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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1934-02-02, Page 7-r r • ^'.: .1t7 FEBRUARY 2, 1934. • THE HURON EXPOSITOR • LEGAf► krone Na. t JOHN J. HUGGARD Bsrrieter, solicitor, N$ar'7 Public, Eta Beattie Block • Bastlorth, Ont. HAYS a ltBts Succeeding ji. 1' i ay. Barristers. Solicitors,. Conveyancers and Notarial Public.: ',Solicitors for the Dominion Bank. - Office in rear of tho Dios Bank, Seafvrth. ;Mo'ney to loan. JOHN H. BBST Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. Seaf(ort.h - - Ontario. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary .._ . All diseases of su7 ollege domestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a apethialty. Office and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea- ford'. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario `Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All diseases of domestic animals treated by the most modern principles. Charges reasonable. Day or night palls promptly attended to. Office on Main Street; Hensall, opposite. Town Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scott- tiah terriers. Inverness Kennels, Heneall. MEDICAL DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat • Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- aoeei and Aural Institute, Moorefleld's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Connanercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Wednesday in• each month, from 1.80 p.m. to 5 rpm. 58 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. F. J. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, est of -the United Church, Sea- forth. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. DR. J. MACKAY 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 Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Burgeons of Ontario; pass graduate course in Chicago Clinical School of OHcago; Royal Ophthalmie Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon- dofi, England. Office -Back of Do- nation Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. DR. 8. R. COLLYER Graduate Faculty of Medicine, Uni- versity of Western Ontario. Member College of Physicians and Surgeons o! Ontario. Post graduate work at New York. City Hospital and Victoria Hosrpftal, London. Phone: Hensall,. 56. Office, King Street, Hensall. >r - DR. J. A.MUNN Graduate of Northwestern Univers- ity, Ghicagb, I11. Licentiate Royal College, of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Once over Sills' Hardware, Main St., Sesfor'th. Phone 151. DR. F. J. BPCHELY Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, 'Toronto. Office over W. R. Smith's Grocery, 'Maht Street, ' Sea - forth. Phone: Office, 185W; resi- dence, 185 J. DR. J. A. McTAGGART Graduate Royal College of Dental BnTgeons, Toronto. Office at 131en- ssil, Ontario. Phone 106. AUCTIONEERS HAROLD' DALE -Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in farm and household smear. Pricer reasonable. For dates and information, mite or *One Her- ald Dale, phone 149, Seatorrth, or ap- Ply silt The Itcposdtor Office. O$CAE HLOPP Honor Graduate Carey Jones' Ns- tlon I&hoot icor Anetioneerrttrg, tlhi- cago.. Special comes taken in Pose Bred Line Stock, Real IDsstatte, Mer - and ll' rit Bales. Rates #n With Provellint nti6rketet. Sat- soured.- ,cite or Wire, LopA,... &lab. Ont. Phone: • try 1 A WESTERN ROMANCE BY CHARLES IL szoilw (Conrbinued'Lfrem last week) 'What can 1 do for you, Miss Ea quevai ?" Nancy inquired. softly. "That dee-pen's, .senorita.'.'. °Depends?" Nancy lifted her ev brows. Was this girl intoxicated ladyyowl " upon what, my dear yo "Est dee-pen's on whether you: wi leesten to -what you call eet ?-th sportin' proposition, Senorita Bea fort." "A sporting 'proposition? I a not a gambler, Miss Esqueval." "AU trom enitsare the peeler," co rested Carlotta. "The woman . wh ees not the gam'ler, dhe ees not - bah! She ees not worth Carlotta snapping of her feengairs!" 