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qA delicious ^lend SALAM GREEN TEA Lost Kingdom by OREN ARNOLD CAST OF CHARACTERS ROBERT BARRYâ€" hero, ex- plorer. MELISSA LANE â€" heroine, Barry's partner. HONEY BEE GIRL â€" Indian; member of Barry's party. HADES JONES â€" pioneer; member Barry's party.' « * « Last Week: Lost together in the darkness of the mysterious cavern, Bob and IVlelissa find a deep dependence on each other. Together they struggle back to find their packs. Ir this the end? CHAPTER XIV Zachary "Hades" Jones was a bit weaiy when he returned to camp tliat night. The 24-mile round trip had taken him two full days. "These danged mules is con- trarier'n a thunderstorm," he grumbled. "They ain't pack broke good yit. Here, HoUiraan, would you help me with these here k&gs, please sir?" They unloaded the fresh cool water, ample for drinking, cook- ing, and scantly toilet until an- other week should pass. Then Hades released the animals for a bit of grazing nearby. There was a hole of satgnant water just a mile away, all right for the stock but too alkaline or "salty" for human use. "Where at's the boss?" Hades asked. "Ain't seen him all day. And by graps I'd like to know, too!" "Eh?" Hades paused to look questionably at Holliman. "Well fact is. Hades, he's out with 'Lissa. Just them two." Hades spat rather copiously and glared at Holliman. "S'posen he is? Ain't no lion, b she? Ain't gonna hurt hira none?" "Hell, no! But what business has he got taking a young gal out by herself." Hades Jones, aged 70-odil. stepped forward menacingly. "What do you mean, Holliman? Why you lyin' â€" !" "Shut up, old man. Want me tc slap you down?" * • • A New Quarrel No one had dared to speak thus to Hades Jones in more than half a century. Uncle Hades had friends, and enemies who respect- ed hira, in practically every coun- ty and corral from El Paso to Yuma. He had punched cows un- til he joined a gold rush and made more money. Then he had been a prospector since. He had gone without water and food for four days straight, helping de- fend a settlement from an Apache Indian attack in his youth. When he was nearing GO years of age he had shot it out with two Mexi- cans who essayed to hold up a bank at Bisbee. He had been in the bank at the- time, and Hades of all the dozen people theie didn't throw up his hands as com- manded. People said he still own- ed the scalp of the redskin who killed his father, and he never denied it. ^ However, it was the utter sur- prise of his "sass" which saved Holliman some serious embar- rassment, there in camp. Hades' jaw just diopped. Five emgnHMvlrg]] Har< >vftr-- i)i-i«:<T« ftre «uthorl»e<1 to »1!nw ^â- ; ;: ! ' n WW Old iron towarJ th« p. r,:,j-.' .r 1 Itcw Colemui. It milROH nnti ^^lms cwn <»«. No conli». wUts. Ujhu liwti»n'lv. SEE TOUR DEALER or writf M M The Coleman Lamp A Stove Co. I. til.. I>e|i<. wo. :15T, Tori>iil». 0««. ISSUE NO. 25â€" '40 seconds later, unquestionably, he would have had two massive pis- ols aimed with terrible accuracy at Holliman's stomach. He had been known to do just that with other men, and daring them ever to resent it. But â€" at that instant Honey Bee Girl appeared. "Supper iss ready," she an- nounced, "and Bawb say to tell you not to wait for them, as thc-y might nQt be back at all" Before Hades' astonishment had fully cleared, Holliman wa- sitting down at the crude camp table, dishing up a pint or so of rich red chili. The old man dis- charged enough tobacco juice to drown a good-sized mammal, tab- was no mistaking his earnestnestt. He meant precisely what he said. Holliman tightened. He had started to grin at an old man, buc he didn't. The keen old eyes spoke a silent warning more po- tent than the words. Holliman moved very slowly â€" handii away from his hips. "All right, Jcnes. Forget it. You're old. I ain't goin' to fight no oldtiraer." It was a wise decision. Buc the situation was still shaky. "You been eyein' Miss 'Lis.sa joreself, Holliman. I seen you. I know th' signs. Waal, that ain't no insult, as such. Any young man'd be a fool net to set up to her. Ef she wants you it's her Lusiness; but you be dang shore .*he does. Now I wanta know â€" do you know where they're at now? Why ain't they here? It's well after dark." * • * Where Are They? Holliman had been sui-prised indeed to hear that old Hades knew of his "settin' up" to Mary Melissa. The old fool must have eyes everywhere! But this was no time to argue. Besides, his own curiosity about the missing pair was mounting. "I swear I don't know. Hades. .