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1»AQE TWO HOPE STAR, HOPE,'ARKANSAS Tuesday, October 12,1937 Hope ® Star Snr nf F.orc li>9; Press, 1927. Consolidated January 18, 1929. 0 Justice, Deliver Thy Herald From False Report! Published every week-day afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Inc. <C. K Palmer & Alex. H. Washburn), at The Star building, 212-214 South Walnut street, Hope, Arkansas. £4 I v. Coftrtght, C. E. PALMER, President ALEX. H. WASHBURN, Editor and Publisher (AP> —Means Associated Press (NEA>—Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Subscription Rate (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per : week iSc; per month 6Sc: one year S6.50. By mail, in Hempstend, Nevada, j Howard, Miller and LaFayette counties, $3.50 per year; elsewhere $6.50. j Member of The Associated Press: The Associated Press is exclusively; entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local nesvs published herein. Charges on Tributes, Etc.: Charges will be made for all tributes, cards Of 1 thanks, resolutions, or memorials, concerning the departed. Commercial newspapers hold to this policy in the news columns to protect their readers Ifcom a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims responsibility for the safe-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscripts. CAST OP CttARACTEIlS IMJISrtMjA tMMIU'R — yiuuijt AVmnntl attorney, AMY Kl'SHH—Clll.T'x rotimmnte flml mtirderrf* victim. .11 At KI-'.UHHi.V.N—Ci1l.r'<i ftnnce. H A 11IIV II U TO HI X H — Amjr'l • <rnn.KF vHffnr. .SKKt;I-)\.vr nnT..»\—nntrrr n.«- ixIsiiiMl (i> solve (lie murilrr of Amy Kerf. * * # Yowterilny: Dolnn i»pr*lnf*» In ItN theory thnt Ki'rt* IM t!u? mitr- ilerrr. Mi-nutlim' IIP tell* I'llly that (he inuti htvolviMl itt fltinU'r'a ftirnniro nffnlr IN yminit Hilly Iliir- nuiii, lirnllirr of lhp iirlrl In ivliom MutPhluM tins louts been inter* esteil. CHAPTER XXIV /"MLLY looked around her living room curiously. It was exactly as she had left it thnt morning, yet there was some subtle difference. Then she saw it. The copy of "The Last Puritan," on her end table. The book had a blue outside front cover, which clashed with the green and red of the living room. It was a silly Fear of War Behind Dictators' Meeting I T WAS a great show that the Germans put on for Benito , Mussolini. No nation in Europe understands the value of the spectacular better than do the Germans: that one little touch of floodlighting all the buildings on Unter den Linden i J hi "g to do, bin she always^turned just as the two dictators appeared was a masterpiece. j But there wa? a grim and menacing' undertone to the i great celebration. Hitler showed Mussolini those aspects of German civilization which were best calculated to interest and impress the visitor—the great munitions works at Essen, the new German army, the trim warships, the bombing- squadrons, and so on. For the international friendship signalized by this meeting of statesmen is a, friendship that rests on the fear of war. The get-to-gether was no mere sentimental gesture: it was a gesture that brought mailed fists into a handshake. And no American can read of it, and think about the significance of it, without reflecting on the providential good fortune which is his as an American. XXX T YING between two great oceans, we escape the unending JLi pressure which forces Germans and Italians to turn their nations into armed camps. We do not need to bid for other nations' friendship by showing how tough we could be in case of a fight. The money and energy which go to build up a war machine can be diverted to peaceful production. You can dramatize the contrast best by imagining that some foreign statesman—Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain of England, for instance—had come to America and was being shown the sights by President Roosevelt. What would the President show the prime minister? Would he not take him to those spots where America's great productive machinery is in high gear, so that the visitor might see how a nation enjoys the blessings of peace? There would be a visit to the Detroit auto factories, no doabt ; and to the Hahoning Valley steel belt; a look at the Tennessee Valley, with its great experiment in planned living; a glimpse at the western wheat belt, where rippling grain rolls to the horizon like a wind-touched sea; a visit to Chicago with its infinite network of busy railroads, and another to New York, where the innumerable threads of American life are' all gathered together. XXX \ 7ASTJLY different, than a round of munitions factories and V military camps. And the difference is symptomatic of the difference between those nations that are cursed by the fear of war and those that are not. Because we do not have that fear, we can devote our energies to building for the future—to the