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Show LEHI FRESS PRESS, LEHI. UTAH mmMMm (0 PHOTOGRAPHY ROLLS DEVELOPED t h 6je" tniiiHJ-- orprint, your ehoiw of 16 eDi&nfe tut" dm. iinnu wiiaout NORTHWEST PHOTO SCKVtCK Ovt. K - Mortft DMta FvK Here's an Answer to School Hat Problem CHAPTER XV Continued 16 By RUTH WYETII SPEARS M. S. writes: "I followed the directions in Book 2 for a fabric hat and it was so satisfactory that I wonder if you could tell me how to use a piece of woolen material that I have to make a hat for my little girl who is just starting to school?" Here is a cunning schoolgirl hat that's easy to make. You need two pieces of goods one for the hat and one for the lining. They may either match or contrast. Each piece should be longer than the measurement around the largest part of the child's head. The depth of the pieces should be half their length. The diagram at the upper right of this sketch shows how to make a paper pat- tern for the hat. Cut a square inch wider and piece of paper deeper than half the head meas- urement. Mark point A on the right edge half way between the top and bottom as shown. Points B and C are marked at the center top and bottom of the paper. The dotted lines are guide lines to help shape the curved lines between A and B and C and D. Point D is the center front of the top of the hat pattern and is placed on a fold of the goods in cutting each of the two layers. The' diagonal line from A to C is the center back seam line. Stitch the back seam of both hat and lining and press it open as at E. Now, place the two pieces right sides together and stitch as at F. Turn right side out, baste along turned edge and stitch as at G. Gather the top as at H and finish with a ribbon or a stitched fabric bow and a feather. NOTE: Use what you have on hand to make things of real value. You can save by doing Instead of ' Mrs. Spears doing without. planned Book 2 Gifts, Novelties and Embroidery to help you. Every page contains complete, clearly illustrated directions for things you can make at almost no cost. Enclose 25 cents and address Mrs. Spears, 210 S. Desplaines St., Chicago, 111. ' -- HOUSEHOLD QUESTIONS Chamois for Cleaning Furnl- - ture. A Diece of chamois wrung out of cola water and rubbed over polished furniture will remove fin Polish with dry ger marks. chamois. "I thought possibly you had gone over later," continued Kelsey. "I took it up with Washington, but never got anywhere. Every time I had a chance to get to Middleton I did, for Mrs. Cameron's sake. On my last trip I found I had missed you. You found her dying and you took the boy away with you." Farwell nodded helplessly. He did not trust himself to speak. "I see it all now. Mrs. Cameron was not able to tell you what had happened. The neighbors did. They explained how I had come there with Elaine and Dale. That was enough for them and you. I never dreamed . . ." Kelsey's voice trailed away. There was silence in the room, a silence broken by the slam of a distant door. Farwell seized the arms of his chair in his two hands. He pulled himself erect. There was a stern quality in his deep voice. "Is that the truth, Wade Kelsey?" "You know that it is," was the quiet answer. "I always wanted to find you, I think. I told myself that I would some day. That, after all, you had the right to know that Elaine's last thought had been of you. I didn't know where you were. I lead a busy life and a lonely one. Then Dale walked into the room where I sat talking to John Payne. It was like looking into Elaine's eyes again. Everything came back. I had no rest until I came here. I only wish I had been in time to spare Dale. We must think of him now." Farwell lurched forward sudden ly. He covered his face with his hands. "Elaine . . . Elaine . . ." Kelsey relaxed in his chair. He found his own eyes suddenly wet. After a moment he crossed over and laid a hand on the other man's bowed shoulders. "We've both been hurt, Jonathan. It's over now. It's up to us to help that boy. He'll come back when he gets over the shock. And now you'll be able to tell him it's all right. I'm going down to the hotel. I'll stay for a little. If you need me I'll be waiting." There was another ringing of the parsonage bell in the early afternoon. A second and hesitating push of the button brought Jonathan Far-we- ll to the door. He walked with a steady step, displaying his usual composure. His voice betrayed no surprise as he greeted the caller. "Good afternoon, Miss Brady. Will you walk in?" "Good afternoon, Doctor Lee colored faintly under the steady scrutiny of the minister's