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•soßs-SL. T '' I ; Good Luck. CHRISTMAS G ANDLES b >ANNA L.NEWSOM l\|| BEG a thousand pardons,” said SWade Woodburn, as he stooped and reqched under the feet of hurrying pedestrians to retrieve some of the Christmas candles that he had knocked from the hands of Doris Marshall. “It —it was unavoidable, I’m sure,” answered the girl, who, too, was trying to salvage some of the fragrant waxen sticks. “I’m afraid that most of them are ruined,” Wade went on. “It was awkward of me, but come into Brownell’s and we can replace them with others —so you’re party won’t be spoiled,” “But we can’t replace them —and they weren’t for my party,” said the girl, sorry that they couldn't be replaced. “You see, they are bayberry candles, ahd I make them.” •‘Make them! Then the fat is in the fire —or to be more exact, the candles are trampled under foot. What were you—where were you taking them? To some one for Christftias?" “Yes, and no. Lowe’s sell them for me—to order, you see.” “They were ordered then —and nearly all ruined. But surely we can buy some t<Vreplace them. Candles are candles, areift they?” “Please don’t mipdA-pleaded Doris. “I’m sorry, tut It'couldn’t be helped—and L fan make more.' “Tlren"get into my car here and I cawrun you home in no time.” And AWmTtakijig her arm, directed her to htLrtlaflsfer at the curb. , “What direction,” he asked! “I live at 2240 East Vine —almost Country—and it’s putting you to a lot of trouble,” Doris answered. “Trouble? And you can mention that after all the trouble I’ve caused Joy by my carelessness?” r-’“Please forget it. It was purely an and might have happened to anytfae.” “But it didn’t—it happened to you .anti me. But tell me more z about the , Canutes.” “TheseJsn’t much to tell. I thought •every one~in Nbw England knew about ‘ bayberry a candlesLy They are made from the leaves and) berries of the bay tree, are fragrant pfid lovely to burn.” “But how do you—you can’t get berimes and leaves tnis time of year?” “We boil them at various times during the summer as the berries ripen, and make the tallow-” “B;ij berry candles—don’t they date back to the Purithns? And isn’t there some goodluctesign about them? he asked. S' “Ithought you ought to remember,” ftmfDoris quoted: “A bayberry candle burned to the socket Brings luck to the house, Food for the larder, And—V “Gold fbr the pocket.” Wade finished the quotation with 4 smile. ) “You have a fine memory,” laughed T?orLs, “and this is my “acre”—the gray Louse in the bay trees. Thank

you so much for the trouble. It was very kind of you to bring me.” “But if you thiu® my task is done, you don’t know Wade Woodburn—and by the way. you haven’t told me your name.” “Doris Mai shall,” she told him, as he assisted her from, the car. “You’ve got my interest all aroused, and now I’m going to help you dip those candles so you won’t have to work all night to make good your loss.” 1 “Indeed, you’ll do no such thing—waste the rest of the afternoon on my candles with Christmas only three days away.” “Thfen you don’t want me to help you—won’t even let me have the pleasure of helping to replace something that I destroyed?” . “Os course, if ye a put it that way—” “I do; so let’s to in and get busy,” Doris introduced Wade to her semiinvalid mother and told why he had come; then she led the young man intp the spotless kitchen and provided him with one of her own blue gingham aprons. She set the kettles of bayberry tallow on the stove to heat, and-thort showed Wade the intricacies of] candle-dipping. Soon he was able to/ do a pretty fair job of making the dips between the first few and plunges, which Doris did herself. For two or three houfs they worked RfeSa “And Now I’m Going to Help Y°u Dip Those Candles.” together over the fragrant wax. Wade told her of his days in Brown university, and Doris confided to him that she had left Miss Baxter’s School for Girls for a practical business course after her father had died, and that she had to give up her position as a stenographer when her mother be- . came partly disabled from a paralytic stroke. “This way I can be at home, and I can make as many as 300 a day if I work hard,” she told him. . “Imagine making 300 a day, and how many times is each one dipped,” he asked, “thirty-five?” The delicious New England supper of baked beans, brown bread and Christmas delicacies Mrs. Marshall prepared almost alone. She pushed I SANTA CLAUS’ SACK | 'T'HIS is a jolly game to play ft lat a Christmas party. One ® player starts with the letter ft “a,” saying “Santa Claus’ sack g has Animals in it." The next one « says, “Books,” “Candies,” says S the third, and so on until every ft letter of the alphabet has been ) t used. If a boy or girl cannot ft think of something to say be- ft ■ J fore the rest of the group have S •J quietly counted ten, he or she ft • t must drop out of the game; any ft ■ | player speaking out of turn or ft g using the wrong letter must § § also drop out. ft s . i .It •