'One could not hive told which w the more composed: One had th poise of the gentlewoman of Teza+nes see, the other that "poker face" whic had come to her from a long line - hidalgos who had always looked fo risks and taken them. Yet even i caress they were different. Nanc wore a soft blue silk, cut volumin ovsly, -and ter 'brown hair was part ed in the middle and in natural wave sloped down over her ears to -be urrawn into a loose knot at the per fectly rounded nape of her neck. "Gamblers?" queried Nancy. "Bu r y dear young lady, what have w to gamlble for? I do not even Brno who you are, let alone our Navin any interests in cotirmon." 'Carlotta had ,picked up a prett thorough understanding of English though she always used it imperfect y. "Eet ees ene thing we have in oom rnon, Senorita Beaufort," she correct- ed. - "Yes? I fail to see it." "Eet ees loff!" "Love?" " Nancy's voice suddenl had a hint of humaour in it. "Mis Esqueval, is this a joke?" _ "Caramjba! Damn!"` the Mexica girl exploded,- her eyes flashing "Carlotta does not ride far to mak the joke! She eet ees who have com to make. what you call the s-portin proposicion, senorita. Carlotta hay come to. make you the proposicion that we gam'le for the loff of man!" Nancy could not repress a smile. "Gamble with me for the love of a man? How absurd! Is there a man Whom we botch know?" "Of a certainty! He is a vet"'and some man, and I am not so modes that I say I do not loff heem." "Then you are more than welcome to him, may dear," said Nancy, laugh- ing a little. "Do not allow yourself to be worried." Carlotta shrugged her slim: shoul- ders. "Bah!" she spat out. "Eet ees not for "Carlotta Esqueval to worry! She ees come to gam'le with you for the Toff of thees man, Don Jeem." "Don Ji -r}?" Nancy repeated slow- ly. Was this girl crazy? "I have never .heard of a gentleman named Don Jim, ,Miss Esqueval." - In broken English, interspersed th Spanish expletives and so many stares ,that••the mantilla slid to the oor, Carlotta explained. As Nancy stened she pressed her hands a- ainst the table and a smile of doubt and .then of understanding played• bout her mouth. "Do you mean Mistah James El- ry?" she- asked softly. "The man who came to the cabin back in the now?" ,She did, not see him as he ad entered the caibiri, or as only a ew minutes ago he had riddenup to e hotel, but as -he had crushed her his arms and pressed his lips to ers there on the trail, and the hought sent a thrill through her hat made her tremlble. "Do you love this good-looking bandit, Mi -ss .Esqueval?"• she asked uietly, however. "1 loff heem with all my oorazon!" ried Carlotta. "Eet ees such a ]off that only the gamflin-' proposition can ettle, Senorita Beaufort. Far have come, and fast, to tell you there." "That is really too bad." There as a flicker of amusement in Nancy's eyes now. "You need not ave ridden so far or fast, for you re quite rweleomre to this man you all Don Jim." "That ees the lie!" Carlotta cried, am}ping a foot, and leaning forward. Thees Don Jeem, loff you the ver' echo!" fNancy's brows arched higher now. "-Did the estimable bandit; Don Jim, 'te11 you this, Miss Eeque'val?" "Tell me? Por Dios, he did not! t Carlotta knows!" She shrugged th anger. 'Mucho thees Don Jeem e has tell me, and Jack, he ees tell nUas,," "Jack?" "P.hees .man Jack, bees rightname see -Buck Harper, he eet ees who tell muoho, and there ees macho that rlotta's heart ret tells." rwi gefl a li g le s rh Gh in t t q c s I w a c et Bu wi me Ca "Buck Harper?" Nance cried. "Do you •mean--" Carlotta's laugh checked her. There was mirth and relief in that laugh. "So eet was- not thees 'and -some Buick Harper with the red cabeza that you loff, Senorita?" "Certainlyot! Please make your- self more lucid, Miss Esqueval." Coi'onel Beaufort's imperial bristled, and there *as steel in his eyes as he strode froim the hotel. There was that quality in his voice which makes a second order unnecessary, and when he commanded the crowd to give way it parted and ,became sil- ent. Hilery did not need to be told the identity. of this angry and handsome gentleman. life lifted his bead and braced his shoulders as if far a shock- Colonel Beaufort stopped font . feet away. and eyed him with hot, calculating appraisal: ' "You are James Meryl" 01 am Annex Fliers, such," said the tall young man beside the horse. • Not a murmur rose froze. the stood vow, for it sensed -ecnnetiting dram- aticdram- atic .in the air. 