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The rest or the day | had to
spend alone, and the under
standing was that this con-
dition was to last just as
long as I WASH t to be trust
ed with other children. My
humiliation and loneliness
forced q confession at bed
time that I was ready to
play, without any more such
demonstrations. And I was
true to my word. AS far as
I can recall, / never bit my
self again, either.
So much for one case. An
other and more recent one
was met by q resourceful
mother who used the soli-
tary confinement principle,
but in a different manner.
Little Arthur had ac-
quired the habit of sneaking
up on his playmates during
a game and nipping the
calves of their legs. And it
was no playful nip either,
as the walls Of the victims
testified. Various methods
Of punishment had been
tried to no avail. 1t was
summer time and the mother
could not keep the child in
the house forever, so one
night she asked the father
to get some fence material
and build a small pen
against one side Of the ga
rage. When he asked what
it was for, she told him,
with Arthur present. that
d ANAL boy could ne -:
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sauntered Into my house
humming nonchalantly and,
I presume, resembling the
famous cat that ate the
canary. It was not many
minutes until my mother
was informed via The tele-
phone what had happened.
I was Immediately in
formed that I could not play
with ANY little children
again until / knew how to
conduct myself. Meanwhile,
I was ordered to the bath
room to get . large bottle of
arnica, and together mother
and I hurried over to Hell
ems house. / say we hurried,
but as an afterthough /
remember that mother hur-
ried and / hurried because
my hand was held tightly
in hers, and there was no al
tentative. I
/ was ordered to wet a
cloth with the arnica and
bind up Helen 5 arm. But
Helen had had enough Of me
for one day and she
screamed in terror when /
approached her. / shrunk
back, hurt and ashamed, to
think she was afraid of me.
and I still remember how
terribly ashamed / felt when
my mother, with tears in her
eyes, took the bandage from
me and cared for the small
girl herself. Before we left
l had to tell Helen and her
mOthA. that l was sorry.
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We'd better sit here .
while. F"
He drew her into the warm
shelter Of his big fur coat
and then asked suddenly,
sWhat brought you out here
at this time of night"
His tone was so natural
and easy. It seemed very
real and proper that her
princess dream should have
ended in the rescue of the
prince.
Suddenly she began tell
ing him all about herself
and her sisters and her
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FATE IN THE BEAR-TRAP

} right, !" Helen would say,
and explain how she should
get it cut. But If she fol-
lowed Helen's advice, Doro-
thy would tell her she WASH t
the type for bobbed hair,
and make her grow it again.
Even her mother seemed a
little disappointed, and won
dered sometimes just what
would become of Jane now
that she had finished board
ing school and had no par
ticular desire for college, no
flair for society or for any
thing else so far as one could
find out.
Time dragged at Scarlet
Lake in spite of the winter
sports. There weren t enough
young men. Everyone was
a little tired Of everyone
else, until
Chester Dewitt Spenser,
SON of the Rubber King
Spencer, appeared on the
scene with bored, over
laden valet, four trunks,
skis, snowshoes, skates and
Instructions from his physi-
clan to rest and get a fresh
hold on life.
The hotel camp stirred
into new activity. Helen
spent a worried half hour
deciding which dress to
wear to dinner that first
night. Dorothy's eyes
sparkled and her tongue ran
on more nimbly than ever.
But Jane-she sat reading
a book 1.-The only person in
the winter camp who hadn t
noticed the arrival of the de-
sirable young millionaire.
A week later when the
camp buzzed with Chet
Spencer activities-or
rather lack of them-she
still hadn't noticed him. She
merely registered the fact
that at the long dining room
table now a tall, dark-haired,
spoiled young man had
somehow become the center
Of conversation; that all re-
marks had a way Of ending:
Don't you agree with me,
Mr.. Spencerf"
Jane was reading a book
about a princess who had
escaped from her rs@lkmA
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Brett Vanishes; Son Stolen;
Aid of Rich Man Sought

