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7TiumdtstfS^ 0 j W.M.M, riATVRlfx TpS STORY THUS FAR: Fllcka's colt, Bmlc overdne, Is born n Goose Bar ?mack, high la the Rockies. Kea Mc Laafbitn, Fllcka's 12-year-old owaer, is startled to see that the colt Is white, aad evidently a throwback to the Albino, a wild horse that Is Fllcka's fraadsire. Rob McLaughlin, Ken's father, rides out la hriog la Banner, the stallion. With Ra go Colonel Harris aad Charlie Bar (ettt, lalllloasire horse breeder. Colonel ?arris sets a wild ride. Later the party sets IU first glimpse of the white colt. Hebody likes It bat Kea. His mother, who names the horses, ftrst calls It the Goblin, bat later changes to Thander bead for Ken's benefit. Kea tries to keep faith la his horse. CHAPTER VI They went down to dinner. "And now," said Rob genially, "Ken's got something to tell us. He's going to tell us who is really We sire of that white foal up in the corral." Ken had thought he was prepared - for it, but it was a shock all the same, and unpleasant feelings went ?hp. ..icvVt ...np/1a wiuugu IUU1. UC VUUiUU V UUU HU4UO. llis mind was in a fog. "The sire!" exclaimed Harris, astonished. "Why, what's this? I thought Banner was the sire of all jour foals." "Not that one," grinned Rob. "Your mare is perfectly safe, Mort. You'll have a fine little sorrel colt ?dead ringer for Banner?when she foals next summer. I told you, Ban ner breeds true. Sorrels. Like as peas in a pod." "Hah!" exclaimed Charley. "You're crawling. Just because you've got a throwback, you're go ing to disown it! Didn't think it of jou, Rob!" "Come on. Ken," said Rob, "who is the sire of that little goblin up there?" Ken, without turning around. Jerked his head and elbow in the direction of Charley Sargent. "That hig black stud of his!" "Whose?" ?"Mr. Sargent's." "Ouch!" shouted Sargent. Then, "Do you let him tell whoppers like that, Rob? Or is he given to pipe dreams?" Rob was as astonished as anyone. "Appalachian, Ken?" "Yes, sir." "Why, he doesn't even know Ap palachian," shouted Sargent. "Ken ?did you ever see him? He's never been oil my ranch, and that'* twenty miles away." "Ken answered, "He's that big black stallion with three white socks and a white star between his eyes. He hangs out in that little draw by the quakin'-asp and the box elder where the fence crosses your line. Twenty miles away by the high way, but about eight miles of straight riding across country. Only one gate to go through, and your buck fence to take down." There was a shocked silence. Then, as Ken's words sank home, Charley Sargent jumped to his feet. His long brown face was serious for once, his big hat a little awry, a frown between his brows. "I don't believe it! It couldn't be! Why?that little misbegotten pup up there?son of Appalachian!" In two strides he reached Ken, seized him by the shoulder and yanked him up. "Stand up here." He set the boy an the low wooden table facing them all. Ken's face was a little pale, but his dark blue eyes looked at his lather without flinching. "Come on. Ken," said Rob, "let's have the story. I'll begin it for you. A year ago last spring we decided Flicka should be bred." "No, sir, it was the fall before that. About Thanksgiving time. You and mother said we'd breed Flicka as soon as she was old enough and get a foal." "That's right. I remember now. You and Howard were home from school for the Thanksgiving week end." ^"Yes. And when we went back to school, all winter long I was think ing about that. And when 1 came home for the spring vacation at Eas ter, you remember you let me start working with Flicka and riding her a little, because she was just exact ly two years old and strong and well-grown. And you said I was light enough so it wouldn't hurt her hack any. And I worked her out with the blanket and surcingle and began to ride her. And during that vaca tion do you remember the time you took me in to town with you and we met Mr. Sargent and had dinner with him at the Mountain Hotel? And he was talking about his stud, about Appalachian. And bra?well, praising all the colts he had had trom him?" Ken paused, looking interrogative ly at his father, and Rob grinned. "Yes, 1 remember. He praised 'em. It's a habit he's got." Harris laughed and Sargent's hand pinched Ken's shoulder a little harder and he said, "Get on with jour story, young man." "Well, so you see?when I