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Show i THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM. UTAH H0-T- 9. SEW 4-- Ruth Wyeth Spears o--S? , 1 Making a Chintz Bed Spread With Corded Seams. step-by-st- ep directions for making slipcovers and dressing tables; . restoring and upholstering chairs, couches; making curtains for ew-er- y type of room and purpose., flaking lampshades, rugs, otto-mans and other useful articles for the home. Headers wishing a copy should send name and address, enclosing 25 cents, to Mrs. Spear a, 210 South Desplaines St., Chicago, Illinois. OULD you like to make a chintz bedspread to match your curtains? Of course, such a spread must have seams in it, for most chintzes are only 30 inches wide, while the average double bed is about 54 inches wide. But seams need not detract from the beauty of the spread. Eleven and a half yards of chintz will make this spread and pillow cover for a double bed. In the diagrams at the right I have given the dimen-sions for cutting these for a bed. 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"Huhl Walt till you see him try to make a quick kick with a charging line tear-ing through on him. That will be something else again." A short time before work was to end for the day Kane called the regular team together to make a few rushes against the scrub. He wanted, in particular, to oil up a play that had gone sour against Mayfleld, for he still believed in it. Not a little to his surprise, Frank was 'sent in as right halfback for the scrub. That was more than he had expected, his first day on the field. Passing him before the line-u- p, Hodge spoke from the side of bis mouth: "Well, they've promptly buried you with the rest of us dead ones, Merriwell. You'll never get out of this graveyard." In the backfield behind the varsity line, Bascomb, who wasn't yet aware of what was to be tried, said to SpringaU: "Call a play that'll let me get at him, Dick, and I'll block the legs oft Merriwell." That was the kind of a play Springall called when they were i CHAPTER IX C I l ilifen time to think a little about I iemarkable happenings which t pushed him Into the limelight Ff rdale, Frank became panicky tslf. For quite the opposite ton, he suddenly understood, jjrf and completely, how Bart 8g had felt when he went to I land told her he was going Oiyf because he couldn't face the vjo. For Merry was no bound-sn- p show-of- f, who reveled in no-'efe-'I and even though he was at &' sme time not a shrinking vio-vjl- je had always found it easier Mate criticism and blame than J flattery. I ;ha-efor-e anybody who looked for i tfc go on parade and do a little f itting was making a bad guess. F, j rierely forced himself to go j iuih the usual moves as If noth-I- j anusual had happened. No V4nM, no posing. l i was disappointing to his ene-- J is. Particularly so to Bascomb. f Allow simply refused to be- - Ihe way Bascomb expected wanted him to. Very annoy-b- e if is if fioon on Monday somebody had ' vtjgjit in a newspaper containing on account of the runaway and res-n- d t it passed from hand to hand, st ete Smith had done no kidding nor time. He had written a straight-- i ecrat dk honest story, giving Frank leb Iit for nerve, g and gslesty. Bascomb and his bunch 3 't like that much, either, or 'did they like it when Merry, ght crossing the campus and nf(iJtiOned by some upperclassmen, jjjto get smart and make fresh lter!fers. What they understood Wjl ijless was the way he gave Jit, to Bart Hodge. That, as they "ncP ft, was foxy stuff. He was bynt a thin trick. jeV, anyhow," said Hugh, nell have the pleasure of not see-- . him try to become a football Vj gjd then, when Bascomb galloped jthe gym to dress for field prac-jTuesd-afternoon, Merriwell . 'there. Wearing a Bloomfield inifig from sweater to cleated ,rvlj,i he was talking to Dick igall, the quarterback and cap- - latere was a frightful convulsion It Idepths of the Grand Canyon. ' ufBascomb told himself, was the ItnrtA than ertm Hanscomb, avoiding a direct an-swer, "is how that lad can be a football quitter. A fellow who has got the nerve to face mad dogs and snatch a girl off a runaway horse two or three seconds before she'd have been killed hasn't any right to turn yellow just because he's been knocked cold in a line buck. There's something wrong about it Now Kane did smile a little. "It does sound a bit balmy," he al-lowed, and said no more. Outwardly calm, Frank was in-wardly almost tumultuously happy that night. Maybe Hodge was right in thinking he, like Bart had been buried in the Fardale graveyard of football hopes, but he had a feeling tfiat the scrub could be used as a springboard from which to leap to a more lively field. He felt a thrill of pleasure when he sat down that night in the small-er dining room with the other foot-ball men. He hadn't got to training table, but maybe he was or. his way. He thought of Earney, who never muffed a chance to cheer him on, and missed him for the time being. Barney was all wool and a yard wide. Some pall Those fellows were agreeable fel-lows who were still a little curious about him, still a little doubtful and auspicious. He could feel that un-certainty behind their evident will- - lngness to take him for what he might prove to be worth. Physically they were a healthy he-ma- n lot, packed to