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Int was wonderful what iSmid had
packed 'Glp --on the_,jum u' as.. been
saint -4n . his somewhat abbreviated
careen. 'the red men are . „rout
galolb'lere.. It is a passion with them.
That.—,Spud, through intimacy with
them from babyhood,'should have. dis-
covered this somewhat obvious trait
is not at all miraculous; but how
Spud picked uP both an acquaintance
tad an exceeding dexterity with the
game of craps, Spud himself alone
knew.
A few yards behind the roundhouse
tams an old store shed no longer in
use, and beyond this --taxis being the
lower end of the town—there Was
nothing but buttes and a feW Polack
shanties. the locality was one of
perfect . security and ready accessi-
bility. Also the Indians were near at
hand—every time a train came in
they lined the platform from end to
end to. sell their wares. It wasn't
hard to inveigle a few of the second
generation of the trusting children of
the Great White Father, which is to
say those of about his own age, over
behind the shed and initiate them in-
to the game of craps. After that the
only difficulty Spud. had was to keep
the erowd from becoming so large it
would attract attention.
Spd tlways .played for the same
stakes, that is, he always stood to
lose ' 'sane thing every Y
time. Spudad
put up a cigarette. The young blan-
kets not having any cigarettes, or
any money to buy them, were more
versatile, so to speak, in their wagers
—they put up anything they had,
from personal belongings to articles
subject to a suspicion of having been
surreptitiously extracted fron y the
packs that the squaws trustfully hop-
ed to sell to the tourists. Spud ran
his gambling joint on broad lines; no
bet was refused.
'It doesn't matter.," 'Spud would
say. "You, there, Wind In The Face
I'll play you for those beaded moc-
casins you got on."
Spud lost a few cigarettes, it is
true—but not many. The old store
shed came into active service again;
Spud used it as a warehouse for his
winnings—and went into partnership
with Squ!dge, Meeks," the newsboy on
the- Limited. And while the Indians
waited on the Big CIoud platform for
th-e vestibuledtravelling mint to pull
in, Squidge beat them to their sales
by the margin of about three hundred
miles, or so. And the big braves
were not happy with their squaws,
and the squaws grunted and consult-
ed their medicine men as to why their
sales fell off, and the young blankets
being trained to silence, and laconic
by nature, as is the way of Indians,
said nothing—and Spud thrived.
Which is to say that if Spud neglect-
ed his roundhouse duties for matters
of more consequence, and didn't get
on any more intimate terms than be-
fore 'with a sense of responsibility,
it -might -at least be inferred that
he
was no fool.
All things come to an end; but, at
that, Spud was on the pay roll in the
roundhouse for a good many months.
Ilt wasn't until a day in late fall that
Megan got wind of what was going
on, and one afternoon raided the
gambling hell that was operating
without lease on the company's pro-
perty. Spud, rolling the ivories at
the moment, did not have time to pick
them up, as, out of the corner of his
eye, the caught sight of the master
mechanic coining around the end of
the shed; -,but the raidwas a clean-up
as far as paraphernalia and evidence
were concerned-1Regan got the dice.
Maybe it was old John again who
saved Spud; or, perhaps, if you like
it the other way, it was Mrs. Mao
Gallaghan this time. 014 John had
been taken down sick the week before
and Doctor MeTurk was shaking his
head.. over the old wiper. Regan,
thinking of the 'Washtubs minus the
pay check, said a heartful of things
to ;Spud—When he got• hold of him—
.nd. Spud went 'back to the round
With the windows barred against
him,Spud naturally had to confine • his
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seated that a tOint*IY:044,4104 tt�asuld
be comporirded thb t rRutT1! ''i'A1 e
creaky, swollen:, to ele/Ml $a rots Weil*
with just as. netteli eSeootlan®ss as then
even did,
WI= tbi4 PrOearippioni rightly' nam-
ed Joint aiie, after being tatted sine-
eesaalally on many Obstinate eases, is
of+area &moil'ee progressive pharae
tilts to the millions of people who
stiffer belle ailing joints that need
limbering up.
Swollen, twinay, inflamed, ' ' sniff,
pain -tormented joints are usually
caused by-rheupxnatism, but whatever
the cause Joint -.Vase soaks right in,
through skin and flesh and gets right
to and corrects the 'trouble at its
source.
