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PORT ORFORD, OREGON, POST They take a lot of handling, believe "Lucette!” Celia Reyburn pro it or not.” tested indignantly. "I believe it. This room looks “Don’t mind her, Mother," Brooke like part of a House Beautiful exhib reassured. "By the time you re it. It’s corking.” turn your younger daughter will "Wait till you see the rest of the have acquired all the social house. Lucette. Here’s Sam. I graces—” would recognize his bang of a dcor “Just a minute! Now I make a if I heard it in Timbuctoo. Wel- condition. I come only if I keep on come to Lookout House, Sammy! with my job." It’s wonderful that the theater By ELMO SCOTT WATSON “It would mean early and late closed just at this time.” commuting, Lucette.” © Western Newspaper Union. “Yeah! It’s all in the point of “I’ve thought that out. In Sam's view. There are them who think convertible we can make it." A Bogus Declaration otheiwise. However, I’m not kick “But you and 3am won't be com QNE day in 1930 newspaper head- ing.” ing down at the same time, and—” lines in Toronto, Canada, car He caught Brooke in a bearlike “Don't be so sure, Brooke.” Sam hug. He kept his arm about her aimed a nutshell at the parrot. "The ried this startling declaration: "Draft of Declaration of Independ- 1 as he looked around the room. theater has closed permanently and ence Signed by Penn. Instead of "Swell joint you've got here. I I’m up against one of those simple Jefferson, Is Fabulous Art Treasure ’ WN u like the greenhousey smell from economic problems, where's the Now Here.” The story under those service ' those plants. Say listen, we’ve next job coming from? 1’11 go to headlines stated that Mrs. Ellen missed you like the dickens, haven’t New York to see off Mother and Field of Stoke Poges, Eng- we, Mother?” take my play. Now that producers । land, last of the lineal descendants nave begun to sniff around for bar SYNOPSIS "We have, Sam. ” Celia Reyburn gold frame which hung above the of William Penn, had on her death mantel of carved black Italian mar steadied her voice. "We’d better gains, I may get my chance." Brooke Reyburn visits the office of ble, repeated also the shade of the stop emotionalizing and get ready “Sam—dear—” Brooke attempted bed ordered certain fabulous heir Jed Stewart, a lawyer, to discuss the for dinner. I have kept house years tc lighten her dismayed voice. Bad looms returned to America. terms of an estate she has inherited feathers of the dozing parrot in a Among the “treasures” was a fad from Mrs. Mary Amanda Dane. Unwit gilded cage, threw into relief dark enough to know that promptness enough for him to be out of work ed and blotted parchment, said to at meals helps to keep the home without having her turn sob-sister. tingly she overhears Jed talking to Mark polished surfaces of mahogany. Trent, a nephew of Mrs. Dane who has “You'll find something. I read the I be the original draft of America’s She had had everything that she maker's life’s walk easy.” been disinherited. Mrs. Dane had lived "You would think of that, Moth other day that the theater is on the most famous document and pre thought belonged to his family at Lookout House, a huge structure on If you don’t—oh, Sam sumably written by John Penn, first the sea, built by her father and divided stored in the apartment over the er. It isn’t dinner to night. I planned up-grade. governor of Pennsylvania. One word into two, for her and Mark's father. garage. Curious that she had found a buffet supper, not being sure at my, what a chance for you to write! Brooke had been a fashion expert, and so little silver. wna. time my relatives from the big Why not give yaur play a try-out in that headline was quite correct —“fabulous.” Mrs. Dane, a "shut-in,” hearing her on She looked at the doo. which town would arrive. Come upstairs here? We'll do it for the town’s the radio had invited her to call and de It was pronounced that by experts welfare fund, in the Club House the veloped a deep affection for her. Mark Mary Amanda Dane had told her and I'll show you your rooms.” who pointed out that John Penn discloses that Mrs. Dane had threatened opened into the twin house. Some A family might get on each oth ater. What a chance to try ‘Is could not have been the author of to disinherit him if he married Lola, thing