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THE ENQUIRER, CINCINNATI, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 17, 1032 Heart Of A Wife that." told her. "Even this plight of oun now could be worse. If you succeed In getting out you can put yourself on the mercy of the trainmen. Railroad men the wot Id over are a kind-hearted bunch. A pretty girl In trouble appeals to them.

They'll help them every The girl seemed to shrink within herself in a panic of fear. "I-I LOVE'S ADVENTURE BY PRISCHXA WAYNE ICuaynfM, IWl. Tliomi. feature IWiM, lecl uvnvr mm 'iwwnnnng GARRISON without A's signature to the deedl (2) Can make a will and leavj all of his property to if A and fi have no children? O. H.

O. Yes. cannot sell any real tate and give a complete title unlesi A signs the deed. (2 Yes. was shaking with fatigue over the effort.

His Injured ankle was still swollen greatly, and though the girl had bandaged It earlier in the! morning it still throbbed painfully. i "I don't feel very well." he con- fessed to her when she came back i to his side. "Must have caught cold, I guess. I ache and I feel i hot and cold at the saute time. And my mmith is so dry.

1 -a glass of ice orange juice say, It would i taste like heaven." "I know," the girl agreed, "I feel like that myself and I haven-t a fever. You have. If 1 hud some-1 my brain to find some clue to their meaning. Theie was no mistaking the emotions behind those syllables, however. Horror, astonishment, anger, the choked voice rang the gamut of all three.

And then, as I straightened myself, satisfied that I had heard all that the unconscious man would say in his delirium, another sound, dread, startling, came up the path to our ears, the choked shriek of a man who has just received a mortal wound. "What?" Hen-ner-y began, but I silenced him with a low, stern "Hush!" and then we waited, tensely, wondering who had uttered that terrible cry. Then there came a shout Wynne's voice. "Look out!" and immediately following we heard the sound of footsteps pounding madly up the trail. There was no time to get Samuel Brixton awuy, and of course the rest of us would not desert him, but it remained for qulck-wittei Mary to evolve a way out of our dilemma.

"Cut this rope, quick!" she commanded Hen-ner-y, and when dazedly and a bit slowly he had cut the rope which dangled from the stretcher, she snatched an end of it and gave the other to Hen-ner-y. "You stand on that side of the path and hold on to that end of the rope," she directed. "Auntie Madge and I will take this one and hold tight over here. Kneel down and hold It low. Now!" as the pounding footsteps drew nearer, 'hold tight for your lives." (CONTINUED MONDAY.) tCoryrlght, 1932, Kin Fraturri Syndicate, Inc.

What Haa Heftiee Billy ramj.brll fleee through the atreeia tU'f" lroi myelenoua doom. A m-h i-urauera are at lui Iwele and he rum blin.ll until he finite hlmielf ru.Menlr In a tram He tni anil i.ralnmg lue anme. and ohli(r1 t.i lie aa ne I'll In ih ehartoar of the ewitrhman'e hut. It la nifhl and raimnr, heavily. eo that he la Hot 4lar-vere4, anil la abl pri-anll to climb li an emi b-.

rr juat tnen paielnr. The car la thrn Im-keit by Ihe satchmao and Billy thinka ha Hi- rrtaoneit akne. unit! mamm cumee and a rlnla a b-auliiul yauiin irl aaleep Hear him. But Bia.le hie Mill. Billy waa arm by ame rrlrn.la of in tha la Mailt Station.

Una three. Jark Ihinlarey, ilru. by tin curimia ap-Ieareni-e, followe him and li altleit in an alky nrar by. Ha la taken to a he-pltal arcnmpanied by three itirla arm atre with him In the latkm. One theae la tin eweelhearl, Kuth rurwurt.

Meanwhile. Billy anil hit jirl companion ara lin-ked In a bo -ar anil aetlini weal a ant. Tha irtrl blmla hia ankle ami makea him rmmn hia. aim wet, rMhlnK aa ana leara pneumonia, flhe rnrapa him In her coat anil ha la. la aaleep.

CHAPTER IV. "IHatthllT." AjHE hours of the morning 95 slipped on. To the girl It -al lrrmr that Campbell la? 7 fci'ri slept fitfully. She hatched him with an ominous foreboding In her heart, th telltale flags of color which were creeping Into hia fare. And she felt hia temples and hands anxiously.

