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Show THE RITLLET1N Velveteen Frames For Your Pictures By RUTH WYETII SPEARS YOU remember Miss Fixit who, a week or so ago in one of these articles, made over an old rocker? Today's sketch shows how she used that chair at her desk. The full description of the transformation of the chair is in Sewing Book 5, which is offered here for the first time. This new book contains 32 pages of helpful ideas for homemakers and if r0 HEAVY CARDBOARD OK AN OLD PICTURE FRAeC-- i mJH - .. - CUT VELVETEEN IT; THEN TURN ED6ES BACK AND SEW -, CLASS," mm EDSfiGf nn i ii J F0ll3t lr"PrJPZM 1.1 -- SEW MUSLIN TO BACK STICK MCTOft? tTO BACK OF GLASS WITH GUMMED TAP! available to readers of this paper for 10 cents in coin to cover cost and mailing. Miss Fixit painted an old desk blue to match her chair. She had some enlarged snapshots that she wanted to hang over the desk but she also wanted to repeat the blue color and some of the red in the chintz used for the chair. So, she decided to make blue velveteen frames for the pictures and then hang them with red ribbon. The diagrams show you exactly how the frames were made for I have a feeling that you are going to want to hang some of your photographs in this colorful way. Betsy, who streamlined an old iron bed, which she found in the attic, will be with us again next week with more "attic magic." Meanwhile better send your erder for your copy of Sewing Book 5 to: MRS. RUTH WTETH SPEARS Drawer IS Bedford Billi New York Enckwe 10 ccnta tor Book f. Name Addreu r im&rtf&iftm&t CHAPTER D. APPLETON -- CENTURY CO, XV-Cont- lnued Softly, gun leveled, Gandy said, "Hold your hands up! Keep quiet!" As if Jerked by springs two arms shot up and stayed rigid In the air. "Come here," he ordered. Paul Champion came to him out of the dark. "Kid! You?" In a hot flare as tension left him, Walt Gandy snapped, "Are you crazy?" Then he saw that the boy was shaking. "Walt!" Paul began, "I . . His mouth continued to work but no words came. He still gripped the in his right hand, and big forty-fiv- e the sharp odor of burned powder drifted from it Gandy took him by the arm and moved back along the fence, picked up Fisher, saying nothing until they were again in the tall corn rows. There in a low voice, he asked, "Now, boy, what happened? Why did you come up here and what did you shoot at?" Young Champion seemed to have got hold of himself. "A man," he said. "He was right there, right beside that, that, you know, Ranger Powell. I saw him, and he saw me and raised a rifle. I had to shoot first Then he Just faded. Walt, I didn't hit him, but he just wasn't there any more!" The boy finished in high pitch. "Easy. Paul," Walt said. "Take another breath, kid, and start again. What were you doing up here anyway?" He bent forward to see the young face but could make out only the vague hollows of eyes, and next minute they were turned from him. Young Champion didn't answer. Gandy gripped his arm "Look here, Paul, you'd better talk! If you followed anyone, or know who it was you shot at, you tell us." "I didn't see anyone, honest, until I got here," the boy answered, head down. "Well, what were you looking KG WIRE which the C C was located; he could watch the sheds and corrals, the mountainside north and south and the bench for miles to the west The swing undoubtedly was a look-ou- t Old Bent Lavic knew what was happening on this ranch! Knew what had happened! Tonight Helen had known that Ranger Powell was dead. Wasn't it Lavic who had passed that Information to her? Less than half an hour ago there had been a gunshot and this minute she must know who had been shot at But as Gandy stood there in the dark, puzzled, blocked, this discovery of Lavic and Helen raised a sinister question. Did the twisted devil have his hands on that girl In some way, holding something over her? Or was he in fact as Hollister had If Bent Lavic said, her watch-dodid have knowledge of what had happened on the C C lately, no telling how he'd use it Here was one question that could not go unanswered! Hollister came back shortly after eleven o'clock. Lying dressed on his blankets, Gandy heard him enter the kitchen, got up and went out Pouring coffee from a pot on the stove, Hollister turned a set mask of a face. He nodded. "It's all g. right" "You put him out of reach?" "Safe," Hollister answered. "Cash is with a friend of mine. Battle showed up yet?" "Not yet" Without asking, Gandy knew that Hollister would not want to tell where he had taken Cash Cameron. It was more than the secrecy brought by these troubled days. A certain tone of voice In which every man says "a friend of mine" was a dead was a woman. give-awa-y. found the box empty. Folded in that letter was the small square of Helen Cameron's handkerchief, and a bullet the inquest evidence. The ranch home was not reached until after dark, and Walt on duty as cook, asked Paul Champion to unsaddle and turn out his palomino. Then up at the house he got together a meaL Cash Cameron's vacant place at the head of the long pine boards acted upon all In a way that held even the youngest cowboy to silence. Gandy pulled out Helen's chair for her. Across the table Hollister and Horsethief