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j ®” TVesCJ. and ‘vHHhS Fisher, daughter of Mr. Mrs. Thomas L. Neal and Mrs. W. A. Miskimen meet to check lists ■v £“>• S~*\ * as hey prepare for a ticket selling campaign for the Civic Theater’s /h~ A £ 1 A OP *4 lT TT T A f A musical revue, “Hold Your Hats,” to be held Feb. 22 to 26 at the Play(/M IK A (Vi V yASr II 11 IA L house - They are co-chairmen of the ticket committee. y .. ivr\ 1 l\7lJ—■ v 7 IJ— L —J w LI n—v/ IliVm Mrs. Robert I. Blakeman Jr. was Miss Elizabeth Carter daughter of by Nard Jones Copyright NEA I936 Mrs. Fred L. Carter, before her marriage to Mr. Blakeman last Saturday isK<;i\ here today the steps and throw her into the them. . . No. Julia, you had the M^ T Ph i lip Reed Program editor for the Junior League musical •'“'i* rrai *- crrtarv 10 t;,or s e ' Vood - water. wrong signals. I'm not in love with s “ ow ’ ‘‘Number, Please," to be presented May 15 and 16 at English's. fnrri. lawvrr, i-. ambitious to horomo a “The voting ladv is ill.” Pav.;on him, but, he's the best man friend I " moot Luh S Z7 sa“l!or: har " anapart ' ' said to the operator of the water have. I'd do just about anything in A If 7 7 syj r VI - Prter Kemp, voune lanver, Is in love taxi. "ShOVe Off. qUICkly!” the WOrld for him. g}ICS MCUSkd f C'/£W TkOmtSOU with Julia, hut thrv quarrM and sho But just a R the man was about to Tha .. . that makes it a lit- 1 •w 11 jJOVtI 1 , tot's him everything is over between cast off the line there was a shout tie easier,” Julia said. “Amy, he was . J) AT 7 j j rr\ EEEEI^EBBmP^ 7^^ ' them. from above. The croupier was lean- hurt up there at Evergreen Island. LU £jC IVlCll 1 ICd lICVC 1 OtVIOVV0*111) Woodford gives a vaeht party anding over the rail, his hand to his This Hugo Nash wounded him in j* 1 ■ ■- asks julia to eome as a singer. The j aw “Hold it!” he yelled. the shoulder. It was supposed to be : ' J®||||||§gE.^ guests ineiude cintra i.ee. daneer; Mrs. The man in the boat hesitated, a hunting accident. Royal didn’t Dr. R. H. Kent. Franklin College, sides The bridal hom.ot t c u ' MrJoseph widow; Hugo Nash, and Royal looked at Payson . His hesitation come all the way back on the yacht, is to officiate at the marriage of a white roses with a shower of sweet* •'. mmMMIIM 7.,u*'.e, later regrets it The v,eh. was his undoing. In the next sec- He was put off at Condon to take a Franklin graduate. Miss Agnes Med- peas and lilies of the vallev ' ’.' •'' - ~T.rZ£Z.’Z end he was in the water thrashing plane back to town.” . *f'; S*' c ™ Tho ™Pf?n, Seymour, li^to to anVunpic '> ; . .' | ford has a lodge. ..uiia meet, Tom ray- frantically toward a nearby taxi -Amy grew pale. "And he hasn tat 4:30 tomorrow in the Irvington blue crepe dress with a pink "ose :<- \. s ••>•: ',•• igfr • EKEWE pon. nmpini; nearby, who offers to help boat—while his own boat ipaped into been seen since then? M. E. Chuich. The ceremony is to corsage. Mrs. J. B Thomnson ihp & * s'* ■ v.*.':yl^ nn-j •••••'• her get away. the darkness with Payson at the “I—l don’t know. I feel as you take place at the altar, which is to bridegroom's mc/her is to wear a * If *ll •• v fl Thf mm go hunting and Nrsbiti is wheel. do about it, Arny. I’m afraid there’s be arranged with palms, ferns, an gardenia corsage on a dark hit ip ‘ W. s f ; in.iurrd. Woodford’s parly leaves im- u it it something awfully wrong about the urn of calla lilies, and lighted by gown B arK Dlue 1 - , 3inVlm WmBUF mediately to get him to a doctor. \T THEN he was certain they were whole thing.” white tapers In candelabra. Lowell Qnringpr ic cJri< , q „j -V ‘ ’}'■ ' nark home, Julia is hired to sing nn \\ not being followed, Payson The Sanders girl stood up, her The bride is to be given in mar- Miss Elizabeth 8 Mvo tc \ f > ■ ijß- j Tony I.atta s KmbHn gship. Tom ray- droppPd we arily beside Julia and mouih a thin line. “You. go. and riage by her uncle, Roy C. Sims, bridal music on the nrm t 0 * lay V /? ' i ni;ht C Tf7erT.m e tad' won Sf 16 / 1 the speedboat. “That see Woodford tomorrow. I’ll bet The bridegroom’s brother, Ralph Among the oS-of-towA guests /' W tells Julia she must discourage Tom m have been bad ' 1 h.b said he knows something.” Thompson, Seymour, is to be best are to be Mr. and Mrs LawrSce V " ' ''&M ' i from leaving eariv. . Might have been? breathed Ju- So next morning Julia stood in man. and ushers are to be Larry Reese, Shelbwille* Mr and Z ‘ J £. % now <;o on with the story. a - “It was quite bad enough for the familiar private office of George Sims and John Holmes, Seymour. Maurice Jarksnn ’nrppmvrwt j %■- .