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SYNOPSIS
Jorc9 ScwvH. on the eve of her twentl-
Mh birthday, rebels at her lot. dependent
& her detested stepmother. Irma, and
of tragic memoiiet of her mother’s
■order twelve years before and her
father's death six months ago. Irma
‘balls In Helm Blaekadder, an admirer,
to help her persuade Joyce to marry
rich, young Michael Kirkpatrick. Mike,
*ent up te Joyce by Irma and Black-
‘'adder, demands s showdown on his pro-
E l and Is rejected. Reading her fa-
a papers, Joyce realizes that La
enca, a Mexican hacienda which her
father bad owned, legally belongs to her.
Later, she receives a letter enclosing a
warrant on the United States Treasury
lor $10,000 compensation for her moth'
ST'S murder at La Barranca. She con
Mr. Bradley, a banker and only
friend of her father’s. She
It she wants to make a secret
Journey to Mexico. Bradley arranges
all details for her. She departs by plane
undetected. Dirk Van Suttart. second
secretary at the American embassy in
Mexico City, gives Joyce a chilly re
ception and she loses her temper. She
finds a Mexican woman lawyer, Marga
rida Fonseca, who takes her to General
Onrlia, right-hand man to the Mexican
mV dster of war.
CHAPTER m—Centlnned
"What’s it got to do with me?"
"Exercise your memory, Cen
tral," said Margarida. "Who con
fiscated La Barranca? Who holds it
BOW?"
"DoradoI" he cried.
"Exactly.”
"What do you suggest?”
"General Dorado says he merely
seized abandoned property. His ten
ure is based on salvage. My sug
gestion is that you arrange to have
him abandon the hacienda in his
turn.”
"Nothing easier. I’ll have him
shot the next time he shows his
face in town. I’ve been wanting to
do it for years.”
“I’m afraid I've come at your
siesta hour. Naturally General
Dorado must not be killed before
the abandoned hacienda is definitely
in possession of the rightful owner.”
"Ah!” exclaimed Onelia.
"If General Dorado, who now
holds La Barranca, should be killed
—even if he should die a natural
death—his heirs would inherit. They
would have as good a case as he
has now and our work would be all
to do over again.”
"Who wants the place? Not I.”
Margarida looked at him stead
fastly. "I wonder if you can see a
picture if I hold it up before your
eyes?" she inquired.
"Try me,” said Onelia testily.
"Here’s the picture, General, and
that you’re not to appear in it at
all goes without saying. Suppose
some of your trustiest men attend
to the eviction of Dorado without
killing him—simply drive him and
his following out and chase them
into the hills. Simultaneously your
men plant the girl and leave her.
The incident gets in the papers, here
and across the border. The girl is
young, beautiful, has perfect title
as titles gO and the courage of a
bobcat to back it with. Do you be
gin to see anything?"
"Of course I see her getting her
self killed, and so do you."
"Probably; but that’s a mere ind-
dent—perhaps a necessary incident
It doesn’t occur to you you might
a also see the ambassador from a
country we both heartily detest up
to his neck in boiling water and one
or two of our own cabinet officers
hanging to their toppling perches
with nails and teeth? I used to
think you had the brains of a great
minister of war, but I'm beginning
to doubt it”
During her long speech Onelia
had been advancing toward her with
a catlike tread. Now he placed a
blunt finger under her chin, tipped
back her head and stood looking
down into her unflinching eyes.
1 "You’ve started something.” he
rumbled, "and we two are going to
finish it If I betray you, you can
always get me shot at the market
price, but if you betray me I’ll have
you dragged by a frightened horse.”
JIa stepped back, shrugged his
shoulders and sat down. "Call in
the girl"
{ When Joyce entered nothing could
have exceeded Margarida's compla
cent air of accomplishment unless
it was the General's urbanity.
| "All you ask is to be put in pos
session of La Barranca. Is that
correct?"
