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HILLTOPS
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THE STORY
CHAPTER L—Prudene* Sohuylsr
eomen from No* York to Prosperity
Farm. Inherited from her undo, to
make a no* life for herself and her
brother, David, whoso health has boon
broken by tracedr.
CHAPTER IL—The second day on
her farm Prue adventures Into the
barn loft after orca Sho slips on the
hay and falls to the ground—would
have boon badly hurt had not strong
young arms boon there to catch her.
The arme are those of Rodney Gerard,
rich younc man, who lives st High
Lodces on the neighboring farm. Thore
Ie at once a mutual attraction between
the two. Rod decides to stay at his
home throuchout the fall and winter,
"looklnc after the timber." But Pru
dence decides to maintain a cool at
titude toward him Sho suspects mon
•Ince her sister's husband ran away
with her brother's wife.
CHAPTER lll.—Lan Calloway, a
rival of Rod Gerard, trios to bur the
timber off Prue's land, but sho dis
likes his conceited attitude and con
tracts with Rod to dispose of the trees
On the evening Prue ts expecting David
from Now Tork oho la visited by Mro.
Walter Gerard and her thlrtoon-yoar
old daughter, Jean. They are hateful,
curioue persona and leave Prue rankled.
CHAPTER IV—A few days later
Prudence comes In contact with them
again when sho accompanies Rod to
hie place. A clown comes advertlelng
• circus In a nearby town. Prue prom
isee to accompany Rod and Joan to the
circus
CHAPTER V.—They go to the cir
cus, and while they are watching the
parade, Chicot, an old clown, la ac
cidentally killed. He was the grand
father of Hilly Gooch, one of the cir
cus riders. Rod became friendly with
Hilly when she and her parents spent
a year on Prosperity Farm. Now her
parents are dead. Calloway Intimidates
the available laborers In the district
so that they cannot be hired to cut
the timber for Rodney Gerard.
“Buck up 1 I don't know how any
girl could resist you. You generally
get what you want To return to our
muttons. Contracts made to sell your
lumber?"
"Not a contract. I have been so,
what SI Puffer calls het up, with this
fight with Calloway that I hadn't
thought where I would dispose of It”
“You'd better get'busy on that end.
I’ll give you a list of going concerns;
then you'd better bustle after business.
Do we start our investigation of the
timber tracts tomorrow?"
"Yez." Gerard glanced at the clock.
"Ton'll excuse me, Jim, If I break
away? Something Important I’ve got
to take care of tonight. SI Puffer la
engaging men to go along with us to
morrow to cut**
Puffer appeared In the doorway.
“Here he Is now I Come in, Si. This
Is my old friend Jim Armstrong who
lias come to tell us what trees to take
out”
"Pleased to make your acquaintance,
Jim. Gorry-me, Rod, I’m plumb dis
couraged. Don’t know’a we’re goin’ to
need a forester."
"Why not? What has happened?"
“Now don’t fly off the handle like
that Just because I hint we’re In for
trouble. Wbatta mean is, I’ve been all
over the village tryln’ to hire men to
cut for us tomorrow. They all had
some fool excuse. I cornered one of
’em an’ Jest squeezed it out of him
that Len Calloway had let It be known
that none of them would get more
work from him—ever—ls they hired
out to you. He’s got ’em scared. He
pointed out that you might start out
big. Rod, but you wouldn’t stick; that
this was Just a fad of yours, an’ where
would they be when you quit?”
"11 Quit I” Gerard's blue eyes were
black. “Go back and tell those men
that there isn’t room in this town for
Len Calloway and me and that I am
staying.”
' CHAPTER VI
His challenge to Calloway had been
good theater, but could he back It up,
Gerard asked himself, as a few mo
ments later his car shot into the high
way between the two great Iron gates
set In stone posts at High Ledges. He
wanted to reach the show grounds be
fore Mllly went on for her act Per
haps he couldn’t help her, but If he
didn't, she might turn to someone not
so disinterested as he.
His thoughts turned back to the first
time he had seen Mllly Gooch. Her fa
ther and mother had hired the old,
out-of-repalr red brick house for al
moat nothing and had lived there one
summer while out of a circus Job. He,
at High Ledges from prep school for
vacation, bad spent every available
how with the family listening to their
stories of the Big Top.
