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DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT Published Every Evening Except Sunday By THE DECATUR DEMOCRAT CO. Incorporated Entered at the Decatur. Ind, Post Office as Second Class Matter J. 11. Heller President A. R. Holthouse, Sec'y 4 Bus. Mgr. Dick D. Heller .. Flce-President Subscription Rates By Mail In Adams and Adjoining Counties: One year, >6; Six months. >3.25; 3 months, >1.75. By Mail, beyond Adams and Adjoining counties: One Year, >7; • months, |I.W; 3 months, >2.00. By carrier, 20 cents per week Single copies, i cents. And then came the rain. 0 0 See the Pet Parade tonight —o —o This may be good corn weather, hut who wants to feel like a stalk o o — As far as we're concerned, we isn't tell the difference between 98 and 100 degree temperature .— 0 o Government costs too much, complains a critic, but says at the same time that ours is the best In the world. That's some consolation. — o— o Elliott Roosevelt may lie wrong in a good many things, hut he was absolutely right, when he told the Senate committee, "this investiga tion is purely political.'* a— —0~ — Drive carefully. It's so easy to step it up these days with fast cars and wonderful highways, but it's more dangerous than ever for traffic Is heavier Keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes on the road and be cautious every minute. — o -o--Tho newly opened Lincoln pap ers show that Hprpee <«y*^ey,'able but opinionated editor of the New York Tribune, wrote Lincoln 41 times, telling him how to run the war. Ou record is Lincoln's famous reply in August, 1882. pa tiently telling his wearisome correspondent that his one aim was to save the Union, and that whatever he did or forebore, was for that one purpose. This silenced Greeley, but only for a time. Kibitzing is easy, especially in this country. , o o Australian savages are common ly thought the lowest form of humanity, but a writer in the New York Times says this is all wrong. II says that the Aborigines can live happily and well where a white man would starve. The Australian native believes in a future life, and has a legend of the flood. He trains his children to have good manners, and the standard of morality is high. What may carry more conviction to Westerners

Different Factors Responsible for Over-Eating

•y Herman N. Bundesen, M. D. a HOW 1 wish 1 could convince ev- f ery man and woman In this country I that overweight shortens life! If I < could. I could thereby save thou- t sands from an untimely death and I not only that, they would have ■ beauty, grace, activity and zest t such as they have never known i before > Believe it or not, this is one of 1 the things about which all medical 1 authorities agree. There is not a ' dissenting voice. Figures, too, are * eloquent in telling the atory. They 1 show without any possibility of 1 contradiction that too much fat, 1 larding the body and internal organs, may be responsible for the 1 earlier development of heart, blood 1 vessel and kidney disease, diabetes 1 and even cancer. 1 Gland Disturbance Many people like to think that ( their overweight is due to a dis- , turbance in the glands of internal secretion such as a lack of secra | tion from the thyroid gland in the ( neck or'from the pituitary gland at , the base of the brain. This is sometimes true, tout only vary, very rarely. i Thus, the sooner we realise that i overweight in moot cases is the i result of eating more food than is I used up by bodily activity, the i sooner we will bo able to do some' 1 thing about reducing safely and i healthfully. Just the same. It Is well to real f ise that though glandular disturb- < snees are' seldom responsible for I our overweight, certain mental sac- i tors are. because they influence us s to eat too much- 1 strangely enough. anything i w|ieh increases the emotions of a sorrow er afftloty or the nervous « nncttMs ot balag on edge or ixrlt u

