Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 30, Number 94, Decatur, Adams County, 19 April 1932 — Page 5

Br Mm i ]{Y hogan SPEAKS HERE ■Eg. tim'c.l) from sage ?ne» MM 1 ~.-,m-i !!>'• prohibition 1 *' g at I' o lushly, but I lie Ip business if ths|lll ~i passed where ■K',.,l, , uiiiil obtain lisbt wines . under govern- > vl,s P'aP<‘eaHy following llie meeting jiiii signed slips of jB, ih.it the.' ''<mld join 'he M nun 1' «“» announced ■L i-h om oi th.- efforts of i al'."' "ill be to take a Decn'ur. obtaining 'Et i'ba h "" "" s ''"mninnity K. on the question. «as a serious-mind IP and Mr Hogan in his talk . omlitions. vied ]K |i,’ hqaut ■ i-mess from both |K ~n , | wad. an instructive } , . •Jle.i that the It. tn >r Mte l-'i u I’oo'h al and eco--in llilf, the national per capita and the apita H T 0.1.1,. the debt has been in-' < apita and Hie. |K. |C . ■ . apita income is only I Goi. is trying to find. OV s lo raise taxes. If they!

j “EfIBERS OF LOVE”

K SYNOPSIS l.ou Lansing, just twenty is -tudjing for an opcrcareer but drcams of romance morninc. 'he meets wealthy Sargent, who used to spend in her home town. He by her beauty. iH CHAPTER THREE C »■ : Friday nights I.iiy was late getting home. She for a lesson. Ken Sargent into the habit of staying late nights, too. I they came home on the he told her little things about He had been to South that light on the mast of tug . . . shilling hke a star? yeu know what that's for? to <how she's towing someAnd if the thing she's towdragged m ‘re than six feet bethere'd be another light on the That's the way it is, Lily Lou, spelled right out for if you can read the signs—” do like ships, don’t you, jE| les—-hips. Rut not the stcamoffice. I went to sea twice, did know that? Onee to South erica. 7 hats when I flunked of school. I’m weak in the JBs’’ Did you know that, too?” laughed, but Lily Lou caught «*bitterne.>= in the laugh. ■’Ken, S^B* r ' it isn t that! You’ve been do- ■ you don’t like, that's all. if you could stay with the broke off. Realized she had ! Mid “dear.” iHI'’' 1 '’' wa= confused too. She had a tender spot. He admired i. aill j his father thought B»>sa ninny .. . j ust because t like business. . . . change the subject he said, n! a drive tonight?” It would be rather late,” she . out, L. fljl| y • ■ • but she was To go for a drive in the ■‘ rjent , j car - . . . Only, o f course, couldn t. because tonight was mgnt Laura Burke came to accompaniments, and if she ■ ' the appointment she’d have ■’. p . a " her just the same. ■l| ne °’ rloc l<- That isn’t late! I BL'J" u f’ J ca!l you and !et >' ou f 1 can get away. They’re K i?u Snmc klnd of a Httle affair K there”*' and 1 rPally ougbt to ■1 felting smile froze. ■ ouldn it have you give it up for K ’’ s,des ' 1 have another en- ■ racnt myself.” Bit»X’ ,'l nn ’ t ?' a,lt t 0 Sl, y homc! Bt^' 1 >lat tbe IstfHy—” BouZ,T re drawin * in to Lily Kmhi a '° n ' With a ">' d » c ,, Seodbye she was gone. K; * Blk * d fast, along the two ■ blocks to the house. 1"7 , was ? at the sofa, eyes 1 good"? ,p hand dan £l>ng. “Have hen hlr eSS .°V’’ shc askcd > and 1 he j C k' y l' ou could answer > W j n 7-, ’. ‘ Gosh ’. l m tircd - This ' hen wor king all day and ’ b<ht!” minß ,ome and working all : ‘i m ' ,nd . looked “P sharply. ' h Sked /° U t 0 work ’ You ' “v/.V 0 ," 1 ® >’ o u want to!” , I want , ks ~ not on your salary. lor, r_ ’ 0w,, .« bouse and car be- 1 i 0 old t 0 e "j°y li f e ” *tlv 1 01 , you work tPo hard.” 1 u " s , ~“ h,d . i? wd,h « Grange ex- ’ the Sarsenbg h* S thinkia * abou ' ’ »»ay. W • • u w “*’ oßa station • • • • Bright, rich, witty peo-1 j

