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TIIE CLINTON NEWS-RECORI)
SYNOPSIS: Young Ed. Maitland , land asked, after a silence.
and the hardened gambler Speed Ma-
lone are camp partners •on the trip
north to the Yukon gold fields in '97
when word of the rich ores there first
came, down the •Pacific coast. Mait-
land, son of a New England seafar-
ing family, was determined to win
"I—Saw him,", Pete said, in an odd-
ly withdrawn tone.
More hesitantly -Maitland asked,
"Did you remember hirn?"
"I don't know." Her voice had the
same troubled .constraint. "In a kind
back his lost family foetunes. Fren- "This is none of my business, Pete,
chy, the fisherman who took him and but why didn't he take you with
him."
Her hand brushed her eyes with a
shadowy gesture. "I can't . • • My
head's •kind of jumbled, Bud." •
"Anyway you're • safe now, Pete,"
T P1
Speed north; Lucky Rose, beautiful
young woman who had given Mait-
land a ring for a keepsake; Fallon,
trail' boss to the mnors, who resent-
ed Rose's attentionseeto Maitland;
Steiner, the money lender; young he said. "By the time you're able to
Pete and his drunken partner Bill travel, vve'll figure something better
for you than going out,"
* * *
•
The cell of the Skagway jail as
a plain thick -studded box, except for
a small grilled vent in the seaward
wall, and the cot on which Speed was
sitting, inwardly raw with chagrin.
Outwardly he wore an air of com-
posure for the benefit •of the heav-
ily armed guard in the passage, on
the other side of the grated cell door.
Being arrested on the charge of
having murdered the shell dealer in
this camp last fall, was bad enough.
But he had nob discerned the real
teeth in the trap until Fallon entered
the marshall's office, just before he
Was committed to the cell.
Now when he thought of his dog
team waiting for him by the ware-
house wharf, and of Drew waiting at
Tagish for the mail and freight he
had been trusted to deliver, it was
all that he could do to refrain from
getting up and kicking the wall.
The blizzard had caused a disrup-
tion in Drew's mail service at a crit-
ical time when the inspector was
short of a driyer. A sled shipment
of gold was to be run to Skagway
and a packet of mail brought back,
containing a considerable amount of
bank currency consigned to Dawson
against the gold. Drew's choice. of a
substitute had been good gambling..
Speed knew that life had left marks
on 'him legible enough,to that veter-
an judge of men.
On delivering the gold to the wharf
agent in Skagway, he had not been
able to pick up his sled load imme-
diately for the return trip. A -ship
lay in the gulf, in a twinkling flotsam
of shore ice. Her arrival, delayed by
the storm, was being celebrated as a
harbinger of Spring and spoils. Even
the shore crew was drunk, further
ie-
tarding the loading of her cargo.
Meanwhile the mail was brought a-
shore, and the agent, nervous enough
at having custody of the ,gold, was
still more uneasy about the police
mailHan oil-skih — wrapped and
sealed packet of bank notes in easily
portable form. His strong box had
been broken recently by thieves, and
the packet was presumptively safer
in the game pocket of Speed's coat.
Facts to be read the marshal as in-
dicating that Speed had stolen the
regular mail runners orders, had de-
livered the gold to obtain the mail,
and had been prevented from taking
the ship only by the long -shore tie-
up.
The strangely timed event that left
him open to capture, oceured during
the forced wait. With many hours
to kill, he had decided to visit Stein-
er at what was now Skagway!s Gen-
eral Store. Money lending was one of
his gold mines, and speaking of ,eur-
ious pledges, he mentioned an oddly
shaped clover -leaf nugget on which
he had loaned something more than
its weight to a gambling client. Then
the hunt was on.
