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Show THE RICH COTTNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH Sally Sez QUALITY EGGS ARE ALWAYS IN DEMAND College Poultryman Offers Some Suggestions. CHAPTER XIV - 17 Barbara lay on the beach, her arms fblded nnder her head, her eyes dreaming np into the cloudless blue of tbe Kit sat beside her, sketching. sky. At a little distance, Gay in a brief green bathing suit was the center of a Jamie and noisy chattering group. the Parrish twins, freckled and brown as gypsies, were building a miniature golf course. "Chips and the Parrish Airedale were engaged in a friendly tussle, their frisky feet flinging up showers of sand. Barbara had forgotten Kit and the children. She lay very still, thinking of many things. Summer was over. This was their last day at Bay Head. Tomorrow they would return to When What then? Thornhedge. the summer is over, Uncle Stephen had said. She thought, with a faint confused feeling, of what that might mean When the summer is over. She knew, now, that she had tried to hold the days, to keep them from passing too rapidly. Each of them was precious. sunny days, gray days wrapped in blankets of fog, stormy days when the wind blew from the northeast and the breakers pounded against the shore. Another day. Something might happen. Weeks ahead, Passing, passing too rapidly, sunny days, cloudy days, days when the storm wind blew. She could not hold them. They were When the summer is over, gone. Uncle Stephen had said. She remembered the day he had said it, the day after her party when Uncle Stephen had kissed her beside the lily pond in that new and fright ening way. It was late in the afternoon. She had sat in the library alcove, hidden by the hangings, trying to write a letter to Bruce, a sad difficult letter, a letter to tell him that she must stay with Dncle Stephen. She was tired, so dreadfully tired. The rain against the window had been soothing. She had gone to sleep, tired, so dreadfully tired. Voices had roused her, Uncle Stephens voice, the plushy voice of Aunt Ediths friend, Mrs. Beach. She had meant to come from behind the curtains. It wasnt polite to listen to a conversation when no one knew you were there. And then she had discovered that Mrs. Beach was talking about her.. She couldnt come out then. She had been too shy and hurt and ashamed, too sorry for Uncle Stephen. Susie Monroe, she had heard, had seen Uncle Stephen kiss her beside the lily pond. Susie had told her grandmother and her grandmother, a friend of Aunt Ediths, had told Mrs. Beach. Everybody was talking, Mrs. Beach reported. She felt It her duty to tell Stephen. Uncle Stephen had been very angry indeed angry but very polite. He had said very little. Barbara knew, by the tone of his voice, that he was angry and hurt. She had been so sorry for Uncle Stephen, bearing Mrs. Beach talk. He had been kind to her and the children, so wonderfully gentle and kind. She wanted to help him, There was nothing she somehow. could do. Uncle Stephen, at last, had rung for Henry. Mrs. Beach had rustled out of the room. Barbara had not meant Uncle Stephen to know that she had overheard the conversation. She waited until she thought he had left the room. Then she stepped out from behind the curtains. He was there, standing beside the hearth, his brows drawn down over his angry eyes. He had looked sorry when he saw her, sorry and angry and hurt You heard? he had asked. Uncle Stephen. "D n them, he had said, meaning Mrs. Beach and Susie Monroe and Im sorry, Susies gossiping grandmother. He had Im so terribly sorry. looked so sorry and angry that she had wanted to help him. People will talk. Uncle Stephen. Theres nothing you can do. Theres one thing, he had said. She knew what he meant She could tell by the expression in his eyes. A weight had settled into her heart If he hadnt Kissed her the evening before in that frightening sort of way she would have thought that he meant only to protect her. But he had kissed her. She knew about being in love. he bad said. Barbara She had wanted to stop him. Thinking of Bruce, she had wanted to run away. He must have seen that she was confused. He had not touched her. We I wont talk about it now, had said. When the summer is Fine, she answered, crawling Inover side the secret shell of herself. She Uncle Stephen had taken them to didnt like to hide from Uncle Stephen. Bay Head with Sarah and a brown But she had to, somehow. It was cook named Eliza. He had come down something she couldnt help. The children clustered about him. Barbara was only for week-endgrateful for that Since the evening There were many things to discuss. beside the lily pond, since Mrs. Beach Kits boat had a broken rudder but had swept out of the library, it had there was no use having it mended embarrassed .her to be with Uncle since they were leaving tomorrow. Stephen. It hurt her to feel that way. Sally Parrish had invited Gay to visit But she couldnt help it no matter how her in New York. Did Uncle Stephen think she might go the week-enhard she tried. after He had been as kind as ever. But next? Jamie had cut his foot on a his manner had changed. He treated piece of broken glass. But it wasnt her like a grown-uyoung lady. He anything much though