The West News (West, Tex.), Vol. 56, No. 49, Ed. 1 Friday, April 26, 1946 Page: 3 of 8
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| A General Quiz
THE WEST NEWS
1. On whom did Paris bestow the
Apple of Discord (or her beauty?
"ears”?*18* * newspaper's
3. What is the diameter at the
•noon?
4. What is a benison?
5. What is the scientific name for
the solid portion of the earth?
6. What is the name given to the
nomadic tribe of central Arabia
and northern Africa?
7. What is the plural of apex?
8. How many locks does the Sues
canal have?
9. What man served as governor
of two different states?
10. Boston being a seaport of the
United States, Is also a seaport of
what other country?
The Answers
1. Aphrodite.
2. Little items in boxes which
r decorate the first page, at either
aide of the paper's name.
. 3- The diameter is 2,160 miles.
4. A benediction.
5. Lithosphere.
6 Bedouin.
7. Apices.
8. None, it is at sea level.
9. Sam Houston (Tennessee and
Texas).
10. England (a city 107 miles
northeast of London).
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tled his sister into the old hall. Un-
consciously he dropped into the
chair at his desk. *‘I wish to heaven
the doctor would get here!" he ex-
claimed roughly.
‘‘He started at once—as soon as
I phoned," Jane replied absently,
touching the old desk affectionately;
ahe remembered Sherwin there.
Jim, huddled in the chair, rumi-
nated. “Jordan must have got us
confused in the storm—he was a
crack shot. Poor Max—it was for
me and he got it!"
Jane said nothing; her hands
were clasped on the desk. The wind
swept the door open and drove the
ram across the hall. Her brother
rose and forced it shut, bolting it.
Then he turned on her, at the
limit of his patience.
"Good Lord, June, haven’t you a
heart? Max is dying—he loves you!
You’re — you're a perfect stick,
standing there and staring in front
of you!"
She looked up and her white face
twitched with pain. "I'm sorry for
Max, but I’m thinking of the man he
sent to—a living death!”
Jim bit his lip. “Look here, Jane,
he s a brave man, I acknowledge
it, but he's been convicted of a cruel
crime; you’ve got to let him drop!"
, ‘‘He's not guilty,” she said firmly;
"I'll never believe him guilty. No
guilty man would have done that
splendid thing—he saved his ac-
cuser!"
"Fine, 1 grant it. Nevertheless,
he goes back to jail for life—you
understand that, Jane? For life!”
"Not if there's any way on earth
that I can save him!” she cried
passionately.
"You!” Jim spoke with brotherly
scorn.
"You can help, too, Jim," she
went on, not heeding his derision.
"Delay them, keep him here—and
give him a chance to escape!”
“To what purpose?" Jim asked
her dryly. "To be a fugitive always,
to hide away somewhere, in South
America, perhaps, under a false
name, hunted, advertised for, never
to know a moment’s peace—a con-
demned murderer! Bah, I'd rath-
er go to jail! There's no capital pun-
iahment in his state."
"You’ve never been in jail!” Jane
retorted. "And you—you 'phoned
for Cutler, you know you did!"
"Stenhart—" Jim began, and
stopped.
“Oh, I know!" Jane's gesture was
eloquent.
Jim, remembering the man sus-
pended between the ledge and eter-
nity, to save his enemy, began to
walk up and down the hall. Jane
dropped into his vacant chair and
laid her head on the desk. She
could hear the fury of the wind out-
side. It grew dusky, too, in the old
hall, for the day was passing swift-
ly; tomorrow—
"I'm sorry, but I can't do a
thing!" said Jim hoarsely.
She made no reply. A shiver ran
through her; tomorrow he would be
on his way east! There is so little
in a day—and so much. Then, sud-
denly, she heard Fanny's voice call-
ing to Jim. Her brother answered
hurriedly, went into the sickroom
and the door closed behind him.
