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MONDAY, JANUARY 13, 1930. THE DAILY GOtTRIEK, PAGE} NINiU. BY ROY VICKERS WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE. A LAN BRENNAWAY returns to New York after an abucnce of ** seven years in Mexico, where he made a fortune Going to th« dingy hotel he started from, hia thoughts flash to Shirley Dane, ·oclety girl whom he loves. He viaito Shirley and finds her more ·ympathetic and understanding than before. She tells him her father left her $200,000. NOW QO ON WITH THE STORY, H CHAPTER III. Interrupted her. thousand a year. From e capital of $200,000. Have yon had a legacy disco then ?" "No, ararae. "By Jove! It'fi tho interest, of That's seven and a yl |n rench proverb. "The more it changes the more it is the same thing," Of course it was thp same thing! Ha had moralized^ he had measured, ha had p-riggishly rejected--and it all cwme back to the truth that he wanted Shirley-- half per cent, you know I What have you got it in?" "I don't know, Cuthbert Kelton was the truotf*. I left everything* in Ma hands and soon I was getting much more. Don't look so ·fand Alan was doing his utmost not to crush Shii ley's frock -- a'brie;£ bus glorious affair of orchid mauv« uniji Mlvcr, with a sudden swathing v of black fur. ' She (turijied around and looked up at him. "Isn't it an awful little rabbit- hutch'"'he Remarked. "Only tho Westburys uould dare." i iTo her it was an idle common- **" place but to him a, profound mystification. Westbury, he knew, hod held a very minor po-st in tha diplomatic service some years Ahco. Anyone will teU you that Kelton and Rood are ono of tha best firms o*J lawyers in New York--though why they go! on calling themselves Rood when' Rood's been dead for--" ; "I know Cuthbert oaiite well," eut In Alan, "He used to act for my father. Always admired him Immensely. I'm go^ng to look him ftp," "Al»n, he's dead-;--nearly a year ago. Rognr haa the holm now." "Poor old Kolton! He was a comparatively young man, too!.. . 1 can't imagine that indefinite youngster of hia in charge of a huge clientele." "Roger itin't an Indefinite youngster. He's a little older than I am--and h«i's very definite, indeed." "Hello, Alan--oh, dear, I used to say 1 'Mr. Brennawayl' I'm so sorry, but it's, Shirley's fault." Shirley's Aunt Marion had whirled into the big room and was busy welcoming him before Alan fully realized it. Mrs. Sibley was small, thin, dynamic. While she held Alan's band her eyes roved her drawing-room and darted back to Shirley. "Were you talking about Rogor Kelton, darling?" She had cut negligently into Alan's inquiries as to her own health and happiness. You know, I think definite is the last word yon can apply to him . . . The poor boy was left very badly off, Alan, only five or six thousand a year and tho law business, I heard, and yoii certainly can't be very definite on that, I admit." lf l shonld have thought CutW»ert was wealthy," remarked Alan, uninterested, "Oh, he was very. Very. But he had a big family. There were strings of legacies. Such a take " ' "' ' ' dress. tho touch o? her, the sound of her voico, the right to ho!d to her lips the full cup she craved. Life came to him a.p a revelation, as a wonderful discovery; /and he saw himself a fool f r risking it a hundred times, for risking the moment in which he should win her. , . . Ho was looking down into Why was it that Westbury--and apparently only Westbury--would dare to ask eorna three hundred