The Alto Herald (Alto, Tex.), Vol. 39, No. 16, Ed. 1 Friday, August 25, 1939 Page: 3 of 14
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Tope nodded, and he asked after
a moment: "Do you know whether
the front door was bolted or tocked,
the night your mother died, before
you went to bed?"
"Yes," June said. "Uncte Justus
bolted it. That's why, when the
door btew open, it scared me. I
knew it had been fastened, and [
thought there must be someone in
the house. But I didn't wait to—
and out. 1 just ran."
"Mr. Taine botted it, did he?"
Tope repeated thoughtfutty.
She said: "Yes, after Mother was
in bed, I came to the head of the
stairs, and I heard him tett Grand-
pa Hurder the door was fast." She
remembered suddenty: "And he
tried to stip upstairs during the eve-
ning before Mother died. Aunt Evie
saw him, catted him back."
Tope was sitent for a moment,
and he asked then a new question:
"If you went back, where woutd
they tikety have you stay?"
"There isn't any room at Aunt
Evie's," June exptained. "It's just
a smatt house, you know. I'd have
to stay at Grandma Bowdon's."
"They've put Mr. Hurder upstairs,
in the Bowdon house," Tope report-
ed. "The back room on the w?;%
side."
"That's a spare room." Jutw as-
sented. "Grandpa and Grandma
Bowdon used the east rooms."
"If you go out fhpre, then, you'd
probably have t!n front room on
the west side."
"1 suppose so."
"I'd want y.m to try to arrange
to take cars Of him," Tope totd her.
"To sit up with him tonight—in the
room with him." He considered.
"They ma)' not tet you; but if you're
in the next room, you can hear, lis-
ten."
"The stairs are between," she
said. "But the doors are just across
the halt, opposite one another."
"Are there tocks on the doors in
that house?" Tope asked gravety.
"Locks, yes," June said. "There
are locks everywhere. Even the
closets are tocked. Grandma Bow-
don always carries a bunch of keys
on her belt."
Ciint said urgentty: "Inspector,
I'm going to have a tadder ready,
so I can get up to her room, get in
the window if I have to."
"Yes." Tope said seriousty.
"That's good. Or so she can get
out and down to us, quickly, if any-
one tries to get at her. And I'll
give her a revolver, show her
how—"
The telephone interrupted him,
and Miss Moss went to answer it
She turned to say softty. her hand
over the receiver: "It's for June."
So June crossed to the otder wom-
an's aide; she took the tetephone in
her 1 and. They heard her say:
"H'-tlo. Yes . . . Yes. Grand-
ma."
Atd after a long time: "Yes . . .
Yes, I'm coming."
Aiid then: "Yes . . Tlicy wilt
bringme out.inalittle white.
Ciint felt his putses pound with a
deep terror; but hccould not chock
her now. A moment later she said,
"Yes," again, and put the instru-
ment down and faced them alt. ^
"That was Grandma Bowdon.
6he exptained. "Grandpa Bowdon s
funeral is this afternoon, late. She
wants me to be there, and to go
home with them afterward. She
added slowly: "That's what I wiii
do."
in the preparations that followed,
Clint's hopetess protests were all
overborne. June's dress, that new
dress Asa had given her, was sooted
and soiled. Miss Moss made Clint
drive her to the nearest shop, and
they brought home two or three
dresses for triat. found one that
would serve When they thus re-
turned. Inspector Tope had rum-
maged out his old revolver and was
expiaining to June its simple mech-
anism before she left for the
The ritual was scarce hntshed be
fore Mrs. Taine came swtftty toward
them. "It is hard for me to forgive
you for this. June." Aunt Evie told
Kie girl, in her low. wTsrer.ng tones.
"Y.m have added much to the bur-
den we have alt had
Clint saw Bab guiding old Mrs.
Bowdon to their car; ^heard Jm^
say caimty: "This <s Mr. Jerv.es.
Aunt Evie." Her eyes met Clint s,
r*m!^
*'^hat is as may be." Mrs. Tain,
commented. "Such matters are
'T^A°atme"upheside her. He
drawled cheerfutty: "H^°.
r°'hi^rtotrcareofyou.
you'd better ^lv "Asat"
Mrs Taine said softly.
her. Jervics?" he suegest-
But Mrs. Taine said ^
Forma! Draperies to
MaS^e at a Le v Cost
started forward, but June freed her-
self, and she said calmly:
"I'm coming, Aunt Evie. You
need not hotd me!"
And she nodded to Ctint in a deep
reassurance, and ted the way to-
ward the waiting car.
Tope had promised to meet Ctint
beside the road, on the way up
Kenesaw Hill, as soon as it should
be dark. It was still no more than
dusk when Clint took the road up
thehitt; but at an angle the Inspec-
tor stepped out to halt him.