A Christmas Carol <<IITHAT means this glory round our feet.’ " The Magi mused, “more bright than morn?” And voices chanted dear and sweet, “Today the Prince of Peace is bora!" “What means that star,” the shepherds said, “That brightens through the rocky glen?" And angels, answering overhead. Sang. “Peace on earth, good-will to men!" ’Tis eighteen hundred years and more Since those sweet oracles were dumb; We wait for Him, like them of yore; Alas, He seems so slow to come! But it was said, in words of gold No time or sorrow e’er shall dim. That little children might be bold In perfect trust to come to Him. All round about our feet shall shine A light like that the wise men saw. If we our loving wills incline To that sweet Life which is the law. So shall we learn to understand The simple faith of shepherds then. And, clasping kindly hand in hand. Sing, “Peace on earth, good-will to mrar* And they who do their souls no wrong, But keep at eve the faith of mom. Shall daily hear the angel-song, “Today the Prince of Peace is bora!" —Montreal Herald her wheel chair from table to shelf and stove with ease and dexterity. Bayberry candles shed a soft light and a pleasing fragrance. “No wonder there is ready sale for them,” said Wade. “They are so fragrant.” “And they bring good luck to all who burn them.” smiled the mother, “even to uniting lovers who dre true —if they both burn them on Christmas eve.” Two hours later when Wade was leaving, he asked for a pair of candles. Doris had already wrapped a pair for him, so as she gave them to him she said: “Send one to your sweetheart to burn tomorrow night.” He unwrapped the candles, handing her one. . “Will you do me the honor? I didn’t mean to tell you now that 1 love you—that I seem to always to have been looking for you—that I |fc U “Send One to Your Sweetheart to Burn Tomorrow Night.” want you to marry me. Will you—can you care a little, dear?” Doris thought it would not be hard to love him a great deal, and aftei much planning, he said: "And at Christmas, we shall always dip bayberry candles for cur friends, hoping the candles will bring to them the good luck they brought us—ouf meeting.” <©. 1928. Western Newspaper Union.)

