The Wingham Advance-Times, 1940-04-18, Page 6WffigIX WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, April 18th, 19401'
ILLS OF DE5TINY
AGNES LOUISE PROVOST
„ SYNOPSIS
Lee Hollister, returning from a trip
abroad to the Circle V ranch, owned
by Matt Blair, who for twenty years
bad been like a father to Lee, decides
io sm prise the family. He sends them
no word of his coming and rides over
the hills to the ranch on "horseback.
When he finally sees thp wide ranch
land before him, he is astonished at
the unusual aspect of the place. He
is troubled, too, when he. meets Slanty’
Gano on Matt’s land. Then Joey—old
prospector befriended by Matt—tells
him Matt is dead by his own hand. . .
Joey says the ranch is going to ruin
under Lawler, manager appointed by
Virginia, Matt’s daughter, who is liv
ing in New York with her aunt and
uncle in New York—the Archers. Lee
goes east and persuades Virginia to
return to the ranch to save it .... .
Mrs. Archer follows her, accompanied
by Stanley, son of Milton Bradish.
Stanley thinks he may be able to dis
credit Lee in Virginia’s eyes. . . .
and encourages Josefa Ramirez in her
liking for Lee. One evening Josefa
forces Lee to watch "her dance,-? and
throws herself into his arms just as
Virginia rides past with Stanley. Stan
ley visits Josefa, and is shot from am
bush. Virginia feels that Lee is work
ing against her interests and decides
to, sell the ranch to Milton Bradish.
Lee proposes to Virginia and she is
sorry she sold the ranch., Lee tries
to get it back and tells Bradish that
Matt BJair gave him a half interest
in it, making Virginia’s sale illegal.
Lee disappears and a search-is begun
for him. ;
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“Lee! Lee! It’s Virginia! I’m com-1
ing!” |
Her piercing call beat at the solid
barrier as she began to dig frantically,'
but a few seconds showed her her j
helplessness. She. jumped to‘her feet J
and ran fleetly back to the entrance,!
■remembering those riding men.
j “Ssstl”
The warning sibilance brought her
up sharply, almost at the tunnel’s
mouth. There was a rustle in the
scrub out there, , and Slanty Gano
lunched through.
“Shut up!” he said savagely.
She backed hastily away, sick with •
a new terror. Slanty Gano knew that":
Lee Was back there; and he meant to ’
kill her if she gave an alarm. Huge
paws caught and dragged her, hot
breath was on her neck as she twist
ed her head away for the one sure
thing that would bring those riding
men at top speed, a woman’s frantic
screams..
They ripped through the air like
knives, k'een -with mortal terror, chok
ing out as brutal hands gripped
throat. But she had done it—
“Help! Lee! Lee!”
From the far side of the ridge
swering yells .came.
Slanty stopped only long enough to ' A little later two processions left,
fling her from him as he leaped for
the shelter of the scrub. A little later
men were digging arid scooping with
anything they could find.
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That night a group of men rode in
fo Turkey Gulch toward the light of a
campfire, carrying a prisoner with I barely rousing when the doctor came
bandages,
dead man
Lee Hol-
a stir toward Slanty,
not finished. His voice
they heard it.
them. On the other side of the fire
a man was being lifted to his feet, A
ghostly figure, swathed in
.gaunt and hollow-eyed.- A
risen.
“That’s, the man,” said
lister. “Lawler didn’t have anything
to do with it.
There was
but Lee had"
was low, but
“First I’ll take that knife you were
using, back there in the Bonanza tun
nel.”
The knife had been taken away
from Slanty, but someone produced it
and handed it over.
“Open it." *
Curly complied, showing two
wicked looking blades. One of them
was broken at the tip. Francisco was
helping Lee take a bit of folded pap
er from his pocket and opening it to
show a triangular bit of metal. Curly
laid the scrap against the broken
blade.
It fitted, Slanty moistened his lips.
“Slanty Gano, I accuse you of the
murder of Matt Blair.”
A murmur ran through the group
like a low growl, but Lee went on.
was dozin’ off,” the
‘and then busted out
Grabbed a deppity’s
.or when cups of strong hot broth
were fed to him.
Others tiptoed in and out. A little,
after midnight Curly and Francisco
came in,
Curly bent down and cautiously slid
a flat packet under the pillow. It’s
Lee’s, Better tell him about it, Miss
V’ginia, as soon as he wakes up,”
Toward morning news camp. Sian*
ty Gano, desperate, had taken the des
perate way out.
