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Thursday, February 18,1932 McCOKMlCK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, SOUTH CAROLINA PAGE NUMBER THR1 £^3 KATHARINf NINTH INSTALMENT BUftT © KMI CftOWtU. PUSUSMIM& COMMMY Pnash from a French convent, Jocelyn Harlowe returns to New York to her socially-elect mother, a reUfi9jt£ ambitious .woman. The girl is hurried into an engagement with the wealthy Felix Kent. Her father, Nick Sandal, starreptiously enters the girl’s heme one night. He tells her he used to call her Lynda Sandal. The girl is torn by her desire to see life in the raw and to become part of her mo ther’s society. Her father studies her surroundings. Lynda visits her father in his dingy quarters. She finds four men S laying cards when she arrives. ne of them, Jock Ayleward, her father tells her, is like a son to him, but warns the girl he is a trifler. Lynda pays a second visit to her father and Jock takes her home, on the way stopping with her at an underworld cabaret. Jock gets into a fight with a gangster who insists on dancing with Lynda. He then takes Lynda home. Later she mentions Felix’s name to Jock and Ayleward’s ^face white, a pallor that showed blue about his lips. “Get me the police station quick- Kent was now at t^ie safe and his face was pinched as he began to pull out the contents of the metal drawers. Miss Deal said timidly, “By the by, Mr. Kent, Mrs. Harlowe’s been ringing and ringing to ask for you.” “Mrs. Harlowe?” snapped Kent. “If she rings again put her off until I’m through with this. Just tell her I’m on my way from Washington and that you’ll put me in touch with her as soon as I get in. It’s some idiotic woman business about the wed—” He stopped in the middle of that word. Miss Deal turned her pince nez upon him and all the blood in her body rushed up into her square face. “Oh, great heaven, what’s gone?” “Oh, Mrs. Harlowe, how dreadful that sounds . . . Oh, I am so sorry. Yes indeed I will.” Five minutes later, having in the interval walked distractedly up and down the room, $he wrote down on a pad: “Urgent. Miss Jocelyn Har lowe was not in her bedroom this morning. After repeated summons es the door was forced. She had gone to bed early. None of her outer clothes seemed to be missing. There was no message or note of any kind and no explanation has yet been discovered of her absence. She seems to have completely disap peared. No one saw her leave the building.” This message Miss Becky, crying and blowing her nose, placed in an envelope and sealed. She labeled it, displays his demoniac hatred of the millionaire. ' jock tens Lynda that Felix caus ed him to be sent to jail unjustly by fixing up his report on a mine. Lynda says she doesn’t believe his story. She pays another visit to her father and goes to a cabaret his questions. Between his brows with him and .dances with Jock, who suddenly stops and tells her he is going to take her right home. He had seen Felix dancing with ' an other woman. Nick discovers Jock making love to Lynda when he returns home For Mr. Kent. Urgent. Personal. Kent had stood up. He was chalk | Private” and propped it conspicu ously on his desk. The room where Lynda Sandal sat waiting for the arrival of Joce lyn Harlowe’s fiance was neither comfortable nor luxurious. It was on the contrary incredibly grimy, dingy, depressing and suggestive of down-trodden guilty and hunted lives. Three men were in attend ance upon her. They ringed her A minute later Felix, seated at his desk, was stabbing space with a deep straight line looked like a scar. He identified himself to the voice at the other end of the tele phone and then went on, “You’ve like a wolf pack, they snapped and got the man my night watchman Immediately after the others get caught in my inner office early, this uiere and reviles him for bemg a morning. Has he been searched? convict. _ .Returning home Jocelyn finds her mother -handling .some immensely valuable jewels, hidden behind her prie dieu. Felix tells Jocelyn that Jock is a worthless scamp. Later Lynda tells Jock she does not believe in his in- nocencc but will try and find, through Felix, some letters Jock claims will clear his name. Marcella finds her jewels stolen and hires a private detective, who uncovers the mysterious prowlings of Lynda, without knowing who she is. Lynda suspects her father. Jocelyn decides to marry Felix quickly and preparations are made for the wedding. She asks him to tell her the combination of his safe, as a mark of his confidence in her. Armed with the combination and accompanied by Jock, Lynda enters Felix’s office at night, abstracts the wanted papers from the safe and throws them down to Jock, who is waiting below. Then she is captur ed by the janitor and turned over to the police. Felix learns the next morning, in Washington, that a “bov” had broken into his safe. