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Show V OH THE Patted met forad PoigJ atioi ! gTO'J st ii eats! J Is ad a nona i dm til jbtlessej sleep. rtiTo Capsuls jtentuH promt irecteiM or Awl ACT! ABOUT BEE' sis RYCHARA -nnf SO FAR: Ten-year-old H p0 J,. iven an opportunity to -tWM- - on Ui amUy.g Wy, - a tit J nicks nuy " u,;tr PtfXr. arm, offl. y iv en -a cuuic ait I1 k ..m.,. t .chooL When the r kii hnrt trvtni to lump rJ Indi with U " little -..ramrMlii. who itlU Heine tor her ana p. w ... that W ttUuf at ichool wt tlmei that much. He time ol what that tor uw '" ill father. " with the itory. So f011 CHAPTER XV ait to the table, sat down ped his head in his hand. r t the red-checked P ,,M hardly be believed I'l " thinM could the small misdemeanor of out a wuiaow au uc6v.mi6 j composition. . t. it now. Moiner, ne .1 lott ten I told you to do that, a iag0," S81U ,- !" ,ve you even thought of it '" ' Lint since when Dad said he ja't make me do the study." M might do it 01 your own ac- saii Nell, writing on ner iisu does things for you of his own iaow-that's it Mower, ao you it if 1 wrote iii u""1"" t back in my own grade? j put down her pencil and pa ins' sat baCK on ner luieess. ait, you write the composition, Story oi ujfaj " " ........ i letter, explaining. Ana we ii Diem to him. And perhaps school opens, he may decide tou try again." jut weather still held. And ;se it was due to break any McLaughlin decided to hire a af six extra men, and get the in three weeks, instead iinj on only a couple of extra and letting the work run i September. and Howard thought it was eat in the kitchen with the snr. The men stamped in at ime, with clean washed faces ads, and freshly slicked hair. pwrimity of the two towns, a to the east, and Laramie ret, made the men restless. dlhear the transcontinental at on the Lincoln Highway; moment they had a few dol- eir pockets, they were in a h spend them. ftings happened. One' day asthay wagon, fully loaded, sed too sharply by the driv- fipped over. , per day, when McLaughlin ae to town, the men tried to baler across the creek in Hock Meadow, bridging it by a a few heavy boards laid f They foundered the heavy pe b tne mud of one of the and Med to get it out during k morning of sweating and 5 and cursing. !E2Uin had neither the time N to help Ken with Flicka. Ken, was it because she p him that ten dollars for the Jut he was so short and it Ken bothered him to know should do next with the filly, roared. "Oh. do anvl m her you want! Lead her wt her used to the cor-&e cor-&e stables." pled the filly by the halter :a rope. Into the P through the Goree into corrals where she had When he first tried to trough the donr nf th 1 kited, and Ken did not - ae stood at the door with r left her there and oe and poured tnm. nnt "anger for her. iw Mhe : walked in other own rwnenshe had eaten her fci0"S!nd.invegat- 5de the rounds. Ken - uttcussmg what they ranch got used uO the boy leartin,, e'T" She used the fnrolo . J 5 ""l to the Liorks. so that Unevenly. There 9 15 ---aa CU1U Jj whole day with fcw" oack to Flicka Sj have , fed. Here it wa i. K Hl1 bea, the ' With WeeKS f 4 IfinV U e C0Ula fcihl10? her eves dit was ap. ill PMuni. wny, the whole summer out Flicka. living apart from her for many months, not seeing her, not even knowing what she was doing how she was looking, what she was' learning-bad tricks or good-Ken good-Ken knew that he had to take it like a man. It was part of the price he paid for Flicka. There was also the composition. He was writing it He brought his copybook down to Fhcka'i nursery and sat on the side of the little hill between the trunks of the cottonwood trees and worked at it, and read bits of it aloud to her. It needed to be only a few pages long. Making it up was not hard, there was plenty to say. but it was hard to get the spelling right, and the punctuation. When it was finished, he would copy it at the desk in his room so that the penmanship pen-manship would be perfect. "This," he said proudly to Flicka "is a three-hundred-dollar compost tion, Flicka. Dad gave you to me, Flicka, and I'm giving him three hundred dollars. So, you could say, I'm paying for you that's a pretty good price for a little yearling filly but I'll have to take ten dollars off that, for the shot of serum" Sitting