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May 15, 1947 Boost Beautiful Plumas County Home: Planning, Financing, Building Wiring a"Must" ever been annoyed dimming when the re- goes on, or the radio the iron is switched vow your new home be wired. enough circuits and outlets of the electrical equipment we, plus what you hope to buy Service booklet No. 15 gives facts about building homes. Dozens of floor Send 25 cents (coin) Homes: Planning, Financing, to Weekly Newspaper Service, 17th St., New York 11, N. Y. address, booklet title and by NAME PACKAGE. 0 FAIILV SIZE. WOMEN! this if you&apos;re DAYS' Of Month- functional monthly disturb- feel nervous, irritable. tired out--at such times? E. Plnkham's Vege- to relieve such syrup- Taken regu- Compound helpS resistance against such dis- great stomachic tonic| VEnETABLI[ L PIHKHAN'S ..,.. A Size 40 ft. Wide . , variable th 20 ft. Heights 14 ft. at A 20 ft. at ridge. unlimited adapta- Possible. whether )r small roadside h u g industrial Steel Frames 4 Run Kluminam 4 to Erect Low in Cost, 4 toAll SYmbol of Quality 4 nearest offl for Details d i 10ugh0ut Calif. Central Ofl$ce ROBLES St. Phone 22 _LOSLE8 14 Central Bldg, 108 W. Sixth St. 'QOae TUcker 1750 - BERKELEY , z9 Shattuck Ave. cache Thornwall 5911 0 FRESNO  5 Mason Bldg. Phone 2-7340 Ave. Phone 4285 Sodiet Come Home BY BETTY ZANE WATSON Johnny Davis and his father, J. D., have tried for years to build a children's park and swimming pool, but old Jennifer Martin, Johnny's grandmother, refuses to grant any land for the project. J. D. in- vests his own money and buys a widow's home to be converted, only to find that the site is unsuitable. Johnny is in love with Kit Willett, reporter, who is engaged to his cousin, Basil Martin. He tells her of his love but she is determined to marry Basil despite the fact that he has given every indication of wanting Jenni- fer Martin to die s that he can get her money. He blackmails Kit into promis* Ins that she will try to persuade Mrs. Martin to cut Johnny out of her will and leave her entire fortune to the Martins. CHAPTER XIV Johnny and J. D. were Just leav- ing the site of the new park when Kit came by in Basil's car. She stopped and motioned for them to come over to the car. "Hi!" she called as they walked toward her. "Why those long sober faces, you two? I thought you'd be all smiles. I just saw the men with their shovels going home. Have they started already? The house isn't even torn down yet!" Johnny came up to the car on one side, J. D. on the other. "There isn't going to be anything to start, Kit," J. D. said slowly. Kit looked at him in surprise. "Whatever do you mean, J. D.?" She looked at Johnny for confirma- tion. "But why -- it's all settled, I thought. Have you changed your mind after you bought the place?" She couldn't believe they were seri- ous. "No, something changed it for us." He leaned against the ear and explained the whole situation to her. "But, Johnny, that's awful!" She looked back at J. D. Then remembering how they had told Jackie Murphy of their plans and had brought him past the place and painted the bright picture of the playground for him, she asked, "What will we tell Jackie? By now every kid in town probably knows i about it. What will we tell them,l Johnny?" Her eyes looked to his for help. "What can we tell them.., now?" he answered bitterly. They were silent for a few min- utes, each busy with his own thoughts. Then finally Johnny spoke. "Something bigger than any of us ts against the park--and no matter what we do--we'll be stopped! And why? Because we want to see some poor kids get an even break in life--because we tried to give them a little fun out of life before---" He doubled his fists at his side. J. D. looked at his son. It wasn't Johnny who was defying the Power that he firmly believed in; it was a young man that had lived with dis- appointment and was growing bit- ter. He interrupted his son. "John- ny--It's just that once in a while things get in our way--and after we get around them we usually find we're better men for the opposi- tion. You'll see--everything will turn out all right, son." He opened the door of the car and got in be- side Kit. "Now I'm sure that the owner of the car would object if you dropped us off down at the Clari- on, so will you?" He smiled a broad grin at Kit. "I certainly will." She