"Mr. Nevada Is at Carson
City. I'm driving there.
I'll call again as soon as /
get in touch with him. =
The door bell. Two more
plain clothes men-there are
no uniformed police in Reno
and q State policeman.
They questioned Felicia
had Brett ever threatened to
take the childi
Like an automaton, she
answered them, while across
the mountainside, where
little Alex lay, an old man
with streaming white hair,
picked his way slowly to
Virginia City.
Ragged and dirty though
he was, intelligence cleaned
in his clear eyes. Through
the blurr of his white beard,
his mouth was sensitive, well
formed.
He was a Desert Rat, one
Of the dozens of half-mad
or merely broken-hearted
denizens of the barren spaces.
His shoes were worn through
although the pockets of his
sagging coat bulged with
several thousand dollars
worth Of precious and semi
precious stones picked up in
the wastes.
4 faint sound arrested
him. His eyes strained
ahead. Then, with amazing
swiftness, he darted forward.
There was 4 swish, q thud,
as his heavy stick struck
squarely upon the head of
the .sidewinder shifting to
strike.
The Desert Rat had seen
many strange things between
the dawns and sunsets that
had tOlled the passing of
his life, yet there was won
der in his face as he lifted
the child in his arms and
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"A Startling Narrative Of America
Mad Dance of Marriage and Divorce

} Hodge looked at Felicia
sympathetically.
She shook her head.
DR.. Tom came in, the
bruise on his cheek gro
tesquely brilliant with mer-
curochrome. Better drink
some coffee, Felicia Pegs
getting it ready. /"
Felicia only looked at him
with eyes that seemed blind.
1t was a bright morning,
golden sunlight poured
warmly through the win
dows. Somewhere, in the
mounting heat of this sum-.
mer day, little Alex, in pa
jamas and bare feet, was
crying for her.
A child shouted outside
and Felicia screamed. Re-
lief frightened AIMS face
as the girl gave way to hys-
terra. Like q nurse attend
ing q helpless baby, she un-
dressed her and tucked her
into bed.
What could they dot
What was there to dot
Dick and j. B. returned,
and Felicia seized . dressing
gown and hurried down the
stairs, her eyes beseeching
them for news.
Dick shook his head.
Look, here, doctor, +" j.
B. addressed Tom Hodge
suddenly. Gould Mr.. Ne
vada helpf Would hef
DR.. Tom nodded. "God
knows, if anyone can do
anything he can" But there
was little hope in his grave
face. "You can't get him
by telephone, so there's no
use trying. Take Dicks
car and run down there"
And then, as if to himself,
as j. B. hurried out, "His
millions against Brett's, and
back of it all divorce . .
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The Child Who DeIights In Biting