"Yes, General. I was happy
there. I’ve never been happy since
I left The years of my childhood—”
“One moment, senorita. Our plan
^contemplates presenting you with
the hacienda and nothing more. It
is a dangerous plan—extremely dan
gerous to you, I mean. I don’t ex
aggerate when I say the chances are
ten to one you’ll meet your moth
er’s fate. The scheme is to filter a
sufficient number of men within the
walls of La Barranca, pick a quar
rel at a given signal and then drive
out General Dorado who now holds
the property. It is essential that you
be on the spot to take immediate
possession—on the spot, mind you.
Do you agree?"
"I do,” said Joyce. “But this
General Dorado—he won’t be killed,
will he?"
“No, child, certainly not; I’m glad
to reassure you on that point," said
0^1*“ unctuously. "The question
v
now arises as to who shall be your
personal escort.”
He touched a bell and the door
opened almost Instantly. “Send Ser
geant Buenaventura."
The soldier who presently entered
the room immediately inspired
Joyce with confidence. Loyalty was
written in every line of his face.
"Sit down, Pancho," said Onelia;
"this is a social gathering. Besides,
you are now commencing a month’s
furlough on full pay, accompanied
by a detail of eighteen men. Never
by any chance are you to report to
me what happens during your ab
sence. It won’t be necessary since
I am about to tell you what you will
do with every minute of your time.”
He proceeded to give instructions so
broad yet so complete to the last
detail that Joyce was moved to ad
miration. "Understand, Pancho,”
he concluded, “the shot that kills
General Dorado will surely kill you.
Maim him it you like, but don’t kill
him."
"It is understood, mi General.
When do we start?”
“Today, if you like,” said Joyce.
"If that’s impossible, then tomor
row."
“It will take three days at least
to plate my men," he stated. “They
must be sent singly and in ad
vance.”
“Attend to it at once,” ordered
Onelia. “As for you, hold your
self in readiness and see you have
the sort of car which will attract
Two Men Were Condescending
to Park Their Guns With Their
Hats.
least attention. You may go.” As
Sergeant Buenaventura left the
room the general turned to Mar
garida.
"We have overlooked an impor
tant point," she said. "It is vital
Dorado should be in residence; oth
erwise we would be committing a
mere trespass."
"Couldn’t I instruct Pancho to
wait, in that case, until Dorado re
turned?"
“No; we’ve got to find out about
Dorado and there’s only one sure
source of information."
"Where? Who?”
"Adan Arnaldo of El Tenebroso.”
"Call that a source?” exploded
Onelia. “Try to make it flow!”
"That’s the trouble,” said Mar
garida; "I couldn’t do it alone, nei
ther could you. But the two of us—
in casual conversation?”
"What’s El Tenebroso?” asked
Joyce, intrigued by their manner.
"A resort, my dear,” said Marga
rida. "A boite, what you would call
a night club.”
"Oh. please let me go too,”
begged Joyce.
It was odd the way their heads
turned toward her as though moved
by identical springs and equally
strange that both faces should go
through the same changes of ex
pression. Their Latin eyes were
seeing her at El Tenebroso. No girl
of breeding could crash that door
and keep her social standing, and
whether anything happened to her
or not had nothing to do with it
Of course Joyce was unaware of
any such deadline, which only made
it more amusing.
"It might not be a bad idea.” re
marked Margarida at last.
"Not at all a bad idea," agreed
Onelia. “As a matter of fact, un
less accompanied by both of you,
I wouldn’t consider for a moment
going myself. I’ll send my car to
pick you up. Shall we say at mid
night?”
“Too early by at least an hour,"
said Margarida. "Make it one
o’clock.”
CHAPTER IV
El Tenebroso occupied a triangle
at the intersection of a side street
with the Calzada Manuel Villalon-
gin. A string of private rooms com
prised its longer flank but on the
shorter side there was a respecta
ble entrance leading directly to the
restaurant and dance floor. The
room was fan-shaped and fairly
large. The orchestra was placed
in the stem of the fan which put the
master of ceremonies, the highly
popular Adan Arnaldo, at a distinct
advantage since he could watch the
entire assemblage without having to
worry about anything behind his
back. The tables were in two banks,
one at the level of the floor, the
other raised and hugging the slant
of the walls. The wide outer fringe
of the fan was given over to stage
entrance, hallway, cloak rooifi.'
