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Show AMERICAN FORK CITIZEN V -Hannat Setia Ttction- i 0 IDEW EtFFOuQTT 1 By SAMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS ADAMS WHU SERVICE AUTHOR OF 'IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT1 MS ites ra'i iau. to I elpful f tool Brown sketcM Mark iashej I then tl or thef olor icll WS of 2 rder for id of an the timi r houses curtains 'lampsi 1 do tb SWING, show P, tx look; jiderj, !St It tionj fc; gs. Boc ou orde quilt k illustra! r stitch . Spear, , Chicaj vvu Ml M tiered Kelsey. Into Marne's & be got the Ty, shoulders. 'Trf me." he di- catch me above litiched the ilde yaotclearly know, itorden to the sofa ll Hardly could the whispered ri Nobody could ji beam. U bim alter she jL bandaged the jieross-the scalp, Uihiskey into the jjBik stirred. His 'guttered a small fright." said Kel-iJoubt Kel-iJoubt if it's even a iiu exploring the glands. "Skull like iji But there's a J&emselves putting .He lay disturb-i disturb-i asked: ilbers going to get yt get any help for nr mind ttlr fil blimtW' lini aiv i bKlchnd wouidl el aw nBir.it a inexpturt rtfeubla. n teaxt I to tab hi hot tit saw nit EnIisk i ret uu i itt. kk III titan. I Vat- uchnef ieEDd iou bast 3d that -Herncl I y iK silence, during jiber companion's ro somber, intent. times he lifted H if through some from her, and The explanation 'a!" the exclaimed. Lmatter? There'! ll little on edge." i afraid," she said tat you." Jut find it in her Dei She was too .Set thought which, Itoto words, would Sethis: X together. What ae, will happen to A beginning to un- Aer. It can't be aat inkling of her nd across the bed ll She smiled back, filiated. .spped short, didn't Jmething else?" w be that," said We them, there M a faint radi-frefly. radi-frefly. It roused f With a howl, born krror, he hurled h They grappled fc three threshed 'i I human tangle, J kraiture as they Meted state, Keillor Kei-llor the delirious ' and bis ally 7 to prison one feh she had at-jJ at-jJ were dragged : k was bent on p to anchor him u half way out across his face, ed, and went gri. ?jjh now, a sharp j8! down by the the gnome, and back into his toor. in floun-sonr. erarirnr.i .i 0, What what's the had followed torch, went to 'town. P toastly. What stuck in the therw ow did you amended .'bailing till my I could find In mk back?" i if he were fit a doctor out &e hospital Is 7't'cs. ril do Hashtub lives ' 'arne Into the ,'onlf-open door breathlessly and with a bint of a sniffle trying to explain something. Then Marne'a clear voice. "Ob, what does it matter now? What does anything like that matter? mat-ter? Don't bother." "But I got Kelsey In wrong with you." "That's all fixed. Pass It, Gloria." Glo-ria." Martin asked Kelsey: "Do you think It's safe here?" "No. Get Marne out" "I guess the old craft'll hold one extra, with a lot of bailing. Though I guarantee nothing If this weather keeps up. Listen to that wind I" "Then hurry up." "What about you, boy? Suppose the old shack casts loose?" "There's a bunch of shore-willows still standing up. If I can get Glunk "Mart's an experienced boatman." boat-man." "The wind's awfuL" She shuddered. shud-dered. "How soon could he bring the doctor back, if he can make It?" - . "A couple of hours, I should think," answered Kelsey, trying to sound more optimistic than he felt. "I believe I could use a nap. Wake me if Glunk is worse," She fell Into prompt and deep slumber. CHAPTER XIII It was not Kelsey that woke the sleeper, but a frightened sense that a searchlight was playing upon her face. She opened her eyes and saw, through the window opposite, flashes too frequent for lightning, occurring -?;W;M:i ? :-1 ' ' ill 1 Xrri I n t--. - - - trr.;- r'Lk-- Th Injured Cloak lay there distarblngly qolet. to that, we might make the big syc amore beyond." "You might," retorted his friend through compressed lips, "and then again" "Cut it. Mart Get started." "For where?" Marne was stand ing In the doorway. Kelsey said briskly: "Next boat starts in thirty seconds. Are you and Gloria ready?" "I'm ready. What about you?" "I'm not going this trip." "Why not?" "Well, there's Gunk to think of." "So there is. I'm not going, el ther." "Don't be a fool, Marne. Why should you stay here when" "Well, there's Glunk," stated the girl placidly. "Now, listen to me " "And there's you." "Too much talk," put in Martin. "We're starting." Kelsey put an urgent hand on Marne's shoulder. "Martin will come back for me after he's landed you and Gloria A savage gust of the rising gale blew in the swinging window with a crash. "Pretty soon we can't any of us get anywhere," stated Martin. "This wind is getting ugly." "Then how do you figure on com ing back for Kelsey?" queried the girl. She swerved away from Kel-sey's Kel-sey's hold. "Get going, Gloria," snapped Martin. He turned to the other girL "Do you want us to drag you down and throw you in?" Crossing the room, she settled Into a massive arm-chair, and wound herself into it with arms and legs. "You'd have to take this. too. Sit-down Sit-down strike," she announced. "Marne!" pleaded Kelsey. "I'd do anything in the world for you but that" she laughed. "I like this place." "Coming, Gloria?" barked Martin. Mar-tin. "I don't know. I-I-I-I feel like a rat leaving them" "Beat It my child," directed Marne. "We don't need a chaperon tonight" The pair struggled out Into the uproar up-roar of the elements, Martin