The Syracuse Journal, Volume 28, Number 30, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 21 November 1935 — Page 6

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WATCH the CURVES By RICHARD HOFFMANN Copyright by Richard Hoffmann WNT7 Service

CHAPTER IX—Continued —-21— •'But at least I may take you to the station —see you on the train.” He touched her arm to turn her toward the car. and she got In. “Stater.” said Hal. after he had started Rasputin Into the traffic. “I hare been a very great fool, and I have been near Jo, being even a greater one. Now I see things clearly. Sister, I know who her husband la: I know he i» evil, it doesn’t matter bow much I hate him nor how much I am ready to do to get her away from him. What matters is that whatever 1 do. I should be stronger and happier—for her. slater, and for myself—lf you could tell me, as her friend and, I- so mucn hope, mine too, that you also feel I must get her from him. It cannot be wicked to take evil from her life, no matter how it is done; can-it? Even if she will not love me now, for the fool I’ve been and the wrong I've done, 1 know about that evil and, loving her, I cannot leave her with it, can I?" Her eyes were on his--full of a frightened seriousness, a deeply fearful solicitude for what he had told her. “Long ago.” she said, “when I was a girt as young as she —” ■The sound of her own voice, saying that, seemed gently to enforce her silence. Looking at him—her eyes large. Inarticulate in hopefulness, touched too with some longing sorrow --she barely nodded, once, and then bravely said. “You should do something.” • • • • • • • Hal burst into the room without knocking, hot for Kerrigan's word that Harry was at her hotel, that he could go straight to her now and humble himself Irrevocably, before he went on to whatever else must be done in final swiftness. Kerrigan looked at him as If he didn't believe what he raw. "She went by train.’’ Hal told him quickly, "You called Barry. She's all right. 1 can— *’ “I can't get her," Kerrigan said, ”but she’s been here. That envelope—she left it. I've been trying to think 1 ought to open It.” Hai snatched the envelope and tore it ojven, and fresh fear ran at his heart as his eyes began to follow the decisive lines. '■ ”1 shouldn't write, my darling, but Tve got to. Being with you, loving you as I shall forever, has shown me my way out and given me strength to take it. When you get back from Ranta Barbara. It will be <!<>«.» and there'll be no good In trying to atop roe. You mustn't try. I shall be all. right. I'm so tired of trylbg to decide what's good, what's best. I can't have you. but 1 can have myself—free of badness, to remember you and beauty. I can't let you go away thinking 1 don't love you. “He will find out soon that you are Frederick Ireland a son. But there will be nothing left to show any connection between you and him. So when you see tomorrow's papers, you must keep quiet. "I love you. I didn’t know it would be w» much. Barling, forgive me for what I’ve done to you. Barry." And In postscript: “I don't mean suicide You'll know that If-'I couldn't break my bargain for you, 1 couldn’t at all. I'm frying to end It." Starting for the door. Hai yelled at Kerrigan: “She's going to kill him. Almighty <;—d. Kerrigan! She’s killing him nowI” In bls terror. Hal still, had tine to be thankful for Kerrigan's agility in ’ pursuit: Kerrigan was behind him. ■ struggling into his coat as they hurried down the hall. Hal's mind was frantic with: Smug, criminal ass. to think I could do this to her. that she'd wait for ray rotten apology. Oh G—d. if you're there and you're good, stop her. atop her. stop her. * “Battle of Blenheim! drive like a white man." Kerrigan was saying, as second speed began to scream under them. "Get pinched or plied up and you're useless to her—useless.” "Kerrigan, if she's not there, you find Crack and stick to him like a thou sand leeches,'* Hai said gently. “I'll find her If— G—d'” A man. unhee<llng. darted from among the parked can at the right Hal jumped on Rasputin's loyal brakes and felt them drag gallartty at the speed, in a desperate squeal of rubber. Then there was a crumpling slam of Impact behind, and Rasputin lunged forward slewing, drunkenly careened by savage force at the rear. As the rigid sedan tipped past the point of recovery, tearing and splintering at the body of a parked car alongside, Hal flung himself upon Kerrigan and fought to make him duck. Then Rasputin's solid side smashed upon solid pavement with an abrupt explosion of showering glass. And that was all. except for a small, single tinkling, like a distant key-ring, that diminished in whirls of darkness. CHAPTER X Midweek Hal was heavily sick—lying in a bed —and heavily sad. His mouth was dry as doth, and his lipa stuck. There was an Impression of having dreamed lots of things, crowded dose around him and very tiring becsusa of their constant demand for effort. But be couldn't remember anything of what they were and It didn't matter. There were changes in him—changes of which he was aware abstractly. He wmsgltfs sen t wTw IMWftP awst st net if jmt D mru? tort-. mistakes he had made were on the

