3 Paqefc SOUTHERN OREGON MINER H arry © Me CtuRt Friday, November 28, 1941 — luf. Jlun*, CltamitMA W.N.U. Serv.ce 1NSTAI.I NEXT EIGHTEEN—The Story So Laura Maguire Is wife of happy-go- lucky Mike, editor and mayor of Cov­ ington. whom banker Mays threatens to ruin for criticizing his banking meth­ ods. She is mother of tour children, hard pressed by the depression: Tom. who had separated from his wife when he decided to move from a a CHAPTER XXVIII bigger city and aha wouldn't give up her job ai secretary. Laura patched that up. however, and divorce acUon hatted. Alec, who fell tn love with Lou Knight, the town drunk's daughter, and secretly married her. Shirley, engaged to Jalrd Newsum. also out of a job. who pawns her ring e e He hadn't even kissed her. And six weeks ago Hot Shot Mays would not have believed that possible. "Have you told your folks about us yet?” he now demanded with asperity. Kathleen winced and shook her head. "You act as if you were ashamed of me or something. Hell, you're doing grand to land me and you know iL How'« for my «peaking to your father tonight?" "All right,” she said at last, "i'll tell Dad at dinner that you have something to say to him. But. odd as it seems, don’t expect him to fall on your neck. He won't Maybe everybody else in town will think I've pulled a fast one to grab you off. But Mike will hate the idea. He’s funny that way.” "He’s as funny as a hearse.” said Hot Shot Mays sourly. "But he can't go on acting the fool forever« My old man says the Clarion won't last out the summer, You aren’t kidding me. With the bread line staring him in the face your dad will heave one sigh of relief when I'm his son-in-law.” "You are mistaken.” Kathleen said icily. "My father will never lick your boots nor anyone else’s. And it won't mean a thing to him that I’m marrying money.” "But it does to his daughter?” sneered Gene Mays. "What do you think?” His hard blue eyes mocked her. "You’ll find out some day," he said. Kathleen felt a rising tide of nau­ sea. She had thought if she mar­ ried Gene Mays she need never wor­ ry about the cost of anything. But it came to her with a thud that Mrs. Eugene Mays had paid a ghast­ ly price for her limousine and her mansion and her trips abroad. She hadn't had to make over last year's Mr. Eygene Mays, his pompous face apoplectic with rage, stumbled through the outer office and slammed the door behind him. Mike stood in the doorway, grinning, "The old so-and-so," he cried blithely. "Have I got him worried or have I got him worried?” "If you ask me,” laughed Ritchie, "he’s on the ropes. "Though he may drag me down with him," admitted Mike ruefully. He and Ritchie strolled arm in arm into the inner office. Two of a kind. Kathleen thought Impracti­ cal idealists with a gay, almost flip­ pant disregard for consequences, and thoroughly charming with it aU. "You think it’s heroic to fling Mr. Mays’ money back into his face." she told Mike in a thick jerky voice. "You think it's noble to bankrupt yourself in favor of a town full of people who show their gratitude by refusing to buy your paper or adver­ tise in it. You are all puffed up be­ cause you can't be bribed or scared off. But has it ever occurred to you who really foots the bill while you do your Don Quixote stuff?" Mike went quite white, But Kath- leen could not stop. "It's mother who bears the brunt who has borne it for years,' ,” she said furiously, "It doesn't bother you If we haven't any money or a decent house to live in or if the car’s falling to pieces under us and there aren't glasses enough to go around. You’d just as soon be penni­ less as not You'd probably get a kick out of begging on the street corner with a tin cup. But Moth­ er—” Kathleen's voice broke. "Do you realize she's putting up 60 jars of watermelon preserves today in this heat to get money toward the taxes? And she hasn’t had a new dresa in two years. She grew up with the best people in this town but she can't run around with them any more because she can’t afford to. And it isn’t fair. It isn't fair!” Mike did not speak. But suddenly he looked almost old and his blue eyes stared at her with something stricken back of them. Kathleen realized abruptly that it was her father to whom she had been speak­ ing. The father she had always adored. And her heart almost broke at the look in his face. But the bit­ terness had been accumulating in­ side her for months. She could not bite back