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Show THE PROGRESSIVE OPINION What Paint Is Cheapest? Good quality paint has a greater covering capacity and longer life than cheap paints containing large amounts of inert pigment. Annual rather than first cost should govern the selection of paint. Now a Treasure Chest Both the nail, which so often is lying around loose, a hazard to au-tomobile tires, and the tire itself, have become items for careful con-servation. The nail box in the farm shop and the nail can on the kitchen shelf are becoming treasure chests. Pattern 7308 contains directions and for hat purse: illustrations of them and stitches; materials needed. To obtain this pattern send your order to: Sewlne Circle Ncedlecraft Dept. 11J Minna St. San Francisco, Calif. Enclose 15 cents (plus one cent to cover cost of mailing) for Pattern No Name Address The new steel helmet just adopt- ed by the Army is no longer called a "tin hat." It's a "head bucket" and when you see one you'll know why. Our soldiers have changed much of their slang since the last war, but not their preference for Camel Cigarettes. Now as then Camels are the favorite. They're the favorite cigarette with men in the Navy, Marines and Coast Guard as well, according to actual sales records from service men's stores. If you want to be sure of your gift to friends or relatives in the service being well received, stop in at your local dealer's and send a carton of Camels. Adv. MWhite Fawn Flour Leads Them All Ask your Friendly Grocer OFFICE EQUIPMENT NEW AND USED desks and chain, 8 lei, typewriters, adding mch'i. safes, S. L. DESK EX., 35 W. Broadway. S. L. C PERSONALS DEAFNESS, noises relieved. Address DR. TAYLOR. Ear Specialist. Csmeron. Texas. USED CARS TRAILERS USED CARS TRAILER COACHES Liberal Credit Terms JESSE M. CHASE Buy Sell Trade 361 So. Main Street Salt Lake City Wholesale Retail BOISE, POCATELLO. BLACKKOOT BLUEPRINTS & DESIGNS Blueprints & Designs of Mechanical Move-ments for Water Turbine & Pump. Send for information. ANTON OBERG. 625 South Garfield. Pocatello, Idaho. Pattern No. 7308 THE hat's a darling in two col-ors and there's a big roomy purse, too all crocheted in plia-ble straw yarn! Turn these out in a twinkling! PERSONALS OR LEVI DELK, foot specialist, corns, cal uses, ingrown club nails, bunions, flat feet, weak arches corrected. Complete treatment, both feet 11.50 804 Felt Bide.. Salt Lake W.N.U. Week No. 4228 SALT LAKE CAlLOEISISfl callouses, burn-- J ing or tenderness on bottom of feet and remove callouses get these yrT thin, soothing, cushioning pads, Jf HELP AVENGE PEARL HARBOR AND WIN THE WAR! THE AMERICAN SUPPLY OF VEGETABLE OILS FROM THE PHILIPPINES AND DUTCH EAST INDIES HAS BEEN COMPLETELY CUT OFF. THIS MEANS THAT THIS COUNTRY FACES A SEVERE SHORTAGE OF FATS AND OILS A SHORTAGE WHICH ALSO AFFECTS OUR ALLIES. SAVE ALL FATS AND GREASES! There is approximately 12 of glycerine extracted from all animal and vege-table greases. This glycerine is vital in the manufacture of munitions. The War Production Board has therefore asked us to help in a program for increas-ing the production of fats and oils to help offset this shortage. SAVE ALL COOKING FATS AND GREASES USUALLY WASTED! YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS THEM Housewives, lunch room operators, restaurants, and hotels, can all do their part by saving all their scrap fats and cooking greases. Take same to your market. Most of the meat markets in Utah and Idaho are supplied with suitable containers for handling this grease. They will weigh it, pay you on a basis of 4 cents per pound clean basis. Use the money to buy Defense Savings Stamps and help tick the Axis. Colorado Animal Company OGDEN - SALT LAKE CITY - LOGAN SPANISH FORK - HEBER CITY - GARLAND And its affiliated companies. IDAHO HIDE & TALLOW CO., Twin Falls, Idaho IDAHO FALLS ANIMAL PRODUCTS CO., Idaho Falls IDAHO ANIMAL PRODUCTS CO., Nampa, Idaho i jgjj-- l Sailfish on the j center line! ) " ) J ' HE'S A 'SELF-STARTE-R" CAPTAIN HAROLD ANDREWS. ' ' sea SkipperoftheRiptide.deep-mmmMmm-fishing yacht, stalks the Gulf Stream off the coast of 7&(rff3 Florida for coveted "sails" n t and blue marlin. He's kept fIII 1 I J hopping all the time. He FLAKES there's nothing to help start you off riEht like Ke"ee's Corn Flakes with fruit and Mdlff milk! dish!" --- " Copc.lM2byKdlociConIJ-Enjoy Better Results when vMjfhX you use Clabber Girl for quick J j(f3f ti 'J breads, biscuits and other nour- - " 5Srj?a ishing foods Enjoy Better MrW Value when you buy Clabber llPt? 