The Syracuse Journal, Volume 26, Number 9, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 22 June 1933 — Page 3

THURSDAY, JUNE 22, I*3s

nliit 7Ae MAY DAY MYSTERY Octavus Roq Cohere

CHAPTER XIII • | — I That night Jim brought misery to | the .soul of John Reagan by forcing . him Into a motion picture theater. ! The screen atory—rather well done—was saccharine, and Reagan was amazed to see Hanvey dab at his eyes occasionally with a cheap, cotton handkerchief. The fat man did not relax during the entire picture; he exalted with the hero and did everything but hiss the villain. When It was over he emitted a large sigh. “Gosh, John! Wasn't It wonderful!” “Hooey!” snapped the hard-l»olled Reagan. Jim turned sorrowful eyes upon him.! "Ain’t you got any sentiment. John? Not any at all?” "Maybe you have, Jim. I Just don't make yon out at all. You're good— I can see that But darned if you take the most roumbibout methods . . . anyway, now. about .this . case—" "No. John—not tonight. 1 don't like ‘ to talk about murder when I've Just | seen a beautiful picture like that one * in yonder." He Imprisoned Reagan's I arm. “Let’s go.” "Where?" ( "For a chocolate ice cream soda." "Good G—d!" exclaimed Rengnn ; But he went. The follow ing morning Hanvey was dressed when Reagan arrived, and at the suggestion they went to the Jail and were admitted to Max Vernon's cell. Hanvey addressed him In a voice J more stem than Reagah had yet ( heard. , "J’m talking straight from the shoul- i der, Vernon,” said Jim firmly, though not unkindly. "You're in the hottest | kind of hot water. It’d be so easy to convict you of Pat Thayer's murder 4 that a kid could do IL I'm going to I get some definite action today Heap * quick, see? I’m giving you this last I chance. Tell the whole truth from be ' ginning to end—nothing held back. If you don't do that we’ll put you over ! the Jumps for the murder of Pat | Thayer. Think It over. Kid. and tell ! me how it looks," •‘I didn't kill Thayer." "No? Well, maybe not. But you were mixed up in the robbery of the • Marland National hank!" The boy’s face blanched, and out | •f the silence came Jim's voice again —infinitely gentle. "Robbery ain’t half as rotton a charge as murder. Max." Vernon stopped his pacing and turned back to Hanvey. “You win," he said dully. ’You'll tell the truth? All of It? Every bit?” “Tea." I “All right. Son. Shoot!" “I—i'll try to make It ..brief, Mr. Hanvey. I've been a d—d fool—but not a murderer. "Pat Thayer and I have been friends since he first came to Marland as a junior last year. I didn’t suspect that his Interest was not in me. bnt in my money. “Over a period of almost two scholastic years he has been trimming me. This year, It happened that 1 went crazy about a girl ’lt doesn't matter what her name is—" "You mean ivy Welch?" "Yes, Ivy. I’m awful fond of her. And this spring Thayer took me for my last cent. I had lost about forty thousand dollars in two years to him. lie had my note for five thousand dollars. I didn’t have a dime to pay him, and I couldn’t .borrow. Then, when Thayer knew I was stripped, lie did everything in the world to show that he-had contempt for me. "Dumb as I was, I began to wake up. 1 looked back over all our card games and I may be wrong, Mr. Hanvey, but I’d almost swear that Thayer had been cheating." “I don’t think you are wrong. Max." "On May first I had a date with Ivy. She stood me up. I wasn't happy anyway, and that made me feel worse Then when I aaw her coming up the hill with Pat Thayer I sort of went crazy. We had a quarrel—Thayer and 1 When I left him I was in a cold sweat If you want to know Just how I felt. I guess I was mad enough to kill him. Maybe Td have done it If I’d thought about It—but I didn’t. Ton see. I’m telling you. all the truth. Every bit of It, Mr. Hanvey." "Go ahead. Son. You’re doing swell" "I got to the fraternity house and went straight up to my room. I changed my clothes and I shaved. Then J decided to take a suit I had had on to the tailor. I didn’t leave my room until I walked downstairs. I had' the suit rolled up In a bundle and had It under ■ ny arm. Then I was going down Archer street to Oak. where the tailor la I got to the corner about half-past two o’clock. “There to a traffic light on the cor»ner. Mr. Hanvey. and it flashed red Just AB I got there. I stopped tor It, and It seemed almost as soon as I stopped that shooting started inside the bank. I was scared to death. Then all of a sudden the door opened and a little man ran out. He was carrying a satchel man—he was the robber—tamped to the back of my car and flopped on the floor. I was pretty near paralysed. I was so scared." "Yes? What happened. Max?" “That feller to the back of my cs stuck a revolver right agatoM «r nock. Tto lo«t robbed that bajjk, ■

