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Show THE LEW SUN, LEW. UTAH HOW iq SE Jisk Me Another Tk e.te O A General Quiz Icn mnsta ho ten womi nil tf vol keLydii id, mi an boli ivsmott ' ealmiai ams trut ecognia 9 ay ! mill etarow icisei ! r wise want r follO 1 leaswt foods B( ipats. It" for Ff teaspoon mini. i for?' O ARCADIA HOUSE i SYNOPSIS Vary lM iTiS effectual XAiTter-ln-law. unmar-,g, unmar-,g, hi weaiw rJend( 11 d vorcee. lor Christmai W f0rIwSmng bote for them .re vsit- Wa'"n her younger sister. El-Hary'i El-Hary'i mother, ne mMert .is- EI her 'athe,r,."H pi,r the baby of Aunt Mamie .nd.r the b w tem$i ttS i guests with their lug-CrR lug-CrR "elP th Secretly in love with fe- in leaving, her Aunt Lin- rC.rMagry to visit nfr In New York M urges Mary w works In a Mary refuse. Mary raatal "hrary. " . ..hm. Marv sr Wou as railroad attorney, the ,4 then teus ner he haf 11 hli Se Despondent. Mary de-SCfto de-SCfto accep her Abnt Linnie'i tavfc In New York her aunt laughs at ?or her pTans to write, and insists meet as many eligible men tot2fw The new week brings two fi& One. torn the National Weekly th $100 check for her story, makes IT furiously happy. The other, from 2 sdfste ? tens he7that financial condi- M . parViiven by her aunt. meets distinguished Jerome Tay-taf Tay-taf wealthy middle aged man-about- and effusive Count Umberto Bali-Si Bali-Si The count's oily manner nauseates S A note from her father the follow t6av Pleads with her not to mention ttJ family's financial plight to her aunt Her reading it she forces herself to be-rjwork be-rjwork on her next short story, which t niore difficult to write than the first Sht labors on until her aunt Informs her thS Count Umberto, whom Lelia terms t sponger and fortune hunter, is to take tisefn to dinner that evening. He takes them to a garish restaurant in Greenwich Green-wich Village. That evening Mary sends fc5tory. "Their Son." to the National teekly She goes to see Phillip Buchanan, Bu-chanan, editor of the National Weekly, to whom she has given her last story, it. Kor n lnnrh He coneratu- lates her for the simple treatment given tW. arnfV Dllrl 9V thflt hpr lflfit fife DCU1.ik, ..v. UlQiUSt I3'U1 J t fering will receive Immediate attention. At lunch she is introduced to attractive Jia Ormsby. Lelia lormer nusDana. CHAPTER VI Continued Marv watched Jim Ormsby as he walked across the room, and finally disappeared through the door into thg foyer. She liked his voice, the way he carried his shoulders, tne perfect "hang" of his well-cut clothes. He looked just the sort ol person whom Lelia might well have loved whom Lelia might well still love with all her heart "He's very attractive." she said, more to her self than to Phillip Buchanan. 'Sie's tops." the man replied al most belligerently, "and, to my way oi thinking, he s been given a dirty deal. His wife divorced him a cou ple of years ago on what was merely circumstantial evidence. Never ffavp him a rhnnp in evnlain- nnr? he .-was too damned proud to do so later, beemed to figure that if. she didn't havp mnrp faith in him than she appeared to have, he might as wen let ner go. lary leaned across the table. "Is hisjjwife, by any chance, named Lea?" she asked excitedly. ies, Buchanan replied, sur prised, "it isl Do you know her?" "Well, rathorl Tn fot eh'o . of fousin of mine, and she's visiting ijuuue ngm now! 'ph, Lord! I hope I haven't said anything I shouldn't have!" "po, Mr. Buchanan, not at all. By the way. isn't it time leaving?" m Buchanan looked at his watch. "Yes, it is. How are you going ud- tonni?" Mary smiled at him. "Literally, " Jhe bus," she replied. "Meta- Pboricallv iuu ace, a ill terribly excited over this assignment to fcake good." Buchanan motioned to Alphonse, g anced over the check, and, leav-some leav-some bUls on the table, indicated indicat-ed ?o Mary that he was ready to ev "You'U hear from us as soon 3 f e've made a decision on Their Miss Loring," he said when reached the foyer. "Thanks wJunchmg with me." , ary extended a gloved hand. Tnks for asking me," she re-,,ftd re-,,ftd her eyes dancing. "I loved l- Slthouffh T ,(. , . - yjied for a while." tymkd?" the man replied. -Jrmed! at do you mean?" 4 around" H heart ,l, ghteAthan U had bn in s, and hoi- f w . . . r,. " iccl "reiy loucned !S and ed up Fifth Avenue. J CHAPTER VH kbyftr " seated at tte oy tne east w nrtnm ir. u r.room whw. kt7" "ic "v" Cotn.. :riJ. rcturnea to 1-4 she ca pi h: iL . .. . --" apartment. "Ma. I kev in ,v , "11U me cuc T . Lelia. Where are you?" tL!Ct hirl for myself, if-d aS ?1 Mature 1 "re's thftoTTu me West Indies i and I believe thafd """ttt for our trip." j. r