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The Wingham Times, 1911-01-12, Page 7a, k0 4 A. R Romcormo of Ari4010 to Novelized From Edmund Day's Melodrama ay JOitN MURRAY cod MILLS MILLED • opytight, 1;,:.0, by G. W 1)11)1ndham Co. 1 T_.. os ase4.44.646e4.oeaa:a4o$44i044s• m®•tt 0 4eea,e+oe4.1e. money from Dick," he thought, - evea Jack' sad Echo embraced cliugingly if he dqes owe It to me, and yet if 1 and kislted lingeriugly, "It takes tt refuse it it will be like buying Echo— crazy old song like that to express how 'paying for stepping into Dick's place,' foolish- we lovers are," said Fact:. as Bud expressed it. What to do I "why, 1 feel that I couldout:1:411e the don't know. Well, events will decide." cat, outjnmp the cow, outleage the dog And by this favorite reflection of the and start an elopement that would moral coward Jack Payson marked the lowest depths of his degradation, That afternoon Payson rode to Allen! ifiacienda to see Echo and to sound her' upon her feelings toward Dick Telma. Se wished thoroughly to convince him - pelf that heY_ Jack Payson, heel EOM. to swaiy oyer her heart Perhapi eenetentet dare to pat her love to the • ee.tet and fulfill the trust his friend had jimpceed on him by giving her Dick'i Metter, Payson overtook Polly riding slowll on her way home from Florence. She ?barely greeted him. "Has she mei ;Bud, and has he been scarring me?* lie thought. He checked his pacing ,horse to the half trot, half walk, 01 „Polly's mount and, ignoring her in. ,eivility, began talking to her. "Did you see Bud in Florence?" _ "Yep. Couldn't help it. Him an' Buck McKee are about the whole of :Florence these days." "Too bad about Bud consorting with at rustler. I've bad to fire him for ih„ "Fire him? Well yon are a good 'friend! Talk about men's loyalty! i1 women threw men down that easy you all would go to the bowwows toe fast for us to make dog b snit. Now, `I've settled Buck Matbies bash by iputtin' Slim Hoover Wise to that tongue slittin'.. Oh, I'll brink Bud around, all right, all right, even i1 'men that ought to be his friends go gback on him." "But, Pollykins"— "Don't you girlie me, Jack Payson. I'm a woman, an'. I'm goiu' to be a imarried'nue, too, in spite of all you do !to Bud. Yes, sirree, bob! I've set our eto make a man of him, an' I'll marry Thim to do it if he ,ain't a dollar to his 'name. But money 'd make it lots 'quicker an' easier. He was Savin' .up till he run in with Buck McKee." 1 A sudden thought struck Payson. (,4Here was a way to dispose of Dick ,'.,Lane's money when it came. ", "All right, Mrs. Bud Lane to be. !Promise . not to tell Bud, and througb you I'll soon make good to him many ;times over the foreman's wages he's dost. It's money that's coming from an enterprise that his brother and 1 flwere partners in, and Bud shall have ick's share. He's sore on me now, nd I can't tell him. Besides, he'd ;gamble it away before be got it to �uck McKee. Bnd isn't strictly ethic- i�al in regard to money matters, Polly, Land you must manage the exchequer:' "Gee, what funny big words you use, Oackl But I know what you mean— be's too free handed. Well, he'll bra isavin' as a trade rat until we get oat' !home paid for. An' I'll manage the esker business when we're married. o more poker an' keno for Bud. nk you, Jack. I always knew you square." ;' Polly's sincere praise of his "square. 'peas" was the sharpest thrust possible be Payson's guilty conscience. Well, be resolved to come as near being Square and level as he eonid. He had field half truths to Bud and Polly; he Would present the situation to Echo as * possible though not actual one. If *oily were wrong and Echo loved him t 'ID,. much that she would break the word she pledged to Dick Lane, then I he would confess all, and they would O. what could be done to make it right with the discarded lover. ae Echo, . observing from the window who was Polly's companion, ran out to .track, with a cry of joy. He looked 1neaningly at Polly. She said: "Oh, • give me your bridle! I know bow ninny's a crowd." Jack leaped to the ground and took Echo in his arms, awhile Polly rode off with the horses eo'the corral, singing significantly: ' e'Bpoon. spoon, spoon, -' While the dish ran away with the spoon." ■ f raxi,rlr6a''.z gen „4.