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PASTOR ASKS IF THERE IS TASTE TO WHITE OF EGG Dr, E, A, Robertson Bases Sermon on Strange Bible Text, “It is hard for the man of ,the ■world to acquire an interest in the things of God or the spirit of life,” Dr. E. A. Robertson said Sunday from the pulpit of the East Park M. E. Church. “Sometimes,” he said, “it takes misfortune, disaster or great sorrow to awaken him to the realities. All such may find a worth while suggestion in the words of our text. ‘ls there any taste in the white of an egg?’ "This is a strange text. We find in the Bible many homely expressions. When we come to read the passage in which this occurs, we see that the words were uttered in the bitterness of soul. How marry expressions, constantly used, were born in the stress and agony of life? “Job was near the breaking point. Tou know his story. His sorry case was only aggravated when his friend, Eiiphaz, tried to show in his affliction the working of divine providence. “The intentions of Eliphas were good. ♦His speech is full of well meant sympathy. Charity is an easy thing to dispense, but to dispense sympathy is difficult for many people. A Lesson From Job “Job had always enjoyed the sunshine. You read in the first chapter of his story of all of his flocks, his herds, his family and of his riches. Now disaster has come and Eiiphaz makes a sorry mess of comfort. “It is a gloomy outlook and trouble swiftly follows. Try to be a comforter in such a case and you will have a man’s job on your hands. Have you ever been laid low, racked with pain? In comes a robust friend and says, ‘Hello, old man, you'll be all right in a few days.’ “Now you know how Job felt and can appreciate what was in his reply, ‘ls there any taste in the white of an egg?’ He meant, ‘Such sympathy and advice falls flat. Next time bring words better seasoned with salt. “What man or woman, I wonder, ate eggs before he knew of pepper and salt. So much in life depends upon the seasoning. “It does not occur to us that what seems insipid can be made palatable with a little seasoning. Only to those who will not use seasoning is the white of an egg distasteful. “The Bible is great spiritual seasoning Nutriment and seasoning may keep it attractive," Dr. Robertson said. CONVERT IS SPEAKER Sermon at Tabernacle Sunday on “God’s Love.” The Rev. Armin A. Holzer, Philahelphia, a Jew converted to the Christian faith, -spoke at the Cadle Tabernacle Sunday. His sermon was on "God’s Love.” CHRIST UNCONDEMNED Rev. Reed Addresses Audiences at English Theater. “Search every word uttered against Christ by His enemies and you cannot find any word that would

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condemn Him by any fair-minded jury in this land,” declared the Rev. V. Fenwick Reed, Greencastle, speaking at English’s Opera House Sunday. He spoke under the ausp'cas of the Indianapolis Gospel Chorus. ■* * “JIM” DAY SUNDAY Third Christian Church to Honor Serbian Missionary. Members of the Third Christian Church will observe “Jim day” next Sunday in honor of Jim Alexander, native Serbian, who will return soon to his home land to do missionary work. Alexander is a j member of the congregation and will speak on his boyhood experiences. A farewell dinner will be given him June 16. “THE AMUSEMENT BAN” Baptist Pastor Scores Dancing in Sunday Sermon. “If the Methodists want to drop the ban on dancing, it simply means they want to serve the dancing master and not Jesus,” declared the Rev. C. H. Scheick, pastor of the Lynhurst Baptist Church, In his sermon on “The Amusement Ban,” Sunday. YOUNG FOLKS MEET Rev. F. A. Hayward Will Address Council Tonight. The Pike Township Young People’s Council will meet tonight at the Bethel M. E. Church. The Rev. F. A. Hayward, executive secretary, Indianapolis Federated Baptist Churches, will speak. “BETTER PARENTS NEEDED” God Pity Children Who Follow Habits of Some Mothers, Pastor Says Better fathers and mothers is the need of the Nation today, said Dr. Frederick M. Taylor, pastor of the First Baptist Church, in his Sunday evening sermon. “God pity the future citizens who take on the habits of their cigarette-puffing mothers,” said Dr. Taylor. MOTORIST IS HELD AFTER ACCIDENTS * Found Intoxicated in His Auto, Police Say, George Katanich, of 311 N. West St., is held in the Detention ward of the city hospital today following 1 two auto accidents late Saturday. | Katanich was found, police say, intoxicated in his auto at Seventeenth and New Jersey Sts. with j both wrists cut and his arms bruised. Jake Eckert, of 3328 Aqueduct St., and Ralph Pearce, of 1321 W. Twenty Sixth St., identified Katanich as the driver of the car who shoved them from his running board after he had with their machine at Market St. and Senate Ave. Police say the car Katanich was driving answers the description of the machine that failed to stop after striking Leo Pauley, of 3113 Ruckle St. at Hamilton Ave., and Washington St., earlier in the evening. Pauley, who was badly bruised, was struck after alighting from a machine.

