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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH, UTAH WHOS NEWS INSTALLMENT SIX THE STORY SO FAR: Larry Cutter tell In love with Jacqueline (Jack) Anthony, pretty public stenographer at the Hotel Raynear. When she told him about her longing lor travel, he said she could realize her ambitions by mar- - Jacquelines heart was obsessed with a vague sadness that deepened with each passing mile. She was not sure she cared to analyze it. There was a. little fear in her mind as well. If was ell so unreal. Courtlend street at last. The roadster stopped before the door of 907. Jacqueline had already formulated a plan of procedure.. With a quick move, she opened the car door, stepped out and closed it behind her. Good night . she began. Then she gave an unsteady laugh. I came very near saying that I . . . had a nice time.. I did! Thank you. Larrys hands were I will gripping the wheel hard. see you soon . . . But you neednt worry. About anything. And Jacqueline was gone. Into the vestibule where she fitted her key into the lock with trembling fingers. Down the long gloomy hall. Home again. , For a moment, she stood in the middle of the room, looking about as if she were in a strange place. Then at her left hand. Very slowly, she stripped the wedding band from her finger. With a half-cr,' she hurled the ring into a corner. Threw n herself on the couch and lay motionless. y, half-sob- face-dow- rylng him. Jacqueline had just lost her savings in the stock market, and her father had recently left her when she refused him additional money for work on his inventions. Stunned by this double blow, she accepted his proposal lifes her little workshop. She would not admit it to herself, but she was watching for those familiar broad shoulders, a figure in gray tweeds, walking with an easy swinging stride. Five oclock came. With a little sigh, Jacqueline started clearing her desk for the day. She opened the little tin box in the top drawer and was about to transfer the days receipts to her purse, when a drawling voice behind her Could you take a letter inquired, Five-thirt- y. . . Miss Anthony? It was Mr. Cutter, Larry . . . her husband. Smiling down at her in that friendly, impersonal fashion of his. Jacqueline strove to match his attitude, even as she reached into her desk automatically for a letterhead. Larry, meantime, had dropped into the official chair and was regarding her gravely. How are you today? Im fine, thank you. Thats good. Im . . . glad. Jacqueline had herself in hand now. Do you really have a letter to . write? No fooling. CHAPTER IV papers in proof. Jacqueline sat up in bed with a start to discover the sun streaming in her two windows. For a moment, she could not locate herself. The early hours of the night had been terrifyingly long, filled with a jumble of memories, misgivings and He held up some Its to Todman, ... ... ... ... ... loneliness. Ten oclock . . . the first day of married life. Jacqueline Cutters sense of humor failed her utterly as she reconstructed, little by little, the events of the day before. She was strangely depressed and equally disinclined to admit the real reason. This sort of thing wouldnt do, she told herself sternly. It was Sunday. Her time for doing odd jobs about the apartment. Her first task was to slip across the room and find that ring, still lying neglected under a chair. Jac- queline stood by the window and inspected the little badge, a plain gold circlet, for the first time. Caught by a sudden impulse, she started to slip the ring on her finger. She hesitated. There was no harm in wearing it here alone. Perhaps it would help . . . Silly! Do you really have a letter to The bride laid the ring on her write? dressing table and walked away from it. Kell, Limited. Montreal. GentleThe hours dragged endlessly as men . . . one housekeeping task after the othHe began his dictation hesitatinger was accomplished. ly, frowning his way through the inJacqueline made a listless at- troductory paragraphs, then speaktempt to read the Sunday paper. ing more rapidly. Jacqueline gave She scanned the headlines of the her complete attention to the writnews section, cast aside the comic ing, relieved that her first nervousness had disappeared. There must sheets, sports . . . financial. That reminded her. She crossed be no errors in this letter. to her dressing table and found the It proved to be rather lengthy. contract and the envelope Larry had Will that be all? she inquired. given her. Hesitatingly, she broke For now. Address a long envethe seal. lope, if you have one. How much is There were a number of folded it? documents that looked like those one scarcely Why . . . After hated stock certificates, only heavi- could charge ones all, husband for a er. Opened out, the bond appar- letter! ently was for $1,000.00. She folded No nonsense! Larry cut in the paper with trembling hands and rates." Regular sharply. looked at its mates. All alike. Ten Seventy-fiv- e she mancents, of them. ? meekly. aged Ten thousand dollars! read the letter leisurely, Larry She said it aloud, in an awed signed it and placed it in the envevoice. And Larry had said they lope. He seemed in no haste to were the same as money to do leave. What was he going to say? as she liked with! No wonder he You must write a lot of letters, had suggested a safe deposit box! off and he speculated. on, Do ToThey must go in tomorrow. customers bind you to secreyour marthe with the contract, gether cy? riage certificate and . . . the ring. Jacqueline laughed in spite of herOh, yes. The ring, too. self. Some of them