Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 32, Number 26, Decatur, Adams County, 30 January 1934 — Page 2

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f CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, AND NOTICES FOR SALE FOR SALE —Bay mare, 4 yrs. old. Cow coming fresh soon. Max Thieme, route 8, Decatur. 24a3tx FOR SALEf—Beautifyl $685 baby grand piano. Can be had for small unpaid balance of 1188.40. Payable $S per month to reliable party. Please give reference and we will advise where piano may be seen. Write Decatur Democrat, Boa E.M.H. a-25-3 FOR SALE Two radios. Phllco and Croaley electric. M. L. Foor, | Pleasant Mills. 26-3txj FOB SALE Air compressor with! tank. Fred Foster, Monroe, Phone 75. 26-3 t FOR SALE — Two good hard coal brooder stoves, 1,000 size Newton oil brooder, 1.400 size us d 3 weeks. Feeders and waterers. Priced right. Eular Hill, 2 miles north, H mile west Wren, Ohio. a-2a-3tx FOR SALE —Pianos, new player pianos % their original price; , aiightly used players, like new, % their former price. Sprague Furniture Co., phone 199. 25t3 WANTED WANTED TO BUY — Little Red Clover seed and Searrified Sweet clover red. Inquire at 1044 Russell St. 26-a3tx o , A REAL HAIR CUT 15e. You need our prices. We need your patronage. Come in and see us. W. A. Fonner. 415 N. 7th st., Decatur. 2f>a3tx u COURT HOUSE Will Probated Will and codicil of the late Henry C. Getting probated, Henry L. Getting and William Scheumann. exe-, eutors. Admission Ordered Palsy Ann Reynolds, daughter ol | Mr. and Mrs. Paul Reynolds, report of doctor filed, admission granted to Riley Memorial hospital at Indianapolis. 0 COLLECT NEAR TWO MILLIONS (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) repairs, and 118,696 for expenses of traveling investigators. The state beer and liquor control law became effective April 1, and : “1 ■ the following nine months the * department issued 8,521 licenses. “ They included: beer retail, rs. 4.092; beer manufacturers, 22: beer importers. 10: beer wholesalers, 161; malt retailers. 3.145: malt wholesalers. 95; malt nianufactui-> ers, 2; whisky ky wholesalers, 49; wine retailers. I 60, and wine wholesalers. 17. The department's excise revenue I . came from the following sources: 8,585.973 gallons of beer at 5 . . ce’ts a gallon: 4.009.349 pounds of malt at 2 “ cents a pound; 511.743 pints of whisky at 25 | cents a pint; 1.535 pints of wine at 25 cents a pint. Excise collections for tlie first' ■ half of January showed a decided ; slump in consumption immediately - following the holidays, Lesh re- ‘ ported. Get the Habit — Trade at Homa

Roy s. fil Johnson W Auctioneer {Jr . Now booking winter and spring A. sale dates. My Ji dates are filling fast, claim your date early. Jan. 31 —Zerkel and Lauten- • schlnger. 2 miles east of Decatur, closing out sale. Feb. I—Mrs.1 —Mrs. John Etzler, 3 mi. south, 1 mile west of Convoy, O. Closing out sale. Feb. 6—Aaron Oyer, near Elmhurst school, west of Waynedale. Closing out sale. Feb. 7—Roy Gibson. 4% pi lies south and 2 miles west of Decatur. Closing out sale. Feb. B—Mrs. Oren I’. Lare, 2 miles south of Monroeville. Closing out sale. Feb. 10—Decatur Horse sale and Community sale. Sale barn, Decatur, Ind. Feb. 14—L. E. Mcßride. 1 nine south, % mile west of Magley. Closing out sale. Feb. 20 —Louis Keltner, 2% mile east of Cavett, Ohio. Closing out sale. March 1— Monroeville Chester White Breeders sale of bred sows, on the Bert Marquardt farm, 4 miles north of Monroeville, on the Lincoln Highway. Office in Peoples Loan «■ Trust Bldg. ->*•! >A4 T,„ mo?

MARKETREPORTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL AND FOREIGN MARKETS BERNE MARKET Corrected Jen- 30 No commission and no yardage I 160 to 210 lbs 13.65 I 210 to 250 lbs $3 55 250 to 300 lbs. 13.45 300 to 350 lbs W. 30 , 140 to 150 lbs 83.20 140 to 160 lbs 82.25 Rouglie - 82.50 Stags —- $1.50 Vealera s>.oo Lambs 88.50 Decatur Produce Company — Ego Market No. 1. dozen — I® l ' No. 2. dozen - —-— No. 3. dozen — ———lo c Fort Wayne Livestock Hogs 5c lower; 160-200 lbs. $3.80; 200-250 lbs. $3.70; 250-300 lbs. $3.60; 300-350 lbs. $3.45; 150160 lbs. $3 40; 140-150 lbs. $3.15; IDs. $2.95; 100-130 lbs. $2.45; roughs $2.75; stags $1.75. Calves $7; lambs $8.75. East Buffalo Livestock Hog receipts 1,800; holdovers 0; active, steady to mostly 10c over Monday’s average; bulk desirable 150 to 220 lbs.. $4.25; few 150 lbs. $4.10; 230 to 250 lbs. $4.10 to $4.15; 260 to 280 lbs. $3.85 to $4; weights below 150 lbs., $2-75 to $3.85. Cattle receipts 50; market nominally steady. Calf receipts 50: vealers unchanged $7.50 down. Sheep receipts 100; only odds and ends on sale; all grades quoted steady. CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE May July Sept. Wheat . . 92% 91% 92% Corn 52% 54% 56% Oats 38% 37% 37% LOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected Jan. 25 Nc 1 New Wheat, 60 lbs or better 82c No. 2. New Wheat 58 lbs. 81c Old Oats 32c New Oats 30c First Class Yellow Corn 58c Mixed corn 5c less Soy Beans 50c-60c Test Your Knowledge | — Can you answer seven of these tese Questions? Turn to page Four for the answers. | 1. Where is the Province of Madras? 2. Where is Ohio Northern University? 3. >A -cording to legend, who was the founder of Carthage? 4. Is barbering a trade or a profession? 5. Who was Secretary of the Trea 'sury in the cabinet of President I Taft 6. What do s tiie name Leo mean? 17. From what language is the word Stadium derived? 8. Where is the home of the evangelist. Billy Sunday? 9. Who was Benjamin Disraeli? 10. What is the Pentateuch’.' o Climb San Francisco Peak Flagstaff, Ariz.—(U.R>— Daring below zero weather ard tempestuous winds, two surveyors here have crowned the 12,611 foot San Francisco peak with a flag which can be seen by surveyor’s telescopes for IQp miles. Jesse Gregg and Charles Cory scaled the peak in II hours and mounted a flag which will be used as a triangulation point by c gineers in a survey of Indian reservations. 0 Catches Mahogany Log Hamilton, Bermuda. (U.K, —Fishing off Somerset, a Bermuda fisherman hacked an object which he thought at first was a whale. It proved to be a mahogany log weighing about five tons. It was towed to Hamilton a d hoisted to the quay |>y a derrick The log is believed to have been washed overboard from the cargo of a passing . ship some months ago. o Ge‘ the Habit — Trade at Home

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Annuals for All Purposes

Here are lists of annuals to fit the various purposes and portions of the border. Tall growers for background— Castor beans, annual sunflowers, cosmos. African marigolds, spider plaut tCleoine), plumy celosia or coxcomb, clumps of sweet peas, and the flowering tobaccos, par