he said, 'and I'm d—n desperate. Now drive—and drive fast.’ And I drove fast." He stopped talking. "Hadn’t you ever seen this man before?" “No. Not until he ran out of the bank and jumped Into my car." "And all you have told me Is the strict truth?" "Yea" The boy hesitated. “But It Isn't all the truth. Mr. Hanvey. I’ll go on with the story If you don’t mind." "Please do. Son." murmured Jim. “I guess It seems funny," continued the young man. “that I’d help a rob her escape, but I could feel that gun stuck against the back of my neck. . . , He said he was hiding In the back so he wouldn’t he seen and I was to act natural. He said If U signaled anybody or tried to pull any fancy stuff, he'd kill me. He told me to drive around the city and stop at a place by the Little Indian river, its about twenty minutes’ drive beyond the city limits. 1 got out into the open comtry again and speeded up. and not another word from the back of the car. When I got to the turn-off place by the Little Indian. I stopped the eftr and cut off the motor. 'ls this the place you wanted?' I asked. He didn't answer, and I spoke to him again.' And he didn’t answer this tinie, either. “I didn't know what to make of It, and I was. scared to turn around for fear he’d shoot me. After a while, when he still didn’t speak. I looked around.” Vernon was talking swiftly and his face was twitching with excitement. “He was lying all huddled up In the bottom of the car and the first thing I saw was a lot of blood. I knew he yras unconscious and that 1 was safe. I was so scared that I suppose I acted more bravely titan I would have done otherwise. I went to the back of the car and took his gun. which was lying on the floor of the car. and I saw that he was dead." The boy ceased speaking abruptly. His cheeks were white, and occasionally he closed bls eyes as though to shut out the grisly picture. “There wasn't any question that he was dead. I got more courage. I felt for his pulse and it had stopped. Then a new Idea hit me all of a sudden. I wondered what would happen If some body found me parked in the woods with the dead body of a man. “I opened the satchel. It waa crammed and jammed with money. Taper money. I don’t know why 1 ever thought of such a thing, Mr. Hanvey; but right then I did.” “What. SonY’ “Os keeping that money. I waa broke And worried. “I—l don’t think Fm bad. Mr, Hanvey. I'vfc never In my life done a crooked thing, and I thought I never would. But It seemed as though this money waa Just miraculously given to me. I should have returned to the bank and told them . . . anyway. Um telling the truth, and the truth Is that I didn’t* He paused, then went on bravely. "1 kept the money. I Intended to keep it always. The man in the hack of the car was dead. He had been killed robbing a bank I was afraid of being found with him, anyway. I—l weighted his body with some towing rope I bad in the car and two big stones and threw it In the giver. The fioofrug was stained with

I i v >MS£> “It Was Crammed and Jammed With Money.* blood. I threw that in. too. The clothe* I bad intended to take to the tailor were also covered with blood, and they were thrown Ln the river. ‘ I hardly knew what I felt like then, Mr. Hanvey. I was scared and nervous—and yet I was elated. It seemed like my trouble* had ended. I didn’t like to remember what I had done with the body ... but I consoled myself with the fact that he was merely a robber. 1 knew I had done wrong, but It didn’t seem as though it was very wrong. 1 told myself that I had taken the money from a dead body .. that is, I tried to think that It wasn’t the bank’s money anyway. They had already lost it. And I even remember*! that banks are insured against that sort of thing.” “They are," said Hanvey. “I sort of represent the insurers.” ”1 guess you know the rest I got to Steel Qty and looked at a new car. I felt as though rd be nervous driving W account of what had

