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Show \ THE TIMES-INDEPENDENT, - IRISH EYES MOAB, UTAH -orr 1 and 21, loses her job in New - that evening, ee for her, are ne eels different when she enters the magnificent home, or the occupants prove is job. During the not-so-happy eveni ng Angela finds fifty dollars in a conte They are both happy at the discovery, only to cket in Sheila's purse. be disheartened when Mrs. Carscadden te lls Sheila the money must be returned the person whose initials and street numb oing aaa a ne ete in an ancient "Oat eethe she feels, Then,oe he remembered, wner will was reward Peter. her At home liberally. She looks ‘ eels different when she enters the Sagitwet bce,e, for eee prove the occupants ‘to be the Mc Cann family, old friends, now wealthy, of Sheila's lates" And "there she Maes "yA acquaintance of the previous summer! Sheila finds that Peter udge Mc Cann's son. Both Peter soon to be married. Frank on to take her eae ra a and Peter,lake secretly, places a slip of paper in her I and. The paper isa 4 meet Peter at the library the next day. Against her ‘will, Shella goes oo library where she meets Peter. They talk, and she finds that, after all, she does not care for Peter. Preparing to leave, they find the library door locked! Th e building is closed, and no one can hear their shouts. Escape seems ‘impossible, but Peter jumps from a window and on -, soe of ancome building. Climbing ote a" fire Sn ane escape, they enter a studio room. ere two men confront them with will Seo cee make Check she her tells Ken, named One of them, gh prisoners. CHAPTER the her and fed, now, and busy and needed, and "Dinner?" hoarsely. their names so he might wire their families that they are safe. They are @{ bundled into a car, transferred to a truck, and head for the gangsters' hideout a CHAPTER i ied Vil-Continued o yar never stopped. Every bone in was was head. yumelled like your chloroform prison the tpyhole lot of 'em,'" Peter said vi»»dously. mm "Tf we ever get out!" "We'll get out all right," he said. -je appeared to doze again, and reathed heavily. ‘‘It's state's pris- aeherself from the ,qalf-consciousness agony stupor to the to rouse that was full reali- uefation of pain and danger again. "T'll never get over this; it's murr," Peter said. ‘Sheila, heavy against his shouler, made no answer. "Gosh, it'll be good to get rested iS somewhere." m "It'll be awful to start in-" ong a snowy pathy, up steps across powdered, low, unrailed, country rch, and into a house not many Sone ee SEER Rateek orld. ide | warmer Sheila than saw the a clock outer that said suddenly growing enormous Her eyelids hurt, she turned a smoking from away eyes Someone was helping her off lamp. with her wet, snowy coat; she cried but in sudden pain as her arms were moved. Her hat was off; the heavihess so was head her in that bad its mattress showing off her shoes, sank never before in her bewilderment al discomfort wakened such to was she? What walls were these, and why was she asleep in her office dress? She turned over, and her dank, - sour, ripping bed covers gave forth a sickly, rancid smell. She sat up and brought her feet to the floor and ooked about her. and filthy odds vere flung at untidy broken some ere of carpet There angles. in the chairs ends 00m, a collapsing chest of drawers, cking a foot and propped on a stout Other little cardboard box. iture consisted only of her bed nd two other similarly shabby iron with beds, bedding. and thin mattresses foul and The walls were discolored the dark; old wooden doors Sagged in their frames and carried | white china knobs. Sheila had nev er been in a decaying old farmhouse before, but she knew that she was ¢ in one | ¥ On y Mc dé ™Most now. fall MA but it was She smoke. wood than round, hard off slices stale cut a loaf; broke eggs. in the sitting-room men the extract plates, incredible disorder an end of together. the cups, from kitchen; the of the table and sat down said twelve o'clock. o'clock?"' ‘‘Peter, can it be twelve . ei He looked at his wrist watch. Sheila he said, winding "It might be."" half filled her cup, ating in comfort. his luxuri- She went on eat- comment. ing without further on a level The old kitchen was the rest of the below steps two s the It ran straight acros house. and had winback of the building these From on both sides. dows snow, vista; same there was the of ets blank under meadows leveled the dim far perwhite, trees and whiton, sky and spective of horiz ened world. say to you?" ‘"‘What'd they "Who?" there." fellers in spoken to me at all," "Those "Nobody's she said. out- found ‘What' s-have you ar hat's the big idea the cautiously toward . Peter looked and Sheila spoke, front room as he jnaudibly: answered almost just at the me in ed "We got mix see of