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JOHN J. HUGGARD.
Barrister, Solicitor,
Notary Public, Etc.
(Seattle Mock - - Seaforth, Ont.
R. S. HAYS
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and Notary Public. Solicitor for the
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VETERINARY
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JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin-
ary College. All disease of domestic
animals treated. Calls promptly at-
tended to and charges moderate. Vet-
erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office
and residence on Goderich Street, one
door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea -
forth. .
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Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of Toronto. All
diseases of domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
(charges reasonable. Day or night
calla promptly attended to. Office on
Maim. Street, H!ensall, opposite Town
Mall. Phone 116.
MEDICAL
DR. E. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant New York Ophthal-
mel . and Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Rye and. Golden Square Throat Hos-
pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial
Motel, Seaforth, third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3m.
11 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
DR. W. C. SPROAT
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine,
University of Western Ontario, Lon-
don. Member of College of Physic-
ians and Surgeons of Ontario.. Office
In Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St.,
Seaforth. Phone 90.
DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL
Honor graduate of Faculty of
Medicine and Master of Science, Uni-
versity of Western Ontario, London.
Member of College of Physicians and
Surgeons of Ontario, , Office 9 doors
east of post office. Phe e 56, Hensall
Ontario. 3004 -ti
DR. A. NEWTONittRADY
Bayfield. `
Graduate Dublin University, Ire-
hetd. Late Extern Assistant Master
Rotunda Hospital for Women and
children, Dublin. Office at residence
lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons.
Hours: 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.,
Sendays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26
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'. DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence Goderich Street,
mast of the United Church, Sea -
forth Phone 46. Coroner for the
County of Huron.
DR. C. MACKAY r
C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin-
ity University, and gold medalist of
Trinity Medical College; member of
the College of Physicians and Sur-
geons of Ontario.
DR. H. HUGH ROSS
Graduate of University of Toronto
?acuity of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians and Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate courses in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ;
Royal Ophthalmis Hospitals London,
land•; University Hospital, Lon-
don, England. Office-Baek of Do-
minlon Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night calls answered from residence,
,lrietaria Street, Seaforth.
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DR. J. A. MUNN
Graduate of Northwestern Univers-
ity Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal
College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto.
Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St,
Seaforth. Phone 151.
DR. F. J. BECHELY
Graduate Royal College of Dental
Burgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R.
Smiths Grocery, Main Street, Sea -
forth. Phones: Office, 185 W; resi-
dence, 185 J.
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1Jiem'ber Engineering Institute of Can-
ada. Office, Seaforth, Ontario.
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of Huron and Perth. Correspondence
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Half Breed
A Story of the Great Cowboy West
By LUKE ALLAN
(Continued from last week)
Across the valley her ears strained
to the sounds of the night herders.
e When at last she heard one approach-
ing, he crowded the horses before her
into a slow walk. The oncoming cow-
boy seemed to divine the movement,
for her spurred faster. In a minute
he would know. Pressing spurs into
herr horse, the bunch broke into a trot,
then into an easy gallop; and she
urged thein no faster.
The cowboy circling wide that his
haste might not stampede them, ut-
tered an exclamation as she loomed
through the darkness. Immediately
she fired, the flash cutting above his
head. It stopped him, as she intend-,
ed, and with a shout across to
his companions he made full speed for
assi'stan'ce.
Mira had worked' it all out. He
would make the ranch in twelve min-
utes and telephone the Police. In
twenty minutes at the most they
would be on her track -not the slight-
est chance for her, even with a half
dozen to help, to get eight or ten stol-
en horses into the Hills, fifteen miles
away. A faint tingue on the top of
Mount Abbot, the highest peak in the
Hills, told her that in less than an
hour it would be daylight out there
on the prairie.
Yet she did not hurry . . . Now
the cowboy would be alarming the
ranch . . . . now the Police
were at the telephone . . now
commencing the chase. Well, the
fates favoured her -Corporal Mahon
was not there to be in the end. She
smiled wanly and looked up into the
dawning day with a strange new in-
terest.