than any other is the statement that the Australian has organized his life so that he can live almost without work This will probably cause a heavy migration to Aus tralia to Join the natives. —O o leadership instead of bullying is the aim of new army regulations just announced by General Devers, army ground forces commander. Men who by virtue of their auth orily over private soldiers have used tactics approaching sadism It* enforcing discipline are going to have to change their tune. The success of the experimental train ing methods tried out at Ft. Knox has made it seem advisable to apply them universally Respect and liking for a superior officer are more effective as motivating forces thcCYi are fear and grudging obedience, though they are harder to earn. The old top sergeant will have to acquire a new vocabulary o o — There is no defense for Hughes not producing the, special planes anil flying boats, and congress has a perfect right to investigate why the government never got the equipment. The contracts should have been cancelled at the time, since they were of public record and Congress knew about the award. In time of war. about as much is wasted as used, and had the planes been produced, chances are they would have been junked by now This country still has such a huge stockpile of surplus war material and equipment, it is doubtful if an accurate inventory ever can lie made, regardless of all the congressional junkets to all parts of the world. * Commenting on the American Legion's refusal to intercede for those who dodged military service, during the war, The Indianapolis Star, makes the following obser vation . "There is no need for haste |in restoring full privileges of citizenship to those who did noth ing to defend America and free dom during the darkest hours ot the war. Many men lie in distant countries and remote islands They did not choose the almost unbearable strain of modern war. But they gave life to defend their country and the ungrateful wretches who. even in prison camp, lived what, comparatively, was the life of Riley. The slackers had their "rights” during the war. But there need he no hurry to restore a few civil rights. These have been with held tor a few years. The men who lost arms, legs, sight and hearing will go through life paying the price of war.”

able will further the desire for food. For example. Dr. 8. Charles Freed of San Francisco, California, questioned 500 patients who were under treatment for overweight. He asked them. "When you are nervous or worried do you eat more or less?" Three hundred and seventy answered that they either ate larger meals or ate more frequently. Most of the remainder answered that they did not eat more when worried or nervous but they did eat more when they were idle, bored or tired. There are a number of factors’, then, which influence overeating. The child who io brought up in a family where It is common to have large, rich meals will imitate those around him and eat an excessive amount of food. Persons employed in restaurants, candy shops and food stores are constantly influenced to eat by the mere presence of the food. Persons confined to bed may con tlnue with their usual food habits and thus take more food than they require. Thus, in the treatment of overweight it is Important that all of these various factors be given consideration. An attempt must he made to rid a person of his anxieties and emotional stress. Nevertheless dieting remains the most important part of the reducing program Dr. Freed recommends a diet of from 500 to 1100 colorles. Os cogrse. the .diet should |>e wellbalanced supplying all of the necessary food parts I have outlined such a diet which I will be glad to send frag to all these who desire it if tlur H n < 0 HU addressed envelope, stamped wftfc »c Names will net he IV a*

