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Prescott-Aviation field under
construction here.
Tempe-Beacon light to guide
aviators to the Phoenix airdome
installed atop Tempe butte.
Phoenix-Local airport to be
improved.
Jerome-Ground broken for
construction of Verde CentraPs
new 300-ton flotation mill here.
Winslow-Plans ordered for
full-width paving on East Third
Street.
Phoenix State Building &
Loan Association completes re-
modelling its offices at 10 West
Monroe Street.
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Mr.. and Mrs. C. V. Fowler. Miss
Helen Fowler and Muggins Fow-
Ter are leaving Saturday for Pres
cot where they will attend the
rodeo.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Fletcher Doan, civil engineer
and manager of a group of gra-
phite mines in Sonora is spending
. few days with his family on Dun
bar Drive.
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Mr.. and Mrs. Carlton E. Towne
will motor t : Tucson tomorrow to
meet Mrs Towne's cousin, Miss
Gla 'ys Fckmeter Of Michigan, who
will spend the summer in Nogales.
Miss Mildred Damn returned
Wednesday from trip to Fort
Huachuca whore she was the guest
of Misses Margaret and Marjorie
Stevens.
1927 Essex Coupe. This car is
the best buy in town. New Car,
guaranteed. 1925 down, balance
easy monthly payments. Nogales
Hudson Essex Co.
| +. W. Berenger, export and inn
port man from New Orleans, ar
! ived in Nogales Wednesday.
Capt. and Mrs. Fred Waters are
leaving for Washington, D. C.
Sunday.
Mss Nancy Kinkade is sp ,'st';ng
a few days in Tucson, visiting Mr..
and Mrs. Frank Normart
Re-. Father Garcia, rector of
the Roman Catholic Church at
Douglas is visiting Nogales guest
of Monseigneur Louis Duval, re-
tor of Sacred Heart Church.
R. C. Brown of Tucson, an old
time newspaper man who publ
shed a paper in Florence 35 years
ago, is visiting in Nogales, a guest
at the Bowman.
For Sale-1928 Essex Coach,
like new. $235 down, balance easy
terms. Nogales Hudson-Essex Co.
(Adv.)
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MUcGlNs To TIE
COATS AT PRESCOTT


Roy Adams and Muggins Fow-
Ter are leaving for Prescott to par
ticipate in the annual Fourth of
July rodeo. Roy Adams, well
known cow-puncher, will take part
in the bronc-busting; bull dogging
and ether events. Among the
younger contestants Muggins Fow-
Ter will represent Nogales in the
goat tying contest. He has under
gone rigid training for the event
much to the discomfort of the two
members of the goat tribe he has
trained with.
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A beautiful marriage uniting
Miss Graciela Ceballos and Anto-
nio Armada was solemnized Friday
even ng. Father Duval of the Sa-
cred Heart Church Officiating.
Miss Grac'ela is the daughter Of
Mr.. and Mrs. Felipe Ceballos of
San Martin street, Nogales, Son.
ora. Mr.. Almada is employed at
the Geo. Marsh Hardware Com
pany.
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Mrs. R. C. Edgell is entertain
ing her sister Mrs. L. w. Down
ing and daughter Betty Downing
from San Diego.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Duane Bird returned from Phoe-
nix, Wednesday.
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For Sale-1928 Essex Coach,
like new. $235 down, balance easy
terms. Nogales Hudson-Essex Co.
(Adv.)
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Big mining strike five miles
north of Nogales on Tucson road.
See sign, Farmer and Wolf min
ing claims. Now is the time to
get in on the big strike. Buy
stock. M. Hendricks.
(f'-1-1mo)
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Miss Mercedes Lopez who has
lived in Nogales for a number of
years and recently employed at
the Nogales Theater left Monday
to make her home in Phoenix.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Mrs. w. w. Lockhart has been
very i'll the past two weeks.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Writ G. Bowman arrived from
San Diego Thursday.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Jesse Gatlin, formerly of Pata-
goria, now located in northern
Arizona, was here yesterday.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

Miss Mildred Damn returned
Wednesday from trip to Fort
Huachuca whore she was the guest
of Misses Margaret and Marjorie
Stevens.
Nogales international., 1928-06-29

John George left Tuesday night
for Cajeme.