'Colonel Bea ort, without appearing -I:salty, drew► small card from his pocket, and ex- tended it. -1 "I presume. -you are gentleanan en- ough to grasp my meaning, snit," he said. . "It is quite plain, Colonel Beau- fort. When shall we meet?" The readiness ; with which Ilery understood and aoeepted 'the • chal- lenge to a duel seemed to take the colonel off his guard for a few anom- ents. _ He eyed Ellery more closely, more • caesttically now, and in him saw a man of no ordinary marks. "I should shoot you down like a dog!" growled the colonel. "But such uni shaneut is not accordingn to the code under which 'h was reared." "Nor mine, either, sue:" "You damned infernal young ras- eal! You talk like -a gentleman." "I am a gentleman from Kentucky, Colopel Beaufort." The colonel's wrath now shot out of conbrol. He fairly snorted to vent it, and his imperial jutted almost straight out. '"You are a scapegrace from Ken- tucky, 'a damned black sheep. Gen- tlemen never comani•t such crimes a- gainst fair womanhood as the one for which you must account to nee, you inipudent young ,pu.p! By the Lord Harry, I shall spill your blood!" ' 'There was a muttering now as the crowd began to understand that this stranger had committed some griev- ous offence. Then a man shouldered his way in and stopped a few feet from Ellery. "Wal by Gawd!" he ejaculated. "If it ain't the feller we damned near hung back in the timber lastfall!''D 'a' done it shore if old Sim Knight ihadn't shot the rope in twain." "Good evening, Mr. Curtis," said Ellery, smiling. "I hope you had a pleasant and profitable winter, suh." For a moment Jake Curtis, the leader of the posse that had captured Ellery, could only gape at this cool nonchalance. Then he gasped: r'Wal by -Gawd, if ye ain't just a- bout the coolest specimen- I ever seen!" The arrival of Curtis had for a moment silenced the crowd. Now a dull rumble broke from many throats. A -big - miner pressed in and grasped Beaufort's sleeve. "Colonel," he demanded, "is this here one -of the men mixed up in the kidnappin' of your gal? If he is we'll hang him higher'n Hamhnet this time!" "Bet yet life twe will!" shouted an- other men. "This here town loves N•ahcy Beaufort, and it don't purpose lettin' no man live what's harmed her by Gawd!" "Gert a rope! Get a rope!" shouted a half-drunk, miner, but he instantly became silent as the colonel whirled. "Gentlemen!" he said in the voice he, had used to bring silence, "this matter between me and Mr. Ellery is an entirely personal one. I shall be pleased if -I am obliged to listen to your interruptions!" ISo complete did the silence become after the short hissing of comment and speculation that it was like the dousing of water on live coals. Col- onel 'Beaufort was again turning up- on Ellery when a hand gripped his ar+m. He whirled to look- into the face of a young gambler, and mut- tered: "Good evening, Rayburn. I trust yon have -been well, suh." "You damned old fire-eater!" Ray- burn apiburn exploded, not entirely in good nature. "Do you know what you have done?" "Done? Done? Danm it, Ray- burn, I have called an infernal, im- pudent scoundrel to account! Please keen out of this!" "Called a man to account, hell!" snorted the gambler. "You have spoiled the making of a damned good 'horse race, Colonel Beaufort! Con- found your hot-headed soul!" There was but one thing that would have made the colonel forget, even for a moment, his determination to erase the blot from the -Beaufort es- cutcheon. This was a horse race. Slowly the anger in- "his eyes gave place to doubt. He com}presued his lips quizzically, and his imperial dropped, like the hackles df- a dog that suddenly feels the cause for anger passing. "I fail to understand you, Rayburn, said he. "Please make yourself clear." "Colonel," declared the gambler, "I had just about ribbed up a race be- tween this stranger's horse and your Tennessee when you had to horn in. Colonel Beaufort, a man who would interfere at such a time should be horse -whipped!" ISlowly the colonel 'turned now and looked at Real. Ellery stepped a lit- tle tp one side to afford him a better view of :he- horse. Colonel Beaufort tugged at his imperial, and his eyes were alight with appreciation. "`By gad!" he Muttered. "This is a horse, sub, a horse!" 