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Show THE SAUNA SUN. SAUNA. UTAH rnr-S- Ai Sally Sez By Christine Whiting- - tfopy right tv) Payable In making WNU Service in 0 give chaigYpgress, than Nancy was like Aurora Tubbs! There was certainly something to ex- . plain here, and He wheeled about at a crisp command from this surprising relative. vrgaA ot. het tn- H WnlPHERRYn Wake up, Jack. Time enough to Tlro8unon to society short time msrn yeTTSfra. get acquainted with Pike's Peak after . JptUutnWyi. had suggested that Natics settled. I want to show you WHAicoWe WWf at Pine Ridge, Colo.,i(is a youre rooms before It gets too dark. your brllh-er, Nance's COST.Pal1 companion. Jack, seventeen years old, urges her to Ifrlng those bags along and well go right up. I dare say you'r,e used to One !HF Wife SWofi3ItWhe!.MrfPltlon. electric lights; but lamps and candles are all I can provide you with. Dont New iVtfl fh 01 abenWifti mntidagitoinlone- bring your coat, Nancy. It can hans In the entry, though Its cold here and tkirmeu acrid W will oitlfOiAiiWer.i'CshirBits will be till next spring. The stairs are steep; but high ceilings were stylish when Father, built the mansion, lipfa dJotkjo6tf?orattkri. ttey and he wanted the best. There I This One ana .but .realize .ehe iias when toiiwU pfadiVWWtriyrrtPb fiTa Is thp tower room, my dear, and I hope youll like It There isn't a finer view for miles around." However, prejudiced Columbine Nelt nwut ther itPfPWnllikev.'lBtrt. son might he as to the value of her property, she did not overestimate the an,i to han nAliytn3tAKsi.a4r)rw-Hilf- j beuuty of hpr view. Even In the fast l,lal ha 'imi. ha.-- ; hccn. j deepening twilight. Pikes Peak stood out gloriously clear against the sky. tVCifnMiUed11' Laying Its gorgeous. Isnt it?" breathed tion as what the cost rmiy have been )t I Im Sure Nancy, truly Impressed. to our Ylie Im going to love this room. a fAyn Cousin Columbine smiled. Vi. aseertOjirs(MiuiMhhMi Its our best, and Im glad to see f.nancial'WtmRftptittoriS'eiHtilMgalrom a hfttr that you appreciate It. JaVk will he OflUFte flKftVs next to you with only a door between. I sleep downstairs; and as I stated In last my letter, Aurora goes home at night. so. Victor Tubbs Is an or thinks d peace-tiwbIWharHpd W vMTupM he Is, which amountsInvalid, to the same StateforTllerftStiki? YHiF'Wfifd tM: thing, and his wife has supported him during.shJiiiieitiiMhtftwttal AHftttr. (4 lt))ft for years ; a state of affairs that satisfies New 1 10M Inwtirori, KtfiJODOylbWHl n :tA a thy t them both, though It makes me furious. aiffdbnthwrmmor However, Its none of my the rWWltif(!VeniftfejK business; and l;WK)bi-Itof- f revenMf If Aurora wants to work her fingers to the bone for such a lazy specimen, why I worry, as Matk Adam would say? of Now Ill leave you In peace. No doubt WBnMM We ! yearllWfrsW? youll prefer to unpnck alone though road jWfcWWWtngff Aurora was Itching to see your ward"and ddrttrolhof thUntivkftialyWl robe, and If she had, not so much as businrtfldcattidre- - Juried lB4n tb finuVthijjn a safety pin would have escaped her gtfeftV nflratiyg pftiilifc wrWn eyes, and the account would have been that tteW atill fWSittli8KftHfflfml"firoWWoH'li(,fith spread from one end of Pine Ridge to the other before she slept tonight." criticfjA hP(:ftms The old lady moved toward the then stopped to add; door, If you lars needa lump, the matches are In that faWytWff $fve me yrar.jfc!qipftlHkSK?rl tin box on the wuAl. Suppers at six BuyeHhJrW'ViollPlluIW adlntife ito AlttaiWy sharp, so Aurora cas get home to iar feed her precious Victor. ThereS wa ter In the pitcher; but you may wash In the bathroom If you prefer." Bobi'R&ti She was gone at last, leaving Nance ! A!HFirs.,'t('r?;4teF tkte rather breathless with Instructions. iihHJJebyg4' (iml Jack had departed to his own quarters, matehetbRit athuf4)filitAHHPs t(Catlheo and the girl stood quite still, looking govejyimht under the New Deal will win about curiously. She had mejirjt he hedinMriao pofstlW