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Kind Lady: "What are you crying
for, little man? What's your name?
Where do you live?"
Small Boy: "That's what's the
matter. I don't know my name or
where I live. We moved yesterday;
sand mother was married again to-
day."
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"Well, Bobby," said the mother to
ter little soh who had just returned
from the children's party, "I hope you
behaved yourself."
-Oh, yes," replied the boy.
"And you remembered to say, 'Yes,
dllease' and `No thank you,' she ask-
ed.
"I didn't say 'No thank you,' but I
said 'Yes please,' every time," replied
the child.
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"I 'see you always wear a smiling
emuntenance."
Yen, answered Senator Sorghum.
a little wearily. "I have to. There is
aro telling what moment the candid
reafnera may turn up."
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Chuzz: "Bjones never completed
iris eeducation, did the?"
Playlfoot: "No, he lived and died
da bachelor."
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O'Jawlelie "Did you ever know an
amateur angler to tell the truth?"
&'Pinch: "When one of them call -
ted smother a liar,"
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BY JACKSON GREGORY
SEVENTH INSTALMENT
SYNOPSIS
',Barry Reverie leaves his Texas
home to see the country, meets a
man who hen 'just been bot who
tame out to be a coushis,
Jesse Conroy. Barry helps take
care of his woundls and Jesse
gives Barry his gun, a very un-
usual one. When they part Bane
ry leaves for home but finds the
family, is no longer there,, When
he is leaving he suddenly comes
across a dead man who turns out
to be his brother Robert. Barry
starts seaschirig tor the Murder -
and goes into the mountains
d good -to un for continuing
his search. He fords a good
spot, gets 'gold and goes to Tylers-
vi'lle to get money for it. There
he meets Judge Blue and his
daughter Lucy, who help him to
get $450 for his gold. Judge
Blue also tells him that the gun
Jesse gave him is• the gun of a
murderer known as the Laredo
Kid. The Judge invites Barry up
to visit him and there Barry dis-
covers live home and saddle
which was stolen from has bro-
ther Robert when 'he was killed.
He finds oust that .it belongs to a
cowboy who will return that
night. He waists outside the
stable and finally a rider comes
up who turns out to be Jesse Con-
roy. He accuses Jesse of killiue
his brother and of being the Lare-
do Kid. Judge Blue comes .up
behind, knocks Barry 'unconscious
and tells Jesse (Laredo) that
Barry knows where there is gold
and' he's keeping ,h.im until be
finds out where it is. Barry es-
capes, however,' and as he is rid-
, ing thrpugh the mountains a shot
whizzes past his ear. The man
who fired the shot explains that
,he thought Barry was the Laredo
Kid and that he had pledged him-
self to killing the Kid. Barry and
is new acquaintance, Timberline,
become friends. Barry leaves
him in his search' for Laredo and
finally goes to Red Rock where,
going through a valley, he sees
three men attempting to capture
a beautiful girl. Barry rescues
her, finds where she Iives and
then heads for a nearby cabin in
which he formerly lived. There
he finds : Timberline , occupying
the cabin.
"She inn, at the lunch counter
right now," said Barry.
The Judge booked astonish. "No?
That's funny; she's always there this
time of night; I usually run in, pre-
tending it's coffee I want where I'm
rn town. Where is, she?"
"I don't know," said Barry. Then
he ''bet his hand . down to this side,
close to his gun. For ih flashed on
ihritn that he was in some sort of
trap.
The Judge looked at him a mom-
ent, then downed his drink without
a word. He moved as though to
,Leave the 'room, turning hats back on
Barry. Barry, grown watchful, noted
that every man in the room was look-
ing his way.
The Judge's voice boomed out
sonlorousrly :•
"Watch. him, boys! It's my bet and
it's Tom Hhave'rii"si tthat thes theLare-
do Kid! Don't kill him unless you
have to—but don't let, hpin get a-
way!"
Barry sprung back, to get the wall
behind him, and scrapped, his gun out
of its holeten But as he did so he
saw the lamplight, glisten on some
two score other guns, and every un-
wavering barrel was turned upon
him..
-"Go slow, Laredo, if that's who you
are!" cra0>tied the Judge, resonant and
oomnilandang. "Make a wrong move
ands you're dead *arty times! S'tead'y
does it, afld you've got a chance."
