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‘J^BUTworkers ,„ ‘^■orncEßS im w.-■ 1 ; ' Hi< ~r ""• ~ K.«d &..•■»-" -'' " ,h Ki '■ fV W II! Hi- 1"’""* ° f ,lM “ l| H 1 ,. H,.|iy Hoop, pri stdent; i_ l(t iji. i-pri*nl'lHii; N•'• |H r-iar.v; J«*un '■ assist.! in rotary: Hathji.khv. iloml treasurer; Jean Simlun. UfllJ H llu! hr <- MKht. program §■ H> :n,.< n> re play-tl ail<l K.. lu:i. li wa* s-rv-U a! the < ho Kvan * p * ■, l ~ will meet Tin's.l' oVlikv at tho m,-«. John Spahr. Mrs. . ami Mrs, Ks’a Ltdy a«sis!iHK hostesses. Alt fs are urged to attend. y x C x. l r . will moot Tilesj JB pmonn at two-thirty at the Mrs. D' I ton I’asswater. [i Reavers wll lie the lea I•tfl nit .n,!i(‘rs at" ■ skeil to tiring ies for the year. Christian Church will have dinner in the church t Sunday noon at twelve ollflo.,:; r-pnr's will be giv-, T l lPg different departments. B j > n bers of the church and El unifies are invited to attend. better Homes Club of MonBht, postponed its regular meet■fra Thursday. January twelfth Kfl y. January thirteen. It will t he Monroe school house n-thirtv. All members are re- | to attend. N AUXILIARY VE MEETING fourth District American LeS Miliary meeting will he held y twelfth at Garrett. The ission is at ten o'clock. All rs wishing to attend this g are asked to call Mrs. ler. Rebekah Lodge will meet . y evening at seven-thirty In Id Fellow's Hall. The celei of the birthday of Thomas 1 ———

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Ir HARRISON CARROLL Copyright, l!W8 log Features Syndicate, Ine. LLYWOOD—It used to be lered that Marlene Dietrich's erred windows and double of body guards was the top-

per in the protection of film children. But Bob Bums goes La Dietrich one better. The comedian has installed a microphone above his baby daughter’s crib. It is so sensitive that Bob, writing in his log cabin den after a day’s work on

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Missouri," can hear the slightest stir. Paramount has cut out of it, there certainly was a K, si »y talk about censoring '^B an-Ca n dance in “Zaza.” ColB dOM a few bumps and there v * ewa of her flouncing up But not a glimpse of le & and garter above stockThe thing that won the 113 reputation for being y - pi* girls at the Earl ■Jin restaurant give out with the real thing. 3 *’ rucl< your correspond- ■■ bem S Pretty old-fashioned • D «pitc Claudette Col--0681 screen performance to short story! ‘BV^ 3 ag0 ' in Tulsa, Okla, i Bj oyc * "'on a movie talent 'B! „ ana K ot <* trip to lilmdom. K°'f w 'on second prize, a fflesh bag. B-U soiia the pair met on an M ‘ stage where both are ;j ßft li f e ‘? the P lf ture, "Four Girls Joyce, who won first prize, dßon g nf a „ bit ' Mar y Howard N of the featured roles in P |a y« the role of m tLTX Rains Came,” and Bin. b7elk thl\ th *J n>ide track ' Hks anriw , hearU of Phyllis ,Bn wou,H^ ndy Bcrrie ' of ■ i^oi h r l ir ayear of • Bd?eh?° n - h wUI see Holly- * atr.K-T's'"' B New Vnri! e ’* Will take a 1)0811 ■ rC Y t °'* *® Bermuda and (Bal. t 0 California via the B ne to W & ln New York hut f at the age of

