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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH. UTAH HOUSEHOLD . ikm eRHij QUESTIONS When Making Egg Sandwiches. Scramble the egg instead of boilmore sanding it. Not only are wiches made, but they are more easily digested. mm roammi O ARCADIA HOUSE PUBLICATIONS CHAPTER XIII Continued 13 The dinner Spike served was delicious, and it was fun to be at Phillip Buchanans apartment after four solid days of no companionship other than Addies. Both Spike and Oscar greeted her like a long-lofriend, Spike smilingly taking her hat and jacket, Oscar offering his great paw in a handshake of welcome. The evening had turned cool, and a bright fire of channel coal crackled on the hearth. A table was already set before it when she and Phil arrived, and, shortly after, they were sitting down to English lamb chops, creamed new potatoes and buttered peas. Phil, himself, mixed a spring salad in a wooden bowl, while black coffee percolated in an electric pot on a side table. Ive already spoken to Anthony Porter about your novel, he said, adding a dash of olive oil to the dressing he was making. Is he an agent? Mary asked, biting into a piece of spongy French bread. Best in New York, Phil replied. If your works good enough for Porter to handle, youll go to town. Eventually, dinner was a thing of the past, and a well-fe- d Oscar lay asleep on the rug before the fire. Mary settled herself in one corner of the couch, and began Storm on the Mountain in a voice which she knew was a bit shrill with excitement. Phil Buchanan, slumped into a deep chair nearby, filled his pipe from an oilskin pouch, and listened d with eyes. On and on she read, able at last to overcome her nervousness; calmed yet puzzled by Phils failure to make any comment whatsoever. She hadnt the vaguest idea what he was thinking, and, finally, at the completion of the third chapter, unable to stand his silence any longer, she put down the script. Are you thirsty? Phil asked immediately. How about a liqueur? Well, yes, I am thirsty for some water, but thats not why I stopped. I think Ill scream in a moment if you dont say something anything! Tear the story to pieces, if you like only dont keep me in such susst half-close- ! pense!" Phil puffed slowly, maddeningly, at his pipe; then removing it from his mouth, smiled lazily at her. Do I N you really want to know what I think of Storm on the Mountain? Yes! For heavens sake, say something! Well, he returned slowly, its great! Im crazy about it. . The only thing that worries me is can you with the same style the story? Theres somethroughout about thing almost breath-takin- g your way of telling this tale. Frankly, Im fascinated with it; its held my interest from the very first page. Mary looked at him incredulously. Do you really mean that? she ' asked. told I dear havent child, My you the truth about everything else youve written? Why on earth should I suddenly go soft? Naturally, there are a few rough spots that need polishing up; occasional sentences to be interchanged; here and there a word to be substituted; but fundamentally, its darned good. Wait a second before you go on with that next chapter; Ill get you some ice water. Phil returned shortly, a tall silver pitcher in one hand, and a tray, holding two tumblers, in the other. He poured some of the cold water into one of the glasses and handed it to her, and she drank from it swiftly, greedily, You were thirsty! Phil said, smiling at her. More? Yes, please. And then I want to go on with the next chapter. carry WNU SERVICE thoughts of the man and girl working in unison, new lines substituted. You dont mind my tearing this to pieces in places, do you? Phil asked, looking askance at the pencil marks that defiled one of the sheets. Mind? Mary returned, her eyes filled with gratitude for Phillip Buchanan who bothered to rewrite the sentences she had composed. Mind! Why, Mr. Buchanan, I cant tell you how grateful I am! Youre terribly nice to help me Phil picked up his highball and, with head thrown back, drained its contents. Dont be silly! Im not terribly nice at all. Im a mean, grasping old man, taking great pleasure in indulging in my favorite sport the business of discovering new talent! And, Mary, I believe youve got the goods! ... Well, youve done enough discovering for one night, Mary replied, a smile curving the corners of her mouth. Look at that clock over there! Its twelve oclock, and I must go home! CHAPTER XIV that weeks were almost identical in their pattern, yet strangely thrilling for Mary Loring. She was making excellent progress on her novel; the letters from home were fairly cheerful although her father had not yet found a position; she was seeing Phillip Buchanan two or three times a week, and he was, invariably, enthusiastic over each group of the d chapters which she read to him. This spurred her on to even greater efforts. March had slid into April, and April had brought the publication of At Sea in The National Weekly. With it had come a number of fan letters, a glowing article about her in the Hawkinsville evening paper; and a small but significant spot in Phillips circle of friends. Anthony Porter had now read the first fifteen chapters of Storm on the Mountain, and agreed with Phillip Buchanan that it was good stuff. Yes, he said, Ill market it for you, providing the remaining chapters ' come up to what Ive seen. It was during the last week of April that Mary heard something rather startling about Jim Ormsby, and after several days of hesitation, il decided to write Lelia an and tell her knew. she what letter, Phil Buchanan had been her inSo Lelias having a time formant. for herself in Jamaica, is she? he had asked, using that belligerent tone which he invariably employed