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Show THE LEHI SUN. LEIII. UTAH AROUND Items of Interest !J52f to the Housewife .he HOUSE ill! ' I MM in ni vv III. X 1 'V 1 two keys U) t a cabin B Y L I D A L A R THE STORY THUS FAB ..ithv Gabriella (Gay for short) Graham, engaged to Todd A.rniMi we"J .hi- n tha Main woods aeeomDanled bv a friend. L.iir. retu"".?. . .tav . tha cabin occurred to her when she received M knowing the death of her godfather. Uncle John Lawrence. The two i J"" .. inmeone is uving in mo auui. .aio uom u u; muwi Ij'wtM Tlh. mvsterlous occupant The mystery man returns. He is John bscnuv - ff doctor Wnom vjr mu luiunii jiiiiiiciuaicijr f. iton. younsks Mm by what right he Is in the cabin. His right, she finds, fJttrvf?Tnrie John. Gay's godfather. Gay is high handed with him. and he imm ha will leave. Looking at him in the doorway, her old I W2 "ghe knows that he is more necessary to her than is Todd Jane-return, Jane-return, o marry. Gay asks John to reconsider his decision to I. "2 Ji morning brings different feeling, and John decides to remain VrJ-one more week. The night before Gay and Kate are to return .Wm. York John gets an urgent request to call at a nearby farm. Gay im him wWe he cares 'or toe patient Returning to the cabin at a pap -. ilop, jf,e car. tie leiia uay uiai no wives ner, ana sne aamilS r?tt,ta necessary to her happiness. Meanwhile, worried by their absence, ,,itod Todd Janeway in mew xorK. &ne Knows mat uay and John to . Yttachment for each other, and wants Todd to come to Maine L:tlt M w CHAPIEB V-Continued -8 empathies were treacnerous. i Bd Gay looked at Kate as ' .h had eiven them a re- Ltrom death. Seeing the grati-,.. grati-,.. .erection for her shining In Fvi face, to John's, she felt with C-omfortaDie SnarpHesa man jtiJed iense of guilt sne wautea fcphnx. stooned. Jerked open edoor. She had been right to call jd last night. But knowing that he a now, at this moment, on his way .A. lake, was no longer the sus- ;Jjng relief It had been. She felt '.;e i traitor. She felt as though should be taken out to the ciear- ttianohin ctnndim npainst te woodshed, and shot The long low roadster sped down a across a bridge in a swampy iw nn eentlv risine erade. add Janeway, his blond head bare, s body slumped witn xaugue jainst the leather upholstery, his res smarting from the sting of the glanced at the speedometer. Mrr take It easv. he thought isckening the rushing speed of the tar. 1 Lucky he'd left word at home there he was going last night He'd ejected to hear from her. He wuldn't have been surprised if ae'd walked in on Tory Wales' nar- a. A week, she'd said, and Gay kept :s promises. But it had been Kate tto called. She'd said Gay didn't ;inow she was calling. The tele-'phone tele-'phone connection was bad. He, hadn't been able to hear very welL Then he'd learned that Kate wanted him to come, he'd concentrated on the directions she save him .'airly clear in his mind. Gay-! Steady, Janeway. The ling to do was to concentrate on Setting there. He'd know soon enough what the trouble was. Or maybe there was no trouble. Kate iaont made her reason for his coming com-ing very clear. Maybe Gav wanted iim to drive them back to New fork. The trio un in Kate's eoune couldn't have been too comforta- Me- That was something to tie to. But Kate had told him Clav Hidn't know she was calling M Was tOO Wearv. nnw tn ttiinlr ly. Perhaps she'd just been W. as she said, worn out with Preparations for the wedding, ex- wnted by all the demands upon er vitality and patience. She'd wnted it, though. He'd been a lit- surprised, last June when the JWemot had been announced, she had agreed to the hue and " 1)001 families raised for a wed- J She'd told him she wanted rythmg to be right and proper 2 10 accordance with tribal tractions. tra-ctions. HpM K S.' hat- h. rT m nadn t realized. that she wo. ck-;...: ' Jbols of marriage for something matwas lackino v, ? lghy was before he a ter grow more and hta. making excuses &AL m,gualone with shut- rih4!.hic-e taallT - . .T luucn ner not c- b.6 Nortkfield. Better erections frnm u ... 