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Thursday, April 11, 1940 INDIAN VALLEY RECORD m i Bonnet, Sun Suit and Frock for Tot USING this one clever pattern (1928-B), you can make a pretty complete play wardrobe for your young hopeful. It includes a scrap of a sun-suit, a sweet little frock, and a nice, scoopy, eye- shading bonnet, and every one of the three trifles takes practically no time to make. They're all just as comfortable to play in as they are cute to look at. The sun-suit consists of straps and gathers in the back, and is perfectly straight in the front. 1928-B The yoke of the frock is extended into wings of kimono sleeves, and rows of braid trim every possible edge of both the frock and the bon- net. Simple as it is, the pattern includes a step-by-step sew chart as well as complete directions. Gingham, seersucker, percale and chambray all come in colors which are partidularly nice for tots' play togs like this. Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1928-B is designed for sizes 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 years. Size 3 requires 3% yards of 35-inch material without nap for the ensemble; 51/2 yards ricrac braid. Send order to: SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 149 New Montgomery Ave. San Francisco Calif. Enclose 15 cents in coins for Pattern No Size Name H Address Actions the Criterion A slender acquaintance with the world must convince every man that actions, not words, are the true criterion of the attachment of friends; and that the most lib- eral professions of good-will are very far from being the surest marks of ft.--George Washington. Mare Is kmm0hg Relief of ~. Oudltlona Due to $1UlUlish Ilew~ all v~l~bla lexatlvo. 6o mild, thoroush, refreshing, /uvisoruth~. De- Ixmdable relief from sick headaches, bUlmm ~[~lle. t/rod feeling when associated wlth constipation. WRbout t. 2. NR from,our druggist. Make tlm test--then if not dellghted, return tlm bt~ to us. We writ Irefund the purchase price. That'o fele. Get NR Tel~lete tt~ay. 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You may suffer nagging back. ache, persistent headache, attacks of diz- zinees, getting up nights, awelling, pufli- ~ess under the cyem--feel weak, nervous, all played out. Use Doam's Pills. It is better to rely on a medictno that has won world-wide no- than on something less favorably known. Ash your ndghborl L Y SYNOPSIS Charming, wealthy Gabriella (Gay for ~hort) Graham, engaged to Todd Jane- way, returns to a cabin in the Maine woods accompanied by a friend. Kate Oliver. The idea of a stay at the cabin occurred to her when she received a key to it following the death of her godfather, Uncle John Lawrence. The two girls notice immediately that someone has been. and probably Is, living in the cabin. Katesuspects that Gay knows the identity of the mysterious occupant, While the girls talk, the mystery man returns. CHAPTER ll--Contlnued "Impetuous," Kate murmured. "He seems to be in a hurry." He appeared almost before she had completed the thought, a tall, rangy young man in corduroys and a leather coat, the brim of a dark felt hat pulled down over his eyes. He halted abruptly in the doorway, stood surveying the brightly lit room with an expression which changed, as Kate watched, from brusque in- quiry to blank amazement. His face, lean and brown, with promi- nent cheek-bones and jaw lin% was vaguely familiar. She had seen him somewhere, in a quite different set- ting. Somewhere-- "Hello, John." Gay's voice sound- ed completely natural, neither very cordial nor very aloof, certainly not at all surprised. Kate heard her rise from the chair. The young man in the door-way slowly removed his hat. His hair was thick and dark and cut short to thwart, Kate sus- i pected, a tendency toward waves. She doubted whether, after the first quick glance, he was aware of her presence in the room. His eyes re- mained fixed upon Gay. "Gay--" he said slowly, incredu- lously. He had a beautiful mouth. "Beau- tiful" wasn't a word you used to describe a man, Kate told herself. It was beautiful, though, generous, sensitive, expressive. Wondering recognition kindled in his dark eyes. For an unguarded moment some strong emotion gave his dark, rath- er grave face a glancing brilliance. Kate found herself, in that moment of silence, almost holding her breath. "I have the advantage, John," Gay said. "I knew it was you who was here." The brilliance faded out of his face. Kate saw his mouth set a little grimly. "You usually have, haven't you?" he asked quietly. "Not always." The question seemed to have shaken Gay's com- posure. She turned to Kate. "Kate," she said, "Miss Oliver, may I pre- sent-Is it--Doctor Houghton now?" she asked, turning again to the tall young man in the doorway. "Doctor