capacity with leashed vig-or. He noticed, quickly, that Bascomb was not there. That was odd. He didn't understand it until the rea-son came out in the remarks of two fellows on the opposite side of the table. Said one: "Well, maybe we're go-ing to be a backfield man shy after today." Said the other: "You mean Bas-comb? What's the report?" The first one answered: "The doc-tor says he may have a cracked rib. They're taking an ." That gave Merriwell a queer sen-sation. He said impulsively: "Oh, that'll be tough! It'll weaken the team. I'm sorry." Then it seemed that everybody was staring at him. .He was em-barrassed, but his face was sober and honest. He was really con-cerned for the welfare of the team. Dick Springall said: "We have to take practice injuries as they come with blackboard diagrams and showing his plans of defense against them. "State is counting on a push-ove- r Saturday," said the coach in con-clusion, "and they have a right to after the showing we made against Mayfleld. But what I'm counting on is that you'll get together and hand that bunch an upset that'll take the conceit out of them. You can if you want to." Then he took a letter out of his pocket and went on. "I've got some-thing here that I want to read-p- art of it It's a letter that Pro-fessor Scotch got Doctor Massey, of Bloomfield, to write me. Doctor Massey is the physician for Mr. Asher Merriwell, Frank Merriwell's uncle and guardian, who is being treated by the doctor for heart trou-ble. Mr. Merriwell collapsed in the stand at Bloomfield last fall during a game in which his nephew was knocked out in a line smash." Sitting as still as stone and look-ing straight ahead, Frank heard the coach read a portion of the letter: " 'Mr. Merriwell is a sportsman wbo has always encouraged his nephew's love of athletics, but the shock of seeing Frank stretched on the ground and hearing a woman shriek that he had been killed caused him to collapse that day. Afterwards I found that Mr. Merri-well- 's heart had been seriously af-- fected by the shock, and it was I who pledged the boy to play no more football until I should say he might without apprehension that an-other, similar, accident might not have an even more serious reper-cussion on his uncle. And to make sure Asher Merriwell would not hear of what I had done, I asked Frank to tell nobody. Now, how-ever, I feel confident that Mr. Mer-riwell has so far recovered that I am willing to release the boy from his promise, as long as he's so anx-ious to play football again.' "That's all," concluded the coach, "and it ought to be enough to end the guessing and loose talk that's been going on." The whistle! The kick-off- ! The plunk of the lusty foot of a State kicker boosting the ball high and far toward the east goal, which Far-dal- e, having won the toss, had cho-sen to defend because of the fa-voring wind. Racing from the re-straining line, the maroon - dad State men blazed like a sheet of nwy'i at this stage of the season. We can stand them better now than later on.". Somehow Springall did not appear as much worried over losing a big shot as Frank had expected. Mulloy was waiting for Frank and they walked back to Union hall to-gether. The Irish boy was bubbling over with chuckles. "When they try to stop you they go to the hospital, me. lad," said Barney. "Maybe that'll ooze through Bascomb's thick head while his rib is mending. You busted it all right. That's the latest intelli-gence." "And that makes Fardale that much weaker," said Merry. "Who says so? Let me tell you something. It's Just been poured into my ear that the Grand Canyon was pushed on Fardale by some rich old grad with more influence than sense. It's done nowadays, you know. And he hasn't panned out. It's suspected that the coach was looking for a good excuse to bench him. Now be won't have to look any more, and he really ought to give you a loving cup." There was a long period of skull practice the following afternoon. State Second, the strong team Far-dal- e would meet Saturday, had been scouted in its first game, and Kane spent the best part of an hour dem-onstrating State's scoring plays flame across the field. Under wraps, Merriwell sat with the squad and saw the game begin. Elmer Davis was in there at right half, where Bascomb would have been had he not been hurt The kick, aimed for "coffin corner," was com-ing into his territory. He took the ball cleanly and was away, with two interferers sweeping in ahead to blaze a path for him. Twenty-tw- o yards of green sod were left be-hind his flying feet before he was slammed down by a State tackier. That was good. Good enough to bring a great cheer from the Far-dal- e crowd that packed the north stand. But State wasn't disturbed. They were brimming over with confi-dence, those fellows. This was a game they had reckoned in the bag before it started. Any team May-fiel- d could trim, even by the closest score, just had to be an easy bounce-aroun- d for them when they turned on the juice. Davis was on his feet again. If that hard tackle had jolted him much he didn't show it A quick huddle was followed by a shifting switch behind the line and a center buck, Davis carrying the balL But the State line was a stone wall through which no hole could be drilled, and Davis went down in the pile-u- Two yards lost (TO BE CONTINUED) "I've Never Been