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THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 15. 1932
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THE CLINTON CHRONICLE. CiLiNTON. S. C.
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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.
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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
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