Fisher hitched their bench in close. He remained standing, uncertain. "Where's Lavic?" It was Helen who answered, "Why, Bent was at the corrals. I thought he followed us." She turned her head and looked up at him. At other times the question would have aroused nothing. The old fellow had queer ways; whether he came to the table with the crew or scuffed in later was of no concern. But tonight the air was charged to hair-triggtension. Any uncertainty carried threat Hollister swung one leg over the bench and started to rise. "Bill!" Helen began. Next one hand flew to her throat and the whole room was jarred by the shock of the kitchen door being banged Inward. Bent Lavic came scuffling rapidly arch. His across to the dining-rooface was more twisted than ever in a soundless working of his mouth. His good right arm made short jabbing gestures Lavic was trying to convey something. The motion of his arm was first toward Helen Cameron; then with a er m Hollister's friend Then Sheriff Battle shouted his CHAPTER XVI the WITHOUT inCash Cameron, next day Emigrant was not pushed far. In fact Ed Battle had surprisingly few questions to ask. He held a short meeting between the C C people and Coroner Daggett In his own office and conducted it with a dispatch unusual In him. For once the sheriff of Emigrant County appeared to know exactly what he was doing. Confidence made him almost genial, as if there was no need to hound the unlucky outfit any more. As Walt Gandy, alone for the mointo places where he oughtn't, some- ment after the hearing, untied his times." palomino, Horsethief Fisher came "You mean curious to have a look along and halted at the at Powell?" hitch rack end. Beside Horsethief The old bronc rider nodded. He towered a man six feet and some stood silent for a moment staring, Inches, but and then in a low voice with a sudden slouched, with a long melancholy angry growl in it he said: "I'm face and deceivingly mild blue eyes. tired of this! I've had enough of Texas was written on him as plain waitin' around to see who's goin to as a brand, and taking one look, be next! I don't aim to put up with Gandy was not misled by the slouch, it much more neither." nor the melancholy face, nor the "Sure," Gandy agreed. "But what mildness of this party's gaze. The are you going to do about it" or fifty. man was perhaps forty-fiv- e "I know what I'd do all right!" "Walt" said Horsethief. grinning, "Well, what?" "this here is Shirtless Bailey. Home"Go get me seven, eight men I ly cuss, ain't he? I've seen babies know of. Boy, give me Shirtless bust right out bawlin', looking at Bailey and Hack Bowers and them him. But that don't need to bother fellows, and I'd make one outfit us none." hereabouts go on home and spend a The man waited solemnly until quiet winter!" Fisher had finished. In a slow rough "You mean the 77?" voice then he said, "How are you, "I sure do! Me and Paul found Gandy?" He took out a pocket knife, some 77 cows shoved into the sink opened it cut a sliver of wood from the hitch post and began to chew today." The Better Way to One way to treat constipation If to endure It Ant and "rare" It afterward. The other way is to avoid having it by getting st Its cause. Bo why not save yourself those dull headachy days, Plus the Inevitable trips to the medicine chest, it you can do It by a "ounce of simple common-sen- se prevention"? 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They bring yon today's NEWS about the food you eat and the clothes you wear, the stores you visit and the home you live in. Factories everywhere are turning out new and interesting products. And the place to find out about these new things is right here in this newspaper. Its columns are filled with important which you should read. "Know what this la?" m un- we've got this one. They all came from the same rifle. You might as well tell Cash Cameron to come on in. The game's up." Abruptly he faced Hollister. "Will you take that word to him, or will I?" Only a twitch of jaw muscles be trayed that Bill Hollister winced under the unexpected question. He said nothing, and looked off away from anyone there in the room. "Speak up!" Battle thundered. "Think I don't know where Cam eron is? Want me to say? He's over in Mexican Hole!" To Walt Gandy, watching the law's reddening face, it seemed that Ed Battle had taken this last shot in the dark. But it had sudden effect upon Bill Hollister. His glance moved quickly, not to the sheriff, but to Helen Cameron. Under heavy brows his eyes sought her in one short look, and then he was up on his feet Perhaps only Gandy knew the con trol that was behind the even flow of Hollister's words: "Battle, I told you the other day what you were. I repeat it You're a skunkl" Battle's mouth opened. Hollister went on. "Why don't you arrest me, Ed? You've got the bullets, and I suppose you've got my rifle. One of your deputies took it from the house while we were gone to the first inquest didn't he? Do your duty then. I killed Drake and Ranger PowelL" He held out his arms, wrists close together as if for the handcuffs. "Put them on; I'll go." It took Ed Battle a full minute to collect himself. "You fool!" he thundered. "You . . ." In a sudden forward step Hollister