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Show on au TIMES-INDEPENDENT, > Te t mean HAPTER s ixV-Continued lt ‘geila looked at Frank lB ale to speak, unable to €Mg Bove, chained in her chair, color flooding her face, & Rliiy > fixed steadily, smile or the apriher blue they "Frank, looked other in silence. at Color had bey me into Frank's face, too. After while he smiled, his kindest, his simplest smile. m sorry," he said. And after y pause he repeated it. ‘I'm ter- ply sorry." "oh, that's all right," Sheila as~od him politely, clearing her wat again. And Bither could seem for a long time to find anything " Brther to say. "qt must sound-kind of flat-for sto say that I like you-awfully, re than any-any girl your age I knew," Frank presently venred. with an awkward laugh. "No, I'm glad," Sheila responded ry simply and honestly. Nf She looked up at him, looked down win. She was young, Joking in the * blue hat almost child- big curving chair, off with her face ea baby's cap, and her coppery im of hair almost in her blue eyes. s eng "My father says you're moving to e faistoria," Frank said. sary § "Next month." | byA "Will you be glad, Sheila?" They "Glad!" she echoed. ‘‘Angela and aly Wl have a room to ourselves!" enpf "Oh, and where'll Joe be?" | mk' "Joe and Ceely want to get mar"Ah, and now they can?" } "Your father told Ma that if she'd houses rented for whim she wouldn't have keep the eight to pay any nt; she'd get paid, herself."' "Does she like that idea, Sheila?"' ‘She said it was an answer yer, and Joe is working."' to There was a long pause. Sheila ew that she ought to go, now. But er limbs refused to obey the lanlid impulse of her mind. She ightto go-she ought to go- But that would end it. When she mt now, she never would see m again. The black thick hair, td the dark-blue the shaven y, and the little half-smile he so Wen gave her, and the ways in hich he was so old and so wise- d the ways in which he was so -, SE of ung and so simple-all her life, when this house. she gone out walked out "Iremember the night you first led here, you-you were all gotm up as a beggar," Frank reled. "I came into the hall and ked Mamie who had let the raggin. And she said that Ger- ud a7 the way, where is that | f Most of the money, luckily, I twith Mamma,"' Sheila explained. Sit the purse I lost. I had it up | the farmhouse in Connecticut, I member, because my make-up as in it, and I powdered my nose te-I remember that. But then- all the excitement of » and the queerness it, Pe? blue getting of it all, somewhere. And hat of the day I the "Well, I think I owe you a hat," Tank said, "Oh, no, you don't! This one," ela told him, ‘‘cost me ninetyeit cents. It was in a window. had every "pet cents hat lying with next the to two it." two copper cents?" ying next to it. Your change - a dollar," she explained. . ‘Ah-?" iJ Sheila stood up, smiling a goodY. Frank took her hand. There was time for no more. SudEr footsteps sounded in the hall, Mi with tremendous uproar, Peter : ain was in the room. Frank!" he shouted. mt Stopped short at the sight of "Hello, Sheila," he said. j "Hello! Sheila responded, simply. They stood looking at each other Moment, then Peter, with a re- ™ of excitement, 8 brother. Ate "Frank, turned d'you ts happened? Gee, mo 8 here for this!" t's the matter?" ve found the toward know I'm glad farmhouse! found the place those fellows "K Us, Sheila!'? Y've found the farmhouse!" : | &xclaimed. ‘Oh, Peter!" Member you drew a plan of for the police? Well, lis. ae Want to see you again, ‘"teck up on that plan, and . ound your purse, and every| Listen, Frank, two school "ts or artists or something Ston have that place, and 7 Went up there for school vaca, See?-and they found signs of Fig Sand "hy everything-"' 2° Said so???" Frank interrupt- , Ost as much ther, © Police. excited This everyone country else cop was out, at it right over to see him. ia there .." Was With your Gert's blue initials mAtess on it, Sheila." the placeywas to Some oe said. they'd like to ask Sheila questions. Could there now?" Over have she and I go purse and almost pure gain. sit near the main Sheila was entrance a tell arriv- and sort of little pulpit, in ing customers where everything in the store was to be found. stand it on printed and hand, her near A small, would triangle brass heavy would be ‘Miss Carscadden had been chosen because of her excep- "Hang it," Frank said, "‘you It ought tional courtesy and efficiency. to have someone, Fop or me, with will give her real pleasure to help you!" *‘We don't need you.'' : anyone!"' "How much-" There was rising excitement in Frank's voice. ""How much'd I have to walk, Pete, if I went with you?" "Oh, Frank, you oughtn't!'' Sheila protested. "Shucks, it can't hurt me!" "You wouldn't have to walk a step, Frank. We