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January 15, 1930

The Daily Courier from Connellsville, Pennsylvania · Page 9

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WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 15, 3930. Tun DAILY COURIER, G.ONNEL jSVILL'E, PA PAGiii NINE. BY ROY.,-.VICK,E.RS WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE, A LAN BRENNA WAY rettu-ng to New York after an jibaen.ce of ** seven years in Mexico, where he made a fortune. Going ,to the oingy hotel he started from, his thoughts flash to Shirley Dane, society gld whom he loves. He visits Shirley anc} finds her more sympathetic, and understanding than before. She tells him her father left her $200,000, which is in the hands' of Koger Kclton. Later, Alan accompanies Shirley and her axint, Mrs. Sibley, to a party. Ho meets a Mr. Cynaz, financier, Alan expresses his distrust of Cynar. There is "talk" about Roger Kelt on, and when he does not arrive, Mrs. Sibley is concerned for Shirley's sake. Alan wonders why it should distress Shirley. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER V. 'LL toll you What I did today, if you realty want to hear. "I began with riding--that's an ibsolute necessity. Then I had "Dear friend, it it no use." "Is there someone else?" "Yes." "May I know his name?" "I'm afraid Jiot . . . At leant, not tonight. In a few days, perhaps, reakfast, changed, went to a gym,! it will be announred. Wo have ·.hanged and had a fencing lesson. Chnneed brick again and went to my ,, dressmaker, who is evolving my dress for the Middle Ages ball. She's a bit of a genius at fancy dress. So am I. Then I hxtrried back here to change again and we lunched with Bishop Farley. "Then I ;ame back here and had the tun of seeing you. Then to-! night there were the Westburys-- i and you can see I'm not a bit donn j up. Do you think I could ,do all i that on cocktails and cigarettes?" "Good Lord!" exclaimed Alan, "You work as hard at this game of poinc; round and meeting people-and being me«---as If you had to get another fifteen thousand a year out of it." "I may have to, one day," she said, half to herself. He ignored that. She was sitting in an armchair opposite him, her head against dark velvet, and once again there flashed up that memory of her face outlined against a background of darkness. He knew the memory was stampeding him--lot himself be stampeded. "Shirley . . .".he said hoarsely. She looked tap, still half-held by some long thought. ''What is it, Alan?" "I think you know what it is, Shirley." Startled color rose in her face. She moved jerkily, then sat .still. "I think you know what I am trying to sisy, Shirley. Women-- f»irls--ffirls of twenty, even--arc pretty good at telling what a man is thinking about without his putting it into words. I did not tell you that day seven years ago at had to keep quiet for family reasons that are not worth telling." "You aren't marrying for money?" he aaked sharply. "No." \ ·when you know the ropes. I'va T'atche/d " "All ,that--you'll find that's all froth, flotsam. The thing, is, do you really want him?" "I think so, Alan." . Slowly A l a n ' crushed ont tha newly-lit cigarette, "Good miotigh!" he snid. She held out her hand. Ho took . it for a moment, then kissed it. Suddenly she clung to his coat. "You'll always be ny friend, Alan, won't you?" "If I can!" ho answered. "Is he younger than I' am?" "Oh,' yes!. Ever so much younger!" Her eyes were on his gray hair. For half an np'u'r after Alan had gone Shirley thought- about him. She had ;\n odd sense of having made a lucky escape. "But how ridiculous! There was no danger of my accepting him-how could there be ?" Yet she knew there had been