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not STORY THUS PAR: Thu?4er
kMi k? the ntj white horse *wr CoaleS
w R? Goose Bar raach la Wyoming. H?
Kwabkt hit great grand si re, a wild
?!???? called the Albino. His IS-year
?M owner. Kan Mc Lang kiln, hopes his
Bono wOl develop Into a racer because
ef Ms remarkable speed. Thuderbeatf,
however. Is 41McaK to handle, and plans
Sec entering him in a tall race meet are
mortal*. Rob McLaughlin, Ren's fn
twr, needing ready cash for Ken and
?sward's tultioa and other hills, takes 14
her or s to an auction In Denver. He gets
poor prices, and is depressed, until he
meets Gllroy, an eastern horse buyer,
dray's attention Is drawn to the high
sftesa ef the McLaughlin animals.
CHAPTER XVII
"I don't know."
"He in de east still?"
"No. In Laramie."
"Laramie! Ven he get back?"
"I don't know exactly. But It
was in the paper about a week ago."
Gus leaned to brush up a few
more imaginary ashes. "You come
down in kitchen, Missus. I'm getting
aoene lunch."
"All right, Gus. Is it lunch time?"
In the warm kitchen Gus moved
about efficiently and set a cup of
hot strong tea on the red-checked
tablecloth before her, some baked
beans, well-flavored, topped with
crisp browned salt pork, and some
at her own bread, toasted on top of
We stove.
Sitting opposite her, stirring his
tea, his pale blue eyes studied her
Woughtfuliy. "You sick. Missus?"
"Ho, Gus."
? "You going to ride dis afternoon?"
"I don't know." She looked at the
food before her and took her fork in
her band, then felt her stomach
shrink and close. Her belts bad
grown very loose uiese days; ner
?lirti hung on her hips.
Gut appeared to be giving thought
?a nothing but the demolishing of
the great pile of beans on his plate.
"H you cud get a jackrabbit?de
etilrfcms needs meat?"
Nell drank a little of her tea and
art the cup down. "Well?I might,
later in the afternoon."
"I saddle Gypsy for you, Missus."
Nell stirred her tea, staring a
hole through the tablecloth.
"Dot Gypsy?she's wid foaL"
"Yes, I know."
"Und de boss, he don' want she
Aould have no more foals."
"She must have been bred before
he took her away from Banner last
spring?early."
"Ya. Und dot mean she's foal
dfe winter."
Nell buttered a small piece of
toast, made herself eat it.
"You don't like de beans, Mis
"1 like them, Gus, but I'm not
hungry."
She went upstairs again and slow
b tidied her room, with many
. pauses to stand at the window. The
bleak skies and the colorless world
baked back at her balefully.
Later in the afternoon she put on
her black woolen jodhpurs and her
warm gray tweed jacket. A few
strokes of the comb through her
hair drew it back and she fastened
Una little bun, brushing her bang
smooth and drew on her.small black
?" - visored cap. As she picked up her
felt-lined gloves and the red scarf
far her throat she suddenly wanted
l? hurry and get out of that house.
Galloping along the county road,
Gypsy pricked her ears and turned
her head toward the Saddle Back.
"No, you don't, old girl?we're not
going up there."
Gypsy whinnied, getting the wind
bom the band of brood mares be
yond the crest, but Nell pressed her
?.-i k.u in ik.
a^iui <a gaiiioi nci aim iiciu uci am uic
?oad.
She counted the time since Bob
lad left on September tenth. It
was nearly a month. Figuring four
days for the trip to Pennsylvania,
then a week or ten days for the
sale, and two days for the trip
back?that would have brought it to
September twenty-sixth. Where had
be been since then? Laramie, ap
parently, just twenty-five miles
away. And hadn't come home.
Hadn't even written. And here it
was the second week in October.
Reaching the bank of Deer Creek,
Gypsy was belly deep in dried brown
grass. She grunted softly and turned
her head toward the water. Nell sat
relaxed in the saddle while the mare
waded into the stream, her feet sink
ing deep in the soft gravel, and the
fresh and delicious smell of water
?d damp earth and autumn leaves
wafted up and made Nell wonder
why. now, everything that was sweet
aent a sharp pain through her heart.
Long wheezing sucks came from
Gypsy. Two magpies were quarrel
ing In a tree overhead. And a little
any off there was frantic yipping
Hem Kim as he chased a rabbit.
