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Evening star., 1943-09-26

her head. Il can't believe you'd do
thing like that to Sally. Wayne"
Wayne gathered Edith into his
arms. His eyes were very tender.
you're a smart woman, and love
you. You've been the kind of wife
most men hope for. and don't get.
You've been a mother. as Sally
would say, out of this world. You're
clever and understanding and kind.
But, darling. there's one thing you
don't quite grasp"
''So?" Edith asked. WHAT?
"The way of a man with maid.
Everything's going to be all right.
When dinner was ready, Wayne
called to Sally from the foot of the
stairs. She came down slowly, quiet
ly: usually she sounded like GRO
quet ball rolling down the steps.
And she looked not quite as she
had when Edith had seen her last.
There were the shadows of tears
under her eyes; she'd forgotten to
rouge her lips. And she had an air
of self-possession, of poise, that was
new, too. She came directly to her
mother.
1--WE been a silly little fool,
haven't II" she said. Il just want
you to know I've come to my
senses" She held up her left hand.
and the little diamond was back on
the third finger. I'm keeping that,
she said. "It means more to me
than - than all the dates and par
ties in the world. That's what |
found out.
SWELL" Edith said approving.
but almost matter-of-factly. Some
of the biggest moments in the lie
of family have to be handled like
that. eve were hoping things would
work out for you, DEAR"
Behind Sally's back Wayne looked
at Edith. He was grinning again.
And he winked. "How about gather
ing around the festive board? |, TOR
one, am hungry"
'Geer' said Sally, who had only
partially grown up, Edith noted with
delight. ''Me, too, Dad!'
The End
rx.xxr a ~ Al
Evening star., 1943-09-26
CONSPIRACY
Coatinued from preceding page

1t was the biggest, most powerful
experience life offered. yet it so often
came to people SO young they could
MT possibly know how to cope with
it. 1t was wild, unbroken colt. half
harnessed and turned over to an un-
skilled driver; no wonder it ran
away and wrecked things SO often.
When Wayne came home, Edith
told him all about it. His eyes were
very grave when she finished, and
his face had that queer wooden
quality it always had when he was
deeply moved and didn't want to
show it. ''He must have been bru-
tal," Edith concluded. "Oh, Wayne,
l didn't think Rusty was like that!"
''He isn't" Wayne selected pipe
and filled it with quick, vigorous
motions. Hes so crazy about Sally
he'd have begged her to reconsider.
He'd have given in. told him what
to say - called him long distance.
Had devil of a job getting him, but
l did. Told him the whole thing
told him how to answer her letter.
Apparently, he followed directions.
WAYNE! How could you? Sally's
hidden herself away like a wounded
animal; she's -"
"Just moment, darling. Sally
had that coming to her; it won't do
her any harm, either. A jolt like this
will help her grow up. If Sally's
going to get married, she's got to
grow up just a little: she's got to be
bit more the woman, and bit less
the pampered brat. Marriage, dear.
is for Vonsen. very young women,
perhaps - but not little girls
What did Rusty say in his letter?
What did you tell him to say?"
Simply that if that's what she
wanted, that's what he wanted.
That he felt that if she wasn't ready
to settle down to one man, she was
mt ready for marriage. That he
loved her, but he certainly wasn't
interested in making the sacrifices
he'd have to make to marry her, if
she were going to live her life as
though nothing had happened"
Cruel, whispered Edith, shaking
Evening star., 1943-09-26

on picnic, with somebody else"
If he did feel that way about it,
Edith was through arguing with
Sally about the matter. 1t would be-
such a relief to find something -
anything - that would make Sally
a member of the family again, in
stead of just boarder!
SALLY's reply came on the fourth
day, special delivery. She ran up
to her room to read it, and Edith
barked the shins of every chair and
table in the room as she pushed the
vacuum cleaner back and forth with
sort of blind determination to keep
busy while she waited.
Five minutes passed; ten Edith
turned off the cleaner and stood it
up in the closet. Fifteen minutes.
Half an hour. Edith couldn't stand
it any longer; she went upstairs and
tapped on the door of Sally's room.
60 away" said Sally in muffled
voice. And then, hastily, "Pleaser'
"Of course, DEAR" Edith said
gently, and went downstairs again
to start cleaning out the cupboard.
That delicate and tedious job was
one she reserved especially for times
when she wanted to get her mind off
something that worried her.
Sally didn't come down for lunch.
When Edith called her, she merely
cried disrnally, "Oh, l don't want
to eat, Mother. It's the last thing
in the world want to do"
Edith had an engagement that
afternoon; a Red Cross committee
of which she was chairman was meet
ing, and she simply had to be there.
1t was almost five when she got
home, and Sally was still in her
room. Edith freshened up a bit,
changed her clothes, and started the
evening meal; but she felt crushed
and impotent. Rusty must have said
something terrible to Sally in that
letter. Sally would get over it, of
course; she was young enough to
survive and, in time, forget almost
any shock; but it bruised Edith's
soul to have Sally hurt like this.
Love was such a perverse thing!
Evening star., 1943-09-26
TURNS BACK ON SOCIAL SCENE
finds Romance at work

