Cleveland courier. (Cleveland, White County, Ga.) 1896-1975, September 27, 1935, Image 2

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Newspaper Page TextYouthful Detail on This House Frock Instead of spending an hour at the Beauty Parlor next time you feel the need of rejuvenation, try pattern 9373 and an hour at the sewing ma¬ chine 1—the results will be much more lasting because you’ll always look young when you slip into this practical little frock with its fem¬ inine, flattering details. Scallops agree with everyone, and when ac¬ cented with bright buttons they’re more than agreeable. See the sketch herewith and you’ll realize why we say “spend an hour at the machine 1” Make it of gay printed cotton and, if you like—bind each scallop with bias tape for a gay mofning frock— choose solid color shantung if you would have if for a run-about. Pattern 9373 may be ordered only in sizes 14, 1C, 18, 20, 32, 34, 36, 38, 40 and 42. Size 16 requires 2% yards 36 inch fabric. Complete, dia¬ grammed sew chart included. SEND FIFTEEN CENTS in coins or stamps (coins preferred) for this pattern. Be sure to write plainly your NAME, ADDRESS, the STYLE NUMBER and SIZE. Send your order to The Sewing Circle Pattern Department, 232 West Eighteenth St., New York, N. Y. SMILES & ABOUT COMPLETE “S© are building a new house, eh? Flow are you" getting along with it?” “Fine. I’ve got the roof and the mortgage on it. and 1 expect to have the furnace and the sheriff in before fall.”—Wall Street Journal. A Good Suggestion The young bore at the party, who was doing his share of the enter¬ taining, had already exceeded the time limit. . “Now, continuing my Imitations,” he said, “I can mimic any bird. Will somebody name a bird, please?” “A homing pigeon,” suggested one of the company. An Uplifting Answer Teacher—Upward, what’s raised in countries that have wet climates? Student—Umbrellas!—Washington Post. Speedy Prisoner—Everything I do, I do fast. Magistrate—Better do 14 days; sea -how fast you can do that 0% Q . W3“; 6"" f - ﬁw/./a\ fir kit'Q/ﬁ I UJATCH THE CURVES RICHARD HOFFMANN Copyright by Richard Hoffmann WNU Service SYNOPSIS Following his father’s bitter criti¬ cism of his idle life, and the with¬ drawal of financial assistance, Hal Ire¬ land, only son of a wealthy banker, finds himself practically, without funds but with the promise of a situation In San Francisco, which city he must reach, from New York, within a defi¬ nite time limit. He takes passage with a cross-country auto party on a "share expense" basis. With five other mem¬ bers of the party, an attractive girl, Barry Trafford; middle-aged Giles Kerrigan; Sister Anastasia, a nun: and an Individual whom he Instinctively dislikes, Martin Crack, he starts His journey. Barry's reticence annoys him. To Kerrigan he takes at once, but he Is unable to shake off a feeling of un¬ easiness. He distrusts Crack, although finding his intimacy with Kerrigan ripening, and he makes a little prog¬ ress with Barry. CHAPTER II—Continued — 6 — “Then I wasn't wrong. We can start all over again.” “All over,” she said. Her shower stopped and Hal's came more strong¬ ly. Then she made a squeak of horror. “What now? Bed-jacket wet?" “No, but I’ve got a chill and no towel. Gosh! What would Lubitsch do?" "Keep the chill,"‘said Hal, “you’ll need It. I’ll toss you a towel over the top.” He reached the harsh, gray towel Kerrigan had got for him and swung an end of It into her compartment. “Got it?” “Oh, thanks,” she said, “a lot.” “You’ll remember this and not be boompsish with me tomorrow?” “Yes. No. I mean I won't be what¬ I was.” ~ ever you said. I’m sorry “Don’t be,” said Hal. “All right, I won’t.” Then, .In a mo¬ ment, her soft voice said, “I’m going now. Good night. Thanks for a lovely shower.” “Hey, my towel,” said Hal. * “You want It back?” she. said, mild¬ ly Incredulous. “Oh, goodness, yes.” “But—” she paused and Hal waited moment. " a “It’s my towel. Isn’t It?” he said without sympathy. The end of the towel flopped Into Bight. “It’s wet,” she said; “Good night.” “Good night, Barry,” he said. He stopped his shower and took the towel. It was damp, faintly, fragrant, as he brought it near. He hesitated: Why was it wrong to use It? The spar¬ kling of his gray eyes went faintly sober; and, folding the towel, he stcffed It Into the pocket of his slick¬ er.' Suddenly Barry’s voice came cas¬ ually over the top of the partition again. "What’s your .first name7” "Oh, hello,” he said as If she’d caught him at something. '“Hal. Henry. Hal. Why? No, r didn’t‘mean that.” “Didn’t mean what?” . ... “The ‘why.’” “Night,” she said. “Pleasant dree ums.” “Same to you, uh—Garbo.” He heard her door close and latch. Slicking the loose water from his skin with his hands, the impulse to chuckle kept nudging comfortably at his stom¬ ach. And we shall meet again, J trust. CHAPTER III Wednesday The morning light looked washed, the air carried the