Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 31, Number 169, Decatur, Adams County, 19 July 1933 — Page 2

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MARKETREPORTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL AND FOREIGN MARKETS BERNE MARKET Corrected July 19 No commlssiun ana no yardage. 250 to 325 lbs Ji 75 I'7o to 250 lbs s4.’i u 140 to 170 lbs $4.25 j 100 to 140 lbs. $3.30 i Roughs $3.50 I Stags .... $2.00! i Vealers . $6.001 Spring Lambs $6.75 | Farm Bureau Ass’n, Open Wednesday and Saturday Evenings Egg Market No. 1, dozen 16c No. 2 dozen lie No. 3. dozen 9c | EAST BUFFALO LIVESTOCK East Buffalo, N. Y.. July 19. — (U.R) - Livestock: Hogs, on sale, 1,400; active, gen-j erally steady to 10c higher: 170 to 250 lbs., $5.35-$5.40; mostly $5.35; I light weights and pigs, slow, 160 lbs., down to $454.75. Cattle, receipts, 100; active on steers anil heifers, early bid about steady with Monday’s prices; cows and hulls, active, generally steady: fat cows, $3.75-$4; good bulls, $3$3.75. Calves, receipts. 209; fairly active. mostly steady; good to choice $6.50-$7; medium. $6-$6.50; cull and common, $4-$5.50. Sheep, receipts, 900; mostly | steady, slow; best ewes and weth-l ers. $8.75; leniently sorted. $8.651 down; fat bucks, $7.75; culls, $3- ] $3.60; good to choice ewes. $1.50-1 $2.50. FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK ■ Fort Wayne, Ind., July 19. —(U.R) i —Livestock: Hogs, 10c off: 250-300 lbs.. $4.90: I 300-350 lbs., $4.80; 200-250 lbs., S4.SO; 170-200 lbs., $1.70; 150-1.0 ll*.. $4.30; 140-150 lbs., $3.95; 130140 lbs., $3.70; 100-130 lbs., $3.25; roughs, $3.75; stags, $2.25. Calves. $6; lambs, $7.25. Cattle, steady; steers, good to choice, $5-$5.50; grass steers, good to choice, $3-$3.50; medium to good. $3-$3.50: fed heifers, good to choice. $4.50-$5; grass heifers, good to choice, $4-$4.25; medium to good. $3-$4; common to medium, $3-$3.50; cows, good to choice. $2.50-$3: medium to good, $2-$2.50; cutters. $1.75-$2; canners, sl-$1.50; bulls, good to choice, $3-$3.25; medium. to good. $2.50-$3; butchers.! good to light, $3-$3.50. CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE July Sept. Dec. May ■ Wheat 1.05 1.06% 1.09% 1.13 Corn .59 .65 .70'4 .76 Oats .45 .41% .44% .48% I LOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected July 19 No. 1 New Wheat, 50 Tbs. or better . SI.OO No. 2 New Wheat 58 lbs. 99c ; Oats s4lc I White or mixed Corn 80c I Good Yellow Corn : 85c I Rye 75c i COURTHOUSE Real Estate Transfers M. R. E. Churches toG. W. Blocker, lot 534 in the M. R. ;E. cemetery near Berne for SSO. New Cases Filed (Elizabeth S. Morrison vs Herman ■N. Omlor, complaint on lease ard contract, demand $1,500 Lutz and .Myers, attorneys. Herman L. Conver vs. Rose M. Clark, suit on note and foreclosure of chattel mortgage, demand $2,000 C. J. Lutz attorney. • Eggs Got Mixed BEND, Ore. (U.R)— One of Earl Duncan’s turkey hens "hid out” her nest. She was finally found iu the tall grass, sitting on 13 turkey eggs and six Chinese pheasant eggs. Farmers of Adams County ! may get Federal Farm Loans at 4(4% interest. See Harley Sommers, Sec.-Treas. 707 Court st., Fort Wayne, Ind.

