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WrMUSCULAR ACHES V JrfStiff Joints Tired Muscles Sprains Strains Bruises &M0 CLARK MCMEEKIN Jffa THE STORY fill w.Nu.stRvice . S F4.R; U stn clear a Oebt when hcr from England for America. D7SoK with her. but disappoint hcr bv sailing the n,ght beforf Wh(,n in Virg.nia coast the ship CHCOUUn a vK,. ent storm. Lark manges to get Into a "feboat, but it Is swamped. She grabs par and when she awakens feels solid her strength, she see, UhCtr, the Red Raska l, a fine horse who escaped from , te ship, sinking in quicksand. With the par that saved her she saves him. The next day Gait Withe, a hound servant, discovers her on the Island. tough short mane where it began. e lldled away from her, ears back, snaking his head, stamping out furi-OUll- y now with his nervous hoofs. Lark, her hand hard and firm on Ml neck, made a springing leap from the ground, scrambling for a sat on his back, for a kneehold Kut that slim quick n bar-reI- - It was her skirts that ham-P,Cm- d her' her awkward billowing Ufflsn skirts. Almost, she was se-cure, gripping with knees that were cramped from the crawling and waiting. Red Raskall reared before she was ready, reared and came down like a catapult, head low now, legs stiff for the jarring Impact, and Lark knew she'd lost him, knew her seat wasn't firm and right, knew it, and went rolling headlong into the sand riffle of the ridge base. But even as she knew it, even as she sobbed in the sickening disap-pointment of the fall, she saw Gait spring for the horse, spring from the ridge where he'd lain hidden, spring and throw a long, sure sin-ewy leg over the plunging horse's shoulders, bend close along the neck, lace strong bare arms around Red Raskall's neck, and then the rider and horse were out of sight over the ridge top, and she heard the slither of hoofs in the down-ward rush for the beach, heard the splash and echo of a heavy body striking water. . . . Lark raced for the ridge top and saw Gait, still on the Raskall's back, far out In the water now. He was trying to urge the horse back to-- He grinned at Lark. He looked her over, curiously. "Well." he said, his voice thick, muddy, "un be a sweet-mea- t, prop-er! Gawd, that popinjay. Gait! That buck, that fop, hissel' for who laid the raill White shirtin" his-sel' an' he was sailln out fer oyschers!" "Un Cony!" Gait said furiously, and the squat man laid a hand on the butt of the pistol hanging from his belt. "What be un'i name, sweet-meat?" Cony walked toward Lark. He was short and powerfully made, astonishingly hairy, even his long arms covered by a thatch of sun-burned hair that grew from fingers to shoulders. He had broad flat fea-tures and ruddy, stubbled skin, that gathered In folds under bulging black eyes. He wore only filthy trousers and a filthier cap. Over his head Lark's eyes met Gait's despairing ones. He was try-ing hard to tell her something, some wordless warning. "I say, 'I lash hell out o' un. Gait, secrets from me. " Cony laughed enormously, winking at Lark. "Where un come from, sweet-meat? I ain't never seed un Horn-tow- n way." "I was shipwrecked on the Tem-pora- ," Lark said coldly. "I'm Lark Shannon, a minister's daughter, on my way to Mistress Mara Hastings' Dame School In Norfolk. Virginia. And If you dare to lash Gait I'll re-port you to the authorities there." CHAPTER VII "You be alone," he said. "You told me that fella North ain't this side the water, and the Hastings woman likely don't know you're coming. Who's going to look for you if you can't get away from the inn? Won't it be taken for a fact you drownded on the Tempora?" "Why in the world would they want to keep me at the inn?" "I could tell you," Gait said un-- I happily. "Lot o' rough uns coming t0 the 'nn, time to time. I just don't aim to take you there. That's an end to it. I aim to go now, and come back for you and make for Horntown after dark, tonight." "Suppose you don't get to the mainland, now?" Gait looked at the placid sky and dancing water. "Why?" "It could storm you could drown." mat De foolish." He turned back to the dinghy. "I can tell you this. I will come back for you. And if I'd been your fine David North, I wouldn't