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Show THE Thursday, June 22, 1939 TIMES-NEW- NEPIII. UTAH S. PAGE SEVEN HOUSES HOW-.-4 By BEN AMES WILLIAMS Copyright V started forward, but June freed herself, and she said calmly: "I'm coming. Aunt Evie. You Tope nodded, and be asked after a moment: "Do you know whether need not hold me!" And she nodded to Clint in a deep the front door was bolted or locked, the night your mother died, before reassurance, and led the way toward the waiting car. you went to bed?" "Yes," June said. "Uncle Justus bolted it. That's why, when the Tope had promised to meet Clint door blew open, it scared me. I beside the road, on the way up knew it had been fastened, and I Kenesaw Hill, as soon as it should thought there must be someone in be dark. It was still no more than dusk when Clint took the road up the house. But I didn't wait to the hill; but at an angle the Inspecfind out. I just ran." "Mr. Taine bolted it, did he?" tor stepped out to halt him. "Doctor Cabler's at the house," Tope repeated thoughtfully. She said: "Yes, after Mother was he said. "He and Mr. Taine stayed in bed, I came to the head of the with Mr. Hurder during the funeral. stairs, and I heard him tell Grand- I want to see him when he leaves. pa Hurder the door was fast" She Go ahead, over the top of the hilL" Clint obeyed; and Tope explained: remembered suddenly: "And he tried to slip upstairs during the eve- "Heale can't be here. He's laid up a bad cold from last night But ning before Mother died. Aunt Evie he's lending us a couple of men." saw him, called him back." And he said, half to himself: Tope was silent for a moment, Here are two women killed. A and he asked then a new question: "If you went back, where would they likely have you stay?" "There isn't any room at Aunt Evie's," June explained. "It's just a small house, you know. I'd have to stay at Grandma Bowdon's." "They've put Mr. Hurder upstairs, in the Bowdon house," Tope reported. "The back room on the west side." "That's a spare room," June assented. "Grandpa and Grandma Bowdon used the east rooms." "If you go out there, then, you'd probably have the front room on the west side." "I suppo'se so." "I'd want you to try to arrange to take care of him," Tope told her. "To sit up with him tonight in the room with him." He considered. "They may not let you; but if you're in the next room, you can hear, lis- ten." "The stairs are between," she said. "But the doors are just across the hall, opposite one another." "Are there locks on the doors in that house?" Tope asked gravely. "Locks, yes," June said. "There are locks everywhere. Even the closets are locked. Grandma Bowdon always carries a bunch of keys on her belt" Clint said urgently: "Inspector, I'm going to have a ladder ready, so I can get up to her room,' get in the window if I have to." "Yes," Tope said seriously. "That's good. Or so she can get out and down to us, quickly, if any one tries to get at her. And I'll give her a revolver, show her how " The telephone Interrupted him, and Miss Moss went to answer it. She fumed to say softly, her hand over the receiver: "It's for June, So June crossed to the older wom an's side; she took the telephone in her hand. They heard her say: "Hello. Yes , . . Yes. Grand ma." And after a long time: "Yes . . . Yes, I'm coming." And then: "Yes . . . They will bring me out. In a little while." ' Clint felt his pulses pound with a deep terror; but he could not check her now. A moment later she said. "Yes," again, and put the instru-mendown and faced them all. "That was Grandma Bowdon," she explained. "Grandpa Bowdon's funeral Is this afternoon, late. She wants me to be there, and to go home with them afterward." She added slowly: "That's what I will do." In the preparations that followed, Clint's hopeless protests were all overborne. June's dress, that new dress Asa had given her, was sooted and soiled. Miss Moss made Clint drive her to the nearest shop, and they brought home two or three dresses for trial, found one that would serve. When they thus returned. Inspector Tope had rummaged out his old revolver and was explaining to June its simple mechanism before she left for the funeral. The ritual was scarce finished before Mrs. Taine came swiftly toward them. "It Is hard for me to forgive you for this, June," Aunt Evie told the girl, in her low, whispering tones. "You have added much to the burden we have all had to bear today." Clint saw Rab guiding old Mrs. Bowdon to their car; he beard June say calmly: "This is Mr. Jervies, Aunt Evie." Her eyes met Clint's, and she added proudly: "I'm going to marry him. I'll stay with you as long as you need me, if It isn't too long; but then I'm going to him." "That Is as may be." Mrs. Taine commented. "Such matters arc not decided so quickly, June." Then Asa came up beside her. He drawled cheerfully: "Hullo, June Hullo, Jervies. June, with a man like this one to take care of you. you'd better hang on to him." Mrs. Taine said softly: "Asa!" The word hissed on her tongue. Asa looked at Clint "Why don't you keep her, Jervies?" be suggested insistently. Clint cried: "I want to!" But Mrs. Taine said: "Come, child." She took June's arm; Clint saw her fingers tighten cruelly. He Li jjgS "Mrs. Taine is giving her a glass of milk." man don't often kill a woman unless he loves her, or has loved her." They passed the two houses which still stood atop the hill; but Clint scarce noticed them. "You mean Mr. Leaford?" he cried, in incredulous astonishment "But a woman don't mind killing another woman," said the Inspector grimly, as though finishing his thought; and Clint looked