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Show THE RICH COtTNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH, UTAH DU m ILAKTCTIEim On 'T'HERE is no confection so wide-i- iy used and universafly liked as pop corn. It is a perennial icebreaker at almost any social function. Here is a recipe that is sure HBy TTIEMIIPILIE IBAIIILIETf O PENN PUBLISHING COMPANY to be enjoyed: Honey Pop Com Balls WNU SERVICE 1 1 , CHAPTER XIII Continued -2- 0- i Jane sat huddled in her chair, panting a little; her eyes wide. Silly, she said with a sob. The sound of her voice echoed and Silly, silly, silly." The noise without was deafening the wind shook the walls. She stood up, her hands clenched, then ran swiftly into the hall. A thundering crash and the lights went opt. She heard Frederick calling, Jane, Jane! She called back, Im here, and saw the quick spurt of a match as he lighted it, holding it up and peering into the dark. There you are, my dearest. He lighted another match and came towards her, as Waldron, with a brace of candles, appeared in one door and Baldy and Edith in another. Frederick lifted Jane in his strong arms. Why, youre crying, he said; dont, my darling, dont. Then Baldy came up and demanded, Whats the matter, Kitten? Youve never been afraid of storms. She tried to smile at him. Well, Ive gone through such a lot lately. But Baldy wasnt satisfied. A Jane who dissolved into tears was a disturbing and desolating object. ' He glowered at Frederick, holding him responsible. At this moment Waldron reappeared to say that Briggs had pronounced the streets impassable. Branches had been blown down and there was other wreckage. That settles it," Frederick said. You two young things may as well stay here for the night. Janes not fit to go out anyhow. Oh, Im all right, she protested. Edith suggested bridge, so they played for a while. The big room was still lighted by the candles, so that the shadows pressed close. Jane was very pale, and now and then Frederick looked at Her anxiously. You and Edith had better go And you up, he said at last. must have Alice get you some hot milk ID send Waldron with a bit of cordial to set you up. I dont She shook her head. want it. But I want you to have it." There was a note of authority which almost brought her again to tears. She hated to have anyone teU her what she should do. She liked to do as she pleased. But later, when the glass of cordial came up to her, she drank it. She did not go to sleep for a long time. Edith sat by the bed and I shouldnt, she talked to her. apologized; Uncle Fred told you to Are you going to taut line. Ive caught a snag, he look out, Sandy, theres said; I am, sighing a little, some something on your hook. As they landed the small catch day, when his ship comes in. He isnt willing to share my cargo with much excitement, Jane was aware of the strong swing of Evans yet. He loves you, said Jane, dear- figure, the brown of his cheeks, the ly. brightness of his glance as he spoke Edith bent down and kissed her. to the boys. I know, she said, and my heart He gave the death stroke to the sings it. sDver flapping fish with a jab of his When Edith went away, they had knife-bladand the boy on the not touched again on the question bridge complained, There you are, of Janes marriage. Jane, lying killing things. I dont like it, do awake in the dark, reflected that of you? Everything we eat? The woods course Edith could not know of her are fuD of killing. It is dreadful debt to Frederick. No one knew when we think of it. except Baldy. It is dreadful. Evans sat down In the morning Towne had gone on the rock and looked across at when Jane came down. She and the boy on the bridge. But there Edith had had breakfast in their are more dreadful things than death rooms and there had been a great injustice, and cruelty, and hate. rose on Janes tray, with a note And more than aD fear. And you twisted about the stem To my must think of this, Arthur, that what golden girl. Her lover had called we caD a violent death is someher up by the house telephone, and times the easiest. An old animal had told her he was leaving for with teeth gone, trying to exist. A telegram New York at noon. dreadfulness. Or an old perhas just come. Ill see you the Thats racked by pains. Much better son moment I get back. if both could have been dead in the Jane had a sense of reDef. She glory of youth. would have three days to herself. He had always had that quick and vivid voice, but this certainty of He phrase was a resurrection. of Sure hesitation. without spoke himself. Sure of the things he was about to say. You boys neednt think that I dont know what I am talking about. I do. When' I came back from France there was something wrong. I was afraid of everything. I lived for months in dread of my shadow. It was awful. Nothing can be worse. Then, one night I came to see that Gods greatest gift to man is strength to endure. He flung it at them and their wide eyes answered him. After a moment Arthur said, huskfly, Gee, thats great. I saw a Sandy sighed heavily. picture the other day of a boy who wanted to play basebaD, and he had to hold the baby. I reckon thats what you mean. Most of us have to hold the baby when we want