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Evening star., 1928-10-22

Revolution. Patrick Henry and James
Madison we're among the founders and
Patrick Henry sent his six sons there.
"For 153 years the college has strug-
gled to keep out of debt said the
Statement, land the time has come
when this burden should be lifted. 1t
is little short of incredible that after
these years of service and sacrifice, the
endowment of Hampden- Sydney should
be less than that of any standard col
lege in our country 1t is only $167 900,
totally inadequate figure, and not
single chair of learning is yet en-
dowed."
Mr. Parrish stated the board of trus-
tees had no intention to make Hamp-
den-Sydney great college numerically
A limit of 400 is set for enrolment.
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Family of Three Killed in Wreck.

CHICAGO, October % s0P).--A Chi
cago & Eastern Illinois freight train
&iped out a whole family yesterday in
o grade crossing accident at Chicago
Heights. The dead are Gerald M. Sta
pleton, 81; his wife, Mrs. Gerald M.
Stapleton, SO, and their 6-year- -old
daughter Geraldine. They formerly
lived at Parkersburg, w. Va.
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postmasters throughout the country in
communities Of population Of about
900 or more
Mr. Guggenheim said Col. Charles
Evening star., 1928-10-22

The small size of French farms has
been an obstacle to the introduction of
farm machinery, so the peasants, gen.
orally, use horses in the same way that
their forefathers did.
Evening star., 1928-10-22
PLANE GUIDE lNDORSED.
Move to Identify Towns and Cities
to Aid Aerial Navigation.

NEW YORK, october % P).-A Ma
tion-wide movement for the identif1ca-
ton of towns and cities by roof mark
ings as an aid to aerial navigation was
announced yesterday by Harry F. Gug-
genheim, president of the Daniel Gug-
genheim Fund for the Promotion of
Aeronautics.
With the cooperation of the Post
Office Department, he said, the fund
has enlisted the assistance OF 5000
Evening star., 1928-10-22

A. Lindbergh. pilots, leaders In aero
nautics, Government officials and di-
rectors of the Guggenheim Fund, all
have indorsed the movement.
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HOW PRUNES
ARE MADE

Prunes are made from certain
varieties of plums. Popularity
the word ''prune" is applied to
a dried plum Of a certain type,
or to a fresh plum capable OF
being dried in the sun without
fermenting or souring when the
pit is not removed. Hence in
some sections Of the country
some kinds of plum trees are
called "prune trees" Only GER
tain varieties Of plums are ca
pable of being converted into
prunes: most plums. if dried
with the pits in them, would
ferment and sour in the process.
Many people believe that prunes
and plums belong to different
species; they are merely vari-
cites Of ''Prunus domestica." In
other words a prune is a dried
plum. or a plum with certain
peculiar characteristics. On this
subject the late Luther Burbank
wrote to the Pathfinder as fol.
lows: "All prunes are plums.
Very few pluns are prunes in
the common acceptation of the
term. The difference is: Any
plum which has sufficient sugar
in its substance to dry without
souring is called a prune. In
France all plums are called
prunes, so that in the language
of France all plums are prunes,
while here only those that will
dry in the sun without souring
are prunes,"
Thu Pathfinder. !
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ss.But that would take so long to
Co." she argued with herself.
l3ziIys She did not do it. She
would let 1t go until the next
morning. The living room was
dusty. and she flirted q feather
buster around It for five or ten
minutes. '.But what it needs is
asyase Of flowers, to brighten it
d." she thought. "And . big.
Box OF cigarets and some scarlet
INA blue glass ash trays"
"A few cushions on. the couch
wouldn't be 30 bad, either. Big.
soft. puffy ones covered with
bgight-colored silk.
Then, just a. she was making
up her mind to go downtown to
get them, she remembered that to.
day was Saturday and that the
bank would be closed as well an
most OF the stores.
But I'll go on Monday" Lily
decided az she went through the
tiree rooms with a carpet sweeper
and the buster that simply picked
up the dust from one place to
drop IL at another.
= On Sunday morning Pat helped
her get the coffee ready and did
bis clumsy best to make toast. ;
Don't bother to fix any for
me-" Lily begged him. standing
beside him. in her orchid silk
breakfast coat and high,heeIed
mules. 81 never want anything
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NouO Go On With The Story.

