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Tilt BaniwtH Peopl e-Sen tiii€U Ban well. S. C- Tbandaj, Normber 26, 1936 I F ! %A it ecipe Joan Crawford Deux Fruit Salad Eighteen large stewed, spiced prunes, two large tart apples, mayonnaise, grated yellow cheese, crumbled Roquefort cheese, let tuce. When you stew the prunes, add an inch-thick stick of cinnamon and three or four whole cloves. Cook the fruit until tender out not tbe least bit soft and mushy. When cool remove pits, leaving the prune as whole as possible. Peel apples, cut in quarters and remove cores. Then cut in thin slices. Dip apple slices in mayon naise and then into crumbled Roquefort cheese. Dip prepared prunes into mayonnaise and then into grated yellow cheese. Ar range on individual salad plates on leaves of crisp lettuce. ©—WNU Serv.i'c. The Split Infinitive A split infinitive is a form of ex pression in which the sign of the infinitive “to” is separated from its verb by a word or phrase, usually an adverb. For instance, “to quickly return” instead of “to return quickly.” The split infinitive is frowned upon by a few “purists”, but it is used by nearly all good writers and is now regarded as respect able English. However, this form of expression is not usually adopt ed unless it is smoother or more affective than the regular form. GUNLOCK RANCH by Frssk H. Spearman Ml IET RELIEF Fill ■ATEIT IEII COLIS ‘‘"zmSS I T&t.Bfk. II bottiae Thai mm 10e. for free si ■ids W FWro New Dope DO. PENETRO Work Is A- Salt Work is U># very salt of life, not miy preserv ing it from decay, but also giving it tone and flavor —H. Black RELIEF rJSS The ongtful Olophanr^wrapped genuine pure Mf •Win HI MIT Hull II 10. st.Joseph GENUINE PURE ASPIRIN Inferiority Complex Most failures are due to inca pacity to fathom one's own abil ity. Up in the Morning Feeling Fine! The refreshing relief so many folks say they get by taking Black- Draught for constipation makes them enthusiastic about this famous pure ly vegetable laxative. Black-Draught puts the digestive tract In better condition to net regularly, every day, without your continually having to lake medicine to move the bowels. Hcxt time, be sure to try BLACK- DRAUGHT A GOOD LAXATIVE WNU—7 4&—36 H2 DANDRUFF She Uses Glover’s I She used to be a victim of Dandruff. Biu oo more! Her •can is regular use of Glover's Mauge Mai .on J Glover • Mah s.-rd Sotp lot ike akaaooa Thsi » • hat VOutboeM be doufferYOUkl CHAPTER VIII—Continued —13— “Alwaya blows the wrong way for me. I don't mind loaing the timber. If It had caught him, Td—'* He checked himself suddenly. "Look here,” he Jerked, “why can’t we help the wind along next night there’s s blow—Just give things a start down there?" "What d'you mean? Burn him out?” “Why not?” McCrossen took the cigarette from 'his mouth but said nothing. "Well?” sputtered Van Tambel. “Why don’t you talk?" "I don’t fancy that kind of a Job." McCrossen shifted moodily In his saddle. “Bill Denison and I have got our differences—plenty of ’em. Some day I expect to Iron ’em out with him. But It'll be done In daylight” Van Tambel sneered. “Look out he don’t get you and the girl both." “He’s welcome tq, If the luck’s his. Well”—rthe words came reluctantly— ‘i’ll talk to Barney itebstock. You’ll have to pay him well." After Van Tambel came back from the hospital, he reopened his office In Sleepy Cat ”1 thought you said the old devil couldn’t get well," complained Pardaloe to Dr. Carpy. Carpy was laconic. “He can’t Some day he’ll crack up sudden.” But Van Tambel kept Jaoe so closely nnder his eye that she had no chance to see Denison. One day her father took her In town on business. The volunteer Are fight ers were clamoring for their pay. and Jane, knowing the details of the agree ment with Pardaloe as to bow much beer and “grub" should be provided, plus their pay, rode with her father, to town, to settle with Pardaloe. "BUI." she said to Pardaloe. when the accounts had been straightened out. "I want to aak a question and I want the truth." pn- •-lo* looked at her with shrewd benevolence. “Fir* away, girl!" “Why does my fstber bate Bill Den Ison sor Pardaloe ahlfted uneasily. “Ton won't like tb# truth. Mias Jane." “Whether I like It or not. 1 want yen to tell me. Bill." she said. “Well, jour dad wsats the Spring raarb—started a fight far It at the Medicine Bend land oAcm BUI bent him there, ae be goes op te Washing ten. and BIU has te sell eff his rvwn te gel money te fight and pny lawyers. Tore he got theeogh. the