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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH, UTAH Foreign Words and Phrases msy EEmmnlln LLcDirnimg g Emllie Loring. WNU Service. SYNOPSIS Brooke Reyburn visits the office of Jed Stewart, a lawyer, to discuss the terms of an estate she has inherited from Mrs. Mary Armanda Dane. Unwittingly she overhears Jed talking to Mark Trent, a nephew of Mrs. Dane who has been disinherited. Mrs. Dane bad lived at Lookout House, a huge structure on the sea, built by her father and divided into two, for her and Marks father. Brool.e had been a fashion expert, and Mrs. Dane, a shut-in- , hearing her on the radio, had invited her to call and a deep affection for her. Mark discloses that Mrs. Dane had threatened to disinherit him if he married Lola, from whom he is now divorced. He says he does not trust Henri and Clotilde Jacques, Mrs. Dane's servants. He says he is not interested in an offer of Brookes to share the estate with him. Leaving her department store job, Brooke refuses an offer to "go with Jerry Field, a carefree stepping young man who wants to marry her. At a family inference she learns she must live at Lookout House alone, since Lucette, her younger sister who is taking her job, her brother, Sam. a young playwright, and her mother plan to stay in the city Going? Going! What do you think? Mark answered a buzzer. Who? Mrs. Gregory. Of course Ill see . her. He explained hurriedly to StewIts an old friend of Aunt She sailed for Mary Amandas. France a week before my aunt died. Shes a martinet, one of those terrible women who dont care where the lash of their tongue falls, and a art. confirmed matchmaker. This is mighty good of you, Mrs. Gregory, and its a clear case of thought transference; not ten minutes ago I was thinking of you. A wave of feeling menaced the clarity of Marks voice as he bent d hand of the over the woman who had entered the office. She had been a vital part of the life white-glove- at Lookout House which now seemed so irretrievably far behind him. A smile tugged at his lips as he observed that the floppy CHAPTER III picture hat was the model she had worn since as a boy he had Through the open transom above admired the deeply waved blonde the office door came the hum of hair it shadowed. The hair was still Mark Trent, behind faultlessly marcelled,, but it was typewriters. his desk, scowled in the direction of snow white. the sound. He had paid good money She settled into a chair with the for those machines on the under- same rustle of taffeta he rememstanding that they were noiseless. bered, and adjusted a diamond Curious that he never had been an- brooch of a size and brilliance to noyed by them before. Must be this confounded note in his hands. He read again: wide-brimm- ed Dear Mr. Trent Many times your aunt has told me of the Thanksgivings you spent with her at Lookout House. Wont you dine here on the coming holiday? My mother, sister and brother will be with me. There are many family treasures which you should have. I would like to go over them with you, and more than all, I want to thank you for pulling me out from under that car. I really wasnt so ungrateful as I sounded. This is a late invitation because I have been bolstering up my courage to ask you. Please come. Bury the hatchet, or acpeace cept the olive branch, or however between enemies thougn T am not for a moment your enemy is being accomplished now. Sincerely yours. Brooke Reyburn Lookout House He dropped the note and frowned at the red carnations in a crystal vase on his desk. He lived over the instant he had seen a girl go down in the street, had seen a speeding car almost upon her. How had he managed to save her? Colorless and dazed as she was, he had thought her the loveliest thing he ever had seen as she looked up at him. As for a second he had steadied her in his arms, his brain had fought against her attraction and the live warmth of her body had prompted him to growl at her. No wonder she had been angry, and no he admitted honestly wonder Mary Amanda Dane had been taken in by her. Well, one victim in the family was enough. She shouldnt hypnotize him. He drew letter paper toward him and picked up a pen. Hed settle this question of friendship tween them for good and all. Little schemer! Dear Miss Reyburn, he wrote. As he hesitated as to how to word his regrets, another picture of the girl as she had appeared between the hangings in Stewarts office flashed 'in his mind with startling clarity. He must get along with that note. His frowning regard of the opening door changed to a welcoming smile as a head poked in. Come in, Jed. Whats on the little mind now? Jed Stewart perched on a corner of the flat desk. He pulled one of the red carnations from the vase and drew the stem through the buttonhole of the lapel of his checked coat. Im taking a lady to tea, need a pcsey to make me look like a million, so combined utility with business and came here. Knew you always had them. Whats the business? If youve been sent again to ask me to take half of tha- tHold everything; thats all washed up. The matter has not been mentioned to me since the day you and Brooke Reyburn met in my office. I guess you killed her interest in you by your infernal sar- ducks as your share of your grandfathers property so that your aunt wouldnt be worried by them? Arent you making that of yours an allowance? Mary Amanda told me. Whats she been doing since she left you for that French count? It was a French count year, wasnt it? They were buzzing round rich girls thick as wasps about a broiled