Remember Joint -Ease is for ail-
ments of the joints, whether in ankle,
knee, hip, elbow, shoulder, spine or
finger, and when you rub it on, you
may expect speedy and gratifying : e -
sults,
It is now on sale at C. Aberhart's
and druggists everywhere for 60 cents
a tube.
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.Somehow that started it. Bait• Ruud
_wasn't eben e,=de de .A,ny : `anther.
mid Taut , El'a ie weu'1,'c i ¢t bans a )let
Spud copy tor re, again. Not but
Meat the ',inciting was all right and
legible+. It rms. :taut 'Spud, with his
attention more intimately to the im
mediate surroundings where his jobb
was supposed to be; but by the end
of a month Clarihue began to regret
that Regan had ever found out any-
thing about Spud's propensities for
dice. It wasn't anything very much;
just a. whole lot of little matters—
things had gone more smoothly before
Spud stopped climbing out of the back,
windows! There wasn't anything vic-
icus about Spud—just a -profound and
utter absence of any sense of 're-
sponsibility. It didn't matter to Spud
'for instance, if he mixed up a pail of
packing in the sand -box pail—with-
out first removing any small quantity
of sand that might happen to be re-
maining in the bottom. It wasn't
good for the journals, and the sand
had a habit of working its way into
the babbiting, and the percentage in-
crease of hot boxes on the tenders
leaped right up in the air. Clarihue
got as hot as the boxes. It lasted a
month. And then Clarihue blew up.
He blew up the afternoon that Spud,
doing calisthenics in the cab of the
606, unfortunately kicked a hole in the
water glass. Not serious? No; but
a bit of a dirty mess. The 506 was
waiting to go out, and, having a full
head of steam, she spouted like a
geyser. Before they got it stopped
she drenched her cab; and MacAloon's
lunch, that the engineer had left on
his, seat while he w oiling around,
became a sticky mi are of news-
paper; soft cheese and dough; and
the - roundhouse filled up with the
drifting steam until it had a London
fog beaten seven ways for Sunday.
Clarihue was Irish. He spoke Irish
to Regan—but the meaning was un-
mistakable.
"I'm sorry for Mrs. MacGallaghan."
he said. "D'ye }Hind, Regan? I'm
sorry for her. But one MacGallaghan.
is enough around here for me even
when he's laid up sick. Take the boy
away, Regan, before 'I mangle the ug-
ly face, of him, as I've got into the
way of doing in me dreams at night!'
It worried Regan. Old John had
worked fifteen years for Regan. Re-
gan went around all day scowling a-
bout it. A `railroad man in hard
luck could get under the soft-hearted,
fat little man's vest quicker than any-
thing else on earth. He put it up to
the super.
"It's Mrs. PJfacGailaghan I'm think-
ing of, Carleton," he said. "The doe'
says old John'll mab'be be months be-
fore he's on his feet again. Kind
of run down. Guess he's getting old.
H,m?"
Carleton smiled in his quiet way
over the bowl of his brier.
"I can see it coming, Tommy!" he
said. "I reinemberber occasions be-
fore. But why Hie? Isn't your own
department 'big nough so that you
can find room or him, without get-
ting' me ha by jamming him down
somebody else's throat? Why don -'t
you put him back in the shops a -
,gain ? '
"How much," said Regan, "does
forty times one hundred and fourteen
make?" -
"Well ?" grinned Carleton. .
"Well," said Regan, "that's the an-
swer. I'd like to put him somewhere
where he couldn't get into trouble if
he tried—until old John gets drawing
pay again."
Carleton shook his head helplessly.
"I don't .know where that is, Tom-
my. I've beenbrought...>ap all my life
on a railroad."
"Mabbe!" said Regan. "But .let
that go. I was thinking of 'bringing
him over 'here with the dispatchers.
The night kid that's here now carry-
ing the messages is due for a lift"
"Spud's getting a little grown up
for that, isn't he?" ebserted Carle-
ton.
4'H+e'11 mabbe die at eighty, but he'll
never •.grow up," replied Regan. " Tis
only till old John gets back. After
that I'll fire him for the last time—
and take ,pleasure in it."