persons to a house that could not; comfortably contain two hundred --guests who, as Shirley had explained, included "everyone"? And suppose , We; tbury were to overshoot the mark, what would be tho penalty for too much daring? No tea. Shirley, I mxjst It takes much longer than it used to. You'll dine with us, Alan, won't you?" "Yes, do!" echoed Shirley. "We're going on to tho Westburys afterwards. The English ambassador is expected to turn up and everyone will he there. You 11 like to get into touch again." It was on the tip of Alan's tongue to vofusc. Shirley did not want what ho most wanted to give; therefore nothing he would offer her Then, m a fiush, time lost all its values. In H single second he passed through a number of subtle thought-processes. He was back at school vmtmg out a hundred times the translation of some Ahead of Them ff f a* One of the Biggeit Men Alan Had Ever Seen, her eyes, trying to t-ifl her that he had been a fool. .. . "Thank you," h« Maid, rathrr breathlessly. "I should like t» go to the Westbury'u I'll run along and change. * * * There was no obvious magnificence about tho West jurys. But ttoe Westburys had beon rich and, ai odd intervals, mildly distinguished for generation^, and it had become the esnence of their being that they need remind no one of those facts. Thciw hou o in Gramercy Park might have belonged to a prosperous business man. Alan 3rennav*ay, wedged with a ·score or so of other? in the narrow hall, wondered almost with detachment how they would make theh way to the staircase. Mrs. Sibley, Shirley ind himself had been forced into Indian file "What does ono do?** he asked Shirley. "No," "Dance?" she answered rather shortly, but the shortness, ha thought, was because she had been addressed by someone two files away. They reached tho foot of the staircase which could Just contain Shirley and Mrs. Sibley abreast. Ahead of them waa ono of the biff get men Alan had ever seen. Standing: stocc still with one hand on the bannister, he effectively blocked the staircase and obvion«ly intended to do so until the staircase was clear "Who is (hat fellow?" asked Alan of Shirloy. "That's Mr. Cynaz," she answered. "Wall Street, you know, You must have heard of him?" (Tn be continued tomorrow) Owrishl, tSJ3, Uy Hoy VtOan DUirtfeiHKi la ICIng luturw ~ ~ .THE OLD HOME TOWN Stanley VICTIN1 TOOAV BLACK SHEEP'S by ; Beatrice Gtimmaw Illustrations by Irivin Myers Copyrtsnt by Hughes i Go, aervt** i Bridgeport BRIDGEPORT, ,Iai Keffer of Iron n r M j s ^ wee* At the home of hi Mr* \V K. Smltlo} of 11 - [,evi 8 ^ p e n d i n g a Htiniuioiid- Ki\rl Boyor, sou of MX imt A. C Boyur of Haminomhilltt, u h o him been very ill, u stilt n a utrlous foii- Uitlcn Mr 0 Mary Brunei", who hus been very ill at her HauimomUllU* home. te ii'iluipi overt O \V I tow-oil Coin t U ot I m t i p u ' v l wit Ameniiuir, hf!( Hs week!} meet- ing on Momliv OUMUII^ Installation of otllcera Hd« held for the onsuiug term. Caiiuiliou C o u n c i l .No 'i 0, Sonn .mil DaughtLis ot L l b c i t , In. d i t , soml- uionthly meeting on TUP Ki\ e v e n i n g Mrt3 C J Selgtioui of BlalisvlUe, d e p n t j of the totiucil vu present auI instaHtxl th** now ly olot oil olficoih Other v U i l n i h probeut w i-e Mi and Mia H A iHpfcolnian am C ,1 Seig- tiultl ol tlie BlaU»\n!u ouni.ll At tho i lose of ( U p iiNH'llnij i l u i u h \vis t,*'[ \ tl M i uiul Miti J H 1 l h n r of M o t i m I ' U , w « u i t mil \ I i ni'l ^lic, \ V U ' a m M i u ^ a n ai\i M M I I M