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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1938-08-25, Page 6*tSIX V i ♦ ............ r THE WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES' UMua.n Jlj!.... ................................................................................... ...... ................................ t Thursday, Algust 25tty 193$ ft A I V © AUTOCASTEH SYNOPSIS With his partner, Rosy Rand, Dave Turner is on 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 Pave 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 Pave 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. Suddenly a shot from the -darkness topples Dave from his horse. Rosy fires and kills the unknown as sailant and they rush to the ranch to treat Dave’s severe .scalp wound. Next morning, at breakfast, Dave and Rosy discover that Mary is now cooking . for the ranch hands—a bad sign. Af­ ter discussing financial matters with Mary, Dave and Rosy saddle horses .../and leave for Single Shot to deliver a corpse to the sheriff and see the town banker. Identity of corpse re­ veals him to be ex-employee of Ham­ mond’s. Dave, Rosy and the sheriff - immediately confront Hammond with facts, Fight between Hammond and Dave prevented by sheriff. Dave plans to raise alfalfa on his land and use money to pay off mortgage. Someone blew up the lake, Hammond thought it w?s Dave and.the latter suspected Hammond. A chance meeting of the two gives them an opportunity to clear away this false impression. .The hunt now turns to Crowell, the mys­ terious man of means and ambitions. Rosy rushes to Winter’s home to tell Mary of his suspicions about her hus­ band and asks her help to prove his findings. She picked it iip> turned it over, tiifeh. op'ened it. The note inside read: To Buck Hammond j You will never see yer dawter > agen until you pay 50,000$. ‘ if you want to see her agen folow thees dreckshuns—we will give you a day to get the munny on friday morning send sumwun with it on the eest bownd trane, the munny must be in wun hun­ dred doler bills, rap them in a wite sock and so it up. giv the man carying the munny a wach and hav him sit on the north sid of the car. pulled over wheel pass which will close to the him cownt too minutes by the wach frum the tim he pases the hors, when the too minuts is up t after the trane has the graid at wagen he will ese a hors be yor gurls puled side of the trax. hav hav him thro the sock owt the windo. if the trane slos up or ennywun gets of yor gurl will be put to death, if we get the munny she will he horn Saturday or Sunday, It was unsigned. Mary read it twice before she realized the import. At Dr. Fullarton’s the housekeeper answered her knock and took her to Hammond. “I’m Mary Winters,” she said breathlessly, “I just called at your house and found this note on the table.” “Sit down, please,” Hammond raid, wondering at her anxious manner, He unfolded the note leisurely and read. “What can any of us do?” Ham­ mond asked thickly. “They knew I was in bed and helpless. They knew she’d be home alone. I reckon you better fell Hank Lowe.” She mounted and rode swiftly down to the sheriffs office. “Dorsey Hammond has been kid­ napped!” Mary told him bluntly, of­ fering him the letter. The sheriff merely blinked and took it, opening it and reading it slowly. I Finished, he called: “Van!” A sleepy-eyed deputy walked in. “Git a posse up,” the sheriff said, I “Meet me°at Buck Hammond’s place, His gal has been kidnapped,” The sheriff waddled out of the of­ fice, leaving .Mary,alone. She shook herself. The only thing left to do was to go to the hotel and wait for Rosy or Dave. After Rosy had left him, Laredo finished his drink and started his search for the sheriff. He tried the office four times at five-minute inter­ nals and found the door locked. At the fourth try, finding the door still locked, he reemmbered the note Rosy had given him for Quinn, He went over to the Free Throw^ deiiv- er.e.d ihg note, bought d 6Suple of drinks and went back. • ; 1 This time the door was open. The sheriff had come and gone. Laredo made himself at home. An idea came to hint and he sat down in the sheriff’s chair, reached down and pulled out a bottom drawer where he remembered the sheriff kept the re­ ward notices. There was a drawerful of them and Laredo dumped them al! out on top of the desk, then