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Show i THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM. UTAH Alex Finds It Smooth Going! Barrel junipers usually play safe with papier mache dummies. But Alex Hurd, Olympic record holder and jumping star of the Sun Valley Ire Show at the New York World's Fair, shows his self confi-dence by leaping over steel drums full of Quaker State motor oil. Adv. " " . . & j 1 nnn n? t? TALBOT MUNDY . C TALBOT MUNDY-W- NU SERV1 fast as Lynn. And then Rundhia stood in the way, smiling, careful not to embarrass Lynn with gallan-try. "Nothing." he said in English, to the Maharanee. "A twisted ankle A bruise. A little badly shaken I believe. My doctor is attending to her. Won't you introduce me to the goddess?" The Maharanee purred. She un-veiled her face. She put her arm around her lamplit protegee: "Lynn darling, this is my nephew Prince Rundhia. He is a bad boy, but I do hope you will like each other. Rundhia, this is Miss Lynn Harding, who is teaching me how Americans do things; and I am hav-ing such fun pretending she is one of us. I wish she werel Oh, how I wish it." Presently, when the doctor came out, Rundhia eyed him in the lamp-light with a stare that made the Bengali flinch. He did his best to look like a confidential, dignified re-tainer, but it didn't work. Aunty had broken his dignity, and his fear of the Prince had no covering left. He almost stammered: "Nothing broken. Tape iodine-banda-ges. She will soon recover." He made a sudden, nervous effort to regain the feeling of being impor-tant and on the inside of events. "Have you heard that Captain Nor-wood, of the Royal Engineers, has It's like a spur that dug too deep and keeps on working inward. It irritates abundant energy that has no outlet. Add boredom to that, and what have you?" "It sounds like an explosive mix-ture. Aren't you afraid you may blow up? I believe you're sorry for yourself." "Sorrow is not In me," he retort-ed. "I don't know the emotion." "Not even when you make mis-takes?" "I never make them. A mistake is what a fool does to an opportunity. All that I have lacked until now is a real opportunity." Mrs. Harding's voice came through the guesthouse window sharply impatient: "Lynn! Lynn! Where are you?" "All right, Aunty. I'm coming." Experienced tyranny knows count-less ways of compelling submission. Aunty groaned on a sumptuous bed: "No, don't let me trouble you. Don't let me be a nuisance. I am sure that the cares of a palace must be more than enough. You must try to forget my existence. Lynn can look after me." Lynn's eyes met the Maharanee's deep unto deep. The Maharanee looked rather like a New York East-sid- e Jewess who has risen through the ruck of immigration to the ranks of affluence and prestige. matronly, kind, but aware that the world is full of pitfalls: aware that the world needs kindness, but can misinterpret and cruelly re-sent good intentions. She had the genius, gentleness, iron. She had also a will that no Deborah Harding could bully to obedience. Lynn undid a necklace from the palace heirlooms, and handed it to the Maharanee. She began to re-move a bracelet, but the complicat-ed fastening prevented. She held out her wrist. "Please. I must get into some clothes that Aunty thinks respecta-ble and stay with her." The mild, plump Maharanee coun-tered with surprising firmness: "Darling, we will expect you to dinner. Yes, I will take the jewelry because it must be returned to the Keeper of the Jewels. I will choose two women from my own attend-ants who shall take care of Mrs. Harding. She almost flounced out, giving Aunty no time to reply. There was silence until the drum-bea- t of the horses' hooves died away along the drive in the direction of the palace. Then Aunty spoke: "This comes of making social con-cessions. I never heard of such audacity. Did you hear her speak to ne as if I were a servant or a charity patient? Go and take off that immodest costume. It suggests a fancy-dres- s ball in a bad house. "Aunty, the doctor has promised to return with something to relieve the pain, so that you will get some sleep." "Sleep! While you are doing what in the palace? Do you think I am deaf, blind? Do you think I have forgotten your flirting on board ship and in hotels until I blushed for you? I heard you, through the win-dow, talking to Prince Rundhia." "Aunty, I think I hate you. It makes me feel mean and ungrate-ful. I would so much rather love you." "I have left off hoping to be loved," said Aunty. "I demand your respect. That may teach you to respect yourself