Sarah predicted never kissed her as he did Gay or lock-jaHow were Henry and Katie? tousled her hair or ducked her under Had the kittens grown into cats? Did the waves. He never called her BabJamies pet frog still live in his moated bie. He called her Barbara now, all castle beside the lily pond? the time. Barbara saw and loved his patience She might have thought that she with the children. It was lovely to see had imagined that evening beside the them together, healthy and happy and lily pond except that, sometimes, he brown and carefree. They wouldnt looked at her in a wistful sort of way. be here, of course, if it wasnt for And now it was September. When Uncle Stephen. She could never be the summer is over, Uncle Stephen grateful enough. had said. . . . But he didnt want her to be grateDo you know where Bruce is, ful. He wanted her to be happy. Babs? Kit, lounging beside her, asked Would she be happy after a while? No, she said, turning her head to Would she forget about Bruce? Would avoid Kits eyes. She didnt know. the ache in her throat disappear? PerHe had not answered the c. fficult lethaps if she tried very hard. ter she wrote him, the letter which ' Run along, Stephen said presently. told him that she must stay with UnI want to talk to Barbara. cle Stephen. Her following letters Cant we hear, too? Gay asked. had been returned unopened. Bruce Come on, Kit said with a scowl had disappeared without telling her for Gay. Havent you any manners that he understood, without a consolat all? ing word, Bruce who had loved her They scattered in various directions. so much. Barbara sat very still. What would I should think he would write to Uncle Stephen say? When the sumI thought he mer is over. . . . us, Kit grumbled. liked us a lot Remember how he used It was about the house in Province-town- . to take us swimming? I had a letter from the real estate Barbara nodded, unable to speak because of a lump in her throat . . agent, Stephen said. Someone wants He was afraid to tell her how deeply to buy it. he loved her because she was a little Oh, Uncle Stephen! Barbara felt girl no higher than his heart and he a strange lonely ache in her heart. wasnt sure that she knew about be- She couldnt bear the thought of sellhouse. ing the ing in love, And how nice he was when Father Do you mind so much? Stephen died? Kit asked, remembering Bruce. asked, seeing a shadow slip across her Again Barbara nodded, her lashes face, seeing her hands clasping each wet with tears which Kit could not other tightly. see. . . . The flute knew only one I loved it, she said with a little I love you, pretty gypsy girl catch in her voice. She had liked to song. with the roses in your hair. . . think it was waiting there, waiting for Babs, Kit said, after an Interval Bruce and for her. of silence. But you wont need it, probably," Yes? Stephen said. What was she thinkThis is sort of a funny question Im ing? he wondered. He knew so little about her. The summer bad made no going to ask. What is it, Kit? She seemed more distant difference. Kit flushed from him than she bad in the spring. Well, I was thinking I mean, and looked embarrassed. What could he do? wouldnt it be funny if you should No, she agreed with a little sigh. We wont ever need it again." marry Uncle Stephen? What put that idea In your head? Its rather a good offer, Stephen Sarah told Eliza you are. What do you want to Kits continued. Of course I dont do? flush deepened. listen to servants talk. But Gay told "Sell it, I guess." It would he hers no longer, the house she Sally Parrish. You know how Gay is, Kit had loved. She wouldnt live there Kit rolled over on with Bruce. It might just as well be Yes. I know. But 1 was just thinking his side. sold. Therell be money," she added. wouldnt it be sort of funny, Babs? I can pay for the clothes. Would you like it? Barbara asked. Must you? Stephen asked, liking I think it would be swell, Kit anher independence but a little hurt as swered promptly. Then we could all well. stay together. You have to marry Id feel better, she said. That somebody, I suppose. was the agreement, you know." Maybe not. Yes, 1 know. But Im your guarKits voice held a dian now. Gee, Babs ! You dont want to note of distress. You werent then. She smiled be an old maid I a difthink that makes faintly. I wont be, she said, smiling faintference. Not for a year or two. ' If she ly. Was she happy? Stephen wondered. wouldnt keep thinking of Bruce. If What lay behind the smile, behind the there wasnt always an aching lump in sadneSS in her eyes? She was dear to her throat . . . him, so very dear. Should he have They were quiet after that Barbara waited? Should he have asked her lay with her arms crossed under her to marry him that night beside the lily head, her eyes dreaming up into the pond? She had seemed so small and shining blue of the sky. Where was so very young. Was il her mother he Bruce? Bruce had gone. Nothing had kissed, the Barbara he bad loved mattered. Nothing mattered at all . . . a very long time ago? He had wanted Kits voice broke the lazy silence. to be sure. He wasnt sure, even now. Here comes Uncle Stephen, he Would you like to go to Province-town- ? said, springing up from the sand. he asked. Hes early today. L guess thats beThere are