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Show LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH n. New Year's has slipped into the limbo of yesterdays, end In 48 hours the curtain will ring up on 'Islands Arise.' Farm. " "I'll be glad when if s over. Your II tired. Brooke." 'rv von wonder? They have looked at the scum and dregs of the underworld, at pictures in rogue at patients in galleries, at the man to identify hospitals, trying who ran through my room. "I heard that the police were sure that Hunt was the man when red paint was found on his shoe." "The trouble with that clue was that it wasn't his shoe. When he first regained consciousness in the garage, he complained that his feet felt as if they .ere in iron casts, Then the police with their methods hurried him into the living room of the white cottage. When he saw what lay on the floor he collapsed. After he was taken to the hospital he's still in a coma his shoes had to be cut off. Then it was found that they were a size smaller than his at the cottage. The man whom the Cassidy girl saw in the garage must have changed and taken Hunt's shoes. He was a quick worker." "BUI Harrison may be smart, but what has he done toward clearing up this tragedy? Nothing." "He wants the case to drop out He says that of the headlines. the guilty parties will then think that the hunt for them is cooling saw Wm -1- 6 "Go on, Maggie. You looked down and then what?" g "I see a swell dressed fella to the boss. I couldn't see his iface 'cause his hat was pulled low'; you know, the kind you see in the 'classy ads." "Could you hear what they were aying?" "No. That window was closed. I open the front one in cold weather, an', gee, has it been cold in that talk-lin- tticl" "What did you do next?" "Went back to bed, Inspector." The girl's voice had cleared. Rising excitement was driving out fear. "I must have gone to sleep again for the next thing I knew I was up straight in bed calling out: " 'Who's shoot in'?" "I switched on the light and ran to the front window, and I saw a big sit-ti- n car going lickety-spli- t down the road." The policeman appeared at the door. "Okay 'bout the back window and garage, Inspector." "All right, Tim. Stay where you re. What next, Maggie?" "I stood looking out a minute, thinking that the big car must have back-firean' what a hick I was to think the sound was shootin' when I'd grown up in a garage, an' then I had a kinder creepy feeling; you know, the kind when they say a rabbit's walkin' over your grave " "Don't shiver, Maggie, there won't be nothing walking over your grave for years yet; don't the papers say we're all going to live to be a hundred barring accidents? Then what?" "Then I began to wonder what that big car was doing out here in the middle of the night, and then I an' began to think of kidnapers an" bandits till I thought I'd acream, an' then I remembered Mrs. Hunt's rings an jewelry she had classy jewelry." The girl's voice had risen till the last word was Bhrlll with excitement. Mike Cassidy patted his daughter's shoulder. "Take it easy, Maggie. Tell the Inspector the rest that happened; then I'll take you home to your Ma. Won't I, Bill?" "Sure, Mike, sure. What did you do after you thought of Mrs. Hunt's di'monds, Maggie? "I stuck my feet in slippers an' pulled on my blanket wrapper. I beat It downstairs an' come into this room. It was lighted an' she she was lying there just like she is now an an oh, gee! "We're almost through, Maggie," the inspector encouraged. "What did you do when you came into this room and saw "I guess I let out a yell first; then I Just flopped to my knees be side her. I didn't touch nothing though; I learned that in the mov ies. When I saw she wasn't breath in' 1 beat it to the garage, an' I kr.ow I yelled then for the boss was on the floor face down, his hands behind him, an' his feet tied. I grabbed his shoulder an' turned him over. There was a big bump on his forehead and his eyes were closed. I shook him. When he didn't say nothing, I rushed to the phone and called Pop. I guess you know the rest." Her lips quivered, and for the first time her eyes filled with tears. The inspector patted her shoulder "Good girl, Maggie, just one more question and you can go. Did you hear any rowing between the boss and herself lately?" "He was nice to her." "Sure. Maggie, but even folks