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Traditional Dinner Set for April 12 Columbia Club Members Await Forty-Sixth Annual Event. BV BEATRICE BI RGAN Tlro* Umn r( (ditr A PTER 40 young business men in 1888 decided to found a permanent rlub as an outgrowth of the organization which sf.. r ted as a marching club to elect General Benjamin Harrison, local Republican presidential candidate, the question of selecting a .suitable name arose.

Because Harrv S. New. former post-master-general believed that the day might come when the membership might be divided in its preference for Republican candidates. he advised that an imper-onal name be chosen. it was proposed that the club be devoted to the

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principles of the party and not to any particular cause or individual, and thus it was r • ( id and not to name the club Harrison m honor of the president. At Mr New's ic gestion the new organization • s christened the Columbia Clut Today M New is one of the thr°e living charier members, who will be among those honored at the club's 4? h annual beefsteak dinner Friday. April 12. at the clubhouse ballroorr diaries Mart indale living at San. i Barbara, Cai.. and John C. Clu.- t. of San Diego. Cal., are the other members who recall the naming of the club. The club Mr. New writes from Be’hseda, ~? d . appeared as an organ. '. ri bod at several Republican n.i’i ad co: vent ions and in most of ttie piraies of successive presidential camjiaigns. Tiie first uniform consisted of a blue serge suit of sack coat and trousers, and r. Fea>ra hat. pearl color tin* hit being changed shortly to i rierb. of the same color." Mr. New writes Among the early membership were several veterans of the Civil \V.r, who trained the others in marching Members o f the Indian- j apoiis l ight Infantry ?ided the men : and orn of the-** us tally acted as! marshals in charge of the club when it appeared m parades. Asa consequence the Columbia Club always was spc. tabular feature of every turnout.” The club's annual beefsteak dm- j ner is to club members what the I annual homecoming is to the college j graduate—a night to renew old joys I and acquaintances and to form new i ones. Old-timers.” members who have belonged to the club 25 years or more, are honor guests. Special tables are arranged for fathers and sor. . and new members attending the traditional event for the first time are given special attention. Members traditionally don butch-' er aprons and caps before they enter the banquet hall. A speaker of national note makes the principal address and additional informal entertainment is provided.

Personals

Evan L. Noyes, who recently return'd to classes at Cornell University after a visit with his parents. Mr and Mrs. Nicholas H Noyes, has been elected an advertising manager of the Cornell Daily Sun. university newspaper, for the coming school year. Among the Indianapolis residents Visiting m New York are Mrs. Felix (iedd*s. Miss Gloria Geddes. Mrs. Kurt Vonnegut and Miss Alice Vonncgut. Miss Frances Morrison has returned to Sweet briar College. Sweet briar. Va.. after spending spring holidays at Atlanta. Ga. She j i>. a daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John F. Morrison. Miss Eleahor Lingdren. daughter ot Mr. and Mrs. John A. Lingdren Jr. is spending the week with Miss Mary Margaret Miller. Detroit. Mich. Miss Betty Lichtenberg is spending several days in Hagerstown visiting Mr. and Mrs. F. D. Litchenbenr.

