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Show LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI. UTAH WITH SINOPSIS Brooke Reyburn visit the office of Jed Stewart, a lawyer, to discust the termi of o estate she bai Inherited from Mil. Mary Arrnaoda Dane. Unwittingly the overheara Jed Ulkin to Mark Trent, nephew of Mrt. Dane who has been disinherited Mrs. Dane bad lived at Lookout House, a huge structure by the sea. buiit by her father and for her and Mark's father. divided Into Brooke had been a fasiiiun expert, and Mis. hearing her on the Dane, a "shut-in,radio, had invited her to call and developed deep affection for her. Mark discloses that Mrs. Dane had threatened to disinherit him If he mamed Lola, from whom he is now divorced. He says he doea not trust Henri and ClotUde Jacques. Mrs. Dane's servants. He says he is not interested in an offer of Brooke's to share the estate with him. Leaving her department store Job. Brooke refuses an offer to "go stepping'1 with Jerry Field, a carefree young man who wants to marry her. At a family conference she learns she must live at Lookout House alone, since Lucette, her younger ister who is taking her Job. her brother. 6am, a young playwright, and her mother plan to stay In the city. Jed and Maik are astounded when they hear from Mrs. Gregory, a family friend, that she had witnessed a hitherto unknown will with Henri and ClotUde two weeks before Mrs. Dane died. Brooke had arrived Just as she was leaving. Jed suggests that Mark open his part of Lookout House, get friendly with Brooke and try to find out about the will. Jed agrees to stay with him. Mark accepts Brooke's Invitation for a family ThanksMrs. Reyburn giving dinner at Lookout. announces on Thanksgiving eve that she has been Invited to England. Sam and Lucette decide to move In with Brooke and Sam plans to produce a new play locally. After the Thanksgiving dinner Brooke tells Mark that little of Mrs. Dane's silver collection Is left. Jerry Field and his sister Daphne drop In and announce they will be neighbors for the winter. Sam adds them to the cast of his play. Later Inspector Harrison of the local police visits Mark and la Informed about the missing will and silver. As Harrison leaves, Lola arrives. to. " yL By Emilie Loring Emilie Loring. WN'U Service. "If it's what you like, why should I? But," his face was as colorless as hers, "if you do stay in this town, the allowance I am making you which, you may remember, is purely voluntary will stop." "Are you threatening me?" "Not for a minute. I'm merely p i4zi: 'j "'ff in fl j ... "Sorry, haven't any." She raised brows which plucked to a thin arch. "You do want to get rid of me,' don't you. Well, I strive to please." She rose and crossed to the desk. With a glance over her shoulder, she opened a box of Chinese lacquer. "You see I still know my way around. Oh, by the way, your aunt's legatee is living at Lookout House, I hear. Henri wrote me " "N fJ&l ft had-bee- . "Henri!" "Yes. I always got on with Henri, perhaps because he knew that I detested your aunt as much as he did. Ha wrote that Miss Reyburn evidently didn't like his wife and himself, asked if I would give him a reference in case they lost the position." Was that all Henri Jacques had written, Mark wondered. There was a hint of mockery in Lola's voice and eyes. What was behind that letter? He watched her thoughtfully as he perched on the corner of the desk, crossed her knees and lighted a cigarette. She blew a ring of smoke toward the two men standing back to the fire. "Forgot these were in the box, didn't you, Mark? You really should do something about your memory; it's slipping." Her eyes and voice sharpened. "Well, here's my news. Bert Hunt he's my present husband, in case you've forgotten i? planning to go into business in the residential part of this town, has gone, In tact. I shall help when he's rushed or indisposed. When I heard that you'd opened this house, I thought perhaps you wouldn't care to have your former wife working I've been warned that I've been taking chances with my heart that perhaps you'd like to buy us off. With $20,000 we could go abroad and stay for a time. Don't stand there like a bronze Nemesis ready to swoop. Nothing shameful about anv kind of a job these days, is , there?" Mark Trent laughed. It was not an especially merry burst of sound, but it would serve. "Do you call extortion a job? Nothing doing, Lola. Your heartl You've used your weak heart as an excuse to get what you wanted for the years. Why should I deprive and town of Hunt's business ability so charming