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Show . t UINTAH BASIN RECORD Gems of Thought 'T'HE hum of the wind in the treetops has always been f?ea-- r nd td: Alaska-bor- Cobuni. n daughter died with an un- sb raf who mmlng claim, returns North 1 Indian school. Aboard ship. Loyed by Eric (the Red) Eric-,- d it rescued by Sidney Lander. ' 5,000,. 'nacts his back on er merely turned Miss TeetzeL to stand for stuff e you going he demanded, towering in-lae with a quick flame of lighting up his eyes, nd me I could sense the last on the coast hope burning up I knew, when I that I was issuing an ulti- - AM! m . iht. ! inv I l.NG ( ic n. intend to," I quietly an- jon't si em o; flounced out of the Teetzel i il, ft. oriff jer, when we were alone, stood closer i over me. you into this," he said, It'i up to me to get you out ot i the conscious of his bigness as My my gaze lock with his. as the ut cf Im afraid, was a little :er, 1165, ess. eres nothing to be done about I told him. But deep in the of disaster I could feel a small of happiness at the thought was there to lean on. y not come back with me? ally Inquired. oat good would that do? I THE STORT SO FAR young mining engineer. Lander, working for the Trumbull company, which Is fighting Coburns claim, is engaged to Trumbull! daughter. Lander, Carol, and an abandoned Indian baby which his dog found, spend a INSTALLMENT V And Ruddy says on. SENT I felt less at sea after Doctor Ruddock had me write to the Territorial Commissioner (following up, I discovered,- a secret dispatch of his own) asking for a teachers position in the Matanuska Valley. When I heard, by that grapevine circuit which seems to operate in all frontier countries, that John Trumbull had visited the valley and that Barbara Trumbull had flown in to Anchorage, it seemed like echoes out of another world. Even when I heard that Lander had taken over the management of the Happy Day Mine and that he and Trumbull had fought a wordy battle on the open platform of Matanuska station, I failed to be as excited as when Katie told me that the little Indian girl from Iliamna, up In our improvised pest ward, wasnt going to die, after all. I kept waiting for my Commis- sioners report him. or coming together, J tien', he said, are things, he went on, easily talked about ot we can at least be honest each other, I announced, for ct had already 'told mt what as groping toward, es, we must be honest he Jd. And the unhappiness in his made my heart beat a little re Laki 111, r. OE it's time, I said, that came down to earth. hat do you mean by that? y grim-jawe- d companion, saw the girl back on the the girl you said good-An- d I can understand why nust play fair with her. nders glance came slowly back y face. ve been engaged to her, he quite simply, for over two o ex-m- (Jt $ I now. reached for a chair back, to at least managed iy myself, I ugh a little. I salcf, with my chin Thats fine, he echoed, plainly puz-b- y that lilting lightness of mine. Jf course, I maintained. For we can go on being good ds, without any worry or threat A complications." an we? he asked as his eyes more rested on my face, ood pals, I cried, to the end e trail. So lets shake hands on ie two failed to observe, as we shook is, that I bad to swallow a lump "7 throat. I "ould you mind telling me, when that was over, "just who me? r Cl s. is? wasnt easy for him, of course, faced it with a forlorn sort be asualness. hes Barbara Trumbull, "John Trumbulls he ex-e- d. daugh-W- e practically grew up togeth- f ihen you e must have a great deal mon. studied my face, as though In ch of second meanings, fa had, he Anally acknowl- - 3ot you talk of fighting her fa-- I reminded him. And I intend to fight him, said man beside me. shed feel things like that ddnt count between us. I spoke, after thinking this r. I was able to keep my voice by. How do you feel about it?" I rd. cant answer that, was Lan-- 1 You slightly retarded reply. she's coming to Alaska to get 6 straightened out. She doesnt se with her father that Ive been 3'al to the Trumbulls. "at also gave me a moment of aght. en she must be very fond of heard myself saying. that, however. Lander offered I 0 answer. I wrote back admitting my youth. rect. I also alluded to my physical sturdiness and my eagerness to work in the new field, with an underlined postscript announcing I was Alaska bora. And in the meantime both the calendar and the excitement of our little redskinned wards reminded us that Christmas was close at hand. Then came the second blow. For Katie and I, with Miss Teetzel still weak and crabby, did what we could to make the childrens holiday a happy one. We sent to Anchorage and for hard candy and sugar-cane- s colored candles and glitter-papand powdered mica. With my own hand I cut down a spruce tree and dragged It in over the hills. This, when duly Installed in the schoolroom we draped with strung popcorn and emblazoned with bits of ribbon and spangled with tin stars cut out of empty tomato cans, adding copious streamers of wrapping cord dyed red with beet Juice and snowy handfuls of absorbent purloined from the surgery. And over everything we sprinkled a generous glitter of powdered mica. It was all pathetically meager and But the raptness of the childrens eyes, as they stood and watched that tree, brought a lump to my throat. It paid for the long hours when Katie and I sat up wrapping oranges in red tissue paper, one for each child, and labeling the mitts and stockings and sweaters out of the community gift boxes from Seattle and Juneau. But my little In jins loved It all. On Christmas morning, in fact, when Turkey I appeared in pillow-stuffered, as Santa Claus, they got so excited we had to drape the schoolroom doors with blankets, to keep the noise from Miss Teetzel's disapproving ears. They put on paper My Lithats and sang Rock-a-bytle Owlet and Jingle Bells and even had a try at Handel's "While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks. which Katie and I found it expedient Then to finish out by ourselves. they made the rafters ring with er make-believ- e. "Al-ouett- e. But their little Indian souls eventuexally got so drunk on music and klutna didnt hem ease to bad we get rid of me so citement that " a 'I expected. Two And the days after down with a square dance. scene with the less been would have down acidulous Miss easing I was in my dire if a little Copper River brave interrupted n by Katie O'Connell. hadnt chased a still smaller Innuit