Spud went over to the dispatchers'
office.
Maybe Regan was right. Maybe
things' ran smoothly for Spud for a
while because the job was fool proof:
Regan wagged his head, quite pleas-
ed with himself, and put it down to
that, anyway, Maybe Regan Was
light -but Maybe, too, Fred. Blainey
bud dinnething to .-do with it. D'onkita
thing One as chief • of the Prairie
,luli0iatx,S,Slid went' on the, right trek
'+kith real leiriey, Who swasn't Muchitnoz' than a bay hfairself, not inuoh
scone tha'h ; ttpa:titYebur . or five, quiet,
white -acyl, ,detlietite—the doctor's
an*t st 10d Ali cis shim
out to
'r ae'' Menge tae Veer aefore —lint
gfi ck a'd • .a Steel. trofo k"as :the
stint ili4t D lti $ ,, t d � h '
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She Weed H ;'eight
With IlicColes £®i,
Liver Extract Titles
mind on thenickel thriller, got the
engine p:umhers mixed up—and put
them down mixed up
"Well, it doesn't matter," said Spud
ingenuously, when the dispatcher with
a grim little smile called his atten-
tion to the mistake. "rL can change
'em easily enough."
And .Spud changed them; but, as
has been said, Spud himself ` didn't
change much in spite of the fact that,
as time went by, he -carie to think
that the sun rose and set on Fred
Blainey, and on no one else. And so
the weeks went 'We a month, and
into another; and Spud, irresponsibly
playing havoc with about every mor-
tal thing when the opportunity offer-
ed, stayed on with Frei Blainey—
and Regan, hearing no complaints, be-
gan to wonder why he hadn't thought
of the foot proof job from the first.
Possibly Fred Blainey was a better
judge of human nature than Regan
was; possibly that was why he hid
Spud's light under his own bushel, so
to speak, and stood between Spud
and the carpet a dozen times. He
even told Regan one day that he
thought Spud had the makings of a
railroad man in him.
Regan eyed the dispatcher bland-
ly"That's all right, Fred," laughed
the little master mechanic, thinking
that Fred Blainey was trying to get
a rise out of him. "Only he'll have
to hurry up—what? Old John'll be
out in another month, or so."
Fred Blainey let it go at that. Per-
haps, after all, he might be mistaken.
He wasn't altogether sure of Spud
himself. Spud, curled. up in a chair
and raising the hair on the nape of
his neck with his nickel • thrilled,
hadn't seemed too be very much in-
terested in telegraphy, though he,
Fred Blainey, had tried to teach the
other something of it. But perhaps
interest hadn't anything to do with it,
anyway; perhaps it was just a queer
subconscious sixth sense to make up
for the sense of responsibility which
was lacking, for Spud, somehow, ac-
quiring it in spite of himself, it seem-
ed, had picked up quite a little Morse,
and if it wasn't „thrown at him toe
quick he could even handle the tak-
ing after a fashion. And it was
Spud's faculty for absorbing things
in that way that had prompted Fred
Blainey to make a stab at prophecy to
Regan; but when Blainey put it up
to Spud, and suggested the possihili-
ties that might lie in developing
Spud's latent abilities, Spud sort of
treated the subject as though he were
sorry it had been mentioned.
"It doesn't matter," said Spud—
and always seemed in a hurry to get
back to his paper covered novel a-
gain.
Two 'months, three months Spud
spent listening to the current, and
listening to Fred Blainey cough, and
doing odd jobs with his mind on some-
thing else, and listening to Fred bail
him out and then frame up an alibi
to save him; and then, one night when
he trudged into the dispatcher's room
Spence, the chief, was in the chair—
and (Blainey wasn't there.
Spence told Spud that Blainey had
had a hemorrhage. Spud had no
more than a very hazy idea of what
that meant; but he got the impres-
sion that Fred Blainey was good and
sick, and for perhaps the first time
in his life Spud got through his trick
without any foolishness. He went up
p
to the boarding house the next day to
see Blainey—and came away whist-
ling. Blainey seemed pretty near all
right again. He couldn't figure out
what ':hey were making all the fuss
about. Fred himself said he'd be sit-
ting in again the next night at the of-
fice.