a the Felton that I you knew it. loved you but I did not tell you that all these years I've been thinking of you sitting there in the lobby of that miserable itotel, but I think you know it. I think you knew the moment wo met this afternoon that I intended to ask you, as I'm asking you now, to marry me." "1 didn't!" she cried. "I've always loved you in a way---but not the marrying way. Oh, Alan, I'm so dreadfully .sorry." He sat rijrid for a moment; then took a cigarette. He discovered that it could be quite a complicated process to get a cigarette from the box to his lips. It was a minute or more before he spoke'. "I'm a persistent kind of devil. 1 shall treat your refusal with the utmost reverence, but at the same time 1 shall wait for the moment when I can try asrain--and again." '/ did not tell yon that day that I loved you, but you knew it, "I'm sorry. Th.'it was an impertinence. But " "No, it wasn't an impertinence. It was quite logical Prom the moment I know what a lot it costs to enjoy life as I intend always to enjoy it, I realised that I should d.o best to marry moneys-big money. Aunt Marion always want* ed me to, of couriio. But, as it happens, although this man ia of what the French call 'the high world,' he has ne\t to nothing. And I have only my fifteen thousand. That won't get us anywhere at all." "Then for his sake you'll give up " "1 shan't give \ip anything, I hope. We shall be clever." "I don't follow," Alan said wretchedly. "We shall be with the right people at the right time, as Daddy was." She smiled brilliantly, "It's awfully simple, dsar old Alan, danger ot just that--and what an appalling mess she would have been in. Apart any other consideration, Alan would rnaka an impossible husband. How dreadful to be loved for yonr po- tentialitien; It was funny that ha should have the effect on her of making hor feel small and unimportant. Was she.? It did not matter after all. "I must go to bed!" she exclaimed. Abruptly her mood changed and she forgot Alan. She went to, her bedroom and began the long, careful process of undressing. At last she was in bed. "What can that old spider Cynax have meant about 'talk' about Roger? How could there be any talk about Roger?" She smiled,' and, smiling, sank into sleep. (To bo continued tomorrow.) ( Copyritht, 1020, b.» nor Tlekor«. DbtrtbottJ [» Kit* VotllrM BTHlOnUa, I'M. * if I v 8 I BLACK SHEEP'S GOLD by Beatrice Grimshaw Illustrations by IrwJn Myetri 1; li w i Copyrlgrht by Hughes Ma.';sl» Co. 1 8 f jumped the he'dge, nnd came down \inoxpectedly oti something large and dusky, that heaved beneath my feet, find threw me off, as a bucking outlaw throws its rider; 1 fell, recovered myself, and saw, down the croton avenue, a m a n running away. He was tall and thin, ;ind he ran In n. flatfooted, heavy, plunking manner that Instantly suggested to me two large, fiat feet I had seen earlier In tha evening. "Sp'cer!" I K n l d to myself, and gave chase. It had begun to rain again, tho paths w«ro slippery, and the crash of falling water on drenched and down- beaten leaves), made noise enough to cover any rutrent. Using my torch, I cnuglit a Kllrap.'iO of tho fugitive, lost him, thought I saw hira again, nud finally pulied up on the beach road, near the trader Maldstone'.s, alone. We aren't formal, In Western 1'nupua. I went at once and knocked at Maidstono's door. "Who's sick?" was his first query. "Who it is?" "Ainory," T answered. "Nobody slclc. Is your hoarder In?" "He's not a boarder, wo don't take hoarders," was Maldstone's answer. "If you mean the nut wh6 blew In today, he's in bed." "Sure?" Maidstonc disappeared. "Well, now, It's a queer utinf,-," ho commented, coming b«ck and standing, nn