CHAPTER VI ere in quarantine, she fire. I snatched one of the blankets draping the doors and tried to smother the flames. But it was too late. The blanket took fire. Even my Santa Claus gown started to burn, and I tore it off in the nick of time. I knew, as I did so, just what would happen to that old tinderbox of a building' if It ever got going. And I remembered there were six 'or seven helpless children up in the infirmary. Katie must have remembered the same thing, for she shouted for me to get up to those children while she got the milling and wailing schoolroom group safely out of the building. Even in the outer hall the smoke was thick as I raced for the Infirmary. There I caught up a wailing little redskin from the first bed, calling back for the others not to move as I ran for the door and hurried down the stairs to the west-en- d door, where Miss Teetzel, unexpectedly active and efficient, was commanding the bigger boys to clear out the building known as the Warehouse and spread blankets on the floor. Then I raced back for my second patient The smoke was thicker along the hall and stairway, and I found it harder to see. But I knew a surge of relief when Katie passed me, carrying a child in her arms. Two minutes later I was safely down the stairs with the third helpless tot in my arms. Miss Teetzel, as she took the patient from me, looked sharply into my sooty and reddened face. For the first time in my life I failed to see hate in her eyes. A village Indian whod been wasting water and energy as one of a bucket brigade tried to stop me as I started in through the door. He shouted that the stairs were on fire. But I pushed him to on side and raced up through the smoke. I found what was left of the children out of bed and huddled in one corner of the infirmary. There were four of them. They shrieked when they saw me, for Katie had given me a wet sheet with which to cover my head. That seemed to keep some of the smoke away and made it easier to breathe as I groped my way down with a little Nitchie in my arms. Again Miss Teetzel eyed me as I handed over another patient d No go back, a ragged bellowed at me as I faced the burning building. He stood there, blocking my way, with one hand clamped to either side of the door. It was Katies vigorous kick, coming down with a child In her arms, that sent him sprawling out on the ground and gave me gangway. I could hear the crackle of timber and see flames licking through the stair boards as I fought my way back to the infirmary. It would, I knew, be my last visit to that room. So I caught up the two remaining children, covering their heads with my wet sheet, and felt my way toward the halL Their weight, when I was so in want of breath, made me stagger. But they helped me, in their terror, by hanging on like leeches. I thought, for a moment, that I was going to faint I staggered down that runway of licking and dancing flames, with my shoes scorching from the heat and my lungs aching for one whiff of pure air. I had, by this time, no But sense of place or Erection. through the murk I could make out the pale oblong of the open door. Apd out through that open door I stumbled, stumbled straight into the arms of Katie OConnell, who huskias ly croaked, Glory be to God! she eased me down on the trodden dooryard snow and started flailing my burning clothes with the wet end of a blanket Then, for a minute or two, everything went black. When I opened my eyes Katie was trying to make me swallow a cupful of brandy and water. Thats the ticket, she said. Then she busied herself rubbing olive oil on my scorched hands and cheeks. I didnt know it at the time, but my eyelashes were missing and a goodly part of my front hair had gone glimmering. "Did I get them ail? I asked. It hurt me to talk, for my throat was sore from the smoke. sffirmed Ka"You did, it you. tie. "But nearly got And with that she picked me up in her arms and carried me to the improvised barracks that had once been our Warehouse, where a stove had been put up and floor bunks were arranged for the children. It wasnt long before Doctor Ruddock arrived on the scene. Hello, stoker," he said, blinking down at me. Then he stooped for a moment to take my pulse. "Youve got the stuff this country needs." Im ail right. I told him. "You must look after the children. half-bree- d I olght la a truck wnen a snowstorm traps them. But the next day Lander Is able to get them through. Miss Teetzel, head ol the school, who resents Carols youth. Is shocked, and says so. weve got to carry ror, that our tree was a tower of That report was neither prompt nor encouraging. It acknowledged they were in need of a teacher for Matanuska but that conditions were not suitable there for a young and inexperienced outsider. I wrote back admitting my youth but pointing out it was a defect der, after looking down at me which time would undoubtedly cor- oat must have been a full halite of silence, walked to the win-an- d then returned to my side, wouldnt do any good, he with just a trace of the color g from his face. Its all hap-- g a little too late." hats happening too late? I HEN? YMV-- blubber-eate- r from the Kuskokwim "with two cases of scarlet right Into our twinkling and glitterer In the infirmary. And Ruddy ing Christmas tree. That collision ,s,yu Can't walk out on him. overturned one of the lighted canTeetzel." I dles. V reminded her, a otherwise. 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Design No. 8814 is one of those slick, immaculately tailored styles that form the backbone of a busy womans wardrobe the And the lines of stitching, corners of the the turned-dow- n IF 1 .v. A w. Zk V.W. CAROLYN Az LEE town of Martins toddled up to a man, a stranger and he just happened to be a movie executive. He let her lead him to her mother and a screen test and a bit in Honeymoon in Bali resulted. Ferry, Ohio. She Ip v, year-roun- d. Fibber McGee and Molly have In been signed by RKO to a picture with Edgar Bergen and Charlie McCarthy; the picture, a feature film, will be produced by David Hempstead, who produced Ginger Rogers Kitty Foyle. co-st- ar Jlsk Me Another. - Maureen OHara, star from Ireland who is now at work In the leading feminine role of They Met in Argentina, recently bade farewell to her mother with the injunction to bring back a bit of the old sod and a shamrock. Mrs. Fitzsimmons sailed for Lisbon, but expects to return soon with another gifted daughter. 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