live lobster. She has married, I understand. Married! After she divorced the count! The third time! Getting to be a habit, isnt it? She isnt entitled to a penny. I dont wonder your aunt was furious when she found out that you were giving her money. Perhaps thats the real reason she cut you off, though I thought it was because she didnt believe in divorce; on that subject she was stuck back in the eighties. However, that wasnt what I came here to talk about. I just wanted to tell you that if I had known what was in that will I witnessed two days before I sailed for Europe it was just a week before she died now, Stewart, dont look at me with your jaw dropped as if I were a moron with a Medusa complex of course, I know that a person isnt supposed to know the contents of the will she witnesses, but I still say that had I known that your aunt was leaving her money away from you, Mark, I would have cut off my hand before I signed. Mark Trents heart stopped and galloped furiously on. A will witnessed a week before Mary Amandas death! The will which had been probated was of a date two months prior. As he opened suddenly stiffened lips to reply, he met Jed Stewarts warning eyes, eyes which seemed like flames in a chalky face. Jed was as amazed as he. Jed began to speak. I was fond of my client Mrs. Dane, and your reference to her last will brought back a picture of the delicate woman in her wheel chair with With that disreputable parrot swearing in the cage behind her. The bird was there when I witnessed the will; I didnt know but that she would insist upon Micawbers being the other witness, but she called in Clotilde and Henri Jacques, it was her day off. If I had to choose between the parrot and that French butler as my coresident on a desert island, Id take Mr. Micawber. After they went out, Mary Amanda and I were alone for a few moments in the firelight. It was the last time I saw her Mrs. Gregory dabbed her reddening d handkerchief, eyes with a She straightened, demanded angrily: Why am I slobbering like that? I love life! I wouldn't give up my world place in this problem-logge- d for all the starry halos and golden harps you could offer. Thinking of your aunt set me off. The last few times I saw her I had noticed that she seemed distrait, as if something were worrying her. Ive wondered since if she would have told me what she had done if I had not had to hurry away. I called Henri before I left. As I looked back, she seemed white and exhausted. As I drove away I saw that girl drivex-wi- fe nurse-companio- Handsome as Ever, Arent You? make a discriminating thief avidly flex supple fingers. She peered up at him through a jeweled lorgnette, with eyes once a brilliant blue, now the color of faded larkspur. Handsome as ever, arent you, Mark, in spite, of the way those two women let you down. First that wife, with a grande amoureuse complex, and then Mary Amanda. I dont wonder that your hair at the temples looks as if it had been touched by frosty fingers, if you are only thirty. Whos he? She jyaved her lorgnette toward Stewart, who, back to the room, apparently had been absorbed in a d books on the study of the calf-boun- shelf. Stewart, of the firm of Stewart and Stewart, attorneys. Jed, come here. I want to present you to Mrs.. Gregory, my first love. lace-edge- ing in. get that 1 was old enough to be her grandmother. Charming manners. Well, I must run along. Thank you for your interest in me, Mrs. Gregory. Im going down to your car with you. Wait for me, Jed. The woman turned on the threshold. I hope, if ever you draw another will cutting out a rightful heir, young man, youll be swished in boiling oil. Stewart grinned. Not boiling oil, madam, not boiling; couldnt you , vil-lan-o. Embroidery Adds That Smart Touch lazy-dais- nt lunch. Sure, Ill come. Meanwhile, would you mind not telling anyone that you witnessed Mrs. Danes will? You dont think Im proud of my part in that robbery, do you? I wouldnt have mentioned it now, but I wanted to square myself with Mark. Mark Trents mind was in a tumult as he chatted with her in the corridor, inquired for her health on the way down in the elevator, told her that he thought of her rich fruit cake whenever he attended a wedding. She looked up at him sharply as they waited at the curb. Then you still attend weddings? Why not? I rather like them. After your experience, I should think you would shun them. Ever see Lola? No. Heres my car. Thats Dominique at the wheel. Remember him, dont you? He drove my horses before I had an automobile, and the only thing I have against him is that he recommended his friends the Jacques to your aunt. She made so much of Henri that he got dictator-minded and tried to run the whole place. Jed Stewart was walking the floor when he entered his office. He stopped abruptly. Well, he demanded, did she talk any more? Not about the will. Why the dickens didnt you ask questions? Pattern 5853 sleeves, or belt. Flower clusters, gay in garden colors of wool or silk floss, may adorn a blouse, or both bodice and skirt of any desired frock. In pattern 5853 you will find a transfer pattern of a motif 9 by 9Yt inches, one and one reverse motif 614 by 6 Yz inches; two and two reverse moinches and two tifs 3 by 3 of border 2 by 15 inches; strips color suggestions; illustrations of all stitches used. Didnt dare. Dont you see, Send 15 cents in stamps or coins Mark? Boy, dont you understand? (coins preferred) for this pattern Someone has snitched that second to The Sewing Circle Household will she witnessed. Arts Dept., 259 W. Fourteenth St., Did you draw it? New York, N. Y. Never heard of it. Perhaps your aunt had an acute attack of remorse. I argued with her, as much as a lawyer can argue, against cutting you out; she wouldnt come to me about a new will. Didnt Mrs. Gregory say that she had been distrait the last few times they had been together? She thinks it was because Mrs. Dane was making up PHOTOGRAPHY her mind to disinherit you; you and I know that the will to that efROLLS DEVELOPED fect already had been drawn. 