The Huron Expositor, 1893-05-26, Page 6VETERINARY.
TOHN GRIEVE, V. S., honor graduate of Ontario
0 Veterinary College, All diseases of Doruestie
Animals treated. Calls promptly attended to lend
charges moderate. Vete rinary Dentistry a specialty
Offioe and residence over W. N. Watson' Sewing
Machine Shop, Seaforth. 1112tf
"E1RANK &Beattie, V. 8., graduate of Ontarit Vet
erinary College, Toronto, Metr.ber of the Vet
erinary Medical Society, eto„ treats all diseases of
the Domesticated Animals. All °alb promptly at-
tended to either by day or night. Charges moder-
ate. Special attention given so veterinary dentin-
tty. Office on Main Street, Seaforth, one door
south of Kidd's Mardware store. 1112
EAFORTH HORSE INFIRMARY.—Corner el Jar-
vis and Godsrich Streets, next door to the Pres-
boterian Church, Seaforth, Ont. All disi ses of
orses, Cattle, Sheep, or any of the du n 'tasted
animels, suconefully treated at In. inarnaary or
elgewhereon the shortest notice. -barges media. -
ate. JAMES W. ELDER, Vete! inary Surgem. P
8.—A large stock of Voiericary Medicines sept con
&zanily on hand
LEGAL
S. HAYS, Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and
lli Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion
Bank. Office—Cardno's block, MainStreet, Seaforth.
Money to loan. 1286
HIGGINS at LENNON,
Barristers, Solicitors, Notaries Public, dm Offices -
120 Yonge Street, Toronto, Ontario, and Seaforth
Ontario, Seaforth Office—Whitney's Block, Main
Street. Money to loan. THOMAS MilMoN HIGGINS.
JAHMS LtNNON. 1291
1IFATTHEW MORRISON, Walton, Insurance
1, Agent, Comnaissioner for taking affidavits,
Conveyances, &ea Money to loan at the loweei rates.
hi. MORRISON, Walton.
T M. BEST, Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, dm
e Office--Roome, five doors north oiCommerolal
etotel, ground floor, next door to C. L. Papst's
jewelry store, Main street, Seaforth. Goderioh
agebta—Cameron, Holt and Cameron. 1215
GARROW & PROUDFOOT, Barristers, Solicitors,
Goderioh, Ontario. J. T. GARROM. Q. 0.;
WL FROODT9OT. 884
CAMERON, HOLT & HOLMES, Barrigtere So-
lioitors in Chanosry, ko„Goderieta Ont M. C.
CAMIZON, Q.- 0., PHILIP HOLT, DODLIIT HOLMES,
ANNING & SCOTT, Barristers, Solioiton Con
memoirs, ko. Solicitors for the KBani o•
'Johnston, 'Tisdale k Gale. Money to loan Office --
Elliott Block, Clint n, Ontario. 4, H. Maumee
Jamie Som. 781
HOLMESTED, ruciessor be the. late firm
McCaughey & Hohnested, Barrister, S0
lioitor, Conveyanoer and Notary. Solicitor for the
Canadian Bank of Commune. Money to lend Farms
for gals. °Sloe tn Soott's Block, Mail Street,
Seatorth.
W. CAMERON SMITH,
BARRISTER.
Solicitor of Superior Court, Commissiover for
taking Affidavits in the High Court
of Justice, Conveyancer,
Money to Lend
Can be consulted after office hours at the Conum r -
dal Hotel.
IIENSALL,
ONTARIO.
DENTISTRY. .
-El W. TWEDDLE, Dentist, Office over Hamilton
. & McInnes' Shoe Stare, corner Main and John
Streets, Seaforth, Ontario. Nitrous Oxide Gas aci•
ministered for the painless extraction of teeth. 1169
JJR. BELDEN, Dentist. Special rates for next
six months. Greatest eare taken with all
work, and best material used. Office—Over Johnson.
Hardware Store, Seaforth. 1226
RAGNEW, Dentist, Clinton, will
visit Hernial' at Hodgens' Hotel
every Monday. 1288
ir KINSMAN, Dentist, L. D. S.,
1 1 . Exeter, Onb. Will be at Zurioht
at the Huron Hotel, en the Last
THEIRSDAy xr 1101I MONTH, and at
Murdock's Hotel, Hensall, on the naag AND THIRD
FRIDAY in era% month. Teeth extracted with the
least pain possible. Ail work first-olass at liberal
rates. 971
DR. 0. H. INGRAM, Dentist, (successor II. L
Billings), member of the Royal College of Den.
tal Surgeome, Ontario Teeth inserted with or with-
out a plate in gold celluloid or rubber. A safe Meg-
thetic given tor the painless extraction of teeth.
Office—over O'Neila bank, Exeter, Ontario. 1204
N. B.—Plates secured firmly in the mouth by
Yernens' Patent Valve.
MONEY TO LOAN.
ala TONEY TO LOAN.—Straight loans at 5 per
111, cent., with the privilege is borrow' of
repaying part of the principal money at any time.
Apply to F. HOLMESTED, Barristee, Seaforth.
MEDICAL.
]J R. C. SHEPPARD, Physician and Surgeon, Bay.
field,,Ontario, successor to Dr. W. H. Wright.
1226-52
, T1R. MeTAVISH, Physician, Surgeon, &o. Office
corner southwest of Dixon's Hotel, Brucefiel(1.
Night calls at the office. 1323
-TAR, ARMSTRONG., M. B., Toronto, M. D. C. M.,
JJ Victoria, M. C. P. S., Ontario, successor to Dr.
Elliott, office lately occupied by Dr. Elliott, .Bruce.
