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3 CAST OF CHARACTERS ROBERT BARRY—hero, explorer. MELISSA LANE — heroine,’ Barry's partner. = 43 HONEY BEE GIRL—Indian; member af Barrv’s party. : ~7ADES JONES = pioneer; Barry’s party.

Yesterday: Apprehensive lest the strange lost people harm them, Bob and Melissa plan to escape. And in their exhaustion of the moment they fall asleep.

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CHAPTER TWENTY

UST at dawn a weird chanting and hallowing awakened ’‘Lissa. “Bob! Get up, dear. Bob! It’s starting already.” . "The day’s festivities were indeed under way. The white couple had removed only their shoes at bedtime, and so were peering out in a moment or two. Already a great pile of wood had been assembled near the chieftain’s house and other wood bearers were seen coming from far and near. Apparently every villager, old and young, was contributing to the fuel supply and was making it an occasion for song. The songs had little but rhythm to recommend them. They were wordless, ofttimes discordant sounds in minor key. Yet they were in a definite pattern, the white couple discerned and everybody seemed to know them. : .8 ®.|8 HE sun had not actually apT peared as yet but the dawn was bright gray. It would be 9 o'clock or so, Bob observed, before the actual fireball itself could appear over their horizon. This was because of the sheer cliffs that hemmed in this kingdom to protect and isolate it from the outside world. Studying the light, Bob decided it must be nearly 8 o'clock even now; they had Slope very late, but they were refres . “We're getting off to a good start, anyway,” he said to "Lissa. “I hope I can remember some of these chants.” Obviously the villagers knew exactly what they were doing, for there was no confusion, and the pile of wood grew rapidly. Necessarily it was a mixture of scanty desert growths—dried cactus stalks, palo verde, miscellaneous brush and some of the extremely heavy mesquite and jironwood. Bob could ‘not see much of it growing; he realized that the villagers were making a definite sacrifice in| the wood itself, when they burned it in a worship ceremony. 2 # N due time a red cliff top to the Year was suddenly illuminated, as if a gigantic stage spotlight had been turned on. In that moment a new sound dominated the valley, and the sourse of action here was changed. First a chorus of drums—the same tom-toms, Bob noted, that Hopi Indians used—reverberated throughout the canyon. It was a penetrating bass : poise, Flarmite, ic, of great volume. BOO OOM-OOM. OOMM. Jn a series of quick double notes. Bob and Lissa observed that six brown drummers were pounding tom-toms four feet high or so, massive noisemakers on the roof of the chieftain’s house itself, The sound was frightening. Perhaps it was be. | Toa ed changed soon. OOMOOM (pause) OOM, (pause( OOMOOM. This was continued for perhaps a quarter hour—two beats, one, then two again, aad Tepes), 718 i ear white couple ha Deasa palace world, many a trumpeter’s Wi blare, but never had anything impressed them like this. 2 = 2

R EMEMBER what I told you, Bo ee “If you love me coming alarmed. you'll try to stop this senseless busi-

so nodded, in great earnestness. ony I can’t; darling! Our own lives may be endangered if I try. The maidens may actually want to be sacrificed. I certainly do not. This is a delicate matter, and I'm trying to figure 8 1Way out of here acefully—and safely:” Srtts ard, Bob, and you know Ht oOM-00M. OOM. OOM-OOM. No more wood was brought, but all were assembling by now. And from a number of houses - came men in fantastic costumes of skins and paint, with all manner of ceremomial objects dangling from them. Without any sort of preliminary, these men, evidently high priests of some s t mers and the rhythm again changed. Now it became a one, one-two-three beat: OOM-oom-oom-0oom, OOM-ocom-oom-oom, with double emphasis on the first, done rather slowly at

the outset, but gradually getting a || It seemed to be per-|| fect time for the extraordinary |

little faster.

dances began by the costumed ones, ” 2 EJ

HE priests stamped and hopped T and chanted and rattled the sticks they held, and soon the villagers all were chanting too, fo make a rumbling background of sound. This continued for at least half an hour, tut stopped so abruptly that Lissa almost jumped. The chieftain of the brown people walked to 'Lissa and Bob. He made moticns. - “This. is the moment!” Bob whispered. “Weve got to make our choice! Now! Which maiden is to die. God, this is awful “Lissa!” “No, no! You can’t! thing! Anything!” Robert Barry swallowed, then

Do some-

took a deep breath. He was still | without much hope, and he didn’t

dare offend these people lest he ‘and "Lissa themselves | be = sacrificed. But he determined to try the biggest bluff in his career.

