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OYA

Presenta hoy Sporting Blood
con ell mas popular de los arts
tas del celuloide, Clark Gable,
y Blonde Crazy" con James
Cagney y Joan Blondell.
En- Sporting Blood Sc apre-
clan todos los detaIles e inciden-
tes del interesante sport de los
reyes. Esta es una cinta dig,
ma de ser vista.
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nCHAPTER, FIVE

TINE weeks wore on and soon 1t
was June. A suddenly hot and
breathless summer brooded over the
city.
The lake burned under summer
sun and girls began to wear their
thinnest frocks and shadiest hats
even in the downtown district.
To Susan, young and radiantly
healthy, it was a. pleasant enough
time. She looked her best in the
summer heat. her hair curled in
little ringlets around her delicately
flushed face. She had new sweater
suit Of blue knitted stuff and felt
very much the young business
woman wearing it.
Still there seemed no chance of
her securing a job. Calls came in,
dribbled into the office, where a
superior young woman in white
linen received them and passed
them along to the super stenog-
raphers of Mr.. Claude Blocks upper
class.
Susan waited in vain to be called.
At last there arrived a day when
Mr.. Block himself stood in the
doorway and beckoned to her.
'You-MiSs Carey. Will you come
here, please?"
Trembling with pleasurable ex-
element, she complied. Mr.. Block
fingered a penciled slip on his desk.
With deep-set black eyes he looked
her over, head to foot, and seemed
to find the results satisfactory.
He said, We've a call for a secre-
tary at the Melo Iron Manufac-
turing Company. West Lake street.
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singing slap on the cheek. Through
the nightmare Susan was conscious
Of the red-haired boy staring at
her.
How she got past the wooden gate.
how she managed to pull open the
heavy door and reach the street
she never knew. But suddenly she
found hrself. dazed and shaking,
walking safely along under the L.
She had the utmost difficulty
winking back the tears. So this
was what life downtown was likeI
This was the sort of thing you had
to endure if you were to earn your
living.
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She thought, almost with awe, of
Aunt Jessie's prophecies about
lecherous old men in the Loop dis
trict. Aunt Jessie had been right
Managing by q herculean effort
to wink back the stubborn tears she
wended her way hstelessly back to
the commercial school. All the
glory had gone out of the day. She
wondered why she had ever i'm
agined herself as brisk and con-
fident wage Garner.
AS Susan Joined the smart prom
enade on Michigan avenue, she
heard an agreeable masculine voice
calling her name.
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Miss Careyl Alloy, therel why
the rush?"
She turned to meet the smiling
eyes Of Robert Dunbar, looking tai
and well-groomed in gray flannels.
His smile faded and, swinging
along beside her, he inquired in a
solicitouS tone: What's the matter?
You look as though you'd had bad
news"
SuSan's forced calm threatened TO
desert her. Her under lip trembled.
To the young man she appeared
rather like pitiful child.
Ito Be Continued
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BY MABEL McELIIOII eps Mxnor@r

! heartening sound Of firm, heavy
steps retreating down the hall.
Susan sighed with relief. She
would have some hours, at least, in
which to think up satisfactory an
swers for her aunt. Breakfast
would find Aunt Jessie in her most
Incorporating mood.
IF she knew I'd gone to lunch
with another man this week."
breathed Susan, feeling terribly
wicked.
She sighed. Wasn't she ever to
have any fun without such scenes?
Not that going out with Ben Lamp
man came under the head Of
amu1cment, really.
What a somber, disagreeable
youth he wasl Such a contrast to
the sunny, blue-eyed heir to the
Dunbar millions. Susan smiled a
secret little curved smile, remem-
bering the way Robert Dunbar had
looked at her that morning. Al
most as though they shared a Sc
cret together.
She liked him, even though she
realized they belonged to different
worlds.
She frowned, sobered and an
noyed in spite of herself, by the
memory of the fierce and terrible
intensity in Ben Lampman's dark
eyes.
Susan looked down at her arm
and fancied there was a redness
where he had so impulsively
squeezed it. He had frightened her.
There had been sort of fury in
his gaze.
"Horrid thingl I hate himl" she
muttered to herself impatiently.
Why had she gone out with him,
anyway? Wasn't it better to sit at
home with a good book than to
spend your time with any one so
rude and uncouth as that young
man?
"Tll not see him again." Susan
resolved.
How soon she was to break that
resolve she did not realize.
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and she caught the repellent odor
Of old cigars.
youths no sin. It's a fault soon
overcome" he mouthed. managing to
come as close as possible to Susan.
Wen get along" Petterman's
bony hand snapped out and closed
over her round wrist.
Mighty pretty little piece" he
whispered hoarsely. Susan had
great difficulty in depressing q
scream.
She got to her feet. There was
a brief struggle in the course of
which the swinging bulb was broken
and the man received a short but
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DETTERMAN hitched his own
= chair several inches nearer.
"Salary's $18 to start and we
work Saturday afternoons. No
nonsense about us. Eight to $50.
Expect punctuality."
The pale blue eyes bulged at her.
The man seemed to be waiting for
an answer. Susan murmured, "Of
course"
Petterman nodded. you'll do.
You'll do. How old are you?"
'I'll be 20 in October" Susan
faltered. The answer seemed to
please him. He leaned toward her
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By Ahern

