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Show ! ! THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH j CLARK MCMEEKIN rnt mu Ammmt u A quiz with onswers offering information on various subjects W.N.U. SERVICE ? ? 8. What land is called the Land The Questions of the Midnight Sun? of a dle, sending melody scrap 1. What is the arena of the across the water, tenuous, passionThe Answers bears and bulls? ate. 2. When is cockscrow? 1. The stock exchange floor. And then Lark noticed the big gip3. What does the Statue of Lib2. Early morning. fused to answer when she asked sy with the oars, the black-haire- d erty hold in her left hand? 3. A tablet inscribed with the about the lashing, but he was frantic gipsy behind the fiddler, the laugh4. What droppeth as the gentle date of the Declaration to get her away before Matson saw ing gipsy with the Red Raskall handof Indeher, he said as much. The Runny kerchief twisted about his throat, rain from heaven? pendence. 5. What is the protagonist of a would weigh anchor about dusk, he and she called once, David! 4. The quality of mercy. She rushed story? would than That 5. The one who takes the leading be better the from thought. shack, then, 6. At the foot of what statue did . broad day. He watched the sky. ., . . following the course of the boat, part. 6. The statue of Ppmpey. Cony had gone out to meet her but the big gipsy gave her no look Julius Caesar die? in a dory. Galt was to follow in the of recognition, and Lark knew that 7. How many bananas are re7. Banana oil is not made from yawl. Mag was at the river point, she mustnt call again, prayed that quired to make a pint of banana bananas. . , 8. Norway. watching, waiting for the excitement nobody had heard her call his name, oil?. of the landing. It was then that a moment ago. Because it was DaGalt managed to get Lark unseen, vid, and he must have made the into his shack. -CHAPTER VIII trip with the gipsies in an effort to Bide un here. He was alert, ea- get the proof that he needed, of If Cony should beat him . . ..If ger, now. Ill cargo in a load and Matsons chicanery. See anybody you knowed, un she had 'only listened to Galt, had pick un up from this window hole. Lark? Mag asked. Did un call trusted him, when he tried to tell Bide now, quiet! He gave her his little By Ruth Wyeth Spears her in his inarticulate way that she out, just now? Lark said, conscious of .mustnt come alone to the inn. . . . fetched lately from his treasure No, bright silk, ribbon and embroidery She thought of Red Raskall out on cache and hidden here. I lend it Galts reproachful back as he took thread will be an exciting hobby the island, alone, hobbled. . . .He to un, he said, and Lark smiled and the yawl back on its last lap. I was and it costs nothing. could get food and water, of course. said she would be careful. just thinking how beautiful they But suppose the ponies came back NOTE BOOK i of the series of Coloring, he reached into his pock- .are, gipsies. That young girl and booklets offered with these articles gives and he tried to follow them into et and brought out the string of blue boy there, with the old woman with complete directions for making crazypatch the ocean and was drowned. . . . the white hair. They are twins, quilts with dozens of diagrams showing Galt tied up the yawl and Cony arent they? the embroidery stitches used. scrambled out, picking up a conch Mag looked at Lark quietly for a Copy of BOOK 2 will be sent postpaid 15 of cents with name and shell and blowing a long fluttering upon receipt long moment. Then she said, I to: address. Write note. The figure of a womdont know. I dont care, and neiwailing an appeared in the inn doorway, and ther does un, sweetmeat! MRS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS It was early the next morning beCony called: Bedford Hilla New York fore Lark got the chance for a word Un, Mag! Bide an see Galts Drawer 10 fish! Galt he hooked up a wench with G,alt. The courtyard was deEnclose IS cents for Book No. 2. for un! He reached for Larks serted, and he crossed cautiously OLD - FASHIONED crazy- AN from his hut to talk with her. hand, pulling her to the flat. Name A His eyes were reproachful, she patch quilt aglow with color Mag said nothing, made no greetAddress and quaint stitchery makes a decoIm ing, but simply stared at Lark while she thought. sorry, Galt, rative throw slumber looked up at 'him. I just couldnt for the sofa Cony told his story. They were keep from calling out when I saw in todays living room. It picks walking up the beach now, past up and repeats an the room colDavid. great mountains of oyster shells, Be you sure it was North, dressed ors and the pattern gleaming in the last of the saffron harmonizes with furnishings old in them gipsy rags? When Cony mentioned sunlight. She nodded. Larks threat to appeal to David I couldnt be mis- and new. taken. It was David, right enough. In Victorian days great grandNorth, Mag grunted. Did he see you? Did he give fathers cravats were the source Mag ladled out a bowl of chowder for Lark and gestured her to a heed to your call? of many a rich piece of silk for No, Lark admitted with relucchair. As she sipped thfse quilts. Why not look over a little of the hot, strong soup, tance. He didnt speak, but he the old ties that G.I. Joe left beLark heard a scuffling whining sound had good reason not to. I know hind with an eye to the same purin the back of the co,oking quarthat. I should have waited for a pose? The ends are always good ters. . Cony stepped to a slatted door, no matter how worn the center sign from him before I called. near the chimney, opened it, and I would have spoke. Lark, Galt part may be. Collecting bits of let two gaunt black and brown said with quiet assurance. I would hounds in. They came at once to have spoke you sure, had I been Lark, noses twitching, great jaws David North. 