Southern Oregon miner., January 30, 1947, Image 8

S outhern Oregon News Review, Thursday, Jan u a ry 30, 1947
NEEDLEWORK PATTERNS
LUST LOVER
BY
Tw en ty-five year« have elapsed »luce
the disappearance of R ich ard M c F a r ­
lan e In W orld W ar 1 and hi« will-.
J u lia . 1« beset w ith fresh w orries as the
ch ildren she has raised w ith the aid
of her fa th e r-in -la w , John I. M c F a rla n e ,
become Involved In W orld W a r 11. R ic.
17, has "washed out” In the a ir corp»
w hile J ill, SS, fall» In love w ith Spang
Gordon, a young lieutenan t. Ju lia con
fide« her trou ble* to D ave Patterson,
an old fa m ily frien d who has alw ays
secretly loved her J ill and Spang go
to a dance and J ill discovers she Is
In love hut Is nettled when Spang ap ­
parently doesn't retu rn her feeling. She
acts gay. however, to conceal her own
love from him .
CHAPTER V
Pretty Crocheted Hood [or Tots
Doilies in Popular Swirl Motif
TftMto «
Then abruptly Spang cleared his
throat. "I’ve got something to tell
your mother." he said, "and I'm
worried whether I should tell her or
not. Maybe you'll know what I
should do."
"You mean — something about
me?"
He broke off a head of goldenrod
and examined the small sulphur-
colored blossoms minutely. "No,
not about you. You suit me fine.
I’ve had a grand time, and I hope
you'll let me come back again. It
I'm not shipped out. No, it's about
Ric.”
"I suppose he's in some sort of
trouble? That happens.” she said
stiffly.
"Ric and I were pretty good
friends at college,” Spang went on.
"We lived in the same house, and
though I finished two years before
he did, we wrote now and then and
kept in touch. Then this war came
along, and I got in early and got
my commission, and of course Ric
was an enlisted man. so that com­
plicated things. But I’ve managed
to see him occasionally.”
“And you don't like what he’s do­
ing? Is he ducking out of things,
breaking regulations, that sort of
thing?”
"I don’t know about his service
record. I haven't any contact in that
direction. But the last time we were
in town I saw him with a woman.
They were both drinking, and
though Ric wasn’t tight, exactly, he
was talking too loud. He wanted
me to meet her.”
"Did he salaam properly before
the shoulder-bars and the beautiful
whip-cord breeches?” Jill spoke
more bitterly than she knew be­
cause her heart was hurting from
disappointment.
Spang laid the gold-spangled leaf
on top of her head. "Don’t be nasty,
Julia's face changed, paled and
gaL Can I help it if this army is grew taut. "What a ridiculous sug­
all stiffened up with military cour­ gestion," she said stiffly.
tesy and stuff? I still like Ric.
That’s why I didn’t like what I was ful eyelids? "When I find it I'll
seeing. She's older than he is, she's get it—some way, some time!”
been divorced, her first husband
"Desperate, eh?” Spang laughed
was an officer who got kicked down­ a little. But the laugh was shaken,
stairs after Pearl Harbor. She’s liv­ and so was the pressure of his hand
ing there in the hotel, and a ser­ on her elbow uncertain. "Your eyes
geant I know pretty well told me don’t give you away as a desperate
that Ric was seeing a lot of her. female, at all.”
She's a handsome wench, one of
"How do they look? Inane, I
those silver blondes with nice skin suppose?”
and a helpless look—you know the
“Oh, sort of sweet—and melting.
type. I have a feeling your mother I think you’ll find ways to get what
wouldn’t like it, but still I hate to you want without any fight.”
say anything.”
So her eyes were melting! But
"But surely Ric couldn’t get se­ they were melting, they were prac­
rious about a woman like that?”
tically dissolving, and if she talked
"I don’t know—”
any more she’d be crying like a
fool, because she was in love and
Ric Provides a
men were so unbearably stupid!