CLUB CALENDAR Boclety Deadline, 11 A. M. Jeanette Wtnnea Phonea 1000 — 1001 Saturday Methodist Society Rummage Sale, Church Basement, 1 to 8 p. m. United Brethren Chicken Supper. ’ Church Basement, 5 to 7 p. m. Monday Pythian Sisters, K. of P. Hall, ; 7 p. m. Woman’s Club General Meeting, Library Auditorium. 7:45 p. m. Corinthian Class Meeting. Mrs. Harmon Kraft, 7:30 P. M. Research club, Mrs. C. M. Prugh 2:30 p. m. Tlrzah Club, Mrs. John W. Burke, 8 p. m. Tuesday Zion Junior Walther League, Lutheran church 7:30 p. m. Dorcas Class, Mrs. John Spahr, 7 p. m. Rebekah l-odge, Odd Fellows Hull, 7:30 p. m. W. C. T. U., Mrs. Del ton Pass-J water, 2:30 p. on. Sisters of Ruth class, Mrs. Margaret Daniels. 7:30 p. m. Church Mother's Study Club, Methodist Church, 2:30 P. M. Wednesday Zion Reformed Ladies' - Aid. Church Parlors. 2:30 p. to. Historical Club, Mrs. J. M. Mil- j ler, 2:30 p. m. Shakespeare Club, Mrs. Carrol: Burkholder, 2:30 p. m. Thursday Methodist Home Missionary Society, Church Basement. 2:30 p. m. Eastern Star Supper, Masonic Hall, 6 p. m. Eastern Star, Regular Meeting Masonic Hall, 7:30 p. m. Legion Auxiliary Fourth District! Meeting. Garrett. 1 a. m. Friday Monroe Better Homes Club, Monroe School, 7:30 P. M. Pocahontas Lodge Red Men’s Hall, 7:30 p. m. * Wildly and the installation of of fleers will be held. All members are asked to be present. The Pocahontas Lodge w'll meet i Friday evening at seven-thirty in |

four. The R-K-O star didn’t leave the state again until she was 18, when she went back east on a two weeks' vacation, most of which was spent in bed. Anne’s only trip since then was to Virginia to meet Payne’s family. Jack Oakie’s New Year’s present to his ma was a 9,000-mile long distance call from St. Moritz, Switzerland, where Jack and Venita Varden are vacationing over the holidays. Apparently, Lynn Bari’s marriage to Agent Walter Kane has the blessings of Twentieth Cen-tury-Fox. For, as a wedding present, the studio will give Lynn her first lead in an A picture . . . with Warner Baxter in "The Return of the Cisco Kid.” After five years, Margaret Lindsay’s family has consented to move from Dubuque, la., to Hollywood. Sister Mary, next oldest to Margaret has had a successful year in stock and will have a try at the movies. A younger sister will enroll at Hollywood high and a brother at a military school in Aneheim. Earl Carroll isn’t cheering yet, but, on the third night of his theater, he drew 1,600 people and turned away 500 more . . • Charlie

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Chaplin, Paulette Goddard and Beatrice Lillie among the celebs visiible . , . Also David Niven and Helen Wood ... Dick Purcell says it must have been some other fellow with Jane Wyman . . . That he thinks only of Vicki Lester

and will marry her inside of a month . . . Caesar Romero is lucky to be alive. He walked into the Victor Hugo as a stag while a chib of debutantes were giving a party . . . The girls pounced on him for dances while their escorts burned . . . Two new twosomes at La Conga: Eleanor Powell and Billy Seymour and Arleen Whelan and Will Price. He’s a dialogue director for Selznick . . . John Howard is hanging around the press rooms at the courthouse trying to learn how to act like a reporter in “Grand Jury Secrets” . . . For the Freddy Martin opening, the Ambassador is putting up goal posts at the entrance of the Cocoanut Grove . . . Gable was called back to M-G-M to do another dance! scene for "Idiot’s Delight.” They wanted a closeup of his feet. _ j

