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^OjMiiyiiAl;'" ;;;;^§i«:fi^mte Star from False Report/ fifcljshed «sv%t* We*fc-day afternoon by Star Publishing Co., ttf*. r&.AttSfct^WashbWft), at The Star building. 218-214 South Hcfce, Arkansas. C, fc £&faM£8, Pteshfcftt AUSS, If. WASBBtBN, Editor and Publisher ""™-™"-""' 1 '' ..... i.«m-i .-*.-.. • — n=...... ------ .1....... •"--_- /-t^. ->.--..._ ----- - .- -i ------ '-_..-.-•-•-—--"••••-- --••--•' ----"•• EflteWd as second-class iViatte* at the postoffice at Hope, Arkansas (he Act o< March 3, 1897. I ttcftflhton: "fb* itewsgap* is Hi testitutidn developed by fnedern present th6 fcev&.oi th«. day', to foster commerce fend industry, idftty circulated advertisements, and to furnish : that cheek i»p6n ifieiit which tod consitttjjfon Jias ever bosn able to provide."— Col. ft. KtMA^fjt.. ' v \ ' Bonpuon Rate (Always, Payable ta Advfcnte): Bv city carrier, per Set p* fntmth 6§; ofle jrear $8.50. By mail, in Hempstead. 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Morris Fishbein S ' 'In:-the summertime your children,: f "even* the smallest ones, are .able to ^et about pretty well outdoors. They, have the advantage of sunshine and *\ "fresh air. , t \£ k As a result, they approach the win- f n ',,ier season with a good deal of vitality. ' Totality, sometimes is translated by 'scientists into the word resistance. ' 4 When we have resistance, we are able' to overcome many of the minor infections which attack us. > K With increased resistance we can K\ ^overcome even serious infections. 'rf^ 1 Of course, a child can have all the i,v't ct advantages of summer and yet, with ?A ( improper nutrition, can come to the' vf p^. winter season without resistance. There; ; i ''f-}£?'' se ems *° b e a close relationship be-'' tween nutrition and ability to resist disease. If the child's weight is adequate for ? }its-height and age, if it has had plenty i *" of ( vitamins, proteins, carbohydrates, A 1 /, ' &$*> &nc ' mineral salts to keep its body &•*' ••> tissues in repair and in good functioning order, it will end the summer' f ' .with added resistance. ,' In the wintertime, the child will lack' r <-j"the sunshine and fresh air in- many: i irinstances, and will have to replace; ,' <-them_with some of^e artificial fac T n.'f tors which modern science has made' >ti available. Thus artificial sunshine, ""'cod liver oil, and vitamin D milk can- i-gdo-jntfch to replace the effects of sun- r shine that the child gets in summer:! By Olive Roberts Barton f'«. , With the coming of whiter the child' likely to be kept indoors. 'Never-' ,- everything possible ought to ejko keeupup the goad hygienic arts that have been developed dur- Ing the warmer Season. Whenever the weather permits,, the windows should be kept open even though more clothing may be neces- 'sary. The .-exercise of • the -summer season ,may be met in part by indoor, exer- 'cise, but it is well to provide, 'sufficient light, loose yet warm clothing, good shoes or rubbers, and to permit the child to have some exercise outdoors. If, in addition to these habits, the child's nutrition is very closely watched during the winter season, there seems to be no reason why the youngster should not approach spring, with its vitality only slightly diminished 'from that with which it reached winter. By Bruce Catton ¥: The revolution that so many people have been worrying about la'tely has already happened. It began. in 1900, or thereabouts, and reached its climax in the stock market catastrophe of ;1929, and it left us in a state of con- fusiion from which we have barely begun to emerge. So says Frederick Lewis Allen, author :.pf "Only Yesterday," in an engrossing book entitled "The Lords of Creation." His book is a study of the tremendous growth of corporate power in America during the last generation. This, he says, was a true revolution, to divorced ownership from control of our greatest industries, gave men enormous power without responsibility, broke down our old conceptions of business ethics, and put us at the mercy of a mad financial free-for-all whose leaders were symbols of our troubles rather than causes of them. He examines in some detail the rise of our giant corporations, beginning with J. P. Morgan's organization of U, S. Steel more than 30 years ago and continuing down through the dizzy gyration* of the Instills, the Van Sweringens, the Mitchells, and so on. And all this, he says, brought about nothing