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sPrefer EN-" He indicated the
golden Marjory with a light wave Of
his ukulele. "They freckle on the
nose, and peel on the neck, and go
dark In streaks-their hair does. I'm
q blonde myself. l know all about EN-"
"Tm going to turn you all out now"
called Marjory. with smile that took
the sting from her light dismissal. II
want to go upstairs and see my father,
and all my sisters have to come along.
You've been perfectly marvellous to
me-Eddy, you're an angel"
II know It," he agreed, briskly.
With much laughter. many light sal
lies, hundred gay words, the happy
group dispersed slowly.
"Tll come and take you for ride
tomorrow" said Tub Andrews to
Miriam. ST you have not objection
to fivvers."
II haven't. l like them.n
IT don't. only drive them. About
eight, them"
And then, breathlessly, with Ginger
still In the forbidden gown and the
ridiculous curtain, the four girls ran
upstairs into their fathers room and
flung themselves upon his bed, where
he sat erect, waiting, knowing they
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ing kept Sadie on her toes all day. In
a rush to have everything clean and
In order by the time her hubby ar
rived, she forgot to look after the
meal. When she remembered, It was
too late. There was burned meal
Ashamedly she watched her husband
taste the food. But how surprised
was she, when he exclaimed:
"Now, Sadie, that's really fine. 1t
has that delightful flavor which dis
tinguished Mary's cooking."-Phila.
delphla Public Ledger.
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Islands and Canals
Amsterdam Is cut by canals into 90
Islands.
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There are three trying periods in a
woman's life: when the girl natures
to womanhood, when . woman
gives birth to her first child, when a
woman reaches middle age. At
these times Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound helps to re-
store normal health and vigor.
LYDIA e! aEi,5:IXI1s5
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panies were formed; one to
manufacture the plane, one to
sell it. Guy was given control
of the manufacturing unit, with
fifty-one shares of it's stock. He
must pay back the original
capital only when the manufac-
turing plant had acquired a sur
plus.
It appeared, even recalling 1t
now, businesslike and fair.
He'll get over his peeve," "
Guy decided. And if he didn't
a break between them might be
a good thing. In Bryce'S pres
ent financial slump, years could
pass before they were turning
out ships in paying quantity.
Other concerns were far out
stripping them.
One of these, the Botfield Air
craft Company, would welcome
Guy to their staff. Their design
engineer, Carl Brunner, had at
tended Brooks and Kelly
Schools at the same time as
Guy. He knew of Guys pat
ents. Recently he wrote ask
ing if Guy were free. Bottled
wanted Guys design. He Of
fered a salary of $500 a month
and royalties.
Two-especially when one
was slender and most thrill
ingly sweet-could live on this.
Then let rant. Let him
break his contract! Guy pulled
his soft hat on at a jaunty an
gle and went out happily
enough to meet Pat. They sat
in a new Bryce-Swallow which
Guy had equipped with radio.
He had already taught Pat how
to send an IS o S" with lit
tie card showing the symbols,
he now had her tap off her
name and his.
And when we cross the dark
and stormy seas, love. I'll be
your little radio-Liz. Guy, are
you awfully sure it's I you want
to take? And not the beaute-
GUS Barbara?
He looked with dark, wooing
tenderness on her glowing face.
The color, the young, fiery
sweetness filled his heart with
longing. She was SO much more
vivid than Barbara Bryce. She
was deWy like soft new flower.
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why do you laugh, Guy? Are
you sure you want me?"
He yawned and stretched out
his arms, regarding her with
flushed, happy yearning. Yes,
you! Too much sometimes
you sweet"
But I'm not nearly as beau
tiful as she is"
Ten times more tempting,
which is more important"
Pat turned brightly red: I
fear you'll be a wicked hus-
band"
The thing that every woman
wants. I'll try not to disap-
point you, dear!"
They forgot William Bryce
and his cold adult obSeSsions.
They flew down the path OF the
setting sun; down a lane all
riotous with gold and scarlet
flowers. He let the little plane
ride as it would. He swept an
arm about Pat and shouted:
I'm marrying you on Mon
day!"
Sunday Guy sent a telegram
to Carl Drummer. He asked If
the offer of the Botfield Com
pany was still open. 1t never
occurred to him that the send
ing of this message could as
CY,y,1o c{y7icfar irnn0rt
Monday there was a notice
on the bulletin board outside
the factory.
The Bryce-E Elliott Corpora
ton will no longer be response
BILE for wages, materials or
other obligations contracted for
by the Bryce Elliott Company"
Then men stood in stormy
group. They read the notice
and made ugly threats. Then
the bookkeeper appeared. He
gave the men their paycheck.
