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I BEGIN HERE TODAY * MONA TOWNSEND. marrl*J *l* thonth* n<l widowed, inherit* her hm6nd s million* provided she does not Tewed. Her marriage, arranged bv Townsend'* lawyer who was Mona'* emJ lover, wag a itranae affair, leaving her tee at the end or a year to become er husband's wife In actuality or secure a divorce, Mona, In love with her husband* nephew. BARRY TOWNSEND, agreed to the marriage when she thought Barry was lost to her. * Barry Is In South America, where hr and STEVE SACCARELLI are partners in a diamond mine. Mona's brother, BUD. works for them LOTTIE CARR, tAshlon model, is Mona's closest friend. , Mona feels Barry ig entitled to a ahare of his uncle's fortune, but there 1* no legal wav for her to arrange this. She employs Lottie as her secretary and companion and they sail for South America. fMona hopes for a reconciliation with arry and also to find a way to give im a share of the Townsend fortune • Learning that Barry and Steve are •n a vacation at Holiday Island, they decide to leave the boat at Port of Spain. •A beautiful young French girl who Is trying to escape from her chaperon boards the boat. She sees Barry's picture In Mona's stateroom and cries out. Barn’!" . NOW do ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN * , T'VO you know Barry TownjL/send?’’ asked Mona slowly. She cjme into the cabin and, closing the door, leaned against it. • This other girl, this slip of a ytmngster really, was clasping Barry’s picture to her heart as though 6he loved him. She seemed scarcely old enough to love any one. Yet Mona realised she was not too young. Latin races, maturing early, had produced this girl who was crooning over the Jrtiotograph. •“Pardon, Madame!” said Celeste, startled, “do I know Barry?” A man epuid have loved this girl, Mona thought, for just that delightful, lingering drawl. "But there were other reasons as *Cril. Celeste was beautiful. She had wound her hair once more with the black and white silk handkerchief. Lottie's simple white silk frock suited her to perfection. .“You know my Barry, Madame?” the girl asked again, wondering. "But naturally! Or you would not have had his picture? Or maybe—he ees a—movie star?” “Movie star?" repeated Mona. Relief came over her with a joyous glow. “Then you do not know kQm?” You do not know who Ik* is?” •“I know heem,” responded the girl assuredly. She set the leather case back again on top of the wardrobe trunk whence she had removed it. “Where did you see him?” asked Lottie. “Here,” added Mona. “Sit down apd don’t be afraid. We would li£c to know where it was you saw Barry Townsend.” iThe girl hesitated. “I do him no wj-ong?” she asked carefully. “You are not—” -Celeste’s eyes traveled to the ring on Mona’s finger. “His wife?” Mona laughed a little harshly. “No. I am—l am h3s aunt! Don't be afraid. I have come here in search of Barry and it you can help me find him then ytm are befriending him. It may be ip my power to bring him much ■wealth.” a a a CELESTE sat down slowly. “Yes,” she said at last, “I will tell ypu. Why not? Oh, it is nothing! “I fell in love with him. Maybe you think I am young?” She drew herself up proudly. “I am seexteen! I met Barry when he went to Barbuda.* Hunting. I was there with m.v father. • “Barry was there in his what-you-c’all? Motor sledge. Ah, yes! He alid another gentleman. A dark man. They came to Barbuda—” .“Barbuda?” I “Another island.” There was a lilting note in the girl's voice. "Barbuda, where gentlemen go to hunt. Oh, a darling island. Planted —is that correct? —with game. A beautiful place. “The ancients who owned it used th breed fine slaves there. Only the loveliest of them remained. The others were sold. For generations ijie slaves from Barbuda excelled iji beauty. They brought high Brices.” * “Not now!” gasped Mona. * “Os course not now!” responded the girl indifferently. She smiled, •jit was there I met Barry.” “And he—made love to you 2” asked Lottie. ; The girl twisted and looked at her a moment. She smiled winningly. •’No.” ? "Ah," Mona breathed.

