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CHAPTER XVI!
around with a flashy divorcee, older than
he. and who. on a bet. dates Lou
Knight daughter of the town souse.
Shirley, engaged to Jalrd Newsum for
three years, but whose marriage Is de­
ferred because Jalrd too Is out of work,
his father having closed his factory to
cut down losses
Ma Newsum wants
Jaird to marry Connie Mays, the bank­
er's daughter
Kathleen, society editor on her fa­
ther's paper, in whom a newcomer.
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from the fire. Lou clasped the strag­
gly red geranium in its forlorn Un
can to her breast. Like the rest of
the women she stared jts if fascinat­
ed into the roaring red flames. Tears
ran slowly down her cheeks. Lou
seemed dazed by the completeness
of the disaster.
“Lou,” said Alec huskily.
She turned slowly and stared at
him. Her eyes were a little blank
and they returned at once to their
fascinated study of the crackling,
leaping flames which were feeding
greedily from roof to ground on
flimsy buildings. Alec looked around
for her father. He thought it likely
the old sot was dead to the world
somewhere in a gutter. Pete had
failed Lou on every other occasion.
It was too much to expect him not
to now. But Alec discovered Pete
Knight almost at once just out of
range of the flying sparks. A tragic
yet ludicrous figure, as usual. Reel­
ing a little as his bleary eyes stared
into the inferno before him. Once
he attempted in a clumsy way to aid
with the fire hose but he succeeded
only in drenching himself. People
laughed hysterically. Even at that
grim
moment
shambling
Pete
Knight furnished the comic relief.
"I don't know what we're going
to do,” whispered Lou suddenly.
"Everything's gone except what
we've got on our backs.”
"Gee, Lou, I’m sorry—" he be­
gan, but paused abruptly.
A tremendous shout went up from
the crowd swelled by the wails of
Alec Maguire gravely balanced
himself on one foot like a storlc and
squinted along the bottle of gin as
if it were a shotgun.
“Ready, fire!” he said with vast
»olemnity and killed the bottle dead.
Myra laughed herself into hic­
coughs. “You're so comical," she
said.
Alec surveyed her with bloodshot
«yes that would not quite focus.
‘That's right. I am. Comical as
hell. When I'm liquored up. Guess
I'd better stay that way.”
They were seated in one of the
alcoves which lined the large dining
room at the Porterville Swimming
Pool. They had been sitting there
since four that afternoon. According
to tile original plan they had intend­
ed to start back home when they
had their swim. Only Myra had
dared them to go somewhere else
■where they could dine and dance.
To do Alec justice he had meant
to go home for dinner. But he felt
unusually low that day. The only
relief was to get so cockeyed he
could laugh and laugh.
Natalie, who so far had been more
sleepy than convivial, suddenly gig­
gled. The mechanical orchestra at
the other end of the big pavilion
was playing an old record, "Shuf­
fle Off to Buffalo."
“Why don’t you two stop fooling
and pull a real one?” she suggested.
The others stared at her. “I mean
elope. Get married. I mean mid­
dle-aisle it Or what have you?”
Alec stared. Marry Myra Boone!
For a moment he was jolted back
to himself and saw the woman be­
side him with painful distinctness—
the coarse blowsy face, the weak
self-indulgent mouth, the metallical­
ly yellow hair which was drab at
the roots. Everything within him
revolted. Marry a woman like that!
Take her home to Laura as his wife?
He'd rather die.
“I said you weren't game," mur­
mured Myra.
Alec drained his glass. "
your bluff, Myra. Let's go.
Her nostrils dilated.
“1
ding?”
The drive back to Covington
nothing to clear Alec's confused
brain. Myra put the gas throttle
down to the floor board and the
speedometer touched eighty more
than once.
They had just entered the suburbs
of Covington, still at a maniacal
speed. Each of them at the same
moment saw the big fire engine ca­
reening toward them down the mid­
dle of the street Myra was a true
neurotic. She covered her face with
her hands and shrieked. It was Alec
who reached over and gave the
Lou seemed dazed by the com-
steering wheel a tremendous jerk.
pleteness of the disaster.
