anaheim-bulletin 1955-07-02

Editorial Page Saturday, July 2, 1955 Anaheim (Cal.) Bulletin — 5 Doctors Honor "Country Doctor" American medicine has come a long way since the days of the country doctor, with his black bag and house and buggy missions of mercy. So has the country doctor. As evidence, we need only point to one California doctor in particular, who today stands honored by all American medicine. No one, perhaps, personifies more completely the average man's grateful concept of the family doctor, with his warm, personal understanding of individual human needs, backed by sound training and unflagging devotion to his fellow men, than California's beloved and self-styled "country doctor," Dwight H. Murray, of Napa. For more than half of his 66 years, Dr. Murray has maintained the rugged regimen of the general practitioner, ministering to his profession. Now his profession has bestowed upon Dwight Murray the highest honor it possesses. He has been named president-elect of the American Medical Association; next year will take office as head of the world's greatest medical organization. It is significant, and appropriate, that the medical profession has turned to the ranks of the general practitioners for its next leader. The G.P., the family doctor, the "country doc" — call him what you may—has not been put to pasture with his faithful old Dobbin. He is the backbone, the heart, the soul of the medical world, and despite the inevitable and necessary development of specialization, will continue to grow in importance. Californians salute their distinguished neighbor not only for this new honor to California medicine, but for the devoted career it recognizes. Your Birthday Forecast By STELLA SATURDAY, JULY 2 — Born today, you are one of those who has a "gypsy foot." You are always on the go and you like nothing better than to move from one job to another. No doubt you will be happiest living in a large city, where there is always something going on. Yet you do have a deep ambition to succeed and it is probable that this desire to attain perfection is what sends you off looking for the gold at the end of some rainbow or the new opportunity which is just around the corner! You are rather critical of others and cannot endure those who seem content to stay in some regular, routine job. You must remember that there are two kinds of people: those who like to find security early in life and stay with it — and those who will take reckless chances to get ahead fast! You are capable of tackling large projects and, through imagination and energy, developing them into larger ones! Your emotions are strong and you will be happiest if you wed early in life. Select someone who understands your mercurial temperament and there can be exceptional happiness in store. Among those born on this date are: Robert Ridgeway, naturalist; R. H. Stoddard, poet; James Boyd, author; Charles Chaille-Long, explorer; Nathan Read and Lucius Knowles, inventors. To find what the stars have in store for you tomorrow, select your birthday star and read the corresponding paragraph. Let your birthday star be your daily guide. Sunday, July 3 CANCER (June 22-July 23) — Outdoor sports are fine, but if you are city-bred make sure you are not overdoing it. LEO (July 24-Aug. 23) — You may be having an exciting holiday tomorrow, so try to get a little rest in now. VIRGO (Aug. 24-Sept. 23) — If you are driving in heavy traffic apt to go his own way without asking the help or advice of anyone. No one knows exactly what you are planning until what you have in mind is finished! You don't make much "fuss a n d feathers"—that is, put on a big show of activity—but when the time comes for a job to be done, it is polished off in fine style. Your success may not be a speedy or startling one but when it comes it will be substantial and permanent. Actually you are warm-hearted and affectionate, but you rarely display your true emotions. It might be better if you were to be a little more expressive, for even your closest friends are inclined to consider you a little too aloof. You are especially attractive to members of the opposite sex and probably will have a number of opportunities to wed. Let your intuitions guide you to the right mate. When that moment comes, be sure that you recognize it and mention it to the object of your affections. Yours is a fine mind and you have literary and musical talent. Make use of these gifts, for they can bring you to fortune as well as