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Hope, Arkansas
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3?>** -r > Mr* Sid Henry Telephone W. Now come the ,«ray days mingling with the gold; The gray days tome That veil and madden \and benumb; Days when the soul would cry and yet is dumb-When everything is felt and nothing told. How lovely in their mist are field and wold, '.Where dreamy blue and smoke of ifielfl -fires blend. Theirs not thevpain. fheymre content with that which hath been done Alike by storm and sun, By wind nn'd rain, They have received them the end and given; to Is'the beginning; death and birth are one.—-Selected, Miss Dorothy Walters of Gurdon was the Thanksgiving guest of Misses Ruth and Frances Bryan. <fr_ Mr. and MrS. J. A. Sullivan entertained at a most delightful family Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday -at their home on North Main street Covers were laid for Mr. and Mrs, Jack Sullivan, Mr. and Mrs. G. J. McGregor, Otho Sullivan nnd Mr. and Mrs.. J. A. Sullivan. Mr. and Mrs. Bill Roberts and son, Billy, Jr., of Hugo, were Thanksgiving guests of Mrs. D. T. Chamberlain nnd Miss Genie Chamberlinn. Mr. and Mrs. E. G. Coop had as Thanksgiving guests, Hr. and Mrs. E. M. Clark of Dallas, Texas and Mr. and Mrs. V. A. Keith and little son of Texarkana. Harry Barlow of DeQueen spent Thanksgiving visiting with his mother,-Mrs. M. H. Barlow. • Miss Alma Atkins left Wednesday for Columbia, Mo., where she will spend theThanksgiving holidays visiting with her sister, Miss Wilma, who is a senior, in Stevens Colleke. Press Wood of Stevens College will enter- •tain nt dinner on Friday evening as special compliment to Msis Atkins. Dr. Pink Carrigan and Miss Mary Carrigan were hosts at a beautiful planned six o'clock Thanksgiving-dinner on Thursday evening at their home on North Elm street. For the occasion the Carrigan home was aglow with a quantity of lovely chrysanthemums, the dining table .was laid in a handsome satin damask cloth, the central decoration was a large bowl of Gorgeous yellow chrysanthemums the color scheme of yellow and white was still further observed in the .yellow candles in crystal .holders and the nut cups and place .cards. The guests for 1 this charming occasion were: Mrs., Henry H. Stuart, Mrs. J. T. West, Mrs. S. L, Heed, Miss -Lucy Boyd, Mrs. J. B. Shults, Mrs. Mae Wilson, Mrs. J. T, Hicks, Mrs M H Barlow, Miss, Maggie Bell and Mrs. James R. H*nry. Following the dinner bridge was played ,from .two tables. The hosts were assisted In earing for their guests by Miss Nannie Purkins and Miss Nancy Ruth Carrigan. A Picture You'll Never Forget You have probably seen i tyears ago in the -silent days—many have seen it over and over—NOW it comes to the talking screen more realistic than before. —With JAMES DUNN SALLYEILKKS. Coming to The SUNDAY MONDAY Don't Miss It! SAENGER LAST TIMES FRIDAY Jean Harlow —In— "Platinum Blonde" A Sprakling Comedy Drama —With- KOUEKT WJILLIAME LOBETTA YOUNG SATURDAY Double Program Feature No. 1 BILL CODY —In— Dugan of the Bad Lands Feature. No. 2 RICHABD DIG -In"Secret Service" Bargain Matinee 2 to 6 p. m Charles Brlant left Wednesday -for a visit with his sister, Mrs. Ulmer J. "Hester and Mr. Hester in Jackson, Miss. ,Mrs. Henry H. Stuart had as Thanksgiving dinner guests, Mr; and! Mrs. J, S. Ragland of Texarkana and '•Mr. and Mrs. ChaS. C. Spragirts. Mr. and Mrs. Maxfield Keller of Mansfield, La., will spend the week .end visiting wit,h Mrs. Keller's .parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Olmstead. Mrs, Ross R. Glllespie was called to Texarkana Friday morning on account of the passing of her nephew John S. Offenhauser. Mr. and Mrs. Hayes McRae spent Thanksgiving visiting with friends and relatives in Magnolia. Mrs. James R. Henry and children, •Hoyt Andres and Pauline Webb, left Wednesday to spend the week end visiting with friends and relatives in Conway. All lady members of the First Christian Sunday school, attending Sunday school on Sunday morning, November 29th, will receive a cash present. Mr. nnd Mrs. M. P. Rowland of Tex- nrknna, were