THE PAGE TWO I VEPIII. TIMES-NEW- S UTAH Friday, January 4, she would have reached Norman la another hundred paces, she sat dowa od a drift log and waited. ir The Marked Man A Romance of 'the Qreat Lakes By KARL W.N.V.Strrica W. DETZER since Jim Nelson's advice to wait a little longer before coming back, lie bad written again, a abort embarrassed letter-t- o old Uustaf, enclosing balf bis second pay check. Ue would like to go to Madrid. But Nelson knew best probably. Ue was faithful, a friend of both Erlcksons. There still was Julie. Ue bad not written ber, bad not known what to write. Nevertheless be felt that Julie would be glad to see him In spite of his long silence. It bad been two months oh. longer than that, be wrs ashamed to It bad been figure bow long nearly three months since be visited the lUctiaud farm. Ue turned to the left up a tricky, hilly cattle path. This looked like back country, all right. Another world. Ue felt lost Inland. Now, how could be explain that? When he was uncomfortable on the lake? Ue shrugged his shoulders, with one of his mother's funny little gestures. It was too deep for him! The ltlchauds all were busy on tfcs farm. Julie, when she saw hi in approach, put down the box of cherries which she was pitting and opened the bars at the end of tbe lane. Her cheeks were sharply colored when he came up with ber, and ber purple black hair was curling In the heat More than ever she looked like a little Bay THE 8T0RY From hla French-Canadia- Norman mother, n Ertckaon a dlataate tor Ufa on tha water, which la beyond tha un- der tandinc of hla father, Uuataf, veteran deep-watAt eailor. Mra. L'rlckson'a death Guataf to ma lea Norman, who baa been working for a rrocer, hla partner In hla finning boat, at once. In rebellious mood, Norman aeeka comfort from Julia er n Hlcbaud, playmate of bla acbool daya. Quataf. going to tha aid of a drowning friend la crippled. After month. Ouataf la In a meaaura able to hla occupation. Ed. Baker, young fisherman, Nonnan'e lifelong enemy, fane 111 feeling be- -, twean father and aon, and Norman determlnea to aeek employment In tha lighthouse service Ii. fore ha baa accepted, Norman refuse to accompany hla father on a Ashing trip, during a fierce atorm. Ouataf accuses him of French-Canadia- re-eu- cowardice. Indignant, Norman (roes to Blind Man'a Eye. Captain Stocking la In command, living with bia daughter, Susan. Ed Baker glvea Stocking and hla daughter a biased account of Norman's conduct. While filling lamp with kerosene Susan aets Ore to ber aklrta. CHAPTER IV Continued lie Jerked down a tarpaulin and slummed It od the floor. Fire? Sure, he could beat fire I It wasn't wind . . . It wasn't rtorin . . . who Deeded a coast guardsinun to drown out fire? Ue felt dizzy . . . cool, this gaud . . be planted It cared n fully . . . here, there It, there wasn't any Ore, wasn't an; danger. Just that filthy swell I "III! Captain t" be shouted huskily. ... "The boy's a d n fool I" Captain Parish said distinctly. "Fine thanks, ain't It? Try to save a man's life and have him knock you down a million stairs! The fool was drown'd In ..." fire. "The lire was outl And 1 tell you, Joslah Parish, It ain't fitting, such talk. My, my, what's happened this day . . . Erlckson put Sue's fire out, Joslah Parish. Coast guard didn't have a uL oar In it. We didn't need coast Faith, and I'd knocked ""j'ourWX7 down, too, days I was V "4 . h.,.,. I M h ...II. ...K. dred and eighty steps. . . ." "Is the Are ut?" asked Norman. The group in his bedrom started. Captain Stocking was walking violently without his shovs up and down the bare painted floor. ' Captain Parish of the coast guard sat astride the chair. He coughed Just as Norman spoke. Sue Stocking came toward the bed. "All out," she answered. "What's the matter, then?" Norman demanded. "Nothing!" answered Sue. Her voice was mild. "Lie still." "You put out a mean mess o' kerosene," her father cried. He mopped bis fat red face. "Saved a lens, far as I can figger, saved the whole tower." Captain Parrlsh Interrupted. "You knocked my number seven man clean downstairs. . . ." "It didn't hurt him!" cried Sue Stocking. "Knocked him Parish growled: clean downstairs for trying to lug you rfd. out !" "Who'd 1 .,.. hit?" Norman asked. "You hit Ed