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SYNOPSIS After three years in Europe, lovely Stanley Paige, young society girl, returns to New York. She phones Perry Deverest, who had been madly in love with her before she was rushed abroad following her father's death. Stanley, however. was not so sure of her heart at the time. Perry realizes, after seeing Stanley again, that he is still in love with her hut steels himself against committing himself until his love is reciprocated. Stanley. on her own as long as she could remember, was never sure of what she wanted in life. Perry takes her to Nigel Stern's studio party where she meets handsome Drew Armitage, "who has away with women.” Stanley is attracted to him immediately. He suggests that they get ' away from the crowd and go on the roof. CHAPTER FOUR She ran up the stairs and together they stepped out into the night. The sky was black and quite without stars. There was a little i breeze and occasionally a brief < spatter of raindrops. Drew, with an ' expansive gesture, made her a present of the sky and the wandering little breeze and the rooftops of Washington Square. “N o t as nice as a penthouse bungalow but the best I can on such short notice. Would you care to smoke?" Stanley nodded, glad of the cool air against her uplifted, flushed face. The sky seemed to swing very low. She felt suddenly that this was the most important moment she had ever known. That all sorts of things might happen—all sorts of things over which she had no control. She was no longer frightened. She was just terribly . aware of the night and of herself and of this tall young man beside , her. He lighted two cigarettes at the same time and handed her one. They walked together to where the i wall of the house rose a few feet above the roof, making a low parapet. “Tell me about—you,” he said, letting his arm brush her shoulder, not looking at her at all. “All I know about you is that I have never seen you before, that you have a boy's name and very, very disturbing eyes.” Stanley laughed. She was sur- > prised to find she did it quite easily. She had thought perhaps she couldn't manage to be so casual, as though this was just like any time, anywhere. “You’ve never seen me because I’ve been in Europe for three years and my father gave me his name and my mother was entirely to blame for my eyes. You see it’s all very easily explained.” “You’re so good at it,” he told her evenly, “perhaps you can explain why we suddenly see each other for the first time and are—as we are. Feel as we do.” “I don’t know what you mean.” Stanley stared straight ahead, her chin once more lifted defensively, her voice steady with a fierce steadiness. “Oh, yes, you do. You know exactly what I mean. It’s what made you: hand shake so when 1 touched it—it’s what made you leave the party and come up here with me—why, you’re trembling right now—you poor little devil!”

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a bold and tall group. For masses of color —Petunia, zinnia, marigolds, calendulas, Phlox Drummond!, verbena, stock, asler, salvia and poppies. For edges and borders — Sweet alyssum, dwarf nasturtiums, lobelia, dwarf marigold (Tagetes sig i nata pumila), ageratum.

He flung his cigarette away, put his arms about her, tipped her head back against his shoulder. “Like to be kissed?” he asked her softly, bringing his mouth close to her parted lips. “Not—promiscuously.” She wantto close her eyes. She forced herself not to. She must keep them open. Laugh at him with them—now that her lips refused to do so. "Meaning what?” “Meaning that I don’t know you.’’ “Then — you don’t want me to kiss you?” “No." It was a mere whisper of word. He let her go immediately. Reached for another cigarette. “Very well. You de, you know, but if you’d rather well pretend you don't—though why you should want to pretend that—” She turned back to him, clenching angry hands. She was trembling with desire and choked with frustration. “I suppose you can’t understand a girl not allowing you to kiss her—” “You’re quite wrong,” he contradicted her quietly. “What I can't understand is a girl not allowing me to kiss her when she wants to be kissed as badly as you want to be.” “I’d like to go back to the party." She walked rapidly away from him, toward the hatchway. The sky seemed to come down very close. A spatter of rain struck her hair and lay like tears on her face. She had quite reached the opening before she realized that he was not following her. That he was standing where she had left him, the tip of his cigarette glowing brightly in the thick darkness. “Come back here,” he said slowly. She did not turn. Neither did she go on. “Come back here,” he repeated gently. “No-” "Yes.” She turned and stared at him. On her shoulder, Perry’s gardenias trembled in the little breeze. But Perry no longer existed. She went toward him slowly. Inevitably. As if she had known all the time that in the end she would go. That in the end it would be like this. * » • Stanley was very quiet as Perry drove her home through deserted streets. She sat slumped beside him, her chin buried in the deep fur of her coat. “Tired, Stan?” “Yes—no, that is, I don't know, Perry.” Perry stared straight ahead, his hands quiet on the wheel. He had been drinking quite a bit ard when he spoke again his voice was rough. “What happened between you and Armitage tonight?" Stanley did not turn her head to look at him. “Why?” Perry shrugged. “You know what I mean—did he make love to you and did you like it?”Stanley answered him at once, and a bit defiantly. “I don’t have to answer that question, Perry, but I will. He did make love to me and I did like it." “I’m sorry dartin’, I was rude as the deuce.” Perry’s voice was suddenly contrite. A minute later he said, “Are you in love with him, Stan?” Stanley considered a moment. Not his question but her answer.

