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Show 5 THE BULLETIN. WNGIIAM. UTAH IP " - 3 FRED piII Ml Every Wednesday Night I KEIIHY BAKER I M PORTIAWD II 1 1 W 1 N ALOOODMAN--t P7fOl I V--f ORCHUTU 1 U VI 1 IJJIBllillll'llil ill 1 CBS I1 The jerkin can also be made to contrast with odd skirts, the Bkirt to go with sweaters and jackets and the blouse to be worn with suits and jumpers. Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1296-- is de Igned for ilzcf 8, 10, 12, 14 and IS yean. Size 10 jerkin and skirt require lit yards h material; 2 yards Blouse with long sleeves requires Hi yards of h material; short sleeves, Vt yards. Send your order to: SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 149 New Montgomery Street Ban Francisco Calif. Enclose IS cents for each pattern. Pattern No Size Nam Address TT IS just like big sister's, that is A why this jerkin, skirt and blouse outfit will be so dear to the heart of your teen-ag- e daughter I She'll enjoy starting off to school in it the jerkin buttoned down the side, the skirt smoothly flaring and the blouse fresh and clean 1 Pattern No. 1296--B is the kind you know you can't go wrong with. You can make the skirt and jerkin in a long wearing corduroy, tweed, plaid wool or gabardine and make up a set of blouses in washable cottons (and one in wool jersey, for extra warmth). GAS OH STOMACH May Melt the Heart action At tht first lira of AlirtrM mwrt men and warn oVpalxl on loMU frot. No loia-t!- v bat nuulo of tht faatrnt-cttn- a m1wi knowa (or lymptomatlc nlfof of irutrie hjrptrackiitr. 1 f tho FIK.ST TRIAL, donn't pruv Mcll-a- bttr, rotura botUt to aa and twain 1XJUULK Monjr Back. m. 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CAMELS V mJ SMOKING CAMELS J :H jA ; ' , ARE MILDER, TOO J I ;f4w ; :J'fh NlcOTlN Jrr''A1 tfBsAf) ' J' P, IN 7HE SMOKE J M THE SMOKE OF SLOWER-BURNIN- G CAMELS CONTAINS v l 28 LESS NICOTINE than the average of the 4 other largest-sellin- g cigarettes rJl'l tested less than any of them according to independent '11 scientific tests of the smoke itselfI SsJ; 11 CA Tk TUT THE CIGARETTE f 1 i OF COSTLIER TOBACCOS ! ; Vanuhed Men SS ' I By GtCRCE MARSH feft ca ft j INSTALLMENT EIGHT I JZ river. Red drowned ., reported Susllon nr.v.u! . " ' Bay po,t They vlslt Isad" J fVimay, brother 1 on. that Isadore I t, made a Use ",Bl,l"t home wh" "ey m,et J half-bree- d (uld., gold strike ana .LTto keep "'V ,tepdanht"- - P--M -v-eyor.. out o, U,. country 71 ITlLTT 4 . In great danger yourself. Don't you realize they won't let you finish this survey-wo- n't let you leave this country?" "Forget the survey! I know Tete-Blanc-is after us. I saw him at the head of the lake. We'll take care of him. I came here to learn why you've got to leave Isadoras twinkled as he ut eyes ijjay read. "Some skirt iij boy!" he chuckled. gleams of light in Fin--, eyes as he handed the alone. "Read at, Red, with Blaise." Drawing e Garry gave him the message. "Is it a trick?" i place and when." "'I was frantic when I wrote you. It must have sounded delirious and strained but I was desperate. I'd just had a terrible scene with Jules. He insists on my marrying Felix Blon-del- l, his partner. I've refused time and time again. But he won't listen. Blondell handles the business in Montreal He's coming in the Au-gust plane. He drinks hard when he's here and I'm afraid of him." Finlay's face was flint-har- d as he listened. "Jules told me I'd had my chance and refused it," she went on, her breath quickening while her pulse beat in her throat. "He said when Blondell came in August I'd have neither his sympathy nor his protec-tion. I could take care of myself. Think of one's stepfather saying a thing like that!" Finlay's eyes were savage with dancing lights. "Isadore said that to you?" "Yes and more. It was ghastly! You don't know Jules Isadore!" she cried. "He can purr like a cat and be so smooth so charming. But he's as pitiless as a wolf. He killed my mother with his women and his heartlessness. Of course, he's given this country have disappeared. The police will be here soon." "Six men?" she gasped. "I've heard of only two!" "Six prospectors have disappeared and two men have been wounded." Finlay smiled significantly. "Your limp, that night!" she sud-denly cried, her eyes wide with un-derstanding. "You you were wound-ed in the leg on the way here?" "Yes." "They ambushed you on the Not-tawa- But you're all right? Oh, they'll stop at nothing! Do you un-derstand now why I've got to get away?" "Yes. What was Tete-Blanch- e do-ing there that night?" "I don't know." "Well, don't