Denton Journal from Denton, Maryland on October 15, 1938 · Page 7
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^·^^^^^^^^^^^··^^^·^^·^^^···M^HV^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Bl^^^^H^^^^^HMB^^^^^^M ^^^^^^^·^^^^^··^^····^·^·······^······CBai^aana^BB^^^BP^^C^LPttaaBBan^iB^K^^B MAIDEN EFFORT by Samuel Hopkins Adams 0 Samuel HepHnj Adam WNU Service THE STORY CHAPTER 1--Kelsey Hare, young architect convalescing from a breakdown, meets Marlm Holmes, struggling author. In a storm on a lake near Moldavia. N. Y., and later -jetties down with him at his estate. HolmcJsholm. Finding Holmes studying a newspaper picture o( a Park avenue debutante, Kelsey learns that a story by Holmes has been rekctcd In a $15.000 contest run by Purity Pictures. A. Leon Snydacker. president, tor a novel suitable for plcturlza- Uon. In which the winner of a Mystery Beauty contest will star. Kelsey buys the manuscript from Holmes and rents his house. One of the conditions ot the deal Is that Kelsey adopt Holmes' pen name. "Tern- pleton Sayles." Alter Holmes departs on a trip, a telegram arrives for Sayles which Kelsey leaves unopened. Clunk, odd man servant, places the debutante's picture on the mantel on top o( the tcleeram. «,nnric.n n--me rurK Avenue van straitens, at breakfast wilh tlielr niece Marlon, are horrified to find her picture In the paper .is one u( ten remaining contestants for the Purity Pictures award, and learn that Liggett Morse, admirer, has entered Marlon's picture on a bet. After threats ot being I2':en abroad until the "scandal" dies down. Mirlon decides adventurously to go through wljh the conlr^t. "itignt-o, tswana." "She Jooks like she'd have her nerve with her," mused the magnate of Purity Pictures. "Take-it-or- leave-it sort. Her name is Miss Marion Norman Van Straiten. I had the photograph traced." "Snappy work, Bwana. She's a humdinger, all right. I wouldn't be surprised a mite but what the jury would pick her." "There's a big game hunter named Van Straiten," said A. Leon Snydacker reverently. "Scoopy Van Straiten. An--er--acquainlance of mine. Met him at tha--er--inter- national matches. Polo, you know. This girl looks as if she might be of that family." Moby Dickstein instantly decided that she should be. "I'll see what I can turn up in the files about her," said he. In the time which it took him to smoke tv;o cigarettes he had compiled a satisfactory, even a brilliant social ruboro for n:b suujcci, wmcn lost nothing by being largely a work of the imagination. Mr. Snydacker read it with approval. "Class tells its own story," he murmured. "If you {jot the eye to reckonize it when you sec it." Back in the human exhibit room there was another period of waiting, this time forty minutes beyond the appointed hour, after which anotlici worried official peered in, said, "All here?" and vanished. "Ready, ladies," intoned a voice. · Every one stood up as the great man entered in a rush. Everyone but Number 3245--D She sat still, regarding with mildlj astonished interest the figure that bounced energetically in. Her first untutored thought was that this was some actor who had come, fresl. from a costume performance. He wore an open-neck shirt, a pinch- bottle coat with a yellow orchid in the lapel, and swung with commendable nonchalance a polo mallet. Kc was lean, twitchy. and glossily handsome. "Now-now-now-now-now!" he detonated. "Which is which? Come-come! Which is which, I say." As this was a difficult question, nobody answered it. His dark, bright eyes darted around the crescent of femininity. They rested upon the one seated figure. "Whut-whut-whut! Whut-whut- whut!" he ejaculated. Marne re sisted a temptation to warn him that one of his cylinders was missing. He romped over and towered above her. She lifted cool and inquiring eyes. "You were late." "I'm afraid I was, a little . . ." "A little! Nearly an hour." "Sorry," said the girl with less evidence of contrition than the President of Purity Pictures, Inc., fell to be due to the occasion and himself. "People do .not keep