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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-07-20, Page 6WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES tfRSW.1. '-J1"'1'.! INTO THE SUNSET BY JACKSON GREGORY Thursday, July ?Oth, 1939 SYNOPSIS Barry 'Haveril leaves his Texas liome to see the country, meets a man who has just been shot who turns out to be a cousin of his, Jesse Conroy. Barry helps tane care of his wounds and Jesse gives Barry his gun, a very unusual one. When they part Barry leaves for home but finds the family is no longer there. When he is leav­ ing he suddenly comes across a dead man who turns out to be his brother, Robert. Barry starts searching for the murderer and goes into the mountains to find gold to use for continuing his search.- .He finds a good spot, gets gold and goes to Tylersville to get money for it. There he meets Judge Blue and his daughter Lucy, who help him to get $450 for his gold. Judge Blue also tells him that the gun Jesse gave him is the gun of a murderer known as the Laredo Kid. The Judge invites Barry up to visit him and there Barry discovers the horse and saddle which was stolen from his bro­ ther Robert when he was killed. He finds out that it belongs to a cowboy who will return that night. He waits outside the stable and finally a rider comes up who turns out to be Jesse Conroy. 50 noticeable instant. “It’s one o’ my 6.1* saddles. I’ve had it two-three year.” “You lie, Cousin Jesse,” said Barry steadily, and pulled his sixgun out of its holster. “That was Tex Humph­ reys' saddle; so was that black Tex’s; and you killed my brother Robert to get them both. Killed him like a dog just for a horse and saddle. Now, if you think you’ve got any more killing to do—” A man standing close behind Barry brought a Colt revolver down brutally on Barry’s head, and the boy slump­ ed do wn. A commanding voice said: “Pocket your gun, Laredo! And put out that damned light. Quick about it!” “I’m damned!” muttered Jesse Com roy. Slowly he obeyed both orders. Then through the sudden dark his voice came quietly: “What’s the game this time, Judge?” “So you killed young Haveril’s bro­ ther, did you? Just for a horse and saddle!” “Yuh’re a fine one to talk,” sneered Jesse. “Well, I’m not sayin’ whether and kill each other, Now if you keep your shirt on I’ll tell you about this young Haveril. He blew into town to­ day with a fist full of dirt still sticking to it. pressing affair to find got it.” Jesse whistled softly. killed him before yuh found Then, eager and alert, he added, Judge, he’ll be lookin’ up across to yore new ranch; be tellin’ the crowd all )> gold with the And it’s my* out .where he “An’ I might have out!” “But folks, he’ll knows—’ "He won’t be seeing anybody me for a while,” said 'the Judg'e, keeping him shut away. In the morn­ ing, if he’s feeling like travelling, I’ll put him on a horse, tell him we’re headed for the ranch, and hand him over to you. And you’ll be over at the shack in Rncina Canon. You and I wilt work this together, Kid. And when we’ve won it, I’m paying you off, and you’re handing back to me what’s mine—and after that if we- ev­ er meet up again—Weil, fill your hand Kid, that’s all. his an’ he but i, “I’m Jesse Conroy whirled,r as swift as 2 cat, and crouched and whipped out the gun riding loosely in its holster. “Oh, it’s you, Sundown!” said Jesse. His hand was lowered. There was an .irritable edge to his voice: “Yuh made me jump purty near out’n my boots, Cousin Barry. Y’want to look' out, scarin’ folks like that, less’n one starts shootin’ before he thinks.” “Why should you start shooting, Cousin Jesse?” asked Barry. Jesse laughed and at last slipped his .gun back into its place. “Want to sell that black horse you left here last night, Cousin Jesse?” “What’s come over yuh? I thought yuh didn’t go in for hosses yuhse’f, -likin’ them long laigs better. “That’s a real nice horse,” Barry. "What’s on yore mind, Cousin Bar­ ry?” said Jesse, and again his voice was edged. “That saddle, too,” said