The horses stopped to browse in a
coulee, and she drew up behind them,
watching back toward the Past. When
she caught the movement there, a
moment of panic seized her. A tear
stole down her cheek, but she dashed
it away and started the horses on
gain.
When he knew he was out of hear-
ing, Blue Pete turned and rode north-
west. In such darkness none but he
could have held such a pace, scorning
trails and clearings, aiming always
for the prairie to the north-west
where he knew Mira had gone. And
even he, when he broke from the trees
showed marks of his reckless ride, for
his face was dripping, and a big rent
in his chaps told of the risks he had
taken. Growling to himself, he saw
with alarm that Whiskers was so fag-
ged he must let her rest. When he
re -saddled, a glimmer of light was
touching the prairie. With straining
eye and ear he started aimlessly
northward and presently the gallop.
of, distant horses sent him into the
cover of a roll in the prairie, where
he waited. But not until he made out
the thunder of the pursuing Police
was he really alarmed. Hastily peer-
ing over, he took but one quick look
and then dug his great spurs into
Whiskers' sides.
"She's a devil -a devil -a devil!"
he drummed aloud to the pounding of
his rush. "An' I didn't guess! I'm a
ool-a fool!"
Nearer came the running horses -
so near that where he lay he could
have roped Mira as she passed. But
his eyes were fixed on two racing Po-
licemen less than half a mile be-
hind. A sudden plan took shape in
his mind. Riding up until another
foot would expose him, he removed his
vest and took it firmly in both hands,
and as the first Policeman tore along
within twenty yards he suddenly spur-
red over the rise, waving his vest
furiously. •So swift and timely was
his move that he had to swing aside
to avoid a collision. The Police horse,
Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyan-
terrified, leaped to one side, stumbled,
and plunged away riderless.
Blue Pete, merely glancing at the
unhorsed Policeman, turned his at-
tention to his companion a hundred
yards away. With a groan he re-
cognized Corporal Mahon. One quick
glance he threw after Mira, thea
shifted his rifle to his left hand and
raised it unsteadily. As he pulled
the trigger his eyes closed, and a
wave of dizziness seized him so that
he clung to the pommel, Whiskers
shifting about uneasily all the time,
as if protesting against what her
rider was doing. When he saw that
he had missed, for a terrible moment
the rifle pointed steadily at the
khaki coat. But numbness seemed
to seize his arms, and the rifle fell
nervelessly.
"God help her!" he groaned. "She's
got to take her chances."
The fallen Policeman was limping
after his horse. Blue Pete's eyes
were rivetted on the chase, every
move of it reflected in his face. He
saw Mira look back and, as if struck
by a sudden terror, madly apply quirt
and spurs. Before that Blue Pete
know that she was not trying to es-
cape.
"She's saw him," he breathed. "God,
oh. God!" It was like a prayer.
He drew the back of his hand a-
cross his eyes as Mahon's fresher
horse gained rapidly. Mira bent ov-
er her horse's neck whispering to it
for the last effort that responds only
to the human voice, but Mahon was
riding hard, reckless of badger holes
and cactus. Blue Pete fancied the
crowding Policeman would halve wel-
comed a fall that would' relieve him
of the 'eyeful duty ahead.
Mira's weary horse stumbled, as if
in its weariness it had been unable
to avoid a badger hole in the way,
swayed in its stride, and at the very
edge of the trees, with a hundred. hid-
ing places only a few yards away,
Agave a 'eho1dng gasp and fell. Mira
! ((
leaped from ;the saddle and ran, but
a big bay horse ploughed across her
path. For a second or two she faced
Mahon, defiant, her breath coming in
gasps.
"Oh!" she moaned then. "Oh!" And
that was all.
His own suffering flooded his eyes
so that she could not fail to see it.