happened. Then’the next morning I bought the car and paid the difference to cash. I kept a few hundred dollars in my pocket and then hired a safe deposit box in the name of William T. Aragon. I figured the money would be safe there. Then I came back to Marland—and they arrested me.” His voice trailed off. “That’s the truth,” be said with a note of desperate appeal tn his voice. “I swear to God It la* Jim’s bulbous head Inclined slowly. “You- had a pretty tough time, didn’t you, Son? How much did you take out of the stolen money?” “About sixteen hundred dollars. Including what I paid on the car.” "And all the rest Is In tire Aragon box?” "Yes, sir. Every cent’’ • How much Is It altogether?" "I don't know. sir. I was scared to count it—even In the hotel. 1 thought somebody might be looking through a keyhole, or something like that." “Sure. . . ." Jim detached his golden toothpick from the hawser which held it. He eyes It speculatively and seemed to speak to It rather than to Max Vernon. "Son.'* he said, “I sort of thlnk you’ve talked mighty straight with me. I'm not a regular dick, you know. I'm down here on this bank business and It sure makes me feel good to get that sort of straightened out Now I’ll make a deal with you; Suppose we sav that I'm to return to the Marland bank nil the money that’s left. They’ll take your note for the missing sixteen hundred—and you’re to get a Job and work hard to pay It back. Maybe they’ll take your new car and call It square. And in return for that, Max Vernon 11l turn you loose. What "Mr. Hanvey! You mean. . . ." The lad’s face was radiant with happiness John Reagan’s voice broke In coldly. ■ “Just a minute, Hanvey. That's all very well about the robbery stuff . . , but what about the murder of Pat Thayer?" Jim Hanvey chuckled softly. “Shuli! John—l could have told you long ago that Max Vernon didn't kill Thayer. Only reason I didn't turn him loose on that charge was because my job down here was first of all to get at the bottom of the bank robbery. Now that I’ve done, that 1 don’t see any use holding an innocent man." He turned smilingly to Vernon. "As soon as I actually get the cash. Son. and fix things up. with the Marland bank, we’ll send you out to make a good, useful citizen of yourself." Vernon’s chubby face was glowing Reagan sat shaking his head. "What I’d like to know," he growled, "Is who the devil killed Thayer?” (TO BE CONTINUED.)

SOUTH SIDE ' The fifth annual Wright reunion was held Sunday at the home of G. C. Wright. At the noon hour a bounteous dinner was spread to which about 40 did justice. After dinner,* a fine program was given. Then came the serving of ice cream. About 4 o’clock all began to depart, expressing their gratitude for the fine time enjoyed. Those present were: Mr. and Mis James Wright and two children, Mrs. Opal Keen of Battle Creek, Mich.; Mr. and Mrs. Paul 1 Fritz and son of South Bend; Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Wright, Mr. and Mrs.. Fred Wright, Mr. and Mrs. Merl Brown and two children, Mr. and Mrs. John Wright and son, Mr. and Mrs. Hal Wright and 2 children of Pierceton; Mr. and Mrs. Mel Minear of Warsaw, Mr. and Mrs. Carl Wright and son, Mrs. Lula School of Warsaw; John Weaver of Leesburg, Mr. and Mrs. Dale Ray and G. C. Wright and family. Miss Bernice Robinson and her sister and Miss Lavering called at the Lida Davis home, Sunday evening » Mrs. W. M. Ray’s daughter came home from Indianapolis to spend a month, and then she will return to the hospital again. Mr. and Mrs. W. M. Ray spent Sunday at the lake with Mrs. Ray’s father, Frank Dempsie of Goshen. Those who called at the C. E. Bushong home. Sunday were: Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bushong, Miss Almeda Coy, Miss Florence Buhrt, Emerson Coy, Paul Lingofelt er, Mrs. Pearl Coy and Roy Vale. Mrs. Bushong has been ill for the past week. Miss Dorothy Bushong la visiting in- Niles, Mich. Winifred Brady is spending a few weeks with her father at White Pigeon, Mich. David Brady called on his mother, Mrs. Clinton Bushong and family, Sunday evening. Daniel Warbef Jr., and his brother William took Sunday dinner with their grand-parents, Mr. and Mrs. Dan Warhol. Mrs, Winsor, who spent a few weeks with her son Perry, came home Thursday evening, but was called back Saturday morning, as Perry’s condition "became much worse. George Held spent Sunday with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Held. . Mr. and Mr*. Pat Ritter and children of Milford spent Saturday afternoon with Mrs. Ritter’s mother and brother. WEST”2ND Mr. and Mrs. Henry Neff, Mr. and Mrs. Ab* N*ff and family from Fair Lawn were Sunday afternoon guests

