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due for a little touching up"
as Mrg Crumps would snilingly
inform you. She gilded tables,
chairs, picture frames. cigar
b0xeseven the coal scuttle,
after the fashion Of her mothers
benighted artistic sense.
Lord. any one would be glad
to get out of this!s' Sandy wlis-
peEed, swapping down the cover
OF her suitcase.
But she folded her arms over
It., listening to the excited thump-
own breath that became more
and more hot and difficult.
Il can't help itsg she protested,
shutting her eyes quickly against
the truth that she saw. vet
wished TO deny.
This truth told her: You don't
mind the gildingl You wouldn't
care IL she giIded her teeth! You
want to escape! You dUnt want
his love. It weighs you down.
know where it's heading You
want to get away.
The thought of Ramon trou-
bled her bitterly. Love that she
had crayed as q radiant, uplift-
ing Joy now weighed on her like
load OF iron There was no
longer thrill in this secret in
trigue. The fear Of discovery
made Sandy unresponsive: the
fear OF losing her made Ramon
tragic. They got on each others
nerves. Then Sandy would say:
It's not our fault. RaTnon-it'S
the whole meanness OF it,
And he would answer: Let us
go away. VIII you come away
with Ine?''
Afflicted with the prospect Of
whole life OF concealment and
subterfuge she would answer:
Where could we go Oh, don't
ask me this Why aren't you
gay like you used to be !? We're
together. We can still drive about.
can't we And we can kiss each
other"
He only looked at her implor-
ingly when she talked In this
breezy, careless strain.
Lying awake long hours after
these arguments, Sandy asked
herself feverishIy: "Why did l
ever get into it ? Why can't he
be light hearted any more Oh,
why does he get so solemn about
it ?''
Now they were to part. In less
than an hour she would be taking
the train homeward.
She walked down the street be-
tween rows of old-fashioned houses
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; there were suspicious murmur.
ings. Yvonne looked very much
troubled And Cecil's glory was
making him uneasy. It was . bit
too thick.
The police had been sent for.
They were no quicker than usual
in coming. The dance was fiasco.
In the air was something that
no one could analyze. There were
whispers Of ''frame-up" and Lily
the Bold There was a great
deal OF snickering and many
derisive looks were sent at the
hero.
As a cap to the evening, a
fourth gunman, by far the most
wicked-looking, stepped into the
hall. No one paid much atten-
ton to such common visitor
till a bullet nicked light-shade
near where Garth Loring stood
laughing against the wall.
This man meant business. There
was no 1OOI1tlS dDOuC Alt11s DuL
Cecil was on the job. With three
to his credit why stop at the
fourth? Just the same, Jem Bod
ley was a fool.
Good Stuff
Recklessly Cecil dived for the
crooks rugged knees. The pistol
cracked again and a white-hot
needle seemed to stab jaggedly
into Cecil's shoulder. He looked
more surprised than injured and
fell on the killer with a mean
clip to the jaw that made the
fellows square head rock grog-
gily.
watch out, you dumb ASST
gritted Cecil. You might hurt
someone
"I'll damn we'll" A half.dozen
men fell on the twisting pair.
smothering out speech.
simultaneously poetic-eyed
policeman hoved into view. Good
Stuff" he congratulated. and
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Cecil was not a. coward II
he displayed some shrinking violet
traits, they were more artificial
than real; but he did. love books
better than bats and music more
than mountaineering.
Leaped off Cliffs
Perhaps he would have re-
NAMED in the category OF the
pusillanimous, had not Yvonne
Grey appeared to trouble his
heart. Yvonne was an actress OF
the daredevil type. She had
jumped from balloons, freight
trains and roofs of assorted
height. She had Ieaped off cliffs
into boiling torrents and rolled
down craggy mountainsides. She
was strong and supple and darkly
alluring. Her lips were a car
mine defiance Of danger. She
SO Cecil fell in love with her. And
she responded.
OF course everyone laughed. 1t
was permitted to laugh at Cecil
and now. that he had elected to
become the cavalier of q lovely
Amazon, 1t was permitted to
A0ASb AlOAE AOAo4ys AFOAAAiG uAu
not take kindly to the ridicule
that fell Npon Cecil. She sailed
into Garth Loring with flashing
ire when he alluded to Cecil as
"a stick Of candy"
"A really brave man never
despises those he fancies to be
weaker. At most he pities them.