an assistant?' She slid to her feet. Her face, which had been blank with amaze ment at his laugh, went white with tr.ger. "You mean that you don't mind my working here' ' 3 JLmJ3 fcJ reminding you" "Then I'll remind you that it may cost you more " "Mrs. Gregory, Miss Reyburn," murmured Kowa at the door. Mrs. Gregory registered amazement and anger when she saw Lola. Her skin mottled, her eyes flashed as she thumped her cane on the rug and went into action. "What are you doing in this house, Lola?" "I might ask you that." Lola Hunt's eyes moved insolently from her to the girl beside her. "Matchmaking mayhap? As I remember it was one of your passions." Her glance brought color to Brooke Reyburn's face. "Just as cheap in your answers as ever, aren't you, Lola? Wisecracking, I believe they call it now. Don't tell me you have taken her back, Mark." "Taken me back! That's the joke of the week. He couldn't get me back." Lola Hunt pulled the silver fox cape about her shoulders and drew on the fabric gloves. "So glad to have met you here, Mrs. Gregory. It will save sending CHAPTER IV Continued you a card." Anne Gregory's face took on a "I don't like the twist you gave that 'lady,' Jed Stewart. Don't purple tint. She thumped her cane shake your head at the Jap, Mark. on the rug. "A card! A card to what, you Why shouldn't I have a cup of tea with you? I'm famished. Place it brazen hussy?" Lola Hunt shrugged. "Don't try here." The servant looked at Mark Trent to stop her, Mark. She would call a before he pressed the springs which woman who chose to live her life released the legs of the tray he was carrying and set it before the woman. He brought in a muffin stand v If with sandwiches and cakes. "You needn't wait," she dismissed the man as if she were the mistress of the house. Mark nodded confirmation as the Jap's eyes sought his. Did he know that the woman so dictatorially giving orders had been his wife? Side by side the two men watched her, watched her restless hands. Once she had been told by a stag that her hands were like pale butterflies, Mark remembered, and they V J. t T had fluttered ever since. In the silence the tick of the clock' set the ' :. .' : ' V, ' air vibrating; the fire snapped and blazed cheerily; the tide against the ledges boomed a dull undertone. Lola Hunt flung a crumpled doijy " T. 7 to the table. "Now a cigarette, Mark, and I Bhall be ready to proceed with my story." 7' I I IL t come to live in this house because they suspected her, Brooke Reyburn, of dishonestly influencing Mary Amanda Dane? If so, what could they do about it? Drag her into court? Was that why Inspector Harrison had been with them? It was fantastic, incredible, yet hadn't she wondered times without number why they, city men so obviously, should have come to this village for the winter? As if her thoughts had drawn his eyes to her, Mark Trent regretted: "Sorry, Miss Reyburn, that you should have been bored with a scene." He pressed a bell beside the fireplace. With a little snort of anger, Anne Gregory settled heavily into a chair and flung back her sable cape. The color of her face suggested a red-hballoon. Temper and voice blew up. "How about me, Mark? Do you think I liked meeting that shameless woman here? Shameless! Per- haps I'm too hard on Lola. She was right. We old residents did our best to snub her when she came here to live, and she did have every man in the place parking on her doorstep sooner or later. And what did Lola mean, she hoped I'd patronize the business she and her husband were about to start?" "She didn't say what sort of busi- ness, did she? Let's forget her. Let me take your coat, Miss Reyburn." Trent stood behind Brooke as the servant appeared in the doorway. "Kowa, take out the tray and bring fresh tea." Mrs. Gregory removed her gloves and resumed "Did Lola really mean that she and her present husband are going into business in this village?" "What's strange in that? It's being done every day." Mark Trent crossed his arms on the mantel and stared at the fire. In spite of her suspicion of his motive in coming to live next door to Lookout House, Brooke's sympathy surged out to him. Why didn't Mrs. Gregory drop the subject of the Hunts? Couldn't she see that he was sick at heart over the whole sordid situation? With more kindness than finesse, Jed Stewart plunged into the breach. "Has that pair of Japanese goldfish I ordered for you arrived yet, Mrs. Gregory?" Anne Gregory looked up at him with eyes made shrewd by years of living, by joys, by uprooted affections, by hopes unrealized. She shook her head. "You can't