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The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 15

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WEDNESDAY, MARCH 22, 1939 R£OM_ANDJOARD By GENE AHERN r C.CC rtr U-LL _ ?_ ~_ -~r?l-^'~f: -'-- . » - i i i i _ SEE B= MOO DOMT . WITH ME.uo.D.ie-ruis %snV a GUE.T cuBucrrv snjur £OR HIS WBESTUMG tJEBLIT a.s THE wj r " wnSPot^i^ "'* B ° C ' V COCTE D UE GO UP I WJ MnPVJkM6 6.BOVE TH£ CLOUDS, TMEMCOIAE DOWN IN *· W^RACUUTE TO GIVE THE SWEA.T " BLTT INSTEAD pfc-ucxcwiyrE, SPECT6.CU1.M3. "HD SWOOP OCAVJ4 wrrw A, PAWS, op GLIDING WINGS I LISTEN. VOU 1 GUVS\~- wrrw ·N* WEAK RCWES, I U-4T OOVN* NY PA.fUa.CU\JCTE ·OU OCTJT GET ME TU' CONVICT^ DAUGHTER By RUTH RAY KANE MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE Milk and Its Products III--POWDERED AND CONDENSED MILK Do you remember when I spoke of the "iron cow" I saw on an ocean steamer last year? It wasn't a real cow, but it turned water and milk powder into a drink which was spoken o£ as "milk." Milk powder can be made by heating milk, also by drying it. Sometimes rich, creamy milk is turned into powder, but powder from skimmed milk will stay in good condition for a longer time. When milk powder is well mixed with water, it may taste almost as , good as fresh milk. Huge cream containers in a large dairy. We may think of milk powder as a modern idea, but something . Jike it was made in Asia long ago Marco Polo, who lived before Columbus, told this about the Tartars of Asia: « ' IAS a {ood suPPly for long- (rips, they prepare milk in this way: They boil the milk, and skim off the rich, creamy part when it rises lo the top, and put it aside for butler. Then they place the rest of (he milk in the stm to dry. "When they start on a journey, they take with (hem 10 pounds (of the dried milk) for each man. Every morning, they put one-half pound in a leather bottle, with as much water as is needed. By the motion of ridinjr the contents (of the leather bottle) are given strong shaking, and a thin por- , n porridge is made. On this porridge they make their dinner." Today we have a special kind of milk powder known as malted - f-· ~ * . n u w n els I I l r t l l e milk. Besides dried milk, it contains malted barley and wheat flour. The most common way of saving milk for a long time is by condensing it. The-making of condensed or "evaporated" milk is a big industry. Several kinds of machines are used to condense the milk. One Kind has a tank about 10 feet high from which much of the air has been pumped. Milk is drawn from a_ hot well," and goes through a pipe into the tank. Hot coils inside the tank heat the milk to the boiling point. Where there is a vacuum, milk or any other liquid will boil at a much lower point. In this case the boiling point is only 130 degrees above zero Fahrenheit. A great deali of splashing and spraying takes place inside the tank. The water vapor is drawn away through another pipe At last the milk loses enough water to be called "condensed." Milk treated in this way is condensed, but the common custom is to call it "evaporated." What ve usually speak of as "condensed milk" is sweetened with sugar. (For General Interest section of your scrapbook.) Riddles, games arid:''puzzles will be found in the "Funmaker!' leaflet. If you would like a copy send a 3c stamped, return envelope to , me in care of this newspaper. Tomorrow" Butter. (Copyright 1030, Publishers S y n d i c a t e ) .UNCLE KAX'S SCRAPBOOK hand a DAILY CROSSWORD PUZZLE I--Husks of grain 6--Awhile grape wine 11--A competitor 12--A short time 13--An American humorist H--Greek letter 16--Yield as clear profit 17--Jlenrla by weaving 19--Auction ACROSS 22--Brazilian river 25--Chum 26--Expire 27--Stripe 29--A paca 31--Foolish 33--Man's namo 36--Body of water 3T--A beetle 39--Female fox 41--Gold coin (India) 