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The Huron Expositor, 1931-07-17, Page 7n. h 1 I, 1 VITPRR. APE JAW { . ' nptaatei Vat^ coeale, Varkcose Veins, W' y Iadgxrriu al )mese, Spinal S1eferna- •' I�y. Consultation free. Calt ,Qr' write. .1. OE SMITH, British=a-ppin= *ice Speelaiists, 15 Downie St„ eytrat- forld, Ont. 32g2.52 LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARP Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Block - - Seadorth, Ont. R. S. HAYS Barrister, Solicitor, Oonveyarocer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyan- arers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office la the Edge Building, opposite The Expositor Office. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. A11 disease of domestic animals treated. Calls promptly at, tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office and residence on Goderich Street, one doer 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. 43harges reasonable. Day or night walls promptly attended to. Office on Maim Street, Hensall, opposite Town Mall Phone 116. 4 1 MEDICAL DR. E. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of ll'oronto. Late assistant New York Ophthal- rei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Ere and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial Motel., Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. 63 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, University of Western Ontario, Lon- don. Member of College of Physic- ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office In Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 90. DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of Medicine and Master of Science, Uni- versity of Western Ontario, London. Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall, Ontario. 3004-tf DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY Bayfield. Graduate Dublin University, Ire- lband. Late Extern Assistant Master Zotunda Hospital for Women and Children, Dublin. Office at residence lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons. Hours: 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m., Sundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26 DR. F. J. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, Sant 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 Trinity Medical College; member of the College of Physicians and Sur- geons of Ontario. DR. H. HUGH ROSS Graduate of University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate courses in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; Royal Ophthalmis 'Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon - Ron, England, Office --Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No, 5. Night calls anewered from residence, (totoria Street, Seaforth. DR. J. A. MUNN Graduate of Northwestern Univers- ity, Chicago, Ill. Licentiate. Royal College of Denial Surgeons, Toronto. Ofilce over Silla' Hardware, Main St , Beaforbh. Phone 151. DR. F. J. BECHEILY Graduate Royal College of Dental linexteens, Toronto. Office ever W. R. 13m 'e Grocery, Main Street, Sea - forth. Phones: Office, 136 W; resi- dence, 185 J. CONSULTING ENGINEER S. W. Archibald, B.A.Sc., (Tor.), O.L.S., Registered Professional En- gineer and Laird Surveyor. Associate Member Etl,sCineering Institute of Oan- ode. Offl Seaforth, Ontario. r AUCTIONEERS f By ax Brand (Continued from last week) "I see," . said' Perris, "it was "the chair that turned the trick. You're lucky, Hervey." It (see ed to Hervey a wonderful thing th,t the red-headed rnan could be so.. quiet about it, and most won- derful of all that Perris could look at anything in the world rather than the big Colt which hung in the hand of the victor. And then, realizing that it was his own comparative cow- ardice that made this seem strange; the foreman gritted his teeth. Shame softens the spirit.( It hardened the conqueror against his victim, now, and made it possible for him to look down on Red Jim with a cruel satisfaction. "Well?" he said, and the volume of his voice added to this determination. "Well?" said Perris, as calm as ev- er. "Waiting for me to whine?" Harvey blinked. "Who licked you,?" he asked, forc- ed to change his thoughts. 