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Show THE BULLETIN i HOW-T9- SEW . oJ Ruth Wyeth Spears A Hcuuteti OH.C Win I i CHAPTER QictiOH Septal By HAROLD CHANNING WIRE WMJ Stnkm XXD-CoBd- nuH From behind the rock, Breck leveled his gun on black opening between two giant trunks that stood like gate posts at the opposite end of the bridge. Sound of approach came nearer. The riders would first pass through a hollow where trees 'grew thick. Abruptly a horse thrust its white face between the two trunks. It came on. Another followed. "Pardnerl" "I see," Breck whispered. sides that, she had to get old Tom and the Senator out" He mounted, giving orders. "You ride that north canyon. JG and some of his boys are up there. Slim and I will go to a bunch working on Nine Mile. Do what you can; God knows we're blind without a wire to Kern Peak." What they could do was little enough. Breck realized that when he came upon Jackson and a handful of cowpunchers. The cowman as he said, met him, grim-face"We've done our damnedest Rang- Here he had saved Louise from the cattle stampede. He had carried her home in his arms. They yearned for her now. That day he had not known what It was to love. Desperation swept upon him. He could make life happy for her. She could paint They would live below . . . winters. But summers they must come back. Realization of that struck him forcibly. Bound into his love for Louise, growing out of it was a love for the High d, He steadied his aim over the flat rock er." top. Breck took up his tools and "Wait tin they get on the bridge," plunged into the endless Job of clearSierra advised. "Call out once. If ing brush. But only a giant able to they move to break away, let 'em tear trees by the roots, could have have It" held the blaze thai swept steadily Breck watched behind his sights. upward. Night came; men bad to Jud rode in the lead, straight, alert steep. They dropped on the ground Hep crouched In his saddle. They for turns, Breck waiting came upon the narrow bridge with until his legs collapsed beneath him. horses walking nose to tail; reached Dawn rose over that most desolate the center. Breck rose with a com- of sights a mountain range being mand that was never uttered. laid waste. Throughout the mornAll in a split second the two horses ing Breck flung his wearied crew were plunging on with saddles emp- against the line, yet they were ty. Though watching the spot. blocked. Even as they built back two-ho- Temple Meadow, since he last saw it had changed from fiesta grounds to hospital ward. He loped in before evening, coming among cots beneath the pines where men lay asleep with arms and faces In white cloths. Dad Cook came from a shed and hailed him. "Dam' me if you don't r. look like an Mountain man for sure! Son, you've earned a rest and you'd better grab it Slim's getting his." "Louise here?" Breck asked, even before he reached the ground. "In the cabin. She's all right Been worried?" Breck dropped upon a log, relaxed tension suddenly leaving him old-time- "Better turn In." Cook advised him, "and count this Job done. We've got some black forest but she's otherwise cleaned up." He paused, drawing an envelope from bis pocket "Here's something for you. The Senator's party went out with the first pack train. Had enough mountains, but he knows a sight more than whei he came in. I think we'U nam a trail for him yet" Breck tore open the letter. It was from Irene. He expected something, not knowing exactly what A change of some sort But here was still the evasive writing, poured out in unfinished thoughts until the end. There she wrote: "Arthur is a dear boy, Gordon. Don't put him in JaiL I lied to him beautifully. We quite understand each other now." I? "What about Art?" Breck asked. "The doctor packed him down last night He'U pull through." "I mean what are we to do about him." Without hesitation Cook answered, "Give him a chance. You're fin. ished with the Tillsons. Hep was the one. Ask Louy." But when Breck found Louise, It was not to ask her that She came from Temple's shanty, softly closing the door. Her eyes welcomed him, yet were filled with trouble. "Your father Is worse?" he asked. She nodded. "The fire was too. much. He shouldn't have gone." They moved from the cabin and Breck led her into the pines where the words would not carry back. "Louise, I'm going to send your father out I know a surgeon. He'U !53fTiTj r BOTTOM OF CUSMON-n- iff N5M -. back mam i fJ afcJgj i""EAR MRS. 8PEARS; I have both of your books and they certainly have been a help to me. followed your directions in Book 1 for making all of my Recently I started a wall hanging of crewel work embroid ery that required many stitches that were new to me. I found them all clearly diagramed in Book 2, and was certainly glad I bad it to turn to. 