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The Wingham Advance Times, 1935-10-17, Page 6PAGE, SIX WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES Thursday, October 17, 193 • Fine Serial Fiction in s now form. . Three Prim Short Stories (of' tour 'instalments each) b master story -teller. . . . , TheYre Rea Bach et Ms best. •• RSV. 'BEAATT SYNOPSIS listen to me." • Ben Furlong, a young but practical oil man and driller from the Penn- sylvania field, drifted into the Texas oil country, broke and looking for work, Finally he fetched uri at the Durham home where live an elderly aunt, shortly widowed by the explos- kn of a powder wagon, and her neice, pretty Betty Durham ... Perhaps be- cause of his smile, Betty cooks some food for Ben and while he eats he learns the aunt, in town on business, • has an oil man, Tiller Maddox, sink- ing an oil well for her . A hart 6 -inch bolt worked loose from the rigging and is in the bottom of the • well. Work has been suspended for days as the crew "fish" for the holt and operating funds dwindle away ..-- Furlong offers to give a hand bed Maddox objects , .. Betty insists and overrules Maddox so Furlong lash - ions a tool which he has just lowered into the well, hoping to fish out the bolt ... NOW GO ON WITH THE • STORY. SECOND INSTALMENT Furlong himself handled the rig during this operation, and even Mad- dox could find no fault with the way he did it.. When, after what seemed an interminable time, the wire cable began to stream up out of the depths and wind itself in smooth, black lay- ers upon the drum, the two women pressed in upon the derrick floor. Out of the well -mouth finally slid the fishing tool; it stopped, hung mo- tionless with the lower end at the level of their eyes. The teeth had • been bent inward, jammed together by the blows from above; inside the basket thus formed and tightly bitten between two of those prongs was a battered six-inch piece of steel. When Furlong had finished. Nl-ash- ing tip he found Betty Durham wait- ing for him. "Come over to the house," she said. "You must be tired." "I told you I was lucky," the • young man declared, with a grin. "Lucky, nothing. You've got sense." "Simple, wasn't it? I wonder Mad- dox never thought of it." Betty stirred; impatiently she ex- claimed: "Oh, he's too busy thinking about something—Say! We've got an extra room, but Aunt Mary says it • wouldn't look right for you to sleep there. Don't that make you sick?" • "How about the barn?" "That's what she proposed. Come "It's a lot safer to let the big corn - ponies do the drilling, and be satisfied with a royalty," "Some people can't be satisfied," the girl said, quietly, Then after a mo- ment. "Uncle Joe never intended to leave the whole farm to her. They didn't hitch very well. He said he was going to leave part of it to me, but— I guess he never got around to it. I'll bet Aunt Mary's sorry by this time that she listened to Tiller; there's so many things a driller can do to a well." "Pshowl Is he that kind of a man?" "What kind of a man? Men are all alike, aren't they—when they've got reason to be?" "She better fire him." "I guess .she can't, or dassent. . . Funny my talking this way to you and not knowing you only a few hours. I'd letter mind my own busi- ness- Here we are. You wait while I get a light." They had arrived at the house, and the girl left bar companion outside. She reappeared in a few minutes with a lantern and a couple of patchwork comforters. These latter she surren- dered to Ben, then led the way to the barn. Like most farms in the oil country, this one had been allowed to run down, and with the exception of some chickens and a few dispirited cattle great sympathy for her. The .clasp of her warm hand as she had guided him along the dark trail :had affected him in an unaccountable manner, and now it affect,ed him again iin tthe tsame way when she laid it in his. A aud- den recklessness overwhelmed him and before he knew what he -was do ing he had bent fOrwa,rd and kissed her. • The girl was startled, but he did not recoil. Curious1,- she inqtrieed: "Why did you do that?" "I don't know. I—I couldn't help it, I guess. I didn't intend to, 'bitt-2" Ben floundered; he felt his face Ilittir,n- ing hotly. "Tiller tried that and I slapped him. I've known him a long time, too,, --1" Miss Durham shook her head, appar- ently More perplexed at her own lack of resentment than surprised al--iFeur- long's boldness. "I must like you pretty well." "I wish you would — did. I—tlaink you're -wonderful." "Queer!" Betty turned to go. A moment later she called back through the gloom, "I'll call you when break- fast is ready." Furlong was not altogether supris- ed when, on the following morning, Tiller Maddox offered biro a • job. Maddox, it was plain, was acting up: on orders, and he took no pains to conceal his dislike for the new hand; nevertheless, Ben accepted the proff- Before he knew what he was doing h e had bent forward and kissed her. • on. We'll fix it somehow." It was dark; the trail through the there was no live stock left upon it. cactus and the mesquite was dim, but There still remained, however, some Betty knew it by heart, and where