*' ? ■ -* 4 W? me.” Woodford, resolved to make her Miss Elizabeth Medsker, the JSw M?S’ iStaST?; Ugj, • ’//.= ■-VV, ’ - \ . r ~fT CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Payson nodded. “Probably I was visit as short as possible. “You bride’s sister, is to be maid of honor. At the recention tho ?'|f 'i |ULI\ looked at Tony Latta. “I’ll a fool to expose you to the danger, wanted to see me, Mr. Woodford?” She is to wear a twilight blue chis- ceremonv muSS* w-Sn U ' •*'*' AfIHHHIM# ' } —IP tell Mr. Payson,” she said. I could have gone back and played “Yes, Julia. I—sit down, won’t son gown with long full sleeves, and Alice Time HnL?L S f° d ' IfC' > \ '''' 'lmmmm&r “I think I would, Julia.” —but somehow I don’t like being you?” He turned in hys chair, is to carry a boquet of pink roses, smith and Mrs T >: &■ She hurried to the nearest gam- ordered around like mat.” watching her curiously. “You A band of sweetheart roses is to be q , si </’ S ‘ y blms are to .:: . . ..? *.. . , ,^^ : ' ling room, searching the scores of “What do you think they would haven’t told any one what hap- arranged across the back of her ‘‘ ' * '// WBmL,, k ; aces, but Payson was not present, have done?’ asked Julia. pened on the cruise, have you?” hair. -Lne bridal couple will live in Sey- ... ~ v ", .. ? * BlßMfe&a> leither was he at the tables in the “It’s mostly bluff. The fellow could Julia felt her heart beating The bride’s gown is to be of white f ° n ° wmg a wedding trip. 1\ . " ' - 'Mm?* ther two gambling rooms. Her force me back to the table, and I’d faster. “No one—except Amy San- lace with slight train and long full -o 1& m * n^ er ,° f the Pi v - • '' ' <£>- ■ ' ieart pounding, Julia walked swift- have no redress—at law or anywhere ders, my roommate.” sleeves. Her finger-tip length tulle ™ta **ni bOTontjr at Frankhn. Mr. m™. '"I f out into the darkness of the else. But there’s always a chance veil j s to have a braid across the lftom P son 18 a Wabash College %/?><*s■ •' ''’r eck. She saw him standing by that somebody may forget himself (To Be Continued.) top and orange blossoms at the Siaduate, and member of the Phi mjS&'tZ&J**'X "' " ' -. ! hej-ail, lighting a cigaret. and pull a gun or a knife. You hear —-—■ • ■ ■ - Delta Theta. ' ' -■ ; “Tom!” some queer tales about the gambling p w-* -w o -jpv ~"~i p :.. . ' He whirled swiftly. “Why. Ju- ships .. . people not coming back, r M >-v /v • 7 r\ /I ' Wm&, a! What’s wrong? You’re trem- you know.” / \ Clll h Mppfin O* Wk ife ling.” He took her arms firmly Julia laughed shakily. “One thing a- <r O -X. §/ i/fZ/ / f I'd wt/- -<■ i his strong hands. certain, I’m not going back to the K ■ " MONDAY / : ' : "' “You’ve won again, haven’t you?” ship.” l'~ \) Woman’s Rotary Club. 12 30 He grinned. “Ttou certainly are “You see now what I meant?” /(v. V Columbia Club ' , - ? • •Tve a date with you haven’t I?” But he’s king on that tub—and he Sla 9 Dorothy* 1 *Pt ' 1 e said. 11l give them another doesn’t like his subjects to get out A and Miss Assunta Cardarelli, ashancc. I always do. j’ou know, of hand.” / /7 a /Tl sistants ' * ' t eo ” He started down the . Amy was still up when Payson [VKX 1 /K~7\ _ Welfare Club. 12:30. Mrs. Frank ' ' ' ' •Tom I wouldn’t T wrought the disheveled and trem- M X/ P J. Haight, 145 E. Fall Creek-blvd. ’ into bln 8 J^ la to the apartment. [ j W & Mrs - Chauncey Buck, luncheon oice tranea neipiessiy into silence. “What on earth has happened?” /L x nL I V—V / \ chairman- Mesdame* r v win suMmMF ■ f . He turaed tn face her. “Look Amy wanted to know, fiying excit- I \ / A nick F P Gever Elmo P Fisher i %s?** ere,” he said, “what’s all this p hiv tn Tnlia M f /. \ mex, r r ueyer, timo r. fisner WMmMSk :: • • bout? I—Julia. I didn't think you a little trouble on , 1} M "Montov ciuS 6 'S S?rron Art HP* J She wu tS> MclrtStd to lake T shlp '"o PaJ 'To | / Institute Wilbur D. Peat, lecture. fifed tt \ ,n £ntenert to take plained. "Better get her to bed im- / .\)*C \ f / Mrs H F vnnOrimmpnstinp “Pnr iffense at his remark. “Tom. it m rdiaiPlv. rn iPlPnhnnP in iHp 1.4 x I L I 1 ™ S ; H;_E. vonOnmmenstine, Cur- Wl_ S— ZIW b H **irr*s*ar.-r.** s. • -snt that But Latta warned mp_“ o ___ / 7%A ' rerll/ Lvents-