\nd quit bein' warlike. I told you I ain't fightin'." Hades grunted. "Woman," he called to Honey Bee, "come out here. What about the two bosses? Where they at?" "They are not here," said Hon- ey Bee, stupidly. Hades bridled again. Contempt almost suffused him. But Holli- man spoke first. EPILOGUE (Written by the noted English poet, William Ernest Henley, in 1901, these lines have peculiar application to the situation as it exists in the world this week.) Into a land Storm-wrought, a place of quakes, all thunder-scarred. Helpless, degraded, desolate. Peace, the White Angel, comes. Her eyes are as a mother's. Her good hands Are comforting, and helping; and her voice Falls on the heart, as, after winter, spring Falls on the world, and there is no more pain. â€" And, in her influence, hope returns, and life. And the passion of endeavour; so that, soon. The idle ports are insolent with keels; The stithies roar, and the mills thrum With energy and achievement; weald and wold Exult; the cottage-garden teems With innocent hues and odours; boy and girl Mate prosp'rously; there are sweet women to kiss; There are good women to breed. In a golden fog, A large, full-stomached faith in kindliness Ail over the world, the nation, in a dream Of money and love and sport, hangs at the paps Of well-being, and so Goes fattening, mellowing, dozing, rotting down Into a rich deliquium of decay. Then, if the Gods be good, Then, if the Gods be other than misc-hievous, Down from their footstools, down With a million-throated shouting, swoops and stormfi War, the Red Angel, the Awakener, The Shaker of Souls and Thrones; and at her he«l Trail grief, and ruin, and shame! The woman weeps her man, the mother her son. The tenderling its father. In wild hours, A people, haggard with defeat. Asks if there be a God; yet seti its teeth. Faces calamity, and goes into the fire Another than it was. And in wild hours A people, roaring ripe With victory, rises, menaces, stands renewed. Sheds its old peddling aims, Approves its virtue, puts behind itself The comfortable dream, and goes. Armoured and militant. New-pithed, new-souled. new-visioned, up the steeps To those great altitudes, whereat the weak Live not. But only the strong Have leave to strive, and suffer, and achieve. led his plans for discipline, and went glarinK into supper himself. His spirit calmed some as he ate â€" as what man's doesn't? Honey Bee might be surly, stupid, or whatever, but she shore could cook! Many another woman has been forgiven her short- comiivgs because of her culinary art. Hades forgave no redskin anything; but he ate. • • * He got up before Holliman did. and walked to the foot of the castle cliff. BANG! B.\NG! Holliman and Honey Bee peel- ed out in alarm. But Hades was only signalling. His old neck wa.s craned upward. studying the castle. He fired again, twice rapidly. It was a time-honored call of the outdoors â€" for anyone within hearing to answer or come. Hades never thought but what Bob Barry would know it, and answer if hr heard. "They ain't up there," the oli man muttered presently, and came back to the dining tent. "Holliman," he began, his eye^ flashing. "I come dang nigh killiti' you a while ago. You ain't old enough to know better yet in some ways, and it may cost you. We ain't known to each other plumb good yit. Now I don't wan-, no trouble, but you don't be so free and careless with yore ton- gue, young feller. This Barry is our boss. You can quit any time; we c'n git more help, if I have to ride in after it. But by god. Holliman. I'll kill you deador'n a petrified snake ef you git too fresh; Y"ou savvy?" He leaned forward jUst a li'.tle. hands ready to draw. Ho was a trifle comical, because of hi» wrinkles and hi.^ stoop. Bat the'c "Well where are they?" The younger man was equally intei>- ested. "They have gone, for maybe a long time," Honey Bee declared. The Indian girl had expected thus to be questioned. She was not at all happy in her own mind. She didn't want Bob Barry to be alone anywhere with the white Kirl, much less in a dark cave. But â€" Bcb was her employer, as well as the man she wanted; she virtually worshipped him. He had emphaticrally told her to keep tha secret of the new cliff cave. She meant to do so. "Hell, didn't they say where?" Hades was losing patience. "They just say tell you both make thee better camp, thee bet- ter corral for thee mules and hors. OS." Honey Bee spoke slowly, stall- ing. Then she had an idea. "Mee.v- ter Bawb, he say must go. Maybe all day, maybe longer. They take food, canteen, go that way." The Horses Are Here She pointed â€" not toward the cliff dwelling, but in the opposite direction. The men grumbled about it at length, but after all the- njte Bob had left also told them to go ahead with their own work, and forget about him and 'Lissa. Suspicions thus were not aroused, at the time. .\n hour later, though. Hades went for a last night check-up on the horses and mulesâ€" his i-egulai" job. "Shucks!" he suddetily ex- damiod. "Their horses is both hero!" Bob and, .Mary Meli.ssa v.'ouldn't have started t*) go far on foot. The old man turned to stare back at the c.imp. .^uspic- ou--, confsjEc:?. He didi^'t trust that Indian g!rl. Nor Holliman. (To B« Continued} SPORTS STYLE BUTTONS AT BACK I'ATTKKX lUia By ANNE ADAMS There's a fresh, clean-cut. .A.m- erican-girl spirit about Pat;tern 44()3! It's an Anne Adams dress, which e.xplains its unusual verve and originality. That button-up- the-back idea is ingeniously young combined with the bow of the sash which comes from the front panel or winds all around. You might have the yokes and sleeves in sprightly contrast. Notice the smart front panel and the new touch of buttons that march d'owa either side to below the waist. Omit the sleeves and you'll have a real sportster! 