Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 30, Number 186, Decatur, Adams County, 6 August 1932 — Page 2

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•- ■•♦] CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, 1 AND NOTICES ►—— — ♦ FOR SALE FOR SALE—4A tew food fresh and { Sprfrnror cows also some go<d feeding cattle and a tew good stock Bulls*4Telephone 493 John Scheiman, alB3-stx fUK SALE--2 useiTlF'oidsons new used parts. See the new 15-30 Fordsoa. 7 used Electric motors, L to 2 H. P. See us tor John Deere implements. Plow parts at reduc lion. Scraigville Gaiyge. a-23-27 FOR SALE — Black horse, sound, two Jears old in the spring. O. H. Brigttf Peterson. Ind. blßs-3t WANTED WANTED—Lady or man to do can vassing. Write James Kitchen, 828 W. Wabash Bluffton Ind. glßs-3tx WANTED-T* buy an ice box. Call 1 Mrs. C. M. Ellsworth. Phone 186. glB6-3t I .. ■ o MEMBERSHIP IN LEGION GROWS CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE sas. 94.21; Louisiana. 97.72; Maine. 92.58; Massachusetts, 98.59; Minnesota, 93.47; Montana, 92.94; New Hampshire, 92.r0; New Mexico.; 90.50;- North Carolina. 93.17; Pennsylvtniia, 90.72; Tennessee. 93.38; Vermont, 95.23; and Washington, * 98.87. Below the 90 per cent mark are! Idaho, Illinois, lowa, Mexico, MisBippi. Nebraska. North Dakota. Oklahoma, Oregon. Philippines. South Dakota, Utah and Wyoming. | Leaders in Percentage Leading all the 58 departments of the Legion in percentage is Nevada, with J 52.67. which means that it made its quota, then climbed up { more than half way tow’ard doubl-. ing the goal. The next highest is ) France, with 134.93 per cent, and | third is Hawaii, with 126.61 per, cent. Italy is fourth, with 126.61; j Maryland, fifth, with 123.06; Rhode. Island, sixth, with 122.20; South Carolina, seventh, 121.18; Michigan , eighth, 118.30; Panama. ninth. 113.69; West Virginia, tenth. 122.82; t D. C l .', twelfth. 109.71; Arkansas, thirteenth, 105.38; Kentucky, fourteenth, 103.98; Wisconsin, fifteenth,; 103.06; Porto Rico, sirteenth. 102.-1 96; New York, seventeenth, 102.65; New Jersey, eighteenth, 101.35; I Ohio, nineteenth. 101.24: California twentieth, 101.19, and Missouri, twenty-first, 100.54. Texas is next, I ■with an even 100 per eent. ■■ o Page Mr. Camera Seattle —(UP>— County Purehas-! ing lAgent John Bennett can’t tin-l derstand how anyone cou'd mis- I place a pair of No 16 shoes. The I oversized hrogans were made espe- 1 dally for a prisoner at the county i jail. When prisoners were moved recently, the shoe owner discarded them." A search failed to reveal them. —‘ o Pastor Wrestles Professional Hingham, Mass.. —(UP) — The Rev. Lex King Souter, past r of the ’ (Hingham Congregational Church, wresfled Lee Wykoff, 220-pound (professional. who shortly before had beaten Gus ’Sonnenberg at t 1 recent American Legion field dhy, f>r the benefit 11 the unemployed. The clergyman wrestled bare-foot-ed. I-or Better Health See DR. IL FROHNAPFEL Licensed • Chiropractor and Naturopath Office Hours: 10 to 12 a. m. > to 5 p. m.. 6 to 8 p. m. Phone 314 IC4 So. 3rd st. YAGER BROTHERS Funeral Directors Ambulance Service, day or r’ght Attendant Phone 105-44 Funeral Home, 110 So. First St.