less than a revolution in the American way of life. Our old standards were swept away. Tffe were put at the mercy of the promoters, the combiners. The corporate lawyer, he says, is always two jumps ahead of the legislator, and frequently at least that far aheaed of his own conscience. And we wound up by getting in a fearful mess, from which we are not even now certain that we are going to emerge successfully. The book is a worthy sequel to "Only Yesterday." Harpers' publishes U for $3. No one expects Halloween to be a game of, ping-pong and the grouchy citizen may as well go out to the farm &hd, see Grandma on this night, but the mildest burgher has a right to protest when things go too far. Much has been done about the Fourth of July, so why cannot some bans be put on the -carryings-on that usually marks' the eve of All-Saints' Day? It is easy enough to divert the young children on this momentous occasion without spoiling their fun. Dress 'em up and let them go about asking kind friends for nuts and apples to put in their little paper bags. This for early evening fun. Later there is the taffy pull at home. A mother can use her own ingenuity to vary the entertainment. Children are never critical about the "kind" of party as long as they can laugh and cut up a bit. Mob Spirit Thrives in Street But it is both dangerous and unscrupulous to let the streets take care o'f our 'children, to allow them carte blancb to do as they please and close our'eyes to'thhigsltha't would horrify us if committed on any other day but this. A little. dopr-'bell ringing isn't a crime, but 'the true mob spirit never stops : at that. I've had everything happen to me, I think, that could happen to any peaceful citizen, so I speak with authority, i "have -had a painted door kicked -is -'hard ; and .viciously that it forever "bore.'-scars. of battle., Porches werei ruined by 'a : sticky tar substance jthat would not come off without plan- ing, deep into the wood.. Yet the very perpetrators of .these seemingly inno- cent'cfirnes 'went" to school next morning looking as innocent as apple dumplings and thinking that Hallowen was over. It was for them, but not for people who would spend weeks and dollars to efface the scars. Hoodlums Present Big Problem These are comparatively simple things, of course, but actually such damage amounts to a greater toll than burned gates and ruinsed cars. It comes under the class so-called "innocent" fun. As for the bigger and better vandal, no one but G-men can be expected to cope with him. This is where real law comes in. Each .year I am more and more amazed at the patience of the public and the laxity of the law. Every vicious grudge of the hoodlum is saved up for Halloween. It has become the custom for people to say, "How I dread that week." There is something wrong with Hector when the fleas begin to complain. He is either dead or dying. ' By Alicia Hart Concealed Evidence "Pardon me," said the stranger, "are yop aresident here?" "Yes," was the answer. "I've been here goin' on fifty years. What kin I do for you?" "I am looking for a criminal lawyer," said the stranger. "Have you any here?" "Well," said the other, "we're pretty sure we have, but we can't prove it."-Troy (N. VJ Record. Artificial eyebrows that you shape and trim to suit yourself and paste on over your own are the latest innovation of the beauty industry. A special boon to the girl with extremely thin, uninteresting brows, these are easy to use and quite flattering. They come in various shades of brown as well as black, and are made from real hair. When you get up in the morning, simply moisten the back of each brow which you have clipped to fit the shape of your natural brow arch and paste them on. They won't slide out of place and can be removed and washed as often as y6u like. One pair should last several weeks. Whether you use artificial brows or not, remember that too thin, narrow eyebrows no longer are fashionable. It's smart to have quite heavy ones. Tweeze only the hairs that grow across the bridge of your nose and down on the lids. In other words, keep the natural curves neat and trim, but don't try to change them by removing hairs here and there. Artificial eyelashes still are worn for evening by a good many women. These come in strips, to be pasted on just above your own, or separately with glue on the tip of each hair. You moisten the jip and paste- the longer, artificial lashes between the natural hairs. If you