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Show THE LEIII SUN. LEHI. UTAH mnilOH RFVIFc: Kathleen Xorris . Reach with il UP "., ck.ii. vol. Fir'. T met reier uu . . . O KATHLEEN MORRIS-WNU SERVICI jUI Continued r i "ana i ---- - PT-rfi other. all right Then drinking it and laughinc. and nam Pf ' t bim again until last- ing against the background of snowy Lt wess it was r naa nms ana oared trees and blue, hi made ; .ed Ken. y, be wanwu . threw a date, To jplain why he you leD.c' rfnwn." Sheila tS V-H. wanted S that he hadn't run out on, He'd lost the number of my , know he's yeller. don't Ken said, in dissatisfaction, made no answer, and he Ldonceonwice, "Sure, be t before seiuui, f again f another interval the man be- Igain, who "s w - iu know there isn't anyone who yuillig v i!" Sheila echoed alertly. kf , ... mean the ponce: isn't one of them could pm in lere lug OD Hie L pondered this. Vi mean because there Isn't I 2 1 I .......... Ing to pm, or just oetauBc Ldrv?" she asked simply. mean that they haven't got r.g on me. I never pulled a i anyone," he said. "I carry that's all right But I don't to the rackets. I just think out for the boys, and then and I talk 'em over." li re the brains of the organiza- SheDa observed mildly, re- another favorite phrase of pig, the vice president's son. oB't know what you call it," d, offended. ihould think," Sheila mused "of course I don't know. But M think that the person who t planning would be the very e police would want to get!" i what could they do to him bey did get him?" Ken asked, leave it to them, they'd man-at!" man-at!" Sheila assured him with h- . v tiy afterward, when the men ed, and the kitchen became ily filled with the odor of their boots, their pipes, their un-! un-! Mies and unwashed cloth-3a cloth-3a felt suddenly unbearably sd stiff and sleepy. It was a briefly suggested that she session of a very small iff the kitchen; perhaps once pt's room, or an old grand:- room but furnished with (desolate-looking iron bed like k the larger room, f losed her door, but she could to voices in the kitchen, hear Iffling of the men's feet the 8 of the old rocker. Gradual Gradu-al these sounds blended and loomed loud again, and were I She slept until winter sun-striking sun-striking through the dirty, unfed un-fed farmhouse window, sent Pant gutter from the snow ie discolored walls of the lit- en chamber. r'S eXDPripnrp nf thaui. imping, vesterdav's hripf. ihing toilet nreporlarl o breakfast but even then the Promise of the day made heart lighter, anri when TTen over his coffee, "Well, Js ought to bp 'clock tonisht " cVip foit P have danced for joy. St to dig out of here, first" grved. And after the meal. eila would have fallen upon fm task of clearing the f he said, "Let all that go, and get out here for a while. 1 you good!" that had brought them ely old farmhouse in the Fs k& deep in snow; the iniv 8 ousny about it pa Ken began to clear some L V or " abut the corner Fo that had hidden it down P "ouse and so to the road. P hw shovel, flinging the r-s oreamiess and laueh- Worked e?:triiicioctir.oii,. results. She and Pe- , tog sunshine as they ovn lever lea 'I think you would h inu- i you could." "Oh. I could, nil rlnmi" v -"bilk, boasted, gloomily. He went to cet tier a drink of wainr an ' UkUUU winter SKy. The truck came dniv rtoxaai down the new road a few minutes later, the men haneins on m. keys, watching the track a thp great toboggan tires flattened the snow. To them the centlv rollino hills all about thp nrracirmsl Ait,. tant cluster of roofs and farmhouse columns of smoke, the road dppn in dry white shining powder, were ex actly what they had been seeing for the past two hours. But Kpn was now bidding them good-by. "Walk to the too of that hill thPrp and there ought to be a villa op about a mile below. On your way!" he said. He did not look at Sheila. Hp walked about the truck in the snow and climbed up on the front seat, and she saw one of the other men get down upon the roueh floor nf thp vehicle and roll himself up in a blan- Ket there. The rest was a flounderine walk in the snow, more like three miles than two, and a long, dreary, empty wait at an empty station. The si en over the station said "Capitol Junc tion ; there was no house near by. But toward the middle of the afternoon after-noon a rickety train did rattle by, and Sheila and Peter boarded it The conductor sleepily informed them that they were in northern Connecticut Con-necticut and obliged them with tick-ets tick-ets to New York. There was no diner din-er on the train, but when thev trans ferred to a roaring leviathan far ther on, they thankfully went into a brightly lighted buffet-car and had club sandwiches and coffee. CHAPTER IX When they were finally approaching approach-ing the city, and the theater advertisements ad-vertisements and the multiplying apartment houses warned them that their long trip was almost over. Sheila was conscious of a sudden lassitude, a weariness that seemed to have as much to do with the soul as the body. Wonderful as it would be to get home to Ma and Angela