odd, pajauia'd f i g u r e , on the soaked ver- n n d a boards, which reflected his bare feet l i k e Ice. "He's not therev- Rh, w h a t nrn you d--nlng him for? W.liul's ho done?" "I don't know what he hasn't done,'' 1 answered, furiously, for now I waa almost sure t is Spicer, the crea- iuro of Fanshn^r, had overheard every word I snitJ to FSassett "lireak his neck when he romps In, or chtic!; him to the a l l i g a t o r s ; it's the host ^ thing you can do w l l ' i him." '·Wrll. now, r h c w i f e wouldn't li'Ki u u v niUfiitHsJ' t t u s w g r t d . pfiicldly. 'T anppoB- he's gdF'a right to go In the hons% or out of the house, as he likes. You go bjiclr to your store, Phil Amory; you'd ought to be In bed. Good -('.ght." I did not go to bod. I went buck to Bassett'H. "Raasett," I said, bolting up ihe staircase. "That b r u t e of a Splcer chap was underneath the house." "Yon go to bed, Amory, and let other people go," he answered. "lou're fanciful." "I saw him, I trll you," wa.i ray angry response. "Running nwny among the m'angoep And Maldstone said he wasn't tlierp." "Tackle lilra yourself tomorrow morning," counseled Bassett. "Aren't yott going to let nnjono on the Island go to sleep? Re on', Black Sheep, or I'll arrest you." "I can tell yon this," wns my part- Ing shot, "there's no power In Papua will get me to Thursday island now." Nevertheless, when morning came, I began to t h i n k differently, I went to Mnldstnue's as early as possible. Spicer wa : i lounging on the veranda, In Mrs. Siald»jtone's special chair, with a / t i n of Mnlclstones' special ctgarettea at his elbow. Maidstone's boy was busy fetching him matches, soda water, another cushion for his head, a magazine to read. Mrs. Maidstone, In the background, was flying about, busy and energetic as usiml. Slim, blue-eyed, pretty in n belated schoolgirl sort of fashion, this middle-aged woman of the outback was a constant wonder to me. She had seen and clone nlmost all that the hardest cnses I n - West Papua hail seen and dour--run risks, in earlier days, that made rue's heart s t a n d still to t h i n k of.'; nursed ninny a man through accident or fever; laid out nnd dressed for burial some of them. She had taken In houseless strangers, until the small profits of tho storo were eaten i n t o nil lost beyond bear- Ing, She had lived hard, and known no luxury, for years; faced danger like, a umn, and elotio a woman's work. Withal, she was the merriest thing In Western Papua, and, but for a lino or two, and ft gray hair or two, you might h a v e given her flve-find- twenty years. 1 jumped straight Into the heart of. things, which habit Is one of my most Incurable fuults. J'.itt w h a t ! life Is short--I'd rather j u m p into now and then a hidden aw,imp, than spend days painfully wal 'dug round dusty roads. . . . "Do you mind t i l l i n g me," E said, "what you were d«lng under the R. M.'s house lust night?" 1 expected a p l a i i i denial, more o^ tess angry. B u t St'-er was too clever for (hat. "Oh, come now," ue answered, with - man-of-t'he-wortd :ilr, and something ·ike u w i n k . "You · · y u ' t expect me TO jJLve an account r t my wander in 5.3 "Slibut "This" very fascTnatfne fsToiui; after dark. No, Blsck Sheep, I can't let you baa-baa at me; leave that to the missionaries." I could have knocked him off the veranda, with the utmost satisfaction; I urn not sure that I shouldn't laavo done it, In spite of Mrs. Maldstone's presence, if something had not told ino to move carefully, "xeep a look-out foe red hex-rings trailed across the track. "My name Is Amory,'' I said, "What were you doing?" i Be made as If to dig me In Cho ribs with a white, splayed forefinger; I think the look In