"Doctor Cabter's at the house,"
tie said. "He and Mr. Taine stayed
with Mr. Hurder during the funerat.
I want to see him when he leaves.
Co ahead, over the top of the hill."
Clint obeyed; and Tope explained:
"Heale can't be here. He's laid up
—a bad cold from last night. But
he's tending us a couple of men."
And he said, hatf to himself:
"Here are two women killed. A
Hy RUTH 1VYKTH SPEARS
AN IMPORTANT speaker was
* scheduted, and the ctub rooms
were tooking rather shabby. The
decorating committee reported
that format draperies woutd tend
an air of distinction. The funds
could oniy pay for the materia).
Sewing machines hummed and
here is a sketch of the miracte
that was wrought. Here also are
the dimensions that were used for
"Mrs. Taine is giving her a
giass of miik."
man don't often kill a woman unless
he loves her, or has loved her."
They passed the two houses which
still stood atop the hill; but Ciint
scarce noticed them. "You mean
Mr. Leaford?" he cried, in incredu-
lous astonishment.
"But a woman don't mind killing
another woman," said the Inspec-
tor grimly, as though finishing his
thought; and Clint looked at him
with wide startled eyes.
Before he could speak the ques-
tion in his mind, a man appeared
in their headlights, a poiiceman in
uniform; and they stopped. Tope
opened the car door.
"Hello, Rand," he said. "Doctor
stilt there?"
The policeman nodded. "And I've
got the ladder," he reported. "Hid
it over in the woods."
"Good man," Tope approved, and
they got out and waited, titl pres-
ently Doctor Cabler in his car came
down the road. He stopped at a
signal, and Tope spoke to him apart
in low tones. When the Doctor
drove on. the Inspector returned to
them, and he explained:
"Mr. Hurder is better! Tomorrow
wilt tet! the tale, whether he's going
to live. The Doctor thinks he will.
He's given the old man something
to make him s)eep."
The house on this side alt was
dark, except that there was a light-
ed window in the kitchen. Tope was
at the rear corner there. The win-
dow-blind was drawn; but by mov-
ing out a littie from the house, Clint
could seearectangle of light where
the window was. Some one was pre-
paring supper — talking, probabiy.
Tope stood just beiow the window,
as though listening.
Inaction began to madden htm,
when at last there came an inci-
dent to relieve the strain: a door
opened; someone came out.
Clint saw that this must be Jus-
tus Taine, a heavy figure of a man,
walking with head bowed. He saw
this man pause yonder by the ash-
Rlied cellar of the Hurder house
and stand for a moment beside the
pit as though in some dark recov-
ery before he went on.
Later a iight appeared in the
Taine house, behind a curtained
window; then nothing happened for
awhile.
Clint had time for thought, and
he remembered his own suspicions
of Justus Taine. and was giad Taine
was no ionger here in the house
with June. But—Tope had dismtssed
Ciint's theory, and the young man
remembered this, and hts nerves
drew taut again. When someone
touched his elbow, he ieaped iike a
startied horse, ready to cry out. but
Tope whispered:
"Hush, steady, son!
Clint nodded; he tried to speak,
but his voice croaked dangerously.
He iifted the ladder. Tope helping
him; and they teaned tt against the
window-sill above them without a
Clint ctimbed it instantly; he
stopped with his head tevet with the
siii. Since there was no iight tn
the room, he could not see whether
the shade was drawn or not; but
he waited, striving to peer into the
blackness behind the glass.
Once he looked down cautiously,
and saw Tope's round figure hud-
dled at the foot of the tadder, Tope's
round face watchfutly upturned.
He then saw June and Mrs. Taine
come in, June with a lighted can-
dle. Behind them he saw Rab and
Asa in the hatl, and Mrs, Bowdon's
ample form.
And then his heart suddenly was
in his throat; for Mrs. Taine had a
glass of mitk in her hand.
Mrs. Leafot'd had drunk a glass
of milk that night she died; the Hur-
ders too. There was to Clint some-
thing hideous and sinister in this in-
nocent beverage now. He took an
impulsive step higher, his hand
raised to break the window in.
But Tope below him hissed a
warning; and Clint teaned down to
whisper desperatety: "Mrs. Taine is
giving her a glass of milk!"
"She won't drink it," Tope prom-
ised. "I warned her not to drink
anything, or eat anything except
what the others did."
And Mrs. Taine suddenly, still
talking, withdrew.
June did not move. She watched
the door. Clint waited, his pulse
racing.
Then, after a tong minute, Tope
whispered: "Down!"
Ctint was on the ground in an in-
stant; and Tope breathed in his ear;
"The door."
Clint at tirst did not understand.
