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Show UINTAH BASIN RECORD By 'fttoloGu.d to Jlove. MARTHA OSTENSO Independent Autumn Dean, returning home to British Columbia from without her father s knowledge, stops at the home of Hector Cardigan. . nld family friend. He tells her that she should not have come home, that "s have changed. Arriving home at the "Castle of the Norns," she is father. Jarvis Dean, who gives her to understand that she greeted is wel-;if:iy by sher short visit. Her mother, former belle named MilUcent Odell, has In dead for years. Autumn cannot understand her father's attitude, though :es tum to understand that she Is home for good. She has grown tired of life In .aland, where she lived with an aunt. Her father gives a welcoming dance at the d 'tie. Autumn meets Florian ParT, dashing, young man of the ntryside. Late in the evening Autumn leaves the dance, rides horseback to the meets she where Bruce ranch Landor, friend and of her .wzhboring to see his mother, an Invalid. Hischampion nildhood days. He takes her father is As soon as his mother sees Autumn she dead, com-a- s wuztit to have killed himself. Bruce to take her away, that death follows in the wake of the Odells. Autumn and Bruce, can saddened offer perplexed. no reason apologetic, for his .both again on Hector Cardigan this time to find out leer's attitude. Autumn calls reason for Mrs. Landor s outburst. From his conversation she inferred that Jeffrey Landor killed himself because he loved MilUcent Dean, her mother. Mean-NiulBruce Landor rides to the spot where his father's body was found years De- ... There he meets Autumn, who, leaving Hector, was searching for a lost child. aruce had found the child, and there Autumn and he talk of their families. They ,ree that her mother and his father loved each other deeply and that their love , the cause of present antagonism. Lovely. v,r7d Continued Hannah had slowly rewhole psychology with her nted controlliIjtumn as the center and ng force of the new order. That, doubt, was what Irritated him. never have admitted to He could iimself that anything or anyone in ie world could have usurped his lace in this house that had shelved him for almost a quarter of a entury. Nor was the girl conscious he would say 1 what she had done iat for her. She would be the first protest that he was still master in i own house and his word was law. She was loyal, if loyalty could be aid to exist in the hearts of these oung irresponsibles, and she was He had loved the iffection itself. Jirl devotedly during the years she t ;ad been away from him, but the feeling he had for her now that she was back had grown so deep that ie tears started to his eyes now as :e thought of her. Just now he was more resolved Sian ever that they should quit the ountry. He had seen Autumn in ie company of this young Parr. There was a nincompoop, if ever What was wrong here was one. nth a man like old Elliot Parr that ie could breed nothing better than numbskull like Flor-an- ? The race must be going to the Jogs! And what could a girl like hitumn see in him? He wasnt even ioroughly a bad one he was a iiere nothing! Why in the devil hadnt the girl found herself a decf ent husband long ago? He blamed ter Aunt Flo for that Flo never tad been one you could count on. .Veil, he would have no daughter of ais mate with Florian Parr much as ho admired Elliot. A cold chill passed over him as iif thoughts turned to Bruce Landor. Jarvis had seen Landor and Autumn riding home together last night after that fool affair of the lost Willmar boy. What was getting into people that they couldnt take cars of their own brats' any longer? Damn it all, parents nowadays had no sense of responsibility. Well, he would look after bis own, at any rate. If he was called upon to do so, he would tell Autumn emphatically that the Deans and the Lan-dor- s belonged to different worlds and they would stay where they beIf that wasnt enough, he longed. He would But would go further. why get so wrought up over a mere Even old d a hypothesis? He got up quickly at the sound of motor coming to a halt before the house. He tossed his cigar into the fireplace and stepped to a small cupboard that stood back In one corner. He poured himself a sizable drink of his favorite Scotch blend and held it for a moment toward the sunlit window before he drank it. He closed the cupboard and went to his room on the same floor. He would have to brush up a bit before going down to dinner. half-smoke- d "My error, he apologized with a slight bow. Ill compromise on the Princess theyre still in style, arent they?" Expatriated," she observed. Good enough," he said, and drained his glass eagerly. Autumn sipped her cocktail and took a cigarette from the box on the low table that held the shaker an its tray. You