but orange juice and coffee, any
way"
On Monday morning she did
not get up to get even this.
She heard the alarm clock at
six when it whirred. and shrieked
that it was time to get UP.
But she pretended to be asleep
and watched Pat get ready for
work through her lowered lashes
as she lay cuddled against her
pillows. How good looking and
nice he was, she thought, watching
him pull his khaki-colored jacket
on-and It was just too bad he
had to start out on an empty
stomach.
"still. It's his own fault" she
unused. 1T wouldn't have taken
him two minutes to put the coffee
on and eat some soda crackers
and it's selfish of him not to want
me to have my sleep out. Just
because he has to keep these
barn-yard hours, why should I?
Why should she, indeed?
ST had my breakfast at the
little 4lunchroom around the corr
ner on Boyle street" Pat said
to her that night when he came
home. ''They packed me UP some
sandwiches for lunch, tQo-the
mattresses in there. It's quite a
nice little place. /"
After that he ate breakfast
there every morning, and nothing
disturbed Lily's beauty sleep I'M
til the sun came pouring through
the blinds with its high-ncon
radiance, rousing her and telling
her that the day was going.
Then she would get up spend
a long time on making herself
look fresh and pretty, and go
to the delicatessen next door to
the restaurant for some things
for supper. Things that were
ready to eat naostly-potato salad,
cans Of baked beans in tomato
sauce or cuStard, canned spaghetti.
On Wednesday she got up early
at half past ten-and left every"
thing just as 1t was, and went
down town to buy things she
needed for the house. Her fathers
money lay in the bottom Of her
bag, and on the way downtown
in the Boyle street car, she made
a list OF the things she was going
to buy-a cook book, q smoking
stand for Pat, a reading light, a
lot Of fresh flowers, the sofa
cushions, and an electric percola-
tor and toaster.
She was filled with the best In.
tentions in the world when she
got off the car at Philborn square.
She went straight to the bank
and cashed her fathers check
first Of all.
Then she started up Albemarle
Street toward the furniture store
where she had always gone to
buy prizes for bridge parties
Dutch silver cigaret boxes or
boudoir pillows or silk and lace.
On the way she had to pass the
little speciality shop where most of
her wedding clothes had come
from-Angouleme's.
Angouleme's was a French shop
that specialized in those simple
little hand-seWn dresses that cost
small fortune-in lingerie made
of the finest silk and linen and
embroidered by French peasant
women-perfumes and powders in
boxes and bottles almost as rare
and expensive as the things they
contained.
This morning there was a single
dress in the little window, and
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ADVERTISE EN- EMIT
How to Have Soft,
Pretty White Hands

Many women will undoubtedly be
glad to know how they may have
beautiful, white, soft, pretty hands re-
gardIess of the work they do. The
secret lies in rubbing a little 1ce-Mint
into the hands occasionally preferably
inst before retiring at night. In the
morning YOU will be agreeably sur
prised at the pleasant transformation
that has been wrought by even'a single
application. Ice-Mint is made from .
Japanese product that is simply mar
.veious for it's identifying properties
whether used on the hands or race.
Researches Of what kind of work q
woman does she should have pretty
marks OF refinement A few appli locations
of Ice+Mint win actually make any
woman proud Of her hands ana slGim.
1t costs little and is sold and recon-
snendedt by GOOD druggistR ayeryWheres
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SOMETIMES PAT ATE DOWNTOWN