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•JYNOPSIR Amour L-a •eek-euS fueeta Lady Lury Aushatell had lasiled to The Hollow were attractive Ur. John C'hriotow and hie dull, plala looking wife, Gerda. The others, all member* of the Aafkaleil elaa, were: Kladly lleariella Savaraake, aarceaofal sculpt rest; youas Hides Hardcastle, who supported hersell by werhlag la aao of London's swaak dress shops; Paild Anshatell, aaiverslty stsdeat, and quiet Kdward Angkatell, whose uareqallted love el Hearletta made him aaaware that Mid ye had l«n< adored him. Laknowa to aayoae, Henrietta sad Joha L'hrietow had fallen deeply In leva. I’rior to leas las for Laey’e, Joha sat la bls Harley Street office trying to fathom tba mood as discoateat wbieb eagalfed hint, while upstairs, Gerda and the children patiently awaited hie appearaare for laaeh. Hla thoughts weal bark to aa earlier chapter In hla Ufa, whet ha had beea madly in leva with glaumroua Veroalea Cray, motion picture setreae. He had beoken their engagement when she refuted to give up her career, and later had married Gerda, whose alaslsh devotlea had left him frro Io pursaa hla beloved proleaaiea. In Henrietta be had found the lalelllfeal understanding which Gerda lacked. Recently, when exhausted after a difficult session with old Mrs. CrsbIter, his favorite clinic patient, he had atopped o* at her studio. He was anueyed, however, when he recognlted Gerda ae the model us,d for Henrletta's latest masterpiece, The Worshiper. CHAPTER EIGHT IN THE dining room the child Terencs made another scientific statement “Lead salts are more soluble In cold water than in hot." He looked expectantly at his mother, but without any real hope. Parents, in the opinion of young Terence, were sadly disappointing “Did you know that. Mother?" “I don't know anything about chemistry, dear." “You could read about it in a book,” said Terence. It was a simple statement of fact, but there was a certain willfulness behind it Gerda did not hear the wiatfulueas. She waa caught in the trap of her anxious ”Uery. Around and around and around. . . . She had been miserable ever since she woke up this morning and realized that at last this tong-dreaded week-end with ths Angkatells was upon her. Staying at Ths Hollow was always a nightmare to her. She always felt bewildered and forlorn. Lucy Angkatell with her sentences that were never finished, her swift inconsequences, and her obvious attempt at kindlinem was the figure she dreaded most But the othera were nearly as bad. For Gerda it was two days of sheer martyrdon —to be endured for John's sake. For John, that morning, as he stretched himself, had remarked In tones of unmitigated pleasure: “Splendid to think we’ll be getting into the country this weekend. It will do you good. Gerda;. Just what you need.” She had smiled mechanically and had aald with unselfish fortitude, “It will be delightful.” Her unhappy eyes had wandered around the bedroom. The wallpaper, cream striped with a black mark just by the wardrobe, the mahogany dressing table with the glass that swung too far forward, the cheerful, bright blue carpet, the water colors of the Lake district All dear familiar things and she would not see them again until MondWInstead, tomorrow a housemaid who rustle'i,would come into the strange bedroom and put down a little dainty tray of early tea by the bed end pull up the blinds and would then roarrange and told Gerdas clothes—* thing which made Gerda feel hot and uacomtorutke aU avaz. flu wouM Me