shout-inx shout-inx over his shoulder: "I'll be back If I can make it" Kelsey was white to the lips, but he put on an easy air. "Stout fella, Martin." he approved. "Doesn't waste time on useless motions." "Are you going to scold me?" "No:" "That's good. I don't feel I could quite take it Just now. I'm going to look at Glunk." Presently she called out from the Inner room: "He's bleeding again. Bring me the cloth and basin, will you?" Care of the sufferer occupied them both for a time. When the immediate immedi-ate Job was done, the girl said: "Do you think there's any chance of their not making it?" in a sort of spaced rhythm which stirred vague associations in her still confused brain. She sat up in her chair. "What's that?" "Someone's playing funny tricks with my car-lights, I should say." She crossed to the window. "It Isn't funny tricks. They're trying to signal." "How do you know?" Jilt's Morse code. Short for dot; long for dash." "Then it must be Holmes. He used to be a telegrapher. But what's the use? I can't read it" "I can. It was in one of my courses. 'K. H.' What kind of code is that?" "My initials." "Of course. How dumb of me! They're taking a chance you might know Morse. Wait I'll answer." When the flashes lapsed into darkness, dark-ness, she operated the window-shade, window-shade, sending out the letters: "O. K. 0. K." At once the message began to come over. Marne spelling it out for her companion. "B-O-A-T S-U-N-K, boat sunk. W-E O-K; they're all right thank God!" she complet ed the reading: " 'Will stand by till morning.' V.Tiat time is it Kelsey?" "Close to midnight" "There's a lot of night left" "Yes." "That eliminates the doctor-man. There's no other way of bis getting here, I suppose." "I can't figure any, unless he had a nyaro. "Glunk seems easier now," she announced after taking a look. "Then we can think about our selves for a change." He came over and stood above her. "Marne, there are too many loose ends hanging between us. I've got some things to say." She looked up at him with eyes that begged his forbearance. "Not tonight, to-night, Kelsey, dear. Do you mind?" "Why not tonight?" "Look at us," she said. "We're all worked up. We're off balance. And you're going serious on me." "Deadly serious." "Let's wait till tomorrow. When we're quite normal again." He could not find it in his heart to say to her: "There may not be any tomorrow for us." He sighed and nodded. "You are sweet to me. You understand, un-derstand, don't you?" "I'm trying to. Why don't you turn in .and get some rest?" "Doesn't appeal to me at the moment. mo-ment. I wish we had something to do." "That's easy. Remember the canoe ca-noe that Martin picked out of a bush?" "With a hole in it as big as our two heads?" "That can be patched. I've had It in mind to do it in case we might develop a yen to go paddling." pad-dling." "Would she carry us?" she asked dubiously. "I think so. In an emergency." "What kind of emergency?" "Oh, well, if this aged mansion sprung a leak." She stared at him soberly. "I see," she said. "What do you want me to do?" "Help me dig up anything in the line of patching material." Careful search brought to hand tools, strips of wood, paint, and tar. It was a rough bit of patchwork that Kelsey contrived, but he wentbout it in a workmanlike way which commanded com-manded Marne's respect "There," said he to his assistant after two hours of absorbed toil "By morning she ought to be watertight." water-tight." "I'm sorry It's finished, though," she mused, giving the little craft a final pat "Why?" "It's been something to keep us busy." He glanced at her face, strained and wan. "You'd better go up and get some rest" he advised compassionately. com-passionately. "I couldn't go to bed. Suppose Glunk wanted me?" "All right Make me some coffee, cof-fee, then." It would be easier for her, he figured, if she had something to do. She not only made the coffee, but scrambled the two remaining eggs, and contrived some tolerable toast. After they had eaten this in great content, Marne fell asleep again. Moans from the bed awoke her. Struggling to her feet she groped for Kelsey's hand in terror. "Is he worse?" "I doubt It. Another touch of delirium, de-lirium, I expect." Slowly the bandaged head turned toward the rear wall, and seemed to shrink between the massive shoulders shoul-ders as if from the brutality of another an-other blow. There was a sharp shock, a more strident note from the darkness outside. The ancient mansion trembled throughout its frame. "That was a boulder," said Kelsey. Kel-sey. "No harm done." "Does that mean that the cliff is giving way?" "I don't know." Glunk groaned and lay still. A rill of water darted in quick angles across the floor. "Time to move to higher ground," prescribed Kelsey with determined cheerfulness. "Give a hand with the canoe." They bore their handiwork tenderly tender-ly up the three steps leading from the dining room and set it in the hallway hall-way close to the front door. Kelsey returned to get Glunk, who seemed to be in a semi-coma. "Listen," said Marne. The wind was whooping overhead. "It'll begin to be light in less than four hours," reckoned her companion. (TO BE COHTIXI ED) Star Musi k King Tyrone, Off he Air kJoan Signs for 5 Years irFan Gets ISew Illusions lly Virginia Vale I ! nPHERE'LL be no more Ty-j Ty-j A rone Power on the radio, ; by order of his boss, Darryl Zanuck, production head of