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Show 1 THE MURRAY EAGLE ' 1 I -- A Bit of Embroider? For Small Son's ; HOUSEHOLD By RUTH WYETII QUESTIONS starch added to the water used for washing windows, mirrors and glassware not only helps remove dirt but gives a lasting polish. O H. C. Wire artisome other cle in the other when going down WNU 3 By HAROLD CHANNING WIRE Servlca hard-to-mana'- cYNOPSIS stairs. For the Seamstress. Cut geor gette crepe and chiffon through two or three thicknesses of news paper and the material will not stick to the scissors and prove difficult. Jim Cotter, forest ranger, had been mysteriously killed in the pursuit of his duties. Gordon Breck, his best friend, takes over Cotter's Job. hoping to avenge his murder. "Dad" Cook, forest superintendent, warns Breck that Jhe Tillson brothers, mountain moonshiners, are apt to give him trouble. Before leaving for his mountain station, Breck buys an outfit and decides to attend the public dance run by the Tillsons In Lone Tree. At the dance Breck dances with Louise Temple, pretty "cowgirl" for whom he takes a liking. CHAPTER edged through 3- The New Frying Tan. Boil a few potato parings with a little wa ter for a few minutes in the new frying pan. Food cooked after ward in the pan will not be so apt to stick. A Darning Hint. When darning silk stockings in a place where the mending does not show, use a fine needle and one strand of silk for darning one way, making sure that every little stitch is caught to prevent laddering. For the other skein wool. way use two-pl- y the Another man mob and glowered out of a flushed face. "Something wrong?" "Yes, you are!" Louise answered, giving him a little shove. "Get along. Why spoil a dance?" Behind them the group broke up as quickly as it had formed. Men returned to their partners and swung on with the music. But when the waltz ended Breck felt a heavy grip on his shoulder. He whirled from it and confronted Art Tillson. It was a handsome, arrogant face that he stared into; not much more than a boy's. It had the Tillson strength, save for dull, somber eyes. Even this moment's rage did not hide that deep brooding. "Is this fellow botherin you, Louise?" he asked. "If he is- -" "Art!" she broke in, "You're a little bit drunk. Go outside for awhile." It was a command, given as if she expected to be obeyed, and for a second the boy seemed on the verge of going. But then he looked at her sullenly. "Throwin' me down?" "No, of course not!" "You cut a dance." Tillson swayed unsteadily, clutched her wrist and started to draw her close. "Come on, Louy, this is mine." Breck saw her hold back. He stepped between them, forcing young Tillson away with his elbow. The boy whirled, his face livid and tightened into knots over his jaw. He stood with eyes narrowed in the way Breck had already seen Jud narrow his. "Buttin' in, are you!" he snarled. "Want to fight about It?" The music had stopped. Every body had turned, waiting. Breck'f mind worked swiftly. "Well," he heard Tillson sneer, are you crawlin off?" "Not a bit" "Come outside then!" "Why outside?" Breck demanded. "What's the matter right here?" Outside, in the dark with few to see, was not what he wanted. He glanced at the stage, then beckoned to a grinning cowboy in the. crowd. 'Get up there and clear a ring! You're going to have a showl" The puncher yelled and others Joined him. They leaped across the old footlight trench and booted the orchestra from their chairs. A squared circle was made in the wreckage of broken scenery. They tried to roll the curtain up but it stuck halfway. "All right." Breck cried, spring ing ahead of young Tillson. "This sharp-feature- Chap Found Sicankin' It Required Some Effort Sir Cecil Fitch on his trip to Hollywood told the story of a chap who suddenly got rich 6omehow. One day a piano was delivered at his cottage. A neighbor said on seeing it arrive: "You're fair swankin'. But you won't keep that long, mark mel" The very next day the newly rich chap wheeled his piano out on a hand cart and started down the road. "Ho, hoi" laughed the neighbor as he saw hin "I told you you wouldn't keep it long." "Shut yer face, fool," said the other. "I'm off to take me first lesson." Beware Coughs from common colds That Hang On No matter how many medicines you have tried for your common cough, chest cold, or bronchial irritation, you may get relief now with Creomulslon, Serious trouble may be brewing and you cannot afford to take a chance with any remedy less potent than Creomulslon. which goes right to the seat of the trouble and aids nature to soothe and heal the inflamed mucous membranes and to loosen and expel germ laden phlegm. Even if other remedies have failed, dont be discouraged, try Creomulslon. Your druggist is authorized to refund your money if you are not thoroughly satisfied with the benefits obtained. 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There ehould be ao rtoM that prompt treatment la wfcwr taaa kvflart. tla I'm l Ml. kae keen winning new frieada for mora than forty year. They kae a eatiori.wide refHttallon. Art recommends by grateful penpla tba eountry rear. Atk year aeiyabarl !' .i i in your Book have interest' greatly. I can never rei4 from time to time how to t feather stitching. It is t the way you show how eauu Jiuui ox fclHCfl, anI 1 your book often. I have i Bon now lour ana a hall oia, ana cave always A Bonne tyictioa Serial For Baby's Safety. Never try to carry baby in one arm and Baking Apples. Apples should be slit with a sharp knue in tnree or four daces before baking, so that the skins do not wrinkle up while in the oven. Spp, SPEARS-- pages of embroidery rr 2 A little When Washing Glass. Hal peapla If narantlr It a a kirn af acuta MRS. r)EAR Half a dozen cowhands had