Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 157, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 November 1922 — Page 8

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(Continaed) CHAPTKK 111 Ève plcked up ber ritte. She was trembling vlolently. Then, masterlng her emotion, she walked over to thè pack, placed Quintana’s ritte and mackinaw in lt, coolly hoisted It to her ehoulders and buckled lt there. Over her shouider she kept an eye en Quintana who crouched where he had fallen, unstlrring, bis deadìy eyes watchlng her. She placed thè muzz’.e of her ritte against his stomach. rested it so, holding it with one hand, and her finger at thè trigger. At her brief order he turned out both breeches pockets. She herself etooped and drew thè Spanish claspknife from ita sheath at his belt, took a pistol frcm thè holster, another out et his hip pocket. Reaching up and behind her, she dropped these lnto ! thè pack. "Maybe," she said slowly, “your ankle is broken. Ili send somebody from Ghost Lake to find you. But whether you’.ve a broken bone or not youll not go very far, Quintana. • • • Aster I’m gene you’ll be able to free yourself. But you ean’t get away. You'll be followed and caught. • • • So if you can walk at all you’d better go In to Ghost Lake and give yourself up. • • lt‘s that or starvation. • • • You've got a watch. • * • Don’t stir or touch that trap for half an hour. • • • And that's all.” As she moved away toward thè Drowned Vailey trail she looked back

PARLOIOIOAN CAYSAREGONE ■By Time Special WASHINGTON, Nov. ..—Do you remember thè parlor of your boyhood days. The walnut “what-not” in thè northeast corner, loaded with strange sea shells, inciuding thè one engraved with thè Lord's player and thè bigger one which, by holding to your ear, would give back thè soùnd of thè sea? Do you remember thè marble topped center table with thè great brassbound family Bible in its center? Do you recali thè giass- covered uax fiowers in another corner? The framed marriage certificate of pa and ma with their pictures and thè preacher’s. telling thè date when he made ma and pa “one?” Halr StufTed Sofà And thè hai r-s tuff ed sofà from which you were alwaye trying co lceep from sliding and try in vain? And lastly, thè old reed organ, with its walnut top all carved lnto fantasie desìgns—do you remember that? Ah, thè “parior” organi What a day that was when pa signed thè

New England Pudding Bv BERTHA E. BIIAPI.EIQH of Columbio University 114 quarts milk Ili cupa seeded ralsins Ili cupa rolled crackers '•s teaspoon cinnamon 1 teaspoon salt ’i teaspoon nutaeg 1-3 cup butter Ili cupa sugar, preferably brown 5 eggs Heat thè ralsins in thè milk and pour over thè crackers, alt and butter. Let stand until cool. Beat eggs slightly, add sugar and spie© together and combine with thè crackers and milk. Turn into a buttered baking dish, set dish in a pan of hot water. Bake two or three hours slowly. Stir frequently during thè first hour of cooking, or until thè pudding begins to thicken. to keep ralsins from slnking to thè bottom of thè dish. Serve with a Creamy Hard Sauce cup butter li cup thin cream 1 cup powdered sugar *i. teaspoon vantila Work butter until creamy and shir.y like satin. Add sugar, gradually and beat until both are light and creamy. Add cream a little at a tinte and continue beating. A d vantila and placo in a cold piace. This is very good when brown sugar is used in place of thè white powdered sugar.

contract whlch kept thè old “Story and Clark" parked In thè parlor. Well, those happy days are over. The dear. old parlor organ has gone. or is going mighty fast. The lateat census reports show that only 4,232 parlor argans were mar.ufactured in this entire country last year, against over 10,000 annually a little more than a decade ago! And where is Mabel now? Jazzing to thè phonograph. Or, more likely, tearlng down thè road in thè new fliwer. UNCLE SAM HUNTS FOR PLANT LIFE Sy Time* Special WASHINGTON, Nov Rich in romance is Uncle Sam’s world-wide search for new plant lise to make this country more and more into another Garden of Eden. And richest in romance of all these plants are four little seedlings—baby trees —in thè Government greenhouses here that are being nursed as tenderly as any mother’s chld. They are chaiilmoogra trees from whose nuts is obtained an oli that is now an accepted—and thè only—cure for thè dread disease of leprosy. With a retlnue of thirty half naked porters, Joseph F. Rock, plant explorer for thè Department of Agriculture. penetrated thè dense tigerinfested jungles of Slam and Burma to get thè precious seeds. For one entire day thè party was stalked bv a tiger who made off with two of thè natives that night. Rock’s matter-of-fact report speaks dryly of roving bears. howling monkeys, wild elephants and other dangers of thè jungle. But that is another story. The net result was for four baby trees. NEW FLINT CAR IS READY FOR SHOWING It was announced in July that Durant Motors, Ine., pianned to organize thè Flint Motor Company, c-rect a plant at Flint, Mich., and produce a new six-cylinder automobile to retali at Jl.lBO. Ground was broken for thè new plant in August, thè contragt specifying that lt should be roofed over by Jan. 1, 1323. and ready for oOcupaucy la March. U 4,

