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at work at the bathtub, as the
Gouger, motioning Scorpio to
help began packing pint bot
ties into the suitcases. The
wizened, spectacled man who
had admitted them to the
place began wrapping bottles
in sheets Of newspaper. The
Gouger pointed to Scorpio,
made few signs, and the lit
tie man grinned.
"He's a Dummy"
"ThiS is Metz" explained the
Gouger. "He helps around here
and is the lookout. You can't
talk to him-he's a dummy
but he'll know you from now
on" The little fellow nodded
confirmation.
Franks voice suddenly cut in.
you've been selling alky to
that Colimo gang again!" he
accused the man at the bath
tub. Drawing back his fist, he
sent the fellow crashing to the
floor, whimpering and mutter-
ing denials.
do it again." Johnny
warned, "and you'll be on a
slab-on ice."
Scorpio peered at the fellow,
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and recognized him. It was
Vornski, the Russian agitator,
who had been Sinking about
the stockyards lately, spreading
propaganda. He'd seen him
downtown, too, where he passed
as Jimmy Delano." Scorpio
grinned. He was learning fast.
Here was a guy supposed to be
a goofy Red, and who was really
a bootlegger.
He turned to the task of fill
ing the SuitcaseS again, when a
muffled crash, from the front
of the building, startled the
men to attention.
Another-and another.
Then the scream Of a siren!
Johnny Franks, with a quick
more, upset the table loaded
with bottles, and motioned the
dummy, Metz, who dashed
ahead, throwing open the door
to the alley exit.
Come on! Take it on the
lam!" roared Franks.
"It's the cops!"
Copyright. 1881. Cosmopolitan
Productions)
do Franks and his associates
escape the cops? Read tOmOr.
rows exciting inStalment.)
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Times Daily Health Hint

Poisoning from mushrooms unfit for human con-
sumption may be very serious and must be
taken to distinguish the poisonous from the harmless
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walked, ana her gay tongue
rafting on carelessly. Suddenly:
There's Travers" she cried,
and waved.
He was standing by a plane,
his new plane, and talking with
the mechanic. He had arrived
home on the previous evening.
Margaret had known, too, that
he planned to be at the field
today.
Mary LOUIS feet were like
lead. She couldn't move, she
couldn't run. she couldn't es-
cape. She stood there, tremb-
ling, a little figurine Of fear,
a figurine, too, Of wild rejoic-
ing. To see him again, to
hear his voice! He was COM
ing toward them, quite Sc
renely. He, too, had not
dreamed. No one had told
him; they had kept their word.
But the minute he saw her, he
understood; he knew.
Hello, Jenny" said Lor-
rimer. Hello, Mary Lou!" He
smiled down at her, very tall,
very good-looking. I'm ready
to take you up for that flight"
he said.
mot me-" Jenny said hastily.
I'm not keen on bird life.
There's Larry" she cried and
ran off to meet her fellow con-
spirator.
"Will you come with me?"
He smiled, whimsically.
The Love Scene
I'm the old days suppose
one would say, will you fly
with me?' Mary Lou-darling
Mary Lou!"
She whispered, "Lorry"
why did you run away?"
he asked her.
She didn't answer in words
but she raised her eyes to his
own. He said, swiftly:
II know, I understand. It's
you love, Mary Lou. Every
thing is clear sailing before us.
Will you marry me, darling?"
said Lorrimer.
Are you sure?" she asked
slowly.
Eyes, I am sure. I have al
ways been sure Of myself, I
think, but never Of you. There
were times when I thought
when I believed-But then,
when I learned the truth I
wondered how much was you,
how much the part you played
Can you tell me-now?" he
asked, not touching her, his
hands deep in the pockets Of
his flying suit, his eyes intent
and waiting.
Eyes, I'll ten you," Mary Lou
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old bathtub adjoined the still.
A man was busily engaged in
stirring the reeking substance
within it with an old broom.
Under foot was a thick layer
of mash, rotting and ferment-
ing. A rat scurried across the
floor and sought refuge behind
a packing case. CobWebs hung
thick.
On a table in the corner we're
a barrel and siphon, and beside
several dozen pint bottles, filled
with a cloudy amber fluid, stood
funnel and corking machine.
HE'LL" muttered Scorpio.
'This amt no flower garden"
Mash Smells" explained
Franks. That's why we have
it in this vacant joint where it
can't be spotted. We move in
the corn sugar at night, fer
ment it with syrup and yeast,
and distill it off. Makes a darn
good grade Of corn hootch
when it's colored and favored
up little with burnt sugar.
We get three a pint for it. And
we make a little alky, too-dis-
tilling off rubbing alcohol"
That reminded him Of some
thing. He turned to the man
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Chapter Al