1 at mv "ere. tie pulled "eroaii i 7 1 uie Slae 01 teeth im . ?anglme boy with buck nO a Shnilr r, i . . . PPearert ( . 4 "ournea nair ""lishornT tte bleat wwrence camp?" Tori the car l0St ta amiraUon Todd aTMoUow this road?" V:B-t'e and. itafl-bo,." e name 00 the "Thanks., SlV050 10 tte by're- ,CceIerator. 8D Pressed the mail-boi T . . , ofthern . slackened the k" from th. , figure detached W ll( 'f ? and "Dderbrush avM in 6 raL A Ong "Belio. fg- Kate! "I"8 brought the o other figure to greet him. He felt his heart thud painfully. "Where's Gay?" Kate stood in the road beside him. "Out on the lake," she said. Kate's expression was composed. She looked quite natural, a little tired, perhaps, but serene. "Fishing," she added. "You took a time getting here." "I was arrested." His spirits lifted. lift-ed. Kate looked as he was accustomed accus-tomed to see her, lanky and rakish In a tweed skirt and green wool blouse, her expression a characteristic charac-teristic blending of wry humor and casual friendliness. He opened the door. "Get in, Kae. You look like a slightly sardonic wood-nymph. How's your generator, my friend?" "My what?" she sat beside him and he turned the car into the lane. He laughed. "I heard, a few minutes min-utes ago, that you'd had trouble with it." "That boy with the teeth!" Watching Watch-ing her in a side-long glance, he saw her expression change. She looked, though he could scarcely credit it, as if she was about to burst into tears. "It isn't that bad, is it?" he asked but the laughter had gone out of her voice. "It's as bad as can be," Kate said with difficulty. "Is Gay ill? Has she been hurt?" - "Worse than that" He stopped the car in the lane. "What is it? What has happened?" She turned to him, her face working work-ing queerly. "I meant to break it to you gently," she burst out "I've been sitting out there by that mailbox mail-box for hours thinking of what I should say. There isn't any way to say it except to tell you the truth and I'd rather be chopped up and thrown to the wolves. I shouldn't have called you last night" "Why shouldn't you have called me?" "Because it's none of my business. busi-ness. Yes, it is. I love her and I know it's all wrong." "What's all wrong?" "Gay has fallen in love," Kate said wildly. "He was here when we came." "Who was here?" "John Houghton, Dr. Lawrence's nephew. Do you remember him at Gay's debutante party? Nice looking. look-ing. Dark and rangy." "I remember." He slumped back behind the wheel. "Did she come here to meet him?" he asked. "No. He just happened to be here. The long arm of coincidence." She gave a crack of nervous laughter. "Don't ever say anything is impossible. im-possible. But she came here because be-cause she's been in love with him since the summer they spent here with Dr. Lawrence six years ago. Would you have thought Gay was romantic? She's fairly wallowing in it Little fool!" "You aren't very convincing, Kate." He smiled wearily. "Do you like him? "I do. That's the trouble. He is attractive. And so in love with her. But it's all wrong." "Why is it wrong?" he asked quietly. qui-etly. She glanced at him in relief and admiration. "Did you expect me to go melodramatic?" melo-dramatic?" he said. "I'm afraid that's a little out of my line. Why did you call me?" "I hoped we might get her away from here in time." "And there isn't time? It's too late, now?" "I'm afraid so. Last night" She hesitated for a moment then plunged on. "They haven't told me anything. any-thing. But the way they act is enough. I've tried all day to tell them you were coming. I couldn't I feel like a traitor until I think of Todd, what do they think of all this at home?" "It's been pretty awful Funny, though None of that seems importantnow." CHAPTER VI In the hidden inlet the sunset dimmed to a honey-colored dusk. The canoe, moored beneath low hanging branches, was motionless R I M O R R e MACRAE SMITH CO. WNU SERVICB The wind In the pine trees made a whispering sound. "It's like