After the Gooch family left the red
brick house for the circus, Mllly had
asms each year to visit the Puffers to
gat *M g^ka* some rad blood into
ban MMfeff Puffer had told him. He
hat adMMrtandy. but, as she had
gl»WB Intea staaalag looking girt.her
her expert use
Bato M 4MNI Un Calleway
• W * MKMBWMMtg ga*e with
MM ticWlaaW Bailed to him.
Next he heard of her he had received
a wire:
"ROD. MUST SEE YOU STOP
SHOW IN YONKERS SATURDAY
STOP DON'T FAIL ME
“MILLY GOOCH”
He could recall even his amazement
at the summons. Why had she sent
for him? In that far away summer
Walter had been more of a friend than
he; he bad been fascinated by her
mother. Of course be would go.
He remembered the defiance In her
big dark eyes, the whiteness of her
face under its make-up, as she had
whispered:
“I—l've walked out on Len, Rod.”
He recalled that he had laughed at
her—it was unbelievable that Calloway
would release anything he once had
held. She had retorted:
“Yeah, it Isn't a Joke. I—well, your
brother Walter’s been my boy friend.
I Just burn him up. I’m sick of riding,
riding whether I'm feeling bum or not,
and having Orandpop out of a Job half
the time. I’m going to be a lady and
be taken care of and take care of him."
“Walter I" Gerard felt again the
shock that had brought him up stand
ing. “Walter I Walter has a wife.”
He remembered her laugh. “Say,
Big Boy, where have you come from?
Been asleep since the Puritans landed?”
He had caught her hands tight In
his. “Look here, Milly, you can't do
that Walter Isn't worth It Milly I
Milly 1 Promise that you—you won't
—until I see you again.”
Quite plainly now he could see her
shining eyes as they had met his.
“Listen, if you care what I do, I
promise, Roddy.”
He sent the car ahead In a burst of
speed. A string of wagons was leav
ing the show grounds as he entered.
That meant that the audience was In
the big tent Gerard stopped before the
tent on the wail of which “MADEMOI
SELLE MILLEE" was stamped In black
letters. As if she had been waiting
for him, Milly Gooch stepped from be
hind the curtain drawn across the
front of It
Never had he seen her look lovelier.
Her dark hair was curled close to her
head; the mascara on her lashes in
creased the brilliance of her narrow,
sloe-black eyes; the crimson of her
Ups accentuated the ivory pallor of
her skin. Her great dark eyes glit
tered with tears.
“You sure are a dependable guy, Rod
dy.” She perched on the top of a
pedestal. "Take that chair. Say,
wasn't that a terrible deal Grandpop
got this morning. And wasn't it like
Len Calloway to put on his act at Just
that minute! That bozo’s grown old."
“When did you talk with him last,
Milly?"
“The day I gave him back his ring.
Look out for him, he has it in for you,
Roddy. Doesn’t he know that it was
Walter, not you, who made me break
with him?”
“I came to see if I could help about
your grandfather. Won’t you need
money?”
“Not from you. The management
takes care of that Who was the kid
Grandpop saved?"
“Walter's little girl, Jean.”
• . .“Well, of all the breaks —Grandpop
passing out for the kid of the man he
hated.” She laughed, laughed until
the sound cracked tn an hysterical sob.
“Mlllyl Mllly! Stop! You won’t
be able to ride If you don’t. Here, look
up." He pulled a handkerchief from
bls pocket “Let me wipe your eyes.
Now smile as If I were a Johnnie in
the front row.”
She looked up with an attempt which
twisted his heart
“That-a-glrl 1 All set now ?"
She choked back a sob. Caught the
handkerchief.
“All set, Roddy. May I have this?"
“Sure, but what the dickens will you
do with it? Haven’t any pockets con
s<4b
"It's Co FIr^PH Tuck It In Here.”
eaaled tn that ritxy costume, have
It's so Jine, _m .tuck It in here."
THE HARLEM NEWS, HARLEM, MONTANA
She tnrust it under ner low-cut bodice."
“What will you do this winter.
Millyr
“Hollywood. Two big shots from a
traveling talkie studio saw me ride a
month ago. And what do you think?
Mother Puffer and old 'whatta mean Is'
Si catne to see me this afternoon! Rhe
wants I should spend Christman with
them. What say. Roddy?"
“If you visit the Puffers you may
run Into Len Calloway.”
“What if I do? I'll give him a little
whirl for old times' sake. Tou Sent
think I’m afraid of that big noisst do
you? I've traveled some since I sent
you that S O 3.”
“And traveled straight, Milly!”
She met his eyes squarely. “Sure
thing. Didn’t I promise? Pm off men,
they're Just a game, anyway.”