at him with wide startled eyes. Before he could speak the question in his mind, a man appeared in their headlights, a policeman in uniform: and they stopped. Tope opened the car door. "Hello, Rand." he said. "Doctor still there?" The policeman nodded. "And I've got the ladder," he reported. "Hid it over in the woods." "Good man," Tope approved, and they got out and waited, till presently Doctor Cabler in his car came down the road. He stopped at a signal, and Tope spoke to him apart in low tones. When the Doctor drove on, the Inspector returned to them, and be explained: "Mr. Hurder is betterl Tomorrow will tell the tale, whether he's going to live. The Doctor thinks he will. He's given the old man something to make him sleep." The house on this side all was dark, except that there was a lighted window In the kitchen. Tope was at the rear corner there. The window-blind was drawn; but by moving out a little from the house, Clint could see a rectangle of light where the window was. Some one was pretalking, probably. paring supper Tope stood just below the window, as though listening. Inaction began to madden him, when at last there came an Incidoor dent to relieve the strain: opened; someone came out Clint saw that this must be Justus Taine, a heavy figure of a man, walking with head bowed. He saw this man pause yonder by the cellar of the Hurder house and stand for a moment beside-thpit as though in some dark recovery, before he went on. Later a light appeared in the Taine house, behind a curtained window; then nothing happened for ash-fille- d a while. Clint had time for thought and he remembered his own suspicions of Justus Taine, and was glad Taine was no longer here in the house with June. But Tope had dismissed Clint's theory, and the young man remembered this, and his nerves drew taut again. When someone touched his elbow, he leaped like a startled horse, ready to cry out but Tope whispered: "Hush, steady, son!" Clint nodded; he tried to speak, but his voice croaked dangerously. He lifted the ladder. Tope helping him; and they leaned It against the window-sil- l above them without a sound. Clint climbed it Instantly; he stopped with his head level with the silL Since there was no light In the room, he could not see whether the shade was drawn or not; but he waited, striving to peer into the blackness behind the glass. Once he looked down cautiously, and saw Tope's round figure huddled at the foot of the ladder, Tope's round face watchfully upturned. He then saw June and Mrs. Taine come in, June with a lighted candle. Behind them he saw Rab and Asa in the hall, and Mrs. Bowdon's ample form. And then his heart suddenly was in his throat; for Mrs. Taine had a glass of milk in her hand. Mrs. Leaford had drunk a glass of milk that night she died; the Hur-der- s too. There was to Clint something hideous and sinister in this innocent beverage now. He took an impulsive step higher, his hand raised to break the window in. But Tope below him hissed a warning; and Clint leaned down to whisper desperately: "Mrs. Taine is giving her a glass of milk!" "She won't drink it" Tope promised. "I warned her not to drink anything, or eat anything except what the others did." And Mrs. Taine suddenly, still talking, withdrew. June did not move. She watched the door. Clint waited, his pulse racing. Then, after a long minute, Tope whispered: "Down!" Clint was on the ground in an In stant; and Tope breathed in his ear "The door." Clint at first did not understand. Then he heard the click of a latch, and toward the rear of the house a figure did appear Mrs. Taine, he guessed. She walked briskly away. They saw her figure in silhouette against the light when she opened the kitchen door of her own home yonder and went in. Then Clint started to climb the ladder again. "Careful," the old man warned him. "Don't show yourself above She might see you the window-ssl- l. from over there." But Clint could not resist looking once to be sure June was unharmed. He saw her carefully propping a saw chair under the door-knothat the milk stayed untasted. She secured the door, and then blew out the candle, and so came to the window and opened it. She leaned here above him, and he whispered: "All right June?" "Yes," she said slowly.. "But Aunt Evie gave me a glass of warm milk. To make me sleep, she said. I promised to drink it when I was in bed." "She's gone home," Clint told her reassuringly. "Home?" the girl exclaimed. "She said she was going to stay with him. He's all alone. I'm going in "No." Clint insisted. "Rab and Asa are still in the house. And she's coming back. Give me that milk, June. I want Tope to taste it" She brought the glass and gave it to him. He said: "I'll be right here. All night" "Poor darling!" she whispered. "In the rain." "Near you," he told her. "I shan't feel it" He took the milk down to Inspector Tope. The old man dipped a finger into it touched the finger to his lips. "Can't taste anything," he said. "But I'll send Rand to have it tested, right now." And he directed: "You stay here!" Clint nodded, and Tope started away. He moved past the corner of the house; and suddenly, when he was six paces off, he stumbled over something lying in the uncut grass, and fell heavily. Clint heard the breath go out of him with a grunt The young man moved swiftly toward him; but before he could come to Tope's side, the Inspector was on his hands and knees. Clint whispered: "Hurt?" And Tope said gravely: "There's another ladder here. I tripped over it." He added ruefully: "Spilled the milk. That's bad!" "Another ladder?" Clint echoed. There was a dreadful clamor in his ears, his own