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for fho Slate Teachers Association for the pit ip-.- i urvt the teacher training progiam. DePauv. tlnivfisity's two torward-: on itsbaskeiball team, Ray Ragsdale of Washington ami Re\ Moffett ol Indianapolis, hold fourth and fifth places among the ten highest mrets

in the state for this season.

DePanw ITniversity made thirty-eight points or more the first semester and wen initiated into Alpha lambda jllelta, national honoiary scholastic oromy tor froahnten coeds The h 11 of honor women included: Margaret! Clawson, -Maty Margaret Hill, Jean i Davenport, Betty Jane Cor, Ruth! Frederick, Mary Jo Kninimel, Ruth Frill hh . Margaret Avery, Anna AmsImugli, Frances Drown, Ruth Drown, Christina Carney, Mary Jo ICnoclis,

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Twenty-four freshmen women at Gei trudi Heiod, Mai ian Jt m l.es.

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Fcg ami lack of jirirol force Dr. 1 ftds.l Traherne's airplane to dr scfiid in the Himalayan l.in<i<t'>ni of Hukh ichere. he and / is pa^ 1 ,, gen. Major Crespln and h.<t e ‘.I

not charging you nothing for that.” "We appreciate your generosity, Watkins," Dr. Traherne stated.

‘‘Fifteen thousand be it!”

"Now your’e talking,” Watkins

remarked patronizingly.

With no more waste of words.

J ucilla are held prisoners ucid ' With no more waste or worua, ing aord from India as to the •laic' Basil Traherne wrote undesigned.

•/ execution of the Haia

execution of the Ha in's thre*

half brothers, convi< ted of murder. The prisoners are to he sacrificed to the tireen goddess in revenge tor the. execution of the Ifuhhians. Tie Raja is convinced they /.note nothing about vireles*. Traherne is in love v ith lAieilla, estranged irom her husband hy his drinking. T hey plot to get at the uirelcss so tin Major, an expert opt rator. ran tend

a message to India for hi Ip.

CHAPTER XXVIII—Continued 'Quite a 'appy family," tin* man murmured insolently. But Tra kerne bad himself well In bind. ' I suppose you know.” be concluded gravely, "Ihat, strange as you may think It, there are people In the world that would rather die than break a solemn promise.” "Even to a hound like you, Watkins.” Major Crespin added bis patience gone.

CHAPTER XXIX ISTATKIN'S flung round on him W viciously. "1 advise you to keep a civil tongue in yer ’cad. Major," lie snarled roughly. Don't forget that 1 'are yon In I he ’ollow of ray ’and." “True, Watkins,” Traherne said quickly, "and the hollow of your band is a very disagreeable place m

to be In. That's why we're willing to pay well to get oui of It. Come, now, what shall we say .’'’ "Well, what about a little hist In Malment?” Hie cockney Insinuated oliily. "You ain't quite on your up pent, are you, now? You could come down with something, be It

ever so bumble?"

Dr. Traherne pulled out his pockethook instantly, and counted tils notes, "i have thtee hundred rupees and five ton-pound notes," he said, laying them on the table. Watkins (fniffed. "And you, Major?” he demanded, brnsnuely. Crespin tossed lib money down with Traherne’s. "Two hundred and fifty rupees." ho said; ' oh, and

some loose change.”

"Oh, never mind the chickenfeed!" Watkins said grandly. "And the lazly?" he turned and eyed her

as he spoke.

"I gave my last rupee to your wife, Watkins,” "Well.” Watkins said considering ly, "that’s about a hundred and twenty to go on with " "There." Traherne told him. placing a hand on tlio heap of notes, "that * your ttrst Instalment. Now, .what about the balance? Shall we say a thousand pounds apiece?" "A thousand apiece!" Watkins cried. “Three thousand pounds! You're Joking, Dr. Traherne! Wot would three thousand pounds be to me in England! W'y, I’d 'ave to taka to valeting again. So. no, sir! If I’m to do this job. I must 'ave enough to make a gentleman of me." He said it perfectly gravely. They stared at him In blank amizeuicnt. Then, almost In unison they broke fhto Irrepressible laughter—a hysterical outlet for pent-up

p motions.

