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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1932-04-21, Page 2PAGE 2 - Clinton Nevus=Record With which is. Incoeperated THE NEW ERA Terms of Snbseription---$2:00 per year in advance, to Canadian ed - dresses; '32.50 to the U.S. or oth- er foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears • are paid unless at the option. 01 the publisher. The date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. Advertising Rates—Transient adver- tising 12e per countline for first insertion, 8c far each subsequent insertion:` Heading counts 2."lines. Small advertisements, not to ex- ceed one inch, such as "Wanted"1. t "Lost," "Strayed," etc., ' inserted once for. 35e, each subsequent in- sertion 15c. Rates for display ade. vertising made known on applica- tion. Communications intended forpub lkeation must, as a guarantee of .caned faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. G. E. HALL, . M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor: M. D. McTAGGART To finally wind up my business I have moved my office to any, home, 'Corner Princess and Shipley Streets,- 'Office hours 9 to 12 a.m. and ' at othertunes by appointment. , Please use' side entrance. Phone 99, H. T. • RANCE Notary Public,. Conveyancer Financial, Real instate and Fire In. surance Agent. Representing 14 Vire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office, Clinton, Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Publio Successes to W. Brydone, RC. 'Sloan Block — Clinton, Ont. CHARLES B. HALE Conveyancer,Notary Public, Cometissioner, etc. !Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store CLINTON, ONT. V. T. FOLBY 'Barrister, Solicitor, Watery Public. 'Estate and General Practice in all Courts. Money to loan. Now Bank of Toronto Bldg.,. Landon, Ontario. 'Phone; Office Metcalf 1723; rest - 'deuce Metcalf 2172. 68-12. B. R. HIGGINS Notary Public, Conveyancer General Insurance, including Piro 'Wind, Sickness and Accident, A'tte- - obile. Huron and Erie Mortgage Corporation and Canada Trust Bonds Box 127, Clinton, P.U. Telephone 57. DR. J. C. GANDIER Office Ilours:-1.30 to 3.30 p.m., 16.30 to 8.00 p.m. Smtdays, 12.30 to 1.30 pm. Other hours by appointment only, 'Office and Residence --- Victoria St DR. FRED G. THOMPSON Office and Resid*once; 'Ontario Street Clinton, Ont. 'One door west of Anglian Church Phone 172 "Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted DR. PERCIVAL HEARN Office and .Residence: ' Huron Street — Clinton, Ont; Phone 69 ' (Formerly occupied by the late Dr C. W. Thompson) (Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted !DR. IL A. McINTYRE DENTIST EXYRACTION A SPECIALTY 'Office over Canadian National Ex- press, Clinton, Ont. Phone 21 D. II. MCINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist Masseur +Office: Huron St. (Few doors west of Royal Bank). Hours -=-Tues., Thurs. and Sat,, all ,day.: Other hours ay appointment Hensall Office—Mon., Wed. and Fri forenonns.. Seaforth .Office-1VIon., 'Wed. and Friday afternoons. Phone 207. GEORGE ELLIOTT 'Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Harron 'Correspondence promptly answered. Immediate arrangements can be made 'fair Sales Date at Tne News -Record, 'Clinton, or by calling phone 103. 'Charges Moderate , and • Satisfactior Guaranteed ' CANADIAN NATIONAL H{AIIWAYS TIME TABLE '• Trains, will arrive at and depart from Clinton as fellows: Buffalo- and Goderich Div. Going Eat% depart 6.58 a.m. Going East_ depart 3.06 p.n}, 'Going•W'est, depart 11.55 t'.m. n. " " •9.44 p,m. London, Huron & Bruce !Going South 3.08, p,m. 'Going North 11.58 Inn THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THE Aztec My$ter, A Thrilling Story of the Old West BY' MURRAY LEINSTER aa� BEGIN HERE TODAY • Because the. courts had refused to recognize his claim to the Aztec (nine SONNY HOLD/LAN took to holding up the company's payroll.. Moleville, outside which the Aztec"was located, W41.8. divided in its opinion of Holman, especially • since the conning of JANET LAURIER, daughter of the. roan.who held legal title to tine mine. Janet, determined to put an end to , Sonny's activities and suspecting: him of ore thefts a$ well as payroll robberies, offers`: a reward for his capture. The sheriff believes in Son- ny's innocence of Dee thefts and fife two try to capture Garcia's band a group lef (desperadoes they believe guilty of the ore stealing. The sheriff is severely wounded in the fight. Sonny steals back into Moleville at night to reconnoiter. