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BIRTH R Patricia and Dan Bizzard, Find De and Tryto N By Kathleen Norri& .the.., 01Eeh... "lb.n.. .rta N-..P .tse.ad ..uw pamous steessa, HE knew how swiftlyIil deers would open to Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Smith Palmer. how seen aunts and cousins would for get everything but the milliens, and turn the machinety of their oetra elm upon some other unfortunate aspirant. And fifteen years from now, perhaps, Christine's dapghter and little Patricia Palmer would be loftily discussing the absurdlty of the Smith girls' or the Brown giris social audacities. The half-formed thought of .that visionary daughter sent a thrill through her beins, and ase her heart stop. Dan's wife-4he Mother of this stroa eager. passioate maa's children. For, of cosrs, that was her life. It mattered not where she spent it or what pain and change it brought her. The only thing that mattered now was that she should hear, all day. every day, that boyish and yet ca riously authoritative voice, and he free to advise, praise, blame an' share everything that he did. The mere bracing association with Dan had already had its eil fect upon Patricia. Dan. in his almost violent Interest in life, had somewhat vitalised her own. He had taken her, Just in this last month, to places of whose existence she had never dreamed before; once to a wrestling match, once to a mass meeting of street car strik ers, once to a city hospital where a girl her own age lay dying by her own hand. From a waitress In the little res taurant Into which they had gone aniling for a meal he had wrested the story of her life; from police men on crossings, ushers at the theater, dull-eyed boys who slouch ed forth to pump gasoline Into the ear, Patricia began confdently to expect entertainment when she was with Dan. Tonight, sitting opposite him be side the fire, as the talk had for a while dropped to silence, she had indulged in a little dream: she had seen another cabin somewhere in the woods. years from now, and a tiny girl with bright hair blown up against her father's big shoulder,' and a crib nearby, in which a dark-eyed boy was asleep. For years Patricia had thought of motherhood only with a delicate distaste; it had seemed to have no part in the intellectual beauty of her relationship with Sidney. But now, suddenly, the deeps of her being cried out for that holiest and highest Joy, for sons and daughters-not one, not two, but a whole nurseryful of little bob bing heads and little imperative voices, phildren into whose lives she and Dan might pour some of the overflowing richness of their own. If he had shared her dream. he gave, her o sign. For he had sprung to his feet abruptly, and had said: "Well, IIl go into the kitchen, and when ynu're comfortable, call mel Don't hurry, for rve got tb bring up enough wood for the whole night." IN A ?HINWg3 RORE. Patricia, wrapped in a Chinese robe, had opened the kitchen door fifteen minutes later, and had been driven by cold currents of air back to her pillows and robes. From this retreat she had wrtched him gravely as he brought in the wood. And when the door was shut, and he had busied himiself with his own cushions and blankets, she had still secretly watched him from under deceitfully lowered lashes. But after a while he sat down to watch the blase, and them the girl had actually fallen into a peaceful sleep, not to waken for many hours. She dressed in the Icy kitchen, rhuddering at the touch of snow water on her face, her shoulders hunched and her fingers clasped % ith the cramp of the bitter cold. Shuddering, shfi went back to the hearth, where the wre had sunk to *pink-gray ashes, and was feebly trying to re-kindle it when Dan suddenly sat up. His big arm, in its black Japanese wrapper, was helping her before he was fairly awake. "What are you trying to do? Why didn't you wake nhe?" he pro tested. "You're dressed. What time is it. anyway?" "Your watch says nine" Pa tricia said, with chattering teeth, as the glorious blase roared up the deep chimney, and she crouched to hold her fingers to the warmth. "It's pretty darlk, for nine *'clock !" Dan muttered, glancing toward the windows. "It's