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JANUARY 1 , 1937,
LEGAL
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Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyancers.
and Notaries Public. Solicitors for
the Dominion Rank. Office in rear of
the Dominion Sank, Seaforth. Money
to loan.
JOHN . H. BEST
Law Office
P. J. BOLSBY
Associate, in Charge.
Barristers, Solicitors, Notaries, 'Etc.
Seaforth, Ont. Telephone 75.
ELMER D. 'BELL, B.A.
Barrister & Solicitor •
Office of late F. Bolmsted, K.C.
(Next A. D.' Sutherland)
Monday, Thursday and Fridays;
Over Keating's Drug Store.
° 35'11z52
VETERINARY
JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
Honor graduate of ;Ontario Veterin-
ary College.All diseases of domestic
animals treated. 'Calls promptly at-
tended to and charges moderate. Vet-
erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office
and residence on Gtrdericb Street, one
door east of Dr. Jarrott's office, Sea -
forth,
A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S.
Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of Toronto. All
diseases of domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
Cbarges reastinable, Day or night
calls promptly attended to. Office on
Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town
Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scot-
tish Terriers, Inverness Kennels,
Hensel). •
MEDICAL
DR. GILBERT C. JARROTT
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine„
University of Western Ontario. Mem-
ber of College of Physicians, and
,Surgeons of Ontario. Office, 43 Gode-
rich Street, . West. Phone 37.
Successor to Dr. Charles. Mackay,`
DR. W. C. SPROAT
Physician - Surgeon
Phone 90-W. Office John St.; Seaforth.
DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence, Goderieb S't.,
east of the United Churob, Seaforth.
Phone 46. Coroner for the County of
Huron.
• DR.. HUGH H. ROSS
Graduate of University of Toron' o
Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians • an'd Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate course ,in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ;
B.oyal Opthalmie Hospital, London,
England; University Hospital, Lon-
don, England. Office—Back of Do-
m'in'ion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night, calls answered from residence,
Victoria Street, Seaforth.
DR. E. A. McMASTER
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Graduate of the University of Toron-
to, Faculty of Medicine
Members of College • of Physicians
and Surgeons of Ontario; grade teof
New York Post Graduate School and
Lying-in Hospital, New York. of-
fice'on High Street, Seaforth- Phone
27. Office fully equipped for X-ray
diagnosisand ultra short wave elec-
tric treatment, Ultra Violet Sun Lamp
treatments, and Infra Red electric
treatments: Nurse th attendance.
ee DR. F. J. R. FORSTER,
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, •University
of Toronto.
Late assistant New York Opthal-
mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos-
pitals, London, Eng. . At Commercial
Hotel, Seaforth, third Wednesday, in
each month, from 1.30 p.m. t 04.30
p.m. • 58 Waterloo Street, .South, Stmt.
ford.
DR. DONALD G. STEER
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine,
University of Western Ontario. Mem-
ber of College of Physicians and
Surgeons of Ontario. Full equip-
ment, including an ultra short wave'
met.
Office King Street, Hensall. Phone
Hensall 56.
DENTAL
DR J. A. McTAGGART
Graduate Royal College -•of Dental
Surgeons, Toronto. Office at Hensall,
Ont. Phone 106.
AUCTIONED
HAROLD DALE
Licensed Auctioneer
Specialist in farm and household
males. Prices reasonable. Por dates
and information, write or phone Har-
old Dale, Photo 149, Seaforth, or
apply at The Expositor Office.
F.' W. AHRENS
Licensed auctioneer for Perth and
I•%ron Counties. Sales Solicited,.
Terms oil application. Farm Stock,
Chattels. and _Real Estate Property.
R. R. No. 4,' Mitchell. Phone 634 r 6.
Apply at this Office.
A• MAI
BARRY'S
LIGHTER
.(Continued frown last weak)
lie stepped to a ah'a'ir as he spoke,
and the sheriff leaned to be seated,
but as he did eco his . eyes caught on
a glint of metal. He cursed softly
and straightened again, staring into
the muzzle of Haine's revolver.
"Very neat, damn you!" he said
:bitterly.
"Sorry, sheriff. But put them up
quick. I'm pressed for time even
with the door locked.
The sheriff raised his hand obedi-
ently.
The keys?" demanded Haines.
"On the desk there."
"Thanks. What horse is that tied
behind the jail?"
