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Show PAKOWAN TIMES. PAItOWAN. UTAH S1P(DCTS(DIPE ilvi Eats, Hope, ! work r. ddi hr' "J.ir'dbT JY, FUUIU'1 proportyin boeoniB nn U. '. poutori. ta Wck ABdy Itrlk. but who H. to f leader. Brrtd. srjanto to rua their the .beriB ta A comdro1 I u,ur Joe tWI be 01 be re elected. "Zimt ebureb eenrleee. a c T b"4 Mr Wb,Ur nrtkrf L die. erlee to the eoare.t ebe bee made elaaderoue about Hope. BJf BaUeek. . aelibbor. helpe Hop. Jr"1 you . .nia.t j V? CHAPTER XXVIII Judge thi he tea And 1 ir. card. , Lj i white, printed equere gra out fur Circuit vfi. the lawyer i: corAdentiaUy. that unpleas between the au-o- f 41 baa arisen this county and the leaders. I Just want to as- .ou that I have had no part I was here as a ose thirgs. the jly residence is in unfortunate. .r nodded. .7ibe man S- It i was pleasant to a" Kate laid, ?.ck ai'me, me the sugar, and j rme jam. Dil.ged." Mr. berries rgers is bad about tog j iEW NEW "and Ill make Flipp said, "but makes me itch. too. snakes? Hope had looked ahead to but feared paring berries, tea in the thickets. I Wear some boots," hb advised, i'jht run up on a rattler. Sav, c Butlers got him a Job on radio, up in Tennessee. He tol the other day. Has he gone? Dave asked. Not yet. He wont start till i day nights program. Ill miss A, till somebody else gits good c the guitar in this neck of the !What S head, moving toward the steep bayou bank. Hank was squalling in mortal terror and kicking like a rabbit in the air, but none of this inconvenienced Deefy. He strode on through the low bushes at the edge of the bank and hurled Hank Butler into space. Hank screamed in mld-al- r and wheeled downward. He struck with loud splash. Deefy turned and moved toward Hope. He wasn't smiling; nor was he scowling. He was nodding, mak ing little sounds deep In his throat Hope shook her head. "No!" she begged. "Don't come this way I" Then she realized how siliy she was being, trying to talk to him. She started to back away. Deefy pointed to the bucket of berries, nodded vigorously, as reminding her not to forget the fruit. "Hope! She turned and saw Big Halleck running toward her. She could hear talk! But he made 'promise of his vote, moved into early mm- j apnng and politics both weather red up considerably. S'. Flipp came one evening to and Kate that black-fin- e ere along ripe and fHope "Big aa the end of he said, "an hangin y thorn T- I ANN'S 1ST? She TEds. Hope left the house to pick black-sTi- ei at ie the next morning, ie wore P; ilon pails. es boots, carried two the container was half ted, she heard Deefy In the dis-V.c- e, but perhaps not so far away iWhen sounded, for his wordless is he 1 ce had strange, deceptive ways. I e looked toward the swamp, saw to sign of the mute, returned to Per fleefy Vank Handles Butler Hopes first pail was nearly full t'en she heard a light rustling to ter left. She looked up quickly and man who had come through te growth and was standing a few the ifet away, watching her with black, smoldering eyes. I It was Hank Butler. I gasped in shock and drew past the south edge of the docket. It was her first sight of nk since the refugee camp. He looked thinner now, his eyes more oeply sunken. Anger and triumph Hope cock, aver a IMQJTTIWR! W.T. PERSON Adr. He strode on through the low bushes at the edge of the bank and hurled Hank Butler into space. Hank struggling in the bayou, thrashing his way toward the other side. "I'll be all right, Big, she called. I'm What happened? I heard you scream, heard a man yell. Then he saw Deefy, who had been screened by a clump of growth. In that instant Deefy saw him and crouched. He looked at Hope questioningly as if asking her what to do about this other man who had come. He was saying in his only way of saying, "Ill deal with him too, if you wish." Hope shook her head. Then she saw Big moving toward the Negro, and knew that he had misunderstood. No! she cried. "It was Hank Butler. Deefy came to my rescue. He threw Hank into the bayou. And she moved to Big and stood ete on his dark face. him. I "lou sneaked up on me! she before arm went about her. Wheres His ad in a thin voice, and hated it Hank?" he asked quickly. "What shaking so with fear, . He was he doing down here? i came on around the thicket, But she the home "He tried to to side, cutting her off. Z, full hl s yu Id see you again, he stopped there. If she told the aw"A woman cant, treat me truth, Big might do something k you done an ful to Hank. "He came to tell me git by with it. He was she said. good-by- , ny moving fast toward her Big Your wrist is red, ro. and she was backing away, served. away from me!" she said hoarsely, Agam Deefy pointed to the pail Butler! of berries, then wheeled and raced down. for the swamp. At the edge of the growth, he turned