Illinois Valley News, Thursday, November 14, 1940
Page Six
Making Your Own
Hook Rug Designs
o
By RUTH WYETH SPEARS
ANTIQUE hooked rag rugs have
* a special charm because their
designs show so much individu­
ality. The women who made them,
“I have heard of many Indian
CHAPTER XI—Continued
where he was challenged by a sen­ ly," continued the padre. ‘‘He will
marked out their own designs on
murders since coming to Califor­
try,
whom
he
answered
in
good
open
the
door.
”
—
11
—
burlap, planned their own color
“That 1* n0* necessary, Padre. nia.”
“Maybe you had to obey orders. Spanish and asked for shelter.
schemes and dyed the rags. To Kit
"I speak of a raid and a murder
We can talk here face to face quite
But I'd never think it of you.
The
sentry
called
the
captain
of
draw a floral design, first make a
in which a Spanish ranchero and his
Your brother Mose never would have the guard out into the rain from a as well/'
circle and then a spiral line in­
• ’’Not quite so well, my son. I two vaqueros were killed, his house
that—you know that as well as game of seven-up.
side which becomes a rose. Two done
I do.”
would rather sit down with you a burned and two of his little girls
Whether
this
was
unpleasant
for
ovals with a triangle at the base
"Well, it’s done,” snapped Kit the captain, whether the call spoiled few moments that we may speak carried into captivity by the Indi­
become morning glories. Real much put out at the rebuke, "so,
ans.”
”
leaves from plants and trees be­ anyway, there's no use talking about a winning streak, or whether the undisturbed.
Bowie eyed the Franciscan for a
••padre mio,” said Bowie firmly,
captain had had too much pulque,
come tracing patterns for leaf de- it.
Where you goin’, Henry’"
Bowie never could figure out But ‘‘I am st my devotions; please leave moment without speaking. He was
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such
an
incident,
yes,
Pad
­
•’That is why I wish to speak
searched and disarmed. No answer
that the Texan could make to his with you, my son. You were at re,” returned Bowie impassively.
insolent questioning would satisfy your devotions. That is well. Are Then with his curiosity aroused:
“Why do you ask?”
him. He pronounced Bowie a spy. you a Catholic?”
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The questioning padre straight-
"I—well.
put him under arrest and sent him
Bowie was stumped,
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ened on his stool, "Because,” he
to the guardhouse.
not exactly. Padre. You see . .
Comfortable Modern Rooms
are
the
Texan
said
slowly,
"you
Footsteps
were
heard
outside.
The Texan's surprise was equaled
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by his annoyance and his contempt “Here comes the guard,” said the who brought those two girls back
Coffee Shop
Dining Room
for his captors. However, he reflect­ padre, turning to look. "Let him from the mountains. I am the priest
ed that a night in the dry guard­ open the door Just a moment, my in whose care you left them. I
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house would be better than a night son. I promise I will not annoy have been looking for you for twelve
years.”
,
in the rain. But to find himself for you.”
After locking the cell door, the
“Twelve years ago! Is it that long? HOW TO GET A GOV’T JOB
the first time in his California life
Men and Women 18 to SO
without his knife, his revolver, or guard had gone, leaving the two It must be. These years have taken Postal Clerk. Carrier, Customs, Stenog.
signs. An oval cut from paper
men
in
Bowie
’
s
narrow
quarters.
their
toll
of
your
health
and
Many other positions. Usually no ex­
his rifle and his ammunition was
makes a pattern for a center me­
You strength. Give me the stool; you perience nor definite no. school yrs
something to disturb him. He tossed “My leg is not very good.
necessary.
Write today for FREE
dallion.
all night and could console himself notice my limp.” said the padre. take the bunk. It is a little better. BOOKLET, LIST POSITIONS. West­
When making your own hook rug
ern
Training
Div. C. S., Mead Bldg,
"May
I
sit
down?"