pulse was pounding JLtq so. Then from the window above June called very softly: "Clint, dear, are you there? Are !JKr n fWllJA f fj fckL cut you all "Yes, lages along the banks, and outsiders who sometimes stumble Into the midst of this isolated colony are likely to be amazed by the language. If the outlander asks a native for Information about the fishing thereabouts, he may be told that "a foine toime to go fishing is at hoigb toide." Because many other words and phrases are so similar in texture and construction to the phraseology of Queen Elizabeth's day, historians and philologists believe there is a distinct although unexplained connection between the two. Some contend earliest settlers brought their native English speech to the Carolina shores during the days of Queen Elizabeth, and that this has been preserved through The Faculty of Weighing COTTON WW BASTED TO MUSLINK "J mjt ' There's no use of being logical with those who haven't logic. The hardest thing to remember and the most useful is that it's none of your business. Between two cowards, he has the advantage who first detects WMTl 'Vffl I the other. The man who settles down is more likely to "settle up." right?" sweet" he whispered. "What happened?" she asked. "The Inspector fell down," he said "Didn't hurt him!" reassuringly. He climbed to her window, and her arms held him fast ber lips trembling against his own. "You mustn't be afraid," he urged. "I'm coming back to you tomor row," she declared. "For good and all." he agreed. She said wistfully: "You could come in here, out of the rain." And she urged: "They've left Grandpa Hurder all alone. I want to go to him." But he said sternly: "No. Maybe that's what they want you to do. If anyone tries You stay here. to open your door " He kissed her again. "Good night sweet" he said. "And sleep sound." He descended to the ground once more. "Mr. Hurder's alone," he reported to Tope. "She wants to go to him. I wouldn't let her." Then June spoke, whispering, above their heads; and Clint was up the ladder in a bound. "Rab and Asa have gone into Grandpa's room," she explained. "Asa wants to stay with Grandpa; but Rab's arguing about it I can hear them talking." She turned her head at some sound in the hall, whispered, "Hush," and crossed to listen at the door. Clint, even from where he was, could hear the murmur of their voices. Then this sound receded, and June returned to him, "They're going," she reported. "Asa said he had to go to town later tonight and he wanted to stand his turn with Grandpa now, and let Rab and Aunt Evie sleep. But Rab insisted it was all right to leave Grandpa, insisted that they both go home." "I'll tell Tope," Clint assured her. and looked down. But Tope had vanished. She urged in shaken tones: "I want to see if Grandpa's all right if they did anything to him. Please!" Clint hesitated. "I'll come in with you," he decided then. He climbed over the silL and with their hands entwined, they crossed the room. Very quietly she removed the chair braced under the knob and opened the door. "He's sleeping so peacefully, like a child." When he descended the ladder. Tope had not reappeared; but Clint was content In the certainty that June was safe. He stood by the foot of the ladder, tense, ready for any alarm; and minutes drifted by. Once there was a sound, toward the Taine house, a rumbling sound had been as though a garage-doo- r rolled back on its track. If Asa were departing for town now, Uien Rab, or Uncle Justus, or Aunt Evie, might presently come . this way. Clint was in a sweat of tense, fearful anticipation. He began to wonder why Asa did not start the car and go. (TO BE COWIMED) of tka KOOL-AI- The from their native hearth. At Rodanthe they still sing the old English songs and ballads that wre popular in the days of Ben Jonson and Shakespeare. The ghosts of Spencer and Chaucer, of Beowuff and Piers the Plowman are conjured up when one hears an able and affable man spoken of as "being witted and couthe." A plump, girl Is a "throddy may." The old word "fleech" means to coax or flatter, and when a man fails to keep an engagement or do his part he has "scooped" you. When be dies he has "gone to leeward," and if he goes to "the country" he is visiting the mainland across the bay. Persons visiting the "banks" art told of the "ghostiw" where tha old wrecks lie scattered along the shore, of hens that have "nesties," or men who are "fltten" for certain services because their "mother wit" makes them "mindable." A flask of whisky will contain not a pint but a "point" and the vine from which wine is made Is the "wine" and not tha "vine Plumber's Hack Saw Did This Trick. TJETSY was all agog to have a bed with no foot piece and a padded head to match her spread. Ingenuity would have to substitute for money, and she was seriously considering this and that when the plumber was called to fix a leaky pipe. a tiny tot Betsy always said, "Let me watch," when workmen were coming and at 16 she hadn't grown up much. The plumber took a fine saw out of his tool bag and sawed a pipe in two just as if it were wood. Right then something clicked for Betsy. That old iron bed in the attic! It could be cut down. It was cut down, as shown in' the sketch. The top of this bed Is padded with cotton basted to muslin. Betsy used an old comforter for padding. Her mind seems to jump with the greatest of ease from water pipes to iron beds and from padding to old comforters. NOTE: Book 1 SEWING, for the Home Decorator, and No. 2, Gifts, Novelties and Embroideries, are now 15 cents each, or both books for 25 cents. 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