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MONROE NEWS Mr. und Mrs. Chester Kessler of Muncie spent the week-end with Mrs. Kessler’s parents, Mr. and Mis. James E. Kessler, Mr. and Mrs. Hurley Forrar and family of Shelbyville; Mr. and Mrs. Norris Cotyers and family of Decatur. and Mr. and Mrs. Delbert Beals of Portland were the guests of Mr. and Mrs. H. K. Farrar Sunday. Miss Ruth Gilbert and sister Mrs.

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CHAPTER ONE The radio announcer stood beside his microphone with a foxsmile on his face and a sleek dinner coat on his back. Great drumshaped searchlights poured floods of glaring illumination into the forecourt of the theater giving everyone a look of waxen artificiality- , Here in the balmy open air, amid Babylonian columns with the starry sky overhead and marble mosaics underfoot, mingled the most beautiful women and the best-fed men on earth. The rabble—too far back to smell the expensive perfumes—was held in check by ropes and policemen who wore white gloves for the unusual occasion. Whenever a polished motor car brought up another star, or even an established featured player, the multitudes on the sidewalk cheered and clapped hands. The announcer’s excited voice began to fall over itself. “Just a minute folks! Here comes Sybil Hall, the screen star! She’s wearing a—ha! ha!—good evening, Miss Hall. Miss Hall—Miss Hall—ha! ha! — would you say a few words in the microphone, please, to the folks out there on the air. . . .” Miss Hall consented in a voice warm and living. A silvery evening dress glistened on her body. The announcer’s eyes worshipped her loveliness, for a moment before he turned to worship the next glittering arrival. Before the evening was over the whole galaxy of Hollywood passed before the microphone and said approximately the same thing. All confessed themselves to be in a high state of excited anticipation and professed the keenest affection f<y the absent Leni Luneska. The announcer, who was not going to see the picture at all, declared repeatedly that motion picture history was being made tonight and his words grew increasingly electrical. At home, his wife listened in a shuddering fear that his tongue would slip and he would say what he really thought about the whole affair. It had never happened but Mrs. Announcer lived in terror until all was safely over. A stocky gentleman arrived and spoke a few words into the ether. He was the mayor of the city. A domestic-looking man in a gray suit—Tom Mulrooney, chief of detectives—was ignored by the announcer and passed inconspicuously into the theater. The announcer craned his neck hopefully toward the curb as a tall young man wearing a negligent top coat over his dinner jacket approached. Several women turned their heads to look at him. This was Lucky Cavanaugh — gambler—with his athlete’s body and step clastic as a cat’s. His skin was clear and tanned over high cheekbones, a bold Roman nose, and a solid chin. The eyes were gray, steady, unconsciously arrogant. No one mistook him for an actor. The bony structure of his countenance belonged to a generation antedating Hollywood; to the period of frontier and plain and sunbaked cattle towns. This heritage was in his face yet his •vo ice vibrated musically and his manners bore the unmistakable stamp of a cultured superiority. "And here comes Lucky Cavanaugh!” cried the announcer into his contraption. “There’s a rumor around he broke the bank at Caliente last week. Maybe he’ll give us his system.” The young man smiled faintly and addressed the microphone. “Don’t you believe a word of it,

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Muriel Garrett and non George moved to Van Wert, Ohio, Thursday Mrs. Garrett has accepted a position at the Van W>rt Hospital. S. A. Lahr of Huntington visited with Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Rayl and friends for a few days. Ruth Balmer of Bluffton spent the week-end with her parents Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Bahner. Mrs. William Arnold and (laughUr Giennla visited Mr. and Mrs. Truce Andn-ws Sunday. Hubert Meyers and Miss Cl’eo Crist oT Fort Wayne spent the week-end with Mr. and Mrs. J. F.

