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Show THE hursday, May 11, 1939 TIMES-NEW- S. NEPHI. UTAH PAGE SEVEN Stall V HOW-T-9. SEW 4 Ruth Wyeth Spears qJ$ BDn&4 Any More Elipiblcs? k Unnecessary Request "Ar ' By BEN AMES WILLIAMS Copyrlsht WNU "No, no," June insisted. "You were always so sweet to Mother. You and Grandma both." "It was not what we did to her," the old man said. "It was what we permitted to be done." And he asked after a moment, astonishingly: "June, will you take me some day to see the man who lives in the cabin by the pond?" "Uncle Jim?" she exclaimed, surprised and puzzled. "You call him that?" the old man asked. "He likes me to," she confessed. "1 think he is a good man," said Grandpa Hurder slowly. "I have been wrong. I mean to tell him so." June hesitated, deeply puzzled; but she only said slowly: "I don't know where he is now. He's gone." The old man looked at her, she thought, in something like dismay at this intelligence, while she explained. She had seen Uncle Jim at her mother's funeral, in the undertaker's little chapel where frugally the he said. "I told him three's a crowd; but I couldn't get rid of him. We'll maroon him here and go on upstream, you and I." But the Inspector said, smiling at the girl on the bank above him: "I suspected that Clint was up to something, coming out here so much. How are you? I met you one day, remember?" She did remember, and she said so, conscious already of that feeling of liking and trust which Tope could when he chose inspire. But she said to Clint: "I can't go up the river today. I have to be back soon. Grandpa Bowdon isn't well today. They might need me. But we can sit here for a while." She tried to recall, afterward, whether Tope had asked her any questions that day; but she could not be sure of a single direct inquiry. Yet she had found herself telling him about the night her mother died; about the anagrams, services were held, and again later in the cemetery. He wa3 decently dressed, so that she hardly recognized him in this unaccustomed sobriety of garb. She saw him watching her, and wished to smile, but that would not under the circum- stances have been seemly. She had gone next day to his cabin in the wood, only to find it closed, secured; but there was a note on the door addressed to her. It promised that he would come back soon; but he had not yet returned . . . During the fortnight after her mother died, and for the first time in her life, June began to be happy. The girl thought this was a strange thing, a shameful thing; yet it was true. For the world began to smile, and in surprising ways. Clint was tender to her, but so were others too. The world, after her mother's death, turned in so many ways a new countenance toward June. Mrs. Bowdon gave her a heavy sympathy; Aunt Evie told her that she was a brave fine girl. Rab made her smile sometimes with a jesting word; and her cousin Asa began to pay her, with a quizzical light in his eye, certain mysterious attentions. He brought home one day, smuggling it into the house at dusk, a flat parcel. "Don't open it here," he warned her. "And don't let anyonS see it Take it up to your room. Try it on. I think it will fit all right. Try it in front of your mirror. Try doing your hair some other way." The parcel, she discovered, contained a gown different from any she had ever worn before, the skirt dismayingly shorter than the ankle-lengt- h Mrs. Bowdon' s strict command had long since imposed. June was a little terrified at her own aspect in the mirror; but by and by interest banished terror. There were unseemly lumps which marred her contours here and there, but when, valorously experimenting, she removed her underclothing and put on the new dress again, these lumps had disappeared and left smooth and gracious lines. June hugged this secret happiness till Asa found a chance to ask her whether the gown fitted. She told him then: "Yes, perfectly. I don't see how you knew the size." "I've an accurate eye," he assured her. She almost laughed under her breath. "I can't imagine you going into a store and buying things like that." He said with an amused promise in his tones: "I'll surprise you again." And he was as good as his 'word, bringing her one day another parcel. When she opened this one, she was enraptured; but it was hours before she ventured to try on, even behind the bolted door of her room, the astonishing garments therein contained; and it was days before she risked wearing some of them, soberly concealed beneath the fusty dark dress which was her usual garb In the house. She asked Asa one day why he had fetched her these secret lovely things; and ha said with a smile in his eyes: "A girl has a right to them, June. If you ever want to impress some young man. Just wear that dress." She colored richly, and wondered whether he knew about Clint, and dared not ask for fear of his reply. Yet this was a delicious fear; she hugged it rapturously. She could not wear the new dress. It would be seen. But she wore the undergarments Asa had given her, under her accustomed garb. And she saw Clint more and more often. One day they had appointed to meet by the river, and June was waiting by the knoll above the stream when the canoe appeared She saw in a faint dismay that Clint was not alone, and thought of flight: thtrt she recognized in Clint's pas scngcr the kindly old man who had come with Clint to Uncle Jim's cab in that first day. they y Virginia Vale rimony 8 Clint, 11 landed, made