on no account missed that Tempora barkentlne. I wouldn't of sent a note, I'd have been there." Lark said scornfully, ragingly, "You you . . . you're not fit to pol-ish the boots of a man like David North. You're" "1 ain't studying 'bout polishing his boots." Gait pushed the dinghy loose from the wet clinging beach. "I just said truth. I'd have been there. I'll be here tonight." "Ponies." Gait dropped down at once, out of sight against the side of the boat. "Lie flat. Lark." "They land at the point," Lark aid indifferently. "I've seen them do It time and again, since I've been here. There's some soft grass in the valley they like." Gait nod-ded, watching. And then the 'ndifference, the hopelessness was washed from Lark because she saw the lead horse, the big red-brow- n stallion, rising from the water, finding his footing on the rocky point, standing there in the marsh grass, wet, gleaming, mag-nificent, dwarfing the ponies that swarmed up about him. "That's Red Raskall!" She bare-ly made the words. "Look, Gait! That's the horse I told you about. He's come back. ... If we could only Don't you move! I think he sees us!" "If he was but the stallion named Blast me for a blow-toa- now! Cony grinned. "How un figure to git to Norfolk, sweetmeat?" "Stage or carriage. However peo-ple usually go." "Stage or carriage, now! Has un money for stage or carriage?" "Not here. Of course not! I told you I was shipwrecked. I'll send word to Mr. David North, of the Cargoe Riske Company in Norfolk. He'll be coming from England. He'll send money, or come for me." "Un be warm spirited," Cony said gravely. "Un say un got Cargoe Riske money to call on, sweet-meat?" Lark hesitated, saying finally, "Mr. David North of that company is a friend. He will certainly see I get to Norfolk." "Gait can write the Cargoe Riske," Cony said, chuckling. "He be a great hand for letters, Gait. How come he have the handsome luck to find un, sweetmeat?" "I seed her here," Gait said, sul-lenly. "I seed her an' put in." Cony snorted, looking interestedly at the dinghy marks and Gait's bare footprints in the sand. Then his eyes followed Gait's and Lark's prints toward the ridge break, beyond which lay the little secret cache of Gait's, and Red Raskall, grazing in the valley. Lark's breath shortened as if she had been running. "Sure," Cony said. "Then whyn't un come to land with Gait this dawn? My notion, is, he told un ugly tales, scarin' un. like. How I see it. be Lancer," Gait said excitedly, "and we could but snare him, Squire Ter--' raine would give a hundred pound reward for him. So I heard him say, and that's what his posted reward offers. I read it. A special re-ward." He brought a coil of tarred rope, from under the prow seat of the dinghy, and handed it to Lark. "See can you fashion a halter, while I creep to the ridge top. If we could get a hand on, we'd have to have a way to hold him, and I don't like to noose him. Too much chance he'll choke himself. I've seen many a pony do that. They be wilder than loons." He looked back and beckoned and she followed, conscious of the rus-tling noise of her d skirts, afraid she might cough or sneeze, tense with hope and excitement. Red Raskall was grazing a little beyond the herd, and Gait and Lark supped back down the ridge to the beach and ran along quietly, swift-ly, until Gait said they must be about opposite the horse now, if he hadn't moved too much. "Does he get back In the midst of 'em," he said breathlessly, "we'll never get near him." They eased back up the ridge, and Lark, raising her cautious head to look over its top, was electrified to see him just beyond them, just a bare few feet away, there. . "Gait let me try!" Lark laid the rope halter down. "I'm sure he'll know me. I believe I can- -" She crept from the shelter of the scrub growth, down the steep and sandy ridge side, on her knees The horse was facing upwind. . Wttn enormous care and caution Lark be-gan to stand up. She could almost reach out and touch him. . . Softly, all but soundlessly, she whistled, soothingly, coaxingly. She spoke his name, "Whoa. Lancer, whoa, boy. easy. Red Raskall. . . " stopped, stood Lancer wheeled, instant, watching Lark. for a poised His liP