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The Seaforth News, 1930-12-04, Page 14The gringo privateer By PETER B. KYNE SYNOPSIS. XCenneth Burney is given the job of general- manager of Bradley Bardln's ranch providing he Beta ridof Bruce Martin and Miguel Gallegns, who have been outwitted Bruce twicetle,efot'ourand Bruce has sworn to kill him. Muriel Bardin has become interested in Burney. Burney and his bodyguard go Into town and in an encounter with Bruce he calmly accepts. an insult. much to the disgust of his men. Later he crosses. .e boundary into Mexico and' calls on Senor De Baro, a Mexican official, who agrees into allow r provided th yarned wipe souk Miguel Gallegos: andhis crowd. CHAPTER XVII—(Cont'd). "Thank you. Now, I am going to ask 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,".. "Ile will come to El Cajon Bonita to fight me." "And. you desire this fight?' "I de not desire it, but it is neces- sary, senor. If we fight on the soil of our own country there will 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 tons. And once we are out of Mex- ico yeti government will of: course have no interest in raking an inves- tigation." "True. Well, Senor Burney, I think the metre can be arranged. I will close My eyes to touch, provided we get rid of -his fellow, Gallegos. And to get rid of hint it is necessary, I suppose, to fight on Mexican soil. And it tail, be a private war?" Burney nodded. "I have a plan for getting rid of Martin Bruce on Am ericen sof-, provided he escapes the fight I act preparing for him in El Cajon Bonita." Peevided he comes to the fight, senor?" "He will -conte. I have laid my plans for that. While I live he is in danger. I an a menace to h's enterprise, and mus. be disposed of. And he will pre- fer to dispose of me in Mexico, since, in the Ltnited States, he will be im- mune from punishment for the crime committed in Mexico. In the United States he is not so certain' that I may not succeed in disposing of him. He is warned. "But ran you prove that this Senor Bruce brands the cattle of Senor Har- din?" "I expect to prove it, Senor De Baro, 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 present. There is still law and justice in Mexico and cattle thieves are as amenable to the law here as they are elsewhere." Senor De Hare bowed. "1 shalt be happy to be present, sonar" "I will ,rd you word in ample time, Meanwhile, may I hope that you will A Santa Fe Ticket fo Calif qtr i Will take you through Ph nix on Santa Fe' rails "all the way" from Chicago and Kansas City. You leave on the Santa Fe and arrive on the Santa Fe. Warm dasys en the desert clod along as surety seashore.. e g a ti Goff and horseback rid- ing keep the pep up and the pounds down. O 0 Fred Harvey dining service another exclusive feature ecoid yourl'utlman reservations early. r BENDY Gen, Agent N1.4 VII 11Y. SOl trtnspt rtntion Bldg.. c'Urlt0IT, MICH.. Yitune: R.•tudaiph 8748 690 Srisp , ' 9gJa � I " 19'9 "hd'9dQ® ISSUE No. 47—'30 proceed immediately to confer witi His Excellency, your governor? I should like to have his rtaciton to ray plan before committing neyse:f to it, I will return one month from today." CHAPTER XVIII. Back at the Hotel International half nn hour later Ken Burney and his bodyguard dined in the. hotel grill, while across the room old Martin Bruce, Miguel Gallegos and the other rlmn ate andeyed them c:.•Ly- from time to tine, After din.: Burney went to the hotel desk and-ask,.1 for a telegrt ph blank. As he leaned across the cointter writing on it, Martin Bruce carne up along:4ioe of him and stamped on the small toe 'sf llis left foot. Without a wort Burney moved over to give him more room. , "Lenore have the key to my room," Bruce ordered the clerk, and drove his elbow into Burney's ribs. "Oh, good evening, Mr. Bruce," the latter saluted him politely. "Sending a telegram for more help?" the old wolf queried harshly. "1 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 seventh son and born with a I think I'd go if I were you, Really I would. The atmosphere is a bit sur.. charged here, As you pass out will you kindly return these guns to your friends? 1 can only use two nit a time myself," "With pleasure, senor." Miguel Gallegos pocketed both guns, and, bowing again, smiled; showing a set of teeth that would have won hint first prize as a dentifrice advertisement. "We shall, perhaps,, meet again, Senor Burney?" "Some day, over in El CajonBon- 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, drep in and have a bite with us." "You are very kind; senor. I will make it a point to come by your chuck - wagon, I may have a few friends with me," "Bring them, too. The more the merrier." "Buenas ?wakes, senor." "Buenas noches." Burney turned to his bodyguard. "Well, I've cleaned up all of the busi- ness that brought us to Huachita, boys.