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Show Kathleen Norris Says: MARY FAR: Thunder- - 0BI THUS ever foaled it white horse He ranch In Wyoming. hadTto hi feat grandslre, ". staUion. Hi. ien McLaughlin, hopes that Thun-entere- d a famous racer. at a fall race meet fast but 1. hard to H, u very Ken father, ob McLaughlin. and goes nnst of his horses 1. Financial worries raising- Rob and his a a rift between reconciled. Ken but they are Thunderhead to the race. a mother she will soon be i Jbat XXI CHAPTER was e no riding; and there tfior couch with wheels on under the pergola where not doing ir many hours, behind her hands clasped or the the on sky her eyes Often the hair of her Us. darkened with sweat, and Ell MWI Regi fCBAJ kCi Bt! beads on her upper hands were not steady, jther had called both boys oon after they got home aid with his harshest voice ercest eyes, "Dont do any-- i summer that will cause her trouble or pain or the e tiny ier U But It was not until that draw was finished and another one as well, and all the hay put up, that Rob Me- Laughlin said the boys could have the rest of the summer to do as they pleased in. Rest? There wasnt anv ren September was here, and there were only four days before the date for which Howards return accommodations had been taken. But four days was twice as much they would need. So they announced that they were off for a camping trip, and Nell put up provisions for them, and Thunderhead and Flicka were hung with bags, rifles, slickers, frying pans, and the boys rode away up the Saddle Back. Under their feet the bare rolling hills and soft burned grass beyond, Buckhorn Mountains, a wilderness of forests and peaks. And an infinite distance away and above, as if born up on the lower crests, a gleaming shape misted in clouds the Thunderer beckoning to them! And how eagerly they answered. Not the antelope nor the jackrab-bit- s fled more swiftly over the plains than the four young things, wild with ietyl he and Howard had Afterwards, instantly. ir, at each other with look. This was mustnt be forgotten, sure meant what he looked houghtful It cn ther coming home had been excitement, because At least he was when Ken first saw him I the train and riding home ir telling his mother and tags about the school in a ce that never slipped up He was in his gray tweed the Fedora didnt look s How-change- d. ivr 0 fan face now. his 1 shirt and bluett hanging out of pocket, Ken began to feel y with him. And next day lopped sitting gravely with r and father and began to n and wrestle with him. ie third day they started to other things. Ken made aintsnce of Howards two ids at school, Jake who was star, and Bugs. And in told Howard all about his lie Valley of the Eagles, tised to take Howard there is there was a chance, and belt and pulled up his i showed him the scar from I talons. It was still im- got Into a a bandana ie ttsfm a Istq n i gros tfw I fui bout g S 7) 5 Howard! Gee! now, Some-iu- st cant believe it. what? its all turning out to be it Thunderhead. Why you dope what fun be if it wasnt real? believe I dunno you Just pretending about not! Ken was that. How you can ing a thing in a real way about it nearly all the time, is more of a dream than so that when it suddenly oe and has to be geared in course bout ial entrance arrangements, It scales, and shipping much of a s 15 or shock as if it to really expected was letnni melM cted hours and dates events, ibing squinting one eye, the other, making a hawk boating high up move from of a cloud to the other. w get to Saginaw Falls h id Inehiirf rocen 'ge these to heavy shoes he i held s face and finger in light aluminum shoes el so light on his feet hell "e wind." t WJ he 0 "grtnS exduslt loon a the air looked to one and then the other, if Charley Sargent buys plus hay and sends it down lw Falls for the race, then lead wont have to change rent kind of from what t. Besides,hayCharley can irot,S atlone BUI safe other I u htf there for fifty dollars !ail so. Mountain hay is and down there theyll pay it will give better chance. But can beat Thunderhead! on suddenly Into one of his 0 colling over back-tryin- g to stand on his they think gs .you do that? said Howard He 'got up slowly, head with ease and then lay down and :uousiy. bis again. 5 ed at such childish-w- e shall go down Valley of the Eagles? bsoon. Golly I hope that oagle is there! Id like um back for what he did ay! When !be we could go Wt inly?, 1 unf IBlOJl lsri H iusd ion 2 i'Ar . )btr, tin a ig 5, If ( say a this week- - thing about said Howard, going, worry mother. Just for a tamping trip. Bu I bet dad wont e off tiu 7 give wevi finished Howard looked at his up( d better hop io.t.