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Zurich Herald, 1946-05-30, Page 6Mary fay Told SYNOPSIS C issusrL.tt X; Stenhart volunteers Sherwin's real name, John Sherwin. "He is wanted for murdering his untie." Stenhart declares. CHAPTER XI "Do you know why I'm wanted?" Sherwin asked, still standing. The old fellow nodded. "Seen tit' paper you had in your pocket, Sherwin. You'd marked the de- scription, and it dropped t'other day an' I saw it. Th' sheriff talked some, too, when we were goin' to look for th' place where •Jordan jumped the creek. 1 ain't askin' questions. You sit down an' eat." Sherwin sat down. "You're a good man," he said cltoldngly. "I'ni old," said MacDowell quiz- zically. "I ain't dead set on punish- ing other folks." "Except Jordan,'sai,l Sherwin. Mac laughed. "Well, maybee! Eat, son, you may have a long hike, Yon can't take th' trains; Cutler'll have your picture up in 'est." Sherwin nodded. eating in silence. Half an hour ago, with Jane's eyes changing as they look- ed at him, food would have choked him, but he was hungry now and he ate mechanically. Old Mac, sit- - ting down opposite, filled his pipe and lit it. Neither of them spoke for a while and the lig.,` began to fail. It was still daylight outside but the little room was in the shadow of the big ranch -house and it was so dim that Mac rose, got a lamp, lit it and set it on the table. Sherwin had fininshed his meal and he thrust his plate aside, look- ing across at the old man's face behind the camouflage of tobacco smoke. At last he spoke hoarsely, forcing himself to it. y: * "You said a while ago—when you were tending my arm—that— Miss Keller was to marry Stenhart. Is that true?" hIacDowefl considered, pulling on his pipe. "I've heard Jinn say so You don't like Stenhart?" "He's my cousin,' Sherwin said in a flat emotionless voice, The old man started and took his pipe out of his mouth. "Gosh!" he ejaculated, and stared at the young man dumbly. - "He's my cousin and his testi- mony sent me to jail for Iife," said Sherwin, and his voice shook. "He lied. He lied me out of the way for fear I'd break our uncle's will. He got everything." "An' you're accused of kiliin' th' uncle because he'd cut you off, ain't that it?" Mac leaned his elbows on the table, looking across it at the shadowed face of Sherwin. The Tatted nodded. "The old story," he said shortly. "Uncle was killed in the garden. He was stab- bed while he slept on the old bench by the cedars. I'd just found him when Max came in the gate; he'd been up the street at the news- stand. He swore I had the knife in my hand. It was perjury but he got away with it. Uncle and I had had a difference the day before, and people knew of it. That went against me, and Max swore me into jail for life. That's all." Mac was silent for a while, then he grunted. "Did you tell Jim about it?" Sherwin laughed bitterly. "He wouldn't believe me if I didl The jury didn't. I've served eight years. I was twenty-two when I was sen- tenced. Ever been in jail?" he asked ironically. "Come mighty near it once, son. Punchin' a rogue's head got me ar- rented, but somehow the judge kinder agreed with me that it need- ed punchin'." "It's like being in hell—to shut a healthy man up behind stone walls for life," Sherwin said bitter- ly. "1 won't be taken if 1 can help it; I'd rather die—only I've got something to do first." The old man looked across under the lamplight again; something in the white face opposite moved him deeply. Sherwin was a stranger, he was an escaped convict, yet— "Don't do it, son," old Mac said gently. Shewin, startled, raised his bloodshot eyes to his. "You know?" "I reckon : do!' Sherwin rose and began to walk about the roost. "I came out Isere to find hhn. He wasn't in his usual haunts in the city—so they told me and I'd tracked him patiently, tracked him to Keller's ranch, when I stumbled into your accident and motored you here. It was pure luck, I thought, to get here so easily—without credentials, too!" MacDowell nodded. "He's gettin' well an' he's sure to hang around Jane." Sherwin said nothing, but his hands clenched until the flails bit into the palms. In the silence the little room .scented full of Jane's presence. Again he saw her eyes change, saw her recoil! A shudder ran through him, fury leaped up in him, he remembered Stenhart's white face, Itis cowardly cry: "Don't let him kill mel" Again he paced up and down. No words were spoken. Old Mac sat thinking, his pipe in his hand. It was still: then one of the men began to sing out under the trees, a Spanish song. In half • an hour the moon would rise; now it was pitch dark outside. Old MacDowell ro-e slow ty, stretching his uninjured arm. "Th' sheriff']] be around here for a spell, maybe thirty-six hours. You can't hardly miss him if you try to get out now; some of 'em will meet up with you. 1 tell you what I'll do—you come along with me now, before moonrise, an' I'll fix you up. I've just been figurin' it • out." Sherwin stopped in his pacing and looked at him, strangely touch- ed. "How about Keller? 