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She stooped, entered the house,
sat upon a mat on the pebble floor,
her back against one , of the posts In
the circle that upheld the eaves.
Burke hurried away. The brown
used to do. Show them how to
mesaure and prepare this simple
recipe which makes two pans of
pure, delicious candy, and' keeps
them interested, too:
2 cups granulated sugar (beet or
cane), a pinch of salt, 2 tablespoons
corn syrup, water to re.oisten. Let
come to a boil; add 1-4 teaspoon
soda, 2 tablespoons sharp vinegar
and a big lump of butter. Cook
until a firm ball forms In cold wa
ter; I'avor- ar d PULL
Three Shortening for Cake.
Many modern recipes give us the
alternative of using either tuiter,
margarine or whipped cream in
makii'g cakes. , When margarine is
used fur shortening, a little less is
required, for it contains leas water
and more fat than butter. One and
a half cups of whipped cream equal
a half cup of butter for use in
Keeps Cut Ham Fresh
In slicing from a large ham, rub
the cut side and bone with salt
This will k-.-ep the ham wholesome.
the little boat had whispered softly
the word "yea" "But stay right
where you are. Jack," she said has
tily, "If you try to kiss me you'll
upset the boat"
"How do you know!" hoarsely
demanded Jack, a horrible suspi
cion already taken possession of
men were crowding into the op
posite side of the hut They drop
ped to stare, cross legged, knee to
knee, silent or whispering, those be
hind craning to look
Martin came to take up the
(Continued next week.)
The lamp goes out every night
but doesn't smoke nor drink a drop.
Who would want to be a lamp?
STANLEY R. OSBORN
He: "I haven't the cheek to kiss
She: "Use mine."
BY HENRY JAY LEE
CHAR.LK8 8CSJBNBRS SONS
The young woman in the stern of
HEPPNER, GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, MAY 3, 1928.
WHAT KAFFBBTED BSPOBB
Palmyra Tree, aboard the yacht Rain
bow, discovers a stowaway. She is dis
appointed In his mild appearance and
tells him so. Obeying his command to
glance at the door, she sees a huge,
fierce, copper-hutd man with a ten inch
knife between his lips. The stowaway,
Burke, and the - brown man, Olive, go
up en deck and tell stories of adventure
which are not believed.
Palmyra decides she loves Van. The
night the engagement Is announced the
Rainbow hits a reef. John Thurston
rescuos both ' Van and Palmyra but
Palmyra thinks Van saved her.
A sail is sighted after three days on
an Island. It Is Ponape Burke, the stow
away! Burko abducts Palmyra Burke
has to put her ashore on an Island, as a
Japanese man-of-war is Bighted and It
would be dangerous to have her aboard.
Olive swims to the island and Joins
Palmyra. She is in fear of the brown
man. Now read on
Olive and Palmyra swim to another
Island, from which Palmyra secretly
sends a note for aid. Burke's ship ap
proaches the island.
Palmyra and Olive sail In a canoe,
evading both Ponape'a ship and the
Japanese Gunboat Okayama, which has
her friends on it. Olive risks his life
to get water for Palmyra.
Ponape Burke makes desperate pur
suit of Olive and Palmyra, even open
ing fire on them.
Olive proves a friend. He brings Pal
myra hack among her people on an
island. But there she soon falls Into
the hands of Burke's accomplices, and
Thurston and Van are seeking her. Now
Thurston thrust Van aside Impa
tlpntiv. "The Pueliko. vou sav?" he
demanded of the man Martin.
Across the road a horse stood
saddled. Thurston ran to It, jerked
the reins free, Jumped Into the sad
dle. The girl's father returning at this
moment, came running up..
"Rouse the beach," cried Thurs
ton. "You, Van the gunboat. Mar
tinthe police. Tree you to the
mission. I'm for the Pueliko."
He whirled his horse.
1 "Walt, wait, Thurston," Implored
the father. "Here, take my revol
ver." "Rouse the beach and follow,"
came the answer, above the ring of
For a moment the three stood,
petrified, staring after him. Then
they ran, In different directions, to
carry out his orders.