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Kokomo is printing thousands of j copies of the ordinance for drastic traffic changes. They will be I given to all automobile owners. Summitville, six miles north of Alexandria, is planning the biggest Fourth of July in history. Glenn Lawrence, William Connety, Ed Montgomery and George Arkenau are in charge. Muncie is facing an epidemic of lawnmower thefts. "Padlock ’em,” i says a police order. j Greensburg police found Henry Hanse, 15, runaway from Noble, 111. His baggage was a cigar lighter. No cigars either. Mrs. Ida A. Dunbar, Colfax, wont to a Frankfort jeweler for ear rings for her pet pig. Insanity proceedings followed. Rushville has a mystery. Orean Snyder escaped its burglar proof jail. There’s anew face a£ the posq| office window at Hoagland. Dayton I Barkley has been appointed post- ■ master, succeeding George F. Stout. | George Torrence of Elwood hs | been sued for divorce because be I plays a saxophone. AUTO STALLS ON TRACK Man Killed and Twentieth Century Limited Is Delayed. By United Press KENDALLVIDLE, Ind., June 9. —dTavid Santchi, 59, Wanaka, is d<md here today from injuries received yesterday when his stalled auto was hit by a second section of the New York Central Twentieth Century Limited. Santchi drove his car on the tracks directly in the path of the encoming flyer at the East St. crossing.’ The train was delayed here more than an hour, the locomotive being damaged in the crash. LITTLE GIRL "GENEROUS Gives Coat for Near East Relief and Sends Note Along. With the great bulk of old clothing soon to be sent to Bible lands by the Near East Relief, donated by ; generous Indianapolis folk on Bundle’ day, will go a pretty little coat, the | gift of Mary Branham, aged 10, of j 1027 Newman ST. Mary prized the coat because her I mother had made it, but the appeal of the Near East orphans was strong and she donated the garment. She tucked the following note in the sleeve: “I hope this coat will bring ! joy to the person who gets it. Your helper always. ’ Mary expects,to receive a reply to her note because she gave her addrevs.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Peter Newhall. Ausrusta,, Ga.. flees lo Alaska, after being told by Ivan Ishmin, Russian violinist, he tad drowned Paul Sacriohef. Ishmin’s secretary. following a quarrel. Ishmin td Peter’s wife. Dorothy, had u sred •uni to flee to South America. Ho joins Big Chris Parson in resjemte to a distress signal at sea. forcing his sea Jacket upon hint. Their launch hits rocks. Dorothy receives word that her husband’s body, identified by his sea jacket, has been buried .11 Alaska. She accepts Ishmin's attentions. But Peter has been rescued by another ship. Injuries completely change his appearance and he is known as l.imojuieo Pete. Larson’t body occupies his crave. Ishmin and Dorothy gi to Alaska to carry Peter’s body back to Georgia for burial. They do not recognize Limejuiee Pete, who is chosen as head guide. He leads them to the grave. While digging, a storm comes, carrying their ship to sea. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Ft T-UNCH the boat quick, Pete,” jL, jshe said. “Maybe we can * match her yet—” He shook his Jiead, soberly and respectfully. “You’d better get back under cover, Mrs. Newhall,” he advised. “It would just mean to be lost if we tried to catch her. She probably hswl good reasons for goir—” “But to leave us here. In this awful place—” “She probably didn’t have any other choice. I think likely her anchor chain broke. Her crew is heading for some shelter where she can lie at anchor —possibly clear to Port Heiden. She’ll lay up there till the storm is over, then come back for us. I'll make you comfortable; the best thing for you now is to keep dry till we can make camp.” “But how long before they’ll be back?” He looked straight into her wideopen, violet eyes. “That’s a ques tion, Mrs. Newhall. When these storms come up, no one knows when they are going to go away, hut surely it won’t be more than a few days, at most. Fortunately we've got plenty of grub—a good part of my winter supply that will last the five of us nearly a month, with fresh meat. I’ve got my rifle here, so we won’t starve. Perhaps they will be back tomorrow.” Pete himself was not an experi-