43--Sharp mountain spur 44--Borders on 24--Letter C 28--French river 30--Murmuring sounds of cats 32--A monk of Lamalsm 33--At al! (Scotch) 34--Title of respect 35--Hewing tool 37--Black: use in Celtic names 3a--Not In' 40--And (Latin) 42-- River In Siberia Answer lo prevfou* puzzle 1--A game of chance 2--Secreted 3--Hail! t--Note of Uis scale B--A parasitic insect *--Sharp nasal sound of the voice 7--Ejaculation DOWN S--Relatives 9--Beverage 10--Still 15--Drip 17~Deletes 18--Covered with foam 20--Likely 21--Roman household god 23--Islet in a river 19J9, Kinj Fcitara Srndicitt, fat, CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO BACK OUT in the hospital corridor after Jiija hact been put to sleep with a hypodermic? Lona accosted the doctor with anxious inquiry in her eyes. "He's out of his head," she faltered, but the doctor gave a reassuring pat on the back. "Nasty fall," he conceded. "But he 1! come around. Naturally he's a little fuddled. You look as if you needed some sleep yours ell young lady. Better go home and rest." "But are you s u r e he's--all right?" "Just you go home and forget about him until morning. Stop worrying. It will come out all nght." His voice was heartily confident, and she allowed herself, tiredly, to be convinced. You'll call me if--anything happens?" She still felt the need of reassurance. "Of course. But nothing will happen." The doctor patted her shoulder again. "You're to go home," he said, in mock sternness. "Doctor's orders." In spite ot her fears she had to smile at his manner, and a load seemed to lift from her shoulders is she turned away, leaving her !11rf/?*»T^lxf +?mj +« 41 · _ · -i. . suddenly tired to the near exhaustion. point of Dinah' and Mrs. Morriss ' w e r e waiting up anxiously when she arrived home. One look at her tired face and Mrs. Morriss bustled her into her own easy chair, pushing a footstool beneath her feet "Not a word until you've had some hot tea," she ordered. "I'll bring in a tray." She bustled out to the kitchen ind Lona rested her head on the chair cushions gratefully "Is he--all right?" Dinah managed to whisper, · despite her mother's order. "Jim's going to be all right, isn't he?" Lona n o d d e d . "The doctor thinks so--oh, Dinah!" She held out her arms to the crippled girl suddenly feeling the need of comfort. "H he had died," she sobbed I couldn't have stood it if he had died! You don't know" S h e broke off, and the sobs she had kept back all through that long vigil m 1he hospital came now, unchecked. "Now, now!" Mrs. Morriss chil- ed. gently, as she bustled back with a tray bearing a steaming cup of tea and a plate of thin toast. "You'll feel better when you've eaten. You need something hot." She warned Dinah back with a glance, and began fussing over Lona, putting a pillow to her back steadying the tray on her trembling knees. Like a mother would fuss over her Lona thought. The mother she had never had. A sudden loneliness welled up within her, and she almost choked over her bile o£ toast. "You'll have to excuse me," she said. "I've been so--worried . . And you--you're so good--" She broke off, and Mrs. Morriss wisely pretended not to see the tears that sjll blinded her. "We heard about the accident nght away," she told Lona, mat- ter-of-faclly. "Dinah wanted to come to the hospital, but I knew there was no use. I've been telephoning, though, and the nurse says Jim is doing fine. There's nothing to worry about, my dear" "he smiled, and Lona, felt better. 