semblance of refresh¬ ment from the night, and the' rich smell of the exhaust seemed hopeful as they started off, aiming for break- : fast at some near town. Miller seemed to think nothing had changed since yesterday for, after he had lashed the luggage under the tarpaulin behind, he climbed Into the driver’s place. “Not today,” Hal said to him. “Better try your Invention, In back.” They hadn’t gone a mile down the road be¬ fore Mrs. Pulsifer hurled the debris of her eye-opening orange »t her raised window. “Shouldn’t do that,” said Pulsipher. “Dangerous.” “Oh, dangerous pussycats!" - she snapped at him. Hal looked over at Kerrigan whose eyes were smiling as he peeled a peach with a large knife. The knife caught Hal’s eye; the single, tapered, four-inch blade was set to a handle of natural stag-horn, also tapered, with a ring at the thick end. “Nice knife,” he said, . “French,” said Kerrigan, regarding It. "Laborers use ’em to cut their bread at lunch and each other Satur¬ day nights.” “Is that what you’ll use-'to—when you round out your, Collection?” Kerrigan gave an Innocent, generous smile. “Might,” he said. He finished bis neat peeling of the peach and held It over the wheel where Hal could see it "Manage that?” “Oh, thanks,” said Hal, and took it. Th« car, with Its age, ailments, and CLEVELAND COURIER unnatural load, was cranky, and Hal guessed It flilglit be a good thing that the driver’s rear-vision mirror didn’t give- him Barry’s face to look at In¬ stead It showed Sister Anastasia’s, tranquil and Immaculate, below the oblong of the back window. And when Ha! glanced up, out of an habitual alertness for motorcycle police, he Saw the nun’s head occasionally turned toward Barry, her Ups moving, her expression one of comfort, of trust, of Intimacy almost. He strained his ears for a hint of what they might be Unintelligible talking about, but their murmurs were among the dry and la¬ bored songs of the car’s antiquity. Hal remembered yesterday’s sense of pottent, of-the shadow of something Im¬ pending—like a presence with them. It had been odd, almost-vlvid, and he had been‘half waiting for It to come again. If it came, and he could see Sister Anastasia look like that—her serenity made deep, limpid, cool round the traces of an unforgotten sadness near her eye.s—the feeling wouldn’t make him uneasy again. And it might not come. Purged of his own con¬ fusion of spirit, with Miller’s out¬ rageousness on the road and his sleepy thievery disarmed, the atmosphere was healthier. There were possibili¬ ties to look to: Barry, with her first defenses relinquished; he and Kerri-' gan running their own expedition from Detroit after today and— He must get Kerrigan at lunch time and decide what was best to do about Miller in Detroit: turn him off loose, try to get him blacklisted with the agencies, If they bothered with blacklists, or let the police have a go at him. The man oughtn’t to be at large, and yet It might. . . . “Say,” came Crack’s Indolent, con¬ federate murmur close to Hal’s ear: "thought any ’bout what you’ll do to this bird Miller?” • •••••• Hal snatched a bite of breakfast and, to save time, went off to have the car sustained with water, gas, and oil while the others either joined or watched the Pulsiphers celebrate the earnest ritual of eating. 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" ‘KYW “\«axlﬂxail M4444 ‘4“ I .4 Link?» 4 4- ‘21:?" 9 ' “Must You Be So Solemn?” He Said. their advance of the night before, tvhen he came back to the breakfast place, she gave him her polite recog¬ nition and would have turned away If he hadn’t held her eyes with the steady, curious twinkling of his. She raised her eyebrows—simple, cleanly traced, barely curved—and prompted him. “What?” “Must you be so solemn?” he said. “You look as if you couldn't remember whether you’d turned off the gas at home.” She smiled without especial Joy. “The morning’s always solemn,” she said. “Everything’s so clear.” “How everything?” “Oh, strength,” she said, “and fear and things like that. In the morning you know It’s silly to be afraid of the dark, but you know that when the dark comes you’ll be afraid again.” “Are you afraid of the dark?” She shook her head a little. “Not In the morning,” she said. “Kerrigan wants a paper. If I find a place open, do you want one?” Not a personal favor. Hal bowed, with a smile as politely reticent as hers. “Love it,” he said. She left him, and Hal rummaged In the car for a tire gauge. Then Miller came out, blinking in the sun. “Got a tire gauge?” Hal said. "Sure,” said Miller. “Throw It on all round and see what we’ve got, will you?” Mrs. Pulsipher came through the door then, fotlowed by Sister Anastasia and Crack. Miller half turned his grin toward them, and said with his air of sleepy cleverness: “You’re drlvin’, Whyn’t you do it?” Hal looked up smartly: at once Miller’s bleary grin was less certain of Itself. Was the man possessed