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THE! wingham ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, April 1st, 1937
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FIRST INSTALMENT
The massive, steel-barred gates
the Jarillo Penitentiary swung back,'
disclosing a cavernous, shadowy,
hopeless arch beyond, From those
gates walked a man, a slender, wiry
man of slightly more than medium
height.
His shoulders were not of extra
ordinary width, but they were erect,
flat, and packed with smoothly co
ordinating muscles, His chest was
arched and deep, his waist lean.
His face, from the nose upward,
Was of a young man, not over thirty
years in age at most. That nose was
straight, thin, and sensitive of nos-1
tril. The eyes were of steely gray,
•clear with the tonic of perfect health,
But there was something hard about
‘'“them—a glimmer, far in the depths,
like a living, never fading flame.
Nests of tiny wrinkles spread from
the corners of them, telling of long
years of facing strong sunlight, hot
winds, and illimitable distances. The
short, crisp hair beneath his floppy
and battered old sombrero was dark
.brown, slightly curly and with a dust
ing of gray at the temples.
It was the mouth and jaw which
made a cold; sterh triatfk of what was
otherwise a reateOitably amiable coun-
tehahde. The jaw was lean and
strong, the mouth wide and hinting
of whimsicality, were it not for the
sensitive lips set in a hard line of
repression. Besides the worn som
brero, his garb was made up of fad-,
ed shirt and jeans, and a pair of bat
tered, high-heeled boots which show
ed signs of long disuse.
This, on that sunny, early spring
morning, was Edward (Slim) Loyale,
ex-convict Number 8214, with eigh
teen months served of a three-year
sentence, and with eighteen months
of parole ahead of
would once
man.
A closer
guard who
would have
was trembling as he left the prison
behind him. This quiver, which tra
versed the entire length of his body,
held something of a strange, -exalt
ing ecstacy about it.
A captive bird, freed of its cage,
might have acted the same. A wild
stallion, surrounded by the high walls
of a man-made corral, might have
lifted its head to gaze long at the
dim, mist-shrouded rim of some great
mesa country, its nostrils dilated and
quivering, just as Slim Loyale’s nos
trils dilated and quivered now.
Slim’s pace quickened. He took no
notice of the sun-bleached, squalid
little town of Jarillo a quarter of a
mile to his left. Nor did. he once
look back at the sprawling bulk of
the prison, which crouched like some
unmoving, heartless, drab beast in the
immensity of the plain. Slim’s face
was to the north, and his eyes never
wavered from a point out there where
a dim, violet line of saw-edged moun
tains hung against the horizon, nebu
lous and beckoning.
Inside of an hour the prison and
the town of Jarillo had fallen far
behind him. He was entering now
a slightly rolling country of chemi-
sal and manzanita. With strange
abandon Slim forced his way through
the brush. As he walked he caught
handfuls of pungent chemisal, hold-
moie be
of
:brook
I ing it to his face and sniffing with
little, quick sighs of joy,
' His lean cheeks, slightly pale from
long months away from the sun,
glowed with the quickened beat of
his stirring blood. In a little mea
dow, thick-grown with tar-weed and
still a little, damp from the night
dew, he kicked about with his feet,
inhaling deep of the keen,, wild odor
which arose.
Then as a long-eared jack-rabbit
hopped sedately away and a tiny, pert
brush wren twittered at him, he
laughed, low and deep, and for a mo
ment, the hard mask fell away rfom
him. He was a boy again, just a boy
going home—going home.
The sun arched to the zenith, pass
ed it and swung low into the west.
Still Slim Loyale plodded onward, a
little wearily now, for many miles
lay behind him and he had been long
hours without food or water. But the
glow in his eyes was still strong, and
his thin face still eager.
