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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1935-06-06, Page 2per line. THS1 EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE i Softball Schedule THURSDAY, JUNE 1{)3{S SYNOPSIS: Young Ed. Maitland, son Speed said to his partner, “and look ........................... up Garnet. We ain't seen him for two days.” “What are you going to do?” Maitland asked, with a foreboding that Speed had not disclosed his real intention. "We agreed once,” said the out­ law, after a pause, “that I’d warn you and we’d split pardners if I ever went Seems like tion, Bud. deep and I Maitland comprehension. "It’s on’y my hand Fallon’s callin’,” .Speed explained earnestly and with more emphasis. “He’ll head through here, first with his shebang, and either be don’t cross this bridge, or I don’t live to see it. But he has the backin’ <of the min­ ers’ law, or will have by sun-up—" “Mob Law,” Maitland amended. “If you don't see your way to quit, Speed, you can’t count me out. On principle, I’d—” The Westeuer groaned, “You orney down-East Yanks, with your principles and proverbs — Listen, Bud. Whether I ever reach Daw­ son or not don’t matter a whole lot; with you it’s different. It’s what you came for. I’ve figured Garnet as your chance of gettin’ there........” But there is no law, East or West, and no tie as strong as that which ■of a New England seafaring fam­ ily, and the hardened gambler, Speed Malone, met on a trip north to the Yukon gold fields in ’97, when word of the rich ores there first came down the Pacific coast. Maitland was determined to win back his lost fortune before he returned home. The two men be­ came partners. Speed promising not to get taigled with the law if he could help it, and to clear out from the partnership if he did, Frenchy, the fisherman whose smack ook the two men north; Lucky Rose, the beautiful girl who had given a ring to Maitland as a keepsake; Fallon, camp leader, re­ sentful of Rose’s attention to Maitland; Steiner, the money lend­ er; Young Pete and his drunken partner, Bill Owens; Brent, old- time prospector; Garnet, well-to- do traveler who hired Maitland and Speed to take his things over the mountains—there are the principal figures in the story. Ma­ lone, Maitland and Garnet haul­ ed part of his stuff from the can­ vas camp on the Skagway beach over the trail to the camp in the hills called Liarsville. Beyond, the trail was almost impassable. Speed broke up a shell game and he Fallon clashed over closing trail for repairs. NOW GO WITH THE STORY The shell dealer, whose eyes never left Speed’s face dived the crowd. No one else saw lightning gesture with which outlaw jerked his guns. There a glint in both his hands a split frac­ tion of a second before the forty- five® flashed and roared and spoke again. Fallon’s weapons had hard­ ly shifted when they were wrecked in their holsters. ‘The third shot, with smooth rock faces in the -bed, knocked the cigar from his mouth, (well up on the steep banks. Above and the fourth went sideways at an­ other unark on the near edge of the gaming table, where a man who bad drawn at the same time as Fallon dropped his gun from a nerveless up against the Law. I’ve reached that junc- I’m into this play neck can’t quit.” gave a sober nod of half­ and the ON had and no tie as strong as that which intobinds a man to a partner against the fighting odds, and with Maitland the the was bond had been seel-woven by the memory of a bleak day in the Sound. Speed here found himself opposing something as elemental as his -own refusal to yield.* * # The creek had a glacial canyon, a defile connecting with the bridge, there was a rocky bluff which com­ manded a long view of the canyon and of the trail along the rim. Its weakness lay in broken gulch Then he said. “How do you aim to make out, kid?” * “There’s a man in the Yukon Bill was to meet on the lakes.” Pete said hesitatingly. “I’m goin’ up to. find him. If I don’t see you boy® again —” the formal tone broke slightly —“I’<m wishin’ you luck . , ." He was in the saddle and away. The mare shot down the define at a headlong gallop, took the full span of the bridge in a beautiful leap, and flashed up the hill on the other side into timber. A half mile to the south the trail came in view over a timbered moun­ tain shoulder. In the rising sun, the trees cast long shadows across it, and it was a flickering in- the rosy aisles between them that gave the signal. A team of grey mules topped the rise, shielding the men behind. Other pack animals followed, and their- drivers gathered on the vantage ground, peering down, the long vista toward the creek crossing. There was a puff of smoke; a bullet screamed over the bluff through the morning silence; then came the sharp crack of a rifle, Out of the blue canyon mist, a great-winged golden, eagle rose and soared away. “We’re jake so long as they keep in the creek,” said Speed, “She flat­ tens out short of the 'bridge .... Unless they can dig past under the near banp. Watch that gully, Bud.” He drew the six-shooters from his vest and inspected them; then rais­ ed his head carefully above the rim of the rock corral to get a steeper view. His eye raked the canyon below for a glimpse of Fallon. Suddenly a bullet went “spang” over the ram­ part, and he slid back with a grunt, shaking away the -blood that oozed from a raw seam above his temple. Smoke was swirling out of brush a few yards below the where the trail reached the bottom. “Nobody lied,” said Speed, Established 1875 and 1887 Published every Thursday morning at Exeter, Ontario SUBSCRIPTION—? 