New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 14, 1923, Page 11

v COPYRIGH™ 1923 BY NE.A SEAVICH: INC BEGIN HERE TODAY Dick ‘Acklin,big boss of the Double |, A ranch, plots.with Buck Badine, new owner of the old Websterplace, to rob the Basques in Paradise Valley of thelr water supply. Jose ‘Arrascada, leader of the Basque gente, is owner of the Rancho Buena Vista and father of Mercedes, Esteban a%d little blind Basllio, Blaze Kildare, new arrival In Paradise Valley, hires out to the Double A, He becomes friendly with Mercedes and Basilio, NOW GO ON WITH THI: STORY Kildare's horse had not moved from the spot where Blaze had dropped the rein. He held his head erect, ears expectant, Blaze whistled so low that Mer- cedes barely heard it, Instantly the horse came to him and allowed the girl to stroke his head. Blaze lifted Basilio into the empty saddle. "He'e safe up there,”” he assured her, ““My Man likes children.” ‘The hoof-beat of a horse being driven at furious speed interrupted them. Mercedes got to her feet and took Basiflo out of ihe saddie, “This will be my brother Esteban,’ The oncoming horse splashed through the water, covering hem with a mist of silver spray. On his back sat Esteban, a thin, wiry nar- row-hipped youth, He leaped to the ground and, staring inimically at Blaze, launched into a tirade of ex- citable Spanish. The girl saw that he was upget and tried to restrain him. “Callar!” she cried. you gone mad?" Blaze had a fair smattering ‘of Bpanish and of the universally under- stood Mexican idioms which the Basques had adopted, but he was un- able to follow the rapid words Iiste- ban continued to shower upon his sister. He did ‘catch the reiterated el agua (water), and 'cequia madre (mother-ditch). It meant only one thing. The Basques dtd suspect their danger. When her brother had finished, Mercedes tried to teil him that Blaze was a stranger and to explain how he had helped Basilio and her. Lste- ban thanked Blaze with some show of gratitude. He swung into his saddle and caught the child up beside him. Mercedes got on Capitan's back. With Esteban leading the burro, they started off. " CHAPTER VI. The New Hand Stretched out around the tiny fire in the willows, heads pillowed on their saddles, the four men waited. The long twilight was over. Skip yawned and got to his fet. “Late enough,” he sighed. “The moon’s up. Let's go!” In Indian file they left the shelter of the trees. - Half an hour later they .forded the Little Washoe and Leld north for the dry wash of the ‘Webster. 5 Skip held up his hand. “That fringe of dead willows marks the wash, Kildare. Melody, you side him easy always. Better let him stick around Rebel Creek. least likely place for any one to come through. Chet will trail me, r hand out around the Winnemucca wroad, If we have any trouble, it'll : be there—freighter or somethin’. 1'll - drop Chet about half-way over." He turned to Chet. “You and Melody keep in touch with each other. You can sce a .. long ways in this light. . Come on!" He wheeled his horse and loped off L after the receding Chet, Blaze and Melody jogged on. They rode into Elaze snapped thumb. “Take a squint at this Melody. Is that Bodine?” Melody shook his head. He took the photograph in his own hands. “Nope,” he repeated. “Nature didn’t spare him any either did she?” he chuckled. “No! dine I8 tall and wiry. of the Big Boss.” Ten minutes later they Rebel Creek. Melody lay drink his fill for the night. Blaze got out of his saddle. A rock for ‘a back-rest, he sat in the “Hush! Have a match little arroyo. with his picture, About the size came down to ATHER had planned a brilliant future for him. Mother’s high |; hopes for his success were sup- m m by her everlasting But fl”t. was lbl:litter di;lp- was outdis- mmtmeed steadily by hinchlglmun was dull, listless all the time, “‘felt sick” most of the time, never had m play nor ambition for Father had about given him up. Poor mother’s heartstrings were nearing the breaking point. Evi- dently, it was not to be. ‘Then an old friend of the family ~a man ul in sense —came to the boy'srescue, h ‘oday, the father is proud of the boy who is indeed a joy to his mother. It was simply a case of poor di- gestion, sluggish liver and consti- N pation ually dulling the senses | § and poisoning the system. . 