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Yes, sir. I know how you must feel. When I heard it, it went right through me like a bullet. About one o’clock, or a little earlier, Rory thought he heard a movement, on our floor and let himself into the outer office . There he saw a light moving close to the inner thres hold. He caught a young boy in the act of climbing in at the win dow. “Rory struck him over the head with his stick. He thinks he got him in good time. Nothing seems to be disturbed. The safe is quite as usual. All the papers on your desk and iilside it are intact. I do be lieve, Mr. Kent, that no harm’s been done. But I’m just kind of scared. I wish you were here to go over your papers in that safe. And, though Rory is almost sure he was climbing in of course he might have been climbing out. No, sir. They didn’t find anything on him. They’re holding him at the sta tion. You’ll be back befdre noon”? “I’d have to make it by airplane to do that. Miss’ Becky.” “Well, perhaps it isn’t that im portant but I do feel kind of scar ed.” Kent, without troubling himself to reassure her fears, hung up and pondered the exasperating news. If the thief had taken something from that safe ... a thousand hid eous betrayals darted through his tuncy, whitening his lips, pulling down lines beside the grim mouth- corners. He saw wolf faces, hyena .'aces. He stood up. He’d take to the air. No use putting himself to the strain of these imaginary disasters. At precisely noon, Charles having b?en warned by wire to meet him at the landing field, Felix present ed himself in his office. Miss Becky was glad to see him. Yes, I’ll hold the wire.” While he waited, Kent moved the fingers of his left hand in and out like a tiger’s claws. “Nothing, eh? But I tell you he did get some papers. Yes, they’re missing. Important papers . . . An accomplice at the foot of the fire snarled and circled and squatted, wearing her out so that she might drop down unprotestingly to suffer the fleshing of their fangs. Since morning of that April day which was only so short a tale of hours before her wedding hour, she had sat on a hard chair gripping its edge with both her hands, turning her white face from this tormentor to that, listening to threats that - V' ' ♦ • 1 m 1# -i f :■{ 2d , “Let me alone with her for a moment, before,” Felix told the policeman. I think I’ve seen the girl escape? Jove! whereabouts . . I Get his name, his made her blood attack then leap . Well, get ’em. Find away from her scared heart. out. Can’t speak? you make the boy She still wore Nick’s shabby suit but her collar had been tom open The officer at the other end de- | under Rory’s grasp. Her tie was murred at some length. j lost, her hat had been taken from Said Felix presently, interrupting, 1 her and above the crumpled male “A woman? What difference does attire her fine feminine throat and that make? Oh, heck with such head gave an effect of startling hysterical slush. She’ll speak all the delicacy. There was no particle quicker if you turn on the works, of her vivid coloring in this trapped I’ll take the responsibility. All of face but the tilted eyes flared, it. I tell you,” his voice lifted to a angry and golden, and the lips still shrill whining note, “you’ve got to went tight when she closed them get back those papers for me or at the end of each reiterated reply. I’ll make your place down there so . ‘*1 won’t tell you anything.” Jock hot for you that you’ll wish you’d must be given his chance, her will put your young lady on a gridiron doggedly repeated. This until, after to save your own skins.” some outside message, her arm had Except for an uncertain sort of ! been savagely twisted and she had mumble there was no further pro- turned faint. Then, “I won’t speak test from the other speaker. Felix to anyone but Felix Kent,” she had sat, his hand picking cruelly at a conceded. blotter, his face ugly as though it watched torment. He bent forward again. “Wants to speak to me? Won’t speak to anyone else?” He sat thinking. ‘‘All right. Keep her squirming till I get there. Trust me to make 4ier come clean.” Miss Becky asked no question as her Great Chief turned to the door. A moment later the ’phone rang shrilly. “Oh, Mrs. Harlowe, I am so sorry. He was here but he’s just gone out. I did tell him and he just hadn’t a second to get around to calling. He was brought back on very urgent business and, as it’s turned out the matter is even more I’ll take She repeated to him the disorgan i/ed details of her information. One serious than we feared, that she added caught Kent’s oreath. •‘But Michael does say that for a n instant he kind of thought may be the boy threw something down to the court before he knocked him out/' . 2 “Why do you keep on torturing me now” she wailed when this message and one of the men’s de parture and return with the news that Kent was on his way, had brought no surcease to the rain Df furious question and threat. She had begun to weep. A voice in the rbom beyond her torture chamber put a question sharply and Jocelyn opened hei strange and lovely eyes wide. That was Felix Kent. For the first time they were about to meet. She forgot her attendant inquisi tors. She sat up straight, command ing the cruel bewildered throbbing of her head, and as the door opened she rose slowly to her feet. Felix Kent, staring down at her, This is hardly a police matter. I’ll explain. Just let me have her for an instant,” his even voice cracked under the force his will had put upon it but smoothed itself immed iately, “and I think I can find out all I want to know.” The men, curious, grimly