davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
Evening star., 1932-09-20

And such variey TO choose from! Each day we offer
different selection. You pick whatever most suits
Cake, let's say This is the ehtest of Angel Foods,
with fresh orange slices scattered literally through
it. Or one of our Layer Cakes In many different
favors; you can buy either a whole cake or half
For simpler cakes-choose Individual Nut Rings
made of sweet dough with raisins, citron, flbert
nuts and spice in the filling :. or Butterfly Buns
that children like.
And all of these good things always fresh
baked every morning. You can't get a yesterdays
cake from Rice's.
Evening star., 1932-09-20
NV Neighbor Says:

When lemon peel is used in
making buns or cakes, it should
be pared as thin as possible or
grated finely. In order to mix
it easily with the other ingredi-
ents. it is a coed plan to moisten
it first with a little of the milk
or eggs used in the recipe.
Evening star., 1932-09-20

nervous. She certainly is nervous.
She"-
Reddy didn't finish. He abruptly sat
down and grinned. "Babies!" he ex-
claimed under his breath She has
babies hidden somewhere near here"
(Copyright, 1922
Evening star., 1932-09-20
Lobsters' Lives Hard.

II Is estimated that an everage Of
only out of every 800 Holsters reaches
maturity.
Evening star., 1932-09-20

one OF thelr prize
ora orS on the
stump. She is re-
garded as a big
gun of the Repub-
lican artillery, and
a strong drawing
card.
And probably no
one is more sur
prised than Mrs.
Gam herself at
her success.
Evening star., 1932-09-20

At first she con-
fined her speeches
to more or less OBJ
scure gatherings of
women here and
there more for the
Evening star., 1932-09-20
There are NO
STERDAY'S CAKES" on our zVa90m

That's why they're served in the incest homes in
town for dinner and for parties.
Straight to your grocer's-Daily
Every day, rain shine, the Rice's delivery man
goes to your grocer with oven-fresh cake. What a
comfort to know that now you can select a truly
fresh tasting cake right where you shop
for your groceries! How easy!
Your Grocer carries not only Rices fine cake, but
delicious, freshly baked bread and crisp cookies
Everything neatly nvitnely wrapped.
And you'll wonder at how low the prices are.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24

off his two coats and was pursuing the
fugitive. The searchlight was now
shining on the dock and the two men.
1t swept the water, and in second or
SO its ray was falling on the swim
mers. What a hole in the night it
madel Shad, as expert in water as a
duck, was gaining. On he went, draw
ing nearer to the fugitive at every
stroke. It was a thrilling contest
bathed in that flood of golden light.
In a moment .Shad had caught the back
Of the mans collar and was hanging
on. The fugitive turned and was try
ing to break his hold but could not.
A boat and boatman drew up at the
dock-side. Colonel Blake and the
sheriff jumped aboard.
"Pull out to them as quick as you
can" the colonel commanded. I'VE
are not here just to see a swimming
rlatch."i 8tJ Us 4}1sl
The struggle in the river continued.
The water boiled around the boy and
his captive. Blake and those on the
yacht were watching 1t with eager
eyes. They could see that the des-
perado was firing. In a moment he
had given up trying to shake off the
strong and agile lad who chung to his
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24
CHAPTER TX
The Doctor Makes a Discovery.

The Doctor Makes Discovery.
When, after drink of hot water
and a good rubbing, Shad ceased to
SILVER and was lying comfortably in
bed Colonel Gfake went to the sheriffs
room. Algyre, in the coroners dry
clothing, was sitting by the bed, his
feet shackled. He was I'm bitter
mood. He greeted the district attor-
ney with foul and profane words.
Don't be nasty just because you've
been outwitted." said Blake. 'I'm go
ing to treat you well as long as you're
in my hands"
Algyre shouted angrily: I'D rather
be in HI than spend another day
among the God-d-d hicks in this part
o. the country"
"Well, sir, every one in your line Of
business feels the same way about it,"
Blake answered with smile of good
nature. 'If man has anything on
him it's about the most dangerous part
Of Gods earth to be in"
There was moment of silence.
The colonel went on: II happen to
know that you're an able chap. You
oughtn't to be living the life Of fugl-
tive. The best thing you can do is to
clean your slate. Begin by telling
what you know about the killing of
Oscar Perry. If you'll do that I'll do
what 1 can for you here and else
where"
The answer of the unfortunate man
was rather decisive.
"Go to HI" he said. NJ know moth
ing about the Perry murder"
The district attorney gave up, know
ing that no progress could be made
while the criminal was in his present
frame of mind.
The yacht had arrived at her dock
in Ogdensburg. The party spent the
remainder of the night aboard. Mex,
day Shad, the colonel and the sheriff
took the train to Canton with their
prisoner whose resentment had not
abated. He was still sullen and abu'
| sive.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24

