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All the sore knotted muscles ?used and relaxed, and the feverish pais was drawn out of the scratches and abrasibns . He got the iodine bottle from the Medicine chest and attended pains tolkigly to his wounds. He was dot ?eo ana smearea an over wnen ne hill; sat down with slicked hair and startlingly clean fingernails to fee supper of fried chicken and aashed potatoes whipped with hot aieaui such as only his mother could And again he told and retold the story of his adventure, even to the lit about the black mare who made fee dash for freedom. "She was a beauty, dad. She reminded me af Gypsy, only she was bigger." And at last Rob told his boy of fee important thing. That none of lis plans need be changed. He could ?tfl go to Saginaw Falls with Charley Sargent. He could still send a race horse of his own in Charley Sargent's express car. There would atB be a ftWJse Bar entry in the races. The only change would be feat it would be the two-year-old My, Touch And Go, instead of the fesee ? year - old stallion, Thunder Aad so when the big black Buick railed down the mountain passes of fee Wyoming-Idaho highway on October eleventh there were two ?acchorac owners sitting in the front seat, Charley Sargent, quite formal baking in a black overcoat and derby hat, and Ken, feeling at least ten years older than ever before. tot Thunderhead lifted his nose high and searched the wind. It was a bare craggy peak over tenking the southern end of the val ley that he had chosen for his look out. From here he could see below him where his mares were grazing. He could turn and look at the tiers of mountains behind away up to the Thsaiderer in his eyrie in the sky. He could see the clouds rolling around them, he could hear the deep rumble of the giants that lived ?aderneath, the fall of every ava lanche, the crack of every frozen tree; and not d bird nor ani mal could move without his eyes and ears taking note of it. It was an uneven pinnacle of rock so which he stood, with barely room tor foothold. His hind legs were braced down and apart. His body was twisted. His head, with its float kig white mane and spear-pointed ears, was lifted high, his dark, white-ringed eyes filled with the wildness of the mountains and the alouds. Dangling from his black baiter was a bit of rope, frayed and worn at the end. A little below him, balked by the steepness of the last sheer ascent, w eon mil wrkitn nnl ? ctorvl lrvrvlrinrr nn at him. Now and then Thunderhead's glance rested on him for a second, ken brushed past and up again. A aew message was on the wind ?us early morning. There was a heavy storm coming. The tempera lore was twenty below already and still falling. The mares and colts were pro tected by a long thick growth of hair which they had started grow ing in September in preparation for ?os early storm. But Thunderhead was warmed only by the inner heat of the stallion. His coat was, as al ways, silky and shining, scarred tmij by patches of rough, long hair ?ier his throat, and on his shoul ders where he had been wounded. Around the mountain peaks many dons were tossing, rolling down ke shapes, colliding with each other, carried on opposing currents of air. A mass of wind-cloud swept aarih over the valley with an eagle aaflkg before it. Now and then the shams united and came down in a deep white blanket, then were broken up again and, roaring, sepa rated and moved in every direction. Gradually the smother thickened and snow fell, driving first one way, ?Mb the other. Thunderhead reared his crest high Into the storm. His mane streamed k the west. The eastern wind was rinmgest and would prevail. An Memory tingled through him and Ms pawing hoof rang on the rock. When the cold burns too deep, when there is death in the wind, lake the way down the mountain. Sales ere open. Mangers are full of hay. There Is shelter and food and kindness tor all. And the screaming whiteness cannot follow you in. He made several abrupt move ments of his head, then turned and picked his way down the crag, his tail sweeping over the white colt, who carefully followed" him. Thuitderhead rounded up his mares and headed them north down the valley. When he had them run ning he took the lead, with the black mare and her white colt close be hind him. His pace was carefully chosen so that the smallest colt could keep up. What snow there was boiled like seafoam around their feet and there was that sound in the steadying eastern wind?that unvarying roar ?that would turn into a whine as the velocity increased. They strung out single file going through the keyhole and down the river gorge. Now and then Thunder head circled to see that there were no stragglers, giving a few nips to keep the tail-enders aware that they were on a drive and expected to keep up. Below, on the plains, they spread out, kicking and biting, wild with the heat of their blood, and the ex citement of the run, and-the fierce