IU U liquor, it is estimated i i that hiui 1300,000,000 can b- * obtii ie said I "l a qiitiHliou of making peoj k or in satisfying the' < api» ‘cause people are drink 1 Ing inking home-brew to t day. he speaker. i “W Id approach the mutter I open ly and view the quer tion political and economic ’ . one. fever is best for the I count should have our con- . gross ret into law. give it i aocial y and social justice," . contln e speaker. :a Will Progress “Am will progress despit l wet a laws, for we are a'j great We are going to restore -rity and eventually will w t some way to do it. jWe be |n work and in our I couutrj J these questions [ should tiled in an orderly ami biß-like manner.” the speake tiled. “We Lniich about the old saloon 4ml go one «ani the saloon, Iterica knew it. returned. Ifhe saloon has been succeed 4 the speakeasy and roadhoull have wo m com plished I things we hoped .oj ?" asl>. speaker. It washted out that the Ainerieatlon. the American ; Bar Aslon, the American . FederaLiie Labor and the j Amerieanldical Association. I had gQUefccord asking that a j change I 4e in the prohibition I laws.

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I r —i pie there. People »u read about in the society coluhs. . . . "You’re the luckjne," May was ’ saying, “You’ve d your music, and once you get Jrted it won’t 1 be work day and Ight for you, . Believe me, if I hayour chances when 1 was young .” “I know.” Lily 1 I got up andi walked to the wii >w. It was true, what May said 'hey were all i singers, all the Luings. Aunt Dolly who used ,t< sing ba'lads while she worked,'an Dad Dad,/ way up in the sixtic still had the i remains of a tone that would bring a lump into yol throat when he sang “Silver Threls” and “Seeing Nellie Home” ansall the other old ones, and thoip he didn’t know one note fromtie other, he could play all the melhes he knew i with one hand on tl piano, and sometimes he’d put melodious, if not very interestil bass, with j the other hand, thougihow he evei ] did it with his stiff, kick lingers.| . . . Both the boys ha voices, too. | The minister always anted them to sing in the ehoi but they ■ wouldn’t. . . . Even B «. . . . Lily j Lou knew that the 1 labics that I Bess sang to her habit were pure, lyric soprano, and M y had the | voice too, though a neg cted throat condition had thickcncait. Still . . . they ncedn| all expect everything of her, liy a show horse! She got tired tlo . . . she might want - . • wantisomething different, some time. . .. Her fingers drummed n the window sill. ... Up went her voice, golden, lovely. ... n , “Oh quanti oechi fisi . • ■" The haunting melody from I jtterfly. “Aren't you taking it oo fast?” "May inquired from her touch “No!” Lily Lou begkn again. "Oh quanti. . . .” Brol| off . • - 1 “Oh! That's the teiephoni I’ll an-1 »wer!” " i "Let Raymond It's '’hr el the pesky lodge brothers lu> sure I

DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT TUESDAY, APRIL 19, 1932.

T'." . .' -J'-L “Recent events have shown that | the country is not satisfied with | the present prohibition law. Ji has created the Capone, racketeer and gangster and diverted millions | to their pockets,” Mr. Hogan stut- , cd. "The government lias practically admitted that tin* law Is vinlni,ed generally and in homes, by i trying to tax wort, which goes into making of home-brew. Wouldn't It be best for the government to come straight out and levy a tax I on beer and liquor, obtain great I sums In revenue and kill the beer barons which now control our I cities," emphasized Mr. Hogan. "We are changing our thoughts about many things. The present i congress voted to change the, Amendment which specifies when| 1 tiie President shall be Inaugurated I and when Congress shall convene.l We are constantly changing our; opinions on matters of national i importance and it seems that in view of the Literary Digest vote and other expressions that the people want a change.” the speaker stated. “Heer is a symbol by which the people want a law changed, which the government lias already nulll- - tied through recognition of the home brew industry. We want the government to regulate it. There is no odium in the name "wet," • any more than there is in "standpatter." republican, democrat, or "minute men" and if you want a i change express yourself and stand iby your convictions," concluded

