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TRAIL’S END
by Agnes Louise Provost
The water in her pitcher was
fresh from the creek and cold. Anne
splashed in it vigorously, one foot
still tapping at odd moments in
time to an intermittently hummed
tune, but a disapproving pucker had
come between her delicately marked
brows. Now why did she have to do
that silly trick? Hadn’t she any
sense at all? Why do anything which
might start anybody, even Martha,
wondering where she had come from
and what she had been before she
had stepped off the two-^thirty-eight
at Marston? She must be more
careful.
Dressing was a swift matter in
these days. Insinuating odors of ba
con and coffee were creeping in,
but she went out of dooi's first.
Over by the horse corral she
heard a sudden series of thumps,
like dancing hoofs on hard ground.
Rounding the corner of the house
she caught sight of Barry Duane.
The dancing sounds came from the prettiest pinto Anne had even seen,
corral and making
at the gate. On the
Duane was a saddle
“Barry Duane, what are ing?”
“Oh, hello!” He turned'
guilty grin. “Do you mind
visitors
biting a
exercise
Comet,
around
good trails/
Her eyes shone. She tried to
frown, and made a bad job of it.
“But you mustn’t do such things.
It’s awfully good of you to want to,
■but I really can’t—”
“'Can’t ride?
morning.”
“Don’t be so
what I mean,
of your time and Petry’s and ham
mered ana dug and sawed, and made,
special trips to Marston on errands
that I ought to have loolked after
myself, asjd even brought things
down from your own ranch, but
when it comes to taking your horses
“Don’t you like him?”
“Of course I like him. He’s a darl-
in g.
“Then he’s yours. And don’t think that you are getting anything very I
great, because I have a hundred more
running loose. Comet, come and
make friends with your new boss.”
The pinto arched his neck and
looked warily at the strange hand.
Anne reached over and ran her hand
down a satin neck.“Oh, you beautiful thing!” she
said softly. “How could anybody
part with you?”Barry Duane looked down at her
with his nice smile.
“It doesn’t have to be a complete
separation. I’ve been hinting that
I expect to come along when you ride
him, but I haven’t had even a nib
ble yet.”“You’ve got/one now. I’m wild to
try him.”
“This morning?”“Love to. Right after breakfast.
Have you had yours or will you have
some 3yith us?”l
“Both, thanlk you. I like Martha’s
coffee and I’ve been up since before
five. ‘Comet, we stay.”
prettiest pinto
penned in the
playful rushes
ground 'beside
you do-
with a
having
at thig hour? I thought I’d
pinto down and ask you to
him occasionally. His name’s
It’s a good riding country
here. I know some pretty
I’ll teach you in the
innocent. You know
You’ve taken hours
For the first half mile they
scarcely spoke. Anne let Comet ouf
a little. Pounding hoofs sounded
back of her, and the long-striding
Captain goon came abreast. She gave
Barry a radiant look, and his heart
suddenly skipped a -beat or two and
went i-ocketing up into his ears.
After a time they came to a high
flat that was like a parkland.
“Like to stop?” he suggested.
This -is one of the places I wanted
to show you . . .”
They found an inviting place to
sit. Anne sighed happily.
“And to think,” she added lazily,'
“that I’d planned to spend this
heavenly morning struggling with a
hoe.”
“It’s
insisted
gespon
“If you
neighbors take a hand,
won’t do that, Tranquilino has a
nephew who will come day by day,
and I’ll see that he doesn’t over
charge you. I hate the idea of your
grubbing in the fields. It doesn’t
fit you at all.”
“I’m a hard-working woman, you
know, not a princess in an ivory
tower.”
“You’d make a better princess
than anyone I know.”
She caught a dark flicker in his
eyes. A warning little bell chimed
somewhere in her
Duane was not the
careless love.
The days ran by
water slipping over
was still plenty of work to be done,
but the first furious onslaught was over. Things were, shaping up, in
doors and out.
Every mornng Anne ran out to
look at the new green of her alfalfa fields. There were hours in the1
kitchen garden or out cn the porch. >
Evening,? sbe often sat with pencil
and paper and thoughtfully pucker
ed brow, trying to figure profits and
losses, the cost of stock and what
she ought to do next year.after
own
found
End. The ob-
detoured to
not a woman’s work,” he doggedly. The mere sug-
seemed to make him angry,
need more help, let your
Or if you
head. Barry
kind who made
as swiftly as
a dam. There
some
ranch,
an ex
Barry was looking
neglected wonk on his
but every few days he
*cuse to stop at Trail’s
liging Boone Petry
Trail's End every time he drove in
to Marston and occasionally when he
'didn’t. Martha developed an unpan-
\ nv prescience in guessing when he
was due and piling up errands and
odd jobs for him.
They were out on the steps
day when Petry drove up, the
car piled with supplies.