nibbling the end of his pen-cil, pen-cil, his thoughts concerned with "The Story of .Gypsy," his eyes were on Flicka, and it seemed to him that her ribs were showing. It was the first time he had noticed that. She ate her oats, she grazed, but she certainly was thinner than when she had been brought in off the range, J7. "That's why who's ranch?" running this thinner even than she had been a week or two ago. He spoke about it to his father. Rob glared at him. "Do you give her oats twice a day?" "Sure." "Does she clean 'em up?" "Yes." "All right, then." "But Dad would you come and look at her?" "No! Don't bother me about her!" Ken went back to Flicka and his copybook and pencil But when he looked at her, his eyes were troubled. trou-bled. . The wounds seemed neither better nor worse; hard and dry and somewhat swollen; but certainly, she had lost flesh. Everyone is thin, thought Ken, after aft-er an illness. And Flicka had been ill a long time. She would pick up gradually, the way grown people did, when her sickness was quite over. Besides the wounds, there was that thing his father had said an infection infec-tion of the blood-stream. That means she was sick all the way through. She had a lot to get over. Nell was counting the days until the hay crop should be in, the haying hay-ing crew gone, and she would have time to breathe again. She lived in the hot kitchen, or in the car, driving driv-ing back and forth to town for supplies. sup-plies. When supper was over and the dishes washed, she had a few hours for herself. She would have a tub-ful tub-ful of water waiting for her upstairs; would run up. slip off her kitchen smock and step into the water, then dress in fresh clothes her cool gray linen slacks and blouse, and wander off alone into the woods for refreshment refresh-ment and solitude. One night she decided to go up to the Stable Pasture, her favorite haunt At the last moment, thinking think-ing of the meals for the next day, it occurred to her that a fricassee of cottontails would be nice for a change. So she took one of the twenty-twos out of the gun-rack in the dining room, filled the pocket of her slacks with shells, and headed for the Stable Pasture. An hour later she came hurrying back through the Gorge. Her face was very white and the pupils of her eyes distended. She cast a glance over her shoulder, then stopped and half turned and peered tato the darkness that was gathering pen. Though there was nothing of fr ghtening nature to be see Sm ,nd brok to run. calling, "Rob!" -J?.W WM ' tremor of hysterical ST ta her vol- " wi neaa turning constantly to look over her ulder, her feet flew down "Rob!" (h, caUed agaliv wildcats Then, reaching the edge or the Green, she pulled up short. Rob was standing some distance off. bawling out Tim. He had not heard her. and Nell tried to assume a calmer demeanor. It would not do to appear before Tim In near-hysterics. She went quietly toward them, anxious to reach Rob, to get hold of his hand, or at least to stand close beside him until he should be through talking to Tim. She was ashamed of her fright but could not control the pounding of her heart or the trembling of her hands. When she had told Rob all about it. she would feel better, she thought. But she stopped before reaching them, because Rob was shouting, "When I tell you to pasture the cows in Seventeen I don't mean Sixteen." Tim's face was crimson. "The Missus told me to put them in Sixteen, Six-teen, Captain." Nell stood there with the little gun in her hand, looking from one to the other, the wind gone out of her sails. "Did you tell Tim to put the cows into Sixteen?" shouted Rob. It was a relief to her taut nerves to whip back at him, "I did. Any reason why I shouldn't?" "I'll say there's a reason,"' he bawled. "I told him to put them in Seventeen. That's why who's running this ranch?" Angrily Nell answered, "One of the cows is coming in heat and I don't want her bred by that Hereford Here-ford bull over the fence from number num-ber Seventeen on Crosby's land. That happened last year. We had a mixed Hereford and Guernsey calf it's not going to happen again." "Whose business is it to give orders or-ders to the men?" roared Rob. "The cows are my job; always have been." "You tell me what you want and I'll give the orders!" Several