Zurich Herald, 1930-09-04, Page 2The gringo Privateer
By PETER B. KYNI
SYNOPSIS
Kenneth Burney, adventurer and one-
time gentleman, comes, to BradlleyaBr-
din king of the cattle country,
for Burney has had a fight with Martin
Bruce, a rival cattle owner who has been
stealing the king's stock, aided by 1.ligu-
el C,allegos, a Mexican bandit. The icing.
liking young Burney's style, offers him
the job or getting the cattle thieves.
d Burney accepts though he knows it
Muriel, theglcin s to beae utiful. He meets
daughter.
CHAPTER IV.
it six times out of six before the can
struck the grouted. He keeps in prac-
tice."
"A regular Annie Oakley," she king
murmured.
"And you?" the princess persisted
to Burney.
"Well, if I shoot at something quite
generally I hit it, but I have to take
my own sweet time about it. .4nd in
an argument with Martin Bruce that
weakness of .nine would be just a
hundred per cent. fatal."
"Dad, he will Lave to leave this
country," the princess announced with
decision.
"Well, I'm not holding hint, am I?"
her father retorted irritably.
"You will leave, will you not, Mr.
Burney ?"
He shook his black poll half sadly.
"I have made certain plans and I can-
xot now unmake them, Princess. He
who would have an omelette must
break eggs—and the omelette I crave
looks like a goof. job in the employ of
the Bardin Land and Cattle Company.
! decided, from what I heard while in
Martin Bruce's employ, ,hat there
was an opening here for that sort of
job for my sort of man, and I've
thought it all over so very .long and
earnestly that I'm more or less of a
monomaniac on the subject now.
"The knowledge that Martin Bruce's
riders north of the Line blotch your
father's brand and shot his cows so
they can claim the dead cow's calves
as mavericks, and the knowledge that
Miguel Gallegos does the same thing
to your father's cows south of the
Line has me h1l stoop -shouldered with
sorrow An opportunity exists for the
right man to correct this evil state of
affairs and I've already figured out in
a general way exactly how it should
be done. Nobody else on El Ranchito
has the slightest idea of how to beat
the game and as a result your poor
afflicted parent is growing an early
crop of wrinkles and gray hairs.
Haven't you any pity for your own
father, Princess?"
The princess had no•answer to this.
Her woman's intuition told her that
back of the jest lay a deadly and de-
finite purpose—a thing she had never
grappled with.
"She has no pity," His Majesty
murmured. "Not a dog -gone speck."
The butler entered and informed the
king that he was wanted on the tele-
phone. When. His Majesty returned
from answering it his face was grave.
"There's the devil to pay in El Can-
jon Bonita, Mr. Burney," he announc-
ed. "We had two outposts down there
—two men on each outpost, to salt the
cattle, repair the fences, clean out the
water -holes and keep an eye on the
cattle. One of those four lien has
just come into headquarters. He's
A shriek of laughter from Muriel
testified to her appreciation of the
grim wit of their guest. "Do you
anticipate jousting with somebody, Sir
Knight?" she queried.
"Joust once," he answei'd gravely,
and again the girl's merry laughter
filled the room. But the king found
in both these remarks no seed for
merriment.
"What did you do to Martin
Bruce?" he demanded.
"Oh, not very much, sir. Ile called
me a greaser, so I pulled him off his
horse and slapped him over a half -
acre of his ranch. He's about fifty
years old, you know, so I treated him
with a certain measure of considera-
tion."
"He's as hard ..nd tough as raw-
hide, son, and can still whip any man
on his payroll. You trifled with death,
my boy."
"Not necessarily. I took his gun
away from hint first, broke it and
threw gun and cartidges into the sage-
brush before massaging him."
The king was very serious. "Were
any of his men present?"
"Four."
"And nobody interfered?"
"No, sir. It's the rule on the Tri-
angle B that every man shall kill his
own rats, and I imagine t::ey all ex-
pected the old man to manhandle me
before the fight should terminate.
When they saw hs was outclassed,
they crowded up and would have man-
handled me for hip, but the old boy
played fair. He warned then off, so I
quit, rode back to the chuck wagon,
packed my dunnage on my spare horse
and drifted. I didn't even wait to
collect two months' pay I had coming
to me"
"You young idiot," the king warned
soberly, "Martin Bruce is as deadly as
a side -winder and nurses his grudges.
Son, yo 'il have to beat him to the
draw—and that's something no man.
has ever done. Can you shoot?"
"Rather well from t rest. Miss
Muriel, I do believe I'll sample those
brandied peaches."
