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’3^ '.*f! • ^'5^ V-*W !^ nH'ii, fV ■“•S* I' THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 15. 1932 '■ ■-./ THE CLINTON CHRONICLE. CiLiNTON. S. C. 1 *^************—»»*>»»»»»»*<»»«^»*^ LIGHTS I TRIiMBU^ of NEW YORH , Kvi*ry lijrjje hotel Id New York h.As its lo*:t !in<l found «lei»artineiit, tlie place wlicre employees turn in tto* articU'.s left in rmuns by guests from rooria to Peiping. One rmin left it gla.ss eye. Mtiny leave their “.store teeth." The .slulT usually is (liseo\ere<L T-htng be.'ore the giie.st reaches ho;,i(‘ and a ito.stcard is sent him saying that the. lo.st is lound and on the way. .\t one lioH'l a man forgot his I'avoritt* I»il>e. He .had left no forwaiding a l dre.ss, hut u letter arrived from him asking that the pipe he forwardi'd t<» San I'raneiseo. I'.y the time it ar rivi'ii. he evidently had h‘ft as the pac<;age was, returned to senih*r. .\n other note arriveil. requesting the pipe oe si‘ht to an addre.ss in Shanghai. Again, arriving too late, the pipe « ame back. A third letter came giving an addri'ss in Australia. The hotel h» Ran to think that some one had a PAGE SEYBN FOREIGN NATIONS WATCHED BY SiMfcA Tear and Distrust Cautve Wholesale Espionas^. of SCIENCE WILL SEEK COCOS ISUND GOLD r New Meta! Detector to De Tried by Expedition. 60 they figure |t found its owner. • • • Norman Ileasley tells me that he met a happy looking salesman of auto mobile .specialties doing the New York bright .spol.s. He did not lm>k in the lea.st like depression and Mr. Iteaslcy commented on the fact. “r.usines.s must be good with you." he said. “1 should say it is,” answered tin- 6ah‘.sm.in. “Ye.sterday 1 got two six dollar orders, and ff~numht‘r of little on(‘S. That's why I came to .Nt*w York to celehrate.” * * • who Washington.—.Mthofigfi^ the I’nifed ' Slates ahoIls!i(‘d itij erypMcal hunvui , in^3'••^liiogh'n fhn.:e" yctrrs ago. doing lujway with the i»ractice of prying into the secrets lof foreign go\(‘rnments. there is every reason to he!i<*%«e'. that I other eoniitric.s are not .so scn^uilmis I tlionf the st'crets of Tncle Sam and ’ that spies are swarming thicker than I >*^'**r through the caidlals of the world. ) 'Hie ri^on for ItTf* deluge ofiirtfrtm- tion. His heavy responsibilities as scc-i Her frightened eyes took in the fit-j tlomil stiying. it is said.* is the prev ‘tion ^ engineer held him firmer andj tings of the little office. The place; a lent wave of fimr and distrust. .N’a firmer—in the grip of the tunnel. Hej .etked of labor, and the untid'nes.s cfj rions are afraid of war—afraid of tu*- v.on on the job hour after hour, day j working men. A garlic smell frpm thej ing attacked—and are trying to he New York city, is made motherless] and night, and slept with a telephone | locker room conveyed a sense of com-, forearmed'hy being forewarned. ' by an explosion which sinks the tug | at his bedside. He was comjHdled, time non, uncouth feeding, as she '^niffe i] Tlie beautiful .Mati Harl. executed and tosses him into the river.' Hej and again, to break engagements, to the gas of "damp carbide spilled while | lust outside tfie walls of Paris and swims and crawls ashore where he huiiy from her suddenly. He felt rest-i hastily fjlling tunnel lamps.^ And with-^dr:|^nuiti7.ed‘in .\tneriean movies, has starts a new and strange life. He is TWELFTH INSTALLMENT Synopsis: Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who has spent all his life aboard a Hudson river tugboat plying near VViisfiingti>n.—The eliLsive cuche« of . pirate gold on ('o<-o.s l.sljind that have «Ietie«l map.s and d ggings <»f fortune i hunters lor more than a century, now must dodge the delicate instruments of si ience, .\ii expedition now on the l.siaud is rejiorted tiinning its hopes on a newly devcloited metal detector." I “Cocos Island, which Is 1<{ wpiare I miles of hd'ty, forest-covere<l moun tains and furrowed valleys, owe* its j fame to tlie activities of pirates along ’ the ctni.sts of Central and South .