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Home My WebLink AboutThe Huron Expositor, 1939-09-08, Page 71• 4 a • • 11 hi aL Ci I6 117, cPr i!G 5t'j;t`j1kS r„LJti<., u tit lam, 8 p39. LEGAL ELMER. D. -BELL, B.A. Sueee sor to John H. Beam Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Seaforth, - Ontario • 12-46 .McCONNELL & HAYS Bannisters, Solicitors, Etc. ,se Patrick D. McConnell - 'H. Glenn Hays SEAFORTH, ONT. Telephone 174 - VETERINARY A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary Col- aege, University of Toronto. All dis- eases of domestic animals treated by dile most modern priticiples. Charges aweetssonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. Office on Main ;Street, Hensa.U, opposite Town Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scottish Ter - 'lees, Inverness Kennels, Hensall. 12-37 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC DR. E. A. McMASTER, Graduate of University of Toronto J. D. COLQUHOUN, M.D., C.M. Graduate of Dalhousie University, Halifax' The Clinic is fully equipped with complete and modern X-ray and other up-to-date diagnostic and therapeutics equipment Dr- Margaret K. Campbell, M.D., L.A.B.P., Specialist in diseases in, in- /ants ntants and children, will be at the Clinic last Thursday in every month from 3to6pen. Dr. F. J. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every month from 3 to 5 p.m. • Free Well -Baby Clinic will .be held on the second and last Thursday in every month from 1 to 2 p.m. a687 - JOHN A. G.ORWILL, B.A., M.D. Physician and Surgeon IN DR. H. H. ROSS' OFFICE Phone 5-W - Seaforth W. C. SRROAT, M.D., F.A.C.S. Surgery J. C. GODDARD, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Phone 96. Office John St., Seaforth 12-38 DR. HUGH H. ROSS Graduate of University of Toronto, Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate course in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; Royal Opthalmie Hospital, London. England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. '5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. 12-s6 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- pital, London, Eng. At COMMERCIAL HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD WED- NESDAY in each month, from 1.30 pan. to 4.30 p.m. 53 Waterloo Street South, Stratford. 12-37 AUCTIONEERS HAROLD DALE Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in farm and household sales. Prices reasonable. For dates and information, write Harold Dale, Seaforth, or apply at The Expositor Office. 12-37 Mrs. Brown had recently acquired a dog, and was proudly demonstrat- ing this good points to a friend. "I know he's not what you would call a pedigreed dog," she said, "but no tramp or beggar can come near the house without his letting us know about it." "What does he do?" asked ner -friend. "Bark the house down?" "No; the crawls under the sofa." • Teacher: "How ^old is your father?" Tommy: "Thirty-eight, sir." Teacher: "Well, I must get you homework more suited to his age." • The actor had been out of work so long that the looked like a pauper. He negle'otedl his appearance this. clothes 'Were untidy, his shoes unshined; and his face unshaven. Came t re day he galloped into the house add took his wife in his arms. "I finally received a break!" he cried joyously. "The Gigantic Studios have hired me to play a omall part in their inew films. In this picture I play the 'part of a. bum. But what a bum! It calla for superb artistry on' my part for this fellow is a tramp who wears the worst set of rags you have ever seat." Itis wife nodded. "That role is eight for yon," site asserted. "All +ertme.ti have to do 'is tidy tip a bit." Se.ie Ifnee JACKSON GREGORY ._..rill - ..r. -yam► TENTH INSTALMENT SYNOPSIS Barry /tavern' goes hunting for a cousin'- of his, Jesse Conroy, known as the Laredo Kid, 'who Murdered his brother Robert. Barry is befriended by Judge Blue anddaughter, Lucy. The Judge nos out to be a friend • of Laredo's and a bad ar tor. Barry escapes, however, and meets an old man named 'Tim- berline, who also is gunning for the Laredo Kid. After several • years of searching, Barry returns to Judge Blue's house, whena he meets a man, called. Tom Haveril whom) he