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Show THE Thursday, May 4, 1914 m mm WOMAN 3y PETER B. KYNE NKI'HI. UTAH TIMKS-NEW- Kathleen Norris Says: met Hank Wade, the sheriff of Yava- pal County, emerging from the and noticed that the ty court-houslatter looked very forlorn. Ham Henley thought he knew why and decided he must do something about it, for while a hard man in many ways he was not Infrequently given to sudden gusts of kindness and ol sympathy and, under the spell them, could be magnificent. ' "Hello, Hank," he greeted the sheriff. "I'm on my Way to the Apache Club for lunch. Come and have a bite with me." "I'd like to, Mr. Henley," the sher iff replied, "but I reckon I'd better not. You might lose caste in tne community." "To hell with the community. I'll not make believe I haven't heard the gossip that's flyin' around about you, Hank, since them three boys o' yourn was turned loose after two juries failed to convict 'em of cattle stealin'. They're sayin' that, as sheriff, it's your job to select the jury venires from the great register o' voters an' that in the case o' the jury selected to try your boys you didn't make no mistakes. I don't believe that." "My boys was guilty an' I know it," the sheriff replied sadly. "So does everybody else that read the transcript o' the testimony. They bought out, Mr. Henley, but not on money o' mine." "I know it an' when you run for offjee to succeed yourself next fall, Hank, I'll be out beatin' the cactus for votes for you." "I won't run agin, Mr. Henley. Throw enough mud an' some of it's sure to stick. I'd get licked." "Now, Hank, you quit feelin bad. I been talked about some, too. 1 been bawled out in a church right in killer this town as a bloody-hande- d an' all because I ketch some rustlers makin' off with my critters an' win the resultant argyment. People say I'm lawless. Well, maybe I be, but I'm practical." "I might meet some men at the Apache Club that'll give me the cold shoulder, Mr. Henley." "If they do I'll have somethin' to tell 'em! Hank, me an you outlive our enemies. Come up to the Apache Club with me. I want to be seen there with you an' let everybody know you're my friend an' that nc friend o' mine was ever crooked. He took the sheriff by the arm and forcibly turned him. Almost with reluctance the latter yielded. "I begged my boys to confess, Mr. Henley," the sheriff went on. "1 could have fixed it with the complainant to ask the judge to show clemency; I could have fixed it with the Judge to go light on 'em as flrsl offenders. But no! They told me 1 was an interferin' old fool an like tc broke my heart." "I'm afraid. Hank, the lesson didn't sink in. They'll be at it agin." "Got to," the honest sheriff declared. "Them two trials left 'em broke, an' they ain't got no other way o' meetin' expenses. Mr. Henley, there ain't but one cure for what ails my boys an' you an' me know what that is, because we ap plied it when I managed your Dou-blH ranch." You ever hear o' me gettin' mushy about the public an' two thousand. a accommodations at an orthodox dude ranch. "No-o-o-o- ." "Got the money?" "No. I was goin' to ask you to loan it to me until " CHAPTER II "No, Bill. The bank has been to you an' patient, you ain't kind Hamilof the Although upbringing reduced the indebtedness an" you ton L. Henley, Senior, had been acor the taxes. complished after the early Ameri- ain't paid your interest can formula not infrequently de- You're through." Five minutes after Burdan had scribed as being drug up by the hair o' the head, he had never been left his office, Hamilton Henley had, sensible of any resultant handicap. via the telephone, purchased the Burdan notes and collateral from He had educated himself surprisHe sumingly well in everything save the the State Bank of Arizona. his Amermoned general English language preferring ican with an Arizona accent; he was and confidential man, Jess Hubbell, explained what he had done and ina very intelligent man, aggressive, fearless and more imaginative than structed Hubbell to get him a certito cover the purchase. anybody had ever given him credit fied check "I thought you had enough cow tor being. At fourteen years ol age be had secured employment as horse outfits to worry over," Hubbell comin down ranch on cattle a wrangler office-manag- a wage of fifteen he dollars per month. At fifty-fiv- e was a cattle king, sole owner of six large cattle spreads, with -a heavy Interest in two dividend paying mines, stocks in various banks throughout the state, and an office in his own office building in Phoenix, in which city he also lived in a modest adobe bungalow attended by a married couple the wife his cook and Cochise County, at - y:. ill i'f housekeeper and the man his body servant and chauffeur. He had one guest room In his home and lived in the hope that his only son would Occupy it occasionally if and when the latter should conclude to cease earning a living in a vocation the elder Henley considered disgraceful. Ham Henley had always grieved lecretly over an apparent lack of toughness in his son and ascribed this defect to Len's mother, who had been a Back Bay, Boston lady with more admiration for culture than corpuscles. In the upbringing of Len she had, in a way of speaking, gotten the jump on Hamilton by pointing him out as a horrible