\iner- Ica Jrom the SeTenteenth to the early part of the last centurv." says a bul letin from the National Geographic I long dist.unee sense of humor, hut the die in a great cuy. m-aie..; pIpe-Tiev-FP mTtnusT-rM4Tsiralia,4;«^^^^ By a Jewish family living off the society. : ".\lter CiiptT Kdward I>a>la hmted I..eon. Niciirugna, In UiS.", he sailed for Coi'os, buried Ids trea.sure and resteij until bis next jijundering expeilition. less and ill at ease when a>vay fromi 'ut, just beyond her sight,'she heard i hi^'tounterpurt many times over at ignorant, cannot read, and knowsjthe tunnel. •< 'the echo of an Homeric struggle tis-j diis moment In this conntry. In Hu nothing of life in a great city. Beaten* “How' long will thi;s’tunnel job keep! ing'from the shaft. The screams ofj r''*!)*’. «nd In the F'ur Kast.^^ goi ng-?-V—VjHv-HorR onesqvening.rWfrmen-t^nfe to-hcr,-^or^The mangle: T^«Ul»ja-•^^»jwwKkHt hne-of He and John were in the library j uulies of men w’ere being hoisted out. i loveliest dancers In the theaters and > Portuguese naval officer who was a smoking for an hour that John forced \Vhy did Rantoul stay so long? Was* cuharets of Pohiri l, has Just been sen- 1 si-ourge to shifqiing In the Carihhimn, hinuelf to spare from the work, hav-}.Iohn killed? Why had she come? j Ponced to life Imprisonment for esjilon (|,nj p„jij\vb'k was iH'com- a Bowery in the rear of their second hand clothing store. Here he is open ly courted by the young daughter. Breen fights bullies in self-defense and is picked up by an unscrupulous manager who cheats him—until “Pug” ing had to phone Josephine that he | Questions crow'ded ^upon her. She was] ''gc against her own conntry. and her j„j, for his profe.ssion. could not accompany her to the Win- dizzy, nauseated. The vile garlic odori accompllce.s. a former army officer teirow' lecture on “Art, Life’s Real Reward.” She had already gone with was overpowering. She shuddered^ sinking breathless in John’s chair. Malone, at the .«aloon-fight duo, at-iGcrrit Rantoul. tracted to the boy, takes him under; “a year will see the main work his wing. On the other side of the j done, the tunnel holed through and the picture are the wealthy \ an Horns lirjng poured. We are in the man-kill- of Fifth avenue. There is a Gilbert stage nowl” John paused. Van Horn, last of the yrrat family, a! watthmir vou-and .lo.e. barhelor, in who,se life is a hidden continued slowlv, I I chapter with his mother s mald-w-ho difficult, .John, you know what leaves the home—to he lost in the - --- , k ,i. c.. I mean. Women demand a lot. I know, Clyde Patigborn, with Hngi. Paciii<‘, tclks ttte there is a man <>n Hermidn, .Ir,. Pew the Atlantic and the jeaptain of a river tug rather than re- city life-wheii Gilbert is accu.sed. H i'know," The older man looked was. reported the maid, married an old \ nking Presently Rantoul returned. “John is all right,” he announced curtly. His eyes reflected a hint of things below.; “1 saw him at the shaft head; he went: down again. Some poor fellows were killed — an explosion — God! what a* Rantoul lit a cork-tipped cigar-1 uapptd the gold case with a klick. Suddenly he realized that Jose-* phine was ill. He helped her to her! nnd another government olfichil. were ''hot.. .Mine, de IJttke, a si)y in the etu|doy of I'oland. has just bought her own lifi* back from Hnngtiry by nnejirth- Ing a plot against that country, her otlicer-lover trying first to kill her, tif'n blowing out his own brains w lien be discovered her true cliaractcr, .Mnssoli-ni recently fired an entire ernliassy staff in one of the principal i-aidtals of 'Knrope hectiuse a clever turn home—and was soon a mother. who. In llMl. wrote so fine a liook on air dynataica that it still ,1s a stami ard work on stability. The inan’s natni^ is George I>e Botl^(‘zat. He learned to lly in Knssia. .lust a lit tie wliile before the revolution tin* czar gave him .t2.