beating of the wind and snow. * They neared the ranch in the late afternoon, Thunderhead swinging along at a canter, finding his way through the white smother with the ease of infallible instinct. He was on Down the Saddle Back they poured at fnll gallop. his own ground now, and had known every square foot of it since birth. Reaching the crest of the Saddle Back, he halted to survey his do main and his mares crowded up around him. Nothing could be seen through the snow, but to his inner eye, every building, every fence post fcas visible, and as he plunged down the slope he indulged in some coltish bucks of pure joy. With those thirty handsome mares and colts behind him he could be for given for feeling the pride of a young heir when he brings home his bride and displays her to the family. Down the Saddle Back they poured at a full gallop, up the county road?the gate was open! Thunder head made the sharp turn, the mares following close, cantered down through the Stable pasture to the corral?again the gates were open! They poured in? It was already full of mares and colts. All the familiar old smells! Every brood mare as comfortable to him as mother's milk! Oats and hay. The corral and stables. Ban ner? Thunderhead nickered and squeal ed in an ecstasy of homecoming. He plunged through the mares to the feed racks and tore out a great mouthful of hay?Castle Rock Meadow nay uiai ne naa Deen brought up on. His mares pushed in behind him. mixing with the other mares, starting little fights and scuf fles. Banner met him In the center of the corral. The two stallions stood nose to nose, quivering and squeal ing, half rearing. They were filled with the excitement that goes with the meeting of old friends?and something else, too, because of those mares and colts. They turned away from each other and began to in vestigate. Thunderhead's approach to the Goose Bar mares was the greeting of old friends, but it was different with Banner. These strange mares were new and exciting! There were so many of them?and his own quota was incomplete. With a mere ten brood mares any self respecting stallion is looking for more. The mares and colts milled around, crowding the walls of the stable and the feed racks. Banner pursued three of Thunder head's mares that were in a little group together. His head snaked along the ground. He drove them over to a (roup of hia own. Thunder bead tossed his head Mgh over the crush where he was feeding at the rack and his flaring eyes caught sight of this maneuver. He dropped bis muzzle to feed again. Banner continued to move Thunderhead's mares from where they were feed ing over into a corner of the corral snd to freeze them there. Thunderhead wormed himself out of the jam. He pursued Banner and neighed challengingly. As the red stallion turned and faced him, they both reared and nipped, then dropped to earth and stood quiver ing. In Thunderhead was all the old love for Banner, but there was an other feeling too, and it was get ting stronger every instant. An ger. Combatjveness. A furious up rising and outpouring of energy that lifted and stiffened his tail and burst from him in squealing grunts of protest and sent him rearing and pawing into the air. It would presently find outlet in more dan gerous action than that. The two stallions plunged past each other again and this time each aimed an ugly nip in passing. "Boss! Boss! T'underhead is here mid a big bunch of mares und coitsj" Thunderhead knew that voice. It went with the oats and the shelter and the kindness. "Coom qvick. Boss! Dere all mixed up wid our mares?de stal lions, is flghtta'?" He knew the other voice too that answered from the gorge, the deep, commanding voice with the anger In it. And he knew the two faces as they appeared through the driv ing flakes?the round pink face with the gray curls framing it?and the long dark face with the white teeth showing in a wind-beaten snarl? He knew the smell of them, but not this other smell of consternation?this smell of shocked horror. Nor the panic of that voice when it shouted, "Get the whips, Gus! Bring a couple of pitchforks!" Didn't know the arms that flailed him and beat him back with frenzied shouts, "Turn Banner's mares into the other corral?he'll follow them!" Even while he plunged past the man and reared again and Banner reared to face him and each aimed a smash ing blow over the other's neck that landed like a dull thunder-clap, he had to take care to avoid this man who lashed his head and face with a whip, who* hung, yelling, on his hal ter, who Interfered in every pos sible way with his fixation, who flung his whole weight and heft against him, turning him,, while the other man turned Banner. ... There was confusion flooding his brain . . . snow-wind blinding his eyfes . . . obedience conflicting with libido. . . . The barn. His own stall and a manger full of hay and oats. How had this happened? How had he got shut in here? He loved this stall. He dipped his