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Show THE PAYSOX CHRONICLE. PAYSOX, ITAH here, ter! Mb ft, hrz EgjjRRECTION ,VER M $f junior e thirty-thro- eVerful Wellington, ,S Incorporat'd Mines of questionable a secret Canadian Arctic, where a Inaccessible Lore a rich but on Kes-edi5- f fid been discovered flows Into Dyna-Tatricia. high spirited and i' of crusty old Jasper is engaged to Warren. him to accompanv triSfTmake K ZU, Vef there are the difficulties, they .thread Fat is disturbed not disclose what his meets Sain Honey- gion is She the iil Moved by r erid of Poleons who, BJ1 Fomler, a prospector struggles to hold his Informed retain-- . HI. tally deodes to help him t Chiwaughiml. about Pat s befriend-P-ospectorWarren tries to dis-- r Tarl-hoHe tells her that Ciaig she had once been in for w deputy mining Inspector A brilliant ection river area. US company, Bn Paj resigned in dsgust from delcompany because of its he had i - s H e nods. ,) cold i tilt ( fttl la Later she meets Craig, mere-- g inferring that she Is interest In the prospectors, assion for the hapless prospects Pat decides to build a huge W m n the Job house or Den. cod her to npleton, Warren tells it. She refuses after a stormy leaves on a the north. Pat learns that khas withdrawn her allowance, p Is her now she will have to go ie refuses to advance her a loan p three-mont- aig to She moves her prospectors. the river near the Den. When at-- d aided by the Chivvaughimis, force her to board a plane for ;e Pi eqm iL ajai I ri i (ss and beat Warren's hopes to starve the prospectors make them sell their claims for rallv the prospectors She learns now of tells the prospectors of Pat War-Sti- ll attentive to Pat. Warren subtle campaign to get the jo jpt igui bis di os APTER VI obS ted Continued the two main thus taken care of eas-ih- . and fuel, tere ft! ,! badly for the odds of operating expenses, she Ecretly to Chicago and had her jewelry sold, through thereby raising enough keep the Den going a while rg money 5 Sun with fighting didnt Craig come back and Why SYNOPSIS i Warren, thaw out and get into this fight, instead of being such an iceberg? He might be able to whip Warren, whereas she could only stave off the debacle a little longer. With the November Resurrection froze over for its long winter sleep. Shore ice stilled the beating surf of Great Desolation and crept out and out in the the bay until at last the whole great lake lay quiet and dead. Snow covered the land and frozen waters, snow as dry and gritty as sand. The sun had swung farther and farther to the south till it was making only a little arch above the southern horizon, and the days had dwindled almost to nothing. After a long morning twilight the laggard sun rose at eleven, Inched across its little journey, sank out of sight at one; and then the purple afternoon twilight gradually deepened till at last the stars and Aurora were flashing their cold lights on the scintillating snow. As the Big Dark drew near, storms that sent the temperature plummeting to 50 below came howling down from the pole and raged for days on end. Near the beginning of December the sun failed to rise at all, day failed to come, a weird dusk that was neither day nor night settled over the land. At noon, as at midnight, one could look up and see the stars. The Sacred W, the Two Bears, the Dragon and other northern constellations swung around and around in the sky, never setting. The hopelessness of her struggle against Warren plunged Patricia into a bottomless despair. Strange moods preyed on her. The only girl on Resurrection, one girl among 300 men, she hungered for the companionship of her own sex. With the drawing near of Christmas she was seized with a terrific homesickness, and in the privacy of her cabin she cried for Frances, her mother, her girl friends, and the familiar round of holiday parties Chicheerily going on in cago. far-awa- y On the day before Christmas she left the community house near afternoon and started for her midcab- prospectors in in. A gathering storm was beginbig house, scold-doze-n ning to lash the pines and send the men, planning three snow crawling and seething about day, keeping quarrels down her feet This blizzard, she could sts up, she was a busy girl, see, was different from previous iest she had ever been in ones. Its tone was deeper, throat- During the first six weeks wing that m 'war," before defeat began w and her doubts and un-e- s rose to re were near to storm fury within times when she No happiness. leness. No more of that inner restlessness which log her wherever she went. wondering where to find tomorrow, or choosing doresome inanities. e d October, Sam came in to the Bay, hack one of the pledges le sei)t bp Resurrection Patricia names, she upon Craigs