- We'll leave our saddle horses in the' livery stable and pick them up next weer- when we pass through this way enroute to EI Cajon Bonita. Meanwhile, this town isn't the pleas- antest place in the world forus, so we'll just hire an automobile and drive back to the ranch.. And well stick the king for the bill." King Bardin and the princess were lounging on the veranda about nine oclock that night wben Ken. Burney and his bodyguard drove up in the hired car, "All intact?" the king demanded y. caul? You must be, for you have! eagerl "Right -o, Your Royal Highness." made a most astonishingly correct "Come up here and tell me ubottt it, Mr. Burney." "Do, please," the princess pleaded. To her father she said: "Something must have happened. He went to town on horseback but returns in a rented Ken Burney cane up on the ver- anda. The king motioned him to a chair. "Lovely evening," the general manager murmured, "but almost too warns 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 make the Bardin lands there safe for might rise up out of the manger and the Bardin cattle." ' shoot me with a forty -five -calibre pis - "Why, our Willie's on the peck, ain't tor. Ss I hired a car and came home he?" Martin Bruce murmured sneer- in Order to avoid the occasion of sin." ingly. Ho handed back the telegram (To be continued.) which Burney gave to the clerk to file. "Well, thanks for the tip, son. r The Dark Pines reckon I can pick up a couple of ex- perienced machine gunners myself, an' This fibered beauty, this cool bark, if you can buy Springfield army rifles This harmony of height and girth, I reckon I can, too. Pleased to meet These wafted, plumes at heaven's are, you some bright day over in E1 Cajon Are things of earth, yet not of earth. Bonita. Good night!" With the word he again dug"viciously at the younger There bides a Breath upon by brow man's ribs with his right elbow. In- And in my soul a certain sign, stantly Burney's left arm slid under Else would I kneel, a Druid, now. Bruce's crooked forearm; his fingers Idolatrous of this dark pine, grasped the left lapel of Bruce's coat in a firm grip, while his right hand I swear this is no mortal tree. closed over Martin Bruce's right wrist. No perishable root would dare Then ho pressed downward, bending Stand robed in such sublimity, Bruce's arm across the iron muscles Exhaling a celestial air, of this own left arm, which acted as a fulcrum, "Just sty 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 Brace 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 worm inside the trousers band on the right side. "Quiet," he warned, and helped himself to a forty-five worn under Bruce's left coat lapet "That's the third time I've disarm- ed you and the second time 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 sun -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 signed your own death warrant. I am truly sorry for you, my friend. Be- cause ;leu are very young, you have been very frolish." Burney bowed to the speaker. "And wouldn't it to a bright idea, Senor Miguel Gallegos," he urredr f yen hopped across the Line to territory upon which you have a citizen's right ito air your unimportant opinions ree. garding the antics of twg foreigners? guess. Read that,' and he handed Martin Bruce the telegram. It read: Golden West Arms Compete'', Los Angeles, California. Please 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 Ranchito Division Bardin Land and Cattle Go., -Kenneth Burney, General DI:Mager. The old scoundrel was interested.• "What you air' to do, sonny boy? Start a revolution across the line?" "I intend to make El Cajon Bonita' a nighty good place for you and your 'ten to keep away from; I. intend to Who drew my dreaming to this hill? Who set this snare? A falling couo 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 batconade Leans like a living deity, O Being, so superbly seen, Betray me not upon the steep. O God of this dark evergreen, Bewares f have my soul to keep. —Clifford J. Laube. The Road Along the autumn road, As bhe robins go to sleep. The brown:backed" Wide-eyed Partridges oreep. Up Into the trees, As a dog lopes by, The road -haunting Thunder -winged . Partridges fly." When winter night comes, Where the white drifts furrow The snowshoe -footed Furry -legged Partridges burrow. On the taller logs, When the spring -time's coma, The green -ruffed Partridges drum. -Kemper Hammond Broadus. "I always have a