its old fodder; it was dusty and musty, meanderings were indistinguishable but suitable enough for a bed, and she took Furlong's hand and guided Furlong announced that he was de - him. lighted with these sleeping arrange - "I supose you think Aunt Mary's ments. He set the lantern down and crazy, risking all her money like this," walked to the door with Betty. There she said. he said: "I sure do," the man admitted. "You've been mighty nice to me. 1 "This thing will show you the chanc- wish that fishing job had been hord- es she's taking. Suppose that bolt had er." been soinething else, something we couldn't get hold of? There's a thous- "It would have taken longer." and things can happen to a well." The girl's face was dimly illumin- "I know. But she's greedy. She al- ated as she smiled up at Furlong. She ways was. Tiller talked. her into it was the prettiest girl he had ever after Uncle Joe died, and she wouldn't known and he felt a great liking, a ••••••••••••••••••••••MMONMI"IIIIIM STRIKERS DUMP MILK FROM TRAIN er. Aside from the fact that he need- ed work, his interest in Betty Dur- ham was now sufficient to make al- most any sacrifice worth while. In the days thereafter he tried to fathom the peculiar relationship ex- isting between Maddox and the two women, but he did not succeed very well. The driller, it was evident, had his heart set upon Betty, and in his attempt to win her Mrs. Durham was his ally; nevertheless, for some un- known reason the aunt disliked and distrusted the man. About all that Ben could make sure of was the fact that in some manner not readily ap- parent the oil well was being used by Maddox as a weapon; that somehow it had become the stake in a three - cornered ganie, Ultra Modern Eye Service F. F. HOMUTH R.O. Phone'118. Harriaton you a dam' good beating!" The rigging was finally secured in place and Maddox was occupying him- self with something else when he felt a hand upon. his shoulder. He turned to find Furlong at his side, The lat- ter's eyes were blazing. In a voice ominously harsh and vibrant with fury he said: • "I came down to get that beating, I want it now." The other members •of the crew .froae in various attitudes of startled suspense. The two men started at each other. Furlong was a burly, thick -necked youth: he was as hard as iron and in his gaze at this moment was an evil quality quite unexpected. His enmity fox the driller had finally foamed ov- er. In proximity to this flaming passion Maddox's smoldering dislike gave off no heat; nor at short not- ice could he fan its embers into a blaze. After a brief survey, pregnant with possibilities, he turned his head and winked at the other men. In a feeble effort at jocularity he said: 'I told you I'cl come up there and give it to you. I never ast you to come down here an' get it." He guf- fawed loudly at his own humor and walked away. Furlong- stood -shaking in his tracks. That evening Maddox went over to the farmhouse., Evenings in this thirs- ty land, like evenings upon the des- ert, were cool, refreshing, beautiful. The brazen sky cooled, a blessed •breeze _played through the scrubby bush and brought faint fragrances un- noticed at other hours; the harsh out- lines of unlovely objects were soft- ened; birds twittered; Nature filled her lungs and took on new vigor. Mrs, Durham was rocking upon the little front porch; and of her the man inquired: "Where's Betty?" • "Her and Ben have to town." Maddox scowled. "I allowed they had." "He's gone in to buy himself some clothes and she took the car—" "He won't need no more clothes than he's got, on this job," asserted the driller. "He's all through an' washed up." "What's happened, Tiller?" "We had a row. I was a fool to put him on, in the first place, but his week's up Friday." Mrs. Durham •ceased rocking; her sallow face became more yellow. With an effort she said: "He's a right smart hand, Tiller, I'd ruther you didn't fire him." "The hell you'd ruther!" Maddox exclaimed angrily. "What you got to say about it?" "Why, it's my prop'ty, my well—" "Is it?" "Y—You know what I mean. He's smart, I tell you. Didn't he fish that bolt?" - "Sure. An' didn't you hire him straight off, so's to spy on me?" "Tiller! It's no such thing. Why should I spy on you? What you been doin' that you need spyin'—?" "Shut up and' listen to me. He's fir- ed Friday night an' gets off this place the next mornin'. So that's that! Sat- urday, sometime, the powder wagon'll be here an early Monday the men are corrin to shoot the well. We got a big one; I'll bet my life on that, I can tell! Why, she's makin' gas an tryin' her best to let go, but" —• the speaker paused, then finiShed slowly, distinctly—"there ain't goin' to be no well whatever until I'm took care of" The widow's colorless- eyes fixed themselves hypnotically npon the swarthy face of the man before her. continued: "I wasn't gettin 'aloag any too good with Betty before this feller showed Furlong and betty meanwhile man- aged to see a good deal of each other, but they met clandestinely. Neither of them openly referred to this fact, and although the girl pretended that it was her aunt whom she feared, Ben very 'well knew that it was Maddox. No