« " 11 11 Make Slip Covers for i Th«t Unusual Chnir nrms cover was a twofold con * servotion measure in the most literal sense. Its purpose was not to rover shabby upholstery but to protect handsome damask from everyday wear and tear, in a household where there were children. The substantial striped cotton material chosen harmonizes perfectly with the rather elegant lines of the chair frame. If you have an especially diffi cult chair to cover, you will save time by fitting a muslin pat InTceveRaround ch*«J |5up even wccst m tM jftART OF BACK—j JMP, ■ TAPE ( ram covers CARVING tern first. Then you can snip until it fits perfectly around arms and other supports and, if you make a mistake in the pattern just stitch a patch over it and start over again. Before removing the pattern from the chair, plan the openings so that they will lap neat ly and be sure they are long enough. In the finished cover ei ther bindings or facings may be used for irregular edges. • • • NOTE -This chair Is from Mrs Spears' I Sewing Book 3. which also contains direc tions for smart new curtains; and numer- j ous things to make from odds and ends, as well as new materials. To get copy of Book 3 send name and address with IS cents In coins to: MRS. R t'TH WYETH SPEARS Bedford HUH New York Drawer 10 Enclose IS cents for Book No. 3. Name. Address . Doomed Dogs Expensive To Reprieve in England In England, the owner of a dog that has been condemned to death pays a daily fine of one pound or about $4 as long as he refuses to have the animal destroyed, says Collier’s. In one recent case, a family has so far paid $2,300 to keep their dog Rowley alive. In another case, a man has paid $500 to keep Bobbie, most of this money having been raised by a Bobbie Club, consisting of neighbor hood children who organized them selves specifically for this purpose. Beware Coughs from common colds That Hang On I Creomulslon relieves promptly be cause It goes right to the seat of the trouble to help loosen and expel germ laden phlegm, and aid nature to soothe and heal raw, tender. In flamed bronchial mucous mem branes. Tell your druggist to sell you • bottle of Creomulslon with the un derstanding you must like the way It quickly allays the cough or you are to have your money back. CREOMULSION for Coughs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis HOUSEWIVES: ★ ★ ★ Your Waste Kitchen Fats Are Needed for Explosives TURN ’EM IN! ★ ★ * — SNAPPY FACTS I ABOUT RUBBER -< Akron. Ohio hod Itt boainning nt tho WORLD S RUIftli MAMUFAC TUHINO CAPITAL In 1170 when Ht Ant rubber plant wnt ttarted by Dr. b. P. Ooadrlch. The twitching oi Dakar. Trench Weil Airica, to tho aide oi the United Hahona meant the eatabUihment lor the Alliee oi an important port for the ahrpmant <4 crude rubber, among other important wax tuantiali Atobrlnor the chemitt't ant or to tho war tlmo thartago of qui «•"«, It terring to ttep up the tedtrtton of rubber In the to lorte - Inferred tunglet of Brnll. Haro it q cate of q synthetic product being uted to thmulote the gathering of a natural prod doct that it rapidly being re !hStod,SHdoelyB,h*,l“ *" *h" Ordinary ttreo are now cured in motdi at iactoriea in 40 to SO min utea Beiore o rgaruc accelerators wore developed by B. F. Goodrich it took about tire houri to vulcanise a tiro. 4. - — B.EGoodrich ’MunDtiio^ PIRATESHEAD Bm ISABEL WAIT^.^-,-* THE STORY 80 FAR: Judy Jason, who It telling the story, receives an anonymous tetter rnrlotlng 1*09 and ask ing her to bid for an abandoned rhnrrh to be auctioned the neat day. 8he gets the rhnrrh, only to And. in an old rheat, the body of a man IdentlAed a* Roddy , I.ane. The' body dlaappeart a few hour* later. A Ash ahed bnrna, apparently killing an old man named Brown who la snpposed to have lived there. While exploring the "Ptrate'a Mouth'* for rlura, t.lly Kendall aeea something whirh frightens her. Judy And* Roddy l.ane'a diamond In her bag. A rry brlngi thr guests hurrying down to the "Pl rate'a Mouth.’* Now continue with Judy's story. CHAPTER XIII Even Bessie Norcross regained enough energy to tag along, with poor Thaddcus Quincy rolling him self down the bumpy path, last of all. Aunt Nella was the only one who stayed on the job at the inn. I could see Victor passing the steps of the Church as I came along side the gruesome body in the charred place where the fish house had been. He wasn't going to the basement then. Now, he was mak ing for the ledge above Pirate’s Mouth. I could see him throwing himself at full length. Two others lay dowm beside him. , They got up and the rest of them lay down. What had they found? What had they found! I came up to where Potter and the minister and Hugh were still lying on the ground, as Victor turned and saw me ’ So you’ve seen it? She knew it was there. She thinks you put it there!" "What, in heaven’s name?" The others came scrambling to their feet. "Say that again. Judy," Hugh said. "You mean Miss Ken dall thought Quade put something down there?” Gosh, he was mad. Hugh pulled me away and stood back himself, as if he expected Victor to push one of us over the cliff. I saw I had pulled another boner—and against Victor Quade, the one person I trusted! He smiled faintly. "Let’s have it, Judy. Say just what you did be fore. She knew it was there? What?” "I don’t know. Something—some thing she thought you knew was there—but, for reasons of your own, perfectly good reasons, of course, kept still about.” Was I making it worse? 1 went over to the rock and lay down and got a look at what I can never forget to my dying day. Poor Lily Kendall lay sprawled in the far cleft of the Pirate’s Mouth. Even I, who have heretofore seen practi cally no death at close range, knew she was gone. Her eyes stared sight lessly at the deep blue sky. Her body, too large to slide through the hideous rocky maw, had stuck gro tesquely. But the horrible thing—! A wave of nausea crept over me as I realized that the scarf around Lily's milk-white neck was blue! Above me I could hear Hugh's voice grow strident, accusing Victor. Others chimed in. Victor himself dragged me to my feet. "Go back, dear. Go with Bessie. We've got to get past you.” He turned around and cried, "Here, Norcross, make yourself useful. Take these two girls back to the inn and keep 'em there.” "And give you a chance to destroy some evidence! I guess not. You tied that scarf around her throat and you know it.” "What scarf?” Bessie's haunted eyes sought mine. I shook my head. "It's blue. A sort of French blue.” Bessie turned and ran. The men were already making their way into the Pirate's Mouth, all of them, except the minister. Victor, Uncle Wylie, Hugh and Potter were all on that narrow shelf. I lay down on the rock and watched. The nausea had gone, but | it returned a moment later when Mr. Quincy's wheels hit my feet. "What the hell’s going on dowm there?" he demanded, thumping the rock. "It’s Miss Kendall. She fell over!" "Keep by me, child," Quincy said, shaking his head at De Witt. "Don’t get near the edge again—with any body.” He’d whispered the last two words, but the minister wasn’t pay ing any attention. I saw him hold down a hand, and presently Uncle Wylie’s head ap peared. Hugh came next, then Pot ter and Quade, the last without his coat. The questions Thaddeus Quincy hurled at those silent men! “Did she fall? How did it happen? Speak, man, can’t you?” Let the others answer questions. Victor walked with me. "Now, we've got to do something. Break in the Lane boat house. I’d suggest." "There’s an idea,” Potter quaked. Uncle Wylie, for all his lean years, kept well ahead of everybody. He was hurrying to find a second suit able covering for the body, but he paused to call over his shoulder: I “Judy, better come along with me. j This ain’t no fitten comp’ny for a ! young girl.” "He's right." Hugh dropped back a step and shouted, "I’ll stay with her, Mr. Gerry!" Then he noticed Bessie wasn't with us. "Where's my sister?" he cried, his face full of terror. “Keep your shirt on." Quincy an swered. “Got too thick for her. She took it on the lam back to the inn." Hugh grabbed me by the arm and held me back while the others went on. I didn’t like It. I wanted to hear everything, and also, I'm not ashamed to confess, to keep with the crow'd. If Lily Kendall could be killed for nothing by this—this ma niac, how much more might he wish to get rid of me, who’d seen his handwriting, still had five hundred of his dollars and the diamond ring, for all he knew. I began to puzzle about Lily’s death—her suspicions of Victor Quade. He did have the ring. He had told me to put the money back in the drawer. He was, after all, a stranger. And now the title on his typewriter came flash ing across my anguished brain— Murder on the Bluff! Was that just a coincidence? Or was he really a killer, so daring that he even her alded his crimes? All the while Hugh was talking to me, while the men went in a body across to the Castle drive. Hugh and I kept on behind them, and once I quickened my pace to catch up. "Judy, you don’t think that scarf being tied around her throat means that I strangled the poor woman. You know me better than that, don’t you? I couldn’t bear it if—If you suspected that—’’ He found difficul ty in going on; his face was in tor ment. "I swear that scarf—the spot •TU stay with her, Mr. Gerry.” on my sister’s coat—the fact that my golf club was found—” The men had broken into the boat house easily enough, via the pane De Witt had smashed with