who think a lot of each other take your Pa and Ma now" he winked at Cassidy "have a cat and parrot fight sometimes, dun't they? You know they do. So Mr. and Mrs. had a quarrel, had they? What about?" The girl twisted her print dress in unsteady fingers. "It was last evening, late it's tomorrow now, isn't it? An' she'd been phoning I was in the kitchen, you can hear plain in this house an' I heard him say loud: " 'What's this about a paper?' "I couldn't hear what she said, but he kinder shouted: " 'I didn't mind starting this joint to gouge money out of Trent, but what you're planning now is dilTer-enIt'll be jail for us if The door closed hard an' I didn't hear any more." "All right Maggie. Make a cup of strong tea for her in the kitchen, Mike; then take her home." Mike Cassidy put his arm about his daughter as they left the room. Mark Trent watched them out of sight. "My hat's off to you, Inspector. That girl told you everything she knew without being frightened into d t. we' it" eagle eyes re treated into bony caverns. "My boy, 'bout two thousand years ago a Man laid down a rule for living that I ain't never heard improved on. I've got a girl of my own, and all the time I was questioning Maggie I was thinking how I would feel if my daughter'd been mixed up in this mess. Has Hunt come to?" he demanded of an officer who entered. The steel was back in his voice. "Yes, Inspector, but he's groggy." "I'll go to the garage. Will you come i.long, Mark? Cripes, I never can remember to call you Mr. Trent." "Why should you? Didn't you hand me my first and only summons for speeding? I'll go with you, but you won't leave" he glanced at the still figure on the floor. "Tim will stay. The coroner ought to be here any minute now. Come on. I'd like to have you hear what Hunt has to say." The garage was lighted by one glaring bulb, littered with tools and cans; the floor was patched with oil stains, and the air was strong of gas. On a pile of old times, a man was braced upright against the rough cement wall. He was blond and must have been fine looking before life and dissipation had done cruel things to his face. He opened his eyes as the inspector spoke to him. lie tried to smile. "Another dick? Maggie sure called out the whole police force. 'Twasn't necessary. I'll be all right in a minute." Didn't the man know what had happened in the house, or was he acting, Mark asked himself. The inspector rolled an empty gas can on its side and sat down. "Course you'll be all right. As for Maggie calling out the force, she got an awful jolt coming out here an' finding you all tied up like a bundle of old clothes." Hunt put an unsteady hand to his head. "Why did the girl come out here at this time of night? She's never done it before." His eyes narrowed. He clenched his hand. "What are you doing here, Trent? You can't get Lola back!" "Take it easy, Hunt, take it easy. Mr. Trent was with me in Cassi- dy's garage I'm Inspector Harri son, in case you don't know when his daughter phoned that you were hurt. He came along to help. What happened to you, Hunt?" "Someone beat me up, you can see that, can't you? I was working late, I I hadn t been feeling well all day and I was making up time, when a man drove up in a roadster and said he had a punctured tire and could I put on a spare. I said, 'Sure, I guess there's no law against my doing that if the old tabbies here won't let me sell gas.' I turned to get my tools, and that's the last I knew until I looked up to see an officer bending over me." "Who was the man?" "I don't know, Inspector." "F.ver see him before'1'' "No." "Sure?" "Sure." "Go on," prodded the inspector. The X Continued CHAPTER inspector's to go on about. I was blackjacked. I thought the man took a crack at my head, but my feet feel as if they were in iron "Nothing casts." "Probably those ropes stopped the circulation. Were Mark didn't hear theyou" rest of the inspector's question. His eyes were on Hunt's right foot. Between the upper and sole of the unlaced shoe was a faint line of red. CHAPTER XI From behind the in the - room at Lookout House, Prooke Keyburn watched the sun fling the earth a spectacular goodtea-tabl- e living night. Mrs. Gregory, in a chair beside the crackling birth fire, set down her cup. "Is it only two weeks since the tragedy at the filling station?" asked Brooke. "When, last October, I