Watkins was greatly offeuded— tut too he was a little puzzled. "Well,” he said with a contemptuous scowl, "you are the queerest lot as ever I come across. Your lives Is 'anglug by a 'air, and yet

you can larf!”

"It’s your own fault, Watkins." LiUcUla Crespin gurgled, hysterical by now. "Why will you he no funny?” A screaming note hhurpened ter laugh, and she broke into sobs. •Tm afraid what you ask Is beyond our means, Watkins," Traherne said. “But I double my bid—

two thousand apiece.”

"You’ll 'ave to double It again, •Ir, and a little more," Watkins ■aid smugly. "You write me out an I.O.D, for fifteen thousand pounds, and I'll see wot can be done.” “Well," Crespin blurted angrily, ^you are the most consummate—” Watkins Interrupted him Insolently. "If your lives ain’t worth five thousand apiece to you, there's nothing doing. For my place here is worth fifteen thousand to me. And there’s all the risk too—I’m

He handed the I.O.U. to Watkins, who scrutinized it, and threw it down on the writing-table. "That’s right, sir, but the Major must sign

it too. ’

Antony Crespin signed it at once, not li*3ubling to read. "There you are, damn you!” Watkins bowed. "Now,” Traherne Insisted, "get to work quick, and call up Amll-

Serai—

"Right you are. sir,” the man replied nonchalantly, and when he hud pocketed the I.O.U. unlocked the doors of the wireless room. “Isn't there some special call you must send out to get Amil-Seral?” Crespin asked him. “Oh, yes, sir, I know if.” Watkins said. He threw the folding-doors (luite open, took his seat at the wireless instrument, put the ‘‘receivers” on his head and began to tap-tap the wireless keys. Crespin whispered to Dr. Traherne sharply: “That’s no uervics

call!”

Neither of them had expected It would he. There was a pause. The room ached with the silence. Watkins sat "listening in." his cat-like head bent over the Instruments. ‘‘Right!’’ he said suddenly. "Got them, sir. Now the message.” He began to work the key, and as | it fell at his fingers’ tips, Crespin spelt out to Traherne softly, word hy word the message Watkins was semilng. “ ‘The—white—goats—are —ready—for—’ No, but the black

sheep is! Come on!”

Without one shimmer of sound they moved. As they passed her, Ducilla Crespin, with a death-ltke, quivering face, but a hand that never trembled, held out her scarf. Traherne took it—he already held bis own handkerchief ready. Watkins wired methodically on. The two men swooped upon him without so much as noising the nlr. Traherne jabbed the gag in. They tied tho scarf—tight—mercilessly tighter—still tighter. He lurched. He tried to squirm. He was powerless—helpless. He attempted to cry—It trailed off Into a strangled gurgle. That gurgle was Watkins’ death-rattle. Crespin twisted his arms behind him, tied the wrists with his strong, silk handkerchief. They made the gag fust. They swung him up hi their knotted arms—Traherne's face writhed. Crespin was smiling. They carried him out of the wirelessroom. Uuctlla Crespin sobbed as they passed her. They reached the window. For a moment they rested

on the balustrate.

"Must we—?" Traherne said

huskily.

"Nothing else for It”—Crespin almost chuckled—“one, two,

three!”

They lifted. They threw. Mrs. Crespin pave a gasping, shuddering,

sick cry.

The two men turned away from the balcony; stumbled back int* the room, Traherne like a drunkest man, Crespin erect and soldierly, lie crossed the room with a springy, soldier’s tread, and poured out ■ glass of whiskey. “At least,” he said quietly, as he lifted it to his Ups, “we haven’t taken It lying down.” He bent his mouth to the liquor—then—he put the untouched glass down with ■ try of intense excitement. "Hold on! Don’t speak!” They kept the silence they dared not break. His eyes flamed, and leapt. “1 have it!" ho cried. . . . “Yes, by God. I have it! I’ve remembered the call!”

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With its win ovi day night the (Ireeneastle High: School quintet ended its regular sea-j son schedule. And a nio-t sui'i-Tul - '-a son it | has been. All during the season the! team ha shown es* client form. De-j 1’eated in several game , its defeats j have been by narrow margins and i its schedule has been made up of , “tough” customers, loo. — With three tournaments ahead—! we are just that optimistic—the | Cubs are in a position to end the i easoti in a blaze of glory.

