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makers because ‘the work is simple ; |
and requires no tools. They, how¬ !
ever, are not as durable as the cro¬
cheted rug, owing to the fact that the !
braided sfrands are sewed together,
and far this reason we advise to sew
with a strong waxed thread. ! \
The above “Pin Wheel' 1 rug meas¬
35 Inches and requires about 4 |
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pounds of cotton rag rug material. :
The center section has a black back¬ !
ground and the 3 section design U ! |
white. The outer circle and inner i
center of hit-and-miss’ mixed :
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colors. I
Cut Strips 1 ^ Inches wide. Fold
edges under and then fold again to I
make strip about one-half Inch I
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wide. Use three strips in braiding.
Start in the center and sew 8 row*
of braid around, keeping work fat.
Start next row on opposite side of
where the previous row ended. Work
around, changing colors for 9 rows,
aa illustrated. To change color sew
•trips of new color desired to the
ones in use. Start again at different
place for 8 outside rows, then sew on
the last row separately. This rug
has 20 rows.
If you are Interested In making
rag rugs, send 15c to our Rug De¬
partment for book No. 25, which con¬
tains 26 rugs in braiding and crochet
Instructions are given with each rug, j
also directions for braiding and cro¬ |
cheting rugs and how to prepare your
rags Into strips to get the best results.
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Fallacies
“They are getting fallacies eveB
into nursery rhymes,” said Farmer
Comtossel,
“It’s as serious as that?”
“Yes. sir. When you’re ordered to
kill off porkers, what excuse is there
for saying, ‘This little pig went to
market’ ?”
Final Proof
“You must not have had a very
good time at the party yesterday."
“Yes, I did, too.”
“Aw, go on you ain t even sick!"
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SYNOPSIS
Prudence Schuyler comes to Pius^er
Farm, inherited from her uncle, to
a new life for herself and her
David, hi, health broken by
The second day on her farm
falls from the barn loft into the
of Rodney Gerard, rich young
* neighbor. There is at once a
attraction, but Prudence de
to maintain a cool attitude to
him. She suspects men since her
husband ran away with her
wife. Len Calloway tries to
Prue’s timber, but she dislikes
and contracts with Rod to dispose
r '•? le trees - David comes to the farm.
clown appears, advertising a circus
a nearby town Prue accompanies
and Jean to the. show. While
are watching the parade, Chicot,
old clown, is accidentally killed. He
the grandfather of Milly Gooch,
of the circus riders. Rod became
with Milly when she lived on
Farm. Calloway intimidates
laborers so that they cannot
hired to cut the timber for Rodney
Milly Gooch broke her engage
to Calloway; he believes Rod was
cause and has since been his en¬
After the accident to Chicot, Rod
on MiUy to see if he can be of
help.
CHAPTER VI—Continued
—9—
"u s so tine, I'll tuck it in here.”
thrust it under her low-cut bodice.”
“What will you do this winter.
Milly?”
“Hollywood. Two big shots from a
talkie studio saw me ride a
ago. And what do'you think?
Puffer and old ‘whatta mean is’
Si came to see me this afternoon ! She
wants I should spend Christmas with
them. What- say. Roddy?”
“If you visit the Puffers you may
into Len Calloway.”
“What If I do? I’ll give him a little
for old times’ sake. You don’t
Pm afraid of that big noise, do
I've traveled some since I sent
that S O S. v
“And traveled straight, Milly?”
She met his eyes squarely, “Sure
Didn't I promise? I'm off men,
just a game, anyway.”
"Time for your act, Milly.”
As the maid spoke behind them, a
groom In rose-color velvet with silver
trimming led a milk-white horse
with rhinestones to the tent.
•Milly CRaglit > Rodney’s handstand
looked up at him. “I’ll be good. I
you, didn’t I? There's only
person who could tempt me not to
be, and lie—he doesn't know I’m on
He—”
A hiss. A flash cut off the word.
“What was that?”
“Don't be so jumpy, Roddy. If you
with this show you’d get used
that sound. Flashlight. Publicity,
course. Some reporter writing up
show wants a picture.” A whistle
blew, “That’s for me, I’d better get
going. Bye-bye, Roddy. Don’t—don’t
send me any more money—ever—I
won't need it—now that I've gone Hol¬
lywood.. Perhaps you'll be at High
Ledges - , Christmas
at . If Miss Schuyler
stays.