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♦Continued From Page One) since she had been in the grades. She had accepted their devotion as a matter of course, but none of them j had employed the vocabulary of the j finesse of the dark-eyed interne. Shyly at first, scarcely daring to ! believe in her own good fortune, she had listened to his protestations. Her reticence and modesty combined with her charm, fanned his first casual interest into a blaze both tried to conceal. Their manner was restrained; their voices professional. Only an occasional dizzy glance from infatuated eyes betrayed them. Pete Evans was the first to suspect the truth but she said nothing until the week before graduation when Irene admitted it to her. Irene had been amused at Pete’s response. "I'm very sorry for you,” she said. "You needn't be,” the other girl smiled. *He wants me to marry him.” Pete’s hard blue eyes narrowed. "When?” “Just as soon as I'm out of training He had a small income you know, from his father’s estate.” "You'd give up your nursing?” "Os course!” "It won't work.” Pete insisted. "He'll make you the world's worst husband.” "I'll take a chance on that,” Irene had answered serenely. The fact that their love was secret seemed to make it the more sweet. Their meetings away from the hospital were necessarily infrequent, but they w’ere thrown together almost every day by their work. And one Sunday Irene had invited him to dinner in her crowded l’tle home on 33rd-av. Her father and mother and 20-year-old brother Sam accepted him as if he were any other admirer, but her younger sister saw him in a more glamorous light. "He's wonderful!” Betty sighed. "So dark and masterful looking. He seems more like a movie actor than a doctor.” From the pinnacle of her own 22 years Betty seemed like a child, but Irene knew it was the highest compliment the 18-year-old girl could have paid him. Memories of that happy Sunday and many others crowded through Irene’s mind on the morning of her graduation but all were stamped with Bartlett's image. Even as she crossed the platform of the hospital chapel to receive her diploma, she was remembering his words when they had passed in the corridor the day before. “I'm going to break a dinner engagement at Dr. Reagan's tomorrow so that I can spend the evening with you.” he had whispered. Dr. Stephen Reagan was one of the most prominent surgeons in San Francisco. It proved how important Bartlett was becoming that he had been invited there so many times this spring. The anticipation of their evening together had colored her whole day. Back of everything she had said or thought or done, as she received congratulations and packed her clothes to return to her home, ran the swift sweet current of her love.

NOW that she had graduated there would be no reason for concealing their plans. She would have a couple of months at home to rest and accumulate a trousseau before Bart completed his three year’s interneship in July. He had promised to take her to Yosemite on their honeymoon. She had not admitted to her family that their relationship was more than that of friends, until late that afternoon, while waiting for Bartlett to arrive, when she told her mother. “It seem* too bad to have worked so hard to finish your training and then not use it,” Elizabeth Gardner argued. ’ But I will be using it in a different way,” Irene reminded her. "As his wife I will be using it all the time. You ought to be pleased that one of your daughters has a chance to marry a man like Bartlett Ralston.” “My daughters are good enough to marry any man living.” Elizabeth had retorted. “And you'd better not make any definite plans until you’ve talked to your father.” Irene laughed. Robert Gardner might be a coldblooded freight solicitor to the rest of the world, but he was like putty in his older daughter's hands. “I'll let Bart do that,” she said, dusting her smooth olive skin with a powder puff from the green and gold toilet set Bartlett had given her for a graduation gift. Afterward it sickened her to recall the elaborate preparations she had

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made for that evening. It was like dolling up for one's execution. She wore a brand new dress of crisp black taffeta. Her face glowed. Her eyes were lovelit pools as she took her seat in Bartlett’s car and he turned it toward the Marina. "Where we going?” Irene asked lazily, secure in the knowledge that for once it wouldn't matter how late she was. He answered reluctantly, "I’ve something to tell you and I'd better get it ofT my chest.” Perhaps he wasn’t going to take a vacation. That would be dreadful but she would not jump at conclusions until he told her. It probably wouldn’t be nearly so bad as that, she reminded herself, admiring the clean determined line of his profile, waiting for him to speak. It was so much worse that it took her breath. "We can’t be married.” Bart had said miserably. Little beads of perspiration stood out on his face. "When wed planned, you mean?” "Not at all.” he replied with the cruel mercy of a scalpel. "I’m sick about it, Irene, but in the end it will probably work out better for both of us.” “Do you mean that you don’t love me any more?” she asked unbelievingly. “I adore you! But what is love but a transitory emotion? It isn’t nearly so necessary to a successful marriage as some other things.” With a desperate hope that she might be mistaken she questioned, "Money, for instance?” "Partially—yes! My income has dwindled this last year to about half of what it used to be.” Her heart which had really seemed to stop, began to beat again. "Oh. but, darling, we've talked that over before. I’m willing to put our wedding off indefinitely and go to work if that will help.” So that final.y he was compelled to tell her. "It isn't a question of money only. My entire future as a surgeon depends on the next few years. If I marry his daughter I've a chance,” he said, brightening in spite of himself. "to go in with Stephen Reagan as his assistant.” "If you marry his daughter.” Irene repeated quietly. “All right, Bart! That's that.” It was then she had looked up and seen the airplane fluttering like a dizzy bird and wished she were in it. It would have been so much better to be soaring through the clean air bound to a sphere where a man could deliberately marry a girl because her father was a famous surgeon. "I haven’t changed.” Bartlett insisted. ”1 love you just as much as ever.” “I didn’t know Dr. Reagan had a daughter.” Irene said dully. As if it mattered!

