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ARE YOURS DECAYING

A British anatomist has advanced
the theory that while brains develop,
teeth rest and that many men with
defective teeth have more than ordi-
mary brain power.
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Particularly does he collect those SUBJ
jects snapped when the persons were
unaware of photographers pres
ence and were caught with express
sions that could never be duplicated.
Copyright, 1882, NEA Service, 1nc)
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Editorial Comment

Editorials printed below show tho
trend OF thought by other editors.
They are published without regard
to whether they agree or disagree
with The Tribunes policies.
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PxOmoting the Highbr0w Z
/ O. a ~ latest additions to the
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1t isn't always fun for a woman to
put on new coat.
The Washington times., 1932-12-20

and fresh Parker House rolls
with butter melting in them,
orange salad and coffee in a fat
silver pot.
Newspaper! That's an idea"
Mrs. Nesbit murmured as she
poured out the coffe. II won
der if brown wrapping paper
wouldn't be better. It's thicker
and it seems to me we have a
big roll of it downstairs"
Mary Faith nodded her head.
"I suppose it would be better.
My mother used newspaper
probably because we always had
such stacks of it in the house. ..
My father was a newspaperman
and he never came home from
the office without bringing a lot
Of papers with him. L was
brought up on the Kansas City
Star and the Los Angeles Her
aid and the Atlanta ConStitu-
ton. Sometimes he even
brought home the London
Times"
Rehearses The Past
Over the table she found
herself talking to Mark Nesbit's
mother as she never had been
So t. t2'k to E1iD.'s ,nHthcr.
- z, hcr Gil soIts o. tn-cS
, tat s. ~ h7U--C..3 :, n.
n IT'S ShoCt her h",lij2nt, i'm
proViQent father vino had died
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FAITH"

ICOntinusd from Magazine PGee)
was drawn up beside Mark
Nesbit's chair.
! "We're going to have lunch
I'D here on this table, Mary
Faith" he said. And then,
without taking his eyes from
her face, he spoke to the
houseman: ""Will you please
tell Mrs. NeSbit that Miss Fen
ton is here, Silas? You can
bring lunch up as soon as it's
ready"
He took the letters Mary
Faith had brought to him and
tucked them into a pocket Of
his long wicker chair.
Those can wait until we've
had something to eat. Move
that chair closer to the fire,
Mary Faith. I'm sorry I can't
do it for you but can't move
out of this chair. It took
Lotus and SilaS to get me
into it,"
In His Study
why don't you send in to
town for a wheel chair? Then
you wouldn't have to stay in
this one room for the next
week or two?" asked Mary
Faith. mot that it's an un-
pleasant place to be. . It's a
lovely, comfortable room. It's
IKE . Stage-setting."
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Bv Beatrice Burton
By Tuthfn
By Rube Goldberg

when she was 16, leaving her
mother and herself $4,000 and
a library Of 600 books.
When lunch was over Mrs.
NeSbit went away, SilaS
cleared the table and Mary
Faith got out her shorthand
pad and her pencils,
She sat down, her hands
clasped at the edge of the
table in front of her. and
waited for Mark Nesbit to be-
gin debating to her. He had
taken his letters out Of the
pocket of his coat and he was
reading them as he filled his
pipe.
Suddenly he glanced up
from them and his eyes 3iXed
themselves on Mary Faiths
eyes with that intent look Of
his.
"You and I have known each
other for four years." he said
as if the thought had just
struck him. But until today
I didn't know that your father
had been a newSpaperman. I
didn't know anything really
about you and your life outside
NV office. It's a funny thing
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Times Daily Pattern

Most delightful of the many
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matron with a not-too-slim fig
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Each line and detail carefully
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You'll love it in a small print
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Story Of Young Wife and Her PIsyboy Husband