dark eyes. She gathered herself together quickly, speaking in a voice that matched the man's for evenness. "I would like to speak to Mr. Mulgrew if he is here." "I am afraid Pinckney is out at present," was the grave reply. "Is there anything I can do for you? Perhaps you will come in." "Just for a moment then." And, when the door had closed behind her: "I wanted to know if if Pink had found Dale. He said he would. I didn't hear anything Lee's voice trembled a little in spite of her effort to control it. "I couldn't hear it any longer." Her brown eyes looked up appealingly into Before Storing Garden Tools. When putting away garden tools for the winter clean them off, rub with kerosene or grease and store in a dry place. Place for Children's Things- .Children need places on the ground floor of the home to regularly store schoolbooks, playgear. things, and rainy-day Stains. To Removing remove mildew stains from white linens, boil in a water to which two tablespoons of peroxide have been added to each quart. Mildew Far-well- ." . . . Far-well'- "I see. Please sit down." Lee shook her head, waited. "When was this, Miss Brady?" "Last night after dinner." " The minister "Last nieht repeated the words with on effort. "Then he must have told vou." "He did. Where is Dale? Hasn't he come back at all?" "Not yet. Pinckney must be searching. Something tells me he I am will bring Dale with him. waiting." . . "Oh, if we only knew where he was! If he was all right!" Lee's small hands clenched helplessly. "It wasn't his fault. I'm so afraid he thinks he mustn't love me any more. He may even think that I don't love him now. And I do! do!" Farwell took a step nearer. One of his hands came out to rest on her 1 How Women 40's Can Attract Men in Their lod advle for woman during bm hang (usually from to to 52), who leara ha'U Ice bar appeal to man, who womea bout hot 6aaha, loaa of pap, diiay ipella, upaet nerve and moody a pella. Get more (reah air, 8 bra. altvp and if ytra need a food general system tonic take Lydia E. PinkhanVa Veritable Compound, made helpa Nature build Miwuili for worn. Itthu belpa five more op physical resistance, assist calming and life Ytv aHty to enjoy t hat Jittery nerve and disturbing olsymptoms me. WELL often accompany change WORTH. TKYINC1 Hare's Your Town Your Siorcs the town. The town store. wroundina are there for the accommodation and to the people ol our larm nomes. ine tre merchanta who advertise "specials'' are merchanuwhoareturethey can meet all competition In both quality and prices. shoulder. "As much as that, my child?" "Of course," she told him, looking bravely into his eyes. "I will always love him." "I believe you, Lee." His voice quivered a little as he said, "I never have known of a greater love. Save one. My dear, you will not be put to the test. Either of you." . "Oh. what .?" "I have learned the truth today. It might have been too late. But now I know that God will bring my son back to us. Will you wait for a little here? Wait with me? It will not he long." "Oh, yes. Please let me stay." . Along the wooded slope of n hiuh hill some five miles from Locust Hill " sma fiKu,e ws clawing its way dl1KRedly through the heavy under- 111 in a as- cent. It was Pinckney Mulgre "Queer how the kid ever found that trail," he muttered "It must zig-za- g A- Mason and Dixon I in. Mason and D;xon Ur , tween Pennsylvania and Mary;, takes the name of the two c surveyors. Charles M.,. ,.; aL(j miah Dixon, who started 'r e sunl? They worked frcm 17.56 0 when they were stop; i 244 miles from the Di ! :.v. are V " The survey was comph-ti-bvV ers. Its exact latitude :s 39 grees 43 minutes 26.3 seeoi.is. line was popularly aecej ttr h$ ,f demarc: tion between sij dn(j territory and is currei.tlv refer to as the dividing line c.en North and South. The HEART'S Joeph j4 j- HERITAe t i D L WNU Service. McCura be around here somewhere." He squinted thoughtfully at the summit, revealed through an opening among the trees. "Must be." he repeated. After a brief progress, his searching eyes were rewarded by a fait path leading in the desired direction. With an exclamation of re- "Guess you'll have to I didn't pass no cabs comin' up. I'll cut you a stick and help you. There's somethin" else I'd better tell you, maybe." Pink stood with his feet apart, slashing the branches from a substantial length of scrub oak. "Before I give vou this stick." lief, he followed it. Within a quar"What?" ter of an hour he found himself "It's bout the girl friend. I seen nearing the final sheer ascent, a her last night. She's waitin". Made bald face