And suddenly she threw herself on
the ground and hid her face in her
arm, sobbing hysterically.
"I thought -,you were away. I --I
didn't want you to -have to do it.
Ohl Ohl
CHAPTER XXIV
ALONE
The old cave behind the drooping
vines was different now. Blue Pete
raised the veil of green with hesitat-
ing hand and looked in, as if half
expecting proof that he had been
dreaming out there through that ter-
rible half hour on the' prairie.
Standing pp the threshold, he peer-
ed everywhere about the cave so
crowded with . memories of the only
real friends he ever knew. He saw
the dishes on the table as she had
pushed them back for their last les-
son, and his roving eyes lighted on a
bright green skirt hanging on the
rocky rwall. Her stool -the one he
hal laboured so hard to make for her
-stood against the table as she had
risen from it. With working lips he
turned to drop the ivy.
' But Whiskers, impatient at his 'back
whinnied and darted past to the stable
she knew best; and he listened eag-
erly as she nosed among the remains
of last night's feed. Hat in hand, he
let the vines fall behind him and
stood reverently inside, his face bent
to the ground as, if in worship.
He could not bear to look yet on
these mute evidences of her presence
there such a few short hours ago -
the little tasks awaiting her ready
but unaccustomed hand, the green
skirt she had worn so badly and spent
so many weary hours to repair, the
stool she loved, the books lying as
they had ended their last communion.
A whimper from the darkness at
the rear recalled him. Juno was
there waiting -waiting for one who
would never return now. Surely she
must know, else she would have met
him in the usual stately way. It was
as if the cave were too sacred for
noisy demonstration, too full of
crowding' memories of joy that would
never return.
With a spasmodic, half -blinded
movement, he seized the green skirt
and buried his face in its fold's, and a
sigh like a sob heaved his shoulders.
Gathering it carefully in a roll he
placed it in a box where she had kept
her few clothes. The dishes he col-
lected in a pan), just as they were, and
hid them behind the stove. The chair
-her chair -he stood looking down
on for a long time, and he left it as
she had risen from it last. The funny
new tins she had made him purchase
he stacked along the walls; he would
need only the old bent teapot and the
frying pan now.
From the ledge, back in the deeper
shadows, he drew reverently a 'bit of
charred stick. A score of times a day
he was always picturing it -a little
thing, but a brilliant spot in his un-
couth life. They had been sitting one
evening after supper, she working at
the torn skirt, he saying little but
thinking and watching much. And
when he drew his old corn -cob pipe
from his belt and filled it, she leaned
back to the stove with a laugh that
thrilled him, and handed to him a
lighted splinter of wood.
With a pang he, realized how much
like real housekeeping their life there
had been -as he had never pictured
Ifor himself in his wildest dreams. It
i swept over him, the keenest agony
he had ever felt, that he would never
see her again; for he knew what was
1 awaiting the rustler at the hands of
the law. Two years at least! Two
'years! IHiis hands pressed over his
eyes and a groan burst from him.
And Juno came to him and rubbed a-
gainst his side with. unaccustomed af-
fection.
f He began mechanically to light the
fire in the stosve, and in the act tried
to imagine he was doing it for her
as of old -'bits of bark to catch the
flame of the match, then the smaller
wood, and above it the larger. A
score of times she had watched him
with knitted 'brow's, smiling hopelessly
when it was finished and the blaze
broke swiftly and clear -smiling a-
gain when a vagrant 'breeze drove
back the smoke into the cave and half
smothered them; smiling still when
the cheerful warmth radiated into the
cave and the thought of a hot supper
kindled her ready appetite.
But to -day the fire would not light,
though he tried twice, the little flame
flickering and dying before his eyes.
It was a message to him. With a
sigh he picked up the saucepan and
kettle and left the cave, Juno whim-
pering after him. And in a beauti-
ful little glade where a stream bub-
bled at his feet and the thick green
of the trees crowded out the sky, he
built his fire -as he had' built it a
thousand times in the old life when
he lived alone.