For the first time Jane was alone
She straightened herself in the old
worn chair and looked about her
In the daygloom of the old hali
she saw only shadows here and
there. A clock ticked loudly over
the desk, and it seemed to remind
her of the brevity of the span of
life. The rain no longer beat with
W.N.U. RUfASC
The old man looked away, swal-
lowing hard. He had known Jane
when she was five years old; he
hated to see her face now.
"Quick, Mac, I’ve only got a little
while—they may call me back—they
think Stenhart's very bad!"
Her hands, on his arm, shook, and
he felt them. Reluctantly, he led
the way into the long low building;
Jane caught a glimpse of the vac-
queros at supper and, with them,
some men who belonged to Cutler's
posse. But Mac got her past them
to a door in the end of the room.
There was a moment of delay and
then it was opened. Mac had spoken
to Cutler and the guard came out
and sat down outside the door as
Jane went in alone. The little room,
with its one tiny window-slit, too
small for a man’s body to pass
through, was dim with the coming
of dusk, but she saw the tall man
who sat at the little table, a tray of
untasted food before him, his head
upon his hands. Expecting no one
whom he cared to see. he did not
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such fury on the window-panes, but
the wind shrieked and howled In
the distant canyons. Sherwin ftas
in the other building still. The men
were there; she could see Jose and
Pete Rooney rubbing down their
horses in the open door of the sta-
bles. She rose cautiously and fled
softly down the hall, past Stenhart’s
closed door; it seemed to her that
she heard voices but she did not
stop to listen. She opened a little
sidedoor that led past the kitchen
and ran into the rain. It was falling
lightly nqw; the gray clouds had
broken on the distant ranges and the
high peaks shone in clear weather
It seemed almost like a promise
this lifting of the clouds, and she
called Mac softly.
The old man emerged from his
quarters with a long face. “You
mustn't get wet, Jane, better run
back,” he warned.
But she caught at hia sleeve with
shaking hands. "Mac. I've got to
see him!"
MacDoweU hesitated. "He’s got
guards alongside of him, Jane; it
ain’t no place for you—”
She lifted her blue eyes steadily
to his. “Mac, I must see him—
it's—” she choked—“it's the last
timel"
He raised his head and their eyes
met.
even look up and the despair in his
attitude went to her heart. She
thought of him, as she had seen
r*.brave ®*>d free, going down on
that thin rope over the abyss to save
his enemy! A proud light shone sud-
denly in her blue eyes, and she came
close to him.
John!" she said softly.
He raised his head and their eyes
met. For an instant he seemed
dszed, then he rose to his feet.
er,.T0u ve eome 10 me—a prison-
“I saw you,” she said; "I’m so
proud of you!"
He drew a long breath. "Jane,
you did it! I’d vowed to kill him—
Id tracked him like a murderer—I
had nothing in my heart but hate.
I was waiting to kill him when you
came up there, but when I found
you cared, your touch drove out the
poison—I couldn’t do it!”
She looked up proudly. "You
didn’t know yourself, John, even I
didn t know you, for when I saw you
there, waiting for him. I thought
youd kill him. But it was never
really in your heart, John Sherwin,
for you’re a brave man—no brave
man is a murderer! You’ve-made
good.”
He smiled bitterly. "You forget
what—I am!"
*‘No* I remember! Some day it
will come right; the truth can’t be
a ways hidden. I’ll believe in you
always!”
Emotion choked him, then, in a
brotten voice: "It means only mis-
ery for you to care; I’m as good as
a dead man. Forget me, Jane, be
happyl"
„‘‘Never’" **>• answered softly.
Always I’ll remember—until we
meet againl” \
He held her hands In a grip that
almost hurt them, looking down into
her brave eyes.
"You gave up your chance for
him—and he’s dying, John. Jordan's
shot will kill him."
Sherwin was dumb, hia head
bowed in utter despair.
"Oh, if I could only get you out!”
•he murmured brokenly, then with
sudden hope. "I’ve thought of a way
-there used to be a shuttered win-
dow back here—" she ran to the
wall, feeling it-”it’s here-you’re
strong—come!” she whispered.
