The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-07-26, Page 6......................
WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES
again, yon
way recent, pros-
hills with the red
going to see you
said Barry,
unnerved. “You,
those three devils!
one man
And—and
INTO THE
SUNSET
BY JACKSON GREGORY
SYNOPSIS
Barry Haveril leaves his Texas
home to see the country, meets a man
who has just been shot who turns out
to be a cousin of his, Jesse Conroy.
Barry helps tane care of his wounds
and Jesse gives Barry his gun, a very.,
unusual one. When they part B,arry
leaves for home but finds the family
is no longer there. When he is leav
ing he suddenly comes across a dead
man who turns out to be his brother,
Robert. Barry starts searching for the
murderer and goes into the mountains
Jo find gold to use for continuing his
search. He finds a good spot, gets
gold and goes to Tylersville to get
money for it. There he meets Judge
Blue and his daughter Lucy, who help
him to get $450 for his g.old. Judge
Blue also tells him that the. gun Jesse
gave him is the gun of a murderer
known as the Laredo Kid. The Judge
invites Barry up to visit him and
there Barry discovers the horse and
saddle which was stolen from his bro
ther Robert when he was killed. He
finds out that it belongs to a cowboy
who will return that night. He waits
cutside the stable and finally a rider
comes up who turns out to be Jesse
Conroy. He accuses Jesse of‘killing
his brother and of being the Laredo
Kid. Judge Blue comes up behind,
Jriiocks Barry unconscious and tells
Jesse (Laredo) that Barry knows
where there is gold and he’s keeping
him until he finds out where it is.
Barry escapes, however, and as he is
riding through the mountains a shot
whizzes past his ear. The man who
fired the shot explains that he thought
Barry was the Laredo Kid.
“If I was only shore,” complained
the invisible man. Then he said more
brightly; “Step out where I can see
yuh good. If yuh ain't Laredo I won’t
drill yuh.”
Barry stirred ever so slightly, still
•crouching in the hollow, and thus at
last was able to make out the form
of the other man, standing close to a
pine. He lifted his gun and covered
trat dim form steadily. Then he an
swered with quiet emphasis:
"I’ve got you covered! Wiggle
your ears and I’ll be the one who’s
drilling you! Up with ’em! High up
and quick about it!”
A moment later the two, standing
fronting each other in the open, amply
satisfied themselves that neither was
the Laredo Kid. Barry found himself
looking down into the upturned face
of a dried-up little old man.
“No, yuh ain't Laredo, dang it,” ad
mitted rhe little gray man, and sound
ed more disgusted than ever. In the
same querulous voice he growled: ■ and grabbed Laredo by the legs. And
“Dang it, I dunno how I come to miss '
yuh like that, nuther. I ought to’ve
got yuh dead center.”
"What have you got against Lar- .
edo?” j
“Aplenty! An’ if T never do anoth-•
•er deed of kindness, long's I live, I’m ;
goin’ to let the bad blood out’n him,
■ Laredo said, “Yuh want some too, do
yuh, yuh little” and shot him through
the head. He went out laughing, the
boys said, but he went fast.
"Laredo, he crossed my trail close to six months ago; T was out on a des-!
ert stretch a consid’able ways from [
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an’ that’ll be all the blood lie’s got.
That’s a vow, stranger; hear me?
Mebbe it’ll be a long chase, with him
on the jump like he is—”
“Where’d he go? When?” demand
ed Barry. “What's happened?”
"Wait till I go git me my gun.” He
picked it up, dusted it off against a
pair of ragged old overalls,
"Come along over to my camp,. It’s
only a short piece back up in the gul
ly, We’ll squat an’ git acquainted.”
"Anybody else at your camp?”
"Jus’ Arabella.”
Arabella was as small and tough
and dried up for a burro as the little
gray man for a human being.
The old man by his own account
was a shiftless prospector, What his
real name was he never revealed; he
conceded that men called him Baldy
or Dad or Timberline, and that long
ago he came from Georgia.
Yep, he knoWed Laredo well, and
he’d knowed him a long while. Like
wise he knowed Judge Parker Blue,
an’ knowed him a lot better’n most!