of the haying crew were seated on the bench outside the bunk house. They could see and hear all that was going on. Nell's eyes filled with angry tears. "I'll give any orders about the cows I want!" She turned and ran into the house, sobbing with fury; because of the fright she had had; because Rob was in a nasty mood and she couldn't tell him about the wildcat; because he had humiliated her before the men; and because she had made the mistake of shouting back at him. "Never any use," she muttered as she rushed upstairs, "just makes him snarl louder" She pulled off her slack suit and began to dress for town. A moment later she heard Rob's voice in the living room, shouting, "Nell!" She did not answer, but slipped on a green silk print, then zipped it up, stopping to wipe the tears from her face again, "Nell!" She perched on the edge of the stool before her dressing table and hastily smoothed and arranged her hair, determined not to answer. "Nell!" . - "What!" Rob could always whip an answer out of her, even against her will. He came stamping upstairs and stood at the door looking at her. Just because he should have been surprised to see her dressing for town at that hour of the night, he said nothing. She volunteered the explanation. "I'm going to town," she said defiantly. "I can't stand it here another minute. I'm going to a movie." There was silence, while she finished fin-ished arranging her hair. Then Rob said, "It's quite cold. You'll need a coat. What one will you wear?" "The light green plaid." He went to the closet, hunted in it till he found the coat, took it down from the hanger and was holding hold-ing it for her when she was ready to put it on. "Got your hanky? And some money?" mon-ey?" yesOh, wait, I don't think I've got any money." Rob got his wallet out of the coat he had last worn to town and put some bills into her purse. - He followed her downstairs and out to the car, took the whisk broom out of the car-pocket and cleaned the seat before he'd let her get in, Nell took her seat, her lips set, her eyes determinedly turned away from him. If he asks me now if I love him I'll slap his face. She wished he would. He hesitated at the open door aft-er aft-er she had taken her seat and started start-ed the engine. Then he stepped back, closed the door and stucK hi head through the open window. "Don't forget to fill up with gas in town." , ... ... Nell made no reply, waiting, with exaggerated patience, till he should withdraw his head and let her go. And don't drive too fast" He stood back. (TO BE COyTlSVED) Kathleen Norris Says: In Time of War Prepare for Peace . Bell Syndicate. WNU Feature. WARTIMETIIRIFT BRINGS PEACETIME SECURITY We must not be extravagant merely because wartime con ditions have made it possible for many of us to earn more money than ever before. We must be thrifty despite added income and plan for old age as well as the period of readjustment read-justment which will follow the war. Also, whenever possible, those at home should prepare to help our fighters when they return. That is Kathleen Norris' Nor-ris' message this week. She includes in-cludes a letter from a woman whose family is pooling its efforts so that when three sailor sail-or sons return they will have three farms as a homecoming present. ' - 1 "We had a family conference. We know thit isn't going to last, and we face the fact, too, that one or more of our three beloved tailors may come home invalided, and that all three will like ut better, when employment problems come, if we can be a help rather than burden to them." By KATHLEEN NORRIS GET your affairs in order this year, if you can, and be able to look forward for-ward with perfect confidence to the years ahead. That's the thing we all want. To feel sure of the future. fu-ture. The man or woman who can say, "Well, whatever what-ever comes, I'm fixed," is the man or woman to be envied. No matter whether his or her ambitions run to a modest little farm where a few apple trees, two dozen chickens and a cow will help to pay expenses, ex-penses, or to solid investments in bonds and stocks that will bring in a comfortable $200 a month, or an nuities, or rents, or whatever other form thrift and farsightedness suggestthere sug-gestthere is no sensation in life more desirable than the one that Insures