Barry. “I was looking at it this evening. The fancy Mexican one. Where’d you hap­ pen to get that saddle, Cousin Jesse?” Jesse answered in an off-hand way, “That saddle? It’s one I picked up down to Laredo one time. Why?” “When?” asked Barry. “You been down to Laredo since I saw you? It’s quite a ways from here.” Jesse's answer hung fire scarcely a “He’s out cold," said the Judge. RS A y1 if Wj 1 t I said* killed young Haveril’s brother or not, but I’d shore* shot young Haveril daid if yuh hadn’t knocked him out the minute yuh did.” "No,” said the Judge. No. You hear me, Laredo? I’ve got plans of my own for him.” “Yes?” said Jesse, and sounded frankly mystified. "Want to make me laugh? Judge Blue wastin’, time over this kid? What in hell’s he got that I overlooked?" He ended peeringly. “He ain’t a prince in disguise or some­ thin’, is he?” “Some day, Laredo,” said the Judge more quietly, yet in just as deadly and cold a voice, “we’ll maybe cut loose Jesse laughed tauntingly. “There’s one more thing, Judge,” he said. “I got a good look at the girl the other day. When I hand yuh back what’s yore’n, yuh’re to hand me the girl along with the res’ o’ my pay. I got a hankerin'—Tudge, I’d marry her ev­ en!” For a while it was very still there at the stable. After a while the Judge drew a long breatli. He said in a voice which was not quite so steady: "You are getting a swell-head, Laredo. It’s a disease that’s sometimes fatal Bet­ ter slow down.” But the- Laredo Kid, reckless and arrogant young devil, mocked him WON’T 'BE SEPARATED y \ Ugg Madeline Buchola, in LosMrs. Angeles, Calif., quoted the Bible as saying, in effect, that she could not be deported to Canada because she then would be separated from her husband, The U.S. immigration service said Mrs, Buchoh, after six years in the country with her husband, Bred, an American war veteran, must be on the next Canadian-bound deportation train leaving behind eight children to be cared for by her husband, who works at a $24-a-wcek janitor's job. Then word came that the mother could stay with her family. Mrs, Bucholz is shown .reading the Bible, surrounded by her children, The children, (LEFT to RIGHT) are: Lawrence, 6; Cecil 16 months, Rear row (LEFT to RIGHT) ate; Clair, 8; Chester 4; May, 12; Josephihe and Charles 13, Carl, 14, is not show. front drawlingly. "Better be on your way, Laredo. And if you’re pot just trying to be funny—Marry her? Well, we’U see lat­ er. Tomorrow evening^ early I’ll be at Encina Canon, and young Haveril will be with me, We’ll talk, And one thing more.; better get rid of that horse and saddle tonight,” “I’m on my way in two shakes,” returned the other, “Drag your man off and shut the door so’s I can have a light. iMebbe yuh’d better shine a light on him now to make shore whe­ ther hejn’t playin’ possum,” “I’ve had a hand on hijn all the time,” said the Judge. “He’s out cold. Get going Kid. Y adios,” Barry regained consciousness lying fully dressed on the bed which earlier he had been adverse to mussing up. There was a cold wet towel on his head and the Judge stood over him. “Well, young Haveril,” he said. ‘“Alive; are you?” “What happened?” said Barry, con­ fused, “I got up for a drink of water,” said the Judge, “and thought I saw some­ one prowling outside under my win­ dow. I went out to see about it and was just in time to see you standing­ in the stable door talking to some­ body; and just when it looked like shooting, some other fellow jumped up behind you and knocked you out cold with a club. Then they were off like a shot, the two of them. What was it all about?” “The man in the barn, with the lan­ tern—Know him, Judge?” “Can’t say that I do,” answered the Judge, “He was by here a month or so ago, looking for work'. That’s all I know about him. Who is he?” “I don’t know much about him my­ self. I met up with him not long ago; he told me his name was Jesse Con­ roy and we sort of figured out we were relations.” “What were you two getting ready to fight about?” Barr}’ shut his eyes and lay still a