'Who lick- ed you --before I got at you?" • Perris smiled, and there was some- thing about the smile that made Her- vey flush to the roots of his grey hair. "Alcatraz had the first innings," said Perris. "He cleaned me up. And that, Hervey, was tolerably lucky for you." "Was it?" sneered the victor. "You would of done me up quick, maybe, if Alcatraz hadn't wore you out?" He waited hungrily for a reply that might, give him some basis on which to �a�'t, for after ala, it was not going to M easy to fire pointblank into those steady, steady eyes. And more than all, he hungered to see some waver- ing of courage, some blenching from the thing to come. "Done you up?" echoed Red Jim. And he ran his glance slowly, thought- fully over the body of the foreman. "I'd of busted you in two, Hervey." A little chilly shiver ran through Hervey but he managed to shrug the feeling away -the feeling that some- one was standing behind him, listen- ing, and looking into his shameful soul. But no •one could be near. It would be simple, perfectry simple. What person in the world could doubt his story of how he met Perris at the shack and warned him again to leave the Valley of the Eagles and of how Perris went for the gun but was beat- en in fair fight? Who could doubt it? An immense sense of security settled around him. "Well," he said, "second guessing is easy, even for a fool." "Right," nodded Red Jim. "I should of knifed you when I had you down." "If you'd had a knife," said Her- vey. "Look at my belt, Lew." There it was, the stout handle of a hunting knife. The same' chill swept through Hervey a second time and, for a moment, he wavered in his de- termination. Then, with all his heart, he envied that indefinable thing in the eyes of Perris, the thing which he had hated all his life. Some horses had it, creatures with high heads, and always he had made it a point to take that proud gleam out. 'A hors is made fox work, not fool- ishness," he used to say. Here it was, looking out at hint from the eyes of his victim. He hat- ed it, he feared and envied it, and from the. very bottom of his heart he yearned to destroy it before he de- stroyed Perris. "You know," he said with sudden savagery, "what's coming?" "I'm pretty good guesser," nodded Red Jim. "When a fellow tries to shoot me in the dark, and then slugs me with a chair and ties me up, I generally make it out that he figures on murder, Hervey." slightest He gave just the sli gemphasis to the important word, and Yet some- thing in Hervey grew tense. Murder it was, and of the most dastardly or- der, no matter how he tried to ea - cuse it by protesting to himself his devotion to Oliver Jordan. The lies we tell to our own souls about our- selves are the most damning ones, as they are also the easiest. But Her- vey found himself so cornered that he dared not think aboutehts act. He stopperthinking, therefore, and began to shout. This is logical and human, as every woman knows who has found an irate husband in the wrong. Her- vey beganto hate wit redoubled in- tensity the man h ' as about to de- stroy. "You come here and try to play the cock of the walk," cried the foreman. 'It don't work. You try to face me out before all my mem. You threaten me. You show off your gun fighting, damn you, and then you call it murder when I beat you fair and square and THOMAS BROWN Licensed auctioneer for the counties Of Huron and Perth. Correspondence arrangements for sale dates can be made by calling The Exposit er Office, Seaforth. Charges moderate, an d satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 302. . • OSCAR SLOPP Conor Graduate Carey Jones' Na- tional School for Auctioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in Pure Bred Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer- chandise and Farm Sales. Rates in keeping with prevailing market. Sat- isfaction assured. Write or wire, Oscar Klapp, Zurich, Ont. Phone: 18-98. 2886-52 R. T. LUKER Lieen'sed auctioneer for the County of Huron. Sales > tided o inex- peall rience of the county is Mardtdba and Seakat e 1% Terms patentable. Centralia P.O., R.11• 1"JS r 11 Exeter, No. 1. Orders left at The Hiardn E - posher , Seaforth, promptly et' tes4ed to. body else will ride and a gun that somebody ease will hoot " "And the girl?" Said Lew Hervey. And a thrill of consummate satis- faction passed through him, for Red Perris had plainly been startled out of his calm. "A girl!?9 "You krdow'wh'at I mean. Jordan." He smiled knowingly. "Well?" said 'Perris, breathing hard. `°Why, you fool," cried the. foreman, "don't you know she's: gone plumb wild about you? Didn't she come beg- ging to me to get you out of trouble?" "You lie!" burst out Perris. But by his roving glance, by the sud- den outpouring of sweat which gleam- ed on his forehead, Hervey knew that he had' shaken his man to the soul. By playing carefully o'fi this string might he not reduce even this care- free fighter to trembling love of life? Might he not make Red Perris cringe. All cowards feel that their own ;vice exists in others. Hervey, in