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Show iiirsday, THE l,i XEPHI. UTAH TIMES-NEW- She had striking dark eyes a full, irregular mouth, and there was a certain shyness in her manner that won Autumn to her immediately. She shook hands briefly with Autumn. "So this is Autumn Dean," she said. "I'm so glad you've come to head. Star Bust and ' ft ft ft ft toLoaue. to vv ft ft C MARTHA OSTENSO ft THE STORY THUS FAB Lovely, Independent Autumn Dean, returning home to British Columbia from abroad without her father's knowledge, stops at the home of Hector Cardigan, an old family friend. He tells her that she should not have come home, that things have changed. Arriving home at the "Castle of the Norns," she Is greeted lovingly by her father, Jarvis Dean, who gives her to understand that she Is welcome for a short visit. Her mother, former belle named Millicent Odell, has been dead for years. Autumn cannot understand her father's attitude, though gives him to understand that she is home for good. Her father gives a welcomAutumn meets Florian Parr, dashing, ing dance at the castle. young man of the countryside. Late In the evening Autumn leaves the dance, to the neighboring ranch where she meets Bruce Landor, friend rides horseback and champion of her childhood days. He takes her to see his mother, an Invalid. His father is dead, thought to have killed himself. As soon as his mother sees Autumn she commands Bruce to take her away, that death follows In the wake of the Odells. Autumn is both saddened and perplexed. Bruce, apologetic, can offer no reason for his mother's attitude. Autumn calls again on Hector Cardigan this time to find out the reason for Mrs. Landor's outburst. From his conversation she inferred that Geoffrey Landor killed himself because he loved Millicent Dean, her mother. Meanwhile, Bruce Landor rides to the spot where his father's body was found years before. There he meets Autumn. Autumn and he talk of their families. They agree that her mother and his father loved each other deeply and that their love is the cause of present antagonism. Florian Parr, at the castle for dinner, proposes to Autumn. She refuses him. The next day Autumn meets Bruce in a herder's cabin. There they declare their love for each other, and determine to stand together against everyone who might come between them. Autumn tells ber father that she Is going to marry Bruce. She is aghast to see his reaction, and Is agonized to bear him whisper that Geoffrey Landor did not take his own life. He tells her the story. Millicent, his wife, and Geoffrey Landor had fallen In love with each other. But Millicent would not break her marriage vows. Meeting Landor one day In a secluded spot. Jarvis Dean was forced to fight with him. Landor is accidentally killed by his own gun. Autumn knows then that everything la ended between Bruce and herself. d "Can't say I blame him, either," CHAPTER VI Continued. Autumn snatched bat and gloves trom the chair and abruptly turned to the door. Hector put out a hand. "Where are you going. Autumn?" he asked, his voice trembling. "I'm starting for hell!" she retorted. "So long!" He took her arm gently. "Won't you let me talk to you?" he pleaded. "You had your chance to do that last week," she told him. "It's too late for that now." She flung out of the house and ran to her car. In a moment she was climbing out of the valley on the winding trail that led to Kelowna. The room into which the younger Autumn was cool and fragrant with roses. It had been done in pale green and ivory. A covered the floor. rug of fawn-colo- r "What a sweet room!" Autumn said as she glanced about her. "I'm glad you like it," said the girl in a voice of careful indolence. "My room is there next to this." She pointed with her cigarette holder, a long magenta affair which she held poised in her right hand. Under her left arm she carried a silvery mop which Autumn had already learned was a Belgian griffon. The girl was a slender with eyes of a hazy violet, and lips Parr girl led that were brilliantly rouged. The open doorway that led to the adjoining room revealed a mauve-toneboudoir that somehow seemed a perfect setting for the girl. Autumn glanced at the room and then turned to pat the dog on the girl's