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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH, UTAH Farm Topics nRATITF By RUTH COMFORT COPYRIGHT D. APPLETON CHAPTER I 1 A girl and a greyhound were running in the dark. Not running away, not going anywhere; running in a sort of rounded square, running with a desperate delight in running, in motion, in smooth and lovely speed. In the morning there would be mountains above and beyond, belittling them, but in the intimate dusk the hills had their hour, large and mild and kind, brooding the earth below them. Sometimes the girl looked up at them, but the dog kept her eyes on the dimmed, immediate foreground. There was a certain similarity between them both young, fleet, with thin, strong legs and flat flanks and excellent wind, and both of a bronze brindle-browThere was, likewise, a kinship of spirit, or, at least of deportment, for each was shy, secret, disdainful. Presently they stopped running and stood still, breathing deeply and easily, happily tired. The greyhound pressed delicately against the girls knees and slid a long muzzle into a slender hanging hand. "Lightning . . . the girl said absently. Lightning, dear . . . She turned toward the one open edge of the field. "Come! The Santa Clara valley rolled out beneath them, twinkling and trembling with lights, golden and crimson like a carnival, but just below them the windows of Danavale glowed gently. Danavale was not n. t WNU SERYICE and a car and a yacht. Now you think theyre going to hand you me. My mother, your mother. But they wont; they cant. He laughed contentedly. "They dont have to! Youll do it yourself. Oh, Im not going to rush you! I can play a waiting game. But just get it through your head that you belong to me. Sarah Lynn thought he was rather pathetic with his fragility and his pallor and his elegance, casting himself for the character of the conquering male. She detached herself, not ungen-tlwalked away, stood looking up at the stars. Suddenly a single planet separated itself from its fellow and moved smoothly across the sky. Shooting star? Flying star? Plane. Sometime, she told herself, sometime she would fly away in the night. y, she said sullenly. And wed rather have you! But it isnt on the cards this evening. Hop it, my dear! Sarah Lynn leaned in the doorway for a long moment. All right; 1U go. But I wont do it! Nothing can make me not even Mother." She departed swiftly, without farewells. Great-grann- e, blue-eye- Home-comin- Running.- - "Running away! Really, Sarah Lynn, at your age! I wonder at you! Not running away; running round and round in circles, the way I always do, Penny, her charge ; - d, k, v great-grandmoth- er y. Great-grandmoth- er Hello, Uncle Lynn! Ill tow-heade- d, y, "Youre one a the dark ones.1 even stop for her casual unpacking before she made her devoirs to the ancient head of her tribe. Mercy! Not close-mouth- ed Not real- ! ninety-six- ly? I have the feeling that I must dash over there that she may be gone any minute! No! no! She is quite marvelously well, our precious little pioneer, Aunt Helena said. But she has e, longed to see you. Sally Ann Dana came near to her great . grandmothers and place would. Sally Ann shook her head. MerIm the last cy, no, Great-grannabout chilperson I know nothing ' dren, and, besides, Im alone and love it! Im a lone wolf. The ancestress regarded her gravely out of her bright, sunken Were all lone wolves, us eyes dark ones. Looks like we ought to stood still to appreciate it, but the narrow front door opened suddenly and the old woman popped out. Sally Ann! And here you be, after traipsing the wide world over! she chirped. Come in! Sally Ann! My land! My third daughter Mollys boy Wallies girl! And I know moren that! She peered up at her sharply. "Youre one a the dark ones. Like me. The traveler followed her into the tiny prim parlor with its marble-toppe- d center table and the framed on the toll. "Yes, y! hair-flowe- rs . pull-ove- r, BY RUTH COMFORT . .w , O v"1 - : v:,. r A THE STORY JOT SARAH IiYNN .one The story of a brilliant woman aviator, soaring on wings of adventure and romance in a truly brilliant serial by the talented Ruth Comfort Mitchell. Strait Gate is the tale of Sarah Lynn Dana, a who refused to roost at home like the other Danas, but who found love and happiness in the skies, riding to an ethereal rendezvous with the man she loved. Begin reading Strait Gate today . . . youll want to follow every succeeding installment! hon-conform- ist MITCHELL w quick-growin- Hens Have Colds; Roup More Severe Infection Much that is called roup is more of the nature of colds and the fowls affected will recover if given clean, quarters, dry free from direct drafts but with ample ventilation, advises an expert in the Rural New-Yorke- r. True roup is a more severe infection and it cannot be said that any remedy known to poultrymen is efficacious to cure it. Any sick birds should be removed from contact with the healthy members of the flock to prevent spread of the infection. A fowl showing roup in at all severe form is of little or no value, and usually may be disposed of to the advantage of flock and owner. It should be borne