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The Custard Florence Binfham Livingston (^>5JfT<«ht bj G«org* H Doran Cumpanj f If g«e • UNCLE JERRY aTNOPSia.-UvInf? In a bam, cdnverted Into a dwelling, Mrs. Penfleld Is manager of KVf apart ment building known as "The Cus tard Cup,” originally “Clustar Court." Her Income Is derived from laundry work, her chief pa tron being a Mrs. Horatlus Weath- erstone, whom she has never seen. Living with her are "Crlnk" and "Thad," homeless small boys whom she has adopted. They call her ‘Penile." Thad tells Penile a strange man was Inquiring for her under tier maiden name. A tenant, Mra Ouesle Hoeley, Induces Penile to take charge of a package, which she daes with some misgivings Searching a refuss dump for things which might be of value. Crlnk. veteran at the game, encounters a email girl, l^ttlk. who proves a foe man worthy of h»e ete#| He takes her to Penile and Isttle gets an tavitattog to join the family. Cm AST l * III —CPAttniM*. Mrs l‘e«Ae4l r»«ere«i her IrUMftg h*or 1 with a* oM sheet sad prwfg«e.l H 'a * coraer Twra>ag she s*~«l a eyes m tte p#W%ly pasro -4 — *W *ee* keoe% Pee metal *1 TVs Mra etf tmmU im tw awmssy VW • • eey Be»Ie km •ka* aai>i»aoa«> • Vest rk «es gg erwer* • MS e# Whs lor io ewewe t—t f»'se aeiss Woe •mar s» yes *sP ike »oo»a.' *ew Ota* ge«s a a dkosi»o ewe wo r SIwos «s 4 eAw at** ke»ei *» 'kkae* a aapn» W o teamry Lee- a | a*r I gtso eo>aa e Wo *•** e# s« so eaeo ta*s ••sees eowka toss *«-so Sbee’0 tape * •* osSs* Waesseo %■«• ensM. i *«e «ta ♦*»< »ws fH* 1 * *«• Wo* l weows'S ska* * te teessw Saw * Vkar »«iss«a «oiy at<<s o wseo yas«ss*w •we •# - -- -pff - kHwS evso Vk«s eyas warn • wswo Vws Ska esaewaetswk »sw •was •eWw at*. ***l •# e*cSas at ewe « e sss ea>« sweS<ss > Vpr oo kanas Mra *TB Map •t»k • eat os# t%* aka Mra ivafteW arhaowladgsd aar trt- it^nph. bat bora tt with ramarkabla otodsatj, * CHAPTER IV Urtelg Jkrry. Many tlmea Mrs. I'enfleld had npecu- la tod about the Identity of the man who hud boon iteurcldnjf far her-—who had even traced her to The Cuaturd Cup and then failed to find her. Sev eral days hud passed since Thad’s re port, and she had neurd nothlriK fur ther; neither hud she the slightest clue, except that it must have been someone out of her girlhood, «ut of the past from vyhlch^she had sup posed herself cut off by the severing of all close ties. That past was filled Hvlth painful memories. It was not an unmixed Joy to know that a previous acquaintance might he near and that at any moment she might be called upon to talk casually of those years which were burled deep In her heart. The very sound of her maiden name had stirred lethar gic recollections Into renewed life, Into the power of shooting like darts of agony through ths commonplaces of dally routine. Inevitably, since Imagination Is a more vivid artist than reality, she had exaggerated the posalbllltlea of the encounter, antlciiwtlng them with a dread which ahe was far from feeling when that encounter actually or rurrrd. She even answered the ring of the hell with the arrrne conviction that a neighbor waa railing. nsssmlng.* ahe railed bright' ly, a* *he rolled aafcle the Mg door. A nwa afnssd an (he warped hsmnf that !•«•* the pla«w a# frwM atepa. lie • aa aMmd t#Vf yearn oM. ragged nenther Wwi*a. gKIng (he igaprwaanMk ■4 wo> wg g. yg and hard wwrh. tnrea Ib*nf Hat M hone he fWHd wMh • i—rt ■ MMMMmnen wnam «aee%es| Me MM of heo mmmt gmiwang Me port adwog «wa» •kg »vgM m Ihw keewn eyon MMahnd OM Of -Ten t gnd • lod* Mm iWnley 1>n Ml • Mir. telling anybody that bnm- A ••e •* the alana 4 John J. of heottle. an attlvn new.hm of tho Aner;-aa legbiA Ha haa Joined i " ade Klllefer. fornserly manager of rnrd on a; caiia tn ea "All r1fht. M j ^ Angelea rluh of the raclAc "And If anybody dua^mme, trtll ( leagie. and tltarlea J. IxK'kard, you please aay Tve gone same- w *‘ 11 kno * n Waahlngtoo hu«lneaa man inento and won't l»a back for a coupla i ^ ,p P urr haae of the 'club. Harry daya?" - - ' Wolverton, ace-of-nianngers of pen- Mr>. I'enfield's eyea grew wide. ® nn I* < 'haslng hall Cluha In the West, "Sure