apologies "Mr. Tie was bound to come along, June," the knoll, he was there as she expected. He saw her approaching and was swift to meet her. June stood still as he drew near, and she was trembling and shaken. He came toward her, his hands outstretched; and without knowing how, or caring, she was in bis arms and happy there. "I shouldn't have stayed with you, yesterday," she said, after a long time. "I might have seen him again, if I'd come home." He urged: "June, June, you couldn't have helped. And you liked with were me, being happy. That's what he'd have wanted for you." "I never was really afraid before," she whispered. "Not for myself. But I am now, Clint. Oh, 1 am now. Afraid for me and you." "I'm going to take you away," he cried. "Away from all this here!" she protested. "You can't," "Grandpa and Grandma Hurder they just have to have me there." Yet she agreed by and by to meet him that night, after the others should all be abed. They had supper before dark, in kitchen. Rab had stayed with Grandma Bowdon while Aunt Evie ate her supper; but when his mother relieved him, he came back, and June served him, and he said approvingly: "You're carrying a load, June. Good lass. I wish I could give you a hand." "It's a woman's business," she told him. "You do more with them, keep them going." "I've got to leave them tonight," he confessed. "I'm due in court in Providence in the morning. It's just an appearance, but the judge down there is a crank. And I have to see my client tonight" When he had finished, he went home with Uncle Justus; but half an hour later he stopped in again. June was washing the last dishes. "Father's gone to sleep in his chair," he told her, smiling. "He'll wake up and put himself to bed by and by. I'm going over to say good night to Mother and Grand-ma- . June's I'm excited," she confessed. and her mother's headache, and the fact that there was no milk in the so that Aunt Evie had to go next door everything. Tope nodded, and Clint came to her side. "I'll walk a little way with you," he said. So she bade Tope good-by- , uncertainly, and she and Clint went up the slope together. When they were out of bearing, she said with something like a shudder: "I'd almost forgotten about that night." She looked at Clint squarely. "Clint, what is it? What did he want? Who is he?" But Clint told her reassuringly: "He's all right A fine old fellow." The young man chuckled. "You see, he married Miss Moss, and I guess she sent him out to look you over, June. She's almost like my own mother, you know." He was able In the end to reassure her. Before they parted, still out of sight of the houses on the hill, they planned to meet next morning at Uncle Jim's cabin In, the wood. Then she told him good-byand saw something In his eyes, and guessed what was in his mind; and she wa'ted, gracious and consenting. But in the end be only clasped her band and said: "In the morning, then!" She went away from him up the slope, smiling to herself. It had been easy to read the impulse in his eyes; she had seen and welcomed it She had belonged to him in her thoughts long ago. Yet she could smile now at his restraint sure of him as she was of herself. Their hour would come. When she reached the bouse,, it was to learn that Grandpa Bowdon had died half an hour before. ice-che- CHAPTER IX June, to her own astonishment wept for Grandpa Bowdon as she had not wept for her mother. His going touched her deeply; and she went to her room and stayed there Then Asa for a while alone. knocked at her door, and when she opened, he knew how to comfort her. "He was ready to go, June," he said. "Don't feel badly. And it was Just like snapping a string. No hurt no pain." And he bade her come downstairs. "The old folks need you," he urged. "You and Rab and I, we've got to carry them over the hump, you know." She wished suddenly, desperately, to see Clint to be with him now; but since she could not she smiled at Asa, and dried her tears, and went down with him. her head high and steady. Through the rest of thai afternoon and evening, she carried her share of the burden here . . The appointed hour was not yet come next morning, when June slipped away to the woods to meet Clint; but he would have seen the report nf Mr Bowdon 1 death, would know she needed him When she came thro "h ihe unlit wood, up the path to the cabin on June nodded, intent upon the dishes, intent upon her own thoughts. It was half after seven. Clint had said he would be waiting, a little distance down the road, at eight; but she had no hope of coming to him so soon. Grandpa and Grandma Hurder were in the g-room; and once she looked in on them. They had not heard her approach; and Grandpa Hurder was just leaning over to pat Grandma's hand where it lay on the arm of the chair; June watched and her throat swelled with tears unshed. And then Asa came in. "Any water hot. June?" he asked. "I've got to have a cup of tea." He sat down while she put the kettle on the stove, talked to her casually till it boiled. She l, found a and he brought a milk-bottl- e half empty from the ice-chest, and poured a little milk into the cup. "There isn't any cream," she said. "I'm sorry." "Milk's all right if you use enough of it" he assured her, smiling in that dry way he had. "That's the way with most things, June. Too little's starvation; too much is as bad. But enough's all right" He drank in little sips, watching her. "You're like a rosebud, swelling as it gets ready to bloom." And he