curled back and he stamped, toward the startled ponies Jow.hl. tail flicking e snapP'ng "nip. Lark walked toward hun. with he the little space feisurely steps, talking to him. He edgily. making stepped backward whimpering sound again, his rolling white and unsure. ... eyes hand was on his neck, the ba"e neck of h s beaut,fu. H was knotting her fingers in the Red Raskall reared before she was ready. wards the shore, turning him with knee-pressur- talking to him, his arms hugging the stallion's neck. . . . And then Red Raskall was floundering, turning, coming back now, slipping on the shells and peb-bles, coming up, quivering, a hun-dred yards in an out-growth of thick marsh reeds. "Gait how did you do it? Gait that was unbelievable!" Lark watched the dinghy with her sail-ra- get her back to the breeze and scud for the western land smudge. After a while it took on grace and a certain beauty. The strange wild-haire- d young fellow sailing her was straight and beauti-ful too, now. Distance was kind to his disreputa-ble clothes, the old white scars, his matted hair, and tragic eyes. It pointed up the long clean lines of him, his ease and sureness as the dinghy bobbed and shivered, dissolv-ing finally in a dancing shadow, a point, nothingness. . . . With the sudden fear that Red Raskall was gone. Lark hurried through the ridge break and saw that he was there, hitching his head up and down, trying to shake off the hobble and halter. It was almost twilight when she saw a boat coming from the direc-tion of the mainland. It was big-ger than the dinghy of the morning. It looked like the small fishing boats Lark had seen off the Cornish coast, one summer's trip. It was a little yawl with mast, mainsail and jib, and a tiny jigger mast stepped far astern. It was manned by two strange men, Lark realized now. A thick-se- t heavy man, with a cap pulled low over his eyes, tended the mainsail and jib. A taller, figure, with neat younger-lookin- g clubbed hair and a white shirt, was at the tiller in the yawl's stern. Neither of them responded to Lark's waving, but when they came nearer, she saw that the young-er one, the man in the fresh white shirt and clean faded sailor's breeches, was Gait. ' I thought you'd never come! Lark called. "Oh, Gait, I am so plad to see you. You look splendid, Gait" She hushed before the look on his sullen look. The face the guarded, squat heavy man jumped out first, as the boat touched. this. Gait had him some good rea-son to come here, first off. Tain't nature to come 'thin fl' mile o' old Ghost. Quicksand here, an' a horde o' dead bones, an' a stinkin' under-tow second to none. Now why'd he come?" "He was fishing." The big hoof-print- s of Red Raskall were clear, along here, Lark noticed. She tried to hurry. "What tin's haste, sweetmeat?" Cony reached out, pinched her arm gently. "Un ben't weak nor undue thin, bidin' a full week here alone. Maybe un got other friends washed up with un. Maybe un's Mr. David North be round about, fendin' for un." "You don't believe any castaway would hide out when a rescue boat came, do you? Why don't you search the island?" His eyes were thoughtful, shrewd. "That ben't a bad Idea. Yet I think un tell it true that un be alone. Yet who feed un?" "A tin of biscuits washed up," Lark said. "I ate them." His grunt was skeptical. "Un say Gait found un only today?" "Do. you really think I'd have stayed here all this time if I'd been found by Gait or anybody else? Do you?' "Now, now." Cony gestured her toward the yawl. "Us be gettin' home. Sought to fool me, did un, Gait? Push off now!" Lark climbed into the boat, sit-ting as far from Cony as she could. She was thankful that the failing light, and the fact that Red Raskall had come back to land in the thick marsh reeds, had kept Cony from guessing the whole truth, but she was shaken and frightened. The night wind moaned over the island behind them. "Un be thinkin'," Cony said, as what the Cargoe Riske'll pay for un. Bide un keep clear o' yon Gait. Cony be un's friend. Un look to Cony I" All the way in, the sick sureness that it had been her hysterical out-burst at Gait that had done the dam-age haunted Lark. She had called him dirty, stupid . . . and he