the words, although they were such dreadful wounding things, the angry words she spat at Mike. “I thought you were swell,” she ended with a sob, "and I guess you are, but it's at her expense. I used to take it for granted she was happy. But she isn't. She's been short­ changed. By life and love or the brain storm that passes for love. And it makes me sick. Thank God, I'll never make the same mistake!” She whirled on her heel and walked out of the room. At her desk she dropped into her chair and stared blindly at her note pad. And she quivered with the agony of what “You act as if you were ashamed she had done. of me.” Ritchie stood beside her. He was very white. “How could you?” he evening dresses nor had she been compelled to patch the living room asked. She flung out her hands in a goad­ curtains, But she had lived with tarnished standards and bedraggled ed gesture. "Do you think I liked telling him illusions, Her children had grown those things? My daddy!” She up in an atmosphere that belittled sobbed once and then her face hard­ integrity and made a mock of hon­ ened. "I don’t care what you think. or. No wonder her daughter had Despise me if you like. It doesn’t no shame. And her son’s strongest attribute was cruelty. They had matter.” His long, slender fingers gripped seen their mother humiliated from her shoulders till she flinched at his their cradles. They had lived in­ fierceness. timately with luxury purchased by "We do matter to each other, their mother's acquiescence in their fAthleen. Whether we want it that father’s degeneracy. Way or not We can’t escape it. I At least Laura had never known live you. And you love me.” that particular hell. J "If you still think I’m in love with She had drudged and economized j ou—” she cried in a choked voice and employed every ingenious arti­ i nd picked up her telephone. fice to manage on Mike’s erratic She was several minutes securing earnings. But corruption had not i ter connection. "Gene, this is Kath- brushed her or hers. Kathleen een,” she cried into the receiver. thought of her father. A quixotic ‘‘You know that little matter you’ve egoist perhaps, but clean. As clean teen trying to get me to consider? as a fierce wind from the poles. Mike ll’ve made up my mind at last. Sure­ had not swaddled his wife in sables. ly you’ve won out. I’m telling you. But neither had he taught her chil­ I’ll marry you. Whenever you say. dren to sneer at her. Certainly I’ll have lunch with you to celebrate. Until then, all of the best, CHAPTER XXIX dear heart” "I’ve got to go back to the office,” rose abruptly. "You Kathleen and Hot Shot Mays had Kathleen been engaged for a week. And a lot shouldn’t have enticed me away in of good it had done him, he reflect­ the middle of the morning. At least ed as he stared at her with morose while I’m on the payroll I can eyes over tall frosted glasses of fruit make a pretense of earning the old salary check.” punch in Henderson's drug store. "Six weeks from now,” said Hot Kathleen had promised to marry him. But she never had been more Shot Mays, "and the Clarion payroll exasperating. She had refused to will have gone up in smoke.” Kathleen’s slim hands locked. wear his diamond. Although he had selected a handsome two-carat stone “And that will tickle you and your impressively set in platinum. She father to pieces.” “We won’t shed any tears," ad­ said it would be time enough for that after their engagement had been mitted Hot Shot Mays. Kathleen stared into his compla­ formally announced. She insisted he could name the day and she would cent eyes and her throat tightened be there with the orange blossoms under a revulsion of feeling that and a yard or two of bride’s veil. shook her from head to foot Eu­ But if he so much as laid a Anger gene Mays and his son did not de­ on her, she turned on him like a lit­ serve to triumph over Mike. “Can you, shed tears, I mean?” tle jungle cat "You don't own me yet" «he al­ she asked in a stifled voice. “If so, turn on the faucet Because I think ways said. to help him buy a hamburger aland. Their marriage follows. Kathleen, who despite herself become« Interested tn Rltchla Graham, al«o a newspaperman. She thinks her father and he carry the light to Mays foolishly. She spurns his love Mays offers Mike a $10.000 bribe • I've been a little goofy, But I've come to. And I'm not marrying you." Hot Shot Mays gasped ai if the breath had been knocked out of him and his face mottled with a furious dark flush. "You can't do this to me, cried. "Can’t 1?