and Joe and have the first thrilling conversation with them, she Ws place?" Peter it bpfnro vaMm. own It?" boys found it a while it off and on. Monk ker I? I31 estate office-in ritw-and asked o!diTheysaW the owner C her Pieces used I Jy'" artists, or wmething, from Bos- lj? going by- k't&e,?'113 Claimed, v, ' ! smoke, and mo- in't S S neigWors." henSJ1"!; tosome f yoalWhlle getting'g t ' When the men returned wished that it was over. She dreaded dread-ed the explanations It seemed odd to see the night streets bustling as usual, down under un-der the train; curb carts surrounded by shoppers, children racing and screaming in the dirty snow. "I get out at One Hundred and Twenty-fifth, Peter." He roused himself from a sort of dream at the window. "Nix!" he protested. "We've got to go home first We've got to turn In a report at a police station." "I don't" she said "I'm going straight home to my mother." "I'll get out with you, it's just as near for me. But we ve got to go to a station, right off the bat!" "What for?" "To catch them. The police won t want to lose a minute." "You don't think for one minute you can catch them!" "I know darned well we can ca'ch them. We know where they started from, don't we? We can send 'em right to that fake studio where we found 'em, can't we? It'll only take a minute, and then I'll run you home in a taxi." Peter argued. In the end she actually did And herself In the Monday evening quiet of a police station, answering the questions of a kindly sergeant with only another old officer for audience; except for a sympathetic young man who observed excitedly that he would bet it was OUa' " gang, and who. with a ort oi tinseled light globe held aloft took a snapshot snap-shot of the latest victims of a gang mystery. And then the familiar streets were rushing by Sheila's taxi, and her . . k..Dr and I neart was unmiyms --- faster, and Ma, and home, and safe ty were coming nearer every second. sec-ond. The beloved old dirty doorway with children straggling about it in the dark, the welcoming rush of thick air from the house, air scented with cooking and living and the ominous om-inous note of carbolic, met her like familiar voices. Sheila was up the four flights like a flying swallow; she flung open the kitchen door and her cry of. "Ma! I'm back!" rang through the place. Then everything took on the feeling feel-ing and appearance of a nightmare. Her mother was sitting at the kitchen table with Angela at one side of her. "Joe's dead!" Sheila thought, and her heart failed her. "Well, you came back," Mrs. Carscadden presently observed out of the most terrible silence that in all the days of Sheila's life had ever existed between herself and her mother. Sheila stood still, growing pale. She swallowed with a dry throat "What what's the matter?" she whispered. Neither mother nor sister spoke; they regarded her steadily with sorrowful, sor-rowful, quiet eyes. Sheila, after another stammered question, which was choked with sobs, sat down at the table and burst into wild crying, her hands over her face. "Oh, don't, Sis," Angela now said, whimpering. "But but what's the matter!" Sheila demanded again, looking up through tear-soaked eyelashes. "What's happened?" "Where's your husband?" Mrs. Carscadden demanded, steadily. "Where? Where's my what?" "Where's Mr. Mc Cann, Sheila?" Angela asked, weeping. "Peter!" . "The the fellow you ran away with. Sheila." Angela began to hiccup, but anger an-ger dried Sheila's tears and made her voice bard. "You don't think I ran away with Peter Mc Cann?" "We had your wire Sheila," Angela An-gela said. "Mamma, you don't think I ran off with Peter Mc Cann!" "An his mother as hear'rt-broke as me!" Mrs. Carscadden observed irrelevantly. . "I'm no more married to him listen to me, Mother! I say I'm no more married to him than you are!" A light suddenly narrowed the mother's eyes. ' . "Indade, I'll grant you that!" she said, bitterly. "Indade you're not married to him you an' your dis-thrict dis-thrict attorney or justice of the p'ace or whativer! An' let but Peter Mc Cann put his head in my door,' an' I'll disthrict attorney him! Taking a fine ger'rl that never done a mane thing in her life, although she might scald the hear'rt out of me wit her nonsense" "Ma, don't talk like well, like an idiot! I tell you that Peter Mc Cann and I were kidnaped kidnaped by bootleggers, and taken 'way up into the country" "You didn't send the tiligram, I suppose?" "Certainly I sent you a telegram! I didn't want you to die of fright did I?" "And he the man he sint his folks one, too?" "Peter? Well, of course he did! Saturday night. After we got caught in the library. That Is, they sent them for us." "The bootleggers sint thim for ye, was tnai n; "Well, they did. Mother. We couldn't." "You cudden't?" "No, ma'am, because" Sheila hesitated. "We were being kidnaped," kid-naped," she explained. "I see," said her mother. "And this morning they drove us to some place called Capitol Junction, Junc-tion, and we came down on the train." "I see." There was a silence. Sheila did not move. She sat looking look-ing