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Quality You'll Enjoy SALADA TEA SERIAL STORY k MURDER IN CONVOY 6Y A. W. O'BRIEN LAST WEEK: Lieutenant Rollins discover* hit "pr!oner* Is the same nurme who had attracted his atten- tion earlier In the day. She explains he came out on deck to smoke cigaret The next day, Rollins wakes to discover the convoy Is moving out to sea. The troops are being given sn enthusiastic send off fay people lined up on shore. Later, the signal sounds for life- boat drill, and Rollins Is disturbed to find the pretty nurse pre- ocupied In looking at something through binoculars. Death Stalks The Deck CHAPTER IV Long afterward!, the officers aboard Troopship "T 9" traced the atmosphere of Impending tragedy to Use evening: of sailing as a mantle of misty gray blanketed the Nova Scotian coastline and Can- ada had been pushed back over the horizon, leaving only bleak ocean stretches visible in the fad- ing light. The lonely getting con- trasted unhappily with th say de- party scenes and, too. the con- voy was running into a steadily Increasing swell. At Ui time, a number of the younger officers mentioned that the voyage didn't carry the "feel" of a great adventure. It came In the nature of a drab let-down that was relieved by a lifeboat drill and some sharp Instructions by the adjutant over the ship's broadcast- Ing system. Lifebelts were to be worn at all time* during the crossing and life- boat drills would cover all possible situations including one wherein the men would be eating in the various messes and have the reg- ular passageways blocked, forcing them to get to their stations via kitchen and furnace exits. At night strictest enforcement would be given blackout regula- tions and no rubbish of any de- scription was to be thrown over- board at any time except 10 o'clock nightly. That was to prevent any possibility of the enemy tracing the convoy by floating cardboard. empty cans and other de>bris. Finally, the listeners were warn- ed that they should leave warm clothing and equipment at hand each night before retiring that, if the ship should be torpedoed and list to port or gtarboard, the men must not run up the sloping deck bat go with the list to where the lifeboats hung freely. Several "casualties" >.. mUs- log from Ui evening table. Greg Rollins had felt a little squeam- ish, but a brandy, dry ginger ale and lemon juice had brought an amazing recovery. Lieutenant Harry Miley held out tti> to the turkey when, witb nap- kin to mouth, he rushed from the mess while his tablemates roared with laughter. "Had business a hangover in a rolling ," remarked Captaiu FINE CUT Founded in 1888 by one of the early West's most outstanding figures, the late W. R. Hull, th* Pine Coulee Ranch was located near Nan ton. Alberta. The brand is still in use by the Beaver Camp Ranch. AND Or THI OLD PINE COULEE RANCH 25 ISSUE 16 '42 Tees to Rollins, "and especially when you're slated for orderly of- ficer duty." Rollins felt he should also vol- unteer, bat he had other plans in mind that bridge tournament, for instance. Thirty-two nurses had signed the entry sheet and the same number of officers had promptly volunteered. Greg was one of them and he had taken the pains to find out a certain girl's name. She was Nursing Sister Joan Duvaar, with residence listed aa Ottawa. He felt deep down in his heart that he was allowing his Imagination to run riot over a couple of minor incidents, and the bridge tournament would provide an ideal excuse for a chat. He was among the first officers to so up to "A" lounge that even- Ing where the bridge was being played. One quick glance found her seated on a divan in the corner, reading. Rollins clicked his heels and bowed to the matron before stepping smartly across to the girt She looked up unsmllingly. "Good evening. Sister." he greet- ed clieerily, "My name is Gregory Rollins of the Royal Weetmouut Regiment and I am most anxious to be your partner in this tournament. I am here" he patted his hips "totally unarmed tonight!" It was quite impossible to resist his charming manner. She smiled In reply. "I'd be delighted, Lieutenant Rollins my name is . . ." He held up one hand and slipped onto the divan beside her. "Miss Joan Davaar. I've already sleuthed out your Identity." She raised her eyebrows in am- used surprise. "And to what am I Indebted for this intensive Sher- locking?" "If you weren't so deuced for- mal in your manner and uniform and if this were ouly a collese prom," Rollins came back, "I'd be tempted to say that I'm quite ir- responsible where blue-eyed blonds are concerned even when, un- fortunately, said interest isn't reci- procated." The nurse was a superb com- panion as well as a polisLeU bridge player who smoothed over a num- ber of Greg's obvious misplays. As the evening's play came to a close they were calling one an- other by their first names. After- wards, at the. bar, they enjoyed a nighu-ap together, although she ad- mitted that the rolling of the ship had bothered her slightly while gazing at the cards. 