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Show THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM, UTAH The Happiness Trio going to swing out In style, too'. She's certain of success when she goes to her Club; she's sure oi well-groom- elegance for Sunday best in the slenderizing frock at the right. It does wonders for the figure that needs it, and it is equally becoming to sizes 18 and 20. So, Mommy, no matter what your size or the color of your hair, you'll be young enough and slim enough in this frock to feel like the very essence of fashion. Pattern 1338 is designed for sizes 12 to 20 (30 to 38 bust). Size 14 requires 5Vi yards of 35 inch material plus 4 yards of 1 inch bias strip for fold for trimming. Pattern 1381 is designed for sizes 14 to 44. Size 18 requires 34 yards of 39 inch material. Pattern 1288 is designed foi sizes 38 to 48. Size 38 requires 4 yards of 39 inch material. Send your order to The Sewing Circle Pattern Dept., 149 New Montgomery Ave., San Francisco, Calif. Patterns 15 cents (in coins) each. Bell Syndicate WNU Servlca. PRIDE goeth with Fall and too, Milady, when you wear distinguished fashions by n! Today's trio gives youth a chance to express itself in an individual manner; gives the adult figure an opportunity to dis-play a new high in chic, and last but we wouldn't say least a util-ity model that's as right for daughter as for mother, as attrac-tive on cousin Emma as it is on Aunt Grace. Swank V Sweet. Young and inspired is the little two piecer that just stepped into the picture at the left. The topper is one that will set a vogue in this woman's town and make you the swankiest of the whole lot of Laf-a-Lot- s. If you're asked to picnic in the colorful Autumn woods, wear this number in henna-colore- d wool for real satisfaction. For Kitchen Capers. And before you go, there'll be sandwiches to make, potatoes to peel, and lemons to squeeze that's where and.when the ging-ham gown in the center comes in. Of course, its novel construction makes it a most attractive model to sew as well as to wear. The skirt has flare enough for cutting those kitchen capers one has to when minutes are few and work plenti-ful. Style Success. While we go picnicking and places, don't think Mommy isn't KtT r KeeP Dog AwS)' from i V JEergreenIShnibsetc. 'hOSTELRY SALT LAKE'S NEWEST Our lobby la delightfully air cooled during the summer months Radio tor Evory Room A 200 Reemt200 Bath JJ Si ' f v HOTEL Temple Square Pates $1.50 fa $3.0Q Tha 17otl Temple Sqnara haa a bichly daairabln, friendly aunoa-phera.Y- ou will always find It Inum. alate, supremely comfortable, and thoroughly acreeabl.Yoa can there-fo- re nnderatand why thla hotel lai ' HIGHLY RECOMMENDED Yoa ran aIo appreciate why It's a mark ot dittlnctlon to stop at Uiia beautiful hostelry IShb' ' :!,: Bjb4a1a Watch for it in our next issue. . .a brand new serial story by Gilbert Patten, the original "Burt L. Standish" who created Frank Merriwell! Now he's written another of these popular stories, "Frank Merriwell at Fardale." It will bring back memories for adults ... it will give youngsters a new hero. Square-jawe- d, stenvmouthed Frank Merriwell is comingbackwithmoreoftheadventures that made him famous with yesterday s children. It's the same Frank Merriwell whose earlier stories set an alkime high in sales . . . it's a grand, new pulse-poundin- g story that you won't want to miss! jpRRECTION 1 had stood there on a one July morning year ago. and then Mr. Lovett," he requested, if they're not too busy." ..Jhei'r! gpoke tot0 tt voxiphone. Tarlton, Mr. Craig Tarlton, is asking to see you, please." For several moments tha voxl-phon- e was silent, a blank astounded silence. Then came an explosive oath, a spluttering wrathful explo- sion In which only the words "can wait till hell freezes over!" were distinguishable. But then, a moment afterward, came the voice of Warren Lovett, cool and even, as always: "Ask him to come In, Miss Fish-er." Followed by the stares of the four private secretaries, Craig walked over to the door and entered the sanctum of Jasper Wellington. At the rosewood table Russell Parkes and old Jasper, leagued to-gether, had been having a hot argu-ment with their junior partner. As Craig closed the door the old financier opened on him like a ma-chine gun. "What are you doing here? If you've got any business with either Lovett or me, say it and then I'll have you pitched outside. You've got crust, showing up at my office. It's a wonder that she that Pa-triciathat she didn't try to come along." "That Patricia,'" Craig said, "is up the North Shore, at her home. I sent her there a short while ago." "You what? She's where?" "At her home," Craig repeated, evenly. "She's going to visit with her mother and Frances for a few days." Old Jasper Wellington turned ap-oplectic. "Why you you scoundrel, open so that he could hear". War-ren stood aside, watching the vio-lent clash between the two