She said coolly, ’T’ve trained my
New Worry
eyes to lie very politely. Let’s hur­
“You do know, Spang, more than ry, shall we? I smell the roast, and
you’re telling me! I don’t have to Mamie gets peevish if dinner waits
be protected from the truth, even on Sunday. She belongs to the Holi­
if it isn’t pleasant.”
ness Church and they have serv­
"No, I really don’t know anything ices in the afternoon.”
definite, Jill. I'm just worried,
After that the day wore on, her
that’s all, and since I’ve met your grandfather telling over again in­
mother and seen the sort of home terminably the story of how Buz­
Ric has, it bothers me. It may be zard’s Hill had been a military hos­
just another episode. Ric had a few pital in the Civil war, Julia trying
when we were together.”
to efface herself and maneuver John
"The trouble is,” Jill said, “Moth­ I. away so that Jill and Spang could
er spoiled Ric terribly. My father be alone. Sweet of Dooley, Jill
didn't come back, and I think she thought, but all quite useless. Spang
needed somebody to lavish all that wasn’t in love with her. How could
love upon, somebody to keep her he be and keep so carefully silent
heart from breaking. I was just a about it?
good egg, somebody she could talk
Thank heaven, when she put
to, but Ric got her deep affection. him on the bus at dusk, she hadn’t
And anything he does that’s off­ let herself go, hadn’t been careless
color would hurt her frightfully. I’d enough to let him see how utterly
hate to tell her. I'll decide whether lost she was!
I ought to, after you’re gone. You
He had held both her hands when
couldn’t do anything about it any­ he said good-by, and she had prom­
way, could you?"
ised to come down to the field again
“No, I couldn’t do anything about as soon as she could, and then he
it. Ric’s a m'an, he’d resent any had given her a gay little salute
interference from me. He’d have and climbed aboard and been
a right to resent it. Of course he rushed away out of her sight.
may be shipped out, and that will
put an end to the affair.”
A Talk Between
“Then it is an affair?”
"Jill, I’ve told you all I know. Julia and Jill
I've heard her discussed in various
The heat settled, drowsy and en­
places and heard the things other ervating as it pressed upon the
men say about her, that’s all. I’ve world in August, and Jill grew a
heard men speak of her when they little wan.
were talking without inhibitions.
She tried gallantly to fit herself
And Ric is pretty young—”
into the quiet life of Buzzard’s Hill.
"Twenty-seven isn’t so young. She pretended an excited interest in
He’s old enough to have a little the new pigs, though privately she
sense,” Jill said angrily.
thought the wriggling, hairless little
They walked down the lane, say­ things revolting, and thought what
ing little after that.
an amazing thing mother-love must
He isn’t going to say anything, be, that it could believe any new
maybe he doesn’t care at all, Jill creation lovely.
was thinking, with the painful knot
She even put in a warm morning
made of anger and tears growing digging in the garden that was go­
hard and tight in her throat.
ing sadly to weeds since Foster's
Spang talked of the future, pres­ son had gone oft to the army. At
ently, but of a future in which she noon she went back to the house,
had no part—or any other woman, soaked in perspiration, a good man­
if that could be called a comfort icure a sad ruin, and every mus­
He said, "A month from now I’ll cle screaming weariness rrom the
be looking back on this week-end, unaccustomed activity. After that
c
strenuous adventure she took a hot
shower and (lung herself on the bed,
too utterly tired to go down to
lunch.
Julia found her there and looked
at her shrewdly. "You're taking
this the hard way. Jill. I’ve brought
Provides Protection
you some fold milk. Drink it and go
to sleep. You're being very gallant,
Against
Winter Kill
but try to be reasonable about it.”
How 45 per cent superphosphate
"I have to do something. Dooley.
Life has to be for something or drilled with alfalfa seed at the rate
about something. Mine isn’t. It’s of 100 pounds per acre not only stim­
just a purposeless existence, just ulates growth of the seedlings but
using up days. And there are so
many of them, and they’re so long!”
Julia dropped into a chair. She
wore her heavy jeans, and she was
warm and weary, too. "I know.