ID 1ariea. mot mother. ! sons IN :
to me and relate in
horror the fact that their
children bite their play
mates. Why it is that many
children pass through this
phase I cannot tell you.
Frankly I don 7 know. Ionly
know that it seems to be q
common occurrence, and /
know, too, Of two treat
ments which solved two Of
their problems.
The first cure / must
credit to my own mother. It
was speedy and efficacious.
I was about six years old
and remember the incident
very clearly. For a matter
of some months / had been
going into RACES over any
thing and everything and,
knowing from past expert
ence that it was not wise to
throw things or smash my
toys, I took to biting N.Y.
self furiously on the arm.
For this I was not punished
I was only told that it was
rather silly to get angry and
hurt myself. However, one
day I was playing with q
little girl who lived q few
doors from us. In some way
she infuriated me and my
method Of procedure varied
enough that day that in
stead nf BIZ -
her. She ran home scream
< and crying wR11A
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out into the moonlight again.
This time she carried a bag
and left a neatly folded note
on the pincushion for her
mother and sisters. It read:
''I've gone off to marry
Chester Spenser. He seems
to like me and / know I'm
in the way here because !
never have been any good
socially. He says that he
has enough money to enable
us to live comfortably, and
/ think we will be very
happy. / hope you don't
mind. Your loving daughter,
JANE. =
Helen and Dorothy read
the note and swooned. Mrs.
w Winthrop grew dizzy,
throught Of Chester Spen-
ser's millions, recovered and
hustled downstairs to the
bridge table.
Gasping, she told the
ladies': What do you think.
Jane, the little rascal, she's
eloped with Chester Dewitt
Spenser. ! was afraid it
might happen, !" she added,
smiling indulgently. Jane
was always SO clever land
the beauty Of the family.
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rrELEN WINTHROP was
the beauty Of the family.
Dorothy was the clever
one. But Jane was just Jane
and nothing more. She had
no accomplishments. Her
nose was snubby and
.freckled. Her eyes were
quite green in most lights.
Compared with Helen s
golden and white blondness
she seemed sallow. And COM
pared with Dorothy's imp
like vivacity and quick
sparkle she seemed dull and
plodding.
All her life she had tagged
behind her two slightly older
sisters, just plain Jane, con-
tent to gather the crumbs of
their friendships, to initiate
humbly their pleasures.
But now that she was 18
and supposed to be taking
an interest in society, Helen
and Dorothy were excluding
her more and more. Even
1T Scarlet Lake, the winter
resort, where they might
have gone skiing and sliding
and skating together, they
were avoiding her. She grew
morose and more silent than
ever.
They tried to help her.
Your hair doesn't look just
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and the one person hurt
the boy. 2
Dick was sitting beside
Felicia on the couch, his
arm about her; looking
straight ahead. She did not
seem conscious that he even
existed.
Mr.. Nevada, the doctor
told Dick, was the most
powerful man in the State.
He had a real name, but few
people bothered to use it.
Politician, financier, bust
ness man, he was Nevada's
wealthiest and most distin-
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guished citizen. He owned
most of the resorts, con-
trolled a lion s share Of the
mines, knew everyone, in
every rank of life. And he
would be able to work
through channels unknown
even to the police.
"If only he II do It'll" Peg
sighed.
Felicia looked at her with
dulled eyes, and Dick,
stroking her cold hand,
realized for the first time
the intensity of a woman's
love for her child.
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unwelcome throne-on and
on until she had crossed the
lake and was deep in the
pine woods.
Suddenly q cry sounded
near her. The woods were
very dark. Not a ray of
moonlight pierced them. An
other low cry, almost q moan.
Close to her an agonized
voice said, For Gods sake,
help me. I'm freezing to
death. I'm caught in a bear
trap-on the edge Of this
damned pit. Be careful not
to bump me down"
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for a fortnight Of fun and
she could scarcely eat her
meals in her anxiety to re-
turn to it.
She, avoided all the jolly
parties inside and outside
the hotel, but every night
she slipped away and cut
out across the silent, ice
covered lake for a little
stroll. The air was fine and
biting. Sometimes the moon
sparkled, cold and white as
the icy lake.
One night she went on and
on, imagining herself the
princess escaping from an
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1t was the voice OF the
pale, spoiled young man,
Mr.. Spencer. She groped for
him in the dark, caught his
arms, tugged slowly, gradu-
ally, until she had him up
over the edge, the heavy trap
clinging to his leg.
Both of them attacked the
trap. 1t yielded.
"You saved my life, = he
said, gratefully. II couldn't
have stood that damned
thing a minute longer. /
was slipping down the pit
there. No, my legs not
broken-swollen, though.
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unbound the handkerchief
that stilled the trembling
lips. He did not see many
children and he gazed upon
this boy as though he were
a curiosity.
Where did you come
front" he asked.
Little Alex sobbed out his
terror against the thin shoul-
der. Whoever this strange
creature might be, his voice
was gentle and his hands
were kind.
Interrupted by gulps and
choked sobbing, the child
told his story as best he
could.
And what's your name,
Sonny2"
"Alex."
"Alexi Alex whatf What's
your daddy's namefn
"My fathers Alexander
Brett
With a sudden relaxation
of his sinewy arms the Rat
let Alex slide none to gently
to the ground. A look Of
hatred distorted the sun
Drowned features.
Good God, it cant bel"
he muttered. "This boys
too young! Alexander Brett
must be seventy!
The child whimpered, then
was silent. The sound Of q
falling stone clattered omin-
ously close.
a dark face appeared over
the ledge Of rock and the
Desert Rat looked up into
the glittering muzzle of an
automatic.
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
A Story Of Real Life
Complete Tn This Issue