IPOIII “Leni! Leni! It is I—Karl! Karl Kruger!”

citizens,” he said easily. “There’s only one way to beat roulette—and that is to own the wheel. I didn’t,” There was a burst of cheering from the street and Leni Luneska arrived triumphantly on the arm of a middle-aged gentleman in a silk hat. She was small and slim in an evening wrap of platinum material wrapped tightly across her figure. The searchlights gave her a metallic sheen; around her blonde head there was, almost, an aura. Her voice when she spoke for the radio audience was slightly agitated and had the quality of golden wine with bubbles rising. The scarcely perceptible accent carried the flavor of Europe. “This night,” she said, “is the climax of all that I have ever dreamed for and hoped for and worked for. If I am happy, I am also a little frightened. Give me, please, your good thoughts. . . .” Lucky Cavanaugh took off his dark felt hat and stood quite near, watching her. As she left the microphone it was necessary for him to stand aside. She passed so near that he sensed magnetic radiations from her body. Her face had the fresh young vitality of a flower, but the violetcolorfd eyes were slightly shadowed as from fatigue. Lucky Cavanaugh’s admiration suddenly was complicated by a twinge of pity. He had caught, with his gambler’s sixth sense, the bewilderment, the lonely and troubled uncertainty of the lovely Leni Luneska as she stood balanced precariously on the very pinnacle of fame. This knowledge was purely instinctive with him. He was, by profession, a gambler and endowed with some strange quality of human understanding akin to telepathy. Frequently this sense de-

• Crist. ’ Mr. and Mrs. Fred Davie and son ■ of Dayton, Ohio, visited J use Essex I Sunday. 1 Mr, and Mrs. Calvin Coppess of I! Coldwater, Michigan, visited Mr. and Mrs. Albert t'oppess Sunday. Miss Electa Oliver of Dec.iur •' spent Saturday in Monroe, the go st of her sjgters, Mrs. Sylvan • Rupert and FrancUle Oliver. Mr. and Mrs. Sam Hess, daughter Sarah and son Ernest and N. 1 E. Hess of State Coll ge, I’ennsyli vania were th guests of Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Balmer for a few days

ceived him, but more often it was amazingly accurate. Up until moment the matter had been only idle speculation with him when a man’s guttural voice broke out from the crowd held back by the cordon of ropes and policemen. “Leni! Leni! It is I—Karl! Kar! Kruger!” The voice, apparently, struck the girl like a bullet. She stopped and even before she turned her head, the color began to recede from her face. Before the nearest policeman could stop him, he had stooped and dashed under the rope like an animal. With rapid steps he crossed the forecourt and was beside her. Lucky Cavanaugh, no more than five feet from Leni Luneska. saw and heard. The man was a foreigner, shabby, emaciated. His eyes protruded and burned with excitement. The lips were thin and slightly twisted. “I am starving, Leni!” he rattled in his throat. “Do you want me to tell everybody—the whole world—to shout it from the housetops ” He began to fling his hand and change color as policemen came rushing up.- "Tell them I'm all right. Leni!” Leni Luneska’s face became smooth white marble. As the police seized the man, she spoke in strained, muffled words. “Leave him alone, please ... I will speak with him ... old acquaintance . . . later—on the inside. . " Her escort’s face was blank with lack of understanding, but Karl Kruger’s step was jaunty as he walked behind the girl. There was no trouble at the door. Luneska’s word was sufficient. Directly after Kruger sauntered Lucky Cavanaugh, utterly at ease. (To Re Continued) Copyright. 1932, by Robert Terry Shannon Distributed by King Feature}- Syndicate, Inc.

