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The Washington times., 1930-06-30

TITS stunning" Greta said,
posing her yellow head at a
saucy angle to get the effect.
But it certainly is not what
you might call festive. Makes
you look kind Of sedate, and
mysterious. Let's doll 1t UP with
Some Of that costume jewelry.
Or how about the coral earrings
you wore that night on ship
board?"
"No. Not unless he suggests
it."
I'D like to beat him at his
own game. He made you put
on black because he thinks it
will be inconspicuous. He
doesn't want anyone to notice
YOU"
Was Greta right? The char.
treuse had been perfect, the
color most becoming. Was the
order to change it inspired by
displeaSure or by design?
THAT is BETTER" AlphonSe
said when he had repeated
his inspection of Raquel. "We
will dispense with flowers this
evening"
Greta's eyes flashed her an
II told you SO" message.
AlphonSe decided on the
Chateau Madrid, after all.
They sat at the edge Of q
polished square Of dance-floor
with the star-spangled sky for
a canopy and q hedge Of Vari-
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
By Jane Dixon

Greta. "of course, I'll have
this fox.trot. If you'll promise
not to beg me for another
one" She rose, fluffing out her
skirts, urging him toward the
dance floor.
He had given the barest nod
to Raquel and to Alphonse.
Shall we dance, Mademoi-
selle Raquel?" asked AlphonSe.
"Oh. yes." she said, fervently.
"I'd love it,"
She would rather dance with
Alphonse than any partner she
had ever known. She lost her
self with him. She became a
part Of the alluring music, of
the rhythmic motion of the
dance. Alphonse did not annoy
her with SenSeless chatter, po-
lite nothings. Like her, he
found in dancing q means
whereby to drift, happily, in a
barQue Of dreams.
That young ass Adams is in.
terested in Miss Greta," he said,
when they were returning to
the table. His smile was sage,
approving. BERTHE pointed at.
tention to Greta. his curt dis
missal OF her companions, had
worked magic with the hurnor
Of Alphorlse.
Raquel thought: ''He Is glad
BERTHE Adams has been all but
rude to me-" A gleam of blue
white shone between her red
lips. BERTHE and Greta were ap-
preaching. They were at the
table.
Deliberately RaqueI threw back
her head and gave Adams the
dazzling warmth Of her smile.
And you, Miss Rojos-this
dance BERTHE hesitated.
She half rose. There was a
pottery bowl filled with crimson
roses on the table. She selected
the brightest of them, a rose
half blown, and thrust it under
the lace strap over her left
shoulder so that 1t nestled close
to her cheek. Then, placing
her hand lightly on Berries
arm, she turned her back on
the table.
II was afraid to ask YOU for
q dance" he murmured close
to her ear. "AIphonse thinks
I'm a bounder, and / didn't
want to cause you any trouble. /"
THAT is foolish" !" she said.
covering him again with the
glory Of her smile. 81 do not
think you are q bounder. And
I am the best Judge Of my
friends"
I'VE will be-friends-then?"
She felt the tightening Of his
arms.
IF you wish it."
The music stopped in the
whirl Of joy with which he
sealed their pact.
CONTINUED TOnaOrrowl
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"MISS HARD BOILED"

colored hydrangeas flanked by
the gently swaying shadows Of
green trees for walls. The
lights in this romantically beau
tiful garden hung low like
stars let down from the con-
Stellations above. Music throb-
bed through the glamour Of the
night.
Could such places be real?
They must be. For here were
Greta and Alphonse, and here
was she. Raquel. in the midst
of the enchanted garden.
They were having coffee
when Greta exclaimed in her
boisterous way:
There's BERTHE Adams, all
by his lonesome. Let's give
him q tumble. I'd like to
dance" She did not wait for
permission, but cupped her
hand to her ridiculous little
bow of a mouth and hailed the
passing BERTHE.
Hello, old thing" she
greeted. "Whither> away? I
thought I got rid. of you that
last night on the ship when
you tried to poison me with
bum stuff. You'll have to stop
dogging my footsteps this way.
Honest"
'sYou draw me as honey
draws a bee" said BERTHE, bend
ing over Greta's chair.
PUT it in writing" countered
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
CHAPTER Al

