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Show PACES BEAB RIVEa VAU JY LEAPEB. THURSDAY, AUGUST 20, 1831 sn Cimarron By EDNA FERBER fJucy. wroallj to Ub with flotation from this or that sonorous pa-of poetry, Mid little He ld not hotter von try to eajolt bor Into huaor with fell flattery, his charm, fcli toaiornoM. His tyeo wort bloodshot, Ik hand oro unsteady than Banal Bo had boon drinking otw ioro than hla wont, aho knew that at once. By bo neani drank (aho had nrrer ooa him roally drunk no ono had ,aa waa seemingly incapablo of reaching visible atato of drunkenness), ho waa In ono of hla flta of moody depression. That rreat shoulders sagged. The splendid head lolled on his breast Be seemed snnk In gloomy thought She felt that he hardly beard what aho was saying. She herself could eat nothing. She set a place for him at the dining room table and plumped down before him a dish of the absurd salad, a cup of coffee, some cake, a sandwiches, plate of the their edges curled dismally. "What's thlsr he said. "Pineapple and marshmallow salad. With Ruby gone and all, I didn't get anything for your supper I was so upset all those women . . ." He sat looking down at the slippery t tu left-ov- saass on his plate. er His great arms were spread out on the table before him. The beautiful hands were openSo a ing and closing convulsively. mastodon might have looked at a worm. "Pineapple and marshmallow salad," he repeated, thoughtfully, al- most wonderlngly. Suddenly he threw back the magnificent head and began to laugh. Peal after peal of Herculean laughter. "Pineapple and marsh " choking, the tears running down his cheeks. Sabra was angry, then frightened. For as suddenly as he had begun to laugh he became serious. He stood up, one hand on the table. Then he seemed to pull his whole body together like a tiger who Is about to He stood thus a moment spring. swaying a little. " 'Actum est de republican " "Whatr said Sabra, sharply. "Latin, Latin, my love. Pineapple and marshmallow salad ! 'It Is all She lover with the Republic." shrugged her shoulders impatiently. Yancey turned, stiffly, like a soldier, 'walked out of the room, flicked his white sombrero oft the hall rack and put it on at the usual jaunty angle, went down the porch stair with his light, graceful step, to the sidewalk and up the street, the great head lowered, the arms swinging despondently at his sides. Sabra went on with her work of tidying up the house. Her eyes burned, Men! her throat was constricted. Men ! Cim off with that squaw. Yancey angry because she had given him this very feminine dish of What was the use of working, what was the use of pride, what was the use of ambition for your children, your ' homo, your town If this was all It amounted to 7 Her work done, she allowed herself the luxury of a deliberate and cleansing storm of tears. Eight o'clock. She heated some of the afternoon coffee and drank it sitting at the kitchen table. She went at on the front porch. Darkness bad come on. A hot September evening. ' The crickets squeaked and ground away in the weeds. She was conscious of an aching weariness in all her body, but she could not sleep. Her eyes felt as though they were being ) pulled apart by invisible fingers. She put her palms over them, to shut them, to cool them. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. She undressed, unpinned the i braids of her thick hair, brushed plaited It for the night All the time aho was listening. Listening. One. Suddenly she began to dress again with Icy fumbling fingers. Sho did up hair, put on her hat and a Jacket Sho closed the door behind her, .locked It, slipped tho key Into the mall box. The Wigwam office. Yancey was not there. Tho office was dark. Sho shook the door, rattled the knob, peered in, unlocked it with the key in her handbng. Her heart was pounding, but she was. not afraid of tho darkness. A cat's eyes gleamed t her from the printing shop. She track a light No ono. No one. The linotype machine grinned at her with Its white teeth. Its iron arm and hand shook tauntingly at her In the wavering light With a sudden