stocks and forget-nie-uots. For loug stems for cutting—i 1 Asters, calliopsis. mourning bride, or scablosa. cosmos. Shorter stems for cutting—Mar-1 I igolds. snapdragons, calendulas, sweet peas, annua! chrysanthemums. bachelor buttons, and ' sweet sultans, ten weeks’ stocks and gypsophila. For the shady portions — Pansies. torenias or wishbone plaat, godetia, forget-me-nots. nemo- , phila, musk plant and other varieties of the handsome monkey I flower. | For very hot situations — Suu- ' flowers, heliotrope, portiriaca. ice plant, petunias, balsam, annual j gaillardia. ; For light or poor soil—Nasturtiums. Clarkia, godetia. poppy, portulaca. zinnias. Plants that bloom after frost— Sweet alyssum, bachelor's but-

; “1 suppose 1 am.” I “So it’s like that,” Perry nodded slowly. “I thought it was like that |' —but I had to be sure.” ■ “There's no good lying to you—or to myself. I don’t mind telling you, Perry, I’m a little bit frightened.” i “That's because you’ve never been in love before. You're afraid , of it. Don’t be.” “You’re nice. Perry.” ’ “I'm jealous as the dickens. I love i you myself.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault. I’ll get over it. I did once before —at least, I almost did." Perry laughed shortly, mirthlessly. It’s quite all right with me, darlin’ —if he can make you happy. In the darkness he scowled suddenly. “I only wish I could be sure, darlin’,. some way I'm not —” “Listen, Perry. About Drew—tell me about him—everything.” Stanley’s voice was huskily imperative. “What shall I tell you? That he is outrageously good-looking and about thirty and single? That he’» a friend of Johnnie Crampton's—remember Johnny? They roomed together at Amherst. Johnny brought him on here from the Chicago branch last fall. I have an idea he hasn’t much money. But he doesn’t need much—he has about everything else. Is that enough or do you want to know more?” “Yes. I want to know why you , don’t like him, Perry.” “I do like him.” “I’m sorry, but you don’t.” Perry shrugged. “Perhaps it's because I sensed in him a heavy rival. You don’t expect me to love him, do you, Stanley?” “No, but—” She let the sentence hang unfinished between them. “I’m frightened,” she repeated slowly, I “I’ve always belonged so completely to myself and now I don’t. I’m not sure I like it.” “You’ll like it, all right. I imagine all women like belonging to i Armitage.” “You mean—a lot have?” Stanley spoke carefully above the cruel i knocking of her heart. “Oh, one way or another. He’s attractive, Stanley. You can’t expect a man like that to have lived like a monk." Perry hurried over the words roughly, driving rapidly. “No, I suppose not.” Stanley stared quite hard into the flood of I their headlights. , “Don’t worry about Drew’s past," , Perry told her a little later, breaking a small silence, “he’s crazy about you. His future is yours for the asking.” “Why couldn’t it have been you, ( Perry?” she said a bit wistfully, I leaning her head against his arm. i “It would have been nice—falling in love with you.” I “But uninterestin', darlin', terribly uninterestin’.” Perry laughed > briefly, gave her arm an affectionate little squeeze. “If you ever want t me, though, I’ll most probably be ! hanging around somewhere waiting for a chance to sneak back.” He looked down at her, caught ,’ a fleeting glimpse of her face as i they passed a street light. It was ] small and white and pathetically tense. He leaned over and kissed i her—lightly, gently, as one might kiss a small child. » (To Be Continued) Copyright, 1932, by Allene Corliss • Distributed by King Feature* Syndicate, (nc.

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~ ———— I tons, petunias, marigold*. ! .mlas, candytuft, stocks and phlox, . Drummond!. ui.- nn «tte I Fragrant plants - ' I heliotrope, nasturtiums, alyMum. Iten-week*’ stocks •‘ nd ***“,. ! Annual vines- Morning «10l * ■ both the old-fashioned ami th tlapanese; moonflower*. Japa -j I hop. clinging nasturtium, cardinal. ’climbers, cobaea, cypress vine | balloon vine, scarlet runner and| I hyacinth beaus. Suggestions for Color Harmonies- For yellow uud deep blues. | white cosmos, annual j eentaurea*. blue larkspurs, Suan. river daisies. lobelia tenuoir and the dwarf forms, burnt or * u *’'| I shades iu tbe zinnias and the Can-| I fornia poppies. latvender, violet and orangeAgeratum. African marigolds.. as-| ters, lilac, larkspurs, heliotrope.