amused and cynical, went willingly away. The greasy door was closed. Felix waited. He moved close to Jocelyn, caught her wrists in his two hands and drew them up to his breast, pulling her near to him in a ges ture that was passionately posses sive, furious, masterful. “Now,” he said between his teeth, “if you haven’t gone mad since I left you yesterday—at your own re quest, as I seem to remember—or if I have not myself lost the use of my wits, you will please explain this preposterous joke ... for which I irpagine, you’ve been already suf ficiently punished by orders of my own. And you will please return the papers you took from my safe. I see now why you coaxed that combination out of me. At least I begin to see why. Say it over to me now.” She found herself whispering, “ThreeLeight. Three turns to the left. Eight-five-two. Two turns to the right. One-one-seven. Six turns right. Then turn left.” “Right. Now tell me why you took those papers and what you’ve done with them. And the whole purpose and reason—if there, can be one—for this disgusting mas querade.” He held her away from him and looked her from head to foot with a contempt that scorch ed. “You’ll do me a penance for this,” he told her. Then he went over and sat down on the chair of her long torment and, forcing her to her knees there on the floor be fore him, he held her between his own knees. The young strong body in his grasp straightened and tight ened proudly. “Let me go, Felix,” said Lynda Sandal. Her voice was resonant. “I’m not a child. Nor any property of yours. I’ll not be held like this, bullied and threatened.” (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.) iXt MARY MARSHALL Strictly speaking, it isn’t a collar. 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Irving Jaffee, another New Yorker, won the 5,000-metcr event also on the opening day of the contests at Lake Placid. were extensively used, remember that now is the time to bring them forth, because the best dress-mak ers are making use of the finer sorts of lace this season. The revers may be made by com bining bands of organdie and a good imitation lace, or, to wear on a tailored or sports type of dress, of white silk pique. A very decided advantage of this type of neck trimming is that it is so easily washed and ironed and and just as easily put back into po sition again. Another advantage is that the lingerie does not extend to the back of thp neck, where it for the year in this 4-H Club en terprise; each dairy calf club mem ber netted $43.83 above the cost of production; poultry club members averaged $13 31 each; grain sorg hum club members, $30.19 each; corn club members, $13.13 each; soybean club members, $35.57 each; potato club members, $6.97 each; you may use revers made entirely sweet potato club members, $15.23 might be soiled or mussed when of insertion mitered at the corners,! com i n S i n contact with the coat with slightly fulled edging on the co ^ ar - two exposed sides. You may, :.f you like, combine Irish and Valen ciennes insertion, and if you have your message . . . Yes indeed, Mrs. turned scarlet and his eyes chang- Harlowe, I’ll keep it perfectly quiet, ed. He drew in his breath, put up I’ll tell it only to Mr. Kent himself one hand, let it fall and mastered privately at the earliest possible his face. He turned to the men. moment.” | “Here, let me alone with her a She listened, her ‘ face was all moment. I think I’ve seen the girl aghast. before. There’s more in this . . . [Mn HEM bits of any sort of real lace stow ed away from the time when laces In spite of low farm prices, the average 4-H Club member complet ing his club enterprises for 1931 will tiave made a satisfactory income while learning approved farm and home practices. That this is true is shown by the annpal report of T. T. Martin, Missouri state club agent. Mr. Mar tin reported a total club enrollment of 14,426 boys and girls, an increase of 1,866 over the previous year. On j December 1, 1931, 1-H Club mem bers in that state owned club pro jects or property having a total value of $115,731.29, which had been produced by them at a cost of $77,640.89, showing a profit of $38,- 090.40. Baby beef club members in the state made an average income ol $18.18 each; each pig club member had $22.41 to show for the time and effort spent on the project; each sheep club member averaged $12.12 each; tomato club members, $12.41 each; cantaloupe club members, $9.48 each; bee club members, $11.37 each on the project during the year. In addition to the above club achievements, there were 3,434 girls who made 16,219 articles of clothing or houshold furnishings^ having a total value of $12,863.92; 306 girls who preserved 20,704 quarts of fruits, vegetables, jellies Snd preserves; 220 girls who com pleted practical home manage ment projects, and 3,267 boys and girls who acquired approved health habits. Four-H Club members and their leaders have faith in the future of agriculture and are planning to “carry on” to new records of ach ievement in 1932. txz Famous English Novelist Ruby Ayres has become one of the greatest writers of the present day, her vigorous style .and intriguing plots making any bookx>y her a best seller on the day of pt&lication. f / \ & Hf&Ji r