S. E. BLACK I'uwral Director It is only natural that the final services should be perfect in eve'fy v/ay. That’s Black’s Method. 500—V none —727 Lady Assistant x ' .. Ambulance Service OTHO LOBENSTEIN FUNERAL PARLOR Monroe, Ind. Mrs. Lobenstein, Lady Attendant. Business phone 90—Residence 81. F<ee Ambulance Service 24 hour service. E. L. Mock, M. 1). announces opening of an office in' the K. of C. Building, Decatur. | Phone 166 Special attention to diseases and , surgery of eye, ear, nose and throaty

MARKETREPQRTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL 1 AND FOREIGN MARKETS — BERNE MARKET Corrected August 6 No commission and no yardage. Hogs 100-125 pounds 14.20 150-200 pounds 44.60 220-250 pounds $4.36 250-300 (pounds $4.20 Roughs $2.75. Stags $1.50. Vealers $5.50 i Spring lambs $5.09. CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE Sept. Dec. May Wheat, old .5414 .57% -62% | I Wheat, new .54% I Com .32% .33% .37% • Oats .18% .29% .22% CHICAGO FRUIT QUOTATIONS (By Dept, of Agriculture) Chicago. Aug. 6.— (U.R) Fruit 1 quotations: Apples: Illinois and Michigan Yellow Transparents, bu.. 40-75 c; 'lllinois and Michigan Duchess, bu., 40-75 c; Illinois Wealthies, bu.. 6075c. Canteloups: Western, crates, $l- - Indiana, crates. 75c-$1.25; flats, 40-60 c; Illinois, crates. 50-60 c; flats. 40-50 C. Mellons: California Honey Dews, ,75c-$1.25; Honey Balls. $2 $2.50. Cherries: Michigan. 16-qt., sow, 75c-sl. Blueberries: Michigan, 16-quart, ■ $1.25-$2.25. Peaches: Georgia. Albertas, bu.. $1.75-32; Indiana Albertas, bushel, $1.50-$1.75; Illinois Hails, bu.. $1.50$2. Blackberries: Michigan, 16-quart, |sl-$1.75. INDIANAPOLIS LIVESTOCK Indianapolis, Aug. 6.—(U.R)—Live- { stock market: Hog: Receipts, 1,500; holdovers. 5191; market mostly 5-15 c higher: il6O-210 lbs.. $4.95-$5; 210-235 lbs.. { $4.80-$4.85; 235-260 lbs., $4.65-4.75; J 260289 lbs.. $4.45-34.55; 280-325 lbs.. $4.2554.35; 325 lbs., up. $4.05-$4.15; 1 130-160 lbs., $4.60-34.75; 100-30 lbs., $1.35-$ 4.50; packing tows, $3-43.75. Cattle: Receipts, 25; calves: Reiceipts. 50; market for the week — beef steers and heifers, steady to. 25c lower; cows little changed; { 'top steers, $9.40; other low fed kil-1 Ilers, $9 and $9.25; bulk, $7.25-38.60; common and medium, $4.25-36.75; | better grade heifers, $6.75-37.50; ■ one load, 47.60; top. $7.75; common ; and medium. $3-36.50; few cows, $3- ■ $4; several. $4.25-34.59; common around $2.75; low cutlers and cutIters, $1.25-32.50; vealers steady at i $5.50 down. Sheep; Receipts, 300; market I steady; ewes and wethers mostly $6; few $6.25; bucks, $1 less; j throwouts down to $3 and below. — EAST BUFFALO LIVESTOCK East Buffalo, N. Y„ Aug. 6.—-(U.R) | 1 —Livestock: Hogs: on sale, 550; bulk medium I and weighty butchers, most sales i ■about steady, few 170-200 lbs., $5.50, (but no criterion of market, mixed, and rough, 250-310 lbs.. $4-34.25. I Cattle: Receipts, 150; dryfed 1 steers and yearlings, strong to 25c higher early in week, closing weak to 25c lower; good to choice, $8.50$9.25; two loads $9.50; heifers $8 down; shortfeds, $7.25-38.25; grassy ■ 1 offerings, draggy. quality plain, bet- I ter lots, $5.50-$6.25; common, $4- I $5.25; fat cows. J 3.50-34.50; cutter J grades. $1.25-32.50. FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK Fcrt Wayne, Ind.. Aug. 6.—<U.R) 1 {—Livestock market: Hog market: steady to 20c higher; pigs, $4.25-$4.50; light lights, $4 60-34.80; lights, $4.80-35; mediums, 34.60-34.80; heavies, $4.35{54.50; roughs. $3-33.50; stags, $1.50-1 $2; calves. $5.50; ewe and wether' ", lambs, $5.50; bucks, $4.50. New York. Aug. 6— (U.R)— Closing {Liberty bonds; 3%5. $101.3. First 4%», $101.22. Fourth 4%5, $102.30. Treasury 4%5, $196.30. •! 3s. $97. . 4s. $104.3.

