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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-09-28, Page 6;ir r* WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, Sept, 28th, 193SR INTO THE SUNSET BY JACKSON GREGORY SYNOPSIS Barry Haveril goes hunting for a cousin of his, Jesse Conroy, known as the Laredo Kid, who murdered his brother, Robert. Barry is befriended by Judge Blue and his daughter, Lucy. The Judge turns out to be a friend of Laredo’s and a bad actor, Barry es­ capes, however, and meets an old man named Timberline, who also is gun­ ning for the Laredo Kid, After several years of searching, Barry returns to Judge Blue’s house, where he meets a man called Tom Haveril whom he accuses of being his cousin, Jesse, in disguise. Barry becomes convinced of this later and they have a gun battle, both getting hurt. Recovered, Barry discovers Tom Haveril has married ' Lucy whom he loves. Barry kidnaps Lucy, and after a gun battle with Haveril’s men, takes her to his cabin tn the mountains. There he finds the real Laredo Kid wounded and dying. -There Lucy learns she is not Judge Blue’s daughter but a wealthy heiress whose parents were slain when she was a little girl. Meantime Timber­ line brings news of pursuit by Tom Haveril and Judge Blue and etheir men. Lucy is sent on to Barry’s ranch. Barry and Timberline take to the hills with the dying Laredo, who gets well, and escapes with the hors-1 any time, es. Afoot, Barry and Timberline make it to the ranch, where they learn that Judge Blue and Tom Hav­ eril are heading a posse after Barry, for “stealing another man’s wife.” Lucy, who knows it is the money they’re after, flees with Barry to a deserted cabin. Barry is alone in the cabin, fixing supper, when Tom Hav­ eril steps in the door, with guns drawn. Suddenly, Lucy appears. “I am sure! Wait!” He dashed out­ side and began calling at the top of his voice, “Molly! Molly, where are you?" From out of the dark almost at his side Molly stepped silently up to him. “I know,” she said quietly. “Me, I run, Barry, an’ I come back, an’ I listen. I see that man he is jus’ like Jesse Conroy. I see him with gun, an’ he is goin’ kill you, But I kill him for other thing, Barry. Long time, he kill Robert, like you tell me. So I kill this man, that in the bad light is like Jesse and has same voice Suddenly, with no hand lifted to stay her, the half-Indian girl melted away into the night. "I am so glad, so grateful to God!" cried Lucy. “And so ashamed to be glad at a time like this!” “God wants you to be glad, dear he said very gently. “ He made it happen like this.” “Everyone will always think- He interrupted, wishing to shunt her thoughts aside, also seeking in­ formation. “What was it Molly want­ ed with you?” he asked. She wanted to ask about Jesse Conroy, and to warn us to watch out for him, since he might come here ___ And she was telling me .something about—about Tom Haver- turned face when he noted the ner of a wallet sticking out of the dead man's leather coat. Barry opened the wallet; he found a folded paper which he opened to make sure it was what Lucy wanted, At first glance he saw it was not, for it was discolored with years, break­ ing along the folds. He made out that it was a letter written to Philip Con­ roy, Esq., Laredo, Texas. It was signed, David Hamilton. Enclosed was a second brief note, also years old, addressed to Col. Dave Hamil­ ton, Laredo, Texas. And this one was signed Parker Blue. He and Lucy, going close to the fireplace, read the two letters toge­ ther, and at the end both exclaimed, voicing the same thought almost in the same words: “This was the hold Jesse Conroy had over Judge Blue!” “Enough to hang him,” muttered Barry. “Somehow Tom Haveril got it from Jesse, along with the iron c notes read: cor- box, I reckon.” The first of the two Philip Conroy, Esq., Laredo Flats^ Dear Philip; I have this curt communication from Parker Blue, of whom I spoke to you a few days ago. It would seem that all is ripe to go ahead. I have the money just received I’ll go leafy “Tom!” cried Lucy. "Don’t! I — I’ll kill you, so help me God—•” Tom Haveril whirled. Barry made his dive for his carbine. A shot rang ©ut—another shot. Tom Haveril reel­ ed backward. As the weapon slipped out of his hands he sagged at knees staring horribly at Lucy. Juried to speak but crashed to floor. ‘ i Lucy came running in, Barry’s gun smoking in her hand. “I have killed him! Oh, God for­ give me—T have killed him!” “You. have saved me from being murdered,” said Barry. He caught Toni Haveril by the shoulders and burned him over. “Hq isn’t dead,” he said. “Maybe Cail pltll him through.” “We’ve