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JATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 1630 HIATHlWIliLE, (AUK.)' COUKIER NEWS CHAPTER I OULIA ROGERS whirled nlw.it. * J Then tho color In her cheeks Occiioncd and n fluttering Illtle IstiRh caught In her throal. "Oh, hello—" she began but was interrupted. "Say, Celia, where In the world r.ic you rushing off to on a hot day liko this? Guess 1 surprised you. Oh, but I'm glad lo KCU you —I've gut the most exciting news!" \ The second girl was taller than i Celia. She was slender, dressed In becoming beige :-:llk and radiating youthful assurance, Before the oilier had lime to speak sho hurried on pell-mell: "We're going to Hurope. Isn't It grand? Mother and I. We're going tu take a northern cruise—Kngland, Scotland and tho Scandinavian countries, and then finish up with 1'aris. Isn't It marvelous? Oh, but It's so hot here. Let's have a soda and eoel oft and I'll tell you all iihout it. Besides, 1 want, to know what you've been doing." There was Ihe slightest perceptible tightening of Celia Rogers' red lips. "Sorry. Helen. I'd love to but I really can't—" "Oil, yes, you can. Come on. It won't take live minnles." "Xo. I—I've got an appointment. I'm awfully glad you're going to have such a wonderful Irip and 1 do wish 1 could hear all about it. Maybe I'll see you again before yon leave." "Well, we're sailing a week from tonight." "tlood-by, then. Have a grand time! Cood-by." There were two excellent reasons why she could not waste lime over an icrc cream soda with Helen Spencer that afternoon. One Viis to bo found in the painfully slim little purse clenched ID Celia Rogers' left hand. The other was an address written in pencil upon * slip of paper within that purse. Celia was on her way now to that address to apply for a job. £!ie hail to have (lie job—she had to! /"'KI.IA was repeating Ibis lo hcr- ^- J self firmly as she hurried along the hoi sideivalk. The ollice just, ahead might be tbc Big Chance, but so far none of them had been. So far Celia Rogers, who was 17 (going to be IS next mouth), a graduate of Western High Schcol, posscs-or of a twn- wcckS'Ohl .diploma ami recommendations from her commercial instructor, had visited one business place after another without avail. That was why she was spending the afternoon of. this "hottest July . diy on record" tramping the down town streets of Baltimore answering advertisements. Cclia looked out of place in such . surroundings. Her flushed checks' were slightly moist but the little silver vanity case which had been opened a dozen times could not repair the damage of burning sun- nhine. heat waves rctlcctcd from cement pavements and the torturing EIill air. The brown hair which should have been a soft, waving frame about her young face was curled into damp wisps showing below tbo brim of her cheap straw- hat. The blue linen suit, so fresh nnd crisp that morning, was limp and crumpled. Worst of all (Cclia hail not noticed this) was a runner all of three Inches long down the back of one of her prc-cious silk hose. Celia turned a corner, pausing beneath an awning to wipo trict ling beads of qorspiralioii Irorn her neck, "Whefl" she sighed and seemed ry LAURA LOIJ BROOKMM AUTUOP Or '/?4S// POMANC? © iQ30 by NEA SERVICE'.JNC',, .the-languid, dark-shinned elevator operator volunteered, uointtng ^ ward ua. open door. (Mia, nodded. Suddenly tbcr» as rurncthing light In her throat and nho felt her temples pounding. The feeling was familiar. It wna always this way Just before screwing mil courage to step out boldly befnro tho unknown person who would bo waiting on the other hldo uf tlio tlireshohl anil maUo tho familiar littlo spcccli. Siubleiily her Itps set In a firm lino and sho hurried down the hall. Cclia paused In tho open doorway. Sho saw a Inrgo room before her, light though t ho shades were pulled at ono side. Ueyond n wooden rail- Ing several glris worked nt typewriters. Insldo tho railing at it desk facing the entrance Kat u girl with red hair. * * * 7VJO ono took any notice of Ihe girl \.