at her mother and sister fixedly, the red deepening in her cheeks, her lip bitten. "Sheila, they're such lovely people peo-ple the Mc Canns," Angela burst out. "Mrs. Mc Cann came to see Ma on Saturday, and she was so sweet, and she said such lovely tilings of you, and she told us all about her ward's that's Gertrude-getting Gertrude-getting married to Peter-rthey were so happy about it! They were going to have a nuptial mass and everything!" every-thing!" "Well, what of it?" Sheila challenged chal-lenged her defiantly. "Oh, well Sheila, how can they, now!" "Why can't they?" "You know full well." said her mother. "Well. I must say I think thii is wonderful!" Sheila said desperately. desperate-ly. "I never heard anything like itt I wish now that I hadn't come home. I couldn't wait to get here I thought you'd be so worried I didn't even want to stop at the police station" "Kt the police station! That's all we "needed!" Mrs. Carscadden exclaimed, ex-claimed, ber eyes raised. "For heaven's sake. Sheila, what did ycu go to a police station for?" To report the bootleggers, of course." "What business wat that of yours?" Mrs. Carscadden demanded demand-ed unsympathetically. "You'd do much better to kape out of police stations as things are." "Well, if I don't think I'm in a bad dream!" said Sheila. "The Mc Canns reported it to the police," her sister said. "The Mc Canns did!" "Yes. they were so worried about Peter. He had half a dozen appoint-ments appoint-ments for Saturday and he didn't keep one of them. And there was a big party Saturday night" "I know. The Cahills." "Well, wherever it was. And when he didn't get home to dress for that they all got perfectly crazy and they telephoned around everywhere. And at about ten o'clock Mr. Frank Mc Cann came out here." "Frank Mc Cann did!" "Yes. Because it seems that Peter Pe-ter had told his mother and Gertrude Ger-trude that he had known you up at Tiller's Beach last summer, and he had even talked to them about you after he got home" "And we didn't know anything, of course, except that you weren't home. Ma didn't take her clothes off that night did you, Ma?" "I did not." said Ma. "Mrs. Mc Cann talked to Ma Saturday afternoon about our maybe may-be living over in Astoria or somewhere, some-where, where Ma could have vegetables vege-tables and everything!" Angela lamented. la-mented. "And now now they'll never nev-er want to see us again! She seemed so different yesterday, so sad and quiet and she'd been crying, and he looked as if he had been, too, and everything was terrible Joe got so mad, and he stood up for you" "Well," Sheila said with irony, "you all had a swell time." "You wouldn't think lt was so funny, fun-ny, Sheila Carscadden," Angela re- "Begin at the beginning Sheila," Joe said. proached her, with spirit "if you could have seen the crying and goings-onif you could have known how we all felt! Ma was up all night, and Joe kept coming in and out it was something awful! "And then yesterday Ma, that was only yesterday! then yesterday, yester-day, Judge and Mrs. Mc Cann came." "Well," Sheila said, with a hard little laugh, "it seems that you mustn't let yourself get kidnaped by bootleggers these days." "Gertrude Keane has been terribly terri-bly sick," Angela went on in the accusing, tender tone she had used all through the conversation, "she's simply prostrated " Her brother Joe came quietly in; she was in his arms, crying and laughing. "Joe, Joe, you're not against me, are you? They said you stood to me, Joe! You don't think I'm bad; you believe me, don't you?" He looked worried and serious, pushed the silky fringe of hair from her' forehead, keeping a brotherly arm about her, but not smiling, not kissing her. "Of course I'll stand to you, dear. But my God, what you've put us through, Sheila!" He sat down, and she dragged a chair, near his, still clinging to his hand. "Frank Mc Cann and I gave the marriage to the papers this noon. Ma," he said, sighing. "It seemed the best way. Even Judge Mc Cann advised it though it broke his heart" "Disthrict attorney and all?" the mother demanded fearfully. "Everything. It was a Justice of the peace. Ma." "What marriage?" Sheila exclaimed, ex-claimed, very white. "Yours, dear. It was the only way" "But Joe Joe we're not married!" mar-ried!" "Not by the Church, no. But you will be-" "We aren't married at all, Joe! We never were married! You'll have to stop the papers!" "Listen, Joe! We were kidnaped. Kidnaped by bootleggers, do you see? And they took us up to Connecticut Con-necticut or somewhere, we don't know where " "Wait a minute," Joe said, Impressed Im-pressed in spite of himself by her desperate earnestness. "Begin at the beginning, Sheila Where did you and Peter Mc Cann meet on Saturday?" Sheila gulped. "At a law library on Etoadway, Joe!" (TO BE COSTISVED) PATTERNS. SEWING CIRCLE First Clothes. VTES! These are clothes you can make of flannelette for the little stranger yourself. We've kept them very simple so that even if you haven't sewn much before you can make these. 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