collar. The boat drew up to them.
The colonel, who sat in the stern, took
the hand of the boy, which was now
disengaged. Thus with Shad's arm
as tow-line they hauled the boy and
the exhausted criminal to the yachts
side.
"You needn't be afraid Of him." said
Shad. II took his revolver out of his
hip pocket and threw it away"
The two were pulled aboard.
Sheriff. take this man to your
roOm," said the colonel. "I'll bring a
dry suit of clothes and a good stiff
drink of hot whisky for him. I'm 60
ing to put this boy to bed and give
him rubbing. A first-class criminal
and first-class boy are not to be
carelessly treated"
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24

/ am grateful to the American wom-
EN- for having rejuvenated the faded
and declining race of tourists. They
have brought their dainty dresses,
their pretty legs, their laughter. their
naturalness and their fanaticism for
pleasure and knowledge onto the boats
and into the hotel Hobbies, Paul Merand
writes, in Vanity Fair.
Before they appeared on the path
ways Of the earth one met on the In
ternational highways only unapproach-
able old English ladies, Jewish mer-
chants in fur-lined coats and German
commercial travellers. 1t is for these
charming ladies that during the last
ten years steamers have rivaled each
other In swimming pools and orches-
tras. hotels in flowers and new cur
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24

Handsome Tribute This, to Women of America

tains and restaurants in original cock
tails and shaved ice.
Formerly one travelled in ones old
est clothes. Today, thanks to them,
touring is series of smiles and fetes
land this morning as / debark in
Egypt, at Alexandria, 1t is for their
pleasure that the motor launches have
been newly repainted and the drag
omans have adorned themselves in
beautiful silk robes Of ash gray, al
mond green and canary yellow.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1932-06-24
Portueal's colonie.

Portugal has some 930,264 square
miles of colonial possessions and ranks
after England and France. Its pos
sessions are greater than those Of Italy
and the Netherlands.
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

To this fact he wed his life. She had kept
close beside the struggling forms during the
brief, terrific climax of their fight, and fully
realized Tarzans danger. AS she saw them
roll over the outer edge Pan-at-lee seized the
ape-man by an ankle, at the same time throw
ing herself prone upon the rocky floor. With
Tarzan's last knife-thrust the Tor-o-don's
MUSCLES relaxed and, its hold released, it shot
from sight into the gorge below.
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01
THE TIMES

Larry's very contradictions were
a delight; the burning, fever1sh
love she felt for him was an answer
to her wild, young prayers Of the
year before.
Nothing mattered when she was
with him except that she should
please him. Nothing mattered x
cept that here was another evening,
an evening when she might learn
where she stood with him. She al
ways was straining toward that is
sue. Always he vas eluding it.
Then came An August night when
Bert and Myra accompanied her to
the studio, n of the free Mondays
that came all too seldom. 1t was
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

insufferably hot, even, with the
studio skylight wide open and all
the easement windows denuded of
curtains and swung out into the
airleSs, starry night.
At about 8 o'clock Bert protested
he could bear no more and dragged
Myra out 20 a neighborhood movie.
They were returning for Ellen at 10.
the hour the posing invariably was
ended.
Larry worked for some time after
they left, absorbedly mixing his
colors and absently wiping his brush
on his faded Smock, standing off to
observe an effect, squirting at the
canvas and then at Ellen almost as
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

Oh, it was maddening never to
know where one stood, thought little
Ellen as thousands Of other girls
have thought.
= = =
CHE had some times the strange
- feeling that in this double, or,
rather, triple life she was leading
she was losing Molly, losing Myra
and little Mike, losing touch with
her home as she was certainly losing
touch with her duties at the store.
She knew that Lorene Elcott was
disappointed in her, though nothing
had been said. She knew all these
things and yet could not feel regret
full.
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01
PAGE IL

the continuous strain of posing. but
she was very light hearted. She sat
down at the dusty grand piano
which commanded one corner,
pushed back the top and attempted
to remember enough of her child
hood instruction to pick out a
simple melody.
The instrument was badly out of
tune and her amateurish efforts
we're ludicrous. She was giggling
at the discordancy when the door
opened and Larry came in, laden
with green bottles and a brown bag
of sandwiches.
Ito Be Continued)
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

