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JACKASS MAIL
Adapted from the Metro-
CoIdevyn - Mayer Picture
ibex H A L S E Y RAINES
SYNOPSIS:
'Just" Baggot, ex -horse thief
small] wanderer of the old West, is
given a position as mule -pack
mailman by Clementine Tucker,
Lowly hotelkeeper with a zest for
a'eformation. After Baggot kills
Red Gargan, an outlaw, in self
defense, he bceomes guardian of
iittie Tommie Gargan, who doesn't
,Geow the truth about his father.
Determined to win the stubborn
Clementine away from a potential
rival, Baggot had a streak of luck
at faro, and bets all his winnings
against Clementine's hand, gain-
ing the victory.
CHAPTER SIX
When the train came clanging
in, over the new tracks, from
Sacramento, a brightly painted
slew sign was posted at the station.
it read: Baggot City. This was
ilhe tribute of the townspeople to
two of their most popular charac-
ters, who were to be married that
day.
Jubilant at the forthcoming
Zluptials and anxious to show off,
Baggot and Miguel O'Sullivan
elinrbed from the coach up to the
engine, and by physical force
wrenched the control away from
the train's mentor. It was only
fitting, Baggot reflected, that he
should propel the engine into the
1iome town just named after him.
]Ile had never handled an engine
throttle before, but he was con
ilident of his ability to do so.
Suddenly, as they were coming
:along the hone stretch, the train
began to slow up. The engine
started to roll like a tossing ship,
then it detached itself from the
ears and went: hurtling down the
track, crashing into the front of .
a store several hundred feet away.
Clementine ,with doubled -up
fists which she was on the verge
of using, controlled her wrath by
great force of will, and asked
Baggot, who was clambering un-
injured from the car, to show her
the box containing the hymn
hooks. It had been Clementine's
special desire to provide everyone
at the church with a brand-new
hymn book, and Baggot had been
ordered to bring them back with
shim.
Baggot, shuffling forward with
a bouquet, patted her arm; then
studying her anxiously, he real-
ized he was still in a fix. Under
the stimulus of O'Sullivan, he had
succumbed to a temptation to
• bring along a load of something
drastically different from church
hymnals, in the train. Now, as he
peered inside, all the boxes looked
alike.
* * *
Clementine, becoming increas-
ingly suspicious at his manner,
finally picked up a hatchet and
demanded that the box supposed
to contain the hymnals be opened.
Baggot heaved a sigh of great
relief, as row after row of black -
covered books came into sight. But
fate was still lurking in the wings
ready to trip him. A thin trickle
of liquid was visible' beside the
lower corner of another packing
case. Clementine sniffed, saw it,
and ordered all the miners within
earshot to pitch in and help her
smash every incoming bottle,.
"You wouldn't start a scrap
like this, on our weddin' day?"
pleaded Baggot.
"This ain't our weddin' day,"
said Clementine firmly. "I ain't
gonna marry nobody I can't trust.
The weddin's off — for good!"
When Baggot, dully picking up
his belongings back at the shack,
heard the door open, he glanced
up to see Tommie. The boy looked
forlorn and stony -eyed. One
thought Ieaped to the top of Bag-
got's brain; O'Sullivan had double.
crossed him. He asked Tommie
what the Senor had said. Tommie
stared in mute question. The
next thing he knew, Baggot had
blurted out the facts about the
killing of Tommie's father, and
how he had shot in self-defense.
Only after he had finished was
he aware of the frantic, startled
look on the boy's face. What
O'Sullivan had told him related
only to the whiskey shipment; fie
hadn't known anything at all
about Red's death.
Heedless now of anything that
might happen, Baggot fell in easily
with O'Sullivan's suggestion that
they hold up the train on its re-
turn trip and make off with the
large shipment of gold that would
be on board. Clementine and a
number of townsfolk were also
making the trip, though Baggot
didn't know it.
* *
Crouching down on the coach
top, just beyond the engine, they
were covered with thick smoke and
hidden from sight as the train
pulled out. They were just plan-
ning how best to get down and
bind the engineer and fireman,
when the train slowed down.
There, ahead on the track, was a
big log. Beyond stood a party
of men, headed by Jim Swade. It
was obvious what they wanted.
"Why that crawlin', snake -faced
rat!" exclaimed Baggot. "He's
stealin' our gold !"
Without an instant's delay, he
rose to his feet and began to
blaze away. O'Sullivan followed
suit. The unexpected volley of
bullets leveled three outlaws in a
few seconds' time. The others
raced for the cover of nearby
trees, and from there returned
Baggot's and O'Sullivan's fire.
On and on the combat raged.
Swade, who had taken charge
of the baggage car before the on-
slaught broke out, waved to some
of his men to help drag the treas-
ure chest away. As they were
about to do so, a burst of sound
came from over the hill. Baggot,
from his dangerous top post,
could make out Tommie, mounted
on an Indian mule, with about
fifteen vigilantes at his • side.