went back to school after that Easter vacation I was thinking about Ap palachian." Rob groaned. "And when Ken be gins to think about something, I don't mind telling you, it's a single track mind." "So," sa:d Ken doggedly, "when I got home in June that's what I was thinking about. I rode over sev eral times on Cigarette to look at Appalachian." '?The hell you did!" eaid Charley. I "Well?" with some eagerness, "what did you think of him?" "Oh," Ken's voice rose In enthusi asm, "Just what you did! I agreed with all the proud things you said about him!" "Thank you for that, son!" "And what then. Ken?" asked Rob. "Well, that was about the time to breed Flicks. And you told me to see to it." Rob's eyes narrowed and glanced away as he tried to remember. Nell nodded. "I remember that, Rob. You had moved Banner and the brood mares up onto the Saddle Back. There were just the saddle mares in?Flicka and Taggert. And you told Ken it was his responsi bility, and that when she came around he was to take her to the stallion." Rob nodded. "1 remember. Well, Ken?" Ken's words came with a strug gle. "Well you see, I had been think ing and thinking about Appala chian, because we wanted Flicka's foal to Hp a rnnnp artH Rannnr was never a racer. And when I remem bered all Mr. Sargent had said about him, and every colt he had got by him, why then?why then?" "Well?" prompted Charley. "Well, when she came in heat, I Just rode her over there one day?it took me most of the day?and put her in the pasture with Appalachian ?and when she was bred I rode her home again. That's all." There was silence (or a moment as Ken finished his recital. Sudden ly Harris burst out laughing. How ard stared in open-mouthed awe at his younger brother. The stunt itself was nothing to the secrecy with which it had been concealed (or more than a year. It was a facility Howard was envious of?to do un usual things?and then keep them entirely to yourself. Hob said, "You took that long, six teen-mile ride on your mare?" "Yes, sir. I got off and rested her now and then. You were letting me ride her because you said she had grown so well and I hadn't." It was true. Ken was still no larger than he had been at ten. Rob thought again. "You must have been away most of the day. I don't remember it." Ken said, "It was a day when you and mother had been in town. And you stayed there for lunch and you didn't get home until late in the afternoon." Ken was keeping his biggest punch to the end. "Anyway, I can prove it to you, dad," he added. "How?" nen siqjpea uuwn uum uic wit ness stand and vanished into the house. They heard his steps going upstairs. He returned holding out a paper, folded and wrinkled and soiled. He handed it to Rob who opened it with a mystified air and read it silently, then passed it to Charley. Sargent stared at it a long time, then read aloud slowly, "FLICKA TO APPALACHIAN, 12.30 P. M. JUNE 28th. . . Sargent flung down the paper, sprang to his feet and shouted, "I don't believe it**then, with one long leap over the flower border, turned his back and went striding up to the corral. "This beats me," said Rob. "I didn't dream it was Appalachian. I knew it wasn't Banner. What I thought was that the Albino was somewhere in the neighborhood again and that he had got to the mare?or perhaps that Ken's mind had been working overtime and cooked up some crazy scheme and that he had taken her out to him." Charlie came striding back. "Gimme a drink, Rob?if thi. is true, it's a terrible blow." "It's true all right," said Colonel Harris. "I watched Ken's face when he told it. His face was straight and the story's straight." "Flick* to Appalachian, 12:3? p. m. June 28." Charley gulped down the drink Rob poured for him and as Rob Oiled the other glasses, held his out again. "Hope this won't make you take to drink, Charley," said Harris dry ly. "Brace upl Lots of people have family secrets to hide!" "We won't give it away, Char ley," chuckled Rob. Charley didn't even hear them. He threw off his hat and ran one hand distractedly through his hair. "May be it didn't take," he exclaimed sud denly. "Maybe, later on in the sum mer she was bred by some other stallion. That's it!" he said excited ly, 'You said the colt came months later than you expected!" But Ken shook his head. "She was never out on the range again. You see, that was the first summer I had been able to do much with her or