The Syracuse Journal, Volume 28, Number 17, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 22 August 1935 — Page 6

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j WATCH the CURVES] J By RICHARD HOFFMANN CX ) a Copyright by Richard Hoffmann WNT Service 1

SYNOPSIS Followln* his father** bitter criticism of hie Idle life, and the withdrawal of financial assistance, Hal Ireland, only son of a wealthy banker, finds himself practically without funds but with the promise of a situation In San Francisco, which city he must , reach, from New York, within a definite time limit. He takes passage with a cross-country kuto party on a "share expense" basis. With five other members of the party, an attractive Kiri. Barry Trafford; middle-aged Giles Kerrigan: Sister Anastasia, a nun; and an Individual whom he instinctively dislikes, Martin Crack, he starts his Journey. Barry's reticence annoys him. To Kerrigan he takes at once, but he Is unable to shake off a feeling of unJeaslness. He distrusts Crack, although finding his Intimacy with Kerrigan ripening, and he makes a little progress with Barry. . ■ CHAPTER IV »’ Thursday , Hal had some difficulty reaching his (friend next morning, and It was nearly one when he brought Kerrigan down (from their room to see what he’d got. "Really ought to look at It first through an old snapshot negative," said Hal. "Your eyes do better if you take these things gradually.* It was a great locomotive of a car—- • certain high erectness, the small huts and the spindly spokes proclaiming venerablllty; but deep green and bright brass, the pale taupe of the upholstery, the miniature lalnps beside the doors, with a little red star tn each «lde-glass. made Its venerablllty that of. an aristocrat who could ignore the fickleness of styles. Kerrigan looked and his eyes softened affectionately. “Shades of Dempsey and Willard." he breathed. "What is it? A Martin day-bomber without the wings?” "Nineteen twenty-three,” said Hal. "Belonged to the mother of one of the directors and never been driven over forty. Cared for like An only child. Look at that upholstery." Kerrigan looked ajid stroked. "Kings ride on fabric less rich,' fee said. “They left the engine In It, I s‘tH>se. But why Texas license plate#?*’ ‘‘Only ones they had handy. Thought It'd be Interesting to drive from Michigan to California with Texas plates and a New. York drlrihg license. But the motor’s sweet—sweet’s a nut." The solid, multiple chunk of the closing <hx>r drew an exclamation of awe from Kerrigan. He said. "You don’t think I’ll be embarrassed, riding up so high?" "You'll .find you see more of the country, w< 'said Hal “Right over the heads of the crowds shat gather: true, true. It's • wonder we’re alive. Tell me more: how much does the museum want for it?" "Three hundred. And the tires, look at the tires—made of rubber, they are. and practically new. And everything works: the speedometer, even the cigar lighter.” “What’s the railing up on top? Widow’s walk?” “No, that's the-laundry yard.” sal.l HaL "Colonel, If I didn’t know you M> well, l*d almost think you were making fun of—of. . . “C’bucho! there—y’see?” said Kerrigan. “You’ve gone and bought us a car and don't know what to call It. S'pose the others had come before It was named. The ignominy I We better go up and throw out a horn from the quart an old old dog-fancier let; In my pocket this morning. Got to christen it” “Drink F said Hal "At noon? Kerrigan, what d’you think I am?" Kerrigan’s eyes were merry. "Just about what you seem,” he -said, taking Hal’s elbow and turning him round. "Rasputin" had become the car's name by the time the travelers were ready to start. They were shown Rasputin In • his timeless green andbra«s distinction. John smiled loftily, rocking hack on his taking the air on the deck of his yacht; and Mrs. Pulsipher made a little exclamation of surprise, clasped her hands in front of her as If to be sure she wouldn’t touch the paint, and gave Hal • look of Interest and respect "Oh, it’s elegant” she said. “Oh my. it’s beautiful.” Barry and Sister Anastasia came up •nd Barry's look ran out to Hal In unguarded confidence. She came to his side to admire, and her low voice said. "Ah. it’s a sweet old thing.” “Like ItF Mid Hal. showing her his pleasure. “Mm.” she said. "It'll be fun. won't it? And we can light the little carriage lamps sometimes, can’t we?” Hal chuckled at her more delightedly than he meant to. “Bet we can,” he eaid. “And you shall have 'em—co keep—when we get there.” She looked at his lips, then up at his eyes—securely, expectantly, on the point of letting him pass another of the Intangible defenses. But then she Mid only. "Why don’t we start?" 5 “Because that miserable fella Crack isn’t here.” Mid HaL and the brief confidence that bad lain between their eyes lost Itself. Barry turned her back on the others, slipped her band lightly inside Hal’s arm, and he crooked it as they took a • alow step or two away. "How long do yon think It should take to Loe Angele# F Barry asked him. Hal returned the gravity, of her eyes, all the while conscious of the casual resting of her hand on his ana, an If sensation paused throughout his body except just there where she touched him. And be wasn't sure he wholly matched her casualness as he Mid: “I hadn't figured It closely. It'# about twenty-five hundred miles. Six days would be fairly brisk. Why, Barty? Do you want to hurry?" Her look coolly disavowed any plea tor henett. "Yon won’t say anything . . .