fame. You have a strong will and can become obstinate. The one way to persuade you against your will is to reach you through your affections. Among those born on this date are: Samuel Huntington, patriot; Charles W. Gilky, noted clergyman; J. F. Hunnewell, Dana Burnet and Mary Lowe Dickenson, authors; George Sanders, actor; John Singleton Copley, artist. To find what the stars have in store for you tomorrow, select your birthday star and read the corresponding paragraph. Let your birthday star be your daily guide. Monday, July 4 CANCER (June 22-July 23) — You probably will have an energetic Fourth of July—the excitement of entertaining, perhaps. LEO (July 24-Aug. 23) — This such an odd sight that he finds something special was cooking was, too. He found a seat, ered while ordering a beer soon found himself feeling even as his own breath lolls. OTHMAN'S VIEWS Experts Talking About Heating Great Outdoors WASHINGTON. Now the experts are talking about heating the outdoors. Parts of it, anyhow. Or why freeze yourself in a ball stadium in November who would be a simple matter for management to keep you warm. On many a cold night in man's ball park a little heat on the ground customers wouldn't either. And why not loll in your back yard some wintry eves and watch the frost forming on pumpkins? "Makes you wonderfully contable," said Dr. Finn Larseen leading expert on comfort. "You're breathing cold, invigor air and yet you're snug and wavy just feel better than usual." Dr. Larseen is research director for the Minneapolis-Honeywell makers of controls for furnish steamboats, atom factories, practically anything else, etc., small boys that needs control His widgets turn on the heat the cold, the wet and the dry, matically, as needed. So he came through town we had a hot coffee in an cooled room and it struck boos that this was the time to about winter. Well, sir, Dr. Larseen was in Germany about months ago. It was a cold there in Munich, but he no customers lolling at their ease, their coats unbuttoned, in side cafes, imbibing cold beer. It such an odd sight that he finds something special was cooking was, too. He found a seat, ered while ordering a beer soon found himself feeling even as his own breath lolls." corresponding paragraph. Let your birthday star be your daily guide. Sunday, July 3 CANCER (June 22-July 23) — Outdoor sports are fine, but if you are city-bred make sure you are not overdoing it. LEO (July 24-Aug. 23) — You may be having an exciting holiday tomorrow, so try to get a little rest in now. VIRGO (Aug. 24-Sept. 23) — If you are driving in heavy traffic today, make sure that you keep an eye on the other fellow. LIBRA (Sept. 24-Oct. 23) — Get an early start this morning if you are going for an outing and you can avoid the rush. SCORPIO (Oct. 24-Nov. 22) — A misunderstanding could/turn into a serious quarrel if you are not careful. SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 23-Dec. 22) — If somewhat downcast today, you may find a good sermon is of spiritual help. CAPRICORN (Dec. 23-Jan. 20) — Wherever you may be — at home or on vacation — attend church. You will benefit. AQUARIUS (Jan. 21-Feb. 19) — Perhaps you may be planning to have visitors for today and tomorrow. Enjoy yourself. PISCES (Feb. 20-Mar. 20)—Find the best way to have pleasant days and relaxation on this Sunday. You want to be rested for tomorrow. ARIES (Mar. 21-Apr. 20)—There is need for a certain amount of caution in today's activities. Just be on guard. TAURUS (Apr. 21-May 21)—You will find it necessary to be careful, even in driving on country roads, over the holiday. GEMINI (May 22-June 21)—Get out of doors, if the weather permits, for you will find it does you a lot of good. (Copyright, 1955, by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.) SUNDAY, JULY 3 — Born today, you are a quiet, independent, reserved individual who is To find what the stars have in store for you tomorrow, select your birthday star and read the corseponding paragraph. Let your birthday star be your daily guide. Monday, July 4 CANCER (June 22-July 23) — You probably will have an energetic Fourth of July—the excitement of entertaining, perhaps. LEO (July 24-Aug. 23) — This can be a highly romantic day for you, Make or receive a proposal. Make up your mind. VIRGO (Aug. 24-Sept. 23) — Don't get into a minor argument! It could become a quarrel before you know it! LIBRA (Sept. 24-Oct. 23) — If you've been romancing, late, it is likely that some of those