stlngy for = WHILE" Pat ans
Wered.
That night, lying in bed, think.
Ing things over, Lily decided
that she must always look nice
when he came home at night. She
must never let herself get down
at heel and fat and funny look
ing. as so many women who did
their own work did. And she
fell asleep trying to figure out
ways of cutting down her house
work. She thought Of one splen-
did way!
CHAPTER XXI
Lily's new plan was to 60 to
the little Boyle street restaurant
for her breakfast instead of try.
ing to get coffee and orange
juice for herself in the flat every
morning.
cit won't take any more time
to run down to the corner" she
decided, thinking it over the next
morning as she lay In bed star.
ing up at the sunlit ceiling Of
her room, ethan it would take
to fuss around here, opening
cream bottles and squeezing
oranges. To say nothing Of
washing the dishes afterward!"
She hated to wash dishes.
There was nothing about the
work around the flat that she
did, not hate, an a matter of fact.
She loathed bed making. She
despised busting and sweeping.
And as for taking care of the
soiled clothes that kept piling up
and piling up at the back of the
clothes closet-well, she just
didn't know what to do about
them.
AT must ask Pat about
Iaundries'' she said to herself that
morning on her way to the
restaurant. "He must know
where his mother sent his shirts
TO be washed" Then she re.
membered vaguely that Pat had
said something to her, not so
long ago, about washing them
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it makes slight difference. There
is SO little subtlety about these
men-how much smarter it would
have been to leave the sign up"
"What are you going to say to
Kenyon" Agatha inquired, as she
opened the door once more.
Leave It to me, ] haven't Nmo
10 tell you now"
Agatha had not been gone 10
minutes when Lucinda was called
to the front door by q violent
ringing Of the doorbeu.
Kenyon entered.
The mulatto girl su1len1y let
him in. and he brusquely said he
wished to talk to her personally.
"Come in here" Kenyon roughly
motioned to the front room. He
believed in filling the colored
race with fear.
Lucinda followed with her head
down, dragging her feet.
Lucinda" began Kenyon. EDO
you recall what you and I found
here a few mornings ago?"
Lucinda shivered ostentatiously
and nodded.
How long had you been in the
house when you came to the door
and let me in?"
''Why - why -- sAh--I had not
been out. I had just got up and
came to the do'.'
Now, Lucinda, your mistress
tells me that you were out all
night; that you did not get in
until o'clock in the morning"
what Miss Agath' say go, sab.
If Miss Agath' say where we were
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attractive when she opened the
door. She had left the bed un-
made. the dishes from her break
fast unwashed, and last nights
supper dishes piled in the sink
where she had rinsed them the
night before.
She set to work to put things
to rights, still wearing the new
French dress. It never occurred.
to her to take it off She
had bought 1t so as to be beauti.
full in Pats eyes, and .beautifm
she was going to be!
BY the time he got home At
half past six everything was In
orxaer-or what Lily called order.
The spreads were pulled up to
the top of the beds and the pill
lows laid upon them. The ash
tray on the bedside stand had
been emptied Of most Of its ashes.
The dining room table was set
with some rather sticky looking
china.
In the sloppy little kitchenette
Lilv sat on q high stool opening
cans. A can Of beans and pork,
a SS~AA~~Se9SS
can Of peaches, a can OF marsh
mallow fluff" to pour over the
peaches.
"Supper's almost ready" she
sang out, her eyes like stars
above the glory of the dress. And
Pat, looking at her, forgot his
disappointment in not finding
potatoes cooking on the stove,
coffee bubbling in the pot, and
the kind of supper that a hungry
man needs waiting for him on
the table.
He took his bride In his arms
and kissed her until she had very
little breath left in her body and
nothing but Wild happiness In
her heart.
"Oh, I love you even II you
are poor-and so stingy that q
nickel doesn't mean anything
more to you than your right
arm!' she sighed. kissing him.
"I'm sorry-but I've got to be
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ways Weakened him. ne nad toi1
her.
Lily. have Iany clean clcthes7"
He was impatient now.
Lily fell back into her pillows
and shut her eyes.
I'm not going to answer you
when you use that tone to me,
s Size waited tor him to come
and beg her pardon--to gather
her into his arms and hold her
tight and kiss her as II he never
would stop.
But be did not come near her.
She stole another quick glance at
him. He was tying his necktie
shirt, and the clean, well-grOomed
look that had first drawn her to
him was gone, in spite Of his
bodily cleanliness and his careful
close shave. He was scoWling at
his reflection In the glass.
She closed her eyes and a mo-
nent afterward she heard him go
out of the room. Surely he wasn't
going without kissing her when
he knew she was awake.
The sound of the living room
door opening came to her-then
the opening and closing Of the