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seemed to wind his head and pre-
vent any real celebration.
What it was that puzzled him
so he could not understand. To
know this, he felt, would be to
solve the mystery. For 1t was q
mystery; all of life had become that.
There was his wife, for instance;
her impressionable moods, her ex-
travagance. Yes, Ann was selfish!
This much, at least. he was sure
OF. Self was the dominant trait
OF her character. And greed.
Yet
Even while he realized this he
imagined her in his arms, softly
gentle creature that she was In
her rare moments of lovableness.
The thought of her stole over his
senses like a drug, lulIing his
doubts to rest, striking down what
resistance he attempted to raise
against her growing domination.
Another mystery was concerned
with AIMS complaints that every.
body had dropped her since her
marriage. She, once the most
popular. girl in Manor Park, as
she declared, now was practically
QUEENSLAND all because she had
married Benny Black!
But that can't be true. dear"
he had urged only the night be-
fore. Nobody has anything
against me, YOU know. So / don't
SEE
a."Oh, Of course you don'tw she
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third, the fourth filled to bursting
with lingerie.
Everything exquisite, incredibly
expensive, totally unlike the cloth
ing Ann had worn before her mar
riage. in that these were stamped
with a smart sophistication, pro
vocative day axter tomorrow look
rather grotesque in it's exaggera-
ton.
While Ann looked on, speech
less for once. her mother held the
garments under her chin, turning
this way and that before the mir
ror, only to put them aside regret
fully when she decided that no
amount of making over would fit
them to her bulk.
On the dresser. however, was q
little pile of bracelets. those narrow
circlets of jewels which were the
vogue of the day. There were
eight in ALL and they cleaned
white and green in Hanna's stocky
fingers.
Dear me-" she remarked, how
kind Benny is to buy such things
for you! Real stones, too"'
ooh, take one and be done with
itn' Ann flung at her. "He doesn't
buy them. They're service stripes
One for each month Of this fool
marriage-and bought them
myself. Take one and get out of
here"
well. If you insist" Hanna
slid a circlet over her wrist. But
as she was about to leave she
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could not resist peek into q
half-open drawer. nor could she.
keep from thrusting her fingers
into a pile OF hosiery. stealthily
extracting a couple of pairs OF
stockings.
She was not to get away with
this, however. Ann was at her
like a fury, clawing and jerking.
1t was a repetition of the scene
which had taken place eight
months ago before the party at
the Yacht Club on the night Ann
met Benny BIack-save that now
the women actually did pull the
stockings to shreds in their strug-
giles. But when this was over,
Hanna triumphantly helped her
self TO another pair, tucking 1t
into her bag with a smile.
Better not try that again, my
dear AS / said before, there are
certain little matters I'm sure you
wouldn't like your kind husband
to know about. Well. good-by
for now"
She went out, laughing; and
her daughter remained there mo-
tionless, cold with fury.
While such things happened at
his home, Benny Black sat before
his desk in the office of the shoe
factory and tried to think. He was
not always successful in this,
however, for more and more as
time rang along he felt himself
caught and held by a curious be-
wilderment. numbness which
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way, I'm tired of your everlasting
shopping around and gold digging.
I'm through" she cried petulantly.
A slow smile spread Hanna's lips
bored way: Are you, really, my
dear? / wouldn't say SO. There's
certain little matters I know about
which makes me think you're not
through. haven't mentioned
them before, but A broad
minded husband you've got. Ell?
Still. doubt If even his broad
mindedness would stretch without
limits. That afternoon at Green
Hills Inn, Ell? And the night he
was out of DOWNRIGHT here in
his own home. Ell? Well?"
Ann swung about, livid with
rage and fear. $50 you did spy
on mer' she spat out. That's what
you did, you
Hanna raised a hand, laughed
slyly. Never mind, my dear, I'm
not criticiZing. Though how you
can fancy a tank like Sheldon!
Think you're flirting with the di-
vorce court, If you want my opln-
ion-which of course you don't
Now. let's see
She got up in a leisurely man.
ner, stepped into the bedroom and
began to open doors of the closets
which ran along one entire SIDE
of the room. Sports clothes in
one. evening gowns and wraps in
another, afternoon frocks in a
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called love rests and she didn't
like the way Ginger said what
she did.
