anaheim-gazette 1933-12-14

TWENTIETH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS: Ruth Warren, born and raised in an Eastern city, is willed three-fourth interest in the Dead Lantern ranch in Arizona. With her youthful husband, who is in poor health, and their small son, David, they came to Arizona to take up where Ruth's brother, reported killed in Mexico, had left off. They reach Dead Lantern, 85 miles from the nearest railroad, with the help of Old Charley Thane, neighboring rancher who also carries the rural mail. At the ranch they find the partner, Snavely, and a huge woman, Indian Ann, who greet them suspiciously. As they trudge the 5 miles from ranch gate to the house they pass a huge rock in a gulch where a voice whispers, "Go back. Go back." Ruth's husband caught in a rain shortly after their arrival contracts pneumonia and passes away before medical aid can be brought. Ruth, penniless and without friends attempts to carry on but is balked at almost every turn by the crafty and plotting Snavely. Despite obstacles of all kind Ruth gives notes on her ranch interest to purchase cattle. She is assisted by Old Charley Thane and his son, Will Thane. A Mexican family has been hired to assist with the work. A peculiar sickness develops with the livestock. Snavely calls it "liver fever"...and says he has a powder for the water to cure the disease. Ruth's whole future is at stake on the development of the herd to meet her notes following the first round-up. "Good Lord! Is that all you've been worrying about? Well, forget it right now. Dad's lost more than one gun in his time—as a matter of fact, he was forced to give one or two of 'em away. Sure, I can get you one. But say, you should have said something about this before. Here"—Will drew a revolver from the pocket of the car—"keep this until I see you again." Ruth took the gun without much "Perhaps David and then," replied Ruth. Snavely did not spend then said casually, "goln'—without you're bring the mail." Ruth ignored this helped David to mount. As she an dDavid faintly marked road was busy. The situation Lantern was drawing seemed to her as though was tensely charged. Since the evening definitely connected voice in the gulch; hung there by the fence Will came home, and the voice that same day to recall Snavely's ww occasions when the At first, she told her had two or three were they? Did she that he had gone to night of the storm? He had not brought her And that evening ww neeth and David had the gulch, Snavely had milking at the barn never known of his name he always avoided gulch as though he But that did not put nothing to do with the he went around, mere idea that he was afraid NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Mr. Martin gazed thoughtfully at the ceiling above Ruth's head. Presently he asked, "Did this man know that you were the only beneficiary of your brother's will?" "He didn't even know about me until I came to the ranch. I suppose after we'd talked he found out there was no one else — I told him my share was three-quarters. He read the will, too." "Then I think we might attempt to solve the riddle in this manner: the man may have thought that since you were rather new to ranching he could perhaps encourage you to sell him your interest—" Ruth nodded confirmation, and Mr. Martin continued: "He could have given you a cash payment for your holdings, and you might have gone away, assuming that everything had come to a satisfactory conclusion." Ruth hesitated. "Has my so-called partner committed any crime in not telling me that I had no rights in the place?" The lawyer pursed his lips. "No crime, exactly, but it should be plain to any one what his motives were." "What ought I to do?" asked Ruth. "I think, if I were you, I should tell him that you have consulted an attorney and that you intend to have the will probated. Once that has been adjusted, I do not believe anything further will be done; except, of course, the selling of the ranch and the division of the proceeds according to both your interests." "Oh," Ruth smiled uncertainly as she stood up. "That's a relief. I think I'll be going now. I'll decide later just what I want to do. What do I owe you for your advice?" Mr. Martin smiled slightly. "You owe me nothing—but here is my card. I rather feel that we shall meet again." She found David and Will waiting at the machine. During the rest of the afternoon, which was spent at a moving picture show, and later at dinner, Ruth's mind was busy. It was maddening, that the first time she had been able to leave the ranch and enjoy herself, she could think of nothing but theurging. She stood watching while he turned the car about. He leaned from the seat, "We'll see you next week—good night." As she answered, Ruth saw the slowly moving lights swing toward the gulch, and gasped; Snavely was standing near the fence, partly concealed by a bush. She ran back to the house. What had Snavely been doing in the vicinity of the gulch? As she stood on the dark porch Ruth suddenly decided to find Ann. She knocked on the giantess' door. After a moment Ann slowly opened it. A low-turned lamp burned in the room. She had taken off her shoes and shirt. "Oh, are you up yet? I just thought I'd tell you that we've come back. Have you been reading, Ann?" "No. I can't read." "But why are you dressed? Have you been anywhere?" The huge woman lowered her eyes and slowly nodded. "Ann Have you been down to the rock?" "I got to go—down there—sometimes." Her eyes darted fearfully in the direction of Snavely's door and her voice dropped to a husky whisper. "Oh, Gawd, Miss Ruth—you take yo'r little boy'an' go away from this place." Ann stepped back and softly closed the door. Snavely eyed her cautiously when, at breakfast, Ruth