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Zurich Herald, 1950-05-25, Page 6IV I MOW 1Z, Pi* 0 OA ITS IS SEALED OBJ VACUUM .i1*0 for the .moo n. t- 1 .rool by G, H. SHARP CHAPTER THREE (Continued From bast Week) Eyes narrowed, he looked at it all. Theft he set about cleaning up the place. He would have to make a trip to town for grub and bedding, He was in the middle of his house, cleaning, when he heard a wagon coming. He stepped to the doorway, a carbine in his hands. Then he recognized the man driving the team. It was Tex. "I got word that somebody had kind of messed tip your place, Webb, so I figured I'd come over." In the wagon was a month's sup- ply of grub, a bottle of whisky and a bedroll. "The bed is one that a feller left at my place and never came back for, One of the Jones boy's that had bad luck along the trail. You kin pay back the grub when you git around to it." Tex put up his team and •helped Webb clean up things. He did not say how he happened to learn that somebody had violated that range code which says that a man is lower than a snake who will abuse the privilege of an unlocked door. Webb did not ask. - Tex spent the dight with Web:) and they sat up until late, smoking and talking. After breakfast, Tex pulled out for home. It was when Webb saddled up and rode around his place that he discovered what other damage had been done. His fence around the hay mea- dow had been cut. His alfalfa crop was tromped down, two haystacks torn up and ruined by the rain, his few head of horses, about 15 head, were missing. Save for the horse he rode, lie was afoot. He would be forced to sell part of his cattle or buy feed to replace the hay that had been wantonly destroyed. He sat his horse, staring at the broken fence and the ruined hay crop. Not a pleasant homecoming. He knew that more than a few of the ranchers in the country con- sidered him guilty of Bob Ander- son's death. • •.•�r,d �a'�•�' i Yah►:a, aa,,`�a�.� �� �'aj�traseieasfl'��'+t {11 ���+ + +L�� • �A'd'A�P�'L%v�,�'l�'t�t ��•,���vw a'"e'i�$�k�<q q�'i°r/� i.��,%i►���`` .lr�tu visaaZw;9t ,� att t2 s,"p,:f �: u. eft e 4, 4 \A1, LfiA:rr, y, •k,+� q��si090y� ���e �mAlf~!e�r•. Doilies like r al hi,,c made tri No. 50 cotton. 'i'tie tlaillib• beau - tits ar, kilitt n, aru small (only. 9 and 9,' i1.t,lt , t and different. Knitting charts are easy to fol - He thought over the proposition Tex had made to him the - night before as they sat smoking in the cabin. Webb had turned it down. Now he wondered if he hadn't been too hasty. Ail Abbot was going after Webb Winters. Webb no longer belonged to the Scissor -Bill Pool. What chance had he, lone. handed, against the Triangle outfit? He was staring with -brooding eyes at the broken fence when Joe Blake rode up.. "Damnation, Webb, who done this?" "Not k nowin'," Webb replied, "I 1 conn d t s , av ., "They shore tore things up. What'll .you do about hay this winter?" "As the' sayin' goes, I'll do like they do over the river. Do without." "Shore tough, Webb." "It could be worse, I reckon," Webb's voice was quiet. There was an awkward silence. Webb hardly seemed aware of the other man's presence. He kept looking at his broken fence, think- ing of the proposition Tex had of- fered. "1 rode over, Webb, to tell 'you how ornery I feel about what that lawyer drug outa me on the witness stand. Looked like I was try-in' to send you to the pen." "Did it?". Webb kept looking at the tangled barb wire. "I don't want you to pack no grudge again' me, Webb." "Let'er go as she lays," returned Webb. "The Pool wagon starts next week," Joe Blake went on. "Are you ridin' with us?" "I quit the Scissor -Bill Pool the night ! got accused of killin' Bob Anderson. I'm done with the lay- out for keeps," "Hovv'll you git your cattle gath- ered?" "I'll do n'y own worryin' about that." "No need to take it thataw•av, lie and my hien will rep for you. Glad to do it." "I'm gatherin' my own stuff, Blake. I don't want help from the Scissor -Bill 'Pool in any