; mother-and what a failure
she had always been how
they were all bored with her,
because she didn't like
parties and things that
young ladies should like.
He held her close They
bore me too, = he said.
"They always have. But
you're the most refreshing
person I've ever met
Imagine your turning up
here : - : just at the min
ute when I'd decide the
game was up. It's fate. =
"You re the first person
I've ever been able to talk
to--like this Jane was
surprised at the sound of
her own voice.
He held her close and
kissed her : 2 gently.
Eve been watching you
ever since I've been in this
beastly place, = said the
Prince You re the only
one who hasn't laid, herself
out to be impressing
Somehow they got back
to the camp together, limp
ing over the icy lake in the
moonlight. 81 have much
more to tell you, /" he whis-
pered in her ear as they
parted. Let's meet near the
lagoon tomorrow night Ill
be able to drag myself that
far-and keep it q dead
secret.
Helen and Dorothy were
quarreling when Jane slip
ped into her room. They
didn't notice her.
Helen was saying, "Well,
really he had every inten-
tion Of inviting me to the
ski match this afternoon un-
til you butted in. =
Dorothy answered, "Yesi"
What about the hockey yes
terday. We were getting
along very nicely. until you
turned up"
Jane wondered what they
were talking about, and went
to sleep dreaming Of a tall,
dark prince who had been
wounded in battle, fighting
for his lady love.
A week later Jane slipped
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He had never hated Brett.
He had even been a little
sorry for him. But now he
felt that there was nothing
in life he would like SO
much as to sink his fingers
into that flabby throat and
press until the disdainful
face grew black, the cruel
eyes bulged.
With no proof, no clue Of
any sort, yet there was no
doubt in anyone's mind that
Brett was the instigator of
this horror.
The telephone bell tangled.
It was j. B.
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amazing sobriety. There
seemed nothing to do, yet
they had to do something.
Dick went out with ]. B.,
to venture below the line,
into Reno's "wide-open"
quarter, to see if there they
could trace the kidnapers.
Darling, won't you lie
down? Won't you" Ann
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
Loosen Up That Cold
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sore muscles, sprains, bruises, chill
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chest. It may prevent pneumonia
and .'flu." /"
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
NO1D Go on With The Story
CHAPTER TWELVE
ttnn Si.noO

Mr.. Brett, the hotel clerk
told them, had checked out
the evening before. No, he
had left no forwarding adj
dress, but the clerk under
stood he was returning to
the East.
Felicia received that news
without comment.
j. B. arrived, subdued into
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
Relief
for Sore, Aching Feet

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Particularly when a corn is cue
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After the extraction of soft
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The Washington times., 1929-03-02
What Has Happened SO Far

DICK STUYVESANT and FELICIA BRETT, both IN
Reno for dtvoTce, meet and fall o0e aDh each other
DICK is staying at the hotel aOh old friend JOHN
BERKELEY. FELICIA is Visitiag at the home Of DR.
tom HODGE, his aOfe, ANN, and their kvety daughter
PEG FELICIA receives scire from her mother. MRS
HENLEY-1fARTIN, saying thqt BRETT is on has aOay
to Reno She East bg GirpGne gets her sryeGrod
son. ALEX and returns to the HODGES gust her has
band GrriUes FELICIA refuses to 90 back to him. He
learns that she going about aOih DICK and has her
shadoOed By detectives. He also engages tt0o to
kidnGp little ALEX DICK and FELICIA, returning to
the HODGES from a parity find TOM and ANN bound
and gagged and the childs crib empty.
On stretch OF mountain road about seventeeD
miles out of Reno, the kidnGpers is stopped by
large boulder sDch has Sid down the mountain side and
blocks the qOGy. With the only rope they haze, short
halter lead they bind the todkef and frightened
child and leGVe HIM ledge 0itb dirty handkerchief
tied over his mouth As the gets higher rattle
snake craaOls out from the broken rocks.
NOU Go On With The Story
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Do-Si-Do"
MYTH the down. Felicia had become omnously calm,
w and Dick, watching her while they listened to AIMS
story of the kidnapping, wished that she would
turn hystra Her face drained of coor against
its pallor her eyes dark like holes.
DR. Tom talking to two plain clothes in the iv-
ing below; Peg getting j. b. the telephone
WED better get hold of Alex first It Felicias
voice. devoid of all expression She sat- still cutching the
little pillow stil in her dance frock of green chiffon
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
The Great Irish BOgs

bogs almost great extent as
many While the latter from Deep the Irish
variety often reaches 40 feet 1t has been calculated that each
Of bog contains 1921 of peat
The Washington times., 1929-03-02
A Gigantic Task

