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The Seaforth News, 1950-04-27, Page 6,S dada Tea Bags are handy for afternoon tea "SALIM Riders for the Hoot -Owl Pool by O. H. SHARP CHAPTER TWO Marked for Murder There was a tense, uneasy silence in the ranch house. Men looked at one another askance, More than one pair of eyes was watching Webb Winters. "You and Bob rode home to- gether, Webb," said Joe Blake, "as far as the forks of the trai.l You was the last man to see Bob And- erson alive. If I was you, I'd peep that information away from the sheriff. It might sound different to the law than it does to us that knows you and Bob was good friends. A jury, now, might think somethin' different, If I was you, I'd forget I rode along that trail with a man who was found mur- dered." Webb's jaw muscles tightened, His lips were tight, white. His nar- rowed eyes looked at Joe Blake, at Tex, at the others. He saw suspicion written on the faces of more than one of these men. Three thousand dollars was a lot of money to them. Those papers, de- livered to Ab Abbott, would bring a good price. And Webb VViaters had been the man who had ridden a lonely trail with Bob Anderson. "If any man here thinks I killed Bob Anderson," said Wehb Win- ters, "let hitn conte out and say so." None of them had seen the door open. None of them, in that tense moment, noticed the man standing in the doorway. All of then stared guiltily as Sheriff Hank Rob- erts spoke: "Didn't know you had company, Wehb." Webb's tongue wet his dry lips. He forced a lame sort of grin. "Howdy, Hank. Joe and Tex and some of the boys dropped around to sec about givin' Bob a proper plantin'. Glad you come over. Put up your horse." I will, Webb, much obliged. It got kinda gloomy over at Bob's. 4722 sizes 12-20 10-42 Thi L, Ict 1"r, a ' itn, 1111111,',. 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None of them had any de- sire to stay and talk to the keen• eyed old sheriff from Rinirock who had walked in on them so quietly. Webb Winters knew that old Flank Roberts bad heard him when he had hurled his challenge at the others. He poured himself a cup of coffee and stood there in the lighted doorway as the others rode away into the night. The sky was filled with broken clouds through which a pale moon rode. Then Sheriff Hank Roberts came back from the barn. Webb put more wood in the stove, The old peace officer sat down in the chair that Joe Blake had been using, Webb handed him a cup of coffee and put tobacco within the sheriff's reach. "T reckon," said Wehb abruptly, "that you heard what 1 was tellin' 'cut, Sheriff.", "Set down, son. Take the weight off your feet. Me and you are goin' to have a pow -wow, A little medicine talk. Light your tobacco." Webb took the other chair and rolled a cigarette, The sheriff sip- ped his black coffee. They smoked a while without saying a word. Webb was still white hot inside be- cause of the veiled accusation of Joe Blake and the others. "Who organized the Scissor -Bill Pool, Webb?" the sheriff asked abruptly. "I reckon you can lay it onto ume. and Bob. We had to gather our cattle in the fall and brand our calves in the spring. None of us had many cattle and the only way to work the range was to make up a pool round -up, which we did." Likewise, it protected you against the Triangle outfit." "That's right." "And the Scissor -Bill Pool aims to start a war on account of Bob Anderson's murder?" "Not knowin', I couldn't say, Sheriff." "You'd better get this straight, son. There's goin' to be no range war if I kin help it Even if I have to put the men of the Pool and every Triangle man under a peace bond. You fellers seem to forget that there's a law in this country." "Then why didn't that law ketch the man that shot Ed Young in the back a few months ago? Why don't your law lay a hand on the men that murdered Bob Ander- son?" Webb's tone was bitter. "I'm doin' the best I know how, son. Takes time, Accusiu' a man of murder is an almighty serious charge. Got to go careful. Webb, which trail did you use comfit' ]tome?" "You mean when 1 come to- night?" "Yes." "I cut across the lower end of Bob's horse pasture, takiu' a short- cut Bob and .I used a lot. it cuts off about three miles." "Mind lettin'' me have a look at your gun?" There was a puzzled expression in the cowboy's eyes as he took his six-shooter flee, the r-e.1-',•sI"I of hi; overalls and bemire 11, butt foremost, to the law ,t. The sheriff examined it carefully, !,:en looked at Webb. "This gun has been fired lately." "'Phis afternoon. I emptied it : at a coyote. If you're hiutin' that I killed Bob Anderson . - ," "Keep your shirt on, son. .I ain't accusin' yon of anything. But I look that satne short-cut, comin' here tonight. There's a dead man alongside the trail, A Triangle cow- boy, The same cowboy you had a fight with in town about two weeks ago. I recognized hint, right off. i remember the fight