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enced camper, but he was a strong man, deft with his hands, and a few camping trips and deer-hunts in the last year had taught him the rudi rnents of woodcraft. He selected for their camp the first alder thicket ad jacent to the boat, which happened to be on an easy slope, immediately above and less than fifty yards back from the grave on the beach. A small stream flowed past their camp and down to the sea, providing plenty of pure water: and the grass of its bank* was deep and rich. A space was cleared in the center with the ax, and here. In a place of comparative shelter from the wind, he spread his own light, compact, waterproof tent. Here, on the soft moss under" the canvas, he spread tlie girl’s sleeping robe. “Duck for it quick,” he told Dorothy, as he wrapped his own great slicker coat about her. Ivan turned as If he would resent even this shadow of familiarity, but what he saw on the girl’s face silenced him. Dorothy had evidently not taken offense.*. Presently, her hand in his, they were racing together across the tundra toward the shelter of Pete’s tent. One of the natives dug up the roots of a certain dwarf willow that grew beside the creek, and here he found dry kindling that soon developed a cheery fire. Pete’s own camp stove soon had the tent thoroughly warm and dry. The situation looked a little better to Dorothy by now, but it was still a doleful project. The tent was for one person only; she could not image how the four men were to find shelter from the storm. This, however, did not prove difficult. Nick Pavlof was adepj. at building the combination dugout. and turf house that is almost the only kind of human habitation known on the Bering Sea side of the Alaskan Peninsula, and he soon‘had a shelter that not only defied the rain, but also wind and cold. Pete disappeared with his rifle up the hill; and soon Dorothy heard him shoot. He returned in a moment with a sump grouse, nearly as large

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as a chicken, that he explained was tho n 'Omparable ptarmigan <>f the barren lands. Pavlof, who had been given the job of assistant cook, cleaned it and it was soon frying merrily on the camp stove. n The entire company was improved in spirits after a lunch of the tender, delicious flesh of ptarmigan, fried potatoes, and reflector biscuits served with marmalade. Pete himself superintended her coffee, and .he seemed to know by instinct just how -he diked it: It was rich and dark and smooth; though of a of coffee drinkers, she herself could not have made it better. “I’LL CUT A LOT OF TUNDRA GRASS.” Camp work was completed in the afternoon while Ivan and Dorothy played cards to pass the time. They watched together the gray of twilight thicken over the land, followed soon by the swift-falling darkness. The three workmen moved dimly in and out of the firelight as they prepared the evening meal. Pete himself filled the girl's plate and brought the food, steaming hot, to her side. She ate heartily, grateful to him, and his last work was to dig roots from beneath her sleeping robe so that she might spend the night in comparative comfort. He paused for a single instant in the half-darkness beside her. “If the rain quits tomorrow I’ll cut a lot of tundra grass and make you a real bed,” he told her quietly. Ivan himself could not have been more considerate of her. She couldn’t explain how, yet this man’s understanding of the North, his confidence in his own ability to cope with it, and conquer it, passedfgM|M|^^2d