hey hod te set! everything hat his shirt In keep kla end op Kind of tough “ “It was tough.' aooeoiod Jane grim ty Her eyes were half tlsasg and her as If tw sheet eat a*- Pardaioe warmed te his Mery. "If It we al yea. Mias Jane, as' year ewa dad I d rail s man that’d net that way — •ell. wonder te me I* Bill never plnsgvd him. Sew deal cry; I Inhi yea yon wouldn’t like K." Jane ahooh her hand and hrnehed the leers from her eyes with a geatnre af defiance. “Uanl miad a Utile aha Bill You've laid me what | aahes —ike trath Bow | want ta tail nowwlklag Hoi piewae keep my tret—will yen. Bin?" Pardoloes hoge. hoaewf hath mo Vi eg >*•*. sod deep plerclog eyes tattled confidence. Jane had aa difir colly la repealag H In the laahy as Sheriff “Sheet." •■• all ha Mid gntftly she toM him af her firet ■tee (lags ntlh I Weiss a. and af their rides together. She deerrthed haw he had mved her life sad how afterward her fathrr had ridden ever ta the Deni son ranch with Date McC’rosnon. cre sted a scene and forbade her ever again te see Denison “I'm ostchej now like s two year old child." she concluded, “and I'm rebel lious Pardaloe looked fct her appraisingly. He observed the animation of her man ner and the fisiih of her eye; be lis tened to the rapid flow of her words and the aplrtlfd way In which se spoke them. The old frontiersman looked at her ua sn art 1st might look on s flow er; he coul.l see, but couldn't quite un derstand all tlmt wns hidden within It. “I wish." said June, musing, almost is much to itcrsclf as to Pardaloe, “1 knew Jimt shat to do.” ”l»n nothin’," suggest Pardaloe. Jane bridled. “Do nothing! That Isn't very pleasant to think about” "You’ve got to realize your circura- stauceii,” he returned. “In the mess you're In all around out there. It’s best for yen: to sit tight ’n’ do nqthln’. You dor. t know it, but you’re settln’ on a box of dynamite. You've got three men out there, all three desperate quick on the trigger. And It wouldn't take much to start airy one Into action. There’s your dnd, McCrossen, and Bill Denison. If anythin’ begins with three men like that. It won’t stop till there’s harm done.” "Do you expect me to act as peace maker. Bill?” “1 didn't say that—’twouldn’t be no sort of use. There’ll be peace there when bobcats go back on Jack rabbits.” “Well," sighed Jane, reluctant, “you know best, Mr. Pardaloe—" “BUI.” r “You know best. Bill. 1 may want to talk to you again." “Any time, honey." Riding borne with her father, who rode slowly, she had plenty of time in think. And her thoughts were sober- bord. was a thorn I* her side. To meet him every tsy and ho half way nionMsi van a 4a ly Mm*. Copyright Prank H. Sr WNU Sonrtm He tried to make op to her. “I got off om the wrong foot with you, Jane,” be said one day. The two were stand ing near tbe ranch-house door, In the sunshine. "I know that, all right All I can say Is, If there’s anythin* I can do to square mys4lf, I’m ready to do It whenever you say the word. Is that fair?” Jane waa looking up at the moun- talna. She anawered without rancor; a mild manner must be her cue now, A week passed. Van Tambel lay In bed. He bad to send Jane to Medicine Bend to attend to some bank business there. To keep her under surveillance. Van Tambel ordered McCrossen to ride to Sleepy Cat with her. When Jane heard of the arrangements she flatly refused to go. “What’s a-matter with you, you damned cantankerous thing!" demand ed her father huskily. “Ain’t my fore man good'enough for you to ride with?" Jane’s features set. *T won’t ride with him,’’ she declared crisply. “Why not?" thundered her father, rising up In bed. “Oh!’’ he exclaimed, swearing violently, at a sudden twinge of pain. “Why won’t you ride with him, you hussy?” Jane drew herself up the least bit Her father’s rudeness stiffened her attitude. “If you want to know the real reason, I don’t want him trying to kiss me on the way home after he’a had too many drinks In the Red Front saloon. I won’t ride with him. If be goes, I don’t" Finally Bull Page was assigned to es cort the wayward Jane, and tbe two set off for town. Jane was most In terested to get some news from Bull Page about Denison; but Bull bad nei ther seen nor beard of him since tbe Gunlork Knob Ore. In Medicine Bend. Jane extended • note, drew some money, paid tbe taw- pita I Mila, and waited for the after noon train borne. When she got te Sleepy Cat It was ten o'clock at night, and no rig waa at the atatlea from the ranch. She was compelled te spend the night at the hetet It was a long time afterward before she realised that the whole trip had been planned by her father and MrOeneen for • parpena She ram early. heeakfnMed alone, and Maned enl ta pay the few renmialag •re Mlth She went firet to Span's apt, and returned th snap Ja*e. Ms cmtrhns e< Mp Mde. nan si mag In Ms barber chair. 