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Show THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER THE 3, 1942 TIMES-NEW- PAGE SET EN NEPHI. UTAH S. ON THE Kathleen Norris Says: By ARTHUR STRINGER THE STORY SO FAR: Although be nspecti him of being up to something, Alan Blade has agree J to fly a "scientist" names' Frayne and nil partner, Karnell, to the Anawotto river to look for the breeding ground of the trumpeter iwan. Frayne hai paid them well enough to enable Alan'i partner, Cruger, to buy a Lockheed that will help Norland Airways meet the crushing competition of the larger companies. Before leaving, Alan helps Lynn Morlock, daughter of the "flying Padre,' give first aid treatment to an ontcast flyer named Slim Tumstead and learni that Tumstead knows about the plane and about Frayne's expedition. Daring that night the new plane Is stolen by a masked man who heads north. En route to the Anawotto Slade's plane 'runs out of gas and they spend the night at the cabin of his prospector friends, Zeke and Minty, where Slade keeps a gas cache. Frayne shows no interest In either gold or pitchblende, the latter a newly discovered source of power. But the next morning, when hey have been In the air only a short time, Frayne decides to land and stay there on the Kasakana Instead of going to the Anawotto. Now, while Alan Is on bis way back, Lynn and her father are planning to operate on Umanak, a blind Eskimo, In the hope of restoring his sdght. Lynn has Just suggested that they try to reach Alan and have him bring the supplies they need for the operation. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER VIII So while Barrens the radio searched the tor the whereabouts of Alan Blade the abandoned Iviuk Inlet store-she- d had been taken over as an emergency hospital It bad been scrubbed and disinfected and fitted with a homemade operating table and instrument stand. Lynn turned from the sea front walked up the slope to its and rough-boarde- d walls. She tried to tell herself that it wasn't for the man with the Viking eyes that she was waiting. No, she stubbornly contended, it wasn't for Alan she was waiting. It was for those needed supplies he was bringing in to them. Her thoughts, a moment later, went to other things. She crossed to the beard convinced that she had f the faint and hum of a motor. She scanned the gray-blu- e sky and searched the long line d horizon above of the the southern muskeg fields. But all she could see was an arrowhead of blue geese winging silently northdoor, far-of- lilac-tinte- ward. at the door when observed that Kogaluk was leadold Umanak through the topek-huddl- e toward her. "You hear um?" Kogaluk surprised her by asking. She was still she ing "Hear what?" questioned the girl, still again searching the horizon. It was Umanak who answered. that comes from "The devil-bir- d nowhere, and go nowhere. I hear um go for two days now." "What does he mean?" Lynn inKogaluk. quired of the slant-eye-d The young Eskimo woman-founIt bard to explain. "Dm a plane, a ghost plane," she finally asserted. "But your father can't see," Lynn persisted. see," said Umanak. um. Hear um two, three "No hear "But days now." "But it couldn't just melt away," said Lynn. "It must have gone somewhere." Kogaluk's braided head nodded unexpected assent. "Um go to Echo Harbor," she asserted. "That harbor on sea, full of devil voices. Echo Harbor taboo to our "But people." what could it do there?" It was Umanak who answered. "If Umanak have good eyes him go see. Me no afraid devil voices." He squared his sturdy old shoulders. "When was the last time you thought you heard this ghost plane?" asked the young white woman. They were, she knew, countless miles away from any possible air route. "Me hear um today," said TJma-naAnd he said it with conviction. Lynn gave some thought to this. She was still trying to persuade herself that these credulous and people were merely fabricating a mystery out of something child-hearte- that d could and would be quickly re- duced to the commonplace. But even as she stood there she could see old Umanak stifTen in his tracks. "Me hear um now," was his abrupt cry of triumph. His hearing, apparently, was keener than the others'. For when Lynn stepped forward, with straining ears, she could hear nothing. "Me hear um," repeated the old Eskimo. But Lynn disregarded his cry. For as her coasting gaze wandered back and forth along the southern skyline she caught sight of a small speck that grew bigger as she watched. "That's no ghost plane, Umacried. "That's Alan Slade nak." she Snow-BaBaby and the with his supplies we've been waiting for." The Flying Padre, waiting at the water's edge as Slade came ashore, promptly