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Show THE Thursday, June 27, 1940 PAGE SEVEN XEIM1I. UTAH TIMES-NEW- AROUND .he HOUSE!MftttlKlfftl st&gescreenMdio By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.! 1 7 HEN " you see Para-V- V mount's version of Conrad's "Victory" Joseph B Y I D A L was always by her rare tears. "Let's get out of here. I don't want to talk to the others. I want to be "You're in fine form tonight, Connie Belmont fluttered alone with you." 'I want that, too." She blinked, her long lashes at them across the table. "If Pete wasn't your cousin, then smiled. "Do I look spotty from I'd be a too." weeping? Lucky I don't use mas cara." John turned to Gay. "Will you dance with me?" he "Very lucky. You look lovely." His arms released her reluctantly. asked quietly. Her eyes, brilliant with animation 'Can we say all the polite things for the others, clouded" as her quick now and get away?" "Of course we can." She held his upward glance met his. "I'd like to," she said and rose hand tightly as they made their way as he got up to pull back her chair. through revolving couples toward had "Excuse me," she said directly to the table which her Robert Cameron and, silently, at engaged. No one was there. The John's side, walked to the edge of other members of the party were the dance floor. dancing in the glow of artfully She was light in his arms. He mellowed lights on the crowded scarcely felt her hands, on his shoul- floor. "We'll have to wait." John sighed. der, in his hand. She held herself "No, we won't" at a little distance from him. He "But politeness, darling." could not see her face, only her red"Wait!" She caught up her evebrown hair, brushed smooth tonight. bound with a narrow bandeau of ning bag from the table, opened it. Holding fast dull gold leaves. They circled the took out a with her left hand to his hand, she floor in silence. Then John said printed in staggering bright red "It's a nice party." on the table cloth "Yes, isn't it?" she said and was CHAPTER X Continued 15 ." wall-flowe- r, step-fath- lip-stic- cap-ital- silent again. He had thought that, dancing, he might find her again. During this interminable evening, she had held him off as, now, physically, she kept a distance between them. Her ani mation for the others excluded him. though he ha,d sat beside her. Silently, miserably, unable to respond to her mood, he had watched the effect of her high spirits upon the him, alone, she party. Now with " was silent. "Are you having a good time?" he asked, when again and more slowly, as the number of dancers increased, they had circled the floor. "Oh, yes!" she said. "Are you?" "No. You know I'm not!" She drew back and looked up at him. "Why not?" she asked lightly, smiling, her eyes sparkling in dark blue glints between the thick straight lashes. "It's a beautiful party. Robert always does things nicely." Her expression changed. "Oh John, no!" She gave a little despairing cry. "I'm miserable. I've never spent such a wretched evening. Why didn't we do as we'd planned? Robert wouldn't have minded." "You were afraid we'd quarrel," "GOOD-BY- ! GAY AND JOHN." John set his cup in the saucer and pushed back the sleeve of his to glance at his watch, Gay watched him with widened eyes, holding her breath, "Fifteen minutes," he said. She let her breath exhale with a sighing sound. "Time for another cup of coffee," she said, and glanced toward the waiter drowsing against the wall. "No, darling. All those steps." His lips smiled at her across the table in the station restaurant, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Do you want me to miss the his car before a flush with the pavement along a street of square frame houses separated by lawns. stretches of The late afternoon light was gray and a sharp wind blew in across Casco Bay. John, stepping out of the car, glanced up through bare branches of elms, serene and gracious in summer, etched now in bleak austerity against a cold gray sky. There was snow in the wind, he thought. A March blizzard would probably leave in its wake an epidemic of influenza. Nothing to do about it, though. He sunk his chin into the collar of his bearskin coat and started across the icy pavement to the steps of the house. A child's voice, shouting, drew him to the fence, parallel to the street He looked through brown skeletons of lilac bushes into the side John stopped square frame house set snow-covere- half-smil- you. Gay?" "Couldn't we rent something? A house or an apartment How do people in Portland live?" I live In Dr. Sargeant's home, as you know very well." "Was is that a stipulation?" "A very important one. I couldn't have come here to see you if I'd had to pay board since October. I couldn't have bought this new hat which you don't admire." I do. It's a marvelous hat Now that I've gotten used to it, I think it makes you look very handsome and distinguished." Liar!" He pressed her arm with his arm against his side. "Darling!" Has Dr. Sargcant a family. John?" Their older "Mrs. Sargcant daughter is there this