arm. "What do you call him. Miss Parr?" she asked. "His name is Koochook which ounds a bit Eskimoish but it's 'lied which on , Ganges or somewhere means a rubber. And for God's sake, ,n't call me "Miss Parr.' You'll .scare everybody to death around here. My devoted parents tagged me with 'Melinda' when I was too young to have any opinions of my own. I get 'Linda' but I prefer 'Lin' if you don't mind." "Rather not," Autumn replied. "I d -- like it" She saw that her bag had been brought in and unpacked, and her .things laid out in orderly fashion on fie bed. i"I had my faithful slavey attend your clothes," Linda said. "You'd re a shower, perhaps. The bath is the left, there, between our lms." tThanks," Autumn said. "I'd like hing better." hnda reclined on a chaise-longuher dog on the velvet fuking. beside while Autumn her, "You'd make a Linda added. 9 orative sister-in-law.- dec- " The girl was part and parcel of all that Autumn had left behind her in Europe. Behind her mask of indolence there was a rapacity tor living. Autumn knew her kind very well, though she was somewhat surprised to find it here. "Are you in love with Florian, by any chance?" Linda asked suddenly as Autumn tossed her negligee about her shoulder and thrust her feet into her mules. Autumn smiled. "I don't think so not yet, at any rate," she replied. "I might have known as much," Linda said. "The Parrs are such damned fools!" Her voice trailed away, as though it was too much of an effort for her to express her contempt for the breed. Autumn hurried off to take her shower. When she returned, Linda was sitting where she had left her. "I'll be ready in a minute," she said as she set about dressing. "Don't hurry," Linda replied lazily. "No one hurries around here. Florian will probably be gnawing his nails if he isn't getting tight. But it'll do him good to wait I was terribly sorry, by the way, that I couldn't go to your dance. Florian said it was a great success." "He told me you were disappointed," Autumn said. "I was sorry, lawn." "We had the whole countryside there," Autumn told her. "So Florian said. Bruce Landor didn't turn up, I understand." Autumn started at the mention of Brace's name. She turned away from Linda to pick up a garment from the bed, fearing that her face might betray the quickening of her heart "His mother has been very ill," she said evasively. "I know. She's been dying for a year. I believe nothing keeps her alive but sheer cussedness. She knows Bruce will have a chance to get around as soon as she's gone." 'You know Bruce pretty well?" Autumn asked. "As well as he'll let me," Linda "I called him up again replied. today to see if he couldn't possibly come down. Earlier in the week he was afraid he'd be too busy, but he said today he'd try to make it to morrow night." "He told me you had invited him," Autumn said. She wondered if Linda would, note the unsteadi ness of her voice. "And he seemed very sorry that he couldn't get down in time for the game." Although her attitude was casual enough now, what she felt was some thing verging on panic. Bruce had told her that he could not go to Kelowna. And now If he came here, it would be primarily because of Idressed. I'You're a sort of cross between Elinor," she said f and my sisterAutumn Ishe watched appraising-- I "Elinor is the horse of the fam-I- . That may have sounded funny. It I didn't mean any reflection on her. lu." "You've known him all your life, VVutumn laughed, won out of her haven't you?" Linda pursued with pression somewhat, in spite of an interest that was agonizing. rself. "Where is Elinor?" she "We went to school together." ked. "He told me so." Linda sighed. lUnda waved a languid arm. "God In love with rows. Probably down pruning the "Why didn't you fall him?" I no, guess it's not the Autumn's hands trembled as she 'ason for that. Spraying them. on her stockings. She got up ay be, or whatever it is they do drew this time of vpnr. Or h m a v and went to the dresser where she out shooting squirrels. She's a could see Linda's face In the mirror. 111 rtiA nnnf Klinnr htit vmi'll libs The girl was stroking her dog idly, "It probably didn't occur to me." 