set about looking through them. He kept Rosy’s des­ cription of Crowell in mind. Laredo could not read, but the picture was what he was after. Presently, he paused in his work and held up a card with a picture of a man on it. The printed matter might have been Greek, but the face suited him. He walked to the door, where he waited until a woman turned down the street. Laredo greeted her: "Howdy, I NAZI TOOL? He can What’s be a de’ the wo- I 1 ‘ ■ 1 ma’am.” He held the pcture “Can you tell me the name of jasper?” The woman looked again at card. “It says: ‘This is the face has terrified a thousand criminals and has trained a thousand detectives—J, J? Johns, Master Detective. The Con. tintental Detective Bureau, teach you’,” "Deteckative Bureau? that?” “Some one’s learning to tective from him—I guess,” man said. “Hank Lowe astudyin’ to be a de­ teckative,” he muttered. “Weil, I’ll be damned." He shook his head soberly and then began to laugh. Returning to the desk, he leafed through the cards again until he found the same type of face. The next passer-by he stopped was Pearson,’the banker. “Howdy, Mr. Pearson,” Laredo drawled from the doorway. “Reckon you can tell me what this poster says?” . Pearson, .stiff and unbending, look­ ed briefly at'the Placard Laredo held out for him to read " ‘Wanted for murder,’ ” he read aloud, “ ‘in El Paso, Texas. Simon Henry. Reward: five thousand dollars. Last seen—’ do you want me to go on?” “Nope, that’s enough. Much oblig­ ed,” Laredo said, He kept this placard out, pufi .the rest in the desk and sat down, cock­ ing • his feet up on the desk when SherifLLowe entered, a scowl on his face, , zp1*!*! ’* i “What do you want?” he growled at Laredo. “Deteckative Lowe,” Laredo ob­ served dryly. A slow flush suffused the sheriff’s face. "So you been lookin’ through £my stuff, huh?” “Me? Why, Deteckative Lowe! I wouldn’t be that low-down,” . He reached in his pocket for the note Rosy had. given him. “That’s from young Rhildj Shd he give me some instructions toz you to go with it.” Laredo Void the sheriff what Rosy had told him. As he . progressed, the sheriff sank info a chair,' his mouth open. “And he wants me to arrest Crow­ ell—the jasper that’s behind all this grief, and not even tell the danged coyote what I’m arrestin’ him for. Damned if I will! I’m double, ring­ tailed damned if I will!” "Yes, you will,” Laredo said gent­ ly. “You don’t know what Rand knows, enough about.” “All how are we goin’ to do it?” Laredo explained his plan, show- Neither do I, but he knows to know what he’s talkin’ right,” he said finally, “but PRIME MINISTER PRAISES CANADIAN TROOPS WA fine, clean-cut set of Cana­ dians” is how Prime Minister Mac­ kenzie King summed up his inspec­ tion of troops at Camp Borden on Aug. 19—‘Ail arms of the service, in­ cluding cavalry, infantry, mechanized transport, tanks and air force, went through their paces under a blazing sun for the prime minister. Here, Mr. King is seen being escorted on inspection of rank upon rank of in­ fantry. He showed particular inter- est in the operation of the fast* light tanks, and one of the deadly little machines was puf through a special demonstration for him. ♦ Mexico has become a Nazi propa­ ganda centre, a secret munitions mint and a stronghold of military training, certain political writers currently; in­ timate. President Lazaro Cardenas, seen here, is alleged to be but a tool in the hands of Nazi Germany, which is using him to shape the Latin-Amer­ ican republic into a Nazi stronghold. ing Hank the placard he had saved out. “This looks considerably like Crowell, from what Rand said. I’ll go over to the hotel and throw a gun on him and bring h’im over here and tell you hi§ name is Simon Henry, and that he murdered some jasper in El Paso. You bring out the card.” He grinned. “It can’t help but work.” “But,” the sheriff objected, “He’ll want a lawyer” “I’ve thought of that too,” Laredo drawled. “How many’ lawyers is there?” i • ; ■ “Two, I reckon. Hartwick and Scoggins,” the sheriff said. “All right. You go to Benning and tell him to hire Hartwig and Scogg­ ins to help prosecute the Henry case that’s cornin’ up. Pay ’em enough,and they’ll side in witli you. Then arrest Crowell and there won’t be any law­ yers in town to hire.” The sheriff thought a moment. “Plenty. Only who’s goin’ to pay for all the advice they don’t give?” “Let them argy that out between themselves.” tn Laredo said calmly. 