lovELY Marguerite Krchner works for Victory wiring panel
boards for Flying Fortresse the Boeng Plant Seattle She
says: The dirt of toll doesn't harm skin For with Woodbury.
Facial Soap help freshen complexion. douded skin
beauty problem of mine Keep your complexion clear smooth
Get Woodbury-he soap made for the skin, alone.
Evening star., 1943-09-26
Private Blimp talks
back TO the top kick,
and gets away with il
sg~LIMP won't get up." cried
- Pull his blankets of"


I'VE did"
.'s-,gst Then throw him out of bed.
'sWe did"
Nonsense" said the Old Cor
poral. Blimp weighed ESQ pounds.
a mass which could not be thrown
out of bed without waking. Never
theless, he was sleeping on the floor.
.iQuit clowning. Blimp," said the
Old Corporal. But it was too late,
because Brooklyn shouted. Cheese
it, the First Sergeantr'
Hey. Whats This?
HIDE him. quickr' Willing hands
dropped sheets over Private Blimp
just as the First Sergeant entered.
He came down the aisle spreading
his morning cheer: How are my
brave fighters this fine -" He
stopped short before the mound of
clothing. Whats this?"
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29

Nothing lifts the heart like the
right sort of letter, and nothing
creates such a permanent ache of
discomfort as the wrong sort. Even
at home here, in our protected lives,
we all know the little prick we carry
about with us all morning when we
have heard from poor Carrie, who
says that Mama is very blue The
beef and coffee shortages are some
thing awful; George wasn't accepted
because of his deafness and the
weather has been something awful.
And on the other hand, a letter
with cheerful news in it, a letter
with a laugh here and there, full of
affection and confidence and cour-
age, will buoy one for days, even
though it comes thousands of miles
from across the world, from a writer
one may not hope to see for long,
long time.
"D'you mind running through
those DIS again." young soldier
said in my hearing years ago. We
were standing in the camp post
office and he was watching the mail
sergeant going through bunch OF
letters. The man shook his head;
nothing for Private Davis.
Little Niece Had Right Idea.
Gee, that's funny the boy NUT
tered, going away with little droop-
ing of his khaki-clad shoulders. He
was right here in America; his peo-
ro1a at hnron trn,u ,t,la L1
Another man showed me more than
once-showed all of US more than
once, the letter written by his r.
year-old niece. Kate hadn't forgot
ten him, anyway! Kate had included
two snapshots Of his Airedale and
had informed him that she was
learning to cook She would make
an ice-boX cake for him as soon as
he came home. 'kate's the only one
who's written" he said.
The mother of an 18-year-old SOL
der sent him box this Christmas
with the usual cigarettes and cookies.
razor from Dad, fountain pen from
Mother. In this box she put IL small
inexpensive gifts so that Tom, if he
asked few pals in for a little
Christmas celebration, would have
something to give them as souvenirs
of the occasion. She remembered
that boy of Is hasn't outgrown all
his small-boy characteristics, and
would immensely enjoy the excite
ment that distribution of pencils,
pens, wallets, pocket-knives, hand
kerchiefs and garters would create.
Collect Interesting Items.
We want them to believe that we
are thinking Of them all the time,
and the best way to do that is actu-
ally to think of them constantly, save
up bits of good or amusing news for
them as we used to surreptitiously
carry home to them the small cakes
and candy from a party. War to
every one of them is a desperate
and thrilling adventure, but even the
most extraordinary experiences have
their long dull stretches.
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just the flash of an out-peeping tiny
foot, the merest suspicion of a pink
stockinged ankle, and about her a
Wisp of fragrance as though she had
just bathed and sprinkled herself
with Florida Water.
Little Miss Ann Lee, accompanied
by Aunt Jenifer, fragile and tremu-
lously smiling under her poke bon
net, had taken the first stage from
Bantam Springs, arriving at the
small crossroads settlement of Top
Notch in the early evening. There
she and her aunt tarried overnight
at the very respectable boarding
house operated by local celebrity,
Big Belle. And there they spent the
following day and night waiting for
another stage to take them a days
journey through the mountains to
the King Cole Ranch, some miles on
the nearer side of Bald Eagle.
All this, of course, was because of
the letter she was carrying with her
now, most mystifying communica-
ton from a Mr.. William Cole-in-
triguing, even beyond its mere mys-
LITIGATION, because of the hundred
dollar yellow back that had come
with it. A huge sum of money-but
with certain strings to it.
And. upward of hundred miles
from Bantam Springs at the trading
post where he went now and then, a
young man named William Cole
Cody had received a very similar
letter. He considered the thing some
sort of hoax-but then the hundred
dollar Expense" money enclosed
was real dough. 1t was a long trip
across the mountains to Bald Ea-
gle; he had heard of the place as
had most men within a pretty con-
siderable radius. Why the devil
should he pick up and travel because
some no doubt crack-brained indi.
vidual beckoned? Why? Well then,
because a thing like that gets a
mans curiosity stimulated until it
won't let him rest; because it is a
simple thing for youth to scent ad
venture over the next hill. And, when
he is handed key, it's sheer hu
man nature for a man to wonder
what lock it fits!
So in the end Cole Cody slid into
his newest boots and hat, decorated
himself with his most flamboyant
bandana, looked to his guns and
through Black Rock Pass, and
came in due course to the stage
stop at Top Notch. He stabbed his
horse, had supper and went to bed.
In the morning he'd saddle and ride
on.
But a man never knows!
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29