Baker," Sue explained to him. "He came up to the tower and you knocked him down. Norman didn't know he hit him. Captain Parish. And the fire was out. "Sure the fire was outl" Samuel Stocking turned on his daughter. "No thanks to you, Susan. You certainly have done your share o' mischief today. What a day, what a day !" He switched tils attack to Norman. "It was that Baker come first, your fr'end Eaker! Busted up them stairs like a seasick cow. You was capsized In your head, Erlckson. You was yellln' wild, and when Baker ran up yoo pitched Into him bow first-- " "It didn't hurt him," repeated Sue Storking. And it wouldn't have "Might of. been the first time he plunked him. either." Captain Parish strode out of the door. "Night Sam'l," he called from the hallway. "Night. Miss Sue." Norman tried to think. His hands and arms and face were bandaged. ointment tha: with a sickening srnelled like Hsh oil . . . he was very sleepy . . . there had been a fire, he had knocked Ed Baker down the tower stairs. . . . "Why'd I ever do that?" he asked Sue Stocking. She had slipped from the room. So had Captain Stocking. apparently, The assistant keeper turned over miserably and slept. It was seven days before Norman dressed In Ms uniform and prowled dizzily aronod the lighthouse reservation ; In twelve he resumed work. In two weeks he took his first d:iy off duty. He was undecided where to go. He And he witnted to see his father. uimtpd to talk with .lulle lllelimid 'He had had no word from Madrid t ... ... Ue screamed so loud all Madrid Bay listened. Ue totd m Eddie Baker lays It was over I girl . . ." "What'd be say?" "Eddie Baker?" I don't "Baker? No, my father. care what Baker says." Julie looked at blm keenly, then flushed. "Your father sat on the bridge Sun day," the related. "We stopped, wj father and L So long we have out heard of you. I asked about yoo. Ziit I lie gave me the look of s panther. Norman. That boy Is not my son!' be screamed. 'He's afear'd !' Ue cried out you must never come back to Madrid, never. "'Good!' I said. 'Maybe be will come to the farm.' But not Eddie ... r good-natured- CopTtiflit bf TK at that rll!!li (Tv m..Jf AV girl. "You. Co. Bubb-Mtti- It la only s sheep. I get very angry with It Sometimes, Norman ..." Sometimes what?" "You are like a sheep," Julie said "When your father wants gravely. yoo to fish, yoo want to farm. When somebody else wants you to farm, yoo talk about lights." Ue turned Norman arose quickly. on ber wlib a swift harsh anger, but she did not shrink. She was looking at blm soberly from ber fine black eyes. "Goodby." he said shortly. Ue moved away a dozen steps. Julie answered. "Oood-by,- There was regret In ber voice, regret and forgiveness but no bint of relenting. "Come again, Norman." Ue did not look back. At the mala road be turned south, walked rapidly and spoke to no one on tbe way. Ue was angry. Angry at himself, at Julie, at his father. Wise Julie bad told blm what be bad told himself a thousand times. Lake or land! It never would be Uis mother and his own decision. Gustaf bad seen to that He probably was a sheep . . . one minute this way. the next minute another. Julie Ulchuud could not understand that tug within bim, all she saw was tbe foolish way It made him look and act. He felt that she did not object to the water as her father did. Only she y wanted him to tove It or leave It And she bad meant ber "No I" And what did be love most? lie bad missed the presence of the Eye today, missed It even In the daytime, It was a bard demanding mistress there on the coast, part take, part land, like bis own blood. He felt a sympathy for Blind Man's Eye, a kinship for It Landsmen had built He pitied the It to serve the sea. tight . . . perhaps be loved It a little too. Norir.an shrugged his shoulders as he passed Into the woods. After all. what matter what he did, or bow people laughed. He wished he had not come away from Julie so hastily. She wanted him to work at potatoes, eh? Well, he would not He would not fish, but neither would he dig whole-heartedl- after all this time!" she cried, and stared at him. "What's happened to your bead. Norman? And your bands?" "Burned a little." he replied. Ue had a short way of answering questions. Uis mother used to 'tell him It was rude. "Burned Ue