declared: "Hey, you're blushing, child. High time you beard some pretty things about yourself, if your own cousin can make you blush with a compliment" He put his arm around her, kissed her cheek. "How about this Jervies fellow?" He saw her start with dismay, sittin- tea-bal- d fd 'iiat is 6YD 5. FLOWERED CHINTZ! CHINTZ 20YD5.BIAS BINDING 5&YDS.BLUE sweeping Hollywood will stop. Practi"I cally all of the movie colony's and laughed, and promised: won't say a word." He disappeared. Later Aunt Evie came into the kitchen. "Those old folks won't sleep a wink," she said gently. "I'm going to give them some milk." She saw the bottle where Asa had left it, and poured the milk into a stew-pan- , scratched a match. June was suddenly cold with re membered terror. She told herself she was a fool, a fool, a fool. People had drunk warm milk before! Rab came in from out of doors, wet with the increasing rain; he crossed to where Aunt Evie stood by the stove and embraced her. " 'Night, Mother," he said. "I'll be back by noon tomorrow." "The funeral is at four," she told him evenly. 'I know," he assented. "I'll be here." He grinned at June. "Good night, kid." Aunt Evie poured the milk into two glasses, and June went with her into the other room. The girl was full of a great tenderness for these old folk. Under Aunt Evie's calm insistence they sipped their milk obediently; they set the empty glasses by; they lay down to sleep like children, side by side. June took the glasses, started toward the kitchen to wash them. Behind her she heard Aunt Evie say: "No. I'll leave the windows closed. It might rain in. And you don't need any air. You'll be asleep so soon." She was always thus calmly bent upon having her own way; when she came back into the kitchen, she looked at the girl keenly. "You all right June?" she asked. "Oh, yes," June told her guardedly. famous romances either have landed their participants at the altar or will do so soon. Of course, Douglas Fairbanks Jr. rather startled the general public with his selection of a bride; the charming Mrs. Mary Hartford was what would be called, in racing circles, a dark horse. foxes, rabbits, squirrels, turtles and terrapins. It was a heaven here to you. The sun came over the timbered hills in the morning ran down a blue pathless sky and dragged a patch of red in the long summer evenings over the green chestnut trees on the ridge. "You remember it was heaven to you, a paradise of earth where there was poetry on the ground, the nodding flowers, the green hair of April! It was a heaven of childhood with the log shack and tumbling barbs and cornfields. But time came by and stole that fairyland from you!" Jesse Stuart Kentucky in the Southern Poet of Literary Messenger. far-awa- y Word Pecten Defined The word pecten is Latin for comb, and is used in zoology for a number of comblike organs of different structure. One of these is the comb on the underside of the claw of the middle toe of herons, whippnorwills, night hawks and barn owls. It is used in cleaning and dressing the plumage, and is probably of assistance in removing bird lice. t MATTRESS When Kate Smith celebrated her ninth anniversary as a radio star she sang the four songs that she presented on her initial broadcast: 'I Surrender, Dear," "By the River St. Marie," "Dream a Little Dream Me," and "Please Don't Talk I'm Gone." When making up her program for her first broadcast she put in that last number because she felt none too sure that she'd be a success on the air. STITCH THE VALANCE TO AN OLD SHEET OR MUSLIN CUT TO FIT THE TOP OF THE BED SPRINGS of - About Me When valance for a bed. A SMART new house it was, how the valance problem was and all the curtains and slip solved. As my clever young hostcovers were made by following ess pointed out, this is really a my sketches in Book 1, SEWING, bright idea because the valance for the Home Decorator! But and its foundation make a cover when we came to the second floor for the springs in case they are it was my turn to get a few not the boxed type. With the help of Book 1, you can pointers. The treatment of each of the two make many of the things you have wanting for the house. Book principal bedrooms was quite dif- been ferent. One was very simple with 2 Embroidery and Gifts, is full of a lovely old quilt used for a bed ideas for ways to use your spare spread; the other was in flowery time in making things for yourglazed chintz with strong accents self or to sell. Books are 25 cents of bright greenish blue. Both beds each. If you order both books, the required a valance that would not quilt leaflet illustrating 36 authenbe removed with the spread at tic embroidery stitches will be included FREE. Address, Mrs. night. Here is the flowered bedspread Spears, 210 S. Desplaines St., Chiand the small sketch shows you cago, 111. A KATE SMITH teller couldn't have told her that she would lead the popularity polls for years as the possessor of the best voice in her Too bad a fortune "You must go to bed," Aunt Evie directed. "As soon as you are done field. here. Good night child." Her hands flying, she slipped out The next time that you hear your of her clothes, changed swiftly into the dress Asa secretly had given favorite screen heroine let out a her. She stood for a few minutes piercing scream, the chances are before the mirror, busy with her that it will be Sarah Schwartz who hair. At last she was satisfied. Some actually does the screaming. She is Hollywood's prize scream one radiant