Ontario. 13243(52
DRS. SCOTT. & MACKAY,
OFFICE, Goderich Street, opposite Methodist
Church, Seaforth. RESIDENCE, next Agricultural
Grounds.
J. G. SCOTT, M. D. C. M., (Ann Arbor and Vice
toria,) M. C. P. S. 0.
C. MACKAY, M. D. C. M., (Trinity,) F. T. M. C.,
M. C. P. S. 0.
Mat E. COOPER, M. D., M. B., Le F. P. and S.,
J,. Glasgow, &ea Physician, Surgeon and Ac.
(Toucher, Constance, Out. 1127
DR. ELLIOTT, Brucerield, LIcettlate Royal
College of Physiolans and Surgeons, Edin-
burgh. Brimfield, Ont. 080
W. BRUCE SMITH, M. D C. M., Membei of
_IA,. the College of Physioisns and Surgeons, ko.,
Seaforth, Ontario. Office and resident's same as
ocoupied by Dr. Verocie. 848
_
ALEX. BETHUNE, M. D., Fellow of the Royal
College of Physicians and Surgeons, Kingston.
Sucoessor to Dr. Maokid. faftio lately occupied
by Dr. Maokid, Main Street, Seaforth. Residence
—Corner of Victoria Square, in house lately ooeupied
by L. E. Dancey. 1127
AUCTIONEERS.
Th. BRINE, Licensed Auctioneer for the Coun
. ty of Huron. Sales attended in al parte of
the County. All orders left at Till Eareerros
Ottioe will be promptly attended to.
WM. M'CLOY
Auctioneer fot the Counties of Huron and Perth.
Salm promptly attended to, chargee moderate and
satisfaction guaranteed. Orders by mail addressed
to Cfhiselhurst Post Office, or left at his residence,
Lot 2, Concemion 11, Tuckerstnith, will receive
prompt attention. 1296.tf
W. G. DUFF,
AUCTIONEER FOR THE COUNTY, Conveyancer,
Collector, Book-keeper and Accountant .Real Estate,
Life, Accident and Fire Insunsnee Agent • Money to
Loan, Correspondence, Sm. Parties requiring his
services in any of them branches will receive
prompt attention. OFFI03 n HALNy'S BLOCK, (ur
STAIRS), MAIN STSERT, SIUFDRTH. 118e:
McKillop Directory for 1893.
JOHN BENNEWIES, Reeve, .Dublin P. 0.
JAMES EVANS, Deputy Reeve, Beeohwood.
DANIEL MANLEY, Counoiller, Beeohwood.
WM. MeGAVIN, Councillor, Leadbury.
WILLIAM ABCHIBALD, Councillor, Leadbury.
JOHN C. MORRISON, Clerk, Winthrop.
SOLOMON J. SHANNON, Treasurer, Winthrop.
WM. EVANS, Assessor, Beechwood.
CHARLES DODDS', Collector, Seaforth.
R. W. B. SMITH, M. D., Medical Health Officer,
Seaforth.
RICHARD POLLARD, Sanitary Inspector, Lend.
bury.
Township of McKillop
COURT OF REVISION.
The Court for the Revision of the Aaeessment Roll
of the Township of McKillop will be held at Fulton's
Hotel, on
Monday May 29th, 1893,
at 1 o'clock p. m., of which all persons interested will
please take notice and govern themselves according-
ly. Appeals will be received until the 15th of May,
The owners of all property that has changed hands
since the ma -eminent wan made, will please notify the
Clerk of such change.
JOHN C. MORRISON, Clerk.
1324-4
THE WIDOW SPROWL.
TOLD BY WILLIAM IIUNTOON, STAGE DRIVER,
TO PATIENCE STAPLETON.
.1.••••••=1.•••••
I never wae much interested in wimmen,
probably because being dumped at the door
of a foundling asylum, at an early age, indi-
rutted my mother couldn't a been a ihining
light of affeotion. I like to think, though,
she was too poor to keep me as she would,
had it been possible. Yet a man don't live
. to be forty, as I was when I met the old
lady I tell about, without some romance
connected with wimmenkind. Sometimes
it's an old maid aunt who spoiled a man in
his youth—one of them old she saints in
New England towns, cheated out of a hus-
band by scarcity of men; sometimes it's a
pretty girl that married some one else. It
wan't that with me.
I never see a hummin' bird dartin' across
Mrs. Dick Sprowl's flower-bedonimmer time
now, but I think of a little Mexican senorita
who W 8 jest as quick and shining .with her
bright eyes and scarlet lips and wondrous
agile ways. A little thing, too, the easier
for a big man like me to carry and love—to
hold to hie heart when the fever was on her.
She came of fine folks and I never dared to
go back to Mexico after I stole her. Just
a short year of happinees, then a little grave
in the desertithat only God 'n me knows.
Her hair was so long and thick it was like a
shroud for her. In my dreams, now, I can
feel its long, cool length lying across my
face. She died with her great black eyes
wide open, lookin' into eternity without
flinchiu . She was buried with 'am open.
The aecond woman I cared for was all of
seventy, and came on me as startlin' as a
figure outer a boOk. She was looking out
of the coach winder as the teams halted and
drawed on my gloves to take the lines
when fresh.horses was put in.
" Mr, -Driver,', she says kinder pitiful,
wavin' my attention with a wrinkled hand
in a black mitt, "kin I ride 'long side of you;
it's mortal close boxed up in here? I never
was given to meddlinand I wun't be in
your way "
It was 'six o'clock on a July eienin' in
1862, tri hot as a sun scorched desert kin be,
het all day and waterlese for months. She
was the only paesenger, for people was 'hold
of Injune 'n was losin' faith in Denver. I
kuowed one man that offered land wuth in-
to millions now for an ox item to take him
away, which he didn't git so got rich in
spite of himself.