The problem of what to sead
service man has been solved by the
men themselves. Tobacco tops the
list of gifts service men prefer
from the folks back home, accord
ing to numerous surveys. If you
have a friend or relative in the
armed forces-Army, Navy, Ma
rines, or Coast Guard-who smokes
a pipe, or rolls-his-own, a pound of
his favorite tobacco is very much
in order. A big favorite with many
service men is Prince Albert, the
worlds largest-selling smoking to-
bacco. Local dealers now are fea-
turing Prince Albert in the pound
can for the men in the SERVICE
Adv.
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29
LITTLE THINGS

A frequently quoted definition
Of morale is that it is "a lot of
little things" So is good let.
ter, and a good letter from home
goes long ,cay to,Uard helping
morale. Kathleen Norris tells OF
the disappointed private ,Uho
asked his mail-sergeant to run
through the pile Of mail just
once more in the hope that the
expected letter ,uas there after
all. Then he ralked a,uay, say.
ing, See, that's funny 1t is
funny, too; funny that ,oe don't
take more time to ,Urite, 1Uhen
letter from home means so
much to our boys.
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~ AC; ;!E:2!!! :!!!!![ Z

THE STORY so FAR: Old Early Bill
Cole, whose days were numbered. had
been shot from ambush early one morn.
ing BY a man who escaped with only a
bullet hole through his hat. Early Bill
staggered home and sent his Mexican
hand, Gaucho Ortega, for his friends Doc
Joe and the Judge, who arrived without
delay at the King Cole Ranch. Early
Bill needed the doctor to attend his
wound and the Judge to make his will.
However, Old Bill thought 1t would be
fun to make two identical wills. One
bequeathing his ranch and money to Ann
Lee, daughter Of his old friend Dusty
Lee; and the other leaving the same to
Cole Cody, son Of another old friend.
Now continue with the story.
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
Bell Syndicate-WNU Features.