to play Jane sat up. marry Baldy? e, basebaD. The others laughed, then young Arthur said, It looks to me as if life is just one darned thing after ! The day was so perfect. Three days at Sherwood with the blossoming trees, and the mating birds, and Merrymaid and the kitten, and old Sophy with her wise philosophy and BaMy on the other side of the Dttle table and Philorest. Jane curled up among her pil- mel singing Briggs took her out at noon,, and lows, and said rebelliously, WeU, came in to say, Mr. EvSophy I dont have to obey yet, do I?" ans called you-a- ll Hes back Dont ever obey. Edith, in her fum New York. Heup. say heD come winged chair with her Viking braids over tonight. and the classic draperies of her That was news indeed! Old. Evlooked like a white dressing-gowthe frock of faded ans! Norse goddess. Dont ever obey, lilac Jane got into, went about the and gingham or youD make a tyrant out of him." house Three singing. days! Of freeBut I hate fighting., dom! You wont have to fight. I do it told was because its my temperament. But theIt old after lunch that she down in Im woman, going you can manage him by letting the Glen there should be wUd honthings go a bit and coaxing will eysuckle Sophy. do the rest There were bees in the 'Glen and I dont want to manage my husbutterflies, and a cool silence. On band, said Jane. the other side of the creek were AD women do and cattle grazing. But no pasture, to Would you want manage human creature was in sight. Jane, Baldy? along the narrow path, had Edith flushed. Thats different, walking a sense of utter peace. Here was she evaded. She felt the welNot different. You know you familiarof ground. inanimate come things the old wouldnt go through life with him, wiDows, the stream, the singing pulling wires, making a puppet of great gray rocks that stuck their comwant him of yourself you' heads above the edges of the bank. understanding. YouD radeship On the slope of the bank she saw flare up now and then. Baldy and I rosiness of the flowers she the do. But oh, we love each other. She climbed up, picked the sought. .Janes voice shook. sprays and sat down under fragrant looked at her Edith thoughtfuDy. a tree to make a bouquet. hickory Jane, are you happy? she sat she could view where From, to be I ought broad and a rustic bridge the stream, But are you? of a at the path. turn just . Im tired I think. I dont know. the turn, of the And around now, been came I home since Ive Ever came a man and suddenly nervous. Perhaps it is the reac- path, fishing-rod- s carried two boys. They tion. a at and stopped jutting rock to Jane, Im going to say some- bait their hooks. One of the boys unUncle Fred thing. Dont marry out on the bridge and cast his less youre sure. I went through went to Jane clearafl that, with Del. And you see how Une. His voice came ly. I of had in. what knew I Dttle my Mr. Follette, theres a thing I She stopped, her heart to give to do, and. thats to bait my hate blushes. with suffused lovely face with a worm. Id much rather hook Ive learned since then. And you on that wasnt alive. something put mustnt make my mistake. And, is it that everything eats up Why over leaned the she Jane dear, else? younger girl like some splendid an- something down at the man Jane about material peered dont worry gel, 1 wUl want you poised on the rock. It was Evans! and Baldy things. He was winding his reel against a always with us n, . I I ... cup honey cup sugar 2 cup water '2 teaspoonful cream of 1 tartar tablespoon butter 4 quarts pop corn . hour or two afterwards fitting himBoD honey, sugar, ,and water self in pleasantly to former niches. Jane could hardly credit the change with cream of tartar untU it turns in him. It was, she decided, not so brittle when tested in cold water. much a resurrection of the body as Add butter. Mix with warm pop. of the spirit. His hair was gray, corn and shape into balls. and now and then his eyes showed tired, his shoulders sagged. But there was no trace of the old timidity, the old withdrawals. He was in. Tot Will Enjoy Her Three-Piec- e Knit Suit terested, responsive, at times buoyant. The things she had loved in him years ago were again there. This man did not think dark thoughts! When he went away, she and Baldy stood together on the terrace in the warm darkness and watched him. Jane He stifi limps a Dttle, said. Yes. ShaD we go in now, Jane? No. Lets sit on the steps and see the moon rise. When is They sat side by side. Towne coming back? Baldy asked. In three days. , s were shrilling in monotonous cadence from far away came the plaintive note of a But there was another plaintive note close at hand. Jane, youre crying, Baldy said, Whats the matter, sharply. dear? He put his arm about her. Whats the matter? Baldy, I dont want to get married. I want to stay with you forever Pattern 6312 You shaD stay with me. She sobbed and sobbed, and he Mother or big sister! Knit this soothed her. Little sister, Dttle sis- three-pieceIts mainly in stockter, he said, you are crying too inette stitch and the skirt is knitmuch in these days. to of pleats! the effect ted give At last Jane spoke. Dearest, I must marry him. Theres no way Its a suit that gives smart wear. Pattern 6312 out. Hes done so much for me and some day, perhaps, ID love contains instructions for making the suit in 6, 8 and size; him. iflustrations of it and of stitches; materials needed. CHAPTER XIV To obtain this pattern send 15 It was after the day when she cents in coins to The Sewing Cirhad met Evans in the Glen that cle, Household Arts Dept., 259 W. Jane began to be haunted by ghosts. 