New Britain Herald Newspaper, June 14, 1929, Page 29

Synopsis: Marked cards “in a for a human life! Alex Peterson learns froh Furio that Joo Lundy had used marked cards in the poker game which held the life of Peterson's brother as its stake. He feturns to Lundy's office and ac- uses him. Lundy's bullet misses but ."..A terfific explosion—tons of shat Peterson shoots Lundy in the head. Jn the upréar of the saloon, the shots are not heard and Peterson eacapes unseen. He rushes to his mine intending to flee with Jerry, his brother. Jerry does not answer his calls and in the tunnel Peter- son stumbles over his brother’s body. Chapter 41 THE FINAL GESTURE , 1 had expected some such climax as this; and as Jerry's voice faded out again we found-ourselves 1ook- ing at one another with melancholy eyes. He began again. “Dad found a bit of candle in one ©f his pockets. He struck another match and lighted the candle. As the match touched the ground fire spurted up and sizzled for a moment. Dad said he supposed a little powder had been spilled by one of the mine Bands. “Holding the candle, dad knelt by the body. Uncle Jerry's face had a fierce, intent look on it. The wound was around the heart. Dad's other gold-mounted pistol lay beside the body. Near it was a copy of the Tor- ridity newspaper. “Dad turned the cylinder of the EVERY HAT A 'DISHIVCH VE MODEL— IN SMART SUMMER FELTS WHITE . . MAIZE . , ORCHID . . SHELL PINK THINK OF IT! RIGHT AT THE BEGINNING OF SUMMER YOU HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY TO SAVE—SO MANY STYLES AND COL- ORS THAT YOU’RE SURE TO FIND THE HAT YOU WANT. NOWHERE WILL YOU FIND SUCH ATTRACTIVE HATS LARGE AND SMALL HEADSIZES OTHER WHITE FELTS in LARGE HEADSIZES revolver. One cartridge had been discharged. He went to the door with the light. The key he had pushed under the door was where he had”left it. He was quite sure what had happened. Uncle Jerry had concluded dad wouldn't be able to do anything for him and killed him- | tered rock had sealed the. tomb, self. His despondency had been ural, but it' hadn't occurred to dad that he'd take his own life. “Uncle Jerry was nearer to him than any one else—he hadn't any one else, then. Those few minutes by Uncle Jerry in that tunnel became the keystone of the life he'd yet to live. He talked to the ° body as if Uncle Jerry were listening. “‘Why did you do it, son? . . . Didn't' T tell $ou I'd get you out? Dad blamed himself for taking Uncle Jerry to Torridity. ‘It wasn't any place for a kid like you. I failed you all along. . . . I'm through, son. I'm pulling out tonight. Maybe some day I'll feel you've forgiven me." “He began to think about giving Uncle Jerry decent burial. But where should he put him? He could never bring himself to work the mine again and as Uncle Jerry had chosen to die in It why not make ft his tomb? If Lundy's heirs found the transfer, he'd negotiate for the pro- perty. | “Dad had started to get up when | the light flashed on the small blade |of Uncle Jerry's knife. There was la stub of indelible pencil beside it. AT THIS LOW PRICE —LARGE MILANS and HAIR HATS............ D_BULLETS The peuncil suggested a note and he picked up the newspaper. There ‘wasn't any writing on it, but he no- ticed that part of the top of the back sheet had been torn off. Dad went through Uncle Jerry's pockets, fully expecting to find the missing scrap of paper with some word for him on it. “There was no scrap of writing either on the body or-near it. Bit- terly disappointed, he placed the knife on the newspaper. “Dad got up, thinking of Dillon. Queer, his going off like that, he re- flected. There was another queer thing. too, that wound in Jerry's cheat. Suicides usually fired at their heads. “Dismissing these thoughts, dad huried outside. To do what he had in mind would take some little time and he hadn't a moment to spare. The town was still quiet. Dad look- ed up at the overhang. It was some 200 feet high, dad said, 100 feet wide, and 30 thick at the bottom. The bottom of the fissure was 30 feet above the top of the mine door and it was fairly accessible by a rough trail. “Dad went into the powder house and lighted a carbide lamp. There was pienty of dynamite, He began to trundle the stuff to the foot of the fissure trail, and then carried it into the fissure, a case at a time. “The last case carried into the fissure, dad rushed back to the pow- der house and - gathered electric fuses, copper wire, a battery box, a screw-driver, a hammer, and a pair of wire cutters and returned to the fissure. He forced the cases open, stuck fuses into two cartridges in each case, and attached copper wire to each fuse. He then shoved the dynamite into old drillings and crevices at strategic points and pack it down with earth and rubble, The lengths of copper wire which stuck out of each pocket of dyna- mite he connected to his main lines. “He hurried down the trail, pay- ing out the wires. Picking up the battery box, hé raced to a point about 150 yards north of the over- hang. The coils ran out there, and he connected them to the battery box. “He cut back to the building and looked in at the bunkhouse. None of his men were in and he made