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CAST OF CHARACTERS

CONSTANCE CORBY-—heroine; richest girl in the world. BRET HARDESTY hero; bridge build-

er RODNEY BRANDON-—Connie's fiance.

KATIE BLYN--Connie’s “double.” Yesterday: Disclosure of her true identity ends Connie's romance: Bret is forgiving but not understanding. So the

weight of Connie's millions rests on her |

shoulders again.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN 'M going home,” Connie Ploise a few days later. words held an emptiness—for could any place be “home,” Bret would not be there!

Yet, it was because of Bret that she was leaving. He had scarcely looked at her these past few days,

told The how when

not once directly, deep into her eves; he had had only the few necessary words to say. He had

meant it when he had said everything was over between them. Now the work in the camp's office was nhghter, so nearly was the bridge completed, that old Pop Walters could out Connie's help. “There was a time,” Eloise said, “when I would have been But not now. You know I hate to see you go, miss you.” Connie said that she, too, miss her friend. She was packing her few belongings into the imitation leather bag: its gilt letters “K. B.” did not look so bright. somehow But she would carry it. She would wear the navy blue suit and the perky little hat

shall

No one, besides Bret, must know, until she had returned, her true identity

“Someone else will miss you, too,” Eloise said, smiling her shy, quiet smile. There was no hurt in the grave eves now. She had so come to love her

Bret always had been her big] brother; that he would remain, she | knew.

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ONNIE shook her She could not

golden head. trust herself to]

speak for a moment or two. She had stayed on, hoping that Bret | would really forgive her, really un-

derstand, that he would see she was the same girl with whom he had fallen in love. that all did not matter. But now, having failed, she could no longer bear to stay On an impulse she had decided she must go at once I do things on an impulse. she thought bitterly; it had been an impulse—a crazy, thrilling one—that had brought her here. It seemed fitting that another should take her away “I'll catch the midnight train.” she said to Eloise. “It stops, when it's flagged, at the junction won't know I've gone until morning. By then I'll be miles away—as he claimed I am. —~in another world entirely ent from this.” “You shouldn't go without telling Bret!” the other girl protested. | “You may have quarreled—I know | something has gone wrong between | you. But don't you know that old saying about true love? —and Bret's—is true, ever was.” “You're a darling, Eloise.”

anyway

if any love

Con-

Bret |

BY ADELAIDE HUMPHRIES

manage Wwith- |

glad. | vou know I'll |

would

friend that she could put | aside her own heart's desire for hev. |

| essence of

| Christabel!”

her millions |

midnight train. other passenger, that was certain. But not so certain as she had |

imagined. She had stepped out on | the signal,

to the platform, in the glare of the blinding eves of the train that in | another

A Richest Girl in the (World

There would be no|and puffing to a

moment would be panting |

standstill,

| someone dashed up behind her,

caught her two arms raised to wave

spun her around.

(To Be Continued) (All events, names and characters this story are wholly fictitious.)

Daily Short Story

ESCAPE—By Helen Myrtes Lange

ANN AN

How

Christabel? was this thing, which inevita-

ND what of bly must happen, going to affect her? That was the ravel in the pattern. Kenneth Graham swung his blue roadster from the road, and brought it to a stop at the parking rail of Talbot air field. The sun had been up an hour. All the nostalgic September seemed sweep across the field past Ken as he relaxed against the car cushions. He the

lit a cigaret. Wind caught smoke away. He said the He liked to startle the quiet

the beauty of it. It was a

softly. with

name of crystal and silver chinking |

together. Ken smiled. No wonder

*thought to own.

“Christabel. | 5 few paces now,”

name |

he had never wanted it diminished |

to “Chris” ‘or “Belle.” That

j away the music.

[eves followed it out of sight.

