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THE GIRL

GOLDEN

ŠTNorma! In the year 1919, Mary Robbins, owner of the Polica Baloon in Cloudy, Cali fornia, has visited Futhor Blon na in Monterey. At the Gov- arnor's Fiesta, she had mot, the bandit Ramerres, diagulsed as a young Lieutenant who had, Just The day before, held up her stage coach. Ramorres has plan- sad to rob the Police's anfa but on doovering that Mary is the eloner he changes his mind. Next evening he visits her at her mbin but is forood to hide whon Sheriff Ranoc, who lovos Mary, comes to the place. Ilaneo is there on a tip from Nisa, Ram- orrent formar sweetheart, It se then that Mary learns the Lou tenant's true identity. Deolaring hr hatred, she halpin Ramerros necupe bit fuat outaldo the door ho is shot. She nota him into the loft a moment before Ranco ro INA.

Copyright 1918 by Loew's Ing.

Chapter Eloven

The blood from the loft dripped faster and faster and as Ranca drew his gun and went to the fuel of the ladder, Mary screamed, "He's not there Jack, wwonr he len't. 1- 1

"Come down, Mister Ramerrez,“ Ranco called, Ignoring her, "And with both your hands up.”

"Jack," Mary pleaded frantically, "He can't do that. Ho'n wounded. And don't shoot, plesno don't shoot. Ho's unarmed."

Itamarrez had struggled part way down when the effect of his wounds began to tell on him. At the last rung, he fell forward collapsing in n leap on the floor. With a plural ery, Mary ran to him.

"Keep away from him. Girl" Rance warned. "He's stato property

Ho

was broathing heavily. I nevor figured on winning you with the cards, Girl*

She abruggou, "Maybo it wasn't the cards. Bocaune I wanted tor save his life don't mean I love hima does it? I'd do the same for a bleedin' dog who'd been bitten by wolves and came to my door." sho was making her last stand now. Sho would succeed or fall by it "Planso Jack, don't go throughin with talo, I can't bear to noo him strung up and II try to make you an awful good wife, it you don't." She watched him as he chowed on his cigar and studied hor. Was he listening? Wero hor words coming through? "I think maybe the reason I noyer changed - my mind beforo, about you and me, was because I always thought of you as a cold blooded Sheriff in- atead of a man I - I could marry.

"All right, Girl," His voice was clogged with some undefinabla emo- tion. "If that's the way you want it, that's how it's going to be." He looked down at Ramerrez who had moved slightly. "Mister Ramerrez, I'm going to tie you around your horse and let you go. But if your ilva through this and I over sco you again, I'll kill you."

Thon, no bonumbod, Mary watched Rance attend to the buss- hoss of mounting Ramarrez on his horen. For a long toiling moment sho looked after the animal as it moved down the slope, carry og to inert burden, Finally, with the Gerture of one drawing a curtain, aho closed the door and went again. to the arms of the man nhe bod promised to marry,

And just a few weeks inter, tho Palkn was filled with a noisy con- viviality, for this was the day of the wedding.

"Yep." Nick was saying to every one who came to the bar, "Bhoritt Rance and the Giri are leaving for Monterey today to get spileed, suro has been big doin's around bore.

"Please don't shoot! He's unarmed."

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to the bright colored parrots. Ther

that

a sound came to her cars sant her heart into her throat. That ainging voice. Sho'd hear it in her dreams, forover,

Swiftly, she walked to the door and opened it.

"Golden Hair!" Ramerrex criod and all in a rush had caught her up in his arma. Then ho held hor off. "What are you doing here?"

She couldn't have answered it i aho would, for in that instant, sho was near to bursting with a happi- ncos that she had given up as lost for all her lifa to come.