gave him the packet of notes which represented his share of the cattle sale. There was something oddly apologetic and inquisitive in his voice as he asked, "Didn't have no trouble in payin' off the note, did you?" "Oh, no," answered Ruth, as she seated herself at the table. She was thinking of the money she had just given Snavely—it had not been earned through any effort of his. "Nice sort of feller,' that Wither-spoon," he remarked, guardedly. "He seemed pleasant," said Ruth. That morning Snavely did not ride; I'll be going now. I'll decide later just what I want to do. What do I owe you for your advice? Mr. Martin smiled slightly. "You owe me nothing—but here is my card. I rather feel that we shall meet again." She found David and Will waiting at the machine. During the rest of the afternoon, which was spent at a moving picture show, and later at dinner, Ruth's mind was busy. It was maddening, that the first time she had been able to leave the ranch and enjoy herself, she could think of nothing but the ranch. She imagined that Will did not notice her preoccupied manner. This thought was easy in the lighted restaurant, humming with the voices and laughter of many people. But twenty miles out of town—the roadster throbbing into a wall of blackness which never lifted—Ruth's part in her imaginary conversation with Snavely became less aggressive. By the time the car was entering the arroyo east of the barn, Ruth had grave doubts about saying anything whatever, to Snavely. His desire to have the ranch and to be by himself amounted to a mania—what would he do if she were to tell him that the ranch was to be sold? And she was eighty-five miles from help. "How long did you say you and your father were going to be away?" asked Ruth, as Will drove past the barn. "About a week. We're leaving tomorrow morning and expect to be home again next Sunday evening." As they were helping David, who was more than half asleep, out of the car, Ruth thanked Will for the trip. Then said hesitatingly, "I wish you and your father would come over soon—I can't promise you a cheerful dinner, but—" "Fine!" Will interrupted tactfully. "You set the day and we'll certainly raise the dust getting here." "Well, how about coming over the dy after you get back—Sunday?" Will nodded. "That'll be all right. We'll show up about noon." "I wonder—" Ruth paused. "What?" "I hate awfully to admit it, but I lost your father's revolver — it was buried when the old house fell. I wish you'd try to get me another like it in Los Angeles. Could you? He's asked me once or twice why I didn't wear it when I went riding, but I didn't want to tell him." "Perhaps David and I will see you, then," replied Ruth. Snavely did not speak for a moment; then said casually, "No use in you goin'—without you're set on it. I can bring the mail." Ruth ignored this suggestion and helped David to mount. As she an dDavid rode along the faintly marked road, the girl's mind was busy. The situation on the Dead Lantern was drawing to a climax; it seemed to her as though the very air was tensely charged. Since the evening before, Ruth had definitely connected Snavely with the voice in the gulch; he had been standing there by the fence when she and Will came home, and Ain, had heard the voice that same evening. She tried to recall Snavely's whereabouts on the occasions when the voice had spoken. At first, she told herself that the man had two or three perfect alibis—yet, were they? Did she know positively that he had gone to Palo Verde on the night of the storm? One thing certain, he had not brought back any Mexicans. And that evening when she and Kenneth and David had first come through the gulch, Snavely had apparently been milking at the barn — yet, Ruth had never known of his milking since. True, he always avoided going through the gulch as though he were afraid of it. But that did not prove that he had nothing to do with the voice. Perhaps he went around, merely to give her the idea that he was afraid. She began to Total Bore Made In Tunnels Now Reaches 6 Miles Work On 87 of the 91-Mile Total Is Underway; 4,000 Men Employed; More Hired Excavation of two more miles of tunnel on the Colorado river aqueduct, making the total bore completed to date on the project more than six miles, was announced at headquarters of the Metropolitan Water District. With 29 tunnels on the aqueduct, totaling 91 miles in length, the six miles now completed constitute approximately one-fifteenth of the project's tunnel excavation. The six mile figure, district officials indicated, does not include two miles of adit and shaft excavation subsidiary to the construction of the full-size aqueduct bore, bringing the grand total of tunneling completed to date up to more than eight miles. All the aqueduct tunnels are 16 feet in diameter, large enough to serve as a passageway for the biggest type of railway locomotive. At the present time 87 miles of the 91 mile total are under construction, work going forward from thirty-one camps spread along a 250-mile front. The district's progress report revealed that 4,000 men are now employed on the aqueduct project, with the army of employees steadily increasing. Peak employment on the project will be 14,000 men. In order to relieve unemployment here and reach that peak at the earliest possible moment, district officials have applied to the Public Works Administration for a loan of $59,750,000, which would allow commencement of work immediately that would provide for 10,000 men in 33rd Anniversary Is Being Observed By Auto Club Thirty-three years of automobile history in the southwest was completed when the Automobile Club of Southern California celebrated the anniversary of its incorporation on December 13, 1900. Although 33 years is not an impressive