Ginger, there's no love nest
ing about it. I'm earning and
paying for my rooms with my
own money. I don't know why
you should take the attitude
that you'll call just to see how
I'm getting along. l want you
to come, often. | want you to
have tea with me and to stay
with me often. It's sweet OF
you to be so interested in me,
and can never repay you for
the way you've helped me.
why, I'd have starved il
hadn't met you. So please don't
get such funny ideas about my
going to live by myself. It's
only fair to you to have this
room alone, it's dreadfullv
crowded. Not even enough hooks
to hang our clothes on"
Ginger's answer was yawn.
Her brilliantly polished nails
flashed as she nonchalantly
patted her fingers against her
very red lips to muffle that
yaWn. Now, that she had spoken
her mind, she was going to mind
her own business.
Ginger was such a naradox.
Such a mixture of recklessucss
and caution, interested and in
different almost at the same
time, full Of worldly-wise philoso.
phies and light as a. feather
about so many things that were
of heart breaking seriousness to
Nancy.
And there was Vic!
AS she lay back in the pillows,
she remembered the way he had
received the news that she was
leaving the Carmondy. He had
ragged so that she had ask him
to leave. and then he had come
back. repentRnt, with a thous.
and apologies.
Nancy had told him that 20
long as he acted like a rational
human being he was welcome 70
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CHAPTER rs


Days dribbled into weeks and
weeks stretched into months.
Winter powdered Manor Park
with snow, spread ermine on tama
racks and pines, and laid a
smooth white counterpart upon
the lawns, tucking it neatly in at
the river edge.
Palms were moved from the
great fireplace at the yacht club
and logs laid in their stead and
lighted, to blaze merrily while the
young folk romped through the
holidays and micareme.
Then the sun turned golden and
spring rains came and carried
away the white. sprinkling for
sythia shrubs with yellow, coax
ing tulips and hyacinths and JON
quilts to spread fragrant rainbows
over every lawn.
And now it was April, and Ann
Black was wondering about the
luxury of her suite at the Manor
Arms, pausing to scowl at the sill.
yer bowl with the 1.-the winned
Mercury on the side, turning her
ACdu w CEldP dh WIN
again had come in unannounced,
planting herself in the biggest
and most inviting chair.
Not quite the delicate figure OF
a few months back, this Ann who
slouched in a kimono, polishing
her nails, picking up a mirror -
study her profile. A vague hint
of fullness beneath her dainty
chin, which blurred her face a
trif1e: also the mere suggestion Of
a notified look across the cheeks,
ever so slightly puffed early In
the morning and late at night.
The same blur had descended
upon her form; a something al
most intangiJle. to threaten the
fairy slenderness with Hanna'e
stocky solidity.
And the blue eyes seemed not
so wide and childish as once they
had been. At this moment, in
deed they were so like her
mothers that any save the lady
herself would have found the re-.
semblance startling.
But I tell you" she was say
ing, that ] never put my hands
on any cash" And, though I'M
aware of it, the husky rasp in her
voice would have done credit to
one of Hanna's tantrums. ANY
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had cried then, jerking out OF his
arms. Its all that Diana Rand
that's what She's in love with
you-always was-and she's get
ting even! Called everybody off
to make me look silly becatise she
wanted you herself!y
He had said: THAT win do,
Ann" and gone out to walk about
the streets.
Benny did not believe this. Also
he was beginning to suspect the
young people of Manor Park left
his wife to herself because they
did not like her. OF course the
child was an egoist, but that alone
would not stand in her way.
There must be other reasons, ones
he did not guess at as yet.
Sometimes he wondered IL Ann
occasionally had a cocktail during
the long afternoons she said she
spent alone in the apartment.
There had been times when he
was almost sure of alcohol on her
breath. notably on one occasion
the evening and he came home to-
INA nSr Ia ~DSuS HI size tOfu NAM.
with a headache. He had leaned
over to kiss her, only to straighten
up, wondering 49," Perhaps
she had guessed his thought, for
she explained quickly that she
had taken headache medicine.
In drawer OF. his desk he
came upon the sketches he had
made the night after the Yacht
Club ball; sketches of little dancing
slippers with wings at the heels,
Diana Rand! Il
Benny saw Diana seldom; caught
rare glimpses of hef here and
there, going about like q slim
flash of light. Gossip. whispers,
lies-had they been lies, those
stories he had listened to about
Diana Rand? Stories which had
frozen his heart to the laughing,
curly haired kid with the honest
eyes? "a
Upon Benny Black was begin
ming to dawn the conviction that
he had been q fool.
