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The American issue. [volume] (Westerville, Ohio) 1912-19??, 1928-04-01

Business depression in presidential years has had
its innings. Too long it the juggling politician
that occaSoned the depression.
The American issue. [volume] (Westerville, Ohio) 1912-19??, 1928-04-01

Alcohol consumed in spite of law and not
law is to blame for the hoocher'S death and S
fering
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
GOOD GIRL : By ROY |. FOLEY

did he gave no. sign and hurried
out of the dining room without
a glance behind.
s"That's what / say. Who's the
big herman brute?" Jerry added,
sis that one of the home town
boys? Looks like Gene Tunney,
Ell, Vic"
Vic FIemming was angry. His
scowl and the manner in which
he was nervously folding and I'M
folding his napkin told more plain
ly than words that he resented
Nancy's cordial greeting of John
Blair, and the way she had talked
to him, looking straight up into
his face, half pleading.
It flashed through Nancy's
mind that her manner with John
must have looked suspicious TO
anyone who didn't know what
she was saying. Vic F'lemminS
thought she was flirting, giving,
him baby talk the vamp stuff.
as Vic would put it. The thought
came to her that even though she
were flirting, it was none of Vic
business. Besides, John Blair
might have been an old friend,
very dear friend, a relative even.
Again she was feeling a new
sensation yelling up in her heart'
Every hour, it seemed, she was
discovering she was capable Oh
new feelings, that she had 70
make decisions, think for herselI
as she had never had to think De-
fore.
Vic grabbed her by the wrist.
"Sit down he commanded.
Nancy snatched her hand away.
Her own eyes were flashing now.
The little gold glints in them be
gan to shine. They always did
when her "dander was up" Dairy
O'Day often said,
"Vic F'lemming, what do you
mean?" she demanded.
II mean Just this" he said be-
tween his teeth. Il mean that
I'm not going to have you flirting
with any big bimbo while you re
out with me. You're my girl when
you're with me, understand ana
IL there any CoolHS W pe uohC
in any guys face, it's my face
that gets it. See? I'm your papa
tonight and 1 want you to re-
member it,"
Nancy had never had anyone
talk to her like this before. she
opsned her mouth to defend her
self against the injustice OF his
anger, but no words would come.
"Whv Vic Flemming-"
"Don't let him bluff you Goidle
Locks" Ginger broke In.
"You keep out of this!
Vic turned on Ginger, his face
getting redder and redder as mis-
anger increased.
Nancy didn't know whether TO
cry or to fight. The people at
other tables were staring at them
she bit her lip. She decided she
was through with crying IL ever
she was to get along In this amaz'
ing new world into which she had
been hurled so suddenly.
"Vic Flemming, please listen!
(To Be Continued Tomorrow
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

Continued from Local page)
ton, her home town that she had
left only yesterday morning. At
Fond du Lac she was likely to be
seen by any number of people
from Appleton. The Appleton
people often drove down to Osk.
kosh and Fond du Lac in an eve.
ming.
What IL someone should tell
Mud and Dairy that they had seen
her in the company of these peo-
pie. The thought terrorized her.
She looked at Vic. He was sporty
looking, undoubtedly. with his
very light felt hat turned down
all around, his checked topcoat,
his florid face. He had the look
of a man about town. There was
his walk--eVen that betrayed him.
And Ginger! Though Nancy was
beginning to feel that underneath
Ginger's hard manner. her slang
and her extreme dressing. there
was a good heart, yet she blushed
at the thought of any OF the APP
pIeton felix's seeing her in Gin.
gers company.
Ginger's unusually high heels
and her unusually short skirt. her
unusually painted mouth caught
every eye wherever she went.
And Jerry was companion to
both. He. plainly, was living for
a good time and> was having 1T.
Vic put one arm around Nancy,
pulled her over to him, ana
started to sing:
At shutdown.
Every little breeze is singing or
love undying
At sundown-'
Every little bird is resting and
feather nesting
At Shutdown
The car was heading straight
north. The western sky still
bore streaks of red in piles of
black clouds. Ginger and Jerry
took up the refrain, started tap.
ping their feet in time to the
singing. How happy they seemed.
why she was so trOubless; why
there seemed to be such weight
over her heart. She was younger
than any of them and yet she
was the heaviest hearted.
The car was speeding again,
faster and faster. 1t was glorious
to feel the power of it. to watch
the gIistening hood in the twi-
light. Exhilaration crept into her
blood. AS though she was shaking
off an old coat, she tried to
shake off the feeling of guilt,
of dread. She started to sing
with the others
Every little breeze Is singing OF
love undying
At sundown---"
That's the stuff. kiddo," Vic
said, II knew you'd come out of
1t. l never knew a blonde yet
who could stay silent. You've
been trying to keep something
from us. Acting. Ell, kiddo?
Trying to make believe you're
just a denure little country girl,
but we're wise, kiddo. We're
wise"
Nancy didn't answer. She
started to sing again.
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