ME waiting." "I said I v/as sorry," returned Marne discouragingly unimpressed. "Whut-whut-whut-whut-whut?" He tried to stare her down. It failed to work. "Anyway," she remarked, with o glance at the clock, "you've kept us all waiting. So that rather evens it up. doesn't it?" "Sweet cheese'n' crackers!" breathed Miss Gloria Glamour. A. Leon Snydacker crossed his feet and stood gracefully leaning upon his implement of sport and class, in an attitude of pensive regard. "I would have waited longer than this," said he in a solemn tone, "for you. Darr-ling!" he concluded, ogling her with the confident eye of the conquering male. "Who? Me?" said Marne, upon whom the florid endearment produced much the effect of a bomb, bursting in air. "You, indeed. Who else? You, you, you, you! The type I was prepared to spend years and millions in seeking. And here you are, fallen right into my arms." "Not exactly," protested Marne and suffered a severe dig from Gloria's admonitory elbow. Still rapt in his vision, A. Leon stalked across to the mounted photographs. "I knew you were the type the minute I set eyes on this photo. One in a million. One in a hundred millions. The type preeminent, only a thousand times more so. Darr-ling," he appended in afterthought. "Would you mind not calling me that?" said Marne. "Why not?" he asked, and there could be no doubt ot the genuineness of his surprise. "I just don't happen to care for it." "Whut-whut-whut - whut - whut?" Did she really mean it? Couldn't j she appreciate what a compliment j she was being paid? He shook a despairing head, unable to understand this, but yielding to it. "It is intended," oald be stiffly, "in a pro- lecsionai sense, fureiy proiession- al." A blonde goddess edged forward timidly. "Mr. Snydacker." "Shush!" The magnate turned his back on her and beckoned to Marne. "This way, Miss Van Stratten." "What'd I tell you!" Gloria's whisper tickled her ear. "D'you think I'd better go?" "Sweet cheese 'n' crackers! Go? Leap to it, kid." She fairly yanked "It's ail over, stooges," she remarked. "We're licked."' the other out of her chair and propelled her through the door. Gloria extracted and lighted a cigarette. "It's all over, stooges," she remarked. "We're licked." "Let's wait till she comes out," suggested someone ominously. "If she comes out." "You don't gang up on any friend of mine," stated Miss Glamour decisively. "If the rest of you stick, I stick." An obstinate immobility settled upon the group. It was broken by the entry of a third worried official. He made announcement. "Leave names and addresses at Room 607. You will be notified when wanted. Miss Glamour will please remain." Gloria was the unmoved recipient of a series of dirty looks as the disappointed eight filed out. Despite a nature inured to philosophical acceptances, she was boiling with curiosity when her new crony emerged, alone. She jumped and grabbed her. "Well?" "Crazy." "You're telling me!" "He wants to make me Queen oi the Screen. Believe it or not, those were his very words." "Why not? What else?" "Too much and too fast for me to get straight. But there were too many of those darr-lings in it." "Kiddo," said Gloria solemnly, "you're set. That bird'll marry you, if you play your cards right. Naturally he'll try everything else first. Maybe he did. Did he?" "If he did, it missed me." "Icicles for breakfast," was Miss Glamour's admiring footnote to this. "Now where do I come in on this? Why is little Gloria invited to park while the rest get the skids?" "Oh, I fixed that." "Bmar-tee! But how in heck did you work it?" "I told Mr. Snydacker I wouldn't go without you." "Just like that! Go where?" "Moldavia, N. Y." "Never heard of it." "Neither did I." "What are we going there for?" "Somewhere in the midst of his leaping around the room I got the name of Templeton Sayles as the reason." "Never heard of him, either." "Neither did I." Moby Dickstein entered. Gloria made appeal to him. "Where's this Moldavia, N. Y., Moby?" "Out behind Farmer Jones' barn, I reckon. That's one of the things I gotta