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By ELINORE COWAN STONE Copyright, 1937, NEA Service, Inc.

LINDA BENTON—Heroine, daughter of : @ famous singer. CAPT. BARRYMORE TRENT—Hero, flying “daredevil.” MIRANDA TRENT—Barrymore’s grandmother; a “strong woman.”

Yesterday: Ospt. Trent Is reported well along on the last leg of his rescue flight. It is feared, however, a tropical storm in his path might prove disastrous;

CHAPTER 10

S Linda came downstairs next morning, Jefferson entered the dining room with the morning mail. «Telegram foh you, Miss Linda,” he said, beaming broadly. The message read simply, “Be sure to see that the Duchess behaves herself, Barry.” Old ‘Miranda had one, too. She read it aloud. “Don’t forget the Christmas tree. And how about chestnuts for stuffing?” Then she picked up the morning paper. As she scanned the headlines, her fingers tightened on the sheet. Linda, standing just behind her, shamelessly read the lines over her shoulder: CAPTAIN TRENT THOUGHT FORCED DOWN. RADIO SILENT.

As Linda stood there, the back of her hand tight against her quivering lips, the old lady looked up, . and for a moment their glances clung together in mute question. Then Mrs. Trent said briskly, “You may bring the coffee, Jeffer-

Presently she stirred from her silent thoughts to say again, “You're not eating your breakfast, Miss Benton... We shall have a full day. Among other things, I should like you to see that the Christmas tree is properly placed.” © “The Christmas tree?” echoed Linda blankly. Then she remembered. . . . Barry . had said he would be back to trim the Christmas tree. “And over my dead body,” his grandmother’s eyes said now, “let anyone suggest that he may not.” : 2 8 8 EVERTHELESS, when they rose from the table, Linda did venture to suggest, “Shall I—would you like me to call the airport? Perhaps they may—have some news! “Certainl Trent. “Don’t you suppose they have anything to do but answer foolish questions?” An instant later she added more kindly, “You seg, my dear Miss Benton, I have become somewhat inured to this kind of crisis. My husband went through the SpanishAmerican \War; my son, Barry's father, was in France. “As for Capt. Trent, he has been rep “lost. more times than I can recall.” Yet, although the old lady made a brisk show of going about her daily ‘business, Linda noticed that each time the telephone rang, she stiffened, and her eyes. closed for a moment. i = 8 8 8 LL that day and the next reports continued to come in— conflicting, confusing, agonizing. The information was all the more vague because the storm that had ravaged the Caribbean had cut off the usual sources of information, sent coast-wise ships to shelter, and grounded air traffic. Linda went around in a walking nightmare—too numb and dazed to cry . . . Her nights were hideous with dreams—Barry a stormtossed plane, flying | blindly; Barry crashing, his ship | bursting into flames; Barry’s dead white face floating on a black sea. It was not until the morning of the third day that the airport called with something definite. Linda answered the telephone. When she suggested summoning Mrs. Trent, the man at the other end of the line broke in hastily: | “Wiat! You said you were Mrs. Trent’s companion, didn’t you? Well, why don’t we give you the message and let you use your own judgment about the best way to tell her?” When the man had told her what he had to tell, Linda hung up the receiver as carefully as if it had been. made of fragile glass. Sooner or later, old Miranda had said, a last time comes to the best of them. ® 8/8 - LOWLY she made her way upstairs and entered the old woman’s room. Then, Ileal against the closed door, her face paper white, her nails digging into her palms, she delivered her message parrot-wise, like a stiff-lipped, frightened child reciting a verse: “The airport called. . . . wanted me to/tell you . .. theylve found his plane—in the surf—somewhere on the coast of Central ~America. . ./. They said—tell =you , they—had not given up hope.” “Ah, indeed!” said old Miranda slowly after a moment. Perhaps she was remembering other séenes in which she, herself, had said to other waiting women, «But they haven't given up hope @ hi 1 y For a moment she sat silent, her eyes closed; then she said, “You may tell George I shall not want the car this gfternoon. ... And do go out for some fresh air, Miss Benton. You are looking rather pale. - J—think I shall go to my room.” 8 » =

INDA must have walked miles Let afternoon, but she was not conscious of being tired—only numb, and somehow apart in a gray, empty, dead world of her own. The dead do not weep.. Linda