(H>0.<>0() for experl mental purposes. He bad to leave bn.stily and wiiliont niucb money. In l!»1!) fie canie to the Cnited States and In I'.IT’ built tlie only successful hHi copter f<tr the government tliat lias bemi designed. He also has writimi a book on the Kinstein theory. At the prt‘sent time, lie manufactures blowers and fans for cirenhition sys (errs I'.iugliorii lieliiwes tliat Itoctor I^e I’.otbe>;at is otie of tlie greatest experts on aviation in the worM. ■ ■ - -• * Tl 'i— West One Hiindretl and Twelfth sireet [Under Malone’s guardianship young Breen develops fast. “Pug” discovers! the boy cannot read—starts him to ^ night school and the world commences to open for Johnny Bremen. Malone, an old-timer, is backed in a health-farm venture — taking Breen with him.' There they meet and come to know Gilbert Van Horn. John attracts Van Horn, who learn.s of Breen’s mother, j named Harriet. Learning L'hn’s de sire for an engineering course at <’o- lumbia university — he advances the, money. John comes to know Josephine,! Van Horn’s ward, and during his! school years falls in love with her. ^ Graduating as a civil engineer he gett a job with a great con.struetion com-| nany, working dn New York. Breen| ha.s a rival for the love of .losephine.j a: rirh man of the world bv the name of Rantoul. But John wins out. He propose.- and Josephine accept.-' Not* Go Gn With the Story. . .woman bad siici-eedeil in getting hold engineer. “This! feet; supported her to the o{K>n air.|„f its contents to Frnnee and Jiigo Slavia. Gaptain Nakamura, wliose tragic death was the excuse of .Japan's war against China, was. according to the Cliinese, merely a,dangerous spy nins- I ipierading under Hie guise of a liarin- less “scliolar” engageil in the stiniy of geograuliy first liand in Cliinese ter ritory. \ Th *re is a dog hotel in Hie West Si'iti.'s. 'Ihree of us sittifig as a com niittcf* it.i.e decided tliat tine name:* woiilil i>e Roderick Him. i " I'itM.M li. JNinnirTh^mr'MTjiUYTTi^—RanJtimL otF learni^ of Josephine’s Mary, and Ilunnockbiu u. ^ A retired naval oillcer settled down In an artist colony So aflected was he by fiis surroundings tliat be d* elded to b(‘ a painlir. altliongli he never tuid seen iiiaiiy paintings in com plotisl form, lei alone neeing tliem In the progres.s of mannfactnry. Buying 6ome paint.s, hnislies and water color paper, the former sailor set to .work He deeide<l first to paint olijeets close 6t hand and then to [trogress to land iCHfies and portraits. One day an old time friend, who als*» liad been in the navy, came to visit bim. Imt didn't itay long. I’re.ssed for an explanation, he said : “He’s ch.inged a lot. In ftiet, I think he's a bit b almy. He took me Into tiie house and sliowed me a lot of tilings i pitting around, wbit-h he calieii ‘stn.d les In still life.’ One of Hiem looked like a ttfsiileil, orange. It was the best one. He asked me what I thought of them and I told hliii. YVidl, he wii's But >ou have still another thing to do, and that is to get and keep your woman. * sudden engagemehtT found urgent business calling him abroad. He ha I vast foreign interests, so she gathered'' from his letters., but he bore no ill-j will; he was still her friend and never'j failed to ask after John, ^^)St cards Njcame to her fr<>ni distant places, Cai jg v„ij but women don’t i "We had better go,” he saidi quietly, ro, BonAay, MnKapory, .Manila Iiarently he was going around the,, ^ , . , . , , a. • i r i ' , . J a ! east. Pug made your body w hat tt is,; plankwjay outside of the enclo.sure to i world. .A pathetic word or two, a mere / • i ' 1 , f „ the schools have helped your mind,|tne waiting ear. ‘allusion, .sometimes aajiicture of smne . ..