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The Huron Expositor, 1933-11-24, Page 7• • „v • NOVEMBER 24, 1933. T , LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Block - - Seaforth, Ont. ...HAYS & MEIR Succeeding R. S. Hays Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyancers and Notaries Public. Solicitors for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to loan. e BEST & BEST Barristers,' Solicitors, 4 onveyan- cers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office in the Edge Building, opposite The Expositor Office. . VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All diseases of domestic animals treated. 'Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderato. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office and residence on Goderieh Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea- forbh. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All diseases of domestic animals treated by the most modern prirciples. Charges reasonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. Office on Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scot- tish terriers. Inverness Kennels, Hensall. , " MEDICAL DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- anei and Aural Institute,- Moorefield's Eye 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. 58 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. F. J. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, east of the United Church, -Sea- forth. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. r 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 course in Chicago Clinical School- of Ch icagor Royal Ophthalmic Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. r/ DR. S. R. COLLYER Graduate Faculty of Medicine, Uni- versity of Western Ontario. Member College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Post graduate work at New York City 'Hospital and Victoria Hospital, London. Phone: Hensall, 56. Office, King Street, Hensall. DR. J. Al MUNN Graduate of Northwestern Univers- ity, Chicago, 'Ill. Licentiate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over 'Sills' Hardware, Min St., Seaforth. Phone 151. a DR. F. J. BECHELY Graduate Royal College o'f Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R. Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea - forth. Phone: Office, 185 W; resi- dence, 185 J. 1 AUCTIONEERS g , OSCAR KLOPP Honor Graduate Carey Jones' N'a tional School for Auetioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in Pure Bred Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer- chandise and Farm Sales. Rates in keeping with prevailing markets. Sat- isfaction assured. Write or wire Oscar Klopp, Zurich, Ont. Phone: 18-98. ,+r :!s i9 I niE SON E OSITOR • mon A WESTERN ROMANCE BY CHARLES H. SNOW (Continued from last week) Ellery smhled whimsically to hide the thrill that was beginning to race through him. "I think I'll go along, Uncle Sim. It's going to be toolate for me to get across the mountains." Uncle •Siem leaped into the air, ut- tered a warwhoop, clicked his heels together. As he' hit the ground he flung back his grizzly head: "A scorpeen set on a t'rantler's back, And chuckled in ghoulish glee, If I don't, sting that ,pizen son-of-ag,un 'He'll shore be a stingin'. me!" As the song ended he leaned for- ward and squinted at Ellery, who was grinning. i'`Jim,, jest ye foller , Uncle [Stunt Knight from Turkey Track Holler, and he'll show ye hell ain't no hot place a -tall." • CHAPTER VI After Johnny Walker had had a drink of Uncle Sinn's "cawn-juice" he was able to :'jlve a more coherent story of the robbery as he had seen it. Four horsemen had dashed into town, two from each direction, their revolvers driving most of the men off the streets. Then while two had stood guard outside, the other two had en- tered the bank. Two men had been shot, and it was reported that the bandits had headed up the Woods Creek trail toward the higher levels. "It was all over quicker'n a wink." said Johnny. "But to me it seemed to take more'n an 'hour." "I 'low m•ebbe ye. war skeered, Johnny," Uncle Sins ventured. "There wasn't any