Houghton," he affirmed. He smiled at Kate a little diffident- i ly. "I've met Miss Oliver," he said. *'Certainly. How - do - you - do?" Kate remembered now. She had the answer. This was'Dr. Lawrence's nephew, John, who'd come with him to Gay's debutante party. This was the young man with whom Gay had stolen away from the party that night. She, Kate, had seen them re- turning. She remembered now. Gay's face, soft and bright, framed in the collar of a white fur coat, upturned to the tall young man bend- ing to speak to her in the dimly lit passage that led to a side-door of the ball-room. She had the answer but it did not relieve her concern. There was something between Gay and this young man. Kate felt it vibrating in the air of the room though the words they spoke were casual. This was the motive, then, whether she'd known he was here or the meeting was a coincidence. This, he, was why she bed wanted to come. Kate gave a distracted thought to Gay's family, to a blond young man with charming manners whom she liked very much. "Heaven help us!" she said silent- ly, the shadow of events to come lying darkly across her mind. And then, because her rectory past would pop up now and then, "The prayers of the congregation are reqt~ested,', she added. "'Of course you've met Kate." The singing vibration was in Gay's voice. 'Tin sorry. I had forgotten." "I hadn't." He took a few steps forward into the room. "Miss Oli- ver rescued me, on one occasion, from a fate worse than death." ' I remember," Kate said. Gay glanced at her quickly. Kate was lighting a cigarette. Her eyes in the spurt of flame from the match were twinkling under the frown that knotted her brows. "You had," she added, speaking to John, "a tenden- cy to bolt into empty rooms." "It was my first .debutante party," he said. His diffident half-smile wid- ening into an engaging grin, ex- cludec~ Gay. That studied indif- ference enraged her now as it had I LID L I M 0 MACRAE SMITH CO. WNU SERVICE when she was fifteen. She had, she in reply to her questioning glance, chair, watching the movements of discovered, exactly the same ira- "Uncle John's lawyer sent one to his hands in the yellow cone of pulse to do something, anything, to me. I naturally assumed that the lamp-light. She remembered them, attract and hold his attention, cabin was mine and have used itbrown and strong, against a canoe "You're looking well," she said. whenever I've had a chance." paddle, brown in lamplight as she "You're looking well, too." His She had not considered that possl- saw them now, moving chess-men eyes, regarding her steadily across bility. It was true, of course. It across a waxed apple-wood board, the space which separated them, held was the only logical explanation. She lean and brownbut unsteady as they a faintly ironical expression which felt for a moment, in sympathy were now, on me sleeve o~ a wm~e she remembered very well. "I'm with John who as well as she was fur coat. Hands had an identity of relieved." The engaging grin slant- the victim of 'some sentimentality their own. She would have recog- ed side-wise. "Your photographs or eccentricity contrived by a mere- nized them anywhere. Strange and have given me the impression that you'd been skipping your vitamins and losing too much sleep." "My photographs--?" Gay ques- tioned. "The press has been giving you considerable space recently," he said in reply. The press! Had they done some- thing stupid at home? Gay's eyes flew to meet Kate's startled glance. Kate's ~xpression was not reassur- ing. She looked as though she was resigning herself to some inevita- ble disaster. Gay turned again to John. "This time you have the advan- tage," she said. "We haven't seen the papers for two days." She fancied, for a moment, that he, as well as Kate, knew the thought which had flashed into her mind. His expression was wholly ironical. But-- "I was referring to the rotogra- vure sections," he said, "and the fifty-cent magazines." He hesitated, then, "May I wish you happiness?" he asked. "Why not?" "I do wish that for you." He con- tinued to regard her steadily but the slanting smile had vanished and his eyes were very grave. "Thank you, John." His steady gaze presently altered. He glanced around the room. "I'm a very poor host," he said. "You've had to bring in your lug- gage and get your supper. I've been talking politics up at the village store. Why didn't you let me know you were coming?" The question had, for Gay, only one implication. Resentment, like a fresh breeze blowing through a room too warm and perfumed, cleared the confusion from her mind. "Did you think I knew you were here?" she asked quietly but with warmth kindling in her voice. He turned to look at her in sur- )rise. "But if you didn't, why did you :ome?" Resentment flamed into anger. But