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ,He reconnoitered 'eaeefuAy, so that a • little traveling 'clock was just stricking the . 'half hour when Janet .Laurier, staring miser- ably?before her with an unread: book in- her hand, heard a noise and look' ed un with a gasp to see Sonny gaz- ing' drown et her with his hat, in his hand, "Meant," he said er :berly, "tete sheriff bein' kind of shot up, an' you bein' the nex' most Iikely per- son to_ be interested, I thought I'd kinda come an' talk aver this here ore stealin'-business with yule" Janet's hands had elenehed in involuntary tein,n. Now, though, while they continued to tremble in spite. of all her will power, she managed to keep nearly all trace of fear out of her voice. "I sup- pose," she said coldly, " khat though you haven't mentioned it you'll shoot me if I call for help?" Sonny fpowned thoughtfully at. her. He suddenly tossed 'his gun at her feet. "Does that look like it, ma'am?" A. klrawl inept i'n' o his voice as she 'regarded him with an unvarying hostility. "I come here, ma'amn to talk about ore steal- ing." Unless you plug me, ma'am, I'm going to tell you some mighty disconcertin' facts." She picked up the revolver and her courage returned. "If this is. your only weapon," she' demanded - "can you tell me any reason why I shouldn't hold you here and call for help?" "Some folks," drawled Sonny. "would admire you for it, ma'am. Go ahead." He regarded her grimly Her eyes wavered. You may tell me what you- wish," she said even- ly, after an instant, "Of course I needn't believe it." No. ma'am, you needn't" Sonny's drawl was pronounced. a" sure eign that be was not aTtoej-thee, calm: "But after all, there ain't any reason for you an' me to hate each other, We kinds disae'ree about who -owns the Aztec. I believe we're goin'. to keen on • rlisagc•eein'._But ' we might as well fight fair." The girl clenched her fist. "I'm going to Built you with any wean - ens I can find!" she cried fiercely "I offered a reward of ,a thousand dollars for you yesterday, dead or alive!" - "An' I'm here, ma'am," dime -led Sonny, an' yuh got my gun, an' I can get up an' walks atter this house any time I like, because yuh can't pull the trigger on me, She stared at hint with flanging eyes. "ITer hand "closed about the revolver. She tried to lift it=,and could not. Then she cried passnon- a2ely, "I hate you! I hate you!" "Yeti would, ma'an ," agreed Sonny gently. "I don't know why, 'tis' you feel like you got to heir of to this here. nine which you know belongs to Inc by honesty." She bit her lip. "You're calling me -a thief?" • "Lordy, no, ma'am!" • protested • THE McI ULLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance `Company Head Office, Seaforth, Out, President, J. Bennewies; Brodhag- en, vice-president, Janes Conn'tlly, Goderich, Sec. -treasurer,. D. 11. Mc, Gregor, Seaforth. - - Directors: Thomas liloylan, R. R. No. 5, Seaforth; James Shouldice, Walton Writ. Knox, •Londeeboro; Robt. Ferris, Blyth; John' Pepper, Brneefield;' A. Broadfoot, Seaforth; G. R.. McCartney, Seaforth, Agents: W. `J. Yee R.R. No. 3. Clinton; Jahn ' Murray,' Seaforth;• James Watt, Blyth; Ed; Pinchley Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank,,=Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, ne .-'at Calvin Cult's Grocery, God'erich, Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will be promptly.. attended ,to on applica. tion to any • of the above : officers" addressed to their }respective post' of- fices. Losses inspected by the direo. toe who lives nearest the scene. Sonify.' "You're a lady, ma'am, an' in yo1e- own mind- yuh. got some reason for actin' like: yuh are: But I'm just sayin'," and there was more than a hint of -amusement in his drawl, I'm just sayin', ma'am, that I don't like to see nobody but me steal from it. I come here. to offer to stop the bre stealin'." There was a tiny noise outside. Sonny stopped short, "Wlhat's that, ma'am?" he asked quiety. Wlh-what?" -. The noise "came again, and Sonny's face grew cold., ."I in hearin' some nighty cut'ious noises." The drawl. was even 'mere noticeable than ever -before. "Did you have some trick. way of sendin' for help that •I did- n't know about?" Small, confused sounds came from outside the bungalow. Stealthy noises, • As if filen were gathering secretly for a_sadclen rush' for some deadly purpoes. 