Undoubtedly he was running a high temperature. "Just like a big fellow of his type to pull a rase of pneumonia over this." she told herself. "He's lived always on the fat of the limit and never suffered exposure. The ankle is badly sprained without a doubt." Occasionally the man opened his ryes and muttered something about water. Clearly he was suffering from his exhaustion and exposure of the night before.

The girl tiled to slide, the great door back on its Iron trarks and stopped short with consternation at her discovery that it could not be dope. She used every ounce of her strength but the awful plight she was In weighed upon her. Like a beaten thing she went bark by the side of Campbell to sit and ponder In desperation over this sudden new turn of affairs. Some time In the night, she decided, the train men must have discovered that the car was open and locked It. That dreadful possibility had never entered Into her consciousness.

At noon Cumpbell roused. "I -I" he began dazedly and (hen. "I remember. I-I -guess I must have been sleeping." "You have been and I hope you'rn better," the girl was trying to tpeak as cheerfully as she could. "And here's your clothes back from the laundry and ready to put on.

Now you get Into them while I attend to the housorlcanlng at the ether end of the car." Billy watched her aa she went to the far end of their prison, swaying as the car swayed. The Jaunt-tness somehow had gone for her atcp and the mnn wondered If she realized their predicament. With difficulty he got hack Into Ma clothes. When he finished he By ADELE At Wynne's revelation of what Iee Chow had told him, there again came to me that vague, fan tastic fear of what the astute Chinese friend of Hugh Grantland might mean by this assiduous car of me. Would he be as meticulous to leave a guard with Lillian, for Instance, In a similar situation, or was his care prompted by the knowledge of Hugh Grantland's care for me? But whatever the reason, my hands were tied.

It, of course, seemed a most natural thing to Wynne, this caution concerning our safety, and I could do nothing but yield. Rut I did not feci particularly gracious about It. "It really does not matter," I said Indifferenly, and Wynne sped down the path toward the hut where Iee Chow was Interviewing tho member of the bandit gang whom the men had been fortunate enough to trap and bind. I felt distinctly that it did matter, however, for I had been anxiously awaiting the moment when Mary and I should be left with unconscious Samuel Brixton. For a little while after the gag had been removed from his swollen Hps there had been a cessation of the agonized but inarticulate groans that had first attracted our attention to his situation.

But now sounds were again coming from him, this time disjointed, delirious syllables, and I was wild to bend over him and listen in the hope that I might learn something bearing upon the tragic problem confronting us. "Go ahead!" Mary whispered, psychically Interpreting my wish. "I'll keep Hen-ner-y's mind on something else." She moved swiftly away from an escape only to put them away as Impossible. The trainmen had called Billy Campbell a "killer." She shuddered at the thought. Could he have done such a thing In a mad drunken spree? His clothing, his disheveled appearanceeverything indicated that this might be the explanation of it all.

It seemed to her she could picture the entire thing. A wild party of the rich. Cards, dancing, women and something to drink. Then the quarrel and during the quarrel this boy who lay before her, like a sick child needing his mother, had become the thing the trainmen said, "A Killer." In nervous spprehenslon she thought of the hours to come the days, perhaps, maybe even weeks here in this awful car. Starvation was sometimes a slow and fearful thing.

She vlsloncd being shunted across the country In her jolting prison, being found perhaps, weeks later when hope and even the last tiny flicker of life Itself had slipped from them both. Night was coming on. The girl was glad because In sleep she might VAN LOON'S GEOGRAPHY, By Hcndrik Willem Van Loon. Simon Schuster. The author of the "Story of Mankind" has turned his facile pen from general history to geography, and has produced a readable and enlightening book.

However, the result la not so much geography In the usual sense aa a story of the peoples of the world In relation to their geographical environment. With his customary simplicity of style snd whimsical humor, the author outlines in early chapters his special Interpretation of the word geography as the study of people In their physlographlcal setting, then sketches briefly the essentials of astronomy, winds, rain, geology, erosion, ocean currents and other factors In physical geography. Then he tnkes up the countries of the world, beginning with the Mediterranean, Central Europe, Northern Europe and so on through Asia, Oceania, Africa and America. The chapters devoted to Individual countries are at once sketches of the physical features, characteriza- "Van Lrm Looks at the World" Is the title which the author of a new kind of feography has riven to this picture, which he drew himself. it Van Loon, Kindly me, and the next Instant I heard her naively asking Hen-ner-y there were any bears or wildcats on the mountain.