It threw them into the opposite curb
to the detriment of fenders and run­ women and the frightened whim­
ning board, But at least they did pers of small children. Alec fol­
not meet the fire engine head on.
lowed strained pointed fingers with
"And was that a near thing?” his eyes. A little boy stared from
laughed Alec.
the window of the flat to the left of
The others, still weak from shock, the staircase. A small, white-faced
huddled in their seats and said noth­ boy with a crutch and eyes mad
with terror.
ing.
"It’s Joey! Bess Wilkins' Joey!”
"Where’s the fire?” Alec asked of
shrieked a woman.
a man running down the street
Alec knew about Bess Wilkins.
“Over on Kirby Street.”
Kirby Street! Mike had always She was night operator in the tele­
said those ramshackle buildings phone office down town, a widow
down that way were nothing but fire with one crippled child whom she
traps. He had begged the City Coun­ had to leave alone while on duty.
“Oh,
God,
everybody
forgot
cil for years to condemn them be­
fore they went up like waste paper Joey!” sobbed Lou.
"They’re spreading a net,” yelled
in a bonfire, taking their dreadful
toll of innocent lives. Alec's brow someone.
"Jump, Sonny, we’ll catch you!”
was wet with sweat.
The child, peering from the upper
“Sit down and let’s get going,”
muttered Myra irritably. "We’ve a window, stared down at the web
little private matter to attend to.” spread to receive his thin frail body.
Then the little cripple slid slowly to
She meshed gears, and the big
his knees and vanished out of sight
car shivered away from the curb
behind the window frame.
and began laboriously to pick up
“He's fainted!"
speed.
“Oh, God!” whispered Lou.
Alec
had,
however,
already
“Stop that damned fool!" shouted
snatched open the door and leaped
a policeman.
out By the time she had brought
Alec whirled. A shambling figure
the big machine to a halt which
burned the tires, Alec had picked was on the staircase weaving in his
himself up and disappeared toward tracks, but fighting his way up
that ominous coppery glow across against the ferocious heat and blind­
ing burning smoke.
the tracks.
“Father!” wailed Lou Knight.
He knew before he was within two
Alec caught her in his arms. She
blocks that his hunch had been right
The conflagration undoubtedly cen­ fought him furiously, but he held
tered in that section of Kirby Street her against his heart.
Pete Knight had reached the top
where Pete Knight had a dingy flat.
Alec began to run faster. Coving­ landing of the stairs. Flames licked
ton had a naive idea of adequate po­ out at him from the upper corridor.
lice protection. Usually there was Then suddenly he was Inside the
little need for anything elaborate in burning building.
A great sigh swept over the
that line. But in emergencies things
were likely to get beyond the ven­ crowd.
Lou hid her eyes against Alec’s
erable chief and his two men. They
were doing all they could to hold the breast. He held her tightly in an
crowd back from the danger zone. agony of pity. There was a gasp,
But that amounted to little. Alec, a tremendous cheer. People surged
already feeling the heat of the blaze forward. Pete Knight stood at the
on his face, slipped under the ropes. window of the flat. He had Joey in
The whole row of dilapidated his arms. A limp, unconscious Joey!
frame buildings was a strut of lick­ Awkwardly but gently Pete Knight,
ing, crackling flames. Alec's heart still swaying on his feet, tossed the
turned over. Quite suddenly he saw child out The web caught the thin
Lou. She was standing in a little little body. Again a sigh rose from
knot of weeping women and chil­ tightened throats.
“Jump, man! Save yourself!”
dren. All of them hugged small pos­
"Father!” screamed Lou.
sessions which they had rescued
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STÄGESCREEN RADIO SWEET POTATO
By VIRGINIA VA1.E
INSTALLMENT TWELVE—The Story So Far
Thl« is the story of an American fam­
ily tn depression years. Laura Maguire,
wife of Mike Maguire, happy-go-lucky
editor and mayor of Covington, is moth­
er of four children:
Tom. whose real estate job in the big
«tty near Covington is shot and who
separates from his wife. Mary Etta, sec­
retary to a big shot when she refuses
to give up her job to return to Coving­
ton with htm.
Alec, who. unable to get a job. runs
e
F arm
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Ritchie Graham, also a n»w«pap»rman.
(R«lraa*d by Wratvrn Newspaper Union.)
Is interested.