For a week he lived in the open, re-
turning to the cave only for supplies
and to feed Whiskers. The little pin-
to seemed to fret now away from
the cave, and Blue Pete yielded un-
questioningly and left her to the
rocky stall behind the ilvy screen,
though every visit to Mira's old haunts
rent his tender heart with memories.
And Juno, very subdued and plaintive
now, nuzzled close to Whiskers in the
this Slam'' i
llrearry > e hey, roman eome'O It Xt
rade. hhs 0o11dlui.
Y
.'hare were a. y ^ '; 3e 4# yg1. tIA. �h11#�l ai�!""kin# � � i }'r' Ovv Pr,r4.0
When Oft half bt Ice '.'en Meek- tlmlr. tet; ,t. ;ill 47 ;> S' i %►
er, and he ftnge- ,,1. ,• ' rife greatly, 'Made rapaxt; thi eh )!fielded'p
but the Are, always ;Diad from his eyes, appeals tt wou7d'. hea' : rot ht li
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ga,
lea'vbng them pathettc..and wan,lsring leog misery to .bait'}.
For hours at a time he lay o';'.stretch ; As he steeped fre* the wjtnesa boat
ed on the ground.. in the chill autumn: the calling of the. zte*t. witness. stat
air, new rapidly Settling into winter, led hitt.
his bead hidden in the bend of his el- "Helen' Pareons!''
bow, only to leap to his feet and pace Bewildered, he leax'$.. forward, in,
among the trees: his seat as she tilde her place in tl►e
For the first time in his life he was box., He had kept fyrtrily aloof from
helpless; his greai strength and en- the 'preparation of the case for the
durance, his cunning, his desperate Police and knew nothing of Z eleWs
courage and utter recklessness on oc- subpoena -knew no •evidence she could
casion, were hulked before the wall give that would be ' of the slightest
of the law. _ value. Helen herself was uneomfort-
,.-...-4...4 able, and the Inspector squirmed un-
derCHAPTER XXV her indignant eyes. Shekniew
where the Inspector had obtained the
MIRA STANTON: RUSTLER information on which she was called
to testify against her shrinking eous-
Iri a few days the fall assizes open- in; when she had taxed him with it
ed in Medicine Hat, four rustlers fac- he admitted that one of the half-
ing the judge as • the) trophies of the breed's last aids to the Police had
Police.. One of them was Mira Stan- been to tell him in private something
ton -caught in the act, and with other of her interest in the Hills
moments in her career that would tell
against her at the trial.
She was last on the list, and the
two years sentence on the three tried
before her precluded any hope she
might have had of leniency. The
worst crime •of a cattle country was
to be punished in her small body,
though among the spectators were a
score not less guilty and 'with less ex-
cuse. But the law and the people
draw a defined line between the horse
thief by profession and the rancher
who has no qualms about an unbrand-
ed colt or•calf. Every'rancher free
to come was there to gloat over the
sternness of the law.
It was early O'cto'ber, when the
nights show white, ,though the sun
drives down during the day with its
mid -year brilliance. The trails were
inches deep in dust, and every prairie
traveller was grey with it. The wind
caught the faded black powder and
swirled it into town -even into the
court room itself, and • the sun shone
through it like a mist. The court of-
ficials, in their moments of leisure,
drew designs in the dust on their desk
tops.
In breathless silence every eye was
fixed on the door at the 'back( of the
court room as Mira's name was call-
ed. A Policeman entered first, be-
hind him the forlorn little figure, un-
tidy with months of careless riding
and nights of ceaseless tossing,
shrinking before the staring crowd.
Another Policeman followed and took
his stand before the door, staring at
the wall of the court room above the
heads of the spectators.