"Plenty of 'em," Hen-ner-y replied promptly, but how truthfully I did not know. "Oh! Heavens!" Mary murmured fearfully Mary, who I think would face almost any animal armed only with a poker or a broom. "Do you mean they're around here, now?" "They might be," Hen-ner-y said, patently enjoying his handiwork. "You never can tell. But don't you worry none.

Nothing will tetch you while I'm here." "Oh! have you caught them?" Mary breathed admiringly. "Tell me about some of them" and Hen-ner-y was off. I heard nothing of his saga. Once sure that his attention waj effectually diverted from anything but Mary's engrossing patter, I moved to the stretcher upon which Samuel Brixton lay and. knelt by it, bringing my ear close to the swollen lips from which were coming the sounds that I was sure were words that might or might not be intelligible.

At first I could make nothing of them. Then, as I listened carefully, I realized that there were but few sounds, all repeated, that soon emerged into a pattern I could follow. "It can't be. Never! Promised me. Devil!" They were hard to interpret correctly, those syllables, coming so painfully through the swollen lips and tongue that distorted them almost out of all semblance to speech.

I finally made myself certain of their meaning, however, but I listened In vain for any addition to their number. Over and over again, he sounded them, while I racked lose for a little time the overwhelming weight of her fears. "Better try to get help," Campbell told her In one of his lucid Intervals. "It doesn't matter about me. It seems to me I could Just give up and it wouldn't be long until I shouldn't know or care what happened.

Promise me that the next time the train stops you'll try to let the trainmen know." "I'll promise nothing," she chided, "You're to sleep. There's a way out of this. We'll find It too. Just you rest and get better. Hours later the girl slept, Her own sleep was fitful, nervous nightmare filled with feverish dreams.

It must have been well past midnight when she awakened with a start of spprehenslon. What had awakened her she scarcely knew. Her nerves tingled with fear. Something had happened or was about to happen the premonition of evil was upon her. She felt anxiously over toward where the man was lying.

He still slept and his face was hot and dry with the burning fever. The night was pitchy black. Not even a ray of light crept into the car. tlons of the people, resumes of their history and hints of the interrelations of all these. Although it runs to 500 pages, the hook Is neither exhaustive nor precise.

Rather it Is a story In language that children can understand and older folk can enjoy, making of geographical science a delightful excursion, and making of physio-graphical facts a miscellany of amusing situations. The book is to be studied In connection with an atlas or globe, as its maps are suggestive rather than factually Informative, There are some 150 Illustrations, mostly three-dtmenslon maps, all drawn by Van Loon. Instead of being accurate in the usual sense of cartography, they are exaggerated so as to suggest the meaning behind the map. Van Ioon's Geography Is free from statistics, which is a blessing. In keeping with this Idea of elimi-rating tiresome and quickly forgotten details, the author makes use of the simplest possible Illustrations.

By shoving a half dozen handkerchiefs together, he shows how mountains are made. Each country Is likened to a soup plate or some other ordinary object that Is analogous to Its topography. TVia nliralw nlltlnat IlKaiBI geography are treated wun me same engaging simplicity. Van Iioon condemns the Treaty of Versailles wherever it has defied the natural law of geography In much the same manner that he notes that deserts are dry. He predicts misfortunes for those countries whose political structure accords badly with geographical fact, and prophesies happiness for others better favored by geographic factors.

In sum. Van Loon's Geography Is not a contribution to geography ss a science, nor an Improvement on history, but It Is an extremely readable account of the role that geography plays In the life of the people on our world. W. H. H.

POWER OWNS UP. E. P. Dutton Is publishing early In October "The Confessions of the Power Trust," by Carl D. Thompson, Secretary of the Public Ownership League of America, Chicago.