iaCe cushed. .r BICE' I ere. . I PUBLICATIONS WNU SERVICE "Good heavens!" cried Lelia. "What in the world have you been doing? You look as if you'd caught the world by the tail! I've never seen anybody quite so aglow! Did you see Mr. Buchanan?" Mary fell into the cushions of the lounge and prepared to relax in comfort "That's just it, Lelia," she replied, her voice husky with excitement "I not only saw Mr. Buchanan, but he took me to lunch at the Lafayette. And, Lelia, he wants me to write a series of 'shorts' for his magazine." "Darling! That's wonderful! Did he mention the delicate subject of pay?" "Yes. LeL he did! He's going to increase the size of the checks as time goes on, providing, of course, my stuff clicks with the public. I'm so happy. You can't imagine what it means to me." "It means," Lelia said, her blue eyes serious, "that 'At Sea' must be a darned good tale, and that Phillip Buchanan feels he's made another of his well-known finds! Congratulations, Congratula-tions, my dear. By the way, how did you like Phil Buchanan?" "I liked him well enough," Mary replied, "but he acted as if he were bored to death with every word I uttered, and he looked at his watch at least six times." "Oh, well" chuckled Lelia, "he is a busy man." , "Lelia," Mary began. "Yes?" replied Lelia, not looking up. "Lelia, I I met Jim Ormsby today." The older girl did not move, but Mary could see a deep red slowly rising to the nape of her neck. "He's a friend of Phil Buchanan's," Lelia returned evenly, her attention ap parently riveted on a colorful picture pic-ture of the race course at Havana. "Yes," Mary returned. "He asked Mr. Buchanan to spend the week-end at his house in Connecticut" Connecti-cut" Lelia turned about a little smile twisting her lips, her eyes as blue and unfathomable as a wintry sea. "That house in Connecticut is "Yes," Buchanan replied, surprised, sur-prised, "it is! Do you know her?" sweet White clap-board, and sort of straggling all over the side of the hilL and a fireplace in every room. We lived there most of the time, Jim and L" There was a revealing nostalgia in Lelia's tones as she spoke of the home she and Jim had shared together, to-gether, and Mary, sensing the ache that lay beneath those words, longed to rush to her and place sympathetic arms about her shoulders. Instead, she continued to stand by the window. win-dow. "He's attractive, Lelia." "Yes," Lelia replied dully. "There has never been anyone else like him in my life. And, Mary, there never will be. Did he seem well, and and happy?" "I saw him for just an instant Lelia," Le-lia," Mary countered, wishing she had more to tell the other woman. "He merely came to our table at the Lafayette, and spoke to Mr. Buchanan about going to Connecticut Connecti-cut for the week-end. He said two other men whose names I don't remember re-member were to be in the party, and that they'd play Badminton and Bridge." A second of silence followed, broken bro-ken finally by Mary. "Was there any mail for me, Lelia, in the eleven o'clock delivery?" Lelia's shoulders jerked, as if she had been abruptly jarred out of a reverie. "Yes, I believe there's a letter from Hawkinsville. And, by the way, there's a box of something or other for you, delivered about an hour ago by. a Western Union boy. Looks like candy, and I hope it is. I'm perishing for the want of a chocolate-covered mint" "The letter from home can wait an instant" Mary thought "At least until I see what's in this package." pack-age." She untied the ribbon, and tore away the glossy orange tissue that covered the box. An envelope-enclosed card, tipped from its position by her eager fingers, fell to the o floor. Stooping, she picked it up and read, "Fruits from Italy to a lovely lady, with the felicitations and adoration of Umberto." "Just so much eyewash!" she told herself. "The man scarcely knows me. Til give the stuff to Addie. Maybe she'll like it" Then with a commingling of eagerness ea-gerness and apprehension, she opened the letter from Ellen. Mary dear: There's really not thing to tell you. but I know that you worry when you don't hear from home every now and then, so am writing anyhow. Dad still hasn't been able to make any connections, Mother is getting thinner thin-ner every day from worry, and Aunt Mamie goes sadly about with the usual chip on her shoulder. She has taken to referring wistfully to one Harry Archer who visited at Grandfather's house twenty-five years ago. Intimating that he was desperately In love with her, and that It was just too bad she didn't marry him. I asked Dad on the Q. T. if the guy really had been in love with her, and he replied that if he