“Pretended he
messenger said,
like a crazy man-
gun, handcuffs and all, and went down
shootin’.”
Dawn found Lee awake, insisting
that’he was strong enough to get up-
They let him sit up in bed first, and
there he read the closely written
sheets of the packet that Curly had
brought the night before. They had
been taken from Slanty Gano.
For some minutes after he had fin
ished, he sat .there looking bitter and
tired. Then he roused himself and
called Curly, hovering just outside the
door.
“I'm ready. Get my clothes on me.
I’ve got work to do,”
“That’s the man,” said Lee Hollister.
“I never believed that Matt com
mitted suicide. When I came back I
found that knife point, nearly hidden
in a crack in the drawer of the desk
where Matt worked.
Lee swayed, fighting weakness, but
his tired voice went on.
You shot Matt Blair"’as he lay
asleep in his chair, with everybody
gone to the barbecue, and then yog
fired a shot from his own ’gun and
dropped it beside him. » .
“Now, Slanty, we’ll hear your con
fession.”
“Confess nothin’! What about-the
fella that’s been payin’ me? Ye don’t
j dare go after him. Lee Hollister!”
“I’m going after him now,” said
an-, Lee, arid sagged suddenly between the
| two men who held hjm.
her
J One, silent and unsmiling, went to-
• ward tjie county seat, The other, with
I strong arid gentle hands, carried Lee
to the ranch bouse and Virginia, who
waited for him.
Through the rest of the night Lee
.lay in the heavy sleep of weakness,
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the city.-
They awaited him in Matt’s office,
summoned by Curly, one by one. Mil
ton Bradish was there, vigilant and
• squared for any emergency; Stanley,
alertly nervous but noting with relief
that his car, commandeered the night
.before to get the doctor, was now in
front of the door; T. Ellison. Archer,
looking flabby and scared, his vast
dignity gone; Virginia was there as a
matter of course, and also Joey.
Lee came, in, hollow-eyed and ban
daged, moving slowly. <,
“I’ve asked you all to com.e here
because there’s something that d want
to say t6 you.”
“That’s all right, young man, but
you’re in no shape to do it yet.” Bra
dish was briskly solicitous. “Give
yourself a day of two to recover.”
“I’m obliged for your consideration,
but it comes a little late.”
Bradish reddened. Steady eyes held
him as Lee began.
“Three days ago a man who has
been acting as your agent shot me,
rifled my pockets of the deed to this
ranch and carried me Into Number
One, tunnel of the- Bonanza mine,
where he set off a blast to bury me
safely until he could levy
on you for a ,big sum and
escape. He had you where he want
ed you , . . No, you wait
through.
“I came to before he left and heard
the last things he said, giving away
some matters that you already know
and that I needed to. One of them
was that he had dropped me down be
sides Matt Blair's real samples, the
stdlen ones that never got to the As
say Office. When he had .gone I had
just sense enough and time enough to
crawl away from the blast, taking a>
chunk of that ore with me.”
He held out st rough, pale yellow
ish lump.
“Carnotite” he said briefly. “I don’t,
need to tell you tliat.”
“Yes,” e Bradish admitted calmly, “I
was after the Bonanza, but you’re
Wrong about my knowledge of the mer
thods that Lawler and Gano used. It
'Was purely a business- matter! The
gold pocket that started the rush
years ago was found on Matt’s claim,
and we divided according to agree*
ment. AH that I struck* on ,my claim
was a' lot of rubble and then a Vein
of stuff that cropped up all over. But
we were looking for gold and it didn't
mean anything to us. Years later,
looking over some samples of radio
active ores, I remembered those de*
positsand suspected their value.”
Bradish talked crisply and directly
tiow, a man sure of himself and his
methods,-
"Arid it never occurred ta you to
go to Matt Blair ahd offer to finance
blackmail
make his
Until I’m
him on a. partnership basis?”
“Certainly not!” Bradish snapped it
back impatiently, “Matt had lived
with the thing under his nose for
twenty-eight years without waking up
to it. It was his property, but my find*
I made him an offer for the whole
ranch—through an agent, of course—
and got the answer that it wasn’t for
sale. At his death I repeated my of
fer to his daughter. In the meantime,
by way of being on the ground, and
because it runs right up to the Circle
V line- along Turkey Gulch, I bought
in the Rancho Cellabos when the old
man died and installed an agent there.