THE SYRACUSE JOURNAL

The Settling of the Sage

By Hal Q. Evarts Copyright by Hal O. Evart* WNU Service I II ■ — WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE At the Warren ranch, the I ••Three Bar.“ on the fringe of the “cow country." a stranger api plies for work as a rider. Wil- ! liamette Ann Warren —known to i < all as • ]BilUe." is the owner of the ranch. The girl’s father. Cal Warren, had been the original owner. The question whether the territory is to remain “cow country" or be opened to settlement is a troublesome one. The newcomer is put to work. Cattle “rustlers" have been troubling the ranch owners, the Three Bar. with a girl boss having suffered more than others The'new hand gives his name.aa Cal Harris. By his announcement in favor of ‘squatters" he incurs the enmity of a rider known as Morrow. CHAPTER 11—Continued ‘‘Not so very hard—ls you can read.” the dark man. contradicted. The newcomer's gaze returned t>-om down the valley and settled op Morrow’s face. “Do you run a brund of your own—so’s you’d stand to lose a dollar if every foot of range was fenced?" be inquired. “What are you trying to get at now?” Morrow demanded. “Nothing much—now; I’ve already got.” Harris said. “A man’s interest lays on the side where his finances are most concerned.” “What do you mean by that?” Mori row insisted. “You’re good at predicting—maybe you re an expert at guessing, too.” Harris returned. And suddenly Evans laughed as if something bad just occurred to him. J 1 Morrow glanced /at him without turning his iiead.l ti/en fell silent, his expression unchairupd. A chunky younger stood tn the door and bent an gaze on the big pinto as he swung out across the pasture lot. The boy’s face was small and quizzical, a shaggy mop of tawney hair hanging so low upon bls forehead that his mild blue eyes peered forth from under the fringe of It and gave him of a surprised terrier, which effect had gained him the title of Bangs. I “1 bet the little Waint-horse could make a man swing ahd rattle to set up in his middle, once he started to act up.” he said. “Calico wouldn’t know how to start." Harris said. “A horse. Inside his. limitations. is what his breaker makes him. I never favored the idea ot breaking a horse to tight you every time you climb him. My horses are gentle-broke.” “But you have to be able to top off just any kind of a horse.” Bangs objected. “That don’t hinder a man from jten tling his own string.” Harris toturned. Bangs turned his surprised eyes on Harris and regarded him intently as if striving to fathom a viewpoint that was entirely new to him. “Why, it don’t, for a fact," he said at last. “Only 1 just never happened to think ot it like that before.” Morrow laughed and the boy Hushed at the disagreeable ring of II Morrow’s face wore none of the active malignancy that stamps the features of those uncontrolled desperadoes who kill In a tlare of possion; rather it seemed that the urge to kill was always with him. had been born with him, his face drawn and overlength eried from the Inner effort to render his homicidal tendencies submissive to his brain, not through desire for regeneration, for he bad none, but as a mere matter of expediency. z — “You listen to what the squatter man tells you.” Morrow said to Bangs. “He’ll put you right—give you a course In how everything ought to be done.” He rose and went outside. A raucous bellow sounded from the cookhouse and every man within earshot rose and moved toward the summons to feed. “Let’s go eat It up.” Evans said and left the bunk house with Harris. “Did you gather all the information you was prospecting for?” he asked Harris nodded. “I sorted out one man’s number.” he said. “Now if you’d only whispered to me I’d have told you right off.” Evans said. “It’s astonishing how easy it is to pick them if you try.” All through tme meal the gigantic cook holered near Billie Warren as she sat near end of the long table, it was evident to Harris that the big man was self-appointed guardian and counsellor of the Three Bar I boss He showed the same fussy I solicitude for her welfare that a hen would show for her helpless c icks. “Praise the grub and have a friend ■I at court,” Harris murmured in Evans ear. t Billie Warren had nearly completed her meal before the men came in Slite left the table and went to her ow<n room. When Harris rose to go he slapped the big man on the back. “I’d' work for half pay where you get grub like this.” he. said. “That’s what I’d cal) a real feed.” Waddles beamed and followed him to the door. “It’s a fact that 1 can set’ out the best bait you ever throwed a lip over.” he confessed. “You’re a man of excellent tastes and it's a real pleasure to have you about.” Billie Warren opened the door and motioned to Harris. He went into the big front room that answered for both living room and sleeping quarters. Indian blankets partitioned off one end for the girl’s sleeping room. “You had something to tell me,” sh& observed, after he had remained silent for the space of a minute, sitting in the chair she had indicated and gazing into the fire. “And I'll have to start it a little different from the way I first counted on,” he said. “Have any of the boys mentioned my name to you?” She shook her head and waited for him to go on. “You won’t care much to hear it,” he announced. “I’d thought some of

x spending two years here under some other name —but perhaps tt’s better to come out in the open—don’t you think?” The girl had straightened In her chair and was leaning toward him, her face white and her gray eyes boring straight into the man’s. She keew now who he was—the man she had more reason to despise than all others on earth combined. Os the Harri« family she knew nothing at all except that her father’s lifelong regret had been the fact that the partnership between himself and his oldest friend William Harris, had been brought to pass. And this regret had. in the end. led him to try and cement that arrangement in the second gen eration. Five years before his trait had crossed that of the elder Harris for the first time since he had fatten over the Three Bar brand; and when his will had been read she had known that on the occasion ot that visit his old friend had played upon this sentiment to trick him Into making it. On all sides of her she had evidet»ce that men were wolves who preyed” upon the interests. of others, and there was not a doubt that rhe fa tber of rhe man before her had nreved I 1 tile re 111 le e id she relaxed Into her chair. ’‘l’ve known all the time you would come.” she said. “It’s too bad. Billie.” he said, "it’s tough- having me wished on to you this way.” “Don’t play that game with me!” she Hared. “Os course you’ve disproved every drop of human decency in advance.” “It sure looms up lijfe> that on the surface.’ he admitted 7 ruefully “But 1 didn’t have a hand In cinehing yon this way.” ‘.‘You could have proved that by staying away I wrote you a year ago that I’d donate you a half-inter esi in the Three Bar at the expiration of the time if you’d only keep off the place. But at the last moment you couldn’t resist having it all Ten more days and you’d have been too late.” The man nodded slowly. “Too late." he agreed and sat look ing info the tire. She had been almost a son to het father, had ridden the range with him. managed the Tltree Bar during his sickness: and such was her loyalty to his memory that not a trace of her bitterness had been directed toward her parent. He had loved the Three Bar and had always believed that old Bill Harris. Its founder, had (overt it too. His will had stipulated that half of his property should go to the younger Harris under the condition

