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Show The Cache American. Lojran. Cache County. Utah VHAR.OLD rage Glittering Jackets and Blouses Team Well With Slim Dark Skirts CHANNING WIR W.N.UR.LltAJC I.EW Bl'RNET, rldlni bark U tootbrn Tern Iron hi Wyoming riKk la lk (print at I7J, tnrrti na old trappar, HILLY NICKLE, ho IrUa him that tha bank at Oi Bow baa bar robbrd. Ha alia tayi that TOM ARNOLD, ewaar al tba Croat T ranrfc, la planning to mova hii bard la Wyoming, and blnu that Tom trill naad a trail boat. Willy volraa hta dlalika ol CLAY MANNING, raarb for-ma- n. On Uia aicht at tba robbary, Willy Tom't ton. STEVE ARaaya ba NOLD, riding Hllb lour atraagara. Willy alto manUona that tama gang la auallng boraat from tba Croat T bard. Laatly, Willy UUa Law that JOT ARNOLD baa aot yet marrlad bar taaca. Clay ua Manning. CHAPTER n Lew reflected that be needed only cattle or money to stock his Wyoming ranch. . . . That brought him d back to Tom Arnolds letter, and wondering, sure ot one thing. Tom's promises were never small. You come south and boas this trail drive for me, the letter said, and Ill make you a proposition." Al always when riding the Little Comanche certain familiar landmarks rose ahead, each one with a special meaning, and he could see in them the ten years he bad spent here, ever since he was a homeless, drifting kid of fourteen and Tom Arnold had taken him In. lie could see those growing years of school and ranch life and the close, wild companionship of Three Apaches himself and Joy and Steve. In his young way then he had thought it would go on like that as long as they lived. The three of them would always be together. Even earlier In that evening of the Ox Bow dance, a year ago, there had been nothing to warn him. That was why it had struck so hard. He remembered Joys strange silence on the ride home, with Clay Manning holding his horse close to her stirrup, his talk and laughter even more gusty than usual; and then the secret that had burst from him against Joys sudden protest, No. Clay! Not yet! But Clay had said, Why not? Ill tell the whole world, honey, youre going to be my wife! He remembered how that word wife had struck into his brain. She was only a little girll But then he had looked across his saddle at her in a new way, brought by that word, and she was no longer a little girl; she was a woman, nineteen, ready to marry a man. Something had ended for him that night, something he had taken for granted and counted on, unknowingly, until it was suddenly gone. He had tried to fill that gap with a new life in Wyoming and knew now that he never could. It was not only Joy, he realized. It was what the three of them had had together, himself and Joy and Steve. Guardedly, with all his alert senses centered on the dark choked growth of Crazy Womans mouth, he moved across the narrow entrance at a slow pace, watching for signs. Then in a sand wash below the opening he came upon a swath of tracks and halted to read them with a detailed care. They were all of horses, unshod, all going into Crazy Woman, none coming out. That would have been the bunch, he Judged, which old Willy Nickle had told about last night. At least twenty in the herd. He urged his black horse forward, and in another hour, when a patch of willow at Ten Mile Spring blocked the way, it was his eagerness that made him cut into an opening through the trunks instead of going around. He knew instantly it was a mistake. Nothing had warned him. This was an isolated five acres of growth on the barren valley floor. But it was also, he saw at once, an ideal lookout post for the men stationed here. His first urge was to rein back and make a run. Yet it was already too late for that Four men had spread out in a little clearing directly ahead of him, hands close to their holstered guns. And then, even as the urge ran through him and was gone, he knew that whatever game he was to play here on the Little Comanche would have to open some time. He might as well open pux-gle- it now. He rode in and stepped down from his saddle, while the outspread four closed in again to face him across the ashes of their camp. He nodded. How are you, gentlemen? Had my eyes peeled for bucks and feath- ers. Glad to see white men again. He jerked his head south. Maybe you can tell me how far to Ox Bow town? That eased them. It placed him as a stranger. He saw