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Show THE Thursday, August 23, 1943 t2 USELESS COWBOY Le MAY ALAN TIMES-NEW- PAGE SEVEN Kathleen Norris Says: siwnr; circle patterss School Frocl; Simple, Easily Made Pattern No. 1385 is designed for sizes 6. 8. 10. 12 and 14 years. Size 8 requires 35 of or material. yards Don't Fool Yourself StRVtCt WN-U- NEPIII. UTAH l'i Send your order to: Released by Western Newspaper Union. JtfHE C2Tei STORY THUS FAR: Melody and George Fury had ridden Into neville at strangers. Melody wai mls- ik lor the outlaw. Monte Jarrad. Mon- Ctrl, Cherry, rushed them out ol wn, but Melody returned to meet e. Leaving town they runJnto Cherry. 'Sjrpowering Lee, Melody and Cherry to the shack where Monte has hid express money. Luke Packer, the trance cop. Is there, and Is killed by bullet fired through the window. Mel- ty left to catch the horses and when he turned the sheriff and his men were In kV cabin but the body was missing. lelody asked if they could go If they Id where the loot was hidden. There considerable debate. 3 CHAPTER XIII 'Do you swear to that?" "I swear it on my sacred honor," jid Sheriff Thingan piously. "The express box is right over " llelody began. match was struck. Immediately the yellow J , welled up softly. p six-gu- n rock-stead- na suaaemy gone out or mm, as he had been kicked in the stom- Bv a horse. He had eaueht iQteorge Fury's eye, and had seen II liere such unholy terror as George M 5?W had never shown before. For I Only a fraction of an Instant he hjled to understand what this I Then he knew what was the mat- r. He knew why Luke Packer's ody was no longer on the bunk. .d he knew where it must be now. George Fury had put the body of i tacKer on top 01 me express in the cache. If ever I git out of this darn AC country," Melody said, "I ain't nev- r coming back!" candle-ligh- t Cherry's chin jerked around, her eyes astonished. The first thing she saw was Royal Boone, sitting against the wall. He wasn't looking happy. A trickle of blood was running into his left eye from a broken eyebrow, and he was fuzzily trying to rub it clear with one straw-haire- d wrist. His gun hand rested on one propped-uknee, the forty-fiv- e trailing idly. Cherry turned furious, for no logical reason. "So, you brush ape," she prodded him, "they walked over you, did they? Did you think a sorry passel of fakes like you could stop any healthy man and boy from " She saw surprise, and a pleasant unbelief, come across Royal Boone's rough-cu- t face. His dangling straightened up and leveled at the point Cherry turned and looked at the room. Melody Jones was there. He had found some of the overturned candles, and was methodically lighting them, one by one. Cherry looked at him, while slow disillusionment choked her. "What y J ft "What? What's that got to do d. Vth it?" Well Mh a in by I suppose, . . .nothing, Melo- - i i uuiiuuea. ,tUJSj"Don't you try balking on me!" rhingan snapped. His eyes seemed q J$ have drawn closer together, and Si'8 whole face had darkened as the I 'JHustache Fan changed. The dandyish white remained foolish looking, Mike something stuck there with "Come on, come on, come have I got all night? on?" Melody repeated In desperation. "Come on how?" Thingan instantly looked as If he s lvould blow urj. "Don't vnu font with e!" he shouted. The close, taunt-ng opportunity had him crazy. "I'll ar up a man that 11 fool with me! fVhere is that express box?" Melody's words came weakly. If 1 1 Jhrust t n gap-tooth- lt "Nump," said Mormon Stocker. "This punk knows somethin'." "Yump." "Okay, then, we got to bang It out Mof him. that's aUI" Is "I was thinking more of heating Ik p a brander," Boone answered. "If you want to burn somebody with a brander," Cherry de Longpre a red at him like a spit-ca- t, "you an try it on me, and see what it ets you! You three are the nearest ever iiicu it u uiai Vl lfiaw. and I've seen aome inrr 2Jb A 1 gTnes!" T' "Shut up!" Thingan bellowed, on them all. "You Jackasses & Thean to stand and blab until the Cot-t tons ride up and take over?" He f spun on Melody. "Once and for all do a you aim to cough up, or do we have to git it out o' you?" B "I I I ain't got no sujestions." ? "Git holt of him!" Thingan 1 hered his deputies. He bad holstered his Colt, but now be ripped it out JJ again. It came into his hand fast and c uddenly, not in a smooth draw, but in a violent one. "Git holt of him! to . Pin him! Pin him and hog-ti- e 'm!" Mormon Stocker moved sidelong, in a sliding lurch, to get between us '(Melody and the door. His gun also Jkwut) in his hand now, thumb joint 45 fclamped hard down across the ham- - I turning C r-- ' I or-jt- ' orner. Who's got a piggln' string?" crackled. 