of some animal loathsomeness that could affect others? Hal couldn’t think there was enough energy of spirit for that behind the glazed eyes. He command¬ ed Miller's flimsy effrontery with his eyes, conscious that the golf ball in Crack’s lazy hand had stopped Jog¬ gling, as If sharing its master’s curi¬ osity to see what Hal would do. “Check the tires,” said Hal quietly. As he watched Miller go for the gauge, Hal’s hands hnng clear of his body, carefully, as If he had been handling sewage. So this day too was started with something wrong, something almost stealthy In It—something besides the In¬ firmities of the car and the heat that grew to a slow embrace of everything In the hazy, still landscape. To get to De¬ troit quickly, to be quit of Miller and the car—that was the focus for ur¬ gency. Miller might, under his un¬ washed stupor, possess some faculty for making Hal discontented with his own skin. At least there was no point In trying to tell what made It till this man was dropped. The engine was little by little mak¬ ing up Its mind to quit, discouraged by the brevity of easier gradients and cowed by a team of three big busses that charged down—a fierce happiness In their flapping tarpaulins—from the Alleghany summits. “This is bad enough,” said Kerrigan. “But think of hopping the Atlantic. Listening for the horses to cool off every second for thirty hours would harden all my arteries, give me a mil¬ lion dollars’ worth of persecution com¬ plex.” And over his shoulder he asked Miller, "What’s the matter with this studio-number of yours, Robin Hood?” “Little warm,” said Miller, like a doped horse-trader. “How far do you reckon it to Detroit?” There was a sort of lazy triumph in Crack’s saying, as If he had a map and a speedometer in his lap: “Be¬ tween three and three fifty. ’At’ll make It a long trip for today.” “We’re going to do It,” said Hal, “If we have to trade this barge for bicy¬ cles.” After a long, laborious time, the car churned out a last flat sneeze, and a solid sign by the road proclaimed a summit, with statistics to prove it. There was no higher land visible ahead. And a can and half of water sent the car off to the less rigor¬ ous dips and climbs of the Mississippi Divide like an old dog remembering the smell of spring. It rained as they dipped down the last rolling land of Pennsylvania to the straight roads of Ohio. For two miles a short passenger train hurried darkly along the straight track that converged upon the straight road, Kerrigan mus¬ ing on it, Hal glancing at him and at it with a pleasant sense of Intimacy deepening between them. Then the locomotive cried exasperation at the crossing. “Train cornin’,” Pulsipher murmured. Miller chuckled. “I seen that quite a ways back,” he said. And for another two miles It raced away on Its divergent course, white bursts from the whistle followed by its faint screams for crossings—hurrying urgently under Its blackened breath as If It had the whole country to cross before night Then they came to Akron, a spread ■ of buildings that grew Irregularly higher toward a nubbin of the tallest. In the modern style. Mrs. Pulsipher knew it was Akron by the smell of rubber. The city had lunch places, and that was important. It was near three o’clock. Miller frankly distrusted the “Tea Shoppe” that had caught Mrs. Pulsi¬ pher’s bright and hungry eye, and he wouldn’t go In. But the lady made It hard for the others—impossible for John—not to follow her. The dog had dragged Barry down the street on a good scent, and Hal and Kerrigan let the others fill one table, avoiding the solicitation of Crack’s lazily hopeful look. “You and the princess aren’t still walking round each other stiff-legged, are you?” said Kerrigan. “Wouldn’t be sure,” said Hal, watch¬ ing the friendly, brown eyes quizzical¬ ly. “Why?” “Oh, I haven’t got any Kreuger blood In me,” said Keurigan quickly. “I Just wondered If we could begin having a happy time—the three of us—or wheth¬ er I had to be a referee.” “I think she’s a grand girl,” said Hal, calmly. “You’ll forgive my ask¬ ing what Kreuger blood’s got to do with it.” “Kreuger made matches once along with a Mr. Toll,” said Kerrigan. Hal laughed and started to say some¬ thing, but then Barry came in to them. Her unstudied smile of pleasure at having been waited-for barely Included Hal In its beginning, and the end of It, with a leisured drooping of the eye¬ lids, was all for Kerrigan. And that piqued Hal smartly, even while he pre¬ tended to chuckle to himself. I know a weakness In you, beauti¬ ful. and I’m still going to use It. But he found himself watching her carefully, alertly, as If he might miss something pleasant. “First,” said Kerrigan, when they’d sat down, “we ought to agree to be sociable.” Barry glanced up from her menu In innocent Inquiry. “I thought we were,” she said: “aren’t we?” “All right, we are,” said Kerrigan. “You admit it. Then let us bare our hearts