Orders Is Orders, but the Band Didn’t Play

During one White House reception in President Garfield’s time. John Philip Sousa, clad in his gorgeous red uniform, criss-crossed with gold braid, sat on one end of the musicians’ platform and his bass drummer, in full dress uniform, sat on the other. They were the United States Marine band ;Lat night. But there was no music. The band had been ordered to participate in a dedication that day and did not get back to barracks until 6:30 that evening when it was dismissed and sent home. At seven o’clock Sousa received an order to report with the band in full dress at the White House at eight o’clock. Sousa protested. His commanding officer said: “Those were my instructions and those are your orders.” Mes ; sengers scoured Washington sot the bandsmen, returning with just one man.. the bass drummer. When the long evening and the reception at last drew to an end. the drummer and Composition of Fog The dense fogs which during the winter months, especially, are apt to afflict great maritime cities are tn their essentials, merely cumulus clouds resting upon the ground, or near it. It is the soot and other Impurities they hold in solution that cause them to be unpleasant, A sea fog is the same thing, minus the Impurities. Being composed of particles of watery vapor, it is clean and though dangerous to shipping, it is not particularly so to breathe. Low-lying city fogs are usually shallow, though some have been found by aeronauts to extend upward to a height of 2,500 feet. Oldest Coins The oldest coins of which we have any knowledge date back to approximately 700 B. They will buy more today than they would then. j^-*►4.A -•

that the man should m.- horn on the Three Bar for two out <d rh> first three years after her father’s de cease. The whole of It was to go to him In case she failed to make her ! own home at the Three Bar during j her coheir’s stay, or in the event of i her marriage to another before the «- piration of three years. “Os course I’m tied here for two i years.’’ she said. “Or left penniless. : If you can make it unpleasant enough ' io drive we away—which won’t be dtf- | flcult—ybu win.” “1 wouldn’t count too strong on I that." he counseled mildly. “Then why did you come?” she In-| slsted. “Half of It was yours by merely keeping away." “Maybe I’m sort of tied up myself— | In ways you don’t suspect.” he of-j feted. “Very likely!” she returned;; “sounds plausible. You might offer to ' marry me.” she suggested when he failed to answer. “You could gain full possession at once that way.” He removed his gaze from the fire and looked long rt her. “it will likely come to that." he said. ■ "1 11 put a weapon in your hands.” : she retorted. “Whenever it does come ' to that I’ll leave the ranch —so now you know the one sure way to win.”, ■ “1 hope it won’t pan out like that."!’ he said. “I’ll be disappointed—morei than I can say ” She rose and stood waiting for nlm I to go. ‘Good night. Billie.” he said. “1' expect maybe things will break ail right for us.” I .She did not answer as he went out. Waddles hailed him in friemlly fashion as he passed through the house., then wiped his hands ami* stepped into Billie’s quarters. Waddles was a fixture at the Three Bar;•he had ridden for her father until he had Ids legs smashed up by a horse and trad thereafter reigned as c< ok.. He was confidential adviser and seif-, appointed guardian of the girl. His mind was still pleasantly concerned with the stranger's warm praise of his culinary efforts. “That new man now, Billie.” he remarked. “He’s away off ahead of the average run. You mark bo top hand with this outfit in no time , at all " Then he observed the girl’s expression. “What is it. Pet?” he in-’ quired. “What’s afretting you?” ’ ‘Do you know who he is?" she asked. Waddles wagged a negative head. ; “He’s t’alvin Harris.’ she stated. Instead of the blank dismay which she had expected to see depicted on, Waddles face at this announcement. 1 It seemed to her that the big man was pleased. “The b—lF' he said. "’Scuse me. | Billie. So this here Is Call Well, ‘ well —now what do you think of that?’” I “1 think that I don t want to stay ; here alone with him while you’re out after the horses.” she returned. “Wrong idea!" the big man promptly contradicted. “You‘vergut to stick’ it out for two years, girl. The best thing you can do is to get acquainted;, and figure out how to get along the best you can—the pair of you. Old Cal Warren had some definite notion when he framed this play; .so it’s likely this young Cal is on your side,; too.” , “But even more likely not.” she stated. “Then what?” “Why, then I’ll have to kill him and put a stop to it.” the big man announced. “But it’s noways probable that it wiH come to that. Let’s use logic. He spoke well of my cooking, which proves him a man of some discernment. No way to geyhround that. Now a man with /his judgment wouldn’t suspect for one living second that he could play It low-down on you with me roosting close at hand- Putting two plain facts together It works out right natural and simple that he’s on the square. As easy as that.” he finished triumphantly. “So don’t you fret. And in ease he acts up I’ll cfatnp down -on him real sudden." he added byway of further reassurance. His great paw opened and shut to illustrate his point as he moved toward the door and the Three Bar girl knew that when Waddles spoke ot clamping down it was no mere figure .of speech. , . <TO BE CONTINUED.)