1 Royal Boone said. "Don't need vl It" He came fast around the table. His hands were empty, but they him a little, big iver in front ol too competent hooks, heavy to tie a knot without fumbling, but good for throwing a steer. His face was now, but his eyea had a 2. 1f vod ugly nappy blaze. In that instant the light went out Then, an uneasy, winded auiet Cherry de Longpre moved slowly, tentatively, out of the corner Into "b fcfvhich she had packed herself. Her Tmotions were creaky, as If she had Iheen in one position for a Jong time tensely had she stood. Some of I the strings seemed to have been cut In her knees; they threatened to Swid both ways. She drew a deep, quivering breath of d The blackness behind her with flare as a snap and 1 sAsThingan's voice J 3 J n. van-ifne- Sheriff Roddy Thingan looked at Cherry de Longpre with all kinds of benevolence. are you doing here?" she asked him without expression, almost without voice. "Lighting this here candle." Melody said. "Why why didn't you slope?" Melody blew out his match and looked at her sorrowfully. "I tried to git holt of you." he told her. "I felt all around in the dark. But I couldn't find you. What could I do? I couldn't hardly leave you here, in this here mess." Cherry's voice broke, full of hysterical tears. "You fool you fool--you flea-brai- to me?" What could they do looked her up and down "Plenty," he decided. Boots sounded outside; Sheriff Roddy Thingan appeared in the door behind her, unexpected. Beyond, she could hear Mormon Stocker in the shadows. our bosses," "They stomp-pede- d he said bitterly. He was almost evwhimpering. "They stomp-pede- d ery last hoss, and got plumb clear Melody blankly. of" He stopped short at he saw Melody. "Oh." he said faintly. "I got the one we need worst" Boone said. George Fury was doing somewhat better. Once outside the cabin and Into the timber, he was delayed by no false notion that Melody Jones would be able to Join' him. Two men escaping separately, without any prearranged plan, could hardly hope to join forces In the storm of flight and running battle in the dark. Not even if one of them were not Melody Jones. He first found an open promontory, from which he could study the throw of the moonlit land. He could not see the cabin from here, but he could closely Judge its position. Carefully he calculated the probable trajectory of the bullet which had killed Luke Packer. When he had placed the likely position of the rifle within a furlong or so, he studied the country long time. He was thinking in terms of poker now, judging percentages of chance with the same careful accuracy he had used a thousand times when he had staked hit wages on the sequence of the' cards. He was comparing probabilities of place with the little time he had left trying to give himself the best stud-pokchances to come out, if it were possible to come out After a long time he Jogged off through the shrub, riding with one stirrup lest bit bootless foot slip through the bow and get him dragged. But the route he chose, yielding and twisting to conform to the land, was as certain as if be er pattern desired. Pattern No Name Address Jones was making no new friends. "I don't know why I'm not through with men," Cherry said bitterly "I have a mighty poor opinion of women, what few of 'em I've known. But if they don't have more sense than the smartest man that ever walked, this race is in a hell of e fix!" "Well, shucks, now," Melody said. "Shut up!" Sheriff Thingan snapped at him. "How the devil," he turned blankly to Roy Boone, "does it come he's still here, any- Size v W it way?" Royal Boone was getting to his feet, concealing a certain grogginess by movements of great deliberation. He made it, and stood on spread heels, his back against the wall. "He's here," he said heavily, "because I kept him here." The dise gruntled bad temper of an put a saw edge on his voice. "While you fellers was flying out of here, and leaving that old wild cat raise hell like he felt like, and shooting in the dark, and letting off your guns, and losing our horses it was me hung onto the guy you really need." "Tell 'em how you held onto him," Cherry said to Royal Boone. He shoot her a glance of sheepish