winter with Her husband is two small sons. an officer In the Navy. There's a younger daughter in college who comes home pretty often for weekends." "Is she attractive?" "I don't know. I'll look at her rewhen I get back and send port" She laughed. "I've never really seen a girl since I've known you." "Darling! I'd like to believe you.' "Do you know how you look now?" "Wan and exhausted from trying flood of tears." not to burst into "Like a Russian princess. In that fur cap and coat There should be liant with terror. "John!" she cried faintly. "Dar a drosky waiting outside for you instead of a limousine." line!" "There are no more Russian "I dnn't see how you can." he said more gently. "I'm There's There are In illustrations for Tolnothing" "1 love you," she said steadily stoy's novels." "But they don't have blue eyes." "Do you. Gay?" His lips moved but no further words came. He "They should." His Voice faltered saw that her eyes brimmed with "Oh. Gay." "Don't go, John. It seems such tears. he a little while sine I came here to "Darling,' be said, moved prin-cesses- "Hi, Commodore!" he called. The shouting stopped. Nathaniel d Adams, Dr. Sargeant's grandson, standing on the seat of a garden swing strung with an intricate network of ropes and string, waved a mittened hand toward him. "I'm Admiral Byrd," he called. "Oh, are you? How's it going? Land in sight?" "We're in desprit straits," Ad miral Byrd in a blue and red snow- suit and high buckled gaiosnes shouted cheerfully across the icefloes of the Antarctic. "Radio's gone dead. Can't get a squeak out of her anyhow." "That's serious," John sympa"Have you tested the thized. "We'll have to wait," John sighed. The train with curtains drawn over section windows and lights burn ing dimly in vestibules waited on led the way the track. The red-ca- p toward the sleeper In which John's berth was reserved. They lagged behind, walking slowly, very close together. "You're going, aren't you? I believe it now that I see the train. John, when will I see you again?" "I don't know. I'll be tied down pretty closely after Dr. Sargeant sails, except on Wednesday afternoons and evenings." "May I come to see you some Wednesday afternoon?" "Would you. Gay?" His face "I want my mother brightened. and sisters to meet you. And my grandmother. You'll love my grandmother." She glanced at him and away. "What?" he asked. "More family? Can we risk it?" "They'll love you." "I hope so." She hesitated, then continued. "I'm sorry," she said. "I wanted" "I love you." "I love you." . vv . Bananas should be ripened at room temperature, never in tue refrigerator. They are ready for Expenses Over Income eating when they are bright yellie is poor whose expenses exlow all over, with occasional ceed his income. La Bruyere. brown spots. A brake-man'- s call echoed past them. They made for the vestibule of the train. "Better not go aboard, Miss," the "We leave porter said pleasantly. in one mo' minute." "One more minute, John." He caught her Into his arms. Their lips met and clung. A second call echoed. He broke away from her arms. The porter leaned out of the vestibule. John raced Into the train, colliding with the Negro. "Good-by,- " he called as the train began to move. "Good" She ran a few steps beside the car. John caught her hand, dropped It. "Remember. Some Wednesday afternoon." The train picked up speed. She fell back, breathless, stood straining for a last glimpse of John's waving arm, his face, the hat that The train she hadn't admired. moved forward Into darkness. The red light at the rear diminished into was gone. a dot. a Gay turned toward the stairs leading up to the station level. Some Wednesday afternoo- n- IKTVl An rfi Ideal Bedtime Snack! - JJFC eight-year-ol- " "Aya. Deader'n a John smiled, marveling at the rapidity with which a child adapted Young himself to an environment Nat had been born in the Philippines and cut his teeth in San Francisco, but his "Aya" was as authentic as though, instead of six months, he had spent the six years of his life in Maine. "Well, keep your courage up. You ought to sight land by morning." "Maybe you can find out what's wrong with it?" Nat suggested. Excuse me "Sorry, old man. Admiral. I'm a doctor, not a radio technician." "You could try anyway, couldn't you?" the child persisted. "Got to keep moving, Wat you a better come in pretty soon. This wind is cold." John went into the house. Lamps were lit in the wide hallway. The warm air made his face burn. He threw off his coat and went to the d mirror. table beneath a The day's accumulation of mail lay there in a tidy heap. John ran through it rapidly. Nothing from Gay. There had been nothing for three days. That was not unusual, though. Sometimes he received two letters a day. Again several days would pass without a message from her. He'd hoped there would be something today. Her letters were graphic, amusing, affectionate. He enjoyed them. Well door-nail.