'I am now interested in covering seat cushions for our dinette. The children have both breakfast and their mid-da- y meal here. Can you suggest a material that will stand hard wear and that comes in bright colors? G. B." Striped awning material would slip-cever- do wonders." s. have suggested slide fasteners for the cushions so that they may be removed easily for laundering. Notice about book prices: Book for the Home Deco rator; and No. 2, Gifts, Novelties and Embroideries, are now IS cents each, or both books for 29 cents. Readers who have not secured their copies of these two books should send in their orders immediately, as no more copies will be available, when the present supply is exhausted. Your choice of the QUILT LEAFLET illustrating 38 authentic patchwork stitches or the RAG RUG LEAFLET, will be included with orders for both books for the present, but the offer may be withdrawn at any time. Leaflets are 0 cents each when ordered separately. Everyone should have copies of these two books containing a total of 96 How to Sew articles by Mrs. Spears, that have not appeared in the paper. Send your order at once to Mrs. Spears, Z10 S. Des-plaines St., Chicago, 111. She stood with eyes averted, though one hand clasped his tightly. "While be Is there," Breck continued, "you and I will work two Jobs the forest and the ranch." He hesitated. It had never occurred to ftrnnsrl Fremiti him that it would be hard to tell give good service and both you this girl he loved her. Now he and the youngsters would enjoy PUBLIC OFFICIALS seemed wordless. He wished she the gay coloring in this much used corner. Green and orange stripes would help. would be attractive, and this color if UR representative government She looked up. "We?" ms whij JUt MBWSa WHinHTIIiV That was enough. His arms swept scheme could be repeated in In officials. That confidence her close. "We, yes, you and I to- green curtains and orange paint mustpuLlie ore J. It am only Im re be rr it a inside of the for cupboard. gether. Louise! I love you, want ronduet of pub. tured by LucIneM-lik- e you always." All at once words lie affairs." Governor John IT. Brick-e-r rushed too swiftly where there had of Ohio. By Michelangelo been none. "We can live the life we The only work ever signed by have talked about Outside, then Michelangelo Buonarroti, world's here. You need not answer now supreme sculptor, is his Pieta, in not until you know more of me." St. Peter's in Rome. This marble "Know you!" Her eyes and her altar piece, showing the Madon voice checked him. "Don't I know na with the dead Christ in her you? Haven't you shown me what arms, has the sculptor's name and you are, over and over again?" birthplace 'chiseled in large let "But nothing of who I am," be ters on the shoulder band crossing QUICK Pj 4fV fj asserted. Mary's garment. They were add' ed later, in the church at night, "Doesn't it?" after Michelangelo had overheard Complete Ignorance "No." Gently she lifted her hands strangers credit the work to an To be proud of learning is the to his face, drawing him down. "Not other man. Collier s. greatest ignorance. "And of course that matters! " here nor any place I know of! And if you want my answer at all, take it now." THE END. Middle Ages Attempted to Guard From Infection; 'Cholera Man' Wore Costume The dangers of contagion have bottle containing vinegar, and in been known for centuries, but the the mouth a twig of sweet calamus. Breck sprang ay Sparks were eating the cloth of his shirt. use of sensible, efficient measures "Over the bandage a shirt, soaked Breck scarcely caught a glimpse of flres In one canyon, spots flared fur to guard against contagion had to in chloride of lime, over that a cot two bodies hurtling downward into ther on. wait for the discoveries of the mod- ton wool Jacket and a hot brick and, Toward noon he rode to a bald ern sciences of bacteriology and finally, a vest sprinkled with chlorthe gorge. He whirls 1 to Sierra. ide of lime. Then a mantle made of Sierra faced him. Neitlier had shot knob, hoping to get some Idea of chemistry. yet the mountains suT echoed to their position. He was half an hour An idea of how the Middle ages oilcloth and a hat of the same. In In climbing up and found that the attempted to guard from Infection his right pocket he carries one the crack of guns. d "Rifles!" Sierra gasped. "Back of point which had seemed so high was the "cholera man" who was called pound of balm mint tea, a of carlyme thistle and a half-poui till lower than those around it He upon to care for cholera patients Is us!" sat numbed in mind and body. In afforded in the directions prescribof sage. In his vest pocket Breck turned. "The nesters?" whole South the Sierra another "cholcostume which a bottle containing camohe day the the carries horses behind ing bank the them, Up mile oil and In his trousers pocket to the crest would be stripped. Only a miracle era man" was to wear. were being hard-ridde- n To resist the dread disease he was a bottle of camphor. They passed over and the sound could save the forest He did not believe In miracles. to be equipped, according to the "On his hat he balances a tureen died. on the knob best advice of those days, as fol- of thick gruel, in his right hand he