• s ortures . All trentinonts failed for three long years—Curocomplete with DPI. CHASE'S OINTMENT. Mrs. Link, 12 Walker St., Halifax, N. S., whites: r' After three .years of mieernhlo torture and sleepless 'nights e. ,with terrible eczema, and after trying ever a dozen remedies without obtain- anything but slight temporary relief) T have. been perfectly and -entirely tared by Dr, Chemise Ointment. After tie third nr fourth ttTPlicftiorlof•this ?'-Atilt element I, °beetled ;telief,and :t few bores were snit eicnt to make a thorough etre. It is sire months dine°• t- atria freed of this wretched skin die. ease, and as there bus been n0 return of Fria trouble -I eonsider the cure a penin. vont one." Peet e11res ere not brought about by ins desire wattto ire eately mari'letto i ',it:thiortee are,. Isnbslp !ntee?r.I. nth fot.•`ti . Ointnterfjt. Ike is.� therefOi .- 'Pueho Alien ottYt ee tare inevitalilli'Te- • teuentety {err nn••t,n be t,nrtatn, tbst. She tura of he!fi. :over, lea; r•..it and fiilnlret ut'e of ,A. W. ketone`, Tool that 1 waif bot o ask her `One 1):, the fslntnns Receipt Took autlter,., merge gtiestket. WOdlet she brgive her a 'in the box yell bey. ,60 de. It bee, hnaben d ,wirerre she would" not forgive Ft i,it deniers nr Ldtnanson Pates is Co., bet levet? ''WEat will the think of Me7 Droner), 1,Vritc for a free copy' of *be* all, fe dldcbve'trec'l, ar it cutely Ilharle'il Ttccipe'. *titbit? Weli.1intittnkeMT amino. knock the performance of the table ware as silly as—well, as I am talking now. I'm living in a dream—a mid- summer night's dream such as you were reading to me." "The lunatic, the lover and the poet," quoted Echo suggestively. Dusk was falling. From the bunk house rose the tinkling notes of a Mandolin. After a few preliminary chords the player, a Mexican, began a love song in Spanish. The distant chimes of mist sion bells sound- ed softly on the evening air. Jack and Echo sat down upon the steps of the piazza. Jack con- tinued the strain of his thought, but in a more serious vein: ' "Echo, 'I'm so happy that I am frightened." "FrightenedT' she asked won- deringly. A lavesonptnSpamsh. "Yes, scared— downright scared," he answered. "I reckon I'm Iike an Indian. An Indian doesn't believe it's good medicine to let the gods know he's big happy, for there's the thunder bird"— "The thunder bird?" "The evil spirit of the storm," con- tinued Jack. "When the thunder bird hears a fellow saying he's big happy he sends him bad luck." Echo laid her hand softly on the mouth of her sweetheart. "We won't spoil our happiness, then, by talking about it. We will just feel it—just be She laid her head upon Jack's knee. He placed his arm lightly, but pro- tectingly, over her shoulder. They sat In silence listening to the Mexican's love song. Finally Jack bent over and 'whispered gently in her ear: "Softly, so the thunder bird won't hear, Echo, tell me you love mo; that you love only me; that you will always love me; no matter what shall happen; that you ,never loved until you lowed me." ° Who sat tmrlcht with a start. "What do you mean?' she exclaimed. "O! coarse I love you and you only, but the future and the past are beyond' our control. Unless you know of some- thing that is goingto happen which may mar our loveyour question is silly, not at all like your Mother Goose nonsense—that was clear. And, as for the past, you mean Dick Lane." "Yes, I mean Dick Lane," confessed Payson in a subdued tone. "1 am jealous of him -that is, of even his memory." 'That isnot like Jack Payson. What has come over you? It is the shadow of your thunder bird. You know what my feeling was for Dick Lane and what it is, for it remains the same, the only difference being that now I know it never was love. Even if it were, be is dead, and 1 love you, Jack—yon alone. Ob, how you shame me by forcing me to speak of such things! I have tried to put poor Dick out of my mind, for every time I think of him it is with a wicked joy that he is dead, that he cannot come home to claim me as his wife. Oh, Jack, Jack, I didn't think it of year' And the girl laid her face within her hands on her lover's knee and burst tato a fit of sobbing. Jack Payson Shut his teeth. "Well, since