reached over and kissed J D. on the cheek. "You're just about the nicest guy I know ofl" she smiled at him. Johnny came around the ear and got in beside J. D. She started the car but instead of going in the direc- tion of the Clarion she turned and headed the other way. "Remember, young lady, there's a law about kidnapping in this state," J. D. warned. She kept her eyes on the road ahead, not looking at them when she spoke. "Look--we're going to Martindale, we three, and we're go- ing to see Grandmother Martin; no- body's home right now but she and the servants and something tells me she'll talk to you about the park. I may be wrong butwe'll see .... " Kit Acts on ,4n Impulse A fine mist had started when they drove up the private drive of Mar- tindale. It was dusk and the rain was like a fog over the valley. The few lights of Marlindale looked dis- mal ahead of them. Inside the car, J. D. and Johnny were still puzzled at Kit's sudden impulse to go to MartJndale. Since Kit had told them that she had spoken to Mrs. Martin before about the park and had been reproached for even mentioning it, they won- dered if she intended to aqcompany them inmde the house, or if she planned only to get them inside and then leave them. With the wed- ding date only a few days away, she culd scarcely afford to cross the old lady now. She soon an. swered all their unspoken questions, howeer, when she pulled up beside the house and stopped before she came to the entrance of the house. "Now how about this?" She turned to the two of them beside her. "What are our plans?" Although J. D. and Johnny knew she had driven here with them on the spirit of an impulse, they had lather expected her to have plans f her own and direct them. They studied a minute, looking out into the darkening night for some hid- J. D. looked at the dimly lit en- trance ahead of them. It had been many long years since he had stood at that door. He recalled each de- tail of his last visit there. He had been carrying little Johnny in his arms and had stood in the shadow of the massive door waiting to plead with Mrs. Martin for the comple- tion of the park his lovely wife had wanted so badly. Johnny had smiled broadly at the man that opened the door, as if even at his age he knew how important this was to his father. He remembered standing in the long hallway and awaiting Mrs. Martin, who never appeared. Finally Thomas, then a young man, had told them they would have to leave. And they had walked back to the Clarion office and Johnny had gone to sleep in the drawer of the file case while J. D. wrote Mrs. Martin letter after letter, only to toss each of them into the waste basket. How many years ago since that time when the wound of Linda's death was like a burning pain threatening to consume him alto- gether. "Time," they had told him, "time would heal the loneliness, would stop the pain." But had it? He smiled sadly to himself, know- Halfway down the hill a figure crouched by the tallest bush near the house. ing that each time someone men- tioned her name or whenever he heard a voice full of soft melody, or saw the deserted field that once she had dreamed would be her park--it was a wound that would never heal. Perhaps you two would stand a better chance of seeing her if I stayed here," he told them. "You may be right about that, J. D." Kit put her hand over his. "We'll see how things Ioo1, anyway, and if we can, we'll call you. If only Mrs. Martin would talk to you, J. D., she couldn't say no about the park. She'd find out how wrong she's been!" Kit declared. 'Somewhere a Voice Is Calling' "Come on, Kit. Let's get going, then." Johnny moved anxiously in the seat. "Listen, I'll go to the door alone, Johnny, and then when you see me go in, you come right behind me. Thomas likes me, I think, but he hates Basil so that sometimes he treats me lille dirt." She smiled at her mention of the man's strange actions. It was raining in earnest now and the windshield was a sheet of water. "Wait a minute, Kit." J, D. stopped her as she was about to get out of the car, noticing her thin jacket. "You'll get soaked if you go out in that without a raincoat. Here," he pulled his arms out of his, "take mine. I won't need it sitting here in the car!" She took it gratefully and draped it over her, the length of it covering her completely from head to feet. She opened the door, as