SYNOPSIS After three years in Europe, lovely Stanley Paige, young society girl, returns to New York. She phones Perry Deverest, who had been madly in love with her before she was rushed abroad following her father’s death. Stanley, however, was not so sure of her heart at the time. Perry realizes, after seeing Stanley again, that he is still in love with her but steels himself against committing himself until his love is reciprocated. Stanley. on her own as long as she could remember, was never sure of what she wanted in life. Perry takes her to Nigel Stern’s studio party where •he meets handsome Drew Armitage, "who has away with women." They fall in love on sight On the way home Stanley asks Perry. “Why couldn't it have been you? He assures her he will be in the background always — waiting. He wonders if Drew could make her happy. CHAPTER FIVE Drew rang her bell the next morning at exactly eleven. The night before he had invited himself to breakfast. “After all," he had said, smiling at her in that last, fleeting moment before they went back to the party, “that is the final test, isn’t it? If we feel the same way in the morning, it's pretty obvious that it's real, don’t you think?” It was early April and Sunday morning. Ellen had set the breakfast table in front of one of the dc-p drawing room windows. The sun splashed warmly across silver and linen and a bowl of yellow daffodils; spilled itself brightly over the mauve carpet There wa s a pleasant smell of cigarette smoke and percolating coffee and Parma violets. “I’m not sure your Ellen approves of me,” Drew confided gravely to Stanley across the little table. "I’m net sure I do myself." She met his eyes with a certain brave directness. She felt more sure of things this morning. She could think more clearly, look at him without that foolish feeling of suffocation. Perhaps it was because for the time being she felt safe from the assault of his lips, his eyes, his hard, young arms. “That’s quite all right with me. People we approve of are so often stodgy, don’t you think? I've an idea we scarcely ever love them. And you do love me, don’t you, Stanley?” Now she was trembling again. Neither the sunlight nor the smell •f the gently percolating coffee nor the fire that burned slowly on the hearth could make her feel safe, secure from that note in his voice; that tender, laughing, insistent note that clutched at her heart and squeezed it tight She lifted her eyes and answered hi m clearly. "I seem to — very much.” He leaned forward, laid his hand over hets. “Don’t be so darned tense about it, darling. You ought to be happy. But you’re not — you’re scared.” • “Perhaps I haven't had time to get used to it.” “Y ou don’t get used to being in love, Stanley, you simply are. Please believe that.” You're very expert about this sort of thing, aren’t you, Drew?” He grinned at her briefly. “It’s instinctive with me, I imagine. And I’ve never loaded myself down with a lot of stupid inhibitions. While you—” He shrugged, frowned at her gently. “Try to let yourself go, Stanley—you’ll find it much the best way.” "You’ve had lots of experience, I expect” She said it lightly, pro- | vocatively, while in her heart something twisted suddenly like a sharp little knife. “I suppose I have—one way or znother,” he agreed gravely. “While

___ I I iwarf marigold* .8® Pink and b' ll6 “ Lustious tai mine larkspur and blue shades, The lighter blue lobelias. Swan I river daisy, phlox Drummond!, a., "orange "and scarlet - Nasturtiums. calliopsis. salvia. California fpopplr. orange African marigo da. : the French marigold*. aalvlas.| Z "\"Tiirlv well-balanced border i I furnishing flowers for all purpo.ee would contain the following. Asttrs balsams, bachelor s buttons | 'and the sweet sultans; coxcomb, i the Plumy varieties; wooiflower | and cristata sorts; the annua pinks. California. Shirley and i other annual popples, sweet alys-; ! sum ageratum, phlox Drummoi.di. lealliopsis. flow ring tobaccos.. , summer cypress or kochia, portuOTHt pea. riMta* cosmos, .

Ak 4C* s* jf L 'La.. J. Me '/ju * JW 'll W'. wN |A/ w” W JP'i ft IB*'" iu/ i iiiii \M / vWU hi vA. / v/f L W’ 1 -J® 1 11Wzw cer iiil i BkjM' "You're beautiful!" He bent to her. "You're beautiful and mine, Stanley.”

