Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 31, Number 270, Decatur, Adams County, 15 November 1933 — Page 2

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CLASSIFIED 1 ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, I > AND NOTICES FOR SALE FOR SALE—Michigan Apples, Jonathans, Wagoners, Baldwin, Grime* Golden, Spye, Hubbardsons. S. E. Haggard. Bring containers. 263Jt-Dec. 1 x FOR SALE—3O shoats. C. P. Heckathorn, R. R 3. Decatur, 2nd house south of Dent School house. FOR SALE —2 show cases, beveled glass tops, 5 and 6 feet long. Good bhape. See them at Elks home. Phone 115. 269-3 t FOR SALE —Extracted honey. 1 lb. jar, 15c; 3 lb. jar, 35c; a lb. pail 50c. The Brock Store. 269-g3tx FOR SALE —8 months old heifer. 75 barred rock pullets. 50 cents each. Call at noon. Marlon Michaels Route 5, Decatur. 269-g3 FOR SALE — Kalamazoo stoves, ranges and cabinet heaters. 30 days free trial, 360 days approval test. Written guarantee. Factory prices. 1 year to pay. Sprague Furniture Co., 152 S. Second sreet. Phone 190. 270G2t FOR SALE —Guernsey heifer 1 yr. 4 mo. old. Chas. Longenberger.' second house north Mt. Pleasant j Church. 269-a3tx ' FOR SALE—Large bed davenport. I $3.00. Living room suite, $6.00.1 Deck, $2. Solid vhest o fdrawers. i $5. Good felt mattress. $3. Candy I ease and containers, $lO. Electric' corn popper, S4O. Phone 869-T. * 2Wg-3t NOTICE-Get out prices before you buy furniture, stoves or rugs, I We save you money on quality i merchandise. Sprague Furniture: Co.. 152 South Second street. I Phone 199. 270G2t' WANTED IVANTED— Good, clean, big Rags, suitable for cleaning machinery. WiK pay 4c lb. Decatur Daily Democrat. WANTED —A boy wants work and i will do any Rind of work for small wages. Inquire at 1044 Russell St.. Decatur a269-3tx WANTED FUR —Ogr connections enable us to pay the highest cash ' prices for furs. See us before sell- , ing. Maier Hide and Fur Co. Phone I 442. l'B'.i-.i:;-WANTED—Housework by expel fenced girl. Will consider small wages. Phone 591 270-g3tx WANTED — Experienced girl for general house work. Board and room and small wages. Write Box 39-X. % Democrat office. 269-g3 WANTED— Boarder and roomer. $4.50 a week. Phone 1171 from 8 a. m. to 4 p. m 268-g3t o FOR RnNT FOR RENT — 2 houses, six rooms ’each. Modern except furnace. Located three blocks from Court House. Rent Cheap, inquire of C. A. Dtigan. 268 g 3t ' FOR RENT —7 room house, good : basement. % mile eas; of Deca- ■ tux. on road 16. Phone 5424. Wil lard Steel. 269a3tx j ■ FOR RENT —Modern rooms, one block from court house. Inquire Carmelcrisp Store, Ferd Peoples 270-3tx •• o— • Still He Hunted Work Wenatchee, Wash., — (UP) When, a newspaper reporter ques- > tioned Charles Tallyrand, whom he ! found walking the streets in search j of work, he found the man was proficient in five languages and held ] a doctor's degree from one of the nation s leading universities. —o Conspicuous Nothing shows up as fast as a weak tire, unless it is the spot the painter missed.—Racine Journal News. IMTM——— —aw————

Roy S. Johnson Auctioneer

Claim your data early for an • auction service that will mean more dollars and cents to you. Nov. 16 —J. E. Anderson, 4 miles south of Decatur on State Road 27. 80 acre farm and personal property. Nov. 20 —O M. Raberingor, St. Marys, Ohio. Pure bred Guernsey cattle. Nov. 21—William Purk. 3 miles south of Dixon. Ohio, on s ate Line. Closing out sale. Nov. 28—Agnes Hill, Admrx. I' 2 miles south and % mile east of WilUhire. O. General farm sale. I Office in Peoples Loan & Trust Bldg. Telephone, Office 104. Res. 1022

MARKETREPORTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL i AND FOREIGN MARKETS BERNE MARKET Corrected Nov. 14 No couiuuaaiub ana no yardage. 170 to 230 Ibe $4.00 , 280 to 260 lbs $3.95 ■ 260 to 300 lbs. $3.80 ' 300 to 250 lbs $3.65 140 to 170 lbs. . $3.65 ■ I 100 to 140 lbs * $3.30 Roughs $2.75 Stags $1.50 Vealers $6.00 Lambs $5.75 Decatur Produce Company Egg Market NO. 1 dozen 27c ' No. 2. dozen 21c . No. 3. dozen 16c FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK Fort Waynd. Ind.. Nov. 15. —dJ.P' —Livestock: i Hogs. 10c lower; 180-250 lbs., $4.05; 250-300 lbs.. $3.95; 300-350 lbs.. $3.90; 160-180 lbs.. $3.95; ISO--1160 lbs.. $3 80; 140-150 lbs.. $3.65; 130-140 lbs., $3.40; 100-130 lbs., $3; roughs. $3; stags. $2. Calves. $6; lambs. $6.50. CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE Dec. May Jaly| Wheat .89% .92% 90u. i I Corn .47% .53% .55% I j Oats ... .34% .38% .37% j EAST BUFFALO LIVESTOCK East Buffalo. N. Y., Nov. 15.— j (U.Rz— Livestock: Hogs, receipts. 200; holdovers. I 300; market fairly active; steady to strong at Tuesday's average; de-1 j sirable 160-240 lbs.. $4.60 to mostly | $4.65; 130-150 lbs.. $4.35-44.50; pigs,; .$4.25. | Cattle, receipts, 300; generally | I stead: medium to good yearlings, | $5; medium steers, around 1,150 1 | lbs., $4; ( Utters cows. sl-$1.75. Calves, receipts, 209; vealers uni c hanged. $7 (loan. Sheep, receipts, 1.000; lamb marI ket not fully established., most bids steady; scattered sales steady to 25c higher; good to choice, $6.50$6 75; sparingly. $7; bulk better lots held at $7; medium kinds and i fat bucks. $5.50-$6; throwouts. | $5.25 down. LOCAL grain market Corrected Nov. 14 i No. 1 New Wheat, 60 lbs or better 87c No. 2 New Wheat 58 lbs. 66 79c i Old Oats 32c I New Oats 32c I Whte or mxed corn 49c I Good Yellow corn .... 54c i Soy Beans ... 50c-55c ' PROMOTER IS ~ FOUND GUILTY (CONTINUED FROM I’aGE ONE) I ' concurrently. The conviction was a smashing' triumph for the federal government which has been investigating Hartzell’s activities for 15 years. Q Beeswax for Cracks Ugly cracks in furniture will dis • appear if they are filed with bees wax and then varnished over. o notice: to bidder* Notice is hereby given that the • Board of Commissioners of Adams | county, state of Indiana, will, on Thursday. November 23. 1933, and up until 10 o'clock A. M on said day I at the auditor s office in the city I .of Decatur, Indiana receive sealed! I bids for the furnishing of registra- • tion filing cabinets and other reg- j istration equipment, acicordiug to 1 specifications therefor on file in the J office of the auditor of said c ounty j | The board reserves the right to I reject any or all bidj. Dennis Striker F. O. Martin Phil Sauers. Board of C< aimissioners Nov. K-13 O Appointment of Administrator Notice is hereby given, That the. undersigned has been appointed z\dministrator of the estate of Elizabeth Manley late of Adams County, deceased. The estate is probably solvent. Roy G John, Administrator j Frncbte and bitterer. Attorneym Nov. 4, 1933. Nov. 8-15-22 Appointment of Administrator Notice is hereby given, That the undersigned has been appointed Administrator of the estate of Ernst Conrad, late of Adams County, deceased. 'Hie estate s probably solvent. Clarence Conrad, Administrator Frucbte and bitterer, Attorney* 8 I For Better Health See Dr. fl. Frohnapfel Licensed Chiropractor and Naturopath Phone 314 104 So. 3rd st. Neurocalometer Service X-Ray Laboratory Offic- Hours: 10 to 12 a. m. 1 to 5 p. m., 6 to 8 p. m. N. A. BIXLER OPTOMETRIST Eyes Examined, Glasses Fined. HOURS: 8 30 to 11:30 12 30 to 6:00 Saturdays. 3:00 p. m 1 Telephone 135.

