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CAST OF CHARACTERS CONSTANCE CORBY--heroine; richest girl in the world. BRET HARDESTY—hero; bridge builder. RODNEY BRANDON—Connie’s fiance. KATE BLYN—Connie’s ‘‘double.”
Yesterday—Beginning her adventure on a transcontinental bus, Connie meets an interesting young man. He gives her his newspaper and a moment later Connie almost cries out.
CHAPTER SIX. N the front page of the paper, staring back at her, was her own likeness! At least it was a girl who looked as she should have, her slight figure bundled into Connie's own big polo coat, her proud little head flung back. “RICHEST GIRL SUFFERS BREAKDOWN” flared a banner headline. Connie followed
the story: “Constance Corby, reputedly the richest girl in the world, has suffered a nervous breakdown. Her physician has ordered a complete change and rest. Her million dollar yacht has been chartered, its destination kept secret. ‘Rodney Brandon, to whom Miss Corby’s engagement was announced Just last night, told reporters he was unaware that his fiancee was ill....” “Oh . .. so that's how worried he is about me!” Connie murmured. “Did you say something?” young man next to her asked. She shook her head. If she had, she had not meant to do so. Then, prompted by some mischievous sprite, she spoke aloud, “I was only thinking . . . It’s too bad about Constance Corby; you know, the richest girl in the world. Oh, if I could be her, for a litle while!” This last was the fierce desire expressed by the real Katie. The young man glanced down at the paper. There was a flicker of amusement—or was it scorn?—in his brown eyes. “You wouldn't want to be her,” he said. “You're better off than she is. Happier. Don't you know that's one thing money can't buy?”
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” u ” ONNIE was surprised that he should say just that. Her grandfather's words, almost. Her own to Katie Blyn. “What makes
you think I'm happy?” she asked; |
then, wistfully again: “Money can buy so many things.” She felt as
though she were Katie Blyn, envy- |
ing that other girl. She knew now, for the first time, how other girls felt about the real Constance Corby. “How do I know? Because you show it—when you held that woman's baby, for instance. It was shining in your eyes.” His own eyes grew serious. “The things
money can buy don't matter,” he
added firmly. Connie decided he was a young
man who was very positive as to |
what he thought about everything. “How did you find that out?” she asked. “The hardest way,” he answered slowly. “Just by living. That's the only way anyone ever learns anything.” “You sound like a philosopher,” Connie ventured. He was talking to her as no one else had ever talked. as though she were just another person. No man had ever talked to Constance Corby like that. They always remembered she was a girl who was exceptionally rich; they never let her forget that. She wished this young man would go on talking. He laughed, a low, amused chuckle. “I haven't had much philosophy—not formally, anvhow. What little I know comes from contact with the raw. material. Men who work with their hands. Hoboes.
lot about myself,” he “Suppose you tell me something about you?”
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HERE'S nothing to tell,” Connie said quickly. “Not even your name? you're going?” “I'm not sure where I'm going— vet. My name's Katie Blyn.” “I like that,” he said, as she had said to its real owner. “No nonsense about it. Sensible and plain.” “I suppose you think I'm like my name?” : “Well . . . yes.” He looked at her, as though considering what she was | iike for the first time. | “But a girl like Miss Corby, she’s | beautiful.” Connie was prompted | by that spirit of mischief. He shook his head. “Not to me, she isn't. T wouldn't like her, even a little bit.” Connie felt the color rise in her cheeks, “She may be very Apel
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she defended. “She may be just like every other girl.”
“Too much money changes peo- | ple,” the young man said. “They | aren't real. They can’t be.” “Maybe she'd like to be, though,” Connie persisted stubbornly. “Just as you'd like to change places with her,” the young man suggested. He wore that amused grin. “Maybe you're right, at that. Well, suppose we pretend you are | Constance Corby, the richest girl| in the world? We're stopping at | the next town, I understand. Would you do me the honor of dining with me, Miss Corby?” he asked. Connie gasped. For a moment she almost forgot that he had been pretending. Then her own eyes twinkled. “Why—I'd like to!” she said. She had never done such a thing in her life, dine with a strange young; man. But then she had been Constance Corby with her coffers of gold. Now she was just like anv other girl—which was much more exciting! ¥ ® URING dinner, or “supper,” as the young man called it, he told Connie more about himself. Although he insisted it was not interesting, she found it thrilling; his life had been so different from hers. His name was Bret Hardesty. He came from plain, honest people; middle class. He had made his own way in the world since he had been big enough to start peddling papers and running errands. “Since then,” he confided with his frank grin, “I've done about everything there is, I guess. Ran away with a circus once; joined the Navy to see the world. Been a stevedore, a salesman, a ditchdigger, a tramp. But now,” he spoke with pride, as well as determination, “I've found what I mean to do—reached my
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eyes, across the little table, urged him to continue. “Build things,” he said. Yes, she thought, he looked like a man who would want to create things, with his hands, as well as his brain. Rugged, virile, strong. A man's man. “And what are you building now?” She smiled at him. “A bridge. In the hills of West Virginia.” His dark eyes took on a far-away look that showed he was a
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dreamer, as well as a man who did things. “You should see that country if you think this is pretty. Hills bluegreen, covered with virgin timber, skies as blue as that baby’s eyes, air so clear and sweet it's a tonic to your soul. . . .” “I'd love to see it,” Connie said. “I'd love to go there.”