hostility. "WeH. I I held onto him," he said truculently. "He's here ain't he? He shore is!" "He shore is," Cherry admitted, looking at Melody with a disgust that was near to hatred. A brisk heated argument now went briefly round and round, like a bear with a grip on its own tail, as the peace officers sought to determine who was standing where when the lights went out The voice of Royal Boone had lifted to a measured roar. He had shifted so that he had the door braced shut with bis back, "and it ain't me that put us afoot!" he bellowed. Then why," Mormon Stocker gritted at him, "did you give the old moss-hor- n his gun back? You had it Because you took it off him. Where is it?" Roy Boone's left hand made a sneak check-u- p of his waistband. His lips drew back from his horse-teetbut not in a grin; and he said nothing. . "Shut up, you both!" Sheriff Thingan snapped, coming back to the world of immediate necessity. He had noticed Cherry and Melody talking with quick intensity; and now he shouldered toward them. Mormon Stocker and Royal Boone still scowled at each other, full of black gripe. "We got a chance of the biggest scoop they's ever been in this country," Roddy Thingan pleaded. "We all but got my bands on the express box that's what we gotta get! What the hell does it matter about who stood where? Are you guys crazy?" Sheriff Roddy Thingan came close to Melody. He lowered his voice to a soft simulation of double menace. What was really menacing in it was not what he thought It was that they now knew this man to be as irresponsible of a prisoner's life as d a child in possession of a bug. "You was speaking of the express n words box," he said, his coming breathily, as if he were panting. "You was saying you knew where it was." "Oh?" "You spoke of you could lay hands on it within the space of a minute. All right, boy. A minute la what you got" "I cain't use it," said Melody. "You right sure." Thingan said, with an even more ostentatious softness, "you want to tangle with me?" "Ain't sayhV that," Melody answered, mournfully. "But I ain't going to help you git it; and that's a impact-headach- h, ujLVell m tell you" Thingan came close to him, and nastily burning eyes within a ifTevr inches of Melody's own. His 1 1 oice dropped low, and seemed to m 1jkaf, as It conveyed all the threat hat he knew how to conceive. "You said you ' knew where it as," Thingan said. "Deny that. Knd I swear, I'll kill you where you I land. You don't deny it. do you?" No." "I admitted. Melody ouldn't hardly go to deny tome- ing whut I Just now spoke." The big oc grin came 1 ack to Royal Boone's crude-buiu lice. Because he was a big iron- ned man. sure of his tmns. and faith no imagination, he was able to laKe time to taunt Mormon Stocker. JStiU want to turn the pore Jigger SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 149 New Montgomery St. San Francisco, Calif. Enclose 25 cents In coins for each rode a traveled trail. But down below in the cabin George now left behind. Melody er seven-year-ol- held-dow- fact" "Work on him, Roy." Royal Boone stepped toward Melody, businesslike and unhurried. He blew once upon the knuckles of hit d hand; then smashed Melody on the mouth with his fist Melody spilled back against the turn of wall, hard. A his head had saved his teeth. He did not entirely go down. He came off the wall with his hands In front of him, charging instinctively. Instantly Mormon Stocker was on Melody's back, pinning his arms with a k grip upon each of Melody's elbows. Melody was not entirely pinned, but he was impeded enough to make a sucker of him. He relaxed and stood up in Stocker's grip, his eyes on Roddy Thingan, Cherry de Longpre turned white, but she didn't say anything. A quick trickle of blood ran from th corner of Melody's mouth. By ducking his head he wiped this off on his shoulder, but it InstanUy reappeared. "Where is it?" Thingan asked Melody. Jones said nothing. Royal Boone stepped in again. He made a quick feint with his left hand, and a Melody ducked, brought up a crushing right upper-cu- t It looked at if it nearly tore off Melody's head; but Mormon Stooker's hold upon him kept him from falling. A purpling split appeared on Melody's cheek bone, and began to bleed. half-close- last-insta- hay-hoo- (TO BE CONTINUED) 6-1- 4 yrs. Calox is a charming school for the grade school crowd. She'll like the sweetheart ,hatsb'e- - HERE "Visit little Evan on off days, borrow him for visits and keep his affection, new