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' DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT Published Every Evening e Except Sunday By THE DECATUR DEMOCRAT CO. Incorporated Entered at the Decatur. Ind., Post Office as Second Class Matter J.* H. Heller President A. R. Holthouse, Sec’y & Bus. Mgr. Dick D. Heller — Vice-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; 8 months, $3.75; 3 months, $2.00. By carrier, 20 cents per week. Single copies, 4 cents. Yes, this is "one world.” but there are an awful lot of people in it, all wanting to have their own way, and raising Cain when they can’t get it. 0 o The cost of the town election in Berne was $254.80, or 30 cents per vote cast. That’s not too high, considering that most of the money was paid to election board members for their services on election day. The important thing is to count all the ballots. o o The truck driver who walked away with s£<J,ooo from Uncle Sam’s mail service, had $21,164.30 left when police caught up with him in a Kankakee roadhouse. Thus ended a 12 hour binge and a few hours entertainment with the girls, with a one-way ticket to federal prison for his experience. New York City has just abolished the Aquarium at the Battery, which in its time attracted millions of visitors. Now. traffic is so heavy in the metropolis that policemen must work frantically in keeping the streets cleared so that sightseerers can get a look at Rockefeller Center. o o “Darkest Africa” is no more. Just one part of Africa is unexplored. the southwestern Sudan, now to be entered by Dr. James L. Clark of the Museum of Natural History in New York. The rest of the continent has hotels and gasoline stations, and the natives, when asked to help travellers, are not interested in payment with beads and trinkets. They demand wrist watches and boxes of cigars. o o Governor Warren of California has thrown his hat into the political ring and is a candidate for the Republican presidential nomination. Emphatically, he states that he will not accept the vice-presi-dential nomination. With him, it's top place, or nothing. If Taft, Dewey or Martin are nominated, he seems to be the logioAl candidate for second place on the ticket.

A Disease Affecting Arteries

By Herman N. Bundesen, M. D., In choosing their victims, some diseases seem to be “sex consci- 1 ous.” One such ailment is Buerger’s disease, which attacks men almost exclusively. Doctors call this condition thromboangiitis obliterans, a name which indicates that there is spasm of the arteries, together with inflammation of the arterial lining, sometimes, blood clot formation. In the vast majority of cases, the arteries of the legs are the ones, chiefly affected. Symptoms consist of pain in the legs, particularly after exercise, coldness of the legs, blueness of the skin in the affected area, and occasional limping. The underlying cause of thromboangiitis obliterans is unknown, though it is thought that the excessive use of tobacco may be a factor. This view is supported by the fact that most of those who develop it are heavy smokers, but, on the other hand, the disease has been known to occur in some who have never used tobacco at all. In treating this condition three , things are necessary: first, to pre- i vent any injury or infection; sec- I ond, to promote circulation and, third, to relieve pain. The avoidance of injury to the 1 skin is most important. In general, ; it is best to avoid the use of anti- i septics on the skin unless they are .< greatly diluted. The feet should be 1 gently cleaned each day with soap and water. The slighest injury or scratch to the skin may lead to in- 1 section, and infections in these 1 cases are dangerous and may develop into gangrene. < Care should be taken in cutting I the nails to make sure that the i soft tissues are not injured. If I

regardless of personal wishes. © o o A member of one of the county’s pioneer and prominent families was removed in the death of Wil*5) liam W. “Wig” Briggs, who during a lifetime of four score and three years, lived 75 years in Geneva. Mr. Briggs and his brother were long active in the mercantile life of his community. He was engaged in the hardware business and served with credit as postmaster of Geneva, being named to that post ip 1914. He kept an active Interest in civic and political affairs and for many years was one of the most widely known citizens in the south half of the county. His friends regret his passing and we join in extending heartfelt sympathy to members of his immediate family. o o School children of the JuniorSenior high and Lincoln buildings showed a sympathetic heart and humanitarian streak by taking up a collection and buying 18 cases of condensed milk which were loaded on the Friendship Train this morning. Augmenting the local donation, the Red Cross office included six cases of milk. Five freight cars were loaded with condensed milk and canned food, which will be shipped overseas to the hungry. The Friendship Train was suggested by Columnist Drew Pearson and as an advertisement stated, “The people have brought it to life.” Many cash donations also were sent by individuals and firms from this county to the Friendship Train Committee. o o It begins to look as though the independent people of Czechoslovokia have been living in a fools’ paradise. They have been doing well economically, and their elections have so far been free. They have optimistically expected this condition to continue. Reports reaching London say, however, that a situation is shaping up similar to that which existed in Hungary before the Communists used force to upset the results of the honest elections and gained control of the country- The Czech Communists failed to gain a majority in the elections, and jockeying is being done which may result in a Soviet-backed Communist dict'atorship. The Czechs have tried to be allies of Russia and still keep their political independence. This seems to be Impossible, as shown by the experience of other countries bordering on the Soviet Union. The world will watch the . outcome with interest.