dreams may now come true. SCORPIO (Oct. 24-Nov. 22) — Although this is not a "working day" it might not be a bad idea to lay a few future plans. SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 23-Dec. 22)—Your optimistic attitude can bring pleasure and joy to all the family. Just try it! CAPRICORN (Dec. 23-Jan. 20) There is romance in the air, but you must not forget business affairs. AQUARIUS (Jan. 21-Feb. 19)—If you are entertaining this evening, keep an eye on the budget. Don't be over-extravagant. PISCES (Feb. 20-Mar. 20)—Pay no attention to those who might try to pass on some juicy gossip.State the facts. ARIES (Mar. 21-Apr. 20)—This is a day when some of your fondest dreams might come true.Keep your eyes open. TAURUS (Apr. 21-May 21)—You may receive a surprise, which is actually a reward for your past efforts. GEMINI (May 22-June 21)—Romance is favored.Some social event further your chances with the one you love.(Copyright, 1955, by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.) STILL RINGING Kaltenborn I BY H. V. ROLF K THOSE OF US who M. Molotov, Foreign M. the Soviet Union, in acting the San Francisco ence are convinced t change in Soviet tactics than superficial. We' sure that the indicated in Russia behavior will some time. This mean will persist through th conference of the Big F ers at Geneva and th meeting of the Foreign ters that is to follow. There is to be what th call a detente—relaxation sion—in East-West relasome time to come al along more easily wh Kremlin leaders and U try hard to get along Incidents like the attack American plane off Alaoccur, but they will be of past policy, for me the Soviet Air Force e to interpret correctly instructions which pr have been issued. Mi blames the most recent on a trigger-happy pilo is no reason, other th hostility, which could an attack upon a forei plane flying miles off-s non-critical area. Fortunately, we have used to accepting such as a routine part of war. The Kremlin, for while following its expolicy of refusing to blame for what happenally acknowledged s sponsibility by express gret and offering to the damage. This, too, that a new day has d HMAN'S VIEWS Experts Talking About Heating Great Outdoors WASHINGTON.--Now the experts talk about heating the great outdoors. Parts of it, anyhow. Why freeze yourself in a foot-stadium in November when it'd be a simple matter for the agreement to keep you warm? Many a cold night in many a park a little heat on the grand-air customers wouldn't hurt, or why not loll in your own yard some wintry evening watch the frost forming on the pokins? Kakes you wonderfully comforted," said Dr. Finn Larsen, a long expert on comfort. "When we breathe cold, invigorating and yet you're snug and warm, just feel better than usual." Larsen is research director at the Minneapolis-Honeywell Co., owners of controls for furnaces, boats, atom factories, and technically anything else, except boys, that needs controlling. Widgets turn on the heat and cold, the wet and the dry, automatically, as needed. He came through town and had a hot coffee in an air-door room and it struck both of that this was the time to talk at winter. Well, sir, Dr. Larwas in Germany about eighths ago. It was a cold night in Munich, but he noticedmers lolling at their ease, with coats unbuttoned, in sidewalk, imbibing cold beer. It was an odd sight that he figured thing special was cooking. It too. He found a seat, shiv-white ordering a beer and found himself feeling warm, as his own breath looked improvements and grow cold waiting for the serviceman to come. He snaps the cover off the box, extracts from his wallet a new dollar bill and runs it over the electrodes. This cleans off the oxide and soon you're warm again. Dr. Larsen's point is that anybody with a busted furnace and a new dollar might try this himself. A dollar bill is especially good for the job because it leaves no lint. The tiniest bit of that stuff ruins the contact too. Some cold, wintry day, I'll try to do a piece about air conditioning, which also is a fascinating subject. Dr. Larsen knows all about it. (Copyright, 1955, by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.) Farmer McGabe July 2, 1955 Well school ain't been out two weeks yet and already Mamas are plumb wore out from taking care of their own kids. They even point out that schools are closed 80 weekend days, 25 hays and 77 vacation days, which is more than half the year, and if the schools don't look after their kids