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THE day that Sandhole turned out to Then he slowly lowered them.
THE day retiring Sheriff Amos body seemed to sag.
His
An indescribable
Blair, the sheriff's son, Milt, killed a sadness came into his eyes. man, Red Saladine brought Amos the
He turned and with dragging steps news. Milt, Red said, had been drink-
was coming to ing, and when Joe Howe came into the went back into the cabin. It was as Paradise Saloon, Milt accused him of he had feared. Milt stealing his girl. Joe took exceptions, him for sanctity, Milt knew he would to step be at the hideout. He lacked the cour- He had and Invited the Sheriff's son outside. Milt drew his gun and shot age to face the thing alone.
no scruples about the disgrace he would Joe in the back.
bring upon his father. And because Amos remembered the dying lookin the eyes of Milt's mother he knew that he could not turn the boy away.
Amos listened to the story and the muscles in his neck grew taut and his thin lips pressed themselves together. He turned abruptly and strode away.
He stood for a moment, a beaten old Late that night Former Sheriff Blair man, bitter, unhappy. Then abruptly he and straightened his reached his ranch. He went inside and lifted his head took down the brace of six-shooters figure and one hand stole toward the with the worn walnut handles and buc- gun that remained in its holster. kled them about his waist.
A quarter mile below on the_trail from the desert Young Outside, he roped a fresh mount, and that fed up
The headed into the hills. As he rode Milt Blair heard the muffled report of
He the gun and drew up suddenly." Amos thought of his son Milt.` thought of the day Milt's mother had terror that had dwelt in his eyes dur- died and the oath he had taken to care ing the past hour was replaced by cur- for the boy and rear him according to iosity, then a new and strange fear.
By Karl Grayson
the code that was the only creed men Without looking back again he urged. respected in this wild and untamed his fatigued mount to a faster gait. land. A code of courage and honesty
Entering the cabin, Young. Milt saw and square shooting.
first the gun on the table. The he saw He had watched the boy develop, and his father's still figure sprawled across he was proud, for Milt had his mother's the floor.
He stood for a minute without mov- gentleness, and rigid senge of justice on which his father had always prided ing, and in that moment he heard his himself.
father's voice as though the old
man
him the code of the desert.
"Courage, son. Courage is the basic law."
Early in the boy's career Amos had still lived and were once more teaching taught his son the way of the desert. He had taught him to shoot straight and quick, to respect the laws of na- ture and the laws of man.
Young Milt wet his lips. His eyes moved slowly toward the table where He had taught the boy all he knew. lay the second gun. Outside he heard He had blinded himself to possible the distant, triumphant shouts of men. weaknesses in the lad's character. Yet His body grew straight, and a light down deep in his heart he knew that came into his eyes that was similar to all the teaching and all the advice and that which had dwelt in the eyes of help would be of little avail if the his father. With firm step he moved boy's character was not composed of toward the table where lay the second the stuff which makes desert men... gun with the smooth-worn walnut han-
dle.
The old man sighed heavily.. ile And so when the now sheriff and his roused himself and saw that dawn posse arrived they found that, after all, was streaking the eastern horizon. The they had misjudged the character of hilla were not far away?
the sheriff's son.
(Copyright, 1938, By The Associated Newspapers).
The sun had flung its first shafts of orange flame across the floor of the de- sert when Amos found a beaten trail and started' upward." An hour later he dismounted before a log hut, turned loose his horse and went inside. The room was comfortably furnished with crude appointments. The old man and his son had come here often to hunt and fish and talk and plan for the fu- ture: None but they knew of the hide- out's existence. It was their secret, a refuge to which both escaped when the cares of the life they lived down be- low lay heavy.
Amos moved about mechanically. He put coffee on to boil and opened a can of fruit. When he had eaten and drunk his coffee he took out both his guns again and planned the action. Then he laid one on the table, took down a pair of binoculars from the mantlepiece and went, outside.
At regular intervals during the next hour he studied, the country below. Hope was smoldering in him when suddenly speck moved across the en- Jarged vision. The old man's body be- came rigid. He kept the binoculars gined to his eyes for, fifteen minutes,
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