Thanksgiving guests of Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Brown in this city. Personal Mention . Jack Lawthorne, for two years manager of'the Piggly Wiggly meat mnrk- et'here, was a business visitor in'Hope Tuesday and Wednesday morning. Lawhorn, who makes his home in Pine Bluff, is district supervisor of Kroger meat markets in this section in DUNrf essor" Speck! Numbers to B« Presented Between Acte Here December 1 Hope High Senior and Junior P. T. A. presents "Oh Professor" a three act musical comedy on Deceniber 1, at'8 p. m. Hope High school auditorium. Directed by Catherine Coyer, accompanied by Miss Harriet Story. Cast of Characters: Steve 'Crandail, a bashful college boy—Nell Sloan. Bob Davte, his -roommate—Vincent .Foster. Dave Davis, Bob's brother—'Billle Bob Herndoh. A Chinese Servant—Neil Bacon, Pdlieeman-^Speedy Hudson. Prof. 'Bangs, Sissy professor—'Dr. W, R. Alexander. Wilhelmina, Bob's sister—Mis? Margaret Wlnburn. Htlen, a visitor—Miss Miriam Carlton. " Mrs. Bumboard, matron of the-college—Miss 'Katherine Bryant Avonelle, Mrs, : Bumboard's daughter —Miss Geneva Higgason. College Boys and Girls—Anna Laura Lelper, Frances White,, Annabel Philbrick, Pudgee : Bernler, Helen Mowden, Maxine Brown, frank Lowthorp, Clyde PHillips, Carol .Carpenter Dewight Ridgdell, Luffel Gentry ^Luther Hollamon, Jr. Chorus Girls—Marilyn Ward, Louise Lewis, Xnnthipe Porter, Hattie Ann iFelld.Marjorie'Higgason, Ferna Garn- Agnes Morgan; Ellen Lou Bowden, of Arkansas. 3. B. Baker, student in the University of Arkansas at Fayetteville, was operated Upon for appendicitis at the City Hospital there Monday night. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Baker, of South Elm Street, left for Fayetteville Monday to attend his bedside. It is reported that :ho is recovering nicely Mr. and Mrs. L. B. Mclntosh and Mrs. Lyle Webb, returned from Fayetteville Tuesday night where they had gone to attend Ancel Mclntosh while he recovered from an appendicitis operation. Mrs. Evn Glasgow, of Guthrie, Okla., and mother of Mrs, Mclntosh, returned with them. ATM Movie Companies, like governments realize the fact that the voice of the people must be obeyed. So,' when the public started a bombardment of letters and telephone calls to the Fox Btud'ios and thenltes, insisting that those romantic stars of "Bad Girl,' (James Dunn and Sally Eilers, be teamed ngnm in another pictuie Fox Films gave its dramatic answer v by casting these favorites in the romantic leads in "Over The Hill," which opens Sunday at the Saenger theatre. the story ot the arrival of these two young romantic stars at the pinnacle of their hopes is a romance in itself, one of those unbelievable tales that fill the casting office-- vith eager aspirants Dunn and Miss Eilers bath made the first step up Fame's ladder by chance. Sally was visiting a studio with a friend one day and was selected by a director to fill a role left vacant by a temperamental player. Dunn came to Fox as,the result of a screen test he look while playing the New York stage and which he thought a tthe moment was just a waste of time. ' From this point on their paths 'dif- fered. Miss Eilers went through ih& mill playing small unrecognized parts until she scored so' definitely With Spencer Tracy in "Quick Millions," Dunn escaped all that. His first .screen appearance was the one 'lit which he scored his smashing hit in Bad Girl" and 1 charming little Sally was there by his side doing an .equal share to create the blaze of glory that was soon to surround them While Dunn and Miss' Eilers will bring to mind pleasant memories of. the recent hit, "Bad Girl," another player in "Over the .Hill" will instanU ly recall such hits of. yesterday as "The Birth Of A Nation" and "Intolerance." She is Mae Marsh, favorite of the silent films vvho returns to the screen in this dramatic produelioiKdft- er an absence of twelve long years. She enacts the role of featured! "Ma," B role she has successfully played in real life during the years of her retirement. Other favorites in the'large'Cast Of "Over The Hill" are James Kirkwood, Olin Rowland, Edward