'er." "I'm sure I shall like all of you." Autumn observed with straightened utumn said, a little helplessly. lips. "It occurred to me the first time "I'm not at all sure," Linda pro tested. "We're a bit touched, if 1 saw him." Linda said. "And no ou ask me. The stock is good other man has meant a damn to me Inough, but something must have since." "There's lots of time yet. Lift,' me wrong in the breeding. The . , mily takes Itself quite seriously, Autumn told her. o except Florian and me. We 'Time has nothing to do with It, end most of our time laughing at my dear," Linda observed, her lids le others and ouraelves." lowered In a resigned fatigue. "It and ."There's a saving grace In that," happens or It doesn't happr-that's all there Is to It. tt hnppptird tumn remarked. 'You're the only thing Florian has to me In a minute. It won't happen ler taken seriously except polo." to him in ten years so faf r I'm ,i ; l id a observed, blowing smoke concerned." She remained standing at the win"The poor boy is hit and ;gs. dow until Autumn had finished It hard." "Oh. nonsense!" Autumn laughed dressing, and was ready to go down. "All set!" Autumn announced. Lolly Linda turned from the window and But she colored as she felt Linda s rutiny change to a mobile, slow gave her an appraising look. Au I'M of tumn waft dressed in a simple white s.pr'ivat pie-tree- s i net diniit. quotse drops at her ... d "You're lovely,' ply, and slipped her ... Autumn's as they went tofa iter to join the others. On the portico Florian met them with tall frosted glasses in his hands and led Autumn to one of the deeply cushioned bamboo chairs. "I thought you'd never come back," he said. "I knew I shouldn't have let you get into Lin's clutches. From now on you're mine." He went and got his own glass and d returned and seated himself on the floor at her side. "How lovely this is!" Autumn murmured, as her gaze drifted out over the tessellated valley. "It has never been really quite perfect before," Florian said in a voice that was flushed with a sort of urgency. Autumn lowered her lids In the quick pain the words brought her. She bit her lips in vexation at her own feeble will, her inability to put Bruce out of mind, cleanly and definitively. She must play up now or be lost she thought desperately. "You are too free with your compliments, Florian," she said wearily. "You mustn't turn my head." She looked across at Linda as she spoke. The girl had seated herself on the porch swing, her shapely legs hoisted above her and her feet sim-aroug- h high-backe- overlook cross-legge- that." "You're scarcely human, dear," Linda remarked, stretching her arms and yawning. "I have my points, though, darling," Elinor observed as she took a generous gulp from her glass. "I can at least tell a Shropshire ewe from a Macintosh red. Lin thinks a bobtail flush is a breed of dog." She laughed at Autumn, drained her glass and went into the house to prepare for dinner. "Filthy!" Linda flung after her as she disappeared. "Blame yourself for it" Florian said. "You always get the worst of it when you run into Elinor. Here's Dad and Tim." The two men came up the steps as he spoke. J. Elliot Parr was a tall, slightly florid man, his hair thinning a bit his chest thrust out in the determined effort to defer an He was inevitable corpulence. dressed in white ducks and a polka-dtie, a handkerchief bordered with polka-dot- s nattily pointing from his breast pocket He greeted Autumn with a vigorous handshake. "Well, I'm damned if this isn't a pleasure!" he boomed. "So this is Millicent's girl! Well, well and a fine young filly she is, too. Eh, Florian?" "Don't I get in on this?" asked Timothy. Autumn took the hand he held out to her and met frankly the searching gaze he bent upon her. He was a darkly man with eyes in which there was a constant and aggressive search. "Don't be afraid of him. Autumn," Linda piped up. - "He was divorced last year for preferring blondes." "Shut up!" said Florian agreea- Religious Field Those DeZurik Sisters heavy-shouldere- good-looki- bly. " Timo "I'm not thy assured Autumn. "My only kick against the world is that there are too many women in it. regardless of coloring. A man can't get around to them all." "Timothy does his best" Linda jibed from her place on the swing. "But what did your pater mean by keeping you tied up over there in the