surroundings until you are but don't subject him to the strain of entirely little surer of them yourself." By KATHLEEN NORRIS TERRY is a 27 years CAROLINE Evan was . killed, she handed her baby over to her much older sister and took a job. The sister and her husband had two older girls. They welcomed little Evan and eventually adopted him. Caroline says she consented to the adoption, never dreaming it was so serious a matter. She knew that she couldn't take care of Evan and that they would give him an ideal home. Now the sister idolizes the baby, who is just two, and proposes to fight Caroline's sudden resolution to reclaim him. The child is intelligent and beautiful and he adores his adopted sisters. They all live in a pleasant country place. Caroline lives in the hospital where she is a ward nurse. three-months-o- A ld Caroline's letter says In part: "I know you will sympathize. I know everyone must sympathize with a f other whose one longing is V get her child into her arms. My wedded life with his father was only of a few weeks' duration. Then Evan went away to war and I discovered to my consternation that there was to be a baby. My sister comforted me, took care of me I don't deny that When the news of Evan's death came, I was much more shocked than grieved, staggered at the Idea that I had a boy to raise. Then the offer of my sister and her husband seemed a godsend. I gladly turned him over to such love and care. Two Widowed Nurses. "Now I am lonely. My plan Is to share housekeeping with an older nurse, who has a girl of three, one of us always being with the children. She will get night duty, being at home all day. We are both widowed by the war and we believe we can build a home together. We can rent a apartment for very lit tle and turn the dining room into a playroom. I have never done any housekeeping, but can learn and will spend all my spare time with the babies. My nursing knowledge certainly will spare them many childish diseases. "If my sister forces me to go to law to recover my child, which she and her husband suggest would you not feel that I have a very strong flve-roo- m case?" GRUELLING Caring for a child is a full time job, particularly during the early years. It is extremely difficult for a young widow to try to work at a job. come home and do the housework, and give her baby adequate attention. Caroline, a professional nurse, has a little boy. Her husband was killed in action soon after their marriage. For a while Caroline did not know which way to turn. She was relieved when her married sister offered to take the baby. Presently this sister grew so fond of it that she and her husband wanted to adopt it, although they already had two children of their own. Caroline consented, but later regretted it. Now she wants her son back. Her sister refuses to release him, and Caroline is thinking of legal action. It is Caroline's plan to share housekeeping with another nurse, also a war widow. This other womnn has a child. By working on different shifts, these mothers hope that one will always be at home with the children. three-year-ol- to market, to struggle with red points and shortages. As for your companion nurse, she is in a worse case, for she gets home perspiring, weary and nervous at seven in the morning, just about the time you leave and just about the time the children are at their hungriest, wettest, noisiest and most exacting. A Constant Care. Little children of these ages never let up for an instant If one takes a long, deep sleep in the middle of the day, the other doesn't. One of them is on the job all the time. They must be aired, amused and watched constantly, even in full health, and when colds and fevers come as they must be they Inevitably do kept apart specially fed, sponged, changed and comforted. You would be very foolish to let a dream that involves so many untried elements break up an arrangement that Is so fortunate for your boy. You don't know that you can live happily with this friend. You don't know anything of cooking, marketing and housework. Perhaps, you can amuse and care for your boy for a brief visit, but this won't be a brief It Is far wiser to keep friendly with your sister, visit little Evan on off days, borrow him for visits and keep his affection, but don't subject him to the strain of entirely new surroundings until you are a little surer of them yourself. We women to idealize situ- ations and imagine them far pleasant er than they