Hugh’s club that night on the lawn. All they had to do was reach in and un lock the garage window. But once inside the connecting door was quickly thrown open to reveal two rowboats and a canoe—all with worse holes in them than Uncle Wy lie's! “Well, gentlemen, does this tell you anything?” Victor asked the lot of us as we gazed, horrified, at the holes in the boats and canoe. “Looks like there’s a crazy man hidden around here somewhere,” De Witt said, picking up a door stop. “1 think we ought to arm ourselves and continue our search.” “You mean—the Castle, too?” Pot ter’s hand twisted nervously .Then he began hunting around for a weap on, Anally tugging at an oar. A paint brush suited him better. Some of them picked up rocks from outside. The minister opened a vicious-looking jackknife. I didn't feel too badly when Victor asked if Mr. Quincy and I would watch the exits. There were only the drive ways and the sea ahead, but what should we do if a madman came leaping at us? “You needn’t fear,” Victor said, divining my thoughts, as he so often had during this mutual experience of murder. “I'm sure we'U find no one. “Queer how you should be sure,” Hugh Aung at him. “I’m not for getting you knew where to find that poor woman.” “Better not say too much. Nor cross.” Victor’s teeth gleamed in a half smile. Why, they might have been exchanging pleasantries! “Wasn't my scarf around her neck. Did your sister ever find that blue one of yours?” “Damn you, Quade! Leave my sis ter out of this. Do you think she strangled the Kendall woman?’ * "I think nothing. I’m only telling you to keep quiet—better for you in the end, the less you say.” “Why damn your dirty insinu—” Victor came out of the boathouse and entered ihe garage. I wheeled Mr. Quincy close to the door, be side where Hugh stood scowling and sullen, but he forgot his anger as the men examined Roddy Lane's car. "Not a drop of gas in her!" De Witt discovered. “Bet Lana hnd soma when ha drove in. Knew there wasn’t a Ail ing station ttiis side of Rockville." Potter added. "Remember how the Are burned last night?" Victor asked. "No won der we heard the combustion. But that wouldn't account for the bridge." "You think the killer drained the tank and threw the gasoline on the fish house?" "Not on the Ash house. De Witt On the body Inside.” Uncle Wylie stuck his head In the door. He had a piece of sailcloth under his arm. "Mrs. Gerry says to tell you lunch is ready." he said. Nobody moved. "Well, I’ve told you, so 't ain’t my fault if every thin's cold. This do for down yon der?” Victor nodded, and my uncle start ed off. "Here, wait! Don’t go alone. Uncle Wylie!” I shouted. "He’ll be O. K.. Judy. Go with him if you wish,” Mr. Quincy said, holding up his cane. “I’ve got this." "Will he be all right—alone, Mr, Quade?" "I don’t see why not. Just left there, didn’t we? He’ll be a lot saf er than we will." To see the glance Victor gave our crew made me shake in my boots. They emerged from the garage and closed the door behind them. The Lane stables, perhaps I ought to have explained, were fairly new, having been built on the site of the old barn, the boat house and ga- | rage adjoining forming a rambling three-in-one structure which consid- j erably annoyed Aunt Nella, as it hid part of the picturesque stone castle from the inn. I began wheeling Mr. Quincy slowly up and down the drive, one eye on my Uncle Wylie approaching the perilous Pirate’s Mouth, the oth er on the castle doors. Quincy talked a blue streak, his tired old eyes searching the sea scape. “Don’t see why somebody doesn’t turn up,’’ he said, pointing his cane i toward town. “We're off the beaten path.’’ “But tourists—holiday hell-bent ers." “That’s just it. Nothing to go hell bent over; no attractions that bring the mob, like Nantasket and Re vere. Bathing’s no good here, ei- , ther. Rockville’s the place. Got a fair beach along there. Ours,” I indicated the tiny strip from the foot of the bluff to the woods back of our old barn, “too rocky—even with bathing shoes.” “S’pose lots of folks are sleeping it off after the wild night before the ! Fourth. Never saw such a quiet place.” “Don't make me laugh! Did you say quiet, sir? Perhaps it’s because so few people know there is a Pi rate’s Head. No houses on the Neck. Natives never come here except to sell milk and truck.” There wasn’t a sign from the Cas tle, save occasionally a form at a window, which we decided was one of our party. Uncle Wylie disap peared from sight, and I closed my eyes and silently said a little prayer for him. In no time I saw him climbing back again, coming toward us. I turned the wheelchair down the i drive to meet him. “Your Aunt Nella’s gonna be hop- i pin’ mad,” he grinned. He rested a moment to learn what the men ; were doing. His kind old face so bered as he scratched his grizzled head, a gesture he indulged when upset “What you think, Mr. Quincy?” j he asked. “Who is this Quade fel ler, anyhow, Judy?” We both tried to answer. “I think Roddy Lane did it,” Mr. Quincy said, “and blew the bridge up after him.” “No, you don't. He couldn’t have strangled poor Lily,” I said. Uncle Wylie looked at me in sur prise. "Who said she was stran gled? Hit on the head, she was. That scarf didn't do no damage.” I clutched at him. "Are you sure?” “Sartin, I’m sure.” He lit his pipe, offering tobacco to Mr. Quincy, who never smoked. “Bump on her head big as an aigg.