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Douglas daily dispatch., 1928-02-24
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929 G Avenue Telephone 119
Douglas daily dispatch., 1928-02-24
TIME TABLE
PICKWICK STAGE
SYSTEM

Leaving Douglas
WestbOuhd
7:30 A. M. For all points west.
11:00 A. M. For Bisbee only.
y Except Sunday
2:15 p M. For Bisbee, Tomb
stone and Nogales.
Except Sunday
$3.50 p. M. For all points west.
Eastb0und
900 A. M. Lordsburg, Deming,
Ell Paso, Silver City, Anna
rillo, st. Louis, Chicago and
Detroit.
7:30 p. M. Lordsburg, Deming,
FL PaSo and Amarillo.
Arriving at Douglas
From the West
7:35 A. M. From all points west
los P. M. From Bisbee only.
Except Sunday Z
AIS p. M. From Bisbee, Tomb ;
stone and Nogales
Except Sunday
6:10 P. M. From all points west
From the East
6:45 A. NJ. From Lordsburg,
Denning, FL Paso and Amarillo 4
7:10 P. M. From all points {
east.
All Stages Depart From
PickwiCk Stage Depot
1924 G Ave. Phone 80
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ERRATIC PRICES
MARK TRADING
ON N. Y. MARKET
{ BY the Associated Press)

Total stock sales l,766, 100 shares.
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METAL QUOTATIONS

The average daily quotations for
"copper" silver and New York lead as
carried by the Engineering and Mining
Journal for the week ending Feb.
16, are as follows; Copper. 1885; Sill
yer, $40; N. Y. Lead. 637.
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a glow dancing in her vefns--con-
scious that little by little, that
she'd been all wrong ABOUT Howard
Westcott-Hadn't ne just called
her a Queen?
Wasn't he treating her with
every mark of respect? AS for
Maybelle and her horrible insinua.
tions-they came from a mind
that thought evil--As they pro-
ceeded TO eat leisurely of the dishes
brought by an attentive waiter,
Westcott refilled their glasses,
unos t ntatiously, meticulously.
Wont hurt you." he assured her,
do you good - you know
wouldn't offer it to you otherwise"
Oh he must love her! He was
so solicitous; gradually her fears
of the early evening vanished in
a rosy cloud. Her eyes sparkled
with the sparkle of the wine as
though its thousands of little
bubbles had blossomed within her
blood into smiles. Her cheeks
glowed; sWestcott looked at her
almost chOkingly; he was saying
to himself: Lord, she's a beauty
LUCKY ii say am.
They danced and she felt his
nearness; it was a delicious sensa-
ton to have his arms about her:
to sway with him to the rhythm
of the music; she danced as she
had never danced before, like a
sprite on the toes of inspiration.
1t was wonderful, intoxicating.
obliterating.
The clock was striking IL when
they headed for the city: and this
time Nancy was Warm-warm all
oVer-in her body. in her brain
gone were disturbing thoughts
she was happy-happier than she
had ever been before. She was
with him. the man she loved
and he loved her-she knew he
did--he must-he couldn't look
at her like that II he didn't
and when they reached the little
flat he would tell her--there in
the quiet he would repeat earnest.
~ this time what he had merely
limited. at before~-repeat his love
and ask her to marry him.
They reached the apartment
building just before midnight:
they were the only passengers in
the small elevator; they entered
the tiny flat unseen.
Very tenderly Wescott removed
the raccoon coat: his hands were
trembling. His eyes had such a
strange look in them that Nancy
trembled TOO.
Come. here" he said. leading
her to the couch near the shaded
lamp. lets sit down and talk
things over -
But he didn't talk-he drew her
TO him and almost crushed her;
he kissed her lips. her threat. her
hair. "Nancy-little Golden Head
tell me--you love me--don't
your he asked brokenly.
She wak trying TO push him
away, trying to and yet not want.
Ing to--what was the use of try
Ing to fight him? Her heart was
pounding so she was afraid II
would choke her--so she feared
he'd hear 1t.
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CHAPTER Xxx
CARTS blinked when he had his
first sight of Ruth, waiting with
Rollo in the lobby OF the big
hotel.
she floated toward him. Rollo,
sparkling with reflected glory,
bringing up in the rear. A royal
barge. trailing slight, black
dory. The fur coat that the late
Gillespie had given her, the close
fitting silver gown, shining with
q faint blue light, the rhinestone
head band, the eight or nine
bracelets. she had them all on,
every one.
Now that we're all here
lets eat?" Rollo suggested, for
getting that he wasn't the host.
He beamed at Joan through
the thick glasses that lent vision
to his near-sighted eyes. ''Look-
ing beautiful as ever. In fac
in fact Five whiskys and
sodas on an empty stomach had
left him a little less about con-
sonants-"I don't know when
I've seen you more beautiful.
Let's drink the same toast we
drank last time we all got drunk
ogether-Beautiful women-Ow!
Who kicked me-"
Nobody kicked you. You're
drunk Ruth cried angrily. You
do make me tired-always tank
ing up before the party starts
somebody cert'nly did kick
me. Come to think of lit. it was
YOU. Recognize the rhinestones
in your heel-been kicked be-
fora-ha~
Curtis hand found Joan's under
the tablecloth. He covered it with
his. proteckngly. You mustn't
mind them" that steady. kindly
touch meant. "I'll take care of
But Joan could not meet his
gaze. She knew why Ruth had
kicked Rollo, Warning him to be
quiet. Not to speak of Bill
II was about to say, when
was stepped on" Rollo continued
with dignity, that I would pro-
pose the same toast-the same
toast"
1.-The same toast that you did on
the night Bill and Ruth and yotf
and l had dinner here together"
Joan said clearly. And all OF
sudden she felt better. Why
shouldn't Curtis know about that?
What was wrong2 And she
wouldn't share secrets with Ruth.
Ruth with her diamond bracelets
and fur coats
''Exac'ly." Rollo beamed. Just
what l was going to say. Now
what was the toast"
Ruth leaned back in her chair
and looked at Joan long and
searehingly. the thin pencilIed line
of her brows family arched into
Why-why-
Curtis was ordering the dinner,
an elaborate. carefully chosen din
ner that impressed the waiter ami
Ruth. He did not seem to hear,
but when they left the table to
dance he asked. Who is Bill,
Joan?"
A school friend OF mine
Rollo knows him too that's
how Ruth met him and l
came here TO dinner with them"
There-it was out. Shed told
him. They went on dancing. Joa n
. felt strangely light, like a balloon.
Happy. too, awfulIy happy. Elk
cept for the little heavy place in
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her heart, that would always hurt
- : always $3.50
when did you come here with
them?"
"one night-when you were in
the North.
II wouldn't do it again. They're
not your kind, Joan. And lets
break this up as early as we de.
Gently can. / should have had
more sense than to ask them.
Fuzzy head Is too terrible. Lord
II suppose / have to dance Win
1t t00-pity mel!
They laughed. The music flowed
over them, lifting them into it's
warm, pulsing cadence. The lights
faded, turned amber and rosy and
dim. The other dancers were
shadows. only they were real
again, alone in a crowded room.
Love me?" he smiled.
Sort off,
He laughed again, gently, con.
fidently. "Damn-the music's
stopped!'
She was laughing too, happily.
so glad of Curtis love 80
glad - Malsie and Curtis
both loving her, and she
lovins them
In the dressing room, being
helped into their coats by a
sleepy maid. Ruth turned to Joan
with a curious expression in her
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By ROY L. FOLEY