"I'd be pleseed to have ye," I says, help-
ing her out:,, "Now walk about a moment
and have a teup of tea; it's a long night's
ride ahead of us."
She was a most oncommon small old lady
—a reggae. "down East" grandma. She had
a dreadful net to brushing of herself, by
which I knew she was a tidy one. (They
house clean four times a year dowu there).
She wore a skimpy little black gown, a
white lace kerchief, pinned with a picture
of Washington framed in hair, a skuttle-
like bunnit of thin, black stuff, with a little
nape behind setting over a lace cap that was
pioned on a false -front of unnatural brown
hair. Old ladies used to wear them fronts,
ehowin' that female vanity don't reglar
never die out in 'ern.
"Ain't she jest a pictur' I" Mrs, Betts,
the station -keeper's wife says, oomin' out
to me whilst the old lady was takin' her
tea, "a dear old twirl like that in this God-
forsaken country that wan't never made to
live in by white folke. She asked me ef I
ever knowed a dark complected man named
Richard Sprowl ; says she's come away out
here to look for him. She's got pluck, but
he's likely some wurtliless trash, not good
for anything when found, and only give her
the more trouble."
She come out then, so I quit talkin', for I
wouldn't a hurt her trust even in a raskill
for the world. Mrs. Betts watched, tis outer
sight, as we drove off, the horees fresh,
lopin' along like colts. Believe she made up
a sandwich for the old lady, to, and never
charged her a cent for the tea, which Mrs.
Bette wan't never knowed to do afore. The
old lady didn't weigh nothin', and I swung
her up side of me, in the driver's seat, glad
of .company. Them plains is lone-
someness itself on a night that's
dark, but a moonlit one, when you
see and don't see neither, creeping things
folleringsghosts of dead men on'dead horses,
ain't no pleasure for # lone man. They're
so still, too, that when alone I've most heard
my heart beat when I see a blur of duet 'n
thought of lnjuns. There was a lot of 'gold
aboard, goin' out for to pay soldiers, 'n it
wan't Injuns mostly I feared, but Injuns 'n
renegade whiten that consorted with 'em,
and was more bent on robbing than revenge.
I anus 'lowed an Injun had some right to
be mad at white folks regularly. jumpin' his
land, when he had a good thing, but for a
white man that was low enough to play In -
jun, 'n associate with 'em, there was only
one remedy—a rope.
"Been a terrible dry summer outer here,"
she says, as we rid along, "there ain't a
mite o' night damp,neither ; you could walk
right over that ground 'thorn your rubbere
this time o' the even'."
" You conlel," I grinned, "1 gimes there
ain't been no rain on't for a year."
She girnme a doubtful look, like she'd
been fooled considerable afore,and pat away
in a little reticule the parcel Mrs. Bette had
given her.
" Folks is so neighborly in this desert
land," says she, "yet it do seem there'd
oughter be caravans here, 'n camels, 'n
strange men, mostly colored, talkin' foreign
tongues, like pictures in Bibles,—not our
kind of folks, 'n stages like back mot. I
ain't much appetite," she went on, shuttin'
the reticule with a little snap, "for I'm
moat seventy years old, 'n this is a long
journey."
I found myself talkin' chipper to cheer
her up, 'n -told her stories of Californy in'49,
but Iaffed most myself, for her mind was
wanderin' homeways.
"That same moon is lookin' down on my
little home to Siloam, Maine," she says,
arter a silence, "it sets on a crone road, jest
along a fringe of a forest of pines 'n spruce,
'n is gray as the bouldere in the pander, for
Jotham allus 'lowed to paint but never got
round to it. Liddy Ann Somas, that I left
in charge is, most like, waterin' my flowers,
thinkin' of me. The bound boy is fetchin'
home the cows 'bout this time; he's keer-
less 'n ginerelly forgits the young ones thet
comes to the bare 'n lows. I'd run across
'n let 'ern through. Cows ie sich grateful
critters. It's hot there, mebbe, 'n the flow-
ers drink the water like thirsty children, 'n
smells so sweet." -
"
What' S a bound boy ?" I asked, flickin'
the leaders with the lash.
• "One we take from the poor house till
they're growed. Sammy, the one we've got
was thin as a crow when he came, but is
fattened now; he do eat wonderful. The
other two I brOught up is growed men
gone for soldiers; both came to bid me g+d
bye, to git my blessing, callin"me mother.
Jotham used ter say I spited 'ern, but I tried
to do by 'em as I did by my own boy."
"The one that went away ?" I says.
" Yis, he run off twenty yeare ago, 'n
never wrote home a line."
She hunted for her handkerchief in the
bewildered sort of way that earn° over her
when she spoke of her lost son, who, some-
how, I placed as big a raskill as could
come of honest New England stock.
"You're a widder woman," I says, think
in,' belike, it was years ago.
"Jest a month, Mister Driver," she an-
awered, up straight again, wipin' her
eyes. "Jotham was failin' all winter, but
perked up come spring, 'n set by the kitchen
winder every day wetchin' the boy to work.
It looked out on the barn, too, 'n he could
see the critters; but when the weaeher got
hot I moved him to the eittinhroom, where
Children Cry for
THE HURON EXPOSITOR.
ACUTE or CHRONIC,
Can be cured by the use oE
SCOTT'S
EMULSION
of pure Cod Liver Oil, with
the Hypophosphites of Lime
and Soda. A feeble stomach
takes kindly to it, and its
continued use adds flesh, and
makes one feel strong and
well.
A,IITION."—Beware of substituted.
50o. and $1.00.
Belleville. Sold by all druggists,
Genuine prepared by Scott A Bowne.