laughed olT her anxiety. He was glad to see Julie, gladder than be bad Imagined he would be. Somehow, he So expected ber to have changed. many things bad happened since last he saw her . . . years had run by In a fw months. But if she had changed. It "vas onl; that she was handsomer, that her eyes were darker and rounder and that the color on her cheeks was a deeper scartetlShe held tier bead a little higher, But she looked so young . . pjips. If the soil bad been kind to Wficad r I cermincMr to have Qui !hooiits And bdr "yes told Norman Just now that she was happy, dellci-uslhappy to see him, and nothing else In the world was bothering her bead. "Well, I came back," o.e said. Ue laughed, and then wondered why be laughed. Perhaps It was because of Julie's smile. "But Norman! Yon are thlnl" she told him. "Thin as a bean pole. And your head must be very badly hurt. Uere, come Into the shade. When were you hurt?" "Two weeks today. Did you hear. Julie, I'm working at the lighthouse?" A deep crease shot across her fore head. "I know." For a moment she was silent, and then her mood changed. She was like that, Norman She could shift her remembered. humors like a Great Lakes wind. "Have you had your dinner?" she asked. "Ours Is late toduy. Mother and father will both be glad to see you. Come In with me." She opened the kitchen door. The room was full of steam, ot little Pvlchauds, ot the inviting scent of French cooking. Old Germaine was scrubbing bis face In a towel. "Ho, Norman," he cried. "The good who hurt saints above! Who you?" Norman grinned, lie had forgotten He was how Germaine could scream. as excitable as Captain Stocking. "I'm not hurt Just burnt a little.'' Ue told the story bluntly. Germaine seemed Impressed when he finished; It all the family were admiring. pleased Norman for the Richauds to think him a hero. They even called him one. There was a thought to make the coast guard laugh ! At dinner, while Julie's mother bobbed busily about the table, with Germaine crowing, waving bis knife and fork, gulping carrots and piias between exwith Julie cited sentences, and RIchaud silent beside him, Norman described Blind Man's Eye and bis days and nights on duty. "Come with me," Julie bade when they finished their dinner. "I must carry salt two blocks of It over there," she pointed toward the northwest "Tbe sheep are In that pas- ... ture." Norman picked up tbe salt and strode willingly beside ber. Ue was glad to be alone with ber. Julie bad become client she whose tongue was unaccustomed to silence. She walked now gravely, as If there were a matter she wished to speak of and dared uot "Have you heard anything of my father?" Norman asked. Julie turned, and ber pink face re laxed. She had been waiting for that. "He Is very "Yes," she answered. angry at you, Norman. I had seen him once before since you went away He was angry then because you did not go out in the storm with him. This time It was something else. He had heard that you broke a man's head In the dark. Your father was very angry off? She Pointed Down tha Valley, and Norman, Following Her Gesture, Saw an Unpainted House and Barn. Baker has told vour father about the .-t,wr lighthouse sm wtA 'tfiere' becKise of a girl. . . ."aaTl "A girl? Baker said that?" Norman felt bis face redden. "That U ridiculous, Julie!" The girl turned toward him beseechingly. What she said appalled him. He bad never thought Julie would ask this! "Next year you will farm, Norman? There, south across the river, do you see that nice forty acres? You can have it on shares from old Henri I'la mondon." She pointed down the valley, and Norman, followed ber gesture, saw an unpainted bouse and barn. "Till then you can work for my father, Norman, If you want lie does not wish you to live at the lighthouse." Norman shook his head impatiently. "But 1 am signed up at the light Julie." He paused, seeking something that would appeal to her. "I have a fine uniform, Julie, with a little silver lighthouse on the cap. And at night the lamp slugs, Just like the choir over at Copperhead church, only quieter. You would love It at the, light Next week, Julie, can't you come see It? Come' and see Blind Man's Eyel" Julie raised her chin. Her glowing black eyes almost met his blue ones. "I don't believe I