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The Seaforth News, 1930-12-04, Page 6The gringo Privateer By PETER B. KYNE s YNOPSIS. Bennett). Burney la given the job of ,general manager of Bradley Bardin's ranch .providing he gets .rid of Bruce Martinand Miguel Gallegos; who .have been stealing Bardin's cattle. Burney has outwitted Bruce twice efore and, Bruce has sworn to kill him, Muriel Hardin has become' interested in But•neyr Burney and his bodyguard go into town and In an encounter with Bruce he calmly aooepts.an insult, much to the disgust of his men. Inter hecrosses.o boundary into Mexico and calls on Senor 1)e Raro, a'Mexioan official. who agrees to allow Burney and an armed party Into Mexico provided they wipe out Miguel Gallegos andhis crowd, CHAPTER XVII—(Cont'd). "Thank you. ' Now, I am going td eisk the same favor for Senor Martin Bruce and an armed party I have reason to suspect he will lead across the international boundary. It would he to our mutual interest if he should remain undisturbed on his journey." "But why permission for Bruce? He is -a bad egg, that old man." "lie will coma to El Cajt.n Bonita to fight me." "And you desire this fight?" "I do not desire it, but it is neces- sary, senor. If we fight on the soil of our own country there wit, be dis- agreeable results for those that sur- vive, whereas, if we fight on foreign soil the survivors may return to their own country, which will ask no ques- t -ons. And once we are out of Mex- ico yet.,- government will o£ course have no interest in making an inves- tigation." "`line. Well, Senor Burney, I think the matter can be 'trranged, 1 will close my eyes to much, provided we get rid of 'his fellow, Gallegos. And to get rid of him it is necessary, I suppose, to fight on Mexican soil, And it will be a private war?" Burney noddea. "1 hare a plan for getting rid of Martin Bruce on' Ani- eric•in soli, provided he escapes the fight I ani .preparing for him in El Cajon Bonita." "PriA'9ded he comes to the fight, senor?" "He will come. I have Laid my plans for that. While I live he is in danger. I am a menace to h's enterprise, and nuns, be disposed of. And he will pre- fer to dispose of me in Mexico, since, in the United States, he will be im- mune from punishment for the crime committed in Mexico. In the United Sinter he is not so certain that I may not succeed in disposing of him. He is worried." "But ran you prove that this Senor Bruce brands the cattle of Senor Bar- d ln?" "I expect to prove it. Senor De Itaro, within one week, and when the evidence is adduced it would please me to have Your Excellency and a num- ber of competent Mexican witnesses prevent. There is still law and justice in Mexico and cattle thieves are as amennhle to the law here as they are elsewhere," Senor De Hato bowed. "I shall be happy to be present, senor," "I will send you word in ample time. Meanwhile, may I hope that you will A Santa Fe Ticket to Calif ' ty' .eni Will take you Through Phoenix on Santa Fe rails "ail the way" from Chicago and Kansas City. You leave on the Santa Fe and arrive on the Santa Fe. Warm days on the desert and along a sunny seashore. s a as Golf and horseback.rid- ing keep the pep up and the pounds down. • 1 ® • Fred Harvey dining service another exclusive feature MakeyourPuliman reservations early. i Cllr\T)! e Orn,. Agent -.- SA \'1'd 1'I.1 Ill. dao transportation P.ldg.,- ULT[sOTS, atUC}1. t bung. uendolpb 0748Tis fit, sso. a h,9'tlp ISSUE tea. 47—'30 media confer wit Ilroeeod immediately to c ,1 t His Excellency, your governor? I should like to have his reaction to my plan before' committing n•.yself to it. I1 will return one month from today,', CHAPTER' XVIII. Back at the Hotel International half an hour later Ken Burney and his bodyguard ained in zhe hotel grill, while across the roon old Martin Bruce, Miguel Gallegos and the other mein ate and eyed them c iel,y from tune to time. After ding Burney went to the hotel desk and asked for a lelegrrph blank. As he leaned across the coiuiter writing on it, Martin Bruce came up along. -,Ce of him and stamped on the small toe of hie left foot. Without a word Burney moved over to give hint more r00111. "Lennie have the key to my room," Bruce ordered the clerk, and drove his elbow into Barney's ribs. "Oh, good evening, Mr. Bruce," the latter saluted him politely. "Sending a telegram for more help?" the old wolf queried harshly. "I would, if I was you. You'll need it." "What a seer you are, Mr. Bruce. Are you, by any chance, the seventh son of a seventh son and born with a caul? You must be, for you have made a niost astonishingly correct guess. Read that,' and he handed Martin Bruce the lelegranl. It read: Golden West Arms. Compal y, Los Angeles, California, PIease express collect immediately two light Lewis machine guns and thirty