11111111111SIUMMIlli
he sorter drooped. He could gee the parsin,
too, 'n lots of neighbors went outer their
way to go by 'n cheer him up. Then, I
didn't keer what folks would say, I moved
him back to the kitchen' and done cookin'
in the livin' room, butit was too late ; he
died 'titan' in his chair watchin' the cattle
come home. He never could be got to bed
a daytime, thinkin' it was shiftless. He was
set in- his ways 'n growed harder towards
Dicky and died against him, carryin' anger
into life everlastinh"
"Wal, I would to vermin that done me
dirt," I put in.
"Not to your own flesh and blood, Mis-
ter Driver," she 'said, steadily: "Laws me1
I've been so drove sence I came to look for
Dicky I get wanderin' in my mind. Las'
night, joltin' in the stage, I thought I was
to home and the bound boy was elattin'
'round the kitchen; he's a dredful noisy
boy. Then, I seemed to hear the hens Nick -
lin pleased, as they does airly mornin' ;
seemed most as I could smell the blows in
the garden. This land outer here, reachin'
to nowhere, don't 'pear right, somehow, as
If the mercy of Providence didn't extend
over if. Then,again,I seemed to be travelin'
to town behind the old mare that we raised
from a colt—the bound boy a blubberin' as
he done all the way. I see Liddy Ann
Somes wavin' good-bye, but she seemed the
gal agin that used to keep company with my
Dicky, 'n ain't never merried, neither,
though she's had chances."
"He's lucky in havinghtWo good wimmen
to keer for him," I says.
Mebbe, but Jotham allus sed that done
him hurt, Jotham was near in hie ways,
he'd queer tricks, too, of goin' up garret,
Sunday arternoons, scuttlin' round, for I
could hear him down attars. Most hie last
word, when he was dyin',was, 'Eaves,Sairy,
eaves;' ef I hadn't connected 'em with the
garret I'd never knowed. Two days arter
the funeral, I sent the bound boy to the
parstur, though I knowed the blue -berries
wan't ripe, 'n I went up garret. There,
under the eaves, in all the old broken crock-
ery I'd missed for years, was gold money
hid away. I found with the farm I was
wuth nigh ten thoueand dollars, but he'd
left a will—Dicky wan't to have a cent of it.
I felt, though, I'd airnt part, for I've work-
ed hard 'n bore Jotham seven children; so
I took my -rightful share to go look for my
boy. An old man in the village, who'd got
back from Californy, had met Dicky there,
not mor'n a year ago, 'n he give me direc-
tions, but sometimes ammo I started I've
sorter mistrueted whether he wee right, for
he got queer in his mind, though he could
play the fife all right 'n does it most the
time, worritin' his wife dreadful."_
She set up to git her breath while I looked
behind to a queer blur I'd seen for the last
mile or so, and hurried the teams a bit. I
could jest pictur the old lady settin' out,
the bound boy blubberin' as the old white
mare jogged along, and I know she give one
kinder scared look at the gra.ve-yard they
passed, feelin' most as if Jotham would
rise outer his grave to stop her meanderings.
What a night it was 1 The wind Wowed
cool from the mountains as we drawed near
'em, and the round silver moon was high
overhead, peoplin' the desert with things
that were not—shadows that crept along in
distance and quiet. Lord ! it was that still
had a man been a -foot he'd 'most a heard
the stare rnovin' in the sky, which is a fancy
of mine from lone times, that if our hearin'
was fine enough we'd note wonderful music
from the sky as the far pale moons and suns
circle's around in everlaetin' progreee.
I had two white teams which, in general,
I dislike, connectin' a White horse with bad
lunk ; martin they make a good mark for the
evil disposed' but the off leader was a noble
horse, of goodsize and speerit, ite game a
beast as a man could ride for his life on and
win. The blur of dust behind was still a-
follerin'. I whistled under my breath,wish-
ing I hadint that gold aboard, for money at-
tracts carrion somehow like a dead horse on
the desert.
"Them leetle perarie doge is cheerful,"
she says, breakin' the silence "minds me o'
the chipmunks to home, ;hey 'seta up an'
chats so neighborly -like to one another.
Mercy, though, what strange beasts is in
/tars wilderness ! horned cattle with whisk -
e'
les buffeter, that seems like's curse outer
Seripture, comin' with a roar like _thunder,
a-sweepin' by with their little red eyee
gleaminh Some parsed the stage one day ;
the driver sed if we'd happened to be in
their path, they'd blotted out stage 'n all,
seen antelope, like deer to home, 'xcept
that white on 'am, which seems carelese-like
in their makin', givin' sich a mark to shoot
'em by; then them oneightly beasts, like
wolves, that 1 can't think the name of."
" Siete'?"
" Yes, kiyotez. I seen some one night
feastin' on a dead horse that had been a
noble creature; they was teethe' off the
meat with fearful howls ; they quit, goin' a
little ways off when we parsed, 'n set on
their haunches,eshriekin' evil enough arter
us. Seems like I couldn't die on this
desert for fear o' them meddling with my
bones."
"I'll haul you to a settlement," I says.
did'nt tell her that some men, with Ofe yet
In 'etn, tortured 'n bound byInjuns, had
been food for the same kiotes—that is the
worse horror to me. I looked behind 'n
drawed a deep breath; that dust was steadi-
ly gainin' on us.
" You ain't a scared woman, be you ?" I
asked," given to grabbin' reins or fallin' in
faintin' spells ?"
"1 broke colts when I was a gal," she
'said, proud enough. "I've had seven chil-
dren, 'n buried six. No man I ever knowed
could a lived through the mortal pain I've
suffered of body 'n mind. Vet a man
thinks all es wimmeu is poor speerited crea-
tures."
