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Show LEU I FREE PRESS, LEHI. UTAH WITH 3 l . SYNOPSIS By Emilie Loring Brook Rejourn visits the office of Jed ftawart. a lawyer, to discus the term of t estate she ha Inherited from Mr Mary Dane. Unwittingly he overhear Jed talking to Mark Trent, nephew of Mr. Mr. Dane Dane bo ba been disinherited fcad lived at Lookout House, a bug (true-to- r by the tea. built by her father and divided into two. for her and Mark father. Brooke had been a fashion expert, and Mr. hearing her on the Cane, a "shut-in.radio, had Invited her to call and developed deep affection fur her. Mark discloses tnat Mrs. Dane had threatened to disinherit Urn if h married Lola, from whom he is ow divorced. He says he does not trust Henri and Clotilda Jacques. Mrs. Dane errants. He says he Is not interested in an affer of Brooke to share the estate with kin. Leaving her department store jub. Brook refuses an offer to "go stepping" with Jerry Field, a carefree young man At a family conwho wants to marry her ference he learn she must live at Lookout Sous alone, since Lucette. her younger Sister who taking her job. her brother, (ana. a youi.g playwright, and her mother plan to tay in the city. Jed and Mark are, astounded when they hear from Mis Greg-trya family friend, that he had a hitherto unknown will with Henri and Clotilde two week before Mrs. Dane tied. Brooke had arrived Just as she was saving. Jed suggest that Mark open his part of Lookout House, get friendly with Brooke and try to find out about the will fed agree to stay with him. Mark accepts Brooke's Invitation for a family Thanks-livindinner at Lookout. Mrs. Rejourn announces on Thanksgiving eve that she las been Invited to England. Sam and Lucette decide to move in with Brooke and lam plans to produce a new play locally titer the Thanksgiving dinner Brooke tells Jaark that little of Mr. Dane s silver collection Is left. Jerry Field and his sister Daphne drop In and announce they will be neighbors for the winter. Sam acids them )o the cast of his play. Later Inspector Sarrison of the local police visits Mark and Is Informed about the missing will and silver. As Harrison leaves. Lola arrive the announce that she and her new Bert Hunt, have started a neighborhood filling station. Mark almost makes 4 break about the missing will and Brooke li snspiclous. C "Would he be likely to be keen, as you express it, about a family which was spending money that he felt should be his? I think he has Emilie Lorir.f . KSV Service. J): Ptin --A: s " to, tot 1 fJ nu ' the; ice: iven hici Una ned f wt Kttl iriat i hus-ian- ievte o r Jt luthc ary, of course, and percentage on the (ales of the frock you model. We 11 put on a fashion show later in the as mannequins season Society We'U open this year January first Don t ay "No" until you thmn it over Come in and we'll give you more deta Celeste and the directors are all for you on the jub Yours truly g'-r- daren't hope for one or two Brooke's face flushed as she reread the letter. Of course she some girl who couldn't accept needed the money should have the chance but it was thrilling to know that she was wanted. Palm Beach. All sunshine and fragrance and flow ers. What a contrast to this stern and rockbound coast with the pound of surf, the wail of the siren, and the cries of gulls, to which she was anchored for the present. The contents of the letter glowed in her mind as she dressed for the to evening. It was know that her hard work had been appreciated. Not until later, as, snuggled in a big chair before the fire in the she waited for Lucette and Sam to change for dinner, did the memory of Mrs. Hunt's pres ence at the garden door recur to her. Now it surged to the top of her mind. With unseeing eyes on the green parrot back in his cage, she thought of the woman's warning to her, of her threat to Mark Trent it had been a threat, in spite of that sugary "darling." What had she meant? What object could Henri have had in denying her presence? heart-warmin- : CHAPTER V g living- did you "You're a darling, Brooke. I appreciate now the color, and the sense of 'God's in His Heaven, ell's tight with the world' you brought tei , ing !es.: Into Mary Amanda Dane's life. I ?r. had intended to start a boycott tt gainst you and your family here forl because you had cut Mark out of his tin Inheritance, but he asked me to be nice to you. I adore that boy. I do anything for him. He would tool' lived in a nightmare of humiliation is with a wife who came home night yet ' after night barely able to keep her ba feet. Why, why can't women realreal ize that it's their privilege to keep te up the standards of decency? He ers stood by her, though, and held his bead high, and wouldn't allow his 1. ...,poul to be warped by the exper- rrM A tf f I Wt" ''KlIHI ,YJifS-f:- j i 1 I b .' 