can get a taxi." "T'd like to go. they were after." I'd know what "It wouldn't hurt you a bit." "I don't believe it would,"" Frank said slowly. "Aw, come on, Frank! Come on. All they want is to ask Sheila a few questions."' "It wouldn't take us fifteen minutes-"' the invalid mused, tempte d. **You were out yesterday," Peter urged. ‘You right."' "I know. managed What harm that can all it do?" Frank exclaimed, throwing hesitation to the winds. "Get me my coat, He Pete." hobbled to the head of the stairs, managed them easily; Sheila fearfully fluttering ahead, with his stick and his hat, and Peter accompanying him anxiously and warning- ly. They reached moving slowly front door. "I'm said. the but all right. lower steadily hall, to the I feel fine!'"? Frank The taxi was waiting; they could see it as they reached the top of the brownstone steps. Sheila took the stick again; Peter again caught a firm hold of his brother's arm.. They had gained the sidewalk when a limousine drew up ahead of the taxi, and three women and a stout, gray-headed man got out. The man was Judge Paul Mc Cann; one of the ladies was his wife. The Keane other two were Gertrude and Bernadette Kennedy. Peter, rooted Frank and Sheila to the pavement, stood the recent arrivals stood stricken, too, gazing at them, at the taxi, back at them again, "‘Well, now, you have haven't you?"' nedy both the boys Bernadette Ken- finally said sweetly. "I never told you and Angela exactly what happened, Ma," Sheila said. She had washed her bright coppery hair, and as it tumbled in rings and fishtails on her neck, the spring sunshine struck dazzling lights from it. A towel shoulders, was and spread belted across trimly her about the curves of her young body was an old blue cotton kimono. The three women of the Carscadden family were in the sunroom of their new home. It was the corner house of a commonplace block of two-story, two-flat buildings that stretched in every direction across the gently rolling levels of what had recently been a dump for the greatest of all the cities. On top of the dump real-estate developments had been started; every corner bore signs advertising the merits of this ‘‘five-room home" or that. The downstairs apartments were all alike; all had five rooms, one bath, and this delightful feature of a sun-porch; a square, bare, unimaginative twelve by seven feet of space at the front, glassed in from the street. Blocks of it, miles of it, and the particular corner only Carscaddens' But to one of a thousand corners. them it was no less than heaven. As for their mother, she had been in a state of dignified outrage since and had Sheila's latest escapade, been reluctant to express enthusiBut it was about anything. asm noted that her first act in the new home had been to gather her chilSheila, Angela, her: about dren and MarMarg'ret Cecilia, Joe, Lizzie, g'ret's Lew, Neely and his to Teand, kneeling down, solemnly bring to were that litanies cite some inthe God-given upon blessings crease, and solemnly to assure the than rather that saints listening behave one mortal sin committed rewould she neath this new roof, and gladly domain new the sign gratefully, and go back to the povthe old erty and obscurity of again. told her And this ceremony had words of children more than any what excactly hers might have done, had for significance the adventure had Ma. And Ma, for the first time, a room to herself. _ And Sheila had gotten a job. CHAPTER XVI uf a not much Sheila's job was was she to be job, to be sure, nor nm it But first. needed until May department s = near; it was in the te tae OE over under the and as i ae blocks away, to and fro, so that "The place is full of that sort of bunk, but who cares? I don't care what they think about me,"' Sheila had said, indulgently, upon report- ing this fact. "I'm reformed, any"I'm all for way," she had added. citizenship and helpful house spirit- I'm going in for character building, clean finger nails, and a low, rich voice.'' *""Ma-" Sheila had pleaded, and it was then that she had added, while she spread and tossed her blazing hair, ‘‘I never told you and Angela what really happened, Ma." "An' God preserve me that you iver wud!'' her mother said simply. "There's niver a breath of blame cud be said against ye, but we'll all be up in the Death Row itself if iver ye get another chance to do good to somebody, or get yourself out of !"' somethin pleasantly, continued Sheila after- Sunday Palm on *‘Now, noon,"' "‘what harm did it do me to drive to a police station with Peter and Judge Mc Cann, make a short statement and have Judge Mc Cann give me a dollar for my taxi home? I stayed in the taxi," Sheila added, in reminiscent tones, "‘until it said thir. ty cents, then I gave him a ten-cent tip, jumped into the subway, and