Loading...
The Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-06-25, Page 6INF WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, June 25th, 193$ Business and Professional Directory L.P. HOLMES Office Phone 54.Nights 107 Located at the Office of the Late Dr. H. W. Colborne. HARRY FRY Licensed Embalmer and Fuaeral Director Furniture and Funeral Service Ambulance Service. Phones: Day 117. Night 109. rara raMMMMMmMraNMmMraHMMmMMMMraaMi Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. Risks taken on all classes of insur­ ance at reasonable rates. Head Office, Guelph, Ont ABNER COSENS, Agent. Wingham. PACK SIX SYNOPSIS . . .Silas Spelle, high- j plumb ashamed of him but I gotta Landed, low-principled cattle baron, admit he dang near earned the right is out to smash the local bank and ‘ to eat his fool haid off this trip.” | Johnny was quite shameless and unabashed”. He yawned and grinned and rolled a smoke. “Ain’t often I get service like this. Gotta make the most of it, y’betcha. An’ yuh know yuh’d feel offended if I didn’t eat yore cookin’,” he ended, addressing these words to Ronny. “I could do with that kind of cookin’ the rest of my life, I’ll tell a man.” “Haw! Flaw.” rumbled San Juan.as , Ronny blushed and fled. "Kinda sud­ den, that kid, eh Tex?” "He’s purty danged fresh if yuh , ask me,” chuckled Tex. “If’n he don’t j mind his manners I’ll work him over ! with a quirt.” “Huh,” snorted Johnny. “Jest try it, yuh frazzled out ole tie string. Now to show yuh I’m a gentleman I’m goin’ in an’ help Chang wash the dishes.” “Heh—heh,” sniffed Tex scornful- force foreclosure on the small ranch­ ers of the Kanab desert country so that he can seize their range lands. He is opposed by Ed. Starbuck, pres­ ident of the Cattleman's Bank, and by San Juan Delevan, prominent ranch­ er who has been crippled by a fall from his horse. Johnny Clehoe and his partner, Tex Whipple, are cow­ punchers employed b ySan Juan Del­ evan to fight the rustlers and protect his interests. A week after they had gone on their quest Tex Whipple and Johnny Clehoe lode slowly up out of the -gulf of the Kanab Desert, to where the San Juan plateau loomed dim and purple in the violet dusk. They were gaunt, hollow-eyed and weary. Their faces; their clothes; their horses were gray with dust and the grime of the desert. Their eyes were bloodshot; their lips cracked and raw from the Lite of alkali dust. In front of them, slow and ponderous, moved the cattle they had regained from the rustlers. It had been a terrific task to nurse •exhausted and faltering brutes across the torrid wastes but the job was nearly done now and the cattle were travelling faster, having smelled the water in the troughs on the slope above. Arriving at the corrals Tex and —Johnny turned their charges over to Fink Crosby and Pod Fortune, all that remained of the Box D punch­ ers, then unsaddled their horses, turn­ ed them into the pasture and walked with stiff, awkward strides up to the ranchhouse. San Juan Delevan and his daugh­ ter Ronnywere on the veranda. “We brought yore cows back, San Juan,” said Tex wearily. “Had to J?ump off two o’ yore former punch­ ers to get 'em. But they’re all here, every dang haid.” *• “Good boys,” rumbled San Juan. "By God, it’s a relief to find men yuh can trust. Ronny, yuh go help Chang rustle grub for Tex an’ the kid. Set it on this table. Tex, yuh an’ Johnny go wash up an’ then while yuh eat yuh can give me the story.” A good wash and plentiful food made new men out of Tex and Johnny. Johnny ate until he nearly fell out of the chair and until even Ronny was moved it. “Goodness, Tex, feed this child of impossible to fill him up.: “Miss Ronny,” drawled Tex, “I’ll apologize for him. Ordinarily I’d be to remark about don’t you ever yours? It seems it would at the Springs. They wa’nt no marks of any stampede was there?” “None whatsoever,” answered Tex. "The signs showed they jest cut out that bunch an’ headed ’em north­ west.” “I knew it. Ever since I got hurt I been figgerin’ Wade an’ his crowd was crooked. Pink Crosby an’ Pod Fortune are good boys but the rest was workin’ with Wade. Yuh know Tex, I’ll tell yuh somethin ’about how I got hurt. I was drivin’ a thousand haid of my prime stuff to the railroad at Sawtelle. We had the herd, bedded down at Skelton Springs. The night was quiet, no wind or nothin’. I was sound asleep when the break came Fust thing I knew they was a lot of bellerin’ an’ shoutin’ an’ when I got outa my tarp I saw the cattle was on the run. I chucked a hull on a bronc an’ forked him an’ lit out to try turn ’em so the’d take to millin’, was dark as the ace of spades an’ an’ It ev- “Dcln’t stall for time,” the bandit snarled. erybody was ridin’ hell-catoot. They was men ridin’ on both sides of me. "All of a sudden on