where Ginger and Vic and Jerry
were sitting.
"Oh no. that's not She"
Nancy lied again. She asked
him If he wouldn't come over 70
meet her friends. She put the
question to him hoping against
hone that he would decline.
THANKS. but I'd better be on
r,y wav Just dashed in here
for a bite between trains, ne
saId. He picked up his check.
"Rv the way, did you see How
ara Wescott?" he asked.
thankful that she could say
yes TO this, Nancy fairly poured
ant the story of her trip to the
Wear.Ever knitting Mills, and
of her new job.
nm going to work in the morn
ing" she said, we're going to
start home as soon as we have
something to eat so l can get a
good nights sleep"
He looked down at her, and
under his gaze Nancy felt ne
must sense her embarra ssment.
She hated to conceal anything
from Johnnie was so honest, SO
decent.
"WelI, good luck" he said. lie
held out his hand. Nancy grasped
n her own little hand lost In
the bigness of his. She looked
nm at him. Her voice took on
trace OF petulancy.
John, you won't tell Mud and
Dairy you saw me, will you?
yrt,axy ,1oiphf WORRY Won nFObaDlE
won't see them, but just in case
YOU do. They'd wonder what l
was doing up here"
She was surprised at her own,
voice, a little ashamed of it. she
was putting things into it that
were never in her voice before,
but the thought of Mud anad
Dairy, dear old souls, fearful
of the wicked world into which
they had reluctantly let her go,
made her desperate.
NO. certainly not" John prom.
ised. Don't worry about that.
I'll probably be passing through
Milwaukee one of these days to
make a report. I'll look you up"
He wrung her hand until 1t
tingled and walked out of the
dining room past the giddy, noisy
gatherings of Ginger and Jerry,
and past the scowling Vic FlemS
ming. -
"Who's the big sheik?" Ginger
asked as soon as John Blair
he must have heard her. II he
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

The dinner hour was over at the
Retlaw Hotel when Vic's car
pulled up at the entrance. In
the lobby Nancy gave a hasty
glace about to see II there was
anyone from Appleton who might
know her.
Here we go, ,kiddo, ready?"
Jerry called to the girls. They
walked into the dining room and
were led to a table not 10 feet
away from a table at which q
man was eating. He looked up
over his paper as the four were
seated.
His eyes met Nancy's. They
were the blue eyes of John Blair.
Her throat went dry. The
very thing she dreaded most had
happened. The very person, OF
all persons, she didn't want to see
was sitting there, smiling,
puzzled look on his face.
why, John Blair!"
Nancy decided that she would
have to face the situation, that
she mustn't look confused. Blair
stood up and she walked over to
his table, held out her hand.
Don't tell me you've left Mil.
waukee so soon" he said. 'YOu
didn't get scared out so quickly,
did you? Going back home?"
mo. oh no." Nancy said. II
-I-just met some friends last
night and they asked me TO go
for ride with them. Before
We knew 1t we were in Fond du
Lac, and"
Blair's eyes travelled from
Nancy's flushed face to the table
across the aisle. Nancy mag
lned he was taking inventory OF
the trio. Vic Flemming was
Glowering at her and him. Ginger
was daubing more carmine on
her lips. one slim leg in its
nude" silk stocking was sticking
out into the aisle.
Nancy decided she would have
TO bluff 1t through. Since she
mad left home she found herself
doing all sorts of things she had
never been called upon to do be.
fore.
Blair's eyes met hers again. He
asked ner II she had gone 10 the
blue triangle. Nancy had to
confess that she hadn't.
You see / met this girl friend,
and she asked me to 90 home
with. her. So did, And
haven't had a minute to 60 to
the Triangle" she fibbed.
rs that the girl?" John asked.
lie nodded toward the table
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
Life Love and Adventure We're Lndas for the Taking and
She Found Plenty of Each During Her Wild

