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Hie same to you. .. and many of emThree-flavored fun :f; from Mars' sunlitkitchensthe best-liked chocolate-coveredcandy bar in all the world . . . Milky Way.

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faj RogersKING OF THECOWBOYS

I RECKON HE'S STILL AfiOUND, ROYTHESE BIGHORN SHEEP HAVENT BEEN'HUNTED- -EXCEPT MAYBE ONCE ORTWICE BY "SKUNK EYE," OR PERHAPSSOME OTHER OUTLAW IN THIS BACK*" OF BEYOND!


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NO SLIM, YOU WON'T CHANGE MY MIND! YOU VE GIVENME A SWELL HUNTING TRIP. . .1 WONT HAVE A THING TODO WITH YOUR MINE, BUT TO NAME IT-- -THEBIGHORN LODE!


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BUT HE WOULDNT DARESTAKE A CLAIM TO it-OR RECORD IT ANYWHERE,ROY! AND BEFORE HECOULD GET ANYBODY ELSETO JUMP MY CLAIM, tU.BE BACK HERE WITH ,BARTON HALL! ,

...AND THIS 1* BERYL'..FATHER, BARTON HALL!HE WANTS A LOOK ATTHE BIGHORN LODE,ROY

SORRY, MR. HALL! THESHERIFF'S AWAY, AND I DONTFEEL I OUGHT TO LEAVETHE OFFICE..I MIGHT GETUP TO THE LOCATION TOMOR-ROW, IF YOU'RE STAYINGTHAT LONG,


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MEANWHILE, AT BIGHORN SPRING, MR.HALL HAS SEEN THE TUNGSTEN LODE ANDIS ABOUT TO CONCLUDE A BUSINESSARRANGEMENT WITH SLIM.

FOR A GOLD MINE! 1 MAVEN'TACTUALLY DISCOVERED IT YET,BUT YOU'RE GOIN' TO BUY IT NOW,OR ELSE---! YOU THREECAN COME UP HERE, NOW BUTLEAVE YOUR WEAPONS, IF ANY,BEHIND YOU, SEE

LISTEN, -YOU BUTTINSKY! MAYBEI'D LIKE TO PUT A SLUG THROUGHYOU BUT I DON'T AIM TO GETA MURDER CHARGE HUNG ON MEIF IT CAN BE AVOIDED! AND TOPROVE MY GOOD INTENTIONS


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OKAY! TAKE A LOOK DOWN THAT OLD MINE SHAFT I ITISNT MUCH MOREN A PROSPECT HOLE--- 'BOUT,TWENTY FEET DEEP.

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iVE GOT GRUB AND WATER CACHEDDOWN THERE- --ENOUGH TO LASTYOU THREE FOR A WEEK, IF YOU'RECAREFUL! THAT WEEK WILL GIVE METIME TO CASH YOUR CHECK ANlj rFADE. ,


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BUT, REMEMBER THE, GREASE BALL- - -NONE OPUS LOOK 'ZACKLY LIKE PILLARS Of SOCIETY,AND THE BIGGER THE CHECK WE TRY TO PASS,THE MORE SUSPICIOUS THE BANK WILL BE OF,US! REMEMBER THAT! ,


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ah nam trmt MmTO/RE SURE WO ABE STILLm SUM'S TRAIL, BULLET?WHY WOULD HE GO HBBHSTON-..THE VfUHOr


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THE BOYS HAVE VOTEDTHAT IT'S BEST FDR YOUALL TO GET KILLED FALLINGOVER A CLIFF! NO BULLETHOLES! AND WE CAN TAKETHE ROPES OFF YOUR . MWRISTS- - -AFTERWARDSff


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--A FOUR-FOOTEDSHADOW DROPS THECOILED RonCARRYING AND DODGESBEHIND A BUSH.


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A "NORTHER" HAS SEEN SWEEPING THE"SADDLE" COUNTRY WITH SNOW ANDBATTERING WIND5...LATE IN THE DAY, TWOSTRANGERS RIDE INTO PRONGHORNMAIN STREET, AND STOP.


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NAWJ THEY'LL SLEEP TILLWE'RE OUT OF TOWN---ANDTHE SNOW WILL COVER OURTRACKS, PRONTO!