• PROPOSE PLANS i FOR FREEING OF BANK DEPOSITS < (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) Loan* will extend from three to five year*. Eligible banka include: Wabash County Loan ami Trust Company, Wtiliash; Shelbyville i' Trust Company; Old Adams Conn'S ty Bank. Decwtur; American Trust 1 1 and Savings Bank. Richmond; I Farmers State Bank of South I I Whitley; State Rank of Hani- ■ - - -

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CHAPTER ONE It was the last rubber of the evening. Both sides were vulnerable. Patricia Warren had carried the bid to six hearts. She studied the one small trump in the dummy. Could she make the contract? She avoided her partner’s eyes. At the moment more than anything in the world she dreaded Eileen Syeott's ' complaining whine. When one is paid to fill in at bridge one must learn to take such things lightly. But that, Patricia had never learned. She led the singleton from the dummy. Her face was pale, her hands were shaking slightly as she played the ace. With four trumps out the Knave should fall. It’did not fall. Patricia experienced a shock of pure dismay. The four nissing hearts were massed against 4ier. Across the table Eileen Sycott winced audibly. She was a fussy little fat woman, elaborately jewelled. Her expression mingled pain and indignation. ( • “You should have tried the finesse,” she observed in an injured, faintly acid tone. She ignored the i straightness of her young guest’s lips. Julian Haverholt frowned. “An absurd risk,” he put in sharply. “The chances were all that she would drop the Knave.” “Patricia shouldn’t have bid the slam without a solid trump suit.” “You invited the slam with a bid ' of five!” "•atricia looked frightened. But he tall, .'ray haired Julian Haverholt was perhaps the greatest bridge player in America. His presence in Mrs. Syeott’s luxurious Washington Square apartment was the result of weeks of patient strategy. An acknowledged genius in his own field he had long ago adopted the mercurial temperament of -genius. He was entirely capable of flinging his cards to the floor and stalking from the house forever. The wealthy, socially minded widow dared not offend him, .hough she was secretly infuriated and determined that Patricia should pay for her wounded amour propre. She er r led the petulant scowl that maned her forehead, glanced at Haverholt and smiled sweetly. When he failed to soften she hastily poured upon her shrinking partner a stream of insincere reassurance. The girl detected its insincerity and was not reassured. She knew that she must make the bid. In a passion of concentration she studied the hand. Deliberately she her mind of everything except the game. Already she had lost one trick. There must be some way to make the rest She leaned forward tense, rigid as a statue. The brilliancy of her eyes increased; her f pallor deepened. She stared and stared at the cards exposed, unconscious of Haverholt’s fascinated regard or of Mrs. Syeott’s restless stirring or of the second man's open boredom. They were nothing to her now. They could not touch her now. Only the cards were real. Some way out, there must be some way out—some way to make the slam. There was one way. And presently with a queer slow stir of the blood Patricia saw that way. A quadruple grand coup, one of the rarest plays in bridge, would capture the trump honor—if it worked. Patricia began to tremble. She led the first card. Her campaign was planned. She executed it with speed and brilliancy. There was no faltering now. She seemed made of iron, nerveless. Shuttle-like she flashed to and fro from the 1 dummy to her own hand. The room was silent save for the fall of cards on the polished table. Patricia took the ninth trick, the tenth. Her breath came faster. The eoup was working. It had worked! As Eileen Sycott, crowing triumphantly, raked in the .precious twelfth trick, Patricia leaned back against her chair and burst into tears. Immediately Haverholt was be-