did John. ny and made a dash for the parquet of the entrance. Johnny stood out of the arc of light, close behind the shrubbery. He heard her ring the bell and Thomas' approaching foot- steps At that moment he thought he heard another sound and looked down the hill toward the clump of bushes where he had fought with Jerry Murphy two months before. He thought he saw the bushes move, but narrowing his eyes and looking at them more closely and seeing theffi motionless, he decided that it had been a trick of the rain and dis- missed the idea. When Johnny and Kit had gotten out of the car, J. D. moved closer to the window to see better what was going to happen. Before he got settled where he could keep an eye on them, however, he saw that he could loo in the front window of the long )ivig room. He wiped the steam from the side glass of the car and looked in Linda Martin's por- trait was staring at him. He had seen the portrait once be- fore--the short time allotted him at her funeral twenty-four years ago, and he had forgotten how vivid-- how lifelike was this painting of his wife. He was spell- bound. He could only whisper hex name like a man in a dream. "Linda," he called softly, over and over again, "Linda." Somehow as he looked into her face and eyes he knew she was call. ing him. He knew that she wanted him to come to her and at once. So real was her expression that John Davis knew he must go to her immediately. He opened the door of the car and ran toward the en- trance of Martindale. Half way down the hill a figure crouched behind the tallest bush near the house. He was drenched with the beating rain, having stood in it for the last hour waiting for his chance. It was not unusual his being here waiting. He had been here many times and had always been waiting for her. But she had never appeared--until now! Once he had given up ever seeing her and had almost got her when the fire trapped her in her bedroom, but she had gotten out alive. But this time --this time she would pay. What good would her rotten money be to her nw--the money that should have belonged to him for his fa- ther's death--or for his child's acci- dent? She would gladly pay--but it would be too late. He raised his hand above t.e bushes, pointing the gun with as careful aim as the drunkenness of his mind would al. low him. He sighted the little figure in the long black cloak standing at the door. He had seen them drive up the driveway in the car that had run over his child--not that it mat- tered to him; if the boy had been killed he probably could have col- lected the damages in court. Thomas had not yet opened the door when J. D. ran up beside Kit. Johnny had seen his father run past him toward the door and had stepped from his hiding place to see what had happened to change their plans. Kit looked startled too, as she saw J. D. running up beside her. "J. D.--what--" but she never fin- ished her question. The shot rang out through the night and was followed by a second md third. J. D. fell at her feet against the closed door of Martin- dale. It seemed to Kit as she stood there at the door that what had happened was not real. She could not move. She could only look down at J. D., who lay lifeless agains! the closed door of Martindale. Sure. ly it was a play she had been watch. ing. The girl in the black raincoat standing at the door and the man waiting in the bushes--and ,the hero running to the girl Just as the vil- lain fired. Somewhere in the distance she saw a man running and then closel to her she heard the low moan oJ a tearing pain. She knew that ii must be the lifeless body of J. D. ai her feet, and like coming out of the vagueness of a dream, she stooped beside him. He was still alive. Thomas opened the door of Mar- tindale just as Johnny came run- ning to them. "Kit---are you all right? Where is--" and then he saw his father lying unconscious on the step. "Dad!" The next few minutes the three of them, Thomas, Kit and Johnny, never could remember--how they carried J. D. inside Martindale. After a quick examination, it was found that J. D. had only received one shot--the first. The other two had missed him because he had fallen so quickly. J.D. had stepped in front of Kit just as Jerry Murphy had fired, and as he fell he had pushed Kit to one side, thereby sav- ing her life. Only yet they were too concerned with the