■cooking and service departments.
General Onelia met Joyce and
Margarida in the foyer. He was
dressed in mufti and when Marga
rida, divesting herself of an ulster
like overcoat, displayed a dark tai
lored suit, Joyce felt a qualm as
to her own lovely semi-evening
dress. But immediately her atten
tion was seized by something else;
at a murmured request from the
check-room girl two men were con
descending to park their guns with
their hats. Margarida cast a hur
ried and curious glance at Joyce’s
face but found she need not worry—
Joyce was given a seat with her
back to the wall Sensing the con
centrated stare upon her she was
troubled and looked around anxious
ly. It must be her clothes. But
to her relief she saw a few people
on the dance floor in evening dress
and then discovered a party of men
against the opposite wall, all of
whom were togged out in the full
regaUa of tails and white ties. She
wondered about them, perceiving at
once they were onlookers rather
than participants. Evidently they
had come to watch the fun, per
haps in an effort to forget the bore
dom of some diplomatic function.
At the thought she examined them
more carefully and suddenly found
herself gazing at long range into
the eyes of Dirk Van Suttart. She
looked away at once, making no
sign of recognition, but not before
she had caught the rapid change
of expression in his face. In an in
stant it had passed from surprise
to wonder and from wonder to dis
may tinged with aversion. He was
profoundly shocked.
A flush of anger stained her
cheeks but at that moment Adan
Arnaldo came to Onelia’s table to
do homage to authority. He was
a handsome young man and lacked
the sleek look which usually dis
tinguishes the master of ceremonies
of such a boute as El Tenebroso.
His manner, as he greeted Marga
rida whom he knew, declared him
a substantial partner as well. Ack
nowledging an introduction to
Joyce, he took her hand but without
removing his eyes from the gen
eral’s face.
"Well, Adan,” said the general,
“I don’t have to ask you how things
are going. Jam-packed as usual.”
"Not so bad,” admitted Arnaldo.
"The genius of this place,” re
marked Margarida, "consists in its
diversity. There’s one clientele at
midnight, another at two and a
third at four in the morning.”
"Yes.” said Arnaldo, "and if we
could close at one o’clock Td be
poorer but a lot happier.” He
glanced at Onelia. “It’s a long time
since you’ve honored me.”
"Quite true, but I’m a busy man
and I’ve taken to going to bed. I
suppose the old habitues are still
on the job? I haven’t seen Castel-
lito, Diego Borda, Vasconcellos,
General Dorado or Panchito Iroyo-
genr since I came here last. That
about covers the list, doesn’t It?”
"General,” said Arnaldo laugh
ingly, “I compliment you on your
memory.”
"So? How could I forget any of
that flock of flamingos?”
"No, no, not that,” corrected Ar
naldo. “You remembered not to
mention a single one of the deadl”
Margarida laughed. "You’re wor
ried, Adan. Who’s on the rampage
nowadays? Are you expecting Do
rado or is it only Castellito?” Ar
naldo did not answer. “Tell me,”
she persisted. "Who is the cause
tonight of that little crease of worry
on your brow?”
“General Onelia,” said Arnaldo
as he rose to resume his duties.
Onelia scowled at the ambiguous
distinction. Compliment, insult,
threat or warning—he could take
his choice. He sat in a moody si
lence, paying no attention to his
guests. Smoldering inside him was
dull rage at Arnaldo. What had
he meant? He knew of the long
standing Onelia-Dorado feud—ev
erybody did. Had he guessed at
once that he and Margarida were
after information as to Dorado’s
whereaboutsund plans? In spite of
her hosts’ neglect Joyce was not
bored. She sipped her wine spar
ingly and let her eyes wander.