-.u n i ‘ . ii i L . . i • 1 au i:— ..«• hut this wolk, with its damnahie de- John Breen, coming up from the tunnel with the last of the rescue Texas Woman Sheriff I Second “Carrie Nation” j Hmitsvllle, Texas.—.Mrs. lA'la May I .'<|>eer. self-styled “Carrie Nation of j Walker county,** claims she is the only sberiff in Texas who does not wear, a liadge. ,Mr.s. SpecT, niotlier of tlir»t‘ cliildren. fins la*en sberifT since last February by ao(»ointnient of the county conmiis Nioners- aflcr_ her _ luisliand liiid lieen convicted of taking ex«-e.ss fees 'I’lioiigfii badgcless, slie is detlnitciy not gimicss. Slie carries, a .4.'» ante I mafic pi.-'lol iimi says slie wonid not I liesiiale to use il. Slie bales bootleggers worse tiian ■ ;iiiv. oiIter liiw Aiokiliirs iiml has made H lioldiy of raiding stills ami speak e.isies. On a recent raid, single lianded. slie ei/.ed It gallons of \\lii.-k\ and sev "lal lilimlred bottles of beer. roiindeil the Horn, pri'jeil upon towns and sliipfiing along tlie Pacific cou.st and sought refuge on Cocos. He al.so buried treasure on the island before lie ami his crew were captured. Loot of Lima Magnet. “Loots of Ollier pirates have been reported buried on I’ocos, but the fa- iiioiis loot <vf laiiiM, perfiaps, is the eliief magnet of modern extieditions to file island. Gold and sjlver ahil prec ious stones worth nilllions that were accuninlated by tlie Si»aniards from tlie native.s ami from richly adormsl liieii temples, were boarded in Lima when a revolution broke. "Tlie Linm mint was filled with gold ami silver and the I.inia catlieilral was I a vault of wealth.^ 'I'lie cutluHlral I eiiiiliees were solid gold, studded with l*ricele.s.s gems. Golden alfar.s e(|iiit) ment glistened In Hie iliin light of the edifice. Hiamond-studded vestments ' beamed with a new rmliance with ev- I 1 ery inovenient of the jiriests wlio wore tbelli. There were ehasiibles of gottf adorned witli rows of diamonds, rn hies, emeralds and sappliires “Fearing seizure of tliese treasures by the revolutionists, Lima city fa tilers soiiglit a sliip as a hiding place. 'I'lie .Mary Hear was riding at anchor in tlie harbor of Callao. 1,'niler cover of darkness tlie tr«*asiires were trans ferred to the .Mary Gear's hobl and a I gnsrd stationed uliroad. Pnibably ini VnoWli to Hie Spaniards, the Mary" ' Hear was eoiiinianded by one of P.e^ nilo’s [»irat*‘s. The glint of gold urn! tlie sblmnier of jewels crazed the cap tain. Tlie guards were massacred and thrown overboard, and ttie Mary Dear made for tlie open sea. 'I'he'crew of sliip was HirestMt later but lio^ » Hie cargo of riclies hud beer lone pilgrim, gave her the feeling of i • • u * i i , ™,, manus, s forging character, (oa , boy, a deeper me-sage. Then, after some ^ ^ months, there was the long silence that might mean his return via the Pacific, Josephine found herself won 1 envy you the fight.” Van Horn was Cub» Decorates Its Tiie With National Heroes lliiMUia.—.Spniiisli and Cidian heroes of history ami fiction are being made paity, ran to the office. A vague scent again in a new medium ns tense. Hut you have still another, lingered over his desk, mingled with ' "ba s ra|iidl,\' di*veloping industry, the pithing to do, and that is to get and i aronia of an Egyptian cigarette, '"'"'oiiici iire_ of glazed til*', is per derin* when ho would return. She .11,1 ynur woman - your wife It He stepped to the outside door and f-, l,.d means a lot to me, John, more than . • . .. . . . .. ...... not show these cards to John. He was peered into the dark. Down by the blissfully unaware of Jthese romantic I Hmousine. and he saw . X ^ T l:..