of rock that rose almost me promise I'd fetch you back." T h e "You mean ." perpendicularly. explorer moved warily now, making as little "Sure I told her. And, kid, I noise as possible From a thicket, want to take back any knockm' I he peeped cautiously across a small ever done about dames. That's all." The journey back to Locust Hill clearing. There, propped against a boulder was slow. Dale, his face set grimin the sunshine, was Dale. ly, limped over the uneven ground "Hi," Mr. Mulgrew said casually, with the aid of his cane and Pink's and stepped into the open. willing shoulder. Frequent halts for Dale looked at him without speakrest were made. ing or stirring. To add to Pink's uneasiness, the "I was out taking a stroll," Pink sun had disappeared. Clouds were anticipated. "Thought I'd drop gathering thickly, a threat of more around this way. Nice little place rain in the air. It wouldn't do the you got here." His survey included kid any good to get wet. When a shallow cavern in the face of the they got nearer town, he'd figure out rock and a small spring outside the a short cut that would bring them in . I 1 fr.- - II l t I lilt i Ml 1 Vi ... 'T wasn't sure I am now." 1 Pink was descending the front stairs when Daie started his slow . He's in ascent. "Say, kid . your room." Dale paused outside the closed door of his room for a moment. He drew a long breath, turned the latch softly. Entered. He paused with a slight gasp, leaning heavily on his stick. The Hi-He- at barren little apartment was lighted by an unfamiliar glow. Both candles of the shrine were burning. For the first time. Jonathan Farwell, his rugged face gleaming strangely in the soft illuMined and Sold bj mination, sat in a chair he had COAL CO. drawn directly before the shelf. A Salt Lake City, Utah book lay on his knee, one finger marking the page where he might have been reading. Dale's glance shifted involuntarily. His mother's photograph lay between the candles. . Demand That Satisfies ,4K X- 'MJ - . Men of Ndeni Hold Women So Much Stuff to Trade Women, to the men of Ndeni, chief isle of the Santa Cruz isles, according to a correspondent in the New York are so much stuff to be traded. But highborn baby girls are guarded carefully until the time comes for them to be sold to their husbands. Then their fun, for life, is over. They haul in wood. They prepare food. They sweep out the houses every day and at dawn are up and about in the villages, cleaning up. From village to village lead narrow paths kept scrupulously clear of overhanging vegetation. The trails wander for miles, but they are bordered always with neatly set stones. Flowers are brought from the hills to beautify the way. Male children in Ndeni should, by all standards, be spoiled little things. But they are not. From the age when they are able to talk they go fishing often supervising the bow and arrow work while the father paddles. Older men of Ndeni accept small boys as their mental equals. Grandfathers ask grandsons ten or eleven years old what to do about a certain canoe repair or a rock that has to be moved. The boys ;moke and chew betelnut furiHerald-Tribun- "Everything is entrance. "All set for housekeeping. What's the matter with that ankle?" "Turned it on a rock. What do you want?" "Shut up until I fix you." He knelt down and untied the soiled handkerchief Dale had bound about his bare ankle. "Wait . . ." Pink reached for his coat and tugged a parcel from one of its pockets. "Brought myself a sandwich, but I ain't hungry. You eat it." "I don't care for it. Thanks." "Eat it anyway." Pink moved over to the spring and dipped the handkerchief in the icy water. "Maybe that'll make her feel better, kid. You didn't have it tight He applied the enough nohow." bandage with practiced fingers. "It's no good, Pink," Dale remarked wearily. "Why did you come all the way up here? I want to be alone for a while. What made you look for me here?" "That Saturday afternoon you took me explorin'. You said if you ever was a hermit you'd come here. I figured it out." Pink, his ministrations finished, settled back on his heels. "Now. you and me's goin' to have a talk." "No we're not There's nothing to talk about." "Lissen, kid. You're goin' to hear what I cot to sav because ont good news for you. It's Everytiling's all right!" . all right now." behind the burial ground. No use giving the villagers a treat. The first big drops of rain were falling when Pink assisted his charge up the steps of the back porch. He flung open the door with a sigh of relief. A swift little rush across the floor of the k kitchen. "Dale! Dale . . . You've come back!" "Oh, Lady Lee!" Pink made hasty exit into the dinhalf-dar- ing room. Lee was close in Dale's arms, her face buried against his shoulder. "I waited and waited, Dale darI I couldn't have . ing stood it much longer. Are you all right?" "Everything is all right now," he whispered, his cheek against her curls. "I know. And it would have been all right. No matter what happened Don't you know it? Didn't you know!" e, ously. UncU PkilOi ' Already Accomplished Anv man ran mnlrA a RnpApli but a speech is seldom the making of him. The rich man is thankful if he has a good digestion and the poor man is thankful if he has something good to digest. It's well enough to begin at the top of the ladder and go down in case of fire. 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Sold at alt drug stores Anxiety With Joy possesses unalloyed pleasure; there is some anxiety mingled with the joy. Ovid. one NEXT ISSUE . . I 1 IF I - "What do you mean "The dominie he had it all wrong, kid." "Pink! Do you mean it! He no he couldn't be wrong." "But he was, I'm tellin you It ain t so easy to wise a guy, but oh, hell. He's your dad That's what I'm tryin" to say. He always was That bird Kelsey squared everything. He showed up this mornin' Right after breakfast." "Kelsey is here!" Dale said it "That's strange." unbelievingly. "Sure. He beat it down here right after you. I'd have got here sooner but I wanted to hear what he had to say. I was sort of scared to leave him and the dominie together, everything considered. So I hung around to make sure they weren't goin' to mix things. I clamped my ear right to the door. When I was sure everything was on the up and up, 1 beat it." "Tell me!" "No, sir. I done mv ou want to hear that from part dad your And say, kid when you and him get together, go easy. He's been hit longer and harder than you And it wasn't his fault I'd have done the same thing, 1 reckon. So would you. But you can take it from me it's all right now. Next thing's to get you home." "I can walk." fij IIU' tl BLACK na ins r ijj Jd !L "e 1MB i Jn BBjajgBajg lUBLIIElfillS 40 LEAF Keeps Dogs Away from tvergreens.Shrubs etc. 1B6Uss IViTesspoonful per Gallon of Spray. 3938 WNU-- W SALT LAKE'S JlUL UBi door when Fortune knocks, she doesn't break down the door with a battering ram. Business is business but the business of others is no business of yours. There may be a good deal in a name when it is located in the southeast section of a check. An unsuccessful marriage proan expected posal resembles sneeze that failed to materialize. No STARTS Ajk Your Dealer T "I've come back, father." Neither man rrjpved from his place. Farwell's tall form weaved slightly. The flickering lights laid his shadow on the wall. Huge, grotesque. "Do you know, my son?" Dale's oak stick clattered to the floor. His hands reached out. "I know everything now . . Dad." (THE END.) .vers? Coal A Utah Coal "Dale." His lips moved stiffly to shape another word. "Son . . ." rm i t tend horizontally, and em-- "f ther; would be considered a tree in itself. In order !., the weight of the branei natu has supplied these trees v. .'h but'. resses which project latere ' froa the trunk. These buttree s are so large that a man can she er hirj. self between two of them. kind." his book. 1 11 old-tim- Farwell's head turned slowly. His black eyes seemed to be staring from a great distance. A man in a dream. With apparent difficulty he rose to his feet, still holding to s ". ... on tuiiuii 1 rte a 1,1 ant The silk cotton tree, wh..j gros in the island of Jamaii;. s one the world's giants. Its brim They clung to each other in silence after that, clung until Lee released herself gently and lifted her tear-we- t eyes to Dale's. She tried e smile. to flash him her "We're forgetting, dear. Your father. I talked to him this afternoon. You . . . Dale, please be "Father." . . NEWEST HOSTELRY Our lobby is delightfully air cooled daring the summer months Radio tor Every Room 200 Roomt200 Bath ft 9 A dramatic new serial by the author of "Small Town Girl" and "Hostile Valley." The story of John o Boston Sentry, business man who was convicted of murder . . . both by his family and the tow. How a peculiar chain of circumstances placed this man in the shadow of the electric chair, and how his family accepted this stroke of fate, form, an engrossing story that every reader will enjoy. Watch for "Crucible" in our next issue. well-to-d- FOLLOW IT SERIALLY . . . art? 1:4- 4" j HOTEL Temple Square Rates $1.50 to $3.00 ,,0l ftT1." 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