at hlm. His face was bloodless but his black eyes blazed. “If ever you come lnto this forest again,” she sald, “my fatfier will sureiy kili you.” To her horror Quintana slowly grinned at her. Then, stili grinning, he placed thè foreftnger of his left hand between his teeth and bit it. Whatever he meant by thè testure it seemed unclean. horrible; and thè girl hurried on, seized with an overwhelming loathing through which a sort of terror pulsated liko evil premonition in a heavy and tortured heart. Straight lnto a sire of dawn she sped. A pale primorse light glim-* mered through thè woods; trees, bushes, undergrowth turned a dusky purple. Already thè few small clouds overhead were edged with flery rose. Then, of a eudden, a shaft of flame played over thè forest. The sun had risen. Hastenlng, she searched thè soft path for any imprint of her father’s foot. And even in thè vain search she hoped to flnd him at home — hurried on burdened with two rlfles and a pack, stili all nervous and ' '.quiver from her encounter with l Quintana. Sureiy, sureiy, she thought, if he had missed Quintana in Drowned Vailey he would not finger in that I ghastly place: he’d come home. cali in his men. take counsel perhaps— Mlst over Star Pond was dlsi solving to a golden powder in thè | bllnding glory of thè sun. The eastern window-panes In Clinch’s Dump t glittered as though thè rooms inside were all on sire. Down through withered weeds and scrub she hurried, ran aerosa thè grass i to thè kitchen door which swung ajar ! under its porch. “Dad!” she called, “Dadi” Only- her own frlghtened voice echoed in thè empty house. She cllmbed thè stalrs to his room. The bed lav undisturbed as she had made it. sie was not in any of thè rooms; there were no signs of him. Slowly she descended to thè kitchen. Il was not there. The food she had prepared for hlm had become cold on a chilled range. Por a long while she stood starlng through thè window at thè sunllght 1 outside. Probablv. slnce Quintana had eluded hlm. he'd come home for something to eat. * • * Sureiy. now that Quintana had escaped. Clinch would come back for breakfast. Ève slipped thè pack from her back nr.d lald lt on thè kitchen table. There was kindling in thè wood-box. She shook down thè cinders. lald a Are. soaked it with kerosene, llghted it, filled thè kettle with freeh water. In thè pantry, she cut some ham. and sound eggs, conder.sed milk, butter, bread. and an appiè pie. Aster she had ground thè coffee she placed

all these on a tray and cani ed them into thè kltchen. Now there was nothlng more to do ur.til her father carne, and she Bat down by thè kitchen table to watt. Outside thè sunlight was beoeming warm and vivid. There had been no frost aster all—or, at most, merely a white trace in thè shadow—on a falien plank here and there—but not rnough to freeze thè ground. And, in thè sunshine. it all quickly turned to dew, and glitttred and sparkled in a mil Ilon hues and tinta like gema—like that handful of jewels she had ]>oured Into her father's joined palina—yesterday—there at thè ghostly edge of Drowned Valley. At thè memory, and quite mechanieally, she turned in her chair and drew Quintana’s basket pack toward her. First she lifted out his ride, examined it, set it against thè window sili. Then, one by one, she drew out two pistola, loaded; thè murdercus Spanish clasp-knife; an ax; a frying pan and a tln pail, and thè rolledup inacktnaw. 1: nder these thè pack seemed to contain nothing except food and ammunition; Staples In sacks and a few cans—lard, salt, tea—such things. The cartridge boxes she piled up on thè table; thè food she tossed Into a tln swill bucket. About thè effeets of this man it seemed to her as though something unciean lingered. She could scarcely bear to handle them—threw them from her with disgust. The garment, also—thè heavy hrown and green mackinaw—she disliked to touch. To throw it out doors was her lntention; but, as she lifted thè coat, it unrolled and some things soli from thè pockets to thè kitchen table—money, keys, a watch, a fiat leather case— She looked stupidly at thè case. It had a coat of arms emblazoned on it Stili, stupidly and as though dazed. she laid one hand on it, drew it to her, opened it. (To Be Continue*!) Baudanna* Bandanna hanlkerchiefs are used in a number of ways this scason. one of thè favorite ones is to t'.e it care lessly about thè throat. though somare tied about thè wyist. As hai banda and t#Wtn matefiaia bandaabu **• ▼•Of

DOINGS OF THE DUFFS—

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THEM DAYS IS GOKE FOREVER—

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BAR ‘MARRIAGE’ RUNNERS FROM COURTHOUSE CLEVELAND, 0., Nov. 10.—”Marriage runners” must do thelr “running” outside of thè courthouse hereafter. Probate Judge Alexander ' Hadden says they are a ménace and an e vii tbgt must be abollabad.

THÈ INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

The “runners” bang about * thè 1 courthouse, approach couples as they procuro marriage Ucenses and then lead them to a justice of thè peace, thè judge said. The justice pays thè “runner” a commission, he said. Judge Hadden asked that they be barred from thè courthouse in passirìg oh thè case òf assault a nd- bat,u*nr brougbt against Emll Borobert,

“That’s Where I Long To Be”

a courthouse guard, charged with attaoking William Skelly. Borchert testifled Skelly was a “runner” and that he had ejected him from thè courthouse. Judge Hadden discharged Borchert. The cuckoo lays its own eggs in another bird's nest, and has its young 1 reaced wlthout tiro übi* to itselX.

The Alarm Meant Nothing

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DOUBLÉ HOUSE SWALLOWED BY COAL MINE CAVE-IN WILKESBAftRH, Nov. 10.— One doublé dwelling, two summer kitchens and three sheds disappeared in a mine cave-in at Hudson. The cave measures 100 feet In diametere and is 75 feet deep.

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS —By BLOSSER

OUB BOAEDING HOUSE—By AHERN

Three families were housed in thè dwelling. Before they realized their danger thè building had settìed sevèra! feet. All thè persons scrambled through Windows and gotto safe ground. In two of thè homes there were severa! chìklren. No furniture was saved. A cripple gol out wltb thè aid of crutcbea and dwAcea tbe window be

NOV. 10, 1922

—By ALLMAN

—By AL POSEN

carne through had disappeared in thè cave a second aster his escape. The territory is undermined by thè Hudson Goal Company. in thè entire breeding season—about three mont.hs —a single pair of tiies will be responslble for abont slxty-tbree tona oX ili—.