Springfield rifles United States Army Model, Also one hundred thou- sand rounds ball cartridge. Bill to El Ranchlto Division Bardin Land and Cattle Co., Kenneth Burney, General Manager. The old scoundrel was interested. "What you aim to do, -sonny boy? Start a revolution across the line?" "I intend to make E1 Cajon Bonita a mighty good place for you and your men to keep away from; I intend to make the Bardin Iands there safe for the Bardin cattle." "Why, our Willie's on the peck, ain't he?r' Martin Bruce murmured sneer- ingly. He handed back the telegram which Burney gave to the clerk to file. "Well, thanks for the tip, son, I reckon I can pick up a couple d ex- perienced machine gunners myself, an' if you can buy.Springfield army -rifles I reckon I can, too. Pleased to meet you some bright day over in El Cajon Bonita. Good night!" With the word he again dug viciously at the younger man's ribs with his right elbow. In- stantly Burney's left arm slid under Bruce's crooked forearm; his fingers grasped the left lapel of Bruce's coat, ih a firm grip, while his right hand closed over Martin. Bruce's right wrist, Then he pressed downward, bending Bruce's arm across the iron muscles of this uw•n left arm, which acted as a fulcrum. "Just try reaching for a gun with your left arm, old settler," he warned, "and I'll break your right arm. Then I'll take your guns away from you and this time I'll keep them... Poor old Martin Bruce!" He pursed his lips as if to spit in the snarling face, but refrained, while Miguel Gallegos and the other man stood helplessly by, for Burney had adroitly twisted his victim until Bruces body presented a shield in the event the letters' friends should open fire. "Close in," Burney ordered his henchmen. "If they start anything, you finish it." He half squatted and presented his left knee as a seat for Martin Bruce; a violent downward pressure on the latter's arm caused Bruce to squat in pain on that left knee, whereupon Burney suddenly withdrew it and with a violent shove hurled Martin Bruce over backward. He struck the floor with a rib -cracking jolt; before he could scramble to his feet Burney had possessed himself of the small gun worn inside the trousers band on the right side. "Quiet," he warned, and helped himself to a forty-five worn under Bruce's left coat lapel, "That's the third time I've disarm- ed you aid the second tune I've man- handled you within ten days, Mr. Bruce," he explained, as the latter got to his feet. "Each time you have been the aggressor. I tell you, you're too old to be picking on the young fellows." Martin Bruce stood staring at him, ashen of face, the glint of murder in his cold blue eyes. Suddenly his lower lip commenced to tremble�._then two big tears started across his tun -bitten face and he turned and walked out of the hotel. "My friend," said Miguel Gallegos softly, "when men like Martin Bruce weep a man always dies. Only death. can avenge that insult -and you have. signedyour own death warrant, I am truly sorry for you, my friend. Be- cause ;'eu are very young, you have bean ver;, 1 clish." Burney bowed to the speaker. "And wouldn't it Ye a bright idea, Senor Miguel Gallegos," he purred, "if you hopped. across the Line t • •i pp o territory upon which you have a citizen's right to air your unimportant opinions re. garding the antics o£ Lige foreigners? I think I'd go if I were you. Really I would. Tile atmosphere is a bit sur- charged here. As you pass out will you kindly retire these guns to your friends? I can only use two at a time myself." "With pleasure, senor;' Miguel Gallegos pocketed both guns, and, bowing again, smiled, showing a set of teeth that would have won .him first prize as a dentifr'ige advertisement. "We shall, perhaps, meet again, Senor Burney?" "Some day, over in El Cajon Bon- ita. I understand that's your stamp- ing ground, Senor Gallegos. We'll be branding down there presently and if you should happen to be traveling past our chuck -wagon, drop in and have a bite with us." ' "You are very kind, senor. I will finale it a point to come by your chuck - wagon. I may have a, few friends with mel, "Bring them, too. The more the merrier." "Buenas 'noshes, senor." "Buenas noshes." :Burney turned to his bodyguard. "Well, I've cleaned up all of the busi nese that brought ua to Huachita, boys. We'll leave our saddle horses in the livery stable and pick thein up. next week when we pass through this way enroute to El Cajon Bonita. Meanwhile, this town isn't the pleas- antest place in the world for us, so we'll just hire an automobile and drive back to the ranch. And we'll stick the king for the bill." King Bardin and the princess were lounging on the veranda aboutenine oclock that night when -Ken Burney and his bodyguard drove up in the hired' car. -"All intact?" the king demanded' eagerly ' "Right -o, Your Royal Highness." "Come up here and tell me about it, Mr. Burney." "Do, please," the princess pleaded. To her father she s:;id: "Something must have happened. He went to town on horseback but returns in a rented ce Ken Burney came up on the ver- anda. The king motioned him to a chair. "Lovely evening," the general manager murmured, "but almost too warm for comfort." "Never mind the weather," HIs Ma- jesty warned with a slight show of impatience. "Report!" So Ken Burney reported in meticu- lous detail and, in•conclusion,.added: "I had a feeling that if I went into the stall in the livery stable to get my horse, some inconsiderate wretch night rise up out of the manger and shoot hie with a forty -five -calibre pis- tol. So I hired a car and came home in order to avoid the occasion of sin." (To be continued,) The Dark Pines This fibered beauty, this cool bark, This harmony of height and girth, These wafted, plumes at heaven's are, Are things of earth, yet not of earth. There bides a Breath upon by brow And in my soul a certain sign, ' Else would I kneel, a Druid, now. Idolatrous of this dark pine. I swear this is no mortal tree. No perishable root would dare Stand robed in such sublimity, Exhaling a celestial air, Who drew my dreaming to this hill? Who set this snare? A failing cone Alone responds. Some hidden Will Is overshadowing my own, My feet are lost; I am waylaid. There is a Witness watching me. Beauty from her bright baleonade Leans like a living deity. 0 Being, so superbly seen, Betray me not upon the steep. O God of this dark evergreen, Beware! I have my soul to keep. —Clifford J. Laube. "I always have a feeling that George will disappear late in the autumn and we won't see him again unto spring." "What a peculiar notion, Why?" "He's such a bear;" For Dry Skin—Minard's Liniment. A Sure Way The two suburbanites were walking in the park, and the conversations turned to their respective children. `I've spent hundreds of dollars of my savings sending my, boy -to a good school, and the young serondeei"does not even trouble to write to me," said Robinson. "That's funny, replied Boots, "I al- ways manage to get my son to write." "Oh," said Robinson, • "How do you d0 it?" "Easy," rrepliedBoots. "I send him a letter saying I am enclosing $120, and forget to enclose the dheque." - The Road Along the autumn road, As the robins go to sleep, The brown-!,acifad Wideeyed Partridges. creep. Up into'the trees, As a dog lopes by, The road -haunting Thunder -winged Partridges fly.., When winter night comes, Where the white drifts furenw Tis e' snowshoe -footed Furry -legged. Partridges burrow. On the fallen logs, When' the spring -time's tour The green -ruffed Partridges &rum. —Kemper Hammond Broadus. What New York Is Wearing BY ANNABELLE. WORTIIINGTON Illustrated Dressmaking Lesson Fur- nished With Every Pattern 2561 A black canton crepe endorses the wrapped flared tunic skirt. It's so smart for- Auto. no wear. The curved seaming and button trine of the hip yoke are 'decidedly slim- ming details. The supple bodice shows slight all- around blousing. Pin tucks narrow the shoulders. The dainty flared lace cuffs of the long sleeves make the arms appear very slender. Style No. 2561 is youthfully smart and wearable, It is designed in sizes 16, 18 years, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46 and 48 inches bust. The 33 -inch size requires 3ie, yards of 39inch material with 14 yard of 39 -inch contrasting. Crept'.woolen, crape satin and flat crepe are suitable for this model. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS Write your name and address plain- ly, giving number and size' of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20e in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson Pattern Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto. Nett Gains For years Jock had been courting his girl. One evening, as they sat on the couch in front of the fire, Jock was silent for a whole hour, "Penny for your thoughts, Jock," said the girl "Well," replied the. Scotsman, be- coming suddenly bold, "I was just thinking, Maggie, how fine it would be if you gave me a wee bit kissie." "Of course, Jock," said the girl, After she had complied, there was another long silence, "And what are you thinking about. now, Jock?" she asked coyly, after a while, "Another kiss?" "Na, na, lassie, said Jock. "I was just thinking that it was about time you were paying me that penny for me thoughts," Optician: "You doubt if your epee are strong enough to get you a driver's license? Well, sit here and tell me how many letters you can read on the number plate of that car outside." "Would-be Motorist: "Car? I can't see any car." COAL E a T Take aaysntage, of special freight rate of 56,70 on Alberta Coal, now ex- tended September31st 