maybe business about -it," Johnny admitted. "Bullets was flyin' around, and I ducked in 'twee•n,- two houses and just lay there till' then bandits had rid off toward bhe .hills." "Wasn't there any shooting as they. went?" asked Ellery. "Plenty, but it was too late, Them robbers was gone like the wind They had the best hosses I ever seen, At Ellery's request the youth de- scribed the horses as best he could. The one that had impressed him most had been a fine bay ridden by a tall, red -moustached man who seemed to be the bandit leader. The red-head- ed man and a stocky fellow with a black beard had been the two who had entered the bank and emerged with the two sacks .of loot. "They're the same ants, Uncle Sim," declared Ellery. J'o'hnny turned quickly to Ellery. "Then you know 'eye, !mister 9" ""I don't knout e'rf, but•I may have heard of them." replied Ellery. He glanced at Uncle Sim. "Wal, Johnny," advised the old Haan, "if I wuz ye •I'd. ride on over to yer diggin's and tell yer poppy 'bout this danged hold-up; and sort o' sug- gest to him ye'd better stay holed - up fer a spell. Thar's no tellin' how long them Banged robbers'lI run loose in these hyar hills. And recollect, they're plenty bad.'2 • "You're damned right,' they're bad. Uncle Sim! Didn't I see it all? Didn't I see 'em leave two dead men in the street and git away with Lord knows how much money? Yeah, I'll tell Pap what you say, Uncle Sim." Johnny clambered on to the mule, flogged•the animal with a switch, and galloped away into the forest. "The boy's still a little upset," said Ellery with a grin. "Jest a, leetle case o' buck agger," agreed Uncle Sim. "Now ye set down 'byes and tell me jest how them fellers at !Rancho Linda somethin' or other looked. I'm beginnin' to smell a polecat. Couple o' weeks ago I was trackin' a old ,grizzly back yan- der in the timber,i�'hen all. to onct I come to somethin' that at the time 'ikes me as a leetle onusual. Now she seems to be couplin' up to some - thin' else." 'Ellery accurately described the three men he had met at Rancho Lin- da Vista. Uncle Sim cocked his head and listened occasionally interru•pt- irig with a grunted oath or a spiart of tobacco juice from his lips. Half his thoughts were hack in the forest that stretched virgin to the summits of the Sierras. No, man had explored that sea of timber and brush as had he. From the Clavia, far to south, he knew it, to 'the Dardanelles, those Majestic lava ramparts and citadels at bhe head of the Stanislaus; back to the summit where the timber was sparse and stunted, and from where a man might gaze out across the high sage desert to the distant moun- tains of Nevada. "From, what ye say and the way Johnny 'scribes 'em:, thar ain't no doubt they're the same fellers," said Uncle Sim. "Drat dast their ornery skins, Jim! Why'n hell didn't ye shoot 'em thar at Don Cayenne Pep- per's while ye had the chance?" "They were three to one,. Uncle Sim, and I wasn't quite sure." !"Wal, mebbe ye're right, but the next time ye see snakes as look like rattlers jest kill 'em and look fer their rattles afterwards. Most any sort o' snake needs killin'." 'Ellery was still in the dark as to what the old man intended to do, but his face lighted as Uncle Sim, ex- plained. x- plained. rAir yewith o ,Jim . "I'm at your back till your belly caves in, Uncle Sin!" /Reaching for the jug, Uncle Sim took another pull at it, leaped to bis feet and uttered his war -whoop. The next niromuent he was giving orders, putting, things about the cabin 'into shape for a long absence. The pan of gold and Ellery's sad- dle -bags were buried in a shallow hole under the 'hunk. Uncle Sim aced a tittle food in a sack. He ed long enough to whet has sl- y keen 'bowie bn a atone, ` is hyar old toad -sticker," . he gat sto rea said fondly as he et:minted at Ellery, "has more'n onot got me outen a tight pinch. 