For over two miles he had been
breasting a long, gradual slope, mat
ted with brush
"Hello, Dakota/’ said Slim quiet
ly, though his voice trembled slight
ly. "Faithful as ever, I see,”
The man by the fire 'straightened
quickly and turned. "Slim,’ ’he ejac
ulated. "Kid!" Then with three
quick strides he was over to Slim and
was wringing his hand, his free arm
going about the young fellow’s
shoulders.
For a long
spoke again,
dimmed Slim
Dakota Blue
cleared his throat,
asked gruffly,
ed. It—it’s a long walk back from
—hell"
Glad of the chance to hide his emo
tion, Dakota Blue turned to the fire
and jabbed at the glowing coals with
a stick, "Be ready in a jiffy, Slim.
The coffee is about to turn over an’
there’s a panful of trout waitin’ to
minute neither of them
A strange mistiness
Loyale’s eyes, and even
was winking fust. Slim
Grub ready?" he
'I’m damn near starv-
him, before he
an entirely tree
than the stolidobserver
had opened the gates
noticed that Slim Loyale
clumps and broken
leftSlim Loyale was trembling as he
the prison behind him.
here and there by rough spines of
rock. Abruptly he reached the crest.
Before him the ridge fell away in
dusty slides to a wide-spreading bas
in, spotted with groups of shimmery,
silver-barked sycamores. A line of
scrub willow twisted from east to
west through the basin, coming from
one narrow gorge to plunge from
sight into a like one.
Slim paused, his eyes flitting keen
ly over the country below. Off there
to his left, in an elbow of the creek,
a faint haze of bluish smoke was ris
ing. Slim went down a handy slide
in great, falling strides and hurried
on along the edge of the willows. A
moment later he stepped into a little
clearing, carpeted with green and
rimmed with a wall of willow.
In that clearing a fire glowed,; and
over it crouched a tall, gaunt, leath
ery-faced old-timer, with keen, blue
eyes and faded hair and moustache.
At one edge of the clearing three
horses cropped lazily at the succulent
grass. Near the fire was a heap of
dunnage.
go on."
Slim nodded and went over to the
creek. Flat on its moist, sweet rim
he lay, his face buried in the spark
ling, chill depths. When he had
drunk his will he stripped off his
shirt and had a good wash. Then he
went back to the fire where a black
frying-pan was sizzling, and Dakota
was setting out tin plates and cups
on a piece of tarpaulin.
"Got yore letter two weeks ago,”
said Dakota casually. "I rode in here
to the basin yesterday mornin'. I’d
have come down—there for yuh, only
I knew yuh’d want to be alone for
a few hours an’ get the feel of the
earth under yuh once more. Well,
light in, Slim; there’s plenty of it.”
They ate in silence. When the meal
was over, Dakota tossed Slim a sack
of tobacco and a book of papers.
"Keep it,” he said. "I brought
plenty,”
Slim rolled and lit his cigarette and
leaned back against the heap of dun
nage. “Now tell me," he command
ed, "everythin’.”
Dakota rolled a smoke himself be
fore answering, and squatted on his
heels before the fire. "Things ain’t
changed much,” he drawled finally.
"Sarg Brockwell is still Sarg Brock
well. Jigger Starbuck is still sherrif-
fin’, an’ Spud Dillon is still doin’
business at the same ole stand.”
"I suppose crime disappeared about
the same time I did?” murmured Slim
his low voice bitter.
“No,” said Dakota softly. "It ain’t
disappeared. In the past month the
Vasco stage has been held up twice,
an’ the Dot H Dot has lost about a
hundred haid more cattle. Some folks
in Pinnacle have been .wonderin’ a
heap if they didn’t make a bad mis
take, when they sent yuh up.”
Slim Loyale laughed curtly. "They
shoulda done their wonderin’ a year
an’ a half ago. How’s things at the
ole Circle L, Dakota?”
“ ’Bout as usual. Since yore daddy
died, the spread is kinda empty-like.
But yore cows—they’re yores now,
yuh know—well, they keep right on
havin’ calves. Yo’re pretty well fixed
with this world’s good, Slim.”
