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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1938-06-16, Page 6WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, June IM, 1938- A /J SINGLE SHOT* OAUTOWm. By Luke Short SYNOPSIS With his partner, Rasy Rand, Dave ^Turner is rm his way to his ranch at Single Shot. Both are returning from prison where they have served sen­ tences for unjust convictions. On the train, which is carrying a large sum of money, Rosy's quick action and Straight shooting foils a hold-up while Dave saves the life of Martin Quinn, a gambler, who is being threatened by a desperado. Stopping at Single Shot, the sheriff tells 'Dave he is not wanted. Quinn defends Dave but Dave and Rand go to Soledad to meet Mary, Dave’s sister, and proceed on horseback to the ranch. Mary reveals she is married and tells Dave that the ranch is doing poorly, being beset by nesters and involved in a claim dispute, • i .t * *> '(We have no money, Dave. The two men we’ve got left haven’t been paid regularly in a year.” A sudden huskiness caught her throat. “N^ver mind,” Dave said quietly. <“WefV6 got the land and the water and the grass. Banks loan money, so we’ll have cattle.” > ■ i, “The bank' has loaned money, Dave,” .Mary said. “They won’t loan ns any more. A good slice of the pa­ per is due in a few days, too.” Her voice was suddenly bitter, “That’s another, present for you, Dave, from a .loving sister.” “Stop it, Mary,” Dave said softly. "I hate to hear you bitter like that.” They fell into single file now as the road narrowed between two can­ yons and slanted steeply up-hill. He remembered the place. These were the small badlands that announced the deep but gently sloping plateau — the Soledad Bench — which the D Bar T, his spread, was located. He recognized each landmark. Mary was ahead of him and he spoke to her softly. "Don’t worry, sis. The black days haven’t come to the Turner’s yet. Not for—” A spouting mushroom of fire wink­ ed from the high rinwrock and Dave .felt a searing slop on the top of his head that swept him off his horse in­ to falling unconsciousness. Rosy’s gun streaked up in cough­ ing savage lances of flame. Mary was kneeling by Dave as Rosy fought his horse quiet and leap­ ed off. Rosy struck a match. In its light they could see a raw smear of red on the top of Dave’s head, the blood oozing out from under the thick, black hair. Rosy put his ear to Dave’s chest. “Dumpin’ like a locomotive,” he an­ nounced cheerfully. Mary was sobbing softly. “It’s all right, Miss Mary.” Rosy gulped. “If they killed him, I reck­ on I’d just go hog wild." PRESIDENT’S WIFE AIDS “DRIVE SAFELY” CAMPAIGN Major cities throughout the United States and Canada are engaged in a drive to reduce traffic accidents un­ der a plan sponsored by the National Safety Council of America. Mrs. i Franklin D. Roosevelt has taken a personal interest in the campaign. When a U.S. poster contest was held, she served as judge and recently pick­ ed the top one for first prize, It is- Mary nodded. “So—so would-I.” “There’s a hombre up on thp hill, I think. I’m goin’ to take a pasear, He’ll come to pretty quick,” Rosy scrambled up the steep can­ yon wall. On the rim he saw a sprawled, prone figure, resting face downward on the stock pf a shot­ gun. Rosy struck a match. He was a thick-set man, dressed in soiled de­ nim pants, greasy shirt and tattered vest. He was unshaven and just where the stubble of beard ceased to grow on his neck, a thin stream of blood trickled. He was dead, Rosy let the match die and peered off into the night, listening. A scraping hoof gave him the clue he was waiting for and he walked ov­ er to a ground-haltered horse, He Jed the horse over to the rim-rock, loaded the man across the saddle and after walking south for a hundred yards found the aroyo which led down to the road. Mary was waiting for him. Rosy struck at match, wondering if the man would turn out Jo be some mounted. Rosy took Pave in his arms and followed Mary into the house, They entered a broad, low-ceiled room, a huge fireplace at one end, Rosy did not see the man seated in a chair before the fire as he laid Dave on a davenport. “Well, Mary.” the man drawled, Rosy looked up. The speaker was young, perhaps thirty, with a dark, coolly appraising face., He was dress­ ed in whipcord breeches and shiny boots, slouched comfortably on his backbone in the easy chair. “Oh, Ted!” Mary said, a little catch of fear in her voice. “Some one shot Dave.