I imagine you have had very little." She nodded, lighted a cigarette with not quite steady fingers. "Almost none at all, I should say.” “I think I knew that. I think I knew that almost at once. There’s something about you, Stanley,” he considered her with slightly closed, speculative eyes, “you’ve never been mauled, nor even kissed much, I 1 imagine. You eculdn't have been and remained so—exquisite. There’s something about you that’s sweet and young and fearfully innocent. It's a bit frightening and wholly enchanting.” He smiled suddenly. “I’m just selfish enough to be glad about it. To be glad that I'm the first, you know.” “You don’t object to — the responsibility?” She managed to return his smile with one that was fleet and a little pleading. It made her eyes go suddenly soft and wide. “Object to it? I love it!” An hour later they were in , Drew’s car, headed for the open country. “We’re going quite away from the world,” he told her, slidI ing down beside her, until his • shoulders brushed hers, “and try i to make up for all the time we’ve , missed. Not that we’ll ever be able ; to do it, of course, but it’ll be nice i trying!” I Afterward Stanley eould never remember what they talked about. I She could never remember anything ’ except the way Drew’s profile looked against the blur of flying hill1 side and vivid sky, the way his 1 voice sounded against the soft sing- ; ing of the wind, against the even • softer murmur the motor. She could never remember anything ex- > cept a road going ever up, a sky that dipped down to meet it, a i rush of wind against her face, the . smell of young, growing things: slender birches tipped with newi bom green, wayside brambles trembling into adolescent loveliness, the > deep, burnished red of swollen wil--1 low branches. i Some time in the afternoon they ) stopped for lunch at a farmhouse, t high up in the hills. A freshly f painted sign, “Tourists Accommo- ) dated—chicken dinners," was drying on the porch and the place was , quite obviously not ready for vis- ■ itors. But a broad-breasted woman • in a checked gingham dress gave > them fried chicken and coffee and fresh rhubarb tarts. They ate at a table in the big, cheerful kitehen, !_the dining room being in the throe*

annual larkspurs i; , ondula. Frenc h „ n ,| u golds. petu llld , | stocks. Probe Shooting Os I Wells County fJ I Bluffton, ind . ,| all ■ I A mysterious , i;t , |B. Falk. 40. a ® I mile sout ii of , W ! to officials today ” A bullet fired ■ dow of his horn.- s !ni , k F ® ■heal but fulled i„ j, skull. His vouditam w u / He could giv>- no niui ‘ iVe ® shooting. B xv K<>u n <l and square 1 v\ ednesday night, sfl Kink.* I

U.u' of spring cleaning A lazy cat slept ir i ; a sunlight and on a ' '.: walnut clod. utes. “j Once more in t: •' ■ .■-. j ever upward. I'r.-.v • and said softly, "I • •.•^Bj v told you yet, th..- . ingly beautiful." She did not look at ha^B® 5 stared straight . ' love expertly. In .v as you drive.” S: g : ' underlip between h ■ '.'..^B 0, hadn't meant t.> s;<> it ed flippant and st ~; Drew flung her a quiet “Both require a ■ at steady hand.” F r ' his fingers over her They warm and firm- ' r( j own trembled be’-a; dy. They did not speak again ~ they had reached ’ steeply rising h;i. 1 tc.v r down, turned the parked it beneath a c- , apple tree. “Imago '; way up here to kiss you thought I was ha: ' oiled iH such things!” He h. ■- u, ’i sat staring down at ’ ’ encircling but not t ; Below them the v . J fall away, to lie like a huge M at their feet—while o. r thcaß shutting them quite r. *as’.r.eß| » expanse of a high. ' j| sky. A sky in which n-.vledlM y drifting white clouds. their just touched with g B “It’s beautiful!” Str. -fl still within the circle i his «fl flung out her hands m. a rugfl little gesture of re-. e '>B beauty that closed ar “You’re beautiful'” ile berfl her. “You’re beautiful and mine, Stanley." He k :.<sfl ly, possessively. Felt 'he suM surrendering respon e ‘B young mouth. B B “Be good to me. F v — M words were a whisp r sweet against his m I" B moment Stanley stm i -'fl gling. In that momer' v.-eM love. It had not come t B she hoped it would — ’ B pleasantly. It had sp'" at ß suddenly and almost ru:r ■ it was stronger than » as ß it was futile to fight • She stopped trying. B (To Be Confine- 4 ' Copyright. 1932. by A I OUliibuted by King Feature ■