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Home My WebLink AboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1937-04-22, Page 6mge six THE WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, April 22nd, 1937 SYNOPSIS: Slim Loyale is parol ed from prison after serving eighteen months for a crime he did not com mit. He returns to his Circle L ranch to find his father dead and sinister forces at work, trying to make him violate his parole so that he can again be railroaded to prison. The Brockwells and their gang are plotting to gain possession of Circle L ranch and the property of Mona Hall, a neighbor and life-long friend of Slim Loyale. Slim discovers that Sheriff Starbuck has joined the plot against him. With the help of Dakota Blue and his cow boys, Slim Loyale defies the land grabbers to do their worst. Slim could not remember his mo ther, for she had died when he was but a toddler. But there was a pic ture of her, a sweet-faced, grave-eyed woman, that Bart Loyale had always kept in the center of the smoke-stain ed mantel above the fire-place in the big, old-fashioned living room. Slim dug through some of the shelves in his own room and. uncov ered a snapshot of his father, wield ing a branding iron over a prostrate steer. This Slim placed beside that of his mother and sat there for hours before the two of them, Finally he went to his room. He cleaned up and donned fresh clothes, then went in to supper. Roy O’Brien immediately detailed the account of Steve and Charley attempting to gang him. The jolly little Irishman knew what he was doing, and it was not long before his natural humor and drawling tongue had Slim chuckling. Immediately after the meal, Slim went down to the corral and saddled a bronco. Dakota Blue accosted him fust as he was about to mount. “Give my regards to Mona, Slim,” he drawl ed. “Mebbe yuh better leave yore guns home.” Slim looked at him, frowning. “I ■don’t get yuh, Dakota.” The Circle L foreman rolled and lit a cigarette. “I understand that Leo Brockwell has been visitin’ Mona quite a bit lately,” he observed. “If yuh should happen to run into him —well, killin’ him wouldn't do yuh a bit of good if yuh had to go back to Jarillo for it, C’mon; gimme yore guns, kid.” There was no doubting the sincer ity or logic of Dakota’s proposition. Slim hesitated, then unbuckled his belts and handed over the scabbard- ed weapons. “Thanks, Dakota,” he good many years and she had become a sort of institution with him. She had always been kindly, gentle and understanding. No matter what tur moil of feeling Slim had even been in, a visit and talk with Mona had comforted him and clarified his mood. He had never seriously diagnosed his feelings toward Mona, He had never thought of her in terms of love, In fact, the issue of loving and be ing loved by anyone had never con sciously entered his life. He knew that there had been a deep, elemental bond between his fa ther and himself. But he had been content merely to bask in the sun shine of his father’s presence and to enjoy and value it with a fervency he could not, or would not analyze. As for Mona, she quieted him, made him feel that the world was complete and good. And he had been content with that. Now, with his father gone, there was a deep, aching void in Slim, and he was almost feverishly anxious to reach the warmth of Mona’s patient, understanding smile. He wanted to be near her, to look at her and to treasure her wholesome constructive friendship. The miles wore away swiftly and soon the beckoning lights of the Dot H Dot winked at him through the night. Slim’s pulse quickened. Gee, but it was good to be free of the de pressing stone walls and the scorch ing curse of barred cells and wind ows; to.be free to ride through the night again under the stars. And it using the light of the flaring match to scan the shoulder of the strange horse. The brand was a Half Dia mond B, Yes, Leo Brockwell was on hand. For a moment Slim hesitated. He doubted his ability to face Leo Brock well without trouble starting. Well he knew the sneer which could fie in young Brockwell’s voice and attitude. He knew, too, despite his efforts of self-control, that if Leo turned those sneers loose he would not be able to restrain himself. The thought came that perhaps he had better ride quietly away and visit Mona some other time. Then he re called that she had especially asked him over that night and he had pro mised. So he straightened his should ers, set his jaw and went up to the door, knocking firmly. It was Mona herself who opened the door. And when the warmth of her welcoming smile fell upon Slim, he was glad he had not weakened and ridden away, He caught her out stretched hands and squeezed, them. “Like old times, huh, Mona?” he drawled softly. Mona nodded quickly and linked her arm in his. “This makes me very happy, Slim,” she told