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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-09-21, Page 6$ '7J rH ; r* PAGM SIX INTO THE SUNSET BY JACKSON GREGORY SYNOPSIS Barry Haveril goes hunting for 3 ’ them, cousin of his, Jesse Conroy, known us I the Laredo Kid, who murdered his ’ about fifteen miles back, brother, Robert. Barry is befriended ed. 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-1 ning for the Laredo Kid, After several years of searching, Barry returns to | Judge Blue’s house, where he meets I a man called Tom Haveril whom he? accuses of being his cousin, Jesse, in disguise. Barry becomes convinced of j this later and they have a gun battle, I! both getting hurt. Recovered, Barry» Bendiger, an old prospector of Tim- discovers Tom Haveril has married ■ berline’s own breed and a friend. He Lucy ivhom he loves. Barry kidnapsJ had said, by way of greeting: “I hear Lucy, and after a gun battle with I young Barry Haveril’s a pardner of Haveril’s men, takes her to his cabin | vore’n. Well, if so, yuh better know in the mountains. There he finds the ieal Laredo Kid wounded and dying. There Lucy learns she is not Judge Blue’s daughtei but a wealthy heiress whose parents were slain when she was a little girl. Meantime Timber­ line brings news of pursuit by Tom Haveril and Judge Blue and their men. Lucy is sent on to Barry’s ranch. Barry and Timberline take to the hills with the dying Laredo. WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES | Timberline came riding back "They got sight of me, the cusses, I he mutter-1 Everybody* started asking ques­ tions again. Timberline, his eyes red- rimmed and bleak and wrathful, turn­ ed to Barry. “They've outlawed yuh, pardner, damn ’em; outlawed yuh for stealin’ another man's wife. They’ve made it look like it was all lawful. They’re out gunnin’ for yuh, Sun- all warranted to shoot ondown, an* sight” He had Red Rock met a man who had left the day before, one Cliff Timberline went willingly on his ■errand. The Laredo Kid, instead of dying, ns he undoubtedly should, mended .from the first day. In three days, having the lay of the land and feel­ ing master of the situation, he spoke some part of his mind. “Yuh been good to me, Cousin Barry,” he jibed, with so much mal­ ice in his eyes that it must ahve been the overflow of the spleen within him. "As soon as you can hold a gun steady,” said Barry angrily, “I’m go­ ing to hand you one—and kill you.” 1 Laredo laughed at him. Two days later he appeared to have a relapse. It turned out to be just a bit of clev­ er acting on his part. 14 Barry was away an hour. When he came back he was wet with sweat and was breathing hard; he brought Sarboe back with him only to discov­ er that the Kid had gone. Gone also were both saddle horses and the bulk of what little provisions the cabin af­ forded. Laredo, riding away, had nei­ ther gone empty handed nor left a means of overhauling him. They shouldered their small packs and started on the long walk to Bar- old bottle. .t^r< , The third day by mid forenoon they came within sight of the old itome. They went on and a moment later Sarboe heard a strange sort of ex­ clamation burst from Barry. Some­ one had come out onto the rickety >old porch; it was a small, slender wo­ man. She called out something and started down the steps as two men came out of the house behind her. And then Sarboe was hard beset to keep up with Barry Haveril who went striding along to the house as though lie could not get there fast enough. Next the two Lucys came running out of the house, with Ken March close behind. The slender little woman who had been first to sight the oncomers start­ ed running along the