FE turned ostentatiously to the : sun, and mumbled a long/jar- ~ gon. He winked at ‘Lissa, and raised his nds to the sun. She did likewise. They sank to their ' knees. “Act it out!” Bob mumbled. Lissa was bling. od e four maidens, who had been brought out tied hand and foot, Bob kept pointing to the ‘and | talking steadily to the

"Lissa was be-|

form signaled to the drum-||

mumbo-jumbo for two or three minutes. Then he looked imperiously at the chief and began a serious sign talk, as they had conversed at length the day before. Twice Bob had to resort to his pencil—which the brown folk seemed to regard as magic anyway—but in time he got his thoughts across. : : 8 8 =

UDDENLY then the chief issued S a command to his people. Six or eight hurried away, while the assembly waited. To fill in the gap, Bob orated meaninglessly to the sun. When the messengers returned with live rabbits, live snakes and other small animals, "Lissa’s curiosity popped. She had not spoken for nearly half an hour. “What is it, Bob?” she whispered. “What's happening?” _ “I'm playing a hunch. Keep acting.” Bob signed a bit more to the chief. Then, surprisingly, he took one of the wild rabbits, killed it, skinned it with his pocket knife, all with elaborate ceremony. Each piece of the carcass he placed on the great pile of wood, but he presented the dressed meat portion to the chief, instructing him to cook it. Then, Bob ostentatiously cut the thongs that bound the maidens, and set them free. He signed to the chieftain and folded his arms, standing beside ’Lissa with imperious mien. |

HE chief, duly awed by it all, -A shouted excitedly then to his ‘people, and the fire was lighted. Quickly there was a frenzy of yell‘ing and jubilant dancing. = . The sacrificial maidens ran away to join their families. Dancing continued as the fire ¢rackled higher and higher. The priests chanted, the drummers pounded on their tomtoms. Hysterical gladness and gratitude seemed rampant there, in weirdest possible sound and motion. It was theatrical, intense. “What is it, Bob? Tell me! What did you do?” ‘Lissa clung to her lover’s arm. | “I don’t know where we go from here, sweetheart, but I think we bluffed that one through. I told them we were messengers from the real sun god, and that he commanded an end of human sacrifice. I.said this tribe is small now, and no more people must be sacrificed from it. The maidens must bear children instead. In substitute, I explained, a live beast of the fields should be killed, and its skin thrown on the fire, and the good eat eaten as a symbol of feasting and plenty. The sun god, I said, wants eternal happiness to reign hers, not pain and blood and death.” She shivered a little, and snuggled closer, fascinated hy the amazing pageantry before them. “Oh-o Bob!” she murmured. | : “That’s the way I feel too, 'Lissa, (larling.”

(To Be Cortinued)

Daily Short Story

DEADFALL—By Frank Bennett

LD Dave Baird was sitting on the sunny side of his cabin,

cutting a notch in a heavy stick with his pocket knife, when the man with the snub-nosed revolver in his left hand came up from behind and rasped, “Don’t move!” Old Dave sat very still. . He knew that voice. Lefty Collins’ voice!

Only the day before, Sam Gaffney, who had taken over the Sherifi’s office in Rim Rock County when old Dave had resigned, had ridden out to warn him.

“Just got a wire from Warden McLaughlin that Lefty Collins come up missin’ t'other day at the evenin’ count,” Sam said, “Thought I'd let you know that Lefty’s on the loose, o's you could kinda be on the lookout.” Dave had been sitting on the sunny side of his cabin then, cutting a notch in a stick. “Why should I be on the lookout?” he growled without looking up. “I ain’t sheriff no more.” “Sure you ain’t sheriff,” Sam said, “but you don’t want to forget that you was the sheriff who run Lefty down 10 years ago. An’ you don’t want to forget them threats he made.”