Abruptly she sensed Onelia had
gone tense in every muscle and fol
lowing the direction of his gaze she
saw an individual in uniform, ac
companied by two bodyguards,
■erupt from a slight commotion in
the entrance hall on her left Never
before had she seen a visage so
striking, so individual, so different
from the ordinary conception of a
human face. Jet-black hair, close-
cropped, came down in a sharp
peak to within an inch of heavy
eyebrows and where cheekbones
should have protruded there were
indentations, causing the massive
blue-black jaw, divided midway by
the gash of full red lips, to appear
to slant outward. Feeling her eyes
upon him the man stopped, stared,
smiled and saluted gaily. He was
drunk and as he staggered toward
the table hurriedly being placed for
him at the edge of the dance floor,
Arnaldo darted forward, apparently
to greet him. But he took up his
stand in a direct line between
Onelia and the new arrival
Joyce leaned toward Margarida.
"Who is that man,” she whispered,
“the officer who just came in?”
"General Dorado,” murmured
Margarida almost inaudibly.
Arnaldo, chatting cheerfully with
Dorado, took out a cigarette and
tapped it on his wrist. At the
third tap the orchestra began to
pack up its instruments and one of
the four tiers of lights went out
Adan did his best to hold the atten
tion of the recent arrival but when
a second bank of lights was extin
guished Dorado awoke to realiza
tion of what was intended. An odd
hush fell on the room, accompa
nied by an electric air of expec
tancy. It was real something even
the uninitiated could feel and
Joyce’s knees began to tremble
from excitement Her evening bag
slipped from her lap. She leaned
over quickly to pick it up and to
her consternation caught the glint
of a service revolver clapped
against Onelia's thigh. Her first im
pression was that it was quite still
but as she rose she realized its
muzzle had been moving' slowly up
ward.
Then she heard Margarida whis
per to him hoarsely: "Don’t be a
fool or you’ll spoil everything.
Leave it to Adan and nothing will
happen—nothing! ”
At that instant Dorado raised his
own gun aloft, butt end down, and
crashed it on the table so violently
that plates, knives and forks went
flying. "Musical” he roared. Ht
pointed uncertainly at Joyce with a
wagging forefinger, then waved it
to include every woman in the room.
"Musica!”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Domestication of Horse Is Traced Back
Additional Thousand Years to 3000 B. C
The history of the domestication
of the horse has recently been
traced back an additional thousand
years, says Field Museum News,
Chicago. Previously it had been
thought that the horse was intro
duced into Babylonia by the Kas-
sites during the early portion of the
second millennium B. C. However,
the Early Dynastic I (circa 3000-
2800 B. C.) tombs at Kish, excavat
ed by the Field museum-Oxford uni
versity joint expedition to Mesopo
tamia, yielded animal bones some
of which have now been identified
by Prof. Wolfgang Amschler, of the
College of Agriculture, Vienna, as
those of the domesticated horse
(equus caballus). These horses were
larger than the Arabian horse of
today, standing 15 hands 3 inches
at the withers.
These skeletal remains of horses
were found hitched to. chariots as
the animals had fallen, after being
slaughtered in the tombs of their
masters to provide transportation in
the afterworld. The bronze harness
trappings and portions of the char
iots were well preserved, and it is
possible to reconstruct the pictures
from scenes on seals and plaques
found at Kish and other sites.
Thus far, no Sumerian word for
horse is recognizable, and it was
thought that only the donkey was
referred to in texts of this period.
Now, with the realization that the
horse was used at that time, it may
be possible to identify some de
scriptive form of ass with the word
for horse, as was done in Old Baby
lonia where the horse is known as
the "ass from the mountains.” The
earliest Egyptian records show that
the Hyksos (circa 1700 B. C.)—the
“Shepherd Kings” — brought the
horse into the Nile valley.
Witchball Used by Indians
If an Indian wanted to be rid of
a person without resorting to mur
der, he had a witch doctor prepare
an extra-special witchball which
could be thrown at the undesirable
person. While believing this was
supposed to result in a fellow In
dian’s death, says a writer in the
Cleveland Plain Dealer, the red
skins were convinced this had no
effect on white men and women be
cause of the comparatively large
amount of salt they consumed in
their diet.