path toward -them, and Barry bore down on her faster and faster, presently sweeping her clear off the ground and hugging her. "Home again!” cried Barry, his;when, after a few minutes of riding, eyes wet and shining. "All of us!” phe experienced a sensation of relief, All of them except dead Robert pf escape. At who lav buried up in the h»lls toward Tex Humphrey’s place, slaughtered by the Laredo Kid for the «ake of a horse and saddle. They were having «wpper, when to (pines, answered him with the ques- jtion, ’’Do you, Barry?” I "And you, Lucy—down in your 1 heart—” "Don’t, Barry!” • Presently she said: “Barry, life is terrible, isn’t it? It isn’t fair! It doesn’t give us a chance. If one only knew—” "Why didn’t I take you away with me that time from Tylersville?” he exclaimed bitterly. She didn’t answer, but in her heart she whispered despairingly, “Oh, why didn’t you, Barry?” 1 “Tonight I’m going.to take you to Tex Humphrey’s ranch,” said Barry. "It’s not far; we’ll be there in an hour or an hour and a half—” "Sh!” whispered Lucy, and reach­ ed out to catch his sleeve. "I hear someone coming!” He, too, heard horses’ hoofs on a bit of rocky trail in the distance, and a moment later there were faint, far­ away voices. They had scarcely drawn aside from the rocky trail when a dozen men went riding by. Two of those men were Judge Blue and Tom Hav­ eril. The riders passed on. When they drew near Tex Hum­ phrey’s cabin in his clearing among 1 the pines Barry said, "Wait here a minute; I’ll go ahead and make sure 1 it's all right,” and swung down left her holding his horse. A slim little figure started up fore him, materializing out of blackest of the shadows, and be- Robert? That is true! I know. One time Jesse asks and when I cry says something stand until now! not come, your gone, huh?’ more, like a bad joke.' Then she sped away, running off into the forest, Barry went,on slowly toward the dark cabin, When he rapped lightly there was nd answer, He stepped into the house. The empty house afforded no an­ swer. Puzzled, he went back for Lucy. The fire on Tex Humphreys’ long cold hearth, built up afresh by Barry, blazed cheerily. Lucy crouched close to it, warming her hands. “You are the best, the finest man ever knew, Barry!” “Lucy!” He demanded, sounding stem, at all loverlike, “Do you love Lucy?” "I—I think I do, Barry.” There came a soft scratching sound at a window which made them start erect. “It’s all right,” said Barry. It was Molly. She said: “I want to talk with her, Barry. The girl. You, Girl, come out here.” "I’m going!” said Lucy, drawn by Molly’s voice. Barry went with her to the door, lifting down the bar. At the last min­ ute he slipped his belt gun into her hand. Barry returned to his task of pre­ paring beds for the night on Tex Humphreys’ sitting room floor. Out­ side he heard the girls talking. He was just straightening up when he heard a voice speaking drawingly close behind him. “You woman-stealer!” said the voice. Barry pivoted to face Tom Haveril. “I’m going to kill you this time, Sundown Haveril, just as me about Robert— he laughs, And he then I can’t under- He says, "If I had Robert wouldn't be And he laughs some JI I not me, ST, Six Thursday, Sept, 21st, 1939 HELENS SCHOOL FAIR WAS SUCCESS Schools Competed, With Ideal Weather Conditions . Concert Staged Friday Night education­ school in No. 3 de* 4 gave a now if yuh don’t already, what the 1 talk is.” | They speculated upon the riders he > had seen some “fifteen-twenty mile from here.” Ben Haveril, Barry’s fa­ ther, offered thoughtfully: “If yuh saw them that close, well likely they’re headed here. Where else?” Timberline said: "If a gang swoops in on us while Barry’s