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The Huron Expositor, 1931-06-19, Page 7NINE i.9$t i93 RUPTURE SPECIALIST Rupture, Varicocele, Varicose Veins, 'Abdominal Weakness, Spina. Uefoani-. RT. Consultation free. Cali or Write. J. G, SMITH, British Aplrli- Mice Specialists, 15 Downie St., Strat- Cord, Ont. 3202.52 LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Pate. Beattie Block - Sealforth, Ont. R. S. HAYS Barrister,' Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Beminion Bank. .Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to Loan. BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyan- cers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office In the Edge Building, opposite The Expositor Office. • - VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- sry College, All disease of domestic mals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty.. . Office and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea - forth. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All diseases of domestic animals treated by the most modern principles. Charges reasonable. Day or night was promptly attended to. Office on Main Street, 'Hensall, opposite Town Mall. Phone 116. MEDICAL DR. E. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Fbronto. Late assistant New York Ophthad- Mmei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Nye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. U Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, University of Western Ontario, Lon- don. Member of College of Physic- Wit and Surgeons of Ontario. Office In Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., iBeaforth. Phone 90. DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of Medicine and Master of Science, Uni- versity of Wdstern Ontario, London. Member of College of Physicians and Burgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall, Ontario. 3004 tf DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY Bayfield. Graduate Dublin University, I113." Rand. Late Extern Assistant Master Rotunda Hospital for Women and !Children, Dublin. Office at residence totely occupied by Mrs. Parsons. Hours: 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m., Oundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26 DR. F. J. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, $'a st of the United Church, Sea - forth Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. DR. C. MACKAY C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin- ity University, and gold medalist of ♦Vicinity Medical College; member of She College of Physicians and Sur- geons of Ontario. DR 11. 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Office, Seaforth, Ontario. • By Max Brand (Continued from last week) "How you wheedled the authb>rity out of my father, I don't know," she said. "But you have it and you can discharge him if you want. But he'll hear another side to this when he re- turns, Mr. Hervey, I promise you that!" She whirled on Red Jim. "Mr. Perris, if Mr. Hervey allows you to stay, will you remain for --a week, say, and try to get rid of Alcatraz for me? Mr: Hervey, will you let me have Mr. Perris for one week?" There was more angry demand than appeal in her voice, but Hervey knew he must give way. After all, the way to carry this thing through was to use the high hand as little as pos- sible. Oliver Jordan would certainly wait a week before he returned. "I sure want to be reasonable, Miss Jordan," he said, "I'm only acting in your father's interests. Of course he can stay for a week." She whirled away from him with a glance of angry suspicion which soft- ened instantly as she faced Red Jim.' "You will stay?" she pleaded. Sullen pride drew Jim one way; the bright, eager eyes drew him an- other. "As long as you want," he said gravely. .CHIAPTE4R XV THE KING If men may to some degree be class- ed in categories of bird and beast, one like the eagle, another like the bear, some swinish, some elephan- tine, some boldly leonine, unquestion- ably Red Perris must be likened to the cat tribe. To some the compari- son would have seemed most oppor- tune, having seen him in restless ac- tion; but the same idea might have come to one who saw him lying prone on a certain hilltop in the western foothills of the Eagle mountains, un- moving hour by hour, his rifle shoved out before 'him among the dead grass- es, his chin resting on the .back of his folded hands, and always his at- tentive eyes roved from point to point over the landscape below him. A cat lies passive in this manner half a day, watching the gopher hole. It was not the first or the second time he had spent the afternoon in this place. For nearly a week he had given the better part of every day to the vigil on this (hilltop. All this foe very good reasons. During ten days after his first coming to the ranch he tried the ordinary methods of hunting down wild horses, and with a carefully posted string of half a dozen horses, he twice attempted to run down the outlaw, but he had never come within more than the most distant and haz- ardous rifle range. To be sure he had fired some dozen shots during the pursuits -'but they had been random efforts at times when the red chest- nut was flashing off in the distance, fairly walking away from the best mounts the hunter could procure. Hav- ing logically determined that it was not in the power of horse flesh bur- dened with the weight of a rider to Come within striking distance of the stallion, Red Jim Perris passed from action to quiescence. If he could not outrun Alcatraz he would outwait him. First he studied the habits of the new king of the Eagle Mountains, day LONDON AND WINGHAM South. Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Brucefield Kippen Hensall Exeter , Exeter Hensall Ii ippen Brucefield Clinton Londesboro Blyth Belgrave Wingham a.m. 6.45 '7.01 7.12 7.19 7.38 7.56 8.03 8.09 8.23 p.m. 2.54 2.57 3.08 3.15 3.33 4.58 4.61 4.04 4.18 North. 10.59 11.13 11.18 11.27 11.58 12.16 12.23 12.33 12.47 5.46 6.00 6.04 6.11 6.80 6.48 6.55 7.05 7.20 C. N. R. East. L AUCTIONEERS THOMAS BROWN Licensed auctioneer for the counties Of Huron and Perth. Correspondence arrangements for sale dates can be made by calling The Exposit a Office, fieaforbh. Charges moderate, a n d satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 802. Goderich Holmesville Clinton Seaforth St. Columban Dublin a.m. 6.35 6.50 6.58 7.12 7.18 7.23 p.m. 2.30 2.46 2.56 8.11 8.11 8.28 West. Dublin St. Columban Seaforth Clinton Holmesville Goderich 11.24 9.42 11.29 .. . 11.40 9.55 11.55 10.09 12.05 10.18 12.20 10.86 „r.. 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The heart of Perris had leaped even as it had stirred, more than once, when he had looked into the eye'of fighting men. Here was an equal pride, an equal fierceness looking forth at him. Then he remembered the six mares somewhere at the centre of the guard- ing circle which Alcartraz now drew. What a dauntless courage was there in the brute mind which, knowing the power of man, dared to rob him, to defy him! Truly this was the king of horses meant for higher ends than to be served as target of a Winchester. And he could make his oarner a king among men. .Mounted on the back of the chestnut no enemy could overtake him; from that winger speed none could es- cape. The back of Alcartraz might be throne! He could end all that boundless strength by one pressure of his finger but was that indeed a true conquest? It was calling to his aid a trick, it was using an unfair advant- age, it seemed to Perris; but suppose that he, the rider who had never yet failed in the saddle, were to sit on the stallion there would be a battle for the Gods to witness! It was madness, sheer,. madness; it was throwing away the labor of the patient days of waiting and working; but to Perris it seemed the only thing to do. He leaped to his feet and brandished the gleaming rifle. "Go it, boy!" he shouted. "We'll meet again!" One snort from Alcatraz then he changed to a red streak flashing down the hollow. Before tthe stallion was out of sight, a cry rang down the wind. It was chopped off the crack of a rifle, and Lew Hervey spurred from ;,ehind a neighboring hill and plunged after Alcatraz pumping shot on shot at the fugitive. In a frenzy Perris jerked his own gun to the shoulder and drew down on the pursuer, but the red an- ger cleared from is mind as he caught the burly shoulders of Hervey in the sights. He lowered the rifle with a grim feeling that he had newer before been so close to a murder. A moment later he began to chuckle behind his set teeth. No wonder they credited the chestnut with a charmed life. As he raced away gain- ing a yard at every leap, he swerved like a jackrabbit from side to side.. Perhaps the deadly hum of bullets on many another chase had taught hint this trick of dodging, but beyond all doubt when Hervey r.eturned to the ranch that night he would have a tale of mystery. To preserve his self-re- spect as a good marksman, what else could he do? In the meantime pursued and pur- suer scurried out of sight beyond a hill; the gun barked far away and the echoes murmured lightly from the hol- lows. Then Perris turned his back homewards. CHAPTER XVI RED PERRIS: ADVOCATE He did not choose to live in the ranch because of Hervey and because it was too far removed from the scene of action. Instead, he selected a shack stumbling with age on the west slope of the Eagle Mountains. From his door many a time, with his glass, he picked out the shining form of Alcatraz and the mares in the dist- ance; he had even been able to fol- low the maneuvers of the outlaw on several occasions when Hervey and his men pursued with relays of horses, and on the whole he felt that the site was such a position as a good geseral must prefer, being behind the lines but with a view which enabled him to survey the whole acttion. His quar- ters consisted of a single room while a shed leaned against the back wall with one space for a horse, the other portion of' the shed being used as a mow for hay and grain. It was the beginning of the long, still time of the mountain twilight when Red Perris climbed to the clear- ing in which the cabin stood. Ordin- arily he would have set about prepar- ing supper before the coining of the dark, but now he watered and saddled his cow -pony, a durable little buck- skin, and with a touch of the spurs sent him at a pitching gallop down the slope. It was not a kindly thing to do but Red Perris was not a kindly man with horses and though he knew that it is hard on the shoulders of even a must- aag to be ridden downhill rapidly, he kept on with