Crandall, Claire Maynard and Joan Peers.' The film was directed by Henry King. Mary Sue Anderson, Margaret Powell, Helen King Cannon, Nancy White, Happy Pritchard, Ruby Owen. Little Boys—Buddy 'Searcy, Ira Halliburton, Sonny Murphy, J. W. Patterson, Mark Buchanan, D. B. Russell. Little Girls—Jean YouYig, Joy Ramsay, Martha Ann Alexander, Marthy Searcy, Verna Dunn, Dorothy Lane. Th special numbers between acts are given by students of Mrs. .James G. Martindalc's dancing studio. Between Act I and II—"Plenty o' Pep". Joy Grey. Tay Trio. Polly Joe Coffey, Mary Sue Halliburton and Wanda Lane. Between acts II and III—"Just Joy" Joy Ramsey. Fleet Feet, Luther Hollamon, Jr. Polk Sheriff Credited With Greene's Capture MENA. Ark.—Sheriff John E. Joplin of Polk county is credied with supplying the information that resulted in the recent capture of Fulton Green, notorious Arkansas convict, in California. CJreen, former associate of the noted Tom Slaughter, is now accused 1 of parctlipating in bank robberies at Horatio and Malvern, last April. He is now held at Malvern awaiting trial. Following the roberies of the two banks last April, Sheriff Joplin obtained information as to Green's whereabouts, and notified Sevier county officials Who were unable t;o go after the wanted criminal .because of lack of public funds. The information was relayed to Malvern, with the result Green was caught and returned to Arkansas for trial. Philadelphia Is After Republican Convention , PHILADELPHIA.-^)—Philadelphia business leaders have thrown into'high gear fachinery to bring the 1932 republican national convention to this city. Philips H. Gadsden, president of the chamber of commerce, who has been empowered to name a committee to raise a $150,000 fund to finance convention details, said Thursday he would invite agents of the republican national committee to Philadelphia to judge the desirability from the convention standpoint. ems HAZEL ROSS. BAILEY BEGflT HERB TODA* MARY HABKNESS'ploti; to en- .•nnre (THE FI/X, who *he -" ••framed" .her -brother, with the murder of old -_- SUPinPfSllt^uiiid 'Intel THM -£201110 down nnd killed him. She !• nlded by BOWEN of <he Stnr. Mitry'i Hince. mnK IlUTfTHEH. believe. "Eddie Kullty, n* do police, who give an the Investigation; •-. -« BIIUCE JUWTBa. In hl« father-n bad Kraccn, vow« to rout who he believe" l» n sold-i Junlter hnn mnde Mnry hln heir. Dirk order* Mary to ;nbnndon the lnve«tla;ntlon, but »ho Koe» to Miami on the Juiiltor ynpht. henr- 1ns The 'fly will he nt Hlnlcah '"/he" meot^COUNT DK .LOMA. old neSunlnliince oj COUNTESS .LOUISE. Bruce'* friend. DC I<onm In llntccl in the owner of The li-ly'» borne. Mil. JUMTEll .buy* n Hccond-hnnd cnr of the mime mnke 10 thnt inc.! by the niur- dcrcr, nnd flndii Eddlo'ii I. O. U. for *15,000 In It. . , Ilruce nnd LouUc qnnrrcl be- ciiuie «hc cnnnot oxpliiln <where •he not n dlnmond bracelet. l.oui«c »ny» It U Mnry'K. Ilruce niiike* her Klve the bracelet to Mary, who Ulneover* It wn» iitolen from Mm. Jnitltcr the nlRlit n«e wn» killed. Mnry lock. It In the hotel Hiife nnd take* out the milieu. She hn» them when nhe meet* De I.oitin. NOW CO ON WITH TUB STOIIX CHAPTER XXXVIII TlyTARY had persuaded herself that The Fly would' not come tonight. It was the only way she could bring heraelf to approach the meeting-place, with any degree of confidence. He would not be there, and she would -have worn the rubies for nothing—except to make a little email-talk for the other diners, perhaps. She told herself that, and tried to be sorry. But she wasn't. As the time approached, dread of the encounter turned her knees to jelly. • If sho could only have given It up and cone to flnd Dirk. The joyful expectation of seeing him soon lifted her spirits. A cool ;breeze from the bay struck their faces as they came out of the elevator into the informal sort ol lobby, set off from the dining-space by tall potted palms. Hovering in • corner, watching the dancing, she caught sight of someone familiar , . . George Bowen. Excusing her- jelf, she hurried to meet him. "Come in with us!" she begged • him, pointing out that at least a third