o i g a u spoilt Wednesday a l t o i n - t i o n In (!ieeu- burg CUilr Morp.iu and K e n n e t h Mot fain tjptMit "WttliKtiday in M o u n t Pleus.uU v uli inch c o u M n , Leister Hehonth U slm ha, bei n conflned to hid homo with i l l n t H S or the p ist \veok MI and Mi» Cicoifje Cicero of Wa-jhniston, i j a , 1 avn relurn.l home aftei Usltiup; the lattei n pai- out« Mr niut Mm ( S Hebenttuil J o h n W o i h m m i of Baltimore Md , was hete- \ l d l t l n g hit sihtei, Airs VIrt C h d i l e ^ RJiome, who is still confined to her bed suffering injuries to hoi l i i i it-teivc'd ni ci Kill w i i i Its at;. "Beyond nlf belief, I found the 1 ull sound enough- to flont, with a bit of bailing. The must \?a» smashed, nit I thought v/e coaltJ rig ono up with he boom, eettlng the Jib 'behind It. I went to look 'qr Tavitl; found J i m sleeping peacefully In hia hole, i nd dragged him out by one leg. "Hurry, Ts-,vltt," I urged. "", ho tide's on the tarn, and we'H never ;ot the bont down unless we catch It Shell float Oorao 00." "Ari,ki," ha -objected, "tae old, ne hungerry, want to go look for BC ae house I got UaMtol" (food). There irns nothing ior it but a Ie. I had already deddad that Tn- Itt should! know nothing; what ha Ud lot know, ha ooulS not ifprgad abroad. "This !* a dosort iiilanfl," I told 1 Ira coolly. Full of ghoata, up to the bi lia and BpJlllns o?on Lot's get *wiy, sharp. And you eon pick i. fow co 10- nuts to tnke along, If you're an faun, ty ns all that. Not the coconutii on he ground, Tnvltl I . . . thona rs ghost coconuts. Get them off he tree." We loaded the boat ivltb nata, c a d Btarted worfe 09 tho broken mast I . -n-aB mad to get away. It was not et dawn, but tha moon eecmed pall vg, and I heart?, among tha palm t «e tops, Inland, the flret faint notea of waking parrakeets. If--"Tn«y"--were to hoar us- -If "They" caoie out--my secret was U st, ( A n d I had Bomo Itlpa, by thl* time, u» to how tha Power that owned Omi ga 'regarded people who pokod Inqa il' tiv* noses Into secrete; hew tl «y might be Ukitljr to beat mn, If I v a* t caught, ' 1 TttTltt and I got thu lttr«is fnlrwen h- 'er Jlh eet, vrtlth tho snff for boom, t ad got undur way. In the new y«{l w dawn, a mils dlfltant, I eaw the lalt id clearly--small, low, pricked w th palnaa; one l!k« ft thousand otht ·». i And I Judged that Tnvltl would ne- er ' know ha had not landed on Tx rt, after all, Back again l» Oracign, 1 icot chai^a, which I should undoubtedly bare t id , before, and the Sailing Dlracdona. I looked up tha island on which I b id BO unwillingly, landed. TJtilg was wt »t i our own Admiralty volnmn said abf at It--"Io(a-- , . . ThJa Inland IB t ie ' leper tiuorantlne station tdt thi On« jo group. Serious panaltles srn attach sd to landlfig." "t«s," I said, closing the ?ook, "a id I can add to that; getting a loj isr away from It--to Valparaiso or eh e- whore---Is flve years on the bro* k- water. , . ," · · · » * , · * AH thld I reraembeied, point y, point, as I walked beneath tho tut n- goes of Dnru, -three thousand mi!