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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1950-06-22, Page 6Sala& . Tea Bags are handy for afternoon tea Riders for the Hoot Owl Pool by G. FI, SHARP CHAPTER FOUR (Continued From 1,ast Week) Old Hank Roberts held out his gland, palet upward. Webb, in the barber chair, looked at the out' stretrited ]land, surprise seed suspi- cion in his eyes. "l'in collectiu"'en1, son." Webb Winters sat up in the bar. i -.•r chair•. Slowly he took his six- ,'marier from the waistband of his overalls and handed 'h to the sheriff. "I'm obliged, Webb," "Keep the change." "\!'glen you git ready to leave rnwn, call for your gun at the of. lire. You'll git it back," "Thanks a hell of a lot!" Webb lay back in his chair, a sardonie grin showing thr+ntgh the bandage and ',Ravin;; - Reber. Hank Roberta walked out So he had net hank Roberts. There had been no invitation to ',toper. On the contrary, the a!teritf's attitude had been anything but friendly. Webb suddenly real- insd what that old Peace officer was -going to try to do. He was plan- ning to disarm the Hoot -Owl Pool amen. Sheer suicide. Webb was out of the chair with a jerk: He wiped the lather from his face and grabbed his hat. Part of his face was still covered with e stiff stubble of whiskers. It gave him an almost clownish appearance. But the hard look in his eyes belied any clown spirit. - - He sa.ked up and down the dim• le lighted street. "o sign of Hank Roberts, Webb stood there uncer- tainty, Then. from the shadows and darkness dawn the -treet, came the sound of a shot. Webb broke into a run. He- almost st:tnthled over the prostrate forst of a than, in the alleyway behind a saloon. He struck a match. By its uncertain, flickering light he saw the blood- stained face of old Hank Roberts. Gently he picked up the old sheriff and carried hint into the saloon. "Fetch the doctor," Webb told a • bystander. He laid the wounded sheriff on a pool table. The bar- tender started to protest. but tine atltd Meg& Some special ;ttitt wr thoae 'speciai people' ott your list! Large, bold flowers in rutworl.--and that's ju,t buttonhole stitch! Pillcnvstip�., srl,rfs,towels, are beautiful v.itlt Pattern 720, Trans- fer 6'motifs about 3%x12 inches, Laura Wheeler's improved pat- tern makes crochet and knitting so simple with its charts, photos, and conri>c directions. :tend TWENTY-FIVE CENTS M coins (stamps cannot be accept- ed) for this pattern to Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. Print plainly PATTERN NUM- BER, your NAME and AD- DRESS. ISSUE 25 - 1950 look in Webb Winters' eyes stop- ped hint, "Water and some clean towels," Webb snapped at hits. Men stood around, watching Webb bathe the ugly wound, The bullet had' torn through the sheriff's cheek, ripping it wide open, clipping the tipper part of an oar and creasing the skull. The doctor caste. Old Judge Anders was holding the basin of warn water. \\rebb reached over and took his own gun from the waistband of the sheriff's trousers, Then he faced Tex and the other cowboys who made the hoot -Owl Pool. They had filtered in as the news went around. "Put wonderin' who shot Hank," Webb said, his eyes cold, hard, and menacing. "hard to say." said Tex, his voice flat. "Hank was starlit' out to collect all the Hoot -Owl Pool guns. He took urine at the barber shop. I was aimin' to !lead him off and talk to hint when I heard the soot, I found him layin' there in the alley. You all seen me take my gun off Hank. I took it because I1 likely need it. Tex, who shot old Hank?" "Hard to say, cowboy, life, I don't know. And if that's the way you look at it, I reckon that the Hoot -Owl Pool kin manage to git along without Webb \\'inters. Why don't you buy a tin star? They sell 'est cheap." Tex turned and walked back to the bar. The Hoot -Owl Pool then joined the lanky Texan. They had turned their hawks on Webb Winters. Webb stood there, leg; wide- spread, his eyes the color of deep ice. They had turned their backs on him. He stood there with his gun in his hand. "Warm water," said the doctor. "And stand back, men." The bartender brought a fresh basin of warns water. The tobacco smoke was thick in the saloon. The doctor, one of ttte old cow -country type, worked with deft hands. The green cloth on the pool table was ruined by blood and water and the bartender's face was drawn with worry. He might lose his Job to- morrow because he had let them ruin the cloth on the pool table. He went about Itis business of fetch- ing warns water and bandages with a reluctant, sullen air. Webb slowly shoved his gun into the waistband of his overalls. He looked through narrowed eyes at Tex and the others whose backs were now turned to hitt. A hand, a hand that was none too steady, touched Webb's arm. Ile turned to look into the eyes of old Judge Anders. • "Don't feel it too deeply, Webb. They're good boys, after their own fashion." "They turned their backs to me. Judge." "You asked for it, didn't you?" Judge Anders was sober. Cold sober, He was shaved. His linen was threadbare, but clean. He was Not Light, But Ozone - Polly Slagle shows tt new electric lamp that gives off, not light, but air -purifying.. ozone. This ozone lamp creates