unabated speed until he broke onto the well-established trail which ]ed to the Jordan house. Then a second touch of the spurs brought the pony close to a full gallop. In fact, Perris was riding against time, for he guessed that Lew Hervey, after quitting the trail of Alcatraz, would veer straight towards the home place not hard to distinguish after he had once measured the mighty stride of Alcatraz. in full gallop and he came to know to a hair's breath the dist- ances which, the chestnut stepped when he walked or trotted or loped or galloped or ran. More than that he could tell .by the print of the four hoofs, all of the same size, the same roundness -token so dear to the heart of a horseman! By such signs he identified old and new trails until he could guess the future by the past until he .could begin to read the char- acter of the stallion. He knew, fol instance, the insatiable curiosity with which the chestnut studied his wilder- ness. and its inhabitants. He had seen the trail looping around the spot where the rattler's length had been coiled in the sand, or where a tenta- tive hoof had opened the squirrel's hole. On a night of brilliant moon- shine, he had watched through his glass while Alcatrazgalloped madly, tossing head and tail, and neighing at a low -swooping owl. Great, foolish impulses came to Al- catraz; he might gather his mares about him and lead them for ten miles at a terrific pace and with a blind destination; he might leave them and scout far and wide, alone, always. at dizzy speed. As the hunter stayed longer by his puzzling task, he began to wonder if this sprang from mere running instinct, or knowledge that he must keep himself in the pink of con- dition. Like a man, the preferences of Alcatraz were distinctly formed and well expressed. He disliked the did- dle day and during this period sought a combination of wind and shade. Only in the morning and in the evening he ranged for pasture or for pleasure. Impulse still' guided him. Now and again he wandered to the eastern or the western mountains, then far into the hot heart of the desert, then, with incredible }boldness, he doubled back to the well -watered lands of the Jor- dan ranch, leaped a fence, followed by the mares to whom he had taught the art of jumping, and fed fat under the very eye of his enemies. The boldness of these proceedings taught Perris what he already knew, that the stallion knew man and hated as much as he dreaded his former masters. These excursions were temptings of Providence, games of hazard. Perris, gambler by instinct himself, understood and appreciated, at the same time that his anger at being so constantly outwitted, out- distanced, grew hot. Then there re- mained no kindness, only desire to make the kill. His dreams had come to turn on one picture -Alcatraz can- tering in range of the waiting rifle! That dream haunted even his wak- ing moments as he lay here on the hilltop, wondering if he had not been mistaken in selecting this place of all the range. Yet he had chosen it with care as one of the points of passage for Alcatraz during the stallion's wanderings to the four quarters of his domains and though since he took up his station here an imp of the per- verse kept the stallion far away, the watcher remained on guard, baked and, scorched by the midday sun, con- stantly surveying the lower hills near- by or sweeping more distant reaches with his glass. This day he felt the long vigil • to :be definitely a failure, for the sun was behind the western summits and the time of deepening shadows most unfavorable to marks- manship had come. He swung the glass for the last time to the south ; it caught the glint of some moving creature. He focused his attention, but the object disappeared. A full five min- utes passed before it came out of the intervening valley but then, bursting over the hilltop, it swept enormous in- to the power of the glass -Alcatraz, and at full gallop! There was no shadow of a dotibt, for though it was the first time he had been able to watch the stallion at close hand he recognized the long and effortless swing of that gallop. Next he remembered those stories of the charmed life and the tales he had mocked at before now }became possible truths. He caught up his to make sure, but when his left hand slipped under the barrel to the balance and the butt of the gun pulled into the hollow of his shpulder, he bacame of rocklike steadiness. Swinging the gun to the left he caught Alcatraz full in the readly circle of the sights and over his set teeth the lips curled in a smile; the trail had ended. The slightest movement of his finger would beckon the life out of that mar- auder, but as one who tastes the wine slowly, inhales lits bouquet, plaices the vintage, even so Red Perris de- layed to taste the fruition of Ms work. Pivoted on his left elbow, he swung the rifle with frictionless ease and kept the galloping stallion steadily in the center of the sight. He smiled grimly now at those fab- les of the charmed life and drew a bead just over the heart. The chest- nut was very near. Along the glor- ious slope of his shoulder Perris saw the long muscles playing with every stride, and what strides they were I He floated rather than galloped; his hoofs barely flicked the ground, and it seemed to Jim Perris a shameful thing to smash that mechanism. He did not love horses; he was raised in a land where they were too strictly articlbs of use. But even as a ma- chine he saw in Alcatraz perfection.