"Mine,"
"Going to Have to borrow that roan,
sheriff. Returahim to you when I
get a chance."
"You'll sweat Mr' this one of these
days."
"Most likely I shall, Step inside.
will you?"
He waved to the jail ntrance, and
Sim Hargese obediently led the way.
Obedience was in lids manner, but
not in his mind, however, for as he
stepped through,,the door into the
cell -room he leaped to the side of the
•clo•or with a shout and drew his re-
solver' as• the whirled,
It took Lee Haines by surprise.
Otherwise there would have been no
time far even the shout. But as :it
was, he tapped the sheriff over the
head with the long -barrelled weapon
which he carried. The sheriff drop-
ped on his face as loosely sprawling
as if a ten -ton wagon had rolled, over
him.
Outside the building there was an
answering yell of inquiry from Depu-
ty George. At the door it was taken
up by the clamour 'of a dozen voices.
CHAPTER XIV •
Freedom Has' Its Shackles '
That calling transformed the leis-
urely movements of Haines into wild
haste. He leaned: to schoop up the
sun which was still clasped by the un-
nerved fingers of the sheriff; then he
raced down the aisle to the cell of
Harry Gioster.
"Harry!" he called as bel ran. "We
are leaving together. Take this!" He
tossed the revolver to him. "Now if
I can' find the key that fits. this damn -
e(1 floor—" •
He began to work feverishly, groan-
inas every key failed to fit the lock.
Gloster :had merely scooped up his hat
and placed it on his head, completing
his readiness to leave. Now he took
the revolver, spun it in his hand, and
then tossed it on to his bunk.
"I'll leave this where it'll do no
harm," he said. "A gun like that is
apt to do a lot of killing if a man
doesn't look out."
Haines favoured him and tine dis-
es.rded weapon with a glance of rapt
wonder. •
"That's a fool's idea!" he declared.
"But—" Here the lock turned and
the door was cast open by Gloster's.
shoulder. '
"Now for the rear door!" cried
Haines, "Right outside the sheriff's
horse. is. tied; Jump into the saddle.
I'll cut the reins loose. Fast, Glos-
ter, for God's sake!" '
Down the sides of the building ran
voices, and at the front •door there
was a furious battering. And far a-
way up and down the village street,
they 'could hear the shouts and the
beating of hoofs as men, attracted by
the clamour at. the jail, threw them-
r"elves into the saddle and scurred for,
the scene of action.
The two inside reached the rear
door, twisted'. at the knob, and found
it locked. It meant another search
among 'the keys, and such a search
meant a delay which would render a;l
it"st.ase hopelless. -
Haines, with a groan, started to fit
the 'keys, however—since even 'hope-
less work -is better than inaction—but
Gloster warned him away, and as he
stepped aside a human battering-ram
etet past him and hurled itself
again•sr the door.
It was a stout door. The safety of
the cells depended on the tool -proof
Steel of the bars, alone, but neverthe-
les:s, all the approaches to the build,
ing were strongly blocked. -And now
the door flung back the heavy body
of Gloster as if he were a rubber ball..,
He staggered' away, found footing
c'nce more, and returned to the charge
snootin'g straigdit ahead, then swerv-
ing at the•last instant and giving the
wood the rubbery mass of muscle on
his shoulders as a pad for his weight.
The shock cracked the lock as if
it were cast iron. The door flew open
and spilled, Glositer, into the outer
night, where he was welcomed by a
yell from thalf a dozen throats,
Lee Haines jurtiped +silt to join the
fracas, his deadly -long revolver pois-
ed. But Gloster rose from the sha-
dow at his feet„ where he had failen,
and struck the weapon out of his
hand.
"No shooting for me!" he com-
manded, and lunged at the sheriff's
roan horse.
As for Haines, with an oath of
helpless anger, he stooped, caught up
his fallen gun, and rose to find some-
one running straight on 'him, firing at
every step. No doubt it. was the jar
of his own running that ruinedt e
aim of the onoomee,
But Haines had no time to find the
trigger of his' -own /veapers—He-had-
seized • it bythe barrel, and now he
dashed the 'heavy butt into the face
of his assailant. The man went down
with a gasp, and Haines turned to-
w a.rd Gloster long enough to see that
the other was hopelessly lost.