But Blainey was wrong. The next
night Fred Blainey got down to :he
station all right, but he went into
Carleton's office instead of his own—
and Carleton said µ`no." He told
Blainey to take a month's holiday.
And Blainey's white face flushed pain-
fully.
"6I can't take a m'onth's holiday,"
he said, shaking his head.
"MeTurk says you've been over -do-
ing it lately," said Carleton genially.
"You've got to let up a bit. A month
off, quiet, is what you want."
Blainey shook"his head again.
"1 can't,"' he said.
"Why?" demanded Carleton.
Ikl came out then --(because Carleton
dragged it out piecemeal. There was
a mother and sister back. east who
weren't depending on holidays.
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long ago she Was a regular scare-
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woman had 'a perreet figure she has
it—she is; the envy of half dhoe girls
ir, town. '
It's nothing to get ekeifod..Omit
—ail she did Wat to talc ; bu w+l ight
—filled out the holletrw,itilaee, neck
and chest—any skirrlr;t'yr Weak run
down- woman can de 'the ;,tame and
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satdne time.
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Ing 4 sixty cent bozos of 1VLcCory
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dollar -bones "alit beim, ; nradertref at
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Carleton didn't say anything for a
moment. He got up from his chair,
and went over to the window, and
stood staring out at .the yard lights
twinkling' up at trim red, white and
green from the murk :below. When
he turned from the window after a
little while, he didn't go back to his
chair—he laid his hand on Fred
Blainey's shoulder. '
"You'll take a month's holiday, just
the same, Fred," he smiled. ' "You can
put in the time up at the Mitre Rock
station. There's plenty of altitude
there—and plenty of quiet. We'll
shift Crane along the line somewhere
until you' -get back, and well bring
some one in here to fill in. At the
end of a month, with no night work,
and nothing to do during the day but
O.S. a train or two, it'll Borne pretty
near filling McTurk's prescription,
and it won't change any of the figures
on your pay check. `What do you
say?" .
That was Carleton's way. Fred
Blainey went up to Mitre Rock the
next day.
So far as Blainey was concerned
this was apparently eminently satis-
factory; but so far as'Spud was con-
cerned it apparently wasn't. Spence,
who inherited Spud, began to look at
Regan when they met as though the
master mechanic owed him something.
But Regan only grinned now. Old
John was on his feet again, a little
shaky, a little wobbly, but on his
feet. Old John was back in the round-
house again, kind, of• -taking it easy
until he got his 'strength ,balk; and
not doing much of any work to speak
of except draw his pay. So Regan
grinned at Spence. He had washed
his hands of Spud. It was up to the
dispatcher.
But it was Tommy Regan, and not
Spence, for all that, who fired Spud
conclusively, definitely, and for all
time—as he thought. It was a ques-
tion, perhaps, which department head
should have officially discharged Spud
—but as both the motive power de-
partment, which was Regan, and the
dispatchers° end of it, which was
Spence, would have taken pleasure
in attending Spud's funeral under the
circumstances that arose, any consid-
eration of red -tape vias wholeheart-
edly and unanimously thrown, to the
winds.
The fast express for the collet, -oth-
erwise No. 73, came in off the Prairie
Di'v'ision, and scheduled Big aGloud in
the early evening. She pull d into
the Big Cloud yards one night i:'tiveek
after Blainey had left, . about half an
hour, late, which is to say about ten
o'clock. Alsoshet was very heavy
that night. The train ,sheet vias full
but it was an understood thing that
No. 73 was to get the best of it . any
old time.
. It has already been said that, due
partially to the Klondike boom, traf-
fic through • the mountains-, single -
tracked, was straining the MR Divis-
ion to the limit, and that night, as
Spence pushed the hair out of his
eyes and studied his train sheet it
looked like a Chinese puzzle gone
wrong. From Big Cloud to Loon
River, clear through the Rockies to
the Sierras, extras, specials and regu-
lars, east and west, were hugging the
sidings and trying to dodge each
other as they felt their way along.