Old Country all these years? the elder Parr enquired. "He probably thought it was for my own good," Autumn returned. "But I'm awfully glad to be back home again." "Hell, yes! I should think so!" Elliot declared heartily. "There's no room over there for a girl like you. You want space to move around in. eh?" He turned away to enter the house. "Well, make yourself at home, my dear. Your mother had many a good time in this house.'1 He disappeared through the door way as he spoke and Timothy took up the conversation as he poured a cocktail and seated himself. "Well, I've laid a substantial bet against your chances in the game tomorrow, Florian," he said. "Alex Campbell seems to think you ought to win." "Alex is a wise bird," Florian retorted. "We ought to nick them for a margin of three goals, at narrow-minded,- good-lookin- g "I didn't mean any reflection on you." braced against the chain upon which the swing was suspended. "You might turn it and look at me," Florian ventured. "Don't let him fuss you, Autumn," Linda said. "He always gets complimentary on a couple of silver fizzes." Autumn smiled and looked out upon the panorama that lay below them. The Colonial mansion of the Parrs stood on a bluff overlooking the long crystalline mirror of Lake Okanagan. From the columned portico one could look down, in spring, upon a sea of bloom, the white, pink, and deeper pink froth of thousands of fruit trees in flower, apple, peach, cherry and pear. And beyond the rosy nacre of the orchards lay the long blue shaft of the lake, vanishing behind misty headlands on the north and south. Here, in the ample security of their the Parrs had lived for years, a and pleasure-lovinlusty, swift-livinfamily whose brilliant exploits had become colorful legend in the countryside. It was the boast of J. Elliot Parr that at the age of sixty he could still show his son Flor ian a point or two at polo, and that a fencing foil was still sweet in his hand. Certain people with a spite ful turn of mind might say that It was not surprising that Mrs. Parr had given up the ghost long ago, but that was neither here nor there so far, at least, as the younger generation of Parrs was concerned. Florian's dog, a copper-colore- d Irish setter, came bounding up the steps and laid his bead wistfully on Autumn's lap. "You dear old fllow!" she said, sleek ears. "How pu!!in well-bein- g g least" "Not with young Hutchinson back " in the Timothy argued. "He'll ride you into the ground." "You haven't a chance, Florian," Linda put in. "I have two bets out against you." "Keep It up, you bounders!" Florian laughed. He leaned toward Autumn. "It's a rule of the house. They bet against me to keep the luck on our side." Autumn looked at Timothy and gave him a supercilious smile in return for the challenge in his eyes. "I'd like to put ten dollars on Florian's team, even money," she suggested. "O. K.!" he said. "I don't know whose money I'd rather anyone frirni-i'hj take." ."C3sB by me, loved by Autumn listened while the talk rrjy florian said, getting up centered on the fine points of the Ms i(o".',B He aside. profglass )id game, and strove to be attentive to fered Auturrtn his cigarette case. Presently a Japanese, whose ,L"V7hat' his name. Florian?" Au- it face was an obliquely discreet mask, tumn asked, helping herself to a appeared In the doorway and ancigarette., nounced dinner. j. 'Tantivy," Florian told her. adorable." "Wr The sun had already set when they - f'Xou'. iay have half of him." left the table and drifted out again Florian replied, "whenever you say to lounge about the porch. Ihe word." Florian took Autumn's arm and ' "X wish someone would bargain led her down the crude stone steps for. half of Elinor's hound," Linda into the sunken garden, which was remarked. "Lord, how I hate that a forgotten wilderness of flowers and beast." fern and tangled brambles. Here '.'Has Elinor got ose, too?" were meadow rue. moss pink, asked. and roses, tall blue steeJ"Khe has," Florian told her. "It's ples of delphinium, and white founto English bull and he eats any- - tains of spirea. Autumn Involuning very fond of griffons." drew her breath at the Jumtarily As he spoke, Elinor came up the bled beauty of the garden. At the lope from the orchards, her lugu- extreme