LENOX TIME TABLE, LENOX, IOWA . seavict SYNOPSIS i y Young, a lad of seven, is led to flee the burning lumber lot Ills benefactor, Jack Snow, lolt the youngster to live with the death of Kerry's mother. es t has Instructed Kerry to iitha file containing the camp's should It be endangered. B attack the office, and Kerry, |g the precious file, and Tod o town. Tod acts queerly. At nk the file is found empty and Is' blamed with taking the J one. Snow, his headquarters fcney gone, Is ruined, and soon Ifter dies, leaving Kerry to the ommissioner. Kerry suspects fl swears to even the score. t, Paul office Kerry, now in |od, and an expert woodsman, of the whereabouts of West. rescues a lovely girl from a Irel, who proves to be West. Ireatens to pauperize the girl, [owner. She thanks Kerry and Jim of the robbery, and murder • father and of Tod's advances. •operating a lumber tract which iber tiad purchased from West. mahes camp. At the general •In West's Landing, he finds Igaged In a poker game. Jim I timber employee, loses heav. ferry exposes Tod's cheating sarms him. The crowd is un:ed of Tod's duplicity. Kerry es himself to West, who de- nowlng him, and advises him •ve town. Nan tells Dr. Ezra of Kerry's rescue of her from id of West's threat. Ezra, who Iner, visits Kerry, and appoints oroner's clerk. Suspicion of Irder had rested on Holt Stu- Jjiployee of Downer, arid upon Inkle, who was cleared by Tod. Ictor has the fatal bullet and trial numbers of the. stolen Tone of which has just been o Adams. It came out of the jeame. Tod orders Jim to run lout of town. Kerry discovers Being spied upon by a 'breed. lines to Kerry with a warning r out. Kerry answers with a I Nan hires Kerry. Young res- llm's daughter from drowning. lln the water, Frank Bluejay, feed who had spied on Kerry, lied to drown Kerry. Young with him. HAPTER VI— Continued I _7_ I Impact ot- his body- on the 1 made n mighty splash. He [up Immediately, shaking his lear. and treading water. •what you t'ink you doln', e gasped. "What you—" hlnk I knocked you loose Fourself as a beginning!" said hotly. "And I'm stand- e to wait for you to come up I'll knock you In as fast as me up, Injun. . . . That is, if we up on this side. If you lo keep out of trouble with u swim yourself across I nnd stay there 1 Get that ! pere!" So you t'lnk— " a defiant curse the man swimming for the forbld- , and Young, hitching at followed slowly along the I ready for a second encoun- Bluejay had not gone far I Ward at that dark and |«i face, when he hesitated, find turned, striking Landlng> CHAPTER VII I 5 and some enemies, and wast the beginnings of some pondered those posses- ie spent a drizzly after- a «'ng his camp permanent. « r dark, as he sat In Nan s office ana talked to her mrt, he wondered just quick - spoken, high- was going to fit in scheme of things Weared to him as one who ™ a 'Iy come to rapid de- m i Perhaps, snap judg- w yet Kerry had the feel- ln his case the forester Mn??' reservl ng his es- na opinion. H °tt'B eyes rested on Nan, ng standing appeared fc -_-be lust that had been r I* ?? y est <*day after"'«. but a clean, upright • and something deeper a tlme ' Kerry alone. The 10UngIng room ot n, Pn ' ° alp « * he I 6 ** 11 there. talk 6 glrl sald ; talk near, the fire " g sa Of the iLf a , op P° sl te her and sigh n ? fthejob - TI P' on M f , con tentment, J 'his s ,de before the understanding anil appreciating the compliment. Nan and Kerry laughed and Tip stretched and sighed luxuriously and flopped his tail again. It was late when he left Nan, an agreement reached and ready to report in the morning to work at the big drafting board. He had not gone far when he felt Tip come a bit closer, and then a vague figure detached itself from the shadow of a pine tree. The hail, when it came, though cautious and low, was not unfriendly. "Young? That you, Young?" "Yo! What's up?" The other approached and then Kerry halted. "It's Jim Hinkle, Young." "Oh, hullo, Jim! How's the girl?" "FineI All right!" - looking about cautiously. "I ... wonder if I could git you to stop here a minute? I got somethin' I got to say to you, Young!" He was wholly sincere, and not at all at ease. That billlgerence which had been on display early In the morning was wholly gone. "Well, when a man's got to talk . . . why, he's just got to talk, hasn't he?" "I ... I don't want certain parties ever to know I hunted you up frlendly-llke. "I'd be a skunk If I didn't say It, after what you done for us. I ain't even thanked you yet for glvin' Elsie back to us." His voice shook. "That's all I can say about that that I thank you. . . ." "That's all right, Jim. You needn't even have said that much." "Oh, yes! I had 'to say that. But that's the smallest part of it. I ... I got other things to say, Young. "I'm no good, you know. I'm a hell of a citizen. I drink and I gamble and I don't pay attention to my debts like I ought. I don't amount to nothin'. But It's only when somethin' .happens like happened today that I git thinkin' about it much. "And I got this to say , . . because of the things I've been think- in' this afternnon; I was lower'n a snake's belly to come to you like I did 'nd try to drive you out of this country!" Pause. "You see It's different, now. I . . . That is, I come to you Just after sunup like I ... like I believed what the rest of 'em believe: that you framed up some- thin 1 on Tod." "And you knew ay along that It was real? That he did cheat?" Another pause. Then, "Yes!"