A small plane zoomed up, circled |

Ken's Six |

and headed into the sun.

| months ago the doctor had warned

and miles | | out differ- |

him. He must take life easy. There must be no more flying. Because | one day that nagging pain in his |

chest—— The doctor hadn't finished ! the sentence. It had been a sen- | tence in another way, too. Ken | flicked away his cigaret, of the car. Even that effort made the pain worse.

slight | It had

| been growing steadily so for the past |

| tabel? And yours | | that

vet. The thought of her | washed like a coolness over the pain burning ir his chest. He loved

nie said softly. She did not think she could have been as. fine. had | Bret loved someone else. The

might have come to do that very thing. He might, in time, find that

Eloise was the only girl in the worid |

for him. His love might have been

true, but it had not stood the test of cents and dollars, after all. He would not marry her because she

had so much money. And all her life she had been afraid to accept anyone, even Rodney, for fear he would be marrving her for her millions!

n n N URELY you'll leave some sage for Bret,” Eloise urged. | "When he finds you're gone. he'll ask me if you didn’t leave a message.” Connie shook her head again. She

mes-

snapped the lock on the bag. “I| don’t believe he will,” she said. But if he did!—her heart skipped al

beat—that would mean he still cared a little. She must leave some word for him; something to let him know

ever and ever.

“If he asks,” Connie said, “tell him |

that T loved him because I didn’t | isn’t it unusual for vou to be seekthink he was afraid of anything. | Ing me at this early hour?”

Tell him that I wouldn't be—if he | had loved me enough—and that he has forgotten that love is the strongest, the biggest thing in | world. Bigger than all the hills Cr mountains, bigger than all

the |

gold; bigger even than life itself.” “Tl tell him—everything you said,” Eloise promised. Her eves were |

filled with slow understand all

tears. that

She did not | her

meant by the message. But she knew | | She did not meet Ken's gaze. that love was the biggest thing in | I—You love me, don't you, Ken?"

this world, perhaps in all the worlds | to come.’ There was no one about in the sleepy little village when Connle stole out of the old brick house late that night. Even the stars had stopped their twinkling; the SKy was dark and silent. She looked for the last time at the tall, thin steeple of the little church high on their special hill, at the range of mountains sheltering the valley, at the road that led to Bret’s bridge, a lovely reality now of concrete columns, gracefully arched, and of sturdy steel.

” ” ”

HIS was goodby to all of that —and to so much more besides. Goodby to freedom and laughter, to wings that she had tried: goodby to Bret's strong arms, dark eyes, and warm, tender lips. She gave a little sob and stumbled as she almost ran, the bag bumping against her knees. It was nearly a mile to the junction: she would have to hurry. But that was not the only reason Connie ran. She knew if she hesitated, if she looked back once more, she would hot be able to go on. She would 80 back to Bret, beg him to tell her that he loved her, throwing pride aside, her millions, everything. She heard the first faint whistle Bf the train as she reached the Junction, a long, mournful. wailing Sound, echoing and re-echoing. There Is nothing so sad, she thought, as the whistle of a train at night. The watchman did not seem to be anywhere about. Connie looked In the baggage room, knocked at fe locked door of the small shed. Supposed somehow she, herself, have to manage to flag the

| say goodby to her. | guessed something then.

| began to spin on that axis.

| william told me. that she cared, too, and would * for-| fo You to Re own for months

friend | though it were an important thing.

[on the forehead.

| piness looded him that noththought brought a stab of pain. Bret | Dn Hi it.

hours. n ”n n E STROLLED toward the hangars. And what of ChrisHe hadn't quite decided

so fiercely. He wouldn't mind if he knew his going His own hap-

her going away wouldn't hurt her.

Not even this flight into the morning and—

“Have her rolled out, Hank. I'm taking off.’ “0. K.,, Mr. Graham.” He was glad he didn’t have to |

She might nave | He didn't want Christabel hurt. His mind “Hi, there!” He didn't turn for a ment. She mustn't guess! She mustn't! “Ah, ‘the lovely lady, Christabel’.” He went toward her. ‘That's Sam Coleridge, and nat at all original,” she laughed. Wind

long mo-

took |

“The Lovely Lady Christabel”

You can't take it away from me now. Brad's a grand young fellow. If he can make you happy. then the happiness will always be inside me, Can you understand that?”

“It's hard, but I think I can.”