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of Mr. and Mrs. Raleigh Neff. Mrs. Lizzie Troup of near Bristol is spending this week with Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Metz. Mrs. Ray Ogle of Goshen, Mrs. Wm. E. Sheffield spent Friday in South Bend at the home of H. L. Sheffield. Mrs. Sheffield, who has been very ill the past month is improving. Mr. and Mrs. Raleigh Neff spent Thursday at the home of Manley Deeter. Mrs. Deeter is on the sick list. Mrs. J. W. Rowdabaugh and Mrs. Wm. H. Weybright spent Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Jesse Metz. Mr. and Mrs. Milo Geyer attended the Weybright reunion at South Whitley, Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. F. Rowdabaugh spent Sunday with friends in Wabash; DISMAL Mrs. Arnold Dull and two daughters of Cromwell spent Wednesday with Mrs. Stanly Lung and family. The Ladies Aid was entertained by Mrs. Clell Buchtel and Miss Anna Buchtel, Thursday afternoon. Mrs. Fred Green of Cromwell visited her mother, Mis. Mary Wilkinson and othe relatives in the Dismal last week. Fank Harper was ill with the flu last week. Raymond Bitner and family called at the Brownbridge home, Friday evening? v Jasper Buchtel and family, Clell Buchtel and wife and Anna attended the Michael’s reunion near Sidney iSunday. Everett Miles of Fort Wayne spent the week end in the Merritt Lung hohie. Miss Mary Ernestine Munson of New York is the guest of her grandmother, Mrs. Mary Wilkinson.

FRONT STREET Last Friday 18 railway coaches loaded with United States soldiers and their equipment passed through Syracuse for Chicago. The Florida Ramblers will hold their fifth annual reunion at the home of Arthur Graves of Wolf Lake, Sunday, June 257 , Mr. and Mrs. Bert Davis, of Anderson weje fishing on Syracuse Lake, guests of Joe Lind last week end. They went home much pleased with their outing. Harry DePew and family from Elkhart were guests of Mr. and Mrs. Melburn Kapp, Sunday. The 14th annual Neff reunion will be held at the home of Mrs. Lydia Clayton, one mile north, two and one half miles west of New Paris, June 25th. . . Mrs. Russel Bertram, on the sick list last winter is well on the road to recovery. . ’ Fishing licenses are behind 1932 totals as the fishing season opens. Receipts to June 16, 1932 were 8,428 licenses. To June 16, 1933 , 5,940. Mr. Fleming of the state department of conservation is warning all persons over 18 years of age that they must secure license to fish. Many old people who live on the lake shore and have paid high taxes these many years must secure a license to fish. Is this right? * The owners of the old sail boat have divided it. Prentice Kindig got the boat and Monroe Kehr the mast and sail. This reminds the writer of two boys who owned a boat 60 years ago. One boy wanted his half so he sawed the boat in two. The other boy came along, and there never was more blood flowed over a harder fought battle on the banks of Syracuse Lake than was fought over this boat. Mr. and Mrs. Herschel Greenwood of Garrett took dinner at the L. A. Neff home Sunday on their way to Elkhart. The fishing season opened with not so many fishermen as in former years. Many caught the limit but the fish were mostly perch and running small.

The fishers on Syracuse lake don’t seem to have much pep. They anchor their boats in groups. Not after big game. They seem satisfied with the small perch. UNCLE LEW. SALEM John Auer and wife were Sunday evening guests of George Auer and family. Dale Tom,- wife and daughter, George Auer and family and Reuben Mock artd family were among those who attended the Tom and Nine reunion held at Black’s Landing, Tippecanoe Lake. Sunday. Dale Tom and family spent Sunday night with Glenn Tom. and famUy. Lillie Tom is spending this week with George Auer and family. The Shively reunion was held at the Ray Pinkerton park, Sunday. Albert Crowl, who joined the Forest Reeerve is now in California. SOLOMON’S CREEK The children of Mr. and Mrs. Will Wilkinson gave Mrs. Wilkinson a pleasant surprise Sunday, with a basket dinner. Those present were Mr. and Mrs. Teee and children from near Ligonier; Mr. and Mrs, Byron Grubb and children; Mr. and Mrs. Orbs Bobeck, Mrs. Blanche Stabler and children; and Mr. and Mrs. Jackson of Elkhart. Mr. and Mrs. Fern Fisher of Elk-