3%5. $192.6. 3%. ’47. HO6l. 3%5. '43. March. $100.4. 3%5, ’43, June, $100.2. cOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected August 6 . h’v. 1 New Wheat 60 lbs or better 49c No. 2. New Wheat 58 lbs. 39c Old or New Oatj 12c ! boy Beans . 3l| c New No. 3. White Cotu 32c No. 3. Yellow corn 34c LOCmL GROCERS EGG MARKET I Eggs, dozen Me 0 N. A. BIXLER OPTOMETRIST Lyes Examined, Glasses Fitted HOURS: I 8:39 to 11:30—12.30 to 5:09 Saturdays, 8:09 p m. Telephone 136

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“HEART STRINGS ”

CHAPTER ONE “Marriage is like reading a novel without suspense. No matter how charmed you may be at first with the words, a sustained effort demands little surprises, little moments of not knowing what’s going to happen,” Pamela said abruptly. Her brooding dark eyes rested on her husband taking head dives into the breakers. The beach glittered in the morning light. Noisy throngs overran it. Gregarious women “taking the sun” in the shade of hooded chairs. Girls and men sprawling on the sand or playing under enormous many hued umbrellas in amazing array. Overi head a violent blue rky. Clouds like lamb’s fleece. And White hot I sun. Palm Beach in late February. “The difference is that you can put a book down, but even in this age it isn’t so simple to put down a husband," the woman continued in [ her slow drawl. Patricia, sitting on the sand beside Pamela’s chair, lifted amazed I blue eyes to the beautiful dark pro- ! file. “Why, Aunt Pam!” she cried. “Have I shocked you?” Pamela’s remote gaze turned to the bright young face. “If any other woman had said to me what you have just said,” retortefl Fatncia, “and if her husband were Mr. Warren, or as attractive and—eligible as Sir. Warren is. I’d vamp him away from her.” Pamela Warren laughed negligently. “It would no doubt amuse me to see how Jimmie would react to a vamp.” "But suppose his reaction was to | love her, what would you do?” “Don't be absurd, darling.” “Why is it so absurd ? Even Palm Beach gets an attack of cold sometimes. What would you do?” “One never knows positively what one would do; but I think if Jimmie wanted another woman I’d I step out. Why not? However,” she I said lightly, “I can’t be a party, , angel child, to your designs on the handsome person and eligible bank i account of my husband. Chiefly because these matters require time, i and you haven’t any time to waste.” “What do you mean by that?” "That your father has exhausted himself on your education. Jimmie and I would gladly help him if he’d | accept it. But any help we might give him would be — well, just a ! gift. We would know he could never pay. And so would he. That would make it an insult to his pride to ' offer. I’d gladly take care of you ' next winter; but I doubt if he’ll let. : me do it this summer. And besides there he is—an old man, homeless, i and " “We have the plantation.” “It's gone. The caving has been very rapid these past four years i that you’ve been in school. I’ve an idea the reason Cousin John never ■ took you home during vacation, but . always met you somewhere, was because he didn't want you to see j the havoc. Even the house is gone. Your father lives in a little shack I on the back of the land. You’ve been living, are living now, on the : price of your beautiful furniture.” “Oh, Aunt Pam!” Patricia cov- ■ ered her face with her hands. “I didn’t tell you to hurt you, dear. You had to know." ■■ "Os course. Oh, my darling Dadurns, why have you done this?” > “It wasn’t his fault, dear.” "Oh. I mean all the money he’s spent on me.” "Well, there ar£ two ways of looking at it. He might have saved it and the two of you eked out a miserable living 9ft it for several | years longer, you wonld have had no opportunities, no future. In- ; stead, he has used it to give you a chance. And the reason I talked to

DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT SATURDAY, AUGUST 7, 1932.

