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TEST rjl EXTENSIVE „ Cattle Now In MKy All States For | Disease :r ‘ l ■-The testing ’ Bi " lis ,lis< '“ s< ' is Hl In combating ’'B =•♦ , ' l ' l , ! ‘ ini:L ' l! indu.sU^^K r . . : .O' offiy'i £. I( ig|i ihe aid of federal minis allocated by the mnlier. and October # *E "W 1 ' ; s or about 14 icercent and designated for slaughter. Before the —specialists of the 'K-rune® l estimated that about 15 ' *72 |t of reactors would be 1 L EE ■ - ■tiqjt taking blood samples ' .objected to an aggluKnatWl[ I' ~ ' at an approved laborthat have made most pro- ‘' -ssi! l he work during the four Eoatfl»»• Virginia. Ohio. Minne Watt Wisconsin, in each of ' t 3 thou 211.000 cattle were | B M '<|ooß CHILD I JHDWt SCHOOL D ' AU£N a IR£LAND 3| | Pbf'tid tad Health Uuctisoa Bl XfC f' s“'< Dffrartmtfi of Public lustructiou Basketball «•'» | A ®od game to play and a great ■pme>t 1 watch, but what strenuous • iiiti EctilW can b®' Indeed, some regard it as the most »t7** ML strenuous of our __ popular sports. Fu» 1 Disregarding that dhets. I point, we do know 555 that it is full / possibilities for strain, particularly upon the heart. For. b tunately, most boys ■md girls playing basketball are Bnafll adult supervision or we ■ydflsee far more damage than is 'RE the case. And fortunately — ■ tol ' ® l ' practice of Requiring nrediof all team candi- ■ 'oncoming quite general. ■ If ft is is not the case in your ■ eqKmty, and you happen to be ■ the father or mother of a growing 3to«ft| girl. I urge you to give some 1 to the situation. Discuss I Bit it your family physician a»: ■ vtflhe school principal. Lest you F get w. wrong idea, may I emphaB sidhat it isn’t the game that is at IRsttn°r would I have it disconB tiafl anywhere. The points to B coifflcr are these: the child, his ■ hefli. strength, fitness, heart i ■, B eo ßFi° n ; the frequency of playlength of the gume or I I W™ period; and the size and I *TF es th® other players. ■ 3 other words, we should al- ■ WMbe sure that the game is suitI the individual child, and B flMit isn't overdone. We must be ! too, that correct diet and ■ VBl sleep are accompaniments of 1 sport. I 2h value of fresh milk aa e t B l&bkjul food, and hou> a problem ■ evening it was met in one com- ■♦’ b e subject of Dr. I ■fl'L next article. 1 n

to Do—No Honeymoon s IB 5 W> Js ’l<L ®wW TMBfiW ■ IImSbSHBwB ■ jwaags I ■ S'?* ■ i MW~ S '• ,J M II Jill I 't^. 4 T I l>W¥ ■ *4= ■ /y. ■ ?> ■?,<<:> .ay.; .J*i j •■.s&Xs>W a v' a K% *’ 111 4 IB ! -y / jg \_ ..„„ ■ <•< m ♦• Vnma I ■ Eloping to screenland's "Gretna Green •'■ ", w o ]]ywood'* I BSullavan, film actress, and William Wylei,, ‘ cl {n <0 ’ tllg ciael n» M latett newlyweds, are pictured ¥?»» ? t the present time for the I | capital. No honeymoon is in prospect at the 1 ieI couple, inasmuch m both are working on pictures.