1t's the | This fellow Bo- to| shelter of the wilows and smoked, Time after time he met Melody In the arroyo, Nothing happened to break the monotony of their vigil, The moon rode high, Blaze knew it was nearing midnight, Innumer- able clgarettes had parched his throat. - When he reached the creek agaln he got down to drink; but the water, which had been so clear and cold was muddy to taste. He struck & match, He could see that his tongue had not deceived him, Somes one had crossed the stream above him. Ten seconds later man and horse picked their way upstream. Blaze figured he had come half a mlle or more when My Man stumbled. Any bhut a Western horse would have been down, He slid to the ground, rife In hand, and went on, knowing his horse would be waliting there if he returned. Another hundred yards and he stopped. Was it the fallacious breath of the night wind or his own FLAT ON ALL, FOURS HE CRAWLED TO THE MESA'S ' RIM, ;‘;‘:‘\UTIO(’SLY HE PEERED -OVER 5 /] ears that had deceived him into hear- ing the sound of shod steel grating on rock and gravel? Intently he Iis- tened . . a pause . . and then, ¢lear and unmistakable, it came agafn. I7lat .on. all fours he crouched as he crawled to the mesa’s rim. He was twenty feet above the water, Cautiously He peered over. His breath stopped. Right below him seven men tolled in the water. Rebel Creek was being dammed! The vagrant night wind eddying on the canon wall laid heavy hands on his sombrero and sent it sailing down upon the heads of the “men below. The weight of the little gun inside the hat made it drop like a shot. A surprised volce retreated from its blow. Kildare knew he was dis- covered. Cries of rage and anger came up to him. His rifle crawled out bevond the crest, black and omi- nous to those below. “Freeze where you are,” he cried. With his left hand he drew his six- gun and fired three shots that would bring Melody and Chet rushing to his side, | In an incredibly short time Melody dashed across the mesa, He saw Kil- dare with rifle to his shoulder, “What is it?” he said huskily. | “Come here and see.” “That's pretty, ain’t it?" Melody growled, “Say, who ir hell are you fellows? There was no mistaking the voice that rolled up in answer to the red- hafred gne's question. It was Mor- row's. He was thoroughly angry. “Mclody,” he roared, “who's that fool | NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, SATURDAY, FixThat Cold Today I would rather preserve the health of a nation than beils vuler—MUNYON, Thousands of people are suffering with coldstoday, Tomorrow they may beprostratewif nlpg‘.oormumlu. An ounce of prevention is worth a- gaund of cure, Get a 26c bottle of unyon’s Cold Remedy at the nearest drug store. This bottle may be con- veniently carried in the vest pocket. If you are not satisfled with the effects of the remedy, send us your empty bottle and we will refund your money. Munyon's Cold Remedy will speedily bna‘ up sll forms of colds and pre- vent grippe and pneumonia. Itchecks discha of the nose and eyes, stops allays inflammation and fever, and tones up the systent. MUNYON'S, Scranton, Pa. P e —————— Blaze and Melody . eyghanged glancas, ¥ “It's me, Kildare,” the formr shot back, “I didn't know I was making you sit so nice and pretty.” The two men rode away together. Melody shook his head, “I had it sized up about right, I guess,” “ Did you recoqnlze the others?" “Sure! Bodine's crowd. The big fellow was Bodine's. The Batalla grande is about to begin.” The weary-eyed Kildare waited out the hours. A drop.of rain splashed against his face, Acklin, Bodine, and the solemn-eyedCash laughed aloud. Every dropof rain was -as manna from heaven.™ It was the last touch needed to make their work as flawless as the black art of the devil. It was long after.seven when Blaze saw Cash and Bodine ride intp sight. The boys rode up at that Instant, closely followed by the heaving wagon. Cash jogged over to see it safely across the creek. Bodine offered Blaze a cigarette. Cash joined them, and he and Bo- dine went on. Blaze ambled over to where Widget was going through the motions that meant breakfast for him. The new hand was looked over by ‘the boys, and, with the free- masonry of the cow-country was given a nod and a greeting. _Having eaten his fill, Blazé crawled under the wagon to sleep. The sun ‘was out and riding high by the time the four men headed for home. Half a mile east of the creek they met the fencing gang. There was no lost motion here. Noon- time brought Blaze to the Bull's Head. Melody had been silent for an hour, but as they tramped up the stairs, the uearness of a comfortable bed awak- ened life within him. In a mourn- ful voice he bawled one of his saddest numbers: T lost my watch, I lost my ring, T lost my wife And everything; Oh, T got had Ine* Oh, I . The agony of Acklin to the Jdoo man. “That you, Kildar: he asked. “Step in here a minute.” The cut of Kildare's fighting jaw, his poise, brought w his new and his calm, unemotional eyes told | Acklyn plainer than words that here was a4 buzz-saw when aroused; a man without excuses, hard-peaded, and at his best when unbossed. “Kildare,” he began, “Cash says he fancies you. I've rarely ever found him mistaken, We're going to have trouble in the valley from now on. I want you to know where I stand. 