w IHEN you write to the
w uniformed boy you love
' don't feel that the let
ter need necessarily be long.
Write regularly and briefly. If
he is on foreign service send the
letter by ''V-mail," which is to
say by air. Don't let your boy
feel himself forgotten.
These letters to our boys
are not too easy to write. On
one side, we don't want them
to think we are lonely and
gloomy and on the other, moth
ing is so desolating to those far
away from home as to believe that
they aren't loved and missed. It is
for you to be ingenious enough to
steer a path between these pitfalls.
Many years ago my father told
me that when writing to a regular
correspondent it was good idea to
mention time and place. l still find
it helps letter. You give him the
whole picture. Tell him that lit is
just before dinner; Dad is giving
Bingo walk around the block and
Sis is setting the table. l cut a lot
of gold and bronze chrysanthemums
today, and with the fire and the
lamps they make the room look
lovely. I'm wearing my old blue
jersey, but Sis is going to the movies
with Roger-who may be called any
day now, by the way-and looks
lovely in her black velvet. l can
smell cornbread baking and hear
the Watsons' baby rebelling against
bed time, as usual" That sort of
thing takes him back home.
What Not to Write.
On the other hand, what does he
get from pages and pages of stuff
like this? well, suppose you are
surely having an interesting time,
it is all but winter here, we listened
to the Presidents speech and sim
cerely hope this dreadful war will
soon be over. Winter is upon US;
you will probably have no snow
"llSiS yoo arc, SllllldllS SOllul-
tons differ. There is no news, town
as dull as ever, everything is just
the same, l am going to work with
the Red Cross as usual tomorrow"
Make your letter little home
magazine. Watch the papers for
items that concern the friends he
loved or the sports that interested
him, and paste the actual clippings,
which are much more interesting
than your mere quotations of them,
in the letter. If there is a good il
Illustrated joke, or picture in one
of the illustrated weeklies that is
striking or amusing, put those in,
too.
One mother in our town takes the
80 pages of the Sunday comic sec
tons every week and binds them
with gummed paper SO that they have
some body, and mails them to an
adopted soldier in Alaska. Grown
persons follow comics with avid en-
joyment; every man in the family
has his favorite series, and the SOL
dier to whom these bound pages are
ScIl ICpOl llldl lllGy CllC uldlG
til they are reduced to rags.
Family Record Great Treat.
Another large family made rec
ord a few months ago and shipped
it to the adored son of the house,
who is far away. Grandfather and
grandmothers, cousins, aunts, broth
cr, sisters, brothers-in-law and few
intimate friends brought the partici-
pants to 81; one of the girls in the
group wrote jingles appropriate to
every personality, and the faraway
boy, acknowledging this birthday
gift, said that not only he himself
but every one of his pals liked to
listen to it, over and over again.
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29

w 7HEN you write to the
w uniformed boy you love
W don't feel that the let
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First Story,

} We in America call the ground
floor of building the first story.
What we call the second story is
the first storey" to the British.
The word STORY derives from the
past paEticiple of the old French
verb "estorer," meaning to build.
Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1943-01-29
Acid INDIGESTION

Relieved in minutes or double money back
When excess stomach acid CAUSES painful suffocat-
ing gas stomach and heartburn, doctors usually
prescribe the fastest-actng medicines known for
symptomatic reief-medicines like those in Bell: ans
Tablets. No laxative. Bell-ans brings comfort in
fifty double your money back on return Of bottle
to US. 25c at ali druggisse.
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Hawaiian Islands

The Hawaiian Islands were built
up by the eruption of volcanoes
from $4,000 feet below the sea to
1928 feet above the sea (Mauna
Kea, the highest mountain).
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Largest Elm

Largest Elm.
The Rathbone elm of Marietta
is believed to be the largest elm
tree in America. The trunk is IS
feet in circumference.
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you all my life, the sorts of things a
man might expect from you-only
he'd never know what to expect!"
He sobered. me, I didn't show up
very well that night, did I? Guess
I must have been halfway drunk
and your style Of playing drove
me crazy-and to top it off, I lost
pretty nearly every cent I had in
the world. Just you wait until I can
get into another game with you'll"
Sure - Say, Call Where's that
jug?"
"1'n go put up my horse" said
Rance Waldron.
Again Early Bill Cole said,
Sure" and lay back in his chair
and pulled his hat brim down. He
sat there very still, looking into the
fire. A queer little smile, happy
sort of smile with some strange sort
OF tenderness in it and flick of hu-
mora flick of devilishness, too,
maybe-touched his lips
When Cal, first to return, came
back into the room he thought the
old man was asleep. So he was. Old
Early Bill Cole, full of years and
of wickedness and of a rare sweet
ness, was taking his ease in his last
long sleep.
1t was hard to catch a glimpse of
the girls eyes, so wide and dropping
was the brim of her pink straw hat,
so long and inclined to lower them
selves bafflingly were her lashes.
Her cheeks, too, were pink, and
there was laughing dimple in one
of them. She scarcely lifted her
fluffy skirts an inch when she
stepped up into the stage; there was
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

