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WEST OF THE
SUN
A Serial Story
by
JCCHADWICK I$
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The &tort, they far; Virginia Antes
crosses the wild frontier country by rail
sand stag to reach Cantu Bonita, Aria.,
where she expects to meet him fiance Phil
1Lstu•rence in response to his urgent letter.
•li'Vhen the Lnnnasa stage is held up by a
masked hand and robhcd of a money box
addressed to Steve flauron, gambling czar
of Santa Bonita. and a ens:co pin of
Virginia's. Lt. Jim Randall takes up the
Investigation. Virginia bates Jim because
of a meeting they once had in Washington
but he finds himself fulling in love with
her. Ch1I is gone from his ranch when
VIrghnia arrives, so Jim takes her to see
Steve Barron with -whom ChB has had
serious trouble. Barron agrees to loeste
Phil and to do him no barna while Virginia
is In the territory.
CHAPTER VII.
When Jim saw that his prisoner
had sobered, he called a halt and
they swung from the wagon road
into the shade of a clump of cotton-
woods. He eyes Pete Saba grimly.
"All right, Saba -talk."
"I got nothing to say, soldier."
"You're going to prison for a long
time, Saba. You'll get off light if
you talk. We know you didn't plan
the holdup -or the ones before it
"There weren't any before it,"
Saba broke in. "This was the first."
"For you maybe. But not for the
masked man who led you. Who is
he, Saba?"
The outlaw didn't answer. So
Jim said, "You better save yourself
a couple of years. It'll be long
enough."
Saba's mouth worked. His eyes
were scared. He said finally, his
voice thick, "The other hombre is
named Hank Muldane. The mask-
ed man is named Phil Lawrence."
Jim gave a start. "Are you surer
Saba nodded. "I rode 'up to
Lawrence's cattle spread some
weeks back and asked for a job
punching cows. But he cut me in
on this holdup, He made ft plain
that he was out to get money from
Steve Barron, the gambler over at
Santa Bonita, and nobody else.
That's the way we worked it."
* * *
"How much did you get out of
the holdup?"
"Five hundred dollars. Hank gut
the same. Lawrence got the other
thousand. After we split, they or-
dered hie to ride out of the coun-
try. I sort of got bogged down in
Laftnasa."
Jim's face had settled into grins
lines. He said, "Give me what mon-
ey you've got left."
Saba handed over a leather
pouch. Jinn opened it and took out
six $10 gold pieces. He eyed the
bandit suspiciously.
"Where'd you cache the rest?"
"That's all I got left, soldier. So
help me. I was drinking heavy, and
a couple of hobres roiled me night
before last."
Jim glanced at Mel Scarlett, and
the old man nodded. They rode
on again, along the dusty wagon
trail that led toward the post.
An hour later, Jim reined in
where the road branched off and
headed south. He regarded Pete
Saba thoughtfully.
"You know where this road leads,
Saba?"
"To Mexico."
"Ever been there?"
"A couple. of times. There's. a
senorita in San Carahio. I'm sort
of fond of her."
"Tike to see her again?"
The bandit's eyes glittered. He
didn't speak. Jim took the money
pouch from his pocket and handed
it to Saba.
"Steve Barron wouldn't stoop to
pick up such money," he said.
• He took the captured revolver
from his belt, broke It and kicked
the loads from the cylinder. He
handed it to Saba.
"There's one thing more before
you go," he said. "Give me the
cameo pin you took off the woman
passenger,"
"f haven't got it now, soldier,"
Saba said. He looked uneasy. "Law-
rence didn't know I had it until he
caught me looking at it back in
the Sarracca braices when we made
the split. He was plenty sore when
he saw it, and he made me hand it
over."
Ife "That's the truth?"
"I swear it, soldier. I wouldn't
lie to you about that."
Jim ' nodded, He raised his m
and pointed along the south trail.
"See that bayonet cactus? When
you reach that I'm. going to start
shooting. 'you're an escaped pris-
oner, see?"
Saba swalloyed and nodded.
"You've got a fast Inane," Jim
told hint. "Head for Mexico, and
don't ever let me catch you in the
Territory."
Saba swung his horse about, and
galloped away. Dust • swirled up
behind him. He reached the distant
stalk of Spanish bayonet then put
his nimble -footed po,ny into a zig-
zag lope that bounded him off and
on the trail dizzily. Jim drew his
gun and opened fire. The blasts of
his gun rolled away across the des-
ert, but Pete Saba rode on. When
Jim's gun was silent, Saba lifted
his arin in farewell. Shortly, he was
hidden behind a cloud of dust.
Jim's face was frowning as he
thrust fresh loads into his gun. He
sighed heavily. He felt Mel Sear-
lett's old eyes on him.
"Curious, Scarlett?"
"T didn't ask any questions, lieu-
tenant,"
They rode on for a full five mikes.
Jim reined in again, and faced the
scout. "I'm not telling you not to
talk, Mel."
"You don't need to, Jitn," said the
old man.
"I guess we understand one an-
other," Jim said. He laughed bit-
terly. "A man sure makes a fool
of himself over a woman."
Virginia had already spent four
days in Santa Bonita. At first she
had been eager but patient, expect-
ing Phil Lawrence to appear at any
time. But now, on the morning of
the fifth day, she was gradually
losing hope. It seemed that he
wouldn't come at all.
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Three-year-old Byron ;Clarke looked like a little girl, left, until the day his mother suddenly
realized that people actually thought he was a girl. She decided his 13 -inch curls - would
go. It was a loi,g sit in the barber chair, center, but after the clipping, Byron beamed his
approval of the result, right. Motu Clarke just shook her head, saying, "It will take a little
time to get used to it, I suppose."