anger was stupid. She returned his glance directly, her,chin uncon- sciously lifting, her eyes bright and scornful. "You haven't become less--fatu- ous, have you?" she asked. "I didn't mean that the way it sounded," he said quickly. '~I'm not that fatuous. I meant, how did you expect to get in unless someone was here?" Her level glance did not waver. His momentary eonfusion gave her the advantage. She pressed it reso- lutely, still smarting from humiliat- ed pride. "Why should 1 have had the faint- est idea that you, especially, should be here?" she asked. "But who else would be?" His ex- pression was frankly puzzled. "I've never rented it. My kid sister had a house-party here this summer. Otherwise it hasn't been occupied except when I've been here." She pressed her advantage stub- bornly, incensed by the posses- sive tone in which he spoke of her property. "Who gave you permis. sion to use the cabin at any time?" she asked. "Permission--?" He stared at her in perplexity. "Didn't you know that Uncle John left the cabin to me?" "To you?" "Yes." It was the granddaughter of David Graham speaking, the granddaughter of Peter Schuyler, !secure in her inherited assurance, quite obviously taking pleasure in the routing of an intruder. "But that's impossible," he said crisplY. "His lawyer sent me a key three years ago nearly," Gay said, "just after Uncle John died." She watched him intently, expect- ing some attempt at justification, explanations, an apology, perhaps. She did not expect the smile of somewhat incredulous amusement which crept slowly upward from his lips into his eyes. "Does that impress you as being amusing?" she asked with dignity, "Uncle John was my god-father. There's no particular reason, is there, why he shouldn't have left the cabin to me?" "I suppose there isn't," he said, as though that point was of small im. po'rtance. The smile deepened. "I was just wondering how many oth- er people are likely to pop in here with keys. You see," he continued ber of an older generation. But Un- cle John, as she remembered him, had been neither sentimental nor eccentric. The lawyer had made a mistake, perhaps. At any rate, it wasn't John's fault any more than it was hers. "I understand that," she said, "because I assumed that it belonged to me." Neither pride nor resent- ment was entirely proof against the humor in the situation, against the charm of his rare slow smile. Her eyes met John's in laughter and sympathy. Then-- "So you can't turn me out after all, can you?" he asked. "No," she said slowly, consider- ing. "But I can ask you to go."" His smile faded a little. "Are you planning to stay--indef- initely?" he asked. "Not longer than a week, per- haps." "I have another week." She knew that he, too, was considering, choos- "! must make my--experiment here." ing his words with deliberation, try- lng to gauge their probable effect upon her. "It's rather an impor- tant week," he went on, "my last vacation, probably, for some time." "This week is important for me too," Gay said with equal delibera- tion. My last of--" She paused, then' added, smiling, "--of vacation prob. ably for some time." The slanting smile, more mocking than amused, told her that he under- stood the implication of the pause and the smile. "I should be a gentleman and clear out, I suppose," he said slow- ly. "Unfortunately, it isn't as simple as that. I'm making an experi- ment," he said diffidently. "It's just getting well under way." "Amateur photography?" Kate asked from her position against the chimney. "Probably of no greater impor- tance," he said with a deprecating laugh. Kate shouldn't have, Gay thought, feeling again that reluctant but com- pelling sympathy for John. Kate was getting back at her. She de- served it, perhaps, but he didn't. "I suggested photography," Gay said. "I thought possibly the ma- terials in your laboratorywere things Uncle John had left." "I'm sorry. It's just that---" He ran h4s hand with an impatient ges. ture across his crisp dark hair. "It very disquieting. Her throat ached and, suddenly, hdmiliatingly, she felt the hot sting of tears behind her eyelids . . . Kate broke the silence. "Well, cer- tainly no one is leaving tonight," she said practically. "It's after ten o'clock now." Gay glanced at her in gratitude which held, as well, an element of surprise. "You can draw straws in the morning," Kate continued. "Or per- haps one or the other of these--ex- periments will be completed by then." "Of course," he said, after only a slight hesitation. "There are, un- fortunately, no hotel accommoda- tions nearer than Machias." "And that," Kate said cheerfully, "would, I think, be carrying mat- ters much too far." "I agree with you." He smiled ap- preciatively at Kate. "There's a cot in the room I work in. You can have the larger