indoors the same refreshing atmosphere so noticeable out- side after an electrical storm. Tlie lamp is de- signed for many uses in glomes, businesses and industrial areas. wearing his rusty black broadcloth. suit and a black felt hat. There was a whimsical, tolerant smile on the face that was etched with countless lines, Itis voice was low- pitched, vibrant. His eyes, no longer bleary. looked of the cowboy ,steadily, Webb looked at him. "I reckon I did ask fur it, sir, but Hanle Roberts is a white man. He didn't have it comin'." "No, Webb, tie didn't have it coating." And he went back to his work of helping to care for• the wounded matt. Cold water now. A shot of whisky. Slowly, deliberately, Sher- iff Hank Roberts sat up. His head throbbed with stabbing pains, His face was bandaged. His gaze fo- cused on Webb Winters. "I notice, Webb, that you got back your gun." "I got it back, Hank. Figured it might come in handy." The doctor and Judge Anders helped the sheriff off the pool table, Old Hank Roberts stood on his feet, swaying a little. "111 help you get home," said Webb. Webb Winters looked funny with his bandaged face covered by dried lather, one half clean-shaven, the other half cowered with a dusty stubble. Hank Roberts looked at the cow- boy who stood there. He shook off Webb's helping hand. Then he spoke thickly through his bandage. "Keep your gun, Webb. You spoke true words when you said it might come in handy. If there's any Hoot -Owl Pool man in town by daybreak, I'll make a bunch quitter out of Irina I'm going home now -but I'll be back." 'Continued Next Week) Virfe H NIC S Cr INGERFARM Ga¢.ta.doli.ne P. Clarke 1Ve had a very nice rain last week and as a result everything is looking so much better. But, oh dear, it is so chilly in the house. First week in June and when we arc ready to sit down in the eve- ning we are glad of a bit of fire in the furnace. But then we are not sitting down very much. The long, light evenings give one a chance to get so many little odd jobs done. I have even been able to paint at night. 01 yes, I am still on that hall -but the end is in sight, There is only the floor to do now and then I can say "finis" and be thankful. Something tells me 1 should never be able to make a living as a painter. I get into some awful mix-ups occasionally --only I have never yet painted myself into a corner -if you get what I mean. I would like to know how it is pos- sible to avoid smears of paint here, there and everywhere. It is a secret I have never yet discovered. Do the CRO5SW PUZZLE ACnoss 1.Stestratn 6. Large bird 8, Male deer 12. Wings 13. Highest point 14. Worm 16. Fractions of a sort 17. Depend 18. Self 19. i'ho,t Is fab.) 20. English lett+>r 21. Smoke 23.140555 27. Unanimous 28, American writer 22. Middle (tavr) 30,Mronoun 31. ale offspring 22, Evergreen 31. Ourselves 34, Printed defamation 31, Stroke 37. Noah's refuel 21. Spilt into long pieces 40. The birds 41. Condoning 42, Preposition 43, SVlles canton 44. MWmie 41, Conduot 81/. Approaoh 51. Eyes (Soot.) 62, Indian 61, Row 54, Artful 56, pas a DOWN air 1.13ound'er 2, !tubber tree 3-. Flower cluster 4. Natural color 6. Greek letter 6. City In Minot* 0. Unexpected result 8. More plactd 9. Inclinations 19. Trouble - 15, Anetent 11. M5 ry galley 15, Suite of the 38. Sea bird Union (ab.) a7.17iy 11, Fencing 39. Axed chargee weapone 40. Malicious 22,7'o burning 23. Electrified 43. Negative particle lt>reax 24. rive forth 44. Deed 26. Barden (var.) 45. Hawaiian toe ] 26, Writing tables 4 . Indefinite 28. Long stick amount 31. More rtgoroue 4 . Murmur 02, Hobby 4 . Nall score 12 IS 3 4 5 6 7 a 9. to I 21 22 21 30 16 19 t4 17 20 24 6 s 29 35 3s 40 30 33 5 4 46 igirtitsit s 49 51 52 54 55 Asueever elsewhere on this page, baseboard and there are paint daubs on the wall; do the floor and there are smears here and there on the baseboard. Worlc over your head and there are spasltes on the floor. Put papers down and you trip over then!. Itfake a determined effort to get into all the corners when paint- ing window -sash and you get paint all over the glass. I find so much time is wasted trying to slake a neat job of things so that now 1 go mer- rily on and clean up afterwards. And here is a hint that someone may find useful. If you have used water -paint you may have been in despair trying to clean up splashes that have dried without your notic- ing oticeing thein. Try using very hot water on therm. It works. Ify worst predicament so far has been reaching the wail and ceiling over the well of the stairs. I knew I should have had a scaffold- ing built but it seemed such a lot of work for the small amount of painting there was to do. So, for the high spots, I experimented by using a sponge atop for the paint - in. It worked but the job was somewhat patchy. When our niece was here she looked at my work with critical eyes and said -"If you had boards reaching from the rail- ing over to the step -ladder I could kneel on them and give that wall a second coat." And. by Jove, that is exactly what she did . with nothing to hang on to and a 12 foot drop if she fell! Partner put a brace under the boards in the mid- dle which he hung on to like grim death; I held the boards at one end to stake sure