The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 28, No. 1, Ed. 1 Friday, January 3, 1936 Page: 3 of 8
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Saladine, watching Bart, saw that
•Dnder ~^hU accusing fusillade, the
man's face congested with a rising
fury. This -olft womanwlth the tongue
-of a termagant lashed him raw. What
;She said might or might not be true;
_yet true or false, he could not retort
•with the buffet and the blow her words
•deserved. He must stand helpless
while she flayed him; yet tils dark
■«heefe was purple now!
"You fetched me Rome dry groceries
from Liberty village last night," the
<<rtd tvoman continued bitterly, "and
listened outside the door and heard
<me telling Jenny to go get me a lily
root from the brook today. That's why
.you--went down br-ook. Hart. You never
went to fish at all. I don't~beITev<p yon-
«ver even took your rod. You went to
spy on Jenny!
"Arid on the way back, I 'low you
climbed up through The woods fo see
If you could get a sight of HuidyTXIke
jis not you'd peeked at her before that.
times when the hussy'd lie sunning her-
self like a snake there on the ledge." I
-wouldn't, wander if that was why Zeke
worked you over, that time. Like as
■not he caoglit'you there. Anyway, m.v
guess is you found her there today.
*nd she tormentud you the way she al
•ways did, till. you couldn't stand it.
and yon grabbed her! And she ttt •yoy^,.-*fT craw led it way."
and set her finger nails in yorjj;,.<e4fffpk ;
' "aAlOT"flV'ttrmr"yrrn~weilr~Prazy mad. and
you hit her so hard yo broke your
own hand on her face! That's what
happened! I'm as certain of It as If
I'd been there and see!"
The scratches on Hart's cheek were
livid, but his lips twisted in a derisive
grin!
* Then she turned to Sohler. "There it
Is, ^Sheriff," she exclaimed; in a tone
of finality., "There it is, if you've got
enough hraltis to ¥eeT"
Hut the big man after a moment
wagged his head. "Why, 1 don't see
as there's anything only your guess,
■ma'am," he protested.
And Bart spoke, through stiff lips,
yet easily, enough. "It's all right. Sher-
iff," he said. "Old women get fool
idees!"
And he said, calmly: "It couldn't be
tie way she, says." He appealed to
Huldy's husband. "Will, you know
mighty well thai Zeke was always
.somewhere around lliildy. if this had
happened the way Granny says, Zeke
he'd have been on my tail in no time
at all. You know that. Will, as well
as me!"
Will, thus interrogated, nodded.slow-
, ly. "That's so, Hart," he admitted.
But Marm Fierce turned to Hart In
sitttently.
"Bart," she said, "I dunno as 1 can
prove what you did to Huldy, but I'll
make you admit yo're a liar! You've
made up this whole fale, since you
killed Huldy. You never went down
brook to fish. You never even had
your rod with you. You picked it up
«t your house, on your wayto get
Willi"
- Bart chuck-led patiently. "Ma'am, I
can't help yo're thinking anything
you'vfe got a mind, but yo're wrong as
can be."
She cried triumphantly: "Your rod's
outside, with a worm on the hook, all
dried up and shriveled! You didn't
llsh with a dead worm, did you?" Her
tone was hot with scorn.
"Why sho," he protested, "a worm
will dry up mighty fast."
Her eyes narrowed. "You told me
you dug bait yest'day?" she challenged.
He nodded. "Certain," he said.
"Got your bait can on, ain't you?"
she demanded. He touched his belt, iu
an assenting gesture.
And she took one step toward him.
"Hand it here!" she demanded in a
rising triumph, "Let me have a look
at It! If there's any fresh-dug worms
In your bait can, Bart, I'll take back
every word I've had to say!"
Saladine, turning to look at Bart,
found his eye caught and held by an
object on the table between them.
That heavy gun which Hart had laid
beside the lamp, a while ago.
It was still there, black and deadly:
; The lamp-was between It and Saladine;
between it and Marm Pierce. But
. where Bart stood, the butt of the gun
was not ten inches from his hand.
