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"Anne Marlowe my fiancee
and don't talk about her-I
tell you, don't talk about her
in a place like thisI won't
!. have St"
Kent was excited. Tears
welled in his eyes. His body
shook with emotion. Morgan
was. sympathetic:
There, there, Kid, I guess I
I know how you feel. You're
right Anne Marlowe shouldn't
be brought into any discussion
here. Not Anne Marlowe."
He pronounced the name with
lingering deliciousness. Kent
glanced at him suspiciously.
But Morgan was looking away,
his lips moving. Anne Marlowel
So that was her name. Anne
Marlowel How simple and beau
tiful. Just like her picture.
Morgan walked away, groggy,
paying no further attention to
Kent. Morgan passed through
the crowd of prisoners, seeing
nothing. He strobe by without
needing q Mexican who was in
toning a pater-noster in Span.
ish, two fine-looking men who
might have been bankers in
the other world; a young boy,
thin, tubercular, coughing; two
grizzled old-timerS cursing an1ia-
bly, between themselves; two
Chinese jabbering in their
monosyllabic jargon. He walked
on until he ran into Butch,
who was standing in the midst
of his usual group of admirers
Olsen, the SWede; Joe LajenSky,
one-time gunman and now a
trusty and tender of the prison
garden; Dopey, who still got his
heroin somehow and sent the
drug scorching into veins
through a scratch made with
a rusty safety pin, and Putnam,
who had killed a man because
he wore Spats.
Some day Til carve the
heart out of that skunk Wallace
and send it in a tin can to the
governor" Butch was saying.
He saw: Say, Morg, we're
getting everything in fine shape
for the big blowoff - :"
Morgan nodded, but said
nothing. Butch slapped him
on the back.
"Say, what's getting into you!
You act like you was takin'
hop. Come on, snap out of it."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah-we've got the works
fixed"
Butch and the rest got their
heads together and began to
whisper. Meantime, Kent, who
was leaning against the wall,
watched them from a distance.
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CONTINUED from Yesterday

Continued from Yesterday
The road led through aiSles
of redwoods, through groves of
oak and aspen. Rafting over
wooden bridges which spanned
mountain brooks brimming with
spring rains. Through tiny
hamlets, little more than a
handful of houses clustered
about a general merchandise
store.
Ardeth thought of the first
time she had come up this
road on the long ago snow
party. She felt wonder and a
stirring of faint pity for the
romantic, untried girl she had
been then. She had loved Ken
then as a girl worships a story
book hero. Not with the brood
ing fiercely protective love she
now knew.
In that long ago time, Ken
had been the gay and aggres-
sive one. Now she was bring
ing him up here, weary and
beaten. Bringing him up here
to the healing quiet Of the
mountain. What did the gos.
sip of the world she was leav-
ing matter now! she thought
grimly. The world had parted
them long enough. The path
ahead was suddenly clear-no
matter where it led.
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Underworld Code