want your eye lashes to curl, put a bit of vaseline on them night and morning and brush upward with a litle mascara brush. If you want to try one of the patented rnetal eyelash curlers, make sure that the edges of it are finished with tiny rugger pads. These prevent the hairs from breaking when you squee/e the handles together. i*"" ,cMit England CHICAGO— Three unique methods f -dealing with speeding motorists ave been evolved by Chicago Judge's i their war against reckless driving nd its' .consequent toll of htimta lives. Judges Eugene. Holland, in Safety owi-t,; hus been Impounding the automobiles of speeders fi'om 30 to 90 days, Ivhig them nn alternative of a heavy ne and n short, term in a jail. Another system, practiced by Judge ohn Gutknech't, is to have the Police iopartrnent remove the license plates com 'a speeders' aUtomobile. The lales B*D kept in the court safe until he judge feels the speeder has had an Abject lesson. America will never get ahead if it gets one the night before.—James Schermerhorn, writer in Detroit address urging return to prohibition. The blueprint of the New Deal was good. The hopeless tangle of today is not the paths then plotted.—Gen. Hugh S. Johnson. If we are forced out of Chicago, it will mean (theatergoers* can either see theater groups play Cinderella or go to peep shows.—Henry Hull, *star of 'Tobacco Road," banned by Chicago's mayor. When the public sees a new form of art which it fails to understand the public resents that art -just as a horse resents a windblock newspaper —Homer Saint-Gaudens, art director Carnegie Institute. by Robert Bruce O 1933 NEA Service, inc. BEGIN HERE TODAY JEAN DUNN, Decretory to DON- .At,U MONTAGUE, lawyer, delnyN her miniver when 11OJIUY \VAf-- I/AC15. natomblillc salesman, ; aHkH her to marry him. At The Golden Feather nlchl club Hhe meets SANDY IIAH- TCIXS whofte bnftlneHH connection in vnprue. Snntly introdiiccM Holihy and .lean to MR. and MUS. LEWIS nnd Boltliy nrrnngrcR to Nell Home • .. bondn. f or ., Lewln. He' NClln them to Donald Slontatrae, LeVrln liu>-» XA«RY. GLENN, federal - neent, ' lit trying to locate WINGY 1,131V. : IS, bank roliber. He Icarus nliout tbe bond transaction and • question* Bobby. The bondw were Ktolen. ' f/nrry. believes tlie cnr I.ewlH bought was armored. Bobby nnclertakcH to find out. Jean p?oes to her home town for n vacation. Sandy eomcn to nee her nnd Bhe agrees to marry him. Hobby llmls an old brickyard and believes It Is where the armored ears ore made. T«arry Beta proof that Lewis and Sandy both have criminal records. The bank of which Jean's father Is president Is robbed. 2VO1V GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXVIII HPHB clatter o£ gunfire in the street jarred sharply on the ears of the people inside the bank. To the victims, standing helplessly by tfte wall with upraised hands, it brought a sudden stab of hope; to the grunmen it sounded the imperative ne.ed for hurry. The red-haired man prodded the back of the trembling clerk with his automatic. '•. "Come on, dopkyj" he snarled. "Get goin' or I'll plug^'oa.. Hurry!" They had finished with \the safe and the cage in which Mr. 'Jlobart lay In a grotesque sprawl, dp the floor; now they were in the x <pther cage, and the clerk was taking Mils from the cash drawer—t h e r .<? weren't many, but this red-haired man believed in being thorough— and stuffed them into the flour sack. At last it was finished. The clerk turned to face the bandit. The bandit coolly took the sack with one hand, swung the gun against the clerk's left temple with a force that knocked him senseless, and ran out into the lobby. "Come on, Wingy," he yelled. "We got to step on it!" He opened the door and came out on the steps just as the village policeman crossed the street 50 yards away. On the steps stood the sandy- haired chap they called Oklahoma. He was swaying slightly, and his face was pale beneath its tan, and blood had trickled down his body, beneath his clothes, and made his right foot feel slckeningly wet and warm; and he held his sub-machine gun at his waist and peered grimly up at the window from which Buddy McGinnls had shot him. He did not see the approaching policeman, but the red-haired man did; and he stood there, his right arm extended, and fired three allots. After each shot the kick of the heavy automatic jerked his hand in the air, and he brought it down with what seemed to be great deliberation and fired again. The policeman seemed