men, lis-tening to Craig's withering Indict-ment of Wellington, Parkes & Lo-vett For the first time in his 13 years with the firm he saw old Jas-per Wellington outmatched; saw the man stop thundering, and begin to listen, and finally draw back, fright-ened, as Craig kept rapping out his figures and names and dates. " "Now, you can take.your choice," Craig wound up his philippic. "I oughtn't to give you any choice. You don't deserve any. You've gutted more operating mine com-panies, you've worked more havoc in the Canadian mining industry, than any other man In North Amer-ica. Where did I get these facts and figures? D'you forget that I was on your start for two years, and that I've been a geologist and mining engineer for 12 years, with my eyes and ears wide open? "If you weren't Patricia's father and an old man, I'd go straight to Ottawa with what I know about your company's security manipulations In Canada and your wildcat affilia-tions and your dummy stock set-ups, and I'd blow you clear out of the dominionl I've been wanting to do that for years, and now I've got the money and the backing. What's it going to be between you and me peace or war?" Wellington glared In venomous si-lence at Craig, and swallowed hard. Silence, from him, meant that he was beaten and knew it To save his face he swung on Warren. "You handle this," he barked. "Do whatever you damned care to!" He turned away, strode into Russell Parkes' office and slammed the door. At nine that evening Patricia came down from the North Shore to the Loop hotel where Craig was staying. "I had to see you again, husband, before you left for Winnipeg," she explained breathlessly, in their suite. She was radiantly happy over her visit home, the visit that Craig had hammered out for her. "Next Wednesday oh, it's so far away, dearest!" "But you'll be visiting with your mother and Frances; and I'll have a big pile of work on my hands; and the time'll fly. Are you run-ning back to the North Shore right away?" "No. I was meaning to stay here with you, till you leave at mid-nightunless you're too busy and want me to go now." "You silly!" They sat in a chair at the win-dow, looking out across the lights of the city and the dim moonlit silver of Lake Michigan, thinking of far-awa- y Resurrection and the chal-lenging work that awaited them there. "Our barrens trip this summer, Craig we'll never ge to make It," Patricia said ruefully, fondling the black waves of his hair. "We will make it. We'll wedge It In somehow, sweet You and I've got that coming to us." "It'll be wonderful, Craig! It'll be like like God's lake, again." "Better, girl. I won't be always calling you a butterfly, and you won't be always slapping me, as we did then." From across the hotel court came a radio song. It was too indistinct for Patricia to hear the words, but the lilt of it was like the lilt of another song which she once had heard; and her lips began fitting the words of that other song to the music of this one: Oh, p'tite Oiselet, In the Strong-- , Woods, Your foot is caught In the snare in-visible, In the cruel babische . (THE END1 k f"jX-Contin-ued tJlf""''Yes, harbored no ven-Stmo- re fp at ease and ' flowing back, lids narrowly, he was weakness or senti-- i t yuld take advantage J J it that I have to agree i , jefl all those claims 5 t the price you I Shifted. "We wtfl Jce returned to their i answer at once. -- The regarded Patricia In his manner there Lee that he could out-u-d outwit her, a girl. , pretty one-side- d bar-ricU- ," be said finally !ark stirred anger in Pa- - D'you realize, 1 that Sam Honeywell Is at Rosalie and Straus and I Bare dead? That Craig is ' ai Edmonton hospital all 1 now when you, the vthis. are given a chance Lay from here safe and i you call it You're right it IsI K'8 i jar side. You're getting leaks." i confidence ebbed con--, Outwitting Patricia was '! ry is he had thought. She btally different creature girl whom he had brought f ttic with him last summer ate had kept in the dark whole months about his i tee- - moment he tried another ffional approach. "I think , Lnendliness, Patricia, you jt me keep a part of this ; n bow what the situation S .ago. You know that if J there with nothing to show Lme and expense of this sedition, Parkes is going to ! out of the firm. Do you it that would be Just? As 4 would you wish to see ii i late time, Warren," rsninded, "for you to be-'-4, about Justice and friend-ni-g and I both tried to ice and friendliness to you , and you sneered at us ! cruelly ahead with your 4 plans. Now you're ask-- a help you out at the ex-- I these 300 Resurrection can't do that, Warren. It i betrayal ' jour going back empty-- I thought of that. I sug-w- d Craig readily agreed-t-an keep the Kessler hill dftessler was a traitor to w wouldn't want him to t property. That mine browbeat me, and . . . Well, you'd now find yourself in possession of a $2,000,000 lode. The dishonesty was yours, and it boomeranged