uncanny about it. Whenever er’s nerves, as of course it did at lands Arise’ on the dog!” Make This Attractive Ottoman. from whom he Is now divorced. He says the Declaration for the very good “ News flash! The Reyburns stage times, but there was nothing like it, he does not trust Henri and Clotilde she was in the room it drew her that he as a Tory and had reason <2ET a wooden box from the gro- lin, then make a straight four-inch a play!” Lucette cut in. Jacques, Mrs. Dane's servants. He says eyes like a magnet. Mark Trent’s B -ooke concluded fervently, as after cer. It should be about as band to go all around and add the “Why not?” Brooke persisted ea served a term in jail for his pro । i he is not interested in an offer of house was on the other side. It had supper on a floor cushion in front Brooke's to share the estate with him. not been lived in for years. What of the library fire she leaned against gerly. “Most of the summer homes British sympathies. Moreover, the long as the width of the chair with ruffle to it. Leaving her department store job. are to be kept open during the win minutes of the Continental congress which the ottoman is to be used. Every homemaker should have Brooke refuses an offer to "go stepping" a waste. Had his wife refused to her mother’s knees. Perhaps it was because she had ter and—Answer the phone, will show that Franklin, Adams and Jef The depth of the sides should be a copy of Mrs. Spears’ new book, with Jerry Field, a carefree young man live there? His wife? She couldn’t SEWING. Forty-eight pages of who wants to marry her. At a family think of him as having had a wife. been too absorbed in her own con you, Sam? Take the message for f ferson were members of the com four inches as shown here at A. conference she learns she must live at Why think of him at all? The legs should be made of. two step-by-step directions for making cerns before to notice, but Sam and me. I’ve been pestered to death by , mittee appointed to draw up the Lookout House alone, since Lucette. her Declaration and it is a matter of by two’s or you may have a set of slipcovers and dressing tables; She resolutely switched her Lucette seemed to have grown old tradespeople and insurance agents ' younger sister who is taking her job, her wanting to sell me something. Tell historical record that Jefferson ac nicely turned legs from an old ta restoring and upholstering chairs, brother, Sam, a young playwright, and thoughts to her surroundings. This er, to have changed, seemed also to ble or other piece of furniture couches; making curtains for ev her mother plan to stay in the city. Jed was the same room in which she have something weighty on their them I’m out of town for the eve- tually wrote it. The original manuscript has dis that may be cut down to the right ery type of room and purpose. and Mark are astounded when they hear had first seen Mrs. Dane in her minds. What was it? What had ning—anything.' ’ from Mrs. Gregory, a family friend, appeared (the document preserved The silence of the room was length. Fasten in place with long Making lampshades, rugs, otto that she had witnessed a hitherto un wheel chair, but how different. Then happened? As if she knew what she was broken only by the snap and hiss in Washington is an engrossed screws through the corners of the mans and other useful articles for known will with Herri and Clotilde two it had been drab and heavy; now it copy). It was probably destroyed weeks before Mrs. Dane died. Brooke glowed with soft color. She would thinking, Lucette burst out nervous of the Are as Sam Reyburn put the box as shown here at B. the home. Readers wishing a copy had arrived just as she was leaving. never forget the pathos in the wom ly: receiver of the handset to his ear. because it was a dangerous docu About half a bat of cotton will should send name and address, ment to have around when the out "Hulloa.—Yes.—Miss Reyburn is "If Sam can stop that nut-munch be needed. Put five or six layers enclosing 25 cents, to Mrs. Spears, an’s eyes as they had met hers, nor the eagerness of her greeting. ing marathon, perhaps he'll an out of town for the evening.—Sure, come of the Revolution was still in of the cotton on the top, cutting 210 South Desplaines St., Chicago, CHAPTER III— Continued She had registered a passionate nounce the latest Reyburn news she’ll be back tomorrow.