ride her at all. She was a two year-old. And I had her down here in the stable or the home pasture all summer so that she would be well schooled by the time I had to leave the ranch in the fall. And | there weren't any other stallions around. Nell nodded. "That's true. She was underfoot all summer. Ken did ev erything but have her In the kitchen." "I did have her in the kitchen, Mother! Remember the time you put the oat bucket in the kitchen sink, and 1 called her in, and she walked right in and went all around the kitchen, looking at everything and smelling it, and then ate her oats at the sink?" "Look here, Ken," said Rob, "do you realize that you stole that serv ice? You heard what Mr. Sargent said at dinner?that the stud fee for Appalachian is $250.00." "I've always told you, Ken," his father rubbed it in, "that you cost me money every time you turn around." "Cost you money!" "Well?you owe that money to Charley here and you can't pay it "No, sir." "Someone's got to pay it." "I should say-ay-ay not!" ex claimed Charley. "If that's the Ap palachian's foal, you owe me for nothing. On the contrary, I owe Ken an apology. And the nice little mare too." Ken began to breathe again and glanced at his father to see if there were to be any penalties from that quarter. "If Mr. Sargent forgives you the debt. Ken, I've got nothing to say." "Here comes the Goblin now!" exclaimed Howard. Gus had let the horses out of the corral to pasture and Flicka and her foal and Taggert and the geld ings were coming to water at the round stone fountain in the middle of the Green. The men and boys went down to look at them more closely. "That's a beautiful mare," said Charley, looking at Flicka's glossy golden coat, her full, flaxen tail and mane, and the gentleness and intelligence in the golden eyes she turned to them. She mouthed the cool water, letting streams of it run from her muzzle, then turned her head to her foal again. "Dad," said Ken miserably, "is he?really?so awful?" Rob hestitated. "Well, Ken, no body could say he has good con formation. He is shaped like a full grown horse, a bronc at that. He'll have to change a good deal." "But he will, dad! He'll growl" "He'll have to grow in some spots and shrink in others. That jug head!" Ken looked at the head. It was certainly too large. It had a ter ribly stubborn look. "Hi, fellah" said Charley to the foal, then turned to Ken. "Well, you win, Ken. I believe your story. Your Goblin is by my Appalachian, and if you want papers, you can have them." "I can only have half papers, sir, because Flicka only has half pa _____ it pers. "'You oughtn't to have any papers at all with a stolen service, Ken," r said his father. "I'll waive that," said Charley. "Do you realize, Rob, that this little Goblin has Appalachian for a sire. Banner for a grandsire, and fka AIKinn far a araat 0ranH?ir?9 That ought to be enough T.N.T. to bust him wide open." Winter again. Blizzards. Wild storms. Days of terrible loneliness and fear with* Rob out in wepther when a man should be safe beside his own fire?perhaps on the high ways hauling feed in the truck, and the day passing?hours crawling past with no sign of him return ing. Then night coming on. She'd be standing by the north window at the far end of the house looking out into the darkness, watching. For what? What could you see in the inky blackness? Or even if it was daylight what could you see but snow falling and falling, white as a winding sheet? You could see the lights. The two big headlights of Rob's truck coming, way off on the ranch road. You could catch them soon after the truck left the Lincoln Highway, lose them when they curved in near the woods, then catch them again before they came down the hi" Lights boring through the darkness coming slowly down the hill with a load of oats or baled hay. (to bx cosrmrvKiM IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL Sunday i chool Lesson Br HAROLD L. LUNDQU1ST. D. D. ?* Mpodj Bfckt Institute mi Chicago. Released by Western Newspaper Union. i j Lesson for July 1 Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se- , lected and copyrighted by International Council or Religious Education; used by I permission. GOD'S JOT IN CREATION LESSON TEXT?Genesis 1:1-4. 10-11. IS 1*. 44. 