He cocker never yipped nor would
la let a rabbit draw him into a
hopeless chase. He knew in ad
vance where the rabbit would go
and intercepted it.
Nell lifted Gypsy's head, turned
bar, and the mare scrambled up the
lank, scattering water from her
haofi and her mouth. And as she
resumed her canter, Nell resumed
Mm argument. Bob had been in
Laramie about two weeks and hadn't
let her know. Why? Didn't he want
to see her?
The dogs had vanished complete
to. Often they started out on s ride
with her, were led off by rabbits
ar excittng scents and disappeared.
Wtm wouldn't see them again until
she got home and found them pant
ing on the terrace.
At the thought that Rob did not
want to come home her mind spun
around to his point of view. How
was he thinking and feeling? Was he
suffering too? Oh, I hope so, I hope
so, for if he loves me he couldn't
help it. But does he? He could come
to me, but I couldn't go to him. Or
could I? She thought of herself driv
ing down to Laramie, going about
hunting for her husband?No. No!
She tingled with shame. She had
to wait here, but how long? Yes?
how long? Until he decided to come
back. She was entirely helpless.
As these thoughts chased each oth
er through her mind, her body and
her nerves were played upon as if
by little whips. Alternately hot and
cold?weak, or - strengthened by a
wave of pride. Again and again
there went through her heart and
stomach a rush of sinking empti
ness, and each time she recovered
from it as from a shock, slowly, and
weakly; a difficult comeback. It
was that which prevented her from
eating, for it came often just as
His eyes met hers for a split
second.
she had prepared food for herself
and sat down and looked at It.
She wondered at those mysterious
physical activities, probably gov
erned by the endocrine glands,
which are the reactions to violent
emotions. What, really, was going
on in her body? Was it a sort of
shell shock? Was it destroying her
health and strength and youth? She
could not bear to look at the face
that peered back at her from the
mirror.
In the timber of number sixteen
the dogs appeared again, madly |
chasing a rabbit. Up here the shad
ed depressions amongst the trees
held snow left from a recent storm.
The rabbit was in the snow, strug
gling toward a pile of rocks and
Kim was bearing down on it, yipping
hysterically.
Nell drew rein and watched the
chase, quieted by a feeling of fatal
ism. What chance did the rabbit
have? It was like her mind?dou
bling and dodging, trying to find a
hole in which to hide, or a path of
escape, but cornered every time.
The rabbit doubled on its tracks
and Kim, who always went too fast,
shot past it. The rabbit was strug
gling to reach the rocks. No doubt
he had a safe hideaway underneath
them. Would he make it? Kim was
almost upon him, and again the rab
bit turned and dodged, and again
Kim shot past and had to brake and
turn and in those few seconds the
rabbit reached his haven. But ah?
Chaps was there too. The canny
black cocker emerged from ambush
at the last moment and seized his
prey.
And then the kill. The tiny squeals
of the rabbit?the sharp nosings of
the dogs?the sudden jerks of their
heads and snappings of their jaws.
No blame to them, thought Nell,
as she galloped toward them and
called to them to stand back. Wag
ging their tails proudly they stood
off and looked up at her. They were
panting, and their long red tongues
hung, dripping, out of the sides of
their mouths.
Nell picked up the big jack?It
must have weighed six pounds?and
asked Gypsy's consent to hang it
on the saddle. Gypsy pricked her
ears and drew in her chin, snorting.
Nell offered it to her to smell. Gypsy
sniffed the rabbit gingerly, and after
that, permitted Nell to fasten it to
the saddle.
The dogs watched her, well satis
fied. They knew that later, when
Gus skinned it, they would get their
share.
The hunt and the killing of the
rabbit had added to Nell's depres
sion. She could not bear to go borne.
If she could ride until it was com
pletely dark, and there would be
nothing to do but pull off her clothes
and fall Into bed! If she could ride
until she was so tired that she would
be sure to sleep! .
Occasionally she glanced upward
to see if there were any stars, or
if the moon was rising, but the sky
was a solid gray lid, not low or
stormy, but withdrawn and bitterly
cold. It made her shhfer. If there
was beauty and life in Nature,
where had it gone? When the skies
were like this they put a blight on
the world, and on the human soul.
They galloped along in the gather
ing darkness, the dead rabbit thud
ding against the mare's side.
