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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER msy EEmmnlln ELaDirnimgg mmoBlg Emilie Loring. WNU Service. SYNOPSIS Brooke Reyburn visits the office of Jed Stewart, a lawyer, to discuss the terms of an estate she has inherited from Mrs. Mary Armanda Dane. Unwittingly she overhears Jed talking to Mark Trent, a nephew of Mrs. Dane who has been disinherited. Mrs. Dane had lived at Lookout House, a huge structure on the sea, built by her father and divided into two, for her and Mark's father. Brool.e had been a fashion expert, and Mrs. Dane, a shut-in- , hearing her on the radio, had invited her to call and developed a deep affection for her. Mark discloses that Mrs. Dane had threatened to disinherit him if he married Lola, from whom he is now divorced. He says he does not trust Henri and Clotilde Jacques, Mrs. Danes servants. He says he is not interested In an offer of Brooke's to share the estate with him. Leaving her department store Job, Brooke refuses an offer to go with Jerry Field, a carefree stepping young man who wants to marry her. At a family inference she learns she must live at Lookout House alone, since Lucette, her younger sister who is taking her Job, her brother, Sam, a young playwright, and her mother plan to stay in the city ducks as your share of your grand- get that I was old enough to be do you think? fathers property so that your aunt her grandmother. Charming manMark answered a buzzer. Who? wouldnt be worried by them? ners. Well, I must run along. Thank you for your interest in of Mrs. Gregory. Of course Ill see Arent you making that Mrs. Gregory. Im going down her. Amanda me, yours an allowance? Mary He explained hurriedly to Stew- told me. Whats she been doing to your car with you. Wait for me, art. Its an old friend of Aunt since she left you for that French Jed. The woman turned on the threshShe sailed for count? It was a French count year, Amandas. Mary France a week before my aunt died. wasnt it? They were buzzing round old. I hope, if ever you draw anShes a martinet, one of those terri- rich girls thick as wasps about a other will cutting out a rightful heir, ble women who dont care where the broiled live lobster. young man, youll be swished in lash of their tongue falls, and a She has married, I understand. boiling oil. confirmed matchmaker. Not boiling oil, Stewart grinned. Married! After she divorced the This is mighty good of you, Mrs. count! The third time! Getting to be madam, not boiling; couldnt you Gregory, and its, a clear case of a habit, isnt it? She isnt entitled to reduce the temperature a degree? She smiled. Well see, well thought transference; not ten min- a penny. I dont wonder your aunt utes ago I was thinking of you. was furious when she found out that see. Youre an engaging boy, if you A wave of feeling menaced the you were giving her money. Per- are a poor lawyer. Im to spend country house clarity of Marks voice as he bent haps thats the real reason she cut the winter in my Dane-Tred over the hand of the you off, though I thought it was be- not far from the propwoman who had entered the office. cause she didnt believe in divorce; erty everybodys doing it this year. She had been a vital part of the life on that subject she was stuck back Motor down some Sunday for at Lookout House which now in the eighties. However, that lunch. seemed so irretrievably far behind wasnt what I came here to talk Sure, Ill come. Meanwhile, him. A smile tugged at his lips about. I just wanted to tell you that would you mind not telling anyone as he observed that the floppy if I had known what was in that that you witnessed Mrs. Danes picture hat was the model will I witnessed two days before I will? she had worn since as a boy he had sailed for Europe it was just a You dont think Im proud of admired the deeply waved blonde week before she died now, Stew- my part in that robbery, do you? I hair it shadowed. The hair was still art, dont look at me with your wouldnt have mentioned it now, but faultlessly marcelled, but it was jaw dropped as if I were a moron I wanted to square myself with snow white. with a Medusa complex of course, Mark. She settled into a chair with the I know that a person isnt supposed Mark Trents mind was in a tusame rustle of taffeta he remem- to know the contents of the will she mult as he chatted with her in the bered, and adjusted a diamond witnesses, but I still say that had I corridor, inquired for her health on brooch of a size and brilliance to known that your aunt was leaving the way down in the elevator, told her money away from you, Mark, I her that he thought of her rich fruit would have cut off my hand before cake whenever he attended a wedI signed. ding. She looked up at him sharply Mark Trents heart stopped and as they waited at the curb. Then you still attend weddings? galloped furiously on. A will witnot? I rather like them. Why nessed a week before Mary AmanAfter your experience, I should The will which had das death! been probated was of a date two think you would shun them. Ever months prior. As he opened sud- see Lola? No. denly stiffened lips to reply, he met Heres my car. Thats Dominique Jed Stewarts warning eyes, eyes at the wheel. Remember him, dont which seemed like flames in a He drove you? my horses before I face. Jed was as amazed chalky had an automobile, and the only as he. I have against him is that he Jed began to speak. I was fond thing recommended his friends the of my