something, of was the other heavily beds Peter asleep, al afraid PRTEOTT said MAE an old ringer. my dog. Well, "My mother goes Outside was unbroken snow. cold hands together. ‘‘Something smells good," he added. And then, with the nearest approach to a smile she had ever seen in him, "I hear we have to wash our hands?" To this Sheila made no response. She was embarrassed. She stirred the thickening stew carefully. after I left HERE'S a beautifully graceful dress that has everything you need to make your figure look more slender and supple. Made with a long, unbroken line in the back, 8631 has a front panel widen- She gathered potroast that they and the liked spaghetti. the Any- way, they ate quantities of it, mountains of it, with all the gravy and vegetables that she could scrape up from the big baking pan in which tremendous the served had she They had put wine on the meal. of it, but some drank Peter table; Sheila would touch it. lighter, seemed The atmosphere somehow, as they ate together. She tired and lame feel to begun had and drowsy, -but there was no more efreal a It was only with fear. fort that she roused herself, afterof the business and began ward, clearing up. they surprise her To not into Joe Cars- all helped her; she tore the red tablecloth into four pieces that each assistant might carried the They his own. have remains of the stew into the ice-cold pantry, piled the plates neatly, drew back the chairs, and one brigand secured a wisp of broom somewhere and brushed the rough old floor. "They're just like Neely and Joe,"' she thought. She could smile as she asked for a hod of coal, a bucket of water. ‘There!' Sheila said in satisfacShe tion, when all this was done. was now, exhausted and drawing a deep old rocker close to the stove, and catching up a coverless movie to be in that happened magazine the woodbox, she composed herself for a rest. The men were trying to persuade Peter to something; Peter was unwilling. "They're just going to bring some exwood into the front room," Ken his in plained, characteristically ‘‘Go along and help careless way. them!" in He and Sheila were left alone and the kitchen, with the warmth soapand the smells of food and fire It was suds, in the gathering dusk. o'clock, four past half quite not closwas day but the brief stormy ing in. The man sat down, lighted pipe and stretched his legs. " "Well, you got the boys tamed, he said then. he Sheila not proving responsive, his pulled on his pipe in silence, and all home."' Sheila dollars!"' lid, coins Mea a teakettle in it. * remove ink from carpets, the stain immediately with milk. After hands peeling with then wash a onions little dry rub in the usual way. + * 7 A bay leaf or a sprig of dried thyme is sufficient to season the gravy of a pot roast. 7. *¢ # Make a point of keeping the best pieces of old pillow-cases and sheets. They are handy for patching and much better than new material. 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He's going to ried Tuesday." ; t." "Well, I thought you weren' -~ (TO BE CONTINUED) the mustard, for ‘‘Would it be a hairbrush, mummy, or just your hand?"' The Questions "It would be a swell thing," Ken careful tone, said, in a guarded, "to go home to your mother without your stake, and without a job! You told me yesterday," he said, "that I'd never make my stake at this Well, maybe I never kind of thing. I was thinking last night that will. old fellers, even the of some even of trouble, out keep they when it. haven't got anything to show for business, the in many too There's and down too many there's and out that come to find you and make got not "I've said. he a touch," If I could put my hand anything. I all it's on five thousand dollars, could clean up in a hurry." thousand in ee wo "T know, I tell you," Sheila said, warming, ‘because I know how Ma she us with her; wants She is! doesn't care about anything else as "Fjve 15 cents "Osco cds cnsckn er. Little Bertha stopped toying with the lid of her chocolate box and endeavored to concentrate upon the play. But it was a dull affair. In two minutes her small fingers were busy again. ‘"‘Now, Bertha,' exclaimed her mother, ‘‘I warn you." When her mother spoke like that she was not to be disregarded. Glancing doubtfully at the dull stage, and then at the tempting ASK ME ANOTHER him!' as we're in a. Liscdéas "Don't You old."' He cleared "Syre-"? Ken began. ‘Sure, they're all his throat again. bravado. with like that!'' he said ‘Your mother," Sheila continued inexorably, ‘‘never goes into church but what she prays for you, that you'll be good and that you'll come You can bet on home some day. the she meets time Every that! neighbors she tells them how well Every time she cooks you're doing. she to like, used you something thinks, ‘This is the way I did it for