shape, form or manner. Tell 'em that when you meet tonight." There was another silence. The two then looked hard at each other. "I'll tell 'em," said Joe Blake. "I got to be ridin' along. Some of my horses got scattered while 1 was in tow•u, subpoenaed for the trial." "Charge it to profit and loss, Blake, So -long." Webb rode away. Joe Blake's black eyes followed hini. These Blake rode off, a faint, twisted grin on his thin-lipped mouth. The ex- pression on his face was not very pleasant. e; 4: g, Sheriff 1-1ank Roberts pulled oil Ilia chaps and twisted a cigarette into shape. Iiia wife poured hien a last cup of black coffee, regular round -up coffee, strong enough to satisfy any pian, Ile buckled on his cartridge belt and slid his old .45 into its holster. A worried frown brought his shaggy', grafi brows together. "You never could tell a lie and "'alto it stick. Have I ever spilled a secret? You've always told me just about everytilin:g doll w'erc doing. What's wrong ttiis tithe?" "YOU and Mae hw,"n at;g rill' itttely?" "Site stayed with tilt- la,-, nithi c. file you were gone, What's that got to do with it? I•lank, ,you're r±ot going after Webb Winters again?" Actress Marries -Mr. and Mrs. Conrad Nicholson Hilton, Jr., pause on the steps of the Church of the Good Shepherd in' Bev- erly Hills, Calif.; following their wedding. Bride is the former Elizabeth Taylor of the screen. Groom is a member of the famous kilton hotel family. mold. world ,affairs, Watch for an account of her address in ,your �c farm papers. I cannot attempt to VAGRONICIff T g I do justIce to it in this column. One. (,s L+ thinmust mention, Mrs. Sayre quoted the answer given by ewish American 'scientist to V someone who said to him -"I sup - 7 Gwendol.tme, P. Clc r- a Bose atomic power is now the great- est -power in the world. Isn't that «%ith all this heart -breaking' news of floods in the West and fires in Quebec it would seem that in On- tario we have little to grumble about—especially now that ~tire have at last got , some seeding .done. Probably in some parts seedirig has been completed but we are just nicely in the middle of it, On Sat- urday we had to quit because of strong gales -no sense in spending (200 on clover seed and then have the wind blow it over to the next font as you try to sow it. Today it will have a better chance as .there is only a slight breeze. But now we hai•e a new worry-. Last night there zeas "a black frost" and Partner is afraid it may•have killed tile grass just starting to grow ill the pasture, fields. If.so it will make A bad for farmers who are short of hay and are just waiting for the grass' to grow and the -weather to r; arta up so they can turn their cattle out on pasture. We are lucky --ave still have enough hay in the barn to last until Jane 1, if necessary. slit believe me, the cattle won't think much of' that June 1 -ideal The •other day, when -they were out to water, they discovered to their joy that the gate to the.back garden had not been properly fastened. One young heifer promptly finished the job and when I looked out of the window all the cows were happily munching away at the succulent green grass as if they hadn't a minute to lose. As indeed they hadn't, as I was soon oil my way to call Partner, then be- t1vicen us, and Tippy, the cows' ill- gotten gain was cut short—=and quickly. But the mischief leas done. Now every time the cows are let out they crowd around and bawl in disappointed protest at finding the gate securely fastened—and with at chain around for extra protection, Well, last week I did a bit of gad - .ng. Tuesday Tuesday I event to Toronto especially to shop. I was planning to attend a l omen's Institute affair at Guelph on the Friday and of course, I hadn't a tiling to wear! So I shopped, and I shopped—and Lori• I loathe shopping -and al- tiiotlgh I knelt' exactly what I want- ed I couldn't find it, nor could I find anyone to wait on ane half the time until I approached a floor manager and got a little