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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1942-10-01, Page 2THE CLINTON ' NEWS -RECORD THURS., OCT. 1 1942 by Victor Rousseau CHAPTER X SNYOPSI Dave Bruce out of a job, arrives, at Wilbur. Ferris' :Cross -Bar . ranch. Curran the foreman, promises him a ,,job if he can break a horse called 'Black Dawn. When he succeeds, he The Ul nton News -Record with which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERM& OP SUBSCRIPTION $1.50 per year in advance, to Can- adian addresses; X2.00 to the U.S. or other foreign 'countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the option of the pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is ,denoted on the label. ADVERTISING RATES: — Transient advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each subse- quent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," "Lost", "Strayed", etc,, inserted once for 35c, earch subsequent insertion 15c. 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McKercher, Dublin, R.R. No. 1; J. F. Preutar, Brodhagen. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank el Coninieaoe,''SeafOrbh, or at Calvin Cutt's 'Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will be promptly- attended to on applica- tion to any of the above officers ad - :dressed to their respective post ,offi- ,ees. Losses inspected by the director. CANADIAN NATIONAL ' AILWAYS. TIME TABLE ''Main's.ill arrive at w r ve and depart from Clinton acs follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. 'Going East, depart 6.43 a.in. Going East depart 3.00 p.m. Going West, depart • 11.45 a.m. Going West, depart 9.50 p.m. London -Clinton 4Going south ar. 2.50, leave 3.08 p.m. discovers? that Curran expected the horse to kill him. A, girl, named Lois rides up, angry with Dave for break- ing "her" horse. She refuses to speak to him even when, he uses his savings. to pay off the mortgage on the small french she shares with her, foster, father, a man named; Hooker. But when Hooker is , shot,and• Dave is charged with the murder, Lois saves him from ' being ' lynched. Wounded, she guides. himto a moun- tain cave where she thinks they will be 'safe from Curran and the.sher iff's posse. A quarrel between Fer- ris and Judge Lonergan reveals that Ferris had killed his partner, Slane Rowland, years before. Thoroughly scared, Ferris takes Curran into his confidence. Dave leaves Lois alone for a while, not knowing that Cur- ran is hiding nearby. When Dave and the horses. had finally vanished behind the skyline, Curran jumped to his feet. He made his way along the ledge trail, past the place where his two Horses were tethered in the direction of the cave, Crouching in the last clump of jaekpine scrub, Curran watched Lois as she returned from the little pool and entered the cave. Then he crept on tiptoe after her. It was the shadow of the man, falling across the floor, that caused Lois to look round. She .thought it was Dave returned. For an instant the girl looked at the foreman, fro- zen with terror. Then she opened her mouth to scream. That instant Curran had leaped upon her, clapping one hand to her mouth, • stifling her cry before she could utter it. In that hand was a gag, .which he thrust down Lois' throat. With his ether hand he brought the string behind her head. Holding her to him, so that her at - temps to free herself were futile, Curran quickly had the gag adjusted. She half broke free. .Curran grasped her in his arms again. "Goin' to set the herd on ine huh?" jeered Curran. "I told yuh I'd git yuh, Lois." It was the work of a moment or two to slip the knotted ropes, which he had already prepared, for Lois' arms and to fasten their ends to the horn of his saddle. Holding her fast he started the two horses down the trail. Still weak from her wound, half choked by the gag, utterly helpless to cry out or attempt to escape, Lois managed to keep her seat un - till the horse reached the end of the ravine. Instead of making for the trail that ran toward Hooker's shack, Curran turned . the horses heads toward the mountains. Lois, who knew the mountains like a book, had already guessed whert Curran was taking her; and as the route confirmed her belief her heart sank even lower. :For Dave would never be able to trail her here, and she would be utterly at Curran's mercy. His destination was a small shack, about four miles away, where a prospector had once lived