'He walked slowly around Real, missing none of his points. "A .presentable animal, a very ,presentable animal! 1 had not expected to find such a horse out here, sub." 'Ile laid a hand upon the high, .rounded wither, ran it down the cord- ed muscles of the forearm. He look- ed ooked up finally. Ellery suddenly realiz- ed that he was looking not at the (buoy min Street of the greatest plac- er camp the world was ever to know,. but ,back across the long trail to ar teat* enclosing a silvery -blue oval of grass, to a grandstand gay with col- or and voices, . to'" ahimnierini horses, wing up and do (before the °stands; . to apjjdc�ook where darky 'boys proudly led charges and fro to tool atter the rain. It toe the old thrill, teed in his bone, dis- tilled into his blood. • "'Have you seen my Tennessee?" demanded the . colonel. "Lhasa, sub," rettrned Fakery. "Then you think this, horse " Can heat him?' "I know damned well he ean, Col- onel!" . "Well, by gad, be can't! I have five thousand dollars to bet on it." "Taken," said Ellery.. His mind flashed to Uncle Sim Knight and the gold he had left lin the old man's cabin; and before the cheer frotn the crowd' had dwindled away there came a piercing warJwhodp, then: "Drat dast yer hides, make way fer Uncle Sim Knight from Turkey Track Hiller back in the Blue Mountings o' 'C'liny! •I jest heerd Jinm. Ellery war in town, ande' f dont,l e mane git look at him. I'll begin carvin' ith my old toad -sticker!" Uncle -Sim had on the moth-eaten abfonskin carp, but wore a new suit of fringed buckskin. He had trimmed his giesled beard with his bowie knife and with staggering ,effect. He was grinning broadly as he stopped be- fore Ellery. "Wel, howdy, boy!" he chuckled, thrusting out a hand. "I war up at the Long Tom takin' a dram o' cawn iuice when I heerd ye war in town. How air ye, Jim?" "Nnever better!" Ellery returned the affectionate pressure of the old man's calloused paw. "Colonel Beau - font has just challenged me to a duel, Uncle Sim." "Wal, have ye 'cepted him?" "I have." Uncle Sim chuckled until his scraggly whiskers shook and the fringes danced along the seannso of his buckskin trousers and on the tail of his •shirt. "Knorwed Bang well ye would, boy! Anything else?" The old main tugged at his whis- eeds as he listened to Ellery's and Rayburn's explanation of the propos- ed race. "Wal now," he drawled, "this hyar's r-hore conflictin'. Which un's goin' to be fit fust, the hoss race or the dool ?" He looked squarely at Colonel Beaufort now. For a long, meditative moment the colonel stroked his imperial. "The race shall be run first, gentle- men. We shall meet on the field of honour, IMr. Ellery, at sunrise day after to -morrow, if this is agreeable to you. You have the choice of wea- pons, suh." • "Then the race will be to -morrow, 'Colonel?" put in Rayburn. "To -morrow, suh," replied the colonel. "To -morrow at noon, if Mr. Ellery agrees." A good portion of the crowd • trail- ed •along as Ellery and Uncle Sim led the horse around to the stable. On the way Uncle Sim chuckled soft- ly: "Dan -g -ye, Jim, ye done gone and played hell a gittin' yerself challeng- ed to a dool with the Cunnel. He'll kill ye shore!. Why 'didn't yet let me 'srplain to him?" Ellery turned his head enough to see the old man's bright eyes. Uncle Sim saw something in the younger man's face that made him desist from further expostulation. eA'right! A'rig'ht!" he snorted(. "Jest keep yer clanged