6 luce House. She was thoughtfully drawoff her gloves as she approached ing ont. "the garden door of her house. A beta Stream of light laid a golden path rea: v on leafless shrubs and graveled ; v. '.walk. A woman was at the door! ve Mrs. Huntf ... A woman in a fox cape. , talking with. Henri. Brooke stepped into the purple iven shadow of a spruce. She could see hei and she could hear: pK ' "If you keep a level head we nort, ' Can't lose, Henri." s t The man's murmur was indistinct. IK, fie closed the door softly as the woman went down the steps. She "Bung a furtive look at the windows of the house before she vanished in ler, the dusk. ing ' f "That seems to be that," Brooke the to herself, before she started said l f Mark Trent's house that she around JSti might enter her own front door unIs. observed by a possible watcher in Tie the garden. el' As she entered the living-rooat ol . Lookout House, she rang for Henri. the The green parrot squawked, are ruffled his feathers, and "Stop!", dis hopped up and down in his cage. tr: She was standing near the fire, let (ir ter opener in hand, looking over s mail she had found on the desk the m? the butler entered. when erf "Did anyone call, Henri?" )f "On the phone, Miss?" r "At the house." i'0l Henri opened the door of the par rot's cage. Mr.- Micawber hopped jrs to his shoulder and began tweaking s ais ear. e: "Never mind about the parrot, r (Henri. Answer my question." "But I take him out like this for a walk around three times a day, Miss; the old madame wanted him to have a change of scene. Not a person called at this house. Were you expecting someone?" "Yes, the lady who i3 to have i charge of selling tickets for the play i, phoned that she might come this afternoon. Probably she couldn't make it. That's all." Her eyes followed him as he left ' the room with the green bird muttering on his shoulder. Always she , had distrusted the man of whom Mary Amanda Dane had been so fond. Why should he have lied to her about Mrs. Hunt's presence at the garden door of Lookout House? Because the woman was there to 2 see him of course. With her J: thoughts still on Henri and his eva- sions, she slit one of the envelopes ." in her hand and drew out the letter 'I it contained. All thought of Lie r fled as she saw that the letter- ' head was that of the firm for which the had been fashion adviser. llll ill CHAPTER VI Brooke stood before the fire in the at Looksoftly lighted living-rooout House. Three days had passed m ind i rr. . .. fil- , m ; - . ' . i, but-le- Dear Miss Reyburn. she read-A- ny chance of your wanting a lob? We are opening a dress shop at Palm Beach under the name of Carston Inc. J f "t.' ". , ' I busineB oa.to.bt-top- ' .We'd like ' manager. narteiiuin wifh a sal- - es ex-wi- fe Brooke left her town car in the garage when she reached Lookout i sports-cloth- ing-stati- ience." ists. g "Hectic. Every woman in the apparently has gone minded. They've stopped boasting of the extreme age of their frocks and hats and have begun to spend real money. They are buying for themselves and for Christmas gifts in spite of the fact that prices are being stepped up. I should worry. I get a sliver of commission on my sales. The girl who has taken your place had just one of those days, today. Madame Celeste was on the warpath. I brought Jerry Field down in the car. He was a gob of gloom when he came in and you were not here. By the way, who do you think runs that new fill in the white cottage? and her "Mark Trent's husband!" H VI ''&'rSVMiWA first-strin- have?" city Continued j :udi since she had received the letter offering her the Palm Beach posi tion, since she had heard that the Hunts were the proprietors of the n she had been patronizing.- She had refused promptly the business offer and had dropped it from her mind, but she couldn't forget the other. Sometimes she wondered if she would ever think of anything else. Questions were even lastingly popping up. Had Lola Hunt gone to Mark Trent's house to tell him about it, or had he known already?. Why. later had the woman been talking so confidentially to Henri at the garden door of Lookout House? WTiat had she meant by: "If you keep a level head we can't lose, Henri"? What was behind that snapped off "wit" of Mark Trent's? Why was she spending a moment's thought on Mark Trent's problems? Hadn't she plenty of her own? She frowned at the empty gilt cage. Where was Mr. Micawber? When she had come in this afternoon, Henri had been wringing his hands. He had gone completely French as he chattered, but she had gathered from the jargon that when he had stepped out on the lawn with the parrot on his shoulder, the door had banged behind him and the frightened bird had flown away. It wasn't that she cared for the parrot, she detested him, but Mrs. Dane had loved him and she felt as if she had broken faith with her benefactress. "Wake up, sister!" Lucette prodded from the doorway. "Sam and I have been staring at you for three minutes, trying thought transference. Nothing doing. We couldn't penetrate your skull. You've been scowling as