1Sides, she'h handy fer skinnin'. I got a feelin' that if ye 'n me, Jim, don't fetch back them rob- bers 'we'll fetch back a few scalps. Jim did ye ever loft the hair offen a Injun's head?" • "+I never had the experience, Uncle Sim, though I did have to shoot two 'Cheyennes on the way across the plains." The old man spat copiously. "Wal, &at dast yer ornery hide! What's the use o' kiglin' a Injun if ye don't lift his hair? Now' to me thar'd be jest as much fun liftin' the hair offen these robbers. Injuns is sort o' 'scusable fer lcillin' white men, -they're fightin' fer their own land; but Banged if thar's any 'scuse fer white men turnin' robbers in this hyar country. Thar's plenty o' good honest gold most anywhar if a feller wants to dig fer it." Uncle Sim took up his heavy Haw - kin rifle, examined it, and set it a- gainst the wall. He dropped a hand- ful of bullets for the weapon into one pocket and a handful of balls for his revolver into another, slung his pow- der -horn over a shoulder, set his moth-eaten coonskin cap more firmly on, his .hoary head. Meanwhile, El- lery had about completed' his own preparations. "I ain't much of a man with a pistol," Uncle Sim admitted, "but I'm hell and all with a bowie or a rifle - gun. •More'n onct I've carved my way outen hell with this hyar old -toad- sticker, and when it comes to old Betsy," he glanced affectionately at the heavy rifle, "I kin shoot the eye outer a gnat and never disfigger him a -tall no other place."' , With his swift, kent-knee gait the old mean went into the little meadow and came back with his nondescript sorrel mare which he profanely ad- dressed as Molly, "Dang ye, Molly," he adjured as he cinched the .saddle, "ye're likely to have to eat snow 'stead o'•• grass a- fore we git back. Let out yer wind, ye contrary female!" Ellery had saddled his horse and tied a light pack back of the cantle. He looked at the old man, who naw seemed even more primitive, More formidable. Uncle Sim picked up the jug, took a long pull at it. "Likely it'll be quite a spell afore we git anymore likker," he announc- ed as he passed the jug to Ellery. "So I figger I mought as well start primed." IEllery touched his lips to the jug and handed it to the old man, who tossed it into the cabin and shut the door. "Uncle .Sim," Ellery said seriously, "I've been thinking about 1Vtiss Beau- fort, and I'm worried about her. She may have run into these bandits as they were getting away. If she "That thar sorrel she rides'd shoyv his heels to any clanged hoss any clanged robber ever rid," finished Uncle •Sim. "Climb yer saddle, Jim. It's gittin' late." The calamitous entry and swift departure of the bandits left the town in a turmoil of excitement. Men tumbled from buildings, from between buiidings, from all the ,places into which they had dodged when the shooting desperadoes had come into the main street from both directions. The robbery had been committed so quickly that the inhabitants two blocks from the main street did not know of it until the news was scat- tered by excited men. The town was without a leader un- til Marshal Tom Slavin arrived. He immediately- despatched a messenger to Sonora, the county seat, to notify the sheriff. Posses were formed. They spread along the trail of the fleeing robbers without waiting for the sheriff. Slavin led one of these posses straight up the Woods Creek trail. The bandits had split after fleeing for less than a anile. Two of them had taken to the hills at the north- erly side of the creek, the other two to the timbered slopes at the south- erly side. Each' pair had soon split, thus resulting in a total lack of well narked trail. To have followed the .rivain trail would have exposed the bandits to view of scores of miners sluicing a- long upper Woods Creek. The result of their strategy was that when Mar- shal Slavin led his mounted posse up the creek and encountered the first of the miners, they showed surprise and consternation, and told him that no mounted men had passed that way. !Slavin sent part of his posse to northward, while he himself led the other part toward the southerly slopes. They found nothing for the bandits' horses left small tracks ,in the y grass and amid the pine needle. which thickly carpeted the forest. To ender the pursuit even more fu ' e, all the posse, including Slavin, b 'eyed that because 'of the threat - emit torm the robbers would not press i _.the higher reaches, but would swerve`- t' either follow the or double back to fight or left and othills below snow valley. and tab 'Within an hour' after the robbery fully two hundred men, intos and threes and in scores, 'were•sea"thing the hills, fanning out until he re dark senile of then were at the Stan- islaus trying to find out where the bandits had crossed. Others had cir- cled into the hills back of Sonora, while still others were combing the chaparral -covered slopes and ridges to westward, in the direction.