HARD CASES!JUST RODE INTO 1 ONE'S GOT A

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ROY! YOUU. NEVER B ABLE \ TWO MINUTES FROMTO TRACK EM IN THIS \ NOW I'LL BE RIDING'STORM' FIVE MINUTES W SO LONG! ILL CATCHFROM NOW THEIR TRACKS H 'EM, ON TRIGGER-- 'WILL BE FILLED FULL--- '


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BUT WE'VE LOST SK3HT OF THOSE OWLHOOTS?IT WILL BE PURE LUCK IF WE CAN KEEP re^THEIR TRAIL WITH THE SNOW ^ r*VBLOWING HARDER


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YEAH I HES OUT ON THE RANGEWITH ABROKEN LEG AND A BULLET IN HIS BRAIN:NOT THAT IT'D MATTER TO A MTTLEMEN SSHERIFF 1 IVE GOT SOME COWS. OUT THERElYOU CAN FILL A COUPLE OF FEEDBAGS WITH HAY, IF YOU WANTin AND BED DOWN IN MY ATTICI'D DO THAT MUCH FOR A -TWO-LEGGED SKUNK!

ONE ROOM DOWN THERE-FOR SANDERS AND HISWIFE AND LITTLE DAUGH-TER! AND NOT MUCHCOVER- --ON A NIGHT-LIKE THIS! NO WONDERHE'S GOT A GRUDGEAGAINST THE WORLD

THAT NIGHTTOO COLD TOSLEEP MUCHROY DOESSOME THINKING


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WOWf 1 RECKON HE'LLGOOD NOW, ROY ! PA'SGOT THE OTHER ONE!8E 1 / THEN--- &MJ f 111 JUST---J ' yV'

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THEY^RE THE ONES! HERE IS M1LT5 STACK OFTWENTIES* AND THOSE TWO FACES FIT ACOUPLE OF WANTED DODGERS IN THE SHER-IFF^ OFFICE! FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARSREWARD ON EACH OftM.


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HOLD ON, BINS'SETTER LET MERIDE OUT TODERBY'S alone!IF YOU RE RIGHTABOUT THECOMANCHES,THERE WILL BEOTHER REPORTS-.


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HELLO. DEPUTY. I SONTOUR DUST! CHASINGCOW THIEVES


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f QUIET, BOY! I SEE THEM NOT/--- STEAL-ING UP THE GULCH LIKE SHADOWS!THEY'VE LEFT THEIRHORSES SOMEWHERE... --..-*/&*&

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WESTERN PRINTINGGary Train looked down through the win-

dow of the passenger plane at the sunburnedrocks of the Funeral Rangeond wonderedat their naked ugliness. Now the heat-torturedfloor of Death Valley unrolled belowwiththe plane's shadow on it, like a flitting ghost,Ahead loomed the barren folds ond ridges ofthe Panamints. But in a moment, thought Gary,these would pass, ond green slopes wouldroll on toward the Pacifictoward Los An-geles, where his Dad would meet him. Momwould be there, too-or perhaps waiting attheir new home. . . .

"But I'm glad I stayed East to finish theschool term," Gary mused. "After the holi-days"A sudden dip of the plane broke his reverie.

A puff of smoke slipped post the window.Another lurch, and

"Safety belts!" The voice of the stewardesscut through the startled murmur of passengers."Fasten your beltsemergency landing! Don'tbe alarmed"

Gary's fingers obeyed automatically. Beinga boy who always thought things out, he hadpracticed doing thot, in his mind just in CASEof an emergency. Other passengers weremuch slower, or loo scared to do any-thing. . . .

The nose of the plane came up a bit, andthen-A stunning, splintering shock! And another

and anotherGary shook some of the fog out of his head,and looked out upon bore rocksthrough the

broken side of the fuselage. He felt as If ogiant hand had shaken and bruised him. Buthe was alive!

So were others. Alive enough to makenoises, anyhowtight moans and brokenwhimperings some words of prayer!

"Gary! You're not hurt? Help me"It was Dora Kent, the stewardess, who

spoke. She was trying to get her feet underher, though one arm and shoulder hunglimp.

"Help me, Gary! We have to gettheseinjured peopleout! Before there's a fire!"Gary unfastened his belt and helped Dora

to stand in the tilted aisle. She couldn't domuch herself, but she gave him directions.How to grasp ond pull some passenger whosebones might be broken . . . How to stopa bleeding cul . . . Which ones to drag out-side first! Gary was strong for his thirteenyearsond the need for it made him stillstronger. Soon all the living were out of thebroken plane-

There was, luckily, no fire. That is, no ac-tual flames. But the desert sun at midday waslike a white-hot furnace hanging in the sky.It made the rocks too hot to touch. It madeone thirstydreadfully thirsty! Especially theinjured folks!