action that wa3% finally at the end of ;,nyth.ing but a perfect clay I came home with onlc- one purchase—a pair H crepe. soled canvas shoes! Came Friday and I set out for Guelph +11 a dress that titins too thus; a coat that has long since forgotten when it was new, and my old black Jelt hat. But sonnclloly, old clothe, didn't ,wenn to matter once we got there, lVe? Olt ties, the Julie Bug took along other llternber, too— 'and she really buzzed alcng the road very nicely, We arrived in good time alld were rewarded for our trip by hearing tits. itayrttond .'ayrw,UL International President — the ",ssociated Country Wonleir of the World. Mrs. Sayre is the type of person who speai.s front the heart ---and to the htr'trt 'There. were, no Ili'].- to tier adt!tes -site 111ct niatic tort (,.Q1 slie was all ordinary farm %•'email like most or us in her atid- i"tcc--knoiiiug and understanding our problcins. :and yet Inlakin r n; realise the pow('r that women have surf particularly rarm Vvttn'Icn, fn a as, not exact!), but low. are a cherished gift, he's travelin' in tougli company and 569. directions, cl'arts. i Laura he somebody is likely to git hurt down Wheeler's s Im raved at - P tern makes needlework so simple ! there before the last shipment is charts, 1 s p Made this fall. The Triangle wagon with its !tarts, p iotos and �o�r- cist directions, started yesterday on their beef Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS ':cork, The Scissor -Bill fool starts r in coins (stamps cannot be ac- today. Tex and Webb are workin' many styles to choose s 4 *pted) for this pattern to Boat 1, together w1t11 SOine 5tl'at]gCr5 r{"on1 ( fi}jrrntlt Ylnrst$nnnalrnc2 03 Eighteenth St. New Toronto. the badlands. I m goill down to � send name, address ai ., look the layout over. What was I I trial. lye Qnt„ Print plainly Ptd l i'1LRN 1 if ae say i"' tabour Webb t;'in?ers?" I FREE . lob„e and NUMBER, *•our 11TAiU E and AD- ' VICTORIA OI"TICAt Co, DRESS, Con till lied N -ext week l ! 273 Yongd 51rao so? "No," answered the scientist, "there is one power greater. yet— the power of Almighty ;Ckod." That is something we are inclin- ed to forget in this materialistic aril scientific age, don't you think? Yet we ' shoutd remember it to our com- fort if we are inclined to dwell fearfully oil the devasting power ,of atomic force. After all; the cleverest n.ien of our day, and ,age are still only puppets when i Higher Power tacks over., We have proof of that in the swirling waters .of the Red River flood. Sandbags can lessen the damage but oh13, the subsiding of the waters can bring . real -relief to the flooded areas. Do you know another thing that struck me quite forcibly at the Guelph Confereuce—the astonish- ing number of grey headed woment Fifty years ago most -of thein would have been 'wearing lace caps and staying home with their grand- children. But on Friday, there they were, well over a thousand strong, And they were smartl Most of them had evidently had better luck shop- ping than I lead.` My friends and I sat in the balcony, and looking down we could .almost count the brown -haired heads ari'ong the grey and white. Another thing I like about that kind of outing ---so often kind- hearted souls come up to me and say -=-"You're Mrs. Clarke, aren't You? We always read and enjoy Your column," Often they are strangers to me—how they recog- nize me, I don't now—but it always gives me a sort of lift to meet any of you people rico put up with my meanderings week by week, and I hope you will always come and say "Hullo" whenever you and I happen to be in the sante place at the 'since time. - Reasonable Down near Sumter, South Caro- hna, an energetic young salesman recently spent an entire morning trying to sell old Josiah Crabtree a motor bike. "Ain't no use arguing, young fel- low," he finally said. "If I had one, I might fall and break any neck. Besides, I would rather put the motley in a good milk cow." "But think," persisted the youth, "how silly you'd look trying to ride a colo down to the village." "Maybe so," Josiah admitted, "but 1 would loot: a ]leap more foolish tryin' to milk one of your inotor biltes." w� - Here it is! The Best Paint Value In Canada Since 1939 Horne Paint Co. O erH yeti fhc Land of value you sot IDE110tZE the win•—remember?