1 -le wanted me to get out at once." "You ain't goin' •to stay on tit' r..nch; you follow me." Mac Dicke] up the food -pack and opened the door. A. sudden gust of wind ;Tett uut the lamp. In the dark Sherwin pressed his hands over his eyes; I. teas trying to shut out Jane's face! They stepped out into the Tright, dark before moonrise. Lights streamed from the ranch -house windows. They could, hear voices over there; once some one laughed loudly. Mac touched Sherwin's hand warningly. "We're goin' to th' stables; ain't nc, one there, an' we can saddle "I can't take a horse from here!" Sherwin exclaimer] sharply. "Easy, son. 1'11 lend you mine to- night," said Mac. "I can rice one of the ranch horses; we ain't goin' so terrible far." t hey trent to the stables and old MacDowell brought out the horses. :Sherwin hated to lay a hand on one of then but he mounted when the old man told hint the roan was his ow•n property. Silently, after that, they rode past the ranch -house and out on to the twisting mountain road. Fire miles up in the red- woods they passed the lints of Las Palomas. I'he wind from, the hills grew cold, but the sky was brightening; the highest peaks were already touched with moon- light. Sherwin turned in his saddle and looked down. Below hint lay the ranch; he could just see the lights in the house, mere pin -points of brightness. Darkness, like a velvet cloak, bad fallen on the valley. He drew a deep breath. Jane was there, Jane, who had re- pudiated him with her chill look, and Stenhart! His hands clenched. Stenhart's lie had sent him to prison, it pursued hien still. Resolve was hardening in him, he could not go until he had killed hint. He rode on again but, all the while, he was aware of those lights down there in the darkness. I -Ie had lived - eight years in prison but he was still young. The girl's es -es, her voice, her soft hands on his wound- ed arm, had kindled a flame; now the flame was made fiercer, more terrible, by jealousy. Stenhart' tvas with her!! Then suddenly he was . roused from his fierce revery. Old Mac drew rent. "Get down," he said briefly. "We can hobble th' horses, 'we've got to hoof it the rest of th' way." (To be continued) Outstandingly Good °lsALA T QUEBEC VISIT His excellency, Viscount Alexander, Governor-General, and Lady Alexander, pictured as they arrixed in Quebec City on their first official tour. Following a three-day visit to the uebec capital they went, to Montreal. C 111 LES of MINE FA Have you ever tackled a job with foreboding and dislike and finished up by really enjoying the work? I am sure yc.0 have—we all sur- prise ourselves once in a while. Well, I was on what I thought would be an unpleasant job but 1 soon found myself getting quite a kick out of it. It took me into homes where I had never been; brought me into contact with People I had never net and show ed me a phase of life which L had almost forgotten. Incidentally, ] walked into one house where there was measles—one adult recover- ing. one child still in bed, and s baby at the sniffling stage. Since it was my privilege to Itat-e measles myself a few years ago 1 traded on the assumption that i was therfore immunized. The places that I visited were farts homt.s and three of them were occupied by young; couples, each with a family of three little tots, all under school age. Sonic• hots it gave me quite a lift. Here was youl:g Canada growing up. Here. were husky young fellows with—I hope—enthusiastic and op- timistic young wives who w -ere not the hard but satisfying job of being afraid to have babies, nor tc tackle a farmer's wife, And the children were such darlings, and obviously well caret] for. One little two-year -old, w' •, his mother said, nearly 1,lways "made strange", came tod- dling over to, me almost as soon as I sat down and held up his wee arms to be picked up. It seemed to me there was great hope for the future of rural Canada—social un- rest notwithstanding—while there are farm families around like those. I 'saw that day. t: Iu contrast I also came across some very lonely folk. There was one poor old fellow, living alone, his barn burnt to the ground, his son in hospital, no one around but he and the dog working amid the charred and blackened rubble of - what had once been a splendid barn. and which, at the tife of the fire, had housed the season's crop