Casf.-VJui.ia Craig by Nard Jones Copyright NEA 1936

BEGIN HERE TODAY Julia Craig, secretary to George Woodford. iawyer, is ambitious to become a night club singer. Julia shares an apartment with Amy Sanders. Peter Kemp, young lawyer, is in love with Julia, hut they quarrel and she tells him everything is over between them. Woodford gives a vaeht party and asks Julia to rnme as a singer. The guests include Cintra Eee. dancer; Mrs. Joseph, widow; Hugo Nash, and Royal Nesbitt. Julia goes, later regrets it. The yacht lands at Evergreen Island, where Woodford has a lodge. Julia meets Tom Payson, camping nearby, who offers to help her get away. The men go hunting and Nesbitt is injured. Woodford’s party leaves immediately to get him to a doctor. Back home, Julia is hired to sing on Tony Latta's gamblin gship. Tom Payson comes to the ship frequently. One night, after Tom had won heavily, Tony tells Julia she must discourage Tern from leaving earlv. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN JULIA looked at Tony Latta. “I’ll —l'll tell Mr. Payson,” she said. “I think: I would, Julia.” She hurried to the nearest gambling room, searching the scores of faces, but Payson was not present. Neither was he at the tables in the other two gambling rooms. Her heart pounding, Julia walked swiftly out into the darkness of the deck. She saw him standing by the rail, lighting a cigaret. “Tom! ” He whirled swiftly. “Why, Julia! What’s wrong? You're trembling.” He took her arms firmly in his strong hands. “You've won again, haven't you?" He grinned. “You certainly are mv lucky charm, Julia." "But—you can’t stop playing now, Tom.” “I’ve a date with you. haven’t I?” he said. “I’ll give them another chance. I always do. you know. Let's go.” He started down the deck. “Tom, I wouldn't. I . . . ” Her voice trailed helplessly into silence. He turned to face her, “Look here,” he said, “what's all this about? I—Julia. I didn't think you got a cut-in on the tables.” She was too frightened to take offense at his remark. “Tom, it isn't that But Latta warned me—” “Oh, . . I begain to see. He hoped you’d manage to make me stay.” Payson drew a long breath. “Well, I object to being told when I should play—and I object to his trying to make a catspaw cf you. Now let’s get out of here.” Ke took her arm and started down the deck toward the stair which led to the mooring platform. "I'm afraid.” Julia whispered. “The way Latta looked when he—" “Were leaving,” Payson said, gripping her arm more firmly. They had taken only a. few steps when a tall dark man stepped out from the rail. "Going so early?" he asked pleasantly, and stood directly in their path. "Yes.” Paysons words were clipped. “Good evening.” u a BUT the man did not move. 'lt was a good evening, wasn't it?” "I can't see that's any of your business.” Payson said. “Will'you please step aside?” The man was politeness itself. “But it is my business, you see. I'm afraid you don’t recogniie me, Mr. Payson. I’m the croupier at your table." Payson stood back a little and regarded the other. “Yes,” he said slowly, “i recognize you. I'd heard that these outfits show their teeth occasionally—but I hadn't imagined it would happen on Latta's ship. I wish you'd tell him that.” “I’m afraid he wouldn’t be interested.” the fellow answered. “Would you like to accompany me back to the table. Mr. Payson?" The answer was negative—and it ■was not in words. It was in the shape of a quick, clean blow which clipped the man's jaw and sent him sprawling back against the rail. Then before Julia could open her mouth to scream she was being dragged swiftly along the deck by Payson. Taking her around the waist, he half-carried her down the stairs, fearing that in their haste her high heels might catch against

