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WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, February 29, 1940
SYNOPSIS
Lee Hollister, returning from a trip
abroad tp the Circle. V ranch, owned
by Matt Blair, who for twenty years
had been like a father to Lee, decides
to surprise the family. He sends them
up word of his coming and rides over
the hills to ithe ranch on horseback.
When he finally sees the wide ranch
land before him, he is astonished at
the unusual aspect of the place. He
is troubled, too, when he meets Slanty
Gano- on Matt’s land. Then Joey—old
prospector befriended by Matt—tells
him Matt is dead by his own hand. . ,
Joey says the ranch is going to ruin
under Lawler, manager 'appointed by
Virginia, Matt’s daughter, who is liv
ing in New York with her aunt and
uncle in New York—the Archers, Lee
goes east and persuades Virginia to
return to the ranch to save it..........
Mrs. Archer follows her, accompanied
by Stanley, son of Milton Bradish.
Stanley thinks he may be able to dis
credit Lee in Virginia’s eyes. . . .
She would leave a note saying that
she wanted to see him about—oh,
.about tlie time far driving the cattle
into the valley range. She wrote
‘swiftly and looked about for a place
to- put it and stopped short.
Her eye .had been ca-ught by a
bright bit of color lying on the floor1
behind the half open door. She went
over and picked it up, and her nose
wrinkled fastidiously as the odor of
■cheap perfume came to her. It was a
woman’s scarf, defiantly gay and
frankly soiled. It had evidently been
.hung on the back of the door, in full
and flautning view when the door was
closed, but discreetly hidden when it
stood open.
So that was all that his kisses had
meant. From her—to this!
The impulsive note lay on the table
■where she had left it. Virginia tore it
up slowly, bit by bit, and went out in
to clear fresh air again clutching the
fragments in her hand.
When she'had gone^ Josefa, who
had come here day after day„to watch
for a vanished Lee, crept out from
her hiding place behind a rock and
shook a passionate fist after the van
ishing figure.
“Ah, you touch it like it was pois
on, you drop it like the snake, because
it belong to me! I feex you! I theenk
you come thees way wance more, you
•proud one, and never again, no more.” * ♦ *
still up and smoking a
in the doorway of his
a familiar whistled call
brown hand came down on his shoul
der in an affectionate grip.
“You’re a good seput, Joey, Don’t
you get any notion that I'd sneak off
without you. We’re partners, and we
are going to Stick together. I’ve found
out something. The company that
bought in the Rancho Cellabos is just
a holding company for Milt Bradish.
He bought it under cover of another
name and he’s holding it that way,
probably until he gets the Circle V.
Now you see why Matt’s grazing priv
ileges on the Rancho Cellabos were
withdrawn.”
“Milt Bradish ownin’ the Rancho
Cellabos!” Joey commented wonder-
ingly. “It’s enough to make old Don
Luis set up in his grave.”
“Do you suppose Bradish really did
cheat him, Joey?” Lee asked,
“Well, not accordin’ to law, Lee.
All Bradish did was to sell him his
part of the Bonanza—they was two
separate claims, ye know—and Don
Luis didn’t have no better judgment
than to buy it offhand. Matt fell in
with Bradish when Bradish was down
on his luck, an’ Matt took him in an’
divided his grubstake with him, They
drifted down here and staked claims
out there in the gulch. They was sep-
was full of men diggin' an’ blastin’
an* sweatin’ for gold, but nobody ev
er found nothin’ els? that was wuth
minin’,
“I reckon Bradish was the fust man
to wake up. He was smart. He sold
out his claim to Don Luis, who was
all excited over the rush an* thought
this was his big chance to wipe out
the old mortgages and bring the
Rancho Cellabos back to what it used
to be. So he clapped on another mort
gage-an' had a grand time with the
money. He dug an’ blasted an’ tun
neled an’ cross-tunneled, bustin’ clean
through inta Matt’s claim a couple o’
times, until one day a blast that went
off too soon, caught him there, an*
when they p-ulled him out they found
he’d never walk again. By that time
he knowed that there wasn’t any gold
on that claim, They say he never
mentioned Bradish’s name again, but
for the rest of his life he set there in
the rollin’ chair Matt give him, in the
patio -of that crumblin’ old house an’
sometimes at the busted gate, with the
gun across his knees. Waitin’, folks
said, for Bradish to come back.