him. “I really missed you dreadfully. Now listen to me; Leo Brockwell is in the living room. He and Abe Fomachon are talking over a cattle deal. I’m con sidering selling off a lot of my stock and Leo and his father are going to buy them. “I know vou don’t like Leo, but for my sake, try to get along with him. I don’t see why he had to come around tonight, when you and I have so much to talk over; but here he is, and we’ve got ot make the best of it, Promise?” Slim nodded. “If there’s an argu ment, it’ll be him who starts it, not me.” In the living room, Leo Brockwell A visit and a talk with Mona had always comforted him. said gruffly, as he rode away. Dakota watched until Slim had dis appeared into the dusk, then turned Lack to the bunkhouse, where he met Roy O’Brien. “Where’s Slim goin’?” a'sked Roy. “Over to see Mona Hall,” answer ed Dakota. “I jest persuaded him to leave his guns home. He might run into Leo Brockwell over there.” Roy grunted and nodded, “I get yuh. But don’t that leave the lad kinda helpless? Supposin’ he runs again somebody on the trail that ■don’t like him. He wouldn’t be after havin’ a ghost of a chance.” “I know it,” agreed Dakota. “That’s where yuh come in, Roy. Grab a nag an’ drift along on Slim’s trail. Yuh can keep him from knowin’ yo’re around, but in case of necessity yuh can step in an' take the play away from him. Savvy?” “Begorra, yes!” snorted Roy. “Out of my way; I’m ridin’.” Young Loyale had ridden the trail between the Circle L and the Dot H Dot many times before. And with quickening heart, he knew it was good to be riding it again. Slim had khown Mona Hall for a ood to know that warm wel- and Abe Fornachon,was g come, gentle smiles and kindly words were awaiting him beyond those cheery lights. Suddenly his mood chilled. What was that Dakota had said? Leo Brockwell had been visiting Mona considerably. Somehow Slim could not reconcile himself to the belief that Mona really cared for Leo Brock well’s company. Aside from her punchers and her old Mexican housekeeper, Mona lived alone. Doubtless, knowing her as he did, Slim felt that Mona would suf fer young Brockwell’s presence in sil ence and affability, even though she might secretly despise him. Well, Slim decided savagely, he’d certainly find out if Mona was more or less distressed by Brockwell’s at tentions. And if so, he’d soon remove the offending presence from the pic ture. * Sure enough, when Slim drew up at the ranch house, he found a sad dled horse standing at the hitching- j rail -which ran between the two big j sycamores that grew before the ver- I anda. He rolled' and lit a cigarette Mona’s fore man, were seated at the center table arguing mildly over some tally sheets. Evidently Mona had said nothing to young Brockwell about Slim coming to visit her. At sight of Slim, Leo came to his feet rather quickly, a half-formed snarl twisting his dark features, still swollen and bruised from the weight of Dakota Blue’s fist. Mona spoke quickly. “Don’t mind us. You two go on talking business. Slim and I just want to sit in the corner and have a quiet visit.” Abe Fornachon stood up and held out his hand. “Hello, Slim,” he stat ed. “Glad to see yuh back.” Slim shook the proffered hand. “Glad to be back, Abe. How’s tricks?” Fornachon grunted, “Oh, just fair.” The foreman was a big, gaunt fellow, with rock-hard features and deep, shadowy, unreadable eyes. He sat down and bent over his figures again. Young Brockwell did likewise, but the dull red of anger stained the sal low swarthiness of his face. Mona flushed at this apparent rude ness on Leo's part. “Ah, surely you haven’t forgotten Slim, have you, Leo?” she said. “Aren't you going to say hello to him?” “I gave him my greetin’ in town today,” growled Leo. Slim, his face cold, laughed shortly. “An’ Dakota Blue gave yuh my an swer, Broekwell, We’re quits.” Brockwell’s face grew .even more congested, but he did not answer. Slim led Mona over to a far corner and drew up-chairs. "Sit down," he drawled softly, “I just want to look at yuh for an hour steady.” Mona’s eyes glowed and she laugh- ted’ gently, "Silly. Tell me every thing.” Leo Brockwell’s ears were evident ly keen, for he turned in his chair, “That's right, Loyale,” he sneered. “Tell her everythin’. Tell her how it feels to be. a convict with a number on yore back. Tell her how it feels to walk lock-step in a line of other crooks. Tell ner—” A red haze seemed to gather in front of Slim’s eyes. He whipped to his feet and glided across the room. Mona, her face gone white, caught at his arm, but he pulled away from her. Beside Leo Brockwell’s chair Slim halted, rocking slightly on his toes. “Yuh dirty, cowardly whelp!” he rasp ed hoarsely. “Think yuh can pull that stuff an’ get away with it, do yuh, knowin’ I got a parole hangin’ over my haid that I don’t dare break? Well, yuh’ve made a mistake tonight, If yuh