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PAGE FOUR RAISING A FAMILY By Olive Roberts Barton Your Children Will Want to Have A "Wonderful Tree" Like This For a change I am going to quote myself, from a book, of poems 1 wrote some yeans ago. My children did, and I give you the little jingle here; A WONDERFUL TREE There was a tree that grew, my dears, To quite a wonderous size. Its branches grew quite wide below But narrowed toward the skies. And on the tip-top twig of it There gleamed a gorgeous star, That surely must have falen from The dark blue sky afar. Its roots were deep in hiding below The playroom floor, Its wide green branches covering six Mountain chains or more.

Not only were there tunnels, and Bridges, fields and brooks, But lakes made out of mirrors and Hills made of books. The beasts were quite amazing be- Neath this shheltered wood, For wolly lambs were grazing where Hungry tigers stood. And near a snarling lion a velvet Puppy snat. While out upon the briny deep Aturtle chased a cat. And overhead more marvels Were waiting to behold; The tree bore silver sugarplums And fruit of shinning gold.

And toys gresv quite thickly, From dolls to Jumping Jacks, Wishing they could ride the train That ran on shiny tracks. A trumpet bloomed on one branch, A drum hung just below; And underneath, a shiny sled Made tracks on cotton snow. This tree blooms just in winter, For one short single stay. I wish thaat we could find the seed, And have one every day. Paul Harrison in Hollywood Face on the Cutting Boom Floor Is Now Smiling- With Success HOPE STAB, HOPE, ARKANSAS Saturday, December 17,1938 bit was In "Paris Honeymoon," in which she appeared In only one scene.

But Adolph Zukor saw and signed her. Between being cut out of major pictures. Miss Walters resorted to westerns and independent quickies to keep the wolf at a distance. There were 15 of these and one of them, "South of Sonora," is typical: she played the lead opposite Tom Keen, and her entire role was completed in one day's shooting. Another bit of quick experience came in "Shadows of Chinatown," a Bela Lugosi chiller-thriller serial.

She worked steadily in that one for 21 days, and at the end ofthat time the whole 15 episodes had been finished. ''Working in independents is like tamping with a stock company," Miss Wallers said. "They're good training. You have to learn the whole script at once because you can't tell what scene they'll shoot next. But occasionally you do have unfortunate experiences." Recently she worked, in a flicker she hopes nobody will sec.

Not many will, either, for it has been banned by the Hays Office. That was "Assassin of Youth," a story of marijuana smoking. When the picture was released, Miss Walters discovered that she appeared to have acted in several seminude scenes. "I didn't, really," she said blushingly. "The scenes were done by a double." unluckiest girl in Talkietown finally has had a break.

Luana Walters has had more apparent opportunities that turned out to be floppets than almost anyone in pictures. But she now has a role as a cigaret girl, companion to Shirley Ross, in "Safe Society," and it can't be cut without remdking the picture. It ail started back in 1930 while she was visiting a friend on the United Artists lot The elder Douglas Fairbanks was enthusiastic over her screen possibilities and arranged for a test. But three days later Fairbanks hopped off to Europe, and nothing more was done about it. Joe Looked and Forgot Not long after, Joe Schenck saw Miss Walters on the dance floor at the Cocoanut Grove.

He too was impressed, so after looking at the test she had made for Fairbanks, he gave her a contract with United Artists. But the studio didn't make a single picture during the next six months, so her option wasn't taken up. "Then what appeared to be 'my big chance came along," Miss Walters reminisced as she munched a mushroom. "Mr. Fairbanks came back from Europe and made 'Reaching for the I got the role of a girl who was no better than she should be, and even got screen credit in the finished picture.

My Aunt Beulah flew all the way frm Baltimore to New York to see the opening. But she didn't see me. The whole sequence had been cut out; it just wasn't necessary to the picture. Much Too Much Umpli "You won't believe it, but I lost a good part in 'Seed' by being voluptuous. I had an important role, but after the first day's rushes were shown, it was decided the contrast made Genevieve Tobin look like a maiden aunt when she was supposed to be very sexy.

Bette Davis got 'my role, and it was a good boost for her." That was only the beginning. It looked as if she couldn't miss when she was cast as the sweetheart of Larry Adler, the harmonica player in "Singing Marine." Dick Powell, Allen Jenkins and other marines-had girls who accompanied them all through the picture. But it was just Miss Walters' luck to be Adler's girl, and when they decided he wasn't an actor, his sequences were cut, and hers went too. When "Spawn of the North" first was cast, Carole Lombard had the leading role and Miss Walters was to play the Indian girl. But the picture was postponed a year and then recast without her.

