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Show f MAGNA TIMES. MAGNA. UTAII i ie YOLFIPEM Harlan Hatcher. Tlvls ball! right here," be said, holding ap a sitting-roomwhite meal sack with blaw strlpe " on It the hallway and tha sleeplng-rooma- . "I esa gues what It ts." Three gears he la bored to build his bouse, and, exSparrel smiled at her the kindly cept for tbo glass windows and the recognition which seemed to begin wrought-lro- n nails brought across Out of sight and spread slowly Into the hills from Mount Sterling to the corners of bla brown mustache Wolfpen on the backs of mules, all and beard. He went Into the kitchtbo materials cam out of tho placo en, reaching both arms around Joand were fashioned by band. Tbe lla from behind and placing the poplar logs and tbs pine were felled sack fin tho table beside her. In the hollow abort the orchard. "Mix that np with your sour milk Her own father had carried oa and eoda, Julia There the first the tradition of his fathers. When, meal out of tbe first steam mill In In 1858, ba married tbe beautiful these hllla" Julia Stratford from Scioto, be made Julia was pleased end proud and her a wedding present of tbe be showed It In her movements as abe poured and mixed the meal wing, the weaving-roooverlooking the garden which Cyn- while Sparrel and Cynthia looked thia had left that afternoon, and oa But she only said, The new y the porch with tbe orna- mill pleased yob right ell Sparrel ?" mental banister across the front of Just about like I figured. Now I the house, all dona by hand on the can griod any time and I can rig up n saw and Ifll be handy to rip out Wolfpen property. When It waa finished there was boarda Itll be n big help on tbe no better honse In the Big Sandy place." I waa wondering how a bit of Valley, outside of Ptkevllle or and It established for the team can do things like that," Juremainder of the century the archi- lia said. tecture fur that district "I'll have to show yen one day for Its not possible to tell yon with CHAPTER II Just words." Julia poured the yellow batter Inhalf distinct of mood to the deep skillet and put It Into TUB began to leave Cynthia tbe oven. Sparrel vent out to the as she went with easy movement wash rock, while Cjnthla set the down tho ateep path and up the table, thinking of her father and all hollow to tho house. It was almost the things he did that distinguished tba same as It had always been In him in her mind from tbe other early spring, everything alert with men along the creek and bow they the feeling that the oew year wee always thought hla Ideas wouldnt coming again to these bottoms. A work. There was the drying kiln new mill that sprayed toot and with a fireplace under It so they smoke at the mouth of tho creek could dry fruit in cloudy weather would make uo difference In the and not have to hurry sbeetfula of plowing and the planting that would drying apples Into the house at the soon Join thla spring to all the oth- first sign of rata "You'll spile your ers that had passed over Wolfpen. fruit that way, Sparrel; takes sun Inwood tbe crossed lot to dry applea" Now most of them Cynthia to the yard. Julia was still In her had kllna When he built the tangarden behind tbe picket fence mov- ning vat, tbe bark shed, the lye ing tbe earth with her hoe, not pits, and used opossum oil to softworking, but enjoying tbe smell of en the fine leather, they said, the soil, planning her beds, feeling "You'll sure spile those hides, Sparthe approach of aprlng and reluc- rel If yon put 'em In that bole with tant to go back Into the bouse. Cyn- that ground np stuff. Now he thia waved to her. Then seeing the tanned most of their hides In hlsvat. empty water pall on tbe bench by And when he built the brick plant the kitchen door, she carried It to down by the clay barrow, they said, the well by the pear tree finder the You can't ever make that kind of sheltering portico of the cellar clay bold together. Sparrel" Now house. She leaned over the well they got brick from hla kiln to put box to watch the bucket rise with In place of the old the end of the pole and to hear the chimneys. Jostled Overflow' splashing against She beard the three brothere comtbe stones and echoing with a thin ing In from the barn to wash for resonance aa It fell back Into the supper. welL Is a nice time The dusk Julia was hanging her eye hoe of "Supper begins to crowd the dayevening between two palings by the gate, out of the valley and force It light and looking quietly over the up tbe mountains, bringing everyground that waa nearly ready' for body and everything from around on went Sparrel'a plow. Cynthia Into the spot where It's tbe Into tbe kitchen. A center of fire warmplace and the food la cooking" still smouldered among tbo gray Cynthia was up end down during wood ashes In the open fireplace. She put a shovelful of red Bakes In- the meal, waiting on her father and to the stovo and laid on some dry tbe boys with buttermilk and fresh hot corn bread while they talked of tbe big day at the mill of the men who bad come, of the plana for tbe