of the men present were it linen suits rather than the required formal dress. "Not me—I'm just a voice In the wings," Bowen pleaded. "I barged In with my friend here, the society reporter." He brought forward a brown-eyed young woman in a vivic evening frock who could scarcely take her eyes from the ruby neck lace long enough to be presented "I've sot to be running along,' Bowen went on. "But first," (lower Jug his voice) "thanks for shooing the Countess out to me. I got a swell shot of her. Swell!" "But I had nothing to do with It,' Mary protested. "Did she leav the hotel?" "Yes. Bruce was with her. told him the picture was tor tb society page and he didn't seem t mind. But here's the news—Mis Brown here thinks she knows her! He turned to his companion. "Te her about it. will you, Bella?" Miss Brown smiled. "I knew a soon as I saw tho proofs that I' seen her before," she said. "1 was when I was dqing some pub liojty for a steamship lino. I was coming up from Havana on one of our boats. There was a.French actress on board—at least, she said Bbe was an actress. And she could certainly act! I'll say she could. VShe and young -what's-bis-name —oh, jpu 'know, the Newport society woman's .son—can't think of his name—were together all the time on the boat coming up. He •ivas only a kid, and he was garga about her. She didn't claim to bo a countess then—maybe that came later. "Well, one night there was a big racas In her stateroom—screams nd a lot of thumps and bumps, like omeone was getting beaten up. A teward and I took it on the run. Hero was this rich boy sitting here stupidly, nnd her with her lothes half off, the place all mussod p. She pretended he'd halt killed ler. But I'm certain it was a rame-up. "He said they were drinking to- jetber as they'd done every day, vhen she suddenly began tearing f£ her clothes and slamming things He thought she was drunk, but she vasn't. She knew what she was doing all right. "It was hushed up. The boy's mother paid her off to keep the tory from getting out. I was glad o let It ride, too. Steamship com pauies don't like that kind o£ row [y publicity any more than anyone else. But wo took care to see she lldn't ship on our lines again, and urned our-, information about her over to the Department of Justice, don't know what they did with it." "Her name?" Mary asked. "Do you remember It?" M 1 ! ISS BROWN shook her head, 'Not clearly. Delorme, or something like that. Louise De- orme." "I'm sending the pictures to the Department of Justice," Dowen cut n eagerly. "I'll have the dope on ier in a short while. Neat, eh what?" He gave his companion a congratulatory whack on the back "Brownie, I salute you!" "I salute you both!" Mary cried "It's the most phenomenal luck '. ever heard o£—your remembering that, Miss Brown. I can't tell you what it means to us all, or liow much we thank you!" "All except Bruce, perhaps," Bo wen commented. Not wishing to keep her two com panlons waiting any longer, Mary left them to go back to her party. "Every minute you waste talking to these gallants of yours is oost ing the boss money," Bates scolded "Pretty soon there won't be food enough in the place to fill me up." 'But wait till you hear," Mary crowed excitedly. "I've learned al about the Countess. And what nici little playmates you have!" They turned toward the trelllsei gate which formed the entrance t the dining section ol the roof. Th place was crowded—too crowded fo comfort. Extra tables had bee squeezed in to accommodate the uu expected business •which, the fete to be held later in the evening, ha brought. Aisles vere almost uon existent, and the dance floor ha shrunk to half its size. The chatter of the crowd, like th roar of a. vast human surf, wa confusing, aad Mary stood still fo n instant trying 'to >discover a, land •ide enough to squeeze through t'|J each their table. j- Suddenly she was enveloped In a urat of blue-white radiance Imost blinded her, and eftectx hut out ot Bight everything he small cirola^of blazinsfllgt-. Which she stood. A ripple'(Stltfu^ „ er and applause from tho qftwd teadied her, and told her thatithey iad merely