I WHO’S NEWS I
THIS WEEK...
Sy Ltmutl F, Part on
N EW YORK.—American magi
cians aren’t doing so well
There are leaks, lawsuits and lam
entations. In California, there is a
drive to oust Juli-
Leak* Art en J. Proskauer,
Plaguing New York head of
Magicians the Societ y of
American Magi
cians, for spilling trade secrets. Mr.
Proskauer enters a vehement and
vigorous denial
In the New York federal court,
Horace Goldin charges that a tobac
co company has let everybody in on
his patented technique of sawing a
woman in two and therefore made
worthless the illusion out of which
he used to get $2,000 a week.
He brought the same suit for the
same amount against Victor A. Per
cy in 1923 and against a tobacco
company in 1933. There is war on
several fronts as the magicians fight
to safeguard non-illusory dollars.
“Sacrifices wealth to marry pret
ty proofreader” was a headline
when Julien J. Proskauer married
Miss Cornelia Grant in 1915. The
“wealth” was a big family printing
plant in New York city, but he didn’t
sacrifice it and is today vice presi
dent of the company.
He was elected president of the
magicians in 1935, as an amateur,
and he still keeps
Proskauer his amateur stand-
Leads Fight tag. a leader in
on Fakers the fl * ht a 8 ainst
frauds and fakers.
“We don’t want to deceive the
public; we only want to fool them.”
he said when he was elected. He
was the only amateur ever to do
Houdini’s underwater milk can es
cape. He broke a brace of ribs do
ing it, something which Messrs.
Eden, Delbos and Ribbentrop will
never do, and seems to think the
price was well paid.
A solid, stocky man of average
stature, running a big business be
hind hexagonal glasses which give
a keen glint to his eyes, Mr. Pros
kauer is apt to slip a visitor a
couple of red sponges to hold tight
in each hand and then make them
jump from one hand to the other or
disappear altogether, with the fists
tightly clenched.
Meeting the depression, he got up
"Stunts, Inc.,” rigging magical ad
vertising tricks,
Money Rolls and this year his
in From turnover is some-
“Stunts, Inc.** where around $L*
000,000. He in
stalled in the firm Dexter Sinsa-
bough, who doubles in psychology
and philosophy. Mr. Sinsabough
gives a proposed new trick the psy
chological once-over and gauges the
popular reaction with astonishing
accuracy. The money rolls in.
“Stunts, Inc.” seems to have
started the trouble. Mr. Proskauer
insisted that he has spilled nothing
but "kid tricks,” and never under
any circumstance has or would re
lease a professional secret. He
doesn’t like the word “tricks,” as
applied to real magic. He says the
illusions are rather "experiments in
magic.”
He has a passion for such illu
sions, which, he says have been
“art and not trickery,” ever since
Moses threw the canes on the
ground and turned them into ser
pents. Thai by the way, still seems
to be tops in magic.
• • •
W HAT the well-dressed Iron man
will wear: black knee pants,
green flannel shirl yellow bell and
a white arm band with a green
swastika. Such is
Iron Guard the latest fashion
Plans Coup note on the cos-
in Rumania of Corneliu
Zelea Codreanu’s
Iron Guard, which threatens to seize
Rumania.
M. Codreanu, most virulent anti-
Semite in Europe, has made a puz
zling alliance with the democrati
cally inclined Dr. Julius Maniu. He
is frank about his desire to help
clear the way for Germany’s march
to Mosul oil and the Ukraine.
"Within 48 hours of my party’s
achieving victory, Rumania will
have concluded an alliance with
Berlin and Rome,” he says.
He is thirty-seven years old. In
1924, when he was a student in
Jassy university, he shot and killed
the prefect of police who suppressed
anti-Semitic riots. He was acquit
ted, and later was tried and freed
for alleged complicity in another as
sassination.
