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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1942-10-08, Page 2by Victor. Rousseau' CHAPTER XI SYNOPSIS. s'Yrra Dave Bruce, out of a job, arrives at ' C • - arranch,Car- ' r- Wilbur` Ferris Toss B u 'ran, .the foreman, premises him a job .if he can break a horse Galled Black Dawns` When. he succeeds, he dis- fl'ile; ;cJiinton News -!Record with, which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS:OIF SUBSCRIPTION $1,50 per year *in advance, to Can- adian addresses; $2.00 to the U.S.' or other foreign countries. bio 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. 8e 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, each subsequent insertion 15c. Rites for display • advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. G. E. HALL - Proprietor H. T. RANCE NOTARY PUBLIC Fire Insurance Agent Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies Division Court Office, Clinton Frank Fingland, B.A., LLB. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block .... .. Clinton, Ont. DR. G. S. ELLIOTT Veterinary- Surgeon Phone 203' Clinton, Ont. H. C. MEIR Barrister -at -Law Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario Proctor in Admiralty. Notary Public and Commissioner Offices in Bank of Montreal Building Hours: 2.00 to 5.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage Office: Huron Street, (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours -Wed. and Sat., and by appointment FOOT CORRECTION by Manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 HAROLDD, JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in .Farm and Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Prices reasonable; satis- faction guaranteed. For information etc. write or phone Harold Jackson, R.R. No. 4 Seaforth, phone 14-661. 06-012 THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President A. W. McEwing, Blyth; Vice -President, W. R. Archi- bald, Seaforth; Manager and Sec. Treas., M. A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Wm. Knox, Londesboro; Atex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; Chris. Leonhardt, Dublin; E. J. Trewartha, Clinton; Thos Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Alex McEw- ing, Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton; Hugh Alexander, Walton. List of Agents: J. Watt, Blyth; J .E. Pepper, Bruce - field, R.R. No. 1; R F. MoKereher, Dublin, R.R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, Brodhagen. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, 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 ddressed to their respective post offi- ' ces. Losses inspected by the director. C4NlKtil.l 1 Q o iAi .4E5 TIME TABLE Trains evil! arrive at and, depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. Going blast; depart 6.43 ,a.m. Going East depart 3:00 p.m. Going West, depart 11.45 a.m. Going West, depart 9.50 pan. Landon --Clinton, Going, south sr. &.b0, leave 8.011 p.mh covers Curran expected to kill him. A 'girl named! • Lois rides?, up, angry, with Davefor breaking "her" horse.' She refuses to speak t6 hint even when he uses `his savings to pay off the mortgag'e•on the small ranch she Shares with, her foster father, a man named Hooker. But when Hooker is shot and Dave is charged :with murder, Lois saves him from .being lynched. Wounded, she guides him to a mountaincave where she thinks theywill be safe from Curran and the sheriff's posse. A •quarrel be- tween Ferris and, Judge Lonergan. reveals that Ferris had ldlled his partner, Blane Rowland, many years' before. Thoroughly scared Ferris takes . Curran into his confidence. When Dave is away from the cave Curran kidnaps Lois. ..Still unaware of Lois' danger, Dave has just dis- covered what he believes to be a hu- man skeleton' near the cave. He is examining the skull. ' There was a clean, round hole at the back, such as a bullet would have made, and the frontal done was most- ly missing, with jagged edges about it. "Yore 'horse didn't slip, hombre," said Dave to the skull. "Yores is a case of plain murder. Yore partner shot yuh from, behind, the dirty mur- dering hound'!" Dave put on his socks and shoes again and began to reascend the top he looked at the sun and concluded that it was already well past noon. He had told Lois that he would be back to see her around midday. But when Dave reached, the cave, he found it empty. "Lois!" he called "Lois, girl, where are yuh?" The echoes of his voice floated back mockingly from. the cliffs across the ravine, and that was all. Then Dave's pupils contracted sharply as he saw footprints of a man's boots on the other side of the cave, faint, but unmistakable in the ground soft- ened by the rains. Here, too, were the prints of Lois' little boots, and where .they Ceased there' was a furrow in the soil as if she had been dragged. Beyond, the prints of the man's boots were deep- er, as if he had been carrying a burd- en. It was all perfectly clear and un- mistakable and told its story only too well. Coggswell must have got upon the trail and taken Lois away. The waddy's• face was transformed into a grin mask of vengeance. Dave ran back to where Black Dawn was standing and sprang into the saddle. Ile adjusted his belt, bringing the holster close to his, right hand. When he• met Coggswell, it would be just too bad for Coggswell, Softly Dave edged the stallion along the trail, peering right and left for any hidden ambuscade. But the bootprints had changed to the prints of two horses' hoofs. 