"Yeah, but a pauper with reputa
tion. Did—did Dad figger that I was
guilty, Dakota?”
Dakota Blue snorted, "Hell, no!
Why, not a week before he died that
sanctimonious law-shark, George Ar
thur, came to see him an’ made some
ci-ack about it bein’ too bad that yuh
shoulda fell foul of the law.
“Man! I though old Bart Loyale
was gonna crawl right outa bed, sick
as he was, an’ scalp that lawyer right
there. ‘Damn yore law!’ yelled Bart.
‘That boy is innocent an’ yuh k'now
it, Arthur, yuh crooked, lyin’ pole
cat! Get outa here, ’fore yo’re pack
ed out on a' board.’ Don’t worry,
Slim; yore Daddy stood behind yuh
to his last breath."
A long silence fell, Slim’s chin was
on his chest. .Presently he stirred.
"Yuh seen Mona Hall lately?"
Dakota nodded. "Saw her day be
fore yesterday. She asked about yuh,
Slim. I told her yuh were gettin’.
out today."
"What—what did she say?"
"Nothin’—-with her lips, But she
kinda twisted them slim, little brown
hands of hers an’ looked away out
past mc—like she was lookin’ at a
Sunrise an’ findin’ it good.’’
Silence again fell, unbroken except
for the steady munching of the hors
es, A sap pocket in a piece of glow
ing wood snapped sharply, scattering
a little cloud of ashes from the fire.
The crimson of the sunset sky faded
and dusk thickened, A hoot owl
boomed hollowly from a neighboring
sycamore. Thin and far away a coy
ote yammered at the first stars.
Slim Loyale got to his feet and
dragged a blanket roll from the dun
nage heap. He set about spreading
In the clearing a fire glowed and over
it crouched a tall, leathery-faced old-
timer.
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throat by a long narrow tube. All developed into one of the big under-By provinces, the total value of'all
them in the very center of the little
meadow.
"It’ll be a heavy dew tonight,
Slim” counseled Dakota Blue. “Yuh
better spread ’em back under the wil
lows where mine are.”
Slim laughed softly. "I wanta taste
that dew once more, Dakota. I wanta
feel it on my face, an’ I wanta look
at the stars a heap. I ain’t seen much
of ’em for—for a long time ”
Shortly before midday, Slim Loy
ale and Dakota Blue rode into the
cow town of Pinnacle. The single
street was dusty and wide, and flank
ed with warped, splintery board side
walks. The buildings were nearly all
of frame construction, their high false
fronts throwing blocks of shadow.
The street ran north and south,
and at the north end stood a livery
stable and corral with a watering
trough in front. Across from the liv
ery stable was Sh'eriff Jigger Star
buck's office and behind the office cry.
stood the jail. The latter was a small, i
square chubby, which differed in con- I
structiou from the majority of the
buildings inasmuch as it was made
of stout fir logs, brought down from
the slopes of the jagged Mineral
mountains to the north.
At the histing-rail before the sher
iff's office, Slim and Dakota dis
mounted. “Yuh go ahead with yore
business, Slim,” said’ Dakota. “When
yo’re done, come on over to Spud
Dillon’s place. I'll be waitin’ for yuh
there.”
Slim nodded, twisted the reins of
his mount around,the rail, then walk
ed up to the door of the office and
knocked. He entered at the summons
of a deep, resonant voice.
Sheriff Starbuck sat behind a bat
tered, paper-littered desk. He was a
tall man of middle age, thin and lea
thery-brown. His clean-shaven face
was hard from the habitual grim set
of . his jutting jaw. His eyes Were a
light blue, cold and searching. He
showed no evidence of surprise at the
sight of Slim. Instead, he rose to his
feet and thrust forth his hand.
"Hello, Slim" he said. "Glad
see yuh back."