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the Red Men's Hall for a pot luck supper and the Installation of the new officers, WORK AND WIN HAVE MEETING The Work and Win Class of tho United Brethren church met Friday evening at the home of Mr.j and Mrs. Ed Hower. Twenty-four, members were present. Scripture; was read and Irene Light and Vi-1 vian Hitchcock presented a duet.j A short business session was held.) Lovely refreshments were served during the social hour, EVER READY CLASS HAS MEETING THURSDAY The Ever Ready class of the Zion Reformed church met Thursday evening In the church A short business meeting was held. Games were played and prizes were award- j ed to Mrs. Ray Heller and Jack Little. A lovely luncheon was served to the seventeen members present! by the host and hostesses, Mr. and ; Mrs. Glen Roop and Mr. and Mrs. Paul Kirchenhauer. The next meeting will be February second. o ARRIVALS Mr. and Mrs. Palmer M. Ausburger, route one, Geneva, are 1

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SYNOPSIS World-shaking events are near when Matilda, Countess of Matresser, meets her handsome bachelor son and heir, Ronald, soon after ! one of his long and mysterious journeys abroad. He chides her ; gently for hiring foreign servants. Sir Ronald (Lord Matresser) has but started a rest on his rich counf try estate when an unconscious man is found not far from the Great House. Ronald's younger sister, 1 Ann. introduces him to Mademoiselle Elisabeth Stamier, a beautiful Austrian who is her new companion Matresser recalls seeing her before She tells him that her j noble family, like most royalty, has fallen into evil days. That night Matresser confers with Dr. Andrews, an old family friend, who was treating the unconscious stranger Motoring to the physician's. they narrowly miss a smashup with a strange automobile which speeds on without slackening. At the surgery—

"I went to unstrap my toolbox’’, described Fergus, "when a blow on my head almost knocked me out."

9 CHAPTER VI Matresser passed on into the sleeping chamber, a pleasant airy room with old-fashioned furniture and chintz hangings. A motionless figure was lying humped up underneath the coverlet of a small fourposter bed. The room was a picture ; of neatness except for a disordered mass of garments which seemed to have beer thrown at random upon the floor The doctor glanced at j them with a puzzled frown and hurried to the bedside. He pulled down the coverlet and examined his patient briefly When he turned away he was clearly puzzled. “Anything wrong?” Matresser asked Andrews shook his head. “Not actually wrong.’ K he replied. t "A trifle confusing—that's all. j There’s only my old housekeeper, j I Anna Foulds, in the place and she’s; a model of neatness This fellow j ha? not been out of bed since I left. | I can tell because I arranged the) j pillow and blankets myself Hisj clothes were all neatly folded up and laid out on that sofa Now. as you can see, it looks as though an earthi quake had struck them.'' "How do you account for it?” Matresser asked quietly. ”1 can’t” “Do you suggest that a third per- | son has been here —a non-resident of the house?” “It seems absurd,” the doctor replied. ‘but what else is there to think? Mrs Foulds would never ' have left his clothes in that condi- ; tion and I’ll wager my patient hasn’t left the bed. ’ 1 “She may have let in a caller during your absence,” Matresser I suggested.

:| the* parents of a baby boy, born; January Rlxth at 7:30 p ut. at the Adunm county memorial hoapital. The baby weighed seven pounds and one ounce and liaa been named William Douglas. » # Adams County Memorial Hospital I ♦ « Admitted-Mrs. Joseph Roop. Rockford, Ohio; Mrs. Paul Rancher, 123 Fifth Street; Grover (Idle, 230 Seventh Street; Ruth Hoffman, route two, Monroeville., MANY BILLS TO .11 (CONTtNUIJD FROM PAGE ONE) ; investigation should take place, j Democrats are urging that the I Inquiries be conducted while thei legislature is in session but the Republicans desire to wait until 1 the assembly has adjourned sine l j die before beginning 1 ■' -OEgg Thrower Rouses Village Belgrade —(UP) —Police of Via-: I covltch are seeking, so far In vain, a man who bombards the most conj spicious houses of the town with decayed eggs at night. A police in-j i terrogratlon of the local poultry I owners yielded no result.