In-sures a self-respecting, independent, comfortable old age. But old age comes on fast There aren't many years in which plans for it may be made. It has a way of arriving with shocking unexpectedness, unexpect-edness, and to many, many men and women the moment of its arrival ar-rival is going to coincide with the conclusion of this war. When that time comes thousands of young men are going to come home to the America they have risked their lives to save, and we have solemnly promised each and every one of them a good job. That means that thousands of women, now earning big money, and thousands of ftlder men, who have perhaps abandoned their old familiar jobs to jump into war work, are going go-ing to be dropped from the payrolls. pay-rolls. There is no other way. Money Floods in Now. Today Bill Brown may be making $65 a week, instead of the old steady $30 he made for so many years. Mother Brown is earning almost that and Sally and Jane are being paid every week what they used to earn every month. Bob, Jane's husband, hus-band, sends home fifty a month it sums up to about a thousand dollars dol-lars every 30 days wealth that the Browns never anticipated in their wildest dreams. And isn't it fun to spend money royally and recklessly when at last you have it to spend! But also nobody knows better than those of us who remember the last war, that terrific and far-reaching changes follow a war. Inflation is an inevitable part of wars, and when things are sufficiently inflated they burst War inflations burst when peace comes in sudden collapses of everything. Factories haven't started start-ed up yet; building is at a standstill; stand-still; big salaries stop; unemploy ment grows and grows. Elderly women, now complacently making their hundreds a month, will be replaced re-placed everywhere by youth. These things are inevitable, to some extent ex-tent Preparedness Win Soften Change. Inevitable. But only to the extent ex-tent we choose to permit .them. If each and every one of us does her share to get ready for that time by sensible action now, we can minimize min-imize the effects of the change from all-out war to all-time peace, survive sur-vive it with very little confusion and discomfort and go on triumphantly into America'! future the brightest bright-est the securest future any country has ever known in this world. Nothing Noth-ing can keep us from a position of tremendous power after this time of war, and as we have always used that power for good for peace, for the prosperity of all our people instead in-stead of a few, for democracy and equality, we may believe that cM- HOME FRONT RUTH WYETH SPEARS 'ff, i , Ktretch t 771 To Sri""""? chintz oven Li ! ' I illtrii CARDBOARD Iyvb AMI kriARQ L,a mm ticcn in i fwifcia ntr TODAY'S living room is often furnished with 6treamlined pieces that have served more humble purpose. Almost any plain washstand or dresser may be given giv-en long smart lines by adding open shelves at the ends. Here a top of plywood with a plain mould-tag mould-tag around the edges extends across the stand and shelves. By adding a plain baseboard and a coat of paint the piece is finished with a modern air. The paini should match the woodwork. Tho rfiauram at the UDDer ricm shows how to make the wall deco ration from a remnant of flow ered chintz. If you use an oia frame, the chintz Dicture may be given the appearance of an oil painting by applying several coais of vanush, allowing plenty of time for each coat to dry thoroughly. un. Th romnrfoled washatand la from Book 10 ol the series of homemaklng book lets prepared for readers, book xu ibo contains more than 30 other things to make from things on hand and available materials. Booklets are 15 cents. Address: MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS Bedford Hills New York. Drawer 10 -Enclose IS cents for Book No. 10, Name... Address. 4SK ME ? tWOT0Gnl. ? ? r A quiz with answers offering information on various subjects ? The Questions) K . 1. If you are contumacious, you are what? 2. How many locks has the Suez canal? 3. In the United States navy which flag may be flown above the Stars and Stripes? i 4. What great writer's middle name was "Makepeace"? 5. In what part of his body did Paris mortally wound Achilles? : 6. What is Hedonism? 