period in history, it is pointed out by executives of the organization that they represent a tremendous and unprecedented development in automotive transportation. When the motoring organization began its activities an automobile was a novelty in the street or along the highway, exciting derisive comment from small boys and indignation from drivers of horses. It was regarded largely as a plaything of the rich and impracticable for utilitarian purposes. The small, noisy, and stuttering cars were used exclusively for pleasure touring, in spite of the fact that viewed from modern standards there must have been a minimum of joy in their operation. No license plates were required at that time, and insurance was practically unknown. Good roads were limited to a few blocks of asphalt streets in cities, and speed demonstrated Einstein's theory of relativity by being limited to 12 or 15 miles an hour. No motorist of those days attempted the unheard of trip across the continent, while in 1933 probably more than a million visitors will arrive in the state by motor vehicle. The club started with a charter membership of 46 and today is nearly 3,000 times larger than it was in 1900. It maintains 32 district offices, in addition to the headquarters building in Los Angeles at Figueroa and Adams Streets. Its motto has been "Good Roads" and its slogan "The Friend of all Motorists." For many years it has Black Widows Are Reported In Idaho Deadly, poisonous "Black Widow" spiders are reported in Idaho. The species, compared with the rattlesnake for deadliness, is rarely found this far north. W. H. Wicks, state director of plant industry, said, "Their bite is not necessarily fatal." Wicks explained, "but texts describe the poison as more virulent than that of a rattlesnake." The black spiders are described as being more than a quarter of an inch in length. A red stripe marks the back. The insect has grooved line fangs along which the poison is shot. The victim first discovers blisters around the wound. The bite may prove fatal in about two weeks unless properly treated. Receiving a letter from Witherspoon, up to the time he began to laugh. Now she said very soberly, "I hope I know why you did it, Mr. Snavely." Snavely swallowed twice before he spoke. "Well, I was almin' to tell you jest as soon as it was settled. Last month when you did get enough cattle money an' met the note. I jest figgered I'd let you go ahead an' pay it anyway, an' then su'prise you." His lips smiled. "If I had not been able to meet my note, Mr. Snavely, is it not true that you would have had my entire interest in the ranch?" asked Ruth quietly. Snavely spoke gibby. "Not at all, Mrs. Warren. Such a thing ain't possible because we're pardners. Parker or anybody else could have took your interest away from you if you couldn't pay the note. But not me; I'm your pardner." It was a moment before Ruth could reply. She saw the deadlinness behind the man's eyes... if she could only keep him good-natured until next week. "It was very thoughtful of you," she smiled; "it's nice to know I was safeguarded all the time. Well," she turned. "It's all over now; the note is paid and the ranch has been improved." "It sure has," replied Snavely. He watched the girl as she walked toward the ranch house, his pale eyes fastened on the retreating figure, suspicion and hatred mingled on his face. The next morning after breakfast Ruth entered her room. She sat for a time looking at her trunk, thinking. Suddenly she rose, unlocked the trunk. No motorist of those days attempted the unheard of trip across the continent, while in 1933 probably more than a million visitors will arrive in the state by motor vehicle. The club started with a charter membership of 46 and today is nearly 3,000 times larger than it was in 1900. It maintains 32 district offices, in addition to the headquarters building in Los Angeles at Figueroa and Adams Streets. Its motto has been "Good Roads" and its slogan "The Friend of all Motorists since 1900." For many years it has enjoyed the distinction of being the largest organization of its kind in the world. It was a moment before Ruth could reply. She saw the deadliness behind the man's eyes. Snavely exclaimed. "You see why I done it, don't you, pardner?" Ruth had not been wholly sure of what Snavely had done or why he was "It was very thoughtful of you," she smiled; "it's nice to know I was safe-guarded all the time. Well," she turned. "It's all over now; the note is paid and the ranch has been improved." "It sure has," replied Snavely. He watched the girl as she walked toward the ranch house, his pale eyes fastened on the retreating figure, suspicion and hatred mingled on his face. The next morning after breakfast Ruth entered her room. She sat for a time looking at her trunk, thinking. Suddenly she rose, unlocked the trunk, and took out the Quaker Oats box on which was scrawled, "for liver fever." Going into the kitchen, she asked Ann to keep an eye on David for an hour, and taking up a potato and a paring knife, left by the front door. Sugar-foot greeted her and for a moment the girl looked down at the little dog. Once more, she asked the question which had never been answered. "Sugarfoot, why didn't you die when you ate the meat Ann poisoned?" Sugarfoot wagged himself knowingly. Continued Next Week THY DARNIT DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S CRUEL TO STICK THAT BUG ON THAT HOOK THAT AIN'T A REAL BUG OH PARDON M I THOUGHT IT OH' Y DID A.B.C. BUSINESS DIRECTORY For Quick Reference Look Under Alphabetical Classification of Business or Profession You Are Seeking. You'll Find This Anaheim Gazette Business Directory Reliable, Convenient and Profitable. USE IT. 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