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Show TIIE LEIH SUN. LEIII. UTAH L I -I I Pleasing Motifs for Pot and Pan Holders 4 ft lis- tl, IN J, harlx te. for J 16 PK. Still ;i Slick mode:; anj !: nor i: rths I OUtE b,fv; 4 V 125 ir, 3D ED D oeiiti. ICO. Ctf.tiJ ip II lb tut im 5 it II El UT L A J ItUtC MS red i PWlB ndvnthff 'WVW I to tea inn 1 rite in i riTUT t Gtr, A ffiwr: OBIES kiGtj,r- od fount" W.HJ fke Citf. "ED! IMY NTURf-T NTURf-T YOU! ONS l dan d 35. r w AifCff astAtft two Keys to a cabin mi B Y CHAPTER XlV-Contlnued mi with aU of those deeds your "w " . .. vnu to her for the b your lives, you, John, and r t,.t interniDted Gay. of course she's been splendid. I F". " . i Rut it's a sort La tui su w ma .jshness, too. dub i aS I can ao uiuie iu the can't sne s airaio. oi jainly because she wants to be source of all giving, hUTe uncharitable, Gay." . ffl honest I've seen, u i r;n't Gabriella Graham, if I had ,oney she would welcome me ,r 8ake. I being who I am. i.m nd resents me." '. ,w nf necuritv breeds fear. fa jou are obliged to consider possible result or every move make, you are cautious." k're afraid, too," she said. U audibly, as though tne woras been forced through her lips. L don't trust me." le tamed to look at her rnisera- h-m needn't tell me. i Know." a on! pa ladled. "The thines I've c thinking are true, the things I Ljht tonight while I was waiting t (or vou." ruat things, Gay?" hat it isn't possible. We hurt t other. Love isn't enough." Ca, Gayl I do love you!" His : reached for her. Passion ted through the dark misery in eyes. I adore you. , bince I i met you, when you were fif-; fif-; years old, I've worshiped you." Eol Don't touch me!" She red away from the sofa, went to id, leaning, against the wing- beside the hearth. He left rose Willow her, dropped back, sat I shoulders drooping, his hands 1,'ing between his knees. "It's biology, isn't it?" she asked i little brittle laugh. "I hoped h was more than that I had oaive notion that biology was a part of it that there could ".mpanionship, too, and faith and L I D A L A R fc'ay 1" He groaned. I mbeeinninB to undprstand Nn iat I guess I've known but I S-in't admit it Dn vnu mpm. Christmas Eve in New York p Suki announced callers? You fi me What von shnnlri sav fan. I think I asked you what o to me. You said 'I tell you you.- That's the only thine an say to each other without eung. What will we talk about i-?" p ii-when we're together, we oe nere or in New York. Won't be Deonll trettino ir. v, 1 D'i'ti Ui VXi W Jour family, mine" ' Wd myself that, but it isn't ve can t escape our environ- We'll take them with ii werwego. We'll ouarrel anri andauarrpi aoin k., u wu. cabu e will leave a scar. Let's not R, John." Started tin frn U. tr. -u me suia. f!?l Do you mean?" hs ..uj , - . uacu :iy. beld him off wih on ture. "UnclP Jnhn ...... she said steadily, her hands -5 me oacs of the chair. "But ;g. We must live, John, b,autWo! : -.i 8 JtP hurting each 7tuu now. neaUy and bideher.atalittledis. "ps moving, his -8 ner iace. She eyes glanced to do that?" be 3 fu want - Wletly. H. icpiy was as f3 as his con- o horne tomorrow and start , el 70U- H Will he Hi-..u ,.,,' you- " time?" ,-an that? Look at me, an iC 01 lears- E3tD th. h elViCe faltered- iCot chair. 11,0,1511 her length "'t-gly "'t-gly then she broke Change anything. LK "t we. Gay? "heran ... with , " llcr iace, . . . 0W we? i don.t CBAPTERXV iVSht.in 016 chair - Deen read ing as Gay and Todd came into the room. "Hello," she said, removing her reading glasses. "Hello." Gay returned her greeting greet-ing cheerfully. "Hello, Kate." Todd said smiling. Kate's keen eyes regarded them speculatively. "Where have you been?" she asked. "Driving in Connecticut" Gay dropped into the chair opposite Kate's. "It's a heavenly day." "Grand. Summer at last" Todd stood beside Gay's chair, looking especially handsome, Kate thought, in a light flannel suit and a green shirt with a darker green tie which accented the lights in his hazel eyes. "What are you reading, the dictionary?" diction-ary?" ' "Anthony Adverse. Since I can no longer get a kick out of telling people I haven't read it, I thought I might as well But riding In Connecticut" Kate's eyebrow lifted. "Aren't you working these days?" "This was business." Todd grinned at Kate with a light-hearted air which raised the eyebrow higher. high-er. "An estate the bank may risk a mortgage on. We were looking it over." "Gay must have been a great help," Kate said dryly. "Moral support" Gay said, smiling. smil-ing. "I've got to run along," Todd said. "Will eight be too early, Gay?? "Just about right, I should say." Gay smiled lazily up at Todd. 