you'd had with him because he was oslo' tough language its Mae's restaurant. You rtn hint out of town and told hint he'd git worse that just e ._': SAO' NS No Trouble At A11—Mrs. Joyce Chapman, 18, of Oroville, smiles at her infant son which she bore while listening to her radio at home. She said that after the birth, which was completely pain- less, she wrapped the infant in a mackinaw and walked a anile to the mine where her husband works. He took the mother and child to the hospital, where both are doing- fine. beatin' up if he ever showed up again in the restaurant." "Well, what about it?" "So far as the sign shows, Webb, you're the only man that took the short-cut tonight. Your gun barrel is powder -marked." "Therefore, I killed the gent?" "No jury would convict a man on such slim evidence." He handed Webb back the gun and picked up his coffee cup. "That man was killed by Bob Anderson, Webb. Keep your gun." They were burying Bob Ander- son at the little Rirnrock graveyard. All the members of the Scissor -Bill Pool were there. Webb was there with Mae. It was drizzling rain and everybody had on slickers. A dismal, dreary day. Saddled horses stood, bridle reins dropped, Buggy teams were tied to the fence. Nearly all the women stayed in their buggies, (Continued Next Week) HRONICLES NGE FAR e/ 6w¢t4oltri.e P. Cletb e There were no Easter bunnies around here last week but there were lenty of calves. The first one, a heifer, arrived uneventfully dur- ing the middle of the night but the mother was one of these unnatural females who refuses to recognize her off -spring. In cow language that means the mother would not lick her calf after it was born—a usual procedure—and unless you are used to cattle you have no idea what a difference that makes to the appearance of a calf, The car- essing touch of the mother's tongue is as beneficial to the calf as beauty parlour treatment to a glamorous blonde. Two days later while milking was in progress Partner looked at Spotty and figured "her time had come"—os' at least it was not far distant. So Spotty was put into a stall by herself and left alone. Later that night Bob went down to the barn and when he came back Partner inquired—"Is the cow all right?" Yes," answered Bob, "Spotty's all right, except that she has twin calves!" And was Spotty ever proud of lier babies! Nothing wrong with the. mother -instinct there. Spotty's only trouble was how to divide her attention between the two calves—that is, if she could tell one from another. They are almost identical—and both as spotted. as a leopard—being of the Ayrshire variety. Now of course the arrival of twin calves is nothing very wonder- ful—triplets are a, bit more unusual, tae we'll settle for twins around here. Mint made this occasion par- te idarly interesting lay in the fact that the another of our new calves was herself a twin; and the grand* mother had twins twice. Moreover, in each case the twins were Heifers—and thereby hangs a tale. It is the tale -or family history—. that makes my story, The first time calves arraived at Ginger Farm an old-timer Wised Part- ner to veal theist. 'Don't ever keep twin heifer calves," he said, "you'll never get any calves from them, no matter stow long you keep then, It just won't happen, that'd all." Well, on that first occasion Mi', Old -'tinier was right, because one calf was undetsizecl and not worth keeping; the other was extra big and although we kept her until she was over three years old she never did have a calf. So even- tually she went to the stockyards and I haven't a doubt in the world she made excellent beef. Then the same cow had twins again—a nice, average -size pair of heifer calves—and we kept then`. Mr. Old -Timer shook his head again—"You'll rue the day" he mourned. But one of those twins is the another of our newest arriv- als, so you see our twin calves are proof positive of the falsity of that old-fashioned superstition—that a heifer that is born a twin will never produce a calf. Well, the weather is still front page news. Frost, cold winds, snow in many places . , and Easter! We had everything but the snow. Daughter was hone for the long week -end, and as slie left Toronto while it was still quite mild she brought only a light weight top coat with her. I wonder how many other week -enders were caught the same way. Now we are back to normal again—no more homecomers in the house, so there is no temptation to sit up talking to the small hours; and no more hockey broadcasts to keep one keyed up to fever pitch. Now the Maple Leafs are out of the run- ning we can retire to our beds at a respectable hour and build up a little reserve energy against the spring rush ... if that time ever comes! But, ohdear! soon there will be daylight saving time to contend with—and that will upset our schedule again. However, with no hydro shortage to worry about, DST shouldn't be quite such a farce as it was last