'If Coggswell had set an ambuscade along the route he had certainly not joined it him- self. Dave trailed the hoofprints as far as the canyon, and 'then lost them, It was impossible to discover any signs of then on the flinty ground, But Dave was pretty sure Coggswell had taken Lois to Heeler's cabin, perhaps to leave her there and come back in search of him. It was an hour after the discovery that Lois had been kidnaped before he suddenly 1 b• b saw oc ter s ea n e - fore him. No horse was visible, but Dave dismounted' and crept softly forward', peering through the undergrowth. Foot by foot he edged his way for- ward. The plaintive lowing of the unmilked cow came to his ears from somewhere on the mesa. Otherwise —nothing. And when at last Dave entered Hooker's cabin, he found it empty, with to sign that anyone had been in it since Lois and he had left it. Grimly Dave turned the, stallion and rode back through the canyons. Again he found the hoofprints, and again, in spite of casting about in a wide circle, he was unable to discover which way the .horse had gone. The sun was well down in the west when Dave rode back toward, Hook- er's cabin., reckless now. He was al- most through the scrub when he reined in abruptly. He could see the cabin again, and this time a horse was standing saddled in front of it. Listening, Dave could hear foot- steps in the cabin. Someone was walking to and fro inside it. Dave didn't dismount this time. He edged the black horse forward, its -hoofs making no sound on the soft mesa. Now he was immediately behind the house. He' could hear the footsteps inside 'distinctly. Nowhe got out of his saddle and. went quiet - THE 'CLINTON NEWS-RECOR ly, around -the shack; As he reached. the front angle he saw 'Sheriff Cogg swell comae.out of the door,and move toward his horse., 'Dave leaped for- ward. His attitude was the crouch of a. beast of -prey, his voice a. rumbling' snarl: Taken utterly by' surprise, Coggs- well put up his hands. • "Well, you got the drop on me all: right, Bruce," ,,admitted Coggswell. "But 'Ulla' me won't do you,no good." Dave stepped; forward 'and relieved Coggswell of his' gun. "You can ,put yore hand's down now," he said. "But goin' to talk quick and straight;: if yuh want to get back to Mescal without a nasty mess on yore shoulders. What ;have yuh done with Lois ?" :`Bruce," answered Coggswell, "I ain't set eyes on Miss Lois since she rode into town the mornin' of Hook- er's murder, seein' I was knocked' cold tryin' to purteet you." The declining sun shone - straight into Dave's eyes, showing the hag- gard lines of his face. He stared into Coggsweli's trying to read the truth. "You swear that's true?" Dave cried suddenly. "I'm talkin' straight," answered the sheriff. "I rode up here with the idea of campin' out and,startin' on a hunt for yore trail in the mornin'. If someone took Miss Lois away when you was gone, it wasn't me. Why, I don't know where you two been hidin' up. She ain't hurt bad is she?" i.!al "She was gettin' well. We was goin to start out tomorrow." And suddenly the mask of hate vanished from Dave's face. I'm believin' yuh, sheriff," he said. `But if it wasn't you who took her away, who was it?" Sherrif Coggswell was silent. Dave met the keen scrutiny of his eyes, then suddenly handed him. back his, gun and thrust his own' in its holster. "You got the drop on ane now, Coggswell," he said. "I'm trustin' you. You can take me into Mescal if you want to. But I always. felt yuh knew I didn't kill old Hooker. And I'm askin' yuh to trust my word same as I trusted yore's, and ride with Inc to find the slunk that took her away. After that, I'll be ready to place myself in yore hands." That goes with me," he said grave'. ly. "Yo're right Bruce.I'm putty sure yuh didn't kill old Hooker. I been workin' on a line of my own, and I think I'm on the trail. I'm aceeptin' them terms of yores. And in a few minutes I think I'll have some evidence. It's in the cabin. Nope, not Miss Lois. I just trussed' and gagged a hombre who was actin' suspicious, after having to kill his horse." He led the way into the cabin. Trussed and gagged very effectively upon the floor was the Mexican, Ped- ro, whom Curran had sent back to the Cross -Bar. "Ain't had time to question him. yet," the sheriff explained.' "He was sorter stunned when his horse dropped under him. Now we'll see." He pulled the gag out of the mouth of the helpless man. Pedro, who