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comforted her. "You don’t think we’ll have to spend another night here, do you?” she asked. ”1 think it very likely. Is that ail I can do for you, Mrs. Newhall?” "Everything. Pete. You are very kind, Pete: what part of England are you from? Your accent is not greatly different from the men of my own country." He looked straight at her. “Liverpool. But I’ve been in America so long, in the North, it is queer my accent would be anything but Siwash." lie hade her good-night and soon vanish >d into the murk of the storm. She sat awhile with Ivan, listening to the beat of the rain on the tent'.' “Dorothy,” he asked suddenly, “does this "land take hold of you?” She waited an instant, half-dream-ing, before she attempted to reply. "It gels my Imagination some way, she confessed at last. “It has given me the queerest moods, the strangest, thoughts—all day long. How does it affect you?” He moved nearer, groping for her hand. He rnifght it at last, and his throbbed with the fierce pulse of his arteries. “Do you want to know how it affects me? It just seems to peel me down —to strip off a veneer of civilization that I’ve picked up somewhere and just leave the basic part of me. That part of me is something that you yet don’t fully know —and I’m some way afraid to have you fully know it.” His voice was subdued, and he spoke with evident difficulty. “Tonight I’m the ma of the Ural Mountains. The Occident falls away—and leaves only Asia.” A dim fear trickled through her, a sense of estrangement and at the same time of dteep fascination; and she struggled to regain her poise and self-confidence. ‘Yet this Isn’t Asia,” she said. “I don’t know. It’s so far west that it is almost east It’s like my own Siberia. Dorothy, did you notice Pavlof’s attitude toward me?” “No. Not particularly.” “It’s like a slave for his master. I am not boasting, Dorothy. That man lias enough echo of Asia in him to see Asia in me, and he bows before it. But I haven’t anything on earth in common with that big guide, Pete. You, on the other hand, seem to get along well with him. You instinctively like him." “The East is East and the West is West,” she quoted thoughtfully. “That’s it. Y'our Pete is an An-glo-Saxon—the most dominant of all Western peoples. I am a Russian — strictly speaking, I am a Mongol, and Oriental blood has slanted my eyes. There’s no use’ of trying to hide that fact from yotf, even If I

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were not proud of it. Pete and I could never understand each other; we’d fight and kill each other in a minute if the gallows and several other things didn’t drop a shadow between." “Yet —I am an Anglo-Saxon,” she told him. “Y'es.” He hesitated. “But also you are a woman. We men of the East do not look on women as we look on men. I don't love you for what you really are. Racial differences don’t have to interfere in a love like ours—in a marriage such as ours would be, that would move like a dream —in a garden. He took his violin from Its case and held it a while, lovingly, in his white hands. He began to play for her. softly. The composition he chose was one that she had never heard before; a wild, haunting thing in the minor that she guessed was a folk melody of his own Urals. He was not playing to her, tonight. He was simply seeking expression of his own unfathomable, Oriental soul. As always his te<mnique was flawless; yet tonight he played with a fire and an ardor she had never heard in him before. Ivan played on and caught the soul of this North in the wild, plaintive tones. The music, mingled with

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the sound of the storm, the rain lashing the tent, the long shriek of die wind, the beat of the waves on the shore. CHAPTER IX An Incident of the Trail Dorothy slept late, and Pete cooked her a special breakfast when he heard her stirring in the tent. She saw with relief that the worst of the storm had passed through the night. \ When Pete took the crude, tin eating utensils from her hand, he paused, for a moment, uncertainly. “Mrs. Newhall, tills camp is in need of fresh meat.” he began rather shyly. “We may be here a few day* yet, and a nice venison would go pretty good. I’m wondering if you and Mr. Ishmin would like to go into the interior with me today and see if we couldn't get a caribou.” Dorothy glowed at the prospect. “I’d like it very much, Pete. Let's ask Ivan about it.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) Baptists Conference Tonight June conferences of the First Baptist Church Sunday school will be held tonight in the church assembly room. Everett Allison and "W. A. Rowland will speak. C. S. Dearborn, superintendent of the school, will be in charge.