listening to a sea-shell," Gay said. Her head, resting against John's shoulder, lifted so that their eyes met and held. "You're crying," he said. "Am I?" "Why do you cry?" "Because I'm so blissful. Because sometime you may die or I may." She laughed softly. "I don't know." "Darling! Sweet! Are you sure?" "Oh John, yes!" "It might be because we're here. The lake, the cabin This is the setting set-ting that's most" He broke off with a diffident laugh, then continued. contin-ued. "The setting that's most becoming be-coming to me. Will you love me in" "September as I do in May." "I meant if when we're together togeth-er in New York?" "Oh darling, yes! In Venice or Shanghai or Baltimore." ."Why Baltimore?" "We're going to live there." "Oh, are we?" "You've been telling me for a week that you want to do research at Johns Hopkins. Well?" "You're a practical young lady, aren't you? I haven't been able to She'd told him she wanted everything every-thing to be right. think beyond this moment, now. I may not be able to get in at Hopkins." Hop-kins." , "I think you wilL My grandfather grandfa-ther gave the hospital an endowment endow-ment He had an operation there. It can be arranged." His arms relaxed. His head turned. She gave a little cry. "I know what you're thinking. Oh, John, don't! Why shouldn't I help you? I love you. Everything will be not for you nor for me but for us." He turned to her. "I'm sorry," he said. "It's just that-I can't believe be-lieve any of it you, us, being here. I can't realize that there's no need to fight against loving you. I have for so long." It doesn't matter, does it? There aren't any words. Just being here with you I feel" "How do you feel?" "Safe and peaceful" "Peaceful?" The honey-colored dusk paled, deepened to the mauve of twilight Darkness felL One by one the stars pricked a brightened pattern across the sky. Gay stirred in John's arms. "What?" he asked. "We should go back, I supposed Kate has probably gotten supper." "Supper?" She laughed. "I'm not hungry either." ei-ther." Her face, as he watched, became be-came grave. "We'll have to tell Kate." "I don't think Kate needs to be told." "She has something on her mind, certainly. She's been cross all day." "Kate doesn't like me." "Oh, no, John. It isn't that She's thinking of the fuss there'll be at home." "Aren't you?" "I haven't been." I am. Do you want me to go with you? I should be in Portland day after tomorrow. But if it would help" "It wouldn't You aren't used to cataclysms. I am." She sighed, then smiled and pressed closer to him. "Don't think of it now. Let's keep this time for ourselves. It's going to be all right Don't think. Just love me. "Gay" he said fcarely audibl). "Yes?" "I wanted to hear your voice. I felt as though you had gone." "I'm here." "Don't leave me." He dropped his hand gently upon her head. "I can't leave you." She caught his hand, pressed it against her cheek. "I'm part of you." Darkness lay over the landing. He stepped out and fastened the tie-rope. tie-rope. Bending, he took her hands to pull her up to the planking beside him. His arms went around her, held her there close against his breast "I can't let you go." "Let's stay here." "Oh, Gay, if we could-!" "It's going to be all right. Noth-ing Noth-ing can spoil It except ourselves. We must be very carefuL" "You're so lovely. I can't think when I'm with you like this. What you say That's not very flattering. I meant I just hear your voice. I've loved you so long, so hopelessly" hope-lessly" "Not hopelessly now." "I can't believe it" "We'll go in and tell Kate." Her voice was gay and confident "That will help you to believe." "I'm afraid of Kate. I'm afraid to go in." "Silly. I'll hold your hand tightly. tight-ly. Like this." They walked, hands Joined, up the path from the landing to the cabin. As he opened the porch door for her, she halted. "Someone is here!" She dropped his hand. The windows were raised. Through the screening came a murmur of voices Inside the cabin. Gay took a few steps away from him, glanced in, then turned. In