dark, Dan, ecause we are literally buried in snowi" the girl answered. With a startled look he went to the door, which was pushed open with some difficulty. Patricia went to stand beside him, and in silence they looked out upon a world of What Frax BENJAMIN FRANKLIN wore glasses to cor erect nearsightedness. As age advanced he required reading glasses als. He saw the possibility of eon blning lenses for near and far seeing in the same ,frames, thus discovering the principle of double. focus upectacles. -Don't risk your sigi symptoms of eye troub "8e. lTg and IGHT M Cut Off from- tj light in Their Owi [ ake the Best of t] snow. fine snow was still whirl ing In the air, although the wind was falling, and there was an un earthly stillness without. The porch, usually three feet above the ground, was-level with the surface of the snow, and a great drift, at one side, rose up higher than the cabin. In every direction lay the unbroken surface of Sawless white, from which the muffled forms of the trees rose to lose themselses in the soft veiling of the air. The road had vanished, and only a great furry mound showed where the car was buried. Every possi ble ridge and crevice was packed and blanketed with exquisite white. and about them and above them were only trackleas deeps upon deeps of snow. Votesles before the awful beau ty of It, the man and womao stood for two or three long minutes, looking their GIL Not a branch cracked, not a sound broke the still nesq; nothing moved except the softly turning and twisting curtain of white, or an overladen spray that gently lowered its burden into the feathery depths below it. "The gorgeous, beautiful, heaven ly waste of it!" Patricia whis pered after a while. "And we go to 'Parsifal' and praise the scenic effects, while this divine thing happens at least two oT three times every winter, in miles and miles of empty forest everywhere!" "By gosh, it's worth coming up here for this!" Dan added, no less stirred. "But you'll get pneumonia!" he abruptly concluded. "Here, come in and shut the door!" "Dan," Patricia said, a little later. when they were enjoying their breakfast, "can we get out of this?" "We can makie a stab at it," he admitted, "but, to tell the truth, I don't see us getting far!" I "I was thinking," Patricia went on, "that if we could somehow flounder down as far as the railroad, we could simply wait there until some train came along, and take it, wherever it was bound?" "Is there a waiting room?" NOT EVEN A UTORU, She smiled ruefully. "No. There's nothing but a freight shed and a platform." "Stove in the shed?" "Heavens, I dop't know!' But I shouldn't suppose so!" "We might have to wait there for hours," Dan mused. "Better to' flounder down there, as you sug gst, and leave some sort of signal. If we hung a red rag there, the man must stop and then we could leave a note asking him to-" "To blow five or six times with his whistlel" Patricia suggested. "But then it would take us an hour to get down there," she added. "They must send up for us today, Dan!" she presently said anxiously, as he reimained thoughtful and silent "I should think so!" he answered. "Unless yo'ar aunt thinks that we didn't some, and my mother thinks that we are safe with the rest of Maryland Cooking Recipes From the Mel wood Cook Book. (Cutp them ot and poests them 4 yo-r sorap book.) ROCKS 1% cups sugar 1 cup butter 3 cups flour 1 cup walnut kernels % pound raisins % cup sour cream 1' teaspoonful soda Steaspoonfuls cinnamon pinch of salt 2 eggs beaten separately Sift the flour, cinnamon and salt together, add the soda to the cream. mix the nuts and raisins and flour them a little. , Cream the butter and sugar, add eggs beaten light, the yolks first, then the whites, and the flour, and, lastly, the nuts and raisins, and creath. Drop on a floured pan far apart, and bake ten minutes-Mrs. Rufus Beall. (Copyright, 1939, br Mrs. Percy DuvaiL) Ancient Botany The oldest botanical work in the world is sculptured on the wails of a room in the great temple of Kar nak, at Thebes, in Egypt. It repre sents foreign plants brought home by an Egyptian sovereign,Thothmes III, on his return from a campaign in Arabia. The sculptures show not only