You haven't had to learn yet how
long years can be. Jill. 1 hope you
never will.”
"How did you bear it, Dooley,
that last war? You aren't changed,
you aren't old. You haven’t any lines
in your face."
"I had two children to take core
of. And I had hope."
"And I,” Jill said sadly, over the
rim of the glass, "haven't anything
at all!”
"It turned out that way. did it? I
didn't want to ask any questions.”
Unfertilised strip, left upper photo,
"It turned out that I fell in love ndieates sparse growth. Right the
so deeply I was practically shame­ fertilized pateh. Photo taken In
less about it. And to all appear­ October. Lower photo shows the re­
ances. Spang didn't. He liked my sult of winter to the unfertilized strip
eyes, he thought you were a hand­ in eenter, com pared to fertilized on
T o o b ta in r o in p I H r c ro c h e tin g in « tru c -
Ilon a fo r th e P in w h e e l D o ily ( P a tt e r n N o.
some woman, he said he had a good both sides.
51901 and th e W h ir lin g M e te o r D o lly
time, and then he talked about the
( P a tte rn No. 5 M 6 L »end 20 c e n t» In c o in
fo r
EACH
PATTERN
o rd e re d
Your
job he had to do and hoped he’d see also gives marked protection against
N a m e . A d d re s s and P a tte r n N u m b e r.
me again. If that's love. Dooley, winter-killing was described by Prof.
D ue to on u n u s u a lly la rg e d e m a n d a n d
5 3 1 7
H. E. Myers, agronomist at Kansas
what kind is it?”
c u r r e n t c o n d itio n s , s lig h tly m o re tim e is
State college.
re q u ire d In f illin g o rd e rs fo r a fe w o f th e
“Perhaps the bravest kind of all.
m o s t p o p u la r p a tte rn s .
Jill, The kind a man keeps to him­ The beneficial effects of the fer­
Send your order to:
tilizer
treatment
are
illustrated
in
Snug-Fitting
Hood
self because he knows he has noth­ the accompanying photographs tak­
I ) HIGHT red and white wool fash-
ing to offer a woman, nothing but en in an alfalfa field in Kansas.
S E W IN G C IH ( 1 E N E E D ! E W O K K
; - \ i .» m « i i i BI
1 1 1 i ram isi '» Calif»
ions this pretty snug-fitting
uncertainty and dread and grief.” , The alfalfa was seeded August 15
E n clo se 20 ce n ts fo r p a tte rn .
hood
th
at's
easy
to
crochet
and
in­
Even those are better than noth- and 16. The fertilizer was placed in
N o _________________
ing at all! You wouldn't know. Doo- the same row with the seed. The expensive, too. Use red or any
N am e
ley, how awful nothing can be. i last two rounds were drilled without other gay color wool for the one
piece hood section—use white for
A d d re ss
Emptiness! Time going on. Oh. I fertilizer.
know I m talking like an idiot. I As shown above, there is an almost tHe edgings on the face-framing
told you I hadn t any shame at all. complete absence of plants in the ruffle. White satin ribbon tics at j
neck.
Dooley, I want to go down to the field center unfertilized strip as the re­ the back of the
• • •
pretty soon. I want some new suit of winter-killing. The crowns of T o o b ta in c o m p le te c ro c h e tin g In s tru c - I
knockout clothes and one of the unfertilized plants were about tlo n s lo r tin - H u ltlc d H ood (P a tte r n N o.
those feather hair cuts and to have j three inches above the soil surface 531?i. send 20 c e n ts In c o in . Y o u r N a m e .
my eyebrows touched up. Why did by spring. The fertilized plants re- A d d re s s a n d P a tte r n N u m b e r.
Swirl Dollies
I have to get these ferocious mained in place, thrifty and undam­
brows, Dooley, when yours are so aged.
Y ’OU'LL like to m ake these ex- No Cooking. N u E iu ij . Saves Dollars.
delicate?