In "Souls at Sea," she was Bob Cummings' sweetheart, a substantial part in the original script, but only two brief flashes in the finished film. Similarly, in "Buccaneer," she played a Creole girl; but the whole- sequence in which she appeared was dropped in the cutting room. It was one of her smallest roles that won her a Paramount contract and her present part in "Cafe 'Society." This Washington Lester Booker spent the week end with his wife in Little Rock, Mrs. Lorenza Tale and Mrs. Earl Bruce of Hope were Sunday visitors with their families here.

Mrs. Gertrude Bailey spent Monday night with her S. E. McPherson in Hope. Rev.

W. H. Stingley preached to the Baptist congregation at Mineral Springs last Sunday. Mrs. Luther Smith, Mrs.

Pink Horton, Mrs. Lxicille Carrigan and little daughter. were Hope visitors Monday. Mrs. Ella Gold made a business trip to Hope Monday.

Mrs. Belle Norwood is ill this week at her home on Route 2. Mrs. J. O.

Gold and Mrs. Ella Gold were visitors in Ozan Thursday. Rev. W. H.

Stingley conducted the funeral of Mrs. Rogers at McCaskill Monday. Miss Kathryn Holt returend to her school duties in Textrkana Sunday following the improvement of her mother, Mrs. Lee Holt, who has been seriously ill. Miss Nancy Clark spent Sunday at home with her family.

Mrs. Luke Monroe visited her sister Mrs. Lex Wolf, in Hope Sunday. Lee McDonald was a Hope visitor Monday. Mr.

and Mrs. 0. V. Graves of Mineral Springs were week end guests of Mr. and Mrs.

W. M. Ward. The friends of Mrs. Lee Holt are glad to knosv that she is rapidly recovering' from he're recent illness.

Mr. W. A. Rowe of Route 2 visited his son, Otis, who is coach at the Crossett High School, Crossett, last week. Little Miss Sarah June Etter cele- SERIAL STORY SKI'S THE LIMIT BY ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES COPYRIGHT, 1938 NEA SERVICE, INC.

Yesterday: In a flt of anger, 'Sally dasheM dotrn the plunges headlong toward a fvire fence. The last thine re- mentbera la Dan's cry rinsing in ker cars, CHAPTER VI Sally next opened her eyes she was in a small room, a narrow white bed. She could hear the bells of Baker Library Tower, whose tall steeple kept guard over the campus, pealing out their college tunes, summoning the students to classes. She still must be at the houseparty. But the houseparty was over.

This was not the colorful, colonial room of the fraternity dorm. Her head throbbed with a dull heavy ache; she felt too weary to care where she was. Then, one hand seeking her burning temple, encountering bandages, remembrance came back to Sally. She experienced again that swift downward flight, that terrific plunge forward, the giddy sensation of helpless skidding. Again she heard Dan's voice calling her name.

She stirred and gave a little groan and a nurse, in stiffly starched white uniform, bent over her. "And how are you feeling now?" her pleasant, efficient voice inquired. "How did I get here?" Sally countered with another question. Where was Dan? Had he carried her the rest of the way down that slippery ravine? Oh, what a little idiot she had been, trying to show off, trying to give vent to her injured pride and anger. Now he would think she needed lessons, not only in the art of skiing, but in good common sense! "You're in.

a hospital," the nurse replied. Her cool hand on Sally's i forehead cautioned her to lie quiet. "You had a bad tumble, my dear. I But you're going to be as good as new in a week or so." I "A week!" Sally protested faintly. 5 "You're lucky to get off with that." The nurse's tone was grim.

rpHERE was no reply to this. She might have been killed. Sally saw, once more, the barbed- wire fence rushing up at her. She closed her eyes a moment. After a while she opened them again.

"Is anyone waiting to see me?" There was only one person Sally wanted to see. The nurse shook her head. "There's a wire from your father. He'll be here sometime today, though Doctor Barnes, talking long distance, assured him it was not necessary." Sally's eyes, behind closed lids, Hoisted with of weak grati- lude. Dear LudUy, always could count on him.

Always he had come when needed, always he got her everything that money could purchase. "My face Sally asked, after another long moment. Her pretty lace that had caused so many masculine hearts to pound more quickly. Would she look the same when these bulky bandages were removed? "Just a few scratches," the nurse informed her soothingly. "There won't be even a scar.