•Time for your act, Milly."
As the maid spoke behind them, a
groom In rose-color velvet with stiver
trimming led a milk-white horse
bridled with rhinestones to the tent
Milly caught Rodney's hands and
looked up at him. TH be good. I
promised you, didn’t I? There’s only
one person who could tempt me not to
be, and hs—he doesn't know Pm on
earth. He—”
A hiss. A flash cut off the word.
“What was that?”
“Don’t be so Jumpy, Roddy. If you
traveled with this show you'd get used
to that sound. Flashlight Publicity,
of course. Some reporter writing up
the sho* wants a picture.” A whistle
blew. “That's for me. I’d better get
going. Bye-bye, Roddy. Don't—don't
send me any more money—ever—l
won't need It—now that I’ve gone Hol
lywood. Perhaps you'll be at High
Ledges at Christmas—if Miss Schuyler
stays.”
What had she meant by that, Gerard
wondered, as his eyes followed her in
her rose-color tulle and glistening
satin across the yard. Was bls feeUng
for Prue so evident?
One foot on the step of his car,
Gerard stopped and stared. Had a red
roadster shot out of the parking place
Just ahead, or was Len Calloway so
much on his mind that he had Im
agined It?
• ••••••
Prudence pulled at the wire netting
at one side of the poultry yard.
"Darn I” she gritted between her
teeth, as the elusive thing wriggled
away from her. “Mr. SI, I’m not so
good as I thought. Give me a hand,
will you?"
Puffer seized the netting, and pulled.
“Grandi Hold It a minute till I get
this brad In; two more and it's done.
These pesky hens got out yesterday
and scratched in my garden border.
There! I’d like to see them get
through that!”
"The pesky hens ain’t the only
things that escaped yesterday. Hear
'bout the convict who dug himself out
of prison?”
“Jane Mack heard the announcement
on the radio and told me. She's all ex
cited about It. He Isn’t likely to come
to tills small town, is he?"
“Gorry-me, he’d be running his head
into a noose if he did.” Puffer shook
the wire netting. "That's a good Job
you’ve done. And you've done another
good Job. Your brother Is so much
better."
Prudence sprang to her feet. Her
eyes shone, her face was radiant.
“Then you’ve noticed IL too, Mr. SI?
It Isn't Just tny Imagination?"
"Sure, I’ve noticed IL So’s Mother.
Whatta mean is, his color is better,
his voice is stronger, an’ he moves
quicker. Cornin’ to live in the country
Is jest settin' David on his feet. Rod's
noticed it, too."
“Oh, he has! I haven’t seen Mr.
Gerard lately so I didn't know. Pru
dence avoided Puffer’s eyes as she re
membered the many times of late that
she had fled to the barn loft so that
she would not see Rodney Gerard
when he called.
“Gorry-me, you haven't seen him?
Seen Jim Armstrong?"
“No. Dave has, but—but I was out
when, he called.”
“Well, of course, Rod was away to
the city most three weeks trying to get
some firms to sign up for the timber
you and film are goln’ to cut. Since
he come back he's been terrible busy
cruising the woods. Rod Isn’t used to
havin' difficulty gettln’ what he wants;
things have always come easy for him.
This lumber business 'pears to he get
tin’ on his nerves. Jim was tollin' me
this morning that Rod snapped at
every one who come near him yester
day. Perhaps It's that newspaper pic
ture of him and Miliy Gooch boldin’
hands in front of her tent at the
circus that come out in the local paper
the day after the show was here that
got him mad. Well, It here he isn't
now! What you gum-shoeing round
like that for, Roddy?”
Prudence was furious at her own
start et surprise. Had Rodney Gerard
seen It? He did look troubled. There
were lines between his nose and mouth
she never had seen before; he had lost
some of his bronze. His eyes seemed
deeper and darker and bluer tn con
trast.
“Well, will I pass? Perhaps you
weren’t sizing me up, perhaps you
were Just wondering how it happened
that I had caught you, Prue of Proa
perlty farm."
“Don’t bite, Rod.” Si Puffer flung
himself Into the breach. “Now that
you’ve got company. Miss Prue, I’ll go
an’ chop some wood."
He moved away with surprising
quickness.
“Mr. SI!" Prudence started after*
him, but Gerard caught her arm and'
held it
“You're not going until you tell me
why you have been dodging me.”
“I dodging! How absurd!"