But Lily Lou got there first. “Hello!" It was her singing voice, melting honey-sweet Raymond looked at May. and May looked at Raymond. They listened. “You’re sure you can get a ■■■ay Well, it would be fun .Sull. jt’» late . . . well, just for a little ride. ... In five minutes Are you sure you know the house? 11l be ready!” Lily Lou hung up the receiver Two bright spots burned in hci cheeks. She looked right through May. faintly smiling, obviously not seeing her at all. “For heaven’s sake, who wa' that?" Lily .Lob came back to earth “Ken Sargent.’’ Her voice sounded a trifle belligerent. She moved toward the door. “Ken Sargent . . . KEN SARGENT! Lily Lou Lansing, not that j Sargent that used to come up to i the lake year.- ago?” , A nod from Lily Lou. “Ken Sargent! Where did h<I come f rom ? * I “Met him on the boat." I “Humph. It’s a wonder he’d . speak.” , I “Why is it a wonder he d speak . I “Oh, don’t be silly. If you've (forgotten how the Sargents treated us, 1 haven’t. Poor white trash, that’s what they thought we were! Snobs! I’ll never forgive that wornun—” Lily Lou rattled the door knob, "Well, he's taking me riding." Silence. * She got half way down the hall. 1 “Lily Lou! Did you say tonight? NOW?” "Yes!” "But you can’t! Tonight: the night Laura comes after her choir l rehearsal. She'll be here any minlute.” 1 know. You entertain heri ’

.«"■> ’ "! J- , the speaker. Several questions were asked > Mr. Hogau. One gentleman asked . | "Can a cougressinuu from Indiana, . vote wet wlieji we hgvq the Wright ' bom- dry law on the books?" Mr. | Hogan expressed an opinion that he believed he could, because a congressman was voting on a national question Several men expressed themselves in favor of the repeal of the prohibition amendment and stated they would join the association uring Us repeal. GO-DEFENDANTS TO BE CALLED — iCONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE I story—how he wanted a confession jot the attack from Kahahawai to quiet unkind rumors about Mrs. ; Massie, and so spirited the native ito Mrs Forescue’s cottage; how he ‘held a gun to “frighten” Kahahawai. who at last said, "yes. we done it." I “1 don't know what happened next.” Massie Insisted. “The next Ithing I knew, policemen in uniforms were taking me to the station, i; Kahahawai. they told me, was . dead'.' ■| Before that, he siiudderingly re- : I called the dark hours of his life's - tragedy, beginning last Steptember when his wife fell victim to a gang -of five native hoodlums. She was r broken in mind and body by the i 1 mistreatment, lie said, and a "melt I I ing pot” jury refused to convict the I'attackers she named.