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! “Barry did not make Icve to me. ■ But I loved him. I tried to follow him.” She shrugged. “So Maria, my maid, was sent to take me to Barbados. Here I learn English.” “You speak it very well.” "I am learning the English the girl said reprovingly. a a a THERE was a hue and cry outside and then a shout. Lottie stepped to the door and stood against it. "It's Maria and a couple of officers. They want Celeste.” “Her parents are on board, aren’t they?” asked Mona. “Certainly they are! They came back from the club in the tender when I came. They did not expect the daughter. ‘T recall that they planned to visit her at her school after lunch. Lottie, let her go. They are looking for her.” “But these clothes!” Celeste began wistfully. “Look,” said Lottie suddenly, taking the girl by the shoulders. "Can you tell us where Barry is now?” “Holiday Island, I think. That is where —” “Where is Holiday Island?” asked Lottie sharply. “I don’t know. It was an island, that's all. Barry bought it ”

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Hear a Real Speech POLITICAL speeches as a rule have a boring sameness—each piece of oratory resembles the other in dearth of ideas and utter inanity. But an exception will be afforded Hoosiers Tuesday night, when Norman Thomas, Socialist candidate for President, addresses an open meeting at Cadle tabernacle. What a relief! Postpone the bridge game, the trip to the theater, and don’t let inclement weather keep you in—note the date, Sept. 6, at 8 p. m.—for Thomas is worth the time. The average voter may confuse Socialism with Communism and kindred radical movements—he may not know what it's all about, but it's a cinch that after he hears Thomas he will have a better conception of the problems confronting the nation Don't think you are going to hear a shaggy haired, wild eyed, unwashed anarchist, not that they shouldn't be heard also. To the contrary, you are. given opportunity to listen to a Princeton graduate, son of a minister and formerly one himself, an outstanding student of public affairs of whom Princeton university in honoring him this June said: "Norman Thomas...the fearless and upright advocate of change in the social order...a vigilant assailant of the corruption and the crime which batten on our complacent indifference.” a a a The Socialist candidate for President probably will be the only one seeking the office to speak in Indianapolis during this campaign. Although he represents a minority party, he does not represent a minority of the intelligence and leadership of the nation. The issues this year, as he and his party see them, are “bread, jobs, security,” all summed up in the one word “unemployment.” Thomas offers “A Plan for America.” He won’t and hasn’t talked about two cars in every garage and a chicken in every pot—he discusses relief. not for the "forgotten” but the neglected man. It is strange, but true, that the loudest and staunchest supporter of the majority parties, the wheelhorses and those who live on patronage, all have indicated that they will attend the meeting and hear Thomas. a a a That, isn’t so strange. For the party leaders, cheerfully putting out the hooey in which they do not believe, are anxious to hear some constructive proposals for betterment of the nation. The history of these United States

“Celeste,” roared her father outside the door. “Are you there? Come out. No more nonsense!” “You may have the dress.” Jx>ttie said hurriedly. Unbuckling her wrist watch, she added, “And this." She motioned Mona to be still, took Barry’s picture from the frame, slid it in the girl's arms. The hurry and flurry outside had subsided. The searchers were exploring the crew’s quarters. "Come with me,” Lottie said. “I’ll take you down this way and get a boat for you. Maybe the quartermaster won’t recognize you. Come!” The quartermaster preferred not to recognize the crestfallen young lady who hung on Lottie’s arm and grasped a magazine convulsively. Lottie secured a boat, gave the oarsman two shillings and bade him shove off. She watched while the little baik bobbed its way to the quay. “Now,” she said to the quartermaster, “take this message to Celeste’s father and that nurse. Tell them Mademoiselle has gone ashore.” Mona met her with a white face. “Look here,” Lottie began without waiting for her to speak, “if you are going to faint at every girl who is in love with Barry down here you'd better get a grip on yourself.

for the last fifty years is that of enactment of laws originally advanced by Socialists and branded at that time as unsafe. ■ls you attend the Thomas meeting, you will hear advanced plans for social reconstruction and betterment which may evoke the mirth of the professional politician, but write it down in your hat, you may live to see the majority of these proposals enacted into laws. Whether or not you agree with him, its worth the time to hear Norman Thomas.

