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•V V V. - ■ 3 THX RSDAY, JULY 6. 1933 THE CLINTON CHRONICLE. CLINTON. S. C. I^AGE SEYto Tht* siory so far: Joyce Ashton, poor .'lenoprapher, in a skiddirp taxi cab accident in Chicapo, suffered loss of memory. Two years later she woke U*ave her alone and shell co:ne around I Xothinp had boon fixed up - v.o nail all ripht. All this mystery was very simply, well, fallen in love, and there excitinp, you understand—we all pot i the matter stood.'’ She looked at Rob- a preat kick out of it ... I reniember ert and was hurt to find an amused one morninp after a fall from her! I wanted to ask you a lot of thinps smile linperinp about his eye:?'. '* horse to find herself, under the name!when we were first enpaped, but j’ou Joyce felt a profound sh.ame creep of Fiili.v. married to Neil Packard, |.said to me,.‘Neil, you’ve pot to trust over her. Neil had just told h.T she * rich California fruit packer. She»de-'nie. There are some thinps I canT.tell "as free, and yet Robert sat quietl\\ terrnined to tell nobody of her predicu-1 you. and .you mustn’t ask me about :-ayinp nothinp, tensely dippinp holes ment hut set about learninp what she!"ho I am and all that. There’.v noth- the soft pround with his ridinp crop. . could of her life in the interval. Fromjinp Fm ashamed of, and some (lay I the conversation of her fidends and | expect Fll tell yoii all there is to STOCKS Anybody who thinks that tion in stocks can be stoppe has another pu]ess cominp. T’.ie limit to the desire of human beinps to pamble. Most of the tran.-aciions on the stock exchanpe in no’iual times are on Indinlf of lepitimate investors, wlio have buupht and paid for their stocks and sell onl.v when they can make a material profit by.doinp so and not always then, if the di\idcnds I continue. Investors buy intellipentlv and -soil may he nece.'sary to be done. .And The the v/orld. Only the banners of Den- worstxonstitution .1 hhve ever read is i mark and Switzerland are older than that of Oklahoma, which tries to pre-|-01d Glory. scrihe every detail of povernment. We stii! think of the United States ' ns a younp nation. As. a matter of TEXAS—AM) FORKKiN AFFAIRS Cact, our country is about the only on« .Aryluxly who thinks the .American world which has not undergone peojile aiT not concerned about foreipn ^^‘'’^^I'^fionary chanpes in its form of affairs ha<rbetter m>t>say that too ^rovernment in the pa.st 150 years. It loud in Texas. Peter Mdlyneux, editor to me that Americans ought to f f the Ti'xas Weekly, has be<*n makinp *^ff the idea that other nations Texans under.stand that thn^prospeV- ohler and therefore wiser than we, ity of all of them «iepends directly on assert our ripht to tell the rest international trade. the world where to pet off, since I’ew peo])le think ef Tu'xas in (H»n- ^^t ‘Only the richest but the necCon with foieipn affairs, hyt that menil>er of the family of na- bip state ships more pootls abroad than even New York. .About 00 j>er cent of Texas cotton poos abroad, and a third of the population is well off O’* poo’-, dependimr u|>on the foreipn re-ice of cotton. Texas oil is another hip item in foreipn trade. “Peter Molyneux believes, and is pet- ‘-Osl tinpl other Texans to Indieve. that tions. How One Woman Lost 20 Lbs. of Fat Her I’rofninent’^Hipt^ Double Chin—Slus^^ishnes^ Her husband was, in a sense, offeringBut the onlinary per.-on who her to her lover—who was makinp ho not'make a business of lookinp (tiiined A Shapely F’ijjure letters'in her desk she pathered that-tell. ’* .A shade passes! over Neil’s .she had been a heartless, pleasure-lov-i.face. "I always thoupht you would tell inp' younp woman. One letter that; me, hut you never did. . . . tfoubed her was from a woman sipn-' Joyce ' watched him excitedly. The inp herself Sophie, Idaminp Frills for| Stranpe story gripped them, so that not pivinp a home to a baby Sophie realiiies were .seen through a haze. j.iafter his money thinks he. can ^len? Her no*-ves.' the stock-market game while s’^ill car move to claim her. Was >ihe being re-j .ected by both ^len? Her ne*-ves,' sti-unj? tautly under the strain of the!