~ Dttt NAN EllsI WV W. Ah' ffA@
gcSt cases OF the year, the Herman
affair. Is handed him. He
Will. however. holo only one seS-
sion until ne Is feeling better.
Hats off 10 the policemen at
McGraw station who gave their
peanut stand to An
thony Noski, the blind boy who
runs the stand at Recorder :
Court. VoSki's first peanut stand
was broken by the meaneSt man IN
town few weeks ago. The new
container was filled with nuts.
For some time now there has
been a good-natured feud between
Councilman Van Antwerp and
Common Council Clerk Ralph Sill
ter. 1t started in the last war
when Van Antwerp was an officer
in the Sixteenth Engineers and
Sitter was with the Thirty-SeCond
Division. Both claim their TeSpcC-
tive outfits did The most 30 win the
vdr- t1C argument never CndS ana
Sitter. with n funny look in his
eye, calls Van Antwerp the gen
eral."
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

What's the price of rice in
China? jim ConlsD, co-pllot of an
army plane somewhere In Africa
couldn't tell you. but he can tell
you the price OF fig and dates
Too much, he says, and then eX-
plains:
1.-THE Arabs over here sure
take advantage of us poor fight
ing men. They soak us away too
much for things. That is they do
until the local gendarmes come
around and make them lower
their price. After they make
them lower the tariff they give
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26
Union Head Faces Draft

NEW YORK, Feb. % GNS).-
Joseph Curran, president of the
National Maritime Union CCIO),
has taken a physical examination
preliminary to possible reclaSsifi-
cation i'm the draft, il was learned
today. Curran. 81. is married but
has no children.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

Thy couldn't wait for her twenty
first birthday 10 become an army
nurse. She signed up six months
beforehand, Immediately upon her
graduation last June from the
Mary Thompson Women'S and
Children'S Hospital in Chicago
She asked for foreign service
aboard army Air transport planes.
This week II became official and
Dorothy left for Amarillo, Tex.
where she will receive her basic
training.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

can bet your
ia tlon c a r q
Dorothy Cop .
pens "a o u a
h We Volu n
teered to b G
one. And that 5
the way Mrs. =.
T.. Coppens de-
scribeS her cid
est daughter 5
attitude toward
war service.
Seems DorO.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

the last five
weeks and when
he reporte d
back 10 h g
b ench yester-
d a y he W a S
thinking a few
weeks Of hear
ing small eases
might put HIM
b a c x on his
feet. But no,
ona nj tho bIo-
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26
People You Know
Phone Co. Lists Heavyweight as F-atty
b, MIIIIAM FLEMING

the lobby Of Catholic Central he
ran INTO Harry Groth, former
star Of the high school himself
VINO has already cut himself a
ucc war record. They had quite
time of IL, rcplaying bali games.
Parachute nurse! No. there lsnl
such a thing, but n there was YOU
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26
Give Your Lazy Liver
This Gentle Nudge
Follow Noted Ohio Doctor Advice
To Relieve CONSULTATIONS

II liver bile doesn't flow freely erery
dov into your intestines -cQnstipation
with its headaches and that "hslf-alive
feeling often result. So stir " your liver
bile secretion and see how much better
you should feel! just try Dr. Edwards
Olive Tablets used 80 successfully for years
by DR.. r. NJ. Edwards for bis patients
With constipation and sluggish liver bile.
Olive Tablets, being purely t,gciable.
are wonderful They not only stimulate
bDe flow to help digest fatty foods but
also help elimination. Test their good
ness ToNICHTi Follow label djrec-
tiOns. l5t, 50l co.. AL drugstorss.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

Fat stuff department ATTY,
Arnold ZeleInik is listed In he
phone book and that, a. u should
De But the telephone company
showed an unconscious sense of
humor IN lI>lng hW lm, way.
Zclczmk Anold r atty II so
happens though Arnold hits The
scales over 30 pounds and -
more than "a ,tllc on inc roiuna
side. 4 friend ol h> lu>. noticed
thc listing and called hum up
Hello" he said. "i> this FATTY
2eleInik ."
Pvt. VI. McMullcn. who used 10
act a. trainer and >pu1inc parc-
nor for Justice Murphy, writes
from Fort Riley Kan.
This - the ife. sleep all
dan. that il until i:30 in the
morning. then have the colonel
draw my bath. After that
have n few rounds of goli and
maybe polo game. Then II
am not too tired ] go out at
night"
Al the bottom Of the letter IN
big type he says '
who in hell do think ] am
kidding" ."
In passing. Helen Potter. now
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

of ID. and now ENSIGN BANONI>
an ensign in the navy, dropped
into town to see his friends. In
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-26

so She uppcd
and dood it,
Maybe now she
will get one Of
those bikes the
WAACS ar c
seeR 10 get
r c u n i O n:
Vince Banonis,
form er All
American foot
baller from u.