'Hette there. MUe’ Weill liens things one at Onatarhf” thi Hm mm ’KM at _ bMhseta’f" sc ll»« much ’Ka *Y« harry shstM that . bat I anal te yea. am am fcsupvr and MrW« m Jaw mM handM 1 kim tha m rwM only ran my aid •ark aof af tL"-fipMta si —1 want* il Mind If 1 earned cuM far ike tow. 'Nans af M alU ever ama Jake." that ever swept them bills.' Mid Spot to. counting ever the money per functorily “Done more damage to the range—not te spook of loots' the beet man we bad la Sleepy Git sad crip plin’ up tbe beet mao we bad la the bills." "Who was that. Jake?” "Why. Bill Denison." Jaoe started visibly. “BUI Denison?” she echoed In consternation. “Wbat do you mean?" "Well, you know he’s In the boa- pit si" "I know nothing of the kind." ex claimed Jane sharply. She stood white as ■ sheet “What has happened? Tell me!" “Why, didn’t yon know his eyes Is gone to hell?" “What do you mean? What has hap pened? Tell me!” r— Spotts started \lolent^y out of his torpor as he saw with amazement the effect of his news on his visitor. “Why, Carpy says his eyes got burned some gettln’ through that Ounlock Knob fire. Then some son—” Jake checked him self. "Somebody set his ranch house afire last night and nearly burned him up. Ask Carpy: he’ll tell you.” She hurried to the hotel. The doc tor wns out on a call. Jane hurried to McAlpin’s barn, where she hnd left her pony, and rode straight up the bill to the hospital. CHAPTER IX "Where Is he. Sister?” "Ills room Is on the second floor— 218 Shall I show you the way?” “If you please, Sister. I learned only a moment ago that he was here. I’ve heard of this dreodful ranch-house fire only this minute. Did he tell you bow U hspi*ened. Sister?" “He has hardly spoken since they brought him In. But Mr. Scott Mid It was getting oct of tba burning ranch “How con Id that have happened? His eyes were scorched la Mvlag me. Sla ter. from getting burned to death an "Oh, my dear." "You don’t know what terrible fires we’ve been having down our way." "They’ve been terrible everywhere this fall." "Do you think there is any chance to save his sight? Oh, Sister, can you im agine how I feel?" “Dear heart, I do know how yon feel. Of course I don’t know a thing about the case, except that Dr. Carpy has given very strict orders about his care." She was too considerate to tell how worried she knew Carpy to bl?. “Of course his room Is dark. And his eyes are bandaged. We like Mr. Denison so much—he’s always been so kind to ns with nice gifts. This Is his room.” The nurse laid her hand on the knob of the door. “Shall I go In with yon?” ‘‘Do, Sister,” said Jane. Sister opened the door. “Good-morn ing, Mr. Denison.” “Good-morning, Sister." Jane, walking In on tiptoe behind her guide, heard his answer. “Who’s that with you, Sister?" Jane had stepped as lightly as possible; but his ears had detected her footsteps. “I’ve brought you a visitor. I hope you’re not cross,” she added, banter- ingly. “Who la visiting me?” he asked. Jane had been gradually drawing closer to him. “Bill?" He started violently. For an Instant he was silent as If listening for more. Then he responded, low and strangely, “Jane?” “Yes. Bill." In the dark, her hand touched his arm. He caught both her hands, crush ing them within his own, and drew one and the other hungrily to Ms Ups. “Sister," he said, composed, yet eager, “can you And a chair. In the dark, for MIm Van Tambel?” With tbe nurse gliding out of tbe room. Jane’s hands crept over his shoulders, around bis neck, and as bis arms enfolded her. their llpa met to give and to receive that for which words wers not needed. *1 didn’t want yon to bear that I was la trouble tin we knew more about B- How did yon find out I waa here, Jaaer "Jake Sports. Bin. I never dreamed of sorb a thing." she Mid tremoleasly. "He (old Me the ranch boose was bnrued last sight. Oh, Bill T ”7 think maybe my eyes win be an right ta a couple ef days Ben Page has been asking fine me for a ohite. He gM bald ef Bah ftcMt la brlM Me ••• Qsrpy —and the dnrtee anal ms been" He fall hse warm tears •galas* Mo cheat. He tlsmd 'taM away from bee eyva “Pont try! There's nothing ta try ease. fH bs afi HgM when my eyvn pH