I never let you go again,” bo' was naying, his face close to bars, "never. I'm not Ramarrez any more, Golden Hair, I'm just ---

But with his words enmo a rast- Ization of his danger. Ranco had given his ultimatum that fearful night in hor cabin and she know that he would fulfill it. Recoiling from him, she almost zobbed, "You must go away! Don't ask me why, Jutro - before it's too lato,"

He claspod her fiercely. "Too late, Golden Hair? Is it too Into whom I'm willing to undo everything I've dono, and wait the rest of my lito

It was late in the afternoon and for your forgiveness?" the mission bella ero ringing as Father Blenan paced the open patlamadness of his kiss. Thon nhọ For a brief space she tasted the walling for the wedding couple. He reached up and clasped his head had his doubts about tila marriage between her hands. "Don't you un between the stern, domineering derstand what I'm trying to tolt Jack Ranco and the lovely young you? Jack in here. We're going to Mary Robbins but he deemed it be married today" winer to keep them to himself.

"Married? To Jack Ranco?” Ha

His old Indian corvant appeared was quivering with the shock. Then in the doorway. "Um. Father Blennie Jaw tightened. "I won't let you, nn, man wait in rooma.

Golden Hair. You're mine and 7′31 toll that to him and to the whole woria."

My

"Who is it, Long Face?" "Him say you know.” The Padro sturted in, "Oh, it's the bridal couple." But as he stop ped through the door he looked at the tall young stronger inquiringly, Welcome, good sir. What may 1 do for you?

Ramerrez took a besitant step forward. Now that he was here he

Padro

Her anguish was a beating ham- mer in her bond. "But he mustn't meet you. Because he told me that if he over saw you again. ho'd kill you. He said that, I tell you"

A strange calmness camo ovez Ramorrez. "Very well," he said. "In that caso I'll die in your arms.”

"He knew I couldn's help loving you."

1988,

by Paul

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from now on." Then, kneeling bo- side the unconscious inan, he quick- ly made bandages to stop bla pria- oner's wounds. "Well Mister Ram- orres, I'm goin' to keep you alive because we're goin' to have a little hangin' party tonight and you're the guest of honor."

"Jack" The cry seemed to rip her throat open. "You've got to lis- ton. Ho didn't rub mo and he didn't hurt mo none.”

Nobody's money is any good today. Tho dřinka je on Jack Rance.""

In the mall room that was used

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an an office, Mary Eat with Ala- bama, waiting for the singeconch

"If you don't mind, Miss Mary.*** Alabama maying hesitantly. "I'll morts tell you goodbye hero.* Mary touched his arm and as shộ loolcod at him only her lips emiled. "What's the matter, Alabama? You act like you was sover going to "Girl," Ranco sald, going to her peo me again. I'm just going to angelly, "I would have gambled my Monterey." When he didn't answer, Ilfe that you'd be the Inst one in she sald gently, "Alabama, you the work to oven try to help af aren't Jealous of Jack, are you?" rat like him,"

She had always known that Ala bama was in love with her in him own awkward way."

One word struck into her con- sciousness, Gamble. Carda. "Jack, sho sald foverishly, "you don't want to gamble now, do you?"

"What do you mean?" "Just what I say. We've been cuttin' the cards for 'most every thin' since we've known each other so I thought maybe you'd be willin' to play a little draw poker for him." "Guess you're forgettin' I'm the Sheriff," Kance said, oyeing her narrowly.

"Woll, she throw up her hend recklesly, "two bands out of three will get me. If you win you get him and me. It iwia you don't got either of un,"

"No'm, I'm not fealous of him-- no more." Ilo shuffled his feet. "It ain't that, Miss Mary. It's just tho thought of seein' you married to Sheriff Jack when I know you're thinkin' about Oh shucka, Mias Mary, I'm gettin' all mixed up-*

The door opened and Ranco walked into the room. "Hello Ala- bama. Well Girl, happy about go- ing to Monterey?"

"Of course," she said, too quickly. He nodded, in a pleased sort of way, "I sorta thought you'd like the Iden of the Padro marryćeg us,”

He drew her to the door. "The boys are all sort of waitin' for you to give them a goodbye speech."

There was a leng pauso. Then he gave her his answer. Taking a pack of cards from his pocket he throw them to the table. "Shuffle She tried to laugh as she faced thom up. Girl"

the eheory amilon of the mon. "You With trembling fingers, Mary ran boys know I can't make a speech--- through the cards, face up. It was except when I'm mnd." Hor volco now or never and her decision must | shook. "And if I was to try and foll be made quickly. She placed the you goodbyo I'd bust right down. deck on the table. "Cut for deal," Maybe"-- maybe I'll just sing for

"What do you sos in him, Girl?" you." Nance Buked and jpoked at bla hanıl, "Pair of sixes.