they didn't slip, while Dabs inched her way along on her knees, painting as she went. Once or twice site glanced at me anxiously and said -"What are you looking so worried about, Aunt Gwen . I'm all right?" Well - maybe -but I was hot all over be- fore she was through. I had one consolation -our acrobat weighed only 109 pounds. Now if it had been Inc . .. but enough said! Another job I did last week was clean up the cellar. We had a good garden last year and a lot of stuff went down cellar. There was also a lot of stuff to carry up this spring. And I knew it! That part done 1 attacked the cobwebs -with the aid of a vacuum cleaner. It wouldn't be safe to try that stunt with an upright vacuum - bits might get into the motor and ruin it. But with a tank type almost anything is possible. By using the crevice tool it is a simple matter to get rid of dirt, cobwebs and spiders. The poor little spiders -they never have a chance to get away at all. Another good thing to have around is an extension light -no ceiling light is any good when it comes to far- away places. Bttt of course you may not have a cellar as big as ours. I believe you could drop one of these wartime houses down in our base- ment and still have room to spare. Well, our poor old horses have gone. We bated saying good-bye to them .. , we certainly hope they have a good home and will be well treated. The small tractor is now on the job and the amen found it very handy for toting stuff around when they were"fixing fences. One day when Bob was away 1 heard the tractor start up and immediately I was outside to investigate. I had a feeling Partner was just waiting for an opportunity to try it out when no one was around. He used to drive the big one but this little fellow with its starter, clutch and gears is something else again. Sure enough, there was Partner in the driving shed, experimenting with the gears. As soon as he was sure of himself he let the clutch out and was then away for most of the afternoon. The cows are out to grass, Firs) to a patch at tate back of the house -part garden, part natural pasture -- thick, long and luscious. And what did those cows do? They nosed around the ash -pile; ate branches off wens; reached over the fence and nibbled at a little elm Partner set out last year; push. ed their noses under the fence to get at the fresh green oats. Then they looked around for places in the Yard where the grass was the thickest and greatest -and on it they settled down to chew their cud. They should be put out to feed on some of the pastures we have seen this year --perhaps theft they might appreciate What they have at home. "Dear Anne Hirst: 1 non frantic, My sister-in-law, whom 1 have helped in so many whys, is trying to steal my husband! "Ile confesses he often visited her while I was working. S li a called ltftn up incessantly. But he denies there was anything be- tween them. "Site is really a bad woman. She has had several affairs since she married, even .while her ttus, hand was in service, Ii'e does not seem to know or care, for what- ever she says is all right with him.. NO PAITI-1 NOW "I've told .my husband I would forgive hint, But I have no faith left that he will not go back to her. -"It is killing me to know he has been so deceitful. I can't under- stand tylly, because he was good to nue in every way. d just can't be- lieve anything good of him any more. "I would leave this community, but I have worked hard to build up our business and our home, and I hate to give it all up. And 1 don't Ike to think of divorce. Please advise me, DISGUSTED" * To forgive a husband, and 4 then refuse to trust hits again, * 13 an empty gesture. When you * turn your back on him in this * way, you rob hint of the one in- * centive he has to be true to you. * You must tell your husband * that you will try to forget the * affair, and that you will trust * him completely not to visit the * woman again alone. Put hint on * his honor. That should inspire ]rim * to be true to you from now on, * You can help !tint by being * affectionate and considerate, and * so proving that what has hap- * pened is a thing of the past. * Plan to go out together as * often as you can. Invite mutual * friends in, and snake his home * life so interesting that he has * no desire to be anywhere else. * Take your vacation together, and * use your charm and wit to be * again the sparkling girl he mar- * snarled. This will be your best * insurance against the future. * Of course you will not think * of divorce -nor of moving away, * A man who wants to be infaith- * fel to his wife can be unfaithful * anywhere, Stay where you are, 4' and win your husband all over 4' again. If be is worth his salt--- * and your are --you can. If, how- * ever, he does not keep his word, * that is time enough to take other * steps. * * * There ate more ways than one to keep a wandering husband home. Anne Hirst has the answers, and she will help you through. Writo her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St,n New Toronto, Ont, Under the Sun -An over -sized hat of stitched green linen dom- inates this beach ensemble from the midsummer collec- tion of Paris designer Jacques Fath. 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