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THE GIDDINGISTAR
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run, STORY so PAR: Joan Leland,
pretty secretary to Arthur Mulford, San.
Franeisey importer, la amazed and angry
when he unexpectedly discharges her
with two weeks’ salary and refuses any
explanation. The bewildered girl arrives
at the apartment she shares with her
sister Sybil, feeling thankful that one of
them still has a position, only to be told
by her sister that the beauty salon where
she works, la closing up Over the pro-
tests of Sybil, Joan answers a secre-
tarial ad requiring some night worh. The
fascinating proprietor, Karl Miller, en-
gages ber at once, at a salary of $50 per
week and insists upon paying her In ad-
vance. even though she lacks references.
Sybil suspects something sinister and
divines Joan’s quick interest in Karl.
She pleads with her not to take the job
and the two quarrel. Joan accepts Karl’s
dinner invitation.
Now continue with the story.
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CHAPTER III
Joan felt Karl’s irritation towards
Sybil. "My parents are both dead,”
she explained. “Syb feels that she
has to look after me.”
But even Joan was annoyed to
find Sybil waiting up for them later
that night.
"It’s almost two o’clock,” Sybil
snapped. “What's the idea?”
Karl Miller looked amused as he
stood hat in hand in the doorway.
“In that case, I shall say good-
night without further delay."
When he had gone Joan turned
furiously to her sister. “Why did
you have to say that? I’m old enough
to manage my own affairs.”
There were deep circles of fatigue
beneath Sybil’s blue eyes. Her voice
seemed to echo like a warning
through the old-fashioned, high-ceil-
inged rooms. "You’ve got to quit
working for Karl Miller! You’ve got
to quit tomorrow!"
The sisters stared at each other
in the dimly lit room. Joan threw
her head back defiantly as she cried,
"You've made Karl angry! You had
no right to do that."
Sybil smiled ruefully. "He looked
more amused than angry. "It’s up
to me to look after you, Joan. I
feel responsible since mother and
dad are gone. If anything happened,
I’d never forgive myself.”
"I know, Syb! And we mustn’t
quarrel about it."
She yawned and started for the
bedroom but Sybil caught her arm.
"Then you will quit working for
Karl Miller?”
"No. I will not. I’m twenty years
old, Sybil, and I’m not going to let
you or anyone else run my life.”
The grandfather’s clock in the cor-
ner chimed.
"Two-thirty," Joan' observed,
evading Sybil’s worried glance.
“We’d better get some sleep. Don't
you have to work in the morning?”
"No. Today was my last day.
From now on I’m one of the. un-
employed.”
"And you expect me to quit my
job? Oh, no, Syb! I’m making a good
salary and whether you think so or
not, Karl is a gentleman.”
“Maybe so,” Sybil said as she
snapped off the lamp, “but I don’t
trust him.”
The next day Joan Leland arrived
at the Club Elite promptly at two
o’clock. Karl Miller’s office was
filled with baskets of flowers. To-
night was opening night but Karl
was unruffled behind his desk, im-
peccably dressed in a gray suit, a
red carnation in his buttonhole.
She was glad that she had worn
her best black dress. It was an ex-
pensive sophisticated dress, the kind
of dress Joan knew Karl would ap-
prove. Heavy silver earrings were
her only ornament, and she had used
a touch of mascara, a dash of dark
red lipstick. Joan had the assur-
ance of a woman who knew that she
looked her best. Her green eyes
sparkled as she closed the office door
behind her.
"Good afternoon,” she said de-
murely.
Her employer was not the type to
evade issues. “I’ve been thinking
about your sister, Joan. Tell me
something about her.”
Joan removed her hat and coat
and smoothed her black hair before
she replied, “Sybil’s a little low
right now. You see, she’s just lost
her job. The beauty shop where
she worked has been closed.”
Karl laughed. “Then perhaps that
was why she was in such a bad
humor?”
He said it with such apparent hon-
esty that Joan was not angry. She
sat down at her own small desk be-
side Karl's and mechanically insert-
ed a sheet of paper in her typewrit-
er.
Karl suddenly leaned forward.
"Would it please you if I could help
your sister?”
The girl’s lovely face lifted inno-
cently to his. “Oh Karl, could you?”
“I think so. A friend of mine, a
Mrs. Murdock, owns the Ritz Beau-
ty Salon. If I ask her, I feel sure
she will be able to use another ex-
perienced girl."
Joan's eyes were shining. “The
Ritz Beauty Salon! Oh, Karl, that’s
wonderful!" It was one of the best
shops in town. Sybil would be
thrilled.
“Of course,” Karl continued,
"your sister may not want any as-
sistance from me since she so ob-
viously dislikes me.”