NAdpGCA ES
So, in the morning, Margaret
Lorrimer came over and SaW
Mary Lou, alone, in a corner
of the big drawing room where
she waited for her, a small
rather forlorn figure, but with
the scarlet flags of courage
flying in her cheeks and her
eyes bright and clear. Mar
garet went swiftly to her and
took her in her arms.
"I-I thought you'd be-
furious with me-" gasped Mary
Lou, "but I couldn't help it,
Lady Margaret. It all seemed
so unfair-to her-to Lorry.
I had to try and clear things
up, but you understand I
never thought she would come
out to Westwood. I planned
to talk to you and beg you to
see her and then to tell Lorry
the truth. That was all"
"I know. No, I'm not furious.
I was, for a few minutes, Mar
garet smiled, "but not any
more. And it all worked out
for the best"
She added hastily:
But I'd like you to know,
Mary Lou, that even before
we knew the facts, even before
everything was cleared up, I'd
not only forgiven you, I'd
been won over to your stand
ard, and I was grateful"
Later she asked Mary Lou
to come back to Westwood.
your room is waiting for
you; it looks lonely" she said.
"and all your things are there"
But" said Mary Lou, my
job is over" She tried very
hard to smile, but the red
mouth quivered.
Come as my guest" said
Margaret briskly.
Please" said Mary Lou,
mot yet. I suppose sometime
I can-and we can laugh about
it all. But not yet"
Jenny'S Proposal
Margaret did not urge her
further. She had plans Of her
own and consulted secretly
with Jenny about them. The
upshot was that several days
later Jenny invited Mary Lou
to come "gadding" with her.
"Pve some shopping to do"
she announced, "and you can
go to your darned old school
and tell 'em why you've been
absent"
I'll tell them I'll come back
Monday" said Mary Lou with
spirit.
IF you like, and I can't per
suade you to stay" remarked
Jenny carelessly. Then, as it's
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YOUR RULING
STAR
BY William ShWader-
THE YEAR AHEAD
For Those WhoSe Birthday is
April 9.

If April 8 is your birthday,
during the coming year you
should watch your finances and
refrain from extravaganza. Prob
lens concerning home matters,
partnerships, or business may
need adjusting. During the ad-
verse periods it would be well
to refrain from any unnecessary
changes. Important dates:
Avoid nervous tension, make no
changes from May 6 to June
25, July 26 to August 81, Sep
tember to 25, March IS to
80; low vitality, maintain rou-
tine from July 13 to August 10,
October IL to Novemer Is; avoid
excesses, take no risks from
May IA to 80, July 9 to II,
August 27 to 81, October 10 to
II. Good for general affairs,
business and finance from May
IA to 20, August 9 to IL, Oc-
tober 2 to 20, November 81 to
Is, January 81 to February /.
contradictory dates show two
opposing influences.
A child born April 9 will be
ambitious, energetic, and de-
termined. He should culti-
vate tact and strive to under
stand another's point of view.
He should benefit through pub
lie work, hospitals, or philan-
thropic institutions.
Tendencies for April 10: An
adverse aspect to the planet
Mars warns against impulsive-
ness and irritability. Quarrels,
fires, or accidents could arise
through careleSsneSS. Te eve
ming is favorable for amuse-
mentS and social matters.
premier. 1881. Premier Syndi.
cate, Ino.)
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the grandest day I've ever seen,
let's run out to Long Island,
and perhaps we can look in at
Oakdale and Larry can meet us
in town for dinner. How's that
for a program?"
It was very marvellous day.
Mary Lou looked out of the
windows. Spring was dancing
toward summer on feet shod
with the soft green of her sea-
son, her arms full Of early
roses. The sun was high and
brilliant, and it was warm, but
warmth with a vitality in it.
Spring, thought Mary Lou, is
a hard season, really, and a
cruel one.
They started out for town
and early in the afternoon were
riding together, Jenny at her
roadster's wheel, on the Long
Island roads.
do you plan to live at the
hotel?" asked Jenny.
"Not permanently. It's too
expensive. I want to get a
furnished room somewhere, re-
piled Mary Lou. and shuddered
a little. A furnished room
sounded so dismal.
What will you do with your
car-and Konig?" Jenny
went on.
"Are you crazy?" Mary Lou
stared at her blankly.
AUNT Margaret told me
she'd given you the car. And
of course Travers gave you the
dog. And where will you keep
that horse Of yours?" Not, I
trust, in a furnished room,
though some might seem suit
able"
But" said Mary Lou, "I
couldn't take them anyhow;
they don't really belong to me-"
"Is that so? Well, I don't
know how the car feels or the
horse either, but they tell me
KONG is a shadow OF himself
with missing you. You can't
just accept things, accustom
them to you, and then drop
'em again." said Jenny
austerely.
She turned off into another
road and, while Mary Lou was
still pondering her last remark,
stopped.
Here we are" she said. II
heard there's goino to be stunt
flying today"
At the Flying Field
The Saturday crowds filled
the flying field. Mary Lou
got out of the car, a little be-
wildered. Jenny walked her
briskly across the field, her
keen eyes searching as she
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alley door, and they stepped
out into the thickening fog.
The street lights were barely
discernible as the trio crossed
the alley. Johnny Franks
chuckled.
Lousy weather-that's a
good break for U.S." he re-
marked. They proceeded up to
the corner of the main street
and started toward the river
front.
Johnny Leads
Three blocks away they
paused before an old, deserted
tenement, whose bulk rose be-
fore them shadowy in the fog.
Johnny led the way, down the
narrow alley to the back of the
place. Prying loose a board
from the fence, he sided into
the yard, followed by the Gou-
ger and Scorpio. Weeds grew
rank.
In the shadow of a pile Of
old packing cases stood a ram
Shacle Ford. The men quickly
crossed the yard, and paused
before a low door, almost in
discernible in the gloom, lead
ing to the cellar in the rear Of
the tenement.
Johnny tapped lightly, and a
gleam of light shone as a wicket
was opened. An eye, distorted
by thick-lensed glasses, ap-
peared, blinked-and the door
The Washington times., 1931-04-08
By Frances Marion
HEALTH AND
DIET
BY Logan Clendening-