was. he managed to exert wonderful self-controL All Dad can remember about Harry Archer's visit was that there had been two picnics pic-nics at Hick's Bluff, and. In both cases, Harry bad to be hit over the head with a club in order to get him even to go through the motions of being Aunt Mamie's Ma-mie's escort Browns Business College have put me first on. their list for any possible Job that may present Itself, but I'm afraid the chances aren't so hot I hope you're having a wonderful time. Have you seen Radio City yet? Give my love to Aunt Llnnle and Leila. Devotedly. Ellen. P. S. Chris Cragg was married to that Ilsa Graceland In Chicago last Saturday, and is bringing her to Hawkinsville the end of the week. Everybody's dying to see what she's like. For an instant, the room went quite black before Mary's eyes, and it was only with supreme effort that she kept from slumping to the floor. So, Chris had married, after all! Of course, he had told her that he was going to. Of course, he had been honor-bound to carry through; yet all along, there had smoldered in the back of her mind the thought "If he really loves me, he won't marry Ilsa. He can't! He'll surely tell her that he loves someone else that his marriage to her can't go through!" But the marriage had gone through last Saturday! Chris had now been married for five days. With fingers that seemed numb, she picked Ellen's letter up, tore it into tiny pieces, and dropped it into the waste basket How surprised Ellen would have been had she dreamed of the portent of that postscript! post-script! "Thank God," Mary thought gratefully, "nobody not even Ellen knows how desperately I care for Chris! Nobody knows that I care at all!" At last, she turned from the dressing-table, and moved toward the bed. Blindly, she dropped to the bed, heedless of the satin spread that covered it and lay there in a disconsolate heap, like a child that has been sent to his nursery for punishment At last the tears began be-gan to come, and still unmindful of the coverlet, she buried her face against the protecting privacy of the pillow, and gratefully let them falL She did not know how long she lay there, but the winter darkness had fallen outside when Lelia finally entered the room and snapped on the light "Mary, I didn't know you were here!" she said, glimpsing the huddle of Mary's body on the bed. "Have you been asleep?" Mary sat up, trying to avert her haggard face from Lelia's gaze. "Yes," she lied. "I was asleep. What time is it Lelia?" "Six o'clock, darling. Hadn't you better start dressing? This is the night you and Linnie are going to Jerry Taylor's, isn't it? He's sending send-ing the car for you, Mary?" "Yes?" "I wish you'd wear my ermine wrap tonight It would look simply ravishing on you, and I know Aunt Linnie wants you to appear particularly particu-larly beautifuL Jerome's quite a Gorgeous Temple Built to Win the Love of a Woman, but Proved Failure Of all the Buddhistic remains In Java the Temple of Boroboedoer is the most famous. . It dates from the Eighth or the Ninth century and is built of volcanic vol-canic stone over a huge mound, the latter forming the core of the stupa and being inclosed by four sculp tured galleries, on the tops of which are three terraces, the uppermost being surmounted by a central da-goba. da-goba. Each of the four sides of this immense structure measures 530 feet and there are something like two miles of bas-reliefs and carvings on the walls of the galleries. gal-leries. According to legend, relates a writer in the Los Angeles Times, Borboedoer was built to win the affection af-fection of a capricious young woman. wom-an. She insisted that her lover, an architect should design, construct and complete the finest temple on earth as a wedding gift to her within with-in the space of 12 months. She stipulated stip-ulated that it should be perfect in every detaiL All this the energetic youth promised, prom-ised, as he was very much enamored enam-ored of the young woman. Being wealthy and closely allied person, you know even though he is, in my humble opinion, the worst sort of renegade." "But Lelia," Mary demurred. "I might get it soiled or tear it" "Don't be ridiculous, darling. I want you to wear it It'll look di-vine di-vine with that silver-threaded evening eve-ning frock of yours." "All right" Mary replied listless-ly. listless-ly. "Thank you." But she was thinking, think-ing, "What difference does it make how, I look? What difference does anything make. Chris is married." Three-quarters of an hour later, Mary, a transformed person, stood before the mirror of the dressing-table dressing-table The hot bath and icy shower