, there are any corns or blisters, ' they should be taken care of by i the doctor to make sure that no infection may occur. The feet should be protected particularly from excessive heat or cold. In the winter, the patient should wear warm socks and large, loosely-laced shoes. To aid in improving the circulation. liberal amounts of water should be drunk. The diet should be rich in proteins, such as are contained in meat, milk, and eggs, and should, of course, supply all the necessary vitamins and minerals. One form of treatment frequently suggested is to inject a salt solution into a vein every second day, or about three times a week. If exercise causes pain, the patient should remain at rest in bed for a time. A certain type of exercise has been suggested, called Buerger’s exercise. In carrying this out, the leg is raised for a minute, lowered over the side of the bed for a minute, and rested for five minutes. When the leg is hanging over the side of the bed, the patient'should move the foot and the toes. Pain may be controlled by the use of such drugs as the salicylates. There is an operation known as sympathectomy, in which the nerves running to the arteries are cut. This operation has been found helpful in some cases. ' QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS S. U: la there anything that can be done to get rid of superfluous hair on the upper lip? Answer: Probably the best method to remove superfluous hair is by the electric needle. When properly performed, this method i» permanent and leaves no scars.

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o O Modern Etiquette By ROBERTA LEE O — Q. What should a girl do when a i man calls unexpectedly, and she has a previous engagement? A. Tell this man immediately that you are very sorry, but that you have an engagement. Then invite| him to call again if it is your desire. ( Q. When an engagement has been broken, should photographs be returned? A. Yes, unless special permission has been given to keep them. Q. Should a woman wear gloves to a formal dinner? A. Yes; she should take them off | at the table and place them across ■ her lap? I w ‘ i . -—7-— • 1/ .*?M * <ni B Nov. 15 — Stockholders of the old

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CHAPTER FORTY-TWO MARTIN SAID curtly, "If you’re ready. Paul." Paul saluted smartly and said, •Quite, sir ’’ But the swift glance that passed Detween him and Greg was touched with humor, as he swung open the door and stood at attention. Lissa turned back for a parting word with Gail. “Do let me hear from you, darling,” she said quickly, and her eyes barely flicked Greg. "And when you and this absurd young man patch up your silly quarrel, I shall see to it that you have a suitable trousseau.” Gail caught her breath and her face burned. Greg looked straight at Lissa and his eyes were cold and inimical. “Don’t be silly, Lissa,” said Gail hurriedly, carefully avoiding Greg “The only trousseau I shall ever need is smart dark clothes, practical enough for the office. I may even start wearing white linen uni- ’ forms—the patients would probr ably trust me more.” > “Nonsense, you’re much too pretty to wear uniforms In a uni- - form you would be dangerously r devastating," said Lissa She kissed Gai) lightly and let Martin help her into the car. With a final exchange of goodbys. the big car slid down the drive and the others watched until • it was hidden by the trees. I , It was Norah who broke the si- . lance. "Gosh!” she breathed youthfully il. "Sl.’e’s quite a person, isn’t she?” Charles eaid. “She’s relinquish-

i Ing the trust fund, Norah, return- ! tng it to me." “Wl’at?” Norah was the only one wh o had not been present at . that set sion, though Gail had not I realized it unti) now. "Uncle Charles— honestly?” Charles nodded and put his arm : about Kate, who drew near to him “It was t;er own idea, and Kin1 ! cald seemed to approve." he said i "And since the money means so ' little to her now—” Wide-eyed. Norah breathed, , I "Why—we’re rich! Gosh!” Her awe was so honest, so uni assuming, that Gail felt a little wrench at her heart Nothing had so sharply marked the contrast between her old pre-Tw'n Oaks life and this—that the money that had seemed so inadequate to Li'asa was obviously a vast sum to these whom she. Gail, held so dear. “All the things we can do,” Norah breathed. She turned about and eyed the old house with gleaming eyes, and then she laughed and confessed. “But now that we can tear it down or turn it around or upside down. I’m not sure 1 want to. After all. it has sheltered us ” “And like the faithful old friend it is. it deserves to be prettied up a bit.” said Cb ries firmly. They were so happily absorbed that they did notice when Gail