Of regret that she had waited
until now to go to that grand
father and to identify herself and
tell the things her own father
had told her to tell.
She would go to the Deanes
now. Yes, she would go this very
night, late as it was III Mont
gomery Deane was dying he had
right to know what she knew.
She looked up and saw Wes-
colt coming toward her. What
is it dear?" he asked.
She held out the paper-pointed
to the black headline with the
startling news.
His eyes followed her finger.
He read the headline without
bending over.
Montgomery Deane. Good God?'
he exclaimed.
When he had finished he asked
br6squely: well, what of it--he's
an old man, isn't hep"
Hes Iny grandfather. My IA.
Their was Montgomery Deane, jr."
Howard Wescott didn't move
muscle, didn't even raise his eyes
from the paper as Nancy went on:
my father was the son he ban
ished so many years ago. Mr..
Deane is dying now. I wonder IL
he remembers the words he said
to my father when he drove him
from the house with his bride. He
said he never wanted to see my
father again-unIess he was in his
coffin. He"
WeScotts black eyes were riv.
eted on Nancy now.
Do you know what you're say.
ing? You're not-not, making up
some kind of a wild story are
you?'
mo. am not making up a wild
story. It's the truth. Don't you
remember l once told you my
mother was in the circus and my
father was the son of Milwau-
kee family that they lived on the
very street your fathers home
is on?"
Wescott was searching her face.
II thought that was a game you
were playing" he said, harshly.
Il didn't quite believe that. How
could II"
II am going over to the Deanes
now" Nancy went on, disregard
Ing his question. - I'm going to
tell them who I am. I must.
Can't you see must?"
We'll. don't say anything about
me. Don't mention my name"
Wescott uttered the words
quickly. with look of sudden
concern in his dark eyes. His
voice was ierky and there was a
tone in it new to Nancy.
Don't say a word about me.
I-I-well, I don't want to get
mixed up in anything. You see,
our family knows the Deanes
we'll. You understand. OF course.
1t wouldn't look right IL people
discovered I'd been coming up
here like this"
For the first time in the
months she had known him, Mere
was a cowardly look in hiss yves.
For the first time since she met
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GOOD GIRL