' her. However, if she is really sincere about making a certain acI qnaintance, she should always offer i her hand. Q Is it permissible to acknow- > m-dge a formal invitation in the first person? i A. No; as formal Invitation are

miserably, enduring tnese inings, trying to comfort herself by thinking, Only one morning more. . . . Like being at school and counting Uie days. Gerda had not been happy at school At school there had been even less reassurance than elsewhere. Home had been better. But even home had not been very good. For they had all, of course, been quicker and more clever than she was. Their comments, quick, impatient, not quite unkind, had whistled about her ears like a hailstorm: “Oh, do be quick, Gerda." "Butterfingers, give it to me!” "Oh. don't let Gerda do it. she'll be ages." “Gerda never takes in anything. . . ." Hadn't they seen, all of them, that that was the way to make her slower and more stupid still? She’d got worse and worse, more clumsy with her fingers, more slow-witted, more Inclined to stare vacantly when something was said to her. Until, suddenly, she had reached the point where she had found a way out. . . . Almost accidentally, really, she found her wespon of defense. She had grown slower still, her puzzled stare had become even more blank. But now, when they said impatiently, “Oh, Gerda, how stupid you are, don’t you understand that?” ahe had been able, behind her blank expression, to hug herself a little in her secret knowledge. . . . For she wasn't quite as stupid as they thought. ... Often, when she pretended not to understand, she did understand. And often, deliberately, she slowed down in her task of whatever It was, smiling to herself when someone's Impatient fingers snatched It away from her. For, warm and delightful, was a secret knowledge of superiority. She began to be, quite often, a little amused. . . . Yes. it waa amusing to know more than they thought you knew. To be able to do a thing, but not let anybody know that you could do It. And it had the advantage, suddenly discovered, that people often did things for you. That, of course, saved you a lot of trouble. And, in the end, if people got into the habit of doing things for you, you didn't have to do them at all, and then people didn't know that you did them badly. And so, slowly, you came around again almost to where you started. To feeling that you could hold your own on equal terms with the world at large. (But that wouldn't, Gerda feared, hold good with th; Angkatella; the Angkatells were always so far ahead that you didn't feel even in the same street with them. How ahe hated the Angkat*!!«' It waa good for John—John liked it there. He came home leas tired—and sometimes less irritable.) Dear John! she thought. John waa wonderful. Everyone thought sol Such a clever doctor, so terribly kind to his patients. Wearing himself out—and the Interest he took In his hosiptal patients--all that side of his work that didn’t pay at all. John was so disinterested—so truly noHc. She had always known, from the very first, that John was brilliant and was going to get to the top of the tree. And he had chosen her. when he might have married somebody far more brilliant He had not minded her being slow and rather stupid and not very pretty. "Uli look after you J. he bad aald. Nicely, rather maneerfully. “Don't worry about things, Gerda, I'll take care of you . . ." Just whst s man ought to be Wonderful to think John should hav* chosen her■e had Mid. Mdth that gudden, very attractive, half-piesding smile fit hit "I ttkn aa fwb was, «u