worry, we'll have you safe at Matagami by August." She gave a deep sigh. For a space they smoked in silence while Fin-lay's thoughts were busy with the mysterious plane. Then he glanced at her. She was smiling at him through curious eyes. "Charming gossip we're having on my bathing beach on this lovely July day!" she said ruefully. Her mood had suddenly changed. The compelling charm of her drove from his head all thoughts of Isa-dore. A beautiful girl sat beside him, desirable, baffling. And in her slow smile was veiled challenge. "You swim here often?" Her eyes were busy with a trim moccasin toying with the sand. She raised them and her lip curled. "Fishing for an invitation to Join the beautiful mermaids? If you are, you're distinctly not invited. We usually swim in our scales, you know." She flung herself around, facing him, and impulsively took his hand. "What children we are!" she cried. "This is the second time I've ever talked with you, Garry Finlay, and I'm babbling like a sub-de- b at her first big dance." "I never met one but I'm sure I'd love sub-debs- ." He leaned toward her. "Do you know how lovely you are and how dangerous?" he said. A warm undertone of pink pushed up over her neck and cheeks. She seemed suddenly confused. "It's growing late! I've got to go!" She was on her feet "You'll take me to Matagami when I write? How can I thank you for daring to come? Oh, it's like a reprieve from a death sen-tence! I want to dance and sing!" She stood beside her canoe grasping her paddle. Her voice quavered: "Au revoir! Very nice and reckless man!" Her eyes danced dangerous-ly. "When you send word, I'll come!" he said, thickly. He slid her canoe into the water, turned and with a quick movement had her in his arms. With a swift catch of the breath she flung back her dark head and smiled up at him. He kissed her hair and eyes and responsive mouth. "You sorceress!" he choked. "You've bewitched me! Courage, midnight eyes! I'll take you to Mata-gami. Good-b- Beautiful!" She gave a low laugh as her arm tightened on his neck, and for a moment returned his kisses, then breaking away, leaped into the ca-noe and paddled off. Reaching the point, she blew a kiss with her hand and passed from sight. His pulses drumming, Finlay stood at the edge of the water, groping for his mental balance. With her charm and changing moods Lise Demarais had played on his senses as a mu-sician on a harp, run the gamut from laughter to tears. The hard-boile- d Garry Finlay had been pliant in her hands as a willow sprout, but in the end she had left him wondering whether she was sincere or a con-summate actress. At the thought he glanced up and down the beach. The shore was deserted. Still under the spell of the girl who had paddled away, he started for the spruce point to meet the Peterboro. Again he felt her arms on his neck, her warm lips, looked into the dancing depths of her eyes. He had reached a stretch of shore piled with boulders and had cut back into the bush where the walking was easier when the brittle snap of a dry stick stopped him in his tracks. His body stiffened while his right hand moved under his shirt to the stock of his .45. "What's that?" he muttered. Again there was a movement in the brush somewhere in front of him. Finlay slipped behind a spruce, his eyes stabbing the surrounding un-dergrowth. Then, from his rear, came a sound in the scrub and he Battened under the low branches. "So it was acting after all" A wave of remorse chilled him like a bitter wind as he lay beneath the overhanging boughs. Surrounded as he knew he must be caught in trap his ears strained for movements of the men who hunted him while his thoughts hung to the girl who had so lightly led him to this. (TO I E COMI.M ED) .t came the guttural re-O- ld trick! He bait you wid slowly shook his head, at girl's in trouble! She rite that way otherwise, rtat Red thinks." ,dubious eyes were still tht sheets of blue paper l At last he grunted: a tough letter to dope Td hate to trust a hair ;:k head of hers and yet ie the living truth. If ' , jcheme to get you to : so they can drill you, I --j hat to her, she's a lell you she's desperate! jldn't prompt her to write It's real. It's a cry from j, But what can be the ce? I knew the night of something worried her." ioughtfully scratched his .eyes wrinkled quizzical-7- , have you happened to j only a stepdaughter? I --mebbe he's been both- - It of that. It's possible t. Let me read it again." tent over the blue sheets i fragrant. Could that girl ;ct out a part like this? .is better Judgment told :.er was a decoy. Jfian, this