Spence cursed the belated No. 73. Late
already because she was heavy, she
couldn't be trusted to keep to any
kind of schedule on the mountain
grades ahead of her, and it wasn't the
kind of -a night to hunt trouble by
inviting confusion. Regan and Carle-
ton were across the hall at their pedro
in the super's offioe, and Spence went
in for a consultation. It was decided
to send No. 73 out in two sections..
And then, with the matter settled,
Spence studied his train sheet again;
and, barring the meeting points that
he sent out along the line, his new
train orders as they pertained speci-
fically to First No. 73 and Second
No. 73—already thirty minutes late—
read like this:
•
First No. 73, Engine 568, will run
thirty minutes late, Big Cloud to Ant
lers.
Second No. 73, Engine 1610, will
run one hour late, Big Cloud to Ant-
lers. i
And then it was all up to Spud. i
Spud, being handy, he was sent up-
town to call a crew for Second No.
73, which was to follow thirty min-
utes behind the first section. And it
was impressed upon Spud to hurry.
Spud hurried—until he was about
halfway up Main Street. And then
Spud stole just the fraction of a sec-
ond to wriggle his way into the heart
of a little crowd that had collected
on one of the corners, because he
wanted to what the excitement
was ahout___,7
hieh would have been
n�i stolen
more
• ti
lead � any
all nigh
than the same amount of time to
wriggle out again.
GO WEST 1,113.IS SUMMER_ON T
"CONFEDERATION"
If you are going to visit Western:
Canada this simmer, plan to Gravel
on the "Confederation," the Canadian
National de luxe train between Toron-
to and Vancouver, which will com-
mence service again on May 19th.
This train, first established last sum-
mer and named in !view of the nation-
•
al celebration of the Diamond Jubilee
of- the Dominion, proved instantly
popular with the travelling public and
will undoubtedly be equally popular,
and deservedly so,, this year.
The equipment of the "Confedera-
tion," of all -steel construction, will
include compartment -observation -
library -buffet car (radio . equipped(,
standard and tourist sleeping cars,
dining car and coaches, while the
route via Sudbury, Winnipeg, Bran-
don, Regina., Saskatoon, Edmonton
and Jasper will provides excellent ad-
ditional service to and from all these
points.
Tickets and further information
from any Canadian National Agent."
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(Cont1nu int nest week)
IIN SilaliNG A FISHERMAN'S
FANCY TURNS TO HIS FAV-
ORITE STREAM
Fishing time is near again. The
gear that brought you good luck last
year is being overhauled—you are de-
ciding on your fishing grounds.
Thoughts of the fun and sport you
had last year are spurring you on to
new endea tors where will it be —the
same old spot where you fought it
out with the big black bass, or new
water to conquer—where the lunge
are eager for the bait—and cool
streams haunted by the gamey speck-
led trout.
Timagami, Kawartha Lakes, Georg-
ian Bay or Algonquin—wherever you
wish to go, Canadian National Rail-
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service. Any Canadian National Ag-
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tips that you want—ask him for des-
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CANADIIAN NATIONAL
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This summer there will be two
"Across •Canada" tours via the Canad-
ian National Railways.
Both of them
will include the best-known scenic
features of Western Can: ,.a, the
Canadian Rockies and the Pacific
Coast. The most outstanding of
these will be the stop -over at Jasper
Park "Lodge in Jes•Pallt
and the , famous Tri,
British Oollivabia, ;thcrteeaa:
miles, by ran€ aiad dive 1iu
fifty :miles b steandter, t'larol
most . wondei; 1,.inv loftier
the world. The second tour,w
elude in additime n •side tithe ,by Stent,
er to Alaska, that myeturieua lnnid
glaciers and._totem-poles. t ,
These tours will leave Tex'tazato:
dth, returning to :this .pity Filly
and 30th, reapectively. They tiilfl
personally conducted and the pries
are . "A11 -Expense" charges; _ covering
transportation, 'sleeping car, steamer,
and hotel accommodation, meals, Sight
seeing drives and gratuities.
For descriptive booklet containing
fuR details of itinerary ' and cost, ,
write to Mr. Martin Kerr, d Beitlait -
Avenue, 'Hamilton, Ont., 'Ur. A. E.
Bryson, 44 Silaverthorne Avenue, To-
ronto,
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