and lovely looked back at her from the mirror there. er, capable of curdling any audi She turned out the light at last ence's blood when she really puts and in the darkness descended to her mind on it the lower ball. She found a heavy The ether day Director James coat and drew it on, then opened the Whale was making a scene in "The front door. Man in the Iron Mask" in which A gust of rain wet her cheek, and Louis Hayward, as King Louis XIV, she remembered another night when was about to be attacked by assas she had thus gone running to meet sins as he rode along in his coach Clint. But then she did not know he A good screamer was needed, so was waiting. It was deeply contentSarah Schwartz was sent for, joined ing to be sure tonight that he would the milling throngs, and screamed meet her here. her head off when Director Whale gave the signal. She's been doing "Darling! You're shaking all that sort of thing for years, and over!" works pretty regularly earns more, "I'm excited," she confessed. in fact, than many a would-b- e singer never did this who tries to make musical sounds, laughing softly. "I before, and I've got a new dress on." He kissed her again, and she as if Bette Davis would confessed: "And I thought of the beIt looks another "Oscar" when night Mother died. It rained then the receiving Motion Picture Academy too, remember. So I was scared." out for this "Not scared now," he urged, and Awards are handed year. "Dark Victory" is the pic held her close. in such t "Never with you," she promised ture in which she turned even the that performance grand him. never work be liked her who people So presently he put the car in are now dancing in the streets motion, allowing it to coast silently fore all their friends about it down the hill. Another car overtook and telling them from behind and passed at Felix Knight, the young tenor who speed. Neither Clint nor June would re- has climbed so far and so fast as member, afterward, much about the a radio star, is so enthusiastic about motion-pictur- e they saw that eve- his vocal teacher that he has estabning. In the dim obscurity of the lished two scholarships, enabling theater, their eyes were much more two young singers to work for a often turned toward each other than year with Mebane Beasely. toward the screen. And after a "He took me," says Knight, "with time Clint whispered: "Are you lik- almost no voice to speak of and ing this? I think it's dull." shortly Increased my range more She smiled at him. "I don't think than an octave." So now, each it's dull," she said. "You see, it's year, two more young singers will almost the first one I ever saw." have the opportunities that Knight had. (TO BE COXTIMED) Jesse Stuart, Kentucky Poet, Writes of Magic and Romantic World of Childhood Sun in the sky. The autumn sky. Wind in the sassafras sprouts. The great skies that sweep and the stream over the sings a song: "It was when you were young here that the hollow looked like a fairyland to you. It was the scene of your childhood. You can remember the martins around the boxes in early spring fighting the English sparrows. You remember Uncle Mel used to throw clods out of the garden at the sparrows and try to run them out for the martins. You remember the bee stands under the plum trees and the bees working on the white plum blossoms! "You remember the flags by the in white, purple and yellow blossoms and the bees working on them. You rcmrmber the smell of the hot young corn In the little bottoms and you remember the watermelon patch and the creek whore you left your clothes when you went in swimming by the sycamore. "You owned the hills then all of the W Hollow- but you ditln't have a acres with its deed for those wi millions of wild fiywer and its ' no telling where piIERE'S the current wave of mat- SERVlCt CHAPTER VIII Continued when Good Screamer Works If you listen to Jack Benny's Sun day night programs you're acquainted with "Rochester," his Negro servant You can see him in "Gone With the Wind," as "Uncle Peter"; you probably saw him in "Jezebel" and "In Old Kentucky." His name is Eddie Anderson. You've seen Bill Robinson, the in pictures with Shirley Temple, of course. But did you know that they are good friends and that he telephones her several times a week, no matter where he may be. He called her from New York recently, Just before he went on the air he talked to her mother, and asked if Shirley might be al lowed to stay up late enough to hear his performance. Let's hope that she did; it was a good one. great tap dancer, ODDS AMD ENDS Gabriel Ileatter, host of "K'e, the I'eople," presented Kate Smith with a gil in honor of her radio anniversary a charm bracelet with miniature gold microphones dan glmg from it . . . Radio fans haw been complimenting Martha Kaye on the un provement in her vocal arrangement not knott ing that it't her new hiuhand uho does them , . . They're making a terrific effort to multe the puhlic hail Hobby llreen o "Hob . , . "Informa tion I'lrme" will reurh the screen, at terien of KKtl l athe fteici reels. Western Newspaper Union. Items of Interest to the Housewife AROUND th. HOUSE! No More Frayed Edges. Trou Longer Life for the Broom. An sers will not fray along the edge ordinary broom will last longer if if a strip of skirt dipped in boiling soapsuds for a of the turn-u- p binding is sewn just inside, where minute or two each week. they rub on the wearer's shoes. For Tar Stains. 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