premonition sho ran to Yancey's desk, opened tho drawer in which he kept now that Ala bolster and Osage bad become so effete as to make them tn (inessential article of dress. They were not there. She knew then that Yancey had gone. Doc Valllant Sho closed and locked the door after her, stepped out into the quiet blackness of Pawhuska avenue. Doc Valllant. lie would go with her. He. would drive her out there. But' his office and the room at the rear, which was his dwelling, gave forth no ' Gone out somewhere a response. case. Down the rickety wooden steps brick building. She f tht two-stor'stood a moment In tho street, looking this waj and that She struck ber left-over- s. . it , ;er y palms Together In a kfitd of agony of futility. She wpuld go alone if she She could had a bono and buggy But stable. ono tho at rent livery what would they think those men at tho stable? They ware the gossips of tho town. It would bo ell over Osage, all over tho county. Sabra Cravat driving out Into tho prairie alone In tho middle of tho night Something up. Well, sho couldnt help that Sho had to go. Sho bad to get him. Toward tho livery stable, past the Blxby house. A quiet little figure root from tho blackness of tho porch where all through tho day tho traveling men and loafers sat with their chairs tilted back against tho wall. Tho rod coal of his cigar was an oyc In tho darkness. "Sabra! What la this 1 What are you doing running around at this hour of tho nlghtr Sol Levy, sitting there in tho Oklahoma night a lonely little figure, sleepless, brooding. Ho had never before called her Sabra. Sol 1 am'i out at the reser"Sol I vation. happened. Something's know. I feel it-did not scoff at this, as most men would. Ho seemed to understand her fear, her premonition, and to accept It with oriental fatalism. "What do you want to do?" "Take mo out there. Hitch up and drive me out there. Clm's got the buggy. He went out with her." He did not ask where Yancey was. He asked nothing. "Go home," he said, "Walt on your porch. Ill get my rig and come for you. They shouldn't see you. Do you want me to go home with you first T' "No, no. Tm not afraid. Tn not afraid of anything." Sol Levy had two very fine horses; They won the really good animals. races regularly at the local fairs. The o o o o o East Garland ooo 0) :- o o He Services for Archie Wilson of Fielding: O ! 0 O 0- - CoUinston : I (By Fielding Correspondent) Mrs. Lewis Lillywhite, Stake PresiFuneral services were held Monday dent of Primaries and Stake Board A delightful Sunday was spent in and Jane Hughes members, Mr. Mrs.;., Canyon by several members and afternoon for Archie Wilson, son of Parley Linford. attended Sacrament their husbands, of the Rendezvous ciud Mr. and Mrs. R. L. Wilson. Bishop meeting Sunday evening for the pur- They motored there for an early break M. A. Garn had charge of the serpose of reorganizing the local primary. fast and spent the day in all pleasant vice and the speakers were Leo Earl, Mrs. Leah Oyler and officers were events of out door life. Ezra Packer, E. 0. Wilcox, of Logan Each speakreleased and Mrs. Ida Rhodes was su Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Simmons and and Bishop M, A. Gam. stained as president with Ruth Hoi' Mr. and Mrs. Newel Sargent returned er spoke in high regard and expressed . , man and Edna Larson as counsellor c jw sincere sympathy for the bereaved f C1US) 1VUII0VH DVVlWM j JUAB in the Yellowstone National family, the love and esteem that waa tor has worked on the stake board for a Park.trip felt for them by their, associates and number of years and has been local eypsvatlir wo nrUmttw mi friends who were present, among tnem .. awi . president before so Is very capable' . t being the early residents, who with f of carrying on the work. t Mr, and Mrs. was! were among the week last Sunday afternoon guests of Mr. andi ac were pioneer. The musical numbers were and Mrs. R. A. Fryer Mrs. L. M. Holman were: Russell Mr. furnished and son by the Ladies Quartette. wife, their companied by Bjorklund and Harold Butcher, Misses and Mrs. Glen Fryer to Huntsville, Mr. Jack