“Why,” Lee’s voice demanded,
“when you. put in your manager, did
you pick out a crook like Slanty?"
“We took Gano on,” said Bradish
crisply, “because he knew too much,
He found us in Number Three tunnel,
using picks and putting samples in our
grub sacks, lit .couldn't be helped, but
it was a bad move. Gano was a quar
relsome loafer who turned out to be a
scoundrel and a murderer, Nobody
regrets that more than I do, but I’m
not responsible for his actions.”
Lee was looking at Stanley and
slowly opening a little sheaf of papers.
“There is one thing.more. A few
days ago you made accusations that
no man can overlook. You got your
information from Slanty'Gano. There
was a thousand dollar bill in his poc
ket when he was caught and we k'now
where it came from. But there was
also something else which Slanty had
stolen from Matt Blair's desk the
night he killed him.”
“He told me of his own accord,”
said Stanley, -angrily, “that you were
Blair’s sop and that he could prove it,”
“If you showed, him your money
first, he’d tell you anything you want
ed to hear. I’m not Matt Blair’s son.
I’m not yirginia’s brother, and Slanty
knew it. I ltappen to.be—yours. And
I’m not proud of it.” 1
A chair, rasped. Bradish leaped for-
ward, staring-at Lee.
“My mother,” said Lee steadily,
looking straight at Bradish this .time,
“was Anita Cellabos, Don Luis’ dau
ghter, the girl you married secretly
when you were down and ou,t and de-,
sorted when you saw better fortune
within your reach.”
“I didn’t know,” Bradish said heav
ily. “She never told me that there -was
a child. I give you my word of honor
__»>
“I’dvrather you didn’t. Honor didn’t
count when you deserted my another.
You don’t have to. explain any circum
stances. They’re all there.”
He pointed to the papers under
his hand. They lay in a time-yellow
ed drift on the desk.
Bradish arose. It was the slow,
heavy* move of a beaten man.
“All right,” he said,, his voice ex
pressionless. “I suppose I had it com
ing to me."
Joey’s voice cut in: “An’now ye kin
go, Milt Bradish, because Lee lets ye
go. If ye stay here another five min
utes I’ll throw a gun on ye myself!”
ilt was a ‘silent going. Stanley rea
ched the car first and slipped hurried
ly into the driver’s seat, Bradish fol
lowed his son—the only son he dared^
own.
The engine throbbed, the car shot
forward.
Silence came, and then the stir of
relaxed tension. Lee raised his head,
bent moodily as he had watched the
fleeting car. Ling Stood before him,
looking like a benevolent old idol in
weathered ivory.
“Bleakfas’, Lee?” ,
“That sounds good to me, Ling,
Breakfast for everybody, the best you
ever., got. Maria will help you.” 1
He 'waved a friendly hand to the
men outside and walked slowly back.
Virginia was beside him, wanting him .
to le^n on her shoulder.
Joey lingered for a moment, ^with a
gulp of emotion, afid then he went
out on. tiptoe.
“It’s, over,” Lee said in a tired
voice. “Thank God. We’re starting
again with a clean slate . « . Honey,™
come here!*!’
She came blindly, shaking under the
release from days of intolerable strain
. , . “Oh, my dear, my/lear!”
The last whisper of the closlhg
dom* left them alone.
THE END
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DISTRICT NEWS
Paisley Child Kuns In Front
Of Chesley Truck
.What ■ might have proved a very
serious accident occurred oh the Tees-
wajer bridge, Paisley, when a light
honey truck, driven by Ephriam
Holtzman of Chesley had just made
the turn north on Queen ‘ Street and
the little 4-ycar-old daughter of Mt<
and Mrs, Lewis W'rightson ran in
front of the truck, Two of the wheels
passed over1 her body, She was Im*
mediately given medical attention and
it is believed she will be around again
in a few days,
Measles Epidemic at Mitchell
The measles epidemic seems to
have Subsided very little since last
Wednesday when 27 cases had been
reported to the Mitchell Medical Of
ficer of Health,. Dr, Wm. Aberhart,
Wednesday morning, this week, he
had been notified of 42,cases. Henc£,
the public School closet! on Tuesday
of last week was ordered closed for
the whole of this week. Children have
not been permitted to attend the thea
tre and this ban will continue, for the
remainer of this week, als-o,’ There
will be no Sunday School this Sun
day either,—Mitchell Advocate.