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I "Gary," said Dora, as they huddled in theI scanty shadow of the tail assembly"Gory,I you've done a MAN'S job! I'm proud of you!

But none of our lives are saved yet. The enginewhich caught fire in the air was torn away

i when we struck, There's no column of smoke-thank Heaven! But that means, no oneknows we crashed! No one will come forus! Unless-""-unless I go for help? That's so, Dora!

I'm the only one who isn't too hurt to walk!All right-"Gary stood upfeeling for the first time

the pain of his wrenched and bruised muscles.And the fierce heat of the sun on his hatiess

"Find a hatand wear it, Gary!" the girltold him. "And you'd better take the pilot'spistol. You might get near enough some placeto signal with it. 1 can't give you any waterthe injured need what little is left in thetank . . So long, and-WE'RE COUNTINGON YOU, GARY!"

It was hours later when Gary Train sawthe coyote. Just how many hours the sunhad been burning down on him, he couldonly guess. It was long enough to dry histongue and blur his eyesight. He had sunkdown in the shade of a rock to rest, with thepilot's pistol on his knees, . . ,The coyote popped silently out of a gull/

-with a ripe peach in its mouth. It couldn'tbe realbut Gary took aim and fired. Andmissed! The coyote took off, but HE DROPPEDTHE PEACH!

It was a real peach, a juicy, delicious peach.Gory ate the skin, too, and sucked the stone.Refreshed, he could think more clearly. Onebig fact stood out: The peach MUST havecome from nearby! And peaches do not growwild in a desert!

Gary dropped into the gully. He followedit down lo a small canyon. And there was atrail! Gary was almost running now. Herounded a bendand there, below him,lay a tiny canyon 'farm! A fruit orchard-green grassa house and corral!

The Indian who owned the tiny fruit ranchmet him at the doorwith a smile and a dip-per of cool water! Soon Gary was blurtingout the story of the plane crashbetween sipsof cold goat's milk. When he had ended, theIndian led him to the corral.

"I have three horses," he told Gory. "Youwill take one ride to the Ranger Station, tenmiles down the rood. I will take water andblankets and food on a pack horse lo theplane. Will follow your back track!"

He paused, catch-rope in hand, at the cor-ral's gate."How you find my place?" he asked Gary."A coyote had stolen a peach," the boy

answered. "1 saw himshot at him -got the-peach . . . Ther 1 went looking for thetree!"A rare smile c eased the Indian's leather-

brown features."You make good in desert," he declared.

"Like Injun! Like old-time pioneers!"


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NMMMf THIS HCkt TAIL. WAlSWINGING BEHIND A UVE COW,ONLY YESTERDAY* THAT MEANSTHE BEEF RUtUEfiS HAVfSTARTED OPERATiNO AOAMON THIS RAN8EWILL HAVE TOATRAPRMt

"--ADOPTED ME BY THE SIMPLE TRICK OFWAGGING HIS TAIL AND LOOKING CUTE ANDHELPLESS! AFTER THAT, 1 JUST COULDN'TSEEM TO GET RID OF HIM' ICALLED HIM 'WIG-WAG'*...

* BUT THAT WASN'T WHAT THE NEIGHBORSCALLED HIMWHEN THEY CAUGHT WM KILLINGTHEIR KENS, AND TOLD ME I HAD TO PAY UP! AFTERPAYING FOR A DOZEN OR SO HIGH- PRICED HENS, .I KNEW I HAS ElTHEJt TO WOOT WB-WAO.OR---


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-KEEP HIM TIED UP NIGHT ANO DAY!" ONE NIGHT, WHEN THE PUP HAD GOT ME IFOR A WALK

" ABUCKBOARDCAMETEARINGDOWN THESTREETWITH TWOPEOPLEON THESEAT-ONE OF'EMA WOMANWITH A8ANDAGEON HERHEAD!