'I think it's' wonderful, Jim having saved i'nat man's life the way he did." Dinah's blue eyes were round and bright. "At the risk of his own. It was--heroic." "But how did you know about all that?" Lona asked her, wondering, "The Brighton News reporter came right out as soon as it happened. He didn't know you were down at the bridge and he wanted to ^ get to you first with the news "A reporter! There was a're- porter here?" All Lena's old fears came Hooding back. "You mean this will be in the papers?" "Why of course. Jim's a hero Didn't you know that? It'll be the Deadlines in the Brighton News tomorrow night, Ellis Lanforth-- ne's the reporter--said he was going to bring up a camera and take your picture, if he can find you in And he wants a picture o£ Jim, 'oo, if you have one--" "No, no! He can't!" Lona pushed bock her tray so sharply the tea spilled on Mrs. Morriss' newly- cleaned rug. "He mustn't!" she insisted. Her mind was racing. She could have no interview with a reporter, even a small-town reporter like this uangforth. If she got one on her trail, he might recognize her, and 30 digging into the files--rake up ihat old story all over again. Sveryone here in Brighton would now. "Jim wouldn't want it. He nates publicity. He punched a reporter once who tried to take his picture. He'd be angry--" She stopped short, remembering, suddenly, the detective who had been icre this afternoon. In the con- 'usion of the accident, and her terror for Jim, she had forgotten the reason that had sent her pell-mell down to the bridge just in time to ·=ee Jim fall. It came flooding back tocher now with new meaning. "You must keep the newspapers away from us," she begged, suddenly, of Mrs. Morriss. "This reporter is a friend of yours, you say? Tell him we both hate having our pictures taken, that we don't want our names in the paper. It would make Jim furious! You don't know how--funpy he is, that way." Dinah was looking at her curi- . ously, she realized, and checked her outburst with an effort. Dinah, SAiO TCMMFORM S BSNS SERVEOWJ HE CAQTS '"ESS..VXXJ CAN OUST A^AKEn- I? l ~ XXJ HURRV , size OF rr I'M ANXIOOS TO HAWE- / CWICOHEW ·YOU MUSfU'Y DO tt"'. , CJ^O VOU'^e. MADE A lE F*OR THEM, X LEAVS TMEM V^APD^ VCN)CrjJl_cx3e THAT THEY ASS . l_te«f/MG AGAIN SO . _ AMO I'M GETTING A. BVT - . MO LOOK AT -THAT UAMO / GO1I-4G TO YAKS TWEM WITH YOUJ NO, YOU DO T^fcrr' THIS SURE IS A SNAZZY S»M1_ VXIWS STEVE NINBTY THBOUGH HIS AUNTS BANKGoU. I ACTUALLY LOATH OU.' VJU CAN TOOL MISS NINETY- eur i wiNid EVERYBODY NTOVOVIfc BATHING ---- WERE SONS FOR* MOON-1 « AU. ME NEEDS IS ONE LOOK AT HIM/ " Jf I f^GHT HAVE HURRY/CHANGE TV/ELL- HOW DO fl L KNOWSJ HE'D DO HIM BACK BEFOREyff I KNOW THIS THINWILL WORK? 6EE-MANEE.' WE'RE NOT IN TOWN FIVE MINUTES AND HERE WE'RE 1EAVIN' ALREADY' AT LEAST WE COULDA STAYED LONG ENOUGH FOR A PPA COFFEE IN THE AUTOfW NY BOY, THE BUSINGS WE SOON Will EMGAGED IN IS FAR GREATER THAN A PIEASURE TR|P AROUND NEW YOfiK ' TELL YOU, TME PLANE BUTCH LET YOU ESCAPE 50 HE COULD KILL YOUJ I DONT BEUEVE YUH! AFM.D7bti ; D5Q 1 uEA I L W ON^« 1 5AYiK' 7 A THEM AND WANTED THESHERIFFI THING TO THIHK THEY'D SHOT YOU fL) STBANokR. U/HILE YOU WERE TRYING «""«"· JEST WHO ARE YOU.ANYHOW? THE MAN WHO'S GOING TO PUT YOU BACK IN THE HANDS OF TOE LAW.' THEY AlNINO WAYTDH PROVE BUTCH IS THEONE THAT LET Kim LOOSE C/fiV GIVE THE LAW tVltENC£ TO BftfK UP titm/fs 6AN6.. ._ ^jr YOU - YOU TOOK A\£ \ / THANKS, JOHN BY SURPRISE, PUH. f I | BUT WHERE ARE BRJTUS rrfe KEAT, seaue }\ AUD LOTTY-? NIGHT You 1 ' v ^ WHY-ER-I WAS FORCED 70 DI6A1ISS THE/H --I -SAN NO REASON FOK PATY TO PAY THElg SALARIES, WITH M ~(O CAB£ FOK HEP,.,, TO BE 60 \ f UM-HUU.' TO SE A 1 / LET'S eei *OM CtiAP ABOUT SPOTTING j\ t WSNT OOt KNOWING. ALONE? PATSY OW THE AlB, \ ANXIOUS TO TALK WITH PATSY -THERE - KK5HT PELOW 05 - TWO OF THEM- WE. AIMT GtrriN' W ear MO PLACE IN -THIS \ ABOUT PARKNESS- 1 VOTE } HE 5AIP WOT"TO WE WAIT T(U- -XCOME PACK TlLU MOKNIIM 1 NOW- Y WE KVHD '£M-i OKAY, BUT I AtN'TAlMIN'-TO 6ET Si_APP£p POWN LIKE 5COTTY- Aaour MACI KNOW HOW-TO HANDLE THAT GUY- AtL OVER THIS BLASTED ANP STILL. THERE'S THEM . , AW -THAT PAME-' too, was remembering tbe defective. Lona knew it by the sudden cloud in the back of