asper grunted. “I’m putting a steady, married man with you.” “You mean you fired him?” Dona was really hurt. “Sure. He deliberately did as he pleased, like any cow hand.” Asper j produced a fat, black cigar and bit the end from it with a crunch. Tm going to overtake him and have him come back,” Dona flashed. Asper caught the roan’s bridle rein. “Not so fast, young lady. He hasn’t left yet.” There was a twinkle in Asper’s eyes. Dona smiled. “You hadn’t better fire any of my admirers.”

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Dudley had been so engrossed In listening to Swergin that ht did not notice Dona until the timber boss had quit talking. When he saw her, he poked his mount over to her side by thumping him in the ribs. He recognized the roan and his eyes widened. Then he flushed deeply and his lips pulled tight. “You look like a real trooper,” he greeted her, without making any comment on the horse. 4 a * a SWERGIN rode up and joined them, while the other riders cantered off in different directions. All looked grimly determined and very much in earnest. , Swergin’s eyes rested on Dona's horse and a glint of anger shone in them. He addressed Asper. “I’ll fire that slim leatherneck,” he gritted.

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He came now close behind the party and called aloud to Janzara, “Princess! The king's pardon for you all if you return the slaves to us!” Tarzan wondered what the three Veltonsmakusian would do. Had it not been for Talaskar he would have advised them to fall back.

“I’ve taken care of him,” Asper grunted. “He’s to be my bodyguard,” Dona put in sweetly. “What about me?” Dudley cut in. “I suppose I'm to be ditched becaipe I never have ridden a mean horse?” “You are to go with us, Dud.” Dona smiled at Dudley. “There’s too much foolishness around here,” Swergin growled. “This is a killin’—not a picnic. These two will have to ride down the canyon where they'll be safe.’’ Asper grinned and puffed a cloud of thick smoke out from under his wide hat. “Them’s my orders,” he stated evenly. The way he said it made Swergin flare up. “Some of thL tenderfoot crew is going to get nicked with a bullet and I'm not going to be re-

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Never would the ape-man see the slave girl sacrificed. “Surrender, and all will be forgiven!" shouted the leading pursuer again. “Never!” cried Zoanthrohago. “NEVER!” echoed the Princess Janzara. On they rushed toward the dark and savage forest.

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sponsible!” His eyes rested boldly upon Dcna. . * “You’re going to boss this hunt,” Asper snapped, “and that is all.” Swergin went on. speaking in the same tone. “None of you are to ride up Pass creek trail. Ball is more than likely hiding up there. I’ll take that trail myself. ‘•l’ve given the men orders to lay off It. Any one who hits that trail is due for a bullet unless they know the country.” Dofla turned her horse and rode away. Swergin’s manner was a challenge and his bold impudence angered her. She met the tall cowboy riding out of the corral. With a smile she greeted him. “You haven’t told me your name?’’ (To Be Continued)

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