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? CARIBBEAN ?=s ^ CONSPIRACY' K BRENDA CONRAD ? THE WO"* SO FA*: AM* mtrwmm. wtotKul dtof bter W a wealtky New T,rk Mtrtpeper pMUetor, f**t to Fwerte uco <* ?> udtum* ?? A" faltofe mptr AU* *? tto ""A "? P?* > reporter *a tor tutor's paper, ?w , V. ?? Amy launiieace oa?r; ^el Valera, a Ftorto Btoaa educated u ,t. United SUton wto la a aatrd V. S. uut; lletord Taaulf, aa enjlaeer fWI Identity a* a Oeraaaa aint la toi let ted bat not yet proved; aad BaaseO porter, a yeoa* Amerteaa aadaeer. aad H rrtfe, Sue. Wbto Mr. Taaaalf toaiaa ail Anne suspect* kirn ha arraacea to Hrpoee of tor. Pel* Wllcax saves Anne, IK u lealoaa of tor (rieadahip with KKbcL CHAPTER XIV The shiny black limousine drew up oider the portico of the Granada Hotel. Mr. Richard Taussig got out. "It's been very pleasant, and most Interesting," he said. "Thank you so much. Good-by. Good-by, senorka." It had been a mistake to allow Graciela to call Miss Heywood. Gra ciela was discontented, seething and highly unpredictable. Her father's confidence in his continuing hold over her was to Mr. Taussig's real istic mind stupidly unrealistic. Hr. Taussig shrugged his shoul der* and went into the lobby. As long as it didn't interfere in his plans . . . And there had been enough interference already. He had been trying to figure that out on his way home. It had a little of the smell of Fate to it, the more he thought about it. Perhaps it was Just as well ... if he could figure Wilcox out properly. He was still thinking about that forty-five minutes later as he came through the iron grilled gatevpay into the inner courtyard of Albert Beno lst, coffee and sugar importers, his green guide book under his arm, his green-visored yachting cap on his bead. He went up the stone steps to the first-floor gallery. At the top be paused, waiting for Diego Gon garo coming out of the arched tun nel from Juan de Pinzon Street. "I must frankly admit I was dis turbed this morning," Gongaro said casually. "I was afraid our young friend might lose her footing so high above the floor. It would have been most unfortunate." "Most," Mr. Taussig agreed equa bly. "However, I was watching her wry carefully. Shall we go in? 'T always admire finesse," Diego Congaro said irrelevantly. He waited until the door was closed. "In view of the flattering atten tion we have been favored with this morning by a certain member of the Military Intelligence, I wish jach department to function with out communication with any other, until ... let us call it X-Day. When that comes, it will be in co ordination with the concerted move ment throughout the Caribbean area, Central and South America. Until then, Gongaro will continue the organization of personnel for the eventual destruction of till water fa cilities." He took out his handkerchief and wiped his dark lenses. The dark man with the black mus tache moved suddenly. "I . . . wonder," he said quietly. "I have an exhibit?two exhibits, in fact. I think they will interest you." He went to a desk in the corner and took a folded piece of paper out of a drawer. "I saw a friend off on the strato liner for Rio this morning with the information for Bauer. This new filtering station here has caused us no end of trouble. I think the safest filing to do is chop up the sending unit we got last fall." He came back to the table. "When 1 returned to the office from the firport, I found this under the stairs in the yard. The cat was playing with it." He opened the folded paper and look out a small linen handkerchief. It had been white, but it was crum pled and slightly soiled, as if it had wen moist. "It's an expensive trifle. And ex pensively perfumed. Also mono rammed. The initials are A. C. H." He looked up. It was not there when we came uu. night. I turned my flash agnt around the yard, to be quite ?JJ ?I everything." The silence in the room lasted ?r some time. "What is Exhibit B?" Mr. Taus ?f Mjuired quietly. ?is a golden hair," Albert Beno m??l was caught in the gn plaster on the wall under the iiv-u' t a he'8ht of five feet eight ir. !k presume the average heels J^ebout two inches high. In which B . e owner of this would be ap ?"H^ately five feet six inches." W gov<^)ngaro knocked off the agar of Piy ash from his ?fbanely1"05* unfortunate." he said Most," Mr. Taussig said. He got ? w?d day, gentlemen." topDe^6"1 down the stairs and at th? .?m the courtyard, looking must i,? e, where Anne Heywood where thlv u fn- trying to recall fare ... y t>ad stood the night be ^Md what they had said. A tf paper. ?m| the patio with a sheaf and hls hand looked at him startled m ed hls Pace, slightly ' Mr- Taussig crossed the L court and went out through the tun nelled arch. Something would have to be done now, and rather quickly, he was thinking. She couldn't have been alone, unless she was braver or a greater tool than he thought she was. And that meant one thing, obvious ly: that Wilcox had been with her. They must have followed him out of the restaurant, though he'd thought they were both so absorbed in what was obviously a pretty tense quar rel that they weren't aware he'd