more'n half a year why the tax bite is too much... Well, that's the way some parents look at it. A full day's work fer a full day's pay. Farmer McGabe (all rights reserved) If It's News You'll See It In The Anaheim Bulletin STRANGE AS IT SEEMS BY ELSIE HIX GALILEO DEMONSTRATED THAT OBJECTS OF DIFFERENT WEIGHTS FALL WITH EQUAL VELOCITY AND WITH UNIFORM ACCELERATION BY DROPPING THEM FROM THE LEANING TOWER OF PIEC... JOEY JAY-- Minnesota Braves Pitcher, IS THE FIRST LITTLE LEAGUER TO GRADUATE INTO THE MAJOR LEAGUES! THERE ARE APPROXIMATELY 8,000 KINGS OF ANTS IN THE WORLD! CHAPTER FIFTEEN THE LONGHORN Dodge City was bright and crowded with humans on having themselves at those whose throats were trail dust, there was life for those with a different thirst, there were bright hare-armed women who lips were generous with unspoken promises. A were cards and dice that wages that were burning pockets, or—who knew to double them. Kerry leaned an elbow bar, savoring a drink pass one of the few coins I pocket. He'd been "riding line," drifting from ranch working a week or two plane flying miles off-non-critical area. Fortunately, we have used to accepting such as a routine part of war. The Kremlin, for while following its es policy of refusing to blame for what happenally acknowledged sponsibility by express greet and offering to the damage. This, too, that a new day has dawn our relations with the nist world. Those of us who went Francisco at the 'birt' United Nations in 1945 able to note the contrast to surly, uncooperative social Molotov of that amiable, eager-to-pilot of 1955. His earlier more natural and hither it with ease. At press conference, to finally consented with most reluctance, Molotov enjoyed balting the nist. He resented their questions gave evasive answers latest visit to San Francisco called a press conference own volition and gave sive answers to queries ered many of the most current issues. I observed him close half an hour at the that this was the time to talk at winter. Well, sir, Dr. Larwas in Germany about eight hours ago. It was a cold night in Munich, but he noticed ammers lolling at their ease, with coats unbuttoned, in sidewalk imbibing cold beer. It was an odd sight that he figured thing special was cooking. It too. He found a seat, shivwhile ordering a beer and found himself feeling warm, as his own breath looked also got to thinking. He can't ance as of the moment any rumms in this country that will make warmth on the fans this but he doesn't think it will ing. The experts even now are ing the costs of heating the ids, even during snowstorms. We're also calculating the proper ions for installation of the mers and eventually folks going football games will leave their coats, their blankets, and postheir bottles at home. Larsen then had some fine, physical advice for those of us cook with gas and heat our uses with furnaces controlled by electronic devices. These somesus go out of whack and the way 'em is with a dollar bill. The thermostat on the wall turns electric current on and off, which starts and stops the burner cellar. This means that a tiny silver-tipped electrodes are the wall box have got to the contact to turn on the juice. And what happens eventually that these electrodes get oxiparticularly in houses the stoves use gas," Dr. Larsaen said. "There's usually a bit of sulphur in the gas, not high to smell, but enough eveny to ruin the contacts on the electrodes." JOEY JAY-- Milwaukee Bees' Pitcher, IS THE FIRST LITTLE LEAGUE TO GRADUATE INTO THE MAJOR LEAGUES! CROSSWORD PUZZLE Answer to Yesterday's Puzzle ACROSS 1-Mighty 5-Lade out 10-Bury 12-Roman procurator of ludea 12-Seaway 15-Diving bird 16-Encounter 18-Chinese pagoda 19-Possessive pronoun 20-Troubles 21-Shan 22-Dental Surgeon (abbr.) 23-Clayey earth 24-Brief 25-Transgressions 26-Material of weight (pl.) 27-Stitched 28-Time gone by 29-Symbol for calcium 32-Man's name 32-Tins 32-Container 32-Secama 36-Chore 38-Baker's product 40-King of birds (pl.) 42-Hauled 43-Vexes 44-Marries 45-Walk DOWN 1-Courage 2-Wolfhound 3-Place 4-Quivers 5-Nips 6-Dillseed 7-Suffix: native of Minaswa 8-Devout 11-Harvests 12-Walk wearily 14-Pace 17-Lamprey 20-Staff 21-Dismatched attitude 24-Hud 26-Oil-carrying vessels 27-Location 28-Force out 29-Dance step 32-Cartons 32-Anthemic subjects 23-Pasteboards 31-Alcoholic beverage 26-Bound 27-Eye closely 29-Reverence 41-River Island Kerry leaned an elbow bar, savoring a drink paired one of the few coins in pocket. He'd