Nell reached the stables from the
south pasture. She had expected
Gus to be watching for her, but no
one was there, not even the dogs.
She fed Gypsy, unsaddled her and
turned her out. She hung the dead
rabbit in the meat house and walked
slowly and unwillingly down through
the gorge. Physically, she was near
collapse, and she walked slowly and
unsteadily.
As she approached the house she
suddenly stopped walking. Lights
shone in all the windows and a row
of cars stood behind it.
It was one of those uproarious
gatherings which occur when town
people descend on their country
friends Vith all the "makings." The
house was bursting with food and
drink, lights and roaring fires and
human noise and movement. Rob
had brought T-bone steaks. Pota
toes were already baking and Gene
vieve Scott was just putting the fin
ishing touches to two big pumpkin
pies.
When Nell stood in the" kitchen
ftn-forl onH nlmnol iinhoKawtna
and exclaimed, "RobI" the was
promptly enveloped in a rowdy bear
hug by her husband, and thereafter
by Rodney Scott and Charley Sar
gent. She was told to sit down and
rest herself and let her guests do
the cooking and set the table. Mor
ton Harris brought her an old
fashioned cocktail. There would be
nothing for Nell to do, they assured
her, but make her famous dressing
for the lettuce.
"And the mustard and coffee
sauce for the steaks!" exclaimed
Rob.
Gus was concocting the potent
Swedish punch called glogg.
"And I hope," said Bess Gifford,
"that there'll be room in the oven
for these biscuits."
"And we'll be ready to eat at
about eight-thirty," said Rob, "and
until then there's nothing to do but
drink up and enjoy yourself!"
Nell ran upstairs to her room.
Rob is home. He kissed me. He is
here! This very night they would be
together in this room and all would
be explained and forgotten. That
dreadful loneliness?that desolation
?it was all over. An easy breathing
lifted her breast and it was new and
pleasant and free and a great
change?as if, all these weeks, a
painful thong had bound her lungs.
She stood on the threshold of their
bedroom, wondering if he had been
there already, if there would be
some sign, his coat thrown across
the pillow, or his boots standing ar
gumentatively in the middle of the
floor. Instead, she saw the bed piled
high with feminine wraps. Of
course. The girls, and their things.
Well?it would all wait.
Moving lightly and excitedly, she
brushed and groomed and freshened
herself and ran downstairs again.
Rob offered her another cocktail.
"How'* about another?" be asked
jovially. "You've got to catch up
to the rest ot us, you know."
"Have you been here long?" aha
asked, raising her eyes to his as
she took the glass. It was like
speaking to a man she hardly knew
but was desperately In love with.
His eyes met hers for a split sec
ond and then fell to the glass he
was handing her. "Oh, a couple of
hours!" he said.
"And I'm watching you make your
salad dressing!" said Morton Har
ris. "I've got all the things out on
this table for you!"
The radio was roaring. Bess Gil
ford and Charley Sargent were danc
ing in the middle of the living room.
It seemed to Nell she was floating
on the surface of a river of sound
and sensation, that lifted her higher
and higher. Her body was warm
and quick and pliant, the pupils of
her eyes dilated, her laugh rippled.
She sat at the head of the table
and carved the steaks, putting a
lump of butter and mustard in each
slice, and a dash of black coffee
and then spooning the gravy over
the meat until all was blended.
When, now and then, the memory
of the afternoon?of all the days
gone before?came back to her, she
put her fork down and leaned her
head back and wondered if she was
drunk?so unbearably sweet was the
pang of the present laid against the
desolation of the past It was over.
He was here. He had kissed her. He
would kiss her again tonight.
"Maybe you'll tell us, NeD!"
shrieked Bess Gilford from the oth
er end of the table. "Why is it that
Rob and Charley are never so happy
as when they can put their heads
together and talk about how much
money they lose on horses?"
"Lose on horses?" said Nell doubt
fully, her eyes going to Rob's. -
"Don't believe him," said Rodney
Scott "Come on now, Rob?give us
the low-down. You made a mint on
this sale, didn't you?"
"You don't have to ask him,"
shouted Stacy Gilford. "Take a look
at him I See that smug grin! He
busted the bank!"
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UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
Sunday |
chool Lesson
_ Br HAROLD L. LUNDQUIBT. D, D:
Of The Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.
Released by Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for September 16
. Leaaon subject, and Scripture tec Is se
lected sod copjrrtsbtsd by IntsrnstUjusl
Council of Rellslou. Education; used by
permission.