for the stable. Gunpowder, the gray, whinnled to him but he saw nothing of Bluebell, the mare, Dad ‘watered and saddled the gray and led it out- side. “He then drove out the six mules, Diving into his cabin, he wiped the sweat off his body. got into a clean shirt, clapped on an old Stetson, and picked up a half-filled water can- teen. He said he couldn't go without another ook at Uncle Jerry. “Dad had just got to the mine $2.95 t $5.00 L door when he heard shouting off to- wards Torridity. Turning, he saw lighta. The lights grew brighter, the shouting louder. Theén he weat in to Uncle Jerry. “‘I'm here to tell you good-by, son,’ he maid. ‘I'm giving you one grand” funeral. It's all 1 can do. 1 reckon they'll not bother you. You can lle here forever. . . . Can you' hear me, son?" “He dropped to his knees and re- peated the Lord's prayer. “The shouting began to boom in the tunnel. Dad picked up the gold- mounted gun. But as he slid the gun into his holster a thought struck him and he drew it out again and plafed it beside the body. It was just another of Dad’s impulses. A good soldier had a right to be buried with his weapons. “A last look and he was racing for Gunpowder. He picked up the box and peered off towards Tor- ridity. He could just see a fan.shap- ed adow sweeping across the burned-out plain. They were after blood. “The shadow swept on towards the mine. Dad shoved the plunger down. Gunpowder shot forward. “Nothing happened for a split sec- ondor 5o, then Hell broke loose. He thought his eardrums would burst beneath the roar of the explasion. ‘A fearful grinding, cruching, crash- ing sound followed the roar. Gravel and pebbles showered upon him and as they pelted Gunpowder's haunches the gray went on like & cannon ball. . “It was just dawn when dad got to the top of Pitchfork. As he looked down over the 8kull he felt as if he were tearing its fingers from his throat. H awung the gray around and faced the weat. It was then that the name he had been looking for came to him. ‘Andrew Ogden.’ It was a good name. “That's the Torridity story, Uncle John.” ' , Wm. Morrow Co.) HANT SAVES HIM Paris, June 14.—The elephant keeper of a traveling circus in Ber- linchen, Prussia, owes his life to one of his beasts. One pachyderm? be- coming enraged, attacked the keep- er, knocking him to the ground. An- other came to his rescue and heat off the offender with his trunk. The keeper crawled to safety. TTCHING RASHES " away by a foew applications of Resinol VICTIM ON ALTAR KILLS TWO PRIESTS Russian “Blood Sacrilice” Turns Tables on Homan Butchers Moscow, June 14 (UP)—The story of meek Isaac on the sacrificlal altar was strangely and tragically chang- ed in a distant Russian village when a young man selected as a. hlgod sacrifice in a religious rite sudden- ly seized the knife with which he was to be slain and killed two of those who had gathered to perform the bloody ceremony. The remnants of an old sect, the followers of John Kronatadsky. have persisted to this day in the“village Tiomne in the province of Uuman. The village leader of the ““Johniat as they are called, was a former po- liceman, Skripnik. and his princi- pal disciple was a peasant named Serednitsky. Under the guidance of these two a large group lived up to the esot- eric teachings of the Soviet power they regarded as a visitation from God in punishment of their sins. They waited patiently for the visi- tation to end. meanwhile refusing to recognize the new regime. They even continued to use Czarist money among themselves. Finally their patience hausted. was | | ex- | In solemn council it was | pany. RITAIN DAILY HERALD. FRIDAY, JUNE 14, 19%. decided that *s messenger must be sent to heaven™" to intercede in Ottawa, June 14.—A dramatic their behalf. A young member of |gtory of how wireless played the the sect, Romashevsky. was given major part in the treatment of & the honor of acting as messenger. |fractured He accepted it in a saintly spirit {wound was recently told by radio of resignation, were mad cutting his throat. and preparations to release his soul by liess operator at Hope's elbow asd -a polsewed thorities here. G. Hudson, wire- | by Advance, was visited by an injured fur trad- On an appointed day the whole |or, He wirelessed Ottawa and the sect gathered in their church. Young {operator there secured medical ad- Romashevaky was laid out on a ta- |vice and radioed it back to Hudson ble. A sharp butcher's knife was at | who treated the trader. hand for the slaughter and the lead- ers were intoning prayers. “I am | READ HERALD L‘I.AW_I"“‘IID ADS rangely torn between the desire of my soul for heaven and the de sire of my body for earth.” the vic- tim said when the prayer was over. “Please pray once more." While they complied with his request, Romashevsky's body appar- ently triumphed over his spirit. At | any rate, he suddenly jumped from the tahle, grabbed the knife and plunged first into erlpfi,{y and then into Berednitzky. They were both dead when the jolice arrived. The sect has been disrupted and Romashevsky is under arrest on a murder charge. He is pleading self- defense. BIG BU lwt\don. 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