When AlphonSe called for Ra-
quel promptly at 8 o'clock that
evening, as he had promised.
Greta was with him.
I'VE are coming up" he told
her when they were announced.
AlphonSe's greeting was grace
full, gallant. Apparently all trace
of the afternoon conflagratioI
was wiped out. Not even the
ashes remained.
"I wish to inspect the models
you have chosen" he explained.
standing at distance and ex.
amining both Greta and Raquel
with critical eyes, as II they were
SO many pieces Of doubtful mer.
chandise.
Miss Greta, you have chosen
WELL" he said. after he had
taken account of them from
every angle. ''The' orchid lights
up we'll"
His eyes were fastened on Ra-
quel. He frowned.
81 must ask you to change
your gown, Mademoiselle Raquel, !"
he said. His small eyes narrowed
the better to observe her. Char
treuSs Is not good for you to.
t1ght, The combination of yel-
low and green gives you a sallow
color. It does not offer enough
contrast to your skin"
He was diSpleaSed. Then the
afternoon was not forgotten. He
had read what was In her mind.
Either he resented the injustice
she had done him, or he smol-
dered because she had thwarted
him.
Il am sorry, monhieur," she
said. IF you will suggest
what you think suitable"
"I'n help you change" Greta
offered.
There is a model OF black.
The lace one. That would do
very WE'LL"
Black. And he had advised
color.
Raquel closed the door of the
rose room and began to divest
| AOAoCA "a Jlc QT6SS WHICH was
the color Of chartreuse.
Psst!" 1t was Greta, motion
ing her to the side Of the room
farthest from the door.
Il got a surprise that's gonna
knock him for a twister," she
said in an undertone, crooking
q thumb in the direction of the
waiting Alpll onse. BERTHE
Adams rang me UP at the Ritz.
He'd been hunting us all over
town. I told him we would be
at Armenonville or the Madrid.
He's going to show UP later
Raquel shook doubtful head.
"Alphonse will insult him out.
right" she whispered.
He'd better not"
Raquel stuck her head into
the web of frail black lace:
pulled it down carefully into
| place.
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TEA-TABLE
CHATTER

Long hair splits at the ends
because that portion Of the hair
is dead tissue. The human
thatch grows six inches . year.
pushing out from the scalp in
overlapping scales, and it breaks
off at the ends six inches a
year, thus maintaining the same
length all the time. Dry, brit
tie hair is not healthy. It
should have oil treatments once
a week, and the oil should be
applied the fun length Of the
hair strands.
Worriers' face is a common
affliction. You see it every
where. Some worriers enjoy
worrying; at any rate they ex-
agerate their griefs and trou,
bles, which is no help toward a
life Of peace and contentment.
A good slogan for the fretters
is Laugh that off" since most
Of them worry about things
that have never happened and
probably never will.
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
DAILY ANTIQUE
No. 73

An exquisite art object is
this beautiful japanese vase Of
silver and gold inlay. The vase
is 1S0 years old, and comes
from Satsuma, Japan. For the
past, IS years it has been in
the family of Dealy c. Paolo,
Of 4203 Illinois Ave. N. w.
k&k
The Washington Times iDiIl
publish from day to day inter.
esting specimens OF authentic
American origin or of historic
antiques. Readers possessing
genuine antiques, particularly
articles OF ColoniG,, or early
association, are inUited to for.
tDGrd photographs and records
for publication, or notify the
Antique Editor and q photcg.
TGpKler tDiL be sent.
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In the News

