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The Wingham Advance Times, 1935-05-09, Page 6PAGE SIX WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES SYNOPSIS: Young Ed. Maitland and the harddtted gambler Speed Malone be camp partners an the trip north to The Yukon gold fields in '07, when word of the rich ores there first carne down the Pacific coast. Maitland, son of a New England seafaring fancily, WAS determined to win back his lost lawny fortunes. 1»renchy, the fisher- man who took him and Speed north; Lucky Rose, beautiful young woman wlzo had given Maitland a ring for a lceepsake; Fallon, trail boss to the miners, who resented Rose's altera- tions to Maitland; Steiner, the money lender; young Pete and his drunken Partner Bill Owens; Brent, old-time prospector; and Garnet, a well-to-do- , modern one who hired Maitland and Seepd to haul his stuff from the beach over the mountainsto the Yukon — these were among the crowd that made up the gold seekers, At Liars - vile, a camp inthe hills, Speed was made trail boss in Fallun's place, be- cause Speed insisted on closing the trail till it could be repaired. When a detachment of elle Canadian North- west Mounted Police carne riding down the pass and mended the bridge for Speed, there was a truce between him .and Fallon and the trail was re- opened. Garnet went back to civili- zation for the winter leaving his pon- ies and equipment with Speed and Maitland. But the horses disappeared just after the transfer. After Speed had killed a man in self-defense — 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 with a noose about • his neck. Only Lefty hada glimpse of the bound boot ankles wrenching fiercely against the rope , The craning sjiectators saw that Fallon had sunk his fingers in the youngster's throat. The crowd grant:- ed runt-ed and turned rigid as Maitland sud- dexaly sagged, falling backward with Fallon's weight clamping his neck to the floor, and the man's great fist sledging his face and tread, The boy's destruction Looked certain for one desperate minute. Hie hands caught his assailant in a gripping hold et the waist and with a lift and a heave of one knee he twisted free. Streaming blood, Maitland reeled to his feet. He swung with a mortal con- centration, one smash after another, back and still back to the flimsy side- wall of boarded canvas, which gave with a terrific emelt as their connbin- ed weight struck the wood. Some of his men started across the floor to his aid, while the crowd still hovered, mute and still, with its eyes on that seemingly lifeless form of Meitimul, Out of that silence, a sudden, leap- ing voice cut the air like a tvhip crack. "flack away from him, you buzz- ards, and stay clear of my track! I'm aheadin' through this pack and I sure come loaded!" Every eye froze in gaping, paralyz- ed consternation at the man on the gibbet table. The noose was gone from his neck; his feet were free; a six. -shooter gleamed in each hand and under one arni something else burned with a sizzling baleful splutter. — build a cabin for the winter near Ben Dynamite! net, a camp policed by the Mounties. "Crash!" — roared a gun, and one Drew, head of the Mounties, said of Soapy's hanging lamps fell in there was a strange legend about a splinters. ghostly Siwash that left tracks in the Speed lifted the stick with the burn- snow—his new man Cathcart was spe- ing fuse to his mouth, and gripped it cially interested`in it. One night the between his teeth as a second and. two partners were surprised to have third gun blast at the lamps plunged • a- half-starved dog join them while the room in half-darkness. Then with they were eating steaks from a deer his face lit by the flare of the short - Speed had just shot. A little later a ening fuse he leaped to the floor. man cavae out of the storm to them The crowd jumped as if dynamite —the ghostly apparition of the Moura- itself had lifted thein. ties' legend, they decided—and took They smashed their own exits in half their deer. While Speed had gone the side-walls in a frenzied rush for to Skagway with mail for the Mount- the outer air. • its, Maitland found a half -frozen fig- Maitland lay alone by the break in pre in a storm, and discovered it to the wall, Fallon had dragged himsdlf 'be Pete, who turned out to be a girl away. Returning one gun to his felt, rlisgttised as a man. Speed, when he i Speed pulled Maitland's body across got back to Sl agevay, was arrested ? the smooth floor to the front eint- son a charge of murder of the shell- !ranee. He emerged on the empty game man and put in jail. When, landing; a step above the lighted Frenchy, now a deputy, brought his :street, which was the scene of a wild - supper to hies, he made a break for lv scattering stampede. There he freedom and escaped. later Fallon i paused, framing his next move. captures Speed and is trying to lynch It was now his turn to see a mir- him when Maitland and Pete come to !axle, or what he would have called a alae rescue. i "natural." A rider with two fright- ened pinto horses in tow, came clear .NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. i of the mob. Pete, riding• the black mare with a foaming rein, was should- Sensing a death fight, the crowd ering and backing the broncos in to pressed in. They forgot the table scaf- the