“He ain’t likely to waste time Jockin’ fms wy He’s more likely to puttin’ miles between hi and the calaboose.” msit “1 wouldn't be too sure about hat, San said. “He might come somethin’ else—kill tw ‘with one stone.” 9 Binds

Old Dave looked up quickl: “What do you mean by that?” - y

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AM grinned good-naturedly. Why, everybody on the Rim Rock knows how you don’t hold no stock in banks an’ how you've got your life’s savin’s hid around here somewhere. Dave, why don’t you down to Richmond ang visit pe daughter for a couple of weeks? By then they’ll probably have Lefty.” 4 Old Dave shook his grizzled head. No,” he grunted. “I ain’t got time. The fur on the skunks is gettin’ good, an’ I got to finish makin’ these deadfalls. Besides, goin’ aWay 1s sorta like runnin’ away.” “Well,” Sam shrugged, “you can’t

Mind Your

Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. When a girl and young man meet on the street, which on Shots. speak first? 5 it better for a gir] to thank a man for Sd ‘her out or to. tell him that she enJjoyed the evening? 3. What may a woman reply to a man who says, “I am glad to have met you, Miss : Smith?” 4. Should a girl give Christmas gift to a ni with whom she has had only a few dates? - 5. Should a man give an ex- _ pensive Christmas gift to a girl he has known only a short while? !

What would you do if— ~ You are a man and you would like to remember at Christmas a girl that you have known. only a short time? ' A. Send her flowers, candy, or a book? ; B. Send her a card? C. Buy her a bracelet or. chain? - ! - 2

Answers

1. The rule is that the girl speaks first, though there is no reason for a man to hesitate, ‘unless he thinks the girl might: not remember him. 2. It is better to tell him tha she enjoyed the evening. | 3. “Thank you” is all that is necessary. 4. No. 5. No. for it isn’t proper for | a girl to accept an expensive. | gift from a man unless he is | her fiance. :

Best “What Would You Do” solution—either A or B.

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say I ain’t warned you.” He looked curiously at the ndtched stick. “Is that a deadfall?” | ' “That’s just the trigger,” Dave explained. “See, them two pieces fit in the notch, an’ the bait goes on the end of the trigger. When the skunk starts chewin’ on the bait an’ wiggles the trigger, them two pieces slip out of thé notch an’ let the deadfall down on him.” | “Umm,” Sam said. “Well, if you're goin’ to be stubborn an’ stay here, why, that’s all thers is to it.. But I won't be surprised if I find you dead the next time I come along.” 8 8 =a “ A IN'T ngver had no one kill me yet,” ave | grinned. “Expect to die a naturai death sometime in the next hundred years.” “I think you're aia old fool,” Sam had said before he mounted his pony and rode away. Now, old Dave Eaird thought as he stared into the black muzzle of Lefty Collins’ revolver, maybe Sam had been right. Maybe he was an old fool. | - 7 ; “We'll go inside an’ talk,” Lefty said. ! Old Dave led the way into the cabin with Lefty’s gun against his spine. | Lefty tied the cld man’s hands and feet with two lengths of strong cord. After this he shoved him into a corner of the room and stood grinning down at him. Old Dave’s face was expressioriless. : Suddenly Lefty’s mouth tightened and hisreyes became gleaming slits in his dark face. “Ten years ago I said I'd come back and kill you,” he reminded. “Well, here I am, but

+maybe I won't kill you if youll tell

me . where you keep your money hid.” Old Dave laughed harshly. “I ain’t such a big fool as to believe that,” he said. |

s = # laugh that made cold shivers play along old Dave’s spine—and laid his revolver on the table. Old Dave looked longingly at the revolver and then at his old sliphammer .45 hanging in the worn holster on the wall. His hands weren't tied very securely. If he could be alone for a couple of min-

! utes he was sure that he could get

loose. Then- he suddenly noticed that Lefty was lighting a cigar. “You might as well know,” the convict said, a strange glint in his eyes, “that I'm goin’ to kill you. But there’s two ways of dyin'—slow an’ fast.” He suddenly shoved the glowing cigar toward old Daves face. “If you want to die quick, tell me where your money is. If you don’t tell—well, I ¢’'n make this cigar last a long time.” Old Dave's face had suddenly gone pale beneath the heavy tan. The cigar was close to his cheek, so close that he could feel his skin The pain became intense, unbearable. “You got me,” tell you.” il Grinning, Lefly returned the cigar to his mouth. - “It’s in a tin can,” old Dave said faintly, “an’ the can is under a loose floor board under my bunk. Second board frora the wall.”