\ in the doorway. Celin 'cleared Cclia Rogcn to find relief in the sigh. Ju the window before lier were pasted halt a dozen stickers: "Try lew coins remaining In the girl 1 ? purse, l-'or :i long lime now Mrs lingers had earned every cen Our Special Sundae," "Cool Oft: which had paid for food and lodg With Clover Club." "Fresh Fruit j lug for herself and her daughter. Freeze" and others. Through the' door roi electric, breeze came, blowing Celia's bkirt back. Girls in pretty pastel dresses stood inside, laughing with a young man clad In white. Cclia hnew the young man. Her small chin lifted and her shoulder.; CO, though Celia and Helen. Spen ^ cer bad sat side by side ii Krcr.ch class and during ordeals of mathematics and chemistry, and though Cclia could describe all ot Helen's parly dresses and ni3st of ,, tho parties at which they bid been straightened. She walked away j worn, sho had not bce-n invited to rapidly. The girl's browu eyes which wcro nearly as large, nearly as deeply expressive as Margaret Rogers' own, betrayed the effort at determination. Margaret Hogcrs was Celia's mother. To Tvlnrgaret her daughter's fresh loveliness was beauty of tlie ratest order. This wus an exaggeration of course. The mother's eyes, tired by hours and hours of sewing, saw the piquant nose and the- Spencer She l-.ail not even expected such an invitation. IJoth girls were graduated now-Helen setting off for Europe and Celia hunting work. If there was a trace of bitterness in the girl's face, as she hurried along tiie hot street It should be forgiven. Hitterness comes so easily to those for whom tbo chance to work, is f.n unobtainable luxury. Cclia Hosiers' lunch had been a lier throat nnd stepped forward. 'Kxraiso me. l:i Ibis- Iho olllec oi bo Walklus, Letter Company?" Tho red-beaded girl raised her 'yes. "Tills Is It. Who'd you wan', to Ece 1 /" Celia's coaching In business an- iroacii was coming back to her. "Why—I—Is Iho manager inl" A cold, gray stare, countered this. "Mr. Norton's busy," she said. "What you want to ECO him about?" Thero was no help for 11. U would have lo conic out. "1 wauled lo ask about a pos(. lion. I'm a stenographer," Cclia blurted out. Her cheeks burned. She didn't like the woman In green. "Oh, you want ;t job!" Tlie young woman shifted to n lone ot snappy efficiency. ".Mr. Norton isn't the one to see about it. Sit down in that, chair there and I'll give you a blank lo Iii! In." It didn't sound promising. Celia Rogers had filled in employment blanks before. "flul—there is a vacancy her*, isn't there':" she persisted. The red-headed one nodded. Sho handed Celia a sheet ot paper bear- Ing a printed form and continued lo slmly tho girl openly. "Yeah, there's a vacancy. The job's. ta!;iu' letters and .some oilico. work. There's been several In a^cad of you, though. Kill in the blank and put down your telephone number. They'll call you it they want you." , Celia looked nt the blank, moved uncomfortably. ' " "Hi;!, couldn't I see the man who hires people?"— "Sorry," the other shook her bead firmly. "Just fill in llio bliiuk. They'll let you know If Uiey want you." well molded chin, the softly curved glass of milk and sandwich eaten figuie and the girl's sltm grace and saw them all through Iho oyc~ of love, yho thought her daughter beanliful. There wero other?, though, who r.