'The knob of, the _door was tried gently. Sonny whirled, then turned back With his month a •grins Inc.i '"Deem ',or alive ma'am, you `said." he said softly. :"1 reg'n you're goin' to pay out that there reward for dead meat, ma'am.'I'll take- my gun." • The' telephone gave a single "Tink Ciel" and was silent. It was strangely loud in the stillness. • Janet's -face became a mask of ter. rcr. She elutehed . the gun tightly, 'rcO11-h-li!" She Caught at her self, control with a terrible effort. "Put up your hands!" she cried desperately "I will shoot this tinned I see it all! You were to- talk to me- until your confederates came." She snatched at the telephone' by her elbow. She put the reciever to her ear. "Hello! Hello! The sheriff's!" Sonny shoved toward her, his lase grim. "Gimme my gun, ma'am.,, "The line's dead!" she wailed sud. denly. "You cut 'the wire! Stand back or I'll shoot!" And suddenly the light went but; One instant they were facing each other. Sonny gi'bn'„ Janet 'terrain( stricken. The next instant both were blotted out by dead,- velvety darkness. A chair clattered to the floor as the girl sprang to her feet. "Ma'ent,:" 'drawled -Sonny; in the blackness, ''I reg'n there's : more to this than meets the eye.' Who -all is dein' this ore stealin'. they might be right anxious for you not to start investigatin' tho close." - Ile heard a. clicking noise in the blackness. Her teeth chattering "I—I'll shoot!" she gamed. A door opened softly somewhere. The tag end of a sibilant whisper saute throueh the opening. Sonny drew a quick breath and leaned for- ward. 1!.1e'ant.." he whispered. des- nerately, "they're Garcia's"Mexicans! Ginune my guu, ma'am! It's the ore steali' bunt, svitih Tilfor'd back'in' rent! Far Gawd's sake gimme my aunt" His hand touched her should- er. T -Ie groped desperately for the gun, e Bang! It went off with a deafen- ing explosion. Its flame seared Son- ny's forehead For ate instant Ile was vividly outlined by the flash of of the explosion.- Then blank dark- ness fell once more. Then the clat- ter of metal ern the flooricig and a strange cry from the girl. "EI dieblo!" . snapped a snarling voice. "Quick) She 'as droppecheet. Take her'! Rueek!" A beam of light darted out from a flashlight. It showed Janet, shrunk into a corner, staring in voiceless. horror at the floor before her. But there was nothing on : the floor. Nothing. She collapsed suddenly in- to a dead faint. "Buenol" said the sante snarling voice. "Carry her. Jose. Now to our 'orses. Make haste!" There' was . a rushing of small lithe figures. A. fumbling . to pick up the , girl's unconscious form. Crowding, -.hustling men in darkness with a fugitive beans of light from •a flashlight. playing here and there, "Steal notheeng!" ordered. the snarling voice. "The mejer is the theeng, -Come now,' api•isa!" There was a sudden mailed crack_ in the blackness. - It 'was _lust s'aeh a" sound •aa a man's fist Will make when it strikes accurately :on the point of another man's jaw. Butt it was • followed `by half whispered Curses in Spanish 'against the devil who -placed a chair ' for a man to .stumble over. • The little swarm . of men crowded out "of. the -house. .Horses were tun un for them toemount. They flung themselves into •the saddles encs anurr_ed-swiftly away, with elle limp figure of a girl carried in' their leader's at'ms. .The Beige of the mine flickered between the houses as , the • little khat of horsemen rode swiftly away from the bungalow. Behind'"them the tinny music from a- �dancehali came thinly through the air, robber' cf' all iraiety by -the silence rat the moutitailis. The " adobe walls our either side ,of "the riding men sent hack the buffled thuddings o1 their horess' hoofs in the soft dust, " It wast to all seeming; a singularly successful raid. - Men riding singly int o :own o t ,gathering at an appointed place, a suddenswoop,'and then rnn- ning for the open, with .only One, shot fired and a muffled scream ut- tered. From the midst `of- the racing horsemen a "shrill whistle sounded - suddenly. The leader cursed savage- ly, commanding silence. He.bore' a girl's unconscious figure across his horse before him.. He dug his heels into the animal's sides and increased the' pace. " • From the darkness then "came quick hoofbeats:' A_ horse inenad pur- suit. One of the ricking-' men jerked' around and shot crazily into the darkness, • .'Pool!" snarled the leader.'. "Stop eett" They pounded .en.' The hoof, beats in pursuit kept on. The swar- thy figures gazed behind, and could make " out nothing in, the obscurity. The 'houses ceased abruptly. - There was so far no chase save•bythe sol itary animal whose thudding gallop they could -hear. They rode on. The town was, far behind. One mile, and sagebrush and range grass 'only surrounded them. Two miles. The path they„ had taken began to rise slightly, slanting upward toward the 'hills. "Buenos” snapped the leader. "Ahora al' canine. Jean y Pedro espera en: el canon de piedras roses." They swung ' into . the climbing. trail' of the "stage road, and ' two figures rclropped behind as the easel - cede clattered into the little box canyon of the red stones. They drew into the shadows and dismounted Starlight' glittered momentarily on polished metal, rifle barrels of wea- pons withdrawn from saddle sheaths The rest of the horsemen sped on:' The metallic clatter of shod hoofs oil stones ceased abruptly and there was again the almost inaudible thudding of horses galloping over soft ground, The two sentries nodded, grin- ning faintly. "The horse that had followed them was drawing near. they saw sparks struck from its Ir- an shoes by stones in the road. "1 will throw dice, Pedro," murmur- ed a voice 11 Spanish, "for the sad- dle of this ratan." "Vire will " see ' him against +he sky," replied the other tranquilly. "Shoot him from the saddle and gamble for horse and saddle both:" "Buenos' The first of the pair bent to his rifle, sighting along the barrel. From the galloping men -Inc a- head a'second shrill whistle sounded urgently. The running horse leap- ed forward madly into the narrow opening of the canyon. The two men in ambush raised their rifles sham• ly. Then one of them gasped. "Mad re de Dios! No hay hombre!' There is no man!" Clearly outiined against the star- lit sky, for ane photograplgie instant they saw tho horse in mid-air. He was saddled and bridled. His maine and tail flowed splendidly. making a magnificent silhouette of horseflesh against a gem studded background, But he was utterly ruderiess, though he had followed the retreating raid- ers with the forthright and purpose- ful stripe of an avenger, The two rifles went off in pan- icky haste. The horse sped on down the canyon after the cavalcade to which the two sentries belonged. They heard his hoofbeats. Staring after him in superstitious terror, they again saw sparks struck front his iron shoes. Then the two sen- tries Rung themselves upon their own mounts and fled as fast and as far as their horses would .carry them. The cavalcade itself went on swiftly and serenely. Garcia, in the lead, was grinning. Miles back be had felt a' little stirring in the bur- dell'.his horse carried. He had seen. Janet's eyes open and felt her stif- led shudder of horror. .Then, too, a e. little later he felt her hand creep with desperate stealth to the revels ver in his holster. Garcia had slipped his own hand over hers then, and 'closed upon it with a smoothly cruel, grip that crushed her fingers and wrenched from her a gasp of pain, Then he released her. 'She lay qulesent, shivering, after that. No ward was exchanged,be- tween them., H'e" could see her face as a pale oval in. the starlight. His own features were 'obliterated by the shadow under the 'wide brim of his sombrero. But . he felt, "- her loathing and, -her terror as'if they had been, tangible things. 