“In It? Drop that hammer. It
makes you look bloodthirsty." As she
still clutched the tool, he loosened bar
nngers until it aroppea to tne ground.
"That's better. I want to talk to you
before Armstrong and Jean get here.
Have you seen that Infernal picture?”
“Picture?” Pme echoed the word
with breezy indifference.
“Don’t bluff. You know perfectly
well that I’m referring to that fool
snapshot of Milly Gooch and me at the
circus."
“Oh. that! Really, I'm not inter
ested."
“Look here, you’ve got to be inter
ested. Tm willing to bet my roadster
that Calloway had a hand In that It
would be like his methods—”
“Don't abuse Len Calloway. It
would be disloyal for me to listen be
cause”—Prudence hoped that her eyes
and voice were as maddeningly pro
vocative as she intended them to be—
“because, you see, Pre decided to have
him cut my timber.”
“What!"
Never had she seen eyes blaze as
Rodney Gerard’s blazed in his white
face. She remembered what SI had
said about bls mood the last week.
She shouldn't have tried to torment
him—but—hadn't that hateful picture
hurt her, too? He caught her by the
shoulders.
“Tou didn’t mean that. Prue, about
letting Calloway cut for you.”
“Of course I meant IL The more I
think of it the more I go bullish on the
Idea. Tm beginning to like Len very
much. He's so forceful, so—”
“Forceful!" For a pulsing Instant
Rodney Gerard hesitated, then he
caught her tn his arms. “Forceful!"
Ho crushed his mouth, bard. ardent,
upon hers. “If that's what you like
—Gorgeous—” He kissed her again.
Prudence wrenched herself free.
Every pulse In her body was throbbing
unbeazably. How bad be dared I Was
that the way he kissed the circus
rider? She dragged her voice back.
“Don’t ever speak to me again I
Ever! Do you think I'Ll let you cut
my timber now? Suppose Len Callo
way does cheat me In money, at least
I shall be safe with him.”
“Prue! You can't do it I You knew
what you were doing when you looked
at me like that You’re no child. Be a
sport You deliberately smashed my
control, and now you make me pay
for letting myself go. Well, I'll take
my medicine, I will keep away until
you want me, I'll never kiss you again
until you ask me to, If—"
Task you? That's the funniest thing
I ever beard.”
“All right it's the funniest thing
you ever heard. But the promise
stands. I—”
“Hl I Rod!”
(Continued Next Week)
Gabby Qertie
ata. u. a rat ore. / A
k
“Naggers are always knocking each
other about the house or .anywhere."
CURLEY’S OPPONENT 1
7^'
Mayor James M. Curley of Boston,
nominated by the Democrats for gov
ernor of Massachusetts, will be op
posed at the polls by Gasper G. Bacon,
now lieutenant governor, the candidate
of the Republicans.
POTPOURRI
Rare Element in Sea Water
Sea fish usually die, and invari
ably go blind, when placed in arti
ficial sea water. However,' if the
, artificial- product 'eontatae as much
as 2 per cent of original sea water
the fish remain - heeNhy. The ex
planation is that .sea water con
talas some element necessary to
life which chamiste have net been
'able to produce ertMcteny.
A W«M«r« Mawaaaaar thUoa.
(Worst Snowstorm Recorded
In Section, September 22-25
The weather for the week ending Sat
urday, Sept. 29, 1934, according to the
weekly report of Frank A. Math, Me
teorologist of the weather bureau at
Havre, was rather cold. The snowstorm
of Hept. 22-25 was the worst on record
in this section for September. Many
sheep were lost; roads were blocked and
trees damaged by the snow. The latter
days were fair and warmer. The sev
eral inches of snow on the ground at the
beginning of the week, melted, fur
nishing much needed moisture to the
soil. Sugar beets and potato digging
have been resumed.
There was an nverage daily deficiency
in temperature of 14.2 degrees as com
pared with normal. The highest tem
perature for the week was 65 degrees
on Saturday the 29th and the lowest was
20 degrees on Sept. 25, making the abso
lute weekly range 45 degrees.
The highest temperature for the cor
responding period taken from 54 years
of record was 93 on Sept. 23, 1885, and
the lowest for the same period was 18
on Sept. 24, 1926.
The total precipitation for the week
was 0.26.
There were three eloudy days, three
partly cloudy days and one clear day.
The duration of registered sunshine
was 46 out out of the 83.7 hours the sun
was above the horizon, making 55 per
cent of possible sunshine.