“But Bradish never come. Matt
'was prosperous then, an’ he got Don
Luis to sell back Bradish’s claim toLuis to sell back Bradish’s claim
“Oh, no, I wouldn’t, Lawler!”
arate claims, side by side, but they
agreed to help each other work ’em,
the first man to strike pay rock was
to share even with the other.”
“They shore worked. They goph
ered inta that hill for about two
months, with nary sign o’ color an’
both of ’em plumb disgusted an’ ready
to quit. An’ then Matt druv his pick
into somethin’ soft an’ yelled for Bra
dish to come.
“Well, ye know what happened. It
looked like a vein of pretty near vir
gin gold, but it was only a pocket, al
though they worked like crazy men
for weeks, huntin’ for the other end
of a faulted lode. But the pocket as
sayed high, an’ they divided fifty
Joey was
lonely pipe
cabin when
came to him. A few moments later
Lee swung off his horse in front of
him.
“Hello, Joey, I have some news for
you.”
“Well, it’s time yo’re back, ye un
responsible young niu^ance!”
All Joey’s anxious loneliness show- • thousand between ’em. By that time
ed in those /scolding words. A strong . the news had leaked out an’ the gulch
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air arm of the U.S. navy, leaving; in
1932 to operate his own flying serv
ice, When war broke out he offered
his services to the R.C.A.F,, and now
will Instruct Empire fliers under the
Commonwealth air training scheme.
Here he descends from a fleet training
ship after a practice hop.
him. He said it bottled up his land,
or some such foolishness.”
* * *
Lee was leaning back against .the
cabin, meditative and quiet. He had
purposely started the flow of Joey’s
reminiscence and had listened. Slan
ty Gano had boasted drunkenly that
a, certain big man would, give him
anything he wanted, because Slanty
had something on him. Bradish, a
man who could command the best ser
vice that money would buy, had put
this quarrelsome loafer in charge of
a ranch that he had acquired in Mthe
name of a holding company.
Where had Slanty met this man of
financial importance, and when? What
did he know or think he knew about
Milton Bradish? ... If it was Milton
Bradish.
He moved a few steps out and stood
again, quiet and contemplative.
Joey looked ‘-.up suddenly. There
was a curious stillness about Lee. It
was a waiting stillness, with a hint of
tensing■ muscles and senses sharply
alert. ,/
“Put ’em up!”
Lee shot forward like a released
spring. There was a scrambling crash
in the darkness back of the cabin, a
thud and a smothered curse, the sound
of grunts and writhing bodies.
“Oh, no, I wouldn’t, Lawler!”
A knife described a darkly gleam
ing arc through the air. Joey dodged
it as he hurried anxiously back to see
Lee kneeling on something dark and
struggling.
“What’s the matter, Lee? Did he
knife ye? I’ll—”
“No, Joey, just tried to . . . I’ll take
that gun, Lawler. I know you’d hate
to lose your head. Now be nice, or
I'll shut off your wind again . ... .
Listen!”
From some distance' away there
came another scrambling sound, as if
a stealthily moving body had missed
Its footing and slid for several feet.
“So Slanty got away and left you
to face»the music?” Lee inquired
pleasantly, “That sounds like him.”
He paused for a reminiscent grin,
“There’s a lot of manzanita on that
slope,” be added thoughtfully. “Pret
ty thorny scrub, Lawler. I shouldn’t
wonder if he’ll have some nice long
scratches to identify hint to-morrow—
only we don’t need to ... Get tip, you
polecat."