ELLEN never had thought of
II Larry in connection with any
thing so prosaic as work. To her
he went with the gayety, the light
ness and laughter in the world.
She knew he was an artist, but
when she had teased him for details
of his work he only told her lightly
that he was not an o~verzealous
artist.
So she was considerably surprised
a few days later when he came to
Dreamland to ask If she would pose
for him. A special show - the
Shane Show, he explained-was to
be held in six months.
If he could get one of the prizes
for portraits, his reputation would
be made. Ellen's first impulse was
to refuse him. She was too busy.
Surely he could get some one better
for a portrait, a society woman per-
haps or an actress, some one we'll
known.
But he persisted. 1t would take
only such a little time, he pleaded.
If she couldn't or wouldn't pose,
then he simply would not enter the
competition.
Ellen hesitated, torn between pru-
dence and desire. At last, against
her better judgment, she agreed to
do as he wished.
"Ah, you're a darling to say you
will he exclaimed in relief and
satisfaction. Il won't take much
of your time. My studio has night
lights and things. Sometimes if
you're not too tired we could drop
in there after you're through here"
Again the. girl hesitated.
L don't Want to sound like a
prude," she said frankly, but I'm
afraid I couldn't do that
Seeing he was puzzled, she went
on, her clear, candid eyes on his.
MY mother wouldn't hear of such a
thing-and not because she doesn't
like you, either. It's because she's
old-fashioned, too.
Il couldn't go to your studio at
night without a chaperon. I wouldn't
feel right about it.
1T would be all right on Mon
days and times like that though.
Myra could come then, too" she
added.
You do see, don't you?" she
asked appealingly.
Il never saw a girl like you,'
Larry said wonderingly. You don't
drink. You don't smoke. And here
you are insisting that you have a
chaperon while I paint you in a
gown Queen Victoria would have
worn if she'd had the figure for it,
The light note went out of his
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01


though he had never seen her be-
fore.
But at 9 he flung down his brush,
announced that it was too hot for
anything except suicide, and banged
on downstairs for ginger ale.
= =
ELLEN, left alone in the studio,
II wandered about, marveling, as
she so often did, at the contradic-
tons in the man. The studio was
bare and plain, so obviously the
room Of a workman that it seemed
Incredible Larry could have chosen
it, incredible that he fitted there so
well.
She was cramped and tired from
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

You NEAR your mother has other
plans for you," Ellen interrupted
We'll, so has mine for mel"
Her tone matched his for indif-
ference, but she was furious.
That's easy enough to see" he
laughed. Remember that time she
put me out Of your apartment? She
hates me, doesn't she?"
"She doesn't think you work
enough" said Ellen pointedly.
Besides that, you've probably a
dozen other clamoring sweethearts, y
he said easily, seeming to lose in
terest.
only one" she assured him
cooliy.
He leaned over and caught her
hands, laughed and accused her of
trying TO make him jealous. AS the
girl laughed with him she wondered
forlornly if anything. anything, ever
would make him serious.
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01


OFTEN during the next two
~ weeks she went to sleep dream
ing dreams Of Larry. She was see
ing a different side of him these
days, was learning that he could
work as well as play at high ten
sion.
She loved this different side of
him, loved the inexhaustible en-
thusiAsm he exhibited for color, for
paint, for canvas, for real labor.
Things at home, financially speak
ing, were going much better since
she had received the increased SAL
airy at the store, but the additional
money from Dreamland still was
necessary. Not for much longer,
Ellen hoped.
Molly, fretful and distressed over
the continuous companionship with
Larry and not to be consoled by
the fact that Ellen was seeing a
great deal of Stevens at the store,
had grown strangely apathetic.
She seemed temporarily to have
lost her ability to spend money be-
fore it was earned. Nevertheless
Ellen often had the feeling of a
tight-wire walker. She knew, did
Ellen, how easily a budget can be
upset.
There were other things that
gave her the feeling of a tight-wire
walker. For one thing, even though
she gave him countless opportuni-
ties, even though she could feel
that he and she were coming closer
and closer to some inevitable
climax, Larry failed to say one word
about his engagement.
The name of Elizabeth Bowes,
the gay debutante who was fitting
over Europe before returning for
her autumn wedding, had never
been mentioned between them.
Even as she fell more and more
helpleSSly in love with Larry, Ellen
could not forget how unfairly he
was treating her.
She was attempting to crowd too
much action, too much excitement,
too many emotions into twenty-four
hours. She was always swinging
back and forth from Steven to
Larry. On the one side was COM
mon sense and on the other was
her own heart.
That she had deeply and unin-
tentionally hurt Steven many times
she knew. At luncheon with him
her thoughts would stray to
Larry.
She would wonder what he was
doing, where he was, what he was
saying in those hours he spent away
from her. Then she would start
with a sudden realization that she
had heard not one word of what
Steven had been saying.
Larry, even if he had been more
honest with her, she knew still
would remain one of those suitors
who never car be depended on. He
blew hot and blew cold; laughing
a gale one minute and ~quarreling
fercely over nothing the next.
After those spirited quarrels, he
generally stalked away without a
word. Ellen would cry herself to
sleep, convinced she would never
see him again. The next night he
would turn up at Dreamland, I'M
abashed and u~nrepentent, the cause
of the quarrel and the quarrel it
self forgotten.
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Con
tinued)