by Logan CIen0enlng-
The receipt Of a good-sized
volume named Cancer" by DR..
Willy Meyer, is acknowledged.
DR.. Meyer has long been one
of the most distinguished of
New York's surgeons. His ex-
perience has been enormous, so
that anything he says on such
a subject is important.
Irritation Is Cause
The thesis he develops is
that cancer is caused by an
unbalancing of the growth
tension of cells due to chronic
irritation or inflammation. Ac-
companying this chronic
systemic disturbance, i.e., q
change Of the chemistry of the
whole body. This theory is de-
veloped in great detail and but
treSsed by an enormous array
Of evidence Of many kinds from
the sciences Of heredity and
genetics, chemistry, physiology
and anatomy.
What Surgeons Have Decided
Cancer never begins in a
healthy spot" "No one has yet
seen a cancer of the skin or
visible mucous membrane Of
the body which was not pre-
ceded by some form of chronic
irritation" Such are some Of
the assembled quotations from
prominent surgeons Of the
world.
The idea that cancer is
caused by a germ or a parasite
is utterly rejected. The author
quotes a remark made to him
by the German pathologist
Aschoff: and if you reached
Methuselah's age you would
not live long enough to see that
happen" Such prophecies, Of
course, have proved rather dan
gerous in medicine. Benjamin
Brodie, the English surgeon,
said, in 1847, that the hope Of
obtaining an agent which would
make the patient insenSible to
pain during a surgical opera
tion was a chimera. And at
the very moment his words were
spoken the packet which was
bringing the news of ether
anaesthesia from Boston was
on the ocean.
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swung open. Franks followed
by Scorpio and the Gouger,
stepped into the dark cellar.
They groped their way through
a short passage, descended a
few steps and walked into an
other cellar.
The place was lighted only by
a dim blue flame which flick
cred under a great simmering
still. AS Scorpio's eyes became
accustomed to the gloom, he
glanced nervously about him.
The squat black boiler sent up a
cloud Of noxious steam. Copper
tubes connected the boiler to
coils. Beneath the coils, large
glass bottles received the murky
liquid that dripped in a steady
stream.
A Busy Still
The walls were lined with
sacks of corn sugar, and large
barrels from which issued the
reek of fermenting mash. An
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Pattern 1865

You'll find swiss, dimity,
voile, pique, percale or wash
silk in print or plain color de-
lightful fabrics for Pattern
1865.
May be obtained only in sizes
2, 4, 6 and 8. Size 4 requires
2A yards Of 36-inch material.
Send Is cents, coin or stamps
Cor each pattern giving name,
address, style number and size
wanted. Send for Spring and
Summer fashion book, price Is
cents. Book with pattern, rs
cents. Address Washington
Times Pattern Bureau, 243
West 18th St.. New York City.
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THE MARRY-GO
ROUND
BY Helen Rowland
Spring Mornings

