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,c TURNING POINT /^if> Mary Imiay Taylor SYNOPSIS CHAPTEU VII: Stenhart, In lovo with Jane, feigns more lllnei* than he feels. Jim Is anxious to catch Jordan and sends Wherwin (Haz- lett) to the Heminintju. Hut Sher- win, still wanting to kill Stenhart, coes In the opposite direction. CHAFTEK VUl Shcrwin became aware of a steal- thy sound close to the edge of the creek. He stooped lower and dis cerncd a crouching figure; a man was crawling on his hands and knees towarc' the water. As he dropped lower to pass under a bough, his head was silhouetted again.st the liglit and Shcrwin knew him â€" it was the rust'er, Jordan I Instinctively, Slicrwin's hand went to his revolver, then ii dropped. He dared not shoot. The creek was narrow here .'.nd Jane was too near A miss, and â€" ! He must get the man from behind, pinion his arms, drag him, if need be, into the water and drown him. * * * Softly he crept after the skulker. There was little sound except the occasional cracking of a twig, and Jordan, making similar sounds, did not seem to notice them. The two crept on, the first almost at the water's edge, the second almost near enough to grasp the crawling legs in front. Jane's voice rose just opposite, singing a Spanish song. Slicrwin stretched out his hand and almost got the ankle nearest him; then suddenly, Jordan faced about and saw him, uttered an oath and plunged into the water, swimming straight for the girl on the opposite side. In an instant, Sherwin divined his plan â€" he meant to get Jane and dictate his own terms to Jim! He knew that Sherwin could not shoot and endanger the girl. But Sherwin broke through a tangle of vines, plunged into the creek and swam after him. Still, the other man had the advantage. As Sherwin struck the water, Jordan leaped out on the other side and v;as after the girl. « » â-  Jane did not run. She faced her pursuer and tried to fight him off, but Jordans arms were around her and he had lifted her from the ground when Sherwin came up out of the stream, dripping. Knowing that, while he carried the girl, he was safe from gunfire, Jordan start- ed to run to cover, but, burdened, he was not quick enough. Sherwin leaped forward and, throwing hia powerful arms around him, dragged him back. Caught by an iron grip above each elbow, Jordan released Jane and tried to turn on his as- sailant. There was a moment of â- wild conflict; the two men strug- gled, twisted and went down to- gether. Sherwin had no time to draw a weapon and he meant that Jordan should not have a better chance. Wrestling and panting they rolled over, slipping down the bank toward the creek, while Jane tried to help Sherwin, and cried for help. Slicrwin twisted and strained at the other man, when they came to a cleft in the bank, fell through it violently and struck water, Jordan tippermost. The force of the con- tact, the sudden rush of water over his head, loosened Sherwin's grip, and his antagonist drew a knife and struck once, furiously. The blade drove into the other man's arm, and there was a moment more of fierce conflict, the water growing red; then Jordan broke loose and swam ashore. He had crossed the creek. Sherwin still heard Jane's cries and, wounded in the arm, he struck out for the shore and, reaching it, climbed to the top of the bank dizzily. He saw that the girl was there alone and, faint from loss of blood, ."iank to his knees beside her. * ♦ » "Oh, you re hurt, you're bleed- ing!" Jane was down beside him, trying, with shaking hands, to find the wound and stanch it. Sherwin, looking up into her face, read st)nietliing there that went to his head. "It's only a scratch," he wins pered hoarsely. "Thank God 1 was near enough to help!" "But you're bleeding, he's shot you in the arm!" She was trying to bind it with her handkerchief. "And it was for me â€" Oh, I thought he'd kill you!" Sherwin laid his hand over hers. "Would you care?" he asked, and his voice shook. The girl lifted brave eyes to his, the color ran up to her dusky hair, but her look answered his. "Jane!" he cried, "Jane!" She did not speak, but her clear eyes misted. In the madness of that moment he cast his last resolution to the wind. "I love you!" he said softly. "No matter what is said of me â€" I love you!" The girl looked back to him with her sweet gravity. "I don't evea know your real name!" she said gently. He groaned. It