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Show THE BEAVER PRESS, BEAVER. UTAH SI Km CLARK MCMEEKIN THE STORY THUS FAR: Lark Shin-l- i heartbroken when she learns that Her Madoc, Is to be sold. horse, ier Shannon, had died recentRector I (her the place In debt. Bethel ly leaving to the Shannons, North near neighbor Rector Shannon, and held a "t against she said, would the sale ol the horse, David North, Bethel's clear the note. . sn(i Lark's childhood sweetheart, arIrom America, and asks rives in England to go to America Lark if she would like no love for a9 his wife, but expresses he Is "fond of her." her merely saying drives Lark Jarrers, Eethel's husband, boards the ship. to the dock and she especting David to Join her. Lark note saying he had saUed. receives Tern-por- a, CHAPTER IV In those last hurried days of preparation at home Jaggers had said feel strange with the jo often, "You end of the boy now, Lark, but by the to one close have grown you'll trip on be There'll moonlight another. tothe vo7ge and long sunny days a wise head on gether. David's got his shoulders. It's a good plan, that one he talked of, to have the Captain marry you toward the end of the crossing. It's better than rushnow. You'll grow ing the marriage more close together and more un- derstanding this way, and it'll be a sweeter, sounder thing, like crossing to steppina brook from stepping-ston- e instead of in a leap." g-stone Presently a little cabin boy came out of the door which led to the galley and blew what was evidently a for of the mess-cal- l, repetition Lark's special benefit and for that of the young couple who stood together on the forward deck. The couple went below, and after a moment Lark followed them. When she reached the dining-roothe two who had entered just ahead of her were seating themselves with the ship's officers and other first class passengers at the main table under the portrait of King George the Third. The gentlemen, at tha main table rose courteously to accept the apologies which the two young people made for their tardi- horse. What are his 'I've not had a look at his papers yet Busby stood twirling his cap in his gnarled hands. "Master Jar-rod Terraine just bought him from Mr. Galphine yesterday. His rightful name's Lancer, but I've took a notion to call him Red Raskall, like you did. A pet name's good luck in racing stables, you know." Lark said, "That's fine, Busby. He's a horse to be proud of." "Mistress Dana, the master's daughter, took a rare fancy to him at the fair yesterday and egged her pa into the deal." "He looks much like a horse my father owned," Lark commented. "Our Madoc had Spanker blood in him and this horse has much the same conformation." "This Raskall's the prize of the string my folks are taking back to Virginia," Busby said. "They've a grand racing stable there. Great-wayI understand its name is. . blood-lines?- " s, -- Sr- ness. In the confusion Lark hesitated for a moment in the doorway, her eyes making quick note of the group at the table of honor. There was a florid middle-age- d man, obviously the father of the girl, a youngish man In clerical black with a listless-lookin- g wife beside him, a comfortable, stoutish British couple, two little old ladies, and a foppish little man in blue broadcloth who stared at her with admiring patronage until the Captain said stiffly, "Pray be seated, Mr. Dawes." Big Dan spoke loudly to his companions, "An uncommon that last wench. I seen her by her lonesome on deck most the Now if I didn't have no night strings tied to me. . . ."He winked in Minnie's as Lark direction blushed with embarrassment and Captain Walesby rapped sharply for good-looke- r, silence. "Ain't my Dan a caution now?" Minnie laughed and grinned with appreciation of the blond giant's wit. great gusto she swabbed her plate clean with a crust and forked a hunk of pork onto it. Minnie, having gobbled up her meat by now, looked around for the platter, but the steward had passed it to the men's table to be emptied. With a philosophical shrug she reached over and forked an unfinished piece off one of her girls' With plates. "I'm buying it often you," she said casually and flipped a farthing across the table. The coin rolled on the floor and the girl dived for it ss the others laughed. Only Lark wasn't amused. "Maybe she wanted the meat herself," she said impulsively. "She's hardly eaten a bite." "Don't take as much to nourish