been "riding line," drifting from ranch working a week or two there where an extra needed, at other places ing the hospitality of the house for a few nights on. Now here he was God knew why, except always had a curiosity famous trail town, and seemed as good a place as any. And the wager drifting were making a rattle in his pants first money he'd ever supposed he ought to do of it. But he only remem monotony of line-riding sun, the dust and branding, and thought was no way for man to away his life at thirty and keep. There was a sudden talk all over the room, eing of heads toward the where the curtains were. The lanky plano-player something soft and sent a girl in a red dress wi the stage. She was smal pretty, with a head "cuta, and big dark seemed to invite them her in enjoying joke gave every man in the feeling that she w at him, yet it seemed she was looking for When the black eyes h round the saloon, he saw her lip droop as if had been disappointing. Next minute, smiling began to sing, her voice sweet. Each time she there were claps and more, but the third laughed and shook her came down off the stage ly she refused invitation. Kaltenborn Edits the News BY H. V. KALTENBORN and ROLF KALTENBORN THOSE OF US who saw V. M. Molotov, Foreign Minister of the Soviet Union, in action during the San Francisco Conference are convinced that the change in Soviet tactics is more than superficial. We also feel sure that the indicated change in Russia behavior will last for some time. This means that it will persist through the coming conference of the Big Four leaders at Geneva and the longer meeting of the Foreign Ministers that is to follow. There is to be what the French call a detente—relaxation of tension—in East-West relations. For some time to come we'll get along more easily with the Kremlin leaders and they will try hard to get along with us. Incidents like the attack on an American plane off Alaska may occur, but they will be leftovers of past policy, for members of the Soviet Air Force may fail to interpret correctly the new instructions which presumably have been issued. Mr. Dulles blames the most recent incident on a trigger-happy pilot. There is no reason, other than active hostility, which could explain an attack upon a foreign patrol plane flying miles off-shore in a non-critical area. Fortunately, we have become used to accepting such incidents as a routine part of the cold war. The Kremlin, for its part, while following its established policy of refusing to accept blame for what happened, actually acknowledged some responsibility by expressing regret and offering to pay half the damage. This, too, is proof that a new day has dawned in given by Secretary of State Dulles. He accepted all introductions, My wife and I found him most amiable. When my wife reminded him that he had suggested more tourist interchange in his address to the United Nations and asked for a visa to the Soviet Union, he told her she could have one. I once asked him how to proceed to get one for myself. He replied that it would be handled through the Soviet Embassy in Washington. He seemed interested when I explained that while I visited the Soviet Union in 1926, 1929 and 1934, I hadn't been allowed to go back in since that time. In 1953 I made another effort, first in Finland and then in Berlin, where I completed all formalities with the help of Russian and American authorities. They didn't even take h e trouble to reject my application. WHEN I EXPLAINED that to Molotov he smiled and remarked: "But that was two years ago." "Then you'll back up my application this time?" I asked. He nodded affirmatively. I immediately wired an application for suggested more tourist inter- a visa to Washington. The Soviet Embassy at once sent the filled out and returned. Now we'll see what happens. We have every right to ask for a lowering of the Iron Curtain if there is to be an increase in East-West trade and a general normalization of relations. Our political differences cannot be cleared up for some time—if at all. Communism cannot ever comfortably with capitalism. Asduction and supervision of armaments at the Geneva Conference, though the diplomatic processes that would make each one of those problems less urgent might be set in motion. Postponement is not a solution but it would reduce tension and give the healing influence of time a chance to do its work. The statesmen who spoke at San Francisco were all agreed that we do not wish to try and solve our