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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 Dick D. Heller President A. R. Holthouse Editor C. E. Holthouse Treasurer J. H. Heller Vice-President Subscription Rates , By Mall 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, $7.00; 6 months, $3.75; 3 months, $2.00. By carrier, 20 cents per week. Single copies, 4 cents. The Florida tourist will not find weather relief in this part of the country. One thing this great nation needs, and doesn’t seem to have got around to yet, is a better system of rain control. •—o o It’s just as dangerous to j-wilk across a busy street as to drive too fast through a residential or business district. Let’s watch our step. * 0 —0 — Pegler and Pearson must have downed a mint julep and called off their battle, convinced that the public might not care which side won. j | o o — The dollar that goes out of America to pay for imported goods comes back again to pay for American goods. Why can't the high-tariff advocates see that this is the way trade works? •—o —o — Commenting on Gerhart Eisler's leaving the United States, a newspaper editorial reads, "There Is no .such thing as an American Communist. There are only Russian Communists. We do not want them and Stalin is welcome to them.” o o — The state routes through the city are being remarked and zoned with broad white stripes, plainly visible to pedestrian and motorists. Parking and walking within these designated zones will prevent accidents and assist in the easy flow of traffic through town. o o .Farmers hfve replanted much of the corn, due to the damage from the downpour two weeks long in cultivating the fields and long incultivating the fields and putting out the crops, hopeful that favorable weather will reward their efforts. 0 —_ 0 Monday and Tuesday will be school election days. Th6 township trustees will appoint a county superintendent of schools and the city council will elect a member of the Decatur school board.

I Arthritis Victim Can Be Helped

By Herman N. Bundesen, M. D. ALTHOUGH we have no "sure cure" for arthritis, and will not have until research reveals the true cause and nature of this dis' ease which today cripples so many Americans, we do have many helpful treatments. 1 wish to emphasize this because so many people believe that once you have arthritis, it can only go from bad to worse. This is definitely not true. Experience has proved that with proper treatment early in the disease many patients can be greatly benefited and the progress of their disorder checked. Today, we are finding that X ray treatments over the inflamed joints can be used to relieve pain in many forms of arthritis, it may be used in oeteoarthritiß. in which there is an overgrowth of the bone tissue, in rheumatoid arthritis, which is the ordinary type causing deform ity, aad m gout, as well as in bursitis. la the last named disorder, there is inflammation of a bursa, which is a sac containing fluid and is located over a joint X-ray has been found quite dramatic in relieving the intense pain which usually occurs in bursitis. Usually, three or four X-ray treatments are enough to reiieve iue pain and make if possible tor the patient to move the joint more freely. It has been found that any form of beat treatment makes the skin more sensitive to X-ray. Hence, such treatment should be avoided for at least a week before and a week after X-ray treatments are Lives. By beat treatments are ’ naaAt iuch tbisgs as diathermy or eJecthcal treatments which pr»

These are important posts in every community, for our schools are akin to our homes, the training of our children being largely dependent upon the teachers employed in the schools. o o— — A burglar leaving a warehouse building was knocked out by a bottle of whisky dropped on him from an upper window by a watchman who had discovered the intruder. This may be the first instance of liquor leading to a man’s downfall without being removed from the bottle. o o— Decatur’s new golf course will make it possible to have intercity games, a fine stroke in building good-will and understanding, if men engage in play, they can't be enemies and soon will learn that the other fellow from the next town is much like himself. . . .a human being concerned with making a living and caring for his home and family. o o You'll enjoy a visit to Camp Quinn in Hanna-Nuttman park where the Boy Scouts are holding their Caraporee. The Scouts are on their annual outing and it will do your heart good to see these manly young chaps operate their "tented city” and engage in scout activities. We hope the weatherman turns his storms the other way, a frequent experience of the boys being a "drowning out” before camp adjourns. Old Virginia: This is a big year for Williamsburg, Va., and an important anniversary in the early history of our country. Just 250 years ago Williamsburg, known heretofore as the Middle Plantation, become the capital of Virginia in place of Jamestown, the first settlement. Jamestown had been almost completely destroyed by fire in 1676, and for the next 20 years efforts were made to transfer the capital, efforts which finally succeeded in 1699. A strong argument was that Jamestown, situated directly on the James River, was unhealthy. The original reason for its choice, that it, commanded the river against a possible Spanish invasion, no longer prevailed. Williamsburg, restored through the philanthropy of John D. Rockefeller, is a fasinating reproduction of an eighteenth century colonial town. But to many the bare site and the few ruins of Jamestown, the first permanent settlement on American soil, will always iyive a romantic appeal surpassing even that of Williamsburg. , I I