“ Kathleen's lips curled. "But I have. I've been cuckoo, I think. Unbalanced by growing pains or something. But I'm over It, thank God. And I'd rather die than mar- ry you.” She turned and walked into the rickety building which housed the Covington Clarion. Hot Shot Mays Meet the Pot Roast — Juicy and Tender stood perfectly still where she had left him. his big hands clenching (See Recipes Below.) and unclenching helplessly. But Kathleen forgot him completely Savory Menis THIS WEEK'S MENU when she entered the newspaper of- Ace. Something was drastically up the personality of your •Pot Roast wrong. She knew it by the gray of meals by serving meats more often Carrots Browned Potatoes Roger Whyte's twitching face and as the weather the way Tommy South's mouth quiv­ Apple, Celery, Ruisln Salad becomes frost- ered when he looked at her and the nipped and cold­ Bread and Butter Beverage beads of sweat on old Ducky Mil­ er. Meats are sy­ Biikod Custard, Strawberry Jam ler's upper lip. nonymous with Sugar Cookies "What Is it?" «he asked, stopping • good, wholesome, •Recipe given quite still. F hearty meals be­ "Do you know where your father cause they're sat­ is?” asked Roger Whyte at last in isfying and Alling. Meat sets good Vcul Is tender and delicate and de­ a thin quaver. tone to the meal and rounds it out serves careful cooking. Breaded Veal Cutlets. Kathleen caught her breath. "Has to give you a sense of complete­ (Serves 6) something happened to my father?” ness when you've finished eating. 2 pounds veal steak, cut in 0 pieces Someone was opening the door. Meat is honest and straightfor­ Kathleen whirled. It had to be Mike. ward both in flavor and purpose. 1 egg Cornflake crumbs She couldn't endure the knife that Its abundance of vitamins and min­ 1 small onion, chopped was jabbing at her heart, But it erals really come through and give Salt and pepper wasn't Mike. It was Ritchie, and you sustaining energy. All in all 4 tablespoons lard he was very white. From a great meat contains nine out of the thir­ 1 No. 2i» can of tomatoes distance she heard Tommy South’s teen food essentials of a normal Dip pieces of meat Into the egg thin piping voice. diet: and cornflake crumbs which have “Gee, Mr. Graham, didn't you And First is protein and meat's pro­ been seasoned with salt and pepper. him?” teins are complete. They help to Ritchie shook his head. Roger build or repair body tissues which Brown In hot lard on both sides, us­ Whyte suddenly dropped into his you wear down every day and keep ing a heavy frying pan or skillet chair and covered his face with his you on good maintenance level. It Add tomatoes and chopped onion, hands. Old Ducky Miller carefully has iron the oxygen carrier, copper, cover and cook slowly for 1 hour. Variation: Make as above omit­ polished a piece of type while slow iron's partner and the builder of ting tomatoes and onion. Add 1 rusty tears ran down his withered hemoglobin. cup of sour cream after meat Is cheeks. Kathleen put out her hands Meat has phosphorus that helps browned and cook for 1 hour. Thick­ blindly. calcium in building good teeth and en Die sour cream gravy with flour "Ritchie, no one will tell me bones and helps give you energy. and water and serve. what's the matter.” Meat has fat, too. producer of more A cut which you may not have "No one knows, Kathleen. "Were energy and heat used is lamb shanks, but I assure only afraid." As tor vitamins, meat is an im­ you they are simply delicious when Tommy South began to blubber. "I'd ought to have followed him aft­ portant source of four: vitamin A. braised. They'll be a good food dol er I seen him going over those the resistance and growth vitamin; lar stretcher for you this season: thiamin (vitamin Bl) which helps insurance papers.” Brained lamb Shanks. the body translate sugars and Roger Whyte shivered. "The pre­ (Serves 6) starches into energy; riboflavin, of mium's due tomorrow and he hadn't 6 lamb shanks the cash to pay it," he said. "He which meat is the top source, that 2 tablespoons lard helps prevent nervous disorders, and told me so yesterday.” Salt and pepper Anally nicotinic acid, which prevents 1 cup celery “He called up Lawyer Isgrigs this a nervous digestive disorder known 1 cup carrots, cut fine, if desired morning and asked about the in­ as pellagra. 