recording earth tremors and quakes? 9. —How many times was Wood row Wilson married? 10, —Can a bill become a law if the j President vetoes it? -o— Great Love Romance Told In New Story 11 Two men in love with one girl I—how often and how easily women settle the situation. You simply ■ pick the one you love best. But -Isuppose you’re not sure . . . and I suppose a’so that one of the men I ■ is already married!' That is the delicate, intriguing { 11 problem iu "Heartstrings.” the new ! American novel by Edwina Mac- | •{Donald, noted author, which begins I

El 2 I I ! Brushing off her hat with an impatient gesture, she dropped on the sand.

you as I did about marriage was c because I felt if you knew the , truth, as I know it, you would know i there’s no use in being sentimental, s It wears off. The thing to do is to t select a man who can fill your life t with material beauty and make ! your father’s last days comfortable I las he has made yours in the past. 1 I Harvey Blaine is such a man.” “He has a face like an old horse,” stormed Patricia. “He’s enormously wealthy, and the shape of his face is a minor thing. You’d get used to that as one has to get used to so many things in married life. He's a gentleman, and would take good care of you. He has asked me to put in a good word for him. The word I’m putting in is for you and ” “Don’t talk any more, Aunt Pam.” Patricia's hands dropped I into her lap. Her eyes were dry, i burning. She threw back her head, i lifting her small white face to the , sky in a gesture of supplication, i Then, slowly pulling on her hat, she , rose. “Aunt Pam, may I take your car? I saw Ben this morning, and he told me he'd brought it down. , I want to get away for a while—- , by myself.” , “Os course, child. But hadn’t you f better let Ben drive you?” t “No. I want to be alone.” 5 “Well, don’t drive recklessly. You , are in a reckless mood ” “You needn’t worry. I’m all t Daddy has. I shan’t forget that.” • Pamela sighed. Her sports cos- ■ tume of rough oyster-white brought ’ out the rich olive tints of her skin, . the satiny shden of her black hair and deepened the velvet dusk of her large bored eyes. Eight years ago Pamela St. John, - the most beautiful debutante of the, season, having an enormous fortune in her own right, had converts ed society into a collection of exclamation points by rejecting a title f to marry Jimmie Warren, a gay d youngster who had nothing to offer a her but himself and a little matter .1 of a fortune no greater than her e own. Tumultuously in love, she had . married him against beleaguering a opposition. o That her marriage, in spite of an I

L2T9-./,X..~ I— i •in the Daily Democrat today. Mrs. MacDonald has handled the; motif of her novel in an arresting { ; way. She has the courage to strip | {away the artificialities and cam|(.ullage in which authors are apt to shroud the realities of their characters. This novel portrays the basic human emotions with clear, j revealing strokes. "Heartstrings” concerns the ro-| mance of Patricia Braithwait. and her relations with Jimmie Warren.; estranged husband of Pamela, her v ea'.thy girlhood friend, and with {.lack Laurence, eligible romantic son of a southern senator. The fifth ’ird tn this powerful tinker hand is Myra Brownley, the | "clinging vine” whose egotism and I selfishness are carefully screened

overwhelming love on her side and I Jimmie’s, had gone the way of i most marriages, she accepted as she accepted the fortunate condi- | tions of her life. She had given up trying to understand—given up the 1 hot white rebellion that had torn her in earlier years, retreating behind indifference and hope l ess.[ weariness. It had never occurred to her that she could love any other man. Com- | paring his fine form, his rugged i blondness and engaging manner with the men of their set, she'was wont to acknowledge with a faint glow of pride that there was not one among them who was his equal . Demanding the eternal lover, she | resented the routine of married love ' and grew bored. And even while she resented Jimmie’s taking her for granted, she had, unawarely. so taken him. She had not ceased to love him; she had simply ceased ( to find adventure in his love as he 1 grew more and more the friend; less the lover. Her boredom had increased proportionately. Life had grown more and more flat and stale. . . . • * * Parking the Patricia turned into a deep new path cut through the tangle >of mangrove and sea grapes which separated the road from the beach. A small, very new tent buckled in the breeze on the sea side of the jungle. Near it was a dead fire, a pile of newly opened tins. Below it, a new dory was beached. , She paused, minded to seek soli- • tude further on. The emptiness of ■ a newborn world spread itself before her defiant search. Interminable miles of sea and sand. Beyond ’ the jungle hedge, life roared in end- " less procession. With a shrug she continued down to the sea, and brushing off her hat , with an impatient gesture, dropped r on the sand. Her hair, worn in f tumbled curls, was sd pale that it r held a sflyer sheen, welding withs out joint to the enormous light, j Her sports jacket formed the one splash of red on a vastness of stir- ’ ring green and gold and blue. - (To Be Continued) 4 C 1932, bj King Feature* Syndicate. Inc.