1931. Spe-cial .. sial Ontario prices. If interested 11 ln:touoh witsurBrancOffice, !'31 Paris BIOS., Winfiipeg. B6ISIBE, aotameiarms LTD. No other Orange Pekoe can equal this in flavour I ORANGE PEKOE � \BLEND .A. ea. va% TA Fresh from the gardens' Tale of "Seven League Boots" Traced Sack to Men on Stilts Orlgiu o innumerable myths and legends 01. "seven league boots," shoes of swiftness," and other similar aids to fast running heroes or evil- doers are not prophecies of modern railways or automobiles, Miss Alice B. Gamma has suggested to the Folk- 0}11 gg h o Lore Society, in London; but aredim' folic memories of people who 0008. lived in the fens and marshes of south- ern England and northwestern Eur- ope, and who were regarded with ter- ror by the peaceful farmer's of the nearby . solid ground because they walked on stilts. The fen men habit- ually used these tall stilts, Miss Gomme suggests, Co move about in the swamps and shallow ponds and dyked fields of their homes. Becoming ex- tremely expert on these, as the stilt walking shepherds of the French send dime country in Gascony still are, the fen dwellers could move across the country much more rapidly than run- ning men; finding no difficulty, tor ex- ample, in cutting off and killing out- side invaders not equipped with stilts or in reaching the outer end of some road into the marsh long ahead of fleeing invaders. Many of the legends of the "seven league boots" .describe their owners as giants, which would'. be a quite natural conclusion of dwell- ers outside the marsh' land who saw these marsh men walking along at a distance, apparently with their heads 10 or 12 feet above the ground. As time passed the marsh lands were drained and reclaimed, the use of Stilts ceased and was forgotten, but the memory of speedy fast' walking giants persisted, took on a superna- tural cast and became part of general European folklore. A Handy Xmas Gift A nice Christmas gift for man is a soft -collar case. You can make it from any mate- rial you like, but a black, or maroon sed, navy blue or brown 'faille sills case, lined with scarlet, silver or beige, makes a good color combina- tion. ' Your finished•case can be either long eihough to lay the collars out straight in it, or it can be long en- ough to fold them through the back and have ample 'space for them that way. The majority of cases fold the collar, but if a mac is fussy,- and would be bothered with that crease through the centre of the back, make him a long one. For the' full-sized case, have it fin- ished to measure 17 or 18 inches long, not counting the Raps that fold over and fasten. Cut both the out- side and the inside of the case twice that long and from 12 to 16 inches wide. Fit a piece of cardboard in through the centre end stitch the case all around the cardboard to hold - it in- place, Then cut out the corners, so - that the flaps fold down over the collars, and stitch the outside edges all around. To fasten you can put on a fancy button and loop or you can use the serviceable snapper, YUKON WATErI;POWER The water -powers of the Yukon Ter- ritory, Canada, tire inseparably linked. with .the miningdevelopment, since mining provides the only 'considerable market for power, and water -power the only feasible source of energy for large-scale mining enterprises. These water -powers are administered by the Dominion Water Power and Reclama- tion Service, Department of the In- terior, .Ottawa, working in co-opera- tion with the Gold Commissioner at Dawson. Bees cover a distance of something like 300,000 miles in collecting a pound of honey. • On the Wing The very .rich -.man, gave his way- ward son a thousand pounds and pack- ed him off to South America, telling him not to come back again until he had made good. Some months later the rich man re- ceived a cablegram from his son. ' It read: "Have bought ranch and fifty head of cattle. A feather in my cap." The rich man sent a cablegram con- gratulating the boy, Two months passed and he received another message from Iris sou: "Have bought fifty acres of land and two hundred head of cattle, Another ,-feather iu my cap." Again the rick' man cabled a mess- age of congratulation. Another cable quickly followed from South Ainerica. It read: 'Manch des- troyed by forest fire. Cattle lost. Please wire passage money home." Father cabled back: "Cannot send passage money. Suggest take feath- ers from cap, stick in self, and Ry home." Medicine Co., Brockville, Out. • b "How old is your baby brother?" asked little Arthurof a playmate. "One year old," replied Bennie. "Ah!" exclaimed Arthur, "I've got a dog a year old and ho can walk twice as well as your brother." "Well, so he ought to," replied Bennie,- "he's got twice as many legs." ATLANTIiCC6TY.N.J. Just Off the Boardwalk fireproof Construction On a Residential Avenue harmonious, restful surroundings with recreational advantages. 