"The Confessions of the Power Trust" has been written by Mr. Thompson from the actual hearings of the Federal Trade Commission in Washington, which now has been at work for four years, Issuing more than 40 volumes, constituting more than 17,200 pages and 4,872 exhibits. These hearings still ere going on, but their essential trend Is established and Mr. Thompson has thrashed the wheat from the chaff and In this volume of approximately 768 pages gives the life and the kernel of what these power trust magnates have had to say about themselves In a most revealing way. IV Taa Laial lieparanrnt at Tha Kaqulrpr mar ha by ita muter wfeMwtrr aa.1 aa aftra aa tbry aaaira InfurmatHMi la ntattera affectra) by tha Ian.

Mkrarver ara la aluubt abwul argaJ matter, vrlta ta lite kniiatrrr. Mata your problem aa briefly aaut elearty aa pataalble aaat adareaa ta Lesal Itepart-atent. I he- tcaqulrer. Aaawrra a III apuear la Ihla eoluma every aatarday, but uar aame arm aal be printed. Iba ll illtor a ill not adrrtake to aaaaer aay aurattona faaceralag aiatters at dlvurre.

In what cases has the State of Ohio the right to foreclose to collect taxes? (2) Is It necessary to appraise property in such a case? (3) Can an exemption be set up against the judgment in such a foreclosure suit? (4) In what cases can property be redeemed? A. O. C. If taxes have not been paid for three consecutive years after having been certified delinquent, the state has the right to Institute foreclosure proceedings, against which the Statute of Limitations does not apply. (2) No.

(3) No. (4) Lands upon which taxes have become due may be redeemed at any time before foreclosure proceedings, by tendering to the County Treasurer the amount then due and unpaid. If all the taxes and penalties on forfeited land are paid before sale the state relinquishes its claim and the land is reentered on the tax records In the name of the property owner. What la the amount of exemption allowed in Ohio under tha inheritance tax laws? (2) What is the rate of taxation on amounts above the amount of exemption? (3) Docs the law make any distinction in a case where the beneficiary is not a relative? (4) Is it the duty of the administrator of an estate to settle with the heirs, and If not, how Is a settlement made? (5) In what way Is an administrator paid for his services? J. E.

W. It depends your relationship with the person from whom you inherit. (2) This also depends upon your relationship. (3) Yes. If you will write us, stating your relationship, we will be glad to inform you as to your exemption and the rate you will have to pay.

(4) It Is the duty of the administrator to make settlements with the belrs, and take their receipts, which he will file with his final account. (5) The administrator Is paid for his services out of the estate. He is paid a commission on the amount of property he handles. A and 6 are husband and wife. A deeded real estate to both before and after their marriage.

Will A have a dower Interest in both kinds of real estate, so that can- not sell It and give a complete title Sweetheart SAPPHO OF LESBOS: HER LIFE I AND TIMES. By Arthur Welgall. Stokes. The only limitations upon Arthur Weigall as biographer of Sappho are that he Is not a poet, nor primarily a Greek scholar. He Is a distinguished British antiquarian and Egyptologist; the tasteful sketches with which he has Illustrated the present volume ar but a drop In the bucket of his previous work; he has written lives and times of Cleopatra, Akhnaton, Maro Antony; and he still Is completing his history of the Pharaohs.

Sappho represents his vlrst venture into Aegean lore. In one respect he is especially well qualified to discuss the Lesbian poetess whom Plato called the tenth Muse. For the most recently uncovered fragments of her writings were unraveled from papier mache coffins In Greco-Egyptian cemeteries at Fayum. It Is these verses, addressed to certain of the girls who were her proteges and house guests during her early widowhood at Mytilene, that have led modern scholars to think of Sappho less as the prototype of George Sand and more aa an object of pseudo-psychiatric Weigall, however, takes the Egyptian revelations calmly, and concludes that Ovid and other ancient authorities (who had read twenty times the quantity of her unimpeachable verse that remains to us from the auto-da-fes of the Dark Age censors) were right In accepting- the story of her impulsive leap from the Lcucadian cliff in the midst of a Journey to Sicily in search of the young sailor who had been the consola'ion of her late middle age. Weigall believes that the Endy-mlon legend, as we know It, originated In Sappho's Idealization of her own autumnal romance.