- of drinking two cups of coffee. John must you go?" "Must, Gay." He rose and walked before them. Their footsteps made a hollow echoing sound. She pressed close to him. "Take me with you, John." He smiled down into her lifted eyes, sad in the depths beneath the brilliance. "What would I do with The yolk of an egg: mixed with water anu used as you would soap will remove coilee Hot sudsy water will stains. quickly remove the yellow of the egg. warm cans of film were transported by train, native boat, and finally by Chinese air line to Hong Kong. A clipper flew it to Manila, and there it stayed; so many passengers were waiting to take the clipper home that there was no room for part of a movie. It came along on the next scheduled flight. Meanwhile the cast was at Baldwin lake. The working scenes shot in the actual location of tubes?" train?" "That's the object around the table to her chair. "I don't want to go." "Don't you?" She caught his hand resting on the back of the chair. "Even after everything?" She tilted her head back to look up at him, her eyes soft and bright, a e curving her lips. "None of that seems important now. Darling, come." He held her She rose slowly. coat She slipped into it. He bundled the collar about her throat "I shouldn't have let you come with me." Going out through the door of the restaurant, he held her arm tightly. "It's so late and so cold." "Carl is waiting. I'll be all right" d ilaki-nes- yard. top-co- he said. "Yes, I was. If you'd seen your face when Mother asked me what I intended to do this winter." "I never heard anything so completely selfish," he burst out with low vehemence. "It was tactless of her to have spoken of it in your presence, perwith John's luggage A red-ca- p haps. But that's Mother's way. She calls it being practical. It didn't followed them across the vast vaultoccur to her that you would think ed concourse of the station. Only a few late travelers moved past and her heartless, as you did " "But she's your mother. Gay!" "We each lead a completely inde pendent existence. It's not a bad idea. When I see what some moth ers do to their children, I'm glad Kitty is like she is." "But you don't want to visit Tory Wales in Palm Beach?" "There's only one thing I really want to do." "Don't you know how that makes me feel?" "Flattered, I should hope." Her smile trembled. "No, you can't know," he said bitterly. "You can't know what it's like to feel humiliated, not to be able to take you away with me, now, tonight, to have you make explanations which I should make. You haven't been happy and neither have I. except that first day, Christmas Eve" "Yesterday and today In the country? Weren't you happy? I was." "But why?" They moved slowly, only their feet conscious of the rhythm of the waltz. "Because we avoided any reference to the subjects upon which we disagree, because we were alone except for Kate and your father." "Oh. dear!" Her laughter shook. "I made you come here because I was afraid we'd quarrel If we were alone, and I wanted your last night here to be pleasant Don't, John. If we Talking spoils everything. keep on at this rate" Her head dropped against his shoulder. He felt her tremble In the tightened clasp of his arms. "I'm sorry, but I've got to know. Look at me. Gay." His voice was roush with urgency. "Tell me. Do you want to go on?" Her eyes, tiffed to his, were bril CHAPTER XI to the Housewife! Salt added to potatoes when The illusion of depth is created s nearly boiled insures their by building bookcases on either and prevents them from go- side of a wide doorway leading ing to pieces in the boiling from living room to dining room. most-travele- WNU SERVICE MACRAE SMITH CO. meet you and we've wasted so much of it being unhappy." "I can barely remember." "And we're wasting what's left talking about Russian princesses and Dr. Sargeant's family." "That's called whistling to keep your spirits up. What should we talk about darling?" "I don't know. I should be able to think of something beautiful, something that you would remember. I can't. All I can say is I love you." "That's beautiful and I will remember it." '.'Darling." "You sweet!" They neared the train gate. John tightened his grasp on her arm. "Will they let you go down with me, Gay?" "I'd like to see anybody stop me. My grandfather owned most of the New York, New Haven and Hartford once." The official at the gate asked no questions. They started down the stairs. "It was the chin up that did it" John said. "Oh, I don't think they care, especially late like this." They descended into the chill air and murky light of the lower level. .. To get rid of stains on tea cups Pillow cases should be ironed lengthwise to be entirely free of rub gently with a paste of baking soda and water. wrinkles. (directed by John Cromwell, Frederic March and Betty Field), you'll see d some of the Scenes film ever shown. were shot in Sourbaya, on the island of Java, in the Dutch East Indies; then the to a cabin wo kevs LARRIMORE Items of Interest gilt-frame- (TO BE COMT1SUED) Laundry Experts Advise Mending Before Washing The tradition that mending follows washing as inevitably as spring follows winter is being