" But firearms, mairm ?" I put in, kinder
shamed.
" I shot a hawk onc't that swooped down
on my chickens. How proud Dicky was of
',male shot! 'n he stuffed the great bird,
which is home now where he tacked it on
the wall."
That brought out the handkerchief again,
but, arter a pause, she asked me 'bout my
life in tha West; so I told her of Californy,
the overland trail, 'n Cherry Creek, in '59,
that busted me. Then she wanted me to $
think slow and try to recollect if I ever met
a man named Richard Sprowl. I Couldn't,
suggestin' maybe he'd took another name—
lots did jest for the fun o' the thing, I said, b
but she wouldn't hear to thet—Dloky wasn't
the kind to be ashamed of his father's honest
name. Then I asked her to tell Inc what
he looked like.
"He was oncommon dark compleoted,"
she said, slowly, "for folks said there was
Injun blood in the Sprowl's, though Jotham
wouldn't hear to it. His hair was straight
and black, he was jest as white -skinned as a
gal, never tanned much nor growed red.
When he was mad he'd turn as white as a
sheet, 'n his eye. would jest blaze. He was
a dreadful stubborn baby, 'n would most
frighten me settin' his little month, starin'
with them great eyes. He growed farst 'n
avas all of six foot when he went away, but
hed small feet 'n hands, 'n used to grease
his boots every night to keep 'em neat. He
was aline tasty in his dress, 'n his pa quer
-
relied with him for runnin' in debt for a suit
of store clothes 'n paper collars. 1 couldn't
blame Dicky, for the suits I made was
clumsy lookini—I never could get the tails
of a coat to set right. Then Dicky would
go to dances to the village 'n pa was Metho-
dis"n :set agin 'em as wicked, so one night
Dicky run away."
The handkerchief went under the skuttle
bunnit while I thought of men I'd knowed
the description would fit. There wasn't but
one, a card -sharper and all-round raskill
nicknamed Icicle Dick—never knowed what
elee he was called. His hands 'n feet was
upcommon small, he was tasty in his dress,
his hair black as an Iniunis, hie eyes big,
black as velvet with a blaze in 'em when he
was mad, a man that never turned honest
red, but growed white even to the lips before
he struck. The kind that carries a knife ;
in comparison with which a men who carries
a gun is a good citizen. A cool one, too,
with an aggravatin' . smile, wore it jest the
same when the vigilantes gave him an hour
to quit Red Gulch.
"A minute will do, gents, if you're eo
pressed," he says, and rode off, leaving a lot
of money and a faro lay -out in his tent.
Folks thought he was Spanish, and I never
could believe him a graft on honest old New
England stock.
"No," I said, " I never knowed such a
man as your son was."
I gave the big white a flick of the lash
and he leaped and snorted, full of play.
"They're good beasts to go," she said.
"1 hope se, marm." I hesitated to tell
her yet all the while that follerin' dust was
gainin' on us, and no honest travellers was
on our trail oomin' from the north. But
she'd got to know.
"Fish out," I says, "two guns and a re-
volver under the box. They're loaded."
"1 ain't a mite afeered," she smiled,
stoopin' down to get them. "Only, Mr.
Driver, if there's Injuns behind ue wbioh
you've been a-watchin', don't leave me alive
for 'em to scalp. I ain't but a few gray hairs
under my false front, 'n I can't, at my age,
part with 'em. Laws, what a start they'd
git lain my front." ,
, "You're game, old lady; now git up on
your knees to take a look at 'em."
I had my hands full with the teams that
were speeding finder the whip, leaving, I
hoped, the dust far behind. She pushed the
ekuttle bunnit back, and climbed up quick
as a cat.
Ping! went a bullet whizzing past her
head.
" Land o' mercy," she cried. "1 was
thinkin"em honeet folks hurryin' for com-
pany, 'n hating to git them guns. There's
three—no, four on 'em, one ahead on a big
gray horse."
" Gainin''on us ?" I shouted. The teams
were on the gallop.
Ping ! went a second bullet through the
top of my sombrero, as I rose on my feet
hauling the horses in.
" Comin' faret. I don't want to take life,
but if they're evil men let me try that gun
jest once, I won't lie side of this trail to be
eat by mongrel wolves,"
" Stiddy, old lady 1" I shouted, " I kin
manage four; sit here, quick, grab the lines
so; now hang on for your life, and keep 'ern
straight. Brace your feet, guide 'em if you
kin, and don't let go. We've got a fighting
chance,"
I examined the guns and threw off my
coat. Then I looked at the four ilot up like
Injuns, with feathers, but I knowed 'em ;
they was riding horses, not pintos mud I kin
t ,
smell Injuns a mile. '11
• p‘ Halt !" says a voice. " Sto that
.--
stage !"
I poked up my head, something stung me
in the cheek, glanoin off, mercifully missing
the horses that were on the dead run. It
takes more time to write this than it took
me to get out of the scrape. A dark horee
swerved ahead by the gray, passed, and
then there was a puff of smoke from my old
gun, and down the rider went, the horse fly-
ing across the land with empty saddle and
clanking stirrups.
The big gray, frightened, bolted to t e
left. He seemed a handful, even for his
rider, but the other two, on dark horse
came steadily on,meanin' to separate an
come on either sie of the stage. Befo
they dreamed it, something hit 'em. I ma
the old gun speak. Black with powder,
dripping with my own blood, I felt the rage
to kill rise in me. It's in all men, only
sleeping. They begun the fight and I had
the square thing on my side. The first dark
horse was on his knees, his rider under him.
'The second rider, with a wild cry, grasped
his horse round the neck steadying himself,
,
and galloped back clown the trail.