on you." "How about my two hundred and fifty thousand? Am I holding the bag? That was my own personal money, not the firm's. I bought that lake." Patricia's eyes opened a little wider. "Ilmmph," she said, much as Craig would have said it. "So that was your money! I suspected it was. You saw a chance to make a tidy fortune and you tried to get it all for yourself instead of letting the firm in on it Fine, Warren! But about your quarter-millio- n Craig and I don't want a cent of that We'll refund it to you within the year, and on top of it the big-gest Interest you ever received." ,Warren got up and paced the cab-in, his manacled hands in front of him. Through the window he saw Corporal Northup leaning waitfully against a pine and twirling the hand-cuff key on his finger. Cornered and helpless, he glanced at Patri-cia, searching her expression for hope of escape. But he saw no hope in her. Firm, unyielding, she stood beside the little table where once, over a cup of tea, she had begged for Craig's life and had agreed to a shanghai marriage in order to save Craig. "I haven't any choice," he said wearily. He stopped, confronted Pa-tricia. "I can't go to the pen. God, I'd be an old man, old and broken, when I got out. I'll do what you say. I'll sell this Resurrection field to you and Tarlton." Patricia stepped over to the win-dow. "Dennis!" she called to the man yonder. "Bring me that key!" . . . A while after Warren had left, the group of prospectors who had bur-ied Sam Honeywell came down to the cabin. They crowded the little place, and some had to stand out-side. The towering redhead was their spokesman. "We've been working up nerve for the last two days to come here, Miss Pat, and speak our piece," he said humbly, crumpling his bat-tered hat "We've got a lot of crow to eat and we sure've been eating it What we want to say is that after all you and Craig done for us, we turned around and let you down. We was a bunch of dirty bums." "Yeh," several other men agreed. "Lousy bums!" "If you fellows don't get busy around here, I will think that you're a bunch of lazy bums," Patricia cut their apology short "We've got work to do, instead of eating crow or speaking pieces. We've got to put up a new Rock-Ho- g Den a good big one, this time and some over-flow cabins and a warehouse. I have 40 tons of supplies and clothes and equipment on the way here from Edmonton, and not a sign of lOflpliifll IS! mm "Why You Yon Scoundrel, Sending Her Up There." sending her up there, when I wrote her, when I gave her strict orders" ... He reached for the desk phone. "I'll have her pitched out" Craig put his hand on the tele-phone. "Just a minute. You won't have anybody pitched out. Your 'strict orders' don't cut any ice with me. Patricia has a right to visit her home, and you're not go-ing to trample on her right. This visit home is my wedding present to her. and you won't break it up" "I'll be damned If I don't" "You'll surely be damned then, for she's going to stay there, and furthermore she's going to visit her home whenever she wants to; and I'll tell you why." . . . As the storm broke, Russell Parkes stole into his own office, to escape it; but he left the door l jou for all your expenses ijou, besides, an eventual host t million dollars. W more than you really "bout Tarlton's radium ' nave to surrender that t own Craig's radium ,' Patricia informed. think you do." It! n't own it? Why 8 the papers to it; I ,?iarter-millio-n " interrupted. "Warren, " explicitly, that eve- - Den office, that if you with him he'd deal you. He warned you ;; f tried to cheat or ff weapon, you'd be ; , you did cheat "W-J- ou had him kid- - orse than that-y- ou pe murder him-- J Jou don't own that :J"lytared at her. too J-k- . Patricia ex- - ifc? and Poleon came prospecting trip, ked two lakes, twin 'ifi?f.m has tee Pitch- - 3ht V 1156 other h- - ? 6 Slgned 0Ver .ftelake with the wa- -' Tiff8 ad twitted Sgfdnn water i , he --"Betn for 8 damned S?! "AndTarl- - adle. nest! T113'' iCfiselt it was n. if you dealt Wif E1Ve you &amed these men. a roof to store tnem unaer. ve vC got to send out a party to drain that pitchblende lake so's we can begin operations there this summer. That's just a few samples of what's cut out for us." When they had gone. Patricia pulled her table beside the window and started writing a wireless mes-sage to Craig, a word of love and encouragement, a word about her successful deal with Warren. As she wrote, as she pictured Craig ly-ing sick and lonely in far-awa- y Ed-monton, she was shaken with long-ing to drop all her work and fly to him. But she fought the longing down. Resurrection was her job, till Craig came back and took hold again. Deep within her, born of her des-perate homesickness, dwelt the hope that when these Resurrection projects were running smoothly she could leave Poleon in charge. Join Craig in Edmonton, and they could go on to Chicago together. The thought of never seeing her