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Show THE BULLETIN, RING HAM. UTAH (ST Br ARTHUR STRINGER w . S. SA- 4.ea-h- 1 ' ' vv rAg: To ssva Nor-'i- - isnkraptcy, Cmier u, partner, AUa 'JSJej sci.ntUt named of tn trumpeter .aoa lor air eorps SkVulea dHPPotot Zt th. company tail ftsoU eU",t' enable Crofer ?r And lfi?kf UU. htm f aade meet. Lynn In ker to help a man Jdrflnansht Tb. 7,01 to be Slim inm-- it little better than , iib tbi story. Led closer as the yel--L wiping his hands on fcrried out Lrked man righted the "You've had enough already." .he ,ald, quietly Impersonal pin si Lynn busied . hypodermic. asked Slade. wai the !y there's a we'll have to close you get it?" twitched. But he re-- i. Jt a drink first?" he turned back to iLynn impersonal, already," that jab?" look of the room that the fight had one. Jeclined to speak. It was man in the door-fc- e the silence. you'd better do is see Sister Nadeau over at St Gabriel's." "When?" asked the man with the bandaged head. "Tomorrow or next day," said Lynn as she closed her bag and stood up. "I won't be" But Tumstead, for some reason, left that sentence unfinished. He shrugged and glanced at Slade. Then his g gaze went back to Lynn. " "I'd rather have you do my dress-ing tomorrow," he said as he reached for her hand. Slade was nettled at the open insolence in that gesture. "Hasn't she done enough for you?" he demanded. Slade's smile was brief and slight-l- y bitter. "That," he affirmed, "is some-thing not easy to get out of your system." "You'll have to, some day," she reminded him. He seemed to catch a faint glim-mer of hope from that. "There's only one thing," he said, "could ever turn me into a chair-warmer- "What?" she asked. "You," he answered with unex-pected grimness. She did not look up at him. But she quickened her stride a little. "I thought we weren't going into that again." He knew it was useless to argue Tumstead lifted a languid eye to his fellow-flye- r. "Is she letting you make her de-cisions?" he inquired. The derisive note in that inquiry brought Slade's gaze about to the girl's face. But in that face he found nothing to help him frame an answer. "Let's go," Lynn said with her first sign of impatience. Tumstead, stretched out full-leng-on his couch, looked after them as they moved toward the door. "Since you're going," he said, still casually insolent, "which way are you heading? I mean you, Slade." The younger flyer swung about and studied the blanched face under its swathing bandages. "I'm flying Into the Anawotto country tomorrow," he announced. Tumstead's lips made a whistling sound. "So they hooked you for that flight!" Slade, looking down, could see the older pilot smiling up at the ceiling. "What do you know about it?" he demanded. the point But that newer look ol firmness in her face brought an an-swering firmness to his own slightly rebellious lips. For at the back ol his mind lurked a suspicion that more and more refused to stay down. "Were you going to the front be-cause Barrett Walden was there?" he asked. It was his effort to keep all trace of bitterness out of his voice, apparently, that brought a small and womanly smile to Lynn's lips. "Barrett Walden's not at the front" she said. "He's in an in-struction camp at Aldershot" "But he wanted you to go over-seas?- " pursued her none too happy companion. "Barrett's been a very good friend to Father. He's never forgotten that Dad saved his life, and" "And you were his nurse at Fort St John for four weeks," cut in the unhappy Slade. "Father," Lynn was saying, "is very fond of Barrett And Barrett feels the same way about the Padre." She walked on in silence for a moment "He's been trying to wou vruioiuu, iffom free-for-a- ll landlord, eagainst this place o' ise," was Lynn's cool- - ition. in, Slade remembered, r runner who'd repeat lit adroitness at evad-etche- d arm of the law. led that Slim, once the or Colonial, had been 4 for drinking on duty. had been linked up in Scotty's activities as And there'd been a that of late he'd been aband liquor in from ts. rry for Tumstead, just eel aorry for any man vho threw away his long flyers, he knew, that made i confrere's passing lor a year now Slim itubbornly headed for inj to hurt a little," ring as she sterilized i, "but we've got to Tumstead continued to blink up at the ceiling. "Not a thing, son, not a thing," he answered with a listless sort of Indifference. His movement as he turned to the wall was plainly one of dismissal. Slade felt happier when he found himself in the open sunlight the balsam-scente- d open sunlight