the steps and throw her into the water. “The young lady is ill,” Payson said to the operator of the water taxi. “Shove off, quickly!” But just as the man was about to cast off the line there was a shout from above. The croupier was leaning over the rail, his hand to his jaw. “Hold it!” he yelled. The man in the boat hesitated, looked at Payson. His hesitation was his undoing. In the next second he was in the water thrashing frantically toward a nearby taxi boat—while his own boat leaped into the darkness with Payson at the wheel. u tt TITHEN he was certain they were V V not being followed, Payson dropped wearily beside Julia and throttled down the speedboat. “That might have been bad,” he said. “Might have been?” breathed Julia. “It was quite bad enough for me.” Payson nodded. “Probably I was a fool to expose you to the danger. I could have gone back and played —but somehow I don’t like being ordered around like that.” “What do you think they would have done?’ asked Julia. “It’s mostly bluff. The fellow could force me back to the table, and I’d have no redress—at law or anywhere else. But there’s always a chance that somebody may forget himself and pull a gun or a knife. You hear some queer tales about the gambling ships . . . people not coming back, you know.” Julia laughed shakily. “One thing certain, I’m not going back to the ship.” “You see now what I meant?” “Latta seemed so—so nice.” Payson nodded. “Yes, as long as everything is his way. Latta’s nice. But he’s king on that tub—and he doesn’t like his subjects to get out of hand.” Amy was still up when Payson brought the disheveled and trembling Julia to the apartment. “What on earth has happened?” Amy wanted to know, flying excitedly to Julia. “There was a little trouble on the gambling ship,” Payson explained. “Better get her to bed immediately. I’ll telephone in the morning and see how she is.” Strengthened by a cup of Amy’s excellent coffee, and prone on thedavenport. Julia told Amy the story. “And you say that the handsome fellow who brought you home is Tom Payson?” Julia nodded. “Why?” “I knew I'd seen his face in the rotogravure. Julia, he has more money than you could stack in this room!” But Amy managed to overcome her awe to ask, “You're certainly not going back to Latta's ship?” e a a JULIA shook her head. “No . . . I've had enough.” "Enough of being a night club singer, too?” "No,” said Julia firmly. “If—l think Tom is going to get me a chance in town.” "That'll be a relief." sighed Amy. “This business of having a seagoing room-mate is hard on the. nerves! . . By the way. I think you can go back to Woodford and Brooks if you want.” “I'm not interested in that. But what makes you say so?” “Woodford telephoned this evening. He wants to see you at his office. He said it was very important. “I wonder what he wants?" said Julia slowly. “I don’t know. But he sounded as if it were pretty urgent. I'd go see him if I were you.” a e # JULIA was silent a moment. Then: "Amy—Amy, I’m going to tell you something that perhaps I should have told you a long time ago. Royal Nesbitt was on the Wood Nymph when we went to Evergreen Island.” “Why didn’t you tell me?" "He—he was with Cintra Lee. and I didn’t know how you'd take It. She's in love with him.” Amy returned Julia’s gaze fondly. “A lot of girls are in love with Nes-! bitt, Julia. And he gives them all I a whirl. I’ve always known that, j In fact, he likes to tell me all about s