« away from Omega In distance; yot r« in point of time. I remembered It clearly, without omlst-lon, na if It b id happened yesterday. And most cleaj ly of a,U did I remember--now--the la -e of the man who wore the yellow dn s» with tho black spots big as plates. L a- doubtadty, It wae the face of £ Ir Richard Fanshaw. Ilverything cm 10. back to me--tha height of tha mto, his tbinneHB, hla chiistnut hnlr a d yellow-brown eyes, thd nllm arch 'd nose and neat chin, the lips, unusual y red for a man's; the voice, pecullai y xeaoundlng and'deep In tone; even t ia 'Injured and deformed finger nail th it I now remembered 1 bad aeon, as S ir Rlchnrd came up the ship's accomaj- datlon ladder, sliding one huud alo' S the guard-rope, I was ae aura as I was of my own existence, that Ph 'a Bunco wau the loper who hud, th it night, eacupad from Iota Island. Not while I stayed In Omega which was no longer thtin tha call if tho npit boat--dkl anyone dlscov -r what had happened. Down in Au t- land, I camo upon a pupor that relut' d the during escape from lotn of a "fr -- olgn speculator" namtid Fellows, wl o had beon buying up certain commc -- clul Interests for his country, and wl o had, In the course of these affair s, deemed It necessary to tnkri out p i- pers ttonsferrlnff his nationality o the flag that waved ovor Omega, i. luckless transfer I It placed htm b »· nottth the Oniegan inws, and when a dramatic- accident---the discovery £ a sesjriilng'y harmless mark upon h s body, whew bathing 1 --obliged him o go up to the local docior for examln - tlon, he was sent without mercy to tl a quarantine island. There wero thoi a who hinted that Fellows' recently a - quired commercial Interests hnil sorn ihtng to do with the I'tuso; that a b '; company was behind the doctor. I e thnt liow It might, Follows was Bei - tenced to Iota, and, but for the darln,' rescue, would probably hnve spont ti rest of his days thore. i Fellows h a d ' b e e n nine weeks 0 1 Iota Nine weeks on an islet Inbal - ited by the tonlblo things I hod seen ; an islet seeking with contaKlon, an i Innocent of any modern sanitary pr caution ·whato'ver lie might or might not h a v e hn 1 tJip germ with hlln when he wer t there; but nothing was more p i o b n b l j than that he had tnKen It away wit i Win,, In any criBej TO BB CONTINUED. ' Uliici- Klllod l).j Aiilo. CVaElflNSBUnO, J d U U -- Finu k Mi ale, IS, coal min-er p£ Hiugei'tow t, neai Dclmont, was killed i n s t a n t y last lughL ·SNhen b t i u t l c bv an iiuloni - hilD dilveu by Donald glark, 21, £ Bxpoii Tho accident occuried i U o n l of the Ulddle farm j i a a r U o \Vhile V a l l c j school house iliot,c who iidvi-ptiee. i The Paramount I jSophio Tucker, tho perennial "red hoi mammm" of Uva variety stago, Is Mitured in "Honky Tonic," Wainer Bros, latest talking, flinging VHaphono productiou which ia on the screen at tho Paramount. Mian Tuckor mkkos her motion pic- turo debut in "Hoiiivy Toak.' 1 In tills liillllant picture aho lo the ccntor o£ Hie rlotoua gayoty oC the "ITonky Tonk" night l u b in Now Yoik "Ilon'ky Tonk" night cluh-songn In the "door show/' and tha bright partlctilai star who is tho principal attraction of tho cabaret And till tho while she h earns of the daughter, whom she IB keeping at a fashionable school and in Ignorance ot hoi 'mother's real life, Sophie eingfl a- number of hor moel famous songs, aa well ao some that will bo famouu. She weais a Hiiccea- aton ot the gorgeous and glittering gowns for which aho is also famous-while tho hoctic night life oC tha Me- tropollfi ewirlft diOT.lly atout hor, and ( h o pieasuro-buyere hall her with wild ItUiizafi, clicking olackera and clapping hands. Sophlo Tucker is truly In hor olo- ment in "Hqnky Ttouk" but it la aliown that her hidden but most 011- groeelng Interest Is hor grown daughter, who has boon in a Euiopcan school from childhood ami docn not know that her mothr 1» anything lose