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Show TIIE LEIII SITN. LEIII, UTAI1 mi it: Uli! r m 1 ttaM ike SJ Mil 4 N oa it m j "! t k tit , i; rf , it tint SYNOPSIS 6J TV"-'.. s. new life Mf,!.nd her brother. David. eri broken b tragedy. Pru ftl hs" barn loft Into the iZly Gerard, rich young l l. at once a mutual at-Prudence at-Prudence suspects men P "...r'i husband ran away .rto u'y PruV. timber, tries to . t0 al8. F,Vh. trees. David arrive. Kew Tor" Prue accompanies Jmb. his thlrteen-year-o d ft "reus. Chicot, an old grandfather of Milly Gooch. rider, is accidentally killed. TJwn "e girl year. a(. , brok. engagement to Cal-L Cal-L b, believes Bod was the Rod calls on Milly to see f u of any help. Prue sees fcriifbt Picture of him with I Unable to get timber cutters L of Calloway's enmity. Rod-,o Rod-,o New York for them. d David with hlra to help se-m se-m from among the Rescue 'km hangers-on. The ne er-do-I Walter Gerard. Rodney a half ler iiTlves. Rod sends word h." it on his way back, with ien To keep the knowledge of 1 arrival uvm j , - S enters her timber tract with , r. tht nretense of bargaining , f lumbering. He confines her fails. An escaped convict ap-a ap-a tn tab Prudence of her rk Then Rod arrives and recov-pt recov-pt Jewels. On the way home, Prudence, he assumes a doml-int doml-int attitude, which the girl re- 4 and in a spirit of defiance iflli him she Is engaged to Jim wrong, Rodney's closest friend Mjr-Uve men are brought to the and put to work. Schuyler comes to Pros- Maine, inn"". in CHAPTER IX-Continued 13 "I poured tea, strong enough to the Btralgbtest lashes up tight, : passed her the cup. Ynk It while It's hot," took t hasty swallow. a boiling! You haven't a er-lined mouth up your sleeve, tjoui You're such an efficient sd It burnr J no, It froze and frosted all aj down," Ant try to be funny. Drink M least, you're not shivering ; nhat the dickens have you i to tnls room?" va and paint I wanted It I for David when he returned. carted to her feet "Dave! t como i have forgotten? He 1 be wild with anxiety about f "own I Finish that tea! 1 id Mm from upstairs. Told - t'Jt you were okay and that ' oald be at High lodges for A door banged. uiati git sttll !" he could reach the hall, la appeared on the thresh. Prue! Miss Prue I They've wavea prisoner! Now juu get your Jewels." ep Into the room and dWD her ecUcles. 'the matter, child? What w ner, Mr. Rodneyr' reassured ouicklv f ,i ?P?ed' Macky. cept t to look at my timber .enr' Gmrd made ,n4-here we are." "eni taken cold?" Dot I never have j...loiayOU hew aboutthe - ckyj Ten u, miIrt ij JlKhi3 from i if ft. rrue " 11 that tf0nn- ; (hem v -"""'uu eer nad iTa5 bef0re-an(1 drew 4Iack- How did boat the canture?" a.10t " M broadcast about U to .r0, con?Ict was rt..'"B Jail bj " "HUIS axes, twisting peaveys, and pulling on cross-saws. Two weeks 6lnce they had ar rived, and this was the first time she had seen them at work. Absorption Ab-sorption In work and sports was not the only reason that had kept her from the logging belt, Prue acknowledged ac-knowledged to herself with height ened color, she didn't care to meet Rodney Gerard, and she couldn't face Jim Armstrong. Of course, he didn't know of her absurd stater ment that she was engaged to him, but untU she felt less ashamed of herself she would keep out of his way. She must have been dazed with cold and excitement that day to have fabricated such a story. She blinked away sudden tears of ratitude as her brother appeared between the snowy trees. It seemed Incredible that the erect vigorous man In army breeches high boots, and heavy sweater was the same person whom she and Gerard had tenderly assisted from the black roadster not so many weeks ago. "Lengthening roads that wind through dust and heat to hilltops clear," she repeated softly. The men from the mission were making good, Prudence approved, as she watched them. Gerard, Armstrong, and SI Puffer were each directing a crew. Twenty of the original Importation of twenty five had stuck. Three