his en- tire life, had dreaded nothing sav- ing Red Jim, and now he felt that he had found the thing which would make life too dear to Perris to be given up with a smile. "Begging? I'll tell a man she did!" nodded Hervey. "It's (because she's plumb generous. She thought that might turn you. Why -she don't hardly know me!" "Don't she?" sneered Hervey. "You don't figure her right. She's one of the hit or miss kind. She, hated me the minute she laid eyes on•me-hat- ed me for nothing! And you knocked her off her feet the first shot. That's all there • is to it. She'd give the Val- ley of the Eagles for a smile from you." He saw the glance,; of Perris wan- der into thin distance and soften. Th -en the eye of Red Jim returned to his tormentor, desperately. ' The blow had told better than Hervey could have hoped. "And me a plain tramp -a loafer - me!" said Perris to himself. He add- ed suddenly: "Hervey, let's talk man to man!" "Go on," said the foreman, and set his teeth to keep his exultation from showing. Five minutes more, he felt, and Perris would be begging like a coward for his life., Marianne CHAPTER XXII McGUIRE SLEEPS Never did a fox approach a lion with more discretion than Marianne approached the careless figure of Mc- Guire. His very attitude was a warn- ing that her task was to be made as difficult as possible. He had pushed his sombrero, Iimp with age and wear, far back on his head, and now, gazing apparently, into the distant blue depths of the sky, he regarded vacancy with mild interest and blew in the same direction a thin brownish vapor of smoke. Obviously he expected an argument; hewas leading her on. And just as obviously he wanted the argu- :rient merely for the sake of killing time. 'Be was in tremendous need of amusement. That was all. She wanted to go straight to him with a bitter appeal to his manhood, to his mercy as a man. But she re- alized that this would not do at all. A strenuous attack would simply rouse him. Therefore she called up from some mysterious corner of her tormented heart a smile, or something that would do duty as a smile. Strangely enough, no sooner had the smile come than her whole mental viewpoint changed. It became easy to make the smile real; half of her an- xiety fell away. And dropping one hand on her hip, she said cheerfully to McGuire. "You look queer as a prison -guard, Mr. McGuire." She made a great resolve, that mo- ment, that if she were ever safely through the catastrophe which now loomed ahead, she would diminish the distance between her and her men and form the habit of calling therm by their first names. She could not change as abruptly in a moment, but she -understood perfectly, that if she had been able to call McGuire by some foolish and familiar nickname, half of his strangeness would immediately melt away. As it was, she made the best of a bad matter by throwing all the gentle good nature possible into her voice, and she was rewarded by seeing McGuire jerk up his head and jerk down his glance at her. At the same time, he crimsoned to the eyes, changing his weathered complexion to a flaring, reddish -(brown. "Prison -guard?" sai8 McGuire. 11. He found it impossible to continue. The prisoner was actually smiling. "Hound doge always hunt in the dark," said Red Jim. A quiver of fear ran through Her- vey. Indeed, he was haunted by chilly uneasiness all the time. In vain he assured himself with reason that his victim was utterly helpless. A ghost- ly dread remained in the back of his mind that through some mysterious agency the red-headed man would be liberated, and then-. Hervey shud- dered in vital earnest. What would happen to a crow that dared trap an eagle. "I'm due back at the ranch," said Hervey, "to tell 'em how you jumped me here while I was waiting here quiet to warn you again to get out of the Valley of the Eagles peaceable. Be- fore I go, Perris, is they anything you want done, any messages you want to leave behind you?" And he set his teeth when he saw ,that Perris did not 'blench. , He was perfectly quiet. Nearness to death sometimes stets in this manner. It redirects men to thh.'unaffected simplic- ity of children. "No, message, thanks," said Red Jim. "Nobody to leave thein to and nothing to leave bat a bass that some - did take advantage of you and run a- way while you slept, I'm sure it would come home again." ' . He had quite fallen into the spirit of the thing. "Maybe," grinned McGuire, "but I might wake up out of a job." "Well," said Marianne, "there have been times when I would have weigh- ed one hour of. good sleep against two jobs as ;pleasant as this.. How much real damage .might that sleep do?" "If it