# 0 =» EFTY went over to the bunk. “If 4 it ain’t here,” he said, “you’ll wish you was deai!” ; He dropped to the floor on his

he panted. “I'll

| stomach ahd reached both arms

under the bunk. Old Dave watched him and worked frantically at the cord which bourid his wrists. The cord was tighter and stronger than he had thought. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Lefty fumble at the loose board. | Then, suddenly, the bunk dropped from its props and fell with a dull thud squarely across Lefty's out-

|| stretched arms, Lefty screamed and

tried to free his arms, but they were pinned securely between the bunk and the rough pine floor. - By the time old Dave had loosened his hands and feet Lefty had ceased to struggle. When Dave went. over to hin he saw that the convict had fairited. The old man pried the heavy bunk off Lefty's arms, then tied Shem together with one of the pieces of cord. He chuckled a little as Lefty opened his eyes. “Reckon you never

heard of a di ,> he cackled. “A. deadfall with a loose board for bait.”

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EFTY laughed a little, too—a |

OUT OUR WAY

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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

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“Maybe I can’t sass a cop. But you make me late for school and I'll have your shield for it!”

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Q—Who played the role in. the silent film version of “Stella Dallas,”

enacted by John Boles in the cur-'

rent sound production?

A—Ronald Colman played “Stephen Dallas.”

Q—When was the name of St. Petersburg, Russia, changed? A—In 1914 it was changed to Petrograd; and in 1924 to Leningrad, Q—Does Jack Randolph broadcast under the name Jerry Cooper? A—Yes.

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T/ME WIN, LOSE OR PRAW-

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A—Thirteen. They were born July 6, 1924.

MUCH

YOUR HEALTH

American Medical Journal Editor

ROM the very earliest times human beings have suffered with parasites which attach themselves to the body and bring about changes in the tissues. Among the writings of the ancients, there are frequent references to body lice. | Those which live on the head are usually gray, but incline to be of

the same color as th¢ hair which

they frequent. Those which live on the body are a little larger—the females being even a little larger than the males. : The eyes of both kinds are quite black and prominent. Those which live on the body are likely to be of a light gray color until they fill themselves with blood. Like other parasites, lice become lazy and indolent after they have fed themselves. . Body lice which live in the lower

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{parts of the abdomen are more

nearly the length of those which live on the head. They are supplied with

legs that are like claws and stick

much tighter than those elsewhere. : # 2 8 | JHE eggs laid by these annoying inhabitants of the human body are little, white bodies, oval in shape, which are glued to the hairs by a sticky substance. The pro-

‘ductivity of this particular insect

is tremendous. A female can produce 50 eggs in six days so that in eight weeks, one will have pro-

duced a total of 5000 descendants.

Presence of parasites on the scalp usually {is associated with

itching and irritation.. Because of the itching there is a great deal of |-

scratching, sometimes!’ drawing blood and developing crusts. When blood and crusts appear there is the possibility of infection. Finally the hairs become matted and the whole scalp is affected if the condition is neglected. NH | # 8 8 . T is important to detect this condition because it has a tendency to spread, particularly among children. .q : Various types of applications may be applied to destroy these parasites. Most of the preparalions are derivatives of petrola They are applied to the scalp, well rubbed

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fs QTL. Phe (2 RSEHER IS THE ONE ANIMAL THAT 1S NCCT AFFECTED BY POCRCUPING QUILLS/ ALMOST EVERY MATURE FISHER, CARRIES A NUMBER. OF QUILLS IN HIS PELT., ,. - wn ONE of the fisher’s chief items of diet is porcupine flesh, and skilied though he is in dispatching porcupines, seldom does he escape entirely from the sharp, protecting quills. Many old-time trappers of the north have never seen a fisher whose pelt did not contain at least a few. « » ® :

If this treatment does not serve to destroy the eggs or nits, they may be destroyed by the application of strong alcoholic solutions,

in, covered with a towel for 12 hours or over-night. Next day the scalp is thoroughly washed with a good soap and hot water.

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