He points out that the gray hair and wrinkles, of which she complained In letters both to her women friends and male suitors, must have palled on the vain young sea captain, and that the opposition of her brothers and grown daughter to such philandering must have embittered her toward the home In Lesbos where she so long had conducted such a brilliant salon for girls Inclined like herself to- ward lyrlo poetry and dancing, and such poets, soldiers, politicians and sages as could spare time from the alcoholic stag dinners of the era. It was entirely likely that she should seek to recapture her youth In Syracuse, where she had been a political exile in her early twenties with other aristocrats then opposed to the tyrant Plt-tacus, and where, probably, she first had met her husband. Every line and fragment of a Una txtant of Sappho receives Us wouldn't dare," she told him wildly. "There are reasons why I can't be found out either. I'd rather dl than have my Identity discovered." A though an unkind fate wanted to test their strength to resist male-1 ing an appeal for help, they felt the I wheels of their car coming to a I standstill under them.

The great I train was slowing for some reason or other and they hud no means of knowing whether they stood In open country or In a city. I They heard voices from engine-ward and waited breathlessly as they realized the voices were coming back along the train. They caught only a snatch of conversation. Hut it was startling enough to rivet their attention. "The wire said he was a good-looking chap and wore a dress suit and a silk hat.

He's a killer." "Wired all trains" And the voices drifted away as their owners passed on along the train. The girl's accusing eyes took In the crumpled dies suit and the remnant of a silk hat, the man cringing before her. "I didn't hear the last," he whispered. "What did he say after he told about the clothes?" For the life of her the girl could not tell why she lied. Maybe it was to spare Ills feelings not to let him know that she knew the truth.

"I-I don't know either," Blie suld, "I didn't hear." "Well, It looks to me that the fight's up." A sort of hopeless gray was settling over the man's face hiding even the flush of fever which consumed him. But the girl shook her head defiantly. "It's only Just begun," she told him. "I'll help you, you were right awhile ago. We'll find a way.

There's gut to be a way." They discussed their plight In whispers. It was evident now that they stood on the outskirts of some rity. They heard the clatter of a horse-drawn delivery wagon on the pavement nnd the honk of a passing automobile. Hut their stop was of short duration and In a bare few minutes they were Jolting along again on their way. The hours of the afternoon slipped on somehow.

The man slept again fitfully. Hut the girl's practiced eye told her he was very sick. At times he seemed delirious and babbled In mere meaningless phrases. Snatches of his college life, gay bits of chatter, football jargon. And again came lucid Intervals In which he seemed entirely rational and talked with her gravely of their predicament.

The girl wondered how much of this mental fllghtlness came from his severely injured ankle, and how much from the fever and chills which coursed through him. She sat with despair settling over her. Enough to he braved and determined when he aroused and seemed to depend on her cheeriness. She could not keep up the pretense for herself. One by on she made plans for Brief Reviews FIND THE MOTIVE.

By Jack Woodford. Long Smith. An Al detective story, well written and deftly handled, although not after the orthodox fashion. A dramatic murder, authentic-sounding characters, perfectly human reactions and a baffling mystery solved In gratifying fashion. A man announces to a tableful of guests that he Is about to be murdered, mentioning that he knows the motive, although not the murderer.

Just ss he is about to announce the motive, the lights go out. When they go on, the man Is dead! If you have a detective complex, ss most of us have, you'll want to read every word of this. DISCRETIONS AND INDISCRETIONS. By Lady Duff-Gordon. Stokes.

Tha sutobioirrnohv of a famous dressmaker, who Is Elinor Glyn's sister snd who takes herself Just as seriously as Elinor Glyn does (although In a different way). If you're Interested In clothes and the people who design and make them you'll llko this, although there's little or no sparkle In the actual actual writing. The material Is unusually interesting and the treatment Is adequate, although It doesn't make one of the scintillating biographies thnt many of us like. The sincerity Is obvious, but the author seems so well bred that she rant help a little too much reticence for a perfect biography. FORTY-SECOND STREET.

By Bradford Ropes. Alfred H. King, Inc. Do you like theatrical stories ahout the private lives of hoofers and chorus girls? If you do, you'll like this book. It's a splendid map of directions about what the chorus girls does in her hours off (and on).