Please" she was wavering.
"please. HowaN--pltNse don't
She was saying this. lying to her.
self, meaning yes. yes. DC love
you--I do"
There. there" he became sud.
denly gentle, Tets be comfy now
you trust me don't you--I want
to hear you say that"
"Why of course I do" her
throat was dry as she said 1t,
"why l wouldn't be here with you
IL / didn't-swould II" she ended in
q lame little laugh
"Of course you wouldn't-now
listen Golden Head-you remember
the other night-at-he was go-
ing to say lat Dads house"
but he caught himself and said
instead-by the fire--how We
talked about a little trip. Now
why COULDN'T we go on as little
trip-for a couple of months-we
could stop in New York and
'The Little Church Around the
Corner" wills berad Nancy, that's
what you said. wasn't it,"
But somehow Westcott didn't
answer Lnls--H6 went on Tdpluiy,
alluringly, in soft persuasive
voice, land then we could catch
a boat for the Mediterranean
Italy-Egypt-think of that-why
it'd be the most wonderful adven-
ture in the world-wait till you
stand in the dark watching the
Southern Cross-seeing the lights
In the sea"
"Oh. Howard" she gasped,
caught with the dream Of 1t,
it'd be too wOnderful---toom mar
yelous--like a VISION"
She couldn't believe that such
happiness was to be hers-she
kept wondering II she were really
she-what had she done to de.
serve all this
And we'd belong to each 9th
er." he kissed her dropping eyes,
Wed enjoy 1t all together--away
from the city--the noise-the dirt
and little Golden Head--Iittle
Golden Head
She was in his arms now-her
brain swimming-her senses reel
ing-there was no more resistance
in her; his lips were on hers and
her arms were about his neck
wanting to be there.
lie loved her--that was all that
mattered-she was conscious. duly
conscious that he was lifting her
carrying mewhere-some-
where.
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the fire. Three o'clock. and RoIIo
not home yet.
He thought Of himself at
RolIo's age. The long days IN the
factory, the nights he had sat at
the dining room table, after Kate
had cleared away the dishes.
studying algebra and grammar.
things he hadn't had the chance
to learn at school.
Poor Kate IL want
much fun for her. "I'Il make Il
UP to her some day" he han
thought "A silk Dress. a seal.
skin coat. stylish go-cart for the
baby
And then when the time came.
when he could have given her
everything It was too late
she was dead. ''I'll give it all to
the boy" he had thought then,
and IL there's any way OF her
knowing in that place wher0
she's gone, she'll be glad, she'll
smile to herself and she'll think,
Isn't it wonderful. all Emmett
could do for the lad -
All the dreams, and the
hopes : for nothing. This
great barraclk of . house, and he
all alone in It..
.'It's no USE" he thought Bit
terly, i've made al failure Of It
all, but I'll have one more try
-f'n have q talk with him-H I
have to sit up till noon"
They stumbled up the stairs at
last, his SON and Bill Martin, the
boy who was going to do 80 much
in the oil fields, who was going to
do so much for Rollo.
Come in. he said gruffly.
i've got something to say.
There was a scuffle, mumbled
words. "Rollo's pretty well shot.
sir, hadn't you better let him
sleep it off, and talk to him in
the morning?
It was Martin talking. Rollo
plodded solemnly on up the stairs.
I'll talk to you, then, II you're
in any state to be talked tc.
Bill followed him stiffly into the
library. His tie had come loose,
his dark hair was standing on
end.
"a nice looking pair you are
sit down."
Bill sat down. Sat looking at
his well -manicured hands, waiting
for what Old Man Reyes had to
say. He knew what 1t would be.
A TRADE against the sort OF COM
pany he and Rollo were keeping.
They had been hitting it up" as
Rollo called it, since he came
home.
IT won't have any more of this
in my house. Coming in all hours
OF the morning. Drunk. Drunk.
Drunk. Chasing around with God
knowsswhat company, you and my
boy. l tried to give you a chance,
William. I sent you down to the
oil fields, put you to work at twice
what you were worth"
eTo be continued tomorrow.)
Copyright, 1928, by King Features
Syndicate, Incl
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Almost before she knew 1t she
was by Towards side speeding in
the cold air toward The Chalet;
she was not cold. not physically
cold, the raccoon coat laughed
at the biting wind and yet she
shivered.
Wescott's hand sought hers
for second. What's the mat
ter: cold?"
NO. no-oh, no. I'm warm
as toast
That's the girl"
Nancy sank back: she couldn't
ask him now-speeding at 40 an
hour-but later-yes, she would
ask him later-she must know
for Mud's sake and Darry's and
oh. why did the thought OF
John Blair always bob up?
The Chalet was not too crowded
and the table Wescott selected
was in a far corner. Mys-
teriously. without any order from
him apparently two long-stemmed
glasses were there; one before
her and another before him;
i've got a little treat for you
tonight" he whispered; brought
1t along with me"-and he poured
out of a bottle concealed in
napkin a bubbling white liquid
that sparkled and gllnted.
Here's TO happiness" he said,
raising his glass and motioning to
her to do the same: her fingers
touched his just as the brims
clicked and a warm thrill ran
through her-"This'll take the chill
out OF your bones" laughed West.
colt, wonderful old vinta ge-made
for a Queen" and he bowed TO
Nancy CALAMITY.
Almost mechanically she slipped
the champagne-was conscious OF
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reached for the telephone. Get
me a lower on the Owl, will you?
Yeh. tonight. Pasadena. Well. q
compartment. drawing room-I'm
not fussy. Say, avhat's the mat
ter with the service? Oh, we'll
upper then, / gotta get out on
that train"
He was going to call Western
Union and send a wire too, but
he remembered that the hotel
stenographer had Irish eyes and
a tlimple, SO he went downstairs
and dictated it instead.
Emmett Keyes,
ISL Marina Drive, Pasadena.
'.Kill the fatted calf your dar.
ling boy is coming home stop
Tell Bill to meet the Owl to-