And what proof have you that
Cecil is not as courageous as
anyone else?" she demanded.
Would you have him go about
assaulting policemen and smash.
ing store windows? / think the
whole crowd OF you are absolute
ly unfair to him."
''Lilyv' murmured an unkind
feminine voice in the group that
surrounded Yyonne on the porch
Of the Country Club.
Yyonne said nothing; but her
face was disdainful and deter
mined. Cecil should prove him.
self a hero just to throw the lie
back into their .grinning teeth.
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GECIL LoRING came of fight
~ ing stock. A Revolutionary
great.grandfather. civil war
grand-parent. Spanish-American
dad had their belIigerently whis-
kered visages hung In the Loring
picture gallery. All the Lor-
ings," Aunt Constance was wont
to say, were brave men. And II
Cecil seems timid, 1t is only be-
cause occasion has never arisen
for him to show the fighting
strain.''s
Cecil agreed with her. His elder
brother, Garth, snickered at the
idea OF Cecil ever fighting any
thing. Garth had left an arm in
Flanders while Cecil was at
school and had brought back a
Croix-de-Guerre. Cecuss compan-
ions called the timid one Lily; and
even 1.-THE girls IN his set agreed
that he should have bean a mani
curist. But to his doting mother
and fatuous aunt, Cecil was pc.
tential Achilles. lust let the
circumstances demand courageous
action and Cecil would show his
warrior blood.
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ously about her shoulders. sped
to the kitchen.
Alice was here all the doors
closed. She was at the stove. and
very bedraggled IN q faded crepe
.kiEnono. She now took the cover
from a saucepan, permeating the
kitchen with warm, garliclsy
smell, and dished out q huge por-
ton OF raviolas.
Want sone2" She ;clapped the
old rebecca teapot before her on
the table and settled for a feast.
She had refused dinner and now
at half past had stolen to the,
kitclnen TO regale herself in pri~
vate. Alice was given 70 these
secret repasts, which she could en-
Joy in peace without having to
jump up every five minutes to
wait on her father or the married
sisters and their children. some
Of whom were always present at
meal time.
Where are you going?p
thought I'd get a breath Of
air. Ill drop in and see May or
perhaps go to movie"
Well, you ought TO. There's
no sense in both OF as sticking
home every minute Of the day and
night" Alice was fond Of CAD
ding. In order that she might
freely enjoy her own time off. she
urged Sandy to do the same.
She looked at Sandy, curling her
lips slowly in her own particular
smile Of quiet disdain. What's
the matter? Had the hebe- jebes
all day, haven't you? Home get
ting your goat already? Or was
it something he wrote?,
Sandy received letters from Tillie
Swanson, from Miss Crumps and
from Ramon. Though she begged
him. to write seldom, letters came
twice a week, sometimes oftener.
With her satanic sixth sense
as Sandy called it-Alice had al.
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afraid; but the ideas did not
strike him kindly.
In his time >of need he turned
to a friend who really under
stood men and matters-Jem Bod
ley, groom OF the Trent racing
stables, a horsey, sporting
blooded person Of many question
able associates and multifarious
habits of unquestionable evil.
$50 that's 'ow it is, Mister
Cecil Jem remarked and chewed
for inspiration a vile cigar. "Let s
see now. This ERE matter calls
for a bit o. cogitation."
Dread Pause
The outcome OF Jem's cogitation
was a scheme worthy of Machia-
velli. 1t called for sundry ex.
cursions ito Mat Pooler's beer
shop, where Jem conferred secret
ly with other gentlemen who
talked like him and smoked the
same brand of weed. Finally he
shook hands with a murderous-
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looking fellow named Albert Jones
and departed with Albert's assur.
ance Of full cooperation.
All set for Wednesday evenin' :,
Mister Cecil" he announced. go
to it!'
Right. Jem," responded Cecil.
gratefully pressing a bank note
on the efficient Bodley.
Wednesday night the Country
Club was thronged with a gay
crowd OF dancers. Everyone was
there: Garth, still poking fun at
Lily" Yvonne looking strangely
agitated and expectant; Cecil,
strutting about like Alexander
among the conquered Persians.
In the swaying and the strum-
ming came a. dread pause. A
revolver shot was the cause. In
the main doorway a rough, blue
jowled man was brandishing a
pistol and cursing the dancers
into quiet.