-culd have agreed readily that Celia Rogers, away from the broil- at a soda fountain counter. Celia turned again Into a side street. Half way down tho block she hesitated before a brick ollko building, glancing iifi at the number over tbo doorway. ins sidewalks, was attractive tercd. enough to be singled out in almost! any gathering. It was Celia's pretty faco which Yes, this was the place. She en- j 'Walkins Litter Company 1 ' was the name Celia hjjuted for on the had led Helen Spencer to treat her otbcc directory hoard in tiie lobby. Sho found it. The \Vatkins Letter as a confidante, though the two Company was Iccated, according to never met except in class rooms, (bo directory, on the found floor of Helen's father was a member of the city's most, important financial group. Cclia was the daughter o£ a fitter in a Charles street (ireas shop. Celia's mother had earned those tbo bnildii::;. The girl signaled for the elevator and a few seconds l.ttvr stepped into the fonrlb Jluor corridor. "Third dcor to your Icit, ma'am," It didn't seem fair. She wasn't even being givcu a chance! With careful penmanship Celia filled in the card lieforo her, since there seemed nothing cl?o to ilo. She was not helped by the knowledge that the young women at tho nearby desk continued to eye her curiously. "Xame," "Parent or Guardian.""Education," "1'laco Whero Last Employed." These were some of the words printed on the card. Tbsy were all answered imickly except the last one. In more than ono office lack ot experience had cost Celia a job. Sho had thought tlieso last desperate days of inventing names of past employers. Slio gavo up the Idea because, after all, Celia llo;crs was well emitppcd with common sense. Xow she stared at that blank lino and then wrote in her neat hand, "A'o previous experience." Hcavt-Balm Trouble Often Threatens Will Osborne and Rudy Vallee. BY GII.BKKT SWAN NI-]A Service Writer NEW YORK.—Whatever discords may have crept into Hie croou- LCnle.st. vtagccl across the nation tlnring Hie Mitniocr months by Will Osborne and Hudy Vallcc. they are now in harmony on one poinl— Uneasy lies the head tliat wears the croon-crown! Ilolh are pursued at the ino- ineiH- by a most inhanucnions .set ot circumstances, and whether or n - ,t they are "vagabond lovers" lher« is a susgestion of the most riCDnful of Vallee tunes in their ii\i.s as lived bcyor,£ the mcL'a- plinne. lake young Osborr.c, for i:i- =taiK-c: •Ju.'-i iiie c'.hcr day he announced Iii. ni^.^emciil to the shapely and Invcly huldrr of. Die "Miss America" tilli 1 . v.'hu i.^ otherwise Mits Margar- ctc Kkdahl. C:-berne ir.sir-ls t!iat he is serious abciit HUF: that lie really would lsl:c to marry the btauty prizt winner. In the Crooning News Here are bomc recent figures In the iruoiini; news: Miss Marcan-t Ektiah! anrl Will bsboir.c. at top. a re rutnurcci t.i be cn^aseil. «'it Rudy Vaike aa:l Ajr.cs O' Lauiil-.liii. l;e'.c\v. are noi." merit found its way to the press \ charming young ladies with state- But hardly had his announce-'when up popped seveial- other | merits concerning IT.OW they had bcm wcoeii by bolli liis fcngs and himself. There war a certain Miss Phyllis Carroll who told of a hasiy marriage, which Ir.sle-d but cighl hours, or eight days, or some Mich short space cf time, and (hen resulted in an anmiliiint. There was. it also seems, a first Mrrs. Osborne who \vas divorced and a charming model by i!ic name of Djiotliy Crah'.rce wlio insisted 'thai s!ie cxpeclcd to find a weflding rmg on her linger almosl any day and was disturbed r.o end by hear:iiB lie intended to '.ved another. And if lie does—well there's al- '•'•ays Hie chance c[ a heart-balm action. C5n the other linnd. you nave the Noting nt:ci handsome Mr. Valice, whose voice ha, lauiichc:! a them- fana shiiin-ents oi fan mail and v.ho Is adored by Bray-haired old iadics and youngsters alike. H's getting r.o that, what with (run actions ami law suits and all ctiit:- difficulties that aiife when une btt-onifs rich and famous, hi- h:is been runsiiiig from one law- .ver'.x cjilKc to rmo'.hcr in between bro.iclca^ing engagements, record- i:ii;s ar.d pisy.nl appcatances In i,rt(lit:on tr> all siah WCKS as piH.'ue a tisitiosial ticiire. Vailcc i-, ] Jtift ina:i;.ging to disentangle iiim- from tile Mtit of pve'.ty A-nes tishlin. o::c-iime /,:c7lUUI tranty who wan'.