■Slim shook hands. "Glad to
back, Jigger. Yuk knew I
cornin’?"
(Continued Next Week)
readily understood how
becomes tender
appear over it.
in the mastoid
thin outer shell.
and swell
increasing
bone des
Nature’ is
ev-
the
the
in-
takings in the field of agriculture,
these figures arrest the attention, re-*
vealing as they do the enormous
growth of an industry which direct
ly or indirectly affects practically
ery Canadian home. Apart from
impressive figures dealing- with
trade and commerce side of the
dustry, the following figures which
relate only to the numbers and val
ues of Canadian farm poultry are suf
ficient to give an idea of the develop
ment of the industry. In 1936, Can
adian farm poultry was valued at ov
er $40,000,000.
The total numbers and .value's of
poultry on Canadian farms in 1936
(with comparative figures for 1935
within brackets) are estimated as fol
lows! hens and chickens, 55,717,000,
$35,018,000 (53,062,900, $34,570,000);
turkeys, 2,039,900, $3,617,000 (2,066,
200; $3,882,000); geese, 859,000, $1,-
169,000 (918,000, $1,263,000); ducks
682,300, $547,000 (721,600, $577,000);
total poultry, 59,298,200, $40,351,000
(56,768,800, $40,292,000).
farm poultry are estimated as follow, .
with the 1935 figures within brack
ets: Prince Edward Island, $646,000*
($655,600); Nova Scotia, $990,000
($770,000); New Brunswick, $1,122,-
000, ($1,028,000; Quebec, $5,376,000
($5,483,000);
($17,863,000);
($2,836,000);
000 ($5,299,000); Alberta $3,358,000
($3,596,000) and' British Columbia,
$2,768,000 ($2,402,000).
Ontario, $18,078,000
Manitoba, $2,987,000
Saskatchewan, $5,026,-
Teacher: “Johnny, what is the func
tion of the nose?"
Johnny:, "To blow and to hold
spectacles.”
"Do you serve, crabs here?" ,
"Waiter: "Yes, sir. ,We serve any
body. What can I do for you?”
Clerk: "Could you raise my salary
next week, sir?"
Boss—-"Well, I’ve managed to do
it for the past three years, so I think
it’ll be possible next week!”
to
be
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MRS. KENDALL WITH PETS AFTER SERVING SENTENCE
,A HEALTH SERVICE OF
THE CANADIAN MEDICAL
ASSOCIATION AND ILIFE
insurance Companies
IN CANAbA
MASTOIDITIS •— WHAT IS IT?
farm with Trixie, the dbg in ques- when she was renamed,
lion, and Coronation, her mother.
Mrs, Kendall, of Woodstock, who an officer in an argument over one Coronation was called Count Until the
has just completed a jail sentence of her pet dogs, is shown here on her disagreement with the police officer,
’Which she Served rather than pay a
line imposed following her resisting
The mastoid bone the bone be
hind the ear is filled With a com
plex system of cells,. These cells
communicate through a short, wide
passage with the middle ear space,
i.e., the space inside the eat drum,
The middle ear space in turn com
municates with the upper part of the
iK'XfilSg.
these , parts
membrane.
It can be
inflammation can creep up this tube
to the middle ear and mastoid cells.
Inflamed tissue swells, and if the tis
sue is mucous membrance, fluids are
given off and pus forms. The tube
is closed by its swollen mucous mem
brane lining and the fluid and pus
formed in the middle ear and mastoid
cells cannot escape into the throat.
The pressure becomes very great in
these parts, causing extreme earache.
Something must give way, and the
drum being the weakest wall of these
cavities, bursts if not lanced. This
allows the accumulated fluids and pus
to drain away, the pain is .relieved,
the temperature subsides and the pa
tient is soon on the road to recov- i
But sometimes drainage through
the.hole in the drum is not sufficient.