newly-finishe- air-ma- 5a And when thats fin- on paying that ridiculously large alimony he signed up for when they got their divorcei. k. k, LOSING FAT ni . . How Women in Their 40s Can Attract Men 11 v All right. jumping up from the couch, started to pace the length of the living Keeping Dried Beef. Dried beef room. Dont answer me now," he will keep better if stored in a covGive yourself ered glass jar in the refrigerator A shadow passed over Marys admonished shortly. face. Im sure Lelia doesnt know some time! I wont force things, rather than wrapped in parchment about Jims losses, she said de- my dear. Ill simply wait until or waxed paper. Shes one of the squar-es-t, youre quite sure one way or the fensively. fairest women Ive ever met, other . . . Listen! Youll have to and, whats more, I believe shes get Storm on the Mountain typed, Chamberlains Umbrella and into Porters hands right away. still terribly in love with Jim. The Truth at Last? Phil Buchanans chin thrust for- Im going to trot along now. Its ward angrily. Well, if she is, nows twelve oclock." the time for her to show it! Jims Mary got up from the lounge, and We in this country who do not not only almost completely down followed him into the entrance hall. make a practice of carrying an and out as to finances, but hes also Youve been so good to help me umbrella on all occasions have a very sick man. Ulcers of the been somewhat puzzled about Mr. stomach, or something. And hes Chamberlains famous rain-sticat his Connecticut place, sick, broke There must be some sinister seand alone except for his houseman. cret behind it, we feel. To enPerhaps Lelia ought to know, us, a British correspondent lighten Mary had thought at the time. I reveals the following facts: wonder if I should write and tell Mr. Chamberlains umbrella is her. She might think Im an offithat is to a sword-sticactually cious little prig yet I just know the handle can be pulled out say, shes still in love with Jim, and and a thin rapier withdrawn from shell want to do something about the stem. Mr. Chamberlain is an it. expert fencer. It was almost a week, however, The ribs of the umbrella can before she could make up her mind be removed and expanded at a to write Lelia, and, even then, it moments notice into a wire enwas with trepidation that she sent tanglement, behind which Mr. il off the letter. Chamberlain could take cover if charged by cavalry. The cover She and Phil had been seated on can quickly be converted into a in Aunt the lounge Linnies living sandbag and used either for a firroom, and, finished with the reading ing rest for the elbow, a pillow of the last sentence of the last chapwhen sleeping on the veldt, or as looked a at the man, up ter, Mary rest. rifle a shy unspoken question in her eyes. from the umbrellas exDangling Phil Its great, Mary! middle is a black tassel in which claimed. Tony Porter cant help messages may be hidden and liking it! Hed be a fool to turn it dropped from an airplane when down. Its got everything a popuall other communications fail. lar novel should have love and We Americans have a reputaconand vindication, hate, revenge tion for believing many things, but flict and suspense. And its beautiwe doubt if we can swallow this fully written, my dear. one! The girls eyes filled with sudden, unwanted tears of relief and happiHe caught her in his arms and ness, and, looking at her, Phil kissed her warmly, tenderly. AT LAST! thought, Those eyes are like shinwarnwithout dark pools. Quite ing with the novel, Phil, she said timTHE TROTH AD00T ing, he put his arms about her, and idly. I cant tell you . . . to You little him. drew her nut! He opened the entrance door; then What in the he said brusquely. about and looked at her wheeled world are you crying about? a worried frown between intently, so reIm Im happy! Mary I hope I havent upset his eyes. NEW YORK, N. Y. In a test by a turned, smiling through her tears. you, he said, his voice taut, prominent N. Y. physician and nationally Mary, to have the Its so wonderful known newspaper woman 25 women lost but remember Ill be waiting for a total of 286 lbs. in 40 novel finished and to hear you say days. YOU, too, decision. Therell never be can follow this SAME, SENSIBLE your plan its all right. right at home and here it is: The mans arms tightened about anyone else in my life, darling! First of all go light on fatty meats and Eat plentifully of lean meats, fish, Abruptly, he caught her in his sweets.fresh her. But, he protested, Ive said fowl, fruits and vegetables. And for tenarms and kissed her was it stuff! warmly, all along that good proper functioning by removal of accumulated on the love I mouth. wastes take a half teaspoonful of you, Well yes. But you were so ter- derly, Kruschen in hot water every morning. DONT MISS A MORNING. ribly insulting about those short, sto- dearest! he murmured. Kruschen is made right here in U. S. A. from ries! Then, almost roughly, he released famous English formula. Phil extracted a big sheer hand- her, stalked to the door, and And this is important! Kruschen is harmful. It is not just one salt as kerchief from his pocket and dried slammed it behind him. Mary stood NOT some people ignorantly believe. two shining tears that were sliding where he had left her, as if rooted it s a blend of 6 active minerals, Bather which when dissolved in water make a health-iI was frank about to the floor. down her face. mineral drink similar to highly effecwaters where wealthy women those stories, Mary, he said, and Unconsciously, her hand went to tive Spa gone for years. A jar of Kruschen his gray eyes had grown serious, her lips. Phil had kissed her for have costs only a few cents and lasts I weeks. ladies get some gumption! MAKE because I wanted to help you. I the first