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Honeymoon Mountain
By Frances Shelley Wees
Oapyrllg41t by lTe.ne Bhell(o, W
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CHAPTER VIII--Continued
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"What you're hinting at," Tubby said
boldly, "is that we've got to capture
him, then, and dispose of him finally,
once and for all. Murder, I suppose.
Of course, It doesn't matter. Any of
USe would gladly oblige, but It would
be nice to know your plans first. We
might draw lots to see who would stab
him. That's the fairest way. really."
"What we've got to do," Bryn said,
disregarding Tubby, "is to let him
come here, all unsuspecting ; but we've
got tO know ahead of time. We've got
to let him come here to make sure of
getting our hands on him. Inside our
own gates we can be sure of being un-
disturbed."
"I know," Deborah said suddenly.
Joe."
"Joe?"
8he turned to Bryn. Yes. Joe is
our nearest neighbor's boy. Before you
came," she explained, "when Joe's fa-
ther brought us any mail from town,
or anything we didn't expect, he used
to sound a call on a horn he has there.
& kind of hunting bugle he made him-
self out of a deer-horn. He'a terribly
proud of it, and he loves to do it. He's
taught Joe, too, and you can hear it
for miles. Why not.., why not have
Joe watch the road? Nothing could
get past him, especially if you told hlm
enough to make him see how serious It
wu. And the minute he sees the car
he can sound the horn, and we'll have
almost fifteen minutes to prepare."
"Well, there you are," Bryn asld,
atiing down at Deborah. "We're all
right, aren't we?"
"'We're . .. all right," Deborah said,
and her lashes dropped to her cheek at
the look in his eyes.
Bryn, very boldly, had proposed a
arlit walk to Deborah, and to his sur-
prise she had made no excuse. She
had been pale and weary after the ex-
dtement of the letter, and now that
some solution had been inched, she put
it behind her with relief. She walked
along beside him in silence, holding to
her face, from time to time, the sheaf
of clove-pinks he had gathered for her
beside the walk. Their perfume, heady
and sweet, drifted up to him.
"It's a beautiful night," he said
Musdily.
yes.,,
What's It like up here in the winter
time, Deborah?"
"Oh," she replied, "It's beautiful. I
love it. We get ever so much snow,
Just here In the valley, but It doesn't
lust long. When It comes, It makes
me think of Lorna Doono. Do you re-
member? When the snow was so heavy
and thick, and they were all winter-
bound ?"
"What do you do with yourself when
you are snow-bound?"
"There was always plenty to do.
Mending, you know, and sewing, and
keeping the house In order."
"But in the evenings?"
She glanced up at him. "Sometimes
it is a little dull," she said. "But Joe's
father brought us a load of logs each
tell and we would put one on the fire,
Gary and l, and sit beside it reading.
Or playing chess."
"It sound's very pleasant," Bryn said.
uWe'll get a radio this winter, shall
we? And how about a kitten or two?
• hearth isn't really complete without
a kitten."
8he murmured something under her
breath. Bryn bent toward her. "I beg
your pardon?"
"1 said,"' she replied, lifting her
voice, "I said, you would probably be
bored. The road will be impassable as
amen as the rains set In. You will find
it very dull, shut away from the world
for so long."
"No," he said. "I'd be looking at
you."
She caught her breath. "You'd . . .
7ou'd get tired of that."
"I'd never get tired of looking at
Iron. Don't you know how beautiful
lou are, Deborah You're the prettiest
thing in the world."
:'Oh, no. No, I'm not."
She bent her head and lifted the
91nkm to her lips. She held them there,
Silent,
NDebontlL"
Yes?"
"Do you . . • llke me at allY"
She did not answer. Bryn could
bear hie own heart pounding, tie
waited.
She stirred. "You have been more
than kind to me," she said, "and to
Grandmother, too. 1 am very grateful."
tilts put her hand beside her on the
wall and Jumped lightly down. "1
think we ought to go in," she said
quickly.