Christabel kissed him full on the lips. “Thank you, darling,” she | said. His chest bursting now with | pain. It seemed as though happi- |

[ness had swelled his heart until he | | was no longer big enough to conto

And he wanted to be in the sky that moment his heart would burst free. Suddenly he felt younger than his 40 years, “Going to take the crate through he told Christa-

tain it.

bel. “May I come along?” “Not this time. I want a real workout.”

She walked with him to the concrete runway where his plane waited. He had to keep his lips tighy pressed now to keep in the pain. | He wriggled into the cockpit, ad- | justed his goggles. “Christabel,” he | said. But the thrumming motor | broke the name before its beauty | could startle any quiet. He waved {to her. Then the plane roared | down the runway, lifted, and head- | ed out over the lake. There was

| more room for his heart in the wide |

He climbed | | sKy.

tugged at her dark hair. She was | like an elf bathed in the yellow

mist of sunlight. Her loveliness ached in Ken's throat. “How did you know where to | find me?” he asked.

1 stopped by at your place and Isn't it unusual You haven't “I'm flying today, though. And He grinned at her and there were crinkles at his eyes. “Tl admit it is. something to tell you. important. Let's sit in n on n HRISTABEL smoothed the pleat in her white skirt. She did it carefully and thoughtfully, as

But I have Something your car.”

“Yo

He leaned over to kiss her lightly “A most correct statement, Miss Christabel Hughes." He took her hand. “That's why I don’t know quite how to say what I must. It's—it's going to hurt you. But I've got to be honest with you—and with myself. T've always tried to be that.” She drew her hand away and concentrated attention upon the pleat again, “A very weighty preamble, dearest. Now let's get on to the body of the text.” “Ken, I'm breaking our engagement.” Ken's hand, lifting the cigaret to his lips, stopped midway. Christabel’'s words came quickly then, as though they were abhorred things she wished to be rid of. “It all began two months ago, the evening I met Brad Harris for the first time. I tried to struggle against it. I told myself it was foolish and school-girlish, but it was no use. Even then I wasn't certain. “Last night Brad asked me to marry him. He's accepted a position in the East. He wants me to go with him. I told him he'd have my answer tonight.” Now Christabel took Ken's hand. “And what is your answer to be?” he asked. “I'm going with him. All last night I argued with myself. Oh, Ken, I don’t want to do this to vou, but you can’t argue with your heart!” n ” ” EN toyed with the keys dangling from the ignition lock. Christabel wasn’t going to be hurt. She musn’t be! A kind destiny had sewn the ravel in the pattern. Ken chose his words deliberately. “You

State of New York.

| work on the Conowingo Dam across

have given me a happiness I never

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

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Q—What income was necessary to maintain an average family in the | United States before the World | War? a A—In 1914, Prof. Hollander estimated that $825 permitted the maintenance of a fairly proper | standard for an average family ot | five. At the same time the Board of | Estimate and Apportionment of New | York City estimated that $845 was the minimum for unskilled laborers | in that city, and the New York Factory Investigating Committee fixed $876 as the minimum for the entire

Q—When was the construction the Susquehanna River in Maryland begun and completed, and how much concrete was used?

A—The first concrete was poured Aug. 3, 1926, and the last of 435.000 cubic yards of concrete was placed Jan. 16, 1928.

Q—Which boils at the lowest temperature, ethyl or methyl alco- | hol? A—Absolute ethyl alcohol boils at 173.1 degrees F., when the barometer stands at 29.92 inches (760 mm.). Pure methyl alcohol boils at about 151 degrees F. under ordinary atmospheric pressure.

Q—Was the center design of the special postage stamp issued to commemorate the 150th anniversary of the signing of the Constitution copied from a picture? A—It is a reproduction of a famous painting by Junius Brutus Stearns, who died in Brooklyn, N. Y., in 1885.

Q—What is vicuna cloth? A—It is made from the wool of the vicuna, a small cameloid mammal of the Andes, or an imitation of it made from fine merino wool. The vicuna is allied to the domesticated llama and alpaca.

