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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1930-12-04, Page 6j,. ,mor , ry , 1,- r ,= 4. W1N'GNAM ADVANCE4z Inghana Advance -Times. WONDERS OF THE AGE. Published at WINGHAM 'e " ONTARIO Ever, Thursday Morning W. Logan. Craig Publisher Subscription nates --. One year $2.00.' Six months $1:00, in advance,_ To U. S. A, $2.50 per year. Advertising rates on application. D.D.'liJ+'s QAt` GilrAN117 :STlftdii0J ug1$ MACHINES. Monsters of the. Past, Unrivalled for Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. f Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of incur- ante at reasonable rates. Head Office,. Guelph, Ont. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham J. W. DODD Two doors south of Field's Butcher shop. :FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND HEALTH INSURANCE 1 AND REAL ESTATE R 0. Box 366 Phone 46 W1NGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Money to Loan Office—?Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. 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Recently a huge eiectrieal trans- ormer of 100 tens weight, the large est moved on the roads' of England, might have been seen making its ponderous way to London. It was not allowed tostart until ten o'clock at night, and then could only travel at a maximum speed of two miles per hour, says an article in Answers. The lorries that earry such i',oaels as these have to be very carefully de- signed to avoid smashing their way through the roads they use. The biggest in the word, .which is now I built in England, will carry a motive weighing 180 tens. Its total length Is more than that of a cricket pitch, attd it has fourteen wheels, for which the tires alone cost X2,500. Because of its great length, the back axles are designed to steer as well as the trent, and the whole lorry can be jacked down to the ground in a few minutes for loading and unloading. In these days of giant structures and machines, nothing retains its supremacy for long. The monsters of the past, such as Big Ben, Lon- don's famous clock, and the Eiffel Tower, unrl'valled for years, aow have to give place to newer and greater marvels. A minute hand 35 feet long was, not long ago, hoisted up to the face of a elock in Jersey City, and from then on Big Ben ceased to be the biggest clock in the world. The new monster is 50 feet across, and the moving parts weigh four tons. No leas than 220 electric -light bulbs are used to illumine the hands of the I which are made of seven -ply wood, reinforced with structural oteel, The groat leeks of the Panama Canal were expected to be unrivalled for years, but the building of bigger ships has led to the dwarfing of even hese. At Ymuiden, in the Nether- lands, a loek has been opened 1,312 feet long, 164 feet wide, and 51 feet deep. This is over 300 feet longer than the locks of the Panama Canal, besides being wider and deeper! In the construction of this lock innum- rable difficulties were encountered. The ground was so soft that 15,000 reinforced concrete piles had to be driven to stiffen the foundations. A new ocean liner, the keel of kWh is being laid new, will be over 1,000 feet long. The actual length Ia not yet announced, but in all prob- ability it would be tee much for the locks of the Panama Canal. It will be the biggest ship afloat, developing 200,000 tap., which is 80,000 more than the Bremen. And it is emin- ently expected that, three years from now, this ship will win back the "blue riband" of the Atlantic that the Bremen recently teetered from the Mauretania. The Sues t nal, fortunately, has no locks, but. its width was severely tested when the Singapore floating dock was being towed from the Tyne to its destination. The dock is 172 feet wide and t56 foot long, and towered above the oana.l like a Colon- mss. It was towed by ten tugs, and *ere was only five yards clearance between the sides of the canal and the dock ----not much when you are dealing with so enormous a "craft." Furthermore, all the buoys and dredgers had to be removed from the waterway while the dock throuh, end the Banal actuallpassed d g to be widened at Kentaro. to :allow shipping to pees. The biggest shovelever invented has just been installed at Montana, in the United States. It is electrical- ly driven, and can be operated by one man, but it excavates fifteen tons at a bite and can deposit It any- where up to $00 feet ,aural- and 120 feet high! Iii Montana the eoal deposits oc- ean- en the surface of the ground, and this