8he did not speak on the way back
to tha Muse, except to murmur "Thank
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you" as he held the door. Once inside
she went directly up the stairs, quickly,
as If she wanted to get away from
him.
For a long time Bryn stood at the
foot of the stairs, thinking, wondering,
remembering. Then, slowly, he went
on up, and down to Tubby's room.
Bryn shut the door behind him and
sat down uninvited, tie looked at
Tubby. "You do a lot of thinking these
days," he said commiseratingly. "Must
be hard on you."
"Huh," Tubby retorted, meeting his
gaze, "you don't look any too peaceful
yourself. And yet, here am I, doing at
least half your thinking for you, and
dn' near all the worrying. Lord,
you're slow, Bryn. 1 never saw any-
thing ilke It. I sappose you haven't
told her yet how you feel about her.
have you? Using the correct tech-
nique ?"
"What do you mean?"
'*Well, one of the first rules Is for a
gentleman to confess his tender pas-
sion first. I suppose you had sense
enough to do that?"
Bryn drew a deep breath. "I don't
know. I can't remember. I don't think
so. What I wanted was to find out bow
she felt. I know how I feel."
"There you go, old dunderhead. She
doesn't know how you feel, does she?
That is, you couldn't expect her to be
any more sensible than you, under the
circumstances, and you're as blind as
an owl. So you Just asked the girl
where she stood and omitted to men-
tion your own state of affections first?
Brlght boy. Women love that kind of
thing, It gives them so much ground to
stand on."
Bryn gazed at him dazedly. Tubby
groaned. He reached over to the table
beside him and lifted Pliar'e letter,
open, Its words leaping out from the
page. "Read that," he commanded. "If
anything can sober you up, this will."
,"1 don't want to read it. It hasn't
anything to do with me."
"That's Just what you'd like to think.
Let me tell you, my son, it's got every-
thing to do with you. It may be ad-
dressed to me, but If I hadn't been here
with you, I'd never have seen It. She
knows darn well I'll pass the word on
to you." "
"What word?"
':ake It. Read It."
Bryn took it, and stgbed, b,t settled
down to it.
My Dear Tubby:
I do hope you are having a pleasant
visit away up there in the mountains. 1
must say I was completely taken by
surprise to hear that you had gone,
and without elllng anyone your address!
But Bryn naturally would not care to
have the world know the location of
his Idyllic retreat. Isn't It romantic?
I think it Is too thrilling, and together
with every one else, I can scarcely
wait to meet his bride. 1 hear she is
very beautiful and completely charm-
ing, and I am so glad for Bryn. Do give
him my kindest regards, and give Deb-
orah my love.
Affectionately.
PILAI
Bryn looked up. "How does she
know Deborah's name? How does she
know you're here with us?"
"I'll bet a nickel she searched the
records of the license bureau for the
answer to your first question. And for i
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the other, Sally and Simon left a for-
warding address. Pilaf would get what
she wanted or die in the attempt."
"Well, why shouldn't she?" Bryn de-
manded. "She should have been told,
as far as that goes. I thought you
would tell her something to satisfy her.
She's one of the gang isn't she, and,
after all, we did go around together
pretty steadily, Tubby. If she's upset,
I don't blame her much. It would have
been only common courtesy on my part
to write and tell her the whole story,
but it was too damned awkward. I
tried."
"And the reason it was awkward,"
Tubby said evenly, "was because sie
wasn't just one of the gang, and you
knew perfectly well that she expected
to marry you In the end. Didn't you?"
"I didn't ask her to."
"Don't quibble."
I never told lmr I was in love with
her. I wasn't in love with her. I've
never kissed Pllar In my life." He
looked down at the note. "It's a very
kind note, under the circumstances,"
he said. "She mlght perfectly well have
written It to me. I don't see why she
didn'L" ,
"That note," Tubby said deliberately,
'% about as innocent and kind as a
stick of dynamite with a fuse burning."