AS the ape-man hurtled downward, from
above there came a haunting laugh, and the
voice of Lu-don screamed after him: Return
to thy father, o Dor-ul-Otho!' Tarzan came
to a sudden and painful stop upon rocky
floor Before him was an oval window crossed
by many bars. Beyond it the moonlight
played upon the blue water of the lake below
He caught faint but familiar odor in the air
of the chamber 1t was the unmistakable oder
of the gryf! Motionless now, Tarzan stood
listening. every muscle tense. AT first he de-
tected no sounds.
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BY Blosser
BY Crane

Presently from the far end of the enormous
chamber he heard the shutting Of padded feet
along the stone pavement Nearer it came
until he could hear the very breathing of the
beast. Evidently it was attracted by the noise
OF Tarzan's descent. and was approaching to
investigate He could not see it, but ne knew
lt was not far distant. and then, deafeningly,
there reverberated through those gloomy CORR
doris the mad below Of the gryf. Quickly the
ape-man sought 70 elude the infuriated charge,
which he well knew no living creature could
Withstand.
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CHAPrER FouR (continued)

CHAPTER run NIOHtlIlueu)
you're not angry at me?" he
asked with unexpected humility
Susan softened at something alb
ject in his gaze.
His eyes we're like the dark eyes
of a dog that has been beaten too
often.
NO I'm not angry" she said
"But I must go in now"
Can l give you a ring some
timer" pursued her escort eagerly.
Susan in a panic, thought she
heard Aunt Jessie at the screen
door, so she threw caution to the
winds.
DO. Any time at all" she MUIR
INJURED sweetly. She fed before he
could say more.
She hoped her cheeks were not
as pink as they felt when she
braved Aunt Jessie in the kitchen.
The idea of traipsing of that
way the minute my back was
trned," Aunt Jessie was grumbling
dourly. 1--WE been as nervous as
a witch, watching the clock.
Its a wonder you wouldn't want
to get to bed at a decent hour once
in while. You hate so to get up
in the morning"
The complaint flowed on and on
Susan sighed and turned to her
bwn room.
Wasn't that mans voice L
~,mJ ou IN 90
Aunt Jessie demanded, looking stern.
Susan decided to brazen it out
"Yes. Mary Ruth wasn't home and
that nice boy ! met at Roses met
me and asked me to go to the
movies"
A UNIT JESSIE, utterly scandal
"a lied, sat down in hurry. She
put one hand to her heart.
The very ideal" she said bleak
~. Il had a feeling you weren't at
Mary Ruths. 1 had a good mind
to slip on my shoes again and walk
over there, I was so jumpy.
What the world is coming to
with girls traipsing all over town
with people they hardly know 1
can't Think"
He plays the organ at st. Peters
Episcopal church" cried Susan, re-
membering something Rose had said
about Ben Lampman.
Aunt Jessie's TRADE collapsed sud-
denly and amazingly.
Does hep" she asked, Modified.
Then he must be real nice young
man. She pondered this.
Susan seized the opportunity to
slip into the bathroom and run the
water noisily into the tub. Her
breath still was coming rapidly and
she had the feeling of having es-
capped from some great danger.
But Aunt Jessie's silence endured
only for a moment. She stood out
side the bathroom door, calling
loudly above the rumble of the run
ming water, But who is he? Where
does he live? And who are his
parents?"
Susan groaned inwardly. Aunt
Jessie in one of her fiercely inter-
rogative moods was trying.
She trilled, I'm in the tub Can't
1t wait until morning?"
She could hear Aunt Jessie snort
unbelievingly. Then, as she lis
tened fearfully there came the
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HEGlN nERE roniY