recognized Dave, glared in mixed fear and fury at him and at Coggs. well. "Yore jig's up, Pedro," said the sheriff. Yo're goin' to come across and come quick, or yore life ain't worth a nickle. I'd just as soon shoot yuh there as I'd shoot a wide - winder. Where's Curran?" " I do not know, Senor C'oggswell," protested the Mexican. "I ride jus' now, back to the range, after lookin' for strays, and you shoot my horse and tie me up." "Now listen, Pedro, it ain't a bit of use lyin' to me," replied the sher- iff, "because I got the goods on yuh. I been dein' some watchin' myself the last few days, anti I seen you and Curran prowlin' around these parts lookin' for someone. "I watched you this mornin' ride out into the hills, and; I watched you ride back. When I called ,yuh; yuh tried to git away. Now I'm putting it up to yuh. Curran ain't at the Cross -Bar. Where is he?" "I see him last night. I do not know today.' Me and him we look for this man. Pedro jerked his bead in Dave's direction. "Today I look for strays-" "I'm .puttin the question in another way," said the sheriff patiently. Whore's Curran got Miss Lois?" "Senor, I no have see her since that night she ride away with this man from Mescal—" Coggswell drew the six -gun from his 'holster and spun the cylinder. He. turned to Dave. "May as well take this feller where, we aim to bury.;' him," he said. No sense in`niusein' up'thisfloor. There's' 'a place at the e'd'ge `of the mesa. where the ground's Soft." He picked up the end of the rope that bound the Meiican and began dragging the man toward the door. "Senor," chattered Pedro, "you cannot murder me. II did not take the girl away.„. "You've; had your chance Pedro. Come on, Bruce, ` let's git' him, over• the sill and finish hien,” he added, The six-gun, 'jerked upward. A, scream' broke "from, the 'Mexican's lips.. "Senor; -I tell—don't shoot—I tell," chattered Pedro. "Curran bring the girl this mornin'. to the cabin that the gold,, prospector built a'nany years ago in the blind canyon" "I know - where itis,"- 'answered Coggswell. "All right, Pedro, .yuh -saved yore life.,. I'm goin' to leave yuh tied up here, for which I reckon yuh'll-be grateful to me afterwards. I'll get yuh a drink of water." Coggswell filled'a pitcher and held it to Pedro's lips, setting it down be- side him when he was through. He turned to Dave, "Reckon we better ride," he said. "I got my four men waitin' down below the mesa, but I. don't aim to waste no time with Miss Lois in the hands of that feller" Dave only spoke once during the ride. "Sheriff," he said, "you lived in this district quite some time, ain't yuh? Ever hear of a *eddy disap- pearin' mysteriously, Course he didn't have to be a waddy. May have been a prospector." He described his discovery of the skeleton in the ravine. "Shot through the back of the head," he said. "Feller had fractured his leg at some time, up near the thigh. It was all healed up rough." "Yuh found him?" shouted ()eggs- well, turning round in the saddle. "Well, that clears up consid'rable more along the lines I was workin'." "It's all right, judge;" called Cur- ran, as Lonergan drew rein suspi- cionsly, in the way Ferris had done. "Here's Mr, Ferris, and just me, and we're waitin' to talk things over pleasant -like." "You don't need to shout my title," grumbled Lonergan, dismount- ing and stalking into the shack. He nodded curtly to the ranehmnan and seated himself upon one of the tree stumps, waving away Curran's offer of a drink. Lonergan's manner was still that of a judge, a man con- descending to meet those socially beneath him. "What's that noise in there?" de- manded Lonergan suspiciously, as Lois, hearing the voice of the new arrival, made a desperate attempt to free herself. "Yuh can go in and look if yuh want to, Mr. Lonergan," grinned the foreman. "But that's -strictly a private, matter." Lonergan strode to the entrance of the small room. He *could just make out Lois fastened' on the bunk, and her eyes turned imploringly upon his. He hesitated, then swung back angrily. "What's that mean, Curran?" he demanded. "Got on Bruce's trail this morn - in'," answered Curran. "He made his getaway, but I nabbed the girl. Was waitin' for yuh to examine her, after• this other business is settled." (TO BE CONTINUED) v CYCLING IN THE NATIONAL PARK Gas and Rubber Restrictions Put the Bicycles on the Popularity List Seeing Canada's National Parks 'on a wheel' rather :than 'behind a wheel' is becoming increasingly popular now- adays. Gas anis rubber restrictions are gradually compelling motorists to put away their cars for the duration of the war, or at least to cut down ra- dically en the distance they travel for pleasure. The result is an army of cyclists on the roads, and this army is likely to grow still larger as mot- oring difficulties increase. • YOUR, Estate is Different from every other. ,Many prob- lems aro Involved — family and financial conditions, requirements and objectives are different. No one person could be