'1
CHAPTER XII
There was something ludicrously in-
congruous, and by the same token
the more horrifying, in the terms of
Marm Pierce's challenge. That the
question of whether a man were guilty
of murder should hinge on whether
there were any fresh-dug worms in his
bait box had something hideous about
it; and yet what Marm Pierce said
was ingeniously true. If Bart had In-
deed gone down Carey's brook this day
to fish, as he asserted, then he must
have been supplied with bait If he
had no worms, then his statement that
he intended to fish was a lie; and his
ether words were doubtless lies as
well. If Bart had no wortna in his
bait box, then he lied; and if he lied,
then he had killed Huldy I Thus aim-
ply the issue phrased Itself In Sala-
dtne'a mind.
And his muscles drew taur for ac-
The sllenfo In thla small room
night explode Into a storm of violence.
Bart stood under their doubting eyes,
his fingers within easy reach of the
butt of that heavy revolver on the table
just before him. His back was to the
wall ; he could If he chose hold them
at -his mer^y. Thirty seconds' span
HStisf answer all.
Bart did no* move till old Marm
Pierce repeated, in triumphant Insist-
ence: "Let's s&$, Bart! Let's see If
you've got any wdrms In that can at
all!" r.| i.
Then he was suddenly at his ease;
he smiled and shook his head.
"Nary a worm, Granny J" he said
cheerfully.
She nodded in
swung to Sohler.
she cried.
Sohler looked 'uncomfortable. It was
4n ffltf .an uncomfortable position in
which he founii^TifmseTT. BaTl "was
practically confessing to a murder;
hut B:irt had a gup under his hand!
The sheriff stirred uneasily, and tie
gathered the tails of'his coat over his
knees as though to rise.
Hut Hart said, chojrljltng: "That
don't prove anything, thoU li! tlifolti
you a while ago. when I came fco pick
Huldy up I took off niy tiejl-'-with thf>
tinii can and my gun--<*nf) left it there
oi,i the ground. Jiithe I got back to
fetch it, the^Ufdt can. the cover on it
had
crisp satisfaction,
"There, Sheriff!"
had^tittW op/n. and tlie worms
Marm Pierce whirled on him in
baffled fury. "You'd talk yourself out
of your own grave. Hart!" she cried.
"But you won't talk yourself out of
this. There's a dead worm dried on
your hook oirthe rod outside the door!
I guess you wa'n't fishing with that!
And-it didn't shrivel up the way it is
Ji.ist seirce you got through fishing,
either. It's wet from rain, and slimy;
hut it's been dead on that hook for
days." ^ . 4
Burt nodded. '"Sure it has," he as-
sented "I forgot, when you asked me
about that a while ago. Hut just be-
fore Huldy screeched, I snugged my
hook on a log and hiid to break it
off. Didn't have any spare hooks with
4«e, but I found tli(s one in my ovefaihs
pocket. I must have stuck it there
some time and. forgot it. It had this
dead worm on it; but I tied it on my
line, and^-1 was. just setting out to
scrape the dead worm off with my
knife when 1 heard Huldy yell!"
"That's a likely tale!" the old wom-
an exclaimed in a deep scorn. "You
mean to tell me you'd put a hook wittv
a worm on it in your pocket?" she
demanded. "I guess you'd have to be
drunk to do that. Hart."
Hart grinned. "Well," he said, "mat-
ter of fact, I did have quite an edge
on, the last time I went fishing. It was
along toward dark, here" last Tuesday
night. Ike Putney come by my place
after supix-r, and we had a few drinks,
and we 'lowed to try the trout, and
did. Hut half the time,-+didn't know
whether I was fishing in the brook or
in the pasture. I.ikely I put the hook
in that pocket then."
And he added persuasively: "Ike.
he'll tell you the same."
The old woman Uttered a sound like
a sniff .of scorn. "Ike! I'd believe
anything of him. If you told me he
carried his worms In his, mouth, I'd
believe it!"
Hart's eyes widened. "By cracky!"
lie exclaimed. "1 mind, now. Ike hud
his store clothes on, and I lent him
my overalls to wear when we went
fishing! He put that hook In the
pocket of 'em, I'll bet a nickel!"