and so merit the respect of your equals. Love? Gratitude? Illusions! I have learned that." Lynn went and changed into black silk Chinese pajamas. They would remind Aunty of that fancy-dres- s ball on board ship, when the penni-less son of a Tirhoot planter had made the pace so hot that Aunty I nearly had fits. Lynn stared at her own reflection in the mirror, not quite liking it She smiled at her-self, just to see what the smile would look like. The Maharanee returned from the palace, excited, fawned on by four women. Two meek men-servant- s followed her with baskets of provi-sions. Lynn ran to greet her. The Maharanee almost squealed at the sight of Lynn in black pajamas with her golden hair massed in becom-ing contrast. "Wonderful! But no, that won't do! Yes it will, yes it will! I forget. I am so excited, I forget! We are to have an informal supper party at the palace, instead of dinner truly, truly unconventional modern a picnic!" "Oh, my God!" said Aunty. But the Maharanee could be as deaf as Fate when it pleased her to be. She continued, almost breath-less: "His Highness my husband" (she always spoke of the Maharajah as His Highness my husband) "has heard that Captain Norwood Is in Kadur. Captain Norwood is a Royal Engineer. He is said to be a man of great attainments. His Highness my husband is very eager to be pleasant to him." "Engineer?" said Aunty. "Yes, he is to make a survey of the Kadur River. It would not be etiquette to notice him until after he makes his formal call, which he should do tomorrow. However, I persuaded His Highness my hus-band, who is a very conventional man, but now and then he listens to me." She turned to Aunty: "We are so, so sorry, Mrs. Harding, that you can't be with us." "I will spare you that regret." she answered. "I will be there. You have a rickshaw? Your women can help me to dress, I don't doubt. Lynn and I will be leaving as soon as I am fit to travel. A last sup-per in your palace will be some-thing to remember." "Oh, how gracious of you," said the Maharanee. "But are you quite sure " The Bengali doctor appeared, cau-tious, with a bedside confidential air that did not, however, prevent the Maharanee from instinctively veil-ing her face. "Mrs. Harding, I have a little pel-e- t for you, just one little pellet, prepared specially." "Thank you, I don't take pellets." The doctor hesitated. The Ma-haranee spoke through her veil: "Mrs. Harding is coming to sup-per at the palace." "Oh?" said the doctor. "Well, perhaps she will take the medicine at supper. Shall I send it by a l servant? She should take it with a little piece of bread or with a glass of water." "Thank you, you needn't trouble," said Mrs. Harding. "I need no med-icine." "Come, Lynn." The Maharanee could hardly wait while Lynn looked for a wrap. "So long, Aunty. See you later." "Does she never consult an astrol-oger?" the Maharanee asked. Lynn laughed: "She did once and only once!" "But you? You believe in them?" "I think the answer is no. I know so little about them practically nothing. But aren't they charlatans? I've always been told that they are." "Oh, many of them are," the Ma-haranee admitted. "There are char-latans in all professions. We have a very good court astrologer. I will order him to cast your horoscope. In fact, I have already consulted him about it." "What fun! But please do keep it secret from Aunty. She would have conniption fits." (TO UK COM IM ED) tit fiisfi si'Norsis IZrwood Has been sent Carl NEn?"an1 to the Kadur lon with his 'Brvont. Moses O'Leary, """t No'Vood's job is to fi to determine whether or to the ruler, the "f",Kur Norwood calls on Kncv to pay his initial way he catches a Zo women in a palace car- - "tr he knows to be 'frf Kadur. O Leary later vounj; woman Is an 'Earned I vnn Harding, who mS Deborah Harding, is "l oalace. On a sightseeing Vprains an ankle, and !ia for aid. Prince d nephew of the $ her rescue. S1PTER -3-- jarding had been becoming ;..,, The skillful tyranny vj moneyed fostering had the natural ran to postpone "of youth to an age at which Is are steadying down. Rebellion had hardly more Aged twenty-two- , she denied the democratic 'college education, "thoheld the purse-string- s, at colleges corrupt; and l knew, was so. No one age Aunty's opinions. Lynn "rid to change Aunty. But "learned to be strategic and watic. She had assented, enthusiasm, to become en-- 5 1 decadent F.F.V. But ijjty's first reverse had :er completely An it will and an irresistible ? met. Lynn blew up. She -- erely brc:ik the engage-jh- e smashed it. She scat-- 3 splintered