had sneaked away after their first day at hard labor: two had deserted to Callo way. Calloway! The repetition of the name brought Prue's doubts of the man's acceptance of the present situation crowding back Into her mind. Had he given up the fight? She couldn't believe It He was too resourceful, too relentless. If only she could think of the devas tatlng things to say when she faced him that were thronging on the tip of her tongue now. "Warm enough, Prue?" Her brother's voice startled her back from an Imaginary verbal battle bat-tle with Calloway. Warm! I'm fairly wadded. What Macky didn't suggest as a cold-protector, Mrs. SI did. How are the men getting on? They look happy and fat In spite of their hard work." 'Fat ! You said something then. They eat enormously, and they sleep like logs on the balsam boughs under their blankets. Even the hard work won't take care of the energy they are storing up. All their noise and guying is good-natured now; but let one of them get ugly or Just one drink, and victors Jubilating about goal posts would be a Sleepy Hollow compared to tbe Inside of that cattle barn." "Can they get a drink. Dave?" "Not unless they walk miles for it, and by the time they have tramped back to the bunk-house at the end of their work day, they've . "rai irom tne yl'SS?- captured was cailo- Gn Citizen 1 tours v t V v"-J v"-J t h J bvldeny be bad r?JB?"l,w the cabin. u ow easterly stroke 5 Chapter x "4 tT !t """"P Prodence ?--WrJ arniQS call ft. crash of rasp y ,r. tbe brood ' .W? wo- Was it W.T.r' Kodly Ger &fr Penally con EH to the t and grinding "We tare with ts today True of Prosperity farm. What do you think of our logging enterprise, partner?" She gripped the stump with both gloved hands. A small cold tremor of fear Quivered through her. He hadn't moved, yet she felt as if Irresistibly she were being drawn Into his arms. Why, why did It have to be he who set her heart thumping, whose eyes seemed to stop ber breath? How could he in a few weeks have bo possessed her? Magic? Black art? Almost she be gan to believe in tnem. Why couldn't It have been Jim Arm strong, who had had neither time nor money to finance circus riders? She kept her eyes on her brother as hands deep In the pockets of his heavy sweater he walked away. She said unevenly: "David Is unbelievably better, Isn't he?" "Better! He's pretty nearly okay. When we were In New York, I per suaded htm to see a specialist I "Don't Try to Be Funny. Drink It" bad all the walking they care for. They are haDDJ enough, witn a radio and one of those small mov Ing picture machines but. In spite of that I can't explain it, I feel a pricking In my thumbs." "Have yon heard from the two whom Calloway subtracted?" "Not since the night they ap peared at tbe bank-house to make a neighborly calL On that occasion they were greeted with such I storm of abuse and such a fusil lade of missiles that tbe place looked as if It had been the storm center of a Ove-and-ten store explo sion. They won't try that again Here" comes Rod." Rodney Gerard leaned against i small tree and regarded Prudence with smiling aloofness. know. He said that If your brother would keep out of blankety-blank I am giving you a carefully expur gated version of his opinion places full of dead air and live in the country for a time, that nature, who Is the greatest repair specialist in creation, would have him on his feet In" "Timber!" Gerard Jumped to his feet at the warning calL Prue's eyes followed his. The men had taken to the cover of big trees. All except one. Why- why didn't the stupid creature- mi! O'Sbea! Look out!" Gerard yelled the warning as he dashed toward the red-headed giant Prudence clutched her bands over her heart Would he be in time! Didn't Rodney realize his own dan ger when he hurled himself at the man? The tree was downl So were the two men. Crushed? The crew dropped their axes and rushed forward. She shut her eyes for an instant When she opened them, Gerard was on his feet with his hand on O'Shea's shoulder. "Sorry to