"Anything like this it possible, of course," Andrews admitted. “Anyhow, it is not worth while making s mystery of it You can wake him up quite safely. Matresser, and ask him any questions you want. I will just Btep across to the Police Station, then I'll come back and bandage his head up for the night.” Matresser acquiesced silently. He waited until Andrews had descended, until in fact he heard his footsteps in the street below, then he moved over to the bedside and laid his fingers upon the sleeping man’s shoulder. “Fergus,” he cried softly. “Wake upl Do you hear? Wake up!"

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The man opened his eyc3. He stared hard at Matresser, with only a troubled sort of recognition. “Pull yourself together, Fergus, i You seem to have been in the wars but you are all right now. You recognize me?” The sick man raised himself a little. “You are Matresser, aren't you?” he asked in a puzzled tone. "Where on earth am I and how did I get here? Did I reach the Great House after all?” “You were picked up in a field within a half mile of the Great House,” his visitor told him. “They brought you to the local doctor’s. You will be all right in a dr.y or two but you have had a nasty blow. Rej member how you came by it?” The man raised himself a little | further in the bed. He was still pale 1 ! but there was a livid spot of color j |in each cheek. It was obvious that | | he was only making troubled progj ress towards recovery. *i remember perfectly well,” he confided. “It all came back to me in a sort of dream about an hour or so ago. Ever since then I have been I lying here kicking myself. I deserve to be thrown out of the service. I probably shall.” “Tell me about it, anyway,” Matresser persisted, “I was motoring'down," he recounted, “in a small government car, and just as I was mounting the hill to Cley, someone on a motorcycle passed me, wheeled round and stood with his hand up in the air. I thought he wanted to ask the way. 1 or something, and I pulled up, too.” “On Government •service,” Ma- 1 tresser reminded him quietly. “No use rubbing it in, sir," the

ffEKONAIS Chris iSclking of route 2 was a shopper in Decatur today. Mrs. Henrietta Gerke of route 3. Decatur was a shopper In this city tnduy. Mr. and Mrs. Harold Mott are 1 qlanning to move to New j York state the last of the month. I They will hold a farm Rale next j j week. David Kunkle Is spending the | week-end with bis patents, Mr. and Mrs. C. D. Kunkle. He was accom-j | pan led home by his roommate,' Mayo Prentice, of Tacoma, Wash- j ! ington. Both boys are attending! | Cincinnati University, Cincinnati, 1 Ohio. o Rats Crowd Out Murals Pasadena, Cal (U.R>-Thls city’s i City Hall Council Chamber will not have a set of $27,000 mural paintlngr by a famous Boston artist. Director Albert I. Stewart told the council he did not believe the public would approve of the! purchase of murals as long as the! council kept telling the taxpayers] it did not have enough money to; provide for rat extermination.

man replied. “I would not have stopped anywhere, in any other country, but here I was in one of the quietest corners of England and very near the end of my journey and, frankly, it never entered my head that this was anything but an ordinary request for help of some sort No use making excuses, I know. I did it The person who had descended asked me if I could oblige him with a wrench. He had left his while tightening up a joint on Newmarket Heath. I went round the back of my car to unstrap the toolbox and while I was doing it I got a blow on the back of my head which almost knocked me out”

“And after .that?” “I was not quite unconscious," the other went on, “and when I came to I was lying on my back in the road, my mackintosh and overcoat had been torn open and the man was feeling in my inner pocket where, as a matter of fact, the letter ! was bringing to you is concealed. I gave myself another ten seconds while the fellow fumbled—he did not seem much of an expert—and then I made my effort. I rolled over on my side, kicked him on the shin and staggered on to my feet. Then we had something of a set-to. I suppose he would have laid me out in time but just at first it seemed to me that I was getting the better of him. I had a revolver in the car pocket and I tried all the time to struggle near to the door which was left i open Then we both fell away for a i moment—we saw some motor lights i flashing down the hill and knew that a car was coming He jumped on his motorcycle and started off straight for the coast I wasted a few seconds taking out my revolver. I let fly the moment I had it out but his lamp went out. he rode away slap into the darkness and I don't think I ever came near him." “And then?" “More bungling, I suppose," the man in bed groaned “The truck—it was too large for an ordinary car —turned at right angles at the top of the hill back to Blakeney The storm was so bad that I don’t think I could ever have turned round and caught him and it seemed to me that I’d better make a dash for Matrea ser” . . . (To be continued) Copjrtcbt, list, dr Kins r..iur«a SndloM. let I