fragments reck- - ;7beat a strategic retreat, ied on a world tour. It t: fairly successful, barring :il incidents on shipboard ntels. The almost incredi-ij'jfu- l Lynn had received mention from unpedigreed, -- rate uncertified, strangers laity on the war-pat-iitish officers in India had ay plenty to worry about, mitation from the Maha-'- , Kadur had come like a : It gave Lynn a romantic enthusiasm in impeccably :b!e surroundings, where vere no undesirable men to :7's dream of a correct and duential marriage. j Prince was a staggerer, sen absent when the Hard-;fed- , frequently mentioned expected to return for sev-4- u from what was spoken vacation. Aunty had had a 'i at him in the full glare flights of the Rolls-Royc- 'a worse shock than the and the twisted an-:- s resembled one of those Argentine plutocrats who Wupt Paris until the price nd wheat reduced them to i of common mortals. A Sgureof a man, perfectly Manners that only money T and cynicism support. rJ eyes, without a trace of Jty and not yet betraying - having lived too furious-conquerin- g male. Heir 'was old as England's, "'.onishing strength he lifted 2m the earth and placed her springed cushions that :(r sigh with physical relief -- Jl horror. Aunty knew she gainst it. The Prince drove skill. He avoided bumps. dthe guard at the palace with the voice of a and a vocabulary instinctively knew was 4 At the inched entrance Mouse patio, he lifted M caused servants to come ''nto a burning house. He "mediately for his private 'tor, a member of his 'hold. 'Went, Mrs. Harding, I as- - Discreet. I guarantee." '"multaneously with the 7 we Bengali doctor, who fuishly disereet and more 'Alty than if she were J wn widow, the Maha-carr'ag- e drew up, with its . snorting on top of the fJLynn, too full of excite- - alarm and fun and sym-,eniemb-she should veil ; e could hear her aunt e Pen guesthouse win- 's, ?ume runring into the Tia's headlights. ,.,ou? vvhat is wrong l'has hmt herself. My " "d some women are ex-- : bren bones. I believe 7' as obvious, thought i,king the doc. calli,,,; him a fool. make the word sound ; 'lplln 'A a flunkey caught u 7ul "f tha carriage. whe Aunty s yells. . r..uw,rlf. with eagerness "''in a v b fijured guest with she coUid.,'t run as "Wonderful! But no, that won't do!" arrived? He is in camp outside the city." Rundhia looked startled. The doc-tor continued: "He has with him an Eurasian named Moses O'Leary who, they say, already is poking his ugly nose into what is none of his business." Lynn Harding stood examining the Rolls-Royc- She was quite used to luxury, but even Hollywood owned nothing like that thing. Its gadgets and gold-plate- adornments were a sufficiently good excuse for giving Aunty's temper time to cool off. So she lingered, letting the Maharanee go alone into the guesthouse. Alone-nes-of course, included three serv-ants, but a Maharanee is lucky who endures only six eyes to watch what she does, and six ears to hear what she says. Lynn could not hear what Prince Rundhia was saying to the doctor, but he was doing all the talking and she felt fairly sure that he was talking about her. He strode toward her looking as deadly d as Mephistophe-Ies- . Lynn fell on guard. "You win," said Rundhia. "Win what?" "Whatever you came for "I came for a good time." "Uh-uh- ? Been having it?" "Yes. Your aunt has been con-ducting me into Indian mysteries." "We have none," said Rundhia. We are "We are an open book. three hundred and fifty million peo-ple of whom car-ries every single one his heart on his sleeve. You Have you a heart . are the mystery. Where is it?" Lynn laughed: "Is that any of your business?" ti Of course it's my business. "Why?" "Because you are the most beauti-ful mystery I have ever seen. Ev-ery mystery is an invitation to find the right key." "Oh, are you a detective? -- You bet I am. I've detected your cruelty. You intend to keep guessing. I can't endure t me Lynn laughed again: "Should 1 pity you?" "No Pit. and compassion are the twin curses of India. We're so compassionate to one another that another for not being we hate one miserable than we are even more so as to be able to mop up greater floods of useless pity. "So you're an iron man. a jellyfish. I haye a due to disposition, fromack of use. have dried "Oh are you lazy? No: Iron has entered into me. Stair"II iist k Bisecting a Comedian "k John Hubbard Zooms k Orson in Tough Spot Hy Virginia Val 1 IF YOU'RE interested in taking a comedian apart and seeing what makes him funny on the screen, consider Stan Laurel's shoes. Of course, shoes have always