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Sweeping down on the left flank
of the bandits, they broke them
up. The outlaws fled wildly.*
Swade, opening the far side of
the baggage car, leaped to the
ground. Baggot, peering down,
threw a shot after him, then
jumped from the ear and started
in hot pursuit.
"If you and Baggot hadn't been
aboard," one of the vigilantes
told O'Sullivan, •"they'd have got
away with the gold, sure enough.":
O'Sullivan, smiling naively, an-
swered: "Senor Baggot an' me, we
have the hunch." He turned to
Tommie and added: "He ees the,
brave man, Tommie!"
"He's all right, I guess," said
Tommie, grinning happily.
* *
Out amid the rocks, Baggot was
crouching and exchanging gunfire
with Swade. Suddenly be realized
his las;; bullet was gone, Swade,
in a few minutes, knew it too.
He was advancing for the kill
when a staccato -like report rang
out, and his gun was knocked
down, Tommie had been the life.
saver! Baggot, quick as a pan-
ther, picked up the fallen gun
and, covering the outlaw, marched
him back to the posse.
Baggot's arm was around Tom-
mie's shoulder as they heard a
familiar voice ring out: "Hey,
Baggot, where you goin'?"
"Now, don't you go 'pickin' on
me, ma'am !" Baggot shouted
back.
Clementine raised herself to her
full stature. "You're trying to
sneak out o' gittin' married!" she
cried. "Come back here! I've
had enough of your stallin'!"
Baggot and Tommie, the past
wall of restraint entirely swept
away, looked at each other and
smiled. Turning in the direction
of the voice, he remarked: "She
sure is a powerful sweet woman!"
•
* * o
The sun seemed to gleam down
with special serenity as the crowds
from the emptying church slowly
filed along the walks of Baggot
City's public park. It was certain-
ly one of the best looking parks to
do homage to any California city
of the nineteen forties. Glints of
sunshine set off the bulging shoul-
ders and heroic frames of the two
figures of .the statue, those of
Just and Clementine Baggot.
The little boy toddling along
with Baggot's granddaughter
seemed absorbed in his thoughts,
as he paused in front of the big
statue.
"You said Grampa Baggot
wasn't no horse thief, didn't you,
Mom?" he asked.
His mother frowned. "I said 1
he was one of California's greatest
men!" she answered firmly.
The boy looked up again. "But
he sure looks like a horse thief,
don't he?" he commented.
THE END
BANNERS FLYING
The twins are so much alike they
can't tell which man loves which!
Starts Next Week
Russians Proud
Of War Doctors
So sueeessful has become the
' work of Red army hospitals that
70 per cent of the wounded leen
who enter then are later dis-
charged fit for active duty, ac-
cording to "Information Bulletin,"
issued from the Soviet embassy at
Washington. The Russians point
proudly to their progress in the
treatment of skull wounds which
caused 75 per cent fatalities in
the First Great War, and to the
development of better methods of
dealing with shock.
Praise is given to the heroism
of Red army doctors in the field.
The case of Prof. Alexander Vish-
nevski, well-known surgeon, is
cited. This doctor has performed
more than 400 difficult operations
in field hospitals.
"During one operation, the pa-
tient," says the Bulletin, "while
on the operating table was struck
in the leg by a machine-gun bul-
let from an enemy plane. Vish-
nevski completed one operation
and proceeded immediately to the
second—extracting a bullet with-
in one minute after it had struck."
Another Soviet doctor, Surgeon
Spasski, was operating , on a
wounded soldier for a hip wound
when the patient "complained of
severe pain and a feeling of
heaviness in the wound. • The
surgeondiscovered an unexploded
37 millimetre anti-tank shell im-
bedded in the flesh and success-
fully extracted it."
TABLE TALKS
SADIE B. CHAMBERS
APPETIZING AUTUMN
DISHES
Probably there is no other sub-
ject about which the homemakers
are hearing so much these last
few weeks as "Meat Shortage."
Of course next in order would be
the many debates about rationing
of various articles. Others may
feel at the present moment that
there is only one important sub-
ject and that is "Income Tax." Re-
gardless of which subject is most
important the homemakers task is
how to feed the family well and
keep everyone happy. To most of
us clouds gathered on the horizon
recently as eggs, one of the main
substitutes for meat, were soaring
in price.
To help solve these problems
we suggest the following recipes:
Carrot Loaf
2/ cups cooked carrots
1 medium size onion
1 cup diced celery
2 tablespoons green pepper
3 eggs
1 cup condensed milk
2 teaspoons salt
Dash of pepper
Dash of mace
2 cups cooked rice
Put carrots, onion, celery and
green pepper through the food
chopper, use finest blade. Beat
eggs well, add to vegetables with
seasoning and milk. Fold in rice
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the the' true nature of Japan's present government. Top 'Cartoon
self-explanatory; lower depicts war lord Tojo holding a` tea
house orgy With his favorite geisha girl—Death. From his cup
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the lilood,of Japan's youth, Such lack of dignity is distaste-
ful to, island daps.