- - - ---- c You goof! Do yon expect Hah! to look like him? excitement and freedom, galloping south with yells and shouts and pounding hoofs, and their faces cold in a wind that was sharp and sweet with snow. From the moment of leaving the ranch Thunderhead was in a state of intense excitement. And when they had climbed the Saddle Back and headed south, his wild eyes and his nostrils and his pricked ears never ceased exploring those mountains ahead of them. His mountains! His valley! from which high fences and stern masters had kept him for a year. He was hard to hold when the smell of the river reached them. Ken let him go and he galloped on the little trail he had made himself until they rounded the hill and the Silver Plume river came into view. While the horses watered, the boys debated whether they should stop and fish, or try to complete the trip that night; and because of Howard's limited time decided on the latter. Thunderhead took the lead and mountains. He they plunged into the was filled with a fiery and masterful energy. He had never forgotten;to and now that the way was open his inherited destiny, he was ready conand eager for it. His stallions at last. sciousness had come of age the It was already twilight in oversome of the under and gorge; trees the hanging cliffs and great But Thundarkness. into led trail the derhead went swiftly; and when to pause and look and stopped boys exclaim at the plunge of the great waterfalls or the foaming cauldrons shoe struck of Whitewater, his iron his striand the rock impatiently, roar thunderous the dent neigh tore river. of the The scent was getting strongerIt with joy. and it maddened him of a life, was the scent of a destiny For emotion. overwhelming of an or running saddle not under the in around a track, but here whole exist-enc- e his lay these mountains flame and he had carried the for a year. consciousness his of it in camp That evening they pitched not far from e grounds in the park-likrampart. the base of the valley the obe-dient- Sderhead below did not lie down camp horse and sleep as a yngwho no longe horses, older Only pains, sleep standing stood S thefr lect Bul Thunderhead rU SI long, hi. bod, that rampart and the pass to valley, his ears pricked sound. catch the faintest when n immediately It He knew of mares a group dawn, Vco..-itoa.hroghthP 1" Virod .nd OHARA u. FEATURtSdh Learning to Forgive 1 Bell Syndicate. his picket rope and stood there paw-- j tng impatiently, nickering again and again. Flicka woke up and was also s lzed by excitement of meeting s.ranger. WNU Salt sometimes curdles milk, so in making milk sauces, porridge, and the like, add the salt last. Feature. Although plywood is an excellent base for linoleum it is not satisfactory as a flooring material. Thunderhead ran around the circle allowed him by his picket rope. He backed away, lowered his head and gave it a few shakes, pull- mg at the rope. But his had been thorough. It was training now almost a physical for impossibility him to fight a head He rope. plunged a bit, and then reared up, pawing the air. When he came down he whirled and looked at those mares again just dark shadows KerTstood still, appalled by the acturealization that the horse had mares. of the ally taken possession obedience, They gave him complete within him power electric the if as into a unit of had welded them all and master. which he was head forward again. Suddenly Ken ran Come, boy! ..oh Thunderhead! breakfast! your get Come 0ats. Ken! rang out be"Hey Ken! up?" "Whats hind him. Ken As Howard came running, Howard speechlessly. him looked at Thunderhead driving the mares trough the gap. and he too halted. (TO BK CONTINUED) Highest Prices Paid for HIDES, SHEEP PELTS, FURS Food spilled in the refrigerator should be wiped up at once. Wait and the acid may eat the porcelain glaze. AND WOOL Call or See Nearest Branch Always open a can of asparagus in g DEER HIDES WANTED Nail a piece of molding in con trasting color to the edge of the shelves of your linen closet for an enhancing effect. the vague gray dawn then he dropped his muzzle to earth, placed one forefoot on the rope, with a little fling of his head got it between his teeth and bit it through as neatly as he had bitten off the leg of the eagle. With an eager neigh he trotted off toward the mares, leaving Flicka Impatient and unhappy. Dickering lonesomely, but too docile to attempt escape. Ken had been dreaming all night of the playful nickering of horses. He dreamed he was riding Thunderhead on the range in a band of yearlings, but why did they keep nickering so? What was attracting their attention? There came an uneasiness into the dream. The nickering persisted but, as if attempting to present a plausible explanation, the dream changed rapidly. Now he was riding Flicka in the brood mare bunch. And now he was riding in the corrals on the day of the weaning, for that was surely the nickering of young colts Kens dreams becams still more uneasy, and he sat up suddenly and saw the dawn and knew where he was and could not understand why the nickering continued even now that the dream was ended. There was one dazed minute in which he sat there, collecting his wits, brushing the sleep and the hair out of his eyes, and then he realized that off near the rampart was a group of mares and colts with a white horse among them, and that the nickering came from them. It was just what he had seen on his former visit to the valley except that this was only a small number of mares; and the Albino, for some reason or other, was not behaving like a sensible stallion but was rearing, squealing, whirling around to face first this one then the other, in fact was a living coil of movement and excitement.