unconscious body of J. D. to diagnose what had actually happened. Thomas imme- diately called the hospital They had carefully moved him to a couch in the living room and discovered he had been hit in the abdomen and was in much pain. Johnny sat close to his father, looking anxiously at his face. He seemed to regain con- sciousness at intervals and his face became a white mask of pain. Kit nervously watched the door for a sign of the ambulance, which seemed never to come. "What has happened here?" The voice from the archway startled them all and they looked toward Jennifer Martin with blank faces. Jenni]er Martin Is Reprimanded. No one could answer her--so much had happened, how could one put in a civil answer? The little old lady looked from one to the oth- er and then to the unconscious form on the couch. "What's the meaning of this?" she asked Kit. "What is that man doing in my house?" Her frail lit. tle body was trembling convulsively. Kit's eyes darkened with anger. She walked to Jennifer Martin and taking her by the shoulders, she shook her violently. "That man is dying and you ask such a thing! You fool--you utter fool! If it hadn't been for you--" and she broke off, sobbing hysteric- ally. Johnny left his father's side and went to Kit and took her in his arms, letting her cry against him. "Kit--Kit, you mustn't--it will do no good now." His voice was low and was so calm that it steadi her and she became quiet, (TO r t'r t , I 'CONSONERS' DIRECTORY FOR PLUMAS COUNTY SHOPPERS WHEN IN RED BLUFF Nationally Known Brands LEVl STRAUSS T:EE WORK CLOTHING CROWN HEADLIGHT ARROW PRODUCTS B.V). PRODUCTS BIG YANK STAR BRAND SHOES KENWOOD BLANKETS CANNON PRODUCTS HUBRITE DRESSES L'AGILON DRESSES BETTY ROSE COATS & SUITS KAYSER LINGERIE AND HOSIERY HOLEPROOF HOSIERY AND MANY MORE at Home furnishings FICKERT'S RED BLUFF .-.: CALIFORNIA SINCE 1864 Woody's Radio SHop M.E. WOODARD Repair Service - Records 333 Oak St.. Rod Bluff. CaUf. G. C. Wilkins & Son DIAMONDS - WATCHES IEWEI.RY - REPAIRING 748 Main St. -:- R,, ,,IuH STOCZMZN'S St00PLr00S SILVER BUCKLES BELTS - BITS - SPUBS Metherd Saddle00 615 Main Sv., Red ,Bluf !._ Sh00n00h00m Motor Co. ZUCKWEILER'S DEPT. STORE Quality Always at competitive prices RED BLUFF :-: CALIFORNIA WHEN IN 0UINC00 LTD. DOlCE-PLYMOUTH CARS Dodge Job-Rated Trucks 519 Main St. Phone 45 Rod muff. , The Flower Market HALLtE M. CHILDS Phone 180 - Mto 516-W 340 Oak St., Red Bluff, M KNOTTY PINE Beauty Shoppe Permanent Wave Specialists ALICE AIROLA Ph. 120 - Mcdn St. - Quincy_ The Gi|t-Flower Shoppe Gifts - Greetings - Records FLOWERS WIRED TO ALL PARTS Quincy -:- -:- Calif. ABT MYERS ELECTRIC AND REFRIGERATION SERVICE Phone 631 - - - ,cY Leonhardt General Agency SERVING . Plmntm . Lassen - Serrm COUNTIES Insurance Service Industrial Surveys Fire - Auto - Casualty Workmen's Compsensation Ph 68 . King Bldq . Quincy Betty Jean Shop AUTHENTIC STYLES FOR WOMEN & MISSES W. T. Henson SHOE REPAIR ONE-DAY SERVICE Quincy .:. -:. Calif. PENCE'S Hardware & Electric Hardware - Paints APPLIANCES Phone 18 Quincy YOUNG'S Union Service RECAPPING PASSENGER CARS ....... LOANER TIRES Phone 438 QUINCY TRACTOR And Implement Co. Expert Machine Shop and Weldinq Service Phone 441 Quincy Dr. Paul Ingersoll Acute & Chronic Dtsoedom YOUR PLUMAS COUNTY CHIROPRACTOa Pho00 24 Skillern Chevrolet Co SALES and SERVICE TIRE RECAPPING Phone 59W Quincy Phone 49 Quincy WHEN IN SUSANVILUl The Blossom Shop Flowers for all Occasions WE WIRE ANYWHERE 814 Main St. -:- Susqnvllle CHRISTIE Furniture Store "Lot Us Serve You" F. E. STEWART 905 Woatherlow, Susmv. WILLIAMS Furniture Store . EVERYTHING FOR THE HOME 620 Main St. -:. Susanvllle, Long's Shoe Store GLENN H. LONG FOOTWEAR - HOSIERY 614 Maln St. -:- SusanvLlle -WEMPLE'S 704 MAIN STREET Susanvillo Califoml MEN'S GOOD CLOTHES LADIES" READY-TO-WEAR DEPARTMENT Lewis Style Corner LADIES' - CHILDREN'S AND INFANTS' WEAR Sunvlllo -.'- Calllornla Susan Machine Works SPECIAL MACHINE WORK 2310 Main St. <- S. r Sierra Jewelry "The Store on the Corner" DIAMONDS- WAT JEWELRY ENGRA' . Diamonds - Wa..h Jewelry Engraving 8lS Main st Su0000Tille ' Eastman's Studio Equipment and Suppliea i "EVERYTHING ! PHOTOGRAPHIC" 916 Main St. Susanvme Bargain Center Furniture WE BUY WE SELL WE TRADE 2217 Main SuaanvU!e ' Carl's Shoe Store ROBLEE AIRSTEP BUSTER BROWN SHOES Also Shoe Repairing 912 Gay St. Susanv