Banker Mays threatens to break Ms-
ENDY BARRIE und
gutr« for criticizing him.
Mike and
George Sunders were
Ritchie laugh at him. Kathleen la criti­
cal of them.
Peeved, she goes to a sort of rocked back on their
swimming party with "Hot Shot" Maya, heels recently on the set of
the banker'a son.
Ritchie saves her
from drowning when she is seized with KKO’s "A Date With the '-'al-
cramps He tells her he loves her. She con.” They were introduced I
hates him. she says.
to Michele Morgan, the »
Rut does she?
French
actress who makes her
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Pete Knight gathered his big un­
certain body together. But it tricked
him as it so often had before. He
lurched, gasped, fell back. And with
a terrible sucking roar the floor be­
neath him collapsed as the roof gave
way.
Street boys would never laugh at
Pete Knight again. He was gons
forever from the sight of men.
CHAPTER XVIII
HARVEST TIME i
Glowers Cheat '.Jack Frost’
By Digging Quickly.
By LEWIS F. WATSON
(Katantton Horticulturist,
N C. Stato C'o/fago )
Shortening days and cooler nights
screen debut here in “Joan of herald the arrival of full and har-
Paris,” and promptly ac­ ■ vest time for sweet potatoes. one
I staple in tlic diet of muny farm
knowledged the introduction
i people.
in fluent French. Then they
Potatoes keep best when they «re
went on from there. But Miss Mor­ allowed to mature before harvesting
gan shut up like a clam; not even ' and before frost kills the vines, if
a "Owl. oui" did she utter.
the vines arc killed by frost, they
Finally, when they'd about decid­ should be removed immediately
ed that their French was nil wrong, and the potatoes dug soon.
she explained that she was trying
Use a vine cutter, attached to the
so hard to be completely American
beam of the plow, when vines are
that she wasn't even thinking in
not removed before harvest. This
French'
attachment should be constructed so
■b —
| as to prevent the blade which cuts
Jahn Boles Is returning to the the vine from going deep enough to
screen in Monogram's "Boy o' Injure the potato.
Mine." Remember John? He used
One of the most important rules
to be one of the screen’s moot popu­ nt harvest time Is not to bruise the
lar singing stars. Ile s been doing | potatoes.
They should not bo
concert tours and sort of resting on thrown from one row to another.
his laurels, during his vacation from I Three rows can easily be placed
the screen.
together without throwing the pota­
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toes.
Bruised yams rot easily
Robert Preston, who recently was in storage, and dark spots caused
chosen by vote of the nation's ex­ by rough handling lower the market
hibitors as one of the top leuduig value of the crop.
men in pictures (and that's the kind
As the potatoes are removed from
of selection that counts in Holly­ the soil and piled in the heap row,
wood!» has been named by Para- they should be graded carefully All
cut or broken yams should be piled
separately from the No. Is and fed
to stock as soon as possible.
For curing and storing, a regular
storage crate has many advantages '
over the bushel tub. Besides con
serving room, the crate allows a bet-
ter circulation of air.
Potatoes should be stored and
cured in a thoroughly cleaned and
dry house immediately after har-
vesting.
Proper temperature and
moisture conditions are essential
factors in keeping the crop.
The girl in Alec's arms had not
fainted, although her alight trem­
bling body felt lifeless, as if a cord
had snapped. Even the small hands
no longer clutched him. He stared
about wildly. What on earth was
he going to do with her? The for­
lorn human huddle of which she
had been a part hovered near for a
moment and then, after a glance at
Lou’s ghastly still face slowly drift­
ed away, words sticking in locked
throats. Words were so inadequate
before the dumb tragedy of Lou's
eyes. These people were her neigh­
bors. her closest acquaintances. Yet
they too were bereft, helpless.
Adrift, without a roof or a bed on
which to stretch themselves. They
had nothing to share with her ex­
cept their inarticulate pity.
The fire having glutted itself was
dying of its own passion. There was
no longer anything to see but gaunt
blackened ruins above red coals.
Curious spectators began to drift
away. It became possible for the
police to erect ropes and have them
respected. Gently Alec took Lou
by the arm and moved down the
street. Her face was stark. But
she walked steadily along beside
Alec.