Thanks to the young man who got you here in time for Doctor Barnes to take the stitches." "TTTHAT young man?" Sally asked. There could only be one. But she wanted to hear his name. She wanted just to hear someone say it. "Young Reynolds," the nurse said.

"You know the ski champion. It seems he was right behind you. He managed, by some spectacular leap or turn, to save you from being whirled into a fence. And then, though he was badly hurt himself "Dan hurt?" Sally tried to sit up, her eyes wide open now. The nurse's strong hands gently held her back.

"Not too badly," she reassured her. "One leg banged up a bit "How bad? You must tell me, please." Dan hurt, Dan who had hoped to make the Olympics, who was such a beautiful, swift thing on his smooth long skis. Hurt because of her foolishness, her headstrong vanity. looks like it may be a fracture," the nurse admitted. She did not divulge information about patients as a rule.

But the feverish intensity of this girl's bright the agonized pleading in them proved the exception. "I'm afraid he won't walk or ski Jn some time. But the miracle is that leg he managed to half carry, half drag you on down ti.rj mountain, get you on the rescue toboggan, and bring you here. That young man should have a medal for bravery!" And Sally had called him a coward! She had told him he was afraid of the real things of life, that he would run away at the foot of the mountain. CHE buried her head in the pil- iow.

She could not bear to face what she had done. It would be a long time, the nurse said, before Dan could ski. Maybe he never could ski again. Maybe she Sally who loved him with all her heart, with every painful breath had done this to him. Her futher got there late that afternoon.

His relief when he found his beloved daughter, whom he managed to spoil as outrageously as everyone else, wafj not seriously hurt was almost beyond bounds. "Well, well!" he said in his big booming voice that matched the rest of him, for Sam Blair was a big man in more ways than one, "you came of! lucky, as usual, honey. Just a few scratches, eh? Pretty badly shaken up. You must stay quiet a few days though, the doctor says. Then I'lS bundle you off no more of this scaring your old Dad half out of his senses!" "Daddy, there's something you'll have to do for me," Sally said.

She reached out for his hand, wanting to hold it. She must make him see this as she did. "I expect you have only to name' it." Her father smiled on her fondly, GALLY was not sure whether what she wanted was in his power or not. For Sally was learning the bitter lesson that there are some things that even love cannot meet. "It's about Dwi Reynolds," she explained.

"The boy who brought me here." She repeated what the nurse had told her. "We must do something for him, Daddy." "Of course we do something for a lad like that," her father said. "We'll see to his doctor bills, all his expenses. He must have the best of everything!" "I don't mean just that," Sally said. It was difficult to explain.

She did not know what they could do for Dan, she who had taken away the one thing he loved, her father from his deep debt of gratitude. "We must find some way to help him afterwards. You see, Daddy," her dark eyes, turned to her father, were filled with a new pain, ''Dan may never be able to ski again." "That is indeed a very sad thing," her father returned soberly. "But we'll fix it somehow. It may not be as bad as you think, my dear.

You forget I said this boy is to have the very best care, the finest doctors. And after that we'll manage, somehow, to see that the right thing is done by him." "Oh, Daddy!" It was all Sally could say just then. She clung to her father's hand more tightly. She might have known she could count on him. But would Dan allow it? Would Dan accept help from the father of the girl who had caused his accident? A girl for whom 'tp had no time, in whom he had refused to beJieve? (To Be Continued) brated her third birthday on Sunday Deeemebr 11 with birthday dinner Guests were her great-grandmother Mrs.

C. M. Williams, her great-aunts, Mrs. J. A.

Wilson and Miss Bessie Trimble, Dr. J. C. Williams and little Misses Joan Carrigan-and Peggy Moses. Mr.

and Mrs. Tom Page were Hope visitors Tuesday. Willie Holt of Mena arrived here Tuesday for a viist with his brother, Geo. A. Holt and other relatives.

Out-of-town people who attended the funeral of Mrs. Maggie Smith here Tuesday were: Mrs. Cyrus Honea and son of Blevins; Mr. and Mrs. Fred Smith, Mr.

and Mrs. Alexander Smith, and children, and Mrs. Luther Spears of Route 1, Mrs. Hugh Latimer and Mrs. J.

T. Holcomb of Nashville, Mrs. Bessie Battle of Fulton, Mrs. Forrest Wilson of Nashville, Mrs. Joe Wilson of Columbus, Mrs.

E. H. Amonnette of Yancy and Kendall Smith, Mrs. Chas. Hnynes, Miss Annie Allen, Mrs.

Lyda White, Mrs. Ruffin White, Dr. P. B. Carrigan and Frank Trimble of Hope.