Afraid to Play Football, Sir," Said Frank. ready to go. It was a faked right-en- d run with t, spin and reverse around the left end. Tackle and guard opened the hole that let Bascomb go through on the jump, and he sheered to the left and cross-blocke- d Merry, who was charging. Frank's churning knees struck Bascomb's ribs a split-secon- d after he realized what was going to hap-pen. Over Bascomb's body he spun, hands outflung. His palms struck the turf. Like tempered springs his arms flung him upright on his feet again to complete the impromptu handspring. He wasn't confused. In his stride again,' he leaped at the interferer, who was coming round the end ahead of the runner, and laid him low. The safety man, coming at full speed, tackled the runner and smeared the play for a slight loss. Everybody who had seen Just what had happened was laughing. Bascomb wasn't. He was getting up, his hand pressed to his side, his face twisted with wrath and pain. Because of malicious eagerness to get at Merriwell and hurt him as much as possible Bascomb had made a cross-bloc- k worthy of the rankest amateur. eB." he said, when he could 1 ly "is it possible you've got ? m; being afraid to play football, lnell?" fy4 never been afraid to play lalj. sir," said Frank. M yeah?" Hugh's mouth a ' peried to lop off all the upper jtjfjkf his head with its expanding 'I'Then how come you laid i pn your team last year and jled it from the stand while it !n0,a licking by Torrence acade- - jtjdf It ever occur to you," Mer-- . '.ked. "that that might be my li, .so you've got a nasty come--' , have you?" said Bascomb, grin changing to something I and cruel. "Well, that just bies the account heavier to set- - '"Wngall interposed at this point. ,p it, both of you," he said. ti4t stuff is out, around here. The Jone to start It will be reported jaijelcoach, and what hell do 'Mr$ i will be enough." '"Jim sorry, Mr. Springall," apolo-"l- i Frank, "but Bascomb ought rjtit through his head before ithat I'm more than fed up yhjls funny business. But I'll f tSe slate when he's ready to ! t Quitting time." ai's real nice of you," said n)b sourly. "And I'll tell you ut everything will be all icq up then." glas a threat Merriwell did not i tjough he appeared to ignore S An enemy Bascomb would be ""bore tenacious and vindictive taJ person with the unstable-bf- ; Hodge. "t arrived presently and was s surprised to see Frank there, -- je jsaid nothing. coach, when he appeared, th& only person who did not J. surprise. Practically every-- ( noticed that. ,the field Kane turned the new Jover to Hanscomb, the assist---loac-a Fardale grad whose 1 duty was to Instruct in kic-ked passing. Two minutes later !caab was putting Merriwell fch a series of drop-kick- s, place .ahd punts of every variety, .the other men on the field tusy also, but many of them Sglances at Frank whenever an&id an opportunity to do so. --jtegre, naturally, very curious him. They suspected that jre had been brought to bear ! him out there, and it seemed ge that Kane would bother a Sntfwith a fellow reputed to potball quitter. ! (hfrg Merry darkly in a lull wn work. Bascomb was to by another man of the ll The coach had warned him about stuff like that, more than once. Now, as Bascomb rose to his feet again, Kane came swiftly toward him. "That'll be enough for you to-day," said the coach. "I'm tired of telling you." Then he turned and beckoned a substitute. "Come in here, Davis." Bascomb walked away slowly and left the field, still holding his hand to his side. Practice went on with-out him. When it was all over Kane asked the assistant coach: "What do you think of Merriwell's kicking?" ' "He's a natural," answered Hans-comb. 'Then don't try to coach him. Coaching hurts a fellow with nat-ural kicking ability more than it helps." "And he knows how to pass, as well. He's got an arm and he's rifle accurate." "Sounds like something. That was a stunt he did when Bascomb threw that low block at him." "Didn't I see itl He's better walk-ing on his hands than some of the would-bes.- " Kane almost smiled. "That sounds odd from an old pessimist like you. Are you telling me he doesn't be-long on the scrub?" "What 1 don't understand," said ! STAR ! f DXJST ! J Movie Radio J By VIRGINIA VALE EACH year the Paramount can be counted on to present a thrilling pan-orama of American history in the making, and this year they offer "Wells Fargo," which in many ways tops all previous efforts, even last year's "Plainsman, for sheer excitement. Tha adventure, heroism and ro-mance of developing coast to coast transportation bai the breathless sweep of fiction, doubly stirring because we know It is based on fact Joel McCrae and Frances Dee are the principals in the interwoven romance, and Bob Burns steps out of character to play a stalwart of the early West Bet- - Joel McCrae ter send children early to ice this one; they will want to stay all day. And they'll learn a lot of American history in a painless and entertain-ing fashion. Greta Garbo stole quietly away from Hollywood without even say-ing good-b- y to her closest friends and sailed away to Sweden to stay indefinitely. Her contract with er calls for on-ly one more picture, ,and it is likely that she will make that one in England. want Tru-man Bradley, narrator on the CBS Sunday Evening hour from Chi-cago, to go into