spring's work In the fields: Abral still full of excitement, eating too fast; Jesse alert and Interposing humorous comment ; Jasper reserved and keeping silence; Sparrel In good spirits after his great success; Julia, still slender and beautiful with her smooth black hair parted In the middle and drawn back above her fair skin crumbling the fresh corn bread Into the stewed tomatoes and eating slow ly. watching over the uole and listening to her men. It made a real good run of meal, but I didn't get a very good do on the corn bread." she said, after her manner; but the bread waa beautifully moist and flaky between the crisp brown crusts. You never made a better pone of corn bread In your whole life, I reckon." Sparrel said. Julia waa full of her pride because he said It, even though she knew he was complimenting her no more than the mill After supper while the boys were putting things In order for the night Mix That Up With Your SouKMilk at the barn, end Julia waa milking and Soda, Julia" her cow and tending to the crocks In the milk house over the spring, wood. As the stove grew warm Cyntlda waa gathering the dishes cool of the the damp April and against washing them In the big tin evening, a sense of well being on tbe etove and Sparrel sat at pan spread over the kitchen which held hla desk In the corner stretching hla In Its walla tbe family Intimacies and wrltln. In bla ledger. of the years. Cynthia liked thla big long legs "He always puts everything down room In tbe evenings and Ita feel of In bis books," Cynthia thought, having been long lived In. The center of Interest waa Barton's fire- watching him having hla pleasure the end of tbe day. "April 10. place with the old clock on the at Erected first steam-mllshelf above it and the smooth worn 1885 Warm. Plenty of sum PoplarJJot-tochairs It round hickory gathereda ready to plow" The beat part where the family sat In the evehim seemed to her to belong In ning. On the left of the mantel and of behind the stove by the window was that corner under the shelf of books: brown Bible with the family Sparrell'a own 'corner; a desk and the old In names It; tbe complete files of chair, a shelf of books, and tbe last and box of tools with which be cob- the Franklin Almanac beginning bled shoes for the family. . Oa the with Number XX, 1838. A book of right of tbe mantelwas Julia's rock selections for reading aloud stood beside Duycklnck'e Complete Shakelng chntr and work basket "1 wonder what It la abont a speare In one volume of nine hundouble column kitchen that makea folks like to alt dred and elxty-elgh- t there Instead of In a regular alt folio pages with a frontispiece of adven-turea- " ting room? She pushed tbe chairs "OTHELLO relating hla At the mantel end of the from her path to the cupboard. "I e hisreckon It's because It amelia ao sheirwas the worn of United States the tory beginning where the bread bakes and good there la always n warmth on a cool with the discovery of America and evening." She took down the wood ending with the conqnest of Calien mixing bowl from tbe shell fornia and a page picture of San Francisco in 1846. above the table. (TO BE CONTISVED J "Ill make the bread," Julia said "Yon get tbe things out of tbe Record Pilgrimage Held crtffifT" Cynthia brought the sour mill .The largest single pilgrimage to frojn the cellar and went to the the Holy Land from any country vis smoke-hous- e nT other place for the meat Coming lted Palestine from the Irish Free State. More back with her hands full, she sa Sparrel entering the yard from the than 000 started from Dublin, It was the firsr pilgrimage to sail dibarn gate. You're early." the called. Sop rect from Ireland" to Palestine Haifa, Palestine, snd Cairo. Egypt, per' Just started." "Tour lata Ive got a part of It were also visited by the pilgrims. held the boiling on the dining-roo- pota the CyynayA ' H (f. w WMU. JtAtvCf SYNOPSIS la the year till Saul Pattern of Virginia earn Into tha beautiful virgin country of tha Big Bandy vallay la Kentucky. Chief of tha perila ware tha Bhawneee, who sought to bold their landa from tha whites. Prom a huge pinnacle Saul gaied upon tha fat bottoma and tha andleaa acrea of foreat In Ita primeval quietude at tha mouth of tba Wolfpen, and felt aa aagarnaaa to poaaasa K, declaring It a place flt for a man to L.IVB Ini Plva yaara later ha returned with Barton, bla aon, and built a rude cable. la Saul's abaenca tha Indiana attacked Barton and wounded fifteen-year-o- ld him ao badly Saul waa forced to re- turn with him to Virginia. Ia 17l, when it waa reaaonably aafa, Baal returned with hla family and a patent for l.tlt acrea. thla time to atay. Ha added to tha cabin, planted eropa and fattened hla stock on the rich meadows. Soon other eettlere arrived. A century later, la the aprlng of UK. we find Cynthia Pattern, of the fifth generation following 8aul perched on the pinnacle from which her bad Bret viewed Wolfpen Bot. toma. The valleys, heretofore untouched by the wavee of change weeping the Republic, arc at laat beginning to feel that reatieaa eurge. Her dad, Sparrel