to stumble as he came up over the curb, and his gun flew out of his hand and slid along the sidewalk for five yards, its metal grating on the cement. Tha policeman lay there face down, half on the sidewalk and half in the street, and did not move. The third gunman backed out of the bank, shouting through the door some parting threat to the people inside, who stood there with their hands up. pasty-faced, seem- IfiKly paralyzed. Together the three gunmen stood there on the steps for a few seconds, looking watchfully up and down the street. Then they ran down the steps and crammed themselves into the car. Oklahoma stumbled, and the red- haired man pushed him In. The doors slammed and the car shot away from the curb like a stone out of a boy's slingshot. Buddy McGinnis had just raised his head over the fourth-floor window sill. He rested his gun on'the aill again and fired his remaining shots at the car; but although this was a target altogether too big to miss the bullets seemed to have no effect. At any rate, the big car sped down tho street, its motor roaring to a high prescendo, took a corner on two wheels, and disappeared. * * * "TN the town there was the kind of •*• confusion that prevails when you withdraw a destructive stick from one of the busier ant hills. The people who had been on the street during the holdup had, naturally enough, cowered in doorways, dodged behind parked cars or ducked off down alleys when the shooting began. Now they all came streaming toward the bank —to stop, most of them, in a horror-struck circle about the fallen policeman, who still lay quite motionless. Inside the bank there was less confusion, chiefly because there were fewer people there. Mr. Dunn led the trembling stenographer to the door and'instructed her to tell everybody to stay outside. Then, with the farmer—who was finding, to his secret shame, that his chief emotion was one of relief at the .fact that the robbers had not both Ipred to take his own money away fVom him—he went back behind thV grille to see about Mr, Hobart. f.Ir. Hobart still lay where he hadi, fallen. His head was in a pool of fclood, and It had got In his sparse gray hair and made him look father dreadful; but Mr. Dunn knelt { beside him and discovered with j<py In his heart, that the man was stifll alive. He and the farmer carried! the wounded man into Mr, Dunn's i office and laid him on s leather c'ouch, and then Mr. Dunn reached f° T a telephone and hur riedly callled a doctor, while the farmer soVjked a handkerchief in water at tfee cooler in the corner of the roon.i and bathed Mr. Ho- hart's forehead , with clumsy tenderness. The young' clerk who had been slugged into unconsciousness came to and sat up\ groggily, his head wobbling a littU 8 - He raised one hand and touched hia aching temple gingerly, sa.'d, "Ooooooh" in a low, shaky voicor. and tried to remember just wua't bad happened. » •''. « T HE doctor cau^e, presently, to attend to Mr. H'obart; and Mr. Dunu managed to '.recruit an informal committee \t° keep the crowd out of the uank. call the sheriff, take the stenographer home, and so on, while he lYiniself made a hasty check of the extent of tlie bank's losses. An hour later order wag's reslors d. Mr. Hobart was taken hoiri\s. By a lucky chance, the bandit'6' bullet had only creased his skull, j The young clerk had noVthlng worse than a painful bruise, headache—and a topic of conv t bad ersa- tion that would keep him *oing for the next two years. Mr. Dunn «g.t io bis office ng with the county sheriff, who md hurried over from the county seat. 12 miles away. "There's nothing more we can lo now," said the sheriff, folding lis notebook. "There's nothing much' we can do at all, for that matter. It's a lead-pipe cinch they're out of the county by this time. I've got one of my deputies over at. the telephone office, calling all .the cities and towns around here telling 'em to be on the lookout, and a car-full of the boys are out on the road chasing these birds. "But shucks! We've got one chance in a hundred. We don't oven know for sure what road those fellows left on. We got their license number, but if they don't stop out in the country somewhere and change plates, I miss my. guess. We're just helpless on a thing like this, Mr. Dunn." Mr. Dunn nodded agreement. "There's nothing much we can do," he admitted. After a brief pa'use he said, "I had hoped, when we got that tear gas installed, that we'd be safe. You see, all Hobart had