Lawler swayed groggily to his feet.
“I wasn't doing nothin’," he muttered
sullenly,
"I’ve watched your double game,
Lawler, taking your wages from a
woman and using your job in twenty
different ways to make her so diseour-
aged with the place that she will bp
glad to sell. But you’re through.
You’re leaving tonight."
“Say, ye think yo’re the big boss
around here, don’t ye?" Lawler blus
tered, stung to a fresh'rage, “Yqu
ain’t nobody here at all, and every
body knows it but you,”
“Counting on that, Lawler?"’ The
voice was dangerously gentle, “May
be I haven’t a technical right to fire
you, but I can" run you off this place
like a scared rabbit, and I’m doing it
now. Move!"
Lawler gulped and glowered, His
knife was gone, his gun was gone.
Sullenly, he withdrew.
Hoofbeats were approaching,
cheerful voice hailed.
.“Hey, Joey, everything all right?"
. Joey answered the hail, and. a mo
ment later Curly clattered up to them.
“Just saw Slanty Gano ridin’ away
in an all-fired hurry,” he volunteered,
“and I wondered if he’d been up to
any devilinenj here. Didn’t I see
somebody breakin’ for cover?"
“Lawler,”’ Lee answered for Joey,
who confirmed it with a vigorous nod.
Joey was still glowing with the joy
of Lee’s fight. “The two of them
were hanging around in the dark with
their ears open. Slanty didn’t stay to
be sociable, Lawler did. By the way,
Curly, he’s leaving the Circle V to
night. How about having one of the
boys see him to his train?”
Curly loosed a joyous whoop.
“Shore, Lee, I’ll do it. Talce him or
chase him, whichever you say, Much
obliged for handin’ me the job.”
* ♦ *
The next morning Virginia heard
from Curly that Lawler had abruptly
left her employment during the night.
“But why did he leave so suddenly?
Did anything happen?”
“W-e-e-U—•” Curly hesitated. “I .rec
kon mebbe he did have a .kind of dis
agreement.”
“With whom?”
“Well, now, he didn’t say.”
“Thank you, Curly.” She had mer
cy on him, but two bright spots burn
ed in her cheeks. “And I’d-like you
to take, his place, please.”* (
“Wh—I reckon I’d be pleased to.”
Curly ducked his head in embarrassed
thanks. “I’ll, shore do all I can for
you, Miss Virginia,” he added earnest
ly. “I’ll get on the job right now."
He was off, grinning and happy,
but glad to escape. Another-step was
approaching, andv Virginia did not
need to be told that this was Lee.
There was a quick warming of Lee’s
eyes as he saw her, but her own flash
ed angrily.
“So you have- taken the liberty of
discharging my manager—or terroriz
ing him out of my employ!”
The -warmth vanished.
“If you want to put it that way,”
he sajd briefly. “Lawler was dishon
est and deliberately worked against Rennie
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your interests, and he was drunk half
the time. If you had been on the job
yourself you’d have known it.”
. “I am glad that you at least recog
nize that it is my job, and not yours,”
she replied coldly. “I have appreciat
ed your good intentions, but I
care for your methods., Do I
myself clear?”
“Absolutely.1
“But perhaps-
“You have
my hands.”
heeding him,
with unusual
tied and humiliated me' before my
own men and my friends. I hate you!”'
‘ Her Voice- choked a little. 1 The
warm look came back to his eyes as
he looked down at her standing by
Matt’s old desk, so small and lovely,
so bitterly angry at him. 0
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “Not
about Lawler. That had to come. But
we always seem to hit things'off the
wrong way.' I came up to tell you
about it, but I don’t believe you want
to hear it now. Good-bye—Virginia.”
He went out without further ado.'
Virginia Sat there for some minutes
longer, flushed and stormy. She was
still angry, but there was a hurt in it.
How could he(- and why had she
said what she did?