But in each envelope was a
printed slip with the same curt
information.
rs the plant closed?" the
foreman asked.
Guy answered: Tell the men
to work today. I'll see what can
be done"
He felt his blood flame as he
crossed the threshold of Bryce's
office. The lawyer who had
drawn up the contract three
years ago was there.
Have a chair, Mr.. Elliott"
said Bryce regarding Guy with
exasperating quiet.
Guy remained standing: "IS
the plant shut DOWN." he fired
abruptly.
Not that I know Of"
'It can't run without
money!"
That's your concern. Yop're
the president of the manufac-
turing unit. My business is to
sell your product. I remind you
I'm under no obligation tc
finance YOU!"
Suit yourself. I may take
it, I suppose that you're throw.
ing up your contract"
You may take nothing of
the kind. The contract re-
mains. Nowhere in it does it
specify that I'm to be your
bank. I'm now giving up the
honor"
=. "You can't withdraw your
backing and yet hold me to the
contract"
IT can and do"
well. by God, try it,"
Don't get excited, Mr.. Elliott.
There's nothing in your con-
tract stipulating that Mr..
Bryce must supply funds for
the operation of your plant"
But the whole spirit and eS-
Sence of the agreement Stipu-
lated that he would finance the
venture until my plane was on
the market. He's not done this.
All right, if he wants to quit,
I'm satisfied"
Mr.. Bryce is NOT quitting"
What the hell is he doing?"
Simply giving no more money
to the company over which you
have control"
Then I'm telling you the con-
tract is abrogated. I'm going
out and get a job and I'm taking
my patents with mel"
Said Bryce softly, through
shut teeth: you can manufac-
ture your plane, Mr.. Elliott. But
neither you nor any other COM
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A Supreme Romance of the Air By Author
OF Famous Serial "Chickie''
sryce.Elliott Corporation.

Bryce-Elliott Corporation.
For the love Of God, Hal,
can Bryce keep me from earn
ing my living while refusing to
pay for my services?"
Feeling very cold and shaken
Guy called up his sister. There
was an answer from Carl Brun.
ner:
Our offer holds good. Bot
fled greatly interested. Wire
Immediately if you are free and
have exclusive rights to your
patents"
He couldn't take this jobl
No chance at this $500 a month
In a burning rage he
returned to the plant. He
found ominous welcome.
To Be Continued
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pany can SELL 1t. I hold this
exclusive right. Violate 1t and
you can answer to the court.
He saw that he was trapped;
viciously trapped. He went up
to Bryce and swore in his face:
IF this Is a game to get even,
you can't win! Make one move
to jam me to the wall, Bryce,
and you'll sweat blood for 1t.
Don't try!"
He went to Harold Heming, o
lawyer and a friend. Heming
studied the contract. "You own
the patents, Guy. But they're
no good to you. You can't SELL
the, plane. OF course no CON-
pany will take the design with
a cloud on the rights. And your
services belong exclusively to the
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personal revenge in this man.
ner.
Have your men wait" Guy
told the foreman. Bryce has
been delayed. I'm going out to
get the payroll now"
Bryce was not surprised
when Guy, brushing past the
stenographer, came flinging to
the inner office. He turned a
paper cutter end to end, and
after a moment, glanced with
cool, narrowed eyes into Guys
face. Good morning" he said
with crisp nod.
"The men are waiting for
their pay checkS!"
so I've heard"
"You can't take out your
hostility to me on your wage
earners."
why should I pay yorr work
men, Mr.. ELLIOTT"
For the same reason you've
been paying them for the past
three years. I've brought the
checks for you to sign. The men
will be kept an hour overtime
as it is"
Bryce took the checks and
with a rap of his knuckles, set
them on the far edge of the
desk: I'm not signing the pay
checks of your laborerS. Get it
straight, Mr.. Elliott! I'm done
financing you. I'm not putting
up another cent to keep your
company operating"
THE company is mine in
name only. The property is
yours"
And remains mine. But you
keep the men working on your
plane at your own expense. I'm
y erstand?"
You have a contract with
me-"
Read the contract"
Said Guy through his shut
teeth: "You can't put any
damned crooked stuff like this!
I'm telling the men to call Mon
day for their wages. See mat
the wages are there!"