- But there was nickering closer at hand too, and suddenly Ken became anxious lest Thunderhead and Flicka should be excited by the proximity of strange mares and break away from their picket lines. He flung back his blankets, leaped out of them and ran down stream. It brought him up sharp to see only one horse there. Flicka hardly paid any attention to his arrival. Her ears were pricked toward those strange mares, and she pawed the ground, and it was her nickering that had aroused him. In a daze, Ken picked up the second picket rope and looked at the end of It. Bitten clean through. He dropped it and rubbed his hand through his hair. That was Thunderhead over there with the mares No wonder then, not the Albino! he had behaved peculiarly. Thunderhead with mares at last! Kens mind began to labor. He must be got away from them im mediately! The Albino might come out through the pass, looking for And suddenly nearthose mares. panic seized Ken. The race so near! And the least injury to Thunderhead at this late date might make it impossible for him to run. Now he thought fast. He picked half full of oats and up a nose-bawalked very quietly over toward the mares. As he drew near, he called Thunderhead softly and held out the nose, oats made bag and shook it. The a rustling sound. That was enough, as a rule, to draw twenty horses at But Thunderhead merely a run. turned his head to glance at him, then gave his attention to the mares he would drop again. Now and then halfhis nose to the ground and them at mares plunging the circle turning, dodging, snaking them. It looked as if he were going to round Ken became more them up! alarmed. If he rounded them up hed go hed get them going and would be and it along with them, still harder to catch him! "Here Boy! Here Thunderhead! oats Come along, boy. Heres your OATS! Thunderhead! Oats, Thunderhead paid no attention. he With more determination now, He whipped mares. the at drove around them, got them moving, the cleft In the drove them toward Attention Hunters! CO. UTAH at the bottom end. In this way asparagus can be removed from Ogden the can without breaking tender tips at top. Garland SALT LAKE CITY Logan - UTAH He looks with curiosity, annoyance, and even jealousy while you care for his son." By KATHLEEN NORRIS soldiers are going to a great many when they come OUR back from the battlefronts. One of these is forgiveness. Forgive them! you say What on earth indignantly. have we to forgive them! Our heroes, who have faced dangers, homesickness, seasickness, boredom, wounds, cold and heat, epidemics and insects and fatigue and you say forgive them! t cry the mothers and wives of America, "were going to give them the most royal welcome returning boys ever had; were planning meals that will build up those hospital-waste- d bodies and those limbs thinned in jungle heat! They are going to be lords of the earth when they come home! And just the same I say, "Forgive them. Forgive them their bitterness their scorn. Theyll look ' at the prettiness and safety of home life with weary contemptuous eyes. Its doggoned important, is it? that wedding announcements are engraved rather than printed? Weve got to have parsley on that, have we, Ma? It broke up Bettys life that I forgot that that fool girl telephoned her, did it? They Hope to Shock Tou. Forgive them their politics. They wont know what they think, but theyll be positive with criticisms, opinions, discussion of socialism, communism, labor rights, rights of and they will take great pains to say what they hope will shock you. Nothing will be sacred to them in conversation at least and if you hold for the preservation of marriage ties, theyll argue for license and free love. Forgive them their strangeness. Youre accustomed to the daily home events. You love the baby so much having loved him all those months for both father and mother that the trouble that Is a baby is no trouble to you. With Tom its different. He looks on with curiosity, annoyance, and even jealousy while you care for his son. Do you have to run upstairs every time the kid yips? Does he always smear himself up that way at meals? Cant we leave him with a neighbor one week-en- d and go off for one of our old good times? Youll have to forgive him that. Forgive them their uselessness. To some of them this terrible experiment of war has come just at the wrong time. Its hard to go back into college, iis harder still to get Into employment for which theyre not fitted. They will drift. The big boy just out of uniform will come down late to breakfast and little sister will look questioningly at you. Is she supposed to hang around until 10 oclock to cook eggs for Billy? You will suggest to him that he might like to see Uncle Joe about going into the paper