'Tell your Dad I think it's a safe risk, except that the well-sweep, though picturesque, is a fake." "I'll remember that" Todd started start-ed toward the door. " 'Bye, Kate. Good-by, Gay. See you at eight." "You should learn to control your voice, Todd." "What big ears you have, Katie. 'Bye. Eight o'clock, Gay. Don't move. You look too comfortable. I think I can find my way out" His footsteps sounded along the hall The grill of the lift slurred and clicked. Kate looked at Gay leaning back in the chair beside the windows. "Hats are getting crazier and crazier," she said. "Yes, aren't they?" Gay pulled off the scrap of straw to which Kate referred. "That one looks like a fez without the tasseL Are you a Shriner?" "No, I'm an elk. Didn't you know?" Gay spun the hat on her forefinger. "Any word from Mother?" Moth-er?" i "None. You're going out for din ner?" "Yes. And dancing afterwards." "Well, thanks for this fleeting glimpse of you." "Do you mind? I won't go if you do. I know I haven't been home with you much and it was nice of you to come in and stay with me while Kitty and Robert are away." "Go on. I don't mind. I have Anthony here for company. Quite a lad, too, I've gathered from the portion por-tion I've read thus far." "Do you mind, really? You sound" "Oh, go on." Kate regarded Gay in silence for a moment Then, "I suppose you know what you're doing?" do-ing?" she said. "What do you mean?" Gay's glance turned to the windows through which showed a glimpse of blue sky and early June sunlight "You know what I mean. Don't pretend that you don't" "Todd understands." "If he does, it's more than I do. You break your engagement upset the entire family, and then you proceed pro-ceed to spend a part of every day with him." "Don't scold me when I'm cheerful. cheer-ful. Todd and I are just very good friends." "Which, I suppose, is the reason he comes in here fairly dripping moonlight and roses. There's nothing noth-ing like a good friend to put a song in the voice and a shine in the eyes." "There's no pleasing you." Gay laughed. "When I stayed at home you urged me to go out Now that I'm following your advice, you scold me." "You have no sense of proportion. You either act like a hibernating ground-hog or a slightly intoxicated moth. You're going too hard." Kate's brows drew together in a frown. "You're so thin you scarcely cast a shadow and your eyes are too big for your face." "It makes me interesting looking." look-ing." , "Oh, nonsense! I don't like what you're doing to Todd." 'That should be Todd's concern, shouldn't it?" "I know. You needn't tell me. None of my business." -I'm sorry. Kate. It's all right. Todd has gotten all over being in love with me." Kate looked at her with an expression ex-pression of studied derision which R I M O R E e MACRAE SMITH Ctt WNU SERVICE did not conceal the concern in her eyes. "I suppose you think it's charming modesty to pretend that he isn't more in love with you than ever." Kate waited, then burst out "What has happened? What about John?" "Nothing." Gay's eyes fell from Kate's anxious face to the hat in her lap. "Excuse me. I've wondered, but you've been so stately that I haven't dared' to ask questions. "Have you?" , "Nothing, really. I hear from him. He's well and busy. There's a chance of his getting the sort of work he wants in Boston. He isn't particularly interested in general practice and the doctor for whom he has been substituting has returned. I ought to start to dress if I'm going go-ing out We're having dinner at the Heron Club. The food isn't much but the music is good. Denny O'Connor O'Con-nor is there again. I adore his songs." "That's right Change the sub-Ject sub-Ject Has something happened? I was afraid" "You were right It isn't it hasn't worked out" Gay lifted shadowed eyes dark with pain which contradicted contra-dicted the half-smile trembling across her lips. " 'East is east and west is west,' as