‘‘There’s your package from
mail order house. Miss Anne, here’s a letter for Martha. No
tens for you or me. Shall I take
groceries around back,
one
old
Half an hour later he was out
again saddling the pinto for her and
Anne was making a quick change
into riding clothes.
Barry was waiting with the
horses,“All outfitted for the trail, aren’t
we? I suppose that means that you
have ridden before?”
“Some ,. . . Not much,” she add
ed honestly, “but I’m crazy about it.’
The pinto danced delicately, im
patient to be off, but she held him
in while Barry swung himself into
his saddle. He nodded approvingly
“That’s just right. Keep a steady
hand on him and he will soon know
which one of you is boss. You’ll
find that he has plenty of ginger,
hut he’s well behaved.
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the
and
let-
the
groceries around back, Martha?”
He usually walked straight thro’
the front door to the kitchen, as did
everybody else, but today he flick
ered an eyelid at Martha and tramp
ed around to the back door. Martha
followed him.
“Look here, Martha, some of the
old hens in Marston are tailkin.”
“What’s the matter with them?”
“Miss Anne’s the matter. Mis’
Bagley, glie can’t get over the shock
of ,findin’ that there wasn’t any tag
on her coat, and Mis’ Caswell at the
post-office, she says it’s awful queer
that Miss Cushing never gets letters
from home like other folks.
“Well, what did you tell her?”
Petry scratched a worried head. Her
bein’ a lady, I couldn’t very well
cram her remarks down her throat,
could I?”
“No,” said Martha dryly. "Bein’
a man, yoti wouldn’t know hiow.
Now see here, Boone Petry, the next
time you hear any such interestin’
conversation goin’ on, you just slide
up and tell ’em you know for certain
only you wouldn’t tell anybody but
them, that Miss Anne hasn't any
folk except cousins she’s never
seen, and she run away because her
guardian wanted her to marry a rich
old rake that she hated.”
Petry grinned. “All right, Martha,
just as you say.”
Martha^ mouth quirked briefly
and sobered again.
‘‘Lcok here, d° you suppose Bar
ry’s heard any of this?”
“Don’t believe .so. If anybody’d
evei’ said it to him, he’d have sailed
in and took ’em apart.”Martha looked worried. “No,” she
said grimly, “he wouldn’t take ’em
apart. He’d just turn icy and freeze
’em until they cracked. And he’d
rage inside all the way home, be
cause he’s awful fond of Mss Anne.”
Inside of the house a voice was
singing, a lilting soprano. Petry lis
tened for a moment, eased the box
softly to the table and slipped out.
didn’t want to. This was a new life
and she was going to be happy in it.
She was happy, Would ghe ever feel
free tn do the things that other girls
did—to marry, for instance? Even
if she told the man first? But she
couldn’t tell. Whatever happened,
she didn’t dare do that . . . She
wondered what Barry Duane would
say if he knew.
She jumped up suddenly and gave
heiseif an 'impatient shake. She
would go out and saddle Comet and
leave it miles behind.
For the first half mile they swept
along in an exhiliarating burst of
speed, but after that she pulled the
pinto down to a steadier pace and
once turned to a steeper trail he
bent down to business and climbed
diligently.
This was the first time that she
had ridden for any great distance
alone, and there was a thrill in it.
She meant to make the same circle
that she and Barry haa traveled on
their first ride together.
For over an hour she rode slowly
Then she reined in anc dismounted.
Comet watched het with liquid, un
blinking eyes as she .climbed out to
a boulder of red sandstone. It made
a natural seat.
For a long time sue sat there.
The sun ray’s were slanting from
the west. Little by little the warmth
and light were fading from her face
again. She jumped up abruptly,
Sbe suddenly realized how low that
sun was. “Comet!” srte called. ‘Come
boy, we’ro going home.'No answering whinney .came to
her .gall. There was no sign of the
pinto.Anne stood very still for a mo-'
ment, telling herself chat she wasn’t
scared. It was her own fault; she
ought to have “tiea mm to the
ground” as Petry called it. She.
gave an anxious glance at those'
■slanting rays and turned quickly on
her way . .A swaying bush on a lower slope
caught her eye, and then in an open
space there was a flash of glossy pie
bald flanks. |She called with all
the strength of healthy young lungs
The pinto caught the sound, looked
back and hesitated. She was within
a hundred feet of mm when he
frisked capriciously, 'Droste into an
easy canter and stopped at a safer
distance.She could have wept with. vexa
tion. M'ore slowly this time, Anne
followed him with coaxing voice and
outstretched hand. This was a nice
game, and Comet was feeling colt
ish and gay. He let her come quite
near and then wheeled and cantered
off again.