and raised Aw, now, aint you bein mighty thick a lPPity? big arm as if saying farewell. In He had come up with her next second, he had melted from the f ro' too close for her to turn and and with the sight. heavy boots I eghting her feet she knew it was ' hsb to try running. His hand Dreams Come True leaked out and caught her arm. For Big and Hope I ve come to tell you good-bBig saw Hank scrambling up the npe slapped him hard with her ee bank. His wet clothes clung to far hand, tried to snatch the other . aehis "Get away from me, you bony body. He was looking back over his shoulder, moving furtively. sneak! she cried. started away from Hope. He Aw, I aint too dirty fer you." Big nope tore at his hard hand with was breathing hard. "If I lay hands H w nails, but his fingers were like on him, he said flatly, I tear on bands about her wrist. She him to pieces! Hope earned. "Dont get near him, Her voice came out oarse and little. It was like a begged. Hes leaving the county, to bothhi a nightmare. Hank was anyway. He's not fit for you trouble a been Theres ohing her to him, Big. with. rough and er curses as she enough already. &uht muttering You're right, I guess, he said against him. e tall, sislowly, "but its hard to take. tattered figure came Uy and they watched Hank Butfeet His bare Together, swiftly. er as bank. light as those of a woods ler disappear over the bayou eature. Hank saw him over Big looked down at her. "I had ahoulder. Before he could come to see you about something and his ease her, Deefy was on them, this morning, he said, ering and black and silent arm was about her again. "Mrs. anlt tne to wheel me you were down this away, but a Ives told hu black hand reached out and way. so I cau8ht him. To see me? Hope asked. "What turned to face Hope screamed and reeled aside, is it. Big? She had eefy lifted Hank Butler with him, and his arm bad dropped hand, snatched him away from her. a ar of the bodily, Ive been thinking about youher. thicket He wa mak-J- r past he said, looking oft birdlika noises in his jot I kept He caught Hank up, by "Even before the cyclone. and me. of you of nd ahoulder, and carried you thinking Ljh high above hia black woolly Hope. I tried to make myself stop It. but 1 couldn't After the cyclone, it was harder to stop. It grew big- ger every day." Hope smiled. She was watching his face, seeing how hard It was for him to talk to her Ukt this. 'Well. I think of you too, she said. "Youvt been nice to us, to me, snd I "I don't want thanks, Hope. And I don't deserve to have you like me, even. I've been all hard Inside when I was around you, and I knew it showed on the outside; but there was something in me that I couldn't quite manage. "What's this, a riddle?" ahe asked, forcing lightness. "It's not a riddle to me, he told her. "Hope, Ive been loving you till it fairly hurt, but I couldnt tell you. I wouldn't tell you." "Why?" ne asked gently, feeling herself near the truth at last "Why couldn't you tell me? I wanted to hear it. Big." "I got a Jolt once," he told her. "It twisted me Inside. I said Id never get hurt like that again. Now, I know it wasn't the real thing. I was in high school then. It was "Ive heard it rumored, ahe said. "Dont say any more. No, Big, it wasnt the real thing. There was a sweet gentleness in his arms as he took her to him, and the joy in her face was a light that had never been there before. It was an awkward kiss, as kisses go, but there was a wondrousness in It, the promise of love's fullness and more happiness than Hope hail ever thought could be so simply found between two people. They went on toward the house in a little. while. Big was carrying the pail of berries. Both were think' ing of how their lives would be, together, come fall. Birdie Webster and Harley came the next morning, early. The worn an had been crying. Harleys face was tight, and his eyes were dry with the hurt of not crying. "She went off with Hank!" Mrs. Webster told Kate, who went out to ask them in. "He took our little girl off to Tennessee with him! "She follered him. Birdie, Har ley corrected her. I was afeerd she would. She thought Hank Butler was the cutest man Why dont you go after her? Kate asked. "Shes so young. But Birdie shook her head and blew her nose loudly. "I raised her right. She knowed right from wrong. Let her lay in the bed she makes. The dry weather came in July. The days were burning hot, and the Leaves nights were sweltering. hung straight down from limp stems. Birds sang only in the early morning except for occasion bursts of melody from the mockingbird in the cedar at night. Gars rolled in the bayou and thrashed mightily. Turtles sunned on logs over the wa ter. Moccasins swam lazily along the low, blue stream now so different from the rolling torrent of spring, which had engulfed