if I tell you why Sister Anastasia” — her low mention of It was quite -as lyric, tender, as the nun’s had been—"is going to the Coast She has a brother—at the Santa Barbara mission. [ He’s dying. He wants her there before i he dies—to forgive him for something wrong he thinks he did to her a long i time ago. She’s so patient, so good, so ] —humble isn’t the word, because that sometimes means things not always brave and fine. She wouldn’t say any- ' thing to you, but it’s so much to her. I’m sure she hasn’t heard anything for i a long time. She doesn’t know whether he’s dead now.” ' Hal wanted to keep her hand touch- , Ing his arm until he found the remark i that would open some small slit of intimacy In her thoughtful, faintly anxious look. But all he said was. "D—n that Crack.” She watched him an Instant longer, as If she expected him to say something else. Then she looked down ah hl# i mouth: her hand slipped from his arm and she turned round. And d—n me, too, he said to himself, for letting that minute get away from me. What is It comes over you, Ireland, you yokel? Lunch was not only eaten but digested. the luggage was all up on the widow's walk under a spanking new tarpaulin, and still Crack hadn’t come. A high clock somewhere round the corner struck four times. Hal. squatting on Rasputin’s roof, murmured down to Kerrigan, “H—l with him. Let’s leave his bag and his fare and shove off.” Casually Barry said. "I don’t think that’d be fair—to leave him. do you?’* "Why nor?” said Hal. “If we make a couple of hundred miles before bedt • . • BIHlx gob’ wWr “Had to Telegraph New York. Business. The Answer Was Slow Comiif Back.” time, we might be one night less on the road.” 4 Conviction hacked up Barry's casual looking at Kerrigan, and Hal’s ob-stinacy-rose. “But suppose—” Barry began, and Kerrigan interrupted, "Here he comes.” Barry lifted Doc under her arm and got Into the car. without hurry, as If her stand about Crack hadn't really mattered to her. Hal vaulted to the pavement as Crack came up, and Mid to him, "Any day this week, young fella. Where the devil have you been?” Crack flushed. "Awfully sorry,” he said. "I got delayed, awful sorry.” His . band came from his jacket pocket and he dropped his !4<>k modestly to watch the gulf-ball fail to the pavement and boun<4 up to his band again. Then, as if Hal were the only one to share an understanding of the ways of the world, he said. "Had to telegraph New York. Business. The answer was slow cornin’ back.” He wasn’t as young as he superficially looked. Hal decided;'lt wasn't only his old-fashioned air—straightbrushed hair and jacket buttoned high to the small opening—that gave him maturity. And whatever bemused his light, drowsy eyes remained private to them not wholly through shyness. Telegraph New York on buslneM and wait for an answer. . . . It went through Hal's mind quickly and vividly, like something he bad thought of before and forgotten, and there was no pause before he said. "Get in. Your bag's up.” Crack looked up at the rack, then along the length of the car, immune to hurry. "Nice car.” he said shyly, as If be knew something about it that Hal dldnX They had gone 20 miles westward when Pulsipher gave a lost wall of dismay. “That man—tha—that man.” "Good Gad, sir, what man?” asked Kerrigan. “He's not here.” John Mid, his desperation rising. “We left him behind. That driver. That Miller. Our fares." AU previous discussion at the mat-ter—-of Miller’s dismissal and Hal’s possession of the fares—had flown past John’s ears, it turned out. And as Kerrigan explained It. among eager oh’s and ah’s at understanding. Hal became aware that he had undertaken responsibility of a sort here. Where, forty-eight hours ago, he hadn’t given a Continental whether any of them got anywhere or not, be wm now being trusted to land them all in Los Angeles Mfe. soon, and at no further expense. It fava him an odd feeling near the pit of his stomach—not to be defined at an—before be forgot it Dusk came early because of the cthhwmff oi Civiiu ivw under the sky; and when they turned