Twentieth Century-Fox. Mr. Zanuck made this announce-I announce-I ment as a result of protests pro-tests from theater exhibitors ; against too many appear-! appear-! ances of screen stars on radio : programs. Mr. Zanuck stated that he had no quarrel with radio, but that the stars were en-' en-' dangered because it was so difficult to get adequate material for those ! weekly appearances, especially ' since it must be new. So Tyrone, recently elected king I of the movies by some 22,000 news-j news-j paper readers, had to go off the air. Joan Blondell has tied future again, so far as Joan Blondell up her making movies Is concerned. She's signed with Columbia to make two pictures a year for live years, and starts the ball rolling roll-ing with "Good Girls Go to Paris, Too." originally scheduled for Jean Arthur. It's said that Columbia want- ed to borrow her for that one some moiths ago, and that Warner Broth ers' refusal to lend her was at least partly responsible for her winding up her contract. "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" will be retired from circulation cir-culation the first of April, after breaking records in every important impor-tant city all over the world, and will probably be re-issued again about this time next year. It cost $1,700,-000 $1,700,-000 to make, and will gross about eight million. It played in 41 coun tries, and was the first sound picture pic-ture to be translated into a "talking book" for the blind. And "Dopey" got more fan mail than all the other characters put together. When Madeleine Carroll paused recently in New York on her way from Europe to Hol lywood she shattered shat-tered one movie fan's illusions. The movie - mad girl went to a smart night club, and during dur-ing the course of the evening noticed a rather buxom young lady who danced every dance with great enthusiasm. enthusi-asm. She had on rather dismal looking look-ing gun-metal col ored hose and very flat shoes, reported re-ported the movie fan. Decidedly not smart. But her hat was an un-copyable un-copyable French bicorne, and the collar of "her suit marked it as one of the latest efforts of a famous French modiste. 1 Suddenly the rather buxom young lady smiled, and the movie fan wilted. She had recognized Miss Carroll and had learned that movie stars, when left to their own devices, de-vices, aren't always as smartly dressed as they are on the screen. Incidentally, the next Carroll picture pic-ture is "Cafe Society," and the one after that is called "Air Raid," and is the story of two young people caught in a city in the war zone. if " Madeleine Carroll Various Calendars Used by Japanese; Count From Emperor's Accession Date Although the Christian calendar is the business standard in Japan. there are other calendars, some of them bewildering to foreigners, also in use, says one authority. The present year is 1938 in Japan as in America for foreign commercial commer-cial and many domestic purposes. However, it is more usual for Japanese Japa-nese among themselves to count the years from the date of the emperor's em-peror's accession. This is year 13 by that reckoning. For ceremonial occasions it is that is, the number of years elapsed since the coronation of Japan's first emperor, Jlnmu. For centuries it was the practice to change the era every time something some-thing epoch-making happened, or when there occurred some earthquake, earth-quake, drouth, pestilence or famine which needed to he quickly thrust out of the present into the past The ruler who changed his eras most was Godaigo, the ninety-sixth emperor. em-peror. One of the most important milestones mile-stones in the world's recent history was the arrival of Commodore Perry Per-ry at Uraga in the sixth year of Kaei (1852). Despite his friendly reception re-ception his visif "was viewed as a bodeful portent? and' after his departure de-parture the era was changed tor Ansel An-sel (Peaceful Reign) to blot out the memory of the event. Perry returned re-turned next year, however. And in the second year of Ansci occurred the great earthquake which killed more than 100,000 persons. Emperor Meizl, ascending the throne in 1868, put a stop to this ancient practice of frequently changing the year-name. He decreed de-creed that each emperor should use but one year-name, beginning and ending with his reign. Hollywood has to be awfully careful care-ful about these war pictures. In "Idiot's Delight," for example, Esperanto Es-peranto was used Instead of Italian, French or German, Just to avoid the danger of angry protests from foreign governments. When it was done as a play no such precaution was taken. When fame begins to come to a radio performer it certainly comes fast. Kay Kyser, the orchestra leader, wasn't particularly well known even so recently as a year ago. Now he's so well established at the top of the ladder that when be signed recently to appear with his band at a New York movie house the contract called for a salary sal-ary of $13,500 a week an all-time high. Want to know what sort of thing is likely to trouble big executives? It seems that there were weeks of huddles over the title for Raymond Paige's new program. It was to be called "100 Men and a Girl," and Paige had 100 men in his band, and the girl was Hildegarde and everything was flue. But Universal owned the title remember the picture pic-ture by that name? 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