She entered the dock, an elevated,
railed -in enclosure, with stumbling
^`eps. And as the gate closed behind
her with a sharp click her hand went
pitifully to her eyes to shut out the
gaping faces. One fleeting glance she
cast at the second seat of Policeman
where Corporal Mahon sat, and then
turned her face to the floor at the
julge's feet,
The Inspector cleared his throat,
and Mahon sank deeper and deeper in
his seat, such a gush of pity sweep-
ing over him that he could have cried
out. Yet it was only pity the Inspec-
tor saw there when he turned once to
examine his subordinate's face. For
Corporal Mahon, bringing in Mira
Stanton a prisoner that day, had
handed in his resignation. The In-
spector had pointed without a word
to the motto of the Force hanging ov-
er his desk:-"Maintiens le droit," and
Mahon had bowed his head submis-
sively.
Nevertheless he found it in him now
to wish she had escaped that he
could have fled across the border to
escape giving evidence against her.
She was still to him the woman he
had once thought he loved, and that
was partly the pity of her now. This
shrinking creature, with soiled skirt
and crushed blouse, with grimy face
and uncombed hair, was only the dregs
of what he had once admired. The
terror in her eyes made her to him a
poor hunted creature scarcely respon-
sible for her actions. And he could
not forget his share in her downfall
-he could not blot out the memory
of what she was before the death of'
her brothers. As always when she
shocked lsim, pictures of Helen rose
in his mind by contrast.
Of the early stages of the trial he
was scarcely conscious/ for his own
fame
*eve' .
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wa t
es
44,
shte;'hreathf
an
like a child's Og;'tatt
"I'm coning wttb `yo.1X,
A;
f"Gomre up on the cutbanitat-ww a
can be, alone,°' .
CHAPTER XXVI
BLUE FLTpi ATTEMPTS A RESCUE
Behind a grim Policeman still isake
fering from the mesn'ory of MO over?,
throw by Blue Pete's weaving vest,
Mira }Stanton crept timidly Brom her
rs
AEkQ
vr�
2r
fly.
f fi
4:�w;
bare cell in the Medicine Hat barracks
and looked hungrily about.over the
cutban'ks. This one satisfaction waswould _ woeld to hays dine
to come to Consta'bl'e Priest, that he' hat he eat in fire r- wi,w,
What was ` to be drawn from her that had thrilled her ! wxzjE 131E
she ceded only guess. At firs the w°uld hand her over to the gaoler at. her cooking? Would die 'se, thQ
Lethbridge. There was little sentu- .es she had made ]yltlrt} '(i, ThE
were confinedquestions otto her knowledgef he meet in Priest's make-up; first, last, would be so big and!lon son}
Hills. Mahon knew shehad redden he and always he was a defender of the recalled the one mght,e, h•ad'
there a great deal, but he had never ; $ dera a agwoman criminal, ht be a little obut re the salone, when elle, h.e, left `hulk ;y
thought of it as more than a recrea-'ordinaryrules of precaution made hear just os before t on camp
: fife :hQ b re
tion. And as a recreation the p the construction �anp ui► north --or-..;
dered back by. him that she. might not <'
have to face the •rough railwaymen:.
He would have one hundred and eighty'
such nights.
(Continued next week.)
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evidence
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evidence loomed (before him now like
a hideous betrayal. A new judge sat
on the bench, one upon whose kindli-
ness the Inspector in secret relied to
lighten Mira's sentence. Judge Rit-
chie, a failure as a lawyer, a greater
failure as a judge, had been raised to
higher planes in the Government.
Constable Priest told only of the
events up to the moment of his un-
seating of Blue Pete's waving vest.
"Who is this Blue Pete?" inquired
the judge. "He's the one should be
in the dock."
"If your Honour," said the Inspec-
tor imnatiently, "can suggest any
short cut to the hest rider and shot
and trailer in the country, and the
one pian who knows every nook and
cranny in, the Hills, the Police will be,
glad to try it. May I inform your
Honour that Blue Pete was turned
from a Police detective to a rustier
by a judge who--" He stopped and
cleared his throat.