all came back to him and turned the world black. "I'm mad," he said bitterly. "You'll hate me soon for this!" "John!" He turned and saw her white face lifted, her blue eyes steady and brave. "Tell me the truth," she said, "tell meâ€" I'll believe you!" He covered his own eyes with his shaking hands. Then he drew a long breath. He would tell her, he'd tell her all I There came suddenly a shout and the sound of men rushing toward them. "It's Jim," Jane said, "and old Mac â€" looking for rie." Sherwin realized all it meant! He had made love to the girlâ€" she had not definitely repulsed him, her eyes has spoken much, and he was â€" ! The hot blood ran out of his face, his look was haggard. He stood still, trying to hide the blood on his sleeve. It made ntf diflfereace now; nothing mattered, whether he lived or died. Then he heard her telHng them what had happened and how brave he was! Jim caught at his unwounded arm and wrung his hand. "To the rescue again! You seem to have taken out a contract for pulling this family out of scrapes, old chap, and â€" " Jim choked a little, looking at his sisterâ€" I don r know how to thank you!" ♦ ♦ * "Unfortunately, I always seem to let that rogue slip through my fingers!" Sherwin said. He knew that Jim must wonder how he got there, but Jane broke in with her cry about his arm. "Jim, he's been shot â€" stabbed, I mean. You must see to his arm; I couldn't stop the blood!" "Of course we'll see to it, SisI Which way did Jordan run, Har- let?" "Into the brush," he pointed; "he got me in the arm first andâ€"" he stopped, clapping his hand over the wound which stung painfully now. "Oh, you must get that arm fixed NIX, JUNE, NIX! up! Jane said to her brother. "Where's the sherriff? He's needed here!" Sherwin gave her a quick look, something grim in his smile, but Jim answered readily. "I'd started Hazlet for the sheriff â€" by the way, where's your horse?" he asked suddenly. "Over there â€" " old Mac i5ointed across the streamâ€" "1 seen it crop- pin' grass. Kinder wonder Jordan didn't swipe it." Both nici stared .•^s at one c. the fastest horses in the stables â€" who should have been half way to Heminings' place by nowâ€" quietly nibbling grass on the east road. A look passed between the two but Sherwin missed it. Jane was insist- ing on his return to the house. (To be Continued) IS^UE 18â€"1946 Sauce, cover trta «& bwon cooked -^cn ^ernooa See »)«»»• ^^^mefuB tUce '*^\r half slices. F« lunch or mippC. ^,,e«5«>« •°*'*^ "^ 1AM Screen star Dick Powell's horrified expression indicates that a hefty â- wing with a full bottle is no way to christen a hghtweight family plane. He finally persuaded the Missus, actress June Allyson, to settle for a less violent christening. Having saved the plane from serious damage, Dick took her for an aerial spin. CfiRONKLES ol GINGER FARM By GwendoHne P Clarke When I fed the hens yesterday morning I picked up one egg in the first pen and none in the sec- ond. Usually there are at least a dozen before breakfast. Why the sudden falling off? Well, it just is that the hens havn't gone on day- light saving time. They follow the laws of nature not of man. There was also this difference: Usually we can depend on most of the eggs being laid in the forenoon. In- cidentally, they are picked up three or four times during the morning. We find it is the only way to pre- vent breakage of eggs in the nests. Until now, by dinner-time most of the biddies have done their one good deed for the day, which meant we could relax a bit and vis- it the pens only once during the afternoon. But on DST all tliis is changed. By noon the hens are still on the job so we, perforce, must stay on the job too, instead of having an uninterrupted few hours to get on with â€" well, what- ever there is to get on with. * • * * Then there's the chickens. Nat- urally my first chore in the mor- ning is to feed and water the little chicks. On standard time they are ready by the time I am. On DST only a few early risers ven- ture out from under the hoover. The rest wait for the sun. As. for us â€" well, we are on fast time, not from choice but necess- ity. I wondered this morning, as I poked around the house before Sunday School Lesson TKik Learning To Live Together Matthew 18: 15-17, 21-22; Mark 10: 3S-37, 41-45. Golden Te.