made fifty-five cents on the judgel" "It makes me nervous to have ye talk about thim Mec Canns, Sheila. I'd niver know what minute ye'd be in throuble again,'"' her mother said. "Peter and Gertrude Keane are getting married next fall, Ma; that's all the trouble amounted to there." "Yes, an' what about the other poor feller?" **You mean Frank?" Sheila asked The name sounded like dreamily. "I don't know-" music on her lips. she admitted slowly. "‘Whin did ye see him?"' the mother demanded suspiciously. ‘Mother, I give you my word I haven't seen him since that Palm Sunday-nearly three weeks ago." free-"' | "There was nothing said to me of a telegram,"' Mrs. Carscadden assured him. "‘That's the manners of today,"' she continued. ‘*They'd niver tell you annything, the lot of them. My own good mother'd niver have a dispatch-an' it was few she had, thanks be to God, for ivery last wan of them had death in the fir'rst wor'rd of it-but she'd niver have one of them what the whole lot of us wouldn't run to her like a flock of bir'rds. We kep' nothin' from her, nor she from us." "Telegram used to mean trouble, Pop says,'' Frank contributed cheerfully. "Children mane throuble," Mrs. Carscadden instantly amended it. "That one, now," she went on, with a dark glance at Sheila, ‘‘she'd drag the whole family into it like a dog draggin' a table-cloth!"' *"‘Mamma, you don't believe that," Sheila protested. "It's up in flyin' machines, off in cars, onto roofs-she'll leap into annything!'' pursued the mother. "Sheila will," Frank said simply, looking at her. CHAPTER ‘"‘Angela,'"? "Sheila Carscadden,"" Angela said alone, were they when instantly, ‘you had a wire this morning." instantly, But Ma only asked "I know it. about seeing him." "All right,'' Angela said, in displeasure, ‘‘if you want to lie.'' "I didn't lie!'' **You practically did,'' Angela persisted. Sheila's expression grew suddenly disarming and young. I was knocked "Listen, Angie. completely in a heap when I got herself. interrupted she I-'" it. ‘‘How'd you know it was from Frank Mc Cann?" she demanded. "I didn't read it, if that's what you mean," Angela answered. ‘But the way you've been acting since it she explained eloquently. came-" murmured, Sheila know-" "I looking away. talking character been "‘You've for weeks now," the younger sister horribly been ‘‘You've pursued. You've all seen it. quiet-we've jumped whenever anyone spoke to room you, and you've gone off into sort of states-"' dreamy again, Sheila admitted "I know," still staring into space with tranced eyes. "And I knew it was Frank!" An- gela concluded triumphantly. slowly: girl spoke other The all along that it was "7'ye known Frank."' "‘And in his wire-Sheila, do you think he likes you?'"' Angela demanded eagerly. "Angela, only He know. I don't says, ‘Coming to see you Sunday.' " "Tomorrow?" "TI guess so." "Sheila, what'll you do if Frank Mc Cann is just coming down here going he's you tell to mar- be to ried?" the younger sister asked afta silence. er "I thought of that." after asked "But ela ag he?" should all, why sensibly. he of the things just one ‘Well,' Sheila mused. do," would she added, with spirit, ‘‘he'll not see me nerve!" my lose "But will you feel-terribly, Sheila?" Angela asked timidly, after anpause. brought her gaze back from aces. Angela, it will be very hard," ah er ge days as his all the way down to identify ‘i ....° They telephoned here, Uple of hours ago; you were any found os Say the fellows must Stopped using it right after th us up there." "This is interesting! " Frank on his. at iy For a long time he, se ianAnd leciryes they she answered, simply. minutes later ‘"‘Sheila!"' ‘‘Woo-hoo!"' Sheila returned, hs of the house. from not was It that Angela ee called. Cann is here!" Angela ue eee fifteen Mc Cann what?" (There were hairpins in Sheila's mouth.) "Mr. Mc Cann is here." "yes, he is!'' Sheila said ina clearer tone. put on sing to ‘Well, amuse some lipstick. him, dear, ana sweet kiss!'' she added. audibly she went on, him Dance give and him a And quite ‘‘Ma, mixed up with those Mc Cann again!" I until I'm boys Mrs. interpreting a look ae more glamorous players have our screen showered and scrubbed before the camera, with due discretion. Remember Joan Crawford's bubble bath in ‘‘The Women''? That was one of the screen's most elegant bathing bits, in recent years. But in "The Howards of Virginia" Cary Grant takes a bath that may get him into trouble with the historians, though if it does nobody will be to blame. ‘The Howards of Virginia,'' you'll recall, is based on that popular book, ‘‘The Tree of Liberty.'' The author, Elizabeth Page, did extensive research for it; Producer-Director Frank Lloyd had experts at work for months before a camera turned. But-the author wrote a scene in which the hero