- oppos- ite to that the bandits had taken. Uncle Sim Knight refused to ex- plain his purpose, except to declare that if Ellery followed him he would see "plenty o'f fireworks". Ellery de- cided.to follow and ask no questions. Into his mind was coming a vast re- spect for the old mountain man who could drink a quart of wlhisky and show no effect except a keener twin- kle in his blue eyes. One thing, however, tugged at El- lery's determdnation, and urged him to go back. He wanted to ride into 'Columbia, find Nancy Beaufort, tell her something. He did not want to apologize. He wanted to meet her father, too, and the realization ..that they would think him a cur and a coward when he did 'not appear was like gall in his mouth. `'She'll think I've tucked my tail between !My legs and run like a mangy dog," he told himself. Uncle Sim, on his nondescdipt sor- rel, led the way, not as fast as El- lery would have liked, but at a plod- ding gait. The old -man looked as much a part of the forest as would have a grizzly. His rifle was across the saddle, his coonskin cap down to his ears, his neck drawn in to meet his hunching shoulders. Uncle Sim Knight was wise in the 'ways of woods and mountains. The lay of a vast stretch of timber, the slope of a ridge, the 'course of a can- yon, the moss upon the gnarled trunks of the black -oaks, dim marks on the needle -carpeted earth, all told him their stories. ' • !Onward, upward the horses climlb_. ed, through magnificent virgin for- est, yellow and sugar pines as straight as arrows ,and so' tall their tops seemed to touch the low hung sky. As they climbed, the black -oaks became fewer and the pines and firs grew more thickly. In the canyons were dense thickets of mountain -lilac and manzanita. About the time Sheriff Sain War- ren galloped into Columbia with Col- onel Beaufort, 'who had been at his office in the county seat, Uncle ,Sim reined up on an open slope which commanded a view of the region be- low, and of the great valley stretch- ing dark under the leaden sky. Rain was falling in slight, intermitt)_nt showers. Far toward the cloud - shrouded summits snow -squalls trail- ed across the black forest and night was dropping fast. 'Sheriff Warren had left orders with Bill •Yerkes, his deputy, to re- cruit a posse and follow. With Col- onel Beaufort he went immediately to the bank, where from David Milner they learned first hand of the robbery and the actual extent of the loss. The bandits had • taken thirty thou- sand dollars in coin, and had con- temptuously ignored as much -gold- dust. . "Have you any idea who these robbers, may be,'Sheriff?" Milner de- manded. He was a slight man with grey side -whiskers and keen grey eyes. "It looks like the work of an or- ganized Fang, Milner," returned the sheriff. "There's been none in this part of the country since the break- in' up of ,the Juan Moreno outfit. 1 have heard though, that•there's been some suspicious characters 'nangiri round Rancho Linda Vista for the past few weeks." Colonel Beaufort was tall, straight, handsome, every inch an aristocrat of the old South. Whether on horse- back, in his office or on the street mingling with red -skirted miners, he was always faultlessly garbed black, -broadcloth and grey beaver. Now he stroked his silvery imperial, and his blue eyes lighted. "By gad!" he declared. "That's an idea. Sheriff. Those men who have been hanging around Rancho Linda Vista may be at the bottom of this nefarious business, though 1 hate to thiel: Don Cayetano Esoue- val would consort with such villains, F•uh. From] what I have seen of him he is a fine old gentleman." "Yeah, fine if you don't know him ton Banged well," retorted Warren. "Us old timers know Cayetano pro- tected Juan Moreno all through his damnable career. hod that was the worst reign of terror any country ev- er passed through. 