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The Wingham Advance Times, 1933-07-27, Page 6TR WIN SHAM ADVANC'IMES ' ellingtoo tvlutual Fire Lowrance Co Established 1840, Risks taken on all class of nsrrr- Irncd at reasonable rates. Ilead Office, Guelph, Ont ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wikgliam J. W. BUSHFIELD %barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Money to Loan Office -Meyer Block,, Winghamant. Successor to Dudley -Holmes R. S. I-IFT. ERINGTON H BARRISTER And SOLICITOR 10, z Office; Morton Block. Telephone No. 66, J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Successor to R. Vanstone Wingham Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Ower Isard's Store. DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST'- X-RAY Office, McDonald Block, Wingham. DR. O. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over J. M. McKay's Store. }L W. COLBORNE, M.OE , Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S._. C. R. Successor to Dr. W. R. Hambly Phon 54 Wingham DR. ROBT. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Land.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON F. A. PARKER r OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated. Office adjoining residence next to ..nglican Church on Centre Street. Sunday by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL CHIROPRACTORS CHIROPRACTIC and ELECTRO THERAPY North Street Wingham Telephone 300. J. ALVIN FOX Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROtI'RACTIC DRUGLESS THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by Appointment. Phone 191. Wingham. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, Wingham, It Will Pay You to Have An. EXPERT AUCTIONEER to conduct: your sale: See T. R. BENNETT At The Royal Service Station. Phone 174W. R. C. ARMSTRONG LIVE STOCK And GENERAL AUCTIONEEER Ability with special training en- able me to give you satisfaction. Ar- rangements made with W. 3. Brown, Wingham; or direct to Teeswater. Phone 45r2-2. THOMAS E. SMALL LICENSED AUCTIONEER 20 Years' Experience in Farm Stock and Inipleinents, Moderate Prices. Phone 881.. 4A. J. Walker N. ,Fi,JIt �TMJ RE and FUNERAL SERVIC Wingham, Ont. Ambulance Service Thursday, July 27th, 1933: FIRST INSTALLMENT Old Charley Thane snapped off the ignition with a thick, square finger. Cautiously, the decrepit car rolled forward into the only vacant space on the street and stopped, its front tires snugly against the curb. The curb was painted a faded- red; and across the sidewalk was the entrance of the post office, Leaning his big forearms on the wheel, the old man gazed dis- interestedly at the sidewalk glaring in the morning light of the Arizona sun, Behind him clattered the street traffic, its progress occasionally in- terrupted by the loose-jointed ring- ing of the semaphore above the in- tersection halfa block away. "A pair of legs clad in khaki serge trousers wandered casually to the front of the car. Old Charley's gaze awoke. "Mornin,' Chief," he said moodily, lifting his eyes to the oth- er's face. "Howdy, 'Chet," replied the police- man in a soft drawl. He glanced speculatively- at the car and inquired, Old Charley settled : into physical and spiritual comfort es the miles crawled by. "How's .coughin` Lean a-feelin' her oats these days?" Old Charley sighed. Leaving the car in gear, for the emergency brake had long ago retired from active ser- vice, be eased his unwieldy body to a standing position on the pavement. and 'vindictively slammed' the door. "Not so good, Buck. Not so good. Top half of the .windshield fell out on the way in." . "A body'd .think," remarked the. Policeman, nodding toward the yel- lowish stencil on the side of the car, "that so long as Uncle Sam's got his U. S. Mail brand on her he could afford to give the old girl a truss or somethin'." Old 'Charley grunted assent and stepped upon the sidewalk. "Seem's like `Congress'just-don't have the time to get 'round to anything important." The two men remained motionless on the curb. At last the officer slightly shifted his position, then he asked, "Anything new over your way?" Old Charleyconsidered carefully. "Things are mighty dry,", he admitt- ed. $is friend of fifty years nodded. "Grass got a bad deal last winter -- bad as the year I lost out." "Bad," corroborated. Old Charley. "Dry spring so far, too. Come a dry summer, and its cattiemen'll do well by the buzzards." This burst of con .versation had apparently exhausted the two of further tall:. "What do you hear from the boy?" asked the officer suddenly. Old ,Charley brightened. "Found.a letter when I got in last night, WiIl's coin' fine, he tells' me. Los Angeles real estate's as good' a way to make money as any, I reckon, Hell be .corrin' home in a month or two for quite a spell -thinks he can maybe stay over to help me work the cattle in the fall." " 1-Ie'si , g•o n to forget to go back some of these days." Old Charley's eyes shone, but he said work might cautiously, "Thingso k g out that way,sure enough.' Tile policeman looked into his friend's face. "That sign still