Sousa stood up, saluted each other tn a proper military manner and the “band” filed out and went home. Orders is orders. Started “Afternoon Tea** The world owes the custom of afternoon tea to an old-time duchess— Anna, wife ot the seventh duke ot Bedford. Before her day tea was unknown. People ate prodigious breakfasts. izmeheon was a sketch affair, a sort of picnic, with no servants wait ing. There was nothing else until din j ner, a huge meal which lasted two , hours, after which tea was served in the drawing room. Anna struck out a new tine. She had tea and cakes in the afternoon, and all the fashionable world. Including the court, copied the innovation. She took 1 her tea at five o’clock because, to quote herself, she had a “sinking.” And as a result of Anna of Bedford’s “sinking.” afternoon tea became a social function almost the world over.—Exchange. Start fs Not All The winner of a long race fs usually the one who does not start with a spurt. Some use up their stock of enthusiasm in compiling their New Year resolutions, and have nothing left for the hqrder task of living up to them. The right way to Hye the year is not to start off with flying colors and then peter out, but to make It progressive, each day . better than its predecessor, each month an improvement on the last.—Exchange. Make Sure You*re Right First be sure —that yon. are right, then go ahead. But be sure that you are right. More than one man has made the mistake of bugging a delusion under the impression that he was embracing an opportunity.—Grit.