Her heart missed a beat; her feet
missed a step. Larry caught her
eye. The two young people smiled
c%ontentedly and to Ellen the night
burst into bloom.
She hardly could contain herself
until the dance was over and she
could rush to the cable where Lar
ry was impatiently awaiting her.
I'm awfully sorry about this
morning" he said Immediately.
That's all right" she told him.
ceiling %irrationally, idiotically happy.
NO, 1t isn't all right. There's
more to it than that" he said sud-
denly after they we're both sitting.
I'm very much afraid that you and
{ had better watch our step"
His expression was odd and con-
strained. He leaned over and be-
gan to play with a bangle she wore
on her arm. She watched him ex-
rectantly.
What do you mean?" she asked.
What do you meanP" he echoed
foolishly.
n n n
ELLEN looked at him sharply.
Il She wondered for a moment if
ne had been drinking. The lights
had been dimmed for a moonlight
waltz. The single shaft Of light
from the artificial moon fell across
the table, but his face was in the
shadow.
I just wanted to know" she re-
sumed in a strained way, what YOU
meant by saying that we'd have to
watch Il step?"
"Oh, that"
He laughed. The lights came up
as the music stopped and she saw
that his mysterious confusion had
left him. She saw too that he had
not been drinking. He was simple
and natural, at ease again.
Don't you know, Ellen?"
mo, I don't know"
Her heart was beginning to
pound.
We'll, I was jealous as the very
deuce this morning" he confessed
smiling at her. Jealous of your
job and you're being more inter-
ested in that than in having lunch
with mel You know what that
means, I suppose?"
"What?"
He drew a long breath.
Don't you think it's possible you
and / might fall in loye?" he asked
with an uncertain laugh.
What if We dido" she demanded
~carelessly, not quite liking the
lightness of his tone.
"That'd be the devil all around,
wouldn't it?" he said nervously.
L suppose it would"
My mother"
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

Beautiful ELLEN ROss1TER. a sales
girl in Barclays department. store, worka
nights as q dance han hostess. She
lives with her mother, MOLLY ROS-
SITTER. her elder sister, MYRA, and her
baby brother. NIKE.
At the dance hall she meets and falls
in love with handsome LARRY HAIR
ROWGATE, an artist. Later she learns
Larry IS engaged to ELIZABETH
BOWES. q debutante.
STEVEN BARCLAY. 81, and owner Of
Barclays. IS in love with Ellen. With
out the girls knowledge her mother in
vites him to dinner. borrowing money
for tire occasion.
Ellen is furious. but when Barclay
arrives she Is compelled TO be friendly.
That night he asks her TO marry him.
She refuses.
Gossip ~cireulates at the store and
Ellen asks TO be transferred to another
department. Barclay makes her an as
siStant buyer at an increased salary.
She refuses to lunch with Larry be-
cause OF her new Job and they quarrel.
He comes to Dreamland that night 10
apologize.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STopv
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

