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AUTOMATIC,
BOOKLET.I;ti;
.Blacksmith, 83,
Finishes Quilt
George Keefer, 83 -year-old
blacksmith of Butler, 0,, exhibited
a quilt of 25,000 pieces when' a
Strasbourg, 0., store held its an-
nual quilt fair.
"There`s no reason we men
<•all't quilt just as well as any of
tate womenfolk," he said, finger;
ing his work proudly. "Been quilt -
in' for 40 years now, and. 1 guess
you might call this my master --
piece."
Keefer's gent was one of. 171
colorful pieces displayed.
SYNOPSIS
RUTH WOODSON, 19 years old
an orphan; feels herself a burden
on her cousins, tire LAWRENCTS,
with whom, she lives. She impul-
sively takes a bus to the mid-weit
to see work, and is put off the bus
when her money runs out. A storm
breaks and rihe seeks shelter in a
big old sto;:e house with a blue
door,
Just as the old woman care-
taker opens the door, Ruth faints
from hunger and is carried up-
stairs by the old woman and of
young man named JOHN Mc.
NEILL. The old woman mistakes
Ruth for ELAINE CHALMERS,
whose grandfather built the house.
Muth resolves to quit the old
house next morning before "PEN..
NY," the caretaker, awakes but
oversleeps. John McNeill calls and
asks if he may come to dinner that
night. Ruth likes him, decides to
carry on the deception a day long -
ter. She discovers that the old wo-
man h mentally queer, and that
there is some mystery attached to
the bine door.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XX
After a bath in the big -old
fashioned bathroom that opened
off her bedroom, Ruth dressed her-
self with great care. She put on
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SSOE NO. —'4o
the whits linea blouse she hail
bought en route and set her nat.
ural1.' curly, short. hair with the
aid of a comb and a few hairpins.
She thought hopefully, "If a
strange Tuan admired me while 1
was sitting on a park bench look-
ing dejected, why shouldn't John
i\lcNeill admire me when I'm sit.
ting across the table from hint
looking happy?"
For elle was happy.
Even though her fuutre was ars
obeeur'e anti Urr))romieing tie e
young woman's future cite very
well be, .Ruth 'was happy in 1he
midst of this strange and piqual.t
adventure which had befallen hey.
For a few fleeting hours she was
playing the role --rind playing it
convineingly--of a girl who has
everything.
"No matter how drab met cuia-
nionplace life is for me after to-
day," she reminded herself; "I'll
always have this funny little inter-
lude to remember."
The Problem of Tomorrow
Yet even as she hutnnled a tutee
and anticipated John McNeill's ar-
rival, her thouglus were beginning
to grapple with the problem of
tomorrow. , .. She would leave at
dawn, walking out: the wide, tree-
shaded street that led to Cleve-
land. She'd manage to get a ricin
in that direction.
"Other girls do it," she told her-
self, "and no harm done. .A11 you
need is nerve and ii level head,
I'll develop both after I've kneel: -
ed around a while." She was not
letting herself be too hopeful of
finding that mythical ""Girls' In-
dustrial League" which only yes.
terday she had been pursuing.
Things like that she realized now.
were too good to be tette. She
would look for the place ill Glevt,-
land, but if no such shelter cmuld
be found, then she would fight
tooth' and nail to. win a decent e'
igen ea by smite other means,
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1t 1435 tUEA Service, mt.
Jolie McNeill was arrkinp.1
:Downstairs she heard his -cheery
.ful voice greeting Penny. He had.
evidently come in the back way
from his home next (loon. Truth
was assailed with curiosity eon -
corning John's house and she went
to the window which afforded the
• best view of it. Only a tall althea
hedge separtcd the two big lawns.
The McNeill house was not nearly
so large as this, its neighbor, and
was of red brick instead of stone,
bat it was more homelike - In spite
of its old-fashioned contours (it
actually wore a little turret on itt
roof!) it still had an air of today.
Tlie lawn was perfectly kept, and
Ruth could nee comfortable, pillow-
filled chairs on the long veranda.
"Mies Elaine!" called Penny ur-
gently, and Huth turned and ran
down the stairs, all care laid aside.