long To wash skim Bertha Wished to Know Punishment-Just in Case and night, every room cadden's kisses him, after he's gone to bed, neck. his and tucks things in around And she'll say, ‘Did you say your ‘Do you love and Joe?' prayers, Ma, Joe?' as if he was two years Sheila and nodded to her without a smile. For a full two minutes he stood warming himself by the stove, watching her. "You seem to have fitted in all right," Ken said. He ground his lime oe Address home, darned if my mother didn't keep that old dog and take care of him, and every time she wrote to me it'd be how old Cap was coming on, and how he missed me, and everything. It was a riot!' "Well, I can tell you something Sheila then," mother, your about said, briskly, after a pause. "‘I don't care whether it means anything to you or not, but I know how it is, because I know how we are, with Ma. only The floor Enclose this. wouldn't have fed him." He stopped to laugh and to remember, and seemed to forget her for a minute. "This old wreck," he began again with relish, ‘"‘would sorter hang around, and finally I got to calling him ‘Cap,' and he stayed with us; he was they were leave us-let And they didn't dare _ [us go, for fear we'd give them Lamely completely dressed. Sheila walked over and stud . | away." one Cann p) slow!) to threatened and "Stopped," For alIt was daytime, anyway. wooden hough the old-fashioned hutters were closed, outside the foom's four many-paned windows, Rotting here was light beyond. ips of old net hung at these winpoorly old, of dows; the floor was matched pine boards, upon which ome the just naturally remove SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 149 New Montgomery Ave. San Francisco Calif. ‘"‘Because if she isn't-she's worried." ‘‘To show you how crazy she is- my mother, I mean," Ken said. "‘I had an old hound-listen, he didn't amount to a hill of beans. He was WAS and and And never in her life, Sheila thought, had she tasted such food. It was delicious beyond anything imnot aginable; she felt that she could butget enough Of the sour, toasted, tered bread, the hot drink, the hot Color and courage returned eggs. with returning warmth and vitality. An alarm clock, set down haphazard in the general confusion, physi- Where at once. about, Peter joined her, and they cleared down, life sky rather to shab- and airs ently toast and coffee and scrambled eggs were ready; she managed ew coverings about her. Someody took away the lamp. "b Waking was misery. Sheila had "such restless her A minute later the man called Ken came into the kitchen. He had evidently just arrived, for his face was red with cold, and his gloves and coat wet. He looked curiously at heard, they did not molest her. Pres- y and discolored under a heap of den comforters. But it was standg still, at least, with a floor under and walls steady about it, and the Sheila om was not utterly cold. cked drifts jumped, pipes If she stumbled blindly about, putting up her hand, trying to rub the wet tangle of her hair away. There was a bleak-looking, flat lron bed, the tree-branches considered ‘‘Well, I hope she is!" she finally, with a little laugh. ‘‘Why do you hope she is?" meekly. turned to the back of the house, and with sure instinct opened still another door and went into the kitchen. It was deserted, but the stove was Sheila food. there was and hot, pushed a coffeepot forward; hacked Peding, again. her the leaden of re- at her, looming four the Sheila Peter said, kill us for "Give me those plates."' Impressed, Peter obeyed shook under her feet as she timidly ventured in. It had once been a dining-room. It was quite unfurnished now. At one end an open door led into the front room that flanked the bedroom and here Sheila heard voices, mumbling, voices of men, and from this direction came also the smell When they finally did stop she ould not be completely awakened. e was half-dragged, half-guided egrees but pers, the windows sealed. she , muttered. half past being, clicking She fell silent. For a few minutes Ken was silent, too. Then he said, in a nettled tone: "And what makes you think my mother's any different from yours?" said less than that!" "Oh, shucks!"' Sheila said boldly. an- A prolonged The snow had stopped for the time apparition **You've got a nerve!"' fearfully. ‘‘They might Peter at her elbow. ‘‘Where are we?'' "I don't know." "Seen anyone this morning?" "IT just woke up." "This is a hot one!" said Peter. ‘‘Well, I know I'm freezing,'' Sheila said. She took a pocket comb from her handbag and ran it through her thick red hair. She rubbed her face with both palms, ordered her dress slightly and went to the door at the back of the room. "Took out what you're doing!"' Peter whispered sharply. But Sheila had already opened the door a crack and was peering through. The room into which Sheila looked was unspeakably desolate and dirty, the floor littered with old newspa- yi "For heaven's sake, don't talk so »@oud!'" lt) She became a little light-hearted It was not this She saw the villainous face stare at her oddly. The man vanished. she might have been the fence Sheila that's what it is,'' he said, rous, and speaking in an angry, drong voice. 