Adventure stories; California -- Fiction; Love stories; Mate selection -- Fiction; Widows -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
Until Gus knew the girl he had put forth every effort to oust
the homesteaders. But Dimmette was firmly ensconced and had the
Agricultural Department back of him; he was obstinate and a fighter.
Then one day Gus Tanburt rode up to make further snarling protest
against Dimmette’s use of the water in a certain stream, and for
the first time he saw Rosaline--and wanted her. He decided then and
there that the eighteen-year-old girl, fresh and feminine and ruddy
as mountain mahogany, should be the price of the Dimmettes’ remaining
peacefully on their claim. But he knew that he was old and crippled and
unacceptable as a husband, and dally growing more so. So the Dimmettes
had remained, unhampered by warfare, while Gus Tanburt brooded over his
lost youth and vigour and longed for Rosaline.
Then for weeks the papers were full of articles about rejuvenation
by the substitution of animal glands in the aged and unambitious. Gus
scoffed at it at first, then believed and suffered with longing, then
scoffed again. And one day to his rancho came two old acquaintances,
Smith Morley and Omar Leach.
Leach, Morley and his wife, after deserting Charmian’s expedition on
the desert, had ridden back to Diamond H and tried to get possession of
at least one of the automobiles. One or both they meant to sell before
the party could overtake them, and with the money flee to Australia,
where they might have enough funds remaining to outfit themselves for
an opal-prospecting trip into the sandy wastes. But Roger Furlong,
owner of Diamond H, knew Leach and Morley of old, and knew nothing good
about them. He positively refused to turn over to them the cars of Andy
and Dr. Shonto, well knowing that the prospectors could not afford
such cars. Furlong had recovered his horses and given the two men the
boot, but promised to board Mrs. Morley until such time as he found
it convenient to take her to the main line of travel to the nearest
city. Obliged to be content with this arrangement, Leach and Morley had
set out afoot for Tanburt’s ranch. They would be more welcome there,
for in the past they had turned several shady deals--mostly connected
with salted mines and unbranded calves--which had helped to lay the
groundwork for the fortune that old Gus possessed to-day. Yes, they
might be given a grudging welcome at Tanburt Ranch while they were
looking about for a way to get out of their present difficulties. And
they reached old Gus at a time when the newspapers, which he read with
one thick, dirt-calloused finger pointing out the lines, were carrying
columns about the rejuvenation of human glands.
And Gus learned that one of the most famous gland specialists in the
world was then on the desert, not many miles away. So with bleary eyes
watering in eagerness and trembling hands, he offered to reward Leach
and Morley handsomely to find Dr. Inman Shonto and bring him to Tanburt
Ranch.
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