You Will
y Postum
TRY Postum today. Its
robust, satisfying flavor
is delicious ... and it saves
on sugar, too.
You can prepare Postum right inthe
pup, either with boiling water or ho
milk. It is quick, easy and economical.
Postural contains no caffeine pita
tannin. Everyone can drink it safely.
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LOOK WELL, DEAR
I'M WORKING
MORE OVERTIME
THAN EVER TOO,
BUT I'VE BEEN
SLEEPING 50 MUCH
BETTER LATELY
THAT'S BECAUSE
WE'VE SWITCHED
TO POSTUM.
THERE'S NOTHING
IN POSTUM TO
UPSET YOU—IT LETS
YOU RELAX AND
SLEEP BETTER.
THAT'S WHY YOU FEEL
BETTER
PUTUM
4 OZ. SIZE MAKES 50 CUPS
e OZ. SIZE MAIEI5 $00
and pour into buttered mold. Bake
in a moderate oven 360°F, for 40
minutes.
This with a green salad makes
a splendid menu for luncheon or
supper.
Kidney Bean Salad
1 medium can cooked kidney
beans
1 cup chopped celery
ea cup canned peas
1 cup diced veal or bacon
(if you have it)
1 tablespoon minced onion
Salt
Rinse the sauce from the beans.
Drain. the peas. Marinate the
beans, peas and celery in French
Dressing for 4 hour. Add meat,
onion and seasoning. Blend with
mayonnaise.
Noodles and Corn
1 8 ounce package noodles
1 can chicken broth
1 can corn
Cracker crumbs
Some grated cheese
Cook noodles in boiling broth
until liquid is all absorbed. Add
corn and turn into greased cas-
serole. Top with crackers and
grated cheese and bake at 360°F.
for 30 minutes.
Salmon Mousse Salad
1 tablespoon gelatine
14 cup cold water
5f cup mayonnaise
2 cups flaked salmon•
ee cup carrot, finely chopped
ee cup cream, whipped """
Dash of salt
Soak gelatine in cold water for
5 minutes and dissolve over hot
water. Whip into mayonnaise.
Fold in whipped 'cream and re-
maining ingredients. Pour' into ,.
individual molds or one large one.
Chill.
Salmon Loaf
2 cups flaked salmon
1 cup cooked rice
y, teaspoon salt
Few grains cayenne pepper
2 eggs
al', cup sweet milk
1 tablespoon melted butter
le teaspoon minced parsley
ee tablespoon lemon juice
Few scrapings onion
Remove skin from salmon and
.flake the fish. Mix well with other
ingredients. Turn into a well -
greased loaf cake pan and bake
in an oven of 325°F. about one
hour. If desired the pan may be
placed in a larger pan of water
and the salmon oven poached.
Serve with egg sauce. ,
alias Chambers weieosues personal
lettere from interested readers. She
Is pleased to receive suggestions
on topics for her eollih n, and 10
vn ready to listen to .your tspet
peeves:* Requests or recipes, or
special menus are in order Adhlress
your letters to "Miss Sadie il,Cht.na.
bets, .3 West etdeialde "Street, To-
rent0," Send stamped self-addressed
envelope If yon wish a teals=.
The new Archbishop of Canter-
bury lias been enrolled as a Bri-
tish Boy Scout.
In Praise of Potatsea
No compliment is now toe high
for the potato, which is to •be •our
staple and support of the Winter.
Still, the familiar "spud"began its
English life With abundant bou-
quets.
"These potatoes," wrote Haw-
kins in 1565, "be the most deli-
cate rootes that may be eater, and
doe far exceede our passenepe or
carets." Now the men of science
are busy clearing the reputation
of the potato of its supposed
'faults. It is not, we are toid, a
stodgy lump of starch: it ie not
fattening. It is, instead, a ns;:t of
vitamii:s, a calorific jewel.
Antiquity praised it for its
flavor; we, more gravely, for
health. Whichever way you take
it, the potato appears "a darelin'
thing," es Sean O'Casey's Broker
Daly would have said, a patriot of
perfect behavior, and the reet of
all virtues.
Bullfrogs in the Solomo:,
lands weigh as much. as two
pounds.
FINE CUT
In the early '90's, when J. a
Wallace drove a herd of cat7.1;
up into Alberta from Idaho am!
started the now famous Wal-
lace Ranch, the' "Hat" Brand
was his identification. Tho
brand it still in use by Ro,ea
Ranchos, at I�,YAden, Alberta
s '
"HAT" Brand of th,
WALLACE RANCH
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