find out." "Why? Are you going, too?" "Sure, I'm going. Who do you suppose really runs this show? Later A. Leon'll be along, just to make a fourth at bridge." "What about Templeton Sayles?" This from Marne. "Templeton Sayles! Padlock your virtue, ladies. He's the world's triple threat to susceptible womanhood if you let him tell it. And does he love to tell it! In a modest little brochure about his fascinating self. I'll show you a copy of it one of these days." "Lemme attim," said Gloria dreamily. "Loathsome toad!" said Marne. "I gotta line out to find out more," Moby Dickstein consulted his watch. "The big fella wants a word with you before you go." They found A. Leon Snydacker doing the caged lion act across his priceless rug, while he absently flicked at imaginary fiies with his polo mallet, the gleam of inspiration in his eyes. "This is going to be the greatest, the very greatest achievement ol my career," he announced solemnly. "Colossal doesn't begin to express it. Tm going* to put a new type of picture on the screen. It's going to be the Quintessence of Class. Take that down, Mr. D. You can use it for press stuff. Quintessence of Cfass. That's why I've been waiting to find somebody like you, darr-ling," he addressed Marne, "though I didn't realize it till I saw your photo." "Thank you." aald she. aa he looiten expuctuni. "Then, says I to myself: This is the Real McCoy, This is Clase. She's a Park Avenue day-bun-tay. if ever I saw one. Ain't you, darr- ling?" "A what?" "Day-bun-tay. You know; what they call a girl when she's just come out in swell society." '"That's the French pronunciation, Bwana." The Presidential Assistant had jumped into the breach. "The English is debutante." "There's n lotta Class to French, too," said A. Leon. "You are a day-bun-tay, ain't you, darr-ling? Go to all the high-toned parties?" he rushed on. "Name in the society column every day? Ain't that right, darr-ling?" "How on earth should I know whether my name is there or not?" demanded the girl impatiently. "1 don't read 'em every day." "There you arcl There you are!" exulted A. Leon. "That's what it is to belong. She don't even know or care whether her name is in with the other swells or not. Used to it. It don't mean a thing to her." "There's a long piece in one of the society magazines," he went on, after glancing at Moby Dickstein's fancy sketch, "about old Mrs. Van Stratten, the social leader. I suppose she's maybe your grandmother or something." "Do you?" Marne was beginning to be definitely annoyed. "Oh, I know all about you Van Strattens, darr-ling," he assured her with enthusiasm. "Well, it's more than I do," returned Marne cheerfully. "Anyway, what does it matter?" "What does it matter? What does it matter?" shrieked A. Leon, knocking n diamond-set inkwell to the floor with a frenzied swing of his mallet. "She asks me wliat does it matter! Haven't I told you I'm going to paralyze 'em with an All- Class production? You're my star. And," he added cunningly, "what would you say to having for leading man,"--he paused for better effect--"Templeton Sayles, Esquire." "Is he a day-bun-tay, too?" queried Marne wickedly. "He's everything. He's Class with a big C." A. Leon grabbed and waved aloft the typescript wherein Martin Holmes had given rein to his fevered imagination to compound the shimmering personality of Tern- pleton Sayles from equal parts of romance and rainbow and "What the Well-dressed Mnn will Wear." "You three are going up there to Moldavia, with Moby, here, in charge. I'll be along later. Moby'Il get some preliminary press stuff ready. But soft-pedal everything Barnum Bribed Indian Chiefs When ten of America's distinguished Indian chiefs paid a visit to the White House in ]8G4, P. T. Barnum bribed their interpreter to bring them to his American museum in New York for exhibition, on the pretext that they were to be given a public reception. After this "reception" had taken place hourly for more than a week, says Collier's Weekly, tlic chiefs discovered the deception and departed in a huff. Many