year. That was a time to remember. As if we could forget 1 1 Spring is also the time for new styles in toggery—and. how I wish some one would get the idea that COLOURED shirts are the only smart thing for men to wear. White shirts ... how I hate them! Not the look of them, of course, • just the washing and ironing. Wash them by themselves; hang them by themselves; iron them so care- fully—and yet every time 1 find a smudge somewhere; or a scorch mark, or a wrinkle in the collar. Men's while shirts are enough to blight a woman's lift . there should be a law against then. Well, that's all for this time, friends. I must go now and iron a shirt . . . a white shirt . . and for the second timet HOW CAN 1 By Anne Ashley (3. Mow can 1 test the purity of butter? A. Place a small amount of butter in a teaspoon and hold it over a flame If butter is pure, it will foam quietly and boil. If impure, it will crackle and sputter as it becomes heated. Q. 1Iow can 1 stop a small leak in a pan, bucket or tub? . A. Turn the receptacle upside down, cover the leak with a little powdered sulphur, heat an old knife blade until it is very hot, and spread the sulphur around the leak, Q. (low can I help sick gold fish? A, 1f the gold fish are ill, the chances are that they are overfed, or their bowl has not been kept clean. Overfeeding or lack of freab water will soon kill them, Q. How can I overcome the unpleasantness of taking medicine? When medicine is unpleasant to take, try placing a bit of alum in the mouth for a moment before taking the meclicine. It will usually overcome any um pleasantness,. ANNA 1 -FIRST *wt Family an...,.eeeac "I've been married 11 years to a man I used to love. But lately he is so hard to get along with , that I'm about ready to pack up and go. "Nothing I do is ever quite right. He coni- plalus about arty housekee ping, though I'm much better than I used to be—and instead of helping, he keeps Inc picking up after ]rim all the time. "He criticizes the way I talk, and look, and act, Yet if I get a new dress, he just grumbles and asks what it cost, My education is better than his, and I'm just as pleasant as he will let me be. I have loads of friends, though he has few. "He won't go to church with me. He never takes me out unless I nag him—and when we do go, he is such a show -oft' that he em- barrasses ane, "He pays the bills, and is gen- erous. He doesn't drink or gamble, "If I had only a little appre- ciation, I'd be so happy! (Some- times I think he'd be better off with just a housekeeper) , I don't want to )cave, but how can I make our marriage like it used to be "ON Trot VERGE." RENEW YOUR CHARMS When you married your bus- * band, you say, he was devoted * and appreciative, flattering and * helpful, (I wish I could print * all your letter). You were good * companions, had fun together. * What has happened? * A man who develops the an- * noying habit of criticizing every- * thing his wife does, often feels * at fault himself. So he protects * that feeling by trying to be * superior. This accounts for your * husband "picking on" you. * When he shows off before * other people, it is because he * craves flattery and doesn't get it * at home. * Your husband would enjoy * taking you ,out if he felt at home * with you, confident that you are * proud of him, as he used to be * proud of you. * I think you arc expecting too much of hint. He has his points, * you know, He is honest and * good. He has no vices. He is * a helpful citizen in the commun- * ity. He provides well for you. * Why don't you concentrate on * his good qualities, and let him * know how you appreciate them? * Flatter pian a bit, tactfully. * Make him feel he's really Some- * body, Praise him for his vir- * tues, and see ).tow he expands. * Your compliments will build up * his prestige (which is what he * needs) and will soften his atti- * tude toward you, too. He will * begin to see you as he did in * the early years of your marriage, * when you exercised all your * charms to please him, and con- * vinced him that he was the * ONE MAN in the world for * you. * Stop trying to inane hitu over. * Show trim you like hint Se he is, * —acid tell him whY• * You two can recapture that * companionship you used to have, * if you will take the trouble to * do your part, Compare him with * other husbands you know, and * those unfortunate ones you read * about in this column. I think * you will realize how lucky you * are, * * x, Concentrate on the good quali- ties your husband has, and ignore the others. You can't change hien, you know—but you can change your opinion of him. Anne Hirst will help, if you write her at Bost 1,. 123. Eighteenth. Street,. New Toronto, Ontario. 'tie must think this ceremessar is being televised.' TIT FOR TAT A woman wlto was living in a hotel at San Francisco employed a Chinese bay. She said, "What's your name?" 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