You’re a McFarlane,
* qulste swirl doilies — they're
T o get th e moat aurpri.-nng re lie f
too.”
pleasing and restful to the eye and fro m coughs duo to colds, you cun
p repare a m edicine, rig h t In
provide fascinating crochet con­ • y B o a u l r ly own
"There were dark McFarlanes
Strength
of
Wood
kitch en, lt 'a v e ry easy— a
trast
in
the
stitches.
The
pinwheel
and red McFarlanes. I got a little
child could do It — needs no cooking,
a t top m easures 17 inches, the low­ and tastes so good th a t c h ild re n ta k e
from both strains. Your father
It w illin g ly . H u t yo u 'll say it's hard
"I have always compared a weld er one is 15 inches across.
was almost a blond. His eyes were
to l*>ut fo r q u ic k results.
blue.”
with that of a tree because of its
F irs t, m ake u sy ru p by s tirrin g 2
“Blue eyes would be horrible with substantial and mutual characters
cups of g ra n u la te d su g ar a n il one cup
33B9I
o
f
w a te r u few m om ents, u n til dis­
my hair. I could see Ric if I went
solved. O r you can use corn sy ru p
down to the field. Dooley. That is, j
o r liquid honey. Instead o f su g a r
if he isn’t shipped out somewhere.
syru p. G et 2',« ounces o f P ln e x fro m
He won’t get a furlough, you know,
a n y dru gg ist, und p o u r It In to a p in t
bottle. F ill up w ith y o u r syru p. T h ia
for ages."
gives you a fu ll p in t o f re a lly splen­
"Do you think you really want to
did cough sy ru p — abo ut fo u r tim es
go, Jill? You know there is such a ,
If wax paper sticks together put ns m uch fo r y o u r m oney. I t n ever
spoils,
and lasts a long tim e.
thing as being too eager.”
it in the refrigerator for a few
A n d It gives q uick relief. I t a rts
m inutes and it will loosen.
“Oh, Dooley, they buried all that
In th re e w ays— loosens the phlegm ,
—•—
stuff with Augusta J. Evans! A
soothes th e Irrita te d m em branes, und
Throw an old potato sack or two helps c le a r th e a ir passages.
nice girl would stick quietly at home :
P lnex Is a speclul com pound o f
in the car trunk. Excellent to place
to be wooed and won, but try stick-1
Ingredients, In concentrated
under the rea r wheels when stuck proven
ing and see what it gets you, how;
form , well k n o w n fo r quick action
on
an
icy
spot.
beautifully you're stuck! I have to
In coughs und bronchial Irrita tio n s .
—• —
M on ey refunded If |t doesn't pleas«
see Spang again before they send
Fare, body and root are impor-
you
In e v e ry w ay.
Slip all tattered and worn? If
him off to Africa or some other ,ant in e,e‘ tr,c welding. Drawing-
the
skirt
is
still
good,
cut
off
the
hideous spot, or I’ll curl up and die! courtesy Lincoln Electric Co.
And I haven't an inhibition in the tics." says Frank J. Balistreri. Mil­ top part and use the bottom as a
petticoat with an elastic sewn in.
world, but I do have sense. Nobody waukee, Wis.
—•—
knows what a fool I am but you,
The strength of the weld (elec­
Potatoes
boiled
in their jackets
Dooley. You’ve been through this tric arc welding) is started from
waiting business. You know how II the root; it is the foundation of the hold twice as much vtam in C and
three tm es as, much vitam in BI
hurts.”
weld.
W °n’ P In your ’’40’s"! Does thia
as baked potatoes contain.
functional middle-age' period pecul-
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nJ.m
LWon" ’n rBUB" v° u u> *" t7 rr hot
Jill Offers
•
nervou». hlghatrung. weak.