JIJDAH'S CONCERN
FOR HIS FAMILY
LESSON TEXT?Genesis ?1? M
GOLDEN TEXT?How shall I so up ta
my father, and tbe lad be not with me??
Genesis M M
The family is tha fundamental .
unit of Moiety, and is therefore of
more importance than the church,
the state, or the social order of
which it is a vital part. Every force
which encourages the breakdown of
the sacral relationships of tha horns
and family Is set for the destruction
of society itself.
Men have too often chosen to go
the way of the flesh, and therefore
they have disregarded God's plan
and purpose. But the home is just
as sacred as ever in His sight, and
brotherly love still finds a high
place among tha virtues of real
men.
The family comes before us as we
continue the study of Joseph's life.
As we study it.we bear in mind Jo
seph's dealings with his brethren,
who as yet did not recognize him as
the one they had sold into captivity.
He was bringing them kindly but
definitely to the point of real repent
ance, so that he could show himself
gracious to them.
To do so he had brought disaster
upon them. Being happily on their
way homeward with a new supply
of food, they were overtaken end
proved to be thieves, and Benjamin,
tne Deloved ol their father Jacob,
atood condemned to death by their
own words.
In that crisis the mouths of the
others seemed closed, but Judah,
who had really saved Joseph's life
(Gen. 37:26, 27), and who had appar
ently finally come to himself as -a
man of essential goodness, pleaded
for Benjamin's life.
That plea presented a truly sac
rificial brotherly love, as he mani
fested
I. Courage (v. 18).
Easy rests the yoke of family life
as long as all is joyful and pros
perous. But when adversity strikes,
when sorrow comes, or sickness, or
sin, then the true test of devotion is
at hand.
It was a brave and manly thing
for Judah to stand before the one
whom he knew only as the man who
was "even as Pharaoh." The cir
cumstances were all against him.
He expected the flaming anger of
the offended ruler. His brethren had
collapsed in despair. It was one of
those dark hours which come to
every family when someone must
demonstrate true love by being
strong-hearted and fearless,
n. Intelligence (w. 19-29).
We have become so accustomed
to accomplishing things by the use
of words that we are in danger of
substituting speech for action. Even
in times of lorrow or need we send
a well-warded card or telegram, and
regard our mission as accom
. pllshed.
Words have their place, but there
comes a time when they must be
coupled with intelligent action.
Crises call for more than a cheerful
smile or an encouraging word, much
as they may mean in such an
hour. We must be prepared by our
close contact with our loved ones to
speak and act with vigor and as
surance,
ni. Self-denial (w. 30-33).
One step deeper goes the devotion
of this man to his father end hie
brother. He had done no wrong that
merited punishment, but evidently
his brother Benjamin had been
guilty. Had he been of the spirit of
Cain he would have said, "Am I my
brother's keeper?" and let him an
swer for himself. Why should Judah
suffer for another? Why should he
allow himself to be imprisoned in
a strange land to save his father
from sorrow and his brother from
what seemed to be the just reward
for his deeds?
Thus reasons the man of the
world, but such is not the language
of the true brother. He says, "Let
thy servant abide instead of the
lad as a bondman." Well and cour
ageously spoken1
IV. Love (v. 34).
Love for father and brother under
lies all of the courage, conviction
and self-sacrifice of a man like
Judah. In his younger years, and
possibly under the influence of his
brothers, ha bad failed in that re
spect, but now his real devotion to
his brother was evident.
That affection was a real, power
ful and beautiful thing, and yet It is
but a faint prefiguring of the affeo
tion of the One who "sticketb closer
than a brother," who "though he
was rich, yet for your sakes he be
came poor, that ye through his pov
erty might be rich" (Prov. 18:24,
H Cor. 8:8).
Let us improve the opportunity to
review our relations with our own
family, to determine whether there
is aught that we in intelligent and
courageous self-sacrifice should do
for our own. Concern for family
will pay rich dividends, especially
tn these days of broken homes and
disturbed personal relationships.
Love will do more than anything
else to hold as together.
Batousd to Wastem Newepever Union.
FEDERAL PAYROLLS
CONTINUE TO INCREASE
THE POPULATION of the United
States consists of just about 135,000,?