2.0:0- per year in advance RATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions, 25c. each subse­ quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar* tides. To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c, per line Qf six words. Reading notices 10c. per line. Card of Thanhs 50c. Legal ad* vertising 12 and 8c. per line. In Memoriam, with one verse 50c. extra verses 25c. each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association some point creek as he tore a handkerchief and tied it round the wound, “when they said this man Fallon could shoot. But I got him placed now.” Changing his position, he edged along the boulders till he touched the outer rim. A -bullet hissed be­ tween his neck and the rock, with a glancing sparks. Speed wheeled ■out and fired in the same instant. ‘‘Nicked his gun arm,” he said, as he whipped back to the shelter. ‘‘Fal­ lon shoots best left-handed. Watch your gulch, Bud.” Wisps -of smoke eddied out from various points high in the timber. The men who had started the ascent, paused irresolutely. These shots from above came as a surprise, throwing a new and disturbing factor into their plan. They suspected that Speed had planted a guard on the hill to protect the bluff and they had no way of guessing its strength. Finally they dropped back into the canyon, to consult, it seemed, with their lead­ er. ‘‘You haven’t any men up on that hill?” Maitland asked Speed. Speed’s" grin was mysterious. Ain’t I though. I got one, and he’s good as a gang. The little devil had it all figured when he crossed the bridge.” “Pete!” Maitland exclaimed. But their attention was now sum­ moned back to the posse. They caught a glimpse of Fallon with his arm in a bandage, giving orders. Until now Speed had contented himself mainly with making the trail impassable. Now he shot with a searching intent to kill, hoping the while that Pete would vacate his position. But the gun kept speaking on the hill; the boy was standing his ground. After the first few yards of ascent, the timber on the near back offered the attacker® a helpful screen. Speed’s eye came back to the boulders on the other aide of the creek. If .he could .reach these, he could sweep a wider arc of hill, with no impeding trees. He was gathering up his ammuni­ tion to make this desparate move when a sudden din from below stop­ ped him. Maitland, from his look­ out shouted above the roar, "Look!” The deep voice of a heavy-calib- red gun was booming and reverber­ ating through the canyon. It had halted the men on the hill, who. now- answered it by pouring a hot tire into the creek, Bullets were splash­ ing like rain around a wiry, gray-, haired figure who was fording the creek through a blue smoke haze, toward the boulders Speed had had in view. Coolly munching a large tobacco wad, he returned the broad­ side as he went, without haste, but with terrible effect. "By Ginger!” cried Speed. “It’s Brent’s deer gun. And ain’t she a- talkin’!” At this point there was a wavering in the rear of the crowd. A hum ran electrically down the ipack train-, and Fallon summoned back his men with an exultant shout. The crowd spread out to give way to a caval­ cade coming down the trail. “Soldiers?” Maitland asked wonder. (Continued next week) E. U, St. St. June 7—Crediton E. at James St. Main St. at Credit-on U. Thames Road at Centralia June 10—Centralia at Shipka Crediton U, at Crediton E. June 11—Crediton E. at Main St. Crediton U. at Centralia Thames Road at Dashwood June 13-—iShipka at Crediton U. Jane 14—Main ;St. at Crediton E. Dashwood at Centralia June 17—Centralia at Crediton Crediton U. at James St, June 18—James St. at Crediton Shipka at Centralia Dashwood at Thames Road June 19—.Thames Road at Main June 20—Crediton U. at Main June 21—Crediton U. at Thames Rd. Centralia at Dashwood June 24—Dashwood at Main St. Crediton E. at 'Crediton U. June 25—-Main iSt. at Centralia ■Crediton E. at Thames Road 'Crediton U. at Dashwood June 26—-Thames Road at Shipka June 27—iShipka at Main St. June 28—Thames Rd. at Crediton E. Dashwood at Shipka July 2—‘Dashwood at Crediton E. Shipka at Main 'St. July 4—Shipka at Thames Road July 5—Centralia at Crediton U. July 8—Centralia at James St. July 9—Main St. at Thames Road James St. at Dashwood Crediton E. at Sh'ipka July 10—James St. at Ma'in St. Shipka at Crediton E. July 12—-Dashwood at Crediton U. Thames Road at James St. July 15—'Centralia at Main St. James St. at Shipka in TOM RECEIVES REAL SURPRISE (London Advertiser) Thomas Collingwood has served 16 years as caretaker of the Exeter schools and has -ceased to -be surpris­ ed at the unusual. At no-on on Wed­ nesday last, 'however. Tom’s ejes nearly popped out of his head when upon returning from putting a bic­ ycle in place, he saw a