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Show I LEH1 FREE PRESS, LEHL UTAH THE STORY TBI'S FAR: TBUader-hea- d, commonly kaawa at the Goblin, Is the only wait horse ever fUed M the Goes Bar raacfc ia Wyoming. He resembles all treat graadslre, a wile stal-I- I aa ai tte AJbia. One day Cok 11a aaden late a mtMinUia valley t-barely eieapet death from hit grand-sireslashing hoofs. Wkea kli wounds owner, Kea Me heaL hi 12 year-ol- d Laughlia, her ins to train aim. Although difficult to aaadle, Coblia caa ran vita asteaishlBg speed and endurance. Ia a trial he covert a half mile la 41 seconds. Ha escapes gelding by aa accident. Charley Sargent, millionaire horse breeder. Is enthusiastic about Coblia' possibilities. kun A 's After a short silence, Nell said, Nell stood near by, watching. It "Neither do I. It just seems un- depressed her. She didn't mind the likely, somehow, that he'll pan ancient brood mares and the scrubs, but Sultan! And the three sorrel out" mares! And the two blues! "ShaH we take Skippy to the auc"Skippy might help," said Nell, tion with us?" yelled Howard, busi- "and you could squeeze her in ly brushing and grooming Sultan, she's so small they wouldn't know who, his father she was there." the big blood-ba- y said, was worth a good five hun"Ken, come here!" yelled his fadred dollars to anyone that wanted ther. a heavy hunter. put Ken on Skippy, placed her "I should say not!" yelled Rob in He advance of all the others and told from the other corral where he was he had the boy to ride her through the giving Injun the work-ou- t chute and the ramp. As Ken promised Nell the horse should have did so, Rob upand Howard forced the disto want "Do you every day. them. horses others after of sort What grace me? would raise an animal like that?" Skippy led the procession triumThere was the sound of galloping. phantly but laid her ears back when Three beautiful sorrel mares, Taffy, she found herself penned into a corand Russet came canter- ner of the truck with no room to down the pasture toward the kick and no oats. ing corral with Ken, mounted on Thun"Just promise not to bring Skippy derhead, behind them. back, even if you have to give her Howard hastened to open the away," called Nell as they closed gates, the mares trotted in, and Ken the truck. slid oil his horse. up onto the hill to see "That's all, dad," he yelled. theShe walked of them. Kim and Chaps last of 'em." Thirteen all here. "They're "All right. Unsaddle your horse. sat down beside her and watched You can wipe him off, but don't too. She thought she saw a hand the truck went take all day. I want you to help waving just beforeThen it was gone curve. the around Howard groom those others." hurried indoors. and she Rob of where The gate the corral The old brood mares sold immewas exercising Injun was carefully for forty dollars apiece after diately stood and entered Nell opened. was ascertained that each one it a in watching. She was dressed summer suit of light blue linen and carried a foal. "Better that than the coyotes," a tan straw hat with a round brim that curved off her face. It was muttered Rob. There was more bidding for the nearly the color of the tawny bang scrubs. They were ridden around With forehead. her on that gleamed her hands thrust into the pockets and around the ring by the ring of her jacket and her small feet in boys, while whips cracked and their sturdy flat shoes planted in the raucous voice of the auctioneer rattled as fast as the tobacco sellers on the radio. The scrubs, were auctioned off for an average of forty-fiv- e dollars each. Sultan was led in. "My Gosh! Look at that horse!" exclaimed the auctioneer. The hammer crashed. "Who'll bid a hundred for him? A hundred! A hundred! Who'll bid a hundred?" As he poured out his line, the ring boy made a leap for Sultan's back. Sultan reared and plunged away1, tore loose from the rope, and went galloping around the ring. Three boys pursued. him, cornered him, got his rope; he still fought them, the whips cracked, he lashed with his heels, and the auctioneer, not looking at him, was crying, "Who'll bid a hundred? Am I bid a hundred?" well-traine- Rob conceded that Thunderhead had been promoted. Since the speed he had shown that afternoon, he would be guarded, cherished, watched over like the crown prince. "Do , Ken could hardly believe it. rou mean you'll keep him in this ainter, dad? And and feed him jats and hay?" "With my own fair hands! What's more I'll ride him and continue his training whenever I have time. That's the least I can do if he's loing to put wooden fences on the ranch and buy a furnace for us! SVhat do you think, Nell?" He had seen her sitting there, silent