(To Be Continued)
(All events, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)
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OM GARRITY had carefully this particular park | bench because it was in a quiet | spot, secluded from the parade of | strollers by the thick wall of rhododendron which ran down almost to the lagoon's edge. It was quiet there—it would give him time to think, to make a last | attempt to reason the thing out. | | After all, it wasn't particularly hor- | rible to be broke and out of a job, | j even if it meant being hungry once {in a while. It only seemed worse when compared to the luxury af-|
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| forded by the income his ex-posi-tion had been able to afford for {him and Ella. But companies, even the best of | them, were not immune to failure jand if his firm had suddenly folded ‘it certainly was not his fault. His | clothes were still good and he knew plenty of friends who would eventually put him in touch with something that would give him a chance to fight for a place in the world | again. And he was not broke yet, | exactly. A $20 bill neatly folded was in the lower vest pocket of his suit. With Ella living temporarily with Johnny Bain and his sister, who kept house for him, he would manage somehow to muddle through until he made a break for himself. At first he had had plenty of misgivings about having Ella move in with the Bains. Johnny had always been crazy about Ella.
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E could trust her, though. She was the bulwark of hope that kept up his courage. She would stick even when the going got a bit tough. Johnny's money, his attraction, would not turn her head. At the light crunching sound of high heels on the gravel walk Tom turned away from his contempla[tion of the lagoon. Before anyone {came into view around the bend of |e walk the sound ceased, and Tom
settled back to his doleful contem[plation. Then the sound of a dry |sobbing drifted up from behind the (shrubbery. He leaned back on the bench and tried to shut the sounds out. Prob|ably it was just some girl who had | had a spat with her boy friend and (came out to the solitude of this place to have a good cry. It would do her good probably, just to give | way and get it over with! | Presently the sobbing subsided land then stopped. For some minutes | Tom just sat there, thinking it over. |He was not the only one who had | troubles, it seemed. Curiously he [ER up and peered around the end of the clump of bushes to see if the unknown sobber had gone.
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AIT a minute!” he shouted suddeniy. The girl, her face stained with tears, halted momentarily with the brown bottle half raised to her lips. Tom leaped forward and prevented her desperate
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attempt to drink by grasping the bottle with one hand and holding her with the other. He looked at the significant skull and crossbones on the label. “Nothing is as bad as all that, ‘my dear!” he reproved gently. The girl suddenly buckled at the knees and slumped. Picking her up bodily, Tom car-
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ried the girl to the bench. He waited until she opened her eyes. At first, with returning consciousness, they were calm but in a few moments Tom could see the return of terror and bewilderment.
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“Rest easily,” he instructed. “You're all right now. Suppose you tell me why you attempted this foolish stunt. You don’t know me— and it might help to get it all out!” |
The girl appraised him frankly while she dabbed at her cheeks with a damp handkerchief. Tom proffered the one from his breast pocket. “I knew him for nearly two years and we were going to be married. Then he saw someone else . . . and now it's all over between us. It affected me so that I lost interest in my job at the factory. My work suffered. I was fired yesterday.”
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OM lost himself in thought. Just what would a girl in her position do? He walked over to the place where the girl had tried to drink the poison and retrieved the afternoon paper she had been carvying. He flipped it open to the want ad section. “There must be something in here that will help you. You'll just have to keep your courage up!” The girl smiled wanly and she put her hand on his arm. “You know, you give me confidence somehow! I guess I was just so alone and feeling so blue I didn't care to go on living any longer. You can't imagine what a hopeless feeling it is!” “I think I do—in a way!” Tom | marked a spot in the paper with | his thumbnail and turned to the girl. “Listen, my dear. You have a whole lot to look forward to. Take this $20 and get a place to stay and some nourishing food. Then you'll feel better able to fight your problems!” He pressed the neatly folded bill into her hand. She protested, but he insisted. “And lots of luck to you!”
HE got up, a tear of happiness and renewed hope trembling in her eye. “Goodby, I'll never forget what you've done for me. Thanks for everything!” Tom watched her move off down the walk with a light step. Yes. he felt he had done something really praiseworthy. He knew he hadn't been quite fair when he told her she had a lot to look forward to. He really didn't know what she had in prospect. But he felt, for some strange reason, that he should not have told her otherwise. He leaned with his elbows on his knees, his hands cupping his chin. A strange almost cynical smile flashed across his mouth for a moment, then vanished. He felt sure, in spite of what he knew, that that smile woulda never return. Then he read again the personal notice he had marked with his thumb. So Ella was leaving him! Johnny's money and his underhanded chiseling had weighed more than anything he could hope to offer.