-T, bis o-. dinary busine entire morninp. collap.sed utterly, and' and it ,is nobody’.^ she felt that^she would prow hvsteri-'bip own when he loses. we’ve pot to compromise the war debts and reduce our tariffs if we want- to continue sellifVp our poods ahrod<l. Funxpe can’t buy from us un- If you are fat how would you like beat.-<'-‘^'’ 'vt' buy from them, he says; andfo lo^e it and at the same time pain .1 think ho’.s-just about right. [in physical charm and acquire a clean, iLcan’ti ; clear skin and eyes that sparkle with fa lift but buovant health. wa.s caring for. Could it be her baby, PVills wond^redl Sthe also found her self involved in an 'affair with a man named .Maitland. In San Francisco, where 'he went while her husband “Oh, Neil, I think I .see it all now, don’t you? Frills ju.st couldn’t remeni- ber back! She was trying to remem ber all the time, and she couldn’t! It must have been awful for her, mustn’t was away on business, she met Rob-jjt? When did she change, when did ert A«ns\vorth, a poet whose wnric s|^e| she get.recirk:5S_aitd. wiMi had always admired. When Joyce re-! “I guess that came gradually,” Neil turned home, she decided to be pleas-1 answered with puckered brow, “I can’t anter to Neil than Frills had been. But j remember any special time when it this line w as dangerous, too, for Neil j began. First she look to drinking iHure wa.s pathetically anxious to win back (than I liked; that really worrieil me a her hu e. At his request they called on : lot. Then it seemed as if she couldn’t Neil’s mother, whom Joyce finds ador-1 do stunts reckless enough, as if she able, J.ater, she met the poet, Robert; were almos* trying to kiH herself! Ain.swoi-th, and several times stopped She drove her car at a breakreck for lunch at his cabin when shy was speed, and pot the wildest horse she horseback ridinp. One day he started jcould find to ride! And then there was to make love to-her. Later, Joyce and ^ Neil, out ridinp, are come upon by Ainsworth. Cornered. Joyce makes full confession,—i^her loss of memory and it*- restoi-ation; When-.N^1 aecusi's > Joyce and Ainswoi th of lieinp in love, j Ainsworth makes a “graceless” exit, leaving Joyce to explain. ! (Now Go On With the Story) 1 cal if she sat there another moment. ■ , She sprang to her feet. “Well, now I’ve unmasked before both of you!” she cried, her voice trembling close to tears, “Goodbye!” ■ Neil was after her in a moment. “Here, dear. I’ll go back with you— ’^.NorTfnr'pIgtise don’t. Please leave' me alone. For heaven’s sake, Neil, lotj me be for ju.st a little whily--^-". He fell j back, struck by the vehemence of her tone, and she spinnp lightly in the saddle and galloped off.' ' j Once in her room, Joyce locked the' door and flung herself down on a couch. She felt crusheil and hurt as Why not d_^ what thousands-nf wo- 1 Co nfess to a lack of sympathy with tho idea that our nation or any nation! must always he fettere<! by the <lead hands of the past. I. am willing to ad-1 mit that the Constitution of the Unit-' ed States is the greatest charter of government ever set down on (uiper, i , , , . , , greater than any written docu- she had at no tim<. s.me sho had found' is the spirit of the people, an,I jwhen that chiinpes it is time to change ^‘Vthe document or discard it. ' The best thing about the British herself Frills Packard. Her disillusion ment about Ro’oert .Ainsworlh was ^'SE\ KNTEENTH INSTAI.LMENT ^ “That’s true, all ripht, and you had j ijjie guossinp, too. lint of course F* i!ls wasn’t w i!d and reckloss when 1 mar ried her you say, I don’t know who' I dill many!’’ - ' “That’s what I’ve pot to fin<i out, Neil! It’s been driving me nearly era;:-.', and now at last I’ve had the | courage to tell the truth, a-* fur as 1 know It, Will you tell me. Neil, how \ you m»*t Frills and all that? “'vVhy, at .loe and Maisie TiVrner’.s, of esurse! Don’t you really lemoMiber, Frill'- er, I mean Joyce? Gosh, this pet.s my goat, I feel as tho we’d all pone alisolutely nutty—J” “I felt that way when I first woke np and found myself Mrs. I’ackard,* khe .said gently, “hut I’ve lived with the idea so long that I’ve gotten a bit used to it. Tell me about the Turners.” “Wiiy. it was their car that ran into vour taxi in Chica.go. Ji>e was running (URTIS Tlw’re are just ns many opportuni- Just now there’s a new wave of ties now as there ever were for the men have dorTe to pdt rid of pounds of .'peculatioji in the mar'ket. because in-( ripht man to achieve independence by imwa^lByd fat? Take - one half tea- vestor.s are buying in order to protect the use of his own talents and not spooij'TC Kruschen Salt.s in a pla.ss of their money apainAt depreciation. But tmich else. Of course, he must have: hot water every morninp before anybody who “plays the market” on the talents and the will to use them. |' reakfast and keep it up for 30 day.s. margin is simply foolish. • That is what I think of in thinking i AT>u can help the action of Kruschen {of my old friend, Cyrus H. K. Curtis.1 by cutting down on pastry and fatty ^ 'UONSTITinriONS [ who died recently at K3. He Marled; nieaT.M“jimr gofn^ ITghl on potatoes, Thhs-hasrness career with three cents, | butter-and. cream. Then weigh your- which he ran up to nine cents the first'self and see how many pound.s you day. buying and .selling newspapers in ; have'lost. his native Portland, Maine. He died • Kru.schen Salt.s are a blend of salt.s leaving an estate of many millions,' most helpful to body health. Best of owner of the Saturday Evening Post,jail, a bottle of Kru.schen Salts, that I>adies’ Home Journal and three daily Uvill last you for 4 weeks cost.s but a newspapers. (trifle. Ask Young’s Pharmacy or any Mr. ('urtis prosjiered because-he had ! d' uggist for a bottle and statt to lose the essential qualities of success in fat to«iay. It’s the safe way,to reduce himself. He was honest, industrious,' hut be .sure you get Kruschen—your modest, religious, quick-witted, sober, I health comes first, generous and cheerful. His lift* was a complete disproof of the notvon many lazy folk havf^, that men only got rich by robbing tht: poor. He gave ihr peo.“ poJT ' --TBrbf Pofand-rhina pie of AnuM-ica more, in the shVqie^’b „itrs; Also potato .slips; Wade H. Constitution is that it is not written. It includes all the fundamental laws that have been enacted since Megna Charta; the .Act of Secession,, the BrH of Rights and a few other basic stat utes that nuLst not he violated, an»F that’s all. The best state constitutiivn I know f»f is thfll of niy own I'oiuinqnwt'alth. of iMassachusetts. It sets down a few things which the general court may aeain. WAN wholesome took from good,reatiing, than he them., pitrs ever I*,.y, {* p d .j/ (’lintoh. FI.AtJS -IN <; ERMA NY flag ha' oeen changed Instead of tlie red, wJ^jite and *^he German HOUSES FOR RENT- lows. Good locations, ,^n4enees. IVne^ H-room rooiti hou'es. ILuital fo’- each. .1. F. .Jacobs, ^__lp -Three hunga- .Modern con- bmise, twir fi- a month Com- .Jacob-i n<»t do and says, in substance, that the elod stripes of the Republic, the new n-i legislature can do anything else that \Na/.i government has gone hack to ihe nv. teh'phoite ‘J.'tK and 13 (. salvation was in act- uas grateful for the oiil flag of tin* empire, red Iduck, with the swa.'lika, e(«».ss upon it. .Since the gieat war there f a natii>nal flag which has whiti* and or hooked 13(1. tf again. Her only ing at once. S!u niuu-halance with which Sam leceivod her orders, and for the