the light flooding flood-ing through the window he saw that her face was grave and startled. "Who" The question caught In his throat He took a step. "Todd is here," she said and was silent He caught her arm, drew her dose to him. , ,f , ..., "Gay," he asked, "you're all mine?" Her face relaxed. She smiled up at him. "All yours," she said. Gay took a cigarette from a box on the stable. Todd, seated in a chair beside the hearth, snapped a lighter. John, standing, half leaning against the chimney, struck a match. Both made a movement toward her. "Thank you. but never mind." Her bright strained glance went from one to the other. She rose from the couch. "I'll do it my way. They taste better." She held the cigarette over the lamp chimney until its tip glowed red. "Do you remember, Todd? I learned that trick at Tory Wales' camp, the week-end we were there and a storm cut off the electricity." elec-tricity." "Tory knows plenty of tricks." Todd sat back in his chair. "By the way, she's going to marry her Englishman." "Do you hunt here?" Todd asked John, breaking a lengthening silence. "Not often, now," John replied civilly. "I used to when I was in school. That head there on the, wall was my first trophy." "It's a good one." Todd rose, walked across the room to examint the deer head on the wall John. Joined him.' They talked of hunt ing, diffidently at first and then with increasing interest (TO BE COXTINVED) Economist Forecasts Age Vs. Youth Struggle Dr. Frank S. Dickinson. Univer sity of Illinois economist, foresees the approach of a class struggle between be-tween age and youth. He said in an address recently that the "war of the Densionnalres" would unfnld as a croblem "far more manding" than the oft-discussed con flict between capital and labor. Dr. Dickinson said the decreasing birth rate and the increasing life span were causes behind the "struggle "strug-gle of classes in America." But he said he does not expect the strug-Ba strug-Ba n become critical until 1980. when, he estimated, there will be 25,000,000 persons in the United States more than 65 years of age. He visioned possible results of u-hnt he rjredicted would be "the greatest cultural and social change since the fall of Rome" as follows: Ponsion-taxation claiming one- fourth the income of workers and employers. Destruction of the two major po litical parties. Control by the "nana mat rocks the rocking-chair." Substitution of "votocracy" for democracy, with one of every four voters over the 65-year mark. stagecscreenAdio ; By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) ' WHEN you see Para-i mount's version of Joseph Conrad's "Victory" (directed by John Cromwell, co-starring Frederic ' March and Betty Field), you'll see some of the most-traveled film ever shown. Scenes were shot in Sourbaya, on the island of Java, in the Dutch East Indies; then the cans of film were transported by train, native boat and finally by Chinese air line to Hong Kong. A Pan-American clipper flew it to Manila, and there it stayed; so many passengers were waiting to take the clipper home that there was no room for part of a movie. It came along on the next scheduled sched-uled flight Meanwhile the cast was working at Baldwin lake. The scenes shot In the actual location of I -f ' jiff i-Llkliil. th.VJ BETTY FIELD the story will be slipped in with the ones shot on the American location and it won't be surprising if the Baldwin lake shots are the more convincing. More than 100 boys are being paid for having the time of their lives; they're portraying real-life cadets In Columbia's "Military Academy," and much of the action calls for them to disport themselves on the track and. football field of a local military academy. They sprint put the shot pole-vault and the checks come rolling in. Tommy Kelly, Bobby Jordan, David Holt and Jackie Searl are in the cast. Four-year-old Dickie Lyon, son of Bebe Daniels and Ben Lyon, (and don't tell me that you don't remember remem-ber those two picture stars!) is worried. He's working in "The Howards of Virginia," and