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Show I. THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM CANYON, UTAH SEWING CIRCLE PATTERNS Back-to-Scho- ol Outfit for Teens Simple, Flattering Daytime Frock A Twosome for Juniors ""THIS smart twosome for juniors makes an ideal back-to-scho-outfit. The figure-moldin- g jumper combines handsomely with blouses or sweaters for street wear add the jaunty flared jacket. Pattern No. l.')87 is designed for sizes 11, 12. 13. 14. 1G and 18. Size 12. tamper, requires 23 yards of or 25u yards of fabric; Jacket, short sleeves. ITs yards. (COjv 36-5- 2 Slenderizing Frock A CHARMING daytime frock for the woman who likes unclut-tered simplicity. The gored skirt is slenderizing and very flattering to the larger figure. Shoulder tucks give a soft, feminine air. Pattern No. 1374 is designed for sizes 31). 38. 40. 42, 44. 4(i. 48. 50 and 52. Size 38 requires 4 yards of 35 or 3U inch ma-il Ml Due to an unusually large demand and current war conditions, slightly more time is required In filling orders for a few of the most popular pattern numbers. Send your older to: SEWING CmCU PATTERN DEPT. 149 New MontROmery St. San Francisco, Calif. Enclose 25 cents in coins for each pattern desired. Pattern No Size Name Address VE R ONICA 1 LAKE W 1 W ZLW" 1 I groomed, bo I CaloxloothPow Ioc I McKesson I I BndgePrt' C 1 1 P.M0X pUpebJ sjbsss The Baking Powder yw with the Mjlhby v' BALANCED Double Action Clabber Girl's balanced double action makes it the natural choice for the modern recipe ... for just the right action in the mixing bowl, plus that final rise to light and fluffy flavor in the oven. HiiiiViiiflsflHlnBlHHHHHBribfliifl Joints Tired Muscles Sproins Strains Bruif I CLARK MCMFFKIN W.N.W. ItHVICt JmV THE STORY THUS FAR: While taed that he was a different kind of 5?" rm the "ne he Is. I thought that thing, would be right and hap-P-y between us. I understood that you were just a kind friend to him, an older woman who was fond of nim and whom he admired." Half an hour later the adieux were made in the square parlor. UWt offered one of his remaining gold pieces as payment for their en-tertainment. The Misses Hastings declined it haughtily, and Lark took it and gave it to Cupsie whose, Lawd, bless you, honey," lent the one pleasant and warm-hearte- note to a painfully strained leave-taking- . For some time after they left Mara Hastings' gloomy square house, Lark and Gait rode along qui-etly. The hoofs of the mare, Dosta, and Red Raskal echoed softly on the street. The towering rusty mag-nolias drooped stiffly over them. Lark could sense Galfs sympathy with her, his embarrassment for her, turned out by Mara, unwanted by David. Once he said, "Lark, I wouldn't take what Mara Hastings had to say too much to heart. Maybe, if we'd waited till North came back from Baltimore " Lark said, "Oh lord! Do we have to talk about it?" "Gait, I'm sorry." They pulled their horses up, to walk the curving steep hill ahead. "There's no call to be sorry. I think Mara Hastings was lying about being engaged to North." "No," Lark said, "she wasn't. Da-vid was funny about her in Eng- - "You acted all right toward Mar Hastings," Gait snapped. Gait's easy silence made talk eas-ier for Lark, gave her the release of words, plain words. "Sometimes I think David does care about me. Sometimes I know he doesn't. Yet I came to this new land without any plan of my own, beyond David. I couldn't picture it, see It, I mean, the way we see that valley down there, or saw the town of Norfolk, or the oyster coast. It was just big and fresh and wonderful with no form or detail I could vision." Gait said, "Lark, you couldn't for a minute think about letting me take care of you? I mean, all the time, Lark. I know I've got nothing compared to North. But when I try to think of a better thing than working to care for you" He hushed, watching her face. Lark said, gently, "I'll never forget the way you have cared for me al-ready, Gait." He pulled up Red Raskall from munching weeds, headed down hill. "We've got twenty-fiv- e miles to go," he said. "That doctor fellow said we couldn't miss Greatways. And you said Squire Terraine was friendly to you on the boat. He might know the very thing for you to do, here. Lark . . . And you'll have a little money, and Dosta's yours. You're not to fret, you know that?" It was about four o'clock when they stopped to rest a while In a shady grove below a