got to save him, Barry. We’ve got to! Oh, if you love me—” The next instant she was sobbing wildly in Barry’s arms. “He—lie’s dead!” she gasped. She cowered down where she stood, her face in her hands. Barry did not lift his eyes to her; they remained brooding upon the gun. He kept turning slowly. It was a six-shooter, the shells. “Lucy!” he shouted, didn’t kill him! You couldn’t! There is not an empty shell in the gun! You didn’t “Barry!” Then her face, for a joy­ ous instant so bright, clouded instant­ ly. “You are not telling me the truth, Barry. You want to save me and so you have put in a fresh cartridge.” WSSKS Enough to hang him," muttered Barry. the cylinder He counted "Lucy! You shoot at all!” “She knew him too?” he asked swiftly. Lucy shook her head. "She had never seen him, but Jesse Conroy had told her boastingly of a man he call­ ed Counsin Tom that he was work­ ing a big scheme with, and I knew he meant Tom HaveriL” "How did you know?”’ “Your father told me; he knew Jesse Conroy’s father, Philip Conroy. He said that Philip’s son Jesse, from the time he was big enough to load and fire a gun, was the worst of a bad lot. He ran away from home with a wild cousin of his, named Tom Haveril. And your father said that, though Jessei Conroy came to be call­ ed the Laredo Kid, half the things laid to his door were done by—by Tom Haveril.” "That tells us how Tom Haveril came by the flat steel box and your pictures,” mused Barry. “Jesse stole them from the Judge, Tom Haveril stole them from Jesse.” Barry stepped across the room tn where Tom Haveril’s body lay. He was drawing a blanket over the up- at hand, ready when he comes. You will note that he wants to come next Monday; also that he wants the mat­ ter kept sub rosa. So I suppose, you . had better postpone your visit to us. I’ll write you about it as soon as it is settled. With-our sincerest and your dear ones, Y’r Most Obd’t. 1 regards to you to in Servant, David Hamilton. The enclosure read: Dear Col. Hamilton: I’m coming Monday. Be sure have the Ten Thousand Dollars cash. We will make a Hundred Thousand out of it sure. But keep it all secret. I will tell you why. I am counting on finding you alone Mon­ day. This, is Important, - Colonel. I am sending this over by one of the boys. He don’t know what is in it. Yours truly, Parker Blue. "And then,” growled Barry angrily “he went over and murdered every­ body in the house except you, grabb­ ed the ten thousand and, maybe in a flash of inspiration, carried you off!” They heard no sounds as they rode names were released with the picture FLIER TAKEN PRISONER BY NAZIS SAID CANADIAN PILOT The arrow points to a Royal Air Thompson of Pentanguishcne, No cd to land tn Germany during one of flier taken prisoner in Ger-Force many, who has bceu identified by ft which was passed by German censor cousin hi Ogdensburg, N.Y,, as ft Canadian, Pilot Officer Alfred Burke Thompson, who was apparently fore- told he was listed as “missing.1 and radioed to New York. Pilot the "leaflet" raids, was first reported interned in neutral Belgium. Later his father in Penetanguishene was along save those quiet noises that be­ longed to the wilderness night, nor did they catch a gleam of any fire until they were almost at journey’s end. Lucy saw it first, just a bright glint through the pines. “That’s not a light in the house,” said, Barry, puzzled, as they pulled their horses down, “It’s a fire out in the pasture; maybe it is a campfire, You wait here a minute, Lucy; ahead on foot,” “Oh; be careful, Barry!” Barry, peering around a buck-eye, saw that there were three men under the of them were busily occupied hang­ ing the third} The two old men pulled on their rope and their prisoner swung about so that Barry could see his congest­ ed face and his wildly glaring eyes. It was Sarboe! “Stop it!” Barry shouted then,, and ran forward. With a snort of disgust Timberline let go the rope; his assistant did the same, and Sarboe, firmly planted again on solid earth, teetered a mo­ ment, caught his balance and turned eloquent, bulging eyes on his rescuer. Barry was due to be startled once more. Sarboe had caught his breath and now burst out into such a tirade of curses and accusations and dire threats against Tlmebrlipe and Cliff Bendiger that his stream of invective was like a torrent from a dam break­ ing. “That’s why we done it, Sundown! Yuh see, we figgered out, me an’ ol’ Cliff here, we cc.uld make him talk. Well, we done it! Now I reckon he kin tell us all he knows!” Barry, still laughing said, “Wait here a minute,” and hurried back to Lucy. A few minutes later all of them were in the house, where no one