gradually discarded in favor of the reverse way of doing things. Proponents of the modern school of laundering now advocate doing the mending first There are several advantages in getting the repair work out of the way before clothing and household furnishings go Into the laundry. A small hole in a sock is likely to become a large one in handling. A frayed buttonhole may be torn apart or the thin portion of a sheet give way entirely. Perhaps it is Just as well to exempt loose or missing buttons from advance restoration and sew them on later. But patching, and such reinforcing, darning, things, if done in advance, will prolong the life of the laundry bag's contents materially. The chief objection to this order used to be a natural distaste for handling soiled laundry, but dis criminating people no longer delay washing until clothing and linens be come unpleasant to touch and smell. Practical reasons, as well as aesthetic ones, have brought about more frequent washing. Soil and per. piration left In fabrics wear them out through erosion and chemical action. And the vigorous handling needed to remove these harmful substances In washing causes addi tional wear and tear. Frequent laundering with abun dant soap and water and a minimum of rubbing is far more satisfactory In the long run than the mistaken thrift which may Induce prolonged wear without washing. mm Ja-- a BETTY FIELD the story will be slipped in with the ones shot on the American location and it won't be surprising if the Baldwin lake shots are the more convincing. More than 100 boys are being paid for having the time of their lives; cadets they're portraying real-lif- e in Columbia's "Military Academy, and much of the action calls for them to disport themselves on the track and football field of a local military academy. They sprint put and the checks the shot pole-vau- lt come rolling in. Tommy Kelly, Bobby Jordan. David Holt and Jackie Searl are in the cast Effects Travel I Haste and Trouble 1 ID Four-year-ol- d jf) amjmsmmsG "" Sunf , ODDS AD ESDS-G- ary Cooper has a photograph of his daughter, Mary, encased in the dashboard of his car . . . Agnes Moorehead used a train and three planes in a frantic effort to get to ftetc York from Milwaukee for a "Miff Sister" broadcast, landed in Washington, and had to give up; uhen she found the Acid l orfe plane grounded in Milwaukee because of bad weather, she flew to ('.trie-land- , then to Pittsburgh, then to Washington, only to find that there wasn't enough time left to reach Kew York for the broadcast . . . Virginia Dale and Lillian Cornell, whom you've seen or perhaps will see in "Hack lienny Hides Again," will supply the feminine interest in "Touchdown," with Wayne Morris, a Frances Langford finished broadcast, then drove 700 miles to the Navajo Indian reservation in Arizona to spend her second wedding anniversary with her husband, Jon Hall, who's starring in "Kit Carson." an Edward Small production. There are 50,000 Navajo Indians on the reservation, but the role of Indian rhlrf went to At Kikuml, full blooded Hawaiian. After numerous tests Producer Small came to the conclusion that Kikuml looks more like an Indian chief than any f the Indians do. of Mt Travel makes a wise man bet - I The hasty man never lacks trouble. ter but a fool worse. Dickie Lyon, son of Bebe Daniels and Ben Lyon, (and don't tell me that you don't remem ber those two picture stars!) is He's working In "The worried. Howards of Virginia," and doesn't want his parents to find it out "They told me pictures was bad. he declares. Bebe and Ben have been starring in a stage play in London, and they sent the boy back to California to live) with his grandmother several months ago, because of the war. Frank Lloyd, who's directing "The Howards of Virginia," persuaded Mrs. Daniels to let Dickie take the role of the young son of Cary Grant and Martha Scott, and Dickie is doing remarkably well except that he's worried. He's afraid of what his mother will think when she sees him on the screen. "Maybe she won't like it," he says, ominously. Some But Lloyd's not anxious. time ago he told Bebe that little Dickie was a good picture prospect and she said, "I'd trust him with you," Uncle Ezra (Pat Barrett) of radio's National Barn Dance is highly enthusiastic over making movies in Hollywood, but the most difficult thing he had to adjust himself to was the delay in starting. He re cently returned to Chicago from theJ cinema city after making "Coming 'Round the Mountain" with Bob Burns; later he'll go back to Paramount and do two more. 1"''' ''' Cow. 1MO by Ketloft Compuur ' . Note the benefits of delicious oranges e" Government nutritionists say: Fully half out families B vitamins sod minerals to enjoy the best of health! So make ityow family rule to enjoy oranges every day. Tust peel and eat them for grand summer refreshment Or keep big pitcher full of fresh orangeade handy. C yoo forAn glass of juice gives yon S the tiumin Bt and G. mally need each day. Also ado's vitamin. 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