here, we got to fight it out with ’em, ain’t we? If Sundown'll do a quick sneak, let ’em come.” “That’s sense/’ nodded Ben Have­ ril, “Barry won’t have to go fur, but he better step along. He c’n watch the house from the woods, come day, an c’n come back if the coast ■ is clear.” "You better go right away, Barry,” said his mother. “Of course .you’re right,” Barry said. "I don’t want to run out on you folks, but it’s clear as day that my staying here now would only drag you all into it. Sure, I’ll there’s something you’re all ting—” Lucy sprang to her feet, were fires in her eyes, too; she stood quiveringly tense. She could not wait for Barry to finish. She cried out passionately: "What about me? What am do?” “That’s what I was thinking muttered Barry. “Don’t you- see?” demanded girl. “It isn’t only Barry they want They’re .after me, too!” Lbcy’s.gyeS were brighter than CV- Snd her face was aflame again when she made her hurried rejoinder. “I am not going back to—to any­ body, until I know a lot of things! I—She whirled to Barry. “Take me with you, Barry!” "We wouldn’t let ’em take her, Barry,” said his father. “Not unless she wanted.” “But don’t you see?” cried Lucy. “It would be the same as if Barry had stayed; they’d turn things upside down to get me—it’s the Hamilton money they’re after, I know it. Did­ n’t they—didn't someone murder for a part of it long ago?” Barry caught her by the arm. He didn’t speak to her but to his broth­ er. "Get a couple of horses saddled up for us, will you, Lute? We’ll be getting ready to go.” The wanly lighted windows behind them were blotted out in the dark. The black limbs of trees like mon­ strous arms spread above them. A sigh escaped the girl. That was There I to go. But forget- sure “Po you love me, Lucy? ry spoke. Barry said, Lucy.” And Lucy, the breath of the same instant Bar- 'You know I love you. her voice hushed like night air through the come back to inurmurously. Barry. “It’s “Jesse! So you did iliel” said a soft voice “Molly!” exclaimed you, isn’t it, Molly?” She drew back, poised for flight. “You—Who are you?” She sounded frightened. “J am Barry. Don’t you remember Barry Haveril, Robert’s brother?” “Oh!” She gasped out the one syll­ able and drew still farther back from him. “You thought I was Jesse,” he said. “What Jesse? Who is the Jesse you looked for?” Molly was trying to bite his hand but suddenly froze still. “It’s Jesse Conroy, isn’t it?” Barry persisted, still gripping her arm. “You’re waiting here for him. And he is the man who murdered Robert! “You did love Robert, didn’t you, Molly?" he said gently. She nodded miserably. She said faintly: “Robert, gone now. His ghost walks at night.” “And then Jesse Conroy came!” “I was so sad,” she Said. “And he —Jesse—looked like Robert, just a little. And—and—” “And so you loved him, too, Mol­ ly?” She grew fierce, stamping passion­ ately. “No! You tell me he killed as you're A foot high.” 3 “You grab a coyote you?’’ Barry did not for a second expect anything but. sudden death. He had given Lucy his gun. “Kill and be damned to you,” he said, and sounded merely disgusted. "So you’re going to face it like a little man, taking it standing up, are you?” jeered Tom Haveril. can’t run away and you can’t gun, so- like -any cornered you’ll look it in the face, will Barry wasn’t listening. The great­ est rage of Barry’s ’entire life flamed up within him then. Yet somehow he must warn Lucy. “What’s that?” he demanded. “What did you say?” Tom Haveril laughed at him, think­ ing him gripped by terror. "You yellow dog,” he said, "you’re scared; that’s what’s the matter with you,” “So you're going to murder me, are you? No killing for you in a fair fight—" "Shut