` Not in the body, then. He would drive the bullet home into the brain the cunning brain which had conceived and executed all the mischief the chestnut had worked. Along the shin- ing neck,so imperiously arched,Verris swing the sights and rested. his head, at last, just below the ear with fore. lock back between them by the 'wind of running. Slowly his [finger closed on the taEigger. It seemed that in the silence Alcartraz had found the signal of danger for now he swung that im- WHEN IN TORONTO Make Your Nome HOTEL WAVERLEY SPADINA AVE. and COLLEGE ST. R. R. Powell, Prof). 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'Soon he was swinging down an easy road with the tilled lands on one side, the pastures and broad ranges on the other, and even in the dim light he guessed the wealth which the estate was capable of producing. Even the deliberate mismanagement of Hervey was barely able to create a deficit and Perris grew hot when he thought of the foreman. His own dislikes found swift expression and were as swiftly forgotten; that a grown ranchman could nourish resentment towards a girl, and that because she was at- tempting to take charge of her own property, was well beyond his eom- prehension. For he had that quality which is common to all born leaders: he understood in w•ht.t good and faith- ful service should consist; with this addition, that he was far more fitted to command than to be commanded. It may be seen that there was a background of gloomy thought in his mind, yet from time to time 1}e start- led the mustang to a harder'pace by a ringing burst of song. Remember- ing the windli'ke gallop of Alcatraz, it seemed to him that the buckskin was hardly keeping to a:lope--as a matter of fact the cow pony was being rid- den to the verge of exhaustion. So the songs of Perris kept the rhythm of the departed hoofs -of wild Alcatraz and the shining form of the stallion wavered and danced in his mind. The ranch building grew out of the run evening and he smiled at the sight. -The bank roll of Marianne had not been thick enough to enaible her to do • the reconstruction she de- sired, but at least she had been able to hire a earns of painters, so that the drab, weathered frame structures had been lifted into crimson and green roofs, white yellow, and flaming or- ange walls. "A little color is a dan- gerous thing," Marianne had said, somewhat overwisely, "but a great deal of it is pretty certain to be pleasing." So she had let her fancy run amuck, so to speak, and behind the merciful screen of trees there wee' now what Lew Hervey profanely termed: "A whole damn rainbow gone plumb crazy." Even Marianne at times had her doubts, but from a dis- tance and by dint of squinting, she was usually able to reduce the con-' glomerate to a tolerably harmonious whole. "It's a promise • of changes to came," she told herself. "It's a mile- stone pointing towards new goals." But the milestone set Perris chuck- ing. Yonder a scarlet roof burned through the shadows above moon - white walls that was a winter -shed for cows. Straight before him were the hot orange sides of the house it- self. He dismounted at the arched entrance and walked into the patio. The first thing that Perris heard was the most provocative and sneer - ng tone of the foreman, and cursing the slowness of the buckskin, he re- alized that he had been beaten to his goal. He paused in the shadow of the arch to take stock of his position The squat arcade of 'dobe surrounding the patio was lighted vaguely by a single lantern at his left. It barely served to make the shadowy outlines of the house visible, the heavy arch- es, roughly sketched doorways, and hinted at the forms of the cowpunch- ers who were ranged under the far arcade for their after-dinner smoke, all eagerly listening to the dialogue between the mistress and the fore- man. When a breath of wind made the flame jump in the lantern chimney a row of grinning faces stood out from the shadow. Marianne sat in a deep chair which made her appear girlishly slight. The glow of the reading lamp on the tables beside her fell on her hair, cast a high light on her cheke;' and showed her hand lying on the open book in her lap, palm up. There was something about that hand which spoke to Per- ris of helpless surrender, something, more in the gloomy eyes which look- ed up to the foreman where he leaned against a pillar. The voice drawled calmly to an end: "Anel that's what he is, this gem you got to finish what me and the rest started. Here he is to tell you that I've spoke the truth." With the uncanny Western keen- ness of vision, Hervey had caught sight of the approaching Perris from the corner of his eye. Te turned now and welcomed the hunter with a wave of his hand. Marianne drew herself up with her hands clasped together in her lap and though in this new atti- tude her face was in complete sha- dow, Perris felt her eyes burning out at him. His dismissal was at hand, he knew, and then the carelessly de- fiant speech which was forming in his throat died away. Sick at heart, lie realized that he must cringe under the hand which was about -45 strike and he humble under the very eye of Hervey. He was no longer free