"I’m sure Sybil will appreciate it
very much,** Joan assured him. "It
was sweet of you to think of her,
Karl."
But with a swift change of atti-
tude Karl had ground out his ciga-
rette and when he turned again to
By C. B. RICHEY
(Agricultural Engineer, Ohio State
University.)
Farmers who immediately take
Tasures to protect themselves
Sainst any possible shortages in
machinery or repair parts will save
themselves and their neighbors
money and trouble.
| Iha first step in this preparedness
campaign is the inspection of all
machine ry and equipment to find
broken or worn parts that are likely
to fail the next time the machine is
Wed. Some farm machinery will
have to be partially dismantled be-
fore the amount of wear and tear
BIG CANNON
DISH TOWEL
when you buy a box of
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ITS THE WHITE SOAP...
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1 17X30 DISH TOWEL 7
WORTH 104 OR MORE
PACKED INSIDE X 1
The Covetous One
The covetous man is like a
camel with a great hunch on his
back; heaven’s gate must be
made higher and broader, or he
will hardly get in. — Thomas
Adams.
What Secrets in the ‘Crystal’?
way. Cards are fun, too, espe-
cially when you read them by the
“Cross of Fifteen.”
The 15 cards are arranged as a
cross; some tell the past, others
the future. Can the fortune-seek-
er expect happiness? The Ten of
Hearts says—“Yes.” But if the
Eight of Spades turns up, heart-
break!
0parts can be determined.
If repair parts are needed, labor
Can be saved by leaving the ma-
chine torn down until the parts are
| ottained. However, bolts, washers,
keys, and other small parts of the
machine should be placed in a con-
tainer so they can not be lost during
the period of waiting.
The
machines ready for 1942 is to order
. . needed parts immediately. This
"Of course," her eyes faltered be- should be done whether or not the
neath the steel-blue eyes. dealer says they are available.
Karl Miller laughed softly as he j Back logs of orders for parts in the
drew her into his powerful arms, manufacturers’ files are powerful
Sybil’s warnings rang in her ears arguments in getting supplies of
but the pounding of her heart over- I materials for filling the orders,
came them as her lips blindly met While the machines are being in-
his. | spected, all loose nuts and other mi-
*** nor lacks of adjustment should be
There was strange magic in Karl corrected. Excessive vibration of
Miller’s kiss. How long Karl held machinery in operation decreases
her in that embrace, Joan did not | its efficiency and increases chances
know. When he released her he put of breakage. Lock washers help
a hand beneath her chin and looked keep nuts from working loose,
deeply into the green eyes that were 7 ---------------
filled with emotion. Good Farm Pasture
Will Aid Uncle Sam
4 V-
“All right! From now on I’m not saying another word. You can do
just as you like, Joan.”
Joan his eyes were void of any emo-
tion.
"Get that orchestra leader on the
telephone,” he said. "I have some
instructions to give him.”
"Yes, Mr. Miller!” and as Joan
dialed the number she found her-
self more than ever intrigued by
this man who had offered to help her
sister. This strange enigma that
was Karl Miller.
At six o’clock Joan decided to go
home for dinner. In two hours she
could easily make it and she was
eager to tell Sybil of her good for-
tune.
Her sister looked up in surprise
as Joan burst into the living room.
“What on earth are you doing
home? You didn’t by any chance
quit?”
"Don't be silly!" Joan cried,
throwing her hat on the table. “I
have wonderful news for you. Karl
can get you a job at the Ritz Beauty
Salon.”
Sybil was genuinely surprised.
“The Ritz? That smart new shop on
Post street?”
"Nothing less! Isn’t it wonderful?
Karl knows the owner. He’s going
to call her and fix it up for you."
“But it's one of the best shops in
town," Sybil said unbelievingly.
“Of course! Wasn’t it nice of him?
Honestly, Sybil, how can you dis-
like a man who is so kind? Imagine
his thinking about a job for you to-
day, of all days, when he's so busy
with the club opening!”
Sybil was standing by the win-
dow. "Doesn’t look like a very good
night for it. It's going to rain.”
“Is that all you can say!” Joan
cried indignantly. “Karl said may-
be, since you didn’t like him, you
wouldn’t want his help. But I
thought you would.”
Sybil turned, “You’re right, Joan!
I do need the job. You may tell
Mr. Miller that I appreciate it very
much.”
Joan did not notice the coldness
of her sister’s reply. She was hap-
pily unconscious of the expression
on Sybil’s face.
“How about dinner? I’m starved.
I have to be back at the club by
eight.”
Sybil broiled the chops while Joan
made a salad.
“I see you’re wearing your good
black dress to work. What’s the
idea?”
“Why not?” Joan retorted. “I’m
making fifty dollars a week now and
I have to look my best.”
“You didn't seem to think it nec-
essary when you worked for Mr.