If
I
were
a
Catholic
I
would
confess
only by thinking that in the morn­
designs, always leave a hem al­
Everything
at
Sutter’s
Fort ing he would easily satisfy the com-
Motioning his unbidden guest to to you that the reason I did not ask Portland. Oregon.
lowance at least two inches wide pleased him. Captain Sutter had
the one three-legged stool and seat­ you to the better seat is because
to be turned under after the rug is charged the whole atmosphere with andante that his arrest was owing ing himself on his bunk. Bowie ... I do not think you will betray
to the drunken stupidity of the
hooked, and be sure to overcast his own magnetic personality. When guard.
me.” He lowered his voice. "I’m
the edge of the burlap as soon as he persuaded Bowie to remain for
digging a tunnel to get out of this
After
much
palaver
the
next
it is cut. Center guide lines a time with him it was to be on
place."
through the length and the width Bowie’s own terms. If Bowie would morning he was brought before an
"I had already perceived as
of the burlap will be helpful in name any. In the end Sutter named underling of the governor and sub­
much!”
jected
to
a
grilling
that
astonished
balancing your design. The flow­ for his new recruit so liberal a per­
Bowie laughed, in spite of him­
ers and leaves may be cut out of centage on his fur business that him. His own simple tale of who
self, as the dry avowal.
paper pinned on the burlap, this Bowie himself insisted on reducing he was and what he was doing in
San Diego was brushed aside as of
"It is certainly strange, Padre,
way and that. When you get an It.
no value, and he was questioned
that you and I should meet again
arrangement that pleases, trace it
Captain Sutter had at his com­
closely as to what his relations were
after twelve years, under circum­
to make your pattern.
mand the services of former mis­
with the faction that Governor Pico
stances such as these! Well, queer
• • •
sion Indians who, on the despoiling
of the department feared was plan­
things happen in California. Those
NOTE: Mrs. Spears’ SEWING Book 8.
of the missions by the freebooting
ning an attack on him personally.
gives more rug hooking designs and fur­
were two nice little girls—I remem­
Mexican
politicos,
had
found
them
­
ther suggestions about how to draw your
After hours of examination which
ber them well.
But they were
selves adrift and thrown on their
own flower designs. Also directions for a
naturally developed nothing Bowie
scared dumb. Whatever became of
hook rug in the old-fashioned shell design.
own resources. Some fell back into
No. 5 contains descriptions of the other
was remanded to the guardhouse.
them?”
savagery and pillage, imitating their
numbers in the series. To get your copy,
There he fretted and fumed day
“My son, I have not seen these
address:
Mexican despoilers. Others, of the
after day until his resentment wore
girls for almost ten years. They
better stripe, sought service where
itself dumb. He was summoned at
live far north in California . . .
they could; many were in the em­
last before the governor himself.
MKS. RUTH WYETH SPEARS
But to your present position.” He
ploy
of
Sutter.
These
men
were
Drawer 10
This, the prisoner felt sure, would
lowered his voice to a whisper.
tractable
and
were
expert
with
the
Bedford Hills
New York
be the end of it
“Should your attempt to escape fail,
bow and the gun. Even Bowie, who
Enclose 10 cents tor Book 8.
Such was not the case. Pico bore
you face a terrible alternative. You
was placed in sole charge of these
Name ........... • •••........... ........................ .
may face a firing squad within a
hunters, was often amazed at their a name that inspired all who sought
few hours.”
Address .................. ....................... .
skill. No less a source of amaze­ justice at his hands with forebod­
"No, Padre mio. I shall face no
ment to him. although he had ing. But the Texan knew nothing of
These Mexican dogs—I
squad.
thought himself familiar with the the mentality that characterized this
should feel disgraced to be shot by
country, was its limitless wealth in leader of the mission spoilers.
Again Bowie told his story; it fell
such curs. If you sympathize with
game and fur-bearing animals. Elk
my predicament, dismiss your fears
supplied tallow worth more com­ on deaf ears. The strange revolver
—for myself I have but one per­
mercially than that of cattle. Deer taken from him was not merely evi­
BY YOUR LAXATIVE —RELIEVE
dence but proof conclusive in Pico’s
plexity: where to find a horse when
were
a
pest,
and
bears
were
hunted
CONSTIPATION THIS MODERN WAY
"Maybe you did. Kit, but I’d
judgment that Bowie was a spy.
I get out.”
for their heavy pelage.
• When you feel gany, headachy, logy
never think it of you.”
The rivers and the tule beds His protestations availed him noth­
"A horse?"
due to clogged-up trowels, do aa mi 11 ion a
swarmed with beavers and land ot­ ing.
