HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1940-03-21, Page 6Thutsday, March 21st, 1940WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES
KINGor MANION?
There is only one decision to be made by the
Canadian people on March 26th • • . It is this?
Shall our country’s war effort be handed over
to unknown, unnamed politicians ♦.. to a make*
shift cabinet with Dr, Manion as the self-appointed
leader? Or * ♦ .
Shall' our country’s war effort be continued
vigorously and faithfully by the known and
proven administration of Mackenzie King?
That is the question YOU must answer.
Up a Blind Alley?-or-Out in the Open!
o’
It is time for plain speaking. Dr,
Manion’s pretence of offering
“national” government is sheer polit
ical deceit* Because: even if he were
elected to office, Dr. Manion could not
organize or lead a truly national gov
ernment. The parliamentary group
which might follow him would fail to
represent all Canada. It would not
represent die people of the national
Liberal party. It would not represent
the people of the C.C.F. party* It
would not represent the people of the
historic Conservative party which Dr.
Manion has now scuttled.
Do not be deceived!
Dr. Manion cannot give you
National Government.
The best he might give you would be
government by unknown followers.
He invites you to follow him up a
blind alley—to vote for a government
of his own imagination—answerable
to some undisclosed political group*
Mackenzie King offers yon something
entirely in the open. * * the most truly
National government Canada has ever
known. His parliamentary followers
represent the people of every province
in Canada — every section of our
country—every economic, social and
racial group. There is not an area of
this country... not a single classification
of our people ♦. .without proper repre-
sentation in the Mackenzie King
following.
Mackenzie King’s cabinet ministers
are well known to you. They are
broadly experienced men, eager and
able to continue the sort of admin
istration which brought progress to
Canada in times of peace and national
pride to Canadians since the outbreak
of war.
The Mackenzie King administration
is answerable to the jpeople of Canada
—to no one else.
The Responsibility is Now Yours
Canada is. facing the greatest crisis in her history. It is
YOUR responsibility to say how she is to deal with
this crisis. Therefore: when you go to the polls on
March 26th you should consider only what is best
for Canada—what is best for the Empire and our allies
—what is the sure, direct road to Victory and Peace.
The National Liberal Federation of Canada, Ottawa. Ontario*
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SYNOPSIS
Lee Hollister, returning from a -trip
abroad to 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
no word of his coming and rides over
the hills to (the 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. . ,
jloey says the ranch is going to ruin
tinder, Lawler, manager appointed by
Virginia, Matt’s daughter, who is liv
ing in New York with her aunt and
ancle 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. , , .
and encourages Josefa Ramirez in her
liking for Lee, One evening Josefa
forces Lee to watch her dance, and
throws herself into his arms just as
Virginia rides past with Stanley, Stan*
ley visits Josefa, and is shot from am
bush.
From the side of a rock on the
hillside Francisco watched his flight
with a grunt of contempt.
“I theenk you not fool ’round here
ho more,” he said calmly, and went
back to his sheep. He had protested
the honor’ of his house efficiently and
in his own way.
I
1 Stanley drew in his sweating horse
; only when he came in view of the Cir
cle V ranch house. Virginia, sitting
at Matt’s desk, heard her aunt’s terri
fied scream.
"Stanley, what has happened? Vir
ginia!”
Fear gripped her. She ran,
Stanley was just coming in. Blood
stained his shirt on the shoulder,
blood was crusted on the fingers of
one hand, where he had pressed them
against the wound
flow.
"Stanley! What is
“Oh, nothing to
about.’-’ He smiled pallidly. “Some
body winged me. Just a pleasant lit
tle attention.”
Mrs. Archer moaned, but Virginia
was very quiet. She was as pale as
Stanley now, but her voice was steady
and cook
“Sit down here in this big chair,
Curly, please help me.”
They, wqrked quickly. A call to
Ling brought warm water, iodine and
bandages, and Curly’s strong fingers
made short work of the stained shirt.
Curly squinted at the wound judic
ially, “Whoever plugged ye must’ve
been considerable higher up than you
was,” he said innocently. "Did ye get
a chance at him?”
“I don’t go around armed?’ he said
curtly, “and he took good care not to
show himself. I was on my way here,
Just entering the mouth of Turkey
Gulch?’ «
Mrs. Archer shot a triumphant
glance at her tiieee; Virginia looked
steadily down at the wound she was
to staunch the
the matter?”
be frightened
wasbathing. Curly’s brick red face
as nearly expressionless as a human
face can be. The mouth of Turkey
Gulch was in a direct downward line
from Lee’s Hollister’s cabin.
“We should have a doctor, Curly.
Will you get him?” That was the on
ly comment Virginia made, “
“I’ll go and bring him,” suggested
Curly obligingly. Mrs. Archer follow
ed him with a nervous backward
glance at Virginia as she left the
room.
“Stanley, how did it ^happen?”
Virginia’s low voiced question came
the moment they were alone.
( “Why, just as 1 told you, Vee/
“But you suspect someone,”
persisted, “Who is it?”