Barry dad not stir.
"You boys can get me if you
want -to," he said steadily, "but I'm
betltinig dminke fan the crowd that I'e
get two of you, and that's twice as
many as yourll get of me and those
yeasts."
"You're doing a lot of talking,'
said the Judge.
Barry said, atu ':not even the ele-
gant Tom Havenill was ever more
drawling: "Give me a fair trial, with
every one of these men: in on it, and
I'm with you."
' A youilg fellow, big and blonde
came stbouldening forward.
"Hers night and he's - playing his
hand,' straight out," 'he annciunced in
a deep kitties voice. "Until we find
out the rigihts of it, I'm chipping in
on Ills sidle."
"Better go slow, Ken," said Tom
Havetnil, speaking up for the first
time. Barry didn't fail to catch the
Scrams. This blonde young giant
might be Ken March, the new part
ner whom''old Timber was taking on.
'Why should I go slow, Tome?" de-
mlanded Kelt March. 'I've already
said I like the way this lone 'wolf
'plays his hand, Then," and a sllow,
good-humored grin played across his
heavy teatimes, "there's ' somethiag
else. You heard him say he's got
hie pick in a mine?': Well, I believe
it, and what's more, maybe he and I
are pardnelrs!" He turned to Barry.
"You're the fellow Timberline told
me about?"
"That's so," nodded Barry,
"You haven't asked me to chip
i•n," said March, "and from the look
of you, you're not given to yelling
for help. Just the nie it seems
you're a stranger here nd I'd be
to nee up alongside the Judge
in seeing you get a square 'deal."
Instantly Barry made up his mind.
He grinned back at• March.
"Thank,s•_.,pardnrer," was all that he
said:
Then he recklessly played a high
card, win or lose. He suddenly
siheved his gun back into its holster,
ignored the many guns trained on
hliui:l and stepped to the bar. From
his pocket he jerked the small buck-
skin bag containing the major part
of his golden gleanings of two years
ago; he poured the little dully gleam-
ing heap out on the bar.
"There's more where that canoe
from, boys," he called out cheaxiTy.
"No reason we should all go, day ;
step up; it's on me."
• sped after 'him
Ile forded his horse at a .run• up a
steep hill, came for a Moment into a
clear space among the pines and of
a sudden. saw a light athead.
•It was but a dim yellowish glow,
and he lost, i,t almost as soon as 'he
saw it, but he knew it for the win -
,
in, dow of a cabin lighted by a lamp or
candle. He saw the man . scurry
across a little e1eau-ing, heard star-
tled voices, a rapping at the door
and voices again, sharper now.
The anewening voice gave Barry
Heveril a distinct start. Why, this
was not Tom Haveril at all! It was
the booming voice of Ken March
saying commandingly:
"Open up, Laugo!"
And ellen, when he was almost, at
the door 'himself, he 'heard a roar of
rage—that was Ken /Sarah's t+hun-
dereas voice for ,none to mis'take'.—
and after 'that inarticulate r o a r
there came the crash of pistol shots.
Barry hit the ground running and
burst into the room, gun in hand.
He saw in that ,onne pho'tograp,hic
instant a place of feeble light fes -
"tanned in powder smoke, with Ken
March . against one wail, citing as
fast as' he could, pull trigger, with
two men he recognized from yester-
day on the trail, Longo and Fennel
no doubt, against another wall, pump-
ing hot lead. at Marchi—with Sarboe
on a bunk, propped up, blazing away
at March—with Lucy crouching in a
corner.
"I'm with you, Ken!" roared
Barry, and cut down on both. Fennel
and Lome o.
With five mien fighting in a room
not above fifteen feet square, `.he
thing was of necessity over almost
as soon as it started. Barry was the
slightest wounded, taking a bullet
gratingly along his outer thigh
whole a second carried his hat off
his `Had.
Lucy, shaking pitifully and as
white as d'eat'h, her eyes enormous
with horror, stood staring up and
swayed a little and at first could
not speak. Then she cried choking -
1Y, "Barry!" And then she ran and
went down on, her knees over Ken
March, and put her arm's' about him,
calling desperately, "Oh, Ken' Deo,
dear .Ken.! Look at me, Ken!"
"Ken's going to be all rigtrt,
Lucy," he said,. "He's too good a
man for these polecats to kill."