"Oh, don't be a fool, Tubby. What's
got into you, anyway? You used to like
her. You said she was a good sport,
and a lot of other things. You bud she
were great pals."
"Mhm," Tubby agreed. "So we were.
So we were. But why? That's what
I found out when you pulled your lit-
tle stunt. She didn't care two pins
about me. The only reason she ever
spread herself about me was because
she thought it might make it easier
for her to get you. See? And that
night when I went to tell her that you
were married, I caught her off her
guard. Never again. 1 wouldn't go
near her with a suit of bollerplate on."
Bryn folded the note and put it back
on the table.
"And now," Tubby said, watching
him, "she knows where you are."
"And what of it?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all Go on
mooning, old hophead."
Bryn took out his case and lit t
cigarette.
"Say, Bryn," Tubby said at last, "did
you hear what Madeline said to me
tonight?"
"What did she say?"
"Well, nothing much," Tubby an-
swered, embarrassed. "It was the way
she said it. ou know, Madeliee's a
darn nice girl. I never really thought
much about It before, sort of took her
for granted, you know. But she's a
peach."
Bryn got up leisurely and went to
the door. He opened It. Bryn moved
across the hall and tapped at Made.
line's door. Tubby sat up, stiff with
horror.
"Madellne," Bryn called through the
keylmle.
"Mbm?"
"Madeline, Tubby says he likes you."
"Oh," Madellne said, and obviously
sat up In bed. "How much?" she In-
quired after a moment.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Sugar That Is Sweeter Than Cane Is
Found Plentiful in Artichoke Plant
Sugar that is "sweeter than sugar"
is the product of a model experimental
plant at Iowa State college, says the
Scientific American. Here Prof. 3. H.
McGumphy and J. W. Eichinger have
developed a process for the production
of a form of sugar which is sweeter
:han ordinary cane sugar( and Wfffch
has never before been produced at a
eost permitting commercial explolta-
tion.
The source of their sugar Is the
Jerusalem artichoke which contains
from 7 to 24 per cent of levulose. The
artichoke is said to produce more
sugar per acre than any other plant
except sugar cane, while the cost of
production per acre is less than for
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The artichokes when harvested are
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dissolving out tile sugars. This solu-
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inulin and levulin to levulose which Is
then precipitated by the addition of
lime. It is at this point In the process
that Professor McGlumphy has devel-
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process commercially practical for the
first time. After precipitation, the
lime is liberated from the time levulate
by carbonation, the calcium carbonate
filtered out, and the filtrate evaporated
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Elephant Wrecker
It happened In Ugandanot exactly
the motorist's earthly paradise, be-
cause there are lots of wooden bridges
to cross, and sometimes, after the
rains, the bridges aren't there. On
this occasion, however, the trouble was
a pedestrian. The car ran into him
from behind. The driver--a native--
didn't wait to apologize; he got out
and legged it to the nearest settlement,
where he reported the accident. • res-
cue party went out to bring In the mo-
tor and found it in little bits. The
pedestrian was an eleplmnt and the
driver not being available, he had
taken his revenge on the car, which be
destroyed.
A Great Lira Purpose
Set before yourself a great life pur-
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Dignity
T H]RE are no arts, no gym-
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to the dignity, the strength, the
ennobling of a man's looks as
a great purpose, a high deter-
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an unquenchable enthusiasm.
The soul that is full of pure
and generous affections fash-
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angelic likeness, as the rose
by inherent impulse grows in
grace, and blossoms into love-
liness.
Patience and time conquer
all things.--Corneille.
Right the First Time
Little Mary--I'll bet you can't
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Mr. Hidebound--I haven't a sin-
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Little Mary--Oh, you guessed it.
That's the Trouble
Quink--Do you believe that all
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GuppyYes. Money in fact is
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"Am I bright? Why, I've won
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Prospective Employer Yes,
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In the great petroleum fields near
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