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Show PAROWAN TIMES, PAROWAN, UTAH spcrtsccpe Iff? 1 Chest Old-Fashion- MAHONEY J1ASYI No ikill roquind. Has Place in Kitchen Ilindln , like puny . . bi- -J imdrm 3 CHAPTER I rlinfoat wai whit, her high were white and her galoshes silk was white oiled ot ells red handle. Ensemble bright i on ell dressed young woman day. j muled to herself, a rather smile. She had never had t nice clothes before bargain-mstuff that didnt look so nothin ut perhaps-b- really yet Dorinda? I've a Mg uptown, of letters I wish you'd drop post office." And iH t startled, around, whirled door. Why was sys so quiet, she thought, I quick gust of irritation. A sin. black and white like a handsome In a heavy, mid-e- d sort of way. Not the kind admired though od looks she women might. Fay, for in- He must weigh close to two ed and yet he moved as soft-- i the half-ope- cat. stamps to Uncle Edward's letters. "You don't favor your ma so much. I remember her as well as If I'd seen her yesterday. Just about your age when she married that foreigner and went to Europe to live. She was a brown-eyeblonde like you. only her hair got darker as she grew up. But you don't look like her so much." She leaned closer. "You were In Parts, weren't you? And got to Lisbon when the Nazis came? And was shipwrecked coming home? I never did hear the straight of it.' Uncle Edward told all there was to tell. I don't want to think about it." Dorinda slipped the two letters through the letter slot. "I can't talk about it, she repeated. That was what he had told her to say It's natural, he had explained "You went through a harrowing experience and you dont want to relive it even in memory. You can't talk about it. That way, no one can trip you up on questions. Now she told the postmistress a hurried good-band went back again into the street. The rain had stopped but the sidewalks were like d y was nothing of tmwhen she pC, in her voice and after a Of course, by perceptible pause, "Uncle there fd Dorinda." arJt you. back into the house, ooked jar. watching Edward from the groom door. At Carol, Grand-er'- s nurse, hurrying down the a book under She put the book in Dor- brown-covere- d tom. is band. Thomdyke asked if you'd Irs. this at the jgt library." back into Carols then opened the door pnda smiled eyes, and went out. inda. Well, she was Dorinda. was what he had said in the "Look like You sing. Dorinda. forget inda Dorinda, talk are Dorinda. that." Reviews Story Start Deception's "I like rainy me in. safe . . ?" Not that there ny reason, why she shouldn lie. Only the whole situation so strange. As if one were kg on eggshells or balancing tight rope. Mustnt make tep Would Dorinda say this? she do this? Five months nd still she felt as if she were jetress playing to an audience, pg them into an illusion of real fte could not share. Only at t hen she went into her room phot the door could she relax, es like now, alone and shut Dorinda think, They shut . Im afraid you're mistaken," said Dorinda coldly. "I dont know you." I il d dry-good- d 1 e all boiled down to was doing it to the money Uncle who paying her. loC3ll have a nice Sired f nature," she prseif frankly. "But I wouldnt scenes: Ff or anyone. Not unless I ying Ca-- f r,r not re sc ! I David d Adler tel not jot t. A mney west thousand dollars wrist is well My I get a job now. In a 0 months I'll be back in Wlth money in the bank ,!'unk M f clothes. And this 7 seem like a nice dream is dream. Maybe looking back. I Iaf!eretwas C1eve. After she Iso mfr0m here she could L ,Cleve aSain. Possibly, if 1 r he Would r 1 promised understand. But not to tell, not L e;er; When it came time to j5l itdio i Lr And Unc!s Ed-llthe exP'anations. sde didnt care, t0 say good-bhln0Ugh Wouldnt want to see bi, ;ain evyay' held hk vL 10131 exPfession when he looked Dormda- - Dorinda in 3 bi house' a m 6mber of one of the Itamili :x i"r who h Veu ln the vlll3Sewh wasn t an outsider. - ' . tW Theher s thm letters to the was m .rand endowed with a She looked at and n,he! PWidgi i glaasflooked pty a, 3 rai"y day Wway.' mates0" my nose red hair 6Ven tf 1 dld dollar aj verS TZ 0ur tamw JtCked 3 Permanent' affut the Salesman's Recognition Threatens Masquerade Amy pursed her lips. "I think Only its a new lot and sometimes the shades little different. How is your weve some like that. grandmother? "About as usual, I think. She manages to get up in her wheelchair now and then but not often. But she knits and reads and we hope it wont be long until she's up and around again. As she took the wrapped package, the proprietor moved toward her. "Everything all right, Miss Did you get what you wanted? "Oh, yes, Mr. McGregor, exacther She stopped, ly what I breath catching in a little gasp. Behind the proprietor, the salesman she had noticed before looked at her, recognition in his eyes. "It s come, she thought wildly. "It's come. She had thought it couldnt hapit pen. Uncle Edward had said couldnt happen. The town was only a few hours drive from Los Angeles, on the coast but away from any major traffic