example. Years before her death she had started, definitely, to make her own plans for Len's life, thus setting him ' against his father and, in the end, Inducing a coldness between them. One day in January Hamilton Henley's secretary came into his office and announced that a Mr. Burdan was in the general office and desirous of an interview. "Ah, Bill Henley murmured, "yes, I know him. I smell a touch, but show him in." In the matter of contemplated raids upon his finances, under the guise of unsecured loans, Ham Henley was psychic. And he liked to have such interviews over quickly; hence when Bill Burdan sat down, with his hat on his knees, and smiled wistfully at Ham Henley, the latter said: "Well, Bill, what's on your mind?" "Trouble, Ham." "Who's runnin' his iron on you?" "The State Bank of Arizona at Prescott. They hold my note secured by chattel mortgage on my cattle, an' another note secured by ieed o' trust on my home ranch. me. You Ham, they're bein' a director o that bank an an Did friend o' mine " "Bill," Ham Henley interrupted, "I've known you forty years and you ain't a friend of mine in that sense. A feller's got to dig deep to git to my bump o' friendship in money matters. It's been done many time, at that, but not by men that regard a promissory note as somcthin' to be renewed. You came to ask me to use my influence with the bank to lay off'n you. You want ' more time." "That's right. Ham." "Time won't help you out. You borrowed most o' that money to build an' furnish a swell ranch-hous- e for dudes, an' when you "got the dudes you didn't know how to enter tain 'em. You thought they wanted to rough it so you fed 'em fodder that only a cowpunchcr could digest You didn't know that a dude ranch Is a bust unless you got a general tore a couple miles away, 10 the dudei can ride down to it tie their horses to the hitchin' rack outside You an' buy an sody. didn't know you had to have beautiful wranglers to ride herd on 'em an' that their feelin's could be hurt If they was scolded for slouchln' in the saddle an' givin' one o" your oags a saddle gall, or clnchin' him so tight he bucked 'em off or raised a cinch scald. I read in the paper here a while back that some dude woman, that gets stacked by one o' your horses an' bunged up, sues An' as If you you for damages. didn't have enough trouble on your hands you had to go to 'work "an' hundred dolspend about twenty-fiv- e lars tryln' to convict them three Wade boys o' stcalin' your cattle." "I felt it was my duty to the public to expose 'm. Ham." "The public be darned. Who told you you was Santa Claus? You could have hired them three skunks killed tor five hundred dollars an' saved Bur-dan- ice-crea- EWDNG CDPCLE WNU Featurei. e " "Mebbe they don't work on you." "They don't any moie, but when they did I didn't prosecute 'm an' I didn't hire 'm killed. I did it myself. I only suggest a hired man in your case because I doubt if you know enough about firearms to commit suicide. Have you paid your rent to the state land commissioner for them six townships you got under lease?" Kagon from Wagon Wheel Ranch to pick her up. When no wagon comes she gets panicky. After a long wait Len Henley, 0( Congress Junction, picks ber up In a truck and drives her to his trailer house, where she eats her breakfast. Henley explains why the station wagon did not come. It had been attached, as well as the horses and ranch equipment. He decides for Mary that she should put up In a hotel In Phoenix, and with that as her base she could roam around and secure patterns Running Aivay From It All soviet Bell Syndicate. THE STORY SO FAR: Mary Sutherland makes arrangements to be met at 6ughuaro, a flag station In Arizona. She arrives by train and waits fox the station PAGE SEVEN ," "No. I was going to ask yon to loan it to me until " plained. "I thought I had you trained but here you are organizing more work for me." "This will be a temporary job, Jess. I had to take two tricks to win and them mortgages were the high trumps." Hubbell nodded and Ham Henley went on. "I figger on puttin' the Wagon Wheel in shape an' unloadin' 's it on a dude at a nice profit broke fiatter'n a tortilla; all he can save is the family photograph album, some clothes an' the old lady's sewing machine. So he will grab at a little getaway money and I'll give it to him to sign a deed to the home ranch quit-claian' give me a bill o' sale for the cattle so I won't be put to the expense o' enterin' suit in foreclosure. He shouldn't ought to object to his state land lease to me, either, so I can move right in an' take charge. Somebody's got to take charge because Bill Burdan will Just walk out an' leave' everything." there "You have a sweet set-uand at a third of its value, Mr. Henley." "So sweet I hate to unload it on a dude, but then it's just the sort o' place that'll appeal to a dude wom an, because It'll be a goin' concern an' she can walk right into a mighty of Aztec architec nice ranch-house- , ture an' all furnished with Navajo rugs an' heavy oak chairs with calf- hide seats an' all them sort of romantic fixin's. At that they're mighty swell 'n in nice taste. They wouldn't affront me none." "How are the cattle? Are you sure old Burdan has the number of the cattle enumerated in the mortgage? The Wade boys worked on him, he claimed. You might find a