tested The largest waiting list in 1 any state at the end of October was lin Minnesota where 360,00« irattle are listed for testing. In all states there was a total of 891,968 cattle ,on waiting lists on October 31. . "Although the progress thus far | in the Bang's disease work Is very ' encouraging.” says Dr. A. E. Wight., in charge of the campaign for the bureau of animal Industry, "wei feel that it is only a beginning. Judging from the size of the waiting lists and the preparations being made for testing in several states the number of cattle tested next month will lie much larger." Details of the progress of testing for Bang's disease in the various states are to be made available to the public in a monthly statistical summary. Tests have been conducted in Adams county. 0 ■ DEADLINE FOR FILING JAN. 2 (CONTINUED FROM FAO® ONE) father. A widow who has remarried before making and filing application for adjusted service credit loses entitlement thereto. Haymond Kohne is service offi- ■ cer of Adams post and local veterans may file claims through Mr. Kohne. | o— CLUB PLANNING ANNUAL PARTY | CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE Ray Moser, Frank Gillig. Packing Committee (Candy and Toys) Elsie Brunnegraff, Lorena RepI pert, Et na Weiland, Ethel Tumble- | son, Inez Heller, Esther Deßolt,. June Miller, Luetta Reffey, Mary J. I Fritzinger, Fern I’asswater, Tillmou Gehrig, Ida Potts, George My-' ers, Dora Miller, Frank Bohnke,, Ralph Roop, Mary K. Leonard, ; Chas. Langston, Carl Smith, Wm. Heim. Balloon Committee Alva Buffenbarger, Kenneth Eady, George Myers, Harry King, Dewey Neidigh, Fred Chronister. Gift Booth Committee Katherine Hyland, Fern Passwater, Inez Heller, Ida Potts, Elsie ■ Brunnegraff. Esther Deßolt, Agnes I Nesswald, Lorena Reppert, Mary I K. Leonard, June Miller. 0 AVERAGE COST OF HOMES NOT OVER $3,000 CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) construction ol tlie* sewerage receptaeles will be fairly expensive. Cisterns also will be installed. The administration expenses will be in-1 eluded The interior of the houses will be finished with a wood fibre material. These will be painted instead of papered.

It is now planned to paint each room ip one of the first houses completed a different color. Homesteaders will then be invited to visit this house and select the color scheme for their own homes. oLOCAL MEN ARE UNDER ARREST i CONTINUED FROM was taken into custody by Chief of police Orrie Sawyer and later tinned over to sbito trooiper-s from Lig-

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onler. They were lodged in the county jail at Albion pending their hearing. 0 SNOW AND COLD COVERS NATION (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) mountains and in much of the old south. Central and southern Illinois, the Carolina, Georgia and Tennessee saw their first snow of the winter. In the entire country only southern California and New Mexico and the tip of Florida escaped from the cold. The mercury dropped to 24 hi Atlanta, 11 in Chicago; 16 in NewYork city, and 12 in Buffalo. The

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CHAPTER XXI She borrowed the little car, drove home and got out her evening dress and slippers. She wanted to be at her best tonight—appearing at such an intimate and attractive place as the Seabreeze pool with such a distinguished escort as Earl Harrow. This, she was sure, would be a night to be remembered. When she appeared for dinner Harrow’s eyes seemed to shine with pride. He said nothing about it. but she couldn’t help feeling he was admiring her. Spike Winch was outspoken. “You look like a million, Kay!” he exclaimed. Harrow’s thoughtfulness showed itself in the dinner which included most of Kay’s favorite dishes, among them broiled pompano, shrimp cocktail and Camembert. It also included a very fine wine which she supposed must be a rarity indeed. The movie was good, too, though there was one disturbing thing about it: the two “muggs” as Spike 1 called them who were on the boat 1 to guard Harrow sat two rows directly behind. Kay saw them when ! she turned. After the show, she took a long time dressing so as to look her very best for the dance. Strangely enough, things suited her tonight. Her hair behaved beautifully and in the light from the dressing table had a coppery glint she liked to see; the dress looked refreshingly different, somehow; and her eyes and complexion were at their best, looking into the mirror just before turning off the light, she found herself hoping that Ida Campbell would be at the dance. Getting into the car, Kay noticed a slight bulge under Harrow’s chocolate brown sport coat and presumed he was carrying a gun in a shoulder holster like Spike Winch’s. She tried to shrug the thought away, but it persisted. As they turned north on Halifax avenue, having crossed the bridge to the peninsula, she looked back expecting to see the two “muggs” in the big car; she was not disappointed. It was scary, but somehow there was a pleasant thrill, too, in knowing that you were brushing shoulders with mystery and danger. Though she didn’t stop to realize it in so many words, the fact was that whatever trepidation she did feel was for Harrow, not herself. Cars were lined for a block outside the jungly yard leading back to the swimming pool, and the music came clear, though softened by the distance and the night air, from back within the trees toward the river. Harrow parked the car and they walked back among the trees, up the narrow little path, through the grape arbor and into what was that night a scene that might deserve being described as a fairyland. The swimming pool itself lay among pines, palms, graceful green banana plants and huge elephant ears, and