the tight readiness go out of their arms a little. One asked, You headed for Ox Bow? And beyond," he said. He pulled out his pipe and loaded it, explaining, Been coming down the trail. Squatting, he searched the ashes for a live coal. He found the ashes warm with a bed of fire underneath. So these men had cooked a noon meal here and were waiting for what? Rising, he faced the one man who had spoken. Whats the brand on this range? The answer came gruffly, Cross T. Know it? He shook his head. New to me. The man was hard to place, squat and powerfully built, over a pugnacious jaw, shrewd gray eyes. There was the look of the cattleman about him, except for his hands. Even gloves could not have protected them so much from the calluses and burns of a cowman's rope. They were soft; the skin above bis wrists wss white. The squat man sked, What outblack-bearde- d fit? Circle Dot, Lew said, naming a brand far to the south. He saw the gray eyes hold a moment's speculation, move to the other three men and pause, and there seemed a silent question asked and answered. They came back then, You veiled behind drooping lids. looking for a trail job? No, not yet, I aim to get my He old one with the Circle Dot knocked out his pipe and put It in the side pocket of his rawhide coat, standing there afterward with the thumb of his right hand hooked over the pocket edge. If youve been north three times and know enough," the man suggested, maybe you can get a better deal here. What routes do you Seven By CI1F.KIK NICHOLAS rider entered with no sign! someone wholly familiar in the camp. better He twisted his head for look, but could see no more than dim shape of man and animal blended together. A voice growled. Youre latel litThe blended ahape moved tle. The rider's answer seemed forced out of him in a desperate way: "You're lucky I came at alii I told you last night thered toe no FIRST-AI- D th r-f- Owl-Hea- ; - AILING HOUSE more!" Something cold and hard tightened down the long length of his body. Hed recognize this voice anywhere. Clay Manning! Ive filled your bargain. I'm through! You think so!" There was a shifting movement of the dim figWe ures standing on the ground. dont Quit now and you know what happens." "Thats what I rode to tell you. and the voice Clay Mannings blurred whirling of his horse came In the same Instant "Not tonlghtl" One of the group yelled, "Stop him! and a gun's yellow flame streaked across the dark. But the crash of Clay Mannings horse know? "My own, he said and smiled through the willows continued, and faintly, And that knowledge comes then he was running free down the valley floor. high." The men made a quick shuttling "Keep it then!" Sure. Im not asking you for a movement among the trees; Lew Job. Puzzled, he turned away. He heard the slap of saddles and cinch had thought this was a camp of leather. Then someone came and horse thieves. bent over him, jerked at the knots, "Well, 1 11 tell you." The decitesting them, and without a word ran back. The horses were visible sion came slowly, still with a guardWe need a good now and the shapes of the riders ed reluctance. man. We're shorthanded on a herd swinging up. He heard a moments starting north tomorrow. The right mutter of talk, like a plan being kind can draw seventy a month. made and changed and suddenly That was almost double the usual decided upon. Bolting from the wage. Lew grinned. "Whats wrong camp, they, too, aimed their headwith the color of your herd?" long run toward the south. Nothing. It goes out of here with Twisting, he made another savage a clean bill of sale. Were traveling attempt to loosen the ropes until fast, thats all. Im willing to pay the breath went out of him in a for a man who knows some short gasp of their cutting pain. And cuts. when he dropped back again, face I see. He had his information, a up, a man was standing over him big herd, going north tomorrow to in the dark. "Thought so!" said old, Willy Nickle and came silently forward. Fixin to get yourself rubbed out, so you were. Dont you never take an old coon's advice, no sirred" The sharp blade of his scalping knife parted the loops of rope. Forcing his stiffened body up onto legs that had gone numb. Lew said, He threw open I had to know. the camp bedrolls until he found one where his gun had been hidden. "So you did," old Willy admitted. He wiped the knife on his greased Seems like