‘When she dragged herself home through the little park, the Christmas tree was gayly lighted—all silver and blue. Candles were glow-

y not!” snapped Miranda |

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ATER radio reports only confirmed the news they had had. The wrecked plane was undoubtedly that in which Capt. Trent had set out. ‘It had evidently been tossed for hours by heavy seas before washing ashore. .. . Several experienced fliers were quoted as saying that it was impossible that the pilot could have survived such a beating. And there was no apparent possibility of his having been picked up. . Old Miranda heard it all. with dry eyes; Linda with that numbed passivity that had held her since fue airport had called this morng. : : - Notes of sympathy, even flowers, had been pouring in all day, and callers had begun to come. At the first arrival Linda rose and would have left the room, but Mrs. Trent said swiflty, “Please do not go, Miss Benton. I may want you.” So Linda sat down again, = » # LD Miranda received her callers with stately calm, answering their questions courteously. But something in her bearing froze on their lips all but the most formal expressions of sympathy. The Trent women, Linda gathered, did not permit others the liberty of being sorry for them. Through it all, Linda was conscious of furtive glances cast in her own direction. From her ex-

she had gathered that rumors about Barry and herself had traveled swiftly. So people were sorry for her. Well, if the Trent women did not welcome - pity, neither did Geofiry Benton's daughter. .". . Old Miranda seemed aware of something more than casual in the glances cast at the slim fair girl who sat with such quiet dignity in her tall, highbacked chair.

» s ” WH one of the women turned and said to Linda, “This news about Capt. Trent must be a great shock to you, Miss Benton,” the old lady’s shrewd eyes swept the covertly listening faces about her with attentive curiosity. And when Linda turned grave, steady young eyes upon her questioner, lifted her head, and answered briefly and quietly in her clear, lovely voice that naturally it must be a great shock to all who knew Capt. Trent, Miranda Trent’s eyes again traveled over the listening faces, with a look that almost said, “All right! Now what do you make of that?” = At last they all went. ‘Miranda Trent had just picked up her cane and said a little wearily that it was bedtime, when the telephone suddenly shrilled.

(To Be Continued)

perience on the ice the other day,

(All events, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious)

Daily Short Story

WRONG SIZE—By R. Smoot

“ ‘Perhaps I spoke

JARCIA had dropped a box of pins which scattered over the fitting-room floor. She was bending over to pick them up, when she heard her name mentioned outside. ‘I'm afraid she won't do at all,” Miss Tuckerman, the dress-shop proprietress, was saying, decisively. “She’s entirely too young and in-

~“But she tries so hard to learn,” Miss Macon, her assistant, answered, soothingly. “I'm sure she would soon get over her self-con-sciousness.” Sar “Possibly.” Miss Tuckerman sounded tired and worried. “But you know how few customers we have. I can't risk losing any more sales by trusting them to an awkward salesgirl. We hardly broke even last month. It’s disgusting how all the influential women in town come here to sniff and stare, then drive 75 miles to the city to buy their clothes.” © “They consider it the smart thing to do, I suppose,” Miss Macon sighed. “If only one of them would patronize us, the others would follow suit.” “Mrs. H. Gorman Patterson, for instance.” They walkéd out of hearing and Marcia, who had crouched petrified during the conversation, started dully picking up the pins. It took her a long time, for her eyes were blinded with tears which streaked her makeup and revealed a scattering of golden freckles.

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HE was 17, rangy and sunburned, J with short auburn curls and gray eyes. Though perfectly at home in the saddle and adept with a tennis racket, she found herself lamentably out of place in the softly lighted interior of Miss Tuckerman’s mauve and ivory dress

Mind Your - Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authori- _ tative answers below: 1. Should an older woman rise for an introduction to a younger woman? 2.Is it good manners to carry on a privaje conversation in a crowded elevator? 3.Is it good manners for one to put on his wraps while the “Star Spangled Banner” is being played at the end of a concert . . 6. Does being a chatterbox mean being a good conversationalist? 5. Is it good emphasize the meaning of a statement by saying “Get me”?