shirt on. I ain't got riothin' to say, but by hell, I'm goin' to put dotvn my last ounce o' dust on this hyar hoss. Thar nev- er war a mean named Beaufort what had a hoss as could beat one owned by a feller named Jim Ellery. I'd bet •my pile on yer boss, boy, if he warn't nothin' .more'n a three-legged polecat. Listen back thar, ye fellers, and hear Uncle Sim Knight from Tur- key Track 'Holler a shoutin'! Is thar anybody as wants to lay a hundred ounces on that thar s'pa'vined piece o' crow -meat Cunnel 'Beaufort calls Tennysee?" CHAPTER XXIII Nancy Beaufort leaned upon the edge of the table, looking down at the toe of a slipper that absently tapiped the homeemede rug. There was a (half -humorous, half -serious smile on her 'lips. She was -going to race with a girl she had never before heard of, a vivid untamed creature, on a horse she had never seen. And the stake was the love of a handsome, bold des- perado, a mean for whom she had no love, only a smouldering bate. What if she should win? When Colonel Beaufort reached the landing he saw a flash of Dolour at the end of the hall, but paid it no thought except to absently surmise that it was the 'dress of one of the Mexican chamrbermejds. Nancy looked up. alf shyly as he entered the sitting room. A sweet, quizzical smile softened • her beauty. 'Well, sub?" she inquired, prompt- ed by her father's expression. "Did you call that impertinent rascal to account?" did! We meet on the fleld of honour at sunrise the day after to- morrow, Nancy. I must 'confess that he took my challenge like a gentle- man." "'Why not tomorrow at sunris ?" she demanded. It was not her father's way to postpone such nat- ters. The colonel seemed baffled for words. At length he eacploded: . '"Confound it, my dear, you know I can't resist a horse race! That's why we pootponed the duel= It was this gambler, Rayburn''d fault Nancy bb 'virtually flung the challenge in my face that this Ellery's hbrse can �un t our Tennessee. The scoundrel asa splendid horse, though, I ad- Nancy's eyes widened, and herlips parted in astouidwa nt "A race? You have agreed to race with ;Mistah Ellery's horse?" 'Confound it, I couldn't help it, Nancy! You know there isn't a horse in Ca'lif,,rrkia that can 'beat Tennes- see. Besides, no gentleman can let such a challenge go unheeded. No, by the eternal!" He checked him- self suddenly, puzzled by the look in }his daughter's eyes. '"What is it, Nancy? You are not willing " '"I have agreed to another race, � dyy, Because of it we cannot race s " "What? 'W this, Nancy?" She resolutely pushed him hito a chair and eat down on his knee. Then with an arm about his neck, she told him. At first be was incredulous. ""Well, by gad!" he cried. "So this 'Megiean 'girl came up here and chal- lenged you to s race? Youl "say she is the daughter of the. illustrious. Don Cayetano? -I have 'heard �. -tihat piece » baggage.' fShe's a wild girl, N "I can, quite believe it," she agreed putting a idifeermt meaning to the word, "but she is very beautiful, quite" the Trost splendid Mexican girl I have seen, in California. She was very sportsmanlike, too, Daddy." The colonel stroked his imperial as he regarded her. If Colonel Beau- fort had an outstanding quality, it was chivalry, and it had always ` been hard for him to deny his daughter anything.' Besides, here was a pr'o-_ position into which. the element of chance entered as mush as, if not more than, in the proposed race with Ellery's horse. Howdver, it would be embarrassing if he had to go down and announce that the other race was off. "What.is the stake, my dear?" - "Oh, the stake?" It was on tee tip of Nancy's tongue to tell him the stake was the love of a :man for whom she did not care the snap of -her fingers. It was as hard for her to keep from telling him everything as it was for him to deny her. "Why, Daddy, there weren't any stakes men- tioned. She had apparently heard of Tennessee, and came up to challenge me to a race. I really thing it was. as the Englishmen say, sporting of her. Don't you?" The colonel chuckled, and pressed her close. . "By gad, Nancy, you are .s chip off the old ble k! Certainly we shall race this girls mustang. It will be all the same with Rayburn and his clique. All they want is a race to bet on.'s eBut this horse of Carlotta Es- queval's is no mustang, Daddy. She is a half-sister to the one 1Mistah 'El- lery rides. Miss Esqueval told me as much. You have heard of. the fern - horses of the Rancho Linda Vista, Daddy?" "Yes, yes, of course. 