“A man on foot in California!
do take Feen-A-Mint at bedtime. Next
hoped the padre's searching eyes
At three o'clock he was notified would detect nothing of the loose Only you padres can stand that.”
morning — thorough, comfortable relief,
ter. The quantities of skins brought
helping you start the day full of your
in by the Indians astonished Sutter that he would be shot as a spy next earth piled underneath it Yet to
“I have a thought,” whispered the
normal energy and pep, feeling like a
himself, and with every shipment morning. Bowie took the message, the uneasy prisoner it seemed al­ padre. ’’But if I could provide a
million! Feen-A-Mint doesn't disturb
silent
and
hard
featured,
from
the
down the river he deposited with
your night's rest or interfere with work the
most too much to hope. His indus­ horse how could you, a stranger
next day. TYy Feen-A-Mint, the chewing
Nathan Spear, his factor at Yerba guard who brought it But with his try had made noticeable progress.
here, find it?”
gum laxative, youraelf. It tastes good, it's
Buena, a sum of money for Bowie's wits keyed high by the amazing
"They tell me, my son, that you
"Please sit here with me on the
handy and economical... a family supply
credit. For to Bowie, Sutter ascribed news, he studied closely through the are a spy,” began the padre casu­ bunk.” Bowie spoke in whispers to T'HIS doll is as fascinating to
A make and dress as she is to
bars
of
the
peephole
in
the
cell
door
the unlooked-for increase in the re­
ally.”
one on whose good faith he was look at. And what little girl or
the features of the Indian soldier
turns from his Indian contingent.
"So they tell me," returned Bowie, practically staking his life, "I shall grown-up wouldn’t be charmed
The lively frontier atmosphere at who bore the message. It flashed slightly acid in his tone.
not use this tunnel. It is a blind, with her gay clothes, yarn curls
the fort—the daily excitement owing suddenly on Bowie that be had seen
"I ask, is it true?” continued his Padre, to protect a friend, I shaU and easy-to-embroider features.
Difficult Task
"Sanchez,” he
to the constant succession of stran­ that man before.
walk out of the door tonight A
• • •
There is nothing so eusy in itself gers. wanderers and travelers ar­ said calmly, "I thank you for tell­ questioner.
guard, to whom I once did a good
"It
Is
not,
”
answered
Bowie
blunt
­
Pattern 2578 contains a pattern and di­
but grows difficult when it is per­ riving, singly and in groups, in large ing me this.”
ly. "I have had no trial; not a shred turn, will aid me. Before daybreak rections for making a 14'¿-inch doll and
formed against one’s own will.— and small companies with amazing
The Indian started at the utter­ of evidence lies against me. The I shall be gone."
clothes, materials required. Send order to.
Terence.
stories of hardship, adventure, con­ ance of his name. “I thank you,
truth is. Padre mio, your governor
"If I can have a horse at the back
flict, discovery, treachery, starva­ Sanchez.” continued Bowie, un­
wants for himself a new and un­ of this guardhouse at a certain time
Sewing Circle Needleeraft Dept.
tion, stark tragedy and even canni­ moved by the stolid guard's amaze­
«2 Eighth Ave.
New York
usual firearm—it is called a revolv­ tonight can you get to it?”
WHY SUFFER Functional
balism — served to keep Bowie's ment, "because you and I are old
"I certainly can and I will thank
Enclose 15 cents la coins for Pat­
mind busy with interest in the friends. You do not recognize me; er—that his men took from me. And
tern No.
strange frontier characters he en­ I am covered with half a beard and be is putting me out of the way to you forever.”
"But the time—”
Name .
countered and in their strange tales unwashed and eaten by vermin. get a clear title to it”
"Do not, my son, say ’your gov­
"If I could see the stars I could
of deserts, mountains, valleys, riv­ Look closer. Sanchez"—Bowie low­
Address
ernor.’ I am not an officer of the tell you,” said Bowie. "But I have
ers, snow and ice.
ered his voice—“look closer. I am
Mexican
government.
I
am
a
Span
­
Ly<Ra E. Pinkham's Vsgstabls Compound
no
way.
A
signal?
I
could
hear
All their stories had a common Bowie, whom you knew at Guada­
Has Helped Thousands I
feature—their deserts were vast, lupe. We fought together in the can­ iard. My sole earthly quest in Cali­ that What time will the moon
Few woman today do not have acme sign of
their mountains towering, their val­ yon of the Santa Maria—did we fornia is the salvation of souls. You rise?”
functional trouble. Maybe you've noticed
may be a spy—though I do not be­
YOUHSELF getting rrsthes, moody, nervous,
leys like paradi see, their rivers not?”