do, she adThroughout Monday morning, mitted. But thats a joke. Two minthose bonds weighed heavily upon utes after I write a letter, I couldnt Jacquelines mind. She buried the tell you what was in it. I hear the bundle deep in a desk drawer. When words and put them down. Thats lunch time came, she would hurry all. to the bank and get rid of them Thats odd. But I can figure it. if she didnt see Larry in the Ill be having some letters for you meantime. now and again. I think it might be But Jacqueline dismissed her well if you made an exception in dreams, and at one oclock when my case. there was no sign of Larry, the How do you mean? bonds and their accompanying docI mean that it be a good uments were carried to the Second idea to remembermight what I write National. Jacqueline gave a sigh of about. relief when the heavy gates of the But why? Jacquelines curiosity deposit vaults clashed softly behind was roused. her. I was thinking I might want an All that afternoon, Jacqueline alibi some time. You never can tell. found herself glancing furtively at And that reminds me. Im going the figures hurrying or strolling past away tomorrow night. ... ... It was said with a creditable lack of coeoern. Yes. Running out to Chicago to check up on a matter. IU bo back here, though. This is headquarters, from now on. Do you know the law firm of Hicks and Hicks?' Ive heard of them. "Wouldnt wonder. Young Ran dolph Hicks is a friend of mine, Ii! you ever have occasion to talk to him, hes a square shooter. Thank you. Ive no reason to consult a lawyer , . . that I know of. Have I? Of course not. But, you see . . . well, if I ever were to need one oJ! those guys they call an executor, Rannie would be it. Youd find that out. You mean he knows? The tone of the question was cold. Larry had promised that no one need be told. Yes. But you can trust him absolutely. I had to tell him, because I have an estate, . . . now. You should know about the arrangement. But that isnt what I wantec to talk about. Seeing Im going I wonderec away for a time if I mightnt have a little talk with to you. Maybe we could go another movie. I dont believe so. Then its no movies. He said it wistfully. Like a small boy. No. I think we should not go . . . places. Right. Im leaving late tomorrow night. Ill pop my head in and If you dont mind " say good-b- y Mr. Cutter Jacqueline called his name in a desperate little voice;. He was leaving. Yes, Miss Anthony? She swallowed hard. I dont think Id care about going out tomorrow evening. But I expect to be at home . . . Then you mean I may call? Larrys lace was wreathed in smiles. If youd like to. If I like! About eight? Jacqueline scarcely recognized her own voice as she answered that question. Seven. We . . . well have dinner at my place. I cant fix anything elaborate. But if . . . Boy! Ill be there on the dot! And you cant possibly reach me, in case you change your mind. So , THIS stuff. WEEK Are you? . She found herself wondering what Larry had done Sunday. What he might be doing today. Did he remember everything? Did he want . and they signed a contract permitting her to continue her mode of living, and to nullify the marriage after six months. They drove home in silence after being married in a nearby town. Now continue with the story. Long, Long Trail Peering closely into her clients did her hand, the fortune-telle- r Theres a dark woman following your husband, she said. Qh, well, replied the good shell soon get lady calmly; tired of that. My husbands a postman. Bjr LEMUEL F. PARTON (Consolidated Feature! NEW WNU Service.) YORK. It was last August Mrs. Oveta Culp Hobby of Houston, Texas, became head of the womens division of the armys bu Woman Journalist Scare (or Ladies In Defense Effort reau of pub- lic relations. She said she would organize the divi-sion to tell women what they wanted to know about the army. , Her success has been such that today her achievement is being nationally recognized as a bang-u-p score for women in the defense effort. Mrs. Hobby is executive vice president ef the Houston Post, and hence a specialist in telling people what they want to know. Newspaper women are happy in finding a government public relations bureau which offers some in thing more than hand-out- s The post is press important as a liaison between soldiers and wives and mothers. She is 35 years old, pretty, slender, stylish, brisk and businesslike, the wife of William Pettus Hobby, twice governor of Texas. Her achievements in the above few years are such that they may only be briefed in the space available here: In addition to running the Houston Post, she is the active executive of radio station KPRC; director of a national bank; director of the Southern Newspaper publishers association; a member of the board of re- - Tbata It Ed They tell m e at your office that you are only one of two clockt. And yet you told me you were a director. Clara- - Welli I am. Im director of envelopes. THEYRE COVERED There seems to be something Pauls hearing. Naturally! Hes over his ears the matter with In debt. Got There First Boogy Did you tell her when you proposed to her that you were unworthy of her? Woogy I was going to, but she took the words right out my my mouth. When the shopping list is long, and the purse none too full, cigarettes and smoking tobacco come to the front as ideal gifts for the holiday season. The welcome they get from any smoker is all out of proportion to their modest cost. Thats why Camel Americas favorite cigarette, and Prince AlSmoking Tobacco the Nagents of the Texas State Teachers bert tional Joy Smoke rank as leading of the Junior