z s i
They started off through the
.eibiIant slalsh OF Mulberry Place.
Lights were out In the front win
SIows Of frugal Faculty Row when
1inda'a cab entered the street.
And lights were on in the bay
windows of dining rooms. 1t
was now seven.thirty, and Faculty
Row was meekly consuming. its
bread pudding, its rice pudding
Rnd its cottage pudding, made
from the remains Of Sundays
sponge cake. It was even
nibbling iaeroically at its stewed
prunes.
Linda dismissed her cab near
the corner. A pretty pass, that
she must protect her friends
against her own reputation, not
allow anyone to see her entering
DIR. Primes bungalow. lest she
injure Or. Prime.
When the man had driven
away, she walked slowly down the
sidewalk toward the bungalow.
Its front windows, too. were dark,
but she knew that DIR. Prime al
ways had dinner at home, in the
little breakfast room behind his
study.
she, went up the porch steps al.
most bllthely. Arthur Graham
was now the only soul in Mar
bury who could be counted on to
believe the truth and consign
liars to the devil. , She did not
know quite what she meant to say
TO him. But words would come,
and with them relief.
She wondered at the snow piled
on the porch. 1t seemed not to
have been packed, down by the
tread Of feet. She was reaching
out to knock when her feet struck
something solid in the snow. The
knock resounded through the
house. as she stopped in the dark
TO examine the object she had
stumbled over.
Al moments digging in the snow
brought forth a heap Of papers.
Linda counted six newspapers,
rolled and crooked for hurting
from sidewalk to porch. Beside
them was a little pile OF what
seemed to be circulars and en-
yelopes.
She examined the mail box. 1t
too. was overfloWing with papers.
Hurriedly, she Knocked again. and
the black interior of the house
rang with the noise. 1t must have
been several minutes before she
moved. 80 81
Leaving the porch. she walked
around the driveway where she
KIDD the professor had run down
Dean Ella Steur with the bicycle.
There were lights now In the
Eteuer dining room, where Dean
Ella was expounding on the vir.
tues of stewed prunes. for the sake
Of a somewhat grabbed husband.
Linda sllrank outside the square
of light reflected from. the Steuer
windows. and made her way on
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
CHAPTER rs

Il
For a moment they sat, Linda
on the couch and Thomas Noon
light on the floor. staring at each
other.
Two more blows struck the
door.
Linda jumped to her Feet and
ran to the door. Thomas Noon
light mustered enough presence
OF mind to Chamber to his feet
and smooth his rumbIed hair.
The girl flung open the door. a
lanky, sIeepy-1ooking bell-boy stood
on the threshold, thrustfng for
ward e small tray bearing . yell
low envelope.
She took II gingerly, still nm.
strung BY this rude invasion on
romance. The boy lifted his brows
and looked at the empty tray. At
that. Tom strobe forward and
dropped coin upon 1t. The boy
gave him an ugly wink and went
away.
Tom was just doubling up his
fists and starting after him when
an exclamation from Linda made
AA1AA 0IOPs
She had torn the envelope open
with trembling fingers and was
reading the message It contained.
Tom saw her eyes dilase. and
rushed toward her.
She crump1ed the paper in her
hand and stared at him.
what Is it. Linda?" he cried
selling her arm.
She shook her head. turned away
from him and walked back to the
couch. "Tommy.'' she said,
cant go away with you-right
now. I can't ever 60 till things
are cleared up here.
He went red. why not?"
She looked at him piteously. II
Just can't. 1t wouldn't be fair"
He wheeled on her eyes burning
dark. Fair to whom? What is
there TO consider, but you and me?
Whom win it hurt, II We do get
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

on by whole village. maybe
you'd have chip on your
shoulder too, Tommy"
His arms frightened around her
''You will marry me. then. Linda?
You will marry me and go away
from Marbury at once and be
happy ever after2"
She frowned and drew away
from him q little. Go away at
once, Tim! But wouldn't that look
as though"
1T would look as though YOU
loved me and didn't give a damn
for these old maids and cats and
Rabbits in this town" he inter-
rupted fierceIy, tightening his
arms about her.
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