south at Coldwater for the Indiana border there was a warm rain-smell-ing breeze. It was dark when they got to Fort Wayne, and while they were at supper there was a splatter of rain flew at the window. It was agreed to push on a little farther, giving the weather of night a chance to make up its mind. And promptly it made up its mind to drench water down upon the world. A pair of brilliant headlights moved toward them through the dark rain: a truck and trailer, enormous, with wide toplights and a line of little green crystals along Its side. Hal eased the accelerator farther, bending forward to keep track of the road’s edge. Then, made startling as physical assault for all Its quiet. Crack’s whisper sounded behind him: “Stop It—brakes: easy!" There was nothing to see—nothing; but Hal gave the brakepedal Intermittent touches, cursing the groundless authority In that whisker as he did it The headlights thundered past, and there in the rain-streaked glare close ahead, a figure In a gleaming poncho rode a bicycle. Hal swung aside for him, feeling a confused emptiness hold his chest for an Instant, telling himself he was finished with that uneasy premonition, that sense of portent. He partly turned his head to ask Crack, "How»the deuce did you see him?” Crack didn’t answer at once; after a little, his whisper came, drowsing again in shy satisfaction: "I —I just sorts —saw him.” It was near ten o’clock when they came to Huntington and they would have been ready to spend the night therq, even if. at the first corner, they had not seen a white sign proclaim “Tourists" on the lawn of an old house. The cheerful, untidy young woman told Kerrigan in loud surprise that she had two double rooms and three singles and failed to keep entirely calm before the coincidence that/ these accommodations would fit them/ With the luggage down and in. li/l managed to divert her mind /to thoughts of where the nearest garage was-—one where he might find a mechanic and a grease gun. “I’ll be right back,” Hal said to Kerrigan. "See that everybody gets settled and book an early call—fivethirty, say.” ’ * But he wasn’t right back. The elderly night-man at the garage found everything pretty dry and was delighted to have some one to talk to. Hal got away in just under an hour. The rain had stopped; the air was refreshed, good, almost cool, and the waning moon rode silent over the last hurried shreds of cloud. Hal found himself possessetl of a Juvenile eagerness to get back to the house —an eagerness out of all proportion to the chances of Barry’s being up, out of proportion to the importance of any slight scene of challenge and adroitness that might be between them if she were. He tried the door and found It locked. A dim figure came toward the net curtained window, and Hal had to put down a quick resurgence of excitement. The door swung timidly open and the untidy young woman's stage whisper scraped round Its edge: j "They're all in bed. I waited up for , you. I’ll just lock up and show you j where your room is. I was telling Daddy how lucky It was you all could just fit. some of you married and all. ] Daddy’s a great one for talking. You’ll j see him In the morning. He likes strangers. Oh no, but you’re going so ! early, aren't you, you won’t see him.” : And so on halfway up the stairs, where she suddenly interrupted herself to * hiss a harsh "Shhhhh" at HaL There was a low light over the landing. Eyebrows raised, head nodding, she stabbed her finger several times at the first door. “Good- night.” she whispered loudly, like a conspirator, i Hal wished he weren't so w ide ' awake; he’d be sorry in the morning, j He opened the door gently, hoping Kerrigan was too deeply asleep to be j disturbed. But the light from the; street lamp, striking upward on the white celing, revealed a broad and unoccupied double bed against the wall Good, thought Hal: I’ll read. He pressetl the door shut with less care. . shot the bolt under his hand, and found a light switch