of spring, with Lynn walking along at his side. She was close beside him, yet he nursed an impression of her remoteness. And that impression took on an edging of pain as some Inner voice told him she was the one thing in all the wide world he get him a berth in the Department of Mines at Ottawa." "Where he'd mope like a caged eagle," was Slade's slightly embit-tered comment. "He's not the moping kind," pro-tested the glrL Slade made no comment on that He remembered the flash of fire from those same eyes when he had once spoken of the Flying Padre's occupation as quixotic. "A flyer never wants to give up," he observed. Lynn came to a stop. The face she turned to her companion was a clouded one. ere'i no glass in that close it up." raild help a little," ' suggested. m a cigarette," she :en I put the stitches ced the cigarette and ghter. up at him with an 'till indifferently de-- boys took It away ! observed. way?" asked Slade, "ot of mockery. tin.hlMta ...AAA. - M UUUll ot Wre folding up." w Ufe," countered ot a new ship and , 'nger than ever." ncy went out of Tum--i 1t new ship. That's remembering." pnged Slade. fnigged. f ot thought the big JW famine in ships T' ttat mean you're f on flying the ice filmed Slade. N your tune," Slim !uetthe same dirty F Colonial." f. ay a little. He ff ide of the flyer in f "h4 that one of fMrvice could swing F ave him a sinking the other way hostility did not fer pilot own way," the man with, laugh ftUt bltterac- - But JS 2 volce Pity through j bo ,Poke next tin? he encir-- J' withawhite ave him the ? " "own, slightly fejead. His ornful "I can't S: ve got things It at the blood- - iSea, blood, JouUneed a new w two. What wanted. "So you're not going overseas? he ventured as he noticed how the sunlight gave glints of gold to her mahogany-brow- n hair. '.'No, I'm going to meet Father at St Gabriel's," she answered casu-all- y having discerned a light in his eyes which she found a little dis-turbing. She was, he knew, evading the real issue. "And after that?" he prompted. "I'm flying north with Father in the morning," she announced. She found the courage, as she said It to meet his gaze. "What made you change your mind?" asked Slade, puzzled by her loyalty to a life that was giving her so little of what other women clam-ore- d for. "Father isn't young any more. He I was hop-ta- g can't keep on forever. he'd give up a sort of work that's too hard for him." "And too hard for you," pro-claimed Slade. He was remember-tog- . at the moment how she and the Flying Padre had been grounded by a blizzard, the winter before, and had kept life in their bodies by din-ing on their own mukluks of sealskin, well boiled. That Slade told himself, was no life for a girl She was of too fine a fiber for such frontier roughnesaIt impressed him as too much like try-ing to grow a flower in a stamping ml'Tid your father ask you to stay on?" Slade questioned. "He'd never do that" was her prompt reply. "He's too big and hne to let his own interests come "Of course," said Slade, wonder-ing if there was a hidden reproof r& hoping." con-tinue- d. "that Father would give up flying and settle down." "That's what frightens me, Alan." she quietly acknowledged. "They don't always stop in time." "The Padre knows the ropes all right" Slade protested. "But something happened last month." the girl was saying, "when we were flying in to Coronation. It was good weather and everything was going nicely, with Father at the controls. Then I saw that some-thing was wrong. I had to jump in and straighten out the ship. Father, all of a sudden, didn't know where he was. Everything went blank, for a moment or two. He said, lat er it was like a switch turned off and then turned on again. But things like that mustn't happen to a flyer." Slade shrugged and smiled, merci-fully intent on easing the concern out of her eyes. "There's many a bush flyer gets over-tired- ," he casually affirmed. "That's what Father said. He claimed he'd been careless about his eating and had been going too hard. But when I saw him with those empty eyes and that cold sweat on his face. I knew it went deeper than he pretended." Slade forced a laugh. "He's clipped many a cloud since then. And he'll keep going until they ground him for old age." Tne clouded hazel eyes searched his face. "But can't you see. Alan, what I'm fighting for? Can't you under-eton- d how we all want security? when we love someone, we fave' to think of his future?" Slide looked down into the hazel eyes Their loveliness sent a wave of recklessness through him. future I'd rather