accuses' of being°' his cousin, Jesse, in disguise. Barry becomes convinced of this later and they have a gun battle, both getting hurt. Recovered, Barry discovers 'Tom Haveril has mar- ried Lucy whom he loves. He al- so finds evidence do -show that Laredo has something on Judge Blue and the Judge has to do what Laredo tells him. But with Barry and Timberline, the Judge 'goes to the cabin where Tom and' Lucy are. Timberline takes the Judge -and Laredo to the kitchen, while Barry tries'to tell Lucy that her new 'husband is no good. "Timber," he called sharply. "Here I be, Barry. Want me' to 'kill the two buzzard's after all?" "Herd them out on the back porch. Then get on your horse; I guess it's there handy, isn't it?" "Never handier," said Timberline. "I'm not going to talk all night to this girl. And when you and I go - well, we'll go fast" "Suits me," said Timberline, and then barked out to the Judge and Tom Haveril: "Yuh heard it? March yuh two. I reckon what Barry's got to say to the lady can best be said tater-tate." 'hucy," said Barry, "first you've got to believe this: Tom Haveri'l is the Laredo Kid." She scoffed at him. Then she `said, brightly beautiful, as she, so much smaller than,he, gave" the impres- sion of looking down on him from some lofty height, "Tom told me all that he knows about you as we, drove here tonight" "tile's tried to make you think that I'm Laredo?" He heard the three men out on the back porch; he heard • a door close. A moment later Timberline called out, "Ready to ride when you are, Sundown." At that Barry suddenly caught Lucy up in his arms and ran with her. • She tried to scream; he clamped this big hand tight over her mouth. She bit him buf'..-he kept her still. He threw her up into the Judge's saddle, held her with one hand while he managed his own horse and mounted, then roared out to Timberline: "Ride, pardner! Sock your spurs in and ride." He started his own horse and the Judge's off at a run, heading back toward the mountains. It was a mad thing to do, but mad venture has a way of being won. After them, not knowing what it was all about, yelling like a Comanche, came old Timberline. "I love you, and you'd better know it," said Barry. "I am Tom Haveril's wife," she reminded him. That was a good half hour after they had raced away from Tom Haveril's ranch house. "Hi, Timber!" he yelled. "Shove along back to camp. Tell Ken on our payroll to take care of the Judge and Laredo if they come out that way looking for us." "What about you?" yipped Timber- line. "Don't know. Oh, I'm all right, and I'm taking good care of Lucy here." Barry stopped to blow the hard - ridden horses; he had also a thought to Lucy whom the had put through a difficult thirty minutes. man and wife. And if 'he was your husband, you wouldn't 'shave him long. I'm going to kill him." "Murderer! Coward. and merder- er!" "No, it wouldn't be murder," said Barry calmly. "Not even if I came up on him , from behind and killed him before he knew it. It would be what they call execution, Lucy girl." She rode along with him aagatn, making no attempt to escape. "Remember that night more than three years- ago, down in Tylers- ville?" said Barry. "Well?" said Lucy. "You saw what happened," con- tinued Barry. "You saw the Judge hammer me over the head. You didn't see -the man in the barn, but you beard the Judge call pini Laredo. That man was Jesse Con- roy, my Cousin Jesse; and he is Lare- do. and he is' Tom Haveril." "I don't believe .it!" "You understood that the Judge took a hand when he did, putting me out, to keep me from the chance of being killed if Laredo and I fought it out as we were bound to, And you knew why he cut in, to save m.y life long enough to find out where I'd got a fistful of gold." He gave her her chance -to speak, but she had nothing to say. - "You knew him that day for a liar, for' a robber, for a man to run- in double harness with the killer, Laredo, You came pretty close that night to running away with me,- Lucy; with me, a stranger. You were scared." She spoke up then, and sharply -enough. "What about tonight?" "You saw him kill 'a man. And you knew it was murder. And. Tom Haverfl -came along, the good-Iooking, murdering thou d -dog, and you mar- ried him! And