—!” She looked „at Rosy and flushed a little. “Excuse me. Mr, Rand, my husband, Ted Winters.” Winters nodded lazily. “Welcome, Rand.” “Howdy,” Rosy said. He looked curiously at Mary. “I wanted to surprise Dave,” she said, flushing a little deeper. , “What happened?” Winters drawl­ ed. He ’ lounged, out of his chair and came over beside Rosy, looking down A spurt of fire toppled Dave from his horse. one she knew. Mary peered at the man and Rosy let the flame die quickly. “Is it one of them ’ nesters?” he asked. “I’ve never seen him before.” Rosy shrugged. “Reckon you can lead this horse? I’ll put Dave up in front of me and lead his horse. How far we got to go?” “Three miles.” The Turner ranch lay on the shelt­ ered side of a large draw with slop­ ing grassy sides which served as a windbreak. Tall •sycamores mush­ roomed up in the black night, hiding everything about the house but the two spacio-us and lighted windows. No one greeted them as they dis­ at the unconscious figure on the dav- 1 enport. Mary left, for the kitchen. “Some whippoorwili on the dry­ gulch,” Rosy said. “This side of the bridge.” “The devil!” Winters exclaimed. “Who?” “I dunno. . He's out there . on a horse now. Take a look at him and see if you know him.” “You mean you got him?” “Dead,” Rosy said dryly. Mary returned with the basin con­ taining warm water ,and a mild dis­ infectant. She kneeled by Dave and bathed the-.wound, her face white. “Ted, it was awful,” she said in a low voice. The disinfectant was biting into the the work of Keith Shaw of New York. The CENTRE poster came se­ cond and the BOTTOM one third. raw flesh of Dave’s wound and he groaned and writhed under the pain. His eyelids fluttered, then opened, “What happened? Somebody shot at me.” “Some whippoorwill up in the rocks tried to blow your head off,” Rosy said grinning. Dave nodded weakly and shifted his eyes to Winters. “You the doc?” Dave asked him, “No, Dave, This is Ted Winter’s, my husband,” Mary said. “I yvanted to keep it a secret and surprise you.” “Well, sis, this i£ a surprise,” Dave stretched his arm out to Winters and they shook hands, - Dave smiling weakly. “You got the best girl I ev­ er knew, Winters.” “I know it,” Winters replied. He put his arm around Mary’s shoulder and she hugged him tightly. “Haw do you feel?” Mary asked. “Good. I’ll be up tomorrow. What was this all about?” * “He’s out there dead—on a horse,” Winters said. “Who was he?” “I’m going out and take a look,” Winters said. “I’ll put up your hors­ es while I’m at it.” He left by the front door and Mary and Dave look­ ed at each other. “You little devil!” Dave said. “I didn’t want it all to come at once,” Mary replied, laughing shyly. “Can you walk to bed? We can talk it over in the morning.” Daye nodded. Leaning on Rosy’s shoulder, he 'walked with dragging footsteps down the middle "corridor of the one-storey house. Mary open­ ed a door to a bedroom, containing a broad' white, bed in one corner, a cot in the opposite'■corner, and a sim­ ple, unpainted chest of drawers. “Mr. Rand, you have the room next door—or you can sleep here on the cot.