was glassed in as with French windows. Around the sides were tables as for a sidewalk case, and colored lights and flags hung in the air- To the rear, overlooking the river, was the semi-circular dance floor much like the stern of a ship, with rail, lights and pennants. The orchestra was on a platform to the left, surrounded by tropical foliage. To the east, on a housetop at the front of the lot, was a convincing artificial moon, a graceful glowing crescent. The real moon had not yet risen out of the ocean, over the tree tops beyond. As they walked in Kay felt that she was at the moment the proudest, most fortunate girl in Daytona Beach, in Florida for that matter. People she knew spoke to her. heads turned, other heads bent together as tongues began to wag excitedly. Yes, my friends, she said to herself, this is little Kay Owen and this is the distinguished Earl Harrow. Charmed, we’re sure. At their table, she began to look around She knew nearly everyone there and hoped no one had missed her Among others she saw "Cheshire Kitty," who wrote the intimate little column for the newspaper. and "Kitty” saw her. That was as it should be. She’d be sure to read the column tomorrow. And there was Jack Dinsmore with a stunning new girl from Atlanta. And several of the Community Players—Katinka Goodrich. Welhe Shaw and Gene Duff among them. Yes, Kay Owen, this is your night. But where was Ida Campbell ? Finally, as she and Harrow moved slowly over the terrazzo dance floor, she saw Ida coming in with a large party of her own. Ida saw them at once and smiled. Kay’s smile never had been sweeter. . Ida and the tall, thin man with her, soon were dancing and drew near them. “I’m so glad you came up,” Ida said, “now we will have a party.” Obviously, she was talking to Harrow. “Won’t you come over to our table? I’ve some people you’d like.” So when the dance ended Harrow took Kay to Ida’s table. Ida made room for them at once and insisted they remain. There was nothing to do "but acquiesce, much as Kayhated to. This was all it needed to spoil a perfect evening. Time passed with much small tala and laughter. Some member* of the

full force of the wave of cold which began moving eastward from the Rockies w>as due to reach the eastarn coaet lute today. o — ' — NATIONS FEAR WAR THREAT IN BALKAN DISPUTE (CONTINUED FROM r-AGB ONB) demnation of political terrorism, by referring the Jugoslavian-Hungar-ian dispute to the regular meeting of the council in January. But a Hungarian memorandum replying to Jugoslavian charges that the assassins of King Alexander of Jugoslavia were sheltered on Hungarian territory was to be

party never left the table, others danced and several joined the swimmers in the pool. To Kay it seemed that Ida managed it so that Harrow had to remain at the table much of the time. Ida chatted of the cruise to Havana and of a prospective trip to New York in the Winter. She was crazy, she said, to be there for the opening of Harrow’s new show, “Regret Me Not.” One of the other men at the table. Jack Henderson, asked Kay to dance and monopolized her for two numbers, then kept her standing with the crowd near the orchestra watching the little negro tap dancers. When Kay returned to the table, Earl Harrow and Ida Campbell were gone. One dance went by, two, three, and still Harrow didn’t appear. Kay

W “I’m so glad you came up,” Ida said, “now we will have a party."

pretended to be interested in what Jack Henderson had to say, but inside she was angry, hurt and bewildered. For one thing, it wasn’t like Harrow, considerate as he seemed, to go out and desert her this way. Kay thought of the “muggs” and of the men who had been following Harrow apparently to do him harm for some mysterious reason. But surely they couldn't have come into the dance and have abducted both Harrow and Ida. No, there was only one thing to believe. When an hour had passed, Kay said to Jack Henderson: “I’m sorry, I’m dreadfully tired. Would you mind taking me home?” “Oh, stick around. Kay. The evening’s just a pup.” “I’m sorry.” “Well, sure, if you insist. I’ll take you home.” Hepderson put her in his big sedan and they started south on Halifax avenue. “Like to ride around a little?” he asked. “Freshen you up maybe and you won’t need to go home ?” She shook her head and smiled. “Drink maybe?” “No, thanks." So he took her to her door and then leaned down to kiss her. Kay wriggled away gracefully, said a quick, cheery “Good night,” and ran inside. It was only then that her feelings began to overpower her. ♦ ♦ * * Kay Owen sat a long time over her breakfast the morning after the swimming pool dance. It was Sunday and she did not have to report to the yacht. She reflected cynically that there was little enough reason to report any day. Things there were beyond her comprehension. At first Earl Harrow had seemed to be a glamorous possibility for a friend in court in New York theatrical circles; then ho had seemed to be interested in her personally, enough so that somehow she began to return that interest; and now 100 k.... The work she was doing for him amounted to little most days. Harrow could have done it himself if he wanted to bother. Yet for some reason he wanted to keep her near him. Meanwhile some mysterious men were keeping near him, so very near that he had hired the two “muggs” as guards. And last nicht, what had happened ? Harrow had disappeared with Ida Campbell; he hadn’t eveu stopped by the house to apologize. Decidedly, the people and affaira concerned