stayed there, peacefully. They would come later: no hurry any more. There was Barry to think of. It was very odd he hadn't remembered that he could think of her till now. Her Image appeared quietly tn his mind, walking toward him with that straightlegged. Inquiring, unself-consclous grace, Doc at his cheerful trot beside her. Soon he would see her lovely face, her eyes lighted, smiling. It was good to see her walk because last time he'd thought of her—last time, she'd been sitting on the edge of a bed, knees clasped hard in her arms, her head bowed, her eyes—strange, sullen, dark with . , . Suddenly, before he knew what it was, Hal yelled her name and struggled against the ttght-tucked sheet across his chest; and a dreadful avalanche tumbled memory and terror upon his beguilement. He had an arm free before the nurse could get to him. He was breaking the nurse's hold when a young man. In white up to the neck, appeared on the other side and forced him back to the pillow. “Listen.” said Hal. commanding the attention of the man's blue eyes: “I'm not delirious; I'm hot craxy. I know where I am: in a hospital in Los Angeles because of a motor accident But you've got to let me up—right away. I'll come back afterward, but you’ve got to let me up. It's a matter of murder—murder—and I’ve got to stop It. You'll kill me If you keep me, here. I swear to you I know what I’m saying. Look in my eyes. I'm sane—sane as h—L You’ve got to believe it.” “Mr. Ireland!” the young man said sharply. "Listen to me.” Then, slowly and significantly, “You've been here for over twenty-four hours.” * Hal knew it was significant even as be wondered why it was said so significantly. Then most terribly he saw; his shoulders fell away from resistance and all his breath went out In WM She Cams Nearer, Looked Down at His Mouth and Into His Eyes Again. a broken cry of anguish and despair, on a swift shadow of hope he said: "But Kerrigan—where’s Kerrigan? The man who was with me in the car. Please, you've got to find out. You will find out—quickly, quickly, and let me know. And another thing.” What was the other thing? Good G—d. he had to hold on till be thought of it—something terrible. Yes! “Another thing.” he skid, exhaustion consuming the breath he needed to talk with: “a newspaper—one of the morning after my accident. I’ve got to see it. Hl go craxy—- raving—unless I know.” “Yes, all right,” said the interne. After a word to the nurse at the door, be was gone and Hai rolled his head miserably, bnt in a minute, a white Jacket came between him and the Wall, and a newspaper rustled. They held H over him while he searched the mess of the front page :• headlines about Japan, divorce revelations, the picture of a woman in Mack In court; and beside that ts single-column head reading, “Man Slain in 8. M’ca Blvd. Hotel Room—Seek Woman Companion of Martin Crack. Promoter—Clutched Coif BaU ClewF—Wheels of light spinning against blackness closed over the page, and their soft bussing faded behind thick, deaf cushions at his ear*. Spears, a vice president of the Old Man’s correspondent bank In Los Angeles, gave Hal attention and incurious understanding. He came on unsolicited orders from New York, when Hal was finished with the delirious phantoms of routed hope. "You must make sure the agency has no connection with the police.” Hal told him. “If It’s necessary you can drop a hint that rewards from us will be bigger than any the police offer. The beet of the detectives 18 to go after the Trafford girl, the other after Kerrigan, though it's Just possible the girl and Kerrigan are together. I want Ranta Barbara looked up first, and here’s a note to the nun. The man’s not to get tough with her under any Hrewmatancea • ahe’H tell him anything she knows when she sees that note. Kerrigan’s man ought to check the did them thoroughly. Have you got It all straight r xes, nr, irei&uug saiu spears* wita aw, —gtgaaamm eiwt Irfft OWft SfIUISU M * ■