sidetrack me, young man, even with goldfish. I mean to get at what Lola is after not merely customers, I am sure of that, she was here to hound Mark, I know her. I'll see that she doesn't get a license to carry on business on this point. I still have influence. Miss Reyburn will pour the tea," she directed, as Kowa approached her with the replenished tray. Involuntarily Brooke looked at Mark Trent. He smiled. "Please. Stewart and I have given up cocktails, they're too effeminate. We have become since we came here. The cup that cheers offsets to a degree the pound of the surf outside. Have a sandwich, Em- ' Millie! - , S ff '4 i. 7- - t i IV ?4 : i. 4 ST 7 'TV- - i me' tf -- 4 Bad Enough "Didn't you say your was worse than his bite '" "Yes " "Then for goodness let him baik. He's j 1 If V VV. , Something KKe Chorus Girl I stand ,;l froa! k my mirror ior nours acn:,ring. beauty. I suppose you'd call t vanity Friend N nr.agmal h I , 's fct me." I A Bare Hope said littip "Mother." are going to teaeh us mestic silence at school ;:ow." "Don't you mean donu sties ence?" inquired her mother. Then the father interrupt "Possibly our little girl mei what she is saying." y L ' ot cross-examinatio- n. press?" Me, Don't You?" "You haven't forgotten that nickmarof ideas to modern according name, have you, Mark? I like it riage, a hussy. You'd know that from you. You use your mother's from her clothes, they're so silver, don't you? By the way, what Victorian. I really must became of that gorgeous antique go." service of your aunt's? I haven't She stopped on the threshold. seen any of it at Lookout House, "Dear Mrs. Gregory, I didn't an- Brooke." swer your question, did I? The card The girl felt as if the eyes of both to which I referred is an invitation men were regarding, her with susto patronize the business which we She finished fillattention. picious have started in my old home on a a slice of lemon added cup, You remember that ing two the point. of sugar. and lumps house, I am sure, remember how "For Mrs. Gregory, Mr. Stewart. you and your friends tried to freeze Will you have yours the same out the girl who came there to live. Oh, about Mrs. Dane's She didn't freeze, did she? She strength? silver. There isn't any." of husbands the burned up a few "Isn't any! You say there isn't and all the lads. Is it any more silver? Where is it, then? Did any to into business me for go shocking aunt relent and give it to you, vour than for some of your pet socialites Mark?" to sponsor cigarettes, soap, or bed"No. Miss Reyburn and I were ding in every magazine in the coun about it on Thanksgiving wondering try?" day. Glad you brought up the subShe turned to Brooke. Aunt Mary Amanda didn't "You are Miss Reyburn, aren't ject. of having disposed of it, the you? I'll give you a tip. Had I speak the last day you saw wit you day too lamentnot the left been late, did she?" her, ed, Mary Amanda Dane's money, Why had Mark Trent floundered I would be wondering why her rightin his question? What had he meant ful heir and his lawyer had camped down in the house next to mine, by "The day you wit"? Why of the sentence? with In- change the end word why they were he had startwas the Witness spector Bill Harrison." What to Mrs. had ed use. Gregory She looked back over her shoulwitnessed? der. "Think over my proposition, Even while she was driving Mrs. Mark, darling. It may be cheaper home, under a sky already Gregory for you in the end." freckled with stars, making what cho hnnH uor. intolliopnt roennnu. CHAPTER V to her monologue of question and answer, Brooke was weighing and Lola Hunt's malicious laugh linof conjectures as to the disposing gered eerily in the silence which fol- meaning of the Hunt woman's warn- lowed her theatrical exit from the room. Somewhere a door closed lifted that she helped the older with a bang which clanged through out of the car. Mrs. Greg- the house. her hand on her arm. laid ory Her spiteful warning struck like be coynyuED) (to an irritating burr in Brooke Reyburn's mind. She glanced at the Massed Horse Races two men standing back to the fire: Up to 150 years ago most race Stewart's eyes, still on the doorway, tracks around the world permitted smoldered with anger; the tortured all spectators on horses to enter look in Mark Trent's hurt her un- the course and to ride, during the even with his pride races, directly behind the thoroughbearably; knifed, his courtesy had been in- breds. Consequently, says Collier's vincible. The woman had warned Weekly, few of these horses ever him also. Why think of him, she had their minds on the race. Their asked herself angrily. Better have only thought was to save their lives her mind on what Mrs. Hunt had from the thundering and howling insinuated. Had those two men mob at their heels. hob-nobbi- ... 