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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH, UTAH . i? I Married Man Passes on Dye Reveals Presence of Cancerous Growth Hot Hiding Place Tip by Evelyn, Campbell (Copyright by Evelyn Campbell.) WNU Service ' It Is an old saying that one half of the world doesn't know, how. the other half lives. Until recently it had al- way s' been applied to the- poorer half Iy the submerged section for there was littjlemysery or uncertainty In; regard "to the livelihood of the rich, or those regarded as being in the But all things prosperous class. change, and the security of wealth is not so great as It once was. Market upheavals, new Inventions and the tendency to add more speed to the swift pace of modern afTairs may change, n a days time, the complexion of a business and shake the foundation of a fortune. The man with a Job Is often better placed than the one with a commercial rating. Instead of a poor mans wondering where he Is going to get tomorrows breakfast, it la more than ever the case that such a distressing problem confronts the rich man. One has only to look around to note many executives of yesterday who are today. One tendency has not changed, nameto of be a ly, that part of the striving appearances maintaining parade keeping up the bluff. The mystery as to how these paraders live is even greater than that which surrounds the livelihood of the unpretentious poor. Their story is an interesting one and is handled with fine dramatic Insight by the distinguished novelist, Evelyn In her book entitled Campbell, . .. "Parade. - Here Is- fiction of the day fiction of an absorbing and enlightening sort In Linda Haverhill the author has drawn a heroine who commands the readers prompt understanding, symHer temptations, pathy and regard. adventures, defeats and triumphs comprise a record that will linger long In the memory. - ed top-notc- h, ed rs said with another cough threatening, not even dreaming of the pathetic truth he uttered. You will forget all this He sent a contemptuous glance around the handsome room as if eyes its comfort was squalor. It has merely been a little resting up for us both. Once I get my health again it will be so .easy. With my connection " ' Jim .Haverhill had been a financier; that is, he sold his good name, his impeccable appearance, and a few other things for stock in various enterprises that might or might not have been selling gold bricks or their equivalent. 1 Nobody but himself knew how ' varying his success ' had been, but when the string snapped it caught him with empty pockets and a vast and poignant regret. He was sorry he had ever had a child. ,T could get hold of enough to see you through until you are married, he said, looking piteously at Linda. She wanted to hide her tears. Look, father, she cried gaily, leaning over to peep into the street beneath the haughty brown and ochre awnings, Look Theres the mounted police and theres a band the first What a one, and dozens coming. funny drum major. Arent they queer so far down like lead soldiers. Linda was young enough to be thrilled. It was really a magnificent sight and costly enough to command in-hi- s ! , CHAPTER I Behold the Lily It was Linda's father, Haverhill, who planted the idea so firmly in her mind that it took the root of ail noxious weeds and flourished there. He loved the child, and the hardest thing about dying was the thought of leaving her; yet she had to live and face life and he honestly believed that he was telling her the truth. They were together in the big third floor front bedroom that looked upon the avenue. Sounds came dimly there but far away, breaking through the sullen murmur of the streets, they could hear a band playing. It was the sixth of September, and that year It fell upon a Monday. The house was not their house. It belonged to a distant cousin of Lindas mother who had lent it to the Haver-hill- s while she was In Europe. She did not know that she had provided a place for Jim Haverhill to die in. Linda was just then seventeen, with all the promise of the great beauty soon to be hers. Everything about her was of a slightly exaggerated scale her slimness, the excessive grace of her young body. Her eyes were a trifle too large and deep too black. Her pallor and the pathetic line of her red lips were too compelling. One looked at Linda with suspended breath, pitying her for her loveliness, because it is well said that women who are too beautiful are never happy, and Linda was of that sort It was a warm day with the uneasy sultriness of September. Lindas long white arms had drawn the daybed close to the window, and her father lay there gasping for the elusive air, lapped in the staid magnificence of the borrowed house and longing through his unruly spirit to be out and away from It all, even while his flesh clung to the girl beside him. He was the spectacular ruin of what had been a charming person, too fine for what had befallen him, but not big enough to evade it. Even now he wore a purple silk dressing gown, and his linen was so pure that even the intense humidity could not degrade it He was as carefully dressed as he had ever dressed for dinner, and he looked with disapproval at his daughters crushed frock and open collar. There is time to change before luncheon, he said. with the faintest reproof, but, . my dear, you should not be negligent because , we are alone. " You know, father, that there arent any servants. I shall have to cook the luncheon myself. Haverhill shuddered. He infinitely preferred no luncheon at all, and told - her so. If an unfortunate circumstance compels you to perform such such a 2 duty treat it as play make a jest of it, my dear never admit even to yourself that there is necessity. That is the only way you can conquer His cough overtook him, conquer and was smothered by a square of soft linen delicately perfumed. When this was over Linda sat with her perfect chin cupped in her hand glazing into the almost empty street .white hot, breathless. "I wish, father, I wish What, my dearest? , I wish we didnt have to pretend. By October it will all be over," ha X Dr. Arnold A. C. Butts, director of the Emery laboratory of Hahnemann hospital in