her blue eyes as she dropped them and turned away. Mrs. Morriss was looking at her in surprise. "Why, my dear." the older woman said, soothingly. "You mustn't let yourself get so excited. After all. you can't keep the paper from printing a story as big as this. And there's nothing shameful in having a hero for a husband. You should be proud." Lona laughed, R nervous, high- pitched laugh that sounded ill at ease. "T suppose ymi're right/' she conceded, trying to pass nff her concern lightly. "It's just that I-that Jim would hate having his picture or mine on the front page. There's something rather--undignified, about it, don't you think?" Mrs. iUorrifs nodded. 'T can see how you feel about the picture?." , she conceded, with her motherly i smile. "I'd hate to see my own ' picture on the front page, no matter what had happened. Or Dinah's, either!" She paused, and the smile on t-ona's lips grew genuine, tt was hard to think of placid Mrs. Morriss and little sparkling Dinah ever breaking into the front page news. The sort of front, page neu-s siic, Lona, knew so well. 'Til (ry and persuade Ellis I.angforih to forget the piclure?," Mrs. Moriss went on. "But I'm afraid he'll insist upon getting his story on the accident. It's too big to pass up--a thing like that happening right here in Brighton." "Will you talk to him for me, Mrs. Morriss?" If the man didn't see her, perhaps he wouldn't place her, Lona was thinking, "I'm afraid I'm going to be too busy and too tired to ex-en think about reporters. It would help if you would take care of that part ot things for me." "Of course t will, my dear." The voice was motherly. "I'll call him up the first thing in the morning and tell him 1o come and see me at the library. I'll give him the whole story. You're not to worry any more." f You arc so Koort." T.ona murmured her brief flnre ot cxcilrmmt d y i n e '"ri- denly. and leaving her doubly cxlimislcri. "I u-.int you lo krio-.v I appreciate i! " She roc. tlfodly. (,, ea brick to lior own part of the hou-:c: a Innrly part It ivould be tnnipht. she reflected. "O. hut you're ! o s l. 1y here ivilh Ms torucht," Mrs. Morris e.vcUiimn!. "t -.i-on'l nave you over there alone. There's .m extra room next to Dinah's. Il's o i l ready," "But my kitchen! It's n rnt":* You *re J walked off and left mv »siiwr. I w.i^ lust breading chops when I-went nul TneyJl be jRolIrd--·· Sf:c laughed a J i u l c ruefully, and Mrs. Morrij smiled her motherly yrrfle a^ain. "The chops are in the refriceralor." she told her. "And yrmr fcitchen i% cleaned. We saw to Ihat". N'o^-. don't you think you'd better eel some sle-n? Om-.r-. Ill show you to your room. There'-, a door into Dinah's room, and you r.in . !'.i " °P cn - You'U feet belter that way. She rose and busttcd o f f . and sighing I.nn.i follrm-c! her. I: v.,i s cood. to hava f r i e n d * . si, c thouithl. She must contrive way lo hrcn them. Tliry mustn't Icnrn t h e liiinc^ about her that misht t u r n llu-m .TK^jiKt hrr. H^r hc.nl v.os :. murlAle ot connict- nitf (tovibts as she- tn.uic rr.-ulv for lied in I h c ch.irmiiiK M n r r i « s bcdrnom. Rc- por'.or^ nr.d c l f r l c c t i v r ^ mingled with Jim':; wiM-cyr! I)o:p!r^nps5 in her IhouBhla as she comnOTCd bcrsclZ Id sleep. She taw 1,1, lon K inert figure «RAin in hrr mind'* c j c Just 35 5 hc drifted i.f. .ind he jcctnrd to be tryine to tell her somcthinc. Mo -»-.is ravinK acain and Ibis tirr.p it iv.is iitjoiit B dptrctivc. a liorrirt lookiTic h i - l c m.Tn in a derby with a fat cicar in hi.s mo'.ith 'A-ho stood off. Iccrinc at tlirni. "Tre ni-f \ V h f r e is the nr-t:' Jim crtea « "T a«am. in her sleep, H i j tone was narsn and crat/Tij. nnrt it chilled her «o that she s .il up. suddenly, (rcmhliri;. v.-ondcririR ir he could he wanting hcr (I» BD C o n l l n n t d )

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