on the wall at ] first stroke. The light clicked on. and only then he heard a breath quickly caught behind him In the room. He I turned, and Barry’s blue eyes, with a I gleaming rim of wet along each lower Ud. were wide and anxious on him. (TO, BE CONTINUED! ' West Highland White Terrier The Wert Highland white terrier, a small dog standing 8 to 12 inches at the shoulder and weighing 14 to 18 pounds, is distinctive because of his long, shaggy, white coat. This'coat should be about inches lung, hard and straight, with a dense, furry undercoat. The ears are amalL pointed and erect; the eyes medlum-sixed, dark band, slightly sunk In the head and widely set apart; the tail 5 or fl inches long, straight and held gayly in the air. The nose, roof of mouth and pads of feet are distinctly black in color. The dog has an appearance of a small, game, hardy terrier, strongly built, deep in chest and back riba, straight back and powerfol quarters on muscular legs. 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11 Public Enemy By P. M. VAN SLYCK 0 McClure Newspaper Syndicate, WNU Sarvlca *T*HE shooting was over. The bul- ‘ * let-torn body had been removed to the morgue. The killer was dead. “And a lucky break for us,” young Dick Norby of the Star said jubilantly to his companion, Steve Carney of the News. "Yea—for us," agreed Steve wearily. “Come oh. let’s leg it over to Nick’s i a snifter. I could stand one." With th»* drinks before them on the scarred table top, the younger man lifted bis reflectively. “You’re a lucky mug.” he said with good-natured envy. “How’d you happen to be sitting in this dump when the cops plugged the killer? Have a tip off?” "Nope. Just killing off time. Matter of fact, 1 bad a date.” "A woman, huh?” Young Norby j winked knowingly. "Funny, isn’t it, what a chap’ll do for a dame? Our late friend got his on account of a date with a skirt.” ■ “That’s what 1 heard.” “I'll say one thing for him,” Dick offered. "he never shot a man in the ! back; he always gave him a break.” "So what?” “Well,*—apologetically—“y’know, I j haven't been at this game as long as i you have. Kind ’a gave me a shock to see him laid out ou the slab, Not a bad looking egg, was he, ever mug him before today?” “Him? Outside of pictures. I’d never seen that face before In my life,” Steve answered. “Have another?” “No. thanks. Got to be going.” He rose. "Just the same, it's tough to be I knocked off that way: no warning—- | nothing.” “Maybe. Maybe not Worse things can happen to a man than getting rub'l>ed out, Norby.” Alone, Steve Carney sat in moody silence. At this early hour the place was almost deserted. Cold sober he felt depressed. He poured himself a , drink. I He was getting old. soft Yes, that must be it This shooting now—it had got on his nerves. In fancy he again the muffled fusillade, the taut silence which followed. Then a pounding of many feet along the street out/slde. and he had bounded from this / very room to follow, his every sense | alert. A crumpled figure lay on the , sidewalk. Dead. An unfamiliar face* stared up at him. Flash news. Head- ’ j lines. And his story had gone in first j But it had got him, this violent death. Rudely it pierced his callous indifferI ence to life and death. So he gave Norby a pain, did he? Just a thick hided ex-doughboy, * was he? II—I. what did Dick know about It? A swell kid, Dick, but young. To him, the war was at once a glamorous crusade out of the past and a merI cenary venture to be made light of. Steve’s eyes held a far-away look. i The years rolled back. Death. He'd laughed at it that slate gray day oft the Irish coast when the troop ship, torpedoed, reared itself in mortal agony and plunged, bow down, I into a hungry sea. Clinging with him ■ to a raft, the Joisey kid caught his and grinned back. There was a guy, the kid! Game. A brooding look softened ,Steve’s tired face. And glamour. There had been little enough of glamour In that shelltorn night fifteen—no, sixteen years ago. Or was it seventeen? Never mind. The very air