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I Lincoln Motor Car company sue Henry and Edsel Ford for six million dollars, on patents. Mrs. Christena Niblick, 67, dies : suddenly from a heart attack at ; her home. Seventy-one are missing as result of an explosion at the Pittsburgh Clay Products company plant in Pittsburgh. Harry Fritzinger appointed rural mail carrier for route three and Harry Crownover for route two, 'Decatur. Mrs. Sarah J. Blackburn, 84, Decatur pioneer, dies at her home after a long illness. Edward Hurst buys eight acre farm south of Decatur from Mrs. Mary for $6,880. Col. Roy I Johnson conducted the auction. The postoffice at Magley has ! been discontinued due to the frequent robberies and the patrons will get their mail on route four, Decatur. 0 It isn’t your position, but your ' disposition, that makes you happy or unhappy. •

slipped away. Her heart was heavy as lead in her breast, she would so , have enjoyed being a partner in all the activities of remodeling the old house, bringing out its latent beauty and making it comfortable and attractive. But she had lost her right to any partnership in the place; they would be glad to have her if she wanted to stay, but she knew forlornly that Greg didn’t want her, and she could not bear to do anything that might make Greg uncomfortable or dissatisfied Now that Paul.was coming back, now that there would be money for farm machinery. Greg and Paul could run the place with all ease m the world. And she, herself, must go back to her independence— which suddenly seemed nothing less than desolate loneliness and heart hunger. Her feet had carried her without her being aware of any intention, to the little house, and for a moment sne looked at it through a shining mist of tears She was lost in bitter-sweet dreams when, like a continuation of her dream, the i door opened and Greg came out on the flat steps ' For a moment, so sure was she I that she was merely imagining all I this, that she smiled at him tremulously. and even put out her hand • to him tn a little, lovely gesture > of surrender But when he took 1 a step toward her and the mist cleared from her eyes and she saw - that he was real, she was instantly on guard. “Oh—hello,” she said lamely, ’ hurrying to say the first words - that came to her mind. “1 was—-

taking a walk." 1 “So was I,” said Greg, and his < mouth vas tight and his eyes bit- ; ter. “I haven't liked myself- much i these last few days. Thought I’d try to come to terms with myself, I even though I can never hope to : make peace with you, after the ' way I’ve treated you.” Gail had the startled feeling that she had taken a step in the dark and plunged into .space. The solid earth seemed to have been whipped from under her feet and she could only stare at him, her eyes wide in the drained pallor of her face “I don't blame you,” said Greg grimly, misinterpreting her bewildered astonishment. “I deserve nothing but to have you turn your back on me and refuse ever to speak to me again. I havi been lower than a duck's belly, going around heaving nasty words at you and trying to kid myself they didn’t hurt me more than you I’d like, though, Just to tell you that I'll never get over being ashamed and feeling that I should be shot, because I didn't have sense enough to know that a girl with eyes like yours couldn’t possibly be anything but the finest, sweetest, most honest creature alive." Her whisper came, small, broker, a mere breath. “Greg!” He took a step closer to her, a

IO ' 0 I Household Scrapbook I By ROBERTA LEE I O n Painted Walls When cleaning walls, shave a bar pf soap and melt it in six quarts of hot water. Add 4 tablespoonfuls. of ammonia. Apply with a paint. | brush and then rinse with hot ( water and sponge. Rub dry with a clean cloth. Old Sheets A worn sheet can be used as bandages in an emergency. Tear it into different sized strips. It should be sterilized in the oven and then wrapped in paper for the time of need. A time Saver The housewife will save both time and trouble if she will keep a waste basket in every room, including the bathroom. Q. EXTEND o** 0 ** Achievement Meeting An achievement meeting of the Monmouth boys and girls clubs was called by the girl’s president, Qaflol Kirsch. Announcements were made by the vice president, Dorothy Crosby. The 4-H song and pledge were given, followed by “America” and the pledge to the flag. A duet was sung by Janet and Janice Busick. Pictures showing camp life, local meetings, 4-H club fair, and many other social and educational events were shown by L. E. Archbold and Anna K. Williams. Gold, silver and bronze pins were presented to the completing members for their achievements in the past year. This year the girls have a 100 percent completion, which gives them their third gold seal for their charter and a 4-H club banner. This year is the first year for the boys but they also had a 100 percent finish, this winning them their charter. Gifts of cooking and baking sets were presented to Thelma Daniels' and Dorothy Crosby. The meeting closed with refreshments being served by the adult leaders to the 62 persent at the meeting. Clean your fingers before you I point at my spots. — Franklin.