to do was step on a button, and them. But he never had a chance. That man shot him before he could move." The sheriff bit the end off a cigar, spat it out In the general direction of a waste basket, and began to smoke. "No, we're licked In these small towns—licked before we start," he said. He brooded over this for a moment. Then he looked up suddenly. "Listen," he said, "I tell you what: put in a call for tho Department of Justice men in Dover. You're a Federal Reserve bank, aren't you? Well, robbery of a Federal Reserve bank Is a federal offenso. Get tlie government men busy on it." Mr. Dunn reached for a telephone. "I wish I'd thought of that sooner," he said. "The head of the Dover office Is a Maplehurst man— Larry Glenn. I've known him since ho was a baby." * * • T AHEY had just got back from •*-* lunch when the call came in. It had been a quiet day, and the sunlight on the pavement was beguiling; so much so that it made him think of tbe baseball park, and he was just reviewing the current state of affairs la his mind, to see whether be would be Justified in 'sneaking off to the ball game," when his telephone bell tinkled. "Maplehurst Is calling. Will you hold the wire?" said the operator. He waited; then came Mr. Dunn's voice, to tell him about the robbery. Thoughts of the ball game fled from Larry's brain—not to re-enter it until many an eventful day had passed. He drew a scratch pad over to him and made notes as, with swift questions, be got from Mr. Dunn the salient features of the case. At last he hung up, pushed his chair back, and strode to the next room. Agents Tony LaRocco and Al Peters looked up expectantly. "Get your hats," said Larry. "We're taking a run down to Maplehurst. Looks like Red Jackson has blown himself to another bank robbery." ... Plates Locked Up Chicago Judges Sometimes Impound Cars Also 30 talk- (To Bo Continued.) AntirJap Feeling Inspires Assassin Japanese See Reaction to Recent Ultimatum to North China SHANGHAI, China.—Although Nan- cing police charged Friday that the attempted assassination of Premier Vang Ching-Wei of the Chinese na- ionalist government was the result of a Communist plot, general opinion is hat the young men responsible for he shooting were inspired by motives more directly concerned with Sino- rnpaneso politics. ' All Japanese news reports as well as 'statements by Japanese officialdom place this interpretation on the incident. A report from Japanese sources admits that sentiment against Wang n Nanking recently deepened as a result of the presentation of further Japan demands both in orth China and directly to the Nanking government. While Wang Ching-Wei and other members of the central Executive Committee were posing for a picture, the assassin mingled with the piioto- ?raphers and When the pictures were being snapped, stepped forward and fired shots.with a small Browning revolver, using lead bullets. Three struck the premier,-one in'the cheek, another the arm, -and the third entered the chest, fracturing a rib. Four other of- 'icials were • wounded. The assassin was shot'down by a gendarme and is reported to he in a serious condition. DOWN -AND THEN SOME AT THE ©RAVE OF AN OLD MAN AND MIS WIFE By Helen Welshim*** Vf OW side by sidfe they rest In that good earth iN Which knew their labors when they walked this way. They feel the rich turn of the year give birth To planted things, . . they sense the autumn day When soil, too thin for any flo wering, Surrenders to the season's rhythmic sweep, As they have done; in peace they wait for sprint;. Heart close to heart, contentedly they sleep. N OIl do they mind if skies are overcast, Or if the sun'shines brightly on the land. It is enough to prove that love will last, Though 'tis deprived of eye nnd lip nnd hand— Nor shall I fear death's solitude, my dear, If I but know that you are sleeping near. £ IGipyriuhl, lO'l.'i, liy NKA Scrvit'f, Inc. AH rvpnnl :md SOUK rij;hls RKADBRS' SERVICE BtJRKAU, Room 305, 4<U KiRlith Ave,, New York, N. Y. Enclosed find .cents In coin for which please senit] copies of "Candlelight," the new booklet of poen Helen V.'^lshimer, at 10 cents a copy. Nam.c .