problems by the use of force. They were unanimous in approving the United Nations, not so much for what it has done, as for what it may be expected to do in the future. For the first time since 1945 there is a chance — President Eisenhower has just expressed this belief—that the world can move towards peace instead of towards war. It cannot stand still. Aggressive communism and the accumulation of nuclear weapons seem to have been moving us towards another war. Now there has been a change. Can we, while keeping up our guard and maintaining a healthy measure of distrust, accept the change in Soviet policy for whatever it may be worth? That is the issue we face in the months that lie ahead. (Copyright 1955, General Features Corp.) Fortunately, we have become used to accepting such incidents as a routine part of the cold war. The Kremlin, for its part, while following its established policy of refusing to accept blame for what happened, actually acknowledged some responsibility by expressing regret and offering to pay half the damage. This, too, is proof that a new day has dawned in our relations with the Communist world. Those of us who were in San Francisco at the birth of the United Nations in 1945 were best able to note the contrast between the surly, uncooperative, anti-social Molotov of that day and the amiable, eager-to-please Molotov of 1955. His earlier role was more natural and he played it with ease. At his 1945 press conference, to which he finally consented with the utmost reluctance, Molotov fairly enjoyed baiting the newsmen. He resented their questions and gave evasive answers. On his latest visit to San Francisco he called a press conference of his own volition and gave responsive answers to queries that covered many of the most important current issues. I observed him closely for half an hour at the reception down and have a drink, dodged hands that reached out to catch at her arm or wrist—and kept seeking the door with her eyes. "Like her, stranger?" Kerry turned at the sound of a voice near his elbow, and looked into a thin, olive-colored, smooth-shaven face and two bright slits of eyes that should have been dark, in that face, and instead, startlingly, were almost green, like glittering silvers of glass, except that you couldn't see into them. Kerry's swift observation added that the speaker's black suit and white shirt looked expensive, and fitted him smoothly, that he was tall, thin and graceful as a dancer, and would have been handsome, except for a scar that ran in a jagged purple line, from his right down and have a drink, dodged hands that reached out to catch at her arm or wrist—and kept seeking the door with her eyes. "Like her, stranger?" Kerry turned at the sound of a voice near his elbow, and looked into a thin, olive-colored, smooth-shaven face and two bright slits of eyes that should have been dark, in that face, and instead, startlingly, were almost green, like glittering silvers of glass, except that you couldn't see into them. Kerry nodded shortly. How far did a man have to ride to get away from the past? "Then maybe you've met my friend. Name of Cameron." "Wayne Cameron?" "That's right. Know him?" "Met him a couple of times." "Smart fellow, Wayne," Calder observed. "Generally knows what he's after. Generally gets it, too. That's something I admire in a man." "Most people do," Kerry retorted, and couldn't resist adding, "You. friend Cameron didn't seem to know what he was after this time. He let himself get stuck with the most worthless strip of sand and cactus in the country." "From what he wrote me," Calder replied mildly, "most of the good land is already taken." Kerry leaned an elbow on the bar, savoring a drink paid for with one of the few coins left in his pocket. He'd been "riding the grub line," drifting from ranch to ranch, working a week or two here and there where an extra hand was needed, at other places just claiming the hospitality of the bunk-house for a few nights and moving on. Now here he was in Dodge, God knew why, except that he'd always had a curiosity to see the famous trail town, and it had seemed as good a place to drift to as any. And the wages of his drifting were making a lonesome rattle in his pants pocket—the first money he'd ever earned. He supposed he ought to feel proud of it. But he only remembered the monotony of line-riding in the baking sun, the dust and stench of branding, and thought again that was no way for man to bargain away his life at thirty