SUSAN CAREY. lg and very pretty.
Is learning stenography at Chicago
business school. Here she meets ROB-
who Ia studying shorthand, because OF
whim OF his fathers.
Dunbar takes Susan 20 lunch and she
likes him. BEN LAMPMAN. a dark,
intense youth Susan has met once at
partv. takes her to a motion picture.
on tire way home they quarrel. Susan
decides not TO see him again
The girl makes her home with AUNT
JESSIE. middle-aged and very quiet.
NOW GO on WITH THE STORY.
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AS Tarzan heard the high priests demand
ing voice and the woman's despairing, disdain-
full words answering Lu-don in the room be-
meath, he threw aside every consideration of
caution. Drawing back his mighty fist, the
ape-man struck a single blow upon the bars of
the small window nearest him. 1t sent the bars
and the casing holding them Gathering into the
the room. Instantly Tarzan dove headfore-
most through the opening. carrying the hang
ings of antelope hide with him to the floor
below.
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BY MAY CHRISTIE
CHAPTER Is

"I say, Freddie, get me out
of this! The party's getting a
bit too rough for even my
broad tastes! Well soon all
be Adams and Ewes playing
peep-bo round the bushes!"
This from Laurel on Timmy's
roof-apartment. She had left
the unlighted swimming pool
and stood at the entrance to
the living room in a set of
Timmy's pajamas.
why the sudden dimness
out here? What's I'm been up
to?"
Nothing particularly orig
inal. She's doing the Lady
Godiva act in the water"
"Whoops! And three-quarters
of the party tight! What'll
this lead to?"
ITO Tewson throwing her
down, and this Schumph man
picking her up. . he made the
dare with her"
How much?"
Pretty steep. if I know I'm.
But, just the same, it's rather
rotten of her"
"Um? Would you like to beat
it with me while the going's
good?"
mot unless we take Imogen."
"Well, by the way she's lit
up, that's need some doing"
They groped their way to the
dim pool. A servant came be-
hind them. He switched on
light. It revealed Imogen on
the edge of the bath wrapped
in a long towel.
It revealed Timmy Tewson
too. He seemed very angry
with her.
Not entirely because OF the
impropriety of her act, how
ever.
It was because Schumph had
egged her on to this be-
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HishSpeed A'--AStory
or Youthful Escapade

cause she had brought Schumph
to the roof-apartment.
Hold your horses, Timmy,
and don't be jealous :"
A Mean Guy
'I've just been making an
inquiry or two over the phone,
and I tell you the mans a
mighty bad racket"
"Well, that makes him all the
more intriguing, doesn't it?"
Don't be a fool. Go, get
your clothes on, and take your
pickup off"
Certainly will. And I never
want to see you YOU again.
Laugh that one off"
Laurel intervened. She in
duced Imogen to come inside
the house and get into her gar.
ments. She, too, dressed-and
presently they Joined Freddie
DeFarge and Schumph.
The latter was unconscious
of the little "fracas." He seemed
greatly CaKen up WIFI 4llOge1'
She had won her bet of a
cool $500 from him. So far, the
evening hadn't been in vain for
her
Don't let's go home. Let's
go somewhere a whole lot pep
pier than Timmy's."
What about Harlem"
"Oh, THAT'S played out"
Volunteered Schumph: "Say,
I know a new gay asylum ="
"Where he keeps his mad wife,
maybe?" whispered Freddie
wickedly to Laurel.
She shivered. awful to think
of her tucked away while he
and the lest of us are hot-foot-
ing It'll"
The man caught the latter
phrase. He said why, that's
the very name of the place I'm
speaking about!"
What do you mean?"
"'Hot Toes"
"Say is that a jnke?"
''No, it's a rendezvous on
West Houston"
"Some old Dump"
'No. It's a swift spot. The
(Continued on 2nd Comic PGge)
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please give simple instruc-
tions for feeding an infant arti'
ficially. And for the baby's food
during the second and third
year," writes a mother.
One can sympathize with the
plea for simplification of infants
feeding formulae because most
of the instructions on the sub
ject are undoubtedly confusing.
But it must be remembered a
baby is a complicated sort Of
thing itself. The best simple ad-
vice is to consult a physician
and follow his instructions.
The mother, however, has a
right to understand the princi-
pies which he uses in conStruc-
ting his formula and to that
end the following simple rules
are given.
First, the best food for any
new born baby is mothers milk.
Even if the baby is nursed for
only a few weeks, it gets a start
which will keep it healthy for
some time.
The baby needs more food
than the adult, according to it's
weight. It needs more energy
and it needs more for growth
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Your Health and Diet
By Logan Clendening, M. D.