in mind, however, that all colds are not roup and that recoveries from the former under good care may give an unwarranted reputation for value to whatever is used in treatment. Minerals for Hens The lime needed by laying hens is Bone Meal Valuable ; i.llVtt Vh8:;f One great difference between domestic and wild birds and animals is the effect they have on the land, particularly on soil erosion. It is common for farmers to pasture fields already injured by erosion gullied land too rough for machine tillage or patches where running water has taken most of the topsoil. On such land, pasturage is likely to be scanty. If cattle, sheep or hogs are turned in they usually devour or trample such vegetation as may be left, says Dr. Ira N. Gabri-elso- n of the bureau of biological survey. This increases the erosion damage. Wildlife, in contrast, lives in and with the natural vegetation that develops in these rough areas not suitable for cropping. Rarely do creatures of the wild contribute to erosion. Rather, they allow vegetation to develop and hold the soil. Farmers can help, too, says Doctor Gabrielson, by seeding or planting g plants and trees that are soil binders and also provide cover and food for game. Catering slightly to the feeding and nesting habits of the game will attract birds and animals and increase the game crop which sportsmen will be glad to harvest and pay for the privilege. Domestic animals are likely to further destroy land that has been injured by cultivation. The same land devoted to wildlife will be preserved and even improved. This contrast often points out the difference between good management and poor management of the rougher and less fertile parts of a farm. cheaply and satisfactorily supplied in crushed oyster shells. A limestone grit may also be used as a source of this element. Milk and the meat scrap, customarily made part of the poultry rations, add other minerals and the addition of iron, iodine, etc., as separate inrun together. That young-on- e ought sulphur, lacks demonstration of gredients, to get away, Sally Ann! its necessity, if nothing more. While Ann She if will, Sally laughed. minerals are essential elements of a shes any good. Didnt I? poultry ration, they are found in (TO BE CONTINUED) the grains and supplements commonly fed, as they are also in the grains and roughage of dairy feeds. come up for a moment. I cant stay. She ran up the precipitate steps.' Lynn Dana lived with the ancestress on the upper floor of the old house. He had been sitting in a chair for more than half his life approximately since the day he had made the winning touchdown for Stanford and failed to scramble up with his yelling teammates. "I cant stay, Sarah Lynn said again halting on the threshold of, his door. v not! he looked "I should think You can't even be clock. at the here! My eyes deceive me. At this very instant, in the habiliments of high festivity you sit at the festive He regarded her linen board. her brown, her shorts, bare knees. Duncan arrived? "I suppose so. Lightning and I have been up in the hills. He laughed. "Well, youre due Kunolied bv the United States Department ot y, es d, y, et. y, . Animals Devour or Trample Scanty Pasturage. I dare say I am, and proud of it. Course you are. Every last one of us is, always. We have what folks call Just naturally upn put out from wherever were at, north, south, east, west, land or sea. Made that way, some-- i how. She gave an elfin chuckle. Queer! Therell be pinky-whitd till babies, you cant rest litters of em, and then all of a sudden, like a fly in a pan a milk, comes a dark one. Set and rest you, Sally Ann! Me, now, I headed west. I know you did and arent we glad and grateful? "Wild to pioneer, I was; sick a Sunday school and sewing samplers, but my folks wouldnt stir. So I just upn went! Tied up a few things and my Bible in my old plaid shawl and sneaked out after the folks was fast asleep, and walked the seven mile and crawled into one a the covered wagons and played possum till we was well under way. There was a preacher among em, and the day I was fifteen he married me to Hank Dana. But Great-grann- y wasnt that why you ran away? Why you went? Werent you in love with Greatgrandfather? The ancestress stared and shook her head. Never laid eyes on him till we was a week or more on the way. Sally Ann laughed. And all these years Ive been nourished on that tender romance!" Guess some a the grand-girl-s from the East made that up, the old woman said shrewdly. I wonder Really? Great-grannif youd give me a cup of tea? Lynn, hes got a lunch waiting for you upstairs, and I guess likely hes wondering where you are. She stepped quickly to the foot of the narrow, precipitous flight and called up: Oh, Lynn? Compny coming! Fine! came an answering masYo ho, Sally Annl culine hail. Send her up fast! The returned traveler laughed Ill see you again, aloud, gladly. Great-granndarling. Its been so nice to Yes. I want to tell you about Sairy Lynn, young Eds girl. He married a smart woman from Detroit; toney and determined. Well, shes a thin, dark, young-onoddern Adams off ox. Minute I clapped eyes on her in the cradle, I knew. Well, Adelaide, you got one a the queer