machine is used for "strip- ping" them. it eau dig and load flue El unanal tons of teal Ina teas -honer day. The biggest airplane in existence is the Dornier "DO X " which, with 1+65 gersons an bos.rd, resse from the surface of Lake Geneva and re- mained in the air for nearly an hour. This enormous machine measures 160 feet both in length and wing- spread, and has twelve 626 ht.p. en- gines mounted in pairs above her ',rings. This is indeed an age for the mon- ster creations of science. Great pow- er stations have been built that will produce miniature flashes of light- ning 10 feet long, with electrical pressures of over a million volts. Magnets are made that will lift sunk- en ships, section by section, from a depth of fifty fathoms. And Diesel engines have been installed in loco- motives to pull trains of 1,000 tons. Finally, now comes word from Germany of a loud -speaker' so power- " ful that its sound can control aft army or a whole town. The usual system of 'Vibrating membranes has been so exaggerated that the sound le equivalent to an electric current of 200 watts, and is more than dou- ble the volume of any other of the kind produced up to now. Perhaps this last is an example where .science may unwittingly go too tar! Copyright by Charles Scribner's Sons WHAT HAPPENED SO FAR Bud Lee, horse foreman of the Blue Lake ranch, convinced Bayne Trey - ors, manager, is deliberatly wrecking the . property . owned by Judith San- ford, a young woman, her cousin, Pollock Hampton, and Timothy Gray, decides to throw up his job. Judith arrives and announces she has bought Gray's share in the ranch and will run it. She discharges Trevors. The men on the ranchdislike tak- ing orders from a girl, but by subdu- ing a vicious horse and proving her thorough knowledge of ranch life, Judith wins the best of them over. Lee decides to stay. Convinced her veterinarian, Bill Crowdy, is treacherous, Judith dis- charges him, re-engaging an old friend ofpher father's, Doe. Tripp. Pollock Hampton, with a party of friends, comes to the ranch to stay permanently. Trevors accepts Hamp- ton's invitation to visit the ranch. Judith's messenger is held up and robbed of the monthly pay roll. Bud Lee goes to the city for more money, getting back safely with it, though his horse is killed under hiin, Both he and Judith see Trevor's hand in the crime. Hog cholera, hard to account for, breaks out on the ranch. Judith and Lee, investigating the scene of the holdup, climb a moun- tain, where the robber must have hid- den. w_ . The Long -1 oeeal llfonkey. The Proboscis or Long -Noses non - key, or Kabau, as it is sometimes called, because its sty sounds like that, is a natives of Borneo, andprob- ably of severalcountries near 1t. Its Principal feature is its loug and ugly ,uwo. *iativee haythat when leaping Irom tree to tree, it takes It nose to its hands to protect it from inyury. 'Che llahaus are a very social sort of monkeys, They assemble in large groups at sunrise and sundown and carr on r ya .r1'oi-ma,nc�Unlike p .e noG our community singing, howling tit the to of their Wolters. 'J'bey miin< be a. rather, gengeouil 'Sight, at their eolot`Ittk is exquisite. Mot of the !may is a bright cheast'>nut red, Wiela- nd up withgolden +rillsa'ar, 'deb Drowan the 40 y bad NOW READ ON -- "T'i'n comings" she cried back to hint. Almost at the same instant, their: two rifles ready, they came to the working down this way as fast as they know how." Judith, taking time to snatch up the fallen rifle, ran around to the door. Lee slipped his hands under the arm- pits of the wounded pian and dragged him in Judith's wake. In the cabin, the door shut, Lee struck a match and went to a little shelf where there was a candle. "Bill Crowdy!" gasped Judith. Almost before Lee saw the man's face he saw the canvas bag tied to his belt, a bag identical to the ane he himself had brought from the bank at Rocky Bend. "The man that stuck up Charlie Miller," he said slowly. "And there's your thousand bucks, or' I'm a liar. I get something of their play now: those two fellows up there were wait- ing to meet him and split the swag three ways. And I've got the guess they'll be asking a look -in yet!" Lee knelt and with quick fingers sought the wound. There was a hole in Crowdy's chest, high up near the throat, that was bleeding profusely. At first that seemed the only wound. But in a second Lee had found an- other. This was in the leg, and this, like Lee's was bound tightly with a handkerchief. "Got that, first rattle out of the box!" commented Lee. "See