would care for the lighthouse business," she answered "It Is a wet business, Norman. Not like the farm. I am not meant for the wet lakes. You told me once your mother made a mistake. . . ." "In marrying a sailor?" He leaped at the word. "Yes, but I'm not a sailor I" "And we're not talking ot marrying!" Julie's tone matched bis. "But we might?" "No, Norman, no. You haven't found your place yet Norman. Once when you were here you told me you never were ot peace In a storm. "I said on water, Julie I" "The lighthouse is water." "No !" She did not argue further. A new tenderness had begun to glow In his sturdy face and she turned abruptlj from It It seemed be was a fud grown man today. Ue possessed more assurance, a strength that she admired. She sat down under a beech tree, and be dropped beside her. A washed rocky declivity spread below them. Sheep wandered aimlessly up and lown the northwest pasture under the cover of dark pine woods There was peace here, Norman admitted to himself. "You come Sunday afternoon," be In slsted. Uis voice was pleading. Ui took ber hand affectionately In his. "I'll think about It" she raid; then, as If done with that subject she withdrew her hand from bis and pointed one finger down the valley. "Do you see them?" she asked. "M father's sheep? The one that's nearly wbltf? Well. It has no sense When I want It In the lower pasture. It must go in the upper. When ( want It In the upper. It must go in the lower. It bus not the sense to do what 1 tell It - -v- ..." "Ahoy there, first mate," she cried. "It's time you came." She was In "I began to wonder. high spirits. Have you no sense at all? Sane men with their beads tied up la bandages don't walk to long la tbe beat I Sit down. Itest a minute." Norman sat beside ber This was the second time today a girl had ordered blm around, and be rather suspected that Sue Stocking didn't care a broken fishhook whether he obeyed ber or not "It's going to blow," she said, "Yes." The storm warning's flying at the coast guard station. Parish telephoned a bit ago. Barometer's kickWhcre've yoo ing out Its bottom. been?" Visiting "Visiting back country. friends." That's pleasant What did she say, that left yoo so quiet?" "Who?" "Your friends. Norman stammered. Sua laughed as If she expected no reply, then stood np and adjusted ber sailor tie. "See bow that fog Is rolling down? You'd best get along, young man, and belp the keeper with the signal. It's a double shift tonight, or I don't know old Michigan. Dad's In the tower watching for weather," she added as they approached the bouse door. "I'm going In. I'll get supper right away. Ycu'll be wanting It early." After ahe had run op the steps Norman turned toward the tower. On the high Iron deck that circled outside the lantern Captain Stocking was leaning over the low roll, bareheaded potatoes. A fresh exploring wind struck at fiTV'c'neek. If puttedVuTot-iji- e north-- east where foul weather is bora. - A.. storm making? Well, there bad been no real blow since Norman came to Blind Man's Eya Let ber blow, be was willing for a test Julie was an Independent girl, he told himself. And It was not a bad forty acres which she pointed out across the river. She had not said bow uueh Henri Plamondon would want for It . A fellow might work It on shares for a year or two, then buy It on time. Julie certainly was Independent ! CHAPTER V The Captain's Dog Norman walked rapidly the last The black cloud that mile of beach. had been visible only from the hilltop before now less than a half-hou-r loomed over the lake, puffing out Its dark cheeks, threatening. "Let her blow!" Norman told himself. He spoke aloud unconsciously His voice sounded flat, and he tried again. "Let her blow!" he shouted. That was better. to the Far up the beach, half-walight he saw Sue Stocking coming toward him. She was walking briskly, swinging her arms as if she It, in a short duck skirt and a sailor's middy, with her hair blowing like a small boy's In the wind. When y back-countr- y In the wind. "And It's a fine blow she's going to be tonight" tbe . captain greeted him, Norman assented without spirit Strange where all bis enthusiasm of the morning bad gone. The keeper's cheeks shone bright red with excitement Norman's own burned to the point of discomfort He