The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-08-31, Page 6PAGE SIX
LONDON SCENE
ONTARIO FIRE LOSSES
their
to
a mouthful of words. Nothing
up against a big
shoulder against
Sock your spurs in
admiring, let her buckle the
DR. R. L. STEWART
PHYSICIAN
Telephone 29.
men
stay
0.
“If
What
They
he heard a door close,
later Timberline called
to ride when you are,
Come
doin,
underground shelters are in readiness-
for the royal family. ABOVE, work
men are seen piling sand bags around,
the Mansion House, the seat of the
Lord Mayor in London.
Rushing preparations for any event
uality, Great Britain is seeing to her
defences. Conical steel bomb shelters
have been delivered at Buckingham
Palace. At Windsor Castle elaborate
Hav-
Tliat
good.
sharply.
Want me
Me,
Could Be Cut By More Care in Aver
age Home
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Wellington Mutual Fire
Insurance Co.
Established 1840.
’ Risks taken on all classes of insur
ance at reasonable rates.
Head Office, Guelph, Ont.
COSENS & BOOTH, Agents,
Wingham.
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
Phone 19.
me see it,” said Lucy. “How
I look, wearing a gun like
Teacher: “Willie, define
‘puncture’.”
Willie: ‘‘A puncture is a
in a tire, usually found a
tance from a garage.
Guest: “Waiter, put this bill right,,
please. Omelette with two t’s.”
Waiter: “Thank you, sir.
be another quarter.”
DR. W. M. CONNELL
Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND
M.R.C.S. (England)
L.R.Q.P. (London)
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
INTO THE
SUNSET
BY JACKSON GREGORY
SYNOPSIS
Barry Haveril 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 and his daughter, Lucy.
The Judge turns out to be a friend of
Laredo’s and a bad actor. Barry es
capes, however, and meets an old man
named Timberline, who also is gun
ning for the Laredo Kid. After several
years of searching, Barry returns to
Judge Blue’s house, where 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 married
Lucy whom he loves. He also finds
evidence to 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
* *
“Timber!” he called
“Here I be, Barry,
kill the two buzzards 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
-L-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.”
“Lucy,” said Barry, “first you’ve
got to beleive this: Tom Haveril is
the Laredo Kid.”
'She scoffed at him. Then she said
brightly beautiful, as she, so much
smaller than he, gave the impression
■of looking down on him from some
lofty height, “Tom told me all that
he knows about you as we drove here
tonight.” , _
^‘H^f ’tried to make yop .think that
I’m Laredo?” * ' :
He heard the three men out on the
back porch;
A moment
out, “Ready
Sundown.”
At that Barry suddenly caught
Lucy up in his arms and ran with
her. She tried to scream; he clamped
his big hand tight over her mouth.
She bit him but 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 Timber
line:
“Ride, pafdner!
and ride.”
He started his
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 Hav-
eril’s ranch house.
“Hi, Timber!” he yelled. “Shove
along back to cainp. Tell Ken March
to have anyhow a dozen men on our
payroll to take $are 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 he had put through
a difficult thirty minutes.
“I’m not afraid of you!” said Lucy.
“I’m glad of that. Lucy,” said Bar
ry gently. “Of course there’s no rea
son why you should be afraid df 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 say, let me go; do you hear me?
I am going back to Tom—to my
husband.”
‘‘He’s not your husband, Lucy. You
know that. A preacher just came’ and
said
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“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 my 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 then, and sharply en
ough. “What about tonight?”-
“You saw him kill a man. And you
knew it was murder. And Tom Hay-
eril came along, the good-looking,
murdering hound-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
ha'd to run away from that big white
house with its Judge Blue trimmings.”
“No!” said Lucy. “It wasn’t that—”
“Don’t lie to me, girl!”
“You’ve got to let me go, Barry
Haveril.”
“I’m going to let you go—set you
free—turn you loose,” said Barry, and
she detected the deep tenderness in
his voice. “Not from me, Lucy girl.
“Let me go!” she cried furiously
KA □IHUi
could make you and him man and
wife. And if he was your husband,
you wouldn’t have him long. I’m go
ing to kill him.” ,
“Murderer! Coward and murderer!”
“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 again,
making no attempt to escape.
“Remember that night more than
three years ago, down in Tylersvillc?”
said Barry.
“Well?” said Lucy.