plain level ground my hoss turned a somersault. O’cotirse I hit hard an’ my light went out. When I came to it was jest breakin’ day. My bronc was lyin’ jest as he fell, with a broken neck. They was a canteen tied to the saddle and as I was dryer’n hell I drug myself over to him to get a drink. While I ; was restin’ I got to figgerin’ it was ly. “Gettin’ mighty, considerate of that Chink seems to me. Wonder if yuh think yuh’re foolin’ anybody. I hope the little lady smacks yore face with a dish rag.” When Johnny had gone the levity slipped immediately 'from Tex’s face. He turned to San Juan. "Sorry the kid an’ me had to sali­ vate those gents with the cattle.” “I’m not,” bit out San Juan sav­ agely. "Shore they had it cornin’ the > damned double-crossin’ coyotes. Ev- kinda“ funny that hoss should have erything trailed out jest as I figgered fallen thataway on level ground. I looked him over an’ jest above the fetlock of the near front laig I found where he’d been burned with a rope.” "Hell!” burst out Tex. “Yuh don’t mean to tell me one of them dang snakes roped yore hoss an’ throwed him apurpose?” "Tex, that’s jest exactly what hap­ pened.” "Then the whole thing was a set­ up—stampede an’ all?” “I figger it was. An’ they run off with eight hundred haid of my stock —I couldn’t do nothin’. I was a dang­ ed sick man. Wonder yet why I did­ n’t die. Loosin” them cattle jest about broke me. I got a mortgage I was gonna clear up with the sale of that herd. An’ it’s taken the last of my ready cash to bring in that last herd what I bought over on the Simon’s Gulch range across the desert. I shore am travelin’ on the ragged aidge right now. An’ I don’t know how the hell I’m gonna take up that mortgage. I can’t stall off Ed Starbuck much long­ er, an’ still keep my self-respect. Ed was over to see me the other day yuh know, that was him yuh rode in with. Ed’s one white man, but he cain’t run his bank on nothin’.” At this moment there came the clink of a shod hoof against rock. Tex was instantly alert. "Hoss cornin’,” he pronounced softly. Through the dim murk a rider ap­ proached, coming in along the Car- illion trail. There was the sound of a stumble and then a volley of curses in a harsh, Scottish brogue. Delevan grinned and leaned back. “Okeh, Tex,” he chuckled. “That’s Doc McMurdo.- Tough ole Scotch­ man but pure gold underneath. Coin­ in’ out to take a look at this damned back of mine I suppose.” The rider dismounted before the veranda with another rumble of pro­ fanity. "Light down Doc, light down,” call­ ed San Juan. “Yuh seem to be hav­ in’ yore troubles.” “ ’Tis the dommed trail, mon,” ras­ ped McMurdo. “And this crazy drun­ ken baste I’ve been r-r-riding. Twice he na’threw me. How’s the back, Delevan?” “About the same Doc, no better— no worse.” “Lucky ye ar’r-e to be alive. Dele­ van—I’ve bad news for ye. The bank’s been r-r-robbed. Starbuck, Stinson and Bur-r-ney are dead, poor deevils.” "What?” exploded Delevan. “The bank robbed—Starbuck dead—an’ the rest? I—hell—when did it happen, Mac?” “Thursday afternoon. The dom thieves got clear away. The sheerif has come and gone wi’out doing a thing. ’Tis a wor-rthless mon he is. An e-ex-aminer is on hand and de­ clares the bank insolvent. ’Tis rumor has it that that scheming, gr-rasping Silas Spelle is taking over all the bank’s paper and mortgages.” Delevan laughed harshly, hopeless­ ly. “That means I’m finished. Spelle will foreclose on me the first damn thing he does. He’s been wantin’ my range for a long time. Tex, I reckon yore job won’t last long now.” Dr. W. A. McKibbon, B.A.. PHYSICIAN And SURGEON DR. R. L. STEWART PHYSICIAN Telephone 29. Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (England) L.R.C.P. (London) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. W. M. CONNELL PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Phone 19. W. A. CRAWFORD, M.D. r Physician and Surgeon Located at the office of the late Dr. J. P. Kennedy. Phone 150 Wingham J. W. BUSHFIEJLD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan. Office — Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone. Wingham Ontario A THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD Thorough knowledge of Farm Stock. Phone 231, Wingham. It Will Pay You to Have An EXPERT AUCTIONEER to conduct your sale. See T. R. BENNETT At The Royal Service Station. Phone 174W. R. S. HETHERINGTON BARRISTER and SOLICITOR Office — Morton Block. Telephone No. 66 J. ALVIN FOX Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC - DRUGLESS THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by Appointment. Phone 191. Wingham F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated. Office adjoining residence next to Anglican Church on Centre St. Sunday by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL CHIROPRACTORS CHIROPRACTIC and ELECTRO THERAPY North Street — Wingham Telephone 300. Ah investigation into the sinking of the river boat Tashmoo, which struck B rock off Sugar Island and sank in Ibhe Harbor at Amherstbdrg, Ontario, aftet 1,400 moonlight excursionists from Detroit had been safely landed, has been ordered. (1) the captain and officers of the Tashmoo oh the top t deck of the vessel after it had settled on the bottom, LEFT to RIGHT: Second Officer Shearer, Assistant En­ gineer Weihmillcr, Chief Engineer l PrartkHessong, Captain McAlpine,. Moil and First Officer Webster. (2) A group of passengers on the dock, (3) a view of the sunken Tashmoo. Tex was thoughtful for a moment. "How much is that mortgage worth?” “Ten thousand dollars. O’course I could cover it if I wanted to sell off all my stock. But without stock, what good would my range do me?” "That’s right,” nodded Tex. “San Juan, would you consider goin’ in pardners?” “Who with?” "Me—me an* the kid.” “Tex—I’d jump at the chance. It’d be the best thing whatever happened to me. Bein’ tied to this damn chair the way I am I cain’t get around an’ take care of my spread like I should. With you an’ the kid in with me we could make things hum—but, wait a minute. We’re fergettin’ Spelle an’ that damn mortgage.” “Not a leetle bit, we ain’t,” snapped Tex. “I been lookin’ for.a chance like this. Johnny’s old enough now to start settlin’ down an’ gettin’ his spurs hooked into somethin’ permanent. I got a pretty stake saved up fer the kid an’ I know where I can get more. Together it’ll be plenty to squelch Mister Silas Spelle. An’ we’ll make the kid foreman, San Juan. He needs some responsibility now, somethin’ to make him forget his kid stuff an’ turn man. Yuh got a sweet range here— the kind I been lookin’ for fer a long time. It is a go?" “Tex—it shore is.* Yore talk puts some strength in this damned, worth­ less ole carcass of mine. Shake!” Daylight the following morning found Tex far out on the Kanab Des­ ert, pounding along at a steady lope. He had three horses and was chang­ ing from one to the other every two hours. In this way he did not have to halt to rest them. All through the scorching day lie rode steadily. At evening he halted for half an hour at a brackish, green scummed water­ hole. While the horses were drink­ ing and resting Tex wolfed down a ’couple a long smoke, The of powdery sandwiches, took drink at his canteen, rolled a then resumed his steady ride, pale moon rose, arched and descended. The black heart of the dawn took form, hovered—lightened —and was gone. The sun came up. And with its rising Tex rode up to the shipping town of Sawtelle. It was rails end of a spur the S. W. & I’, had thrown up along the western edge of the Kanab Desert to tap the cattle ranges of the district and a few min­ ing operations subject to sporadic out­ bursts of activity, Tex went direct to the railroad sta­ tion. He was window by a agent. "When’s the manded Tex. "Nine fifteen. Ticket? Where to?” "Sevier.” The agent selected a strip of paste­ board, pounded dates on it and slipped it through the wicket. "Twelve dol­ lars and forty-two cents.” ■ Tex folded up the ticket and stowed it away and tossed a golden double eagle on the counter. greeted at the ticket yawning, heavy-eyed next train out?” de- “Keep the change a minute,” he adjured. “Can I send some telegrams from here?” “Sure. Here’s the pad. Write ’em out.” (Continued Next Week) Father Of Nine Suicides George Strooder, about 40 years of age, a well-known farmer of Green­ ock township, five miles west of Walkerton-Kirtcardine highway, took his life by hanging himself in the barn on his farm. S,trooder is the father of nine children, the eldest be­ ing about 14 years of age. Illness of his wife and financial worries are said to have preyed on his mind to cause: him to commit the act. Committed For Trial Gordon G. MacLaren and Robert S. Fletcher, Toronto brokers, were' committed for trial, after a prelim­ inary hearing before Magistrate J. A. Makins, on charges of forging and. uttering a power of attorney against Alexander Campbell, retired Seaforth farmer, and obtaining Dominion of Canada bonds, to the value of $10,000. Bail was arranged at $5,000. HYDRO LAMPS DOMINION DAY TheLon^ Life Lamps ** LOW RAIL FARES Between all points in Canada. Take advantage of these low rail fares to spend a delightful Dominion Day holidayl FARE and ONE THIRD for ROUND TRIP . Minimum Rail Fare 25^ Tickets good going Tuesday, June 30, until 2 p.m., Wednesday, July 1. Return Limit, leaving destination not later than Midnight, Thursday, July 2. For fares and further information apply Ticket Agents CANADIAN NATIONAL cram raU ftiiaranteed Carton of Lamp* totitoHouio Wingham Utilities Commission Crawford Block.Phone 156.