"That's -Too :Much"
A Baby Austin driven ran out of
gas on a country roadh Along nu,,.
a Cadillac. Its driver offered the
stranger a tow to, the nearest a a„ -
tion. They were spinning along at
50 miles an hour, when the Austinite
spotted a cop. behind' them. He
honked his horn in warning.
The nig-ear driver sized up the
situation, increased his speed to 86
to give the cop the slip . with
the Austin man honking again, this ,
time in terrified supplication to slow
down, Finally the cop did give up,
strode into the station, stripped off
his badge and gun. "I'm through,"
he announced. "I've seen every-
thing. I might expect to be outruq
by a Cadillac, but when there's 'an
Austin behind him giving biro the
horn, that's too much."
Beauty of Thrift
As soon
As a squirrel
Has gathered
Its bin full,
A hunter
Customer: It's tough to pay 90 • Stands ready
cents a pound for meat. To pepper
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pay 35 cents,
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Where is the girl itt her teens
who hasn't worried her mother to
distraction? Brought up in the
knowledge of correct behavior and
good taste, suddenly she departs
from all her training, and for some-
times a year or more she seems a
stranger to her family.
She is pert to her parents, even
impudent. She "knows what she's
doing, and can take care of herself."
She dates new boy friends, and
doesn't bring them home to meet
her family. She stays out untihmid-
night, doesn't think to telephone,
and says her mother is "crazy"
to worry.
Her new independence is reflec-
ted in many ways. She uses 'heavy
makeup, and dark nail -polish. She
overdresses for all ocassions. Her
hairdo is extreme,' and her hats
(when she'll wear any) are almost
grotesque.
She is making a spectacle of her-
self, and her parents are usually
helpless to do anything about it,
Her mother and father discuss
her endlessly. Fathers are apt to
advise more discipline. Mothers are
wiser; they fear that would drive
her further from them. What .these
two suffer during this period, • only
other parents know.
Often this change is due to new
and wrong associations. Feeling
older than she is, the girl apesthe
dress and deportment of other 'asap
dents in her school who have not
had the same careful home influ-
ences. She sees how popular they
are (with the wrong kind of boys)
and in her ignorance she hopes
for the same desired result. For
a while, she does attract these les-
ser lads, and this is when she pre-
sents such a problem.
Her parents can, sometimes,
sway her from these associations
by entertaining daughters and sons
of their own friends -girls and boys
slie used to know, but now ignore.
A year or so in the teen ages make
a great difference in a girl's tastes,
and meeting them again she can
discover common interests which
will atract her to them.
Parents also can make .a point
of inviting her new acquaintances
to a party at hone, The way they
behave, against the background of
her family, can make hersee them
as the undesirable people they are.
I've known many a girl whose
eyes opened so, and who 'there-
after avoided them of her own`
accord.
Families . cannot get far with a
girl of this age by any argument.
If they provide other entertain-
ment for her, she usually responds.
It is not always easy to do, but
many an imaginative parent has
accomplished it.
* TO "A MOTHER": Your girl
* will outgrow these unfortunate
* traits. Blood will tell, you know.
* During this trying period, try
* to keep heraelose to you. Praise
* her when you can, let her know
* how much you love her. Make
* her feel important at home, and
* ask her opinion on all family
* matters.
* Take her to a good heauty sal-
* on,, There she will learn, through
* tactful operators, how to apply
* simple makeup and a new hairdo
* suitable to her age. She will ac-
* cept these opinions, where just
* now she scorns yours.
* Don't despair. Believe in her
* goodness, and let her know you
* do. That will help most of all.
It is useless to tell parents to
stop worrying about their way-
ward children. It does ease the
problem to tell some experienced
person about it. Anne Hirst will
help, if you write her at Box 1,
123 Eighteenth St. New Toronto,
Out, ,
Novice (at bridge party): You're
an expert at bridge, Mr. Jones. How
would you have played that last
hand of mine?
Mr, Jones: Under an assumed
name.
TANS ate
Recipe
!View/lure into large bowl; 14 o.
lukewarm water, 1 tap. granulated
sugar; stir until sugar is dissolved.
Sprinkle slowly with 1 envelope
Fleischmann's Royal Fast Rising
Dry Yeast. Lot stand 10 ruin.,
THEN stir wolf. Scald 1e. milkand
stir in 5 tbs. granulated sugar, 2
tops. salt; cool to lukewarm. Add to
yeast mixture and stir in kS sup
Lukewarm water. Beat in 3 o.
once -sifted bread flour; beat well.
Beat in 4 tbs. melted shortening.
Work in 3 o- more once -sifted
bread flour. 1Cnoad until smooth
and elastin; place in greased bowl
and brush top with molted butter
or shortening. Cover and set in
warm place, free from draught.
Let rise until doubled in bulk.
Punch down dough in bowl;
grease top and let rise again until
nearly doubled. Punch down
dough and roll out, half at a time,
into a rectangle a scant pin thick;
Iift dough, cover with cloth and
lot root 6 min, Brush with melted
butter or shortening; out into
strips 1X" wide. Pile 7 strips
together; cut into 1H" pieces:
Place cut -side up in greased tnuf-
13xt pane; separate slices a little at
the top. Cover and let rise until
doubled in bulk. Bake in hot
oven, 400°, 15-20 min.
ISSUE 32 - 1949 �""" "'
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