I SYNOPSIS Lily Lou Lansing, just twentyend pretty, is studying for an operatic career, but dreams of romance. One morning she meets wealthy Ken Sargent, who used to spend his summers in her home town. He is attracted by her beauty. Lily i Lou's married sister. May, with whom she boards, objects to Ken. calling his family “snobs." Mary l.ou disregards the remarks and . asks May to entertain her accompanist while she keeps an appointment with Ken. CHAPTER EOVR “Entertain her?” May snorted, i She dragged herself from her couch, shuffled out to the hall, “I entertain her, when she comes to i play accompaniments for you for fifty cents? You must be crazy!” “Just for tonight. One night off. Please, May—don’t get tragic! My goodness, it’s only fifty cents!” May clutched at her trailing ki- ' mono. Her dark eyes snapped. “Fifty cents. Throw your money away if you like. Only I’ve seen the time when fifty cents looked big to us, and right now. . . . But it isn’t the money. It’s the prinei- ’’ pie. To think that, after all that’s been done for you, you can throw | us over for one smile from the first boy that asks you out!” “He isn’t the first boy!” "I don’t care if he isn't. It’s the principle. To think that after all that's been done for you—” "You said that before. Oh, let me alone! I’m going. I tell you!” Lily Lou's door closed firmly. May stared at it, helpless. Catching her breath, she trailed back to the dining room. Raymond hadn’t moved. He still 1 held his newspaper suspended in ' mid air, his ear cocked for what would follow. Lily Lou came out. wearing her best eoat. May noticed the coat the first thing Her mouth tightened, "I.iiy Lou,” she said hoarsely, “you can’t keep Laura waiting for nothing. and make a fool out of me just ! for that Sargent boy who’s only | laughing at you anyway—” ! “I'm going. May.” i “You can't! I forbid you. You're 1 living here in my house, under my I protection—" “I pay board. You can't tell me— ’’ “Let her go. Maisie Aw, don't expect too much of the kid. Irene's th* name way—” "Li’y Lou, if you go. after all ■ that's been done for you, I'll—I'll—” A horn honked outside. Lily Lou stood irresolute. The front door squeaked on its ' hinges. Old Mr. Kittridge, Kayi mond’s father, pushed it open, cauI tiously. He stood in the front ball, putting his latch key back in his vest pocket. He was a plump little man. with a pink face, shining bald head and mild blue eyes without visible eyebrows or lashes. He had away of arriving at the wrong time, and this was one of them. He beamed at the angry little group at the other end of the hall. “I see a good looking young man waiting outside! Cadillac sport roadster, 1931 model. They don’t give them away with toothpaste! And there’s Lily Lou, blushinglikea rose!” He wagged a playful finger at the red-faced, tight lipped Lily Lou. She stood, irresolute still. May held her breath. Raymond permitted himself a faint guffaw. “Don’t let. me keep you, Lily . Lou.” Mr. Kittridge was divesting himself of his overcoat. “I’ll just rhin with the folks. You run right along, git He.” “Try and keep her!” May cut in bitterly. “The great Kentfield Sargent, Third, is honoring us. If a -aid accompanist can't keep her, | you can't!” I

J "She told me that she begged n Kahahawai for mercy and he broke I her Jaw, laughing us he did It.” re- i r hauled Massie, drawing a handker < 'chief over Ids furrowed brow-. It 1 "You planned to kill him, didn't [t you?" shouted the prosecutor. "No. Mr. Kelley." >t He remembored nothing, he con ‘ tlnued. of how Kahaluiwai's body, j wrapped in a sheet, came to be In i an automobile speeding with Mrs ) Forescue, laird and Massie toward j Kobe Heed geyser. Dr. Paul Withlngton, who attend , ed Mrs. Massie after the attack, testified her husband visibly lost ‘ ‘ weight and was near collapse. Ma- 1 ijor Gordon Rots, high sheriff of ioahu, said Massie told him Kalialia I wai was "ready to crack” and ask-j; ed the officer to question him. 1 Attorney Eugene H. Belibe verified the . navy officer's statement'; that he was advised a confession i I from one of the attackers was the' only means of silencing the ugly' I rumors. H Darrow oflered to call Drs. E. H. ' Williams and James Orblson. de- < tense alienists ns witnesses to avoid . delaying the trial. He said this i would lie out of tiie order of his witnesses, but on Judge Charles S. Davis' admonition he promised to ,i be ready today. Tin- psychiatrists ■ I will testify as to Massie's mental - state at Hie time he admittedly f "held the gun” and Kahahawai was >! shot to death. i Leo Artman, navy chief quarter■jmaster who wore many gold arm 'stripes, was the last defense wit-