27. SI. GOLDEN TEXT?God uw everything that ho bod mado, ond. behold. It woo very good.?Geneala 1:31. The destiny of this world seems to be in the balances in our day with wicked men ruthlessly trying to destroy that which is good and upright. Wa are deeply concerned in our hearts that the right should triumph and that a just and right eous peace should come. In such a day it is good to remind ourselves, as we will in our three month series of studies in Genesis, that man did not make this world, nor is it the product of natural { forces. God made it. uod, wbo is eternal, infinite, and knows all from the beginning, is not moved by the Impulses of the mo ment nor staggered by the catas trophes of a day. He made the world. He made man. He had a plan for them, and still has a plan which He will in due sea son work out for His own glory. L God Made Heaven and Earth (w. 15, 10-12, 10-18). The biblical account of creation? "In the beginning God" ? stands as a dignified, satisfactory, intelli gent explanation of the origin of things, and in bold contrast to the confusing and almost unbeliev able theories of men. The best of scientists admit that they know nothing of the origin of things, and some say that they never will know. The answer to this query, with which every human philosophy opens, is the affirmation with which the divine account in Genesis opens ?"In the beginning God." Space forbids full discussion of the account of creation, but a study of it will reveal its beautiful order, symmetry, and completeness. Compare that orderly account with the absurdities of the ancient human cosmogonies, and you have a new regard for Scripture. II. God Made Man in His Own Image (vv. 26, 27). Although man has often so de i based himself by sin and dis obedience to God that it seems al ! most unbelievable, it is neverthe less true that he was made in the likeness and image of God. Because that is true, we never give up hope for him. Because of that image, no matter how deeply defaced by sin, man still may be touched by re deeming grace and restored to fel lowship w.th God. The likeness and image of God in man refers to a moral and spiritual likeness. Man is a living soul with intelligence, feeling and will. He is a moral being, knowing the differ ence between right and wrong. He is a self-conscious, personal being. To man God gave dominion [ over the earth and all its potential powers. Sometimes one has been hopeful that man was making good progress in the development of the earth's resources for his own good and the glory of God. But one is sad to see how he has used this great God-given opportunity for de struction and death. Only a revival of real Christianity can bring him back to his senses. Let us pray and work for it. Observe that the family was estab lished as the center of man's life on earth, as God gave him a "help meet unto him." Woman was taken "not out of man's head that she should rule over him; nor out of his feet to be trampled upon; but out| of his side to be equal with him,1 under hit arm to be protected by him, anil near his heart to be I loved by him" (Matthew Henry). The decay of family life and the modern . substitution of social and civic units as the basis of life have led to disastrous results, one of (. :i- j.u ? ?*? nuivu 1a jyvuilH; UClUHjUCIJCy . DO! only do *'e need a revival of re ligion, we also need a revival of the home life of the nation. in. God Made All Things Well (v. 31). When men do recognize the hand of God in creation, they often seem to feel that what He made was rath er limited and defective. It would almost seem that God should be clever about perfecting His work, developing It and making it useful. As a matter of fact, God, who had all knowledge and whose stand ards are higher than man's stand ards could possibly be, looked over His creation and "behold, it was very good" (v. 31). It was a "fln ished" job <J:1). Man has destroyed much of cre ation's beauty. Sin came in and marred i*.. What man's inventive cleverness has developed of the pos sibilities of this world is only a minute fraction of what is yet avail-: able. Instead of boasting, man might, well be distressed at the pathetic slowness with which he has "thought God's thoughts after Him." Instead of lighting and destroying, he ought to give his energies to building, developing, and above all, to loving God with all his heart and his neighbor as himself (Matt B:?M0). Th? HOME TOWN REPORTER fe Washington This Concerns Every Citisen WMU Wukimffm Mur?m HI Umiam Tram