room, there. I see you've brought blankets and there is linen, I think." He started toward the door. "I'll get my things out of the way." "Don't bother," Kate said, start- ing with her tray toward the kitch- en. "We can manage Just for to- night." They were ignoring her, Gay thought, making plans in which she had no voice. He was friendly enough with Kate. Gay resented that friendliness from which she was ex- cluded. She felt, again, a compel- ling urge to attract and hold his at- tention. I "John--" she said. ] He stopped at the door, turned, [ stood waiting for her to continuel Kate, at the kitchen door, glanced] back over her shoulder. Gay held herself very erect. "I will not be leaving tomorrow," she said, conscious of and regretting the arrogance in her voice. She would :have liked to reach him through friendliness. Arrogance was too ob- vious and too petty an approach. But whatever he felt for her it was !not friendliness. The glance he ex- changed, now, with Kate impelled her to add, "Kate can do as she likes, of course. I shall stay." "Which means--?" he asked. "That I will appreciat~ it if you'll remove your things from the room." He was silent for a moment. Then, "Certainly," he said civilly. "Now, Gay--" Kate began with some asperity, paused, rolled her eyes upward, compressed her lips and went out into the kitchen. John remained standing in ~he opposite doorway. The slanting smile ap- peared as her eyes met his. "The long arm of coincidence," he said. "It is--incredible." "Not too incredible. You might have found me here any one of a number of times during the past three years." (7'O BE CONTINUED/ U. S. Families on Relief Buy 'Protective' Foods What do families on relief actual- ly buy with blue stamps issued free as a practical method for distribut- ing foods of which there is a surplus supply? What foods do they choose when they have opportunity to select as they please from a limited list of surplus foods? It is too early to draw general conclusions, says Milo Perkins, in charge of the United States depart- ment of agriculture food-stamp pro- !gram. But for a six-week period ! the stamp holders spent a little more probably won't amount to anything, than 80 percent of their blue stamps but I want to see it through. If I for "protective" foods and a little leave here now, all that I've done will be lost." "I suppose I should be a lady and leave you in peace," Gay said qui- etly, quite steadily, but with a silken thread of retaliation running through her voice. "Unfortunately, that isn't so simple, either. I'm making an experiment." "And you must make It here?" "Yes," she said, after a moment. "I came for that purpose, I must make my--experiment here." A pause followed, not warm and intimate as the first had been. This was a truce, a break in active hos- tilities. John walked to the table and picked up his pipe. Gay stood half-leaning against the back of the less than 20 per cent for flour, corn meal, rice and beans. For this period the stamp plan was effective in five cities. There were minor differences in adminis- trative methods to discover which variations of the basic plan seemed to work best. In general, orange- colored stamps, which were bought by the relief family, could be used to buy any foods, and half as many blue stamps given free could be spent only for foods on the official surplus list. At that time the sur- plus list included butter, eggs, oranges, grapefruit, peaches, pears, cabbages, peas, tomatoes, onions, dried prunes, white flour, graham flour, corn meal and rice. Practical, Decorative Cutouts for a Garden WE OFFER here two new cut- outs. Practical as well as decorative features are incor- porated in the duck; decorative- ness alone is the purpose of the sunbonnet girl. These designs, of course, are to be traced on wall- board, plywood or thin lumber. Jig, coping or keyhole saw may be used to cut them out, and when painted they become attractive ornaments for your lawn. Outlines for the 19-inch duck and his "Keep OFF Grass" sign are on pattern Z9086, 15 cents. A "Use Walk" sign is also given. In about 24-inch size, the ever- popular sunbonnet girl and her sprinkling canare on pattern Z9088, 15 cents. Select one or both of these clever cutout figures. General cutout directions, as well as spe- cific painting suggestions come with each pattern. Send order to: AUNT MARTHA Box 166-W Kansas City, Mo. Enclose 15 cents for each pattern desired. Pattern No Name Address They come up to your expectations. Buy the convenient way, from your dealer's display. FOR PROTECTION FERRY-MORSE SEED GO. Treacherous Memory Memory is the friend of wit, but the treacherous ally of invention. --Colton. Kills Many Insects WNU--12 15--40 Hasty $udgment Haste in giving judgment criminal.--Pubilius Syrus. is SINCE 1852