treat yon roughj Shance. You had to take the chance of being be-ing knocked out by the tree or by me." The dazed man blinked small red eyes at the prostrate forest monster mon-ster harmless now which had cleared him by an inch. "Sure, an ye're sayin' little about the chance ye took," he growled. "Three cheers for the Big Boss!" some one shouted. In the midst of the deafening response re-sponse Prue started down the trail to her car parked on the road. Body and mind were In a tumult. When Rodney Gerard had flung himself under that falling tree, tbe world had stopped for her. Nothing, noth ing mattered if he were safe, she had vowed passionately. As she stepped from the car. Jean flung herself upon her. "Oh, Miss Prue! Miss Pruel Fm so glad you've come!" Her breath caught In a sob. "I've got something cagey to tell you!" Prue laid an arm across the fur covered shoulders. "Don't get jittery, dear. Come into the house and tell me about it" Jean closed both doors. "Can any. one hear?" Impatient at her temperamental response to Jean's histrionics, Pru dence shook her head vigorously, All rlnhty. Come over by the mantel." Standing close, she whispered "Len Calloway's got something up his sleeve." The Information coincided so ex actly with what Prudence had been suspecting that her response was immediate. I thought so. What have you found out? Quick! Tell me!" "About an hour ago I was looking round the gun room at home I had a hunch that I might find your Jew els there I thought well, I thought perhaps I might I might have walked in my sleep when I was visiting vis-iting you you know I was nuts about them and have taken them not knowing it understand?" Prudence nodded. She understood nerfectly. Loyal little soul. Jean drew a long, relieved sigh. "You would. I was poking round when 1 heard someone coming. I was scared I My father nsed that room. I knew he'd be mad If be found me there, so I slipped behind one of the window hangings. He onened the door softly. Said to someone : ""Come toT "My heart was pounding as If its engine was running on nign. iwo people! I thought Til never get out My father growled: "fme across. Calloway. What' on your mind now?" "What did Calloway want?" "I don't know. I remembered that fd promised yon that 1 wouldn't pry. so 1 stuck my fingers In my ears hard." If only the child hadn't taken that vital moment to keep her promise. Prudence wished fervently. -nn on Jean. You must have heard something." Riir I heard something. After I'd keDt my fingers In my ears fo It seemed hours. I pulled them out I heard Mr. Calloway say: Tm going.'" "He didn't see yon. did he? "Gee. fon're pinching V Joan robbed her shoulder as Prudence quickly removed her hand. "Guess you're as excited as 1 am. Mr. Calloway Cal-loway dldn"t come to the window. Ilia voice sounded as if be was at the door, for he said quite lond: "Tonijrbt at the old smithy. Eight Report there. Safer than here. Too many doors and windows in this house,' "When he said that I almost died. but I was live enough to bear my rather say : " It's a payment on delivery proposition, Len? Sure? "'Sure. Ever know me to break my word? I might be a hard man, but I'm Just Milly Gooch is at the Puffers. I suppose she's come to see Rod.' "'Milly-' "That was all I heard Father say, for the door closed. I waited till I was sure they were gone. Then I sneaked out and made Patch drive me over here." Prudence crossed to the window. So-Mllly Gooch had arrived on the scene. Now what would happen? She thrust the thought of the circus rider Into the back of her mind aud said without turning: "Repeat what Calloway said about meeting your father, Jean." Tonight at the old smithy. Eight'" ' "Eight o'clock? Are you sure?" "rep." "Where's the smithy?" . "He meant the old blacksmith shop. When Grandfather ran a big Bertie Goes to the Circus By CIIET CRANT d aleCiur Newspaper Syndicate. WNU Sorvlce. STRING HOLDER SUNBONNET GIRL By GRANDMOTHER CLARK "Sure, an' Ye're Saylnq Little About the Chance Ye Took." farm he had the horses shod