He refused to discuss the Judge,
generally, and beyond hinting save
“That’s a vow, stranger,” said Timberline.
forny-way. Anyhow, he took his
Lucy with him; an’ he took his new
hired hand, that’ Zack Blount, an’ his
purty young wife along—they say
she’s a Hayeril, too. An’ he stopped
off at the New Branch, an’ told ’em
there he’d sold it, an’ he chased them
Haverils off; an’ folks say they for
shore headed to Californy.” He cock
ed a blue eye at Barry. “What yuh
askin’ fur?” he wanted to know.
"They’re my folks,” said Barry.
"Father and mother and brother; and
Zack Blount’s wife is my sister.”
"So you are a Haveril too, huh?
Shake, Haveril.”
Absently Barry shook as directed,
feeling his hand gripped by a small
one that seemed old leather on the
outside, spring steel within.
First Barry returned to Tylersville.
He went openly, in broad daylight,
but he was watchful at every step. No
one molested him; none seemed 'to
have any memory of him.
Before Barry left Tylersville he
here, southwest. I don’t do much talk- j drew heavily upon his pocket money
broadly that he had a fund of secret
knowledge about Judge Blue’s past.
In ;the Laredo Kid’s case, however,
the gates were wide open.
The Kid, said he, had managed to
get himself into such a mess that
there was nothing left for him but to
skedaddle, which he did with bullets
pesterin’ him like a swarm of hornets.
Laredo had busted square into the
Jamboree Saloon, and killed two men.
But he did even more than that. One
killed was Jake Hammond, a man that
folks liked real well. And Jake’s kid
Jackie, only nine years old, happened
in there, sent over by his mama to
bring Jake home; and Jackie saw it
all and went crazy over it and ran
in* about what happened—but I been
after him ever since ”
Presently Barry said, thinking
about hts plan for tomorrow;
"You seem to know * a good many
folks around here, Timberline. Hap
pen to know anybody out at the
Judge’s new ranch about thirty miles
from Tylersville?"
"I was out that
pectin’ them little
gullies in ’em. There was some new
folks out there, a man name of Hav
eril an’ his wife. A real purty' little
woman she was, too.” He pulled at
his mustache. "I was goin’ back to
see her some time, but she’s gone
now.”
"Gone? Why, they were there only
three or four days ago.”
“Gone now though. Y’see, young
feller, whatever happens in this coun
try gets talked about in Tyler, an’
whatever gets talked about in Tyler,
I find it out when I drop in. Three-
four days ago the Judge busted out o’
here, headed somewheres else. Some
folks sa/S he went East an’ some says
West; it’s my bet he’s headed Cali-
gal
and bought the first horse he had ev
er owned. He purchased the best to
be had on short notice, and’rode out
of town that evening, well equipped,
his carbine in saddle holster, conveni
ently at hand. He struck out for his
own place, at the head of Sun Creek
Valley.
Barry stopped at his own creek and
went soberly to work. Day after day
he labored all day long, with sand and
gravel, washing his gold in a deep fry
ing pan. Encountering one pocket af
ter another during three -consecutive
days, each as rich as the one he had
come upon the first day, he accepted
his good fortune quite as a matter of
course.
‘'Must be more than two thousand
dollars already! That’s more than I’m
going to need. I'll get started tomor
row morning.”
When he departed at daylight, still
heading north .and west, but beginning
to swing a bit more westwardly, he
carried his gold inside his bed roll.
Down in a long valley at the head
of a vast, rippling, grassy plain—cow
country, this was—he tarried at the
boisterous little town of Five Springs.
Some days before, a young man an
swering Laredo’s description, three
others- of his stamp with him, had
Stormed into town, paid his wild way
in gold dust, had gotten into a brawl
and-had stormed out of Five Springs
again, headed West. Barry followed
on.
Whenever he heard of depredations,
of lawlessness and cruelty and wanton
killing — and these were not uncom
mon — he sought his Cousin Jesse in
the neighborhood. But Cousin Jesse
rode on, ever westward.
Both Barry Haveril and the home
country back into which he rode had
changed during three years., Barry
was a good two inches taller; his was
a sinewy slim., figure, swaying grace
fully in an accustomed saddle; he
jingled spurs with the best; he used a
revolver as though it were a part of
his own body, as -much so as his hand.
He passed on, and found that this
was rapidly becoming cattle country;
looking down into the lower lands he
was always seeing herds, and occas
ional cowboys.