"What do you doɑ in mo?" She folded her hand. You're ligh." Then a moment later, "What have you got?"

"Two pairs, eights up."

She turned up her band. "Three tons." The room was like an oven. She touched a handkerchief to ber damp forehead.

The "Protcnsor" was already at tho plano. "Liebestraum'?"" ha asked, "or the song been hum→ min, overy day Intolyr

"The song Ive been hummin"." Her Ups opened and the melody rose hauntingly in the crowded room.

"Shadows -

Shadows on the Moon -- ** But as the notes came from ber That's one hand cach," Tance throat a deep, wrenching despair sald. "Say, what are you tryin' to toro at hor, rose in her bronst, and do, Girl? Shuffle the spots off those cards?"

There were two round circles of scarlet, high on her cheekbonen. "Pick your cards. What have you gott

Ho hold up the hand triumphant- ly. "A straight to the Jack. I win, Girl."

Slowly, sho Inid ber hand fooo up on the table.

the next moment bad shut off the song, Shọ turned her back, har handkerchief to her eyon, Thon sho folt Jack's arm around her.

"Look Girl," he was saying wor riedy, "If all this is too sudden for you I don't mind waitin' a while longer.”

With a mighty effort, she pulled harself together. She had made the bargain. Now it was up to her to stick to it, “No Jank, it isn't that. I guess the excitement got me a littlo. I'm all right now

Cleaving the air, came Lem'a shout, "Blage coacht Stage coach! All aboard," folks."

His face wont nahen na ha look- od. Three aces and a pair of qudons. All right diel, you win."

and Quickly, sho jumped up brought some liquor to Ramerroz, trying to force the flory fuld be twoon his lips. Rance had lighted a

There was a great bustle and cigar and was staring malignantly hurry and a moment later, Mary 'nt the cards. Buddenly, he started. found herself wonted in the coach Ploking up the dock, he rubbed his with her prospective bridegroom. finger along the edge. "Thumb Looking straight ahead, sho did not nailed?" he ground out. Then he dare think, see or hear. Thin was Jumped up and swung her around. hor wedding day. She was going to "You oboated! You' of all people, be marrleed — to a man she did shenied. If you were a man," his «pt love..

hands clenched, "Ta kill you and

if I didn't love you the way I do,

Wearly, almost, resignedly now, who wank into a chair. “Aff right, Jack," she said dully, "I obbatod. So you won. But if you got ma, you don't want him too, do you?”

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hardly know what to my. All the; phrases ho had prepared, were Zown from bla mlád às bo' looked at this peaceful sarano old renn who

"Plonso go," she implored. "Floase, pleasa — for me."

“Put 'em up, Mister Ramorrez!“ Ramarrez arms rose and ha tum-

se plercingly brought back memosed to faco Jack Rance, whats gun ries of bia childhood. “Father Sion-| was levelled on him. na, don't you remember me?"

The

"If I was Sheriff of this county," atared helplessly. Ranco sald in a deadly voice, “I'd *Time has played havoo with my shoot you down like a dog. But eyes, my friend. I'm afraid I don't being that I'm not, I'm going to recognize you."

give you an even break for your

fo."

Ramerrez amilod. Time has changed me too, father, When you Just saw mo I war but a boy and you were living on the other side; of the mountaina.

"Oh yes," tho Padro nodded, prod-| ding bla memory, "that was some years ago."

"Do you remember the boy nam- ed Gringo!"

The old Father was on his feet. "I've never forgotten him. So you arn Gringo?"

"Yos Father."

"I'm not armed," Ramerrez sald remotely.