—In a whisper. Something unusual here. "And you figure I am In danger now; and you figured the same way this morning. Then the change Is all In you, Jim? In your . . . your attitude, I might say?" "I guess that's gettin' clost to it." Young scratched his head and took a deep breath. "It's a little deep for me," he laughed. "Ain't it what a man thinks that counts more than what he does?" In Hinkle's voice was a sort of pas- sfonate plea for understanding. "Yes; I guess you're right." "You see, Young,"—grasping the front of Kerry's slicker and looking quickly about,—"I didn't want to come to you today! I knew you caught Tod clealln' crooked, even If I didn't dare let on to him 'nd the rest. But I had to make you think I didn't owe you anythin'. That's what makes me feel like a skunk!" ''Oh, I see. . , . Yes, I see how It Is. ... So it was necessary for you to make that play this morn- Ing. That It, Jim?" Almost reluctantly, the man said: "Yes; that's It." "I'd say that was a queer fix for a man to get himself Into." "I told you I wasn't any good." "But you were wrong. You are some good; a lot of good, I'd say. If you weren't, you wouldn't be waiting for me here tonight to try to fix up what you've broke!" "Well ... It ain't nothin'. it's all I can do. Young shook his head. "No, you can do quite a little more. You can tell me, for Instance, why you thought it necessary to believe what West said Instead of what your eyes told you." "He amounts to a lot around here, Tod West does." "And you don't dare cross him?" "Not much. . . . God, Young, If you only knewl" "I'm here; I'm ready to listen." "But I can't tell yon! It's nothin' that concerns you. It's nothing' you know about." He baa started to back away. Kerry, mind clicking smartly, realized that here was perhaps an outside chance to learn more of Tod West than he could learn from any other source. He pressed his advantage. "It's something that concerns you, though, Jim. it's something that makes you ... well, that keeps you under West's thumb? That It?" "Or his heel!" The man's voice shook. "You've had a lot to think about today. You've made an about-face and have come clean with me on one detail. Now wouldn't It be the smart thing to carry right on? To put yourself In a position where you could look any man in the eye and say what you think and feel?" Jim laughed harshly. »AS If i could I And what If I tried?"—desperately. "What If I tried? You think I want to find myself locked up and—" His intentness had overridden his best judgment "Go on, Jim. Locked up. For what?" The man was adamant, refused to talk, so gently, firmly, Kerry began arguing,. urging for confidence, playing on the fundamental decency In Jim Hinkle's heart. "I can't! I can't!" he burst out. 'You don't know Tod West! Why, to get what he wants he'd as soon charge an Innocent man with murder as not! There! I've said It!" "Murder?" "Yes, murder! If I'd try to get out of doln' what he wants me to do, they'd have me In Jail like that,"—snapping his thumb,—"and charged with klllin 1 Miss Nan's father I" "But you were suspected, weren't you? I've heard the story." "Yes, I was. And if It hadn't been for Tod. West, Nat Brldger, the sheriff, 'd've took me sure as hell!" "But when Tod told them he played cards with you—" "That settled It." "And If you had been playing cards with him all that evening "Then Why Has He Got Anything On You?" . . . Then why has he got anything on you?" A long moment of silence followed. "Because all I know about what happened that night Is what Tod told me," said Hinkle at last. Young gave a long-drawn, "Oh-h-h!" After a moment he added: "So that's It." "Yes, that's It!" — desperately. "That's it, and he's bearln' down on me 'nd holdln' it over me like a club!' 1 "That sounds goofy, Jim. He ali- bied you out of suspicion. He's on record with his story, Isn't he?" "But a mnn with his standin' can admit that he told a certain kind of lie 'nd get away with it, can't he? He could go to 'em 'nd say that he didn't think at the time, I had anything to do with th' killln', so lie wont to the front for me; but that It's worried him since and that things 've happened to make him believe that, mebby, I might not be as straight as lie thought I was last November. Ho could do that, couldn't he?" "Yes, he could; of course he could. But how would that put you In wrong with the sheriff?" "All he'd have to tell "em," Jim said, "was what lie swears to me 's the truth 'nd they'd put It on me just as sure as hell!" "You mean that you weren't at West's house that night? That you didn't play cards with him that evening?" "I stayed there, sure enough. Leastwise, I woke up there. But when I come In, I dunno; what I'd done before that, I dunno; 'nd If I