Then he heard the click of a iatch,
and toward the rear of the house a
figure did appear—Mrs. Taine, he
guessed. She watked briskly away.
They saw her figure in silhouette
against the light when she opened
the kitchen door of her own home
yonder and went in.
Then Clint started to ciimb the
ladder again.
"Careful," the old man warned
him. "Don't show yourself above
the window-sill. She might see you
from over there."
But Clint could not resist looking
once to be sure June was unharmed.
He saw her carefully propping a
chair under the door-knob; saw
that the milk stayed untasted. She
secured the door, and then blew
out the candle, and so came to the
window and opened it. She leaned
here above him, and he whispered:
"Ali right, June?"
"Yes," she said slowly. "But
Aunt Evie gave me a gtass of—
warm milk. To make me sleep,
she said. I promised to drink it
when I was in bed."
"She's gone homt," Clint told her
reassuringly.
"Home?" the giri exclaimed.
"She said she was going to stay with
him. He's all alone. I'm going in—"
"No," Clint insisted. "Rab and
Asa are stitl in the house. And she's
coming back. Give me that milk,
June. I want Tope to taste it."
She brought the glass and gave it
tohim. Hesaid:"I'ilberighthere.
AH night."
"Poor darling!" she whispered.
"In the rain."
"Near you," he told her. "I shan't
feel it."
He took the milk down to Inspec-
tor Tope. The old man dipped a
finger into it, touched the finger to
his lips. "Can't taste anything," he
said. "But I'il send Rand to have
it tested, right now." And he direct-
ed: "You stay here!"
Ciint nodded, and Tope started
away. He moved past the corner of
the house; and suddenly, when he
was six paces off, he stumbled over
something lying in the uncut grass,
and fell heavily. Clint heard the
breath go out of him with a grunt.
The young man moved swiftly to-
ward him; butbefore he could come
to Tope's side, the Inspector was
on his hands and knees.
Clint whispered: "Hurt?"
And Tope said gravety: "There's
another iadder here. I tripped over
it." He added ruefully: "Spilled the
miik. That's bad!"
"Another ladder?" Clint echoed.
There was a dreadful ctamor in his
ears, his own pulse was pounding
so.
Then from the window above
them, June called very softly:
"Clint, dear, are you there? Are
you alt right?"
"Yes, sweet," he whispered.
"What happened?" she asked.
"The Inspector fell down," he said
reassuringly. "Didn't hurt him!"
He climbed to her window, and her
arms held him fast, her lips trem-
bling against his own. "You mustn't
be afraid," he urged.
"I'm coming back to you tomor-
row," she declared.
"For good and all," he agreed.
She said wistfully: "You coutd
come in here, out of the rain." And
she urged: "They've left Grandpa
Hurder all alone. I want to go to
him."
But he said sternly: "No. Maybe
that's what they want you to do
You stay here. If anyone tries
to open your door—" He kissed her
again. "Good night, sweet," he
said. "And sleep sound."
He descended to the ground once
more. "Mr. Hurder's atone," he re-
ported to Tope. "She wants to go
to him. I wouldn't let her."
Then June spoke, whispering,
above their heads; and Clint was up
the ladder in a bound.
"Rab and Asa have gone into
Grandpa's room," she explained.
"Asa wants to stay with Grandpa;
but Rab's arguing about it. I can
hear them talking."
She turned her head at some
sound in the hall, whispered,
"Hush," and crossed to listen at
the door. Clint, even from where he
was. could hear the murmur of
their voices. Then this sound re-
ceded, and June returned to him.
"They're going," she reported.
"Asa saidhe had to go to town later
tonight, and he wanted to stand his
turn with Grandpa now. and let Rab
and Aunt Evie sleep. But Rab in-
sisted it was alt right to leave
Grandpa, insisted that they both go
home."
"I'il tel! Tope," Clint assured her.
and looked down. But Tope had
vanished.
She urged in shaken tones: "I
want to see if Grandpa's all right-
it they did anything to Mm.
Please!"
Clint hesitated. "I'll come in with
you." he decided then. He climbed
over the sill, and with their hands
entwined, they crossed the room.
Very quietly she removed the elixir
braced under the knob and opened
the door.
"He's steeping so peacefully, tike
a child."
When he descended the ladder,
Tope had not reappeared; but Clint
was content in the certainty that
June was safe. He stood by the foot
of the ladder, tense, ready for any
alarm; and minutes drifted by.
Once there was a sound, toward
the Taine house, a rumbiing sound
as though a garage-door had been
rolled back on its track. If Asa
were departing for town now, then
Rab, or Uncle Justus, or Aunt Evie,
might presently come this way.
Clint was in a sweat of tense, fear-
ful anticipation. He began to won-
der why Asa did not start the car
and go.