while en- gaged in a fruitless search for gold in the mountains. Nobody ever travelled in that direction. There was no pass through the perpendic- ular cliffs that walled in the blind: canyon which Curran was already entering. The journey was nearly ended. The shack came into sight at the end of the canyon, down which a thin stream of water trickled. A rotting cradle still lay on the bank, and beside it a blade of a spade protruded from a mound of earth almost eaten away with rust. Cur- ran reined in and dismounted. He slipped; the rope from Lois' arms and carried, her inside. The shack contained a small room and another smaller one,with a plank door between, In the first room was a table fashioned from packing cases, and same tree stumps that had been' used for seats. In one corner was a bunk, and nothing more Out of. the first bunkstaggered a Mexican. "Well; yuh got here, Pedro," said Curran. "Did yuh warn Ferris to be here an hour after sundown?" "Si, senor, ! tell hint, but he say he does not know the way, and i must go back for him" "He was lyin'," snarled Curran. "Ferris knows a lot more than he purtends to know, and he don't know a whole lot of things he thinks he knows. However, if 'that's his message, yuh'd best ride and bring him back. Yuh start back,,at seven pronto. Understand?" "I understand," grinned the Mex- ican Swiftly Curran seized Ipin its his arms and pulled her to the floor. He stood with his hands upon her shoul- der, holding her fast. "Are yuh goin' to marry sue?"' he demanded. Lois struck at him, and he laugh- ed. She screamed - and suddenly, as if in answer to her cry, both of them heard the hoofbeats of a horse pounding along the rooky trail . to- ward the cabin. Curran released Lois with an oath, clapped his hand in `his holster and crouched, listening. The sun was already behind the mountains and, though it had not yet set, the whole wild terrain outside was plunged into a shadowy twilight. For an instant the girl'aras on the point of throwing herself upon Cuaran, to wrest the.six-gun from him, to save Dave's life. But then she realised that this on- coming horse was neither Black Dawn nor Hooker's, and with a lit- tle gasp of relief she sank back against the bunk. A moment later Curran straightened himself He had seen the horseman rounding the curve of the trail and recognized him The rider pulled in a little distance away and hailed, glancing suspicious ly about him. "It's all right, Mr Ferris," called Curran. I got her here and nobody else." Ferris rode upto the entrance and dismounted. "I got your mes- sage," he said, "but I didn't know if I could find my way here. At first I told Pedro he'd have to bring me, and after ,he'd gone I thought• I'd sec if I could find the way alone." • "So yuh didn't meet Pedro? I sent him back for yuh," said Curran. He had planned Ferris advent for a little later, and the disturbance of his plans momentarily disconcerted him. "Come in. P got her, like I told yuh, and Pedro give Sheriff Coggswell an idea of where that murderer's hangin' out." Lois ran forward. "Mr. Ferris, help me," she plead'ed. "Take me :away. This man kidnapped me this morning. He—he—" Curran scowled. "I'll put her in the next room, andthen we kin talk business, Ferris," he said, picking up the gag and rope from the table, where he had deposited them. . Lois, utterly worn out, and real- izing that Ferris, who was standing with averted head, had no intention of aiding her, was incapable of any resistance worth mentioning. In a couple of minutes Curran had her gagged again and carried her to the small room. After binding her se- curely, he went back to where the ranchman was standing. "I don't like this business, Cur- ran," ,mumbled Ferris. "That girl will overhear everything." "Well, ' that couldn't be helped," answered the foreman. "Maybe Sherrif Coggswell wonl't And that cowpoke, and anyways, by the time I git through with her, she'll be all ready to hitch up with me and help run the ranch house. Nice little housekeeper yo're goin' to have Fer- ris." "Pedro told me a certain party's conain' about sundown," said Ferris. "Yeah, Lonergan'1l be here. I baited the trap by tellin' him I'd got the girl and she was ready to make some int'restin' disclosures, and how you was corrin' here to hear them." "Curran, we can't—can't kill Lon- ergan with her in the next room!" whispered the ranchman. "Nope, we'll git him outside. Leave that to me," answered Cur- ran. "You saw him yesterday?"' "Yep, he drove up to the house and demanded my answer to his proposal. I stalled him at first like you said, and when he insisted I told him where I'd see him first." "That's the stuff, Ferris. Have a drink," said the foreman, pouring out a stiff measure' of whisky into the cup. Ferris took it with shaking hand and' drained the contents. "I'm trusting you, Curran," he said.,,,!