took me out of the job? Oh, I dunno. Might take another month before I landed a place as good." "Surely not as long as that. But isn't it possible that your •sleep might be worth two months' wages to you, Mr, McGuire?" "H -m -m," growled McGuire, and his little shifty eyes fastened keenly on her. "You sure mean business!" "As much as anyone in the world could!" cried the girl, suddenly ser- kous. ' And for a moment they started az each other. "Lady," said McGuire at length, "I begin to feel sort of yawny and sleepy like." "Then sleep," said Marianne, her voice trembling in spite of herself. "You might hav'y pleasant dreams, you know -of a murder prevented - of a man's life saved!" McGuire jerked his sombrero low over his eyes. "You think it's as bad as that?" he growled, glaring at her. "hI swear it is!" He considered another moment. Then: "You'll have to excuse me, Miss Jordan. But I'm so plumb tired out I can't hold up my end of this talk no longer!" So saying he dropped his head en both his doubled fists and she lost sight of his face. It had come so in- conceivably easily, this triumph, that_ she was too dazed to move, for a moment. Then she turned and fairly raced for the corral. It had all been the result of the first smile with which she went to McGuire, she felt. And as she saddled her bay in a sheds a moment later she was blessing the power of laughter. It had given her the horse. It had let her pass through the bars. It placed her on the open road where she fled away at a swift gallop, only looking back, as she reached the top of the first hill, to see McGuire still seated on the stump, but now his head was, canted far to one side, and she had no doubt that he must be asleep in very fact. Then the hill rose behind her, shut- ting out the ranch, and she turned to settle to her work. Never in her Life -and she, had ridden cross-country on blood hrses in the East_ -had she ridden as she rode on this day! She was striking on a straight line over hill and dale, through the midst of barbed wire. But the wire halted her only for short checks. The swift snipping of the 'pair of pliers which was ever in her saddle bag cleaied the way, and as the lengths of wire snapped humming back, coiling like snakes, she rode through and headed into the next field at a renewed gal- lop. She was leaving behind her a day's work for half a dozen men. but she would have sacrificed ten times the value of the whole ranch to gain another half hour of precious time. For when she broke down the last of the small fenced fields the sun was already down. And when twilight came, she knew by instinct, the blow would fall. Yet the distance to the shack was still terri!ly far. She straightened the gallant/little bay to her work, but at every stride she moaned. Oh for such legs be- neath her as the legs of Lady Mary, stretching swiftly and easily over the ground! But this chopping, laboring n stride-! She struck her hand against her forehead and then spurred merci- lessly. As a result, the bay merely tossed her head, for she was already drawn straight as a string by the ef- fort of her gallop. And Marianne had to sit back in the saddle and simply pray for time, while the little thiry- two revolver in the saddle holster be- fore her, flapped monotonously, beat- ing out the rhythm of every stride. And the night rode over the moun- tains with mysterious speed. It seem- ed to her frantic brain that the gap between crimson sunset and pallid twilight could have been spanned by a scant five minutes. And now, when she found herself at the foot of the last slope, it was the utter dark, and ahoAe her head the white stars were rushing past the treetop::. The slope was killing the mare. She fell from her labored gallop to a trot, from the trot to a shambling jog, and- then to a walk. And all the time Mariatine found herself listening with desperate intensity for the report of a gun out of the woode ahead! "Well," answered Marianne, "that's the truth, isn't it? You're the guard and I"m the prisoner?" "I'm watching these bosses," said McGuire. "That's all. They ain't no money could hire me to guard a wo- man. "Really?" said Marianne. "Sure. I used to have a wife. I know." She Iaughed, a little hysterically, bait McGuire treated the mirth as a compliment to his jest and joined in with a tremendous guffaw. His eyes were still wet with mirth as she said: "Too bad you have to waste time like this, with such a fine warm day for sleeping. Couldn't you trust the bor- rell bars to take care of the horses?" His glance twinkled with under- standing. It was plain that he ap- preciated her point and the way she made it. "Them hoses