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making patterns for the graceful
valance sections which were fas-
tened over rods with snaps.
For the looped section, cut pa-
per 18 inches deep and half as
wide as the window measured
over the frarn^ From the upper
right corner ^lo point A is half of
the window width less two inches.
Point B is 0 inches below the up-
per left corner. Drawadiagona)
line from A to B, and a curve
from B to the lower right cor-
ner. Place the edge marked C on
a fold of the goods. The diagonal
! ends are pleated and stitched intc
! a band as at D. J
For the end pieces, cut paper I' '
inches wide and 24 inches deep. I <
is 3 inches below the upper lef
corner. F is 9 inches in from th< )
i upper right corner. G is 6 inche
t'
down from the upper right corner
; Finish the top as at H.
The offer of the two 25-cent sew-
I ing books containing 96 HOW TO
SEW articles that have not ap-
peared in the paper will be with-
drawn soon. At present you can
get both books for the price of
one; but don t delay; send 25 cents
with name and address to Mrs.
Spears. 210 S. Desplaines St., Chi-
cago, 111., and both books will be
sent by return mail, postpaid.
Pu!! the Trigger on
Constipation, and
Pepsin-ize Acid Stomach Too
When constipation brings on acid indi-
gestion, bloating, dizzy speHs, gas. coated
tongue, sour taste, and bad breath, your
stomach is probably loaded up with cer-
tain undigested food and your bowe!sdon't
move. So you need both Pepsin to hc!p
break up,fast that rich undigested food in
your stomach, and Laxative Senna to put!
the trigger on those !azy bowe!s. So be
sure your laxative also contains Pepsin.
Take Dr. Caldwell's Laxative, because its
Syrup Pepsin helps you gain that won-
derful stomach-reiicf, while the Laxative
Senna moves your bowels. Tests prove the
power of Pepsin to dissolve those lumps of
undigested protein food which may linger
in your stomach, to cause belching, gastric
acidity and nausea. This is how pepsin-
ixing your stomach helps relieve it of such
distress. At the same time this medicine
wakes up laxy nerves and muscles in your
bowels to relieve your constipation. So see
b^w much better you feel hy taking the
laxative that also puts Pepsin to work on
that stomach discomfort, too. Even fin-
icky children, love to taste this pleasant
family laxative. Huy Dr. Caldwell'3 Lax-
ative—Senna with Syrup Pepsin at your
druggist today!
Men and Causes
Men are not always as good as
the causes they lead. — Glenr
Frank.
People on North Carolina's Banks
Talk in Lingo of Queen Elizabeth
Inlanders who visit North Caro-
lina's primitive and romantic Outer
Banks meet many strange sights
and sounds, not the least of which
is the native diaiect spoken by the
"bankers" who inhabit the narrow
rope of land stretching thread-like
from Norfolk, Va., to Wilmington,
N. C.
The dialect is a strange mixture
of native dialect and Elizabethan
English, spoken on Roanoke island,
Ocracoke and other small fishing vil-
lages along the banks, and outsiders
who sometimes stumble into the
midst of this isolated colony are
likely to be amated by the language.
If the outlander asks a native for
information about the fishing there-
abouts, he may be told that "a foine
toime to go fishing is at hoigh
toide."
Because many other words and
phrases are so similar in texture
and construction to the phraseology
of Queen Elizabeth's day, historians
and philologists believe there is a
distinct aithough unexplained con-
nection between the two.
Some contend earliest settlers
brought their native English speech
to the Carolina shores during the
days of Queen Elizabeth, and that
this has been preserved through
generation after generation of na-
tives who live on the "banks," sel-
dom if ever getting very far away
from their native hearth.
At Rodanthe they still sing the old
English songs and batlads that were
popular in the days of Ben Jonson
and Shakespeare. The ghosts of
Spencer and Chaucer, of BeowufT
and Piers the Plowman are con-
jured up when one hears an abte
and affable man spoken of as "be-
ing witted and couthe."
A plump, good-looking gir! is a
"throddy may." The oid word
"fieech" means to coax or flatter,
and when a man fails to keep an
engagement or do his part, he has
"scooped" you.
When he dies he has "gone to lee-
ward," and if he goes to "the coun-
try" he is visiting the mainiand
across the bay.
Persons visiting the "banks" are
told of the "ghosties" where the old
wrecks lie scattered along the shore,
of hens that have "nesties," or men
^ho are "Htten" for certain services
because their "mother wit" makes
them "mindable." A flask of whis-
ky wili contain not a pint but a
"point," and the vine from which
wine is made is the "wine" and not
the "vine."
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The Sufferer
The humble suffer when the
powerful disagree.—Phaedrus.
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