them. . . . No, Julia, you had the wrong signals. I’m not in love with him, but he’s the best man friend I have. I’d do just about anything in the world for him.” “Tha 1 . . . that makes it a little easier,” Julia said. “Amy, he was hurt up there at. Evergreen Island. This Hugo Nash wounded him in the shoulder. It was supposed to be a hunting accident. Royal didn't come all the way back on the yacht. He was put off at Condon to take a plane back to town.” .-Amy grew pale. “And he hasn’t been seen since then?” “I—l don’t know. I feel as you do about it, Arny. I’m afraid there's something awfully wrong about the whole thing.” The Sanders girl stood up, her moufh a thin line. “You. go. and see Woodford tomorrow. I’ll bet he knows something.” So next morning Julia stood in the familiar private office of George Woodford, resolved to make her visit as short as possible. “You wanted to see me, Mr. Woodford?” “Yes, Julia. I—sit down, won’t you?” He turned in his chair, watching her curiously. “You haven’t told any one what happened on the cruise, have you?” Julia felt her heart beating faster. “No one—except Amy Sanders, my roommate.” (To Be Continued.)

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Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Olcott Keeney are on a wedding trip following their marriage here Saturday. Mrs. Keeney was Miss Elizabeth Craig Fisher, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. Craig Fisher, before the wedding. Mrs. Thomas L. Neal and Mrs. W. A. Miskimen meet to check lists as they prepare for a ticket selling campaign for the Civic Theater’s musical revue, “Hold Your Hats,” to be held Feb. 22 to 26 at the Playhouse. They are co-chairmen of the ticket committee Mrs. Robert I. Blakeman Jr. was Miss Elizabeth Carter daughter of Mrs. Fred L. Carter, before her marriage to Mr. Blakeman last Saturday Mr. and Mrs. Blakeman are on a wedding trip to Florida Mrs Philip Reed is program editor for the Junior League musical show, Number, Please, ’ to be presented May 15 and 16 at English’s.

Agnes Medsker, Clem Thompson to Be Married Here Tomorrow

Dr. R. H. Kent. Franklin College, is to officiate at the marriage of a Franklin graduate, Miss Agnes Medsker, and Clem Thompson, Seymour, at 4:30 tomorrow in the Irvington M. E. Church. The ceremony is to take place at the altar, which is to be arranged with palms, ferns, an urn of calla lilies, and lighted by white tapers in candelabra. The bride is to be given in marriage by her uncle, Roy C. Sims. The bridegroom’s brother, Ralph Thompson, Seymour, is to be best man, and ushers are to be Larry Sims and John Holmes, Seymour. Miss Elizabeth Medsker, the bride’s sister, is to be maid of honor. She is to wear a twilight blue chiffon gown with long full sleeves, and is to carry a boquet of pink roses. A band of sweetheart roses is to be arranged across the back of her hair. s The bride’s gown is to be of white lace with slight train and long full sleeves. Her finger-tip length tulle veil is to have a braid across the top and orange blossoms at. the

sides. The bridal boquet is to be white roses, with a shower of sweetpeas and lilies of the valley. Mrs. Sims is to wear an Olympic blue crepe dress with a pink rose corsage. Mrs. J. B. Thompson, the bridegroom’s mother, is to wear a gardenia corsage on a dark blue gown. Lowell Springer is to sing and Miss Elizabeth Myers .is to play bridal music on the organ. Among the out-of-town guests are to be Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Reese, Shelbyville; Mr. and Mrs. Maurice Jackson, Greenwood, and Andrew Medsker, Dubuque, la. At the reception following the ceremony Misses Helen Seybold, Alice June Holloway and Tasca Smith, and Mrs. Larry Sims are to assist. The bridal couple will live in Seymour following a wedding trip. The bride is a member of the Pi Beta Phi Sorority at Franklin. Mr. Thompson is a Wabash College graduate, and member of the Phi Delta Theta.