and her brothere, Jeaaa, Jaaper and Abral have been d buey converting the old mill to eteaia power. water-wheele- CHAPTER I Continued -2- Now It was finally get up and ad Justed, this evening It would be set In motion, and Cynthia was there on the ledge, by the overhanging hualtca, to wltneue tite triumph f her father. She waa near enough to hear the talk of the onlookers who knew that thla mad contraption of Sparrela couldn't possibly work, and even If It did (which It wouldn't) the meal wouldn't be ao good. One group was particularly In- terested In the boiler where Jesae and Abral were working. "tie sure ain't aimin' to turn them big grist stones with that puny black lard kittle bow yon don't reckon." "Don't look oear big enough." "Who ever heard of a feller working n mill with a kittle of b'llin' watert "It aura beats me bow It coaid" "What do you fellere know about a steam-enginwhen yon never saw one In your Uvea, 1 don't reckon," J Doug Mason said. C utli la, recognizing Doug's voice, liked him more because of the way be had spoken. e She heard Sparrel laugh at their Incredulity and watched him go on with his work. Inspecting the boiler as It began to exhaust little puffs of steam. Abral was putting more wood under the firebox; the pale blue smoke curling over tbe mill was thinned Into the air before It could reach the rock where Cynthia at j. but the gentle bite of its smell came Into her nose. She could feel light puffs of hot air on her face from the column set up from the boiler. Sparrel watched the steam gage vthlle Jasper end Abral attached the belt. There was excitement In the crowd In the mill yard as the boiler began to spank and sputter under the expansion Then Sparrel tooted the whistle She saw It first as a puff of vapor which melted Instantly Into a sound which roared In her ears. All the horses, mules and oxen Jumped and cavorted about One of the Parteo boys splashed across the creek to safety The crowd moved back from tbe milt Sparrel waa full of a great pride as be turned tbe (team Into the cyl I nder of hla new engine. It biased and epewed, the platon began to move; then the belt Jerked, the new timbers creaked, tbe old mlllatonea began to whirl twenty revolutions faster than ever before; n monster from the outside bad finally got In to the mountains. Well, boys, there she Is," Spar rel shouted to the crowd which was now pressing about tbe, mill and peeking through the door and windows. A stream of yellow meal slid down the chute Into a sack. "Well, now. Ill be dogged," the skeptical neighbor said. Who'd ever study up a contraption like that to turn a millstone with, anyhow?' "It runs all right, but It makes a eight of fuse about It," Cynthia said, and arose from the ledge where she sat "I guess I better get hack now," Aa she started down tbe path, she looked across tbe bottom to tbe weathered stone slab at tbe bead of old Grandfather Saul's grave on tbe Craneanest Shelf, and she felt that something out of the old life had now to be burledjvUb him. -- '- '5- Cranesnest Shelf. There was for Cynthia something Intimate and old about these place names which bad grown out of the very stuff of her family's life. What was spread about jx the bottom-land Was. united In tbe small plot wltblo tbe rails on Cranesnest Shelf where lay at rest tbe earlier makers of the land. Cynthia leaned forward with her chin in her left hand and her eyes on Stack Bottom, but she was looking at nothing outside of herself. She made worlds of her own and went there to live when she wished. For she waa much alone, without being lonely. Jesse seemed nearer than her other two brothers, but even he was a man. Both of her slaters were gone. Lucy, the oldest of the family, was married years ago and lived over on the Sandy farm at the Pattern Landing; and Jenny, who was next to Jaaper, already had two children and teemed miles away on tbe llorse pen Branch farm. But to Cynthia they were no farther away now than before their marriage because they had always been of another generation from herself, the youngest of the children, save Abral Grandfather Saul seemed as close to her as Lucy, perhaps closer. For she could recreate him and bis sons to please her own fancy; could dress him In his old buckskin breeches, handed down through the generations, which she would take from their peg In the wall by the staircase landing, sire telling out their long legs as far as she could reach, swelling out her Imagination until It brought to life a man seven feet tall whole foot higher than her own father, great enough to wear those Incredible breeches, and go tramping In long strides over all Big Sandy, spying It out with sharp eyes, claiming sham of It for himself, planting a family on this particular spot. There waa something vital about him which refused to perish. She had always thought of him ns living tbero In a cabin Instead of dead In a grave. She fell to thinking of hla on, her Barton, with the knot In hla neck, hollowing out a poplar log to lay Saul's body In and Imagining It being borne up to this Shelf which be bad