Mr. Kipling pointed out. What's that about the rich young man and the camel and the "We could go away, now, tonight, down into Maryland." needle's eye? You, with your rectory recto-ry training, should understand. It applies to young ladies who have too much money, as well" She sagged down in the chair, her hands falling in a gesture of hopelessness. "I'm so tired, Kate." "Don't go out Go to bed. I'll bring you something on a tray." She sat erect forcing animation into her gestures, her voice, her smile. "I want to go. When I'm dancing, where there are people" She sprang up from the chair. "Oh. how I hate good times!" "Gay!" Kate rose and went to her. "There's no sense in this, you know. Go to bed. You're as white as chalk." Gay stood by the windows looking look-ing out into the clear atmosphere still bright with the after-glow of the sun. "June," she said, barely audibly. "It's lovely at the cabin now. There are wild strawberries in the meadow across the road and the ferns are uncurling along the lane." "I wish you'd never seen the cabin!" cab-in!" "Do you? I don't. I wouldn't have missed it I'm grateful" "You're half sick. Gay," Kate cried desperately. . "Please go to bed." "I'm going out to dance." She turned from the windows, not looking look-ing at Kate. "If it takes the rain to make the pretty flowers," she sang a little off-key. "Have you heard Denny O'Connor? He's marvelous." "WelL if that's a sample" "Are you criticizing my voice?" She swayed toward Kate, dropped her head against Kate's shoulder. "It just takes time, doesn't it? Kate, how much time does it take?" The music stopped. Todd led Gay to the seat against the wall upholstered uphol-stered in peacock-blue leather. "Are you having fun?" He seated himself beside her. "Has anything happened since this afternoon?" "I am." She turned to smile at him brightly. "No. nothing has happened. Why do yoi- ask?" "You're so quiet' I thought you enjoyed this afternoon." "I did." She raised her glass. "Did you tell your Dad that we thought the property was a pretty good risk?" "You're unhappy, Gay. "That's very ungrateful of me. When a gentleman takes a lady dancing danc-ing the least she can do is to be bright and merry." "I don't care about that" Todd's face above the conventional black and white of his dinner clothes was very grave. "Is there anything I can do?" She was silent for a moment Then, I must do it myself," she said, slowly, listlessly. "I should have made it a clean break three months ago. I've always disliked loose ends." "Gay" He bent toward her. "Do you think of what I told you, of what I've been telling you all spring?" "Very often." Her glance lifted, then fell to the table. Her fingers twirled the slender stem of the glass. "Will you?" he asked very low. Her eyes lifted again, met his eyes steadily. "I couldn't do that to you, Todd." "But if I'm willing to take a chance " "We'll neither of us have any peace," she said thoughtfully, "until "un-til He, John " She paused. glanced away. "You know that you can talk of him to me." "Yes, I know. You've been" Her voice faltered. "I can't tell you." "You do like me, Gay?" "You are my best and my dearest friend." "Then why not? You say that he, that John, half expects it Wouldn't it be the most simple solution? We could go away, now, tonight, down into Maryland. You can't keep on like this. You're making yourself UL I know you love him. But you love me, too, in a different way. And if he's" "It would be a simple solution for him, for me, too, perhaps. But you, Todd? You're too fine to have anything any-thing but the best You'd be sacrificing sacri-ficing yourself" To have you, even the part of you that has always belonged to me? That's not a sacrifice. It's pure selfishness, Gay. I'm conceited enough to think that in time" "And you're probably right I don't know" "We've always come together again, after either of us has strayed." He smiled. "You remember remem-ber when I was pretty crazy about Julie? I woke up one morning while visiting her in Charleston, and couldn't wait to get back to you. I had myself all primed for abasements abase-ments and declarations and when I burst in on you at Southampton all you said was, 'Go change your clothes, Todd. We're sailing in a race this afternoon.' " "I remember." A faint reflection