Dogs In World War It is not possible to say how many dogs were in the World war, as various countries used them and for various purposes. About 10,000 dogs \vorc at the front when the armistice was signed. More than 1,000 sled doj;s were used in the Vosges mountains during the last year of the war for moving food and other nmnlips. till I'm on the ground. We want to spring this right. It'll be front- page stuff all over the country. We've had a lotta All-Star pictures. That's old stuff. This'll be the first All-Class picture. And will they eat it up! Keep an eye out for settings, Moby. I wouldn't wonder but what we could shoot a lot of the scenes right on Templeton Sayles' ancestral acres. Might use his racing stable, too. If there ain't any racing in the story, we'll have some written in." "But what is the story, .Mr. Sny- dacker?" ventured Gloria.' "Story? Story? What's the story matter! I can get a hundred stories on a day's notice. Come to think of it, I gotta little surprise for you on that story. No time to tell you about that now. Sec me before you go, all of you." Out in the street the two new allies drew a long breath and looked at one another. Gloria spoke first. "How about it, kid? Game?" "Gloria, I've always wanted to bust out." "Here's your chance. But what about the family? Got one?" "Got plenty. They'll disown me, I expect." "D'you care?" "Not a hoot." " A rush of feet behind them was followed by Moby Dickstein's panting hail: "Well, Baby! Are you in! You got your cue, haven't you?" "Cue? I don't know that I have," answered Maine.' "About the swell Van Strattens." "What about them?" "You listen to wisdom oozin' from my venerable whiskers, We'll begin with Eric Van Straiten. They call him Scoopy. He's a cross country puzzle rider, or somethm". Know him?" "I've met him," she answered evasively. "Sure, you've met him," said Moby, delighted with her ready adjustment to his idea. "He's your cousin." As this chanced to be the fact, Marne murmured. "Oh! Is he?" "I'm tellin' you. And old Mrs. Van Straiten, the high society leader. She's your grandmother." Marne stared and grinned. "That ought to be a pleasant surprise to her." "Maybe we'd better make her your Aunt. Any of the others of that bunch, they're all first-names to you. See?" "Take it from Moby, kid," advised Gloria. "You play this right and you've got the world by the tailfeathers." "So far I seem to have played it mostly wrong." "It's just like Moby tells you. Be a yes-girl. Every day in every way you get yesser and yesser." "There's got to be a limit to the yes stuff somewhere, though, hasn't there?" "When it comes time to say No, I'll tip you off," promised the wise Miss Glamour. (To be continued next week) THERE GOLD^l Yes, and in Your Attic Too! Turn Those Things You Don't Want ( Into Money with a Waul Ail RECEIVER'S SALE OF VALUABLE Personal Property OF THE Goldsboro Bank :ONSISTING OF MORTGAGES, J U D G M E N T S, PROMISSORY NOTES. 1JILLS OF SALE, REAL ESTATE, STOCKS A N D BONDS, CHOSES IN ACTION, AND OTHER EVIDENCE OF DEBT By virtue of an order of sale, parsed by the Circuit Court for Caroline County, Maryland, in Equity, in a cause wherein the State of Maryland is complainant, anil the Goldsboro Bank, is defendant, No. 2940 Chiincery, dated August 1C, 1938, the undersigned Receiver will sell, at public auction, to the highest bidder, for cash, at the Court House door, in the town of Dcnton, Maryland, on TUESDAY, NOV. 1, 1938 bcpinninp at ten o'clock, a. m., all of the remaining assets of the Goldsboro Bank, consisting of notes, judgments, mortgages anil real estate practically all of record in Caroline County, Maryland, nnd all other bills receivable, judgments, choscs in action and chattels owing by clivers parties to the said Bank, stocks and bonds, bills of sale nnd accounts. Each of the notes, judgments, mortgages, bills receivable, choses in notion and chattels, real estate and stocks and bonds here advertised to be sold is particularly set out and described in a paper writing or List, \i copy of which is on file at