told Jerry Field that I was coming to Lookout House to live, he said: " 'What will you do marooned on a rocky point of land in a place where the residents dig in and nothing ever happens?' "He can't say that nothing ever happens here now. The days have flown and have left behind them hours smeared with police questioning; men swarming over this house for finger-printnewspaper front pages shrieking clues which were corrected in the next issue; and lots of it; poinsettas inskating place of chrysanthemums in the conservatory in honor of Christmas. It was such a strange Christmas without Mother, and with Sam absorbed in the production of the play. Now steam-shov- el off." "I wish they'd put me on the force, I'd show them a thing or two." The brim of Mrs. Gregory's large hat flopped in unison with the thump of her cane. "I'm not afraid of bandits. I've ordered some of my jewels from the bank to wear Sam's play." "Oh, Mrs. Gregoryl Is it safe?" "Safe! Do you think I'll be frightened out of wearing what I like? Besides, lightning never strikes in the same place twice. Lucky the performance is coming off soon; everybody is getting edgy." "We'll relax tonight. Mark Trent is giving the Fields and Reyburns a party in town at that new Supper Club, it was planned for two weeks ago but it was postponed. It seems a century since I have been to a real party." "Mark needs a change of thought too. It's an ill wind that blows nobody good. Lola is out of his life, thank heaven. But, much as I love you, Brooke, I'll never forgive myself for signing my name as witness to Mary Amanda Dane's will which cut him off." Brooke's mind whirled and steadied. Mrs. Gregory's signature was not on the will which had been probated; she had made sure of that again recently. Perhaps the one to which she referred had been drawn earlier. "How could you know what you were signing? Witnesses are not supposed to see the contents of a will, are they? When did you wit- to H ul w -- PIUCE-FIXIN- line-up- s, a ill T 1 H ! UK 1 mm lv J mm m k m IS t tJ Ruth Wyeth Spears cJ3 4 '111 I I X IS G EASY FOR LAYERS ' Hens Help to Set Co?t by the Kind of Eggs Laid. P.v E f"f Kxtn.von H Bouford C Division.-- A "!! Agricultural Nf Sri vie. Price-fixinmay be a moot point m some lines, but to the farmyard hen it comes easy. She helps to fix prices of eggs without giving the matter a second thought. g Defending on the particularof bleeding hen used, a difference re- several cents a dozen may be ceived for eggs. Size and shape of eggs are important market charac- for sepbred be must each but ters, arately, as size is not related to the shape of an egg. A 24 to egg is a money- maker, and pullet Hocks should be laying more than 50 per cent eggs of this weight alter three months, Color of the shell is also listed as possessing a money value as market men frown on tinted shells that are supposed to be white. Some eggs. markets prefer brown-shelle- d All in all, it is largely a question of quality. We have not learned how to improve the quality of an egg once it is laid. The only way, therefore, to ship fine quality eggs to market is to have birds capable of producing these eggs, ar.d then to j j a retain handle the egts properly this quality. Since certain kens have the natural ability to produce hlh quality eggs while other hens lay eggs of poorer inside quality, the pedigree breeder of the future may need to know not only the number of 032s and the outside quality, but also the to inside quality of the eggs produced. The poultryman has to have a flock that lays the right kind of eggs, for the breeding hen is a price-fixe- r. Cows Cover Many Acres on the Average Pasture acres Three to three and one-haof good pasture will furnish plenty of forage for a cow or seven mature lf sheep through the pasture season, but a dairy cow has to harvest the grass from a sixth of an acre a day on the average pasture, according to D. R. Dodd, extension agronomist, Ohio State university. As cows are not trained to cut clean swaths, the animal really will travel over many acres each day. The average pasture yields only three tons of green grass per acre each year, and a cow which produces 25 to 35 pounds of milk a ness it?" day needs 250 pounds of grass each Brooke asked the question quickday to supply the needed total dily. She must know and get the ungestible nutrients to