shortage." "I expect to, but I don't mind that because I'll make enough on (he deal without worryin' over that item. The cattle are poor stuff. The old man let 'em run down old breedin' stock, short calf crops and nothin much when he started thirty years ago. Them Wade boys had ought to be ashamed o' themselves for descendin' so low as to waste their time stealin trash." Now, whenever Ham Henley had arranged to buy or sell anything be wasted no time closing the deal. Hence the following day, he motored up to Prescott and relieved the State Bank of Arizona of Its two sour loans.' After leaving the bank he decided to have luncheon at the Apache Club, the oldest club in Arizona, and of which he was now one of the old- est members. Enroute there- - be Bur-dan- p n' e Very early next morning Ham started back for Phoenix, but left the state highway at Congress Junction and turned northwest across the desWagon Wheel ranch, for he was minded to get Bill Burdan out of his way as quickly as possible, and he was quite certain that a small gratuity and assurance of freedom from a deficiency judgment would effectuate prompt abdication. When he arrived a man detached himself from a bench in front of the blacksmith shop and came out to meet him. "Where's Bill Burdan?" Ham Henley asked. "Everything that ain't been nailed down here or mortgaged has been attached. Mr. Henley. I'm the deputy sheriff in charge. Mrs. Burdan packed her duds an' left yesterday an' the old man packed his an' left this mornin' early. He was all broke up so I reckon he won't be back." "Where'd he go?" "Phoenix." "Thanks. I'll locate him there.' ert to the 1938 6-- She may be the humblest worker of all our 30 million working women. By KATHLEEN NORRIS AM envious of my husband, his sisters, broth- ers and friends," writes Ann from Boston, "and as a result I am half sick wilh mis-- ery, resentment and hate. "I married 'way above any expectations a girl like myself might have," her letter goes on. "Herbert is the youngest son of a very rich family; there are six perfect servants in this house; I have nothing to do. We live with his mother, a widowed sister, and her three half-grow- children. n has children. I was in a motor accident m the middle of my first pregnancy, never can have a child. This broke Herbert's heart (he Everyone else his mother's heart, too. Nobody cared about my heart. "They all speak languages, have traveled, know about books and muI sic it all comes eagy te them. am not even grammatical; I've had do chances to improve. Nobody is unkind to me, but nobody needs me. Often it seems to me that days go by without anyone speaking to me. Oh, they say "good morning and more tea?' but they don't really talk to me and I'm not surprised. I'm shy and unhappy and superfluwas driving), and I A no BE CONTINUED ! ! I ! 1 - 1 Ut I , contact with other women working as hard as she does. Or she might join the WACS armed forces. And if Ann is wise, she will begin to study serious, to improve herself in every possible way. Then, when her husband returns, she will be able to take her place at his side, confident that she no longer is super- yrs. ' Y W U For Summer Parties JUST the sort of flattering party wear it can be made in silk crepes or in crisp dotted muslins. Done in percales it is a splendid school frock. Debonair T"HE new low neckline, edged with a inn, the riDDon siae-iac- ing, topped with a dainty flower applique design, makes it a mem- orable dress. Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1936 is de-ligned for sizes 11, 13, 15, 17 and 19. Size 13, short sleeves, requires 3i yards 39- inch material; 2 yards ribbon. 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"If you'll tell your teacher about applicator when it needs freshen with it, I'm sure she will give you a first the Wrap ing. applicator fluous. soft cloths, then the sock is pulled day's holiday," he said. on and it's ready for service. That afternoon Johnny came ous. A different type of woman might radiant. "I don't have to home assoseven "Now Herbert's going to Africa, have profited by To pipe with rickrack, turn the go to school tomorrow," he anyears' and I am left to take up Red Cross ciation with these aristocratic raw edge of the fabric once or nounced proudly. work with his mother, read books, might have gone steadtwice to the inside and stitch rick"Did you tell your teacher about listen to the radio. It seems to me ily to work at music and languages, rack over it. the twins?" asked his father. t will go mad. What am I doing made a study of social usages and "No, I just told her I had a wrong, what should I do? Can you terms. And a different type of famTo avoid losing a handkerchief sister. I'm saving the other help me? I feel as If I was in a ily might have sensed the predica- under a bed pillow in a sick room baby ment of the youngest member Ann at night, sew a pocket on one side for next week." bad dream." was just 17 when she married, and of the pillowcase. Unhappy Wife Should Leave. have made it easier for her. Some That's the letter, and in answer I some one of the youngTurning a belt is easy if you say that there are circumstances er aunts and cousins might have takinsert a tape a little longer' than when the only cure for daily, hourly en Ann under her wing, helped her the belt between the two