I That settled it With a last dellant look Lily Lou i turned on her heel, walked right « past Raymond's father, and out the i front door, her coat stil! on her i arm. her hat in her hand. It was a glorious day. Lily Lou i savored its sweetness even before she opened her eyes. She lay still, | 1 lips faintly smiling. She was re- I ■ membering last night. | < Last night she went riding in i Ken Sargent’s green Cadillac. Noth- 1 ing happened. Just a ride. A choco- < late malt in a candy shop. They didn't even talk very much. Just 1 sat, side by side. Part of the time ■ he slipped an arm around her, drove J with one hand. Once he slowed up, I and leaning over suddenly, kissed I her. “Mind ?”he asked, laughing softly. I “Course not,” she had answered ■ lightly. J What’s a kiss? Would she tell j him that pain, like fire, shot all I through her, that her stomach almost turned over, inside her? Not , Lily Lou! “If I’m crazy enough to get thrilled just because a boy kisses me, I’m not going to let on, any- ; way,” she thought, still lying there : in bed, with her eyes shut. i It was the first time a boy had : kissed her . . . really kissed her. The little peeks from the boys back home didn’t count. Lily Lou felt the thrill shoot through her again, i . . . Did girls always feel this way about kisses? Did May, and Bess, ; when Raymond and Verner. ... The thought of her sisters, and i their unromantic husbands, spoiled it a bit. Lily Lou wrinkled her nose and sat up, chasing drcams and attendant realities away. Anyway, it was time to get up. She wanted lots of time to dress. No use in looking any more like a frump than you have to. May and Raymond were just finishing breakfast when she came into the kitchen, hatted, coated, her purse with a now sport handkerchief pecking out of it, all ready to leave. “Hello—you’re e?r)y,” May said good naturcdly. It i,v?s characteristic of the Landings that there was no reference to last night's quarrel. Neither May nor Lily Lou was! capable of holding a grievance. “The early bird.” Raymond ob-1 served, pushing coffee cup aside,! lighting a cigarette. “Out to catch i a worm ? ” “Out to catch a train,” Lily Lou | smiled. "I’m tired of running for it.” 1 May, stacking dj.-hes at the sink, 1 flashed a knowing look at the 1 younger girl. Saw the starry eyes, l the ripe, bowed lips . . . hair bur-j uished with brushing, best blouse, i new gloves. . . . “Well, come on Raymond,” she said, “or we’ll be late.” Lily L»u finished her coffee and toast leisurely. Looked at herself approvingly in the little mirror over the mantel in the dining room. “There’s no use in getting to work looking like a fright,” she thought, adding a little more lip salve. Ken always tried to save the scat next to his, on the train. If someone else wedged in beside him Lily Lou took a scat ahead, so that he could see her. Then she would pretend to be absorbed in her magazine, or in looking out the window. “It. doesn't make th<- least bit of difference where I sit,” her indifferent back said. And she laughed inside, because she knew that Ken i was fidgeting, wishing he could get out and come and stand beside her, and not quite daring to, because of what the other commuters would think. Oh, the other commuters were thinking plenty. Lily l.ou knew that. Sha fslt half embarrassed, | half proud, tingly all over when she | thought about iL

ness yesterday. He uttuck,ed Kelley's claim that the siayiug was premeditated by testifying a piece of rope found around tin- native's neck was obtained by Massie a month before the native died. Jones smilingly passed a note to the United |’ress, It read: "Those gold luush murks mean 12 years of service without a black mark on his (Artman's) record, and believe me you have to earn them ! In this man’s navy.” o— CLOSED BANK DISTRIBUTION IS MADE TODAY (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) but two or three stockholders are fighting tills suit in court which means delay. We have some good mortgage notes which are not due until 193 H or 1934 as well as other 1 i.otes which are past due. It seems ' impossilile to sell any of these ’ notes. We do not want to foreclose good mortgage notes as long as the ' debtors pay tiie interest and reduce tiie principal, and nothing is gained by foreclosing notes tlrat are questionable "Tiie directors are personally 11'able on public deposits. It the bank falls to pay Its depositors in full, tin- shortage on these deposits come out of the directors’ pockets so they have a personal interest in collecting the assets of the bank to tiie last cent. “Our interest and rents pay tiie overhead and leave a good surplus