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(All events, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)
SO THEY SAY
The Roosevelt Administration deliberately used an unbalanced budget during the first four years to meet a great emergency.—Henry Morgenthau Jr., U. S. Treasury Secretary.
It is a paradox that we find every dictator who has ascended to power has climbed on the ladder of free speech and free press. Immediately on attaining power each dictator has suppressed all free speech except his own.—Herbert Hoover.
It is well to remember that our participation in the Great War was our own deliberate act and that the results of that war likewise were, in large part, the fruit of our failure.—Newton Baker, lawyer.
We have air, land and sea arms, abundant and tempered by two victorious wars.—Benito Mussolini, announcing Italy’s withdrawal from the League of Nations.
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Q-—Can you tell me how the textile industry was affected by the introduction of machinery?
A—When spinning jennys and power looms were first introduced into textile mills in England, num-
bers of workers were thrown out of employment and angry mobs broke up the machines in the mills. However, in time with the introduction of improved machinery consumption of goods increased and gains in employment resulted.
Q—When were made? A—Shotguns light enough to be used as hunting weapons were made as early as the middle of the 17th Century. The first practical shotgun was made in 1836 hy a French gunsmith, Casimir Lafaucheux.
Q—Can quail (hobwhite) be raised easily in captivity? A—For many years the propagation of quail was regarded as difficult or impossible, but the combined efforts of a number of game breeders have solved the difficulties one by one, until the methods of handling them are well developed and successful.
Q—Will you please name all of the pictures in which Spencer Tracy has appeared? A—“Up The River”; “Quick Millions”; “Six Cylinder Love”; “Goldie”; “She Wanted a Millionaire”; “Sky Devils”; “Disorderly Conduct”; “Young America”; “Society Girl”; “Painted Women”; “Me and My Gal”; “20,000 Years in Sing Sing”; “Face in the Sky”; “Shanghai Madness”; “Power and the Glory”; “Mad Game”; “A Man's Castle’; “The Show Off”; “Looking for Trouble”;
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Q—How much water vapor is in the atmosphere when it is completely saturated?
A—The quantity of vapor which can exist in any given space depends upon its temperature. When the space contains all it can hold, the vapor is said to be saturated. At 60 degrees F. there are 5.745 grains of saturated water vapor in a cubic foot; at 70 degrees, there are 7.980 grains; at 80 degrees, 10.934 grains; at 90 degrees, 14.790 grains, and at 100 degrees, 19.766 grains,
Q—Do blacksnakes scent out copperheads and rattlesnakes and crush them by constriction?
A—Blacksnakes are harmless, unaggressive, alert in getting away from danger and will not fight unless they are cornered. The stories of their scenting out copperheads and rattlesnakes and slowly crushing them to death are fables, as they have no power of constriction, and will only attack snakes much smaller than themselves,
Q—What caused the destruction of the Parthenon of the Acropolis in Athens, Greece? A—Athens was captured by the Turks in 1456, and they used the Parthenon first as a mosque and later as a powder magazine. In 1687 a shell caused an explosion which blew out the middle of the temple, most of the side walls, and many columns.
Q—I was born in France, and married a man who was an American citizen the 5th of April, 1907, and want to know if I am an American citizen. A—You are an American citizen. A law passed March 2, 1907, specified that a woman took the citizenship status of her husband. The law was repealed Sept. 22, 1922,
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Q—What is meant by the baseball expression, “foot in the bucket?”
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By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN American Medicar Journal Editor
HEN we become really hungry, we begin to have symptoms which are the result of changes which take place in the body asso-
ciated with lack of food. Failure to take a meal at the usual time may result in faintness or headache, associated with drowsiness and tiredness and with restlessness or irritability. Reactions vary with different people. The most common single symptom of hunger ‘is a dull, pressing pain. It is useful to be hungry. When we get hungry enough we eat without regard to fine discrimination of taste. Pork and beans may be more appetizing than broiled quail. That is one reason why desserts usually are made more appetizing than the foods served during & meal, » » ”
used to be thought that when a person became hungry all of his body cried out for nourishment. Now it is realized that hunger Is distinctly a function of the stomach reflected to the intelligence. The sense of hunger may be suppressed by putting into the stomtch any kind of indigestible material, including scraps of leather or even pieces of clay. This is verified by people who, lost in the woods, overcame the pangs of hunger by swallowing indigestible materials. When a person becomes hungry,
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his stomach begins to contract. The strength of these contractions can be measured by putting a rubber balloon into the stomach, filling it full of air and allowing the stomach to rest against the bailoon. The impression of the contractions Is recorded on a chart. » ” »
T is possible also to see how various factors affect the contractions. Sleep will not stop them but hunger contractions may interfere
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food before going to bed is an aid to overcoming restlessness, Swallowing will help to stop the contractions temporarily. Great emotional excitement will. have a similar effect. Smoking may weaken the contractions and sometimes will completely stop them. They may also be stopped by alcoholic drinks or by vigorous exercise. Hungry people often tighten up their belts when hungry. Now it has been learned that if hunger contrace tions are not too vigorous, they can be stopped by tightening up the belt,
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