| LEADING RADIO] PROGRAMS tt. . . . ( (Time given Is Eastern Standard; subtract one hour for Central and two hours for Mountain time.) N. B. C RED NETWORK—Dec. 30. 1:30 p. m. Peerless Reproducers. 8:00 p. m Dr. Steplfen S. Wise. 4:00 p, m. Dr. S. I‘akes Cadman. !t:3O p. m. Acoustical) Hour. 6:00 p. m. Stetson Parade. 7:00 p. m Chicago Symphony Oreh 7:30 p m. Maj. Bowes Family Parly. 9:00 p. in. David Lawrence. | 9:1-Y p jn. Atwater Kent. - N. B- C. BLUE NETWORK 2:00 p. m. Roxy Stroll. 3:00 p. m. Young People’s Conference. 5:30p. m. Dr Harrf Emerson Fosdick. 6:30 p. m. Anglo Persians. ■ 8:15 p. m. (’oilier’s Radio Hour. N B. C. RED NETWORK—Dec. 31. 7:00 a. m. Tower Health Exercises, 11:15 a. m. Radio Household institute. 8.00 p. m. Firestone Tire Co. 8:30 p. m. A and P Gypsies. 9:30 p. m. General Motors Party. 10:30 p. m. National Grand O]>era. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 10:00 a. m. Copeland Hour. 12:00 m. “Farm and HonnyHour.” 12:15 p. m. I’. S. Dept, of Agriculture. 12:30 p. ni. “Farm and Home Hour.” 7 .‘OO p. m. Cook's Tours. 7:30 p. m. Roxy and Gang. 8:30 p. m. Automatic Washer —“Duo * Disc." 9:30 p. m. Real Folks. N. B. C. RED NETWORK—Jan. 1. 7:tK> a m. Tower Health Exetvises. 11:1.' a. m. Radio Household institute. 4:30 p. m. Auction Bridge Games. 9:00 p. nt. Eveready Hour. 10:00 p. m. Clicquot ('tub Eskimos. ■ N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 10:W» a. m. Copeland Hour. 11:00 a. m. Forecast School of Cookery 12‘00 m. “Farm and Home Rour.” 12:15 p. tn. V. S. Dept, of Agriculture. 12:30 p. m. “Farm and Hopie Hour.” 8:00 {>. m. Sealy .Air Weavers. 8:30 p. m. Michelin Tire Co. 9:00 p. m. Thiee in One Theater. 9:30 p. m. Dutch Master Minstrels. 10:00 p. in. Works of Great Composers N. B. C. RED NETWORK—Jan. 2. i 7:00 a. m. Tower Health Exercises; I 10:00 a. m. National Home Hour. ; 11:15 a. ni. Radio Household Institute. 7:30 p. m. “La Touraine Tableaux.” 8:00 p. m. American Mag. & Woman’s Home Companion Hour, i 9:00 p. in. Ipana'Troubadours. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK—- ‘ 10:(K> a. m. Copeland Hour. I 11:00 a- m. Forecast School of Cookery. 12:00 m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 12:15 p. tn. U. S. Dept, of Agriculture. 12:30 p. m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 7:00 p. m. Jeddo Highlanders. 7:45 p. m. I‘olitical Situation in Washington Tonight. ‘ 8:30 p. m. Sylvania Foresters. 9:00 p. m. Smith Brothers. * 10 AM) p. m. Chicago Civic Opera. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK—Jan. 3. 7:00 a. m. Tower Health Exercises. 11:15 a. m. Radio Household Institute. 7:30 p. m. Coward Comfort Hour. 8:00fp. m. The Song Shop. 9:00 p’m. Seiberling Singers. 10:00 p. m. Halsey Stuart Hour. 10:30 p. m. “Tso Vis” Orchestra. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 11:00 a. m. Forecast School of Cookery. 12 :00 m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 12:15 p. m. U. S. Dejd. of Agriculture. 12:30 p. m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 8:30 p. m. ChampioA Sparkers. 9:30 p. in. Maxwell House Hour. N. B. C. RED NETWORK—Jan. 4. 7:00 a. m. Tower Health Exercises. 10:00 a. m. National Home Hour. a. m. Radio Household Institute. 12:00 m. Teeth. Health and Happiness. ■ 7:30 p. m. Happiness Candy Stores. 7:15 i- m. Market Friends. 8:00 p. m. Cities Service Hour. 10:00 p. m. Stromberg Carlson/textette. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 11:00 a. m. R. C. A. Educational Concerts. / 12:00 m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 12:15 p. m. U. S. Dept, of Agriculture.-. 12:30 p. m. “Farm and Home Hour.” 7:00 p. m. Great Moments in History. 7:30 p m Dixie's Circus. 8:00 p. m. Interwoven Stocking Co. 9:00 p. m Wrigley Review. N. B. C. RED NETWORK—Jan. 5. 7:00 a. m. Tower Health Exercises. 10:15 a. m. Radio Household Institute. 8:W p. m. National Orch.—Damrosch. 10:00 p. m. Lucky Strike Dance Orch. N. B. C. BLUE NETWORK 2:30 p. m. R. C. A. Demonstration Hour. . ‘ 9:00 p. m. Philco Hour. The following is a list of stations carrying the above programs: National Broadcasting company Red Network. WEAF. New York; WEEI. Boston: WTIC. Hartford: WJAR Providence: WTAG. Worcester: WGSH. PortI land Me.: WLIT and WFI. Philadelphia; WRC Washington: WGY. ectadv: WGR. Buffalo; WCAE. Pittsburgh: WTAM and 3VEAR, Cleveland: WWJ. Detroit: WSAi Cincinnati: WGN and WUIB. Chicago; KSD. St. Louis; WOC Davenport: WHO. Des ‘ Moines; WOlt Omaha: WDAF. Kansas City: WCCO-WRHM. Minneapolis-St. Paul; WTMJ. Milwaukee: KOA. Denver; WHAS Louisville: WSM. Nashville; WMC Memphis; WSB Atlanta: WBT. Charlotte: KVOO. Tulsa; WFAA, Dallas; KPRC. Houston: WOAI. San Antonio: WBAP Ft. Worth; WJAX. Jacksonville. r National Broadcasting company Blue Network: WJZ. New York: WBZA. Boston: WBZ. Springfield: WBAL. Baltimore; WHAM Rochester: KDKA. Pittsburgh: WJR Detroit: WLW. Cincinnati: KYW and WEBH. Chicago: KWK. St. Louis: WREN Kansas City; WCCO-WRHM. Minneapolis-St Phikl; WTMJ Milwaukee: KOA. Denver: WHAS Louisville; WSM. ‘ NasgviPe; WMC. Memphis; WSB. Atlanta: WTB. Charlotte: KVOO. Tulsa: WFAA. Dale las. KPRC. Houston; WOAI. San in) tonio: WBAP. Ft. Worth: WVRA\ Richmond: WJAX. Jacksonville. J Will Try Short Waves in Calcutta Coal Mine While experience with short waves’ has been that those under five meters, are absorbed by the ground, so that communication beyond' a point of visibility is almost impossible, an Indian experimenter will test them between the ground and the workings of a coal mine near Calcutta, in the hopes of perfecting a means of communication; between the surface and points under-1 ground.—Radio New? i