• The big gray was coming fast again, tear-
ing down the road. If the old lady held
out there was hope. He didn't know how
few we were, but the horses were on a run-
away splurge and the coach rocked like a
ship in a gale. 1 see he was a monstrous
big man; his arm with the revolver looked
as long as the coach, and the gun spoke
lively, too. We dodged, hoping the horses
would be spared ; let one fall and it was all
day with us. I tookitime to note the big
white leader, and I never see a finer, etids
dier lope in harness. I think in his horse
mind he was tickled at the race he was run-
ning with the big gray, who was thundering
close behind. 1
I couldn't get a shot at the man; he
dodged this way and that, till he was beside
the coach, and then he fired at my driver.
In a tit of rage I forgot all caution, leaped
atop the coach and with a Colt's revolver,
45 -calibre, I hurled red -hell down upon him.
Did I hit? 1 don't know. The ugliness of
his bore° saved me, for the great beast rear-
ed and'swerved, and flung him. He wai
wounded, the man, I knew later, and he
spun around like e top as he dropped, then
the gray, more maddened than ever, daelted
ahead of the coach, and the galloping horse
dragging that awful something by his aide
in the dust, under hie hoofs, and my teams,
clear gone crazy, started across the plains,
flying from it. I jumped on the dasher,and
hauled and hauled, till I felt every tense
muscle would crack in me.
"Hang to 'em ! Hang to 'em 1" shouted
the old lady. "They're a stoppin'. They've
worn me out."
They stopped at last, first into a run, into
a trot, into a tired lope, of sheer despera-
tion, then sudden to a stand -still, led by the
big white, who seas as decent a horse as I
ever drove. He knowed his business. Their
mouths dripped blood, and there wasn't a
spot as big as the palm of your hand clear of
foam on 'em.
I fetched out my flask, took a big drink,
and handed it to • the old lady. Guess I
swore as I told her to take a drink, for she
minded meek enotigh, though she said she
was used only to Currant wide. I told her
this was a country of red licker, not home
made poisons. Site tore up a white under -
petticoat, making.me turn my back, but I
ee it was trimmed with a sort o' kind o'
homemade tatting all the same, which must
a cost her a lot of work ; and ehe bound up
my ehoulder, pinning tbe bandage with that
reaetpin with the picture of Washington on
Pitcher's Castoria.
ortt
caryciari
171COokirt topooft
.52211 A/1;V
for
gUEti
ogy,
°fro Lege is the
OLIV
ma fity walks eases.
healfitarui
An OM--
that mote mrerfkilde &atm
siert* muich
trans food co€0441.16.1ariL
hosageseeneweehe
fooei cooked in.
CuitsaLt is
4411C31.1612 Cid I 1C 10 &Sip
hollthFul co tftforti
• t
11 *YOU uea
s e %oil= LI Ti
liadeonlypy
N. K. FAIRBASIK & CO.,
Wellington and Ann Streets,
MONTREAL.
it; then, after another pnll at the Usk, I
started the teams Meng.
The go was out 'em and they ambled slow
enough, but I was sure mir little entertain-
ment was over for the night, at lesst as far
as the four was concerned. A ways on the
trail I see something black ahead which the
big white shied at. The stirrup must a
broke or he wouldn't be there nor anywhere
bat ecattered along for miles.
"Do yo think that's him ?" asked the old
lady, e.wsome like.
What'e left," I answered, throwing the
horses back into the road'; I couldnt drive
over him.
"Wali, we're goin to Stop 'n take him in,
its only Christian."
"Re had much thought of taking our
corpses for burial when he was chasing es
back there."
"Don't make no di*erence he's right
close 'n I couldn't rest ie my bed if them
kiwores was manglin' hirn."
"On account of the kibtee, all right, old
lady; besides I d like to see what he looks
like—he had nerve that feller."
We got down and turned him over, he
was lying on hie face begrimed with dust
and blood. A band of Nun feathers was
tight on his head and she pulled that off
when I went back to the coach for the jug
of water I had. I was eure, though the man
had long, black hair and an Injun git up, he
wasn't Injun,"
"He's alive," she says when I reached
her, " his heart beats."
"Cheated justice ef he wan't, that's all,"
I said, sponging him off. I didn't want him,
dead or alive. It was most light as day 'n
I could see plain the man Wasn't Injun now
he was washed, and wais most particular
good looking—in a greaser way. The old
lady lifted his head while I poured water
down his throat, then of a sudden he lifted
his great, black eyes staring with the
strangest look I ever see right into her face.
"Its Icicle Dick," I cried without think-
ing. "1 knew' his face was familiar. Can t
leave him to be eat alive. I 'spose you can
manage his lege ?"
"
She was all trembly, though, queerly up-
set and bad been so brave all along; I never
see a man no braver.
We got him in the coach, and she lifted
his head on her lap, makire him comfortable
as a mother might.
"You ain't goin' to stay in here all alone
with that carrion," I said short enough.
"It ain't the first time, Mister Driver,"
she saya, with the saddest face I ever see on
any one, even by an open grave. "Many
a long night I have prayed by his little bed
that God would riper° me one. He an-
swered my prayer, which, atter this awful
night, I can most wish He hadn't a done.
Its—its the boy that run away—my son,
Richard."
The words came slow, like each was a
heart pang. I shet the stage door on her sor-
row that was too great for an outsider to
witness, too pitiful, most, for human beings
to bear.
CHAPTER II.
We wrapped the renegade in blankets
when we took him into the stage station -
house, where we arrived hours late, the
folks thinking the Injuns had got us. I
made 'ern think he was hurt by 'em in a
little brush we hed, and they never knowed
no different. She took keer of him in a tent
in the corral, wishing it so, and I didn't see
her for a matter of two weeks, being laid up
in Denver, with my wound, which didn't
make me feel none too pleasant to her likely
son. Yet when I was driving again, and
'bout to mount the box, having &raked arter
her, but not wishing to see him, she come
out in her old skuttle bunnit to ask for the
matter of a few minutes talk with me. I
follered her like a lamb.