and the chain which held him was the con- viction that he could never be happy until he had met and conquered wild Alcatraz, that he was as incomplete as a holster without a gun or a sad- dle without stirrups until the speed and the great heart of the stallion were his to control and command. "I've heard everything from Lew Hervey," said the girl, in that Iow strained voice which a woman uses when her self-control is barely as great as her anger," and I suppose I don't need to say that after these days of waiting, Mr. Perris, I'm disappoint- ed. I shall need you no longer. You are free to go without giving notice. The experiment has been -unfortun- ate." • He felt that she had searched as carefully as her passion permitted to find a word that would sting him. The hot retort leaped to his lips but he closed his teeth tight over it. 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Never ir. his life had he so hungered to answer scorn with scorn but his hands were tied. Alcatraz he must have as truly as a starved man must have food; and to win Alcatraz he must live on the Jordan ranch. He could not speak or even think, for that maddening laughter was growing behind him ; then he saw the hand of Marianne, as she turned a page, tremble slightly. At that his voice came to him. • "Lady, I can't talk to Hervey." She answered without looking up, and he hated her for its "Are you ashamed to face him?" "I'ni afraid to face hint." That, indeed, brought her head up and let hint see all of her rage trans- lated into cruel scorn. "Really afraid? I don't suppose I should be surprised." He accepted that badgering as mar - tyre accept the anguish of fire. "I'm afraid that if I turn around and see him, bliss Jordan, I ain't go- ing to stop at words." The foreman acted before she could speak. The laughter across the patio had stopped at Perris' speech; plainly Hervey must not remain quiescent. He dropped his big h d on the shoul- der of Perris. "Look here, bucco," he growled, "You're tolerable much of a kid to use man-sized talk, Turn around." He even drew Perris slightly to- wards him, hut the latter persisted facing the girl even though his words were for the foreman. She was grow- ing truly frightened. Tell Hervey to take his hand off me," said the horse -breaker. "He's old enough to know better!" }If his words needed amplification it could be found in the wolfish male- volence of his lean face or in the tre- mor which shook him; the thin space of a thought divided him from action. Marianne sprang from her chair. She knew enough of Hervey to understand that he could not swallow this insult in the presence of • his cowpunchers. She knew also by the sudden com- pression of his lips and the white line about them that her foreman felt himself to be no match for this tiger- ish fighter. She thrust between them. Even in her excitement she noticed that Hervey's hand came readily from the shoulder of Perris. The older man stepped back with his hand on his gun, but in a burst of pitying comprehension she knew that it was the courage of hopelessness. She swung about on Perris, all her con- trol gone, and the bitterness of a thousand aggravations and all her failures on the ranch poured out in words. "I know your kind and despise it. You practice with your gtfns getting ready for your murders which your call fair fights. Fair fights; as well race a thoroughbred against a cow- pony! You wrong a man and then bully him. That's Western fair playl But I swear to you, Mr. Perris, that • if you so much as touch your weapon I'll have my men run you down and whip you out of the mountains!" Her outbreak gave him, singular- ly, a more even poise. There was never a fighter who was not a ner- vous man; there was never a fighter who in a crisis was not suddenly calm. "Lady," he answered, "you think you know the West, but you don't. If me and Hervey fell out there wouldn't be a man yonder across the patio that'd lift a hand till the fight was done. That ain't the Western way." He had spoken much more than he was assured of. He had even sensed, behind him, the rising of the cow- punchers as the girl talked but at this appeal to their spirit of fair - play they settled down again. He went on, speaking so that every man in the patio could hear; "If I won, they might tackle me one by one and we'd have it out till a better man heat me fair and square. But mobs don't jump one man, lady -not around these parts unless he's stole a hoss!" "I don't ask no help," said Lew Hervey, but his voice was husky and uneven. "I'll stand my ground with any man, gunfighter or not!" (Continued next week.) 6 TO A JUNE BRIDE By ♦J Molly Bevan The Blue Bell Poetess s`> "Something old, something new, Something borrowed and something blue.' I heard you singing the brides' old rhyme. Handed down from the ancient time; And I thought as I watched you fold away Each garment fair for your wedding•day,. That rather than priceless heirloom laces - I'd wish you the old-time wifely graces; And instead of a radiant silken store A new -lit faith for the road before; Then as a borrowed token, dear, The wisdom of brines of yesteryear. No need to seek for the "something • blue," Your eyes are deep with its steadfast hue; So may old, and new, and borrowed, blend And bring you joy to a long life's end(' ail t"; ilh aaa tik Nis .Sf K`r