Robin Dale hurried out into
q misty rain-driven night. 1t
was late October and the rain,
driven on the first chilling
blasts Of oncoming winter, sent
O coldness penetrating to the
marrow of the bones. He sat
huddled up in a corner of the
taxi as it sped over the SHIN
mering reflections Of the street
lights on the blackwell pave
ment Of the Drive making q
mental resume Of old SilaS
Wayne.
Silas Wayne had figured in
news reports on and off for
many years, during which he
had developed a little, second
rate hotel, the Wayne Lodging
House, on lower Broadway,
into the chain Of magnificent
Wayne Hotels which were
objects Of pride in every large
city in the country. But it was
rather his eccentricities than
his growing wealth through
which he broke into print. He
had permitted his brother to
die pauper's death because
he detested failures. When q
certain president invited him
to- join a conference for the
betterment of general business
conditions he refused to ac.
cept, stating he was interested
only in his own business which
needed no betterment. He sent
a trusted employe to the peni-
tentiary for defrauding him
and then adopted the EN-.
ploye's homeless child. He was
o confirmed bachelor, for his
much-printed-and disputed creed
was that a woman gave
nothing to q man but took
everything-his money, his time
and even his name. :.
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Eyewitness

Jardin paused. Dale dropped
the cigarette into a little try
and stumped it out nervously,
you were there when is hap
pened? You mean he was
killed right under the eyes of
eight watching people?"
Just that! There's some.
thing unnatural about it. No
body nearer than 10 feet, no
dagger thrown or we'd have
seen it; couldn't possibly have
killed himself, even if he had
a reason to, which he didn't,
and yet there it was right
through his heart and not q
chance for trick contraptions
about the desk because I in.
veStigated."
well, I might just as well
get busy and figure 1t out II
want to get the big story In
the morning paper"
II suppose you'll tell us who
did it. Between givin' advice
an grubbin' cigarettes, you'll be
maxim yourself a pest"
Suddenly, high-pitched. angry
words came to them from TIE
living room. why don't you
let her alone? You see she
doesn't know anything about it
If Silas Wayne was murdered it
wasn't any more than Ie de-
served"
That's the doctor. ] got a
hunch, he knows more about
this whole affairs than We
think"
Let's go in and see what's
developed. That's better than
playing lunches. II you're
really interested in crime.
Sarge. I ought to tell you that
it's a very exact science"
Before Jardin could reply
Dale had opened the door to
the living room, where the in
vestigation was under way.
Ito Be Continued TOmOrrOw.)
Copyright. 1880, King Features
syndicate Incl
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CORRECT
MANNERS
MRS. Cornelius Beeckman


Flower for the Deceased
DEAR MRS. BEECKNIAN:
/ wonder if it is proper to
send money to relatives of ones
deceased friends for flowers, to
be put on the graves on diff
ferent occasions, as it is impos-
Sible for me to ever visit the
different cemeteries?
Yes. this would be proper, and
a very thoughtful thing to do.
And . gesture that I am sure
the relatives would love and
appreciate. I can't see how 1t
could possibly be misinterpreted.
Usually, too. this kind Of ar
rangement can be made with
the superintendent of a ceme-
terry. although it would prob
ably be better to do it through
the relatives OF the friend 4
that is possible.
Sherbet and Salad Forks
DEAR MRS. BEECKMAN:
/. viii you please tell me
whether it is correct to ea4
Sherbet, when served with the
dinner, with a spoon or a forkf
2. Is 1t correct to eat the
salad, when served with the
dinner, with o salad fork, or
with the same fork one uses
for the meat? L. 2.
J.. With either, depending on
the one that is served. Usually
q spoon is not provided, and
one eats the sherbet with the
fork, as one eats the other &C.
cessories Of the course.
2. It is better form to use q
salad fork, to eat the salad
that Is served with q course.
And the careful hostess will
place the salad fork as well aS
the diner fork.
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] CHAPTER I


The man at the night desk
hung up the telephone with Q
sharp click, swung around In
his creaky chair, adjusted his
heavy horn-rirnn1ed glasses and
peered in squirting fashion
through the murky atmosphere
Of the office. At the far end Of
the room, hunched over q type
writer, he spotted the object Of
his search.
Dale something good" he
called in a throaty voice.
Robin Dale Strengthened up,
took one look at Pop Beacon
and grabbed his coat.
What is it, Pop-murder"
Nothing less, boy. Go UP to
the Wayne place. just off the
Drive at about One Hundred
and Eightieth. The old mans
been bumped off and there's
q lot of mystery about it.
Reilly at the d. AS Office
Just called me. There's q big
story in this, Dale, and I'll hold
the spot in the first edition
for it. So go out and get It'll"
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TELL II TO ELSIE!
By Elsie Robinson

