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was and pressed it down on the pill
lows Immediately his voice was
muffled.
Hale let him get gasp of air
every so often, when he would give
mighty yell that Immediately was
huShed.
Tjaden unbottoned Himmelstoss
braces and pulled, down his trous-
ers, holding the whip meantime in
his teeth. Then he stood up and set
to work.
It was a wonderful picture: Him
melstoss on the ground Hale bend
ing over him with a fiendish grin
and his mouth wide open with blood
lust. Himmelstoss' head on his
knees; then the convulsed, striped
drawers the crossed legs, executing
at every blow most original move
ments in the lowered breeches, and
towering over them like a woodcut-
ter the interchangeable Tjaden. In
the end we had to drag him away to
get our turn.
Finally, Hale stood Himmelstoss
on his feet again and gave one last
personal remonStrance. AS he
stretched out his right arm prepara-
tory to giving him box on the ear,
he looked as if he we're going to
reach down a star.
Himmelstoss staggered. Hale
stood him UP again, made ready and
fetched him a second, well-aimed
beauty with the left hand. Him
raelstoss yelled and fell down on all
tours, cursing.
We disappeared at full speed.
Hale looked around once again
and said wrathfuily, satisfied and
rather n1ysteriously:
Revenge is black pudding"
HimmeIstoss ought to have been
pleased; his saying that we should
each educate one another had borne
fruit for himself. We had become
successful students of his methods.
He never discovered whom he had
to thank for the business. At any
rate, he scored a bed-cover out Of it;
for when we returned a few hours
later to look for it, it was no longer
to be found.
That evenings work made us more
or less content to leave next morn
ing. And an old buffer was pleased
to describe us as young heroes"
Ito Be Continued
Copyright 1929. by Little. Brown & Co..
Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Inc.
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ari specialties and playing an
original dance rythm which should
prove very popular with Indian
apolis dancers.
One Of the outstanding featured
members Of the band is Orren Pat
terson. a rapid fire eccentric spe-
cialty dancer, who three years ago
won the title of the colored eccen-
trio champion of America.
Patterson will do his lightning
steps between dances each night
during the bands engagement at
the roof.
Among the personnel of the band
are FIVE musicians who devote their
SPARE time in arranging special
musical scores. three OF them having
completed a course in harmony at
Illinois university.
With this colorful and successful
BACKGROUND. Manager Devine as
sures indianapolis dancers the Gre
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leave next morning early. In the
evening we prepared ourselves to
square accounts with Himmelstoss.
We had sworn for weeks past tc
do this. Kropp had even gone so
far as to propose entering the postal
service in peace-time in order to be
Hinmelstoss's superior when he be-
came a postman again,
He revelled in the thought of how
he would grind him. 1t was this
that made it, impossible for him
to crush us altogether-we always
reckoned that later, at the end Of
the war, we would have our revenge
on him.
In the meantime we decided to
give him good hiding. What could
he do to us anyhow, if he didn't
recognize us and left early the next
morning?
We knew each pub he used to
visit every evening. Returning to
the barracks he had to go along a
dark, uninhabited road. There we
waited for him behind a pile of
stones. I had a bed-cover with me.
We trenbled with suspense, hop
ing he would be alone. At last we
heard his footstep, which we rec
ognized easily, so often had we
heard it in the mornings as the door
flew open and he bawled: Get up!"
"Alone?" whispered Kropp.
Alone"
I slipped round the pile of stones
with Tjaden.
Himmelstoss seemed a little ele-
waited: he was singing. His belt
buckle cleaned. He came on unsus-
pectingly.
We seized the bed-cover, made
quick leap, threw it over his head
from behind and pulled it round
him so that he stood there in a
white sack unable to raise his arms.
The singing stopped.
The next moment Hale Westhus
was there, and spreading out his
arms he showed us back in order to
be first in. He put himself in po-
sition with evident satisfaction,
raised his arm like a signal-mast
and his hand like a coal-shovel and
fetched such a blow on the white
sack as would have felled an OK.
Himmelstoss was thrown down, he
rolled five yards and started to yell.