Sierra leaped from the rock. "No though as he rested droning. It lows: carries a shrub of Juniper, and in use following up there nowl We've there sounded a far-o"About his body first a layer of his left hand an acacl branch. got to get out of here. That fire's puzzled him; recognition of its magic came slowly. Then suddenly he India rubber, thereupon large Strapped to his body Is a small traveling!" "Walt" laid Breck. '1 want to knew. Not the miracle of rain from pitch plaster; on top of this band- wagon which he pulls after him and a cloudless sky, nor an unseen hand age of six yards of flannel. On the in which be sure of this." there are IS yards of flanback the flames, but of a pit of his stomach a copper plate, beating "Them two didn't live to hit bota nel, boiling kettle, 10 scrubbing man. on the chest a large box of warm tom!" Sierra flung out "Come winged 18 bricks, two hides and Into brushes, a roar The droning surged Around neck double a the sand. on!" a comfort stooL He must wear a white ship burst through rolls of But Breck ran to the bridge, knelt as a bandage filled with Juniper berries his shot close over It smoke. posimask made of curly-mipaste and of ears and in the pepper; grains and peered over. Only white wa- tion and he read the letters: USFS. a of a of cala camtwo wool cotton of with quarter pound keep rocks pieces ter, foaming trough Jagged He From somewhere word had gone phor; hung on the nose a smelling mus In his mouth." .of the gorge, met his eyes. outside! stared at it dvawn tense by a vision Swept with grateful impulse he tit Hep Tills on's treacherous face, lifted clasped hands high toward it jibe man who had killed Jim Cotter The plane banked as if answering, dead! was circled, and upon passing once more, "Pardnerl" a long white ribbon. Breck Breck sprang up. Sparks were dropped to rushed it found a small bag jeating the cloth of his shirt A red with sand, then a tube of wave curled over the opposite ridge, weighted i we've got to move," Sierra paper. "Relief," it said, "coming in from "Cook win be needing us shouted. Sequoia." bad!" Swinging upon Kit he raced from the knob and shouted the magic CHAPTER XXm word to his men below. "They've got us located, boys. We'll get reook did need them. They lief now." fimbed a ridge east of Sulphur and The plane's promise was not fullooked acrosa to a smaU round filled through the afternoon nor in Lynn Harding, a beautiful American girl. Is vacatmeadow halfway up Kern Peak's the first hours of dark. But about ioning in India as the guest of the Maharanee and flank. Fire had already swept two midnight Breck saw back fires Maharajah at Kadur. Two men enter her life: Carl sides of Indian Rock. The blaze springing up over a ten mile front soon would backs officer of the British army, morntheir at north and and Norwood, both a level-heade- d south, coming up by complete the circle. All the country ing the line was almost solid. Hunand charming, unscrupulous Prince Rundbla, heir to for miles both north and south lay dreds of men must have poured up Kadur's throne. under smoke. Kern River gap under the air pa"Sierra swung from his horse. trol's direction. In the inevitable conflict between the age-ol-d that It was a little before mid-da"Ought to begin here and make our customs of the East and the conventions of the West man rode in firebreak on the way down," he ad- a lean, brown-face- d crew. of an emergency at the head vised. made even more exciting by Norwood's efforts to It was past noon when they had He halted among Jackson's cowsettle a boundary dispute among the natives finished a break and rode into camp. boys and swung oil. "I guess you felPrince Bundhia lows have had enough of it Is pits all the craft and guile of Oriental Cook was there. Breck here?" "Saw you coming." he said briefphilosophy against Norwood's Western code. Breck went to him. ly. "It's a good Job you did yon"I'm Green," the man said, "from der. How about the Sulphur busiLynn, attracted by something different in both men ness?" Sequoia. We'll finish this. Cook watches breathlessly as the battle of wits and brawn "Nesters saved us a couple of says for you to meet him at Temple works itself out to an overwhelming Hiwimr as shots." was Sierra's laconic report Meadow." "Did you get the call through "Where's Louise?" Breck asked. dramatic as anything Mundy has ever written. "Gone out It looked like we were Rock House Station?" Breck asked, Tost and West" is one of the truly great advengoing to be surrounded and some- his first thought for Louise. "I don't know," Green answered. one had to reach a telephone. She's ture stories of the Far East Youll enjoy every Fear shot strength into Breck' trying to make it to your station." on his threw He deadened Breck chapter of this glamorous, thrilling yarn by one of House?" body. "Rock gasped. "Good God!" He looked south into a saddle and rode at once. All the the world's best writers. Begin reading It next issue I pall of smoke. 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