"Order! Order!" shouted the sher-
iff at the surprised crowd.
When Mahon heard his name, his
ears rang as if he were going to
faint. To him was to fall the part of
giving the evidence that would send
Mira to jail; for Constable Priest's
story blocked any plan he might have
had for giving a twist to his words
that would lighten her crime. As he
passed the Inspector he heard the
grizzled man mutter the motto of the
`Force, and with firmer step mounted
to the witness box.
Had they turned to each other then
they would have been face to face, but
he knew her eyes were still fixed on
the floor, and he would not have look-
ed sat her for words. In a dull voice,
never once moving his eyes from the
opposite window where the frosting
had worn away, he narrated the inci-
dents of the chase, but said nothing
of the bullet that whistled past his
back .or of Mira's disjointed cries
when he cut her off from the safety
of the Hills.
Only at the end did he look at her.
She was watching him with her little
fists g'rippe'd over the edge oof the
prose-
cution tried to picture it. Put as the
evidence progressed Mahon was rap-
idly collecting and associating snatch -
as sexless as she had made herself
by her crime.
rOrie of his concessions to her sex
was to board the train -which was
es of memory -her industry in learn- made up at Medicine Hat for its run
ing to ride, her surprising marks- down the Crow's Nest 'branch line-
manship that day in the cellar, her long before the arrival of the usual
repeated concern for him hi the un- curious crowd'. A few passengers ex -
known perils of the hills, her persist- amined them covertly as they entered
ent absence from the ranch on her and passed to their seats, whispering
visits. Ito each other but leaving more detail -
"You were there," he heard the' pd inspection to a more opportune
prosecution ask, when Corporal Ma- moment on the journey. The brakes -
hon was for a time in the hands of man came in to shout the destination
of the train, nodding to Priest but
carefully avoiding even a glance at
the cowering prisoner.
Mira's brain was whirling. Her
last concentrated idea had been hat -
idea anyone else in the world knew red of 'Corporal Mahon, but this was.
her part in that incident. dimming before her failure to think
"They were all admitted rustlers, consecutively since. Back in her mind
were they not? And as such, the lingered the knowledge that her con -
mere fact of being one of the group tempt and anger were unjustified -
is sufficient proof of rustling, don't that his part was, indeed, only what
you think?" I9he had faced all this disgrace and
"Would what I think 'be evidence?" mental suffering to effect. Any of
she countered, catching his point in- her friends -scores of cowboys�-
stantly. Irwould have lied for her, would have
The lawyer smiled. "You saw the considered it a matter of honour to
prisoner there?" mitigate or deny her crime; and into
Helen's. head went up. • "I did not." her wandering mind came the vague
The prosecuting attorney looked at conception of haw different he was in
the Inspector, puzzled. ,this as in much else.
"You are on oath, Miss-" He She had laughed with him, eaten
pegan, in his habit with evasive wit- with him, ridden with him, studied
nesses. "I beg your pardon," he apol- with him,tlirted with him; but it
ogized hastily. "You repeat, do you, Iwas all drowned in the honour of the
that you did not see the prisoner on' Force. As her jumbled thoughts lin-
ed up she felt a new admiration that
was unprejudiced by the old attrac-
tion he had for her. That attraction
seemed to have died suddenly in the
understand," sal .court -room, an event that registered Clinton
"You were there -you fired the shot, itself in momentary anger and con- Seaforth
the rustlers -Dutch Henry Bilsy, and
other admitted horse thieves?"
"Yes."
Her voice was low, for the question
had come as a surprise; she had no
that occasion?"
"I said no," she insisted firmly.
The lawyer consulted his notes and
shook his head.
""I do not heid
LONDON AND WINGHAM
South.
a.m. p.m.