Bit of Fun Costs $79 Hornepuyne. Out. (U.fi) — Elgin Fines sent. "Just for fun," a telegram to Mrs. Milton Tlmmpklns, a friend, en route to Toronto, saying | i “Return next train: trouble." The fun cost him u $79 fine when lie 1 . was convicted of sending a false ' message. ANNUAL C. C. 1 (CONTINUED FROM rAGE ONE) 1 George Thoms, Felix Maier, Wal- | ter Card, John L. DeVoss, Dr. Har- 1 old DeVor, Clarence Heavers, Don | Waite, G. Remy Bierly, TTobert | Helm, J. L. Kocher, Jr., William ; S. Bowers, Maurice Kindler and h. ! W. Lankenau. Busy Year For Pastor Utica, N. Y. (U.PJ—The Rev. D Charles White, rector of Calvary Episcopal Church In Utica, was busy during the past year. He made 1 547 parochial calls, and officiated at 49 baptisms, 51 funerals, 49 confirmations and 14 mariiages. o Namesakes Get Together Omaha, Neb. —(U.R)—Marian Jeanne Barry, Omaha, saw Marian ] Jeanette Barrie’s (Seward, Neb.,I picture in the paper and a “pen pal” correspondence began. They have a mutual friend, Marian Jean Barrie of Red Oak, lowa. I ~

SYNOPSIS World-shaking events are near when Matilda, Countess of Matresser, meets her handsome bachelor ton and heir, Ronald, soon after one of his long and mysterious journeys abroad. He chides her gently for hiring foreign servants. Sir Ronald (Lord Matresser) has but started a rest on his rich country estate when an unconscious man is found not far from the Great House. . . . Ronald's younger sister, Ann, introduces him to Mademoiselle Elisabeth Stamier, a beautiful Austrian who is hsr new companion. Matresser recalls seeing her before. She tells him that her noble family, like most royalty, has fallen into evil days. . . . That night, Matresser and Dr. Andrews, motoring to the surgery, just miss a smashup

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“There was a younger woman” murmured the slugging victim. “I thought I saw her lean over the coat”...

with an automobile that speeds on without slackening. Sir Ronald recognizes the patient as one Fergus, and the latter says he was slugged when carrying * secret message to Matresser. CHAPTER VII "When I tried to drive the car, nowever, I found that my head was going around so that I could scarcely steer. I got some water and bathed my head and tried again but after a mile or two I went straight into the ditch. I was close here then but it was no good my trying to drive the car. I tried to get here on foot and I was within sight of the house when I had to climb a gate. That’s the last thing I remember.” “Tell me, what were you bringing to me?” “Just a letter—rather a long one and a portion of it typewriter. It was wrapped up in • p.ec« of oilcloth.” “Did the man on the road get j away with it?” “He did not,” was the fervent answer. “You will find the letter in my inside pocket. lam only praying that you will take it away with you/ “I will do that," Matresser promised. “After all,” he added a little more kindly, “the final test —especially in our sort of work—is whether you bring it off or not. Your job was to bring that letter to me and so long as you have done It the few little slips you seem to I have made can be forgotten.” The man smiled gravely.

| No Rough Stuff Now, Boys! Secretary Wallace and Senator Smith Discussing the new farm bill sponsored by Senator Ellison D. “Cotton Ed" Smith of South Carolina, Secretary of Agriculture Henry A. Wallace, left, and Senator Smith go in for a bit of energetic argumentation—probably for the benefit of the camera. The proposed farm bill is a "domestic allotment” plan by which growers would be assured fixed prices for domestically-consumed crops.