<cl Si!OO.DOO for a broken heart. She appeared 0:1 Ilic scene jus'. About the time that (lie original Mrs. Valice was t.ikinp; divorce .steps n (he inidciii- WC.-.K She staled Ilia; Hurty h.nl n?ed his nio.4 plaintive lisics in pouring r.:i: his sr.u! Et ono of the more pj;r,ilar Manhattan night resorts. "He toM me he loved me and (~'i:i.IA had received lilgh grades In tho commercial eliissca nt ^I'i-icrii. She liad won honors til M'<vil ti'slH !lm | practiced hour nftcr l-<-ui- nl home. Mlsfl Willis, llm In- Hi iii lor, ;iad Biiid Micro wiw no 'iiii-llnn that Khu wiw ipiallfled for a 0'inmcichil position. "When do you Ihink I may I.-:K'!" shu asked (ho till nt the <•'• I: as htio returned Iho sheet of I'-l .-I'. "lib, tomorrow—maybe next day." Tlio older woman wus rciullng wi'.it Cvllu had written. Sudden|) p _!•!»! pannnul on Iho line headed ' J'MIUii'tice." "N'o experience, huh! Well, why illdn't you say so? This oulce Is only for very experienced, high ; hired worker:'. They won't have . liny other kind. No need of your having tills here!" "Vim mean—1 haven't got n dm are?" 1 'Didn't you henr mo pay they won't have anyone without CMierl- UM'V" Suddenly Cclia liogera EHW red. "Tho ad In the paper didn't cay ll::ii." she answered hotly. "Tin) ad ..-aid (his odlcc wanted a Rienog- laiiiir-r. 1 can work as (ant aa lots id (jlrts wlio'vo been out o( school tivo years. If I could only sec tlio !ii:.n and show him how fust I eiin tjpc—" It was without effect. Tbo red- Laired young woman snilli'il per- finicdirlly nnd wilh an air of nloof- in.-i returned to her book. iVIla started to leave, then turn- cit bark. "Will you sco that that blank I •Wlul In goes to the manager—or wiii'fvei 1 dues (ho hiring 1 .'" "Why, of course, dearie." The- green goddess's second smile »-':i.s t-vtn more devastating. Kevcu- Uvi:-ycnr-o!<I Celia departed in h:.ile. When she wns- again in the l"H>y, which was shadowy, tho girl luiishcd her baud agnlnsl ^marling cytliils. She had to do this a sec- or.i! timo hcforo she felt ready to tkp Into the street. A clock on (he big fower a block nuay gave, the hour as ID minutes of four. U would In; no u : lo hunt Unlicr that afternoon. Cc.ia turned IKT stcpa boincwanl. "IT WHS nearly two hours lalcr that .Margaret Kogers climlieil tho two flights of stairs Icailint' lo Hie third !!:;or roar rooni3 which sho nnd her ihnghlcr occupied. Sbo climbed ilov.ly. slopping on tho second iloor landing to rest before starting up Ibc las'. lii:;ht. Tho ilaiiw.iy was daik. U was lu iH cr than the street had been and the air ret-kcil of a dozen fetid odors. Margaret Rogers took no notice of tbc unpleasant smell. It wa:i all so familiar. She and Celia had lived in llie.-:e third Iloor quarters for six years. He-fore that there had been other dreary rooms, high up In cipially dilapidated bouses "converted" for housekeeping purposes. Tucked away in her memory Celia Rogers slill retained llio vision of a different sort of home, cheerful with sunlight and l!owcr^ and brigbl furniture. Cclia had been such a Hide gii 1 then—not yet live—. The cheerful 1:01110 had i;ono soon after tho night Daddy l)ou failed to come home. They never did bring lion llogers home. The street car which struck him left the body terrifically dts- Jigured and unrecognizable. After that bad come a succession