But we were prepared for that and
had brought cushion. Hale squat
ted down, laid the cushion on his
knees, felt where Himmelstoss' head
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ole orchestra will meet all require
ments they would expect in a
rhythmatic dance orchestra.
In addition to the engagement of
the Creole orchestra, a number of
special features have been planned
for the opening.
Il
indianapolis theaters today Of
fer: Our Gang Kids at the Lyric,
French Models" at the Mutual,
River of Romance" at the Ohio,
THE Greene Murder Case" at the
Indiana. -Four Feathers" at the
Circle, Lucky Star" at the Apollo,
Our Modern Maidens" at the
Palace" and movies at the Co
lonial
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That was our corporaIs favourite
game. Lohne is a railway junction.
In order that our fellows going on
leave shouldn't get lost there, Him
melstoss used to practice the change
in the barrack-room.
We had to learn that at Lohne,
to reach the branch-line, we must
pass through subway. The beds
represented the subway and each
man stood at attention on the left
side Of his bed.
Then came the command;
Change at Lohne!" and like light
ming everyone scrambled under the
bed to the opposite size. We prac-
tised this for whole hour.
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CAREFUL CHOICE OF
CITY DRIVERS URGED
safety Board President Points to
New Motor Law.

safety Board President Points to
New Motor Law.
Selection Of all drivers Of city
owned vehicles with extreme care in
view of the 1929 motor law was
urged today by the board of safety.
Fred w. Connell. safety board
president, instructed Howard Robin
son. board secretary. to inform the
eleven city department heads OF
the 1929 statute which makes the
city jointly liable in event OF &C
cidents.
"All drivers Of city automobiles
and trucks should be selected with
care and no one permitted TO drive
a machine who does not have a
drivers license" the letter stated.
Oren S. Hack. city corporation
counsel. questioned the legality Of
the law making the city liable. con-
tending It conflicts with other
statutes.
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: knives we squat round in a circle
and fill our bellies.
That is Kat. If for but one hour
In a year something eatable were
10 be had In some one place only,
within that hour, as II moved by a
vision, he would put on his cap, go
out and walk directly there, as
though following a compass, and
find it.
He finds everything-if 1t is cold,
a small stove and wood, hay and
straw, table and chairs-but above
all food 1t is uncanny; one would
think he conjured it out of the air.
His masterpiece was four. boxes Of
Holsters.
Admittedly we would rather have
had a good beefsteak.
We have settled ourselves on the
sunny side of the hut. There is a
smell of tar, of summer. and Of
sWeaty feet. Kat sits beside me. He
wants to talk. Today we have been
practicing saluting because Tjaden
failed to salute q major. Kat can't
get it out of his head.
You see We are losing the war be-
cause we can salute too we'll" he
says. Kropp stalks up, with his
breeches rolled up and feet bare. He
lays out his washed socks to dry on
the grass.
The two begin to argue. Al the
same time they lay bottle of beer
on the result of an alright that's
going on above us. Katczinsky won't
bulge from the opinion, which as
an old front-hog, he rhymes:
Give EN- all the same grub and
all the same pay
And the war would be over and
done in day.
Kropp on the other hand is a
thinker. He proposes that a dec
laration of war should be a kind
of popular festival with entrance
tickets and bands, like a bull fight.
Then in the arena the ministers
and generals of the two countries,
dressed in bathing drawers and
armed with clubs, can have it out
among themselves. Whoever sur
wives, his country wins.
That would be much simpler and
more just than this arrangement,
where the wrong people do the fight
ing.
The subject is dropped. Then the
conversation turns to drill.
A picture comes before me. Burn
ing midday in the barrack yard. The
heat hangs over the square. The
barracks are deserted. Everything
sleeps.
All one hears is the drummers
practicing; they have installed
themselves anywhere and practice
brokenly, duly, monotonously. What
a concord! Midday heat, barrack
square, and drummerS beating!
The windows of the barracks are
empty and dark. From some of
them trousers are hanging to dry.
The rooms are cool and one looks
toward them longingly.
o dark, musty platoon hutS, with
the iron bedsteadS, the checquered
bedding, the lockers and the stools!
