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Show THE LEIII SUN, LEII1. UTAH Kathl een Norris Says: Girls Do Strange Things These Days ' (Bell Syndicate WNU Service.) ! MB! Over OUboun LmU. -i Teias ex- CBAPTEEVI I to Lee Hart's t eemed something " Bi imagination pic- c6 . nf the report it EdirK from Wade Scott's Suld Probably whistling, bis mind on a lo marry i of taking the gulch he f 01 r. i,.nini to cover LSto edge. Lode his gaze swei - m . j,ne He saw !Pcltea u" :;f the barn. there were others in it, . .. - miff nf smoke I stood mere t" 7 I inro nnening in torn tne w"iuv" -r k At least one man was a, the bed 01 we -and fifty yards frorn the shot from that point told wall alfalfa field ft of the house. It ran to 1 . ... tn the ravine. leaning uy - 7 j the ditch crossing it Ltion of the house. Rank Cvered the edges. A wild ,ped to his mind, wny uut i..t Jitch. crawl along it mm u.vf - ,as close to the cabin, and Mash to join the defenders.' fee top of the ravine he pick-ihorse, pick-ihorse, then moved down it ly. As he came round a bend juich, he looked down into basin which held the ranch, k.inm him n man aru - behind a large boulder, a He was watching 'whin, evidently hoping to Imnse of one of the defend- fia down in the draw and rds to his right another )o was also waiting behind r a shot - ' . ptoed forward, revolver in e had not been a big-game a nothing. No perceptible if his movements reached Tesan toward whom he t-footing. Unwittingly the elped at his own undoing, r preoccupied with the job his mind was following a aci which led straight from e quarry in the cabin. When as about ten strides from drew a bead and fired. As :racked Jeff flung aside cau-took cau-took the last stretch on the ran whirled, too late. The rel of the .45 smashed down ifted forehead. His body and collapsed. F had noticed what had tak- Jeff helped himself to the i3e and cartridge belt. He 0 the left and stepped down dry ditch he had seen from ' above. Crouching low in rept forward. The alfalfa pretty well. rg the field was a slow busi-le busi-le went on all fours, drag-rifle drag-rifle beside him. He was :ugh the cabin to see lead inters from the logs, ailed softly, "Hello the I sad when no answer came Wm he called again, more It was after his fourth at-M at-M somebody inside an- y M What you want?" f rani I'm gonna make a fw. Fling it open for r give me word." as a perceptible silence fe nan in the house renlied. m you there it you're blk. you fooL Do as I Nee the ( M of the ditch running. --6 u me valley he Somebody had dis-Texan dis-Texan li. k.j . udu miocKea . " the news. roarprt fa" the power W-tant. 11. CtT- m clinging W down again. Still ' "led forward a foot iaio w , Jeff h? entrance-te!? entrance-te!? Covered the fit,?,10 e open to get edCtgatherbJm up. "ardthe house. Terr . taB. J " Ro"nd Tod to ''w sale, .truck INSTALLMENT THIRTEEN himself, traces them to Jack Turley, a "spy." Nor does Jeff Ilka Calhoun, foreman fore-man ol one of the big ranches. Ellen Terry items Interested to both of them. Lee Bart, a rustler-rancher, reports of the mobilization of the Texan Invaders across country to hit Johnson's Prong and take the short cut down Box Canyon. They traveled at a road gait, not pushing their horses, for there was a long journey ahead of them. - When they talked it was mostly about a new enterprise in which they were to be partners. They had made an arrangement with John Q. Powers to buy the old Terry Ranch once owned by Calhoun's father, and with it a fine stretch of river land adjoining. Larry had lately inherited inherit-ed some money. This was to make part of the initial payment. They came to the lip of a small mountain park and dipped down Into it Terry pulled up his cow-pony cow-pony and pointed to the opposite slope. A large body of men on horseback was moving down it. "The Texas invaders," Larry said. "Yes, and we'd better get away from here," his companion decided. Too late, they wheeled their horses. The sound of a rifle shot roared across the park. Larry's horse went down and flung him. His friend raised the palm of his hand to give the peace sign, but the answer an-swer was a splatter of bullets. "Come a-running, Larry," called Terry. Richards vaulted to the back of the horse, and they were on their way. From the ridge they headed down Into a country of huddled hills and Jeff, tiptoed forward, revolver in hand. ravines where outlaws had their abode. The roan gelding did its best, but when Larry looked back he knew the race would be a short one. "They're coming hell-for-leather," he said. "We won't reach the hills." He held up his hand in the peace sign, but it did not stop the crashing of the guns. "We'll have to hole up at Lee Hart's till we get a chance to explain ex-plain we're not the men they want," Terry said. "Yep. There's Lee down there with his stock. He isn't waiting to ask questions either." "Don't blame him. He's on their list" They reached the clearing, flung themselves from the horse, and raced for the cabin by the creek. Once inside, they slammed and bolted bolt-ed the door. From the window Larry Lar-ry saw the leader of the regulators disposing of his men. They could hear bullets thudding into toe