Butldimt \\TASHINGTON today U a vast v* stage upon which events ol national and international moment crowd themselves with lightning rapidity and with kaleidoscopic clarity. They are events and pro posals which have ramifications af fecting the lives and destinies, one way or another, not only of our own people in the cities and hometowns in America, but of people every where. And we criticize our congressmen ... gripe at our governmental agen cies freely and often, but, as a mat ter of fact, it is amazing that with the quickening and increasing tempo of affairs here, the men ine new measure, a DulKy, IBS page document, carries with it ap propriations which will run into bil lions of dollars. The section on hos pitals and health centers alone calls for $950,000,000 over a 10-year period. That it will meet with deter mined opposition is a foregone con clusion, for it attempts to national ize all provisions of the present act, except medical and public as sistance, taking over old age and survivors insurance and unemploy ment compensation from the states and placing those features ex clusively in the hands of the fed eral government. Rates to employers are increased from the average of 3Vi per cent they are now paying to (4 per cent to finance all the insurance features, and employees would pay approxi mately 3 per cent more than they are paying under the present law but are given greatly expanded protection. The farmer is entitled to all the provisions of the bill except un employment compensation and tem porary disability insurance. He would get medical aid, old age and survivors Insurance and disability insurance for which he would pay 5 per cent on his net income up to $3,800. He would make his payments quarterly or semi-annually. If the farmer has a hired hand, he would deduct S per cent of his net income for transmissal to the government, and records would be kept through the use of stamps to be issued for the purpose, eliminating any book keeping. The same method would be used by the small business man. He would pay on his net income up to $3,600 at the same rate, and if he has one aim wuinen iii government Keep abreast of the times and the respon sibilities with which they are faced as well as they do. Just within the last few days . . . Victory for the Reciprocal Trade ex tension in the house and its defeat by a senate committee . . . the overwhelming vote of confidence in world cooperation by the house action of Bretton Woods . . . the streamlining plans for the Veter ans administration by General Bradley . . . the President's vic tory in the Russian empasse at San Francisco . . . the Truman pro posal for temporary unemployment compensation during the reconver sion era ... the modernization of the governmental set-up as planned . . . the Murray-Wagner-O'Mahoney full-time employment bill ... all these are a few examples. And now the Wagner - Murray - Dingle bill which will affect the lives of ev ery man, woman and child in every hometown and rural community in America. It completely overhauls, enlarges and federalizes the present social se curity law, bringing under its pro visions an additional 15,000,000 farm ers, farm laborers, domestic em ployees, small merchants, profes sional men and women, seamen and employees of non-profit organiza tions. BILLIONS INVOLVED. or more employees not now receiv ing benefits of the social security law, be would deduct their percent ages and issue stamps to the em ployees to eliminate bookkeeping. In some states from one to eight employees are not now covered by the social security law. DOMESTIC HELP AIDED. Domestic help would come under the same provisions. If you have a maid, a cook, a washwoman, you would deduct the proper percentage from her pay on pay-day and pre sent her with stamps for her book issued for the purpose. Professional men such as doctors, lawyers, den tists, veterinarians etc., a!so be come eligible for .the benefits under the law with a cost of 5 per cent on net income up to $3,000. Briefly, the provisions of the new bill provide: 1. A program of federal * grants sad loans for construc tion of hospitals and health cen ters especially la rural areas. 2. It broadens the present fed oral grants - la - aid for pnblie health service up to 75 per cent of amounts expended by the states. 