there, Uncle Rod keeps it in repair be cause he thinks it's Interesting." "Perhaps Mr. Calloway has en gaged your father to boss a lumber crew for him." "Payment on delivery doesn't sound like that kind of a Job. Fa ther boss a crew? Don't be dumb! It's something else. You don't think It Is anything that will hurt Uncle Rod, do you, Miss Prue?" "Of course not Perhaps they are planning a party for for Milly Gooch. That's Just what It Is. Weren't we foolish not to think of It before? By the way, Jean, tell me again where to find that blacksmith black-smith shp." Before the mirror in her room Prudence slppered the Jacket of her ski-suit over the orange shirt She pulled on warm oversocks, fastened fas-tened heavy boots, while her thoughts ran on: "What luck that Dave phoned he was dining at High Ledges. He would go Into the air if he knew what I am about to do. What he doesn't know won't worry him. I suggested that Macky go to the early movie with the Puffers, and presto, the way was cleared for my personally person-ally conducted expedition to the smithy to find out what the rendezvous rendez-vous of Calloway and Walter Gerard Ger-ard means. I can't get lost The snow is marked with ski-tracks. No danger of meeting anyone. Eight o'clock is zero hour. How soon should I start? I ought to be parked long before the conspirators conspira-tors arrive. "Skis or snowshoes?" She visualized visual-ized a steep declivity. "The skis have it" h6 decided, and shouldered shoul-dered a pair. Poles In hand, she stole around the house to the road. With frequent pauses to listen, she entered the old lumber road that wound up to the sky line. She looked back. What was that? A shadow across a patch of light I She waited. Held her breath. Would It come again? No. Must have been a vine swaying. Resolutely she turned her back on warmth and security and slipped and stumbled over the rough road whose hidden pitfalls were tricked out with spotless snow. Was she doing a crazy thing to try to find out what Walter Gerard and Calloway Cal-loway were scheming about? She was not In spite of her reassurance reassur-ance to Jean, she was convinced that they were conniving against the lumber firm of Schuyler and Gerard. That being the case, It was her Job to find out what It was all about wasn't It? She adjusted her skis, picked up her pole. nd 8,1 d on Detween rled phalanxes of evergreens. She had a prickling sense that she waa not alone In the woods. Had a shadow slipped behind that large pine, or was It a Rhostly Illusion? (TO BS CONTINUED.) Great Lakes Titleless The Great Lakes are practically tide'.ess. Some observers claim to have found true tidal pulsations said to amount to three Inches at spring tide at Chicago. Secondary undulations undu-lations of a few Inches in period ranging from one to four Inches are well marked THIS Iron Horse, plugging and chucclnc. achieved the crown of the last steep hill, the one that overlooks Foxboro and came to momentary halt Georgle Blake nodded down to his right and barked savagely, "There's your dog gone circus!" Little Bertie, aged six, repressed a shriek of delight and merely grinned Bertie was psychic. He realized that his cousin Georgie was In no mood for over tures of any kind. Life was Indeed a burning dough nut to Georgle, guiding the Iron Horse down to tbe circus grounds. Another perfect holiday spoiled; another positive proof that bis parents par-ents were In league against his happiness; hap-piness; forcing him to take litlta Bertie to the circus when his whole being yearned to be with one Mabel Ma-bel Porter. "C'mon," Georgle growled, climbing climb-ing out of the-parked Iron Horse, "And no monkey business, feller," he warned. You stick close to me. If I lose you I'll leave you here for the circus folks. They'll feed you to the tigers." Who can resist a circus? Even Georgle, after an hour in the Big Top, had to admit that he was en-Joying en-Joying himself. But It was at the pink lemonade stand that the world took on Its rosiest hue. The lemon, ade