lack of dem- (mstration on. the. part of Rc'xig....,-. . -.cliaugxt-L The St^i'is and stands to Thv Chroniele office or Miss .Janie (Continued Next Week) , out today as one of the oitlest flags in Ki-nnedy at Lesh infirmary. Itc is htu'dly m*t been FOR S.AI.E Plenty (»f cabbage and collard i>lar.ls. See John T. Blakelv. phone llt'J-.J or FOR SALE typewriter in Remington .standard good condition. Apply ‘She knew she must go away—’ I profound that she fiidt she had lost all a qu’ck movement. in humanity. Every one .seemed “Yes,” she said softly, “don’t go into that, Neil, I know; and I’ll never for- .Maitland . . . ’ Joyce made less noble, all life took on a menacing and ruthle.s^ form. Where could she | go to find beauty, to find truth, to find fineness, if not in this man whom she had so ardently wor.shiped? That he should have regardeil the situation at first us one to be treated with cynical levity was a fault that for .some political office at the time, get it and he was very anxious to keep out j “Rut—but—.Joyce, y.ui are Frills!” of the papers in any way that might j ^a.s Robert Ainsworth siH^^aking, •bring him any unpleasant publicity, *0|and Joyce and Neil turned to him with he gave the police a tip, 1 suppose, ^ a start. In their absorbing interest and go. iliem to allow you to be taken ^jn piecing together the mystery of to hi.i hou.'e instead of to a'sho*pital. FrillSj^tht^ h.^ ^grave. You oie uncoBKcious a couple of] ^-a? there. day.s, and when you woke up you were ^ “Would you mind telling me.” Neii in a dazed condition. J *'‘^’'^®*” ^’"|asked Joyce politely, “ju.st where he Maisie saying they thought you oever^^^^^^^ this?” [ When she awoke it was a cool eve- Joyce looked at RoJiert thoughtful-l^*^*^* shivering. .As she ly. The air of rather ....ic inr ;n«o-! f«ll«cted her thoughts she noticed an She did not .Vinsworth. wabt Roliert would .say a word, and how queer it made them feel, having some one ly ing there conscious, but just looking at superior inso- g there conscious, out just looKing , u i. u i i. j'i*n\'plone Ivinur on the ^ --.--fwino.” Jence with which he. had approached * oveiope ijmg oo int the walls vvitiiout saying anything. ■ ,1...... i* contained a ..T-i I T'L ««,i I them w'as gone now, and she saw “ coiiLaintci a Fancy! That was me, and 1 don t • tu d v » a- 4u u 1 and she read- , , . . •. if it again the RoheiT Ainsworth she knew.I'*”" reau. member anv more about it ttian ii it ,, . . , . . .... ... fh)qr untier her note from Neil, remeipber an> moie about araze frinklv, with dis- “Dear Joyce. had never happened! • o- 1 , . and Mai.sie had a tin.n findinKl’*'-''”"^ f.n*.ndUnea» : ..\vh,.n 'l K»l hank I found a moa- out who you were. The doctor said 1 “I’m sorry, Joyce,” he said. “I didn’t sage to go and see Mother. She’s not just to leave you alone and you’d come I understand. Will you forgive me?” He seriously ill, hut feeling badly' and around all right. And, sure enough, came over and held out hi.< hand, smil- wanted to see me. I shan’t tell her was wliat happened, or what ev- jng charnni^ly^Ie was like a liltlfc anything about us. of course. crybody thought had happened. :boy who, having sKbwh hi.rtemper un- talk everything over, ces ar*-ogan* for pardon. T __ e must thought it “The Turners were lively, entertain- reasonably, m^es ai*ogan* claim of rpight be better if I’d camp out some- nr f Neil.’ over several tinie.s. ed a lot. plenty of money and all that., a living parenr lor pardon. ^ j where else tonight. Please go to bed and a-, soon as you were well theyj “W.ho thi. devil are you, anyway?”“ good rest. Ill see you to- introfluced you around to theU'friends. a.