had brought life and color back to her weary body; miraculously wiped from her face the ravages of sorrow. sor-row. Lelia had dusted just enough She picked Ellen's letter op and tore it into tiny pieces. rouge over the soft curve of her cheeks to disguise their pallor. Her lace frock clung lovingly to her body, and fell to the floor in an eddy of silver and white. Three orchids of deep purple perched lightly on her left shoulder, and now and then smoothed their soft petals against her cheek. Addie had Just brought them in with the announcement that Mr. Taylor's chauffeur had delivered deliv-ered them, and that Mr Taylor's car was waiting at the door. "Well, if you ain't a dream!" Addie Ad-die cried. "Why, honey, you look just like a princess." Mary, suddenly awaie that had it not been for Lelia, she would never have been able to dress that evening that Lelia had practically pulled her together turned impulsively impul-sively and kissed the other girl on the cheek. "Thank you, Lelia. You've been sweet to me tonight You're always sweet to me." Linnie Cotswell, looking handsome in a trailing gown of maroon-colored lace, appeared in the doorway "Ready, Mary? Why, my dear, you're a dream! I didn't know my family tree could produce such royal roy-al fruit!" Mary never quite knew how she managed to get through the hours that followed It was like a hectic nightmare a nightmare made up of spacious, flower-filled rooms in Jerome Taylor's penthouse; of Jerome Je-rome Taylor himself, faultless in black and white, a gardenia in his lapel; always at her side, always looking at her with admiring eyes. Dancing with Jerome Taylor to the tune of "September in the Rain," and thoughts of Chris! A constant pain in her heart, a lump in her throat that could not be swallowed, and thoughts, unforgettable thoughts, of Christopher Cragg! v (TO BE CONTINUED) to the ruling powers of the country he was able to enlist the services of thousands of men from near and afar. The greatest sculptors and builders of the time were pressed into service, a year of high-pressure construction resulting. At the close of 12 months the temple was completed. The architect archi-tect conducted his lady love upon a tour of inspection, watching all the time the glistening sparkle in her eye. But the sparkle was not for him. She had set her mind upon finding a defect and this caused the smile that gave a light to her gazing. Coming at last to the end of the tens of thousands of figures decorating decorat-ing the walls and terraces she found one statue that was unfinished. Whereupon she coldly reminded her lover that her conditions had not been fulfilled left him and later married a more favored youth. Rich AnthrACite Region The Wyoming valley in Luzerne county, Pa., is a rich anthracite region re-gion through which flows the Susquehanna Sus-quehanna river. Wilkes-Barre. with a population of about 87,000, is the metropolis of the valley. 4 Ruth Wyeth Spears cAB AROUND A a w "fl0 DIME h - t -J Ktu "JLf rUE GINGHAM o w W i STRETCH Wtl J) JT OVER CARD- 'NWr BOARD si ABg 9 Embroidery by Mary Ann, ae nine. f ARY ANN was named for her iV-1 grandmother, who at the age of nine, made an elaborate sampler sam-pler of embroidery stitches. Everyone Ev-eryone thought it would be nice if the modern Mary Ann could also do a bit of hand work to be framed and kept. We here report, thanks to a series of rainy afternoons, this was actually accomplished. Mary Ann's mother started the project with a rather -large piece of blue gingham; a pair of embroidery em-broidery hoops and some odds and ends of bright six strand mercerized mercer-ized embroidery thread. Outlines for flower designs were made by drawing around coins and the flowers flow-ers were embroidered as shown here. Stems were done in outline stitch and leaves in groups of straight stitches. From the many attempts on that piece of gingham, two flower groups had almost as much life and charm as the modern Mary Ann, age nine. These were neatly framed and lend a gay note at each side of an oid mirror. NOTE: Book 1, Gifts, Novelties and Embroidery, gives full in- TIPS to (jrardeners Helping Seeds Along "pHE first step toward insuring A germination of seeds is proper planting. In exceptionally dry weather, however, even properly planted seeds may not germinate. It is advisable in such a case to prepare the dry soil for the seed. Water freely, as though you had a crop growing. Allow the water to soak in and when the soil has good moisture content, begin your planting. You must be careful, of course, not to plant in wet, muddy soil. Excessive rainfall, on the other hand, may make the soil so moist