door that led into the hail. He
was gone!
For moment Lily was angry.
Then she began to see that she
had been in the wrong. She
really should have sent those
clothes to the laundry. After all,
it was part Of her job to. see
that clean things were ready Tor
him every day so that he could
20 out into the world Of men
and business and keen competi-
ton, looking his best.
She sat up in bed. throwing
off the sheet and blanket that
covered her.
Two minutes later she was in
the shower, and three minutes
after that she was drawing on
her long pearl-gray chiffon stock
ings. She ran a. comb through
the bright fluff Of her hair. Fiji
teen minutes after eight, Pat
would be ordering his breakfast
in the little restaurant In Boyle
Street.
''I1l catch him, all right" she
said to herself, picking up her
hat and coat and dashing out Of
the APARTMENT. She was
going to 60 down to the restau-
rant and kiss him before he went
away for the day. She would
tell him that she had been q bad
wife to him, and beg his pardon.
Lily was very vain, and she
always pictured herself AZ she
would look doing certain things.
Now, as she ran down the
street under the blowing trees.
she pictured herself opening tie
screen door of the restaurant and
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HERSELF! Butt Of course he had
been joking.
Not that I wouldn't be glad
to wash them" she thought.
"But he'd never expect me to.
Why, that's work for q
horse or a machine!'
She remembered, too. as she
drank coffee and ate waffles at
a shining white counter, that she
had promised him that she would
not fail him II only he would
marry her-that she would do
all the things that poor mans
wife has to do, and do them will
ingly. Oh, well, people
always were making wild prom.
ises before they were married!
And who kept promises, anyway!
She went home and looked az
the mountain Of dirty clothes IN
the closet. A close, musty Cdor
seemed to come from them when
she opened the door.
She shut It quickly. II really
must send these clothes out to be
washed" she told herself. And
then forgot them!
Pat France might work by the
sweat Of his brow in greasy
machine shop or a garage all day
long. but he was one or those
scrupulously clean people VINO
never wear the same change OF
clothes twice.
thing clean-clean underclot thing,
clean socks; clean collar, and
tucked a clean handkerchief or
two into his pants pockets.
But on the following morning,
when he opened his dresser draw
ers, he found them empty.
Lily saw the blank look that
crossed his face, as she lay watch
ing him with eyes that were just
omen and that was all. He turned
to look at her and she let the
''1 .sBabeS You awake?" she
heard him ask softly, coming to
the side OF her bed. She never
moved q muscle.
Then. after q second, the closet
door suueaked and she heard him
tI1rowing out some Of the soiled
things on the bedroom floor.
She opened her eyes
again to see if he were finding
the clothes he had worn the Gay
before.
You're awaken he said fervently.
1T can't find anything clean TO
mt on. = / suppose you've
cot the laundry hidden away
somewhere. Women certainly can
find more hiding places for things
that ought to be in plain sight.
He shook his head, with its dark
hair still wet from the shower.
HIS wife yawned and sat up in
bed. asDo You love me, Mr. ZIP
zip.zip?'' she asked him, her
pretty head to one side, her eyes
wide and dewy with sleep.
Pat frowned, one eye on the
little tortoise-shell-and gold travel
ing clock that belonged to Lily
and stood among her toilet things
on the dresser.
s'Sure, love you, he answered
abruptly. Outlook at the time.
I've oversight, and should have
been at work half an hour ago.
Have I any clean clothes
or haven't II"
Lily glanced at the clock. It
was five minutes past eight.
"Why don't you get yourself
an alarm clock?'' she asked, al.
though she knew that he had de-
cided not to spend an extra
dollar for an alarm clock. Day
light coming into the room al
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then say 20 TOO. but u she
don, dom.
Lucinda. are you Z native IT
Washington"
"Naw. sab. ! came ~ here
+ from Alabam'."
''When did you conner Have
. you worked for anyone here be-
6ore?"
"No. nan. This ana NAH first
"WherS n Alabama hrS you
from?"
mobile, sab"
"What's your full Manner
Lucinda Cimbeline Jones'"
"Know anyone here, Lucinda?'
''No sab; not yet sah.'
"Then you were out with Miss
Agatha on her own business and
not your own Monday. is that
'"That's it, sab. that's it: Miss
Agath' business; Miss Agath' tell
it. I dom" Lucinda hung her
head sullenly.
"Well, enough for now. Mind
Won don't tell Miss Agatha I was
here. or I'll take you to Jail"
"Oh, no, sab; no indeed. I
won tell Miss Agath'."
Lucinda CHM b inc Jones
watched Detective John Kenyon
walk down the street and out OF
sight from her vantage point be.
hind the Grapes in that tragic
front room.
When he was out OF sight, Luz
cinda forgot Kenyon and hurried
tn the telephone. But before she
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Tn This Story Of Girl Torn BetWu Two Great Desires
Beatrice Burton Has Woven Vibrant Serial
PuIsating With Romance