duce heat deep in the tissues; hot air, flight, and hot tubs. Osteorathritis of the spine causes a great deal of pain in the back. It is reported that considerable relief from the pain of this disorder may be obtained by X-ray treatments of the lower back muscles. It is thought that the X-ray treatments improve the circulation and help to relieve muscle spasm. There is a Qpe of arthritis affecting the hip, known as degenerative arthritis. The pain in this disorder also seems to be relieved to some extent by X-ray treatments, probably due to the lessening of muscle spasm. However, the X-ray treatments do not seem to check the progress of this type of arthritis. : There is an inflammation of the spine known as spondylitis, also called Marie Strumpell's disease after tthe physicians who first described it. This disorder begins with pains or aching in the lower back and progresses to the point where permanent stiffness of the spine occurs, usually in from one to five years. Some physicians believe that X-ray treatments are helpful in this condition. It is thought that such treatments relieve muscle spasm and pain. The relief es stttscle spaam may increase the possible movements of the spine to some slight extent. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS T. 8.: .My fingers are rough, dry and cracked. What causes this? Answer: The condition which you describe is probably due to an allergy ar atopic dermatitis; that is, you are sensitive to something with which your hands come in C4MMCL •

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX I LIBBY’S voice was beyond con- i trol. “I don’t need you 1“ she asked her daughter. “No,” Jane said. "There's nothing here tor me to do-nothing here tor me to be—and with Daddy there are so many things, i 1 like the boys. 1 like the way she lives. 1 like her. 1 like .having ; a real home. Oh,, Daddy!" “You've been that unhappy, Jane?” Libby said. “Yes... Yes... I’ve been unhappy because I've been nothing, because you wouldn’t let me be anything. 1 want to live the way other girls live, the way Helen and Daddy live. Oh, please try to understand! I’m not like you. 1 don't want to be different. I hate this apartment I’m ashamed of it And Daddy says he’ll take me to another eye man and maybe 1 won't have to wear glasses all the time. You don’t want me to grow up, but you can't stop me. You’ve lived just as you wanted to live, but you expect me to live the way you want me to live, and 1 won’t do it I’m not you. I’m myself. You can’t think for me. 1 want to think for myself. You can't shelter me or spare me from anything. This is my life and I’ve .., I’ve often wished 1 had never been born! Why did you...why did you let me be born?” Libby looked as if she had been struck several hard blows across the face. Her face was red, blotched. “You don’t really like people,” Jane said. ”1 do. You don’t really like them because you don’t trust them. 1 do. It’s just like 1 told Daddy—that everything you do and the clothes you wear are like .j.like publicity for yourself!” Libby blanched. The red spots upon her face deepened. She seemed to be shrinking in size momentarily so that she looked quite tiny and defenseless. And now the black satin pajamas looked ridiculous, and out of harmony with the scene. Even the apartment looked as artificial as a movie set. Dick said. “Jane. Jane, you can say too much, dear!” “I’ve got to. Daddy. I've got to. Pm only telling the truth. Why should you learn the rules if you’re not supposed to apply them? Christian rules and commandments. Laws are no good if you don’t live by them, are they? I’m only telling the truth! I’m not I afraid of the truth about myself. II know IL I’m not pretty, and I’m ! not popular, and boys can’t stand me. I’m a social flop. I dance like a horse. And with glasses I'm go- ; ing to ießk like one! You...you > can't do anything about yourself ' unless you're willing to know your- . self even if it hurts!” Beatrice sat in appalled, horrified silence. The residue, she thoucht This is all that’s left of the bright promise of those two ; lives I saw coming together tn I marriage. T*u, the blatant cruelty I of an hysterical child, the mael- , strem of naked emotion and Libby shrinkinz. shrinking— Now Libby's face was the color of ashes. She swayed like a thin reed and clutched the table, pressing her long nails into the hard wood M th it the table would fori ever bear the mark.' of Uua mo-