look of dawning wonder In his 1 eyes. But before he could touch her, he thrust his hands deep in his pockets and turned sharply away. “Don’t cry, darling,” he said huskily. “I don’t deserve it. But I loved you, Gail. I love you now. I'll always love you.” Gail said unsteadily, “Thenthen that’s all that matters. Greg.” For a stunned moment he stood stock-still and then he turned on her sharply, his face quite white behind his sun-bronze. “What did you say?” he asked, as though he could not believe his ears. The tears were slipping down her face, she brushed them away childishly with the back of her hand and her smile was tremulous. “I said I've always loved you, too, Greg. I adore you. I—can’t ever stop.” Long before she had finished I she was in his arms, held close and | hard against him, her tear-wet 1 face hidden against his shoulder, j her arms holding him tightly, as i though she would never again let i him go. He held her for a long moment, and then he tilted her face, his fin- i gers beneath her ehin. His voice” shook with a very passion of tenderness as he said, “Sweetheart! Darling—DARLING. Oh, my sweet, I can’t believe it—that you could forgive me.” “Who talks about forgiveness , when two people are in love ?” she i said with a soft, eager rush of words. “You had a perfect right to

think me a heel, darling—and other unpleasant things. After all, you’d spent so much time despising me before ever we met.” He kissed her, his mouth eager and ardent, and cradled her in his arms and said softly, "Heart’s treasure—we’ve wasted so much • time and it’s all my fault. Dearest, , I do love you so terribly.” There was a long, lovely interval of blessed quiet, when it was I enough just to be here like this. | close in each other’s arms, the 1 bright and shining garment of their love wrapping them securely, always and forever, against any fear or danger or loss. And then he said huskily, “Darling, I can have the house finished, ready for occupancy, in another week. Will you marry me then?” She was flushed and radiant, the marks of tears still on her cheeks, her mouth a soft scarlet flower kissed into exquisite perfection as she looked up at him. “Well. I’ve never believed in long engagements.” she said with sweet audacity. “But if that’s the best you can do, I guess I’ll have to wait.” • His arms tightened about her andjlis eyes were shining as he bent his head and set his mouth on hers in a kiss of ineffable tenderness and joy. (The End) a.

CARD OF THANKS We wish to extend our sincere thanks to Rev. Eddy, the Gillig & Doan Funeral Home, Phil Sauers the Adams County Home and to anyone who helped to lighten our sorrow caused by the death of our father. Max Knave! and Family, Harvey Knavel and Family. 0 THREAT OF RED (Continued from Page 1) pressure fronfc both the right and I left wings. Each faction charged he government with favoring the other. Communists and left-wing socialists charged De Gasperi with attempting to establish a dictatorship. Marseille, center of French communist outbreaks, was quieter today after the pre-dawn police raids. Two companies of security police were suspended because of their failure to protect the city hall in Wednesday’s demonstration. A regiment of infantry was standing by to protect the prefecture against further attacks. The only new disorder reported in France was the disruption of a political meeting at Cannes by left-wing elements. OR MONEY BACK! with st™ CANDY TABLETS \ Wj| Take off those fatty \ bulges. Have a slim, stylI ish figure by following ta the Sm plan. Wl NO DRUG I'l/ NO LAXATIVE 9 1 NO EXERCISE Styl Candy Tablets will help you to reduce . . take off ugly fat. Simply follow the directions. Styl is the new Vitamin and Mlnefal Candy Tablet. 33 day supply, $2.25 Smith Drug Co. I 1

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CHAPTER ONE ALISON VAN DYKE was 16 the day she waited in the lobby of the Mayflower Hotel in Washington for Sam Tarrant, whom her sister, Teresa, was going to marry tomorrow. Alison and her mother, Kitty, had arrived that morning from Vermont and scarcely had they met Sam before Teresa, the great planner, suggested that Sam take Alison to lunch today while Kitty was at the hairdresser’s and Teresa finished her shopping. It was like Teresa to want to know where j everyone was. Alison supposed she I was that way about Sam, too. But now she couldn’t think about ' Teresa or the unmistakable note of | apology in her voice when she had i introduced Sam to her mother and : sister for wishing that she were I at least 19 and respendent in furs as the girls who swept past her I inconspicuous chair in the lobby Sixteen was a terrible age to be, especially when you had grown since buying the tweed suit you wore and. not having worn a hat all summer, you felt ridiculous in the little brown beret that sat atop flowing ash-blond hair. Moreover, stockings bought for this occasion felt like creeping things on brown legs that would have looked better bare. The casual brown loafers with the country dirt still on their thin soles looked incongruous on the rich carpet. Even though it would be nice to pretend that she was, she hoped no one would think she was Sam's girl because if Sam suspected anyi one did, he would be embarrassed, i The difference between Teresa and j herself was appalling. To aspire to be like Teresa would be like’aski ing for the moon and the sun and 1 the stars all at once. What really troubled her about this luncheon was that Sam might be bored. Back home when all this was over she could forget the short sleeves of her jacket and the crawling rayon stockings, but she would not forget that Sam had been bored. Because since that first meeting with him in the station this morning she had been living in a kind of confused enchantment. When she saw him coming through the door, her spirit began to spiral. When, later, she saw them at this moment she remembered that one of her ears picked up the fearful tones of a stranger speaking about the war that was so imminent in the autumn of 1941 while the other waited for the warm drawl of Sam’s voice. Their eyes, hers smoky gray that held arfioy jjot yet released, his candidly brown and ex-