1t was the code of the under.
world where the double-crosS in
spired a swift and violent death.
In prison it was the prisoner
against the world. And in
prison. as in every other walk
of life. there were traitors. Kent,
who had had his first lesson the
night he entered prison and who
still felt the dull throb in his
jaw where Butch's fist had
landed, quickly learned the
credo' in q hundred little ways.
He had learned. too. that there
was an undercurrent of unrest
which preshadowed violence.
The prisoners were becoming
more bold and brazen every day.
Morgan, who singled Kent out
always when they were in the
narrow recreation yard, sought
by careful questioning to draw
from him the name OF the girl
i1i the picture. He had never re-
turned the photograph to Kent.
but always had kept it close to
his heart. Kent had become
aagered when he found the pic
tl1re gone the morning after
Butch had silenced him, but
ne dared say nothing. And Nor
gan admired him the less for it
man who would wrangle and
turn fink over the theft. of his
cigarettes. but who choked
down when the picture of his
girl was stolen!
Morgan surmised that she
must be his girl. She did not
look like his sister. He had
said he was not married. But
try as he could. Morgan could
learn nothing about the girl,
lie looked often at the little
picture as he held 1t half con-
cealed in the palm of his hand.
and ne felt an impulse to de
mand OF Kent that girls name
and address. He began to grow
Jealous over her and to secretlv
hate Kent. A week after the
boy had entered the prison
Morgan walked over to him in
the recreation yard.
Don't take it so hard, Kid"
he began sympathetically.
Kent flared up.
Don't take it so hard! He'll!
This sort of thing might be all
right for-er, Butch or men
like him. But for me it's diff.
ferent. / never was meant for
such treatment and such atmos-
phere."
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women she had known through
the shop
She shrugged. What did it
matter! Ken was here! Fierce
protective JOY swelling in her
heart. The dice were flung.
Ken needed her - what else
could count.
She went around the house
in a strangely cool frame Of
mind, planning for the life Of
the next few months. Fortu-
nately the necessities Of living
were on hand Plenty of warm
blankets and clean linen piled
on the pine-board shelves Of
the closet. Sufficient dishes
stacked in the kitchen, where
a square od-burning stove
and a never failing supply Of
fuel attended to their cooking
needs.
She could get the necessary
supplies at the small store down
the road. Tomorrow she would
make arrangements TO Duy
butter and eggs from one of the
ranches. Eggs and milk and
fresh fruit-Ken would need
little else for a while. Sunshine
and quiet, and a mind at rest,
the doctor had said :" "
When Tom went down. to the
store for the list she had made
out, she went into the bed
room. Ken had fallen into
troubled sleep. For a moment
the girl stood looking down at
the brown head and thin face,
and fierce little prayer began
in her heart.
God, let me keep him
God, I'll take care of him
don't let them take him away"
Tom hesitated unhappily in
the doorway of the living room
when it was time for him to
leave.
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Ken Tries to Protest

Up and up-through groves
of silver pines, where the late
sunlight flung long bars OF
deep gold across the brown
road. Past mountain rivers,
like an outcropping OF green
Jade where black hawks hung
on poised wings. Up to the
little cabin waiting in the sing
ing stiffness of the mountains.
Shadows. were long and the
swift chill of mountain night
had descended when they
reached the cabin. Ken looked
about with puzzled frown
when they helped him into
the house. The long sleep had
somewhat collected his thoughts.
He protested weakly; -
"Ardeth we canI 90
this You mustn't"
She was gently firm. Don't
think, dear. I'll do the think
ing"
SICK as ne WdS, lCA oUASAAeSA
will swayed him. He sank
back into the placid unconcern
which covered him like a warm
and restful cloak. After all
here was Ardeth saying
she would not leave him
Good, simply to let things siloe
after struggling against them SO
long. Good to be up here away
from the thoughts OF Cecile-
of the stock market-a man
could rest up here
He made no protest when
Tom took him in hand and put
him to bed in the adjoining
bedroom whose board walls still
smelled of the pine forest.
Ardeth kindled a fire in the
living room, Her thoughts went
back to the time she had been
here with Mary and Phyllis
Hawkins and the Duvant girl.
How they would talk-those
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A Boot-licker

Frank Oliver, an obseQuious,
shoe licking truSty who was serv.
ing a ten-spot for, larceny, stop
ped in front of Kent.
Hello, punk. What's the
slap? You puck a blue crouch.
Butch again?"
Kent looked UP listlessly.
Hell kill me some day. He
bullies me all the time. In line
he steps on my heels, shoves me
from behind, kicks me, and
when I look around he grins or
makes a funny, disgraceful noise
with his mouth. He carries a
knife and he'll stab me. He gets
mad at nothing"
"Oh, he carries a knife, does
hep" and Oliver whistled.
"Sure-sharp as a razor"
"Where'd he get it?"
"Oh, don't know--it'S been
passed along from one to the
other for months now. The
original owner is in the cooler,
think
Well, why don't you get even
with Butch-put the squawk on
him."
My God. mol"
Get wise-learn the racket.
Ii means time off for you.
LOOK at me. I've knocked off
SIX years Of my bit by slippin'
little things to the crews now
and then And in this case it,ll
MAKE 1t safer for you, anyway"
But he'll murder me-" Kent
shook his head.
Well, you amt gonna pub.
lish this in the Journal-heW
never get hep. And you'll be
gettin' hunk with him, seeo"
Diver Shuffled away, after
nudging Kent in the ribs and
wlnElng. Kent followed him
with his gaze and saw him
turn a bit off his route to,
IasS close to Wallace, the can
tain of the yard. He was sure
Oliver spoke to Wallace. but
he did not stop and the guard
neyci turned his head Soon
Wallace walked over toward
Kent. and as he passed him
ne looked at him searchingly
kent dropped his eyes.
Ito Be Continued
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GIRL JJNAFRAID : By Gladys Johnson