It's well written, without being delicately or beautifully written. Don't choose It for a book to review for the rhurch woman's club, but read It anyhow, when you feel like to see a girl and leg show and hai'en't the price of a box seat. LOUDMOUTH. By Rlan James. Alfred H.

King, Inc. An extraordinary book about one of the most disagreeable characters we've ever met In fiction. Eddy Ames is a columnist who doesn't care how he gets startling news so long as he gets It. He doesn't even care whether it's true or whether It Isn't. No standards except those of a Peeping Tom, no morals, no charm, no conscience.

In addition, he's a coward and so yellow that he can't face even a small row of jhis own, no matter how many he mnkes for other persons. In spite I of all this, It's a swell book of its 1 kind. M. I A has a home with a first ana second mortgage on it, but on ao count of work being bad he doel not think it is much use to go anl farther, as he has hia furnituH mortgaged to hold on as long at ha could, and besides he has couple of other debts, all of whirs are pressing. How can he, and oil what cause can be, proceed wits voluntary bankruptcy? (2) Can they take his furniture, or can A try and pay for and keep it? 13) Will this procedure bar A'l credit in the future? A.

S. It will only be necessary for you to file a bankruptcy petition, it would be best for you to see an attorney and have him prepard same for you, If you decide to go through bankruptcy. (2) If you are a resident of the State of Ohio, you can set up all the Ohio exemptions. (3) This procedure may, course, affect your credit In the future, but probably not as much as formerly, as a great many people are in the same boat. What is the amount of bond required in an attachment suit in Ohio? k.

Y. Bond in double the amount of plaintiff's claim must be given unless the grounds for attachment aia that the defendant is a non-resident or a foreign corporation. Can a second wife of a Civil War veteran get a pension If she lived with the veteran less than two years, and under what circumstances can it be obtained? A. R. Write the Department of Pensions at Washington, D.

C. They will giva full information. STILL SEEK OCEAN FLIERS. Italian Aviators Continue Search For Overdue American Plane. Rome, September 16 (AP) Italian aviators continued a search today over the coast and Mediterranean Sea for the airplane American Nurse, now nearly two days overdue on an attempted flight from New York to Rome.

The search was carried on despite) the certainty expressed by officials that the plane and its three occupants failed even to reach tha European Coast and were lost in the Atlantic. In the plane, which left New York Tuesday morning, were Edna Newcomer, undergraduate nurse, Williamsport, Dr. Leon M. Pisculll, Yonkers, N. William Ulbrich, Mineola, N.

the pilot, and a woodchuck, brought along as mascot. Of A Sailor approximate place In the chronological course of her career by Weigall, with ample weighing of alternative possibilities. The Intuitions of Gilbert Murray, John Jay Chapman or George O'Neil might have given a more poignant account but hardly a more reasonable one, though neither they nor a million other poets and versifiers would have had the cheek to illustrate the Sapphic meter with such unscannable lines as Welgall proffers as a variant (happily a single instance) on his usually acceptable prose. But the poets have had their say, and will have it again, both as translators and free Interpreters. And no one better than Welgall can describe the outer world that Sappho knew, a world more like our own than many scholars make clear, a world of shower baths, folding parasols, lipsticks, high-heeled slippers, red-tiled roofs and stuffed chairs such as seldom are thought of as contemporary with Solon, Aesop, Croesus, Nebuchadnezzar.

Jeremiah and Psammetlcua. R. A. Cincinnati Choices Books most In demand for tha week ending September 17 as re ported by Stewart Kldd: FICTION. "Faraway." J.

B. Priestley. "The Sheltered Life." Ellen Glas gow. "The Family Circles. Andre Maurois.

"Keeper of the Keys." Earl Derr Biggers. "Lark Ascending." Mazo as la Roche. "A New York Tempest." Manuel Komroff. NONFICTION. "Bcverldge and tha Progressiva Era." Claude Bowers.

"A New Way to Better Golf." Alexander Morrison. "An Epic of America." Jamea Truslow Adams. "More Washington Merry -Go -Round." "A Princess In Exile." Further memoirs by Marie, Duchess of Russia. "Let's Start Over Again." Vash Young. MODERN HA0I0GRAPHY.