know, Florian went on, setting his glass aside, I cant help thinking of you as carrying on the legend of your forebears your mother and her mother. They must have been lovely creatures to have given life to such traditions as they have handed down. and Lovely, Autumn said, flaming, Florian Lovely and flaming! My father has told me repeated. about your mother, especially. You must be very like her." I know very little of my mother, Autumn replied, "except what I have been told." He came and stood beside her, erect and confident in his manner. His eyes were narrowed as he looked down at her. You will find me very abrupt at I have times, Autumn, he said. learned it simplifies matters very often to speak ones mind. I have been thinking about us. Autumn smiled. Us, Florian? Id almost swear you were going to propose to me. But I am, he said. I believe you and I were made for each other. She laughed lightly. "Why, Florian what a quaint idea! I dont believe those words have ever been used before! They may have been, he admitted, but never more appropriately. We both come from adventurous stock. There is something untamed in both of us. We are But Ive never both gamblers. been more serious in my life. I want to marry you. Autumn could not doubt his seriousness. The knowledge made her she said, Florian, thoughtfuL you really are a dear. A perverse humor seized her. Suppose I tell you that Ill think it over?" he replied, placing Excellent! an arm abruptly about her shoulYou are permitting me to ders. hope, then? Not at She laughed up at him. all Florian, she said. I am in effect refusing you. His serious mood vanished suddenly. He was actually amused at the situation. He chortled and stepped back from her. It was the first time he had ever really proposed to any girl In earnest and she thought she was turning him down! Jarvis Deans girl at that, with a background as iniquitous as sin! It was that background that lent piquancy to his quest, after all, and besides, by the Lord Harry, he was crazy about the girl! Presently his amusement subsided and his lips drew to a thin, petulant Florian Parr filled the two glasses second time and handed one to Autumn. He was well pleased with bimself. He had spent a large part line. a f a beautiful Sunday afternoon In company of Jarvis Dean's daughter and had watched her as she swung her car dizzily over trails he had never traveled before. He had listened to her gay chatter and had done his best to contribute his own share of small talk about London and Paris and the men and women that belonged to the world he had left when his father had fade it plain that if he wished to tomain in it any longer he would have to pay his own bills. It had been a delightful outing almost like visit with an old friend. He had thought Autumn beautiful when he had sat beside her during their ride but he had never seen anyone quite so ravishing as the Sd who stood before him now and Idled her refilled glass. She was downed in a coolly glowing white satln that clung the length of her body and dared out almost to the small tips of green pumps Peered out from below the white, and at her throat on a platinum 'bin hung a large single emerald, her fathers gift, she had explained, on her twenty-firs- t birthday. He raised his glass toward her rd smiled. "You may drink to wh,it you please, .he said, "but Im nR the queen of the Upper L the Ill give you time to think about he said, striving to it. Autumn, carry it off with a gay, inconsequential air. When we are alone again, IU tell you how I love you. And how do you love me, Florian? Her tone was gently mocking. Florian stepped toward her again and grasped her wrist. Autumn was amazed to see that his face had gone suddenly pale. Dont be a little fool! he said. "You know when youve met your equal in nerve in contempt for life. You are going to marry me, Autumn, because we see eye to eye. He released her and walked away as Jarvis Deans footstep was heard descending the stairway. Autumn turned to greet her father. she Come along in, Daddy! Florian has Just been procalled. posing to me. Jarvis Deans face lighted witfi a smile as he entered the room, "liell be safe enough so long as he said. you dont accept him. I think It was the cocktails that did it. Autumn laughed. A good dinner will fix that, said the Laird, giving Florian his hand How are you, my boy? Topping!1 Florian said, as their I hope you have uotryl" hands crossed. Q iu ns are becoming so old fash-n,d- , no objection to my proposing to AuKiorinn, she countered. "I tumn. I really couldnt help it, you n n'it flattered know. 1 t ' '!' T 3 WNU SERVICE THE STORY THUS FAR CHAPTER IV mt MARTHA OSTENSO None whatever, sir. Its my opinion that she has had some experience in the business. She ought to be able to look after herself by this. Rather, Florian