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mood. Citizen* stake Bank, Huntington; Peoples State Bank, Berne. Firat and Farmers State Bank of Roanoke; Hunting on Trust and Savings Bant; Farmers and Marthanta Trust Company, Ligonier; Farmers State Bank. Poneto. Harlan State Bank; Markle 3:ate Bank; Garrett Saving Loan and Trust Company; Noble County Bank and Trust Company of Kendallville; Citizens Trust Company, Fort Wayne; Martinsville Trust Company; Indiana State Hank and Trust Company, War-

I QL i il' H <1 1 \ ■BIV wl K' A? wJB' " IFF 1 "Miss Warren has a job now with me—if she wants it,” declared Haverholt unexpectedly.

side her. “Whatever is the matter?” demanded Mrs. Sycott crossly. “I never saw a luckier card player." “I don’t know when I’ve seen a better card player,” said Haverholt in reproof. He added reflectively, “that is, of course, excluding myself.” Patricia smiled wanly at this characteristic bit of braggadocio. Her tears, the product of overwrought nerves, stopped as abruptly as they had come. She declined a handkerchief. Instinctively she divined her hostess’s annoyance at the situation. Haverholt still held her arm. It seemed to her that the touch verged on intimacy. She shifted her position. The insistent pressure did not lessen. Haverholt’s gaze too was warm and—practiced. “I’m all right now,” Patricia announced, sending a wintry glance to the man who stood above her. “Sure?” “Quite sure.” Reluctantly his hands dropped. Eileen Sycott and young Tommy Armour were busy adding up the score. Mrs. Syeott’s pointed concentration testified to her continued irritation. So when Haverholt again spoke of the play of the last hand, Patricia said: “You've forgotten that my partner’s 'adding had aomething to do with the result” Somewhat red of face Eileen SyeoU e u i m e d in, “Mr. Haverholt doesn’t seem to realize that if I hadn t bid five you couldn't have gone te six.” “Ab—but I do realize it,” said Haverholt in a peculiar voice. “You remarked on that earlier.” Mrs. Sycott looked at him in a rather baffled fashion but when he joined her on the other side of the table she seemed mollified. For minutes Patricia had longed to go. Now she rose and slipped inconspicuously toward the door. But Haverholt- had been watching her. "You’re not going!” he exclaimed, surprised. “Why we probably owe ou thousands of dollars. How much is it, Tommy?" he inquired of his friend. “Seventy dollars apiece is what I make it.” “You don’t owe me anything,” murmured Patricia. Again she attempted to escape. But this was the opportunity for

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which Eileen Sycott had been waiting and she seized it “Patricia can't afford to gamble," she explained in quiet satisfaction. “I carry the child and pay her for her time.” “It must be a darned good investment,” remarked young Armour. “I wouldn't mind making a similar investment myself. How about it some evening, Miss Warren?” "I only play in the neighborhood,” said Patricia, stiffly. “Her stepmother runs a little shop in the next block,” resumed Mrs. Sycott, taking placid command of the conversation. “Patricia hasn’t been able to get a job and sc—" “Miss Warren has a job now with me—if she wants it,” declared Haverholt unexpectedly. He looked straight into Patricia’s eyes and said, “Hi make you one of the world’s great bridge players.” Eileen Syeott’s mouth m a dea round red “o” of surprise. “Marvelous!” she cried, clapping her in belated delight. Young Armour was the picture of astonishment. A thousand times he had heard Haverholt’s opinions of women at the game of bridge. Patricia alone was silent. She seemed dazed by good fortune. Her eyes were like stars; her lips were half parted. Haverholt’s offer almost overwhelmed the girl who for weeks, for months, had trod the streets of New York in hopeless search of a job. That year not even her fresh and lovely face could gain her a hearing. Always the fatal words “no experience” had barred her out. And now—this, the miracle! A miracle that meant her two small stepsisters could have the clothes, the nourishing food they needed, a miracle that meant independence for Patricia herself, a miracle that meant escape from her stepmother’s nagging voice. Patricia wanted to dance, to shout with joy. Her brilliant eyes were fixed upon the handsome, gray haired man. .“I — I can hardly believe you mean it,” she faltered. “I do mean it.” “You’re a very lucky little girl, announced Eileen Sycott, resigned to the inevitable. “Oh, don’t I know it!” (Ta Be Continued) C 1932, by King Features Syndicate. !«•.