The emptying of the mastoid cells
becomes impeded and the pressure in
the bone rises. Pain then returns,
the bone
ing may
pressure
troys its
trying hard to provide -drainage with-
it! the bone. If the mastoid bone is
now drained, i.e., if a mastoid oper
ation is performed healing should be
rapid and complete. Provided the op
eration is properly executed and done
when the disease is sufficiently local
ized, complications should practically
never occur.
Sometimes, if the outer shell of
the bone is thick and hard, the Inner
shell will be destroyed, and if the dis
ease is not sufficiently drained, men
ingitis or brain abcess may result.
Often the drainage through the
drum, while not sufficient for a rapid
cure of the disease, is enough to pre
vent rapid outward or inward spread
of inflammation. The disease in the
bone may linger on with grave risk
of spreading to vital structures. The
patient may seem perfectly well with
the exception of the discharge from
the ear. Any ear that has been dis
charging for three or four weeks
should be examined to ascertain if
disease remains in the mastoid bone.
Neglect of proper surgical treatment
at this time may lead to a dhronic
discharging car with deafness and the
ever present threat of fatal complica-^
tions.
Questions concerning Helath, ad
dressed to the Canadian Medical As
sociation, 184 College Street, Toron
to, will be answered personally
letter.
is for Jelly
And Jarii by the way,
Prepare some this season
Or you are the "J
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POULTRY WORTH
MILLIONS TO CANADA
Only a few years ago, figures re
lating to the Statistics of poultry in
Canada occasioned very little inter
est and were dismissed with a fleet
ing glance, Now that the poultry in
dustry throughout the Dominion has
The Jolly Jelly Jar certainly de
serves mention in our Food Primer
— if for no, other reason than that
it comes into use so often, and in
so many Varied ways.
Jellips or jams are, first of all,
important slice - of - bread Spreads
bdth at mealtimes and for whole
some little "snatches" between
regular meals. Too, they are rapid*
ly becoming a “before bed” favorite,
as their pure tastiness is sufficient
to ward Off hunger without causing
sleeplessness. And surely nothing need be said about the perfection
that certain kinds of jam and jelly,
preserves lend to regular meat
courses. 4
Glass bottles are traditional for
jams and jellies, Whether home
made or not, not only because they
protest the purity but because the
colors give a delightful foretaste.
Half the attraction of jellies and
jams Is the rich shade which per
fect cooking gives them, appetizing-
ly visible through the glass walls
of the jar. That is Why the st,ore^
keeper always has his shelves
nearest his store entrance filled
with these fruit spreads in glass
jars, where the light can strike
them and show them in their moat
appealing hues. But for those who
Mko to try their skin at making
tWr own colorful array an their
pantry shelves, here are a few tried
and true recipes, for the "J" twine
—* Jelly and Jam:
Grape Jelly From Bottled Juico
3 cups (1% lbs.) sugar
2 cups (1 lb.) grape juice
% bottle (% cup) pectin
Measure sugar and juice into
large saucepan and mix. Bring to
a boil ovei’ hottest fire and at onco
add pectin, stirring constantly.
Then bring to a full rolling boil
and boil hard % minute. Remove
from fire, skim, pour quickly.
Paraffin hot jelly at once. Makes
about 5 eight-ounce glasses.
Dried Fig Jam
3 cups (1% lbs.) prepared fruit
5 cups (2*4, lbs.) sugar
1 bottle pectin
To prepare fruit, add 2 cups
water and juice of 1 lemon to %
pound Stemmed stewing figs. Cover,
let stand 4 hours or overnight.
Drain, chop fine, mix with juice. •
Measure sugar into large kettle,;
add prepared fruit, filling tip to tho
last cup with water if necessary.
Mix well, bring to a full rolling bon
over hottest fire. Stir constantly
before and While belling. Boil hard
1 minute. Hmmi remora kettle from
fir# and stir in pectin. Pour qalcte*
ly* Paraffin at once. Makes aboat
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