'I don't trusty no Mexican since then, and I don't give a damn whether he's hidalgo or peon." "Then you'll investigate affairs at Rancho Linda Vista, Sheriff?" sug- gested the sagacious ;,Milner. "We shall offer five thousand dollars re- ward for the capture and conviction of these robbers and the return of the money they took." !In a few minuues the three men went out to the street. They were soon surrounded by an excited crowd eager to que°rttion and offer advice. "As soon As Bill Yerkes comes I'll have him take an posse and ride for Rancho Linda Vista," said the sheriff. take some men and pick up the trail." It was twilight when Colonel Beau- fort crossed the dusty street to the Columbia House, *here he and his daughter made their home. He glanc- ed about ex' etantly as he entered 1 the small greeted h ing their ary poli the ma in? kon?" "Whi , yes, Colonel," replied the clerk. "Miss Nancy rode away short- ly after noon, hut I haven't seen her come back, now that I think of it. Eve ything's been upset since the h r 'cl-up, you see." The lines about the ends of the colone'l's mouth tightened, and some- .,.t'iling like fright flashed into his eyes. `,Which way did !Miss Nancy go, William'?" "She said she was riding up the Woods Creek trail, Colonel. I was talking with her just before she left." After her rides, Nancy sometimes ascended to her rooms by the hack stairs. To relieve his mind the clerk ran upstairs. When he returned his face was white. "She's not in the rooms, Colonel," 'he announced''jerkily. "Do you sup- pose anything has happened to her." for a few Moments the handsome by. The few guests cordially. After return - greetings with his custom- eness the colonel turned to at the desk. am, has Miss Nancy come re took her usual ride, I rec- old 'colonel stood like a mail aaaen 1y stricken with a dire and' incurable malady. His face twitched. He semi,, ed to age a decade. His bele for his' daughter was an all -consuming pas- sion, greater by fax than his pride. his love of fair play and his belief in all the traditions of the South. At last he regained his voice. '"Thank you, William," he said un- steadily. "I shall walk around to the livery stable and see if Miss Nancy's horse is there., She may be calling upon one of the sick women to whom she is so devoted." Hope made the colonel's step brisk- er as he went to the stable, but when he was told :by the 'hostler that his daughter had not come in, his shoul- ders sagged. He trudged slowly back to the hotel, meanwhile scanning the street in the hope of catching sight of the slim„ beautiful girl who was to him more than life itself. "She can't have fallen from her horse," he muttered. "No, by gad, Nancy's too fine a horsewoman, for that." He braced his shoulders and same of the old resiliency came into his step. "She's just 'out looking af- ter some sick lady, stopped on her way to the stable. I shan't worry." CHAPTER VII 'The tall pines bent and swayed in the wind. Small dry branches fell. The air was filled with ,flying twigs and pine needles. It was as if the forest were instinctively divesting' it- nelf of everlything superfluous in order that it might bear up under the weight of snow to come upon it. IEllery was thinking of his horse. This would be a night on which the animal would have no feed, "from present indications. Uncle Sim, with eyes •squinted and ears alert, was thinking more of the elements. "She's goin', to be a gen=ooine old southeaster," he declared, "and when -a- winter out hyar opens that away she's shore 's hell to be a hard un, Jim." The crests of the Sierras were hid- den under cloudlianks, like a grey - black cap drawri down over a long black brow. The great valley far below was blurred through the rain squalls. A few, vagrant snowflakes tumbled down, disappeared into noth- ing when they settled on the needle - carpeted earth. To eastward snow squalls trailed across the black for- est. After reconnoitering to right and left to pick up •any sign of the 'ban- dits, Uncle