fm'he.WaS a11 eaSemess. ;he had brought the .lCa,bl"-''- dld Cra5 What did he say, he make any comments sSr, Mr Lovett? Was was n"ht: but 1 aU uSaid dnthi"g he did. too in he a tw.il shes ?erjS dunno what ; meant "tirl" was Tie Was Surprised, Plenty taunt- - ,ast All Right. hiithe lip an and Was glvin it ier; it was massing its strength But bn W Was she in in- - more slowly and ominously. :10n7h tilrem'',rk? WaS between the Den and her Halfway he had judged her cabin a sudden call came out of on hcr the rising moan of the wind: "Treeshia! iow liat hRay' Surdy he a,g S had t3ken SthTture Was in dea 0,jlcl say a L6 JJ ord er, if he HhlV0 do ever did an-v wishful couMhPed for nothing, the Jg 1 cold aloof36 dsappoint-s- t : rrMabtCk' VAf was the r f.a!ng sanely she morally right cvory rteXTae:'hlSedUty Pr.ze i'as "1 Oh hh! From oi hear:le,3Sd thevo sheL field!r belleved peeda- - Hls final ,at last that uld nave this her frantic. There's nothing that can be done, Craig said. He moved around so that his body sheltered Patricia from the wind, for the storm was lashing her in the face with Icy pellets and lapping snow spume over her racquets. Bill is in no pain. Ive shot him full of drug. Maybe its better you dont go up there; your visit might rouse him. In a minute Im going back and relieve Poleon. I can do everything necessary." He tapped a packet which he was carrying under his arm. I brought you a Christmas remembrance, Treeshia. From the barrens. Patricias heart pounded madly. Treeshia he had called her that again! And he was giving her a Christmas present. Were the heavens caving in? Was she dream- Patricia stopped in her tracks, that was Treeshia the name which Craig had given her, at Gods lake; his own name for her. No other person on earth called her that She whirled. Twenty yards out in the gloom a tall rangy figure was looming up, coming toward her. Because of his heavy fur clothes she was not sure of him at first, but as he drew near she could no longer doubt. It is is he! she breathed. Craig trudged up to her, weariness written on his face. Hullo, he greeted, shaking back his parka-hooand standing bareheaded before her. He looked her as always, up and down, sharp-eyebut his former scorn and suspicion seemed gone now. Hmmph! You, wearing Eskimo togs! And you. dead-shor- t. their New clothes, dear! And what on you! Where did you get them, if I may ask?" Craig brought them to me as a pretty ones n snow-plastere- d d d With Much Variety rg Prize theyre such easy patches to apply I If its variety youre looking for, make this your choice. Theres the fun of using o many different materials the pleasure of owning so colorful a iSofT Under iS-a Railroads Burrow Under New When she entered Warrens cabin, across the river, and walked over to his desk, he surveyed her in tire light of the gasoline lamp. Prize Applique Quilt IIer simplicity in needlework In this gay applique quilt, Grand-mothe- wall peg. Christmas present, Patricia said He came back to the Bay frankly. this afternoon, he and Poleon. Lovett winced Patricia read the thought in his mind she was wearing clothes which Craig Tariton had ing? There was nothing more than brought her. I hated to come here, Warren," friendship in Craigs attitude; nothshe said hastily, badly torn up by more a than cordial esteem such ing I hate to tell as he might have shown toward what she had to do. whom he But anybody respected. friendship and esteem from him they were overwhelming riches to the lonely and disheartened girl. My cabin its just yonder; wont you step over fur a cup of tea, Craig? she invited hesitatingly, not knowing how far to presume on his friendliness. I can stay only a minute, but Id be glad, Craig accepted. They walked together to her cabin and went inside, out of the rising storm. Craig laid his present on Patricias cot and looked around at her home. Dainty and feminine, with curtained windows, cretonne colors and the cozy warmth of a girls touch, it was a great contrast to hs own stern bachelor cabin up the hollow. You're actually living over On this side of here! he said. Resurrection. Sam Honeywell was the first to tell me. I laughed at him. But then others told me. In a kind of daze Patricia set two cups and saucers on her little table. For Craig to be there in her cabin, having tea with her, was in miracle. the nature of a wish-borJust a few minutes ago the Bay had been unutterably empty, the storm frightening; but now Craig was "Youll Go Back to Your Home, back, and the Bay did not seem to Your Family, Won't You? lonely or the heavens black and lowering. you this, but I've got to. We cant One thing, Craig said, brush- go on as we are. It's impossible. Warren started a little. Whats ing a hand across his tired eyes, has been on my conscience. That