published today, and it was feared this would bring a new outbreak of bitterness. It was intimated that those supporting Jugoslavia would demand u change next week to reply to the Hungarian memorandum. Feeling Bitter (Copyright 1934, by IIP.) Budapest, Dec. (U.R) —Anger mounted In Hungary today as reports continued of destitute refugees arriving at frontier points, expelled from their homes in Jugoslavia. Feeling was dangerously bitter along the frontier, particularly at Roeszke, near where armed bands of Jugoslavian citizens crossed the frontier Thursday and led to false

with the Commander 111 were ge: ting to be too much for her. An hour or so after breakfast she rode her bicycle to the beach am found a place to sun-bathe near the Harvey street approach.’ Lying there alone, watching the Sunday bathers and motorists from out of town, she could see the tall lifeguard tower. A couple of weeks ago Pete Ryan had sat up there and now he was in Guatemala. Whea life began to play its tricks it didn’t seem to know when to stop. Kay supposed that, if the Commander 111 hadn’t docked at Daytona Beach because of a northeaster, Pete would still be perched atop that tower, ready to grin down at her when she stopped beneath and waved. When she returned home she

found a note from Earl Harrow. At least, she thought as she opened it, it was Ida, not the thugs. Harrow had written: “Dear Kay—l can't begin to tell you how sorry I am about last night. It was really the fault of no one. Ida asked me to drive her over to the drug store for some aspirin .-.nd she said it wouldn’t take more than one dance. I looked for you, but you were on the floor, so I told one of the men to tell you. It seems he must have forgotten. We drove over and got the aspirin, but Ida seemed to be suffering from her headache and appeared quite ill. She wanted to be driven about a bit in the cool air. I. doubt if we were gone very long and I certainly thought you had been told of the circumstances. At any rate, when I found you had gone home I drove by your house at once, but saw no light. Jack Henderson said you, too, had complained of feeling ill, so I decided not to wake you. I’m just stopping by now before starting for Jacksonville on some rather pressing business. Again—l’m very, very sorry and I trust you didn’t misunderstand.” That helped, but it still seemed thin. Next morning, however, when she went to the yacht, Kay decided to be as pleasant as usual. After all, any other attitude would seem only silly. Harrow met her as she went aboard. “Kay,” he said, “you got my note yesterday?” “Yes." “It was disgusting of me. But as I explained, it couldn’t be helped. You must think I’m about as inconsiderate as they come.” “On the contrary,” she said, smiling. “That fool! He should have told you.” “But it’s perfectly all right, Mr. Harrow.” “It can’t be. Else why the ‘Mr, Harrow’?” “Ear], then.” “Good girl.” He patted her arm. “You’re having lunch on the boat?” “Oh, don’t bother.” “No bother at all. Every day, in fact, unless you’d rather not. Now that your family’* away you should consider this a sort of auxiliary uuiue. Feel perfectly free about it.” “Thank you,” she said, >

