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THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON
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HAYWIRE HOUSE '
py EDWIN KU I i
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CHAPTER VI
A stared
at his
,, Hotels?" he ex
TiSJ,.. . bie outfit,
fr'mdined his head.
tiV6 people t0
fj3"1,.:.. to understand,"
h-grjouTl-you-U take
rSLlr" Spencer. "If
l9?'. .mortization pay-
' Zl the Preston prop-s-fkS2"
t? put up at
EjcVaetion.Ariai"1"'"-
W . limited. "That's a
IS' "T . . .' He
&y&7. "But what
.f! WeU. what about
?t:ur,Price'oritwon't
! uid Wilton shrewdly.
Jtt u much as if she paid
5ft. Am-. T
,?Srceive that, Wilton. It
ftSS pasped the situa
fsrdon'tyoubeafool.my ?'we Play our hand right,
&f0lBft need know no
tit We'll makeahand
2 .refit on the deal and you
Tdon't know as I'd object
fiat either. She seems a nice
Person and youve
t settle down sometime.
"
fjta wis silent, considering.
i proposition certainly ap
rid to his native craftiness.
Yo," he said, at last. "I see
tot you mean. There's one thing
Lt worries me, though. If
ever found out that I . . .
1-5 won't," 'interrupted his
lier "Unless you're fool enough
k tell her. The wing tor you iu
L u vmn vmir Mrs ooen and
t. .,.k ihut T'll handle the
ml w" v..- -
kcocoon. Now you'd better go
te there thii evening and learn
tilt you can. I don't like this
frter chap getting into it. ne
Epit be dangerous.
Yo," said WiltoA, and he
ct it two ways.
IS; the middle of the afternoon
L-ii Parker was through with
his advertising campaign. The
sign, a white affair blazoning with
red letters, had been finished.
. The copy read:
Vi Mile to
THE PENNINGTON-PARKER
' RESTATORIUM
Unequalled Cuisine
Comfortable Rooms
Reasonable Rates
A Place for Rest and Relaxation
And at the top of the board a
little, red arrow would point the
way to the home of the late Mrs.
Martha Preston when the sign
was finally set up.
Kinks was very proud of It. He
thought that it ought to arouse the
curiosity of the reader. So en
thusiastic did he become that he
persuaded the gentleman who had
painted it to drive him to the
point where the dirt road forked
from the state highway and led to
the Preston place.
Without difficulty they found
the man who owned the land just
off the junction of the roads. He
was a farmer and, though con
vinced that a raving maniac con
fronted him, he finally gave Kinks
permission to place the sign on
his property. After it had been set
up and duly admired, Kinks re
fused the sign-painter's offer of
a lift to the Preston home, took
the suitcase he had brought from
New York and walked the half
mile along the river.
He arrived to find a great peace
brooding over the abode of his
late Aunt Martha. Birds chirped
in the trees. The sun was warm
on the greening lawn. In the back
the river lapped peacefully by.
And in a steamer-chair near the
front steps reclined Mr. Harkness,
wearing the air of a man whose
work has been well done.
"Hello," said Kinks pleasantly.
"Taking it easy?"
Mr. Harkness nodded. "Just re
laxing. But I have not been idle
today, young man. Go up and try
that front doorbell."
. Kinks mounted the steps and
pressed the bell gingerly. The
next instant he jumped back and
almost dropped his suitcase. An
uproar reminiscent of a police
siren in full cry had sounded
through the house.
"Good night," Kinks called to
Mr. Harkness. "What is it?"
The electrical genius waved
FLAPPER FANNY
By Sylvia
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Wowich.. Y"vuy we Know, x oniy Drougnt two
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got."
SIDE GLANCES
n'a".y Cu, things I have to write them down
negligently from the steamer-chair.
'Nothlntf rt mail -4
man, he replied. "Just an im
provement upon ancient methods.
The world must progress."
A small, but extremely alluring,
portion of it was. Sally Penning
ton Cams flirt r thrmoh k. u.ii
way inside and jerked the door
open, ner hands were covered
with flour and then w. . i
dab of it on the end of her charm
ingly tip-tilted nose. .