Sim and Ellery crossed the slope and presently halted in a low gap in the ridge. Through the gap was passing an almost continu- ous procession of deer -does, year- lings, fawns that had lost their spots, e>nna-rr=antlered. blue -grey bucks, their horns black, their noses pointed in- stinctively toward the lower country: Uncle Sim watched the hegira, oc- casionally calling Eller'y's attention to the points of some buck that loom- ed large in contrast with the otbel„s. of- the herd. The deer seemed to be possessed of but a single purpose, and for the time their instinctive fear of man was forgotten in their determination to gain the, low ranges ahead of the storm. "Wal," said Uncle Sim. "if ye, don't b'lieve in sun-dawgs and other wea- ther signs, this hyar ortei' tell ye that winter's right- on to us. Lordy, but ain't that old mosshead yander a jimdandy-? Jim• the fat on that old feller's rump is two inches thick or I'll eat this hyar danged coon- skin cap!" 'Instructing Ellery to ride south- ward- a short distance and keep a close watch for horse tracks, Uncle Sime dismounted and leading his horse started in the other direction. Ellery had not travelled a hundred yards up the slope of the notch before he came upon the fresh tracks of not one horse but of three. He swung, down and bent over the tracks. exauiining then with a care and knowledge gained by years on the edge of things.- Suddenly- his heart made a wild leap, then seemed to cease heating. He pressed his hands against his breast and for a half -minute' stood staring down at the tracks. With a bound he was in his saddle and head- ed hack across the notch. He'foun,d Uncle Sim on the ground at the top of the opposite Crest. "fryar's a couple o' fresh hes.s tracks," announced the old man. 'It's jest as I figgered." "Yes, yes," Ellery panted, "Come with ole. Uncle Sim. I've found something. Hurry! )It'll soon ibe dark." Bill Yerkes swung into' the main street from the Sonora road at the head of six armed oven as Colonel Beaufort rounded the corner of the hotel. Recognizing the colonel, the deputy reined up. "Where's Warren?" Before Colonel Beaufort could an- swer, the sheriff canoe hurrying a- cross the street. There was a short consultation, at the end of which Yerkes took three of his men and rode for Rancho Linda Vista. The sheriff had by now recruited a dozen dependable men, and was on the point of calling them together in- to a posse when Colonel Beaufort said: `"Sam, I'm worried about my daugh- ter, Nancy. She werstesfor a ride on the Woods Creek trail shortly after dinner, and has not returned." ""Chat boss was she ridin', Col- onel?" demanded Warren. "Nancy always rides Tennessee, Sam." The sheriff's weathered face puck- ered thoughtfully. "I don't see ati how the robbers would want to harm Miss Nancy Colonel, but they might want that hoss. Tennessee's worth a small for- tune." 'Colonel Beaufort's anxiety had been for his daughter. The sheriff's sug- gestion gave hint hope. Do you think, suh. thatt they might have taken Tennessee -and set Nancy afoot?" he demanded. "That's the way it looks to me, Colonel; that is if anything has hap- pened to Miss] Nancy. It don't look reasonable that r ohbers'd want to be hampered by a gitial, but they might want a fine hoes." IWlhile ^ Colonel Beaufort's fears were lessened, they were not dispell- ed, IHIe hurried into the hotel in the hope that Nancy had returned !When the colonel descended from his rooms it was with lagging step. His laa4dso1ne Bice '97Itos ValviC grey and the frigid of age E.e 'have dpopped upQri' hisowzxtles,' "Damn it,'i'�rllliaaau,'be *aid to clerk, "something's 11ap1aen44 to WY' girl! .Miss Nancy has never :been, known to stay out so We . "She 'may have fallen from. • )heir horse, or the horse' got hurt some-;: • how. IWe'lll hear from lir before long, that is if she don't show up, Go into' the bar and take a drink, Colonepl•. It'll !brace you up." The' Colonel k rent into the bar and took a stiff glass of Bou!rlbon, but the: liquor seamed for once to have no reliish, no stimiulant. He glanced out to the darkening street, where rain was failing in gusty showers and