The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on June 13, 1953 · Page 7
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 7

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Saturday, June 13, 1953
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SATURDAY, JUNE 18, 1988 (ARK.) COURIER PAGE SfifEN OUR BOARDING HOUSE — with Mojpr HoopU EGAD,TWlGS5/TELU YOUR COUSIN P6TE y<?u ARS ALOMS OM6 OP THE OLD WE6V5 CRACK 6HOT5—HeH-HEH/—THKT 1 COULD DIS OP THEIR AKTILLER/.AMD Y4HE(4 VW CHECK IM MfWBR FLICK THE CARflWAV A REVIVAL OP THE 0LASTIM6 CJFA8UNCHOF RDSTLCRS/ OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williomi XXI UOV6 TDPLAVM YtVCTER, SO , THIS SHOULP BE FUN FOR SOU-I'LL TEACH -CU 1 K>£5 A1AN WELKIN I* ONE SLKK ROOSTER! HIM SAVE US ALL.! CHICK- EAETH BOOK'S SAV ITS KED FOR PRETTY 6IEL,LIK£ AtELLO, NOT SHUT OFF •OIK MOTOR! LETAI6 PLACES ANC?,C£»JT MOI/HI...IF WE VOLCANO'S ONE ATA TIME! W6LKIN TAKE /HELLO I.KACK TO EARTH WATER'S PPOSAR-Y OF THE ERIIP71N6 VOLCANO'S LAl'/t FLOW .' Before the turn of the century, ! gasoline, being dangerous In lamps, | was an unwanted product and kerosene was the mainstay of the petroleum Industry. Independent Swedish settlements in what is now the United states were founded in 1638, taken over by the Dutch in 1655 and by the British 10 years later. Since it was started in 1948 the U. S. Military Air Transport Service has carried more than 1,650.000 military passengers, 240.000 medican patients and 316,000 tons or cargo Massacre Moimtains by Frank C.Robertson MJJ ir HI* ift/ici, IMC B ETTY hadn't dreamed that there was a man within a mile of her until she finished milking the cow and got up with the bucket in one hand, Hie three-legged stool in the other. She turned, and there stood a strange man watching her from a distance of 10 feet. She gasped and involuntarily raised the stool to defend her- srlf. An Indian might have slipped up on" her this way, but she hadn't thought a white man could. "Take it easy, miss," the man said with a smile. "I didn't speak 'because I was afraid I might istartle your cow.' Betty allowed her arm to fall, [but retained a firm grip on one , 'leg of the stool. It was rather a ' ; -formidable weapon to keep a man at bay, but when she looked at this man's face she decided that she .didn't have to -worry anyway. He - towered well over six feet, and •was gracefully rather than mas- • fiively built. She wouldn't have '~'_ called him handsome for the prom- f ' inent nose and cheekbones gave • his face a craggy look, but she didn't think of him as ugly. Likewise, while he wasn't young, he certainly wasn't old. She said, "I'd rather be kicked iby a cow than scared out of my )skin." ] The stranger laughed. "Don't be jupset. I'm only a wayfarer look- jing for a place to spend the night." i Betty wasn't afraid, but she was still suspicious—and with cause. She had met wayfarers before and there were all kinds. This man was better dressed than most, cleaner—and he shaved. She said, "You'll have to ride on 20 miles. My—my father sometimes puts up travelers at his trading post at Two Rivers." "You," he said incredulously, "are Zad Barnes' daughter?" "Well, what about it?" she de- nianded. "Do you know Zad'!" "No-o, can't say that I do. I've heard of him, of course. But men don't usually bring up daughters in the kind of place I've heard he lives in. What I mean to say is, this is a sort of womanless country." Bclty didn't like this man's talk. away up he;~e where nobody ever comes?" she demanded suspi-, ciously. ' "My name is Pete Morrison, (miss, late of the Union Army |K:»ht now I'm what you might icafl an explorer." In '.IE didn't feel it necessary to tell her that during the recently concluded War Between the States, in which he had risen to the rank of captain, he had served exclusively in the West. He was sizing up this girl, too. She was pretty, in spite of the coarse linsey-woolsey dress which came to the tops of her heavy, soiled shoes. She. was rather a small girl with black hair, and warm, expressive brown eyes. "Exploring for what?" she asked •tarlly. "Let's say land." "Well say it—but you're probably lying anyway," she retorted. His bronzed c h e e k's flushed slishlly, but he said, "Twenty miles is a long ride for a tired horse, and it'li soon be dark. All I ask for is pasture for my horse 1 have my own blankets and I can sleep in the hay." "You got your own food?" "No." Sh« pondered, witt 1 vkiblt She tamed, lasped Mid rmlsed the stool to defend herself. crinkling of her brow. "I guess I'll be all right," she said. "I'll charge you a dollar for supper and Breakfast, same as Zad charges at -he post. There's grain in the box and you can feed your horse hay f you'd rather." "Thanks." He watched her carry the heavy pail of milk to the house in an easy, effortless way. Apparently she had just finished the milking of four cows. An observant roan, had noticed her hesitation when she had spoken of her father, and ater she had called him Zad. Daughters in those days didn't refer to their parents by their ;iven names. Pete hadn't lied when he told ler he was exploring, but he ladn't told her the whole truth, rlis chief mission was to rout out, if possible, i gang of despicable and bloodthirsty desperados, and le had every reason to think that :he man known as Zad Barnes was Is head. It had bowled him over .0 find that the man had a daugh- ,er as pretty and attractive as this jirl. The Civil War had given Zadek 3arnes every opportunity to prey upon the emigrants, and he had availed himself of his opportuni- ies. Yet there had never been any real evidence to convict him of any crime. If he couldn't be convicted then the only way to deal with him was to submerge or "They can batch," Zad had argued. She had replied, "I know why you want me to stick around here. You want me to marry that Gabe Cox, and I hate him." ' "Gabe's all right. He's my right- land bower. He's the man for you marry." "I won't," Betty had refused jluntly, and when the animals were brought to High Valley she ind come along, and Zad hadn't thought it wise to stop her. Pete said to her now, "It's a onely life, isn't it. Haven't you any other relatives besides Barnes?" "No, I'm Zad's adopted daugh- .er. Aunt Sally, his wife, died three years ago. I'm the only white woman, I reckon, within a lundred miles of here." Pete felt a vast pity for her, but c became suddenly aware of jeing stared at. He turned toward he door and saw an Indian boy of perhaps 16 looking at him cold- r. Betty said, "Oh, Walter! I didn't icar you come in. Get washed up; supper is ready. How're the sheep?" "Fine," the boy. said. "I shot a coyote today. Where's Jess?" He didn't take his eyes from Pete's ce. "Jess hasn't come in yet," Betty replied. "This man is going to slay all night. He's going to Two "Who are you? whal're you doing drive him out with settlers, and Rivers tomorrow." .hat was Pete Morrison's mission. * * * )ETE tended his horse, then went into the dirt-roofed log cabin A'here the girl was cooking supper. He was as anxious to learn nore about her as he was to find out about the man she claimed vas her father. He said, "Tills is an odd place, -lere is what looks like a fine ranch, yet it seems to be the only one in the valley. Why is that?" Betty turned and looked at him, a piece of smoking meat suspended above the frying pan on a fork. 