CONTINUED Tomorrow
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call on her in her new quarters.
but that unless he did, he need
never come near her.
She had gotten so used to max
ing this kind of speech to Vic
thai she had become quite adept.
And again. Vic was so in love
with the manner in watch she
delivered her lecture. that all his
anger melted.
az lust want friends who 1 can
like and respect, and you are
rice Vic" she had s3fi. III you
would only try to be and not
imagine all sorts OF jealous
things"
she made no mention of Harold
Wescotts help in finding the
pretty little apartment and she
hoped Ginger would not say any
thing.
How in Heavens name can
Won manage to get along alone
like that?" Vic asked, you're
lust a kid starting out. I'll say
you're progressing. You must
have inherited some money"
mo. I didn't inherit any
money" Nancy answered. Il got
q raise and decided that sur
roundings are important, and I'm
willing to make lot Of sacri-
fices"
Must have been a big raise,
I'll say" Vic said.
ooh, not so big" she laughed.
"Oh, for the love of Mike, let's
cut the arguin'" Ginger inter
rupted. Nancy's seem things the
way she wants to see 'em and
what's 1t our business anyhow?
She's going to study TO be a
business woman instead OF
mo lei. Well. don't blame her.
Sometimes / think modelin' is
pretty rotten. The only thing is
YOU can sleep mornings"
Ginger, good old Ginger. She
had a way Of breaking into things
lust at the right moment.
Now as she reviewed all these
thiuss they seemed far away.
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the door. Her thick. tawny lashes
were long on her pale cheek.
II don't know why you've been
so good to mer' Joan said CRATE
fully when at last she opened her
eyes
IT don't know either!' Walter
Dunno said, and slapped his black
and white checked leg. We'll
well-Uncie Walt in the Santa
Claus bushes. Haw--"
They had breakfast in q little
roadhouse just off the highway.
A bIeary-eyed waiter in coffee
stained white coat brought bacon
and eggs and buttered toast. At
the back of the empty room an
other waiter mopped the floor,
with resentfui eyes on them.
They don't seem to want
peopIe for breakfast
"No-breakfast amt their spe-
ciaIty-haw. haww and he reared
again.
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II tell you that guy Wescott
is a big bum. Lettin' you off
three afternoons a week so you
can go to business college. Gettin'
so interested in finding you quiet
place to study.
Say, il he's the boy I think
he is. he's more interested in his
steno's ankles than the way she
takes his dictatin.'
"Dictatin'-ya-a-a-. But not the
kind of dictatin' that's put in
all them funny little curley-cues
in a note book"
Nancy remembered how she had
tried to make Ginger see things
the right way. She had explained
that Wescott would have done as
much for any girl, Harriet even,
only Harriet stiffened up every
time he came near her ana
looked more like stick Of wood
than a girl who was actually IN.
fatuated with the man she worked
for.
DO as much for any girl?
Say, you're the innocent Goldie
Locks. right. You'll learn. just
remember that once you're settled
in that little chintz heaven up
there that Ginger's your friend
still. Don't be gettin' so high
hat you forget me, eh, kiddo9'
Ginger answered her own ques-
ton. With one Of the bewilder-
ing changes so characteristic of
her, she said:
Forget me! Just you try it.
I'm not goin' TO let you forget
me because I'm goin' to be calm
often at that little old love nest.
Just to see how you're gettin'
along"
Love nest?' Nancy had ex-
claimed.
Ginger Warden, what do you
mean by love nest?''
We'll" Ginger had drawled.
That was all--weH
Nancy had read about the So
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ROY L. FOLEY

Life seemed to be flowing along
almost too early for her all at
once. She had to pinch herself
every once in while to realize
it was not a dream.
She spread out her arms and
stretched luXuriously. She was so
warm, her senses so satisfied with
all the prettily furnished rooms.
I'm happy, oh, so happy"
The words died on her lips,
blighted in their very utterance,
for she knew that she had no
right to he entirely happy. Not
with a letter like that in the
top drawer of the spinet desk by
the window. She jumped out of
time, she decided-and went
bed--she would stay up this
straight to the desk. So often
she had been tempted to tear
that letter into a thousand bits,
but Just as often some force re-
strained her.