head in the manger. Lift ing it, he listened and pricked his ears and reached his sensitive nos trils into the air and fluttered them . . . He could smell each one of his mares and colts. They were all there, around the stable, feeding at the racks . . . everything all right . . . all safe and cared for while the blizzard whined and the wind seized the barn and rattled it like a dried pod. . . . "Can you beat it? Thunderhead came back in the storm and brought his new naremi naoii was 100 strong for him." Rob made a practice these days of hiding his temper from Nell, an nouncing even serious news in a careless manner. So for a moment Nell was de ceived and turned from the table where she was placing the silver for supper and looked at him with won derment and joy. "Thunderhead back again 1 Oh, Rob!" Rob stamped across the kitchen floor to wash his hands at the sink, and it seemed to Nell that the grin he flung over his shoulder at her was more of a toothy snarl than a smile. "Where is he now?" she asked. "I've got him shut into the stable." "I'd like to see him. I'll go up after supper." "You will not!" As he turned toward her, snatch ing the towel from the rack and drying his hands violently, she saw the wildness in his eyes. She said nothing more but set the supper on the table, and as Rob went to his place, he leaned over and kissed her and said contritely, "I can't let my darling be doing such reckless things as that at this late stage of the game." Why is that reckless, thought Nell, then suddenly asked, "Where's Ban ner?" The frenzied look Rob Sung at her opened up to her understanding the whole scope of this predicament. "I've got him in the east corral with his mares?and Thunderhead locked into the stable." "Is he?is he safe there?" "Not any too safe. You know that old stable. Horses have got out of it. Flicka beat her way through one of the windows. Thunderhead broke through the top half of the door once?hope he doesn't remember it ?" Rob was wolfing his Slipper. (to ax coamxuES) w-.."-, J., improved UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL Sunday i chool Lesson O, saaft RilcaMd by Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for November 4 Lesson aubjecU and Scripture teats se lected and copyrighted by International Council of Hebjilous Education; used by permission. THE CHURCH AS A FELLOWSHIP LESSON TEXT??omul lllS-lS. GOLDEN TEXT?Ba kindly .Sectioned one to knottier ... In honor preferring one another ? Roman 11:1*. The greatest and moat Important institution in the world is the Church. The home, which we have been studying in recent weeks, is the primary unit of aociety, but ita relationships are primarily of a personal nature. In the church there is an organised fellowship within a God-maae institution," tbe living or-' ganlsm through which the Lord brings such blessing to the world ?the Church. Here, in God's house, among God's people, the believer finds strength and joy. The Lord's people are: I. Different Tet United (w. 5-8). God Is not interested in uni formity, but He does want unity. In the Church are all types of gifts and personalities, each one useful to God. He does not want them all re duced to that drab uniformity which characterizes so many man-made products. Prophecy, ministry, teaching, giving, ruling ? yes, all the various works to which God calls men should be done diligently for His glory. No man la to think ot him self aa more or leaa useful to God. His work la different, but it ia God's work, and when all serve as they should there ia unity and efficiency in the accomplishing of His blessed purpose. The unity of believers in Christ (v. S) is something which needs em phasis in our day. The forces of Protestantism are so divided as to be largely ineffective in many im portant fields. Not only are they divided but there are almost endless divisions within denominations ? yes, and even in local churches. Sometimes there are issues which cannot be met except by separation, but there are also many unnecessary divi sions, dishonoring to God and weak ening to the Church. Let's remember we can be differ ent (God wants us to be!) but we can still be united! God wants that, too! n. Active Yet Kind (w. 9-11). God puts no premium on lazi ness or. indifference. We are not to be "slothful," but "fervent" in spir it. Sometimes one feels that the Church has gone sound asleep. It is alive but inactive. It professes to have a zeal for God, but if there is any fervency of spirit, in most places it must be well hidden. But that is not possible, is it? How much we need a stirring re vival in the Church to bring the people of God into active service for Him. If your church as a whole does not respond to the Lord's Word, why do you not as an indi n~l ?A .aleU^U Vim Cm ViUIHU UVU^W tcnuiUiC in your heart? There U to be a humility (v. 10), a fine cleanness of thought and life (v. 9), an unfeigned love for the brethren (v. 9), along with all the fervency