1. Expands the eommonity wtde maternal and child-health aad welfare service, the federal government paying up to 7$ per I lledd* Jfopf**' Looking at noLLVwown lakuM hit Western Union. A WORLD-WIDE audience and ^ hence a world-wide influence ia claimed for the product of the Holly wood studios. There is ample ex ternal evidence that this claim is not exaggerated. Indeed, it's only in the last few years that the public has become even dimly aware of how far-reaching the screen's in fluence really is. And of course we of the Industry itself are the last to learn these things. We can't see the forest for the trees. Well, there are a few fundamen tals that we can't get away from In evaluating the state of the world, present and future. One of them is that if we're going to go on having wars all of us are going to suffer no matter who wins the victories. Have you ever stopped to reflect that back in 1017 and 1918, when our country entered upon its first exalted crusade to make the world safe for democracy, nearly all of the present leading stars of motion pic tures either were not born or were pretty young? There are some ex vct'iiuus, ui course. Covering the Globe Today they are serving the flag on all the far-flung fronts where duty has called them. They are flying airplanes, burrowing into foxholes, helping to man carriers, battle ships, cruisers, destroyers, subma rines. They're accomplishing dan gerous missions with cameras, wag ing the deadly war of propaganda in which our American ideas and ideals are the high explosives. Where are their children going to be 29 years from today? Our statesmanship of today is America's legacy to its young men and women of tomorrow. Where is it going to lead us? You might be surprised to realize how many toddlers cooing and gur gling in Hollywood nurseries today have a life and death stake in the answer to those questions. Bumper Crop Surprised? When I compiled a list of Hollywood babies born in 1944 and 1945 I was astonished. I'm not drawing any distinction where babies are concerned, but one can't name them all. This war has taught us that we are really and genuinely a democracy; that our army, navy, and marine corps rep resent the people and are in very truth the people. So, from the ranks of our profes sional artists, here goes; Alice Faye Harris and her hus band, Phil, have two baby girls. Same for Betty Grable and Harry James. Orchestra Ua/)aro WK tha fathers, and famous, too. Glamour boys. So's Dick Haymes a glamour boy. He and Joanne Marshall Haymes greeted a new baby last summer. Girli and Mora Girls My I Look at the baby girls in my list I Here's Ann Sothern with an other; the father, LL Robert Ster ling. Ken Murray comes along with a boy. Good for you, Ken. Martha Raye and Niek Condon had a girl. So did Jean Rogers and Danny Win kler. And what's this? Nancy Coleman delighted Whitney Bolton's mascu line pride by presenting him with twin girls. Velot and Yolanda produced a son. Benlta Hume and Ronald Colman countered with a daughter. Here's Ruth Hussey and Lt. Bob Longneeker adding to the female population; also the Eddie Brackens. Donna King and Lt. James Conklin, the Bob Crosbys and the Gregory Pecks relieved the monotony?their babies are boys. And so we come into 1943. Rita Haywortb and Orson Welles were the first big time Hollywood mamma and papa of the year, and theirs is a girl. Eleanor Powell and Glenn Ford countered with a boy. Mau reen O'Sullivan and John Farrow promptly announced a feminine ad dition to their growing family, but Susan Hayward hit the Jackpot with twin boys. Jess Barker's the father. The Jack Carsons added a baby daughter. Looking Into the Future What a responsibility rests upon these young Hollywood fathers and mothers of little ones brought into this disturbed world! We hear on all sides that what the world needs and is crying aloud for is leaders. Leadership. That, I think, no one will deny. Fathers and mothers of this day, if you don't want to go through a rep etition of broken hearts, sorrow, maimed bodies, wrecked minds and nerves a generation from now, ^bet ter be looking alive right now! ? ? ? And 'Twaa Ever Thut I asked Gene Fowler how he was coming along with "Goodnight, Sweet Prince." He said, "We're at a complete standstill. I may have to sell the thing after all. Isn't it funny? It's like a man standing on a street corner selling $3 gold pieces for a buck and nobody will buy. 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