The sun rose at the end of the week
at 6:16 a. m. and set at 6:03 p. m., mak
ing the length of day 11 hours and 47
minutes.
The wind force was gentle to strong
with the prevailing direction from the
southwest. The highest velocity was 25
miles per hour from the southwest on
the 27th.
Z Savoy News |
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Mr. and Mrs. Sylvester Goodheart
drove in from the Flat, Sunday morn
ing. Mrs. John Goodheart accompanied
them home.
A. Morrison of Chinook drove down
to his ranch north of town Friday.
Chas. Kelly received the sad news of
his brother’s death, Sunday.
Mrs. J. C. Cronk, Sr., of Coburg
called on Mrs. Harvey, Thursday after
noon.
Mrs. Chas. Casebeer shipped a car
load of fine looking cattle from here
Thursday.
Eddie Baker left one day last week
for Bozeman where he will attend col
lege.
Frank Kaluza started harvesting his
crop of spuds Friday.
Pete Hudalla and Pete Kaluza drove
to Turner, Sunday to attend the air
plane celebration there.
Joe Davidson was a skidoo passenger
here from Harlem, Monday.
Mrs. Nellie Young was in our city,
Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Johnnie Hader and
family of Harlem were calelrs here Sun
day.
Mrs. Harvey ami Mrs. Hutton were
shoppers in Harlem Saturday afternoon.
* Cherry Patch News *
*
Mr. and Mrs. George Fairbank were
Sunday visitors at the P. T. Anderson
home.
Mr. and Mrs. Bishop and Bill Brown
field spent Sunday visiting at the E. H.
Brownfield home on the Flat.
Mr. and Mrs. C. Wilson and family,
Mr. and Mrs. L. Mohar and family,
Mrs. Ryen and the Fairbank children
were in Turner, Sunday taking in the
air show.
Miss Francis Kenny and her mother
motored to Great Falls to spend the
week-end.
Mrs. Anna Ryen will entertain the
Wing Circle, Wednesday, October 10.
Everyone welcome.
R. A. Peterson was a caller at the C.
Irwin home Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Stukel were in
Chinook on business Monday.
Johnnie and Ralph Modic, Arthur
Ryen and Mrs. F. Mohar were in Har
lem on business Monday.
John and Helen Mohar came home
from Great Falls, Saturday. Louis
Modic brought them home from Harlem.
News Advs Get Results. Try One.
When In Chinook Stop at the
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Under New Management
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A REAL PLACE TO STOP
FIRST ANNUAL MEETING
First Annual Meeting of the Big Flat and Woody
Island Cooperative Grazing Association, will be held
at Hogeland on the 10th day of October, for the pur
pose of closing membership, oil cake, salt, shipping
livestock, feed supplies, appointing of committees,
and such other business that may come up at the
meeting.
Everyone interested in a Grazing Association should
be present at this meeting.
A. H. HARGENS, Secretary
Friday, October 5,1934
Hctchery Cost $103,105
Put in Bay Fish hatchery, a $103,105
institution, is perhaps the largest and
most complete of its kind, hatching
spawn from food fish taken from Lake
Erie and planting the fry for restock
ing.
First in Shea&sdoah Valley
The first white man to visit the
Shenandoah valley was Lnuis Michelle,
a Frenchman, in 1707. He was fol
lowed in 1716 by Governor Spotswood
and bis Knights of the Golden Horse
shoe. The first settlers to enter the
region were Germans and Scottish-
Irish who came In from Pennsylvania
in the early
In Library of Congrats
In the central reading room of the
Library of Congress there are large
stucco figures, one of which represents
Religion. Over it is the quotation
from Micah, 6:8. which reads as fol
lows: •‘What doth the Lord require
of thee but to do justly and to love
mercy and to walk humbly with thy
God.”
Coburg News
Chas. Kelly of Savoy was a business
caller Saturday.
John Soderstrom of Harlem was a
business caller Thursday.
Mrs. Silas Gamble visited with
friends in Harlem, Thursday and Fri
dzy.
Mr». John Hutton, Mrs. W. Harvey
and Miss Martha Preston of Savoy were
Sunday visitors in Harlem.
Arthur Habenicht and Clifford Mum
mey motored to Savoy, Sunday.
Ike and Charley Forgey are helping
Chas. Baker of Savoy bale hay this
week.
Mrs. Frank Kubitza and sons Tom
and Sam were Dodson visitors Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Bedpath mo
tored to Dodson, Sunday.
Roy Stout of Missouri Ridge was a
caller, Saturday.
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