hart spent Sunday afternoon and night with Ed Fisher and wife. A large crowd attended the Children’s Day exercises at this place Sunday night. Mr. and Mrs. Burris of Goshen called on Mr. and Mrs. John Darr Sunday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Sam Amick spent Sunday with Harry Mcßride and family. Rev. and Mrs. Dobbins called on Mr. Prough of Burr Oak Sunday afternoon. He is seriously ill. Levi Pearmon is in a serious condition, after suffering another stroke Friday. The Young People’s convention is being held this week at Oakwood Park. There will be no preaching service here Sunday morning, on account of these other services. ZION. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy and Mis. Ida Guy spent Friday evening with Joseph Smith and family. Mr. and Mrs. David Clayton spent Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Ida Guy and Floyd Brower and family. Miss Lucille Smith is employed in the home of Gerald Bushong and family. Miss Marjorie Smith is spending a few days with Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy, Mrs. Anne Strieby spent Monday with Eston Kline and family. Miss Betty Henwood is visiting in the home of Eston Kline and family. Mrs. Donald Ringler called on Mrs. Emory Guy, Friday afternoon.

CONCORD Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Bucher spent Sunday afternoon with the former’s parents, Peter Bucher and wife of New Paris. Mrs. Mary Stiffler and children spent Sunday afternoon with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Sylvester Coy Tn Syracuse. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews and Mi-s. James Dewart attended the fun’eral of Miss Meripm Bowen at Urbana, Thursday. Those who were guests of Mr. and Mrs. Guy Fisher, Sunday were Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Good of South Bend; Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Dewart and sons Randal and Miram. In the afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Frank Bushong called. John Morgan and family spent Sunday evening 'at the Everett Tom home. Mr. and Mrs. Dewey Coy and son Wayne spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Ketring of Syracuse. Mr. and Mrs. John Roop spent Sunday afternoon at the James Dewart home. ' Ralph Coy spent Sunday with Nelson Ryman. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews spent Sunday evening at the Jacob Bucher home. Guy Rarig and family of Syracuse spent Sunday evening at the James Dewart home. .

TIPPECANOE i I A number from this vicinity attended the Africa school reunion, • Sunday. ■ • i Will Tooley and wife of near Kimmel spent Sunday in the J. L. Kline home. ’ S. V. Robison and Mrs. Stocker called at the J. Garber home, Sunday “vening. J. Garber and wife and Royal Kline took Sunday dinner in the Clarence Mock home. The Tom reunion was held at Black’s landing on Tippecanoe Lake Sunday. Mrs. Lafern Miller and daughter Joyce called at the Charles Long home, Saturday morning. Mr. and Mrs. Allen Gordy spent a few days this week in Chicago attending the world’s fair. Ira Gants and wife from Warsaw spent the week end in the Ercil Wright hdme. AFRICA. Mrs. Eli Shock and daughter Betty spent Thursday afternoon with Mrs. Ira Crow. Miss Naomi Bowman of Ohio came Wednesday evening to visit her sister, Mrs. Merle Gawthrop and family . Mrs. Della Jarrett called on Mrs. Elisabeth Shock, Thursday evening. Maurice Lewallen took dinner Friday in the Elmo Shock home. Mrs. Granville Deaton, Mrs, Ella Angel and Barbara Stauffer were Tuesday dinner guests in the Jacob Click home. Mr. and Mrs. Eli Shock and daughter Betty spent Thursday evening in the Elmo Shock home. Callers in the Jacob Click home last week were; Mrs. Harry Wingard and daughter Luella, Glen Click,' Mrs. Della Jarrett, Mrs. Anna Morrison, John Fleming and grandson Jackie Kitson. Mr. and Mrs. Elvin Shock and family of Mishawaka spent the week end in the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Eli Shock. Mrs. Shock and the children remained to spend this week there. Miss Irene Shock spent Saturday night with Mr. and Mrs. Vivian Sharp at Epworth Forest. Sunday dinner guests in the Jacob Click home were: Mrs. Russel Thorne and son Lloyd of Napersville, 111., Mr. and Mrs. Howard Crouch of Steubenville, 0. Mr. and Mrs. Crouch are spending their vacation with the Click's.

