Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 31, Number 135, Decatur, Adams County, 8 June 1933 — Page 2

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i CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, AND NOTICES FOR SALE FOR SALE —Second hand Ice 'boxes at bargafh prices. August Walter, Frigidaire dealer, 254 No. Second St. 109-tt FOR SALE—Cabbage, tomato, mango, cauliflower and yam plants. Henry Haugh, 204 S. 10th st. Phone 677. 133-3tx FOR SALE —Tomato, mango and pimento plants. 5c per dozen, Sol Lord. 105 West Oak street. Phone 856. 134-k3tx FOR SALE — 100 bushel Golden Russet Seed Potatoes. Phone j 5424.. Willard Steel. 133t3x ■ FOR SALE —2l white pigs, extra : good. SSO; Collie pups, heal drivers, $2 each. O. Sales, 2 miles south of Linn Grove. 132-2 t FOR SALE —Baby bed, like new. Mrs. Jim Stults, 408 N>2md St. FOR SALE—Baby chicks will grow if fed an Beco Chiak starter with ! cod liver oil or Burk’s Big Chick ' Starter. $2.00 per 100 pounds. Burk I Elevator Company, telephone 25. 109-tt i o WANTED WANTED Canners, cutters and fat cattle. Springer and fresh cows. Anybody having cattle to sell, call phone 274. Wm, Butler. 109a30t6-12 WANTED TO EXCHANGE—Modern Fort Wayne residence, clear, - for farm south of Decatur. Will pay i cash difference. Might consider Decatur property. J. F. Thurber, I 1710 Spy Run, Fort Wayne. 134-a3tx WANTED — Work in confinement I eases or any kind of work. Call 1 5143, or call this week at T. L. Stef- j fen .home on county line. Ethel Ev- ! WANTED — Ladies please notice. Anyone desiring a bleached henna rinse or pack call on our beauty specialist, Miss Freda Heyerly at i Glorftt Helm beauty salon. Helen TeepJe, Prop. Phone 737 Cor. 3rd and Monroe. 134-2tx WAJJJ'ED —Male Help. Good paying Position. Interest in Company. and S3OO cash required Addtiaes Hom-Ade Ju-C Jumbo ComMuncie, Indiana. 134k-3fx ~ FOR RENT FOR-RENT— Rooms at 216 North FiaH Street Mrs. Belle Phillips, j Z 131-12tx i FOILRENT Unfurnished or partly i furnished apartmeftt. 611 N. Sec-' ond Mt. 134-3 t I — o ..f U1,. 1 |„| Mrll( „ r SKKSSS spaniel We idler, Adininistiator ■ Ma „-. r,"-**"’ 1,,,d ' i<t. r. r UOs . Mary. 1933 June 1-8-15 SHERII-’F sale .rtai ' 1 "’"" <- <>«rt. state <»f intlimiK: cauMe number 1-M2N ttvJ* I 1 S ri - J ° ’ lll I ° v k Land Ban k of; IVrt Wayne, Indiana vs. Albert J. I J elz Kosa A. Pels, bis wife, i-.'d W«ri- D. BnosasUtan, Lambert W Bowen or Lambert Bowen, lona Margaret Marshall, Orlan Marshall, her husband. The; lri-t»tate Loan and Trust company, r'rst-and Tri-State -National Bank and Irust company of Fort Wayne first National Bank of Fort Wain/ By.virtue of an order of sale to me directed an 1 delivered from the Clerk of the Adaans Circuit Court in the above entitled cause 1 have levie< upon and will expose to sale by public AUCTION, at the Court Hottie Door, east entrance, first floor in said County between the hour* of 10, O’clock A. M. and 4 o< look P. M., on Saturday the 17th June A. I). 1938, the rents and protits for at term not exceeding seven years, of the following descril>ed real estate, to-wit: The north half of the northwest quarter of section six (6) Township twenty-seven (27) north, range fifteen (15) East, containing Eighty (80) acres, more or less; • And on failure to realize there from the full amount of the judgement and Interest thereon and costs 1 will at the game time and in the manner Aforesaid offer for sale the fee simple of the above described real estate, Taken as the property of Albert J. Pclz. Kosa A. P. iz, his wife Edward D. /BrusnaJuu. Eambert W. Ftowen, or Uambert Bowen, lonji Bowen, his wife, Mata ret Marshall Orlan Marshall, her husband, The j Tri State Loan and Trust Company, I First and Tri- State National Bank | Slid Trust Company of Fort Wayne, Fl ret National Ban!: of Fort W^ync,' at the suit of First Joint Stock Band! Bank of Fort Wayne, Indiana, Said Sale will be made without any relief whatever from valuation or Appraisement laws. Hurl .luliiimoii sheriff Adams Cpunty, Indiana I C. L. Walters, Attorney. May 25 June 1-fc I WHEN ORDERING Phone 1 no ■ Lawrence Green ‘ S. E. BLACK FUNERAL DIRECTOR —W I J Because of our wide experience In conducting funerals we are able to give perfect service at a very reasonable cost. Dignified But Not Costly. 500—Phones—727 Lady Aset. Ambulance Service

MARKETREPORTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL AND FOREIGN MARKETS BERNE MARKET Corrected Juue 8 No commission and no yardage. . ’ 170 to 250 lbs . $4.30 ■ ■ 250 to 325 lbs $4.25 ■ I 140 to 160 lbs $4.00 I 100 to 140 lbs $3.30 j Roughs $3.40 I Stags $1,50 | dealers $5.00 I ; Spring Lambs $6.25 I East Buffalo Livestock Hogs on sale, 900; fairly active, ; 10 to 20c under Wednesday's average; desirable 170 to 250 lb». ' $5.05-5.15; mainly $5.10; some ■ medium weight butchers held i above $5.15; plain quality and mixed weights $4.75-5; 150 lbs. down $4.35-4.60. Cattle receipts 100; little done, bidding unevenly lower; few com- ' mon and medium steers and heif- | ers $5.25; odd lot cows steady. I Calf receipts 200; vealer. rath- ! er slow, mostly steady; good to ; choice $5.50-5.75; top $6.00. Sheep receipts 900; lambs acI tive to local killers, about steady; ■ good to choice 65 to 78 Ib„ KenI tucky lambs, including bucks j $8.60-8.75; few common and medium $7.50; inferior throwouts downward to $5.50. Port wayne livestock Fort Wayne, Ind., June B.—(U.PJ— Livestock; Hogs, 15c off; 250-350 lbs.. $4.55; 200-250 lbs., $1.45; 170-200 lbs., $4 35; 140-170 lbs., $4.15; 100-140 libs., $3.75, roughs, $3.75; stags, i $2.50. Calves, $5.00. Clipped lambs, $5.25; spring i lambs, $7. I Cattle, steers, good to choice, $5pu.so; medium to good, $4.50-$5; I common to medium, »3.50-$4; lieiflers, good to choice, $4.50-$5; med ium to good, $4-$4.50; common to medium, $3-$4; cows.tgood to choice $3-$3.50; medium to good, $2.50-$3; cutter cows, $1.75-$2.25; canner icows, sl-sl.sb; bulls, good to choice, $3-$3.25; medium to good, $2.50-$3; common to medium. $2-$2.50; butcher bulls, $3.25-$3.75. CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE July Sept. Dec. Wheat 73% .75 .77% [Corn 43% .46% .49% ' - 2 «% -28% LOCAL GRAIN MARKeT Corrected June 5 No. 1 New Wheat, 50 lbs. or better 66c I No. 2 New Wheat 58 lbs 65c I Oats . 21c . Soy Beans 35b to 75c j White or mixed corn 45c Good Yellow corn 50c Rye 2&c NOTICE T<> NON-KE«*II)ENTS in the idautM Circuit Court tpril Term i»33 < nunc No. 1407-4 I STATE’ OF INDIANA < I ADAMS COUNTY S*; Mutual Benefit Life Insur- ! a . nee Company, a ■ orporation, Plaini V? 1 ’ ' B. Owens, a widow, i Ford G. Owens. Marie Owens, hta wife, Huth Pullman, Tracy M. Pullman. her husband, Anna Lorene I Carts, Dari F. Carts, her husband, Judson W. Owens, unmarried,•Viu- | toria B. Owens, I-!xe< utrix of the es- ; John \V. Owens, deceased, \V. .S. Dilebone, whose true Christian name is to plaintiff unknown, De- | fendants. The plaintiff in the above entitled! cause having- filed its complaint herein, together with an affidavit of a competent person that the defendants, Victoria B. Owens, a widow, Ford G. Owens, Marie Owens, his wife, Ruth Pullman, Tracy M. Pullman, her husban<a, Anna Lorene Varis, Dari F. Caris, her husband, Judson W. Owens, unmarried. Victoria B. Owens. Executrix of the estate of John \V. Owens, de eased, W . rs. Dilbone, whose true ( hristian name is to plaintiff unknown, and e<u-h of them are non-residents of the state of Indiana, and that the object of this action is to foreclose a mortgage upon real estate in Adams county, in the state of Indiana, described as follows, to-wit: Commencing on the state line between the states of Indiana and Ohio at the Southeast corner ot Fractional Section 14. Township 27 North Range 15 East; thence running North 13S rods, thence West to the line on the West side of the East half of the Southeast quarter of Section 15, Township and Range aforesaid; thence South to the Southwest corner of said East half of said quarter se-vdon; thence East with! , the South line of said quarter see- | tion. to the place of beginning, con- | taining SI 14 acres, more or less. Ami that the said defendants Vic* 1 tnria. B. Owenc, a widow, Ford G. | Owens, Marie Owens, his wife, Ruth Pullman, TFacy M. Pullman, her