Marm Pierce looked at the sheriff
almost apologetically, in a curious
chagrin. "That might be the truth.
Sheriff," she admitted ruefully. "Ike
was in here Tuesday afternoon to get
me to give him something for an ear-
ache. I wrapped up a pinch of black
pepper In some cotton, and dipped it
in sweet oil and put it in his ear; and
I told him to go on home and put a
bandage 'round his head to keep it
warm. But he 'lowed lie wished he had
a drink, and he set out to go over to
Bart's. I mind lie did have on his
store clothes, just like Hart says!" ...
There was a reluctant honesty In
her tones; she faced Hart again.
"But Just the same," she Insisted,
"1 don't swallow the whole of your
tell!" She stood frowning With the
intensity of her thoughts, searching
for some crevice In his armor. "You
said a while ago you had stopped fish-
ing and was on your way home when
you heard Huldy yell," she reminded
him,, seizing on a new point. "But now
you claim you'd just broke a hook off.
and tied a new one on. How could
you break a trabR if you wa'n't fish-
ing?"
He answered, almost mirthfully: "I
stopiied' to try the deep hole there at.
the foot of the ledge!"
He had parried all her thrusts ao
easily that there was a sort Of mad-
ness In the little old woman now. She
was like a caged animal, couralng to
and fro In Its search for some avenue
of .escape.
"Well, how come yon to take ao long
hunting them feathers I sent yoti after,
before Huldy died, and not finding
any, when the hen pen waa full of
'em?" she demanded. "Looks to me
you waa afraid if I had them, I'd get
Huldy to come to, and ahe'd tfU oa
'your
"I was figuring you'd ask that, kr
and by," he assented frankly. "And
I'll tell you how it waa." He stood at
ease now. "I set out to get you some
feathers," he declared. "I didn't put
any stock in It, with Huldy as good as
dead, or maybe dead a'ready; but long
as you wanted 'em, I started out to get
some.
_ "But when I was going through the
shed, I happened to look out the win-
dow on the back side, and I see some-
thing move, over in the alders. It looked
to me like a man. I stayed there
watching, but I didn't see him again;
so after a spell, 1 come back in the
house."
"You never said nothing about that
before!' Marm Pierce exclaimed.,
"Soon as I come In, you Jumped me
right out Into the barn again, went
with me," he reminded her. "And
when-we come baek—wltlr the feathers,^
Huldy was dead, and Jenny said there
was somebody In the Win-side the
house, so I knowed it was probably
Win that I bad see."
The old woman considered this.
* Maybe if Win was around here after
Huldy diedj . . ." she began thought-
fully, but tpen she remembered. "Hot
it wa'n't Wj'in that you,see," she pro
tested (|ui(]kly. "He was in Liberty
village by then !"
"Well, whoever it was," Bart said
in a conciliating tone.
They were all silent then a while,
considering this suggestion that .there
had been some man, who was not Win
Haven, near ithe house when Huldy
died. But in the end Marm Pierce
brushed this matter impatiently aside
"Like as not it was a cow yon-see."
she decided! returning to the. attack.
'•'Or maybe nothing at all. I think
that's all a pack of lies. if. you ask
"Look OUt, Granny! That Thing
Will Go Offl-
ine." And as she spoke she moved
uncertainly toward the table. But this
uncertainty was, it appeared, pretense;
for suddenly her hand licked out like
a snake's tongue, and she caught up
the revolver and hacked away, holding
it In both hands, her finger on the
trigger. She pointed It at Bart, and
Bart protested amiably:
"Look out. Granny! That tiling will
go off!" " t .. •
"It's likely to." the old woman as-
sured him. She appealed to the sheriff.
"There he is, Sheriff!" she cried. "You
go ahead and put the handcuffs on
him!*H've got his gun."
Hut Sohler said In a baffled tone:
"Why ma'am, it looks to me like Carey
here tells a pretty straight story,' take
it all the way through."
Hart chuckled. "Granny, vo're a
wonder," he said in an ironic mirth.