played cards, I dunno that, either!" "Good Lord, Jim, that doesn't sound so good, does It? What was it that really happened?" The man drew a tremulous sigh. "Damned If I know; that Is, what happened between 'bout sundown that night and the next mornln'. ... I don't know any more about that 'n you do, Young. "You see, I'd had a run-in with Cash the day before. He wasn't an easy man to work for; we'd had a run-In and he fired me 'nd got pretty rough about It, which was his way. A job was a Job and I figured I'd had a raw deal 'nd didn't know what I was goln' to do last winter . . . and I lost my head. I told him I'd get back at aim tome way, and a lot of others hea*B me "I was broke. It was the tim when deer-hunters was comln' In to make their camps just before the season opened. A lot of 'em allus stop at the Landln' to buy their grub. I hired out to four of 'em to pick out a good campin spot and to work up firewood for 'em. I took my rifle along 'cause I thought mebby I might knock a buck over." He paused and looked about and listened, and. then went on rapidly. "Well, I got 'em all right, up on Big Beaver. They was good lads and paid me well; they had a lot of booze and give me a bottle, and I started back on foot 'bout sundown for the Landln', and that's the last I know until mornln', when I woke up In Tod's. "He woke me up, see? He told me, then, that Cash'd been killed. He just said that: 'Cash was murdered last night.' And then he asked: 'Where was you, Jim?' He was pleasant enough but he had a look In his eyes he'd never had before and I want to tell you his grin went through nie like a knife! "I didn't know where I'd been, Young. I knew I'd been wanderln' round somewhere with a rifle. I knew I'd been awful dam' mad at Cash. I ... I just didn't know anything more than that!" HInkle strained to swallow, his breath quick and audible. "I lost what little head I had, I guess. I went down on my 'knees to him; I begged him to tell me where I'd been, how I come there. I was scared, I tell you! "He told me to brace < up. He didn't know where I'd been, he said. He'd found me wanderin' along the siding late in th' evenln'. "Nobody knows just when Cash was killed but, as West tells It, that was probably some little time afterward. He set there and figured It all out. The ground was froze hard as Iron; there wasn't any snow except In the timber. Whoever did the job left no sign, and If It wasn't told around that I'd been out alone, drunk, and with a loaded rifle, nobody'd suspect me. So he said he was always ready to go to the front for a friend, and framed up a story 'bout my playin' cribbage with him ... In his room, upstairs, where he had a stove." Kerry's mouth was a bit dry. The significance, the possible implications of this confession, put him In a fever. "I ain't no killer, Young! I never wanted to hurt a man, serious. I've figured and figured over this thing. It's most drove me crazy sometimes!' I was pret' sore at Cash but ... God, Young, I wouldn't 've killed him, sober; I wouldn't 've done it!" He ran an unsteady hand over his face. "And no one knows that you Young, with a host of ideas and theories and suspicions crowding his mind, wanted to be alone, now. "It's fine of you to act this way, Jim," lie said. "I'm not going to forget It. And don't you worry. I'm going to be here for . . . for quite a while, perhaps. Who knows what'll develop? About the best thing that you could have done for your own good was to tell someone just what you've told me tonight." "You won't whisper It?" "Not to a soul!" Hinkle drew a breath of relief. "Well, I'll be gone, then. I ... I'll see you again. And about RI- sle . . . God, Young, you'll never know!" CHAPTER VII! ]XJOW as Kerry Young walked on •"•^ alone through the fine rain, that mental snarl which Jim Hinkle's confession had occasioned straightened out into this simple fact: If Jim had not a lawyer-proof alibi to absolve him from suspicion in the Downer matter, then the whereabouts of Tod West on that fateful night were also open to speculation. Hinkle was no killer. Despite the man's misgivings of self, Kerry was convinced that, drunk or sober, he would will no serious harm to even his worst enemy. And last night, Ezra had said, the first piece of money from the Downer loot had made its appearance; had made Its appearance In a poker game In which Tod West sat cheating. He stood still, digesting these simple but perhaps astounding implications. If West had not played cribbage with Hinkle, he might have been anywhere that November evening. If West were In possession of the money for which Cash Downer had been murdered, that would be a fact to arouse the ofllclal Interest of a coroner's clerk, for certain. And, added to these, was this Item: that Tod West had been going armed for no one knew how long. (TO BE CONTINUED) Cocker Spaniel Popular The cocker spaniel Is considered one of the most popular bree'ds of dogs in the country as is demonstrated by the enormous entries of this breed in the dog shows held throughout the large cities. 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