- 1 for your matriage, sa> next June. lo.aephine entering the car with Ran- memories on the part of Jo.sephine, Meanwhile John’s ability to earn the' “I’n' ready, Gil.” John laughed and I respect of his men by the use of his | *<’‘^*’*♦'^1 away. fists had earned him promotion. He i “Josephine can get her trousseau in had been placed in charge of section j Paris, pi>#'''"pr(>Hised her that, one. r.iiilders in Hie .New world, wlio for (•••ntiirii's tiirm'il t*» Hie old country for the tiles tliiit are siieb an lnt«‘gral toul.^She was distant, exquisite, her i*"rf of Hie iiiiri<iite flrebitectiire of hair glowing beneath the light in the 'he Spanisli .\merlcuH. now look to car. She held Rantoul’s hand, a wan <beii own arHsaiis. Kl.'veii small fac I’lL smile was on her lips. They rolled the toughest job on the aque-Upeak to her, a run across will do no away. l-ducL - - ' hurt Hut I left” 1 Rantoul returned from his * . I world tour. He arrived at the begin- How about that, John?” using a gray paste smelling of naph- tning of the season-; all of fashionable I “Things may be easier for me by tha and filled with an abrasive grit, a Wlwu John Mc(*raw. aHer Hiir .' | Yo,.|^ ^hat i^, the New York cap-1 that time, Gil.” John visioned a win-| .soi t of mechanic’s .scouring pomade 6eason.s, finally turneil ovei tlie m.-iti j paying attention to fashion, ter of uninterrupted work. He wouldi warranted to remove the mo-st'stub- agement of the Giants to a J was back in the city.. He was hner,i“get” the shaft and tunnel by thatilmrn dirt. He was loosely jocular, his man. he told g friend he bad not been j considerate, more quietly cor-j time; he would master the work, andJ nerves were under scant control. He ^ "4fect,-more distingtre ttmn- ever^--if4take---lH»^ with -the- me4i- who-t f>udde«ly ^ ' “ * “ Josephine had imagined him the least j counted, the hard men who worked j Josephine and burst out laughing, bit difficult, the least bit aggrievedyj with him on the job. Never in his life, John again saw the picture of Ran- Canada-U. S. Boundary ! 5 500 Miles, Not 4,COO 'vvas Klad to see him. Rantoul was re- for the men of the great rock pres-1 -o, handing Josephine , into the car. harm, winter in the south of France,^ ^John was utterly tired as he washed and back here early in the .spring.! ne dirt and grease from his hahils, How about that, John?” “Things may be easier for tiuie.''! ill Haviiiiii are dt'velopiiig n '.'iiild of cniff.smen. 'I'lie ♦‘Xldoil.s of C|ii-islo|di*'r C(»liriu bus on his v**.VMges *»f «lis**over.v to Hi« Vew" world form *nic of tlie most pop iiliir Hicmi's fiir port ray;! I iiy Ciiloin itle makers. had be*'ome a burden C. H3J. Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service Alburgh, Vt.—In both Canada and the Uriife*! States there «re fnsiucni references to “the 4,fift0 miles of unib* fended lioundary’’ between Hie tw'«» countries. Actually, the border hne. on which Alburgh is locateil. is o.ritM) miles long, of which .1.100 miles are of Ind b<»undary and 2,400 miles are wa ter boundary. Tlie land boun«lary Is mai4(ed by .\48.'l monuments and He* water boundary is Idenllfie*! by ‘J.'Vio reference marks. were entirely removed on j had he expected to have such slavish | toul, not the engineer^, but the finan- . Even Gilbert Van Horn, veneration for human lieings as he had i cier (he would always think of him for the men of the great rock pres-1-o, handing Josephine, sure tunnel crawling beneath the un-|John felt a bitter pang. i turning at an opportune time for Jo- I sephine. i When John Breen had appeared ! with his fist bandaged, Josephine {shuddered a bit at the explanation: “I ! lifted a bum under the jaw.” Perhaps ! it was anything but accurate, or he- I roic. Then, too, it was that Josephine j found it more difficult to pit her charms against the insistence of the tunnel. John kept talking about an ISSualffiS knowing people of the city. “By the way,” John remarked as he was about to go, “Josephine is coming The engineers had come up, his as- •siitants were cleaned and gone home, he had noted the events of the night down to the job some night nexttweek.! in his official records and had again I’ve asked Rantoul to bring her down, j in.