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The Lookout Man   By: (1874-1940)

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~By B. M. Bower~

GOOD INDIAN THE UPHILL CLIMB THE GRINGOS THE RANCH AT THE WOLVERINE THE FLYING U'S LAST STAND JEAN OF THE LAZY A THE PHANTOM HERD THE HERITAGE OF THE SIOUX STARR, OF THE DESERT THE LOOKOUT MAN

[Illustration: She was, after all, the goddess she looked, he thought whimsically. Frontispiece. See page 122.]

THE LOOKOUT MAN

By B. M. Bower

WITH FRONTISPIECE BY H. WESTON TAYLOR

BOSTON

LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1917

Published, August, 1917

VAIL BALLOU COMPANY BINGHAMTON AND NEW YORK U. S. A.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I SOME TIME!

II "THANKS FOR THE CAR"

III TO THE FEATHER RIVER COUNTRY AND FREEDOM

IV JACK FINDS HIMSELF IN POSSESSION OF A JOB

V "IT'S A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY," SANG JACK

VI MISS ROSE FORWARD

VII GUARDIAN OF THE FORESTS

VIII IN WHICH A GIRL PLAYS BILLIARDS ON THE MOUNTAIN TOP

IX LIKE THE BOY HE WAS

X WHEN FORESTS ARE ABLAZE

XI SYMPATHY AND ADVICE

XII KATE FINDS SOMETHING TO WORRY OVER

XIII JACK SHOULD HAVE A HIDE OUT

XIV MURPHY HAS A HUMOROUS MOOD

XV A CAVE DWELLER JACK WOULD BE

XVI MIKE GOES SPYING ON THE SPIES

XVII PENITENCE, REAL AND UNREAL

XVIII HANK BROWN PROVES THAT HE CAN READ TRACKS

XIX TROUBLE ROCKS THE PAN, LOOKING FOR GRAINS OF GOLD

XX IGNORANCE TAKES THE TRAIL OF DANGER

XXI GOLD OF REPENTANCE, SUNLIGHT OF LOVE AND A MAN GONE MAD

XXII THE MISERERE OF MOTHERHOOD

XXIII GRIEF, AND HOPE THAT DIED HARD

XXIV TROUBLE FINDS THE GOLD THAT WAS IN THEM

CHAPTER ONE

SOME TIME!

From the obscurity of vast, unquiet distance the surf came booming in with the heavy impetus of high tide, flinging long streamers of kelp and bits of driftwood over the narrowing stretch of sand where garishly costumed bathers had lately shrieked hilariously at their gambols. Before the chill wind that had risen with the turn of the tide the bathers retreated in dripping, shivering groups, to appear later in fluffs and furs and woollen sweaters; still inclined to hilarity, still undeniably both to leave off their pleasuring at Venice, dedicated to cheap pleasures.

But when the wind blew stronger and the surf boomed louder and nearer, and the faint moon path stretched farther and farther toward the smudgy sky line, city going street cars began to fill with sunburned passengers, and motors began to purr out of the narrow side streets lined with shoddy buildings which housed the summer sojourners. One more Sunday night's revelry was tapering off into shouted farewells, clanging gongs, honking horns and the shuffling of tired feet hurrying homeward.

In cafes and grills and private dining rooms groups of revelers, whose pleasures were not halted by the nickel alarm clocks ticking inexorably all over the city and its suburbs, still lingered long after the masses had gone home yawning and counting the fullness of past joys by the present extent of smarting sunblisters.

Automobiles loaded with singing passengers scurried after their own beams of silver light down the boulevards. At first a continuous line of speeding cars; then thinning with long gaps between; then longer gaps with only an occasional car; then the quiet, lasting for minutes unbroken, so that the wind could be heard in the eucalyptus trees that here and there lined the boulevard.

After the last street car had clanged away from the deserted bunting draped joy zone that now was stark and joyless, a belated seven passenger car, painted a rich plum color and splendid in upholstering and silver trim, swept a long row of darkened windows with a brush of light as it swung out from a narrow alley and went purring down to where the asphalt shone black in the night.

Full throated laughter and a medley of shouted jibes and current witticisms went with it. The tonneau squirmed with uproarious youth. The revolving extra seats swung erratically, propelled by energetic hands, while some one barked the stereotyped invitation to the deserted scenic swing, and some one else shouted to the revolving occupants to keep their heads level, and all the others laughed foolishly... Continue reading book >>




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