'What do you say to a brisk turn or two on deck?" suggested Rollins. "It would certainly straighten you up." She looked at him with a twin- kle in her eye. "You mean that you will actually allow me to walk on deck tonight. Last time you chased me indoors with revolver in hand remember?" Greg's brow clouded as unpleas- ant thoughts rushed back. For in- stance, he had noticed tonight that she bad refused all cigarets. "Tonight." he replied crisply, "is another night. Also, it's not quite as lute. Besides I've a few things I'd like to disouss with you." She laughed unexpectedly, dis- playing her dimple to advantage. "That seems terribly ominous, Lieutenant, but I'll rush off for my overcoat and" her voice low- ered In mock secrecy "I'll meet you at the first door!" The cloud vanished on Rollins' brow and the boyish grin returned. "At the first door," he whisper- ed. * * Outside it w;is amazingly daik. No moon lighted the gray mass of o .in. ami a strangely intriguing wind moaned ceaselessly. They walked toward l.ho stern, Greg happily conscious of th girl's arm in his. The stem was damp with spray and it dipped and rose iu even measure. The convoy had widen- ed out In night formation, emphas- itiug width lu place of length. Like a hulking ghost, a camouflaged battle cruise-r took shape a few hundred yards to port. Rollins looked down at the girl beside him. Her cheeks ware glis- tening with ipray. and the had been transformed from the starchy nwse into a very desirable youai woman petite and winsome.. Im- pulsively he put an arm around her and drew her close. She didn't resist and Urs' heart tilled with great, warm glow. "Hey, you two. r h*ar e( Llgnts Out' It's 11:30.- The tall figure looming behind the couple burst Into sudden laughter. Rollins jerked his arm away and turned around. It was Tees! "Sister Davaar. this is my friend. Captain Syd Tees." He shotue-l the introduction above the wind. "Tonight's pinch-hitting orderly of- flcer and a prize butter-inner!" They all laughed and moved off together to the nearest door. They stood In the corridor chatting for some minutes before she glanced t her watch. "It really ta late I'm ?lad to have met you. Captain, and" she extended a hand to Greg "thanks a million for a very pleasant even- Ing." With a parting smile,' she turned and disappeared around a bend in the corridor. "You seem to be doing all right, my boy.'' remarked Tees coyly, "but take it easy. There Is a war functioning and this isn't any Ber- muda cruise. Wearing one's heart on a khaki sleeve isn't very com- mendable." Rollins poked him playfully in the ribs. "Just leave my heart to me, Mon Capitaine. and if you men- tion a single word about this to the others, I'll be- up for socking a superior officer." Within a few minutes, Rollins was in his bunk. He had carefully placed his overcoat and lifebelt on the chair beside his bed. A miniature searchlight was tucked under his pillow. The cabia was snug and warm after the chilling February wind on deck. The bed was soft and white. He yawned cosily. Joan filled his thoughts and the adventure of going to war had suddenly taken on a magnificently romantic touch. He awoke with a start. It must have been hours later. A sergeant- major with a military police band on the arm of his oil-skins was standing by his bed. "Please take your dressing gown and slippers only. Li-utenant Rol- lins, and report immediately to Colonel Stephenson. His order. Sir!" Rollins tried to shake off the heavy haie of first sleep. "Whar's up something happen?" The M. P. replied tersely: "1 cannot say. Sir. Please hurry the colonel Is waiting." Greg lifted his feet out of the bunk and into his slippers. He threw on his dressing gown and instinctively rubbed back his hair as he stepped into the corridor. There were military police crowd- ed outside the cabia of the "0. C. Troops." They snapped to atten- tion as he rushed by them to find a naval lieutenant-commander, the adjutant and medical officer with the colonel. All were fully dressed and Rollins noticed with some wonderment that the hands on the deok clock in front of the colonel pointed to 3:40. Colonel Stephenson indicated a chair. "Sit down, Rollins, and tell us when and where you s.i you.- roommate last!" Rollins sat down automatically. "I saw Captain Tees at about 11:30. Sir. Has ... has anything happened?" The colonel wheeled around aud gazed thoughtfully into the lieu- it's eyes: "Yes. Mr. BolllM, something has happened, and It's <)iaUe a nasty business. Some time within the last two hours, Captain Sydney Tees was savagely bay- oneted to death on 'A* deck!" (Continued Next Week) Tak'-g A Letter As Boss Ordered Boss: Now look here, I fired three girls fa:- revising my letters, see? New Stenographer: Yes, str. Boss: Ail right; now take a let- ter an take it the way I tell you. Next morning O. J. Squiai of the Squizz Scap Company received the following letter: Mr. 0. K. or A. J. or something, look it up, Squizz. what a name. Soap Company. Detroit, that's In Michigan, isn't it? Dear Mr. Squizz. Hmm. The last shipment of soap you sent us was of inferior qual- ity and I