"Very glad of the chance to help,” said Spears, as though he was. “And what about your father? Shall I tell him anything—except that you’re coming along well and will drop him a line any day now?” “Oh, yes,” raid Hal. and tried to think plainly about that too. “Tell him the guy who telegraphed him about me was a nut, that he had nothing on me. that the whole thing's put to bed. Tell him I'm writing him everything and there's absolutely nothing to worry about. Remind him that 1 never said that before.” Then Spears was gone, and the nurse came in to see that Hal was comfortable. He told her he was. Am too, he said to himself, except for shock, slight concussion, compound fracture of arm, cut head, contusions of hip, d—d smell of ether, and— Dear God. what were they to the bitter, steady, excruciating, and Just punishment of his soul? What more hurts wouldn’t he take to his body to keep the incredible events of his anguish unreal. The events of his anguish had occurred: they seemed sometimes unreal because his fancy couldn’t compass a scene of vicious melodrama between the figure of beauty he knew and loved and the figure of evil he knew and hated. In the black, burning chaos of his delirium he had seen Barry standing in a room like, the one In Saint George; a black automatic pistol, level In her hand. Jogged to its own sharp spitting; and Crack stood before her with his bemused smile, nodding sly approval as each invisible bullet punched into him but never even made him drop his indolent golf ball. That was unreal, fantastic even in delirium. And yet now, with the delirium be-hind-marking off his new loneliness from his old folly—Hal knew something like that had happened. If his old, dread folly had created nothing but unending loneliness for himself, the pain of penalty would be a clean thing. His father had told him he needed to learn about life. He had learned something: he had learned that If you were a vain fool, life in one gesture could give you its lesson and snatch away your most happy chance to apply it. could mutilate yon for good in teaching you to avoid mutilation. Did his father know that? Did Sister Anastasia know that? Had Kerrigan known that? Had Kerrigan— Chill fingers slipped newly about Hal’s heart and he reached for his bell, holding down the button hard and long as he tried to hold down this refreshed agony of fear. Wheh the nurse came, he told her: “Telephone Mr. Spears at the Bank of California Trust and tell him—tell him I ray he may find out something—something we want to know at the morgue.” O G—d. if Kerrigan were dead! • * • • • • The only hope that the next slow hours brought was that the morgue had yielded nothing. In the early evening. Spears came again to show him the “Personal” advertisement he had running, and to tell him that Sister Anastasia had no news. Then there was another long, haunted night maturing its crop of torment to roll Hal's head on the hot pillow, and snatch him from fitful sleep. And finally another morning came, with a new solidity of hopeless conclusion. The one slim sliver of reArreut hope, sharp and so very fragile, was still that Kerrigan might be with Barry. And yet if Kerrigan was well and free, he would have come here to Hal, or written, or something. Later Hal was doxing when he heard the nurse saying something that sounded like, “It's your sister to see you.” And the name Anastasia leaped into his mind like a cool Jet of water. He turned bis head so quickly that pain ran deep In his arm. “Show her in right away.” “She’s watting downstairs,” said the nurse. “She'll be up in a moment.” She knew something about Barry. Hal fought that hope for his fear of disappointment. Probably it was only that her brother could be left for a while and she—bless her dear, cool goodness—had come to comfort him. The door opened softly, and there was an Instant's whispering behind the screen before It closed again. Then, tense for the first look of Anastasia’s white-framed face, Hal felt his blood's business stop, time stop, the day stop over the world outside. Even as he I whispered tier name tn the hush of the room, he knew It couldn't be Barry. Yet the clear, blue-clad vision moved toward him. the clear eyes authentic tn their solemn questioning of his look of awe. She came nearer, looked down at his month and into his eyes again, a hopeful tenderness waking in her solemnity. Then he caught her wrist She bent swiftly down to him. His other wretched, uselees arts wouldn't stir, but the good one was strong enough to bring her against him, his hand moving on rough, real cloth over the firmness of her back. If it were a dream, the pain he felt going through his tight-strapped arm must wake him. And it didn’t She stayed there, her skin smooth and cool, her breathing against him stow and grateful, as if tn fearless steep after long weariness. (TO BE CONTINUED) Three Import sal Movements Three movements of worldwide lnftarars mere horn in Ohio through the efforts of Buckeye women, says the Cleveland Plain Dealer. These are (1) the W. Q T. <J, which mas brought to life at Hillsboro, with Mra Thompson, daughter of Governor Trimble, as first president; <2> the Sunday school, first organised by a Bible teacher. Mra Andrew Lake of Marietta, and (3) the women’s etab movement, with ABee Cary of OorarnMit as first pratf-