motion pictures, but Mr. Bradley is reluctant to take a chance so they have arranged what is probably the most comprehensive series of tests ever given a per-former. For one whole month Brad-ley will make daily film tests in New York, flying back to Chicago weekly for his Sunday evening stint A new combination of talent is put-ting ever the "On Broadway" pro-gram heard over NBC. Don John-son, known to radio listeners as the comic Professor Figgsbottle, is writ-ing the program and the leading player is Alice Frost of the "Big Sister" cast. Fredric March and his wife, Florence Eldridge, are running into so much excitement on their stage tour, they are half tempted to write a scenario around their adventures. Recently, the company became fran-tic when one of the leading actors became ill just before a perform-ance. That persuasive Freddie March, who really should have been a salesman, talked Kay Johnson the film player into tackling the role after a brief rehearsal Miss John-son was traveling with the com-pany to be near her husband, John Cromwell, who directed the play as a sort of vacation from direcUng spectacular pictures like "The Pris-oner of Zenda." Anyone in Hollywood will tell you that a motion-pictur- e star is lucky if he can hold on to his popularity for five years. One of the lucky exceptions is Richard Dix who has just signed one of the biggest con-tracts of his life, aft-er fifteen years of uninterrupted popu-larity. R. K. O. plan to make a big West-ern speotacle, some-- thing on the order of "Cimarron." his "ard Dix biggest success. Like Jack Holt, another veteran, he gets better with age. Ethel Merman could have signed a motion-pictur- e contract any time during the past four years, but the popular blues singer preferred to make just one picture every year or so and then rush off to New York and forget about it In "Happy Landing" however, she is so well photographed and her voice so beau-tifully recorded that she has suc-cumbed to Twentieth Century-Fo- x , blandishments and will make pic-tures regularly for them frcm now on. Ethel, whose perfect phrasing has made her many a composer's favorite singer, thus adds one more chapter to an inspiring career. She was a stenograph. r, and speedy one, who used to get occasional en-gagements to sing at parties. Taking a chance, she went into a small night club at very low salary and within a few weeks had a contract to make Warner shorts. ODDS AND ENDS Son ja llenie has organized an tee carnival company that will tour several cities while ih wails for the scenario of her next pic-ture to be written . . . Jessica Drag-onett- e is being tempted by motion pic-ture offers again . . . Nobody can read Fred Allen's scripts but the comic him-self. His writing is microscopic ... Maureen O'Sullivan hurried back from Englund to play with Norma Shearer in "Marie Antoinette." Western Newspaper Union. lUcL PfdQi Scuyd: Xyjj Missing Those of Today Many of us are very busy loot ing for tomorrow's possibilities. A man's age commands venera-tion. A woman's commands tact. A man who is sure of himself doesn't have to "impress people." As a rule he doesn't care. A man may reject what is called "an opportunity" because he doesn't want a life of highly paid drudgery. Louder automobile horns are al-ways succeeded by still louder ones until the law stops them. How to Distinguish Small-Mout- h Bass From Large-Mout- h Kind Is Explained to a soft fin toward the rear. If the spiny portion of the fin Is al-most triangular in shape, and al-most separated from the soft por-tion, it is a large-mout- h bass. If the top of the spiny portion of the fin looks almost square cut, and if there is no sharp dip dividing this part from the soft fin, it is a small-mout- h bass. These two rules will enable you to identify the two species of bass if the fish are adults. Should the fish be immature, and they will be, if below the legal size of 10 inches. color markings will be evident. Large-mout- h bass have a black band running lengthwise of the body, along the middle of each side. Small-mout- h bass have transverse bars, after the manner of perch, but fainter. "The average fisherman will have no trouble at all distinguishing a small-mout- h bass from a large-mout- h bass, if he will remember just two simple differences between the two fish," says Dr. Carl Hubbs, curator of fishes for the University of Michigan Museum of Zoology. "In many books on fishes, the read-er is confused by being told to count the number of rows of scales," says Hubbs, who adds that "counting scales is a hard enough job for a man accustomed to do-ing that sort of thing, let alone an average fisherman." Here are Hubbs' rules for separating small-mout- h bass from large-mout- Draw a line vertically through the back of the eye. If the fish's upper Jaw extends back of this line, it is a large-mout- h bass. If the up-per jaw goes back only to a point under the eye, it is a small-mout- That's the first rule. To check your conclusion, apply Rule 2. Study the shape of the dorsal fin carefully. (This is the fin on top of the fish). You will notice that this fin is made up of two parts, a spiny part forward, joined May Change Name One Is under no legal obligation to bear the name of his parents, but it is customary for one to do so. 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