Within half a day’s ride from the
creek where he had found gold, he
came upon a brawling, squalling, lus
ty, raw brat of a town.
This was Red Rock when first Bar
ry saw it one late summer -noonday.
Everything was commotion and
dust and excitement, with the hum of
cross-cut saws, the thud of hammers
and the raucous voices of impatient,
sweating men.•
Barry, tarried twenty-four hours in
this bedlam and was glad to get the
noise of hammering and. sawing and
cursing out of his ears, the smell of
the place out of his nostrils.
He began to see landmarks on ev
ery hand that he knew as well as he
knew his own boots. But over the
first ridge, looking down into Pleas
ant Valley, he encountered the un
familiar again. Down a winding trail,
riding like a man in some sort of new
fangled riding habit, a girl with hair
flying like the waving water-manes
was the final note.
The trail'was steep and crooked, he
high above, she far below. Almost as
soon as he saw her he lost sight of
her around a bend. Once he heard
her horse’s hoofs clanging against the
rocks, though he could not see her.
Then he did glimpse her at the exact
moment when she pulled her horse in
so sharply that it slid on four bunch
ed feet. That was because three men
,had suddenly appeared before her in a
little Open place, the three abreast,
blocking the way.
He saw her whirl and start back
toward the valley. He heard a man’s
voice shouting; lie .saw one of the
three forcing his horse after her; he
saw the widening noose of the man’s
rope circling above his head — and
heard the girl’s scream.
Barry Haveril Shot down that steep
trail.
The two men holding her were so
utterly taken by surprise that they
stood stupidly and gawked; the third,
Slightly behind them and thus nearest
Barry, young and bleak-eyed, whipped
out his gun and fired, and his first
bullet struck Barry’s saddle horn and
whined off into the forest like an an
gry bee. .His second bullet went al
most straight down into the ground
as he was topping/ from the saddle,
for Barry had fifed as he saw the oth
er’s gun flash out, and found its tar
get unerringly.
The .fallen man’s horse bolted down
trail and crashed into the little knot,
human and equine, blocking the way*
In a moment of utmost confusion,
with the girl almost breaking free,
Barty saw the two men reaching foe
their guns, One of the two jammed
the muzzle of his gun between her
shoulders*
"You shoot, damn you, an* I shoot I”
he called out*
“Call it a draw then, so you clear
out/* Barry retorted*
This girl with the wind-blown hair
and violet-gray eyes and the lines of
her that fitted into Ms Ideals like a
beloved one in a lover’s arms, was the
loveliest thing he had ever seen. At
that instance Lucy Blue, like a little
wistful vanishing ghost, began fading
out of his life.
"I do thank you!” she cried out
then,
against_»>
■Tm
know,”
She pointed.
"I live down there. You can’t see
the house; it’s hidden by the pines,
Yes. You will come to see me.”
She spurred off down the trail, He
went on his way, headed for his lone
ly cabin and thinking of her.
Then at last he came into a coun
try where nothing had changed.
And then he saw a little trickle of
blujsh-gray smoke making its thin
wisp upward from his chimney! He
rode up to the cabin and dismounted,
throwing open the door violently.
Squatting before his fire-place, bus
ied with frying-pan and coffee pot,
was old Timebrline.
“Howdy,” said Timber, as thuogh
they’d parted yesterday. “Jus* in time
for supper.”
When Barry went straight to his
bunk and threw himself down and
laughed, and kept on laughing, Tim
berline could only suppose that he was
drunk.
.Continued Next Week)
MOLESWORTH
(Intended for Last Week)
Mr. Ed. Peters, of Toronto, spent
last week at the home of ’H. C. Felk-
ar and other friends.
Ileen Hardie is holidaying with her
uncle and aunt, Mr. and Mrs, Jack
Hardie, Moorefield.
Mr. and Mrs. Ferd Lowe spent the
week-end in Galt with their son, Mr.
and Mrs. Thos. Lowe and family.
Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Simpson and
family, of Fordwich, visited with Mrs.
S.^ Douglas, on Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Matt. Anger and- son,
Bobby, of Moorefield, spent a couple
of days last week with the latter’s par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Felkar.
A large number from around here
celebrated,, the Glorious 12th in Brus
sels on Wednesday last.