I have lowered myself so far in your esteem and since your mind is already Sinning against Dick Lane we might as well go on and set- tie this matter. I promise I will not mention it again. But I, too, have troubles of the mind. I am as I am, and you ought to know it. I said I was jealous of Dick Tan's memory. It is more. I ain jealous of Dick Lane himself~ ' If he should return, would you leave me and go with him—as his wile?" ' Again she sat upright. By a strong effort she controlled her sobbing. '"The man I adniired does not de- serve an answer, but the child he bas provedhimse if to be and Whom T can- not help loving shall have.: it. Yes; if Dick Lane returns true to his promise I shall be 'true to mine:" She arost and went into the :house. Payson rode homeward through the sterllght COiisumed by torturing Jeal- otter. Ile no* had no thought of ten - tiding in aim Allen. lie regretted that he had touched to dangerously near the • subleet of Disk tenet ?entre In talkfag to Bnd and Polly. His burn- `arl'!h; w ii't'ariillAt T1, , J,tNU1 RT 12, liai* Events will decide." On Ma return to Sweetwater ranch he put the place in charge of his new foreman, Sagebrush Charley, and went out to a htuliting cabin he had built , itt the Tortilla mountains, Here he fought the problem over with his con, science-aed, his selfishness wee, He returned, fix hi reed, ed in his decision to sup- press. Dick Laae's letter and to go ahead with the marriage, • CHAPTER IV.. TDING bard into Florence from Sweetwater raneb, Bud Lane hunted up Buck McKee at bis favorite gambling joint and 1n a white heat of indignation informed him in detail of everything that bad passed between Payson and himself. At once McKee inferred that the writ- er of the letter was none other than Dick , Lane. Realizing that Payson was already informed of his villainy and that in a very short time Dick Lane himself would make his appear- ance on the Sweetwater, the, half breed concluded to make a bold move while he yet retained the confidence of Bud, "'Bud," he said, "I know the man who is sendin' the money to Payson. It's Dick, •yer brother." "But," stammered Bud, his brain whirling, "but if that's so you lied about the Apaches killing him—and you—why, you—must have been the renegade, the devil who tortured pros- pectors." "Why, Bud, Dick never wrote all (bat dime novel nonsense about thhl man who stood by him to—well, not the very last, fer Dick has managed somehow to pull through. Probably fie wuz saved by the rurales that wuz chasin' the band that rounded us up. No; it's Pay ire Jack Payson, that made up• that reeejvv lles jes' to keep you away from ner tee man that wuz last with Dick, an' so may get on to Jack's game an' block it." "Game! What game?" asked Bud, ilewndered. "Why, you told me it yerself _to merry Dick's girl an' live on Dick's hard earned money." "But Dick borrowed the three thou- sand of .Tack," objected Bud. ' Well, the dollars he borrowed stave:• all gone, hain't they? And the money he's sendin' back Dick dug out uv the ground by hard' work, didn't het Leastaways, Payson hadn't ort to use the: money to rope in Dicks girl. It ort to be kep' from him, anyhow, till Dick comes on• the ground his own self. Tbltt 'd hold tip the weddin', all right, If I know Josephine. It 'd be ease to steer her into refusin' to let Echo go into a mortgaged home." Simple minded Bud readily accepted the wily half breed's explanations and Surmises and fell into the trap he was preparing. This was to hold up the express agent and rob him of the mon- ey Payson was expecting. on securing g which it was elcleee's intention to flee the country before Dick Lane returned to denounce ham. To ascertain just when the money came into the agent's hands anis to nct as'a cover in the rob- bery Itseif an accomplice was needed. For this purpose no man in all the Sti•eetwater region was better adapted than Buri Lane. Frank and friendly with every one, he would be frosted by the most suspicious and cautious official in Pinal county. The fact that he had chosen Buck McKee as an as- sociate had already. gone far to re- habilitate this former "bad man" in the good graces of the ,community. Under cover of this friendship McKee hoped to escape