Grease two or three inches up
Harvest Connecticut's
ìlt.r Ì d eelP lK.*, f T h ,n do try L y d ia R
A Suggestion
L i i * ? ' “ " 1 * . v ’,'0 'u b le C om po un d to
the inside of the pot in which you
‘ y n il’ toms I t i /a m o u t
Big Annual Rock Crop are boiling rice, noodles or spa­ in fo r r .h th is . Buch
"Yes, I know.” Julia took the
purpose I
« i n ^ r n »,ri KUlB£ly, r p ‘ nkh» m » Com­
empty glass, pushed Jill’s damp
A machine that will harvest the ghetti, and the w ater won’t boil
pound helps build up resistance
hair back and patted her casually, j Connecticut farmer's biggest and over.
against such distress Thousands have
reported
benefit! Also a very effect?;;
—
•
—
“By the way. Dave just telephoned, i most productive crop recently was
Use an ordinary kitchen fork to 4 stomachic tonic. Worth tryin g '
He has bought a new saddle mare, demonstrated under supervision of
and he thought you might like to try University of Connecticut.
tighten springs in wndow shades.
com V ounb
her out Sunday. He’s going to bring The crop—stones—will be picked
her over.”
up by the new tractor driven stone
“Did you enlist Dave to divert my
mind, Dooley? Don’t you know that
I bore Dave stiff?"
"Please give me credit for a little
sense, Jill. I haven’t discussed your
personal affairs with Dave. And I
don’t like riding. I can’t risk be­
ing.lame and stiff, with all I have
to do here.”
“Why don’t you fall in love with
Dave?” she asked abruptly. “It
would simplify everything.”
Julia’s face changed, paled and
grew taut. "What a ridiculous sug­
gestion!” she said stiffly.
"What’s ridiculous about It?
It Is not recom m ended that farm ­
Dave’s been in love with you for ers try to build a stonepickrr ac-
centuries—don’t tell me you didn’t i cording to the artist’s idea
know it! You must be blind. Even!
Grandfather suspects it. I observe
machine. Equipped with a
his sly look whenever Dave comes hydraulic lift, this machine will
around. He likes Dave, he'd be ter­ gather stones of any size.
ribly pleased, I think.”
The machine will be a revelation
Julia's frozen expression did not to gardeners and farmers with ach­
change except that pain crept into ing backs. It is also possible that
her face, darkening her eyes, mak­ the artist's drawing will be a revela­
ing her mouth a wan line. “Dave tion to the manufacturer of the stone
is a gentleman,” she said, evenly. picker.
“He would not fall in love with an­
other man’s wife.” .
DDT Spray Readily
Jill puckered her brows. “But,
Removed From Fruit
Dooley—twenty-five years! Just be­
cause Grandfather couldn’t find an,
DDT residue on apples and pears
grave when he went over there— do not present a serious difficulty
maybe my father is the Unknown according to research results re-
Soldier. When you took us to Wash- ported by Dr. J. E. Hoskins, Uni-
ington I pretended that he was ly- versity of California. Any excess
ing there. I felt beautiful about it. residue can be reduced readily to
It could be true, you know."
below tolerance allowed by wash-
"We won’t talk about it any ing the fruit with detergents,
more,” said Julia, severely. "And The tolerance as provisionally set
please put ideas like that out cy by the government is seven parts
your head!
of DDT to one million parts of pears
or apples.
(TO BE C O N T IN U E D )
thinking of the wonderful lime I've
had—"
"And trying." Jill asked, her head
tilted a little, "to remember how
I look?”
He bent his head, and his eyes
moved over her slowly and soberly.
"I won’t have to try. Hair like
a new five-inch shell and a sassy
nose—"
"Disposition like T.N.T.," Jill
supplied, keeping to the airy mood,
"hair-trigger set. If things don't
happen when I want them to, I ex­
plode all over the place.”
"No." Spang said quietly, "you
aren't like that. When you go up
against a thing you really want, you
wait for it quietly, with considerable
determination."
“Grim. Very grim!”
"Have you found anything yet
that you really wanted and didn’t
get? Something you really wanted.
I mean—not a whim."
Jill set her teeth. Was he trying
her, trying to get past the rigid
control of her chin and her care-
Alfalfa Benefited
By Superphosphate
This Home-Mixed
Cough Relief
Is Wonderful
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