stippling the dust of a long, dry sum- mer. Posses and remnants of posses were straggling back with the ap- proach of night, and reporting to the sheriff. They had found nothing, though some of the men had pene- trated as far' as the Stanislaus. Sheriff Warren, the centre of a grow- ing cfowd in front of the Columbia House, stared away toward the dark- ening, cloud -wrapped subunits, and shook his head. "There ain't much use trying to pick up the trail before mornin'," he declared, "and in the mornin' there won't be •any trail. It looks to me like 'these robbers must have known this storm was due and timed their raid so damned fine to meet it. There ain't one chance -in a Million they'll head for the mountains. We'll have to comb north and south and down into the valley." 'Everybody agreed with the sheriff that any thought of the robbers try- ing to get across the range was fool- ish and childish. "Why Bang it, even the deer are corrin' out in droves;' declared a bearded nuountai leer who had re- turned from the upper country only the day before. "I seen 'elm, boys." "And if you don't believe in deer signs, look back yonder for yourself, added a miner. "It's snawin' back there, and--4-.bet there% already- a foot on the summit, three feet by to- morrow." The sheriff had already decided to retrain in town for the night to keep charge of the situation, and take up the pursuit in the -;morning. Howev< er, he dispatched -..messengers north and south to notify other officers of the robbery and give them the best possible description of the 'bandi'ts. The town had by now added five thousand dollars to the reward of- fered by the bank. The excitement grew -is more and more hien returned ,from the fruit- less search. The saloons were filled, and in them, in the .dance halls, in the restaurants. everywhere, the talk was of the robbery. Groups of men congregated in the streets. despite the drizzling rain that was now fall- ing steadily. Time and ag: Col„ reel Beaufort went up to his r•oo,' s in the hope that' Nancy had ascended by the rear stairway, but each time he hams down he w-at_a. little grimmer: A dozen times he went to the livery stable. He mpade personal visits to homes where he thought Nancy night have stopped and sent messengers to others, but all in vain,• 'By the time darkness had settled over the town and Yellow lights shown from the windows of saloons, dance -halls, stores, Colonel Beaufort was on the point of collapse. He had pictured a dozen 'terrible fates for Nancy, visualized her broken, help- less in the rain -drenched forest; seen her the prey of the bandits; caught a glimpse of her dead, white face turn- ed up to the storm. By this tilme the town' hill learned of the girl's failure to return, and this added two -fold to the excitement. All Columbia loved the genial old Southern gentleman as it loved his charming daughter. The distracted colonel went from group to group, from saloon to sa- loon in the hope of catching some stray bit of news that would teli him his (laughter was safe, A miner in the '"Long Ton" saloon said that he had seen the girl as she rode up the creek, "But you didn't see Miss Nancy return, sub?'' demanded the colonel. "No. hut seein' her ridin' past my diggln's sort of establishes the direc- tion she took." A half dozen other miners who had come in ficin their claims told of sering the girl as • she was riding a- way from town, but not a, man had seen her coming hack. The colonel meet. Milner as the bans ker was starting up to his room. "By gad, David!" 'he groaned. ';Fom•ething has happened to any girl,,, 'Milner pursed his thin lips... "Don't worry, Colonel." he counsel- led. "Nothing has happened to your daughter. Isn't it possible that she may have decided to ride to Sonora to visit Miss Betty Fraser? They are close friends, aren't they?" "By ,love, that's right, suh!" de- clared the colonel. Forthwith he dis- patched a messenger to Sonera on the fleetest horse that Smith, the liv- eryman, had left. An hour and a half later the messenger galloped back, half drunk, but sober enodgh, to tell that Miss 'Fraser had seen nothing of the colonel's missing daughter. 