«ked Neii j.etulantly. “I don’t want • You made a hit with every one, and to crab, Joyce, but wasn’t it a bit Joyce read this that tickled them. My cousin Lawton thick, letting him hear all this?” ;almost uncomprehenfling. .At last, Packard’.s wife w’as a great fnend of j “Robert .Ainsworth is the great nov- however, she knew what she must d(». Maisie, and I’d met her and Joe a-elist, Neil. Haven’t you ever heard of .She knew she must go away th:it it number of times in Manzanita, and him?” was the only thing for her to do. they’d always told me to look them up j N’eil shook his head. “Never,” he "I’ve been wrong to stick it out this ifT was ever in Fhicago. It sfuck me «aift. “What doe.-' he do heside.s write? long,” she thought. “.No wonder I’ve to do it one time; I called them up and And, once more, how does he come gotten things Into sucji a mess!” Joe invited me out to dinner that, into all thrsT^ Tt^Sid her good to have some defi- night, throwing out a lot .of darkt hints “He comes into this, Neil, because nile work to do. In less than an hoyr about a swell girl who was stayir^g I happened to have met him since—^she had bathed, dresseil, and packed with them. I went, and it was you I since the a''ci<}eni on Fire Queenr1I?Hj two bags with Frills’ simplest clothe.s Florence Hilton Was the name. 1,^because I happened to like him rather and belongings. took a terrible tumble, and in a couple more than ordinarily.” I “It seems like stealing to be taking of weeks we were engaged: | Neil T.xed hi.s gaze rm a distant pine them.” she thought worriedly, “yet “I kept stringing out the business tree. “Do you mean that you’re in love vvhat 'can 1 do? .Neil doesn’t want in'Chicago, and finally—I remember, with hin .]'FrilJ.'«h'rills’clothes-.-they won’t do hinii any now that it was your own sKig^estion! Instead of an.swering hi.s que.stion, good if I leave them. I’ll have, to find were married right aw’ay, beforejJoj’ce said sharply, “I wish you'd some sort of wor=k right away, and I left town, and you came back to (make up your mind whether you want can’t apply for it unless I’m decently Mrs. Neil Packard!” ,tb calFme ‘Joyce’’ or ‘Frills,’ Neil!” dres.sed. Of cour.se I won’t take any Besides Birthday Cards there are General and Wedding Anniversary Cards, countless styles for persons who are 111 and Convalescing, Baby Congratulations and Birth Announce- 3 ments, and Wedding Cards, Friendship Cards and Mottoes, Sympathy, Condolence and Ac knowledgments, Tally Cards, Thank You Cards -—and then some others. we Manzanita as of Frills’ jewelry or anything of real Joyce had been held spellbound by . She regretted her ill temper at once, Neil’s recital. It was all so queer and j how’ever, aftd went on more agree- value. unreal, and she felt her head swim-iably, “Oh, Neil, I don’t know any- Roxie met her at the foot of the ming by the strangeness of it. ’ {thing any more.” - ‘ stairs. “Excu.se me, ma’am, but Mr-. “Didn’t you ask me anything about "You are free,-if you want to be,^ Neil, he said you’d be viking up after who I was, and all that, when you,Joyce,” said Neil, drawing hj.s lips to- a time and we .should have your din- wanted to marij||ne? How did I act? |gethcr in the attitude of severe re- ner ready.” ' Was I like the Mis Tve heard abput, j straint that he a.ssumed when Frills “Very well, Roxie, just serve it or more like Jo^:€?” had especial! hurt him. “W’hat about quickly in the dining-room, plea.se.; - “Well, you see, every one treated, Ainsworth?” He turned to the other And tell Sam I want to speak to him.” you with kid gloves, so to speak,* on'man. “Did you and Frill* fix this ^11 j Once Joyce had decided to leave, she] account of this accident,” said Neil, j up between you?” |felt she could not go quickly enough.j “It was understood that you’d had Before Robert could answer, Joyce, She could not endure looking about great shock, and that you mustn’t be ■ broke in. “Oh, no, jio, Neil, please—I Neil Packard’s House, *and reflecting pressed. The doctor kept saying, just [ wasn’t quite so beastly as all that, that she would probably never see it