better Owe *** Myn that won't bn tang. I •tea ynn hadn't heard nf It* ”1 wish ynn d never heard ef Me. BHI Te thlak ef tt. the* | should have been the caaM nf Meeting all this tram Mil UA why rwabJat | have stayed borne that disadfM day last sad of rid •ag lain daapeef fTI never, a*i rc forgive Myself. And fm aaUsMed M My h. Hut. hat the real reueaa I rode ap there aag herauM V um boa gry fee a sighi ef you—that um the real ruaaaa Bin " IbrMaaa only laughed. "Don't Utah /•a"re the ealy eue that ana hungry the s sight. If I bedel been oroatlag around the Kaah trail where I b yea hied as Much in rids, Pd hare raagM eight af you. W then? Why. Jane. If you were burning la a fire, why Moulds 1 I Jump Ip after you? Wbat weald be left far M*r “Da year eyva hart terrIMy. Bill?” -KM when yea rs bees. Jane ' "Oh. I knew better I know they da And I ran da aMMat ta help I” He Made tight ef her worry, wers More fhrtlre tears more prayers, mots sobmlaMoa from Jean. More happy laughs, mora ardeet em- braces, mors carefree cheer from Deal- IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL UNDAYI school Lesson By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible InvtituM of Chicago. C We*tern Newipeper Union. Lesson for November 29 CHRISTIAN BROTHERHOOD LESSON TEXT—Philemon 4-2o. GOLDEN TEXT—There la neither bond nor free....tor ye all are one ir. Christ Jaaua. Galatians 3:38. PRIMARY TOPIC — Paul’s Shortest Let ter. JUNIOR TOPIC—Paul’s Shortest Letter. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC— A Slave Becomes a Brother. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC— Christ Transforming Social Relationship*. "Why. BUI." aba protested at length, * one would think there was nothing tbe Matter with you. And I am frightened to death.” “1 was frightened to death myself till you came. It*! not much fun sit ting alone here In the dark. What frightens me most ta the thought that If the wont should come. I’d lose you.” "You can never -lose me. Bill Re member that” "Yes, but a blind man P* he exclaimed desperately. "Jane, F never eould ask you to mbrry me blind—" "There’s only one way to keep me from marrying that good-fof nothing BUI Denison—that’s to kill me and make me Into dust—even then, I’d tremble under his feet I would—Just to annoy him.” Her tongue was light and happy when she said good-by, but her heart was dread with fear. She rode straight f o Carpy's office; luckily she found him lb. "Doctor! I’m so worried about Mr. L^enlson—” “So am I." "You know what happened?” “Said he got trapped in the ranch' Louse fire.” “Yes, but It was trying to save my life when his eyes first got hurt” "Never said • blamed word about that.” "I was ap on Ganlock Knob, and he rode up to get me through the Are, Doctor," she asked, unsteadily, “can’t you save his eyes?" The old surgeon looked at her sym pathetically. "You're asking a hard question, Jane? There are times when a doctor can’t tell much better that an outsider bow things are coming oat Bill’s la bad shape; I must admit that Bet l*M doing everything saa I can for Mm." m if corrmvuH SMALL SIS 60c LARGE SQZ S1.S0 Letters are always interesting, and especially so when they bring good news. The brief epistle to Philemon is one of unusual charm. Paul writes to Philemon, a Christian brother in Colosse, to inform him that he in sending back to him Onesimus, who was apparently Philemon’s brother (v. 16) but who had through misfortune and sin (vv. 18, 19) become a slave. Evidently, he had stolen from Philemon what he needed to enable him to run away, and had ultimately come to Rome. Having reached this great city he no doubt was satisfied that he had placed himself beyond the reach of anyone who knew him. But he had reckoned without God, who not only knew where he was (see Ps. 139: 7-12) but also what he needed. He is brought into touch with the im prisoned apostle, Paul, and through his ministry the fugitive slave be comes a “brother beloved in the Lord” (v. 16). How marvelous is the grace of God. and how patiently he deals with those who attempt to flee even from his love! Our study of this epistle centers around four great words. I. Appreciation (mr. 4-6). After an introductory word Paul •peaks dt his love for Philemon, his appreciation of the latter’s hospitali ty. his felloarahip. and his faith. la Paul flattering his friend In order that ha may grant his re quest" Certainly not. but Tie la ea- pressing his true feelings toward a faithful brother. We need a re vival of Christian