platform. It *as a superb feat of fold and the man who stood there „hooters -tans -hip. Speed took the "break" MICHIGAN'S 1935 BLOSSOM QUEEN Miss farybeth 'Kamp, Michigan's 19S5 blossom queen, whose home is i» Rattle Creek Mich., is a 'tall toil- 'Icrw Maiden of 20, denture- Y f: altractst to tin p tont of shyness. She weighs 110 pounds, has fine blue eyes, and is a home girl. Site won the title over 07 beauty 'queens #`hotel icties of the fain - ed Michigan fruit coatttry, and was crowned before a crowd of 1,400 pyo- plc: at Benton I--larbor,, as readily as if he had expected it, He cropped Itis partner across its back, and fastened him there, In another instant 'he detached the baiter line of the second bronco, Ivlounting, he curbed its plunging close' to Pete's stirrup, while he held the dynamite stick alvay from the mare's head. The fuse was burning close. "Lep the river canyon, Pete," he said "and don't pull in till I hail ye. .A quirt bit the bronco's flank; its flying start matched the mare's leap as Pete leaned close to the black neck, bolding the pinto's head and riding both horses as one. Tliey flashed through the chequered street lights and vanished in a drumming of hoov- es. Speed checked his own rearing mount, wheeled it sidelong on its hind legs,' to block any threat of pursuit. Then, with a measured glance at the crowd, he tossed the spluttering e: - plosive down - the centre of the street. into trampled vacant snow. Almost as it struck, the camp wae. rocked by a thundering detonation.' the brnco gave a bound like a stag's and tore after its team mate, stung to a soaring gallop by the rocketing blasts of Speed's guns on either side, * '5 Rusty was shifting uervouely. His nose, searching the inshore shadows, had a more constant direction. It kept pointing down stream. Rusty was watching and scenting along the bank for some remembered place "Back away from him, you buz- zards, and stay' clear," said. Speed. which old habit had printed deep in his dug memory. "By the Great Dog Star!" Maitland exclaimed. "The dog's your map." "It's what I'm bankin' on," Speed said. "Dogs get attached to places. The pull of a hangout they're used to lasts longer than their fear of a titan they don't like. Specially Siwash dogs. We could maybe have landed anywhere around the Stewart and fol- lowed Rusty to Dalton's camp by his own route." Pete had fallen asleep with lier head on the meal sack. She bad seem - to feel a peculiar uneasiness about the outcome of their journey, which deep- ened and darkened Maitland's sense of Dalton's mystery. The mouth of the creek which the dog led them to choose was so screen- ed with brush that in the dark they might easily have passed it unnoticed. Speed hitched a line from the prow of the boat to' the, malamute and al- lowed it to run along the shore. De- lighted to be afoot again, Rusty start- ed upstream, drawing the boat with him', All they had to do was use an oar occasionally to clear a rock or shoal. The dog had come to a bend in the' creek. The canyon was narrowing, and it was plain that they were reach- ing the limit of the boat's draught, Theyenow looked around for a cov- ered mooring place. With strailge providence, it was Rusty again who found the place to cache the boat. He halted at the foot of a mountain ravine, down which a thick growth of brush fell into the creek. Between the outer fringe of vegetation and the bank, a concealed tunnel flowed under the brush. The space would have been, large enough.. for two canoes, and it neatly harbor- ed their boat when they had unmast- ed it. This discovery did not look like ae- cident, The place appeared to have been treed before, It was possible that they were picking up a hidden 'trail, Which other had searched for and puz- zled over through a whole waiter, Their interest in what they were about to do was taking on a tense preeision, "I've .said the magic casks simple," observed Speed, "Now we'r'e pain' to see whether it's true_" The dog scrambled up the cleft of the ravine under tangled brush, Their range. of view was painfully "restrict- ed, and they knew how invisible Dal- ton's trail could be. At the head Of the ravine they em- grated on a blind, steep*ailed gtilch, 1-Icre 'Rusty.'stopped .and !Oohed et them expectantly as if it were their move: "Doggone," Speed 'tattered, and, frowned at the blasted pine which Rusty seemed to have regarded with a little more intention than the stone. The dead tree spread its limbs close to the cliff; one of the high branches almost touched the rock face. Uncoiling a rape from his belt, he made a earful throw at the pine limb—and tightening the rope ort it securely, hauled himself up the trouts, He climbed till he reached the limb that touched the wall, crawled out tut it to the end, and dropped to a ledge. , There he gave a shout of discovery, His,partncr swung up the rope he had left dangling, stepped out along the high limb, and joined hint, Above the ledge there was a Omit in the cliff, a fissure* with brolotu steps that offered an ase:tiitt to dog Summit. It seemed to be one to ii «' entry into Dalton's secret t t , there nthstla be others. "1'1te^ti lt.� •te,l the dog and the peeks. tivirt, the '.*, and theta hauled Petr up. From the cliff sten:nit Rusts k, 't climbing into a high, e ".l .v ate near timber Inc,iwittt a :serrature' that confirmed Slieed's .trees, and set a! trail that grew inure and tt.