had thought of going to bed, ga­ thered in a general “You—you knew Haveril?” put in young widow. “A-plenty,” said old tree, and that two conference. a lot about Tom Tom Haveril’s Sarboe. “Them two is a match-team for gen’ral cus­ sedness. I’ve knowed bad men, but none worse’n them two—onless yuh count the Judge. An’ both Jesse an’ Tom somehow had the ol’ Judge over a barrel; he was scared o’ what they might do, or what they might tell on him, I reckon; an’ for years they bled him o’ money, an’ he was a hard- bleeder, too! Yuh’ve all heard o’ the Laredo Kid? Well, I used to think it was Jesse Conroy; I got to thinking later it was Tom; an’ later on, I got to wonderin’ if both of ’em 'wasn’t him!” "I was sorry I couldn’t talk soon­ er,” said Sarboe, “I’d mebbe have saved Miss Lucy marryin’ Tom Hav­ eril.” They discussed briefly what effect the taking off of Tom Haveril might have upon the strategy of their per­ secutors. There remained the Judge, Laredo and Sheriff Ed Brawley, all planning murder in the name of sum­ mary justice. Ken March offered thoughtfully: “There’s a lot of square, fair-minded men in and about Red Rock. They’ve heard only one side of the story. The thing to do is get the truth over to them.” Ben Haveril nodded and said em­ phatically, “An’ Sheriff Brawley c’n be talked to. Happens I know! For six-seven years the Judge has had him like that.” He indicated what he meant by flattening his thumb on the table. A blue-eyed Lucy clung to Ken March, murmuring, “Oh, Ken! Ken! If—” A gray-eyed Lucy at last allowed herself to Nspeak words she felt she should not voice — not until some later day. But would that day ever come? “I do love you so, Barry! I have loved you with all my foolish heart since that day in Tylersville. And, Barry, if you don’t come- riding back to me—Kiss me, Barry,” ' . Never before had they kissed. He drew her into his arms, he lifted her* off her little feet, he almost crushed her. “Hi!” yipped Timberline, “Are we tidin’ or ain’t we?” So they rode, the seven of them, Timber and Cliff Bendiger headed straight for Red Rock on their er­ rand, while the others turned off to­ ward Barrys’ cabin and the mine higher up. and beyond. “It’s going to be as simple as walk­ ing downhill,” he most too good to Sundown?” Barry saw what in the bed of the ravine were a score of men who had been stationed, here by the Judge and Tom Haveril “to guard the properly until the rights of the matter were settled,” At the mo­ ment their “guarding” the property consisted in looting it, They went swiftly but without re­ vealing themselves. Rive minutes lat­ er a score of astonished gold thieves found themselves staring into the muzzles of five rifles, They gaped and rubbed wet hands said. "Looks al* be true,, don’t it. he meant. Down INVESTIGATE ACTIVITIES OF MAN KILLED IN FIGHT - Ill & w ■ From his Clarkson home (LEFT) 37-year-oId Earl Baker (RIGHT) set off on many after-dark trips in a light truck, neighbors reported, after hearing that Baker had been killed in a fight with a young man and woman whom he alegedly robbed at gun­ point Sept, 22, near Streetsville; Ont, He had lived at Clarkson six years and had; previously been convicted of shop-breaking. Police are looking for a possible connection between the- dead man and the disappearance of Morris Gershon and Murray Baker,., poultry buyers. on their overalls and chaparejos, and *To Make a Vegetable Soup 3 2 1 2 never a man of them said a word meant for Barry’s ears. “Some of you know me and some of you don’t," said Barry, “I’.m Bar­ ray Haveril, and these are my dig­ gings. You’ve been put here by Judge Blue and Tom Haveril. Well, Tom Haveril’s dead, with a bullet through his gullet, and the Judge is as good as hanging from a tree for murder done a dozen years ago. If you boys want to stick your guns!” “Wh-what’s back. “I’ll prove turned Barry swiftly. “One of you can come up here and look at some papers I’ve got in my pocket. They’ll show you how the Judge is out on a limb that’s already broken off.” (Continued Next- Week) i_____________ THRIFT WITH FISH with those two, go for that?" a man called what I’m saying,” re- If you want to be thrifty, and whe­ ther we like it or not, most of us just have to be, buy whole fish, with head and tail left on. There are several val­ uable reasons for doing this. First, you can tell whether the fish is fresh or not. Full bright eyes and gills, firm fins and tail-is a sure way of de­ termining this important point. Sec­ ondly, the head, tail, bones and skin should be used to make fish stock and thus get extra value from your purchase. 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