was up close to him, snd his voice no longer flowed in even control. It lashed out like a whip: "Then get out of this house! You travel! Don't you ever stick your foot on the C C again until you know what you're here for and come with a warrant!" He advanced, hammerhead lists clenched at his sides. Battle retreated, backing to the kitchen. He reached the door. "All right Hollister," he said, 'Til be back in less than twenty-fou- r hours. With a warrant" The door closed on his ponderous form. From the moment that Battle had pulled out the envelope and told loud-voicwhat its contents meant Walt Gandy had been vaguely conscious of a change in Bent Lavic. Now he looked across the narrow room to where the deformed man was crouched against the side wall, and the thing he had been only half aware of, showed itself. Understanding was in the sunken gray eyes, and they were fixed upon him. Then they dropped to Helen Cameron, resting upon her in the same pointed gaze. After that the old fellow hunched into his place beside Horsethief Fisher and began to eat Gandy went out for hot coffee,brought the pot back and filled all cups. The meal lasted through a wordless fifteen minutes. A little later, working in the he was again aware of the gray eyes following him. Hol lister, Horsethief Fisher and Paul Champion had filed outside. Helen had contrived to busy herself In the dining-rooLavic stood beside the stove, and all at once he seemed like a dumb animal trying to talk. Plainly he had something to con vey, and as plainly was waiting for the girl to leave. Twice she came to the dining-rooarch, looked at Bent turned back and continued to be busy. After the second time the old man took his hat from a nail and scuffed out the door. Stacking white china plates on a shelf, Gandy gave a scowling glance over his shoulder, for he believed that Helen had deliberately kept Bent Lavic silent Almost as soon as the old fellow had gone, she passed through the kitchen and into her wing of the house. Francis E. Townsend, the pension planner, was once a country doctor in the Black Hills of South Dakota. Co-e- Would Wed in Five Years ds Results of a survey made among Northwestern university seniors showed today that 80 per cent of the women expected to be married within five years after leaving figured they school, and wouldn't marry unless their hubbies made more than 50 a week. of the women thought it's all right for wives to work, while only half the men reckoned they approved of this. To show that times were good, 60 per cent of the men reported they had jobs lined up and 40 per cent of the women said the same. two-fift- hs Two-thir- way, being in with the bullet stolen is mighty bad. I'm certainty that he himself had been from my inquest in for the past hour. The letter sorry. girL" He continued to the room In genwhich he had mailed to his post office box the day of the Chino Drake eral "We've got two slugs from inqui'tt was not there. He had Ranger Powell's body, and now m CHAPTER XVII YING back, smoking in slow in- - halations, Walt Gandy felt that he had been a long tune on this ranch a long time waiting for what the next hours must bring. He had been called up here to take part in the CC trouble. So far that part had been a blind one, as uncertain ss what lay under the trouble Yet any hour, surely before another day ended, the sheer push of events was bound to rip the whole thing wide open. Next instant he dropped his cigarette and crushed it for at his movement something darker than thi night had flicked out of the building's inner patio. Someone had been trying the door to Cash Cameron's office! Cameron had come back? In the dark, separate animali were hard to distinguish. Gandy made a complete circle around tha split log enclosure before a thing was clear and suddenly significant Cameron had not come back. At least his mount was not at the feed rack nor had it been turned into this bunch. Instead, Bent Lavic'i gray nag was missing. Moving rapidly back to the shed for his saddle, he pictured Lavic riding tonight out somewhere to gel in touch with the 77. Battle's thundered words had given him news tc carry. Guesswork, perhaps, Gandj realized; yet he determined to trai the gray nag. tTO BE COXTIWEDt T ds HOTELS When la RENO. NEVADA. stea si the HOTEL GOLDEN Emm's surest aad mat seaalar BatcL APARTMENT HOTEL treat Temple. mt swats. am RICHMOND. 7( E. KODAK Rcaasnabls Bates! day faralsbed. Csaaptetely No. Teapl. Salt Lake. FINISHING PRINTS 16 251 Eoll Developed sad IS prints tie. If Rs-pritie. HEX PHOTO it Oadon Utah. OFFICE EQUIPMENT stein. AND USED desks aad NEW Sls sauna skits, salts, ss ciiaa. EX. Si W. BrssS' way. Bali Lafcs typowmcrs, B. L. DESK WASHING MACHINES MATT AO - APEX - DEXTEB 111 SIS IIS REPAIRING. ALL HAKES HOMES HANSEN MAYTAG SHOP 4I 8s. Btsta. 