the office of the Bank Commissioner of Maryland, Receiver for said Goldsboro Bank, at said Bank Commissioner's office, in Baltimore, Maryland, and at the office of the Clerk of the Circuit Court for Caroline County, Mary- aiul, at Denton, Maryland, and at the office ni William J. Rickards, solicitor for said Receiver, at Dcnton, Maryland, where same may be examined nnd inspected by all interest- oil parties, and full particulars of ach item ascertained, said List confining, as to each item to be sold, ;he name of the debtor, the date and ind of the instrument by which the lebt is evidenced and the amount claimed to be owing thereon. AH in- crested persons, including those in- lebted on any of the items to be sold uid all parties that might be interested in the purchase of any of said terns are urged to call and inspect said List, prior to the day of sale, which inspection and examination of said List may be made at the said 3ank Commissioner's office, in Balti- nore, Maryland, or at the office of the Clerk of Court, Denton, Maryland, or at the office of William J. Rickards, ittorney, at Denton, Maryland, upon ill business days, between the hours f 9 A. M. nnd 4:30 P. M. Any item here advertised for sale and itemized on the List above rc- 'crreil to which may be paid or satisfactorily clisppsed of prior to the day and hour of snle will not be offered it the public sale. On the List above referred to each tern to be sold is numbered, and will ic offered for sale according to num- er, but inspection of said List will nuble all interested persona to ascertain the particulars of each num- ered item, and the items will be of- ,'ered at public sale by number, and ;he description of each given when ind as offered for sale. The above assets will first be of- Tevcd separately, then in groups, and then as a whole, and will be sold in whichever way the most money can c realized therefor. According to Law, said remaining issets eannot be sold otherwise than without recourse, and without war- ·anty of any kind or character, and ubjcct to the final ratification of said sale or sales by the Circuit 3ourt for Caroline County, Maryland, n Equity. WARREN F. STERLING, Receiver for the Goldsboro Bank. kVilliam J. Rickards, Attorney. A. J. Dhuc, Auctioneer. SHERIFF'S SALE OF VALUABLE PERSONALTY Under and by virtue of two writs of fieri facias issued out of the Circuit Court for Caroline County, the irat being on August 4, 1933 and the ast being on July 8, 1938, and to rne directed, at the suit of The Farmers Supply Company against the goods and chattels of Frederick B. Pickcr- ng and Nellie W. Pickering, I have seized, levied upon and taken in execution all the right, title, interest, claim and estate of the said Frederick B. Pickering and Nellie W. Picker- ng of, in and to the following described property, to wit: Twenty-two grade Guernsey cows and heifers; 1 wire wheel low down wa^on; 1 dearborn; 1 new ground ilow; 28 sections of Wishbone incu- mtor; 3 brooders; Model T Ford coupe; lot of chickens; 1 hay rake; 1 Allis Chalmers tractor; 1 tractor cultivator; 1 set tractor plows; 1 pair vork horses; 1 wheel barrow; 1 manure spreader; 1 Ford delivery truck; ot of hoes, rakes and shovels. And ,1 hereby give notice that I will, on THURSDAY, OCT. 20,1938 )ceinning at 10 o'clock a. m., on the premises now occupied by the said Frederick B. Pickering, located on he rond from R. J. S. Bullock's land ,o Frnnk Zciglcr's in the Third Elec- ion District of Caroline County, Maryland, offer and dispose of .said j roper ty at public sale to the highest )idder, for cash', the property so seized and levied upon and taken in execution to pay and satisfy the above writs, debt, interest and costs now due or to become due thereon. H. SAULSBURY SPARKS, Sheriff of Caroline County. Thrilling! Absorbing! A Dramatic Series Of "The Court Of Human Relations" With Radio's Finest Actors Sundays, 3:30 · 4:00 P. M. Presented By Quinlax For Colds Maryland's Pioneer Broadcast Station BALTIMORE, MD. 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