ap pointed themselves seconds on each side; one stepped into the square to referee. None was too steady on his feet Tillson's first plunge at Breck knocked the referee Into the scenery and after that no other volunteered. Breck had counted on his knowl-edj;- e of boxing. He found instantly that this was a fluht. Tillson came with head lowered, right arm driv ing with killing force, and followed up with a left equally powerfuL When Breck struck. It was as If his fists had crashed into iron. He saw a brown, mallet-likthing rise, and partly turned that blow from his jaw, yet faces spun about him dizzily. A roar filled the room. Stepping back, he gained his balance, judged his position better and closed In before Tillson had recovered for a fresh attack. He jabbed as their bodies locked, heard a grunted oath, took a terrific thrust against his own side. Two arms tightened about him, crushing his ribs. Tillson's head rose under his chin, snapped his head back, butted upward until breathing was stopped. He tried to struggle out. found himself powerless, and then the truth of this fight came In a mad surge of strength. Art would kill him if he could. With that, all semblance of what the city was pleased to call civilization slipprd from him. He had no sight, no feeling, no thought save off this thing. Locked In Tillson's arms, he let himself drop backward, squirmed from the embrace as Tillson relaxed In falling and was free as they struck the floor. Instantly then he sprang up. tot the advantage and struck the oilier down the moment he roue. The roar that had filled the room died suddenly. Silence made him conscious of things outside his battle. He heard a warning voice snap, "You. Jud. stay out of it!" There was a retort and an immediate shifting of men. They seemed on-to- about them was piled with boxes of provisions, fire tools, telephone supplies and other equipment ready to be packed to the mountain station. A flivver truck stood outside the door. And beyond that," past the first fifteen miles of sloping desert and red rock hills, rose the granite wall of the High Sierra. "You'll ride the cushions today," Cook said, when the meal was finished, "but tomorrow you'll be forking hard leather." He crossed to a plank chest and unlocked it, asking over one shoulder, "Have you a gun?" "No," Breck answered. "I intended to buy one in town this morning." "Don't do it" Cook stooped, dug in the chest, then came back with a German Luger. Breck stiffened with recognition. 1918! In a flash of memory he saw that same round, cold bore thrust between his own eyes; then a vision of Cotter, himself wounded, a struggle, the gun turned, its sharp spat and only Cotter rising muffled, where there had been two. He saw At which one be from the mountains, or the desert, or neily, "Howdy, Ranger." of a pair who might ther, offered a low grunt Breck climbed Into the truck, asking as soon as Cook started on, "Who are those two at the end of the line?" "In black ranch hats? They're nesters from the Pothole country. The Potholes are a bunch of small meadows along a mountain just south of the district you're going to take over. These people homestead-e- d before it was put in the forest reserve." "Not very friendly to the service, are they?" "No, I guess not The Tillsons use them one way and another. But we don't have much trouble except over a brush fire now and then if their grub runs low." "How do you mean?" Cook's gray brows drew together in his quizzical smile. "Why, they cents an hour for get thirty-fivEasy money at that if they keep their fires out of big trees e g. d act's ours!" e to be taking sides, some back of Art Tillson, a good many others behind himself. What happened then passed actually over his head. He had crouched to meet a blow. At once the space that had been a ring, was a crush of men, drunken curses, the spat of fists upon flesh. In a wave of bodies he was borne on, knocked down, cast over to the edge. Berore he could move, the house was plunged into darkness. Someone had pulled the light switch. A match flared at one end of the stage and in its short glow Breck saw a grinning face. The man's voice was lost in the tumult of bellowed shouts, but his mouth framed a word: "Fire!" Laughing crazily, he dropped the match into a pile of boards and scene canvas, and danced about as the flames shot up. Breck lunged to his feet On the floor below him the mob surged to the exit One girl stood over at the side, alone, motionless against the walL In springing toward her, he jerked the ropes that held the stage curtain. It crashed down and 6i Ail Itr ttn te making his clothes and trthem with little touches tfV r rpce broidery. Do you think ht I ''Jin 1 - fpli old for this? B. H." r You still have a year or you keep the suits smart vd OUT ish. I am sketching an m; ered trimming idea for you! arid The thread should match thl of the trousers. Mark an ti lot for the embroidery with 'Jav at A. Work over this w:t? chain stitches as at B; then! f'e: Of larger chain or loop stitcis flow 1 at C and D. 4T Mrs. Spears' Sewing had Gifts, Novelties and Ereb Be ies, contains 48 pages ot s nci as step directions which have thousands of women. Iff: fret -! en-- :f - pe- Bo i tt.e t want Book Of f Chr Home Decorator. Order by ber, enclosing 25 cents for book. If you order both, i quilt leaflet with. 3S av. patchwork stitches will b ed free. Address Mrs. Sperf S. Desplaines St., Chicago,! (P. is urn mm it; n If Your Sore, Scratchy Ht Cones from a Cold Get Fast Relief tM st y. T stun brir tjoi: He whirled from it and confronted Art Tillson. for a time the bouse was again black. His hands found the girl as he stumbled along the wall "Quick!" he ordered. "This wayl" When she did not move, he picked her up bodily, thrust her