9 slack, panting in the warmth. Like Lark said, You dont understand, Mag, they stared at Lark, stared Galt; David knows whats best. solemnly and with a foolish sullen Mag came bustling into the courtwonder, and then one hound dropped yard then and said, Galt, I told un his big bulging head to his paws take the pony-beaand tumble-ca- rt and began a long, remote thread of and go haul the mornings catch of Effective Plus rock-fis- h sound, a heaving, sighing, up from the cove. Girl Thats the most lifemoan that rose, trembled,wavering City Cony had been watching them. like broke, scarecrow I ever saw. Does it POSTS rose again, getting stronger, BRAfJ He was squatting at the far side of rolling in from all the walls of the room the courtyard opening the mornings frighten the birds away? GOLDEN FLAKES OF like the purring of a wildcat, a throt- Lark thanked him and Farm Girl Say, it made em put them on. haul of oysters with his little cobby-knif- e, even back the tling, hurting, miserable howl. seed they took bring HWEAF AND BRAN dumping the plump bodies beads. This be youm, he said into a dirty bucket and tossing the a week ago! Lark dropped her wooden spoon I give this to un to COMBNED IVTN and clapped her hands over her ears hesitantly. empty shells onto the huge mound you. I want you should have this. which SCGAR-SfYEE- T Off Better until the sound shivered and died at Lark. extended across the back of And that Tve told now, the doctor, last. court, walling it in, almost. you Lark thanked him and put them TENDER RASNS am going to many Jane, theres one The remainder of the morning was The next few days were filled with on. He left the shack 1 want to get off my chest" and soon the thing the very feel and pull of active, yawl slid out of spent in a bustle and confusion of Tou just tell me about it, my boy." her, berth. The Runanxious waiting. Lark, doing the A tattooed heart with the name was still, now. Lark could see preparation for the nights feast. delicious ny breakfast idea rough duties Mag and Cony gave the sailors hurrying about on her The only interruption was when the Mabel on it" fiddler and the white-haire- d her, had no idea what they expect- reddish gipsy A magic combination! Crisp ed to do with her. Both of them anchors aged decks, could see the gipsy with her twin boy and girl Posts 40 Bran Flakes plus tenMost Likely take hear the water, shouts whom Lark had. noted last were busy, preoccupied, watching the and excitement 5f Teacher Who said Two. heads der, chewy seedless raisins... right coming to land. In came down from the camp onnight sky-lin- e from time to time, smelling the the in the same package. Delicious-nutrit- ious Are better than one? she could see the hill to ask if light the wind, when it rose, like animals casksdying they could buy a supply thats Posts ttaidn and baskets lowered into the think I it Jasper was a hat of fish for the noon-po- t. Smellin for the Runnymeade, Bran! Dont miss this wonderful manufacturer. into Conys and boats, waiting Lark loved to question them about Cony explained to Lark, one clear Galts, and onto a new flavor sensation. Ask your grogreat awkward David but got no chance to do so. morning, licking his finger, holding barge, poled by Negroes cer for Posts Raisin Bran, today! Tact is the to who make ability had As Mag took a small silver coin your it up, sniffing it, then. Shes got a come down the hill path from the from the woman, bit it, and dropped guests feel at home when you wish stink like a dead whale, sweetmeat. structure mysterious gray among it Into the leather pouch that hung they were. Never, in these six days, had Lark the higher trees. at her side, bidding them fill their had R chance to talk to Galt, alone. Wild Negro slaves. Lark could Bring the Duck kettle from the load of rock-fis-h She was half wild with anxiety for see Galt flat is on the third floor My them, herded off chained, the had brought in, Lark studied the No. 17. Put him, for Red Raskall out on the is- ship to the small boats. . . . group. waiting your elbow against land, for herself. She wasnt sure Several boatloads of gipsies, chatAs they scooped the shining fish the bell button and push hard. Galt had been beaten that first night Why my elbow? Cant I push arguing, gesticulating, into their copper kettle, the fiddler but there was no hint about this tering, swarmed