are. This little boy would cause you serious worry, fatigue and responsibility. Don't Invite it. Motherhood and wifehood are a long slow business. If they are to succeed, and to dream that raising a baby or for that matter, getis ting your soldier home again going to be all roses is a mistake that thousands of our wives and mothers are going to find expensive. Limitations of Open Kettle Canning The method of canning is recommended only for preserves, fruit butters, marmalades and pickles. While probably the oldest method of canning used in the home for fruits and tomatoes and Is still used by many home can ners, there Is always the possi bility of spoilage. In this method the jars as well as the food are boiled to destroy bacteria. Then the hot food Is poured at once Into hot con' tainers, which are sealed quickly . with rubber rings and screw caps. open-kettl- , are apt e r If Buy War Savings Bonds Kiondeiivl wfth I U ftuft! f. Bra... At. Grs.t Food," Kelloge's Corn Flakes bring you nearly all the protective food elements of the whole grain declared essential to human nutrition, A SPRAINS AND STRAINS Muscular Aches and Paint Stiff Joints IIRSasmIlM Bruises nil ii d visit Yes, Caroline, you have a strong case. It was strong In Solomon's time and It is strong today. The claim of a mother to the custody of her own child, especially In these emotional makes so days when strong an appeal, is undeniable. But at the same time I advise you to leave little Evan where he is and stop fooling yourself about the possibility of two nurses, overworked as all nurses are today, taking over the care of two lively youngsters, not yet even at the nursery school stage. True, you do have free hours. But when, at three o'clock, you finish eight hours of hospital service, you are in no condition to go home, take up the babies after naps, change your clothes and theirs, fix their cribs and blithely wheel them forth f plan to live tcuh an older nurse . SCHEDULE neckline, short puffed sleeves and gay bow. Easy to make mother can run it up in no time. TOOTM -- i MOT long ago, Russian armies were lined up on the Oder, facing desperate Nazi resistance before Berlin. On the 14th of February, nearly 4,000 bombers and fighters, part British, part American, flew to that vital sector and smashed at enemy strong points and concentrations. Some planes actually unloaded their bombs only 12 miles in front of the Russian spearhead That was Combine J Operations. In Burma, a British Admiral led tough U. S. Rangers, Tommies from all parts of the Empire, Indian Ghurkas and Sikhs, Chinese foot soldiers, carrying weapons made in Bridgeport. AH wore different uniforms. But all shared in their hearts a single determination to to condestroy die quer the common enemy. That is Combined Operations two words that affect the future of mankind. We have learned the lesson that to win this war we had to fight side by side with our allies, regardless of race, religion or politics. And now, with durable peace within our grasp, we cannot abandon that lesson. Unity, efficiency, fellowship, international coopera- ' 1 s, tion must b continued. Every Ameaican citizen, every man and woman in the nation, has a definite contribution to make toward seeing that a permanent international body to maintain peace be made a going concern. Us .1 We muse add our strength to the surging movement toward unity in among all men of good-wi- ll every part of the globe. We must pledge our unswerving support to that movement, give our statesmen and legislators the support they need to make it effective. We must determine to make the necessary start, even though the first step is not as altogether perfect as we might wish. Will you play your part in this greatest of all Combined Operations? Will you take vour place in the ranks with your fellow men in the striving toward permanent peace? First, get and keep yourself informed about the specific proposals for peace and international cooperation which are now before us. Read and listen to the discussions of them. Ask your Public Library for material on them. Second, interest your friends in these questions. Get them discussed in any social, labor, business, religious or other groups to which you belong. Third, say what you think for or against in writing, to your Congressman and Senators, to your newspaper. Declare yourself. Speak up. Work today for peace, that your, children may live tomorrow. t iriipati it f in in iihitiiiii tuiciu'4 |