the woods. In the cool of early morning, bass fed along the edges of the deeper holes, with vicious "Plks! as they broke the still surface, snapping up fleeing minnows. Neiv Worries Besiege Andy would come. truck The " was suffering. Tomatoes blistered on vines that were curling and wilting. Bean vines died on the poles they had wrapped tight with green runners. Butter beans were yellowing and wilting, and the dry pods burst, spilling flat shriveled beans onto the cracked ground. Only the okra was doing well in the drought. Big, who came often these days, was beginning to worry. His alfalfa was suffering, and his late com was firing dangerously. "Always something like this, he said. Got to expect a dry spell to make you wish for a flood so that you can pray for another drought! Demed If I'd Mr. Flipp said: farm! 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It doesn't act while In the eiora. arh. but only when farther along In the lower dlftnau tract. ..where you want I to act. You feel One again quickly I And scientists say chewing makes int's fine medicine more etleo ties -- "readies' It so It Bows gently Into Cbaw y theiyatera.Oetrax-a-MiMTetaii- y oounter-U- e. 50, drug ST are several There you can say about Rocky things Grazi ano after his Fusari party. One is that having a advantage, he was running behind before the tenth round. But the main point is that Grazi ano, ring rusty, wilder than i timber wolf, ap parently badly beaten, came back to win against long odds. It must be admitted Fu Charley physically, looks less like Grantland Rice a fighter than Punch and Judy. He Is a pale carbon copy of complete futility. But he can box he can move around he can take a punch. Fusari Is dead game but he Is not a champion. Graziano threw enough punches to knock out Dempsey, Tunney, Jeffries, Johnson and Louis. But 99 per cent of them merely cut the of balmy September air. Some them missed by two feet. Some by only a foot. But, after all, Graziano hadnt had a fight, a real fight since Tony Zale nailed him back in the early summer of 1948. In the meanwhile, of Rocky had suffered any number cerebral hemorrhages or explosions of the conning tower. Considering all this. Rocky didnt do a bad Job. His victory down the stretch, as cheap as it was in spots, can't be ignored. It was a good fighting job. When you have been badly outpointed in seven of nine rounds with only one round to go and still move in swinging with all you have no one can label you a punk. There is much disagreement about the margin Fusari had after the 9th round. No one can question the fact that Fusari was far in front as the final round arrived. Fusari must have nailed Rocky with 150 right-han- d punches. Fusari also a might just as well have used feather duster. Rocky Grazianos victory is worth at least $200,000 to the I. B. C., which Jim Norris deserves, but doesnt need. Only dont let Rocky wander in the same inclosure with Ray Robinson. Or any good middleweight. Rocky is stiff dangerous but he isnt the Rocky of old. But, as Dizzy Dean once said "Whoinei that rl, NO. The Calumet It is a September custom to begin Clean-u- p making the annual award to Calumet in the .way of racing honors. First, Calumet has the horse of the year In Coaltown maybe the horse of many years. Second, Calumet has the top of 1949 in Ponder, the unknown two weeks before the Derby. Third, Calumet has now passed the $950,000 total earning mark for 1949 and the year haa more than three months of racing left, including autumn and early winter. This means well over a million dollars will drop Into the Calumet coffers. There is one hornet in the honey, however. Citation hasn't run since last December and is still a pretty fair chunk of cash in back of Stymie, the Hirsch Jacobs family steed. Citation, at this time last fall, was supposed to move far beyond the million mark. But the popped osselet proved to be more damaging than an exploding bomb. The horse, rated beyond all rivals since Man o War, possibly better than Man o War, has been as idle as a "painted ship upon a painted the last eight for ocean months. Just about this time last year, were the two best Young Peter and Mr. Busher. Mr. Busher was practically wrecked in a Chicago race and then Young Peter had to step aside and leave the field open to Ponder, Capot, etc. I happened to be at the track the afternoon Maxie Hirsch sent known as Middle-groun- d a against a good field. ran away from the same and practically disappeared. He did the same thing at Saratoga. Then it was discovered he wasnt the soundest colt in the world so he wont run again until 1950. The King Ranch horse is probalive ably the fastest today. But that doesnt mean he will be the fastest seven or eight months from now. 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