1 &sk no man to do for me what I wouldn’t do myself. It's the rule on which this ranch is run. My father once said to me: ‘I hate orders and the giving of them, but sometimes they are necessary. And the man who can't take them without asking why is no fit man to have' I've STAY AWAKE AND CRY - DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OOH HUM, I'M SLEEPY! GUESS BABIES SLEEP ALL DAY SO THEY CAN ALL NIGHT SAY GUZZ- WAKH ME. M- A SE BN COPS gso”&m DAY PAKE A HIT WITH TS BRBN - S never found anything but wisdom in those words." “I guess I understand you, Blaze stated, “I am glad you do" Acklyn replied, ““You get some sleep now, 'l eall you about five, 1 want you to go into Paradise tonight, just to hear the news, You're a stranger; you'll be vafe, 1 want to know what the talk 1. I'll have a message for Bodine, tco. No trouble finding the place,” CHAPTER VIL Tuscarora Prophesios Blaze reined up in front of Chase's store, The post office was located there, ‘ Benavide's ‘place was down the street several doors, A small crowd stood before. it. Half an hour ago these DIasques™ excitable lke all Southern races, had been nolsy enough, They were glum now and silent only because they had talked themselves out, The loss of the water had been dis- covered before noon. Several of them, Esteban Included, had ridden up the creek to find the cause. They had not gone far before they ran into the Double A wire. Brother Jones had been walting on the other elde of it. He was hardly hospitable, alr," (Continued in Our Next Issue) VOICES-IN THE AIR KA (Westinghouse—East Pittsburgh). Saturday. April 14, 1923 6 p. m~—Organ recital from the Cameo Picture Theater, Pittsburgh. Howard R. Webb, organist at “The Giant Wurlitzer." 7 p. m,—"One-day Automobile Trip and Road Conditions.” Courtesy Pitts- burgh Automobile~ club. Current events. | 7:156 p. m.—One-act play by School of Drama, Carnegie institute of tech- nology, Pittsburgh, Pa. 7:45 p. m.—The visit to the little folks by the dreamtime lady. 8 p. m.—Boy's features, furnished by the J. C. Bennett Co. Pittsburgh, Pa. §:15 p. m.—Special talk to boys. 8:30 p. m.—Concert by the Mones- sen Volunteer Firemen’s band under the direction of W. B. Laird. Sunday, April 15, 1923 10:45 a. m.—Bervices of the First Presbyterian church, Pittsburgh, Rev. Maitland Alexander, minister. 2:30 p. m.—Bible story for the children by Rev. W. A. Logan, pastor of Alpha Lutheran church, Turtle Creek, Pa. 2:46 p. m.—Address by Dr. L. 8. Mudge of Philadelphia. Stated clerk of the general assembly of the Pres- byterian church. 8 p. m.—Sacred concert. 4 m.—Organ recital by Dr. Charles Heinroth, organist and musi- cal director of the Carnegie institute, Pittsburgh. 4:45 p. m.—Vesper services of the Shadyside Presbyterian church, Pitts- burgh. Rev. Hugh Thompson Kerr, pastor. 7:456 p. m.—A special service for sailors and seamen by Rev. E. J. Van Etten of Calvary Episcopal church, Pittsburgh. Wiz (Westinghouse—Newark.) Saturday | [ 7 p. m.—"Uncle Wiggily stories” by| Howard R. Garis, author. 8:30 p. m.—Program to nounced later. 9:56 p. m.—Arlington time signals, weather forecast. be an- Sunday 10:30 a. m.—Musical program. 11 a. m.—Morning service from West End Presbyterian church, Am- sterdam avenue and ¥05th street, Noew | York city. Sermon by Rev. A. Ed-| win Keigwin, D.D. Sacred music ses lections by the children’s mixed choir | of 110 voices under direction of Miss| Maleva Harvey, organist, also by the| APRIL 14, 1923, When a girl too young to wed and unaccompanied lands at Ellis Island she is usually retu came. But immigration author rned to the country whence she ities broke precedent for Phyllis Curtis, 17, of Wales, when she said she was going to Nanticoke, Pa., to live with her sweetheart’s parents until she is old enough to marry. mixed quartet: Willard Ward, bar} tone; Lotta Madden, soprano; Jane Crawford Eller, alto and Easton Ken tenor. 3:40 p. m.~—"Poems" Morgan. by Angela 4:10 p. m.—Concert by Erna Korn, contralto and Hedy Spielter, pianiste. 6:30 p. m.—Readings and records from the Bubble Books that Sing. 7 p. m.—"Coming Events Cast Their Shadows Before—What Present World Shadows Augur,” a 15-minute an- alysis and interpretation by the New York Times annalist. 