elected for himself, while tbe great shadow of the Pinnacle continued leisurely to apace off tbe hours on l the of the bottoms which had gone down tbe river Into the great world and brought back a steam-engin- e to make amoke and roar because tbo valley was filling up with people. "I reckon thats Just what youd do yourself though If you lived now Instead of then; only It aeerna different somehow." Then she forgot the amoke of the mill to fency la the ancient stillness tbe cloud puff and sharp report of rifle which now Saul'a long fllnt-Ukhung above the fireplace on the antlers of tbe first buck he bad shot at tbe mouth of Wotfpen Jn 1796. That gun with Its bullet pouch and powder horn which he had bought from Boone In the autumn of 1785 when they met at Pound Gap, made more human for Cynthia the Incorporeal Saul of the poplar log. She tried to Imagine Daniel Boone and Saul Pattern sitting around a camp fire trading stories of their adventures In the Big Sandy country when the Indians still held It, Near Saul s grave but under smaller markers, lay her Great Grandfather Barton and her Grandfather Tlvls. They could hope to survive onlyxas Saul's son and grandson. She wondered what Barton was like behind the legend of his strength. If bad really lifted those millstones nd what he would think of the new engine. Barton's son Tlvls had built. In the late 1820 the central body of tha Pattern bouse. It atood there on a gentle rise a half mile np tbe lVftlfpen Bottom fropi thla Shelf on the site chosen for It by Saul Pattern under the shelter of s wrinkle In the bill Julia waa atilt out In her garden below the house. "It la a good bouse for a body to live In. And I better be getting back to it Instead of Just mooning about here among a lot of gravestones; for Mother will be going In now soon to start supper and the menfolk will he coming home bun gry and after while It will be dark again. Tbe house Cynthia looked at with the feeling that It was time to return to It, stood in 1883 aa a monument to all four generations of Wolfpen Patterns. The Great-Grandfath- sun-dia- e slxteen-by-twenty-fo- log room whlph had Down the winding contours of the been Saul's first home, was now the path to the creek, through the peach kitchen. Barton had fashioned the orchard, over tbe tong Bottom, np stone chimney -- with the wide log Eheepfold Hollow a few paces, then fireplace, and had wrought ont oa along (be path and abe was at hla own anvil the crane which still THIS WEEK From Old Chin She Wore Boys Clothes The Long Farewell Dangerous Gold, in Russia A roar comes from tbe great Chines dragon, Prea-tonsbur- g, cats-and-cl- the 400,000,000 that live, labor. die and are d two-stor- il ex- ploited. Tbe Chinese Generalissi- mo Chlang attached to the ancient Chi' nese belief that right Is so powerful that it does not require to be supported or by might, Is arrested by his mutinous troops deArthwf Brisbane manding an Immediate declara tion of war against Japan; recovery of all Chinese territory, including Manchuria. This outbreak worries Tokyo, and It might, if China had a tew fighting leaden, with enough airplanes and good pilots. China now is like Niagara Falls before the turbines were put in, much power going to waste. What could military genius and modern weapons accomplish, backed by a nation of 400,000,000? Kai-She- l'l l ed Helen Coberly laid she never liked girl's clothes, wanted to be a boy. Millions of other girls have said that Helen lived up to it put on boys clothes, went through the boys high school to the senior class, earning her way digging ditches, mending fences. Known to be a girl expelled from the class, she weeps. Some intelligent young man with blue eyes and a kind heart marrying Helen Coberly, might some day be the father of a great American. The Former King Edward has bid farewell to England, and England and the rest of the world bid farewell to the young man, who told his people: 1 have found it impossible to carry the heavy burden of responsibility without the help and support of the woman I love. A good many men might say that who do not realize ft Whoever wrote, or helped to write that broadcast It was a sincere, touching farewell to the world's highest position, and well done. There Is no doubt that the young King inspired it Russias production of gold increases rapidly, with 144 gold fields active; the total production not less than $200,000,000 a year, and according to some estimates nearly $500,000,000. Russia already surpasses Canada and the United States in gold production, and expects soon to surpass the British South African gold fields, and all the gold goes to the government Prospectors and miners get praise., This gold production does not mean greater power for bolshevism. Quite the other way, It may be the worst thing that could happen to the Kart Marx-Leni- n Stalin theory. As nations and Individuals become rich they become conservative. -- will be who yOU more enthusiastic sew-your-o- ever than after making realities of these three new styles. 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