always written In the thlrtd person. the acknowledgment should he the same Q. Isn't It preferable to state the reason for declining an invitation, when the reason le good? A. Yes It Is preferable, though not obligatory 0 o n I Household Scrapbook By ROBERTA LEE D n Dustless Dusters Soak one yard of cheesecloth in warm water and then wring It dry Saturate the damp cloth with a good furniture polish Now roil it tightly together and let It remain until the oil has spread through the cloth. Dry and use as a dustless d tetter. Frying Eggs If the eggs pop while frying, sprinkle a tablespoonful of flour, or a little cornstarch, in the hot grease anil break the egg Into this. It also adds flavor io the eggs. Cleaning Gilt Frames Gilt frames van be cleaned by dipping a soft cloth in milk and rubbing it gently over the soiled spots. Repoat several limes if necessary.

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Aug 6 Dr. Edgar S. Shumaker, superintendent of the Indiana AntiSaloon League. gets a 60-day sentence to state penal farm for criticizing the supreme court. Klan women stage a parade In down-town Indianapolis.

Know, Geroa.” Well, that was all right. She had always tried to give in to him in everything. Even lately, when he had been so difficult and nervy—when nothing seemed to please him. When, somehow, nothing she did was right One couldn't blame him. He was so busy, so unselficsh. Oh. dear, that mutton! She ought to have sent It back! Still no sign of John. . . . Why couldn't she, sometimes, decide right. Again those dark waves of misery swept over her. The mutton! This awful week-end with the Angkatells! She felt a sharp pain through both temples. Oh, dear, now she was going to have one of her headaches. And it did so annoy John when she had headaches. He never would give her anything for them, when surely it would be so easy, being a doctor. Instead, he always said, “Don't think about tt. No use poisoning yourself with drugs. Take a brisk walk.” The mutton! Staring nt it. Gerda felt the words repeating themselves in her aching head, "The mutton, the MUTTON, THE MUTTON. . . ." Tears of self-pity sprang to her eyes. Why, she thought, does nothing ever go right for me ? Terence looked acrosi the table at his mother and then at the joint. He thought. Why can't we have our dinner? How stupid grown up people are. They haven't any sense! Aloud he said tn a careful voice: “Nicholson Minor and I arc going to make nitro-glycerine in his father's shrubbery. They live at Streatham.” “Are you, dear? The.’ will be very nice,” said GerdA There was still time. If ahe rang the bell and told Lewis to take the joint down now— Terence looked nt her with faint curiosity. He had felt Instinctively that the manufacture of nitro-giy-cerine was not the kind of occupation that would be encouraged by parents. With base opportunism he had selected a moment when he felt tolerably certain that he had a good chance of getting away with his statement. And his Judgment had been justified. If. by any chance, there should be a fuss —if. that is, the properties ot nitoglycerine should manifest themselves too evidently, he would be able to say in an injured voice, “I told Mother. . . ." Ail the same, he felt vaguely disappointed. Even Mother, he thought, ought to know about nitro-glycerine. He sighed. There swept over him that intense sense of loneliness thst only childhood can feel. His father was too impatient to listen, his mother was toe inattentive. Zena was only a silly kid. Pages of interesting chemical testa. And who cared about them? Nobody! Bang! Cerda Started It was the door ot John's consulting room. It was John running upstairs John Chrlstow burst into the room, bringing with him his own particular atmosphere of Intense energy. He was good-humored, hungry, impatient. “Lord," be exclaimed, as he sat down and energetically sharpened the carving knife against the steel, "how I hate aick people!" "Oh, John." Gerda waa quickly reproachful. “Don’t say things (ike that. They’D think you mean it." Hie gestured siighUy with her head toward the children., "I do mean It,” »ai<LJchn Christow. "Nobody ought W'be ill.’’ “Father’s joking," said Gerda quickly to Terence. Terence examined his father with th* diapaasioaato attention he gave to everything "I don’t think he I*," he aald. Xa ffia OhatiJUMb