mill, or Cousin Roger about a job at the hotel. He will nod, his mouth full of your good waffles, but he wont go to see either. A spring has been broken in his young fine make-up- , and it may be months before that spring is re- "Why, READJUSTMENT TO PEACE Wives, mothers and friends of returning veterans find that the young men they used to know and love have come back strangely different. They are bitter and cynical often. They are unsettled, difficult, touchy. They want to be shocking in ideas, attitudes and speech, in many cases. They are difficult to live with. Many wont fit into any job. They just sit around the house, morose and dull, or else garrulous. Going back to school under the G. I. Bill of Rights doesn't look attractive to many men. There just doesnt seem to be anything they really want to do. Some have gnawing consciences about incidents while they were away. Maybe they got involved in some black market deal. A number have been unfaithful to their wives while enduring the loneliness and misery of war in distant lands. All this. Miss Norris says, must be forgiven. These men have survived terrible experiences, particularly horrible to young, impressionable soldiers. Look! Muffins made with Peanut Butter! (No shortening and only Vs cup sugar) If youd like to try something brand new in muffins thats truly delicious and saves on shortening, too try Kelloggs new Peanut Butter Muffins. You'll love their flavor. Youll love, too, the tender, texture of bran muffins made with IS For Kellogg's milled extra-fin- for golden softness. e cup peanut butter and stir only until flour disappears. Fill greased muffin pans full and bake in moderately hot oven (400F.) about 30 minutes. Makes 10 tender, tasty muffins. . cup Kelloggs cup sifted flour 1 cup sugar well beaten 1 tablespoon X baking powder cup mine teaspoon salt Blend peanut butter and sugar thoroughly; stir in egg, milk and kellogg'8 Let soak until most of moisture is taken up. Sift flopr with baking powder and salt; add to first mixture 1 egg, all-bra- n. two-thir- ds Good Nutrition, tool Is made from the vital oute of finest wheat contains concentration of th protective food elementa found In all-bra- LAYERS the whole sralp. One-hal- f cup provides over H your dally minimum need for iron. Serve all-bra- KellogireJ n daily I tire-some- ly built, and he is geared to normal home life again. Recovery is Slow. Forgive him, you mothers of wounded boys, his hypochrondia. Hes been hurt, patched, bandaged, hes been in splints or on crutches; his young blood and young courage and young strength has been drained away from him, and he cant regain what he has lost in a hurry. Hell be fretful, talk symptoms, bore you all with his phyical history. Not for long, but until he gets on his feet. In nerves and mind and soul and body again. And finally, some of you wives forgive him that he put someone else in your place, for awhile. In loneliness and distance men need women for comfort, and when any friendly, attractive woman is near, home seems very far away. When he comes back to you, and perhaps blurts out his regret and his surprise at what he did, forgive him then. It is part of the total world ruin of war that so many wives find it impossible to forgive this one thing. But it isnt the worst offense a tired, lonely, hungry, despair ing man ever committed. Cruelty and Injustice and abuse of power these crimes leave deep scars. But reaching out wearily for companion ship and affection, when the home affection and companionship for which he longs is not accessible, this Is some thing to be forgiven and forgotten. As we forgive those who trespass against us, we all are to be forgiven some day. Lay up in the spiritual banks for yourself an emergency fund pf divine forgiveness. Lets Finish It Buy Victory Bonds! Yes! Sweeter, Tastier Bread With FLEISCHMANNS This active fresh yeast goes right to work, gives you full value because its full strength. And bread made with Fleischmanns active fresh Yeast tastes sweeter, is lighter, more tender. If you bake at home Get Fleischmann's active fresh Yeast with the familiar yellow label Americas dependable yeast favorite for over three generations. MUSCLES that Build on SLOANS Sloan's taluteithe building trades, the men who work with brick and brush, lumber and steel. Their muscles strain that we may have hemes, schools, churches, theaters and factories. To tho dignity of their labor, we pay rospoct. 4 v.- FOOD NEEDS STILL LARGE Large quantities of food are still They art bitter and cynical. needed, despite the happy changes in the war situation. Recent reductions in government requirements for canned vegetables will permit civilians to have 10,000,000 more cases from the 1945 pack than was formerly planned, but total food requirements are so high that civilians will get about 10 per cent less canned vegetables than from the 1944 pack. There has also been a downward revision in the set aside of canned fruit and fruit juices. reffi ffnifffi (Tniffi Tired Aching Muscles Stiff Joints e Sprains Strains e Bruises |