her as me." Minnie's tone was completely composed. "I need more victuals than most folks to keep my weight up. Bein' a circus fat lady's job like any other. That toll-gaI run don't do more'n bring in I got my perkisets an use 'em when I want to." Very deliberately she leaned across the table and speared the uneaten pork off Lark's own plate. te Lark's temper flared suddenly. don't! That's mine and I mean to eat it!" Quickly she forked the meat back and began cutting it "No, you up. Minnie threw back her head and laughed delightedly. "Spirit, and Plenty of it! The fllly'i not broke to harness yet. We've got Mistress Hoighty Toighty among us, girls. The Duchess of Horse, I'll be bound. Ain't that a belly-laugnow?" She Pushed back her chair, rose, and al "apped Lark on the back with ge-Dl- familiarity. Outside the saloon doorway a llt- man stood Lark saw at waiting. once that it was the groom who had ceen in charge of the horses last n'ght. She smiled at him. 'My name's Busby, Miss," he ,a'd humbly, "and I've been hoping or the chance of a word with you. wanted to thank you again. It's ,.ue to you that we got our big stal-"- n safely aboard. He's a handful ,nd no mistake." He chuckled Proudly. "' love horses," Lark said. "I've "ndlfid them all my life. There's mischief in that beast It was J"st that he was panicked. He let catch his halter strap right at 't's plain that he's a very fine SEWIXG CIRCLE PATTERNS W.N.U. SERAICC glad. We must walk together whenever I can get away from my duties. Your friend who put you aboard, Mr. Jaggers North, was mat his name, asked me to keep an eye out for you, you know." What a nice young man he was. Lark thought; of course he had none of David's charm or good looks, but having someone like him take an interest would help, quite a lot. One day, the third Sunday of the voyage, Captain Walesby announced at breakfast that he would conduct church services on deck. There was great confusion in the women's saloon as all the girls unpacked their Sabbath finery. Lark dug down deep into her portmanteau searching fot her good blue bombazine dress. She couldn't find it. It just wasn't there. It was immediately after the service that Busby waylaid Lark. Ha had a worried and anxious look about him. "I don't like to trouble you. Miss." he said soberly, "but the horse it sick; really sick. It ain't just colic, like the master says. I've changed the blanket over and over again and it's sweated through in no time. It's lung inflammation, and that's a fact. Miss. It's serious. I've seen it often enough afore to know that." "Lancer's sick?" Lark asked sharply. "Oh, no, not my Red Raskall!" "No, ma'am, it ain't Lancer. It's our mare, Penelope. Squire Terraine over and me have been her the live-lon- g night. Maybe you'd come down to the stalls with me and give me a word of advice, say what you'd do if it was your own Madoc, you've spoke of so often." "Indeed I will," Lark said with warm sympathy, and following the groom past the neat little temporary tackroom and the dark cornered enclosure where the bales of hay were stacked shoulder - high. Minnie, standing back In the shadow, grinned at them and said, "Seen my Dan anywhere?" Busby shook his head and led Lark through the wicket Into the fenced-of- f stall where the mare and bloody. stood, Lark laid a gentle hand on the drooping neck. "Poor Penelope," she said softly. "She's as sick a horse as ever I've seen. She'll have to be bled, won't she?" "Indeed she will, young lady," Plascutt Dawes had entered the stall and stood there behind Lark with his shrewd little eyes fixed on her. She frowned a little and said anxiously, "Can't we do something? Does the Squire know how sick a mare he's got?" "Jarrod Terraine's a nincompoop," Mr. Dawes said with asperity. "He's trying to keep up the pretense that his beast has nought the matter with it but colic, when the fact that it's lung fever is clear as light I've known Terraine, boy and man, for forty years and he's never yet acknowledged himself wrong. Take this bet of ours, now; fifty pounds on our imported stallions. Why, this Thunder Boy ol mine, he's a wonder horse "Our Raskall will beat him, Mr. Dawes," Busby interrupted with surprising spirit. "Give me a couple ol weeks to work him out when we land and that's all I ask." "Pooh, sirrah, you overestimate your nag!" Plascutt, who, at another time, would have scorned to enter into discussion with a groom, was