to each other, even as—’’ “Oh, let’s order something before that,” Barry said. “The body, you know.” “Yes,” said Kerrigan, on a sigh, “I know the body, te my sorrow. What Is yours having?” Hal suspected Barry of putting Ker¬ rigan off In whatever he had been about to suggest; but when the wait¬ ress shuffled away, she said to Kerrl gln: “Is it painless—your heart Idea?” “To us who are pure there—yes,” Kerrigan said. “Here’s what I thought —Just for an awfully good romp. Each of us gives a short biography of him-, or her-, self, you see—like the subur¬ ban obituaries in the city paper—” "Jolly,” said Hal. (TO BE CONTINUED) "QUOTES" COMMENTS ON CURRENT TOPICS BY NATIONAL CHARACTERS WORLD WAR FEARS By VISCOUNT SNOWDEN British Statesman. "\TUSSOLINrS aim and atnbi IVl. tion will not stop short with the conquest of Ethiopia. If he is successful in this enterprise, his next move will be to absorb Austria. That attempt will bring Germany into the war and as European nations are now bound together with numerable pacts and treaties a general European war would be inevitable. All these terrible consequences are Involved in the Italo-Ethiopian ques¬ tion. If this war cannot be averted— and one sees very little hope of It— another world war will result and that will end human civilization. There is just a faint chance of pre¬ venting these consequences. It Is that the great powers, with the Invaluable help of America, will muster the cour¬ age to take a firm line with Mussolini and show him the whole moral force of the world is against him. The unit¬ ed military power of the rest of the world will also be against him. PROGRESSIVE SUPPORT By PETER NORBECK Senator From South Dakota. f | V HE New Deal is full of mis X takes, but the Old Deal is no substitute. The old gold standard cannot be revived without increasing our indebtedness about 40 per cent. Government relief must not be aban¬ doned ; it must be handled better. The Bank Guaranty law bannot be de¬ serted because it failed in South Da¬ kota, but it must be changed to provide a more sound plan. The Republican party must offer something more than criticism of Roosevelt and the scare about losing the Constitution. Above all, they can¬ not win without inviting the Progres¬ sives into the party and giving them a voice in party affairs, for otherwise other northwestern states will join the third party movement already con¬ trolling Minnesota and Wisconsin—the states whose votes are needed in the electoral college. FEDERAL HOUSING By JAMES A. MOFFETT Administrator. O OINCE the work began we have already expended $250,000,000 in building insurance, and the activity has resulted in not less than $600,000,000 in construction work which is not part of the government program. In one year the work has grown from nothing into one of the biggest cor¬ porations in the United States. The fact that what we have already done toward nation-wide construction is only a beginning, makes ns feel very happy. Our work now represents 500, 000 individual buildings and 5,000 in¬ dustries in 8,000 communities. This Work is not an emergency one, but I am confident it will continue. England started the same thing in 1919. It has resulted In the construction alone of 2,500,000 homes, and this is as much responsible for the prosperity of Eng ’and today as any other factor. BUDGET-BALANCING By DR. BENJAMIN M. ANDERSON, JR Nationally Known Economist. TTIRTUALLY everything in fi V nance became unwholesome under the impetus of the gigantic expansion of bank credit from 1922 to 1929, hut the remedy for tills sort of thing does not lie in confiscatory taxes on large incomes and large inheri¬ tances, but rather in sound Federal Reserve bank policy. Financial measures to balance the budget are, of course, very much need¬ ed, but the greatest of these must be retrenchment in expenditure. Bart of the program for balancing the budget will of course be additional taxation. The pending legislation can hardly be described as a measure for balancing the budget or for revenue purposes. Its primary purpose is avowedly not revenue, but changing the distribution of wealth. STUDYING CRIME By HERBERT II. LEHMANN Governor of New York. r | 'HE apprehension and convic A tion of criminals, while of course of outstanding importance, is only one part of the crime uroblem. Juvenile delinquency, education, pro¬ bation, the law enforcement agencies, Criminal procedure in our courts, ex¬ tradition, penal statutes, prison admin¬ istration, parole and rehabilitation—all are closely inter related and must be taken into careful consideration in any comprehensive study of crime. I believe that a public conference devoted to the discussion and consid¬ eration of the many difficult problems relating to crime and the criminal would be of great constructive value. PRICE FIXING By WILLIAM E. BORAH U. S. Senator From Idaho. 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