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put a •hand’ul of borax into it, fill with hot water, and put into the oven for a short lime. The browned particles will soon loosen. j Modern Etiquette By ROBERTA LEE 0 Q. If after inviting guests to dinner you find that you must leave town on urgent business, what should you do? A. Telephone each guest, explain, apologize, and mention a definite future date. Q. When a person staying at a hotel has a complaint to make,

ment The veins of her hand stood I out blue and strained and hideous. 1 She said, “You may go. I’ll send i your tidings.” The next instant Jane was penitent and sorry. The tears rolled unchecked down her face and beside her mouth. “Oh, Mother, will you ever torgive me?” Libby's eyes were as lightless as unlit lanterns. With supreme effort she said, “l.do. That Isn’t hard. But it wiil be very hard for me to forgive myself. I doubt if 1 ever can." Jane turned her ravaged little face to Dick. He put his arm around her and led her away. Beatrice’s stricken eyes followed them. When she looked at Libby again, she had slumped down beside the table. “Libby.” Then she saw the feeble motion of Libby’s hands, a gesture that told her that Libby wanted her to leave. And as she closed the door she heard it—the sound of desperate grief, the sound of teara It was unthinkable to go home. She went out and sat in her car sick with her own helplessness, her own sense of guilt and responsibility. We blame lots of things on the times in which we live, she thought Our confusion, our uncertainty, our tragic lack of leadership. But we are the times, each and every one of us. We condone divorce and broken homes, and make it so easy that the divorce rate has spiraled to alarming proportions. In our distorted minds we make war a time of prosperity, and peace a time of depression. We are all to blame. The shame, the defeat rest heavily upon all of i us. We don’t need a bigger na- • tional income. We need a bigger national character. Not more atom t bombs, but more national cohesion i and integrity, humility and sacrifice for the common weal. We i need to rearm morally. I As she finally drove down her . own street, she saw Marianne in i a cluster of children stop to wave at her and blow her a kiss. We • must build a healthy core in our ’ children, she thought Teach them ! to adjust themselves to certain un- ’ deniable truths. I'm so tired. My • thoughts are spinning. I saw Libi by dissolving into that black heap i beside the table. And now I must c take a bath and dress and put on • my mask for Porter, for Marianne, i for Frances Where am 1 going? i And where have 1 seen Bonnie i Watson before? Porter brought ■ her here to be his secretary. It i was not an accident. It all f part of a plan. He’s with her now. - He’s with her every day. He’s with her far more than he’s with • ma. And people are beginning to s talk—that feather-brained woman f at the party the other night—l o don’t know what to do, but whati ever I do must be riffM. I can’t 1 make any mistakes. The line is so ■ fine between safety and peril, bes tween all those small delights we knew, Porter, and a lost, dead r hope. i She went tn the front door. The - house was lovely. Frances had 1 made a fire. My house, Beatrice ■ thought My lovely house. She - went over and stood before the

whom should he see? A, The clerk at the desk; he should never take the liberty of complaining to any other employee. Q. When a man is calling at a girl’s home, and is leaving, should the girl get his hat and coat for ' him? I A. No; if there is no servant I to do this, the girl should let i him wait on himself. ' 20 YEARS AGO TODAY 0June 4 — Stanley Canfield and Fat Elder, arrested at Fort Wayne, confess to robbing the Hobbs, Ind., I bank. James W. Lawson, 70, died at his home on Johns street this morning. Decatur banks receive samples of the new and smaller currency bills which are to be used starting July 1. The St. Louis Cards take the lea d in the National league. A. B. Hall buys 11 lots in the I Hanna addition, Decatur, and will build a number of houses for sale. Dr. Burt Mangold reelected president of the Decatur school board. ’ 'Cooks'Comer' BY MARY R. SMITH The Best Part of the Cake What catches your eye when you look at a cake illustration in a cook ( book or magazine? The icing, of , couTse one can’t help but notice the rich looking icing, swirled on ’ the layers to add a festive note. Because we all like to make our ’ cakes as good looking as any illusi tration. here are my three “pretty as a picture” icings for cakes that f taste as good as they’ll look. , For an all chocolate cake or but-'