Philadelphia, announced that progress lias been made in the development of a dye which will make it possible to detect internal cancers in the early stages of their growth. So far the dye, which has been in use in the hospital for two years, has been employed only as an aid to early diagnosis. Doctor Butts believes it will provide an accurate method of detecting cancerous grow th and will pave the way for prompt surgical removal of the cancer or treatment by radium or diluted form is The dye-iinjected directly into the veins of the patient. s. SummerUpsefs - 1 come in, come, in. Cheap Cold Storage Satisfactory results have been obtained by the North Dakota Agri cultural college in the formation of an ice well for cooling and storing milk. The ice was made during winter months by running a small quantity of water in the well every day. The gradual freezing formed a large cake of ice which lasted through the 1929 summer. This experimental well was eight feet square, nine and feet deep, with boarded sides and gravel bottom. X-ra- ( never-endin- g - Trade Your Big Car on The New Model Ford wt 9 MCHmaPES 24 W. 5th South Utah Salt Lake City lf (T'fO All the new model Cars and Trucks on display y THE CWHEN MAN ASKS "ETHYL? say Yes! and youll say it again .... f I HE next time you drive into a CONOCO station, the man at the pump will ask you a one-wo- question. "Ethyl?, rd will be his query. And in justice to yourself and the car you drive, we urge you to answer, Yes! For Ethyl, added to CONOCO, the gasoline were proud of, is like seasoning added to food. As seasoning brings out taste and deliciousness, so Ethyl brings out the qualities which have made CONOCO Gasoline famous. t Ethyl stops the knock that makes the foot retreat from the accelerator when you would rather "bear down harder. Ethyl stops the knock that forces you to shift gears on hills. Ethyl stops the knock that embarrasses you when you let in the clutch in traffic. So when the CONOCO salesman asks, "Ethyl? . . Say, "Yes! . . . and youll say it again. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Ball Game Without Bats Tlachtli, the game of ball played by the ancient Indian tribes of Mexico, required great skill, as the ball could not be touched with the hands, but was batted with the shoulders or hips. nt hard-earne- Shows Up Tuberculosis How tuberculosis affects farm animals is beinc shown by an ingenious exhibit from the United States Dewhich of Agriculture, partment shows large photographs of the animals and then by a lighting device effect that shows reveals an the diseased organs. respect. The city had lent every public spectacle it possessed. The cheering became prolonged. . Linda parted the geraniums until a little tunnel gave them uninterrupted view. 0. dear, the nice, shiny ones have all gone by, she said, as if she had been speaking of pebbles. The procession changed its character. The horses, the glitter and thfe ' dancing drum major vanished and men were other coming now, walking abreast in eights; marching men in ordinary drab clothing; red faces, pale faces, awkward hands. Some of them shambled ; some lifted their feet gingerly as if they hardly knew how to use them.'-- Like a long, gray turgid stream they merged into the dimness of the street that was presently lost In the cavernous distance. These outnumbered their gay leaders a hundred, ten hundred to one, yet they were content to follow dumbly trying with a sort of pitiful eagerness to keep step to the music. Who are they? cried little Linda with a childs eagerness. Then she drew a vivid picture with a couple of words, i They remind me of a grub and a butterfly. Those men Jim Haverhill looked long and steadprocession. ily at the The first Monday in September," he said slowly, Labor day. The one day in the year when the workers of the world come out to show, themselves and see what they have done." ' Linda lost Interest. O, they are she said. How workingmen, just many there are! Where do they live? What do they find to do? Haverhill gave her a strange look. It may have been that in that moment he glimpsed her profound ignorance and glimpsed his own iniquity in leaving her so. But it was too late. He uttered his short, hacking laugh, the most mirthless, sound imaginable. Feen-a-mi- n one-ha- Linda Was Just Then Seventeen, With All the Promise of the Great Beauty Soon to Be Hers. Prevent I have more respect for American men than I have for the women, said Clarence Harrow. Men have always performed their masculine Warm weather and changes of food tasks. Then, if there was time for and water bring frequent summer whatanything else, they went in for upsets unless healthy elimination is ever they fancied. assured. You will find But too many American women effective in milder doses and especially convenient and pleasant for neglect their homes and immemorial summertime use. domestic duties when they flit Into , more congenial fields. A 'friend of mine had been complaining that he had a hard time d keeping a little of his money for himself, as his wife usually grabbed It all. But at last, he added triumphantly, I have found a safe hiding place for it. And where is that? 1 asked. I put it with my socks that need Puzzled . he replied with a happy mending, moved with had Elizabeth Mary her parents to a small town, and laugh. the family milk supply was obtained from a woman who kept a cow, livStatues Clutter City ing at the edge of the village. It was The statues of ttie departed great the little girls duty to go after the are so numerous in Lyons, France,' milk each evening. One evening when that they complicate the traffic probFOR CONSTIPATION she came home she said to her moth- lem and the city council is considerer: The woman where I go for ing their removal from the squares He that avoideth not small faults the milk always acts like I am two and thoroughfares to some Valhalla by little and little falleth into eatgi people, instead of one. of their own. er. Thomas a Kempis. Mother did not understand what she meant, until one evening when it was getting late, she went with Mary Elizabeth. On knocking at the door they were greeted in this manner: Good evening, good evening, ETHYL, THE GASOLINE WITH THE EXTRA KNOCKLESS MILES |