realized now why the day bad felt so stuffy. It had not been the land's fault after alL A storm was coming. Already, In the rocks of Blind Man's Teeth, quiet water had turned a bilious saffron, enlivened by flashes of topae. "Best get the to signal started." "Fire's Captain Stocking directed. laid up?" "Yes, sir." I'm com"Touch It off. Walt 1 want to watch ing along of you. the water. It's healthy, watchln' a It starts good blood blow make. runnin' and kindles your liver." Norman shivered. "Cold?" asked Captain Stocking. "My, oh my, man ! This ain't cold. It's sweltering. You not cold?" Ue HghTed his pipe before stepping e out to the sand. Norman strode ... be-M- him. Ibey panted together up the ninety-onsteps. Out of the north the fog marched closer, overwhelming the e open spaces, a gray Invincible battalion cheered on by the voice of the winds. Norman looked out across the wa ter. lie was appalled by Its threat Always before a storm It seeemd wetter, ready for drownings. be moving there?" "Something shouted Into Stocking's ear. ."Oft that way?" He pointed west "Way out there. . . ." The keeper squinted. "Can't see, ought to brought th glass." "A steamer?" "Don't see. Aye, aye . . . you've good eyes, Erlckson. Mine used to be like that Aye, that's a steamer, a small one. I see It plain now. No . . . that's not a steamer. Maybe It's She's moving fast eight a flshboat a gasoline mile out ten maybe boat . . . yacht" "She'd best run Into harbor at Madrid." "She'd best not Ifs slipping too close nnder fhe shelter o' Mustache point that's the end of many a good vessel. Get's blowed across, anchors drag, rudders bust up, all kinds of things." ... (TO BE CONTINUED.) Loom Has Played Big Part in Civilization The Chinese claim that silk weaving was practiced In China In 2500 B. C, and the art of weaving was certainly known to the Egyptians at a still earlier period. Some scholars believe that weaving was Invented in Egypt but In all probahilty It was Invented by a In at least four different places primitive white man, a primitive yellow man, a primitive red man, man. The and a primitive black earliest attempts at weaving were simply the plaiting of grass blades, reeds or rushes, dono by hand without the aid of a loom. With the Invention ol the loom even of the simplest kind, such as Is still used among American Indian tribes of the Southwest great strides were made Our great in tbe art ot weaving. Stolen Gooda Bobby, aged Ave, had Just come home from the hospital and his aunt bought him a small tinker toy. While Bobby was playing with It his aunt remarked to another aunt that It had cost so much for such a small toy. The other aunt said: "Oh, well, It is well constructed. It Is made of stet-LBobby overheard them talking, and said: "Oh. I heard you. You 'steeled' It You did, 'cause I beard you ny so." grandmothers used the hand and treadle loom. The same was In general use until Doctor Cartwrlght an Englishman of whom It was said that he had never seen a loom In his life, Invented the power loom in 1787. Since bis day the loom has been altered and Improved until It has now come to a high state of perfection. Toad Burnt as Witch I have always liked the country people In Austria so much that It gives me a shock to read a truly dreadful occurrence In that land, says a London Dally Chronicle contributor. A peasant's cows were attacked by some mysterious Illness. A toad was found In the cowshed, and at once It was sug gested that witchcraft had been at work ; the witch had turned hersell Into a toad; the toad must be burned. So burned the wretched toad was while the peasant walked rcund car rying a crucifix. He was fined foi cruelty, but what a state of npijallinf ignorance the Incident uncovered ! Early Sewing Machine It Is probable that the sewing ma chine wr.s Introduced Into England bj Thomas Saint, who made such a ma rhino and hnd It patented on July l? 1700. 