copy of a daily paper which he had placed for the time -being on the sidewalk, sedately travelling down the street. Upon in­ vestigating, he found that a turtle had evidently nosed' his way under it and was taking a walk with the latest news on his back. ELIMVILLE MISSION CIRCLE The monthy meeting of the Live Oak Mission Circle was held last Saturday afternoon at the church when we entertained the Thames Road Mission 'Circle. The Elimville president, Marjorie Delbridge, wel­ comed the visitors and opened the meeting with hymn 225 and the Lord’s Prayer was repeated in unis­ on. The President, of the Thames Road Society, Mary Gardiner then took charge and we sang hymn 109. Sentence prayers were given by Lillie Miller, Jessie Monteith and Mary Borland. The Scripture lesson was read by Ruth Taylor, Hymn‘2 31. Mary Borland gave a reading “An Indian School Fair.” A vocal “One is Missing” was sung by Mrs. Taylor and Mary GaTdiner; Jessie Monteith read a .piece “Tribes Coun­ try.” Mrs. Taylor gave a talk on a trip on the Yangtze River. Hymn 177 was sung. A few games and a contest were enjoyed after which a luncheon was served. duet Professional Cards GLADMAN & STANBVRY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &c. Money to Loan, Investment's Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &c- LOANS, INVESTMENTS, INSURANCE Office; Carling Block, Mhln Stree®, EXETER. ONT. Dr. G. S. Atkinson, L.D.S.,D.D.S. xDENTAL SURGEON opposite the New Post Office (Main Street. 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It would be diffi­ cult to take, however, -on the side facing the trail. Here, within a rock corral, some lay stacked; provisions, a canteen, several boxes of shells and a forty-four Winchester ___ _____ __ _ . carbine. The outlaw had evidently there is in shape, and in good shape, ferseen what was coming. The trail is barred for four days £ work. If anyone doubts about my quiet. havin' the guts to make that good, j they can signify their views here and now by saying liar and coyote.” eyes raking close and patient, and voice Mait- “But bein’. During supper he was broodingly . a blood-red moon was ris­ ing through the timber. It lighted the mountain headlands, and left vastly deep shadows, made more tenebrous by the occasional howl of a timber wolf, a lynx’s shill bark, or the hoot of an owl. up the carbine, his eyes on thing invisible to Maitland, the trail. But presently he gun down. ^‘That’s Pete’s he said. A blurred shape moved in tant timber shadows. When it cross­ ed a lane of moonlight, Maitland re­ cognized the mare and the boy. Guided by a sight as keen as Speed’s, ;Pete came toward them as they des- It was the third evening after the barring of the trail. Maitland found his partner talking alone with Brent near a roughly bridged crossing at the upper end of the road work, which a landslide that day had in­ terrupted. During three days, new steamers had been pouring into Skagway a mob of adventurers — “S-weepings” of the Coast towns as well as bona fide prospectors who knew nothing ■ of the cause of the dispute and cared __ ___ _________________, less. Fallon had been packing them] Gended”The biu"ff7 There "was some- in at Liarsville to vote the trail [thing gallant and fine, Maitland thought, about that slight, boyish figure. On meeting them, Pete gave him a reserved nod; glanced from the bluff to the hills across the canyon, and spoke to Speed. “Need an extra gun hand?” "I got one too many now,” muttered, "Then will you let me go I could ford the creek,” Pete ed simply. “That wouldn’t be in’ it on logs.” Speed’s eyes rested -on the mare’s light saddle pack, and then on the boy's face, which looked pale in the half-darkness. “Headin' for Bennett alone?” he asked. Pete nodded. “My partner—Bill’s dead.” The words gave Maitland a pecu* liar shock. “How?” Speed asked softly. “He was in a game—in Skagway —•with some of Fallon’s men. Lost his outfit. He’d been drinkin*. They found him oh the beach,—afterward ward—drowned.” Speed did hot speak for & moment open; had chosen a pose of gun­ men in advance from among the Wildest. Before this gathering threat most of the trail workers had given way. "‘They’s a short string of us will go the limit, if you want to,” Brent was saying. Speed wouldn't the boys hung for their tools, stand clear.” “I’ve got an old reer gun to camp,” Brent shifted the Slowly in his cheek. “She ain’t no real action sence she fit a string of hide thieves from a buffalo wal­ ler away back in ’71 shoot her out that way.” Theta was Speed’s smile, proposal, and Withdrew to carry his decision „ the few men who were still waiting for It. ’'Better trail with .him, Bur,” shook his head, be no kind of a break who it. "Xt for getmade this trail to Tell them—to pick up leave her open and back quid seen I’d ruther than see you called acknowledgement in but he declined the the oltMliner gloomily ’" ’ t to He picked some- far up set the •mare,” the dis- Speed thro’? plead- cross- ) LICENSED AUCTIONEER I For Huron, and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices- Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed EXETER P. 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