be view, of course, when she toldCousln timj year Columbine that she loved the room. 08, cloM Now, sitting down suddenly on a just you she replied. , . , tltOikey uncomfortable bedroom straight, travga chair," she wondered how It was posThe fifim MJfWPVo Wflfeg tfFrV a sible to get so many ugly things Into the jlftfKiif HthMiJTol(iwwUJJeF.iikev one , place. will bo. marly tMvfeottjMtdgat Igilifiil-'j'h- P The bed! Towering black walnut, 1 to us for a little upUui lion fiulkintants pay ornately carved. It was cold comfort the treas-- i WCH lo remember that her grandfather had j.Xfifi calie wijs jj.v fnmjgli. jfl.Cahu lad one almost as hideous at Edge-erA bureau to match ; even a ttflePu re'tvWrilMf tWiVki behind which hung a Washstand, WFaif Wo hijuare of linen to protect the wall ifc,, WlltoH'tnv thanatnmwitotivn Hadnt she lienrd somewhere estinUrtwl UiatnUk-thdlonntfcrtheT!ffigiH)t'. tjMit they were called splashers" In ent jWfl7j.noW tfahelhrtJRlufrl.)' dark ages when people used such feHicft AfWt a totalr iTPcBtemrtillu?-Urtf tnings? Nancy arose to regard this curious aHtlque on which, embroidered in red of tlwaS4ipRyi(linjliHHili1'- ton, was an Infant splashing hap-tn- e demanding to Sly In a wash bowl, with the N Jth th(Wh yi .h O) del if itch Htk! trlk' r e iti Uv a s words, not SUftt sight of. This debt sooner aKIl.f?l,1J I)aj1In8 below It Horrors ! ' baby or VpufYiMF MnfWrtl Must she slI('i!dF months ,a thflt bowl-e- ven haveck,MeWbiYartYmw vaSvS" brush her lnt0 ,t? a1" , IC. . .nhe '8irl C0,,Id have wept for her tlletl dressing room; then remem- OllrdISllnFeoffc4b monJiafls StatJfePg for yourself, Mark Adam, yolifir tf,reJ that 11 was hors no longer TOhatW eitthfcundet '1 "0fr- - sl,e turned slowly to ohserve There would be nothing g ,un.i7jOTWsi,,'i8Miaiir. iO'ns.'-twthnB- absolutely This thought, to pleasure-lovinNancy Nelson, was apHer unpalling not to be endured. happy eyes, resting on Dikes Peak, saw only a closet filled with danclivg frocks, and a white fur wrap that she had never worn. She had to wink to keep the tears out of her eyes as she vowed audibly: Ill write tonight and tell Dad everything. Didn't he say that homesickness might as well be fatal? He'll understand. Hell send for me If he has to borrow money for the ticket. Jack will call me a slacker, but who cares? I Just cant stand It here. Id almost rather die than stay. What can there possibly he to Interest a girl like me In a dreadful, ramshackle, settlement like Pine Ridge, Colorado?" Later Nancy was to realize that as she stood there, oblivious to everything , save she hadnt known what sort of girl she was. no way to kill time. Ruined flttfcdvbtrtyiinga&tfcesrfewafl, Boston merchant, break the news to bia nousehold. Nance, his daughter, . self-pity- (1 ltgrKbrnrV icSmij hM n 1 There's nothing, observed Jack from the door of his northeast bedroom, like good, thick, sirloin steak to bolster up a morale thats slipping. Remember that, Sis. It was eleven at night, and Nancy, attired In a wadded dressing gown of crimson silk, turned from the bureau to ask coldly: May I Inquire whose morale you have In mind? Her brother smiled as he Investigated the patent rocking chair. Im no moron, Nance. I knew when I found you staring out of the window In tly? dusk, that you were planning your escape. Thats why I opened the ov'K'r J4fWjjj fi fejP WNttr K93Ka ? w moreSrfftfhW'the ThMc!t!of e. pa-pp- r. lle S lateral nin", Hrtvsh ' 'sYiSod iwo mue vases JiPared to bo a mound of mineral specl- Rhied together. incoiAert," he commented, but dont JWp.v-i- a In the center, a silent c'0'k It'0Hlynbkitiiatlnea'3tiu4?dliarvefitKe1' , now probably useless save soaklWrtWfltfeibSforq'Wfe criwl rttltisbolias Jas1 an "ornament. ftudy tfcafc tlWefekriilyglllqrn thosSve6 katWinlt(HHt W9 pay Yo ' WonihftePtlWtf alFopflMAoWohrfaw Ifiikep vwegcjtiiBurlitttatiBdi't' to1 ftghMamei he was menAioJlV.vFh the Tm 3rtifttlW'Ar)T lWttftf m-- montjurhajiiwf whenmitdkttl- - Fuji humfetw iftm,, g Tendly' .h'afy a'i.pXWl fi ilY s addres