Not A Useful Child
John McNeill greeted her in the
hall, 'laking both her hands in both
of his. "We're doing better," lie
said, smiling down into her dark
eyes. "We've developed a double
handshake! Well, what have you
been doing with yourself?"
"Exploring the house," .Ruth an-
swered, and then added shame-
lessly, "There's so much 1'd for-
gotten. The drawing roost for in-
stance."
John said, "There used to be a
gold clock on the mantel. And
some wax flowers at each enol. Are
they still there?"
"Yes," replied Ruth. "Conte and
.1'11 show you." She took him into
the big room at the left of the
wide entrance hall. A fire blazed
on the hearth, throwing a warn,,
ruddy glow ower the roots, '.Che
brass tender, the tongs and the
quaint old uaat scuttle gleamed
brightly in the flickering light.
nWell!" John's exclamation held
surprise. "How'd you ever get
Penny to shine up the old room
and start a fire?"
"I did it thyself," .Ruth told
hint. "I found a bottle of furniture
polish, teo, and a funny contrive.
an.ce called a "curtain brush.' 1
used both. The effect's very nice,
1 think." She pointed with pardon-
able pride to the burgundy velvet
curtains at the long windows and
to the carved mahogany furniture
which slie had brightened.
"Gosh, yes!" agreed John, look-
ing around. Then he looked at the
girl herself. "But imagine Elaine
Chalmers doing the saintly house-
cleaning! Who'd have thought it!"
It was the second time he'd
spoken that name "Chalmers."
Ruth pigeon -holed it itt her mind
before replying. "Why not? I used
to go to girls' camps, you know."
It seemed a safe answer,
"As a recall you," said John Me -
Neill, "you weren't a very 'useful
child. Ornamental, though, When
you'd come back for one of your
Tittle summer visits all the kids
in town would hang around to :4''t.
what you were up 10."
"And what was 1 up to, genre•
ally?" Ruth questioned.
"Plenty," he assured her, "show_
ing off fir the little natives, In-
viting theta to parties and bossing'
them. Dashing around tuivn in that
chauffeured car with a foNit;rt
mune—the typical little rich girl
coining back to her mother's bone:
town "
"I Kissed You Once"
,"What a conceited young. itlit t
i must have been in those day'',"
Muth remarked, enjoying herNel.
thoroughly. "Can you recall aw.
thhig i t all trice about me?"
"Yee," nodded john McNeill.
"You were always as game as the
devil. They say you were tante
known to refuse a dare. You could
outride and outswini any kid int
town,•,
"The advantage:, of. wealth!"
Ruth pointed out, vSwirnuiing and
horseback riding conte easy to chil-
dren who've been provided with
beaches and horses and bridle
paths," She realized that she was
speaking a little bitterly, lack ie
her owe dreary childhood there'd
been it little girl in her town who
owned 0 spottiest pony, and who'd
refused to let the shabby little
Woodson girl ride it. She found
terself disliking; Elaine Chalmers
its the symbol of all those selfish,
)amper'ed children who have more
f this world's plums than they
eecl. Then she recalled that to -
tight she was Elaine herself and
lust remain in character. "But
ou were just old enough to be
comfit'," site bantered. "Yon
'casted me like dive*.
"I hissed you once," he reznai•k-
d, its if it had become suddenly,
inportant. ""X suppose I did it just
a tease you. Have you forgotten?"
Ruth said, "A girl never forgets
er first kiss." Again she Melt. a
larust of dislike for the girl she
as supposed to .be. ""Let's go belt,-
enny," she suggested. 1.
Penny gave them apronis and let 1
them do as they liked, Ruth ret
the table while John and 1'enrly
-argued about the steak. The .silex:' .s
and china which the 01d -Woman
had given her to use wereOmni
ordinary,
"T giless they've taken av:ay ail
the fine old Chalmers thins," that .!
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MOTHER IS TH BET .J D „ •r
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SHE SAY
THEY'RE
FLAKIER,
TASTIER/
thought. Then she paused in her
tracks to figure something' out.