For years he has been gunning
for the Little Entente and has pow
er enough to force a cabinet shake-
up every once in a while. There’s
nothing trivial about his hatred of
Magda Lupescu, King Carol’s
friend.
Dressed as above, with a revolver
In his bell he leads his followers on
a white horse. They ride the coun
tryside, each with a little bag of
the "sacred soil of Rumania” tucked
in his shirl fanning up the peas
ants and spoiling for a fight His
following has been mainly made up
of university students, but they say
his Iron Guard is now recruiting
some powerful adult interests which
may declare him in in a big way.
C Consolidated New* Features.
WNU Service.
A Dressing Table Skirt With Corded Shirrings
'T'HIS dressing table has a
•E curved front and hinged arms
on which to mount the skirt so
that it can be opened to permit
access to the drawer. To mount
the skirt it must first be sewed to
a band of covered buckram. Cut
the buckram in a strip 2V& inches
wide. Cover it with a straight
piece of material as shown here
at B.
Make the heading at the top of
the skirt just the depth of the
thickness of the table edge so that
it will cover the edge of the table
when the arms are closed. Use V*-
inch cable cord for the shirring.
This is sewed to a safety pin and
run through tucks stitched in the
material as shown here at C.
The top of the ruffle is also
shirred with cords. When the shir-
rings are all finished, sew the top
of the skirt to the covered buck
ram strip as shown at D and then
thumb tack it in place as at A.
Every Homemaker should have
a copy of Mrs. Spears’ new book,
SEWING. Forty-eight pages of
step-by-step directions for making
S I AROUND
if THE HOUSE
Salt and Pepper Shaker.—A
large shaker containing six parts
salt to one part pepper and kept
on the stove will save steps when
seasoning cooking foods.
• • •
Preventing Rost in Oven.—After
using the oven, leave the oven door
wide open, to allow it to cool down
thoroughly. This allows all mois
ture to escape and prevents rust.
~ •
Drying Silk Hose.—Never hang
silk hose over the radiator or next
to any hot surface.
• • •
Lining a Coat.—When lining a
coat, put the coat on Inside out.
Have the lining all ready stitched
up, and slip it over the coat. It
will fall into position»naturally.
Pin it in place, and finish in the
usual way.
• • •
Watch Your Step.—Painting the
bottom step of the cellar stairs
white makes it more conspicuous
and often helps to prevent acci
dents.
• • •
Sliding Dresser Drawers.—Rub
bing a candle stub or wax along
the sliding edges of dresser
drawers will make them move in
and out much more easily, even
when heavily loaded.
slipcovers and dressing tables f
restoring and upholstering chairs,
couches; making curtains for ev
ery type of room and purpose.
Making lampshades, rugs, otto
mans and other useful articles for
the home. Readers wishing a copy
should send name and address,
enclosing 25 cents, to Mrs. Spears,
210 South Desplaines St., Chicago,
Illinois.
Ask Me Another
0 A General Quia
1. How many bachelor Presi
dents has the United States hadT
2. What does the abbreviation
“non sec” stand for?
3. How does a twelve-year-old
dog correspond to age in a human
being?
4. What is wind?
5. Who was the Greek cynic phi
losopher who ll^ed in a tub?
6. What is the procedure when
a bank certifies a check?
7. What was the last federal
territory to be admitted into the
Union as a state?
Answers
1. Two—James Buchanan and
Grover Cleveland, but Cleveland
was married while he was in the
Presidential office.
2. Non sequitur (it does not foL
low).
3. A dog twelve years old is aa
old as a man at eighty-four.
4. Air naturally and horizontally
in motion with a certain degree
of velocity.
5. Diogenes.
6. It withdraws the amount of
the check from the drawer’s ac
count, and holds it for the purpose
of paying the check which II
guarantees. _
7. Arizona.
What a difference good bowel
habits can make! To keep food
wastes soft and moving, many
doctors recommend Nujol.
INSIST ON GENUINE NUJOL
Ow-WT.
LIFE’S LIKE THAT By Fred Neher
“That feels better ... bat it's still a little snog.'*