“ "Then maybe Norcross didn't do it” “Norcross? Nope. That sister of his wouldn't leave him be long enough.” Somehow I felt a load lifted. 1 didn't want to think Bessie’s broth- j er guilty of all those hideous things. "His club,” Quincy reminded us. j “Gerry, how come there's no boats on the cove coming over here, no picnickers?" Uncle Wylie looked longingly at the Castle. I knew he was dying to join the search, but with a sigh he set his feet toward home. "Noth ing doing here on the Fourth. Never is. Fireworks at Rockville tonight, though. Promised to take my wife. Better leave this business to the oth ers and trail along, hadn’t you, Ju dy?* * I knew I should go with him. What was I being paid for? But curiosity is more compelling than clam chow der. Besides, there came one of our guests. It was Albion Potter, He seemed relieved and said so. (TO BE CONTINUED) FIRST-AID to the AILING HOUSE by Roger B. Whitmon Roger B. Whitman—WNU Features. You may not be able to replace worn or broken household equipment. This Is war. Government priorities come Brst. So take care of what you have ... as well as you possibly can. This column by the homeowner’s friend tells you how. ENAMELED TO NATURAL FINISH Question: The house we bought has white enameled woodwork in the liv ing room and dining room. How can 1 I restore it to its natural finish? Answer: You can take off the pres- I ent finish with a commercial var- ! nish and paint remover. Be care ful to clean off all traces of the remover with benzine afterward. Both liquids are inflammable. Be careful of Are and have plenty of ventilation. Or you can use a hot solution of trisodium phosphate, three pounds to the gallon of water. This will soften the old finish so that you can scrape and wipe it off. , Rinse thoroughly and allow to dry. You then can refinish with clear var- ‘ nish, or whatever you wish. When ! using a paint remover, be sure to * clean it all off after removing the paint; if any trace is left, it will continue to soften the new finish. Rust Spot on Tile Floor Question: I kept a steel cabinet in my bathroom for quite a while. When I moved it to another room I found it had left a large rust spot on the tile floor. Scrubbing with scour ing cleanser does not remove it. What should I use? Answer: Dissolve one part sodium citrate in six parts of water, and add six parts of commercial glyc erine. Mix a portion of this with enough powdered whiting, hydrated lime or other absorbing powder, to form a paste, and spread on the stain in a thick coat. When it is dry, replace with fresh paste or moisten with the remaining liquid. A week or more may be required for the complete removal of the stain. Covered Radiators Question: 1 have metal covers on all the radiators; these are on top, but not the front and back. Does this lose much heat? I feel that the covers, besides keeping curtains cleaner, may divert the heat closer to the floors where our children play. We do not need the upper three or four feet in the room. Answer: Heated air rises; there fore, in heating a room the warm air builds up from the ceiling down. A cover of any type on a radiator naturally would have a tendency to cut down the efficiency. The kind of cover you are now using does not re duce the heating efficiency of the radiator as much as a complete en closure. Sticky Enamel Question: Recently we removed the finish from a walnut table with paint remover, then refinished with two coats of white enamel. News paper print and lint from clothes stick to the top. We have waxed it, but it still remains sticky. Is there any remedy? Answer: I make the guess that aft er removing the old finish you for got to clean off the paint remover, which still is active in softening the new finish. You had better start over again by taking off all the fin ish; but this time clean off the paint j remover with benzine (being ex- : tremely careful of fire). Sandpaper, if necessary, and refinish. Shutting Off Radiators Question: I have a hot-water heat ing system. Would I save on fuel— and not interfere with the flow of water—if