production of things that men need, things that lay the foundation for a richer and happier life. The difference between what Hitler showed Mussolini and what Roosevelt would show Chamberlain is the measure of our tremendous good fortune. the book upside down, so that the yellow back cover showed. Yellow blends much more harmoniously with green and red. Someone had been in this apartment and picked tip that book. Someone who had been very careful. The book was in exactly the same place she had left it, but it had been turned right side up. Probably not urioiher person in a hundred would have noticed the change. It was just that Cilly had a sixth sense of color, much more intense than the average. She stepped back toward the foyer, a little nervous at first, and flooded the kitchen with light. Then she '.valked to the bedroom, lighting the way before her. Nobody was in the apartment now, that was certain. But somebody had been there. She was sure of it. Somebody had searched the place very thoroughly. She recalled the pleasant way Sergeant Dolan had ended the interview that morning. "See here, Miss Pierce," he had said, "you've been worrying too much about this case. You need a little relaxation. So do I, for that matter. . . . Tell you what, I'm going to take you over to the St. George for lunch, and then you're going to a movie." » * * CO that was it. How nicely he had put it over! Quite unsuspecting, and not a little pleased to have company at lunch, she had agreed to his plan. She had spent three hours at the theater (Sergeant Dolan had left her there alone because he had some important work) while the police •very thoroughly and very painstakingly searched her apartment. She smiled, nevertheless. The sergeant hadn't gained anything through his pleasant little ruse. There was nothing here for him to discover now. She congratulated herself on having burned Jim's postcard and the newspaper clipping Amy had clutched. The front doorbell rang at that moment and Cilly went to answer it, wondering who could be calling on such an afternoon. It was Harry Hutchins. "Hello, Priscilla!" he beamed brightly. "Thought it wns such n rotten day that you'd appreciate company." "How nice!" Cilly replied without warmth. She would have appreciated almost any company, but not Harry Hutchins'. She led the way into the living room and I offered him a chair with scant! cordiality. "I found a nice little place down on Shore Road where we can have (dinner together," he offered ami- I ably, assuming that the idea would delight any girl. "How does that suit you?" "Mot very well, I'm sorry to say," Cilly replied. She groped for a hasty excuse, then gave up the idea. Why bother to make excuses? Why not let him, know once and for all rtint she did not want any association with him? "I really planned to dine at home this evening—alone," she finished, with special emphasis on the last word. As soon as the words wore out, she felt a little ashamed of her rudeness, but Harry was completely unruffled. * * * T OWERING his voice, he asked in a more gentle tone: "Any new developments in solving our unfortunate affair?" "As far as I know," she said, elaborately casual, "the police have have discovered nothing of any importance. Of course, we've nil been questioned thoroughly— the entire household was summoned to headquarters yesterday —but nothing came of it." "Haven't they any suspects?" Cilly shrugged. "I suppose you might say we're all under suspicion. Any man in the house could have done it." "I read in last night's paper that someone actually saw it happen." "Yes. One of the tenants in the St. Ann, across the way, was sitting at the window just at tfiat moment." "Couldn't she identify the man?" "Hardly. It was quite dark, you remember, and she saw him only for an instant, as one of the ship's searchlights passed over the roof." Harry shook his head wonderingly "Snd sighed, "tt's n tough case, all right," he admitted. "Poor Amy!" He reached into his pocket for cigarcts, offered one to Cilly. "Do you know," he snicl with studied carelessness, "there'a something back of all this." "You think so?" * * * "TJEMEMBER," Harry reminci- ed, "that you and I saw Amy in different lights. She frequently intimated to me that there was a cloud hanging over her life . . . some other man, of course." He flicked the ash from his cigarel with exaggerated nonchalance Then: "Say, didn't it seem to you thnt she nnd'Kerrigan were startled to see each other?" "I suppose you're, trying to tell me that Jim Kerrigan was UK- secret trouble in her life?" Cilly flared, with biting sarcasm. She•was white with anger, not so much because of Hutchins' insistent questioning, but rather because lit had come so close to the truth. What right did he have to dig Into Jim's past? "Now, Priscilla, I didn't say that!" he placated. "What I renllj thougnt . . ." Cilly