mill. They un-bridled the horses, supping on their soft rope halters, tethering them to a young tree, taking off the sad-dles and laying them in the deep shade to cool, near a rocky stream. The girl and boy walked to the stream and cupped up the cool wa-ter, drank and drank again, lay down in the deep fragrant grass in the shade of a huge gold sycamore that was losing its bright leaves. The old tree, warm, sleepy, contented, stood with its feet in the water, it big bald body bleached by the Oc-tober sun. Behind it the water rushed over the dam, losing itself in the deep pool, reuniting here with the sullen leaf-flecke- brown water of the mill race. Lark said, "I wish we didn't have to go on. I wish we could just stay here, forever. ..." The horses were tethered on long ropes. Red Raskall went quite far into the water, quite deep into it, until only his head was above It. His breath ruffled the water. Gait pushed up, watching him. "I'll hate to give him up. Won't you. Gait?" voyai. fng from England to America Lark Shan-non'- s ship foes down. She Is cast upon an island, and Gait Withe, a bound serv-ant, rescues her. At the Inn where she ts taken she Is made prisoner but escapes and Is found by her sweetheart, David North, who is disguised as a gipsy to get a line on one Dr. Matson and his shady dealings. Lark and Gait fall Into the hands of Dr. Matson, and at a gipsy camp he requires each male gipsy to pass before him and her In review. Lark Is re quired to say, "That li not David North." As the last man passes In front of her Lark faints. Lark and Gait escape from Dr. Matson on swift horses, and make their way to Norfolk. CHAPTER XV Mara said, "Don't be ridiculous, ir. Where would you go?" Lark said, "Oh, Gait, I don't know what to do. I'm so tired, I could die." "Come, child," Mara's tone soft-- ! ened a little now. "I'll send Cupsie up with the kettles. You'll feel bet-- ; ter after you've had a bath and a nap. Dinner is at three. You'll mee t my sisters then and we'll discuss sensible plans for your future." Dinner was something of an or-deal. The food was sparse and not very well flavored, Lark thought, but In spite of that fact she ate it with keen relish. The eyes of the Misses Hastings seemed to say, "My, what greedy young people!" as they watched Lark and Gait accept Cup-sie'- s urgings of second and third helpings. Lark, herself, felt extremely young, untutored, and hoydenish, as she accurately folded her fringed napkin In emulation of the Misses Hastings. They were, she supposed, forever conscious of having to be an "example to the young." How try-ing that must be, she thought. On the impulse she said, "I'd thought maybe I could help out with the teaching, Miss Hastings. David suggested that, but now . I wonder ..." "I don't think Captain North quite realized the situation," Mara began, choosing her words carefully. "Nor-folk is an extremely conservative town. My sisters and I cater to its most select clientele." The two older Misses Hastings In-clined their heads condescendingly. "Lark knows a lot," Gait said truc-ulently. "She's a parson's daugh-ter and can read whatever she's a mind to." Lark smiled at him gratefully as Mara said, "We'll give her a trial, Mr. Withe. My sisters and I wish to , accede to Captain North's re-quests in every way." "Indeed we do," Miss Sara broke In enthusiastically, "He's such a lovely, lovely, gentleman!" Mara rose with a frown ana mo-tioned Lark to follow her into the adjoining room where the hum of young voices could be heard. Gait excused himself to see to the horses. The children shuffled to their feet as their preceptress entered and stood at attention like little puppets. Their clothes were exact duplicates of their mothers' and fathers', and "Lark." Gait said, "listen, Lark, If Red Raskall really belonged to us the way you said it, Just now, we could race him, and breed him he shows his blood lines if he be-longed to us. . ." "While you're about it," Lark said, "why not pretend that big farm we just passed belonged to you?" "You said, 'belonged to us' a min-ute ago." "All right, suppose we owned the whole valley and all the horses!" He sighed. "I remember when I was little, my father got me a e pony. I thought I'd burst with pride. I used to love to keep him nice. He was a right pretty lit-tle pony, at that." they were prim-face- d and solemn. A pale shadow of a teacher rose quickly from behind her high desk and bowed nervously. "Miss