* We’re just across ,the hall.” Mary bade them both good night, and left the room. ■ Rosy sat on the cot, drew a Dur­ ham sack from his pocket'and rolled a cigarette slowly then looked up at Dave. “I’m hittin’ the grit tomorrow, pardner,” he announced calmly. Dave stifled the surprise 'in his eyes. “What’s the matter?” he asked pre­ sently. “Is it what Mary said about our bein’ broke?” Rosy’s eyes dropped evasively. “It ain’t that. I reckon I ain’t ready to ►settle down yet. I want to wear out a couple more saddles before I pick me a corral.” “And leave me here, stuck with a bunch of land-grabbin’ nesters, a wat­ er-thievin’ fool, a proddy sheriff, and a bushwhackin’?” Dave said. “All right, you red-headed rannie, we’ll go together. Tomorrow mornin’!” “And leave things this way for Mary?” Rosy.asked. “If you go, I go,” Dave said firmly. ' Rosy regarded him a moment. “Look here. It’s this way. I’m go­ in’ .because I don’t hanker livin’ off folks that ain’t got enough to spare. I’d stay, but my work would bring you in nothin' and you’d feel bad be­ cause you couldn’t pay me wages.” “Part of that’s true,” Dave said. “But give us a chance. We still got everything we ever had and one day we’ll have her where she was. We planned this thing out together and then you run out on me. All right, I cart run out on Mary.” “You jughead, you will nqt,” Rosy growled. He crossed to Dave’s bed and gently shoved him back' into a lying position. “Stick up your foot and I?.ll pull them boots off.” Dave and Rosy were up before sun­ rise the next morning. Save for his paleness, '-Dave Seemed none the worse for the events of the night be­ fore. After building a fire in the Rig kitchen rangfe, he and Rosy strolled out to look the place over. The house was as it had always been and always would be, so long as any one was living it in. It was a stone affair with a low, sloping slate roof. The buildings were different. The board cook-shack was empty, its win­ dows gray and filled with cobwebs. The adobe bunkhouse, bricks show­ ing in places where the mud plaster had cracked off, lay between the cook-shack and corrals. , The barn ‘ itself seemed falling to pieces,* its ddor sagging, wisps of hay sticking out the weathered cracks. The corrals .Were awry, some of their bars down. They looked at the horses, perhaps a dozen in all. They were fat, but un­ cared for and shaggy. “Which horse was Little-Bo-Beep tidin’?” Dave asked. “That black with a white stockin’,” Dave looked for the brand. “Naked as a baby” he announced. That’s don’t help.” At that moment, Maty called them. She had breakfast nearly ready. Dave looked at the round table in the kit­ chen and noticed five places. “Who’s domin’ for breakfast, sis?” he asked. “No one,” Mary said brightly. “Those are for the hands?’ Dave was silent a moment. “You cookin’ for the hands?” Business and Professional Directory Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. Risks taken on aiU classes of insur­ ance at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont, ABNER COSENS, Agefct Wingham. DR. R. L. STEWART PHYSICIAN Telephone 29. J. W. BUSHFIELD . Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan. Office — Meyer Block, Wingham THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A Thorough Knowledge of Farm Stock. Phone 231, Wingham,ip • ■ Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. 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Both were well aware of that tradi­ tion that dictated that the rancher’s wife did not wait on, cook for, or serve the ranch hands.■** “Of course,” Mary said lightly. “We haven’t had a cook for three years, Dave.” * * “Can I do anything?” Rosy asked uncomfortably. Mary laughed. “You can, Mr. Rand. I haven’t much wood and there’s none split. Would you mind splitting 'enough to get through breakfast on?” “Not Mr. Rand to you, ma’am,” Rosy said. “I ain’t ever been called anything but Rosy all my life,” “All right, Rosy. Then I’m Mary to you; and not ma’am. The wood is out at the end of the cook-shack.” Rosy dodged out the door, and Mary and Dave were alone. Dave’s face was clouded. Mary looked up at him. “Rotten homecoming, isn’t it?” she said. . Dave nodded. • “Seeing a ranch in this shape almost makes me want to howl. You must have a cOuple of prime knotheads for