Many printer might faIter the gigantic task nearly half
completed by Shanghai printing establishment which has been
working for three complete Of that
most Of Chinas alphabet be printed
The Washington times., 1929-03-02

Follow the thrilling
fight for Felicia's son IA
Reno" In this newspa
per Monday.
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A week later Jane slipped
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-13

ers makes the task Of the movie pho
tographer difficult. They have been
trained to film men and women in ac-
ton, and they have developed real
knack for producing action on the part
of persons being filmed. All their ar
tifices have proved of little avau WITH
regard to Mr. Hoover, however.
At a little railroad station high up
in the Andes they seized a wonderful
opportunity to photograph 1.-The Chief"
against a background OF wondrous
beauty. A. light, crisp snow was falling
and 1t was bitterly cold. Scarcely
hundred yards away the rugged slopes
of mountain rose precipitously sky
ward, with long fingers Of snow reach
ing downward toward the settlement.
The train had stopped to change loco
motives. and all on board dismounted
to stretch their limbs and get breath
of fresh air.
Mr.. Hoover and several Chilean off,
GERS stood drinking in the grandeur Of
the scenery when the photographers
descended upon them. The President
elect motioned for the officers to face
the camera and all graciously permit
ted the photographers to take numer-
Gus shots. Finally a news-reel repre-
sentative called OUT
"A little informality, please, Mr..
President"
Hoover smiled, shifted the weight on
his feet and said, What do you want
me to do-shiver for you?"
Shivered for Shooters"
He shivered, all right. for he had
Summer-weight clothing under his
overcoat, but he INDUCED in no grandi-
ose waves Of the arm to point out to
the officers the scenery they already
knew so well-aS the movie men would
have liked to have him do.
There were relatively few pictures OF
Mr. and Mrs. Hoover taken aboard the
u S. S. Maryland and the Utah. Mrs
Hoover is more at ease before the cam
era than is her husband, but she ap-
pears to share with him a general aver
sion for promiscuous picture taking.
On the other hand, both Mr.. and
Mrs. Hoover enjoy watching the NOV
les as diversion, and Mrs. Hoover has
even done some amateur movie making
herself with camera owned by Allan.
Allan became quite proficient as
movie photographer during the cruise.
He carried his compact camera with
him on every visit to shore and fire.
Quently was seen perched high on a
barrel, packing box or other vantage
place with the other cameramen. In
this way he learned much about the
difficulties encountered by the man who
grinds the camera for the folks in the
cinema cathedrals back home
Perhaps the knowledge thus gained
may be talked of over the Hoover din
ner table from time to time. But, GER
tainly. there seems to be no hope what
ever for the emancipation of the down.
trodden closeup"
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-13
Dress Measurements Changed.

NEW YORK (P).-Reference to age
in dress pattern measurements will be
eliminated and size designation based
on definite natural lengths will be
adopted. if producers, distributors and
users Of dress patterns approve a. q
Standardization conference here Febru-
airy z. The change will provide num-
Der designation for the established sizes
for misses, Juniors, girls. children's,
boys, little boys and infants gar
YnentS
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-13
PLANS ARB0R DAY.
Italy Is Seeking to Save Forest
Areas.

ROME OP.-Italy, like the United
States, will have its national Arbor day,
starting with 1929.
The loss of valuable forests. notably
In the Apprentices and In the lava
stricken zone near Mount Etna in Sicily,
has focused public attention upon the
paucity of an adequate wood reserve in
Italy. A national committee, headed by
Arnaldo Mussolini, the premier's
brother, editor of the Popolo d'Italia Of
Milan, is doing all 1t can In the way Of
propaganda to wake up the nation to
the necessity of more tree planting.
The date for the Arbor day celebra-
ton in the schools has not yet been
fixed. but owing to Mussolini's disap-
proval Of too many fete days 1t Is like
" that it will be made to coincide with
some other celebration.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-13
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