Battle Creek Enquirer from Battle Creek, Michigan • Page 12

12 BATTLE CREEK, TUESDAY, JULY 14, 19S8 THE ENQUIRER AND EVENING NEWS OUT OUR WAY BY WILLiAMb The News Parade in Pictures vWv rxv, "KwsmgsgsnpBW" 7 NOW, SO THER YES WAIT OH- AH'LL BE HaPPV WON'T BE NO MIS- GC WELL. ALU DEV DAY. WHILE om uh ise pltchim' tons 03 'h' short stkaw git yes, hay, ca2e ah Rides, that is, it go got mo chance ST "1 rOES TH' COvBOYIN'-l I i OKI, OB R1DIM' OM A PONY jJx- AfJ' TH" OTHERS 7 VV FAR-AWAY" TTTr glg PITCH HAV. VSX-J I il HEROES ARE MADE NOT BORN Led by President Roosevelt, state and federal officials started a stream of traffic across New York's PWA-financed tri-borough bridge as the $64,000,000 structure was opened to the public. At left, the president is shown as he dedicated the span as a symbol of changing human needs which call for "an up-to-date government in place of antiquated government." (Associted Press photos) Everett Sanders, 54, who was secretary to President Coohdge, and chairman of the republican national committee from 1932 to 1934, is shown with the former Hilca Ann Sims, 40, arter their marriage at St.

Paul's rectory in Washington, D. C. The Indiana political leader met his bride, a nurse, when he was a patient in the Georgetown hospital three years ago. (Associated Pres photo) a gripping mystery serial Aj was not much light, but they could see plainly enough. Henry Bassington-ffrench was lying sprawled out across his desk.

There was a bullet wound plainly visible in his temple, and a revolver lay on the floor where it had dropped from his hand. "He's shot himself," said Frankie. "How ghastly "Stand back a little," said Roger. "I'm going to break the window." He wrapped his hand in his coat and struck the pane of glass a heavy blow that shattered it. Roger picked out the pieces carefully, then he and Frankie stepped into the room.

As they did so, Mrs. Bassington-ffrench and Dr. Nicholson came hurrying along the terrace. "Here's the doctor," said Sylvia. He's just come.

Has has anything happened to Henry?" Then she saw the sprawling figure and uttered a cry. Roger stepped quickly out again through the window, and Dr. Nicholson thrust Sylvia into his arms. "'Take her away," he said briefly. "Look after her.

Give her some brandy if she'll take it. Don't let her see more than you can help." He himself stepped through the window and joined Frankie. He shook his head slowly. "This is a tragic business," he said. "Poor fellow.

So he felt he couldn't face the music. Too bad. Too bad." "Nothing to be done. Death must i i i Jr "Yes. You know, it includes me ta believe that, evidence or no evidence, you may be right about him after all What's that?" They both sprang up.

"It sounded like a shot," said Frankie. "From the house." They looked at each other, then raced towards the building. They v.ent in by the French window of the drawing-room and passed through intc the hall. Sylvia Bassington-ffrench was standing there, her face white as paper. "Did you hear?" she said.

"It was a shot from Henry's study." She swayed, and Roger put an arm around her to steady her. Frankie went to the study door snd turned the handle. "It's locked," she said. "The window," said Roger. He deposited Sylvia, who was in a half-fainting condition, on a convenient settee and raced out again through the drawing room, Frankie on his heels.

They went round the house till they came to the study window. It "was closed, but they put their faces close to the glass and peered in. The sun was setting and there CHAPTER XXXI Roger looked at Frenkie. "This is a bit awkward." he aid. 'Very awkward inde "Once Sylvia has made her hind up she can be obstinate as the devil." "What are we going to do?" They sat down agtin on the garden seat and went into the matter carefully.

Roger agreed with Frankie that to toll the whole story Sylvia would be a mistake. The best plan, in his opinion, would be to tackle the Doctor. "But what are you going to say exactly." "I don't know that I shall say much but I shall hint a good deal. At any rate, I agree with you about one thing. Henry mustn't go to the Grange.

Even if we come right out in the open, we've got to stop that." We give the whole show away if we do," Frankie reminded him. "I know. That's why we've got to try everything else first. Curse Sylvia, why must she turn obstinate just at this minute?" "It shows the power of the man," Frankie said. To build the Red Sox i 'lie a pennant contender, Tom YawKey, Bos- spent $3,500,000.