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SP1RI TRADF.MARK leg 6 7 Years Penance For Killing a Cow _ By E. F, BRAYHAM In India if'a,,Hindu dares to: harm a cow or even accidentally injares one, he Is bound by the traditions of his: religion to undergo' a penance. Forms et penance vary and are often sug- gested by the Guru' or Hindu priest; whose directions no Hindu dare dis- obey. • India consists of innumerable religiousbodiesHinduism.b t n re - dominates. In this faith the River Ganges or more religiously, "Mother Ganges," is.one of the two purifying factors, the other being the cow. During my recent stay in Calcutta, one very enervating Sundaysfternoou, I lay on a veranda easy chair when'1 was awakened by the occasional tinkle of a -bell and a "moo" such.. as-sig'hala the privileged passage of the •sacred cow as it meanders around the. bazaars and streets of India. Expecting to 'see the indolent movements of a cow 1 was not a little surprised when my eyes fell upon an unkempt Indian with: numerousappendages round alis neck and, waist, who alternated his mourn- ful "moo" with a tinkle of a brass bell suspended from -his. neck. At the ' same time I noticed Pincer, my bearer, to wit, valet, drop a copper coin into a small empty basin held in the un- .kempt man's hand, thea exchange a Lew words in the vernacular. ' The mendicant walked on, mooing and tinkling. Pince., my mentor, is a "subjunta- wallah" •(know-it-all) and, is •forever ready with: ap explanation for all my inquiries. "Beggar?" I asked. "No, sir, no beggar. -but. curse. He berry bad man, make too much sin." And this is whatmy mentor. further related. The man was atoning for killing a cow! He: was by; profession a cow cart driver, and one particu- larly hot 'day whenthe temperature probably hovered around 100 in the shade, one of the beasts of •burden in his team 'was inclined to be lazy, so he in his 'usual manner twisted Its tail. Still the animal, refused to move. 'This stubbornoss ou the part of the beast infuriated :he delver, as tite parawellah . (policeman) •'on traiiic duty had pulled out his pocket book to note the number of his cart for de- laying the traffic. Unhappily the load on the -,cart consisted of iron bars, so he: picked up one within his reach and struck the: head of 'le cow. The blow cracked open its skull and the animal tumbled down dead: That was in 1923, on the rising of the eighth moon, and for -seven years lie must act like a cow because tate Guru (Hindu priest) to whom he con- fessed liad said it. The appendage round lite neck and waist were the symbols of his guilt. A cow's Horn, a cower tail, and a cow's bell. The man was a Hindu, he was a ceea wor- shiper and killed -a cow. He was, therefore, ostracized until the com- pletion of his penance. Moreover, Ite must beg from door to: door until the rising of the eighth moon'. in 1930, wearing the tail, the ,horn and the bell off .he cow which he had killed, and. imitating, mournfully, its voice. And such is the lot of a large pro- portion. of India's teeming millions, who are still swayed by such super- stitions as these. A Prayer Where the mind is without fear and the head is hell high; Where knowledge is .free; Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; Where words come out from the deptk of truth; Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection; 'Piller° theclearstream of reason has not lost rte way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; Where the mind is led forward by Thee, int o ever -widening thouht and action— Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake. —Rabindranatlh Tagore. y Out of Place A philanthropic lady had given up her afternoon to address a class of young pupils at the village school. "Now," she commenced, "can any- one tell me the greatest of an the virtues?" No answer. "Come, now, think," s'iie insisted, "WI'doin Ietup ns ownhat pleasure ' tong cowheeur sill at0, you?" A grimy little -1100 shot up. "Well, my little man," she asked,. "what am I doing?" 'Please, miss, brain' in," came the reply. Plenty of Training The rather garrulous grocer was holding his -customer in conversation and attempting to serve him with a pound of sugar at the same time. "You remember my son who used to help me in the shop?": he mentioned. "Yes," returned the customer; "but I haven't aeon him lately.". •"No," said the grocer. "He left us to become a boxer, and he's already won a championsihip and—" "1. light -weight. championship, 0 shouldn't 'wonder," interruptedthe customer; glancing at the pound, of sugar on the grocer's scales. First Offlee-Bop; "Don't you ever have a day off for your grandmather's funeral?" Second Office -Boy: "Whatt And me working for the registrar of births and deaths!"