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Show ui .rr m iftmfrw iir. hgNgrw injTteMrtHrwMwr iTi r ai THE UINTAH BASIN FARMER 53 KITTIE LOST HER WAGER By LOUIS WEADOCK (, Doubleday, VERYBODY i "iy fca 3 dD Fag: a & Co.) connected with the Hyperbole Productions conceded that Kittle Jones, whose name followed all the rest on talent the pay roll, was a good girl; but nobody contended that she was a good actress That Is, nobody except Kittle Jones. She was sure that her professional future was as bright as her hair, which was the reddest on the Hyperbole lot to say nothing of being within a shade of the reddest In all Hollywood Many leading women had told Kittle that they envied her because of her hair, yet, not even among Kittles colleagues, the extras, was there anybody who was envious of her disposi tion. She was far too fond of argument, loving disputation so well that, rather than not argue at all, she cheerfully would argue upon any side That which made of any question. her an annoying opponent was that when she was bested, as frequently happened, she would not admit defeat but, with a defiant toss of her lumi nous locks, would plunge her pretty case and exhand Into her make-u- p : claim Ill betcha two dollars. Nobody ever bet against her. For everybody knew that Kittle could not afford to lose a dime. Seven dollars and fifty cents a day, less eight per cent commission, looks like a fair salary only to those who know that the extras who earn It seldom have a chance to earn it for more than a few days at a time. It was small wonder that when Kittle came back to work, after two months spent in battling with typhoid fever, and found that In her absence there had been engaged a new leading man, whose salary was six hundred dollars a week, payable In a year, she began to doubt whether this was such a wonderful world after all. She and Lee Longstreet met on the set about a week after she came back. Ill betcha two dollars Its my own hair, was the first thing she said to him. Dont bet, Lee, advised the camfifty-two-wee- ks herself because she could feel that her had shoulders, usually so drooped. This was something which Lee Longstreet must have noted also, even though he said nothing about it. What he did say was: Except as a betting proposition, I really dont care whether your hair Is a wig or not. His tone still was lofty, but in It a judge of human nature more shrewd than Kittle Jones, might have detected premonitory symptoms of weakening. For an instant Kittle entertained a wild hope that he would offer b withdraw his bet. He did nothing of the kind. Put up your money, he insisted. Im betting that your hair Is The hope that had flamed for a moment in Kitties agitated bosom fled, but Kitties gameness did not flee with it. Proudly she threw back her faithless shoulders and her hands flew to her head. Darn It ail I she cried in despair, "It Is a wig. And proved the truth of her confession by pulling It off. Lee Longstreet 'saw that the crisp little ringlets that hung to the unhappy head made the girl far more attractive than she had been when she had worn the wig. But she did not know that he saw this. Youre disappointed? she asked uncertainly her eyes, as unreliable as her shoulders, pleading with him for understanding. He took a step toward her. Im tickled to death, he said heartEver since youve been back Ive ily. been hoping that youd throw the thing away. She winced. Then you didnt make a wild guess? You knew all the time? she asked, her voice not so steady as it might have been. Of course I knew, he assured her as he reached for her hand. There was jn his voice and his face something that made her surrender her fastidious fingers. How did you know? was her not unreasonable query. His big hand closed round her small one before he answered. You asked me If I was a juggler before I went into pictures, he reminded her, his eyes meeting hers. I didnt answer you then, but Ill answer you now. I wasnt a juggler; but I was one of the best wig makers In New York. Navigators Owe Debt to English Carpenter eraman In an undertone. The development of the ships The leading woman, the heavy, the as a stepping stone in chronometer were who the and others, Ingenue gave the new leading man the history of navigation is interest- standing by,mams mi b Wa? Dadd s self-relian- t, (, Mveiitg BINET 1924, Western Newspaper Union.) WEEKLY MENU SUGGESTIONS The planning of meals Is not always The finding of something all ot the family will enjoy and still keep within the limit allowed for food Is the daily problem of the housewife. SUNDAY Breakfast: Cherries, muffins, bacon. Dinner: Crown roast of lamb with peas. Supper: Whipped cream, cake, blueberries. MONDAY Breakfast: Graham gems, ham. Dinner: Broiled sirloin steak, baked potatoes. Supper: Tarts, Iced tea. TUESDAY Breakfast: Toast, eggs, coffee. Dinner: Baked hash, halves of cantaloupe filled with vanilla ice cream. Supper: Rolls, summer