gone. He hailed a taxi. "La Granada," he said. That would explain Wilcox's ap pearance at the Central. In that case, nothing had been said that he had regarded as evidence. It meant that she had talked, however, though what she could say he didn't know. And G 2 was hardly likely to listen to her suspicions in the face of his credentials. He looked at his watch. The ques tion was whether to go to Mrs. Por ter's or let it ride for a while. If Anne Heywood turned up, it would be a waste of time. On the other hand she might not come ... or he might manage it before she got there. All he needed was half an hour in his own room with the specifications. He could return them after he'd got a microscopic photo stat, and no one would know the dif ?MMMliU -m "Then 700 and I can have a com fortable chat," he said. ference. After that he could look at churches and schools to his heart's content. "I'll go on," he said as he saw the crushed raspberry and cream outline of the Granada through the palms. "I'll give you the address." He took out his notebook. The magazine Sue Porter had been trying to force herself to read slipped off her lap into the white string rug. She sat perfectly still for a moment; then her face crum pled and she buried her head in the cushions, unable to keep the tears back any longer. He wasn't com ing. She'd known it all afternoon. And she shouldn't have phoned. Half a dozen times since five o'clock she'd forced herself not to, but the last time she couldn't help it. "?I'm sorry, Mrs. Porter. Mr. Taussig came in an hour ago and left right away. He didn't say when he'd be back." The telephone girl at the Granada had recognized her voice, and Sue could hear her laugh ing as she put down the phone. Her cheeks were burning. The girl thought she was running after Taus sig because she'd phoned so many times and left messages he'd not bothered to reply to. If Russell knew he'd be furious. He didn't get angry often, but when he did he was terrifying. Sue raised her head and dabbed at her eyes with her moist wadded handkerchief. She'd planned it so carefully. The silver tray with the decanter and glasses on it was out on the kitchen table. The ice cubes would be melted by now and the canapes soggy and unpleasant-look ing. And she'd rehearsed it in front of the mirfor a hundred times dur ing the day. She'd be casual and charming. "?Why, Mr. Taussig! How awfully nice. I really didn't think you'd have time to come, you're so terri bly famous. Do sit down and let me see if I can find something for you to drink. It's been ghastly hot all day, hasn't it?" Then she would say Russell had been called away unexpectedly, and get around to the specifications. She glanced wretch edly out into the dining room where she'd put them on the sideboard, the corners of her mouth trembling. Suddenly she straightened. There was a step on the porch. She flashed up and around. Mr. Taussig was standing in the door, smiling, his hat in his hand. Sue stared at him. She hadn|t heard him come up the stairs or cross the wide veranda. ' "My dear Mrs. Porter, I thought you expected me," he said pleasant ly "Oh, I did, but I ... I thought you weren't coming." It came out before she realized she was saying "My dear child!" Mr. Taussig laughed and wiped the perspiration off his broad pal lid forehead. "I'm a business man, and when I come across anyone as promising as your husband I'm hardly likely to miss an opportunity to talk to him." Sue flushed. "But he's not here? I should have told you," she said quickly. "He had to go to St. Thom as." "v She'd planned it so differently. She'd been going to say, "You'U think I'm dreadful not letting you know my husband isn't here. He's frightfully sorry. You see, the Na vy's having water trouble and need ed somebody really good, so Rus sell had to fly over to St. Thomas to give them a hand." Mr. Taussig's disappointment was obvious, but his recovery was more than gallant . . . perhaps because he had known all that before he came. "Then you and I can have a com fortable chat," he said. He sat down on the sofa where he could keep his eye on the front steps. "In fact, I think it's probably bet ter. Because?if you don't mind my saying so?the trouble with your husband, my dear girl, is that he hides his light under a bushel. He's too modest. He needs somebody to push him a little. He's so off the beaten track down here that unless he lets people know what he can do, he'll find himself in a rut. Men not half as well equipped as he is will be picking the plums, merely because they're on the spot." "I know," Sue said eagerly. "That's what I've tried to tell him. But he thinks if he does a good job the company will know it, and?" "And keep him down here where they won't lose him and don't have to pay him what he's worth," Mr. Taussig interrupted calmly. "I know all about that." He took a cigarette out of his case and lighted it thoughtfully. "Of course I'm interested in him particularly," he said. "I was tre mendously impressed by what was said the other evening. And very selfishly, I'd better add. You see, we have a project?a very big one? with a problem not unlike the one you have here. I don't want this to go farther." He looked appraisingly at her. ?'