logs. One shattered the other window. "We'd better move back out of sight," Larry suggested. "Have to dig holes between the logs to shoot through." "I'll try a white flag," Calhoun said. "If they'll hold back long enough to listen to us we'll be all right." . He found an empty flour sack, opened the door a few inches, and waved the white sack. He called out his name to Ellison. The noise of the guns kiHed the sound of his voice. Lead tore into the door. "Quit that foolishness, Cal," his friend snapped. '"You'll get shot up, first thing. The darned fools are crazy with the heat" A foreman of the Circle C C ranch, a big, blustering fellow who rode bis men hard, was gesticulating violently violent-ly and pointing toward the cabin. Apparently he was urging them to a charge. Terry shot him in the arm. and he took cover behind the barn. A few seconds later Calhoun's rifle scored another hit A lumbering lumber-ing Texan behind a Cottonwood tried to improve his position by running to another tree closer to the house. He stopped before he reached It, lurched sideways and fell to the ground. With scarcely a moment delay he began crawling back to bis original position. "You got him!" Larry cried. "In the leg. I didn't want to kill him. Maybe bis friends will get the and how they ehased two men Into his eln. He himself manned to flee without IdenUfytog them. The twe men are Calhoun Terry and hit foreman. But M did not know this when be decided to aid them. idea that they haven't been Invited to come any nearer." "Some folks can't take a hint unless un-less a Methodist church falls on Jhem," Larry said lightly. "Wish I had a rifle too. My six-gun won't carry that far with any accuracy. Looks like I'll have to be an innocent inno-cent bystander until they begin to crowd us." Both of them knew there could be only one ending to the battle if it went to a finish. But they were cool, game men, used to danger, and they could take whatever was in store for them without weakening. The attackers grew more wary of exposing themselves. Presently the firing died down except for an occasional occa-sional shot. "Something's up," Calhoun said. "Probably getting ready to rush us." He laughed sardonically. "I never was in this kind of a jam before. All we have to do Is let them know who we are and they would let us alone, but as soon as we poke a nose out to tell them they blast away at us." " Larry was watching the attackers attack-ers through his peephole. "They are getting their horses." His voice grew excited. "By the jumping horned frog, they're riding away. They figure it would cost too much to dig us out of our hole. Seems too good luck to be true." It was too good to be true. More than forty men took a trail into the hills, but enough were left to keep up the attack on the cabin. Terry tried again, during the lull in the firing, to let Ellison know who they were, but he was fired upon the instant he opened the door. At the end of an hour another plan was tried to dislodge the besieged be-sieged men. Two horses were taken into the barn. A few minutes later they came out drawing a wagon with a hayrack on it The wagon was driven into a meadow of wild hay. Near the center cen-ter of the field was the remains of a stack of hay, most of it weeds tossed aside as unfit food for stock. Men began to gather this trash with pitchforks and load it on the rack. At first Calhoun was puzzled, but the purpose of this jumped to his mind. "Ellison is going to burn us out" he said. Larry caught the idea. "Sure. They aim to get behind the hay and push the wagon by the tongue up against the house. Then they will set fire to the hay." After a moment Larry spoke. "You've been favoring these fellows, Cal, and that was right so far. But no longer. They mean to kill us, even if they have to burn us up. It's them or us. I won't let them rub me out without fighting back." Calhoun nodded agreement. "Nor I. But maybe the time hasn't quite come for that, Larry. The thing is to delay them all we can. Help is on the way to us by now, I expect Hart could not have recognized us. He thinks we are some of his outlaw friends. When he reaches Black Butte he will start gathering men to save us. That will take some time, but not very much if we are lucky." Terry was watching the wagon and the men with it They had loaded the refuse hay and were picking up brush to pile on the top of it The driver swung the team round to return to the gate. He was nearer the house than at any time since leaving the barn. Calhoun took careful aim and fired. One of the horses sank to the ground. "That will hold them for a while," he said. A voice outside, not far away, hailed the house. It came from the side Larry was defending. Richards searched the alfalfa field and saw nobody. "Someone has worked up right close to us," he told his companion. compan-ion. "Sounds like he's only forty or fifty yards away." "Ask him who he is," Terry said. "We can send a message by him and tell Ellison who we are." Larry shouted the question. The answer astonished him. He passed it on to his friend. "Claims he's Jeff Brand and is going to make a run for the door. He must have crawled up the ditch." Larry demanded more information