000 men, women and children, rep
resenting approximately 37,000,000
families. The government ? local,
state and federal ? civilian em
ployees in April, of 1949, totalled
783,000. Deducting those, and the
families they represent, and the total
is about 110,000,000 people, 33,000,
000 families, who are supporting not
only themselves, but also those gov
ernment employees and their fami
lies.
It all means that the head of each
average sized family ? less than
five people ? is providing food, shel
ter, heat, clothing and other needs
for mors than one outsider. Provid
ing for that outsider represents
the most expensive and most ex
travagant item in each family's
ever-increasing cost of living.
Of the 6,783,000 government civil
ian employees, 3,989,000 are on fed
eral government payrolls, and 3,183,
000 are on municipal, county and
state payrolls. These include all
police offlcen and school teach
ers.
Washington bureaus ban
found ways to elreumvent every
effort of Senator Byrd, and his
committee, to reduce the feder
al civilian payrolls, instead the
number of federal employees
shows a steady increase, an in
crease amounting to 271,NO be
tween April of 1M4 and April of
IMS. The number continues to
increase despite the year-by
year increases in taxes; despite
the mounting government in
debtedness, and the need for
economy.
. What is to be the end? How many
extra mouths must that heavily bur
dened head of a family feed? The
cost of bureaucratic government has
run far beyond any semblance of
reason. The American people are
long suffering and patient, but
there is a breaking limit. That ap
plies to both federal, local and state
employment. It is time to reduce,
rather than increase, all govern
ment payrolls. Those who do the
providing do not appreciate that
uninvited guest at the family dinner
table.
? ? ?
JAPS WILL HAVE HAKD
TIME TO SHOW REFORM
THE JAP SURRENDER is un
precedented in all history. The pill
the Shinto deity emperor had to
swallow was exceedingly bitter, and
it took some hours to get it down.
Now that it is over, now that the
Son of Heaven is merely the mouth
piece of General MacArthur as
American commander, what the fu
ture result will be is anybody's
guess. Before the Jap can become an
acceptable world citizen he must
change the ways that have been
bred into him through many cen
turies. That will take years, years
that will be hard for the Japs, to ef
fect such a change. The people of
the Allied nations are not concerned
with the religion of any people, but
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Ul MIC VBOC VI Hie QlUIlWiJIU
must go before the Jap can become
an acceptable world citixen. With
the passing of Shintoism will pass
the emperor, should he surmount
other difficulties.
The Greeks, Remans, Tartars,
Geths, Turks, sad, at ? more .
recent period. Napoleon and his
French legions, attempted what
the Germans, Italians and Japs
attempted, resulting In the con
flict Just ended. Each such try
has led la time, to another. Let
us hope the world, for the fu
ture, has learned to curb such
malfaeters before they become
dangeroos and set the entire
world aflame.
? ? ?
POOR JOHNNY! He is a victim
of the death of the old Jalopy. Dad
has commandeered Johnny's bike as
a means of transportation until a
new car can be obtained. It recalls
the days of the 80s when bikes for
the poor and carriages for the rich
represented transportation. The
price of a bike ran anywhere from
$129 to $179. You had a choice be
tween high wheels or "safeties." To
set on a hich wheel took some nrac
tice and many a tumble. The
"safety" was considered a "sissy."
Both had solid tires, no air to soften
the jar, and you loosened your back
teeth- when riding over the cobble
stone pavements of city streets. A
pert of each daily stunt was
peddling a bike from home to the of
fice and back again, in my case a
distance of six miles each way. That
was considered the pleasurable
part of working.
? ? a
GOSSIP IS THE BLOCK buster
that destroys community unity.
? ? ?
GENERAL MACARTHUR should
set an early hour for reveille for
Hirohito.
? ? ?
THE AMERICAN PRIVATE EN
TERPRISE system made winning
the war possible. It supplied not
only our own war needs, but the
needs of our Alllies. Its continu
ance here will "be a beacon light to
those nations now turning to that
collectivism that failed.
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Man and wife stopped in front
of the dentist's showcase. Said
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think I'll get it."
She: "Hush, William, you
mustn't pick your teeth in public."
Ths average man is like a whale
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Ain't It So?
Cop?What't the ides of parking is
front of the tehool entrance?
Motor iti?Well, the rigs acid, "Fine
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"Have you any dependents?" in
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man.
"No, sah," he replied.
"But I thought you had a wife."
"She ain't dependable," was the
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wide to enter the locks of the
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