"Not until after midnight."
deprrsstd laUJy - yvur wx»rk loo much for you —
lieve it lor the whole story has
swift, treacherous and mad to de­
Then trv Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable
"Then, by ten o’clock. All will
to praise ADLERIKA. Am 55 and
Sanchez
stared
hard
at
him.
Bow­
Compound to help quiet unstrung nerves,
stroy. Some told of trees so great ie’s very quiet pierced the sluggish­ been told me—or you may be twen­ be quiet here. Padre, you could not
travel; always carry ADLERIKA
relieve monthly pain (cramps, backache,
ty
times
a
spy;
that
matters
noth
­
of girth and so tall that no listener ness of his Indian nature.
headache) and weak dizzy fainting Rpefls
with me.” (G. D.-Calif.) Gas bloat­
get two horses?”
ing to me. But &ince you are con­
due to functional disorder«. For over 60
could believe his ears; others of
ing. sour stomach, spells of constipa­
"As easily as one.”
“Senor,” he stammered, speaking demned to death let me ask: what
years Pinkham’s Compound has helped hun­
mysterious valleys where boiling
tion quickly relieved thru ADLER­
dreds of thousands of weak, rundown ner­
"Then the guard will go with me.
low and with the utmost caution. of your soul? what of eternity? You
vous women. 7'ry U1
IKA. Get it TODAY.
water gushed hundreds of feet into
Two low whistles will tell me the
"I remember all. I did not know are an Americano?”
the air and ice froze on the edges
AT YOUR DRUG STORE
horses
are
there.
I
shall
be
eternal
­
you. How can I help you? If I let
"No, Padre.”
of their pools.
ly grateful.”
Wrong Roads
you out they will shoot me.”
"Not
Americano
—
what
then,
my
But even marvels lose their thrill.
“Shortly after dark,” said the
One goes to the right, the other
“Do nothing of that kind. Only, son?”
To Win and Keep
padre. "I shall pass your cell door.
to the left; both are wrong, but in Even the adventure of the chase be­ as soon as you can, bring me some­
"A Tejano.”
He is the most enviable who
comes
commonplace
when
at
last
Be
alert
If
I
do
not
speak,
the
different directions.—Horace.
thing to eat and pass me a good
"A Tejano,” echoed the Francis­
wins a true heart and has the
routine. For nearly two years Bowie
knife. That's all—go. Tell them I can, still searching Bowie's face horses will be there. And now we merit to keep it.
made an active part of the enter­ will be ready.”
narrowly and speaking as if musing must think about eternity. If you
prise of Captain Sutter. Still, some­
Sanchez proved not ungrateful. or as if placing in his mind a fact are discovered escaping, you will
thing suppressed but gnawing at
Bowie's contempt for everything at a time to serve as tesserae for a be instantly shot”
his feelings urged him to seek new
A heavy footstep approached In
and everyone concerned in his im possible mosaic. "When did you
scenes, new excitement, to deaden
the corridor. It was the guard. He
prisonment was not lessened by the first come to California?”
a vague sense of loneliness. When
threat of Immediate death. But he
"Some ten or twelve years ago. knocked roughly with his keys on the
he told Captain Sutter he was leav­
tyùckfy «ie
set to work, within a minute after Padre.
What,” demanded Bowie cell door.
ing him there was an explosion. But
"Is my time up?” asked the padre
the knife was in his hand, to dig impatiently, "has that to do with
LIQUID
it was a good-natured one, and the
Crromulslon relieves promptly be­
mm. Am
tablets
himself out of his crude surround- this trumped-up charge against quietly as the guard stuck his face
cause it goes right to the seat of the
two parted friends. Bowie promised ings.
against the bars of the peephole.
me?”
trouble to help loosen and expel
to come back sometime if he could
COUCH crops
"You're long past your time,” he
Working feverishly for an hour in
(term laden phlegm, and aid nature
"Nothing,
nothing
whatever,
my
make it
to soothe and heal raw, tender. In­
the clay underlying the stone floor, son. But if you will be patient it answered in surly tone. "Come out”
Leaving the valley with one pony, he had made progress in his tunnel
flamed bronchial mucous mem­
Slow in Deciding
"Give me but two minutes,”
may have something to do with what
branes. Tell your druggist to sell you
Bowie worked South along the Si­ when, although no sound reached his
Hear one man before you an­
pleaded the padre.