converitiouttl thia.ii a sedate concert elngor. There cornea a day When the truth separutcfl mother and daughter, and a nofo of tragody ohrioks above the roar of jazr,. MIe« Tuakor'a supporting cast In "Houky Tonk" Includes Qoorgo Dur- yen, Audrey Perrto, Mahlon, Itamlltou, Llla Lea and John T, Murray, and tho production wius ilisw:Ud by L,lo! Bcicon llr-octor of Al Jolaon'a a-eavp'tt- tlonnl auccoBfl "The Singing Fool" The ecojKirlo ot "Iloiiky Tonk" -was written by Ornhftm Baker from a story by Leelle 8 Barrows. The program also includes a news rsoi, Vltaplwno act and a talking comedy. ostabllfshed/the urbano I^ow C o d y as a pilnco ot jjOpliisticAtes "F r Hotloi or AVorso" continued tho dlvoi PC soi led aul lopped all pievloua p l c ' u u ^ Coi box-oflfflce lecelpts JJcbe Daniols camo f i o m Hal Hoach com -dies to make an ovornlglit hit Jn ""Jalo and Fon)alo" William Bojd ul. rlcd lin parser ai3 en ex.tra In "Wh Chanse Youi Wlf-o.'" considered liy nany tho sre-ateet of Do Mllle'ii d f v o r t o flork« "Th« Affairs of Anajtol" WallacpJKold, Gloria Swansin, Montt Blao, A J I I P S Ay res and Bobe Danlelf In an adaptation of Schnitzle'n polish nd catlie "Manslaughter" brotigh! Lpatrice Jov £10111 obscurity into etar (3om and m,ilo '1 homas Moghan e !·) fcald to be of tht as these conspicuous pasl n u f ' f t j ^ e s Iji l i n o w i t h I h o D o Millf i i i l i K l j i l i of realiug "now facce"' whrrinoi poswlblp, treto woie mada ol w v o i y p i o r n l i i e n t fcUu who could po^ · Ib 1 / lit any 0110 of Iho Uilce man par i A m o \ ' c t o n o art, all t a l k i n g romodj suit 1 bound nowu i c f l aJflo n i u T'i u our advort!em«titfl The Orpheum W i t h the announcement t h a t "Dynamite," Cecil B DeMltle's first talking plctuia which ia on the screen at tho Orpbeum Theatre, is an Ultramodern fctory ot ultra-modern tioctety, facts have been brought forwaid to ahow the unique position which the producer-director gained in the film industry through this particular type of photodrania. Although DeMlllo hae gone far aflald Into a dozen countries and periods for tiifl stories, hm success with niatorkU carrying- a. smart and sopMatlcaiterl aftutr has become a bj- word. "Old Wives for New" was the flret of the De Mille pictures to display gorgeous gowns, concealed telephones, and swanky bathtubs. At the time of Its production it was conflldensd eo daringr.^In fact, that tho eiiffgeetion wae made that It should be shelved It Is bellsvod to have been a bigger commercial succose than any other picture of ite type. This film took Gloria Swnneon from comedy ranks and made her a dramatic etar. "Don't Change Y o u r Husband" WITH JAZZ!!! Young or old, hot or cold -- Sophie Tucker burns 'em up! Shiver and sbike, quiver and quake when she delivers her scorching me o dies! Hotfoot over to "Honky Tonk"! ViiupJionc Act--Jioi'ad' Heidi, HJs Ciillfornlans An All Talkie Comedy: "Hi-Jack and the Game" jj Admission--"JCatlnct 1 10c im] 23c; Nlphts 15o and 35c 2 Thursday, Friday and Saturday Douglas Faiifbanks in "The Forward Pass" \*rifawwiAfWi*iAfviw\t*A^ ' Tw«jr j sof« TP CECIL B. MILLED greatest production In this, hia first Talking Picture, the great, Do Mllle ham jmt all of his dlrec- torial wizardry Daring, lavish, startling, .spootaoufar -- tills picture liiis everything. featuring rONBAD NAG EL, KAY JO UN SON, CHAKLES .BIOKFORD, JULIA FA YE. Time of Shows 1,3, 5, 7?md9 ^.)Oia:?wsaa8«jaiaflLS2i?£{M

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