'MriAlsm knows --7 '""S i Mr - I . cfr jJ ! X With men in the Army, Navy, MrtBv - Marines, and Coast Guard, the favorite cigarette is Camel. rMWlA ll (Based on actual sales records jPfcj fij n Post Exchanges, Sales Com- - Nas!. W-l- l missaries. Ship's Service Stores, 'Cs88 11 Ship's Stores, and Canteens.) "fe''5 MSPONSIBIUTY FOR SUCCESS j The man who advertises has assumed the responsibility for suc-cess. You would rather deal with a 1 responsible man, wouldn't you? l sfcd srMirwwin simms is. swri in.ni r sn rr "Home Was Never Like This." In our travels throughout the country we have many times seen the advertising slogan of a hotel to be "A Home Away From Home." Here at the Newhouse, we pride ourselves on making you feel at home but also we surpass the services obtainable in the average home. By way of comparison, there are very few homes in which instant service is as near as your tele-phone. In no home can you purchase railroad and airline tickets, have a public stenographer at your service, eat your dinner without having to wash the dishes, have your clothes pressed and returned in thirty minutes, have your house-work done by stepping out for a few minutes, have mail service four times daily, have a dinner for 20 to 100 persons prepared on an hour's notice, and finally have at your call experts in every phase of housekeeping to aid you. Yet, all these services and many more are available at the Newhouse. And so we do not feel that "a home away from home" is a true criterion of the condition at the Newhouse, rather here we want you to feel at home, but home was never like this. mmmM casan" p23g By EUGENE CUNNINGHAM MSSt EUGENE CUNNINGHAM W. N.U. R.ELEAS E J J Then he felt a terrific blow upon his left breast. THE STORY SO FAR: Forced to run from the law to save his life, Con Cam-eron Is anxious to prove his honesty. Arrested as a murder and robbery sus. pect because of his association with the notorious Raniers, he was In danger of being hanged as "Comanche Linn," In spite of the fact that he had recently saved the life of the marshal, Nevil Lowe. He escaped from Jail with Jeff Allmon and Joined Dud Paramore's gang, but broke with Paramore when Dud attempted to kidnap Lowe's sister, Janet. He saved Janet and later foiled Dud's attempt to rob the bank at Tivan. When he found Jeff shot by Dud, be left a note telling the story. Still a fugitive,., but nearer the law. Con Is going with his pal, Caramba Vear, to work for Topeka Tenison, owner of the Broken Wheel, the most powerful ranch In that part of the country. At Caramba's suggestion Con Is calling himself "Twenty John-son." They are, meanwhile, acting as detectives for a rancher named Wiley, who Is a member of an association or. ganlzed to break np a band of cattle rustlers. Tenison Is a member of the association. So Is Nevil Lowe. While they are talking to Tenison they meet Janet Lowe, who recognizes Con but says nothing. She calls Tenison "Uncle Peek." On the way to Tenison's ranch they are stopped by Monk Irby, who is out to get Con for killing a man named Oxweld, though Con only shot Oxweld in self defense. It's Con or Irby this time, and Con knocks him out but doesn't kill him. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER XIII-Con went quickly to the still fig-ure, stopped and unbuckled Irby's belt, then stopped to jerk oft his boots. Caramba came grinning to help. Between them, with Con be-ginning to laugh, they got him into his saddle, pantsless, "facing south," as Caramba put it chokingly, and barefooted. "Package of trash for Gloomy the printed legend ran, with the Broken Wheel brand for signa-ture. He went abruptly over to explore Irby's alforjas. One of the leather saddle pockets held a pint of whisky, a can of matches, some bacon and a blackened length of telegraph wire with short stick for handle the rus-tler's flexible "iron" for altering brands. In the other alforja was an old shirt, some coffee, cartridges, and a piece of dirty, greasy cloth at which Con stared frowningly before he held it up for Caramba to see. "Mira! Looky! Now, where'd the rat get this motto he's been using for a gun-rag- ? God Bless Our Home . . From the looks of the corners, he jerked it off some wall. Bad luck, Monk! Like tearing up a Bible for cigarette papers." They started the horse along the trail to the boulders. It went steadi-ly, as if knowing the way. Then they had a drink apiece, and an-other, and smoked quietly. The sun was dropping behind the western ridge and all the land was clear in a light that had a tinge of blackness in it. It was very still. "Wonder when Topeka and the girl will come out," Caramba drawled as they swung into their saddles. "Not likely they'll catch up with us, them in a buckboard, even if we have killed plenty time awful dead." They went at the walk along the dim ranch road. Caramba hummed and sang snatches of a dozen songs.