The most exasperating thing of all
was her enormous relief that Lawler
had gone.
(Continued Next Week)
of the locals. A .penalty fo'r tripping
gave Wingham a man' advantage but
they were unable to get it past Schaef
fer in'the St. 'George, nets. In the
second period, the teams settled down
and played better hockey but neither
team could score.
In the third, two penalties were
drawn by Cardwell .for tripping and
Wingham twice pressed hard but fine
stops by Schaeffer blocked some real
scoring threats. With only a few min
utes left, Smith'took a rebound that
flew off the corner of (the net and
gave McLeod not chance on his shot.
A moment later Mulholland banged in
a loose puck from a scramble in front
of McLeod, to end the scoring. For
St. George, Schaeffer, in goal, turned
in a fine game, and for Wingham, Bell
and McLeod were effective.
St. George:. Goal, Schaeffer; def.,
__7 .3 and Cardwell; 'fordwards,
Smith, Mulholland, iMason; alt., How
ell, Diamond, Ellis, Wehrstein.
Wingham: Goal, McLeod.; def., Bell
and Lockridge; forwards, Templeman,,
Hilbent, Wilson, Carter, Breen, Ern
est. ’ -
' Referee—H. Brown.
Huron Prize Winner^
Hur.on county prize winners at the
Provincial Seed Fair held at King Ed
ward, Hotel, Toronto, Feb. 12 to 16
were: In open-class barley exhibits,
W. R. Douglas, Hensall, 2nd; in Jun
ior class barley exhibits, James Ire
land, Brussels, 6th, and Hugh Hutchi
son, Gorrie, 10th. Tihe two latter ex
hibitors were members of the Junior
Farmers Grain Clubs, organized
Agricultural representative J.
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ly revolving saw, nipping off the ends
of the (third and fourth fingers. —
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Fingers Lacerated by Saw
Lawrence Moyer, who makes his
home at'the Commercial, Hotel, lent
a hand at af wood-sawing bee at Tim
Cronin’s residence, where Menno Illig
Was in charge of a circular sawing out
fit. Lawrence, took charge of the feed
ing of the saw, and in a moment
where he took too many chances, his
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She went on without
and he checked himself
patience. “You’ve belit-
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BANTAMS LOST TO
ST. GEORGE 2-0
Second Game Will Be Played: Here
Thursday Night
In the first round of the Ontario
Bantam play-downs, Wingham was’
defeated 2-0, in St George oh Friday
night. It was the first game of a home
and home series, goals to count, the
second game to be played, here on
Thursday night.
The teams Were evenly balanced*
and ho scoring was done until the
last five minutes of play.
During the first period the play was
hot up to the standard set in the Clin
ton Series, the teams being disorgan
ized in their cembinatioh efforts,
Changed Wingham lines because of
Anderson^ ilincss affected the play
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LISTOWEL
Auction Sales Conducted.
Monuments and Monumental
work. 100 Monuinents to choose
, from.
Phorie: 38 or 121 - - Listowel
DR: W. M. CONNELL
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
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Physician arid Surgeon
Located at the office of the late
Dr. J. P. Kennedy.
Phone *50, Wingham
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Bands, Investments & Mortgages
IWingham Ontario
R. S. HETHERINGTON
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Listowel Days: Tuesdays and Fri-
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Car Kills Fox
Big^chunks of. ice are these days
falling off the fenders and under-car
riages of automobiles. Driving along
the eighth concession 'of Colborne
Township, Orval McPhee, Boundary
Road, thought he sttruclc a chunk. But
he wasn’t sure, so he brought his car
to a halt and Walked back, only to
find a big red fox breathing its last.
He had struck it on the fly and ran
over its shoulders.
Record Prices in 1939
Hog prices in Canada in 1939 were-
the highest, with one exception, since:
1930, the average price per hundred
weight being $8.65. In 1938 it was.
.$9.25, while the previous high mark
was in 1930 when the price was $11.-
10.
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