you've always been square. You
didn't want me to believe it
but-well, I'm the original boob,
/ guess. I hate to leave you
here, though. The world isn't
kind, Ard, and it won't look at
this in the way you do it. It
will make you suffer"
There was a small disillu.
stoned smile on her lips. I'm
not afraid, Tom. I've suffered
before. Nothing the world can
do will hurt me worse than
that ."
Ito Be COntinued)
(Copyright. 1880, King Features
Syndicate, Inc.b
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All over now No longer
any use to dream of the day
Ardeth would change her mind
and turn to the steadily faith
full love he could give her.
Ardeth was going with Ken.
Well, he should have known
it would turn out that way.
He'd had plenty of warning.
1t always had been Ken, with
Ardeth. She was the sort OF
girl who only gives her heart
away once.
No more dinners. NO
more Sunday trips.
And this was love But
God, how ironic that he should
R be the one who was sitting
here driving her out of his
own life.
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YOUR RULING
STAR
By William Shwader-
THE YEAR AHEAD
For Those Whose Birthday is
May 3

IHE YEAR AHEAD
For Those Whose Birthday is
May =
If today rs your birthday the
coming year should bring a few
interesting and unusual friends
into your life. You should gain
socially and financially and
may profit through a journey.
Don't allow overenthusiasm or
friction to cause too hasty
actions. Refrain from extrava-
gances. Important dates: Avoid
exceSses of all kinds, take no
risks and maintain routine from
May 10 to IL, September Ia to
81, October II to November Is,
December II to 81. Good for
general affairs: Make efforts
to advance your interests from
May 80 to June 2, June 9 to
IL, June % to "a. July ~ to
80, October IL to II, February
z to 9. Contradictory dates
show two opposing influences.
A child born today will be
agreeable, analytical and fond
of beautiful things. He may be
extravagant andAa bit hasty in
his actions.
Tendencies for tomorrow
(May. 3d.: The limiting and
discriminating Saturn is in un-
friendly relation to the aggres-
sive and hot-tempered Mars,
causing an unfavorable and con-
flicting day. Be cautious and
refrain from sudden or inn
pulsive actions,
The Washington times., 1930-05-08
By
JACK LAIT
AdDice for
LOUeLOrn
Youth
By Beatrice Fairfax

A boy Of 20 has written me q
letter and it seems to him that
the end Of the world-his
world-has come. He was tax.
ing q course in English at @
night school and fell head over
heels in love with a stunning
blond Norwegian girl. "She had
q sort Of golden beauty that
made you think Of q fairy prin-
cess" writes the young man and
then goes on to tell me she was
the cleVereSt girl student in the
class. Beauty and brains an
unbeatable combination.
My correspondent had to take
his love out in looking, as o
brother, also a fellow student.
escorted her to and from the
class. And somehow the ador-
ing youths-there were several
Of them-were obliged to gaze
and adore from afar.
Then, after this looking and
loving, with never q word ex-
changed, had gone on for
year, the young man made up
his mind it was the beautiful
Norwegian Brunhilde for him,
or no one at all. And, believe
it or not, he began saving to buy
a ring. He grew reckless as the
result of his infatuation-deny-
ing himself even the neceSsaries
of life. to save enough for an
emerald ring for girl to whom
he had never spoken a word.
For all he knew she might be
unaware of his existence-but
he was in love and had faith.
Then the unexpected hap
pened. The instructor the must
have been human and saw
how things were) gave them
the leading part in a play the
class happened to be reading.
Discussing the business of the
parts served as an introduction
and the boy was SO happy he
"felt he must have died and
gone to Heaven"
When they were off stage he
found occasion to tell the girl
just how mad about her he
was. She did not seem at all
surprised. She had known all
along and was by no means in
different. Young men who
imagine they are able to con-
ceai their feelings might do
well to consider this young
lady's foreknowledge. All along
she knew the young man was
in love with her, but she didn't
make a sign.
He told her about the ring
which she accepted as the most
natural thing in the world. A
week or two OF delirious joy on
the part of the young man,
then he got a very civil note
from her father, asking him to
call. Full of hope. he went.
And again the unexpected
happened. The old gentleman
laid him out in q manner
worthy his Viking ancestors:
he threatened to cane him IL
he ever spoke to the girl and
he threw back at him. the emer-
aid ring. It seems that the
girl was only IT and her
family didn't want her to look
at a man for at least five years.
And the sun became darkened
for my, correspondent who sat.
down and wrote me all about
it; wrote he was considering
throwing the ring into the
river, and he didn't care wheth-
er he lived or died.
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Tom Has to Leave