'To tell the truth, the only reason I have not tak- en *ou to look them over is the repu- tation • of the rancho, Nancy. Don Cayetano has the name of being an ally and confidant of some of the worst men in the country, and- the girl " "Well, from what rumour says, she is as bad as the rest." • "I feel sorry for her," Nancy mus- ed aloud. "She is so beautiful, Dad- dy. But we can't call this 'racy off!" This was not a question, but a declar- ation, for in her burned all the throb- bing, vital spirit of the mines. She would now have openly defied her father, the conventions, rather than admit that she could not race with Carlotta Esqueval. The colonel regarded her with ap- parent surprise. "To be sure we shall not call this race off, my dear." He patted her cheek. "By gad, you are a chip off the old ,block! I shall go down now. There will be some explaining, but trust me to attend to that." News of the coming race and duel had spread quickly, and as the small brick hotel was the home of many of the elite--mine-owners, merchants, professional men, the better class of gan blers-its lobby and bar were packed when the colonel descended. Standing upon the bottom step he lifted his arms and oommanded sil- ence. "Gentlemen," he said in"his reson- ant voice, which was that of an ora- tor, "there has come a sudden change in our .plans, due to the fact that my daughter, Miss Nancy, whom you all know and love, has accepted a chal-- le'nge for a race, wherefore the race with the gentleman from Kentucky, 'Mr. James Ellery, whom I shall kill the day after to -morrow at sunrise, will have to be called off. I assure you, however, that the horse that is to run against my Tennessee is quite as good an animal as the one belong- ing to Mr. Ellery." With a few ejaculations of surprise the crowd accepted the change of plan. After all, it made littlle differ- ence which horse was the challenger as long as it was a good horse. It 'oras The race that counted. .Ray- burn suggested to some of his friends that they have a look at Carlotta Es- queval's horse before they made any bets. The wagers that had already been land were cancelled. ."Whi ere will we find this girl and her horse, Colonel?" Rayburn de- manded. "I have been told by my daughter that Dorn Cayetano and Miss Carlotta are at the ' lveda home, suh," re- turned the co nel. (Rayburn did not -know where the Sepulvedas lived, but somebody else did, and the lobby and bar were more than half cleared by the procession that trooped out to get a look at Car- lotta's horse. fEllery and Uncle Sim had teturned in time to hear the colonel's explana- tion of the change of plans, and as' the Crowd thinned 'Ellery gripped the old man's ann. "Uncle Sim, why do you reckon that Mexican girl is here?" "Wal," said Uncle Simi, "clanged if I know. Ye wouldn't 'arpect an old hedgehog like me to fl out jest what any gal'd do, would ye? Thar, the cunnel hisse+lf wants to speak to ye, Jinn. Let on to harm like ye didn't care a Bang what _happenedIt's him as called this race yourn off." ',Mr. Ellery, 1 owe you an apol- ogy," the colot}el--began. "I *crept it, Colonel Beaufort," e. esponded . GEllery.'R to hear. We must„defer defer tto ilbe wishes of the ladies." "Quite so, quite so." There was relief in the colonel's voice. "Will you do rne the honor, suh, to join me in a drink?" They went into the bar, Ellery msan'while wondering wiry Carlotta had challenged Nancy. Hie was not surprised that the Mexican girl had followed him, or that she had reach- ed Columbia ahead of him. rColu e bia was democratic, so was the colonel, but