Mimms," Mara said. "This Is your new assistant. You may put her in charge of your classes while I observe her capabilities." She seat-- , ed herself at the desk while the star-- ! tied Miss Mimms whispered instruc-- ; lions to a bewildered Lark, and handed her a rhetoric book. At the end of an hour Lark was quite ready to acknowledge her in-adequacy The chil-dren as a teacher. had tripped her on many points and, feeling her lack of po'se and assurance, had behaved like thor-oughly undisciplined young cubs. "I failed, didn't I?" Lark lifted discouraged eyes to Mara's unemo-tional face. "I didn't know what it was going to be like, any of this. I thought David would be here, that he would be so glad to see me I don't know why I thought you'd welcome me. that there would be a place for me. I guess I was stu-pid to think that ..." Mara stood looking down at the younger girl consideringly. "I do welcome you." she said, stiU with her air of complete detachment. "Any friend of my nance, Captain Worth, is naturally welcome under this roof." Lark said, "Oh!" in a fiat, small voice and sat down quickly on a ,ear-b- y bench. "I didn't know- -I thought " that Cupsie, who had It was then eavesdropping, came forward een black look at Mara, put and, with a about Lark s wa s t a kindly arm and helped her to her feet . You chile, she come down to my cabin, "Vou'se ktn ee it aid tenderly. ain't much, but such as it U an' young matter. Id open to you he proud to home you. "Cupsie you Mara said sharply. yourself. Miss Shannon is our bed at one e guest Take her to of wine. We wfll give her a glass -- all Dr. Selden to see to her. Lark said. "Miss Hastings, noth-ing I do seems to please you. " David loves me because you think he doesn't It I know now that that time to realize taken me a long frank with mtO He wasn't very I Kelieved what 1 warn perhaps just it ioved Bd to believe, und because 1 aim .inc. I was a little girl, It was four o'clock when they stopped to rest. land. If I'd used any sense at all I would have known." "There's a point I want to settle with you, Lark. When if we get the hundred pound reward for this horse," he laid his hand on the Ras-kall- 's neck, "it's yours. You caught him, and that's the way it's going to be." "You really think I'd take it, don't you?" "Why, Lark, honey why Lark" "You'll send forty pounds to Mat-son,- " Lark said shortly. "You're certainly not going to run any risk of him or the Vurneys making a claim on your service again. I won't let you." "Won't you?" Amusement was in his voice. There was surely noth-ing of the bound boy In Gait now. The change, subtle at first, was plain in his look, his talk, his manner . . . He said. "I'll get work and send Matson his money, don't you fear. The thing I'm afraid of, is that you don't realize what you've done for me, Lark." For heaven's sake don t thinkyou have to try to make me feel bet-te- ri I didn't do anything for you, don't tell me I did! You'd and please been trying to get away from that place for years. One day you'd have made it. I didn't help you. I slowed you down. You'd have caught the horse alone." you did help me get away, Gait said quietly. "And you caught the horse But I didn't mean that, Lark Maybe I couldn't quite tell you what I do mean." You mean you feel sorry for me. It wouldn't do any good for me to ask you not to. Yet the last thing anybody wants- -" Gait said, "I do feel sorry for you. but not that way. Not the w3av you mean I feel sorry that the things you want aren t put hands. I'm sick and sorry into your them there. I want to so I can't put very badly. That's why I hope believe Mara Has-tings you'll be slow to When North comes" don.t want to see him." Lark aid "Oh. Gait. I want to find some some work to So. Be-cause nlace to go. David wiU come, and he'll feel my leaving Mara's-a- nd fheway I acted That showed how and hurt and I felt Jealous t A man wearing a big dusty smock came out of the mill door and stood on the tiny bridge over the race, looking down at the two by the creek bank. When Lark smiled, he waved, and cupped his hands and called, "Strangers here?" Gait nodded. He got to his feet and shouted, "How far is it to Great-way- s plantation?" "Twelve mile . . Can't miss it. Two hills and then Dawes Ferry place. Couple mile from that's Min-nie Buxtree's toll-gat- and then you're headin' for Greatways. You goin' to the weddin'? Big weddin' up to Greatways, I hear tell. Miss Dana