a month and keep. There was a sudden stopping of talk all over the room, and a turning of heads toward the little stage where the curtains were parting. The lanky piano-player tinkled out something soft and sentimental as a girl in a red dress walked onto the stage. She was small and very pretty, with a head full of black curls, and big dark eyes that seemed to invite them all to join her in enjoying joke. Her smile gave every man in the Longhorn the feeling that she was smiling at him, yet it seemed to terrify she was looking for something. When the black eyes had gone all round the saloon, he thought he saw her lip droop as if her search had been disappointing. Next minute, smiling again, she began to sing, her voice warm and sweet. Each time she stopped, there were claps and shouts for more, but the third time she laughed and shook her head and came down off the stage. Smilingly she refused invitations to sit Kerry's swift observation added that the speaker's black suit and white shirt looked expensive, and fitted him smoothly, that he was tall, thin and graceful as a dancer, and would have been handsome, except for a scar that ran in a jagged purple line, from his right eye to the corner of his mouth. "She's pretty," Kerry replied neutrally. "Pretty, but not smart." "I wouldn't know about that. I never saw her before. I was just looking." "Sure," the stranger agreed. "She's here to be looked at. But you'll have to take out your money's worth in looking." "I didn't have any other ideas—" The green-eyed man gave him a small, tight smile. "Every man in Dodge has had ideas about Margie one time or other. They've all been wasting their time, except one—a crazy, fiddle-footed cow-puncher. That's why I said she's not smart. But that's women for you. None of my business. Just thought I'd warn you," he added, and held up a hand to the bar-tender. "Have one with me?" "Thanks." Kerry noted the softness and whiteness of the hand, put them together with the expensive clothes, the schooled way of speaking—and the poker face. A gambler. That scar was probably a souvenir of some hot-headed card-player who didn't like losing. "My name's Calder—Lou Calder." Kerry murmured his own name, and fancied he saw a flicker of some kind of reaction in the green eyes, but put it down to imagination. It wasn't possible the gamble had heard of him. "Just in off the trail? Thought I hadn't seen you around town before. Texas?" Kerry grinned. "Yes, I'm from Texas—and no reward out for me." "You never know, do you? Reason I asked—I've got a friend down there. Mescalero County—you ever been around that way?" "Smart fellow, Wayne," Calder observed. "Generally knows what he's after. Generally gets it, too. That's something I admire in a man." "Most people do," Kerry retorted, and couldn't resist adding, "You friend Cameron didn't seem to know what he was after this time. He let himself get stuck with the most worthless strip of sand and cactus in the country." "From what he wrote me," Calder replied mildly, "most of the good land is already taken. Man named Mallory—he's the big augur around there, isn't he?" "You might call him that," Kerry agreed, adding dryly, "You'd admire him. He generally gets what he goes after, too." "So I hear. But he got it a long time ago, didn't he?" "Well?" "A man that sits in the saddle too long is apt to get careless. Haven't you noticed that?" "Can't say I have, particularly." Impatiently, Kerry shook off a vague uneasiness. Broken Spur's affairs were none of his any more. "Hey, Calder," a rough call from one of the card-tales struck at them, "you gonna gimme a chance to win my money back?" "No, Mr. Wharton, but if you're determined to send some more to keep it company, I'll oblige you." "The man called Wharton laughed sourly. He was young, heavy featured, flushed of face, with a sulen set to his thick-lipped mouth. Calder inclined his head toward Kerry." "Care to take a hand, Mr. Riordan?" Kerry hesitated, remembering the near-empty state of his pockets. But he might be lucky tonight. He couldn't, anyway, be much worse off than he was now. "Don't mind if I do." Calder was a smooth player. He was lucky, but Kerry couldn't see any evidence that it was anything more than luck. The only complaint he could make was that, unlike most professional gamblers, the scar-faced man was inclined to crow. His glib tongue rubbed Kerry's fur the wrong way, and he could see it was doing worse than that to Wharton. (To Be Continued)