up! Where’s Lucy?” "She isn’t here,” said Barry. Tom Haveril mocked him, "Well, as my wife she won’t last long, but as Colonel Hamilton’s heiress, that’s different!” Just then Barry heard a quiet foot­ fall and Lucy’s voice at the same in­ stant. (Continued Next Week) With ideal weather prevailing the St. Helens school fair was held Wed­ nesday with James Shearer, agricul­ tural representative, and J. H. Kin- kead, school inspector, in charge. Six schools entered in the competitions, S'.S. No, 3 with Miss McKenzie, tea­ chers; S.S. No, 4 with Tom Wilson, principal, and Miss Beatrice McQuil- lin, assistant; S.S. No. 3 with Graham Pinkney, principal, and Miss Mildred Anderson, assistant;'S.S, No, 13 with Mrs. Pearl Laughlin; S.S. No. 12 with Miss Elsie Ritchie; S.S. No. 14 with Miss Elleda Hunter. The fair got un­ der way after noon when, led by Mr, Shearer and Mr. Kinkead, the pupils and their teachers marched' from the corner to the grounds when the non­ competitive demonstrations were held, The first was a demonstration in physical training; No. 3 played a zig­ zag relay ball game; No. 4 and No. 12, singing games; No. 8 senior boys played farmers and crows and an au­ tomobile relay race; No. 13, a relay­ game; No. 14, a potato race. These were followed by al demonstrations by each some project. Pupils from monstrated first aid; No, health rule drill; No. 8 seniors gave first aid demonstration; No. 8 juniors method of testing seeds for germin­ ation; No. 12, first aid; No. 13, a play on banking; No. 14, a demonstration on spatter painting. Miss McDonald, Lucknow, the music instructress, was director for the music demonstration. The judges for the fair were: flow­ ers, Miss Bessie Watt, Clinton; roots, vegetables and live stock, Bob Mc- Kercher, Dublin; poultry, Elmer Far- rish, Lanes; fruit, James C. Shearer, Clinton. Sports Program Before noon a program of sports was carried out with first prize win­ ners as follows: Races—8 years old and under, boys, Jack Eedy; girls, Doris Taylor; 8 to 10, boys, Mac Ru­ therford, girls, Ruby Bannister; 12, boys, Kenneth Barbour, girls, Shirley Bannister; over 12, boys, Mitchell El­ liott, girls, Dorothy Webb; back­ wards race, boys, Harold Errington, girls, Shirley Bannister; wheelbarrow race, Allan Petrie and Mitchell El­ liott; kicking slipper, Dorothy Webb; finding the shoe, boys, Jack Eedy, girls, Shirley Bannister; relay race, S. S. No. 4; softball throw, girls, Mae McDonald, boys, Len Rivett. Prize List The following were the winners in the various classes: Grains and Roots Banner oats, William Bolt, sheaf, William Bolt; soy beans, Mac Ruth­ erford/ field corn, Keith Cranston; sweet corn, Donald Squire, D: A. Hackett, Don Cameron, Eileen Snell; field beans, Doris Lyons, Allan Pet-* rle; mangels, Billy McPherson, Earl McDonald, Orland Irwin, Harvey McDonald; turnips, Bobby Lyons, Mae McDonald, Donald Hackett; beets, Allan Cranston, May Irwin, Billy Smith, Harvey McDonald; car­ rots, Ivan Laidlaw, Jack Eedy, Mit­ chell Elliott, Verna (McDonald; on­ ions, Malcolm Buchanan, Helen Bar* hour, Lome Humphrey, Florence Mc­ Pherson; parsnips, Margaret McPher­ son, Grant Rutherford, Dorothy Webb, Mary -Foran; sugar beets, Kenneth Barbour; pumpkin, Walter Elliott, John Quaid, Harold • Erring- ton, Jean Aitchison; squash, Ross Henry, Kenneth Purdon, Ruth Irwin, Mac McDonald, Flowers Asters, Dorian Rutledge, Donald Squire, Harold Henry; zinnias, Mit­ chell Elliott, Mary Humphrey, Gor­ don Foran, Lois Webster; African marigolds, June Rutledge, Malcolm Buchanan, Morris Currie, Billy Webb; calendulas, Margaret McPher­ son, Ruth Irwin, Verna McDonald, Donna Henry; French marigolds, Don Cameron, Reta Purdon, Mae