1 cup green beans, cut fine, if surance clause.” said Old Ducky Fortunately for economy's sake, desired Miller wiping his eyes on his inky Brown the lamb shanks in hot shirt sleeve. “That’s when he told the lower-priced cuts of meat are me he was worth more to his wife just as good for these minerals and lard. Season with salt and pepper. vitamins as the higher-priced ones. If you're using vegetables, place dead than alive.” Today's column them in the bottom of the casserole Kathleen clutched at a chair. "My gives you tricks and add a small amount of water. father has fifteen thousand dollars' and tips on how Put in the lamb shanks. Cover and worth of insurance in favor of my you can use them cook in a slow oven (300 degrees) mother,” she said in a high color­ for savory meals 2 hours. less voice. “You think he's killed and have them Kidneys are right up there among himself.” juicy, tender, and the top-notchcrs as a source for ribo­ She felt herself breaking up. Shat­ full of flavor. flavin, preventer of nervous diges­ tering into a million pieces. First call is for pot roast which you tive diseases. They're good broiled “Kathleen!” cried Ritchie and can make just as desirable as the with bacon and good also in this de­ caught her beating hands. best steaks and chops: licious savory loaf: "I said everything cruel to him that I could think of,” she whis­ pered. "I said he'd taken his fun at Mother's expense. I said he’d cheat­ ed her. I said he and love had short­ changed her between them. I was always his favorite. And now I've killed him.” Laura stood in the center of her shabby living room and held onto her dusting rag until her fingers ached. Until for weeks afterward she had only to close her eyes to feel the gritty cloth clenched in her aching hands. "I’m afraid I don't understand,” she said. You’ll have to tell me again.” “I told him he had been an ideal­ istic clown, while you bore the shock of his beau gestes,” repeated Kath­ leen In a dull voice. "I said he had never been fair to you. Never! I twitted him because you’ve had to wear shoes from the basement and trim your own hats. And I said you'd got the dirty end of the stick al­ though you never complained be­ cause you’re not the whimpering kind. I asked him if it had never occurred to him what a rotten bar­ gain you made when you refused Eu­ gene Mays to marry him. And I sneered and inquired what he thought you had got out of it, if any­ thing.” Laura’s clear cheeks were sudden­ ly scarlet. ‘‘I’ve had the only man I ever wanted. He's been mine. Body and soul. With no reservations. Never once has he failed me when I need­ ed his tenderness and his under­ standing. I’d stake my immortal soul on his integrity. He's given me my children. Each of them is stamped with his idealism. When the blackness threatens, his strong arm gathers my weakness in and strengthens it He’s the rock under my feet The breath in my nos­ trils. Sometinrss I lie beside him at night whili he sleeps and my heart almost bursts with gratitud« because God gave him to ma. (TO BE CONTINUED» •Pot Roast With Vegetables. Wipe meat with a damp cloth. Brown in hot fat and add one or two small onions sliced to meat while it is browning. Season meat with salt and pepper. Combine 'A cup catsup with 1 cup hot water and add to meat Place in a roaster or cast- iron skillet or pot, cover tightly, and allow to simmer gently 45 minutes to the pound. Add mors water if necessary. Whole carrots and onions may be added to the meat and cooked with it the last 45 minutes of the cooking period. LYNN SAYS You're going to sell nutrition to your family not just because of its virtues but by attractively gar­ nished, well-cooked food. Here's how: Whenever possible serve the vegetables with the meat, as browned potatoes, whole carrots, browned onions. These can be placed around the meat for ef- fective coloring. Radish roses with parsley brighten almost any kind of meat platter. Spinach, chopped, seasoned and mixed with white sauce can be made into nests or mounds and served around meat. Baby beets may be scooped and Ailed with green peas served around the meat or on a plat- ter by themselves. Ham can be scored in circles for a change by using a small cookie cutter and a maraschino cherry placed in each circle. Cir- cles look best if they overlap. Bananas or pineapple slices broiled make a tantalizing ac­ companiment to baked ham, roast beef or lamb chops. 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