course. People from the town might go to Los Angeles but people from Los Angeles would never come here Besides, she had known so few people. She didn't know this man really. Only once in her rooming house a girl down the hall had asked her to go on a as one blind date. Dorinda. can be only in a big city, had even agreed. This man. she didn't remember his name, was the b'md date. She hadn't liked him. sue had 'THIS SO PAR THIS YEAR SNEAD tAKNED SU TH Stella!" His voice was hearty, ingratiating. "Its Stella, little Stella He snapped his fingers. "What was the name now Moore, wasn't that it? Last place in the world I expected to see you. Do you live here or what?" Dorinda raised her brows, the soft planes of her face stiffening "Im afraid you're mistaken," she said coldly. I don't know you." His jaw fell ludicrously, then he pulled his lips into a smile again "Oh, come now, girlie, don't give me the brushoff like that. Don't you remember the night in L. A at the Hofbrau with Jack and Millie and the fun we had? "Im afraid you're mistaking me for someone else." Dorinda's eyes were like ice. Mr. McGregor Interrupted ln a horrified tone. "Taylor, youre wrong. This this is Miss LaCroix, a niece of Mr.Thorndyke. Thorn-dyke- s one of the oldest families here. He sputtered slightly in his earnestness, striving at once to be convincing and apologetic. Dorinda saw the trace of indecision that touched Taylor's face and took a quick advantage of his doubt. It's all right, Mr. McGregor. Just a mistake," she assured him graciously and walked swiftly away without another glance at the salesman. But her heart was pounding. Maybe it was a mistake to come to the village so often. But Uncle Edward had seemed so certain. Arm it would look peculiar if she never left the house. Of course, a thing like this might not probably wouldnt ever happen again. She must in some way find out how often Taylor came here. It should be easy enough to avoid him. But had she really convinced him that hed made a mistake? p too. Isnt it a beast of a day? Anne saying now. "What are you doing out, Dorinda? "Oh, I like to walk in the rain, Dorinda returned absently. You seem to have a follower, Anne said, her lips Dorinda, Or a secret admirer, quirking. perhaps? Anyway, a strange gent outside seems to be taking a great interest in you. Dorinda held herself rigid. She would not turn to look at the man she knew must be there. A strange gent. That meant Taylor had followed her. Anne would have known any of the town people. He hadn't, after all, believed her. She shrugged. Why have I this men? She over power strange shook her head at Anne in mock I won't encourage him dismay by looking but I think it's a salesman from McGregor's who pretended to mistake me for an old girl friend. Do you suppose that's a variation of the 'haven't I seen you before gag? Could be." Anne laughea. "Apparently he's still trying to follow was it up. Til put a stop to that," Dorinda announced firmly. TO BE CONTINUED! kxjrn ament trail! "Why, Her impulse was to hurry home but she remembered that she had one more errand to do the book to exchange at the circulating library a few doors down the street. The circulating library was a place Dorinda liked to go. Today, the small square room was like a refuge. A leaping fire in the open grate lit up the bright bindings of the books which lined the walls. A shaded lamp on the big flat-todesk in the middle of the floor shed a circle of orange light against the polished mahogany. The girl at the desk looked up with a smile as Dor inda closed the door. "Oh, it's lovely in here, Anne. Dorinda laid her book down and went over to the fire. She pulled off her red gloves and stretched out her cold hands to the grateful warmth of the bright flames. Anne Delahay came and stood beside her. Anne was one of Dor-indfavorite people. She had soft fair hair, wide gray eyes and a low clear voice, the whole enhancing a personality that at their first meeting had aroused an in stant response in the other girl. If, Dorinda thought, she were really what she pretended to be, she would have made a friend of Anne. For she sensed Anne felt the attraction, On electric font, lawn mowers Make This llandy Spice Chest he would. Taylor Accosts Dorinda, Recalls Her Real Name dark glass, shining and slippery under a black sky. She went inside the general the rain. store which was long and, on post office was deserted, this cloudy day, dim, smelling mail time there were always of coal-oand apples and ham at the table mixed with the pleasant aroma of the rusty pens, or scanning coffee which a boy was pouring inpesters on the walls. "Wanted-Ner.to the grinder. On the For this or that. Full s side, a girl clerk arand profile over a number. ranged bolts of cloth on a shelf and I kat eight. Weight one hun-safarther back the proprietor talked to Slx'yEyes and hair. They a salesman, who, his suitcases ole is "anted a man for pretend-h- e listened and on the counter, opened firs I ter someone else. At least in nodded agreement. apparent yean I I1" any poster she had ever