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The Mason City Globe-Gazette from Mason City, Iowa · Page 19

Mason City, Iowa
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Thursday, November 30, 1933
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THURSDAY, .NOVEMBER 30, 1933 I THE OLD HOME TOWN r By STANLEY"] MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE LOVE WAGER By EDNA ROBB WEBSTER HEAD THIS STKST: Seeking tho heart of Stuart lagan, to "catch** of the social season a t ' Troplea Jleach, I.lzetta Boyd, plain but possessed o a certain charm, boldly predicts to her foi attractive girl friends that she can vrj Stnart'a love nlthln six months. I.lzett makes rapid headway and the wealthy young JfOsoa becomes much Interestei When Pedro, an old Spaniard and confidant of .JUxetta Is arrested for receiving stolen jewels, she enlists Stuart's aid In signing l*edro's bond. The latter then disappears Marlon, one ot rjzetta's friends, does her utmost to win Stuart for herself ivnen Ter- Tence WJtington, a titled Englishman and old farnlTjr friend, arrives at the beach to see XJzetta. She goes so far as to fell Stcart that IJzetta Is encored to ma'rry Lord With- logton. Patricia, a more loyal friend of Xlzcthi, later tells Stuart this Is an notrcth and Marlon finds her advances repulsed by yonng Logan. XJzctta and her friends fly TO Havana for the vreeS-end. Patricia admits It was she who told Stuart o{ Marlon's Mo about; TJzetta's engagement. (NOW GO ON WITH THE STOBY) ; CHAPTER 27 The Casino Del Acaso swarmed ·with a weaving galaxy of humanity. Jewels flashed and -daring . gowns wove their pattern of changing colors with the same confusing ; mesmerism with which the roulet ; wheels spun their mysterious ; courses. The laughter of delighted I Dinners--some raucously boastful, j ' some triumphantly gay--provided : the atmosphere of opUmlam which J tontraated with the strained or f gloomy silence of the losing: major; j ity. Sonorous voices of the croup- '.'· iera called their unequivocal ver- i diets, followed by the clinking of chips as the rakes scooped them in. Money--disgrjised by the innocent looking colored disks--flowed over the green tables in swift and continuous streams. Wealth, flanted its banners from every luxurious decoration and appointment of the new Casino, designed to entice more wealth from affluent patrons, in exchange for what they believed to be pleasure. But it was the atmosphere of chance which lured them--neither the splendor nor the pleasure. The whole city and many guests contributed to the brilliant opening of the gaming house, aud there were many who had arrived from distant places for the occasion. Ijizetta, with her companions and their escorts were part of the crowd which surrounded one table. Of them all, it was Marion's eyes which glittered with feverish excitement aa her hands, each adorned with immense rough turquoises, placed-extravagant wagers upon the numbers, only to be raked In by the industrious croupier. Finally, with a gesture of annoyance, she emptied the last ot her money from her jeweled evening bag and placed all the chips which it purchased upon a single number--21. "Black, impair, passe," she called, and the wheel clicked like the derisive chuckling oC au old crone. Strained, eager silence. The marble wavering, with tantalizing Indecision. "RIen ne va plus!" the attendant's voice broke the tense silence, and the ball rolled .wearily to 20, and stopped. Anger flashed from Marion's black eyes as she glanced up at those about her. She turned to Budge Tatro with an appealing gesture. "Lend me a hundred, old dear. I'm going to whip this thing before 1 leave!" Budge flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry, Marion, but I haven't that much on me. Will 20 do--?" A tall, slender figure pushed obsequiously through the crowd at the table, and a hand laid a stack of chips on the board at Marlon's elbow. "Will the senorita be so kind as to accept these?" inquired a suave voice, and Marion looked up into a smiling, swarthy face above immaculate formal attire. "I've been watching you, Mademoiselle, and I admire your spirit. You have the true technique of the sportsman. Allow me," he bowed gallantly. Marion laughted with shrill excitement; "If you will remain with me to bring me luck," she accepted. He bowed his ready agreement to her suggestion. Budge stepped back a little behind her. With gay abandon, Marion divided the chips and placed one-half of them upon number 13. Again, the wheel whirred. Again, the tense interim. The silence was electrified. Drama hung suspended in the air. The little white ball clattered over the numbers with gay indifference to its important obligation. "Be nice to your mama!" Mario entreated with breathless excite ment, and snapped her fingers. He scarlet lips parted in expectation With a sudden animation, the bal rolled half way around the wheel wavered from 10 to 15--and settle upon 13 with a casual .roll, as if i had done nothing unusual. Marion squealed with delight and laughed up Into the- stracge dark face, close to-hers. Voices clamored. All the chips on the board were raited Into a neat pile before her. The eyes of other players gleamed vith envy. The stranger's eyes glit- :ered and embraced the animated eauty of this excited girl whose inged hands clutched eagerly at he piles of colored chips. "Want to try?" inquired Stuart, tanding just behind Lizetta. He laid 50 on the board. . "Oh, no, not with your money," Lizetta declined hastily. "Thanks, but I'd" rather venture my own Til lose