are feeling their oats, said 'McGuire. "Can't tell what they' -1 be up to the minute I turned my back on 'em. Might jump that old fence and be off, for all I know." "Well," said Marianne, "they look quite contented. And if one Of them 1 Pal; to the wf#lt axed t * •xi .n tox Vii;: eft,, IPA'f jA whzlik> 414st ii% ;coat exx� "I'* . I%1 h lj1#Aw 1.t 119.1 'n 1'ira 's',t ndem••ixotnnIdt Olata, 1.210, ag''IK11>~ like a "lobo+ lebeasl..:I'aY'tl wanted nothing 'but 1010 egad Vale got it. Bat now ylol tall Met "tlea't z've had somethiz►g else riglit im 't j4 •low of my Mand and I didiet know it! Maybe you've lied about her,. I dun - auk But beet the thought that ;she might care a little about ine has*" Marianne stopped short in the desks nese and 'a hat wave of shame blotted out the rest of the. words. until the heavier voice of the foreman began again. "Maybe you'd have nee (think you're kind of fond of the girl -that you love her, all at once, just :because I told you she's in love with you?" • "I'd have you think it and I'd have you believe it. When a gent sits look- ing into the face of a gun he does his thinking and his living mighty fast and condensed. And I know this, that if you turn me loose alive, Her- vey, I'll give you my word •that I'll forget what's happened. You think I'll hit your trail with a gat But you're wrong. .Make your own bar- gain, partner. But when I think of what life might be now-lHlervey, I can't die now! I'm not ready to die!" She had ,been stumbling in a daze towards the door. Now she came suddenly in view of them, the broad 1p Eng Sat ► 'r y +dytltit eF2n gide heel?' - the' nodded, aid they lli,4 by sLde but aer ii,"1 `the "e ;p, dAw}i towaa. is t plaiar� avl►xe 1# lett the 'bay. And• zt seasoned to anne, leaning a little en a thea Red finny that she had whole burden .of Tear worriee surto 'PO shoulders of her lover. .Ilex • treOles vdaepp'aeasurede, d Thheex ovhappnedss re='bits. er. They found the bay. The • tough, little mustang was already much .re- euperated, and Perris swept Mari- anne into the saddle. She leaned to kiss him. In the dark her lige touch- ed the bandage around his head. "It's where Harvey struck you down!" she exclaimed. "Jim, '; you can't ride across the mountains eo ter- ribly hurt "It's , only a scratch," he assured her. "I met Alcatraz to -day, and he won again!' But the third time - " Marianne shivered. "Don't speak of him! He haunts me, Jim. The very mention of him takes all the happiness out of me. I feel -almost as if there were a bad back of . Hervey turned towards her 'fate in him. But your promise, that and Perris facing hex, his face white, you won't stay toi take one finial chance? You won't linger in the Val- ley to hunt Alcatraz again? You'll ride straight across the mountains when the morning comes?" "I promise," answered Perris. But afterwards, as he watched her drift away through the darkness call- ing back to him from time to time until her voice dwindled to a bird -note and then faded away, Red Jim pray- ed in his heart of hearts that he would not chance upon sight of the stallion in the morning, for if he did, he knew that the first solemn promise of his life would be broken. drawn and changed. And the blood - gained • bandage about his forehead. He leaned 'forward in his chair in the fervor of his appeal, his arms lashed against his sidesi with the loose of a lariat. "Are you through begging?" sneer- ed Hervey. It threw Perris back in the chair like a blow in the face. Then he straightened. "You've told me all this just to see me weaken, eh, Hervey?" "And I've seen it," said Hervey. 'I've seen you ready to take water. That's all I wanted. You've lost your grip and you'll never gat it back. Right now you're all 'hollow inside. Perris, you can't look me in the eye!" "You lie," said Red Jim quietly and lifting his head, he stared full into the face of his tormentor. "You made a hound out of me, but only for a minute, Hervey." And then she saw him stiffen in the chair, and his eyes narrow. The chains of fear and of shame which had bound her snapped. "Hervey!" whirled she door. ..lust for an instant she saw a devil glitter in his eyes but in a moment his _glance wavered. He admitted him - she cried and as he came panting into the self beaten as he thrust his revolver into the holster. "Talk wouldn't -make Perris leave," he mumbled. "I been trying to throw a little scare into him. And the bluff would of worked if-" She cut in on him: "I heard en- ough to understand. I know what you tried to do. Oh, Lew Hervey, if this; could be told, your own men would run you down like a mad dog!" He had grown livid with a mixture - of emotions. "If' it could be told. Maybe. But 't can't be told! Keep clear of him or I'll drill him, by God!" She obeyed, stepping back from Jim. He backed towards the door where the saddle of Perris lay, and stooping, he snatched the revolver of Red Jim from the saddle -holster. For the mo- ment, at least, his enemy was disarm- ed and there was no fear of immediate pursuit. "I still have a day or two," he said. 