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Show Cilil J 1 K Vat THE LEHI SUN. LEHI. UTAH Sweepmffides .. .. n.rrrll. young American lunv I , is bosi of a lumber camp near Canada. Nat Pare, another American, i W "lstant- Madam, sudeleiw Kinros., a younf and pretty kirfow who owni the timberland on which Crk If operating, ha. requested that ! k cancel the lease. Mark ha. refused, iudame Kinross' lawyer. Horac. Brous- a", offered Mark $6,000 to give up lease, but Mark ha. alio turned this fre down. After a conference with Loui. tTmnsse. the foreman, Mark gets nun-LTi nun-LTi operaUon. running .moothly, al-Lmtt al-Lmtt the French-Canadian workmen r. suspicious and vaguely hostile. Then ffiddenly they demand double wage, and glreaten to strike if refused. 1 V H-M-EGBERT mere was Just the one chance If instead of toe Z? T7' then' charM;.tof.SUdde.n- resistible l-placi CHAPTER IV U Broussac had paid them each ifty dollars, uj """ Lwn up five dollars a day, let Hone two. tus aensjuu uau mnd'i rew H andjd the vi I ; you a: le they wanted. He had already received one Jackage 0f bills from his bank in Suebec. Another was waiting for m at Alphonse Vitard's post ofrce. And it was quite plain to uark that Vitard had heard the 6 gus: awj. There was a look of smug sat-find sat-find J Kfaction on his face and there jump & as the same furtive whispering in Jj. Victor. 'Mark paid off his men late that ifierooon. Some were still sullen, (ipecially Larousse, some, strange-i strange-i even a little respectful. plied tl' fTd like to get the hang of this nstitutJ flag," he told Nat, "ur. course, t can float that lumber later in Se year, but it means importing Stsh labor, and the hire of two ehooners twice over. We can stand I wonder if Broussac thought loss wouia Danxrupt us. 5fc V'1 "I'd have paid them five dollars J I il we got that lumber through, id then fired the lot," said Nat i'They'd have raised the ante to ijen," said Mark grimly. Be went to bed in no very con-sted con-sted frame of mind. He had been uniting on that lumber. Now it is likely to be touch and go un-k un-k he could raise a little more cap-il cap-il from bis backers. Still, looking w the situation he didn't see fet other course he could have fen. te was half-dressed next morn- g when Nat came into his room. Madame Kinross and Larousse are siting to see you," he informed a, "and the cabins have been eated." . "What?" 'Every living soul gone." Il the office Madeleine Kinross i waiting, Larousse standing bead be-ad her, cap in hand." The moment ak entered, the girl burst out: 1 was ready to fight you in any it way, Mr. Darrell, but I will not ! i party to this. Nor Larousse. as he came and told me last Sit." 1 am a poor man." shouted La- sse, beating his chest "What 1 do when I am offered a hun- dollars to strike?" . ottered you a hundred dol-s?" dol-s?" asked Mark quietly. 'A!phonse Vitard, le maire!" ted Larousse. &rk breathed deeply. He had Vi pected that the mayor. r- ana postmaster jvas J8 as Broussac's .chief agent snow what has happened?" aaame Kinross. strong el Ireezing ling to an d pan wain an and ii lore eas: angers angers ' are wire e angers irar ' and ste langers sntly :ntly"bjtt ess. Bemf' sing a cle jots often ions nly land 4 e are ct he world. id and T SURPLUS Mvelrr.cota cables, pipes, se 1fact,ay?i trmy Iv17.50P FF.inforoiat .Sendmon CO.W ss charges col' xanteed. c rnIJept towYcAli11' fte men ted." seem to have disap- hi ofl en-Gay more lievin widely tie orig- STRA1NS. Js, they've aU got homes in St. Z But J spent all the night g the skids. And the logs jammed at the channel of the J. Just above the dam. You're lose your lumber and your L ,?.1 sa 1 win not be a 9 to this treachery. I came 111 you so!" Undenereglowine. her breast ' 1 feU quickly mAer fa. r emotion- Mark turned J're good peavy man!" J 'Jam. It is pmng up deep-.Jent. deep-.Jent. It means death pe 1 on those logs in the turned tn m j , . ct-. T7 "al "a iransiat- He said. "You ea to th see if they close(J . they have, coon tho WfPrt. " marK snout l'nS PlPd0n' wh0 had bent. every word 'to (le W 7am ,a the tormine a fanto.