my eyes made him draw It ba:k, for never, without actually doing it, was I nearer to Btnashiag In any man's face, in my life. "Naughty, naughty," was what he said. "Ladies present." Mrs. Mnldstone--I don't know how --managed to raelt away. "ItealJy," I finid, "I have my reasons, which I dare say--" (for I was beginning to think he hadn'-t heard anything) "you know nothing about. I saw yon, If not under the house, certainly close to the It. M.'s In the middle of last night, and when I chased you, yon ran away. "You bet 1 did," said Splcer with a giggle. "Thought you were the enraged husband*., for a fiver." "Bnssatt Isn't roan-led," I told him. "The warder is," he sniggered. "Very pretty wife, too." Now this bewildered me, for I did know Talunn, the wife ot the native warder, and I had Keen her, only a week before, brought up In court by her husband, In connection with a charge uf "stealing" her, which he was mukltif; against another native. Taluna was no saint, arid for a Papuan, she was u n u s u a l l y good looking. It was also true that the warder's house was within a stone's throw of the place where I had stmnblcd over Splcer. , t didn't know what to think. Mrs. Maldatone en me back at t h a t moment 1 , with a tray of glasses, Interrupting-T fancied, deliberately--tho conference. She offeree", us w h i s k y ; I look two fingers of it; Kpicer took soino more soda water. It added to my dislike of him. I hare always held that there's KB likely as not to be something wrong about either a teetotaller or a non-smoker; If not wrong, half- baked. . . . G r a n t e d , that there are exceptions. Splcer I did not take to be an exception. I knew that Bassett, who was shrewd enough, thought I had been wrong In supposing Splcer to be listening under tho house. I knew, too, that ha did not tell me--that a man who Ir overwrought, excited, and begins to fancy himself spied upon, may be In rather a bad way. Perhaps It was M n r y Maidstone who gave the flnai stroke to mv. suspicions.. TO JiE CONTINUED. N OT only is woman t) e fair sex," sho IB the fairly vr 11 off ;mx. For, despite the million/ of women Who constantly wall ni d grumble at the insufficiency of t icir houae- Jiold allowance and their pin money, it in the ladioj who have half the individual we Jth of the iworld. And the cyni ·. will, no ·doubt, insist that man.' of tfaeee ;\vomen are included in the afore^mentioned grumblers. ; Authority for the arr ixlng facts ;about tho personal "wet 1th of wo- ;men is to bo found in .he returns I of Federal income tax, as well JIB lists of stockholders of great cor- .porations. The lists of the American Telephone and Tel igraph Co. and the Westinghouso Co. reveal that women arc the ma; aritv stock- holders. In National Biscuit and- Penn«yivania Railroad, women own BO par cent of the stock. An analysis of the 1920 income tax rc.tunis shows that of all persona reporting personal incomes in cx- cosa of $600,000, 139 were women and 123 were men. And in fcho Olympian heights of incomes bo- twecm $4,000,000 and ?5,000,000, there w«re three women agwinst one lone inan. Inheritance ia another factor that adds to the wealth held by women. They are receiving 70 per cent of the estates left by men, and 64 per cent of those left by their own sex. And there is no evidence that woman makes a practice of squandering her inheritance. Woman ie nddiric t» her wealth through tha business worH. This is evident from even a suoorficial study of the daily news. tacently an item appeared lotting the world know that Mrs. George II. Van Namem, president of the House of Flowews, one of the greate.'