• Street City State Name of Paper GRAYSON The lamentable situation in which Willie (Smoky) Saunders finds himself once more focuses attention on the strange and dangerous career of the bugs who ride the horses. At Saunders' age and stage of development, most jockeys are simple little children. . The life of the jockey is not an easy one. He lives hazardously and in the steam bath or reducing chamber. If he plays perilously too, who can blame him too much? America treats its jockeys pretty roughly. A reinsman has to be more or less of a freak in this country. He must weigh no more than 100 pounds, less if possible. He must have tremendous strength in his hands and arms in order to manage hard-mouthed and factious mounts. He must have steady flowing courage to take daring chances. Death stares him constantly in the face. A "boy" my grow out of the only profession he knows practically overnight. Sonny Workman has to constantly reduce to make weight. Poundage that comes with the years—the kind that can't be taken off—forced the illustrious Earl jSandc and many ethers from the saddle. Scarcity of Good Jockeys Gave Young Saunders Chance Take your jockey from the beginning. He is apprenticed at say 16 years of age to a trained or stable. He is boarded and sent to school—a racing school, not the kind he should attend. Money is sent his folks. His boyhood ends abruptly when he enters the business. For some of those who attain renown and riches, the road is a long one. The big reward comes quickly to others. Smoky Saunders was one of those destined for a rapid rise to the top. Sunny Jim Fitzsimmons is a public trainer, handling the Belair Stud of the affluent banker, Walliam Woodward, the Wheatley Stable, and several others. Sometimes Fitzsimmons has so many hcrses racing that he is hard-pressed for good riders. Fitzsimmons engaged Saunders, a 20-year-old red-headed kid, out of Boseman, Mont., whom he considered promising. Capable jockeys are very scarce, sp when the dapper little fellow from the western plains continued to show talent, he got his big opportunity aboard the phenomenal Omaha. Beat Others With Omaha, But Couldn't Beat Himself Saunders wasn't too tepid, but Omaha outclassed his opposition, and the youngster skyrocketed to the heights when the long-legged chestnut copped both the Kentucky Derby and Preakness. More money and more fame than what he knew what to dp with came to Smoky Saunderc. Along with his ample salary, he collected substantial bonuses. Saunders' position was enviable. He was riding one of the fleetest 3-year- olds of all time, and for William Woodward, Croesus of the.turf. It wasn't surprising that all this sudden good fortune went to Smoky Saunders' head. It wasn't any wonder, either, that, with the bogey of increasing weight and the constant threat of death staring him in the face, Smoky Saunders started to live a little riotously. Weight and sudden fame put Eugene James on the sidelines some time before the season of his Derby and Preakness triumplis aboard Burgoo King in 1932 came to a close. James was an unhappy boy. He drowned the following summer. Smoky Saunders was released by the Belair Stud, or Fitzsimmons, before the season of his Derby and Preak- noss victories had gone. He beat the others with Omaha, but couldn't beat himself. Off a horse's back, his brain lacked seasoning. Older jockeys than Sau James have gone haywnc , : The entire universe luarnedi Tod Sloan's genius with a became rich, had a lackey, dozen trunks. William C. called him all the way fro to ride one mount. But Sloan liked to drink.., man of the world, he speni like Father Devine. The Jockey Club caught him i which would have brought nary jockey a month's susp cost '. Sloan 'his 'license He, well, his reputation, abi] money. Buddy Ensor also went fi that cheers. The Jockey Cl set hi mdown for 10 years. The road might some lin| again for Smoky Saundeis, ' it's looking down. e Today's T HE charming cowl neckline, full bishops sleeves with squr.ri holes and the trim skirt with panels ending in pleats giv| afternoon frock the distinction you are looking for. Make of silk crepe or metal shot cloth. Patterns are sized 36 to 50. SJj requires -1 0-8 yards of 39-inch fabric. To secure a 1'ATTKUN and STEP-BV-STEI* SEWINQi STRUCTiOXH, (ill out the coupon below, being sure to •fHK XAMIO OF THIS JN Tho KALI, AM) WJ.VflOK PATTERN HOOK, with a comj selection of late dress designs, now is ready. 'It's 15 cents puiclmscd separately. Or, if you want to order it witli the above, soud in just an additional 10 cents with the coupon. TODAY'S PATTERN BUREAU, 10:j PARK AVE., NEW YORJ Enclosed is ID cents in coin for Pattern No , Size. Name Address . Ci ty State. Name of this newspaper

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