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"She's only 18.” Bart explained, glad to be on safer ground. "And there is a son about my age. Peggy has been attending a finishing school in the east, but after we met Christmas she refused to go back.” "On your account, of course?” "Oh. darling, please don't be sarcastic! Don't you suppose it hurts me to have to give you up?” "Hurts you?” she repeated beginning to laugh. Suddenly to her utter chagrin tears were streaming down her face. "I despise you,” she sobbed. His handsome mouth quivered as if she had struck him. "You don't mean that. Irene. You can't. If you weren't so angry you would understand how much is at stake. It's the chance of a lifetime, you know that. What is our own personal happiness compared with what I can learn working with Stephen Reagan?” "Take me home, Bart. Please!” "Not until we've had dinner,” he objected. "We’ll both feel better when we’ve had something to eat.” His professional sounding tone dried the tears on her cheeks but the idea of food nauseated her. "I don’t want anything,” she insisted. On their way home he ventured the prediction that she would meet someone who would make her an infinitely better husband. "I shall never marry,” she stated. •‘Neither shall I go on with my nursing.” "What will you do then?” The hospital, any hospital, would be haunted by the ghost of their dead love, but high in a heaven-blue sky an airplane darted in and out of billowy clouds. And in that moment of her great need an idea came to her. "I’ll be an air hostess,” she decided.

THERE was no use arguing with her about it. Irene’s heait seemed to have contracted into a hard shell of determination. Refusing to think of her broken engagement, she now concentrated every waking moment on her resolution to become an air hostess. In vain her mother, married at 17 and still a child at heart, reminded her of the danger involved. Incurably sentimental and timid, Elizabeth was afraid for her daughter to fly. Her father, a railroad man for almost 30 years, had no liking for aviation and said so. But her younger sister Betty, and 20-year-old brother Sam. thought it would be “simply grand.” "How will you go about it?” Betty demanded, all eyelashes and enthusiasm. Irene had ideas about that, too. She had had time during the sleepless night which followed the ride with Bartlett to plan her entire future. "I'm going to talk with Dr. Williams about it,” she replied. "He’ll be able to tell me what to do.” On her way to his office she stopped at a sub station to mail a tiny box to Dr. Bartlett Ralston. It contained the jade ring he had given her. That dear little ring he had purchased in Chinatown on one of their rare evenings together, saying, "I wish it were an emerald, darling! Some day it will be.” She was remembering this as she stated her case to Dr. Williams. The chief-of-staff of the hospital from which she had just graduated frowned at her request.