husbanu, Anna Lorena Car is, Dari F. Caris, her husband. Judsoh W. Owens, unmarried, Vh toria B. Owens executrix of the estate of John W. | Owens, deceased, W. S. Dilbone,l who'.c true Christian name is to 1 plaintiff unknown, and each of them ! are necessary parties thereto, i Now, therefore, said defendants, I Victoria B. Owens, a widow. Ford ’G. Owens. Marie Owens, his wife, Ruth Pullman. Tracy M. Pullman, her husband. Anna Lorene Carls, . Dari F. Caris, her husband. Judson .W. Owens, unmarried. Victoria B l I Owens, executrix of the estate of ‘ John W. Owens, deceased. W. S. Dilbone, whose true Christian name is Ito plaintiff unknown, and each of I them are hereby notified that unless they be and appear in the Adams Circuit Court on the sth day of September 1933, at the court house, in the town of Decatur, in said county and state, and answer or demur to said complaint, the same will be heard and determined in their absence. In witness whereof. T have hereqnte set ray hand and affixes fke I seal es the said r ourt, this ?th day 1 of June, A. D. 1933. Milton C. Warltng Clerk. Adams Circuit Court By Cleo V Werllng, Deputy. * Nathan C. Nelwon A Howard A Som- ’ uter, %fforne>» for Plaintiff. June 8-15-22

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WHAT HAS HAPPENED SO FAR. Joan Hastings, seventeen and beautiful, lives with two old maiden aunts, Evvie and Babe Van Fleet, in Sausalito, Cal. Joan falls in love with Bill Martin, a penniless young mechanic. Bill, an innocent victim of a bootlegging gang, is sent to jail and Joan, begging for bail money from the aunts, confesses her love for him. She is put on a train for school. Bill, freed, rushes to the Van Fleet home to see Joan and Aunt Evvie tells him she has gone and persuades him the kindest thing he can do is never try to see her again. He bids goodbye to his mother and goes away, leaving no address. Joan, escaping from the train, reaches his home just after he has gone. She goes to San Francisco and is befriended by Walter Dunne, the motorist who drove her home when she left the train. He arranges for her to live with good-natured Maisie Kimmer, a friend. She secures a position in a department store. All her thoughts are of Bill, and Maisie's efforts to make her forget are in vain. Bill, tramping along the road aimlessly, comes upon Rollo Keyes, wealthy playboy, in his stalled car. Bill gets the car started and Rollo, intoxicated, insists that Bill drive him to his home in Pasadena. Arriving there, Rollo is put to bed. He asks Bill to wait. The latter is tempted to sneak away, but exhaustion gets the better of him and he lies down next to Rollo. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER XVIII. “I thought you were in Bakerfield,” Emmet Keyes said bitterly when his son dropped into the place opposite him at the dinner table. “What a pleasant surprise for jnu then.” Rollo grinned, helping himself to olives. , “Y’ou can't do that sort of thing!” the older man burst out angrily. “I won’t have you demoralizing the help. By God, when you work for me you're an employee, not my son! You do as the rest—no favors—” “Yeah—that’s why I quit.” “Quit!” Old man Keyes’ heavy jaw dropped. “Rollo, you haven’t done anything so foolish—” “I sure have,” Rollo agreed pleasantly. “I’m through with the oil business. Too smelly. How would you like to set me Up in real estate, eh, pop?” The old man sputtered. His disappointment was too deep for words. He made a great clatter I with his knife and fork, stealing furtive glances at Rollo from under his bushy eyebrows. This was his son . . . his son . . . All his own boyhood he had slaved in a can factory. Then the lucky strike, the black oil bringing him golden dollars for Kate and the boy. “A sealskin sack,” he had promised Kate. “A sealskin sack come Christmas!” And when November came, the little eough she had made so light of had carried her away. He had them cover her with violets—hig Katie, who would never need the sealskin he could afford at last. After that there was nothing left but Rollo. Everything that money could buy he had lavished on the boy. and it hadn't been any