enroute to the Worlds fair. Mr and Mrs E. W. Unsche .m<l daughter Louis’ motored to Wabash county Sunday and spent the day with relatives. Kjlr. and Mrs. R. O. Johnson and son Dick of Gary called o:> Mr. , Johnson's aunt. Mrs. .Marta Hendricks Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. I/oren Biirkhead and family returned on Thursday from a motor trip to Newton, 111.. Mr. and Mrs. John Davis of Dayton, Ohio were the gusts of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Longenberger Sunday. Mr. aid Mrs. John Floyd and Mr. i and Mrs. John Crist motored to Wa ' bash. Sunday and called on Mr. and Mrs. Paul Schivers. 'Ves Baker of Decatur attended to business in Monroe Monday. Mrs. Dell* George returned to her home at Connersville, Saturday. _o — Son Suing His Father Springfield, Mo. — (U.R) — Chancy Lewis Owen is suing his father. Frank F. Owen, and the National Surety Company for about $4,000 inherited by young Owen from the estate of one of his grandmothers. The son contends that though he signed a receipt, for it that he did not receive the money. SYNOPSIS Attending the premiere of her ’ latest motion picture, beautiful Leni Luneska. the star, is confronted by a shabby, emaciated man, who emerges from the crowd j crying, “Leni! It is I, Karl Kruger. Do you want me to tell the whole world?” Leni turns white. She tells the man she will talk with him inside. Lucky Cavanaugh, a gambler, fascinated by Leni’s beauty, saunters into the theatre after Kruger.

CHAPTER TWO Passing through the first doors ] of the theater, Leni Luneska and her escort found themselves in a ] richly-carpcted vastness where ; golden lights shone upon panoramic murals and softly-gleaming statu- ] ary. Karl Kruger, with unshaven face , and soiled collar, kept his shapeless ] felt hat on his head and followed j defiantly at Leni’s heels. A number ( of elegant people were looking at him as though he polluted the at- , mosphere. 1 Douglas Gates, the gentleman ] with Leni, tried to annihilate t Kruger with an angry stare. < “What are you—a panhandler?” ] he asked. “You’re embarrassing Miss Luneska. Take this and get 1 out.” As Gates reached for a banknote, Karl Kruger sneered at him with a contemptuous contortion of his face. “I want a word with the lady,” he said astonishingly. “Do you want to have it in private, Leni, or in public?” “Will you wait, Karl—please”” said Leni tensely. Her throat was throbbing. “There must be some place you can stay till after the performance. You know I cannot talk to you now ” i Kruger thrust his face closer to her own. “So you are ashamed of me, hey?” he demanded. “You think because ” More people were stopping to listen and to look, but Kruger suddenly ceased speaking. From the rear a powerful hand had closed on his arm like a steel trap that pressed paralyzing pain into hi s flesh. “He’ll wait, Miss Luneska,” said Lucky Cavanaugh. “There won’t be the slightest annoyance, I assure you.” A dark red flush was spreading on Kruger’s forehead. He ground his teeth and was silent, as the strong fingers bored deep into his stringy muscle. Luneska was aware only that a tall and agreeable young man was somehow giving her a respite. “Thank you so much,” she said swiftly to Cavanaugh. “It is better so, Karl. Later—after the theater » Cavanaugh bowed slightly and turning away, he moved Karl Kruger around also, compelling him with a grip so punishing that the man began to weave in anguish. Douglas Gates took Leni’s arm protectingly and shepherded her toward an aisle. "A poor unfortunate I used to befriend in Europe,” she said hurriedly to Gates. “Think no more about it—l’ll speak to him later.” A uniformed usher hurried toward Cavanaugh. “Shall I call an officer to take charge of him, sir?” “Ask the manager to step here,” Cavanaugh said. The usher who knew the gambler