ettp at the `'Dead Lantern?" "Still tip." The two regarded each other for ,perhaps a minute. "Well," said the policeman. This single word express- ed admirably that the polleeman had been very pleased e d' to sae his old 'friend; also, that he had enjoyed the conversation and hoped to see Thane again soon. Old Charley made complete reciprocation with a nod, and left the glaring sidewalk for the somber light of the post office. The place was crowded. Seven of the crowd had been in Arizona for more than ten years and each of these greeted the old man before he had disappeared 'behind the door that led through the rear wall of post boxes, One person thought it neces- saryto shake hands twith Old Char- ley and this man stopped him with, "Hello, Sheriff!" Whereupon an eld- erly couple at the money order win- dow exchanged a, significant glance, and an old -timer --Who never lost an opportunity to lament the passing of the good old times -opined to a nei- ghbor that, when Charley Thane was sheriff of this here county, sheriffs had a heap more to do with posses than foreclosure sales. * When Old Charley, returned to the street, carrying a large government mail sack weighted with two letters and a post card, a young couple and a five-year-old boy were standing un- certainly in the strip of shade close to his car. Discomfort and bewilder ment enveloped the three as one Per- son. The little boy was . tightly moored to his mother's forefinger and the hand b the husband was very near that of his wife. Old Charley's lower lip bunched slightly with his thought of "Pshaw, now!" as he not- ed the face of the slender young man -he had seen manysuch faces new to Arizona. "Are you. 01 -Mr. -Mr.- the young: man paused and looked to- ward the girl at his side, "Thane," she supplied, are you Mr. Thane?" Old Charley' smiled, his eyes on the, girl. He observed to himself that she was pretty, high toned, and very warm. "Yes," he said aloud, "I am Old Charley Thane." A tension relaxed. "We were told by a police officer," said the young man hesitantly, as though expecting his words to be cut short at any mo: ment by a cough, "that you were, go- ing to a place called San Jorge, car rying the mail. We were told that you occasionally carry passengers.". Old Charley nodded, ' "Yes, I can. take you out that way. Where 'bouts are you going? San Jorge is a pret- ty big valley, The husband -laughed shortly. "We are trying to get to a farm and the post office address is San Jorge," "A ranch, dear, not a farm," said the girl, "a cow ranch - the. Dead Lantern Ranch," The eyes of Old Charley' narrowed incredulously. He hesitated for a mo- ment. "Are you real certain its' the Dead Lantern you want to go to?" The young man glanced inquiring- ly 'air his wife, then at Ort Charley. "Why, yes there is such a ranch, isn't there?" "Yes, there a Dead Lantern all right." "The ranch we want to visitis called the Dead Lantern and the ad- dress was San Jorge," said the girl; "it was formerly owned by Mr. Har- ry Grey and a Mr. Snavely. Mr. Grey died recently. Do you know of the place and can you take us there?"' "I go by the front gate, Ma'm." "Excellent. Perhaps if we start soon we shall be in time for lunch? We can send in for our luggage later this afternoon, I suppose." Old 'Charley did not miss the tone in which this was spoken. Also, he did .not miss the fact that she re- garded him as a taxi driver. "If' you want to go," .he supplied, "I'd be glad to take you, but it's eighty-five miles to the Dead Lantern and the road's nothing to brag on. You can get them to put up a lunch for you in that ice cream parlor over there. And if we can get your baggage on this car we'd better do it. There's no machine on the Dead Lantern and 1 only make one trip a week." "Eighty-five miles??" The girl caught her breath. "Surely there must be a train --isn't tliere a town hearer than this.?" "No'n. There's a spur track from Mexico that renis about thoirty miles from the ranch bat they only use it at cattle shippin' time." The young woman looked from her husband to Old Charley. "Do you mean that this ranch is eighty-five miles out in the wilderness and there isn't even a machine ott the place?" Her voice was tremulous. "That's about the,size of it hia'ni." "But how do they get to town?" "They don't come in sovery of- ten." "Kenneth*" girl appealed PPealed to S ��_m�. w,•_ ren.'fa+l..>rEFn"'A.'Si! her husband with questioning eyes. For a long moment the two young people faced each other. Then with a shrug of helplessness the husband turned to Old. Charley. "We didn't understand Trow it would be. I expect we'd ,better do as you suggest, We only have a small trunk and some bags -they're .still at the station," Old Charley nodded' cheerfully, "Fine. 