reports abroad that Jugoslavian soldiers Invaded Hungary—an act of war. Inhabitants of the district appealto the government to send rifles and ammunition with which to repeal any further incur»ions of the bands — civilians who plunder political enemies frequently, and who have crossed the frontier before. — . ■ ■--(>“ ...I—-— STATE SOLONS WILL ORGANIZE (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) ed majority caucus chairman in the house and Sen. Henry F. Shricker, Knox, is said to be in line for majority caucus chairllian in the senate. o Propose Change In Civil Procedure Indianapolis, Dec. 8 — (U.R) — Revidion of civil litigation procedure in county courts to make each case defray its own costs was suggested today in a report of the Indiana study commission showing that 83 per cent of these charges are borne by taxpayers. The report was drafted by AusCHAPTER XXII At noon there was a small package by her plate. It bore a card with her name. Kay locked across :he table at Harrow. He seemed engrossed in something outside. She looked at Spike Winch. He merely grinned enigmatically. So she began to open it. It was a wristwatch, slender and distinguished, obviously very expensive. In the box was another card which said: “Hereafter I’ll keep better watch of the time. And you may use this to see that I do. Earl.” She had to smile. But she was embarrassed and a bit bewildered. “Earl,” she said accusingly. “Guilty as charged.” “Yoq shouldn’t have done this." “Why not? I am a great and firm believer in the old fashioned virtue of punctuality. When on your way to work in the morning, you will be able to think as you linger over a second egg of the stern taskmaster who awaits you. So, after all, you see, the aet is nothing more than rank selfishness on my part. A Harrow trait, I’m afraid.” “It’s lovely," she said. “Here,” Spike suggested, reaching for it and adjusting it for her wrist. He helped her put it on, then held her hand at arm’s length in admiration. “Boy I Oh boy I Oh boy!” he exclaimed. "A honey—and I like the watch, too, Earl.” After lunch Kay waited until Harrow was alone. “I appreciate ever so much your giving me the watch,” she said, “but I’m afraid I shouldn’t accept it.” His poise was consistent. “I’m sorry,” he retorted cheerfully. “But why not?” That was really hard to explain. She couldn’t very well say that she didn’t want to accept the watch because she was still hurt and a bit angry. That would be an admission that she had not believed his story about Ida and the aspirin, and the truth was she didn’t know what to believe. Nor could she explain that she didn’t want to be in the position of having received a gift from Earl Harrow under any circumstances. Somehow, the gesture of giving her that watch seemed to bear out the stories she had heard about the man. An innocent enough procedure, giving a girl a wristwatch, but might it not be only a beginning? And might not her acceptance be an invitation to continue? She wondered. Any of these explanations might be w-rong; all of them together might be right. So she said simply, “because I don’t feel that I should.” “Perfectly all right, Kay,” he said. “Not angry with me, though?” “No,” she admitted. “Perfectly all right then.” But Kay wondered if she had lied. Maybe she was angry with him. Oh, why in heaven’s name should she be, though? That was what worried her. Was there a change coming over her that made her prone to jealousy and spite? There couldn’t be, she told herself, and in the next moment, there could. Better not to think about. Better to keep one’s feet firmly on the ground. That afternoon, alone for a while on the boat, she took stock. In a way, hers was not a pleasant position. Really, she was obligated to Harrow and she hated the feeling. It prevented her from thinking clearly and acting with freedom. Whatever the situation might be there was always the thought that Harrow had made a job for her, had halfway promised to help her begin a career. The more she thought of it and of his calm gesture in offering her the watch, the angrier she became. Did he think he could treat her as he might any amusing little charmer? A slap in the face, then a wristwatch as a balm. Not for her. Spike came in. “Matter with you and the boss?” he asked. “Nothing,” Kay said coolly. “Excuse me.” “Nothing to excuse you for.” “Well, that’s good. Thought you might be miffed at me, too.” “I’m not ‘miffed* at anybody,” Kay declared with pointed precision of diction. Spike sat down opposite her and took out a fresh cigar. Nipping off the tip, ho studied her through squinting eyes. “Earl probably thinks you’re sore, though,” he remarked. “Why should he think anything of the kind?” “Because you wouldn’t take the watch.” “Oh, and so you think so, too?” “I’m not paid to think of you.” Spike was being very pleasant, so pleasant Kay could not take offense. “I’m paid to think of Earl and to make the gu-reat pu-üblic think of him.” “I see.” “That isn’t saying I don’t think ■bout you. baby.” -So?” He nodded, grinning challengingly. “Any thinking I do of you is for

tin V. Clifford. Indanapolls attorney, and Bernard C. Gavit, (loan of the Indiana University school of law, members of a subcommittee on administration of justice of the study commission. They urged that the state legislature increase the schedule of costs for civil cases in county courts and that a minimum cost deposit be demanded prior to court action. Air Mail Pilot Burns To Death Columbia, Mo., Dee. S —(UP) — Lew Bowen of Kansas City, a pilot of the Braniff airlines, was burned to death early today when tots air mail plane crashed along side U. S. Highway 4b near here. Bowen was flying on the air route from Kansas City to >UWcago. NRA Code Violator Convicted By Jury Harrisburg, Pa., Dec. B—(U.R8 —(U.R) — Consul for Fred C. Perkins, small battery manufacturer charged with violating NRA wage provisions, j immediately will appeal his conviction challenging the constitu-