) where she was. No one could an
noy her.
The telephone rang insistently,
while she still stood gazing at the
bare spaciousness of the room.
Linda" said Thomas Moonlight,
"I'm in the lobby. / want to come
up and talk to you. I've got to-
I come. right away
Linda swallowed convulsiyely
/ two or thrc times before she
could reply. Forming her lips for
a mo" she uttered 4 faint "All
right" and dropped the receiver
on Its hook.
she was sitting. still in hat
and cloak, on the bed, staring
into space, when his impatient
rap sounded ON the door, The
spurious color of her cheeks
had drained away.
Thomas Moonlight walked
straight toward her when she
opened the door and took her
in his arms. Linda he said.
very low, with his lips against
her hair, Linda"
She chung to him. unable 70
speak, unable even to weep.
He picked her up bodily and
carried her to the ugly over.
stuffed couch by the window
and laid her upon the cushions.
She did not move, even to lift
her lids and look at him.
rive been calling you, look.
ing for you all day" he said,
kneeling beside her, with one
arm under her head. II was
frantic when they told me again
and again that you weren't
there. I've been so worried
about last night, Linda. Tell
me. was 1t right for me to
leave. or would it have been
better for me to stay and face
1t out? didn't dare let her
catch you in negligee after mid
night, with me like that.
She smiled q little. 1t didn't
matter. She knew someone was
there. but she didn't know
whom. After all. what differ
ence? I'm suspected of an amour
with Simon and with Doyle.
Why not you tOo?"
The boy caught his breath and
drew away from her. don't
that" He got up and STROBE
across the room nervously. She
lay with eyes closed. He turned
and saw her face. white and
drawn. against the dark green
cushions. and he came back 10
her.
Linda. dear, / don't blame
you for being angry with me. |
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
Career at College

!, toward DIR. Primes back porch.
Proceeding cautiously up the back
steps, she stopped just in time to
avoid crashing into regiment of
six milk bottles standing on the
top step.
The sight of the six bottles
changed her mind for her. No use
to 20 on knocking and sSuiking
about the house of man absent
six days from home.
Linda walked back to the street
slowly, with her head dropping.
There was now nothing left to do
but set out for the tavern and stay
there until further word came !
from Simon Whitlock. She remem-
bered duly that she had not told
the telegraph people where to de-
liver her messages. She must
call them up as soon as she reached
the hotel.
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
married tomorrow,

MaETIeu tOInVEIUW
Eve got TO stay, she repeated
mechanically I've got to clear
myself for somebody else's sake,
and make the university take me
back. 1 hadn't told You got
notice OF expulsion this morning.
But this catasthr0pe he passed
over without 4 word, and forced
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

Linda sat up and gently lifted
his arms away. Then she sat gaz.
ing at him, all flushed and young
and towzle- headed as he was. The.
two locks of brown hair over his
temples were doing the Pan act
again, and he had q snudge or
SCOT across one cheek.
She leaned forward and drew
him to her. II don't give b dsmn,
she said, very softly.
"A pounding on the door struck
them apart as though physical
arm had been thrust between
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
CHAPTER II

And at the moment there was
only one way of reaching the
hotel--on her own two feet. She
started out with forced briskness,
under the stark tree branches Of
Faculty Row. Soon the strong
wind and the biting cold forced her
into a. combat which thrilled and
invigorated, blotting out the minor
conflicts which civilized society
had set up against her.
The clerk at the tavern had
been all ago. for an hour or more.
The porter had announced to him
that the notorious Linda Waldron
was about to descend upon the
hotel, that the trunks were already
brazingIy proclaiming her name in
large letters in the baggage room.
Marbury papers had already,
even in that little backwater
town, taken on some OF the color
of the New York tabl0ids-tO the
extent of referring to Linda in all
the murder extras as 1.-THE beauti-
full blonde coed on whom suspicion
has fixed his cruel and steely eye.
That may have been why the
clerk, looking up from his ledger
directly into Linda's face. knew,
her al ones for what she was.
Coming In from the boisterous race
before the wind, she had whipped
up a rich color that belied her
Swallowed eyes Her hair, flying
out from the little felt hat, was
enthusiastically blonde and beautiful.
The clerk trembled and stammered
as he handed her the pen. and
tried to read the name she wrote
without seeming to read it.
Linda found herself at last in
q large square bedroom overlook
ing Broadway. She stood in the
midst OF her baggage, looking
about her. This big corner room,
with its curtained windows and its
smooth white bed seemed a citadel
of peace and solitude. Here. at
least, she had reached a haven cut
off from all the feverish, raucous
life of the campus. No one knew
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
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Read How the Heroine Of This Thrilling Mystery StOr!
Became Implicated in the Staying Of Notorious
Underworld Character