want you to understand Hmmm unless you can ship furnish, ship, no furnish us with your regular soap, you needn't help as no more, period, or whatever the grammar is. Where was I? Paragraph. Your soap wasn't what yon said I should say it wasn\ Them bums tried to put over a lot of hooey on ua. Wbadda you want to paint yer faces up for like In- diana on the> warpath. We're send- ing back your last shipment tomor- row. Sure, we're gonna send it back. I'd like to feed it to 'em with a spoon an' make 'em oat it, the wasted enough time on them crooks, fix it up and igu my name. WTuu do you say we to out to lunch? TABLE TALKS By SADIE B. CHAMBERS Sunday Menus Several requests have com* lately for menus for Sunday sup- pers. The following menu pro- vides an excellent supper and is quite simple to prepare. Creamed Shrimp in Patty Cases Potato Chips Crisp Vegetable Salad Tomato Jelly Baking Powder BiscuiU Angel Food with Lemon Sauce Coffee The patty cases may be made in tart tins just use your favor- ite pastry recipe. Tuna or sal- mon may take the place of shrimps. For the tomato jelly, be sure to use strawberry jelly powder If you wish a perfect tomato red, as well as adding ie.?t to the flavor. Nearly everyone has their own favorite Angel Cake recipe, so 1 shall give you the Lemon Sauce recipe. Lemon Sauce Combine half a cup of sugar, three egg yolks, two tablespoons butter, juice and grated rind of one lemon and a dash of salt in top of double boiler. Cook over hot water until slightly thickened, stirring constantly. Cool. Com- bine four tablespoons of this lemon butter with half a cup of OH BAKING COSTS GST 8TTK RESULTS Every time you use Calumet Double- Acting Baking Powder you tave. You pay less you u>c less. And vou get better rtmlts because of Calumet's double- action. First in the mixing bowl, thousands of tiny bub- bles, released by moisture, start to make your batter or dough light and fluffy. Then in the oven, released by heat, thousands more of these fine bubbles lift your cake or biscuits high and evenly. Remember with' Calumet: 1 \ut faj lea Calumet is priced surpris- ingly low, probably lowr than the baking powder voo are now luing. 2 Yt* mt* Ua Calumet's dbJ-*cuoa mcaoi doable - leavening so most Calumet rccipM call for less baking powder. 3 V gtt tttttr rn&i because contio- aous UTniag means liner, better texnira in all jow baking. j. CALUMET BAKING POWDER cream, stiffly beaten, and serve with the angel food. The remain- der of the lemon batter may be covered and used later for tart filling. This sauce may b used be- tween and on top of your favor- ite layer cake and then sprinkled with cocoanut. y Supper Nothing tastes better than a piping hot dish of scalloped pota- toes with slices of ham. To this might be added pickled pears, cold slaw, celery, rip* olives or a refrigerator dessert. If you have not a refrigerator choose an up- side-down cake. This can be made on Saturday and all you need to do on Sunday is to wh.p up the cream, cut the coke into wKiiges and pile cream on each serving. If you wish something very special, line sherbet glassw with stale sponge cake; adc! strawberry or aprico; jam and a rich custard sauce; top with whip- ped cream and chill. Ml >. ham'ivn welcome* |xraumjL> liner, from ii < rv.i .- J reader*. In plea**4 to rvel>e mtug tupli* tor her cuiuniu. u4 tm rffl> to IfoteB ii jour i:|t im\r." Hr^ueali lot recipe* < pedal ux-iu nrv > or-lrr. Aridr jour letter* to -Ml *4i B. Ck er*, 73 He*t Adelaide Mreet, I'e ri*i." Srd itunped teir-add *vlop U >ou oi*h reply. GOOD EATING NEWS The Chinese have a dish, the name of which translated "two delicious things.'' Ail-Bran Muffins need no translating, for any one can gather that these delicious breakfast gems combine the goodness of cornmeal with the nutty toasted taste of bran. Th* recipe goes like this: All-Bran Corn Muffin* 3 tablespoons shortening 1 cup Ail-Bran "n, cup sugar \ cup corn meal 1 egg - 1 V cups flour 1 '3 cups milk 1 teaspoon salt 44 teaspoons baking powder Blend shortening and sugar thoroughly; add egg and beat until cramy. Add milk. All-Bran and corn meal. Let soak until most of moisture is taken up. Sift flour with salt and baking powder; add to first mixture and stir only until flour disappears. Fill greased muffin pans two-thirds full and bake in moderately hot oven (400F.) about 30 minutes. Yield: 16 muffins (2^ mches in diameter) or 12 muffins (I inches in diameter). GOOD FOOD GUARDS THE NATION'S HEALTH And ALL-BRAN Does a Double Job Now ... at a time when good food . . . good health ... is more important than ever, KELLOGG 'S ALL-BRAN fills a dual role. 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Add Ail-Bran and milk; let soak until the moisture is taken up. Sift flour with salt and baking pow- der ; add to nrat mixture and stir only until flour disappear?. Fill greascvi muffin pan* two thirds full and take in moderate oven (400 F.) about ?0 minutes. Yield: 8 large muffins (3" in dia- meter) or t J small (3 l % in diameter). "Srve> o> Siring.' Buy War Saruijs Kellogg's ALL-BRAN...Keeps You Regular NATURALLY