I was watchsleeve. ing from the rims. Saw you come in here. Never saw you come out. But didnt them five go south in a hurry? And what for? Lew asked. You dont know? His horse was in the willows, the pack mule near by. He was up in his saddle when old Willy answered, Couldnt say. Was a fire off south after sundown, too far to tell what." Lew nodded. The horse was movBehind him Willy Nickle ing. warned, They'll lift your hair yet, boy. You better watch! Then the blacks strong lunge carried him beyond the spring and he was out on the open valley floor, running, with the mule trailing somewhere in the dark. He wat soon at the Cross T. His sense of everything wrong here settled upon him with a heavy weight; the empty corrals, the silence, the absence of Cross T men. The faint slit ot light widened a little. Nobody asked yon to talk so "Who is it? The demand came out. tnnch! Now then, schools quick and sharp, hardly more than a tight whisper. Ogallala or beyond. He turned himHe didnt move. Joy! self a little, facing squarely toward Lew! The door swung back. She Its a the four bunched men. made a small dark figure rushing tempting offer. But I guess not" He saw their quick suspicion and toward him. He caught her and her arms went the move that all four started to make. But his own right hand around him and clung with somehooked on his coat pocket had only thing desperate and almost fierce in Lew! she said again. to drop slightly and the gun came their grip. I of his And believe it! cant then, curved in the fingers. grip up Holding her, all the month-lon- g Under its level aim the group froze. Dryly he said, Nobody asked ache was swept from his body. His It was like you to talk so much! Now then, tiredness was gone. hunger satisfied. She moved first, schools out. he drawing away, and he asked, "Joy, backward slowly, Moving reached around with his left hand whats happened? "I dont know! The fear he had for the bridle reins of his horse. He watched the four men. They held quieted broke into her quickened their hands rigidly away from their voice again. Our grass stacks were burned late this afternoon, and a guns. His groping fingers touched the little while ago Clay rode in and reins smooth leather. He heard the said something to Dad. I didnt animals nostrils rattle in a snort, hear. But all the men went with felt a quick pull, yet could not take him. "Where? his eyes from the men. He startDown the valley. Our trail herds when a ed to say, "Easy, boy rope slapped out of the air behind been gathered there on the flats. Are you He took her hands. him, pinned his arms and jerked alone? him over backward to the ground. No. here. Afterward, coming out of the sudThen Ive got to go. I can help. den darkness that a downward blow But I havent She gripped him. against his jaw had brought, he felt first the dull ache where he had been even seen you! Wait, Lew. Wait a struck and then the tight rope that little A sudden burst of gunfire rattled held him. He was lying off at one side of the camp, where they had in the distance. A rumble like far-of- f thunder trembled up from the bound him with the thoroughness of In the first moments experts, ankles together, hands tied valley mouth. behind his back, a length of rope of running his horse beyond the he couldnt place snubbing him close to the trunk of a ranch buildings tree. All five were crouched now at the direction of that low rumble. He veered off to cut in at the the ashes of their fire, again in that head of the stampede, drawing his attitude of waiting. It was still another moment be- gun. A dust fogofrolled out to meet horns and hoofs fore he caught the drumming run him; the clack of perhaps of a horse. Unchecked, the rush of and the heavy breathing hoofbeats aimed in toward the wil- four thousand animals swept asidp when they every other sound. only lows. slowing (TO BE CONTINUED! reached the outer edge. Then the O hf Roger Jloftr B. B Whitman Whitman WNV Ftaturai, Question: Do you think an oil range, rugs and fumltura for could be stored in a barn without any harm coming to them? Should anything be done beside covering the things with heavy quilts? , Answer: A barn la not the best place in which to store furniture. But if it Is the only available place, put the furniture, etc., high off the floor, preferably In the hayloft. If there is one. Wax the wood parts of the furniture, and