Died Following ..Fall Into
Foiling Syrup
Thr&-.year-old Clarence Krotz, son
of Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Krotz, Gow-
anstown, Out., died in hospital Satur
day a few hours after he tumbled in
to a vat of boiling maple sap. Tlie lad
went to the bush with his parents late
Friday afternoon and the tragic acch
dent oceurrred a few hours later. He
was rushed to Listowel for treatment,
but the scalds proved fatal,
Water Was High at Brussels
The high waters of the Maitlamf at
Brussels', caused quite a lot of dam
age to the telephone poles on low land,
which were washed out. The two
chopping mills run by Charles' Gar-
niss and John Logan were unable to
chop owing to the high waters. The
high wires and poles of the tennis
court were washed away. The bowl
ing house on the court had to be fas
tened or it would have been washed
away.
r V *Says Check Bounced
M. H. Thornton, 25,. a hay presser
of Ingersoll and Thamesford, was
committed for trial at a higher court
after a preliminary hearing before
Magistrate J. A. Makins on a charge
of fraud at Goderich. Last December
.Thornton is alleged to have purchas
ed 25 tons of hay at $(? a ton from
Arthur Cook, Ashfield Township far
mer, pressed it and trucked it to Ox
ford County where 'he disposed of it
for $11.50, He paid Cook $60 in cash
and" gave him a worthless check for
$93. The check, evidence disclosed,
bore a Sunday date and was drawn oii
the Royal Bank, Lucknow. There is
no branch of the Royal Bank in Luck
now. / ,
life when
for a real ear-to-ear talk. After 7 p.m. (and all
day Sunday) rates are lower as every ‘little
minx’ knows!
I was saying he was just
ia friend1 of the Family
.,. and told me they were engaged
to be married!” . Yes, Long Dis
tance is the answer to, a maiden’s
prayer .., when she gets her man!
In fact it meets every situation in
you must and can ignore distance,
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Juvenile Gang Broken
• A juvenile' “wild west gang" has
been broken up in Dungannon, it was
revealed in juvenile court at Goderich.
The robbing of the village post office
March 26, “when 300 coppers were
stolen by a small boy, brought things
to a climax. It was later learned that
100 of these coppers were to pay for ‘
a sawed-off .22 rifle. A 14-year-old
owner of the rifle, for which he paid
■50 cents, home-made holster''n every-,
thing, was charged with contributing
to the delinquency of other juveniles.
He was supposed to have suggested
the post office robbery so. that he
might double his money on, his rifle.
But the charge was dismissed for lack
of evidence. Still another boy, 12
years of-age. was charged with a. store
robbery involving a small amount of
money. The- case was adjourned in
definitely. Parents in all peases. prom
ised to take the lads in hand. In their
church shed rendezvous the gang used
pass words and signals. They used a
sentry who gave three short shrill
whistles when trouble threatened.
Slashes Foot
James McFarlane, of the 7th con.
of Grey Township, while chopping in
the bush, almost severed a big toe and
the one next to it. - I
Seaforth Minister and Wife Injured
' Slush-covered pavement on No. 4
highway a half mile south of Lucan
late Thursday afternoon was blamed
for a traffic accident that sent Rev.
Robert W. Craw and Mrs. Craw, of
Seaforth,( to Victoria Hospital, Lon
don, with severe injuries. Rev, Mr.
Craw suffered chest injuries . apd a
fractured collarbone; his wife, head
lacerations, chest injury, bu£ as far
as could'be immediately determined,
no fractures. Both were admitted to-
hospital and their conditions were re
ported as “fair.” After slewing, tlier
machine headed across the highway
and rolled over one and a half times-
in the west ditch, landing on its sider
against/ the fence facing 'the way it
had come. n
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Bean Case Causes Interest,
What is looked upon, as a test case,..
the result of which may be of far-rea
ching importance to bean growers of
South Huron, was 'begun in -court, at*
Goderich, before Judge Costello, when-,
a district grower sought to have an
injunction obtained by Cook Bros.
Milling Co., of Hensail, set aside. The
injunction, with others, was obtained:
by Cook Bros, firm, preventing farm
ers who had contracted last spring to/
supply beans at $1 a bushel from sell
ing their crop in the fall to other buy
ers when the price rose. The injunc
tions were granted the firm after war-
broke out and • the price of beans-
jumped to $2.30 a bushel. They are-
now at a-price of around $2.
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