Three men had: th9own themselves
upon him as he was Wrenching apart
the rein's that tethered the roan, And
Hati'nes 'g'ati'e up a lost cause and rac-
ed for the shelter of the bush.
He was neglected for the instant,
J!4t 3 t',l �a. Gllr •rrSo&i,i1 ,
as all the rest were focusing on Glos-
ter, and Lee ventured a glance back
from the shrubbery.
What he'saw was Gloster rising out
of a cluster of men as a dog shakes
h:mself free trans a scrambling, weak -
toothed litter of puppies. One of the
three was: prostrate, a second went
down at that instant as if strath with
a club; the .third staggered away, and
then, encouraged by the yells of a
solid group which was charging to his
assistance; dived in again to the at-
tack.
Haines saw h'i'm picked up, heaved
into the air as if he were no more
than the fragile body of a child, and
tia,en flung into the .faces' of the on-
rushing men. The leaders went down
under' the blow. Thoge behind them
were entangled, and before the tangle
cleared Gloster was on the back of
the roan and dashing for the crowded
shadows of the shrubbery.
He plunged past Haines, three steps
away, and was gone with a crash
among the young trees!. On the scene
of the battle men were picking them-
selves up, cursing brokenly. A rear
e; guns followed, the bullets rattling
.t.hrough the brush, and Gloster called
hastily: "Haines.! Haines!• For
For God's sake, where are you?"
He.reined in his horse, .• heedless of
the bullets which were whistling near
him. But there was no answer from
Haines.
Instead, a slenderer and `smaller fig-
ure n:ow rushed a horse out of the
dankness where he had expected to
see the other man come to join. He
'jerked his horse around and charged
the newcomer to strike him to the
ground.
But the latter dodged, with a horse
as slippery as an: eel. And the next
instant a girl's voice. was crying to
aim: "Follow me! This way! Ride
hard!"
Amazement engulfed him, and then
he rode as fast as the sheriff's 'horse
wpuld take him, in pursuit of the girl.
She led him straight at a thick, low
copse. But when he•half expected to
see her and her horse come to ruin
in the wall of brush, .they suddenly
ducked out of sight in
And at the very verge of the thick-
et, he saw a narrow. opening which
twisted to the left, made by grazing
cattle, perhaps', breaking a path
through to come at near -by water, He
reined back the roan and wound
the brush at a more moderate pace,
coming out on the further side into a
little hollow which pointed down a
shallow arroyo, And in the hollow
was the girl, waiting for him.
"You've'gained'on them!" she cried
clapping her hands together in her
delight. "They'll have to ride around
the thicket to came on your trail a-
gain- Ride fast—ride 'hard' Or if
you stay at all, only stay to take my
h,ors'e. There's nothing in the coun-
try that can come up with him for
running-'—"
He could Hat believe -his ears. Be-
yond the thicket men were shouting,
men were riding here and there, baf-
flled by !has appearance, These' were
precious moments to put a distance
between himself and them. But in-
stead of taking her advice, he press-
ed closer to her and peered down in-
to her face. The starlight was bright
—bright en:ough to give 'him a thou -
.sand' faints of her beauty, an.d yet so
dim that a shadow still lay across her
features.
"You're the girl," he said. "I knew
that voice as well as though I'd heard
you singing the song—"
"Don't stop to talk!!" she 'cried.
"Begone et once. Don't you hear
them? Don't you hear them?"
In fact, the noise of horses and of
shouting was spreading, behind them,
to either edge of the thicket, and be-
fore long the riders would swarm' out
into the arroyo.
"I Can't leave until I knew your
name."
"Joan'.
Joan Daniels. Now—quick-
"I'm not going yet. What brought
you here?"
"I d'en't know, except that some-
thing was telling me that perhaps—"
,She broke off to say, pressing closer
to him and putting a hand on his arm:
"Tlhe two men they say you kill -
ca
"I never laid a hand on them. They
were ran partners, Joan. I came back
from hunting. I found them dead,
and ram for it, because I knew that
I didn't have any chance----"
"I "knew you cquidn't have done it.
I knew that, but I wanted to hear
what.—„
"Pie been trying to draw your face,
Joan, but everything that I've i,mag-
in'ed•than been wrong. You're a thou-
sand tithes more beautiful. I'd give
a year of.life to see you only once in
the sunlight—"
"You mustn't talk of that! Don't
you hear them coning? Don't your
hear them riding around the thick-
et?"