(;T'n) not, im aginin' you're, comin' in with me . out of friendly feelin'. I've convinced you that it's to your advantage, and I'm willin' to sign that paper givin' you a third of the ranch. I wrote it out and brought it along. You can read' it." He drew a docuinent from his pocket and un- folded it. "Fine," said Curran, laying it on the table. "I'11 read it later." Of course we'll have to wait till we get back before signin' it," said. Ferris. "We got to have witnesses" "Well" we got two, ain't we?" roared the foreman. "That girl and Lonergan."' I I "Lonergan?" cried the ranchman. "Sure, that's what I said. We'll make him sign before we bump him .01 .u. "Don't talk so laud!" whispered Ferris, "Her, take another drink and keep yore nerves :steady," replied Curran contemptuously. "We're ,all in this up to the neck.' When Loner - gait comes, -I'm goin' to string him along' a little bit. He thinks yo're goin' to be the innocent victim. Ho, "Ho, ho!" echoed Ferris.' But there was a note of uncertainty in his voice,, that of a bewildered man, striving to steer himself through currents That are bearing him away. "Listen!" ' Curran whispered The hoofbeats of another horse could be heard coming along the trail. . Ferris was shaking. "Lonergan!" he mumbled. "Maybe Pedro 'come ' back. But he wouldn't have time to make the round trip," Curran whispered back pressing his body against the wall and peering out through the en- trance.' "Nope," he said a moment later, "it's Lonergan. We got that feller in a trap, Ferris. ':Just follow my lead, and when we're through with him he won't be in a -position to make trouble again. "But outside — outside, Curran," whispered, Ferris, staring with di- lated eyes at the approaching rider, while his.body shook like an aspen. "Outside, where she won't. heal' when —when we=" Dave watched' the horses grazing on the young grass that.was already springing up with incredible swift- ness, after the night of rain. ` He lay back, dreaming' of Lois and of their future. Finally he stretched himself, rolled and lit a cigarette, and rose to his feet. Underneath him the water was still running down the ravine, but it had dried to• a thin trickle in places. Suddenly Dave, perceived some- thing white gleaming underneath the sunshine. It looked like—it was a part of the skeleton of a man. Those ribs were human ribs, not bovine. And there was the skull, just visible under the earth piled about it. It was evident,. from the whiteness of the bones, that the skeleton' had lain in the ravine for a considerable time. It looked as if it had been bur- ied, unearthed by flood waters, bur- ied under an accumulation of debr:s that they brought down, and washed up again. Instantly curious, Dave began scrambling down the side of the ra- vine, There was a sturdy growth of pine saplings that afforded him hand- hold and, bracing his feet against the rocky walls, he was able to make the descent without any special difficulty. Between the bank and the skele- ton there were about two feet of mud- dy water. Dave removed his shoes and socks and began wading through it. It was undoubtedly the skeleton of a man. One of the legs protruded stiffly out of the mud, and Dave saw that it had been, broken near the thigh. bt evidently had been badly set, for the broken ends were not in alignment, and there was a consid- erable thickening of bone about the side of the fracture. "Some waddy kicked by a horse," Dave thought. "But how come he was ridin' the trail up there? And if they horse slipped, where's the horse?" The water was washing over the skull, alternately exposing and re- vealing it. Dave put his hands be- neath it and lifted it dear. Then he he whistled. (TO BE CONTINUED) v Farm Women Urged to Work in Cities This Winter Farm women whose presence at home is not necessary during the wint- er months are urged to go to the cities to help alleviate the acute labor shor- tage which is developing in many in- dustries. Mrs. Rex Eaton, assistant director of National Selective Service who makes the appeal points