1929 News Notes 1 It't m I f PriaiUge to Live In Utah LEHI Sugar beets ranked third In tha list ot Utah crops. Farmers were paid f4.380.0OO for their product during tha year. HEBER CITY Utah's hay crop for 192S was valued at (17,380,000, an increase of more than $3,000,000 over the 1927 114,311,000. production, which totaled UTAH Wheat production In TJtah enriched the farmers $6,738,000 in 1928. This excels the preceding twelve months, which totaled J5.792.000. The wheat crop ranked second In the list. CEDAR CITY A total of 700 deer killed In nine days by live men Is the record established by those appointed to do the Job under the direction o' the forest service on the Kalbab forest The DELTA coldest weather ex- perienced In Delta was felt here recently when the mercury, according to the government station at Deseret dropped to 14 degrees below zero. The large number ot shoppers in town shivered as they wet.t from p'ace to place making their Christmas selections. SALT LAKE Increase In value of all Utah crops this year over 1927 is given at $3,000,000 in tbe annual crop summary of Frank Andrews, local statistician for the United States department of agriculture. Utah crops last year brought the farmers $39,000.-000- , while the returns this year will total $42,000,000. IsaacCoach Thorpe EPHRAIM son and his polished hoop artists from the Purple and Gold school at Ephralm, will depart soon by automobile on a barnstorming tour through the northern part ot the state. The Ephralm high Bchool basketball representatives are the strongest ever to represent the school, and have won from Bingham, Murray and NephL EPHRAIM Stockmen of Ephralm are paying- a bounty of $5 for coyotes and $4 for bobcats caught in the fields and on the ranges adjacent to Ephralm. It is reported to the Manti national forest office that the Spring City people are raying a similar bounlocal trappers to ty to encourage work around home where the losses - from predatory animals have been heavy during past summer and fall. HEBER CITY Utah's Christmas turkey pool of 560,000 pounds broke all previous records, selling for $225-00cash and .filling 23 cars, declared (;' of Albertus "Willardson, the Utah Poultry Producers association, recently. The figure was more than double that of 1927, which totaled 250,000 pounds. The pool commanded the highest unit price of any sold and was the only western pool that sold for cash. LOGAN Under the direction of W. J. Funk, state road supervisor for Cache county, the work of widening various points on the road In Logan canyon is rapidly progressing. Many of the sharpest curves where automobile accidents have prevailed in the past are being removed as much as An attempt Is being made possible. to accomplish the project before the summer traffic begins. The work is being undertaken following authorization by K. C. Wright, engineer of the state road commission. OGDEN Members ot the Weber s' county committee of the Utah association visited the offices of the Weber county commissioners recently and placed their official O. K. on the budget for 1929 as tentatively fixed by the commissioners. The Weber county budget aggregates $349,-03based on an estimated revenue of 349,860.13. The estimated revenue from taxes, fees, etc., is as follows: General fund, $169,748.23; poor fund, $41,306.18; roads, $138,811.70. The budget as tentatively agreed upon is as follows for the three funds: General fund, $170,223; poor fund, $41,265; 0 Tax-paper- roads, $137,550. RICHFIELD Testing of dairy cows, heifers and bulls in Sevier county has Just been completed by representatives of the state board of agriculture and the bureau ot animal industry of the United States department of agriculture. The work was la charge of Dr. I. L. Nebeker, deputy state veterinarian, anj Dr. J. I. Curtis of Richfield and Dr. C. U Jones of the bureau ot animal industry of Provo. Reports of the veterinarians submitted to County Agent S. R. ll show a total of 7097 head and have been tested in the county this month and sixty reactors were found. The large number of reactors this year is a surprise to all who have been interested in the test Boa-we- UTAH Utah has maifcedjA to 75 per cent of its roadywith standard dagger and cajitljrfslgns and. route markers, accorditifto the report Just made by the biau of public roads of the UnitedffStates department of agriculture. Cliforn'a, Kentucky and Colorado haj don the same amount of workyjut the states of Arkansas, Oregonjr Connecticut, South Carolina, Louisiana, Delware, Nevada and IdahoYhave marked 73 to 89 cent per of tr roads. Twenty-elRh- t of the states- have comp.eted the marking system - V ;