The hand on his arta trembled. He
took it in both his own,' anal as he
drew her a little nearer,• she raised
her head and looked steadily up lhto
his face. The noise of the riders
faded from his mind.
"What is' your hair, Joan? In the
starlight it looks only like a pale glow
of light. Is it gold?"
( "It's yellow hair," she said,
'1It's metal gold," he answered.
"And what colour are your eyes,
"Blue. Now go, Harry, for Go'd's
sake, go!"
"You're not happy with me here?"
"So happy it's like madness. Oh,
being near you is a wild happiness!
And when I touch yon, it's as though
I took all of your strength into my
hand." '
"And when' I touch you, Joan, I
feel as .if I'd taken the blue out of the
Sky and all the gold out of the nioun-
taine, and all the laughing and the
•
MAX
SR,ND
singing out of the world."
"Hush!" shoe pleaded, "If you say
such things, I'll be begging you to
stay. And now they tome—oh, don't
you see?"
"What do I care? I'm living a year
every second. I've spent a whole life
of 'happiness right !here trying to tell
you how much 1 love yeti, Joan. But
the words don't Stell you w'hat I mean -
"Then for my sake go!"
"Ask me again, Joan."
"For •my sake."•
"And you care for me—just a little
to begin with?"
"Yes!„
"Then) , " He took her in his
arms, but with her face raised to his,
something weakened and snapped in
him. And in her face and her eyes
he found a solemn power which kept
him from touching' her with his lips.
Another moment and he was spur-
ring away for freedom.
CHAPTER XV
. The Valley of the Shadow
It was' just as Gloster plunged in-
to the wood near the jail that a bul-
let struck Haines. And there was a
sting of irony that went almost as
deep as- the plunging bullet in the
knowledge that he was struck by .a
random shot. After the thousand dan-
gers he :had faced, to be killed by ac-
cident,—
He
c-
ciden't, -He thought of all that as he sagged
against' a -tree trunk, watching with
d'im eyes the' shadowy horsemen who
were racing through the wood in the
pursuit of the escaped man. Then, as
he strove to get to the ,black stallion,
his foot eaught. He fell heavily and
struck the side -of his head against a
stump.
He lay only a few moments on the
ground, but it seemed to him an eter-
n•ity,., He was faint and weak when
his eyes opened again, and the. -roar
of voices in the town and about the
jail'had grown into a heavy cihorus.'
• 'He felt the blood which trickled,
from his wounds where the bullet had
entered and ' left his body, and he
knew that he was indeed no better
than a dead man, What he wanted
meat of all was to get into the open,
lie Tflat on, his back and, watching the
cold stars grow dim, so die. If only
he could "find water in the sands,
for a fire' of thirst was burning in
him, -closing this 'dry throat.
Stumbling on in this fashion
through .the wood, with shadows al-
ready swinging before, his eyes, he
ran against. a projecting branch, a
stiff, and strong -tipped bough which
cut against the wound... He clapped
his hand over the pla,c;e, felt the
blood gush, and staggered .weakly on
toward the black 'horse.?
The stalli en, remained honestly
where he had been placed', but his
low neigh of greeting came faint and
far to Lee.. He reached for the pom-
mel and then" found that he would
never 'have the strength to pull 'him-
self into the saddle.
"Lee Haines!" someone was. call-
ing.
"Not he!" answered Haines, stag-
gering as he turned. "Not Haines,
Gloster. Come get me, and be damn-
ed to you—"
And then his misting eyes saw that
it was only a girl who stood 'before
him, and he knew it was a girl's
voice that 'had spoken,`
• 'It is Haines!" she wits crying eag-
erly.
"Where's Gloster?".
"lie's lie's gone as fast as
can , take him away." '
"Thank God!"• -
They were interrupted by a rushing
of men and horses through the brush
and the clamour of a score of voices
caviling. Already the light cavalry of
the town had swept into the pursuit;
others were following. A cluster
p)unged past the girl and. Haines not
a dozen feet away. But they were
looking for moving figures, and these
stat;onary shadows remained unseen.
"Why aren't you riding?" she .as'k-
ed.
"Riding?" Haines echoed. "I'l1 go
as far as water and stay there. Is
:here water pear here---"
Pe coughed and the excruciating
pain stopped his voice. She stepped
close tc him, and as tit, agony abat-
ed a little, he could sec that it was
'the girl who had sold Peter that day
and bought lame -track again.