mouldy with death. Crouching, crawling, now lying flat ■ against the broken, gas tinged ground, the raiding party advanced. Then, sudden contact with the enemy! A flash of steel through eerie darkness. Beside him. the kid slumped down. His own gun spoke. A dirty hand to-hand fight It was. while it lasted. Then it was over. Sweating, cursing, he somehow man- ' aged to get the unconscious kid back to their lines. The bayonet wound was bad. On the way back he’d taken a slug in the head. A corpse, Steve thought bitJ terly, looking down at him with hopeless eyes. But the kid was tough. Mlraculous- ; ly he pulled through, and in time rejoined the outfit. The same, he was, and yet different His head still both- ; ered him at times, he Mid. At Camp Merritt they parted. The kid's last words were: “I’ll be seein’ y'u th’ foist chanct I get I ain’t fergot th’ night y'u pulled me outa that mess. You’n this ring I gl>t to t’ank, Steve." And for the hundredth time he held j out his finger with its ring; his talisman. his most prized possession. Steve had never seen another one just like it Yes. they’d planned to meet again. ; But he’d moved. lost track of the kid. Life itself moved on. And yet, he’d thought, some day. . . . His reverie was Interrupted by Nick. "Swell story you wrote on tbe killer," he complimented. “Pretty smart, he was. That plastic surgeon sure fixed bls mug up so’% his own mother wouldn’t know him." A pause. Then, curiously: “Funny ring you got there, Mr. Carney. D»»n’t know'# 1 ever mw one like It before. Yours?” “It’s mine now. It belonged," Steve explained slowly, “to a kid I used to | know. He phoned ma to meet him here today." “And be never showed up?" “No. He tried to, but he couldn’t—quite—make IL" .JS — Pats Shun Camphor The odor of camphor Is disagreeable to cats and dogs. Occupatiaa. It Is better to be engaged In the most Insignificant occupation in the world rather than to look upon half an hour as of do importance. ' ■■■ ■ - Most Constant Unit of Timo The rotation of the earth is the most constant unit of time that man has discovered. Naming Reno, New. Reno, is named after Gen. Jesse Lee Reno, a federal officer in the Civil war.

“Dutch Girl” String Holder for Kitchen By GRANDMOTHER CLARK As a decorative hanger for the kitchen, this little girl will add another smile to your home. It’s an attractive string holder and costs only a few cents and a little spare time. An acceptable gift novelty, and after you make up one you will want more of these Dutch Girls to serve you. This package No. A 1 contains stamped material ready to be cut out. also died out girl’s head and shoes printed in colors on heavy board. This material and directions how to make it up will be mailed to you for 15c for one package or four packages for 50c. Address Home Craft Co., Dept. A, 19th and St Louis Ave., St. Louis, Mo. Enclose a stamped addressed envelope for reply when writing for any Information. New Zealand Is No Utopia, Surviving Pioneers Find New Zealand, with one and a half million people scattered over an area as large as that of Japan proper, would seem unnecessarily encumbered with problems. Millions of rich acres at present unproductive can be purchased for $1.25 or $1.50 an acre. Experts declare that • at an average annual expenditure , of $25 an acre this land could be made worth four to five times as much in a few years. Three acres :of land so improved will furnish pasturage for two cows in full milk without other feeding. Few producing countries are so potentially rich as this; yet more than 100,000 men, women and children In New Zealand today are Inadequately domed and fed. even if not in real distress. This Is very far from the dreams of the sturdy pioneers who hoped to build in the far South Seps the world’s model nation in which men and women from ever crowded and overburdened Britain might find a new and brighter land that would In all essentials still be Britain.— Marc T. Greene In Current History.

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