of administrator ESTATE NO. 4307 ; Notice In hereby given I That the undersigned has | )w „ pointed Administrator of th«*i, ( ?" • of Sarah M. Smith late of Adin! ■ County deceased. The estate Is proh ably solvent. proa. N»v ry i4 Fr uu-”^ r . «- to '«r.t W . N \‘.J 4 MM ‘ Hubert R. MeClea linn, Attorney. iea. Nov.) 15,-23-29

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cited and happy, met when she arose from the chair. “Hello,” he said. "Am I late or were you early?” "I was a little early, I think.” Please, she thought, don’t let him be bored. But what shall I say? What could anyone say after he has been listening to Teresa’s conversation, so sparkling, so sure, so right ? He gave her a smile of warm friendliness. To her who loved the sun and who had so long missed the gentle warmth of southern France it was like basking in it on the first spring day after the long, frigid, Vermont winter. She noted again as she walked beside him that he was tall and thin with broad shoulders and that there was a gangling grace to him. His face was reserved and sensitive, capped by close-cropped thick black hair. She could no more explain why she thought his could be the face of a priest, young and ardent with a glowing faith, than she could understand, knowing him not at all, the smoldering quality in it There were some people like Teresa whose lives were like tall red flames ever seeking to be taller and more vehemently red. But there were others like Sam who ' seem to smolder more enduringly. i When they were seated in the ' dining room, she knew for certain i that she could not eat a thing. Sam lighted a cigaret “This • isn’t much fun for you, Alison, ' having lunch with an old guy like > me. I hope you won’t be too bored.’ ■ He spoke slowly with the warm ■ drawl of the south in his voice. 1 “You—you don't go to the hair- > dresser’s, do you?” “No.” I “Well, don’t. Your hair suits you r just as it is.” > He liked her hair. ... t He gave a short laugh. "You’re ■ quite a family, you and your moth- > er and Teresa. Only I haven't got ; you straightened out yet. Just t when I think I’m getting some- ■ where with the story something I always happens and I never get ■ to the end of it” He smiled. “Mayi be you can tell me.” She could not tell him that her f mother had once been called a i beauty and had never gotten over i it The incomprehensibly gay • daughter of an inwardly spare 1 New England couple, Kitty had r first married Wyn, a painter, who s had been as irresponsible as her1 self and with whom she had lived 2 in picturesque poverty. It had been a happy poverty, though, she had f often told Alison, because they had • lived tn such levely place# in Spain - and ry«ac« W Teresa W

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come to share their she had never shared tlffli ness. “My mother’s Deen K twice,” she told Sam. sa's father died in Erma took Teresa and went tacri mont.” Kitty had remained in »s until she could content to dering soul no longer. W visit friends in the « France, she had managtd® to get the money for tie tj her parents. Once there ■ promptly married Walter Dyke, a newspapermani of the world, a gentle,» philosophical man. Alison said, “Bjtrta mother went back to married again, she left W Vermont with my was bom in Nice. When my . was-was drowned, mow . went back to Vennont Because there had W . else that Kitty couldl M Vermont they had i occasionally did the old , possess Kitty, but I eral and spent! • tiring days in New ToA» ; were so desperately [*» > Kitty's . surprise of everyone to . most nothing i Sam asked, when your mother ; Vermont to live • “I was nine. . "And Teresa ’ to art school in B»J» ( * i was 18 and n . Vermont to Ige. . much time for yo 1 .TSfe Would she ever W* r her . choking sensaW h». 0" ! t She had loved hun f |( > « ’’'.“VSl.*"' . his beioved HttJ • " e !w s c "r»B»j: s * . vou’d rather notShe lifted er r writer, a newspaP tfij 1 Sam smiled. g,*! r esty were in evel yth» f to u "f er £ by 2 thought. J f l un ' d er»t«% 1 he seemed to j his understands® . felt his charm a TsrtSt 1 his exciting pelTO an. **, “I’m a 1 unspectacular lb I better eat II cold.”