good, any good at all. “Not a cent!” he shouted. “Oh, very well,” Rollo said, not in the least disturbed. “Shall I leave your house, too? You usually have me leave home you know. Don't forget the best part of the speech. Before I go, I’ll have a little more of the beef please—and another potato—” He chattered on, dragging in all his tried and trusty wiles, all the old jokes that never failed to get a laugh, but they fell flat. The old man didn’t respond. He sat in heavy silence, seeming not to hear. “Oh, by the way, send up a tray to my friend upstairs.” Rollo di- | rected the maid when the nical was over. “And send him down to me when he has eaten!” “Sure-—throw us both out to-1 gethei. Say. you should have seen that bird fix the car on the road last night. I take my hat off to him—” “I'd have taken mine off to you if

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you had done it yourself!” the old man answered. When Bill came into the room he looked at him a long time. He looked at Bill’s broad shoulders, his strong, freckled hands. He questioned about the repairing of the car on the road. Why wasn’t Rollo like this lad? Why wasn’t he? “I might use you—if you aren’t afraid of getting your hands dirty,” he said gruffly. “Hear, hear!” Rollo shouted. Bill glanced quickly from one to the other. He didn’t understand them, and he was ill at ease in their big, pretentious house. Still, here was a chance, a chance to go to work, and make something of himself . . . for Joan. His face glowed. He reached out and took the old man’s knotted, hairy paw in his. “Try me!” he said. • * * Bill was learning surveying. Emmett Keyes gave orders that he was to have every opportunity, every opportunity that Rollo should have had. He thought, poor, lonely old man, that Rollo would come back to it, too, when he saw what he was doing for the other boy. He thought that in Rollo’s friendship for Bill he would lose interest in certain other of his friends, whose influence he feared. So he schemed, and he planned—first for Rollo’s sake. After awhile, for Bill’s sake. “The kid is the picture of me at his age!” he told the bored superintendent. “Has the same way about him. Same kind of a mind. Did I tell you about the time—” Yes, Bill was getting ahead. As the days slipped by. and the weeks turned into months he was sure of it. “When summer comes—say about August I’ll strike for a vacation, and run up home and see Ma,” he promised himself. He meant that he would see Joan, but he wouldn’t promise himself that yet. “Not till I really get there —have something decent to offer. She deserves the best—and I’m going to see that she gets it!” Bill was none of your letter writers. He didn’t want letters, he wanted Joan. He didn’t want to read a printed, page, he wanted to feel her warm in his arms. He slaved to that end. There was a grubby calendar he kept in his desk. He looked ahead, and counted the days. He thought she must know. But the days that Bill checked blithely off on his calendar, dragged drearily fcr Joan. The bright dream was fading. She still looked on the little hall table every night when she came in the door. She still sorted the little heap of old bills and circulars Maisie left there —hoping—hoping— “Anything for me, Maisie?” But she knew what the answer would be. “Dearie, it's foolish to mope that way. I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but don’t you think he would answer your letters if he wanted to see you again?” Maisie asked gently. “If he get them, he'd answer,” Joan said stoutly. “Well, didn’t you say he had a mother in Sausalito?” “Yes”--very low. “Well, dearie—why don’t you—” “I told you I didn’t want to go back—l might meet my aunts—” “But you could write to her,” Maisie said reasonably. “I notice you never put the return address on the letters—” Joan winced. It was true. She dreaded hearing from Bill’s motner. Dreaded getting her letters back, unclaimed. Until she did she could go on hoping. Get through the days somehow. But if Bill had written to his mother, and hadn’t tried to find her ... if he just didn’t want to answer . . . She pushed the damp hair from her hot forehead. “All right—l'll do it-—l’ll do it now!” she cried, and snatched a pen from the cluttered table. Maisie took a few more stitches' in the centerpiece she was embroid ering. “Mis’ Harvey'® nephew ®aw I that little snapshot of you I had in I my bag, last night. He wants to meet you. He's a real nice fellow, Johnnie.” “You’ll gee! You’ll see!” Joan