With a florists shop flourish
ing on every other corner, one
can't help rejecting that there
MUST be plenty of romance left
in the world, in spite Of all this
modern cynicism.
A critical or disapproving at
titude on either side of a mar
riage is a spiritual divorce,
which no judge and no lawyer
can patch up.
Wise men write a love letter
as cautiously as though they
were writing for publication
and, sometimes, they are!
A man falls in love painfully,
slowly-but he falls OUT of love
with a swift and sudden jolt. It
Is like hearing the alarm clock
in the middle of a pleasant
dream.
Love is not over, until the kiss
that was once a temptation be-
comes an obligation.
The Hollywood romance is
probably founded on the beauti-
full faith that fountain pens,
cigarette lighters and marriage
all work-SOMETIMES!
One drink makes a man
want to confide in You; two
drinks make him want to kiss
you; three drinks make him
want to kiss EVERYBODY!
A woman in love takes on
the vanity of the peacock, the
loyalty of the dog, the subtlety
of the cat, the suspicion of the
lynx and the tenacity of the
caterpillar.
The chorus girl used to be
the sauce piquante of a young
mans life. Now, beside the CO.
ed, the debutante, the stenog-
rapher and the tlapper she is
only it's orange marmalade.
A modern girl must look for
ward to marriage as a sweet
release from the eternal
monotony Of being kissed by
a different man every night.
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booze is three blocks away from
here and nobody'S hep to it.
We amt lookin' for no trouble,
but we just want a guy who
can shoot straight if he has to
that's ALL"
1.-THE games new yet" added
Franks. Its only been two
years since prohibition, and the
business will grow. We cleaned
up a hundred and fifty bucks
last week."
Scorpio gaSped.
"Apiece?"
"Sure-that's nothing. It'll
be three centuries next week
easy"
Scorpio's gaze wandered from
Franks to the Gouger, an in
credulous expression on his
face. Franks continued:
"All you gotta do is sell to
the guys in the slaughterhonse
and help us a little on deliver
les. We cut you in one-third
with us. Softer than sledging
steers, isn't it?"
A Woman Passes
Scorpio's brow wrinkled in
deep ridges as his none-too-
active mind grappled with the
idea. A hundred and fifty a
week! He counted on his fingers
under the table. He'll! That
was a a months wages in a
week!
A movement in another booth
caught his attention. AS he
looked up a woman passed the
booth. She was a tall blonde,
rather handsome in her own
hard way. Scorpio remembered
seeing her before-"Peaches,"
they called her. Johnny Franks
mol. Slaughterhouse grinned
fatuously.
That" he proclaimed, to no
body in particular, sis what I
call plenty Mammal"
AS he peered after her reced-
ing form, gleam of resolve
crept into his eye. He turned
to Franks.
I'm with you," he announced
briefly. Gimme a rod!"
Timed With Skill
A ghost Of a smile crossed
Franks face at Scorpio'S de-
cision. With the suggestion of
a wink, he glanced at the
Gouger. Both knew that the
woman's appearance had been
timed with skill, to help enlist
Scorpio. This wasn't the first
time Peaches" had acted as a
"come-on."
Despite her thirty-odd years,
Peaches" retained semblance
Of her fading youth, and wore
clothes that set off her. bold,
good looks.
When her cold, impassive face
lit up with a rare smile there
was about her an aura of real
beauty. Frequently she had
lured men to play into Franks
hands-to find later that there
was peril in his ugly jealousy.
Franks issued a quick order
to the Gouger.
WED better shove off, and
take Scorpio along. He might
as well start getting wised up
right now"
Scorpio, whose eyes had been
searching for another glimpse of
Peaches" rose reluctantly. The
Gouger dragged two suitcases
from under the table, and mo!
toned to Scorpio to follow.
Franks led the way to the
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WHAT DO YOU
KNOW?