end of It a spring trickled rinus-facebulldog at her heels. over mossy stones and formed a She was dressed In khaki breeches honry colored poo' in lhe 'arly twiand flannel shirt, and her short, dark hair hung raggedly about her light HE COST HUD) line-up,- the-ting'- s n By Virginia Vale players SEVERAL young fame on the - Y idly or deservingly than Louis Hayward. A little more than a year ago his name was practically unknown to movie fans, al though he had appeared on the stage both in England ex- and New York, and had given cellent performances in supporting roles in several films. He was about ready to chuck Hollywood and go back to the stage when Edward Small gave him a starring role in The Duke of West Point" Next fVI V 3 'BSmI yiil- t i 3g - blue PAINTNANDLOf 7 7 JA Ml I A gay winged chair for the youngster A GOOD deal has been oaH cushions and skirt are also given about children having to live in the sketch. NOTE:. If you enjoy making in giant's world where all the what you want from next to bo thfurniture is made for grown-up- s. Furniture stores are now selling ing, don't miss Mrs. Spears' newchairs; tables; beds and dressers est Sewing Book (No. 4). It is made for children. Here are all full of information far making the dimensions needed for making useful things. Books No. 1, 2 a child's chair at home. It is of and 3 contain a fascinating array material and the sketch of things to make lor the home. shows clearly how it is screwed Mrs. Spears has made three pat- itWrfrrrorms yjsTia& Ruth Wyeth Spears KT1T screen during the year of 1939, none of them more rap LOUIS HAYWARD in "The Man In he was the Iron Mask" with Joan Bennett he played twins In that one and now he is playing "Oliver Essex" in "My Son, My Son" and looking ahead to "Monte Cristo." In "My Son, My Son" he has to go through four dinner scenes. Being a canny lad, he took up the matter of food with Director Charles 's Vidor, who agreed to order favorite dish for the four meals fried chicken. Hay-ward- I wonder if the manager of your local movie theater was as clever as mine was. The other day he sent me a little card, in a little envelope as I opened it I won dered which of my friends had had a baby. The card read "Mr. and Mrs. Thin Man proudly announce the birth of a baby boy. Come and see the whole family at the Stam ford theater starting Thursday." Across the bottom of the card was a brief advertisement for a shop that sells baby clothes. We're about to have a new cycle a cycle of religions pic tures. Cecil B. DeMIIle will make "Queen of Queens" for Paramount. Twentieth Century - Fox recently bought "The Great Commandment,1 which was made by Cathedral Films, and will make It ever. RKO may give ns a film version ef "Father Malachy's Miracle," and Twentieth Century-Fo- x may do "The First Legion." If the first ef these to be released Is a success, the smaller companies will lose ns time in scheduling religions pictures af their own. re-d- o Why doesn't somebody ,E.rthbound"T in pictures "Mexican Spitfire" made such a pre-vleimpression that its stars, Lupe Vclez and Leon ErroL have been signed to make three mare pictures together. together after the pieces have been sawed according to the measurements given. The chair is painted deep blue; the back, seat cushions and full skirt are of red and blue cotton print with blue bindings. All dimensions for the Carolina and Mary DeZurik, the sisters whom you often hear on the National Barn Dance program. Just happened into becoming sing ers. They lived on a farm in Royal-tonMinn. One day they were sing ing as they did the housework, and Mary Jane picked up a guitar that her brother had recently bought and began plunking on it as an accom two paniment They found that they sang well and stack U K. A short time later they wan an amateur contest In Royaltoo, and were sent to St. Clood, Minn., t enter contest. It was there that radle talent scouts heard them and started them en their way. Caroline was Just IS then, and Mary Jane was two years older. Now tbey are both expert guitar players, though It's Mary Jane who plays when they sing oa the air. tot-ethe-r, terns for Early American quilt blocks which she will send FREE with your order for four books at 10 cents each. Quilt block patterns only 10 cents for set of three. Send order to Mrs. Spears, Drawer 10, Bedford HiUs, New York. Items of Interest AROUND the HOUSE to the Housewife "rail.,. 