“No one that I would care to
cuse,” he answered evasively.
19 She ignored his light tone, but
could not ignore the implication back
of it. “But I’m sure that no one here
would do such a thing.”
“No one?” he queried ironicalty.
She flushed. “If you mean Lee Hol
lister, he would ‘never fight that Way,
from ambush.”
“Oh, I’m not accusing him.” He
raised cynical brows that did accuse.
Out on the veranda Curly, took
some hastily written messages from
Mrs. Arclier and started back tb the
corral with Stanley’s waiting horse.
“He’s a bar,” reflected Curly dis
passionately. “I’ve been plugged my*
self, and Til bet two dollars Mcx that
he carried that cat scratch from a
blame* sight farther than Turkey
Gulch ”
The doctor came au<l went, pro*
she
ac-
she
pouncing Staijley’s injury only a flesh
wound that might be painful for a
few days, but was not dangerous.
Virginia wandered restlessly from
room to room, It was all ^maddening
and impossible, Only one thing stood
out definitely, A guest in her huose
had been the victim of a cowardly at*
tack from ambush, almost within the
limits of her own land. That could
not be passed in silence.
Footsteps on the veranda caught
her attention. She went to the door.
“Good evening,” said Lee, “I hear
Bradish has met with an accident,”
“I should scarcely call it that" Vir
ginian chilled instantly under this cas-
ual reference.
“Stanley was shot in the back this
afternoon by some contemptible as
sassin who hadn’t the courage to let
himself be seen. He is a guest in my,
house and a friend, and I shall expect
every man connected with, the Circle
V or interested in it to make it his
business to find the man who did it.”
His steady eyes were on her, un
smiling. “Men don’t usually ask wo
men to fight their battles for them,”
he commented.
“He hasn’t asked anything!” she
flamed back at him,
“Hope you find your man,” he said
politely. “Is Bradish in? I’d like to
see him. Alone, please.”
Stanley' looked up sharply at the
tall figure in the door.
“How d’you do?” he said languidly. ,
“Looking for Miss Blair? She just
stepped out.”
“No, I’m looking for you. I hear
that you’re spreading the report that
some friend of mine tried to kill you
in my interest. You happen to know
that it’s a lie. In the first place, I
wouldn’t take the trouble to have you
killed* In the second 'place, I don’t
hand over dirty work to other peo
ple, and in the third place, my friends
don’t miss.”
The curt contempt of it brought a
dull red to Stanley’s face. “Look'
here,” he began angrily, but the sar
donic voice went on,4
“If any friend of mine winged you
like that, he wasn’t trying to commit
murder. He was posting a warning,
and I advise you to take it. What
ever you were up to when that thing
happened, don’t do it again.”
Without waiting for any reply he
turned to go, not by the way he had
come, but by another door,'
From the veranda Virginia saw him
go without making any attempt to
see her again. She went slowly into
the house to meet her aunt.
“I thought I. heard voices.” Mrs.
Archer glanced nervously past her
niece. “You really ought not to leave
that door open, Virginia. You don’t
know who may be out there in the
dark.”
“There is no one out there. It’s
perfectly safe.”
“Safe!” Mrs. Archer cried hyster
ically. “How can you say such a thing
when Stanley has been nearly murd
ered! I shall not feel safe for one
minute until we get away from here.
I have telegraphed to your uncle and
Mr. Bradish—” <
“Oh, darling! Without even telling
me.
Mrs, Archer flushed guiltily. “Why
not?” she demanded with injured dig
nity. “One might almost’ think that
you were trying to shield this crim
inal.”
She shot an indignant glance at her
niece and then .brok'e into hyesterical
sobs.
“Oh, I can’t stand- it any longer!
I’ve been worried to death for weeks,
ever since that insolent, lawless man
came east and persuaded you to come
back here. He’s at the bottom of all
this; I know it.” ’
“Aunt Adele, please. (That isn’t so.”
“It’s true, Virginia. And you just
keep on, dropping money into this
bottomless pit to'satsify the greed of
that man, instead of taking the won
derful price Mr, Bradish has offered
you just out of friendship and senti-'
ment for’'the place!”
On and on and on. Accusations,
pleas, babbling, hysterical reproaches.
Virginia closed her eyes,
“You needn’t worry any more,” she
said wearily, “I' wrote to Mr* Bradish
some days ago* that I was ready to
sell. I’ll keep.my word.”
* ■ * * *
A second telegram a few days lat
er announced the hour of Milton Bra
dish’s arrival. Virginia went to meet
him, and he greeted her genially.
“How d’yott do? Has that boy of
mine been making trouble for you up
here? I’ll take him itt hand. By the
way, just dri^e around to Gideon
Morse’s .office first, will you? He has
something there that we’ll both want
to see,”
She drove him there, Half an hour
later, when they left Saunders, Brad*
ish was iu an expansively contented
frame of mind,
ally quiet, with
head of her.♦ •
“Weil, what have you been up’to?”
It was the first moment that Start*
ley and his father had been alone, but
there was more suspicion than sym-
patby in the stare that Bradish bent
on his‘son.
