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**OIN HfRF TODAY _ **ONA MORAN, receptionist In s Wail Y-fffj law office. issurpriM-ri when her childhood sweetheart. STEVE BACCARELU, returns to New Yorlt alter years' mysterious absence Mona contributes largely to the support of her mother Invalid father, fjster. KITTY, and ne er-do-well brother. Bud Steve has been In South America, where, largely by chance, he hss. become associated with BARRY TOWNSEND. rich and socially prominent, who owns a diamond mine. Together they have made the mine, be. sieved worthless, pay handsomely. Steve owna a large diamond called "The Empress of Peru.” . LOTTTE CARR, fashion model. Joins Mona, Barry and Steve on several dinner and dancing engagements Mona's brother. Bud. is under obligations to BUCK HARKINS, night club proprietor and gangster, who plots to steal the huge diamond Steve suspects this. One night when Mona and Lottie arc Steve's guests, Bud telephones that his mother is ill. He comes to take Mona home. Later he returns and Is forced to conless he meant to steal the diamond. Knowing the gangster may kill the boy lor his failure. Steve decides to send him ■*o South America to work at the mine. 't'hey drive to Boston, where Bud jpHids a boat. Steve explains this to next day, warning her she must I*ll no one. Several days later Barry Invites Mona, Lottie, and Steve to spend Sunday at his uncle's palatial country home. Mona Is falling in love with Barry. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SEVENTEEN 'TpHE air was sharp and glowing. -*• Nestling at Steve’s side, warm In her woolen sport suit, Mona considered the world about her. On cither side in the Fifth avenue traffic were other expensive motor cars. The women in those cars were dressed beautifully. The men looked confident, distinguished. No suggestion of poverty or hardship here. Nothing of the life Mona herself had known. Steve had pulled out of that life. Lottie was pulling out, too. Her employer had raised her salary three times in the face of offers from competitors. And Mona was determined to pull away from Third avenue poverty. It had been Lottie who had found the blue sport dress Mona wore today. ‘‘Get It,” she advised. ‘‘lt’s a bargain and a real buy!” Mona had bought it. Girls In the stratum of society to which she aspired bought their sport suits by the dozen. For Mona it took scheming and saving to buy one. ‘‘But there isn't a debutante who’d look as much a queen in that outfit as you do,” Lottie had said Warmly. At Fifty-fifth street Steve halted the car to wait for Lottie. Twenty minutes passed before she appeared. !Then Indeed she was a vision,

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MAYBE there’s something a trifle ghoulish about the current eagerness to read of old-time murders, executions and criminal trials; but a lot of people (including this reviewer) seem to like that sort of thing, and if you’re one of that number, you hardly can do better than get the new edition of “The Newgate Calendar,” which Putnam's is issuing at $2.50. The book, as you probably have heard, originally was printed upward of a century ago. It is a kind of omnibus volume, describing in quaint, moralistic language a few hundred of old England’s most notorious criminal cases. Several things are apt to occur to you as you read the book. First; you will be struck by the enormous mine of material that lies here ready for the writer of modern mystery stories. There are many ways of committing murder, but practically all ot them seem to be covered in this book. Second, you can’t help being Impressed by the seeming callousness, not to say downright bloodthirstiness, of our ancestors. Hangings, drawing-and-quarter-lngs, burnings, whippings—evidently they w r ere commonplace not so long ago, and the criminals of the old days, in some cases, make a Chicago gorilla look meek and mild by comparison. Best of all, perhaps, is the lofty moral tone in which the book is written. In an age that takes its crimes straight, it is refreshing to find a writer to whom all crimes are “horrid,” and all criminals “infamous.”