Just as Tarzan felt consciousness leaving
him, his hand shot out, and reached his knife.
The two bodies were now tottering periIously
upon the chaSm's brink. With all his remain
ing strength the ape-man thrice drove home
the blade. Then all went black before him as
he felt himself, still in the Tor-o-don's clutches,
topple from the recess. Lucky it was for him
that t-lee had not obeyed him and made
good her escaped
The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-01

voice. He pursued the subject with
a kind of reluctant and unwilling
admiration:
You're a queer little Puritan,
Ellen, but I'm not sure I don't adj
mire you for it. Girls nowadays are
too free and easy-the kind I seem
to know, anyhow.
They've tossed away a lot trying
to grab of the sort of freedom that
doesn't seem to make them happy
when they get it. 1t Seems a silly
thing to say, but I'm going to say it.
You're a wise little girl, Ellen"
He caught his breath and laughed
a confused, uncertain laugh.
1t wasn't much. But Ellen treas
ured those words.
The Washington times., 1932-09-22

Jory Mitchell. -
General dancing will begin at o'clock and continue until
~ The boxes will be filled with prominent Democratic lead
the Capital together with members Of the various
Democratic organizations, and large number of
young people.
Miss Mary Anne Harrison is chairman of the dance
mttee for the ball. and assisting her will be Miss Martha
Porter Miss Marion Schlesnger Miss Ida May Hurd Miss
Ida May Francis Miss Mavina Sykes Miss Rahe Davies,
Miss Annabe Essay Miss En6r Branson Miss Martha de
Weese, Miss Mildred Battle and Miss Rose Walker Page
Mr. Francis B. Taylor is chairman of the mems floor COM
mttee and prominent among those assisting him will be Mr.
Bradford Ross Gov Nellie TaylOe Ross vice
president of the Democratic national committee Mrs Will
ette Elmore of Kew Gardens in charge of the tickets for
OCCASION reservations may be made through her.
through members of the dance committee.
The Washington times., 1932-09-22
TONIGHT MANY MEMBERS OF SOCIETY IN THE CAPA
SOCIAL NOTES

Mrs. William c. Williams,
wife of Major williams, U. S.
A., who is stationed at Fort
Benning, Ca, is in Washing
ton at Wardman Park Hotel.
Mrs. Wallace Clare Berry
entertained inf forms ally at
luncheon yesterday at the
Rossdhu Castle Club as did
Mrs. M. j. Donohue.
X
Mrs. Georgia Lee Parker, Of
New York city, is at the Shore
ham for an indefinite visit.
Senator Robert Wagner and
Representative Aiming s. Prall,
of New York, have returned to
the Shoreham for a few days.
The Washington times., 1932-09-22

Mr.. Aubrey C. Hastings, Of
New York, is the guest of his
father, Mr.. George Aubrey
Hastings, extension director of
the White House Conference
on Child Health and Protection.
xk \
Mr.. and Mrs. j. Jackson, Of
London, England, are guests at
the Dodge during a brief So
journ in the Capital.
4
Mrs. Elizabeth M. Cammack
has opened her apartment at
Wardman Park Hotel for the
winter season.
Mrs. S. Wallace Dempsey is
at the Roosevelt Hotel in New
York, after spending some time
at Lake Placid.
The Washington times., 1932-09-22

Her daughter, Mrs. Benjamin
R. Holcombe. and her grand
daughter, little Miss Marsyl
Stokes, sailed last night for
Europe aboard the Paris. Mr..
Gibson FahneStock, jr., who re-
turned from Europe recently
and is visiting his mother at
her Rhode Island home, will
enter Harvard next week.
~
Back From Newport
Mrs. Skirvin Adams, who
spent the summer at Newport,
R. l., is now in Washington at
the Mayflower. Her sister, Mrs.
George Mesta. spent the greater.
portion of the summer with
her at Shadylawn.
Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt
will close her Newport estate
short-v and go to the Home
stead at Hot Springs for her
annual October visit.
Miss Mary F.. Mellon and
Miss Matilda Mellon, of this
city, who have passed the sum-
mer at Bar Harbor, Me-, will
go to Hot Springs today for a
lengthy sojourn.
The Washington times., 1932-09-22
Col Reddy WEEDS Capital Mdtron
In New York This Afternoon

and a dinner for those attend
ing will follow the ceremony.
Mrs. Mapes has selected a
costume of brown rough silk,
made with long sleeves, full
above the elbow. She will were
a sable scarf. Her smart toque
will match and she will wear a
corsage bouquet of orchids.
Both Mrs. Mapes and Colonel
Reddy have dispensed with at
tendantS.
Following their honeymoon
trip to Bermuda, Colonel and
Mrs. Reddy will make their
home in Washington, where
Colonel Reddy is attached to
the General Staff.