"Them soldier men you've got for a load
is gettin' ticker
,
" she says,"so you kin spare
time to see Ricliard."
" Which I hain't no great desire to do,"
a"8Ii
'Inow that, but you've helped me once
Mister Huntoon, 'n I helped you. I'm proud
to be acquainted with you."
"Same here, niarm," and I went into the
tent, where the renegade was lying on a bed
of straw, looking white enough, his hair
jabbed Off, his chin covered with a scraggly
beard.
"Hullo Bill! old Bill, of Red pulch," he
grinned.
"You ain't hung yet," I said, sad like,
and sighed.
"1 lopped off them queer locks," maid the
old lady, "though he didn't like it none too
Spoiled me for a picturesque frontiers-
man,' he groaned.
"You are so picturesque," I snapped.
"Now, Mister Buntoon," put in the old
lady, fearing we was going to quarrel, " I
want you to let Richard 'n me set up on the
box seat along o' you to Denver; there I
want you to give him shelter in that 'dobe
cabin you said you owned, not for long, but
just for to hide him, as he says there s
money offered for him."
"Dead er alive, five hundred dollars," he
added, pleasantly.
a'r`roP.m„ willin' to oblige you, even to keerint
for a jailbird," I said, "but net for long,
tn
"It won't be."
"You two are taking lots of trouble," he
says, with that aggravating smile a man
would like to smash hie face for. "I've
(Continued on page 7.)
Children Cry for 'Pitcher's Castoria.
Disappolntment
Owing to cold and backward weath-
er, our business during the month of
April has been a great disappointment,
leaving • on our hands t large quantity
of
Fine Boots aiid Shoes
That would otherwise have been sold.
During the whole
Month of May
Our efforts will be to so increase sales
that we may make up for the shortage
in April. We can only hope to do
this by offering extra value through-
out the whole stock of
Ladies', Misses' and Children's
Fine Boots and Laced Ox-
ford Shoes
In Red, Black and Tan Colored.
Men's and Boys' Fine and Heavy
Goods of all kinds.
Don't pay a fincy price for a pair of
Fine Shoes, until you see what we
have to offer you. Our stock of
New Hats and Caps, Trunks and
Valises, Crockery, China
and Glassware.
A full stock of the freshest and best
GROCERIES that money can buy.
Everything in Tinware.
Butter, Eggs and Potatoes wanted.
Good Brothers,
NEW CHEAP STORE, SEAFORTH
WE DYE
All kinds of fabrics on our own prem-
ises. We don't have to send them out
of town.
WE CLEAN
Faded and soiled clothing to look like
new. Bring along your dresses and
suits before the rush &AS in. We
always do a good job, and we do it
CHEAP.
All you have to do to get to our place
is to
Follow the Pointers
On Market Street from the corner of
Main Street.
J. W. SNELL,
High Street, Seafortlanext door to T.Kidd' residence
GILL E T 's
PURE
POWDERED
PUREST, STRONGEST, BEST.
Ready for use in any quantity. Foo making Soap,
Softening Water, nisi nfecti ng, and a btu:Arad other
uses. A can equals 20 pounds Sal Soda.
Sold by All Grocers and Druggists.
111.. W..Grii..1,M11"1", ircorcrzitcs.
A Great Clearing Sale
—NOW GOING ON AT—
G.AULTS,Seaforth
As I have made up my mind to make a change in
my business, I will offer nay entire stock of both Dry
Goods and Groceries at wholesale prices FOR Qum.
I will juet mention the prices of a few articles, as
I have not space to give a full list. I will sell as
follows :
5 pounds Tapioca for 25c
5 " Prunes for Mc
8 a Sulphur for 26c
12i " Whitening for 25c
123 " Washing Soda for 25c
3 ,, Honey for 25c
4 cans Blueberries for 25c
3 I I Tomatoes for. 25c
3 I , Corn for. 25o
3 a Peas for 25c
3 I 6 Pumpkins for. - 25c
2 4 t Salmon for
2 4 4 Sardines for
250
25e
5 large bars Dingman's Soap for 25c
8 bars Eureka Soap for 2Se
5 pound bar Jubilee Soap for 25c
4 pound bar Dietheloth Soap for 2ric
3 pounds Mixed Candy for 25o
4 pounds Boneless Fish for 25o
2 pounds Tea for 25c
3 packages Corn Starch for 25o
3 cans Mackerel for 2fro
2 pounds Dried Peaches for 25c
I have a very large stock of Green,
Black and Japan Teas at all prices,
which will be reduced to wholesale
prices. A large lot of very fine po-
tatoes, which will be sold at 50c per
-bushel.
All kinds of Dry Goods will be sold
at wholesale prices.
A. G. AULT.
WAJLI
P_Los..P H TR,
From 5c per roll upwards. Borders
to match.
WINDOW SHADES
OHEA.PER THAN EVER.
CALL AND SEE THEM.
Baby Carriages
AT ROOK BOTTOM PRICES.
OW. PAPST,
SEAFORTR.
MAY 263, 1893
• SEAFORTH
Musical Instrument
MIZEPOIZIT714,1
Scott Brothers(
PROPRIETORS,
SEAFORTH, ONTARIO,
ANew York; W,
Bali latCI4o.,CIGSithauestp—hpu; Dommin'ion Piano Qom.
any, Bowmanville.
D. W.
GKaArnNszSceeTwds
W.oBoeli &O.