not ice, I ain’t packin’ no guns. But I got my fists an’ yore sure gonna know the feel of ’em. Get on yore feet!” Leo Broekwell stood up, his right hand dropping toward his belt. “Keep yore fists to yoreself, Loyale," he snarled. “Yo’re nothin’ but a damn convict out on parole, an’ yuh ain’t got any rights of decent folks. Try usin’ yore hands-on me an’ I’ll shore shoot yuh like a dawg. An’ nobody’ll hold me to account for it.” Slim grew very still and white and deadly. The hate he felt for this swart, sneering fellow nearly choked him. His breath rattled in his throat. Then he swung. That momentary pause that had fallen on the heels of young Brock well’s words had evidently lowered Brockwell’s guard. For a moment he thought that Slim was going to take his scathing remarks without retalia tion'. In this'he errpd considerably. He saw Slim’s sudden hunching of one shoulder and knew, too late, that a punch* was coming. He tried to duck, at the same time dragging at his gun. Slim's fist, swung with all the pent-up rage and sense of unfair ness which choked him, landed a lit tle high on Brockwell’s jaw. But it had plenty of impetus and power be hind it. For the second time that day, Brockwell knew' how it felt to be beaten to the floor by the impact of a human fist. He was not knocked out, but he fell on his right side, with the hand that grabbed for his gun’ momentar ily smothered between his body and the floor. Before he could free it,' Slim Loyale, literally diving' over the. upset chair, landed on him. I Slim wasted no time, All the bit-' terness, all the galling shame‘and in: dignation he had known through those long months of incarceration in the Jarillo Penitentiary now found outlet. He smashed at Brockwell again and again.. Brockwell, trying frantically to do two things at once, namely free his gun and protect himself from Slim’s barrage of punches, rolled his head in the wrong direction. The point of his jaw connected squarely with Slim’s fist, and he went limp. Slim was past all realization of the fact that Brockwell was unconscious. (Continued Next Week) Business and Professional Directory Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co, Established 1840. Risks taken on all classes of insur ance at reasonable rates. H?ad Office, Guelph, Ont. ABNER COSENS, Age)nt. Wingham, Dr, W. A. McKibbon, B.A. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Located at the Office of the Late Dr. II. W. Colborne, Office Phone 54. Nights 107 HARRY FRYFOGLE Licensed Embalmer and Funeral Director Furniture and Funeral Service Ambulance Service. Phones: Day 117, Night 109, AUSTRALIAN CORONATION CONTINGENT IN LONDON NOSE BLEEDS DR. R. L. STEWART , physician Telephone 29. Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (England) L.R.C.P. (London) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. W. M. CONNELL PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Phone 19. W. A. CRAWFORD, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Located at the office of the late Dr. J. P. Kennedy. Phone 150. Wingham ther injury to the broken wall of the I bleeding vessel. Tight pressure with the finger on the outside of the nos tril which is bleeding will usually control the haemorrhage in about five minutes. All nose bleeds, of course, are not due to bleeding vessels at the front of the nose. Common causes in child ren are adenoids and foreign bodies, such as beads and buttons. These us ually cannot be discovered except by your doctor, who also can remove the cause and so stop the bleeding. ' Some adults suffer from high blood pressure which indirectly may be the source of the repeated nose bleeds.' Here the blood from the nose is a warning that other trouble is present and the sign should not be neglected. In older people growths in the nose cause irregular bleeding and the soon er the tumour is discovered and treat ment begun, the greater the chance of cure. So it is very important that all per sons suffering from repeated nose bleeds should be examined by their doctor to find out the cause and to commence treatment before too much damage is done. Questions concerning Health, ad dressed to the Canadian Medical As sociation, 184 College St., Toronto, will be answered personally by letter. J. W. BUSHFIELD ■ Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Money to Loan. Office r—■ Meyer Block, Wingham THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A Thorough Knowledge of Farm. Stock, Phone 231, Wingham. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone. Wingham . 