“What's the trouble, Irene? Afraid you won’t have any patients?” “I want to get away from them for a while,” she evaded. “Private nursing is no bed of roses,” he agreed. “But it has its compensations. How long have you had this idea of wanting to fly?” “Since yesterday,” she admitted flushing. “Ever been up?” “No!” “Then how do you know you’ll •like it?” “I don't. But at least it will get me away from the hospital.” His keen eyes glanced at her. “What does Bartlett think about It?” It was the first inkling she had that any one but Pete Evans suspected their engagement, but, since he did. she might as well be frank about it. “It’s nothing to him what I do.” “Listen to me, young lady,” he said, “if you're going into this merely because of some silly quarrel . . Irene lifted candid eyes. “I’m not!” she said, sadly. “Bartlett is going to marry another girl. Oh, please, Dr. Williams. won’t you help me get away?” Impressed by her earnestness he finally advised her to telephone the air line and make an appointment. After she had gone he did some telephoning himself. Irene never suspected how many wires had been pulled to obtain the customary 10 days' trial for her ahead of dozens of other applicants. Yet that first flight was a disappointment. Unable to sleep the night oefore, she arrived at the airport apprehensive and nervous. San Francisco was blanketed in fog. She could scarcely see across the streot. and buildings a block away might as well have been across the continent. The motor trip from the city even at low speed seemed far more hazardous than that in the airplane afterward. She knew a momentary sensation of fear as she saw the huge ship soaring aloft getting ready to land, but once inside, it was like riding in a bus or any other conveyance. From the door of the plane another girl in a trim green uniform greeted her smilingly. She was directing passengers to their seats and folding coats which were tucked into racks above their heads. As the door slammed shut and the plane began to move, she went up and down the aisle with small packets

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of cotton for sensitive ears and pellets of gum for incipient air sickness. The plane was now in the air. rapidly gathering both speed and altitude and the air hostess, whose name was Virginia Cathcart. was distributing magazines and newspapers. Then she collected the tickets, chatting with the passengers in a che c . ul manner calculated t© convince uie skeptical that air travel was a casual and uneventful method of transportation. Irene, keyed to an expectation of something more spectacular, fejt a relief mingled with disappointment. a a a IT was so much less exciting than the sight of that airplane had been. She didn't feel as if she were doing anything dangerous or unusual at all. Her second trip, however, was different. Shortly after the plane left Sacramento on its way to Portland the*fcream-colored sea beneath them changed to storm-whipped clouds. The air hostess in charge strapped the passengers in their seats and brought pillows and sedatives. The plane was bucking headwinds which forced it up and down like a fractious horse. But there was no hint of alarm in the : smiling poise of the green uniformed ; girl who moved briskly up and down the dipping aisle. Irene's pocketbook bounced from her lap to the top of the plane. "How do you feel?” the other stewardess inquired, rescuing it. Irene grinned. “As if I'd like to get out and walk.” "It is a bit rough.” the little air hostess admitted blithely. ' Tilting her perky hat more firmly! over one eye, she held the hand of the frightened old person in the front seat, laughed at the fears of the profane man in the third from the rear, and managed at the same time to give Irene an occasional reassuring nod. By this time a fog had set in. As the plane was piloted skillfully between the snow tipped peaks of the Cascades the stewardess confided that they were going to make an emergency landing. "We never take unnecessary chances,” she explained. As the lights of the emergency landing field blinked up she busily computed refunds on tickets and issued checks to cover the untraveled mileage. "Being an air hostess isn't as simple as it sounds!” Irene reflected. When they had landed, the paying passengers went on to their various destinations, but the two stewardesses remained with the pilots until the storm had abated. Surmising that her companions were curious to know her reaction. Irene affected a nonchalance she was far from feeling. It really had been a nerve shattering experience but her hospital training helped her to conceal the evidences of it. Powdering her nose with a hand which shook, she managed to keep up her end of the conversation about everything under the sun but aviation, and she was rewarded as they ferried the ship to Portland several hours later. "Still going to be an air hostess?” the pilot teased. She lifted a determined chin. "Naturally ” "Good kid!” he approved. "Lots of ’em change their minds after a trip like this.”