moment. Without opening them he said. “My head hurts, Judge; it’s hard thinking straight.” It was nearly an hour later when Barry had his second' visitor. A slim white figure bent over him. It was Liicy in a long white nightgown with something thrown over her shoulders. As he reared up on his elbow she said “Sh!” almost- at his ear. Incoherent at first, her rushing words only perplexed him anew. But he caught, “Go! Oh, go quickly! Get tup and go! You must—You can, can’t you? You’re not hurt too badly, are you?” He sat on the edge of the bed and Lucy’s face wasgf so close to his own that, in what dim light filtered in from the stars, he could see her eyes in a white face, and her eyes were big with fright. Even her voice, whispering as • it was, was charged with terror. It came in a wild jumble of -words. There were things which she wanted to hold back, which she had not thought she could speak of to anyone, and yet in her frantic state before she was through he had nearly the whole story. First of all, she had known that the Judge lied this afternoon, when he told Barry that Zachary Blount had taken Barry’s sister o-ut of town—for Lucy herself had seen Zachary and the Judge together going mto a store just before the Judge joined her to drive home, And she had seen and over­ heard what occurred at the stable. “He—that man—your cousin, he is the Laredo Kid!” she told Barry fear­ fully, And then she told the rest of it, and ended with her frantic pleat “Yoa'iH go! Barry. I’m afraid— Promise me!” “Yes/* said Barry, and' slipped from the bed, groping for his hat and the new carbine. “I’ll slip- out and go now” She trtofched him, and whispered shiveringjy, "I'm Barry” “Then eo-me with She seemed for their har.de were focked so- tightly to­ gether to fee of a mind to go with r«m — but, "No” she saM.. 'TO be all right, Anyhow, for a while. Until the Laredo Kid comes back and — Oh, Barry! He wanto me!” Barry said, ”1 won't go without you!” “You mu.ot! You must, Barry! And quick!” “Then I’ll come back-—” “Listen, I sometimes ride ‘back on the mountain to look at the sunset. There’s a trail up to Lookout; it’s a plateau behind the house with the cliffs cutting across it. Meet me there Barry — at sunset-*—” “Tomorrow?” “N-o. Not so soon. They may Be watching for you.^Ih three days, Bar­ ry?” The evening appointed for the meet­ ing with Lucy found him at Lookout Point, high on the mountain side above the Judge’s fine house, hidden in a brushy thicket from which he could watch the steep zigzag trail, Dark came and there was tio sign of Lucy. He waited an hotit then he withdrew higher up into the moun­ tains. Fie came back each sunset time; on his third coming he saw something which had been here all the time, waiting for him, passing un­ noticed. “Deai' Barry, if anybody finds this it will be you, because no one ever comes up here. I am writing this the very next day after you left, I am to be taken away this very day—and I don’t know why and I don't even know where! Oh, I hope you are all right! And, Barry, I do wish I had gone with you, You will come back when it is safe, won’t you? I’ll ride up and leave this now — I’m telling him I’m 'going to say good-bye for a while to Lookout. I’ll put it half un-t der a stone and I hope you find it,— Good-bye, Barry. Lucy,” "Tomorrow,” meditated Barry, mak­ ing his swift, silent way through a bit of forestland where he crossed a tiny upland valley toward his new hideout, “I’ll go see my folks'. I’ve got to tell them about Robert,” As he passed through a small open glade a shot rang out and a bullet cleft the air, close to his ear, and with it came an exultant shout: “Got you, Laredo! Got you, you dog!” Barry leaped as a deer leaps, clear of the opening among the trees and into a patch of brush, and-leaping fell and rolled and brought up crouching, his own gun in his hand, in a shad­ owy gully. A second shot and a third whizzed over his head. "Hold it, or I’ll burn you down! I’m not Laredo. You’ve got the wrong man!” There was a silence out of which finally