'They rode, it seemed, toward a blank wall of rock that rose to the heavens. They checked their horses and suddenly a deeper blackness loomed.before thenen. Single tile, they walked' their mounts into a nitr- roW cleft where dampness clang. and the rough walls seemed thnost rasping against .the horses' sides. Por minutes they pfogressed slowly, Sometimes the way was narrow, Sometimes, it •widened' to a breadth of yards. Oiice"they. seemed almost" rig a cavern, save that the sounds of their progress reverberated upward and were lest instead of re-echoing hollowly :from a rocky rodf. The way narrowed once more and suddenly ended. They were in the open again. The: opening, though, was no great canyon, or even a little valley, It was, a pocket, a. roughly -circular pit with ,walls two hundred feet high, ]ileo the.tui alar,crater of some long, extinet'•volcano, or like the depres-. si rt thatmight, 4 night result !1 the tool: of a monster, cavern suddenly' collapsed, -That was,.. as `a matter of fact, paioba'bly the • origin of the place. There were ten acres or -less in the enclosure and sparse shrubbery• grew here and there' among the stones,' • Most_ of this had to be : guessed at in the darkness. The only illum- ination came from two or three fires lemming smokily-undee a- ledge of rock which formed` a natural roof''at one side.. A .few :crouching figures moved about among these fires and the ssnell,of cooking. spread pungent- t pungent- ly through the night. "Take her," said Garcia curtly in Spanish to a follower who. had ,disc mounted' before him, • "Take :her to my_ hut," t She had slipped to,: the ground and caught in the .greasy arms of a Mexican -who 'grinned at her. She had:. closedher eyes and her pallor, visible even 'in the ruddy firelight,, made it seem that she was still un- conscious. The man who carried her licked his lips gloatingly. Another called mockingly to him. " He paused to 'attacks the other man to gaze upon her face' and comment admiringly upon her beauty. Then he began to shoulder his way toward an adobe enelosure rising from the ground to the lodge which formed its roof. A sharp challenge sounded. 'There were guards where the passage and - ed, as where it began. A: horse came proudly through . the opening and stood.. staring -among the moving figures in the firelight. A magnifi- cent horse. A tall, and black, and sleek stallion with a silver mounted bridle and an ornamental saddle on his -back. The horse was riderless, A..monient's, silence. Then, "That ees sGmepowder," muttered Garcia, frowning. "An' ev'ere that caballo ees, that Sonny 'Osman ees not far away," Ile hurried to the entrance to give orders for' doubled guards and to supervise the capture of the animal. He was delayed for -perhaps ten min- utes before he was .reassured that the dreadful Sonny Holman was n0£ with his horse this time. Then Gar- cia hurried to the hut that was re- served for himself. Tho worried frown returned to his forehead now and then as he went across the little THURS., APRIL .21, 1932 r m..g.illiNSIMMIIMS enclosure, but, he was smiling when he paused an instant beside a fire, and again when he opened the door and stepped into the but in which he had ordered ,Janet placed. Ile preened himself as he swag- gered in the tawdry, candle -lighted room. Garcia was not a bad looking man. IIis eyes were, a trifle: too close together, anti 'perhaps he was inclined to stoutness, an inclination, only his hard riding kepi; down. But in his gold, embroidered jacket and bullion trimmed sombrero, with e silken sash .,about his waist and his cartridge belt elaborately ornament- ed with °saver, he was a figure to make many a ; Mexican maiden's. heart beat faster. ITe bowed low, with an elaborate politeness :and an ironic solicitude. "Senorita, I ?ope on weel enjoy pour leetlestay 'ere." Janet was shrunk against 'the wall, clenching her: hands tightly' to keep 'back the sickened horror she felt at his 'expression. Garcia smiled in smirking satisfaction; .It" was, al- ways more pleasant to deal with a woman in' stark terror. That she ' might loathe him did not matter at 'all. "Thees," said Garcia suavely. " , "thees ees our house,. senorita. I 