stood up. "I'm not in the least interested in your thoughts about anything," she said haughtily. ''Neither do I intend to sit here and listen to your malicious gossip concerning the t%vo people in the world who meant most to me. Now if you will be so kind as to excuse me . . ." "I'm very sorry, Priscilla," ho offered graciously. She turned her back on him and walked over to the window, waiting for him to go. He stepped oul into the tiny foyer and picked up his hat and umbrella. At the same moment, the outside front cloorbel) rang. Cilly made a move to answer it. "Don't bother!" Hutchins told her. "I believe that's the taxi for me. I ordered a cab, thinking you might join me." He crossed the foyer and pressed the front door buzzer. "Well, good evening, Priscilla," he said in parting. "Sorry about all this." "Goodby," Cilly corrected icily. She stood there for n moment after he had left, her brows knit together in puzzled consideration. Suddenly her eyes gleamed with a bright eagerness; she went swiftly into the bedroom and began rummaging through her lower bureau drawer. (To Be Continued) By Olive Robferts Barton If Mother Turns on Family Who Treated Her As Worm Mrs. Holmes WHS Into. She run the car into the garage and entered th» kitchen door. It was dork and ivt first she thought the family hnd decided to go to Aunt Martha's for supper. Pour Jim. ho hail a meeting tonight and hnd to leave curly. "Well I couldn't help it." Mrs. Holmes ?akl to herself. "The Col Club had to wait until Dr. Smith came in. to get his ideas on the new blankets." She walked into the living room, and there snt Jim, Lois and Hal. They hardly looked up from their reading ns she entered. Jim said, looking nt his ; wntch, "Well, Margaret, it's six thirty. 1 have to leave in ten minutes." "II olio, Mom," Lois grumbled. "Whore'vc you been?" Hal just turn-, oil the page and rolled over on his stomach. A Different Reaction "I'm forry, everybody," said Mar-, garet. "I'll hurry. 1 could not pet away, and thought maybe you'd gq over to Aunt Martini's when it cnme six. She is only four doors away and she hvays wants you." Margaret stood for a moment, look-, ing at her husband and children. She was tired. Before she went out she had done a good day's work. The hospital club only met once it month, and this was the first time she had been late for many a day. "I fixed things before 1 left," she said. "The potatoes arc pared and the dessert made. Why coudn't you start things going?" "I think I'll be on my way," said Jim. "Never mind about dinner. I'll get some ham and eggs at the grill after the meeting." "With all the food in this house, it is a pity among nil of you thnt someone couldn't gel a meal going," cried Mnrgaret. "It's n wonder you don't wait for me to put it Into your mouths. I'm nway just once, and this is what happens, Well, I wn lirclo and I'm. going to lie down. Do as you like, all of you." Who Ucally as at Vault Could this bo mother speaking? They had expected apologies. Jim had expected to be urged to wait just H little longer while she hurried with supper. Lois had expected a "Sorry, darling. 1 nm sure you are starved." Hnl hod expected "Here, come kiss your mother, honey. I suppose my big boy is ravenous. Well, you may hove un extra helping of everything." 'Instead here wns mother acting as though she was mod about something. What? Why? It was her fault, wasn't it? She went upstairs. The three looked at each other as though the floor hail sunk benenth their feet. Jim started for his hat, and then came bock. The meeting could wait. He said, "Snap to it, kids. Hustle. Come on out to the kitchen and we'll get mother's supper, and our own." Uneasily the "kids" got to their feet. Mnrgaret heard excited voices and clicking pans. She wanted to go down and say, "I'm sorry. I'll get you n fine supper and everything's nil right." But she didn't. She held her ground. "Come en, Mom. tt's all ready," called Hal at last. Margaret smiled. She went down. Who's fault? Margaret's own. She hnd never put any responsibility on her children. They had learned to soldier. Filmland Prepares to P'ight It Out Along the Shanghai Front Helen Wills Depicts Tennis Star's Life. Economy—With Exceptions I T IS announced at Washington that the Treasury Department is to make a survey of all branches of the government, with the intention of effecting- economies "in every direction." A comprehensive report will be made to the President on his return from the west, and sharp budget slashes are expected to follow. All of this is very encouraging, and it would be much more so except for one thing. Secretary of the Treasury Morgen- thau says that the economy drive will not touch either the unemployed on federal relief or the regular workers on the federal payroll. A most fertile field for economy is enclosed within those two boundaries. We could expect more of this economy drive if that field were not enclosed by "no trespassing" signs. K. Reg. U. 3. Pat. Off. By OK. MURHIS FISHBEIN editor, Journal of the American Medical Association, and of Hyjrela. the Health Magazine. To Safeguard Health in Industry Start By Being Physically Sound This is the first ef a series of articles in which Dr. Morris f'i.sh- bein discusses industrial disease* and (he ways in which the health Of industrial workers may be guarded. I.No. 3-12) With the coming of new i):'lu.