ft rocniius lioiises and then "fur- iiishc-J inotns." Hob Rogers had played his violin in n theater or- cheslia. Practical cerjslderali'jns such as Insurance nud savings account: oever had Interested him EO much ns his lovely melndicH. So Margaret lingers hail ltd her five-year-old daughter at the school house- each morning and gone, on lo a day of sewing. I,alcr she had obtained the position In the shop, lilting nnd ptllclilng gowns. It was pleasanter, bcller nay, and It bad provided Iho money for Celia's schooling. Tho Rlrl had fretted as Kbe grew ohlf:r, noting her nmther'.n drawn face nnd tired eyes. Celia had talked Impetuously of leaving school lo work and case Hie burden. Mrs. Rogers always replied llrmly. Colin, she insisted, was lo learn a better way to earn a living. Cclia was to havo training. Tbo high school commercial course seemed to offer tlio liest opportunity. Together they had achieved this goal. Morning, noon nud night every- llilng that Margaret llogers did anil thought was for Cclin. Tlio girl was her pride. She bad contrived frocks for her. niailo ot the cheapest materials but always nttructlvo and becoming, by sewing evenings. Bha had managed household tasks to glvo Celia time tor her studies. More than that, Margaret had managed to imbue Iho frugal home wllh a dignity which enabled her daughter to accept poverty wildcat social stigma. How she had come lo do so Cclia could not have explained. Their two rooms' wcro funilslicd wllh bare necessities. Their pleasures were tlio simplest. Hut Celia understood her mother was not like Iho loud-voiced Mrs. Connors across the hall, nor llio complaining Mrs. I.aeey who spi-ucd lu stop every- doorway to relatj "Fred's" lalcst ._0.u. .. dcrellcllon. Mrs. Rogers was not Use anyone else who dwelt In tbo building. JI' 1 Celia had been older it might •*• have occurred to her that never onco bail sho beard her mother sneak ot her glrllmoil. Neither bad fcho ever heard her mother ot relnllrea. Surely tbero wero Be- crels behind Unit lined coimtenauco which no one who saw her dally guessed. The t'lrl stood IvnlllitK for her lumber at llio head uf tbo Htulrs. "Tired, aren't yuu, Iiouev7'' alio said. Mrs. liogcrs nodded lint her face lighted as slio nnswercd: "1 had to slay on to Ibilsli order HO it could i; u out (onigbt. Yes, I am tired. Jly, what a day It's been!" Thero w.is no marked resem bianco between mother and daughter. Cclia was taller— fivo feet four—and idlui. Mrs. Itogcru was Iwo Inches- aiiorlcr. Her liulr w:i dr.rk brown instead of tbo bright, lustrous shado of Cclla'a almost chestnut locks. N'ono ot their features tallied except tho eyes. There was no denying that Margaret Rogers' eyes wcro bountiful. Celia's woro tho sauio color and shape. They wero lovely eyes—uut not ns Margaret's. "Come, on l.i," Cclia. Eiioko again, "nnd get Into something cool, know you're suffocating. Here—sit down and I'll fan yon!" Mrs. Iloficia brushed past tho girl. ".N'ot now," sho said, "I—1 want (3 take my hat off." "I'll take It. "No. 110! . Never mind." Thero wero two rooms to ttlilcli- tlio Doge™ 1 monthly payment at rent enlUled them. Tlio big room ' wlilch opened Into tlio hallway had two windows overlooking a back lot ncrcas which stretched several clothes lines. liolli ot these, win- down wero rained to full height and a Blight breczo was perceptible. There was n lablo set for dinner before this window, a chair at eacli side. Thero wcro oilier clintrn, none In very good condition, about tlio room. An old-fashioned. Befit, sagging biisplclously at ono end, slood against ono wall. A table apparently used as n desk nnd Blacked, with booku was placed opposite. Ono coiner of tlio room had been lilted wllh sink, gnu etovo and, shelves nud was evidently tho "kitchen," A doorway on tho right led Into tlio smaller bedroom. Off this tliero was n tiny, rudely finished bath. Mrs. Regent entered tlio bedroom and removed her lint. Then, watch- 'ng tho door cautiously, she took a argo wlilto envelope from licr inndtmg, opened n bureau drawer mil slipped tho envelope under a 'Ho of garments. A few moments atcr sho was back In tlio living •mm. No need to nsk liow Celia's "day ind KOIIC. Mra, Rogers knew that C lliero had been tho slightest encouraging news Blio would havo heard it nt once. They sat down to the evening neal which was wailing, simple, cold foods were on tho table, very much what wealthier women ato tq attain fashionable allmncss. Tho from Iho window was \variu but refreshing. * " * 1 GI.1A recited tho day's cvofilsi Mrs. lingers was cheerful. There would be ulhcr days ahead, sho said. Luck WJla Bl | ro (o ( un| QJ courso a goud position required hunting after. 1 , H wns really Inconceivable lo tlio mother,(hat her •.laitglilcr's CXCCD- tlonal qualities should not ho recognized soon by somo ublo employer. They finished tho meal ana to- i;elhcr gathered up (ho dishes. Colla Instated sliu should "do" them drudgingly Mrs. Rogers finally agreed. There came a shrill call from tlio downslnlrs hallway. "Miss liogets, Oh, Miss Rogers!" Celia leaned over thu banul«ter. "Yes! What is It?" "Some one to KCO you, Miss Jlog- "AH i-lglil—I'll be down lu a in ill- utc!" Slio wns wearing a short-sleeved calico apron but, just as cho wns. (fella trotted down Iho ntalrway She was sure sho knew who would be watting for her. Ten minutes later Iho girl was back upstairs, hurriedly pulling over her head a. green dress, "It'atBnrney." sho told her mother. "Wants mo lo go for a drive. Veil don't inlnil, do-you?" "N'o—a cool drive will do yoii- gooil. Don't bo out late, though." "1 won't. Suro you don't rultid. slaying alone?" "Not In tho least. Cood-by!" Cclia ran lightly down stairs. As Iho tumid of her footsteps faded Mra. Rogers hurried Into tho bedroom, pulled open tho second bureau drawer and fumbled under a pilo of clothes for Hie bidden envelope. Slio found It, sat down ,""" i'i<, : bed nud stared a long while L handwriting. Finally Mar;.. i-t Rogers opened tlio ciivolorxT ajd drew out n folded sheet The liaud . which held tbo letter was shaking. - (Conllnued on Page 8) was mad about me," the actress rtipnh'ied. ' Ke asked me to marry Slim and I became the happiest girl in liie world. 1 ' But Rudy decided lo talk back, and not in any crooning tones. What he liad to fay w.is harsh nnd practical. Jus', a few days ago he tiled court motion demanding :i bill of particulars—iimsitng on r, showdown. Where had he promised lo marry her? And when— and how? Somehow, whatever happened in the interim, M:ss O'l.anghlin appeared lo back down slightly there- alter and is reported a.s having withdrawn hur action. On the I'.rels of that came a report that Iludy had lailcn afoul of gangsters, who extracled 510,000 alter threatening to torture him. All these harrouing events seem r.Uiier oul of the pattern of soft- voiced young im-ii who caress their microphones. However harmonious may seem their limes when next .vim hear them-discord walks ij--i outside the bri-artr:i«:i;-.g slation. WIIV L"!!>N X UK JUMP KE.VDALVILLE. Ind. (UP)—Up in Ihe firsl nirpliinu flight lu his Hie, Howard Kvers, asked the pilot !lo circle over tiie Kvcr.V home- -••iead. The pilot (!id and Evcrs became excited. "Gel me down quick, the pasture's burning," he •-aid, inotionin? toward a fire below (hem. The fire burned 20 acres of i;raM which (he father of Kvcrs v/as saving for late pasture. CM) i'i;xisii.Mi;XT l.OMKJX. Sept. 11 <UI'i-School kirti-back in the year of 530 B. 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