impossible?" He seemed to know time I suspected you of trying to what was coming. cheat Bill Fornier. I apologized Our engagement, Warren. I want once, but in the light of whats hap- to end it Please, this isnt any pened since, I see that my suspi- sudden decision. For months Ive cion was positively brutal. been realizing that I didn't love you Patricia blurted enough to marry you. I should have Yes, it was! out It hurt me awf'ly, Craig. But told you this before now. But I just drifted along and put off facing the I dont mind that now. While they drank their tea Craig truth till Ive come to the point asked her a few questions about the where I must face it. Reluctantly, knowing that she was Den, about the prospectors; but he gave no indication that he cared to taking a fraught step, she slipped finpitch into the fight. He mentioned their engagement ring from her the possibility of going back to the ger and laid it on Warren's desk. Patricia! barrens, after the holidays, and finShe looked dowfn at the floor, unishing his inspection work. In As he set down his cup Patricia able to meet Wacrens eyes. needed to insisted: Please, Craig, youre so those moments, when she remember Warrens dishonesty with badly worn out let me go up to and his her campaign Bill your cabin and take care of defenseless men and while you lie down and sleep here against these the long weeks when he had refor a few hours. to build up a Its my pulsed hers attempt Craig shook his head. between herself and loyal if feel to easier seems Bill job. she seemed to forget all that Im with him. I think I'd better go him, remember only the occasions now. Poleon is in bad shape, after and Warren had done her a kindwhen our trip. ness. When the door closed behind him After a few moments she heard of window to north the ran Patricia him a clear say slowly, On Christmas Eve, place her cabin, scratched He reached out and and Patricia. pane, on the hoarfrosted This isnt a the swallowed ring. was up he picked till him watched very pleasant Christmas present to gloom. up in the v.ind-torFor the first time, as she stood give a man, dear. The hurt in his voice tugged at at the curtained window, she permitted herself to believe that Gods Patricia. I I didnt stop to think about lake could be resurrected between I never stop Craig and her. For the first time that. Oh, Im sorry! she admitted to herself it broke to to think about anything. She over her irresistibly, an engulfing burst into tears. Forgive me, Warren. I didn't mean to be so heartflood that she was wildly and blindhim. less. with in love ly Warren stood steady under the A long time after Craig had vanexished in the twilight she awoke from blow, as though he had half a measure in was and it turned and tumultuous thoughts pected her prepared. Only for an instant had to the cot where his Christmas present lay. It was a large deerskin he yielded to emotion. On Christthose words Patricia packet, laced with babische and mas Eve, his heart; words of smelling of campfire smoke. With had come from pain. But immediately he had fumbly hands she untied the thongs, Indian-madFurs! clamped down and become his spread open his gift. A complete winter outfit for sternly repressed self again, the self that she intensely a girl: kamiks or small boots lined poker-facewith rabbit fur, huduhk or trousers, disliked. Please don't cry about it, dear, a netsuk or blouse with parka-hooIts done now. I know bade. he of dark gleamattached, and gloves He stop to think." didnt you ing otter. in front of her as around took she door, cabin stepped the Bolting Don't go just off her other clothes and put on she turned away. There's a word or two these new ones. The furs were ex- yet, Patricia. I must say to you. quisitely matched, the workmanship She brushed the tears from her flawless, the whole outfit the most What. Warren? beautiful ensemble she had ever eyes. the ring over and over turned He so her fitted perseen. And they You inin his had palm, thoughtfully. fectly that she knew Craig had someto back Ch.cago to tend go them made especially for her. Patricia" don't you. of time. mirher front As she stood in Why. yes. Of course. Why1 ror and lifted a hand to stroke the "You'll go bark to yo lr home, she of caught her parka, soft fur vnn't you" oure to enfamily, of the your fires the cold sparkling to sever y"urc.f from not plann.ng gagement diamond on her finger. tney mean that ell from and Her hand dropped like a flash. The them to youher sight of the ring broke into dis (TO BE COMM FI! happy thoughts like a jarring d nrpy1 At hus-ban- n tched his head. "He She when did you get back to the Bay? "Twenty m.r.utcs ago. Po!eon and I. We brought B.U Former. He s up at my cubm. Puleon is up there with him. one-nes- As en,to sign. the long Lst of "thded to run v! her voice that you cord. Forgetting all about her new clothes, she stared down at ht r hand, at Warrens ring. Not m,t.l that moment had she fully realized its meaning. She was engiged tj Warren, was going tc marry h n, live with him; he would be her the father of her children. Thats what the ring meant. It suddenly seemed a hateful thing, that beautiful diamond a symbol of a loveless betrothal. She wanted to get it off her hand, and end the lie. She couldn't marry Warren. The very thought was repugnant, even stnfuL Her Arctic trip at least had saved her from a bitterly unhappy marriage. Of at least one thing she was certain now, amid all her raging uncertainties she could never marry Warren. She whirled around, caught up her gloves, lifted her snowshocs from d the end of Tafh I ditir t know win- knew that Bill was dying. Bill had woiked at his claims till he dropped, and they had brought him in to the Bay to die. Tears sprang to her eyes. Cant I do something to help. Craig? Cant I see him, nurse him? BYRON MOWERY " Arctic t to keep Patricia started. I t steady of an Craigs tone she fRON W the dead Patncia food ilUIAM H m York City. Travelers Rarely Realize Whirlwind of Activity in Pennsylvania Station Prepared by National Generanhic Society, N U Service. Washington. I) C ALTHOUGH it celebrated its twenty-fift- h anniversary in 1935, the Pennsylvania station in New York still is the largest in the world. Walk around it and you have tramped half a mile, with no more sight of train or track than you would encounter about the Vatican or the Louvre. The station really is an eight-acr- e platform, with a mammoth superstructure, bridging the Manhattan mouths of two tunnels. Some trains run through these tunnels for seven miles, from New Jersey to Long Island, under the Hudson and East rivers, pausing beneath the station, but never emerging into the daylight or night glow of New York city. Northbound trains pass the most complex traffic corner in the world, for above the train tunnel, at Herald square, In the order named, are the Sixth avenue subway, the tubes, the street-leve- l bus lines and the Sixth avenue elevated. Imagine an airplane overhead, and It would be perfectly feasible for six vehicles to pass that Intersection at one time. Half Million Tickets a Month. It takes a staff of 78 men to sell tickets at Pennsylvania station. In a normal month they sold 553,204 tickets for $1,595,280.60. The months of Easter, Christmas and Labor day raise that volume by a third or more. Printed tickets ready for sale, 150,000,000 of them, are stored in a room where they are guarded like notes in the United States treasury. Some of these tinted, watermarked slips are worth a hundred dollars and more when stamped. Beside each sellers grilled window is a rack from which he flicks out tickets with familiar nonchalance. These racks are mounted on wheels and have folding fronts and locks. Each seller has his own rack and key. When he goes off duty, he rolls his rack back of the line, locks it, and deposits the key in the cashier's safe. The tickets are charged out to him and he must return the unsold quota and the money for those he sold. Selling Tickets Is Final Step. The station cashier's office is like a bank. You may have noticed that when you pay for meals on a dining car you always receive crisp, new bills in change. The cashier must have on hand these fresh bills Some in for stewards. $3,000 "ones are enough five days of the week, but on Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays he must have a stock of $7,000 or $8,000 In ones alone. Selling tickets, however, is only the final step In a series of events. When docs the next train leave What connecfor Topeka. Kan.? tions do I make for Chicago? What is the fare? Only a small fraction of such questions are asked in person at the conspicuous information booths. Normally 20 clerks are on duty at a time answering some 700 telephone calls an hour. The peak of this year's inquiries exceeded 1,100 in one hour before clerks work Labor day. Forty-fou- r in shifts to dispense information. If you watch the smooth operation of the soundproof telephone room not once will you see a clerk consult a timetable. They are too cumbersome and tell too little. Foolish Questions Come Often. Instead, the information chief works with card-indeexperts to compile ail information about schedules of all railroad, airplane, and bus lines and all fares on visible card files. One file gives name of all Important golf clubs on Long Island and the nearest railroad station to each club. It takes poise, tact, resourcefulness, to answer some questions. As examples: "Do I have a berth all to myself or do I have to share it? What hotels in Washington have swimming pools? "My husband left