an' " His voice was lost in a breeze that rustled the sycamore leaves and stirred the water. He called some-thing else unintelligible and waved again, disappearing into his mill. She and Gait rode at a good clip until they saw the black shadow of the toll-gat- e bar far ahead. There was a foot path that dipped Into a ravine near-by- , and seemed to skirt the gate. They turned their horses there, a quarter mile from the toll-gat- e and the low rambling white-washed house on the very lap of the pike. Lark could see a man in a straw jimmy and overalls guard-ing the gate, could see a white chicken strolling leisurely across the narrow porch of the house. Then the ravine dipped below the level of the road, the path cutting away among blackberry bushes and un-dergrowth. They followed It for some time, and then Lark, riding ahead, reined Dosta in sharply. Something was blocking the path, just ahead, just beyond a big russet apple tree. It was something enor-mous and dressed in violent pink, a figure shapeless and relaxed in a big split-botto- chair set directly across the little path. The woman In the pink dress was Minnie. She was sleeping comfortably in her chair, head back, mouth open, snoring deeply. Lark tried to turn Dosta back qui-etly, tried to motion Gait back. But it was too late, of course. Minnie stirred, leaped from her chair, inn-ing toward them, shouting: (TO BE CONTINUED) STAGtEN RADIO Released by Western Newspaper Union. BY VIRGINIA VALE FRANCES LANGFORD, such a swell job on that radio program that she heads, got just whal she wanted in a scene foi RKO's "Radio Stars on Pa-rade." Starred with Wally Brown and Alan Carney in the musical, which has "Truth or Consequences" Ralph Edwards. Skii 1 y Ennis and his band, Fran-ces found the studio set the scene of revival of Hollywood slapstick technique. This included the use ol custard pies as missiles. "Evei FRANCES LANGFORD since 1 started making pictures I've wanted to throw a pie nt someone," said she. "It seemed such fun. I found it was." Alan Carney was on the receiving end of the pastry, and found Frances' aim as good as her voice. When George Burns and Gracie Allen left the air for the summer. they agreed not to speak of their radio work again till it came time to prepare for the fall series. Viola-- I tion of the pact to cost the violator a dollar. George owes Gracie $28, she owes him $18 After 10 years of starring male names exclusively "Your Hit Pa-- i fade" shatters a precedent by star-ring Joan Edwards, who's been on the program four years. She also gi'ts a big salary boost and a long-ter-contract. Joan's lucky star (and a lot of good hard work, plus plenty of talent) have put her right on top. She returned home from Hol-- j lywood with offers from 20th Centu-ry- Fox and Warner Bros. Glenn Vernon, Robert Clarke and Jim Jordan Jr., have been cast to play inmates of the notorious 18th century London lunatic asylum Bed-lam, in "Chamber of Horrors," at their own request. The canny young men realized that those roles are sure scene-stealer- Andy Russell not only has a gilt-edge- d voice, he also has the golden touch, apparently. Recently Andy, who makes his screen debut in "Stork Club," bought a metal plat-ing plant on the Los Angeles East Side, where he was born. And promptly got a large government order, as well as some for the civil-ian market. His brother, Freddy Ra-bag-runs the plant for him. Betty Hutton presented "gradu-ating- " members of B. G. DeSylva's "Stork Club" company with war bonds wrapped to resemble diplo-mas when shooting on the picture was finished. They were distributed from a basket decorated with a stork in cap and gown. Eddie Bracken's fans came through with more than 150 sug- - gestions for naming the new baby, after it was announced that they'd expected a boy, to be named Mi-chael. Most of the fans suggested "Michelle." But the Brackens set-tled on Caroline Jean. Clark Gable and Joan RIondell warble "The Trolley Song" for a short aeqaence In Metro's "The Strange Adventure," in which he stars with Greer Garson. When she found that they were also to sing "Old MacDonald Had a Farm," Miss Blondell turned to Director Victor Fleming and demanded "Who are we Nelson Gable and Jeanette Blondell?" Who knows maybe this Is the beginning of a new singing team. Connee Boswell, who first became known as a member of the Boswell Sisters, has been signed for an. im-portant role in "Swing Parade," the Monogram