\t â€" By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another. John 13: 35. The Forgiving Spirit When there is friction between two bretheren the offended one is to standing and reconcilation. livery standing and reconcilation. Every attempt is to be made to heal the breach. If all methods fail the of- fender is to be treated as a pagan. How do we treat such? Do you not pray for them and hope for tlieir conversion? .\ntagonism may be overcome by forgiveness. Peter qncstionally limited forgiveness to the seventh offence. But Jesus, in c.\panding Peter's charity to seventy times sev- en, makes tlic number practically infinite. In other words, never cease forgiving. Let your patience be inexhaustible and your forgiving love infinite. The Apostles* Request The request of James and John that they l)e preferred al>ove all the others shows that they still held a worldly view of the kinRdoni. The response of Jesus was ncitlier an express denial nor a stern rclnike. ishncs.s. "lie called them unlo Him." He dealt very gently with their self- II always calls us near tu Himself when He would win us from our low lives to a liigher one. Christ's Kingdom The method of Christ's kingdom is utterly at variance with the methods of the kinRdom of this world, he that rules is great: in the kingdom of Christ, he th.it serves is great. If anyone wills to be great in Christ's kingdom he must take the place of a servant of others and he that would he first must lake the place of a slave of all. He that is foremost in the realm of the good must be first and foremost in sacrificial service. dayliglit, if those who are so an- xious for fast time would be equal- ly enthusiastic if they had to get up while it was still dark. Ii just doesn't add up .... all this out- cry for higher wages and shorter hours â€" and daylight saving too! * * * * Why shouldn't the farmer be considered' once in a while-or if not the farmer personally, then the work he has to do? It is the far- mer upon whom the nations de- pend to feed the world. Why make it more difficult for him than it need be? Isn't it enough for the farmer to have this current labour shortage to contend with without having DST to worry about? » * • » Of course we don't have to go on fajt time . Oh no, it is entirely optional. But let the farmer work by the sun and at the end of the day slip into town for shopping or repairs, and what can he get? Nothing at all â€" it is past 6 o'clock (DST) and the eight-hour work- ers have shut up shop and gone honic. The next morning the far- mer goes early to town. It is ur- gent that he should get his busi- ness (lone before going to the field. Maybe he forgets what time the stores open-or maybe it teems like the middle of the day to him, since he has already done about three hours work. Anyway the stores are still shut tighter than nobody's business in the early morning DST is apparently too fast for those who voted in its favour. Oh well . . . it's a queer world, isn't it? TARLE TALKS . . Rhubarb Puffs 1 cup thinly sliced rhubarb '/z cup s..gar Yi cup shortening 1 egg yolk '/i teaspoon vanilla 1 cup sifted all purpose flour 54 tf.ispoon salt 1 y-i teaspoons baking powder Yi cup milk 54 teaspoon cinamon % teaspoon cloves 1 egg white Mix the rhubarb with 54 op <â- "' the sugar and place in the bottom of six greased custard cups. Cream the shortening and vanilla. Add the remaining J4 cup sugar grad ually and cream thoroughly. Add the egg yolk and beat until fluffy. .Mix and silt flour, salt, an.; baking powder, and add aliernateiv with the milk to the first mixture. Fold in stiffly beaten egg white. Pour the batter over rhubarb in the custard cups and bake in a moderate oven (373 deg. F.) foi about 30 minutes. Serve with rhu- barb sauce. Rhubarb Sauca 2 cups sliced rhubarb 2 tablespoons sugar '/i cup honey â€".Place sliced rhubarb, sugar and lioney in a covered saucepan. Bring to the boiling point. Re- duce licat and cook for 10 minute:-. Rhubarb Whip 1 Yi tablespoons gelatins y^ cup cold water 2 cups hot, stewed, sweetened rhubarb 1 tablespoon lemon juice 2 egg whites Soak gelatine in cold water for S minutes. Add to hot rhubarb and stir until dissolved. Add lemon juice. Place in refrigerator or other cool place and allow to par- tially set. Beat egg whites with salt un.:l stiff, but not dry. Add the jellied mixture and continue to beat. Turn into one large or sev- eral individual moulds and chill Serve with custard sauce made from the two egg yolks. 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