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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1946-05-09, Page 6'itl!114.I Citt T i .:. /Ji Mary Imply Taylor r s NOPsI9 CHAPTER VII: Stenhart, in love with Jane, feigns more iliness•than he feels, Jim is anxious to catch Jordan and sends Sherwin (Haz- lett) to the Hemmings, But Sher- win, still wanting to kill Stenhart, goes in the opposite direction. CHAPTER Sherwin became aware of a steal- thy sound close to the edge of the creek. He stooped lower and dis cerned a crouching figure; a man was crawling on his hands and knees toward the water. As he dropped lower to pass under a bough, his head was silhouetted against the light and Sherwin knew him—it was the rustler, Jordan! Instinctively, Sherwin's. hand went to his revolver, then it dropped. He dared not shoot. The creek was narrow here and Jane was too near A miss, and—! He must get the man from behind, pinion his arms, drag him, if need be, into the water and drown him. * * Softly he crept after the skulker. There was little sound except the occasional cracking of a twig, and • Jordan, making similar sounds, did not seem to notice them. The two crept on, the first almost at the water's edge, the second almost near enough to grasp the crawling legs in front. Jane's voice rose just opposite, singing a Spanish song. Sherwin stretched out his hand and almost got the ankle nearest him; then suddenly, Jordan faced about and saw him, uttered an oath and plunged into the water, swimming straight for the girl on the opposite side. In an instant, Sherwin divined his plan—he meant to get Jane and dictate his own terms to Jim! He knew that Sherwin could not shoot and endanger the girl. But Sherwin. broke through a tangle of vines, plunged into the creek and swam after him. Still, the other man had the advantage. As Sherwin struck the water, Jordan leaped out on the other side and was' after the girl. Jane did not run. She faced her pursuer and tried to fight him off, but Jordans arms were around her and he had lifted her from the ground when Sherwin came up out of the stream, dripping. Knowing that, while he carried the girl, he was safe from gunfire, Jordan start- ed to run to cover, but, burdened, he was not quick enough. Sherwin leaped forward and, throwing his powerful arms around him, dragged back. Caught by an iron grip above each elbow, Jordan released Jane and tried to turn on his as- sailant. There was a moment of wild conflict; the two Hien strug- gled, twisted and went down to- gether. Sherwin had no time to draw a weapon and he meant that Jordan should not have a better chance. Wrestling and panting they rolled over, slipping down the bank toward the creek, while Jane tried to help Sherwin, and cried for help. Sherwin twisted and strained at the other man, when they carie to a cleft in the bank, fell through it violently and struck water, Jordan uppermost. The force of the con- tact, the sudden rush of water over his head, loosened Sherwin's grip, and his antagonist drew a knife and struck once, furiously. The blade drove into the other man's arm, and there was a moment more of fierce conflict, the water growing red; then Jordan broke loose and swam ashore. He had crossed the creek. Sherwin still heard Jane's cries and, wounded in the arm, he struck out for the shore and, reaching it, climbed to the top of the bank dizzily. He saw that the girl was there alone and, faint from loss of blood, sank to his knees beside her. * "Oh, you re hurt, you're bleed- ing!" Jane was down beside him, trying, with shaking hands, to find the wound and stanch it, Sherwin, looking up into her face, read something there that went to his head. "It's only a scratch," he whir pered hoarsely. "Thank God I was near enough to help!" "But you're bleeding, he's shot you in the arm." She was trying to bind it with her handkerchief. "And it was for me — C)h, I thought he'd kill you!" Sherwin laid his hand over hers. "Would you care?" he asked, and his voice shook. The girl lifted brave eyes to his, the color ran up to her dusky hair, but her look answered his. "Jane!" he cried, "Jane!" She did not speak, but her clear eyes misted. In the madness of that moment he cast his last resolution to the wind. "I love you!" he said softly. "No matter what is said of me—I love you!" The girl looked back to him with her sweet gravity. 'I don't even know your real name!" she said gently. He groaned•. It all came back to him and turned the world black. "I'm mad," he said bitterly. "You'll hate me soon for this!" "John!" He turned and saw her white face lifted, her blue eyes steady and brave. "Tell me the truth," she "tell me—I'll believe you!" He covered his own eyes with his shaking hands. Then he drew a long breath. He would tell her, he'd tell her all! There cane suddenly a shout and the sound of men rushing toward them. said, "It's Jim," Jane said, "and old Mac—looking for rte." Sherwin realized all it meant! He had made love to the girl—she had not definitely repulsed him, her eyes has spoken much, and he was —1 The hot blood ran out of his face, his look was haggard. He -stood still, trying to hide the blood on his sleeve. It made no difference now; nothing mattered, whether he lived or died. Then he heard her telling then what had happened and how brave he was! Jim caught at his unwounded arm and wrung his hand. "To the rescue again! You seem to have taken out a contract for pulling this fancily out of scrapes, old chap, and—" Jim choked a little, looking at his sister—I don r know how to thank you!" d: * * "Unfortunately, I always seem to let that rogue slip through my fingers!" Sherwin said. He knew that Jim must wonder how he got there, but Jane broke in with her cry about his arm. "Jim, he's been shot—stabbed, I mean. You must see to his arm; I couldn't stop the blood!" "Of course we'll see to it, Sis! Which way did Jordan run, Haz- let?" "Into the brush," he pointed; "he got me in the arm first and—". he stopped, clapping his hand over the wound which stung painfully now. "Oh, you must get that arm fixed up!" Jane said to her brother. "Where's the sherriff? He's needed here!" Sherwin gave her a quick look, something grim in his smile, but Juin answered readily. "I'd started Hazlet for the sheriff —by the way, where's your horse?" he asked suddenly. "Over there—" old Mac pointed across the stream—"l seen it crop - pin' grass. Kinder wonder Jordan didn't swipe it." Both men stared •.ass at one cs the fastest horses in the stables— who should have been half way to Hemmings' place by now—quietly nibbling grass on the east road. A look passed between the two but Sherwin missed it. Jane was insist- ing on his return to the house. (To be Continued) ISSUE 19-1946 Sotetek4 11111111001',.......