'If you'll give me the checks I can be getting the stuff loaded while you folks see about your lunches. I'f'it sorry I can't take you any nearer the.. ranch house than the . gate, ; though. Are they expecting you?" "Oh, yes. We wrote Mr. Snavely sortie tirne ago that we intended to arrive to -day. It can't be so very far from the gate to the house, can it?" "About five `miles, I should judge." "Good Lord!" The young man glanced curiously at the people -on: the sidewalk. "Well, then, I suppose we had better telephone Mr. Snavely and.. make sure that he will meet us. We have already tried to find his name in the directory-" "There's something about . all this I like though," said Kenneth. Old Charley shook his head. "The line stops about two miles after you leave town." "No telephone? The young man's brows puckered. "No -telephone-" he spoke slowly; . the idea was quite new to him. "But how do people-" he paused and became more thought- ful, "Well, but: -say, Snavely knows ail this. Does he know that you are the only means of transportation and that --do you have a`regular day for making this trip?" "Every Saturday." "Well, then," he continued, pleased with his deductions, "Mr. Snavely knows that we're corning on the same day you bring the mail and I'm sure he'll meet us. We're rather, im- portant visitors, you know," he fin- ished with a halfeembarrassed smile. By the time Old Charley had re- turned with a small steamer trunk lashed on the rack and three bags and a guitar case on the floor of the car, the little 'family was waiting.," The family rode in the back seat, crowded together in recognition, of the strangeness of their surroundings. Shortly after the outskirts of the town had been passed, Old Charley heard the young man's voice raised, with forced cheerfulness. "Were you ever on an unpaved road before, Ruth - I don't believe I ever was." •, For a Tong time this scrap of conversa- tion lingered in the mind of the old. pian. As the miles crawled by, Old Charley settled into physical and spiritual comfort. Although he never thought about it he aways felt so, after the tow had ebbed away and thedesert flowed in. By now all trace of man-made things had vanished. Only the road was left, lying straight to the south- west like a thin wedge, its point in the range of distant mountains which looked as though they had been re- cently thrown along the horizon by a plow. On ext ter side of the desert ley -a sky-botund ocean of gray•giecn and weathered brown, Par to the right jotted, .:a single butte -craggy, 'barren, utterly alone, The air, thin, unbelievably clear, was ' a thing of blinding light and quivering heat -a parched thing which drew ' moisture front the lips and made the skin hike dry paper. A fence of three strands of barbed: wire joined the road from the direc- tion of the butte and: followed mile after mile. Then tame a gate, and fastened to a post near-by, a wooden bait with a tin cap on top. Old Charley turned from the road and stopped within easy reaching distance and opening the mail' sack he trans- ferred the post ;card, A few 'miles farthei oil Old Char- ley lr r- ley turned to the side of the road and. stopped the engine, "Hungry?" he asked, facing ardund, "Do, you want to eat here?" asked the girl, as she glanced about with eyes narrowed to slits against lie brilliant light. "Can't we go on until we .come to a stream or a tree-•ai y- where% out of this awful heat?" "I'm mighty sorry,".replied the old roan, conscious of a certain quivering tinder- the pettishness of her voice, "but I'm afraid this is the best � e can do.' There ain't no trees on this road--'c.eptin' a mesquite or two -and a stream's . plumb impossible. If e. p kept on in this direction the first ter we'd strike would be the Gllf of California:"' The .girl shrank back in the set; her eyes darted over the desolate landeca p e as though imploring it to P g P g produce a tree, a . house, an animal anything familiar. She said nothing. "Well, I can stand a little food," remarked the young man cheerfully, "and Dave, here, has already started' on the lunch. He spoke' to his wife, as Old Charley busied himself with a a { i t r n c w h n w wa-. a at t d e f package of sandwiches. "We're find ing'things a • deal different than we expected, aren't we, Ruth? There's something about all this I like tho' =" he swept his arm toward the sky- line; then opening the door, stepped out and stood beside the' car. He faced the distant butte, now slightly behind them. "You know this air is positively wonderful!" He tried to take a deep breath into his ruined lungs, but' choked, and it was 'a full minute before he could speak again.. "Anyway," he grinned weakly, "this air was certainly made to breathe." (Continued Next Week) Father: "Well, I can't see why you don't like Horace. He's so intern - gent ---why, he's like a walking ency- clopaedia." Daughter: "Yes, but I'd rather have somebody' with a car." "How did .you compile your great dictionary?" the lexicographer was asked. "Ori, it was something like having a quarrel with one's wife •me word led to another." A. MEAI:TH SERVICE 'QF THE CANAPIAN MEDICAL APSOCIATI ON AND 1,11'5• INSURANCE COMPANIES IN CANADA ONE TO ANOTHER It is frequently remarked that a visitor to a city sees moreof the in- teresting things than does thecitizen who keeps putting off going to view points of interest which his home town has fo show hien. In the sante way, we often learn from a