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In the through St. James1 Stop those repeated nose bleeds be fore you lose your job. Business to days demands a great deal if you are to keep your head above the tide and you cannot do this when your, health is being undermined by frequent haemorrhages from the nose. Often the cause and remedy are so simple too. A small blood vessel towards the front of the nose bursts its wall and bleeds for a while, Soon it stops, but before it is completely healed it breaks through at the same place again, and this may occur a number of times. Your doctor can cure these nose bleeds by sealing off the offend ing blood vessel with some ‘form of cauterisation. Il takes but a short time and is usually painless, When you are faced with the alarm ing picture of blood pouring from the nose what are you to do? Well, first of all, do not plug the nose with | anything, as this merely causes fur- China Display in Lucknow 100 Years Old Mr. R. J. Moore is at present dis playing a china tea and coffee service that is one hundred years old, and which intimately commemorates the accession of Queen Victoria to the throne, exactly a century ago, on the morning of^June 20th, 1937. Victoria was then but 18 years old, the onljr child of the Duke of Kent, fo.urth son' of George III, and was destined to become a queen beloved beyond all precedent during her reign of sixty- four years. This historic and valued service now in Mr. Moore’s posses sion, belonged to his parents, Mr. and Mrs. John Moore, natives of Eng land. Mr. Moore, who died in Luck- how in 1899, at the age of 91, was born in Yorkshire, England, in 1808. He was married 6n May 12th, 1832, arid with h’is wife came to Canada in 1844, seven years after Queen Vic toria’s accession, their first home be ing at Muddy York, now Toronto, and later they made their way to the Queen's Bush, settling near Rivers- dale.-—Lucknow Sentinel. Body Found in Lake near Underwood Thought to be one of the two' bod ies of the still missing members of the crew of the tug Frederick A. Lee, which sank in Lake Huron last fall, the body of an unidentified man, ap parently about 40 years of age, was washed ashore one mile north of In* vorhiiron Beach. The body was found about 2 p.m. by Cleve Culver and W. Parkinson. Dr, Ferguson of Kincar dine, coroner, and Constable Fergu son, of Walkerton, investigated. It Is What would liquid foods? how much we today. A glance at the neat rows of glass bottles on your emergency shelf will disclose vinegar, mayon naise, French Dressing, Worcester shire sauce, tomato juice, grape juice, vanilla, mustard, salad oil, mint sauce and perhaps half a dozen others. And milk, of course, always in a glass bottle so that yom can see the cream line and so that you can reseal the milk not used and keep it fresh. c The housewife with such an assortment of appetizers and flavor ing agents, may turn to any page of her cook book that strikes her fancy, knowing that she has the necessary ingredients safe and fresh in her stock of glass contain ers, ready to turn a simple recipe into a delightful treat. Here are two recipes that depend heavily upon bottled liquid foods: Caliente Salad 1 cup uncooked prunes 3 medium sized apples French dressing % cup sliced stuffed green olives , .% cup sliced red radishes 1 teaspoon Worcestershire jsauce Lettuce Mayonnaise; , Paprika - A* , Wash prunes, and cut from pits in very small pieces. (If prunes are very dry, boil in sufficient water to cover for 10 minutes, drain and cool slightly before removing pits.) Core and peel apples and cut each apple in four slices crosswise, forming rings; marinate these rings in French dressing. Combine ■ prunes, olives and radishes with enough mayonnaise to moisten,’ first adding the Worcestershire sauce to. the mayonnaise and mix ing well. Arrange apple rings on lettuce-garnished salad plates, al lowing 3 rings to a serving. Place a portion of prune mixture in center of each ring, top with mayonnaise and sprinkle with paprika. Serves 4, Economical Sauce 4 tablespoons salad oil 4 tablespoons cream 3 tablespoons vinegar Mustard Salt Pepper Mix the salad oil, cream, vinegar, little mustard, salt and pepper. Beat together quickly, with an egg- beater. The sauce gets white quickly and looks like whipped cream. Soon it becomes as thick as the best-made mayonnaise. Moreover, eggs are not required, the sauce will not curdle, and can be made quickly. Ideal for cold meat and fish. a thought that the body is that of eith- Within three weeks of the disaster er the capain or the chief engineer the bodies of three of the crew were of the Lee which sank Nov. 13th. washed ashore at Southampton. From all Stations in Eastern Canada GOING DAILY —MAY 21-31 inclusive Return Limit? 45 days TICKETS GOOD IN ® COACHES at fares approximately lc per mile. • TOURIST SLEEPING CARS at fates approximately l^cpermilo. • STANDARD SLEEPING CARS at farce approximately ! per mile. COST OF ACCOMMODATION IN SLEEPING CARS ADDITIONAL T233 BAGGAGE Checked. Stopoverfl at Port Arthur, Armstrong, Chicago and west. Picf:els,,SlcepingCarreservatiotiitdiidailinforiHdll<infrMianytigeiiii ASK FORHArtDBtI.I> CANADIAN NATIONAL