{by her beauty and her appeal for • {sympathy, advice and help. With {her added to the already complex { situation, there is enough dynamite and potential danger strewn about looue to satisfy the most fervent seeker after thrills and dramatic situations. Be sure to follow "Heartstrings" I every day in the Daily Democrat. ARRIVALS Mr. and Mrs. Tom Kitson 216 North Fourth street, are the parents of a hoy baiby born at the Adams County Memorial Hi -tpital this morning. The mother was formerly Miss Faye Fritzinger. Both mother and baby are doing nicely. Fred Ralph is the name of an

I By Edwina L MacDonald Copyright, 1932 by King Features Syndicate, Inc. I CHAPTER TWO Clouds like piles of new-ginned cotton banked in monstrous shapes against the deep blue, dissolved into white rags and reassembled as if the Great Scene Shifter had no plan, and must be forever rearranging His effects. Far out beyond the breakers a solitary swimmer appeared. Was lost but to reappear again. Patricia was neither curious nor alarmed by his proximity. He was but a part of the vast shifting scene, like the dissolving and reassembling clouds, the dropping and rising gulls; the waves themselves, which lingered but a moment, gave way. and returned in their febrile struggle The pagan parade of light and color folded in about her, detaching her from the world she lived in. .. . The sun mounted the meridian. The strong winds that warm the Florida winters and cool its summers, slowly withdrew, and all the wild and ardent green of the countryside drooped and grew still. The sea flattened, worn out by its tumult, turning inward upon itself to consume its own heart in opalescent fires. The sky shrank back from cloud .remnants that were burned to white strings stretching taut across the blue. . . . Minutes, hours, eons dropped into the void of time for the girl, sitting in lethargic abstraction on the sand. f Sharply, as if by some secretive convulsion of the hidden life of the deep, a man stood up out of the sea. Patricia sat still. A sudden familiarity about the lean, buoyant form wading toward the beach, arrested her. Someone from the hotel, no doubt. Reluctant to run away, yet anxious to avoid recognition, she began building sand castles in seeming absorption. . . The bather passed her, some distance away. Disappeared. Was lost to her. The years of her childhood unrolled before her—a thousand scenes in which her stately father had stepped out of his world of books and dreams into her world of childish activities. ... He sat with her on the banks of the bayou back of the plantation, tying hunks of fat meat on strings to be cast out for crayfish to nibble, or, perhaps, swallow; whereupon would come an exciting moment. Red claws fanning I the air. And always Daddy was as excited as she. . . . Together they plundered the spring woods for great armsful of white dogwood I and fragrant pink honeysuckle. . . . In the Fall they tramped for miles, i baskets on arms for hickory nuts and chinkapins, or flung stones and sticks into high pecan branches in the bottom field, bringing down a i rain of pecans to be gathered. . . . j Or again she would burst in on him “Come quick. I’ve found a doodlebug hole ” He would lay aside some weighty volume with every appearance of delight, and sit fith

Light and one-half pound boy baby born to Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Isch. Friday night, at their home, 419 'Grant street. Mrs. Isch was formerly Miss Opal Walters. Both mother and baby are getting along ; fine. | Mr. and Mrs. Paul Meyer, 116 North Seventh street, are t ie parents of a seven pound baby born Wcdnesdiy evening. Both mother and baby ate getting along nicely. i i i 1 ■ —O' COURTHOUSE Proceedings are under way to redeem parcel. No. 1. 40 acres, ”f the i' Uhirles Cook farm in Root town-.