-l il(,"anehoredtothe rnrt. U.. ,ce- And fift, thp -K rammm this it)a Perpetually dissolv- S mtion, the eke W5, round and Dr..!8 benling inwarH n. itMe battering hans k . ,naer of diss;,fore whole T i lve fato fantastic W.NU-SER.V1CE 8 the charge of tw th:" 'rfe,Ub, wouotT'reinb"1854 underneath the dim unonT hand Mark feaPed out upon the mass of churning logs, rid- SlmnLn sliPPed beneath his impact, forcing his way toward the place which he had already dis-cerned dis-cerned as the key to the jam. niSre' T6 hundred loe were On .f ?Kin S fantastic strue-One strue-One of these was the key log Remove Re-move this and the whole architec dissolve"61116 W0Uld CFUmble and Another man was straddling the logs beside him. Mark recognized Louis Larousse. And suddenly the imminent danger made them com-rades-suddenly Mark knew that he could trust Larousse. Straddling the sliding, bobbing logs, until they reached the heart of the wedge, the two moved side by side. ' "She is there!" Louis shouted, Suddenly the whole piled-up mass dissolved in ruin. pointing to a log wedged in the heart of the upheaved mass. Mark recognized the key; only a man trained through years of white water work would have recognized it. Remove that log, and the whole mass would sweep over the dam. God help the boom! It must hold or crash, but the jam must be broken. Side by side, their peavies sunken into the key log, the two worked. Not force of brute strength; just the delicate finesse of artistry. Side by side, with the torrent churning about them. This was living! Mark felt an immense exultation in his heart as the peavies pecked at the key log, turning it this way and that. The structure above it was tottering. tot-tering. The key log was loosening. Suddenly it gave. Suddenly the whole piled up mass dissolved in ruin.' The white water leaped up like clutching hands. Mark slipped and went down. Louis Larousse had him in his arms. Mark was again straddling the leaping, churning logs as they raced toward the dam. He leaped from one to another until he reached shore. There he sank down, utterly spent Not too much, however, to follow the rush of the piled up logs through the narrow channel of the St Victor. Vic-tor. In a moment the dam was black with two thousand cords of pulpwood, whirling over the rushing waters, leaping into the pool below, battering against the boom. Broussac Takes Another Defeat And it held! It held! Mark, sitting, sit-ting, gasping, upon the bank, saw the mass of logs hammer against the boom, recoil, and slowly come to ease in the pool. And an immense im-mense exultation filled his heart He had won, had snatched victory out of the impossible. He had saved his lumber, and, if he could obtain help, he could put it through the mill and into the hold of the wait-ing wait-ing schooner! Somewhere in the vicinity, he was convinced, he could obtain workers. Larousse jerked him to his feet his face tense with emotion. "Voila!" he shouted. "The boom holds! You have saved your lumber. lum-ber. Monsieur Darrell" "Thanks to you, Louis," answered Mark, swaying a little in the big man's arms. Louis Larousse was shouting and gesticulating to Madeleine Kinross, who was running up the bank o the gorge. "The lumber is saved! he cried, pointing down to the boom, where the two thousand cords now lay peacefully, buffeting one another an-other as the current swept therrL The girl came up to Mark. Her eyes, pools of dark gray, were fixe on his 'Tm g,adi.. ghe crie(L , glad!" Suddenly Mark remembered what rather Lacombe had told him about her marriage to the seigneur, half-an-hour before the sealing-fleet oauca ,or me Newfoundland shores. He stared into her white Ue nH I?"1 his eyes aside. For he knew 1 wai ne loved her, and had loved her since the moment of their first meeting. And they seemed destined to be eternal enemies. Broussac had come back and was occupying the long, yellow house overlooking the harbor, where, being be-ing unmarried, he resided in the summer with an old housekeeper. He had returned as he always did, on the eve of the departure of the sealing-fleet, to adjust partnership contracts and last minute difficulties. difficul-ties. Mark's retrieving of his lumber had suddenly made him a person of consequence in St. Victor. Nobody No-body dreamed that he would strad- die the logs in the rush of the tor rent and break up a Jam. The habitant loves and admires courage more than any other quality. St victor had never thought of Mark as a man of efficiency merely as an outsider who had come there to fling away his money for the benefit of the inhabitants. There was the same whispering, the same sudden cessation of conversation con-versation when he entered the Dost- office, but there was a new defer ence, even though his men were on strike for that ridiculous five dollars dol-lars a day. He had conquered but St Victor didn't know it yet Perhaps Broussac did. Mark never nev-er saw the lawyer, who remained secluded in the long, yellow house. People wondered how Broussac could afford to stay away from Quebec, Que-bec, where he had a flourishing law firm, but Broussac's interests were innumerable. Not the least of them was Madeleine Made-leine Kinross. Mark saw them riding rid-ing together, and wondered if the lawyer was anything to the girl At such times a spasm of fierce jealousy jeal-ousy would shake him. Mark felt in a dim way that it was more than the seignioral trees that he had come for. His two schooners lay off the flume, waiting for their load of lumber. lum-ber. It