-.trit-s. new chemicals and now mtthrxls i/it<, modern life, we adopt procedures !:u too frequently without any /•'.•.•ili/.ition of their effects on health. The job on which you work, no matter what it happens to be, carries wilt it seme degree of danger or exposure If you are an office workei. you ;m concerned with conditions of UMH- perature and humidity. f£ >ou ,n. out in the shop, your problem.-. inb> bt much more serious. The idea that industry may hx: a h«/.- ard to health is not a new >.:x. [\. October, 1933. the world celebr;uc-« the 300th anniversary of the birth •,'. Bernardino Ramazzini, the first mai. to establish the study of industrial diseases as a medical science. Today the control of industrial disease has become a specialty in medicine and the job of the industrial physician or surgeon is one of the most significant \i. medical practice. Sometimes industrial complaints arise simply from the limitations of the human body. In a British bakery there was a girl whose job it was to smeli every egg after it was opened and before it was used. After one hour of egg smelling she found it impossibly to continue the work. Operators of pneumatic hammers in the stone-cuotting industry find thatj Ihftir finger;-, may be affected by the continuous vibration. Printers used to suffer frequently with lead poisoning until methods of prevention were discovered. There are many hazards associated with farming, and even bookkeepers! iind clerks may succumb to writers' crarnp. It i.i the job of the industrial doctor to delect and remedy these conditions. ^)ne of the first steps for health in industry is to be surt that you are physically fit for your job before you take it Of particular importance in many jobs i.s the vision ancl the bear- nig of the person concerned. In a job requiring heavy lifting there i.s the •Iri'jger of hernia or rupture. A person v.ith epilepsy should never work iround fly-wheels or other dangerous ..-.achmery. People with bad condition, of the feet should not take jobs .'/here they have to stand for long ijferiorls of time. Ail i, fthest- problems concern the industrial doctor arid make it neces- •ary for hirn not only to know the in- iu:-.try in which he v/orks, but the •.dr.piabihly of the worker to the in- •lu.-.try. In many .itatc-i there are laws g°v- .rning the sanitation of workshops md also determining the extent to .vhir.-h the industry itself m.ust make ;ood when an employe is injured as to his health by his job. Helen Wills tells her own story in "Fifteen-Thirty," (Scribner's: §3) and provides a complete and readable answer to the question, What is it like to be a world tennis champion? It's pretty nice, apparently. You get to do a lot o ftraveling and you meet some interesting people; and Miss Wills seems to have had-'the knack of doing it all without becoming absorbed in tennis to the eclusion of all other interests. She tells here how she started in the tournament game as a youngster in pigtails, how she got a college education in three years despite the time she had to give to tennis, and how the competitive instinct drove her to strive for and win a Phi Beta Kappa key for scholarship. She wishes now she hadn't crammed so hard; she got good grades, she says, but didn't really get the education she thought she was getting. No tennis fan can fail to be interested in her account of her career on the courts. She really was, apparently, as unflustered and calm as she always %v.v.v.v.w.v.v.v.v.v.v. ;: SEE US ^: 1" Tor Painting and Body Work— *• •t Special Car Paint Job— $17.50 «J •I O. K. Body Shop J .?1015S. Ebii (Old Hgh. ShopJ.Pl ». M. M. MOHGAN •; ?r .v.v.w. v. v.v»v.v.w.v> appeared to be. She slept well on nights before important tournaments, never got too excited to eat heartily, and concentrated on the game so hard that the galleries didn't bother her. No, she and Helen Jacobs aren't enemies, and Miss Wills would like to know how that story ever started. She thinks Suzanne Lenglen the finest wo- . man player she ever played n gainst! ! And she has enjoyed every minute of | her own tournament career—"Looking back upon it, it seems to m« to have been an exceedingly delightful dream. which lasted for 15 years!" "Fifteen-Thirty" is a rather delightful book, too, in which an altogether charming personality is reflected. HOLLYWOOD.