takes a bath in Raleigh tavern, at Williamsburg, Va. The first regulation bathtub was not brought to America until several years after the story takes place. Research failed to uncover anything in bathtub styles current for the period; in fact, the general impression seemed to be that the male gentry performed such ablutions in the Potomac river. So Lloyd used his imagination, and decreed that Cary Grant should take his bath in a round wooden tub; maybe that's not according to Hoyle, historically, but it's the best he could do. I Motion Picture Director Sam Wood took the European war by the horns recently and forbade the presence of radios on the set for ‘Rangers of Fortune."' ‘"I had to do something,'"' he said. ‘The players had five radios on the set and did nothing but talk of the war. Now there wit' me, dear'r, "I wud, help!"? Frank indade, Mr. from Cann, "She and her brother have been planning it for years, and-our plans," Frank hesitated; ‘"‘sort of knocked it in the head. They were delighted to go. She was laughing- honestly. I went down to the boat, and she was-I've never seen Dette so gay. She said to me, ‘This is more fun than our engagement party, Frank!' "' "She didn't." "Yes, she did. I think she felt relieved,'"" Frank persisted. "But it wouldn't have mattered," he said, after a silence. ‘‘It wouldn't -it couldn't-have mattered how she felt, because I-I couldn't have gone on with it.' Sheila said nothing. "T knew it,'' Frank went on, ‘‘on Palm Sunday. I knew-why Bernadette and I could wait five years to get married. I knew that if you can wait at all there's something wrong. You were smart enough to know that. I wasn't." "T?"? Sheila asked thickly. ‘‘Yes-you told me that." She had been sitting on an old kitchen chair with a rodded back; now Frank drew near it the box on which Angela had been sitting, and sat down and laid one hand on her own locked hands, on her knee. he me,' way-with "Tt's-that said. : Sheila raised thick eyelashes, with him. at looked and effort, a little ‘The world's split in two for me," the man said, as she made no effort to reply, but continued to look at black the through steadily him ‘‘They're all fringe of her lashes. don't I home; at me at laughing I I want to tell everyone care. I'm eat; can't I meet about you. And it isn't only you, Sheila, crazy. One of the fellows it's everything. | in the office is just married, and and was talking to him yesterday thinking what to go home to "I know-" pause, gazing a miracle it must be your wite-' Sheila said im the at hira with round, fascinated eyes, like a child. (TO BE CONTINUED) in She again! Se eee pe ee oe little had been shortened, as met her in is the same lady whose ad- an old dresser, a a piano stool are that book; and was all, but the can put to change was complete. If you are interested In adventures in homemaking be sure to send for Book 5. It has 32 pages of money Saving ideas that you Send order use at once. to: who remodeled one of the old rockers in Book 5. Today's sketch shows another of her slight o' hand tricks with with the MRS. RUTH WYETH Drawer 10 Bedford a chair. Enclose There it was in a junk shop window. ‘‘Did you ever see anything so impossible?" I said, "It looks SPEARS Hills 10 New cents for Book York 5. TORING , 59 un.ban cde dtinkuencin eeeoanene Address Items of Interest o the Housewife To make cut glass sparkle, dip a small brush in lemon juice and scrub the glass with it. e " * Excellent pads for the staircarpet can be made by covering a fairly thick pad of newspaper with hessian, felt or cloth. * " * If bread has gone stale, hold the loaf over steam from the kettle for a few moments, then place in a hot oven for 10 minutes. Dry on a wire tray. s Cooling oven that * Lime marks on bath tub, caused by hard water, can be removed . by rubbing with peroxide of hydrogen. * * oO Save left-over toast for use as bread crumbs. Run it once through the food chopper or roll it out with the rolling pin. Store in a covered glass jar. ' * Oven.-Sometimes always overheats an can be cooled by putting open pans of water in it during baking. Water absorbs considerable heat and reduce the oven temperature as 50 degrees. * * Conscience Tells Justice A man's vanity tells him what is honor; a man's conscience what is justice.-Landor. GET VITAMINS A Tee whilst "OnyT 5. * offered. Me have young ventures with fish bowl and described Bride Keeping Cool.