-petted the shaft. The watch was You've seen the thing. I thought Ran-, below in the tunnel, the din without toul might like to see it, too. He got Mud of North Sea Useid •>A in Treatment of Sick ! W'illieliii.'iliim'n. — Kmployinent <ir iimTl from the bottom of tlie Jade buy of III*' .North sea for the treatment of rlii'iMiiatism, gout, IsehlaM, neuralgia iiiid kindred (liseases, wiiltli wa.s initi- IIIt'd in u moilesi way n few years ago. has provi'd s*» .siici'esufiil that tlie mimiier of puHents who seek relief Is im-reasiiig;- .Ncleiifists have establislied III*' preseiH'e in this mud of . all ltiilii«‘ologi<’Hll.v iniportaiu healing siib- 'UiiiM-oH. MiM'li as carbonate of lime, siil- tlU' inilil l>uri(‘*l, pi*'siimalily on Co«'<^8. Sought by Many. “In Hie last ceiitiiry more than a s<-oi»* of ex|M‘(lfHoii.s have visited Coe IS. One wu.s lu'iided by tlie fa moils Brilisli raciT, .sir .Malcolin Camp bell. .\tK>tlier was led by the wjdow of a friend of tlie .Mary Dear’s cap tiiifi. wliile a tliird was '<*d by two women iiliiluiitliropists. ,\ British mi val ollicer uiietior-'d at Cocoj^-^lind or- •bri'd his erew to find the treasure, but all be gHin<‘<t was a severe reprl inand from Hie Brrtfsli admirulty when he reaclie*! England. ‘(’oeonuta (from wliieh ttie islamt gets Its niiiiie) and bananas grow wild. Wifu pigs scamper through the fon'st.H, mviiiid hinis swarm Its tre*'s, tisti nboiirid In siirroiimling wat<*rs, corr*s*, sugar and veg*dat>l**s can tie grown In its f**rtiie spots, fr**s|i water is pleii fifnt and Its natiiraflv tmpfml ntmo- R|dier** Is tenqierni by s»*a breezes am! rreipient rains. Vet G’oeos lias never be«'ii suee*'ssliillv c..Ionized. Howev**r, Hie arid Gala|iiig*is islands. Its neigh lairs miles to tlie soiilbw*‘s(, are ja'rmam'iifIs inbaMfed. 1. '**il a (K'lial colony on Cocos island am. liesidcs piiafcs. It was visitial from tiim* .to time b.v ssli.ib'rs. One tr*'asnre liiinl**r ri'imiincit on Cocos f«>r Hi'veral years in-an iinso •c*‘SNr'il at tempt to coloiiiz** if." me the fir.st appointment, I’ll never forget that." “GfM)d boy. It’s something that will Dinosaur Track Now Used as Bird Bath Montre.al.—-MillioDS of years ag** H-dinosaur walked in tbeanud on h plain that Is now part of the Peace river valley. His tracks, two feel long and five to six Inches deep, hanlene*! as the snn dried the mud. Then another freshet came and erfvered them with a Utyer of new mud. Deeply burled, the tracks re mained In the hardening silt until it hei'aine stone, and finally man dug them op, hewed out slabs con raining them, and carried', them to museums. Now one of the giant saurian track, modeled In cement, has been installed on the grounds of the Ca nadian National museum. It Is kept filled with fresh water and used as a bird bath. impossible Mr. Wild, evidently an un^lopen her eyes. Show her the whole couth and unreasonable person. Night [works, John; good luck to you,”c after night he never came up, never; And the night Josephine came, John eame near his rooms, and when Jose-[was in the thick of a big tunnel acci- phine did see him his eyes were heavy I dent, with v^arinesSjTm Iids“ brllllanT with' *' had aubaided for a while, the .haft """ the gloHS of tunnel smoke. For some months past a change had Jtfnousine drew up silently at the entrance to the shaft enclosure, Josephine Lambert, come over Josephine. She resented the on the arm of Rantoul, walked gin growing place the tunnel was takiag gerly toward thg shafthead. Women in the mind of her betrothed. Even [were crowding about the head-house; weeping, wailing women. Children were crying. She knew the tuhnel was a terrible place. But this! It was hor- rqrj^ Something had gone wrong. Ran toul held her arm, and led her toyvard was shut down—until midnight. John did not go home, he was too tired, too many matters of moment centered (•bout the .shaft, he felt a vague dread of the . street.s, he wanted to stay where he was sure of his foundations, his surroundings, his thoughts. In a dozen homes women and children were Aobbingr^ .obhing— Strangled by Swing Yf»iini;Hi«tvvti. Dliio.