had cleaned up, in a pathetic effort to please her, and so Cony had become suspicious. Lark looked at Gait, surly, despairing, handling the sail mechanically, and she was sick with fear. (TO BE CONTINUED) sW a BSBSS V " SffiwwheM your tee Bill TUden uhave extended concentra--ot- f and baseball it is more t is usually only the next jjeale, coach of the Phila- - aflM, disagreed with this, football goes. itball," Greasy said, "we run two or three plays to .third or fourth play. This, f, is up to the quarter-whoeve- r is running the TiWcn said, "but to to have 11 men to figure tennis you are all alone. ob are in a boxing match Is man against man not Inst team. I still say that r the individual, calls for ctntration than any other in." point I recalled a story tobb had told me. As a rule I played hit by hit or run he main part of baseball'! tion is on the next playe-r, the man at bat or the But Ty Cobb once told me limes he had won against ets In the old days three had planned over two head. worked on," Ty said, "was opening. You have to wait I just happened to spot cer-- k spots in their defense the right time came it was ver. But I still had to at these weak spots ra period of two months." tut I call the peak of ex- - concentration. But there tr many Ty Cobbs hanging m the Game eople connected with sport, includes both coaches and quite get the point on con-- n. Concentration happens ability of thinking of the ng at the right time. A know," Tommy Armour d me, "that not one man .J . . M . uuicu can concentrate ior an a minute at a time?" I later, and found this was rcean full concentration, walled human brain isn't lany other way. It only op- - I spots or spells. 'For ex-'ac- k Dempsey could concen-Sain- st a big, slow-movin- g sight. But Jack was never so m a fast boxer such as Gibbons or Greb. titration is the most impor-- p word in sport but few low what the word really "ockne used to tell me P my teams physically re--P mentally keen." The an-- that teams mentally keen Nly relaxed. For the brain "nd or whatever It Is P the muscular system. It ae brain that the message Certainly the subconscious hr Its part. But it Is the conscious kind that plays a H part. 'JjP Yost once told me that "father coach an Army lwest Point than any other I I asked him. me-- Yost said, "each : that Army squad was I every word I said. This trained in discipline. At and other places I found Ntponse." average golf instructor. u you that 80 per cent of "never concentrate on any (y can't even remember 'were told to do. Who have great concentrators in H Bill Tilden was one. So "y Jones. So was Walter "was Rogers Hornsby. So Wbb, possibly the greatest s was Harry Greb. And :n Nelson. thy Putting ! the recent Nelson-Snea- d 'or wounded servicemen, C ss numerous instructors 'or any tips they might er the unwary swinger M or an 85. And - "e min suggestions: eJong approach putt, first ,he Peed of the grc-m-nt normal. ht you th'nk is the line. concentrate entirely on the ball. i Famous Paint in;zs WYre Halved and Sold as Two Unknown even to most artists, many of the world's famous oil paintings wore long ago cut in two and sold as separate pictures, chiefly by greedy dealers, to col-lectors who had not seen the entire work, says Collier's. One case came to light a short time ago when the two sections of The Finding of Moses by Ticpolo happened to be displayed side by side at an exhibition in London. Masterpieces of sculpture have likewise been separated, one of which is the Lemnian Athena whose head is at Bologna while her body is at Dresden. MERRY-GO-POUN- D Washington, D. C. 