in him was an instinc- tive reverence of claire and caste, so he glanced quizically at Uncle Sim as the old man (bellied up to the bar beside Ellery. "Pardon me, Colonel Beaufort," El- lery said, "but allow me to present my friend, Uncle Sim Knight." • The old Dan grinned as he reached out a bony bend, none too clean. "Uncle ria Knight from 'Turimy Trade Holler, hack m the Blue Mount- ings ao' C'liny, O n rel. Dinged• glad to 'meet ye, seen ye often:' "This is indeed a pleasure," return- ed the colonel, a twinkle in his eyes. "I judge you are•••a Carolina cracker, Mr. Knight?" Uncle Sitnts -eyes Bashed and his beard bristled. "Now dang ye, Cunnel," he explod- ed, "don't ye be a misteri'n' raer I'm jest Uncle Sim Knight frro'm Turkey Track Holler back in the Blue Mount- ings o' C'1iny,.. and as fee bein' a craoker, .I'm one, ` but .I ain't ever been cracket yit, by Gawd! If thar's anything I lake bertter'h good whis- key and fiightin' my weight in 'wild - carts, Cunnel, it's a hose race. Have ye got any objections to me backin' this hyar sorrel boss, Tennysee, o' yourn? If you have_---" "If I have you'll back the other horse?" asked the colonel, smiling. "Thar, drat dang ye, ye're wrong!" denied Uncle Sim. "I'm a C'liny man, Cunnel; and ye're from Tennysee, and ye got a Tennysee hoss, and by hell afore I'll bet on a Mexican boss a- gin a hors from the Smite I jest won't bet a -+tall ! New if it war. Jim's hoss hyar-" "`You'd back him against my Ten- nessee, suh?" ` "Ye're drat Banged right I would, 'Cunnel! Hell and mo -lasses, didn't we all come in hyar to sip our likker along with hoss race talk?" Neither by look nor by word did EIlery • and Colonel Beaufort betray that they knew that they were to stand up with loaded .pistols. and do their best, each to kill the other. Only once did Ellery refer to the duel. It was: . "Colonel, I had forgotten to men- tion to you that I have only any Colt revolvers." "Tut, tut, do not let that trouble you, suh," responded the colonel. "I am fortunate enough to own a brace of duelling pistols. You may have your choice of them." "That's mighty generous o'f you, Colonel Beaufort." "Not at all, not at all. Here's to your good health, gentlemen. and now, if you will excuse me, I will go up and tell my daughter that every- thing . is arranged satisfactorily." "I hope that you will convey to her my respects and the wish that she is well," said Ellery. For a moment the colonel's eyes flashed, but only for a mioment. He smiled as he bowed. "It will be a pleaeere, - sub, to tell Miss Nancy that you still remember her." When the colonel had gone and El- lery and Uncle Siren were outside, the old man turned angrily: -"Ye damned young pure, why did- n't ye let me 'tell the cunnel all 'bout ever'thing? I could 'splain it to him in five minnits, Alim, and thar wouldn't be no cause • fer 'citement 'cent the hoss race. If. he knowed---" Ellery's hand dropped upon the buckskin.ned..shoulder with a grip that made the old man flinch. "Uncle .Sim, I shall consider it a favor if you have nothing furtherto say on this subject! The affair be- tween Colonel Beaufort and myself is entirely personal, and much as I value your friendship, I cannot tol- erate any advice or interference froth you." Uncle Si:mr cocked his head, and squinted. "A' right, jest keep yer shirt on! If ye want to be a drat dasted fool jest keep right on. I'm a goin' to my cabin and fetch in my dust and yourn. I'm a goin' to do some tail bettin' on this hyar Tennysee .hoss to win, by Gawd! Reckon ye'll be a backin' the sorrel, too?"' "No, Uncle Sim, this is one race on which I shall not bet, much as I'd like to." The old man regarded him shrewd- ly for a moment; trying to fathom the motive under this declaration. "A' right, then, If ye don't want to bet Yer dust I'll bet 'er fer ye, Jim. S' long. 1 got to git me a hoss end git out to mty cabin and back. This War town's goin' to be lively to -night, or I'm a Comanche Injun, which I ain't. See ye to -night, or mebbe to- morrer." (Continued next week.) Stars Have