Wahlen of Garland, and the Laura Phillips, Norma Bingham and Sunday to join jn a birthday celebra- male quartette of Garland. Prayers Norma Bjorklund, all of Ogden. El- tion and given at that place in compliment were offered by Jarvis Johnson ders Bjorklund and Butcher have re to her Bourne. Wallace a Mr. Peterson, pioneer father, cently returned from foreign missions of Huntsville. Mr. Wilson at Fielding, In and were the principle speakers and Mrs. Clark Bowen enter- August 20, 1897 and has since resided " Mr. Sacrament meeting. Miss Phillips tained Mr JUid Mrs. Verge Packer and here until ten years ago. During the played a piano solo. Edwin Sorensen children, of Ogden at their home last early summer he left his home in a former resident of this place but week. Fresno, California to spend a short who now resides at Mackay, also spoke ridiculous.' Mrs. Irene Dunn, of Smithfield and vacation here with his parents. She loosed her arm. She took a briefly. Besides his parents the following Mrs. Rhoda Theurer, of Providence, Mr .and Mrs. Wm Workman, of were the step forward, her profile sharp and d brothers and sisters survive him: Mrs. of Mr. and Mrs. guests clear In the firelight '1 am the wom- Burley, Idaho and Mrs. Lorenzo Smith Durfey, also Frank and Joe Dur-fe- R. C. Gidney, Montpelier, Idaho; an of Yancey Cravat, the one you call of Garland were Tuesday visitors of Fresno, California; Roy Wilof Beaver Bam. Mr. and Mrs. Lafayette Grover. The Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, of Wheelon, son, Honeyville; Mrs. Frank Larson, two ladies are sisters of Mr. Grover. their sister. Miss Johnston's Rawlins, Wyoming; Clarence Wilson, attended Mr. and Mrs. A. D. Rhodes, Messrs, Mrs. Kenneth Wright and Mrs. Eart in Ogden, Monday. wedding Hugh and Jess Rhodes and Lee Stuart Par of Hales and Mrs. Thvra babv, Chapman, Merced, California; Orland" of Lehi, Mr. and Mrs. Will Forrest week end with her Wilson, Fielding. the Idaho, spent is, and family of Brigham, Mr. and Mrs. Burial was in the Fielding cemetery. Mr. and Mrs. William Bow Tom White, of Garland, Mr. and Mrs. parents, en. Ross Rhodes, of Portage, Mr. and Mrs. VOLTA, DAKOTA, VOLGA Mr. and Mrs. WilHam Johnson and Alva Rhodes and son, Keith, were Sun a made of pleasant Oerden, J day afternoon guests at the J. W. friends, A former head of our Farm Board call on Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Bigler WedRhodes home. says the small individual farm must Mr. and Mrs. Odell Julander are re- nesday evening. farm, Miss Wilma Bowers, of Salt Lake make way for the joicing over the arrival of a fine baby and Miss Erma Bowers, of Tremonton, a basic factor in the Soviet girl, Friday of last week, at the Val- are havine a pleasant visit with their Plan. Thus we see the oldeet. industry ley Hospital. Mrs. Julander was forparents, Mr. and Mrs. Delbert Bowen now in several cycles of its developmerly Miss Ora Hansen, daughter of and family. ment. In Russia it is in the third Mr. and Mrs. E. S. Hansen. Mr. JulMr and Mrs. D. Y. Goddard. son stage. In America it has passed thru ander is employed as a forest ranged are spending their vacation in the first and second. In the African in the Kaibab forest reserve. Their Russell, colonies, the first is just being nurColorado and Wyoming. many friends extend congratulations. to tured. her returned Mrs. Beth Marble Mr. and Mrs. Edwin Sorenson and France is pursuing, in its posseshome in Oeden Thursday after spendfamily, of Mackay, Idaho, are visiting ing several days with her brothers, sions, the task of transforming the relatives here. Mr. Sorensen is the ways of living of the natives, the purhoys. eldest of the Sorensen boys and ex the Durfey Mrs. Seal spent tne pose being to make of them peasants Mr. and Joseph presses himself as desirous of coming wek end in CoUinston. whose housing, clothing and food, wilfy' back to the old home town to live. Mr. and Mrs. Hyrum Jensen were represent a higher standard of living The Rsliof Society met in their reand whose equipment will permit a , Salt Lake visitors Monday. gular wark and business meeting