and white, after the hard look he had given her. She looked up as he spoke to her. His face was genial and smiling. First the blow then the smile-- But she didn't answer for a moment and Ken was impatient. "Mother!" he exclaimed. "Yes," she said. "By all means! Keep him In." When Nell asked Rob, she made very casual. She was brushing her hair for the night. "By the way, Rob did you see Bellamy?" It "Yes." I I "What about the sheep?" "It's O.K." "Thank Heaven! Will he be able pay us the first half before Howard leaves?" "No, he can't do that. He has to wait until he sells his lambs." "What'll we do? We have to have that eight hundred by September tenth." Rob had his back to her, standing before his chiffonier. There was something very rigid about his body the legs braced apart a little, head to back. " bid "Seventy-five,- " z2r. ... THAT WAY LOW ON w ..- r- MD" timc Vajf RE V" Mtl 3. . face? 4. Can you complete the fniu irig proverb, "When you take out and do not put in, expect'? 5. How did the United States Florida? What is the name of the hr of tailless cats? 6. The Answer a Western Reserve in Ohio. fixed in the United States by an act of congress. 3. Only south. 4. "To reach the bottom." 5. By purchase from Spain. 6. Manx cats. 1. The 2. It is at. CLASSIFIED DEPARTMENT AUTOS, TRUCKS & ACCESS.' INSTRUCTION BABBERS ARE IN DEMAND Bartering taught in a few months. Leara a permanent business with a big income. SALT LAKE BARBEB COLLEGE 170 Regent St. Edw. F. Gillette, Mgr. By Stanton TIN HATS YOUR Success in Beautr Culture depends on "The Schoel yo Cheote" 22 years of developing and training skilled operators. Enroll at any time. Writ for frtt catalog. QUISH SCHOOL OF BEAUTY CULTURE SoH Lake City 1, Utah lib So. Mflla Street MISCELLANEOUS WE BUT AND SELL Office furniture. Files, Typewriters. Adding Machnes. Safes, Cash Registers. SALT LAKE DESK EXCBANQE M West Breaawajr. Bali Lake City. Utah. Jefferson's Epitaph Thomas Jefferson wrote his own epitaph, now on his tomb: "Here was buried Thomas Jefferson, author of the Declaration of American Independence, of the Statue of Virginia for Religious Freedom, and father of the University of Virginia." heavy-se- t bid the man in the "Seventy-six!- " The farmer bid "Eighty." The man in the bowler hat bid "Eighty-one- ." Sultan was sold to the farmer for ninety dollars. The farmer was at Sultan's side as Ken slid off him. He was pleased with his buy. tir "We have to have that eight dred by September the tenth." hun- the loose soil, she had her little girl look. "You're taking Sultan?" she asked. "And Smoky and Blue." She noticed them in the string that Howard and Ken were grooming. They were blue roans a pair of beauties, with sweeping tails and gentle eyes, just too small for Army or polo, but well broken and beautifully matched. Nell had always thought of them as belonging to two little girls, sisters, who would love them and saddle and groom them themselves. "And Taffy, and and Russet," said Rob, turning Injun and riding him down along the fence again. Nell's question was answered. Rob was going to do the thing he had always vo.wed he would never do throw away some of his best stuff to meet an urgent need of the moment.- - Injun turned and came back. Rob's face was hard as nails. Nell hated to look at it. She could see the real suffering underneath. ,. "I'd have saved Sultan for the army sale he'd have been certain for a hundred and eighty-fiv- e dollarsexcept for that' scar on his chest. Damn the barbed wire!" As if Injun felt the passion and violence of his master he 'began to crouch and lunge. Rob turned him sharply away from Nell and forced him to resume his measured pacing up and down the corral fence. When he reached Nell again he paused and said more calmly, "You don't often see such horses as these in this country." , "I know you If one could stand at the North what direction might or pole, in bowler hat. Every summer he difference? There had been many arguments between herself and Rob on the subject of providing for their current needs by sales of horses no matter at what sacrifice. He always refused to do it. "What? Sell a horse that's worth-- fifteen hundred dollars for fifty? Not if I was starving." "But Rob how many sales of that sort do you get?" "I've had some We've lived, haven't we?" "Yes four horses four years ago t seven hundred dollars a piece. Then, none the next year. Then one for two thousand I admit that was a good sale But you must have thirty or forty horses just waiting for one of those sales and they only come once in a blue" moon-W- hen we need the money, you might as well sell half a dozen for anythingyou would still have enough fine horses