.t florist businesses in America, had signed a leas«i that had an aggregate rental of ?5,355,000. MR-:. Alice Foote MacDougall, who aided atmosphere to the menu of her beautiful coffee houses is ano Jtor woman who blithely signs leaaes for hor reufcaurants way up in the million class, Mary Dillon is the efficient president of the Brooklyn Borough Gas Company, a $12,- 000,OvQ corporation. whUo Mrs. Moris Ryan is another Brooklyn ·woman who has made irood. She "owns a business that does an annual turnover of over $100,000. In the realm of tha theatre, Eva. Le Galliene, founder of the Civic Repertory Theatre is extending the movement throughout tha country. Ami There«e Helbuni, ·who runs the Theatre Guild, has holpcd to build it into one of tho greateijt theatrical organizations in tho world. Mrs. J. K. Bowiaan is president of one of the largest direct mail advertising fij-ms in Oie South, while Mrs. Sarah Barday IteFor- rest owns one of the biggest varnish concerns in New York. Not to speak of the many women who own and qperate cosmetic coa- corns. MEYERSDALE HIGH IS BEATEN BY BEAM IN SOMERSET LOOP MKVIORSDAbE, J a n . J 5.--,\ dale i-llgli wart f.lefoutotl by B«.t School Urtbbloi-H last n i g h t · Froatburg floor by n scorn of U- Meyei-Ktlalo led at the c i u a r l o r count o-f S to 5 i t n d , eontiini a d v a n t a g e at 14 io 8 w h e n 11 ended. B r i l l i a n t p l a y by the in. the third n a r r o w e d tho ga] to i'.l lit. the close* OL' tlii t h i r d Hohing played a h u n g u p g; center for Beull while- Hadtord flashed his best game 01 ;the- se one- of the guard positions. I'r the outat-andlnK player foi 1 Meyi In the p r c l i m t n a r y game th- High A l u m n i six with Wlls( M n r v c y starring; defeated, flu High varsity girls' team by th ot 1!J to 18. C a t h e r i n e Tylor ths best for tlio losora. Tho line-ill) for t h e b o y s ' ' R H Bcull--ajL IVtcjersili Matoso '- - J'" K (,'handlce ·-- -- I'' -Jenkins -- ·'· C M i l l e r (! -....' - MiddloUm «... C!. S u b s t i t u t i o n s -- K e u l l , Huglior ins:. Field goals--"Mateso 1, Cliai Miller 3, Middlfttott 2, Honing r i g a n ' l , Reich I, Cook. 2, B Price-, 3.. -'.' Fouls--Matese, 0 out of 1; ton, 3 out of 5; H n h i n g , 1 on Kerrigan, 3 out oC 5; JU?i;li, 3 5; Cook, 0 out of 2; Price, 0 o Re force--La\v, eycrs- ·. High t the to 22. A'Hn a :d the o halt ,'ictors to 20 period. mo at Miller son at .-. \via I'sdale. HesUl a and Boa 11 BCOl'lV played ne: Kek'h .. Cook Boycr . Price . lloh- UNIONTOWN DOWNS EAST HUNTINGDON, EXHIBITION GAME Appointed Envoy lo Costa Eica U n i o n t o w n scored a 37-1.!) victory over East. H u n t i n g d o n Township High ] basketeorfi laet night at the former's 1 g y m n a s i u m . T h o ' K v o r h a r t machine ] wont I n t o the lead ind wtis nevor j headed. ! Announcement was made Lliat the : game scheduled w i t h Circeneburg for i Saturday n i g h t hn« been moved for- i w a r d to Monday n i g h t , g i v i n g t h e Evorlwirt machine tliroc /rnnics week. The l i n e - u p : TJnInn(.fn\ii--37. Harris Kverhart Kike K. Ifunl.ingdon--10. I 1 ' Tomechko .....P , _ HyakoU ....C -- Arid rIB h Ford ,, G _.._ Schaet'er * K u n k l n _ .G _ .I/emmon j fSubsliUilions--T. John for Harris, j Brown t'-or .Evr-rhart, J, John for Pike, j [Jshlmeh for J. John, Puglla for Ford, j Bryan for H a n k l n , JSverhnrt for Brown, Greenspan for Kverliart, Ford for Pnglia, .T. John for Ford, Adame for Pike, Deptu for Hyskel!. I Field gonlii--llarrta :·!, Evorhnrt , j Fike, J. John. 3, Ford ?,, Tomechko, '. Sehaofcr 3, Lemirion. i Foul goals--'Unlonlowii, 5 out of S; |Knst Huntingdon, 0 out of 21. j. Score by periods: j U n i o n t o w n 11 7 5 14--,'i7 East " H u n t i n g d o n 4 5 !l 7--10 Austin. CHARLEROI CAGERS, "MONEY MAD," CANCEL GAME WITH BUICKS 11 oo 1, !, Kcr- ·yer 1, ·llddle- of 2; out of it 0,1 2. RUPPERT SPURNS BAMBINO'S $75,000 Save mousy--read tho arts, today. Charles C. Ebcrhardt of Saiina; Kansas, has been appointed hi President Hoover to succeed II. F Arthur Schoenfeld as Minister ti Costa Rica. Eberhardf; was for merly minister to Nicaragua. Ii goin^f to Costa Ricn, Kberhard' continual! a diplomatic aervici ·which hsffan in J9fli ! SCCiTTDAUO, Jan. 15.