'Everybody else is scared of Indians. Zad isn'U" "And you?" "Why should I be? Indians have never bothered me—which is more than I can say for a lot of white nen." "You live up here all the time?" "In the summer. We move down :o Two Rivers in the wln*er." She didn't tell him that she came up mostly to escape the attcn- out around Zad Barnes' trading post, or that this spring Zad had violently opposed her coming. "I need you right here," Zad md said heavily. She had replied, "I'm eolni; to Walter turned away to wash up outside. Betty explained, "Waller has been with Zad ever since he was ive years old. He's a Shoshoni, from up north." "I thought as much," Pete said. He didn't know the Indians around icre, but he knew the Shoshoni very well. • • • T3ETTY served a good supper. •*-* and breakfast. At the morning meal there was present an old fel- [ow of 60 with a gray beard whom Betty introduced as Jess Williams These three operated Zad Barnes' ranch in High Valley. Did they, Pete wondered, have any hand in the systematic looting of the emi* grant parties who had to stop at Two Rivers for their last supplies before taking the jump-oft across the desert to southern California? He would have been (mazed could he have heard old Jess Williams remark to Betty as they .ions ol the rough men who hung watched him ride away: "11 that pilgrim goes to Two Rivers he ain't likely to leave there alive- it he's the man I think he !>. Zad has got word that there's some spy ridin' down the trail askln' snoopy •jiiestions about him and this gent High Valley. Jess and Walter iiccd^mswcrs Ihc description." ax mot* Uua 7ou da. il* IU CwUnueil) Television— Tonite, Tomorrow WMCT, Memphis. Channel B SATURDAY NIGHT, JUNE 1» 6:00 My Hero 6:30 Ted Mack 7:00 Saturday Night Revue 8:00 Range Rider 8:30 Lone Ranger 9:00 Juniper Junction 9:30 Abbott cfe Costello 10:00 News 10:10 Weather 10:15 Sightseeing With Swayiws 10:30 Wrestling 11:30 Talent Scouts 12:00 News SUNDAT, JUNE 14 10:15 Previews and News 10:30 Anywhere USA 11:00 Hippodrome 11.30 Frontiers of Faith 12:00 Zoo Parade 12:30 Candy Carnival 1:00 Burns and Allen 1:30 Beulah 2:00 Roy Rogers 2:30 Ethel & Albert 3:00 The Chimps 3:16 Sunday Musicals 3:30 Ozzie & Harriet 4:00 Meet the Press 4:30 Slim Rhodes 4:55 News 5:00 Red Skelton 5:30 Mr. Peepers 6:00 Comedy Hour 7:00 TV Playhouse 8:00 Stu Erwin 8:30 Favorite Slory 9:00 Fashion Show 9:15 Nature of Things 9:30 News 9:40 Weather 9:45 Tonst of the Town 10:45 Private Secretary 11:15 News 11:20 American Inventory 11:50 Sign Off MONDAY, JUNE 15 7:00 Today 7:25 News 7:30 Today 7:55 News 8:00 Ding Dong School 8:30 Arthur Godfrey 9:00 TV Shopper 9:30 strike It Rich 10:00 Beth Marsh 10:15 Love of Life 10:30 Search for Tomorrow 10:45 Arthur Godfrey 11:00 storyland 11:15 Guiding Light 11:30 Carry Moore 12:00 Meditation 12:10 News 12:20 Farm Program 12:30 Hdmemakers Program 1:00 Big Payoff 1:30 Welcome Travelers 2:00 On Your Account 2:30 Ladles Choice 3:00 Hawkins Palls 3:15 Gabby Hayes 3:30 Howdy Doody 4:00 Berl Olswangcr 4:30 Industry On Parade 4:45 Hartoons 5:00 Flicker Comics 5:15 News 5:25 Weatherman 5:30 Bob & Ray 6:45 News Caravan 6:00 Paul Winchell 8:30 Howard Barlow 7:00 60 Years Forward 8:00 Cisco Kid 9:30 News Reporter 9:45 Tonight in Sports 9:55 Weather 10:00 Wrestling 10:45 News 11:00 Man Against Crime 11:30 Suspense 12:00 News 12:05 Sign Off "Wiien h« asked to marry h«r, 1 hope you told him how *h« likei to charge thing*" FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS , .. 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