His heart leaped. Liberty! It
would not give her to him, but free
he might carve out a destiny, re-
trieve something yet. His hands ac-
tually shook as he followed her guid-
ance. In the darkening room he
could just see the fastenings, old
and covered with dust, half papered
over. It resisted and he drew his
table fork—they had not allowed
* knife—along the crevices.
At last he released the shutter,
turned it softly and looked out. He
faced an open slope and the light
from another window streamed
across it. Sherwin drew back with
a grim smile.
“They've beaten us, Jane!”
A man was sitting there, with his
rifle across his knees. The sheriff,
having caught a jail-breaker, was
taking no chances.
Jane was crying bitterly now, but
Sherwin tried to comfort her.
"At best, I'd have been only a
hunted fugitive, dear girl; we must
part—’’ He could not go on. Her
sobs shook him with an even deep-
er emotion.
There came a soft knock at the
door and old Mac's voice, a bit
husky. "Time’s up, Jane, an’ the
doc’s here; he says Stenhart's dyin’
—they want you!"
“God keep you!" Sherwin said
hoarsely; all other words failed.
The girl, blind with tears, stum-
bled out, old Mac holding her up.
"They’re callin’ for you, Jane," the
old man explained. "I had to come
all fired quick. Jim’s got th’ sheriff
an' two others, two that come with
th' posse. Teresa’s sayin’ prayers
with two candies in th’ kitchen an' i
Ah Ling’s outside, chatterin’ some-
thing awful in Chinee.”
As he spoke ne guided the falter-
ing girl on to the veranda and opened
the door. A flood of light streamed I
out. Jim was sitting supinely at 1
his desk, sagged in his chair. Be-
side him towered the big sheriff, and j
a deputy was writing something on
a paper at the table. Jane, coming
in, half dazzled and blind with weep*
felt Fanny’s arms go around
her.
"He's dead, Jane; it’s over—Jim,
tell her!”
Jim, speechless, made a sign to
Cutler. “You do it!”
But the big sheriff had lost his
nerve; he only made motions with
his lips like chewing. It was Fanny
who drew Jane down beside her on
a bench by the door.
“He told us before he died, Jane,”
she said, "and the deposition was
taken—he confessed to the murder
of his uncle. It was done in the gar-
den; the man who swore that Max
was with him at the time was a
perjurer, paid by Max. His uncle
quarreled with him and told him
that he was going to change his
will and leave every cent he had to
Sherwin. Max broke out, they quar-
reled violently, and the old man
struck him with his cane, as he
would a little boy. Infuriated, Max
snatched the pruning - knife and
s‘*yck back without thinking. He
killed him 1 He ran out and hid, saw
Sherwin come, and the scheme to
save himself and get the money
leaped into his crazed brain. He
swore to a lie to save himself; he
framed it all up—Sherwin was utter-
ly innocent!”
For a moment Jane neither
moved nor spoke. She hid her face
in her hands.
"Oh, Fanny, think of all those
years!” she gasped at last.
Fanny nodded. "I know! Max
used to tell us in his delirium-
Teresa heard it, too. I thought it
was the worry ol the trial-delirium,
fever dreams—but old Teresa aL
ways believed it!”
Jim, who had not spoken at all,
rose suddenly and went out. With
him went the sheriff and his depu-
ties. The two girls were alone.
Fanny, trying to still Jane’s broken
sobs, put her arms about her again.
"He's suffered so much!" Jane
said, “and he gave up his chance
to escape today to save Max! Think
of it, to save the man who had
ruined him I”
Fsnny touched her softly on the
shoulder. “Look up, Jane!"
The girl lifted her head. The door
stood open and on the threshold
erect and radiant, stood Sherwin. '
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DECISIVE MOMENTS
IN PETEK’S LIFE
LESSON TEXT—John 1:«; Mark trSS;
Luk» H M JT. SI. St. John Jl lMl.
MEMORY SELECTION—Wa ou«M to otx?
God rather man man.—Aeta 1:38.