From the depths Of a Sleepy
Hollow chair beside the CRATE
she looked round at his study.
It was a typical mans room
brown leather couch, flat-topped
desk. book shelves, fishing rods
and golf sticks in corner, pho
tographs of mountain scenery
on the walls. But it had a
cozy look, as if a woman'S hand
had passed over it, leaving the
flowers on the window sill and
the brown velvet cushions on
the couch.
The door opened and Mr..
Nesbit'S mother came in.
Mary Faith had seen her a
dozen times before during the
years she had worked at Mes
bits. She was a tall pretty
woman with white hair that
she wore in a pompadour,
bright brown eyes and natural
ly pink cheeks. Mary Faith had
always liked her looks, her soft
southern voice and the air of
dash with which she wore her
plain well-made clothes.
She had on a white linen
dress now. and she was strip
ping a pair Of 0hite cotton
gardening gloves from her
hands.
How do you do, Miss Fen
ton? I was listening for YOU"
She shook hands with Mary
The Washington times., 1932-12-20
Recites How Teddy Wiped
Out Enemy Nest

HUNTINGTON PARK, Calf,
U.N.SO Albert P. Russell, 66,
who 40 years ago was personal
staff orderly to the late Theodore
Roosevelt in the Spanish-Ameri-
can war, was discovered recently
living quietly in this city.
Russell, who had intimate con-
tact with Roosevelt, related sew
eral incidents inNthe life of the
famous fighting Teddy, of the
immortal Rough Riders. OF
TcCfy =" epid:
@~h"'r~ n"n was TheO-
dore Roosevelt. He never step
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"You are reading a travel
book. Preparing for a holiday?"
mo. I'm on holiday now. I
sit here and dream of travel"
But you are reading the
book backwards"
"YeS, I'm on the return jour-
ney."-London Tit-Bits.
Policeman-But didn't you
know it was burglars when you
found all the bureau drawers
pulled out and their contents
in disorder?
Mrs. Buggs-No, I thought
my husband had been looking
for a clean shirt
New Suburk2r C~'|-n~-' =
don't seem able to tell my gar
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ped back. 1t was always
charge, charge, charge with
Teddy. He was the most dar.
ing man 1 ever knew. He never
stopped until he reached his
objective. He didn't know
when he had enough.
1--WE were charging a garri-
son below San Juan when an
enemy gunner directed his fire
on us. An observer spotted us
and trained the enemy guns on
our force. They fired just
once. Teddy, who was 80 yards
in front of our troop of 120,
wiped out the nest with q
sweeping fire of his revolver"
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SNAPPy WISE-CRACKS

den plants from weeds. How
do you distinguish between
them.
Old Farmer-The only sure
way is to pull 'em out. If they
come up again, they're weeds.
Portland Oregonian.
"Your wife's a blonde, isn't
she?"
I'm not sure. She's down
at the beauty parlor now
Brooklyn Eagle.
Dudley-So VOW wife gees
Sc'Ith &c IN
C-.~~'--"~S III lcvcS to
s. II ti,o winter in the rotO-
gra;ure sections.
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Herewith is the solution to yes
terday's Puzzle.
The Washington times., 1932-12-20

Faith. But I didn't hear you
come in. I was in my little
greenhouse at the very back of
the house, taking care of my
poor roses. The wind blew a
pane of glass out during the
night and this morning I found
five of my bushes frozen"
Have you ever tried covering
them with five or six thickneSSes
of newspaper on cold nights?"
asked Mary Faith Shyly. my
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mother used to have some plants
in our dining room when I was
a little girl. And I remember
that on winter nights she used
to let me help her wrap them up
in newspaper"
The door Of the room opened
once more, and SilaS came in on
his felt SoleS, carrying a large
silver tray. The meal he set out
upon the table was simple and
very good. Cold sliced chicken
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HORIZONTAL