feeling that George will disappear fate in the autumn and we weal see him agaia,until spring." "What a peculiar notion, Whyn' "He's such a bear." What New York Is Wearing BY ANNABELLE WORTHINGTON Illustrated Dressmaking Lesson Fur- niched With Every' Pattern 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 scrondrel 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 Ro inson "Ho a b wdo you: it do 7" "Easy," replied Boote, "1 send him a letter saying I am enclosing $26, and forget to enclose the cheque." A black canton crepe endorses the wrapped flared tunic skirt. It's so smart for Autt. nn wear. The curved seaming and button trim 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 amts 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 3I!i,yards of 39inch material with '/i yard of 39 -inch contrasting. Crepy woolen, crepe satin and fiat 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 20c 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 thiukiug, Maggie, how fine it would be if you gave mea wee bit kissie." "01 course, Jock," said tlhe girl. After she had complied, there was another long silence. "And what are !0u thinking about now, Jock?" she asked coyly, after a while. "Another kiss?" "Na, pa, lassie," said Jock, "I, was just thinking that it was about time you were paying me that penny for me thoughts," No other Orange Pekoe can equal this in flavour ., l•. ' III ORANGE PEKOE ▪ BLEND • • 'Fresh from the gardens' 750 Optician: "You doubt if your eyes 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." Tale i ' "Seven Leag ie Hoots" Traced Eack to Men on Stilts Origin in .,.,: innumerable myths and .legends .of "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. Gomme has suggested to the Folk - Lore Society, in London, but are dim folk memories of people who once lived in the fins and marshes of south- ern England and northwestern Eur- ope, and who were regarded with ter- ror by the peaceful farmers of the nearby solid ground because they walked on stilts. The fen men habit- ually used these tall stilts, Miss Gomme suggests, to 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 sand dune country in Gascony still are, the fen dwellers could move across the country much more rapidly than run- ning men; finding no difficulty, fog ex- ample" incutting 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 thesemarsh men walling 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' Christmasgift fora man is a soft -collar case. You can make it from any mate- rial you like, but a black, or maroon red, navy blue or brown faille silk case, lined with scarlet, silver: or beige,, makes a good color combine - Hen. Your finished case can be either long enough to lay -tire collars out straight in it, `or'it can be long en? ougb to fold them through the back and have ample space for them that way. The majority of cases fold the collar, but if a malt 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 flaps 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 WATER -POWER The water -powers of the Yukon Ter- ritory, Canada, are inseparably linked with the mining development, 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 o-operation with 'the Gold Commissioner at Dawson. Bees .cover a distance of something like 300,000 nines in collecting a pound of honey. On the Wing The very rich" mane gave his' way- ward son a thousandpounds 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`niessage from his son: "Have .bought fifty acres of land and two hundred head of cattle. Another feather in my cap." Again the rich' man cabled a mess. age of congratulation., • Another cable quickly followed from South America. It read: "Ranch 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 fly. home." Meciic!ae Co., Brockville, Ont. "How old is your baby brother;?" asked little Arthur of a playmate. "One year old," replied Bennie. "Alit" exclaimed Arthur, "I've got a dog a year old and he can walk twice as well as your lsrother." "Well, so he ought to," replied Bennie, "he's got twice as many legs." ATLANTI CUTY.N,J, Just Oft the Boardwalk Fireproof Construction On a Residential Avenue Harmonious, restful surroundings with recreational advantages. European Plan from $4 Daily American Plan from $7 Daily WEEKLY. OR SEASON RATES 0:4 APPLICATION COAL MERCHANTS Take advantage of special freight Coal,now ex- tended of $6.76 onto Alberta t,1 e e 1fl1. Spe- cial Ontario to prices -. f in p ifai okwprices. ea ch Office, ' 01 in touch with our Branch Ofaoe, Cil Paris Bldg., Winnipeg. Ena•SIBE,°OLIO:CRIBS LTD. FEEL MEAN? Don't be helpless when you suddenly get a