4pa" ; (l tea-mind- You Do Want to Get Rid of TRANS - JORDAN .ijiofflMAfcTr'"''-- eri " ' f jTv yn. mHttJt-- x UjUt '; Curbstone Cafe in the Near Er.st. i SMOTHERED Wells and "Hair Houses" of the Bedouins of Tra-:,- I- -J on of . -- fh Jordan line ! ' Prrparnl by National (jeoeranhic Svifty, very deep. They kept filling a bas- ket with the dirt they excavated. A is a little camel, hitched to a rooe and pulley country. Separated from Pal- and driven by a frail, estine by the great vnlley of boy, pulled the basket out of the the Jordan, the Dead sea, wellhole. Each time a load of dirt and Wadi el Araba on the west, it reached the top, the oM man seized is hemmed in by the Levant states, it, swung it to the surface, and i Iraq and Arabia. It is a British dumped it, while the camel walked protectorate ruled by his highness back for another haul. the Emir Abdullah Ibn Hussein, son Work ceased while the traveler of the late King Hussein of Hejaz to chat. tsedouins never stopped and brother of the late King Feisal hurry. With the old man surpride of Iraq. veyed his three sons and the new A little fringe along the Jordan wellhole. "digged the well onand Dead sea deoression is fertile ly that manThey and beast might drink." because of perenviial streams. OthThe he erwise all is waste. It is a rolling would travelerfor asked whether the right of watercharge of plateau desert, mostly composed to repay him for his labors. His white chalk and sandy soil. Flint ing form unbent. Lifting his head, slight wideof are basalt chips and lumps he pointed to his sons with a maly scattered. There are no rivers. The Bedouin jestic sweep of his hand. He said, "Allah has requited me gets his water from ancient rock-cwater cisterns, from pools that mercifully. In addition to these, I collect in the wadi beds in winter, have other children and from His bounty we have yearly a sufficiency or from deep wells. in our tents, besides flocks and camAfter winters of abundant rains els. Should I pile up gold like yonand snows, the valleys and wadies der hill? What would it satisfy? may be lush with vegetation and Better we leave behind something aglow with wild flowers. In summer the whole desert is parched whereby our fellows are benefited." Bedouin's House of Hair. and dry. Scorching hot during the The black goafs-hai- r tent is the is cold it at often day, bitterly Bedouin's home, but he never speaks night. Camel herders and shepherds who of it as a tent. To him, it is the pass the night in the open, with only beit sha'ar (house of hair). Most an old coat to sleep in, complain of flexible of all abodes, it keeps out the temperature changes. So did sun, sands, and winter winds. DurJacob when he said, 'In the day ing hot days the sides can be lifted the drought consumed me, and the or removed at will. Then the tent is little more than a sunshade. In frost by night." (Genesis 31:40). winter the coarse, heavy fabric cuts n .The Bedouin inhabitants of icy blasts. are divided into three offWith few exceptions, the goats of classes: the peasant farmers who these lands are black. From their live in villages and cultivate the the Bedouin makes his shearings who in the live seminomads soil; of years have tents and have flocks and farm tents. Thousands little change in their conbrought Bedouin the true lands; and, lastly, struction. nomads, who live off their flocks and is oblong and herds and migrate over long dis- hasThea house of hairroof with drooplong pitched of into Araeven the tances, depths ends. The smallest tents have ing bia, proper. nine poles altogether, with a row Wells Are Valuable Possessions. running lengthwise down the cenAll three classes look like true ter, and shorter, lighter rows in Bedouins and speak the same dia- front and back. Guy ropes extend lects, wear the same style of cloth outward from both sides and from ing, eat the same food, and share the center of each end. the same traditions. But the nomad Detachable goat's-hai- r curtains Bedouins look down on the other form the sides and ends of the tent. classes and call them fellahin They are fastened to the edge of the (farmers). It is this wandering roof with wooden pins and fixed to tribe which is told about here. the ground with pegs driven through Most vital in a desert country is rope loops. The tent is pitched with its back the preservation of water sources. Wells are prized possessions. None