Are, and took out the combe that held up her hair. The sensation of her hair loose was good—l’m not going to wear it up anymore, she thought I’m not sophisticated. 1 don't want to be sophisticated. I don’t want to be one of the best dressed women in town. I don't want to be perfect 1 want to be me. A fighting optimist Libby called me. Lam a woman in love with her husband, terrified of losing him, and 1 am attracted to another man, and 1 have just witnessed the most appalling of human dramas—and there but for the grace of God—what does it all mean and where does it end? She eased her feet out of her shoes and stood in her stocking feet That too, felt surprisingly good. She had never done such a thing before. “Why, BeelIt was Porter, She had not heard him come in. Indeed, she had no reason to expect him at this time of the afternoon. And now he was standing there highly amused at the way she looked with her hair hanging down and in her stocking feeL He was chuckling. She looked at him as if he were a ghost, and then she felt a current of energy pass through her. “Oh!” she said. His eyes were searching her face -half-serious, half-amused. But most of what he was thinking and I feeling was inscrutable. It seemed to her then that be had never seemed so handsome. Did he sense it? They looked at each other cui riously not as though only a few feet separated them, but rather as though if one moved forward he or she would plunge to unimagin- ’ able depths below. Beatrice thought, I want to press ■ my body against yours, Porter, and i feel your livingness. But I cannot i even come to you. I'd fall into • whatever there is that is between I US. * She said, "I guess I do look ■ pretty funny.” i “No,” he said. “You look cute. > Though 1 suspect how you hate • that word applied to you." r Beatrice touched her hair. “You i mean you .. .” • He nodded. “Yes, I like it better r down. I don’t know why you ever ■ put it up.” > “I didn't know, Porter." t “No, 1 suppose noL It really i doesn't matter, does it? Just for , a moment I" ... He turned his ! wrist and looked at his watch. • “I’ve got to step on iL Not much I time." He looked at her. “I'm got ing to Chicago tonight Mr. Rai mey is picking me up in a couple . of minutes to give me a last mms ute briefing before train time." i “You’U need some things.” 5 "Just a few.” i “When are you coming back?" I ‘That's hard to say. I won't be ■ back until 1 get what the old man t wants. In a week or so, I should 3 say.” As be turned away, he - picked up an envelope from the e table. “Didn't you see this? A. 1 letter from your mother. No mistake about that handwriting. It's e from Cecily ell right" i “Hl read it later." e He went upstairs two steps at ea time. t jTo Be

ter cake, I like a chocolate frosting:

Creamy Chocolate Icing • 1 egg, unbeaten 2 eups confectioners’ sugar. % teaspoon salt % cup butter or margarine. 2 squares unsweetened chocolate, melted. Combine ingredients. Beat with a spoon or by electric mixer until combination is creamed thoroughly. Recipe makes enough icing for 2 9-inch layers. t . Butterscotch icing for spice cakes is my preference. Here's the icing recipe I use: Penuche Nut Frosting 2 cups brown sugar, firmly packed. % cup milk. % cup vegetable shortening % teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon vanilla. 1 cup chopped nuts Place first 4 ingredients in a sauce pan. Bring slowly to a rolling boil, stirring constantly. Boil 1 minute. Remove from stove and beat until lukewarm. Add vanilla; beat until thick enough to spread. If icing becomes a little too thick, add a I small amount o{ cream. Add chopped nuts; spread icing on cakes. Recipe makes enough icing for 2 9-inch layers. A versatile icing that goes on any cake is a boiled icing. Here’s the recipe I have found most satisfactory: Boiled Frosting 1% cups sugar % cup water 2 egg whites 1 teaspoon vanilla Cook sugar and water together, stirring until sugar is dissolved. Boil without stirring to 238 F. (or until the syrup forms a soft ball when tested in cold water). Pour over stiffly beaten egg whites and beat constantly until mixture holds its shape. When frosting is cool add vanilla. Recipe makes enough icing for 2 9-inch layers.