Even you can become the object OF
desire; ca here you have a faint
resemblance to home; your rooms,
full of the smell of stale food, sleep,
smoke and clothesI
Katczinsky paints it all in lively
colours. What would we not give to
be able to go back to it! But we
must not pursue that line of thought
any further.
Those early morning hours Of in
truction-"What are the parts OF
the SO rifle?"-the midday hours of
physical Pianist, forward!
BY the right, quick march. Report
to the cook-house for potato-peel-
ing"
We indulge in "reminiscences.
Kropp laughs suddenly and says
Change at Lohne!"
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factory adapted to the purpose.
There are beds in it, or rather
bunks--a- couple of wooden beams
over which wire netting Is stretched.
Wire netting is hard. And there's
nothing 70 put on it. Our water
proof sheets are too thin. We use
our blankets to cover ourselves.
Kat looks at the place and then
says to Hale Westhus. Come with
me-" They go of TO explore. Half
an hst.r later they are back again
tn arms full or straw. Kat has
found a horse box with straw in it.
Now we might sleep il We weren't
so terribly hungry.
Kropp asks an artilleIyman who
has been some time in this neigh
borhood: rs there canteen any
where abouts?"
rs there a what?" he laughs.
There's nothing to be had here
You won't find so much as a crust
OF bread here
aren't there any inhabitants here
at all them"
He spits. Eyes. couple. But
they mostly loaf around the cook
house and beg"
That's a bad business Then
welI have to pull in our belts and
wait till the rations come up in the
morning"
But see Kat has put on his cap.
Where to, Kat?" I ask.
Just to explore the place bit.
He strolls off. The artilleryman
grins scornfully. LET him explore!
put don't be too hopeful about it."
Disappointed we lie down and
consider whether we couldn't have
a 60 at the iron rations But it's
too risky; so We try to get wink
Of sleep.
Kropp divides a cigaret and hands
me half. Tjaden gives an account
of his national dish-broadbeans
and bacon. He despises it when not
favoured with bog myrtle, and, for
Gods sake, let it all be cooked to-
gether, not the potatoes, the beans,
and the bacon separately
Someone growls that he will pound.
Tiaden into boy-myrtle if he doesn't
shut up. Then all becomes quiet in
the big roonl-only the candles flick
cring from the neckS of a couple Of
bottles and the artilleryman spit
ting every now and then.
We stir a bit as the door opens
and Kat appears. 1 think must
be dreaming; he has two loaves of
bread under his arm and blood
stained sandbag full Of horsefiesh
in his hand.
The artilleryman pipe drops from
his mouth. He feels the bread. Real
bread, by God! and still hot tool"
Kat gives no explanation. He has
the bread, the rest doesn't matter.
I'm sure that If he we're planted
down in the middle of the desert, in
half an hour he would have gathered
together a supper of roast meat,
dates, and wine.
Cut some wood" he says CURLY
to Hale.
Then he hauls out frying pan
from under his coat, and handful
of salt as we'll as lump of fat
from his pocket. He has thought
of everything. Hale makes fire
on the floor. It lights up the
empty room Of the factory. We
climb out of bed. The artilleryman
hesitates. He wonders whether to
praise Kat and so perhaps gain a
little for himself. But Katczinsky
doesn't even see him, he might as
we'll be as thin as air. He goes of
cursing.
Kat knows the way to roast horse
flesh so that it's tender. 1t shouldn't
be put straight into the pan, that
makes it tough. Tt should be boiled
first in a little water. Vita our
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CREOLE ORCHESTRA
WILL OPEN SEASON
Indiana Roof Ballroom viii Swing Into Its New Dance Era
Saturday Night With Bernie Young's Band.

THE grand fall opening of the Indiana Roof ballroom this coming
Indianapolis
orchestra the has enjoyed
Roof ballroom Milwaukee and for the
broadcatsing stations WTMJ and WISH
his Creole orchestra said to the hottest
aggegatops the public
for this gala opening occasion
entertaining band featuring novelties
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rather, languidly, q filmy green
negligee fluttering over an even
filmier orchid-tinted nightgown,
AZ heard your typewriter" she
explained. sweetly. "and / wond-
cred IL you'd lend me a sheet of
carbon paper?"