Duff Gllfond has completed a biography of Calvin Coolldge, which Vanguard Press will publish In November. This work, which varies materially from standard biographical form, will be Issued under tha title of "The Rise of Saint Calvin: Some Merry Sidelights on tha Career of Mr, Coolldge." Geographer Books On The Way thing to fight It wun inn i haven't." I She spread her hands in a ges-1 ture of dismay. "Do--you realize we're we're, locked In here?" The man nodded. "After I i ha tnlil her. rrawii'u in "the trainmen came past.

They said it was someone's carelessness that the car was left open. They locked It again. I vns a fool not to have closed It but I didn't have time." Suddenly the girl did a surprising thing-surprising to the man who, even In these dizzy hours In her company had learned that the predominating characteristic of her was a kind of brave defiance of fate. She started to cry. Hut that defiance was all gone now.

She was Just a wistful heartsick girl dismayed at the developments of the adventure she had embarked upon probably quite Jauntily. The man reached over and patted her hand reassuungly. "Cheer up Partner," he comforted her, "remember you said this morning that this train can't go on forever. It's got to stop before long and then 1 11 break the way out somehow. I'm not sick.

My head's Just a little ulzzy. It spins around because of this confounded jolting and because I'm hungry. Hut you can help me. We'll get out, dun't you worry." "The train has stopped," the girl told him, "a couple of times this morning, hut only for a few minutes, and then I didn't hear anyone. lilt seems we're all alone." She burled her fare In her hands.

An then her mood of bravado returning, "but I'll not give up. And you shan't give up. There'll he some way out of this awful mess." "Atta girl! Atta girl!" he cheered her on. Hut his own heart felt anything but light. Never In all his Inli renting life had adventure come too quickly and too overwhelmingly before for him to enjoy every bit of 1 It.

Twenty-four years of carefree living and then the terrifying, ghastly experiences of a day and night that had led to his wild flight and to this. When the train stops again you must beat on the door and scream," he told tho girl. "Surely someone will hear and let you out." "And you?" "If I lie here quietly there's a chance they won't see me. I there are reasons why I do not care to be discovered now." "Hut how could you get out Inter I on?" I "I'd have to take my chance on perfectly understood; an unhappy second marriage all these bore heavily upon him and Increased that sadness, that vein of melancholy thnt was his from boyhood and made of him the Ideal Hamlet. His was a short life, a little less than HO years.

Into it was rrowiled thrilling events and sad experiences that had little to do with the stage but which deeply affected his art. He loved his art and believed In It. Perhaps in the few brief years of peace that were his toward the close of his career his success compensated him for his misfortunes or gave him a conviction that after all life was really worth while. Undoubtedly he delighted in the fellowship of the learned and the scholarly a world from which, In young manhood, he felt himself excluded. In his melancholy way he might have been measurably happy, but the author of this volume does not give to us much upon which to found such a belief.

He. has dug up and presented many interesting facts, and on that account his book is well worth reading and preservation. He has given to us several pictures of views of the. actor nnd the man that might not otherwise have been accorded to us. That he has fitted Edwin Booth Into his Just and true perspective Is a ones tion which readers of the work nnd may they be many must figure out for themselves.

J. H. Scott Centenary One hundicd years ago, September 21, Sir Waller Scott, that generous, colorful laird of the Scotch border, died after a heroic effort to save his name from the tarnish I of bankruptcy and dishonor. On the centenary of that date Cowanl-McCann are brinsing out "Sir Walter Scott," by John Buchan. Buchan paints a rich portrait of that varied, vigorous life from the lawyer's clerk who poked about the Edinburgh countryside picking up old ballads from the peasantry to the Sir Walter that history knows as one of the greatest literary figures which Scotland has produced, i In honor of Sir Wnlter Scott Cen- tonary.

Hugh Walpole has prepared "The Waverly Pageant," a selection of the best stories from the Scott novels, with an Introductory study i of the life and works of Sir Walter Scott. Mr. Walpole says he has I prepared this book, which will be published by Harper Brothers September 14 for the purpose of "luring some renders back to Scott again, of begging them to try for I themselves and see whether there I is not much In these novels ss vital and real as there was a hundred years m. i Lockridge Life Of Booth EARL OF CRAVEN DIES. Pau, France, September 6 (AP) The Earl of Craven, who eloped with the Countess of Cathcart to the United States six years agi and then fled to Canada when she was arrested on moral turpitude charges, is dead.