client Mrs. Dane, and your to your aunt. She made Jacques reference to her last will brought so much of Henri that he got dictatback a picture of the delicate or-minded and tried to run the woman in her wheel chair with whole place. With that disreputable parrot Jed Stewart was walking the swearing in the cage behind her. floor when he entered his office. He The bird was there when I witnessed stopped abruptly. the will; I didnt know but that she did she Well, he demanded, would insist upon Micawbers being talk any more? the other witness, but she called in Not about the will. Why the Clotilde and Henri Jacques, it was dickens didnt you ask questions? her day off. If Didnt dare. Dont you see, I had to choose between the parrot Mark? Boy, dont you understand? and that French butler as my co- Someone has snitched that second resident on a desert island, Id take will she witnessed. Mr. Micawber. After they went out, Did you draw it? Amanda and I were alone Mary Never heard of it. Perhaps your Handsome as Ever, Arent for a few moments in the firelight. aunt had an acute attack of reYou? It was the last time I saw her morse. I argued with her, as much make a discriminating thief avidly Mrs. Gregory dabbed her reddening as a lawyer can argue, against cutd handkerchief. ting you out; she wouldnt come to flex supple fingers. She peered up eyes with a She straightened, demanded an- me about a new will. Didnt Mrs. at him through a jeweled lorgnette, with eyes once a brilliant blue, now grily: Gregory say that she had been disWhy am I slobbering like that? trait the last few times they had the color of faded larkspur. Handsome as ever, arent you, I love life! I wouldnt give up my been together? She thinks it was beworld cause Mrs. Dane was making up Mark, in spite of the way those two place in this problem-logge- d women let you down. First that for all the starry halos and golden her mind to disinherit you; you wife, with a grande amoureuse com- harps you could offer. Thinking of and I know that the will to that efplex, and then Mary Amanda. I your aunt set me off. The last few fect already had been drawn. You passed up a grand chance to dont wonder that your hair at the times I saw her I had noticed that she if seemed as looks if as distrait, it had been something her, Jed. temples touched by frosty fingers, if you are were worrying her. Ive wondered Didnt dare. She thinks the will since if she would have told me she witnessed. is the one probated; only thirty. Whos he? She waved her lorgnette toward what she had done if I had not had doesnt know that if it had been she Stewart, who, back to the room, to hurry away. I called Henri be- would have been summoned to apparently had been absorbed in a fore I left. As I looked back, she prove her signature. We mustnt d books on the seemed white and exhausted. As I let a suspicion of this second will study of the drove away I saw that girl driv- get out. Where is it? shelf. of She said the Reyburn girl drove firm the of Stewart ing in. gtewart, That girl! You mean in as she left the place. Do you and Stewart, attorneys. Jed, come The Reyburn girl, of course, suppose Aunt Mary Amanda told here. I want to present you to Stewart. You ought to get a posi- her what was in it and that she Mrs. Gregory, my first love. Jed Stewart stopped his restless Hmp! Flatterer! You always tion somewhere as an echo. Id met could coax my heart out of my her several times and, I liked her pacing. His eyes and voice were breast with your wonderful smile too before I knew what she had troubled. and your voice, Mark. She peered done to Mark. She made me for- (TO BE CONTINUED) through her lorgnette as Jed Stewart took the hand she extended with the air of a sovereign. for Canning Foods Was Delayed Stewart and Stewart! You were Years by the U. S. Office Mary Amanda Danes lawyer, Going? Going! What Through the open transom above the office door came the hum of typewriters. Mark Trent, behind his desk, scowled in the direction of the sound. He had paid good money for those machines on the understanding that they were noiseless. Curious that he never had been annoyed by them before. Must be this confounded note in his hands. He read again: Dear Mr. Trent Many times your aunt has told me of the Thanksgivings you spent with her at Lookout House. Wont you dine here on the coming holiday? My mother, sister and brother will be with me. There are many family treasures which you should have. I would like to go over them with you, and more than all, I want to thank you for pulling me out from under that car. I really wasnt so ungrateful as I sounded. This is a late invitation because 1 have been bolstering up my courage to ask you. Please come. Bury the hatchet, or accept the olive branch, or however peace between enemies though I am not for a moment your enemy is being accom-plishe- d now. , Sincerely yours, Brooke Reyburn Lookout House ' He dropped the note and frowned at the red carnations in a crystal vase on his desk. He lived over the instant he had seen a girl go down in the street, had seen a speeding car almost upon her. How had he managed to save her? Colorless and dazed as she was, he had thought her the loveliest thing he ever had seen as she looked up at . him. As for a second he had steadied her in his arms, his brain had fought against her attraction and the live warmth of her body had prompted him to growl at her. No wonder she had been angry, and no he admitted honestly wonder Mary Amanda Dane had