of spirit and zeal for serv ice. There is much talk of uniting Christendom and no little danger of compromise for the sake of an out ward unity. Such schemes are des tined to failure, but unity in Christ, which recognizes Him as the divine Head of the Church, that we do des perately need and should seek tor His glory, for the good of the Church and for the blessing of a world lost in sin and strife. HI. Troubled Tet Peaceful (w. 12 18). The Church of Christ is in the world to witness for and to serve Him. Hence, it must face all the persecutions and trials which an un believing world will bring upon it. Christians are not exempt from the troubles and sorrows common to all mankind. Therein we And one of the great opportunities for effective witness, for as the Christian and the Church rightly meet such difficulties, they testify to the grace of God which can give peace in one's heart in the midst of turmoil and distress. Head tne verse*, persecuted, but not embittered thereby; weeping but also rejoicing; meeting evil with good and crookedness with hon esty; meeting pride with humility and division with unity; yes, liv ing at peace (a* far as it is possible) in a belligerent world. There Is something essentially fine and noble and Inspiring about the Christian Church wherever and whenever it lives up to the Lord's purpose for it and its members. There is something dismal and dis couraging about the Church when it (ails the Lord and His mighty cause. Some feel that the Church la in Just such a state of failure and im potence in our day. If it is true of your church, why not pray and work for a revival which will sweep all the deadness out and bring in a new refreshing breath of power from the very throne of GodT Do it now I LABOR CRISIS TESTS TRUMAN The fast-growing labor crisis presents Harry 3. Truman with the first big problem he hae faced on a hitherto well-charted Roose velt tea. Up until now, moot policies, especially those dealing with war and peace,' had been pretty well established by Tru man's predecessor. In settling the current labor turmoil, however, Harry is completely on his own. For some time, labor advice from White House insiders has differed. Truman's labor department has argued that labor troubles after wars were inevitable, that both Wilson aqd Harding had to call out U. % troops after the last war, that labor has been in a strait jacket since Pearl Harbor, is bound to feel its wild oats now; finally that big business was equal ly in a straight jacket and equal 1V willinor +A PAW with lahnp sens. cimlly if it could get labor in wrong with the public ... ad vice to Truman: Don't etick your neck out; let both aides battle H out for a while. Oppoeite advice came from another wing of the White House . . . while admitting that all the above ie true, other ad visers arged that both labor and industry needed guidance. For four years both labor and industry have had the Little Steel Formula as their guide. They were supposed not to go above this . . . Now labor finds itself losing its overtime wages, with take-home pay dropping way below lush war days, yet with the cost of living still high. Therefore, Truman was urged to step forward and eat a na tional policy, eaggest a wage Increase which would partly off set the drop in take-home pay ... It is this group of advisers which Truman finally has de cided to follow. o e e FARMERS VS. LABOR UNIONS Last week Florida citrus grow ers came to Washington, worried sick over the future market for grapefruit and oranges. They feared a return of the old days when their fruit was dumped into Florida rivers . . . The army has just cancelled orders for several million cases of orange juice. Si multaneously It has turned back on the civilian market several million more surplus cases. This backlog is bound to have a depressing effect on citrus fruit . . . Citrus fruit growers know that with wages dropping, the civilian demand for oranges and grapefruit will also nose-dive. When workmen get paid less, first thing they quit buying is fruit.. . Cattlemen also figure on a drop in prices. Not only will the army buy less, but workmen eat lees meat, whan wags* are cut . . . Same is true of many other farm commodities, including dairy products . . . Never before has the average American eaten so well? despite rationing?as during the war years, largely because wages were high . .. Seldom before also have farmers been so prosperous . . . Seldom before, however, have farmers been so son at labor unions. Thev were looklnv for. ward to buying now autos, now farm machinery. Now all thla la dalayad by strikes. Alto they ware looklnf forward to tho return of cheap labor from cities to farma. So far thla hasn't materialised. ? OS UNIONS LOSE MONET Bit industrial onions naturally don't want any trek back to the farm. It means loss of duea The United Aoto Workers' 4,000,000 dues-paying membership has now dropped to about half of that. The drop waa as savors