Wingham 6.45 2.59
Belgrave 7.01 3.10
Blyth 7.12 3.22
Londesboro 7;19 3.80
Clinton 7.38 3.53
Brucefield • 7.56 4.13'
Kippen 8.03 4.21
Hensall 8.09 4.29
Exeter 8.28 4.43
North.
Exeter 10.59 5.42
Hensen 11.13 5:57
Kippen .... 11.18 / 6.01
Brucefield 11.27 6.09
Clinton 11.58 6.27
Londesboro ... 12.18 6.45
Blyth •12.28 6.52
Belgrave 12.40 7.02
Wingham 12.55 7.20
C. N. R.
East.
a.m. m.
Goderich 6.35
13olmesvidle 6.50 p2.80
2.48
6.58 2.56
7.12 8.11
7.18 8.17
7.23 822
that struck the rifle of one of the tempt. St. Columbanrustlers from his hand, did you not?" 'When the train started her eyes Dublin
"Yes." roamed ceaselessly about on the beau -
Mahon was gaping with eyes and tiful out-of-doors she was to give up
mouth. He had thought nothing for six long months. Six months! The
could happen to surprise him concern- judge had been, lenient -she knew
ing Helen. And hers was the won- that -but six months absent from her
derful shot that had saved his life beloved prairie! Six month to look
that day! only through iron 'bars -to be associ-
"Why did you fire it?" ated with the worst criminals of the
"To -to disturb his aim." West -'six months with common rust-
' "At whom? Must we call other lers!
witnesses to prove that you should be And no one would miss her -none
able to settle for us?" but Blue Pete. Her open eyes did not
Helen flushed. "I did not see at see the prairie out there, nor the pris-
whom. I didn't look -}purposely." on ahead, nor the hurried glances of
"And why wouldn't you look?" the passengers only a dark, leathery Goderich
Although Helen was a Crown wit- face full of grim but kindly lines,
ness, she had passed almost from the squinting eyes that brimmed with af- Menset
start to a hostile one. It was the fection and merriment, a lumbering McGaw
lawyer for the defence who objected; figure that could spring so easily to Auburn
and the other lawyer changed his withes of agility and strength. Out Blyth
West.
Dublin 11.24 9.48'
St. Columban 11.29 ...
Seaforth 11.40 9.56
Clinton 11.55 10.09
Holmesville 12.05 10.18
Goderich 12.20 10.85.
C. P. R. TIME TABLE
East.
wording.
"You knew the prisoner was there
-that she was the one whom you fir-
ed to save."
' "I did not see her," persisted Hel-
en. "Could anything I thought be
taken as evidence?"
Her questioner yielded with a laugh
and a flutter of hands, and Helen,
whom the defending lawyer naturally
forebore to question, retired. As she
passed out of the room Mahon whis-
pered to the Inspector and followed.
there alone, somewhere along that
dark line on the southern horizon, he
was missing her. She knew that -she
knew it best by the way she felt her-
self. Never before had she realized
how much he was to her . . .
Those two months of housekeeping!
His kindliness and patience
through all her mistakes . . . .
His impatience that she should work
for him. . . . His subtle submis-
sion to her sex in so many unexpress-
ed ways . . . .
a.m.
5.510
5.51
0.04
6.11
626
Walton 68A0
McNaught 6.52
Toronto 10.21
West.
a.m.
Toronto 7.40"
McNaught 11.48
Walton 12.01
Blyth 12.12
Auburn 12.21
McGaw 12.34
Meneset 12.41
Goderich 12.41
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It is the unusual that thrills in the Rockies. For instance, woo would expect a championship golf comae,rated
as one of the world's finest, planted like an emerald in the rough bosom of the Rockies? rasher Park Lodge lhh ke show
new aspects of the mountains at every hole. Wild lift in this sanctuary is unafraid ase' lite as not a family Of bears will
amble across the fairway as the golfer tees up. Inset in this scene, which shows a water hazard, is Gardiner White,
Nassau, New York, bolder of the Totem Pole trophy which is emblematic of the Lodge course championship.
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