rffg?- \ 4 A I Fz / f / \\/ z I “If you have blue devils," he remarked casually, “you need tonipanjj

her by the hour over the doodlebug hole assisting with the incantations that were supposed to charm, but never did, the doodlebug from his hiding place. . . . He never failed me. Never put me off. Never put my enthusiasm* to shame by a loci; of annoyance or ' want cf interest, lie was interested. Because I was his greatest interest. More to him than the quiet joys of 1 his books and hi* own thoughts. ■ And now it’s my turn to take part ' in his affairs and make play for ’ him Lighting a eigaret, she flung it away with a gesture of disgust. ’ “Is it as bad as that?" asked a ! voice at her side. The bather whose tall form she • had found so familiar, now in white 1 flannel and soft shirt, dropped on 1 the sand beside her. Reclining on > one elbow, he stretched his long t legs toward the tide. ! Every line of his darkly fascinating face—eyes at once grave r and suffused with gaiety, as if in • their depths lay some subtile joy- t ousness, even fus long beautiful j - hands and easy grace—had at some ’ time been flung impenshably upon 1 her memory. Yet never before, she > knew, had she heard the lazy laughing voice. r “If you have blue devils,” he ret marked casually, “you need comt pany. I’ve found solitude the worst r possible remedy for a sick mind.” - * “Your wisdom, I dare say, is ab- - solute,” she said stiffly. > He thr e w back his head and I laughed with a boyishness that r drew her eyes in spite of her. Then, r surprisingly, before she had time i to remove her indignant gaze, his . face changed, all hi* gaiety snuffed , out by a vast and mysterious mels ancholy. He turned to the sea, 1 grave, meditative, sharply withi drawn within himself, lost in a i measureless world to which she had . no access, unaware of her aston--1 ished regard. i She.felt small and humiliated. ■ Like a child who furiously fling* f a cup of water at a burning house i but to find it has fallen short of

sh I.'. forei ’.■> d ■ . , 1: .„ B Joint Stock I.aul Bank ofl Wayne. The pr: . , I1( ;, lllin! W is $2,057.53. C. I. Walters ■ senting Mr. < tin- liank. It is ~| will sell the tarn ■. 41*1*018 I'll M (i| , ... J Notice is li. >. W lintlfTMKlled h.,-. Executor <>f ti,. . Fisher late of \ ( *, ceased. The is vent. ■ Arthur M. I'isifr, Exi*e U tj July 22. 1 Juh ’ ” \HpoinlinriK < i \ Notice is h» i■ b> uivcn Thi ’ undersigned lias i . ip lUllM( tn integrator *f i • • .i.. | Adam Hark* r Lit* ■ .X-lains i deevasod. The ('■tn. is n „ I solvent. Theo Miller, Viminish Ed. A Ih.sse. Attar ‘Ju 1 j. i, 23-30 J

the outermost But her iese:'" •' trembling feat!.' ■ :v: question in her ’* > I ought to know Out of the cotnoted the fine ' 1 gram on his sh:r' 'J J. L.? The long ; hand were era in the sand. Clean lino, the rinconstrained hand. . 4 artist whose pirtu ‘ But that wouldn't ; '’ r familiarity of g-. ing expression. M| He picked a small '■ sand, crushed it ■"i'f” dust into his open • revealing the mo.-' ; she had ever seen .-. tn. and flexible, smooth "' ,e and perfectly ma>'. of an artist with a i ’ calloused. Every m ; the tips of his sing lAt gristle, seamed and Iry ; The men Patricia • ■’_ h* las soft as her own, wim, a few callouses pm i »ar* golf sticks, and pn u !■ Here was the und'M unceasing toil. What was the menn ’ r I M workman’s palms in an ar hands? Had he been born wealth and reduced to th-’ i>w meaning poverty? • o' 1 ’ fully poor men don’t wear and monogramed -hi'' • an ■ expensive motor boats. • .■ After an appreciable lazy voice of the mar « pn “Friends meet by the =>“ °. road sometimes, speak tog e moment and pass on, often I* r PB| never to meet again and ret . ■ each other for years. Others at tmdured, and forgotten 1 • * e of a back. When I saw you here, something said. .J friend of yours in trouble. you can help, . . .’ So I cam* *■ and spoke to you. If I wa ‘ —if you really want me to I (To Be Continued I I Q 1932. by King Features syndic’ l * |