to prevailing winds and storms. A but the owner tribe may draw wa- curtain at the central pole usually ter from them. Disputes over the divides it into two parts. One end use of wells have led to many a is called the mahram section (betribal war. longing to the harem). Here lives When Abraham's wells were the family, and here are stored bedseized by enemies, he had to pro- ding, rugs, copper cooking pots, and tect himself with a covenant of pos- saddlery. The other end, usually left more session. "And Abraham reproved and is the Abimeleeh because of a well of wa- open, is called ter, which Abimelech's servants had guest section where male visitors are received. violently taken away" (Genesis Sheik's Tent Often Large. Around the wells at watering The average Bedouin tent is 8 or time scenes are enacted which take 10 yards long and half as wide. one back thousands of years to the But there is extreme variation in life of Bible days. Youths and men size. Poor herdsmen's tents are lead up their herds of camels. Somemuch smaller, while those times hundreds of animals that have of sheiks and richer tribesmen may without for water gone days will be be as much as 100 or 120 feet long. in line for a drink. In more elaborate tents, additionWith leather buckets and long al tent poles support the center. two almost naked men draw These tents ropes, are referred to by the water, chanting their weird, monotof central (or wasit) poles. onous melodies and calling to the number A or of hair camels to drink. Herders keep the means the same to a house Bedouin as a animals back, allowing only one or house to us. or two at a trough at a time. There are sheik's tents that have 'V "fie cameiS are nine wasits, or ten sections. Three ' toCl,'cLT i girl3f4 havethe sections at one end are curtained a off with sahas for wives and their ' flC.ks; families. The chief wife has a double secwhen the camel herders come in tion to herself. But her apartment n ".,c" is also the storehouse for rugs, bedL"? pen.dS; th,e Eir,s anc the,r ncks ding, and food supplies for guests. iiTTmsiaerate treat- Half the tent forms pal the shigg, or ment. section. guest Digging of a New Well. If a Bedouin keeps no goats, he Not long ago a traveler observed buys his goat's-hai- r cloth. But an unusual event the digging of a most families can provide their own rew well. He greeted the patriarch goat's hair, and the women spin who was supervising the work with the yarn, weave the cloth, and sew "Gowak" (the Bedouin salutation the tent together. Pitching and strik befitting such an occasion), which ing me lenis are aiso women s means "Strength may Allah give work. thee.' The only time a now tent is made "Gwect," was the prompt icplv, is when a youth leaves his parents' meaning, "Strong have I become" home and sets up housekeeping by Two stout youths were digging in himself, usually with a wife or two the well bottom, which was not yet to do the work. Service. Washinitton, RANS-JORDA-N T: over-grow- n WB j ' j ut . Trans-Jorda- - es-shi- "His idea was to settle the ma ter by sending in a draft." "What did you do?" "Put a damper on it and cut off." i! Unfair Tactics fishermen sitting on bridge, their lines in the wate; maae a Dei as to wnicn wouia catch the first fish. One of the" got a bite, and got so excited tha he fell off the bridge. "Oh, well," said the other, " you're going to dive for them, thl bet's off!" Two I Willi; Said a police court defendantho tc "I was not committing an assaultne, s I was merely emphasizing ttaiicag facts of the case." But perhapVerr he put too much punch into it'e 1,0 igotc anne High Time A frequenter of one of our seashores noticed mal man who went bathing every dajen with a straw hat on his head. on inquiring the use of this seem ingly superfluous piece of head gear, he received the reply: "You 'see, I'm., not a very gooty,, swimmer, and when my hat out of rr.itgins to float I know I'm ' ter-kno- Up-- - depth." .' .... Down ::' ' ' a Peg The film critic was unimpressed by the actor playing the role. In his review ; he wrote: I "His idea of how a should be played was to thrml : i u: ..t. .i ii uui uis tuebi uuttj uujnes aim ivrc low it slowly across the screen." he-ma- f, he-ma- K .1 ' YOU CAN THROW CARDS IN HIS FACE ONCE TOO OFTEN you have those awful when your nerves are all on edge don't take it ut on the man you love. Your husband can't possibly know how you foel for the simplo reason that he is a man. A wife may ka no wife at all if she nafis her husband seven days out of every month. 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