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IF you own an elephant and some one sneaks into his stable and gets stepped on, are you liable for damages? If you find a chest of pirate gold on somebody rise’s farm, does it belong to you or to him? If your own carelessness permits a hayrick on your land to catch fire from spontaneous combustion and it sets fire to your neighbor's house, can he collect from you? Life being 'vhat it is, you may never have to know the answers to any of these questions But you’ll find them all discussed, together with a great many more in “The Road to the Law,” by Dudley Cammett Lunt. And you’ll 'find, also, that the book is a readable, easy-to-understand account of the way in which English and American common law has been built up through the years. Mr. Lunt points out that most of us believe "the law” to be chiefly a matter of statutes, whereas the common law—the accretion of court decisions on points not covered by legislative enactment—is apt to be a whole lot more important as far as our daily lives are concerned. He shows, here, how the common law has developed, why lawyers place such store on precedents, why the decisions of various courts are scanned so carefully, and how legal rulings on certain questions can change from generation to generation. It makes a pleasant and instructive introduction to the law for the layman. Published by Whittlesey House, it retails for $2.50.

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“That kid has a high school crush l on Barry. She admits he didn't care for her and he probably didn't even know when she was around. You know what men are when they go hunting.” “I know what pretty French girls are when they go hunting!” returned Mona. “And you gave her his picture!” “You can get a dozen others by cabling and having them sent air mail. Sallie would attend to it, or Mrs. Paxon. I gave her the portrait to get rid of her because she gave us quite a tip.” m a a LOTTIE sank into a chair. “In the first place she said Barry had bought Holiday Island. That narrows things down somewhat.

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The Vental caught Talasker by the arm. “A kiss before you leave me,” he said. Talasker wheeled and struck him in the face. The two struggled until they disappeared within the cell and at the same moment, Caraftap stepped within the storeroom. ,

There’s a man at Port of Spain, the captain told me, who can tell us i where Holiday Island is. CWe reach Port of Spain tomorrow. We can charter a plane there and fly to Holiday. It's easy!” ‘We may have passed Holiday Island.” Mona suggested. “Yes, but if we charter a plane we can fly back or down or across —wherever we must go—in no time!” Mona nodded miserably. “I’m glad I brought you along, Lottie,” she said meekly. "Listen, Mona. I’m as anxious to see that dark-haired friend of Barry's as you are to find Barry.” "Are you in love with Steve.” “Maybe. That remains to be seen! Come on, let's have tea.” The evening dragged. The girls

went to the dance at the Aquatic Club to make the time pass more quickly. At midnight the party returned to the Miranda and at 1 o’clock she had cleared for Port of Spain. But at Port of Spain Lottie and Mona, in the kindly guidance of young Dr. Allen, failed to find the man who they hoped would direct them to Holiday Island. He had gone fishing at Gasparee and would not be back .for several days. “Then well stay several days,” Mona decided. They drove back to the quay for their baggage, took it through the customs and found a taxi. "Let's drive through the park.” suggested the doctor, smiling. "It is

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As he did so steel fingers reached forth and closed upon his throat. A low voice whispered in his ear. “Die, Caraftap!” it said. “And know before you die that he whom you would have betrayed is your slayer. You searched for Zuanthrol, and—you have found him!”

going to cost us the large sum of 12 cents!” They drove up Frederick street and. skirting the Savanna, drew up at the Queen's Park hotel. “Tea.” said Lottie, indicating the cool open lobby which looked out on spreading saman trees. “I'm famished. Why, great heavens! Mona, do you see what I see?” There, seated at the table, dressed in aviator's togs, and pensively sipping a cooling drink, sat Bud Mora*. * (To Be Continued) Women are not allowed to be employed as barmaids or as waitresses in places where alcoholic liquor is sold in Egypt.

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DRY ISSUE IS FLAYED •‘Clever Ruse to Confuse Vital Problems,” Says Ralph M. Dunn. Branding prohibition as a “false political issue,” and a clever ruse on the part of desperate politicians to confuse vital economic problems, Ralph M. Dunn, Hammond business man and independent candidate opposing Senator James E. Watson, Republican, and Frederick VanNuys. Democrat, for the United States senatorship from Indiaua, issued his first statement today. “The real issue of the campaign is bread, not booze, and platforms of all political parties are meangless generalities,” Dunn charged.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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