Scarcely had they gone than two
native men burst from the narrow
footway and crossed to the thatch.
A few seconds later, with the old
women, they had hashed Palmyra
over the road and Into the lane be-
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salt-water marsh, where there were
no eyes to see save those of the
crabs that ran back and forth
across the slime.
Van Buren Rutger ran down the
wharf, Jumped Into Thurston's boat
and was pulled to the Okayama. .
Commander Sakamoto turned, to
Van. "But my dear Mister," he
said, "Bomoslng is wrong. How
can O-Iee-vay have taken the young
lady1 when O-lee-vay Is locked up
here safe aboard? But he sat-slfy
me he is only afraid for young lady.
He means good. So I let him go,
unless you ..."
Van was aghast. "Absolutely no!"
Sakamoto shrugged. "As you
say," he conceded.
He gave an order and shortly the
brown man appeared on deck.
Olive must have divined on
whose demand he was held.
At sight of him Van's animosity
flamed up. The white man sprang
forward. "What have you done with
her?" he demanded. Then, turning
to the Interpreter: "What has he
done with her?"
Olive seemed at a loss.
He shot forth a question, receiv
ed his answer, burst into a flood of
"He say," repeated the Interpre
ter, "he say turn him loose. He
savvy too much. Go look see. Find
girl dam' too much quick."
The Japanese turned questlonlng
ly to Van.
"No!" cried the white man pas
The officer shrugged again.
If Palmyra herself had been
there, she would have marvelled
that Van could remain blind to the
sincerity of Olive's purpose. ,
A3 for tho Islander, he must have
adjudged the situation hopeless.
With a Una look of dumb pleading,
he whirled, ducked past his un
ready guards and the clutching fin
gers of the others, and sprang over
the starboard rail, foot iirst Into the
As Olive struck the brine Saka
moto leaped for the gangway and
into his cutter, which happened to
Olive made a judicious feint, div
ed Jiajk -under the vicious thrust of
the port oars, and splashed ashore.
The sailors floundered close In
Inland, the main road from the
beach was crowding In against the
river. Soon the fugitive mst cross
one or the other In the open. He
would be seen. He would be caught
But . . .
Olive did not cross the road. He
did not cross the river. Nor was
he caught Merely he disappear
ed. He had lain all the while, in the
river, down among the crowding
water plants, only his nose up for
' Normally the water, clear as dew,
would have revealed him. But rain
In the mountains, tropically .copious,
had raised tho stream ol of Its
banks, stained . It earthly brown,
dotted Its surface with moving leaf
Meanwhile, John Thurston, put
ting his horse to a run, had soon
neared the Pueliko Rocks.
A shoulder of basalt blocked the
view ahead. He clambered up, had
almost reached the top. Then,
stortllngly, the whistle of a bjillet
Thurston ducked behind a rock.
"Meaning me?" be questioned.
He raised his head cautiously.
Bang! A leaf cluster came flutter
ing, like a wounded bird, to his
Across the road opposite, a great
alo tree dominated the bush behind
It From among Its many trunks a
wisp of white smoke had floated
John, In his effort to locate the
enomy, risked standing up. A third
bullet flattened itself against the
"Seems they are here, after all,"
Regaining his horse he had gal
loped hack to the road, with this
turning movement In view, when he
encountered the girl's father and
seven , other men. These were an
advance guard. Sailors front the
gunboat were following in to scour
"The lava caves," the father cried
excitedly. "High In the mountains
Thurston, inland of here. Unex
plored, inaccessible; a terrible hid
ing place. My God, John, we've
got to head 'em off from the caves."
Tnurston told of the shooting.
Thurston found what he sought
Native 'men almost never wore
shoes; then only .shoes of cloth and
rubber. But here, in the damp
mould, someone had ascended to
ward the alo tree, descended wear
Thurston examined the prints at
length. Then, "If I'm any sort of
Indian at all," he commented, "this,
was Ponape Burke."