-- ; Con looked to right and left, con tent1 to go slowly and watch the range. Abruptly, both turned to lis-ten. "For dios! Seems your guess was poor," Con said, as behind them hoofbeats pounded. "The old man Say! If he's really coming, he's roll-ing up the dust!" The hoofbeats now blended with the dry whirring of wheels and thun- - dered closer. And as they made out the mass of horses and buckboard, Topeka Tenison's voice lifted, call-ing them. "What's the hurry?" Con an-swered, jumping Pancho into a lope and leaning to the buckboard as it came up to him. "Megeath!" Tenison told him harshly. "He's up to something. now. There were yells, too. Ca-ramba, he could tell from the flashes, was on the ground. "Ride over him!" someone yelled savagely. "Come on!" Con did not mount. He could see the bulk of Megeath's men and, this time, he had no slightest compunc-tion about shooting at riders in-stead of horses. He shot his carbine empty with a raking fire along the line of the Sashes that answered Ca-ramba. Then he reloaded quickly and turned to the quiet sorrel. In the saddle he yelled ferociously. He sent Pancho charging up the trail before Caramba could get on his horse. The thundering drum of hoofbeats paced him on the left. He spurred Pancho, and the stocky horse lengthened his stride and ran like a racer. He passed the leading horses of Megeath's party and rode for two or three minutes with face on his shoulder, estimating distance. Then he pulled in. What the Megeath side thought he could only guess at- He could see that under fire from front and rear they broke and ran. Caramba had cut away from the trail as soon as he found himself with an empty Winchester. He joined Con, now drawing rein with a long, sighing whistle. "And that's that, huh?" he said. "1 have got some new airholes in my Stetson and if ary one of that crowd could shoot, I would have more than a crease on the left hip and a stripe on my spareribs. You get hurt?" "Never touched me! But I wouldn't be surprised if my shirt was fixed up for a hot summer, too. But ne' mind! I'm going to see if I can catch up with Topeka. You hightail back and ride herd on Jan-et, will you?" Over the rim of the arroyo 'he could see flashes. They were an-swered by flashes from three or four points above. Con yelled like ten and charged the besiegers, waving his carbine Indian fashion. But it was the attacking party which had the advantage, now. They were on the ground. Con in movement His hat was thumped from his head. A slug blanced off his saddle-for- k and cut overalls and skin on his right thigh. Then he felt a terrific blow upon his left breast, with stinging pain, and gasped for breath. The ground seemed to rise and take him from the saddle. He sprawled, gag-ging. A tiny voice was calling, but it was too far away to be under-stood. When he tried to answer, his tongue was dead. bunk his stiffened side twinged pan fully. He sat up and faced Caram-ba, who was examining his own burns and yawning. They went out to a long trough behind the bunk-hous- e and Con washed his side and rebandaged the long, shallow gash. "Now, if somebody'll bring on about half a cow," he said, "I'll be ready to take care of it." They found the long bunkhouse table set Gale Goree sat at the head of it and he grinned at them. "Well, how's the young gladia-tors? Plain hell, us missing out on a squabble that was right on our ." They finished breakfast and as they ajf Goree set the cowboys to jobs for the day. Con listened and watched appreciatively. Goree mar-shaled his men like a general, with quick, sure orders that showed how he held every detail of the Broken Wheel work in mind. Con found that his ugly gash and the weal across his right thigh hard-ly slowed him in the dusty confu-sion of the round corral. On the wise Pancho, he forefooted his first' colt and dragged it to the wrestlers. Goree watched down his nose, lids sagging, apparently p where he leaned against the logs. But when Con had roped his fifth, surer and faster with the practice, the lanky Texan nodded slightly and went off to other affairs. As Con went after his sixth colt, he saw the heads of Topeka Teni-son and Janet above the corral top. He grinned faintly at sight of them. There were many things about the business of a working ranch which he had yet to learn, mostly dull, practical details connected with the business of .profitably growing steaks and roasts on the hoof. Goree knew these things; Tenison, of course, knew even more, or knew the busi-ness more completely. But the spec-tacular part of a cowboy's work, the riding and roping, Con could do more expertly than most range-bre- d cow-boys. For around the stockyards he had done more roping, ridden more dangerous horses, than the average working cowboy. So he looped the colt deftly and hummed to himself. He was anxious to show his ability because of the Broken Wheel's name for hard efficiency. If Perch were something unusual with a rope and he could match him, that would be a good start as1 a Wheeler. Too, it might make Goree and Tenison less critical of what he lacked in general knowledge of range business. So, he ignored twinges of pain from his We left town after you-a- Just sundown Janet looked back. Me-geath and a bunch is coming hell-bent Can't be too much behind." Mechanically, Con looked at Jan-et's face, a white blur in the dark. He wondered if she understood what Topeka was making so plain to him; that Gloomy Megeath was on her trail, not Tenison's. He put out a hand and it touched her arm. A thought came. He grinned and wondered how she would receive it Before he could speak, Caramba voice it from beside Ten-ison: "Leave the girl here! You go on with the buckboard, lickety-brindle- ! We'll put her off safe to one side. She'll be out of sight We'll wawa with Gloomy and his outfit a spell. Even if they stampede around us, they'll naturally figure that she's still with you. They'll boil right after you. When you hit the house, send us out some of your best flresnort-ers.