Isadore!" he i, "If he's behind this, :er warn us of Just what : to do, to make it sound : he's sized me up as a :so'll fall for this maiden stuff. Well, he's right!" ! had been fed, Louis Mi-i- d back with Finlay's an-nus "Yes!" CHAPTER IX i later a Peterboro hung i few miles east of Isa-jo- st In the boat a man irough binoculars for a ;!ed by a woman, ail ambush, Blaise, she up," insisted Finlay, "for ;ect me to land early at to wait for her. They'll ir.d will hop on me at would they gain by wait-gin- g her into it? She hit" "u. Red, they'll never let .'it's an ambush. There'd t in it. If she does come, 'tat I trust her believe in you realize how humiliat-- i be to know that I think e of tricking me like that pect her and am bringing what you mean, but I t I want to be handy in "Jble." Kiu, Red." Sain raised the glasses, tis!" he announced, qui-'a- s conscious of the sud-?o- f his heart. "Whew!" :e-- as a wave of elation 4 him, "have I got it as it?" "boro reached the spruce Garry stepped out. "So ;e! See you soon and I'll 'thing to tell! Bo'-jo- ', ave of his hand Finlay Ms long walk. Lise Dem-ther- e waiting, when he white beach. He sud--e- d how she had obsessed :! since he last saw her that night at Isadore's. her desperation she had kirn. N beside her canoe. ' I knew you'd cornel" d his hand. 'fh color from her long was even lovelier than Umbered her. "Could any refused to come after !er?" Dwing what you do, most 'have been afraid. They ve trusted me." ' mind reader, as I told I'm worried about you, ifais.' "so a brave man." There 'n her sloe-blac- k eyes bis blood singing. "Let's ' It's a long story." 'herself on the sand, of- - cigarette from a silver "one herself. For a time d. clasping her knees toed straight before her ls 'ike black brush strokes asparent skin. if Baze moved from the f her long bob and the !e' to her round throat, ow why I should have ,0u in my trouble," she rJf,ss it's because you're Lise Demarais was there waiting. me a home, education, clothes. But his word has always been law. Cor-inn- e and I live like children; are told nothing. He's so secretive. Why we're positive there's something queer going on here, now, at Was-wanip- i, but we don't know what it is." Finlay was alive with interest. "Queer? What do you mean?" "Every summer, in August, a plane flies down from the north. Later, it goes south but it carries no fur. Why should a plane fly here every August and go south empty?" Garry Finlay, also, wanted the an-swer to that question. At last he had struck something. "That's strange!" he said, his face as im-passive as wood. "It always comes in August, you say?" "Yes. That's why I warned you not to stay here until August. I overheard Jules boast to Batoche that no prospectors nosing around here in August would ever see home. He thinks you're prospectors, you know." "Then he's struck gold and wants to keep it a secret?" "Corinne and I think so. We've an idea he ships the gold dust and nug-gets in bags ' on that plane and doesn't want anyone to know about it." "But why should it come from the Bay?" "We don't know but he seems to want to hide the direction from which it comes. That's sure. He's nervous as a cat, then, won't even have Indians around the place." Finlay wondered v what he had stumbled into. A plane from the Bay! What did that mean? Then he said: "Mrs. Isadore got the drugged wine intended for us. What did he intend to do drop us in the lake?" "No, I think he wanted to search you learn who you were. I was so afraid something would happen. I wanted to warn you. Then I saw that hideous Tete-Blanch- After you left Jules struck Corinne for drink-ing that wine struck her in the face. He was like a madman." "Nice fellow! Of course he knows he can't last long at this game. A-lready six men who have entered By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) AFTER Veronica Lake her screen debut in "I Wanted Wings," there was plenty of comment about what fashion experts call the "plunging neckline" of her attire. Veronica's necklines held the all-tim- e record for plunging; for a while they attracted almost as much attention as Dorothy Lamour's sa-rongs. In "This Gun for Hire" the blonde bombshell is going to eive the clothes-conscio- public another jolt; this time she's going to wear tights. The script's to blame she's cast as an entertainer in a night club who does sleight of hand tricks and sings, and that seems to call for tights. That is, it evidently does in Hollywood. Telegraphers are going to have more fun than anybody when Eleanor Powell does that new tap dance in "I'll Take Manila"; to