and some sheep, all of which had been lost. I stood looking at the tragic remains of a life time's work . as the old man told me his story. The next call was a lot more cheerful. Here was an oldish couple, happy in each other's com- pany as the sands of life run slow- ly out. I imagine that was now all they ,ranted—all that a lot of aged couples want—to lint out their lives together. * * * Then I came to a farm woman living alone—except for hired help. She seemed perfectly content ex- cept for her worries in getting car- penters, paperhangers and extra farm help. "But Yet," I remarked, "111 spite of all these difficulties you persist in carrying on?" "My goodness, yes. What would I do aw::y from the farm? Imagine Inc in a little two -b;• -four in town!" I could see her point all right because, even as we went around to visit her chickens, two little pet lambs gambolled along behind us, occasionally bleating plaintively because they knew it was nearly bottle time. Living on a faun undoubtedyl gets to be a habit. Or shall we sa;' the roots one puts down are like tap roots. If any attempt be made to dig up the main root there is still lots of life in the runners, Many farm folk are past doing the hard work incidental to farming but yet there are still so mans By Gwendoline P. Clarke small roots that are still active. Love of the outdoors; the satisfy- ing sense of working with depen- dent living things; the perennial fascination of watching Nature at work -all tied up with, and an in- timate part of our daily life. For instance, one gets far more satis- .,faction from watching a tree in blooms in one's own backyard than by driving through the Niagara fruit belt in blossom time. That admittedly is a feast for the eyes but in our own backyard one takes as much interest in the tree when the blossom is dying as when it is in its full glory. Watching to sec if the fruit has set; guarding against tent worsts; watching the small fruit grow and develope. This year—especially the apples! A LE T s.a Canned Rhubarb The rhubarb, native of the pros, ince of Szechwan, Kansu and of Tibet, was eagerly adopted from the Chinese. It vas an important.. feature of overland trade with Ancient Europe and in 1750, three precious parcels, containing rhu- barb seeds were brought from the West by a Russian Caravan, to be sent as a gift of the Russian Gov- ernment to the botanical societies of England, Scotland and Ger- many. Rhubarb, although it is so old and has travelled so far from its native habitat is the first fruit to ,appear 1' the Can: Mian gardens and brings a welcome change in tl.e dessert pattern. Early rhubarb, rosy and tender needs very little cooking and also little sugar, which is an advantage in these days of rationing. It the garden contains a large patch of rhubarb, canning part of it would prove to be a boon next winter. It is wise to can rhubarb 'while the stalks arc young end ten der. Later on in the summer they are apt to become woody. The home economists of the Consumer Section of the Dominion Department of Agriculture recom• mend several methods of canning rhubarb. Here is one method that will prove a favorite when a serv- ing of fruit is desired for lunch or supper. It is called the "dry sugat method", and is a real short-cut. For 1 quart of canned fruit, use: 4 cups rhubarb, cut in one -inch lengths, .4 cup sugar and boiling water. Pack the quart sealer hall full of cut rhubarb, add about `/,t cf the sugar. Continue to pack sealer with alternate layers of rhu- barb and sugar. When full, cover with boiling water to within one quarter inch of top of sealer. Seal tightly, and tilt gently back and forth to dissolve sugar. Loosen seal slightly and process in boiling water bath, allowing fifteen min= utes for pints and twenty minutes for quarts. Remove sealers from water bath, complete the seal and allow to cool in an upright position. Remained Aloof A shell buried eight soldiers alive is a dugout: two were English, two Scottish, two Welsh and two Irish. When the rescue party finally extricated theist, the Scots were praying In g together; the Welsh were singing; the Irish fighting, and the two Eitglisltinen hadn't h een intro duced. Sunday School Lesson .Expressing Our Friednship for Christ Mark 14:3-9; Luke 10:38-42; . John 11:1-3. Golden Text,—Beloved let us love one another: for love is of God. -1 John 4:7. Mary's Act of Devotion Mary poured over the head of the Lord the nsost precious thing she possessed, spikenard. This was a pure liquid ointment, the costliest anointing oil used for the anointing of Kings. To the mater- ialistic minds of the disciples this act of Mary's was a sheer waste of stoney. They were blind to the higher value of