little Spike’s benefit, though. That’s outside of working hours. Get it?” “Well, it’s not especially subtle, you know.” ■* “And, having done some thinking about you, I want to tell you something." “If you must.” “Things are kind of tough.” “What things?” “Things. People.” He made a vague gesture, fluttering his open hand beside his head. “Trouble around here.” “But how does that concern me? That is, if you’re thinking of what I am.” “I’m thinking about the hoods that have been tailing Earl.” “That’s what I mean.” “Well, it’s liable to concern you." Kay frankly stared at Spike Winch. “Concern me?” she asked. “How could it concern me? They seem to be following Mr. Harrow, but I fail to see how that could possibly concern his secretary—unless perhaps someone of them took a shot at him and it happened to hit me accidentally.” “Anything that hits vou,” Spike said grimly, "won’t hit you accidentally.” She could see that the bantamlike Spike was solemnly earnest. “Why, what do you mean. Spike? What do you know about it?” “I mean just what I say. And I don’t know half enough about it to suit me. But I got a pretty good notion that I know what these birds are after and who they are. And to get what they’re after they’re just as like as not to grab you. Do you get it?” “You mean—kidnap me?" Spike nodded. “Well—can’t something be done about it? I mean, this is a lawabiding town, and after all, what are police for?” “Earl doesn’t want any police. He’s funny like that.” Instant suspicion flashed through Kay’s mind. “Tell me, Spike—is he mixed up in anything?” “He’s mixed up in something all right, but his angle’s okay, if that’s what you mean. He isn’t in any racket." * “Then why doesn’t he call in the police?” “He has called in private dicks and he’d probably call in the coppers if he thought it would do any good at this stage of the game. But it won’t and he knows it” Spike’s eyes grew distant and his voice took on a reminiscent tone. “Up in New York last season,” he continued, “some hoods and Earl had a run in. He could have called the police in right then, but he didn’t—not till it was all over. And there were three hood funerals.” “Do you mean—” Spike nodded benignly. “Two big ones and a little one. I got the little one myself.” Kay found it hard to believe what she was hearing. oYet here stood Spike Winch telling her this and obviously not joking in the least. “Earl believes you can do things better yourself when you’re dealing with muggs who don’t know there is a law anyway. Sometimes I think he actually likes this kind of thing. And he gets enough chances, that’s sure, a man in his position.” "And now you think I’m liable to be drawn into it?” Kay said. “That’s what I said,” Spike replied. “I wish I didn’t think so.” “What had I better do?” He shrugged. “Just see that you aren’t out alone in dark places. See that your doors are locked nights. In other words keep yourself off any spots that may be lying around. That’s about all I can say. Earl’ll have somebody watch your house." “Spike,” Kay said, “I suppose I ought to be scared to death.” “But you’re not?” he said, grinning. “No, I’m not. I’m excited, of course, and it doesn’t sound like a picnic, but I’m not really as scared as I am thrilled. Os course, I haven’t been shot at or anything yet. But it’s just the idea of some excitement.” Spike clicked his tongue and shook his head sadly. “You’re as bad as he is,” ho remarked. “Look. Don’t tell Earl I shot off my face. He may want to break it in his own way. See?” “All rijrht, Spike. And thanks for breaking it in yours.” “Don’t mention it,” he said pointedly. Harrow did break it in his own way later that afternoon. “There’s something you should know,” he began. “I’m being bothered by some inconsequential rascals, if you don’t already realize it—which I’m sure you do.” He laughed easily. “Now, please don’t think I’m being melodramatic, Kay, because it’s the last thing I’d think of. There’s a little possibility that these fellows may annoy you merely because you’ve a connection witn my boat and my affairs here. Their