it? That's why he stuck on the job and didn't try to run for it. Looks like a rifle ball had smashed the bone." He didn't look ttp. His fingers, busy with the string at Crowdy's belt, brought away the canvas bag. There was. blood on it; it was heavy and gave forth the mellow jangle of gold. "You win back your thousand on tonight's play," he said, holding up the bag to Judith, lifting his eyes to her face. Birt Judith shrank back, her eyes wide with horror. "I don't want it! I can never tench it!" • she whispered. Suddenly she was shaking froni head to foot, her eyes fixed in terrible fascination upon Crowdy's face. Lee tossed the bag to the bunk across the room, whence it fell clanking to the. floor. "Now she's going to faint," was his thought. "Well, I won't blame her so d—n much. Poor little. ,kid!" But he did not look at her again. He tore away Crowdy's shirt to dis- cover just how serious the wound'in the chest was: Unless, Bill Crowdy bled to death, be stood an excellent• chance of doing time in the peniten- tiary, Lee staunched the flow of blood Imade a rude bandage, and then, lift- irtg the body gently, carried it to the bunk, "Now," said Lee, speaking bluntly, afraid that a tone of sympathy might merely aid the girl to "shake . to pieces,' "We've got a chance to be on our way before Number Two and Number Three get into the game. Let's run kr it, ;ludith," Judith ! stObt 1 her head, "We'll stay here until morning," she said finally, het Voice s rprisintt Lee, "What for?" he wanted to know. "We'll. have :mother fight on our liartds if we do, 'Those fellows, this deep in it, are not going to quit while they know that there's all that money in the shack!" "I don't care," said Judith firmly. "I won't run from there or anybody else :I kfiow! And, besides, Bud Lee, I am not going to give them the chance to get Crowdy away. Do you think he is going to dire?" "No, I don't. Doc Tripp will fix hue up." "Then here I stay, for one. 'When I go, Bill Crowdy goes with me! He's going to talk, and he's going to help me send Bayne Trevors to the pen." Bud Lee exp.nessed all he had to say in a silent whistle. He'd made anoth- er mistake, that was all. Judith was- n't going to faint for Iim tonight. 'Then," he said presently, setting her the example, "slip some fresh cartridges into • your rifle and get ready for more shooting. 1'11 put out the light and we'll wait for what's next." Judith replenished the magazine of her rifle. Lee, watching from under the low -drawn brim of his hat, noted that her fingers were steady now. Crowdy moved in the • bunk, lifted a hand weakly, groaned and grew still. Lee rearranged his bandage. "Put out the light now?" he asked Judith. "No," she answered. "Since we've got to spend the night with a man in Crowdy's shape, it will be more cosy, won't it, with the light on?" She even put out her handto one of the books on the shelves which she could reach from her bench. "Anal now," she added, "I'm sure that our hermit won't mind if we peep into his library, will he?" "No," answered Lee gravely, "Most likely he'll be proud." Lee found time to muse that life is made of incongruities, woman of in- consistencies. Here with a badly hurt man lying ten feet from her, with every likelihood of the night stillness being ripped in two by a rifle -shot, Judith sat and turned the pages of a book. Bed Lee flushed'as he watched her. She turned the pages .slowly, came back to the fly -leaf page, read the name scrawled there and, turning swiftly to Lee, said accusingly: "David Burrill Lee, you are a hum- bug!" • "Wrong again," grinned Lee. "A hermit, you mean! 'A man with a soul'-- ." • "Scat!" answered Judith, But, un- der Bud Lee's teasing eyes, the color began to come back into her cheeks. She had been a wee bit enthusiastic over her hermit, leaking of him a pic- turesque ideal. She had visioned hint, even to the calm eyes, gentle voice. A quick little frown touched her brows as she realized that the eyes and voice which her fancy had be- stowed upon the hermit were in ac- tuality the eyes and voice of Bud Lee. But She had called him a dear. And Lee had been laughing at her all the: the day before I had a letter from fa- time—had not told her, would never they. He expected me home very have, told her. The thought came to !soon. He was going out, he said in her that she would like to slap Bud Lee's face for him. And she had told Tripp she would like to slap Pollock Hampton's. Good and hard. Between theta -4 Mart lay Helplessly. r Cabin, Between thein on the ground help, a maty lay at site corner, moving lessly, groping for his fallen gun, fall- .. n,g back. "+ r "'e k- °'C'ipcf9 the door, said Bud.. 111;get .