-.,.e trt:• gad. The snow was still tree ;'i P'. t - marks, Rusty's climb ended at the heads c i a suaw-troughe.d, rocky gots+, 'Where ;' t the gulch broke away. Rusty acct* pee: i �._ "�_ "k :Vie.. _��`'"��� swig -ht Countess to a ledge hardly wider than a sleseittA te I ,,:case.*. concert pianist, film t •" !'"''''tre-'s- and Vita] rtvoritc fe'r gnes- track, and went around s c7.trr face. � Tthe came out en a widentn step of ;: it , ting;, a the' investigated Holly- the mountain. A rough let; cabin was w'„' d's t;a.t.a�tit triangular shooting perched on this eloping. rocky plat- astray resulting in the death of two form. From the brink of- the mountain , fnten zuid t o s foie fatal wounding of a step., Maitland looked :loin into a !: third. The flim colony is stirred over yawning chasm. He s itivered to think of the odds that might favor a des- perate man at bay in this stronghold. Though the cabin seemed deserted. Speed motioned them to keep back, while he carefully approached the): door. His knock echoed itt the hol- low chasm. The doer yielded etiffly to his pressure. From the threshold he nodded to the others. Not only was the interior unoccu- pied, but it evidently had not been in MYST RY TRIANGL Thursday, May 9th, 193$' SHOOTING STIRS FILM, COLON recent use. The walls were cumber- ed with trophies and tool's; some of rather crude makes; traps, dog har- nesses, snowshoes and canoe paddles. Opening the stove, Speed found wood laid in it, ready for lighting, He touched it with a match. "Ain't got back from up the river yet," he said. His voice had a delib- erate casual tone, as if he were try- ing to make Iight of a bad sign. "Any- how, let's eat." Pete removed a gun stock and a half -mended snowshoe from the table, and lifted the cover to shake it, when he paused to look more closely at the table top. The table boards were made of split logs with hewn side, up, and levelled off with some care. But this smooth wooden surface was discolored, ta- ttooed and smeared with a maze of marks and drawings that almost hid the grain. The drawing had been made .with lead, ink, spilled coffee, whisky, lainpsoot—almost anything, apparen tly. The drawing were similar in subject but greatly varied in detail. They seemed to represent a gulch with a stream running through it, and with the ruins of art Indian settlement at one end, denoted by the scrawled Words, "Siwash igloos," or "Siwash ruin." A figure like a pick was posed experimentally at different points in the gulches. "These all seem to be pictures o the sante gulch," Speed said. "The gulch where he fotind the gold . , ?" He studied the table until' burning pans called him back to the stove. When he served the rashers .and hot bread, they sat down to Supper with fifty confused pictures of - Dalton's gold prospect staring up at them from the table .top. "Must have been almighty puzzled some time, about where that gulch was," said Speed., "I think he'found,it once, and then couldn't trach it," Pete said.vaguely. Maitland noticed the veiled ques- tion in Speed's look at her. "Did Bill tell you that?" he asked. "No» Pete's answer seemed relue- taut. "Maybe the,igloos are a symbol o something else," Maitland ventured. "Then' why are they drawed so clear,:' Speed said doubtfully. He gave the thought a more mystical turn, "You'd think semina jinx wa ridin' Dalton, Els hidin' front ever'- one because of the gold, and the gold hidin' from hirer." Knowing the ambler's vein of sup- erstition, g - g p erstition, Maitland was not altogeth- er astonished to hear him ask her, "That strange figger you seen, Pete, didn't maybe give you a 'whisper the mysterious shooting of Paul Ivar, 'also known as Paul Wharton, and the }death of Ivar's chauffeur,, William IHoward, after first wounding Henry IE. Balte, law and sociology instruc itor. In (1), (2) and (4) are constance IBennett, Jean Harolw and Aimee Semple McPherson, respectively, who are inclueded in Ivar's strange story... The Countess de Liquors) is shown. in (3), while in (5) is Aileen Pringle,. movie actress, who in an interview, said Ivar had come to her home oc- casionally "even though he knew h wouldn't admit him, with feminine-- lookingmen." about Da pion', reasons for keepin' his trail so dark?' Pete was visibly disturbed by the question. She parted her lips as if to answer; then changed her mind and shook her head, They did not speak for a while, but sat pondering in the gloom over emp- ty plates, Rolling and lighting a cig- arette, Speed said: "Anyway, it's a quiet place to wait in. If we wait long enough, somethin' or other is pretty liable to show." The night passed uneventfully. Dur- ieg the next day, they found a distrac- tion in exploring the single approach to the cabin, and examining the traps, and tools that lay in open view. • (Continued Next Week) BSpecial EXCURSIONS From Aa Stations argain in the East GOING DAILY—MAY 15 to 28 inclusive Return Limit: 30 days CTT A MILE --- EACH WAY GOOD IN COACHES ONLY SLEEPING CAR ACCOMMODATION Where sieepipg car space is required, the following slightly higher fares apply: (e)Tourist Sleeping Cars et approximately 1 C per mile plus regular berth rat¢. 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