di:nondescrlpt. faded tan, which, she AwMed. might be worse. Rut the Azures (only two, thank goodness!) simply terrible: an oil painting deformed looking kitten playing a ball of yarn, and a steel of General Grant. Could any- - M en-vln- g S' ,Jerl3 Nance move lMv if)ftl)?0Wc tfjick at thought of l' atnd- - b'lght was Uh 8 t0 a "'nlow.ehalf the long weeks descending, and sky, looked austere and for-Athe excitement of thetr cost.AjJhH Unow IdfidrmhJjeqjaaeltjp,, WrHVal the elation she had felt inatirtPi'Adtnei' KHdttQ;fcBaittstlt4ag)r(Hit.vne wonderful ride In Mark Adams-I'Bhrve- r est $lbtfq98FdeHPltflcflttonfrDwt'aa',Un her interest In this new part knoWent look bout you that makes rofober own country even the girl's tremble, and I feel It my duty" of humor, were lost In an attack homesickfiess. xv.unt Louise had been right, she told herself. They shouldnt have come o 'mkeflv1fin3chitt! stTht;rMsaktef4(lif !o''far away. This terrible room day,owiekiirfJtrav-l'tt)kwriY(e:tTmtilpAufiVIiat would the girls at home think If husbatntl htfRilyuaiiiil r- - fivey could see that yearwdyile washstand? And talkifioojthkt.lhtJxt-hjine.tbe no 6y;ltl(e pincushion. Why It was bigger friends? It. w aa mighty queer abjiht. ihan a boudoir pillow! And what In world was she going to do with Jherself when the duties that Cousin but fcolumblne Imposed were finished? how jnw3iof Jit.w kA ll art" dur-Wtgd- t, Parmenter Parmenter ciiri.,tlna A Whiting You Really Lived Through Things Like That? door Into that frigid hall. The aroma of broiling steak was In the air and I felt sure It would revive that fainting spirit stiffen the backbone stir your pioneer blood " "Hush up," warned Nancy. Our voices will disturb Cousin Columbine, and she admitted sitting up to an unheard of hour. Say! the girl came Did you ever uearer, whispering: see anything more more soul destroying than this room?" Jack grinned,' gesturing with a thumb toward his own quarters. You should see mine! Not even a view, my dear; and It lacks this handsome walnut furniture." The hoys eyes shone with merriment; and though she wouldut have believed such a proceeding possible a few hours earlier, Nance laughed a little. She didn't realize that after a leave of absence her sense of humor was returning, but she knew that something made' her feel better. It was a wonderful supper, wasn't it?" she murmured. "Trust you to appreciate It I And what swell china! I wish Aunt Lou could see It." "It came from Denver tn IS well anyway. Theres a complete dinner set Imagine choosing that awful green-browpattern! And Cousin Columbine's so proud of It, too. How on earth does she remember the date that everything was purchased? Jack shook his head, remarkl.ugL In muffled tones: "Shes a wonder, Isnt she? Who else would have thought of cooking up that letter as a what did she call It? Character test? Youve got an awful lot to live up to. Sis, If you ask me. Hop 1nTo bed. I ll open the windows. And dont forget that breakfast's at seven sharp." Sleep did not come quickly to Nance that night. She lay there under a patchwork quilt (whose weight, she wrote Aunt Judy later, was "almost crushing"), and thought about the eveThere ning that had Just passed. must be some truth In Jack's statement regarding the sirloin steak. What else could account for her more cheerful frame of mind? For Nance had been ravenous despite that slice of chocolate cake the ugly, green-browchina, and a lamp In the center of the table that was homely enough to ruin almost anybodys appetite. r, n There was no doubt that Aurora could cook a steak; and with unexpected tact. Jack had done most of the talking, leaving his sister free to get herself In hand after what she now called her brain storm." And when Aurora had gone. Jack carried that awful lamp Into the sitting room and Cousin Columbine remarked casually, though her eyes twinkled: J suppose you're thinking me an outrageous humbug. Sit down, my dears, while I confess." This confession with Its Illuminating detours into the past, had kept