Argosy All-Story Weekly, October 6, 1923 — page 19: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

CHAPTER : A GIRL UNAFRAID. transformation of that notorious stage stop which only a few years before : had flaunted its glorious aspect of the old and vitally romantic Arizona. The group of unpainted shacks in a “scene of mesas, deserts and sparkling thin air still retained the vigorous intense drama of the lost era. It drew for its existence upon the same resources. — — _9un- “up was in ‘fie center of a mining and stock raising country. A stage connected with the Quartzite placer mines, orchards and vineyards; to the north the trading Pets ‘Salome, centralized a community of Sis RED HAYDEN was astounded at ae S01 desert canons and nines—the Harcua oS gold mine, the Glory. Hole of sudden and violent fame. To the south ii ina country | of bleached grass, giant cactus cattle outfits evoked the elemental anes van-— ishing years. =: Fred Hayden rattled into town in-a run-— about. He apologized for the cheap- — car; it was the only machine he said which, with the use of chicken wit in the sand, could traverse the road hetw een Sun-up and the Santa Fe junction. He observed a semblance of the eld days; — = = ‘the unpainted dance halls, the broad, glar- — ing street relieved of a monotone of brown dust by the zigzag red and yellow of a blan-— = pinto at a ‘tethering pos ost, ‘and @ a a lterer ly 7 co! comicbooks