suspicion of any. kind In the homicide he contemplated. For it was murder—foul, unprovoked murder—that was in the black sons of the half breed. He intended to in- criminate. Bud so deeply as ,to put it beyond all thought that he would con- fess. • Young Lane, passionately loyal to his brother, was ready for. anything that would delay Payson's marriage to Echo Allen. Together';;vith the wild joy that Sprang up- iri,his heart cit the thought that his brother Was alive was intwined a violent hatred against his former employer. In the fierce tur- bulence within his soul, generated by the meeting of these great emotions, he was impelled to enter upon a mad debauch, in which McKee abetted and joined him. Filling up on bad whisky, they rode through the streets of Florence yell- eiele Yeiils4 a Ottgotten heir tau lit wormy when. Wit Adikeditliabt their tiring like crazy men, It was 'Wile they were engaged in this spectacular exhibition of horsemanship, gun play and vocal!- nation that Bud's sweetheart rede into town to execute some eommissiOnsin preparation for Ecbo Allen's •wedding, Already "blue" over' the thought that her own wedding was far in the dim future, poor Polly was east into the depths of despair and disgust by the drunken riot lu which her prospective husband was indulging with bey par• ocular aversion, the cruel, calf tortur. the half breed, McKee. Thorpugbly mortified,s li e sof e outtown b a side steet and moodily rode back to Allen Hacienda. After the debauch was over and the merry, mad devil of nervous excite - Ment was succeeded by the brooding demon of nervous depression McKee broached to Bud the idea of robbing the express agent of the money. coin• ing to Payson. This fell in readily with the young man's revengeful mood, and he unreservedly placed him self under the half breed's orders. In accordance with these, Bled hung about the railroad station a great deal, cultivating the friendship of Terrill, the agent, "Ole Man" Terrill, as he was called, although he 'was a vigor- ous igorous specimen of manhood on the under side of sixty, was ticket and freight agent, express messenger and tele- graph operator—in fact, the entire bu- reau of transportation and communica• tion—at Florence station. Bud frankly told him he was .out of a job and had indeed decided, in view of his coming marriage, to give up horse wrangling for some vocation of a more elevating character. So Terrill let him help about the station, chiefly in the clerical work. While so engaged Bud learned that a package valued at $3,000 was expected upon a certain train, Al- though no consignee was mentioned, the fact that the amount tallied exact- ly with the sum Payson was expect- ing caused him to conclude it was Dick's repayment of his loan. Ac- cordingly he informed McKee that the time they -Were awaiting bad arrived. Florence had grown up as a settle- tiient about a spring of water some cite before the advent of the railroad. Builders of the line got into trouble with the inhabitants and in revenge located the station half a mile away from the spring, thinking new settlers would come to them. In this they were disappointed. The point was an isolated one and the station a deserted spot between trains. Eastward and westward the single track of railroad drifted to shimmer- ing points on the horizon. To the south dreary wastes of sand glistening white under the burnished sun and crowned with clumps of grayish green sagebrush stretched to an encircling rim of hills. Cacti and yucca pains broke the monotony of the roll of the plains to the uplands. Sahuaros towered over the low sta- tion, which was built in the style of the old Spanish missions. Its red roof flared above the purple shadows cast by its walls. In the fathomless blue above a buzzard sailed majestically down an air current and hovered mo- tionless over the lonely outpost of civi- lization. Within the station a telegraph sound- er chattered and chirruped. "Ole Man" Terrill was at the instrument 1liss du- ties were over for the forenoon, tie eastbound express, which, with th westbound, composed the only train that traversed that section of the roar each day, having arrived and departel a half hour before, and he had cut i1 on the line to