'GOOP BOMBS' HIT JAPAN WASHINGTON. The inside story of how the army and navy are burn-ing up Japan's main cities, block by block, may now be revealed at least in part. The two greatest contributions to the burning of Japan are the and a new, still somewhat mysterl--I ous fire-bom- b known as the "goop bomb." Just how the "goop bomb" got its name isn't known. However, it's the most terrible fire spread-er in the world. Part of its secret is an oily mush developed by petro-- ! leum chemists. This makes the con-tents of the bombs stick in gluelike gobs to anything it hits, making it almost impossible for Japanese fire-fighters to scrape it loose. However, what really made the bomb the most terrible in the world was experiments car-ried out by some of Henry Kai-ser's West coast scientists. They found Kaiser had a surplus of fast burning, white-ho- t magne-sium production on his hands, and they also knew one of the greatest difficulties In making magnesium Is its high explosive content. So they experimented with mixing magnesium dust In the oil of the bomb. This magnesium dust lights up in a searing blaze as soon as it comes in contact with air. Result is the hottest fire ever known. Most important effect of the "goop bomb" is that no known g equipment can douse its flames.' Wa-ter only adds to the blaze; as do any of the other specialized g chemicals. All the Japs do now against the "goop bomb" is to try to confine the area in which it burns, not put It out. This is one reason for increas-ing optimism about an early end of the Jap war. CONTINUED CENSORSHIP With the European war over, ev-eryone expected press censorship to ease up. In some respects, how-- j ever, especially in the Pacific, it is getting tougher. Not only are newspapers barred from even speculating regarding certain international phases of the Pacific war, but the navy for some weird reason hushed up the bombing of the airplane carrier Franklin from April 26, when she got to New York, to May 17, when the dis-aster finally was announced. There were obvious reasons for keeping the news quiet while the ship was en route through the Panama canal. But once it passed the canal and was safely tied up in New York, all danger was past, however, the navy still invoked censorship. AMERICA'S NO. ONE HEEL Former OPA Administrator Leon Henderson is a sad man these days. Every time he picks up the news-papers, he reads story after story telling how Washington has given some manufacturer permission to produce again. Henderson recalls how he gained the reputation of being "America's No. 1 heel," by cutting down the American civilian consumption to al-most zero. "If I could only change all that," moans Henderson. "If the President would only give me a job for one week just one short week in which I could give the people back some of the things I took away from them. Then folks wouldn't think I'm such a bad guy after all." DIPLOMATIC CHAFF O. South Africa's prime minister Jan Christian Smuts seldom speaks but when he does, every one listens. C Jan Masaryk, Czechoslovakia's foreign minister, has been the most effective in conciliating Russian-wester- n differences. C Sen. Glenn Taylor of Idaho has used only five gallons of gas since arriving in Washington an example which could be emulated by a lot of other bigwigs. ft Secret service is on the trail of a counterfeiting ring which has cir-culated hundreds of thousands of spurious one dollar bills. . . . They all bear the same serial number, are considered one of the cleverest jobs recently pulled, ft One reason General Eisenhower and his staff have been so upset about congressmen visiting the bat-tle zones is that when the Germans counterattacked last December, the Nazis sent a powerful paratroop force to take the little town of Cernay. Had they landed one week earlier to the hour, they would have captured the entire house military affairs committee delega- - tion then in France, ft Correspondents refer to Secretary of State Stettinius as "Junior." ft Wives of some conference dele-gates are having a field day buying clothes. . . . One woman marched into the hat section of a department Store, grabbed up 40 chapeaux wit-o-even trying them all on. ft The navy department has done a bang up job convincing delegates of America's military might. . . . The navy takes delegates on blimp rides, boat rides, and airplane tours of West coast navy installations show-ing them America's striking power Irst hand. Insert small wads of cotton into the fingertips of your rubber gloves. This will prevent the fin-gernails from cutting through. If a rubber ring around the top of a jar of preserves is inferior and causes a leak, pour melted paraflin wax around the top. For cooking fresh asparagus, use an old percolator. 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