morrow morning. RoLLO."
Send 1t collect" he grinned,
and topped the girl dollar.
''Oh, Rolla. you pig, to go away
and leave met Ruthie cried, when
he stopped to say good-by.
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She smiled and leaning over,
kissed him squarely on the mouth.
Foolish boy!''
But the bit OF common sense
that old man Keyes had handed
down to his son, with which the
boys flippancy and laziness were
threaded, kept RoIlo from COM
pietely believing her, though his
heart ached for her. Yep. I'm
foolish" he agreed, and kissed
her back. Failing for a lemon
like you"
She laid soft hands on his siop.
ing shoulders. "RoIIO,s It's Joan
Hastings Willum has on his mind,
not me,
ooh, rats-oId Bill He's got
some other female he's sold to
though. Come up here to see
her, and they missed connections
That's really why he went
back
He came up here to see herr
Sure. Anything funny about
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him he was nervous, unequal to
a situation.
He started walking back and
forth across the small room. A
footstool that stood In front OF
the one large chair was in his,
path. and he pushed it aside with
his foot. 1t tumbled over, its
legs sticking up ridicuIously.
why didn't you tell me this
before I-before I got to know
you so well?'
He turned on her like a tiger.
an excited, almost ugly look on
his face.
why in h. didn't you saw
you were old Montgomery Deane's
granddaughter and I'd have let
! you alone. The whole damn thing
is liable to get babbled all over
town now"
Had Nancy been dashed with a
whip she couldn't have sniarted
more than she did under the
lashes Of his words. Was this the
man of half an hour ago? Then
he hadn't meant it--He wasn't in
love with her--he had meant all
the time first Toto
So Ginger and Vie were right.
In their own slangy, expressive
way, they had branded Howard as
a big bum" because they sus-
pected him of being cad. rotter.
Nancy's glorious, rose-colored.
singing world crumbled about her.
Her eyes followed Wescott as he
walked. So this was the man she
had been so infatuated with. who
always seemed to blot out the
things her heart were telling her
of John Blair.
(TO Re Continued Tomorrow
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round, bright eyes. 'why-why
in the devil did you have to drag
in Wilrum--or Bfll--as you call
HING Rollo did pull an awful
boner, but Curtis would never
have noticed 1t II you hadn't made
it worse. Now you're in for
it.
at sdon't see why"
Ruth was deliberately rouging
her lips. She watched Joan from
the mirror.
TITS no crime to go to dinner
with you and Rollo and Bill In it?
1t was nice of you to try 10 help,
Ruth, but heavens-lt doesn't
matter
Ruth's lipstiek was held in mid
air for q moment. Then she
dropped it into her vanity case,
and sharply clicked it shut.
''Oh, all right" she said, III
you feel that way about it."
When the fourth telegram from
home arrived. Rollo groaned and
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to hers as he walked.
CHAPTER 81
Nancy didn't even think where
Wescott was taking her---it didn't
seem to matter-she was living
in a beautiful dream--and Their
before he reached the door OF
the little room where she had
lain and dreamed of him so
often-a harsh voice shattered
the silence-a voice from the
world of things as they are
insistent. clamoring, the telephone
] bell tangled.
Nancy started-struggled out
of Wescott's encircling arms; got
to her feet. noticed how flushed
his face was, saw a flash OF
anger fill his eyes. a look such az
she had seen several times be-
fore when he had been crossed.
who's that?" she stammered,
"who can it be at this time or
night?"
he had said Damn" at The
Rendezvous.
He clenched his hands as she
started for the telephone.
With a hand that shook so
she could hardly hold the receiv.
err Nancy heard Muddy ODay's
lovely voice. "Is it you darlIn'?
/ seen the paper this evenln'--
YOU seen 1t too-you remember
the letter / STINT ye--don't be
waitin' darlin', don't be waitlu till
it's too late"
That was all-AMuddy's Good.
by" sounded almost like a wall.
she turned neutrality-suspicious.
the paper-what was in the pa
per? There it was on the table
folded just as she had left it-sh~
rushed to 1t. opened it--and stag.
gered back
And all the while Westcott waA
watching her-with the furious
look in his eyes of one who had
been baked by Fate
Yes, yes, it was plain enough
what Muddy meant now-her
ewes read the flaring headline
Montgomery Deane. Banker.
stricken. near death"
The paper in her hands, she
sank to the couch-"My grand
father" she murmured, my
GRANDPA Their"
She forgot that Wescott was
in the room.
She was swept with hot waves
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that7 Didn't I come up to see
your"
'Oh, RolIo, you dumbbell. Don't
you see it was Joanl They used
to be sweethearts, rot that
much out OF her. They oh-
well-why exhume the skele.
tons so he cana up to
see her, Ell? And found her with
Barstow. She wl1istIed.
so that's 1t.
He whistled, too, q long drawn
out understanding whistle. Poor
old Bill!v
Old man Keyes waited in the
library. 1t was very quiet in his
big house, the servants had long
since gone to bed. Sometimes he
drowsed a little. and once the
cigar he had been smoking fell
out Of his mouth and burned his
hand.
He got up heavily and stirred
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Don't you think you can bear
itg'
Don't go = stay while
longer"
"Can't-broke-"
"Oh!'
Yep. / gotta go home and make
myself square with the old man.
Good old man at that. You walt
till he meets you, Ruthle, he'll
pull in his irons then"
IF you don't watch out, Mar.
tin will be sQuaring himself at
your expense
II thought you liked Willum.
Don't worry about him double
crossing me, squarest kid that
ever lived. And say--to tell you
the truth, thought you were
kind of gone on him, Ruthie. I
felt pretty sick over 1t for a while,
It's Gods truth / did"
"Sillyw
mo, honest, thought you
wera--D
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Eatnor
CranberrieS