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held up her finished letter, ignoring Mis’ Harvey’s nephew and Maisie’s fond hopes. “She’ll say she hasn’t heard from him either —but she will—we both will—you’ll see!” But when the green iron flap of the mailbox closed on the letter she felt that she was mailing her last hope too. • * • Joan turned the key in the door slowly. She knew what was waiting for her on the little hall table, even before .ilaisie, frying chons in the kitchen, pushed the swinging door ajar, and called, “There’s a letter for you!” Maisie, sympathetic Maisie, who never knew tha anyone ever wanted to be alone, came and waited, drying her pink, ringed hands on a kitchen apron, while Joan ripped the big manila envelope open. All her letters, a forlorn little pile of them, came back to her. And Mrs. Martin was glad Joan wrote, she was indeed, because she didn’t know what to do with the letters, Bill not sending his address or anything, but she knew he was getting along all right, because he was a good boy, and he sent money home regularly. And she hoped Joan would come and see her because her daughter’s husband got a real nice job in San Rafael and didn’t live with her any more, and she was getting the house looking real nice, and there would be lots of cherries this year. “Don’t cry, dearie!” Masie slipped a protecting arm around her. “You see—he never did get the letters, did he? Y’ou were right after all —weren’t you? He never got them—” “I’m not crying,” Joan said steadily, poking at the little brass clasp on the envelope. “He didn't get them—he—never sent for them.” i “For once I didn’t know what to say,” Maisie told Mis’ Harvey next day. “If a person cries and takes on I know just what to do, but she just stood there holding them in her hands, looking kind of frightened at them, and then she said ‘Masie, would you mind very much if I didn’t eat any dinner?’ and she gathered them up in her arms, and went into her room and shut the door. I thought she was going to be sick, but she went to work just the salne today.” “Oh, it don’t last long when you're young,” Agnes Harvey said sagely. “Wait till she meets the next one. She'll soon forget him, the poor little thing. She’ll get over it!” But Joan showed no signs of getting over it. She got up when she was called in the mornings, sold lingerie in Mcßride's Bargain Basement all day, and sat listlessly opposite Maisie in the evenings. She dutifully swallowed the codliver oil with which Maisie dosed her, and she protested that she wasn't worrying. “Why should I worry? His mother says he is well—he writes to her—” “I didn’t mean that, dearie. I meant you mustn’t worry because he didn’t write to you. Yon can’t expect a young boy to remember long. They don’t honey, they just don’t—” “Yes. I know, Maisie.” “Well, then you shouldn’t cry over him!” “But I don’t cry—over—” It was true, she didn’t cry. Not even in the long nights when she lay wide-eyed, and wakeful, thinking . . . thinking. ... It was her own fault. She had run after him. She wanted him to love her. She called him back that night in the moonlight when he wanted to go away. She called him back and begged him to kiss her good-bye. And when he did she clung to him, and wouldn’t let him go. She had thrown herself at him — cheapened herself — no wonder he was through with her—no wonder he wouldn’t send for her letters. Good riddance to her. Good riddance to Johnnie Hastings! And she would clench her hands until the nails dug cruelly into her palms, and stare up at the black ceiling with blind, open eyes to which the healing tears would not come. Joan had been so arrogant, so ■ sure of him, so proud of her love. (To Be Continued Tomorrow)

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