League, the ifts on college, the Christmas shopping Houston Symphonic society and the Jsts. Dealers are featuring the National Association of ParliamenCamel carton ten packs of 20s tarians. and a novel Camel package of four flat fifties, also Prince AlShe studied law, was admitted bert in the pound tin and the to the bar, codified the state tund glass humidor all special-gi- ft was banking laws, parliamentapackaged. Adv. rian for the Texas assembly for several years, was assistant city attorney of Houston, wrote a book on parliamentary law called Mr. Chairman, which is used as a text book in the schools of Louisiana and Texas, syndicated a column on parliamentary law and served as research editor, literary editor, assistant editor and, since 1938, executive editor of the Houston Beware from common odds That Hang On Creomulsion relieves be- promptly it goes right to the seat of the trouble to help loosen and expel germ laden phlegm, and aid nature to soothe and heal raw, tender, inflamed bronchial mucous membranes. Tell your druggist to sell you a bottle of Creomulsion with the understanding you must like the way it quickly allays the cough or are to have your money back. you cause Post. In 1939, Mrs. Hobby was awarded the annual certificate of merit of dont try. the National Federation of Womens He went out, whistling a gay little Press Clubs, for work in tune under his breath. Jacqueline journalism. She outstanding was born in Temsat staring after him, uncertain ple, Texas, the daughter of an atwhether to laugh or to cry. What torney of the town. had this man done to her, anyway? With all the above activities, she for Coughs, ChestColds, Bronchitis She had invited him to dine with says she has had ample time for her her. At her apartment. She never children, a boy of nine and girl of A Ready Hook had served dinner there except to five. Luck affects everything; let and not that often. herself, your hook always be cast; in the A vision of Larry in the cafeteria IpIGHTY-year-ol- d stream where you least expect Rep. Joseph came before her eyes . . . that Mansfield of Texas has it, there will be fish. Ovid. formidable array of civilized grub made a career of planned river and weighing down his tray. How could harbor development and control. It her kitchenette ever satisfy him? Jacqueline ate a hurried dinner R.p. Man.MJa, roXfcfSwFIErfJUIDKIGHT in a restaurant at a safe distance 80 Is Still in Vir- - U an Motional apoet, ceuted by tnddea days Battling from the hotel, trying frantically to bock, accident. Her, aacr. Theta help upeec your etomech, and map leave pou miterabla vision a menu that would satisfy a Unruly Waterways he was whn ridwith indifntion or heartburn. ADLA Ttbleta man and still be within the re- ing a horse to the contain Biareutb and Carbon- -, mill, with sources of her very diminutive kitch- sacks of com stowedgrist HOLD " fore and aft. en and its appointments. When he forded an angry stream, Larry liked roast beef. He had corn and horse were swept away eaten it in the cafeteria that night, and he had a hard time Justice of Man ordered it again for their wedding shore, with no end of troublemaking thereJustice, sir, is the great interest dinner. Quite out of the question. A after. of man on earth. Daniel Webster. chicken! Of course. She could get Then and there he became a one from the delicatessen . . . ready to take on Roasted. Sweet potatoes . . Canany undisciplined waterway, for died, if she had not forgotten how. its own good and the. g HOTEL BEN LOMOND Another vegetable. And salad . . . of the commonwealth. So, natThe world looked brighter. urally, in his 25 years in conOGDEN, UTAH Some of Edgars rolls. Ice cream. gress he has been chairman of Coffee. the rivers and harbors commitI want a roasted chicken tomortee. Hes in form and in his row night, she was explaining to stride today, as he contends that fat Mr. Hildebrand in the delicatesonly river and harbor projects sen, a little later. It .must be beauqualify as bona fide defense untifully done, crisp. And have it dertakings, and rate advancement in the immediate con- ready at six sharp, she added imstruction file. portantly. Ah! It. giffs company then? He has been 54 years in politics, beamed the jovial Hildebrand. It a resident of Texas since 1881, when shall be a beautiful fowl. I see to he settled in Eagle Lake city atit myself, Miss. How big? torney, mayor, county Gracious! I dont know. As big county judge for 10 terms, attorney, and cona chicken as a man likes gressman. In 1926 he suffered a malOnce within her room, Jacqueline ady which cost him the use of stood looking about almost in de- legs. He campaigned and won inhis a Ut Sooau SSI Bathg.fl.M ta (4.M spair at this newest prospect. So wheel chair and carried on in conVaailp Room for 4 pertonie - - 14.(4 much to do! And everything must gress, from his special wheel chair Air Cooled Loanee end Lobbp be nice. stance to the right of the speakers Dlnlnf Beeai Coffee Shop Tap Room Her eye fell upon Vinces picture dais. Hean of on the mantel. There seemed to be otarr Klwenle Kterntiree His father, a Confederate soldier, Kacheace OptiaUtt J a quizzical twinkle in his eyes. was killed in battle months after Chaafoc af .Ceaaiercaaad 14 Cleb Its nothing to laugh at, Vince, his son was born. six He battles valshe told him with a little sigh. You iantly for a Hofei Ben Lomond Panama canal . . . your is coming to and for transportation of Texas OGDXJf. UTAH oil dinner. eastward on inland waterways. Baber JL TUtfe In. CREOMULSION Jef-fers- on Pa flood-battle- r, well-bein- ... 24-- sea-lev- son-in-la- w (TO BE CONTINUED) el |