On his return to the plant,
Guy found the foremen waiting
outside the workroom: Whats
the matter? Are you and Bryce
going to split? One of you has
got to meet the payroll. Pretty
dangerous to pull stunt like
this"
Through some mysterious
channels the rumor of the quar-
rel had filtered all over the
yard. The men loitered in
groups, grumblings and truccu-
lent. 4
Tell them TO come Monday"
said Guy evasively. "Their
money will be here"
II hope that's not a stall.
These are mean fellows to
cheat"
Bryce would pay. He'd have
to. Yet that ominouS, threat
ening defy he had hurled:
Read your contract, Elliott"
Was there some slick loophole
through which he could escape,
leaving Guy responsible?
With still, lightning clarity
Guy recalled the incidents lead
ing to his partnership with
Bryce.
Bryce had come to him with
this glittering offer: Guy should
take charge of the airplane fac
tory which was already a going
concern. He should perfect his
design of the plane. Bryce
would put it on the market.
He, OF course, would finance the
venture. In return for this he
would have exclusive right to
sell Guys plane.
To simplify matters two COM
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money. If he came out on top,
fine; if he crashed, she crashed
with him. Guy saw this-this
only. Bryce would drag Pat,
Dickie, Laura with him to ruin.
He met the cold arrogance of
Bryce's challenge: II realize
what I've said. You've not
bought any stock for Laura
Dawn. You're holding her
money to meet that note Of
yours for $4,000 coming due
tomorrow"
II warn you! I warn you!
Elliott, your whole future risked
on the hysteria of a fool
woman"
Who wants her money, has
a right to it and is going to
get it'll" Guy suddenly pushed
a hand over his hair and stood
before the older man, young,
brown, trembling. Mr.. Bryce,
do we need to insult each
other? You haven't bought
Crystal Power. Give me the
bonds. I'll return them. No
word need be said-of this.
For moment Bryce regarded
the tall, lean youth. A relief
came into his eyes that mo-
ment before were like smoky
fires, He seemed measuring
every word. Mrs. Dawn came
to this office; asked me to use
that in eight weeks her $4,000
would be $40, 900. And in eight
weeks it will be! You've seer
my own judgment. I told her
enough of my operations to
know this is not a boast. In
eight weeks she will receive
$4,000 more than she has at
the present. Can she afford to
wait for such earnings? Now,
you go and tell her this. Let
her mind be at peace. She
never did a luckier thing in her
life"
IF all goes well with you,"
said Guy. Yes, I believe you.
don't recover
You would pay well. But if you
Don't be an utter fool"--
Mrs. Dawn has to look on
this side of it. They'll be hun
cry If they lose this! They
can't afford to finance you,
even on the chance Of earning
$4,000 in as many weeks"
You tell Mrs. Dawn to come
in here and see me. Let her
decide for herself"
You want me to be your ac-
complice! You want me to help
hoodWink the widow of a friend.
I'll ask her if she wants to let
you use her $4,000 on the
chance that she may never re-
cover a cent of it. Good God,
Bryce do you want me to ask
her thiS?"
Bryce moved toward him, l1is
whole powerful body lunging
in a belligerent attitude. He
looked murderous. What do
you know Of my businesses? I've
my home. It's worth $4,000
above its present mortgage. I've
my residence park. I've oil and
copper stocks. I've millions"
Then you don't need the
pittance of a woman who has
these few dollars and MOTH
ING else"
Again the man hesitated.
Again he took a decisive move.
"Yes, I need cash for a day
for one day. he richest men
in the world have passed
through emergencies when they
needed a few thousands. Guy
even if I did Grassland I
Won't--she'S safe. Let me use
this, I'll give you a note ="
Mr. Bryce I CAN'T give you
another persons money. I
can't be so sure-I can't be at
ALL sure that she's safe.
I'm sorry. But Mrs. Dawn has
suffered plenty. Why should
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C4AS w o'ASA w SS NS"A@ "A"~~
you?"
I'm not going down."
"Why should she chance it?
Stark tragedy for three people
risked to save you. Mr.. Bryce,
is there any reason why Laura
Dawn should do this? Pau
perize herself and her two chill
dren? No! And if you asked
her, she'd be aghast; she would
regard you as a cold thief"
You'll regret that, Elliott"
II regret it now. But I'm
forced to ask you to surrender
Mrs. Dawn'S money"
"She came in here and en-
trusted it to me"
And she sent me to tell you
that she's altered her plans.
She didn't dream you'd care.
Didn't dream the use you were
intending to make of her
funds"
What if I've used them al
ready?"
Guy showed the blotter on
the desk patiently: "You don't
want any noise about this, Mr..
Bryce. You don't want Mrs.