—Short takes: The stars, who are as celebrity-mad as any of their funs, have been following J. Rclgnr Hoover all over town, mobbing him at parties, getting his autogrnph. They also get n chuckle when the capital G-men required two days to locate Leo Carrillo, with whom he was supposed to go fishing. Clara Bow seems to want to come back in the movies—but only in a big way. There was a part she might have had in Hal Roach's "Road Show," but she figured that her "It" is still worth 575,000 and a share of the picture's profits. 'Deanna Durbin has been taken nway from her studio and won't be allowed to return until she gets that promised revision of salary. It'a strange how little some deserving people get, and how much some other people get by with. . . . There's a director, for instance, who has been receiving $3500 a week for a year without doing a lick ' of work. Talks himself out of every j assignment given him on the grounds that the picture isn't worthy of his great talents. Hollywood producers have hopped on a war horse and ore galloping off in ill directions. Warner Brothers are bringing out "West of Shanghai;" Par- Poisr- alr.nr (Im'sn'l make 'fo£ boiuily. Hill poi-ji'—(lie h!nd/f;jSj£ l.'risr \vlilrh f)i bids iiii'iinhlglj KisliUTS will) the Imml.s or filers initl Ixitllc.s—Is imr of lillli' Jiiiii-l Lojjim's rlilrf Diminutive, demure mid i ly >liy, (lie nidiii slur lies bull, frinirril JirrosM her \vl<l< mill gulden (I up like n (lie br.tk, blue eyes, pt'iirly skin, a .slrniglil unit tplrmlid Her iilnrm clot-It every Ilir signal for n rouliiii 1 of up rxerrixi's. amount hns just started "East of Shanghai," with Anna May Wong, mid RKO has bought for filming a George Turner story called "North of Shanghai;" 20th-Fox presumably is holding down the southern front with "Shanghai Deadline." Italian Puzzle Nobody can understand how Hnl Roach, able moviemaker though he is, got into that 56,000,000 Mussolini deal to mako four operatic flickers. 1 know | that when he left for Italy Roach was i incredulous and a little bewildered by a report that highbrow musical pictures would be the subject, of the conference. Maybe the Italians heard somewhere that he once worked in horse-opera. Samuel Qoldwyn, reports, the Hollywood Reporter .telephoned Darryl Zanuck and announced, "Darryl, we are both in great trouble." "How come?" inquired Zanuck. "Because," explained Goldwyn, "you have an actor that I've got to borrow." I Francis X. Bushman has sold his j sandwich stand and is before the cameras again—as n race track steward in "Thoroughbreds Don't Cry." Shirley Temple, who has been seeing her dentist twice a week—to have plates adjusted for the vacancies left by missing biiby teeth—now has ;ill her |«.'i-nijuiiBJit'3 teeth in front and i.s much h;ippl<^rfy||fei Miriam Hopkins. \vc;iring shorts, dined with her Beverly Hills cafe the other everiiji'gp But the height of informalityV-Sfras^ glimpsed ;i couple of na;Ht.s lat&lis'St'ij' tht.' umpity Troeadero—a U'oman^danCs' ing in her .stocking foot. I Grelclieii Hojii'M, dancing with Blumonthnl. She took off her .shoes 1 she wouldn't tower too far little big-shot of finance. Firemen's Luck The Culver City fire dcpi rushed to a small blaze on lot at Metro, .strung :i hose attached it to a hydrunt on pcrmnncl set know/in as York Street." But when the: 1 was twisted the hydrant toppl tho sidewalk. H wns-just."tt LeRoy Prinz, the dance direct a sprained ankle, but not from Turned it while bracing battle with a 165-pound the fish, though. Wallace Beery 1 ! crippled from that blank wound, but showed up on "Bad Mnd of Brimstone," in a chair. Sitting thus, the Bad ,_..,._, tuully played a couple of closeUp scones. ^r'^K'-ji Joseph Schildkraut wept wheri-;hs,5 saw "The Life of Einile Zolai'lji/iii'i which he plays Dreyfus. And Gladys:', George nt the preview of •'Madame: X." cried throughout the picture. • j;,.:"! V NEXT: Hazards of temperature and ventilation. NOTI CE! To My Customers and Friends: I have changed from Nelson- liuckins to Hope Steam Laundry, and invite you to continue your business with me. We offer you service wf the highest quality. HARRY HIIPPS OAK We are in the market for a round lot of Forked Leaf White Oak, Cow Oak, Overcup, Burr Oak, ano htU Oak togs. For Prices and Specifications Apply to Hope Heading COMPANY Phone 245 SERVICE BEST WORK LOWEST PRICES Phone 383 \ $K Chesterfields go right along with smokers.., giving them the kind of a smoke they want,.,in the way they like it best. \ Chesterfields are refreshingly milder — they're got a taste that smokers like. Chesterfields are different from all the rest., .THEY SATISFY, KHsSSw SJBTOQJSgffiJSgB^BP^^ Un ^^•^••<»^^la^^^»*<iiBBBMi^^8P"*^^^^9S^^^^tgy'TJ^*^^^ffy*T'*^"*^*''^"^» — Gstenic, Copyright 19)7. LlGOBTT St. JtitYWi TODACCO Co- MORE PLEASURE

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