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dressed in maroon to set off Mona’s blue. ‘I suppose I draw the rumble seat!” Lottie exclaimed. ‘‘All right” (waving a hand toward Mona), “I wouldn’t rob you for the world!” Steve started the car again and they plunged Into the park. Past the mall, the pond, out again into One Hundred Tenth street and finally, leaving the city behind, on to Westchester. Roads dipped and swayed toward them. They drove through wooded plots, through brown fields. Here and there they ducked into villages, were delayed by straggling, dressedup Sunday crowds. Steve drove with his eyes on the road ahead, a speculative frown touching his forehead. “This is glorious!” Lottie called to them. Suddenly they reached a ridge, overlooking one of many broad, shallow valleys on the highway. A lacework of bare trees attempted to hide the village beyond. Its few spires pricking into the sunshine like gleaming bayonets. Further still, near the broad summit at the north, was an estate. On a terraced hill, above lawns and shrubberies, there towered a huge house. A copy of a French chateau of the last century. A golf course had been laid out beyond the buildings. The terraced walls dropped to a stream below, where In summer ducks, swans and peacocks would sun themselve. ‘•That’s Twilands,” Steve announced briefly, nodding toward the house. “You’ve been here before, Steve?” Mona asked.

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Dirty Work at Crossroads Bret Harte didn’t know the utility lobbyists when he wrote: “That for wav that are dark And tricks that are vain. The heathen Chlneae Is peculiar.” If he had met those gentlemen who protect the interests of watered stock and legalized gouging, Harte w’ould have mentioned them instead of the benighted “Chinee.” The utility lobbyists set anew high for cleverness in handling bills enabling municipalities to purchase and operate their own utilities, pay for them through earnings and removing the publioly owned utilities from dictation of the public service commission. Two bills doing this were introduced in each house. The senate passed its measures and they await action by the house, which also passed its bills now pending in the senate. , Recognizing that they could not combat successfully the strength of public opinion, the utility lobbyists laid low and kept quiet for a while. n n n Now that the session is drawing to a close and the public heat seems to have abated, the utility’s counsel are crawling out from their dugouts all set to kill the bills. First step toward this taken in*the senate, when, on recommendation of Senator J. Clyde Hoffman (Rep.), Indianapolis, to whom the utilities and vested interests are as sacred as the w r hite elephant to the Siamese and loom just as big, a half dozen amendments were made to House Bill 682, which was written to open the way to public ownership. And here’s what the amendments do—they kill the bill generally and in particular nullify it in the following: In the first place, they give back to the public service commission the power to fix rates of municipally owned utilities, which means, judging by the past performance record of the commission, that municipally owmed utility rates will be kept high to avoid competition with private properties. The second amendment strikes out the provision in section 11 giving the municipality the power to condemn the property of any local pub-

“Several times.” “Why. It’s like the movies!” crowed Lottie, in ecstacy. “I’ve always wanted to go inside one of these big houses where you have to send out a searching party to locate guests straying from the room without a guide. I've alway wanted to semaphore a person sitting opposite me at dinner—!” “It's a fine old place,” Steve interrupted. u u * FNDEED it was a fine old place. Twilands, even from a distance, bespoke years of tradition, years of culture and care. Mona could picture the small Barry straggling about that lawn in white rompers, swimming in the pool or jogging along the country roadside on his pony. She thought of him returning here from school bringing his friends. At the time she and Steve had been swinging along Third avenue on the backs of ice wagons, and being shooed from the neighbor’s steps with their tops and jackstones Barry had been living in this beautiful place. “Barry should appreciate his good fortune!” Lottie declared. The fortunate young man met them just within the gate, emerging from the shrubbery as the car whirled inside. Steve jammed on the brakes swiftly. Barry was bare-headed, a dog nosing at his heels. He was dressed in heavy boots, riding breeches and a sweater that was not new. “It's great to see you!” he exclaimed, springing on the running board and pushing the dog aside with one large brown hand. “Drive fast if you can. stand it. I’ve had