her back to the personal Issue.
sWhy can't we be married now,
Linda? what's happenedg" His
eyes travelled to her hand. still
clutching the yellow paper. on
~ that's IL. You've heard from
simon, and you're going to let him
stop our wedding.
Gro BE Continued Tomorrow
The Washington times., 1928-08-17

was an awkward fool. to pro-
pose marriage to you Ike that.
Linda, dear, 1t wasn't just d
way out Of the scandal. think
you know that. But you didn't
give me a chance to explain.
You go around with that wretched
chip on your shoulder, just
waiting for someone TO knock 1t
off Your pride III what has
always stood between us, Linda.
You wouldn't give me a chance.
You wouldn't trust me-"
Linda opened her eyes and
smiled YEARLY. "If you'd waited
on table and made beds and
emptied sIops and been insulted
by drummers and looked down
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
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warning bell unauthorized NEEDLES with the object
is set to protect
The Washington times., 1928-08-17
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The Washington times., 1928-08-17

Turkey BGnishing Old Customs
Turkey dropping many Already the fez
abolished, poEgamy is banned freed from the
ven, religion is secuarzed the sultanate is ehded
YoungstownskeÌ SlovenskeÌ noviny = Youngstown Slovak news. (Youngstown, Ohio) 1910-1940, 1928-01-13

|rit Ak6 s p1ek Is jeh9 hstnoc
Ito nsinohol tcveaat nik, nsfvj
neboly atda Y p6risdltt.
|p Nal som prave odeestcvat's !
|ked som no Dol 4navstdvit Y ne
mocnni. Bol III dplne sdtavy, my
slim, Se wv drnheho lha NH bold
dobre, nebol spokojny 50 svojcu
|nedobrovol l'nou vazbou Y tlelnoc'
niei. Chcel isthvon.
Podarilo 50 mi tiez dofyediet'
sa Cd neho pri1inu tel next 'astnei
prihody. Bplo to skutocne vide
ME a taky silny naval spotnienok,
ze mu to teaner spatalo ruky 4
ked potion sa dbratil proti slnku.
Dol koniec. 60 robil potoni, ked'
sa zastavil motor, to nevedel. Ne.
vedel tiaz, a'ko sa dostal dole a do
nemocnice. Vie vsak, he sa m,l
nieco snivalo, hovoril .vraj 8 Vie.
rou, sue presvedGeny, lie padne do.
lie a zabije sa...
UE som no Y Fl. nenasicl, he'd
som sa vratil. Bol som sa spytat
velitel'a, 60 50 S MIN stalo. Ho-
voril mi:
Nemohol som 81 nechat' m
zodpovednost' eloveka, kfory "a.
spal v lietadle vo vyske sta me-
troy 5 otvorenymi ocami. Ny po-
trebujeme stroje
TAX nastdpil moi nadporucik
nest 'astnl put pilota, $ ktorym
ide chyr, ze dostal vo vzduchu
svoj okamih, ktory je bezpecnou
znamkou konca energie silly.
Predpisy zabranujn lehcovi let,
ked sa zle cfti,' ale nemozu Inu
zabranit' ably no hore neprepadly
myslienky, ktorymi ma elovel
ma zemi dost prace.
Velitel' potreboval stroje! l'ud-
ske stroie, ktore nesmia "vyne-
chavat'" tax, ako sa to stalo pi-
lotovi, ktory podl 'ahol snu svojej
bolesti nest 'astia.
YoungstownskeÌ SlovenskeÌ noviny = Youngstown Slovak news. (Youngstown, Ohio) 1910-1940, 1928-01-13
Nsporos,11aenie.

Bol den nAsFtev 10 vSzeni, .
preto bolo dost refofmatoriek
Povie iedna K vazhovi
MOI nily, iifam, Ge3 "a ter
cas-, Do ste til ste 81 vsetko pre-
mysleli 3 rozhodli sa svoje chyby
napravit'.
Ano,s pani. Verte mi, ze ked'
bud1cne Snieeo pferediem, tieto
ruky buda mat r,1kayice nayle-
Gene!