F>UT it was after that, on their way back to San Francisco, that she felt her first real thrill. Although it had been cloudy on land, within 10 minutes they were flying in sunshine with the white fog billowing far below. The co-pilot, stopping at her seat for a moment, explained that the top side of the clouds was always white no matter how dark they might appear from beneath. “The light, unable to penetrate the clouds makes them look black from the earth, but it is that reflected light which gleams so brightly from above,” he said. Sitting in the rear of the plane Irene looked out and made the symbolic application. Far below were cities like crowded anthills with worried men creeping through miniature streets. If only they could soar above their troubles they might be free. For looking down upon difficulties like clouds made their brighter side visible. Flying unsupported through spc e gave one a godlike impeisonality. For those who could tear themselves loose from the earth there was a reward. Not in the physical release only, but in a mental freedom which swept the brain clean of cobwebs and gave one a perspective which made such tragedies as broken hearts shrink from mountains into molehills. Such sublimitv was temporary, of course! It couldn’t keep her from turning quite white several hours later at the sight of her name on the outside of an envelope addressed in Bartlett’s handwriting. The letter was accompanied by the same small package she had mailed to him earlier in the week and both lay side by side on a table in the living room. (To Be Continued) (Copright, 1933. bv Register-Tribun* Syndicate* Travels In West Mrs. Edna E. Pauley, supreme guardian of the Order of Job's Daughters, is on an official trip through the West. She will visit bethels in Colorado. Wyoming, Utah, Idaho. California, Washington, Oregon and Canada.

A Day’s Menu Breakfast — Stewed prunes, cereal, cream, plain omelet, crisp toast, milk, coffee. Luncheon — Cream of corn soup, salad surprise Anna, crusty rolls, ginger bread, cream cheese, milk, tea. Din ner — Baked bluefish. Jerusalem artichokes with mushrooms au gratin, cottage cheese and onion salad, pineapple pudding with custard sauce, sugar cookies, milk, coffee.

Contract Bridge

Today’s Contract Problem Here's another interesting hand played by the winners of the recent New England tournament. South is playing the contract at six diamonds. West opens the six’ of diamonds. How would you play the hand? AAK 7 I 3 V Void ♦J9 7 4 AKQ 7 5 A’ 6s sj lAQIO2 VKJS 2 N . VQ6 ♦8 © 8 5 3 2 AJ9 S3 2 S AAIO 6 4 Des'er A J S VA 10 975 4 3 ♦ A K Q 10 A Void Solution in next issue. 28

Solution to Previous Contract Problem BY W. M. M’KENNEY Secretary American Bridge League I SUPPOSE you have heard a great deal about these club and diamond bids that tournament players are using nowadays. When they first started, players would open a club or diamond, third or fourth position, on practically nothing. Now the better player has abolished these weak tactics. A club or diamond may be bid on a three-card suit, but it should have compensating strength. The reason for opening with a club or diamond is to keep the bidding at a low level. It gives your partner a chance to respond with a major suit. Here's a hand given to me by Walter Maiowan, who with his partner, Sidney Rusinow, recently won the New England pair championship held in Boston under the auspices of the American Bridge League, and which carried with it three master points. This gives Mr. Maiowan a total of 23 master points. Mr. Maiowan and Mr. Rusinow, as

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Have you received your present of a little shoestring with its clever verse . . . compliments of the FOOT SAVER Boot Shop, 19 W. Market?

Well, you will! Mrs. 'Skinner is always doing something a bit extra for friends of Foot Saver. Perhaps

the best news from her shop is to remind you of the Removal Sale now in progress. Excellent values in finest quality shoes —now $4.85. $6.85, $8.85. You see the Foot Saver Boot Shop is soon to move into larger quarters at 35 Monument Circle. ’Twill then be known as Skinner’s, Inc., the enlarged stock of which ■will include the excellent NunnBush Shoes for men. So, “all youse guys and gals” . . . watch for the opening date! tt tt tt We must be going Russian . . . newest coffee makers are being shown accompanied by tall, slender Pyrex glasses. tt u tt MARTHA WASHINGTON special for April 5,6, 7—quart roll of vanilla ice cream centered with luscious strawberries and whipped cream . . . and . . . covered with pink whipped cream! Ideal take-home dessert—70c at the shop, 2301 N. Meridian St. Or 80c, if delivered. Phone TA-1827. tt a a For Easter — Adorable, musical cradles with twin toy bunnies tucked inside. a a a An Easter surprise can be arranged for you, if you but send the certain someone shopping at