HORIZONTAL
1-River in central England
6-Untamed
12-East Indian plant
13-What boys academy near
Boston is modelled on the sys-
tenn of the English school
Eton?
14-Part Of to be
16-Most peaceful
17-Bed Of cold lava
18-Device for exerting energy
20-Masculine nickname
21-Sins
23-Girl's name
24-What whale is the only enc
having q throat large enough
to admit q man7
26-Optic
27-Maritime
29-Staggers
S1-Contraction for Eleanor
83-Radiated
35-French critic and orientalist
87-Darlings
39-Remnant Of food
41-Small wood
43-Allow
44-Receptacle for flowers
46-Prefix: through
A7-In what continent is the Cobb
desert located?
AS-One, indefinitely
49-Contorter
62-Senior (abbr.)
63-Fierce or majestic
65-One afflicted with q dread
disease
E7-BoAtswain Of an East Indian
crew
6s-Wed -
Ito what Roman emperor Is q
famous memorial arch al
Benevento dedicated?
&Month Of the Mohammedan
year
1Printer's measure
-Notch
TBeverage
6-Scoffer
7-Brief paid notices
e-Ballot
eAvenue (abbr.l
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lo-What is the missing name Of
the American general and
politician for whom n great
San Francisco street is named:
John White ......"?
11-Obliterate
13-Yellowish translucent resin
16-Fold
19-Prances
22-Recloses
24-Popular cant
25-What Federal general halted
Lees invasion of PennsyI.
vania?
28-Unit Of the metric system
30-Caustic
32-What President of the United
States died at San Francisco?
34-What American novelist 10 the
author of "AA American Trag-
edy"?
36-Clatter
38-Full Of stars
39-Flattened circles
40-Rajah's consort
42-Large tank
45-What is the highest volcano in
Sicily?
47-Surface
50-Triumph
51-Shade tree
54-Otherwise
56-What island (abbr.) in the
West Indies was ceded to the
United States by Spain ia
1898?
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mRCALLoI MssWESTA

escape. Getting up, she examined
the supplies.
There was enough water for an
other day and possibly enough food
for three meals such as they had
eaten that night. Dona made up
her mind to play Balls game and
see If he would not slip away on a
foraging expedition.
She returned to the bunk and
slipped off her boots and jacket
Without hesitation she. slid into the
bunk and snuggled down.
She thought with grim satisfac-
ton that she would spend a much
warmer night than her captor. The
cave was high up on the rim and
the night would be cold to the
point of frost.
Out at the entrance of the cave,
Stan Ball sat and berated himself
for taking Dona prisoner. 1t had
been wild fancy. decision of a
seconds consideration. He always
was making them and afterward
paying for his blunders.
All he could hope TO do by this
step was to rouse the posse to re-
newed vigor and add more men to
the already oyerrun woods. He de-
liberately had lessened his chances
Of escape.
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'THEEYoTELL Ne s J
EaDSfzrN f775s5TJU2SqiN

lican managers are just beginning
to wake up to it, but George v. Cof-
fin, G. o. p. boss, is so bitter in his
animosity toward Chamberlin, who
never has bowed his head to the
scepter, that it appears as if the
wraps have been put upon the Re-
publican spellbinders.
n
To offset Cox, the Democrats
have a number of advantages.
Their legislative ticket is the best
balanced in years, and every man
on it bears the liberal stamp.
Despite the hullabaloo and mis-
information concerning the tax
situation, the city administration is
conceded to be one of the finest in
the history of the city, and de-
votion to the public good by Mayor
Reginald H. Sullivan is unques-
toned.
And this attitude of the public to-
ward the city administration should
they tell me-and will be re-
Elected in the vote.
Well that $4,000 figure opens
the guessing season.
AS the campaign gets closer to
the jump-off, the entire county
situation will be analysed to see
what changes in sentiment have oc-
Cured.
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THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

for sounds from the cave. None
came and he yentured inside.
Dona still was sleeping soundly.
Her trim shoulder was exposed and
it rose and fell gently with her
breathing.
Stan smiled a crooked smile and
retreated to the bench outside. He
was sitting in the sun when she
finally made her appearance
Good morning" he greeted her,
without moving.
She gave him a cold stare and
hexed her arms.
Stan got to his feet and faced
her. Wen retire to the breakfast
room at once. I've been starving
for two hours"
Dona re-entered the cave without
a word of protest. She had a plan
and she intended to carry it out
step by step. She sat down on the
slab and watched Bah prepare
breakfast.
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If she had expected him to be
sparing Of the thin slab Of bacon,
she was disa ppointed. He cut it all
up and spread it in the skillet.
The fire rosred pleasantly and the
bacon and coffee gave of an aroma
that made Dona's mouth water.
Stan produced a bit of -four and
made four griddle cakes.
He Drowned them to a turn and
flipped two of them on Dona's plate.
Then he snaothered them with strips
Of crisp bacon. A steaming cup of
black coffee completed the fare.
With a satisfied feeling, Dona de-
voured the cakes and bacon. At this
rate they would be out of food with
another meal. Nothing was said.
Stan had dropped back into a
moody silence. He was watchful,
listening, and always his hand was
near his belt. He was typically the
outlaw, Bali from Blind River.
After breakfast Stan let the
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PAGE IL