Cecil dashed from the startled
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Author Of sChicIIie z Ann
Ann and PhiI and
sNora Lee. "

TT certainly must give him =
enormous thrill to feature you
elerixfng In one horse insurs
ance stand. Who in the world
would have supposed you'd pick.
out ja5S town like San Jose.
with your looks should think
you'd have hit for the city and
picked off d stunning apartment
for yourself. can't fathom
what's got into You. Surely not
scruples after the way you step
ped before the wedding bells rang
out. How do you figure that
you've gOt anything to lose
nowg
wen, IN write more as soon
IS get q chance to rest my
weary bones. Fate certainly
handed the McNeiIs q dirty deal,
III ten the world,
The letter from Sandyss father
was more explicit:
Il ask you to forget your
self and return home. You are
greatly needed here. Alice. poor
girl. has more than she can
do and your mother requires
constant attention. You were
always her .fayorfte and She is
grieving sorely over your long
absence. Come now or you may
not be in time to see her again.
fear she Is passing. You can
be assured won't interfere
in your personal affairs. much
as / depl0re the blind and OBJ
stinate attitude you are taking. .
So Sandy was now tossing her
few belongings into her suitcase,
telling herself excitedly: i've got
to 90! 1 can't refuse!.
She ran the back of her hand
cOntemptuousiy over the crochet
dolly In the little hofsehair rocker.
Old-fashioned, mpsty room with
those idiotic giIded brackets
Theresd been line cones gfided,
too. and suspended from the
chandelier when Sandy took pos
session. Miss Crumps, the 60
year-oId maiden daughter, now
I'm possession OF this old home,
had passion for gliding. Any
afternoon you could come home
and find her in apron and gloves.
the smell Of turpentine filling
the house.
And there on the kitchen
table would be the saucer of
gilt and the ancient bronze clock
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followed Sandy rovingIy. They
were full Of pleading questions
You're happy, Sandy, dear?
You seem just as you used to be
long ago just like my
baby girl You feel that
way?''
oh a soft. trembling laugh.
Indeed, innocent as a new
born lamb Rest noW-close your
pretty eyes
she glided softly through the.
hall, ran down the stairs. stop
at the old newel-post, she snap
ped her fingers at the bronze
dancing girl. She daubed little
powder on the. scarlet patches
burning her cheeks Each move
she made added to her excite
ment.
In her pocket was letter from
Ramon.
Darling, can't stand it any
longer. I'm coming to see you.
Only for an hour. Meet me
where you did before. Do this
please. I'll be there at 8. 7
won't leave until you come
It was after now. II can't
co." she told herself family. He
had no right to do this"
A clear, chilly night in the end
of November. A few hours ago
she had watched the sun sinking.
It went behind pearly, lavender
clouds that all along the edge
We're rippled with flame. The
clouds went scurrying whole ar
mics of clouds blown onward by
the wind.
He would wait at the pier heed
less of wind and cold-wait until
she came.
If | go, it will all start again
II can't"
But she grabbed up the old
Spanish shawl, tossed it flirtati.
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She decided that Cecil must cease
to merit the flowerly epithet.
It was hard for her to ap.
proach him on the subject. Ger.
tainly. she admitted, he showed
no marked attributes Of courage.
Even his love making was timid.
He preferred rather to let her
smooth his hair and mother him
than to bear-hug her and bruise
her mouth with kisses after the
manner of brutal men. But that
did not show that he was d
coward.
Cecil soon became aware that
it was up to him to win his
spurs, to prove himself worthy
of the love Of the fair and daring
Yvonne. But how to go about?
Should he attack Mcpherson, the
big pro of the golf links? Should
he make a general assault on
Garth and the rest Of the taunt-
ing males and have the life bat
tered out of him? He was not
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most immediately singled out
Ramon's letters as coming from 4
man. Her curiosity was like =
great mosquito biting al day long.
She made II 1 point whenever she
was about to get the mail Size.
would hand Ramon,s letters to
Sandy and make an insinuating.
sucking sound with her lips De
voted, isn't he? Is that what kept
you In San Jose? Keep it 10 your
self then SecretiYe '
\ IJntil finally Sandy said: Oh,
he's q young kid lii the office -
nice boy. went to = movie with
him d couple Of times.