drawled. She managed the affair quite nicely, I should say. Can I help you to a cocktail, sir? No, Jarvis replied, Im a serious man and have too much respect for my stomach, thank God, to punish it with such infernal concoctions. Florian laughed and filled his own glass. Father sends you his respects, sir, he said, and would hke to see you when you can take a day off. And Id like to see him, too, Jarvis replied, seating himself. I have asked Autumn down for the polo game next week-end,- " Florian went on. Perhaps you could find the time, sir Not yet, not yet, Jarvis replied. Its a busy time of the year for me. Besides, you youngsters will have more fun without too many old codgers hanging about His big white head was thrust forward in its characterised way as though he were eager to show an interest in the plans and projects of these youngsters while his mind and his obscure spirit remained withdrawn, remote. Autumn had seen the deaf and the blind make that same piteous effort at sociability. Now, Daddy! she rebuked him. Youre juSt fishing. You want us to assure you that you are the best- - m It was the note of the Basque bell. looking and most fascinating gentleman in the Upper Country, and that no party would be complete without you. The tapers of the Lairds Infre- quent smile lighted for a brief moment of pleasure in his eyes. I could go perhaps, he admitted. Ill see how things are in a weeks time. Id enjoy a day with Elliot Parr. Old Hannah stepped into the doorway and announced dinner. An hour before sunset the sky had been overcast, with a purple caravan of thunderheads in the west; the thrumming of insects and the humid, flower smell of the air presaged rain. On a grassy hilltop ten miles eastward from the Castle, Autumn dismounted from her horse and let the animal graze while she stood and looked into the valley below. On the slopes that streamed into the valley like smooth reddish cascades in the low sun, more than seven thousand head of sheep moved in bands, twelve hundred to a band. At dawn the herders had started them from home on the trek up into the mountains to the very margins of the eternal snows, In the relentless, lonely quest for grass. Now, from the hillside directly opposite her across the little valley, a crows flight half-milaway, came the limpidly sweet note of a bell. It seemed to Autumn that the sound was almost visible, floating like some silver bubble within that rosy dome of silence, lingering and vanishing into the infinity whence it had come. It was the note of the Basque bell. A fancy had seized her that mornfaing while she had watched her thers men preparing for their departure. Only a week before, there had come to the ranch a youth of nineteen or twenty whose appearance hod been so bizarre that the Willmar children had gathered around him with frank curiosity. He had come from the soda mines up north, and was seeking employment as a herder. He was slight of build, not over medium height, and on the back of his head he had worn a shapeless homespun cap, set so that a mop of hair started out abruptly from beneath its peak He had worn a short, coat, a Jerkin, Autumn had supposed it was, also homespun and of a faded so Incommodious in the sleeves that the red joints of his wrists stuck painfully out from be e twine-colore- d tight-fittin- pea-gree- g neath them. Under the jacket he had worn a checked shirt and where the jacket gaped aside, suspenders of a brilliant green drew his threadbare trousers almost up to bis arm-pit- s, leaving his bare shins exposed. He had worn hobnailed boots, and had carried a birch stick over his shoulder, at the end of which a gray bundle had been securely lashed. The Laird out of the kindness of his heart, and probably a whimsical humor, had given him employment as old Absoloms helper. His name, they had discovered, was Clancy Shane, but Jarvis Dean had jocularly nicknamed him Moony. On a sudden impulse. Autumn had gone back into the house and brought out the Basque bell. She had entrusted it to the keeping of Clancy Shane, who had secured it to the wether of his flock. And now, from the opposite hillside, came th pure sound of the bell, singularly innocent across the hollow distance. The sound turned her thoughts again to Bruce Landor, who had scarcely been out of her mind during the past week. She thought of their meeting at Hector Cardigans, when she had gone to fetch home the bell, and of her telling him about Hectors conceit concerning it. There was something in the sound of the bell now that brought the lovely wraith of her mother before her out of the nebulous glamor of the past. This had been Millicent Odell's world, the world of the pioneers and the subtle architects of empire, and now in turn it was her world. Suddenly she was glad, glad with all her heart