' "Oh, it's you," she said. "Did
you really have to ring that
thing?"
"Hello." Kinke uiri "Urh.t -
you doing? Playing you're the
Great White Chiefess?"
'I'm makin a rllra if
know." said Sxllv "T',. K ,
workinff whiln vmt wr
. . VM ,NU
vanting."
"Mr. Harkrmu t.ll. k v..
too," Kinks said, stepping inside.
She shot him a pained look. "I'll
say he has. Did you ever hear
such a terrible racket as that bell
makes nnw? And h
. . . . w,,, ncui
come into the kitchen and see
ior yourself."
On the kitchen table a Queer
kind of thingumbob was rattling
away inside a china bowl. Mrs.
Clipstack stood with arms folded,
regarding it sourly.
"What the devil is it?" asked
Kinks, approaching with caution,
as one sneaks up on an unexDlod-
ed shell.
Sally shrugged. "Another of
his gadgets. He calls it an electric
egg-beater. And he insists that we
use it."
At this point Mrs . Clipstack
gave tongue.
'N e w-f angled contraption,"
muttered Mrs. Clipstack, with
dark bitterness.
'All this leads me to suppose,"
said Kinks, "that Mr. Harkness
has been puttering."
saiiy nodded. "The entire morn
ing and half the afternoon. And
the worst of it Is, he's not through
yet. He swears he's going to put
catteries in those stuffed animal
heads so they'll light up at night."
"But that's a swell idea," said
Kinks. "We ought to get some
good out of the fauna around
here."
"Oh, you think It's swell, do
you? Well, Mr. Parker, It falls to
your unhappy lot to prevent Mr.
Harkness from executing just as
many of his swell Ideas ai pos
sible. If you don t, hell have us
all wired for sound inside of a
week."
'Now, now," said Kinks sooth
ingly. "You just calm down and
bake your cake. And after dinner
tonight, we'll climb in your car
and dig up some place to dance."
For the fraction of a second a
wistful look came into Sally's blue
eyes. Then it vanished and she
shook her head.
"We can't," she said.
"Can't? Why not? We're free,
white and 21."
"Because," said Sally, "Wilton
Ames rang me up this afternoon."
"Wilton Ames? You mean that
stuffed shirt you thought you were
going to marry before I came
along? Well, what if he did? You
gave him the air, I hope."
"I did no such thing."
"You didn't. Hey, listen, beau
tiful! I thought I told you that
from now on this beetle Wilton
was finished."
"No matter what you told me,"
said Sally patiently, "Wilton Is
coming. In fact, he's coming for
dinner."
"Dinner? You've got the nerve,
Sarah Pennington, to stand here
and tell me that you're going to
shower our good food all over a
nitwit with no chin?"
"Oh, Kinks," said Sally, "do
keep quiet. I thought it best to
ask Wilton over here tonight, ne
said that he has something very
important to tell me."
(To Be vominueo)
Stories in
STAMPS
Rolling Down
To Rio
DREATHES there the" man who
u has not -wished that he might
tome day go "rolling down to Rio."
For this cosmopolitan, magnificent
capital of Brazil intensifies tome
how the romantic urge of alt
And the world does com to Rio
de Janeiro, sailing up the spacious
bay of Guanabara and on past
Sugar Loaf Mountain, the city's
most distinguished landmark. And
what does it find?
It finds city of colorful gar
dens, of broad promenades, side
walk cafes, of men and women
dressed in clothe from Paris but
with a manner all their own. It
finds a city whose buildings are
for the most part simple but re
splendent in vivid coloring. Many
of the new homes cling to the hill
side below the street and are en
tered from the roof.
Here vendors lend an Oriental
touch, the sacred ox of India i
the beast of burden, and modem
automobile slip along the newer
pavement. And here in the Na
tional Library and other beautiful
public buildings is preserved the
historic heritage of Brazil and of
all South America. In recent
years, scientific public health work
has materially raised the standard
of living in this -city of 1.000.000.
A view of the barter and city is
shown here on a current Brazilian
stamp. '
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