“You saw what happened,” contin-own horse and the
Judge’s off at a run, heading back’ued Barry. “You saw the Judge ham-
toward the mountains. 1 mer me over the head. You didn’t see
It was a mad thing to do, but mad the man in the barn, but you. heard
ventures have a way of being won.! the Judge call him Laredo. That man
After them, not knowing what it was f was Jesse Conroy, my Cousin Jesse;
^all about, yelling like a Comanche,1 and he is Laredo and he is Tom Hav-
-came old Timberline. . j eril.” ’!
I love you, and you’d better know “I don’t beleive it!”
Free from the horrot* of the whole
thing. I’m going to make you happy
with just three or four little words.
Ready, 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 J’ve got to
tell you,” he went on. “I didn’t know
until that night Tom Haveril and I
shot each other. He knew. He had
proof of all this hid out at ’that cabin
where we were. I got away with what
he’d hid. As soon as he could, he
tried to make sure of you, marrying
yOU_” --
“He loves me!” said Lucy, trying
to sound defensive, but her voice.
faint.
“That’s natural,” conceded Barry.
“Any man-would.” r
“But tell me—”
“You’re going to ride with me. I’m
going to show you.”
NEW TANKS BRING CANADA’S TOTAL TO 29 VEHICLES
Supplementing a recent shipment of
Mine light army tanks, five mote have
arrived at Camp Borden on flat ears.
Consigned to the Canadian armored
fighting vehicles school, Canadian at*
By tank wit, the shiny tanks bore
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Thursday, August 31st, 1939*
.BngWsh licenses which will be replac
ed by Ontario plates. Unloading is
being supervised by LieuvUol. F. F.
Worthington, officer in command of
the CA.F.V.S. This unit of the Can
adian army now has 16 light tanks,
12 Car den-Lloyds, and one dragout.
The Cardeu-Lloyds ate small tradtor'-
pfopclled, armoured fighting vehicles,
used by machine gtmner's. The dragon
is used to transport troops or sup
plies.
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 Haveril had hid at the cabin
in the mountains; and you’ll know as
much as I do. -
.“I’ve another place, where I’ve been
hid out, getting over the attack 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 deyious ways through wilderness
intricacies, Barry lifted his . arm to
point; she saw a flicker of light a-
cross an inky hollow, on the far 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
weapons.
“Both hands up, high, Barry
eril!” shouted an exultant voice,
was. Jake Goodby, Tom Haveril’s
foreman, a slack-jawed, slope-browed
killer,
Barry obeyed, saying nothing, his
eyes darting' everywhere at once,
seeking to ,make out how many there
were, looking for some avenue of es
cape.
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’ ”if Sarboe’ll
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 eithef.
Jake. Tom wants him to talk, too.”
“Say! You’re all right!” laughed
Jake Goodby. “Mrs. Tom now,- huh?
Say, that’s fine.”
Disarmed, Barry came down out of
the saddle and stood still as a rope
was double-hitched 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 Sar
boe where the latter, bound like him
self, was propped
rock. . I.*
He jammed his
Sarboe’s by way. of companionable
greeting and spoke for the first time.
“They got us all right, Sarboe,” he
said disgustedly. “Lik'e 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: “Jake, 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
would
that?”
Jake
weapon about her slim waist so' that
it bank'ed low down on her thigh.
“Say, why didn’t you’n me ever gang
■up afore now?” he said playfully.
“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 scercely
married yet, jus’ married tonight, an’
already Tom lets you fly loose?
if I was Tom, I wouldn’t of.”
Lucy looked at the knot of
loafing beyond the fire.
“There's no need for them to
any longer,” said Lucy. “With those
two men tied up, there’s no danger
from them/’
“Might as well all of us be tidin’,
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 Tom comes. They have
something hidden here that he wants.
Better tell the boy’s, Jake, to sCattet
as they head 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 of said yes. Still thinking'
of the rag doll, she answered,
you want me to, Jake.”
His hand crawled along the
like a crab and fastened cm hors,
just a single loathsome second
let It test therej then she slipped hers
out from tmdet it. At that moment
one of the men beyond the fire called
through a yawn: * "Hey, Jake!
alive, will yuh? What’re we
squattin* here all night?”
And he spoke in a low tone,
he said Lucy could not catch,
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 re
mained behind; and this man went
straight to the two prisoners.