that she was back home where life had meaning, where life was a profound harmony. She pulled a bit of bloom off a sage bush and began to pick it to pieces with her fingers. There had come upon her a revelation that dismayed, frightened and exalted her. She stood for a moment looking down into the valley where the shadows were beginning to deepen, then, impetuously flinging away the shrub which she held, she mounted her horse again and rode westward toward the Landor ranch. Bruce Landor sat before the rough plank table in the herders cabin in the ravine. The place was deserted now, the men having gone to the hills the previous day. The lamp stood lighted on the table before him. He had put the place in order and was ready at last to leave for home. He drew together the papers on which he had been idly speculating, making estimates of his returns from the seasons shearing, and noting the increase over last years gains. The season had begun auspiciously. He swung quickly about in his chair as a slight sound came to him from the door. Autumn Dean stood there in her black riding habit, a russet scarf at her throat, the dim light casting little facets on her brown leather boots. Her hat was in her hand, and her hair had blown free. Her face was a glowing cameo against the outer darkness. Am I intruding? she asked, enOne of tering almost hesitatingly. your men told me I should find you here. Bruce got up hurriedly and drew out the other chair. A flush had mounted to his brows, and as he stood for a moment uncertainly before her, he drew his hand diffidently back across his hair. You certainly arent intruding, he said. I was just wasting time with figures. But wherever did you come from? She seated herself and tossed her hat upon the table. Out in the hills, she said. We had an early dinner, and I took a ride out for a look at the sheep. The men left for the range this morning. The evening was so soft and cool I just couldnt go indoors. I came deliberately to see you after I got back. You see Im a bold woman, Bruce! Im glad you are! Ive been as lonely as hell tonight With the men all gone Loneliness is in the air, I guess. The sound of that darn bell did for me. Bell? "That bell I got from Hector, you know. I gave it to a young Irish lad that father hired last week." You mean you sent that Basque bell of Hectors into the hills? Youd better not tell Hector that. Oh, I dont know. I think Hector would understand. That bell wasnt meant to hang in a drawing room." But its such a precious thing out on the range all summer It will come back. Its charmed. Anyhow I like the idea. Bruce lit a cigarette and Autumn, watching him, thought how wellshaped and brown his hands were. May I have one? she asked. Sorry, he apologized. You see, In spite of myself, I still think of you as the little schoolgirl I used to know. The one you fought for? she asked as she accepted a light The same, he replied. "Youll have to get over that, Im very Bruce, she told him. much grown up. Perhaps Im afraid of getting over it he said bluntly. Why? "Because as a woman youve been in my mind constantly ever since I saw you again that first night Bruce leaned forward slightly and looked directly into her eyes. Her glance fell slowly, and a line of quick pain appeared between her brows. "And that frightens you. Biuce? (TO HE COMIMLDJ t9. S Star Bast -- Films in the W est What to Call It? Watch Turns, Rudy! Ruth Wyeth Spears Ily Virginia Vale was a time when invitation extended to the motion picture industry by Mayor La Guardia of New York to move to that city would have produced at least a ripple of interest in Hollywood. But not now. The motion picture potentates THERE over the whiskers, then run both ends through the head and neck spools. Run one end through the two leg spools, then both through the body and one through the back spool. Twist together around the tail. NOTE: Readers who are now using Sewing Books No. 1, 2 and 3 will be happy to learn that No. 4 is ready for mailing; as well as the editions of No. 1, 2 and 3. Mrs. Spears has just made quilt block patterns for three designs selected from her favorite Early American quilts. You may have these patterns FREE with your order for four books. Price of books 10 cents each postpaid. Set of three quilt block patterns without books 10 cents. Send orders to Mrs. Spears, Drawer 10, Bedford Hills, New York. 10-ce- nt agree with the mayor when he says that New Yorks a city, that it is CO MANY readers have asked for more spool ideas after seeing the directions for spool shelves in Sewing Book No. 3, that I know you will love making these amusing toys. The two spools for the dolls arms are strung together with cord. Start with these, then bend the body wire over the center of the cord. 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