7:15 p. m.~—Estey organ recital di- rect from the Estey auditorium, New York. 8 p. m,~—"Visby—Enchanted City of the World,” by Wirt Barnitz, world traveler, 8:15 p. m.—Concert by Frances Cal- low, harpist. 8:45 p. m.—Concert by Waldorf As- toria Symphenic orchestra. Ointment on end of finger. in five minutes with Cuticura Soap and herer Bony Lic. Olntmert 3 and t0¢. Taicum te T Cutlcure Soap shaves without mus., 10:01 p. m.—~Concert by Myron Watkins, tenor from the west. [ WBZ | | (Westinghouse-Springfield) | Saturday | 7:30 p. m.—Bedtime story. . | 17:45 p. m.—"Literary Evening, Un- | der the Evening Lamp,” from the | Youth’s Companion. 8 p. m.—Concert by Mrs. Bertram ‘G. Anderson, soprano; Miss Priscilla | Paradis, " violin; Y¥vonne Bougeron, pianist, | L Ty WGI (American Radio & Research Corp., Medford Hillside, Mass.) Saturday 6:15 p. m,—Condition of Massa- | chusetts highways furnished by the Automobile Legal association. | 6:30 p. m.—DBoston police reports. Amrad bulletin board. 6:45 p. m.—Code practice, lesson No. 36. Sunday | 4 p. m.—Twiiight program. 1. Con- |cert by Mestella M. Daniels, pianist; Luigl Lepore, dramatic tenor; Miss Mabel Sweetzer, soprano; George A. | Craig, reader. 2. “Adventure Hous' conducted by Youth’'s Companion. 8:30 p. m.—Massachusetts Federa- tion church service conducted by Frank 8. Holmes, executive secretary |of American relief committee for Russian children. Address “The Children of Russia.” l WEAF J’ (American Tel. and Tel. Co, N. Y.)! | | 7:30 p. m.—Concert by the Royal Male quartet. Violin recital by Jacob Gegna. 9 p. m.—Concert by the orchestra of the Music School Settiement, con- gisting of 30 young artists. BALLOONIST HONORED, | St. Louls, April 14.—(Associated | Press.)—The Swiss Aero club has| awarded a silver trophy to H. E.| Honeywell, of this city, who finished | second in the Gordon Bennett balloon | race from Geneva last August. The | trophy represents a balloon surmount- | ed by an American eagle. | The Stork’s Bill fper Rub you will feel FATHER JOHNS MEDICINE 20 YEARS FOR ACROBAT WHO MURDERED ACTRESS Van Alstine Shot Performer, Who Had Been Seen At Fox's, For Jilting Him New York, April 14.—Harold Van Alstine, 24, a vaudeville acrobat of 102 West Forty-elghth street, who shot and mortally wounded Miss Ma- rian MacLaren, 30, of Philadelphia, & member of the “Five Musical Mac- lLarens,” in a restaurant at 461 Eighth avenue, on the night of January 12 and then attempted suiclde, pleaded gullty to murder in the second degree vesterday before Judge Mulqueen in general session, He was sentenced from twenty years to life at hard la- bor in Sing Sing. Van Alstine had followed Miss Mac- Laren about the country after she broke her engagement with him. The night of the tragedy he followed her from the stage door of a theater, after a final attempt at reconciliation, and shot her and her brother, Hugh, as they sat in the restaurant. The broth- er recovered. The MacLarens appeared at Fox's theater here only a few weeks before the tragedy. Marry on 13th After Romance of 13th Year Washington, D. C., April 14.—F¥i. day the 13th was the lucky day Miss Jamie Holcombe Hearin and Mr. Grant Miles Simon selected for their wedding after a romance of thirteen vears standing. They were married yesterday in the Bethlehem chapel of the Washington Cathedral. Miss Hearin is the daughter of Mrs, James Burton Reynolds of Washington. Mr. Simon i{s a Philadelphia architect. An informal reception for relatives and close friends followed the ceremony, after which the couple left for New York to start for Europe on their honeymoon. On their return in the autumn they will live in Philadelphia. RED PEPPER HEAT STOPS BACKACHE. The heat of red peppers takes the ‘“ouch” from a sore, lame back. It can not hurt you, and it certainly ends the torture at once. When you are suffering so you can hardly get around, just try Rep Pep- per Rub, and you will have the quickest relief known. Nothing has such concentrated, penetrating heat as red peppers. Just a8 soon as you apply Red Pep- the tingling heat. In three minutes it warms the sore spot through and through. Pain and soreness are gone, Ask any druggist for a jar of Rowles Red Pepper Rub. Be sure to get the genuine, with the name Rowles ¢n each package. e —— FOX’S STARTING SUNDAY JACKIE COOGAN IN “DADDY” Whether You Are 5 Years Old or 100 Years Young, Don’t Miss The Treat of the Year. BY ALLMAN BiLL FOR MiLK Y BEG YOUR_PRROON, S0ME M195= | WAS SIMPLY SINGING —-UNG TO MNYELF SRILNG 3 n BiLL FROM NURSE § BY SWAN K d