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by sight and was impressed, sped off like a shot. Cavanaugh 1e d Kruger up against the wall and relaxed the pressure. "I don’t know who you are. and I don’t care,” he said quietly. “I’m going to fix it so you can wait in a private office and see Miss Luneska after the show, as she suggested. If you try to crab her big night I’m going to knock you as cold as a mackerel. Is that perfectly plain?” Kruger began to rub his arm as the flush faded from his face. Pain had taken some of the brass out of him. “She’ll see me sooner or later,” he said sullenly. “I’ll wait peaceably.” “That’s better,” responded Cavanaugh evenly. The disposition of Kruger was easily arranged when Sol Kaufmann, the manager, arrived rotund, and perspiringly eager to suppress any excitement. Cavanaugh’s explanation and desire in the matter was enough for Kaufmann. The simplest way of handling a situation was always the best. They took Kruger to an office back of the balcony and told him to wait there. “These foreign stars always have one foot in the mud,” said Kaufmann as he came downstairs with Cavanaugh. “Only I wish they wouldn’t track it into my theater.” “To bad Luneska’s big night had to be spoiled by that mug,” Cavanaugh remarked. Kaufmann shrugged indifferently. “As soon as an actor gets in the money the chiselers begin to show up. That’s Hollywood. These stars all get something they’re willing to pay to keep quiet. But don’t worry about Luneska—she’ll make plenty of dough.” Kaufmann already had erased the incident from his busy mind which was a machine geared to quick adjustment of details and emergencies. But strangely, a handsome young gambler whose professional creed kept him from dipping into other people’s affairs, found himself starting down the aisle that led to 1 Luneska’s box, although his ticket called for a seat in another locaI tidn. Lucky Cavanaugh, tall and i steady-eyed and dressed in a dinner suit, had taken a new and danger- : ous path. He was dogging the steps 1 of a strange woman. He did not ! realize it, but he was following the ’ blonde head, the slim beauty and i the exciting perfume of Leni Lun- ! eska. : He only knew that there was an increased circulation in his blood, and that he was on a Quest from which it would not be easy to turn ■ back. The singers and dancers of the 1 prologue were already on the stage. I Light in the aisles was dim. Most ; of the audience was already settled. 1 There was a buzz of conversation . in the air for no one was really i interested in the seventy-five girls : with their powdered white bodies who filled the stage with their in- - volved dancing. An usher, smartly uniformed, : pursued Cavanaugh down the aisle and stretched out a hand to exam- • ine the ticket stub. > The knowledge that anything can be arranged in Hollywood gave Cavanaugh a sensation of nonchalant assurance. A folded bank note r passed from his hand ta the usher

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“See if you ean ftninKjl in Luneska’s box like a he said in a low voice. I In the dim light his pleasant and confidential I young usher became a wj at once. I “Wait here,” he said quvtJl see what I can do.” I Leni Luneska sat 'heirt loM in the box, her opera cloak M over the back of a chair. HerJ shoulders and bark wer( . alive in the semi -darkness. | Several people of importJ in the same box, executives! the studio and their wiv e l these, the individual Luneska J flesh was much ’css inteJ than the photographic LuneM would presently flash screen. I Long familiarity with J celebrities creates very littlel Star and studio are ml enemies. Temperaments aijl tracts are in perpetual confliJ there is equal ego on each dl is, as everyone agrees, a j business. | The one outsider in the boa Douglas Gates and, at the nJ he was asking Leni to manJ “Why don’t you promise J night?” he whispered. “Ifa] to keep persuading you, bull! like to wait.” 1 His insistence was gettin(i a bit of an old story. A mania neighborhood cf fifty is ahJ a disadvantage with a youJ beautiful woman. I Leni freely admitted to J that Douglas Gates was wida flaw. Solidly wealthy, eultJ gentleman. A bachelor of in background with an an standing in the social and bJ life of the city. HandsomJ with a moustache after the J of a European gentleman. J The trouble was that shed care for him, as women exn in that way. In all other red he was the most satisfyinfl she had ever known. Within the last few rninutd had practically decided to ■ him. She leaned her head di his, and there was somethai weariness in the movement 1 “Douglas, darling—won understand me always?" she! softly. "Would you protedi from the whole world—stffl me in all circumstances?” I “Naturally,” he respond tiently. At the single word, ut«is tamely, a little smile that mirthful formed on Leni’s “Yes, of course yo. wouK, murmured. “Naturally.” Gates did not press his srfd These skirmishes with Lunts ways ended against the stoooj of her silence. At his age •' dreams of love but the cod zeal of Youth is lacking. Despite his glossed and W hair, despite his erect should their faultless evening cost,! las Gates was tired. He had I polo that afternoon. Ten yes’ he would have emerged froal shower fit to carry on till I Tonight his head felt eyes weary. (To Be Contwu«l) Copyright. 19.12. by f ’bert Ttrtyj I Dietrihuted by Kir.< Fes -'SS