Serve Mock Cherry Pie
ReciPe-Pie crust: 8 cups
cranberries, l cup seeded
raisins, ~ cups sugar,~A
cup water, 2 tablespoons
-four, Il teaspoon salt, "a
teaspoon almond or vanilla
extract. Chop cranberries:
add other ingredients. Line
a deep pie plate with pie
crust; add filling; cover with
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an upper crust. Slit or per-
forate with fork to permit
steam to escape, and press
the edges closely together.
Bake in a moderate oven 80
to IS minutes.
Ask for Eatmor-the
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Recipe book mailed free, address:
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You'll notice
white satin low back show her back Also gown may De
is of matter at all Chee seems to be keeping herself
perfectly all right
silk with odd and exaggerated sleeves and high fng collar
nffnx
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Perfume ShOUer Baths

II advertise his wares perfumery and toilet
merchant sprays with perfume al passers and even scents
From the top window Of his store
hose shoots forth different brands OF perfume.
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dashing
mufned
kept her she f naked without the
her black velvet f lines again and you can also see that Sue
with confidence that Sue has dmpes her
Shnu Idera
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TUo Million Frogs a Year

Such big made by bulfrog hunters IN
people enjoy
decacy Louisiana suppnes the WOu
with some million frogs
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~

The door to the tiny bedroom
was open--his head was bent close
to hers as he walked.
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VOlO Go On With The Story.
By Hazel Livingston
CHAPTER Xxx
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