�wrho had looked for a sign of vy a ' inside and well sec who he is, ness to ts,ccord• with her sudden pallor him trtside a rn lite w -trembling dvisiblet ICS ati�, 5 e1. :, tither' at rs a tt li those l P Hurry, ',With; � .;i Thursday, December 4th,' 1930 ON CANADA'S PACIFIC COAST This unusual setting for the legislative buildings at Victoria, B.C., is typical of the scenic gems to be found in British Columbia. Its climate tempered by the Pacific currents, this Province is a magnet, for tour- ists every winter. Nature wast lavish in its handiwork in the, Pacific coast province for its. giant trees frame many a lovely view. --Photo by C.N.B. she cried excitedly. "Not Chris nion!" "Sh!" he commanded softly. no use tipping our hand 'off to Yes; it's crooked Chris Qui Y d 't know him do you?" Quin- ed me! Quinnion established an alibi, A man whose word there was no rea- It's him. nnion. You on nw , son to doubt said that Quinnion was with him at the time of .the murder. And that man was—Bayne Trevorsi" "Trevors?" muttered Lee. He shook He had never seen her eyes look his head. "Trevors is a hard man, as they looked now. They .were as Judith And he's a scoundrel, if you hard and bright as steel; no true wo- men's eyes he thought swiftly. Ra- ther the eyes of a man with murder in his heart. "Then, thank God!" whispered Ju- • that lay at his hand? The nnainchance dith, her voice tense. "Can you keep :for him? The chance to hold a man .. a secret with me, Bud Lee? Were it like Chris Quinnion 10 the hollow of not for the man calling to us now, his hand, to snake him' do his bidding, Luke Sanford would be here in our :to set him just such work as he is stead. Crooked Chris Quinnion ser- doing now? Answer .me! is Bayne ved his time in San Quentin because Trevors above a deal like that?" my father sent him there. And he Bud Lee's answer was silence. had been free six months before he kept' his oath and murdered my poor old dad!" "Well?" came the interrupting snarl of Quinnion's voice, like the ominous whine of an enraged animal. "What's the word?" "Give us five minutes to think it over," returned Lee coolly. And in- credulous eyes on Judith's face, he said gently: "I was on the ranch when want to know! But frame' up a mut.- O der deal—plan to murder Luke San- ford—No. I don't believe it!" "Is he the man to miss ,a chance "And there is one other thing," went on Judith swiftly, "known to no one but Emmet Sawyer, whom I told, and me and Chris Quinnion: In fa- ther's letter he told me that a man had paid him some money, the day before, and he was going to drive in to Rocky Bend to bank it. That mon- ey, several hundred dollars, was nev- er banked. It was not found on his body. 'Where did it go?" the accident happened. He must have "Even that doesn't incriminate driven that heavy car a little too Quinnion, you know" close to the edge of the grade. Theyy "No, The test is pure guesswork bank just naturally gave way." !on my part. Guesswork based on what Judith, her lips tightly compressed, I know. Not enough to hang Chris shook her head. Quinnion, Bud I. ee. But enough to "Xott didn't find him under the car, make me sure. `He's working at Tre- did you? And the blow that killed vors' garne right now. If we can him might have been dealt with some prove that it is Trevors' game it will heavy weapon in the hands of a man go to show ;how worthless ills alibi standing behind him, mightn't it? I was." know, Bud Lee, I know!" "Well?" called Quinnion, the third "How do you know?" he demand- time. "What about it? We ain't goin' ed insistenly. "You weren't here ev- to wait all night." ori,, "Tell him," whispered Judith, her "No. I was in San Francisco. But hand on Lee's arm, "to come and get it if.he wants it! One of us can hold. the cabin against the two of the while the other slips .out in the dark and rides back to the ranch -house fore. -.