BLOCK'S. I saw a window of exquisite toiletries, all gift-boxed, and prize among them—Elizabeth Arden's Ca 11 a Lily with stamen

of a beautiful lipstick or newest perfume. And her Easter boxes which tuck away such treasured assortments of the famous preparations. BLOCK'S know all the answers—even to Vogue’s 14 BeautyQuestions. Oh, a bit more conservative the gift must be? Why not have a pair or two of those fine No-Mend hose packed up in a square and colorful little box with air of a holiday ... or have the silken things hidden beneath the leaves of a tiny pot of sprightly paper daffodils. Should you be helping the Easter Rabbit in surprising the children, just give a look to the darling white linen handkerchiefs appliqued with a huge yellow duckling or a cute brown bunny. And—the Peter Rabbit Chick-mobile 'Stationery Dept.) will surely delight every youngster! “Shop around” at BLOCK S, like I do, and you’ll see many more Easter suggestions.

First Complete Exhibit of American Designed Styles to Open April 12 Atlantic City, Scene of Traditional Easter Parade, Chosen for Event, With Eight New York Leaders Co-Operating. BY HELEN LINDSAY FOR the first time, an American couture showing, giving a complete picture of American-designed fashions, will be presented at Haddon Hall. Atlantic City. N. J., April 12 and 13. Although acceptance of American designers by fashion leaders is acknowledged, their showings heretofore have been individual and local, given before a private clientele, ’ his event marks the establishment of a strong, young creative force in tne fashion world —the American couture. Because national fashion interest is focused upon Atlantic City at Easiertime. this preview of spring styles during the preceding week-end is par-

ticularly timely. A group of eight New York leaders has been chosen to present this lorum of American designers. Included among them will be those who have specilaized in the designing of coats and suits, complete daytime ensembles, evening dresses, sportswear, negligees, underwear, hats, bags, trousseau and bridal costumes. Each designer has been invited to present his collection in person and outline the fashion points illustrated by his creations which will be shown on models. Collections of four designers will comprise the first forum, on Friday, while the Saturday session will present the work of four additional American designers. Miss Ruth Waltz, fashion economist, will analyze the American spring fashion picture and introduce the designers.

City Has 20 Women of Nearly Perfect Beauty TWENTY women in Indianapolis rank between 95 and 100 per cent beauty-nerfect, according to surveys conducted by Madame Helena Rubinstein. Madame Rubinstein's surveys reveal that every city with a population of between 100,000 and 500.000. into which classification Indianapolis falls, can boast of 20 women who have this rating. Features, that is the shape or size of eyes, mouth, nose and face, are not considered important in this beauty test, because Madame Rubinstein contends that when the best points are brought out, the appearance of the entire face is changed. The rating given in the test is based on the following chart: Eyes (sparkling; smooth eye area', 15 per cent; clear-cut contour, 15 per cent; skin texture. 15 per rent; hands, 10 per cent; mouth and lips. 5 per cent; healthy skin tone. 10 per cent: perfect make-up, 10 per cent: hair. 10 per cent, and youthful neckline, 10 per cent. Symmetrical features no longer are considered important, Madame Rubinstein believes. "In fact, a woman actually can dramatize her flaws through clever make-up,” she maintains.

j partners, have established quite a record within the last two years. At, i Asbury Park last year they were j runnersup in the masters’ pair ! event. Mr. Maiowan contends that difficult plays do not win tournaments, but careful study of the situation that confronts you is what is required of a good player. ana IN today’s hand Mr. Maiowan sat in the East. Just a word aboutthe bidding. Some players might I elect to bid a club third hand, but the diamond call makes a better defensive bid. North’s bid of two hearts might be subject to some criticism, as it j is supporting a passing partner with | three trump, but North has to make ! some mildly constructive bid with i his holding, to give partner a little I clearer picture of his hand. Os course, as soon as South goes

Haven’t you seen more Easter novelties than ever before? Easter promises to be a glorious time for the children and a gay day of happiness for everyone! I know much more than I’ll tell just today ... we really should keep in touch. Who knows, I may have an answer -to your shopping problem right in the back of the book—my notebook! It’s yours for the asking. I’ve pages of pet paragraphs—so look carefully herein for I'm a pointer-outer of events of the week . . .

and you don’t dare miss a thing. Come along on Tuesday . . . there’ll be more news 4 flashes with a feminine flair.