a puzzled voice, sounding dis­ gruntled, muttered: “Not Laredo, huh? Who says so? You’d say so’if yuh was Laredo.” "Don’t be a fool,” grunted Barry. “If you know Laredo, you know his voice, don’t you?” Reluctantly the voice admitted: “Yuh don’t sound like him, that’s a fac’. But yuh looked sort of like he does— And what yuh prowling around like this for if yuh ain’t Lar­ edo?” “You make me sick,” snorted- Bar­ ry. “You came mighty close knock­ ing me over, you jackass.” (Continued Next Week) SUMMER WARNINGS Warning signals have been put up by the Health League of Canada in the hope of reducing the number of preventable deaths of summer vaca­ tionists. First, there is the resumption of the campaign commenced last summer to extend a knowledge of artificial res­ piration and’to impress upon those in charge of supposedly drowned persons to continue efforts, for hours, if neces­ sary. Then, there have been the League’s scared to d’eath^ me*—”’ a moment,, while Punch For Summer Parties By BETTY The summer beverage parade starts with the Fourth, of July. A punch bowl suggests fun and hos­ pitality. Knowing this the hostess will welcome the delicious Sunkist Iceberg Punch illustrated above. It is suitable for holiday entertain­ ment on July Fourth as well as on many other warm days not nation­ ally celebrated. The tea infusion gives a subtle flavor which guests will relish. The oranges and lemons provide the valuable and necessary fresh fruit juices. Fortunately California produces a bountiful supply of juicy Valencia oranges, therefore punch parties for patios and picnics are in order. Picnic Menu Chicken Noodle Casserole Olives Celery Radishes Tomato and Cucumber Salad Lettuce Sandwiches « Cherry Pie Sunkist Iceberg Punch Sunklat Iceberg Punch cups boiling water teaspoons jasmine tea cups sugar 5 cups orange juice 1 cup lemon juice M quarts ice water, gingerale charged water BARCLAY 1 quart Lemon Sherbet Orange slices and cherries or • berries for garnish Pour boiling water over tea.. Steep 5 minutes. Strain and add. sugar to warm liquid. Stir to dis­ solve sugar and cool. Add chilledL . fruit juices. Put in punch, bowL Just before serving, add ice water' or carbonated beverage. Garnish, with orange slices and fresh, cherries or berries. Float sherbet on top. This recipe makes 1 gallon and. , fills an ordinary punch boWl. Pro- • vides 32 small punch glasses. To - serve a larger number, have sugar,, tea and fruit juices mixed in tho correct amount to refill punch bowl as needed. May omit sherbet.. Lemon Sherbet cups sugar cup water stifty beaten egg whites cup lemon juice cup water 2 8 1% or 2 1 2 1 1 . Boil sugar and water together for 5 minutes. Fold sirup into egg whites. Add lemon juice and water, . beating in well. Freeze in crank freezer or in mechanical refrigera­ tor. If in mechanical refrigerator, set cold control at fast freezing. Stir „once after the sherbet has stiffened. Return to freezing com­ partment and finish freezing. the and ag- many warnings against themse of raw milk. In addition, at this season it is pointed out that every care should be taken to ensure the utmost sanitation by the burning of waste, with care lest the fire’spread. No waste mater­ ial should be allowed to reach waters of spring, river or lake. Poison ivy should be avoided summer living quarters screened ainst flies and mosquitoes. All food, of course, should be screened* and if possible refrigerated. Diets should be given attention, green vegetables replacing many of the sugars, starches and fats. Light-colored, Joose-fitting clothing should be worn, changes of under­ wear should be frequent, with the daily use of the bathtub. Finally, there is the warning that while sunlight supplies the valuable Vitamin D and is known to increase: one’s power of resisting disease and... to promote health generally, there is- such a thing as danger from an ex­ cess of sunlight. The skin and the ■ eyes should be guarded against too- much strong sunlight. 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