" ^at s ^ e meant by that, Gerard
^ ondered, as his ejes followed her in
^ er rose ' c ° lor tulle, and glistening
satin across the yard. \\ as his feeling
* or Lrue so evident;
One on tlle step of his car,
Gerard stopped and stared. Had a red
roadster shot out of the parking place
Just ahead, or was Leu Calloway so
much on his mind that he had Im¬
agined it?
* » » « » « • ■
Prudence pulled at the wire netting
at one side, of the poultry yard.
“Darn!’’ she gritted between her
as the elusive thing wriggled
from her. “Mr, Si, I’m not so
as I thought. Give me a hand,
will you?”
Puffer seized the netting, and pulled.
"Grand! Hold it a minute till I get
this brad in; two more and it’s done.
pesky hens got out yesterday
j scratched In my garden border.
There! I’d like to see them get
that!”
“The pesky hens ain’t the only
that escaped yesterday. Hear
the convict who dug himself out
prison?”
"Jane Mack heard the announcement
the radio and told me. She's all ex¬
about it. He isn’t likely to come
this small town, is he?”
“Gorry-me, he'd be running his head
a noose If he did.” Puffer shook
wire netting. “That’s a good job
done. And you've done another
job. Your brother Is so much
Prudence sprang to her feet. Her
shone, her face was radiant.
“TheD you've noticed it, too, Mr. Si?
It Isn’t just m.v imagination?"
“Sure, I’ve noticed it. So's Mothe .
Whatta mean is, his color is better,
his voice Is stronger, an’ he moves
quicker. Cornin’ to live in the country
Is jest settin' David on his feet. Rod's
noticed it, too.”
“Oh, he has! I haven't seen Mr.
Gerard lately so I didn't know. Pru¬
dence avoided Puffer's eyes as she re¬
membered the many times of late that
she had fled to the barn loft so that
sba would not see Rodney Gerard
when he called.
“Gorry-me, you haven’t seen him!
Sma Jim Araistrongr
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“No. Dave has, but—but 1 was out
when he called.”
“Wei», of course. Rod was away to
the city most three weeks trying to get
some firms to sign up for the timber
you and him are goin’ to cut. Since
he come back he’s been terrible busy
cruising the woods. Rod isn’t used to
havin’ difficulty genin' what he wants;
things have always come easy for him.
This lumber business ’pears to be get
tin’ on his nerves. Jim was tellin’ me
this morning that Rod snapped at
every one who come near him yester¬
day. Perhaps it s that newspaper pic¬
ture of him and Milly Gooch holdin’
hands in front of her tent at the
circus that come out in the local paper
the day after the show was here that
got him mad. Well, if here he isn't
now! What you gum-shoeing round
like that for. Roddy?”
Prudence was furious at her own
start of surprise. Had Rodney Gerard
seen it? He did look troubled. There
were lines between his nose and mouth
she never had seen before; he had lost
some of his bronze. His eyes seemed
deeper and darker and bluer in con¬
trast.
“Well, will I pass? Perhaps you
weren’t sizing me up, perhaps you
were just wondering how it happened
that I had caught you, Prue of Pros¬
perity farm."
“Don't bite. Rod." Si Puffer flung
himself into the breach. “Now that
you’ve got company. Miss Prue, I’ll go
an’ chop some wood.”
He moved away with surprising
quickness.
“Mr. Si ■” Prudence started after
BTfn, but Gerard caught her arm and
held it.
“You're not going until you tell me
why you have been dodging me.”
“I dodging! How absurd!”
“Is It? Drop that hammer. It
makes you look bloodthirsty.” As she
still clutched the tool, he loosened her
fingers until it dropped to the ground.
“That's better. I want to talk to you
before Armstrong and Jean get here.
Have you seen that Infernal picture?"
“Picture?” Prue echoed fhe word
with breezy indifference.
“Don’t bluff. You know perfectly
well that I'm referring to that fool
snapshot of Milly Gooch and me at the
circua.”
“Op, that! ' ♦Really,! Pm not inter¬
ested!”
“Look here, you’ve got to be Inter¬
ested. I’m willing to bet my roadster
that Calloway had a hand in that. It
would be like his methods—”
“Don't abuse Len Calloway. It
would be disloyal for me to listen be¬
cause”—Prudence hoped that her eyes
and voice were as maddeningly pro¬
vocative as she intended them to be—
"because, you see. I’ve decided to have
him cut my timber.”