“Would you mind?” he begged. “The doctor said I might have a drink if 1 woke up. It is on the table there,” said Fergus, the badly injured stranger. Matresser poured some water into a glass. The patient sipped it greedily. “That’s better, sir,” he sighed. “I am beginning to see things more clearly. You are Lord Matresser, aren’t you?” “Quite right * “I wonder, would you mind going over to my coat and helping yourself to the letter. It’s in the inner pocket.’’ “You’re in a hurry to get rid of j it,” Matresser remarked good humoredly. The man on the bed raised him-

self slightly and clasped his head ■ with both hands. “Os course,” he acknowledged, “1 :am half crazy. I know that. But! everything seems to have gone so queerly with me since I got that knock on the head. This evening I was sleeping quite peacefully and I seemed to have a sort of dream . . . There was a woman—not the old lady who put me to bed and ; sponged me when I was brought here, but a younger woman—dark I thought I saw her lean over the | | coat and I suppose I made a noise. . . . She came over to the bed and I— It’s awfully hard to explain! j One moment the woman was looking down at me with great angry eyes and then she seemed to float away. ... I felt a prick in my arm. . . . j I opened my eyes and she was still there, then I slept again or dozed until just now when you came in. God 1 How the room swims 1” “Don’t talk any more,” Matresser enjoined. It seemed a needless command, ft i the man had closed his eyes and was breathing heavily. Matresser crossed the room, picked up the Norfolk jacket and thrust his hand i into the pocket which Fergus had [ indicated. He brought out two j strips of cardboard cut through the ! middle and a sheet of oilcloth cut! into four squares. 'The place where the letter had been was clearly indicated. But there was no letter! Matresser stole back on tiptoe to j the bed. Fergus had closed his eyes and seemed to be still dozing heavily. Cautiously his visitor stretched out his hand, stooped, picked up from the carpet a sinister looking

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small object which seemed to have rolled an inch or two under the bed. He turned it over between his fingers. It was a clinical syringe, curiously shaped. He looked at it more closely. After all, it might be harmless. Suddenly Fergus spoke—thickly, eagerly—but there was a sort of film over his eyes and his voice was indistinct. “You have it all right, sir?” Matresser thrust the oilcloth, the cardboard and the syringe into Ijis pocket. "Everything all right, Fergus," he said. “Try and drop off to sleep if you can.” I The man on the bed drew a sigh :of relief. His breathing became I more regular. He slept. The doctor was in the inner surgery making up a bottle of medicine. Matresser watched until he had finished, then he drew him back into the cosy sittingroom. “I am going to let you into a secret, Andrews,” he announced “Your patient upstairs was bringing a rather important tetter dow n to me from an official source in London. He was attacked on the road but he seems to have got down here all right.” “The devil!” the doctor murmured. “Has he handed the letter over?” “He thinks he has,” Matresser replied, “but a s a matter of fact ha

hasn't. It appears to have been stolen.” “1 can’t follow you,” Andrews said simply. “Trifle confusing, isn’t it?” Matresser observed. “Well then, this is what happened. Fergus—his name is Fergus—told me in which pocket of his coat to find the 1 letter. I searched that pocket and I found the oilcloth in which the i letter had been enclosed carefully cut open, also the pieces of card- ; board. The place where the letter should have been was there. The j letter itself was gone.” j “Who does he think could have j got at it? ’ “He doesn’t know that it was not there,” Matresser explained patienti Iy. “Listen, Andrews. The man's ill—l’m sure of that. He needs sleep and rest. He would not get either if I told him that the letter had been stolen. I let him think, therefore, that it was in my pocket and that his job had been safely accomplished. You must back me up j if he asks any questions,” “If the ietter was of any imporj tance,” the doctor observed, “you J are being very decent about it, Matresser.” “Not at all. There is nothing to : be gained by worrying Fergus and I am not at all sure that he is pulling through quite as well as you J think. However, that’s not the i point for the moment. Accepting his story of the whole affair, which I am willing to do without reservation, who is there who has had a chance of stealing that letter?” (To be continued) Copyright. 1127. by King Features Syodirat*. In*