But the king was worried. "I ad-
vise you to get out of this country,
and do it tomorrow, son," he warned.
"In effect, sir, you promised me a
riding job if I passed my entrance
exams tomorrow. If I fail I'll get
out. If I pass I'll stay. I tell you leaking a little and reports =hat yes -
again, I've made up my mind tZ go to terday morning he and his partner
even break. If yea kill him I'll hire
the best criminal attorneys in New
Mexico to exonerate you, I'll protect
you while 1 have a deag left."
Mr. Burney beamecnpon his host.
"Nly father," he said, `always impress-
ed upon me that it was exceedingly
ulzmannerly of one to whistle at his
sisals --particularly at another man's
table. And yet—"
Very softly, with a beautiful flute-
like note, Mr. Kenneth Burney, his
Prince of Wales
Gets War Thrill .
Heir to Throne Figuratively
Shot Down in Mimic
Air Battle
London. --The Prince of Wales add-
ed the thrills of air warfare to bis
aviation experiences recently when he
smoky eyes cast pioualy upward' landed at Cranwell airdrome after a
flight to Uxbridge.
The Prince, accompanied by his
usual pilot, David Don, flew to Ux-
bridge to attend the Royal Air Force
manoeuvres in a mimic war. Instead
of observing the war from the side-
lines, the Prince directed his pilot in-
to the midst of the "battle" ancl, with
big planes racing back and forth from
opposing bases, participated in a prac-
tice bombing raid before landing at
Cranwell,
whistled Chopin's Funeral March,
"And that's not for his own funeral.,
either," His Majesty whispered
proudly to the princess. "I tell you
he's a gift!„
(To be continued.)
Millions Attend
U.S. Night Schools
Main Problem of Ngiht
Classes --Timidity of
Adults
Schools that have night classes for
adults are becoming more ;ioPular, ac-
cording to statistics compiled by the
U.S. Office of Education of Department
of the Interior. The night -school en-
rollment of the country reacher? 1,122,-
558 in 1928, an increase of about, 25 per
cent. over 1926. The figures for last
year are expected to show an increase
over any year yet compiled.
The main problem of tbenight
classes, it is found, is that of overcom-
ing timidity, pride and sensitiveness
among adults who are conscious of
their educational deficiencies and wish
to overcome their handicaps. The Of-
fice of Education reporss .that many
still hesitate to attend school for these
reasons.
The city schools offer a sufficient
variety of courses to meet the needs
of most adults who want to improve
their education. Schoolofficials have
recently been able to emphasize the
benefits that will accrue to adult stu-
dents so that these students think
more of their gains than they do of
their own embarrassment. Such
courses as shop work, mechanical en-
gineering, electrical engineering, do-
mestic sciences and business training
are meeting with increased popularity.
It is believed that the campaign
against illiteracy is stimulating many
to avail themselves of the opportunity
to better themselves and the idea that
leisure hours pased in study will serve
as a wise preparation for .the future
seems to be swelling the number of
night -school students.
work for you and behave myself and
grow up with your business. I've got
to settle down, sir, and the sooner I
do that the better"
"You'll die with your boots on, I tell
you:"
"Thank you, sir, for that comfort-
ing assurance."
"Will Martin Bruce really attempt
to kill. you, Mr. Burney?" the princess
queried. Under the bandinage of the
two men she detected a note of grim
reality.
"I very greatly fear he will, Miss
Muriel. He's a rough, tough, bad old
man and the slaying of an enemy
doesn't particularly jar his conscience.
His conscience, in .such niatters,,as
rather worn down, like the teeth of a
very old cow."
"But what are you going to do
about it, Mr. Burney?"
"I don't know. I haven't given the
matter any serious thought, Miss Mur-
ieI. Of course I'll keep my eyes open
and when I meet Mr. Bruce I shall
endeavor to get there first with the
most shots. I shall probably fail. I've
seen Martin Bruce toss a small oyster
can in the air, pull his gun and hit
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Nothing else gives so much bene-
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It is a wonderful help in work
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were ambushed. His partner fell out
of the saddle, so I suppose lie's dead,
but the pian who escaped made a run
for it„and got away with two unim-
portant wounds. He made for No. 2
outpost to warn the other two men,
but the enemy had been there before
him. He found their charred bodies
in the ashes of the cabin,they oe u -
pied, so he came in to headquartersto
report.”
"What a sweet hint to stay out of
El Cajon Bonita," Mr. Burney mur-
mured thoughtfully "That makes it a
little binding, doesn't it, Your Ma-
jesty?" -
"It does. I can't send more men to
their deaths down there, even if I had
on my payroll men foolish enough to
go:" His MaJesty's big fists clenched.