Born—To Mr. and Mrs. Roy Lowe,
at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ferd
Lowe, on Monday, July 10th, a son.
Sympathy is extended to Mr. and
.Mrs. H. R. Spence and family and Mr.
H. Grainger, in their recent sad be
reavement.
Mrs. Phillips and Mrs, Ohler, God
erich, are visiting with Mrs. Hardie.
Master Mac Morphett; of Windsor,
is holidaying with his grandparents,
Mr. and Mrs. John McIntosh.
Mrs. Sbarpin, of Minnedosa, Man.,
is visiting with her sister, Mrs. Jack
Brown and Mr. Brown.
Mr. and Mrs. James Elliott and
Lome, of Harvey, III,, are spending a
month with Mr. and -Mrs, H. R.
Spence.
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By BETTY BARCLAY
As modern as “The World of
Tomorrow” Itself? And so up-to-
the-minute that your guests shower
you with exciting compliments on
your cleverness!
Here is a novel cake-and-ice
cream miniature of the giant Try
lon and Perisphere which tower
over the great New York World’s
Fair, and you can be first in your
crowd to serve them. These amaz
ing buildings leave an indelible im
pression on every visitor to this
vast, colorful spectacle. And this
easy, delicious, appealing treat is
sure to make just such an impres
sion on your party guests!
Here are the necessary directions;
Almond Ice Cream
2 packages vanilla powdered’
freezing mix
2 cups cold milk
ft teaspoon almond extract
2 cups whipping cream
Whip cold whipping cream In flbowl until it holds its shape — no
more. Add powdered freezing mix
to cold milk, beat with egg beater
until smooth. Mix thoroughly with
whipped cream without beating.
Stir in almond extract. Pour into
freezing tray. Place tray in freez
ing compartment and freeze until
firm but mellow — about 3 hours.
To serve, dip out with acoop or
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Mr. and kMrs. Cecil Black spent
Sunday with friends at Belgrave.
Mr. and Mrs. Case Black and Freda
spent Sunday with friends at Port Al
bert.
Lucky Teter at C.N.E.
The deliberate smashing up of cars
seems a precarious and useless w.ay to
make a living. Actually the men who
risk their' necks in seemingly dare
devil stunts are doing a great public
service, for by testing these cars in
crashes and spills they are helping
through the knowledge thus acquired,
to make driving safe for you. "Lucky”
Teter, premier stunt-driver and safety
advocate, claims all motorists should
wear “crash” helmets—and certainly
he should know, as you will agree
Thursday, July 26th, 193?$
shape into balls- with tablespoon*.
Serve with apricot, sauce.. Makes •
about 3 pints.
Apricot Sauce
ft lb. dried apricots (ft cup)p
2
ft
3
ft
re
in-
cups water
cup sugar
tablespoons- lemon juice
cup light corn, syrup
Pinch salt
Wash apricots thoroughly,
moving1 any dark spots. Put
saucepan with the water, cover,,
and slowly bring to> boll; Simmer'
until very tender,, about 1 hour*
Rub through sieve; with cooklnr
water. There should be about 1ft!
cups puree and juice;, add enough,
water to make 2 cups. Add remain*
ing ingredients, bring- to boll, and
boil 5 minutes, stirring constantly,.
Makes about 2 cups..
To Make Trylon
Choose close-textured, butter cako
such as pound cake. Cut into-
three-sided pyramids about 5 inches
tall, having as bases equilateral
triangles with 1% to 2 Inch sides*
Frost -with 7-minute frosting to=
which a few drops of lemon juice
have been added to make it spread
easily. To frost easily, lay trylona
on waxed paper and frost 2 sides In
this position; when dry, turn and
frost third side.
.'1
when you see ‘‘Lucky’' Teter and his-
corps of Hell Drivers at the Canad
ian National Exhibition this year.
One Oversight
The doctor examined him twice a-
year. He wore goloshes when it rain
ed. He slept with his window open.
He stuck to a diet with plenty of fresh
vegetables. He got at least eight hours-
sleep every night. He never smoked*,
drank, or lost his temper. He did his-
daily dozen. He was all set to live
to be a hundred.
The funeral took place yesterday—
he had forgotten about motor cars.
China — the rice eating country —
eats more different varieties of food;
than any other country in the world.