"You're wounded—badly," she was
saying.
"I'm. nicked—nothing bad,. If you
can tell me where's there's wa-
ter and—" a'
lie tumbled and would have fallen,
but her shoulder caught' under his,
and held him' strongly up. Sthe drew
one of his dangling arms ,around her
neck. Her right arm she passed a-
round him, and.: new hall his weight
slumped Iifelessly upon her.
"Try to walk—slowly!" she gasped,
and they staggered on through the
darkness,
"Doesn't amount to anything," she
heard him say. "I'll just tie tip the,
place they nicked me --be all right in
.a minute and—you go along about
your business -nobody must find you
�c ith mbe
But no matter li'ow bravely he talk-
ed, :she saw that his head had fallen
far forward so that he was -blinded to
the way 'they went, and every mom,
ent the weight she was carrying in-
creaeed, There was' a wild) fear in -
ben She felt that ,at any moment it
might overtake her a.nd•-paral,yz.e heat_
And so slie fought it back savagely
and centred all her mind' on the need
of the big' man whose weight was
lurching to and fro against her.
She Chad seen :an old cabin, more
than half ruined, which stood among
the trees, and co this. sire now led
Lee Haines. He was barely past the
door when he slumped down, his
'weight tearing away from her grip-
ping hands. while the murm'u'red: "I'll
just sit down here to rest a minute.
a fast horse
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'picahis p
" #:+"ave . 0e a 'Inateli?" • & e cried.
"'Oh, quickly!"
"Idere's ane, Did l hear waster rLui
Ding some place here?"
She took the box'•of hatches frown[
his 'hamd. It wear always brat we,y,
oho understood, with men who had
ben badly wounded. -'-A t'ortur'ing
thirst burned in them
Ethel struck a light and looked alit -
lowly around h,er, The cabin was a
wreck indeed. There was no flooring.
Half of the roof bad craved in ander
the weight of a falling - branch w'hic'h
thrust a great cluster of dead boughs
and, twigs into the building. • Rea, rust
was eating the remnants of an iron
stave to dust in --a corner.
In another space there was a bunk
built against the wail: it must have
been ,two, or more- years, Once the
place was inhabited, yet by tine bunk
stood a singularly vivid memento .of
the man who had once dwelt here. It
was a candlestick with a short sec-
tion of time -yellowed candle still in
it.
Here cher match burned out. With a
second one she lighted the candle.
"Not too much light!" Haines gasp-
ed.. "I want to die away from 'em.
I. don't want them around me yapping
and asking questions. Put something
around it. And a little water--"
His voice was cut away by another
cough and she saw his big limbs con-
tracted by a,. 'spasm of agony. No
doubt that wound was grimly serious,
but water seemed to her the most
crying need.
Not ten steps from the door she
found the pump, still uted by random
passersby, it, appeared, for it was
primed. She filled Hain'es's, canteen
with 'clear, cool water and brought it
back •to him,
He caught it with a great shaking
hand that .spilled half the contents
down his' breast. She had to hold it
for him and his eyes made her shud-
der. They were like the tortured eyes
of a dumb beast dying in agony. But
this creature who lay, mute was a
man!
After that she looked to 'his wound.
His whole right side was adrip with
blood, and when she cut away the
shirt with his own knife, she saw a
purple -rimmed hole—
Blackness .swam across her eyes.
Then she got swaying to her feet..
"I'll have a doctor here in one min-
ute--"
He shook Itis head with such an
expression of earnest entreaty in his
face that she paused.
'"Afl this needs is tole plugged—to
stop bleeding. • After that, i'll be all
right
"You can't be sure! , And when I
see .it—"
"I know, You're never seen a fel-
low clipped with a slug before. But
this is nothing. Leaves you weak for
a little ,while. After that, when the
blood' stops runn'ine a man is, all
right. I'll be walking around in an
hour!"
She studied his face anxiously, but
,he smile'(it back at her, and she drop-,
ped to her knees beside him.
"Then,tell,p}e what to do. Tell me
how to help you!"
"If I had a pacaof cloth—'
She turned from, him, ripped away -
her un.'erskirt and tore it into strips.
He followed her movement nodding
with a sort of weak admiration,
"Very strong for a girl," he said.