Mrs. Hugh Latimer and twin daughters of Mineral Springs were guests of Mr. and Mrs. Luther Smith last Wednesday. The three missionary societies of the three churches of Washington will have a union meeting nt the Metho dist church Monday afternoon nt 1:30 o'clock.

Mrs. C. L. Williams will eon- duct the devotional all will join In the Christmas carols. Everyone is urged to come Bind bring a 5 cent gift to be placed on a Christmas tree.

At the close of the service the different groups will retire to separate rooms for their regular programs for hint day. The Presbyterian atixilary met on Monday afternoon nt the home of Mrs. Evelyn Hubard for the monthly Bible study and rouncltable discussion. A business session was held first at which time the president presented the new family worship book, "Day by which is to be used in Presbyterian homes next year. It will cost 10 cents quarterly.

AH members present placed their orders. Flowers were ordered for the funeral of our dearly beloved member, Mrs. Maggie Smith, who died in Washington, 10 and was buried here on Dec. 13. The parts for the Joy Gift program "Hie Days Come" weic assigned.

An invitation to join the Methodist and Baptist societies in a union Christmas program and true next Monday at the Methodist church, was accepted. Each woman is to bring a five-cent gift and draw a name at the meeting. After the program the auxilary will meet for tip joy gift program. A mo- lion was made and carried to order at once two copies of the foreign mission study book "Star in the Ensi" by Dr. C.

Dorsey Fulton. Eight members answered to roll call. Mrs, Wilson began the Bible study with prayer and conducted the lesson "Every Man in His Own Tongue" The readings were taken from passages in the Book of Psalms. A rouncltable discussion on the same subject was led by Mrs. J.

M. May. It dealt with the great work of the missionaries in translating the Bible into over 1000 foreign tongues. The meeting adjourned with the JMiz- piih benediction. Horse That Likes Light Harasses Its Owner ABILENE, electric light bills of Rex A.

Smith of Abilene are mounting because of his poln marc, Punkin. Punkin suddenly took a liking to bright lights and turns them on by herself. The lights are the kind wilii a cord-pull switch and Punkin learned (hat by jerking the cord with hot teeth she gets illumination. Frequently Smith has awakened in the night to discover the stable lights ablaze. He plans to install a different type of switch to remedy the situation.

The Library Head the following books from the shelves of the City Library: "Little Dixie Devil," by Bemie Nad- cook. "Enchanted Barn." by Grace L. Hill "LiRht of the Western Stars," by Zime Gray. "Ccune to My Wedding," by Ruby M. Ayrcs.

"The Unlit Thai Foiled," by Polcr B. Kyne. Almost Overlooked $50,000 Worth of Gold PALMKR, A poke under an unlikely looking boulder was win-lh ii small fortune to John E. Carlson. Carlson, head of the Tunnel Mining company of Cuntwcll, says a large of the season's final gold cleanup of 350,000 came from beneath a boulder the miners nearly overlooked.

"The boulder was about two feet off bedrock." Carlson says. "It didn't look ns though there Was anything of value under the rock but we took a pan as a test and the one pan was worth $tO. Then we took all the gravel from under Ihe rock, using props to hold the boulder up. More than 500 patents on new forms of flowers, fruits mid vegetables nre extant In (lie United States since in- augration the patent service on such items. The land occupied by the public roads of the United Stales is equal to the urea of the whole state of Indiana.

FOR SALE New and Rebuilt Pocket Billiard Tables and Supplies Call Write or Wire at Our Expense. Corning Novelty Company Corning, Ark. Gifts That Amuse on Christmas Day Afterward Tor a Teething colored King and Queen in hard rubber makes a nice small Christmas present for some favorite infant. Picknickers' picnic fan you know would like to find this kit of campfire cooking cutlery and some safe asbestos gloves in his stocking Christmas morning. Evening black velvet jacket, handsomely trimmed with gold kidskin in leaf motif, and a small muff and fetching hood to match, will make 'teen age girl's Christmas parties more gala.

Guy Dumpty and a cuddly brown bear in plaid pants are perfect Christmas gifts for a small child. And the stocking full of rubber brines, halls and the like will maku the child's puppy pretty happy, too. streamlined garage with four floors has a ramp on which cars can be moved from street level to top of the building. Any little boy would appreciate having Suntu Cluus bring him this. Games and checkers will provide amusement fur Ihe entire family.

And a little girl would like the brace-let made of dusks of slate and trimmed witli bits of hard but real chalk. Tff. CPA.