— When a cInHios line on wbicb she was swinging he- eaiiic enfangied about her nwk, fonr- \**nr-f*l(1 Laverne Bliwher sirungleil to I tell Hi. m <■ A chastened Josephine was leaving for Paris and the south of France. A winter pn the Riviera^ would do her, good. John had had a lorvg talk with Van Horn. “I'm beating the tunnel, Gil,” John said simply. He looked so capable, so well. John was confident, happy. He'was entirely too happy to be safcj especially with a woman like gentle Marie Baahkirtseff would not have tolerated auch lapses of devotion, and Josephine was a sensitive high- strung girl. Even with that money she some day would have, on the death of Van Horn, ^ life with John Breen might be more or Josephine trembled. “You stay here,” lest of a struggle. He would insist on i he said, seating her before the desk working, would probably want her to'in the deserted office, brilliant with go to dreadful places, the Antles, orjiU clusfers of lights above the draft- the Sahara desert;’ just" what to do j ing tables. “Something wrong below.{The fact that Gerrit Rantoul had tak-' there she did not know, but young en- {I'll see.” He was superbly calm. en passage on the same steamer gineers took their wives to outlandish “John! I hope he's not hurt.” She “ ■ ■ ' ■ clung to Rantoul’s hand. “Yes! yes! go! Tell me soon. Go—” she cried. “.Don't go!” She was shuddering—r found more occasion to i white. But he had slipped through the deck—John was seeing them off—Van countries. Raptoul-'tdid’her, of such ' things, quite caftHtlls^ tt course. She would have to give as well as take. the office of the section engineer, j Joiiephine, who demanded suffering from others. j But Van Horn looked bad, out of condition, yellow. Pug Malone would, have shuddered at the sight of him. ' again on urgent business, may have had something to do with the depres- £ion of Van Horn. Still, whenr John and Rantoul stood together on the ^oyt Switc^i Ttomes; Mixed Up at Babies c;iH(lha<h. Germany — Heinrich BeuiiHi, twelve, packiMt liia 4-lot4i iiig, left the home he has known Mince his birth, snd went over to the home of Fran Marie Donk. Wilhelm Donk. also twelve, went lhroiit;h the same procedure and will live at the home of Frau Ms tilda Beuth The two boys, born on the same day twelve years ago In a mater nity clinic here, were exchanged hy their m<»ther8 after Investlgtors. medical and scientific, and a court of Inw had opheld the claiip of Frau Donk that the clinic had In- adverUMitly exchanged the boys at nlrili, ' 3 Brothers Are Priests, ^ Guard Eastern Parish- j Eric. I'ii.—Ttircp hnitherM, pri<-sfs,-«f^ the Riunan Catholic church adinlnlst^tC ' / ♦o »h** MftIri.tunI wt'lfar** of the c<»n?re j galioii of St. Patrick's cluirch here. ' R't. Ii«*v. .Msxr Peter Cjinle.v. p*'ctor of Ho* parisli sine*' isq;{, |:< head *)f the rli'ircli, I He is assisie*! Iiy his ltitith«>rs. Rev. I Sieplien II. Cftiih'.v and Rev. CI»;trK»»i I L. CauI*T. i .\ Htiinlt brother. Rev .Tose|iti Can was - abut JilliU'hjiyl _J.o |he, l»jirish. lie In Sf. Patrick’s wa** estahlislM'd in tH.‘!7 anil now has a ni»'ml*ersliip *»f LTUt* ' coninmnieimfs. ’ Pays Doctor's Bill 50 Years After Operation Marion. Ill,—Fifty years ago Dr. John Tidwell performed a nictlical aervlce for a woman. Recentl.v, 20 years after his death, the woman, now residing 4n I.os Angelea, sent hit daughter here a check for $r»0 to cover the bin. Skort Arai Savaa Cask CkicagOi—Becaus* their leader’s arm was too short to reach 12,700, handita to the omens of a bakery got awa| with •oly I3M v,-