headache. Reach in your pocket for immediate relief. If you haven't any Aspirin with you, get some at the first drugstore you come to. Take a tablet or two and be rid of the pain. Take promptly, Nothing is gained by waiting to see if the pain will leave of its own, accord. It may grow worse! Why postpone relief? There are many times when Aspirin tablets will "save the day." They will always ease a throbbing head. Quiet.a grum- bling tooth. Relievenagging pains of. neuralgia or neuritis. Or check a sudden cold. Even rheuinatism has lost its : terrors for those who have learned to depend on these tablets. Gargle with Aspirin tablets at the first suspicionof sore throat, and reduce the infection. Look for Aspirin on the box.. and the word Genuine in red. Genuine Aspirin tablets do not depress the heart. SPIRI TRADE.,MARii K118, 7 Years Penance For Killing a Cow By B. F. BRAYHAM In India if a Hindu dares toharm a cow or even accidentally injures one, he is bound by the traditions of his religion Ds - undergo a penance. Forma of, penance •vary and are often sug- gested by the Guru or Hindu priest, whose :directions Ito- Hindu dere dis- obey. .India consists of innumerable religious bodies but Hinduism pre- 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, ene very enervating Sunday biternoon, I Iay on a veranda easy chair when I was awakened 'by the occasional tinkle` of a bell and a "moo" such as signals 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 I was not .a little surprised when" y1y eyes fell upon an unkempt Indian with. numerous appendages round'his neck and waist, who alternated his mourn- ful "moo" with a tinkle of a brass, bell suspended.from his neck. At the setae timeI noticed Piuoo, my bearer,' to wit, valet, drop a coPPer•coin into a small empty basin held in the un-. kempt',pian's hand, then exchange a few words in the vernacular. The. mendicant walked on, mooing and tinkling. Pinoo,:. my mentor, is a "sitbjunta wallah" (know-it-all) and is : forever" ready with an explanation -for all my inquiries. "Beggar?" I asked. "No, sir, no beggar, but curse. He, berry bad man, make too mulch sin. And this is what my mentor further related. Theman was atoning for killing a cow! He was by profession a cow cart driver, and- one particu- larly hot day when the temperature probably hovered around 100 in the shade, one of the boast: 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 gtubborness on the part of the beast infuriated :he driver, as the parawailab (policeman, on traffic duty had puffed ont his pocket hook 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 the cow. The blow cracked open itsskull and the animal turitbled down dead. ' That was in 1923, on the rising of the eighth moon, and for seven years he mustact like a cow because the Guru (Hindu priest) to whom he con- fessed had said it. The appendage. round his neck and waist were the symbols of his guilt. A cow's horn, a cow's tall, and a cow's bell, The man was a Hindu, be was a cow wpr- shaper and killed a Caw. He was, therefore, ostracized until the com- pletion of his penance. Moreover, he must beg from door to door until the rising of the eighth moon in 1930, wearing the tail, the horn and the bell off the 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 held 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 depth of truth; Where tireless striving "stretches .its arms towards' perfection; Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; Where the mind is led forward by Thee into ever -widening thought and action— Into that heaven. of freedom, my Father, let my country awake. =Rabindranath Tagore. 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 all the virtues?" No answer, "Come, now, think," she insisted, 'What am, I' doing when T give up'my own pleasure. to come and talk to you?"-:. A grimy little fist shot up. "Well, my little man,," she asked}, doing?" "Please; miss, buttfn' iu," came the reply. Plenty of Training The rather garrulous grober was holding his customer in conversation and 'attempting to serve him with a pound of sugar at bhe same time. "You remember me son who used to help me in the shop?" he mentioned., Iii "Yes," returned the customer; "but II haven't seen him lately. "No," said the grocer. "He left me to become a boxer, and he's already; won a championship, and—" "A light -weight championsbii/, 1 shouldn't ,wonder," interrupted the customer, glancing at the pound of sugar on the grocer's scales. Fist Office -Boy: "Don't you ever have a day off for your grandmash er'r funeral?" Second Ofdce-Boy: "Whatt And me working for theregistrar et births and deaths!"