out, however, that farm women must not count on staying in city employment perman- ently. Turning out food is a vital war job and their permits to work will be of a temporary nature. When spring comes they must return to the farms because of the need of maintaining Agricultural production. This winter, however capable farm women are needed ia munitions factor- ies, in hospitals, in/ garment factories and in a host of other vital occspa- tions. National Selective Service included .farm women in the group of worker required to register, Mrs. Eaton points, out. The first registration, held from September 14 to 19 covered 20 to 24 year olds who were not working in in- surable employment. Manyof the farm women who regi- stered will be asked to come to the nearest Employment and Selective Service Office for an interview;'While they will be told of needs in ear work they will not be forced to take a job._ If the Selective Service officer thinks. that a worker is urgently required in a war plant and 'could go with little personal sacrifice` her duty_ will be plainly put before her. "No one need wait for National Sel- ective Service, to ask her to take a job" Mrs. Eaton states. She can go to the office and make enquiries. "The jobs are there, waiting to be filled and in this emergency there must be no vacant places behind machined' "Farm women have done a magnifi- cent job in this war so far" she recalls, "With their husbands and their sons overseas many have assumed responsi- bilities which' have in the past been shouldered by men. "We are asking then; to do more, We know that many farm women look forward to a winter of comparative, leisure. It will be a personal sacrifice to give it up. We are sure that Can- adian women will not hesitate. We, know that those who can help will help. We are counting on them." RC.A,F. WANTS GIRLS Many Jobs 'Open to Women, Says Squadron Leader; J. M. Roberts Jealous boyfriends Minder recruiting of the Women's Division, R.C.A.F., at London, more than any other single factor, officials of the recruiting cen- tre said yesterday. "They spread all ‘sorts of malicious and unfair stories disparaging life in the services," Sqdn. Ldr. J. M. Ro- bertssaid. In his opinion many of the local swains are plainly worried at the prospect of their "best girl' meeting men in uniform. Many of the boy friends are themselves in the services and should know better. Many stories reaching the ears of officials here have been checked and found to have no basis of truth. Some have revealed the hand of the fifth. columnist, Regardless of the story or where it comes from, rumor -mongers are punishable under the law, Sqdn. Ldr. Roberts pointed out. While the quota is being filled at London at present, officials of the cen- tre would like to see many more girls enlisting. "Today it is' nota case of coaxing girls, it is their duty just as much as it is the duty of men, Everyman released from duties that can be filled by a woman is another man for the front," he said. "Girls enlisted here have shown a fine capacity for the work. They, are doing an excellent job," he continued. In the service every effort is made to see they live and work in an atmos- phere that is scrupulously correct. He said, "We'ean use as many more• as we can get providing they aye of good character and intelligence. Many types of jobs are open to women." V . LIEUT OL. l'dGTAWISH BURIED AT SEA The late Lt. -Col. Heward`McTavish former well known Seaforth clrygoods merchant, who was killed, in the Diep- pe raid in August, was buried at sea aeoording'to word contained in a lista ter received in London written uy a member of the unit of the Royal Can- adian Engineers commanded by Lieut. Col. McTavish. War Saving Stamp Free DON'T MISS YOUR NAME! The Pian in A Nutshell Each week there will appear in an advertisement on this page, the name and address of someone residing in Clinton or district. WATKIN'S- Service Station Huron St. Phone 18 Sunoco Products Goodrich Batteries Lubrication, A -Z Brucefield Garage WM. H. DALRYMPLE Sunoco, Gas—Oil—Grease General Repairs to A11 Makes of Cars, Acetylene and Electric Welding, Machinist and Mill- wright. Phone Clinton 618r4 Brucefield, Ont. REG. BALL Shell Service Station Gas and Oil Your present car may have to last a long time. Have us lubri- cate and inspect it at regular intervals and keep it rolling. Phone 5 No. 8 Highway JOE McCULLY & CO. 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