if addressing a hall full of women who refused to rally to battle-cry- : your "Old age isn't necessary, it is nothing but a germ! Watch out that you don't pick it up!" Brooke laughed. "I had no idea that the precepts of her elders made such an imprp:,sion on our little sister, had you, Sam?" "No. I Where is Mr. Micawber?" Brooke told him. "No kidding, what do you know about that! I'll bet Henri let him go." "He wouldn't do that, Sa n, though he should have known better than to go to the open door with him. Mrs. Dane wouldn't have the bird's wings clipped; of course he would fly Henri when he got the chance. takes all the care of him, thank heaven. I think he adores him, if he can adore anything. Curious, Mr. Micawber likes Henri and you; he doesn't try to conceal the fact that he dislikes Lucette and me. I'm really troubled about the parrot. He may be flying outside, and Mrs. Dane was so careful never to expose him to draughts. Who is calling, I wonder?" Brooke asked, is the butler passed in the hall or his way to the front door. filling-statio- "How Perfectly Grand!" Why should the remembrance of the low voice declaring: "If you keep a level head we can't lose, Henri," send icy prickles crawling up her spine and coasting down? Brooke thoughtfully smoothed the lace of her dinner frock, lace the very shade of the high lights in her hair. If this were a movie, there might be a trick cupboard in the green paneling in which the silver had been hidden, but there was nothing so exciting here. She had been at Lookout House when the walls and trim were painted. "Calling car 5! Car 5! Car 5!" The frenzied call brought Brooke to her feet, set her heart thumping madly. Then she laughed as the parrot with a squawk preened his green and yellow feathers. She made a disdainful face at the chuckling bird "Mr. Micawber, sometime when you yell like that I'll forget that I'm a perfect lady and wring your neck. Sam, did you teach the parrot that police radio call?" she demanded, as her brother entered the room. His eyes twinkled behind the lenses of his specta cles. He pulled a piece of cracker from the pocket of his blue coat. "Sure, I taught him. I've been at work on that bird ever since I came. Here, stout fella!" The parrot twisted his head com pletely round, blinked lidless eyes, before he nipped at the reward which Sam had thrust through the bars of his square cage. "That bird's a peach, Brooke. You can teach him anything if you try hard enough. Boy, I wish I had him in the play. He'd show some of the stiffs how to speak their lines." "Who's the biggest problem?" She s pretty "Daphne Field. enough but dumb. She'll stop the show, all right, but not because she's an actress. Her3 is a feed-pafor the leading woman. She's one of those darnfool girls who go off their heads in a crisis in real life, I mean, not in the play. Glad she's not in the lead. Laura Crane, who is, is good; she's got plenty on the ball." "How is Jerry in his part?" "Okay, but I don't like the man who is playing the male lead. He's a spotlight hog. I wish Mark Trent would take it. He's just the type and a natural. I think he's great and he's darn friendly, but " Sam leaned against the mantel and faced his sister.' "Have you ever thought thai he is hot particularly keen about the ReyburrJ, family? Brooke Said thoughtfully: horn-rimme- 10-inc- h low-dow- n -room, 9 ' critics to give me the on it. Anyway, a manager who hked those two sketches I wrote for the Workshop is coming for the opening to give it the onceover, and he'll bring a New York producer." "Really, Sam! How perfectly grand! We "Hi! Soft pedal! Here comes Lu cette. I don't want her to know that they'll be in front, it might rattle her." There was the sound of running feet on the stairs, a gay voice singing. Lucette dashed into the room. Her black hair was silky; her thin frock was only a shade redder than her lips and cheeks and fingernails. She dropped to the rug in front of the fire, hugged her knees, and looked up at her sister. "How soon do we eat, Brooke? I'm starving." "Henri waits till he hears you tumble downstairs before he an nounces dinner. What kind of a day am: brt An opportunity to combine elegance without extravagance and all with your own nimble fingers and crochet hook! These lovely companion squares of filet crochet, done in string, are handsome used together. Repeat each alone and you have an entirely ' behaved decently." "Who said he hadn't? I have a kind of feeling, that's all. He told Jed Stewart that we might take anything we liked from his house for stage setting. But all things considered, I'll be glad when the show is over; sometimes I think I've written a smash hit and sometimes that the play is just a lot of tripe. I sYrmanda T Something Varied, Rare in Crochet GRABBED BY JAPANESE d rt , - one-tim- e (TO BE COXTLM fV ;jsV . r u tar1". .. s.w" . ' v:. Iluke I'okey-.Ma- .A.v.::...i0..uw.:i6. :, fkrl fmwMm "! different design in a cloth, spread or scarf. You can make smaller squares using finer cotton. Pattern 1402 contains directions and charts for making the square shown and joining them to mak a variety of articles; illustrations of them and of all stitches used; photograph of a single squar about actual size; material requirements. Send 15 cents in stamps or coins (coins preferred) for this pattern to The Sewing Circle Needlecraft Dept., 82 Eighth Ave., New York, - x j -- ,? vMK-.