Now FOR Alice: For 81 young
ster, he's certainly faithful"
That's when they are. Grab
them from the cradle, young and
pure"
What do you propose to do
with yourself, seeing that you've
got Ben Murillo on your hands
for the rest Of your days?',
Hope that won't have him
on my hands. Z
Alice's lip and shoulder moved
upward simultaneously. You
will, though! Isn't II scream
the luck OF this family? Did you
ever know the equal? Anybody
else marrying into the Muri,lo
family would have landed their
whole tribe on easy street. But
us. Humphi Poor ma dying
ana can't even get the attention
she needs. Well, believe me, il
I were in your place I'd make him
come to time. God knows, you
might just as wellr' Her fork
jabbed sharply at the raviolas.
''Have ypu seen Jimmy since
you've been hone?."
mo"
.'sWelI--you've got something
up your sleeve
Sandy sent back a knocking
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pleasure-seekers and had the gun
man about the knees in neat
flying tackle before gunman or
anyone else knew what it was all
2 about. They fought bitterly.
Hey, you aren't supposed to
kick like THAR painted Cecil to
the struggling thug. Aid was
slow in coming. The stick.up man
wriggled free and ran. Cecil rose
triumphant and stood like a vic
tor accepting the plaudits Of those
he had saved.
Uneasy
The dance had scarcely resumed
when two more roughs~ held the
strategic point at the door,.
"Jem Bodley's fool!' muttered
Cecil as he swooped down upon
them and with an arm about each
dirty neck fell out upon the
veranda and kicked the buns
away. 80,
Again Cecil was a hero. But
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Romance Of Girl Who Was Forced Into LOyeless
Marriage by Family That Thought Onlyin
Terms of Luxury

) blown along by the keen No.
yember wind. Pearly clouds went
lwhisking over the dark, uplifted
hills. The night was full Of swag-
gera gay, challenging zest IN
the way It tapped her coat apaT1.
Her cheeks were splashed with
red--her eyes sparkling wv
mother may be dying, she told
herself to danpen her spirits. But
she, too, felt staggering "a wan
ton, reckless JOY a.surge within
her heart.
she n1urmured. Our tfng that
lob Change Lord how love
it--anything for 8 change =
Ramon caught her arm, leaning
down with 81 fervei1t: We have g.
little while. I'll surely bring you
back in time just last
ride?''
They drove through the valley,
purple under the autumn night.
They stopped on a knoll covered
with pepper trees. He put both
arms about her: "Sandyy this Ii
the last time we're going to part.
You're connsnp hack and It's going
to be for good. :
why do you say these things.
Ramon p
.eYou will get free we can
be married. You will marry me?"
I'm not free. don't dare to
count on if q 80
II count on it! Sandy look at
me say you want this"
She trenbIed. She said with
shaking lips: ssOf course ] want
to be free 80
And you,Il marry nle?''
f'sOh, Ramon don't let us fool
ourselves don't get mad ideas
His face grew pale his hands
drove against her shoulders. Il
can never let you go, Sandy. Do
you know this 49, Will YOU
say that you care say that
I've said it. Yes, / care
She closed her eyes, unable to
bear that white smile on his lips.
He kissed her and kissed her.
When she got on the train and
waved good-by all her happiness
was gone.
CHAPTER ss
CANDY took q damp handl5Ar-
~ chief, sprinkIed II with violet
water and batned her mothers
face. Being very fond Of per-
fume, she imagined Isabel, too,
was refreshed by the fragrance.
She gave a fluff to the soft, gray
hair.
There. galubchik. i've made
You adorable. You feel easy
noW?,'
She stopped and kissed her
mothers forehead, turning quick.
" to shade the lamp. She never
looked very long in her mothers
face. The pasty color Of Isabers
cheeks the blue lire Of her
mouth and sometimes the rolling
OF her eyes made Sandy sick
with fright.
Isabel had failed in these
months pftifully. Even thee dou
BILE chin that used to be so Warm
and plump now sagged and fell
away. But she now said: I'm
better since you came, dear"
"Of course. Else why did
leave my million dollar job, little
one?"
You're going to stay? Stay
until"
"Yes-yes--"
A hundred times in the three
weeks since Sandy,s return Isabel
asked this question. Her eyes
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do this. Ramon We can't -
on like this
You Iet everything trouhle
you.