maintain her off her mind. certainty weight and milk production. "Just a week before Mary Aman- body Even if the cow travels fast enough da died. remember Perhaps you the day. You drove in just as I to get sufficient forage, the 250 pounds of grass would lack needed went out and good heavens, I forand minerals. protein I that I got! promised Jed Stewart The university agronomist is not wouldn't mention it. Forget I told attention to a hopeless you, Brooke. It wasn't very tactful just calling He maintains that a of me anyway, but when was I situation. system of pasture improvement r ever tactful? I like that through the use of lime, fertilizer, gown on you." and good grass mixtures will corWhy had Jed Stewart asked Mrs. rect the present deficiencies of pasnot to mention her signaGregory ture on adapted soil. He also says ture? Did he suspect dishonesty? that good pastures produce milk Why wonder? Hadn't she been sure and meat at a low cost. for weeks that the two men in Mark Trent's house were there for some other reason than sheer love The Dugout or "Root Cellar" of a New England village in win The dugout or "root cellar" is ter? both cheap and efficient, says A. G. The thump of Mrs. Gregory's cane Tolaas, horticulturist, University brought her mind to attention. farm, St. Paul. If available, a side "I've asked you twice, Brooke, if hill location is best because of betyou thought Sam liked Daphne ter drainage and because the enField." trance can be made on the "He likes her, Mrs. Gregory, but level. Such a storage place ground should Sam won't allow himself to go sentibe dug about 8 feet deep and as mental over anyone at present." wide and long as desired; a cellar "Allow himself! Then he isn't in 20 by 40 feet will store 4,000 bushlove. We may be living in a proels without piling too deep. When foundly changing society, but love the side hill excavation has been hasn't changed. It still strikes like made, rough timber or poles can be lightning, burns, and if it's the real set endways around two sides and into settles a thing, steady flame. the rear end on a concrete footing But I'm glad he doesn't care for the about a foot wide by 18 inches. Field girl." Poles can also be used for the roof, She rose and drew her sable cape laid close enough to permit coverabout her shoulders. "If you are ing the entire room with a layer of going to town tonight you ought to straw. Dirt from the cellar can be be dressing. What are you wearused for banking and covering the roof. ing"" "An adorable silver frock. It does things to my hair, brings out the Lists Weed Damage copper glints in it." Six ways in which weeds cause Mrs. Gregory lingered on the threshold. "Be nice to Mark, farmers to lose several million dolBrooke. He's a wonderful boy, lars each year have been listed by J. J. Pieper. chief in crop producdon't you think so?" "I'd hardly call him a boy he's tion at the college of agriculture Bt too dictator-mindebut that's the the University of Illinois. Reductrend. Chaeun a son gout I've tion in crop yields, increase in joined a French class I prefer Jer- expense of growing the crop, decline in quality of the product, reduction ry Field's type." in the value of the land, Mrs. Gregory expressed her repoisoning action by a denatured snort. of live stock and ill effects on pub"You prefer Jerry Field! I'd like lic health are the six points listed to take you over my knee and spank by Pieper. sense into you! Brooke laughed. Moat of the Turkey "Good-nighMrs. Gregory. Even It is characteristic for all turif you don't approve of me, I hope keys to have the two layers of white you'll come again soon." meat on the breast. Certain strains She was still smiling as she returned to the living-roowindow are developed that yield a larger for a last lingering look at the color-fu- l percentage of white meat than othwest. ers, and management conditions "It is unbelievable that all this have an influence upon the percentcomfort really is mine," she told age of breast meat. Birds raised herself. "Only a year ago, Brooke under scmiconfined conditions and Reyburn, you were driving a shabby where the weather is cool yield a sedan and counting every penny larger percentage of white meat than range birds raised under different conditions. (TO BE COSTISUED) There May Be Many Reasons for Making Quilted Chair Pads. the- reasons for