- ..jm of Helping. n Cities of North China That Have Been Occupied by Nippon f'n p red by National Geographic Society. Washington, D. C WNU Service. not occupation of Tsingtao, port JAPANESE Nippon troops reported to have been denied permission to land by While Germany Chinese officials. was busy in Europe during the World war, the city, then unaer a lease to the German government, was occupied by the Japanese until hostilities in Europe ceased. Facing the Yellow sea, on the southern coast of Shantung peninsula, Tsingtao has been from time to time a provincial capital as well as a dilapidated fishing port. Germany, in 1898, saw the city as a great port, a "German Hong Kong" hence the lease. The German lease was eight years old when the harbor was opened to In the meantime foreign trade. several thousand Germans moved in, constructed new buildings and New boulevards. wide, water and sewage systems were installed, granite piers built1 out in the harbor, which had been dredged and marked so that vessels could dock and discharge or load cargoes with modern equipment. When the World war broke, Tsingtao had not only become a modern commercial Titan along the Chinese coast, but its splendid beaches and new hotel accommodations made it a vacation rendezvous for many residents of foreign colonies in the Orient. Today Tsingtao is not the German Tsingtao. Before the Germans were driven out, they blew up its fortifications and demolished many other mementoes of their occupation. Japanese airmen did considerable damYet age with airplane bombs. Tsingtao remains one of China's leading ports, and one of the nearest Chinese ports to Japan. Tientsin a Commercial Center. Another Chinese city in which Japanese troops have concentrated recently is Tientsin, 70 miles from the gates of Peiping. News dispatches from Tientsin stated that its principal railway station was converted into an army supply depot for Nippon's soldiers. Few inland Chinese population centers display the modern aspect that the traveler discovers in Tientsin. While the city has its quarter of narrow, winding byways where children play amid odors typical of a Chinese city, the foreign quarter spreads its influence amid modern settings. Within a stone's throw of the tortuous streets are bank and commercial buildings of which most occidental cities would be proud, and there are the concessions of the British, French and Italians. Tientsin is the chief commercial center of North China, largely because of its geographic location. The city is only about 30 miles from the sea, and nearby Tanf,ku, on the lower Hai Ho in reolity is the Tientsin seaport. The Picyun Ho flows into the city from the northwest and the Grand canal also passes through it. Besides these trade arcaravan routes teries, century-oland railroads spread from Tientsin like spokes in a gigantic wheel, penetrating Shantung, Jehol, Manchu-kuo- , Honan, Shansl, Kansu and Inner Mongolia. While traders still ply the old routes, and railroads and small vessels add to the commercial animation of Tientsin, there also are industries in the city that employ many of its 1,388,000 people. Flour milling is a chief industry while cotton mills operate more than 200,000 spindles. As Tientsin is "on the way" from the sea to Peiping, it has long been a key to the old capital. Fighting in the Peiping area has again thrown a world spotlight on that frequently fought-ove- r city, former capital of China and always a center of international interests. Many foreigners are residents of Peiping, where embassies to China ire retained, although offices musf: is 99-ye- ar 99-ye- tree-line- d ocean-goin- g . d be established also in Nanking, the official capital of the central government. Such an arrangement has been adopted by the United States, which retains an embassy in Peiping guarded by a detachment of United States Marines. Other foreign embassies with armed guards are the British, French, Italian and N. Y. Please write plainly your name, address and pattern number. "Mermaids" Vanishing Japanese. Peiping the Focus of Affairs. Peiping was the focus of perhaps the most widespread international tension on Chinese record during Boxer uprising in the 1900, when troops of several nations, including the United States, were landed and marched inland to rescue all Peiping's foreign residents, who had been besieged for two months in the British embassy. As commercial and cultural mistress of China's northern plain, Peiping is the country's second largest city, being