tfptoeing up behind Pat - ~ -
~ the counter. The mattresses
would smile as she laid her hand
over his on the white-enameleC
counter to surprise him A. he sat
there reading his paper while ~
waited for his coffee to cool
But Pat was not reading his
paper when she opened the
swinging doors Of the small white
T He was talking to i girl who
sat beside him. "A girl whose
hI,Ie hat and Jacket seemed
vaguely familiar to Lily. Then
ahe turned her head to answer
Pat. Ut was Elizabeth ErtN
Elizabeth Ertz-Laly backed out
oe the door and stood on the side-
walk. too stunned to know what
Perhaps / ought to 90 back and
SIT down and act as IL nothing were
wrong she said to herself
But she wondered Il she could.
So And besides, why should
she behave as IL nothing were
wrong. now that she stopped 70
think about IL?
Everything was wrong!
Certainly everything was wrong
when q newly married man was
meeting his old sweetheart TOR
breakfast sitting close to her
smiling at her -
It'll bet It happens every morn
ing, toog' Lily went on thinking
working herself up into d towering
rage. That's why he gets up and
gneaks out OF the house without
waking me! Telling me he doesn't
want me to get up and get his
breakfast for him! No, guess he
doesn't. He'd rather come down
here and moon over that Fiat
Heels!''
she forgot, IN her fury, that It
had been she who had refused TO
get breakfast for Pattllat she
had pretended to be asleep every
morning just so she wouldn't have
to get UP at the peep Of dawn to
battle and dress and cook q meal
for a hungry husband.
Suddenly she decided to have the
thing out then ana there. mo use
fOoIfng around about It'll i may
Just as well get to the bottom OF II
nowI, II he cares for this Pale
Face -
wen. suppose he did care for
the Ertz? That was II new
thought and = frightening one.
It stabbed Lily ike q kniEs. Sup
pose Pat didn't love her any fnoref
Suppose he had found that he
cared. more for the little nurse?
81 won't give him up anyway
she made up her mind.
GO Be Continued Tomorrow
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Love in a MiIliOnaire's Mansion or In a
Poor Mans Flat Is Lilys
Problem of Future
Read This First:

LILY LEXINGTON spoiled daughter Of the Cyrus
bachelor named STAIEY DRUMMOND Then
fails at rst sight with taxi driver whom she SEES
hat each other daily and Lily learns that her mans name
By his friend ROY JEFFERSON But he sells the cab e help
he vanish from the Streets and Lily misses him
MRS. LEXINGTON the engagement and the wedding day
morning Iy walks out TO get into the car and there Pat
just to
weeks I confesses to him how much she cares for him He
him table
he refuses He packs to leave and Lily leaves with him.
him. let have her Clothes Lily takes few things
in Pat married
re telephone but
Lexington secretly gives Lily
The couple live ut the France fas house next door
too Pats sister FLORENCE works down town and Pat
Lily shoulders her Of the family burden
JettersOns wife, SADYE who does MI her
parties and takes q her children With appaE
friend OF
sweetheart ELIZABETH ERTz nurse One night Lily and MIS- =
s. the She decides to leave the house.
md to the to tell Pat 50.