“What!”
Never had she seen eyes blaze as
Rodney Gerard’s blazed in his white
face. She remembered what SI had
said about his mood the last week.
She shouldn't have tried to torment
him—but—hadn't that hateful picture
hurt her, too? He caught her by the
shoulders.
“You didn’t mean that, Prue, about
letting Calloway cut for you.”
“Of course I meant it. The more I
think of it the more I go bullish on the
idea. I'm beginning to like Len very
much. He's so forceful, so—”
“Forceful!” For a pulsing Instant
Rodney Gerard hesitated, then he
caught her in his arms. “Forceful!”
He crushed his mouth, hard, ardent,
upon hers. “If that’s what you like
—Gorgeous—” He kissed her again.
Prudence wrenched herself free.
Every pulse In her body was throbbing
unbe^ably. How had he dared ! Was
that the way he kissed the circus
rider? She dragged her voice back.
“Don't ever speak to me again!
Ever! Do you think I’ll let you cut
my timber now? Suppose Len Callo¬
way does cheat me in money, at least
I shall be safe with him.”
“Prue! You can’t do it! You knew
what you were doing when you looked
at me like that You're no child. Be a
sport. You deliberately smashed my
control, and now you make me pay
for letting myself go. Well, I’ll take
my medicine, I will keep away until
you want me. I’ll never kiss you again
until you ask me to, if—”
“I ask you ? That's the funniest thing
I ever heard.”
“All right, it's the funniest thing
you ever heard. But the promise
stands. I—”
“Hi! Rod!”
The hail came from the garden.
Prudence dashed toward the gate and
collided with a big, spectacled man
with heart warming eyes. He smiled.
“Miss Schuyler, isn’t it? I would
recognize you anywhere from Jeans
description. I'm Jim Armstrong, and
I happy to report that you have a
nice little bunch of money in your
wood lot.”
Prudence extended an eager hand.
“Have I really! I’m so glad you’ve
come. Now I can learn a lot about
trees. Will you take me on as a
pupil?”
From the corner of her eye Prue
noted with satisfaction the set of Rod¬
ney Gerard's jaw. She would show
him that he couldn’t kiss her after he
had been holding Milly Gooch’s hands.
Jin* Armstrong laughed. “Sure I’ll
take you along if Rod says the word.
He's my boss. I’m a whale of a teach¬
er. Rod said you had a plan of your
wood lot. The Hundreds. Miss Schuy¬
ler. May I see it?"
“Of course. It’s in my shop. I’ll
bring it to the living room."
Prudence was conscious of Gerarc
watching her as a few moments later
she cleared a place on her brother's
desk and spread out the blueprint.
Jean danced In from the kitchen, her
hands full of cookies.
She crossed the room to speak to
David Schuyler seated in the wing
chair. As Armstrong Joined them,
Rodney Gerard detained Prudence at
the desk.
“Wait a minute! Look here, Prue,
you didn't mean what you said about
letting Calloway cut that timber. You
mustn't do it.”
The sternness of his voice sent tin¬
gles through her veins, but she kept
her lids provokingly lowered.
“I can transact my own business,
thank you. When I need help I shall
appeal to Mr. Armstrong. He im¬
presses me as being such a reliable,
self-controlled person.”
“And I’m not. I get you. All right,
let me cut your timber and you will
have no fault to find with me again—
ever—I'll be the original Ice man.”
He turned on his heel.
As the outer door closed on Arm¬
strong and Gerard, Prudence crossed
to the fireplace and head on her hands
resting on the mantel looked unseeing
ly down at the red coals.
"Is Armstrong an old friend, Prue?”
her brother asked.
His tone brought the color to her
face. "No. I’ve never seen him before
today. Why?”
“You seemed to twinkle, twinkle
with excitement when you spoke to
him.”
She dropped to the floor cushion be¬
side his chair. “Humorous, aren't
you? Perhaps I did rather overdo the
weicome-to-our-city act, Dave, but—”
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“But it was done for Gerard’s ben¬
efit, wasn't it? Like him a lot, don’t
you ?”
“Like him! No. He leaves me cold.”
“What have you against him?”
“You said yourself that you were
confoundedly sorry that he—he knew
that circus clown, Dave.”
“If I had any suspicion of him then,
I haven't now. I think him one of the
finest, cleanest, straightest, most lika¬
ble men I ever met, and you will admit
that I have had some experience.”