in all, more than twice as much
as the adult. It needs more wa
ter. It needs more protein.
The best guide to a baby's sue
cessful feeding is it's weight. It
should double it's weight during
the first year. "The chief cause
of failure in infant feeding is
lack of sufficient food" says an
authority.
The best substitute for moth
er's milk under ordinary condi-
tions of American living, is
cows milk. 1t must be free
from bacteria so it should be
boiled before using. Boiling rem
ders it more digestible. Even
so, cows milk is not easily di-
gested by infants. To render
it more so Tactic acid should
be added "a teaspoon to pint).
This, however, is not considered
necessary by all physicians.
Sugar must be added to cows
milk in order to give the in
fant the extra nutrition it re-
quires. The sugars best di-
gested and utilized by infants
are dextrine and maltese. Ordi-
nary table sugar, or granula-
ted sugar, is neither of these:
it is cane sugar. Dextrine and
maltese can be obtained in
most powdered foods for in
fants. The secret of their sue
cess lies in this fact. They are
more expensive than corn syrup,
which also contains dextrine
and maltese and dextrose.
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SHOPPING---Wth Alice and Eve| |yn
For Southern Jacket Dresses

bleS for you-a costume tnat
starts right in having a definite
"go-together" look!
Casually Brief
The Jackets of these dresses
often have elbow sleeves and
frequently they're collarless.
And the jackets you buy sepa-
rately, they're shorter than
they have been. In fact, some
times they're so, brief, they
scarcely reach the waist-which
is true of the first model
sketched, above.
What a casual air it has
hanging loose from the high
neckline, where it fastens with
three buttons. And the bright
contrasting-color scarf which
can be worn any number of
ways. Even the roomy elbow.
length sleeves, too, have an air
of nonchalance about them.
Intricate Simplicity
The dress underneath the
jacket, however, is intricately
scanned, though it has that
wanted look of simplicity. The
wide wales of the pique-for
that's the fabric uSed-run up
and down in the bodice, and
crosswise at the hips. Then in
the skirt the ribs go diagonally
-slanting toward the box pleat
down the center. The neck
line is smartly high, in fact it
couldn't be much higher for
sports! And this dress is so at
tractive, it's sure to participate
in lots of sports-on land and
sea. Somewhere under $40 is
what it costs. If you want to
take a tip from us, get it in
white with a bright orange
scarf.
The other dress is so interest
ing we wanted to show it four
ways-from the back and from
the front, both with the jacket
on and with it off! In the end
we had to resort to coin flip
ping-and the front" won
twice, as you can see.
POintDOubIe Point
The close-fitting jacket is vel
veteen. Rather suggestive of a
waistcoat-cut, coming down in
a deep point, the way it does.
And though you wouldn't guess
its double breasted! The belt
has only buttonholeS-two at
each end-and they button onto
the two buttons on the jacket.
Isn't that clever?
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CHAPTER VII