"Oh, God," he ground out, "to be lock-
ed and have to like it. To see bandits
robbing me in daylight and to pretend
it's an optical illusion."
"One is never licked until one is
counted out and I never heard any of
my relatives getting counted out until
they had first been in a fight, Your
Majesty."
Ken Burney's gaze came to rest, al-
most sympathetically, upon the har-
rassed king. The king stared back at
him, and though no word was spoken,
nevertheless His MaJesty asked—with
his eyes:
"Son, will you?"
Taking Her Choice
e having
r - street
The two neighbors
their morning chat over
gate. -
Suddenly Mrs. King . g
Although the official comminique on
the air manoeuvres merely r lid the
Prince of Wales participated, it was
understood that he technically 'was
"shot down" by one of the fighting
planes in the mimic war.
His plane was said to have been
mistaken for one of the fighting craft.
when it was sighted by a group of six
of the Royal Air Force planes and they
gave chase, intent on scoring a point
in the war manoeuvres. Pilot Don
was unable to avoid them and—accord-
ing to the rules of the game --was
"shot down."
The Prince's plane was reported to
have been sighted flying alone over
one of the "enemy" airdromes belong-
ing to the Blue forces. The Blue
bombing planes on patrol repeatedly
swooped down on the royal plane with
tremendous speed, mistaking it for one
of the fighting craft.
The Prince's pilot was forced to
land at the airdrome, where officials
were horrified to learn that the occu-
pant was the heir to the throne.
The bombing 'planes of the Blue
patrol apparently had failed to recog-
nize the marking on the 'plane in
which the Prince previously had ar-
rived from Northold to attend the
manoeuvres.
The Prince was smiling broadly as
he stepped from the plane after a safe
landing and appeared to be delighted
with the experience. Meanwhile, the
Blue patrol had flown away without
learning the identity of the little
'plane.
t,e a start
Confessional
I've scattered a bridge set
All over the floor,
I've sampled the milk left
Just outside our door;
That dish of fresh strawb'rries
Is all gobbled. up—
(Permit me to mention, I'm
and pointed to the corner at the end Brownie, the pup.)
of the road.
"Here comes Mrs. Snigens!" she A coat has been slept on?
cried. "I think I'll run in and telt A glove you cant' see?
my daughter to tell her I'm out."
Her neighbor smiled.
"But won't the still, small voice of
conscience reproach you?" she ven-
tured.
"Yes," replied the other, hastening
towards the house, "but •I'd rather
listen to the still, small voice than to
Mrs. Sniffens."—Answers.
0
Youth (to the girl seated at the
other side of the lounge): "What
would you say if I were to throw you
a kiss?" Girl: "I'd say you were the
laziest man I ever met."
Minard's Liniment removes Warts.
The chesterfield's shipwrecked?
A rug's all skew -gee?
Who's been at that work -box
And plowed it all up?
(Perhaps it's connected with
Brownie, the pup.)
A blend of gree ► tea that
,raspas ee all other, blends
tw ,
'Fresh front the gardens'
"I Didn't Think" . What New York
If all the troubles in the world--
Were
orldWere traced back to their start,
We'd find not one in ten begun
From want of willing heart.
But there's a sly woe -working elf
Who lurks about youth's brink,
And sure dismay he brings away—
The elf "I didn't think."
He seems so sorry when he's caught,
His mien is all contrite,
He so regrets the woe he's wrought,
And wants to make things right.
But wishes do not heal a wound,
Or weld a broken link,
The heart aches on, the link is gone
All through "I didn't think."
When brain is comrade to the heart
And heart from soul draws grace,
"I didn't think" will quick depart
For lack of resting -place.
If from that great unselfish stream,
The Golden Rule, we drink,
We'll keep God's laws, and have
cause
To say "I didn't think."
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Berlin Fire Brigade
Maid of All Work
This is the season when German
bees would seem to weary of the mon-
itony of their ordinary rural surround-
ings and to seek the excitements of
the metropolis. Swarm after swarm
has arrived of late in Berlin, to settle
upon the most unlikely places and to
be removed with much circumspec-
tion. Into the somewhat trying situa-
tions thus produced, the Berlin Fire
Brigade steps with wonted intrepidity;
other than the extinguishing of con-
flagrations
onflagrations that it. has been called by
facetious Berliners the maid of all
work. No fewer than forty times on
one day recently the brigade was sum-
moned to remove a swarm, being en-
tirely successful in all but two cases.
The bees are, as a rule, not bellicose
and allow themselves to be placed in
the receptacles brought for them.