I tell you," and his voice rang out fierce and strong, "it wasn't because you were in love with Tom Haveril; it was because you just had to run away from that big white house with its Judge Blue trim- mings." "No!" said Lucy. "It wasn't that-" "Don't lie to me, girI!" "You've got 'to Iet me go, Barry Haveri l." "I'm going to let you go -set you free -turn you loose," said Barry, and she detected the deep tender- ness in his voice. "Not from me, Lucy girl. Free from the horror of the whole thing. I'm going to make you happy with just three or four little words. Ready, Lucy?" "Have you gone crazy?" demanded Lucy. Barry said simply: "Judge Blue isn't your father. That's true, dear. You're not Lucy Blue at all." "Barry!" "That's a part of what I've got to tell you," he went on. "I didn't know until that night Tom Haverii and I shot each other. He knew. He had proof of all this hid out at that cab - 'in where we were. I got away with what 'he'd hid. As soon as he could he tried to make sure of you, marry- ing you(--" "He loves me!" said Lucy, trying to sound defensive, but her voice faint. "That's natural," conceded Barry. "Any man would," "But tell me-" "You're going to ride wit me. I'm going to show you." They rode, Lucy for a while in the most profound meditation of her life. Not Lucy Blue at all -'not the Judge's daughter. "Barry! Tell me everything!" "I'll not tell you everything be- cause I'm going to show you what Tom Haversil had hid at the cabin in the mountains; and you'll know es much as I do. "I've another place, where I've been 'hid out, getting over the at- tack of hot lead I caught from Tom Haveril. I left the things there that I want to show you. Sarboe's there, too." After a long, long while of thread- ing devious, ways through wilder- ness intricacies, Barry lifted his arm to point; she saw • a flicker of light across- an inky hollow, on the far "Let me go!" she cried furiously. "I'm not afraid of you!" said Lucy. "I'm glad of that, Lucy," said Barry gently. "Of course there's no reason why you should be afraid of me, but I thought you might be anyhow. I'm glad." That made her defiance seem a small, unnecessary thing, and so it angered her. "Let me go!" She cried furiously. i'I say, let me go; do you hear me? '1 . am going back to Tomer --oto my husband'." "He's not your husband, Lucy. You know that. A preacher just came and said a mouthful of words. Nothing could Make you and him r.. side under cliffs. "There's Sarboe," he called cheer- ily. Before Barry had the vaguest ink- ling that anything was wrong, men sprang up all about him; rocks. and bushes of a moment ago seemed to turn into men. He saw 'here and there the faint glint of starlight upon their weapons. • "Both hands up, high., Barr y Haverii!" shouted an exultant voice. That was Jake Goodby, Tom Rever- ies foreman, a slack -jawed, slope- browed k'iLler. Barry obeyed, saying nothing, ills eyes darting everywhere at once, Seeking to make Out how many there were, looking for some avenue of espape. Lucy felt a gun barrel driven into her side. A. man called sharply to her, "Get your paws up too!" "I'm Lucy Blue. I am Mrs. Tom Haveril. Tom Haveril's , • wife: We were married just tonight." Lucy 'ran on excitedly: "You've got Sarboe? You're not to hurt him, you know." "Sure I know! Tom wants him to talk first. I'm wonderin' il' Sarboe'Il ever talk again! He's so scared he can't say a word. This here is Barry Haveril, ain't it?" "Yes," answered Lucy hurriedly. "And you're not to hurt him either, Jake,. Tom wants tsar to talk, too," "Say! You're all a;I'ight!" laughed Sake %Goodby. "Mrs.'om now, huh? Say, that's fine." Disarmed, Barry dame down out of the saddle and gitrd still as rope was double-hi•tchied about his wrists and his hands were tied,at his back. Six or eight of Tom Haveril's young hellions dragged him off to join Sarboe where the latter, bound like himself, was propped up against a big rock. He jammed his shoulder against Sarboe's by way of_ companionable greeting and spoke for the first time. "They got us all right, Sarboe," he said disgustedly. "Like a fool, I rode with my eyes shut." Sarboe, writhing in his bonds, could only grunt. Barry could hear Lucy's voice and it seemed to him that