the ' plant or tree, but the leaves, fruit, and seed pods sepa rately, after the fashion of a mod ern botanical exhibit. ikdin Saw Few people have Frank lia's knowledge of opties and his inventive skill. You endanger your sight by gase haphasardly chosen. Thorough exalmination here reveals exactly the glases you require. We grind and It lenses to your individual need. t by ignoring early le. Consult us at once' 0 street I of Society, Milions Ldventure of Two Gir ie World by the a Companionship ie Situation them. It's a toss-up whether they find it out. How in the name of everything mane did the Throckmor tone think they were doing to get up here, anyway?' "It was Roberta' idea," Patricia explained, "a regular primitive country party. . There is an old follow named Thurston, who is eta tion agent in summer and has a team, and I imagine that they wrote him that the boxes would arrive. "Oh. Dan !" Patricia broke off, with a child's joyous laugh, "Happy New Year!" "By George, so it is!" he an swered. am she gally stretched both hands- to him across the table. "Well," 6e added. -it starts in beeven, wherever it ends!" "Will you try me one more' egg?" was the girl's prosaio response. "And look at the toast. Do people in mountain cabins always eat so much, do you suppose?' "After breakfast." Dan decreed. "well wrap up warm' and se what we can do. I greased your shoes I must have read in some kid's book long ago that shoes had to be greased!" "I saw that you did. They're Just as soft as ever: a thousand thanks!" Patricia buttered fresh toast rapidly and put a pi-ce on his plate. "I'll tell you what, Dan," she added, "we'll make a fire in - the kitchen and roast that turkey! If we are rescued. we'll have to come back here. anyway, to put out the fires, and we can have it for lunch: and if we're not, we'll have a New Year dinner." ler voice stopped; she was confused by his look. "Do you like this? he a*ed in tensely. from the hearth. They looked into each other's eyes. HER HAPPY ANSWER. "I think-I 'think I have never liked anything so much." she an swered. "It's like a fairy tale!" "Up here alone with you. roast ing our own turkey for our New Year's dinner," he said, half aloud. "By gosh, if I see a rescue party coming up that trail I'll stand on the porch and shoot, it!" Laughing in the irst enveloping breath of the pure, sweet, freexing air, they presently. set out. Patricia had pinned up her skirt. tied her small hat firmly with billows of veil. And still the first few steps into the sinking, whirling. bewildering whiteness exhausted her suddenly and surprisingly. Snow crept m.elt ing and wet into the collar of her cost. snow tickled her eyelids, she felt the wet snow penetrate her stockinge above her high boots. The heavy, icy atmosphere penetrated her lungs like a pain. Floundering. laughing and gasp ing. she struggled along in Dan's footprints. prumently catching him with gloved hands and leaning helplessly against him while she redevered her breath. "It's like breathing - chopped -ce!" she gasped. her rosy, ex quisite face close to hip. (Coprg'lst. International Magasine Co.) (T me Cntinued Temorrow.) Advice to Lovelorn By Beatrioe Fairfax. SER LIKES SOMEONE ELIE. DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am very much in love with a young woman. Until a short while ago I believe she thought a great deal of me. Having every reason to believe that she now thinks more of someone else than she does of M, I have gracefully withdrawn from pressing my attentions. Did I do wrong? I love her, and I believe she In happier when with this other man than when with me. This Is tUe only cause for my having to no tice her. S. B. Of course, you did not do wrong. You did the only thing there was to do. And now you want me to tell you how noble you were? Since you pr.iese such deep love for the young lady. I hope you sat imfied yourself that your case was hopeless before you gave her up. Otherwise you wore a great, big faint-heart, and deserved to lose her. And not at all noble. IN LOVE WITH TWO. IDEAR MISS FAIRFAX: While overmeas, I met a beautiful rirl, who became deeply infatuated wiath me, and now we corresponfi regularly. Things looked