Court Actions A complaint to foreclose a mechanics lien was filed by Curtis F. Hill against Dale D. Moses, etal. D. Burdette Custer is attorney for the plaintiff. In Kuhner Packing company vs Steury Abattoir, Inc., complaint on account, the defendant was ruled to answer. In the divorce action of. Goldie

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN BEATRICE bent down and picked up her shoes and walked over the rug. It’s only the rug, she thought Why didn’t I go to him and put my arms around him and tell him how much I want him? Why didn’t 1 tell him all these things in my heart? How much I need him. Her image in the mirror struck her curiously. It was a rare thing for her ever to glance into a mirror unless she was dressing. She stopped and looked at herself seeing, strangely, a girl who had stood before a smeared mirror in a hotel room in Atlantic City and brushed her flowing hair. Ana to the image of a decade ago she said silently, And L the present, tell you that 1 have lost more than I have gained. I’m not half the woman you were. But 1 kept my promise. I became a successful wife. 1 became so successful a wife, a hostess, a bridge player, a mother, a daughter-in-law, a clubwoman that—have / forgotten to be a woman T And 1 have been so self-right-eous, so sure that it was all Porter’s fault! A perfect wife. That's what Libby called me the day 1 met David the first time, and I winced! That’s what everybody calls me. Has the woman been sacrificed for the perfect wife? I’ve partitioned myself into so many people. Have I lost myself? Have 1 lost what made Porter love me and want md? She was stunned by the impact of her own questions as she went upstairs and went to the closet, took a piece of luggage and began to pack the things she knew from long experience that he would need for approximately ten days. She had done the same thing so many times that she was scarcely conscious of doing it Her fingers moved slowly, expertly. And then Porter came out of the bathroom and changed into another suit and shirt and tie. He stopped and looked at her curiously. "No one in the world tan pack a bag as well as you, Bee, or anticipate just what a man needs away from home to save him a lot of bother." The words stung sharply. Ah, yes, I have learned bow to do everything so well—l tried so hard because in the beginning 1 didn't know how to do anything. And I succeeded so well, too weli, in all the things that really don't matter too much, and tailed in the one essential thing—to hold your love and your desire. She seid as calmly as she could, "Porter, why didn't you let me know that Bonnie was a stranger here? I'd have helped her." His dark eyes quickened perceptibly. There are some pople who don't want to be sponsored. Bee. They don't want to be the guest of honor. They want to find their own way. I know what you’re thinking. We were eager enough to be sponsored by the Rameys." “Do you thxnk it was a mistake?” Though she looked at him frankly, his face WM closed to her.

Roop vs Orval Roop, a motion to make more specific was filed. Marriage Licenses Charles E. Lawless, Fort Wayne, and Donna Eana Monholler, Fort Wayne. Merlin Habegger, Berne, and Alice Schtig, Berne. Dale Beer, Monroe, and Betty Lichtenberger, route 5. Vocal Clinic To Be Held At Berne Berne, June 4 — Walter Allen Stults. head of the voice department of Northwestern University at Evanston, 111., will be in Berne over the week-end to conduct a vocal clinic. He will audition several young people personally. They are Lena Nussbaum, Edith Moeschberger, Virginia Habegger, Bill Barrett, Mary Ellen Nussbaum, Waneta Neuenschwander, Phyllis Ashleman, Waneta Nussbaum, DeWayne Felber, Mrs. Jack Purves and Freeman Burkhalter. Trade In a Good Town — Decatur