To Be Continued <■
Property valued‘at more than $1,-
800,000 was destroyed in 4,179 fires in
Ontario in April, May and June of
this year and official statistics, releas
ed last week, show that approximate
ly 69% of the total fires, representing
approximately 24% of the total loss
es, occurred in dwellings in which
much of the loss could have been
avoided, according to an announce
ment by the Canadian Underwriters’
Association.
14% of the total fires were caused
by carelessness in smoking which led
to destruction of property amounting
to $235,890, by far the largest indi
vidual cause of the loss exceeding $1,-
800,000.
In the second three-months of the
year the qumber^of fires increased by
499 with an increase in loss of $261,-
324«over the corresponding quarter of
1938, while for the first half of 1939
there were 482 more fires in the first
half of 1938, although total loss fig
ures showed a reduction.
“The number of looses,” according
to the Canadian Underwriters’ Assoc
iation, “can easily be reduced by more
care on the part of the individual
householder. The ‘Board’ companies
are constantly utilizing all their ser
vices to help reduce losses with the
idea of reducing insurance costs, but,
in the final analysis, citizens have the
remedy largely in their own hands be
cause the figures prove beyond doubt
that most of the fires are attributable
to causes which can be largely elim
inated by a little extra personal at
tention to the question of safety in he
home.”
MILK AND
UNDULANT FEVER
• In a case recently tried at Lewes in
England, a man named Harmer was
award £195 odd from a dairyman sup
plying milk through the use of which
the plaintiff contracted undulant fev
er. Evidence in the case showed -that
this disease resulted from drinking the
milk of cows suffering from contag
ious abortion. About 500 cases of this
affection are reported yearly in Eng
land. A significant symptom is a re-
log
For
she
the word
That wilt
current rise of temperature every ev
ening;; this occurs in mild forms of
the disease. In severe form the affec
tion is often fatal.
The man in question went into the
hospital to* be operated upon for a
hernia, but because of his rise of tem
perature it was impossible to operate.
Investigation showed that his fever
was due to undulant infection. The
milk used was not pasteurized.
Vendors of milk in Great Britain
are required by law to supply milk
that is fit to drink. If they supply
people with milk containing the germs
of undulant fever, tuberculosis or oth
er preventable disease they are liable
for damages providing they fail to
take all the known precautions for
making the product safe.
Undulant fever is. rather common
in Canada. So too, are many other
milk-borne affections including tuber
culosis, typhoid fever, septic sore
throat, summer complaint and many
others. There is only one known way
in which milk can be made proof ag
ainst being the medium for the con
veyance, of disease. This is by having
all milk pasteurized. The precaution
is a simple one. The milk is heated
to 145 F., kept at this temperature for
30 minutes and then rapidly cooled to
40 or 50 F., and so kept until it is us-
ed. The housewife lacking a supply
of pasteurized milk from her dairy
man may pasteurize her own supply
by heating the milk' as above in a dou
ble boiler. Pasteurized milk if kept in
a cold place will maintain its pure
qualities indefinitely. It is‘the uni
versal safeguard against milk-borne-
disease.
Business and Professional Directory
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W. A. CRAWFORD, M.D.
Physician and Surgeon
Located at the office of the late
Dr, X & Kennedy.
Phone 150 , Wingham
Dr. W. A. McKibbon, B.A.
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
Located at the Office of,the Late
Dr. H. W. Colborne.
Office , Phone 54.
HARRY FRYFOGLE
Licensed Embalmer and
Funeral Director
Furniture and
Funeral Service
Ambulance Service.
Phones: Day 109W. Night 109J.
■ ;
J. W. BUSHFIELD
Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc.
Money To Loan.
Office — Meyer Block, Wingham
THOMAS FELLS
AUCTIONEER
REAL ESTATE SOLD
A Thorough Knowledge of Farm
Stock.
> Phone 231, Wingham.
J. H. CRAWFORD
Barrister,. Solicitor, Notary, Etc.
Bands, Investments & Mortgages
Wingham Ontario
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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. Wittghatn
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Frederick A. Parker
OSTEOPATH
Offices: Centre St., Whigham, arid
Main St., Listowel.
Listowel Days: Tuesdays and Fri
days-
Osteopathic and Electric Treat
ments. Foot Technique.
Phone M2..........., .......Whigham
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CHIROPFACTOKS
CHIROPRACTIC arid
ELECTRO THERAPY
North Street Wingham
Telephone 300,