--The Chari leroi basketeer;i, e n t r e n c h e d In such ] a position in the A l l e g h e n y County i League t h a t t h e y aro certain not to j bo deposed, were scheduled to play j at the A r m o r y t o n i g h t but the lowly ! c e l l a r c l u b y e s t e r d a y sent a manifesto | to the local inanagemeiH to double tiie g u a r a n t e e or t h o r e w o u l d be no game. ' T h e m a nn or in w h i c h the u l t i m a t u m j \v;is i r e a t e d is b o r n e out by the an- i n o n n c n r n e i i t t h a t t h e r e w i l l be no I iraiuu tonight or at any other,, time i w i t h tho Charlerol club. | ( U i a r l e r o t , offered a $30 guarantee ; wind' it accepted, got peeved, it was ' .'-aid, because the M i l l e r s had sent R H ; i;!t!er of JiiO to Homestead, a first di'. v i s i o n o u t f i t . V i c t o r i o u s i:: hut two i s l i i r t s dill, of 10,. [he- Buick officials i were d e t e r m i n e d in t h e i r reply Unit i t h e C h a r l e r o l eaters under no circtun- | stances w o u l d his able to draw one: h a l f the c r o w d t h a t the Homestead ' t e a m c o u l d . ' llowevi'i 1 , Moncssrm will come to i h A r m o r y o n Saturday night, f o r a ! I ' f i i i r n engagement. Tho Knights of ' P y t h i a s q u i n t e t tri:nnied t h e Hulcks ; In a most dccisivo m a n n e r last, woelc | and the .Millers are bent on ven- i irejlllt-e. Advertisements liriivi- r« when placed in tho col- u m n ; ' of Tho Dally Courier. Pa(,roni'/.e Uioso who advertise. nrur 1Y* XVT irv Dsyvftwir' »V^.TH ^ILT THE OLD HOME TOWN Stanley NEW YORK, ,7an. M.-- -1)1,' Bussing the Babo Ruth ;tt!ary UspnU tcnlay, Colonel Jacob Rupperl. owner of tho Now York Yanlaws, niudo the e p u n - getit and "Interesting statomem ?: "On the pri'fient bafiic o£ ossihlo ·Hmuiclal rotuniiS In haaeball, ho salary l i m i t tor a player was cached w i t h .lluth'e old contiact, whic, called for ?70,000 a year. In offerii g hiin $75,000 1" have gono beyond the l i m i t . "Stories about the treri emlouu profits of .the New York Club ires fig- mentti ol' the iniUKiimtion, In 10 yearn Ruth him made ra-ore on of Iho Yankoc!! than 1 have. "In v e f u a l i i R n Ihre^-ycar ontracl to U n t i l , 1" Bock to protect the p l a y e r himvjelf, as-well as my i lives tin nt uud tho r i g h t s of all 1ho other ^ an keen. 1 f'uul that t h r u e - y o a r agreenn n l n an: inihoali.hy and "bad btusiness. 1 bavo b r o k e n my word to myself In i f f o r l u g R u t h a two-year contract, N i other Yankee from now on w i l l be.- signed Cor nforo t h a n one Keauou. "Tlii',5 J6 the last wotni, ami I don't w a n t to be d r a w n into a conl ovensy. R u t h is f o r t u n a t e that tho o\\ i i e r K h i p of tho Ya«keM is not spread ; mong a lot of stoekholdoro. I t it we -e they never would stand for offorh g him $150,000 Cor two yearo. Th. book vfllue- of R u t h could not pousi ly ju«- lify it." tj GUI' "wa.ut" a.rl \VIio who lo I'ntroniy.e. d v e r l i f i f - in Th Daily LINK, AIM LOST OP HIS P0V-IET?. SPEECH HE MI35HT BEEN SPEECHLESS BY AN AUTO LAST WAS LAST WEEK THE STORY IN LAST Yv'HEKS CLARION, THAT LINCOLN SCOTT LOST HIS !N AN,t ACCIDENT - W A S DISCREDITED BY A* NUMseira. oj= i-ocAi--

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