-If your home is heated by warm air ducts, get the furnace man to install a proper fan in the basement which will drive the cool cellar air up into the house through the ducts. said but 'twill only take us the second of a second! An' how's yure good mamma?'' Mrs. Carscadden asked politely, in retreat. *She's fine, thank you. She was perfectly delighted," Frank said, ‘‘with Angela's letter about the new house.'' "Do we love it!' Sheila exclaimed. *‘We'll be back,'"' her mother said, departing with Angela. Frank and Sheila were alone. There was a silence. *One thing I came to tell you was," Frank began, ‘‘that Bernadette sailed for Italy last night." Book as much I'd pin up the little cur'rtains?" me Sewing the of you resourceful legs That comes Many And shown here, and the pompous topheavy back had been cut down. THE LEGS HERE old dowager pompadour." The may Sheila, like the good mother she was, "will ye step into the back "Let like a pompous a bride said, ‘Yes, but I think Its personality could be changed; I can see it as a jolly little old lady Sitting in the corner with a gingham apron." Sure enough, the next time I went to see the Bride, there was the chair sitting in a corner painted a cheerful green and with white gingham cushions. VER since Cecil B. DeMille used bathtubs as an aide in making his heroines XVII Carscadden CHAIR PAINTED DARK GREEN WITH GREEN AND WHITE CUSHIONS By VIRGIMA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) ag ake HO W. 0 SE. W 4y- Ruth Wyeth Spears 8P ee ity Kathleen Norris SERVICE PATRICIA MORISON we spend five minutes at 10 o'clock in the morning and at four in the afternoon listening to war bulletins, and that's all.'' Patricia Morison, who has a featured role, agreed quite willingly, though she has two cousins fighting with the royal air force, and it's a long time between ten and four. ctbennsel ais AS YOU REFRESH YOURSELF/ animate Describing his gift as ‘‘the least we can do in these troubled times," Frederic March recently purchased and presented to the American Red Cross, for use in Europe, a completely equipped ambulance. He and Mrs. March were asked to participate in a benefit, but he was unable to do so because of his work in Paramount's "‘Victory."' He said that he thought the ambulance would be more welcome than their appearance. « © KATHLEEN NORRIS-W NU ras, Mrs. Carscadden's voice said fervently. "I really am, Ma." "There's worse things than death, if the truth were known," the older woman observed solemnly. "Sheila!" Angela called sharply . "Mr. Mc Cann really is here!" "What!" they could hear Sheila gasp in a sharp whisper. She came to the door of the sun porch; she saw him, tall and dark and smiling . "Well, really, Angela,"' she said, in the last stage of horror and exasperation. ‘‘Really!"' "Well, what else could I do?" Angela retorted, aggrieved. "I don't know what you'll think-I never dreamed-I wish I could remember what I said-how are you?" Sheila said, looking so lovely in her confusion and pleasure and anger that Frank gave an embarrassed laugh, and stammered on his own account as he greeted her. "You didn't Say anything, except | that your sister was to dance and sing for me, which she hasn't done."' Mrs. Carscadden now majestical| ly adding herself to the group, Frank addressed himself to her in tones not quite loud enough to drown out her scathing observation to Sheila to the effect that perhaps now, she, Sheila, wouldn't feel it necesSary to wake the dead when anyone Called her a message. "I did say Sunday in my wire,"' Frank admitted, "but today was such a heavenly day, and I was | Sounee IRISH EWES { Me forbid!" MOAB, UTAH ott "God Seca EF THE ------___- ee ei xy 7s When a radio program comes on the air with its studio audience laughing, somebody has worked hard to get just that effect. Fibber McGee has an old-fashioned watch which dangles from his vest pocket. With 85 seconds before the broadcast he checks the time anxiously with the control room; with one second to go, Fibber nonchalantly says, ‘‘Oh, shucks, we got lots of time," tosses the watch over the footlights into the audience, and they roar with laughter. ODDS AND turns " to films ENDS-Patsy Kelly rein aoe <a after an absence of "Road two years en W a Brothers' "All This, Heaven Too," with Bette Davis and and Charles Boyer, is the first picture to have its premiere performance_broadcast by television . . . John Garfield will have his first cowboy role in "Flowing Gold" . . . Isabel Manning Hewson's governess' pet admonition Oranges can help you fo feel your best When you want refreshment, eat an orange! SE , \ Or help yourself from the big family pitcher of fresh orangeade! "Hits the spot''! you'll say. But that's not all. Oranges add needed vitamins and minerals to your diet. And fully half of our families, says the Department of Opry do not get enough of these health essentials to feel t ir best! The best way to be sure of getting all the vitamin C you normally need is to drink an 8-ounce glass of fresh ; otange juice with breakfast every morning. You also recalcium, phos ceive vitamins A, B, and G and the min phorus and iron. 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