time and she had liked his UPSo.fat YOUR MIND STICK to the suspect I was in love with you even kiss! Yet how can I she asked above Plan for 28 YOULL days and just set if lose dont and fat I you but didnt feel realize healthier and herself. Im in love with Christo- younger. You can actually then, get Kruschen at drugit until tonight. pher Cragg! gists everywhere. What! Mary exclaimed, and, took on Storm the MounMary apparently aware for the first time Truth Needs No Defense that Phillip Buchanans arms were tain to a public stenographers to The dignity of truth is lost with about her, hastily drew away from be typed the next morning. Yes, she was told by the efficient young much protesting. Ben Jonson. him. low in a said he voice, man behind a desk in the outer ofYes, dolmaking no effort to hold her, yes, fice, theyd charge twenty-fiv- e for three copies, and theyd Im in love with you, Mary, but nev- lars er having been in love with anybody bind it for her if she wished. A few minutes later, she was back before, I suppose I didnt recognize on Forty-secon- d the symptoms! . . . Darling? Street, and the rest of the day before her. She didnt Yes, Phil? Will you marry me? I need you know just what she wanted to do, or where she wanted to go. She Heres good advice for a woman during her Its just dawned on me was awfully. change (usually from 88 to 62), who fears utterly satiated with writing. of exisa how important my part she lose her appeal to men, who worries tence youve become; how alone and She felt as if shed scream if she about hot flashes, loss of pep, dizzy spells, upset nerves and moody spells. lonesome and lost Id be without had to look at another word even Get more fresh air, 8hrs. sleep and If you in someones else novel for at least need s good general system tonic take Lydia you. E. week. another Pinkhams like to Shed Vegetable Compound, made make a Mary regarded him silently, her sort of especially for women. It helps Nature build a toholiday, of gala affair, bewilderment with and up physical resistance, thus helps give more eyes dusky but a girl cant be particularly vivacity to enjoy life and assist calming surprise. This man was so different day, jittery nerves and disturbing Bymptoms that all festive herself. by often accompany change of life. WELL from the others; so unlike Jerome She wished that Phil had invited WORTH TRYING! Taylor and Umberto Balianci, even her to have lunch with him, but he Christopher Cragg. He was so honeven mentioned a future enorable and straightforward. He hadnt A Hard Master when they had parted the gagement Honor is a harder master than loved her; he was, well, rather a before. A red suffused deep wonderful person, and she should be night her face as thoughts of that parting the law. Mark Twain. elated over his wanting her for his recalled themselves to her mind, wife yet a vision of Chris precipi- and a pleasant sensation flooded her tated itself before her minds eye. as she remembered his kiss. heart Phil, she finally began, I hardIve never felt quite like that bely know what to say. I . . . fore, she admitted to herself, yet He leaned towards her, and quietits so silly for me to be touched ly took one of her hands in his. at all when I cant possibly be in Then dont say anything just yet, love with Phil Buchanan. I wonder he replied, his speech blurred with if hell call tonight. ORASPR E A DO NAR OO SJJS Dont give me, a gruff tenderness. But Mr. Phil did not phone, and editorially speaking, a rejection slip after eating dinner and reading the 2439 tonight! Wait a while, dearest, and Sun, Mary, feeling lonesome for the WNU W think things over. I shant even ask first time since Linnie Cotswells debest place SHOPPING toThe you if you care anything at all about parture, went to bed. start your shopme. Perhaps Id rather not hear. (TO BE CONTINUED ) tour is in pingfavorite Perhaps Im just a little afraid. r, your of Whales to Kinds tried her Many valiantly regain Mary with an open kinds of various are she began There whales, Phil, equilibrium. newspaper. But her speech was ranging in size from one foot long Make a habit or reading the advertiseagain, I . . which is to said whale shark ments in this paper every week. They halted by another blinding thought to the reach a length of 70 feet. It is can save you time, energy and money, ' of Christopher. Cragg. . Phil flung aside her hand, and, found near the Cape of Good Hope. hes kept 0 air-ma- The weeks slipped by on ished if you still crave a few comments, Ill make em. Mary picked up her script, and began to read. At last, the fourth chapter completed, Phil left his chair and came over to sit on the couch beside her. Now, let me look at that, he said, and Mary obediently placed the script on a table he had drawn up before the couch. Theres a paragraph in the first chapter about page four . . And bending over the script, their heads almost touching, they worked over the typed pages for the next two hours. Notes on the margin, notes on the back of each page; whole lines crossed out, and, the For High Windows. High windows appear shorter if the hangings are looped back with a slight curve and tied somewhat below the middle. My dear child, havent I told you the truth about everything else youve written? when speaking of Jim Ormsbys ex-wif- e. Yes, Mary replied coldly. Why shouldnt she? Phil scowled at her. Well, he retorted, it seems a little unfair when Jims having such rough sledding. Rough sledding? Whats the matter with Jim Ormsby? Dont you know? Know what? How should I know anything about Mr. Ormsby? Lelia hasnt mentioned him over three - times since lve known her and then, of course, only casually. Jim Ormsbys just dropped a lot of money in the Barstow Amalgamated failure, Phil returned, yet - easy-chai- 0 |