at more intensive production. Diffusion "If My Son Is In There Want to the home of Mrs. David Larson, on of European farming methods is being Take Him Home Now." Thursday. Mrs. K. H. Fridal and Mrs Oyler. Mr. and Mrs. Oyler and the effected notably in the Upper Volta Lars Anderson of the Stake Board above guests motored to Logan and colony, in the heart of the Sudan. This Buffalo Head. If my son Is in there A is done by means of three I want to take him home now. It Is visited and gave timely instructions. River Heights, Saturday. busisocial was hour the after enjoyed In addition, there have Mrs. Orallee O.Connor daughter, Al time." d in various places, "Sure take urn home," replied the ness of the meeting had been dispens- ton and son Clem, and Mr. and Mrs. farms for natives which are Melvin Shea, of Marysville, CaliforIndian that Sol had addressed as Joe ed with. The boy scouts left Wednesday morn nia, were Thursday guests of Mr. and equipped with livestock and suitable Yellow Eyes. Ue stood aside. Blinkfor several days outing in Frank- Mrs. Owen Cheney and family. ing Sol and Sabra tools and machinery. Besides the? a little, stumbling ing, via Logan Canyon. Scout lin Basin, Mescal there are. to be The problem just now for Ed Isaac- three tepee. ; entered the crowded LarPaul master Korth and son Sylvan an new at almost fine in the was the reckoned name to what son is The ceremony Upper Volta at present d farms possessing,, end. With daybreak it would be fln son were in charge. as Ed declares they cannot find a 38 The Misses Nelva and Fanny Marie name good enough. in all, 210 oxen trained as draft aniished. Blinded by the light, Sabra at first could discern nothing except the Cook, of Syracuse, Messrs David and mals and 57 plows. central fire and the figure crouched Herald Steed, of Clearfield, returned But with December wheat at 46" before It. Yet her eyes went this way to their homes Friday after visiting cents just four cents more than the i and that, searching for him. Grad for some time with Mr. and Mrs. DaMoney "protective" duty imposed by the Haw ually her vision cleared. The figures vid Larson and family. Mr. and Mrs. Lafayette Grover mowithin the tepee paid no attention to ers reading of the present Colonial those two white Intruders. They stood tored to Ogden, Sunday for the Exhibition in Paris will probobly rethere in the doorway, bewildered, terri- daughter, Hazel, who had spent the e member the words of that week visiting relatives. Miss Wanda fied, brave. song of their A. E. F. days : Wise returned with them and will "How're you goin 'to keep 'em per on Irrigated Land. spend a week or two visiting here. Down of the farm (TO BE CONTINUED) Messrs Leland Watt, Kennon White-side- s After they've soen Taree?" and Mr. Spencer, of Layton and cent. No commissions. Miss Erma Hansen, of Elhvood and Provo Equipment being assembleoT JOHN J. SHUMWA Clarice Toung of Perry were Sunday Lost Lake for construction of dam at Bell, 129 Phones: B. R V. 69.a-2- ; guests of Miss Louise Atkinson. for Provo city for culinary water stor-.-ao:o Mr. and Mrs. John Isaacson and lit Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Mason, of Wil- purposes. y tle sons, of Honeyville, were calling lard, were visiting Mr. and Mrs. Mirl on their parents, Mr. and Mrs. I. L, Mason, Wednesday. Dallas Wood, son of Mr. and Mrs. Isaacson Sunday. Mrs. David Larson, daughter Rhoda, G. J. Wood, who met with a painful accident last Tuesday, when he fell un- and son, Lynn, returned Wednesday der the tractor, which he was operat- evening from a week's visit with rela tives and friends in Burley, Idaho and ing, is much improved. PRICES FOR SATURDAY, AUGUST 22, 1931 Mr. and Mrs. Lee Anderson spent vicinity. of Members the Ladies As Young Mrs. Tuesday at Providence with narents. Mr. and Mrs. George sociation, chaperoned by Miss Eva Ad Pickett. Milton Pickett, a brother of ams, enjoyed several days outing in Mrs. Anderson returned home with Logan Canyon, returning Friday. Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Hansen and chil them and will be their guest for a Guaranteed Pure Snow White Hog Lard. and Rulon Steed, of Logan, vis dren, weeks. of pautiIa Mr. and Mrs. E. P. Sorenson spent ited relatives and friends here, Sunday. the week end at Logan. Mrs. Amos Hawkes and Mrs. Herald nd Mra. G. J. Wood and Mr Mr of Ogden, spent Thursday at the Wise, were Wood Brigham and Mrs, Ellis Van Alens Dainty Sweet Peas, No. 2 Cans. Lafayette Grover home. visitors Sunday. Messrs, Paul, Norman and Lewis p;Qfcnn and Mrs. C. B. Gunnell at Larson Goodliff Arnold accompanied by Mr. and Mrs. of funeral the tended Eric Northman, of Garland, had an en .f Park VnlW on Sunday. m,c. T.5d Wood is at Park Valley joyable outing in Franklin Basin, MonS perry Fancy White Rolled Oats. for an indefinite stay with her sister, day and Tuesday. They trucked their four riding horses so had the pleasure Mrs. Lloyd Carter. Mr. and Mrs. Bernard Gull motored among the pines. Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Bosley, of to Williard for the week end. and Miss Bernice Rogers, of 51 THa noonle of the valley who at For All Laundry Purposes, Special White. Los at Angeles, were calling on Mr. and tended the Wheat Day celebration Mrs. James Miller, Wednesday. Garland, Saturday enjoyed themselves Mr. and Mrs. Carl Larson, Mr. and Aan it and rmieh pronounced very L. M. Holman and their house Mrs. celebration. Mr. and Mrs. Ruel Nielsen, of guests, which evenine Rundav program, The Idaho visited in Logan and New Falls, Electric Light High Patent Flour was sponsored by the C. C. Shriber and ton and in Ogden and Salt Wednesday to J. H. Forsgren families was given a larce and appreciative audience. The Lake Friday. Mrs. Fanny Capener returned Satprogram was as follows: vocal solo Ixns Forsgren; banjo solo Cora Fors- urday from Portage where she visited for several days with Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Gungren; saxaphone solo Ross Rhodes, of Mae" Calderwood, nell; talk Highway Tomato Catsup, 14 oz. Bottles. Mr. and Mrs. C J. Hansen and musical reading Phyllis Wilson: piano duetRuby Bergstrom and children and Miss Hilda Miller, attended the Scandinavian conference in Phyllis Wilson: Miss Bergstrom's Brigham e Sunday afternoon. Kuth Taok, Cleone Firth, Ellwood Mrs. Bingham returned Sun TenderAnderson, Faye Waldron, Coarse Germade, Milled in Logan. er piano selections ami Miss Wilson's day from California where she has labored as a shirt term missionary. students. Delia Waldron, Wranda An- She will shortly resume her school renderWestmoreland Marie derson, at Burley, Idaho. teaching ed dramatic readings. Mrs. Inez to Heigh, daughters, Vera Mason motored Mirl Mrs. Mr. and Purity Soda Crackers in Sanitary Carton. and Edna May, of Seattle, WashingOirden on Monday. Mr. Roscoe Stoddard motored to ton are house guests of Mr. and Mrs. Preston, Idaho, and Ogden, Utah, on L. R, Shaffer. Mrs. A. Horace Gleason and Mrs. Monday. - Coe, of Salt Lake Wells-vlllDessiefrom City, and Mr. Fred Douglas, Sr., Fancy Utah New Potatoes. Mrs. Geo. Gleason, of Garland, were is visiting at the Douglas ranch Sunday guests of Mr. and Mrs. John this week. ji:i,a,i tent-shape- 1 g u. wf was-bor- n Wil-for- Guy-Wilso- y. lift little light rig with its smart rubber tires whirled behind them over the red nis dusty Oklahoma prairie roads, slim hands were not expert with horses. He was a nervous, Jerky driver. They left the town behind them, were swallowed up by the The reservation was a full prairie. two hours distant. Sabra took off her hat The night air rushed against her face, cooling it A half hour. "Let me drive, will you, Sol?" Without a word he entrusted the reins to her strong, accustomed hands ; the hands of one who had come of generations of horse lovers. The animals sensed the change. They leaped The light ahead in the darkness. over the bounced and rocked buggy rutted roads. Sol asked her nothing. They drove in silence. Presently she Yet, surbegan to talk, disjolntedly. Five-Ye- ar m mm I farm-school- s. been-create- family-operate- intui- prisingly enough, ho seemed tively to understand to All in the gaps with his own Instinct and Imagination. What