- " "But" Janet began gaspingly. "But surely" "It's the best way!" Con assured her, face almost against hers. Janet stood and stepped into the stirrup that Con cleared for her, then swung up to sit behind him, arms about his waist Tenison lashed the team off, and Caramba, facing the rear, called that he could hear the Megeath men. Con rode to the side, toward the long arroyo which the road paral-leled. "You'll be all right," he told her. "You san sit down and take it easy in the arroyo. They'll never guess you're here." He jumped to scramble up again. The shooting was a steady rattle, The voice became louder. Some-one was calling his name; asking how he was and where he was. He could breathe more freely; hear Ca-ramba and Tenison talking, then Janet's anxious voice. Con made mumbling noises when they lifted him. His left side seemed aflame, now that numbness was go-ing. "Left side," he muttered. "Knocked me over." He got to his feet and staggered against Pancho. Then Janet's arm went around him as he held to the saddle horn. Caramba brought a clean shirt, torn into strips. They managed a wadded bandage, then Con got pain-fully into the saddle. Then Tenison called impatiently and Caramba rode over to Con. They trailed the buckboard. Tenison drove fast to the Broken Wheel house. There was a light in the long bunkhouse and a yell brought out the tall, grim Goree and two cowboys. "Gloomy Megeath and some trash chased us out of town," Tenison told him briefly. "These two men I hired 'em today stood off Gloomy and got skinned up some. Roust out four-fiv- e of the boys and ride down the arroyo toward the line. See if any of that gang's on the ground. But don't go past the rocks. Gale." Con and Caramba watched the party go fast and eagerly oft". Then Topeka Tenison showed them bunks and they crawled wearily into bed. Con fell asleep, in spite of the sting of his wounds, while Caramba was telling the cook about their fight. The pounding of a triangle waked Con and when he moved In the side and concentrated on making ev-ery catch perfect. As the morning wore on, the branding crew forgot to look criti-cally at his work. Their faces grew strained and tired. Con knew that he had never done better roping. At last, the sixty-fourt- h colt was wear-ing the odd Broken Wheel brand and Con by way of bravado spun out a "county loop" that enclosed him, crooked a leg around his saddle horn, and put on his most respect-ful expression for Goree. "If Perch or somebody will just show me a few of the fine points about roping," he said, "I'll try to earn my way." "I reckon you done all right," Goree admitted. "All right?" one of the branders grunted. "Hell! You never run the iron on colts that fast on the Wheel since it had an axle! Perch never seen the day he could spin the twine with this boy, Gale. He had us yell-ing 'calf rope!' a time or two." "He'll maybe make a hand, yet," Goree said, grinning. "This is just short-gras- s country, you know. You boys better eat. We never stopped you, account it's the first good morn-ing's work any of you done in a month of Sundays. Then I want you, Skeet, to take Twenty and Caramba over to Red Mesa. Johnny Dutch is by hisself. That'll be the last horses you bring In." He turned away, then turned back: "Keep your eyes peeled. That Helligo Canyon outfit might just accidental bulge over toward the Mesa. With four of you, you ought to do. But take aplenty shells!" (TO BE CONTINUED) Maintain Soil Potash Content Potash content in the soil may be retained by the return of all avail-able manure and straw to the land. In the growing of corn and grain crops, fully two-thir- of the potash content is in the corn stalk and straw. Make Popless Popcorn Pop Popcorn that will not pop well can be restored to satisfactory con-dition by placing it in a fruit jar with a small amount of water. Seal the jar and let it stand for a few days before using the corn. Takes Two Months It takes a baby about two months to learn how to control his eye muscles to see large objects. The world has 700,000 kinds of insects that have been named and described. And new ones turn up ever now and then. In North America there are 50,000 kinds and 6,500 of these are consistently de-structive year after year. Surface Errors Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow. |