now feeling expansive and talkative under the stimulus of his neighbor's bad luck. "Tattersall's stands behind my gray Martindale, and your horse is at a county fair. It only a pick-uwouldn't surprise me a mite if his blood-linpapers were forged. . . . Why I'd raise my bet to a hundred pounds, to five hundred. I'd bet my whole plantation, even my slaves, and the thoroughbred horses in my racing stable." "You would, would you, sir?" Big, lumbering Jarrod had come in quietly, tiptoeing as if he were in a sickroom. "Well, I wouldn't take you up on any such bet I'd wager my lands and even my house on this race between Lancer and Thunder Boy, but I'd no more bet my slaves and horses than I'd bet my daughter, Dana. Live flesh ain't a rightful thing to gamble with, against the Ten Commandments, like bowing down to graven images, or soma such. I'll bet Greatways, by Capricorn, but neither my horses nor Negroes against your Dawes Ferry. Your place'll make a nice enough house for my overseer Barnes or one of the tenants. . . . You can't blufl me, sir! Want to have it writ down, sweat-drenche- "This Baskall's the prize of the string." Would you like to have a glimpse of the way I've got our beasts bedded down?" he asked shyly. Lark nodded and followed Busby down the long twisting passage that led at last to a steep ladder which descended to the hold. Here the stalls had been set up, slatted overhead and with neat divisions of braided netting to separate the beasts. The other groom, a Moroccan, was watering the gray Martindale and the roan yearling which Lark had noticed last night. These two. Busby explained, belonged to Mr. Plascutt Dawes. dinner Minnie seemed By mid-dain high good humor. She Joked with Big Dan at the adjoining table and Ignored Captain Walesby's reproving glances. She even made an unsuccessful attempt to bring Lark into the general badinage. "Cheer up," Clelia whispered, "she's just teasing you; smile, y Lark!" Lark tried, hard as she could, but Khe felt like a fish out of water. Sh was feeline blue and dispirited over David's seemingly casual desertion of her. She missed Jaggers and the friendly everyday chatter of the neighbors about the parish doings. It was a relief when, the meal finally over, Mr. Swalters approached her confidently, and asked If she would care to promenade the deck with him. He was a pleasant, friendly young man, Lark thought, and her usual good spirits soon returned as she d listened to his gossip of ship-boar- life. "Minnie's crossed with us before," he told her. "Every now and then she comes over for the Irish fair circuit and takes back a group of bound girls with her to add to her earnings. She's a great tease, but her heart's as big as her body." "I don't believe it!" Lark remon-strate"Why, I think she's dreadvulful, outrageously common and gar!" . , "Most circus people are, Clink said knowingly. "You've lived a Miss I very sheltered life imagine, what I'm worried about Shannon. if you land beyou're going to do, Minnie told does. fore Mr. North me she thought he'd sailed on the a slower Runnymeade, but that's don t Pl . . ours. than hip or impertinent. curious me think take "I think it's kind of you to of a an interest I've the address mo She'll let North's. Mr. of friend not teach at her school though I'm You see my educated. well very s for riding. only real talent is a Jockey." I could be a Clink laughed politely, looking a plucky "You're little shocked. Joke, a girl," he said. 'That's good Jove!" by much Lark smiled at him. "I feel cheered better than I did. You've me up a lot." "I'm glad of that most awfully Per-hap- Attractive, Cool Daytime Frock for Summer Sports Juniper-Jacke- t d ..." p e TITHO will be the rookie of the 1945, a year when rookies are about as scarce as wild year for turkeys that feed out of your hand? Sam Breadon, the Irish - panned owner of the St. Louis Cardinals, knows more about rookies and has had more good beginners than any one else in base- ball. Year after year, the Cardinals have come up with who proved to be better than many well - known recruits u H veteran stars. Breadon keeps his eyes on the kids. Their salaries are never too high, but St. Louis is far from being the hot- - Grantland Rice test baseball town in the country, so far as attendance figures show. You can understand Sam Bread-on'- s enthusiasm when he figures that he has not only the best rookie of 1945, but one of the best of