was five days since the attempt at-tempt to break the boom had failed, but the lumber still lay in the lake, in default of labor to put it through the mill "We're losing a neat little sum of money, keeping those two schooners waiting on the job," said Nat Page. It wasn't so much, but the schooner schoon-er captains were getting their five dollars a day, and each vessel had two hands; then there was the cost of the hiring. "I'm going to wire a labor exchange ex-change to send me thirty men from up-river tomorrow," answered Mark. But that wasn't exactly what he wired. He wired asking whether thirty men were available, at a daily wage of two-fifty knowing that the news would be all over St. Victor Vic-tor within a few minutes after Alphonse Al-phonse Vitard, the mayor, storekeeper, store-keeper, and postmaster, had sent off the dispatch. As soon as Mark had sent his message, Monsieur Vitard hurried across the street to confer with Hector Mackintosh, the storekeeper. storekeep-er. Mark had some business with the captain of one of his lumber schooners. When he got back, the street was lined with men, furtively and imploringly watching him. Back to Work At $2 a Day Two-fifty a day for outside labor! Perhaps, if they hadn't been sftch fools, Mark might have raised their wages to that sum. They cursed Broussac, in the long, yellow house, who had persuaded them to strike, giving them a small sum of money, and telling them that God would pro vide a way. There were plenty of starving mouths in St. Victor. Big Louis came to Mark that evening. eve-ning. "I think the men are ready to come back to work for you. Monsieur," Mon-sieur," he said. "I'll see them when they think they're ready," answered Mark. Walking into town next day, he picked up a telegraphic dispatch that Monsieur Vitard had received. "Can send you all tne men you need." He guessed then that the battle was won. It was late that afternoon when a little column of men appeared at the mill office. At their head strode Louis, like an ofFeer marshalling his company. Mark went to the door and the column formed into a ragged line. Mark recognized his former workers, work-ers, shamefaced and a little sullen, but unmistakably penitent "Monsieur, these men say that they wish to return to work for you," Louis announced. "They say they were misled in regard to the rate of wages prevailing. They will cladly work for you at the same rate that they were getting before they struck, though they would like the extra fifty cents a day that you 8re willing to pay for outside labor." la-bor." Mark looked at the line of pathetic faces. (TO BE CONTINUED) Kathleen Norris Says: Don't Say You Didn't Know It Bell SyndlcnU.-WNU Feature. Almost blind, ha rum prosperous farm. Many war-wounded can take regular jobs; jobs don't always need two legs, or two arms, or two eyes. Many of them can take part-time jobs. By KATHLEEN NORRIS WHEN a serious crime Is committed, reparation repara-tion has to be made. When a person suffers from a devastating illness, convalescence convales-cence is long and slow. War is both a crime and an illness. We self-styled Christian Chris-tian peoples plunged into it, and the fever of it burned into our very souls. Now, not for sensational reasons, but from simple common sense, we have to lend money and send clothes and food and build hospitals and re - establish trade for friend and foe alike, just to keep the world going at all. Our late enemies are just as airy about asking help as are our allies. It is for every one of us to help the world toward convalescence. If you are merely a good, honest citizen, citi-zen, with kindly impulses in your heart think it out. If you have been fortunate enough to find God in your earthly pilgrimage, then add prayer to your thoughts. Think hard, pray hard, not Just for hungry babies In Poland and Germany and Italy, but for our own men. Think think for five minutes what some of our boys paid for this war. Take the boy you love best, (the boy for whom .your hopes are highest whether he be seven months,seven years or lTearsld." Picture that boy suffering. Suffering hard steady pain, from one of those thousand injuries in-juries of which, we say so lightly, "well, the doctors don't know exactly ex-actly what it is." Some delicate internal fibre incurably torn, some essential inch of bone rotted away, some infinitesimal splinter pressing on eyes er brain, and your mag niflcent six-footer is going to wear all his life that chiselled, weary look that means "pain. He Might Be Your Son. Your own boy that roughneck out in the sandbox who already this morning has been riding his bicycle like Barney Oldfleld, coasting down his slide, splashing in' the lawn sprin klers, climbing the apple tree, that outlaw who presently will come in for his chop and baked potato, his