"If it wasn't for that direc-
tors meeting tomorrow I
wouldn't leave you like this
Ardeth."
There's nothing else you can
do, Tom," she said softly. Her
gaze came up, q little YEARLY,
to rest on his face, and for
the first time the thought Of
Tom pierced through her con-
cern for Ken. She realized
that Tom was suffering. Her
eyes softened, grew a little
sad.
"Tom-dear old Tom"
His hand covered her own
where it had gone to his arm.
we'll guess IL Just wasn't
meant 10 be, Ardeth. And
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distances green. and 1Iowsry Of the whole oountry

distances green, and fowery, Of the whole country
world.
GIOriette deserts aunties, matinees, movies, teas,
walks maps prayers to sit among the daisies and
listen to Love. Where. while she listens, is Death.
To Gloriette he is q myth-LOye! Love, who has
and white and gold and living-LOve! Love, who has
never died. GIOriette pOnders that In this same
and sandals sat in the grass and listened to this
same little voice She thinks that In the flower
embroidered meadows of medieval England countess
and shepherdess alike away from castle and
cottage to the wise little pedagOgue-himseH
SO far from home. She remembers Agnes SOrel.
Ariadne, Juliet Cleopatra Stella, Eloise the gentle
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Chapter Four


Taree thousand men who had
Iailed to "beat the zap"-killers'
con men, gunmen, sluggers, ap-
sconders, ernbezzlers, dope
aiends, burglars-that siniSGer
ether limb of society. were
iaerded in the Big House. They
we're jammed into cells, cram
] med into workshops, crowded
into n,esshalls. They were fed
ID tainted meat, beans and
prison slum. Their surliness was
met with curses, their grumb-
lings with blows and their ag-
cressiVeness with solitary con-
1inement in the cooler.
Tower guards neexously paced
the prison parapets, always on
hair-trigger to release their hell
ish machine gun bullets, and
guards who we're not allowed to
carry firearms, used their blud-
reor1s at the flimsiest provoca-
zion. The warden was openly
anxious. Sometimes the gen.
eral sentiment of the prisoners.
who were Gagged like menagerie
animals, manifested itself in a
pandemonium of mass yelling,
which the guards could not
quiet. Here in the Big House the
prison code was peremptory and
Olnnipotent. It was more zeal
ously observed among the pris-
oners than was the law by
which so-called decent people
live. It was the code of mutual
protection. Don't squeal! Don't
stool!
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Not So Bad

"oh, Butch and the rest
aren't so bad. 1t never meant
anything for Butch to knock
off a human life. But he's
good guy-most killers are
regular guys. Nothing pussy.
foot or underhand about them"
s'YOu can't sell me on Butch
orwell, he's not my kind. Any
way he bullies me from morn.
hIg until night"
Il guess if you was walking
along with your gal on the out
side you wouldn't give me and
Butch a knockdown, eh?"
Say. damn you. don't bring
Anne's name in this!" shouted
Kent.
Anne Anne who's Amer"
Morgan was hopeful.
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"This Was Love-

Ken had fallen into an ex.
hausted sleep which the jolt
ing of the mountain road for
the most part failed to break
Now and then his eyes would
unclose and look anxiously for
Ardeth.
Her low word-her touch =
brought the shadow of a smile
to his lips. He slept again,
content to know her hand was
in his own.
Toms thoughts were bitter
on that long silent drive. Not
until it died had he realized
the strength of that secret
hope in his heart.
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Timely Topics