expected to effecflvely`deol with the many duties required of an executor. The Sterling 1 Trusts Corporation brings to these, problems the combined experience of a staff fully quallfled to administer your estate .promptly and' efficiently. . Name as,your Executor STERLING TRUSTS a 'CONFPORATION r ' 372 $AT1ID,, TORONTO ' ESTABLISHED 1911 ;1 In the national parks cyclists may be seen gaily pedalling ..along the highways; enjoying the scenery and the flower-scented atmosphere as they never could have done from the in- terior of nteriorof a closed car. They see and hear and feel the country and', are on intimate terms with nature. They have time for a careful survey of the scenes around. each bend in the road, at the 'crest of each hill, and down is the quiet flower -bedecked, valleys.+ From, their bicthey- cyles hear the songs of ,the birds, the rustling of wild animals. in the undergrowth, and the tinlcling sound -of small streamq almost hidden in the forest. They. have a cheery greeting for everyone they meet on the highway; they imi- tate the call of the noose or the cry of the loon in the marshy edges of a lake, and they whistle the notes of many of the song birds merrily sing- ing from near -by trees. Frequently they are able to get glimpses .and per- haps photographs of wild/life which will remain a treasured memory` of their visit to the national parks. These cyclists' may be tired, and hungry at the end of the day, but it will be tiredness devoid of nervous tension. Undoubtedly cyclists will feel fatigued if they try to cover 'too great a distance in a day, but it will be a physical' rather than a mental fa- tigue. Usually after the kind of sleep which comes in the parks, they are just .as fresh and keen as ever.." Autumn isp r ha e beat time P the of the year far cycling in the nation- al parks, Motor traffic on the park highways has by now dhninshed con- siderably. The days though beginning to shorten, are bright and crisp; fish are " biting well and bird life deems more abundant than ever. Big game come down to the roadside and are a common sight along the park high- ways. Camera hunters reap "a rich harvets ;of speeial"trophies" for the snapshot album. The woods are a riot of colour— orange, gold, green, crimson and many widely variegated combinations which nature blends into a harmonious pat- tern fol its own special fall showing. Truly a cycling tour of the national parks at this time of the year is a never -to -be -forgotten experience. 166 THURS. OCT. 8, 1942 =MILITARY' NEWS Six "don'ts"' that persons writing letters to prisoners of war should ob- serve have been compiled by the De- partment of National Defence, and are ,being issued to all active and re- serve units, of the ''Canadi n, a • a army' in. inti D. 1. They are: (1)' Don't mention military, naval or air force matters. (2) Don't refer to 1pcations of mil- itary, naval or air force personnelx or units, � (3) Don't refer to pglitical matters (4) Don't refer to economic mat- ters. (5) Don't quote rank, number or a military return 'address. '(6) Don't use note paper with a military letterhead. The warning points out that prison - en -of -war mail is censored by the enemy in search of stray bits of in- formation. With the number of pris- oners of war increased by the raid on Dieppe, it is also suggested that civilians, as well as military person- nel, adhere to the six "don'ts." War having Stamp Free DON'T MISS YOUR NAME! The Plan in A Nutshell Each week there will appear in an advertisement on this page, the name and address o1 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 All Makes of Cars, Acetylene and Electric Welding, Machinist and.' Mill- wright. Phone Clinton 618r4 Brucefield, Ont. REG. BALL phell Service Station Gas and Oil Your present car may have to last a long time. Have us lubri- cate and inspect itat regular intervals and keep it rolling. Phone 5 No. 8 Highway Thos. H. Leppington, Clinton. JOE McCULLY & CO. General Merchants, Sunoco Gas and Oils Seaforth sr -boa Brucefield, Out. Clinton st-tills Try ,Weilst 'Auto Electric' For Complete Motor Tune-ups Generators and Starters Ex- changed, Carburetors, Batteries Brakes Re -lined and Adjusted Wrecker Service W. D. ,(BILL) WELLS, Prop. Phone 349 Clinton H. F. BERRY Groceries, Dry Goods Boots and Shoes, Hard= ware, Paints and Oils Flour and Feed, Etc. Phones Seaforth Clinton 23-659 23-618 Brucefield, Ont. Simply locate your name, clip out thti advertisement and present it to The Clinton News -Record Office, and you will receive. Al War Savings stamp Ii'ree GODERICH BOTTLING WORKS Tweedies, Popular drinks It is safest to get the best 58 Picton St. Phone 4891 txoderich, Ont R. V. IRWIN Dry Goods Women's and Children's Ready-to=Wear Phone 96 — Victoria Street When you buy here you can take your change in War Savings Stamps Mrs. David Steep, Clinton PUBLIC UTILITIES COMMISSION CLINTON Repairs and Mainten- ance Service Phone 20 C. 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