Her hands had sagged under the
weight of that revolver,' until the
weapon hung now forgotten by her
side. "Never mind about me," she
retorted, her tone abstracted. "I'm
trying to see this straight. You come
oh her, up to the ledge, and maybe
grabbed her. and she raked your cheek,
and that made you mad so you hanged
her in the face and she went back-
ward off the ledge!"
She shook her head, staring at him.
She whispered: "Man, I warrant you
was scared enough for a minute, then.
Bold as you be right now."
"Sheriff, what do you aim to do?"
she demanded In Irascible shrill tones.
"You going to set there all night? This
is your business, not mine. Stir your
stumps, man I"
Sohler rose and turned to face Bart.
"Bart," he said. "I don't mean to say
you had anything to do with this. But
what If you and Will was both to come
along to town and talk It over with the
county attorney there?"
His tone was aa though he nrged
Bart to humor old Marm Pierce thus
far, .,and Bart ahswered agreeably
enoimb.
"Why, It's foolishness, Sheriff," he
protested. "Bat if* it'll favor you, I'll
go. I'll have to atop by my place and
pull dfiwn aome hay and give the crit-
ters water. They alnt been fed to-
night"
"Sfhore," the b|g man assented. "We
can do that" Be looked at Saladine.
••Tim, say you drive me and Bart
'round then first?" he proposed. "Then
we can come back here and pick up
win.- ; • '.
Saladine hesitantly agreed, since
there seemed no better course. Huldy
Ferrln was dead, and doubtless mur-
dered ; but If Bart were guilty, then he
was an Incredibly shrewd- and crafty
man; and if he lied, then he was lnr
credibly apt at mendacity. Marm
Pierce herself appeared to be unsatis-
fied, as though uneasily conscious that
she had failed to prove her case. She
stood with her hand at her month,
her head bent; and her brow was fur-
rowed with perplexity.
But she fjald no new word while
the sheriff buttoned his overcoat, and
Hart put his slicker on. Only then she
exclaimed: "Sheriff, there ain't a mite
of sense taking Will to East Harbor!"
The siieriff hesitated; but Jenny
came to her grandmother's side, touched
the old woman's arm. "It's all right.
Granny," she said gently. "If there's
any way he can help, Will he'd want
to go." '
Hut S/iladlne suggested: ''Sheriff,
taking Will along Is goi>^ to le*r*
these two women alone he/v."
Sohler scratched his head. "Tlmt's
so," he agreed ; and he said reluctant;
ly': "Well, Will, maybe you'd best stj'y
here tonight. I'll lie out again id ttie
morning."
"Whatever you say, Sheriff,-' Wlli
assented.
Bart said In dry ill humor: "Look*
like the pack of you was bound to lay
tills on me. Why sh'd I go, any more
than Will? Huldy blamed It on him.
Sheriff, you can't* get around her fwn
say-so, it looks to me."
The sheriff was uncomfortable; out
after a moment Hart in a returning
good humor yielded the point. "1 can
stand It, though," he said. "And Will
iiad ought to stay here with them, at
that. Zeke's around here somewhere.
No teTITng what he might try to do;
but Will can handle him."
So it was decided, it did not occur
to Saladine till somewhat later that a
remembered fear of /eke on his own
account might have prompted Bart to
this easy—and surprising—surrender.
Vet Hart, as the event proved, might
have been Justified in welcoming for
a while the protecting custody of the
law.
Hart and the sheriff stepped outside;
and Saladine. after a word of fare
well, followed them to his car. They
had taken the rear sent. He cranked
the engine, and climbed in and turned
on the headlights The kitchen door
was open yonder, and Will and Jenny
stood in silhouette against the light,
their shoulders touching.
Saladine backed rhe car. preparing
to turn; hut in that last moment, old
Marm Pierce came hnrsting through
the door, brushing Will, and Jenny out
of her way, holding up both hands,
calling something. Saladine waited,
and she ran across the yard and drew
close beside the car and shouted over
the engine's roar:
"Sheriff ! I've got a hold of the an-
swer to it tujw !" t- - '
Her tone was ringing; her counte-
nance triumphant. —_ z
"Listen
hadj left his gun belt; with the bait
can and the guri. there on the ground
in all that rain while tie fetched Huldy
over here, the helt'd be soaked through
and wet as a string; and there'd be
rust on that gun)' Hut thefe ain't a
speck of rust, and his belt is dry as a
bone!"