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That’s a post-mortem, isn’t it?” he asked. “It’s done now and we’re in it up to our ears.” His eyes surveyed the lovely, rose colored room, Beatrice’s soft chaise longue, the silver brushes on ms chest of drawers, the bottles* of French perfume on her dressing table, the outrageously expensive bedspreads. With his face still closed to her he said, “All this and the Rameys, too. You look shot, Bee. What happened today?" She closed the bag and snapped the lock. Then she sat on his bed, and cried at lasL ‘1 know,” she said. "1 never cry. But why shouldn’t I? I've hated women who bid for sympathy through their tears. All my mother ever had to do was to let a single tear fall, and she got what she wanted." “But what happened?” And after she had told him with great difficulty in speaking, she said, "A lot of people will say that Libby had it coming to her. Maybe she had. But to see her, to see anyone wither like that She was falling all the time Jane was saying those ghastly things to her. I left her on the floor and alone. You canit see something like that without thinking that it could be you and your child, Marianne and L” His quick sympathy surprised her. "That was tough. But she knows you'll stand by her. She has a lot of friends." Beatrice shook her head. Her own face was blotched and shiny now, and her lipstick was gone. She looked quite plain. “Libby had a lot of friends," she said pnconscious of herself, “while she used her energy and her money to be seen and to entertain them. But from now on Libby will be the forgotten woman. I saw her crack and break today." She sat up and dried her swollen eyes. “I'm sorry. I know you want to be going." “You don’t look like yourself, Bee. Your daughter won't know her own mother when she comes in." When the telephone rang, he picked it up. “Hello. Yes. Sure, Bonnie. Read it to me. Okay. Are you sure you’re all right? And remember 1 made the arrangements with Joe Weaver to pick you up in the morning and take you home. Fine. Good-bye, Bon." When Beatrice arose he said, “Bonnie had a telegram to read to me. She wanted to aay goodbye." He went to her and kissed her cheek. It was not a kiss at all. It was a habit. "See you,” he said. He picked up the bag and left the room. • • • It was not until Marianne was in bed that night that she took Cecily's letter, and was surprised to find that it had been postmarked in New York and not in Palm Beach where Cecily customarily spent the month of January. Beatrice read the large, sprawling, childlike handwriting: Darling, I didn’t go t Palm Beach after all and the reason for my change of mind 4 shall tell you

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Kmghts Os Col unibl To Elect Officers The election of offlcer ß i Knights of Columbus 'J 0 ' place Monday evening ! \ of C ’ han- The meeting 3 w vene at 8:30 o’clock. Walter Nielsen To Graduate At Valpp Walter Nielsen, son of J Nielsen, Decatur, is one „ Valparaiso University JI who will receive their diJ Sunday. Maj. Gen. Luther Miller i ington, D. C„ who i s J army chaplains, will he speai the 75th commencement exJ which will be held on the] in front of the university J ium. 1 Nielsen will graduate fro] college of arts and science! has been secretary of his] nity, the Alpha Epsilon, I Trade in a Good Town - d

when 1 see you. That's why writing, for you know ho abominate (is that word sp correctly ? there isn't a die ary around) writing letters, point is, darling, that 1 1 you to run up to see me as as you can. Oh, 1 know won't dash away, and th really no haste, and 1 know the holiday parties do str long into January and that are being very social just and wouldn't want to miss i the world. I don't want yo miss anything on my acc (1 haven't missed anythin) yours), and you are so m sary to Porter’s career and being and al) that sort of tl Men hate to go to parties a There’s no one with whon gossip afterward about who or was not there and what ei one did and said. That’s most delicious thing after about any party, don't think, coming home and tai about it? But your scatter-brained mother needs advice, Beat and you're so good at decu and I’m so bad at them. Surely Marianne must lx most as tall as 1 am. But if i going to be tiny as 1 am, t her to accentuate her small and not try to disguise it body has always been sue pleasure to me because I ve n been bulky and I've never hi wear anything tight Your gifts were heaven!) always. The slips and nil were lush. How do you do Much love, Mother P.S. I hope you will remer to tell Porter how 1 adcre and how thoroughly I app of him. Beatrice smiled because mother’s letters always m smile. Yet in this one a commonsense usually 1 Cecily’s brief little notes usually only said s ' going and for Bcatn Srritt her in New York. ■ not, however, strange to ask her friends and w for advice. She was coW asking people what col think she should have her painted, and what coat she should buy this - where should she go« mer now that she couldntj Europe until things « there. She asked them.** told her as best they » ’ She n T r Jj J She * 1 they advised. She and say that she ha mind. What problem her now Beatr.ee coa-d n problem, she u»w ; ( blithely out of t consequence to changed mind frantically to cancel reservations, or so be turned lam. Cecily * oul( ? memly that she had mind. ,< { To Bt Cento*™