most : 1 it 1 I ;;lp-'''- 'N ELEANOR POWELL of us it will be just a swell dance, but we're told that wireless opera-tors will read a definite message in the taps! raramount's fixed Dp a bannister cycle for us not Barbara Bannister, but the kind that accompanies stairs. In "Birth of the Blues" Carolyn Lee power-dive- s down one, smack into Bing Crosby, In "The Great Man's Lady" Barbara Stanwyck slides down another, in crinolines. For "The Wizard of Ar- - kansas" Bob Burns shoots the ban-nister chutes, but Burns, of course, is different; he picks np a splinter on the way. And this, it is felt, win definitely end the bannister cycle. Richard de Rochemont, managing editor of The March of Time, says that filming "The Story of the Vati-can" was like a vacation. Since 1934 he has been chasing film scoops, and more than once he's escaped death by a narrow margin. "At the Vatican I had a good crew of tech-nicians, all our locations were in a small area, and there were no in-trigues or subversive movements to be dealt with," says he. The latest March of Time is "Sailors With Wings," which traces the development of the navy's air service and how it operates in part-nership with the fleet; it's vital and absorbing, one of those pictures that you won't want to miss. The manager of an RKO theater on Long Island heard patrons imi-tating the voice of the RKO Pathe rooster so often that he finally ar-ranged a contest and let them crow for cash and poultry; several hun-dred persons mounted the stage and crowed like mad. Glenn Ford almost sailed off to distant ports the other day as a way of getting into the right mood for "Martin Eden," his next picture. He was just stepping on board a freighter, believing that its next stop was San Francisco, when a produc-tion assistant raced to the dock and stopped him. He wanted to sign on as a seaman and see what it was like. But life minutes later the freighter sailed for Honolulu. The radio scoop of the year is the signing of Shirley Temple to do four programs for one of the big watch manufacturers. For the first time in her career she'll be on the air regularly Friday evenings, Decem-ber 5 to 26, 10 to 10:30, Eastern Standard Time, on CBS. She will do a series of four Christmas pro-grams, in which she will sing and present Christmas playlets, and her salary for the month's work will be $50,000. Radio sponsors have been pursuing the young star for years. ODDS AiD ENDS -- Hold Buck is holding bock other pictures, theater owners have found it so popu lar that they're extending its run, and it's running nerk and neck in receipts uith "Caught in the Drnjl," Vara mount's top grosser of the year . Oscar Levant, of "Information I'lease" and a couple of pictures, has been signed to u term contract by I'nru-moun- t . . Beru yn, Okla., uill nppi ar on new maps as Gene Autrey, Okla . . Jeanette McDonald and Nelson Eddy are reunited again in "I Married tin Angif . . . Milton llerle can Irlt five f'lkes a minute and keep up that pan lot two hours without repeating one Evil Offspring Jealousy is said to be the off-spring of Love. Yet, unless the parent makes haste to strangle the child, the child will not rest till it has poisoned the parent. J. C. and A. W. Hare. Lincoln's Beard Result Of Little Girl's Suggestion A little girl from Westfleld, N. Y., once wrote Abraham Lincoln a let-ter as follows; "I am a little girl, eleven years old . . . have you any little girls about as large as I am ... If you will let your whiskers grow, you would look a great deal better for your face is so thin ... I must not write any more answer this right off. Good bye. Grace Bedell." A few months later, Lincoln let his beard grow. On one of his trips he passed through Westfleld and immediately sent for Grace. He thrilled her by pointing to his beard and saying: "You see I let those whiskers grow for you, Grace." Father of Mischief It (gambling) is the child of avarice, the brother of iniquity, ' and the father of mischief. George Washington. Empty Talk No mortal has a right to wag his tongue, much less wag his pen, without Baying something. Car-lyl- e. Women Are Cooler Women are usually cooler than men not only because of their lighter-weig- ht clothing but also be-cause of their lower metabolic rate, says Collier's. A recent se-ries of scientific experiments re-veals that, on the average, wom-en's limbs are three degrees cool-er, their arms four degrees cooler and their hands and feet five de-grees cooler than those of men Youth's Dreams How beautiful is youth! How bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams. Longfellow. |