hands, sis.” “It’s Tad, Dave. He’s been runnin’ the place for two years now, ever since old Link died. But he’s a min­ ing man, Dave, not a rancher. Re’s pulled us through the best he knows how, and I guess he’d be the first to admit that he hasn’t done a good job.” “Where is he this mornin’? Around the place?” •Mary was still bending over the range. “He’s in bed,” she said quiet­ ly, “He’s a city man and thinks we’re barbarians to. get up with the sun.” (Continued Next Week) SUMMER SALAD COMBINA­ TIONS Oranges add a ^refreshing juicy el­ ement to summer, salads. They bring out the flavor of other fruits and give their own delicious flavor element. Summer Orange Fruit Combina­ tion: 4 or 5 orange segments; 3 or 4 peach slices; 3 or 4 pear slices; 4 or 5 berries, grapes or cherries, Orange Banana Split: On a banana cut lengthwise, place 4 or 5 orange slices. Center each slice with a large unhulled Strawberry, a cherry or halv­ ed walnut meat. DRINKS BEFORE BED By Betty Barclay Before-bed drinks are very popular among those who do not wish to eat heavy foods at this time, yet feel the need for nourishment. Such drinks should be rich in food value; so cream, eggs, and sugar are in order* Egg Milk Shake 3 cups milk' , 3 eggs 4 tablespoons sugar . 1 teaspoon vanilla Dr. W. A. McKibbon, B.A. PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Located at the Office of the Late Dr. H. W. Colbome. Office Phone 54. Nights 107 ----r----------------- - -----------?— 34 teaspoon salt Few grains nutmeg . Few grains cinnamon Beat the eggs until very light; add the sugar, salt, vanilla and spices, then the milk. Stir till the sugar is dissolved, then beat well. Serve cold. Egg Nog . ‘ 4 eggs THIS MAY SAVE A LIFE With the advent of the outdoor sea­ son, which always claims many vic­ tims through drowning, a knowledge of the Schafer system of artificial res­ piration may be the means of saving lives. Lay the patient on his stomach, one arm extended directly overhead, 1 the other arm bent at elbow and. with tile face turned outward .and resting on hand or forearm, so that the nose and mouth are free for 'breathing, (SEE TO'p FIGURE.) Kneel, strad­ dling the patient’s thighs, with yoitr knees placed at such a distance from the hip bones as will allowtyou to as­ sume the position shown. Place the palms of the hands on the small of the back with fingers resting on the ribs, the little finger just touching the lowest rib, with the thumb and fing­ ers In a natural position, and the tips of the fingers just our of Sight With arms held straight, swing forward slowly so that the weight of your body is gradually brought,to bear up/ HARRY FRYFOGLE Licensed Embalmer and Funeral Director Furniture and Funeral Service Ambulance Service, Phones: Day 109W. Night 109J. % cup sugar 1 cup cream 3 tablespoons sherry flavoring Beat yolks of eggs until thick and. lemon colored. Add sugar gradually,, beating constantly. Chill well. Grad­ ually beat in flavoring and cream. Last stir in stiffly beaten egg whites- Serve at once in small glasses. on the patient. The shoulder should be directly over the heel of the hand at the end of the forward swing. (See CENTRE FIGURE), Do not bend your elbows. This operation should take about two seconds. Now im­ mediately Swing backward so as to completely remove the pressure. (See LOWER FIGURE,) After two sec­ onds, swing forward again. Thus re­ peat deliberately 12 to 15 times a minute the double movement of com­ pression and release, a complete res­ piration in four or five seconds, Con­ tinue artificial respiration without in­ terruption until natural breathing is restored or Until rigor mortis (body stiffening) sets in. Do Not Stop. A's soon as this artificial respiration has been started and while it is being continued, an assistant should loosen any tight clothing about the patient’s neck, chest or waist. Keep patient warm. Do not give any liquids what­ ever by mouth until the patient is ful­ ly conscious.