infor-mation from the man outside. A moment later he cried in excitement: excite-ment: "Hell, it's Jeff, all right! He's coming on the run . . . They've hit him. He's down." Terry ran to the door and flung it open. He thrust the rifle into the hands of Richards and raced toward the man on the ground, who was crawling toward the house. Stooping, Calhoun picked up Brand, the rifle still in his hand, and hurried back to the house. He reached it in safety and Larry bolted the door. Terry put the wounded man down on the bed. "Where did they bit you?" he asked. Jeff Brand did not answer. He stared at his rescuer in vast astonishment as-tonishment "They got him in the ankle," Larry Lar-ry said, pointing to a hole in Brand'j boot (TO BE COSTISL ED) A REAL PROBLEM Beset at home with the usual us-ual difficulties of entertaining friends, along her and their preferences, in competition with family ideas, Freda of Pittsburgh writes Miss Norris for her opinion. The young woman complains that she and her friends are crowded into a small space, only through sacrifice on the part of the family and smothered with intended kind acts by mother, brother and sisters. Unfortunately the little tributes trib-utes made by her folks differ from what she and her crowd like. Then the family asks her to avoid certain guests and invite others she does not particularly care about. Freda wonders in her letter, if she s,hould not take an apartment with another girl or two and had her life as she pleases. Her answer from Miss Norris strikes into the heart of one problem in America that is helping to destroy the American Ameri-can home. It is royol advantage for s girl to live in a family. A snippy older sister, a troublesome, noisy brother, busy hard-working father, a mother who cares enough to attend to little things these are pure gold. By KATHLEEN NORRIS THE problem of the prodigal prodi-gal son has quieted down in recent years; mothers don't worry about their sons as once they did. - ' Or perhaps it's just that they are worrying more about daughters, and haven't the time they once had for anxiety anxie-ty about the boys. ; For girls certainly are doing do-ing odd things these days. Hundreds of them, when they get to the early twenties, want to live away from home. They are in no hurry to marry; mar-ry; they are not in the least concerned as to their-chances of marrying; but they don't want to live at home. One young girl I knew left mother, father, younger sister and two younger brothers, rented an apartment a few blocks away, and for the three years that preceded her marriage maintained a separate establishment often running in to see her people, making no apologies to society, and eventually settling down into orthodox wifehood and motherhood. But most girls go away to another city, launching into interior in-terior decoration, photography, office of-fice jobs, preferring hard work, responsibility, re-sponsibility, the care of an apartment apart-ment to the much easier life at home. Mothers Are Bewildered. It has been hard enough for mothers moth-ers to lose their sons in this fashion, but it is utterly bewildering to them to lose their girls, too. It is one more of the many elements that today to-day are destroying the American home, and women feel it, and would do something to stop it if they could. But the current is too strong. The girl knows she can be self-supporting, and the thought of the independence independ-ence of her own establishment, her right to come and go unchallenged, to make what friends she pleases. Intoxicates her. " A girl named Freda Sanderson puts the situation very well, and I will quote verbatim from her letter. Freda lives in Pittsburgh; she has two older sisters, 27 and 25, and a younger brother, 19. Her father is teller in a bank: her mother, with the help of a colored girl, keeps house for the family. "Anne is my oldest sister, a school teacher who never has had a beau ana iooks aowu uuuuj uu anyone who has," writes Freda. "She is brilliant, admired and successful, suc-cessful, but her whole interest is education and poetry. . Margaret comes next engaged for two years and to be married in two more. She and Dick murmur together in the sitting-room three niphts a week. Rod is in college, but lives at home; he and a friend usually are studying in his room until ten or so, then they race downtown for sodas and movies. Elaborate Preparations. "If I want my crowd In at home. Mama has to make preparations, of course. Margaret and Dick will go downtown; Papa will go over to Aunt Emma's. Rod can have snack in the kitchen. Will I and my friends be on time for supper, because pop-overs pop-overs don't wait. No, she won't 'ust have plain bread and frankfurters, frank-furters, the idea! Things must be nice ' Will I buy some yellow candles can-dles and send home some flowers? Will we try to remember that Papa is trying to get to sleep and keep the radio low? ' -Mama wishes I wouldn t ask the Miller girl, becaa her mother is divorced. Margaret says not to put coats all over her bed this time. Anne says she thinks it's vulgar to ask a man whose wife I don't know. (She lives in another city; he is just a visitor here.) Delly comes put of