pestiest Of human l1abits--tl1A
habit Of blaming someone or
something else for our own fall
ure.
Love didn't fan this woman.
She failed love.
Too Immature
It's perfectly plain, from her
description of her first mar
riage, that she was too irnnna-
ture to make q success Of any
thing. She looked grown up,
and she felt grown UP, but in
mind and heart. she was sta 3
child. She didn't know life and
its realities. Her mind was
filled with lovely. but utterly
impractical theories about ru-
nance. And when she came in
contact with actual marriage.
with its hurn-drum routine, and
got srmacked down to earth,
she Immediately concluded that
her husband was a brute and
love q delusion. The thing that
made her first marriage q
tragedy was not love, but her
silly, unreal mental picture Of
love and her own immature,
ungoverned youthful iI1ten-
sity."
1t Is true that food and
shelter and work and children
are important. It is true that
order and q sense of security
are important. But it is also
true that things Of the heart
and soul are important, too.
And love feeds the heart and.
soul and makes life q gorgeous
adventure. But only il we use
it with judgment.
You can't succeed in mar
riage If you expect it. to be q
romantic orgy, in which your
every fanciful whim viii be
gratified.
Nor can you succeed In mar
riage if you make a doormat OF
yourself and discard all your
individuality.
Love Tremendous
You must bring to marriage
the same good sense and diSci-
pline and dignity and tolerance
and humor which you bring to
any other human relationship.
Unbalanced emotions and url-
trained characters will wreck
marriage, as they would wreck
any other job.
Loves a tremendous force,
Freda-and love, as we know
it, is a comparatively new eX-
pertinent in human life. A
thousand years ago-even 500
years ago-it didn't exist. Men
and women were attracted to
each other, ''fell in love" and
married-but the conditions
which govern marriage now did
not govern marriage then. We
moderns have very gallant
and glorious dream Of mar.
riage. and that dream can be
achieved-and has been achieved
by thousands. But because it's
a new form of partnership. and
because we're not quite up to
it yet, we find it very difficult.
But that's no reason for being
"offa" love, Freda.
Take your chance, little girl.
Dare to love! It's the greatest
adventure on earth.
Copyright, 1880. King Features
SunAinatA Inn
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
Sergeant Jardin

Dale had framed a nice little
feature on the sidelights Of the
Silas Wayne tragedy by the
time his taxi turned into the
driveway of the estate. The
house was set back a hundred
yards from Riverside Drive on
q jetty of land which stretched
to the Hudson Rive. The big,
old-faShiOned, turreted house set
like a broad, horned spectre
against a dull background of
leaden sky. Dale dismissed the
cab and hurried to the porch.
The desolation of the place, the
moaning of the wind, through
the bare branches of trees, the
incessant patter Of rain on the
dry, dead leaves, all seemed to
give grim forebocings of tragedy
and sent a shiver through
Robin Dale's body. He dropped
the knocker and a sharp re-
port echoed hollowly at the far
ends of the porch.
It was q long moment before
the door was opened, but
finally 1t swung back and in
the dimly lighted hallway stood
Sergeant JardiI4, from central
office.
''Lo, Sarge. Cheerful sort OF
q place, isn't it?"
Jardin grunted unenthuSias-
tically and motioned Dale in
and shut the door.
who killed the old man,
Sarge?"
THE chieI an. the D. A.
himself are in there now trying
to figure it out. There's some
thin queer about this whole
thing"
Before you explain, let's
have cigarette" )"
Jardin held out a pack Of
cigarettes with q grimace of
disgust which required no utter
arlce of words. Dale took one,
lit it and propped himself on
the edge of a small table.
Nov let's have it,"
well, today Wayne sends for
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
YOUR RULING
STAR
by Williams Shwader-l
THE YEAR AHEAD
For Those Whose Birthday Ia
Tp11w