ail time. All of the aforementioned is by way of leading up to a recent remark made by Breadon as he watched Billy Southworth ready his ( Cardinals for another National league campaign. The experts were saying that the Cards were a cinch e and that the record of four victories was as straight good as in Al Munro Elias's statistics, but Breadon wasn't thinking about the Cards in general but of a freckled-facekid playing left field. all-tim- d 1 HI OlOn I II 12-4- Sports Outfit A SUMMER spectator sports outfit that will capture many a compliment. The smoothly fitting jacket is edged in bright ric rac to match the jaunty jumper. Iw broad-shoulder- Cool Frock COFTLY detailed daytime frock to take you handsomely 'Better Than MusiaV through the summer. Brief cap sleeves make for coolness and freedom. It will be lovely in sheer floral fabrics or in checks. "He's a better prospect right now than was Stan Musial when he reported to us," remarked Breadon and a half dozen reporters' pencils No. 8787 is designed for sizes dug into note pads almost before 14.Pattern 16. 18, 20; 40 and 42. Size 16, dropped Sam's words were dry in the hot St. shoulder, requires 3',i yards of 39 inch Louis air. material. "Better than Musial? Say, wasn't that taking in a lot of territory?" "Well," Breadon hastened to remark, "I mean he can do more things. He's a good infielder; he can play the outfield as you now see. We could use him at second, short, third, left, center or right and stop Matured Justice worrying about any position he took A very old judge, known for the over. He's as fast as they come and those minor league batting speed with which he disposed of averages are no flukes. Watch him. cases, was asked by a friend to explain. He's the rookie of the year." "I always listen to plaintiff, And who was the target of all this and then I make my decision." tall praise? Well, you'll hear a lot "You never listen to the deabout him this year Albert (Red) fendant?" Schoendienst, a typesetter's head"Well, I did at first, but I found ache but a manager's dream. out it confused me." Here's a player who has been headline bait ever since he walked That's What into a ball park. Well, almost since Jones met the family doctor on the that first day. The weight of num- street. "I hear your wife has gone to Florida bers obscured his first trek to Sportsmen's Park for he was one for her health," said the doctor. "What of 300 or 400 kids invited in 1942 did she have?" "A thousand dollars her father gave for a tryout school. As a matter of her," answered the husband. in Schoendienst walked fact, just with a pal from Germantown, 111., Fain in the Neck and told the Cardinal scouts he Why do they call Archie Betty He a to ball would like be player. "Tonsillitis"? was put through a series of tests-ra- ces, Joan Didn't you ever have tonthrowing contests, batting sillitis? drills and, after the scouts had prepared a few notes on him he was Next to bow legs, a girl's worst excused and told he could stay for is a sense of handicap the ball game that afternoon of June 18, 1942. He returned home not knowing when he would be called again. t Quickly Signed Up He didn't have to wait long. The Cardinals' Union City, Tenn. team in the Kitty league sent an SOS to the parent ball club, and the St. Louis board of strategy, after a hurried meeting, decided to sign up the kid Jacket, short sleeves, 1 yards. 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An old eye injury caused him to be discharged. In fact, his left eye lawyer-wise?- " blind. But this is an is "I never bluff," Plascutt said erapractically when men overcome handicaps b a would "Such thing haughtily. such as these and Schoendienst did beneath my dignity. And gentlemen's so by becoming a switch hitter. Now never are reduced sporting wagers will tell you he packs experts to writing. My word, sir, is suff- more as a southpaw swatter punch icient." Plascutt turned abruptly and than he does as a rapleft them. his original stance at the plate. per, Jarrod threw back his head and bawled with laughter. "Well, young Gordon or Doerr? lady. I guess you heard me call thai One of the main arguments among little popinjay's bluff, didn't you?" war hospital partisans Is the choice He eyed Lark with great friendliJoe Gordon of the Yankees ness, as if she shared the Joke and between "of the Red Sox. entered into his game. 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