the kitchen to say she will make a cake. I explain that all my friends are dieting, but she goes ahead just the same, and the day of the party she can't do anything else but slop around with frosting for the cake. "What the crowd wants is a place to bring cheese and crackers and drink milk and pop. There's nothing wild about us. We are as decent as any group in town, loving writing games and dancing, and with neither money nor inclination for nightclubs. night-clubs. But the way my family acts makes me want to join up with some other girl and take a little place of our own. What do you think? And should I make it a different city, to save the family face? I could be transferred to Philadelphia, but of course I would miss my friends here, and have to start from scratch. Do you think it is utterly unreasonable unreason-able for me to long to get away?" The answer is that for every good thing we have in life we have to pay something. Young wives and husbands hus-bands pay in that loss of independence, independ-ence, that disciplining of character, that changed attitude toward old friends which is marriage. Mothers pay, every hour Of their lives, for the privilege of bringing sons and daughters into the world. Single women pay, in odd moments of sharp heartache, for their freedom from family ties. A Royal Advantage. It Is a royal advantage to live in a family. A snippy older sister, another an-other older sister complacent in a happy engagement, a troublesome noisy brother, a busy hard-working father, a mother who cares enough to fuss with candles and popovers these are pure gold, when it comes to estimating human values. Hour for hour, living at home far outweighs in advantage any other sort of living for girls. For the important secret is that there is no independence in this life for any of us. until we learn to make the claims of those we love the doorway unselfishness and service, men to turn n our values miraculously topsy-turvy, and we discover that only whoso loseth his life shall gain it TERM SDrWDNG CORCLE the true feasant touches in the braid around the neckline and around the top of the hem. Barbara Bell Pattern Ho. 1447-B Is de. signed for sizes 11, 13, IS. 17 and 19. Corresponding Cor-responding bust measurements 29, 31, 33. 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Bustler Workers who look after the haulage haul-age system and perform the work of lowering and raising mine ears to and from the mine are called rustlers." Bear Stakes as Currency Greenland's early settlers used frozen bear steaks as currency. A laborer received two such steaks for his day's work. Starch Crab A starch crab, instead of being a food faddist, is in the confection ery business. A kiss mixer is In the same business. Mosquito Deaths Every year malaria-bearing mosquitoes mos-quitoes are responsible for the deaths of between two and three million people. Shortage Stops Cars Switzerland's shortage of automobile automo-bile parts, caused by the war, has stopped the operation of many cars. Antos With Eadlos About 7,500,000 automobiles are today equipped with radios as against 3,000 In 1929. San Radiates Most Beat The sun radiates more beat In one second than the earth receives in 60 years. Animal Loss Cut The animal loss from forest fires has been cut in half In the past 10 years. Women's Labor Cheaper In many parts of India women's labor is cheaper than animals. Planet Jupiter The planet Jupiter has nine moons. Inauguration on Horseback Thomas Jefferson rode to his in auguration on horseback. Motorist In Hurry Traffic was jammed for 30 min utes recently In Washington when a motorist attempted to drive between street cars moving in opposite directions. Adhesive Tape Stains To remove adhesive tape stains from fabrics, apply kerosene or car bon teiracnionae, ana tnen wasn tne stain with warm sUds. Flag Terms The length of a flag from the stall is termed the "fly" and the width along the staff is termed the hoist." Fort Feck Dam Fort Feck dam on the upper Mis souri river in Montana contains more than 10,000,000 cubic yards of earth. ' Bight Shortstop At one time baseball teams had a right shortstop who played between first and second bases. Milky Way Almost all primitive races regard ed the "Milky Way" as a highway of the dead. More Physicians Nearly 6,000 physicians were added add-ed to the United States medical roster ros-ter in 1940. Human Hair Elastio Human hair not only Is larger but is more elastic than that of animals. Coarse In Dancing The University cf Toledo has added add-ed a course In ballroom dancing. Tanker Not Dentist A y anker Is not a dentist' works In a knit-goods factory. He Sngar Beet The sugar beet is the world's chief source of sugar. Disadvantageous Tales A man should be careful never to tell tales of himself to his own Jisadvantage; people may be amused, and laugh at the time, but they will be remembered, and brought up against him upon some subsequent occasion. Johnson. O THE SPECIALS Ton can depend on the stdsciaI alae . vwwiie we vu4 tuftu n U I Ua Columns ol this paper. They mean money saving to our readers. It always pays to patronize merchants who advertise. 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