and Garnet, a well-to-do-modelei one
Who hired Maitland and Speed to haul
his stuff from, the beach over the
mountains to the Yukon—these were
among the crowd that made up the
.gold seekers. At Liarsville, a gimp
in the hills, Speed was made trail
boss in Fallon's place, because Speed
iniisted on closing the trail till it
could be repaired. When a detach-
ment of the Canadian Northwest
Mounted Police came riding down the
pass and mended the Midge for
Speed, there was a truce between him
and Fallon and the trail was reop-
ened. Garnet went back to
civiliza-
tion for the winter leaving his pon-
ies and equipinent with Speed and
• 1Vfaitland. But the horses disappear-
ed just after the transfer. After
Speed had killed a man in self-defence
—a man who had run a crooked shell
game at Liarsville—he and Maitland
got away on the trail -Rose helped
find their horses—and • decided to
huiid a cabin for the -winter near
Bennet, a came) policed by the Moun-
ties. Drew, head of the Mounties,
said there 'was a strange legend a-
bout a ghostly Siwash that left
tracks in the snow—his new man
Cathcart was specially interested in
it. One night the two partners
were surprised to have a half-starv-
ed dog join them while they were
eating steaks from a deer Speed had
just shot. .A. little later a man came
out of the storm to them—the ghost-
ly apparition ef the Mounties' leg-
end, they decided—and took half
their deer, While Speed had gene
to Skagway with mail for the Moun-
ties, Maitland found a half -frozen
figure in the storm, and discovered it
to be Pete, who turned out to be a
girl disguised as a man.
President, Alex. Broadfoot, Sea -
forth; Vice -President, James Con-
nolly, Goderich; secretary -treasurer,
M. A. Reid, Seaforth,
Directors:
Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; R. R.
No. 3; James Sholdice, Walton; Wm.
Knox, • Londesboro; Geo. Leonhardt,
BornholmR. R. No. 1; John Pepper,
Brucefield; James Connolly, Gode-
rich; Alexander 1Vietwing, Blyth, 11.
R. No. 1; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth,
R. R. No. 5; Wm. R. Archibald, Sea -
forth, R. R. No. 4.
Agents: WI. J. Yeo, R. R. No. 3,
Clinton; John Murray, Seaforth;
James Watt, Blyth; Finley MeXer-
-cher, Seaforth..
Any money to be paid may be paid
• to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of
Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin
'Cat's Grocery, Goderich.
Parties desiring to effect insur
-ance or transact other business will
be promptly attended to on applica-
ion to any of the above officers ad-
dressed to their respective post offi-
ces. Losses inspected by the director
who lives nearest the scene. •
Cleaning and Pressing
Suits. Coats and •Dressef
DRY CLEANED AND REPAIRE11
W. J. JAG°
If not open work may be kb obi
Heard's Barber SboX.
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°ANIMAPi NATIONAL RAILWAYS
TIME TABLE
*„Trains 'axrive at and depart front
Clinton as follows:
• Buffalo and Goderich Div.
'Going East, depart 7.08 a.m.
Going East, depart 3.00 pat.
Going Wiest. depart 11.50 a.m.
Going West, depart 9.58 p.m.
London, Huron. & Bruce
Going North, ar. 11.34. lve. 11,54 a.m.
, Going South , 3.08 pan.
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NOW GO' ON WITH THE STORY
The golden head stirred at last on
the pillow. Long lashes quivered;
gray eyes opened and looked dimly
around the cabin. Meeting his, they
dropped in bewilderment to the bunk.
,After an hour or so the pain be-
gan to relent.
"I can't even thank you, Bud," she
murmured.
"Forget that and try to sleep. May-
be this will help." He brought a toct-
dy he had been warming.
When a real skep- of exhaustion
presently stole over her, he went out
to stable the mare,
"I'll have to travel as soon as the
storm dies," she said upon waking,
hours later. 1 1
"Rut why, Pete? If it's because you
need—"
She shook her head in troubled re-
verse. "I made some money this
winter cooking for •a rafting outfit
on the Teslin. I don't need any."
"Homesick, maybe?" he suggested
"for that warm desert country of
yours 9
"It isn't always warm in Nevada,
The client wore a dicer hat and
or all desert." Pete smiled a little, •
stuttered; was known as "Lefty" and
suspected of being a pickpocket.