For a distance Thurston was able
to ride. - Then lava, clean washed,
a stream, and three paths intersect
ing at the water.
It was well for Palmyra that she
could not know what difficulties her
lover had now to meet
The bed of this stream, cast solid
In one piece from nature's, furnace,
would have provided a test for the
North 'Woods skill of any man.
And in addition, Ponape Burke If
It were he had taken pains to
leave mo mark.
Later, he found footprints again
shod and bare. Ahead large trees
told of dry land.
Thurston advanced stealthily, ri
fle ready. The elevation took on an
unusual form. He recognized it
to his surprise, as an artificial Is
land; one of these ruined fortresses
or tombs built by prehistoric con
querors on such islands as Kusaie
Could the girl be imprisoned
Opposite, th;re rote a rweity-foot
wall of basaltic columnar blocks.
But it was not at this wall that
John Thurston looked.
Lying under It In wiiat had been
either the canal by which these
long stones were floated in, or a
dock for the praus or junks of the
conquerors, Ws the "ehnoner Lupe-a-Noa.
When Palmyra's captors hurried
her Into the footway they did not
long continue In the dangerous di
rection of the Pueliko. Shortly they
turned into a path that branched
out among the mangroves. This
path would bring them circuitously
back to 'the sci at a point just out
side the harbor entrance.
As the two men urged her along
she knew that she must soon con
front Ponape Burke. Yet It was
with a gasp that, at a turning, she
saw the leaf wall move and the
man's face come leering out
"Well, Palmie," lie tittered, "I
come back "get my kiss."
Her guards now for the first time
releasing her hands, the girl snatch
ed forth hei pistol and levelled it at
When your appetite
craves something dif
ferent, eat shell fish.
may be had any time.
You may buy
them in bulk.
ED CHINN, Prop
He was dressed, absurdly, in the
gala attire f iht Rainbow, ever to
the cane. She had not ordered,
"Hands up!" be he had obeyed that
formula, stood thus grinning at her.
Now, however, so suddenly she
could not pull the trigger, he
brought the flexible stick down on
her hand. The Angers, paralyzed,
dropped the weapon.
An ugly light flashed Into his eyes.
"I ain't a-taking no chances this
time," he explained.
As they moved forward again
Ponape Burke became Informative.
Had been lying low there waiting
an opportunity. This village was e.
good sort: not like the rest of the
island so dam' pious a kanaka
wasn't supposed even to smoke.
And from the point, a man could
watch the Okayama at anchor or
get away, quickly and unseen, to
the hidden Lupe-a-Noa.
The one obstacle had been Olive.
But they had discovered Van's anti
pathy; planned to get the islander
out of the way through him. Gra
tuitously, Van had acted of his own
For this work the man Martin
had been useful, beihg new to the
At the sea front the native men
lifted Palmyra and Ponape Burke
and waded with them through the
thigh-deep water to the islet
At the end of the islet furthest
from shore, Ponape Burke ordered
his prisoner into the last thatch.
She hesitated, gave the natives one
despai.-ing glance. She hated them
for their curiosity, their complaisance.
1 1 mm
by Nancy Hart
When putting away the woolens,
let us not forget that modern sci
ence teaches us several interesting
things about moths.
First, that contrary to old beliefs
FLYING MOTHS DO NOT EAT
WOOL. It Is the tiny worms hatch
ed from their eggs that do the dam
age. Killing flying moths, then doesn't
guarantee protection, for invari
ably, when seen flying, they have
already deposited the eggs on
woolens somewhere about the
Moth balls, cedar chests and oth
er "smelly" compounds have no
effect on tha hatching of moth
eggs. So the only sure way to com
bat them is to mothproof fabrics
This may be done by Immersion
in gasoline; by spraying with an
odorless, colorless moth-proofing
solution, or by washing in water
containing an odorless moth-proofing
powder that gives the same re
sult This treatment makes fabrics
so distasteful to moth worms that
they will starve rather than feed
x "Making Their Own"
Now and then let the children
make their own candy like we
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