?How discreet are you, Mrs. Por- i ter?" "I can be very," Sue answered quickly. She realized she'd been holding her breath, waiting, and that she had to be calm so he wouldn't see how much it meant. He tapped the ash off his ciga rette. "Well, this is it, Mrs. Porter. I heard about the construction down here, though not about your hus band. He wasn't mentioned. I've been looking for a man for the last fifteen months. I'm not sure, of course, that you'd be interested. The living conditions won't be easy. I ought to tell you that. That's one of the reasons we want a young man. The salary would only be about twenty-five thousand a year, but the man who went would be known throughout the civilized world. Of course I don't know ..." : Sue closed her eyes. All the things they could do . . . for themselves and for the children! She held her breath again. "I'm not sure your problem here can be done, of course," Mr. Taus sig went on equably. "If it can, your I husband is the man we want. I suppose the thing to do is wait until the job's finished, and see ... if we can wait." "But the specifications are all drawn up!" Sue cried. "Russell says they're absolutely perfect! Oh, why don't you just look at them? You could tell, couldn't you?" Mr. Taussig shook his head skep tically and waited. She jumped up, ran into the dining room and came back. Two bright pink spots burred in her cheeks, her blue eyes were as full of hope as the dawn. "Just look at them a minute!" She thrust the thick roll of linen prints into his hands. He unrolled them without haste, and studied the top one deliberately. He could hear her breath coming quickly and see the pulse pounding in her throat as she sat there beside him. After a 1 moment he looked up at her with a smile. "Mrs. Porter, I really wouldn't be surprised if your husband isn't exactly the man we've been hunt ing from one end of the world to the other," he said simply. "Oh, I'm so glad!" Sue whispered. "You don't know how I want him to get away from here!" "Of course I'll have to go through ; all these, rather carefully," he said. "It's a complicated setup. I won- | der . . ? No, I don't suppose we could do that." "Do what?" "I was just thinking that if 1 could lay them out on the dining room table," Mr. Taussig said, "I could see them all at once. But someone might come in, and it's bet ter to keep this to ourselves." (TO BE CONTINUEO IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL Sunday i chool Lesson _ By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D. D. Of The Moody Bibto Institute of Chlcajto. Released by Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for January 23 L*uon subjects end Scripture tests se> tected end copyrirhted by lnterastloosl Council of Relictous Education: used by permission. JESUS TEACHES IN PARABLES LESSOR TEXT?Mark 4:l-t. MS. GOLDEN TEXT?If any man bsth son to bear, let him bsor.?Mark 4 Z3 Parables were often used by our Lord, particularly when He had truth to reveal which was not for unbelieving hearts that had hard ened themselves against it (see Matt. 18:10-16). The method is that of telling an earthly story, true to life (hence, not a fable), which is placed alongside of the spiritual truth it is designed to teach. It thus differs from an allegory, which gives the meaning with the story (see John 15:1-4). Jesus used parables in our lesson to teach the truth that the good seed of the Word of God will be received in various ways and will bring forth widely differing results. He?the Lord?was the Sower, and the field was the world (Matt. 13:37, 38). We note first that in that field there were and are? 1. Four Kinds of Soil (Mark 4:1-9). The reception of the seed is de termined by the condition of the soil. The great field was essentially of one kind of soil, but it had become wide ly different in its ability to take in the seed and bear fruit. The interpretation of this parable is given by our Lord in the verses Immediately following (w. 3-20). It has striking application to our day. A road, or beaten pathway, was a common thing in the fields of Pales tine. On such hard soil a seed found no place to grow, and the birds car ried it away. Such is the condition of a man who permits the heavy and sinful traffic of this world to harden his heart against spiritual truth. If our heart has reached that stage we should ask God to break it up. The birds (always a symbol of evil in the Bible) are Satan and his emissaries. They are always busy about carrying away the Word of God when it is truly preached. The rocky soil was a thin layer of good soil on a rocky ledge. At first this caused rapid growth, but with out deep roots it could not survive the heat of summer. This is the one who enthusiastically responds to the ' gospel appeal, but being without real: conviction and repentance, he has no stability when persecution comes. ; The thorny ground?where the growing grain was choked by weeds ?typifies the professed believer who lives in worldliness. The friend of the world is God's enemy (James 4:4). Note the things which destroy spiritual life (v. 19), and shun them. In the good ground?open to receive and ready to yield itself for the growth of the seed?there is abun dant harvest. Even here there is a difference in the amount of fruit. Why not be a "hundredfold" be liever? Changing the picture a little our Lord now speaks of? II. Normal Growth and a Good Harvest (4:26-29). This parable, found only in Mark, has a lesson for the sower. He is not to expect the harvest immedi ately after the time of sowing. There is a period of patient waiting while God is producing the growth (and only He can do it!)