been an important part of a come-dian's wardrobe Charlie Chaplin's, for instance but Laurel makes use of them in such a way that the audience isn't conscious of the part they play. The shoes he wears when making pictures have no heels that's all there is to it They give him that strange, rolling gait, and you laugh at the way he walks without know-ing why. They also help in giving him the e appearance that contributes so much to his perform-ances. Watch him in his latest picture, "A Chump at Oxford," and you'll realize how much those trick shoes do for him. It took John Hubbard Just two years to a day, after he reached Hollywood, to climb to the top the top being the leading role in "The Housekeeper's Daughter," Joan Bennett's new Hal Roach picture. Hubbard was discovered by Oliver Hinsdell, Paramount talent coach, in one of the Goodman theater plays in Chicago. Paramount gave him some F - .;-- ' M . ' ' JOHN HUBBARD small roles, and then he went to Metro, where Mervyn LeRoy re-named him "Anthony Allen" per-haps you remember seeing him in "Dramatic School," with Louise Rainer. Hal Roach liked his work and per-sonality so much that he persuaded Metro to let him assume the rest of Hubbard's contract, and once more our hero became John Hubbard. Keep your eye on him he may turn out to be one of the screen's top-flight leading men. Hollywood's sore-ly in need of some new ones right now. Orson Welles, the actor who be-came famous all over the country when he unintentionally spread ter-ror with that Mars broadcast, is in a spot where he's going to be great-ly envied, and, later, greatly panned by many of those who envy him at present. For he has done what nobody else ever has. He's never made a pic-ture, but the contract he signed with RKO permits him to produce and direct his first one, and st.ir In it as well. The picture will be based on Joseph Conrad's "Heart of Dark-ness," and if it Is good Welles will practically have the motion picture industry in his pocket. Don Ameche and his wife named their first son Ronald, and their sec-ond, Donald; nicknamed "Ronnie" and "Donnie," they seemed to have started something in the way of names. When the third son came ha war name Thomas Anthony he'll be "Tommie," of course, which doesn't quite rhyme. But the senior meches didn't care for "Connie" or "Johnnie" and couldn't think of any other names that would do. Rudy Vallee felt that he'd sung "My Time Is Your Time" to the same sponsor long enough, and that's why he's leaving them in Sep-tember. It's a relationship that is ending, the longest of its kind in radio history. Vallee has been responsible for uncovering a great deal of radio talent, and In developing the vaudeville type of ra-dio program that has been so widely imitated. But it seems likely that the one thing he'll be remembered for is introducing Charlie McCarthy to the radio public, and keeping him on the air until he was well enough known to find a place of his own. ODDS AXD ESDS After a year'i absence Wayne King and his orchestra will return to the air in October; King has been on a personal appearance tour since last fall . . . Beryl Mercer's death leaves a vacancy thai u ill be hard for the movie makers to fill . . . Johnny Green's new piano concerto, "Music for Elizabeth," will be played by Jose tturbi at Carnegie Hall this autumn; the "Elizabeth" is Johnny's wife, for. merly Betty Furness, of the movies. (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) line from A to B, and a curve from B to the lower right cor-ner. Place the edge marked C on a fold of the goods. , The diagonal ends are pleated and stitched into a band as at D. For the end pieces, cut paper 15 inches wide and 24 inches deep. E is 3 inches below the upper left corner. F is 9 inches in from the upper right corner. G is 6 inches down from the upper right corner. Finish the top as at II. The offer of the two 25-ce- sew-ing books containing 90 1IOW TO SEW articles that have not ap-peared in the paper will be with-drawn soon. At present you can get both books for the price of one; but don't delay; send 25 cents with name and address to Mrs. Spears, 210 S. Dcsplaines St., Chi-cago, 111., and both books will be sent by return mail, postpaid. AN IMPORTANT speaker was scheduled, and the club rooms were looking rather shabby. The decorating committee reported that formal draperies would lend an air of distinction. The funds wouldn't stretch and the commit-tee wouldn't give up. Finally, ev-ery cent was put into material. Sewing machines hummed and here is a sketch of the miracle that