„411 4, 740.5atie Video Ingredients: Toast, Glii Sne", Choose, Toast co ices bread lightly, thinly w with Chili a Sauceioverwith eoaf cheese, top with thin Slice ban Broil till cooked andcheese melted. For tun or supper; usefull slice bread, srmoon or evening snacks, use half-slices* ill I NIX, JUNE, NIX! Screen star Dick Powell's horrified expression indicates that a hefty swing with a full bottle .is no way to christen a lightweight family plane. He finally persuaded the Missus, actress June Allyson, to settle for a less violent christening. Having saved the plane from serious damage, Dick took her for an aerial spin. CHRONICLES fay Gwendoline P Clarke' of GINGER FARM • • When I fed the hens yesterday morning I picked up one egg in the first pen and none in the sec- ond. Usually there are at least a dozen before breakfast. V,'hy the sudden falling off? Well, it just is that the hens havn't gone on day- light saving time. They follow the laws of nature not of man. There was also this difference: Usually we can dependon most of the eggs. being laid tai the forenoon. In- cidentally, they are picked ttp three or four times during the morning. We find it is the only way to pre- vent breakage of eggs in the nests. Until now, by dinner -time most of . the biddies have done their one. good deed for the day, which meant we could relax a bit and vis- it the pens only once during the afternoon. But on DST all this is changed. By noon the hens are still on the job so we, perforce, must stay on the job too, instead of having an uninterrupted few hours to get on with—well, what- ever there is to get on with. ' is * * * Then there's the chickens. Nat- urally my first chore in the mor- ning is to feed and water the little chicks. On standard 'time they are ready by the time I am. On DST only a few early . risers yen- ture out from under the hoover. The rest wait for the sun. As for us—well, we are on fast time, not from choice but necess- ity. I wondered this morning, as I poked around the house before Sunday School Lesson Learning To Live Together Matthew 18: 15-17, 21-22; Mark 10: 35-37, 41-45. • Golden Text — By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another. John 13: 35. The Forgiving Spirit When there is friction between two bretheren the offended one is to standing and reconcilation. Every standing and reconcilation. Every attempt is to be made to heal the breach. If all methods fail the of- fender is to be treated as a pagan. How do we treat such? Do you not pray for them and hope for their conversion? Antagonism may be overcome by forgiveness. Peter questionaily limited forgiveness to the seventh offence. But Jesus, in expanding Peter's charity to seventy times sev- en, makes the number practically infinite. In other words, never cease forgiving. Let your patience , be inexhaustible and your forgiving love infinite. The Apostles' Request The request of James and John that they be preferred above all the others shows that they still held a worldly view of the kingdom. The response of Jesus was neither an express denial nor a stern rebuke. ishness. "He called them unto Him." He dealt very gently with their self - :11 always calls us neat to I-limself when He would win us from our low lives to a higher one, Christ's Kingdom 'The method of Christ's kingdom is utterly at variance with the methods of the kingdom of this world, lie that rules is great; in the kingdom of Christ, he that serves is great. If anyone wills to be great in Christ's •kingdom he must take the place of a servant of others and he that would be first must take the place of a slave of all. 1 -Te that is foremost in the realm of the good must be first and , foremost in sacrificial service. daylight, if those who are so an- xious for fast time would be equal- ly enthusiastic if they had to get up while it was still dark. It just doesn't add up .. . . all this out- cry for higher wages and shorter hours—and daylight saving too! * * * * Why shouldn't the farrier be considered once in a while -or if not the farmer personally, then the work he has to do? It is the far- mer upon whom the nations de- pend to feed the world. Why ,lake it more difficult for hint than it need be? Isn't it enough for the farmer to have this current labour shortage to contend with without having DST to worry about? * Of course we don't have to go on fast time . Oh no, it is entirely optional. But let the farmer work by the sun and at the end of the day slip into town for shopping or repairs, and what can he get? Nothing at all—it is past.6 o'clock (DST) and the eight-hour work- ers have shut up shop and gone home. The next morning the far- mer goes early to town. It is ur- gent that he should get his busi- ness done before going to the field.. Maybe he forgets what time the stores open -or maybe it scents' like the middle of the day to him, since he has already done about three hours • work. Anyway the stores are still shut tighter than nobody's business in the early morning DST is apparently too fast for those who voted in its favour. Oh well .. . it's a queer world, isn't it? 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