—Oh, it is! doubt. Further examination of the the first layer about four inches Illinois. —Yes, I’ll give her your message. Toronto parchment showed that the smaller all around than the top Jed Stewart was walking the vow to make her lovely and attrac flash.” Brooke sat erect. “What news?” She’ll be pleased purple. I get text of it may have been a contem of the box. Place it in the center. floor when he entered his office. He tive in appropriate clothes. That had been her job—then—and a Sam took careful aim at the par you. I’ll tell her. ’Bye!” He laid porary copy of the original draft. Cut the next layer a little bigger stopped abruptly. But the signatures were clearly and the others still bigger until “Well,” he demanded, "did she thrilling job, too, to help women rot’s perch. The nutshell struck its the phone on the stand. “Who was it. Sam? What will forgeries. So the forger who hoped, the last one is the same size as make the most of their good points. bullseye and roused the dozing bord. talk any more?” How Mary Amanda Dane had “Hell's bells!” he croaked and please me purple?” Brooke de- perhaps, to sell his "treasure” for the top. Now, cut a layer of cotto,. "Not about the will. Why the a large sum to the United States manded uneasily. fooled her about money. The crip ruffled his feathers. to go over the top and down over dickens didn't you ask questions?" "A party by the name of Trent.” government was foiled. pled woman had kept her feet firmly “ Looks as if he were caught in a the ends as at C and another to “Didn't dare. Don't you see, "What did he want? ” go over the top and down the sides Mark? Boy, don’t you understand? on the ground when it came to typhoon, doesn’t he?” The laughter O matter how much your • "Not much. Only to say that he spending. Planning inexpensive, at The First Bathtub as at D. I>ack aches and your nerves Someone has snitched that second accepted your invitation for Thanks tractive clothes for her had been an scream, your husband, because he Cut a piece of heavy muslin to will she witnessed.” f ATE in 1917 Henry L. Mencken, giving dinner with pleasure.” is only a man, can never under* exciting challenge. She had suc “Did you draw it?” "simply to have some fun in fasten tightly over the cotton. Cut stand why you are so hard to live ceeded. The frocks had been charm “Never heard of it. Perhaps your war days,” as he later declared, the corners of the muslin as at with one week in every month. CHAPTER IV ing, and with her drab wardrobe Too often the honeymoon ex aunt had an acute attack of re the wrote a story for the New York E. Sew with heavy thread as at invalid had shed much ot her press Is wrecked by the nagging morse. I argued with her, as much crabbedness. Lovely clothes did Brooke noticed Mark Trent’s Evening Mail. It stated that the F and then tack as at G. tongue of a three-quarter wife. The To make the cover, stretch the as a lawyer can argue, against cut that for a woman. Pity that more quu-k glance about as he entered the first American bathtub was installed wise woman never lots her husband muslin and sew know by outward sign that she is ting you out; she wouldn’t come to husbands didn’t realize the fact. dining-room at Lookout House. She on December 20, 1842, by Adam top tigiitly • nctlm nf.Mriodic pain. me about a new will. Didn’t Mrs. Now she was gone and had left a felt an instant of »elf-consciousness Thompson in his home in CM»«*>matl it alone “te aides through the mus- For tlireo genera tioftSL ac woman Gregory say that she had been dis small fortune behind her. Why had as she took the seat against the where he proudly displayed it to his variegated yellov.- trait the last few times they had she denied herself so many of the friends at - Party f"r men and ham's Vegetable Compound. It tall mimosas and acacias which all the guests took baths. Wire„ u.« been together? She thinks it was be luxuries of life. Brooke blinked long helps Nature tone up the tystem, filled a broad bay-window, which news of this got about, physicians cause Mrs. Dane was making up wet lashes and said aloud, as she thus loaMmlng tlio uluximforts from the functional dlnonffira which her mother refused with a quick denounced the bathtub as a menace her mind to disinherit you; you had said many times since she had women must enduro in the three shake of her head and a smile. She to public health. In Boston a city and I know that the will to that ef come to live st Lookout House: ordeals of life 1. Turning from immediately forgot herself in pride ordinance prohibited its uc» except fect already had been drawn.” girlhood to womanhood. 