If they go through the sectional and regional tourneys, ns they should, they are apt to make things mighty unpleasant for some of the .State Tourney teams. It is in them. to do that very same thing if they j

can only get it out.

Greeneastle’s *‘B" team took Sullivan seconds into camp in a preliminary tilt to the tireeneastle-Sul-livan game here Saturday night. The locals led 25 to 5 at the half, and the encounter ended with Sullivan on the short end of a 45 to 10 score. “Tucker" Stone, who was ‘‘off” at Wiley Friday night led the locals in

scoring with six field goals. Hurst I center was a dose second with live i

Held goals, and Cancilla Who went in; ^ jn th „ p. lim , to0| (lllt thp ta || b „ v for Stone near the end of the con-1 mn(Je on | y two field goals and Dottest accounted for four baskets in a ; T( ,n a0te > s pt .t, could a :d

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Well, well, look what (iicencastle wont and done. Greencastle, !12; Wiley, 28; in the Red Streaks’ own playhouse too. Uig John MJklozek

few ininute. . McAnally, who jumped

center and dropped hack to looked good on the defense. Lineup and summary:

Cireeneastle (45) Stone, f Webb, f Hurst, c Godfrey, g ........ McAnally, g Cancilla, f Shonkwiler, r Karly, f Allen, f Totals

Sullivan (Hi)

Huiks, f Pheglcr, I - HI nek, e I Joyd, g Moon, g Mafiold, f Draper, f Sinclair, c Walters, g Brown, g Totals

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Congratulations, Tiger Cubs. No small victory when one knows that Wiley defeated Indiana State this week in i regularly played prnetio game- and Indiana State walloped ri your own DePanw a couple of times. 2 —Brazil Times.

, of th I ana High School Athletic Association. Art (iro o, (!. H. S. back guard, who is ill ot a slight attack of pneumonia, hn been removed from the hospital to his home and is now speedily recovering. It is doubtful it be will Is* abb* to get into any more games this year, unless it In* the State Tourney. And, of course, we are figuring (Ireeneastle in on that : little thing.

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CHAPTER XXX Ufs.KS you lock that door?” Cra«pin demanded, pointing towards tho corridor. His wife ran to It breathlessly. “No key this side!” sho told him hoarsely. Traherne went to It quickly. "Don’t open It,” he whispered. "There are soldiers in Ihe passage. I’ll hold It.’’ He put his back against the door—and stood rock-llke before it. Major Crespin strode to the wireloeg instruments and examimned them rapidly. "The scoundrel had reduced the current," he exclaimed, making an adjustment with feverish haste, but steady, expert fingers. "Now the wavelength!” He stll was adjusting. He caught up tho receiver*, and dapped them on. Then he began to irtinsmtt, sending their desperate cry for help out into the alien spaces of air—their grand balling cry of distress—over the Himalayas to a Britsh-lield station. Traherne at the door, alert for the slightest movement outside It, Lncilia watched him breathlessly. Crespin worked calmly on, expert and confident. He ended the first sending, and sat listening In quietly, while their breath came In painful pants. “Do you get any answer?'’ Traherne whispered across the roooa. _ H quatoHi.

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(iroencii-tle took all the starch out i of Wiley'-; long boys with a stalling game. Wlien Wiley finally came down the flour to break it up. Greencastle went in for points. IMohty of Terre Haute fans, whom for some reason wanted to se Wiley beaten, join in to root for the Cubs. Brazil

Times.

C rawforilsvIUe defeated Delphi; 28 to 23, on Delphi’s home lot, Sat-j unlay night, which is not so good for Delphi. Seems like C. 7.. A. R. Troster and) bis official futility have been makine j tournament drawings three weeks] prior to announcing them to any but the favored few. Just such as thi-*

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Naval Disarmament Conference infare the American dclegut,

the Royal Gallery of the House of Lords. Prime Minister J. Ramsay MacDonald is shown in the center addressing the delegation at the opening of the conference. At the extreme left in the front row

are: No. 1, Dwight Morrow, Amlin sador to Mi xico; No. 2, Hugh Gibson; No. 3, Senator Reed; No.

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4, Senator Joseph T. Robinson; No. 5, Secretary of the Navy Adams; No. 6, Gen. Charles G.

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