'ope some day, to geev' you a better one, together weet tomelt' h jewels Hale you look more: mas hermosa -than even now." ' He smiled as the horror in her eyes deepened and she gasped. "I 'ave time for onlee a keel. now," he said pleasantly. "I 'ave yet to geev' my orders for the night. Then I weal return to you. But --the kees, please!"" He took one step toward her. She shrank back still further, put- ting out her hands in terror. "0— go away--" Garcia smiled, and caught her arms suddently in a viselike grip. "It weer be wise," he purred, "for you to kees me emery mealy, Janeet. Consider, W'en I am tired 01' you, You would not like me to geev' you. to my hombres, They would beat you elf you angered them. But eef you are vairy nice to 1ne, Janeet, I--,,, lie was drawing . lier closer tc 1gim. She fought hint in voiceless terror. There was a sudden cool breath in the hut, and a soft sound as of a floor being very quietly closed. "Carramba!" snarled Garcia sav- agely. "You weal kees me or I br-reale your arm --so!" -As' he twisted het;' wrist cruelly and her lips parted to scream, a soft, purring drawi filled the room. , u Yue • ha t n i ' g n over hell by ynlr eye- lashes, Garcia," said Sonny's voice, infinitely cold and as deadly as death itself. "If yuh move, yuh'll drop in." .(To be Continued) DOINGS' IN THE SCOUT WORLD Would. You Live To Be 100? Ali are familiar with the exponents of long life who credit their full years to smoking, or not smoking; to a.drink a day, or an, apple a day,, or an onion a day; or to being blessed- ly married- The newest recipe, and promising a. full, hundred ;years' re- ward, comes from an authority from whom it_seeins we should ,have heard' previously, ..-, : Lord Baden-Powell, ' - head of the World. -Scout Movement., • The'nrotnise is made -'n a character- istically breezy, letter ta: the Editor of "Camping," incident to denial of a rumor that the- hero of Mafeking had discontinued sleeping cut" of doors. Writes B. -P,— . "Dear Mr. Editor, --4 am sorry but I'm going to have, you up for libel, slander, and malicious persiflage, seeing that in the February' issue of CAMPING you make two definite statements about me which are ter- minological inexactitudes of the first order. "1. I haven't had a 'severe cold— - I never catch cold. I did get a touch of the 'fru round about the middle region for a few days, but it wasn't what you,would call a 'oold.' People who sleep out of doors don't catch colds. "2, As to my 'advancing years making it unwise for me to sleep out of doors,' they would snake me Iook darned silly if they succeeded in driving me indoors to sleep. 1W' goodness! Wihatever put that idea into your -=why, man, I-.me—sleep in a nasty, stuffy house! Not I. "Wlbat has 'over 70' got to do with it? I've learned wisdom in my 76 years, and that tells me that if ev- eryone slept out ---and especially ort these jolly frosty nights—we• should all live to 100 er mare: but as this; would oveterowd the club it is per, haps just am well that some shouse sleep in and die early—say at 00 or so. But for me to sleep in! NotIf I know it!—Yours, Baden-Powell," 2 rent Them "DO YOU PRINT THESE YOURSELVES OR DO YOU $AVE TO SEND AWAY FOR THEM?" Was the question asked us recently by a new customer who was leaving an order for a very simple Small Job. it He did not know then, that this office can turn out almost ev- erything that any business man or farmer can possibly need in his business. Do not take any stock in what travelling salesmen may tell you about your local printing office not being able to handle your work. TRY US. LETTER MEADS, STATEMENTS, BILL HEADS, WEDDING INVITATIONS, ANNOUNCEMENTS, AT-HOME CARDS, ENVEL- OPES, BUSINESS FORMS, INVOICES, SALE POSTERS. TAGS, TICKETS, ETC., ARE ONLY A FEW OF . THE MANY JOBS WHICH WE ARE HANDLING_ EVERY DAY. IF YOU UitV1l r1 PRINTING JOB CONSULT I'S, And Bean in Mind 'that if the !`ravelling Salesman Quotes you a Smeller Price IT IS ONLY BECAUSE YOU GIVE kill ORDERS FOR THOUSANDS WHILE YOU 0RDTLOR HTJNDREDS FROM US, Give 118 an even chance anti we'll complete with any cef them. THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD COMMERCIAL ,PRINTING DEPARTMENT "PHQNE 4