lic utility for the purpose of purchase by the municipality. Under the original section the city of Indianapolis, for example, could as a result of gouging by the water company, condemn it by legal action and then purchase the property at a price set by court, enabling Indianapolis to join the ranks of the cities owning the most important of all human necessities. n n n A third amendment would make the city pay to itself, county and state taxes on the utility it owns until all bonds are redeemed. This is so that the price of the electricity, water or gas would be forced to the same high level of the private company, thus doing away with expected benefits. Senator Hoffman avers that Senators Charles Strey, Wabash, and William Hoadley, Bloomington, authors of Senate Bill 417, W'hich passed that body, and identical with House Bill 682, acquiesced to the amendments, which so emasculate the bill that it isn’t worth the paper on w'hich it is printed. But Senator Hoffman and the utility lobbyists are reckoning without their host, for they forget that the sincere advocates of public ownership are watching every move. n tt tt They also have apparently forgotten that Senate Bill 417, a duplicate of House Bill 682, is pending in the house, after winning through the senate. If the representatives pass Senate Bill 417 without amendments, it goes direct to Governor Harry G. Leslie for action. But wait a minute—one of the utility lobbyists hasn’t forgotten that, for only the other day he was preparing a number of amendments identical with those adopted in the senate and perhaps he will find a representative complaisant enough to introduce them. That is, if he isn’t tossed out on first base by vigilant friends of public ownership. But the utilty men are trying hard, thus following the saying: “That for ways that are dark, etc.”

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only coffee. Then well take a tramp or something.” The car crossed the gravel stretch and halted under the porte cochere, where Mrs. Faxon, the Townsend housekeeper, met them, smiling. The girls understood at once that she was more than an employe. In her twenty-five years of service Mrs. Faxon had been governess, secretary and now “hostess” probably was the word to express her position. As Steve put it later, she ran the place,” even when his uncle was there. Barry introduced them, standing with his arm about Mrs. Faxon’s shoulders. She was a charming woman, somewhat over 50, with soft

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white hair and a face far younger than here years. Lottie, with great restraint, refrained from mentioning the rather obvious resemblance Mrs. Faxon bore to a motion picture duchess. She greeted the girls charmingly. “You would have thought Barry never had guests before,” she said. “I was afraid he’d walk half way to White Plains to meet you if you didn’t come soon.” mb m SHE added that Barry's uncle was away, but that they would try to do the honors in his absence. Mona caught the solemn wink Barry cast in Steve’s direction, and smiled. “The boy has every fireplace in the house blazing high,” Mrs. Faxon

said, leading the way through the paneled hall to the living room. Here a cosy fire was burning. There was a piano, comfortable chairs, tables, reading lamps. Everything was fresh, livable and cosy. As they entered, a dog rose from the hearth, and wagging his tail, waddled toward Barry. A maid appeared and led the girls to a room upstairs to remove hats and powder their noses. In the ruffly, taffeta bedroom Mona and Lottie expertly repaired damages of the journey through the W'ind. The maid shook out their wraps and hung them carefully in the closet, indicating that when they were needed again she would bring them downsetairs. She straightened the gloves flung

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on the dresser, rescued Mona’s handkerchief from the floor, and quietly departed. Lottie ran a comb with practiced skill through her carefully scalloped blond hair, cupping her hand carefully about its edges, crouching toward the mirror as she remodeled her scarlet lips. “If you let this chance slip, you're a fool’’ Lottie announced abruptly. Mona glanced up in amazement. "What chance?” she asked, her eyes wide. Lottie walked to the window and looked out over ths wide meadows. “I don’t really mean that,” she said. "This isn't a chance—it's an opportunty.” , MB* SHE wheeled suddenly toward Mona. “Don’t let a school girl

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crush rob you of all this; Don’t let your friendship for Steve keep you from seeing that Barry is crazy about you. “All this, Mona, is yours for the taking! You don't even have to ask for it!” Mona laughed. “Barry Isn't in love with me. Don’t be silly! He flirted with me at the office, but that doesn’t mean anything." Lottie lifted eyebrows that were regarded “by the trade" as 100 per cent perfect. “And Steve.” Mona went on, “is—it sounds silly—but he's just a friend.” (To Be Continued) Tanks were first used in warfare by the British.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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