Mulford.”
Joan put the salad bowl on the
table and set places for two. “You
know how I feel about Karl, Syb!”
she said in a low voice. "Why
make it hard for me?”
“All right! From now on I’m not
saying another word. You can do
just as you like, Joan. Maybe it’s
none of my business, after all.”
Joan put an affectionate arm about
her sister. "Don’t feel that way,
darling. But give me a little credit
for knowing what I’m doing. I’m
not a child, you know.”
Sybil smiled as she turned back
to the stove but she said no more.
As Sybil had predicted, it was
raining when Joan reached the club
but the weather had not seemed to
affect business. Already the first
guests were arriving. The bar was
crowded. Gay laughter, conversa-
tion, tinkling glasses made an ex-
citing combination of sounds which
spelled success for the future. Joan
felt a little thrill of pride as she
passed on down the corridor to the
office.
She settled herself at her desk
and began to type. Karl was not
there. Her mind wandered as she
worked. Only a week ago she was
working for Arthur Mulford. Now
everything was different. Life had
turned a fresh page, which Joan felt
sure would be filled with adventure.
It must have been fate that she an-
swered Karl Miller's advertisement.
Fate that Mr. Mulford had gone out
of business and been forced to fire
her.
She was thinking so intently that
when he opened the door she felt
the color rush into her cheeks. And
she knew that his keen eyes had
observed her embarrassment.
Karl seemed pleased. "Every-
thing’s going fine. Couldn’t be bet-
ter. By the way, I spoke to Mrs.
Murdock. Tell your sister she can
start work Monday morning.”
"Oh thank you!” Joan cried. “It’s
so kind of you, Karl!”
He rose, came around the desk
"Has it made you happy, Joan?”
"Oh, Karl!” Joan cried softly, but
before she could say more the office
door opened and a man entered.
His eyes caught the little scene
and he turned to go. “Sorry, Karl!
See you later.”
Good farm pastures will become
as vital as munitions factories in
| Uncle Sam’s war program as the
: demand for more meat and dairy
Joan turned back to her desk with products increases in months to
flaming cheeks but Karl Miller did come.
not seem embarrassed. “It’s all "The farmer’s surest recipe for
right, Paul! Come on in. I don't meeting this demand for food for our
think you’ve met my new secretary, armed forces and our allies, lies in
Miss Leland, this is Paul Sherman.” undertaking an intelligent program
Joan was forced to look into a of pasture improvement that will in-
lure him a good stand of legumes
ind grasses,” says a statement of
pair of brown eyes. Their owner
was tall and lithe. He had a quick |
smile, brown curly hair. It was a i
good-looking face, with its straight-
nose and square jaw.
“I’m very glad to meet you,” Paul
Sherman said emphatically.
Joan acknowledged the introduc-
tion and turned quickly back to her
typing. What would this man think
of her? Karl had said, “My new sec-
retary,” which implied that they had
not been acquainted long. Joan told
herself that she didn’t care what
Paul Sherman thought, yet — for
some indefinable reason—she did.
"Paul is my right-hand man,”
Karl said, opening a panel in the
wall which revealed a tiny but com-
plete bar. "He manages the club.
You’ll probably be seeing a lot of
each other. Have a drink, Paul?”
The other sat down and crossed
his long legs. "A short one. I have
to get out front again. Things look
good, Karl . . . What do you think of
the club, Miss Leland?”
At the unexpected question ad-
dressed to her, Joan started. “It’s
very nice,” she replied, dark lashes
sweeping over her embarrassed
green eyes. She had an uncanny
feeling that Paul Sherman was star-
ing at her, conscious of her em-
barrassment. She was so confused
that she made three mistakes in one
line. It was not easy for her to turn
emotion off and on as Karl Miller
did. She marvelled at his coolness
as he sat on the edge of his desk
and talked to Paul.
"By the way,” Paul was saying,
his eyes still on Joan, "Eric wants
to see you. He’s in the bar. Wants
you to meet some people.”
“1'11 go then. Coming, Paul?"
Paul finished his drink. "I’m right
with you, Karl."
Joan was relieved when they had
gone. She pushed back her chair
and made no pretense of finishing
the letter she had been typing. It
was thus that Paul Sherman found
her when he returned to the office
a few seconds later.
She started guiltily when he came
in. “Oh, it’s you again!”
“You don’t seem too pleased to |
see me,” Paul observed, shutting :
the door carefully behind him. “But ,
as a matter ol fact, 1 came back on |
purpose."
Joan stared at him in disapproval. |
“You mean that no one wanted to ;
see Karl?"
important hrs or that the
soil's productivity be built up by the
1 use of fertilizer containing phosphor-
' us and potash.