salad easy. of chicken. WEDNESDAY Breakfast: Iced watermelon, oatmeal, top milk. Dinner: Veal steak, fricassee of carrots. Supper: Potato salad. THURSDAY Breakfast: Prepared breakfast food, milk, corn muffins, coffee. Dinner: Beef stew with vege tables. Supper: Creamed celery, baked. FRIDAY Breakfast: Poached eggs on toast, coffee. Dinner: Fried fresh fish, tartar sauce. Supper: Cottage cheese salad. SATURDAY Breakfast: Hash, eggs, corn muffins. Dinner: Chuck of beef in casserole. Supper: Rolls, ber- ries, iced lemonade. Summer Salad of Chicken. Cut good sized cucumbers into cups and fill with equal parts of chicken and diced cucumbers, season with French dressing to which a little onion juice has been added. Top with a spoonful of mayonnaise and garnish with radishes cut in points. Fricassee of Carrots. - Tale Faiiy vtAKY3RAHAM BONNER torrtiCMT rr vtstWM NtwwM muon ' O LIFES LITTLE JESTS I f B F I I I , i i . THE ELMS USEFULNESS "My mother said to me, the Elm told Billie Brownie. Young Elm, you must not only be beautiful, you must be useful. For years and years, she said, Elms have been both useful and beautiful. In the summer time give shade to people as they walk along hot streets, or give them comfort and rest and coolness from your shade as they sit beneath you. Then, too, you must be useful, for the wood which you have is strong and can be made into wagons and barrels and the wooden parts of tools. This she told me. So I am ready for any purpose at all. During the summer I gave shade to people and they thought I was beautiful and they were very devoted to me. But now I am putting on my very plain clothes for the winter time. It Is the way we have always done. I dont wonder everyone loves you, said Billie Brownie. He had always been devoted to the elm tree. Ah, but everyone does not love We have our said the Elm. me, enemies. It is hard to believe. said Billie Brownie. But it is the truth, said the Elm. Yes, the Elm contiuued, the Elm beetles are our greatest enemies. They destroy our leaves if they get the chance. And they do so much Steam until tender three or four large carrots. Grate two medium sized onions and brown In one-lia- lf cupful of butter, stirring until evenly colored. Out the carrots Into slices and cook them until brown. Dredge the whole with two tablespoonfuls of flour and a teaspoonful of salt with a little pepper. Add a cupful of rich stock, let come to a boil and serve garnished with minced parsley. Chuck of Beef. In an iron kettle add the chuck roast, two tablespoonfuls of butter, My Very Plain Clothes. brown on all sides, add salt and one sliced onion, brown. Place In a cas- harm to us and seem to single us out serole with a cupful of stock and such for tlieir horrid ways that theyre vegetables as one likes. Bake for sev- called Elm beetles. eral hours tightly covered. But we have friends who try to SECRET WAS SAFE A FAN ABROAD It was late at night. No one seemed to be about and the poor woman was tourAmerican said the she ist in Holland. Lets wait and see very seasick. Sheon thought Ifa few deck could the only get up the game. minutes, the fresli air would do her Game? I dont see any game. good. So, in her nighty, she was Whats that ahead of us? crawling up the stairs when she met A windmill. an equally sick man coming down. a was My mistake! I thought It She mogave a feeble scream of embarthe baseball pitcher going through tions preliminary to sending a hot one rassment. the man Dont worry, lady, Boston Transcript. over the plate. Ill never live to tell It. groaned. Ah, heres something Interesting, near-sighte- d tl No Puzzle Introduce Him Think of a number and 111 I decide to let you A. even. or Supposing tell you whether It Is odd how do I know that the have money, called my I All Albert just right. at the time you I back shall it get girl on the phone. Which number was Bert It? mention ? I promise it, my boy, on the word of a gentleman. Ah, in that case I may consider It. Come round this evening and bring him with you. B. Did you get her? Yes. Right away? Yes. Thats odd. KICKLESS , NO DOUBT His Prospective Discovery Hes a mighty bad man said a I referring to one whose neighbor, shoulder was habitually adorned with a chip. Well, if he starts any of his Sam Bass plays with me, replied Gap Johnson of Rumpus 'Ridge, hell know there have been two at the by goshl fight I Hers All Forehead m Colette My daddy knows more than hes yours does. You can tell because hall ; It takes up forehead a high got of his face. Nidi But youve never seen mj daddys forehead. Why, Its so high that It goes all the way around and meets his neck behind. LITTLE TO SAY None of these will succeed. And why not new amusements H Not one Is banned by the law. Should Be Merry King Coal Is a merry old souL A mery old soul Is he When you consider the size of his roll. Why In the world shouldnt he be? Old She sen- t- Cheering Up Father You must ask fathers con- - , I i i |