quite, .erious, but, after returning to the good old U. 8. A. I made the ac suaintance of a eweet little girl and I like her very much, and I kndw the feeling is reciprocated. What shall I do? I hope you will let me know 'ne way or another, ae you will surely take a load off my heart. X. SOLDIER. Be man enough to face facts and make an honest decision. Find which is the girl you love and ge ahead and marry her. Don't try to put the burden of indecision on the shoulders of the third person. Slociety women wash their own hair, not becaume it i a fad, but because they wish to obtain the greatest possible hair beauty and benure they are not using anything harmful. They have found that in washing the hair it is never wise to use a makeshift, but is always advisable to uee a preparation made for sham pooing only. Many of our' friends say they get the beet results from a simple h ome-made canthrox mixture. You can use this at a cost of about 3 cent. a mhamppo by getting mome canthrox from your d rugrgist and iesmolving a teaspoonful in a cup of hot watar. This makes enough sham pool uiud to apply to all the hair instead of just the top of the head, as with most preparations. Dandruff, excess oil and dirt are dim. solved and entirely disappear in the rinsing water. Your hair will he 4o fluffy that it will look much haerthr it in. Its luster and The Latest Both Flaring and SIe Says Good House Home A Alice bernard stands respon sible for this smart coat dress of yellow serge banded with wide braid of beige and gold plaid, the fastening of which is adroit ly placed to the side. The Hun SYNOPas: Edith Livingston, a demobilIsed war worker, making her home In Washing ton with Urace and Bob Ellsworth. a young married couple. tinds employment as secretary to Eustibo Alvares, a Meal can oil stock promoter. in a dingy little office on a side street in the '.ational Capital. LIe ays her much attention, gives her a $500 gold note, after she discovers him and a Japanese studying a map. She discovers her sweetheart, Willard Saunders. dining with a Spanish girl. She is jealous of the Spanish girl and her sweetheart is jealous of her employer. Her employer. after paying her many compliments and swearing her to the Ut most secrecy as to what transpires in the ffilce. expresses a desire to be introduced to her sweetheart which amases her. Willard swears to Edith that he is met in love with the Spanish girl. He tells Edith her employer will bear watching and asks her to spy on Alvares. she re luctatily consents While rummaging through her employer's desk she fn a pIcture of the same Spanish girl with whom she saw her sweetheart dining. Later she is further surprised by a re quest from her sweetheart for an intro duction to her employer. By means of a piece of carbon paper which she se creted in the typewriter roller, Edith gets a copy of a crytic telegram her employer sent to some one in Mexico. Alvarez takes Edith to a Maryland roadhouse and vainly tries to inveigle her Into taking a drink with him. Wil lard finally tells her that Alvares is an international crook. A short time later "Texas Tiger." a wihi and woolly gen tleman from the Southwest. breezes Ia with a gun in search of Alvarez. He tells Edith that Alvares swindled him out of $20.000 on a fake oil stock deal. Edith introduces "Texas Tiger" to Wil Ir.rd and the visitor joins their excur siaon to Mt. Vernon. the home and tomb of leorge Washington. Returning to Washington "Texas Tiger" recognizes Alvarez and the Span ish girl, Juanita. his sweetheart, on the wharf and is only preventpd from shoot ing them by the interference of Wil lard. "Texas Tiger' tells Edith he is still madly in love with Juanita, not. withstanding the fact that Alvares used her as a tool to swindle him out of 1:0.000. When Edith attemplA %o introduce Wil. lard to Alvarez she learns that they are "old friends." Alvarez invites Edith and Willard to motor to G. -at Falls with him and they accept. I told Mr. Alvarez to drive me home. And Willard got out there, too. Without his asking me not to, I would have known better than to tell Grace and Bob about what had happeneu. "Uut why would he want to kill us, Willard' I asked after Willard had Dut into words