Adventure Magazine Cover — page 61: what you’re looking at

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60 ‘An’ what made yuh think that, yuh liar? ‘Tell me or I'll croak yuh.” “Because uh my gun— Ow! killin’ me——” “Yuh shot at me, crook!” Drixley still held him by the throat, and not even the round-faced man made any move to interfere. “Shot at me 2 You’re you dod-blasted Adventure “Yeh, I shot at yuh—an’—an’ I thought yuh was dead, Jack. Yuh done me enough harm—lemme go! I been hidin’ ever since, an’ I—TI read in the paper yuh was picked up—an’ I been waitin’ to make sure.” “TI wouldn’t be surprized by nothin’,” said the captain of the Sussex Bride. ‘Not even if it was to rain rubies—not even if we were to get a charter for home.” cOcHI SE 4y Frederick R.Bechdolt Author of ‘‘John Slaughter’s Way,’ “One Against Many.” NOTE—As you know, we seldom break our habit of printing fiction stories only: You prefer fiction on the whole, and in our magazine’s field it is particularly dif- ficult to insure an article’s being absolutely true to fact. Occasionally we have ventured an exception, without at all abandoning the rule. We do so in the case of this series of articles on prominent figures in the development of the West, be- lieving that the author’s standing is sufficient guarantee of trueness to essential fact and that your long displayed interest in our country’s early history is suf- ‘ ' ficient warrant.—A. S. H. m )ARKNESS had settled down upon the wide mesquite flat, ® smoothing off all irregularities, A hiding outlines until the tallest thickets were but deeper shadows merging into the lesser shades of the open places. Only one object showed, a Sibley tent glow- ing from the light within. Under the flaming yellow stars it stood out, luminous, marking the exact’ center of an enormous circle: a circle roofed by the radiantly flecked heavens, bounded by mountains which rose against the sky-line, abrupt as a wall, black as ink. In the dif- ferent segments of this far-flung ring the peaks of the Chiracahuas, the Grahams, the Dragoons and the Galiuros betrayed their ranges by varying outlines. But to the eye they all formed portions of one huge circumference, whose center was a glowing point, the Sibley tent. On the translucent walls of canvas there eommicoool Sse)