inside the cave and began to look
about for any article she might
need.
Her eyes fell on the picture in
the rock niche. She pulled in down
and stuffed 1t under her jacket.
Suddenly s thought struck her.
Suppose Ball only was testing her
and would be hiding just of the
ledge? Then, too, she had promised
him that she would stay. Her pride
and sense of craftsmanship made
her hesitate to slip away by break
ing a promise.
She wanted to capture Ball BY
her own efforts. If she slipped away
he would leave the cave and make
his escape. fearing she would lead
the posse to it.
TO Be Continued
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In silent reverence and love, he buried the
poor. charred form in the little garden that had
been his mates pride and JOY. Beside it he buried
the warriors who had given their lives for their
mistress protection.
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Opening Guessing Season

ID EXCEPTIONS accorded Paul v.
IN McNutt, Democratic Governor
nominee, when he made his whirl-
wind tour of five rallies in eastern
Marion county Thursday night give
some color to claims for record
breaking Democratic MAJ ority on
the big Chooseday.
Contrasted with the comparatively
cool welcome offered his Republican
opponent Raymond S. Springer, the
Oh prophet almost is tempted to
agree with some Of the extravagant
claims.
But as time tempers judgment
and all the complex angles which
go toward making the Marion coun-
ty political scene are analysed and
studied, it doesn't seem wise to get
unduly enthusiastic.
There is talk of a Democratic ma
jority of $4,000, and they tell me
that some of the boys have laid
money on the line to this effect,
but what's the old old crack, about
fool and his money?
Yet, If any one came up to this
observer and absolutely made him
take free guess, he might go so
far as to say that the Democratic
STATE ticket (get that-state
ticket will cop the county here
with about $4,000 to spare.
I'm ducking-don't throw any
thing.
AS was said before, the recep-
tions accorded McNutt were amaz-
ing When a candidate gets to a
rally at IL o'clock at night and finds
the hall overlooking with voters,
waiting to hear him, it gets the OBJ
servers to wondering.
And if there is any greater strain
or bore than to sit through three
hours of political spellbinding, you
tell me.
The estimated Marion county
Democratic majority of $4,000 may
be greater than that, or smaller.
There are several reasons why it
may not be less than that figure.
The principal Democratic draw
back is the fact that Harry o.
Chamberlin, the Republican NOM
inee for circuit judge, overshadows
his opponent, Earl Cox.
Democratic leaders recognize that
Cox is their Achilles heel. Repub-
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But the thing that made him feel
most guilty was keeping the girl
overnight in the cave. On the way
up the mountain 1t had seemed an
excellent way to arouse Dona's hus-
band from his 1complacence and
force him to realize that he should
be more attentive to such a wife.
Now Stan was not so sure all this
would work out as he had intended.
Winters might turn out to be the
wronged and enraged husband.
lie tossed aside his third cigaret
i Il and arose. Patting the black
mares neck, Stan walked to the
edge of the shelf and looked down
below. His cave rose like little
balcony above Pass creek.
Down in the canyon he could see
lights moving and the night breeze
carried the rumble of machinery to
him family, Stan watched the scene
grimly, almost sadly.
He came back and made a bed in
the mouth of the cave, away from
the chill wind of the upper hills.
And he slept soundly, his six-gun
tucked under his leg and his hat
laid across his face.
Daylight was an hour old before
he woke. Sitting up, he listened
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IN make a bargain" he began.
And / won't listen she cut in.
I have food cached down the
trail half mile. I'll get it and re-
plenish cur supply of water. You
be here when I return.
IF you do not care to promise
I'll take you along" His eyes
searched her face rapidly.
Dona mel his gaze squarely.
Here was a chance. She did not owe
this killer a promise kept. He did
not deserve it.
She got TO her feet slowly. I'll
stay here" she answered. But l
will get you if I can"
You Will be here when I get
back?" Stan held her eyes with his
level gaze.
I promise" Dona met his chal-
longing glance fairly.
Without another word he saddled
the. black mare and rode out
through The cleft of rock. Dona ran
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dishes stand dirty. There was not
enough water left to wash them.
He saunteyed out into the sun
shine and stood watching the blue
haze i'll the canyon below. Dona
finally came out and sat on the
other side of the entrance.
n
MOON came with a pleasant
IN heat that was not oppressive
but that warmed deeply. Dona had
busted herself with a careful check
of the country below.
She was sure she had spotted the
Pass Greek trail and that she could
go to it If she escaped. Ball had
stayed close enough to her so that
any attempt to slip away would
have been foolish.
He halted in making turn across
the little shelf and stood looking
down at her. His eyes were ex-
pressionless and his lips formed
straight line.
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4 RI1K
a DAY
81 BRUCE CATTQN