I will," . she said slowly, "If wn " B ‘*l«‘ r ted to lend the club. you’ll do your part. "My part! What do you mean?" “I moan If you’ll go to Sacramento." "Ain’t you smart?" snapped Mrs. Bosley, "I ain't asking you to do a crime. Ain’t no harm in your saving me a little bother.” "Ain’t no bother saved by doing a little harm, either," retorted Mrs. Penfleld pleasantly. “I’m always glad to help out, hut I can’t go so far’i that. I’m sorry." “Very well.” (tussle tossed her head angrily. "All I got to say Is. you'll trip over something bigger, holding your head so stiff.” She turned with a wrathful flourish and clicked off, her high heels pounding out echoes from the sides of the narrow alley. "Some little lady!" commented Jerry , Winston, with a laugh. “Hot and pep pery like a Spanish sauce!" Ills face straightened; his merry eyes grew keen and c»4<I. "You don’t like Mrs. Bosley, do you?*’ She stared at hint. “How did you know who 'twaaf He shrugged. "Oh. I've met hat Imoltend. Saw 'em together ogee." -Where r " TN.wat.ora*" he tniralrked. "Nj* la yarmmratn." Sullivan was born In Massachusetts, but preferred the thrilling environ ment of the West to the classic sur roundings of Cape Cod. He arrived In Seattle In 1904 and set about to / ' **• I MppMSWi ha *a»— pas** Mbs as *•** »smMM4 ‘ he as a •»■• ««*m» ahaa MhaA 1 -*4 Ihm r-wsissM trnwm.% we wmE "TVm na ms awg* W «**4 aa ««• me » nagi'mAawmA *faa paaV I aeM MN * arm hsaaf • i SMMt hawm 11 •'•emi* Ikswm WW •me #•*• •< hs* •wwsMMI wa WaMM • 4Ma« Im— | am* aa hha •—ii fw* I JeHn j. Sullivan. hie edamtlMl la law |g tha f ■€ Wsabtagtn* a pa*r Hag paM hta way thn—gh 4 by hoMtgg gawg a >"• M •Are After Ma ahmtamag la 1 t rwfiaMsg. W b—ggae a* Bites* Sigteg Aseirwt all— laker aa—MaM to tW att— ft%MM • #*# n •Mhagf ' e V am i %m mgs ••* g gal ’Time IMS — ana* he •»* *ta—haw —ig | '•• am Shtoft toe thga ii as— w $ m a * a *• «# k— I • — •*4 t fegfhy W #** ' a—seat earn •g —maph— to seW# SmS MW 4M a— •—g ft— a— IS— pm* k—nee —Ms— *%*• gh SW pewpge g — TW •—aahi ► -* MW •—et* *f* t— »ear— aaeei sag —•mra—* W ke—km* he— ah Why He Called It “Portland” Cement . In 1824s an English mason wantd to produce a better cement than any thn in use. To do this he burned finely grand clay and limestone together at a fcgh heat. The hard balls [called clinker] hat resulted were ground to a fine powler. When a mixture of this dull gray poWer with water had hardened, it was the ccor of a popular building stone quarried »n - the Isle of Portland off the coast of £15' land. So/this mason, Joseph Aspdii, called his discovery “portland” cement. That was less than one hundred yea* ago. > Portland cement was not made in the United States until fifty years ago. The average annual production for the ten years following was only 36,000 sacks. Last year the country used over 470,000,* 000 sacks of portland cement. Capacity to manufacture was nearly 600,000,000 sacks. Cement cannot be made everywhere because raw materials of the necessary chemical composition are not found in sufficient quantities in every part of the country- But it is now manufactured in 27 sutn by 120 plants. 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(>n<* cl.in«M» at tho occupant i of the wash bench reduced hi* high j enthusiasm to 11 round, double stare, framed in amber eyelashes. “Thad,” said Mrs. I'enfleld for mally, “look what we b'ot while, you were cone." With the n^ate ladle she pointed toward Lottie with the air of nn entomologist who indicates a par ticularly fantastic hup. "This here's Lettle. And Lottie, this here’s Thad," Havlnp thus separated their person alities with the convenient ladle, she reached for another bowl. The sotting of the table had not been a difficult thlnp for Crlnk to learn. On a cloth composed uf^fonr flour sacks, united by hand, were four plates, four howls, four tumblers of Sinter, four spoons, and, In front of Mrs. I'enfleld, a plate of cornhread, a small piece of butter, and a knife. "Now, boys," signaled Mrs. I’enfleld. "And mind you go alow and mean what you *ay,’ You know (tod can t hear /lofting unless you mean It." Then