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SYNOPSIS Unable to find employment, young and beautiful Patricia Warren capitalizes her card skill, at fifty cents an hour, by making a fourth at bridge parties given by the wealthy Mrs. Eileen Sycott. Julian Haverholt, noted bridge expert, is fascinated by Patricia and impressed by her game. He offers her a position. CHAPTER TWO In the midst of her youthful enthusiasm Patricia again was conscious of Haverholt’s wartn and intimate gaze. AU at once she was checked a little, vaguely disturbed. A trace of her earlier doubt returned. Patricia Warren was young but she had learned many hard lessons in her eighteen ye*rs. Among other things she had learned to doubt the essential kindness of men. She knew something of Julian Haverholt’s reputation with women. It was not a good reputation. Feeling suddenly let down and dispirited, she watched him as he scribbled a check and handed it to Mrs. Sycott. He rose then and said, "Where is your coat. Miss Warren? I’ll take you home if I may.” Patricia flushed uncomfortably. “I didn’t wear a coat,” she said. “I hate to bother you. It’s only a step.” “But I want to take you home.” It was the twenty-seventh of December. Outside the night was raw and blustering. Patricia did not wear a wrap because she owned none. The two of them, the man in his heavy coat and the girl in her thin shabby silk dress, made a good looking pair as they stepped into the elevator. Patricia, head high, appeared untroubled by this. In the brilliantly lighted lobby they paused to wait for a cab. It was then that Haverholt touched on the subject which the girt knew inevitably would eome up. He looked st her and said: “Was James Randolph Warren a relative of yours?” “He was my father,” she replied, unconsciously adopting an attitude of defiance. She ended, “He taught me everything I know about cards.” “I guessed that.” Haverholt said nothing more. Patricia wondered how much more he knew, bow much more Eileen Sycott had told him. James Randolph Warren had been a professional gambler, a brilliant card player in the days of whist and early auction bridge, a shabby, familiar figure often to be seen in the various clubs that were willing to carry him along when he lost. To his credit it might be said that he usually won. Often he won thousands of dollars in a single evening. Patricia could remember the times when her father would rush home, his ordinarily pale face flushed and hectic, his gray eyes burning as if with fever, his pockets full of money. “The csrds were running,” he would announce to the jubilant household and for a while his family would live a luxurious existence. But there were other times —the times when he lost During one of these latter periods, he had died beneath the wheels of a speeding taxicab. He had left his family destitute. Patricia could never forget the agonizing humiliation of those frantic days when charity officials had come and gone, those days when she first began to hate her stepmother. Looking up at Haverholt the girl said bravely, “My father was a great bridge player.” “I know he was though I never

Lake County Grand Jury Opens Probe Crown Point. Ind., .Nov. 15—(UP) —Howard W. Duncan, former aaslifiant treasurer of the Northern I Indiana Public service vomqwny, < was expected to be called before the l-ake County grand jury here : today to substantiate his charges that the utility has been mismanaged. The grand Jury was called by . prosecutor Robert G. Estill to investigate charges made by Duncan I when the latter confessed embezz-