Dorinda smiled at the girl who il to 1 t wasnt a crime. Or was it? turned at her approach. "Hello, eaeotirf Pretending wasnt meant to At 2. Amy, I'm trying to match some only to help? To help Uncle treat to yarn for Grandmother. She opened and Grandmother and her handbag. The strand of crimson r studi Somehow she didnt care wool Se Ml clung to her fingers as she Mipitig Fay any more. To d loll held it out. ' El it J?ct that she I wself, for d was refused his plea for another meeting and had, from then until now. forgotten his existence. But she remembered that he was a salesman of some sort. And salesmen did come to small places She looked away from his eager face, hoping against hope that he wouldnt speak to her. Yet steeling herself against the moment when Bedford GRANTLAND RICE- - the Vanderbilt team that battled Michigan and Germany Schulte. Here was his contribution. "Ala bama was ln a battle for the Southern championship. Alabama's crack forward passer faded back to pass. Auburn's safety man raised back to defend against it Before the Auburn player turned, far down the field, Alabamas player changed his mind and punt ed. The Auburn player, thinking it was a pass coming his way, promptly batted the ball down Alabama covered and scored on the next play. Golf is so packed with odd, weird happenings that picking the oddest is beyond range. I recall a match I played in many years ago in Belleair, Florida. This was at the first tee in a tourna ment qualifying round. My partner or opponent had been playing ex tremely well. But on this first hole, he topped his tee shot and the ball struck the steel rail of a track just beyond the first tee. The ball bounded 50 yards back of the tee, half stymied by a palm tree. Attempting to hook around this tree the golfer struck it squarely and it bounded at least another 50 yards further back. He was again partly stymied by a palm tree. His aim remained true as the ball struck the palm and bounded some 80 yards farther away. So he was now playing four over 150 yards back of the first tee. NUMBER of odd turns have happened in baseball this season. More than any I recall at the moment. But it seems to me the luck or misfortune of the Giants for well over a month has been a record breaker. Early in June there were 12 games back of the top spot. They were heading downhill In a hurrry. Then in a sudden for the reversal next 34 days, a long stretch in the middle of a pennant race, everything changed. As a starter the entire pitching staff came to life. From mediocrity, and worse, it became brilliant. Leo Durocher had insisted as far back as last winter that he had a strong staff. But few of them were pitching good bail. The change was startling. Every pitcher on the squad suddenly looked like a 25- - or Also the team that winner. hadnt been hitting began to hit. Every section of the team began to blend in almost perfect action. During the next 29 games the Giants won 22 and dropped only seven. This is better than a .750 clip. They might just as well have won 28 and dropped one. It was the fastest clip either league had shown for that length of time. You might ask where any hard luck could be shown in a case of this sort. The answer is that in those 34 days the Giants picked up only one game on the leaders. They began their drive 12 games back of the front. But in all this wild sprinting they had picked up This left only a solitary game. them 11 games out. To play better than .750 ball for over a month and practically stand still at the same time is one for two or three books. K NY Managers Year As a rule the middle of August or thereabouts is the time you begin to hear whisperings concerning the sad fate of many baseball managers. But 1950 seems to be a different year. I cant recall a season where so many pilots have turned out as many fine performances. For example, there is a leader known as Eddie Sawyer of the Phillies. With a fast, improving young club. Sawyer was expected to run third and possibly move into Anything Can Happen second place. As the case stands, It has always struck me that the even with Curt Simmons, his star two games which belong on top in missing through the cirthe "Anything can Happen stretch, Sawyer, the Phi Betta cuit are football and golf. Certainly Kappa, has a first-clas- s chance of anything can happen in any game. winning the pennant. He has been In boxing and baseball, in swimleading the more experienced and favored Dodgers through ming and rowing, in track and highly most of the race. This years lead field and in tennis. Also in basketball and bowling. ership of the Phils is a dream. But in football a ball bounces Then theres a fellow by the name In golf you have over 400 of Leo Durocher. The Giant man funny. acres of ground to cover. darin waded into trouble up to his A day or two ago we were ears in the earlier days of the race He brought his team partly out of talking with a few football fanatics who know their stuff. the rut only to skid and fall back Pete Dolan. Frank Graham, in again. 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