'That’s what lawyers is for.” The -sheriff shook his head "weari­ ly. “Danged if it might not work at that. I’ll go see Benning.” When the arrangements were com­ pleted with the lawyers to the sher­ iff’s satisfaction, Laredo Went over to the hotel. The same back of the desk. '“Gent by the name gistered here?” "Come in a couple Want to see him?” “I’d sure admire to,” Laredo “Some one want to see me?” ed Crowell. “This gent,” the clerk said indicat­ ing Laredo. “I been lookin’ for you a consider­ able while,” Laredo said. "So you’re registerin’ under the name of Crowell now?” “Who are you?” Crowell asked. "Jackson’s the name,” Laredo drawled. “You’re Simon Henry.” He paused, sheriff’s - "Who to?” Crowell asked quietly, name is crowell, A. J. Crowell. I’m here on business.” “Your name is1 Henry, Simon Hen­ ry,” Laredo repeated flatly. “Wanted for murder in El Paso. Are. you corn­ in’ to the sheriff’s office or am I go­ in’ to have to take you?” Crorycll turned. "You heard this, didn’t you, clerk?” The clerk nodded. Crowell turned i to Laredo. "I’m not going.” “I reckon you^are.” Laredb said. I Laredo’s gtii^ blurred Up from his hip I to settle in Crowell’s midriff. He rea- ' ched up and took the guji from Crow­ ell. “I got* a prisoner for you, Sheriff,” Laredo said. "Name of Simon Hen­ ry. Wanted in El Paso for murder.” i “Look’here, sheriff,” Crowell said i heatedly. “What’s it all about?” “I dunno,” the sheriff said heavily. “JbSt k'pep your shirt on. I’ll see if we have anythihg about a,jasper nam­ ed Henry.” His slowness was mad­ dening as he shuffled through the no­ tices, finally extracting a card which he viewed critically for a fpll mitt* ute, then looked at Crowclt “Here’s a picture of Henry. It looks mighty like you.y This here says you murd­ ered a cattle-buyer for Lynd/s, name old man was of Crowell re- of hours ago. said, ask- “Are you goin’ over to the office without a fight?” do you think you’re talking “My of Louis Peyton, on the night of Aug­ ust seventh, last year. Where was you then?” “How should I know?” Crowell re­ plied heatedly, “I don’t keep a diary. Where were you?” “He was courtin’ a old maid by the name of Lizzie May,” Laredo said. “Ain’t that so, Sheriff?” Sheriff Lowe squirmed. “I reckon. Well, Henry, What about it?” “I’m not sayin a thing,” Crowell retorted. “I want a lawyer. The sheriff turned to Laredo. rou git ’em,” , | Laredo shook his head. • “And let this desprit criminal out of my sight? I’m stayin’ here.” Suddenly, he stopped short and snapped his fingers. “I know where I was August seventh last year. I was in North Dakota, Aspen Wells.” “Well, we’ll have to lock you up until we can hear from the marshal or sheriff there. Who seen you there? “Moore, a storekeeper,” Crowell growled. “Look here, Sheriff. Do you mean I have to stay m town un­ til you can get word?” "I reckon that’s it,” the sheriff said. The deputy entered, *'Well?” Crowell ask'ed. “They won’t take the case,” the de­ puty answered. “They say they been engaged by the prosecutin’ attorney to help put Henry in jail.” Crowell stared. “I want a hearing and I want ft right now,” he stormed. The sheriff shook his head sorrow­ fully. “The judge is in Walpais. He won’t be back until tomorrow night.” “And I’ve got to stay in jail until then?” “I don’t see no other way,” the sheriff explained. Crowell cursed savagely. “Now, now,” the sheriff said sooth­ ingly. “We got a right nice jail, I’ll get. a telegram off to the nearest rail­ road town to Aspen Wells. I reckon when the jedge comes, you can get out on bail.” He reached into a draw­ er and drew out a pair of handcuffs which he handed puty. “Take him house, Van, and King.” ...%•> , . (Continued to the waiting de- over to the court­ turn him over to Next Week) Shortest possible route from Japan to Vancouver is via Alaska and the Aleutian Islands, where ’construction of a $28,000,000 naval base has been authorized by the United States gov­ ernment An army air base for pur­ suit and bombing planes is already being built at Fairbanks, near the Yukon border. The Aleutians are the key to the defence of western Canada, explains Major-General Rivers, U.S. army, for Vancouver is within bomb­ ing distance of Bristol Bay, largest harbor on the Pacific. 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