Columbine Nelson talking until long after her customary bedtime. I'm going clear back to the beginning," she explained, "so youll understand, If possible, just why I posed a tottering old relic, too frail to stay alone at night The truth Is, theres nothing to be afraid of here, and If there were. J. wouldn't turn a hair. To one who can remember the Indian troubles of 18GS, and as a child has hidden for hours In fear of hostile savages, well you can readily see why an ordinary prowler would be tame In comparison I She looked up, smiling; while Jack, eyes popping out of his head, exYou really lived through claimed: things like that? Why not?" asked the old lady calmThis was nothing but wilderness ly. when I was born. As youve heard tell my first home was a covered wagon which, naturally, I dont remember. I do remember a house with a dirt floor and a stone fireplace In one corner, however; and dimly recall the furniture made from poles and rough-hew- n lumber. It was home, and nothing to be ashamed of because no one else nearby had anything better. But wasn't U frightfully cold? said Nancy. "A dirt floor, I mean?" I suppose It musf have been at this altitude; but Mother took care that I shouldnt suffer, of course. I can remember being tucked up on the bed with quilts all 'round me, watching the snofswirI against a tiny window, and loving it I was so warm and cozy! It was my mother who suffered. Men can stand hardships better than women; and even In those rough days Father seemed always to be well, my dears, to express It as you would, he seemed to be having the time of his young life." Did that cabin stand where this house does now?" Jack questioned. Very nearly. It was a bleak spot then. Except for the big pine beside the barn, Father planted every tree himself after he built the mansion." But why, when there was plenty of land to choose from, didnt you build back In the woods where it was more sheltered? Fear of two things," responded Cousin Columbine. "Fire, and Indians. If the savages were to attack us, we at least had a chance to see them approaching If we were In the open. And a forest fires a terrible thing In the wilderness, Jack. I recall when I was a tiny girl, watching one at night with my courageous little mother. We were all alone, Father having gone to California Gulch In search of gold. Looking back on those times, I don't see how she endured his absences, even though there were other cabins not far away. That fire was a terrifying sight, my dears. It must have been miles off, but looked almost near enough to touch. The growth was very thick and tall Just there, and the flames seemed to leap from tree to tree, and a3 they reached the top, shoot up Into the air, far up, higher then youd believe possible, before subsiding. I have never forgotten It Nancy shivered; and Cousin Columbine continued: "So you see why we built In this bare place." And did your father find the gold?" Jack questioned. "Not then. Not ever, to any great amount It was Leadville silver which built this mansion; but poor Mother never saw It She died In 1S74, when I was fifteen. woman, my dears. She had the true pioneer spirit, but not the body to stand up under the pioneer hardships. She was when she left us to only thirty-fiv- e Join my little brother who dl.ed In Infancy." There followed a silence until Cousin exclaimed: Columbine Dear met Here I am dwelling on the past like an old woman ; when what I started out to tell you was why I wrote that Idiotic letter. You see, my mother Instilled Into me the knowledge that we came of gentle people finer people, perhaps, than some of our good neighbors. She was an orphan, with no near relatives of her own ; but she was very proud of the Nelson connections, and always kept us up to certain standards. If we lived In a cabin with a dirt floor, at least, there were spotless curtains at the windows, and we ate off a white cloth a clean one, tool I think her dream was to send me east for an education; and long as they lived she corresponded with