was served by a girl in a crisp gingham dress. She had lots of blond hair and saucer blue eyes. Georgie drank three glasses as slowly as possible, but the girl never so much as smiled at him. And right at that moment Bertie disappeared disap-peared Into thin air I The three glasses of pink lemonade lemon-ade became a ball of Ice In Georgle's stomach. He gazed frantically fran-tically around and suddenly saw Bertie's suit squeezing through the crowds. With a yelp of rage Georgle set off in pursuit Coming up behind be-hind his unsuspecting victim be scooped him Into his arms. "For two cents I'd belt you one," George rapped out "What's the Idea of running away when "You belt me, brother," a deep bass voice rumbled In the squirm ing bundle Georgle held, "and I'll sock you one myself I" Georgle dropped the midget as If he were a hot coal. Wiping the perspiration from his brow, Georgie went Into the throng again, ne passed through and skirted the crowds before the side shows. He looked behind bootns and under gaming tables. He stood still and yelled, "Bertie!" until peo ple stared. Just when he was ready to look for a policeman by some coincl dence, he found himself at the pink lemonade stand again. Wonder of wonders, the blond girl smiled at him 1 "I'm glad you came back," she greeted him. "Your lit tle cousin has been helping me. He crawled under the table, you know She handed Georgle a tall glass of the rosy liquid. "Here, cool off." Well, she was stunning to Geor trie, so he grinned amiably at Ber- fie. who was sticking empty bottles behind the counter. All was right with the world. Georgle ordered an other glass of the cooling beverage. It was tike nectar coming from her hands. He wanted to tell her some thing of the sort, but lost his nerve. Instead he asked for another glass, and another. "You must like that stuff," she ob served, frowning. "It'ii swell." Georgle enthused. "Like rou," he dared to say. 'Thnt' no compliment" she smiled. "Well, anyhow," Georgle grinned, "a couple of glasses won't hurt me. "A rounle! You've had ten." The girl led Bertie outside the stand. "You'd better get your big cousin started for home." she advised. Mrs. Blake was wiping the sup-rr sup-rr dishes when the telephone rang. Its summons startled her and she picked up the Instrument with mis- civine. "Hel lo. Hello, Aunt Frances. This la Bertie." 'Rprtlel Why. my dear child, what ..." "I'm standing on a soap box. Aunt Frances. I wanted to call you up "Darling, how cute!" "Yes'm." "You're all right, Bertie?" Mrs. Blake asked suddenly- "Oh. ves'm. I'm all right But Aunt Frances . . ." "Yes. dear." Aunt Frances, I think yon V Uncle Charlle'd better come down hpre to Foxboro and bring us home." "Bring yon home?" Yes'm. Yon see. Aunt Frames, Georcie. he's awful sick." "Bertie! What's the matter witt Ceoreier Mrs. Blake trembled. "Oh, Georgie's all right Aunt Frances, only his stummlcs. aint" "What's the matter with his stom achr "Weill, I guess, Aunt Frances. Georgle had too much lemonade n' . . ." There was a resounding crash as Bertie fell off the soap box. Mrs. Blake ran to the back of the houe and called ber husband. In a mo ment the family car rolled out of the carage and much aa we would like to follow them, perhaps It Is best If we draw the curtain now on Georgle's Ignominious bomecomlcg. captured by American forces during the war, but Wllhelm is the sole sur vivor . of them all and likewise holds the distinction of being the only one of all of thcra to claim tne Royal Bavarian lofts as nis nrti home He still wears with pnao me band bearing the imprint of tne iter-mnn iter-mnn mval crown and crest, proof of his former associations with royalty. I.Ike that other Wllhelm, who was destined to spend so many years of bis life on alien soil, and for whom he was named by his American cop- tors w;en It was discovered inrougn his leu band thnt he bnd bwn bred In the Royal Bavarian lofts, the pigeon pi-geon Wllhelm carries his years well. 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