noted the sense of strain on the bush pilot's face. "What's wrong?" promptly quesll tioned Padre. "A bit of bad luck," said Slade. "We've lost our Lockheed." "A crash?" The tired face became grim. "That's what I have to And out" Slade indicated his armful of pack- - r W.N. U- - SERVICE. sswis Don't Divorce an Unfaithful Father Bell Syndicate Till'1 WNU Features. .'' WA Mi ages. "I shouldn't be here. But 1 knew you needed this stuff." The Flying Padre's smile was an understanding one. "Yes, Lynn's waiting for it, he casually observed. He also observed that a little of the shadow went from the Viking blue eyes. "Then she's here?" he asked. The Padre nodded. "She'll be anchored here for a couple of weeks with an eye case. But she's been worrying about you." The gaze of the two men locked for a moment. Slade was the first to emerge from that moment of abstraction. "I caught up this mail for you at Yellowknife," he said as he handed letters and papers to the older man. Slade's eyes rested on that older man, bareheaded and gaunt in the revealing arctic sunlight, as the letters were examined. Lynn was right; her father, was not so young as he had once been. Yet if' there was any inner weariness there it was masked by a quick decisiveness of movement that spoke of a mind still active and a will still strong. "These are for Lynn," the Flying Padre was saying as he inspected two bulky envelopes embossed with English stamps. "They've come a long way," observed Slade. "Yes, from Barrett He's at now." Slade felt a little of the warmth go out of the sunlight "And these are the drugs and things," he explained as they mountd ed the knoll to the little surgery. Slade pushed through the cluster of natives about the door, disturbed by the quicker pounding of his heart Then he saw Lynn, all in white. She was boiling something in a test tube, over an alcohol lamp. "Here's Alan," announced her father. "He's brought you two letters from Barrett" She took the letters, not unconscious that two pair of questioning eyes were resting on her. But her gaze remained abstracted as she glanced at the bulky envelopes and placed them on the window sill. "They'll have to wait," she sqid. Then her face lost its abstraction as she smiled up at Slade. "And you've got our supplies," she cried with a note of relief that brought no particular Joy to the bush pilot bearing them. "That means we can get busy," the Flying Padre proclaimed. Slade's frown deepened as he stood watching the nondescript line of Innuits that formed outside the door of their improvised surgery. "When is this bread line of the igloos over?" he asked. "Why?" asked the busy nurse. "Because I rather wanted to talk to you," asserted the flyer, touched with a feeling of jealousy at the renewed discovery of bow this white-cla- d reliever of pain could remain so immersed in her wofk. Then, for a moment, she emerged from the shell. He saw, or thought he saw, a fleeting look of hunger in her eyes. But that look vanished as the Flying Padre called out: "Is Umanak ready?" "Not yet," she answered. "Don't you think it's rather worth while?" Lynn questioned. "I suppose so, trouble-shooterbe responded lightly. It was worth something to be there at her side. "Then you can help me scrub up old Umanak," Lynn said with a smile. "Dad's going to do that on him this morning. And something tells me it's the first bath he ever had." "We'll probably have to hold him down," said Slade. But Umanak, to their surprise, was not averse to his bath. "Um good," he murmured. "What kept you late?" Lynn asked as she toweled her patient dry and proceded to robe him in flannelette pajamas that were much too long for him. "Then you were waiting for me?" he challenged. There was a tinge of hope in his voice. "For our supplies," was her re- a ghost plane.' who "But could have done it?" questioned Lynn. "It's such empty to explain. "Um country." "That's what I intend to find out" Slade told her with determination. Lynn stood upright, fixed by the sudden thought of the ghost plane. But before that thought was put into words the Flying Padre apsurpeared in his pontifical-lookin- g gical gown. "If you've time to sit in on this," he said with one eye on the flyer , and one on his can and wash up "you help. It's a rather interesting bit of work." All this time my husband has regarded Alma as merely another child; now "Win the old boy see again?" he wants her for his wife and has asked me for a divorce. "That's what we're counting on," said the man of medicine. "But By KATHLEEN NORRIS THE LESSER EVIL Umanak speaks a little English, rethe many years during member." The woman who chooses diwhich I have been writing "Me see the devil-bir- d that go novorce as the