When she came to t»ne next open
space, there was no s'ign of the pinto,
she stopped and called again. There
was no sound. The graceless Comet
had gone lightheartedly about
own business, and she must
his
get back to the trail ana‘make her long
way home.
The trail? The thought startled her. She made a turn, blankly
strange, and came suddenly on a
wall of rock.
It rose sheer, two ntmdred feet
or more, directly in her path. She
turned and looked back uncertainly,
wondering where the first wrong
turn had been. Back of her the
blank wall of cliff, ana ahead and
on both sides stretched an endless
reiteration of trees and undergrowth
and rocks in bewildering confusion.
There was no trail. She was lost.
Barry lounged comfortably n a ibig
chair and wondered why Petry was
so late. He had been out in
blazing Junipero all day, but'
knew that Petry ,haa 'conveyed Mar
tha Larrabee in to Marston to spend
the day, and the efficient Martha
would not have allowed any such
late returning to her own duties.
Probalbly the odd rascal had invited
himself to supper at Trail’s End.
Barry was thinking of a shabby little ranch house in "a .sunaill valley
where a girl was gallantly tackling
a
the
he
man’s job. It was a queer occu-
per square
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phone No. 12,GRANTON
Anne was restless. She was alone,
for Martha had gone to Marston to
spend the day, leaving shortly after
breakfast with Petry. At first it had
been rather fun. She had roamed
from the liou.-.e to the creek and
back to the house again, but little
by little things that she wanted to
forget had crept in.
She must not think of them; she
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For a moment the fading sunset
lights played a curious trick on him.
He saw a shadowy figure in the
chair opposite him, with luminous
eyes and a curved mouth that smil
ed at him. He was always thn'lting
of Atone. And he had' known her
only a few short weez.s . . .
Steps came from the rear, heavy
and hurried, and Petry’s head ap
peared “Ain’t Miss Anne here?”
“No.” Surprise turned quickly to
apprehension. “What’s the matter?”
“1 dunno exactly.” Petry looked
increasingly uneasy. ••You see, I
brought Martha home, but Miss Ato
ne, she’d gone out somewhere for a
ride. That was two hours ago. Of
course, they ain’t no reason why she
shouldn’t go off for a ride and come
home late, but it kinda bothered
me.”
(Continued next week)
(Too Late for Last Week)
Mr. and Mrs. Walker Carlisle vis
ited over the holiday with friends at
Brantford.
Mrs. A,. Filshie lias been spending
a week visiting with friends in. Tor
onto.
Mrs. Chas. Perkins, of Exeter,
hag been visiting, for the past week
with Mr. and* Mrs. George Gram.
Members of the Gleco C. G. I. T.
•Club left Tuesday to spend a week
□amping at Turnbull’s Grove, Those
going are Miss Margaret J'ohnst'on,
leader of the C.G-.I.T., Gladys Pass-
more, Gra;ce Brock, Norma Douglas,
Jean Foster and Olive Lemon.
The many frieuds of Mr. David
Blaekall, of the Zurich Road, just
West of Hensail, will be sorry to
hear his is in visry poor health. Mrs.
George, Smale of Hensall is in attendance. ,
G i bb in gs-Jervis AVedding
A pretty wedding was solemnized
at the home of the bride’s parents,
Mr. and Mrs. R. AV. Gibibings, Clin
ton on Saturday, August 4th, when
their eldest daughter, Ellen Grace
formerly of the Bank of Montreal
staff, Hensall, was united in mar
riage of Russell Lewis Jervis, only
son of Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Jervis,
of Goderich Twp. The ceremony be
ing performed ,by Rev. Fr. G. Far-
rill, of Clinton. The bride, given in
marriage by her father, wore a frock
of white organdie and bouquet of
Johanna Hill roses and ferns. The
■bride was attended, by her sister
Misg Edith Gibbing, who wore a
frock of green organza and carried
a bouquet of summer flowers. Ray
mond Tliiel, of Seb.ningville was the groom’s man. The bridal party en
tered the living-room to the strains of Mendelshon’s Wedding March,
played by the bride’s grandfather,
R. J. Gi'bbings, of Toronto, during
the signing of the register, Mr. Gi.b-
bings .played “Whispering of Love.”
A wedcling lunch was served in the
dining room which was decorated
in pink and violet with summer
flowers. The assistants were 'Misses
Doreen and Dorothy Farquhar, .of
Hensall, Miss Ellen Gibibings and
Miss Dorothy Watt, of Clinton. Mr.
Mr. and Mrs. Jervis left on a trip
down the St Lawrence and on their
return will reside in Clinton. Guests
were present from Toledo, Ohio,
Port Hop-e, Toronto, Burlington,
Drayton, Stratford, Selbringville,
Lucknow and Hensall. Mrs. Jervis’s
many friends in Hensall extend con
gratulations.