AnsWers To TOdGyS Test
Questions On Editorial Page
/. More than one. 2. Pale.
8. Repeat. 4. Lean. 5. Indus
trious. 6. Abigail Adams. 7.
Cyclorama. 8. He keeps the
accounts. 9. Existing state.
10. Rubicon. II. Gold, frank
incense, myrrh. IL. Harakir1.
IS. Dark horse. IA. Cinnabar.
Is. Act Of Congress.
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LOuieScO1piO, SteerKiIIer;
Expert Shot, Joins Franks
Bookkeeping Gang

"a sensational meOdrama story Of the underworld adapted
from Metro GOdwynayer Cosmopolitan talking pictue
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-06

Every night she went walking-not alone, but
with q certain young page Isabella. though
not strait-laced in any way. dismissed Eugene.
Eugene was growing little tired Of her ad-
ventures. She decided to enter q convent. An
aged nun decided that Eugene wasn't the type.
She told her that she was born to grace q
throne. not q cloister. 30 the future Empress of
France. who was destined to have hat named
for her. went back to the world to ind . has-
band with o crown
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-06

Now Us the style to wear the kind
of hat that Empress Eugene did
perky little bonnet with small i'm. shallow
crown audacious e, e-dip and an ostrich feath-
err. known in fashion circles as the Queen
Eugene" hat
The hat may bring back a sweet and vir-
tuous charm. the mora,ists believe, but Eugene
and the Partisan ladies certainly didn't find
that it worked that way. If their influence is
getting to work in the new fashions there is
very interesting Winter ahead.
Dressing the way the last French Empress
dressed is thing-but acting the way she
acted IS something else again And if American
women going to copy anything out of Euge-
MES book besides her hats the reformcrs will
have to grid themselves for action in big way.
Empress Engenie. who was the nineteenth
century fashion queen, as as the wife OF
Napoleon III didn't know exactly who her
father was according to good many historians.
However, her mother, a Spanish girl, had mar
ried the Count de Montijo, SO Eugene took his
name.
Tongues wagged in the salons of Madrid,
though, and Eugene was off to a gay start long
before the amorouS young Emperor Spied her.
Her mother helped her along.
The Countess of Montijo very frivolous
and very merry. She wanted every one around
her to dance and sing. She entertained large
number of actors and actresses at her country
home she could put on theatricals.
Her two daughters. Francesca and Eugenie,
were fashioned after her own heart. They
liked love and suitorS, too.
PUT just at first Eugene thought that if she
- couldn't have the she wanted, she
wouldn't play the game with any one else
The Duke of Alba was the man she wanted
However, he was just as nice to her 16-year-old
sister as he was to 15-year-old Eugene.
One day the mother of the two girls told the
gallant Spanish grandee that it was high time
he decided which one of her daughters he
wanted. Eugene, paSsionately in love, hid be-
hind the door to wait for Alba's answer.
He asked for Francesca.
The tempestuous maiden with the fame-red
hair Immediately took poison. She didn't die.
although she was i'll for q long time And she
didn't forget the Duke of Alba, either. To
keep from remembering she threw herself into
every pleasure that came along.
Eugene galloped through the streets of Ma
drid. on her horse. smoking cigarettes and cigars
- followed by the young bloods OF the city
which could hardly be called old-fash-
toned touch.
She went to the bulihghts, firted with the
toreadors, and presented them with red caps
embroidered in gold.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-06

She carried o sharp-ponted dagger in her
belt. which is o little more advanced than any
thing the present offers.
All in all, she turned into such q bewitching
beauty that every wild young man Of Madrid,
and some that weren't 30 wild, fell in love
with her.
Eventually Queen Isabella Of Spain APP
pointed charming Eugene rs one OF her maids
ef-honor. The Queen learned that her new
attendant was very fond OF moonlight strci1s.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-06
BY HELEN WELSHINER.

A IL of the moralists are stressng the
: !: !: ;: /:
of a bat that Empress Eugene did
Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-06-04

Identical circumstances TO those he
was facing.
In fact. Charles Ripley probably
thought a lot of things as he cross
Cd that street the other day, a per-
feet target and practically a de-
fenseless one to the heavily armed
criminal IN the sleek roadster. But
one thing that didn't flash across
his mind was the fact that a heros
life IS not always a happy one.
Dover Idolized Cop
For DAYS thereafter he was 50
idolizsd. cheered, kissed and hand
shaken that he couldn't bear to
stay on the street. Dover IS a small
town. a pleasant. clean and law
abiding town, and except for a sin
gle instance Of banditry and an
argument with shotguns there
hasn't been any real excitement in
a decade. Besides. the fancy OF
the nations press had been taken
BY the outsmarting Of a notorious
criminal BY a country cop. and
Dover found itself sharing Ripley's
fame.
Desperately he wen to the Chief
Of Police and offered to quit be-
cause the townsfolk wouldn't Jet
him alone. The chief told him 70
60 home until they forgot him. At
home. he had 10 have his telephone
disconnected. The mail man
brought scores Of letters from
strange women who had seen his
handsome Irish face in the New