Stanley looked sujky. “I’ve told you
J was riding horseback in this infer*
pal desolation, and some sniper tried
to pick me off.”
“Don’t talk bosh with me! You
were probably meddling around some
girl. One more affair of that kind and
I’ll cut’ off your allowance. You must
think I’m asleep.”
“Far from it.” Stanley drawled it
out with the slightly patronising air
that his father particularly hated. “But
I’m not exactly unconscious myself.
And something seems to tell me that
Matt Blair’s ore samples weren’t so
—er—-harmless as -they were assayed/’
Bradish’s eyes bored into the inso
lent weakness, of his son’s face,
“Well?” he snapped. “What of it?”
“Oh, nothing.” Stanley was bland.
I’ll get him. I’ll have him on my pay
roll inside of two weeks.”
Lee had bj^n looking for .Virginia,
going first to make his inquiries of
the friendly Ling, but Virginia was
not there. She had slipped out with
out a word to anyone, wanting only
to get away from the house and ev
eryone in it. High up on Monument
Rock where they had carried her fa
ther to look down forever on the Vai*
ley of the Sun, she sat in a disconsol
ate little huddle, her chin in her hand,
staring out at the rugged country he
had loved, Hot tears came into
eye. She laid her cheek against
rough rock. “I had to do it! I
to! You understand, don’t you?”
Quiet and solitude were around her,
Far above, a hawk wheeled in smooth
curves, watching for prey. Back of
her was a grassy
because you throw hcem away like the,,
soiled rag, like a poison snake, be»
cause you seem hecm touch me/1
Virginia listened, astonished, and a-
little angry. The last words caught
her attention sharply.
"What are you talking about? What
have you been doing?"
(Continued Next Week)
flat where a
Virginian saw him go without making any attempt to see her again.
“I just thought I’d remind you that
I have some business acumen myself.,
How about a half interest, giving you
a first option on buying me out? You
know,” he added, "I might have ad
vised Virginia not to sell, and manag
ed my wife’s interests myself.”
Bradish regarded his son with a
heavy stare.
“Trying to buck the old man, are
you?” he demanded. “Bigger men
than you have tried that, and most of
’em are in the bread lines or adding
up columns of other people’s assets.”
Stanley looked annoyed. “Hollister
bucked you pretty successfully
I took him in hand,” he hinted
ily, but got no further.
“What’s that out there?” his
er demanded abruptly.
Stahley went to the window,
gentleman, himself,” he murmured ma
liciously. "That’s your amiable friend,
Mr. Lee Hollister. I wonder what he’s
up to now?”
“Humph! Looks like a competent
young devil.” Bradish stared after
him with interest, ‘T was a fool not'
to get him on my side,” he reflected;
“Maybe I’ll do it yet. Rides like an
Indian and has as cool an eye as I ev
er looked at. Bet -he can handle men.
until
sulk-
fath-
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rininttii
Virginia was unusu-
steady eyes fixed, a*
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Located at the office of the fate
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her
. the
had
few
Injured in Runaway .
Frank Doerr,, of Culro^s, for sev
eral years a resident of Mildmay, was
painfully injured in a runaway acci
dent, While he was returning home-
from church, driving a horse and put
ter, a team of horsey following took,
fright and bolted. The excited animals'
overtook Frank’s outfit and crashed,
into the rear of the cutter, demolish
ing the outfit, and tossing Frank out
on the road.—Mildmay,
Rumanian Stands Rat
Bucharest —— High Rumanian Gov—*
ernment sources declared that, the
conditions of a German “security” of-
fer to Rumanian, involving preferred;
long-term guarantees from Russia and
Hungary, were, “intolerable and im
possible of acceptance.”. King Carol
close associates said, was particularly
indignant over a German suggestion
that he take a pro-Nazi Iron-Guard-
ist into his cabinet as a condition for
such security.
SALEMv
pines whispered. A squirrel’ whisked
up a tree; a darting wren scolded,
Virginia jumped up quickly. The
girl from the sheep ranch stood a
short .distance away, leaning against
the rough trunk of a pine.
“You wish to .see me?”, asked Vir
ginia.
"No. I not wish to see you. I hate
you. But I come.”
“I hate you because he love you!
I hate you .because he theenk always
of you and never of me. I hate you
Miss Edythe Weir spent last week
with friends at Molesworth,
Miss Kathleen Willits who attehda
Wingham High School, spent the
week-end with her parents, Mr, and
Mrs. Melvin Willits.
Born—In Wingham Hospital, on
Saturday, March 16th, to Mr. and Mrs»
Harvey Wright, of this locality, a son.
Congratulations.
Mr, Graham Wray h^s sold his
farm to Mr. Lewis who recently sold
his farm to (Mr. A. E. Gallaher.
Mr. and Mrs. A. E. Gallaher moved?
on Monday to their farm they recent
ly purchased from Mr. Lewis. It was
formerly owned by Henry Merkley.
The Woman’s Association met its
the class-room of the church on Tues
day of last week and did some quilt
ing.
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