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Who Are You? SB The Romance of Your Name By RUBY HASKINS ELLIS A Kennedy? THE origin of the name Kennedy is found in the Celtic word “Ceaunathigue.”. meaning the head of a sept or clan. The first Kennedys to assume the name as a surname were undoubtedly of Carrick. In Scotland. Prior to the year 1250. Neil, earl of Carrick, granted a charter to Roland of Carrick, who Is proved to be the ancestor of the Kennedys. The family afterwand bore the name of Kennetly and, according to Scottish custom, the sons of Kennedy were called McKennedy or McKenane. spelled variously. The story of how one McKenane with bls Sons and great following of kinsmen overthrew the Danes In Carrick and obtained the stronghold from King Alexander Is a thrilling one. It was this stronghold which became their fair castle where the “Chief of the Jbiuu'dg Lowland Kennedys took their stile of for long space and were caller! Lairs of Donour,” because of the Don of the hill above the house. Gilbert Kennedy was the forebear of two lines of Kennedys In America. Kennedys began migration with Rev. Thomas, who located in Tyrone. Ireland, In 1642. His son. John, also a Presbyterian minister, of County Donegal, Ireland, was the father of Andrew, who was born In 1747. He came to America and located in Pennsylvania previous to the Revolution. It is recorded that he was a man of property which he used to advance the cause of the American colonies during the struggle for independence. His large estate In Bucks county, Pennsylvania, was long in possession of his descendants. He purchased the house on Market street which bad been the temporary presidential mansion in Philadelphia. There were early Kennedy emigrants to Virginia anckMaryiand. a great many of them were relatives of the Pennsylvania family. They were among the must successful and distinguished fam,ilies of the southern colonies and became allied with many notable bouses. • • ♦ A Pendleton? THIS name, so distinguished in America, originated In England and is derived from the two Gaelic words pendie and dun, meaning summit and hI)L It is easy to imagine that the old town In Lancastershire of this name, only three miles from Manchester. which graced the crest, of a hill hauded the name down to the Pendleton family, which lived there. ~ ? Over the door of one of the inns in this town swings the coat of arms of the Pendleton family, exactly-the same as brought to this country by the emlfLz X Hl rWI ! 7I 5V JJenlJteton grant, Philip Pendleton. Some little distance away to the manor house, still owned by Pendletons, In this old family seat are found the records of glowing achievement of different members of the family and that of the ancestor whose bravery in the Crasndra won him the right to place upon his shield the Scollop shells, which are a distinctive feature of the arms. The Pendletons belonged, no doubt, to the English gentry. In many instances a purer and prouder heritage than many oj those of titled fame, whose name and title have changed many time* as they came down through the ages. Philip Pendieton established the southern family of this name in America. in New Kent county. Virginia. This family has produced a great many prominent sons and daughters. Among those of whom the state of Virginia is just proud was Judge Edmund Pendleton, an Important influence during Revolutionary days. • Publie Ledcer. toe.—WHO Service. Compose Points ot North Pol* The points of the compass north, south, east and west, relate to the earth only. The North pole to the point of convergence of sll the earth’s meridians, and every point on the earth's surface must be directly south of this point Not “south by west” or “south southeast,” or in any way inclined to any other point of the compass, but directly south, because Rs meridian passes through pole. To an observer at the North pole, therefore. the pointe of the compass as we -know theok are wanting.

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