Speed ran the man to earth in a
gambling tent, where he cut into the
"I guess, even if the place you same poker game, and dealing Lefty
grow up in isn't wonderful," Pete
mused, "you imagine it's so. Hardly
anyone ever came near Billls ranch,
but I used to dream I had a friend
out in the hills somewhere. He rode
a big hay horse with a cream -colored
mane When the 'hot wind blew, I'd
imagine I was holding to the saddle
horn and we were leaving a long coil
of dust into the blue water of a mir-
age. I asked Bill about it once and
he said I'd been chewin' loco weed.
There wasn't no such horse in the
range. He said the on'y kin I had
was a prospector who'd left Nevada,
and he was not a man 3 would -want
to remember."
The enigmatical figure of the man
with the mukluks loomed across Ed's
mind.
"Somethnes, when Bill was drink-
ing, he'd mutter about this pros-
peetor—Palton, he called him. He
spoke as if he'd grUbstaked hini once,
"to he rid of him," • They had a jeal-
ous quarrel over a woman Bill was
married to, I think, and I was mix-
ed in it some way. He never talked
of it -when he was sober."
That fragment east the shadow of
a strange triangle, though Pete seem-
ed unaware of anything tragic in its
reference to her. After this break-
up she had lived alone with the
brooding Owens—a secluded life. She
did not say what had brought him
North at last to join the prospeetor
who had wronged hien, nor what her
own adventures had been after bis of the street dr that made hien
death, or why, she had recently left aware of both. There was a different
the rafters camp on the Lewes with tread in thepassage; different, yet
the intention of going out somehow familiar.
"Did you ever find Dalton?" Mait- "Take it in yourself," the guard
HAPPY ,TROUGHT
"I'dbetter give this little girl a
.'wide berth," thought,the man in the
Tullman office as the corpulent mai-
:den applied for a ticket.
growled testily to a shadow by the
grating.
The big door was unlocked, and as
the figure edged into the somewhat
clearer light of the cell, Speed under-
stood why he had been trying to place
the footfall in his memory. The man
who confronted him was Frenchy,
carrying. a plate and curving his chest
to 'bring a deputy's badge into, more
formidable prominence.
Speed bit his cheek as he glanced
over the contents of the plate with-
out accepting it.
your're a nice one, Fre/idly,"
he commented mildly. "So they give
you a deputy's star. Looks good on
ye, too."
The ex -fisherman squirmed back a
little, not quite able to keep a firm
front with that even voice in his
ears.
"You don't forget, neither, do you,
Trendy?" his prisoner acknowledg-
ed, eyeing the fish, and then the
knife in his belt, on which his free
hand had closed. "Are you the mar-
shal's official sticker?"
Narrow black eyes, beaded with a
rankling hate which only blood could
quench, as the cool gray ones of his
defenceless prisoner lifted to his face.
The pause grated on the impatient
guard at the door. "If that's the best
you can do, frog., back out here with
them plates 'before he takes your
knife and carves ye."
"Reckon this feller don't know who
he's callin', Prenchy," Speed observ-
ed, as the fisherman backed an invol-
untary step or two. "Tell him what
with an effort to be a brighter guest.
"There's lots of snow."
He encouraged her to talk.
a hand on which the thief would wil-
lingly have bet his shirt, lured the
nugget into the game on e, raised pot.
The shining, foliated ,piece of gold
was weighed on the bar scales and
played for twice its gold value.
Speed won it with a straight flush.
When Lefty disconsolately quit the
table, Speed grilled him about the
nugget. Under pressure the thief
maintained the extraordinary story
that he had lifted it in Skagway from
the pocket of a than now dead—the
shell dealer, in fact, whom Speed had
shot at the door of The Pack Train
saloon.
In order to learn something more
about the man with the dicer, Speed
had been leaking for Rose when the
marshal seized him.
That the man he was aceused of
murdering should he the man who
had brought the nugget to Skagway;
was an apparently perverse loop of
the influence he called luck. Now it
lay in the marshal's safe, along with
Speed's guns and the mail.
•'Sneed's breath smoked in the old
cold cell. They had freed his hands,
and had not troubled to remove his
gun belt—signs that pointed to brief
imprisonment and swift judgment, al-
though this was his second day in
the colt
He did not notice the darkening
of the cell, oe the wilder music that
sounded from; the camp during :his
long abstraotion.: It was the opening
Speed reached the corridor in a
Bound
you done to Horse McGinnis of Spo-
kane. Tell him you could lick ten
half -banked deputies like hire; with
one foot."
