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For more than a week. a devastating forest fire raged in the BI:
Tuiunjm Canyon, cast of Pasadena, Cnl.--all because of a rattle-snake
bite. A camper, bitten by the snake, rushed to a nearby town for treat-
, room, without extinguishing his camp tire. Hundreds of acres of timber . . i
were burned and the towns of Sunland and La Crescenta endangered.
Many volunteer fire fighters were. prostrated by smoke fumes and others
severely burned. Below one of the volunteers, overcome by smoke, Is
shown being carried to safety.
ADVENTURES
otTHE TWINS
BY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON
INO.a 7—THE CUCKOO CLOCK
“Where to now?" asked Nick.
Tick Took. the little clock fairy.
stopped under a street lamp and
looked at a little book he had taken
out of his pocket.
"We'll have to go and fix the
cucko clock next." he said. “It be-
longs to deaf old Mister Kubler who
lives on the hill.. Come on, Nancy
and Nick. follow me ‘and we will
scan be there."
Off scampered the little fairy fol-
lowed by the Twins. 1 Nancy carried
the big keyfor winding the clock.
and Nick carried the oil-can for oil-
ing it. 'Tick Tock carried the bel-
lows with which he‘did the dusting
and a lot‘ot‘other useful tings be-
sides which he might need in his
clock mending.
' In about two minutes the three
were at the top of the hill and
standing before a nice old house with
., wide porch and a big chimney.
"Shall we go down'the chimney
like we did at the last place?" ask-
ed Nick.
“No. It won't be necessary." said
Tick Tock. “Mister Kubler never
looks his doors. He says that the
mors he trusts the world the better
it likes him. and if he has anything
that will do anyone more good than
It does him. he is welcome to take
it. '
"Nobody ever goes in or touches a
thing except to do him a kindness
such as we are doing now. Come
on. The cuckoo clock hangs right
in the living room."
The little fairy Jumped up to the
door knob and gave It a turn and
Nick pushed. The three were soon
Inside and Tick Tock lighted a glass
lamp that stood on the table.
At that instant something new
“cukoo—cukoo., cuck—" Then it
stopped. ,
"My goodness but I was scored for
s. minute." whispered Nancy. “I (or-
got all about the bird in the clock.
Trse there he is. But what made
him stop?"
"We Just came in time.
run down." said Tick Tock.
He's all
"And
“We'll have to go and fix the cuckoo clock next,” he said. “'
you neednt whisper.
is asleep and as deaf as a post. Be-
sides he believes in faries and I'm
not afraid of him."
"‘ I
“I .should say‘not," said a new
voice from the wall.
And a little canyed wooden man
who had been standing on one side
of the. clock. left his place and
climbed over the mil Of the little
balcony where the‘cuckoo stood si~
lent. At the same time another little
wooden man who matched him ex-
actly climbed over the rail on the
other side and echoed. "I should say
not.’ .
“\V’ho are you?" asked Nick.
“We are the gnomes of the moun-
tain." said the little wooden men.
"And people .ln Switzerland who
carve wooden cuckoo clocks often
put us on for ornaments. It you
wind up the clock. the cuckoo here
will finish his song and tell you all
about it."
“Right-o." said Tick Tock. jump-
ing up to the pine-cone weights that
hung near the floor. and climbing up
the string that held them. he began
to work fast. He put the big key
Into the keyhole on the face of the
clock and turned it around and.
around.
Then the little cuckoo hird finished
his song where he had left off.-—" 0,
cuckoo. cuckoo." each time dod us
back through a little doorway and
then suddenly jumping out to sing
a, new note.
soon the clock was ticking away
for dear life all oiled and dusted and
wound. .
“Now I'll tell you a story." he
said.
(To. Be Continued.)
. , rosy SAFE.
Grsn'psI::.'Weel, Angus, ms wed
mannle. if I were to gin yo five shil-
lin’s for your holiday. whit would
ye do wl' it?"
Wee Angus: "Count ItI"—Tit Bits.
USESENTINEL RESULT-annulus, ‘
Mister Kublei ‘5 '
Norwalk Chronicler