Club Meetings MONDAY Woman's Rotary Club. 12:30. Columbia Club. Evangeline Chapter, International Travel Study Club, Inc. 6:30. Mrs. Foy Andrews, 619 Sherman-dr. Mrs. Lila Kerr, Mrs. Dorothy McCallie and Miss Assunta Cardarelli, assistants. Welfare Club. 12:30. Mrs. Frank J. Haight, 145 E. Fall Creek-blvd. Mrs. Chauncey Buck, luncheon chairman: Mesdames B. F. Kinnick, F. P. Geyer, Elmo P. Fisher and A. C. Zaring, assistants. Monday Club. John Herron Art Institute. Wilbur D. Peat, lecture. Mrs. H. E. vonGrimmenstine, "Current Events.” The Review Club. Mrs. J. J. Littell, 5740 Central-av. Mrs. Charles Rockwood, assistant. “Jane Addams,” Mrs. Howard Meeker; “Redder Than the Rose,” Mrs. J. J. Kennedy. Indiana Keramic. Mrs. Edmund D. Clark, 2005 N. Illinois-st. “Chinese Ceramics,” Mrs. E. F. Hamaker. Irvington Coterie. Mesdames Charles N. Smith. Martin Eastburn. H. G. Meek, Tyler Oglesby, hostesses. Mrs. Bloomfield H. Moore, “Harriett Beecher Stowe.” Mrs. Chester Albright, “Julia Ward Howe.” Monday Conversation Club. Program, Mrs. John Thrasher, Mrs. R. T. Fatout. Vincent Reading Circle. Program. Mesdames B. S. Dickerson, Mary E. Perine and R. L. Trueblood. Inter Arts. Miss Mariam King, Mrs. O. N. Newton, hostesses. Present Day Club. Mrs. W. H. Tennyson, Miss Cathryn Heath, hostesses. II Jamalie. 7:30. Mrs. F. B. McNeely, 3902 N. Pennsylvania-st, Mrs. Edward B. Soltau, assistant. Cherokee Chapter, International Travel-Study Club, Inc. Mrs. N. C. Sears, 2717 N. New Jersey-st. Luncheon. LAFAYETTE INVITES ALTRUSA MEMBERS Altrusa Club members have been invited to attend the birthday dinner of the Lafayette Altrusa Club Thursday at Purdue University. Reservations are to be made with Miss Ada B. Robinson, 338 N. Ham-ilton-a v, by Tuesday. Duties of visiting nurses of the Public Health Nursing Association were outlined by Miss Beatrice Short, superintendent, in a talk on “Hospital Without Walls” yesterday at the Altrusa Club meeting at the Columbia Club. “We try always, when caring for some member of a family, to leave that family better able to take care of sickness and knowing more about now to keep healthy," she said,

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Solution to Previous Contract Problem BY W. E. M’KENNEY. Secretary American Bridce Learne A LARGE number of Wisconsin players turned out for the national tournament in Chicago. Wisconsin players like tournament bridge, but that is not strange, for Wisconsin is one of the greatest card states in the Union. It might surprise some of the ardent bridge fans to learn that “skat” tournaments in Milwaukee have attracted more than 1000 players. Arthur Grau of Madison, when he gave me today’s hand, said: “It is not a hard grand coup to make, because you have lost the first three tricks; therefore, it is

the only chance you have to make the contract.” However, I might add that, at the tournament, only a few players made the hand. Some played the hand at three no trump, which, of course, was defeated with the jack of diamonds opening. Against the four-heart contract, East cashed the king and ace of spades. Now he made a very fine switch by playing the ace of diamonds and followed with a small diamond, dummy winning with the king. The ten of hearts was played immediately, West refused to cover, declarer overtook with the jack, and then played the ace of hearts. When East’s nine spot fell, declarer was warned that West had two more hearts and a grand coup had to be employed to pick up the outstanding trump. At this point declarer led the

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queen of clubs and overtook in dummy with the ace. The jack of spades was played and West covered, North trumping with the three of hearts. The ten of clubs was won in dummy with the jack. Now declarer had to shorten his hand of another trump, so he led the ten of spades and trumped this trick with the six of hearts. He could not discard the club on this trick, but had to keep it to re-enter dummy. When the small club vas led and won in dummy with the king, this left West with the queenseven of hearts, while declarer held the king-eight One of dummy’s cards was led. West had to trump, declarer overtrumped, and the last trump was picked up, giving declarer his contract. - iCopy right. 183#, by XZA Service, lacj>