last night on the B. and O. Where is ha gouig? Have you any hy fever fares to New Hampshire These Phones ARE Busy. What time do I get a tram to go to Mr. Abram Walker's funeral at Toms Ferry?" "Should I dress and undress In my berth or in the men' room?" When you reserve a ticket by telephone you call one of the busiest telephone number In New York city. In addition to outside lines, 130 branch ticket offices in Manhattan, Brooklyn and Newark are connected with the central reservation bureau by private wires. In a spacious gallery from 15 to 20 clerks sit before a series of apertures like e village boxes, except that these cases are mounted to move along a track from clerk to clerk. In the boxes are piled the reservation cards, the kind the Pullman conductor always Is fingering just before the train leaves; In each cards for pigeonhole are marked-u60 days ahead. Lights Govern Conversation. Before each clerk is a series of ten red lights and ten green lights. The green lights denote a ticket office call; the red lights an outside call direct from a passenger. A green light flashes. Lower ten, K7. 3 p. m. Chicago. Today. Ticket 7,492. Right. In very different tone and tempo is the next response to a red light, an Individual who must have explanation of price, type of accommodation, daylight time in summer, and a thank you." No switchboard operator intervenes in the 10,000 or sometimes many more calls that come in daily. An automatic selector, worked out with the New York Telephone company engineers, routes these calls from ten lines out of the selector room to ten positions at the card tables" In the reservation bureau. If one operator is busy, the "selector shunts the call to another, lighting the red or green signal to denote its origin. In an average 24 hours 63 clerks are employed in shifts to make some 8,000 reservations for berths, chairs, compartments or drawing rooms. What They Leave on Trains. Perhars the high light of "human Interest In the station Is the lost and found storeroom. There are stored and ticketed some several hundred different items. The articles recently included a basket of spectacles, skis, two cats, a bootblack's outfit, books in six languages, a pair of crutches, three sets of false teeth, a restive terrier, dozens of umbrellns, tennis racquets, more than twoscore womens coats, piles of gloves, a fresh sirloin steak (sad harbinger of domestic recrimination) and $20,000 worth of bonds about to be returned by special messenger. In subterranean corridors, far below the station tracks, may be piled hundreds of pigeon crates. As many as 3,200 crates of homers have been shipped in a month, as far as a thousand miles, to be released by baggagemasters for races back to home lofts. Other strange shipments come through the station for baggage or express cars baby alligators, pedigreed chicks, honeybees, game, thousands of crates of "mail order eggs and bullion cargoes accompanied by 25 or 30 armed men. Saturday nights from 75 to 80 trucks race with their loads of Sunday parers to catch the baggage cars attached to the paper trains. One newspaper's early Sunday edition goes to press at 9 10 p. m. and is loaded on a tram leaving at 9 50. If the driver gets held up by a single traffic light the stationmastcr must hold the train. Handling the Mail. Some 150 carloads of mail are handled in and out of this station every day. If the sacks were piled and hauled along platforms passengers would not have space to board trains. They are dropped through trap doors beside mail cars where conveyer belts carry them to huge separating tables. There men assort the bags as they pour In and pitch them into chutes for other belts that run beneath the street to the city post office adjoining, or to belts that connect with outgoing trains. Around special tracks, to which passengers are not admitted, where mail cars await loading, are spy galleries from which postal Inspectors, unseen by the workers, may watch the operation. Nearly 150,000 sacks of mail a day, about 1,500 trunks and other checked baggage, 2,200 pieces of hand baggage checked in parcel rooms and a thousand more pieces in parcel lockers, from 20,000 to 30,000 pieces of parcel post these are some of the operations that must not obtrude upon passenger comfort. old-tim- e post-offic- rattern 1158 quilt that fits Into any bedroom. And if Its just a pillow you want, the 8 inch block makes an effeo-tiv- e one. Pattern 1453 contains complete, simple Instructions for cutting, sewing and finishing, together with yardage chart, diagram of quilt to help arrange the blocks for single and double bed size, and a diagram of block which serves as a guide for placing the patches and suggests contrasting materials. 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