Saladine had not noticeu whether
Hart's gun were rusted or not; yet he
perceived the justice of this argument,
and turned to hear what the siieriff
would say. But Bart laughed, and he
protested:
"Maybe that belt looked dry to you.
Granny, but it's wet enough! I can
feel it right through my overalls. And
the holster kep' tiie gun dry." He told
Sohier: "I'll show you. when we get
over to my place. Sheriff. You can see
for yourself f"
Sohier accepted this. "All right,
ma'am," he shouted to the old woman,,
over the engine's roar. "I'll look at
it, sure!"
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Railing the Hat
Ualslng the hat in deference to «
lady is still a mark of a gentleman.
If she stops to speak with him, h^ will
remove his hat for the conversation,
and carry It In his hand unless, be-
cause of his age or of inclement
iveather, she requests him to replace
It If so, he will again raise his hat
when she leaves. The fact that some
young men In college Ignore the cour-
tesy does not affect gentlemanly be-
havior, The origin of the courtesy li
speculative. One version Is that it
arose In the days of chivalry when, in
deference to his superiors and > tc
ladtes. a knight removed his headgear.
—Literary Digest
•y —————————
Clever Reynard
The name Ueynard came from a Ger-
man book of animal stories published
hundreds of years ago. In that booh
the fox was called Regln-hart mean-
ing "strong in counsel," because of tht
clever way In which he mastered th«
other animals. Rver since the booh
came to this country we have spokes
of Reynard the fox—Hey hard being oni
form of the Herman Regln-hart—Pear
son's Weekly. .
DR. JAMES W. BARTON
t* About ®
' . ' * . ' - '; |
Hay Fever
most cases of hay
fever occur ih the early
autumn there are many cases
which occur in the spring and
summer months. It is generally
admitted that the tendency to hay
fever is inherited but why it at-
tackss Just one in every six persons
Is hard to understand.
In addition to this hereditary ^or
nervou«etendency It is thought; that de-
formities or deficien-
cies of the nose and
throat are also a fac-
tor in a number of
cases. Many physi-
cians believe that fa-
tigue and lowered re-
sistance are also
causes, yet Individuals
In the best of health
after a real rest-and
vacation with a need-
ed gain In weight have
only to come in con-
tact with" certfirfi " pol-
lens from plants or trees to have the
usual attack.
Classes of Pollen.
This ailment has sometimes been
bailed ^"seasonal" pollen fever because
it is due to pollens In the air. There
is, first, the spring type almost always
due to tree pollens—oak, birch, maple,
hickory, elm; second, the summer type
due to grasses, timothy, June grass,
orchard grass, red top, sweet vernal,
plantain; third, the autumn type due
almost always to ragweed pollen.
The symptoms are familiar to every-
body—itching 6f nose and throat with
violent sneezing, itching of . eyelids,
redness and-soreness of the eyelids,
tears flowing, dread of light, mucous
from nose, ears stuffy, and a forehead
headache.
Naturally with these symptoms pres-
ent the patient often, becomes weak,
Dr. Barton
^ LESSON
"Only God can
he takes his time.'
tient
ALWAY8 CR08S PRAIA
NEW BEAUTY
THRILLS HUSBAND
riyati
Our Better*
Who are "our betters?" Those
with better minds, better hearts, bet-
ter manners?
irritable, depressed, loses his appetite"
and is often unable to sleep.
Retreat Is Best Cure.
T!ie best treatment is likewlse k'nown
to everybody; that is, getting away
from regions where the pollen is plen-
tiful. This, of course, is impossible for
the majority of people.
The correction of any nose and
throat conditions—spurs, enlarged tur-
binates and tonsils, Infected- sinuses—1
should be the first step.