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CHAMBERS ANOTHER SIMPLE SUNDAY DINNER The ideal simple Sunday dinner should be one on which most of the preparation can be done before- hand; and one which presents something Just a little different from the ordinary week-day meal. W'e are choosing ham for the meat course, which ma)' be broil- ed or baked. If baking, and in fact broiling too, personally I like to steam It beforehand, the time ac- cording to the amount. Then the broiling or baking takes only a few moments. The steaming may be (i.one the day previous. Before plac- ing in the broll&r or in oven for baking, spread the surface lightly with butter and if you wish, add a little brown sugar and mustard (which have been mixed together), and a few cloves. All this can be done just before placing In the oveu tor tU9 browning. Now. that pineapples, (the large, luscious kind) are at their best, they make au idea! appetizer. Mint always bears a touch of favor and flavor served at the beginning of the meal in any type of fruit cup. Crush the leaves of a spray or two of mint and bury them (leaving on tile stem) in the shredded, chop- pod pineapple. I prefer to run it through the food chopper, being sure to retain all the juico mixed with fruit sugar, which does dis- solve so much better. This fruit can be prepare<i on Saturday and plac- ed in the refrigerator or a very cool place. Leave the mint In according to the type of fla.or you desire. Some prefer just a suggestion of the flavor; then it can be removed after a few hours. Others who like a deeper flavor may leave it in till re^ady ro serve. MENU Pineapple and Mint Cup Broiled (or baked) ham Fresh asparagus Rice and cheese sauce Watercress and Radish Salad Whipped Cream Cake Hot Beverage Milk If you have had freshly picked asparagus in the refrigerator, where it is crisp, it will only take a few moments to boil it. Serve with the melted butter atnd seasoning to taste. One of the recommendations for this vegetable is that it can be prepared well within the half hour. I like the plan to cook the rice beforehand taking pains to keep the grains whole and separated. The cream sauce can also be made before hand, a plan which saves much time when dinner is being aseembled. Heat the sauce in the double boiler, adding M cup grated cheese for each cup of sauce, this being added as sauce is reheated. Add the rice to the sauce in the double boiler and do not attempt to break up the rice leaving just as it Is (it is not so attractive, if it is mashed). If one wished, the rice could be steamed (this also cau be (loue before); then pl.ace in casser- ole just before serving and pour over it the cheese sauce sprinkling the top with grated cheese; time in oven about 20 minutes in moderate oveu. For your. simple salad a valuable addition is salted wafers (be sure they are crisp). For your d«ssert make your fav- There's DOUBLE , ENJOYMENT ' in delicious .... DOUBLEMINT GUM W .V J;** S^ • EvL-ry day millions find real pleasure in the genuine, lonft- lusting flavor of Doublemint Gum. Cooling, refreshing, satisfying! Enjoy It after every meal! Millions do! orite light cake recipe on Saturday, preferably the long pan type. AU you have to do is to add the whip- per cream, which also may be pre- pared before and kept chilled. A few strawberries added gives you a strawberry shortcake of the sweet-cake type. For those who feel with the pineapple it is too many acids mixed, the cake and cream alone makes a very luscioua dessert. BAKING POWDER BISCUITS It is true I have not said any- thing about biscuits for a long time and to answer the request for my favorite baking powder biscuits here you are: 2 cups flour (bread! 4 teaspoons baking powder '2 teaspoon salt 4 tablespoons shortening (level) ^i cup milk Mix and sift dry ingredients, work in shortening and add liquid, gradually making the soft type â€" soft as possible to hadle. Turn on a floured board, pat and roll to about % inch in thickness, cut place in pan and bake in hot oven. Time 15 minutes. Oven 450 de- grees. SODA BISCUIT Hoping this will answer the ra- quest for a ''plain soda biscuit"; 2 cups flour % teaspoon salt '2 teaspoon soda 1 teaspoon baking powder l^^ tablespoons butter. 1 cup butermilk or sour cream (If using cref!' i-j the butter>. Sift dry ingredients, mix in but- ter, add buttermilk gradually and mix as biscuits above. Oven 400 do- grees. Time 15 minutes. READERS. WRITE IN! Miss Chambers welcomsi personal letters from interest- ed readers. She Is pi:^.-<sed t* receive suggestions on topics For her column, and is even ready to listen to your "pel peeves *' Requests for recipes or special menus are in order. Address your letters to "Mist Sadie B. Cliambers, 73 West Adelaide Street. Toronto." ^ffne^^ 8AIAMCED MffRfsmei/r TMT eÂ¥eRy FAMtiY MUDS TWO SHREDDED WHEAT ... A CUPFUL OF MILK . . . FRESH STRAWBERRIES This meal contains eight vital food values: Three Vitamins (A, Bi and C), Proteins, Iron, Calcium, Phosphorus and Carbohydrates. You get all these precious elements in one delicious dishful. Give the family this Shredded Wheat treat for breakfast, while strawberries are at their best. THE CANADIAN SHREDDED WHEAT COMPANY. LTD , Niagara Falls, Canada