2. “Thank you for everything, Mrs. tearing for motherhood. 3. Ap- of her sporting family. Each one upon medical advice. Virginia lev “You passed up a grand chance to Mary Amanda. Thanks billions.” proaching "middle age." Convenient Table.—A knee-high was so gay, so determined to do his ied a $30 tax on each bathtub in cross-examine her, Jed.” Don't be a threo-<|iiartor wlfo. She swallowed the lump which or her share to make the party a stallation and the Philadelphia city small kitchen working table, pref take LYDIA E. PINKHAM’S “Didn’t dare. She thinks the will rose in her throat whenever she erably one that washes off easily council tried to pass an ordinance real festivity. Holidays were hard VEGETABLE COMPOUNDaad she witnessed is the one probated; thought of the woman’s incredible Go "Smiling Through." days since her father's death, but prohibiting its use betweeen Novem is a treasure to the housewife. doesn’t know that if it had been she kindness. Hardly the time to go Such a table encourages her to sit always someone who was alone had ber and May. v.ould have been summoned to sentimental when at any moment All of this was written in a spirit down to peel potatoes, scrape car been invited to keep the feast with prove her signature. We mustn’t the family might burst in on her. $.0005 Per Gallon them. Thinking of others helped ot “good clean fun.” Then, to his rots or do any of the little things let a suspicion of this second will They were on their way to spend surprise. Mencken discovered that that she usually does standing by immeasurably to bridge the sense One of the largest oil companies get out. Where is it?” Thanksgiving. For the first time his "spoofing” had been taken se the kitchen table. of loss, Celia Reyburn argued. in the United States says that “She said the Reyburn girl drove they would see the changes in the through advertising it is able to The dinner was a success. Brooke riously. Other writers began using in as she left the place. Do you house; she had postponed their com Removing Tar Stains. — Tar market its product at less than breathed a little sigh of relief as she the "facts” in his story. Medical suppose Aunt Mary Amanda told ing until it should be in perfect or rose from the table. This Thanks men cited them as proof of the stains can be removed from car one-half mill per gallon. her what was in it and that she—” der. giving dinner had been the first en- progress of public hygiene. They pets by spreading a thick paste of The honk-honk of an automobile Jed Stewart stopped his restless tertain'ng in her own home. Of even appeared in standard refer turpentine and fullers’ earth over horn outside was followed by voices pacing. His eyes and voice were the affected spot. Leave on for course the guests had been her fam- ence works. singing lustily: troubled. Finally in 1926 Mencken wrote an several hours, then brush off. ily and Mark Trent only, but she Laughing, Brooke Dashed for Sa^ “Destroyed it? But how could ” ‘Over the river and through the had felt pride in having it a suc- article which was syndicated to 30 the Front Door. when you have Brooke Reyburn have known what wood, newspapers in all parts of the coun Knitting Hint. — What a nuisance cess. was in the first will? Perhaps your Trot fast, my dapple-gray! a told... in Sam’s voice vanished. “Mother As she served coffee from the try, confessing the hoax. It ap it is when knitting a sleeve to aunt had told her that she was to be Spring over the ground has been invited to spend the winter massive silver tray in the living peared in his sixth series of "Preju have to go back to the beginning residuary legatee—it doesn’t seem Like a hunting hound in England with her friend Lady room, she glanced at Mark Trent dices” under the head of “The and count decreases. Try putting probable, but women do fool For this is Thanksgiving day.’ ” Jaffrey.” standing before the fire. With his American Public Will Swallow Any a snap fastener through every de- things.” He grinned. “Of course “Sam!” With the exclamation elbow on the mantel, he was talk thing.” But despite all his efforts crease row you knit, then de- The gay chorus was followed by men never do. We’ve got to get laughter and vociferous cries: Brooke was on her feet. “Do you ing to Celia Reyburn seated in a to prove the story a fake, it still creases can be seen at a glance. busy. If it isn’t destroyed, that will “Whoa there! Stand still, Light mean it? How perfectly grand! She corner of the couch. The orchids bobs up regularly and his “facts" may be at Lookout House; you've ning! Whoa!” lives in an old castle, doesn’t she?” he had brought her added the per about the first bathtub are solemnly Puddin? From Stale Bread.— kjì never liked the Jacques and you "Hey, pipe down, Brooke. There’s fect touch to her amethyst frock. reprinted as an authentic item of Rub the stale bread into crumbs Laughing, Brooke dashed for the 9 say that they hate you. I have an front door. It was so like the Rey a nigger in the woodpile. Wait till Orchids for her mother, gardenias American social history! and then soak a breakfast cupful of Idea. Open your house. Live there. burn family to dramatize its arrival. you hear the condition.” for Lucette, and deep fragrant pur them in half a pint of milk. Mix Get friendly with the girl.” “A condition in Lady Jaffrey’s in ple violets for his hostess. He had In a rush of cold air and excited in one ounce of sugar, one ounce “Barberous Joke»” “I would feel like a sneak to go greetings she piloted her mother vitation, Sam? I can't believe it.” said it with flowers. A lavish gen of cocoa powder, a beaten egg there to spy on her.” ^OON after the bobbed hair tleman. Had Henri turned chalky fad “ Be quiet, children. Let me and sister to the library. The star and a few drops of vanilla. Bake “You suspect that she may have tled parrot shrieked, “Stop! Look! talk.” Arms crossed on the back of as he had announced dinner, or had cJ had spread to Germany, a num in a buttered dish until set. influenced your aunt to make a will Listen!" ber of prominent citizens of Leipsic she imagined it? He had stared at the wing chair in which she had in her favor, don't you?” were surprised one day to receive Mark Trent as if seeing an unwel “Boy, you don't need a burglar been sitting, Celia Reyburn faced “I do.” a notice which said that the women alarm with that announcer. You her family. Her cheeks were pink; come apparition. “Then give her a chance to prove ought to loan him to a bank.” With a groan of repletion Sam of their household must pay their her eyes, as blue as her son’s, were that she didn't. Take a couple of Lucette made a gamin face at brilliant with excitement, She pulled himself out of a deep chair. "bobbed hair tax” at once. There Japs and go down and live next the parrot as she slipped out of her clasped her hands tightly as if to “Boy, let s get out ana walk! I was a rush to the city hall where door.” feel like a stuffed, trussed turkey. clerks, puzzled at first by the de- ocelot coat. She dragged off her steady them. “I won't commit myself to that bat and patted the swirl of her “The chair recognizes the lady Why do we eat so much more on scent upon them, finally convinced proposition in a hurry. If I decide dark hair. from the big city,” Sam encouraged Thanksgiving? Because we haven’t a group of anxious women that they tc do it, will you come with me?” any sense. Notice that I’m acquir had been the victims of a practical Brooke hugged her mother. "It’s with a grin. "Sure, I've been hoping you’d ask wonderful to have you here, Celia “What’s the condition. Mother? ing the analytic method, question joker. me. Philo Vance is my middle Reyburn, and aren't you devastat Don’t you want to go?” and answer. Anybody here got the Just as puzzled, a few years later, name.” Stewart picked up the note ing in that eel-gray ensemble!” was the secretary of the barbers' “Very, very much, Brooke, but energy to take the shore walk?" lying on the desk. “You’d better "Not as devastating as you are I shouldn’t enjoy a moment of the “I’ll go with you, Sammy.” Celia union in Chicago when he read in open the investigation by accept in that shimmery white, daughter. visit if I left your brother and sister Reyburn smiled at her tall son. the papers that his union bad in ing this.” It brings