solution of her where after you make eyes good," these articles, one quesmarital problems runs the risk proclaimed the patient tion has been asked frequentof having to face even greater There was sureness in the delicate more frequently, unhappiness. And if there are movements of the doctor's fingers, ly perhaps infichildren, even infidelity is not but Slade couldn't rid his mind of than any other. It is "Is disufficient cause for her to the thought that one small slip might delity a justification for make such a choice. She must mean disaster. One wrong move vorce, when children are incould mean blindness for life. He volved?" My answer has inface heartbreak and suspicion was glad when the bandages were and yet remain calm. She must old face, evitably been "no." about the swarthy-skinne- d not let the loss of the confino have who women The concealing what had been done to it dence and love of the man she "Is that all you do?" Slade in- children don't ask this quesmarried disturb the comfort to He make the tried quesquired. tion. They simply get their and serenity of his home. That tion seem a casual one. But he divorces. It is when there is, of course, asking a great found himself touched by a new rea small son or daughter in deal, but by folloiving this spect for a calling which he had is probso recently been tempted to dis- the family that the agonizinga womcourse rather than the other lem presents itself, and that parage. one of divorce she will avoid a divorce to seek decision an's "That's all we can do," said the adding her mistake to his. infinite misery to the innocent Flying Padre, "for the present But brings The mere semblance of a hapwell as the guilty. as on look and Lynn is going to stay reand very py home is bad enough, but high spiritual Possibly menafter Umanak. I've a couple of in this case it is the lesser ligious grounds might be cited as ingitis cases at Cape Morrow that reasons evil. against such divorces: but mustn't be neglected." not the grounds upon "And he'll be able to see again?" these are which I base my position. It is layToday's mail brings me this letpersisted the skeptic-minde- d based solely upon human happiness. ter. man. outthe "Of course he'll see again," was A woman, who preserves saves "I am a woman of 34, married her ward dignity of her home, reply as she tucked children Lynn's just ten years. I idealized Rob for of disturbance the spiritual about her paa warmed years before we were married and losing faith in their father, main- for years afterward. We have two tient. mother as her wife, tains position beautiful "Me see devil-bir- d that go noeight and five. Wa and house manager, despite inward four have girls, been inseparable, loving, where," murmured Umanak. is Slade stood suddenly arrested by heartbreak and disillusionment, admiring each other, always happy womthose murmured words. He knew in the end far happier than the together. Seven months ago there was to an who breaks all ties, pulls up was a change. well enough what a devil-bir- d roots, scars and horrifies young a native. "The girl who has taken my place minds with devastating revelations in my husband's "What does he mean by that?" heart is only 18. failure. of of details marital the "He keeps saying be can hear a She is orphaned, my husband's Some Harsh Descriptions. that comes ward. She is very beautiful, innoghost plane, a devil-bir- d us. The proof of this is all about cent and artless in manner, and and goes along the coast-line,- " Lynn To justify herself in the step she rich. To Robert the explained. "And his daughter Kogthought of posaluk claims she's seen it flying low takes a woman describes her faulty sessing all this loveliness, youth, mona as less than spouse nothing between here and Echo Harbor." charm and the added independence It was Dr. Morlock who spoke next ster. Kee check some time on the is evidently acting like an intoxiwho of friends divorced number your He is completely bewine. "I suppose," he said as he as fiends, cating describe their checked over instruments and botwitched. Alma makes no secret of tles and stowed them away in his mental cases, moral degenerates. her passionate devotion to him. abraded bag, "you'll be heading Their own mothers can't stand them. Since she was very small she has Their clubs have expelled them. been in the habit of kissing him, south tomorrow?" Slade crossed to the window and They ought to be in institutions. sitting on his knee, rufTling his hair. "Ann," I said once to a friend She continues all this. All this time, looked out along the empty and inwas in course of who being di terminable skyline. until now, he has regarded her as vorced, "how could you tell Tommy merely another child; but