io~ t ;*~*^* —p - ® Merely want to congratulate the weather man for giving us the opportunity to sleep under blankets again, before summer was thrust upon us in its full glory of heat. It ina> be that we want to congratulate the weather man for stopping the cold spell which we did not like. Then again we might reprimand the whole thing as unworthy of the season. « But while congratulations are in order, we wish to thank Ross Franklin for haying procured such an excellent orchestra for us to dance to this summer. While launched into it. I’m going to continue and praise the President for being able to take a vacation on a small sailing vessel, instead of needing a crew of 200 men to man a steamship for his pleasure. .. And the few sportsmen among the many fishermen on our lakes fishing —they too we want to admire. We will want to visit the "Rats Cellar” at the South Shore Inn, and wonder whether or not it will be praiseworthy; the price they intend to charge is surely worth admiring Though I have not- had the pleasure of being able to spend 25c at the Wawasee Hotel for 5c worth of beer, nor have I been able to raise the amount asked for cover charges, I am told by a more fortunate being than I that the pla£e is not bad. One morning this week a gentleman by the name of King (fellow who has caused all sorts of fury for selling 3.2 beer) was seen boerowing left handed golf clubs. We wonder whether Mr. King has thrown away his right handed clubs, or whether his. temper was not quite intense enough to actually sling the things away? A. READER.

A letter sent to the Journal by a former resident of Syracuse, Mrs. Ford Grisamer of Sturgis, Mich., encloses two pictures of the Sturgis dump, "before and after” it became a lovely city park. Mrs. Grisamer writes: “I am sending a picture of the new park in Sturgis that was just dedicated. It shows what the city did with its old dumping ground. The work was done by the funemployed and people who could not meet their taxes. The two photos show the beautiful terraced garden spot* and the dump it was before with rubbish and trash stacked higher than a man’s head. According to the news account: “OAKLAND TERRACE! That is the name selected by the people of Sturgis for the new public park created out of a noisome hole in the ground across from Oakland Cemetery on South Nottawa Street, which is to be dedicated to the public use next. Monday afternoon. The name was the overwhelming choice of local citizens and received more than twice as many votes as any other name suggested in the coupon contest conducted by the Daily Journal. Second choice was Oaklawn Park. 1 7 Oaklawn Terrace exists today as a Jiving proof that dreams DO come true. For years Sturgis had endured as a necessary evil the unsightly hole in the ground into which was poured all of the refuse of a busy and growing city. Over it hung a perpetual haze of nauseous smoke. It was a breeding place for roaches, rats and mosquitoes—a menace and a nuisance to the neighborhood. People wh© visited the lovely city of tne dead across the street shuddered when they looked at the awful mess. In one short year the old sand pit

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and city dump has been transformed into a thing of beauty—a gratifying prospective of smooth lawns, curving drives and terraced slopes leading down to shining pools of clean, clear water for this and future generations to enjoy. The men who conceived the idea of building Oaklawn Terrace do not expect public bouquets but it should not be overlooked that the park exists as a result of the vision of Commissioner Martin J. Bostetter and Mayor C. W. Seeb and was made a reality for the people of this community by the skill of Daniel R. Gage, Superintendent of Oaklawn Cemetery. It is fitting that such a debt should be publicly acknowledged. — CHERRIES ARE RIPE Cherries were picked this week, but few were fortunate enough to have any, as the hail practically ruined the crop which survived last winter. 4 KENTUCKY BURLEY TOBACCO I “Direct From Grower To You” Old Kentucky Burley Tobacco is the cream of the finest crops Kentucky’s bountiful soil can produce—ripe, rich leaves, smooth . and mellow with that rare old-fashioned flavor and fragrance that only proper “aging” can produce. We bank on it you have never tasted or smoked a finer flavored, more satisfying tobacco in all your life. Special Offer! FIVE POUNDS SMOKING TOBACCO $1

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