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Men are of primary Interest to
God. Our Lord Jesus has always
been concerned about men, eager
that they should be filled with ail
the fullness of His love and the
beauty of His grace. He it is who
stands by in the hour of weakness
and failure to give renewed strength
to His repentant child.
The life of Peter runs the gamut
of human feelings from the height
! j*>y end assurance to the depth
of despair. He learned many of his i
lessons the hard way—by a stubborn I
struggle in the school of experience |
—but he came out into a glorious '
and triumphant faith in Christ.
I. A New Name and a Great Con-
fession (John 1 42; Mark 8:27-29).
When a man comes to Jesus tn
true faith and devotion he becomes
a changed man. The Bible speaks of
it as a new birth, a radical change
from darkness to light, a going from
death to life.
A name is important in its bear-
ing on the individual's life. How
often parents hinder or embarrass
a child with an unworthy name,
or a foolish imitation of the name
of some giddy individual in the pub-
lic eye, but lacking real character.
Simon, which means "hearing"
I was completed by the name Peter
meaning "rock," a token of this
i change of direction of life. The
j gave it to him, and He knew
: all about the man, his past, present
j an*j future, the longings of his heart
which were to be fulfilled in serv-
; ice for Him.
I The great confession of Christ
(Mark 8), which became the foun-
j dation of the church (see Matt. 16:
! was the expression of the heart
i of this spiritually changed man.
1 "Thou art the Christ!” Such is
j the conviction and cpnfession of the
man or woman with the reborn life!
H. An Awful Failure and a Deep
Repentance (Luke 22.54-57 , 61, 62).
Peter had vaunted himself in de-
claring his everlasting loyalty to the
Lord. His old self-satisfaction and
boastfulness had overcome him. He
had even come to the place where
he felt capable of telling the Lord
that He was mistaken.
He made the grave mistake of fol-
lowing the Lord "afar off” (v. 54).
He did not intend to deny the Lord,
but he had allowed himself to get
into a position where it was hard to
stand up for Him.
The lesson for us is evident. If
we want our faith to be steady and
true in the hour of the enemy’s at-
tack we must not get far from the
Lord, nor may we find our fellow-
ship with this Christ-denying world.
Peter’s strong denial of our
Lord, his use of language unbecom-
ing to a believer, his quick false-
hoods—all these mark the thing he
did for what he knew it to be when
he heard the cock crow—a terrible
sin against the Christ.
The look of Jesus doubtless car-
ried conviction, but one somehow
feels that it was even more a look I
of tenderness and of assurance of
the Lord's promised prayers for
him.
The thing which brought the tears
of repentance was the remem-
brance of the Lord's own words (v.
61). It is the recollection of the
Word of God which brings a man to
his senses spiritually.
Peter’s repentance was real. So
we find that Peter was restored and
reinstated in his place of service for
the Lord.
HI. A Complete Restoration and
an Obedient Service (John 21:15-17).
Jesus met Peter on the first Eas-
ter morning, so he was assured of
forgiveness. But Peter and the others
had returned to their old life as
fishermen. They ssem to have lost
their vision, or had become dis-
couraged.
But the Lord had not forgotten
them. He appeared and told them
where to catch fish, and then we
have the lovely scene around the
fire as they breakfasted together.
There it was that the Lord met
Peter, and as he had denied Christ
thrice he is asked to thrice declare
his devotion to Him. He is standing
by Christ’s fire now. There is no
hesitancy and no uncertainty in his
witness now.
The man who thus declared his
readiness to serve Christ to the end
had many an opportunity to prove
the sincerity of that profession. He
met persecution and imprisonment,
but to every effort of man to close
his mouth or to change his witness
he had the simple reply of absolute
obedience to the Lord.
Tradition tells us that this faithful-
ness finally led Peter to a martyr’s j
death, but he was ready even for
that. So we see a life made over, j
made powerful, made glorious for |
God through the matchless grace of
our Lord Jesus Christ. He can do
It for you, too. Will you let Him?
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