now he "No," he said, "I'm not going and Ellen that Tom struck you?" wants her for his wife. south tomorrow." "Well," she answered defensive"What are you going to do?" It Never Lasts. asked Lynn, startled by the grim-nes- s ly "he might as well have struck "I know the wreckage of his life me as have said some of the things of his face. that would follow this step. Alma "I think I'll look into this devil-bir- d he did." This is typical. The accusing is shallow, flirtatious, business," he said as bis narwoman lowers herself; she becomes as most little beauties of her age. rowed gaze rested on the horizon. For just above that horizon he vituperative and spiteful. Only a She loves to pout and tease; she new great love, accompanied with wants to go to Hollywood to study caught sight of a small and ghostfor the films and he has promised like gnat of silver winging its resounderstanding and patience and genlute way southward above the dark tleness can restore her to a normal to take her. if only Sally will be an line of the muskeg country. It attitude toward life. She does not angel and say 'yes!' His infatuation looked as insubstantial as a soap often find that love; she is in no for her will last only as long as condition to find it she chooses to (latter him and be bubble. But Slade, as the silver fleck So my advice to her is to stick to it. sweet; then some younger man will finally vanished, told himself that To stop suspicion, to conquer sencome along, and Rob, reputation and he knew a plane when be taw one. "Whcre'U that take you?" the Flysitiveness, to accept facts. Tom, the practice destroyed, wife and children dear, attentive, delightful companalienated, will be left In the ruins of ing Padre was asking. "I don't know yet," said Slade. ion of only a few years past loves his own life. Rob is just 40. another woman. That part of Ma"But I've an idea it'll end up some"The alternative to my shrieking where along the Anawotto." ry's life is over; the Joyous, be- at him, as I sometimes want to do. "I'll go down to the plane with loved, confident part She has lived Take her and get out; I never you," she said as she joined Slade only for him, adored her son and want to see either of you idiots in the doorway. daughter partly because they were again!' is the bitter one of living When she returned to the knoll-to- p also his. It hasn't been enough; it with a silent resentful man. whose hasn't saved her. surgery, a few minutes later, attitude will be that I have destroyed her waiting father detected both a Nothing can save Mary from the his one chance for happiness in life. new light in her eyes and a bitter humiliation of knowing that That my own life is destroyed, I deeper line of thought between her she hasn't been able to hold her know But there are my girls, innoman. Divorce won't save her that; cent and sweet and brows. She had the look of a womundivorce will only advertise it to the conscious of all this.completely an who bad been kissed and, havUntil very all world. hands the whole Divorce found the a world been kissed, ing lately their father's devotion to trump cards to the new sweetheart; diiTerenl shape. from the very hour of their them, a and them the latter easily, grabs The Padre's own face took on a has been the admiration of birth, Is few divorce after the grantdays deeper line of thought all our friends. ed she marries Tom, to his endur"How about Alan?" "I can send Alma away; indeed it of Instead Lynn ing wretchedness and hers. answering, Mary is also wretched. Wretched is already arranged that she is to crossed to the window. There, aftlonely life go to a dramatic school in souther a glance out over the empty rock if she lives a sponse. ern California. But what sort of a their cewith the children, sharing two the she took letters up "I had to swing beck to Jackpine ridges, husband would 1 have after all th's? six o'clock and at real applesauce Point to refuel," Slade said in a lying on the sill. What am I to do?" More to nine. at bed and going "Let's see what Barrett has to wretched if she slightly hardened voice. "There's a Divorce will only bring misery to marries someone with a she observed disforced in this loose somewhere thief say," gas who doesn't understand them or love you, Sally, and in the long run to was casualness. Wolf Lake at cache trict My them. him, too. BE COSTIMEDJ cleaned out" waiting-instruments- IN i WYETjPEAR$gQ) 'rao"jpPEDHM Ql.i hard i h l4 The young Eskimo woman found it s mym RUTH 1 ; BLUE - GREEN - BLACK AND GREY USED TO REPEAT COLORS' THIS is another design in the series planned to use up odds and ends of woolen materials to make lasting floor coverings. 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