Many the time she had watched son.e couple, always together, and envied the girl a little. . . . And aftet a while the man had com muted alone, and some of the gossipy commuters said they were married. . . . Not that the commuters would have the chance to ever say that about her and Ken. She might be crazy enough to be thrilled by his attention, but thank goodness she had sense enough to know that it didn’t mean anything. Besides, there was her career her music. . . . For the first time in weeks Lily Lou felt thrilled about her singing. She talked about it to Ken. on the boat. “You know, I did an awful thing last night. I didn’t tell you. but I went off and left my poor accompanist to go home disappointed. It was a mean trick —” “Darn nice trick!” Lily Lou smiled too She loved the way Ken laughed. He had nice even white teeth. “But he isn’t really so good looking,” she thought, critically. “He has just plain browny hair, and his eyes aren’t any particular color — just sort of blue-gray, and he has quite a few freckles, and not very handsome features . . . but, oh dear, he's so—distinguished!” Distinguished wasn’t quite the word—that wasn't it. But looking at Ken you'd know that he'd had everything all his life that he had a name that meant something, that he wouldn’t be shy about big restaurants and hotels, and he'd know which were the good plays, and he’d know important looking people. . . . “Not that that matters,” Lily Lou said to herself, hastily. “It matters to his kind of people of course —but it won't matter to me. Because people like Ken. that know how to do things, and have eight cylinder cars, are going to pay to hear me sing some day!" And somehow, thinking of Ken. and his big car. made her eager to show him —the world—-everybody—-what she could do. She wished that she didn't have to work, l.f she just had more time to practice . . . more money, for French. Italian lessons —oh so many things she should be studying. ... “Want to go for a ride again tonight?” Ken asked just before they parted at Market and San ome. “Heavens no! I’ve got to practice!” “Practice some other lime," h’ teased- “I’ll be around at eight. That will give you plenty of time. S’long!” For an instant Lily Leu stared, her mouth slightly open. She couldn't believe it. b was the first [time anyone bad ever dared to make ] light of her music. Quick ang-r I took her. “Certainly not! M;,- music ! comes first—always!” she called after him, spiritedly. He turned on bis heel, came back. “Aw, Lily Lou. There's a moon to. night, and it’s such marvelous weather. And besides I'll be busy myself, lots of nights, t ome on, come tonight. Be a sport. Maybe you'd rather go dancing. Would you rather go dancing? Or to a show, Lily Lou? Is eight too early?” Somehow that just made Lily Lou madder. “It isn't where we go. Ride—dance—what difference does that make? It’s my music that counts. I’ve got to study. It’s my life—Oh, Ken—don't you see?" “Yes, I see,” he said slowly. He ■saw it, all too clearly Her flaming, glamorous beauty. Her fierce ambition. . . . “You haven't time for me. All right!” He grinned, put the cap he had been holding in his hand back on his head, turned an ay. Lily Lou gulped. “Good-bye!” she called after faiui brightly. < To fie ( cuUnued) Copyright by King Features Syndicate, inc.

to apply on the amount due deposit-1 orz. 'lf depositors will be patient and realize that we are between two groups, one of which is pleading for time and tire other is pleading for money, they will profit thereby in the end. "We know that uny disgruntled depositor Ims the right to tile suit for a receiver but we believe that If such a step were taken tliat it would be disastrous to the depositors and the result thereof would destroy tiie sympathetic attitude of i many of those who owe the bank and you know that the costs of the i receiver and his attorney would be ' a distinct loss. We have our books ' audited and they are open for in spectlon by any depositor as we know that this bank is being liqul dated honestly and economically but there are conditions prevailing at this time over which we have no control. 1 "We invite you to come to the of--1 flee and satisfy yourself. We will ‘ be glad to go over the situation wjth you and receive your suggestiiiTiT "Yours truly, “C. L. WALTERS, "Attorney for Liquidating Agent.” , Ml.-s Betty Tr.iutner. 12-year-old j daughter of Mr. and Mrs. C. P. , Troutner of Pleasant Mills will j broadca it overradio station WGL , at Fori Wayne Friday. April 22 with guitar accom, animent. ————

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I ANTI-BONUS ATTACK STARTS , i. . riiC’.V. i'AGL UN!’.) don't eurp," he said. ' .aved England, be .said. Unvui,loiineut innurgnee has The federal government, he declared. must take care of the superannualed worker, beuace unemployment In one .itate affects unemployment in others. Laguardla urged that his hill for I pnemployment insutance be sub- ' otituted for the bonus legislation. [ He ejliinated that but one per | cent of the nation's unemployed are veerano and said all the unI employed sh ;uld be benetitted. "1 appear here in behalf of the I 6,<)()l)J)lK) employed who are not I organized," he said. I Laguardla argued that it was un- ‘ fair "to inflate the currency at the I xpense of he veteran.” o — II , j Virginia Had the f ir.t Tiie Hrs) windmill was built Is Virginia a) Windmill point on (lie Janies river. In 'O2l by Gov. Sir George Veardley o Dance Wednesday Sunset. o 1 i Josef Chernaivsky and his Sympho Syncopators at Edge water Park. Celina. Ohio, Thursday night. April 21. 1 j Social dance. Admission 50c per person. 15-10-19-20