=
If tomorrow is your birth
day you may experience some
trouble or disappointment
through loss or illness. There
are some very good influences,
however, that should bring new
and interesting people and cir.
,cumstaIlces into your life. This
would not be q good year to
deal in land or real estate.
Important Dates: Avoid ex-
cesses Of all kinds, take no
risks and maintain routine
from July / to 3, July 8 to 10,
October / to 3. z to 10. Is to
18, November 8 to December 8,
December 20 to 81, January 4
to Z, March 20 to 81, April 4
to Z. Good for general affairs,
make efforts to advance your
interests from August 2 to Is,
October "a to az, December IL
to il, February 18 to 81. June
30 to "a. Contradictory dates
show two opposing influences.
A CHILD born tomorrow will
have a fine sense of intuition.
He will be loyal, friendly, fond
OF art, and ambitious to rise to
a position of prominence. He
is quite apt TO suffer losses
and opposition. but confidence
and perseverance will work
wonders.
TENDENCIES FOR JULY q:
Any inspirational work espe.
cially If it has to do with the
drama should be benefited.
This is not such good day
to seek favors from those in
authority, to make changes or
to deal with elderly people.
1t is not fortunate for land.
BUILDINGS or mines. Look out
for fanA
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
Is love q boz q hooey"?


Is your chance Of happiness
greater IL you marry q friend"
than II you marry lover?
Is romance just 3 foolish
dream, that never really ma
terializeS2 And does the search
for romance mess up and waste
q woman's life, and keep her
from ever finding real happi-
ness?
A famous writer" who pre-
ferS to remain anonymous, uses
up q lot Of words in a recent
magazine article, to say that
it is and does. And Freda's
terribly confused. For Freda's
in love, and about to marry
the only man. But suppose
all this is true-???
Dear Elsie:
Have you read that recent
magazine article by q noted
woman writer? And what do
you think of the ideas this
woman says she's found are the
only ones that win work out?
They sound funny to me, and
I'm awfuIIy worried.
"Sl1e says marry for con.
venience. Love is unimpOrt-
ant. Sentimental love is really
q source Of tragedy for Ameri.
can women. Women, because
Of their physical nature, are
more nearly animals than men,
Do yOu think that's true, Elsie?
Then she goes on to say Il
married for love, and wasted
the best years Of my life trying
to make my marriage q success.
married again, for cOnven-
ience, and though / brought
that marriage only tarnished
Illusions and the remains Of my
youthful intensity, have been
rewarded with all the joys of
life. Children, and natural love
and honor
Two Kinds Of Marriage
"And OF that first marriage
Of hers, she says I loved, and
he betrayed my love. There
fore, / was wronged. Those are
the simple absOlutes Of all love
blinded women. / get cynical
over the chances of women to
become seIf-respecting individ-
uals, when think Of the years
! spent trying to please my hus-
band instead Of being myself.
and Of her second marriage for
convenience, she says, 4 do not
expect romantic love and I do
not expect alteration. For the
first time / am able to look at
the world with eyes that are not
harried with suffering
sand she says that power,
mostly, Is what women and men
want, not love- / don't think
that power is what / want.
Certainly / wouldn't want ia
feel inferior but I'm not grab
bing for power.
Before / read this article, ]
thought my love was a very
beautiful thing. 1t seemed to
me to make the stars nearer
and the winds sweeter and the
flowers brighter. / was happy,
But now I'm wondering. Some
times / feel frightened. Am
running into tragedy? Is love
really just a form of insanity
that hlights your happiness. like
she says?
what do yOu think about II
all? Please tell me, because
don't want to build my life on
something that's going to wrech
1t and me. is love all
wrong? III 1t isn't. why should
she think so? Freda,"
Why is this lady "off'' love?
Well, Of course, I can't say
positively, but I suspect she's in
dulging in one Of the Oldest and
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
In The Home

After threading the needle,
tie a knot in the end of the
thread that was last broken
from the spool and the thread
win nOt kink.
The Washington times., 1930-06-30
Queer Doings

The population of Mexico has
increased approximately 1000.
600 since 1871. There are now
16.4O4 $50 people living in that
eo0nt
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