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tlonallty of the entire national Industrial recovery act, it was announced today. Perkins, free on bond, will he sentenced Monday. He is liable to a fine of on each of ift counte. A Jury ye»terd»y found him guilty on 10 of 11 counts. The eleventh count was dismissed at the request of the government. Post Makes Second Stratosphere Flight Bartlesville, Okla., Dec. B—(U.R) >—Barographs which Wiley Post believes will show he reached an altitude of at least 50.000 feet for a new airplane altitude record were sent to Washington today to be checked by department of commerce officials. Post made his second flight Into the stratosphere within a week yesterday, taking off at 1:36 p.tn. (CST) and landing at 4:04 p. m. o .Many have taken advantage of the Yager Brothers Furniture Sale, still time, f-s o Get the Habit — Traoe •* Homa

first thought would be, ’Well see what we can do with him through the girl.’ Do you see? a Very muck as in a gangster movie. But unfortunately, very real. So I would suggest that you come and stay on the yacht nights where you’ll be well protected. Please don’t think I’m trying deliberately to frighten you. I hope there’s nothing to it, but I wouldn’t think of letting you go on without being warned and given at least some protection. In fact, it might be the best thing if you merely left town for a little while. I’d arrange it for you.” “Well, I appreciate your concern,” Kay said. “And it all sounds very exciting, but I can’t believe it can be so bad.” Harrow’s face was grave; he had dropped his light manner. “Relieve me. please,” he said. “Very well. I do. But I don’t propose to leave town.” “Then come aboard the yacht. You’ll be under no obligation as far as your social life is concerned. Just a precaution. The yacht is well guarded and can’t be approached very well during the night.” “Well, thank you,” Kay said, “and I’ll think it over and do whatever seems best.” She knew, though, that she had utterly no intention of staying on the yacht. Somehow, she preferred any danger there might be at home to staying under the same roof with both Spike and Harrow now that affairs had taken this shape. After all, couldn’t this be merely a ruse to get her to stay aboard? Kay had to smile to herself at the thought; it seemed as melodramatic as the idea of her being in danger. It was all very peculiar, though, Harrow’s attention to her, his slighting her at the dance, his gift of the watch, and now this. Kay wished she really could believe one thing and hold that belief, but she couldn't; she was too full now of doubt and suspicion of everybody. There was another little gathering on the yacht that night. Ida Campbell, Keith Pitts and a few of the others dropped in and Harrow appeared at Kay’s to bring her back. “I don’t know,” she said, “I’m rather tired—” “Don’t need to stay long. Just slip anything on. It’s not a party, just a little session.” Kay finally agreed and rode back with him to the boat, still trying to be as business-like and distant as possible without actually appearing irftolent. That affair of the swimming pool dance and the watch offered as a bribe still rankled in her. At the boat they were sitting about sipping highballs or dancing to the radio. As the evening passed it gave indication of becoming a party after all. Everyone seemed to be having a good time and no one thought of going home. Even Kay swallowed her resentment and entered into the spirit of it. Spike Winch danced her out on deck and away from the others. “Earl told, you, didn’t he?” ho said, stopping to lean on the rail and contemplate the gently lapping water. “Yes,” she said. “Wanted you to come and stay on the boat?” “Yes. Why?” “I figured he would.” She turned to Spike and looked him searchingly in the eye. “What about it?” she said. “What about what?” "Never mind.” “All right.” Spike paused. “Tell you something funny," he said. “What?" “The parts we were waiting for came today. Cap Johnson says we’re all set to shove off.” “Then, you’re going?" “I’d be the last to know. I only work here. But looks like we ought to.” "Then if I came on the boat I’d have to go with the cruise—down to Havana, after all?" “Don’t see how it could be otherwise.” "He didn't tell me that.” "Lot of things he didn’t tell you. But he’s all right." Evidently Spike had taken a few more drinks than usual, Kay decided. He seldom was so candid where his employer was concerned. Leaning toward her, he said, “And I’m all right—in my dizzy way." "Os course you arc. Spike,” she said nervously. “And s ou’re all right.” “Well—thank you," and she laughed, wriggling away from his arms. But he was too strong. His arms folded her close to him and crushed out her breath. “Don’t mind me,” he whispered. “I couldn’t help this if I wanted to. And I don’t want to.” “Spiko!" The void shot, terse, cold, sharp. Kay felt Spike’s arms release her, looked up, and caw Earl Harrow, his eyes narrow, his thin lips cmiltug rigidly. (To Se Continued) CopnUbt. 1134, Klnt Feature* SjndicaU. Ina