"Very strong! Never would dream it
from the size of your wrist,"
She. wondered that he could say
such things; but after all, slice decid-
ed, he must be very familiar with
wounds and must know that this one
was not deadly. She made pads of
the cloth.
With lris own hands he placed' those
pads over th'e wound behind and the
wound in front. Then she tied the
bandage around him, drawing it to,
such a'. point of tightness as he den
Man c''ed,'
.After •that, he wanted water again.
Sii.e brought it, and again held the
e.inteen to his lips,
• Some. of the pain 'had gone from
his eyes now. And in its place thele
was a shadow -like 'sleepiness, very
like it!
She was rejoiced when lie smiled
faintly at her, and in 'he'r happiness,
smiling back to hirnt, she took one of
his hands and cherished it between
both her own.
CHAPTER XVI
Eyes That Saw Not
It appeared to her that be was grow
ing m'omentar.ily older and older, that
his cheeks were thinner and that'his
eyes were sinking into a shadow„
while a pile circle' came around. his
mouth. His lips seemed tinted with
blue.
"You're sure that this is the right
thing to do—that there's no danger?" -
she asked.
. "Not a 'bit."
"What can I do now?"
"Go home and go. to bed and for-
get that • you "'saw me."
"Do' you really want me to do
that?"
"Of course. You mustn't be found
with me."
"But who'll take care of you?"
"I'll be away in half an Ibour,"
„Away?"
•"On my horse, I mean."
"You couldn't possibly ride, after
being so hurt."
"You dont know. I've been sliced
up worse than this before, This is an
old, old story!"
She hesitated, but at last she shook
her head witch conviction.
"I' won't say a word if you don't
want .to be bothered," she assured
him, "but I want to stay here to try,
to make you comfortable. For in-
stance, ,dont you want, something 'un-
der your head?"
And taking off her jacket, she roll-
ed it and placed it under leis head.
-Wliafev`er -,1tis'-words had err he---ar.-
cepted 'h t m.inistratione. And look-
ing cow--, into his eyeas as slie leaned
above 1-':-r, it, seemed to het that they
were h ittomless wells of gratitude.
"Thor good," he whispered to cher,
"Blit, why are you doing these things
for nue?"
"You • risked yourself ',to save an-
other man," elle -explained. "Isn't it
right that I. should help you?"
"Is Gloster your brother?" •
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and hand about, y'ou know, Pl'at's the
only way people can
"Hers helped yqu? Tisk) are about
that! "
He smiled at •he.'r, 'eagerness•,, witib
that sleepy slrradow, as. she thought
it, gradually deepening in his eyes.
"An enemy of mine found me *hen,
I -had this hand baadaged _ Vlve other
day," •
He exposed- that bawd, . with blood
crusted on the palm mom the use of
1x45 revolver. The' .frietiteon of the butt
must have caused him exquisite pain,
and the girl shuddered at ,the raw-•
edged round.
It was about to be my, finish,"-
went on Lee Haines, "but Harry Gloa-
ter stepped in between me ,and the
other feil:ow' Q'• gun."
He paused' and thee; added softly;
"Never hada met me before — never
heard of ane—hadn't talked with me
five. minutes—but she jumped right in
between me • and a fellow .who can
make a revolver talk seven. languag-
es. Gloster hit twice, and that end-
ed the tight. Barre -handed work 'a-
gainst a revolver! It wa.,9 'a pretty
Pee thing!"
"But just like elm!" cried the girl.
"I though you didn't know him?"
"I've seen him."
"And having seen him, you know
all about him?"
Suddenly he reached for her band,
found it, and drew it close • to his
breast. And the fingers Which touch-
ed hers. she .thought colder than run-
ning Water.
"My dear," said Haines, "I once
knew a• girl that was in love with a.
fellow like Gloster. No, he was real-
ly likea'nobody in the. world. But like
Gloster, the law made no difference
to him. Will you let me tell you what
happened to her?"
'She nodded., •
"She looked like you. That's what
put it into my head. • She had the
same sort of metal-ggld ,hdir and the
'same kind of blue eyes.. Mind you,
she was still as different from you as
Closter is from the man she loved.
"Ste was very quiet; very gentle:
and to see het•, you'd wonder how any
man—or woman either, for' that Mat-
ter—could bear. to male her suffer.
But the Man she loved --well; to tell
you .the short of it, 'he tortured. her!"