think It's your ot" he asserted. But the girl with the clouded eyes didn't seem to bear him. "I'm all Father has now." (TO BE CONTINUED) Backyard Bug-olog- y In one backyard in suburban New York, 1,000 different kinds of in-sects were found by Dr. Frank EL Lntx, curator of entomolosry at tht American Museum of Natural Hit tory. Jw GIANT SALE uss than prjcejX LIMITED TIME AT 1 I TOILCT GOODS I V COUNTERS Lehni Fink Product Corp..Bloomfleki,N. J. I . OFFICE EQUIPMENT KKW AND USED eeaks and ehslra, She, typewriters, sddlnf meh'a. safes, S. U DESK EX.. II W. Imdnr, 8. L. C PERSONALS PEAFNK88, hoIm relieTeil. Address DR. TAYLOR. Ear Mperislist. Csmeren. Teias. USED CARS TRAILERS USED CARS TRAILER COACHES Liberal Credit Terms JESSE M. CHASE Bur 811 Trade 111 So. 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METRO'S "Mrs. Miniver" be one of the best remembered war pic-tures that have reached the screen, not merely because it is well directed (by William Wyler ) and superbly acted, but because it deals with a typical fam-ily, facing the war at home. It vividly presents the sort of situa-tion- s that we might have had to deal with in this country. Incident-ally, a "Mrs. Miniver" rose has been developed, named for the one in the picture; it is dedicated to "the unselfish and sterling qualities of American women in the war," women like the one whom Greer Garson plays so movingly in the film. Don't miss "Mrs. Miniverl" Buddy Dark, young baritone of radio's "Hit Parade," has an im-portant role in RKO's "Sweet or Hot," starring Lucille Ball and Vic-tor Mature. His comedy specialties BUDDY CLARK and songs last year won him one of the highest individual ratings on radio listener polls, but in the pic-ture he'll do more than sing: with Peter Lind Hayes and Arnold Stang he'll play an army buddy of Mature' s. Alan Ladd attracted plenty of at-tention and favorable comment dur-ing his stay in New York; as part of the campaign to Introduce this new leading man to the public Para-mount can consider the trip a suc-cess. But all the girls who eyed him admiringly realized that it was a case of "Hands off I" Mrs. Ladd (the former Sue Carol, once a movie star) was with him, and they're devoted. Joan Crawford is one screen mother who wants her daughter to follow In her footsteps. Looking at golden-haire- d Christina, now three, she remarked: "If she isn't an actress I'll be the most disappointed person In the world." Russell Hoyt, handsome North Carolina traveling sales-man signed by RKO, reached Holly-wood without an iota of dramatic experience. A friend, an agent and a talent scout were responsible, and he got a contract without even mak-ing a test Gary Cooper can spend his vaca-tion traveling with the San Fran-cisco Seals as the ball team's assist-ant manager if he wants to. He was invited by Lefty O'Doul, the man-ager, who taught him to bat and throw d for "The Pride of the Yankees." As part of his war work, Ronald Colmsn Is making three films this year; daring the past six years he's made only one a year. The bulks of his income will go to the govern-ment in taxes. Daring the last war be served with Kitchener's saw action at Ypres, was wounded at Messines, and be holds the Mons medal with 1914 bar. His next picture is "Random Har-vest." Eric Blore celebrated his 50th pic-ture role when he began work in Paramount' "Happy Go Lucky," which stars Mary Martin and Dick PowelL Once on the London stage, with time out for serving in the last war, he's been in demand in Holly-wood since 1934. Warren Hull, Parks Johnson's new "Vox Pop" partner, is instantly rec-ognized by young radio followers as "The Green Hornet," a role he played in a screen serial. He was besieged by Juvenile autograph hunters in an Alexandria, Va., store. Phil Baker ought to be happy; the one thing that visitors to New York seem to want more than any-thing else is tickets to his "Take It or Leave It" broadcasts. ODDS AND ENDS Edward G. Robinson of "Big Town" hat taken up hwteshoe pitching at hii ranch behind Beverly Hills ...No actor changes lead-ing ladies more often than Tim Holt; his new one, in "Son of the Saddle," is Ann Summers, a newcomer . . . Khaki-cla- d Staff Lieutenant Hopper puzzles audiences tihen she aids the treasury department in selling war bonds till they recognize her as Marsha Hunt; she uses her married name when in uni-form . . . Hedy Lamarr does a jitterbug routine in "White Cargo" in a sarong Keep your eye on Helmut Dantine, who gives an outstanding performance as a German flier in "Mrs. Miniver." Washington, D. C. CUTTING NAVY