Miss Abby Hosmer. wealthy
spinSter of Chicago, Ill, who
has been deaf since childhood,
willed her ears to the Otologi-
cal Society for scientific study
after her death.
Mineral mercury has approx
mately 1000 uses.
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German Meta, English Evelyn Byrd, Puritan Priscilla
They all ran away to school; some died OF Love
"FOF teacher"
This ancient and ever-yOung Eros never interested
Man it's said, rs much he has always done
Woman. IT'S said, i'm print-very lOud-that just now
Man sets less store by him than eveF-that is in
any devoted way.
If It's so-and do you think 1t is?-he still Is the
big idea to girls the world around. They read the
story about him. if they throw the rest of the paper
away They pick his name out of the crowd
lady can prick up her ears, then she does when has
name is dropped, like diamond from the good
stepchiId's mouth. :,
GIOriette plays hockey from anything 10 SS Iii
Cupids Summer school!
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What Do You KnOw?
! ANSWERS TO TODAY's TEST
Questions on Editorial PAGE

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DANES Fannie Hurst TO- Thomas jefferson John Adams
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a. Insomnia. u.s. Locksley Hall. Tennyson.
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ASTONISHING when young girls will run away
to go to school But they're In love with teacher.
Poor he is-goes bare for the want OF clothes
or is it scOrn of them? He has nothing but SONG
in his heart and staggering store Of knowledge.
He crosses the world and back again well fed BY
the sweet charity Of the pretty creatures who are
daxxIed by his gilded head He Is kim to PAM .
SON Of Venus, mad brother to warm heart; and
when he chooses to hold summer school ON the
subject Of how to rope, tie and brand man. with
lust single golden midnight hair, the girls play
hockey from everyOtherthing in the world to attend
and find out how.
OF his school, the green grass is the carpet. The
azure sky the ceiling The walIS-the innumerabte
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The Story Thus Far

- a.. .,...- of aThe Big House." meet Duncan
orean goodIoOng man who was sent g a % LOT % ms
cons were fast for him. Next meet
80 vu w.nt Kent following tragic auto ride
sssaM 49, svn by drunk So jail the
gmtural result .
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The Big House :
a Masterpiece Of Conflict
. And Human Emotions
BY JACK Lat

fAdauted from scenario BY Frances Marion ana George H
Cosmopolitan Production
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-11-23

Tor short exhibitions Kirkwood is IN the haR
money. This wise Australian doesn't win cham
pAonshipS bait he has q system that Is more
dependable financially. He is a master Of trick
shots. Many dub has broken down before
Kirkwoods exhibitions and wept on the bosom
Of his nearest friend. A New York department
store paid KirkwoOd 81 400 to appear for two
days among its displays of golf equipment.
Many avenues Of profit open before the sue
cessful pro. Manufacturers pay them to play
and boost their products. There is the fat and
unfailing income from supplies sold at the club.
1t Is said that the sale of balls and such ut the
Westchester Country Club produces a $4,000
annual profit. One pro of big club sold 1000
dozen balls in a year, his profit from this item
alone mounting to the near total of 5000.
by far the greater amount of supplies are sold
through pros at the clubs You can depend
ON the astute manufacturer to make use of this
fact One concern carried its knowledge to a
logical but unfortunate conclusion. The firm
made q business Of keeping in touch with pros
who needed clubs and with clubs which were on
the lookout for pros. 1t was simple and effec-
tive. Pros without jobs were placed in clubs
without pros. There was only one string at
tached to the man when he took the position.
You must handle our brand of golf goods"
said the manufacturer. The pro was perfectly
willing. Usually the club didn't care, because
the goods were standard and of the best quality.
But the scheme was too profitable to last.
Rivals Of the firm discovered its agreement
with the professionals. The opposition set up
loud cries Of pain and protest. Collecting all
the evidence they could, they rushed to WASH
ington and laid it before the Federal Trade
Commission, which decided that the complaint
was Just. The manufacturer was ordered to
cease making those exclusive agreements.
The real estate end of Americas golf develop
ment makes an amazing story of its own.
whenever q course is opened it acts violent
Stimulant to the surrounding realty values The
presence Of club adds from 20 to 100 per cent
TO adjacent properties. In certain Brooklyn
development houses were selling sluggishly ct
$4,000 each. A golf club bought property
nearby and prices Of the houses were immedi-
ately hiked to $4,000 at which they sold with
cut trouble.
The boost Ia adjacent values reacts on the
club property and the assessors raise the taxes
On the course. In many cases levies become
90 excrnftant that the club has to sch out and