They were still trying to find all
Ken March's .-wounds, to see which
were the worst, when again a rattle
of hoof beats rang out.
They were Red Rock men who
had followed' Ken March when with
sudden inspiration he had stormed
;out of the saloon, calling back to
,them where he was going. At their
fore rode Judge Bli e and Tom
Haveril.
"What's going on here?" demand-
ed the Judge, peering at Barry
through the dark. "What's happen-
?„
"A good deal has happened. We've
got Lucy back but I'm afraid Ken i
pretty badiy hurt."
By this time Ken March was
propped up against the wall, and
Lucy's young arms wore supporting
him. I•Ie tried to tell what had hap-
pened; Lucy finished the tale '.for
him. She said Fennel and Longo
had tricked her ati,t of town, making
her think ghat Ken March had been
shot.
Meta looked at one another, then at
the three who had fought it out with
Barry and Ken March,
Someonecalled from just outside,
near a corner of the cabin: "Here's
a good tree. We a•:.ant another
rope."
Longo was dead, yet they hanged
him up by the neck just the same.
Penner was dying, fast. too, yet he
kicked his Life out alongside Dick
Longo's .limp, gently swaying body.
As for Sarbee, as they dragged him,
he fell to screaming with terror,
begging for this' life.
Barry watched Sarbo'e's face,
hung on his worsts as men dragged
hum out to the tree.
Sarboe screamed "Save me! You
save me, Tom ! "
Tom Haveril struck him in the
faoe. But Sarboe screamed the loud -
err and a new mote got iurto his voice,
like the snarl of a coyote, and Barry-
heard
arryheard his words bubbling out: .
"I'11 talk! I'll tell—"
Barry leaped forward, shouting :
"Let Sarboe •talk! Give him a show
to tell what ' lve knows. There's
somebody else in this--•'
A man dropped' a noose over Sar-
boe's head; it was Tom Haveril's
hand that jerked it tight, stopping
short Sarboe's words and his breath
along with them,
"Looks to me like you were in an
almighty hurry to shut Sarboe's
mouth," said Barry hotly.
Men took their departures. Last to
go was Barry Haveril.
.The cabin was dark; someone had
taken the trouble to blow out the
bight.
With scant hope of findings any-
thing, Barry began ransacking the
place. He stared at the two benches.
"Just alike. One's nailed to the wall,
the other free. 'Why?"
(Continued Next Week)
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Thus he strove to centre .tuheir
interest on .his gold, knowing well
enougt.,that in any case a few hours
would .spread talk of it, But Tom
Hav'eril, srbili, leaning lazily against
the bar, was single -purposed. He
said:
"A whale ago you said you had
a sister here, Lucy Blount, and that
she could settle this."
"Why, so she can!" cried Barry.
"Bueno," nodded Tom Haveril. He
glanicedl about the room. "Suppose a
committee of you' boys goes and puts
tt up to ter? l reckon we'll take her
word.,,
Ken Marci looked at Barry, and
Barry nodded. lhut he had to add:.
"The only trouble is that I don't
know where she is. She dtoesn't deem
to be anywhere in town."
Ain,other man spoke up sharply,
"I seen hes- just a little while ago,
when it was hardly more'n dark. She
was ridin' out o' town. A couple o'
boys was with her. One of 'em was
Dick Longo, that Johnny -come -lately
bhaat'e been nidin' with Sarboe."
Sa'rboe! The name rang bells in
Barry's brain, and thoughts clicked
away like mad, Tom Haveril had
tacitly accused Barry of setting
those wolves on. Lucy; if, Tom Ha-
vetil were Laredo, what more likely
than that , he hdmselftf had" been at
the bottom of the thing? What
next? ' Tom HaveniJ!—Laredo—had
heard Barry say that Lucy Blount
was the one person here who could
identify him!
"This fool trial is postponed," Bar-
ry shouted elan "If you want me
I won't be 'hard to find. If you think
you can stop me now, try it! I'm on
my way to find Lucy Blount."
For once in his Iiife Judge Plus was
uncertain. He startled, to speak, then
held his peaoe. A swift glance Peen
ed between him and Tom Haveril;
the younger men permitted a shadowy
smile. to touch his lips, then shrug-
ged.
"I'm with you Ken," roared Barry
two will be the Judge and the man
who says he's Tom Hawaii."