?then the joy of ? harvest. There are many lessons to learn here. We who serve the Lord in j teaching or preaching the Word are ' too impatient, too eager to be able to announce results. God is always willing that things should mature naturally and in due season. Let us wait for Him and be at rest in our spirits (v. 27). Then let us be glad as the seed begins to show signs of maturing, but let us not be slow to gather the harvest when it is ready. Some forget to gather the spiritual fruit of their labors, possibly having long since lost patience and interest. We should also be encouraged by this parable to continue sowing the seed, knowing that it will find place in the hearts of some and bring forth fruit unto eternal life. Next we are warned to be on our guard against accepting or approv ing? III. Abnormal Growth and an Evil Harvest (4:30-32). The mustard is an herb, not a tree; hence this parable gave warn ing that there would be an over grown religious system calling itself Christian. The birds are (as in the parable of the kinds of soil) evil men, or "isms," or organizations eager to take shelter in a religious system without spiritual power. The church had such an abnormal growth when Constantine espoused Christianity as a political move, mixed it with paganism, and ele vated it to a position of worldly power. All this was and still is contrary to God's plan for the church. He wanted a spiritual body distinguished by lowliness, meekness and service. These are the things that mark the true Christian spirit. The marks of true Christianity are always those of likeness to Him who said: "I am meek and lowly in heart," who came "not to be ministered unto but to minister." Pure-Bred Sires Help Conserve Feed Better Grade Animals Give Higher Return Marketing inferior animals and the use of improved sires will help in partially solving the feed shortage and at the same time bring great improvement in livestock develop ment, says E. H. Hostetler, in charge of animal industry research for the North Carolina state college experiment station. A recent test shows that when nondescript cows were bred to a purebred bull, their calves averaged 53 pounds heavier at weaning time. In the feed lot, these calves required less feed per unit of gain and made cheaper gains than those calves pro duced from bulls and cows of in ferior breeding. Furthermore, the carcasses of the cattle sired by the purebred bull' were fatter and contained a higher percentage of tender meat Hostetler suggests that the sow of poor conformation and those consis tently producing small litters be sent to market. The beef animal that is a "shy breeder" or below the aver age quality of the herd can be sent to the butcher. Good sires cost money and there is often a question in the mind of many cattle growers as to how much they are really worth. In the test referred to above the purebred bull i added about $10 more per head to the value of the calves and with a herd of 25 cows the annual return on the bull would be about $250 as com pared with an inferior bull. In poultry farming, too, superior sires are worth the cost. The im portance of good cockerels can be shown by citing the performance of two birds when mated with two sep arate hens. Male No. 40 had 86 daughters whose average annual production was 186 eggs. Male No. 4815 had 146 daughters who averaged 249 eggs per year. Each daughter of Male No. 4815 laid, on average, 63 more eggs than the daughters of Male No. 40. At 45 cents per dozen for ungraded eggs, each daughter of Male No. 4815 produced $2.26 more income than the daughters of Male No. 40. Neither of these two males was rated above the other in appearance and handling qualities, and their dams had laid about the same num ber of eggs. Actually, No. 40's dam laid 282 eggs and No. 4815's dam laid 246 eggs. The difference was that No. 4815 was from a family which had been tested for several years by the performance of entire groups of sisters without culling. Many other instances could be cited, offering further proof that su perior males will pay in any kind of animal husbandry. Midget Bull "Mr. Pee Wee," believed to be tbe smallest boll in the world, weighs 260 pounds, and sUnds only U inches high. He is a cross bred Jersey and Holstein. and is four years old. Stockmen say he is perfectly propor tioned and normal. 