what I had known was in his mind. "Don't you know," Willard asked, "that a criminal always wants to destroy the evidence and silence the wItnesses. He thinkS, Edith, we know too much." INET 15 CLOSING. I positively had to make myself go to work this morning. But Wil lard had told me it was absolutely necessary that I act as though I did not suspect Alvarem of any ulterior motive. You must admit, however, that it takes a lot of nerve to work in the office with a man whom you are convinced has designs on your life, who, in fact, haa even tried to put his desires into effect. "I don't see how I'm going to do it. Willard," I had said when we Prize Cak MAPLE NUT CAKE, ,, 1-3 cup shortening. 1 cup light brown sugar. 2 eggs. %, cup milk. 1 % cups flour. %A teaspoon salt. 2 teaspoons baking powder. 1 cup chopped nuts-pecans or walnuts. 1 teaspoon vanilla. Cream shortening, add sugar slowly and yolks of eggs and milk and beat well; sift flour, salt and baking powder together and add chopped nuts: fold in beaten whites of eggs; add fla'ring. Bake is well greased loaf pan in muoderate oven 35 to 45 minutes., IC'!NG. Two cups of brown sugar and % cup water, boil together until it forms a soft bail in water, remove from fire. addl I teaspoonful of vanilla, stir until thick enough to spread' if too thick, add a little milk-Mrs. Walter C. Scheller, 6S0 Carroli avenue Takoma Park, Silhouettes sder WW Be in style, keeping, the Great fagazine Si To vary the insistent straight ness of the average day froek, this dress of black serge flounces its skirt with plaid attached to the corsage at a low waist-line, thus lending a tunic effect. dred Dollar IT FELT GOOD TO REST MY I were discussing the matter after we got home from Great Falls yes terday. "My spirit rebel.-" "Well, never mJind about your spirit." Willard laughed. "It doesn't matter how much your spirit rebels as long as you drag your astral body-" "I don't think it's anything to joke about," I had pouted. "Nor I," Willard answered. "It's a very serious busineab. But there's no use wearing crepe about it especially, when we are just about at the end of our vigil-when the net is just about to close on Alvares and his--" "Oh, I wish it would hurry up and close." I said, baif petulantly. Willard put an arm around me and drew me to himi, and it felt pretty good to rest my head on his shoulder. I was terribly tired, and everything. GETTING ANXIOUU. "You don't wish it any inore than I do, Edy," he said, smooth ing my hair back f~om my fore head. "Nor half as much. I'll be the happiest man in the werld when this thing is all over-when Alvares and his bunch have been exposedand when we-you and It wasn't necessary for him to finish the sentence-not with words. And I didn't at all resent r the way it was finished. Now that Mr. Alvares had been reveaoled to CUP mArmK. 3 eggs., d a cup. of flour,a 2 eup. of sugar. 1 cup of butter. 1 cup of milk. 1 teaspoon of baking powder. 2 teaspoons of vanilla. 1 hour and 25 minutes-Mr. 3lmma Hardy, 420 Garfild street' southeast. COCANU'E LAYEll CAka % cup crlsco. 2 of sugar, mix eaan together, add egg, then miik'. a eggs beat well. 1% cups milk. 1 teaspoon vanilla, salt to taste. 2 large cups flour and 2 tea spoons baking powder. 2 whites of eags mixed with sugar, beat till stiff, then spread on cake, then cocoanut on top. Mrs. I. J7. Shoemaker, 1104 EIghth [s Marriage a Success? ineteen ad Disgusted: It was with some uwrrise that I %ad your letter. Surprised n"ot he facts as stated, but rather as uasumed. I do hope you don't pao" Inal judgment of "man" from your inglie esperienee. knw -~'a You should hve known that a nan who will dare to approach a ady In such manner as you relate, without introduction of any kind. a not, in many cases, the type ot nan to judge the rest by. I man readily see that this was your stIt mperience of the sort or else you would have acted differently. You Lre wiser now. I have met all cinds of men, peoples of all types and races, and can safely sMy that rou cannot judge from individual Pxperiences. I will glightly change Ln old saying, with which you are loubtless familiar: "There is se nuch good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the beat of us, that t hardly behooves any of us to an Anal Jnd===mt en the ret of us TMPATHY. WRO COVLD LO. f In reply to P. U: Excuse me from the oave man or no who has sewn his wild eats. have been married twise, and sure un in a position to know the dit erence between husbands It's all right for a man to have a egitimate good time and oes in als life to make a grave mistake. 