The second step is the desensitizing
of the patient by the type of pollen
that is causing the symptoms. This is
done by injecting the pollen extracts,
under the skin two to three months
before the expected attack. The in-
jections are given once or twice a
week, the dose being gradually In-
creased. This may have to be done
for two or three years before results
are obtained.
Local applications containing ephe-
drine or epinephrine—adrenalin—to
the eyes and nose, either as drops In
the eye or sprays or jellies up the
nose give considerable relief.
■ •
Removing Gat Prenure
ONE of the distressing ailments
that gives great discomfort
and pain is an accumulation of
gas in the large intestine.
The pressure is so great at times
_thatJhK.Jln^lduaj.teels:aa gibe would
r st. f h e Tie art ¥slfon mS y' Tfe^ affecf
ed. and there Is a feeling that uncon-
sciousness or even death may occur.
Various remedies have been used
for this condition, an old favorite be-
ing baking soda. Latterly the use of
tincture of belladonna has been freely
used .with the Idea of removing ths
contraction or spastic condition of th«
bowel.
Enema Is Best
For many years the best home rem-
edy has been an enema or Injection
of about a quart of warm soap suds.
Physicians advise against the use ot
soap suds, as they are too harsh and
irritate the delicate mucous membrane
or lining of the bowel. They advise
that the quart of warm water wlthollt
soap be used, as it is just as effective
and does not leave the lining of the
bowel in an inflamed condition.
As this accumulation of gas In the
intestine occurs frequently after the
use of ether during an operation and
retards the recovery of the patient,
some surgeons prefer the use of spinal
anaesthetic where the paln-kllling drug
Is Injected Into the spinal cord—the
large nerve running down the center
of the backbone.
J The European Formula.
" Tfecently some European physicians
have be^n experimenting with a strong
salt solution which was used as aa
enema In cases of severe gas distension
following' surgical operations.
Instead of using the ordinary solu-
tion of table salt, thqt ls about one-
quarter teaspoonful of table salt to a
half cupful of water, they used about
four level teaspoonfuls to the half cup-
ful of1 water as an enema, and this
small amount of salt and water always
obtained a prOm( t<*«i ptying of the
bowel. . S±
It must be admiyedjthatrlhls
pie method of emptying the bowel and
getting rtd of gas IS more logical than
giving doses of morphine to "kilt
pain." / j
It should also take the place of our-
old methods of trying to get a quart of
soapy water or even plain water np
into the bowel to get the gas to move
and relieve pressure.
^
Refreshing Relief
When Ypu Need a Laxative
©ecause of the refreshing retief i
has brought them, thousands of men
and women, who could afford much
more expensive laxatives, use Black-
Draught when needed. It is very
economical, purely vegetable, highly
effective... Mr. J. Lester Roberson, y
well jenown hardware dealer at Mar-
tinsville, Va., writes: "I certainly can
recommend Black-Draught cs a splendid
medicine. I have taken it for constipation
and the dull feelings that follow, and have
found it very satisfactory."
BLACK-DRAUGHT"
Always Certain
He who knows nothing, never
doubts. x.
A Three Days' Cough
Is Your Danger Signal
No matter how many TwpdiMnpff
rou have tried for your cough, chest
cold or broncnlal Irritation, you
get relief now with Creomulsion.
Serious trouble may be brewing
you cannot afford to take a chance
with anything less than Creomul-
sion, which goes right to the seat
of the trouble to aid nature to
soothe and heal the Inflamed mem-
branes as the germ-laden phlegm
is loosened and expelled.
Even if other remedies have
failed, don't be discouraged, your
druggist is authorized to guarantee
Creomulsion and to refund your
money if you are not satisfied with
results from the very first bottle,
pet Creomulsion right now. (Adv.)
Eczema in Big
Watery "Bumps"
Burning and Itching
Relieved by Cuticura
- The records abound with grateful
letters of praise like the following.
Name and full address are printed
to show {hat Cuticura letters are
genuine* beyond question.
"My eczema began with an itching
on my hands, arms and feet, and
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Curry, W. M. The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 28, No. 1, Ed. 1 Friday, January 3, 1936, newspaper, January 3, 1936; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth255906/m1/3/: accessed May 5, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Crosby County Public Library.