I
have
In
mind.
By
what
route
did
* bottle of Creomulsion with the un­
erras, sleeping under the stars and ear. the scant light through the
swer, hear many before you de­
"No.”
derstanding you must like the way it
you come to California?”
killing such small game as he need­ peephole of his cell door lessened
cide.
quickly allays the cough or you are
“One minute.”
“Across the Rio Colorado and the
ed for food until, passing the Te­ just enough to make him realize
to have your money back.
desert of the South.”
“One minute—no more,” roared
hachapi range, he stopped at the someone was looking in.
The padre's interest seemed to the guard.
Mission San Gabriel, only to learn
Expecting a bullet in the back of
“He's drunk.” whispered Bowie.
for Coughs, Chest Colds. Bronchitis
that a state of war existed between his head, he turned as unconcerned­ grow. He spoke on with slight but
"Then you
“You do not know how to make
Mexican factions and that the south­ ly as possible from the bunk near increasing keenness.
ern end of the department was. for which he was working. Behind the must have come in not very far confession of your sins?” whispered
from San Diego,” he persisted, still the padre to his neophyte.
one side or the other, under arms. bunk lay the loose earth scooped
musing.
“I do not Padre.”
from under the floor. He glanced
“I did so come.”
"But tell mi for I think your
CHAPTER XII
toward the peephole. A face was
•1 presume.” continued the padre heart is good—now. in the face ol
there. But the aperture was so nar­ gently Insinuating, "that you spoke
• For.in our town... and towns
possible death, tell me you are sor­
Bowie had no intention of mixing row and high that he could see only Spanish when you came to Califor­
like ours clear across the country
ry for your sins. Can you honestly
. . . there's a steady revolution
In a squabble between Mexican Cal­ the face itself. Bowie, sitting on nia?"
do this, my son?”
going on Changes in dress styles
ifornia grafters, and to avoid the the bunk, studied keenly the eyes
"When I came to California nei­
Bowie hesitated. ”1 see no reason.
and food prices . .. the rise of a
sham battle liner he kept well in­ that studied him. For a long mo­ ther I nor my companions could
hat crown . .. the fall of furni­
Padre mio, why I should not do as
land
tn
order
to
reach
San
Diego.
ment
there
came
a
calm
voice
from
ture prices—these matters vitally
speak a word of Spanish."
you ask." he said al length.
RATES’
He meant to outfit there and «trike the barred window.
alien our living ... And the newt
•'You did not come alone, then?”
“And being sorry for your own
T.i« »’d*
ia ably covered io advertiaements.
•cross the desert for Texas, which
“My son: I am a padre May I
Two Texan scouts came with sins, tell me. my son, that you for­
he had not Been for years.
• '-mart people who like to be
speak a moment with you?”
me.”
give those who have sinned against
■p-ro-the-minste in living
He reached San Diego late at
Bowie was annoyed but prudent
’Three of you.” The white-haired you.-”
current eventa, follow advertiae-
night. He had intended to sleep out­ "Certainly. Padre.”
man. hts penetrating eyes bent
tnenta as closely a* headlines.
"That is different Padre.”
side the town overnight. But to­
He stepped to the cell door. "What closely on Bowie, hesitated an In­
"It only seems so. These
• They know what's doing in
ward night fall rain had begun to can I do for you?” he asked In a stant He spoke then intently. "My
America . .. and they also know
are nothing in your life—you
faU
and
when
he
reached
the
pre
­
courteous manner, though tnwardly soil did you and your companions forget them. Forgive them,
where money buys most! '
sidio there was a heavy downpour. resen tfuL
hear about that time of Indian mur­ me you do.”
He rode up to the presidio gate.
"The guard will be here present- ders?”
<ro BE CONTINUED)
Bowie had risen, picked up his ri­
fle and was shaking his legs. "I’m
going, just as I told you, up the
river to Sutter’s."
"But, bears ’n’ Injuns, hold your
horses till you talk to the old man.”
"I’m not talking to him. Kit He
can’t hire me to murder decent
peaceable boys like the De Haros.”
“Sh! don’t talk so loud, you old
bullfrog. Stay overnight and think
it over. You’ve picked on the only
mean job he ever put on me. Hen­
ry”
“Kit, I’m on my way.” No effort
at persuasion availed. Bowie shook
bands with Kit and his friends and
exchanged raillery with them but
went his way.
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