mother and Frances again was unbearable. To all her other sacrifices she had acquiesced, but not to that one; and she knew that she never could ac-quiesce to it Yet she realized that her chances of ever visiting her home wete next door to nothing. She had defied her father, and for that he had cast her Mo the outer darkness. In the outer office of Wellington, Parkes & Lovett a whisper flew about that July morning: Craig Tarlton is herel Patricia Welling-ton's husband!" Everybody stopped work. Through of doors and win-do- the glass panels surrepti-tiously everybody stared at the tall rangy who came down the corridor, limping a little in spite of his cane. In the inner suite Craig stood at the desk of the telephone sectary, at the high and haughty t WayBackWhenl By JEANNB FORMER MAYOR WAS A 80NQ WRITER THERE were twelve children In and It was necessary to have a pretty strict rule about being reasonably quiet In the house and at the dinner table. My father repeated so often, "Children are to be seen and not heard" or "Silence is golden" that Just to think of thoso old adages brings back the echo of his voice. I can't agree with the principle of those sayings. Child-dre- n who are encouraged to join In the conversation are likely to have more self --confidence and to be more social minded. In some cases, their very talkativeness may be golden. Take Jimmy Walker for Instance: James John Walker, who later be-came mayor of New York City and was one of the most popular men ever to hold that office, was born in New York's Greenwich Village la 1881. When still a very small boy, he was nick-name- d "Jimmy Talker" because he could not be kept quiet His father was run-ning for alderman at one time, and Jimmy was sent to explain that he could not be present at a polit-ical rally because of illness. The crowd called for a speech from the young boy, and he did so well that his father was elected. Jimmy Walker went to school In New York City, and studied law; but for a while It looked as though he might be a professional song writer instead of a lawyer or a politician. He wrote several songs which were published and made a national hit by composing "Will You Love Me in December As You Did in May?" None of his other songs enjoyed the popularity of this one, however, and Jimmy decided upon a more conventional career. He went to work as a clerk for the Union Surety Guarantee com-pany and with his earnings re-turned to law school. He estab-lished a fine law practice, and be-came more and more prominent in politics. In 1925, he was elected mayor of New York City and more mass popularity than any mayor of recent times has known there. INVENTOR RAN BICYCLE REPAIR SHDP THE seed of success is ambition, Orville Wright was ambi-tious from early boyhood. He was born in Dayton, Ohio, In 1871, the youngest of five children, and as they grew up Orville and one of his older brothers, Wilbur, became in-separable. A highly respectable mid-wester- n family, the father was a bishop of the United Brethren church and later publisher of a re-ligious newspaper; but the family never had a lot of money. Or-ville Wright started to make money rl o!Pll early in life, going about the neigh-borhood and collecting old bones to sell to a fertilizing plant When he was fourteen, he published a school paper with a toy printing press. Lat-er he made a press of his own and Wilbur Improved it. Next he Invent-ed a paper folding machine for his father's print shop. He quit school In the third year of high school and, with Wilbur, started a weekly news-paper which lasted only three months. They then turned to Job printing and later started a bicycle repair shop. At about this time, they became Interested in aviation and proceeded to construct the first heavier than air. machine large enough to carry a man. As in their previous activi-ties, Orville was the creative gen-ius, Wilbur the perfecter. Their first successful flight was at Kitty Hawk, N. C, in 1903, and the suc-cess of aviation was assured when Orville made a flight lasting 62 min-utes and 15 seconds, in 1908. VWU Service. Will to Succeed EVERY morning, before you your work, hold in your mind the picture and register the vow of masterfulness. Let that one ideal remain in your mind all through the day. Think mas-terfulness, radiate masterfulness, do everything to a complete finish. Do not allow yourself to dawdle, to waver in your decision, or per-mit yourself to do fool things, dur-ing the day. Use levelheadedness, good Judgment in every act. Go about your work with the con-sciousness of your masterfulness, holding the ideal of your superi-ority, your efficiency, your ability to reach the heights of excellence. Resolve every morning that you will make a red-lett- er day of that day, for if you are going to make your whole life a masterpiece each day must be a masterpiece. LIFE'S LIKE THAT By Fred Neher "Paw's practicing he's gonna hitch-bik- e to Florida this .. winter." |