1t would be a sacrilege to tear
up one of Muddy's letters. Nancy
loved the wavering hand Ig;
to tear a sheet that Muddy wrote,
when it was so hard for her to
manage a pen. when she had put
so much of herself into the words,
would have been like tearing at
Muddy herself; Nancy couldn't.
No, no--She had taken the letter
from the drawer a hundred times.
1t was blurred from handling, and
from Nancy's own tears. Each
time she had taken 1t out she had
put it back again.
Her little bare feet flew over
the carpeting of the bedroom.
Her hands fumbled in her purse
for the key. Would she never
find It'll The drawer stuck. She
jerked it, pounded her fists against
1t until her fingers hurt. Every
time she opened that drawer for
the letter her fingers seemed to
be all thumbs. She dropped
things.
Continued Tomorrow
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quite a while since / fell off a
load OF hay. Don't waste any
time spinning bedtime story for
Uncle Walter. Come on-who
are you-where you going-whcrs
you fronl-and why?''
She told him. The whole story
in q dozen words. Her aunts
didn't want her to marry the man
she loved. He was in trouble.
She had slipped off the train. Site
was going back IL she had to
walk-every step of the way.
"Get-in," he said. II always
was chicken-hearted fool. Get
in. / can see trouble ahead for
Uncle Walter. Never mind get
in. We are about to break the
records for San Franz
On the long grade he talked.
Now tell me about your gweetie's
trouble. What did he do, and
why did he do it?''
She poured it all into his ears.
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Joan looked at him, family pug.
zled. She had never met anyone
who laughed 80 much. At her
slightest remark he turned purple
and broke into wheeling roars
and shouts Of laughter that al
ways ended In fit Of coughing.
you're the soundest sleeper I
ever come across" he grinned.
pushing the bacon aside and
lighting q very black cigar.
She flushed. really embarrassed
now. II was so awfully tired"
AS Joan settled comfortably be-
side him in the deeply cushioned
seat he reached over and placed
a plump ringed hand on her.
I'm minute I'm going to be
too busy hitting 1t up to talk.
Now listen. I'm a poor. chicken
hearted fool, but they aren't all
like me. I amt always sprout-
ing wings myself. Take 1t from
your Uncle Walt and don't 90
riding in any more strange cars
get me?"
She laughed at him deIightedly-
Why--you SOUND just IKE aunt
Evview
He started the motor. We'll
next time you take Aunt EWES
advice"
The miles slipped by, every
one bringing her nearer-to
Bill. Don't think failed you
I'm coming fast--fast as the
4
Another woman was coming to
Bill. Dolores, with her warm
dark eyes, and the cloud OF blue
black hair, so family, finely lined
with gray.
Its my money! she said sui
lenIy, when GerWin demurred.
IF I take notion to bail him
out, is it anything to you?"
You're my wife,
''Oh, forget IL.
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seemed q very friendly person to
Joan.
1--WE got a blister on my heel"
she smiled back. i've been walk
ing-quite a long way"
"All right-hop in. Sister
Which way, and how far? I'm
bound for Frisco myself"
why, so am L."
He looked at her a long time.
Frisco! Say-what's the gag
You're no hobo. Come on--ten
papa-wi1o you running away
from? Cruel stepmother-harsil
husband--orphan asylum"
His little blue eyes weren't
laughing now He made move
as though to go. Sorry, kid,
but l got troubles enough OF
my own"
She jumped on the running
board. Watts all right. I'd
tell you
Now listen.'' he said. "It's
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all about MiIt, and Begoni's and
the milk truck-and Bill, in
nocent, in Jail.
"Oh, my Godn' he said at inter.
walls. ooh, my God!''
Its funny / should be telling
you all this, isn't it? 1 guess it's
because I'm so tired. I don't know
what I'm doing 80
Funny he chuckled, and
threw his chewed cigar out of
the window. THAT amt the half
of it! Oh. my God poor
papar'
About this here Milt," he be-
gan when they were making an
other steep grade. What did
you say his name was?"
He looked at the girl when she
didn't answer. She was sound
asleep. her head fallen almost on
his shoulder. One narrow white
hand still clutched the handle of