ones, I says, and it made her maddern a wet hen. But its true; youll see. Say, mebbe youll take her off with you when you go? Shed admire to put out somewheres, Sairy Lynn small figure was waiting in the of the big house of her father. "Hello, Penny! Sarah Lynn said. Miss Ethelinda Pennington had been her governess in the old days and was still a component part of the Edwin Dana household. Sarah Lynn Dana was the lode star of her existence and she had not said ten words of praise to her in the 17 years she had been with her. She spoke now in shocked rebuke. g Danas always paid "Sarah Lynn! Dinners waiting! prompt respect to the matriarch. Mr. Duncans been here since six! Sally Ann Dana, constant traveler Your mother is greatly disturbed. and occasional author, would not Wherever have you been? She was hustling her along a garden path toward a side door. ; A shadows said bitterly. Never getting anywhere. a town. They went into the house and inIt had over a dozen residences gen- stantly there was a soft rustle and a erously spaced in a gracious land- muted exclamation and her mother scape, with orchards and vineyards was upon her, big and beautiful, and gardens, stables and oak groves sunnily sweet. and tennis courts and swimming Darling! she cried. "I know pools, which formed a sort of archi- you couldnt have realized how late tectural chronology from the Great- it is! Are you quite all right? Then grandmother Dana house, With its it doesnt matter! Youll be down needless skimping of just as soon as you possibly can in to that your sweet new dress! She kissed down and hall, porch strange, modern container of Ardine her. Hurry, darling. Oh, DunLa Mont Dana. can! This naughty child walked far-The girl and the greyhound halted ther than she realized and she before the- pioneer house. It was hadnt a watch, but shell be ready outnarrow-chestein two minutes! narrow-hippeA pallid youth who looked as if he moded as a calico wrapper or a boot-jacbehind its low picket might have been born in a dinner fence and its cinnamon pinks and coat had come into the hall. Sarah china asters and candytuft. Lynn! he said gladly. She gave him a limp hand. "Helwent and She opened the gate up the dim path and rang the strident lo, Duncan! Ill hurry, Mother. She ran upstairs. bell, and waited. ' The opened the Duncan followed Sarah Lynn onto door herself. "Sairy Lynn! Come the wide veranda, down the steps, in! Im onto the lawn. The greyhound came "I cant stay, Great-granntoward them in lovely leaps but late for dinner now. I "My stars, should say you are! stopped in chill reserve at sight of after seven. Where you been, Duncan, her ears flattening. Ive always liked dogs, he sqid child? She peered up at her out a trifle defensively, but I cant see of eyes like embers. this pooch very far. Ive got a good "Walking." "Didnt you know your beaus Boston bull at home; regular dog." He came bloser. No ; Im not crazy back?. about your hound but I am crazy knew." "I The old woman laughed a shrill, about you, Sarah Lynn. Duncan, please! Lets not begin impish cackle. And a dinner party and a new dress spread out on the that all over again." Im going to begin it again and bed and here you be, traipsin over finish You in dark! the better it, this time! Listen, Sarah the hills march yourself home, quicks ever Lynn; Ive never wanted anything you can step on it! Therell vbe the in all my life that I didnt get. devil to pay. Its only because you cant have The great - grandparents had me. Ever since you were born crossed the plains in a covered wag- theyve handed you everything you Sarah cried for rattles and kiddie-car- s on and Arm Kittredge Dana was, to all in- and skates and sleds and a pony tents and purposes, ' still in it, well up in her nineties, content to potter about her house and dooryard and wait for the dutiful droppings-i- n of her daughters and granddaughters and "I know, Sarah Lynn said somberly. I cant help it. A voice came down the narrow sudden stairs. Hi! Sarah Lynn! early-seventi- IT CHE ILL RSI CENTURY CO., INC. down in the valley now, young woman, and youd best be on your way. "Rather stay with you and Great-grann- WILDLIFE AIDS IN CHECKING EROSION a tin-chart- ed . . . i ' ,4 - Many experiments have been conducted throughout the world to determine the availability of calcium and phosphorus in different forms. Results show that sterilized bone meal is as available as other chemical forms that are soluble in water. Feeding large quantities of minerals to animals that they do not require may be definitely detrimental. Indications of mineral deficiency should be taken up with the agricultural experiment station, where such problems can be investigated and recommendations made according to the requirements. Weeds Add to Expenses Weeds are expensive. It is estimated that they cost, on the average, $2 per tillable acre of soil. That means that on a farm, the loss would amount to $200, a sum that would go far toward paying the taxes On that land. The loss caused by weeds includes not only yields, 100-ac- re but also much extra labor, dockage in maketing, poisoning of live stock and increase in plant diseases and insect pests harbored by weeds. |