Mr and Mrs J T Myers leave on trip to Minnesota Deca<ura new Stutz fire truck Is being tested al Bellmont paik. The Chicago Cubs now leading the National league It's a battle John Baker opens a restaurant one door south of the People Loan A Trust company. o There still a e 212 covered wooden bridges in use in Pennsylvania The oldest, built in l*">. spans Brandywine Creek in Chester Cou uH XO'IKC TO ol tlt Illi IO» »L ♦ I’l’HOl’Hl V I IO" Noll <i I. I' tn given Ihe t'« pajerx of Root Tsp. Adam* Indiana, that the proper liu.il " lil ials of said i.iunr ipilit' • ' Hi'-b regular meeting pla< • al * ■" •• - !•" >- p JI on JStb day of Ausu-t I'-t., will consider tl>- following addition al appropriation* wlilch »ald ..ffh<>« consider ne> --sary !•> net th* ■' traodlnary emergency existing at this line special School land: No. IS ’ Nn. — No. Z» — No Zl »!-. ■ Tull too loud: No :» ' Taxpa»rr» appearing at sin li m-■ ! ins ahall hav. ;< rishi to he licir.l Hereon Th- additional appropriation a- flnalh mode will !>• • c . ■nall. allt referred ’<> the S' lloa’-t of Tax i'ommlHsi'-irr « 1, •toard u-'ll, hold a further I- <r Within fifteen da< • »» th. •' ■■ " ViMltnr'a of ft- e of A-ltrns •' Indiana or a' «’•<•!> other t>' • - “ •niv •»* d At aio li b'->r n-fßcnave-w olifer-tlr- »lr "f « 1 '» Hd'iin-ofi «nnmne|-t|nn* •• w heard ast l«le’*«' d ••• i.- ■ .i- co- r’..-o-" »o.t - , r I .. 1,,-. », hn-rlnrr -rill be h Id •».rfsl-Fr**•*•’•» Trwalrr *»f !!'»*•» T’* •» A 'I" C-1 ’ 0 Adminisfralor Ronds Kenneth Runyon , 183 H o Tends In n 1-ood lon. — llerniirr SYNOPSIS Among Hie week end fSeata l.ady Lsey Angkalrll hsd laiiled to Ihe Hollow were atlraeliie Ur. John ChrleU»_ and his dalt. plain looking wife, Gerda. The ettiera. all members of the Antkatell rlaa, were; kindly Henrietta gayeraake, onrersaful srulptreae; young Midge Hardraatle. who supported herself by working ia one ot London's swank drees ehops; liaud Angkalell. ■aiversMy student, and quiet P.dwsrd Aafkaleil, whose unrequilled lore ol Henrietta made him unaware that Midge had long adored him. t'akaown to anyoae, Henrietta and John Chrlaj tiw had falls* deeply tn lore. Trier to iearlax tor Lnry'e. John eat in hie Harley Street office trying to fathom the mood ot discontent which eagalfcd him, while apstsirs, Gerda and the children patiently swelled his appear aare lor loach. Hla thoughts weal bach to an earlier chapter in his lite, i when he had been madly la fete with glamorous Veronica Cray, motion picture actress. He had broken their engagement when :he refused to glre up her career, and later had married Gerda, whose sjarlsh derolloa had left him tree to pursue hie beleied profession. la llenriells he had fouad the Inlelllgenl understanding which Gerda Inched. Reeeatly, whrn eshaasted after a difficult eeasion with old Mrs. Crabtree, his farorite ellnle patient, he had alopprd og al her aludlo. He was annoyed, however, when he recogolred Gerda ae the model ased for Henri, etta’a latest masterpiece, The Worshiper. Meanwhile, la the dining room, Gerda contemplated the cooling rnaat. and the coming week end. with equal despair. Khe did not like the Angkalells and felt awkward and aueomlnriable In their company. Jobs’s arrival banished her eahappy thoaghts CHAPTER NINE “IF YOU hated aick people, you wouldn’t be a doctor, dear,” aaid Gerda, laughing gently. “That's exactly the reason," aald John Christow. "No doctors like alckneaa. Good Lord, thia meat’a stone cold. Why on earth didn't you have It gent down to keep hot?" "Well, dear, J didn't know. You see, I thought you were just comIng-" John Christow pressed the hell, • long, irritated push. Lewis came promptly. “Take this down, and tell cook to warm It up." He spoke curtly. “Yea. sir." Lewis, slightly Impertinent, managed to convey in the two innocuous words exactly her opinion at a mistress who sat at the dining table watching g joint of meat grow cold. J Gerda went on rather tncoherentiy: , 7A! orry ' aear - ,n m y fauls, but first, you gee. I thought you were coming, and then I ght, . WcU ’ U 1 did • cn <l ‘t John interrupted her Impatiently. Oh, what does it matter? It Isn t important Not worth making • song and dance about" Then he asked: fl’''-,' “Is the car here?" “I think so. Collie ordered It." "Then we can get away as soon as lunch Is over." Across Albert Bridge, he thought and then over Clapham Common, and later, up Shovel Down—trees golden red—woodland Wow o£ everywhere - the soft autumn ’he'hiir’ 4 d °* n OV “ CrC *‘ 01 Lucy and Henry . . . Henrietta. He hadn't seen Henrietta for four days. When he had last seen I'hL ** en “» r y She'd had that look in her eyes. , . , n Ol abstracted, not inattentive —ha couldn’t quite describe it—that took of seeing something—something that wasn’t there-aom*. thing (and that was the crux of it) something that wasn't John Chrifitow' He said to himself, “I feow *•’» * aculfitor. I Jmjow Uz work's