3ut those so-called wild oats mean Sdoal double life. the wrecking of roung girls' lives, then dirty, flthy ives to cover their own dirt. It loe very well If a wesan is ig korast of facts, but this type of a Person, whether man or woman. olves the problem, "Why marriage a not a suaom=" Nine hundred and ninety-nine imes out of a thousand they never thange. and even if they should get tred or the life interferes with heir career, what self-respecting woman could, knowing the truth. ove them? Give me the gentle, refined, real nan. for the world is full of them, only, unlike the other kind, their whole life is not a liar and bluf. HAPPINUBB, Question M!AD ON HIS8HOULDEE, $100 $100 $100 $100 This morial story has ..o name. The Washington Times wili pay $100 in gold to the personl who submits the best title. Read the story every day in The Washington Times and, when the last Installment has been printed, send in your sug gestions for tile. The title must consist of three words or les.. Sear, weisse my Winnie Davis Freeman Copyright by The Washinston Times ne as he really was, and since I ealised that what I had thought was love for him was only in atuation, Willard seemed closer to me than he ever had in his lfe, nd for the first time, I felt that I was quite ready to say the fateful I do,"' and settle' down to "'love a a cottage." Vo naturally I idn't mind his kissing mo-ooca loually, It's really Quite all right, 'ou know, when one is engaged. "How much longer must we rait, Willard?" I asked. "'m get lug anxious--" "You darling!" he interrupted, queesing me to him. "Those are recious words to me, Edith. And re-we won't wait at all," he seimed to have had a sudden in piration. "We'll be married right way-now r" "No. Not now," I answered. We aren't going to be married uti this mystery business has een cleared from the calendar. eoause after we're married, Wil ird. I'm afraid you won't have such tIme to devote to your prd esinal duties." "I'll may I won't," Willard aughed. "Blut even if we must 'alt, Edith, it won't be long. Per sa one day-perhape two--" (Ya e ananin ~m....a When a G A Wt EARLY WE ft An 44yOU ask If twer Di* WOt . hbo 04 me he'd boes hubby' running mate Ieet upon a tamer" inuigrd the man who elalm&d to be my father. "ius West told me that. Who else wOWl expect me to be making bees as that dope? I waved his answer awar with 4 laugh to which I held storaw in order to keep him betraying m nervous teinion-and hope. "Of coures, Mr. West told yes he was my husband's partner on"0. Did he add that he started a rival empany after he'd bees e*mpellod to make a graseful emt from the arm? Did he tell yes that? demanded. shoking my desire to add, "Did he tell you he drilld wells in bone-dry seil In the hope of discreditng JIM?" "I ean't rmem-b his saying anm thing about parting bad frienda, replied the little bead-eyed man, picking his words slowly. as It Ie were looking backward and trying to call up a emplete record of his conversation@ with Dick West. "No and your husband parted good enough friends, didn't they?" "Did they?" I insisted. "Are yep asking me, daughter? What do you think a poor old sick man like me would have been able to get out of a likely young chap such a this West? Is there some thing you want ' to know? Bome thing you want Dad Ise to find out for ypa" His tone was se friendly and good-natured that I thought it wise to take my one fr6m it. "No, but I want Dad lee to tell me something he does know." I wheedled in turn. "How does Dick West feel toward-his friends back home? Why has he gone so far away from them?" WEY DID YOU 00ED "Say, little filly, it we was part nere.l souldn't knew more about West than you seem to think I got out of him In one evening. Kinda svfset on him, ain't you, to want all the dopo about him?" "Ara you accusing your daughter of being