courtesy and ap- predation of one another. The man who thinks that ha must •how that ha la true to Christ by trusting others with boorish rude mm needs to learn a new leaaon from the Lord himaalf. and from tan Word. n. Considers lieu frv 9-14). Pawl could have kept ailunt, and •orouragad Oneaimua la remain with Mm. Ha needed help (a. U) but without Jm consent af Phiiamaai ho would not knap Oneaimua (a. 14). At the same time he reminds Piute mon vary tactfully that ha owns them both loving coueidtcaHno We have here a sytktng illustra tion nf the candor and conetderale thoughtfulness which should charac ter tie the deoimga of Christiana with one another We need to put away cars la aa trampling upon the rights of others to order that our work may go forward. til. Brotherhood (re. 16-16). The fact of regeneration does not change a man's social status so far ns the world la concerned, but with in the circle of God’s household he becomes a “brother beloved.” Let ua look leas at the accidents of cir cumstance. education, or birth, which differ and rather magnify the family relationship, for all who are born again are brethren. IV. Partnership (w. 17-60). Paul counted Philemon not only a benefactor and a brother, but a partner in the great enterprise of God on earth. Partners share both joys and sorrows, gains and losses. They stand by in the hour of need, they plan and labor, weep and re joice together. One wonders what might be accomplished for Christ if all Christians would accord one an other even the ordinary considera tions of partnership. It should be noted in closing that verses 17 and 18 present an illustra tion of the great doctrine of imputa tion. The wrong of Onesimps was to be charged to Paul, and Paul’s standing with Philemon is the basis of his acceptance of Onesimus. Even so the righteousness of Christ is imputed to the believer, because our sins have been laid upon him. What a wonderful Saviourl UncU Plul€y SajfS: The Mark Stays Gossip is like mud thrown against a clean wall; it may not stick but it leaves a mark. Things that “cannot be done’* are done within the following twenty years. Be natural, borrowed garments seldom fit well. There are people who think they are observant, who can’t tell you offhand what are the pictures on a one-dollar bill or a five-dollar bill. Ability to Profit There is sometimes much abil ity in knowing how to profit by good advice. Silence is the wisest argument of the ignorant man and the wise man can frequently use it to ad vantage. A girl’s no-hope chest is one that begins to accumulate inter est-bearing bonds. Smile, smile, smile if you like, but don’t pound people over the head in your enthusiasm to make them do it. Equanimity *"pRY it for a day, I beseech you, to preserve yourself in an easy and cheerful frame of mind. Be but for one day, instead of a fire-worshiper of passion, the sun-worshiper of clear self possessions, and compare the day in which you have allowed it to grow up; and you will find your heart open to every good motive, your life strengthened, and your breast armed with a panoply against every trick of fate; truly you will wonder at your own improvement.—Richter. Happiness should be shared. 'Rplu * *nd(k ned EYES A. > Fear. Bsps and Cara Man must have eoene fears. ho pee. and cares, far lha coming morrow —Sr fuller. A Three Days’ Coogh Is Yoor Danger Signal Ha mnUer hew yea have tned for ento nr kMBMBM L-___ eto relief new ouh Cr ke towing and yea aaaoM afford to lake a cT otth anytruaf Ism than Crm mam. oturn bom rtpHL> ir* eg the truubM to aid >aad heal If ether don’t ke la aaihnciMd to g_ ar l to refund If 9M A Mother’s Love No language can express the pow er and beauty and heroism and maj esty of a mother’s love. It shrinks not where man cowers, and’ - grows stronger where man faints, and over the wastes of worldly fortune sends the radiance of its quenchless fidel ity like a star in heaven.—E. H. Chapin. Spare Hours Bind together your spare hours by the cord of some definite purpose, and you know not how much you may accomplish. Gather up the fragments of time, that nothing may be lost.—W. A. Taylor. ,si£r LAdO of Hals Hating people M Like burning down your own home to gat rid uf a rat—PoadklL DUOS HAM EASILY lUk • kwh yw. Mw-wtaw Uonkm row ksir sag k« bow Matty H aura In yhen 10c um canuiM >)4 uasa i •• tW J< mm. Get Morobm at your MOROLINE ■ ▼■SNOW WHITE PETROLEUM JELLY Wordless Superiority Some people can be effectively •’superior” without saying a word. MILD