An oath from the guard showed
that Frenchy's elevation to office was
not popular with the marshal's squad.
Ile swung the door, and hooked the
fisherman with a boot -toe to speed his
exit. In that finely measured in-
stant, Speed jumped for the door.
Speed reached the ,corridor in a
bound. A gun blazed out of the dark
tangle but he was already clear of the
passageway and gone.
The canvas between the frame and
the rafters was dark. Unfortunately
or otherwise, Steiner was out. Speed
cut a slit in the canvas, and climbing
through the aperture, dropped inside.
Though the tent had looked dark
from outside, its interior was vague-
ly illumined by a flittered wavering.
flaw from the kerosene flare in the
street it faced on. Rummaging uncov-
ered a crowbar of handy size. In a
drawer he found a collection of six-
shooters, which said little for Stein-
er's judgment of firearms, but he
quickly picked out a .45, 'loaded it
from his own belt and put it in the
holster.
Btill the object of, his search eluded
him. He was beginning to think that
the Jew had done some empty boast-
ing when his eye fell on a longish box
in the far corner, under a shelf. He
pulled it out, and delicately prying it
open with the bar, put his fingers in-
side. With a grunt of relief, he re -
Moved the cover and took out two
sticks of dynamite.
• As he dropped in the snow and
paused to listen, his skin prickled
with a senee of some lurking presence
close by, soundless and unseen. He
started swiftly back along his pre-,
71011S trail through the tents, without
touching the gun at his belt.
Speed crouched forward tensely,
gripping the bar, as a dark shape
brushed along the tent wall *Rhin a
yard of hind. In that instant of its
disclosure, his hand lunged out and
clutched a man by the throat. He
raised the pinch bar.
"Ded-don't hit me," he protested in
a hoarse whimper, "I's f -f -for ye. I
s -seen you prowl into the jew's t -t-.
tent to get the &dynamite. D -d -don't
try it! What'd the m -marshal take
of y-Yourn?"
"My guns and jaek—they don't
matter. The packet of mail I've got to
get." -
Lefty caught his arm. "L -leave me
case this trick," he whispered hus-
kily. "You wouldn't have a chance in
a r --million with dynamite. 3 seen
that safel once when the marshal
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FREDERICK L. NEWNITAM BEGAN HIS MUS5CAL CAREER IN
SCOTLAND—BITS OF THIS AND THAT Al3GUT RADIO FOLK
' IN CANADA
A short time ago our spies in the
Maritimes set out in search of infor-
mation about the Great the Near
Great in radio circles in that section
of the Dominion, What they re-
ported would, fill a tornegarge enough
to make the ordinary "Who's Who"
look sick. They interviewed singers,
musicians, comedians, announcers,
commentators, conductors, ATM ett,iehe
belonging to the great family of
Canaan Radio ComnOsion enter-
tainers.
Oif this galaxy of radio folk, by no
means the ieast is Frederick • L.
Newnham, baritone, a man who has
Von perhaps more than the usual
share of success in both this country
and abroad.- Mr. Newnham, who is
featured periodically on Commission
programs originating in Halifax, was
educated at Madras College, St. An-
drews, Scotland, and before the war
was soloist and assistant organist of
the Anglican Church in' that same
community. During the war years
he served with the transport section,
M1.F.A., in Franca
Following the Armistice, Mr.
Newnham went to London where he
became a student at the Royal Acad-
emy of Music, and ultimately assis-
tant _organist and choirmaster of
St. Columba's, Pont Street. Later
he won considerable recognition as an
organist and choral conductor in
pinched me, an with a few minutes,
I could 'f.feel the c -combination. It
used to be my racket."
"Wlhat's in it for you?"
"I owe you a hand, and the m -mar-
shal a bad turn. G -give me the bar,"
whispered Lefty. "You wait here."
"How—wait here?"