Co., G
.Dominion Organ Company, Bowmanville ;
tok
The above Instruments always on hand, also a few
good seoond-hand Pianos and Orgaras for sale at
from $25 upwards. Instruments sold on the instal.
meet plan, or an terms to suit customers. Violin!,
)onoertinas and small instruments on hand also:sheet
Ansi; hooks &o.
SCOTT BROS.
FARMERS,
A,TTENTION!
All patties requiring Farm Machin-
ery, Implements and Repairs, would
do well to call at ,
Hugh Grieve'sWareroom
- —OPPOSITE—
John Dorsey's Blacksmith Shop
Before purchasing elsewhere, as he
keeps repairs for the Massey -Harris,
Patterson, Wisner, Goady, Mason and
Coleman machinery and implements,
and he is also agent for the Baia
wagon, Massey -Harris binder and
mower,- drills, rakes, dm; the Oolemaa
roller and a full stock of Plows con-
stantly on hand.
HUGH GRIEVE, Seaforth.
0
"i go
on
X Go
0
rn I -I
c -t-
15
p Crf —
0
ca cD
0 --ti
ei- PT'
g
0, 0 tz" c.f.- 1—I
i-tl, d2 gleD• (1:'
zi. ti.
14 Pc" ri 5
0 0 0 lezi ril
Go 0 11-1
20 es. A: 0
_ _.. ,....,
0 o ca e -f-
-
,-t
a E.: ccD,Clq
0 1:--fg zri 111
.
P
cep, g P
cl- 0 0 1..1 • /.1
c4
a *I ''-'
ow , ..51:1 Sr
a
CDOet. ..4
m te-e' de glei CD
eh r21 =
e 1 - Pa
CD 0 fr2 .
a
1E1 • Et-' '1:' CM CD
20m., cji-21- = tut
0
0)
1:74
20 PA go
gl, 0 n•1:$
1:5-1 all 'ell 5
a) 71- En
0
..r. a, w
m P.9 E.cfg
'Mds iv-maaia
cn
I 5,
og..
CD: PC°
Pc— 0
1-4
:74
E. a, enci)
R't
`J.311311.L8 PIIVW
ili ccni_ 5*F21 cri
0 •t:1 le ti X go
;a 1,:i 0o
i4 t/ 11:: 1E41
o' p 1:0 . 0
1
.. . 20 ,.., c -t-
4'-''''
0 A p
2 El Z
:4 P gLi
John S. Porter's
Undertaking and Furni-
• ture Emporium,
EAFORTH, ONTARIO.
OUTSIDE OF THE COMBINATION.
Funerals furnished on the shortest notice,
d satisfaction gut anteed. A large assort -
fent of Caskets, Coffins and Shrouds, ha.,
ways on hand of the best quality. The best
of Embalming FTuki aged free of charge and
prices the lowest. Fine Hearse.
8. T. HOLMES, Funeral Director. Res:t-
ome — GODERICH STREET, directly op-
te the Methodist churoh in the house
ormerly occupied by Dr. Soot*.
The Old Established.
BROADFOOT'S,
Planing Mill and
Sash and Door Factory,
sm.A.m °Pala_
This old and well-known establishment is still
running at full blast, and now has better facilities
than ever before to turn out a good article for a
moderate prioe. Sash and doors of all patterns al-
ways on hand or made to order. Lumber drafted on
short notice and in any way desired. All kinds of
lumber for sale on reasonable terms. Sbiwles kept
constantly on hand, Estimates for the hirnishing
of buildings in whole or in part given on applieation.
None but the beet of material used and workman-
ship guaranteed. Patronage solicited.
1209
J,; H. BROADFOOT, Seaforth.
MARRIAGE LICENSES
ISSUED AT
THE HURON EXPOSITOR OFFICE
SE.A.FORTE, ONTARIO?
••••MIIM•10.1•110MIS
P40 Wit -TN ESSES
Botli th
ByruP
srcn:hdye rs:e:ly
e
te:
tiavre
cheed
ceptabi
• 'its sea°
-effects,
bealth
to
lop
Syru
bottles
Amy" re.
promp:
•
Utz"'
CAII
zoo
, ictotolnohhwf 1 Ilgl le, d, uei,yt nt:Rh. I hmustP, re:Boetiatbi Il
hini git ?II
want qua
my gun n.
ing,47wdaelnii
toavielr, "a Ve
• night,: rY; letrTa;!lor bisoile:lug
there—hie
ma's V7 0
" Diekr,
-Gnu:via:I .
wouldn't
*opt, oy, i ilog:hi,r8ce ,
as a corp
flu
thought
-plirmiI Dtoon, pePwiargisg. i
there il
risi n:7a
tipay,
rowL. t
we was o
w
•
ir
and pron
4 1* op3 I 1; itisonitatu:hindept al.risko
Rl
bad my 1
look
okt
'fore the
piazza Ng
tdwheiewth: I:it gi,:,
ilia arm.
th4eirle,11Rell
$M..'
my boas
In th
gun. B
I Inii f5eh
‘ ' vester te1 '
kin"dIerai:
pink on
thinkof
•aryo
tfilyololi!osuniv' detent
I. was;
fur as a
t1::i at::: di::: ooini'hod:gf ceteai 1/4
- kll- here, I ato far
un:uf &dnt 01.vta fe,ergi:
you'll g
Stood,riI4heye rnolj:
1,11 it::::: ia:ti41 77:eiti:rn:leeteleiirrol net:i.131:::1'
1$ ;cit:
jti:rtn'isetvheiGi 1
gels iwely
•p e
is qi eu"ca NrVe
Come
got ftesihtPeriI neeera :ftUbiEnti
Then
r:eda:
net, U
eiru.'
We w
te