been taken in by her. Well, one victim in the family was enough. She shouldnt hypnotize him. He drew letter paper toward him and picked up a pen. Hed settle this qyestion of friendship between them for good and all. Little schemer! . Dear Miss Reyburn, he wrote. As he hesitated as to how to word his. regrets, another picture of the girl as she had appeared between the hangings in Stewarts office flashed in his mind with startling clarity. was told that he had to pay L 5 message, but that his name L free. He thought it over fo?4 while, but then said in a Scottish accent: Ye may or 4 no think it, but Im an Indian my name is I wont be home tin He must gfet along with that note. His frowning regard of the opening door changed to a welcoming smile as a head poked in. Come in, Jed. Whats on the little mind now? Jed Stewart perched on a corner of the flat desk. He pulled one of the red carnations from the vase and drew the stem through the buttonhole of the lapel of his checked coat. Im taking a lady to tea, need a pcsey to make me look like a million, so combined utility with business and came here. Knew you always had them. Whats the business? If youve been sent again to ask me to take half of that Hold everything; thats all washed up. The matter has not been mentioned to me since the day you and Brooke Reyburn met in my office. I guess you killed her interest in you by your infernal sar- -- Montreal Saturday. 2 Star white-glove- Natural history rewritten: irds dont give a hoot. iu GETTING SUSPICIOUS nt Say Pete! What? What sort of a shell would you call this? nurse-companio- game Picking It Remember, my boy, said the elderly relative, that wealth does not bring happiness. I dont expect it to, answered I merely want the young man. it so that I may be able to choose the kind of misery that is most agreeable to me. WOMEN WHO HOLD THEIR MEN , ' 1 ex-wi- fe wide-brimm- ed CHAPTER III NT Heap Plenty A Scotsman went into a graph office to send a NEVER LET THEM NO matter how KNOW much your aches and your nerves Bcream, your husband, because he is only a man, can never understand why you are so hard to live with one week in every month. Too often the honeymoon express is wrecked by the nagging wife. The tongue of a three-quartwise woman never lets her husband know by outward sign that she is a victim of periodic pain. For three generations one woman has told another how to go smiling through with Lydia E. Pink-haVegetable Compound. It helps Nature tone up the system, thus lessening the discomforts from the functional disorders which women must endure in the three ordeals of life: 1. Turning from girlhood to womanhood. 2. Preparing for motherhood. 3. Approaching middle age." wife; Don't be a three-quarttake LYDIA E. PINKHAMS VEGETABLE COMPOUN D and Go Smiling Through. er er lace-edge- cross-exami- ne calf-boun- Patent Ten werent you? The contempt in her voice deepened the color of Jed Stewarts already sufficiently ruddy face. I had that honor. Honor! Do you call it an honor to belp cheat her nephew out of his inheritance? Really, Mrs. Gregory, Jed cant be held responsible Hold your tongue, Mark.- Ive started, and now I intend to get rid of a few things that have been boilcasm: ing and sizzling inside me since the Hope youll enjoy the house and day I heard that Mary Amanda had fortune, Miss Reyburn. Happy land- cut you out in favor of that fashion ings! Perhaps Id better say, safe adviser shed gone crazy about. landings, sez you. Forget it, Mrs. Gregory. I dont need the money Oh, you think so? Read that. Jed Stewart frowned over the note Of course you need it. No one Mark Trent tossed to him. He read has money enough now because no it through, reread it. Looked at one has a sense of financial security. his friend. Didnt you take over all the lame - In 1815 Thomas Kensett evolved a method for the preservation of food in hermetically sealed cans or canisters, as they were then called, writes Gilbert C. Klingel in the Baltimore Sun. Satisfied that his method was satisfactory, Kensett then applied to the patent office in Washington for a patent for preserving animal, vegetable and other perishable foods. The patent office considered the matter as something of a joke, and was so skeptical that it was not until 1825 that the patent was issued. However, the final papers carried the signatures of James Monroe, President of the United States; of John Quincy Adams, then secretary of state, and William Wirt, attorney-genera- l. Apparently the Presidency were not overburdened with' inventions. Patent In 1832 Kensett started at the foot Federal hill, in Baltimore, the' first cannery in Maryland. Interestingly enough, the first food to be canned was oysters, but it was not long before he branched out and began canning numerous vegetables, including spinach. The canning of those days, as such, would hardly be recognizable to the modern canner, but little by little the methods were improved until they reached their present high efficiency. Today the successors of Kensett pack more spinach than any other firm on the Atlantic seaboard, which is to say they pack each year a considerable mountain of spinach, if one may judge from the huge piles on the cannery floors during the course of a single days packing. of REAL ESTATE trade your farm a home or apartment in U can sell, or or ran Write or wire Bert C. Palmer take Salt West 2nd So. C 1 Always as Represented )TOGRAPHY DEVELOPED )LLS ; nta 2 double weight enlargem rour choice of 1 Prints w'!" |