over the ships sides. The leaned with my finger? the wall of the lazily against surly, hangdog creature, of the sailors, color, every nationSurely youre not coming inn. In a moment his languishing quick, brave young man who had ality, it eyery to empty-handeseemed are you? Lark, on looking fastened Lark and he beeyes emerged for a little time, from the through Galts little glass were now, to Guinea-she- ll gan sing: of Galt, that short time their over, hurryshe had spent with him on the is- putting Agur, Bettiri, the ing landing. It was a scene of Ongi. ethorri, land. of contrast, of quick color, Bizi ziradeya oraino? living Lark couldnt run away. She was beauty, but with it was the stench of Bai, Bizi naiz eta bizi gogo too carefully watched. And filth and misery, the moans of the always Hartzekoak bil arteraino. there were the two grfeat hounds, manacled slaves. I speak every chained when Mag and Cony were the Again and again the boats made man boasted to Lark.language, at leisure, freed when I am Ginko Muscular Aches and Pains Stiff Joints were to shore the trip and back. Each a great musician and they Bruises busy with their chores. I singer Galt eased the yawl a little know time, the love songs of every nation It was on this seventh day, Sep- nearer the river shack, and Lark and of every tribe. In fliSt 'i tember twelfth, according to her now, this time, hell beckon me would you have me what speech felt, reckoning, that a sail was sighted. and well try to get sing for you, away its near- my little dove? Immediately a feel of hurry and ly dark, nearly. The woman spoke to her excitement caught the place. Cony The huge barge, poled by the childrengipsy with great dignity: Chal took a cart and drove to market for fresh meat. Mag changed the four Negroes, came past the shack Dosta, it is enough. We will have where Lark waited. It was loaded fish for the pirria. She nod. filthy brown calico for a pink one, with gipsy wagons and a number ded like an empress se Lark and Galt to sanding the of to the inntheir horses. It moved ponderkeeper and his wife. The boy and tables, swabbing benches, watering ously, precariously and uncannily girl smiled with shy friendliness the dusty earthen floor. at toward the shore.-Lark and the filled kettle beIt was then that Lark and Galt The' captains boat, - flag flying, tween themslung on a stout stave. Ginko had a chance to talk, just a little-sc- ant was coming now. A slim and rather with an exaggerate low bow, blew words when Mag left the room. elegant-lookinman in a black cape a kiss in Larks direction It was the Runnymeade, all right, stood ing and fell in the stern, and when the line behind them, Galt said, Matson and one of his pHE PUBLIC nature of advertising be: as fiddling he went officers in the small-boships adLark felt that if only she could foil filthy blackbirders. . . . Maybe, dressed him everyone it touches. It benefitsthe ; as Dr. low them for a little public just barely maybe, he and Lark Matson, sir, obsequiously by describing way exactly the products that are offered. It along the Lark peered at him wooded might get away during the confu- with interested path she might be able to benefits because the advertiser must be more fast employees, curiosity and uneasi- lead them into talk and sion of the landing. . . . Red Ras- ness. perhaps have than the andjust who kall was safe. Galt had been to the has no obligation to the public. employer id' my Perhaps A small-boof gipsies, losing its it had been 1 island twice to see to him.. . . if this of kndtt very are reason, advertiimg course, careened across the path of had come to they quite apart from the obvious the .. yawl was left unchained he the the The sudden benefits wluch confen-t- he captains boat and was heartily thought came to inn. lower price,, the higher adverting would contrive to' let Lark know, her now as thev cursed. A gipsy man laughed impu- were the service .quality, and they could try again to bqtter that with advertised goods and firms. leaving. , ; go get dently and bent his head over a fid (TO BE , THE STORY THUS FAR: Lark Shan non, whose horse, Madoc, was sold to clear a debt when her father died, sails from England for America. David North, whom she loves, was. to make the trip with her but disappoints her by sailing the night before. Larks ship goes down but she reaches land, and Galt Withe, a hound servant to innkeeper Cony, finds her on an island and brings her food. The two manage to get a halter on Lane er, a fine horse, whw bad escaped from the sinking ship. Galt leaves for the mainland In his boat, but refuses to take Lark along, which causes her much wonder and concern. In the evening he returns with Cony, who questions Lark closely about everything. away, try to go for the horse, and sail on down the coast with him. . . . Galt had been d with worry over Larks safety. He re- ... half-craze- 7 . An. Old Fashioned Patchwork Quilt Aglow With Color in Todays Setting spy-glas- s, shuck-bottom- ed J Ub f st to MW d, -- ? sea-sac- ks auta: fliuur: tijtijti SPRAINS AND STRAINS . Ws& sssmm. ... .us at ? at i , . CONTINUED) a |