8 prints 2 doable weight enlargements, You passed up a grand chance to or your choice of 16 prints without enlargements 26c coin. Reprints 8c ea. her. Jed. NORTHWEST PHOTO SERVICE North Dakota Fargo Didnt dare. She thinks the will one is the she witnessed probated; doesnt know that if it had been she REAL ESTATE would have been summoned to We mustnt her signature. TO BUY SELL or TRADE prove let a suspicion of this second will HOMES, FARMS, RANCHES, or BUSINESS PROPERTIES get out. Where is it? Consult the She said the Reyburn girl drove BEE HIVE REALTY, INC. - SALT LAKE in as she left the place. Do you BEASON BUILDING told Aunt Amanda Mary suppose her what was in it and that she Jed Stewart stopped his restless SALT LAKE'S NEWEST HOSTELRY pacing. His eyes and voice were troubled. (HM300QGQ0 DEPARTMENT, cross-exami- ne Patent Ten La beaute sans vertu est une fleur sans perfum. (F.) Beauty! without virtue is like a flower without perfume. Giuoco di mano, giuoco di (It.) A practical joke is a1 villainous or vulgar joke. Ruat caelum. (L.) Let the heavens fall. Sapiens qui assiduus. (L.) Wise is he who is settled; that is one who has landed property. Dare pondus fumo. (L.) To give weight to smoke; to give importance to trifles. Est modus in rebus. (L.) There is a medium in all things. Consuetudo pro lege servatur. (L.) Custom is observed as a law. Embroidered flowers that promise to be the life of your frock reduce the temperature a degree? She smiled. Well see, well are these that youll want for imsee. Youre an engaging boy, if you mediate stitchery. Theyre fun! are a poor lawyer. Im to spend Theyre easy to do! Theyre eny and single the winter in my country house tirely in not far from the Dane-Trestitch; the pretty floral border is property everybodys doing it this year. a grand finisher for neckline, Motor down some Sunday for That girl! You mean The Reyburn girl, of course, Stewart. You ought to get a posisomewhere as an echo. Id met Hmp! Flatterer! You always tion her several times and I liked her out of my could coax my heart breast with your wonderful smile too before I knew what she had (TO BE CONTINUED) and your voice, Mark. She peered done to Mark. She made me for Stewas her Jed lorgnette through art took the hand she extended with for Canning Foods Was Delayed the air of a sovereign. You Stewart! and were Stewart Office Years by the U. S. Mary Amanda Danes lawyer, werent you? In 1815 Thomas Kensett evolved In 1832 Kensett started at the foot The contempt in her voice deepfor a of of the method Federal hill, in Baltimore, the alpreservation ened the color of Jed Stewarts in food cans or sealed first hermetically cannery in Maryland. Interestface. ready sufficiently ruddy as were then canisters, they qalled, ingly enough, the first food to be I had that honor. Honor! Do you call it an honor writes Gilbert C. Klingel in the Bal- canned was oysters, but it was to help cheat her nephew out of timore Sun. Satisfied that his meth- not long before he branched out and od was satisfactory, Kensett then began canning numerous vegetahis inheritance? applied to the patent office in Wash- bles, including spinach. The canMrs. Jed cant Gregory, Really, ington for a patent for preserving ning of those days, as such, would be held responsible Hold your tongue, Mark. Ive animal, vegetable and other perish- hardly be recognizable to the modlittle the started, and now I intend to get rid able foods. The patent office con- ern canner, but little by until they of a few things, that have been boil- sidered the piatter as something of methods were improved and was so skeptical that it reached their present high effia me since the inside joke, and sizzling ing casm: was not until 1825 that the patent ciency. Hope youll enjoy the house and day I heard that Mary Amanda had was issued. of in fashion However, the final pacut out that favor Today the successors of Kensett landyou fortune, Miss Reyburn. Happy of carried the pers pack more spinach than any other signatures gone crazy, about. ings! Perhaps Id better say, safe adviser she'd Mrs. firm on the Atlantic seaboard, which of the James President Monroe, I dont Gregory. Forget it, landings, sez you. of John Quincy Ad- is to say they pack each year a conUnited v States; need the so? that. Read money think Oh, you Of course you need it. No one ams, then secretary of state, and siderable mountain of spinach, if Jed Stewart frowned over the note one may judge from the huge piles Aphas He to read him. tossed money enough now because no William Wirt, attorney-genera- l. Mark Trent not on the cannery floors during the the were of financial one sense a has Presidency security. parently it through, reread it. Looked at course of a single days packing. with overburdened inventions. all over the lame take Didnt you Ids friend. . O O Our lobby Is delightfully air cooled during tbe summer months Radio for Every Room 2 00 Room 200 Bath Patent , 9 , iV.X - jut . HOTEL Temple Square Rates $1.50 to $ 3.00 The Hotel Temple Square has a atmoshighly desirable, friendlyitlmmac-ulate, phere. 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