"I guess to everybody else,” she
said in a low strained voice, "he
agriculture
was just a drunken bum. But he
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never looked like that to me. And
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By
Flotarte«
C.
Weed
he was all I had.”
Alec’s eyes stung. “At least he
(Thia 11 ono of a ittlfi of lilicltl ihow-
died magnificently, Lou."
ing how form products aro finding an im
portant mar hat in industry )
Her chin lifted a little. “He wasn't
ever really bad. My—my mother
CASTOR BEANS
ROBERT PRESTON
was killed. In an automobile acci­
To make American industry less
dent. He was driving. And he adored
dependent upon foreign products,
her. He never got over it Every mount as the third member of the castor bean growing is being revived
co-starring
triumvirate
of
“
This
Gun
time he sobered up he heard her
for Hire.” The other two stars are I to supply a Aiat-drying oil for paints
screaming.”
Veronica Lake—and we're told that and enamels. It is found to be
Alec shivered, ■‘He’ll not (utter
she'll change her hair-do—and Alan a good substitute for tung oil. a
any more, Lou.”
Ladd. Ladd is a young character product of China which has been
She drew a long quivering breath. actor, of whom not much has been extensively used in the paint indus­
“Where are we going?” she asked heard as yet; he won the role with a try. Since the Japanese invasion,
suddenly.
this foreign oil Is both costly and
remarkable screen test.
difficult to get and the domestic sup­
’T'm taking you to Mother for the
♦
night.” he said gruffly.
Movie-goers will get their first ply is not being produced in large
It had come like a flare from a glimpse of the technique of the un­ quantities.
Castor bean growing Is not new
shell over no-man's land, that inspi­ derground revolt against Hitler, now
ration.
spreading through Europe, in the to this country for it thrived in .a
"Maybe she won’t want me,” said newest March of Time film, "Nor­ half dozen states around 1830 when
Lou. She flushed. “I'm just a sug- way in Revolt”; it also includes 23 oil mills were operating, most of
gin, you know.”
scenes of combined Norwegian and them located around St. Louis.
Alec winced again. Laura was a British naval raids on the coast of After the Civil war, production in-
grand sport, but even she might Norway, which resulted in the de­ . creased until Kansas glutted the
wonder at her son appearing on the struction of valuable Nazi war sup­ ! market with a boom crop of 760.143
bushels in 1879. Prices fell and in­
threshold with a girl he was not plies.
terest in the castor bean declined.
even supposed to know.
——k¡—
Last year test plots were grown
“This is Lou Knight, Mother. She
Bette Davis is "The Most Regular
lived on Kirby Street and got burned Star" on the Warner Bros, lot, ac­ i in 33 states from coast to coast, in
the South and as far north as New
out tonight And her father—”
cording to a poll conducted by the
"Yes, I know,” said Laura quick­ studio's 72 police officers. The hon­ York. New seed was imported from
Java. Brazil and India by the Na­
ly. "Mike just telephoned me."
or was awarded because of her
She had been sitting in the living thoughtfulness, cheerfulness and her tional Farm Chcmurgic council in
room alone ever since Mike had being, in general, “a regular guy.” an effort to find a new market for
the farmer.
It Included shatter­
rushed off to be of service if possi­
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resistant varieties which do not re­
ble or at least in the middle of
Those who have forgotten that
things. Her eyes traveled slowly Bob Hope started his theatrical ca­ quire a prohibitive amount of hand
from the girl's drooping figure, the reer as one-half of the hoofing team labor, since they are less likely to
run-down heels and nervous twist­ of Hope and Byrnes are going to eject their seeds as they start to
ing hands, to Alec's haggard face. be surprised when they see his song- ripen, and can be harvested in two
"You see, Mother,” said Alec, and-dance version of the Irving Ber­ or three operations.
One of the first commercial uses
"I've been taking Lou places. But lin number, “You Can't Brush Me
of
castor oil is in lacquer for lining
she hasn't anywhere to go now. So Off” in Paramount's "Louisiana
cans. in which food is preserved.
I brought her home.”