some things I would like cause were going home. The ' dark lashes lifted. to have. But home was the The bed Father made for me, his Going home! house in Provincetown paintings, my chest. - Yes, I think Id She could never think of Thorn-hedglike to go. as home. They were going We can go next week. When the summer back tomorrow. "All of us? is over, Uncle Stephen had said. . , . The question hurt Stephen a little. She didnt want to be alone with him. Barbara saw Uncle Stephen walking All summer she had clung to the chiltoward them down the beach, tall dren. Why? and erect in his bathing suit, tanned Is it a If you like, he agreed. with them at the shore by week-end- s good idea? She saw Gay leave the chattering She nodded slowly, avoiding his group and run to meet him. She saw eyes. Jamie racing toward him. She saw "Then thats settled, he said. Kit, his face shining with shy excited she couldnt bear the Suddenly pleasure, crowding Gay and Jamie thought of losing the gray shingled aside. The children loved Uncle Ste She felt her eyes fill with house. She loved him, too. Rut she tears. phen. But she mustnt let Uncle wanted to run away. Stephen know She pulled herself up Hows my girl? Stephen asked nd. from tin pro BE CONTINUED.) dropping down on the sand beside tier he d p ... ... gray-shingle- d gray-shingle- ! gray-shingle- d e f d Suggestions for producing quality eggs, for which the market pays a premium, and which will be In even greater demand, are outlined by O. 0. Ufford, extension poultryman for the Colorado Agricultural college, as fol- lows: - 1. Confine or dispose of all males and produce infertile eggs. 2. Gather eggs at least twice daily. 3. Confine broody hens from the laying quarters. 4. Provide one nest for every three to five hens. 5. Keep clean nesting material in nests at all times. 6. Keep poultry houses and equipment clean and sanitary. 7. Gather eggs in baskets or wood en receptacles rather than galvanized pails, as the metal containers mark the eggs. 8. Feed a good paying ration. See the new agricultural college bulletin on "Feeding Poultry of All Ages." 9. Hold eggs until marketed in a clean, cool place, free from all odors. 10. Prevent excessive evaporation of moisture from eggs by covering the container with a damp cloth. 11. Clean soiled eggs with steel wool rather than wash them. 12. Market eggs at least twice each week. 13. Secure an egg candling chart from the United States Department of Agriculture, and learn to determine quality 14. by candling. Protect eggs from the hot sun on the way to market 15. Do not market an egg unless you are convinced it is of good quality. 16. Pack eggs for shipping or delivery with small ends down. Problems are on hand. facing ns throughout the land, big problem which prevails. be measured on small scales. Does your home town PATRONIZE HOME INDUSTRY? Weighty Theyre And one Cannot HEWllET.TiS mmim THIWEEIPSPRIZESTORY The hunting season is on. Never was there such a splendid chance to get a bag fall. Study the following directions for killing three Intermountam Birds with one Your merchants are ready and Stone: willing to embrace the N R A but in some cases that is almost impossible. Dont leave it all to the merchant. Buy his Enable him to employ more help. goods. And the circle is completed when conditions automatically better themselves and you are benefitted. There are our three birds- - the Intermountain Merchant, the Intermountain Jcbhunler and the InterKnown as oster mountain (commonly And what a paradox! The Yourself). quicker you kill these three birds the lustier they will become the result of Intermountain atmosphere. E. MacQUIVEY, Wendell, Idaho. EVERYTHING FOR THE BUILDER Give Pullets Attention in Development Period It is from pullets that the poultryman will make a profit on his flock this fall and winter. Poor birds show a high mortality when placed in the laying house, nor do they lay so well. This means that the young birds now being grown out should have attention given to their range, their shel ters, their food, and other vital necessities, says C. F. Parrish, extension poultryman at North Carolina State college. Developing pullets need free range on land that has not been used by chickens or has been cultivated since the last flock used it. Range shelters are filling a definite need in the poultry program and such shelters are easily constructed. A range shelter in an orchard planted to a cover crop makes an ideal place to raise and develop the future layers. Parrish says there are many systems of feeding, and the experienced grower will use the one which has paid him best. Under no circum stances, however, should he use the dole system. . Full feeding is always desirable. A plentiful supply of fresh, clean water is also essential. Over 50 per cent of the birds body is water and full development will be retarded where a plentiful supply Is not avail able. 'Mark' Broody Hens can usually be broken up Id three or four days by confining the offending bird (on full feed) in a d slat or coop. By keep ing a string of legbands hanging on the broody coop and by putting one on every bird put into the coop, each broody hen will carry on her leg a record of her broodiness. 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