Dawn to get excited and take
the matter to the authorities.
You've bought no stock. You
have no receipt. How in hell
can you explain your reluct-
ance to return the woman's
money? Unless you want to
shout to the world that you're
have used other peoples money
in a jam. Fellows in a pinch
before. The law calls them
'embezzlers.' Do you want to
brand yourself a crook?"
Bryce turned cold. His face
was a cold gray. Without
word he walked over to his safe,
opened it and took out Laura
Dawn's bonds. He snapped
them on the desk with a
brusque: you're finished. FL
lott! I'll wipe the cutters with
you."
For two days Guy worked in 6
state of nervous apprehension
What would Bryce do? Some hu
some bitter, Furnishing
move would certainly be the out
come of the quarrel.
Saturday it came.
Since the night Tom Burns
broke into the safe Bryce haC
adopted the check system of pay
ment. He signed the pay checks
the first thing each Saturday
morning.
But now, at II o'clock, the
foreman Of the plant called
Guy on the phone: THE pay
roll hasn't come over"
At Guys inquiry. the book
keeper replied only: 1.-THE
checks are waiting to be
signed. Mr.. Bryce hasn't come
in yet. He should be here any
moment"
Hall an nOur laCer Cne nOOk-
keeper said this: II called Mr..
Bryce on the phone. He's in
his downtown office and is not
able to come out. He told me
to get the payroll money from
you."
mo" said Guy slowly, you
misunderstood. I'll get in
touch with, Mr.. Bryce at once"
In a furious quiet Guy stood
at his table. Useless to phone
Bryce. He would give a mock
ing laugh and hang up.
Yet his positiono was unten-
able. It was ridiculous. He
was compelled to meet the
wages of his workmen. The
Labor Commission would force
him. He couldn't take out Q
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way. She'll be rich by the
Perhaps. But she's not in a
mood to look at the matter
calmly. Her husbands death
was a terrific blow. She has her
son and daughter to think
about. She's just not equal to
the gamble"
mo gamble about it,"
"Well, she can't feel such con-
fidence. She'd rather have her
twenty thousand and security
than half a million with un-
certainty. She's sick with
worry right now. Nothing
I could say, even if I thought
Crystal Power worth $40 a
share, and I don't, would have
any weight"
Bryce leaned forward, his
eyes narrowed: "Oh-so?"
Guy ignored it. He went on,
persuaSively: With her atti-
tude, a stock venture is plain
torture. It wouldn't be right to
abet her. After all. the money
is hers. She doesn't want to
risk it. And, of course, it makes
no difference to you. She's
deeply grateful for your in
tereSt. But she's changed her
mind about investing. So I
guess that ends it,"
Its not quite that simple.
She came here of her own free
will and literally begged me to
act for her. I went ahead in
sheer good faith. I can't turn
around now and dump 2,20)
shares on the market without
taking a serious loss. The de-
mand is unreasonable"
What! Have you bought al
ready?"
Certainly"
"When?"
yesterday afternoon"
"Who were the brokers?"
A dull red crept over Bryce'S
cheeks. Aren't you carrying
your friendly interest bit far.
Guy? Aren't you just a bit
insolent?"
How? Mrs. Dawn entrusted
the matter to me. It's crucial
to her. Surely she has a right
to know when and how the
transaction was arranged. How
can it be insolent to ask the
brokers?"
Bonner and Bart!" It came
out like a shot: like a fury.
"You bought 1900 shares Of
Crystal Power yesterday from
Bonner and Bart?"
That's what I said!"
"Well, it's not the truth!
Bonner and Bart haven't han
died any Crystal Power for a
month; or has any broker in
San Francisco"
Bryce jumped to his feet
"Are you calling me liar?
Gum-shoeing into my business!
Careful, young mani"
mot altogether your affair,
Mr.. Bryce. The party whose
money is involved has some
rights"
"That are none of your damn
businesS!"
"That are my business since
Mrs. Dawn made them so. She
didn't think you would act i'm
mediately. She asked me to in
Quire about Crystal Power.
did! Not to gum-shoe on you.
But to assure her. There have .
been no sales of Crystal Power
In San Francisco in the past
10 days. You didn't buy from
Bonner and Bart!"
The air between them bristled.
Suddenly the. interview leaped
beyond all bounds. Bryce leaned
on his desk, his hand clenched
menacingly. His face, a peculiar
gray.
Realize what you're saying,
young man! Realize the accusa-
ton you've made!"