she said sounded absurd he knew It for tragedy. ". . . . pineapple and marshmallow salad. . . hates that kind of Cim thing . . . Ruby Big Elk his face . . . peyote . . . Theresa Jump . . ." "I see," said Sol Levy, soothingly. "Sure. Well, sure. The boy will be all right. The boy will be all right. Well, Yancey you know how he is Yancey. Do you think he has gone away again? I mean gone?" "I don't know." Then, "Yes." Three o'clock and after. They came in sight of the Osage reservation, a scattered settlement of sterile farms and wooden shanties sprawled on the bare unlovely prairie. The utter darkness that Darkness. precedes the dawn. Stillness, except for the thud of their horses' flying hoofs and the whir and bump of the buggy wheels. Then, as Sabra slowed them down, uncertainly, undecided as to what they might best do, they heard it the weird wavering cadences of clatter of the Mescal song the hatl-llk- e the gourd rattle shaken vigorously and monotonously; and beneath and above and around It all, reverberating, haunting, ominous, the beat of the buckskin drum. Through the still, cool night air of the prairie it came to them to the overwrought woman, and to the little peaceful Jew. Barbaric sounds, wild, sinister. Sho pulled up the horses. They sat a moment listening. Listening. The drum. Tho savage sound of the drum. Fear was gnawing at her vitals, wringing her very heart with clammy fingers, yet Sabra spoke matter-of-factlher voice holding a bard little note because she whs trying to keep It from quavering. "He'll be In the Mescal tepee next to Big Elk'a house. They built it there when ho was chief, and they still use it regularly for the ceremony. Yan-seshowed It to me once, when he drove me out here.' She stopped and cleared her thmiit for her voice was suddenly husky. She wondered, confusedly, If that sound was the drum or her own heart bes ting. She gave a little cracked IhiikIi that bordered on "A drum In tho night It hysteria. sounds so terrible. So savage.", Sol Levy now took the reins from her shaking fingers. "There Is nothing to be frightened about A lot of poor Ignorant Indians trying to forget their misery. Come." Perhaps no man ever made a more courageous gesture, for the little sensitive Jew was terribly frightened. . Uncertainly,' In the blackness, they made their way toward the drum beat. Nearer and nearer, louder and louder. And yet all about darkness, silence. Only that pulsing cry and rattle and beat pounding through the night like the tide. What If he Is not there? thought Sabra. Sol I.evj pulled np in the roadway before tho trampled yard that held the Mescal tepee, round, to typify the sun, built of wood, larger than any other building on the reservation. The ... .;. o horses woro frlgbtosod, scativov AH about In tho blackness you heard the stamp of other horses hoofs, beard them crunching .the dried herbage of tho autumn prairie With difficulty he groped his wsy to a stump that served as bitching post sod tied the horses. As he helped Sabra down ber knees suddenly bent and be caught her aa she sank. "Oh! It's ail right Stiff, I She leaned guess from the ride. moment then a him straightagainst He took ber arm ened determinedly. firmly. Together they made their way d wooden tepee. toward the Two great, silent blanketed figures at the door through which the fitful flame of the sacred fire flared. The figures did not speak. They stood there, barring the way. The little Jew felt Sabra's arm trembling In his band. He peered up Into the face of the silent Immobile figures. Suddenly, "Hello, Joel" He turned to Sabra. It's Joe Yellow Eyes. He was in the store only yesterday. Say, Joe, the lady here Mrs. Cravat she wants her son should come out and go home." Tho blanketed figure stood silent "This is Suddenly Sabra thought ... y farm-school- s, family-operate- I Unlimited to LOAN war-tim- 62 Howell ge -- Tre-mont- 8 ib. Paii 85c PeaS 2 cans 29c OatS 9 lb. bag 35c Soap 1 Flour 48 -l Tre-monto- n; stu-dont- Lard s. Ber-nic- bars ib bag 29c 69c 15c Catsup Bottle Germade 9 ib. bag 29c Crackers 3 Utah Potatoes e, 0 ib. box 20 35c lbs. 1 5c |