Odd Fads About Foods These movie players are tempera- mental about the things they eat, too. (Paul Muni, for instance, is fond of Four cream. He likes to take a bowl of it, mix chopped onions, pickdes and radishes through it, and then eat the result with a dessert spoon. Joan Blondell, before her recent illness, srpecialized on "nut hambur- ger" sandwiches. These were exact- ly what the name implies; gro and round steak mixed with chapped pec- ans, broiled speedily over _,hot coals and served between the halves otf a wellhalvesuttered ben. James Cagney drinks tea and este cookies. He goes in for salads and light foods generally. tBamibara Stanwyck is a celery fiend. tier favorite prop boy learned this long ago arid keeps a supply of crisp celery constantly on hand during the filming of a ,Stanwyck picture. Joe E. Brown counts that day lost on which he does not eat lee cream at least once. The "bar" in his Bev- erly .HMIs home is equipped to Bis - se ice create in all its many forma. chicken and Joe cream It the combination which the esus-trnarautbed. cOmedlim eoeeeider s um issatsble. Kay Francis love. friend antane and fresh sropcorn and somstinsasi eats there bath at one ratting. Edward G. Robinson hes a food phobia, too. 'He has a great anti- pathy toward graviets sauces and sa4 ad dressings. He wants. his rood 000ked bard and left bare. (Mary Astor likes a wherry -flavor- ed eggnog between meals. Bette Davisabelieves in living up to her New Dagland training sad an- cestry, and has. established a customs of serving Satnrrday eight suppers of Boston 'baked .beans: and brown, bread, 'bo. which repasts she invites her friends. 'Ruth Chatterton has a glass of hot milk and yeast served to her three times daily. William Powell's lunch during working week day's never varies. k consists of a bowl of hot soup and -three slices of brown zweibach. • Variations Ginger Bread' Pudding -Add four level tabisepoonit ,d preserv- ed •ginger or 1, tp�aon. d gin- ger: Add also % cup mese or sultana 'raisins. . 'Mar+mtalade 'Pudding--Oujt the mo- lasses' • and use one -'half asp orange nine ladle and . 2 tableepoonpde 4 milk. Treacle Puddings -Use fascia . n - stead of molasses; -_ _ _. _ Spiced Fruit Pudding- 41dd ene- quarter cup each . of cturrranta and raisins and one-quarter cup chopped peel, with cinnamon and other-spie• , es to - taste. Boil for 2 hours. Serve with vanilla or hard sauce. WIT AND- WISDOM Intelligent lawmaking rests on the knowledge or estimate of what " will be obeyed. Law doesnot enforce It- self. -John D. Rockefeller, Jr. /It must be saidath t before sends ing us into the next world the mfator- ist does what he can to diminish the attractions of this. -.The Rev. H. D. Madge. (Stratford wants municipalities giv- en the right to tax trucks and bused which operate through them. --This would be one way of killing them . off. ----Ottawa Journal. The laziest guy handed in his ex- am paper, on which' he said, "Please see 'Smith's paper for my answers." -U. S. C. Wanrpus. Crossing ,oceans is safer for the Lindberghs than crossing the average street is for .the pedestrians. --Pete== koro Examiner. Wouldn't it be funny and confus- ing if same time somebody should capture a sea serpent .and bring it home' alive?-4Detroit Free Press. You can tell when you are ap- proaching a college' town by the ilk - creased number of pointing thumbs,. -Detroit Free Press. _ rSpeeking of sex equality, did yost ever see a room • filled with presents to the (bridegroom ?-Kingston Whig- Standard. . Isn't there any way of persuading all those radio crooners who sing a. bout the "Last Roundup" to some- how arrive at their destination ?- Detroit Free Press. "American slang, like '0. K.' and 'Oh Yeah,' should be eliminated from the language," says a writer,-''.. And - how ?-Pagsing nd..•..'.how?-Passing Show. An expedition has left for . West Africa with the sole purpo a of film- ing the giraffe. Neck or nothing. --- London Punch. LONDON AND WINGHAM South. P.M. 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