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too hastily, dear.” \ show. But she was desperately in need of the job. Her father had died the year before, and through ill-advised investments her mother had lost the ranch which had been Marcia’s childhood home. They had moved to an unpretentious house in Los Pedritos and Marcia realized she must now be the breadwinner of the family. As the job in the dress shop was the only one available, the prospect of losing it filled her with sick dismay. If only she could manage not to make any more mistakes, Miss Tuckerman might reconsider. But the realization that so much depended upon her made her more nervous than ever. She stepped on a customer’s foot and tangled a filmy evening dress on a hanger, tearing a rent in it. . The morning dragged endlessly. Her head ached violently and she longed for the end of the day, even though she was certain it would bring her irrevocable dismissal. At last it was noon. Miss Tuckerman went to lunch and she and the assistant were left alone. For the moment there were no customers. Marcia began to straighten the stock. 2 E- ”

- FEW minutes later Miss Macon hurried out of the small office. Her kindly middle-aged face looked harassed. “I've just had a phone call,” she said. “Oné of my sister's children was struck by a hit-and-run driver. They think it’s nothing more serious than a broken arm, but she’s dreadfully upset and I have to go to the hospital. Just look after things and explain to Miss Tuckerman when she gets back. Shell probably be here in half and hour.”. She had hardly left when a ponderous, expensively dressed matron entered the shop. Marcia felt a momentary surge of hope. If only she could make a sale! With a set smile on her tanned young face she went forward. “May I help you, Madame?” she asked shakily. The customer lowered herself into the nearest chair and fanned vigorously. “I want to see a blue afternoon dress,” she stated. Marcia brought out every size 40 blue dress in the shop. None suited. When asked if she would consider another color, the woman declined. She was about to leave when she caught sight of a dress that had just been unpacked and not yet put on the rack. Obediently Marcia went to bring it. ‘The price tag was lying near by, and she hastily affixed it to the sleeve. ~ : After a critical appraisal the customer decided to try it on. It was a good fit, but she was still dissatisfied. “It isn’t what I wanted at all,” she complained. “The waistline is too high and I detest a jabot. I'll just have to wait until I can drive Enews I Cit get amo PETE wi a in| wear here!” ge of ght # » 8 2 Sy re ae u er eyes h and she smiled Se bnienal “Perhaps I spoke too hastily, dear,”

; after all. yap it up and I'll take jit with

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originally been wrapped. There was a sales ticket from the manufacturer giving cost price of the half-dozen lot of dresses. Idly she calculated the cost price of each dress. Then her eyes widened with horror as she realized the truth. The ticket lying near the dress had evidently been intended for a cheaper model. She had sold the ess for $5 less than its original t price! : "The thought of having to confess this to Miss Tuckerman completely unnerved her. She burst into a fresh flood of tears.

2 a & “VY HAT on earth’s the matter?” demanded Miss Tuckerman who had entered unnoticed. Marcia explained. the older

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give you a raise.” : \ “A raise?” Marcia echoed incredulously. : : “I saw your customer leaving as I came up the street,” Miss Tuckerman explained. “It was Mrs. H. Gorman Patterson. Her patronage

Pedritos, so it’s worth a lot more than $5 to have her buy something here. It’s a mystery to me how you sold her. I never could. And imagine your putting a size 18 ticket on a dress that was really size 40.” In her long black limousine, a very cheerful looking Mrs. Patterson sped homeward. Her gloved hand rested fondly on the boxed dress beside her. “I'm not nearly as fat as I thought!” she reflected happily. “I always said I could wear a size 18 if it was cut right. Now if that cat-

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doubt my word I have the sales ticket right here to prove it.”

THE END .. (Copyright, 193%) : (All events, names and characters in thi story are wholly fictitious.)

There is a steadily widening gap between the completion of a youth’s school experience and the beginning of employment—Dr. H. P. Rainey, director, American Youth Congress of Parents and Teachers. :

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HE first step in any nervous breakdown is to ascertain the exact nature of the condition. Every possible physical disturbance should be investigated. If the thyroid gland, or any of the other glands of the body is overactive, that excess activity may be associated with the excess strain. Sometimes a minor disturbance of the heart or of the stomach and intestines becomes the physical disease on. which the mental state of the depressed person is fixed. Many women who have abdominal operations or difficulties in childbirth and who suffer with disturbed action of the intestines, or from

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to break down rather early in life. ‘Whether this is associated with some internal weakness ‘of pliysical structure, or whether it represents an intensified reaction of one or more members of the family on the

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