miseries of jealousy and suffering strips of along the hard path. But evidently material. Stitch the tape at one Is to fret out. Such a case is that of Ann was not capable of absorbing end at the same time the end of the office clerk who is brought into the culture all about her, of enjoy- the belt is closed. To turn, simply constant contact with the married her and evidently adventure, ing pull the end of tape that sticks employer with whom she Is in love, the Social Registerites out and the belt is right-sid- e out or the mother who cannot stand by King's Heralds Male Quartet didn't feel inclined to any ef- in a jiffy. and see an adored ignorant idle ex fort in the direction make FREE CamwwM tnm of Herbert's ' SVU. Maw Duwi Kmojat ' travagant new wife make her son wife. For painting shelves that are too miserable. KOVO IOTA HUB So the best thing to do, for the close together to use an ordinary no rvrnj KIDO rTn Ann has an excellent argument in duration anyway, is te break brush and for other tight corners, COB KOH isn that Herbert is calmly leaving her find work, friends, amusement. away And make a angle brush." Cut Togs Show Other Stations "right Nawtpapr to Join the armed forces. He is if Ann is wise, she will begin to the handle off an ordinary brush lustifled; he probably did not even study seriously on the side, Improve and fit the remaining stub of consult her about the step. A war her pronunciation, her choice of handle into a hole bored in a piece Is on, and men are needed. books of her terms, knowledge good of wood about 10 inches long. Buy War Savings Bonds But women are needed, too, and and of what is going on in the world. of sister-in-la- hard-shelle- d UNHt Ann is equally justified in going off to find work of her own. Hard work; work that will bring her Into contact with women working as hard as she. The WACs, perhaps, or the WAVES. Or let her get right on the assembly one of the thousands ef new A little south of Wickenburg Len line In foundries or machine factories, in off the Henley suddenly pulled shops. of the shoulder highway, stopped With her changed clothes, environand pointed to a sandy wash flanked trees; by scattered . sycamore through this wash a stream about fifty feet wide and an inch deep wandered slowly out into the desert. "That," said Mr. Henley reverently, "is the famous Hassyampa River." "I'm surprised the birds didn't drink lt up before it got this far, Don Leonardo." Mary had heard Pedro Ortiz call him that and had taken a fancy to that form of address. "Don't make funny cracks aboul the Hassyampa River," he warned. "You could very easily get yourself In bad with the Spirit of the Hassyampa. Now, if you'll please get out and follow me down to the stream we'll discover whether or no your presence tn Arizona is to have th official blessing." He led her down to the edge of the sad little stream, removed his wind- breaker and spread it on the moist sand. "Kneel and drink," he com- rnanded. "Nobody has been known to acquire typhoid drinking from th - Hassyampa." M .j rfc "Members of his family all speak languages, have traveled, know about books and music it all comes easy to them. I am not even grammatical; I've had no chance to improve. Nobody is unkind to me, but nobody needs me . . ." That is the unhappy predicament in which Ann finds herself. She married the son of a very rich family, and now he's going to war. She knows that she will not be happy living with his family. According to Miss Norris, Ann is justified in going off to find work work iXTjPl hi MkUS DIFFERENT KIND -- . zip ' Sometimes, if the security of small children is involved, a woman is obliged to endure difficult conditions the indifference of her husband the troubles created by his mother and sisters, the sense of being pushed aside and made to feel ridic ulous or superfluous. But in Ann's case these elements don't exist Through no fault of her ment, contacts, friendships she will own she Is childless, and temporari find herself again. Her deadened ly husbandless. She has every right to find for herself a happier set of personality will develop, and good simple common circumstances. If she can be gen sense will return. She may be the erous enough to do this without jeop humblest worker of all our 30,000,000 ardizing the dignity of the family, if working women; the annals ef vic- she can manage to maintain a tory may never hear of her, but she friendly correspondence with her will play her part, just as the tiniest mother-in-laand g home for an cog and pin and screw ef a great occasional visit she will be sure to battleship plays its part, and success nnd her ewn place secure and im couldn't be achieves! without her. portant in the circle after the war. '' , CLABBER GIRL tjoet with" tcTtJJ Industrial Accidents In ' "A'ow Herbert') going to Africa.'' tne aircraft plant the accident rate for 11 months of 1943 was almost identical, 8.51 per 1,000 men and 5.52 per 1,000 women. When increases in accidents to women are reported they are generally found to be due to increases in the em' ployment of inexperienced workers to Improper guarding of machines or to lack of safety education. It is also true that many such increases in accident frequency rates result from production speed-ups. MAXFIELD FEED 174 West Broadway & SEED CO. Salt Lake City, Utah |