Vim \ GjAb v -
Fighting Jim Fitzpatrick lived
over the river-lived in a mod
est little home which was ex-
actly like two score other mod
est little homes in the district.
The only difference in these
homes, like peas in a pod, were
the numbers over the doors. He
knew other copperS who were
getting the same salary as he
got who lived more oStenta-
tiously, some in swanky apart
ments in buildings they owned,
some in the rocco residential
sections. These coppers had
cars, expensive cars, too, and
their wives put on ultra-priced
furs and high-spiced airs. But
none of these coppers could
hold their heads as high as
Fightin' Jim. There was a rea-
son.
When he left headquarters on
this evening he felt that some
thing was in the air. He couldn't
quite put his finger on it. Some
of his old friends, higher in rank,
had come in and spoken to him
on matter-of-fact things, and
seemed ready to tell him some
thing else, but had left without
any intimation of their mission.
So Fightin' Jim wanted to walk
home and think things over. ..
The thoughts that intagliated
themselves on his mind were
swift etchings of the scenes
in a wide-open town. These
thoughts nauSeated him, for he
well knew that any ci' with
$4,000 coppers peppered through
it could offer no alibi for or.
ganized vice. AS he strode along
his face was serious and grim.
His thoughts were grim and
serious. His mind worked with
dizzy rapidity-
:. An endless chain of pint
bottles juggling on a carrier,
passing under a corking and
top-labelling machine. "A long
caravan of liquor trucks passing
through the darkened streets
.. "A section of a black-and-tan
dance floor, bodies glued to-
gether and bobbing t. bar
baric strains. spinning roul-
cite wheels surrounded by nerve
tense men and women in eve
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ming clothes. "a cheap-looking
punk sucking a girl from flask
on the edge of a taXi-dance
floor. "a tough looking yegg dig
ging in a barrel of apples and
drawing out a sub-machine gun
"a madam in a doorway
beckoning to a long line Of
painted girls in loose kimonas
"a gangster backing up an
alley, firing as he retreated-
Fightin' Jim gritted his teeth.
Cops and Crooks
Damn it ALL" he exclaimed
aloud. "I'd like a chance to
clean up things. All this only
makes crooks out Of coppers and
killers out of crooks!"
He had reached his door. He
stopped and picked up a toy
truck which lay on it's side. He
smiled and tucked it under his
arm and opened the door. The
placating odor of well-cooked
food met his nostrils. In the
living room he saw Mary, sitting
beneath a lamp, sewing. He
tip-toed in, stole behind her
chair and then threw his arms
around her neck and kissed her.
"Oh, Jim!" she cried, "You
frightened me sol"
where's the kid?" asked Jim.
"He's left this truck on the front
door step again for somebody to
break their neckS OH"
Don't scold him jim" begged
Mary. You're a little late
aren't you? Supper's been
waitin'."
Eyes, I walked home. I'm as
hungry as the"
He was interrupted by shrill
blast of a police whistle. He
smiled.
"The postman," he said, start
ing to throw off his coat. Mickey
came racing in, loudly blowing
the whistle, several letters in his
hand. Jim reached down and
grabbed him up and Rugged
him, whereupon Mickey let go
a loud blast in his ear. He let
him drop quickly and frowned,
but Mickey continued to blow
the whistle and thrust forth the
letters. Jim took them casually,
glanced at them and then quick
ly isolated one. His steady hand
shook as he held it. He threw
the others on the table, and
opened the one in his hand as
he sat down.
And because this reor-
ganization of the department
goes into effect Immediately,
you are hereby advised you must
report for duty at Glendale sta
ton not later than Thursday.
GEORGE BURTON,
"Chief of Police"
"Supper's on the table, Jim,"
called Mary.
"I don't think I'll eat any.
thing" said Jim in a hollow
voice, his arms dropping to his
sides.
A Feudal Monarch
Giuseppe Belmonte, fat and
sleek overload of vice, vicious
ness and violence, leaned back
in his huge handcarved chair,
which sat on a raised dais
like the throne of a feudal
prince. His patent-leather clad
feet were thrust forward and
rested on a silk cushion. He
slowly blinked his eyes and
raised now and then to his lips
a long black saltwater stogie-
the last vestige of his street
cleaning days.
Far different was the layout
of this movie-set hideaway from
(ConfinvvO1 nm 2nd Hor,,I~ pnoa
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How a Menacins Specter
Terrorized a Big City
The Story Thus Far

Daisy Beaumont pretty platinum blonde sentenced to serve
a in refOrmatOry when members Of corrupt
police squad false testimony against her Jim Fitz
patrick his honesty and fighting spirit
knowing Daisy framed succeeds in having her freed
found murdered Fitzpatrick suspects
Giuseppe BemOnte, of huge vice ring BelmOnte is
discover that Daisy employed by
attorney Immediately gets busy to have him
Fitzpatrick disgused when Police Chief Burton allows
a writ Of habeas Daisy is ar
rested again in connection with another and released
established Jim Fitzpatrick tells his
sergeant that he determined
Justice Ed who admres Daisy visits her.
She appreCiative of what Jim did for her.
NOLU Go On
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Interesting and
Timely Facts

Because of the increasing traf-
fic laws in Paris, France, 1000
new policemen have. been added
to the force.
One of the architectural curl
oSitieS of London, England, is
an office building five stories
high and only 10 feet wide.
ProprietorS of cafes in Mons,
Belgium. must pay a tax of 500
francs for the privilege of oper.
ating a radio set or talking ma
chine.
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have been lost only two dia-
mond tricks, and one trump
trick, three tricks in all. That
would have been quite a differ
ent matter from going down
two tricks.
Regardless of what your snap
judgment may suggest, it al
ways is well to think a second
time of the best method Of
playing any hand-even if it
does appear to be simple.
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The scanning on the dress is
very striking. It's used for that
cross-over line and to Inspire
the effect of a one-sided @Illar!
Then around in back-oh! you
should see! There's the deep
est V-seaming we've ever come
across. It extends from the
hem way up to the shoulders,
and from just below the waist
up almost to the nape of the
neck! The dress is made Of
mems shirting-the most gor-
geous quality. 1t costs around
$18 by itself; complete with the
jacket, about $29.50. You're
sure to love it in white and
red!