."W -watch for the mob. Whistle if
they got too close. But give me all
the t -time you can."
Speed yielded the bar. Lying in the
drift, his gun covered the only door
to the jail, so the chance of Lefty's
playing him double was slight. Long
minutes dragged before a distant
tramping began to pound on his ear-
drums. A shore party had been comb-
ing the beach. The empty boats at
mooring and the ship in the gulf
would naturally suggest that way of
escape. As he sprang erect, his sharp
whistle pierced the dusk.
(Continued Next Week)
Dundee, and also as soloist with the
British Broadcasting Corporation.
Mr. Newnham came to Canada in
1927 and almost immediately gravit-
ated to great heights in his profes-
sion. From 1927 to 1933 he was head
of the vocal department of Acadia
'University, %Irvine, a seat of learn-
ing famous far and wide. At the
present time Mr. Newnham is organ-
ist and choirmaster of St. Paul's
church, and professor of voice cul-
ture, Maritime Academy of Music,
Halifax.
* *
RECEIVES COMMUNICATIONS
THROUGH "NORTHERN
MESSENGER"
cast by the Canadian Radio Commis-
sion each Saturday night at 11.00
o'clock, was prominently mentioned
in a recent presi dispatch that ap-
peared in newspapers across the con-
tinent. Here is the story: By means
of ,hair from his own head a selec-
tion of comm.= house paint, and an,
ordinary piece of cardboard, Stanley
Clifford Knapp, 20 -year-old King's
Scout of the 10th St. Thames Exeter
troop, Devonshire, England, and head
of the 'Hudson% Bay Company post
at Clyde River, 500 miles north ,df
Frobisher Bay, Southern Baffin Land,
N.W.T., painthd a picture of the com-
pany post at Frobisher Bay. Knapp
later sent the painting to the 'chair-
man of the board of trustees of the
N'ati'onal ,Gallery of Canada. The
painting was recognized as being ex-
cellently done, despite the improvis-
ed materials, and because of its his-
toric value, was given to the Dorrdn-
ion Archives. Knapp is to be fitting-
ly recognized by the gallery trustees
who intend to send him a set of art-
ist's paints and brushes when the SS.
Nascopie leaves for the Arctic this
July. The young artist% mother, who
lives in Ehgland, sends weekly mes-
sages to him by Means of the "North=
ern Messenger" service.
The "Northern Messenger," broad -
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SPECIAL BROADCAST FOR .
EMPIRE DAY.
With the seven hour -coast-to-coast
broadcast of the King's Silver Jubilee
now but a pleasant memory, the pro-
gram department of tha Canadian
Radio Commission is making final ar-
rangements for a May 24th presenta-
tion that will be heard over the na-
tional system and picked up by the
British Broadcasting Corporation to '
be relayed to the British Dominions
throughout the world. It will be a
special Empire Day Broadcast that
will originate in Hamilton, Ontario,
and will feature an address by the
Rt. Hon. R. 9. Bennett, Prime Min-
ister of Canadian, national music un-
der the direction of the distinguished
conductor, Donald Heines, and a dra-
matized story of the founding of Em-
pire Day in Canada. Full details of
(Continued on page 3)
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FINE, RICH
PEPPE MINT
FLAVOR
Billy Van
says:
One of the most successful salesmen of this time, Me. Billy
says that successful salesmanship is simply the application of show-
manship to merchandising."
"The secret of success in acting is to rehearse and rehearse and
rehease until you have created an unforgettable impression upon the
mind of the actor, He then lives his part. His sincerity enables his
audience to live it with him. Of course, the play must be good. It
gets, you nowhere to have people say, 'Billy Van was great, but the
show was rotten!" Similarly you must have a good preclude and be-
cause you are talking to a procession and not a standing crowd, your
advertising must he insistent and persistent. You must rehearse
and rehease and rehease if bath the show and the actors—the product
andand the aeters—are to get their message adoss—to create the
unforgettable impression.
"There is no such thing as sales resistance to quality merchan-
dise at the right price," said Mr. Van. "The secret of salesman
• ship is to give as much as possible for as little as possible."
The Clinton Nolivs-Ilecord
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