- help. If we're'in luck, Sud Lee, we'll corner the bunch of them before day - "It's the only way," she insisted. "If we gave them the money they'd want Bill Crowdy next. If they° got Crowdy away with them into the mountains I am not sure they could_ not hide until they got hint safe in Trevors' hands. Then we'd have the whole fight still to make, sooner or later. It's our one bet, Lee!" And. Bud Lee, seeing no .better way ahead for them, blew out the candle,. foroed Judith to stand close to the rock chimney of the fireplace, took his station near her,and answered- Quinnion, saying shortly: "Come ahead when you're ready,. W.re wang." Qc'uinilioniti's curse, the - crack of his•' rifle, the flying splinters from the cabin door, came together like one implacable menace. "And now, Bud Lee," cried Judith quickly, " I don't mind telling you, not: seeing the end of the string we are playing, that you are a man to my liking!" "My hat's off," said. Lee, with grave simplicity, "And in any old kind of a. fight a man wouldn't want a better pardtier thanI can reach now, putting out my hand. He'd want—just a thor- oughbred! A.tid: now, little pardner, let's' give them—fits!" Crouching in the dark, preserving their own fire while they waited for something' more definite than the bark of a rifle to shot at, their hands met, (Continued iext week.) k. ) r CHAPTER VII Pardners krom without came the low mur- mur of men's voices. Judith laidher book aside and drew her rifle across her knees, her eyes bright and eager. At in infrequent intervals for perhaps three or four minutes the two voices came indistinctly to those in the cab- in. Then silence for as long a time. And then a voice again, this time quite near the door, calking out clear- ly "Hey, you in there! Pitch the mon- ey out the window and we'll let you go." "There's a voice," said Judith quiet- ly, "to remember! 1'11 be able to swear to it in court." Certainly a voice to remember, just as one remembers an unusual face for. years, though it be but a chance,one seen in a crowd. A voice markedly individual, not merely because it was somewhat high-pitched for a roan's but rather for a quality not easily ,de- fined, which gave to it a certain vi- brant, unpleasant harshness, sound- ing metallic almost, rasping as though with the hiss of steel surfaces rub- bing, Altogether _impossible to des- cribe' adequately, . yes:, as Judith said, not to be forgotten. Lee turned triumphantly to the girl, "I've got his tag!" he whispered to her. "I played poker with that voice one night not four months ago in Rocky Bend," "Who is he?" Judith whispered. back. "With Crowdy down, if we know who one of these men is, the rest will be easy. 'Who is he?" ,,+ `A bad egg, Lee told her gravely. "He's , done time in the state Lien. He's been out less than a year. Gun- miatt • stiekttp man, ; otltricted Once al, + ready for manslaughter. , w" ".Not Chris Quinnion, Bud Lee!" his: letter to look at the road over the mountain. He wrote that grade was dangerous, especially at the very place where his car went over! He wantcsd nae to know so that in case he could not get the work done on it before I came, I would be careful. On top of that would he go and run his car into such danger as that? Oh, I know!" she cried again her hands 'hard upon her rifle. "I know, I tell you! From the first I suspected. • I knew that Chris Quinnion had threat- ened a dozen times to 'get' father. I knew that soon or late he would try. I wrote Emmet Sawyer, our county sheriff, and told him what I. believed, asked him to go to the spot and see what the signs told. A square man is 1 minet Sawyer and as sharp as tacks." "Andhe told you that .you were mistaken?" "He did'. nothing of the kindl He. reported that the tracks of the car showed that it had kept well away from the bank, that evidently' it had stopped there, that again it had gone on, swerving so as to run close to the edge! I know what happened; Father got out to look at the dangerous spot and to put up the sign he had brought with him and that;was found in the road, Chris Quinnion' had followed him, perhaps to shoot him down from behind, Chris Quinnion's way! Them he saw a safer way! He came up behind poor old dad and struck hini on the head with something, rifle - barrel or revolver.: He started the car up and let it run over the bank. He—" She broke off then. Bud Lee felt that he knew what she would say if else could bring herself to go on; that she would tell how crooked Chris Quinnion had thrown the ainconscious man down over the batik to lie bruis- ed and broken, by the 'wrecked ear, "'You've got to be almighty sure e b e- forc you make achar e like that,' 'he reminded her. "If Quinnion had tdone it, why didn't Emmet Sawyer get the deadwood on Win?' Actor: Yesterday, when I was play- ing Romeo, I died so naturally that a man in the audience fainted, "Wonderful!" "Yes, he was my, insurance agent." Son: "Aren't vise going to wait sift° or father's?" Mothed: "What's the uses' " %lecause," be whispered quickly, I'v. e got snob atold I can har!f tV "a ;than fooled Sawyer•-! Yes, and fool. speak,'