I just heard . . . HILLMAN'S are having another of their famous sales! So I stopped by . . . and

sure nuff . . . those advanced little suits and frocks we’ve so admired this spring are among the extraordinary bargains—some as low as half price! I saw them! Definitely new . . . perfect for Easter wear . . . and with more than their

usual amount of chic. You know the kind—inspired creations from Vogue, Harpers, and Photoplay. Honest, that’s just what they are. Something tells me you better stop by 13 N. Illinois St. ver—y soon! a a a I can’t begin to describe all the advantages of shopping for house furnishings at the PEOPLES' OUT-

FITTING CO. But, if the men folks in your family wish to have any say-so about such things . . . they really ought to shop Friday night at the Moonlight Sale and voice their opinion. By the time •they pick this and that

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and express their suppressed emotions about certain colors . . . you'll soon have your shopping finished. Along about this time —men in buying mood —better visit the department of smart clothes for men. Then, you can tell them what you like. You can help them get fitted out for Easter in a leisurely sort of way. They’ll like to add such items to their account just as they buy their furniture. By the way, one of the specials at the PEOPLES’ Moonlight Sale is a chest of drawers, unpainted and at the low price of $4.95. Only slightly more for the finished product.

to two no trump, North is correct in going to three. West realized that North’s bid of a diamond might not be based on a diamond holding at all and, as long as he had the a ? of clubs for a quick entry card, he decided to open the 10 of diamonds, hoping to find his partner with an honor, to establish the suit. The declarer wisely played the ace on the first trick. Now, if Mr. Malowan carelessly played his jack, South would make four no trump. But after careful consideration, Mr. Malowan unblocked with his king and the contract was defeated three tricks. (Copyright. 1935. NEA Service, Inc.) Meeting Scheduled Cheer Broadcasters will hold a board meeting at the Sears, Roebuck & Cos. auditorium at 10:30 tomorrow morning.

One of the smartest gadgets on tap . . . literally—a Bottle Tap. An aid to better drinking—this little ac-

vents spilling a single drop. This Bottle Tap is a small sized ball of brass that is nickel plated and highly polished and fits right down into the neck of any bottle. It insures an evenly blended drink, at the same time mixing it quickly. Besides, it’s an adornment to any well-equipped bar. You'll see for yourself this Bottle Tap among the novelties on Main Floor at VONNEGUT'S. There’s the Utili-tong, too, for picking up ice cubes. And many another necessity for the host or hostess whose entertaining is the last word. a a a Ever see a nut-chopper? ■Just like a little coffee mill .. „ and quite an idea! a a a No use trying to tell you why I like to eat at the CLAYPOOL . . . I just do! First the Coffee Shop

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and then the Dining Room . . . you’ll enjoy them, I know ... if you aren’t already there this minute partaking of broiled steak or some such dish equiva-

lent in your esteem. Broiled steak, that tender delicacy, is always a high point in the menu at the CLAYPOOL. Their chef is so choicy in- selecting meats and then . . . knows how to prepare them in such a masterful way! a a a Tomorrow—the Home Show—and among its many divertisements . . . a cup of SO-AM Yerba Mate awaits

very healthful golden green tea. You'll want to buy some to take along home. Call me for any information regarding this display as well as the Mate, I have the name of your nearest dealer. And 111 make a brave attempt to know-all and tell-all. Perhaps you shop out north ... if so, you’ll find SO-AM Mate among the epicure specials at the Meridian Hills Market, 6249 College Ave. nan Ri. 5551—The Indianapolis Times —Ask me another.

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c e s s o r y automatically enables any one to pour exactly one “jigger” at a time. And when the bottle is moved over from glass to glass the flow pauses and pre-

you. Don’t miss this interesting exhibit and learn first-hand from Mrs. Mary Stubbs Moore, importer, the super qualities of one