"If you're the Laredo Kid," said
the Judge sternly, "you won't fest un-
til morning. If you're Barry Haveril
no one's going to lift a hand against
you."
Barry send dryly: "I don't hanker
to peg out 'tonight. You see, boys,
I've got a couple of jobs I'd Like fleet
to flnfisth. One is to nail a certain'
hombee'S hide to my barn door—and
I haven't got any barn yet!— Now
keep inside your iahitrts! I'1'I have
the barn and a few other things- when
I get through With my 'second Job;
that's to (develop a gold mine that's
been waiting for me more than two
ineeinneesseeeniniPt
Barry went straight to his horse.
"A man gets'w+here 'he's going all the
faster when he rides alone," he
grunted to himself, but was nonethe-
lese piqued, at 'March's loss.
Barry, rode slowly, striking into
the North road.
He terms to the first cleanly defin-
ed off-shobtti'ng trail, all but passing
It in She dark,
He had searesly sat t1,lere pon-
dering five mitniurtes when he heard a
furious pounding of hoofs, and a rid-
er came racing out of Red Rock.
"Now, who the devil's that?" be
wondered.
The anis way to find ,out was to
follow. Barry dripped hie spurs and
Shipments of Canadian , silver fox
fare to the United Kingdom amount-
ed to 153,434 pelts, in 1936; 2'3,233 in
1937, and 193,508 in 1938.
P..hey say "meet me at the foun-
tain" is being superseded by "-meet
me at the flag -pole" at the Canadian
National Exhibition. Small wonder
either, because the flag -pole is 187
feet high incidentally it is made
from a single stick of Dopglas fir—
mud stianply couldn't be missed! So
meet your friends at .the flag -pole
this yeas-1—it's well worh an inspec-
tlon.
Cottage cheese is available at
eeeeena:ble p dee; but once does feet
have to dread -cm being able to buy
because a good colttegge cheese may
lie eaadlen ni. d•e in the home from the
dour mirk wthicth the homemaker of.
ten
has ore 'bland diuring the hot wear
ther. One of the Home Economists
of the Marketing Sea-viee, Dominion
Department of Agriculture, has tested
the following recipes and: recommends
them for the summer menu:
Cottage Cheese
2 quarts sour milk
milk.
1 teaspoon salt
Petppee
e eam.
or sour skim -
Ilse only freshly soured, clean flav-
ored! milk. Put the sour milk into a
pan or top of double boiler, and set
over !riot water until in separates in -
;to otir4s end,.whey. Sepairation• takes
plara;.'u hen the milk reaches a tem-
perature of 1fl) to 110 degrees F. The
milk shonlel he stirred occasionally
while it Ls heating. Spread cheese-
cloth over a largeristrainer and drain
the curd on it. When the whey has
diraine,d off. the curd may be washed
by youring cold water over it. Put
the .curds in a bowl, mix well, season
with salt and pepper and moisten
with cream, Thisrecipe makes ap-
proximately 2 cups of cheese.
Health Salad
1 tablespoon gelatine
3 tablespoons cold water
11,4 cups cottage cheese
r/z cup salad; dressing
1 teaspoon salt
11/, cups cucumber, seeded and dic-
ed
2 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 cup grated carrot
1/2 cup green pepper. chopped fine
2 tablespoons, minced on¢on.
Soak gelatine in cold water and dis-
solve over hat water. Mix cheese
ar.d salad dressing. Add salt, sugar,
lemon juice and vegetables. Add dis-
eolved gelatine.. Mould and chill.
Serve on crisp lettuce.
Cotta9e Cheese in Tomato Aspic
2 tablespoons gelatine
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e bef
nage *1i eese by lk'1 til :
01 Arra. Unwind opt .11 itu a
salad Bram.
Cheese Tarts.
11e
1/3 eup and* -
.eup s
2 tablesptroos flour
Pinch of salt
2 egg Yolks
1% cups cottage cheese
2 tablespoons butter •
Juice and grated rind of lemon.
Heat mink. Add sugar, flour and
salt. Cook mdxtune until thick, stir-
ring constantly. Add well beaten egg
yolks and, cook three minutes longer.
Atdd obese, ,butter, lemon juice and
.read. Pour mixture into well baked
tart or pie shells.
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