regale himself with tie news of the world. But there was dearth of thrilling events such as bi rude. soul delighted in. The Apacls uprising that was feared had not take place. Colonel Hardie of Il'ort Gran had the situation well in hand. Th nihilists were giving thele latest cza a breathing spell. No new prizefighte had arisen to wrest the championshii of the world from John L. Sullivan, whl had put all his old rivals "to sleep.' "Ole Man" Terrill proceeded to folloe their example. Ile had been- up lap Caught a Cold Which Ended in a Severe Attack of Pneumonia. Too much stress cannot be had op the fact that when a- person catches cold it must be attended to immediately, or serious results ere liable to OW. Broncl ibs,, neumonra and nsump- tion are allcaused by neglecting to' tura the simple cold.' Mrs. R. W. Bowman, Pattnilo, Ont,, writes:—"Three years ago x `caught * cold which ended in a severe attack of Pneumonia. Since that time -et the beginning of each winter T seen to catch cold very easily. I have been so hoarse 1 was linable to Speak loud enough' ±0 be heard stress the room. Lkst 'winter, however, a friend advised me to try Dr. Wood's Norway rine Syrup, saying it had helped her. I bought a bottle and before it was half used/ was 'completely cured, X also find it a good medicine for the children when they have colds." ' Beware of the many imitations of Dr. Wood's Norway fine Syrup. Ask for "Dr, 'Wood's" and insist on getting what you ask for. Itis put up in it, yellow wrapper; three pine trees the trade !mark; the price; 2S cents. Manufeettued Only 1fy The T. lftbeanr 14004 Yetoet the night before at a poker gawo. X11 head fell forward with a jerk. Arouses by the shock, he glanced drowsil: about him. Heat waves danced be fore the open. window. Deep silence hung over his little world. Again hi eyelids closed, his bead dropped, ..me t-towly he slipped into sleep, Tragedy cdy was approaching hiw now but not along the wire, Down an ar royo, oe "draw" (the dry bed of awe ter course), that wound in a detour around the town of Florence and de pouched into the open plata near tie station, crept two men in single file each leading a horse. They were Bud AieKee and Bud Lane, who had ridder. portb freak the town that morning witi the declared purpose of going to Buck't old raneb, the Lazy I. They had Or tied about the town, timing their ar rival at the station a little after the de partnre ofthe train which was ex pected to bring Dick Lane's money. McKee emerged first from the mutt of the draw. He wore a coarse flan eel shirt, loosened at the throat. About his neck was a handkerchief. His rid. Ing overalls were tucked into higt boots with Spanisli heels andlong spurs. A Mexican hat with a bead band topped a head covered watt coarse black hair, which he inherited from his Cherokee mother. Save for the vulture floating high in air not . a living thing was in sight With the caution of a coyote McKee crept to the station door and peered blinkingly through the open door into the room. The cbange from the daz• ?ling light without to the shaded he terior blinded him for a moment. Ha heard the heavy breathing of the sleep- er before he saw him. Returning to -the mouth of the an royo, McKee motioned to bis compare. ion to bring cut the horses. When this was done the two men cinched the sad. dies and made every preparation for sudden flight. Lane • and the horses remained outside the station behind a freight car on a siding, while McI{ea stole softly through the open door to "Ole Man" Terrill's side. (To be Continued), 1NII111NIIIINI11N11NNINNIIIINNI1111111111N1WINKI NN11Nl ,x TR'llft((ioduniriiit ,pmNm il I. to Il, nIm I 0, uu,y,L egetablePreparationforM- siuiilating the -Food al:liReguta- Ling thefo Qmarhsandiiowelsof Promotes Digestion,Cheerful- r nessandilest.Contains ieith,er. ip� piu i,Noritine nor M irral NOT :' ABc 41TIC. ,hope ofPldIar•&fM72'ZPfi Ei? i'u.'21J4 Srcl- Rnrermint - lig ad. 4414G1.al.I Km: .reed } Aperfect'Remedy forConstipa- tion , Sour Stou'act .Diarrhoea, Worms ,Convu,.::tonss,►'everish- ncss a;:lt LOSS OF W j. iEP FacSimae Signature of • NEW YORK. rpt, ry -met , ii For CASTORIA Infanta ta orifi irhiltireT2. 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