she had never been so gay. After a while -he heard her say: "Sake, I want to talk with you." Barry: saw Lucy and Jake Goodby- move somewhat apart, toward the farther rim of the uncertain circle of flickering firelight, to sit on a log and talk together." Jake had Barry's gun, dangling it by its heavy belt. "Let me see it," said Lucy. "How would I look, wearing a gun like that?" Jake admiring, let her buckle the weapon about her slim waist so that it banked low down on her thigh. "Say, why didn't you'n me ever gang up afore now?" he said play- fully. "You mustn't forget that I'm mar- ried now," laughed Lucy• And there, she thought, both fright- ened and exhilarated, she had set her hand to the plow. She even said to -herself, "I am making myself as cheap as a dirty rag doll." "Aw," said' Jake, "yuh ain't scerce- ly married yet. Jus' married tonight, an' already Tom lets you fly loose? Me, if I was Tom, I wouldn't of." Lucy looked at the ' knot of men loafing beyond the fire. "There's no need for them to stay any longer," said Lucy, "With those two men tied up, there's no danger from them." "Might as well all of us be ridin'." said Jake, and added comfortably. "but there ain't any hurry. They'll be a moon later." • "No; we're to keep the two men here until Torn comes. They have something hidden here that be wants. Better tell the boys, Jake, to scatter as they bead back, so they'll be sure not to miss Tom." "How about you?" asked Jake. "You'll stay here, waitin' for Tom." There were many ways in which she might have said yes. Still think- ing of the rag doll. she answered, "If' you want me to., Jake." His hand crawled along the log like a crab and fastened on hers. For just a single loathsome second she let it ,rest there; then she slipped hers out from under it. At that moment one of tilt' men beyond the fire called through a yawn: "Hey, Jake! Come alive, will yulr? What're we doin', squattin' here all night?" And he spoke in a low tone. What he said Lucy could not catch. They laughed and one of them slapped Jake on the back, and off they went, dragging their spurs clankingly. Then she noticed that as Jake came slouching back and the others went to their horses and rode off with a whoop and a rush, one man had remained behind: and this man went straight to the two prisoners. (Continued Next Week) "Mr. Sagara noticed a little cub- icle that was vacant. He sat down at the table and studir-I the menu through clenched, teeth." -Daily Pa- per. Always choose a va,:lnt cubicle for this trick, -Punch. • A lady gazed despairingly at the cotter's barrow, fingered some of the fruit, and then said: "Yes, they are not bad gooseberries, but they are very dirty." "Dirty'," came the indignant reply. "D'ye think I can wash 'em and part their 'air in the middle for tupence a pathnd these 'ard times?" • "What is the hardest part of your work as a lecturer?" asked the man designated as toastmaster. "As a ,rule," replied the other, "the hardest part of my work Is waking up the audience after the man who introduces me has concluded his re- marks." • A quartette of longs'h'orenien were siniging,on• the waterfront when the tenor fell off the dock into the wa- ter. The incident passed. unnoticed by the leader, 'but he realized that something was wrong with the har- mon.y. "What's the matter with you chaps?" he asked. "One of you don't sound right" "It's Bill, rumbled the bass solemn- ly. ">±Ie''s off quay." .(ceuttogeo fes" F go Maio Brieialin lea Will elgin tk prplOP. Mice to immig041.4 trete Great Beni twin, 0..0;x::. platfgrrn Thte CV -Operative. Oo araoass all;'b: Federat'iett affirms- that it is out for the abolition of uselessuese throlighe out Canada. It therefore 'places duty', before libc - t; . It values liberty, but .curly those who have made an honest, attempt to 'Fria •their bit" are entitled. to ahem in the vast benefits of full Canadian citizenslhip. -Property rights 'have grown moss- stlous and absurd!. • No amount of Prone/Ay can give its owner the right to Live without honest work. Property can only be held in -trust for the. na- tion; all private privilege that con- flicts onflirts with the public welfare must be ended. The C.C.F. renounces violence and will only work through