as to cause rotting of planted seeds. If they have not germinated germi-nated within a' reasonable length of time after planting, a few of them should be dug up and examined. If rotting is indicated, another planting must be made. While few vegetable seeds require re-quire special treatment to assist germination, numerous flower seeds can successfully be treated, according to Gilbert Bentley, flower flow-er expert. He advises as follows: Nick the seed coat of lupin, moonflow-er moonflow-er and morning glory; remove the rough outer coating of nasturtium, momordica, castor bean and sand verbena; soak canna, lily, job's tear and sweet pea seeds in water wa-ter for 12 hours before planting. THANKS, I DO ENJOY A MILD CIGARETTE "5 r ,W' '. 7 (7m structions for ninety embroidery stitches with many sketches showing show-ing ways to use them. You and your children may have happy hours with this fascinating -hand work. Book 1, SEWING, for the Home Decorator, contains 48 complete com-plete lessons for making slipcovers, slipcov-ers, draperies, bedspreads and many other things for the house. Books are 25 cents each. If you order both books, crazypatch leaflet, leaf-let, reviving interest in this old-time old-time hand craft, is included FREE. Address, Mrs. Spears, 210 S. Desplaines St., Chicago, 111. UncLMllC We Cultivate That Field Politics offers such a tremen dous field in which to be bogus. Everyone may be an idealist; but none should be a zealot. A zealot is a nuisance. Let Us Add Courage Confucius recommended five moral virtues humanity, justice, order, prudence and rectitude; none of which is likely to acoom plish much without a stout heart. If one earnestly wants to be a gentleman he can be one. The rules are plain. That's All We Ask Laws cannot change human na ture, they can but, at best, change human behavior. What is the greatest pleasure of an old man? Conversation. In dulge him if you have a kind heart. ( Safety Talks ) Like the Chicken, We - TT BEGINS to look as though A maybe we humans are second cousins to the chickens when it comes to crossing the road. Of 7,250 pedestrians killed dur ing 1937 in traffic accidents that occurred in cities, says the National Na-tional Safety council, in its 1938 edition of "Accident Facts," 85 per cent were struck while crossing the road. About 2,900 persons were injured fatally while crossing a street somewhere BETWEEN intersec tions. Approximately 3,260 met their death at intersections. Either they were crossing the intersee tion with the traffic signal, against the signal, diagonally, or were crossing an intersection at which there was no traffic signal. Dead ly and tragic work at the cross roads! ,:- Sft If X ) The Questions 1. What is the hieheKt UnAmt. nation of U. S. postage stamp now used? 2. In what city is found the long est street? 3. What is a metaDhor? A simile? 4. What was the family name nt Romeo? ; of Juliet? 5. What anniversary will hase- ball celebrate this year? 6. What is the most powerful lighthouse in the United States? 7. What is the largest flowing spring in the world? The Answers 1. The $5 stamp is the largest. 2. Los Anceles Ficueroa street 27.5 miles long. 3. Unexpressed comDarison: ex pressed comparison. 4. Montague and Capulet 5. Its 100th anniversary. 6. It is the lichthouse at Nave- sink, N. J., which uses 9,000,000 candlepower. 7. Silver springs in Florida has registered volume of flow of 801,000,000 every 24 hours and is conceded the largest flowing spring in the world. Enough water wa-ter flows from it every 24 hours to supply each person in the United States with five callons each. It is the only stream navigable to its very source. And of All Things Hitched to a Milk Cart I It was early morning. Driving home from a party was a young chap somewhat the worse for liquor, liq-uor, steering a course that would have puzzled a snake to follow. Round the corner came a milk cart, the driver of which did all he could to get out of the drunk'a way, swerving from side to side. For a moment the car wavered, then it stopped abruptly. Out sprang the tipsy fellow. Looking up at the other driver with a look of tremendous dignity, he demanded: "Hi, you! Wash the idea of you driving that intochicated horse, huh?" LOST YOUR PEP? Her la Amazing Relief lor Condition Due to Sluggleh Bowele Vf . r Y J .If yoti think all lantlm tm rrtwr:f aa mini. uioroiuiU. r- .11 ...M.hi. I . I frimliluK. tnvitiorntlii. Ti)utlulile irllf from Ick lioadarhte, WIIoim spell, Uiwi teellu Wliea Mwclatwl with eoiwUiiatloti. WltilOUI tUSK (riiRiilt. Mak tha test llwn If not elHliihttid. return U box to lu. 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