McDonald, Henry Elliott; pinks, Gene Smyth, Lome Humphrey, Jean Aitchison; scabiosa, Eva Dow, Jack Alton, Florence McPherson, Eleanor Smyth; snapdragons, D. A. Hackett, Jack Eedy, Orland Irwin, Willie Bolt; petunias, Dorene Irwin, Nelson Dow, Lloyd Humphrey; stocks, Greta Humphrey; gladioli, Ross Eedy, Lois Webster, Mac Rutherford, Wil­ lie Bolt; dahlias, Donald Newman, Donald Murray, Walter Elliott,-Ivan Laidlaw; dining-room bouquet, Jack Alton, Margaret McPherson, Marie Chisholm, Mitchell' Elliott; living- room bouquet, Jack Alton, Margaret McPherson, Gene Smyth, Ivan Laid­ law; bouquet of wild flowers, Billy McPherson, . Margaret McPherson, Willie Bolt, Mac Rutherford. Mangels, Eileen Snell, Dorothy Webb, Irene Menary, Lome Humph­ rey; potatoes, early, Henry Elliott, Jack Alton, Willie Bolt, Kathleen Forster; potatoes, late, Billy Webb, Verna McDonald, Harvey McDonald, Irene Menary; turnips, Ross Henry, Dorothy Webb, Billy Webb, Irene Menary; tomatoes, Margaret Mc­ Pherson, Ada Dow, Mac Rutherford, Willie Bolt; large pumpkin, Chester Nicholson, Mary Humphrey, Ruth Ir­ win, Jack Aitchison; cabbage, Verna McDonald, Helen McDonald, Mar­ garet McPherson, Mary Humphrey; winter wheat, Grant Rutherford, Dor­ is Lyons, Margaret McPherson, Har­ old Henry; early oats, Willie Bolt, Kenneth Barbour, Lois,Webster; spy apples, Jean Aitchison, Jack Aitchi­ son, D.orothy Webb, Margaret Mc­ Pherson; -snow apples, Jack Aitchi­ son, Marie Aitchison, Margaret Mc­ Pherson, Florence McPherson; Mc­ Intosh apples, Marie Aitchison, Dor­ othy Webb, Billy Webb, Don Cam- eron; any other variety apples, George Cranston, Marie Aitchison’ Reta Purdon, Nelson Dow; pears’ George Cranston, Jean Aitchison, Bil­ ly McPherson, Margaret McPherson. Poultry New Hampshire reds, cockerel Dorothy Webb, Billy Webb, Harold. Errington, Ross Errington; pullet, Billy Webb, Dorothy Webb, Ross’ Errington, Harold Errington; hen, Billy Webb, Dorothy Webb; barred Plymouth rock, cockerel, George Cranston, Lois Webster, Florence McPherson, Billy McPherson, pullet, Margaret McPherson, Florence Mc­ Pherson, Lois Webster, Billy Me- - Pherson, hen, Lois Webster, Billy McPherson, Margaret McPherson, . Florence McPherson; white leghorn, cockerel, Eileen Snell, Laura Irwin^ Mary Irwin, Keith Cranston, pullet,. Mary Irwin, Laura Irwin, Eileen. Snell, Keith Cranston, hen, Eileen Snell, D. A. Hackett, Laura Irwin, May Irwin; ducks, Willie Bolt, Arch­ ie Purdon, Kenneth Barbour, Grant Rutherford; geese, Margaret Mc­ Pherson, Willie Bolt; turkeys, Willie- Bolt; brown eggs, Bobbie- Lyons, Ross Henry, Marjory Purdon, Doris-. Lyons; white eggs, Mitchell Elliott,.. Donald Murray, D. A. Hackett, Bob­ bie Lyons. Livestock Beef type calf, Bobbie Lyons, Earl McDonald, Alvin Alton, Dorothy' Webb; dairy type calf, D. A. Hackett, Earl McDonald; showmanship, Alvin Alton, Bobbie Lyons, D. A. Hackett,. Dorothy Webb; breeding ewe lamb, Chester Hackett, Alvin Alton; Willie- * Bolt; market wether lamb, Alvin Al­ ton, Willie Bolt; showmanship, Alvin ' Alton, Chester Hackett, Willie Bolt;, bacon type hogs, Jack Alton, Ken­ neth Barbour, Earl McDonald; anim­ al pets, Florence McPherson, Agnes Martin,. George Cranston, Mac Ruth­ erford; bird pets, Lois Webster, Har­ old Errington, Harold Maize, Gordon Maize; best dressed doll, Doris Ly­ ons, Margaret McPherson. Laura Irwin, - J-J- - Eileen. I Name Ministerial Officers South Bruce Ministerial Association, at its annual meeting, chose Rev. J. C. Nicholson, of Pine River United- Church, as president. Rev. S. M_ Scott, of Knox Church, Kincardine^ is vice-president, and Rev. L. S. Mott, of Bervie United Church, sec­ retary-treasurer. 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