'In his desperation Colonel Beau- fort sought out the sheriff, whom he found in the centre of a group in the "Pay Dirt" saloon. "I beg your pardon, suh," he said in a voice that trembled with anguish and enotion as he touched the sher- iff on an arm. "There is no news of Miss Nancy. I will give five thousand dollars for her return, Sain_. Yes, by gad, ten thousand!" HOT U NPOPIVA W,TTH M., s CAU Q.F'ITs FINE Reels _ iNlJlPmseiE ,FGQt? AND Pl!1R FACIi.inEs. THE GARAGE IS ONLY ONE ivlltillliie , WALK ATTENDANTS' TAKE CANTO GARi1,GE AND RETURN THEM Wi OUIRED. PLENTY PF CURE PARKJNG..AC. E. Sink S1,50 to `$3.00 1 Rates Deuibis 63,00 to $5,00 .., c. a pewee., Rog. HOTEL WAVERL.EY Spading Arcnuc and College Sacel ♦ Writs for FoWn 1 - in' home. Now don't take this so .damned hard, it ain't like you, Col- onel!" (Continued next 'week) Unfinished Hogs !All unrfin•ished hogs offered at stock yards and packing plants, such as do not conform to the requirements of the grading regulations, are graded as feeders, and, says the Live Stock Market Report, it is in the interests of the producers to make every ef- fort to hold back hogs of select bac- on, and bacon weights, until they are properly finished. Underfinished pigs make soft bacon and poor cuts and roasts. Irish Apple Market The prospects of shipping Canad- ian apples to the Irish Free State this year, state§ the Canadian Trade Coanmissioner, are not so good as they were, chiefly because of the re- cent imposition of an import duty of :re penny per pound (or roughly 25 per cent. ad valorem) and the inten- sive Government efforts to encour- age domestic production. Neverthe- less, there is likely to be a fair snar- ket for Canadian edible apples, which are well-known and popular in `the Free State, as elsewhere. It appears doulbtful if the subjec- tion of honeybee larvae or adults to ultra -violet light is commercially val- uable. Short ultra -violet rays- ,are harmful. as proved by extensive ex- periments. is A dictionary in twelve languages has been published in Paris of all terms (laboratory, technological, me- chanical and agricultural) used in connection with the sugar industry. The analyses of satrapies of milk of 142 mares at Edin'buurgh ,Scotland, showed no marked differences in the compositioti of the milk of British and continental mares. Warren regarded him casually. He had had several drinks, and had heard so much talk of crime that he was somewhat callous. "Dead or alive, Colonel?" he de- manded. 'Colonel Beaufort's mouth dropped open. His anguished eyes stared. His face,.. already the hue of grey parch- ment, became greyer. "Goo,1 God, Sam, don't say dead!" he groaned. "Don't say dead!" The sheriff's long arm went about the sagging shoulders as the crowd pressed in. "'Damn it, Colonel, I didn't imean that," he stammered. "Of course Miss Nancy's not dead. .Somethin's just happened to keep her from. com- )Hydrocyanic acid which occurs mainly in the leaves is the active poisonous principle of arrow grass. This grass, one species of which is widely distributed over Wyoming, is poisonous to live stock. NOTICE "Z will not be responsible for anybody who has indigea• tier, sour stomach, bleating, constipation or sick headaches if they do not take Sargon Soft Mass Pills and get rid of these troubles. Everybody ought to take them two or three times a month if they want to feel good. All good draggn to have them." LONDON AND `i'INGHAM South. P.M. Vingham 1.55 Belgrave 2.11. Blyth ' 2.23 I.ondesbaro 2.30 Clinton 3.08 Btsa'ee�i eld 3.27 Kipper! 3.35 Hensall 3.41 Exeter 3.55 North. A.M. Exeter 10.42 Hensall 10.55 Kippen .. 11.01 Brucefield 11.09 Clinton 11.54 Londesboro 12.10 Blyth 12.19 Belgrave 12,30 Winghan 12.50 C. N. R. East. Goderich Clinton Seaforth Dublin Mitchell A.M. 6.45 7.08 7.22 7.33 7.42 P.M. 2.30 3.00 3.18 3.31 3.43 West. Dublin 11.19 9.32 S'aforth 11.34 9.45 !Clinton 11.50 9.59 Goderich 12.10 10.26 C. P. R. TIME TABLE East. A.M. Goderich 6.60 Menset 6.66 McCraw 6.04 Auburn -,,6.11 Blyth 6.25 Walton 6.40 McNau!r h 6,52 Toronto i 1025 West. A.M. Toronto 7.40 McNaught 11.48 Walton 12.01 Blyth 12.12 Auburn 12.23 l ttGa'w 12.34 Menset 12.41 Goderich 12.48