Q—Did Dick Grace, famous stunt flier, serve in the United States air forces during the World War? A—He served in the U. S. Naval Air Service from September, 1917, to May, 1919, and was with the Northern Bombing Group in France and with the naval detachment in Bolsena, Italy.

Q—How many cities in the United States have their own independent county government? A—Twenty-six; Baltimore, Md.; St. Louis, Mo.; and 24 cities in Virginia. In addition, Washington, D. C. the Federal capital, is not in a county.

Q—Where did the custom of throwing rice at a wedding originate? A—Probably it is a survival of the ancient Roman practice of scattering nuts after a wedding party.

Q—Is any state now paying unemployment benefits? A—Only Wisconsin, which up to Sept. 15, 1937, has drawn $1,200,000 from the Federal unemployment insurance fund for that purpose.

Q—Is Damascus steel ever used in

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is damascened by exterior surface | decorations to imitate Damascus steel.

Q—How can I extract a glass stopper that has stuck in the bottle? A—Wrap a cord several times | the neck of the bottle and pull it back and forth to cause friction, which will generate enough heat to expand the glass and loosen the stopper.

Q—Can I purchase a Sir Walter Raleigh Half Dollar from the Treasury Department? A—The Treasury Department does not, distribute special coins to the public. The coin can be obtained from the Roanoke Colony Memorial | Association, Manteo, N. C.

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Mind Your Manners

EST your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. At a buffet supper, necessary for prompt guests to be kept waiting for latecomers before they can begin eating? 2. Should foods served at a buffet supper be those which can be eaten without the use of a knife?

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3. Would it be correct to serve buffet style on a bare table? 4 What can a guest do

with a glass when he is holding a plate in his left hand? 5. If the hostess at such a supper has no maid is it all right for her to ask some intimate friends to help her remove soiled plates? What would you do if—You are a woman with a male escort at a buffet supper— A. Wait for him to fill your plate and bring it to you? B. Fill your own plate and let him fill his? C. Let him carry both plates while you fill them?

» ” ” Answers 1. No. 2. Yes, unless guests are to

be seated at small tables. 3. Yes. 4. If there is no table nearby, put it on floor. 5. Yes.

Best “What Would You Do” solution—A or B.

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| By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN American Medicar Journal Editor NEWBORN baby can tell the | difference between light and | ‘dark, but the experts have found | lout that he does not really see dur- | ling the first few weeks. | His eyes at this time will make | irregular and unco-ordinated move- | |ments because he does not have the | | power to fix his vision on any given | |cbject. | Mothers frequently worry because | [the newborn baby seems to be [squinting. This is not significant because until the child is about two [months old little can be done in de[termining his vision. Strong light annoys little babies [but it is not likely to damage their eyes greatly since the reflex which | Jeauves the closing of the eye in the | | presence of strong, light appears al- | {most at birth. n » n FTER a few weeks the child | will be observed following a | | light with his eyes, and at about three months of age the eyes will begin moving together as they do normally. It is believed that chil- | dren are able to recognize people | whom they see regularly when they | reach five to six months of age. The newborn baby also does not | seem to hear very much, but with- | in a few days it does show signs | of being able to hear. At this time | the hearing of the child is very | sensitive and any sudden or loud noise will make it manifest signs of fright. At about three months the child will turn its head toward the place from which the sound came. Apparently, however, it does not identify voices with definite people until at least the fourth month.

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NEWBORN baby can tell the difference between sweet and bitter. Apparently it is not especially sensitive to smells of various kinds. That develops later than the other senses and with some children it does not develop until they are several years old. Babies can, however, tell when they are comfortable and when they

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re) ut “The chief is sick today! But he wants things to go on Just as if he were here.” cold will ery. A baby with colic or | Children first learn nouns which cramps will shriek. A baby that| are the names of objects which gets [oe Gp YO hot will indt- they want. Next they learn a few wait that ] op WR the [ words indicating action or motion. io on a RS ] Adjectives come later—which 1s obably fortunate early and some late. Some talk | PN mally children usually can be much more than others. (Fenerally, taught to control bowel action by simple words are spoken toward the the third or fourth month and at

end of the first year and sentences | 10 or 12 months of #ge may learn

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