out the copper lights in in that apartment alone. Perhaps “Elaine Jaffrey is a great hiker; structed him to write a letter to "The Reyburn girl’s invitation to your hair.” I'm a selfish woman, but I would she will probably walk me all over Rudolph Valentino, asking him to dine on Thanksgiving day? I would Brooke laughed. “We are like like to and w.ll go, if my mind is the British Isles. I must get in shave off a beard which he had feel like a spy, a traitor. The tur two diplomats exchanging compli perfectly at ease about Lucette and practice. Just wait until I change grown for his role in a movie. The union had passed a resolution pro ments, the difference is that ours Sam. If they will come here to you, my shoes.” key would choke me.” “Boy, I'm glad we have one sport testing against Valentino's wearing “Do you want the truth about come from the heart. Where's and if you will have them—” Sam? Don't tell me Sam isn’t com this will?" “Have them! Mother, don’t be in the family. I’ll bet Lucette has the beard since it would Influence ing!” “You bet I do." foolish! I have been rattling around a heavy date, and is expecting many young men who patterned Lucette held a lighter to a ciga in this big house like a dried coco someone Coming, Brooke? Com themselves after him. to wear such "Then go. Don't write. ‘We never facial ornaments. If they did that, send a letter when we can send a rette with a faint hint of bravado. nut in a shell. Of course I want ing, Mr. Trent?” “Mark to you. I hope, Sam. Do j it would rum the barber business man.’ Phone the night before that “Don't cry, darling. Sam came. them—but will they come?” you are coming. She'll have less Didn't you recognize his voice sing “Who’s being foolish now?” Lu come, Miss Reyburn,” Mark Trent | and they wanted the screen idol to time in which to think why yoi are ing as if his little heart would burst cette flung her cigarette into the urged. “It’s a grand day. After “cease and desist.” After the first story had been from joy as we approach.-d this fire. Her cheeks were almost as hours of storm, there is enough accepting.” baronial hall? Doubtless he is kiss red as her painted lips. “Of course wind to make the surf worth look printed, the secretary denied that he had received any such instruc Brooke Reyburn stood in the door ing his peachy convertible good we'll come, Brooke Reyburn. Of ing at.” tions. He knew nothing about the (TO BE CONTINUED) way of the living-room at Lookout night in your garage He's crazy course we’ll play ball Mother's way. resolutions nor did he know how the House. Behind her in the hall a about that coupe you gave him, Sam and I aren’t cold-blooded fish. story originated. Neither did any graceful circular stairway wound up Brooke. He has named it Light- ! If taking to the sticks to be chap Wreck Prompted Song Writer one else. But some people shrewd and up. She nodded approval. The ning And can it go! Who's the tall ; eroned by big sister will make One of the most stirring of hymns, room was the perfect setting she gent with the undertaker expression ; Mother’s visit happier, we'll settle “Throw Out the Lifeline” was writ ly suspected that it might have been had visualized for the duchess of who pulled our bags from the car as : down here with bells on. She's ten immediately after its author. started by Harry Reichenbach, the Argyle since the day she had known it he were extracting upper and low- I earned all the fun she can get. She'll E. S. Ufforci, had witnessed the famous press agent, who was doing that her father had willed her the er molars?” have one grand time and mow those wreck of a schooner, and the saving publicity for Valentino at the time “Henri. He and his wife, Clotilde. ! stiff Britishers down in swaths and of all on board, by means of the and who just happened to be in portrait The green of the falls and trim repeated the color of the worked for years for Mrs. D.ne. ; come home Countess Whoosit, or I breeches buoy. This was off the Chicago when the story first ap peared! satin gown of the woman in the dull I kept them on to help me settle. | miss my guess.” Massachusetts coas- "Look* Uke the scrub Itami In a buddle.” WITH ¡BANNERS TO SEW 4^" Ruth Wyeth Spears WOMEN WHO HOLD THEIR MEN NEVER LET THEM KNOW N AROUND THE HOUSE “LUDEN ’n READ THE ADS LIFE’S LIKE THAT By Fred Neher