"Whether the crop is good or poor
will be determined by the presence
' or absence of plant food. Thus it is
important to have the soil tested
to determine whether it is adequate-
ly supplied with the necessary ele-
ments.
"Agronomists at state colleges or
county agents are prepared to co-
operate in making these tests and
| likewise in providing recommenda-
tions covering the use of fertilizers
on pasture crops in a rotation.”
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2. What is the chemical name
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3. What is a machete—a ba-
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1.4. Where do the natives speak
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7. Linseed oil is an important
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Secret Sorrows
Believe me, every man has his
secret sorrows, which the world
knows not; and oftentimes we call
a man cold when he is only sad.—
Longfellow.
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"Oh sure! That was legitimate,
but when I saw a chance to slip
away, I took it.” His friendly smile
made it difficult to be offended.
“Well,” Joan asked flatly, "What
do you want?”
Paul laughed, displaying even
white teeth. "To talk to you. You
needn’t be so annoyed. After all, 1
am the manager of the club."
Was there a hint of cynicism In
his voice? “I’m sorry,” Joan said,
trying to smile. "I guess I'm not
used to this type of work yet.”
“That’s what 1 am getting at,"
Paul said seriously. "How did you
happen to come to work for Kari
Miller anyway?”
(TO lit CONTINUED)
Soil Erosion Called
A ‘Fifth Columnist’
No “fifth columnist” ever
worked more quietly than does
soil erosion on a farm, but one
difference is that evidences of
soil erosion are easily seen. Ev-
ery muddy stream that comes
down the hill after a rain is a
warning that somewhere on high-
er ground the soil has been loos-
ened and is being carried away.
So says Prof. Paul Hoff of the
department of agricultural engi-
neering at Cornell university. As
to the objection of some farm op-
erators who know they have an
erosion problem but can’t find
time or labor to correct it, he
says:
“Soil erosion cannot be solved
overnight; nor does it require a
lot of work during the busy crop-
ping season. A soil conservation
program on any farm usually
covers several years.
"On most central New York
farms, for example, such a pro-
gram consists of rearranging the
fields into long narrow strips that
are level from end to end. Some-
times one or more diversion ter-
races are needed to protect the
strip-cropped slopes from unusu-
ally heavy rains or rapid spring
thaws. The level rows, of culti-
vated crops and sir ips of sod help
to hold the soil and water.”
During the past few years,
about 2.000 farmers in New York
state have installed strip-crop-
ping systems on their farms.
1. A river. By leading an army
across the river contrary to the
prohibition of the civil govern-
ment of Rome, Caesar precipitat-
ed a civil war which made him
supreme, hence, “to cross the Ru-
bicon” is to take the irrevocable
decisive step.
2. Nitrous oxide.
3. A knife.
4. Isle of Man.
5. Montague.
6. Gold and silver.
7. Linoleum.
• Mentholatum brings delightfully
soothing relief from:
1. Discomforts or colds. 2. Chapped
Skin. 1. Stuffy Nostrils. 4. Neuralgic
Headache. 5. Nasal Irritation due to
colds. 6. Cracked Lips. 7. Cuts aad
Scratches. S. Minor Burns. 9. Dry
Nostrils. 10. Bore Throat, due to
colds. Jars or tubes, 30c.
MENTHOLATUM
Mind’s Mystery
The mind itself does not know
what the mind is.—Cicero.
JULIET, REMEMBER,
IF YOU BAKE AT
HOME, THE ONLY
YEAST.WITH ALL
TH ESE VITAM INS
IS FLEISCHMANN’S
o. socLow
* Per Cake: Vitamin A-2000 Units dal.) Viamin B,-150 Units (Int.)
Vitamin 0 - 400 Units (Int.) Vitamin G -40-50 Units (Sh. Bour.)
All of these vitamins go right into your bread; they are not appreciably
lost in the oven. Ask for Fleischmann's Fresh Yeast—with the yellow label.
HIGH PRICES
Do Not Go WITH ADVERTISING
Guarding Machinery
Because of the national war emer-
gency program is expected to make
it increasingly difficult to obtain new
machinery and repair parts, it is
suggested that farmers keep their
implements in good shape.
Farmers can prolong the life of
their machinery by observing the fol-
lowing rules: 1—Store implements
in a dry place, B—Overhaul machin-
ery periodically, 3—Keep equipment
in good adjustment, 4— Protect wood
surfaces with paint.
Advertising and high prices do not go together ot all.
They ore extremely incompatible to each other. It is
only the product which Is unadvertised, which
has no established market, that costs more than you
can afford to pay.
Whenever you go into a store and buy on item of od-
vertised merchandise, it doesn't make any difference
what, you are getting more for your money—more In
quality and service—than you would get if you spent the
same amount for something which was not advertised.
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