musical starring Gale Storm and Phil Regan. Among other numbers, Connee will sing "Stormy Weather." ODDS AND ENDS-Vacati- onini at Seu:port beach, Humphrey Bngort tact-'eisl-launhed when the. new Mrs. liogart sof down on the rail, slipped, tnd landed in the water, . Anna Lee's first picture since hectming an American citizen it the Boris KarlofJ "Chamber of Horrors." . . . When he's not acting in Pine-Thnm- thrillers Bob i.owery hie him to Ixiguna beach wfi Wire lor ahalone. . . . F.dunrd Gargan has played reel cops so fre- - quently that he swears real policemen mistake him lor some fellow whose 'ace is familiar, but whose name they man't recall. . . . Gene Krupa to lecture on native African drumming. ners you have to ad- - sights to mst your unusual angle. an I for in these 40 years Bjof big lat'u' base" I Mil 'here have I been others who ,ave set up a num-lbe- r of incredible MP marks that the bril- - UiDt Ferriss must look at, face to re t fiure' just a few among won more than 20 Hgiven season: Grove, Athletics .14. pet. .886. M. Bed Sox, 1912: Yankees, 1935: K pet. .839. jjSon, Senators, 1913: Kg, Yankees, 1913: i pet. .833. ell. Giants, 1936: Wot cardinals, 1935: Wot Kle, White Sox, 1919: K pet. .806. tbrwson. Giants, 1909: j, pel. .866. ire the g cords since 1904. Ec and lost 15 in 1908 foi tr won 31 and lost It Eft Bob Feller's besl when he won 24 and Grove's record mark. that now becomes th target. Here's quite I Bitter how keen a sharp- - may happen to be LOST 4 - PCT. .886. m Joe Wood of the Red B has even approached flit figures and Joe wai K. at .872, which is nc Bist or a flop. Befrv Grove's 1931 mark have to win 31 game. By 3. This means tha Be will have to win U mm 15 starts. You wil Bit this is quite an order mis as that Lefty Grove BooDtaineer, had the Bweutive years an; lever known: .750 in 1921 Bv.848 in 1930 .886 it m 1932 and .750 in 1933 fcl, Lefty won 59 games A . Try and match thai lor something over ,87( fctit seasons. those perennial pessl ie in ancient history at their mossy beards if to say: soft year for pitchers. "1? facing a bunch oi s, most of them clasi This is an off year count." W a few seconds. Whj t of the pitchers mop Ferriss is? Newhousei 'is one of the best from but though working to'er ball club he hasn'' follow the Ferriss pace Support N back to Grove's bi Ferfiss another Jimmj W Al Simmons bat- - tw his side? Simmons " season and Jimmy 30 home run, 'auAnd there were oth ack had a world se "" War, back in 1931 '"at Grove drew fai m and offensive sup. WRtdSox can offer ;tr"ss, the Red Soi I place, badlj ry team In th. FJ" except the Ath the Ferriss recori 1 1 would have onl JjMt the 42 they held EagaJn that Left were working Tanning, two world ) Jf Ferriss has beer R am that without tan last amon k gj His infield FjBWg Room JraBtest war sea- - I New Yorh no, "'errin, alone U N w,VIso speakin v been et- - v repCrts lately I w. Ve hearJ from tw Conches and material will be It L Was 8 year ago. Army 01 anil be good." Stales' Constitutions More than 140 constitutions have been adopted by the states of this country since 1776. While many states have had only one, other states, such as Georgia, Louisiana, South Carolina and Virginia, have had as many as six different con-stitutions. Before starling to polish lcather- - seated chairs, wipe off the seats with a clotli dipped in sweet milk. You will be surprised at the dirt that will come off. Polish as usual. m, Add a few chopped ripe or green olives to either plain or lemon sauce served with fish. To remove stains from a vase or bottle, put into it two table-spoons salt and four tablespoons vinegar and shake well. Let stand for several hours, then empty and rinse out in hot soapsuds. The washer manufacturers have carefully worked out the amount of water that will give best re-sults in their machines. On most machines the water line is clearly marked, t otiow tnis guide tor Dest results. The size of the load is also worked out, usually in pounds. Many persons keep a towel hang-ing on a hook or nail where chil-dren can reach it readily. If hung up carelessly, towels do not last long. But by crocheting a loop with heavy crochet cotton or sew-ing on a loop of tape and instruct-ing children to use this when hanging up the towel, you will save much wear and tear. If you are reshingling your house, think about color. A thoughtfully chosen roof color may greatly enhance the appear-ance of a house. |