The Long Chance
measure to the fact that it is a division terminal, and at all division terminals train crews must reckon with that element
normal ambition, and promptly "turns a trick." Occasionally there is an objection on the part of the "trickee" and somebody gets killed. Naturally enough, it follows that the sound of pistol shots is frequently heard in the land, and since
the whistling of the "zephyr" he heard the muffled reports of three pistol shots. One "Borax" O'Rourke, a "mule-skinner" fro
ed. "Tramps fightin' with a railroad
top of his man. They all carry little short bulldog guns, an' I never did see one o' them
ound of another shot
age with conviction. "Them first thr
f six shots, following so quickly upon each
d "Borax" O'Rourke. "
"It's all off with the hobo" he continued. "I know the man that's using that automatic, and he
man on horseback doin' chasin' hobos across a web of railroad tracks,
f the saloon porch. Borax followed, and the two raced down the street at top speed-which, in the case o
leaps across the maze of railroad tracks, and in a shower of flying cinders brought him up, almost sitting, in the little foot-path between two lines of track. Almost under Friar Tuck's front feet, D
lants went down, shot through their respective legs-which remarkable coincidence was not a coincidence at all, but merely a touch of
im. He swung his horse a little, leaned outward and downward, and with a sweep of his strong left arm he lifted her off the ground and set her in front o
Then, seeming to summon every atom of grit and strength he possessed, he whirled his horse
ched to keep back the blood that welled from
orse, reeling in the saddle, and emptied his gun into the squirmi
he was not so badly frightened now, but rather awed by the silence, Donna was desert-bred, and in all her life she had never fainted. For a girl she was remarkably free from "nerves," and she had lived too long in San Pasqual to faint now at sight of the three still figures huddled between the ties, even had she seen them; which, she had not. All that Donna saw was a roan range pony,
rhaps, her acquired instinct for salving hats for the men of her little world, Donna stooped, slapped the pony's leg to make him release the hat
brave-like a man. You came back. I'd
woman that belonged to him, the mate for whom he had been destined when the world was first created. There are in this world personalities so finely attuned to each other that mere words are unnecessary to express the feelings of each for the other when first they
h inhibition and introspection, she was different from most women. She had grown to rely on herself, to trust her own judgment and to bank on first impressions. As she faced Bob McGraw now, her first impression was that he was telling her with his eyes that he loved her, that he had ridden in behind this string of box-cars
iped the blood from hi
w smiled
ispered, "and few wome
Dream Man and I've waited so long for you and dreamed of you
f her hair blew across his face-he smelled its perfume; the intoxication of her glorious personality caused him to marvel and doubt his own waning sense of the reality of things. He leaned toward her hungrily and lapsed into unconsciousness, while his big limp body commenced to slid
lady, what's happened
a man have been ki
who's that fel
ave no time to answer questions. Please remove that
e kind, flabbergasted Borax to such an extent that he commenced to swear very fluently, without for
y P. wasted no time caterin
ered. "We'll put him on the velociped
o me. Place him on the velocip
e Hat
can care for him
Miss D
form and tie his legs to the reach. Then stand behind him to work the l
zed the big gambler. Without further ado
store and tell Doc Taylor what's happened. I'll
d of his gory burden on the limited accommodations of the track velocipede, seized the levers
ood for a moment,
" he muttered. "Damned if she wasn't kiss
uch was his perturbation that he sought to h
as the doctor
etorted
emergency grip and departed on the run for the Hat Ra
re, since he was a vulgarian and a numbskull, he
ler" he concluded. "Why, I'd down a hobo every mornin' before breakf
ble with a request, for volunteers to help him remove the "remainders" that were litter
he simple process of dropping the reins over his head, and hurried into the house to prepare her mother's old room for the reception of the wounded man. Bob McGraw was very l
kitchen. She had already ordered Soft Wind to light a fire in the range and heat some water, and when presently the gambler
Doctor Taylor eme
town to close the drug store and get a few things I may need, but I'l
he l
y; yet Harley P., watching her over the doctor's shoulder, guessed the stress of emotion under
from wounds in more vital parts, but a .45-caliber bullet did the trick to our young friend, and a .45 tears quite a hole. He's big and
ot die!" s
he said. "But he'll need a trained nurse and th
at the conclusion that Donna needed a great deal of comforting at that
ennage?" the doctor
drily, "This young feller wouldn't feel that he was gettin' any joy out o' life if he didn't tac
e door and looked down the long patio to where a small white
a nurse" the doc
phone to Bakersfield, or Los Ange
afford the expense. Hennage f
to the financial side of
ed from his surv
squal. You've stayed too long already. You're gettin' the San
e to put up twenty-five a
, Doc. If you know all the things I put up with-thanks, D
business, Miss Donna, soon learns that mighty few men-an' women, too-will stand the acid. That young feller inside (he jerked a fat thumb over his shoulder) will stand it. I
ushed fu
tell, will yo
Rourke will. Why did you kiss him? I ain't one o' t
ds. "I kissed him because-because-I thought he was dying-and he was the f
as a man an' worth the
she marveled inwardly that she should feel such relief a
murmured a little wistfully. "If she only had! But of cours
onna sobbed; "he's one
d until his three gold teeth
"go in and kiss him again! He needs you worse than
g fun of me"
where there's happiness? Why, if that young feller goes to w
him, do
uld sa
s
he nicest ki
old i
ty-ei
as thou
ages, don't you t
n. "What is his bu
to a minin' camp one day an' tried bustin' a faro bank. Failed agin. I'm responsible for that failure, though. The next I see of him is a year later, in McKittrick, where he's runnin' a real estate office an' dealin' in oil lands. But somehow there never was no oil on none o' the land that Bob tied up, so he got plumb disgusted an' quit. He was thinkin' o' tourin' the country
s present p
spector o'
g. He's not
I can pr
ntil they're close to forty. I could name yo
t's got him. Generally it don't get 'em so young, but once in a while it does, An' of all the Desert Rats that
d herself a ve
hey do" she
und what they're lookin' for. However, we'll wait
ove
ll wait here until Doc gets back. I ain't one of the presumin' kind, but I think I'd better stay. An' you-I think you'd better
ed her d
for the sight o' a good woman with grit, we thank Thee some more. Great gr
s loud, stertorous breathing, coupled with the ghastly exhaust of air through the hole on his breast, testified to the seriousness of
Donna very wonderingly. Then his glance wandered aroun
whispered, "and my sp
and placed two cool
rned him, "and you mustn't speak or
red-low-and he-got me
nd your hat-why, I guess I forgot to bring your hat with me. But don't worry about it. I'm Donna
e-girl-that
ered him. His lean brown hand stole confidingly into hers-for a long t
tful entreaty in his brown eyes. She lowered her head until her ch
d. "I love you, and my name is Bo
smoothed the wavy auburn hair back from his forehead. "Go to sleep" she c
, although in reality it was less than five minutes, she tried to induce a clever counterfeit of sleep, but unable longer to deprive herself of another look at her
she had been guilty of a monstrous breach of convention, an unprecedented, unmaidenly action. She felt like crying now, with the thought that she
re unusual, too. There seems to be-perfect-understanding, and between a-man and a woman t
gain to
ame. Li
nd dropped off to sl