4Off-Flavor' in Pork Properly processed tankage, when fed to hogs, will in no way cause an off. flavor of the meat. The same is true for properly processed fish meal. In the case of feeding fish, however, where there is a high oil content, this will cause the develop ment of an off, or rancid, flavor in the meat. | Farm Notes WFA points out that farmers can save money and at the same time make a substantial contribution to the war effort by buying higher analysis fertilisers. ? ? ? Formaldehyde is now available for agricultural uses, according to the AIF News, publication of the Agri cultural Insecticide and Fungicide association. I n"! Releued bj Western Xmwptr Union. LABOR AND CAPITAL CAN WORK TOGETHER LABOR IS, and has been, a polit ical football. No honest and prac tical effort has been made to solve the labor, capital and management problem. Political parties have, for years, pronounced against consider ing labor as a commodity, but no effort has been made to put labor on any other basis thXn as a commodity in our industrial production. Because labor represents votes its real problem has been ignored, it has been encouraged to run wild, and a very considerable portion of it has wound up in the hands of racketeers with whom the politicians consort as a means of securing votes. If that condition continues labor will kill American industry and when it does labor will have killed itself. There is a real solution for the la bor, capital and management prob lem that can be found if an hooest and unprejudiced effort in that di rection is made. Such an effort has been made with varying degrees of success in a number of industries. In all such experiments, labor has been considered on the basis of a partner in production, entitled to an equitable percentage of production income, with a definite knowledge of what that income amounts to. The results have proven satisfactory to capital, to labor, to management and to the consuming public. These experiments can be the foundation upon which to build a general policy, backed by basic, protective, laws under which the courts can render decisions in individual or collective cases without entailing interminable delays. Such an effort will not be made so long as political parties want to play to a labor gallery, want to use the labor problem as a vote attractor. Labor today, in the aggregate, re ceives even more than a fair and equitable share of our productive revenue. Management and capital expect labor to be satisfied with a statement that such is a fact Labor wants to be shown and as a partner in production would be in a position to know. It is easy to name reasons why a three-way partnership in production is impracticable or impossible, but if honest and capable men, with un prejudiced minds, attempt to find the way it can be done they will surmount all of the obstacles and produce a basis on which such a partnership can be built. When that is done, when there has been enact ed a basic law providing for the recognition and operation of such a partnership, the labor problem will have been solved, the day of strikes and production stoppages will be over, the place of the labor racket eers will be gone. ? ? ? SERIOUS MISTAKE IN RICH FARM STATE IN THE EARLY SPRING of 1M1 the government began building a large high explosive plant in a Mis sissippi valley state. As a site many thousands of acres of good farm land was purchased. The farmers were moved off, the farm buildings razed and then, when the plant was laid out, it was found some 15.000 acres more land had been purchased than was needed. Some one had made a mistake. That mistake had caused something like 90 farm families giv ing up their homes, being moved away to strange localities and among strange associates. It had cost the American people a sis able sum of money to pay for un needed land. It h?i deprived the nation of the food product of 15.000 acres of the best of corn land. For the last three seasons that land has produced only a bountiful crop of weeds. ? ? ? I AM ONE of a favored few who once each month receive a copy of a small publication, "Washington Close Up," issued by the Citizens National committee. It is filled with factual information regarding the activities of government The facts it contains should be in the hands of all the American people, and if they were, it would obviate all dan ger to our American form of gov ernment. our American way of life. A way should be found to give such non-partisan information a far wider circulation. ? ? ? I HEAR "The Solace of Nature" mentioned as the subject of a "pa per" read at a woman's club. 1 de not know what the lady said but I get mine by looking over the green lawns, the flowers, the palm trees and remembering the cold and snow and howling blizzards I encountered at this season for so many years. ? ? ? CLASS ROOM THEORIES are all right in the class room but far gov ernment, in times like the present, there is needed sound horse sense rather than the trial and error test ing of bureaucratic theories. Give us more men equipped with a prac tical "know-how" and less of those equipped only with untried theories and dreams. ? ? ? THOSE WHO OFFER ALIBIS for their own shortcomings should be trilling to accept the alibis of others but they seldom do. i... . ..vi . ...Aiifc. Strife; .-v. 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