cover wcU to protect It from dust The unpainted parta of the stove and heater should be given a coating of light oil to retard rusting. Rugs should be cleaned, well sprinkled with anti-mopreparations and tightly sealed In strong paper. oil-sto- well-care- A x STORAGE IN A BARN ... d th FASHIONS new favorite, the sep- arate top for evening, provides a lovely way to stretch your dress-uwardrobe so that it will sparkle p Odor of Dampness Question: Is there any way to get the smell of dampness out ot a wooden clapboard house? The odor seems to rise from the cellar, although the cellar seems to be perfectly dry. The house was closed for three months while we were away. There was a slight mildew on the books when we returned; s. this was wiped off but the odor per-list- Answer: If the odor comes from the cellar, scrub all the walls, posts and floor with a hot washing-sodsolution about a cupful in a pail a water. Then rinse with clear water. Ventilate the cellar well, and sprinkle generous quantities of chloride of lime around the edges of the floor. All mildewed books and furniture should be given a thorough airing outdoors in the sun. With your heating plant going, the dampness and odor ought to dry up and disappear very soon. It also would help to place several pounds of calcium chloride in a wire basket, standing it on a pail to absorb the moisture from the air. of VERY DRY IIOUSE AIR your way brightly through the holiday festivities. Charming little dressy jackets and blouses are designed this year in a wide variety of handsome formal rayon fabrics to give you plenty of changes to team with your simple g long or short skirts. glitter touches and flattering color combinations add dramatically to the gala effect Because these dazzling tops" are smart for so many occasions, designers have produced a large collection made up of diversified types. Flattering tuck-i- n blouses are done on both and frankly dressy lines, in such flashing novelty weaves as striped lames, rayon chiffons, and metal-sho- t rayon taffetas. They are also made of lovely soft draping classic rayon glamour fabrics, such as fine rich dull crepes, jersies, satins (so smart this season) and laces, the latter especially lovely in Chantilly or point desprit types. These styles may have very short sleeves or wrist-lengtand they show many varied necklines from the new deep or square contour to high round collarless buttoning in back or the flatshirtwaist tering brilliant-buttone- d necks. blouse at the The gay dress-utop in the picture sponsors the new high round neckline fastened at the back. Jet nailheads, starred in a scattered patterning against vivid cerise rayon crepe, achieve a brilliant and entrancing effect. Great originality is shown in the use of discreet trimming touches. Dull white paillettes, for instance, are exquisitely applied to fine snow-whit- e rayon chiffon, for an effect that is at once rich and delicate. Glistening bands of sequin, bead and metal embroidery add excitement to many styles, edging necklines and h seml-tailore- d rayon-and-met- metal-patterne- d h e Question: Would it be beneficial (o keep the three upstairs bathtubs full of water to Increase the humidity in the very dry atmosphere of our house? Answer: Little benefit would be derived by filling the tubs. Water must be hot so that the vapor rising from it could be easily absorbed by the air, or else the water must be broken up by some mechanical force Into fine misty particles for easy absorption. p Jade Velveteen h crush-resista- on multi-co- d soot-blac- k d , Released by Western Newspaper Union, j Chic Black Gowns With Sheer Yokes "noth-ing-to-we- ar serve at least one dressy black' The type smartly In fashion' this season is the simple sheath- narrow street-lengt- h black dress that has a transparent yoke or bodice top.! The best dressed women are goiqg! all-ofor black, through and through. They like the yokes and1 transparent shoulder insets that are' made of sheerest of sheer black marquisette that has a dazzle-dus- t; of jet all over it Throughout the yoke part itself the sequins are often1 sprinkled sparingly in contrast to a bordering of intricately worked Jets Even young girls, passementerie. are wearing these jet sparkling' sheer-yoke- d blacks, topping them pff! with adorable caps or bonnets of jet.1 Contrasting pastel marquisette tops.' are also in favor, worked