orderly, peace- able and csy stitutional methods. Nev- ertheless it .w..1.11 exent enormous pres- sure on any citizens who endeavor to shirk their just dues of labor to so- ciety. Lt therefore will command every clew?. to,,:eavoll ,himeeilf ar - herself .with jeepie-°reorsgnized-trade•-M:4m "0r farmers' institute, or guild or profes- sionals-. assnteaation;s :very promptly. Those neglecting to sign up will be 'registered in ethe Loommon, laborer's union. The -common laborers' union will enjoy in all respects equal stand- ing with any other union or guild, but its members , will 'have to -do their best to perform any task assigned them. No direct action will be taken 'against individuals Who refuse to try to do their part • of Canada's: work. They simply excommunicate them- selves and are therefore prevented -from travelling on any railroad or riding on any vehicle on our high- ways, or from using our telephones. or telegraphs or postal system. This is simple justice. We .should feed such loafers sufficiently and, do all in our power to make them look ridiculous. When they have ceased to sulk and agreed to sign up and behave decent- ly we should' immediately reilestate them with all privileges. Whilst it will be possible under our existing forms of government to take all the preliminary steps necessary, very drastic alterations will follow almost immediately to enable the new government to function properly. Gov- ernment by location must be to a large extent superseded by govern- ment by vocation, Our unions, insti- tutes or guilds will have to organize themselves for their immense tasks. Each local union must elect repres- entatives• to the local council and each local council select delegates to the provincial councils, and from these provincial councils, very choice representation should reach the Na- tional Council. Great care must be exercised to maintain both a local and provincial and national press. Columns. must be reserved in all papers for free discussion of public affairs. Com- munity 'centres must be provided and abundantly equipped with public halls, and opportunities for meetings and discussions provided. A very great deal of readjustment will certainly be necessary. The na- tional labor forces must be"properly balanced. Many will have signed up with unions where they are not want- ed, these must be given second, third or more choices. Our endeavor must be to get every Canadian into some useful and congenial work. Our object is justice. Everyone should be required to make an hon- est attempt to pay his or her way through life and to leave Canada the the' better far their having lived here. From `those who elected to live "the simple life" very little should be LONDON and WINGHAM NORTH Ane Exeter i2) 10.34 Hensall 10.46 Kippen 10.52 Brucefield 11.00 Clinton 11.47 Londesboro 12.06 Blyth 12.16 Bel grave 12.27 Wingham 12.4! SOUTH Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Brucefield Kippen Hensall Exeter P.M 1.50 2.06 2.17 2.26 3.08 3.28 3.38 3.45 3.58 C.N.R. TIME TABLE EAST A.M. P.M Goderich 6.35 2.30 Holmesville 6.50 2.52 Clinton 6.58 3.00 Seaforth 7.11 8.16 St. Columban 7.17 8.22 Dublin 7.21 3.29 Mitchell 7.30 3.41 W EST Mitchell 11.06 9.28 Dublin , 11.14 9.36 Seaforth 11.30 9.47 Clinton 1L45 10.00 Goderich 12.05 10.25 C.P.R. TIME TABLE EAST Goderich Menset McGaw Auburn Blyth Walton McNaught Toronto WEST Toronto McNaught Walton Blyth Auburn MeGaw Measet Goderich P.M. 4.20 4.24 4.33 4.42 4.62 5.06 6.16 9.00 A.M 8.30 12.03 12.13 12.23 1232 12.40 12.46 12.65 r cc ., I see you're dosing ; i lot of work. Henry, _on .the old homestead and about the farm. Did you. come into a legacy?" "No sir, I got a Home Improvement Loan from the Bank, of MVtontreal. A. simple matter- no fuss or bother. The rates are low, and I'm paying it back by instalments." Home Improvement Loans ... obtainable at $ 3.25 per $100 repayable in twelve monthly instalments. For borrowers with seasonal incomes repayment may be made in other convenient periodic instalments. Ask for our folder. N xY BANK Or MONTREAL ESTABLISHED 1817 .iaijh whets small accomsts me welcome 106'. required. Expensive tastes and hab- its should entail harder work. Suit yourselves. When war clouds gather we very