"That’s what we thought about
Julie’s husband before they were mar¬
ried.”
“I never thought that. He was ir¬
resistible and charming but—he had a
bad eye. I tried to make Julie under¬
stand, but she wouldn't listen. I never
have bared my heart to you before,
Prue; never will again. I am doing
it now to beg you to listen to your
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instinct when it sounds Its warning
tocsin."
"I shall never love a»y man but you,
Dave darliug. I shall remain Prue of
Prosperity farm and mane your life a
burden by camping on your trail."
“Go slow. No armor ever has been
forged which Is invulnerable to love.
If you haven’t really loved, you haven't
really lived. As for having you
camped on my trail, I wouldn't have
pulled through If it hadn’t been for
you—and I have pulled through. I
feel like a new man. I have a brand
new outlook. I know now that I got
the signals mixed, I surrendered to
heartbreak and weakness when I
should have accepted them as a chal¬
lenge.”
“Dave! Dave! How marvelous!
There's the knocker. Who has come,
I wonder. You’ve had visitors enough
this morning, so I'll close the living
room door. A peddler probably.”
Prudence opened the front door.
Len Calloway confronted her.
Without speaking he passed her and
entered the shop. His assurance
crisped her voice.
“What do you want?”
“Same old request, I warn the con¬
tract to cut your timber.”
“Same old answer.” PruMence mim¬
icked his diction to an inflection. “I
have made arrangements with Gerard
to cut it.”
“Gerard again. Do you still think
he is serious about this woodsman
stuff? He—well, you saw that circus
rider who calls herself Mademoiselle
Millee, the day the old clown passed
out. Her right name is Milly Gooch.
She was engaged to me. Threw me
over for Gerard and he—”
“That’s a lie like some of the other
statements you have made, Calloway.”
Her tone lashed his color to dark red,
hardened his eyes.”
“Oh, it is! See this?”
He held out an envelope. Involun¬
tarily she read the address. Mr. Rod¬
ney Gerard.
“Get that? Now listen.” He pulled
out a card. “And get this:
“ ‘Dear Roddy—
Thanks for the check. Don't mall
it again. Bring it as usual. I've kept
my promise. Nobody knows.
Milly.’ ”
“I found that on the floor near Ger¬
ard’s desk. Now will you let me han¬
dle your timber?”
Furious with herself that she had
stood like a lump of putty and lis¬
tened to the note, an unbearable reali¬
zation that it confirmed her suspicions
of Rodney Gerard's philandering
roughened the voice In which Pru¬
dence scoffed;
“You must be the original if-at-first
you-don't-succeed-try-try-again lad. But
this time you have thrown sand in the
machinery. It won't work. Rodney
Gerard and I will get that timber
out."
Calloway’s eyes burned red.
“You and Rodney Gerard! That’s a
joke. Try to get men to cut. Just
try, that’s all. I suppose you are
trusting to your partner for that?"
Prudence swallowed a nervous
chuckle. "You have guessed it. I am
trusting to my partner to engage the
men to cut. Good morning.”
He looked like a man who was still
dazed from a body blow as lie de¬
parted. Once his lips moved, but Prue
banged the door behind him before he
could speak.
She leaned against It. Had Callo¬
way found that note of Milly Gooch’s in
Rodney Gerard’s room? “Don't mail
it again.” Apparently there had been
other checks. Why hadn’t she asked the
man why he had been snooping at
High Ledges? Not that she cared who
wrote to Rodney Gerard or what he
did with his money. Mrs. Walt had
been right. Her butterfly brother did
flit from flower to flower. He had
thought that she—Prudence Schuyler
—would allow—
A sob of fury shook her. She
brushed her hand savagely across her
lips.
TO BS CONTINUED.
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some species attain a somewhat larger
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A King W«, Cold
The judge s ermine and the mayor’s
fur collar are relics of the times when
lbs temperatures of law courts and
banqueting halls In England made
them not au ornament b->t g ntv.es.slty
Even at coronations It was hopeless
to try to warm the Abbey, so the king
and his august subjects were warmed
instead, and modern sovereigns have
cause to remember how chilly their an¬
cestors felt when they in turn stifle
under the same heavy fur robes. So
cold were the homes of England that
those who could afford It even slept
in fur, and an old account hook men¬
tions the purchase of 17 skins to make
a nightgown for Queen Elizabeth.