Hensall Council
Regular meeting of the
Council was held Wednesday
in Council Chambers with
members present. Minutes of previ
ous meeting read. Petty and Shepherd; that the minutes be adopted
as .read. Carried.
Petty reported, re work of repair
ing shed roof as being finished.
Robinson reported 're the work on
the underground
as being satisfac-
Village
at 8P.m
all the
the streets also fire 'supply tanks
tony asa whole.
Treasurer Cook
election costs as the village share.
Communications
following: County
rate; Imperial 0<il Ltd.; Lakesdde
reported re
being $47.50
read from
Treasurer on
s,
the
for
the
tax
Farmers* Day I
BECAUSE the farmer is of sufficient importance to the people of Ontario to
warrant it, the major exhibitions in the Dominion feature Agriculture.
The Western Fair, Canada's Oldest Annual Exhibition, believes in the
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SEPT. 10 -15, 1934
W. D. Jackson, SecretaryJ. H. Saunders, President
Coal Ltd., re relief coal; Ontario
Rural Municipalities Association
Employment Service of Canada, same filed.
Bills and account read as follows:
T. G. Bonthron, expenses tax coll
ecting, $6.00; J. Priest, catch basins
$1.00; Hensall Hydro, hydro, $4.57
F. Kennings,' painting shed roof,
$23,i50; W. R. Davidson, tile for
streets, $5.94; A. Spencer & Ston,
supplies for streets, $110.00; Municipal World,, Supplies, $2.09; Ex
positor, printing P .of H. $1.5 8; O.
Hedden, labor an streets 70c.; Bon-
th'ron & Drysdale, supplies $8.13;
Petty and Shepherd
as received'
total $63.51.
that accounts
Carried.
Petty and
Clerk prepare
pose of charging $1.00 to all house
holders and places of business bene-
applied on
Tha't
of
from
be paid.
it obi ns on:
a By-Law for the pur-
That the
fitting by the road oil as
the streets. Carried.
Robinson & Sangster:
Clerk order five barrels filler for the pavement __
County Engineer. Carried.
Shepherd and Robinson; That
September .meeting to be\ held
■Sept. 5th at 8 p.m. Carried.
Petty and Shepherd; That we
range to strike the tax rate at
Sept. 5th, meeting. Carried.
Petty and Roibin'son: That we now
adjourn. Carried.
James A. Paterson, Clerk
Lower School Results
Hensall Continuation School
The number after the candidate’s
name indicates the number of De
partmental Examinations passed:
F°nn 1
Doris Alexander 4; Audrey Coch
rane 4; Marion Dougall 4; Robert
Drysdale 4; Agnes Fairbairn 2; Jean
Foster 4; Ivan Kipfer 4; Gladys
McKenzie 5; Verna MacLean 4; R.
Peck 4; Gladys Saunde'rcock 1; Robert Thomson 4.
Form HHarold Bonthron 2; Annie Carlisle
4; Lloyd Crawford 4; Allan David
son 4; Jassie Dick 4; Kathryn Drys
dale 4'; Kenneth Elder 4; A’lex Fil-
shie 4; William Glenn 4; Dbrothy
McQueen 4; Kenneth Manns 2; Geo.
Pierce 4; Irene Smale 3; John Tra-
,quair 3; Helen Walker 4.
At the conclusion of the recital
given by the pupils of Miss Greta
Lammie on Thursday evening, Miss
Lammie was presented with a beau
tiful hydro table lamp and "
lowing address:
Henfeall, Ont. Amg.
Dear Miss Lammie,—
We, your pupils, taking .
this recital desire to express to you
our very great appreciation because
of your splendid work and the .in
terest you have always shown in us.
Your love for music has
in us, a greater desire to
more efficient in it.
Because of your cheerful
on life our association with
been an inspiration.
As a slight token of our esteem
we ask you to 'accept this gift assur
ing you, that you have the
wishes and the good will of all
pupils.
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The death occurred at his Lome
on the tenth concession of McKillop
on Monday, August 6th of Andrew
Patrick, a highly esteemed resident,
in his 67tli year.
The deceased had been in Tucker
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iting his brother, Montgomery Pat
rick who has been laid up for some
weeks as a result of an accident in
which both legs were fractured and
while at the latter’s home was seiz
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home in McKiillop, but in spite of
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ago to Miss Margaret Barbour, the
daughter of James Barbour, of Hib
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later moving to McKillop. Mr. Pat
rick was a valued member of Caven
United Church, of Winthrop. Sur
viving are his widow and one son,
Roy, of McKillop, also two brothers
Montgomery Patrick of Tuck^rsmith
and William Patrick, of Hibbert and
two sisters, Mrs. R. Lavery, Hibbert'
and Mrs. Isaac Moore, Tuckersmith.
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nesday with interment in the Staffa
Cemetery.
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