through an open window tstd let her down outside. He followed, saying again, "Quick!" The high board fence was not far off; he struck against one plank, crashed through, managing somehow to drag the girl with him. Suddenly the girl halted. "You might," she said, "tell me what it's all about And please stop hugging me. You hurt" Breck stared. Looking back, he saw there were no flames from the Someone must have building. thought to stamp out the fire. He could hear motor cars being started, and through the trees casual voices called: "So long. Adios. See you later." He felt stupid. Apparently most of the tumult was in his own head. "I thought Jud Tillson" he began. She cut him off with a laugh. "So that was it! That's good enough tor news, really. Louise Temple, rescued! Having to be rescued. And from the Tillsons!" Breck met her laughter with a shrug. She leaned toward him, softly smiling. "Of course I'm grateful. Even if it wasn't necessary. It only seemed so funny for a minute. Good night" He offered his arm formally. "I'll see you home, if you wlh." "No, thank you again, but I'm staying at the hotel, and so are the Tillson brothers. I think you have seen enough of them for one evening." At this moment he could work up a good rage when he thought of Louise Temple. He could easily bate her. Yet he knew that after a while he would remember her eyes, with their half amused, look, the tilt of her small dark head, and that In the dance she had been a wholly satisfying partner. y ar CHAPTER IV "Say. Dad. who Is Louise Temple?" Breck paused In his early morning meal and glanced across the table at the ranger. "Old man Temple's kid," said Cork, continuing with flapjacks, ham and eggs. Interesting. Breck thought but not very complete. Yet he did not press the question, for there were more Immediate things to occupy him. Both he and Cook hnd been up at daylight, and by this time the room the grin on his distorted face and where it would make real work." heard him say, "I'll keep this. Might bring good luck sometime." Cook placed the gun on the table without speaking. Breck picked it up, feeling the old familiar balance of the brown grip in his hand. "I've seen this before," he said. Cook bent over the gun with fond eyes. "I suppose so. And I guess Cotter would want you to have it So it's yours." He straightened, turned and gazed toward the mountains before he peace-lovinspoke again. "I'm man, Breck, but I hope you get a fair chance to use that gun and use It plenty I" g By mldmornlng they had the flivver truck loaded to its top, had made purchases of more tobacco, and locking the Lone Tree house, left it to summer of desertlast-minut- e ion. At the postofflce where Breck stopped to give orders about forwarding his mall, he caught quick line of men who glances from squatted along the board walk. Most of the men were cowhands, though a few in mixed garb were not to be definitely placed. When he came out of the postofflce one of the cowboys looked up with a friend "Am I hearing you right-th- ey set them?" "I reckon they do, son," Cook laughed. "They're twenty - five miles from your station. What's to keep 'em from sticking a match in the brush?" He shrugged and his smile faded into serious eyes. "Ia a way it's a good thing. If they burn off little patches of brush every year we'll never have a big area go up all at once." "Well I'll be darned!" Breck was beginning to sense that this ranger business was something more than riding a horse and carrying a gun. He shot glance at the man beside him. Cook's seamed, angular face had the fighting set He would not be one to cross. And yet he winked at these deliberate fires! "You see, son." the ranger went on, as if answering Breck'i mental question, "you don't want to have too many enemies on your trail at the same time. Right now the Tillsons are plenty. After awhile we'll get around to the nesters; though I think removing this other crowd will settle that too. The head gun in the Potholes is a man named Wellcr. You'll meet up with him soon enough." (to be coataxed; Average Height of American Woman Is Set at 5 Feet, 41 Inches. With Shoes According to the dictates of high more tall girls happen to be going to Vassar. fashion, we understand, the American woman Is S feet 8 or 7 inches The women of average or less tall. Now that the Cibson girl is than average height can find comback in fashion the fundamental fort in the fact that they have lots rules (on high authority) are about of company. Incidentally, the men the same still the perfect 30, tall, seem to be perverse about the whole slim waisted and long legged, combusiness. have way of fallments the Kansas City Times. This might seem to be a rather unhappy situation for the American women. According to recent study by a life Insurance company the average height of the American woman Is 5 feet 4Mt Inches wilh shoes). It coincides admirably with the Venus de Milo; but the Venus has been deposed as standard of fashion. She Is too pleasantly plump, so nothing else need be said to explain the fall of her Influence. Many persons have rather counted on Die Idea that the height of the whole population Is Increasing. This hope is contradicted by the fact that a similar study ii years earlier shows approximately the same height for women. In the height of college women Vassar reports an Increase of 1H Inches in 37 years. Maybe this means something. Or it my simply mean that v, - mf They i ing In love without consulting the fashion dictators or a yard stick. We even know some men who admit that small women excite their protective instincts. They like to beam down from masculine height of S feet 11 Inches with a complacent sense of their own strength and stature. 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