"Oh," m'urmured Joan,' 'tihow ter-
rible! I1 a. man were so cruel to me
--no °•matter how I loved bin—"
"What would you do?".•
"I'd leave tem, even if my heart
were to break."
"Ah, but you •see, as I said before,
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and whisMiwgwild up .ah•. tfiem .
"Ah!" murmured the. gill, aiiaie 'hi
leaned forward, pus'hi'ng ' the cantata
closer, as though its" 'light on thii=
of, the man anighst help her to uitaara..
stand the story.
"Joe took . the youngster home. apd °
raised him. Had a hardi .ttnie. 'Dan
Barry—he gave that for his nes-17
didn't seen to know where his cotter
or his father was. And when he. was "i;:
asked where he came'from, Ile simply,
waved a hand at the southern hornz- „
on. And when die was asked where'
he ' was going and why, he didn`t•
l�now. He tried to run away at first,
blit when he was always caught, he
gave it up. Finally he seemed to by
quiappy
"Buttehhe w•as different from other
people. He was es quiet as a
most of the time. .:But when lee was
stirred up, he turned into a fighting
devil. A fighting devil," . repeated)
Haines with a sort of religious awe.
"And when he fought, though he
wasn't.a big man, he had the strength
of a half a dozen men. Imagine a
hundred -and -fifty' pound' wildcat, you
see?
"Cumberland had seen lam in a
couple of passions .w'hen he was a
youngster, and he made up dais mind
that the only way to keep Dan from
getting into trouble was be keep guns
out of his hands when he was around
other men, He'd let ;)him hunt as
much as he pleased, but he never let
.him wear a gun when he was going
to town
- ''And -
Barry lived mostly, in • the
nrountairs—mighty little at home. He
carne back with a wounded wolf -one
(!ay. Barry called it a dog. But he
was the ringer of a black -coated wolf,
and a mighty big one.
' "That was the `dog' that Dan call-
ed Black Bart. It was danger on
route paws, that wolf. Ready to tear
the heart out of any other man and
ready to die for Dan.
(Continued Next Week).
SNAPSI1OT CUIL
WHEEL. PICTURES
The motion of the ferris wheel was stopped at 1/100 second at f.8. The
exposure of the still locomotive wheel was 1/10 second at f.16. The wheel
of the barrow was taken at f.8, exposure 1/25 second, after a long study
of lights and shadows and much changing of camera position. ,
,"The world is a wheel."
WHEELS—man's first invention
—make photographic subjects
of absorbing interest. There is a lot
of fun in making.a hobby of wheel
pictures.
There are so many kinds of
wheels — wagon wheels, spinning,
wheels, automobile wheels, loeomo-
tive wheels, water wheels, steering
wheels, cog wheels and the thousand
and one other sorts and sizes used
in machinery. And every one of
them, when pictured in a photo-
graph, fells some kind of story of
human interest.
Wheels tell you tales of speed and
power; they are witnesses to man's
inventiveness and ingenuity; from,
the wheels of the ox -cart. to the
landing wheels of an airplane, they
_symbolize. the history of man's
progress; new wheels tell of line
and activity; old wheels, broken
and abandoned, spell obsolescence,
decay and the end of things. What
a stimulus to philosophic reflec-
tion are pictures of wheels!
Wheels to photograph may be
found everywhere—in junk heaps
and farmyards, in streets„ in fac-,
tories, in your own home. Photo-
graphically, their many patterns
and the shadows of their patterns
offer a variety of fascinating studies.
Wheels are easy to photograph. You
can be leisurely in your prepara-
tions, unless, of course, they are
wheels on a moving vehicle. As still
subjects, you have an opportunity
to use time exposures on them if
needed, not forgetting a small stop
opening for sharp detail, particu-
larly for shadows. Wheels provide
• subjects for striking angle shots,
especially when they form a part of
masses of machinery in factory or
engine room.
Pictures of wheels call/or close-
ups. ' They should fill the view
finder. Often, when the iinpression
of size and strength is desirable,
the print may he trimmed so that
the wheel crowds the picture space
to the limit.
-When-wheels are in_ revnlution.
don't think you should always use
a fast shutter speed. Blurred spokes
in the photograph will give the
sense of motion just as they do to
the eye.
Try some pictures of this inti`igu-
Ing subject; and may the Wheel of
fortune favor you.
122 JOHN VAN GUILDER.
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