love and devotion. Jesus highly commended Mary for her act of devotion, to the em• barrassme1,t of her critics. That which was mean in their eyes was beautiful in Christ's Thib wo- man's act had for its motive a fer- vant lore, and that love made it a good work in God's sight. He de- clared the fitness of her act as foreshad,,wing His approaching death and burial. he account of Mary's love and gratitude has gone forth into all lands. Cnrist Among Friends Our Lord is upon His great journey" which is to end at Calvary, and here we see Him entering the village of Bethany where lived His friends Lazarus, Martha a nd Mary. The fact that Martlt:, received Christ into their house implies she was the elder sister. While Martha is busy with the care of, the house- hold Mary "sat at Jesus feet", an- xious to learn some fresh lesson from His lips. Martha cha:•ged her Lord with 'being indifferent to her cares. By teaching Mary, Marsha felt He was encuuragii:g Mary to neglect the household duties. Martha' Is Rebuked Jesus gently rebukes Martha nor for her active servic-, but for being so full of care and trouble that her service for Christ instead being a pleasure bad becns.le a burden. A 'rievious sickness had over- taken their bro*ncr Lazarus and Martha and Mary were sore dis- t. essed. They did not say, "Lord, come at once and heal our brother" they simply told Him the fact that he was ill To One that loved it was enough to send tidings; enough that He knew it, for He does not lcve and fo sake. Princess Wears Mother's Clothes London's first race meeting since 1940 brought the sunniest Easter of the century. So there were record crowds at Hurst Park race course. The King and Princess Eliz - beth were there. They moved among the crowds around the pad- dock with as much unconcern as any of the holiday-makers. No ostentatious bodyguard; no uni- formed police. The Princess, now 20, wore blue serge coat, blue hat an l veil. Many commented that it was hardly suit- able for such a hot day. But the Princess suffers from the lack of clothing ration coupons. as does everyone else. She posses- cs few clothes specially made for her. Most of her wardrobe was originally her mother's and has been altered to suit her. ISSUE 22-1946 Length of Foot In Inches Is Size of Nylons Isere is some timely advice from the manufacturers of full-fashioned nylon hosiery to those women who have been complaining about: their new nylons being small in foot -size. Most retailers are advising women to buy a half size larger in nylons, with the result that they are not getting proper fit in nylon hose. It is not only the length of the foot but also the heel fit which is important. If the stocking is too long, the ]reel splice will be pulled up too high and vice versa. The answer to the problem lies apparently its making sure of foot sizes by measuring your own foot accurately. The length of the foot in inches should be the size of your full-fashioned nylons. If your foot is very wide, however, you may be more comfortable in a half size larger; if very narrow, possibly a half size shorter would be a better fit. But to get the correct size in your glamourous new full-fashioned nylon hose, make sure of your owrl foot measurement. MORNING BLUES are banished when breakfast includes Maxwell House,. This gloriously rich bleed of extra -fine coffees is "Radiant -Roasted" to de- velop the [nil goodness of every coffee bean. 1,5'121 Enjoy Staying At The St. Regis Reid • • TORONTO ls'very Room with ]lath. Shower and 'Telephone. Single, $2.50 up — Double, $3.50 tsp. flood Food. Dining and Danc- ing Nightly. Sherbourne at Carlton Tel. RA. 4135 ........... Smart Girls Always Carry Parade! in their Handbags They re- lieve them quicldy ofheadaches,landt other discomforts, as well as help to check colds. One irl Par dolgeveryrmonth writes,—"Until suffered ald- most most quickklyable effective relief Iains. It s the have ever used and there is no disagreeable after effect." "Fire? Goodness, no( Since I've for breakfast, my husband de "Would you believe it, I've found that sante thing everywhere I've call- ed this morning — people rushing downstairs to taste that malty -rich, n t- , urs weer flavor of Post's Makes." "And you see tear into the clay'st activities nn that ygood nourishment Grape -Nuts Plaices give then]: carbohydrates for energy; pro - been ferving Grape -Nuts Flakes tided the stales were too slow!' teins for muscle; phosphorus for teeth and bones; iron, for the blood; and other food essentials." "U'mns .. , may 3 step in for a bowl- ful?" ?" "Certainly—and T want you to try the simply grand muffins I've just finished making from one of the reelpes on -01.9 -urapo-Nuts flakes packat e1"