been tho victims ot a 'stunt." Each Incoming party was, being subjected to brilliant Illumination by reflector lamps standing either side of the entrance^ by vay o£ introduction. -.u. Mary followed the'beckoninaffarnS; of the head-waiter to their table, recognizable by the large white •Reserved" card which was whisked away as they approached. . Jupiter was muttering angrily, 'What's tho matter with the damn ights? Put a man's oyes out!" But Bates appeared to enjoy tho unexpected publicity. "That is what I call service!" he remarked. "And lady, you cer- ;alnly do rate it, with those doll- •ags on!" * » • TN the low-cut ivory satin, her *• dark head gleaming redly under the glare of^tho lights, Mary made breath-taking picture framed in tho doorway—the black velvet wrap dropped from slim, satin-smooth shoulders, tho blood-red o£ the Jupi :er rubies glowing warmly against ;he creamy skin. It Is true that not all tho under, tono of comment was kindly, and she felt it. But tho embarrassment such knowledge brought only added a becoming flush to the pale cheeks, and a deeper radiancy to the gray eyes. There were many here to< night who read their scandal pa pers, and remembered . . . and they frankly craned to get a view of the girl who was reputed to hold the Jupiter automobile millions in the hollow of her hand. Well, the wise ones murmured, she was good looking enough certainly to have turned any man's head, particularly an old widower's who had spent close to 60 years ol his life in respectable wedlock with his first and only wife. Jupiter was a lucky man, said these. And there were others who said "What tosh, her engagement has just been an nounced to young Ruyther!" And still others pointed out, in rebuttal that young Ruyther was conapicu ously absent, and who could the young man escorting her be, any how? Just a herring drawn across the trail, replied tho wise ones. Am having exhausted the subject, they turned their attention to their food aud to a party of incoming dow agers, enduring the lights in theii turn, and without either youth 01 conspicuous beauty to make the or deal less trying. Service was slow, but the soup arrived aud still there was no sigi of Do Loma. If ho were alread> there, he must be aware of the! presence after that gaudy introduc tioii. He must not be hero. Tint was the oiily explanation. Then he came. Mary heard hi; voice at her elbow, and jumped. Sin never knew where he came from how he found his way to her side without attracting notice. It wa as if he had sprung from the grouui at her feet in a- burst o£ smoke ike .Beelzebub. • -But the! explana- ion was quite simple — lone males vere not being honored with the potllght. De Loma hdd simply valked in the door, and by the •cry ^sensible process of following r narrow raised platform wlilcli' the 'room, just under, the ir*lr* wha"i leeoted miraculous means at the Jup(t«r table. QHE looked up quickly, In time to see the fatuous smile freeze on ils face as he saw the rubles. His ''ace went pale under Its dark tan. Tho black eyes stared at the gems as it fascinated.' His head jerked away as he saw her looking at him. :t wa 1 ' the first betraying move she iad ever seen him make. But It vaa enough—plainly the unexpected coming face-to-face with the neck- ace had unnerved him. Ho was lervous as a lover as he asked her o dance. A slow thrill of power slipped over Mary, drew her up straight and tall beside him. The rubies rattled on the polished bosom of his dress-shirt. He kept his eyes .urned away—his ready gift of onguo seemed to have left him all at once. The orchestra muted Its voice and began to throb out a waltz. The eader crooned the melody softly, n a yearning, passion-laden undertone. It was somehow reminiscent of that other night—the night of ler engage meat party—Mary :hought, leaden-hearted. If only Dirk were here now, to dance it with her— She looked about, not very hope- Cully. The lights had been dimmed until only tho strings of swaying, breeze-shaken Japanese lanterns remained. By their uncertain illumination she saw a party being seated at a table beside the dance-floor— two