This was not a Chalmers house,
for that name belonged to Elaine's
father, and it was her mother who
had lived here. Her mother was
the daughter of the old railroad
king who had owned, and perhaps
built, these walls. Not to know the
family name gave Ruth a sudden
feeling of insecurity. There was a
way to find out --
Drinking In The Past
She slipped from the .roost, clos-
ing the door behind her. She
crossed the hall to the big dark
library which was back of the
drawing room. There she took
from a shelf a book and carried it
into the connecting drawing room,
roto the circle of firelight. She
opened to the fly -leaf and found
something which she had hoped
was there, an old book plate bear-
ing the Latin words, "ex Libels."
Underneath, in a strong, clear mas-
culine .hand, was written, "Silas S.
Hunter."
She made the test with several
book, and always found the same
sir -name. In some cases "Silas S."
and in other cases "Duncan" pre-
ceded the name Hunter. "The old
Hunter house," Ruth said to her'
self softly. The knowledge would
he useful.
She did not know how long she
stood there drinking in the past,
wondering about the old house and
the people who belonged to it. She
only knew that all at once Jolta
McNeill opened the door and cross -
cd tb.e room to her, his face look-
ing flushed and eager and glad.
He held out his hands and she
went to meet him, forgetting the
past in the contentment of the
present. When he took her in his
arms and kissed her tremulous 1ips,
that did not surprise her either,
This was a dream, and streams
should be happy.
He released her and said, '":l
called you, and you didn't answer.
I had the feeling you might have
left as suddenly as you came. H's
a rotten feeling. I've had it all
day—"
"Forget it tonight," Ruth said
with a shy little smile, "I've just
been in here absorbing atmosphere
--how's the steak ?"
"It's elegant," he said. "It's per-
fect."
"What modesty," commented
Ruth. They had reached the thres-
hold of the dining room, On the
table there were lighted tapers,
and a great bowl of pink rocs was
in the center.
At Ruth's rexclanlution he said,
with a sweeping gesture, "Candles
by :Penny. Flowers by McNeill----"
"Oh!" said Ruth. "What have I
clone to deserve all this?"
"Just being yourself," he said
gently as he held her chair.
Rath felt she would always be
glad that he had not said, "ju't
being Elaine." This would be
sweeter to remember—tomorrow.
(To Be Continued)
Ration "Swaps"
The first open case of ratior,
swapping appeared in London,
England, last month, with this
advertisement in the Golders
Green Times: "Orthodox Jewess.
sweet toothed, wishes introduction
for shopping, swapping bacon fee
sugar."
The food authorities have point-
ed out that the rationing laws pro- I
vide for a maximum penalty of
a two-year jail sentence and a £50(1
02,225) fine for swapping,
W. S. I41orrison, Minister of
Food, is considering; exceptions fot
vegetarians, however,
Swapping is discouraged on the
grounds it would tangle the propel
allocation of foodstuffs.
A Winter
Pudding
By Frances Lee Barton
are summer salads anti
-winter salads; snramer pies
and winter pies: summer puddings
and winter pud-
dings. The win-
ter foods are
heavier, for our
body engines
need adilltional
fuel in cold
weather to keep
us warm. While
winter clisheo
are in order,
here is a particularly delicious
steazned chocolate pudding. It is
certainly worthy of your considera-
tion.
Steamed Chocolate Pudding
2 cups sifted cake flour; 2 tea-
spoons double-acting baking powd
er; x,!_ teaspoon soda; 34 teaspoon
salt; ee cup butter or other short-
ening: it cup sugar: 1 egg, teen
neaten; i squares 'unsweetened
^hocolate, melted; 1 cup milk.
Sift flour once, measure, add
baking powder, soda, and salt, and
sift together three tinges. Create
butter. add sugar gradually, and
cream together thoroughly. Add
egg and chocolate, beating until
smooth. Add flour, alternately with
milk, a small amount at a tine,
beadition
Turntinintogwell greasedafter moldeach, Oiadling
full, cover tightly and steam
hours. Serve hot with your favonitt
pudding sauce. Garnish with
whipped cream, if desired. Servet
10.
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