for any sort of deal that came along." "I'd rather sell one for two thousand than twenty horses at a hundred dollars a head, or forty horses at fifty." Such remarks as these were unanswerable. But he wasn't talking like that now. Nell glanced at him. Did he mean that he, would take some of his fine stuff down to the Denver auction and let it go cheap? As he turned she saw his face, weary and harassed. He went into the small adjoining bedroom where he kept his boots and clothes. They talked back and forth through the open door while she washed her face in oil and carefully dried it. "Wasn't it exciting about Thunderhead?" she asked. ? jt' "Yep." "You didn't see the best of it," she said. "I wish you had." She could hear him polishing his shoes before he put them away: "Oh, he can run!" he said. "He's fast, if he ever gets the kinks ironed out of himDon't wait for me I'm a pipe before I turn going to smcke ' in." "You don't seem to take much stock in him, Rob."11 ' ' ' ' t "No, I don't." gold? farmer. Denver auction this next week." Nell made no comment. She cal- culated rapidly. T. er "I'll take some horses down to the had half a dozen or so "scrubs" to sell at any price he could get-ho- rses who were too smallf or poorly developed, or with some defect. Sometimes he sold them to Williams, a hotse .buyer who went around to ranches with his own truck; or at one of the near-b- y auctions. Wherever he sold them, he would be lucky to get fifty dollars apiece for them. There were also the two old brood mares to be sold. Altogether, that would make, perhaps, four hundred dollars. What else would he sell to make up the MOPSY ty d horse-breed- CHAPTER XV 1. What part of the UnitpH was once known as New CorjiectL cut? 2. What determines the Drir GLADYS PARKER don't," said Nell sad- ly. "There won't be anything at the auction lo touch theml" j "I don't doubt it." "Mother 1" yelled Howard from the other corral, "Don't you think we ought to take Skippy to the auction and sell her?" . "Sell her!" scoffed Rob, "sell Skippy! The boy must be out of his mind!" Nell laughed. "Someone might buy her. A child could ride her." The thirteen horses ,'were ready for loading, crowded into the small corral which opened into the chutes It waa always a "difficult business.. "That's what I call a real horse. He'll do me a9 well as a Farmall would, and without gasoline too." He chuckled and ran his hand over the horse's withers. "Are you going to use him to plow?" The farmer looked at him in astonishment. "I sure am. What do you s'pose I'm payin' ninety dollars for?" "He's a Hunter," exclaimed Ken desperately. "A heavy hunter." "Hunter," repeated the farmer. "Hunt what?" "Foxes." "Foxes! You mean coyotes? I hunt plenty of coyotes but I hunt them with a Ford and a couple of I won't need a plug greyhounds. for that. What do you call him?" "Sultan." The ring boy led the horse away and the farmer followed. Ken stood, looking after them miserably. "That's a good horse, Sonny." Ken looked up. The tall man with the bowler hat stood beside him. He had a red face and a sharp nose. more where he came "Any from?" he asked. "Yes," said Ken sullenly. "A lot more." "Whose horses are they?" "My father's. Captain McLaughlin." Ken walked back to Howard. When the auction was over the man in the bowler hat had bought and Smoky, Blue, Taffy, Russet for prices ranging from to ninety-fiv- e dollars. Rob stood with his boys out in the road, while the jam of cars, trailers and trucks edged out of the parking places and started on their way home. The man in the bowler hat was with him. Rob said, "This is Mr. Gilroy. My two boys, Mr. Gilrcy, Howard and Ken." The boys shook hands. "I want you to go, home in the bus with Gus " he stuck his hand in his pocket, brought out some bills, and, gave them to Howard. You'll get home by nine o'clock. Buy some sandwiches and eat them on the bus you can get them where you take the bus. Over there" He pointed, giving Howard precise instructions. "Mr. Gilroy and I are' going to have dinner together. I'll bring the truck. Tell your mother not to wait up, I'll be late." At dinner Rob asked, "Would you tdl, me what you bought alii my hprses for? Are they for your own . uso?" s'No. I bought them for resale." will you sell them?" J'Where ' ' ATTENTION UEIilMl! Here's Your Chance! by ThifBell 8yndleat,-fti- e. "Dawgonnit, Simple Samson lend a hand! I think this tank Is stalled!" THE WORLD AT ITS WORST By CLUYA3 WILLIAMS if Af fH SOUND . ;,dj WMfMVtami W (TO BE CONTINUED) ELECTRICIANS Full time employment now and postwar at highest rates of pay means security, permanence, and advancement. 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