distance about what is going on in our midst. Recently, an English publication contained a very interesting account of the - travelling chest diagnostic clinic of the 'Province of Ontario. The purpose of this clinic is to assist those areas which are removed from the' larger centres of population or from sanatoria in their fight against tuberculosis, " There is one item which stands out in this account, namely, that so many of those who were found to be suf - ering from tuberculosis gave• a defin- ite history of having lived in contact with another case, This is nothing new. It confirms what has previously been observed and stated, that every case of tuber- culosis comes from a previous case, and that the disease is most common- ly spread in the home front an adult case of tuberculosis to the children who are in: the home. Out of seven- ty-two cases diagnosed among child- ren under sixteen years of age, fifty- three gave a history of contact. It would appear that if we are to prev,ent the spread of „tuberculosis, no child should be allowed to live in contact with an active case of tub- erculosis. This desirable result may be secured either through removing the case from the home, or by hav- ing the children removed to another. place. The better plan is to send the patient to a sanitorium, -for not only spread but it also offers the patient the best opportunity for recoverjr. The importance of this point is stressed because_ there is too often some carelessness or, delay in secur- ing the prompt separation of child - do not like to part, with thcir child- ren, Yet, it isinthe interests of the children that this action he taken,, because it has so frequently been. shown that it is 'practically impose- ible for the young -childto live iir the home with a tuberculous patient who has the germs of the disease in his sputum, without incurring - grave - danger of contracting the disease. Questions concerning Health,'. ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto,, will be answered personally by let- ter, FAIR DATES: Arthur Sept: 26,': 27' Atwood Sept: 22, 23, Bayfield Sept. 27, . 28 Brussels Sept. 28, 29 Chesley Sept. 19, 20 Drayton Sept. 21; 22 Durham Sept. 12, 13' Elmira Sept.,1 - 4 Exeter Sept: 19, 20; Fergus ., „.. ... Sept. 15, 16 ' Forest Sept.' 26, 27- Goderich , Sept, 19, 20' Hanover ' Sept, 14, 15', Harriston Sept. 28, 29 Kincardine Sept. 21, 22' Listowel Sept. 20, 21 London (Western Fair) ;.. Sept. 11-16: Lucknow Sept. 28, 29 Mildmay Sept, 19,`20 - Milverton Sept. 14, 15 - Mitchell Sept. 26, 27' Mount Forest Sept. 20, 21., Neustadt Sept. 30 Owen Sound Sept. 28 30 Paisley ' Sept. 26, 27 Palmerston Sept. 22, 23 Ripley Sept. 26, 27- Seaforth Sept. 21, 22' Stratford Sept. '18 20 'Tara Oct. 3, 4 Teeswater Oct. 3, 4 Tiverton Oct. 2, 3' r . Wingham Oct. 10, 11 Zurich Sept. 25, 26' International Plowing Match, Der- by Township, Owen Sound, Grey' County, Oct. 10, 11, 12 and 13. Athletes of both sexes who have competed at the Olympic Games will= seek honors in the annual track .meet at the Canadian National. Exhibition; this year. The "Ex" track meet is• the oldest and largest' spiked show - carnival in Canada. The meet will be ren from tuberculous adults. Parents held this year on Saturday, Sept. 2nd. Canadians to Visit Mysterious Bali Ball, that mysterious tropical island off the coast of Java where lave "would have been almost overdressed and native boys -- although they have never heard of him --•- look lit€e. Gandhi, will be more than a name but no less a mystery to a number of lucky Canadians by this time next year. X'or Bali, literally unknown until a motion picture director took his eanieras and niicrophohes there'a year or so ago, has been added to the itinerary -of the Canadian has liner llb ipress of -'Britain's 1084 world cruise sailing tram Xew 'York Sanuary fourth, • Balinese,' simple and 'unaffected, acted a charming. love:at6ry for the screen. 13uttheyi had to be taught what a, kiss was. They live In a'land oMemples. Although education is not a, strong point they can still .count the fete' white people who have ever visited the island, They cannot ,count the anutbor . •. �,'.•; ,..,.'$.w., ''�vleP�h etas by'13urtp,i Holmes. of !dogs they own. 'Phey save the bodies of their dead until the last-memberof a family dies and cremate theca all together. 'i'hey worship bats -and have 500,000 in one sacred cave. When priests send word that devils are abroad every man, woruan,, childand dog must stay within 'doors so nothing will . impede the demons' ,tpliek departure. They 'love to dance, and on March 9 and 10, 1934 are . specially performing traditional dances for the Em- press of Britain's world crtiise passengers. 1n' addition to Bali, new world Icruine calls will be made by the big, white liner at SeniaraRig, Java, and Zamboanga in, the Sulu Archipelago, The cruise will '4isit 38 'ports in 24 e`btitntries covering 30,000 miles in 130 (days. The pietures show a temple in J3oeleleng, a youth .:. ful humorist (top right) and a typical scene outside a native house wherea sretnatioti'is about to ,be held. JStSLtili;