of his smile curved her lips. Encouraged by the smile, he went on eagerly, persuasively. "And when you were running a temperature about that aviator What was his name?" (TO BE CONTINUED) Great Lakes Area Yields Valuable Data on Indians Indians had a feast on the beach of an island in Lake Huron at some time between 500 and 800 A. D. The fact that this feast was held, however, how-ever, is not nearly as important as the fact that there were Indians in the Great Lakes region from 1,100 to 1,400 years ago. Until recently no definite evidence had ever been produced to prove that there were human inhabitants of this area at such an early date. Searching for early Indian data on Great Cloche island, just north of Manitoulin island in the Georgian bay region, Dr. E. F. Greenman, University of Michigan archeologist discovered the remains of this ancient an-cient Indian meaL Later Dr. Green-man Green-man returned to the Island with Dr. George M. Stanley, Michigan geologist geolo-gist to determine the age of the find. Evidence that Indians held such feast on the beach of Great Cloche island consists of the discolored sand and stones on which their fires were built scraps of foreign flint and quartz, and bones of fish and animals ani-mals which made up their meal. Evidently the meal consisted of moose, deer, beaver, sturgeon and another unidentified type of fish. The beach on which the Indiana ate their meal, now 23 feet above the water of Lake Huron, says Dr Stanley, was on the water level when the red men visited the island hundreds of years age. 1 AT, BV- , STifecREENMDlO By VIRGINIA VALE (ReltiKd by Western Ntwpaper Union.) ROSALIND RUSSELL, who considers Columbia her lucky lot, has been signed to play the feminine starring role in that studio's new comedy, com-edy, "This Thing Called Love," a tale of a six months' trial marriage which goes on the rocks before it is well launched. Miss Russell will be seen as a brisk and competent com-petent insurance executive (and let's hope she won't over-act, as she sometimes does) and Melvyn Douglas, playing opposite he-, will be a mining engineer. A few years ago the beautiful Rosalind was borrowed by Columbia for the title role in "Craig's Wife," an unsympathetic part as you'll probably recall, but in It she proved 8 iw ft'- - -,1 r ROSALIND RUSSELL so conclusively that she could act that the picture gave her a place at the top. She scored another Columbia Colum-bia triumph as "Hildy Johnson" in "His Girl Friday." Two daughters of famous football coaches are np for roles In "Tlllie the Toiler"; they are Marcla Shaughnessy and Annie Lee Stagg, and were suggested by no less a personage per-sonage than Maude Adams, the famous actress, who coached them at Stevens college. The 52.6 second kiss record set by Ann Sheridan and George Brent in "Honeymoon for Three" brought reactions re-actions of all kinds from here, there and elsewhere. A Los Angeles laundry asked for the handkerchief used by Brent to wipe off Miss Sheridan's lipstick, offering of-fering to launder it for nothing. An Inventor in Indianapolis asked Brent to be the first to try his new lipstick remover. A clock manufacturer inquired in-quired what kind of watch was used to time the kiss. A New York promoter pro-moter telegraphed a $500 offer to the pair if they would officially open a "kissathon" by repeating the performance. per-formance. And then a woman's club In To-peka, To-peka, Kan., passed a resolution rec ommending that endurance kissing be banned on the ground that it is unhygienic. And countless males be tween the ages of 17 and 60 wrote in, volunteering to take over Brent'i next assignment of that kind for nothing. . When young Betty Brewer was working with htm In "Rangers of Fortune" Fred MacMurray taught her to croon. Since then she has been rehearsing her sister and broth er and a little neighbor girl In a quartet which she calls "Betty Brew er and Her Playmates," and It's s good that an advertising agency may put them on the air this fall. As old as radio Is the annoying production problem of performers kicking the microphone stand or striking it with their hands if they make gestures while on the air. If a grating sound comes from your receiving set that's probably the reason. Cecil B. DeMille thought he'd solved the