saw him piay," agreed Haverholt, as sober as the girl. Patricia scarcely heard him. Her eyes were dark with memory. As clearly as if he stood before her she saw her father, saw the charming, erratic southerner who had come north to make his fortune and who had, instead, thrown away his life in drink and gambling. His death had occurred when Patricia was twelve. Even before the sudden, shocking termination of her childhood, Patricia had wondered and feared —for her father. She ccfuld not fail to notice how all life except the life of the green baize table had seemed to slip away from the tall, stooped, gray-eyed man. James Randolph Warren had studied law but his law books lay dusty ; and unclaimed in some storage • house. Surrounded by his racketing young daughters, he used to sit at i home, wearing dressing gown and slippers, a pack of cards spread be- . fore him. For hours he would shuffle snd deal out the four hands and I always he competed chances and he : talked of the symmetry and rhythm i of cards. Patricia, grave and I solemn, would lean against his i knees while he explained to her : with his own peculiar and burning enthusiasm that in mathematics . and in cards alone was there logic. “Not luck, my child, but logic,” ’ he would say. “In the final analysis 1 luck has no chance against skill. ■ Stay in the game long enough and ’ luck will turn, must turn. But stu- ; pidity and ignorance can never conI qu e r skill and intelligence —at i bridge whist.” It was a strange life for a child, i It left Patricia with a fear and with ! a love of cards. She believed that I they had destroyed her father. But . sometimes over a card table she felt ■ as she had felt tonight—frightened . and yet fascinated by the beautiful I and implacable logic of the game of r bridge. There flowed in her veins . the blood of a gambler. She knew it Instinctively ehe shivered. i “What are you thinking?” broke in Haverholt's voice at her elbow. , “I wasn’t |hinking,” the girl re- > plied slowly. “I was remembering.” t Momentarily his glance was ques- ’ tioning. When Patricia volunteered no further information, he diverted ■ to say, “Can you be ready to move • on Saturday?” “To move?" she eehoed, startled, i “You’ll live at my place, of 1 course,” he advised her lightly. “I 1 have a whole house in Murray Hill t —plenty of room.' Tomorrow I’ll > have my housekeeper clear out a i suite for you.” 1 “I’m not sure—” began Patricia t uncomfortably. “My secretaries have always s lived at the house,” he continued i serenely. “It’s the only possible arr rangement. In your case it will be - absolutely essential. You’re to be , not only my secretary but my i bridge partner as well. The Rrown- . lee Cup tournament takes place in i May. Well need every available 1 moment until then for practice. I 1 warn you I’m a slave-driver.” e Patricia was discomfited by his s rather high-handed manner. Der cidedly she did not wish to move e into his Murray Hill mansion. Have erholt’s arguments sounded glib .- and unconvincing. But at that mo- - ment the cab arrived. There was no c chance for her properly to frame d her objections. n Patricia’s poverty-stricken home i- was only one block distant, so strange are the caprices of neigh•l borhood in New York City. She had a grown up in the shadow of the Sixth Avenue Elevated tracks, had r played her childish games in streets

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whose sunshine *».. with the pat'ern of -j cKer. "i6ht"' MB ing that ei gi.. side her ,«n s f <. raeiJ more across f a ~s a , "Mrs. In silence the two tn. :.-i . M., y , She w . in P - .. His ■' n. the '■‘ rp ' ' " • : ’.e ■ She str.pgi..( frar.ttcaSJ, lessly. Mg "i-<: me go.” BB For an :- stant the J I struggh • E.- t, ulta-.' • 4 ar.d heard I ' - ► arse e-B ? ■ -s savag- ■ limp a- r>. flat! - . HeicK ( . ■ ( face ih. .-rtoit blinking s(likes wildered. K ik.-.c.izgM steadily. ■ ".M> (liar i.ttie pri,’jrß mince'! hesita • . ■ scorn h.e certa • paa made ■ him ani Haver' ' ’ "MSIK! covert ...-ah ; the fl - ' he “Stop b a: not a crim.’al. I told sorry, did’;': I’ Well thee—'l “Good ■ she and t’jr- • ' • back on ha., “Wait a n .nute." he startled. "W, re going UMM this, aren’t we? We're work togett.' -. arentwe. Patricia's breast rose wit a long sigh. “No,” she -aid cleariy, W not!” ■ Bcfur' (..zee pening a : sar.geii in Patricia ■■■. gone. VlßStibu'i . - in his i:f' ■ a loss. I'"' •>’ tatively. was Apain he • ■ deiiberau -cecte'ii his casc. ’ bbied job is st.!, open.” thrust ti : te-eath door. He waited a M longer and ac - at a jau: "■ he str ” ■ the night. J On the ch '" 3‘ d « r! the shabby living home. P.-.f < cried , rise and fall of her mFM single ev( the . brilliar ■ "mK fu: “ n pictured. 'oo n' udl , bear. Sh" 1 >"1 , How she bated hhnIt did no: oeeur tc, iwj™ , might still , pert’s glittering r..er « followed I y >■(■ "'ean ''P ! cere apology !'-l made •»• , impossible to her. ■ 1 (To Br