surpassed only by Shanghai. Its geographic location brings it into contact with Manchukuo on the Tibetan northeast, d provinces on the west, and Mongolian republics on the northwest. The foreign embassies and branch offices of foreign business firms in,Peiping give it the greatest interhatipnal importance north of the Yangtze river. As cenanti-foreig- n The "mermaids" will soon ba extinct. These curious sea creatures, resembling human being and which were mistaken for e them by sailors, arc of a Bpecies dugongs, which were exceedingly commoa ia the Indian and South Atlantic oceans years ago. Now, due to the constant commercial hunting for their meat and oil and the sharks ravaging their young, they are among the rarest of all living eld-tim- sea-co- creatures. WOMEN WHO HOLD THEIR MEN Japanes- e-controlled NEVER LET THEM KHOW semi-independe- nt Russian-controlle- ter of the HopejrChBhar council, . it haw much tout matter NO ociies and your nerves scream, your husband, because he Is only a man, can never undar- -. stand why you are so hard to Uv with one waok in every month. Too oftca the honeymoon express ia wrecked by the nagging wire. Th tongue of a wise woman never lets bet huabansl know by outward sltrn that she la a victim of periodic pain. For three generations one woman has told another bow to go "smiling through" with Lyola E. Pmk-ha- m' Vegetable Compound. II helps Nature tone up the system, thus lessening the discomforts frona sua functional disorders which women must endure in the three ardeals of life: 1. Turning front girlhood to womanhood. 2. for motherhood. 3. Approaching "middle age." three-quart- is; a focus for the independence movement which, has weakened ties between North China and the cen- tral government at Nanking. Having lost the name of Peking, "northern capital," in 1928 when China's administrative center was mpved South ; to Nanking, Peiping now finds its present title, "city of northern peace," threatened. In national affairs Peiping is a stronghold of tradition. Contrasting with the present Chinese capital, the northern metropolis has had many reincarnations as seat of China's government under such names as Peking, Cambulac, and Purple Imperial City. Its Mandarin dialect, the "Parisian French" of Chinese speech, comes closer than any other to being generally understood throughout the nation. Famous Marco Polo Bridge. When the boom and rattle of heavy guns and rifles disturbed the calm of Peiping recently, newspaper men sent back word that the first clashes were in the neighborhood of the Marco Polo bridge, nine miles southwest of the city. Many foreigners make excursions from d Peiping to this ancient stone bridge, one of the most picturesque in northern China, which river. spans the muddy Yung-tinMarco Polo bridge was named by foreigners in honor of the Venetian adventurer who first described it albeit inaccurately to the western world when he came to the Orient to call upon the fabulous Kublai Khan. The Chinese call it Lu Kou Chiao. Marco Polo praised the magnificent solid stone span of twenty-fou- r arches on almost the same page with such Chinese novelties as beauty contests, daily baths, and black rock which was burned as a cheap for wood. Europeans substitute found the twenty-fou- r arches the most credible part of the story, but it was actually the one inaccuracy. The arches numbered no more than thirteen, but countless loads of coal passed over them from western mines to supply Peiping with "black stone" fuel. The treacherous Yung-tin- g Pre-ipai- iie Don't a be wife; three-quart- er take LTDIA B. PINKHAM'8 TEOKTABLB COMPOUND and Co "Umiling Through." rom- ance-freighted Don't Neglect Them t Kstur dralrnd the kidneys to do a marvelous job. Their task is to keep ths slowing blood stream (re of an excess of toxic impurities. Ths act of living 4f iittll is constantly producing wasta matter ths kidneys must remove front the blood if good health Is to endur. When the kidneys fail to tunetioa as Mature Intended, there (a retention el diswaste that may pause body-wid- e tress. One may suffer nagring backache, of persistent headache, attacks dizziness, getting up nights, swelling, puffineas under ths eyes feel tired, nervous, all worn out. Frurient, scanty or burning passages nay ba farther evidence oi kidney sc bladder disturbance. The recognized and proper treatment ts a diuretic medicine to help the kid irya get rid of excess poisonous body Wsata. Use Joes' Pius. They have had ssora than forty years of public approval. Are endorsed tlx country over. Insist on Voan t. Sold at all drag stores. many-arche- g -- river in a 3737 W WNU REAL ESTATE can sell, er trade your farm or ranch lor a home or apartment In Salt Lake. Write or wire TOW Bert C. Palmer It Seventeenth-centur- y Iks Salt West tad Be. "Always S4 Ecpresessfed" clipped off two arches. Now the bridge has only eleven stone arches, mossy with age. 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