—Glist- enins nteiltt Heat glowed on smoothly— eorefreti solidly—and stayed bright orfs colourful for .ears! Quality nnint or Qualify enamel at the Hann, 1mv orire, PER ILA 1..1,915 Name your own eel. I Win ',Here are 3 i to J choose from. lir ��rnd for rolonr vhaf% FREE --.Paint Brusb soccially made for (lone itaiut Ce . these thiole, smooth, long -bristle tmirlt "rushes aro aced Ira master dcawrators thronghmit Can. ada, Valueat$1.50 Ifilth each ", gillioll order sellil fodap for a r, gallon trial order. (rill +rich order twill save O.O.D. oha ri; eR. HOME PAINT CO. 313 RUSHTON ROAD TORONTO -• ONTARIO nto, 0111, : ISSUE 21 1950 'Dear Anne Llirstc inline is a• strange problem. I am married to-, ogle of the finest women ever plat on this earth. She is bind and good, sweet and intelligent and a w o n derful It o u S e k e eper, too. Attractive ' and delightful! , We do every- v' thing• togetiler, . and since our marriage three years ago, she hay become dearer and clearer to me, "I was married before—o a ~rom- an who was just the opposite. She was lazy, unclean, nagging and, above all, unfaithful. She has innar- ried again, too. Site visits here fre- quently. "Anne Hirst, my own another brings her to her home, takes her around as though she were still my wife. I learn that my mother is encouraging her to believe we may get together again! My mother has pulled some of the lowest tricks imaginable. Yet, -while we were married, these two heartily disliked each otherl "What now? "It is a terrible thing to say, but, 1 am growing to dislike in,,, mother more every day. "My wife.sees and ]mows all this, but never complains, . We hardly ever go home any more, because I can't stand this deceitful tiling my another is doing—acid my wife trust- ing her so. They have got to learn that my present wife comes first, last and always with ane. I worship her, and I can't stand this any longer. "I've thought of selling our home and getting away from them all. What do you think? you "love flim more every day,tA that is the smartest course: Belie -ire it or not, once lie is removed from your daily sight, you will find it easier to forget this ill-advised in- fatuation. You do not say whethel lie has shown any interest in yon or not. If he has, it is no compliment to you; if lie has not, the declaration of affection which you are tempted to make would embarrass hien ter- ribly, and tend to make you ridiculous. Have you thought of tris wife? In her place, what would YOU think of a girl who -tried to steal YOUR husband? Think it over. It should make you see yourself as other people would see yon, if you do not control your emotions. a, at xt If differences arise between you and your family, don't let them affect your private life. Ann. Hirst's understanding has helped thousands of husbands and wives to keep their marriage fine. Write Anne Hirst at Boat 1, 123 Eighteenth Street, New Toronto, Ont. In Da. W.C." ri x, �14 I frit- 1 �o would 3 d e foolish •'~' - to allow your mother's behavior r Z", 'x to drive you away from your home. ERE S K ,Am: ,x Instead, stop visiting her. If she complains, tell her why. • ' ` You ask me why your mother CO,IfpRrt a, acts so. Perhaps she is jealous * .of your devotion to your present ' wife, and would like nothing bet- And he. ter than to break up your mar- ' RELIEF js LASTING riage. So she enlists the sympa- thy of your first wife, who, noth- Nobody knows the cause of rheums- s ing loath (I take it) joins her tisln but we do know there's ores thing to ease the pain it's ' plan, - However, what does it matter . INSTANTINE. And when you take IusTANTmak why your mother does this?. 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