Tipping his second gun from bla belt Rance tossed it to him. "From where we're standing you're start- ing around the church from the right. I'm going around from the left. When we meet-"

Unheeded tears poured down Mary's checks. "Walt a minuta Jack, you can't do this. When I told you in the cabin that I didn't love him I Hodt I loved him so much I "Welcome my son." He said vary was willing to cheat for his life, alowly, "I've been hoping you'd That's all that mattered then and come back for much a long time." that's all that maitora now. If any

"But Father," Ramerrez said thing happens to him," her volen Jerkily, "I'm not. Gringo now. I'm broke, "Jack, I can't go on, I just Ramerrez, the bandit"

can't-

Not a shade marred the placid beauty of the old face, "You are still welcome, my son.”

..

With no chango of expression Rance turned to the man before him. "Get going, Ramerrez, And Ramerrez bowed his head and you'd better be quick on the draw." latened to the rustle of the leaves "No, no," Mary cried as they outside Thank you." Than he started off. "You can't do this, looked up. "Father, you once gave Jack. I hate you forever if you me a lo silver medal. It didn't do." Finging her arms around mean much to me at the time but Ramerrez she said bysterically, I'd like the right to wear it again." "And you must go away. I gave The Padre said quietly, "You've him my word I'd marry bim if ha nover really lost that right, my let you go free — and you are free. non. That is why you are standing Now go. I never want to see you before me now. fila voice gather again? ed volume. "It in Gringo who comes back, not Ramerrez. And Gringo can build up what Hamerrez has torn down"

Thank you."

That's what!

I wanted you to

Long Face appeared in the door way again. "Thoy come." Ho point ed to the chapel. "They are bare, Inside."

"Are you randy. Ramerrez?” Ranco barked,

"When you are, SheriEL” "Let's go."

And than they had actually started.

Moaning quietly, Mary put hor load in her hands, "Father Sienna. Father Sienna, they've gone. They're going to try to kill each other and It's all on account of me. Can't you stop them? Can't you pray? Can't you ask God to help us?”

The Paire spoke to Ramerrez earnestly. "Will you lunch with me Gringo? I really want to talk with you but right now I have a mar The old Father's voice was trom- riage to perform. Will you wait for bling, "I am praying for you, my me?"

child." "Yo Father, I'R welt. Gladly," Sinking to her knees, sobbing, Walking over the paved court- Mary began to pray with him. Fler yard, Father Sionns entered the oardrums seemed to burst no sho little church whore the couple waited for those fateful sounds. Ono awaited him, “Well," he said, smii- minute passed, two, three. Then Ing and bolding out his hands in thoro wars footstops on the gravel- wolcome to Mary and Ranco, "his fod walk. Loolting up, sho saw seems to be a day for old friends." | Ramerror. Her legs could barely He turned to Mary warmly. “I'm take her the few stops to meet him. glad to see you my child." Thon, "What happened? Wo didn't hear addressing Ranco, "And so you're any shots ~* the happy bridegroom?" "Very happy, Father."

The Padre looked marchingly at Mary. "Are you happy, child TM*

Looking oddly daząd. Ramorrez aald, no his aeris wont around her, "He didn't moet me. I walked clear around the church but he wasn't thoro."

Hor gallant smile disavowed hor

Mary raised her eyes to the sky nching heart, "Yes, Father."

and saw many things -- a now life, "You'll forgive an okl man," the new hopen and a love that would Padrn palit to Rance, "but you see be fresher and greonor with every I've known Mary sines sho first year that pamod. came to California. Har happiness "Poor Jack," she whispored, "I means a lot to me. Now If Mary guns maybe he realized I just will excuse as I would like to have couldn't help loving you, after all." you step into the study and sign the registry" HEI# faded wyow twink- Ramerraz sald humbly, "Maybo fod. "And I might tell you a few to knew too, that a man, Novar things about Mary that you don't loved a woman a T' love you all

my life, Colden. Hair,”

know."

She called back with abmont- Then, arm in arin, they entered minded good humor, "I'm afraid he the little Chapel to give thanks to knows too much now”. Moving to One who had madali all come true. the palio she began talking“ sõftly |

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DR. ROBERT ELMER, a former archery champion, played what Is believed to be the first game of archery-Tolf ever played in the United States, and perhaps in the world, in 1910, at the Saint David's Golf Club, near Wayne, Pa. His opponent was the club golf champion..F. J. Wendell. The match was halved.

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