TAPE Behind Admiral King's forthright order slashing navy red tape 50 per cent and ordering more navy officers out of Washington, was an interesting comparison with the Japanese navy, conducted back-stage by some of the President's advisers. Americans, recently familiar with Japan, have reported that the Jap-anese navy is staffed by only about 1.000 personnel in Tokyo. In con-trast, the navy department in Wash-ington has more than 30,000 not in-cluding the navy yard. The Japanese navy also is report-ed to have cut red tape and gov-ernment reports to the bone and it gives widest latitude to command-ers at sea. The U. S. navy also gives wide latitude to commanders in distant posts, such as Admiral Leary in New Zealand, Admiral Nimitz at Pearl Harbor. But in home waters, especially in anti-submarine warfare along the East coast, insiders say the navy has suf-fered from a constant stream of re-ports and orders to and from Wash-ington requiring a tremendous staff for the paper work alone. Now Admiral King offers promo-tions to officers who will decrease their Washington bureaus rather than increase them. GASOLINE CZAR The one-ma- n dynamo who runs the gas rationing system of the U. S. A. is a preacher's son and a former professor of economics. Though one of the most harassed men in Washington, he is constantly on the verge of breaking into a broad smile. Only 35 years old. he has gray hair about the ears, thin hair on top, works so late into the night that his wife, mother of a new-bor- n boy, seldom sees him. "I general-ly make the 2 a. m. feeding," he says. Joel Dean was born in Vermont schooled in California, and has a doctor's degree from Harvard, where he wrote a thesis on small loans. He spent a year as European man-ager of a travel bureau, two years as traveling salesman for Interna-tional Business Machine, and seven years as teacher and research ex-pert. As a fellow economist he always admired Leon Henderson, but never met him until he came to Washing-ton less than a year ago. To effect his own economy in gasoline, he formed a "Drive-I- n Club" with four other OPA officials. They take turns driving to the of-fice from Arlington, Va., across the river. When brickbats fly in the OPA of-fice, Dean recalls that his father, a Congregational minister, wanted him to be a missionary on a South Sea island. "Many people," says Dean, "wish that I had fulfilled that mission." e s e ARMY HOUR PROGRAM "Jamming" radio programs is one of the recognized weapons of mod-ern warfare. But it is a two-edge- d sword, and the war department ra-dio branch is ready to swing on the Axis if the prize Army Hour, on Sundays, is jammed again. Jamming by manufactured static or other interference is feasible in the United States only on short-wav- e broadcasts. The Army Hour fea-tures short-wav- e talks from all over the world, made by such noted per- - sonages as Mme. Chiang Kai-she- k, General MacArthur, General Wav-el- l, and others. The most recent case of jamming was during a talk by a high ranking army officer from the Dutch island of Curacao. A pi-ano banged loudly all the time be spoke. Winston Churchill's latest speech, which came on the radio immedi-ately before the army hour, was jammed by a gutteral Teutonic voice carefully observing Churchill's own pauses in an effort to escape de-tection. These two case of Jamming were traced by trlangulation to Axis broadcasting stations. The army proposes to retaliate if this deliberate interference doesn't stop. see WAR FLASHES C If you are a business executive, and uncertain about tax deductions for advertising and pay increases, you can get "informal" advice by applying to the internal revenue bu-reau under a new treasury ruling. 4X OPA agents are checking up on private airports on tips that they are bootlegging high octane gas to car drivers. High octane won't run a car by itself, but makes a very smooth-runnin- g fuel if mixed with lower grade gas. C Guerrilla warfare in Russia has become so highly organized that ev-ery third guerrilla now is armed with an automatic rifle. C The war department soon will break still more precedents. It will start accepting women doctors in the army medical corps. They will be assigned chiefly to the WAAC, and also for general eye, ear, nose and throat work. C. The army's new M-- l helmet that comes far over the cheeks, neck and forehead and is much stronger than the old raky "tin-hat- ," is now being distributed to all soldiers. Superfluous Things Nothing is cheap that Is sua perfluous, for what one does not need is dear at a penny-.- Plutarch. |