quilted chair pads were lined up in order of their importance the most intangible reason of all might head the list. Yes, it is quite likely that any decora'or, amateur professional wou d place atmos phere at the top. Biit then it is also possible that first rating might be given to the reason that the pressure of slats across the backs of chairs is sof'ened by Then, though it quilted pads. might rot be mentioned, it is a known fact that worn out cane seats are sometimes replaced with composition inexpensive seats which may be disguised by gay quilted pads. Chintz, calico or gir.t'ham chair pads are in fact one of the simplest and most inexpensive ways of adding color and charm as well as comfort to a room. Such pads are often used on the backs of chairs and not on the seats, and especially for side chairs, the seat pads used without any back covIn making such small ering. things as these it is quite easy to do the quilting on the machine. Or, if you wish to take the other point of view about it, the work of IF ALL quilting ; R , T ) nz z : - them by hand would not consume an unreasonable amount of time. There is no doubt that handwork has a certain quaint-nes- s that machine work lacks. The pads shown here are made with one layer of sheet wadding between the two layers of the chintz. The edge bindings and ties are made of bias tape. Cut the three layers of the pad material exactly the size and shape you want them to be when finished. Place the sheet wadding between ri.il a? shown here at A Fvllft pin or baste in ims poMV.on, ' then quilt as shown bore at ?.!r.!-.the ths by .V.chir.i II'5- t If c of ti o lengthwise ed;;es ether. e ccrrers of t'-- . tner s at C bind : fore it is bound, '.tin edcs, sewing the i re a Mown bind'ng Every llomcmoker should if a copy of Mrs. Spca's' newt ! step-by-ste- ofiy-er.:i- t pages dircctiors for p - II !, c if i h,i ma slipcovers and dressing t; restoring and upholstering ch, couches; making curtains for ery type of room end purpd Making lampshades, rugs, mans and other useful articles the home. Readers wishing a should send name and adH enclosing 25 cents, to Mrs. Spe 210 South Dcsplaincs St., Chic Illinois YOU CAN THROW CAE IN H!S FACE ONCE TOO OFTEN can you havo those awful ISt 0B whoa your nervei pionshi are all ou edgo don't take it out on the man you love. iveof Your husband can't possibly know how you feel for the simpto reason that ho U a man. TEE A wifo mar no wire at all if she nags hur husband soven days out of ererj WHEN 1 three-quart- month. Tawzite Recipe ofj the Dinner-in-a-Pi- rust-colo- Week'' e veal kidney cup pearl onions small white turnips 2'a cups cooked meat, diced small carrots cup tomato soup li cup liquid or Rravy lj cup peas 1 2 1 1 4 For three generations one womu has told another how to go "snnl-ln- g through" with Lydia E. Pint ham's Vegetable Compound. It helps Nature tone up the system, thus lessening tho discomforts froo the functional disorders A which women must enduro in the onloals of life: 1. Turning girlhood to womanhood. 2. paring for motherhood. 3. pproaching "middle age." thin 1 froa rt A- irift, Don't be a take LYDIA E. PINKFIAM'S VEGETABLE COMPOUND and Go "Smiling Through." three-quart- er Trim and dice kidney. Prepare The Unattained onions, turnips, carrots. Cook kidSuccess is counted sv.cetest ney and vegetables 10 minutes in boiling salted water. Drain, sav- those who ne'er succeed. Diq ing I2 cup liquid to thin soup. Fill son. baking dish (Vk quart) with meat and vegetables. Add pepper and salt. Add tomato soup and 'z cup MEDICAL JOUHI liquid. Cover with your favorite Frcr, a pie crust. THIS: ABOUT COLDS! ron Record Suit The record time for making a suit of clothes from sheep to man is held by a textile concern in Huddcrsfield, England. Not long ago it sheared twelve sheep, made the wool into yarn, wove the yarn into cloth and cut and sewed the cloth into a three-piec- e man's suit in 130 minutes. Collier's Weekly. r LIFE'S LIKE THAT C. ftttiot "The researches Ktii (of these doctors) led them to believe that colds result rom1 condition of the body. To overcome tbiil wyioi f presCTibeTiriousaIkaIic3."That'swhrto!i!j LBBEFiI'S coughtdop$ spring 5. Wee wbea NOW CONTAIN AN ALKALINE FACTO tryin; fowl By Fred Neha d, Good-night- '-, Of? jSH ' !" t, "The charge is taxidermy, yer honor . . . . he wa boxes! V tuffin' blKt |