4EKsVI Fat Side Up. Put the roast in the pan with the fat side up so it will baste itself. Plan meals in advance, with concern for the use of leftovers, which will aid in saving energy in preparation. When baiting the mousetrap, remember that foods mice prefer to cheese include chocolate, peanuts and pork chops. For Dried Fruits. Try soaking and cooking a thin slice or two of lemon with your dried apricots, peaches or prunes. When washing a white silk blouse or jumper to which you want to give a little stiffness, add a few lumps of sugar to the rinsing water, roll tightly in a clean towel, and iron while still damp. Chocolate and orange flavors blend well. Add orange extract to chocolate frosting or candy. Try covering a chocolate cake with orange frosting. Stored Potatoes Potatoes stored in too cold a place change some of their starch to sugar, and when a potato has accumulated considerable sugar it won't fry welL When making a meringue have the egg whites very cold and beat them until stiff enough to stand alone. If baked in too hot an oven meringue will be tough and shrink when set away to cool. Washing Shirts. To loosen the dirt on cuff and collar bands of men's and boys shirts, scrub them with a soft brush frequently dipped in warm soapy water before putting them in the laundry chairs that have tub. sagged can be tightened by be ing well scrubbed with a soapy mixture containing a handful of MAKES ANY DRINK TASTE smTEk salt. Allow to dry, then paint with a strong solution of salt and water and dry again, if possible out of doors. Cane-bottom- Pop Corn Fudge good S cupful popcorn cupful thin cream or whole milk tablespoon ful butter teaspoonful vanilla 2 cupfuls brown sugar 1 1 1 In Tenderness We can help make people bright by our keenness, but we can nev- er accomplish anything toward Combine the sugar and cream making people good except by our and stir over a low heat until the tenderness. Parkhurst. sugar is dissolved. Continue cook- ing to 238 degrees F. or until it forms a soft ball when tried in cold water. Remove from the heat and let stand in cold water until the mixture is cool. Then r add the butter, popped corn and vanilla. Beat until creamy. Shape on a buttered plate and cut into squares. Peanuts may be added to mixture, also. m tit! an-th- rr In SALT LAKE CITY . TV. A -, THE J house iwHOTEL ' Charles Laughton was a guest recently on the "Screen Guild ha upset radio tradition Theater and startled Producer Joe Hill by memorizing bis script Hill wouldn't believe that ha had done it which seems odd, in view of the fact that Laughton has been on the stage and in the movies for years. Just to humor tha producer, Laughton brought the script to the broadcast with him and referred to It once. When forget-- me-not 4 1 ot too." "I had a bum ankle that day. Came home late the night before and tripped over a rubber hose somebody had carelessly left on the k In At SEw OW-T- 9. A Briglu Star see us." "Thank you," Autumn replied. "I'm very glad I was invited." "Where's Tim?" Linda asked. "I saw him drive up several minutes ago." "He's talking to father In the garage," Elinor replied. "They'll both be here in a minute or two. Isn't anyone going to offer me a drink?" "Meaning me, of course," Florian said, filling a glass and banding it to her. 'They manage things with bad grace around here, where I'm concerned," Elinor said, with a fleeting smile at Autumn. "You'll have to WNU SERVli.!. PAGE SEVEN ODDS AXD f.Sm"Grmd HoteT return to the air in January . . , loan fllondell and Dirk fnu-el- l (Mr. and Mr you know) Hill prohahly malm a furfurt tnwether in tha iprina , . Dob Trout, CUS reporter, contributed hit teriiret to tha Hoy Srnuti for their fir Ml morie did m running commentary lor it. IBeleased by Western Newspaper unloti.l ii.isr- iy;e ju fft Otoiceof theDiscriminatingTwelcr fi , 3 WVwdWBSMsjaWJaatlssWsfal 400 ROOMS Ratesi 400 BATHS 2.00 to 4.00 Our $200,000.00 nmodallng and refurnishing program has available tho finmt hotol accommodations) In lh mad W.st AT OUR SAME POPULAR PRICES. 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