0 her turn. it; woman's To boil a little vinegar ing toward the hem, (in itself creating the illusion of height as against width because it directs the eye up and down) bodice gathers and shoulder darts. Thus with a few easy details, it assures correct fit over the bust, slenderness of waistline and hips. _ The deep, narrow v of the neckline adds to its becomingness, and you can trim that, and the sleeve edges, with dainty frills or lace without losing any of the slimming magic! Wear it now in small-figured print or dark sheers. _Pattern No. 8631 is designed for Sizes 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46, 48, 50 and 52. Size 38 requires, with short sleeves, 4% yards of 39-inch material without nap; with long, 45g yards of 39-inch material. 2% yards lace or ruffling to trim. Send order to: my "Maybe mothers are different,' Sheila suggested. ‘‘But my mother is crazy about us. She was left a widow, you know; she had to take state help, for a while. But she never would give one of us up, she just raised the roof when they wanted to take Angela and keep her in a hospital. No matter what you do, my mother'll make excuses for you. Once I was terribly saucy to Sister Regilus-'' The room in which she found herself was on the ground floor, the railless porch was just outside. The fields and what might have been the road sloped away in a series of rounded hills below the farmhouse, and beyond everything vanished gently into a general dimness of snow and cloud. some- for upon in view. of her seen Wicks E PARIMEN ‘Without seeing your mother, hay? Well, that,'' Ken said, with his patronizing, complacent air, ‘that's what it is."' again. hing." IV} A long silence. Ti "This is state's track were low, breath or a blowing fixed?" But sleeping Then a well-sweep, outhouses, all mutffled and disguised by the white powdering of the storm. Great bare trees stretched their branches over- we?"' be "I don't know. haggard, seconds. that outlined a road; she could not tell. Near the house she saw a barn, ., "I don't know. They're taking us mewhere in a truck." "Bootleggers,"" Peter whispered. it » ""Sh-h!"" jg "What'd I do, drink. something ayat few house hummock "Keep quiet!"" Sheila murmured. ..A silence. Then he breathed -gain, in a more alert tone: are a not other whispered. - ‘Where flushed, for need seen *"‘Oh-"' Sheila said, widening her eyes into their surprised babyish look. ‘‘That's too long." ‘Yep. In about half an hour," Sheila responded briskly. ‘‘You tell them to wash their hands!" went cautiously and peeped through the cracked old ‘window glass and the slits in the shutters. Outside was unbroken snow. There eila's body was jarred and aching. head was dizzy, her thoughts ‘andered vaguely. Sometimes she i] into a moment's doze, only to 2 jerked awake again as the truck Ment over some rut or turned some Mi rner. ‘ai "Oh, my God, my head!'' Peter wwresently his face ‘on and on and on; the men spoke occasionally in low tones; the the since I've years." VIII A hideous face looked into kitchen; it would have appalled yesterday. But she was warm this filled heart. "How mother? long Four you've politely. 5 HOUSEHOLD QUESTIONS ‘ dindindindlndindlind reddish-haired since asked ¢ "Re. @ In recent laboratory tests, CAMELS burned 25% slower than the average of the 15 other of the largest-selling brands tested-slower than eny of them. That means, on the average, a smoking plus equal to EXTRA SMOKES PER PACK! iii fe "By gosh, it's like a play. And do they get us back today?" "T don't know." On the back of the stove there was a great black pot in which a colossal cut of beef wallowed in broth; Sheila drew it forward, salvaged what potatoes she could from a dish into which spoons and applepeelings had been thrust, cut onions into the mess and set it to decent pot-roast simmering. ‘york by offering use ut unwelcome su ee Typically to show her laser mune ‘feminine, she chooses that timecousin, pur c she bought The Cecilia Moore. a second-hand store, to her ries of a boy she had met the previous summer-s a boy whSoe 6. anall ose fiaefirsttox name, PATI ERN l) et i td { "How long her?" the girl nG began i SERVICE FAR he ti neonates THUS Presently i Sheila STORY fire. "So you thought my mether was dead, hay? No, sir, my little mother is very much alive. She's got chickens, she's got a garden, she drives an old Ford." 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