doesn't want his parents to find it out "They told me pictures was bad," he declares. Bebe and Ben have been starring In a stage play in London, and they sent the boy back to California to live with his grandmother several months ago, because ef the war. Frank Lloyd, who's, directing "The Howards of Virginia," persuaded Mrs. Daniels to let Dickie take the role of the young son of Cary Grant and Martha Scott, and Dickie is doing do-ing remarkably well except that he's worried. He's afraid of what his mother will think when she sees him on the screen. "Maybe she won't like it" he says, ominously. But Lloyd's not anxious. Some time ago he told Bebe that little Dickie was a good picture prospect and she said, "I'd trust him with you." Uncle Ezra (Pat Barrett) of ra dio's National Barn Dance is highly enthusiastic over making movies in Hollywood, but the most difficult thing he had to adjust himself to was the delay in starting. He re cently returned to Chicago from the cinema city after making "Coming Round the Mountain" with Bob Burns; later he'll go back to Para mount and do two more. m ODDS AND ENDS Gary Cooper hat a photograph of hit two-year-old daughter. Mary, encased in the dash board of hit car . . . Agnes Moorehead used a train and three planet in a frantic effort to get to New York from Milwaukee for a "Dig Sister" broadcast, broad-cast, landed in Washington, and had to give up; when the found the New York plane grounded in Milwaukee be-cause be-cause of bad weather, the flew to Cleveland, Cleve-land, then to Pittsburgh, then to Washington, Wash-ington, only to find that there wasn't enough time left to reach New York for the broadcast . , . Virginia Dale and Lillian Cornell, whom you've teen or perhaps will see in "Duck Benny Ridet Again," will supply the feminine interest in "Touchdown," with Wayne Morris. Frances Langford finished a broadcast then drove 700 miles to the Navajo Indian reservation in Arizona to spend her second wed ding anniversary with her husband. Jon Hall, who's starring in "Kit Car son." an Edward Small production There are 50,000 Navajo Indians on the reservation, but the role of Indian chief went to Al Kiknml. a full blooded Hawaiian. After numer ous tests Producer Small came to the conclusion that Kikuml looks nvtre like an Indian chief than any f the Indiana do. Pillow cases should be Ironed engthwisa to be entirely free of wrinkles. Salt added to potatoes when nearly boiled insures their flaki-ness flaki-ness and prevents them from going go-ing to pieces in the boiling proc ess. The yollr of an egg mixed with warm water and used as you would soap will remove coffee stains. Hot sudsy water will quickly remove the yellow of the egg. Bananas should be ripened at room temperature, never in the refrigerator. They are ready for eating when they are bright yellow yel-low all over, with occasional brown spots. To get rid of stains on tea cups rub gently with a paste of baking soda and water. The illusion of depth is created by building bookcases on either side of a wide doorway leading from living room to dining room. Expenses Over Income He is poor whose expenses exceed ex-ceed his income. La Bruyere. An 131 Weal iM Bedtime Jjt Snack! rgSJ Copt. 1M0 by Koltoti Compuy T-J'''' ''(, l& I Sji' Effects of Travel I Haste and Trouble Travel makes a wise man bet- The hasty man never iocks ter but a fool worse. I trouble. (6 mwss Note the benefits of delicious oranges Government nutritionists say: Fully half cur families get too few vitamins and minerals to enjoy the best of health! So make it jor family rule to enjoy oranges every day. Just peel and eat them for grand summer refreshment. Or keep a big pitcher full of fresh orangeade handy. An Bounce glass of Juice gives you U the vtamin C you normally nor-mally need each day. Also adds titamM A. Bi and G, and the mineral? calcium, phosphorus and inn. Thissmnm&ewotderfulIyjui7 ful in att sizes. Those stamped -Suakisfon the skm are Bat for Juut and Entry use! Order them today. 1 OTTnthI.1940,CliibraUFnul Crmr. Eichj |