"IT WAS SILAS BOLLES'S OUTFIT WITH GEORGE8ALLARO DRIVING.... THEY PULLED UP ATDOC TOWNSEND'S.JUSTAS I CROSSED THE-BALLARD HELPED THE WOMAN INTODOC'S HOUSE "


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AND CAME BACK OUT TO THE WAGON, '1 KNOW IT.CHARLEYr HEBREATHED HIS LAST ASI LOADED HiMONf BUTICOULON'T GET NERVEENOUGH TO TELL HER'

WELL, DOC TOWNSEND ISTHE CORONER? WE'LLCARRY SIlAS INSIDE..THEN YOU CAN TELL MEWHO KILLED HIM

'DOCS BACK ROOM WAS HIS UNDERTAKINGESTABLISHMENT WHEN WE'D CARRIEDTHE CORPSE IN THERE "6UT.CHARLEV, 1 TELL YOU 1 DON'T KNOW WHO SHOT SIBOLLES! I'D RIDDEN OVER THERE TO BORROW SOMECOaLOIL.AND I SAW THIS CHUNKY, WHITE-FACEDGENT JUMPOUT OFA DOWN-STAIRS WINDOW

THE JIGGER DODGED AROUND THEHOUSE TO WHERE HE hAD A HORSETIED* I HtARD HIM RIDE OFF. ..THENt HOLLERED FOR SILAS.' WHEN IDIDN '1 GET ANT ANSWER I WENT INAND FOUND HIM SHOT ANDHER HURT TOOMUCH TOTALKf

"I LET HIM RATTLE ON UNTIL DOCTOWNSEND CAME IN TO LOOK AT SILAS."I RECKON THE MURDERERAFTER POOR SI LAS's MONEBOX! EVERYBODY KNOWS HNEVER PUT HIS SAVINGSIN THE BANK Uri.'v^^ DOC? ^4

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MRS.BOLLES IS RESTING UNDER ASEDATIVE! DIDN'T TELL HER THAT YOU'DBROUGHT SILAS IN HERE* HMMMT SHOT INTHE HEAD.. .BULLET STILLTHERE..


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CHARLEY, I CAN T LEAVE MY PATI ENT.NOWSUPPOSING YOU GO BACK TO BOLLES'S PLACEWITH BALLARD, AND CHECK THE SCENE OFTHE CRIME BETTER WRITE DOWNBALLARD'S STORY, TOO... XV LL DO

THAT, DOC:

- BUT AFTER SUPPER I RODE OUT TO GEORGEBALLARD'S BACHELOR SPREAD TO SEE WHY MEHADN'T SHOWED UP f THE HOUSE WAS DARKWHEN I GOT THERE."


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HUHf LOOKSLIKE NOBODY.HOME

JONSIOERING WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO THI80LLESES, I THOUGHT I'D BETTER LOOKAROUNO INSIDE.' WIG'WAG.MY PUP.CAMEIN.TOO. *

THINGS WERE UPSET AND SMASHED, LIKETHERE HAD BEEN A FIGHT ANDA TRAIL OF FRESH BLOODIED STRAIGHTTO THE OPEN SACK DOOR.*

' WENT THROUGH THE MAIN ROOM TO THEKITCHEN. AND THERE I SAW A MESS THATBROUGHT ME UP SHORTf

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"I HEADED FOR THAT LIGHT AS FAST AS MYHORSE COULD COVER GROUND-- WITHALL KINDS OF I DEAS BOl LING IN MY 8RAIN. 1 AS I LEFT MY SADDLE I HEARD A PISTOLSHOT FROM SOMEWHERE INSIDE THEHOUSE."


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M EASED IN THROUGH THE BACKDOOR,QUI?* AND QUtE-ff THE LIGHTWAS tNTHEBEDROOM, AND I COULD HEAR SOMEONEMUTTERING, LIKE A MAN IN A BLINDRAGE .

- THERE SAT iALLARD H1WSELFWITH AN EMPTY TIM UONE* 90*


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INDIAN WORDSMany English words that ore used today stem directly from Indian expres-sions. O. K., or "okay" Is a Choctaw word -"o-keh," with the same meaningwe give it in English today.

Here ore a few other words quite common in the English language,and their'lndian sources:"Ke-bek" was a cry of warning used by AlgonquinIndians when shooting rapids in a canoe French-men, hearing this cry from the Indians ,on theriver below their fort, named it Quebec.

The Seneca Indians, unable to pronounce the word"English," called It "Yongis." So our term "Yankee" ^imply means "English."

The city of New York gets its name, Manhattan,from the Indians of the same name. The wordmeans "the hill island."

A "powwow" is a magician or a "medicine man "White men thought the name of the medicine man kwas that of rhe demonstration. The resull was our rpresent misuse of the term powwow

'quaw" is merely the English corruption of theNarragansett word "squaws," which means onyA "woman." Il is not a proper designation for anIndian woman unless you are speaking Narragan-sett. which is an obsolete language.

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