Dick looked at her. He had
seen her several times about the
hotel, usually alone.
Certainly" he said, stiffly, and
added, Il always get mine by
calling the desk"
DO you really?" She came into
the room, lifted book from the
table and opened it. MY name 5
Edith. Feeley, by the way-Mrs.
Feeley. II you weren't such an
ungociable cuss, you'd know that
l have the room next door"
Dick held out the sheet of car
bon paper, but she waved it
away.
Il haven't gone yete' Her
green eyes travelled over him in
amused insolence. What pretty
pajamas! Aren't you going to
ask me to sit DOWN.
Dick ignored the suggestion.
Will one sheet be enough?" he
asked, still offering the carbon.
Mrs. Feeley shrugged her
shoulders. You here getting a
divorce?" she asked.
That's my business, said Dick,
and looked pointedly at the door.
Dear meH' His visitor sighed.
What an unfriendly little boy
you aret / saw you yesterday.
driving up Virginia Street with
girl, and you were a lot more
chubby! Gentlemen prefer blondes!
Who Is she, anyway"
OF course, reflected Dick. he
could telephone the desk and have
this impertinent young female
forcibly removed. Or he could
pick her up and carry her TO the
hall. But he had no desire to
touch her; his initial distaste for
Mrs. Feeley was becoming down-
right dislike.
"Well--well! If it isn't . pa
jana party" ]. B. grinning, ap.
peared in the bedroom door. do
intruder"
Dick dropped the carbon paper
on the table. There 1t is I'm
going back to work" he said
shortly.
J. B. approached Edith Feeley.
Anything can do to be of SER
vice." he asked. 81 always fall
for red.haired women
And how" laughed Mrs. Feeley.
"Is your boy.friend a Y NC. A.
secretary or something?"
Don't bother about him!' coun-
seIled J. B., grining at Dicks
back.
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The clumping of mules =
the soft padding of J. BIS leather
slippers the door closed
behind them.
Dick got up and walked dis.
gustedly to the window. Lord!
he was no moralist, yet the Incl
dent left bad taste in his mouth.
He lighted a cigaret, thoughts of
work vanquished by thoughts of
Reno.
This wasn't, he assured himself,
the only Reno, this divorce colony
with its tawdry sordidness. That
courthouse, below in the sunlight,
had other business than divorce
--uuarrels of .bronzed ranch
ers, cattle and sheep men, were
settled there; bitter battles be-
tween miners arbitrated. But
there was an insidious quality in
the city, a slackening of morals,
a general let-dOwn. J. B. and
Edith Feelay were typical
Dicks disgust was reflected and
intensified a few evenings later
in the mind of an elderly gentle
man who stepped from the west
bound train. Dignified and AFRO
CANT this gentleman surveyed the
scene before him and took grim
pleasure in the fact that his lost
fantastic opinions of Reno were
confirmed.
To such a place, Alexander w.
Brett told himself. had Felicia
dragged him. Well-she could
settle for that, later.
Drunken voices were raised in
songs of dubious benediction to
speed on their way honeymoon
couple, the former Mrs. NIFTY
Fowler, of Wichita, Kan, and her
fourth matrimonial partner, the
soft-shoe artist, Jack Fielding
both graduate members, divorced
and remarked the same day.
Brett struggled for 9 way
through the press.
Hello, handsomew A flushed
young thing in red evening dress
ripped from one shoulder by too
ardent sdmirer patted his cheek
affectionately with a moist hand.
Her breath was heavy with the
fumes OF many drinks.
The diplOmat--without diplomacy
removed her hand as though it
had been a spider.
well, what the hell?'' The
young woman looked at him
angrily. Then she flung back her
head and laughed. loudly. my
mistake, grandpop!" she told him.
Brett brushed her aside, white
with fury. Adrienne Henley-Mar
tins taunt, Look in a mirror,
Alex!" came back in all its bitter
ness. Savagely, he plunged
through the crowd, looking about
for a porter.