Interested in her husbands ex-partner?" "Can't take a joke, can you dear?" rallied the man, his wrinkled little face twisting into a gray grin. "What rm intergpted in," I ar gued, "doesn't concern my husband or me as much as It does some one else we won't name just yet. Funny how Dick West seems to be entering on a new partnership with BOOKS PRI11cr OP ONMUIV7 AC COUNTING AND RA 1MTIG. By Praneis O.w. Mew York: D. Ap pleto% a& A careful study of the manner in which Government aecounts should be kept, and the proper form and cotest of public reports of Gov ernment financial transactions. State and municipal government ao counting and reporting are covered In particular. A chapter on the budget as a report connects the book with one of the most promi neat administrative problems of the day. "Back to1I The PresidE areturn to Nature als< return to n< -for a retui nourishing the food el need are siu Shre Wile It is 100per cent digestible form and ready-to-eai Two biscuits wi make a nourishi but a few cents berries or other I -raracurr Is tb Cracker, a Crisp1 aen with one: irl Marries my of DDED LIFE uma 7Z~ mebok my -rde -.. te mks Sat p ,... wiuing to verleok tme pas"r sa the little man with something that might have been a amer. Othen he did give yes the ti, th seat you bok-P "eO No-es he dAt. Ne Oevee give e e tip to sed me back to my Mart's lily. What eould a foles I met for oe eves Ig teU me about my pst that'd str me to travel mess the oes try to and you?". "If Dick West didn't send yu back to-m." I asked, slowly fee lng for the elusiye sethan I seeded to tie up Disk West and this =aa named LAe, 4w dm you happen to aems? now dM you know where to fand Oe" ail 't I bean watching ye aw=g Did I ever take my e of you er this grand old ayiand boy who made my Martha so bappy!" . "Nut yu told e a Btid wbfl ag that yes came back to me be eae you learsed from Dick West that my husband was what you re pleaaty mled a gambler. You tod me that yoerself-set ATe mI utes before Pather Andrew went Out to telephone for me." "I tol yea myself- began the man. and then intearrpted him self with a cackling laugh. "Pure I told you that. and it's true. But I had written for Hyland to come to me lens before I met West-long and leug afore. Bay, mdear. looks like I was the person you wasn't ready to name a while age. That's richl" I felt nsoplesied, for the werde seemed to reach out and topple over everything on which I'd been build ing. After a moment I reoMred myself and asked curtly: "But why did you try to prOtani that you only returned to do me a good turn by putting your gambling knowledge at my disposal?" "You don't get it? You don't g: it at all, do you?' whispered my op posest. "Is there anything dificult to get? You Meet Weft and thm-" I began acsusingly. A clawlike hand was laid on my arm and a voice that shook a bit interrupted: "Don't say anything you'll re gret, daughter. Don't be ugly and hard on an old man. I'll give you all the dope and then if you're still so ashamed of your poor old father that you want to think up excuses to kick him out. I'll save you the trouble and me the shame of it. r catch my entry In thq race and let yours romp home a winner." "You mean it when I've heard your story I still feel so unrelated you'll go away and not bother me any more?' I demanded. "rou'll let me get back to the happy times when I thought that the only father I had on this earth was dear Father Andrew?' The little man drew out a gaudy handkerchief and mopped his face. "Kinda heartles ain't you, daug ter? Boems to me you're awful hard oN ap old man who ain't got kin on earth but you. But in ease you don't see how this West that you seem so dead against lies clear outside the circuit where we ride after I've told you just how I met up with him. I'll scratch the entry, I'll quit. That's a go. You kin Judge this race and my if you think West had anything to do with the bookmaking." (To Be Oentinued Thureday.) Tormalcy" mt pleads for 'normalcy." o pleads for a :rmal living rn to simple, foods. All ements you Lpplied in dded at. whole wheat in a thoroughly cooked th milk orcrem ig meal and cost i. Delicious with 'ruits. E Sredded Wh~ vhole-wheat toast, or or soft cheese.