that the cost of running tho union went in the rod .. . UAW chiefs are going about their wage protests in an orderly, fair-minded manner, have done their best to stop the Kelsey Hayea wildcat strike. .. But some union leaders profer strikes. It helps increase their power in the union ... In Schenectady, Gen eral Electric's Charles E. Wilson long has advocated higher wagsa He says it helps him soil electric refrigerators, electric irons, etc. Ho has been ready to make up ward wage adjustmonts voluntar ily, lust as wise Standard Oil of N. J. increased its pay immedi ately and automatically at the end of tho war. However, certain CIO Elec trical Workers seem more in terested in a strike than a vol untary or negotiated wage boost . . . tome labor leaders, unfortu nately. seem deliberately looking fiw strikes?atnong them John L. Lewis. They bring disfavor en the heads of other labor leaders, have given the satire labor move ment a bad setback with public opinion . . . Public opinion in some areas la now so anti-labor that Truman would get thunderous applause if be called out U. ft. troops as strike-breaker*. Shampoo Rinse Lemon juice and baking soda used as a rinse will help keep blond hair light. Use two table spoonfuls of juice and one-third teaspoon soda to a quart of water as the final rinse after the sham poo Rejuvenate Furniture If when changing your furniture, you find a flat crushed surface is exposed, place a damp cloth over the spot and run a hot iron lightly over It. Brush the tufts gently In the direction of the pile. Tightening String While struggling to fasten a par eel up tightly, soak the string well in water, then go through the ty ing-up routine while it is still wet. ' As the string dries it shrinks?and there is your parcel tied as snugly aa can be. Moist Waxer Keep the cloth for waxing floors or furniture in an airtight con tainer. Your cloth will always be moist and full of wax. Plastic Tops Manufacturers of new cars probably will not immediately offer models with all-plastic, transpar ent tops, but one large maker of automobile accessories already la producing a one-piece plastic top, modeled after the nose of our bombing planes. These tops will fit most convertible cars of 1940 to 1942. Accident Facts Accident Facts states that In one of every five or six fatal accidents the driver's vision was obscured. More than one-third of the factors responsible for reduced visibility were on the vehicle itself, such as rain, fog, frost, snow or stickers on the windshield. Nearly one-third were highway factors, such as trees, buildings, embankments or signbou.ds. Egg Eating Egg eating by chickens Is a habit usually developed by young pullets. This costly habit can I - prevented by providing plenty of nests?one nest for each six birds ?so eggs will not be broken by ?est crowding at laying time. All nest bottoms can be kept well padded with litter such as hay, straw, cottonseed, shavings, so eggs will not be broken aa they are laid. If the egg-eating habit has gone so far that some of the birds break the eggs themselves, It may be necessary to remove those birds from the flock for a few days or dispose of them entirely. Check Oil Bum Have oil burners inspected and cleaned annually. gst lim man should adjust oil feed rate aad air supply. Oil tanks should be in- ? stalled according to rules of the National Board of Firs Under writers. Clean Hamper The hamper for soiled clothes should be washed several times a year with mild soapsuds and a soft brush. Rinse thoroughly, dry with a towel, and keep in the sun for several hours. Hemispheric Unity In 1816 Simon Bolivar wrote his famous Jamaica Letter, fcr which he first suggested an ihtdKAmeri can congress. Peach Berer The first two weeks In October are the best time to spread para dichlorobenxene around peach trees to kill borers. r I I So Crisp. * J 1 SoTksijr mn \*w\ IKcOou't Rice J I ***** / in/If?,1 I m the whole ripe I efMlMMp B I train ie nearly I mm . 8 SMS iRIrPl I nenMial uluj II | U L I L_T/n??fj| WNU-4 43-46 Bake sweeter, tastier bread! | ?. FLEISCHMANN'S m. NO WAITMO ?no extra atepa! Full-tlrengtk? . Fleiachmann'a fresh active Yeaat goes right to work. Makes sweeter, finer bread! And makes it fathH You can be surer of tender, smooth texture?light* neat?delicious flavor every tine! W YOU BAKE AT HOME, insist on Fleischmann's fresh Yeast with the i familiar yellow label. It's dependable? America's tested favorite for more than i j^m ! I X. i,3 MpfjPffpffJSQB ( iviiiii ? fiwimi ?11?J?M N mm Ben-Gay qmcaM J ? Feel the soothing warmth of Ben-Gay...as it goes to > w.-rfc, relieving those cold symptoms. Doctors know about ? the two famous pain-relieving agent* in Ben-Gay?methyl , salicylate end menthol. Ben-Gay cootams up to 2 V4 timee more of these ingredients than five other widely offered rub-ins. For fast relief, get genuine quick-acting BenGay. ..ri .? fiti' i^riMVui" y ifllH
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