with deli- -' cate self-colbeads. gown. rust-removi- ut h; quick-dryin- Mending Earthenware Vase Question: What kind of cement could I use to mend a large earthenware vase used in a garden and lubject to all kinds of weather? Answer: An excellent cement is made by mixing equal parts of litharge and powdered red lead, then adding glycerin to make a paste. This is slow drying, but dries very aard. Condensation on Windows Question: Every winter I have rouble with condensation on my Is there iteel casement windows. tny remedy for this condition? storm sash Answer: Snug-fittins usually a good remedy for Frequent ventilation also nay help. ed A perfect way to escape the lament when the un- -' expected happens in way of an invi! tation to a formal or perhaps not, so formal affair, is to have in re-- j Rusty Trunk Question: How can I remove rust from the outside metal of a trunk? Answer: Rub with fine steel wool or sandpaper and either kerosene or a liquid that you can get at an automobile supply store. After cleaning, wipe with benzine to take off all traces of the oil, being very careful of fire. You then can refinish with spar var-aisor, If you want color, use a g enamel. Rusty Oil Stoves Question: I have several oil heat- rs that have become quite rusty, jut otherwise are usable. What type paint could I use to repaint them? Answer: First, clean off the rust with steel wool and then wipe off the lust with turpentine. You then can paint the heaters with a black, heat- resisting stovepipe enamel. front closings of Russian or Chinese-Inspire- d creations or outlining yokel and waistlines. Dainty rhinestones,' also jet and sequin patternings, scintillate against both fine rayon crepe and diaphanous rayon lace, in ultra feminine ruffly blouses, while buttons and pocket trims are seen on tailored rayon crepe or satin styles that combine aa readily with a trim daytime suit aa evening they will with a skirt. Luscious rayon fabrics ot both coat and dress weights, including velvets in black or deep Jewel tones, decorative mate-iass- e crepes, rich failles and benga-line- s, the new heavier weight satins and soft textured spun rayon tapestry effects are all in demand this season for the making of the important styling jacket or blouse. These rich rayons make the ideal background for the dazzling jeweled motifs that are now being lavished on jacket fronts or shoulder yokes. The gleam of lor bead and sequin floral or. fruit designs against rayon velvet is crepe or especially effective, and designers are playing it up to a finish. An enchanting "after-fiv- e Jacket designed to top the slim dark skirt is pictured to the left in the group' Here brilliant red seillustrated. quin cherries sparkle against a background of fine black rayon crepe.; Note the new cardigan and large buttons. For the glamorous jacket to the right,1 which may be worn with or without a hat for any occasion after dark,! shining sequins in exquisite pastel tones are used artistically against the rich raised patterning of the matelasse background. Formal Dress-UDickeys' Drama Ensemble. to Bring p Its the "big moment for dickers, Velveteen is making a grand show- right now, so follow your urge to1 new dickey every time you! ing this year. The dresses made of buy a one see that strikes your fancy. This' most in the are colors, it ravishing which is one of the reasons why season its the formal dressy dickey! these gay and lovely frocks are cre- that is bringing drama into the fash-- ! ion picture. A dickey youll adofe ating such a furore among party-goin- g s and the college set is made of marquisette, also of orThis season fancy turns to greens, gandy, in delectable pastel pinks, and jade green is the favorite of blues, pale greens or lavender.1 r, These are all sparkly, them all. The smart, simply-style- d velveteen dress shown is done in a starred with wee pinpricks of glit-- : Then theres the gala-typ- e fascinating jade green, with hat ac- ter. Accessories dickey made of metal brocade. Excurately of a deep bottle green complete the clusive looking is the black alencon- -' It is dresses of this type lace dickey sprinkled with Jet ensemble. hits beads, also the black chantilly lace type that will make sure-fir- e with the boys on furlough. Perfect dickey with a frilly lace jabot Fur dickeys are newest of alt for any special date! teen-ager- all-ove- color-matche- |