sensibly "conscript, ourselves f o r war." The C.C.F. Platform (when the party learns sense) - will adopt the same sensible, just and merciful method for peace. Our real enemies are within us and are far more to be feared than any foreign foes. Poverty and wealth and ignorance and meanness, snobbish- ness and vice, dishonesty, greed, bad water, bad drainage, ill health. Dis- unity threatens to rend us asunder. Our little politicians are out to grab for their localities. Most are very decent fellows, but they are sent to represent 'local interests and they do their little job very well. •But+our vocations are national. Mining, fish- ing, farming, transportation, educa- tion are national, and the representa- tives of industry in the future' will be big men with a wide, even an inter - r' national, outlook. Conscription for peace will improve conditions throughout Canada almost instantly. There would be purpose and direction in place of drift and. muddle. We should 'have to start with "Business as usual," far the na- tional life must go. ono But just as in war , time we provide our Armies with the most expensive equipment, though we know full well that it will be blown to smithereens', so in peace time we should see that every farm- er, or miner, or fisherman has the. best possible housing and equipment for himself and stock, with proper drainage or irrigation as required, and proper communications with his fel- lows. Then when all slums are' cleared away, proper reforestation, etc., established, and Canada made to look as if we loved her every inch, we should commence to take life more- easily and have a really good time in what will have become our own country. =SNAPSHOT BUIL IT'S FAIR TIME It's Fair time! Take your camera with you. SEPTEMBER is fair time and I'll wager that mighty few of you hhve given any thought to this angle of snapshooting. Right? Hon- estly, the fall fair or exhibition offers more possibilities for snapshooting than space will permit telling about. There's the side -shote band with its battered instruments letting forth loud blasts of discordant music. And there are the not so clean -looking venders of dolls, trick gadgets, bal- loons and various other things of questionable value. Everywhere you turn is a subject for good human in- terest pictures. But let's look toward the more serious side of the fair -the exhibits, for instance. By making intelligent use of your camera you can snap record pictures that may later prove invaluable. Then there is the judg- ing of cattle, sheep, horses and hogs. If the judging is done in an open-air ring you can get the picture of the winner of the blue ribbon with any camera -box type or folding. In taking such pictures, or any picture, as far as that is concerned, don't just look in the finder and snap the first thing you see. If the animal being judged has any •tin usual marking8, manage to get to a place near the ring where these markings show up the best In your finder, Try, too, to *Veld unattrare- tive backgrounds such as telephone poles, wires or sheds. -- Among the innumerable picture possibilities at the fair you will surely want to take some action pic- tures and a fair isn't complete without the thrill of horse racing whether they feature the veteran driver proudly seated to his sulky or the young, dare -devil jockey. Snap a picture of the start of the• race as the drivers or jockeys maneuver their horses to the barrier or starting post and by all means take your position at the turn of the track as the 'horses dash perilously around the curve and into the "home stretch." Remember this, however. If you do not have a camera with a very fast shutter, say one that will op- erate at 1/500 of a Second or faster, don't try to snap It rapidly Moving- object as it whizzes directly across the lens of the camera or direct line of vision. Your chance of getting a good, sharp picture Is much greater if you catch your subject at an. angle of about 45 degree's. It'll al- - ways better to play' sale then to take tr chance) and perhapie tet ti.'- blurred pictures X Oth1 your etiblitti and take alotOliteity,rfl ita i Iitt , ,,: On that e'aenttul.. dui` Wite'ft. Ytitlt' y'olP to the fair.'' ,• 2'81 Jolt. 'OM MAO • '5" 2,21