J3ut there still was some-he and his wife, She former Elise Sparrow, ton multi-millionaire, has thing: needed at home, so adopted a 9-week-old bab; girl from the fsmed Cradle, at Evanston, 111. Mrs. Yawkey is shov- above in court in Chicago, signing the adoption papers, with Judf Edward Jarecki left, and Attorney Ralph have been instantaneous. I wonder E. Batten, representing th eplacing home.

The newest of Yawkey's be named Julia Aju6tin Yawkey. "million-dollar babies" will The Song ot Love is the favorite aria of Diva Lily Pons and Bandmaster Andre Kostelanetz, insist intimates of the Broadway musical stars. So perhaps, this-arms-about-each-other pose is more than just professional informality. They've also been seen together often at those intimate rendezvous frequented by romantic New York couples. This little girl is amused at the older generation, which is always talking about the weather, but is too dignified to do anything about it.

For her, a hot time in the old town is just a barrel, of fun. She just buys her puppy and herself a cone, gets a water hose, hies to a good old rain barrel, and lets the sun do its worst. if he wrote something first. They usually do." Frankie advanced till she stood beside them. A piece of paper with a few scrawled words on it, evidently freshly written, lay at Bas-sington-ffrench's elbow.

Their purport was clear enough: "I feel this is the best way out," Henry Bassington-ffrench had written. "This fatal habit has taken too great a hold on me for me to fight it now. Want to do the best I can for Sylvia Sylvia and Tommy. God bless you both, my dears. Forgive me." Frankie felt a lump rise in her throat.

"We mustn't touch anything," said Dr. Nicholson. "There will have to be an inquest, of course. We must ring up the police." In obedience to his gesture Frankie went toward the door. Then she stopped.

"The key's not in" the lock," she said. "No? Perhaps it's in his pocket." He knelt down, investigating delicately. From the dead man's coat pocket he drew out a key. He tried it in the lock and it fitted. Together they passed out into the hall.

Dr. Nicholson went straight to the telephone. Frankie, her knees shaking under her, felt suddenly sick. Frankie rang up Bobby about an hour later. 'Is that Hawkins? Hullo Bobby have you heard what has happened? You have? Quick, we must meet somewhere.

Early tomorrow morning would be best, I think. I'll stroll out before breakfast. Say eight o'clock the same place we met today." She rang off as Bobby uttered his third respectful "Yes, your ladyship," for the benefit of any curious ears. Bobby arrived at the rendezvous first, but Frankie did not keep him waiting long. She looked pale and upset.

"Hullo, Bobby, isn't it awful? I wasn't able to sleep last night." "I haven't heard any details," said Bobby. "Just that Mr. Bassington-ffrench had shot himself. That's right, I suppose?" "Yes. Sylvia had been talking to him persuading him to agree to a course of treatment, and he had said he would.

Afterwards, I suppose, his courage must have failed him. He went into his study, locked the door, wrote a few words on a sheet of paper and and shot himself. Bobby, It's too ghastly. It's it's grim." (Copyright, 1936) Vine Ripened Cantaloupe Ripe Honeydew Vine Ripened Tomatoes Fresh Green Cucumbers Seedless Grapefruit Mexican Pineapples Celery White Radishes Young Green Onions Red Cabbage Parsley Mint Watercress Valencia Oranges Sweet Ripe Watermelons Limes Calavos Fancy White Mushrooms Large Sweet Cherries Plums Transparent Apples Honeyball Melons Dewberries Huckleberries Seedless Grapes Green Corn Home Grown Wax or Green Beans Extra Fancy Peas Head Lettuce Persian Limes Summer Squash Elberta Yell ow Peaches Bing Cherries Okra Bartlett Pears Papa Oliva Dionne watched intently as a nurse weighed in the latest addition to the famous Dionne family at Callander, Ontario. The new brother of the notable quintuplets tipped the beam at eight pounds.

(Copyright, 1936, News Syndicate from the Associated Press.) James F. Dewey (above), commissioner of conciliation of the department of labor, helped in drafting the plan through which an agreement ending the Portsmouth, steel strike was reached. Associated Press photo) Mrs. Ruth Bryan Owen, TJ. S.

minister Ijo Denmark, shown as she arrived at a Hyde Park, N. church with Capt. Boerge Rohde of Denmark, a few moments before they were married in a colorful ceremony. (Associated Press photo) vV 'S Bobbie and Frankie, tomorrow, make plans to deal with the Caymans in London. Apples, both wild and cultivated, were grown over a wide area of Europe, and were brought to America when Europeans began to settle here more than 300 years ago.

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(As- they had splashed and quenched their thirst. Scenes such as this are common iin western regions, as the iated Press photos) terror of drouth lingers on, 15 W. MICHIGAN AVE..