14th St., New York, N. Y. There was a ghost who wandered Please write your name, adthrough Sherwood on moonlights, a dress and pattern number plainly. limping, hesitating ghost who said, Youre wine, Jane. I must have Foe of Democracy' my daily sip of you. And there was a ghost who came in a fog and said, You are a lanThe deadDest foe of democracy is not autocracy but Dberty frentern, Jane held high. f. And that ghost in the glow of the zied. Liberty is not hearth-fir- e You are food and drink For its beneficent working it deto me, Jane. Do you know it? mands a sane ami Ghosts, ghosts, ghost?; holding out clear recognition of the practical appealing hands to her. And always and attainable, and of the fact she had turned away. But now she that there are laws of nature did not turn. Over and over again which are beyond our power to she lent her ears to those whisperchange. Otto Kahn. ing words, Jane, you are wine . . . Jane, you are a lantern. . . . You Dr. Pierces Favorite Prescription is a are food and drink, Jane tonic which has been helping women WeD, she was having her punishof aD ages for nearly 70 years. Adv. ment. She had not loved him when he needed her. And now that she Revealing Death needed him, she must not love him. Men Dve fools, but fools may She hardly knew herself. AD the cannot die. they Young. of life her she had seen things years and to live she had tried straight, up to that vision. She saw them straight now. She did not love Frederick Towne. She had no right to marry him. Yet she must. There was no way out. Towne was aware of a difference in her when he returned from New York. She was more remote. A Dttle less responsive. - Yet these things caused him no disquiet. Her crisp coolness had always constitutYou ed one of her great charms. Salt Lakes NEWEST HOTEL are tired, dearest, he told her. I wish you would marry me right away, and let me make you happy. , They were lunching at the Capitol in the Senate restaurant. Frederick was an imposing figure and Jane was aware of his importance. People glanced at him and glanced again, and then told others who he was. Some day she would be his wife, and everybody would be telling everybody else that she was the wife of the great Frederick Towne. The attentive waiter at her elbow laid toast on her plate, and served Maryland crab from a silver chafing-dish- . Frederick knew what she liked and had ordered without asking her. But the delicious food was tasteless. Tree-toad- whip-poorwi- D. r. 10-ye- ar another. Not quite that. Evans stood up. Im afraid Im an awful preacher, but you wiD ask he apologized, questions. Most grown-up- s dont answer said Arthur, earnestly; them, they just say, Be good and let who will be clever. Theyd better say Be strong. Evans was reeling in his line. We must be getting towards home. Do you see those shadows? WeD be late He stopped suddenly'. There had been the crack of a twig and he had turned his eyes towards the sound. And there, poised above him, her hat off, the warm wind blowing her bobbed black hair, blowing, too, the folds of the Dlac frock back from her slender figure, stood Jane . . J ane . He went charging up the bank towards her. My dear, he Said, my dear. That was aD. But he was there, holding her hands, devouring her with his eyes. I Then he dropped her hands. thought you were a ghost, he said, a little awkwardly. I called you up this morning and Sophy said you were in town. I came out at noon. The day was so perfect. I had to see the Glen. It is perfect. When I found you were out, I got the boys. I am takafter my trip. ing a He was talking naturally now, smiDng at her as she stood beside him. She found herself trembling, almost afraid to speak again lest her voice betray her. .She had been more shaken than he by the encounter. She wondered at his ease. And so it happened that, womanlike, as they walked alone at last after the boys had left them in the little pine grove back of the house, that Jane said, Evans, you havent wished me happiness. (TO BE CONTINUED) No, he said, and his eyes met I think you might The Finest Song Bird hers, squarely. The mocking bird is often called spare me that, Jane. She flushed. Oh, she said, Im the king of song, for experts consider it to be the finest song bird in sorry.' He laid his hand for a moment on North America. It has a delightful Dont be sorry, lit- song of its own, which it prefers her shoulder. tle Jane. But we wont talk about to pour out on warm moonlight it. Thats the best way for both of nights and it commonly imitates the us not to talk. songs of other birds and improves He stayed to dinner stayed for an on them. fool-proo- self-restrai- nt, , ... half-holid-ay . . Hotel TEMPLE SQUARE Opposite Mormon Tempi HIGHLY RECOMMENDED Rates $150 to $3.00 Iff a mark of distinction to Clop at Hilt beautiful hostelry ERNEST C. BOSSITEK, Mg& |