was wrought. Here also are the dimensions that were used for making patterns for the graceful valance sections which were fas-tened over rods with snaps. For the looped section, cut pa-per 18 inches deep and half as wide as the window measured over the frame. From the upper right corner to point A is half of the window width less two inches. Point B is 6 inches below the up-per left corner. Draw a diagonal Cereak comeandCereakqoli tS3!tf lELLOGG'S toasted Corn tfiMufy' piakes remain' year jj after year, America's II J favorite the largest-- I tvMyA se,Mn9 ready,o"ea, 1 V'.'iiiTM A cereal in the worldl ill""' Copr-- 19J9 by KeTlogf Company f A mWm 0 I I V7"OU can depend on the special iC I C H sales the merchants ot our V V 1 I town announce in the columns of this paper. They mean money TUC CDCriAiC savin8 to our readers. It always pays OrtVilALj to patronize the merchants who advertise. They are not afraid ot their merchandise or their prices. HOUSEHOLD vjjrk QlESTIONSp Scorches on Linen. To remove light scorches from linens, wet the stained area with cold water and expose it to the sun until the stain disappears. Labor-Savin- A small closet placed above the sink for holding dishwashing necessities is quite a labor-savin- g device. A rack may be made to hold the dish pan if the sink is too low. Cleaning Garden Hands. Work-ing in the garden makes the hands grimy and hard. About half a teaspoon of ordinary sugar, mois-tened and rubbed into the hands with a soapy lather will clean them and leave them beautiful and smooth. To Clean White Raincoat. Cut up two ounces of good yellow soap and boil it in a little water till dis-solved, then let it cool a little and stir in half an ounce of powdered magnesia. Wash the raincoat with this, using a nail brush for the soiled parts; rinse off the dirty soap and dry with a clean cloth. a UOTESJlt SENSE OF HUMOR "'TpHERE is no danger of a dictator- - fell ip in this country so long as Aniericuns retain their Sonne of humor. "Humor is a symbol of liberty und freedom in a country where we can see the ridiculous side of politics. W hen there is a repression of laughter and witticism about politiral personages such as now exists in Europe, the loss of other liberties is on the way." Dr. George K. Vincent, former presi-dent, Rockefeller Foundation. No Explanation Offered for Planet Mystery Astronomers of the late Nine-teenth and early Twentieth cen-turies spent some 40 years disprov-ing the discovery of a new planet between Mercury and the sun, writes Dr. Heber D. Curtis, director of the University of Michigan ob-servatories, in an article in the Michigan Alumnus Quarterly Re- - UDuring the total eclipse of 1878, says Dr. Curtis, two bright, star-like objects near the sun were ob-served by Michigan's Prof. James Craig Watson, one of America's leading astronomers and, according President James B. An-ee- ll to former the most brilliant man ever graduated from the University of Michigan. The existence of a planet inside the orbit of Mercury had long boen predicted by theoretical as-tronomers, he writes, although the been seen. Wat-son's body bad never observations, therefore, he heralded as the discov-ery S5V were member of our plan-etar- v of a new family. Confirming Watson's riic".very. he adds, were the of Prof. Lewis Swift, who e nv one of the bodies only a few seconds later than Watson during " c same eclipse.observations cf the Not until the total eclipse of 1918 did scientists give up Watson's discovery as a mistake, although no one had ever been able again to observe either of his two intramercurial bodies. During each eclipse from 1878 until that time, astronomers set up and ran intramercurial cameras in the search for Vulcan, as the "theoret-ical" planet had been named. "These famous observations of Watson's," Dr. Curtis asserts, "defy any satisfactory explanation. Per-haps as probable a theory as any is that he saw a moderately bright comet with an almost stellar nu-cleus." The relative strong illumi-nation of the sky background, he explains, would have prevented the detection of a tail, while the failure of astronomers to find the comet after it had left the immediate vicin-ity of the sun is explained by the fact that all comets enormously de-crease in brilliance as they leave the sun, and a small one observed near the sun might never be seen again because its light would di-minish by hundreds of times within a short time. While this theory may explain one of Watson's intrnmer-curia- l objects, says Dr. Curtis, no explanation has been offered tot the other |