'And the game ain't ended. Remem- ber that, Perris. It ain't ended till Jordan comes back." And he turned ,into the darkness which closed over him at once like the falling of a blanket. "You won't follow him?" she plead- ed. He shook his head and a moment later, under the touch of his own hunt -frig knife which she drew , the rope parted and freed his arms. At the same instant she heard the hoofs of Herv'ey's horse crashing through the underbrush down the mountain side. And not till that final signal of suc- cess reached her did Marianne give way to the hysteria which had been flooding higher and higher in her throat'ever since those words of Her- vey had arrested her in the clearing. But once released it came in a rush, blinding her, s•o that she could not see Perris through her tears as he placed her gently in the chair. Only through the wild confusion of her sobbing she could hear his voice saying words she did not understand, over and over a- gain, but she knew that his voice was infinitely soft, infinitely reassuring. Then her mind cleared and her nerves steadied with amazing sudden - nese, just as the wind at a stroke will tumble the storm clouds aside and leave a placid blue sky above. She found Red Jim kneeling beside the chair with his arms around her head on his shoulder, wet with her tears. For the first time she could hear and really understand what he had been saying over and over again. He was telling her that he roved her, would always love her, that be could forgive Lew Hervey, even, because of the mes- sage which he had brought. She threw herself out of the saddle, cast hardly a glance at the drooping figure of the 'bay, and ran forward on foot, stumbling in the dark over fallen branches, slipping more than once and dropping flat on her face as her feet shot back without foothold from the pine needles. But she •pick- ed herself up again and flung herself at her work with a frantic determina- tion. . Through the trees, filtered by the branches, she saw a light. But when she came to the edge of the clearing she made out that the illumination came from a fire, not a lantern. The interior of the cabin was awash with shadows, and across the open door- way of the hut the monstrous and obscure outline of a standing man wavered to and fro. There was no clamor of many voices. And her heart leaped with relief. Hervey and his men, then, had last heart at the last moment. They had not dared to attack Red Jima Perris in spite of their numbers! But her joy died, literally, unid-leap. "Hervey," cried the voice of Per- ris, a trembling and fearseharpened CHAPTER XXIII LOBO The dawn of the next day came cold and grey about Alcatraz, grey- because the sheeted clouds that promised a storm were covering the sky, and cold with a wind out of the north. When he lifted his head, he saw where the first rains had covered the slopes of the Eagle Mountains with tenderest green, and looking higher, the snows were gathering on the summits. The prophetic thickening of his coat fore- told a hard winter. Now he was on watch with the mares in the hollow behind and him- self on the crest rarely turning his head from a wisp of smoke which rose far south. He knew what that meant. Red Perris was on his trail again, and this was the morning -fire of the Great Enemy. He had lain on the ground like a dead man the day before. Now he was risen to battle again. Instinct- ively he swung his head and looked at the place where the saddle had rested the day before, the saddle which he had worked off with so much wild rolling and scraping against rocks. He nibbled the grass as he watched or now and again jerked up his head to catch the scents which blow truer in the upper air -currents. It was on one of these occasions that he caught an odor only vaguely known to him, and known as a dan- ger. He had never been able to label it but he knew that when the grey mare caught such a scent she was even more perturbed than when man rode into view. So now he breathed deep, his great eyes shining with ex- citement. What could this danger be which was more to be dreaded than the Great Enemy? Yielding to curi- osity, he headed straight up wind to make sure. No doubt he thereby gave proof that he was unfitted to lead