~ OLD IN THEM HILLS" tells
~ the story of the last, and one
Of the greatest, of Americas gold
rushes.
G. B. Glasscock, the author, has
written just the kind of book that
ought to be written about gold
rush-breezy, colorful, and deeply
humorous and at the same time
authoritative and carefully docu-
mented.
He tells of the great gold rush
that hit Nevada shortly after the
beginning Of the century-the rush
that made boom towns of Tonopah
and Goldfield and dotted the bar
rem, picturesque Nevada mountains
with a score OF short lived and
tumultuous mining camps, and that
added hundreds of millions of dol
lars of yellow metal to the worlds
wealth.
1t all began when lone pros
pector, camping in the mountains,
lost his mule.
Going to find 1t, he stumbled on
ledge where a rich vein OF gold
bearing rock came to the surface.
In short time, the rush was on.
The incredible commonplaces of
the gold rush get zestful telling in
Glasscock's book.
We read about men who became
millionaires on $500 investments;
about mines so rich that the pick
and shovel gang in the shafts
carried out in their pockets enough
ore to make them wealthy; about
the eastern capitalists who sunk
hundreds of thousands of dollars
to build town over an utterly non
existent copper mine-and so on,
through a colorful and fascinating
collection Of stories that will make
any reader sit up nights.
Gold in Them Hills" is published
by BobbS-Merrill. It costs $3.50.
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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

MONA sat huddled on the stone
IL couch. her jacket pulled around
her and her eyes blazing. Take one
step toward me and I'LL" Dona S
words tumbled out in an angry tor
rent.
"Scresm2' Stan was smiling now.
III do more than that"
you might let me haves one of
the blankets from that bed There
are five on it," Stan stood with his
hands on his hips, a wicked light
In his gray eyes.
Help yourself Suddenly Dona
realized that she had been making
an unnecessary fuss. Her anger did
not abate, however. She had been
fooled and that in itself was an in
suit
And there's a trick combination
to the bed Ball went on. He took
a step forward and Dona arose. He
bent and whisked a blanket from
the cot, then opened the others at
The top.
You crawl in at this end.
II a pipe needle from the mattress
sticks through, you reach carefully
Rdown and pluck it out I never have
had more than four bother me in
one evening" His eyes were very
serious.
Dona refused to join the spirit of
Jest. She kept remembering that
she hated this killer and that she
wanted to see him suffer.
Stan took his blanket and
: wrapped it into a little roll "You
may turn the light down and blow
1t out" he said as he turned to-
ward the opening. Good night"
a Dona refused to answer. She was
sitting on the bunk, thinking deeply
The scraping of Stan Balls boots
died away outside and the girl was
forced to believe that he had gone.
\ She got up and walked to the en-
trance.
Ten steps down the stone corri-
dor showed her what she wanted to
know. Her captor sat with his back
Aagainst the cliff, his long legs
ftretched out across the entrance.
He was smoking drawing In slow,
deliberate draughts of smoke and
letting them curl upward of their
pwn fancy. The black mare stood
with her muzzle against his arm.
II
NONA watched this silhouette for
a full five minutes, then she
\ back to the bunk and lay
!. She had to admit that Ball
a complex person.
lean jaw, his steelly eyes, and
tight mouth spelled all that she
" him to be, but there were
es when the lips took on a half
e and the gray eyes lighted deep
IN.
he hunted, challenging wariness
is manner was the telltale trait
marked him for what he was
IA had met Balls kind before.
fr musings led her nowhere and
fell to planning how she could