it, of course," she laughed, taking a 20 from her own purse. Stuart looked at her queerly for a moment, then shoved the 550 bill toward the banker. "All right, ril play It myself." . He divided the chips for two plays. So did Lizetta. Marion played high, with reckless excitement over being the center of interest. A crowd had gathered to witness her rare good fortune. The next play went to the bank. Perhaps It was by the diplomatic decree of the attendant that Stuart's second play won for him. It might be a strategic moment for favoring the guests on the opening night. Attention at high pitch was focused upon that table. Was it the moment selected for spectacular publicity--or was it the fate of fortune ? Stuart evinced mild surprise. "I've seldom seen such a run of winnings In one evening-," he said to Lizetta. "Here, take half, and play with me again." "No, I'd only change your luck.' Play for yourself," she Insisted, excited at his victory over Marion, who was much annoyed over her last loss. "What did you want to change my luck for?" she demanded of Stuart, half angrily. "It's everybody's game," he retorted good naturedly, and doubling hia play with a challenging glance at the dark stranger who had backed Marion. Her first winnings were almost depleted, and as she pushed the remainder of her chips on to the board, the fellow flung down another BO Marion snatched It up, demanded more chips, doubled her play. The wheel buzzed, nonchalantly claimed all the stakes. All those who were not playing at other tables in that end of the room had gathered about this table where two players were challenging the house with higher stakes than common. It was lust such a situation as gaming houses encouraged. Tempted and excited by one auch victory, two such opposing players were loathe to. relinquish to each other the Imminent possibility of that rare achievement--breaking the bank. Once in an epoch, it happened. But once in an epoch is often in tho feverish estimation of an encouraged gambler. Marion turned her flushed face to her strange companion and demanded, "Give me a cigaret before I fly to pieces. I'm jittering, positively!" Quickly, he supplied the cigaret and a light. The girl Inhaled deeply, exhaled with obvious relief, and relaxed. Her jeweled hands shoved stacks of chips Into the center of the table and she laughed up at her audience through the cloud of smoke which hovered about her head. Her black eyes glittered like pieces of onyx turned in the light, her red lips were straight vivid linea which contributed no suggestion of mirth to her strained laughter. The next play favored her, psychologically enough. It was not time HE \S SETH, AU. CLEANED SA\O THEy DIDN'T V/ANT tO N\OV)EO AWACV VIOUL.OWT -CA.KE VT No Chance to Go Wrong ByLes Forgrave Copyright, 1933, by Central freu Association. Inc High Pressure Pete Ole Overdoes It By George Swan - ^E'VE OOST TfAAETO DROP KICK..... 0y Frank Merriwell's Schooldays . EXPECTS ME TO DO THAT. OUT ) CAN'T KICK.._TWlSTEPAWK.lE _ . PAS TO w's GOING To DROP- He's OWING tf A CHNWCE To wiw Block That Kick! By BurtL. Standish OH, vfe AM = WELL -ITS HARD TO Art WrUT BROUGHT THIS OP? HAS A.KHoWU=DG{= WHAT'S 3oiM' To - BEBDRE. T - SEET H WEMT AROUMD AU. te u · SEEL I i TWA.T -TURKEY M/E HAt Muggs McGinnis By Wally Bishop Copyriglit,_»_3_3, b^^ntral Press Associati PLACE EffA ELJL Ifts GUM OVEE. THE'PHONE SH.'D HERE:.\Mirn A PACKAGE AT TEN i 1 SHE surse is A UDOIONQ NVMQE.R / GOT COME Caught WitH the Goods By Paul Robinson So SHE'-S Gowa accepted money from an unknown , THE TUTTS ffuest. It was oo ' - ' ° . for her voluntary backer to become discouraged. This was a game to which must be applied the science of landing a deep-sea fish. Give him a little more line occasionally to make him believe he was escaping--but a little less each time. Stuart was not misled, but he wanted to teach Marion a lesson. Perhaps the attendant surmised his purpose, and decided to favor the lady who had . It was good'business to encourage such practices. The third :iext play favored Stuart, but he lost steadily thereafter- twice to Marlon, the rest to the wheel. Marion quit after an hour's play, having doubled her first winnings. With a gesture of exhaustion she turned to her companion. Her face looked hard and weary, as if she had been through a strenuous ordeal. "That's enough. I can't break the bank tonight, but at- least it didn't whip me! I'm done to a rag!" Her hands trembled as she held a cigaret for her companion's light. "You're a splendid little'sport!" he admired. "Miss--" "De Nyse," she supplied quickly. 'And to whom am I Indebted ?" "Count Diavini, at your service, always, Miss De Nyse!" She counted out the amount of money he had given her, and held it toward him. He dismissed It with a gesture of Inconsequence. "It is nothing. Please accept it with my compliments I assure you that your playing lias afforded me far more pleasure than I should have had in playing for myself. May i have the pleasure of staking you again?" (TO BE CONTINUED) Robot Deficiency. Tho recently . invented robot, which answers 25,000 questions, would gtlH be a few thousand answers shy should It come home about 3 a, m. to greet Mrs. Robot.-Dayton Dally News. The costly railway interconnection project in Madrid, Spain, ig to be held up by lack of government funds. I By YOUNG A\OM BEEN GREATLY IWRESTEJ By CHErtf? LEADED AT MPORflANGE BRICK BRADFORD IN THE CITY BENEATH THE SEA By William Ritt and Clarence Gray, HE DOES MOT SEE THE COMDOR. WHOSE \ l

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