I'm not troubled 81 Ill. I'm
only seeing the truth Why won
Won face II toc2 Why doA you
put ii iii Up to nae7'
what do you mean g1
u mean that here ii this town,
where / know everybody, cam
take the chance Of being seen
Now with my mother so sick
i don, want TO do It
You don't mean that I'm moi
TO see you at all You can
want this. sandy
For q while. yes. I've got t.
want this, Ramon. AfteEAxard i
may be different. oh. haven't
the heart Tor things now
He raised Ills head: drawing 4
long, slow breath. And I'm moi
to see you again? III not ~
Gomez sandy, I've gone back tOs
Los Angeles just To be near you
And now
what can i dor Why Won
you be honest Ramon? You can
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command of the British fleet.
Now on one of the French
ships was a midshipman. The
name Of the ship was the Orient
and the name of the boy was
Casabianca.
THAT doesn't sound like a
French NAME" said Bobby.
1.-THE boy wasn't born in France
as it happened" / said. He was
a Corsican, like Napoleon. And
Casabianca's father was captain
Of the Orient.
NOW on the evening of Au-
gust 1, Of that year, the French
ships were lying In the harbor
of Aboukir and into that harbor
sailed the famous Nelson with his
fleet to attack them.
"The Orient was to finest ship
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HERE'S FOXY GRANDPA'S STORY

"Then the father begged his
son to jump for hts life-for he
had stood by his wounded father
all this time. But he would not
go. He said he could not leave
his father.
Finally came great explosion.
The ship gave shudder and in
the booming of the explosion
went down a mass of flames,
with the father and son standing
bravely side by side on the deck"
''OhH said Bobby. Wasn't he
brave boy"
"He was, Bobby" answered,
land 1 am glad he is immortal
lied in that poem"
1T won't be a bit hard for me
to learn 1t now" said Bobby bury.
ing his little nose in the. book.
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Story Of Real Life
Complete in This Issue

: took possession Of the prisoner.
I'VE have been looking for this
bird. He's = killer. he Is. All
the way from Chi. =
IF it hadn't been for that
little snip" snaried the gun
man. ''I'll set you. you" He
was dragged away.
I'm sorry ! got them to do
It," sobbed Yvonne when she had
rescued Cecil from the hero
worshippers and the first-aid ex-
perts. but I hired only the
two who came together
''Jem Bodley sent the first one, =
admitted Cecil. The third.
Thought
But the third was real" said
Yvonne proudly. My hero."
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SSKUHAT are you studying,
w Bobby" / asked as L
saw him bending his curly head
earnestly over his book.
II have to learn The Boy Stood
On the Burning Deck" replied
Bobby, looking UP.
do you know that is true
story, Bobby. that Mrs. Hemans
tells in that poem?" 1 asked.
''It is, Foxy Grandpa? Do you
know about the boy?"
"Ill tell YOU" 1 said.
I'm 1893" / started, England
and France were at war. Napo-
leon. the great general of the
French, had organized a fleet to
invade Egypt. And Lord Nelson,
the great British admiral, was in
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in the French fleet, so Nelson
gave the command that all guns
be pointed at once on her.
"On and on kept the firing and
finally one great broadside from
Nelson's own ship, the Vanguard,
struck the Orient, wounded the
captain and in moment the
beautiful ship was on fire.
THE flames leaped higher and
higher, driving the brave French
men from their guns.
Finally the gallant Captain
Casabianca saw that they were
done and feebly gave his last
order for. his valiant sailors to
leave the vessel.
'.One by one, the men jumped
into the sea and many of them
were saved by the English.
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Terms of Luxury
The Story So Far

Sandy Mcneil n love with life marries Ben Murilo,
rich Italian please impoverished family Tyranny By
Murllo and frequent quarres follow dies at birth
Bob Mcneil her uncle aids ii plans for Sandy and her
mother take trip Honolulu There she meets Ramon
Worth who her life in the surf On the steamer
home he declares his love Murio he win release
her Judith Moore cousin tells Sandy love is everything
Murlo overtakes her she for rys with Ramon
He appears unexpectedly Ct party she giving for her
friends After the party he strikes her. She leaves his
house and accepts the kindly attentions Of Ramon whose
home se shares She then accepts position IN the city and
boards ont spending week ends with Ramon at
his home She receives letter summoning her home.
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Sandy ii Movies

saud soon viii be seen a
A0eW's Palace. The FOX Film
Corporation already HIS siaFted
production.
Nadge BelIaniy. sIhOrn 81 lier
luxuri0in tresses, has been
selected Tor the part of TIE
red .Ileaded. bcb.haired. flaming
SANDY
Sandy VIII make her screen
debut while the story Il run
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