7. Who discovered Cuba? The Answer 1. Rebellious. 2. The Suez canal has no locks. It is at sea level. 3. The church pennant. 4. William Makepeace Thackeray. Thack-eray. - 5. The heel. 6. The doctrine that pleasure is the chief or sole good in life and that moral duty is fulfilled in the gratification of pleasure-seeking instincts. 7. Columbus. lization will take a long step forward. for-ward. ' . Kate Marvin is one of the few women who sees this now. Every woman will see it in a year or two, but Kate is ahead of the rest. Here is a part of her letter; "We didn't get into debt any more than most people, before the war," writes Kate, "but we did run niggling nig-gling little bills; doctor and dentist were never caught up, grocery and milk bills accumulated. But we had three sons who seemed likely to help out some day and Dad and I rather spoiled our boys and our girl, and lived up fully to every cent of our income. . "Then came the war; all three boys into uniform long before Pearl Harbor, and Sister into uniform, too, as a riveter. Dad's pay was upped from about $300 a month to some months $900, and I took a part-time part-time Job that netted $125. "Well, then we had a family conference. con-ference. We know this isn't going to last and we face the fact, too, that one or more of our three beloved sailors may come home invalided, and that all three of them will like us better, when employment problems prob-lems come, if we can be a help rather rath-er than a burden to them. So we deeded the house to Sister, and Sister Sis-ter puts $100 a month Into the debt on the house. The debt is owed to the government which sent archi tects to us, and helped us turn our 14 big rooms into three apartments. They submitted plans, authorized the work, and they carry the loan. You see, we live In a coast town whose population has Increased more than a hundred per cent since the war began, and living space is at a premium. Buy Farms for Sons. "Then Dad and I picked out three small farms that were going cheap because of labor shortage, and when our boys come home each one will be presented with an income-earning piece of property. These farma cost us an average of $12,000 ariece all three are somewhat rundown now. but in eood farm neighbor. hoods and capable of real produc tiveness. Our payments on them come to a little more than $3,600 a year they are already half cleared. "This means that we live simply ana cheaply. But we love it the crampedness and dullness, the sacrificing and self-deniaL We're llv. ing for the time when the boys come home, to take possession of their farms. We're living for the time when we can tell them that with two good tenants upstairs, and with our own earnings and savings, we needn t ever turn to them for heln They can marry, raise children, en joy lor long years the peace and freedom that they've helped win for us all. C HOW TO MAKE A LITTLE ) -7 MILK INTO A bowl of delicious Rice Krispies a dash of milk. Hear that snapl crackle I pop I There's a dish well-rounded in vitamins, vita-mins, minerals and protein. pro-tein. Rice Krispies are restored re-stored to whole grain food values in thiamin (Vitamin (Vita-min Bi), niacin, and iron. Cow. 1M b BaDoa Caaiwv The same chemicals that go into the production of films also go into the manufacture of munitions. OFFICE EQUIPMENT WR BUY AND SELL Office Paniltiire. Files. TriMrwrften. Adding- Machine. Pafcs. 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" rj" Worming Hogs - NEW METHOD T'"e?ntn mineral, and salt worming compound, all in one and fed as salt. Th5 Pw.I212,Salpb2T- lro- Calcium. . w laater growth. teh- S1 Lake City r.f.i-; c 'j X 1r money back If not satisfied. Send cheek n money order, today. Crystal White Salt Chemical C. 1069 8a. State. Salt Lake City. Vt. V W a a . . . - , HANSEN HLrL-,. Cfttto Salt. MactW ani irT Rabbit Raisers HIGHEST MARKET PRICE FOB YOUR RABBIT HIDES SHIP TO DUPLER'S Jvru-u-w USED CARS TRAILERS ymfimfimm cars WANTED TOP PRICES PAID For Used Cars and House Trailers MORGAN MOTOR & FINANCE CO. 702 South Main 4-7702 White Fawn Flour Leads Them All y-P Week No. 4M1 SALTLAPI t Last- Stadenta Fewer The total number jt students enrolled en-rolled in the 110 approved law school! in the United States haa dropped from 23,174 in 1938 to 5,683 fca March, 1943, the report points out. |