problem for his radio theater last year, by using a hanging hang-ing microphone but without a base stand to guide them, actors bumped their heads into the mike. (Gluttons (Glut-tons for punishment these actors!) Undaunted, C. B. went to work agaia And this year when the cast assembled for the theater's first production, pro-duction, "Manhattan Melodrama," with Myrna Loy, William Powell, and, of course, Don Ameche, they found that a circular guard rail had been built under the mike. That suited them perfecUy they could rest their scripts on it ODDS ASD ENDS Q'Most Inspirational Extra of the Year" is the tide bestowed on Doris Davenport by the Hollywood Studio Club, because she rose from the ex tra ranks to the feminine lead in "The Westerner.' C. Douglas Fairbanks Jr is vacationing vacation-ing at his farm in Virginia, C Susnnna Foster, starlet of Para-mount's Para-mount's "There's Magic in Aujic," was all ready to leave for vacation in Kearney, Neb when her dog, Rex, teas struck by an automobile. She unpacked un-packed her trunks and abandoned her plans, to stay at home until Rex recovered. POR our first fall needlework, what could be more appropri ate than making some new pan holders? Gay flower faces, hen and rooster, Toby jugs and a parrot par-rot handle holder, etc. Why. even the smallest scrap bag would sup- Transfer Z8976 ply enough material, for some of these ere pieced. Bazaars and gifts will take inexpensive toll of any you aren't needing yourself. Transfer Z8978. 13 cents, gives motifs for ten holders. Send orders toi AUNT MARTHA Bos 166-W Kansas City, Mo. Enclose 15 cents tor each pattern desired. Pattern No Name Address , iiia&l When YOU dust uso O-Cedar on your dustdoth. Dust and NEVER raise a dust Here's the smart, easy, mtdtrn way to dust. Add one tablespoonful of gentint O-Cedar Polish to one pint of warm water; dip your dustcloth in thar, dry it and us it. titw when you dust vou puk LP the grit nd lint an J sandy dust. You don't raise clouds; you don't uatttr the dust from table to chairs back to tables again . , . your cloth picks VP the dust, and your furniture is spotless. Ask for POLISH MOPS, WAX, DUSTERS, CLEANERS AND SLY AND MOTH SPRAY Man A Knot of Roots A man is a bundle of relations, a knot of roots, whose flower and fruitage is the world. Emerson. Who's a Copycat? Everybody! Man is, under the skin, and sometimes on top of it, remarkably remark-ably akin to the lower animals. His sense of self-preservation is just as acute. So are his appetites and a great many of his emotions. The following scries of photos is not intended to poke fun at any-one, any-one, but is designed merely to draw a few parallels. In some of the cases portrayed the subjects have deliberately copied denizens of the lower animal kingdom. In others the similarity is purely accidental. ac-cidental. We could have drawn more deadly parallels, but our aim is a pleasing scries and nothing would be gained by introducing unpleasantness. There is too much of that in the headlines. ' ; rV:.: Cr. VrrW. ! I "V J - ? ! (T .t ' 1 . ' 1 ft. . ...... n v " !' - . : ' l tmt' I ... ' , J VAMPIRE . . . In the upper picture we have a giant fruit bat, popularly called the vampire bat through a belief that it sucks human blood. It is not pretty. The maid in the lower picture suggests sug-gests a bat in flight making a pretty picture. Her cloak is designed to act as a sail on a ski run. Her name, Madeline O'Reilly, of lew York. She was photographed at North Conway, New Hampshire. - - . ... M :- - . v 4.".-., ' 3 NOSY . , . This monkey gets his name from his extraordinary proboscis. Nature gave it to him for a reason and the reason SCHNOZZOLA . . , Jimmy Durante, famed stage and screen comedian, found that his nose is his fortune. The garland was not to make people laugh, is Hawaiian leis. ... a - una ; J. '.it n i-l- TV 1 ( ' v''i fi-fnifnir 1 1 iifch n iri-iif-i fri 'Vf.'TI we don't pay too much attention at-tention to the grizzly bears terrible ter-rible claws we manage to jeel sorry for him, with his nose pressed pathetically against the bars pining, for freedom. COUNTERPART ...But u cannot pity this hnman counterpart counter-part of the bear, glaring through the bars of his cell, on charge of killing a four -year -old girl through criminal attack. |