exhausted hap he might be one of them. He might be one of the hundreds who walk with a crutch; he might be wearing a patch over one of his beautiful eyes, or sitting sighing, with his forehead gripped . by his hand, when the dreadful inevitable pain comes back. He won't marry; he won't burden his girl with this. He won't complain much, or talk much of the mud and the loneliness and the dying in south Italy. He won't tell you of the morning he was just one of the other fellows, trying to take an island beach despite dripping drip-ping sweat and stinting insects and sharp rifle fire, and of the noon when he was carried to the hospital ship, never to be himself again. Today put your boy in his place. And then, if you will, go down on your knees. And rise from them resolved re-solved that not one single war wounded boy in your town is going to be left without the work that he can do. Many of them can take regular jobs; jobs don't always need two legs. Or two arms, or two eyes. Many of them can take part-time Jobs. Not one in ten, they tell me, need be idle. If these boys were lying wounded and screaming on some field near your house, how fast good women would organize to help them. How fast they would be carried to the cool bed and clean bandages, the hot coffee and the opiates that mean comfort and love and car again after the bleak years. YOU CAN HELP Many thousands of veterans are handicapped in some way. It may be loss of an arm or a leg; it may be partial or total blindness. Some men came back with nervous afflictions that will remain for life; others oth-ers suffer from wrenched or torn muscles, or recurrent diseases dis-eases like malaria. Most of them are anxious to be self-supporting self-supporting and independent. They don't want sympathy. They merely want a little help to even things up. In many fields they can do as good a job as anyone else. Frequently they do better, because they are more serious and determined deter-mined to succeed. Everybody who stayed at home during the war owes these veterans a great deal. It is everyone's duty to give whatever assistance he can. This may be finding him a job, or advising about the best school to take his training in, or it may be renting him a room in your home. Some may know where he can buy a business that is suited to his capacity, or where to obtain a loan on favorable terms. Those who can't do anything directly to help these men who deserve so much, at least can keep the matter before their friends and neighbors. Sometimes a few words at the right time will do wonders. They may secure the chance some down-hearted veteran is praying for, when he has almost al-most lost hope. SEWING CIRCLE PATTERNS Well, they are lying wounded, and in their hearts they are screaming for help, these boys who were magnificent mag-nificent physical specimens when we sent them away, and who now will be good enough only (as Falstaff said), "to beg at the town's end," unless we help. They Need Tour Help. Two years after the first great war, in a rich European city, I saw men in uniform begging, men whose old uniforms wore decorations, decora-tions, too. The shame of that, the outrage of that, sticks in my throat every time I remember it. Men who had known the bloody trenches, whose valor their country had recognized, recog-nized, begging in the streets. If your town is a big one, this work of employing handicapped veterans vet-erans already is organized. Get into that organization. And talk at your own dinner table. Get the big employers em-ployers of your neighborhood to ex-' press themselves, put them on record. rec-ord. But if your town is a small one the work is easier. You know people peo-ple there." You can enlist everyone. You can personally contact the wounded veterans, and find out what each one wants to do. Some years ago I wrote in this column of the Bakers, mother, father, sister. Three Baker boys were in the service, serv-ice, and while they were away, the three at home bought each one a working, practical farm. The deeds to these farms were at the boys' places at the homecoming dinner. Fred came home almost blind, but Fred is running the most flourishing flourish-ing of the farms today, and his wife and boys manage the bookkeeping. Don't hurt a wounded man with pity, or with charity. Find out what he can do and see that he has a chance to do it Birth Rate Dropping Continued decline in the high birth rate of the war years was noted in registration statistics for 1945. The figures were released by the U. S. Public Health service. Total of offtoially recorded births last year was 2,735,456, compared with 2,794,800 in 1944, a decline of 2.1 per cent The birth rate in 1945 was 19.6 per 1,000 population, against 20.2 the year before and 21.5 In 1943. 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