ra / Mi Roosevelt (left) chats with Committee Chairnun nor Elliott tells of Meyer's "highly exaggerated" expeme k (w i ELLIOTT ROOSEVELT, testifying at the Senate inquiry into HxJ Hughes’ wartime plane contracts, claims the probe ii > p J Umar campaign on the part oLßenate War Investigating (>r Chairman Owen D. Brewster (R), Maine, against the memory<s late President Franklin D. Roosevelt. Young Roosevelt itjd colons that Johnny Meyer, Hug * publicity agent, must be eons in his party-throwing testnXny at the public heanr.f.fq’i bald inv fair share Os the bills."

good. But, darn ft all, can't she put it aside sometimes? Can't she sometimes think of v.a —and nothing else?" He was unfair. He Inew he was unfair. Henrietta seldom talked of her work—was indeed less obsessed by it than most artists he knew It was only on very rare occasions that her absorption with some inner vision spoiled the completeness of her interest in him. But it always roused his furious anger. Once he had said, his voice sharp and hard, "Would you give all this up if 1 asked you to?" “All—what?" Her warm voice held surprise. "All—this." He waved a comprehensive hand around the studio. And immediately he thought to himself, Fool! Why did you ask her that? And again. Let her say "Os course." Let her lie to me! If she’ll only say, “Os course J will" It doesn't matter if she means it or not! But let her say it I must have peace. Instead, she had said nothing for some time. Her eyes had gone dreamy and abstracted. She had frowned a little. Then she had said slowly: “I suppose so. If it were necessary . . ," Necessary? What do you mean by necessary?" “I don't really know what I mean by it, John. Necessary, as an_ amputation might be necessary." “Nothing short of a surgical operation, in fact!" "You are angry. What did you want me to say?” "You know well enough. One word would have done. Yes. Why couldn’t you say it? You say enough things to other people to please them, without caring whether they're true or not. Why not me. For God's sake, why not to me?" And still, very slowly, she had answered: “I don't know ... really, I don't know, John. I can't—that's all. I can’t" He had walked up and down for a minute or two. Then he had said: “You will drive me mad. Henrietta. 1 never feel that I have any influence over you at ail.” "Why should you want to have ?” "I don't know, hut I do." He threw himself down on a chair. “I want to come first" "You do, John." "No. If I were dead, the first thing you'd do, with the tears streaming down your face, would •>e to start modeling some blasted mourning woman or some figure of grief." ° I wonder. I believe—yes, perhaps I would. It's rather horrible.” there looking at him with dismayed eyes. The pudding was burnt. Chrtoanu /,'“*?* hia e J* brow « over it and Gerda hurried into apoligles. whv Th*? B °J Ty ,' d * ar - 1 can t think th , at • hould happen* It's my tok« ♦»,?*• me the ,o p and * ou the un<lern eath." hfJnhnTi'?. waa burnt beeauae tm» J rn n .P ,rUtoW ' had stayed sitXrtlr Cfl " auUto « for a to toinkfn ,n h u° Ur after ha needed Mrs about Henrietta and Mrs. Crabtree and letting ridicuw2 hL .7 P over hlm - The f»“’t to M ‘ Ot,C Os <»*«»• denJX h ' lha blarne ' "«<•- burnt 8 nTr» h V t 0 try and eat lha aTwav. P h... . er,elf ' Wb y dld ’he ® mar,yr of hiXT. T . Why Terence stare at Whv J. ha u‘ QW ' tnt *re*ted way? have to U “ lly7 *"• His ed lrr «»Ung? We wrath fen on Zena. *3* Wow

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“Bhe's got a little eoM imM dear." "No, she hasn't. thinking they have coto: fejright” 9 Gerda sighed She “ad been able to understand ikfl doctor, who spent his tuse ing the ailments of ottrntail be so indifferent to Uw emA his own family. He ainpfil culed any suggestion of dba ■ "I sneezed eight taw lunch,” said Zena ■ “Heat sneeze!" saxJ ■ “It's not hot.* H 11 '“Th® thermo' , ttr lr . tit fifty-fi“e.' John got up. "Have we finished? get on. Ready to start, Ge*? ■ “In a minute. John, HiJSiB few things to put in" “Surely you could hew that before. What have pskfl doing all the morning?" Hi went out ot the fuming Gerda had burned cfaß her bedroom. Her anxiety quick would make her er. lint why couldn't she ready? His own mine* packed and in the hall WfO earth— Zena was advancing aMp clasping some rather stckjdjß “Can I tell y<»tir fortune, I know how. I’ve told M J Terry’s and Lewis' and IcxiW Cook’s." | “All right-’ I He wondered how M was going to be. He wantedUfl away from this horrible hxae ro this horrible street and full of ailing, sniffling. people. He wanted to get lo and wet leaves—and the gnj aloofness of Limy Angkst* J always gave you the she hadn’t even got a Zenji was importantly out cards. .1 •That's you m ths rtid*H ther, the King of Hearts T»F| son whose fortune's told a •MJ the King of Hearts. Art deal the others face down- 1 I the left of"you and two ® I right of you and one or«M head-that has power and one under your power over it. And this ers you! J “Now!" Zena drew s ~ breath. "We turn them the right of you is the V Diamonds—qmte c l **: Henrietta, he th< ugbt. tarily diverted and Zena's solemnity. . "And the next one l» of Clubs—he's sonic qw» man— , , k , "On the left of you b of spado* that's " Have you got a secret er )■ ther?" . “Not that I know rs- ( “And beyond is the Spades-that’s a much , "Lady Angkatdl. himself. t rt “Now this Is whatr head and has power ove Queen of Hearts. • • • Veronica, he thought ] # And then: What » \ uw* Veronica doesn't mean me now. “And this ts und-ry I ’ ll ' you have power over >t" of Clubs. ...” . mos Gerda hurried Into the> “I'm quite ready no*^ t p "Oh, wait. Mother »’ , telling Daddy's lut card. portant of all. The one you " t’?* Zena's smalt sth _ turned it over. She g» 00-it's the Ace * . That's usually a desW'l “Your mother." going to run over L*!?l <t. o