Purchase." He does a dance routine
Laura’s heart beat thickly against with a colored kid band and quartet By treating it with sulphuric acid,
her side. She could not move her that should make Rochester look to an oil is obtained which is used for
softening textiles. It is also used
tongue for a moment. Alec and this his laurels.
in
the manufacture of soap, aniline
cheap little girl! Alec had been go­
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inks, and non-brittlc tire cement.
ing around with drunken Pete
Did you know that Mickey Mouse
Knight’s daughter. Laura wondered
was 13 years old the other day?
if all mothers felt frantic at times.
Walt Disney named him Mortimer
“I like her a lot, Mother," said her
Mouse, but Mrs. Disney suggested
son in a queer rough voice.
the change to Mickey. He made his
Lou's hand jerked violently in his
debut in the cartoon comedy,
Milk cows on farms in the U. S.
and her little wistful face flooded
"Steamboat Willie," and was an in­ increased nearly three per cent be­
with burning color. Alec gave her a
stant success.
tween 1940 and 1941.
glance that cut the heart out from
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under Laura.
Everyone who enjoyed those radio
One
hen
normally
will eat about
"It’s all right,” she said. But it presentations of outstanding pictures
80 pounds of feed a year, of which
wasn’t. It was the bitterest dose
is delighted now that the Playhouse approximately one-half should be
she had ever swallowed.
is back on the air. Dramatized ver­ mash and one-half grain, in order
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sions of successful pictures are to obtain best results.
Shirley and Jaird went to the fire
heard Monday through Friday in
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in Connie Mays’ car, accompanied quarter-hour episodes. The cast is
An
inexpensive
and efficient ho­
of course by that piece of excess headed by Virginia Field, and in-
baggage, Lance Ferguson. Connie eludes Donald Briggs, who has ap- mogenizing machine for small dai­
ries, operated by a quarter-horse­
was a glutton for excitement. She
peared in many of the Dr. Kildare power motor and weighing only 137
never missed anything of that na­
and Andy Hardy pictures.
pounds, is now on the market.
ture if she got wind of it. She was
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a thin, too - vivacious girl whose
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IN INDUSTRY
Farm Notes
nerves crackled from overstimula­
tion. The destroying flames aroused
in her only a fierce exultation. That
hundreds of distressed people were
being burned out of their homes did
not impress her.
She clung to
Jaird’s arm and laughed hysterical­
ly as the block of ramshackle build­
ings, gutted by the blaze, collapsed
upon itself.
"What a show!” she cried.
Shirley shivered. In that moment
she hated Connie Mays. With a
wild savage hatred that frightened
her.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
ODDS AND ENDS—When the WU1
in New York recently Joan Fontaine
drove intert ieuert ilightly mad by in-
titling on diicuiting fithing tripi in-
Head of fathioni and picturei , . . Joe
E. Itrown hai recovered from in/uriei
euitained in that automobile accident
and hat checked in at Columbia for
“Cowboy Joe" . . . Ilitn Hayworth is
coming right along; the gelt Franchot
Tone al her leading man in ‘‘Eadie
Wat a l^idy" , . . And Alexit Smith it
doing all right loo; Warner Brot. gave
her a new contract and plant to liar her
in “lllonde Bomber” . . . Barney Google
and Snuffy Smith of the comici will
Hep into a teriei of Monogram picture».
The 1941 United States lamb crop
probably is the largest on record.
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The 1941 U. S. hay crop of 96,-
000,000 tons is expected to be the
largest harvested since 1927 and the
third largest produced in the last
30 years.
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July 1 estimates on corn in the
United States indicate a harvest of
2,548,709,000 bushels, which will be
4 per cent more tharl the 1940 crop
and 10 per cent above the average
crop in the period 1930-39.
When baking cutulicd sweet po­
tatoes turn them frequently to per­
mit even browning.
• • •
To remove fresh fruit stains
from table linen, stretch tho
stained part over u bowl and pour
boiling water over it.
• • • .
A damp cloth placed around a
heud of lettuce will keep it fresh
und crisp.
• • •
A coat of furniture polish on in­
terior window ailla tnukes their
cleaning easier.
s •
If the beaten eggs are mixed
with milk that is slightly warm
when making custurds the cus-
lard will not be watery.
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Meats cooked at low tempera­
tures not only suve fuel, but they
are not overcooked, and for that
reason are tender and juicy.
ess
Canned foods that spoil should be
buried with one tablcspoonful of
lye to cuch quart to keep animala
away from it.
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