But Guy knew-knew beyond
all possible doubt that Bryce
was going to use Laura Dawn'S
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Experimental Room

"A soundproof room has been designed at the University
OF Utrecht in Holland the behavior Of human
In experiments that would be ruined by the slightest acci
dental noise. #As nv,
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Remarkable Claim

Dr. Yusaburo Noguch head Of the NOguCM Hospital at
Beppu Japan claims he change q negro into white
an Indian into japanese dwarf into giant and po
tential criminal into outstanding member Of society
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NOW CONTINUE
CHAPTER 81

CHAPTER 81
DEH1ND Bryce's friendly manner Guy felt the mans
extraordinary tension; felt his smoking resentment
~ Nov look here, Guy, you put her mind at rest
She real capable woman She knows her husband was
enthusiastic about the stock There's big merger under
wav She II be rich by the spring
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Startling Situations Thrill
Reader of New Novel
THE STORY THUS FAR
By ELENoRE MEHER1N
Author of "Chickie" and Other Famous Seri

Mary Patricia Dawm beautiful young brunette, meets
aviator Gy is developing perfect arpae in the plant
of old William Bryce. Happy days folooO 10ith Pat and
Guy in tove Then Barbara Bryce. young 'Otdow
of Bryce's son. 4Ch her seductive lire. Pat Grrels at
Barbaras beauty and 4Uonders If Guy mOved By it.
Later Guy vsit from Barbara and her young
son. upon qUhom old Bryce sqnarders fortune. Tom
His invalid son is dying for avan of necessities When
Bryce refuses oan Burns leaves s'Cearng revenge.
The neat night, IN the factory Guy hears stedtthy
footstep.
1t is Burns Cko has robbed the safe. He is captured
by the 1Uatchman and arrested.
Bryce refuses to itercede for Burns and he IS pat IN
prison.
In Pats home preparations being made for her to
to enter college, Hearing much gossip about the youth
of toda Mrs. Da1On prays that Pat 1OU remain the sweet
0irl she is.
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on the committee who investigated
these claims were your state COM
mander. J. K. Kennedy. Adjutant
General G. A. Fraser, Veterans Serv-
ice Commissioner T. O. Kraabel and
myself. and 1t was decided that these
men were entitled to the state bonus.
We had the necessary bill introduced.
authorizing the adjutant general to
pay these claims. The bill was en-
acted into law and these men have
now received their money.
Poppy Sale
Mine years ago at the convention
held III this city Of Minot. we created
the service department but made no
provision for the funds with which to
maintain it. Consequently. at the
next convention, which was held at
jamestown, in the fall Of 1921, we
found ourselves with a deficit Of
$4,000. That convention voted an as
sessment upon the membership Of
North Dakota of so cents per member
and discontinued the service depart
ment. adding those duties to the Of
flee Of the department adjutant.
This year the flower sale has been
turned Ove to the American Legion
Auxiliary. The plan for the sale. as
agreed upon by officers of the Amer.
lean Legion Auxiliary and the Ameri-
can Legion is as follows: The sale is
to be handled by the Auxiliary. Twen-
ty-five per cent of the proceeds Of the
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NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER II

MOLLY. darling" JIck protested
don't you know, dear, that ! wan,
to take care Of my little girl?
want to have money to buy you
pretty things. Fur coats, anf
dresses, and, and thing,
-. all kinds Of things. couldnr
let you scrimp and save, and worr,
about bills. / want to do thing,
for you. And buy you things. !
the world"
He kissed her forehead.
you see, DEAR" he told her sim.
ply, II love you So"
She freed herself from his arms
and propped herself on her elbow.
"But, Jack" she cried, "that's just
it, Stupid! You love me SO. And
l love you 50. And then you 60 and
talk about things. Stupid old things
-. Crazy old fur coats, and dresses
=. /. and things! What do I care
about things? I want you!"
Suddenly she was crying.
ITS no good" she sobbed, "talk.
ing like that. Waiting, and wait.
ing, and waiting. If you loved me,
Jack Wells, half as much Is I love
you, you wouldn't think 80 darn
much about things. You'd marry
me. You know you would"
He drew her closer, muffling hel
voice on his shoulder.
Sweetheart! That's not fair
You know it isn't. It's because ]
love you. Molly, that I can't marry
you. You know that, don't you
dear?"
He turned her face, and kissed
her streaming eyes.
Look at me, Molly Burnham.'
She wiped her tears away. child
ishly. with the back Of her hand
Eyes sir" she answered meekly,
"And Jack I'm an awful liar,
dear. ! know you love me more
than anything"
"A million times more than any.
thing" he supplemented. "More