the mixed rhorua said slowly: ’i.ard. we thank Thf# 'cause we fnt big appetite* and good thing* to —t mmm MW W fcgd W— —atoMd -to!? at rare MM—* a**, agd tWg with fW r»torse that WWWa all wagderera as Whigd a vwrtalg «sf tacit rrtttet—a Jerry W Igsfng cleared hta thr—t "It • mighty little I g— to (HI y**u I "Vnit raytolf," be began It makea me b>ncsa>nke to think of the life |\e had to giro np. Se«-ma like 1 can smell the wimnU In my dreams. I could smell 'em when 1 was a young ster. and finally I couldn't stand it any longer. That's why I ran away. But that wasn’t why I didn't keep in ioUeh," he added qulekly. "No, sir, that was 'cause the family didn't for give me for not 'staying home and going Into the store, us they’d planned. So naturally' I—’’ He finished the sentence with a wave of his hand. “And now you’re living near here?" He TresTFated. over,’! ‘‘Yes. a Tew blocks * ■ y be' replied vaguely. “I dtopf know whether I shall hang-’rompt or Depends!" : not. Her line eyes grew deep with sym pathy. "Do you mean you can’t find anything to—to do?” ^ —"Pm try Ing but o *SJMw fmm, mi mrntm * f 1 *—* sassawHa— ^ ■— 1,r "* 1 M TW4 tofiltod to tfmm «W EMrW— “My tltowp* - —W4 Jerry Wta—.to "IW that lit I to sKasto ho>»togs »• »•— do— W? | dhte t kgto* yog had agy jo«gg»icrs "I ha« e two—three—by adnpttsag." "Queer you ain't sure of the oum- l>er." hg eonuiientrst «lyljr. •rige of them la brand new," she smllesl. "I Imven't bnd her hut u day. Thud, dear, this Is your Uncic Jerry. \ t tb.it ftfegf While they were getting gcquninted, Mrs. IVnlield went into the kltelien. "We’ll have luneh pretty soon," sbw calbsl hack. ‘Tve got some cornhread warming in the oven, and I’m making dried-beef gravy. I*ve been saving a Jar of strawberries hoping we’d have company, and now I can open it for one of my very own family. Ain't it Wonderful?”. , Mrs. Penlield circled around by the front door. "It’s time for Crink," slm saiiL looking out into-tho driveway" •"(lobd inorning, Lorene. Ev’rything going smooth Ii’ tt# 1*4 LiGlON IS AH AID TO LABOR Rees 1 Me— •* IINatoe Fadto—a Rce>aaa Warh af ******** tannaa Maa'k Ocfawiaatsa*. I*rale* of tho wi»rfc of thr Am«rtcan l-rgb 11 |n hrhalf of the laboring man was tolresl by I'rrsUtont John Walker of the Illinois Federation of !.ahor at a recent state conference of legion couninndeni and udjutunts of Illinois. "Unloniam Is indebtetl to the Legion for the fight you waged against unre stricted immigration which prevented the dumping of foreign hordes upon our shores to destroy the standard of living and of wages," he said. “No union man can help hut feel grateful • to you for this." 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Mrs. Penfleld was sorry, she had pressed the matter. “I do ho/»e, you’ll'St ay,” ahe Bald. “It has been lonely, 'fhm? afu’t nobody left— nobody.” He hkoked at her kei-nly, pityingly. -Nobod) r fthe shook her h—d. “Neither of pl^hlo, and be can’t—be wo®*t my family »oc— I had * few year* ■ "Wbf. thgt*« (•* ttod. Loeee “In the last war,” he said, “there were <380,000 American fighters bear- _ ,, , t ln K union cards. But if there had not Lorene Percy paused on her way . — . . . . ,—r. . —... / been a trade unionist In that war, past .Number 47. -She was a pretty „ . „ ., ^ . , * union nipn rouln nnt h**ln hnt ^fltnnfl hair. She had an excellent business position, besides singing in a choir, and Jdie whs frankly a favorite with .Mr*. Penlield. “No, not .everythin*." smiled the girl. "Dick (*hsee end I have been Invited on a lovely trip to M»uat *•.“ , I of happtws and tb— ■ • lab ym csoebl tained in your constitution. “You have pledged your co-operation In two endeavors of unionism to wIjkj out Illiteracy fr«>m this country, and In the campaign for Americanism. A bill lias recently gone through the legisla ture raising the educational require ments of children who have to aorfc from the sixth to the eighth grade* Another low provide* kindergarten* f«e pore rhtldrv a*d atodbor I tom fto mfpMM rfteMrasL Tboro le a 1 MB aoa» p^Mtog to rwrkaSm Uho .SHtoso* I • Wfrnmrnt tarn o< 1 too awnf rnmmrnmmm ti mrnmrn