Perhaps they are tired of adventure.
The rescuers do not take any risks,
however; they are furnished with
masks and thick leather gloves, and
are, perforce, very direct of action,
no
Is Wearing
BY ANNABELLif WORTHIPTGTONI
Illustrated Dressinalci1tg
The folks try to scold me,
Both somehow they fail;
When they wag their fingers—
I just wag my tail.
They threatened to train me—
That's long given up! •
(They all know who's Boss 'round
here),
BROWNIE, the Pup.
—David Jenkins.
CHAPTER V. 1
And, with his eyes, Kenneth Burney
replied that he would, then murmured:
"What a gory conversation we're in-
dulging in. Your Majesty, youmust
not permit these worries to obsess you.
Take my advice and pull out of El
Cajon Bonita. The game isn't worth
the candle.
One of his eyelids fluttered a ten-
thousandth of an inch.
One of the king's eyelids fluttered a
ten -thousandth of an inch also. Then:
"You're right, son. I'm licked. I must
abandon my favorite dream of seeing
Miguel Gallegos entirely surrounde
by German silver handles. But I obt l
have hopes of losing Martin Bruce."
"Ile's my personal concern, of
course, sir. / will not go out of my
way to meet him, bat—"
"I'll buy you five thousand piwtoi
cartridges, young feller, and you prase
tics pulling and shooting until you're
as fast and as accurate ass Martin
Bruce. Your meeting is inevitable,
but at beast real can give yourself an
Indian Seer
Summer Boarder—"What's making
all that noise? Surely you are not
running a thrashing machine at 'this
time of year.
The Farmer—"No, the boys are
figuring up the profits from our board-
ers
oarders on our new rapid calcuating ma-
chine."
Lesson Fur-,
wished With Every! Pattern
A quaint pretty fashion for the
little miss of 8, 10, 12 and 14 years
is this new bisque frock of printed
dimity.
The circular flaring skirt gives it
the right sort of sophistication for
everyday occasions. .
The organic ruffing provides dainty
trim for neckline and .edge of kimono
sleeves and scalloped hem. 00
-
il
made wth 1%
Style No. 2520 is
yards of 39 -inch material with 16 -
yard of 32 -inch contrasting for cuf-
fing.
For. parties, it is adorably smart,
in pale blue taffeta or printed crepe
de chine in pale pink tones.
French blue linen with tiny white
dots with white sheer piping, yellow
handkerchief lawn with valenciennes
lace, red and white pique print with!
white piping and printed batiste in
green and white are conspicuously
smart combinations.
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 A ielaide St., Toronto.
Correct Result
Willie's mother arrived home' from
a shopping expedition and encounter-
ed her small son in the hall.
"Willie," she coiiimenced sternly,
"why didn't you. tell .me you Were
caned yesterday, instead of me have
ing to find out from your teacher?"
Willie remained silent.
"What was it for?" she asked, ra
kindlier tone in her voice.
"Well, mum," spoke up the boy)
truthfully, "teacher told the class to)
write an essay on the results of laze-
nese, and when I sent in a blank page
I got caned for it."—Answers.
.— -
Horizons
An extended horizon is of immense
value to us in living. It gives us
much truer perspective' and empha-
sizes the relative importance of
things. The habit of adding a bit of
knowledge to our store every day Is
an" estimable one and worth cultivat-
ing. ,
Even a neglected old encyclopaedia
studied diligently far a few'' minutes
regularly will soon yield an interest-
ing fund of information which may
be quite new and inspiring to us.
Many older people will gladly give
us of their best, leading us in thought
through their richer experiences and
to countries they have visited. Of
course travelling is one of the best
ways of widening our own horizon,
provided we take along a seeing eye
and a hearing ear. Many people who
travel seem to have left both at home.
An art gallery, museum or exhibi-
tion opens up new fields of vision.
An hour in a modern schoolroom is
most educative. Let us enlarge our
horizons by widening our bounds of
observation and experience.
Hire Purchase
The evening meal came to an end,
and his wife commenced to tell him
about the day's worries.
"Do you know, George," she said, "I
do believe I'm getting stouter and
stouter each day,"
He sighed 'unhappily.
"Yes. When I got married I little
realized that I was getting a wife on
the instalment plan."--AUSwers.
CHILD WORKER
—London— It is expected that bye
1932, in the area fifteen miles from
Charing Cross, there will be• 77,006
fewer children available for industry
than in 1928.
To continue love in marriage is
science,
X—"I hear you lost your temper yes-
terday." Y—"Yes, but she'll be back
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ttty 14 ieribh recently. I'Ie io shown hero upon arrival at
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