I shut off the third-floor radiator and possibly one or two on the second floor? Would it be bet ter to remove the radiators entirely? Answer: You should disconnect each radiator and plug the branch or pipe at some place below the \ unheated space to keep it from freez ing. In the average hot-water heat ing system, the cutting off of a radi ator should not interfere with the op eration of the rest of the radiators and will effect a saving of fuel. Freshening Up Leather Chairs Question: What can be done with a maroon leather office set that fades when sat upon during warm weather: The color comes off also. Answer: Begin by washing the leather (without using much water) ; with saddle soap, which can be had at a leather goods store. Rinse well and allow to dry. Then paint with | good quality enamel, just as it ' | comes in the can, without thinning. Heel Marks Question: Could you tell me how | to get rubber heel marks off my polished hardwood floor? Answer: Wipe with turpentine and ' fine steel wool. If this does not re > move the marks, put a little scratch less cleaning powder on a damp ! cloth and rub lightly. Then wipe with a clean, damp cloth and re wax the spot. Sanitation Aid to Cutting Hog Lomo Farmers Urged to Guard Sows in ’43 Unfortunately there can be no ra tioning restriction* of disease germs, so it is up to the farmers to guard their sows from unsanitary condi tions that lead to heavy losses from mange, swine erysipelas, hog chol era, worms and swine pox. According to specimens received at the laboratory of animal pathol ogy and hygiene at the University of Illinois college ot agriculture, swine pox is causing some losses in this state. While not usually a seri ous disease in itself, it leads to other diseases and can be a com plicating factor. Occurrence of swine pox to any appreciable extent in the herd might be taken as a warning signal that all is not well, since it occurs under conditions favoring or fostering other infectious and parasitic diseases. Hog cholera virus should not be used as an immunizing agent in herds showing extensive pox. It is com Hogs like wheat. See how they go after it! monly spread from pig to pig by the hog louse. Widespread pox usually goes hand in hand with a relatively heavy louse infection. Wormy pigs waste feed, gain weight slowly, have damaged lungs, become unthrifty and die. Many become susceptible to oth er diseases. Farrowing quarters should be cleaned regulany by scrubbing with boiling lye water and then spraying with cresol. Sows should be washed before being placed in the farrowing pen. Pigs and sows should be hauled to pasture or driven over ground from which pigs have been absent for a year. Raising pigs on clean pasture is the most satisfactory method. Mange is c \used by a microscopic mite that burrows into the skin, causing great irritation, "elephant hide,” loss of hair and unthriftiness. Agriculture in Industry By FLORENCE C. WEED Poultry There are more chickens in Iowa than any other state, while Texas ranks second in chickens and also leads the turkey population. In 1928, there were 475,000,000 chickens on American farms but since then, the number has declined. While the great bulk of poultry is sold alive or as cold storage fowls, there are a few commercial uses for by-products. Animal feeding stuffs are taking some packing house ! trimmings such as legs, visceral, fat and heads. Food for pet cats i and dogs uses killing plant offal to some extent When research has gone further, it may be possible to extract therapeutic products from glands of chicken heads and recover gelatine from chicken legs which would have surgical uses. Scientists believe that the available supply of 20,000 tons of feathers might be used , in plastics. Goose feathers have' long been marketed for pillow stuff- j ing. It is possible now to obtain dried whole egg, dried egg yolk and dried egg albumen. These products are imported but might be produced here. Non-food uses of eggs are getting more at tention. The tanning industry may be able to utilize more low grade eggs. Manufacturers of frozen or dried egg materials have thousands of pounds of egg shells which are used only to a small extent as chicken feed and fertilizer. Stepping Up Egg Yield Feed your chickens a good laying ration if you want to get maximum egg production. A good laying mash is one composed of 200 pounds ground yellow com; 100 pounds wheat bran or rice bran; 100 pounds meat scraps or shrimp meal; and 100 pounds ground oats. Where meat scraps are used in place of shrimp meal, add one pound salt to the mash mixture. One hundred laying hens will consume between 23-25 pounds of this mixture. I CLASSIFIED DEPARTMENT Live Stock Commission BYERS BROS & CO. A Real Lh