He was 35 years old and once was mentioned as a possible choice for Governor-General of Canada. The girl found herself shaking as though with a chill. That premonition of Impending disaster was hard upon her. She could not shake it off. It seemed that the night was alive.

A creepy, crawly thing of fear and shivers. "I'm going mad," she told herself, "this Is enough to unsettle the nerves. Something, something" And it happened. The thing, the premonition of which had startled her from her sleep. Coming events do sometimes cast their shadows and the girl's nerves were atlngle with her fear.

There was rt Jolt. The sound of an impact, of the train rushing headlong and then the car seemed to raise straight up on its end like a rearing horse and send the girl and her companion scuttling down its full length batting against the sides as they fell. There was a perilous tipping and then a wild hurtling through the al The girl felt herself striking against the side of the car. The car was turning over and over and over. And mercifully she knew no more.

CONTINUED MONDAY. "International Guarantees of Minority Bights," by Julius Stone, will be published this month by the Oxford University Press. The system set up in 1919 for the protection of minorities was much criticized, and It still Is. How It has worked for the last 11 years Is the study of this book which discusses the procedure of the Council of the League of Nations In theory and practice, G. D.

H. Cole, reader In economics In the University of Oxford and member of the Economic Advisory Council to the British Government, has written a book on world conditions today which Alfred A. Knopf will publish 15 under the title of "A Guide Through World Chaos." The book is described as a complete nontechnical survey of economic and social conditions throughout the world. It deals with the crises, the economic consequences of tho war, prices, public finance and taxation, lorelgn trade and fiscal policy, the challenge of Russia, the history of modern economics and the structure of our economic system. Mr.

Cole states In his preface that the volume la written expressly for "amateurs" and not for economic students. "Poison For Profit: A Menace to Health," by Arthur Kallct and F. J. Schllnk, Is a provocative volume that will be issued by Vanguard Press in October. Among other things, the book deals with the wholesale promotion of "cures" that actually are poison.

Mr. Kallct is a member of the staff or the American Standards Association and a director of Consumers' Research, Inc. Mr. Schlink was coauthor of "Your Money's Worth," which created wide Interest last year. Louis Bromfleld has nearly completed a new novel, which should be ready for publication early ini 1933.

It will appear under tne Harper A Brothers imprint. "Guv Mervyn." a novel byVlor- ence Barclay, will be published by G. P. Putnam's Sons In November. It Is generally supposed that Mrs.

Barclay's literary work began with her first great success, "The Ros ary," but 18 years before she naa written a previous novel. Its publisher failed almost Immediately and the book never became known. But though in some ways Immature, It waa an excellent story, with many of Mrs. Barclay's characteristic qualities of humor, feeling and religion. Mrs.

Barclay often considered ravlBlng it and at one time she arranged for a new edition, but the plan was not carried Her Literary Executor has now completed tht revision. M. B. 1 DARLING Or" MISKORUNTE, EDWIN BOOTH." Hy Richard Lockridge. Century.

Not very apt, not very brilliant, that title, but catchy. Edwin Booth was an anomaly scarcely to be poured Into so trite a mould. A modest, sensitive and diffident man and a great actor-that's contrast nough to puzzle deeper students of character than th author of this volume. Rut to an uncertain extent the title fits-Edwin Booth's misfortune deepened, broadened and heightened his genius, and contributed, with his Innate talents, to make an Idol, though not a darling, of him. It Is almost paradoxical that his youth and young manhood were spent In and around the theater, practically the guardian of a half-rrazed and drunken father, without a deliberate effort on the part of his parent or his associates to train him for the stage as a vocation.

It is also fortunate, for the older traditions were passing. The eld school of rant and fustian was rapidly going out. A new school had not yet developed nnd, with all due regard to the genius of Edwin Booth, he wns not the man to sponsor it. He merely escaped being just another ranting Booth and his real art developed slowly. And the sorrows that crowded his life the early death of his first wife, to whom he was wholeheartedly devoted; the assassination of President Lincoln by his more than half-crazed brother; the loss of his fortune trying to establish a real temple of the dramatic arts, which, after all, he but Im- Published Sept.

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