longer, by the way, did he apologize when he kissed her, and their stolen moments together had become very sweet. Work on the well progressed as rapidly as could be expected. Inch by inch, foot by foot, the heavy steel bits cut through the rock; length after length was added to the casing and as it neared the level of the oil-bear- ing structure "indications" become evident; occasional sighs and gurgles issued from the well mouth as gas gathered and released itself, Its odor was ..at times quite strong. It was at this time that Maddox and Purnlng clashed, Some new tackle was being slung and Ben had been sent tip aloft while the foreman issued directions from up, but since he came she won't have ETHIOPIAN WARRIORS LEAVE FOR FRONT nothin' to do with me," "I did. the best I could," Mrs, Dim - ham declared, nervously, "but she says she won't marry you. She goes hog wild every time I talk about it,' 'There's ways to make a girl mar- ry, You got to make her marry me before that well conies in, or it's 3ust like 1 said—it ain't comin' in!" "Tiller!" gasped the woman. "You dassent do--anythipg to it, Not now!" • "Oh, classent I? Who'll stop me? You won't. That little old bolt made a lot of trouble, didn't it? Well, that's nothin'. It just shows how easy it is to—" (Continued Next Week) EALV A HEALTH SERVICEOF THE CANADIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION AND LIFEIrm•-•-•••-.••• ••• TNSURANCECOMPANIES INCANADA !POLIOMYELITIS "In the morninel was discovered to be affected with the fever. It held. me three days. On the fourth, when they went to bathe me as usual, they discovered that I had lost the power of my right leg." So wrote -Sir Wal- ter Scott in describing how he was attacked by poliomyelitis, or infantile paralysis. Polimyelitis is a. communicable dis- ease belonging to that group of dis- eases caused by a virus. This virus is spread from the sick to the well, and from those carrie'swho harbour the virus although apparently perfect- ly well. The transfer is made via the secretions of the nose and mouth, in which secretions the virus leaves the body of the sick person or the carrier. It does appear that the virus is widespread and that the vast major- ity of persons receiving it into their bodies do not develop the disease; they do, however, develop an immun- ity to the disease behause of their ex- perience. Unfortunately this does not always happen, and in some persons, the vir- us, for reasons which we do not know, is able to cause the disease, poliom- yelitis. But even when disease .actu- ally occurs, many escape the paralysis which is the typical symptom of the public mind. The virus of polirnyelitis invades the spinal cord, and the paralysis which results is clue to. the destruction of nerve cells in the Cord which control the action of muscles. The cells which never grow again; dam - ' " ' below, It was heavy work. Ben was forced to cling to the derrick timbers or to balance himself upon a, narrow , f • plank, and his progress at times did , not suit the elder man, Maddox was . , in a surly mood, anyhow, and he be- AI3OVE photo shows milk Pouring strike which is holding' part of the came profane.. Fttrlorig was het and from the door of a milk car on a Chicago milk supply froth reaching irritable. He answered back, where - Chicago and North Weatern R. R. the city, Strike leaders claint that upon the man below flared out an - train near Genoa City, Wis,, forming farmers of Wisconsin, Michigan and grilya a waterfall scene, after striking farm- Indiana will loin the Illinois farmers "You do like I' tell you an' don't ers had dumped the Milk in present in the strike, ' argue, or I'll corne up there an' give • •:;• ;.:•• • As Italian forces steadily advance shows a group of Abyssinian warriors' into Ethiopia, Haili Selassie is rush- being rushed to the threatened fron- ing troops to meet the advancing leg- tiers. ions of Il Duce. ABOVE photograph demic does occur, reach its peak to- wards the end of August, we do not know. It is not a disease of the tropics, but rather one of the teniperate zones, the lands of changeable clim- ates. • There is hope. that soon we shall ha.ve some means for the specific pre- vention of this diseas*. In the mean- time, parents and others responsible for children are advised that, as oc- casional cases odcur even when there is no epidemic, to consult their doc- tor if their child becomes feverish, drowsy or irritable, or if he suffers from vomiting,ror pains in the head, back or extremities. To put it more simply, a child who is out of sorts should have the benefit of medical ad- vice. Early diagnosis means early treatment which offers most for the child. Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed to: the, Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184, College St., Toronto, will be answered personally by letter. A miner and his wife were emigrat- ing to America. On arrival', the clerk, reading his passport, said: "Yes,' this appears all right; but how are you going to prove that this woman is • your wife?" "Ma bonnie lad," said Geordie, ."if tha can prove she isn't, Ah'Il give tha ten pund." 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