Fathers parents, something he might have neglected to do himself. Later she wrote down the names of the younger members of his family, among them your Grandfather Nelsons, Fathers telling me that If I were left alone and needed help, I was to appeal to them. half-brothe- "Did you ever have to? queried Nancy. The old lady shook her head. But I kept In touch with them, as Mother would have wished. Many have died, of courstf; ?or Father was so much older than his that he was almost of another generation." It must seem strange never to have seen any of your own people," commented Jack. Not only strange, said Cousin Columbine, but sad, In a way. It was that sadness which caused me to make a resolution to see some one belonging to me some one of my own blood, before I died. But why didn't you go east for a visit?" questioned the boy, forgetting the consternation he had felt at this Idea when, weeks before, Aunt Louise had read aloud the letter from their distant relative. e Because," responded the astute old lady? I was not sure of a welcome I realized that I was nothing to my eastern cousins but a bit of family history a queer old woman, perhaps, who was born In a covered wagon, and whose life had been lived In a little Colorado town. Besides, I dreaded to be away from home, even temporarily. My roots go deep, like the roots of an old tree that has never been transplanted. I admit .1 toyed with the idea ; bivt gave It up ; and the next thing was to get some of you to come to me. She paused, and Jack said, smiling: But how did you haifyen to pick out Nancy?" I could hardly expect the older members of the famIlyto drop their work and come at the whim of a cousin whom they had never seen, could I? Besides, I had a yearning for some one young. But Ive read about these modern girls, Nancy, and was Just a bit afraid. Suppose, I asked myself, suppose I get her out here and find she Is one of those those flappers ? Both young people gave way to laughter, the word sounded so strange on the old ladys lips. Do you see now," asked Cousin Columbine, why I wrote that letter?" You mean, said Jack with sudden that no flapper would Inspiration, have accepted your Invitation?" Thats It, exactly. No girl whose sole pursuit was pleasure and society, would have been willing to put up with such a situation. But a girl like Nancy, would, I was sure, be glad to help out a poor old lonely cousin. So I made the Job, as unattractive as I could. Its true that Aurora doesnt do everything my way ; and that often I'm desperate for some one to take a stitch for me, since I loathe the very sight of a needle, and always did. Oh, there was enough truth In that letter so It didn't lie very heavily on my conscience! And when I read It over I said to myself: Columbine Nelson, no one but a good, sensible, girl would consider this proposition for a minute; and you dont want the other kind. So I mailed the letter. The room was silent for a moment Nancys cheeks flamed, not solely from her close proximity to an airtight stove. What would Cousin Columbine think if she knew how Impossible that proposition seemed to her that nothing In the world save Dads financial losses would have made her give It a second thought that she wouldnt have considered It even then if Jack hadn't thought out this scheme and put It through while she fought him (or wanted to) to the last ditch? Nance knew she was sailing under false colors, and didn't like It She even avoided meeting her brothers "Im afraid eyes as she responded: youll be awfully disappointed in me, just the same. No, asserted Miss Columbine briskI either like a person at first ly: sight, or I dont like them. Been that way always. Ill admit you look rather ornamental; but thats nothing against you If there are brains in that pretty head of yours, and I dont doubt that, you being a Nelson. As for your brother, his brains were evident In the letter he sent me. Back In my father's day he would have been a pioneer. Nance laughed. 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