wild hors- es in the mountains. The wise black of former days, or the grey mare now, would never have stopped to question but gathering the herd with the alarm call, they would have busied them- selves with unrolling mile after mile behind their flying heels. Alcatraz increased his walk to a trot, prompt- ly lost the scent altogether, and head- ed onto the next elevation to see if he could catch it again. He stood there for a long moment, raising and lowering his head, and then turning a little sidewise so that the wind would cut into his nostrils- 'which was a trick the grey had taught him. The scent was gone and the wind blew to him only the pure coolness of dew, just sharpened to fragrance by a scent of distant sagebrush. Re gave up and turned about to head for the mares. The step for which he raised his forefoot was not completed for down the hollow behind him he saw a grey skulker slinking with its belly close to the ground. If it stood erect it would he as tall as a calf new-born. The tail was fluffy, the coat of fur a veritable mane around the throat, the head long of muzzle and broad across the forehead, with dark marks between the eyes and arching like brows above them so that the facial expression was one of almost human wisdom and wistfulness. It was a beautiful creature to watch, as its smooth trot carried it with incredible speed across the stallion's lines of re -- treat, but Alcatraz had seen those grey kings of the mountains before and knew everything about them ex- cept their scent. He saw no beauty in the lifter wolf. The blood which congealed in his veins was released; he reared and wheeled and burst away at full gal- lop; there was a sobbing whine of eagerness behind him -the lobo was stretched in pursuit. Never in his life had the chestnut run as he rap now, and never had he fled so hoplessly. He knew that one slash of those great white teeth would cut his throat to the vital arteries. He knew that for all his speed he had neither the foot nor the wind to es- cape the grey merauder. It was only a matter of time, and short time at that, before the end came. The lofer prefers young meat and as a rule will cut down a yearling Dolt, -or dine on Warm veal, eschewing cold flesh and Had she confessed everything, then, in the hysteria? Had she confirmed what Lew Hervey said? Yes, for the voice of Red Jim was unquestioning, cherishing as men will the thing which they love and own. "You're better now?" he asked at length. "Yes," she answered, "I'm weak -- and ashamed--and-what have I said to you?" "Something that's made me happier than a king. And I'll make it a thing you'll never have to regret, so help me God!" He raised her to her feet. "Now you have to go home --at once." "And you?" "Hervey will, come hunting me a- gain to -morrow, and he'll have his men with him. Ire doesn't knowIve forgotten him. He thinks it's his life or mine, and he'll try to run me down. feeding `only+ mange . the /Oho tieing wile of prey -fit t1': found .scanty fare across the mountains ea ed to kill, =ardor pure not from hunger. At ;any raF slid over -.the gx'ound hike; the. shears of a cloud driven in a atom. Already he gained fast, and; yet he had not attained top speed; .when Ire' did, he would ,Walk up, on the •chvet. nut as the latter could walk up on the mares of his herd. Over a hill bolted Alcatraz anti•. be- neath •hien he saw a faint hope of es- cape -the flash of water there • a brook, new -swelled by the rains, wda ' running .bankfull, a noisy torrent. He went down the slope like the, wind;;, . struck the level at'such speed tat the air (stung his nostrils, and 'leaped from the firm gravel at the edge of the stream. (Continued next week.) CLOUDS coy Molly Bevan The Blue Bell Poetess Deep in the meadow grass I lie, Face upturned to the summer sky, Watching the great cloud animals go, Lazily, clumsily, to and fro; Or the chiselling wind, for pure de- light, Fashioning castles of marble white, Haunting faces, and angel wings, Unbelievable, transient things; Changing to windy wisps of lace Veiling the evening's lovely face. This when sunlight rules the day; But I climb a hill when the skies are gray, To see the clouds like old sails flap- ping, Wild and ragged and overlapping; Eager, wind -worried clouds of quest, Hastening on to the distant west, Storm -staunch ships on a misty - main Cargoed with shimmering strands of rain. LONDON AND WINGHAM South. Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Brucefield Kippen Hensall Exeter North. Exeter Hensall Kippen Brucefreld Clinton Londesboro ..... Blyth Belgrave Wingham C. N. R. 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