There was no porter-some one
else had taken the only one Reno
boasts-and there was no taxi.
Finally installed in a dilapidated
bus that looked like a discarded
hearse, he was joggled to the
hotel. where, still trembling with
humiliation and rage, he seized the
telephone and called the Hodge
home. Hs
To his inquiry for Mrs. Brett,
Ann Hodge answered. Mrs. Brett
is out"
So Felicia was out, was she?
In this city of drunkenness and
revelry! Savagely, Alexander paced
the room. At 2 o'clock, half mad
with jealous suspicion, he tele-
phoned again. If she wasn't at
home by two in the morning. he
would know what to think!
Mrs. Brett has not returned"
Are you sure?" he demanded.
II thought surely she's be back
by now"
Ann Hodge. reused from her
bed, and sleepy, was struck by a
thought. GWho Is this?" she
asked. "Dick?"
Alexander Brett flung, the tele-
phone to the floor, So there was
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Dick, was there? AT five, he
threw himself, exhausted, on the
bed and slept, but eight o'clock
found him out on the street, NOV
ing briskly toward the detective
agency which the hotel manager
had recommended. He'd find out
about this Dick!
He believed in being thorough.
In confidence the manager had
given him the name of a very
clever woman, Sin case Mr.. Brett
should wish any service of an
especially private nature.
He glanced at the slip of paper
in his hand. Mrs. Edith Feeley--
Room 342-Liberty Hotel. For
an instant, he hesitated. No, he
would go to the Hodges first and
see for himself, if Felicia had re-
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This Day in Our History

The Legal Tender Act February 20 1852
This provided the issuing Of s150000O0 in United states
notes. These notes simply but the act declared
them to be lawful money for the payment Of all debts
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Noted Author Pens a Vivid
Story Of Americas Mad
Dance of Marriage
And Divorce
What Has Happened So Far

In the Overland Limited the a0dy from NelU York
to Reno DICK STUYVESANT meets FELICIA BRETT.
They strongly attracted to each other Because they
are ashamed to be getting dUOrces they lie to each other
about their destinations and slip from the train at Reno
as qtety possible. DICK goes to the hOte Were he
Joins a bachelor friend, JOHN BERKELEY, ntcknanaed
J. B. FELICIA goes to friends DIR. and MRS. HODGE.
DICK sees her the neat day unchng at the hotel auth
youag PEGGY HODGE and t'Uo college boys. DssttI-
stoned, he firts qVth BETTY ROGERS, a pretty little
Southerer IN Reno for "The Cure, and that night at
tends 4cd parY The nert evening he meets FELICIA
and the HODGES at JUDGE COOPER'S They Explain
their auGI decepons and feel again the strong Gtrac
tion that dre0 them together the tram While drlUtng
FELICIA home DICK kisses her GrdentIy and FELICIA
does not resist him. ANN HODGE carns her that too
marked frendliness rOth DICK mag tper her chance
of obtaining custody of her siGyear-oh SON. FELICA
declares she OU 90 back to Ne York and get the boy
The nert day she gets a0re from her mother, MRS
HENLEY-MARTIN IN NeaC York telling her that ALEX
ANDER BRETT her elderly husband IS 0" has 10ay to
Reno She gets GrpGne and tedUes at once for Ne0
York. An hour afterwards DICK and J. B. hear that
plane has fallen 70 miles east of Reno They rush to the
spot IN automobile.
NOw Go On With The Story
CHAPTER SEVEN =
AVN was breaking when Dick B., and the reporters
drove back into Reno
"And this my night Of res!'' moaned j. b.
gloomiIy eyeng the eastern sky.
Dick grinned heartlessy. The wrecked airshlp' the
reporter had investigate had proved to be
more than mail plane forced down by cogged fuel
line. Felicia safe!
When he-awakened, toward noon, j. B. still sleeping
the sleep of the nnocent-perhaps undeserved Dick
threw dressing gown and ordered breakfast sent
to his
His first day without Felicia! Resolved to spend his time
well while she away he opened the of his portable
typewriter and with determined air attacked pile OF
unanswered mail. The keys clicking busiy when
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