girls ai}d a man. There waa much scraping of chairs, re-arranging of places and settling of wraps. It was impossible to see who they were, for they were in semi-darkness while a broad amber glow from a huge spotlight made the dance- floor a colorful melange of moving figures. Something about the newcomer reminded Mary of Dirk . . . her heart plunged wildly. She touched De Loma's arm. "Over there—someone I want to see." Obligingly he turned about and led her past the table she indicated. Almost immediately they were abreast of it. She did not really expect it to be Dirk . . t she had been seeing him in various total strangers ever since she learned ho was in the hotel. This no doubt was just another optical illusion. Then suddenly she was looking directly into his eyes. For a long moment they saw no one else, he and she—just that long plunge ot eye into eye while mixed emotions swept over them both. There was a girl's surprised cry, "Why, Enrique!" It was Ethel, gaping at tho man she believed to be in South America. De Loma barely nodded. Cornelia's face stared at them frigidly—white, angry, stunned. Then in the space of an Instant Dirk's face changed as It a mask ^ad slipped over it. With a look of stony recognition. J' A *'"•>""' away-. (Continued ou Page Seven) '' » f •"•• t /' ;vf-\ j *"• V * 1 -la *e% 'W'ettirt'-B silks t'o Vl h^ridlcBp. Oak Mrv afi«t" day with Mr. <Mr, arid ,M Sunday ftiSfoM* Mf. and BBS, SHIN I NO STARS: James Dunn and Sdtly Mm, tvho&e worn teamed in the rantantic leads in the Fox dramatic prorft/dVott, ' The Hill." - Over School Fresiflent aftd Mrs. Mike I*Uftfe« thla Wrltiag, tetttvttf. Mrs, Dora night with he* Collier, C. E,-Sanders an day wtth Ernest'. Jar&i-Dick Reed,*, fepetit a few days wi J, G. Collier. Miss Hattte Ji -night arid Suiiflay Ross. Fred Cftfflp Lee England ( attended singing >« night. ,, Mr. and iMrs R«b called on Mr. and Sunday afternoon. ,Mr, arid fMrsv Sunday with Mrs; family. OewarB Callier and*:, Dr Prank Porter Graham, left, is shown above with his father, Dr. Alexander Graham, after the younger man had been inaugurated ad president of the University of North Carolina at'Chapel Hill. Dr. Alexander Giaham, Who is S7, is one of the pioneers of higher education in the state India's Viceroy Travels by Air to Void Threats NEW DELHI, India— (fi>) —India's struggle from freedom has assumed such a form that tbp viceroy. Lord •Willingdon, makes most of his trips by airplane. Heretofore, whenever he traveled by rail, every foot of the route had to be guarded against revolutionists bent on wrecking the tram. This •watch entailed considerable expense. The viceroy, who was formerly governor-general of'Canada, finds' J^tat he can go about India "by air much.more safely and,'at less cost. , V The govemmenrhas just purcTfiwed an airplane lor his exclusive use, pay- jng J5.000, which is one-fifth what the viceroy's sumptuous train cost. on C. E. Sanders and s afternoon. " Mr. and Mrs. few, days wi and fantil yof "Mi Miss Avis'Woodul IS_ Ross spdnt Saturday" wt Mathes of Hope. ' '* Just Aii tffi •Fresh shi$|]«i BROOKW <> n. Assorted OhpcolL Regular $1.0*0^8 Specif " 59c , jiT Pound Ward The Leadingl "We've Got PHONE ; 6J Motor Cycle Deliv eoAR.pi He- H OUS with MAJOR MOOPLG- When Gene Ahern , first started drawing 'Our Boarding House' the characters consisted of Mrs. Martha Hoople and the boarders. Then one day there wandered onto the scene a famous world traveler, lecturer, big game hunter, scientist, soldier and what-have-you—in other words, Major Amos Hoople himself, Watch for this redly 6REAT comic U OUR BOARDING HOUSE" daily in GENE From that instant^ /'the comic was "mad?.*;The public seized -it and installed it as a/, 'j real favorite, because%| Major Hoople, a medv ern edition of Baron vj Munehausen, tickle^; its fancy, \ t There's no imitafe* ing Major Hoople; he's all alone, Nobody but the redoubtable Major could say "Egad!" and "Mar- ; rumph!" and get awsy with it; nobody sould spin yarns like his sr»d live. He's a dsily vaudeville show in himself. Hope • Star ue-2

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