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Over his shoulder the law of Emigrant County threw a word to someone outside, faced around again, kicked the door shut behind him and came on in. Bent Lavic had stumbled along the wall to the far end of the dining-rooWalt Gandy was still standing at Helen Cameron's side. His on the end. left hand almost touched the girl's Gandy continued to untie his palo- shoulder. Across from him Hollismino, saying. "Howdy, Bailey?" ter and Horsethief Fisher sat bolt Shirtless Bailey chewed up the upright as rigid as two figures cast splinter of hitch post and put away in metaL his pocket knife. Horsethief Fisher In the dining-rooarch Ed Batstood absorbed in looking at the tle brought his ponderous form to s mountains behind Emigrant Gandy halt and pushed up his hat leaving finished getting his horse ready, it on the back of his head. His rolled a cigarette. Still no one said mouth was set in a twisted grin. anything. For a full minute he waited, letting The rest of the C C people came his presence make its dramatic efjogging along the street Putting fect Then slowly he drew a long boot-to- e to his stirrup, Walt Gandy padded envelope from the inner said only, "See you again, Bailey?" pocket of his black horsehide coat The Texan nodded. It was all unHis grin slid away. He glowered, derstood. Horsethief Fisher had got and his voice rumbled up in its deep in touch with his pards. vibrations. "Know what this is?" Helen Cameron pulled over as "I'm only the damn fool sheriff Gandy joined the mounted group of this county," Battle mocked. "I and rode beside him, and there was know. But we'll let that pass. What a question in her brown eyes. Yet have you got to say about this enhe wanted time; for that question velope, Gandy?" was one he could not answer. He "I'll say." Walt answered dryly, pushed up close to Hollister, Paul "that you didn't think of looking in Champion and Fisher to avoid rid- the post office all by yourself, Bating alone with the girl. Thus for a little while they all jingled across tle." "No?" the bench top together. "No," said Gandy, for he knew onto the sand flat Walt now Hitting how this discovery had come pushed up beside the girl, trying to about "Pete Kelso of the 77 told forestall what he knew she was been there." I about to ask. "We'd better not hang you had Battle's heavy head jerked. He back. Helen. Let's talk later." some wise, all 'You're roared: to out She turned him, leaning with one hand braced on her thigh, right aren't you? Well, you've got your neck in a sling this time! No," "Did you get It?" Again he said. "Not now, Helen, he added at once, "I'm not arresting you. You'll keep. But don't try Later." to leave!" "But did you?" "Last thing 1 expect to do, SherGandy hesitated. iff." "Walt! I want that bullet!" He shook his head. "We can't Eyes shifting downward. Battle talk here. They're waiting for us." went on. "That goes for you. too, Hollister and the other two had Miss Helen, Don't leave the place. stopped on the far side of the wash. I'm sure sorry you got In with a A sudden fear was In the girl's fellow like this, but your handkedark eyes as she rode on. Gandy rchiefhaving your Initials on it anyavoided them, covering a cold ssse ed bow-leggi- They had been moving slowly along the corn rows. Now at the enge of clear ground, Gandy stopped. "You go on in," he said. "I'll cut a circle back up to the house. I want to locate Lavic." Whenever Bent Lavic could not be found at his chores, or anywhere among the sheds and corrals on the lower ranch lot look for him In the swing. That peculiarity Walt had already noted. He was trying to locate the swing tree now. Wind that had made a pressure against his face, eased off; somewhere not far ahead, the building was sheltering him. He moved on, and in another stop jerked back to a standstill. White horizontal lines were before his eyes the plaster chinking between logs of the house. With this discovery Gandy stood waiting until he could place the windows by their dark square patches cutting the white lines. He was almost beside Helen Cameron's end room. And then he made out someone standing close to the chinked wall within a dozen paces ahead of him, while in that side window appeared a vague gray figure. Immed diately there came hoarse, tones of Bent Lavic talking. The low rasp of his words did not carry enough to be distinguished. They stopped in a moment Gandy strained to hear an answer, then realized that the man was deaf and there would be no audible reply to what he had said. Next in his jerking motion, Bent Lavic was retreating along the house logs. The figure in the window had vanished. Walt Gandy remained fixed In the utler blackness of the night, stopped completely by what he had just witnessed and the number of things that it seemed to reveal. It came to him that the deformed old man was not so simple after all in this swing business. The swing was near Helen. Also, Gundy realized, from this slope behind the house Lnvic would have a wide view of the busin in uu W$mm WNU SCRVK.E arrival. for?" The head lifted. "I don't want to tell you, Walt! Let me go!" Horsethief Fisher spoke angrily from Candy's side. "You young I" Jackass, by thunder "Never mind, Horsethief." said Gandy. "Kid, you travel on back. Quick! Get to the bunk house and don't you move from there again tonight!" He watched the vanishing form, then to Fisher: "What do you make of that?" "Beyond me. I don't figure he trailed anyone. Hadn't no business up here, except maybe he was curious. Paul pokes that nose of his By fflgi ... 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